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  <title>spare me sweetheartless.</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Mar 2005 00:38:49 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/~another_enigma&quot;&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/~another_enigma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my new livejournal&lt;br /&gt;cause of complications&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so go there and add me i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one will be deleted.&lt;br /&gt;woo hoo!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Mar 2005 19:07:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;StoneCold Brewery?? Whats it called??&quot;</title>
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  <description>Yesturday::&lt;br&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;went to glenn/east baseball game, had mini reunion with old friends. it was surprisingly so much fun, and not awkward at all.&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;went to ashley&apos;s barbeque. good food, good people, great couches.&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;hung out with justin. always nice.&lt;br&gt;
  &lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;got sick&lt;/li&gt;
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I woke up sick, my throat is killing me. It&apos;s really no big deal, I&apos;m
just going to stay at home and get rid of it as fast as possible. It&apos;s
spring break. So I&apos;ll pretty much be forcing myself to get better so I
can live it out the way I would like to.&lt;br&gt;
So you know what that means- a lot of flintstone vitamins.&lt;br&gt;
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With that said, I am a fan of cute black choker necklaces.&lt;br&gt;
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Mar 2005 22:59:49 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>You may completely disregard my last journal entry</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Mar 2005 02:18:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>oh how astonishing!</title>
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  <description>I have been in the best mood of my life recently (past week or so).&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;TheEnd.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Mar 2005 01:48:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>So what is a ski patrol anyway?</title>
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  <description>Friday-- Audreys party&lt;br /&gt;saturday-- Justin&lt;br /&gt;Today-- WOKE UP at &lt;b&gt;6 A.M.&lt;/b&gt; for Justin&apos;s wonderful hockey game (first time I&apos;ve seen the sunrise in about a year. No, seriously.), then babysat the rest of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired as all hell. Working off of very little sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I had a fun weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you did.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I got alot accomplished this weekend for some reason. Even though I probably didn&apos;t. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m now 100% positive I&apos;m happy with myself and who I am. It&apos;s a good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could elaborate so much more but I&apos;m not going to, because I&apos;m going to go to sleep, after taking a much needed shower. SLEEEEPING at 9 o&apos;freaking&apos;clock!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Mar 2005 00:42:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Booo. BOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring break is coming near, and alot is going to happen. What, you ask? I HAVE NO CLUE YET!!! (besides the beach for a couple of days)&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;b&gt;damn,&lt;/b&gt; it&apos;s going to be so fun.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy stuff will go down.&lt;br /&gt;The end.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 27 Feb 2005 23:40:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>sdfhuaseuifhaegftaegpeas (pointless entry time)</title>
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  <description>Some things in my life I would so badly like to fucking do before I die:::&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;have my own puppy&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;go horseback riding somewhere different and secluded&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;go on a spontaneous roadtrip, with no plans of where i&apos;m going, just getting into some car with someone/some people i love.&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;go to europe&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;sleep on a beach&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;kiss on a beach&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;get straight a&apos;s&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;do a successful backflip&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;travel across country &lt;br&gt;
  &lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;spend a thanksgiving night making/giving out turkey dinners to homeless people&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;reclaim friendships with people ive grown apart from&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;read the entire bible&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;make a good difference in someones life, anyones&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;buy my mom a log cabin&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;have an outside wedding&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;stop caring what i look like (tanning, hair dying, etc.)&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;get healthy&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;be happy with who i am&lt;br&gt;
  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Feb 2005 06:18:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I just got back from the Codeseven/Lovedrug show. They were amazing. When I found out today Lovedrug would be playing I got so excited because I have never seen them live, only heard them. Ah I flipped out even more when I saw them. Because I love them.&lt;br /&gt;Sierra made my day by making me a collage and I got hyped up like no other this morning while skipping with Megan.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah took me to the show and I love her and we&apos;re going on TWO roadtrips together over spring break. whoooa doggy.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my boyfriend way too much and I just saw him earlier this afternoon.....&lt;br /&gt;but I got to hang out with really cool people at the show&lt;br /&gt;but now i smell like smoke&lt;br /&gt;and im getting sick from it&lt;br /&gt;But onto more important matters. We met this guy at Taco Bell named Kevin who was really scared of looking at nic&apos;s girl pants and I found that extremely humorous.&lt;br /&gt;He told nic he would get &apos;clowned&apos; if he went to his school. And we were like Kevin, start a revolution, and wear girl pants. He was like naw I&apos;m straight. He was 13. Oh and black.&lt;br /&gt;Zach attack took me home from the show, and on the way home Him, Nic, and I had girrrrrrrrllll talk and lots of it. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;I really thought this entry was going to be about 2 sentences long but I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I&apos;m going to delete my livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;goodnighttt.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Feb 2005 02:46:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Mmmm it could be fun?</title>
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  <description>I saw megan a whole lot more than normal today (lunch) and that was cool as hell. I also painted 3 people pictures. They seemed to like them and that seriously made my whole day. Jim and Jeff and Riley are also getting paintings but not for a day or two cause I need to buy more paint and stuff. Kfun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend will be fun, because friday i have no &lt;b&gt;DAMN&lt;/b&gt; clue what i&apos;m doing.&lt;br /&gt;saturday= show? maybe. if anyone wants to accompany me. eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF:&lt;br /&gt;I committed suicide:&lt;br /&gt;I said I liked you:&lt;br /&gt;I kissed you:&lt;br /&gt;I lived next door to you:&lt;br /&gt;I started smoking:&lt;br /&gt;I stole something:&lt;br /&gt;I was hospitalized:&lt;br /&gt;I ran away from home:&lt;br /&gt;I got into a fight and you weren&apos;t there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT MY:&lt;br /&gt;Personality:&lt;br /&gt;Eyes:&lt;br /&gt;Face:&lt;br /&gt;Hair:&lt;br /&gt;Clothes:&lt;br /&gt;Mannerisms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;[2] Are we friends?&lt;br /&gt;[3] When and how did we meet?&lt;br /&gt;[4] How have I affected you?&lt;br /&gt;[5] What do you think of me?&lt;br /&gt;[6] What&apos;s the fondest memory you have of me?&lt;br /&gt;[7] How long do you think we will be friends or enemies?&lt;br /&gt;[8] Do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;[9] Have I ever hurt you?&lt;br /&gt;[10] Would you hug me?&lt;br /&gt;[11] Would you kiss me?&lt;br /&gt;[12] Would you fuck me?&lt;br /&gt;[13] Are we close?&lt;br /&gt;[14] Emotionally, what stands out?&lt;br /&gt;[15] Do you wish I was cooler?&lt;br /&gt;[16] On a scale of 1-10, how nice am I?&lt;br /&gt;[17] Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.&lt;br /&gt;[18] Am I loveable?&lt;br /&gt;[19] How long have you known me?&lt;br /&gt;[20] Describe me in one word.&lt;br /&gt;[21] What was your first impression?&lt;br /&gt;[22] Do you still think that way about me now?&lt;br /&gt;[23] What do you think my weakness is?&lt;br /&gt;[24] Do you think I&apos;ll get married?&lt;br /&gt;[25] What about me makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;[26] What about me makes you sad?&lt;br /&gt;[27] What reminds you of me?&lt;br /&gt;[28] What&apos;s something you would change about me?&lt;br /&gt;[29] How well do you know me?&lt;br /&gt;[30] Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn&apos;t?&lt;br /&gt;[31] Do you think I would kill someone?&lt;br /&gt;[32] Are you going to put this on your journal and see what I say about you?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 20 Feb 2005 20:09:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Finding an adventure is an adventure in itself</title>
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  <description>I just realized I&apos;m really isolating myself from alot of people I love more than anything. I&apos;m not meaning to. I&apos;m finally cracking down in school and finally getting straight A&apos;s and this is the result? Confinement from my friends? &lt;b&gt;IF THAT IS WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN, IT&apos;S NOT FUCKING WORTH IT. &lt;/b&gt; (busting my ass in school, that is).&lt;br /&gt;so I&apos;m going to go back to being a slacker I think, but actually being HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I had the absolute most amazing night last night thanks to Justin and Sarah and accompanied by Patrick. Rose Pedals and candles galore. A plethora of happiness. Then back to Justin&apos;s house which really topped off the night. He made me cry in the happiest, most amazing way possible with his gifts. And I of course didn&apos;t get home til 3:15 in the morning after being told to be in by midnight. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo quisiera un botella de agua, por favor.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Feb 2005 00:55:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i am drinking un botella de agua.</title>
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  <description>I stayed home sick today, I woke up and still had the worst headache of my life, and moving around hurt. So I just laid there. I fucking hate being sick. It always gets the best of me and makes me feel weak. And I hate feeling weak more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I keep having these recurring dreams of me driving a car I&apos;m not suppose to and then losing control and crashing into other cars/things. It&apos;s scary. But there were other good, very good, elements to my dream last night. One being me not getting caught driving the car I wasn&apos;t suppose to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am babysitting all night long Friday, &amp; all day long Saturday. And I&apos;m not babysitting just any kid. I&apos;m babysitting COLBY. Who happens to idolize MARK THE SHARK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, what I&apos;m trying to say is, I want this weekend to come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another pointless entry brought to you by katie.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Feb 2005 02:51:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;you were a prosti-tot?&quot;  &quot;yes.&quot;</title>
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  <description>Here I am, summing up the past couple of weeks in pictures. 

&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
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sarah and i are getting pumped up to DYEOURHAIR. dye, hair, dye!!!!!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
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babysitting is what i do&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
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**Their self-taken, emo, myspace pics. Very crucial.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/katietimestwelve/babysitting/100_0644.jpg&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
eh&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
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yeah we like yelling at eachother.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
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she thought she was cool in my shoes. but dont worry everyone, i did indeed put her in her place.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
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yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! pizzaxcore&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&quot;dude, hes still going.&quot;&amp;nbsp; &quot;yeah dude.&quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&quot;whoa you look cool&quot; you too casey, you freaking too.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
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too hott for tv&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
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prom dress shopping anyone? at a stuck-up snotty nosed mall? yes? okay lets go.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
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Bethany:: &quot;Back up off my car, bitch.&quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
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Me:: &quot;Uhh I&apos;ll stomp your cars ass with my car hoebag.&quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/katietimestwelve/100_0660.jpg&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
t-shirt worthy day at the park&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
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wow. no words can describe. i love him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/katietimestwelve/100_0661.jpg&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
accidentally emo?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/katietimestwelve/100_0675.jpg&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
kissyourface&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/katietimestwelve/100_0680.jpg&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/katietimestwelve/justinlove.bmp&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
and i leave you with that, the closing picture of our sunset at a park.&lt;br&gt;
justin is amazing, to this day he gives me the same butterflies as he&lt;br&gt;
did when i only had a little crush on him. he is the most&lt;br&gt;
incredible guy i know. no one even can compare.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
that is all.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Feb 2005 08:24:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It is a lovely beige color. Quickly approaching tan.</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;yesturday::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_mitch&apos;s house for bangin&apos; pizza party&lt;br /&gt;_then late night roof-climbing with the one and only jay john flanny and the completely amazing and wonderful justin blair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;today::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_charlotte for prom dress hunting (which was semi-successful by the way, i have a potential dress as of now)&lt;br /&gt;_ace&apos;s basement for socializing&lt;br /&gt;_somewhere else tavern for... milkshakes? and Costas and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have quite a bit of pictures I have uploaded onto the computer from this weekend. I am just far too lazy to upload them onto livejournal just yet, but it will happen soon.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2005 00:47:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>would you like an apple crisp fruit &amp; oatmeal bar?</title>
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  <description>I want it to snow&lt;br /&gt;and I want to sleep tomorrow morning, but be so anxious...&lt;br /&gt;that my body forces me up at 8 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;and i&apos;ll wake up to it being nice and white outside&lt;br /&gt;and still snowing&lt;br /&gt;then i want to go downstairs in my pajamas&lt;br /&gt;with my down comforter&lt;br /&gt;grab me potato chips&lt;br /&gt;and sit by the fire&lt;br /&gt;and then when i get un-lazy&lt;br /&gt;i want to get up, get warm,&lt;br /&gt;and go outside in the snow and take cute snow pictures&lt;br /&gt;and then i want to turn my cat into a kitty icicle&lt;br /&gt;then ill come back inside and probably do the fire thing again,&lt;br /&gt;except this time ill read a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm just kidding about abusing my cat. by the way.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Jan 2005 22:01:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>There better be some logic behind your arguments.</title>
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  <description>I really enjoyed this weekend. Things went very well overall. Friday I spent the evening with Justin. Outside. Because we like being cold. We saw a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a long day. I went over to Sarahs around 1:00 in the afternoon. There her, Justin, and I chilled for a very long time. We talked alot. We read stories to eachother. No really, we did. But mainly we just laid around being lazy. It felt nice. Sarah and I died our hair, hers purplish and mine brown. My mom hates it and yelled at me for it. Apparently, &quot;if this is what I&apos;m going to be doing with my hair, I&apos;m not going to let you dye it anymore.&quot; --direct quote. No logic. And the thing is, it barely changed. Ah, oh well mom, sorry I can&apos;t be the cute little blonde you want me to be.&lt;br /&gt;But, back to Saturday night. We later got the idea to go outside, since the road was covered in a sheet of ice, and do some sliding/walking. It was very fun. It started sleeting on us. And we stayed out there. Sarah and I did some hxc sliding down her driveway, since it is a very large slope, and we were giggling like little girls.  Justin did this also, except he was more wild and professional about it. Sarah and I got some good bonding time like we always manage to do. And Justin and I also got to spend a lot of time together as well. I realllly like that boy. The happiness I can get by just thinking about him is unbelievable. And the feeling I get when I&apos;m with him is priceless. &lt;br /&gt;With that said and done, we finally went into Sarahs, and departed from Justin. Sarah and I watched &quot;A Cinderella Story&quot;, and I hate Hilary Duff. Hmmm.  BUT WE SURE ATE TONS OF POPCORN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;We went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;We woke up.&lt;br /&gt;I went home, then to Ben Franklins to get FABRIC for my dress I will be making, and that is my day so far.&lt;br /&gt;It feels nice to be chilling at 5:00 on a Sunday afternoon and say, &quot;Hey. That was one of the most enjoyable/relaxing weekends in a very long time.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2005 18:40:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>RANTRANTRANT</title>
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  <description>In my last entry, I didn&apos;t know the definition of a rant, and here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rant::&lt;br /&gt;To speak or write in a angry or violent manner; rave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who wonder, if a rant truly DOES have to be about bad things, like me. And there is your answer wondering people of the world.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Jan 2005 06:04:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ehh boooo.</title>
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  <description>A rant. &lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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Rants don&apos;t always have to be about bad things by the way. Do they? I&apos;m
actually not sure, I don&apos;t know the definition of a rant.&lt;br&gt;
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In a weird, almost twisted, way... I like getting upset sometimes.
Because the end product almost always seems to be me finding out
something new about me, or my personality, that I didn&apos;t previously
know. How I react to things. Why I react the way I do. How I can
prevent reacting this way.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s all kind of interesting.&lt;br&gt;
I got a little upset tonight. The reason is hardly worth mentioning. It
was nothing, not enough to lose sleep over. But now, I know that when
something bothers me I have a really hard time talking about it.
Especially to someone I love, usually in fear of losing them. Or being
thought less of.&amp;nbsp; No matter what it is always going to be hard to
express my feelings to a few people.&amp;nbsp; I try really hard, I really
seriously do.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I think it&apos;s time I stop focusing on meeting new friends, and focus on
keeping the ones I have. Making my friendships stronger. That would
make me a lot happier.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
White gloves get dirty easily.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
People seem to get more and more negative as time goes on.&lt;br&gt;
I think a big reason people never are truly happy with themselves and
their lives is because it is impossible. Outside forces will never let
that happen. Friends, the media, the world. It isnt the people, its the
enviornment.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I am doing amazing in school. No big deal... except for the fact I&apos;ve
never done amazing in school. I&apos;ve always done alright... I only put
forth effort to get me by, just enough to where I know I won&apos;t get
yelled at. Then I usually quit. But not lately. For the past month or
so I&apos;ve cared so much school. It&apos;s paying off and I just have tons of
self satisfaction right now. It feels good.&lt;br&gt;
And while I&apos;m on the subject of caring, I&apos;ve also cared alot less about
image. And to be honest I owe most of that to my wonderful boyfriend.
Today I went somewhere without makeup.&amp;nbsp; I guess I&apos;m realizing I
don&apos;t need to spend all that time trying to make myself look &apos;good&apos;
when half of the time it doesn&apos;t make a difference in the end.&amp;nbsp;
People seem to treat you the exact same whether you are wearing sweatpants or
spent 2 hours getting ready anyway.&amp;nbsp; I love you Justin.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I still have a desire to do something fun and adventurous. Tonight I
wanted to sneak out. Really bad. I then realized it was pretty
pointless
if you had no one to hang out with, because I dont know where the hell
I&apos;d go, and everyone was already doing something. Or wasn&apos;t able to
sneak out. Or was busy sacrificing small indian children. &lt;br&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;
I want it to snow, and when it does, I will make me lots of cappucino, and I will read a book, &lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline;&quot;&gt;The DaVinci Code&lt;/span&gt;,
to be exact, by the fire, and I&apos;ll even get all nice and cuddly with a
down comforter (eatitupvegans),&amp;nbsp; and maybe soak in a relaxing
bubblebath, by candlelight, and then I will stop using, commas.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
This was pointless. Except now I feel like I&apos;ve gotten keyboarding
exercise atleast.&amp;nbsp; But I couldn&apos;t even begin to describe half of
the things I&apos;m thinking about tonight. Alot of thought is happening in
this tiny mind.&lt;br&gt;
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Jan 2005 03:38:06 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Mmm... man your battle stations. I just finished ice cream. I feel like hanging out with a certain dynamic duo this weekend. They may know who they are, two females. If not I&apos;ll just throw them in the trunk and drive off.&lt;br /&gt;HERE ARE MY SLIPPERS!&lt;br /&gt;No but seriously, I feel like doing something a litle adventurous or atleast interesting/out of the ordinary this weekend too. A craving for fun if you will. On another completely unrelated note, I think I&apos;ll be going into law school, becoming a lawyer maybe. That would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;I keep dreaming of the beach. If anyone has a dream book, or any insight to what that could mean, let me know. I&apos;m interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&lt;br /&gt;And just to update everyone, today I got asked out by a very unique and amazing individual. I accepted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Jan 2005 02:07:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>90% of the weekend completely sucked, but the remaining 10% was amazing and I am completely grateful. During the first snow I was at Sarahs burning cookies and popcorn, and there is no other place I would have rather of been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want something cool to happen this weekend. Real cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m doing my chemistry homework, because overacheivers such as myself to things like homework. Psh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is pissed at me and won&apos;t talk at the moment because I said medicine was stupid. Didn&apos;t even get to explain what the hell I was talking about, because it sure as hell was alot deeper than that one sentence, before she decided to stop talking to me. riigght.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I keep hearing scary noises on my porch, and I think I just might get kidnapped.&lt;br /&gt;Farewell</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 11 Jan 2005 01:22:51 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>it&apos;s a fill-out-bored-form-know-everything-about-your-life deal!!!&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;

LAST PERSON WHO&lt;br&gt;
x. Slept in your bed: me&lt;br&gt;
x. Saw you cry:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; mmm probably nic blair&lt;br&gt;
x. Made you cry:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; he apologized so its alright&lt;br&gt;
x. You shared a drink with:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; riley till probably&lt;br&gt;
x. You went to the movies with:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; sarah&lt;br&gt;
x. You went to the mall with:&amp;nbsp; sarah &amp;amp; emily&lt;br&gt;
x. Yelled at you:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; riley! friggen boy always gets outraged. about good things.&lt;br&gt;
x. Sent you an email:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; dave&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
HAVE YOU EVER...&lt;br&gt;
x. Said &quot;I Love You&quot; and meant it?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yes. &lt;br&gt;
x. Gotten in a fight with your pet:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; just now&lt;br&gt;
x. Been to California:&amp;nbsp; nope&lt;br&gt;
x. Been to Hawaii: no&lt;br&gt;
x. Been to Mexico:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; no&lt;br&gt;
x. Been to China:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; not yet&lt;br&gt;
x. Been to Canada:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yep&lt;br&gt;
x. Danced naked:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; probably&lt;br&gt;
x. Dreamed something really crazy and then it happened the next day?:
no the other night i dreamed about buying blocks of cheddar cheese&lt;br&gt;
x. Wish you were the opposite sex:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i like being a girl. except for the whole peeing deal.&lt;br&gt;
x. Had an imaginary friend:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; nah&lt;br&gt;
x. Do you have a crush on someone:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my boyfriend&lt;br&gt;
x. What book are you reading now:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the davinci code&lt;br&gt;
x. Worst feeling in the world:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; letting someone down, or someone you know being &quot;fucking angry&quot; and not knowing why.&lt;br&gt;
x. Future son&apos;s name:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; dane&lt;br&gt;
x Do you sleep with a stuffed animal:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yep. bun bun. the bunny.&lt;br&gt;
x. What&apos;s under your bed:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; crayons and an old collage and some pillows&lt;br&gt;
x. Favorite sport to watch:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; dogsledding. actually i have no idea.&lt;br&gt;
x. Siblings:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; charlie&lt;br&gt;
x. Location:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; kernersville, nc&lt;br&gt;
x. College plans:&amp;nbsp; NONE! or maybe duke or chapel hill or somewhere else prestigious.&lt;br&gt;
x. Piercings/tattoos:&amp;nbsp; ears and belly&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
EXTRA STUFF&lt;br&gt;
x. Do you do drugs:&amp;nbsp; nope&lt;br&gt;
x. Do you drink:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; nope&lt;br&gt;
x. Who is your best friend[s]:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; riley till and catey kreseski&lt;br&gt;
x. What are you most scared of:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; failure&lt;br&gt;
x. What clothes do you sleep in:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; pj pants and sports bra&lt;br&gt;
x. Where do you want to get married:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; somewhere different. anywhere different. and beautiful.&lt;br&gt;
x. Who do you really hate:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i dont know&lt;br&gt;
x. Been in Love:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; not til recently&lt;br&gt;
x. Do you drive:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; illegally&lt;br&gt;
x. Do you have a job:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; no&lt;br&gt;
x. Do you like being around people:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; sometimes&lt;br&gt;
x. Are you for world peace:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yes.&lt;br&gt;
x. Have you ever liked someone you had no chance with:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; that usually is the only&amp;nbsp; type of people i like&lt;br&gt;
x. Have you ever cried over something someone of the opposite sex did:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; oh yes a few times&lt;br&gt;
x. Do you have a &quot;type&quot; of person you always go after:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; not at all, no type whatsoever&lt;br&gt;
x. Want someone you don&apos;t have right now:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; nope&lt;br&gt;
x. Are you lonely right now:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yep&lt;br&gt;
x. Song thats stuck in your head a lot:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;somewhere only we know&quot;&lt;br&gt;
x. Do you want to get married:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yes&lt;br&gt;
x. Do you want kids:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; probably not&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
FAVORITE&lt;br&gt;
x. Room in house:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my room&lt;br&gt;
x. Color[s]: red &lt;br&gt;
x. Perfume or cologne[s]?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; very sexy &amp;amp; dream angels by victoria secret&lt;br&gt;
x. Month:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; winter &amp;amp; spring&lt;br&gt;
x. Stone:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; uh&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
IN THE LAST WEEK, HAVE YOU...&lt;br&gt;
x. Cried:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i believe so&lt;br&gt;
x. Bought something:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; no&lt;br&gt;
x. Gotten sick:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; nope&lt;br&gt;
x. Sang:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yes&lt;br&gt;
x. Wanted to tell someone you loved them:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; every day&lt;br&gt;
x. Met someone new:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yes! i met another katie schmidt! its true&lt;br&gt;
x. Missed someone:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yessss&lt;br&gt;
x. Hugged someone:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yes&lt;br&gt;
x. Kissed someone:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yes i miss him right now.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
? ?I N F O R M A T I O N ? ? ?&lt;br&gt;
Name:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; katieschmidt&lt;br&gt;
Sex: female&lt;br&gt;
Birthday:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; april 3rd&lt;br&gt;
Sign:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; aries&lt;br&gt;
Hair colour:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; hmm good question&lt;br&gt;
Eye colour:&amp;nbsp; hazelish&lt;br&gt;
Height:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 5&apos;4&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
? ? ? F A S H I O N | S T U F F ? ? ?&lt;br&gt;
Where is your favourite place to shop for clothes:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; wet seal? i dont know.&lt;br&gt;
Favorite designer?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; me. i dont know again.&lt;br&gt;
What is your sexiest outfit?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the one i bought randomly last year. that is still hott.&lt;br&gt;
What is your most comfortable outfit?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; now--- hoodie and jeans&lt;br&gt;
What do you usually wear?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; anything&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
? ? ? S P E C I F I C S ? ? ?&lt;br&gt;
What kind of shampoo do you use?: patntene pro-v&lt;br&gt;
What are you listening to right now:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; nothing. and that just reminded me to turn some music on.&lt;br&gt;
Who is the last person that called you?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; some number i didnt know. &lt;br&gt;
How many buddies are online right now?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 64 + 125. too lazy for math.&lt;br&gt;
What would you change about yourself?: i guess i wouldnt change anything. in fear of only making it worse.&lt;br&gt;
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? ? ? F A V O R I T E S ? ? ?&lt;br&gt;
Foods: mac&amp;amp;cheese please.&lt;br&gt;
Girls names: mallory&lt;br&gt;
Boys names: dane&lt;br&gt;
Subjects in school:&amp;nbsp; english&lt;br&gt;
Animals:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; dogs, horses&lt;br&gt;
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? ? ? H A V E | Y O U | E V E R ? ? ?&lt;br&gt;
Given anyone a bath?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; kids i babysit&lt;br&gt;
Bungee jumped?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; coming soon.&lt;br&gt;
Made yourself throw up?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yes&lt;br&gt;
Skinny dipped?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yes&lt;br&gt;
Ever been in love?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; mmm&lt;br&gt;
Made yourself cry to get out of trouble?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; not yet&lt;br&gt;
Pictured your crush naked?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; hahah no?&lt;br&gt;
Actually seen your crush naked?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yeah. my crush is YOU&lt;br&gt;
Cried when someone died?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yes&lt;br&gt;
Lied:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; mhmm&lt;br&gt;
Fallen for your best friend?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; once&lt;br&gt;
Rejected someone?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yes&lt;br&gt;
Used someone?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; no&lt;br&gt;
Done something you regret?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; too many times.&lt;br&gt;
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? ? ? C U R R E N T ? ? ?&lt;br&gt;
Clothes: hoodie and jeans. and SLIPPERS&lt;br&gt;
Music: fucker you already fucking asked me&lt;br&gt;
Annoyance:&amp;nbsp; not listening to music&lt;br&gt;
Smell:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; nothing&lt;br&gt;
Desktop picture:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; boone&lt;br&gt;
Cd in player: the postal service&lt;br&gt;
DVD in player:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; eh fuck dvd&apos;s&lt;br&gt;
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? ? ? L A S T | P E R S O N ? ? ?&lt;br&gt;
You touched:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; riley&lt;br&gt;
Hugged:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; riley&lt;br&gt;
You IMed:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; timmy&lt;br&gt;
You yelled at:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; autumn&lt;br&gt;
You kissed:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; justin&lt;br&gt;
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? ? ? A R E | Y O U ? ? ?&lt;br&gt;
Understanding:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i try&lt;br&gt;
Arrogant:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; probably&lt;br&gt;
Insecure: sometimes&lt;br&gt;
Random:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; when im in that... crazy mood.&lt;br&gt;
Smart: when i have to be&lt;br&gt;
Moody:&amp;nbsp; occasionally&lt;br&gt;
Hard working:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yes.&lt;br&gt;
Organized:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yes&lt;br&gt;
Shy:&amp;nbsp; sometimes&lt;br&gt;
Difficult: yes&lt;br&gt;
Attractive: your face is attractive&lt;br&gt;
Bored easily:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; sometimes&lt;br&gt;
Obsessed:&amp;nbsp; no?&lt;br&gt;
Angry: not usually&lt;br&gt;
Sad:&amp;nbsp; not usually&lt;br&gt;
Happy: hellllz yez&lt;br&gt;
Hyper:&amp;nbsp; rarely&lt;br&gt;
Trusting: no.&lt;br&gt;
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? ? ? W H O | D O | Y O U | W A N N A ? ? ?&lt;br&gt;
Kill?: napoleon dynamite&lt;br&gt;
Slap?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;
Get really wasted with?:&amp;nbsp; no one&lt;br&gt;
Get high with: no one&lt;br&gt;
Talk to offline:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; justin. right now.&lt;br&gt;
Talk to online: anyone&lt;br&gt;
Sex it up with:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; zacks yogurt.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
? ? ? R A N D O M ? ? ?&lt;br&gt;
In the morning I:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; am really mean. seriously. dont talk to me then.&lt;br&gt;
All you need is:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; security&lt;br&gt;
Love is:&amp;nbsp; amazing&lt;br&gt;
I dream about:&amp;nbsp; cheddar cheese apparently&lt;br&gt;
What do you notice first in the sex you&apos;re into:&amp;nbsp; humor, the way they present themselves&lt;br&gt;
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? ? ? W H I C H | I S | B E T T E R ? ? ?&lt;br&gt;
Coke or Pepsi:&amp;nbsp; ARE YOU REALLY ASKING&lt;br&gt;
Flowers or candy: flowers&lt;br&gt;
Tall or short: tall&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
? ? ? W H O ? ? ?&lt;br&gt;
Makes you laugh the most:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; justin&lt;br&gt;
Makes you smile: justin&lt;br&gt;
Gives you a funny feeling when you see him/her:&amp;nbsp; oh yeah um justin&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;
? ? ? N U M B E R ? ? ?&lt;br&gt;
Of times I have had my heart broken: once maybe&lt;br&gt;
Of hearts I have broken: dont know&lt;br&gt;
Of scars on my body:&amp;nbsp; 3&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
? ? ? Y O U R | T H O U G H T S ? ? ?&lt;br&gt;
I know:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; that 101.3 KPA equals 760mmHg.&lt;br&gt;
I want:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; to eat ice cream&lt;br&gt;
I have:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the perfect boyfriend&lt;br&gt;
I wish:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; life wasnt so short&lt;br&gt;
I hate:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; seinfield&lt;br&gt;
I hear:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; myself thinking.&lt;br&gt;
I search:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; on google!!&lt;br&gt;
I wonder:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; what I can do to motivate myself to work&lt;br&gt;
I love:&amp;nbsp; justin blair.&lt;br&gt;
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the end.&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>quietness. seriously. creepy, almost.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">quietness. seriously. creepy, almost.</media:title>
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  <title>love with all youve got.</title>
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  <description>I have nothing to complain about with life. I&apos;m okay with who I am as a person, and things lately seem to keep getting better and better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do Rileys hair all crazy like for that show Saturday, so if youre going, watch out. Bring your camera. Cause Riley Till aint playin&apos; games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight</description>
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  <title>update for you bitchez</title>
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  <description>my break has consisted of::&lt;br /&gt;asheville&lt;br /&gt;sarah&lt;br /&gt;andrika&lt;br /&gt;myspace kids&lt;br /&gt;coffee shops&lt;br /&gt;drama&lt;br /&gt;sketchy places in winston-salem&lt;br /&gt;kissing in sketchy places&lt;br /&gt;bad at first but overall good new years eve&lt;br /&gt;christmas with immediate family&lt;br /&gt;shopping in charlotte for no reason&lt;br /&gt;bad chick flicks&lt;br /&gt;shows&lt;br /&gt;cookie making&lt;br /&gt;old friends&lt;br /&gt;riley till getting outraged</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Dec 2004 06:44:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>today was cool. i didnt spend almost any time at home. it was all with sarah, and other people along the way. first in concord, at the mall, with sarah and emily. then to sarahs house. and now andrikas here. ive been thinking about justin and i hope he feels ok. i met new people tonight also.&lt;br /&gt;my breaks been going pretty good i&apos;d say.&lt;br /&gt;but im still not hanging out with everyone ive wanted to...&lt;br /&gt;=(....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Dec 2004 19:55:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i love christmas&lt;br /&gt;i love every single one of my friends&lt;br /&gt;i love my family&lt;br /&gt;i love my boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;and i love my cat, we are friends now</description>
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  <description>god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people are just...&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck</description>
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