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      <pubDate>Sun, 20 Mar 2011 18:19:52 -0400</pubDate>
      <dc:creator>flolepoiro</dc:creator>
      <title>writing. My hope.</title>
      <description>Yesterday was quite a good day. Today was weird. Tomorrow I don't know. But I think it's gonna be worst.
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My studies make me worried. It is kind of a moment of your life you cannot fail. If you fail in your studies you will never get the decent work you want. And I am worried about this.
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In my all life I was always kind of an uncourageous girl, who is always scared about the future. When something become difficult for me I'm...</description>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 18 Mar 2011 09:28:33 -0400</pubDate>
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      <title>Again in the confusion</title>
      <description>God sake
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It's been years I haven't write something. I think I'm in a point where I have to share my feelings.&amp;nbsp;
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Just like I said few years ago, life is organize with moments of happiness and moments of sadness. You just cannot be happy all your life. It is just like you had to have some moments when you have to think about yourself, about what you do, about your difficulties, and some where you have to resolved all the...</description>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2009 14:27:14 -0400</pubDate>
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      <title>whouach!</title>
      <description>It's been now about one year. Life is made with up and down. The more you go down, the more you will go up.
I've never been so happy in my life right now. And it's been a while now. Actually I don't even remember when was I through my depression.
I still have no boyfriend. I realise that it wasn't necessary to be happy. There is so much to do. so much to discover. So much to live. I live very well in my lonelyness. Still, I have a lot of...</description>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 11 Nov 2007 15:23:00 -0500</pubDate>
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      <title>*my poem*</title>
      <description>This is a very strange feelingI feel so differentAnd the world don&amp;#39;t have the same toneSomething changed my lifeBut what ?I think, I had have 2seconds to changeI growth or my mind became blurryI look my face in mirrorHorror!Who that stranger ?&amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re so pretty girlI think I like you&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t moveBut 2 seconds later I&amp;#39;m an other personI can see myself growingThat makes me scaredTe quieroNo te quieroThat what I feel...</description>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 11 Nov 2007 14:29:00 -0500</pubDate>
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      <title>In France, 3 million of people are through a depression</title>
      <description>Mercredi 7 Novembre,I feel so bad. Yesterday I was in rennes, where I want to do my studies next year. This year I&amp;#39;m so tired of my school. Catering school, where the rules are very strict. I think this year I want to live my youngness. But this school is like a prison. A prison where I&amp;#39;m trap, I can&amp;#39;t be free.This year I will have my final exam (Bacalaur&amp;eacute;at in french, that a big ****) so I spend 2 years to have this exam, and...</description>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2007 15:45:00 -0400</pubDate>
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      <title>writting, that's my last hope</title>
      <description>That&amp;#39;s funny how I can express much better myslef in english. Of course I do some mistakes, but my feelings can be express in english and it&amp;#39;s more difficult in french. Anyway, writting what I feel help me sometimes. I should say it usuelly help me. it help me to find solution to my problems.I&amp;#39;m not telling my life. That&amp;#39;s not usefull. Well for you, internet walker. I&amp;#39;m just telling you my feelings, how I can see the world....</description>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 20 Oct 2007 11:47:00 -0400</pubDate>
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      <title>A simply life of a 17 years old french girl</title>
      <description>People on the world want to be special. I hate belive I&amp;#39;ve got a normal life. But the truth is, I&amp;#39;m just a girl in the world. Sometimes I feel lonely. I got friends, but no lover. I never had one. I often wonder &amp;quot;what is love ?&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;I never cry for someone. I realise I cried only when people cry. Sometimes it so sad to see everybody crying and I don&amp;#39;t have any drop on my face. I miss feelings. Sometimes I wonder if I do...</description>
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