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	<title>Looking for self...</title>
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	<description>Looking for self... Syndication</description>
	<pubDate>Sat, 02 Feb 2008 23:48:00 -0800</pubDate>
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		<title>Waiting To Begin.</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[<!--fonto:Impact--><span style="font-family:Impact"><!--/fonto-->Hello, I don't know you, and you sure as heck don't know me. My name is Samantha, you can call me Sam. I don't know nor care if anyone reads this blog, the only thing that matters to me is that I can vent in it and track my progress in becoming a tattoo artist. I am currently 19 and living in a small town place called Plattsburgh, located in New York. It isn't that fantastic and neither am I. One thing though that i do love about this small place is that it happens to have 5 tattoo parlors (All but 1 are in walking distance of my apartment) and i am in serious need of an apprenticeship at one of them. <br /><br />My current situation is this; I LOVE tattoos, I love art, i dropped out of college to do this, i bought the equipment, still waiting for some of it to arrive,  and am willing to work on oranges, dead birds, myself and willing friends to build skills. &lt;in that order actually)<br /><br />My problems; I AM NERVOUS! I want to create a new portfolio that can get me the apprenticeship I NEED, I have limited funds, currently no job <img src="http://forum.ink-trails.com/style_emoticons/default/sad.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":(" border="0" alt="sad.gif" />, no bed to call my own because someone stole it, and a serious lack of creativity due to the fact that my family is in the midst of hating me and doubting my abilities because i left school and home, My older sister constantly needs money from me, I need a new muse, stupid love stuff that i am somewhat ignoring because it isn't helping my motivational levels, <br />and last but not least... my room (which although i have lived here for a month, have still not moved into), being inhabited by a freeloader who loves to hit on me, is a total mess.<br />Me now;<br />So here i am... Sitting on the large brown couch in my living room at 5:06 am. The lights are off, my laptop is blinding me, Goose (my roommate) is once again snoring like a chainsaw on the second couch. I have slept a total of 8 hours in the last 72 hours and have a wicked head ache and my whole body is stiff. I am contemplating the thought of walking over to the corner store a block from my house at 6 to get coffee and smokes but i think i might actually sleep soon. The reason I feel this ability is that knowing that i now have this place to vent at and venting in it right now is making me feel so much better about my whole situation.   <!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc--> <br /><br /> Me yesterday V                                                                    <br /><br /><img src="http://a308.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/85/l_9faaf35ab788e1df14849bcac7c6f8b3.jpg" border="0" class="linked-image" /><br /><br />Me now       V<br /><br /><img src="http://a116.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/23/l_0ccaff1ac1ba600d2d11098a1ce583f3.jpg" border="0" class="linked-image" /><br /><br />So now, after all that the only thing i can do now is work on art and wait for my future to arrive in the mail....]]></description>
		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Jan 2008 02:34:26 -0800</pubDate>
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