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  <title>Jon</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2004 10:29:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>another emo entry yo..</title>
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  <description>Hmm..&lt;br&gt;After thinking about it these past few days..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yeah. I don&apos;t think I am better than anyone else. Everyone can be selfish and mad at times. The reason why I believed her when she said sorry. Anyways, I tend to think of myself as pretty much nothing at times. And most of the time for the past few days. And most of the time, I don&apos;t really want to talk about her. Just with the people I can trust. Even than, I never say I hate her. I hate how things are going. But not her. I know she is hurt. I can see that. I can see that, in her mind, talking would have made things better. But to me, it didn&apos;t feel like anythign was changing. I kept seeing her hurt and the same issues being brought up.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wanted to be her friend, I tried to. That&apos;s not to say she didn&apos;t try either. We had our moments when we really got along. But to me things, if you&apos;re gonna talk about them, can&apos;t be worked out over an IM. There&apos;s something about talking face to face that gets thing cleared up a lot better. That&apos;s why I get upset when people don&apos;t come to me to talk about things that are bugging them. I upsets me when they can&apos;t talk to me, unless it&apos;s on the phone or on a IM.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now I wasn&apos;t trying to make it sound like she was the only selfish person. I have been selfish plenty. there have been times that I don&apos;t want to talk about things with her. Only because, I just really &lt;em&gt;REALLY&lt;/em&gt; don&apos;t think it would do any good.. I don&apos;t think things would get worked out, it would just cause more hurt. Not something I want for her, or for myself. Plus in my mind, it&apos;s over, so why do I even talk about it. I could understand talking about it, if I wanted to be with her. But that&apos;s not the case. We are over, so why? Why talk about it? Why make a problem out of it? those are the things that I kept wondering.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I feel really fucking stupid right now. Kinda pissed off at myself. Would talking about it really do any good? I don&apos;t know anymore. Deep down I don&apos;t think it would. I just think we have to be away from each other. But what I really wonder is. Does she even realize that all of this hurts me?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;not that it matters much in my mind... me = nothing... as of right now...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I need my headphones, I need my music. Sadly it&apos;s the bggest thing keeping me from losing my mind right now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hate this right now though. I can&apos;t even smile. When I do, it&apos;s fake. So far Brian has been the only person to make me really laugh. But hanging out with Brian, KC, and Jessica, takes my mind off all this... bad thoughts... makes me feel like I used to.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I love you guys...</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2004 04:28:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my day</title>
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  <description>Went bowling with gary, tanya, zak, jessica, and yeah jacob.. it was fun.. the end..</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Aug 2004 01:16:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Indian Ocean...</title>
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  <description>yeah so I am at KC&apos;s house right now...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nightm her, Brian, and I watched Resident Evil and Half Baked..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking love Half Baked. That movie makes me laugh all the time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I talked to Allegra on the phone, and got a lot out, thta I&lt;br /&gt;haven&apos;t really gotten to explain to anyone else. I felt.. pfft.. I&lt;br /&gt;won&apos;t lie. I didn&apos;t feel a lot better. But talking helped. Made me feel&lt;br /&gt;like some people don&apos;t hate me. But as of right now. I still feel like&lt;br /&gt;they really do, they just won&apos;t say it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, as of right now. I kinda believe everything that she has ever&lt;br /&gt;said about me. Deep down I know that I tried to work things out. I&lt;br /&gt;tried to be her friend. I tried to listen. And I know that she is&lt;br /&gt;hurting. I can see it in her eyes and the way she looks at me. I&apos;m not&lt;br /&gt;dumb. I know I have put up with a lot from her, and she has put up with&lt;br /&gt;me. I tried my hardest not to get mad, to just brush it off, and know&lt;br /&gt;that yes she is upset and says things that she might not mean. I have&lt;br /&gt;tried not to pay attention to it. I tried to just keep reminding&lt;br /&gt;myself, that she doesn&apos;t mean it. I believed her when she would say&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the hurtful things said. I talked about anything she felt she&lt;br /&gt;needed to talk about. I wanted her to be happy.&amp;nbsp; I wanted things&lt;br /&gt;to be worked out. But after awhile, it just seemed like talking got no&lt;br /&gt;where. I was hearing the same things over and over again. I was still&lt;br /&gt;hearing from many people, the things that she was saying about me. And&lt;br /&gt;even than I believed her when she would say sorry. I wanted to talk to&lt;br /&gt;her face to face so many times. Due to the fact that she, as far as I&lt;br /&gt;can tell, took it, that I was mad whenever we where talking. I don&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;like talking on an IM, it doesn&apos;t work. Feelings and words aren&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;expressed in the right way, and things get mistaken.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few emails about things now in the past. and after writing a&lt;br /&gt;very long email giving the explination that she wanted. I realized,&lt;br /&gt;that this wasn&apos;t going to change anything. That talking isn&apos;t going to&lt;br /&gt;make anything better, it&apos;s just goinig to drag it out even further.&lt;br /&gt;Create much unneeded drama. I read that last email, and didn&apos;t responed&lt;br /&gt;to it. A few minutes later she IM&apos;ed me, asking to talk. I knew what&lt;br /&gt;about. But I played it off as of I hadn&apos;t read the email. Hoping that&lt;br /&gt;she didn&apos;t want to talk about this anymore. So I said, yes I guess so.&lt;br /&gt;She asked what I thought she would ask about. I told her flat out, that&lt;br /&gt;no, I can&apos;t talk about this anymore. that her and I are broken up, we&lt;br /&gt;aren&apos;t together anymore.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I wasn&apos;t trying at all, to sound mean, or mad, or pissed off. I&lt;br /&gt;was making my point clear right away, so that she would know, that I&lt;br /&gt;can&apos;t do this anymore. but as we were talking, every time she would say&lt;br /&gt;something, her computer I guess would sign her off. So I would wait for&lt;br /&gt;her to get back online. After I finished saying what I had to say, I&lt;br /&gt;was hoping she would say something, because she had signed off. And in&lt;br /&gt;the past, when she has been upset with the way things are going in the&lt;br /&gt;conversation, she has just signed off and left it at that. Which in the&lt;br /&gt;past has infact gotten to me, and made me upset. To me, that&apos;s just a&lt;br /&gt;really shitty thing to do, just leaving the problem unresolved. So as&lt;br /&gt;normal, I got upset. But this time, everything that had been bothering&lt;br /&gt;me came to the surface.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the worries about my sister rushed to my head.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about my Mother being stressed out of her mind, worring if she was doing alright.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandmother, her being sick and going blind.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousins Kyle and Skyler, if they are doing ok with their parents, and school.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And than on top of it, feeking left out of that whole family, finding things out about my sister last.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that my sister wasn&apos;t getting better, just getting more sick.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and than, feeling shitty about her, because she is so upset, and angry with me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hating myself, because I take everything that my friends say so seriously, and straight to heart.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And through all of this, I tried to be her friend. I wanted to be friends.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to believe her when she said that there would be no drama or fighting the second time we broke up.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft I am stupid. I know I tried to talk to her while we were going&lt;br /&gt;out. I tried. I talk to her about anything that was on her mind, when&lt;br /&gt;she wanted to. Whether it was about me or not. I made sure she never&lt;br /&gt;did anything she didn&apos;t want to do, or didn&apos;t feel ready to do. I&lt;br /&gt;always tried to explain my feelings the best I could.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in knowing that, I still believe everything that she has to say. I&lt;br /&gt;still believe, that I am not a good person. I have lost trust. Not only&lt;br /&gt;in the people around me now. But in myself. I know I have people I can&lt;br /&gt;trust up here. Like KC, Brian, and Jessica. And people that are far&lt;br /&gt;away too. Like Galina, Morgan, and Allegra.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don&apos;t know, as of right now, I am so mixed up about this all. I&lt;br /&gt;just feel like it&apos;s not ok for me to be upset ever. Like it wasn&apos;t ok&lt;br /&gt;for me to feel anything. That I can&apos;t be happy without pleasing&lt;br /&gt;someone/everyone else. Sounds stupid huh? I don&apos;t know. I am so&lt;br /&gt;confused, I don&apos;t know whether to be mad or sad.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to leave this place...&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Aug 2004 04:36:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dum dum dumm</title>
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  <description>ok seeing how, someone has told me I am unliked by many.. I am just going to have the people I feel close to on my friends list..</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Aug 2004 23:02:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>a lovely song...</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deanne The Arsonist&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffcccc&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;Coward, the next time you want to fuck me over stab me in the front &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;Can I still see my future in your eyes,&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;or can I picture myself dead in your embrace &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc0000&quot;&gt;And your cruel crimson red smile, kills &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#990000&quot;&gt;Everyone cared about you. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#660000&quot;&gt;Why couldn&apos;t you &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#330000&quot;&gt;Instead your greed compelled you to steal other silver linings. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#660000&quot;&gt;No one could have their moments free from your withering touch. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#990000&quot;&gt;Fuck off like you&apos;re the only person that has ever cried or been broken by love &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc0000&quot;&gt;Spare me your pity party drunk off your own misfortunes &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Wallowing in your blissful melancholy &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;Can you taste my blood.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffcccc&quot;&gt;You knew that this would kill me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;But you carried on and on with your selfish shit.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Everyone cared about you, Why couldn&apos;t you &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc0000&quot;&gt;Instead your greed compelled you to steal other silver linings. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#990000&quot;&gt;Burnt down my world, you killed my hope &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#660000&quot;&gt;Spread out the ash and walked away &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#330000&quot;&gt;How could you just close off your eyes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#660000&quot;&gt;Turn tail and run, you are the greatest coward &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#990000&quot;&gt;Damn right I am still pissed..&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc0000&quot;&gt;Next time I see you we will see who has the upper hand &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Kiss me fist. Taste the floor.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;Tired of your games. Fuck off goodbye.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;Atreyu&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Aug 2004 22:51:51 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>yeah so now my journal is friends only.. Don&apos;t need drama.. I would make a banner for it.. but yeah.. Don&apos;t feel like making one at the moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe later..</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Aug 2004 22:34:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>haha</title>
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  <description>amazing.. when people comment as anonymous, and call you a pussy.. Funny how they don&apos;t have the guts to say it to your face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how I am done with a this person, and yet either her or her friends are being stupid and commenting shit in my lj..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad really, but whatever.. have fun commenting.. Comment your heart out, I&apos;ll keep deleting them... I don&apos;t need you&apos;re comments in my lj.. all it does is cause drama.. so there my reason for deleting them.. =] byeee</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Aug 2004 04:47:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hi how are you?                                                                          Kiss My Ass</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Wow..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;m&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.. see the not.. Talking about you and I anymore&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;We are&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;OVER&lt;/font&gt;. That means&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOVE ON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Drop it&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;You think you are the only person who has ever been hurt in the world??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;Get a Fucking Clue&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one minute you call me a good friend, the very next you call me an asshole.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;FUCK YOU!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...I&apos;m sick of it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fucking decide already.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;you wanna be my friend? Than be my friend, and drop all this bull shit, and stop bring up all this god damn fucking drama.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;you don&apos;t wanna be my friend? Than Fine! Don&apos;t fucking talk to me than. Stay away from me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;And don&apos;t do this bull shit hypocrite crap with everyone... I fucking Hate Hypocrites&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;don&apos;t make fun you guys, you could be hurting his feelings. Drama isn&apos;t gonna make anything better you guys.&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ONE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Take your head out of you almighty ass, and listen to yourself for once&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;TWO&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt; The World Isn&apos;t A Nice Place. People Get Their Feelings Hurt Everyday. They Get Mad Fun Of All The Time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRY ME A DAMN RIVER!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;THREE&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;Wow! Surprise! Everyone In The World Can Be An Asshole. They Can Be Mean And Unkind.&amp;nbsp; Do You Think Everyone In The World Is Gonna Stop Saying What They Feel And Think, Because It Might Hurt Someone&apos;s Feelings?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;... I am so pissed off&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Rammstein - Adios</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Aug 2004 01:20:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Red Bull.. gives you wings...</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Went to KC&apos;s little party. That was fun fun fun! Drinks, Hangin&apos; out with friends. Chillin&apos;. The Gay Bartender really knew how to make some kick ass drinks. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;Can&apos;t wait until Sunday, the BBQ.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some guy really pissed me off. He was making fun/hitting my little cousin Zak. I really really &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;REALLY&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; wanted to hit him. But since it was at KC&apos;s house, and I didn&apos;t want anything to get out of hand. I didn&apos;t. I think my Aunt Susi was kinda upset that I didn&apos;t hit him. Oh well, enough about that.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So yeah I cut my hair. Was sitting there thinking and than said, &quot;Dude! I wanna be like Joel of Good Charlotte, he&apos;s my hero. I should cut my hair like that!&quot; So yeah, he&apos;s not my hero. No way in hell is he my hero. But yeah, my hair kinda looks like his. I might get bored of it and just shave it off.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&apos;ll post pictures in my next entry and let you guys vote on it. How does that sound? haha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So yeah. Gary&apos;s party got canceled I guess. That sucks.&lt;br&gt;My shoulder fucking hurts again, more than last time. Damn it. Oh well. Hopefully it will go away like last time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3333ff&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;oh yeah. I&apos;m not talking about you and I anymore. Don&apos;t mean to sound mean, but yeah, it&apos;s time to move on and drop it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Aug 2004 01:25:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Run To The Corner Store!</title>
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  <description>hmm.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot; size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;naughty naughty&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;..lol</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Aug 2004 00:42:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dn*L</title>
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  <description>ok so yeah.. today has been kinda boring so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha I cooked today! For more than just myself! Amazing! Ok so for those of you how don&apos;t know me.. or know me that well.. I don&apos;t cook for just anyone.. but yeah.. blah.. it was tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now I am about to watch &quot;Along Came Polly&quot;&lt;br /&gt;haven&apos;t seen this movie before.. What do you guys think of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. I migh shave my head again.. depending on how it looks after KC cuts it.. hmm.. or mohawk.. I can&apos;t decide.. what do you think? dum da dum dum dummmmm.. yeah exciting info for you all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Aug 2004 10:13:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>=-0 how could I forget..</title>
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  <description>oh shit! I totally forgot! Shame on me! I saw Miss Tara Tonight! I was soo happy to see her! word yo! haha..</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Aug 2004 09:50:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>crap...</title>
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  <description>yo yo yo! wut up home dawgs!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;haha.....yeahhh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;yup.. Had another freakin&apos; anxiety attack and&amp;nbsp;passed out in the middle of the street, scared Jessica. I still feel really bad. I don&apos;t know why. Grrr&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hate them. Not really. But once again I was last to know. Even when I called to see how she was. Even Jessica knew before I did. I fucking hate being treated&amp;nbsp;like a&amp;nbsp;fucking baby. I feel left out, like I don&apos;t belong in this family. Either that or they don&apos;t want me in it. More towards the second one...&lt;br&gt;...Fucking Assholes...&lt;br&gt;Ok I don&apos;t really mean that. I love them. I just hate this. I&apos;m sick of seeing and hearing about my sister being sick. It&apos;s like she has a new desses every month. Ok not really, but shit! It seems like it. Lets write a list shall we..&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Asthma&lt;br&gt;2. Arthritis&lt;br&gt;3. Lupus&lt;br&gt;4. Stroke&lt;br&gt;5. Seizures&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. Blood clots&lt;br&gt;7. Cervical Cancer&lt;br&gt;8. And now.. I forgot the name.. A type of Arthritis that medicine doesn&apos;t help..&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;FUCK!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hate being upset about this all the time. I feel like I am on the verge of having an anxiety attack everyday. I just wish Amanda would just get better.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Damn it I really... &lt;strong&gt;REALLY&lt;/strong&gt; want to go to the beach.. Like right now even. Now that it is 2:30 in the morning.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000099&quot;&gt;so&amp;nbsp; yeah.. tonight.. stuff.. shit.. OK!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000099&quot;&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;KC dyed Brian&apos;s hair black. It looks good. Emo Boy. Haha. She also dyed Jacob - A.K.A. Dough-nut Boy&apos;s hair. Looks good though, so yeah. Two Thumbs Up KC! =]~&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000099&quot;&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;Went out to get some food at Safeway, Teddy Grams and Sandwich, thank you KC. haha. 10 minute rule.&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000099&quot;&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;Left Safeway and noticed the clouds where coming in, so that sucked. So we went home. I gave KC a piggy-back ride most of the way home. She hit me in the nose. That was funny. Later she got a sunflower. Pretty awesome.&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000099&quot;&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;Oh yeah! Brian gave me a piggy-back ride, funny shit.. Mr. Chong.. I mean Mr. Wong.. Haha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000099&quot;&gt;Dude the Meteor shower. That would have been cool. But the fucking clouds rolled in on us. Lame!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;Wow I miss you....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And wow I am fucking stupid...&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Dude! Fuck! I wanna break down and cry.. What a fucking puss I am.. blah..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For some reason, I think if it was I who was going through all the shit she has/is going through. No one would care as much/ Because of that, I really wish that things could be different. Like I could take all that shit and pain in her life, and just put it on me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ok so I got to call my mom and tlak to her about sending me something.. Hopefully she can do it for me.. That would be cool..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Shit today was really awesome.. but.. I don&apos;t know..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Damn it..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Saddly, the only thing that has been keeping me from not talking/breaking down, is the song that I keep singing in my head over and over.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Loves What I got..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don&apos;t think anyone really understands.. maybe a few.. how much this song really means to me. How it effects me. Seriously. Without this song, I wouldn&apos;t be alive today. It always seems to keep me.. happy.. if that makes any sense..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I fucking want to surf right now.. but haha.. no waves.. no beach close by to run to.. Might as well skate.. later.. maybe.. that seems to take my mind off of things for awhile..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;dude.. I would do a lj-cut.. work.. and yeah.. I just really don&apos;t care right now.. FUCK!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sorry fo the Emo entry people..&amp;nbsp; =/&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2004 22:08:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>LOL</title>
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  <description>Brian just choked on some Jacob Loops...</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2004 22:01:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Wax Me Up..</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Dude.. I am fuckin&apos; hungray.. I want some chinese food.. good chinese food..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So yeah.. KC has imformed me that there is going to be a meteor shower tonight.. We are going to the graveyard tonight as well.. sick..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;last night, went skateboarding with Brian and Gary.. Went to the High School, climb up on the roof to skate there.. nothing to really skate.. lame.. but nice place to hang out..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;went and did some skating around the school.. found a big ass Black Widow.. did some more skating.. was fun hang out with Gary and Brian.. and for once.. no Jacob in the background.. amazing&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;I gots a bug bite on ym leg.. it itches.. *scratches* ahh feels good... thought you should all know that.&lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2004 05:45:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>crack kills.. plummers crack that is.. the more you know</title>
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  <description>ok so yeah.. today was funny as always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob licked our dog&apos;s tooth.. nasty.. but funny.. kinda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. Brian doesn&apos;t know something and HaHa.. KC does.. funny to me..&lt;br /&gt;KC came over today.. Sweetness.. as always.. hung out.. I played idiot games.. I think they thought I was mad at one point..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been zoning out all day today.. it&apos;s annoying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Skateboarding with Brian over to the plaza.. met up with Gary, Ashley, and doughnut boy.. Got a movie, some 30 cent soda from Safeway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley and Gary. Hu hu.. you know what that means.. silly kids. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we are at home, and I am hungray as a MoFo.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I finished my layout.. I like it.. I guess.. I might get bored of it and change it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Fuck I miss people...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.. KC your nose piercing looks pretty damn good on you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; &lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Silly Sally Says &quot;It Has To Be Tiny.&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 Aug 2004 21:48:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>listnessness.. of things and what not..</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;01. I know all the words to &apos;I&apos;m a Barbie girl&apos;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;02. I&apos;m obsessed with high heels.&lt;br&gt;03. I am the youngest child&lt;br&gt;04. I am a shopoholic.&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;05. I love hoop earrings.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;06. I am a Virgo. &lt;br&gt;07. I love beer.&lt;br&gt;08. I can&apos;t live without lip gloss.&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;09. I can&apos;t live without music.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;10. I lived in Purgatory for 3 months.&lt;br&gt;11. I spend money I don&apos;t have.&lt;br&gt;12. I&apos;ll be in college forever.&lt;br&gt;13. I&apos;ve seen Jason Mraz.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)&quot;&gt;14. I get annoyed easily.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: bold&quot;&gt;15. I eventually want kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. I have more then a couple of horrible memories.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;17. I am addicted to Lizzie McGuire.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. I am a person.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;19. I start film school in February.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. I love the rain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. I love taking pictures&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;22. I LUV girls who are fake.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;23. I can be mean when I want to.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;24. My dreams are bizarre. the ones I remember usually are anyways&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: bold&quot;&gt;25. One Of my closest friends is gay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;26. I have to many purses&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. I&apos;ve seen &apos;Fight Club&apos; at least 45 times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: bold&quot;&gt;28. I usually dress how I feel that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;29. I love &apos;Sex and the City&apos;.&lt;br&gt;30. Sometimes I cry for almost no reason.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;31. I hate when people are late. Or too damn early.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;32. I procrastinate.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. I love winter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;34. I have too many clothes for my closet/dresser.&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. I love to sleep.&lt;br&gt;36. I wish I were smarter.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;37. I&apos;m afraid of flying.&lt;br&gt;38. I love singing. &lt;br&gt;39. I am addicted to &apos;The O.C.&apos;&lt;br&gt;40. I love my hair.&lt;br&gt;41. I hardly ever fight with my mother.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;42. I love the beach.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;43. I have never had the chicken pox.&lt;br&gt;44. I&apos;m excited for the future.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: bold&quot;&gt;45. I can&apos;t control my emotions.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: bold&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;46. I can&apos;t wait till New Year&apos;s.&lt;br&gt;47. I love the show &apos;Rich Girls&apos;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;48. I love my friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;49. Christmas is my favorite holiday. &lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50. I can be very insecure sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;51. I have never broken a bone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;52. I hate racist people&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;53. I hate my computer.&lt;br&gt;54. I love guys that play the guitar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;55. I state the obvious.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;56. I&apos;m a happy person. &lt;br&gt;57. I love to dance.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)&quot;&gt;59. I hate cleaning my room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;60. I tend to get jealous easily. &lt;br&gt;61. I love cute underwear... on girls&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;62. I love John Mayer. &lt;br&gt;63. I cry when I see animals/people getting hurt/abused. &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: bold&quot;&gt;64. I want to go to Greece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;65. I don&apos;t like to study for tests.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;66. I love God.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;67. I am too forgiving.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;68. I have a horrible sense of direction.&lt;br&gt;69. I love(d) high school. &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: bold&quot;&gt;70. I have a talent of sweet-talking my way out of things.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;71. I&apos;m a daddy&apos;s girl.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;72. I love kisses on the forehead. &lt;br&gt;73. I love the color pink. .. sad but true&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;74. I love to sew.&lt;br&gt;75. I have blue eyes.&lt;br&gt;76. I love the Olsen Twins Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen.&lt;br&gt;77. I&apos;ve played soccer for 10 years.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)&quot;&gt;78. I become &lt;/span&gt;stressed easily.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;79. I hate liars.&lt;br&gt;80. I like comfy sweatpants.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;81. Paul Walker is a fag. &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;82. I love the smell of asphalt after it&apos;s rained.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: bold&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;83. I love my family&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;84. I hate needles.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;85. I am a perfectionist with some things.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: bold&quot;&gt;86. I always wanted to learn to play the drums... and did it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;88. I would love to have my own fashion line.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;89. I can be quite selfish at times.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;90. I still act like a little kid sometimes…. &lt;br&gt;91. I despise dishonesty.&lt;br&gt;92. I love pictures.&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;93. I love music.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;94. I wish I were more motivated when it comes to school.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;95. I love getting stuff in the mail.&lt;br&gt;96. I have problems letting go of people.&lt;br&gt;97. I hate the feeling of being lonely.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;99. I hate the fact that I wear size 5 jeans. &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;100. I&apos;ve never watched &quot;Sex and the City&quot; and I don&apos;t really care if I do. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;101. I really don&apos;t want to add three things to this list.&lt;br&gt;102. So I won&apos;t.&lt;br&gt;103. Harry Potter is cool &lt;br&gt;104. I am patient, to a point.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;105. I like bunnies... just not White ones&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;106. I often don&apos;t think before I speak and then regret it.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;107. I love summer.&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;108. I miss the friends that I haven&apos;t seen for a while.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;109. I like the feeling of sneezing. &lt;br&gt;110. The thought of special brownies make me giggle.&lt;br&gt;111. Sometimes I actually enjoy school but other times I just want it all to stop.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;112. I work(ed) at a convenience store and strongly dislike(d) it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: bold&quot;&gt;113. I love video games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;114. I&apos;m an insomniac.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;115. I like Lord of the Rings&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;116. I&apos;m reading The DaVinci Code.... more like already read&lt;/strong&gt; it&lt;br&gt;117. And my name is JC.&lt;br&gt;118. I want thirteen kids. &lt;br&gt;119. I get attached easily...&lt;br&gt;12. ...But I still manage to have commitment problems&lt;br&gt;121. I&apos;m an azn kid.&lt;br&gt;122. I like to watch movies that make you cry.&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;123. I love playing in the rain.&lt;br&gt;125. I&apos;ve skinny dipped multiple times.&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;126. People that shove religion down my throat bother me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;127. I miss my home of nine years. &lt;br&gt;128. I love dancing to Britney Spears.&lt;br&gt;129. I like it doggie style. &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;130. I need a life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;131. I love roller coasters.&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;132. I am scared of heights.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;133. My nails are painted pink.&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;134. I love gum.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;135. I think Johnny Knoxville is sexy!&lt;br&gt;136. I am in LOVE with Johnny Depp.&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;137. I&apos;m a hopeless romantic.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;138. I&apos;m a pimp. &lt;br&gt;139. I dont think before I speak. &lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;140. I get into trouble at least 3 times a week for stupid stuff.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;141. I have never gotten straight A&apos;s.&lt;br&gt;142. I have a tanning bed in my house.&lt;br&gt;143. Olives are my favorite!&lt;br&gt;144. Kittens make me happy.&lt;br&gt;145. I am in love with AFI. &lt;br&gt;146. I am a supervisor at an amusement park.&lt;br&gt;147. I have a boyfriend whom I can trust.&lt;br&gt;148. I love the fact that my birthday is in August because it is not near any major holidays.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;149. I have more than one favorite color.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;150. The end of &apos;Big Fish&apos; makes me cry.&lt;br&gt;151. I am gay.&lt;br&gt;152. I have done drugs other than weed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;153. I have never cheated on anybody.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;154. I hate chocolate.&lt;br&gt;155. I have an obsession with wanting to lose weight. &lt;br&gt;157. Jenni Kay Wolfgram is my best friend&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;158. I like cream cheese. &lt;br&gt;157. I love chocolate milk. .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;158. I have spit-o-phobia (fear of spit).&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: bold&quot;&gt;159. I cried for days when my dog died. (Insert mouse, cat, rat, hermit crab, parakeet etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;160. I am learning how to play lacrosse.&lt;br&gt;161. DDR rocks.&lt;br&gt;162. My middle name is Marie.&lt;br&gt;163. I work at Publix.&lt;br&gt;164. I like a certain someone.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;165. Somehow, the people I trust always let me down.&lt;br&gt;166. Sometimes, I want to move away, right away, take the one I love and never look or come back.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;167. I Love the Ashlee Simpson Show.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;168. I hate people that use others.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;169. I freaking love Yellowcard... more like a strong liking..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;170. I will never be in love with Kurt Cobain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;171. I surf and skate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br&gt;172. I love Drew.&lt;br&gt;173. I&apos;m not ashamed to admit that I love the Backstreet Boys.&lt;br&gt;174. I have my belly button pierced.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;175. I own a cowboy hat.&lt;br&gt;176. I was born in NY.&lt;br&gt;177. I wish I was a mushroom.&lt;br&gt;178. I have dreams of being your mom. &lt;br&gt;179. I am determined to be involved with Broadway one day. .&lt;br&gt;180. I am going back to dance class soon.&lt;br&gt;181. I have been told by many people that I am a good dancer.&lt;br&gt;182. I have found my one true love. &lt;br&gt;184. I love Derik.&lt;br&gt;185. I have the same birthday as Shakespeare. &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: bold&quot;&gt;186. I will always have Jones cream soda in my house when I&apos;m older.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;187. I hate people that bring me down.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;188. I have a hamster. &lt;br&gt;189. I hate soda.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;190. I like techno. Some, not all, but some.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;191. I puke brownies.&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;192. I saw fucking 311 in concert, bitches&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br&gt;193. This was a waste of my time. But I&apos;m willing to do it since I&apos;m bored. ;)&lt;br&gt;194. Someone has written a song especially for me. &lt;br&gt;195. I&apos;ve read, and loved, books by Tom Robbins.&lt;br&gt;196. I have certain pieces of jewelery that I wear regularly.&lt;br&gt;197. I want to bear Matthew Good&apos;s proverbial children.&lt;br&gt;198. I am addicted to the Folklorama&lt;br&gt;199. I hate my mom a lot of the time. &lt;br&gt;200. I think hot pink is the DEVIL.&lt;br&gt;201. I alphabetize my CD collection.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: bold&quot;&gt;202. I found Nemo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;203. I studied dance for 7 years.&lt;br&gt;204. My cat is my owner.&lt;br&gt;205. Indy wrestling rules my ass.&lt;br&gt;206. This time next week I&apos;ll be in Canada. &lt;br&gt;207. I have an obsession with Gushers&lt;br&gt;208. I&apos;ve done &apos;sexual things&apos; in really weird places&lt;br&gt;209. I was obsessed with the spice girls as a child.&lt;br&gt;210. grease 1 &amp;amp; two are my favourite musicals.&lt;br&gt;211. i hate austin powers.&lt;br&gt;212. I tend to obssess over bands.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;213. I love reading&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;214. I respect homosexual rights. &lt;br&gt;215. I have a short attention span&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;216. When others feel bad, I feel bad&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;217. My friend is an indie gay boy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;218. I&apos;ve hugged at least one tree.&lt;br&gt;219. I like the smell of freshly cut grass&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;220. Van Helsing is on my top 10 list of movies.&lt;br&gt;221. I have a huge toothache right now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;222. I love checking people&apos;s AIM profiles.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;223. I eat breakfast at the computer.&lt;br&gt;224. I love Simple Plan&lt;br&gt;225. I&apos;ve heard of a band called Reset.&lt;br&gt;226. I like the game Quake III.&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;227. I think I&apos;m going crazy.&lt;br&gt;228. I have felt suicidal before.&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;229. Someone I care about saved me from said suicidal thoughts.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: bold&quot;&gt;230. I&apos;m leaving this town soon. Possibly forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;231. My family is crazy.&lt;br&gt;232. I write waay too much&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;233. I always bring things up that I shouldn&apos;t.&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;234. I&apos;ll put anything you give me that can be a bracelet on my wrist.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;235. .... and it&apos;ll stay there till I HAVE to take it off, or it falls off.&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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