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  <title>SilentStarnightSky</title>
  <subtitle>Gianna</subtitle>
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    <name>Gianna</name>
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    <title>canan @ 2009-06-04T04:47:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-04T01:46:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-04T01:46:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:canan:120557</id>
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    <title>Once upon a time in Istanbul</title>
    <published>2007-08-07T23:41:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-07T23:41:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hrmm so i'm getting a visa for the U.S. So i'm going to New York to see friends and family, to North Carolina to see Seth, and to Chicago to see Nazli. It's going to be amazing. I can't wait. It's been too long since i've last seen my friends. So what to do? I'm going to have a blast.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i'll have to be up real early and on the road to get my passport extended. &lt;br /&gt;Here we go.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:canan:120094</id>
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    <title>Rain</title>
    <published>2007-08-01T23:14:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-01T23:14:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It just rained so beautifully outside i can't even find words to describe it. The lightning crashed so loud. Have to get my blanket and a pillow. With my window wide open, i am so sleeping in my living room tonight.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:canan:120032</id>
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    <title>Party</title>
    <published>2007-08-01T20:17:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-01T21:37:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>blonde redhead-elephant woman</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I threw a grand party last friday. The town is still talking about it. It's funny how when you throw a party with a certain concept in Istanbul, noone gives a shit and they just come over without it, so why bother?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:canan:119621</id>
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    <title>Je parle francais, i am cool</title>
    <published>2006-12-21T14:59:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-21T14:59:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>some french version of 'i will survive'</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm at work. We have a pre newyears party tomorrow so i am mad busy. Je travaille beaucoup mais je ne suis pas fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;That's all.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:canan:119386</id>
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    <title>A good day</title>
    <published>2006-10-11T14:08:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-11T14:08:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My job rocks. I am working where i always wanted to work plus i'm making shit loads of money. Cannot complain. &lt;br /&gt;Life's going better than ever. I am taking french lessons on weekends so soon i will be speaking that fluently as well. It's 5 pm. I will be going home in about half an hour. I might stop by to get coffee on the way back home. Tomorrow i have alot of appointments and stuff to take care of. Cha.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:canan:119162</id>
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    <title>canan @ 2006-09-08T06:05:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-08T03:07:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-08T03:07:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There is myspace craziness right now. I realized that i haven't even been here in a long time.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:canan:118928</id>
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    <title>Some yada yada</title>
    <published>2006-06-20T11:38:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-20T11:38:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So i have been dealing with some hardcore burocracy for the past month.This morning i had my appointment with the Italian consolate to get a work visa.I wasn't really nervous about it to tell you the truth because i usually trust my gut feeling. I think i'm going to get it one way or another. &lt;br /&gt;I got a job with one of the most internationally wellknown knitwear companies in Italy. They're creative,very professional and dedicated to what they do which was exactly what i was looking for. Plus they deal with your visa situation and give you the necessary documents so you can apply as a foreigner which is always a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;After the appointment i was told that my file was missing one very important document so i made some phone calls as soon as i got back home and took care of it. If you want to get your stuff done fast you always need to know the right people.Fingers crossed everything seems to be taken care of for now. We'll see what happens till next tuesday.After that i'm off to wonderland.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:canan:118053</id>
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    <title>Waa waa</title>
    <published>2006-04-15T19:42:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-15T19:42:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nothing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Eda and Melissa left for Amsterdam this morning.&lt;br /&gt;It was so nice, having them over for three days.Lucky bitches went to Amsterdam. I was going to go as well but have so much shit to do.&lt;br /&gt;I wish they were still here. Waa waa.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:canan:117760</id>
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    <title>I think the tuna kicked my ass</title>
    <published>2006-04-10T23:04:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-10T23:04:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Wannadies-Hit</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So,&lt;br /&gt;had a little poisoning incident last night. After i finished eating my "delicious" tuna salad, thinking that it's healthy and what not, it decided that it didn't want to stay in my stomach for me to digest it. I was feeling really nauseous, but was still determined to go out and "party"with my friend Nur. When i went to her place, i was so fucked up that i could barely remember my own name, the next thing i remember is running to the bathroom every two minutes for the entire night. The whole aftermath of vomiting kicked my ass big time i must say. You know, the usual crying and not being able to breathe and all that. Nur was cooking and watching Jerry Maguire in the meantime and i think listening to Tom Cruise talking mixed with the smell of the food was actually what made me vomit.Hehe.Anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;When i woke up this morning i felt like someone woke me up in the middle of the night and beat the crap out of me. I could barely move a limb, and had to go to school because i have some stuff to finish before Eda and Melissa arrive. Nevertheless, i still don't feel good. I tried boiling rice and eating that so it could calm my stomach down but it didn't really help. I went to see Constant Gardener tonight. I really liked the movie actually. The art direction was pretty amazing. It's 1 in the morning, i really should sleep so i can "hopefully"wake up early in the morning and go to school.</content>
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    <title>Photo from last year, Location: Our pattern making professor's restaurant</title>
    <published>2006-03-27T23:46:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-27T23:47:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The cars- Drive</lj:music>
    <content type="html">La terrazza del principe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Veronica, Whitney, Hugo, Donna, Newman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/slowmotionblur/sv4006516ok.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:canan:117005</id>
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    <title>Sometimes</title>
    <published>2006-03-26T19:33:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-26T19:33:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my bloody valentine-to here knows when</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I simply love my bloody valentine. It's probably the one and only band you'd never get sick of listening to. Besides the beautiful music, it reminds me so much of the past, things i have done, things i have not done. 18 years old, Ali, Bodrum, the best summer of my life, watching him walking along the path, fading into the dark. My internet years, friends, glitter eyes, doc martens, getting wasted out in the nature, skipping school, me and gokhan's contemporary photography approach(god damn we're such artists hah),future plans, fashion and film, me and nazli wrestling, our endless nights of smoking our lives away, beautiful conversations, feeling good about life. Being really fuckin happy. I remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something i momentarily don't have. Something that i have always wanted to go back to.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:canan:116984</id>
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    <title>canan @ 2006-02-05T18:04:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-05T17:08:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-05T17:08:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Does anybody remember any good shoegaze/dream pop bands from the 80's and 90's besides my bloody valentine, slowdive, cocteau twins, lush, monster movie?&lt;br /&gt; Trying to think of things i used to listen to when i was on irc all the time. Things that people have suggested. I can't remember any of them.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:canan:116631</id>
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    <title>Yeeha</title>
    <published>2006-01-04T02:49:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-04T02:49:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tonight i went to pick up Maiko from the airport. She's my roommate in Italy. She'll be staying for about 5 days and i will take her around tomorrow. We're going to have a blast. The party has just begun.:)</content>
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    <title>canan @ 2006-01-02T01:11:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-01T23:15:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-01T23:15:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>aromatherapy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Oh man.&lt;br /&gt;I am really fuckin sick. &lt;br /&gt;I've been coughing all day and this stuffy nose thing is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing 10 layers and i'm barely warm.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god, my throat does not hurt anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.</content>
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    <title>canan @ 2006-01-01T12:47:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-01T12:57:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-01T12:57:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh dear.Hehe. I found the previous entry(me babbling all drunk), just now, my computer was on and it was already written, waiting to be posted. Last night i got really trashed and i guess i wrote it before i went to bed?Heh.Man.There is a big gap between me coming back home and me passing out on the bed next to my computer.&lt;br /&gt;Last night was really awesome i mean it was probably one of the best New Year's ever had.I had dinner with my parents, mom cooked her special roasted meet with mushrooms and made some salad with nuts and honey.(Believe me it's heavenly)Then we opened up the gifts under the tree. I got Adam, Nazli and Sadiye individual gifts so they came over to open up theirs as well. I like seeing the expression on people's faces when they receive a gift. I really do. &lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, everything worked out perfectly. I mean there was no traffic, and most importantly no "celebrating new year's in a taxi cab". We were at Kadri's place at 11:20 pm. There were about 20 people partying, some already really drunk and just dancing.I gave Kerem and Cemal their gifts and they loved them. I got Cemal "American Gods"by Neil Gaiman (which is my all time fav. book) .He promised me that he'd make me a dream catcher before i leave for Italy. Then i gave Kerem his present and i bought him one of those boards for little kids that you can draw on with a magnetic pen, and when you wanna erase stuff you just sweep the little handle at the bottom from left to right. We did the countdown there and hell i was drinking those huge cans of beer one after another but it just didn't do it for me. I mean it's "me" the most lightweight person in the entire universe. Anyhow afterwards i had two vodka orange juice and i was pretty damn drunk, ready for the other party. &lt;br /&gt;There was absolutely no traffic. It's amazing i mean, no traffic in Istanbul that is impossible.  When we arrived at the other party, there were a lot of people, alot of alcohol, alot of food and no glasses. So i drank my gin and tonic(it's one of my favorites) in a jar. I couldn't even move around because all these people were saying hi to me and touching my blue-green bangs. I kept hearing Eda saying "hey guys!this is the girl i've been telling you about!'. Oh by the way, Eda was the boobie girl, with her black cleavage dress she looked amazing. We left the party around 4 something if i'm not mistaken. By then i was too high and drunk to remember but the good thing about all this is that, everything worked out so smoothly and even though i was drunk i didn't feel nauseous at all, not even once, and i felt like i miss being with alot of people, celebrating something so it was pretty good. &lt;br /&gt;And this morning i woke up, and absolutely no hang over.:).I just have a soar throat because i got a little sick. Nevertheless, i got to have breakfast with my parents and it's been a good day so far.</content>
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    <title>canan @ 2006-01-01T12:46:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-01T10:48:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-01T10:48:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm so fucion trashed right now. I had a couple of cans ofd b eeer, vodka prange jhuice,weed, then gin and tonic and then more weed, i asm officially fuckied up hahhahaha. We wenrt from one party to another. It was alot of fun. I wish Benny was with me all night man. My throat kept hurting all night tonight. &lt;br /&gt;FUCK I FORGOT. I GOT AN 30 GIG IPOD WITH THE IPOD STATION FOR TRAVEDLLIMH, FUCKN.I was so happy the entire night it was unbreliavable.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY!!! I HOPE YOU HAVE ALOT OF fun. &lt;br /&gt;And i'm sick.My throat hurts. Bleh. But other than thar it was an anazubg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YHEAaarrrr!!!!!</content>
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    <title>canan @ 2005-12-31T18:50:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-31T16:53:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-31T16:53:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Genesis</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm going to be so hot tonight, i'm going to burn this whole place down. Just watch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCKUHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah.</content>
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    <title>canan @ 2005-12-30T03:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-30T02:09:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-30T02:09:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just got back from Kerem's and it's 3 am. I could sleep but i just chose not to, for a while. My face broke out like crazy tonight i don't know what happened. Might be something i ate, but i didn't consume too much of anything. Strange.&lt;br /&gt;When Adam and Nazli came over today, as soon as they walked through our door my mom accidentally touched the lamp we have in the hall way, what do you know it was unscrewed so the whole glass thing crashed into million pieces on the floor. Later on we told Adam jokingly that breaking a lamp for a guest is a turkish tradition and that we do this for every single person who comes to visit us for the first time. It was hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;We went over to Kerem's, hung out a little bit then watched Napoleon Dynamite. It was so fuckin hilarious that i kept laughing histerically for an hour straight.&lt;br /&gt;Well tomorrow is the last day before new years and i still need to buy some more stuff before the insane party on saturday night. I have to think about what i can get for Kerem and Cemal. I'll probably walk around Taksim for a little bit and see if i see anything interesting as a gift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You freakin idiot!!!Erghhhh....</content>
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    <title>Mission complete</title>
    <published>2005-12-29T15:07:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-29T15:07:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yesterday was just fuckin great. I don't know what it is, really, there's something about yesterday that was amazing. I came back home from Tugba's and took a shower, then headed to Profilo( just some mall here)to meet up with my mom.I did some new years shopping for myself, for the ones i love. I got this kickass pair of turkish pants(you know those pants with a really low crotch part that's drapey, it kind of looks like you just shit your pants.Hehehe.C'mon it's too hilarious not to mention. Anyhow, then i got a nice black top that is very minimalistic, just straight down, kind of long on one side, asymmetrical. I don't really shop all the time because i can't really say that i find things that are worthy of my attention, so when i buy things(clothing mostly) it's something unique, utilitarian, and designwise, something smart.&lt;br /&gt;After that i got Nazli and Adam some gifts that i think they're really going to like. I decided that i'm pretty darn good at buying or making gifts for people because i tend to know what they really really like, just by observing. I guess that's the only time when i'm not so indecisive. Shit. I just realized. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe Adam came to Istanbul today. I'm so freakin excited it's unbeliavable. You see, i haven't seen this man in like two years and i love him dearly. Today i went to the famous grand bazaar. My parents needed to buy a gigantic patchwork carpet for the living room and i needed to get some fabrics for the fashion show. While i was checking out some accessories, i came across to these beautiful, absolutely amazing pair of old Turkmenistan shoes. They weren't that expensive either and most importantly, that'll be just the right choice for the fashion show. I might buy them before i leave for Italy. I also discovered some places where the worldwide famous fashion designers such as Oscar de la Renta and John Galiano buy their fabrics. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;I also bought myself a pair of old turkish earrings that are rather heavy to wear but they're beautiful. I just got back home,dead tired, but i'd defenitely go for a bottle of beer right about now.</content>
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    <title>Everybody's waiting</title>
    <published>2005-12-23T11:59:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-23T11:59:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sia-breathe me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I finally got to watch the last episode of Six Feet Under last night. I guess Six Feet Under is about the only show that people(the ones around me especially) can't help but watch, even it means getting choked up in tears over and over and over. I mean, seriously, i felt like someone or something was strangling me, and i was "this"close to getting choked up in tears. The drama was too overwhelming that i almost started crying in the beginning of the episode, before they even said a word. &lt;br /&gt;I thought it was a pretty good ending..although i'm not so sure about the last part..the fast forward in time and they're all old. It was a little bit cheesy. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm having a pretty productive winter break i must say. I'm making things for my graduation fashion show, some accessories, and developing some fabrics etc. Istanbul is just insane with all these secret places you discover that sell all sorts of junk. I can't wait to go to Grand Bazaar. Old carpets, and lanterns and jewellery and fabrics. &lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, Eda is coming on 25th(because she's baby Jesus), Adam's coming on the 29th (because that was the only cheap flight he could find) and my roommate is coming on 3rd of January(she will have to pay 15 euros extra for the fuel once she arrives at the airport and yes i'm serious). That's what happens when you travel with a noname airlines i guess. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;So we need to make some plans for new years if we don't want to celebrate it in the taxi cab again. (We've been doing that for the past 3 years or so)and believe me it's not pleasant, it just constantly blows up in your face. The streets will be packed, there will be ass grabbers everywhere, rednecks trying to dance with you.Aaaa. I can see it coming. We'll just go to Eda's friend's party a little earlier than usual and get shitfaced right around midnight.&lt;br /&gt;Nazli's coming over soon so we'll watch some family guy together, but untill then i'll drink coffee and read some Anansi Boys.</content>
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    <title>Ay cok heyecanliyim(i'm so excited)</title>
    <published>2005-12-17T05:18:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-17T05:18:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>M83</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Eve gidyorum.Yasasin!:)&lt;br /&gt;(I'm going back home.Yay!:))&lt;br /&gt;Haha.This is the most pointless translation ever.</content>
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    <title>Good times</title>
    <published>2005-12-16T01:20:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-16T01:20:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So i finished the portfolio successfully and had my presentation this morning.Ofcourse only sleeping for an hour or two every night for the past week took its toll on me at one point,for instance during other people's presentations i was falling asleep standing(i'm not kidding you)for a minute or two.Although,the whole thing went fine.The technical drawings(garments drawn flat on paper with measurements)i did very professionally this time and printed them on orange valum paper.They came out awesome.Come to think of it,removable spray mount became my best friend.Unfortunately,it's impossible for me to take the portfolio back home because the lady's going to grade them during the break.But no worries,i took billion pictures to cover up for it:)&lt;br /&gt;It's weird that i somehow don't feel like i got this big weight off my shoulders.I think in general, this year's just like one big semester.Now we have the fashion show coming up and i won't have knitwear classes next semester with AnnaMaria anymore.(She's my kickass knitwear teacher).It's so amazing to work with her because she's so good at what she's doing.Those knitting machines would get blocked on your ass and your work would fall off of it,that lady always has a way to put it back on.(Just imagine 100 tiny little needles knitting and her,putting 100 loops back on those needles).She's been so increadibly nice to me this semester and i think the main reason is because i improved so much.I'm her favorite knitwear student now and this is amazing,because you can see it in her eyes that she has so much faith in you.She has asked me how long i was going to stay in italy after school and i really don't know right now but then she said"Canan if you stay here you will be tremendously successful one day,just like me"hehe she's pretty "modest"too i must say.Our attitude changed towards eachother,i don't get frustrated as much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;My body is so achy that i feel like i exercised for a month straight and i still need to write a 5 page paper.Of yeter be.</content>
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    <title>canan @ 2005-12-14T01:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-14T00:37:39Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Commercials</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ok after this mini break,back to work.&lt;br /&gt;My portfolio looks so kick ass that i don't think anybodyelse's could top it.Seriously.You wany creativity?It's there.You want extremely anal meticulous work?It's there.You want kick ass digital imagery?Oh it's there alright.I think i'm going to be done sooner than i think i'd be and yes i might take wednesday night off.Oh my god.Taking a day off before handing in a project!!!You have to understand,it barely happens to me.Hehe.I can actually sleep!Like real sleep.Like 39349230525 hours of sleep.Man how i want it right now.Next week this time,i'm going to be home chillin with muh homies.(yes i like saying it all ghetto).I'm spending alot of time,putting the fabric boards together.I have a big confrontation tomorrow.I couldn't go to class last wednesday because i had to go to the hospital.Appearantly,our professor was pissed at me or something.She thinks it's no excuse.Once again,i realize that i really dislike people who're anal about every single thing in life.See,being anal,to a certain extend is alright,even good at times,but those kinds of people never really give themselves a break let alone giving you one.No excuses,this should've been done blah blah blah blah blah.How about you chill the fuck out and take things as they come.Shit happens.And on another note,redbull really does look like piss.&lt;br /&gt;Orospular neden online olmuyosunuz lan??Gunlerdir bakiyorum internete yoksunuz eehehheheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work.</content>
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    <title>canan @ 2005-12-04T22:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-04T22:06:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-05T03:01:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Bacagimda hayvan gibi yara var tavuk gibi yuruyorum,yanagimi sivrisinek soktu,igrencim,odam da oyle,oturmus manyak maticulously flats ciziyorum kafayi yemek uzereyim aaaaAAAAaAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaagh ebenin ami.Ma che cazzo ci hanno dato un sacco di compiti, non riesco a finire un cazzo.Ma che stronzi che hanno voluto ottanta figuri in un libro di cazzo che e piu piccolo di un cazzo di maiale.MA CHE PALLE.Questo portfolio di cazzo Lisa puo ficcarselo nel culo.How many times can one write cazzo in one short paragraph?This many.</content>
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