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		<title>The Strip</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Jan 2011 05:47:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I was packing up my sketchbooks and stuff, I came across one of those photo strips that you get from the photo booths you often find at a fair. It was a photo strip of T and I. As soon as it fell out, I immediately felt so incredibly sad and lonely. I would [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I was packing up my sketchbooks and stuff, I came across one of those photo strips that you get from the photo booths you often find at a fair. It was a photo strip of T and I. As soon as it fell out, I immediately felt so incredibly sad and lonely. I would upload the photo strip because it&#8217;s actually a really great series of pictures of us, but then I might have another case of girlfriend-of-ex-boyfriend stalking and harassing me again so I won&#8217;t. I really don&#8217;t need another email essay from a girl I don&#8217;t know about how he never cared about me, etc. I really did love that boy, but man, did he break my heart and hurt me. I don&#8217;t think it&#8217;ll ever really mend, even if I&#8217;d like to believe that it has by now. How I felt seeing that photo strip is proof enough.</p>
<p>I think I have a clear picture of what I&#8217;m really looking for in my (hopefully) future better half now, but I feel like I&#8217;m both too scarred and too scared to ever really find him at the right time/place, and there are plenty of girls out there looking for the same qualities I&#8217;m looking for. I don&#8217;t know if that makes sense, but I visualize it like a Korean drama. Me on a platform, some vague resemblance of a man with the build of T on a subway that shuts its doors right as I get to the platform and speeds off so we miss each other. Then he finds another girl and it doesn&#8217;t end the way Korean dramas end &#8211; the opportunity has passed forever and never circles back around. Dramatic, eh? :P </p>
<p>Anyways, back to life. I still need to jot down my goals for this year, but can&#8217;t seem to bring myself to sit down long enough to write them. Time to procrastinate further and read the last book of the Hunger Games trilogy. :) </p>
<p>(Yikes, I really should be packing)</p>
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