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  <title>Wow.</title>
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  <description>An indescribable oppression, which seems to generate in some unfamiliar part of my consciousness, fills my whole being with a vague anguish. Its like a shadow, like a mist passing across my soul&apos;s summer day. Its strange and unfamiliar; it&apos;s a mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t been here in a really long time. It&apos;s so amazing the things you can find when just browsing around. So i guess i pretty much have no life. But thats not new. I have nothing to complain about, i mean.. Yeah i experience sadness because of loss of friends and lack of a social life. But the way i see it sadness is nothing close to devastation and well devastation is the thing to worry about. So until I&apos;m devastated and I&apos;m not complaining about HIGH SCHOOL drama related popularity contests then i guess ill just shy away from the endless rants on how I NEED friends and how i have no one. I may not have very many friends but the ones i have i cherish and care for deeply. Who&apos;s counting friends and acquaintances anyhow, i guess the whole world lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus i conclude this ranting without the ranting part entry by saying; I do not sit here and inwardly un-braid life, lamentating at Fate, which has directed my footsteps to the path which they have taken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good memories i keep close to heart but the past is the past, im over it. Live in the present and live life to the fullest; i say. Shy away from the future go ahead its not hard. But remember one thing your decisions now HAVE EVERYTHING to do with your future so make good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s 4:30 am sleep should come easy now that i&apos;ve gotten a few things off my mind.</description>
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