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    <description><![CDATA[What can be said? I'm simply an all around person. Nothing special really...except that I am simply original. I mean c'mon...how many other girls can actually say that their favorite band of all time (since I was 4...) is Led Zeppelin? If that isn't enough of an indication then I guess I'll just have to show you...
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	      <title><![CDATA[...Tiny Little Wonder...]]></title>
	      <link>http://tokyobound21.buzznet.com/user/journal/3468451/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[You will be a miracle with every breath you take…<br>And you will be within my heart every single day…<br>For in the seconds when you were so tiny and so new…<br>How could I have ever known how much I’d love you?<br><br>My heart was not prepared for all the feelings that arrived…<br>In the moment when I first gazed upon your smile…<br>My precious little darling you mean all my life and more…<br>And no matter how long it is you are what I live for…<br><br>Starting now this very moment my life begins anew…<br>Only now I know that all my life has been preparing me for you…<br>Before I gave each day the least amount of energy that I could…<br>I guess I knew that some sweet day I’d act the way I should…<br><br>I just never knew that all one’s life could suddenly…<br>Go from nothing special to one that’s like a dream…<br>Your tiny little hands and your whispers sung so sweet…<br>Have guided this childlike girl to the woman she should be…<br><br>You’ve only been here for a moment and yet I already know…<br>All the gifts, both great and small, that life has got to show…<br>There’s nothing more that I could want but your smile everyday…<br>And nowhere else I’ll ever be than where your head will lay…<br><br>My tiny little wonder it’s such a miracle you’re here…<br>And I’ll spend every day making sure that’s all you ever hear…<br>Even when we disagree as certainly we‘ll do…<br>Your smile shall be what breaks apart the walls between me and you…<br><br>So with these words I hope in time you may come find…<br>Something in your life that makes your world as bright as mine…<br>But, my love, there is little else on this earth…<br>That teaches us about anything than the miracle of birth…<br>]]></description>
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		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>tokyobound21</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-12-05T18:38:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[...I Sing Only You...]]></title>
	      <link>http://tokyobound21.buzznet.com/user/journal/3456351/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[The stars above are dancing for the ones they love...<br>We watch silent and still...<br>If I were a star I'd be dancing for you, my love...<br>I love you darling, always will...<br><br>I've no talent to display...<br>Or poetic words to sing...<br>Only the gentle heart at bay...<br>Wanting to say this beautiful thing...<br><br>We've walked along the sandy shores...<br>For years, now, so it seems...<br>And like the waves the crash and roar...<br>My love returns like the sea...<br><br>I've no song to sing, no pride left to lose...<br>Nor a way to truly show...<br>This which I am bound to prove...<br>That you will always know...<br><br>I walk with your hand just slightly out of reach...<br>Holding breaths between each touch...<br>With so little holding us together, like the stars or the beach...<br>It wonders the heavens how I love you so much...<br><br>I have no voice to lay on the wind...<br>And no tools with which to carve...<br>The simple words lying within...<br>Or the impression on my heart...<br><br>So I let your hand remain just beyond my own...<br>Till the moment you wrap your fingers up in mine...<br>And once again I am sated and at home...<br>As the dancing stars above began to shine...<br><br>I have a song that can't be sung...<br>My voice can't carry it alone...<br>So my heart sends out a gentle hum...<br>And yours returns it where it belongs...]]></description>
		  		  	<category>lyrics</category>
		  		  	<category>poetry</category>
		  		  	<category>tokyobound21</category>
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	      <dc:creator>tokyobound21</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-12-02T20:57:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[...I stole this...I'm always up for a little music survery...]]></title>
	      <link>http://tokyobound21.buzznet.com/user/journal/3397891/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[<h2 id="itemtitle">Music Survey</h2>
	<div id="itembody"><div><b>What song are you listening to right now?</b><br>"Please Remember" - LeAnn Rimes<br><br><b>What's your favorite song?</b><br>"Eye of the Tiger" - Survivor...I swear to god that is the best song ever written!!!<br><br><b>What's your favorite album?</b><br>I'd have to say, "Led Zepplin IV"...<br><br><b>Which song describes your life right now?</b><br>"Say What You Need To Say" - John Mayer<br><br><b>Which album best describes your life up to this point?</b><br>I haven't found one yet...<br><br><b>Who's your favorite band?</b><br>Led Zepplin, no contest...<br><br><b>Favorite male singer?</b><br>Frank Sinatra...again, no question...<br></div>
<div><br><b>Favorite female singer?</b><br>Judy Garland...people, listen to the classics!!!<br><br><b>Favorite songwriter?</b><br>Robert Plant...<br><br><b>Favorite drummer?</b><br>John "MOTHA FUCKIN" Bohnam!!!<br><br><b>Favourite guitarist?</b><br>Seriously!? Jimmy Page, people...do you even know who these guys are?<br><br><b>Favourite pianist?</b><br>Freddie Mercury...or Prince...both amazing...<br></div>
<div><br><b>What's your favourite genre of music?</b><br>I prefer clasic rock...obviously...but I listen to everything...literally...<br><br><b>Do you play a musical instrument?</b><br>Some...<br><br><b>If so, what?</b><br>Percussion...leave it at that...<br></div>
<div><br><b>Are you in a concert, jazz, or marching band?</b><br>I was in High School...<br><br><b>Are you in a rock band?</b><br>I will be!!!<br><br><b>Can you sing?</b><br>I'd like to think I can carry a tune...<br></div>
<div><br><b>Well?</b><br>I guess I can...what?<br><br><b>Do you consider yourself a good musician?</b><br>Musician? No...but that's because I'm not a musician...there's a huge difference between people who enjoy music, people who make music and MUSICIANS...far too few people get that these days...<br><br><b>What radio stations do you listen to?</b><br>106.5 The Pirate, baby!!!<br><br><b>What CD is in your CD player right now?</b><br>Mixed...it's Disney tunes at the moment...<br><br><b>What are your thoughts on pirating music?</b><br>I don't like taking away from the people who put the time in but I think that it's impossible to prevent with the free flow of information we have these days...<br></div>
<div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br>D</span><b>o you use a "legal" music downloading program (ex. RealTime Rhapsody)?</b><br>I used LimWire...but I wanna stop that and start buying albums again...I miss that...<br><br><b>What is your favorite musical (stage)?</b><br>Probably RENT...it's just so much fun and the music is fantastic...<br><br><b>What is your favourite musical (movie)?</b><br>Even though it's not original, "Moulin Rouge"...it was just so well done...<br><br><b>Do you tap your foot in time to music?</b><br>When I can...<br><br><b>What song is the background music on your website/blog?</b><br>There are too many to name...<br><br><b>Are you a music spazz or just rhythmically inclined?</b><br>I freak out when I hear a song I love...which is almost every song I hear so I'm a spaz...<br></div></div>]]></description>
		  		  	<category>tokyobound21</category>
		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>tokyobound21</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-11-19T19:05:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[...Why can't we just be happy?...]]></title>
	      <link>http://tokyobound21.buzznet.com/user/journal/3309391/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[<p>It seems to me there are always far too many people depending on the
opinions and views of others. In my own small, insignificant view this
seems to be the most ignorant way to live your life. Why do you wait
around for someone else to tell you what you're doing is right? Or&nbsp;what
you're doing...period? Why not take a stand and man (or woman) up and
take control of the things in your life that you always have complete
control over? I can't live my life based around or on the views of
other people. 90% of the things I do are things people either wouldn't
ever dare to do or are things most people don't want to deal with. I do
them because that's simply my style. When no one else wants to stand up
and be the first one to say something was bad, I'm there. If you need
someone to tell your best friend they look fat in an outfit, I'm your
girl. However...If you want someone to pussyfoot around and give false
hope or pretend to feel something when in actuality they feel
nothing...please leave me alone. I can't be the person so many people
seem to look at me to be. Now, I'm not trying to make myself sound
important, though I'm sure that is what you're thinking. But it's as if
everyone I know, some more than others, look to me to portray this
certain character constantly. And when my mood changes or I change it
throws them into disarray. Others seem to hold out and wait for what I
will say before they voice their own opinion. And then you have some
who seem to read way too much into things that really mean nothing at
all and take from them mixed signals and information when the truth is
plain to see...I say what I mean. Is that concept truly that difficult
to grasp? </p>
<p>I'M NOT GOING TO SAY SOMETHING I DON'T MEAN NOR WILL I EVER LIE TO
PREVENT HURT FEELINGS. I'D RATHER HURT YOU WITH THE TRUTH UP FRONT THAN
DESTROY OUR FRIENDSHIP WITH A LIE IN THE END. </p>
<p>Oh, god...I just needed to rant...my apologies...Hope everyone has a lovely evening...or...whatever...</p>]]></description>
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	      <dc:creator>tokyobound21</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-11-02T14:47:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[...It's a lot like giving...but wouldn't it be so nice?...]]></title>
	      <link>http://tokyobound21.buzznet.com/user/journal/3292041/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[In recent weeks I've been dealing with some, shall we say, difficult
issues within myself. I've been trying to remind myself what it is that
I'm trying to accomplish with and for myself by cutting myself off from
certain physical, and albeit, fun exercises. But lately it's become
this giant weight that presses down feverishly on what feels like my
entire being to the point where there are moments when it seems partial
spontaneous combustion would be more pleasant. And these times are when
I'm at my weakest moment. Now, by weak, do I mean succombing to these
thoughts and so on? No, of course not. It's not easy sometimes...but
honestly, what opportunity do I have to just act on them where there
would be no ackwardness or belated feelings of guilt? Those are rare at
any given time...let alone one so delicate a moment as to find me ready
to just throw caution to the wind...(despite the lack of power I have
in my arm.) In any case, but especially this one, these moments perform
a specific purpose...figuring out whether or not it's to drive me
insane tends to be the most difficult issue to comprehend. I don't want
to be one of those people who just does whatever without any thought of
what tomorrow brings. But at the same time there are moments when that
sounds so appealing my mind actually slips into an almost dream-like
state of what it would be like...to just be free. Then I think about
all the things that would be free...not only for me but <span style="font-style: italic;">from </span>me
as well...and that's what I can't live with. I hold certain things in
too high a regard for them to just be handed out to every person who
winks at me. (Although, in recent weeks there have been a few winks
I've enjoyed more than others...ah, to long for what we cannot have.
Such a terrible wonder...) And for this reason alone I'm left standing
here holding onto this gigantic weight that cannot be lifted any other
way. So what am I to do? I can hold out hope that soon I might find
someone who is worth waiting for...or I can just allow myself to be
swept up in some sort of frolic or festivities (such as tomorrow or the
next Molly Ringwalds concert) and give in to the first person who buys
me drink...but what if there's nothing behind it? What if there's no
sparks? No...anything!? Oh, man...see!? There I go again...who am I
kidding? I can't just let myself go. I'll always need something more
than what I think I'm being offered. I fucking hate my head...she and I
never get along in these types of circumstances. And my heart...oh!
That's a bitch that reserves an entire page to define...]]></description>
		  		  	<category>the molly ringwalds</category>
		  		  	<category>tokyobound21</category>
		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>tokyobound21</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-10-30T11:04:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[...This weekend was MUCH better!...]]></title>
	      <link>http://tokyobound21.buzznet.com/user/journal/3087681/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[This weekend was much better than the last one...<br><br>ALL 5 of my teams won!<br><br>Auburn...<br><br>FSU...<br><br>The Saints...<br><br>The Cubs..<br><br>AND...<br><br>The Bears...!<br><br>It was a joyous weekend of victories for me!!! <br>]]></description>
		  		  	<category>baseball</category>
		  		  	<category>football</category>
		  		  	<category>tokyobound21</category>
		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>tokyobound21</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-09-28T20:46:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[...The decadance of Decaydance...Part 21...]]></title>
	      <link>http://tokyobound21.buzznet.com/user/journal/3072861/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[<P>Evie waited for a response from Patrick as he shifted his weight back and forth obviously trying to swallow the news he'd just been delivered. She took her eyes off him for a moment and glanced over at Brendon. She could see him impatiently trying to decide on whether or not to speak and she shot him a stern look telling him to keep quiet. As she looked back at Patrick she could see his face growing red and his neck growing tense. <BR><BR>"So...you mean to tell me...that...what the fuck, man?" he said as he slwoly sat down on the couch behind him. <BR><BR>Evie crossed the room and came to rest beside him. She looked at her feet for a few moments as she struggled to find the words and the courage with&nbsp;which&nbsp;to speak them. As she shifted towards Patrick he pulled away from her and slid himself off the end of the couch.<BR><BR>"Please, don't...just don't get next to me right now, ok? I just...I don't even want to be in the same room with the two of you. I mean, Jesus, I feel like such an idiot right now. I mean, here I've been wondering why I hadn't heard from you all this time...thinking that you'd just been busy and that I'd get to surprise you and things would be happy and...all this time you've been with him? Have you slept with him!?" Patrick asked as he paced the length of the room.<BR><BR>Evie's eyes darted to Patrick.<BR><BR>"No, Patrick. We haven't slept together. Believe me...we haven't done that. It's been hard for both of us to get over the feeling of hurting you. But it's just not something that's easy to fight when we're this close to one another all the time. I mean, I don't know...maybe if I'd never come on this tour..." Evie trailed off as she realized what she was saying. Maybe...if she hadn't come on this tour...she would be with Patrick? Or would she still be thinking of Brendon? She lifted her eyes to Brendon and was crushed by his expression. <BR><BR>"You mean to tell me that if you hadn't come on this tour you wouldn't love me?" he asked.<BR><BR>Evie had nothing left to say.<BR><BR>"I-I-I don't know what to say, Brendon. I can't say anything about the 'what ifs'...can you?" she replied.<BR><BR>Brendon looked away as a tear fell down his cheek.<BR><BR>"I don't know what to say to that...I mean, I thought about you everyday...and when I saw you with Patrick it was like a dream had just become a reality..." <BR><BR>"...Oh man. Don't do this in front of me! Seriously!? It's not like this isn't fucking hard enough to take...now you're going to start breaking it down with me standing right here!? Fuck this...I'm out of here." Patrick interrupted as he turned to leave.<BR><BR>Evie stood up quickly and grabbed his hand. <BR><BR>"Patrick, please. I'm sorry. I...I really want to talk about this. I don't want it to just be left like this. I can't bare the thought of hurting you and letting you leave without knowing that you and Brendon are at least on the same page. Can we please...just sit down?"</P>
<P>Patrick pulled back and tried to find some form of resistence in himself but the only thing that he found was the desire to stay...to be next to her.</P>
<P>"Fine." he said abruptly as he crossed the room and sat down on the floor.</P>
<P>Evie watched him with sad eyes and longed for anything to show her that this was all jsut a bad dream...but it never came. She realized that in this moment she would have to deal with a situation she'd long been avoiding. She had thought about the moment when this news would come to light...but she had silently prayed that it would come once she was gone. Perhaps, in a cruel way, she had hoped to escape this particular discomfort by leaving both of them behind as mere memories of this experience. </P>
<P>As all of these thoughts clouded her mind her eyes lept from Patrick to Brendon...then back to Patrick...and once more back to Brendon. Her heart raced as she cleared her throat and attempted to raise her voice to an audible sound.</P>
<P>Brendon's face was still showing the hurt he'd felt from her outburst. Did she <EM>really</EM> love him? Or was it simply a fleeting romance that would end with the last days of this tour? </P>
<P>Evie searched herself for a way to begin...</P>
<P>"Ok...um..."</P>
<P>&nbsp;</P>
<P>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</P>
<P>Very short, I know. And it's not like it hasn't taken me...oh I'd say at least&nbsp;4 months to get back to this...but I've been without internet for most of that time and I've just had ZERO time to really invest into this story. I'm going to try to finish it though so if you're reading it I hope you're patient enough to wait. I really am almost done!!!<BR></P>]]></description>
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		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>tokyobound21</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-09-25T21:20:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[So You Wanna Forget?]]></title>
	      <link>http://tokyobound21.buzznet.com/user/journal/3072761/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[<P>Pretty and young, she's perfectly portioned...</P>
<P>I can see how she's what you want...</P>
<P>But what of the long run, my dear friend?</P>
<P>When what you want is no longer what you flaunt?</P>
<P>(I can see what she gives to you,</P>
<P>&nbsp;I can see what it is you get...</P>
<P>&nbsp;But what of the things it lacks?</P>
<P>&nbsp;What of what you forget?)</P>
<P>I waited to see how long it'd be...</P>
<P>I wanted to know if you cared...</P>
<P>But she's the thing you chased...</P>
<P>Guess I wasn't really prepared...</P>
<P>(I can see what it is inside you,</P>
<P>&nbsp;That she can't figure out...</P>
<P>&nbsp;It's what I always loved the most...</P>
<P>&nbsp;And what you forgot all about...)</P>
<P>It's only a moment for me now...</P>
<P>Even though our friendship is through...</P>
<P>I can't wait around forever...</P>
<P>Knowing that she has you...</P>
<P>(I can see what it is me,</P>
<P>&nbsp;That you could never understand...</P>
<P>&nbsp;I'm just sorry you've been decieved...</P>
<P>&nbsp;You're not even close to a real man...)</P>
<P>(A/N: It turned out to sound more like a relationship gone wrong...but it's actually about a friendship that died. Just to clear up any misunderstandings...)</P>]]></description>
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	      <dc:creator>tokyobound21</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-09-25T20:30:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[...Just Words...]]></title>
	      <link>http://tokyobound21.buzznet.com/user/journal/3062681/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[If you live the rest of your life in uncertainty...<BR>Questioning all and knowing only doubt...<BR>Feel safe and at home in me...<BR>Knowing with my love you have nothing to worry about...]]></description>
		  		  	<category>tokyobound21</category>
		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>tokyobound21</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-09-23T18:24:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[...Rambles...]]></title>
	      <link>http://tokyobound21.buzznet.com/user/journal/3062661/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[Feeling lost and dazed as usual...<BR><BR>Barely keeping my mind awake...<BR><BR>Thinking back to the times...<BR><BR>Just one memory is all it takes...<BR><BR>Then I see our light, our shining moment...<BR><BR>Our one chance for love to hold onto this life...<BR><BR>Slips away, charging back in time...<BR><BR>Seeing my whole life playing in rewind...<BR><BR>Knowing where it starts, seeing how it ends...<BR><BR>I can't take the breaking down again...<BR><BR>Moving on, moving slow...<BR><BR>Making this decision...<BR><BR>I'm letting go...<BR><BR>Frightened by the loss of it...<BR><BR>Hardly remembering myself...<BR><BR>No more giving everything...<BR><BR>I'm giving up on all, even myself...<BR><BR>Changing what I can, forcing it to come...<BR><BR>This one chance for life to lead me home...<BR><BR>Slips away, charging back in time...<BR><BR>Seeing my whole life playing in rewind...<BR><BR>Knowing where it starts, seeing how it ends...<BR><BR>I can't take the breaking down again...<BR><BR>Moving on, moving slow...<BR><BR>Making this decision...<BR><BR>I'm letting go...<BR><BR>Knowing where it starts...<BR><BR>Ending with my broken heart...<BR><BR>I can't take it anymore...<BR><BR>Moving on...<BR><BR>Moving slow...<BR><BR>Becoming me...<BR><BR>I'm letting...go...<BR><BR>This moment now...what we have is all we know...<BR><BR>Waiting for choices to determine our traces back to reality...<BR><BR>Facing down the skies that storm when we are fearful...<BR><BR>Lying in silence til the moment comes...<BR><BR>(In dark we can see through...<BR><BR>Only there is it as beautiful...<BR><BR>The distance seems shorter...<BR><BR>Between the pieces of light...)<BR><BR>What you see...everything you can touch...<BR><BR>Slips away as you walk farther into the hidden reaches...<BR><BR>Voices fade and clear to show you the one which is yours...<BR><BR>Can you hold it between the distant screams?<BR><BR>(Only one true calling bleeds into us all...<BR><BR>The chance to live our lives as we intend...<BR><BR>Turn around and accept what is yours...<BR><BR>Connect the pieces of light...)<BR><BR>Will you believe in what you see?<BR><BR>Or leap across the void of unknown...<BR><BR>If knocked to your knees...<BR><BR>Will you submit to defeat?<BR><BR>(Soaring high on wings of purpose...<BR><BR>Your light shines brighter in the wake of dying stars...<BR><BR>Opening your heart closes the distance...<BR><BR>So the scattered pieces of light don't seem as far...)<BR>]]></description>
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	      <dc:date>2008-09-23T18:22:00Z</dc:date>
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