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  <title>IRONIC</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jul 2005 09:14:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;I&apos;M TIRED OF THIS LJ&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;SO I MADE A NEW ONE!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;ADD IT IF YOU WANT!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;OMFG_EMOsexual&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;THE END!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 May 2005 00:16:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Weee &amp;lt;3</title>
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  <lj:music>Atreyu.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Atreyu.</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 Apr 2005 03:09:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>=)</title>
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  <description>&lt;table border=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;5&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;600&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.quizfarm.com/1114283207perfect gf.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Perfect Girlfriend&lt;/b&gt;. You&apos;re the perfect girlfriend. You&apos;re the kind of girl that can hang out with your boyfriend&apos;s friends and be silly. You don&apos;t care about presents or about going to fancy places (though that would be nice)Just hanging out with him is enough to make you happy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Perfect Girlfriend&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;100&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#dddddd&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;100%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Sensitive Girlfriend&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;88&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#dddddd&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;88%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Motherly Girlfriend&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;63&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#dddddd&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;63%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Bad Girlfriend&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;19&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#dddddd&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;19%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Not interested Girlfriend&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;6&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#dddddd&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;6%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=28167&quot;&gt;Which Kind of Girlfriend are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;created with &lt;a href=&quot;http://quizfarm.com&quot;&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 Mar 2005 18:00:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Well shit.</title>
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  <description>Do to some unnamed sources I am now making this Livejournal Friends only from here on out. If you&apos;d like to be added leave a comment. Thanks much, laterdays&amp;lt;3Kayla</description>
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  <lj:music>Rise Against</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2005 18:19:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I did it again...damn the boredom!</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=2753791&amp;amp;imageID=80208488&amp;amp;Mytoken=20050329101749&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://k00080.myspace.com/00080/88/48/80208488_m.jpg&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=2753791&amp;amp;imageID=80209102&amp;amp;Mytoken=20050329101749&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://k00080.myspace.com/00080/20/19/80209102_m.jpg&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=2753791&amp;amp;imageID=80209686&amp;amp;Mytoken=20050329101749&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://k00080.myspace.com/00080/68/69/80209686_m.jpg&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=2753791&amp;amp;imageID=80209983&amp;amp;Mytoken=20050329101749&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://k00080.myspace.com/00080/38/99/80209983_m.jpg&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There&apos;s my boredom. So far this spring break has been umm...Well. L-A-M-E, that pretty much says it. I suppose I might go out again tonight, if they don&apos;t forget about me. I kind of enjoyed getting out last night except for the whole incident with Garrison. It was good to see people again.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Your mom! (j/k!)</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2005 15:31:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>mmmmhmm</title>
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  <description>Last night was interesting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ended at the hospital.</description>
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  <lj:mood>la la</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2005 01:29:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hey look more pics I was bored again!</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/albums/v322/GhettocoreBIOTCH/?&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;144&quot; alt=&quot;11d56278.bmp&quot; src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/GhettocoreBIOTCH/11d56278.bmp&quot; width=&quot;176&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/albums/v322/GhettocoreBIOTCH/?&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;144&quot; alt=&quot;7c50cd0b.bmp&quot; src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/GhettocoreBIOTCH/7c50cd0b.bmp&quot; width=&quot;176&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/albums/v322/GhettocoreBIOTCH/?&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;144&quot; alt=&quot;8ca804c8.bmp&quot; src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/GhettocoreBIOTCH/8ca804c8.bmp&quot; width=&quot;176&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/albums/v322/GhettocoreBIOTCH/?&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;144&quot; alt=&quot;08416c15.bmp&quot; src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/GhettocoreBIOTCH/08416c15.bmp&quot; width=&quot;176&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Okay yeah I&apos;im a dork that&apos;s all for now.&lt;/p&gt;
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  <lj:music>MCR</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2005 14:27:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>::yawn::</title>
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  <description>Ouch. I&apos;m still not used to this. I ache like woah. Work though last 2days has been pretty fun, and everyone that I have met has been really nice, which I feel lucky for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was okay I suppose. After getting yelled at for microscopic red marks on the wall that my Aunt swore I did, cos I am a 5 year old pig and a slob with everything. That&apos;s nothing new though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss talking to Josh already. He&apos;s still ALL I can think about. Even these last 2 nights I keep having dreams about him. Urgh, it kills meh. Cos I love the boy so much, but I feel the same way he does. I can&apos;t handle not being able to be around him. The distance is too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s pretty much that. I was up at 5:30 this morning craving candy so bad. It was wayy weird, but I&apos;m good to go now. I finally went back to sleep. Well I&apos;m off to find something to do laterdays.</description>
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  <lj:music>Nadda</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 27 Mar 2005 16:01:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oh I &amp;lt;3 this easter!</title>
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  <description>I talked to Josh and that&apos;s the best thing in the world. We talked for 4 hours last night! I missed him so much gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. My Grandma and sister are coming over after Church, along with my Mom and her boyfriend Tom that she&apos;s seeing again. They broke up a while back, but I guess they&apos;re back together now. I have to work at 5 whoopty whoop whhaaa. That&apos;s pretty much it. Laterdays.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Mar 2005 16:11:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>:::SHOCKED:::</title>
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  <description>Josh left me a comment last night after I went to bed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sorry to hear that you have been kicked out. Hope things go good for you. I accept your apology and I apologize for the way I acted. As much as both of us wants this to work, I just don&apos;t think it will. I have not met anyone if that makes you feel better. And I am not seeing anyone I already know. I am sorry for hurting you as well. I am sorry that I can&apos;t go back to you. I just don&apos;t think I can handle this. I can&apos;t stand not being able to see you all the time and not holding you. I know i can&apos;t make it to Indiana and I am not for sure if you really want to come here. I know you say you want to meet me and I believe you, I just don&apos;t know if you will really make it here and if I would be able to see you at all. I just can&apos;t take it though. I love you very much and I wish you the best. Try to stay in touch the best you can and I will try just as hard. I am also sorry that I have not been online. I know it seems as if I made little effort to get online. We still don&apos;t have the web at home and Jake and I are still fighting. The few friends I have that have the web I don&apos;t get to see often. I am working a lot and taking GED classes as well. So work and school are my main priorities right now. Again I wish you the best and I will try to stay in touch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always, Josherz&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Rise Against- Blood to Bleed</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Mar 2005 02:33:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ah! Bitches!</title>
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  <description>Haha, they know I have the keyboard and stuff back, which means they know I was in their room and found it! Argh. Duhhh!!! Hide it in a fucking laundry basket again dumbass! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway....I was in here and she comes banging on the door &quot;Are you on the computer?&quot; Um....no fucker I just felt like locking myself in a dark room for no reason! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The damn fucklanders keep shutting the power to this room off and on now. It&apos;s like ahh I am not gonna give up just back off me! I wasn&apos;t even bothering them to begin with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m gonna go all emo robo pirate on them if they don&apos;t watch it! I&apos;m already pissed off enough with them from the last few days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah haha I was reading my old LJ xtheweirdnessx....I came across an old dream of mine it was on July 10th 2004, some of the info in there kind of put light bulbs above meh head and other parts just made me sound even more strange than I am already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Somehow I was at school and lost my shoe leaving...and someone I can&apos;t remember who it was, though in the dream I did know them. Yeah well they found it. And just as I was bout to put the damn shoe on I realize hmm...Nick found it. But first I was going outside school and saw Nate(R.I.P) walking with what looked to be his mom and a teacher. It was just really random. Then I was outside, like I lived out there or something, because I had a computer. And then I was talking to Nick again and he started telling me this stuff like &quot;I have a lot to tell you&quot;. And then started going on about he wanted to go to college or was thinking about it rather, and something about &quot;I only have 12 years&quot;...I didn&apos;t really understand that part, but yeah 12 years. Somehow I wound up talking to Frank online too, but it started storming so I had to go back into school. When it stopped there was this chick I guess I knew but she was pregnant and Josh this dude I used to know came running around the corner screaming at her. Come on you can run faster. Then I ended up in this bootcamp like thing and I had to run with a bunch of dudes and dogs???, but they both kept getting in fights and being thrown into this closet, when I got around my 4th lap I noticed everyone was running the opposite way. And I got by this GYM door and these Military lookin dudes walked in and everyone had to line up, and for some odd reason I was still walking, and one of them threw orange juice at me and mumbled something about breakfast *shrug*.&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Rise Against- Paper wings</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Mar 2005 22:48:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Can we say Oi too much?</title>
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  <description>Mann what a day! I stayed at my G-ma&apos;s last night so I could use the computer. I get up this morning and she brings me home. I got into the laundry to try my work pants on, and um....Yeah my Aunt didn&apos;t fucking wait and she went ahead and washed them, and they were so fucking baggy the damn crotch of them was at my knees!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went and layed down for a bit, and my Cousin called me and said she was gonna be there in like 10 minuets. So I hurried and got dressed and I told her what happened, I only had $8 to my fucking name, so we went out to the mall and I got some different pants at Khols she helped me get them they were like $14. Then we went over to Arby&apos;s for lunch and talked about a bunch of different things. She even told me over there that my Uncle David even noticed that my Aunt and Uncle treat my Brother like fucking royalty compared to me. I was like yeah well thank god I&apos;m finally not the only one to notice!! After we left there I went over to Cingular Express to look at some cell phones. Then we came back to here and played ping pong and pool. Tah dah the end. Heh.Laterdays!</description>
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  <lj:music>erdrtasv fasd</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Mar 2005 23:51:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Today was a disaster at the therapist office. I starting crying like a mofo! I couldn&apos;t help it. I was pissed off, and once again she sided with my Aunt about everything, and called me selfish! WTF? I care more about everyone else ALL the time then I even think about my self in a damn month! They can just shove it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m at my Grandma&apos;s right now. That&apos;st he only reason why I am on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and got my work uniform stuff today at Target and the Rise Against CD I &amp;lt;3 it. Then we went over to my cousin&apos;s her and I are gonna hangout when she gets out of school tomorrow, since I have decided I&apos;m just gonna quit and that way I can work more hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went downtown today and signed up for SSI, and Medicade for my medications since now my Aunt and Uncles insurance doesn&apos;t cover that stuff. Wow I feel like all the sudden I am growing up so fuck&apos;en fast! It&apos;s cool though I guess. I can&apos;t wait to get my own place. It&apos;s getting closer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I work on Saturday and Sunday. I am a bit afraid though cos I kind of cut last night, and I bought a short white shirt and you&apos;re not allowed to wear bracelets soo I dunno what I&apos;m gonna do about it. I just wasn&apos;t thinking ONCE AGAIN urgh!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Mar 2005 12:40:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ahh!</title>
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  <description>So yeah I got kicked out of the house, and off the computer. I have to be out of the house by Sunday. The computer they tried to hide my keyboard, but ya know how that goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Brandon L., after spending 3 days with Andrea breaks up with her after they have sex. Isn&apos;t that wonderful? The reason I exactly don&apos;t trust guys! No offence, but most of y&apos;all are fuckers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own conclusion though. I &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;REALLY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; miss Josh, like words cannot even explain how much I still love him. I know he&apos;s probably got another girlfriend already and has forgot all about me, but I love him still so much, and I am such a fucker for ever doubting what I feel, or let alone what he felt for me. I accused him of lying about loving me, because well everyone in the past has just really fuck&apos;d that up for me ya know? I told him that! I thought he understood, but I was wrong, and we broke up so many weeks ago it seems, but I love him still with everything I am. I know he&apos;ll probably never read this or care, but I just had to get this off my chest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I have a damn therapy appt. soon here, and I have to go finish reading my lil movie theater rule book thinger. Hide this back where I found it *snickers*, and get ready. Laterdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I have a new s /n. I was bored, ya know what happens! Anyway...it&apos;s...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Im Bipolar XemoX&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add it! Thanks much bye.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Mar 2005 22:53:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>For the best.</title>
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  <description>Frank and Clayton and the duders stoppy by yesterday on the way to the talent show at school. I didn&apos;t go, wasn&apos;t really in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to give the puppy back to Andrea&apos;s Dad tonight, he&apos;ll be here anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work this weekend. I am excited and not so excited lol. I have to go out when my Aunt gets home and get my uniform stuff and new shoes, that&apos;s a plus ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I got a suprise phone call, and man was it a good one. Ferron called me! He said he&apos;d just found my number since we moved. It&apos;s already been a year again since I&apos;ve seen him, chad and chris. I missed them boys so much! They&apos;re coming up here again the last week of June and we&apos;re all gonna hangout. It&apos;s gonna be grand! I can&apos;t wait! He&apos;s gonna call me again tonight. I hope I am home in time. I told him I would be, but I didn&apos;t know I had to go out to the mall and get stuff argh! Anyway I gotta go laterdays.</description>
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  <lj:music>Me First and the Gimme Gimmes</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2005 20:47:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>\m/ killah</title>
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  <description>Today was an awesome day. I got in trouble for eating meh crackers in 1st hour that bitch and lick a stick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second hour Frankie skipped with me and went down to the gym and got in a fight on the wresting mats god that was fun stuff! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep third hour gosh it was so boring the book we have to read. Josh was like every damn time &quot;Hey That girl is out again&quot; and I sat up really fast like no I&apos;m not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth hour haha Teneal there was this thing on the desk when we walked in said something like &quot;Mr. P eats penis or something&quot; so we got this brilliant I dea to draw a penis on the desk with a hand and a mouth, then she started drawling one. Then she got a piece of paper and we drew a body with big boobs on it and a giant dick for the head it was grand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out to lunch with myy cousin after school and we went and saw a movie while I checked on my work scheduel which won&apos;t even be done til 9 tonight. Ekk! Gotta go~!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2005 21:02:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Grrr!</title>
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  <description>So yeah, they&apos;re still making me give the puppy back Wednesday. I swear they&apos;re making a big mistake. That dog is supposed to be mine. I have 2 days hopefully I can make them realize this. Anywho, I got a ride home with my cousin today we hungout here and at her house for a bit and talked. It was rad. Her and I are going out for lunch tomorrow PIZZA HUT YEAH BOIII! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just woke up a bit ago. I was so tired, the puppy was up almost every hour last night and I had to run him outside so their wouldn&apos;t be anything to bitch about. He&apos;s still sleeping right now. I thought my sister was coming over here, but I guess not *shrug*. I&apos;m gonna go though I am bored. Laterdays.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2005 04:45:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Meh  puppy!</title>
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  <description>So, Andrea, her Dad, and Brandon all brought my puppy to me. My sister was here cos she wanted to see him. Gosh he&apos;s so cute!! Zee and him get along too which makes me happy like pokemon face ^_^. Except all hell broke lose when my Aunt and Uncle got home.....They totally freaked about it, and was like blah blah blah give it back yadda yadda, but I refuse to give up!! This dog is MINE!! He&apos;s sleeping right now, hehe so cute he fits inside my old rats cage. Earlier it was so cute. I had Zee, and Gage both up in my bed with me while I was watching TV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...So I start work the Tuesday after this one. It&apos;s gonna be so much fun! I can&apos;t wait. It&apos;s sucky though since I was gonna go see Brandon over Spring Break, and now I can&apos;t urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh the puppy is up. Laterdays.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 20 Mar 2005 18:04:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>YES!</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m getting my new puppy today yay! Andrea and her Dad is bringing it around 5. I just called my sister and she&apos;s gonna have my Grandma bring her over the, because my Aunt and Uncle will be home around then. So we&apos;re gonna have to hide him in my room, and use my old ferret cage as a crate haha. But yeah ^_^</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Mar 2005 20:11:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Look pictures!</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Okay so obviously I really bored....*sigh*&lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Mar 2005 17:21:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This past month</title>
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  <description>-I have hungout with some of my old friends.&lt;br /&gt;-Started talking to Frank more.&lt;br /&gt;-Met some awesome people.&lt;br /&gt;-Broke up with Josh.&lt;br /&gt;-Skipped school.&lt;br /&gt;-Passed the writing exam.&lt;br /&gt;-Cried.&lt;br /&gt;-Thought about suicide.&lt;br /&gt;-Sang in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;-Went to the movies.&lt;br /&gt;-Talked to Amber.&lt;br /&gt;-Got my driving permit.&lt;br /&gt;-Played guitar.&lt;br /&gt;-Sold my drumset.&lt;br /&gt;-Found Erin on myspace!&lt;br /&gt;-Wrote new songs.&lt;br /&gt;-Hungout with Katie&apos;s kids.&lt;br /&gt;-Watched movies with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;-Stayed up way late.&lt;br /&gt;-Considered cutting.&lt;br /&gt;-Got a Job.&lt;br /&gt;-Watched cartoons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet nothing ever seems good enough for anyone, and I&apos;m constantly told to get a life. Hmm...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Mar 2005 05:45:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The battle in my head</title>
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  <description>I hate thinking really I do. Sometimes I think that&apos;s why I come off so random, cos I don&apos;t have to think about it, I just say it and get it over with. Though somethings like now they really just get me down, and it&apos;s not really like down down. It&apos;s just I&apos;m afraid to feel anything again. I am trying to stop myself by pushing what is causing this away, yet I&apos;m feeling bad, cos it&apos;s almost like lying errr....I&apos;m such a fuckhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am being so dumb yes. I have talked to Maggie she said I will know what to do when the time is right. I don&apos;t think it will ever be right, because I can feel it. I hate getting so critical like this. I don&apos;t like being down out and emo. I try and onlyy let people see myy happy hyper side, but ya know...Tonight I am just finding it hard to do.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Mar 2005 15:04:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ah yay.</title>
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  <description>I am home finally. For only being 2 hours it was I think the longest 2 hours ever! I talked to British and Kelli most the day, and chilled in the Library with Frankie and Kristian for the writing thinger. YES! I passed woot! Okay I&apos;m sleepy though so laterdays.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Mar 2005 14:40:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Only 2</title>
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  <description>Ha, well I was only there for 2 hours today! I chilled in the lunch room with Frankie and Lindsey. Then Lindsey brought me home. I never wound up doing the ISTEP shit, cos no one told me that it was right away this morning, it&apos;s like I was going to pass it anyway I suck at math. Laterdays I&apos;m gonna go laydown.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Mar 2005 22:57:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Erg!</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I don&apos;t have a life, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I am working on a new song currently called &quot;Thought Wrong&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will have the fucker done by this evening and I&apos;ll post that biotch!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, it&apos;s short, but I&apos;ll add more onto it later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Thought Wrong&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it wasn&apos;t true&lt;br /&gt;You never loved me like that&lt;br /&gt;I was a rebound &lt;br /&gt;I saw right thru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I really cared&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;You said you&apos;d always be there&lt;br /&gt;Never were&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s not that it was your fault&lt;br /&gt;You were busy with another girl&lt;br /&gt;I thought wrong when I believed you&apos;d never lie to me&lt;br /&gt;But that&apos;s all you ever did&lt;br /&gt;I saw the signs&lt;br /&gt;You denied it with your romantic lines&lt;br /&gt;I caught you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye</description>
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  <lj:music>AHHH.....*sings to self*</lj:music>
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