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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Nov 2005 16:35:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>loving something, hating another</title>
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  <description>this weekend was super great and super horrible at the same time...Val, Bryan, Nick and I went to High St. Friday night.  looked for OSU/Michigan dance off thing...couldn&apos;t find it.  GOt sum bubble tea.  Went to Nick&apos;s house played the piano SUPER.  I sorta made a song, I&apos;m proud haha.  All my super duper friends went to my orch concert on Thursday, I was so so so happy and stayed out til 11 chilling wit &apos;em...&apos;twas worth it.  Stayed up til 1:30 finishing my hw.  Saturday went to Polaris with my mommy and boughts lots o&apos; new things for Christmas and such.  I did my first 18 year old activity, went clubbing with Val, that was an experience.  Played pool like a pimp, played darts, got a bullseye, got smashed on Red Bull and rufies...&quot;Danced&quot; with Bruce and Louis all ova da plizzace, oo la la...watched the Matrix 1+2, gah, @ Nick&apos;s with Val.  Sunday Eastside Vineyard for church and bring Val.  Amanda was really upset with me, I had no idea why, when we got there for not picking her up when she had told Val online that she was going to church with Robert or going to his church, idk which....cried my eyes out cuz all I do is disappoint ppl when I really do nothing wrong, it makes me want to shoot myself, and I cry more for ppl thinking I&apos;m a bad person for no reason.  Val and Bryno consoled me, made me happy. Went to Mormon church. Found out Ash&apos;s dog was put to sleep, cried some more, my eyes are sore.  I want to have a sleepover with everyone this Wednesday, I&apos;ll check wit ma parentz...la la la  ok maybe Tuesday, what time does everyone get off work?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t sleep...I keep thinking about something and I&apos;m soo tired but I just can&apos;t sleep, idk...I just want one thing</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Oct 2005 18:56:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I HOPE ALL THE ADMINISTRATORS AT SCHOOL DIE</title>
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  <description>So today I go home for lunch as usual, 5th period.  I go to get in my car to drive back to school, but nope, my car won&apos;t start.  Well, I try again, failed attempt.  I go inside call my mother&apos;s cell, she doesn&apos;t answer, then call Ashley since I&apos;m pretty sure she has 6th period lunch which it about to be.  I text her as well, but she never responds. five or ten minutes later my mom calls the house and tells me to go back to school, which means I have to walk and I will miss all of my 6th period class.  I listened to my iPod on the walk to school trying not to think of what our idiot attendance ladies will say.  When I finally get there I&apos;m sweating and nervous to go into the attendance office.  I try to keep my composure telling the lady my car wouldn&apos;t start and how I had to walk back to school and that&apos;s why I missed 6th period, she tells me it&apos;s an unexcused absence thing, and I start crying, of course.  I&apos;m too emotional, and I&apos;m one of those ppl, tho rare, that never skip school and very very rarely miss a day of school, if so it&apos;s because I&apos;m really sick.  So now I have to go to my 6th period teacher, who right now is teaching a class, and appologize to him for missing his class.  I walk in while he&apos;s infront of the whole class, with tears filling my eyes, and give him part of the group paper that was due today, he tells me we get until tomorrow, I tell him why I missed the class, he asks me if I&apos;m ok and so did the attendance lady I should mention, but I know she doesn&apos;t really care.  Enough embarrasement, I know some ppl I knew were in that class but I didn&apos;t care to look anyone in the face.  Then I finally get to the class I should be in right now, 7th period.  I give the teacher the pass I got from attendance, he takes it, doesn&apos;t really notive me.  My friend asks if I&apos;m ok and everytime someone asks me that, I start crying.  10th time with tears streaming down my face, for no good reason, I should add.  End of the period, I have early release, I walk right back home, not an hour later after I came back.  I HATE THE ADMINISTRATORS AT SCHOOL ,because they think we&apos;re all just stupid delinquint(sp) teenagers who don&apos;t care about anything, when I&apos;m the most responsible, intelligent, knowledge loving person that ever did exist. and that ruined my day, I hope you enjoyed reading this.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Sep 2005 19:53:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*~DrUgS~*</title>
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  <description>so I&apos;m pretty sure my friend takes some sort of drug during lunch and then comes to class.  he sits next to me and then like has like a million random spasms during class and then our table starts laughing uncontrollably and he doesn&apos;t understand why and thinks we&apos;re conspiring against him.  It&apos;s quite entertaining and as you ppl can imagine I laugh to the point of tears.  He&apos;ll even say the craziest things like &quot;if we have anything due today that I didn&apos;t do I&apos;m gonna start swinging&quot;  oh man, well Y swim team starts today, oh geesh I haven&apos;t swam in a while even tho I really want to be good this year. we&apos;ll see how that goes.  ^^if anyone has any insight about the drug thing, please tell me thanx lol</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 Sep 2005 01:17:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Whores don&apos;t make good friends ;)</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 Aug 2005 02:04:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>TODAY</title>
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  <description>Today I went really early with Ashley to get her senior pics taken.  It was fun but the photographer (in my opinion) was creepy lol...but we got to go to some kewl places to take pics, one of which had some cows (my fav animal) and they even ran, now let me tell you, I&apos;ve never seen cows run let alone move very much at all...AMAZING!  So that whole process took about 3.5 hours.  Then a little later in the day I bought my blonde highlights and I already had my red and Ashley and I went crazy on our hair...I get bored with my &quot;style&quot; a lot and like to change it up.  So yea, then Ashley, Matteo and I went to Tim Horton&apos;s and got some doughnuts and chocolate milk lol, then went to easton, andof course my hair looks like poo and I&apos;m wearing this huge t-shirt (looks like p-j&apos;s) but yea, it&apos;s what&apos;s on the inside that counts! lol</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 31 Jul 2005 03:05:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pharmacy Camp</title>
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  <description>So tomorrow I leave for pharmacy camp, which is at University of Toledo.  It&apos;s a weird &quot;camp&quot; since I had to fill out an application, write like a 500 word essay, and get a letter of recommendation, then wait to be accepted.  It was sort of like applying for college.  And then during the camp we have to listen to lectures, do labs, shadow someone, and oh yeah..do a project and then at the end present it, ahhh, that&apos;s scary to me.  But atleast we get to use the recreation center there one day, maybe I can swim.  Then another day we get to go bowling, and another day we get to do a scavenger hunt and have an ice cream social lol.  Maybe I&apos;ll meet the man of my dreams there since everyone here is busy with other girls, or maybe not, God has his plan for me, we&apos;ll see how things work out. I just wish I could meet that guy right now.   I&apos;ll be back Thursday, don&apos;t miss me too much.  I&apos;LL MISS ALL OF MY FRIENDS THIS MUCH *stretches out arms as humanly possible*  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight I thought was gonna be lame, but I ended up going to Ryan Kaethow&apos;s house and hanging with him, his g/f, and Adam! We watched the &quot;Damn Show&quot;, funny funny stuff. My fav is Jimmy Jibberish.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 Stacey &amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 30 Jul 2005 15:23:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I have many more stories about people not believing me...if you&apos;re ever that bored</title>
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  <description>I guess if you wanna get to know me better you should read this, but otherwise you truly will bore yourself to tears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, my biggest fear in life is people not believing me when I say something, and not trusting me, but mostly the former.  I NEVER lie for a reason, so that people will always trust what I say, but nooooooooo it seems ppl always test that.  One reason why I don&apos;t lie, or do things that will get me in trouble (most of the time lol) is so that I will always have my parents&apos; trust, but yet my curfew is still11, when everyone else and their little siblings lol are atleast 12, which is the legal curfew for under 18.  Yet I still get yelled at for messing up the comp, and of course they don&apos;t listen to me when I&apos;m telling them I didn&apos;t do anything, and the spyware and such is what is ruining it.  Oh yeah, and NOONE EVER listens to me, I want a guy that will just have a conversation with me or go crazy with me lol, that would be awesome(but that has nothing to do with this really lol).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had this dream last night that I went to camp and whenever something horribly bad would happen they would all blame it on me, (but I don&apos;t do anything wrong lol)  and then I&apos;d try and tell them that I didn&apos;t do it and noone would listen and then I&apos;d scream and cry at the same time and yet noone would even realize I was speaking, and then something else bad would happen, and OMGoodness it was the most horrible thing, I wanted to die, even tho it was just a dream. But that is my worst fear, and truly it does happen in my house, seriously that is like exactly how it plays out. I HATE IT. I hate my dreams lately cuz they&apos;re so horrible I never want to sleep again. :(</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Jul 2005 20:46:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Life</title>
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  <description>I&apos;d rather be alone forever than have someone hate me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Jul 2005 04:09:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oglebay</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m going on &quot;vacation&quot; and I&apos;ll be back Sunday night, yeah what a vacation lol. I&apos;m sure I won&apos;t be missed ;). toodles</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 18 Jul 2005 19:34:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Trip to the Dentist</title>
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  <description>Well, today I had to go to the dentist to get 2 cavities filled, one on the left and one on the right, both on the bottom.  First when I got in the chair the lady asked if I wanted to read a magazine while I waited for the doctor, I said no.  Then he came in and numbed my gums on the bottom with a Q-Tip then he used the needle stuff to numb it but I didn&apos;t even realize, so that was really good, because I HATE needles and I pass out really easily, but I was still really nervous cuz I&apos;ve never had a cavity before.  Well then he was like, &quot;this will take like 5-10 minutes to really set in&quot; so he went into another room and then the nurse lady asked again if I wanted a magazine to read while I waited for him, adn I said yes.  Then the 2 nurse ladies had a convo behind my chair while we waited and I was trying to read the magazine.  Well, I started feeling lightheaded and I&apos;m not sure why, I&apos;m just a weird kid I guess, and I started sweating and things looked pink, but I tried to just keep my eyes closed and lay my head back.   I felt soo badly, like I was dying lol, yet nothing hurt, &apos;twas weird.  I opened my eyes and I was no longer holding my magazine.  I wiped my head and kinda rubbed it to make me feel better and I was sooo sweaty it was gross.  I mean the nurse ladies weren&apos;t even paying attention they were just having their little convo.  I closed my eyes again and I just kept feeling worse and worse and really dizzy, and then I must have passed out...cuz when I opened my eyes again my magazine was on the floor my left flip-flop was on the floor sort of far in front of me, and my bib thing was half flpped up in my face. I don&apos;t know how the nurse ladies could have not heard this or seen all this, gee wiz.  And I was sooo wet with sweat especially on my head, and my arms were sweaty too.  I have never sweated that much just sitting there, I mean I have to be running like a 5K to do that.  So then I came to and a couple minutes after that he came back and drilled and filled, so yeah.  Now the left side of my bottom lip and my chin feel really big and I could like bite it and it wouldn&apos;t hurt lol, but they advise against that.  So nothing hurt at all, and yet I still passed out, I&apos;m such a loser.  okay that&apos;s a lot to read sry.OH yeah and my tongue is half numb so I could pierce it, with no pain. haha</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 17 Jul 2005 00:15:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Lyrics?¿ What do you really think about them?</title>
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  <description>She waited her whole life for you.&lt;br /&gt;You were what she had always been looking for. &lt;br /&gt;But your history kept coming back,&lt;br /&gt;and you didn&apos;t want to be without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now she keeps searching (keeps searching)&lt;br /&gt;Although all she wants is you.&lt;br /&gt;All she wants is to know she&apos;s in your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;And now she keeps hurting (keeps hurting)&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re exactly what she needs,&lt;br /&gt;but will you ever need her to be yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the girl you still love&lt;br /&gt;wants you back as well,&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;re makiing this so called &quot;got-it-together&quot; girl, &lt;br /&gt;making her world a perfect hell.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 16 Jul 2005 22:14:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>iPod</title>
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  <description>well my iPod had frozen and been stuck on the same screen without turning off for more than 24 hours so my mother took it back to Best Buy to get a new one because it was still under warranty.  So the one I have now is soooo much kewler and I don&apos;t know how it&apos;s the same price.  Now it&apos;s in color and I can put pictures on it!!!!! omg it&apos;s the kewlest thing ever. well I thought I&apos;d bore you with this, have a nice day ;)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 16 Jul 2005 17:30:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Don Scott Trot</title>
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  <description>So I ran this race called the Don Scott Trot this morning with my mom and my sis came for support as always lol. It was at the OSU airport and we got to run on the run way.  I had to wake up at 6 and the race supposedly started at 7:30 but when we got there they changed starting time to 7:45, w/e.  Right before the race started 4 guys jumped out of a plane and skydived/parachuted. It was a 5K (3.1 mile)race.  So yeah, I think my time was about 29 min but I still have to check the website. It was kewl cuz they said my name when I ran through the finish line (I felt special lol). Then after the race we got to go in this really fat like army airplane and then we checked out a helipcopter and there were soooo many little airplanes everywhere as well.  Then we went up in a hot air balloon, it felt like it was gonna burn our heads off lol the flame was so big.  after that we checked out some booths in hanger #3 lol.  I got some pins and an army pencil, and this little plastic helicopter thing, and some marine stickers, and my fav of all, a sticker to go on my car that says &quot;I&apos;m not normal&quot; and I got another sticker that says &quot;I&apos;m different&quot;. good times.  And yesterday was soooo sooo much fun, and I never want to forget it, and I got to hang out with my favorite ppl for almost the whole day and yeah. And now I have to wait like a week to see them again cuz Bryan&apos;s going to band camp for a week :(. I swear next time we got to Alum Creek Lake I will go off those ropes a lot more,I swear lol, I just didn&apos;t want to when those other guys we didn&apos;t know were there.  Oh yeah, this is random, but I want to learn to skateboard. ;)</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jul 2005 16:50:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>um</title>
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  <description>I want to like hang out somewhere where there are a lot of single guys that have similar beliefs and morals as I do, because since forever whenever I go out I&apos;m with people who have their &quot;special person&quot; or the guys are interested in some other girl or the guys just don&apos;t share the same beliefs or morals as me.  so yeah, life sux right now, and I feel there is actually no guy out there for me.  And last night I just wished I had someone to watch the fireworks with, someone to just lean on. oh well, sad story of my life lol</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 22 Jun 2005 00:44:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh</title>
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  <description>I was finally going to get to plug my electric violin into an amp and play with Amanda&apos;s church band, and I&apos;ve never had an amp or access to one so I was excited for a whole week, but plans fall thru, so yeah I am really sad, it&apos;s okay tho, I&apos;m used to it.  Nothing good happens to Stacey, oh except I read a whole book today, yay me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Jun 2005 22:26:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>prayer</title>
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  <description>&quot;Now I sit me down in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where praying is against the rule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this great nation under God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finds mention of Him very odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Scripture now the class recites,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It violates the Bill of Rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anytime my head I bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becomes a Federal matter now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hair can be purple, orange or green,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s no offense; it&apos;s a freedom scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The law is specific, the law is precise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers spoken aloud are a serious vice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For praying in a public hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might offend someone with no faith at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In silence alone we must meditate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God&apos;s name is prohibited by the state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re allowed to cuss and dress like freaks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They&apos;ve outlawed guns, but FIRST the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To quote the Good Book makes me liable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can elect a pregnant Senior Queen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the &apos;unwed daddy,&apos; our Senior King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s &quot;inappropriate&quot; to teach right from wrong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re taught that such &quot;judgments&quot; do not belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can get our condoms and birth controls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study witchcraft, vampires and totem poles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Ten Commandments are not allowed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No word of God must reach this crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s scary here I must confess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When chaos reigns the school&apos;s a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Lord, this silent plea I make:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I be shot; My soul please take!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen&quot;</description>
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  <lj:music>Plus One~Outlaw</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Jun 2005 19:21:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My stupid, insignificant life</title>
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  <description>&quot;She&apos;d do anything to sparkle in his eye&lt;br /&gt;She would suffer, she would fight, and compromise&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s been wishin&apos; on the stars that shine so bright&lt;br /&gt;For answers to the questions that will haunt her tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She must rinse this all away&lt;br /&gt;She can&apos;t hold him this way&lt;br /&gt;She must rinse this all away&lt;br /&gt;She can&apos;t love him this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How she&apos;d be soothed, how she&apos;d be saved if he could see&lt;br /&gt;She needs to be held in his arms to be free&lt;br /&gt;But everything happens for reasons that she will never understand&lt;br /&gt;&apos;til she knows the heart of a woman will never be found in the arms of a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if she runs away she fears she won&apos;t be followed&lt;br /&gt;What could be the worse than leaving something behind&lt;br /&gt;And as the depth of oceans slowly become shallow&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s loneliness she finds...&lt;br /&gt;If only he was mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;d do anything to sparkle in his eye&lt;br /&gt;She would suffer, she would fight, and compromise&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s been wishin&apos; on the stars that shine so bright&lt;br /&gt;For answers to the questions that will haunt her tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She must rinse him&lt;br /&gt;She must rinse him&lt;br /&gt;She can&apos;t rinse him&lt;br /&gt;She can&apos;t rinse him&lt;br /&gt;She can&apos;t, she won&apos;t, she must rinse him&lt;br /&gt;She can&apos;t, she won&apos;t, she must rinse him&lt;br /&gt;She must rinse this all away&lt;br /&gt;She can&apos;t hold him this way&lt;br /&gt;She must rinse this all away&lt;br /&gt;She can&apos;t love him this way&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 29 May 2005 11:59:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Weekend</title>
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  <description>My weekend basically consisted of lying on the ground in random places, alone. Have A Nice Day (:</description>
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  <lj:music>Avril Lavigne~He Wasn&apos;t</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 May 2005 23:24:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>well he&apos;s taken, just like every other guy I like, life&apos;s just grand.  I figure this, if you don&apos;t have sex before marriage you don&apos;t get a b/f.  yup, life sux balls, have a nice day</description>
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  <lj:music>something angry</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2005 20:53:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>New Shoes</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot; src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/courir_nu/conversepink50.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;I just got these shoes today!!! I frickin ordered them last night, and they were on my front porch when I got home from school today!! That&apos;s insanely fast, woot woot</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 May 2005 22:24:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Star Wars</title>
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  <description>This is my friend Graham from English class. Today he dressed up like some character from Star Wars(from the Dark Side)! I thought it was pretty nifty so yeah, Amanda took these pics with my cell phone and I posted them just for you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 413px; HEIGHT: 341px&quot; height=&quot;397&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot; src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/courir_nu/Grahamslightsaverbig.jpg&quot; width=&quot;531&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 419px; HEIGHT: 336px&quot; height=&quot;339&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot; src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/courir_nu/Grahambig.jpg&quot; width=&quot;445&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 May 2005 21:39:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>muah ha ha</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m gonna steal him and ask him to do something on Friday, just because I have more balls than any guy I know, cuz noone would ever do this for me!</description>
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  <lj:music>Mariah Carey~ I will make it through the rain (remix)</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 07 May 2005 03:04:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Well I&apos;m going to go cry myself to sleep (:</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 May 2005 21:35:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*alone*</title>
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  <description>I haven&apos;t been feeling loved recently.  My friends that I hung out with all the time, I haven&apos;t seen in a while, and my close friends keep playing with my head, and guys are a whole other story.  I just can&apos;t really rely on to many ppl right now.  I just feel if I find some special someone I&apos;ll have someone to lean on and understand me and have the most fun with.  Well God&apos;s the only one on my side right now, and he&apos;s all I need!</description>
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  <lj:music>Michael Buble~Fever</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 21 Apr 2005 02:02:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I swear someone wrote this about me!!!</title>
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  <description>My appetite is my shepherd, I always want.&lt;br /&gt;It maketh me sit down and stuff myself.&lt;br /&gt;It leadeth me to my refrigerator repeatedly,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes during the night.&lt;br /&gt;It leadeth me in the path of Burger King for a Whopper.&lt;br /&gt;It destroyeth my shape.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, though I knoweth I gaineth, I will not stop eating,&lt;br /&gt;For the food tasteth so good.&lt;br /&gt;The ice cream and the cookies, they comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;When the table is spread before me, it exciteth me.&lt;br /&gt;For I knoweth that I sooneth shall dig in.&lt;br /&gt;As I filleth my plate continuously,&lt;br /&gt;My clothes runneth smaller.&lt;br /&gt;Surely bulges and pudgies shall follow me&lt;br /&gt;All the days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;And I shall be &quot;pleasingly plump&quot; forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s eat!</description>
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  <lj:music>In Too Deep~ Sum 41</lj:music>
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