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  <title>No One Ever Said You Had to Do It</title>
  <subtitle>But look at where we are today...</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Sammius JEB McGennien</name>
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  <updated>2009-09-15T13:20:02Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sam_mcgen:2345</id>
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    <title>Around the World in 80 Days</title>
    <published>2009-09-15T13:19:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-15T13:20:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Now that I&amp;nbsp;have your attention ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to this Leadership conference yesterday, and it was epic (and no, not just because I got out of class for four hours, although that was a plus).&amp;nbsp; Basically, we talked about making the world better and how one person &lt;em&gt;can &lt;/em&gt;make a difference and just a few problems with the world today -- you know, that cliche stuff.&amp;nbsp; But let me tell you something right now: if you seriously sit there and don't give a damn about the problems around the world, if you seriously think, &amp;quot;Oh, I have nothing to do with it, so why should I&amp;nbsp;bother?&amp;quot; then please get a life.&amp;nbsp; I'm not even joking.&amp;nbsp; Get a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have told you that before I went to this &amp;quot;conference&amp;quot; thingy, so don't be all,&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;OMG THEY BRAINWASHED SAM!&amp;quot; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's see ... I got information on human trafficking, volunteering with the animal shelter, &amp;quot;To Write Love on Her Arms&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;(which started with one story ... they have a website, &lt;a href="http://twloha.com"&gt;twloha.com&lt;/a&gt;, and they also have a MySpace page, &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/towriteloveonherarms"&gt;myspace.com/towriteloveonherarms&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I'm too lazy to go back and make sure those are in fact the right links, so if those don't work, just look around the Internet and I'm sure you'll find it), and stuff like that.&amp;nbsp; Plus, Miss America spoke there, but I didn't get an autograph like everyone else -- no way was I standing in &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just thought I'd write something, since I haven't in forever. xD Mom needs to get up so I can go get my permit ...&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sam_mcgen:2290</id>
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    <title>See Saw!</title>
    <published>2009-08-22T23:04:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-22T23:04:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Saw II end theme</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So earlier today, ScyFy was airing the first two Saw movies. &amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;have to say... I think I have a new obsession. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the second one ended just before I&amp;nbsp;got on the computer.&amp;nbsp; If they don't come on TV soon,&amp;nbsp;I'll have to look them up online... They're gruesome and gory, yet inspirational at the same time. xD&amp;nbsp;So yeah.&amp;nbsp; Randomness.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sam_mcgen:2016</id>
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    <title>Les idees!</title>
    <published>2009-08-21T21:37:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-21T21:37:39Z</updated>
    <category term="end of the world"/>
    <category term="write"/>
    <lj:music>Feel Good Inc. - Gorillaz</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sam?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRITING?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking:&amp;nbsp;it must be the end of the world or something, right?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Well, as far as I know, it isn't. &amp;nbsp;I hope not, anyway -- how else would I&amp;nbsp;be able to bring you craptastic fics!&amp;nbsp;=P So yeah.&amp;nbsp; Write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need prompts/ideas. :) No chapters, or whatever; I've lost my writing touches enough as it is. x_x I&amp;nbsp;can write for Harry Potter (though, please, don't make me), Avatar... um... Percy Jackson and the Olympians, if you've heard of that? o_o And I've also seen the Ouran High School Host Club anime, but I've not yet read the manga.&amp;nbsp;:(&amp;nbsp;Anyway, come up with a fandom and I'll either say yes or no, and also give me a prompt/pairing/whatever. :P&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sam_mcgen:1661</id>
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    <title>For Sale: Baby Shoes, Never Worn</title>
    <published>2009-07-07T04:51:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-07T05:13:50Z</updated>
    <category term="hemmingway"/>
    <category term="kaili is my goddess"/>
    <category term="game"/>
    <lj:music>Dragostea Din Tea by O-Zone</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none;; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;As promised (ages ago, I add), here's that fun little game&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_kai_lis' lj:user='kai_lis' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://kai-lis.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://kai-lis.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kai_lis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and I played via AIM! Basically, she brought up something about Hemmingway -- supposedly, the best thing he ever wrote was his six-word story, &amp;quot;For Sale: Baby Shoes, Never Worn.&amp;quot; No, seriously, that's it. xD So, anyway, enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-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="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Morry&amp;quot; [8:26 P.M.]: I wish I'd never come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Sammius&amp;quot; [8:36 P.M.]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; It turned into a Hell hole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Morry&amp;quot; [8:39 P.M.]: Rats have eaten my bedroom walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Sammius&amp;quot; [8:40 P.M.]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; There was poison in the corner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Morry&amp;quot; [8:41 P.M.]: The rats ate the poison too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Sammius&amp;quot; [8:42 P.M.]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; The dead rats smelled really terrible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Morry&amp;quot; [8:43 P.M.]: It got worse as they mutated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Sammius&amp;quot; [8:43 P.M.]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; Are those wings I can see? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Morry&amp;quot; [8:44 P.M.]: I really hope those aren't fangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Sammius&amp;quot; [8:44 P.M.]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; And those claws, they're so big! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Morry&amp;quot; [8:46 P.M.]: Oh, dear--they've killed the cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Sammius&amp;quot; [8:47 P.M.]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; What happened to Mr. Fluffy's head? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Morry&amp;quot; [8:48 P.M.]: It's not fluffy anymore--it's glowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Sammius&amp;quot; [8:49 P.M.]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; Did you buy a new lamp? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Morry&amp;quot; [8:50 P.M.]: Incandescent light bulbs are now outdated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Sammius&amp;quot; [8:53 P.M.]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; Who would have thought he's useful? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Morry&amp;quot; [8:55 P.M.]: He isn't quite what he seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Sammius&amp;quot; [8:57 P.M.]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; What else changed after I left? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Morry&amp;quot; [8:58 P.M.]: They've painted over my childhood graffiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Sammius&amp;quot; [8:58 P.M.]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; What happened to my Chucky doll? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Morry&amp;quot; [9:00 P.M.]: HOLY CRAP, CHUCKY KILLED THE CAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Sammius&amp;quot; [9:01 P.M.]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; &amp;quot;Come out, come out, little child.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Morry&amp;quot; [9:02 P.M.]: &amp;quot;Mom? Do we have a flamethrower?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Sammius&amp;quot; [9:02 P.M.]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; &amp;quot;Check the bin beside the garage.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Morry&amp;quot; [9:03 P.M.]: &amp;quot;... Shit! Raccoons must have stolen it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;quot;Sammius&amp;quot; [9:04 P.M.]: &amp;quot;How about a big rocket launcher?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Morry&amp;quot; [9:05 P.M.]: &amp;quot;It's broken. We'll have to run.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;quot;Sammius&amp;quot; [9:06 P.M.]: &amp;quot;I broke my legs. Go on!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Morry&amp;quot; [9:07 P.M.]: &amp;quot;But, Mom! I can't just --AAGH!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;quot;Sammius&amp;quot; [9:08 P.M.]: &amp;quot;I'm Chucky. Let's play a game!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&amp;quot;Morry&amp;quot; [9:10 P.M.]: That's why I hate coming home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                              &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sam_mcgen:1521</id>
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    <title>This is Life</title>
    <published>2009-04-20T02:36:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-18T22:02:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Most inevitable I find it that we all become busy; I have found it rather easy, I must say, to be busy.&amp;nbsp; Though I have &lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt; social life, am involved in &lt;em&gt;zero&lt;/em&gt; extracurricular activities, and simply have &lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt; idea how I manage to stay away from the Internet, I have done just that: I have strayed away from the Internet.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://kai-lis.livejournal.com/profile"&gt;&lt;img height="17" width="17" src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" alt="[info]" style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: bottom; padding-right: 1px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kai-lis.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;kai_lis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;has, with little effort, convinced me to post here.&amp;nbsp; Here I am, Sammius, posting on Live Journal!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It has been exactly one year (by dates, not necessarily by times) since I have posted here.&amp;nbsp; Isn't that an interesting coincidence?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I certainly think so. &amp;nbsp;If not, you have a terrible sense of humour. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh with me, everyone!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Laugh!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Bahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, life itself has been somewhat busy.&amp;nbsp; This past week was my spring break, and most of it was wonderful; though it was boring, I needed that break from school. &amp;nbsp;Alas, tomorrow I return to school! &amp;nbsp;I'm not sure whether I should look forward to it, really, but there's not much I can say right now; I barely know anyone, for one, and I've barely spoken to my Live Journal friends in &lt;em&gt;ages&lt;/em&gt;!&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;was lucky enough for Moralis to sign onto AOL today; we had a nice little game of Sentence Association.&amp;nbsp; Not familiar with it?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You shouldn't be!&amp;nbsp; I'll be posting our little story tomorrow, I hope; until then, we'll leave you in a mutatious suspense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, until then, bye!&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sam_mcgen:1127</id>
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    <title>I'm baaack!</title>
    <published>2008-04-20T03:14:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-20T03:15:18Z</updated>
    <category term="bored"/>
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    <lj:music>Pirates of the Carribbean Theme</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font size="1"&gt;... Wow, fifteen weeks?&amp;nbsp; I amaze even myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who care, I suppose I'm back?&amp;nbsp; Honestly, I'm surprised I haven't posted anything new, though I have been going through a bit of writer's block... for a little over a year.&amp;nbsp; I've made little progress in my book, in my creative writing skills, and yet I still manage to pass school with a positive attitude -- barely so, but positive nonetheless.&amp;nbsp; Social Studies is a real drag, lately; English is - as it will be for another month - taken over by Satan; algebra&amp;nbsp;has gotten boring yet again; PE got dull pretty fast; Yearbook has turned out to be pretty bad, almost like it was last year; Drama got pretty boring, and (joy), we're doing the Wizard of Oz, despite how terrible of actors/actresses we've got and how unprepared we are (we're scheduled to perform May 2nd, I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt;); and science could be better, but overall, I think that's my best subject right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, yes, and the drama.&amp;nbsp; I'm merely a middle-schooler, but boy do we have &lt;em&gt;plenty &lt;/em&gt;of drama at school.&amp;nbsp; I won't get into it, though -- I've already bored you by now, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, I'd like to meet new people (no, that's not code for "show me a picture of you, gimme your address, let's meet up sometime"), because I really am bored with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not-so-Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Sammius&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>No Particular Subject</title>
    <published>2008-01-05T06:16:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-05T06:19:28Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;Alright, so&amp;nbsp;did everyone hear about and/or witness the MuggleNet hacking that occured very recently?&amp;nbsp; It was pathetic, to say in the least, but the good news is that MuggleNet has gotten everything back up, as far as I can tell.&amp;nbsp; If you go to Wikipedia and then type in "MuggleNet", you can scroll down to where it mentions the hacking.&amp;nbsp; I'm too lazy to do this myself and attach a link, so I figured, what's better than telling you &lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt; to do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm in &lt;em&gt;such&lt;/em&gt; a writing mood, it really has gone straight to my brain and refuses to leave.&amp;nbsp; If anyone has any ideas for a story (preferably something mentioned in my interests list), please let me know, so I can have a principle to go by.&amp;nbsp; I'm also up for reading a lot of stuff, and I don't&amp;nbsp;particularly like FanFiction.net&amp;nbsp;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's enough of my ramblings; I just figured I needed to update my LiveJournal, before someone beheads me.</content>
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    <title>So it has begun...</title>
    <published>2007-12-30T05:52:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-30T05:57:20Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's been a while since I've been on Live Journal; I used to love it, until it made my computer slow. Though, I guess it's safe to say that I'm here to stay now. For those of you who don't know me, please forget what I just said. It's useless information. If you dislike rambling and reading introductions, perhaps you should exit this entry now, because that's all it is: a rambling introductory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, everyone. I go by Sammius; it's rather... unique, something I can really stick to. I'm using it as my alias, now and forever. I know it's what I'm using when I publish my book (far-fetched, right?), so it's something I should definitely get used to... even though I've already had two years to do that. I won't even begin to explain the plot; one of my absolute worst qualities is shyness, and my other quality being modesty, when it comes to my writing. Plus, it's too difficult to explain; if at all you care.&amp;nbsp; It's sad, isn't it?&amp;nbsp; I expect myself to publish a book by the end of this upcoming year, and I have both modest and shy features?&amp;nbsp; Same goes for poetry, though I've only written one poem in my life that I've actually kept.&amp;nbsp; I'm not very good when it comes to sticking with ideas, which is why I'm so confident about the book I'm writing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I love writing.&amp;nbsp; Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading.&amp;nbsp; I think I can make this clear: I love to read.&amp;nbsp; Harry Potter, Twilight, Chronicles of Narnia, Inkheart.&amp;nbsp; Fantasy is what I live for.&amp;nbsp; Especially magic, and vampires, and stuff like that.&amp;nbsp; One of my other hobbies is critiquing what I read, as in, deciding whether it was good or bad, or if at all it had reason to be created.&amp;nbsp; If I don't get bored and throw the piece of literature down, I'll read it through, awe at its wonder, talk about it with someone (or ramble, in hopes that they don't care about spoliers), and then point out its every flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like correcting things &lt;em&gt;for&lt;/em&gt; people, as in, spelling errors, grammatical errors, et cetera.&amp;nbsp; It really makes me feel useful to point out other people's flaws, and it makes me feel better when they confide in me with their writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading.&amp;nbsp; Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes the part that some people might not expect.&amp;nbsp; Pyschology is a passion of mine.&amp;nbsp; I'm not going to pretend that I know what someone else is thinking, but that's just it.&amp;nbsp; I can't stand to know that a friend of mine is angry, depressed, or something that worries me.&amp;nbsp; I pester people to tell me what's wrong, and it makes me feel that much better when I know what's wrong with someone.&amp;nbsp; Besides getting the awesome feeling of being a good listener, I love to help them, too.&amp;nbsp; Sure, I'm not the best person for the job, but at least they let me help them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pyschology.&amp;nbsp; Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arguing.&amp;nbsp; Lawyer.&amp;nbsp; Do the math.&amp;nbsp; Arguing is my passion, so I really want to be a lawyer when I grow up, and get my degrees in pyschology and - above all else - English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arguing.&amp;nbsp; Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy?&amp;nbsp; Comes with writing and pyschology.&amp;nbsp; I love critiquing the world.&amp;nbsp; Sure, it gets stressfull and frustrating, but when I'm done pointing out ever flaw that the world holds to myself... well, it takes me a while, but it sure is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy.&amp;nbsp; Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, before I dull you to a long sleep, I suppose I should end.&amp;nbsp; I hope this wasn't too weak for a first post, and thank you to those of you who have actually &lt;em&gt;read &lt;/em&gt;this far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciation, sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Sammius&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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