<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">
  <channel>
    <title>rachacademyis' Journals on Buzznet</title>
    <description><![CDATA[]]></description>
    <link>http://rachacademyis.buzznet.com/user/journal/</link>
    <language>en-us</language>
		    <item>
	      <title><![CDATA[Escaping The Gaping... 10/14/08]]></title>
	      <link>http://rachacademyis.buzznet.com/user/journal/3191321/escaping-gaping-10-14-08/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[<P><FONT size=1><FONT face=calibri>Five years have passed. They taunted me. Their words seeped into my skin and inched around my bones. Their faces pinned to mine, amused again at my expense. Overwhelmed with emotion, I concealed myself from their surveillance. My escape transpired. The music exploded in my ears, my only separation from their world. They continued to gaze at me, an “innocent” misunderstanding. I sit and wait; my facade camouflaged my feelings. I will always evade their eyes.</SPAN> </FONT></FONT></P>
<HR>

<P></P>
<P></P><FONT face=calibri size=1><I>
<CENTER>William,&nbsp;if&nbsp;I could only tell you one thing, it would be that&nbsp;you are simply astounding. I&nbsp;am an avid reader of your blog, and&nbsp;I am in love with 'Fast Times At Barrington High'.&nbsp;Your writing is beautiful; I can only yearn for your talent.&nbsp;Thank you for creating this club. It is an outlet; it is helping young&nbsp;people...including myself. XOXO</EM> </I>
<P></P>
<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"><STRONG>SANTI</STRONG></P></I></FONT></CENTER>]]></description>
		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>rachacademyis</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-10-14T18:54:00Z</dc:date>
	    </item>
		    <item>
	      <title><![CDATA[lusty imaginings...10/13/08]]></title>
	      <link>http://rachacademyis.buzznet.com/user/journal/3180161/lusty-imaginings10-13-08/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[<FONT face=Calibri><FONT size=1>  <CENTER>  <P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt">Although my dreams suggest that we are acquainted, it is no surprise that you do not even know my name. To distinguish between myself...and the humanity that admires you...would be an intricate task for the deity that you are. But as I am unconscious, I seem to genuinely experience your presence about me. Vaguely and without explanation, you hold me close to you. I am esteemed, but astonished, to be in your existence. This sense of covetousness and romance confounds me throughout the night spent in your arms. But my trance is simply a pretense of my imagination. I am awake; haunted, preoccupied, and filled with dissatisfaction. The five of my senses thirst for your presence. And tomorrow, if fate&nbsp;allows, I will be&nbsp;mystified by&nbsp;you again. </P>  <P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt">&nbsp;</P>  <P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt">&nbsp;</P>  <P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt">  <HR>  </P>  <P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"><EM>William,&nbsp;if&nbsp;I could only tell you one thing, it would be that&nbsp;you are simply astounding. I&nbsp;am an avid reader of your blog, and&nbsp;I am astounded by Fast Times At Barrington High.&nbsp;Your writing is beautiful; I can only yearn for your talent.&nbsp;Thank you for creating this club. It is an outlet; it is helping young&nbsp;people...including myself. XOXO</EM></P>  <P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"><STRONG>SANTI</STRONG></P></FONT></FONT></FONT></CENTER></FONT>]]></description>
		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>rachacademyis</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-10-13T08:43:00Z</dc:date>
	    </item>
	  </channel>
</rss>

