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  <title>My name is Denver Max...</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2007 04:32:08 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So I like to post in my lj when I&apos;m really happy so that when I am not so happy I can remind myself that things will get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im pretty pleased with life right now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one summer class lined up so that shouldnt be too much stress. I like school despite how much I hate going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is good - A lot of the people I work with at my new store have really warmed up to me and are treating me good. My boss is finally treating me like I know what I&apos;m doing, and I think my closings and ability to run shifts on my own is really improving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im happy with all my friends - though I still have the feeling that I want to hang out with new people. I havent seen Danielle or Beth or Jessica a lot lately and thats really making me sad. Rhiannon however is making me so happy, it seems like she likes Steve and is beginning to change and Im really seeing things out of her that I wouldnt have expected a year ago so Im really happy whenever it comes to her. Shes an excellent best friend and I swear to god I wouldnt trade her for the world. She means so much to me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing making me so happy is Steve. Im so glad I transferred and met him - hes great. I feel like this is how things are supposed to be for someone my age and it almost like hes my first real, real boyfriend even though hes not. I dont see any signs of anything going wrong in the near future like with other people. I love being around him so much and hes so funny. Hes a dork but I love it, and hes not the type i would usually fall for which just goes to show you cant really discount and forget about people that arent your set type. He treats me so well and I just love everything thats going on. :) Almost a month &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I need to work on though - saving money for a new car!! I had a bunch saved up and then I had to spend a lot to fix some more things on my car, and I got Rhiannon and Steve and my mom somewhat expensive birthday presents then I paid for my summer class which I really didnt have to do but I wanted to and Ive been doing some shopping, so I gotta watch myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways - for myself in the future - things are good.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2007 15:22:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>So...</title>
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  <description>Who wants to go to Ballys and get a membership and be my workout buddy? Any takers? 25.00 a month.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 12 Dec 2006 20:57:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I never write in this thing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my nose pierced and I&apos;m in love with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want a tattoo but I am way too scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals are tomorrow!!! I got an A+ on my French Verbal Final. And my English presentation wasn&apos;t too bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped working at Forever 21, which sucks cause I really liked it. I want to go back in the summer but idk. Gotta work at wherever makes me more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends to death, but I also want some new ones. &lt;br /&gt;Speaking of friends, Rachel is coming home on the 18th and she is one person I really intend to see asap. I miss her so much. And the Keropi book, I miss that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of friends again, I want to re-connect with some old friends. Particularly Kaitlyn. I miss us being close, and shes fun. And one or two others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to work in a half hour so I&apos;m gonna go get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and the most embarrassing moment of my existence happened yesterday. One day when I am over the humiliation, I&apos;ll tell the person it pertains to about it.</description>
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  <lj:music>brand new</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 14 Apr 2006 15:48:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Did anyone ever notice that your friends only care when somethings wrong? And they only tell you how much you mean to them and shit like that when theres something wrong or bad happening. But if they think everythings fine, then no one ever gives a shit about anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And theres this one lie that everyone has told. And theyll all deny it, but its true.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Mar 2006 20:16:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Today was a bad day. Just one of those days where all the small things add up to just make it a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had a conversation with someone I havent talked to in a long time and it was ok I guess, except that they said something, not bad or anything, but it made me see something from a different perspective and now that I see this thing from a different perspective I wish I was dead. Im pissed at how incredibly stupid I was and am still being. I feel really bad about it and Im mad that I could be stupid enough to fall for this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then earlier today I spoke with someone who I also havent talked to in a while but who I really miss a lot, and they made me feel like shit too. But it sucks cause I cant blame them, theyre right and being nice. But it still sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And losing two of your closest friends sucks.&lt;br /&gt;And wanting someone you cant have and should be over sucks.&lt;br /&gt;And when youre stupid idiot blonde boss tells you to stop saying &quot;sucks&quot;, sucks.&lt;br /&gt;And Ms Cuncich &amp; Mr Cwyana, they suck too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Caty &amp; Rhiannon rock. And Jesska. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; my favorite song ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well things will get better eventually.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Mar 2006 01:22:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Today = good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Kayla skipped 5th &amp; 6th hour to go to the Detroit Institute of Art and it was pretty cool. Worth the skipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went out to eat and decided to go get my hair cut &amp; colored which i havent done in like 3 years. I added black to the bottom, and at first there was too little so i added more then there was too much. Im not sure if I like it but I think Im gonna try to dye it out and make it all red asap. But that will take at least a month. :( Til then im stuck with the black. But it could be worse I guess. And hair grows back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that today was nice. :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Mar 2006 21:44:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I haven&apos;t really been through Livejournal in a while. It&apos;s weird. I like Livejournal. It helps me remember things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School.&lt;/strong&gt; I hate it. Mr. Cwayna is a douchebag and I swear to god he&apos;s on steroids.. I did good on my short story for Mr. Nethercott though, which I am proud of. E2020 will be over in like 2 months, which is good because I really fucking hate it. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work.&lt;/strong&gt; Not hating it as much as I used to, but I have a feeling that&apos;s about to change. Kayla quit, and I don&apos;t know how that&apos;s gonna work out, just have to wait and see. I still want to get away from there asap though, but it&apos;s kinda hard with everything else I have going on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People.&lt;/strong&gt; Everyone in the world should be dead, except some people. I hate the feeling of wanting someone you can&apos;t have. I swear it&apos;s the worst thing ever. Dumb boys. I love Rhiannon, and how she writes about me in creative writing. I miss Beth, I haven&apos;t seen her in so long. I miss Rachel a lot too. I miss Nikki in Business Math, because it&apos;s just not the same without her. But I guess me &amp;amp; Jake get by, hah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really would like to go shopping now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Feb 2006 23:40:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APPEARANCE&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am shorter than 5&apos;4&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I think I&apos;m ugly sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have scars.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wish my hair was a different color.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have/had braces.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wear/need glasses(or contacts).&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have more than 2 piercings.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have piercings in places besides my ears.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have freckles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY/HOME LIFE&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve sworn at my parents.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve run away from home.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My biological parents are not together.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]I have a sibling less than one year old.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I want to have kids someday.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve had children.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve lost a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL/WORK&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;m in school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have a job.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve fallen asleep at work/school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I almost always do my homework.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve missed a week or more of school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve been on the honor roll within the last 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I failed more than 1 class last year.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve stolen something from my job.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve been fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMBARASSMENT&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve slipped out a &quot;lol&quot; in a spoken conversation.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Disney movies still make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve peed from laughing.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve snorted while laughing.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve laughed so hard I&apos;ve cried.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve glued my hand to something.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve laughed till some kind of beverage came out of my nose...hahah i love rhiannon&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve had my pants rip in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEALTH&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I was born with a disease/impairment.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve gotten stitches.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve broken a bone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve had my tonsils removed.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve sat in a doctor&apos;s office with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve had my wisdom teeth removed.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I had a surgery.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve had chicken pox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAVELING&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve driven over 200 miles in one day.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve been on a plane.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve been to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve been to Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve been to Niagara Falls.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve been to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve Celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve been to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve been to Africa.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve been to the Eiffel Tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXPERIENCES&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve gotten lost in my city.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve seen a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve wished on a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve seen a meteor shower.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve gone out in public in my pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve pushed all the buttons on an elevator.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve been to a casino&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve been skydiving.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve played spin the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve been in a car crash.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve been skiing.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve been in a play.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve seen the Northern Lights.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve sat on a roof top at night.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve played chicken.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve played a prank on someone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve ridden in a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve eaten sushi.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve been snowboarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONESTY/CRIME&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve done something I promised someone else I wouldn&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve done something I promised myself I wouldn&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;[no need to! :) ] I&apos;ve snuck out of my house&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have lied to my parents about where I am.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve cheated while playing a game.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve cheated on a test/quiz.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve run a red light.&lt;br /&gt;[kinda sorta not really] I&apos;ve been arrested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRUGS/ALCOHOL&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve consumed alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have gotten drunk with a friend&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve smoked a cigarette before.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have cough drops when I&apos;m not sick.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can&apos;t swallow pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRYING/SELF ESTEEM&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I cut myself / I have cut myself before.&lt;br /&gt;[only from bad dreams] I&apos;ve woken up crying.&lt;br /&gt;[sometimes] I have low self esteem.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I sometimes hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I cry more than twice a week.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve cried myself to sleep before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve tried to commit suicide.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I want somebody to slit my throat, right now.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I cry to some songs but still love the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATERIALISM&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own over 5 rap CDs.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I own an iPod or MP3 player.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have an unhealthy obsession with anime/manga.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own multiple designer purses, costing over $100 a piece.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I own something from Hot Topic.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I own something from Pac Sun.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I collect comic books.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own something from The Gap.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own something I got on e-bay.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I own something from Abercrombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve stolen a tray from a fast food restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I open up to others easily.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I watch the news.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don&apos;t kill bugs.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I hate hearing songs that sacrifice meaning for the sake of being able to rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I curse regularly.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I sing in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;[sometimes, if i get enough sleep] I am a morning person.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I paid for my cell phone ring tone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;m a snob about grammar.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a sports fanatic.&lt;br /&gt;[sometimes] I love being neat.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love Spam.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ve copied more than 30 CDs in a day.&lt;br /&gt;[hahaha only with rhiannons help] I bake well.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My favorite color is either white, yellow, pink, red or blue.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I would wear pajamas to school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like Martha Stewart.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I know how to shoot a gun.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am in love with love.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I laugh at my own jokes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I eat fast food weekly.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I believe in ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am online 24/7, even as an away message.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;ve not turned anything in and still got an A in a certain class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can&apos;t sleep if there is a spider in the room.&lt;br /&gt;[really, really ticklish haha] I am really ticklish.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love white chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I bite my nails.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I play video games.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;m good at remembering faces.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;m good at remembering names&lt;br /&gt;[x] I&apos;m good at remembering dates.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that took up a good 5 minutes of my time. and no one is online and I am having a bad Monday and Mr Bietler is a fucking douchebag. :) and I never want to hear that fucking Mandy Moore Crush song bullshit in my 3rd hour ever again.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 02 Feb 2006 14:55:08 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person this is to will probably never see this, but thats ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear you know who you are,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the worst thing that has ever happened to me. I don&apos;t know how on Earth I could risk something that meant the world to me for something so insignificant. But people make mistakes, and that&apos;s mine, and now I&apos;m paying the price and there&apos;s nothing I can realistically do about that. Not only are you the most horrible and disgusting person I&apos;ve ever met, but I know you&apos;re proud of it. If you were ever to read this, you&apos;d be smiling. But that&apos;s ok too, because I&apos;m pretty sure you&apos;d be fake smiling, because you have the lowest self-esteem of anyone I know, including myself. And hey, I can&apos;t blame you for that because you&apos;re not that great a person. But whatever some people are just naturally anti-social losers with a complete inability to do anything but daydream about what they want to become and will never be. Looking back, I&apos;m really glad that I lied to you. I never ever loved you at all, and I knew it. And I laughed about it. And I still do. Because you&apos;re pathetic. But we all have our bad parts, I know mine inside and out. I know I&apos;m a bad person, in fact, a horrible person for what I&apos;ve done. And I know I&apos;m not the most amazing person in the world to be with either, but at least I don&apos;t go to your level. I&apos;m sorry that you we&apos;re so jealous and couldn&apos;t get over it, but I&apos;m more sorry that I even wasted my time and ruined a good portion of my life even considering you. I don&apos;t know if I&apos;m ever going to be able to fix what I&apos;ve done, that&apos;s up to other people and chance. All I can do is recognize every mistake I&apos;ve ever made that had to do with you and be sorry for every second I wasted. Obviously, I wish you the worst of luck in life, which isn&apos;t hard to do considering how delusional and lazy you are. I&apos;m glad that at least for now I can be with someone who I really am happy to be around and someone who I don&apos;t need to make excuses to not spend time with. The only way I would ever want to see you happy is if you were with the person you should&apos;ve been with in the first place, and even that isn&apos;t for your sake. I don&apos;t know what&apos;s going to come of this, and I might lose a huge part of my life, which is my own fault and I&apos;ll have to deal with but at least I&apos;ll know that you&apos;re gone for good and I will never have to see your disgusting face ever again. Thank you for teaching me a huge life lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sincerely&lt;/u&gt; yours,&lt;br /&gt;Emily</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2006 01:48:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I usually don&apos;t have nightmares, and when I do, I don&apos;t remember them. I had like 2 my whole life that I could remember. But lately, especially this week, I am very sleep deprived, so today I am very very tired and I&apos;ve had a lot of nightmares lately which don&apos;t really seem like nightmares but if you were there you would have been scared too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sleep. Lots of hw. Nothing in Business Math because that class goes by too fast for me to even realize im in that class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;333 Ap Psych &amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot of time with the people I want to spend all my time with. Kinda sucks. Especially one person I&apos;ve been meaning to call but haven&apos;t had the chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday almost killed me. I went to work almost crying and I felt really dumb. Oh well im over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reallllllllllly sleepy. byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;ps- Em I am warning you, don&apos;t take Astronomy.&lt;/big&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Jan 2006 00:39:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>woo new classes tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- ap psych&lt;br /&gt;2- bus math&lt;br /&gt;3- english&lt;br /&gt;4- science &amp; media&lt;br /&gt;5- creative writing&lt;br /&gt;6- sociology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think ive got C lunch with caty &amp; i dunno who else.&lt;br /&gt;and i have 4 classes with rhiannon.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know whos all in my other classes except that pretty much every person in the fucking world is in my ap psych class. that is gonna be like the emily and all her friends class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really love the blood brothers. i am in such a good mood. cept i miss my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being around him makes me so happy. i feel dumb. but i cant help it, he makes me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if me and jesska have any classes together so how will i bring us coffee in the morning if there is no more walking around together before 1st hour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so glad to be out of astronomy. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the end.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2006 05:39:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Honest to god, I love my dorky little sister.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Jan 2006 04:52:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Pictures. Today was the last day of midterms. Amazingly easy. :) &lt;br&gt;
I took some pictures.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 285px; height: 213px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/Schoooool/DSCN0838.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I am going to miss Business Math with these two dorks.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 261px; height: 195px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/Schoooool/DSCN0801.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
They make my 5th hour worthwhile.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/Schoooool/DSCN0848.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 250px; height: 188px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/Schoooool/DSCN0848.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Especially this girl who I will never talk to again.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/CERB/DSCN0878.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/CERB/DSCN0878.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 251px; height: 187px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/CERB/DSCN0878.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
After school we went to mcdonalds to get my not so amazing paycheck &lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 267px; height: 199px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/CERB/DSCN0884.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Rhiannon loves this picture.&lt;br&gt;
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Sex in catys car. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 247px; height: 184px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/CERB/DSCN0862.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 253px; height: 188px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/CERB/DSCN0869.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 242px; height: 180px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/CERB/DSCN0874.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 283px; height: 211px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/CERB/DSCN0896.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
then we tried to get rhiannon on the roof of my house&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 275px; height: 205px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/CERB/DSCN0899.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
using a bicycle and some thing we found in a shed in my backyard&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 260px; height: 194px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/CERB/DSCN0898.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
needless to say we were successful&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 238px; height: 177px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/CERB/DSCN0900.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
she humped the chimney&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 261px; height: 195px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/CERB/DSCN0905.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 227px; height: 169px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/CERB/DSCN0904.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
she took pictures from the roof. she was the fiddler on my roof.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 279px; height: 208px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/CERB/DSCN0912.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 273px; height: 203px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/CERB/DSCN0919.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 272px; height: 202px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/CERB/DSCN0913.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
then we went for a walk and sat around and played dumb games til beth and caty had to go.&lt;br&gt;
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after a while me and rhiannon just layed on the couch and had a really
nice long talk about our futures and people and shit. and it was fun i
enjoyed it cause were gay like that and youre jealous. &lt;br&gt;
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I like days like today.&lt;br&gt;
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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jan 2006 16:13:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Life. Is. Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from E2020 starting up again soon, everything is going so good lately. Work is good, schools a new semester so that should be good. People, in general, are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Mr Marshall told me I got extra credit on my crim j paper because it was so good and he just kept asking questions and complimenting it and that just made my day cause I worked so hard on that paper and I thought it wasn&apos;t very good to begin with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I bombed my English final which is the only down point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Ricks work the other day and he practically ran away when he saw me. So I get all these weird looks from the people he works with that I could definitely do without. I understand if he doesnt want to be friends, but really, we could at least be civil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I&apos;m trying to not let certain people get to me and ruin my good week. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then theres the other people who are just making life wonderful. They know who they are. &amp;lt;3 I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Jan 2006 03:42:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I really love shopping. It makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I&apos;d let everyone know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s go shopping sometime.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Jan 2006 23:23:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Yesterday I wrote my sister a letter. It was mostly about her name but it was about other sister things too. And when I got home last night she left me a letter back on my desk and I didn&apos;t expect that. It was wierd. I love my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go shopping. Like right now. For music. and clothes. but mostly music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and that whole &apos;Dont let yourself get too close to someone cause you might get your heart broken&apos; thing that sounds really dumb, yeah that doesnt work at all. I wish it did though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhiannon has my Business Math book. And I need it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really fuckking bored and I feel like going out tonight. Just relaxing somewhere but I wanna go somewhere. Yeah ok this is pointless I don&apos;t even know why I write in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;33 bye.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jan 2006 13:19:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>pshhhh not excercising in forever and working at mcdonalds is a bad thing. me and kayla need to go running more because as of right now i have like 0 endurance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i have to go to school. when first hour ends, in like 6 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aksahjklj.</description>
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  <description>such a good mood lately. &amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am the best at writing papers, ever. just admit it, i&apos;m amazing. it&apos;s almost like i vomit amazingness onto paper, hand it in, and get a good grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im passing math like no other because i never do any work and then i get a&apos;s on  all the tests. nicole is mad cause shes not good at tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love being around people that make me happy. its so nice for a change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i have to go to school :( for as much as i love autumn, im giving myself to ashes.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 Jan 2006 03:22:36 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Life = good. (for now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was amazing today. I loved it and I was in such a good mood. Lots of good people too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work I went to the coffee shop for like an hour and hung out with Rhiannon because she has the best job ever and she can just sit around and talk and do nothing if theres no customers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were gonna hang out but we both decided sleep was better. And I cleaned my room and did all this laundry and homework and I dont know im a loser I felt productive. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I&apos;m pretty bored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;small&gt;And I held my tongue as she told me :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;Son, fear is the heart of love.&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I never went back.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Jan 2006 01:18:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>things have gotten so much better over the past month. i love people who make things amazing. and i like the word amazing a lot too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its weird to not have my mom here everyday and to have her just show up every couple weeks. I thought things would be a lot worse when she left and it was just me and my dad but we just don&apos;t talk to each other so its turning out a lot better than I thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed home from school today because my mom came over and I was running late anyways. But I&apos;m glad I did cause apparently everyone else did too. Except Jesska. And I know she missed me in Ms Sowinskiimgayalwayswearaskirt &amp; Marsh&apos;s classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is getting better too...kinda sorta. Me &amp; Nicole are supposed to go look for new jobs soon though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okkk anyways now im just really bored and I have nothing to do and no one can really do anything cause everyone stayed home so im really bored and I feel like watching a movie. im bored. the end. :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jan 2006 14:11:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m in second hour and it&apos;s the worst most boring class ever and I hate it and I will be so happy when the semester changes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting sick and thats not good because I hate being sick because then I have to miss work and I hate missing work because I feel guilty. I got like 2 hours of sleep, I don&apos;t have the right uniform shit, and I feel really sick so I probably won&apos;t go in today which is bad because I&apos;ve called in too much lately even though this will only be the second time in a while. I feel guilty but then on the other hand I don&apos;t care because work sucks lately and I&apos;m sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to work on getting a new job or a second job. :( I only have 11 months left here and I don&apos;t know what I&apos;m gonna do after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaysss I dunno I&apos;m really bored and I have a migraine and I don&apos;t know why I&apos;m writing in this stupid thing and I don&apos;t know why my second hour teacher insists on complete silence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 01 Jan 2006 02:20:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>The past couple days have been really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Rhiannon had a dumb sleepover which was cool cause that hasn&apos;t happened in at least a year or so haha whatever we are dumb girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to hang out with Kayla which was sweet I miss our days in the summer we spent like every day together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its also nice to have a new crush idk I feel dumb and girly but im not sure how to take this one and what to believe and not believe but its cool and im happy. Maybe things will stay like this who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways I really hate new years soooo now im gonna go figure out what im gonna do and new years sucks really bad :) the end.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Dec 2005 16:08:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;img style=&quot;width: 289px; height: 215px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/We%20Walk/denvmax.jpg&quot;&gt;Me (seen here with amazing birthday dinosaur, Denver Max) and my good friend &lt;br&gt;
Rhiannon &lt;img src=&quot;http://http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/We%20Walk/pimps.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 277px; height: 207px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/We%20Walk/pimps.jpg&quot;&gt;(seen here brushing her shoulder off, like so)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 273px; height: 203px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/We%20Walk/DSCN0617.jpg&quot;&gt;go on walks when its cold and dumb and rainy on Hartlein &amp;amp; Columbus.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/We%20Walk/DSCN0612.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 303px; height: 225px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/We%20Walk/DSCN0612.jpg&quot;&gt; This is a house.&lt;br&gt;
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We visit Wilde sometimes and then creepy guys come out of their houses
and tell us to not run away from them so we walk at a fast pace. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 252px; height: 188px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/dearaudio/We%20Walk/DSCN0634.jpg&quot;&gt; And we check all the sewers for Ninja Turtles and pizza.&lt;br&gt;
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And thats what we do sometimes. Only with like 45 more pictures. &amp;lt;33&lt;br&gt;
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2005 17:32:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>yesterday was...interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to see Memoirs of a Geisha which was sweet cause I&apos;ve wanted to see that &amp; Syriana for a while but I didn&apos;t think anyone else would want to. I&apos;m not sure if Rhiannon &amp; Caty liked it as much as I did though. I hated the ending though because I really don&apos;t like love movies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all exchanged our presents haha cause we&apos;re gay and Kayla was supposed to come &amp; I&apos;m sad that she didn&apos;t. Rhiannon got me a really cute stud for my lip and makeup but she wrapped everything like 900 times around in tape cause she&apos;s dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I got to hang out with someone else for a while &amp; that was really interesting haha I dunno. It was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today I don&apos;t want to go to work. Ew. Oh well as long as Sarahs not my manager :)</description>
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  <lj:music>from first to last &lt;3</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 Dec 2005 20:30:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Alito Will Strike Again -- You Can Stop Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New information about Supreme Court Nominee Samuel Alito paints a disturbing picture of a man who sought to use the government to restrict abortion. In a 1985 memo released November 30 by the National Archives, Judge Samuel Alito outlines a legal and political strategy to chip away and eventually overturn the landmark 1973 Supreme Court decision in Roe v. Wade. If confirmed to the Supreme Court, Alito could prove to be a judicial activist who imposes his right-wing extremist views on the country through the court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;It makes me wish I could vote. I don&apos;t know it&apos;s just something I want to learn more about and like actually care about. I feel dumb though cause it&apos;s like no one else really cares about it so I probably shouldn&apos;t especially cause I can&apos;t even explain to anyone, like in my cj class, why I am so pro-choice. I don&apos;t know why I care but I do. Oh well I&apos;m weird.&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>junesong provision &lt;333</lj:music>
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