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]]> 48.18154 9.863116 platialUser:tmspecial 2006-07-04 14:49:44.725035+00:00 http://www.platial.com/post/34707 Tags: teenager, burger king, making out, back seat, third base, burgers, make out

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]]> 42.498238 -94.146953 platialUser:bianca2000 2006-02-12 10:45:26.543958+00:00 http://www.platial.com/post/34706 Tags: ice cream, love, romance, teenager, breaking up, dq, teenage love affair, secret affair

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]]> 42.50436 -94.181381 platialUser:bianca2000 2006-02-11 14:53:19.026305+00:00 http://www.platial.com/post/66354 I discovered Bob Dylan at about the same time as I discovered the Columbia Record and Tape Club. The two went so well together. Those old albums were cheap to get, from the back of the catalogue. I listened to only Bob Dylan during several different phases of my life. My passion for Bob only waned some time in my 20s. I'm not sure I can even say for sure why this music meant so much to me. I was unhappy a lot during those high school years, and this music helped. When you're 16, you spend a lot of time thinking about the meaning of things. The opacity of some of Dylan's lyrics was an ideal ground for that yearning to dig for meaning.
Tags: sadness, teenager, adolescence, angst, misery, comfort, solace, beauty, words, lyrics, wonderful, important, crutch, life preserver, meaning, mp3

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]]> 42.499836 -94.180656 platialUser:tracy_the_astonishing 2007-01-16 07:49:31.199298+00:00 http://www.platial.com/post/89184 Tags: surfing, teenager, shark, shark attack, fatal, surfer, gnarly

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]]> -34.916904 138.489876 platialUser:bianca2000 2006-06-04 10:08:01.269119+00:00 http://www.platial.com/post/950745 Oddfellows and Rebekahs United Nations Pilgrimage for Youth. Up until that point I had never been anywhere that didn't share a border with Iowa. I'd been to Nebraska to visit my great grandma. I'd been to Missouri to clear brush off my grandparents' retirement land. I'd been to Minnesota for fishing and to visit cousins, and I'd been to Illinois once to buy a coon hound. A busload of fifty-two Midwestern teenagers drove all the way to New York City, where we met up with four other busloads of teenagers from other parts of the US. Needless to say, I didn't want to waste a minute of my time on this adventure sleeping. On the way to New York, we slept in the bus a lot, but in New York we stayed in a hotel. We were there for three days and I probably didn't sleep more than a couple hours a night. At one point I remember being in a hotel room with maybe a dozen other kids and a grown up for some kind of briefing about the ending ceremony and essay competition (I was a finalist and so had to read my little patriotic piece out loud during the ceremony). I probably hadn't stopped moving for sixteen hours straight and when I sat down on the floor of the room to listen, I literally almost could not keep my eyes open. My butt felt like it had grown roots into the carpet and I could barely move. I concentrated on keeping my eyes open and tried to listen. The woman who was going over all of this information kept making incredibly strange digressions. Talking about animals or my parents. I sat there watching her, and listening, and then I looked around and I realized that I was moving in and out of sleep, with my eyes open. She wasn't talking about Uncle Jim's corn field. Her speech and my dreams were just intertwining. I'd had this experience before watching television late at night. Piecing together a film half from dreaming it and half from watching, but this was the first time that I'd ever felt so lucid about it and I think that this was the first time I was asleep with my eyes wide open. Thank goodness I didn't say anything.
Tags: sleep, story, teenager, sleeping, dreams, sleep deprivation, eyes open

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