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  <title>- UNDEAD -</title>
  <subtitle>~ The world of Kaerimichi ~</subtitle>
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    <name>000beloved000</name>
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  <updated>2008-07-16T06:16:09Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:000beloved000:1922</id>
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    <title>000beloved000 @ 2008-07-16T09:09:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-16T06:16:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-16T06:16:09Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>That's what you get - Paramore (by radio)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Holy shit and fuck. The Corel Drawn broke too! Now we don't have anything to do in work and... I WANNA GO HOME. Why everything wants to broke on me?&amp;nbsp;I'll lock myself somewhere where isn't anything. And what pisses me off the most is that fact that I can't fix these things by myself, argh! Even though Zero's blog cheered me up a bit, still... Why?&amp;nbsp;What I'll do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also heard my dear one goes to Sweden tomorrow and I miss her already, those two days will be a living hell for me, for us. But it's not like we're dead, so&amp;nbsp;I think we'll make it. It's better to miss her than just not feeling anything at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll write something, maybe, it's not like I have anything better to do. For once I hope our boss will come and... ARGH! Maybe she'll say again that there's nothing to do and we can go home. Then I could watch Lord of the rings: The return of the king.</content>
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    <title>000beloved000 @ 2008-07-14T21:29:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-14T18:39:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-15T05:22:48Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;I guess my phone's gonna be broken, again. It has some buttoms that won't go down, no matter how hard I push them. And my television has some problems with it's screen and my PS 2... They decided to break, all at same time. And I don't have money. This is just my luck. But if my PS 2 gonna be broken, I'll wait 'til I have enough of money for PS 3. It pisses me off too that when one platform has been in sell for some time, they'd do another, better platform with price and there will be no games for that latter platform. That pisses me off, it's like taking money from people.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty fun at work today. Me and Katja are pervs, you can't get away from it. One word: car. And boss. Yuck. And then I chuckled the rest day because of Despa comics. And read some comments for my fics. And then I went at home at 3.00 P.M. 'cause our boss left early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At thursday I'm supposed to visit my school and take a tour there. I was also accepted into Valkeala, which is good thing too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my wife.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:000beloved000:1379</id>
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    <title>000beloved000 @ 2008-07-14T12:45:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-14T09:49:52Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Well, now I'm pissed off. I understand that people just want to take care of me, threw some possibilities at me. But if I'd need help, I'd ask for it. I know what I want from my destiny and nobody else knows it better. That just pisses me off. It's not like I can't take care of myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my skirt... Katja promised to fix it at home and of course, I asked for price because it's her free-time and all. But she just said that she does it because she's my friend and she won't be taking any money. And then she asked if I want her to buy me some sweets and stuff so... She's a very sweet person.</content>
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    <title>000beloved000 @ 2008-07-14T11:21:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-14T08:28:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-14T08:29:58Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I overslept today a little... I went two hours late to work and was quite nervous because my boss is what she is. But all she said to me was: "Night are for sleeping." and then she gave to me job, to fill up some letters. Then me and Katja washed the car and now I'm supposed to post those letters.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going to shop, I need more drinks and sweets.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't got the time to see the doctor today but I think I'll do it tomorrow, if I remember.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:000beloved000:877</id>
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    <title>Perfect now.</title>
    <published>2008-07-13T19:55:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-13T19:56:08Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Sinner - Deathgaze</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;I'm quite happy right now, it finally feels like I'm gonna be human again. A human with feelings. It finally feels like my life's gonna clear up a bit. I've finally found someone that I care most. I want to protect her, keep her close, comfort her... I can't stop thinking about her and honestly, it scares the shit outta me 'cause... But I think if two just love each other strong enough, they'll be able to cross everything on their way, no matter what that everything is. And if I can't ever get her, she'll still be my dear, we've been through a lot together and I don't feel like abandoning her in any cause. I'm quite shy and calm person but if someone threaths her... That someone gotta get through me first. If we'll end up being just friends, that'll still be like that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I almost fainted today in our kitchen. I also lost my sight for couple of minutes and then I had to lean against the fridge to get enough of strenght back so I was able to return to my room and lay down a little. There's nothing new about that but when I almost fell to the floor... Well, it got me eating. There are healthier way to lose weight than this. I'm not gonna have some fucking eating disease too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like playing my guitar but... *sigh* Maybe I'll post some fics into Lafi and then go to sleep, even though I'm not tired. Or then I'll watch another movie, who knows.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also feel like calling sick. My throath feel pretty bad and those wounds on my hand... Well, I'll see what I'll do.</content>
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    <title>Hello, I guess.</title>
    <published>2008-07-13T11:56:09Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Actually, this is my thirth livejournal-account... What happened to those two?&amp;nbsp;Well, I had a fight my childhood-friend and... I'm a&amp;nbsp;coward and I'm trying to avoid her? Yeah, that's pretty much like it. And what happened to that other? Well... I don't&amp;nbsp;know myself. Maybe&amp;nbsp;this&amp;nbsp;is like turning a new page in my life?&amp;nbsp;Again, heh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like an adult now, I don't know the reason, though. I hope my school'll start soon, I want to&amp;nbsp;move already!&amp;nbsp;*laugh* I want to get away from home, I want my own peace. But at 24th of July&amp;nbsp;I'm gonna see my best friend, and I'd&amp;nbsp;return home at 31th&amp;nbsp;of July, so I'm kinda happy. I'm sure we're gonna have some great time&amp;nbsp;together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be cooking now or cleaning my room up, but I don't feel like it. I feel like being lazy&amp;nbsp;bum again, to be honest. *laugh* So what should I do... I feel like text messaging my&amp;nbsp;ZERO, I miss her pretty bad. And then I&amp;nbsp;WOULD&amp;nbsp;clean up, before I'd have to go to shower. And then I'd go to walk or something, that've&amp;nbsp;become my new habbit, because of yesterday when I was pretty pissed off...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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