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  <title>nothing serious i hope.....</title>
  <subtitle>state of mind</subtitle>
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  <updated>2005-03-02T17:44:29Z</updated>
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    <title>Almost over</title>
    <published>2005-03-02T17:44:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-02T17:44:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I´m feeling so fucking tired. Last few weeks have been hard. The play is going well, but with averything else that´s been going on, like planning the whole festival, I´ll be glad when it´s over and I´ll be able to go to bed before 1 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´m looking forward to going to Reykjavík next week. Eddie Izzard, audition, relax. Although it might not be so relaxing, seeing that a visit to Reykjavík usually drains my energy to the lowest.&lt;br /&gt;It´ll still be fun seeing Helga and Óskar after all this time and maybe (hopefully) few other old friends.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:burstabubble:17908</id>
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    <title>Three hairstyles in three days</title>
    <published>2005-02-17T23:33:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-17T23:44:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I´ve lost my unique identity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 405px; HEIGHT: 293px" height="240" alt="Hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/burstabubble/self/DSCF0003.jpg" width="320"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 406px; HEIGHT: 302px" height="240" alt="Hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/burstabubble/self/DSCF0051.jpg" width="320"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/burstabubble/self/DSCF0056.jpg" width="320"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What one doesn´t do for the sake of theatre</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:burstabubble:17030</id>
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    <title>burstabubble @ 2005-02-14T11:29:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-14T12:01:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-14T12:01:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Hi there, it´s been a while.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I´ve been so busy with school, work, rehearsals and planning this festival that I haven´t been able to write a thing. I´d would probably have helped some but hey. . . .&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The festival start in 10 days with the premier of the play. I´ts surprisingly hard to play the role of a self centered ego maniac with a drinking problem - strange, since there seems to bee some resemblance. We´ve also planned two concerts, song contest, stand up show, our own radio broadcasting and much more. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I Dj´d at a dance last friday. Jolly good time. The mood was crazy, one of the best dances I´ve been to.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;DJ Johnny Glamour had fun.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I saw an ad in the paper about some American production company´s audition in Reykjavík 8-12 of march. I´m thinking about checking in out.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>burstabubble @ 2004-12-30T02:41:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-30T02:44:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-30T02:44:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Need a new icon</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:burstabubble:16566</id>
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    <title>Alive</title>
    <published>2004-12-23T17:02:51Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-23T17:02:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Auður has been back for two weeks now and I´m feeling better than ever. I threw a surprise party for her on her first friday back. She was really surprised and everyone had allot of fun. Later that night wasn´t as fun though. After the pub on the first floor closed, allot of people invited themselves to my party. I was down stairs telling a guy he wasn´t welcome so he punched me 4 times in the face and broke my nose. Two days ago we had to go to Reykjavík to get my nose fixed and since it had been so long since it happened, the doctor had to break it again. It was without a doubt the worst pain I´ve ever had to endure. The sound of my nose breaking back into place is branded on my soul till I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song has now been released and has sold in close to 150 copies. The final version of it sound magnificent. Dóri is a genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I´m back in Tálknafjörður after a long trip from Reykjavík. I took the ferry to Brjánslækur and it took me 2 hours to drive from Brjánslækur to Tálknafjörður. A drive wich usually takes less than an hour. But the weather was bad so I didn´t go faster than 50km/ph the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went for a beer @ Hópið with Auður and Helga. After wards we paid Hulda a visit and I managed to sell her a copie of the song. &lt;br /&gt;This morning there was a christening at my grandparents place and I was one of the baby´s godfathers. After that everybody ate skata and drank icelandic jólabrennivín (christmas fire-wine).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight: Traditional Þorláksmessu late night trip to the hot pools with friends and beers. Party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be naughty and buy it or nice and then Santa will give it to you.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:burstabubble:16221</id>
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    <title>88 / 1 - jingle-balls</title>
    <published>2004-12-06T17:48:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-06T17:53:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yeah... so, what´s up?&lt;br /&gt;Today I found out, to my great relief, that I only need to take a certain amount of test to qualify for the grant, doesn´t matter if I pass them or not. I´ve taken 2 tests already and have 3 to go. I´m going to fail miserably in at least 1 of them, but with the others, there is a chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auður is coming to Iceland tomorrow and on wednesday she´ll be here with me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go and clean my apartment.</content>
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    <title>74 / 15 -  With everything to lose / It´s worth it</title>
    <published>2004-11-22T18:29:51Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-22T18:29:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Lonetar - Let´s be us again</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Tell me what I have to do tonight&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd do anything to make it right&lt;br /&gt;Let's be us again&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the way I lost my head&lt;br /&gt;I dont why I said the things I said&lt;br /&gt;Lets be us again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I stand with everything to lose&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I dont wanna ever see the end&lt;br /&gt;Baby please, I'm reachin out for you&lt;br /&gt;Won't you open up your heart and let me come back in&lt;br /&gt;Lets be us again&lt;br /&gt;Us again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me Im way past pride&lt;br /&gt;Isn't there some way that we can try&lt;br /&gt;To be us again&lt;br /&gt;Even if it takes a while&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait right here until I see that smile&lt;br /&gt;That says we're us again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I stand with everything to lose&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I dont wanna ever see the end&lt;br /&gt;Baby please, I'm reachin out for you&lt;br /&gt;Won't you open up your heart and let me come back in&lt;br /&gt;Lets be us &lt;br /&gt;Ohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby baby, what would I do&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine life without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I stand with everything to lose&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I dont wanna ever see the end&lt;br /&gt;Baby please I'm reachin out for you&lt;br /&gt;Won't you open up your heart and let me come back in&lt;br /&gt;Oh here I am I'm reachin out for you&lt;br /&gt;Won't you open up your heart and let me come back in&lt;br /&gt;Lets be us again&lt;br /&gt;Oh, lets be us again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have a quality that draws the attention of people who need to talk to someone. People rely on me to listen, give advice and keep my mouth shut about their secrets.  I can´t say it bothers me. It´s actually kinda uplifting to be seen as trustworthy. But it can sometimes be hard. I need to confine in someone as well. I need a shoulder to lean on. When you spend all your time listening to other peoples troubles your own troubles are often pushed aside where they build up.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:burstabubble:15389</id>
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    <title>73 / 16 - Amazed</title>
    <published>2004-11-21T13:27:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-21T13:29:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Lonestar - Amazed  (it says it all)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Last night they played our song twice. It´s an amazing feeling to look upon a room full of people and everybody is singing along with them. To see all those people singing your lyric, smiling. Jólagjöfin í ár.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am more content than I have been for a long time. Maybe it´s beacause everything that  took on is over, the argument contest, the one man show, and the short film contest. "Namtab in Motion - The seven deadly sins" took the price for the best film. I was so determined to be busy and not let myself wither up and die, that I agreed to do everything that came my way, not seeing that I didn´t really have the time to do it all. But I did and now I have time to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´n in love with live. Feeling better than I have for a long time and I have you to thank for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a party at my place after the dance last night. I wasn´t invited. I was a sleep. Hope they had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemur í hillurnar 10. des.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ég vill vera með þér&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´m glad. Thanks for the e-mail. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The smell of you skin &lt;br /&gt;The taste of you kiss &lt;br /&gt;The way you whisper in the dark &lt;br /&gt;Your hair all around me, baby you surround me &lt;br /&gt;You touch everyplace in my heart &lt;br /&gt;Oh it feels like the first time every time &lt;br /&gt;I wanna spend the whole night in your eyes&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>65 / 24 - Codependence</title>
    <published>2004-11-13T13:49:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-13T13:49:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Maybe I should learn to rely on my selfa bit more. &lt;br /&gt;I wouldn´t want to be a burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/burstabubble/self/Saeli4.jpg" width="300" height="225" alt=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/burstabubble/self/rsll.jpg" width="300" height="225" alt=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/burstabubble/self/IMG_8969.jpg" width="300" height="225" alt=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should just stay behind the bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight:&lt;br /&gt;Mugison live @ Edinborg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mugimama, is this monkey music?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Brain Police - Electric Fungus&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Hugrún</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:burstabubble:15068</id>
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    <title>62 / 27 - Spirits are high</title>
    <published>2004-11-10T20:26:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-10T20:26:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Monday night I qualified for the schools argument team. I argued that artist are deadbeats that don´t want to work. I came in second place. So i one week I´m going to Reykjavík to go up against Hraðbraut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an hour long phone call from Ekvador last night.&lt;br /&gt;I knew I missed her but I hadn´t realized how much I missed cracking jokes and laughing with her. &lt;br /&gt;I love her voice, I love her laugh, I even love to hear her breathing.&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, I love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It´s me</content>
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    <title>59 / 30 - Disrespect</title>
    <published>2004-11-07T17:31:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-07T17:31:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Without respect&lt;br /&gt;I´m loosing self respect&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should accept&lt;br /&gt;the way things are&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>59 / 30 - Sick, tired and lonely</title>
    <published>2004-11-07T16:49:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-07T16:49:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was dj-ing at Sjallinn last friday. It was fun. I could get used to this dj buisness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A funny thing happened while I was in the booth. Some chick walked in on me and told me she loved me and asked me to give her a kiss. I respectfully declined and asked her to return to the dance floor. She was kinda sad about it and asked why the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;My answer was; &lt;u&gt;Out of respect for my girlfriend.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I get some respect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/burstabubble/self/so.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wax?</content>
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    <title>55 / 34 - I just don´t know</title>
    <published>2004-11-03T13:54:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-03T13:54:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I´ve been pondering the idea to drop out off school after next semester, even thoo there´s not much left. I just hate the idea to be stuck there, learning something just because I have to. Maybe I don´t have to. I think I have already achieved enough education to qualify for an Australian theater school. I have no desire to neadlessly postpone that goal of mine just to get some useless degree here in Iceland. It´s a depressing thought to be studying something, that you have no desire to learn, for God knows how long, before finally being able to do what you really want. And I want to leave this place after one year, travel around for a few months and then follow my calling. Be an actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing depresses me about the whole thing. To be able to go I will have to do one of the things I hate the most. Since that is the best way to earn a good income, I will have to go on sea for a few months before going abroad. I don´t like being a fisherman, it´s worse than being in school for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;Rather than working on sea I want to work with people. Not that I would be spending my time alone while being on sea, but I would be working with fish. I have no interrest in that. If it would provide a good enough income I would want to . . . . . . I don´t know. . . . . be out there. Dealing with people, orginazing events or even be working with tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´m done</content>
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    <title>48 / 41 - It´s been a long time</title>
    <published>2004-10-27T22:52:56Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-27T22:52:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tori Amos - Winter</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;I want to drop you a line but I´m still pissed off.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It´s been so long that it feels like no one is on the other end. I feel like I have been talking on the phone for an hour and all I´ve been hearing back is breathing. But the breath is fading out.&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>46 / 43 - We have reached the second half</title>
    <published>2004-10-25T21:27:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-26T16:17:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There was a dance last saturday. Great fun.&lt;br /&gt;I was Dj Johnny Glamour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/burstabubble/self/417be673d2c8e.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/burstabubble/self/417be671b099a.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/burstabubble/self/417be661f2751.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/burstabubble/self/417be61c2ee35.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/burstabubble/self/417be60c0a359.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/burstabubble/self/417be60a7f644.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to me, why don´t you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´m alone</content>
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    <title>42 / 47 - Like it</title>
    <published>2004-10-21T20:23:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-21T20:23:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">How´s the new look?&lt;br /&gt;Is anybody out there?</content>
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    <title>42 / 47 - Busy fucker</title>
    <published>2004-10-21T20:19:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-21T20:19:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have to much fucking things to do.&lt;br /&gt;Speech contest, theater night, DJ-ing this weekend (need to get some gear), working on the schools social life, making up for 3 weeks out of school, short film, documentary.&lt;br /&gt;My heads a fucking rollercoaster.</content>
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    <title>38 / 51  - - Was he robbed of the asphalt that cushioned his face</title>
    <published>2004-10-18T01:06:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-18T01:06:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kristey - Pretend</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Last night was not as fun as the night before. I was so terribly hungover that I couldn´t do anything. I tried drinking to make it better, but it didn´t work. Me and Dóri went to Gaukurinn, stayed there for like a half hour and watched Kimono perform. Not my cup of coffee so I asked Dóri to take me home. At 1 am I signed in on MSN and websurfed for like 5 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steinar drove me to the airport today and I flew home to Tálknafjörður.&lt;br /&gt;I lay in the hot pool for an hour and watched the stars. There´s so many of them. Overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the chat Kristey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you want it &lt;br /&gt;it goes away to fast&lt;br /&gt;times you hate it&lt;br /&gt;it always seems to last"</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>37 / 52 - crazy night</title>
    <published>2004-10-16T18:38:14Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-16T18:38:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last night was the dogs bollocks. Insane. So much fun.&lt;br /&gt;Prodigy live @ Laugardalshöll. They were great. Afterwards me and Steinar went to Iðnó, Ísafjörður Rock City was on. Good music there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking down Laugarvegur I found a small christmas tree. I picked it up and carried it with me.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I found this flower and it made me think of you.&lt;br /&gt;girl1:Aaw, that is so sweet. &lt;br /&gt;girl2: Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;girl1: I´m afraid I don´t have a big enough vase.&lt;br /&gt;Me: So you don´t want it?&lt;br /&gt;girl2: We can´t accept that.&lt;br /&gt;girl1: But thanks anyway. (Girls 1 and 2 kiss me on the cheek)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Steinar went to Gaukur á Stöng. I played pool with Krummi, the singer in Mínus. We left the pub at 9:30 this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´m meeting Óskar and his new girlfriend tonight. We are going to the theater with Steinar. Bjarnis school thingy.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>32 / 57 - waiting</title>
    <published>2004-10-11T17:10:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-11T17:10:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tom Waits</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today I went to school for the first time in more than 3 weeks. To my horror I learned that I have a test tomorrow, that should be fun. Ugh! Kristín is meeting me soon to give me all the excercises I need to finish to prepare for the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´m waiting&lt;br /&gt;- for some news from her.&lt;br /&gt;- for an e-mail from Morfís.&lt;br /&gt;- for a response from Queensland Central University.&lt;br /&gt;- for pictures from the trip to Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´ve been feeling better. Although last friday I drank way to much, ran into a pole, told a mean momma joke, had a fight and passed out in an unknown house. Word of advice: watch out for "Irish car bomb".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blank</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>25 / 64  my song - working progress</title>
    <published>2004-10-04T23:56:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-04T23:56:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;This has been one of the worst days of my life.&lt;br&gt;Yesterday I was expelled from school for a week. There was a school trip last friday, 120 people and most of us drinking, so far over 60 of us have been expelled for few days. &lt;br&gt;I miss her more than ever and on saturday I did something that I regret.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I´m working on a song. Thank you Dóri. If it wasn´t for you this would never have been more that just a short poem.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna jump up to the sky up far,&lt;br&gt;Look around and kiss a star.&lt;br&gt;I wanna float around with the northern light&lt;br&gt;Grab the moon and take a bite&lt;br&gt;If you would follow me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are so many things I´d like to say to you&lt;br&gt;If only you´d sit down and listen to me&lt;br&gt;When I´m trying to tell you&lt;br&gt;I would follow you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I´ll take the chance and go away &lt;br&gt;Although I might be left alone.&lt;br&gt;And if you follow I promise you&lt;br&gt;I´ll never go away again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I´d want to sink to the oceans deep&lt;br&gt;Where I would forever sleep&lt;br&gt;I´d want to float around with the deep seastream&lt;br&gt;Where no one would hear my scream.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(If you wouldn´t follow me)?&lt;br&gt;(If you would reject me)?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is nothing that I would not do for you&lt;br&gt;I would travel the world to be with you&lt;br&gt;I only want to be with you&lt;br&gt;I am because of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Underlined parts of the lyrics are still a big maybe.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Feedback?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I´ve started a new job. Baking pizza´s at Pizza 67. It´s good. I need the money and they´re paying me allot. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ciao&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>24 / 65</title>
    <published>2004-10-03T21:49:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-03T21:49:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am an empty shell. A mere shadow of my former self.&lt;br /&gt;I am the moon, with the earth blocking me from her sunshine I am pitch black.&lt;br /&gt;She is the air which my lungs breath.&lt;br /&gt;Her smile is the essence of my being.&lt;br /&gt;Without her touch my life is nonexistent</content>
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    <title>Salerno</title>
    <published>2004-10-01T14:59:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-01T16:56:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Two days ago I left Paola.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We traveled, by train, to Salerno. There, for the first time in 12 day, I found an internet connection for hire. I was finally able to read her blog and see how she´s been doing. She´s having fun in Peru. I´m happy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I had received an e-mail from her the day before. She wondered why I hadn´t contacted her. Found it hard to believe that there weren´t any internet connections in Italy. Wondered if I was loosing interest, if I had found something better. Made&amp;nbsp;an uneasy&amp;nbsp;remark. She had read a lie about me on someone else´s blog, which had&amp;nbsp;hurt her. She didn´t know that it wasn´t true.&amp;nbsp;My vision blurred, head aching and my heart beating so hard that it hurt. I can understand. No one can go on for two weeks constantly doubting a loved ones honesty.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Later that day&amp;nbsp;I, and few others from my group, paid a visit to Salerno´s huge cathedral. The size of it and the beauty was overwhelming. I wandered the halls in a haze. Wondering, worrying.&amp;nbsp;After some time I found myself sitting on the front&amp;nbsp;pew, almost in tears. Not knowing if it was out of fright or loneliness. Probably both.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In the evening was able to&amp;nbsp;gain access&amp;nbsp;to a web connected computer, in the hostel where I spent that night. I logged on to MSN and to my delight she was also logged on. I explained my situation and she withdrew her remark. She hadn´t meant it. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I love her more than breathing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>At Stanstead</title>
    <published>2004-09-30T15:38:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-30T15:38:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The last two weeks have been great, but more about that later.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently at Stanstead, waiting for a connecting flight from Italy to Iceland. I've been here two hours already and have three hours left before my plain departs. I'm using a coin paid internet computer at the terminal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes ago everyone was requested to abandon the terminal because af a fire. Everything went well, the fire was out in only a matter of minutes. The one thing I regret  though is the 1 Sterling I lost because  they cut off the power in the arcade room whilst I was playing Time Crisis 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. I just had to try out this coin internet thing.  .  . what an age we live in :-)</content>
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    <title>You betray the mans son with a kiss?</title>
    <published>2004-09-15T17:17:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-15T17:19:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So I watched The Passion of Christ today. Amazing. The cinematography, the directorial work and the music were all among the most beautiful work I´ve seen. Two thumbs up. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My first dance as the school´s social chairman went alright. I would have been happy to get more people to come, but the weather was so nice that allot of people just hung outside the dance without buying a ticket. Kalli Bjarni, the Icelandic Idol, was the evening main attraction. He did a pretty good job, even though he was a bit drunk. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Auður flew to Peru last week. I´m already missing her, more so than I would have thought after such a short time apart. I´m &amp;nbsp;greatly looking forward to my trip to Italy in two days. The change of scenery, exciting activities and new people will hopefully help me cope with the separation a bit better. The trips cost is now down to 800kr (10 dollars) thanks to sizable donations from local firms.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Been finding it difficult to get out off bed in the mornings. Sometimes I wake up 4 hours late, not even recalling the sound of my alarm clock. Not what I need in the start of the school year, especially with the upcoming 2 week break from it.&amp;nbsp;There´s going to be an fun filled October catching up on school work.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;L8er&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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