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  <title>chronic daydreaming.</title>
  <subtitle>it's more productive than you think.</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Sam</name>
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  <updated>2009-11-09T10:56:04Z</updated>
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    <title>asofterworld&amp;lt;3</title>
    <published>2009-11-09T10:55:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-09T10:56:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hell - tegan &amp; sara</lj:music>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chismes:1930</id>
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    <title>i love you, paramore</title>
    <published>2009-09-26T23:39:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-26T23:39:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>brick by boring brick - paramore&lt;3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">brand new eyes is fucking magnificent.&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chismes:1747</id>
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    <title>chismes @ 2009-08-26T21:28:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-27T05:15:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-27T05:19:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>get around - killola</lj:music>
    <content type="html">- open periods are a gift from the gods of ap students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i still haven't gotten my driver's permit. why am i so lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ap physics is amazing, my teacher is amazing, and i understand it very well, hence its amazingness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ap language and composition can stick an mla handbook up its ass, which would work out fine because those bitches at the modern language association are anal as hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ap us history is actually very interesting, to my pleasant surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- honors pre-calc is the most boring shit on earth. why they create a class to review two years of math when honors students are smart enough to remember it, i'll never know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- this semester i'll have a 4.7, which means i'll finally be able to break the top 10 in class ranking after being number 14 for the longest time last year because i took modern civ instead of ap euro (but all my friends died in that class, so yay for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i'm burning so many calories at tennis that i have to eat four meals a day, which almost makes up for playing in 100-degree weather for two hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- speaking of burning calories, my metabolism has magically returned after a three-month hiatus, causing me to rapidly lose 6 pounds in the span of 4 days of tennis practice (and now i'm burnt as hell, but that comes with the territory)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- also returning after a three-month hiatus is my tendency to overheat very quickly, as i learned last week when i almost passed out at practice doing running drills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i have three different tan lines on my feet from sandals, pant legs, and tennis shoes (not worn simultaneously, of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i have three different tan lines on my arms from t-shirts, tank tops, and bra straps (again, not worn simultaneously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i have gotten hit with tennis balls skyrocketing at me at like, 40 mph a total of four times in the past week (arm, chest, leg, shoulder), leaving a nice array of purple bruises on my person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i enjoy coming home after school and having oceanup, perez, failblog, graphjam, engrish funny, probably bad news, nostalgic win, totally looks like, and three/four pages of lj entries to distract me for half an hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i now get an average of 3.4 hours of sleep a night, yay for sleep deprivation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- while i thought my increasingly depressed mood was somewhat overcome over summer, it is now back in full force after returning to school &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- speaking of, my friends find my increased cynical/sarcastic remarks to be a wild laugh riot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- they do not, however, enjoy the fact that they have to say my name three times and clap their hands in front of my face in order to get my attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i have to go see my pedatrician (because my mother still considers me a child)-slash-psychologist soon, which means i have to listen to another 2-hour-long diatribe about my type-a personality and how i will soon hit the metaphorical wall, give in to peer pressure, and fall down a never-ending slope of despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i am becoming increasingly adept at writing with my left hand, a.k.a. a beneficial product of procrastination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- twitter has lost its sparkle. if i didn't adore those goddamn disney kids so much, i would have one less thing keeping me from doing my homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i will peepee in my pants when my deluxe box set of brand new eyes arrives in the mail on september 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- firefox add-ons make me happy, particularly that youtube-to-ipod downloader one that has led to a complete collection of paramore music videos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the off-campus pass that comes along with me being a junior has caused me to waste shitloads of my parent's money on various fast food items&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- lj has also lost its sparkle, but for slightly different (but more valid) reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i will now end this list before someone kills me </content>
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