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  <updated>2007-02-15T03:15:13Z</updated>
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    <title>Valentine' Day</title>
    <published>2007-02-14T00:29:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-15T03:15:13Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;The most pointless and dreaded holiday of all has once again crept up on us. What might i be speaking of? Valentines of Course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Most Commercial holiday of all. The day created by Card, Chocolate, and Flower companies all over the country with the only purpose of mass marketing their products and making vast amount of profit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines Day is to serve as a day where those in love happen to give each other gifts to show exactly what they feel for each other, and how much they so happen to love each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When actually paying attention to this definition of this "holiday," it is clearly&amp;nbsp; noticeable just how commercial it is.&lt;br /&gt;It only serves to sell merchandise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one happens to&amp;nbsp; be truly in love with someone, one should not need this so called special day to confess or show their love.&lt;br /&gt;True Love should be shown or confessed any day, there truly serves no reason to even have a Valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you truly need a day to show that special someone how affectionate you are towards them, then that just goes to show you your love is not pure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Holiday should not be needed in order for you to be affectionate towards that significant other, Love should be shown any day where ever you might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Love does not need a reason for a day like Valentines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Total Eclipse Of the Heart</title>
    <published>2007-02-13T05:27:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-13T05:34:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once upon a time I was falling in love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But now I'm only falling apart &lt;br /&gt;Nothing I can do &lt;br /&gt;A total eclipse of the heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time there was light in my life &lt;br /&gt;But now there's only love in the dark &lt;br /&gt;Nothing I can say &lt;br /&gt;A total eclipse of the heart&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt; 
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    <title>My Day</title>
    <published>2007-01-20T02:19:18Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Fridays are to be the Greatest day out of the entire week. From the Get-Go i figured this day to be somewhat interesting and not boring at all. This was due to the fact that of course, its Friday, the last day of School. And the Renaissance Assembly was scheduled to take place today. I was rather content about this, for the reason that i believed that i would receive a Plaque  because i had received a 4.3 GPA the previous semester. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started like any other, went to 0 per. and was late just like any other day. Took a quiz and a vocabulary test, nothing out of the ordinary. Then came First Period. Work from the previous weeks was being passed out, I got my Binder Check from Last week, i read the score. It was a 140 out of 200. I was in complete awe. I had never received any score like this. When i read the comments I immediately realized I had been caught in the act of changing my dates. I had been using the same notes for the past month! And never had any of the tutors realized what i was doing. I had also received a 75 out of 150 in this weeks binder check. It had finally hit me that this had without a doubt dropped my grade to a B, causing my GPA to perhaps drop down to a 3.8.&lt;br /&gt;I was MAD! At the time not knowing whether i was mad at myself, or at the tutor! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passing period came,and went to Second Per. Then, obviously to Third. This i believed would bring up  me previous distress, seeing as how this was when the Renaissance Assembly would occur. The teacher was being distrustful of the students, not willing to believe that we did indeed needed to attend the assembly. I really wanted to attend, mainly because i wanted to receive my Plaque. The Folders to attend finally arrived and we were able to attend the assembly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When entering the Gym i hastily noticed that my name along with other friends and classmates was not written in the 4.0 section, and was instead written in the 3.0 section. The first thing that came into my head was "they had to have made a mistake." When they called the 4.0 Juniors up, i was anxiously waiting as to whether my name would be called up or not. Unfortunately it was not. Several friends and I had decided to Complain, but that would have had to wait until after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch came, i was rather saddened due to the fact about the previous things that had occurred. A lower grade in First Period, and Now, No plaque or award whatsoever, except a worthless folder and 2 coupons for Pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth Period came, and i had decide to eat some chips, and asked the teacher to give me the Tapatio we had left in his room. He had an absurd idea about taking "shots" of Tapatio. At first i had decided not to, and then i though, "whats the worst that could happen?" and then decided to give it a shot. After about 4 spoons or so, the sauce was getting to me, i had a stomachache, and my throat felt a burning sensation. I decided to give up. And was pinched by the teacher and 2 other guys. They kept on going until they finished the Bottle. I was in awe of seeing as how they were able to manage to do such thing. My stomach was still hurting and kind of felt like vomiting, but never actually did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon the day was over and after school came, and me and 2 friends from 6th per. decided to go over there and complained about not getting honored in the Assembly, but once getting there a friend informed us that we would not receive a plaque or anything of the sort, because they were only counting unweighted grades because otherwise it would be unfair to the rest of the students. I seriously thought this was an absurd excuse. I went home, still pretty mad about what had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now here i am, in my room, still a bit mad about the events that occurred today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day was nothing like i had expected it.</content>
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    <title>1st Post</title>
    <published>2007-01-13T21:29:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-13T22:17:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was bored. So... i decided to add a layout to this and to post my first Post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here it is</content>
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