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        <title>Blog van Sophie N.</title>
        <description>Blogberichten van Sophie N.</description>
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            <title>Schoolwerk genotsmiddelen.</title>
            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=81606835</link>
            <description>Voor school moet ik een werkje maken samen met een vriendin&lt;br /&gt;over jongeren (14-18 jaar) die genotsmiddelen gebruiken..&lt;br /&gt;onder genotsmiddelen verstaan we: drugs, alcohol, roken, seksspeeltjes...&lt;br /&gt;als je 1 of ander genotsmiddelgebruikt.. laat het mij dan wete wa je gebruikt.. &amp;amp; wrm je dat doet..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; hoeveel &amp;amp; hoe je ermee begonnen bent&lt;br /&gt;ja mag ook een privébericht sturen! &lt;img class=&quot;smiley&quot; src=&quot;http://v.netlogstatic.com/v4.00/2434//s/i/smilies/wink.gif&quot; alt=&quot;:)&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gezou ons er een groot plezier mee doen &lt;img class=&quot;smiley&quot; src=&quot;http://v.netlogstatic.com/v4.00/2434//s/i/smilies/wink.gif&quot; alt=&quot;:)&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x</description>
            <author>the_phieke</author>
            <pubDate>Tue, 03 Feb 2009 19:52:20 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Schorpioen</title>
            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=81601034</link>
            <description>Schorpioen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je hebt een ruwe bolster maar een zachte pit. Je opent je hart voor heel weinig mensen en het is moeilijk om je goed te leren kennen. Maar als je iemand toelaat, dat gaat dat diep. Als jij zegt dat je van iemand houdt, dan is dat zo, en meestal voor het leven. &lt;br /&gt;Jij verwacht van je partner geen wilde passie, maar wel zekerheid, liefde, warmte en geborgenheid. Die brede schouders en die warme armen, daar doe je het voor. &lt;br /&gt;Jij hebt iemand nodig waar je op kan rekenen, die trouw en betrouwbaar is en je toch telkens weer weet te verrassen met lieve woorden en kleine attenties, want zonder romantiek kan jij niet leven.</description>
            <author>the_phieke</author>
            <pubDate>Mon, 02 Feb 2009 16:50:22 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Werkveldverkenning</title>
            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=81160050</link>
            <description>Heey!&lt;br /&gt;keb jullie nodig..&lt;br /&gt;ik moet zo tegen eind deze maand zo 2 plaatse hebben waar ik &lt;br /&gt;een dag werkveldverkenning kan doen. Da houdt dus in die mense zo ne dag&lt;br /&gt;volge en zien wa die allemaal doen enzo en meehelpe waar ik kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maar ik heb dus ng altij geen idee wa ik zou kunne doen..&lt;br /&gt;als er iemand ideetjes heeft.. tis altijd welkom he! &lt;img class=&quot;smiley&quot; src=&quot;http://v.netlogstatic.com/v4.00/2434//s/i/smilies/wink.gif&quot; alt=&quot;:)&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x</description>
            <author>the_phieke</author>
            <pubDate>Sun, 09 Nov 2008 19:19:47 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Weeshuis</title>
            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=80793748</link>
            <description>Ik zou zo graag telefoonnr en adresse hebben van weeshuizen in Vlaams-Brabant&lt;br /&gt;maar da besta precies ni fsoo in Belgie..&lt;br /&gt;alleee keb zo maar 1 site gevonde en daar staat zo eiglijk nx bij fsoo;.&lt;br /&gt;geen telefoonnr , geen adres enal..&lt;br /&gt;dus als iemand mij zo zou kunnen helpen fso.. &lt;img class=&quot;smiley&quot; src=&quot;http://v.netlogstatic.com/v4.00/2434//s/i/smilies/wink.gif&quot; alt=&quot;:)&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x</description>
            <author>the_phieke</author>
            <pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 12:30:48 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>pff  aftersun</title>
            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=80545993</link>
            <description>Ik had weer is wa voor he..&lt;br /&gt;ik was zo kei blij me mn bruin kleurtje&lt;br /&gt;dus ik wrijf vol enthousiasme aftersun op zo voor ik ga slapen..&lt;br /&gt;word ik de volgende dag wakker..&lt;br /&gt;hebbek zo overal bruine strepen op mn armen, benen&lt;br /&gt;schouders, gezicht.&lt;br /&gt;ik zo : wtf, wa is da.. ik heb toch geen bruine zonder zon fsoo gebruikt&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; ik maar aant denke van wa da zou kunnen komen tt een vriendin zegt&lt;br /&gt;ga is op het flesje kijke van uwe aftersun mss zat daar zo bruine zonder zon in..&lt;br /&gt;ik bekijk het flesje langs de voorkant .. nerges staat er iets op van bruine zonder zon..&lt;br /&gt;leest mn vriendin de achterkant.. staat er tss de kleine letterkes da er zo bruine zonder&lt;br /&gt;zon ook bij inzit..&lt;br /&gt;hier zittek dan mooi me al mn streepjes.. &lt;img class=&quot;smiley&quot; src=&quot;http://v.netlogstatic.com/v4.00/2434//s/i/smilies/ohmy.gif&quot; alt=&quot;:)&quot; /&gt;</description>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jul 2008 16:51:14 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Dawson's Creek Quotes</title>
            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=80478029</link>
            <description>Joey's Speech &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal Peskin. Our families. My fellow graduates. I stand before you aware of the similarities we share. I know you’re feeling -- outside of my incredible stage fright at this moment -- the same things I feel. Feelings of pride and accomplishment, of closure and regret, and a hopeful outlook for the future. You don’t need me to elaborate on those feelings. Instead I’d like to say something personal. And tell you that there are people in my life who are gone now. People I miss very much. And I am haunted by them in different ways. Whether we’re separated by death, or merely distance, I know they’re still with me. Because I keep them in my heart. The truth is, in time that’s all we’ll be to each other anyway... a population of memories. Some wonderful and endearing. Some less so. But taken together, those memories help make us who we are -- and who we will be. Whether you’re here with each other now... or merely in each other’s thoughts... remember one another on the road ahead. And I hope, no matter where your travels lead you in this life... you take Capeside with you.</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 17:28:35 UT</pubDate>
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            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=80478008</link>
            <description>- Als je mij denkt te versieren, heb je dat goed. (yanner) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jouw huis, mijn wijn? (yanner) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kan ik je iets aanbieden, een pintje, mijn lichaam...? (yanner) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Voor de voetbal-liefhebbers: Nu Duitsland verloren is, mag je nog altijd bij mij scoren...</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 17:25:37 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Lieve tekstjes</title>
            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=80477984</link>
            <description>You've never been so used as I'm using you &lt;br /&gt;Abusing you, my little decoy &lt;br /&gt;Don't look so blue &lt;br /&gt;You should've seen right through &lt;br /&gt;I'm using you, my little decoy &lt;br /&gt;My little decoy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cute in a way &lt;br /&gt;Till you cannot speak &lt;br /&gt;And you leave to have a cigarette &lt;br /&gt;Knees get weak &lt;br /&gt;Escape was just a nod &lt;br /&gt;And a casual wave &lt;br /&gt;Obsess about it, heavy for the next two days</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 17:23:35 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>nutteloze nadenkzinnen.</title>
            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=80477968</link>
            <description>Als de taal volmaakt was, zou de mens ophouden te denken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;In het niet weten van sommige dingen ligt een groot stuk wijsheid.&amp;quot;</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 17:21:31 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Kort maar krachtig</title>
            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=80477944</link>
            <description>Who knew words could make you feel so alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I owe you everything because you were there when I felt like I had nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smile in your eyes, made some of the lies worth believing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the type of girl who tried not to like you, but ends up falling for you even harder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“should I hate you because you hurt me? Or should I love you because you made me feel special.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“she's got him falling head over heals for her and I can't even get him to stumble...” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“i hate to wake you up to say goodbye.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“the challenge is to be yourself in a world that is trying to make you like everyone else.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not always know what I'm doing, but I'll try making things better. And when I make a mistake, because face it, we all do, I promise I'll ask for your help. I can't do this alone, but if you'll take a chance on me, we can do great things together. I promise, if you believe in me, I'll find the courage to reach for your every dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“i always wanted to try for you..i'd have done anything and more. But now you're so far out of reach. I've tried to hold on.. but I just can't anymore. I'm tired of trying for something that never gets any better. I'm tired of the pain. So from now on we'll live our lives apart from each other, and we'll pretend we don't remember everything we've shared. But I would've done anything for you.. and I still would”</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 17:19:29 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>nutteloze nadenkzinnen.</title>
            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=80466881</link>
            <description>Fietsen is gezond, eet meer fietsen? &lt;br /&gt;Als je rechts kijkt zie je links niets? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Elke mens is alleen en die naast ons lopen zijn vreemden die vroeg of laat tot dezelfde ontdekking moeten komen.&amp;quot;</description>
            <author>the_phieke</author>
            <pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2008 16:36:57 UT</pubDate>
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            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=80466864</link>
            <description>I know they always say &lt;br /&gt;True love's gotta set her free &lt;br /&gt;And maybe I'll get lucky &lt;br /&gt;She'll come flyin' back to me</description>
            <author>the_phieke</author>
            <pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2008 16:33:58 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Kort maar krachtig</title>
            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=80466853</link>
            <description>You're only bad if youre caught so that makes me a good girl, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live for the nights I can't remember with the people I'll never forget. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a firm believer that sometimes its right to do the wrong thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No man does right by a woman at a party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“you didn't intentionally break my heart; you even said you were sorry. But I cried anyway... I know the truth that you're too scared to admit, you're with her, but when you look at me, you can't remember her name... ”</description>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2008 16:31:55 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>one tree hill</title>
            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=80466844</link>
            <description>But I guess it's always been that way, wanting to be loved.. to find someone that makes your heart ache in a good way. &lt;br /&gt;- Brooke</description>
            <author>the_phieke</author>
            <pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2008 16:29:50 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Kort maar krachtig</title>
            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=80466828</link>
            <description>“he's like this goal that I have that I want to reach so bad, but the thought of actually getting him is so scary that I've stopped trying.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“always have hope for the guy that turns around one last time when he walks away.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“i'm twisted cause one side of me is tellin' me that I need to move on. On the other side I wanna break down and cry.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“the bad things in life open your eyes to the good things you weren't paying attention to before.”</description>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2008 16:27:31 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Kort maar krachtig</title>
            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=80456918</link>
            <description>&amp;quot;You wanna know what the truth is? I still love you and I probably will love you for a very long time but I can't just be your buddy because as much as I enjoy the concept of being &amp;quot;just friends&amp;quot; in reality it's a bizarre form of torture and I am not willing to participate in it so right now all I want to do is move on and get over you and the only way for me to do that is to not be around you anymore.&amp;quot;</description>
            <author>the_phieke</author>
            <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 17:53:17 UT</pubDate>
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            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=80456897</link>
            <description>It has been five days &lt;br /&gt;You haven't called me &lt;br /&gt;Do you still want me, still need me &lt;br /&gt;Am I on your mind &lt;br /&gt;Are you thinking of me &lt;br /&gt;Are you missing me like I miss you &lt;br /&gt;Crying constantly &lt;br /&gt;Runnin' out the reasons &lt;br /&gt;Why I haven't heard from you, I'm worried &lt;br /&gt;Got me doin' crazy things &lt;br /&gt;I can't even sleep, gotta get you back to me</description>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 17:50:41 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Kort maar krachtig</title>
            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=80456870</link>
            <description>“we talked a little today. We shared some civil, almost light or humorous words.. and yet it didn't feel the way it used to. I didn't get the feeling that I used to.. rather there was a knot in my stomach. You looked in my eyes as we sat across from each other and I held it as long as I could handle and this time, I was the first to look away. Nothing is the same anymore. The looks aren't the same, the bond is not the same.. nothing is the same. I know we've fought to stay strong for awhile but soemetimes I feel that being strong would mean letting go. So maybe one day, we won't pretend anymore. So maybe one day it will be okay again. That's all I want. I don't care what it takes, i want it to be okay again. ”</description>
            <author>the_phieke</author>
            <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 17:47:50 UT</pubDate>
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            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=80456849</link>
            <description>That I got love for you &lt;br /&gt;Big love for you &lt;br /&gt;Even when I'm tripping &lt;br /&gt;The fact remains that &lt;br /&gt;You will always be my baby &lt;br /&gt;My baby</description>
            <author>the_phieke</author>
            <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 17:45:10 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Kort maar krachtig</title>
            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=80448345</link>
            <description>&amp;quot;I quit pretending you were in love with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;One day I just realized he was gone for good -- and it was okay.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Not being able to do everything is no excuse for not doing everything you can.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot; The tans will fade, but the memories will last forever. &amp;quot;</description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 10:19:33 UT</pubDate>
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            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=80448321</link>
            <description>&amp;quot;Genieten is beseffen dat je een mooie herinnering aan het maken bent.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;In theorie is er geen verschil tussen praktijk en theorie, maar in praktijk wel.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Liefde is ruimte scheppen waarin de andere zichzelf kan zijn.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Waarom gebruiken sommige mensen zoveel Fuck als scheldwoord terwijl het eigenlijk gewoon hoort bij de voortplanting van de mens?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Waarom moet je op &amp;quot;start&amp;quot; duwen om de computer af te sluiten?&amp;quot;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Leren zonder na te denken word onwetendheid. Denken zonder te leren is gevaarlijk.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hoe moet een siameesetweeling zijn examen aflegge?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Als een chirurg tijdens een operatie onwel wordt, gaat de rest dan verder met de patient of met de chirurg?&amp;quot;</description>
            <author>the_phieke</author>
            <pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 10:15:15 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Kort maar krachtig</title>
            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=80448300</link>
            <description>&amp;quot;&amp;quot;You’ll get over it”. It’s the clichés that cause the trouble. To lose someone you love is to alter your life forever. You don’t get over it because “it” is the person you loved. The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never closes. How could it? The articulation of someone who mattered enough to grieve over is not made anodyne by death. This hold in my heart is the shape of you and no one else can fit it. Why would I want them to? &amp;quot;</description>
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            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=80444818</link>
            <description>PACEY : I called, Dawson, because I realized you’re the one person I regret not saying goodbye to. I called because once upon a time, the only thing that really mattered to me was being your best friend. I called because I wanted you to know that despite everything that’s happened and all the miles between us right now, I still think about the way it was in the beginning. &lt;br /&gt;DAWSON : When we were just a couple of dorks wondering if and when a girl would ever look our way. &lt;br /&gt;PACEY : Hey, speak for yourself, man. &lt;br /&gt;DAWSON : I’m glad you called, Pace. ‘cause the worst thing about not saying goodbye is I never got the chance to tell you this thing I wanted so badly to tell you. &lt;br /&gt;PACEY : What’s that? &lt;br /&gt;DAWSON : I’m proud of you, Pacey. &lt;br /&gt;PACEY : That means so much more than you could ever know, Dawson.</description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 16:01:47 UT</pubDate>
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            <link>http://nl.netlog.com/the_phieke/blog/blogid=80444801</link>
            <description>&amp;quot;Laughter is the sensation of feeling good all over and showing it principally in one place.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Laughter is an orgasm triggered by the intercourse of sense and nonsense.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Perhaps I know best why it is man alone who laughs; he alone suffers so deeply that he had to invent laughter.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You can't deny laughter; when it comes, it plops down in your favorite chair and stays as long as it wants.&amp;quot;</description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 15:59:33 UT</pubDate>
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