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  <updated>2007-06-11T12:16:08Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dramatitis:4931</id>
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    <title>Strange weekend</title>
    <published>2007-06-11T12:16:08Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-11T12:16:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Strange weekend....&amp;nbsp; In March a friend who i was seeing daily suddenly decided she had had enough and broke contact (a bit more complicated but thats the gist of it) and of all the people we had both seen over the last 8 months and kept in contact with only one called me and asked my point of view....&amp;nbsp; First i was happy...&amp;nbsp; then after it was so hard reaching her i though maybe she was just kidding or trying to get information... so in the weekend she all of a sudden called me and we went to the movies...&amp;nbsp; it was nice...&amp;nbsp; and i felt happy :-)... she also told me that M misses me...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; maybe the split is not final...&amp;nbsp; im only worried that if we do ever make up its going to be different... normal friendship...&amp;nbsp; i dont want that...&amp;nbsp; so what to do....&amp;nbsp; perfection is close...&amp;nbsp; yet so far......... ow... and i made sushi.. it EASY!!! well i just made salmon sushi... so nothing too fancy....&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dramatitis:4616</id>
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    <title>Vice President</title>
    <published>2007-05-18T07:04:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-18T07:04:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So today i read an email from the VP EMEA...&amp;nbsp; saying :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000080" size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Although this is good data (obviously, I don’t agree with all of the assertions that you are not being paid for these activities but I am fed up explaining it when you will not listen), it is not what I asked for or need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has never talked to me....&amp;nbsp; fucking asshole...&amp;nbsp; he just fucked up a contract and doesnt want his boos to know!!!&amp;nbsp; Well fuck him... When im the ruler of the universe he will be on my deadlist...&amp;nbsp; And Mary's GM as welll....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking bully...&amp;nbsp; my day started so good and is now ruined.......&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dramatitis:4450</id>
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    <title>thieves</title>
    <published>2007-05-09T09:41:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-09T09:41:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Some people cant deal with people having more them than in a normal way...&amp;nbsp; they feel like stealing is a normal practice to get what you want...&amp;nbsp; I think they are filth....&amp;nbsp; Especially if they steal personal belongings or break into someones personal domain...&amp;nbsp; do the few hunderd they make selling stolen shit make up for the insecurity people who get robbed feel? not to mention the cost and hassle it takes&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;get things repaired that they broke in the process...&amp;nbsp; also the police...&amp;nbsp; useless...&amp;nbsp; they want you to file a report only&amp;nbsp; so they can get more funding......&amp;nbsp; not so they can catch someone...&amp;nbsp; and they wonder why they are not respected anymore...&amp;nbsp; all they can do is write tickets...&amp;nbsp; so to both the police and the criminals....&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;be a man and get a real job!!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dramatitis:4248</id>
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    <title>dramatitis @ 2007-05-07T01:26:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-06T23:30:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-06T23:52:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">why do people who dont spend any attention to their girlfriend find someone who is commited to them....&amp;nbsp; i dont get it...&amp;nbsp; today i ran into my best friends husband in the cinema... he was alone...&amp;nbsp; he didnt know i was going to go out with his wife...&amp;nbsp; but because he showed up i had to cancel... fuck...&amp;nbsp; i dont get him.. he is like a little child...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; im not in love with my best friend but for the first time im wondering why doesnt she dump him...&amp;nbsp; why of all men did she choose this guy???&amp;nbsp; that spends sunday night alone while his wife wants to go out??????? i dont get it..... i might never do.....&amp;nbsp;(ps i hope she never does... cause dispite his fault he does love her...&amp;nbsp; and gives her the freedom to go out with me....)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; aaaaaaaaaaaargh</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dramatitis:3968</id>
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    <title>stupid</title>
    <published>2007-05-04T14:02:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-04T14:02:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Had sex with my ex on wednesday....&amp;nbsp; Now she thinks she has a chance on a relationship again... stupid stupid stupid.....&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dramatitis:3711</id>
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    <title>accepting</title>
    <published>2007-05-03T08:21:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-03T08:21:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yesterday I think i accepted her leaving me...&amp;nbsp; Either if she would want to have contact again it just would not be the same..&amp;nbsp; We had trust and that is gone now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She left me because she had deep feelings...&amp;nbsp; Seems arrogant but it isnt...&amp;nbsp; I would never say soemthing like that lightly..&amp;nbsp; I could have made her happy..&amp;nbsp; Which she aknowleged a couple of times...&amp;nbsp; But she just could not accept falling in love with anyone and commiting herself... I changed her...&amp;nbsp; I believe for the better...&amp;nbsp; And I might be one of 2 or 3 people that knew everything from her....&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time to move on... yesterday i went out with someone and parked in the same parking garage as when i would go out with her... And walked past the same places we went out (didnt go in though)....&amp;nbsp; I halve expected to see her inside but i didnt...&amp;nbsp; I felt sad...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&amp;nbsp; Yesterday i visited a aunt of mine...&amp;nbsp; Her daughter (my cousin) has a 6 months baby..... I went in... picked him up.. fed him... and put him to sleep....&amp;nbsp; and left :-) (without interacting with the people there)...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Feels so great putting a baby to sleep..... I felt so proud cause he never falls asleep so quickly (felt trust and that he felt safe in my arms).... (but then im an expert in those things :-p)&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dramatitis:3443</id>
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    <title>Lonely</title>
    <published>2007-05-02T08:25:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-02T08:25:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Being lonely makes you do stupid stuff... And makes you risking losing everything you have without thinking about it.......</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dramatitis:3326</id>
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    <title>grenoble</title>
    <published>2007-05-01T14:58:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-01T14:58:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am going to Grenoble...&amp;nbsp; If I do good at this meeting than I might get noticed by senior management.....&amp;nbsp; time to rise up to the occasion....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dramatitis:2823</id>
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    <title>The weekend he married......</title>
    <published>2007-05-01T10:03:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-01T10:03:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;So the wedding is done..&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He is finally a married guy… lots of stress..&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;lots of fun… lots of family..&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;no privacy…. So much going on…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;So first of all…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;my appartement.. haven’t seen in about a week… I hope everything is still in one piece… or at least my carpet and my 50 inch plasma… and my Siemens appliances by Porsche….&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ah yes stuff.. not important but it would be a bitch replacing them!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Second family…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;some of my family really helped and gave so much love…I have had fun everyday just hanging with family members and laughing about stupid stuff… I really have a good bond with my brothers if I compare to other people I know….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Other family members need help… and they need it NOW….&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If I ever wonder why im screwed up I don’t have to look far…. They can be evil…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;and complain about stuff that doesn’t matter…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The have no personal life or friends…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;their life is empty and they somehow blame us…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;all they have is their money…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;the outside world might be envious of their lives but I know better.. and they know I know….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;My best friend, I love her to bits…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;on Sunday though she got a bit to drunk and was complaining how horny she was… and was commenting about my cousins how hot they were (she is married and her husband was the DJ at this party)…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;so of course I took care of her (which some people mistook for me having a relation with her)…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;SO after the party we were going to celebrate queensday…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;but it soon became to obvious that she was a bit to drunk so we went to her place… She just rented it recently and just has two matrasses in it…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;She first went to her old place to get some stuff to stay over but as we were driving to her new place she asked her husband if he could drop her home afterwards and I was thinking wtf did I come so far for this?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;So we started to chat but after an hour I was getting sleepy…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And her husband was like ok lets go…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was like thinking… huh…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;you are leaving me here alone???&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But she was staying.. and he NOT!!!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He was worried however were I was sleeping…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;so he was like saying to my best friend here are the blnkets go to sleep and he will sleep in that room….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;However as soon as he left she got some energy and said don’t mind him come sleep next to me…. (ok so I should have said no but…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have a thing with sleeping alone…) So we did (remember she was horny from all the alcohol)…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;and we started talking (we used to talk every day till 4 in the morning on the phone every night…) and at a moment she started grinding her behind against my hand (which was sticking out…)…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;but she thought it was something else…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;cause after a while she said you need a cold shower… I wanted to touch her really bad…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;but I need her as a friend…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;she is the only one that not only puts up with my complaints but also enjoys spending time with me… and I already lost a good friend (although maybe a similar sitiation completely different)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;I do wonder if something happened if we could still be friends… I don’t think so from&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;her side (she loves her husband)…..&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;but I also think… WTF why did her husband leave us alone when he knew his wife was horny???&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And even though im her best friend im till a guy…. Nobody knows that we slept in one bed…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I don’t want anybody to think she is bad or anything… cause nothing happened and even if I wanted I believe she would have stopped me….&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But he should make more effort in the bedroom… Its his job…. And just saying im tired just doesn’t cut it this day and age….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Everyone wants me to get married badly.. wish they would just leave me alone in this issue… its my choice my life period…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Wednesday an ex is staying over…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;and im thinking should I have sex or not….&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Will she want to have sex or not… questions questions….. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Also sleeping next to someone without having sex…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;it that cheating? (I wouldn’t like if a girlfriend of mine did it)&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But should I say no when someone suggests it?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Or is it their responsibility? I need a girlfriend… this is getting so complicated…… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dramatitis:2655</id>
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    <title>Wedding</title>
    <published>2007-04-27T07:55:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-27T07:55:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My brother is getting married.... So much to do....&amp;nbsp; Sooooooooo much to do......... Need a holiday!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dramatitis:2463</id>
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    <title>:-)</title>
    <published>2007-04-27T07:54:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-27T07:54:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So yesterday I was happy...&amp;nbsp; then at noon i got a text from her asking if i could call her...&amp;nbsp; I was thinking, what does she need now??? But she wanted me to call to appologize!!! She sounded really uncomforable.... And still doesnt want contact BUT...&amp;nbsp; At least we finally could have a conversation without her spitting venom...&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dramatitis:2099</id>
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    <title>happy</title>
    <published>2007-04-26T08:02:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-26T08:02:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today im happy...&amp;nbsp; its been a month maybe since ive woke up and not feel like shit...&amp;nbsp; today i was that there was a bunjee jump rig in Amsterdam on Sunday... And we always said we would go jump together.... Now she will be in Amsterdam and&amp;nbsp;I will be....&amp;nbsp; And she will probably go jumping with someone else...&amp;nbsp; But still today i dont care...&amp;nbsp; cause i have tried my best...&amp;nbsp; and given my all...&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dramatitis:1926</id>
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    <title>unfair</title>
    <published>2007-04-24T16:01:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-24T16:01:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i have been friends with someone for 8 months...&amp;nbsp;we saw each other 4 times a week and would go out till 3 or 4 in the morning nearly each time...&amp;nbsp; we experienced a lot together..&amp;nbsp; and now she abandoned me....&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did xtc and slept at a friends place...&amp;nbsp; she says she saw me touch myself and got so scared and dissapointed with me...&amp;nbsp; now she doesnt want to do anything with me.. . thing is...&amp;nbsp; i didnt do it...&amp;nbsp; she says i planned doing this which is just plain stupid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday she send a text message saying she misses me...&amp;nbsp; but she still does not want contact...&amp;nbsp; today all hell broke loose and she just tore me apart with personal attacks...&amp;nbsp; im sick of this...&amp;nbsp; so for the first time i spoke back...&amp;nbsp; fucked up thing is...&amp;nbsp; i still want her back into my live... why do i want someone back that lies hurts me and discards me like im trash?&amp;nbsp; i took her too aguilera..&amp;nbsp; threw an expensive birthday party for her and many more things... and this is how she reacts?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live is fucked up....&amp;nbsp; i wish i could prove nothing happend but of course i cant...&amp;nbsp; wouldnt matter anyways but at least i would know she knew the truth and wouldnt call me a liar.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck this.....</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dramatitis:1612</id>
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    <title>Definition</title>
    <published>2007-04-24T08:46:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-24T08:46:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So she....&amp;nbsp; said that she misses me more and more... but she still does not want to see me and nothing can change that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is....&amp;nbsp; What is the definition of missing someone?&amp;nbsp; I mean in order to miss someone you must want to see that person right???&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew from the beginning she did not like someone especially a guy to get close to her... I did anyway....&amp;nbsp; is that the definition of being dumb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her......&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dramatitis:1285</id>
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    <title>excel</title>
    <published>2007-04-23T12:59:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-23T12:59:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I love excel...&amp;nbsp; I can daydream using excel and fantasize...&amp;nbsp; is this crazy? Btw i work in finance.. Maybe that explains&amp;nbsp; something...&amp;nbsp; It sounds strange but finance is really cool...&amp;nbsp; I never talk about it because of my limited ability to tell stories...&amp;nbsp; But if you like power... finance is the game you play.....</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dramatitis:1151</id>
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    <title>Post birthday</title>
    <published>2007-04-23T07:41:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-23T07:41:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So my brithday was cool!!!&amp;nbsp; I felt so happy!!!&amp;nbsp; They (friends and family) were all cooking stuff and having a great time!&amp;nbsp; We made 4 lobsters which were pretty good!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;For a night got all the attention i needed which is special!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="default" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;BUT there were a lot of people that just didn’t call…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;or just send a text message… I mean come on…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I try my best to not forget peoples birthdays and always buy a nice gift…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;all I ask in return is a call or a visit..&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;but yet somehow..&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;in January I threw someone a huge birthday party…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I rented out a bar at a hotel with free drinks…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;do you think she called me?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Send a text message? Nope nothing….&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;For the first time im really disappointed in her…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;this is wrong…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;or someone I visited her baptism (is that the correct term) were I was the only friend… and she just send me a text message.. can you believe???&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="default" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="default" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;So I was talking to a cousin of mine whom I really like…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;we are sort of the same type…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;and she said she will come visit me so we can go out in Amsterdam!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So my social life might once again pick up!!! Yesterday I really felt love from my family and friends…. I always complain but when they celebrate my birthday they always go all out… im so busy with thinking about girlfriends and stuff I forget the ones that really care about me…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;and are there for me!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="default" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="default" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Im now at work…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;typing this and just thinking how lucky I am… got a nice appartement, a MINI Cooper and a job which pays really well with good career prospect…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Its scary that im not more happy…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="default" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="default" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;On Friday I saw a friend, Colombian girl, one of the nicest persons I know…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She is so stunning beautiful and could hook up with anyone and yet still is scared to leave her current boyfriend because she might end up alone…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;while having a small bite her boyfriend came and made a big deal of her eating with me instead of him…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;he tried to be cool but you could see he was angry… childish…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I really hope we will stay friends! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dramatitis:841</id>
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    <title>It's my birthday!!!</title>
    <published>2007-04-22T12:24:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-22T12:24:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Its my birthday, im 30, im depressed....&amp;nbsp; As of now nobody i wanted to call me called me... sigh live is... unfair...&amp;nbsp; im allways making sure to show people how much i care yet when its time to give back... nothing....&amp;nbsp; idiots...&amp;nbsp; fools...&amp;nbsp; fuckheads.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw well...&amp;nbsp; no worries yesterday i got my paycheck from my new work...&amp;nbsp; im earning a lot :-) and and my baby cousins are coming to holland!!!&amp;nbsp; and i already had one surprise birthday party and will get anotherone later today!!!! so i cant complain....&amp;nbsp; but i will cause its my birthday!!!&amp;nbsp; so fuck them....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i love you.....&amp;nbsp; and i love rihanna's umbrella.....&amp;nbsp; ow how i want to say that to a person that is totally ignoring me!!!</content>
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