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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>Hafa adai, i na’an-hu si Edwardjohn Fejeran
(Hello, My name is Edwardjohn Fejeran)

but you can call me EJ, Eej, Ed, Eddie, or even  Mr. Awesome.</description><title>Eej.Dougie</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @eejdougie)</generator><link>http://eejdougie.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>A fascinating feeling....</title><description>&lt;p&gt;lack of sleep, powered by copious amounts of caffeine just to get through my day has got me feeling like im on a turbo jet with the shackles still on my ankles. Im not sure if its a good thing, but i feel like its a good feeling. Like a drug&amp;#8230; good kind of drug.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://eejdougie.tumblr.com/post/22616014703</link><guid>http://eejdougie.tumblr.com/post/22616014703</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2012 19:27:38 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Half awake, half asleep</title><description>&lt;p&gt;tomorrow is the big day, well technically today considering the fact that its already almost 3 in the morning. What am I doing up so late knowing that I need a lot of rest for this upcoming event that&amp;#8217;s about to take place. Is it nervousness, or anxiety? I am in a stir of emotions right now and I cant make up my mind. This why I need my remedy for this enigma, which I am for to baffled to solve its perplexity. But one day I would no longer add salt to the wound. Oh how I wish that I could have a lobotomy and just remove the part of feeling empty and lonely. My mind is conscious, and my body rests.. or vise versa. needless to say, I need to sleep soon.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://eejdougie.tumblr.com/post/21708200413</link><guid>http://eejdougie.tumblr.com/post/21708200413</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2012 05:59:33 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>vintage body art</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2ypy4ZnLy1ruwordo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;vintage body art&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://eejdougie.tumblr.com/post/21693222828</link><guid>http://eejdougie.tumblr.com/post/21693222828</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2012 22:37:16 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2ylpo05AJ1qjoifyo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://eejdougie.tumblr.com/post/21689692574</link><guid>http://eejdougie.tumblr.com/post/21689692574</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2012 21:52:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"YOLO
You Only Live Once"</title><description>“YOLO&lt;br/&gt;
You Only Live Once”</description><link>http://eejdougie.tumblr.com/post/21688796018</link><guid>http://eejdougie.tumblr.com/post/21688796018</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2012 21:41:38 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>the lifestyle i have walked into</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2ymwgbDAB1ruwordo1_250.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;the lifestyle i have walked into&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://eejdougie.tumblr.com/post/21687945902</link><guid>http://eejdougie.tumblr.com/post/21687945902</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2012 21:31:28 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Something new??</title><description>&lt;p&gt;During my high school days there was Xanga.com. I am not to familiar of what blogging really is, but have somewhat of an idea what it could be. Is it something for me to put on the internet so that everyone could know what&amp;#8217;s going on in my life? Sounds to me like a public diary and everyone has the password to reading it. But I am not doing this for the world&amp;#8217;s entertainment, I am doing this for me. There are only so many who could understand what i am going through, and very few who can actually give advice to which direction i must head to. Sounds like another sad story coming up, dont get me wrong not everything is all drama, but I&amp;#8217;m sure that&amp;#8217;s what the audience would love to hear about.. this world is full of negativity and doubt, it just seems so much easier to feel depressed than to feel happy. To me depression is easier to feel because it comes out of the blue and so randomly, where happiness is something you have to work for. That&amp;#8217;s just me thinking&amp;#8230; Judge all you want, your input is greatly appreciated.. I&amp;#8217;m not gonna lie but before i could even type in my first words I thought to myself, &amp;#8220;What kind of words of can i put on here to make myself sound educated?&amp;#8221; that&amp;#8217;s just for a moment, but why am i lying to myself? I know that the highest level of education that i have is a high school diploma, I know that i didn&amp;#8217;t take my education seriously, I know that my lack of knowledge hinders me from whats out there, I know that my ignorance has obscured my vision to broad range of vocabulary, &lt;strong&gt;but I also know that as long as i am breathing it is never to late to learn..&lt;/strong&gt; I am open to criticism, and I am not afraid to admit fault. I can learn from my mistakes, but i would love to not make them. Knowledge is power, I am always willing to feed it the nutrients that it needs.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so hows that for my first blog?? be advise that i am new to this so dont hate :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://eejdougie.tumblr.com/post/21687609700</link><guid>http://eejdougie.tumblr.com/post/21687609700</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2012 21:27:00 -0400</pubDate><category>blogging</category><category>new</category><category>first time</category><category>critique</category><category>say something</category></item><item><title>get out of my mind, 7 months and im still like this. the typical heart broken story.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;get out of my mind, 7 months and im still like this. the typical heart broken story.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://eejdougie.tumblr.com/post/21610138229</link><guid>http://eejdougie.tumblr.com/post/21610138229</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Apr 2012 19:33:31 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Procrastination</title><description>&lt;p&gt;i have so much to get done, and so little time. however i would much rather watch the grass grow. i have no source of motivation to even carry out my plans through the day. it&amp;#8217;ll pass.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://eejdougie.tumblr.com/post/21605302965</link><guid>http://eejdougie.tumblr.com/post/21605302965</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Apr 2012 18:27:47 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2wjhdtb5d1ruwordo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://eejdougie.tumblr.com/post/21604911700</link><guid>http://eejdougie.tumblr.com/post/21604911700</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Apr 2012 18:22:25 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
