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  <updated>2009-08-16T16:42:18Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cj200935:1540</id>
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    <title>We don't always know who is in the room with us</title>
    <published>2009-08-16T16:42:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-16T16:42:18Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;We should always try to act as if the very people that we  speaking of are right there in the very room that we are speaking in. I had the strangest experience while sittingin my psych class the other day we were discussing human sexuality and it was funny how most of the men in the room got uncomfortable at the prospect of there being someone who could have a sexuality that's contrary to what is considered the norm. The funny part is that they were so stuck on steriotypes that they couldn't get past that we are all humans and we all live and coexist with each other everyday. I asked can you tell someone of alternative lifestyle and they said yes so I sId is there one here they said no and I laughed.  Didn't tell them that there was a person and he was talking to them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;small&gt;Posted via &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/cosysoftware_en/"&gt;LiveJournal.app&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>cj200935 @ 2009-08-01T23:18:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-02T03:18:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-02T03:18:46Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;When ever you think things are back to normal something always comes along to slap you back to reality. As much as I try to do all the right things and be the person that you want me to be the more I feel like I am skepticiseed aboutand I feel that it is imparitive to you to make me know that so you act the way you do not knowing that you are doing more harm than good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;small&gt;Posted via &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/cosysoftware_en/"&gt;LiveJournal.app&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cj200935:1043</id>
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    <title>Miscellaneous thought</title>
    <published>2009-07-30T23:32:27Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;It amazes me the things that a person will put up with for the love of someone else even when that person doesn't even seem to notice. I can say that I love you a hundred times and nit care where I am when I say it but they have to have a reason a certain time and place. I am guessing that things that are said when we are alone are what's truly on your mind and if that is so then why is it that you can disassociate from what you say all over what you figure that you can't handle or of so just say I didn't think that you would love me and now that you so I don't know how to handle it. But heck what do I really know about love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;small&gt;Posted via &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/cosysoftware_en/"&gt;LiveJournal.app&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Things I find about me</title>
    <published>2009-07-03T03:33:36Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I am amazed at the fact that everyday I find some arguous fact about me that I thought that I had gotten away from but yet it has been there all along. Things like the things I default think about when I am stressed the fact that no matter what I am searching for things that i feel will make my life complete. I find it a little scary that most things that I try to shun out of my life are at&amp;nbsp;the forefront of everything that i do. These days my default protection is to throw up walls to save myself the heartache but the walls I build only serv as a basis for me to think about the things that meanthe most which are the things that I built the wall for. I have come to find that i can be impatient when it cmes to things that I really want. I am not known for moodiness but hey lets just add that to the punch. I recently ran into an estranged friend and the old part of me that has been the forgiver showed its head and shocked me because the last thing I said about this person is that I will never forgive them for the pain they put me through and just like that here i am sitting next to them having a laugh about olden days. I have some years under my belt but really I dont feel it I am learning my likes and dislikes all over again but hey its been stellar so far. So we will see what happens and what other things I can learn about ME.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>I forgot love was this hard</title>
    <published>2009-07-02T09:00:28Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I have recently come to know what it is like to get back in the so called game. I always said for the last 2 years that I didn't want or need a relationship and then I met the guy I just can't get enough of. The big thing though I never thought that love was this hard I mean i love all the experiences and the ups and downs and the things that make us stronger andI see us both waiting for the dream to be over and we wake up. I didn't think there was anyone out there who could change my mind that relationships and love were overrated. Now I find myself smiling at just the mention of his name and just being smitten whenever I think about him and what he is doing. I don't know how to explain the feeling that i get or have about him except just that it&amp;nbsp;is him.</content>
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