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  <title>Aye there&apos;s the rub</title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Feb 2004 22:39:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>**A Smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks.&lt;br /&gt;So don&apos;t let the little things bug you.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it were only as simple as that. Sometimes, the little things can bug you more than the big things. Because with the big things, you have a reason to be hurt, and to frown. But with the little things, people tend to just tell you it&apos;s no big deal just get over it. But sometimes, you just want to scream, or cry, or hide from those things. But are afraid to because you know it&apos;s a stupid reason to. I wish that life was simple. But unfortunately, it&apos;s far from that. Life is the most confusing thing there is. Not boys, not girls, not friends, not family....but all of that combined. Life...is one big concept that is so difficult to grasp. There&apos;s no simple road to take, no better way of life. Everyone thinks that &quot;the grass is greener on the other side.&quot; Well, you know what, it isn&apos;t. I&apos;ve been on two different sides of life, and you know what, they both suck at times just as much as the other.  So, life isn&apos;t all that it&apos;s cracked up to be. And I&apos;m sure...everyone at some point in their life, loved their life (even just a little) and hated their life and wished that they were someone else or something different (even just a little.)</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 23 Dec 2003 02:06:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Sitting in my room looking out my window, I realize so many things have changed. I look around my neighborhood to where familiar houses were, and I realize that I don&apos;t know anyone who lives in them now. It&apos;s no longer the bon&apos;s, Halaas&apos;s, Lawhead&apos;s, and Ross&apos;s, but others whom I&apos;m almost afraid to get to know. I know they won&apos;t replace anyone, but I have to many memories in this neightborhood. Some sad, some happy, but all good. I look at the pond where the tree forts used to be and where the boys in our neighborhood decided the girls weren&apos;t cool enough to share a fort with, so they built a new one. (Ours was better)But those trees have fallen, along with any others that could have been great for tree forts. I go to the park where we used to play hide and seek and capture the flag. But, there&apos;s no shurbs to hide in and it&apos;s more like trails then finding places to go on your own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even at my house things have changed. I no longer sit by my window and wonder what would happen if I threw my barbie out of it, but what would happen to me? If I can remember so many good times in my life, how come I&apos;m still questioning it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My childhood was far from perfect, but I was usually a happy child, what changed? Did I too, like my neighborhood grow up and realize outside of my &quot;saftey box&quot; or childhood, there&apos;s a world of hurt? A world of hurt that I just don&apos;t want to experiance? A place people try to move away from to try and avoid. But, unfortunately, even if you move away from your problems, the memories are what hurt you the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories which can pierce through a sould. Memories which make you want to take that plunge. That plunge away from the world of hurt. And that place is different for everyone. It could be to some unknown place to everyone around you, like the Ross&apos;s, to a new state, like the Bon&apos;s, a new city, like the Lawhead&apos;s, a new neighborhood close by, like the Halaas&apos;s, or...just out your window....</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 02 Dec 2003 02:41:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>The holiday season has started. And each year around this time, a certain feeling comes over me. I was driving my friend home today, and I was looking around her neighborhood. And already, so many people have started putting up lights. Sometimes I just want to stop, and soak in all of this beauty majestic feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday season I think I appreciate the beauty of this time of year more than I ever have. Each house looks so different, and has their own unique style and beauty. It&apos;s amazing how something so little, like lights, can put someone in such a thought provoking mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to my friend Nick the other day. And he was asking me that when they come up to visit, am I afraid that someone (meaning Alex) would try something. I responded with. &quot;No, why?&quot; And he told me that lights change things. And I didn&apos;t quite understand it then. But now, I do. Seeing all of these houses with lights and even just the crisp cool air, add to this magical feeling that is so hard describe. It makes people change in a way for the better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this time of year. Everything it has in store I just can&apos;t wait. Of course, it would always be better if it&apos;d snowed and that I&apos;d have someone special to share this with, but those things come in time, and I will get my wish, eventually....</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Nov 2003 03:26:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Happy Thanksgiving</description>
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