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  <title>sanity is not statistical.</title>
  <subtitle>LC</subtitle>
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    <name>LC</name>
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  <updated>2008-11-03T02:54:19Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfindyourlight:28436</id>
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    <title>xfindyourlight @ 2008-11-02T21:53:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-03T02:54:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-03T02:54:19Z</updated>
    <category term="procrastination!"/>
    <category term="twilight"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;Before you, Bella, my life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars&amp;mdash;points of light and reason&amp;hellip; And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn&amp;rsquo;t see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#7d0000"&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#7d0000"&gt;New Moon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, Chapter 23, p.514&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do boys like this actually exist? Did they? Ever?&lt;br /&gt;IDK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I didn't make this post for the&amp;nbsp;sole purpose of showing off my Bare icon.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfindyourlight:27117</id>
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    <title>xfindyourlight @ 2008-10-21T21:52:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-22T01:53:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-22T01:53:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You know, I always have a billion things to post about here, but I never can think of them when I'm sitting here.&amp;nbsp; It all comes rushing back once my mother kicks me off the computer.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfindyourlight:26737</id>
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    <title>xfindyourlight @ 2008-10-14T22:10:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-15T02:33:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-15T02:33:32Z</updated>
    <category term="fic:g"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Light &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='xfindyourlight' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://xfindyourlight.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://xfindyourlight.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;xfindyourlight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fandom; Pairing:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Twilight&lt;/em&gt;; Edward/Bella, slight Jacob/Bella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He adores her. He is selfish and hates it, but he loves more than that.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ficlet, canon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All he ever wants is to protect her. She has no idea how breakable she is, how fragile, how precious. She is clumsy and foolish. She is stubborn. He loves her; she has given him something new, something exciting after those ages of nothingness and darkness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't believe in love before her. He didn't &lt;em&gt;care&lt;/em&gt; before her. Everyone was an open book to him and he was bored and bitter that all his companions had found their light to help move onward through the darkness. He was left behind, unmoving, uncaring, unfeeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he sees her and everything he thought he'd lost hits him harder than he can imagine and he flees, afraid of what he secretly wanted. But he returns to find anger, worry, fear. All because of her. This &lt;em&gt;human&lt;/em&gt; brunette with nothing extraordinary about her except &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;. She is the most incredible creature he has ever found and owes everything to her, a consept she cannot possibly understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She claims she loves him more. &lt;br /&gt;She claims there is nothing special about her. &lt;br /&gt;She claims she cannot be without him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows better. He knows that, had events occurred how they did, she would be sitting here with Jacob, not him. Jacob would perhaps hold her hand and perhaps she would hold his too with time. But he is far too selfish to ever put himself through the misery he knew in those months without her. He worships her so, that he horribly puts her life at risk every second. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hates himself for being so weak. &lt;br /&gt;(He hates that he is glad he is not so strong.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead of leaving like the good, strong soldier he wanted to be in another lifetime, he carefully (so &lt;em&gt;carefully&lt;/em&gt;) brushes his hand against her cheek, enjoying the blush that flushes there. She smiles at him, embarrassed, and his unbeating heart metaphorically soars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would give everything to have her smile forever.</content>
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    <title>xfindyourlight @ 2008-10-14T16:52:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-14T20:53:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-14T20:53:55Z</updated>
    <category term="procrastination!"/>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <category term="school"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;Lol lab reportzzzz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='xfindyourlight' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://xfindyourlight.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://xfindyourlight.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;xfindyourlight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s Halloween party: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;__itsawarinhere&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Steven Spielberg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;__morpheus_&lt;/b&gt; dressed as your mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;acastleonacloud&lt;/b&gt; dressed as the resurrected dead -- complete with the most convincing coffin, though it looked more like Mr. Sulu from &amp;quot;Star Trek&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;accio_cowbell&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a disturbing self-made character called &amp;quot;Buttercup Stinkerbreath&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bellasmommy&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Ichabod Crane, the schoolmaster from Sleepy Hollow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bellaswan&lt;/b&gt; gets drunk, strips naked, and somehow emerges dressed as Abraham Lincoln.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;broadwaybaby718&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Ivan the Terrible of Russia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;chimericaal&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a walking Guillotine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;daikenkai&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a quiet skull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dieaku&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;drifting_dream&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a character from &amp;quot;Monty Python and the Holy Grail&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;edwardcullen&lt;/b&gt; didn't even show up and doesn't get any candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fakebody&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Sybil - except that Sybil didn't show but the other 25 personalities did, though it looked more like a zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fischybrat&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Spongebob, and it suited them disturbingly well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fragmentideas_x&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Camilla Parker-Bowles when she becomes Queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;girl_is_modern&lt;/b&gt; didn't dress up, spoilsport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;hanschenrilow&lt;/b&gt; gets drunk, strips naked, and somehow emerges dressed as Mary Queen of Scots ... without her head. Most convincing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;heartofachildx&lt;/b&gt; dressed as the Cardinal of New Forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;hurricanetorbay&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Elizabeth Regina on steroids and roller skates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ilikehumanflesh&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a very fake witch-doctor complete with a collection of shrunken skulls, and it suited them all too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;letsmakeacrepe&lt;/b&gt; dressed as the love child of Hugh Grant and Milla Jovovich, and it suited them all too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lumpydino&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Martha Stewart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;mahrie_is&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Nosferatu the Supreme Vampire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;mmmkateee&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a 1980's yuppie child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;musical_junkie&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Marie Antoinette going to her death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;nosleepdreamer&lt;/b&gt; dressed as the Lord of Epiura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;nummy_cream_puf&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Guy Fawkes but the exploding barrel of dynamite didn't go down too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ohthesenumbers&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Jerry Bruckheimer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;omfgmish&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a fullback for the Jaguars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;onlove&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Nicole Richie, and it suited them disturbingly well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;pheep&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Optimus Prime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;russiandancing&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a Level 10 ranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;snubullownsyou&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Counselor Troi from &amp;quot;Star Trek&amp;quot;, and it suited them all too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sweet_nothing27&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Sigfried in need of testosterone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;t0rn3ss&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a monster from a Resident Evil game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;wicked_hp_egh&lt;/b&gt; dressed as something morose, but what, specifically, you can't tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xlormp&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Helga the wisewoman, although the live snake was a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw your own party at the &lt;a href="http://tech.jmc.ksu.edu/phpnonsense/hallomeme.html"&gt;Hallomeme&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Created by &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='sigma7' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://sigma7.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://sigma7.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;sigma7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: More info &lt;a href="http://sigma7.livejournal.com/650492.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>xfindyourlight @ 2008-09-17T07:09:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-17T11:11:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-17T11:11:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img alt="" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j17/youtotallyrockmyworld/eep/kittehbirthday.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="10" style="background-image: url(http://i32.tinypic.com/bej3ex.gif)"&gt;Happy birthday to me!:]&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfindyourlight:24314</id>
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    <published>2008-09-10T20:00:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-10T20:00:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fuck this. I'm so annoyed.</content>
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    <title>xfindyourlight @ 2008-09-01T22:43:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-02T02:45:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-02T02:45:06Z</updated>
    <category term="harry potter"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;HARRY&amp;nbsp;BOARDED&amp;nbsp;THE&amp;nbsp;HOGWARTS&amp;nbsp;EXPRESS&amp;nbsp;TODAY!!!:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;shut up, I enjoy being a geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;and my life just got way more complicated. fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfindyourlight:23596</id>
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    <published>2008-08-30T04:51:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-30T04:51:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am blown away by Hair.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfindyourlight:22057</id>
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    <title>xfindyourlight @ 2008-08-07T11:04:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-07T15:05:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-07T15:05:35Z</updated>
    <category term="procrastination!"/>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;Does anyone know how to be a part of a community and not watch it? Because I'm a retard and I can't figure it out and I have hella spam on my friend's page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post about yesterday later. It was awesomeeeeeeee.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfindyourlight:21975</id>
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    <published>2008-08-06T15:47:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-06T15:47:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't know if you actually mean what you're saying. It upsets me. I hope you're just kidding.</content>
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    <published>2008-07-27T20:50:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-27T20:50:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">With the thunder, the whole window shook. I gasped in both shock and awe. I'll never underestimate Mother Nature after seeing that.</content>
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    <published>2008-07-13T03:22:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-13T03:22:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's unfair that my dad won't to take me to a cast party because it'll be late when he keeps making pit stops for his own benefit. Now I understand my mom.</content>
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    <published>2008-07-04T04:52:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-04T04:52:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I want the chance to finally unleash the artsy carefree person I am away from my controlling mother. But I had a good time tonight regardless.</content>
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    <published>2008-07-01T03:04:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-01T03:04:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Rehearsal was fun today until I noticed the show goes up in two weeks. We are not ready. I cried for the first time in a while on the way home. I'm scared.</content>
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    <title>xfindyourlight @ 2008-06-22T09:51:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-22T13:55:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-22T13:55:12Z</updated>
    <category term="shows"/>
    <category term="summer"/>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a production of Footloose and they just changed the schedule so that we're there for a crazy amount of time.&amp;nbsp; It conflicts majorly with my job.&amp;nbsp; They don't care if I come late, but I won't be in any numbers they block/choreograph.&amp;nbsp; Which suckssss.&amp;nbsp; Oh, well. What can you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye, social life!&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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    <title>walking</title>
    <published>2008-06-21T00:05:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-21T00:05:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm sunburnt, I have a horrible headache, and I can't find music angry enough for my mood. I don't feel like dealing with everyone tonight.</content>
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    <title>I don't know if any of my friends are Kingdom Hearts fans, but....</title>
    <published>2008-06-18T17:35:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-18T17:35:41Z</updated>
    <category term="fic:roxas/olette"/>
    <category term="fic:kingdom hearts"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; College &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing:&lt;/strong&gt; implied Roxas/Olette &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; So ridiculously G. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author's Notes:&lt;/strong&gt; Fuck, yes, this is my favorite non-canon pairing ever. It's legit, I swear. Oh, yeah, and this is an AU, just to clarify. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="She was quite nervous about leaving everything she knew."&gt;She was quite nervous leaving everything she knew. It had been harder than she could have ever imagined, saying goodbye to all her friends, now scattering like seeds across a field to colleges across the world, and leaving her house and parents. But now she sat in her new dorm room quite alone, abhorring the fact that college was even invented. Her roommate seemed nice, but she had fled to meet boys as soon as her stuff was in the room. She assumed that she wouldn’t see much of Kairi. Pushing back her hatred of walking alone, she dug out her iPod, the only friend she had here, and walked to the school store, hoping to pick up as many books for her classes as she could just to have something to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The store was colossal. Everywhere she looked, there were people or shelves or merchandise. It was quite intimidating. Nervously avoiding eye contact, she located about two thirds of the books she would need for her first few weeks; she’d come back for the rest. She paid for her items and cursed herself for forgetting a backpack to carry them in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awkwardly, she carried her books in front of her, praying beyond belief that she remembered the way. As she tried to look past her books to see if she was even near the right building, something crashed into her and she toppled onto along with her books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m so sorry. I should’ve been paying more attention,” said a blonde boy, who now kneeled down next to his skateboard to help her with her books. Brushing herself off, she collected those that he missed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s alright. I should’ve been too,” she answered politely. Though it was annoying that he had knocked her over, at least he had the decency to help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you need a hand? I think you’ve got a bit more than you can handle,” he said with a smile, still holding some of her books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Excuse you, I could’ve made it if you had paid attention to where you were going,” she laughed and he shrugged with a smirk. “But yes, I would so appreciate some help if you don’t mind.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s the least I can do. I’m Roxas, by the way,” he added, leaning down to pick up his skateboard and taking a few more books from her hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Olette,” she answered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Twilight U wouldn’t be so bad after all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>from my room</title>
    <published>2008-06-17T03:37:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-17T03:37:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As of late, I find myself fearing for my sanity. It's quite frightening. Sorry, lj, for such vague entries. My phone won't send long ones.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfindyourlight:18566</id>
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    <title>from a friend's</title>
    <published>2008-06-12T17:46:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-12T17:46:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't feel like one of them anymore. And it hurts. I wish I just went home.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>this is all.</title>
    <published>2008-05-23T00:44:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-23T00:44:50Z</updated>
    <category term="in ur interwebz stealin ur lulz"/>
    <category term="good golly miss molly"/>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://graphjam.com/2008/05/20/song-chart-memes-things-i-touch/#more-1009"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-1008" alt="song chart memes" src="http://graphjam.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/funny-graphs-things-i-touch-when-i-think-about-you.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfindyourlight:13962</id>
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    <title>xfindyourlight @ 2008-04-08T22:09:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-09T02:10:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-09T02:10:05Z</updated>
    <category term="fancy!"/>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;There's something about cinnaman tea that makes one so happy.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfindyourlight:9104</id>
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    <title>xfindyourlight @ 2008-02-16T16:20:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-16T21:21:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-16T21:21:48Z</updated>
    <category term="love"/>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <category term="lol"/>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;"Reply to this post, and I will list three things I love about you. Maybe more than three. Then repost to your own journal and spread the love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Stolen from quite a few people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO SPREAD THE LOVE LIKE PEANUT BUTTAH.&amp;lt;3</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfindyourlight:6860</id>
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    <title>MIDTERMS</title>
    <published>2008-01-25T03:24:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-25T03:24:42Z</updated>
    <category term="hate"/>
    <category term="!!!"/>
    <category term="school"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;DIE, DIE, DIE!&lt;/strong&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfindyourlight:6348</id>
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    <title>yay!</title>
    <published>2008-01-21T15:07:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-21T15:08:29Z</updated>
    <category term="shows"/>
    <category term="yay"/>
    <lj:music>Come Winter - Daphne Loves Darby</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I got cast in Oklahoma! &lt;br /&gt;I'm just&amp;nbsp;ensemble, but,&amp;nbsp;hell, it's better than nothing.:] &lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I've been cast outside of school. &lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;br /&gt;I'm excitedddddd. &lt;br /&gt;And very, very happy. &lt;br /&gt;I don't really like the show particularly, but whatever. &lt;br /&gt;Everything is good. &lt;br /&gt;I'm castable. &lt;br /&gt;Yay. &lt;br /&gt;Yay!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfindyourlight:5915</id>
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    <title>xfindyourlight @ 2008-01-19T22:16:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-20T03:20:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-20T03:20:13Z</updated>
    <category term="spring awakening"/>
    <category term="god hates me"/>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;MATT AS HANSCHEN.&lt;br /&gt;GERARD AS ERNST.&lt;br /&gt;JESSE AS MELCHIOR.&lt;br /&gt;ALEXANDRA&amp;nbsp;AS WENDLA.&lt;br /&gt;ERYN AS ILSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY THE FUCK AREN'T I THERE?&lt;/strong&gt;</content>
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