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  <title>there are moments when i know it</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Jul 2006 02:45:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WHAT THE FUCK BRANFORD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jun 2006 05:33:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Every time I think about Jon it makes me sad.  And I don&apos;t know how to stop thinking about him.  And I broke up with him two months ago.  I should be over this at this point.  But hey, I&apos;m not.  It gets especially bad when I have nothing else to do and nothing else to think about I just miss him.  BLECH.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jun 2006 14:41:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Well, things have been going.  Ya know.  It doesn&apos;t feel like summer at all.  Me and Meg have been hanging out, but we always end up driving to no end with no destination.  There seems to be nothing to do lately.  Thanks Branford.  I&apos;ve been missing a certain someone a lot lately, but I think it&apos;s only because I have nothing else to think about, ya know?  But but buttttt.  I shouldn&apos;t complain- there have been good things too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A CAR- 2001 mitsubishi galant, silver- so pumpped&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m choir president 07.&lt;br /&gt;R gave me a red planner which i love&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s summer&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m getting some new bathing suits soon&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m also getting a new digital camera&lt;br /&gt;i really like the book i am reading for AP english (weird, i know)&lt;br /&gt;i am very excited for the new dashboard cd&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m cooking dinner tonight and some of my friends are coming over&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s summer.&lt;br /&gt;i love the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end, &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 Jun 2006 03:30:06 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>LISTEN PEOPLE.  I actually don&apos;t write in this journal very much, since I have TWO but here&apos;s like, my monthy update.  Uhh, pretty much school&apos;s over and I love summer.  Today the weather was like, eight hundred degrees on a black tramp, they should make white ones.  But I love summer, so that really wasn&apos;t a complaint.  It&apos;s just too bad I didn&apos;t get to go to 6 Flags today.  That was a complaint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not going to school tomorrow, and I didn&apos;t yesterday, so lets face it, I&apos;ve been doing nothing.  I read a lot; I&apos;m a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to do that now, in fact.  Then get some shut eye so I have enough energy to hit the pool tomorrow AM before work/singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 22 May 2006 01:51:37 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>LOOOOOOK PICTURES.  Prom was really fun, so like, look at the pictures or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b83/dreamingx3/prom1.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b83/dreamingx3/prom2.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robbbby and me and the boutinier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b83/dreamingx3/prom3.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b83/dreamingx3/prom4.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and MEGAN! &amp; Rob and me, Ev and Meg.  I guess our eyes were closed, but own dresses look really prettty I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b83/dreamingx3/prom6.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron that you can&apos;t see and Ash, me and Rob, Sam, Meg and Ev, Dawn and Bill with OUR LIMOOO sweet kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b83/dreamingx3/prom5.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b83/dreamingx3/prom7.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us girls at my house &amp; of course the classic Stace, me and Meg shot at the Omni. Lovvvvve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b83/dreamingx3/prom8.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b83/dreamingx3/prom9.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b83/dreamingx3/prom10.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINA! &amp; JULIE! &amp; REBECCA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few from after prom and today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b83/dreamingx3/weekend1.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b83/dreamingx3/weekend2.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b83/dreamingx3/weekend3.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b83/dreamingx3/weekend4.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b83/dreamingx3/weekend5.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b83/dreamingx3/weekend6.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b83/dreamingx3/weekend7.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b83/dreamingx3/weekend8.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b83/dreamingx3/weekend9.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b83/dreamingx3/weekend10.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 May 2006 01:11:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Oh wait- I forgot my funny story.  My mom found a bottle of vodka in her car yesterday, and she got mad at me but like, I didn&apos;t bring it in the car.  I don&apos;t know where it came from.  Or why it was there.  I didn&apos;t even drink on Friday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it appeared out of no where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, that&apos;s the only solution to this mystery as I see it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 May 2006 01:08:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>If I wasn&apos;t going to prom, I&apos;d eat some cheesecake right now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Apr 2006 01:42:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;M ON FIRE FOR YOU; CLEARLY.</title>
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  <description>I find it funny that I haven&apos;t been on this thing in like, years and all of a sudden I had the biggest urge to find it, which is what I just did.  I don&apos;t really have anything to say in it.  I mean, I guess I could talk about how much I miss the play or how much I love my boyfriend or how excited I am for COLDPLAY on Tuesday and that Eurpoe is only like, elevn days away, or how nervous I am to get my SAT scores back, but I don&apos;t really feel like it.  I think I am going to show some pics that I put on my GJ, but I want to put on here too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v300/ket109/photos/border6.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca and I went shopping for senior day to the max. We got the sweetest hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v300/ket109/photos/border7.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &amp;lt;3 Erika and the make-up crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v300/ket109/photos/border13.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Tristan&apos;s &quot;This is how I feel about getting my make-up done&quot; face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v300/ket109/photos/border12.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight napkins fo&apos; lyfeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v300/ket109/photos/border9.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwww.. Three Silly (Slutty?) Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v300/ket109/photos/border11.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christie, me and Becca GROPING Grady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v300/ket109/photos/border10.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle and Babette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v300/ket109/photos/border14.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaston + his three sluts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v300/ket109/photos/border8.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Scotty the Beast!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v300/ket109/photos/border15.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donnie dipping me during &apos;Human Again.&apos;  He&apos;s like, the best spoon eva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that&apos;s that.  Things seem to be going good right now, and I am very happy.  I mean, I just have fun, but still do work.  I&apos;ve been thinking a lot about college.  I know what I want to do with my life, and that&apos;s really good.  And it helps me narrow down the schools I want to go to, and I have a pretty good list at this point.  And I&apos;ve come to realize that my grades are good enough to get me into school and for me to major in what I want to do and still become successful.  From now on I&apos;m not going to worry about every single little grade I get because I know that I&apos;m going to be going to college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do need to go study for my AP US test.  Haha, wow, I am just, a nerd.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Dec 2005 22:45:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Wow when I logged in and saw the Christmas banner up there.. not gonna lie.. I got pretty excited.  Let&apos;s seet, Christmas is in 20 days and I am SO EXCITED.  I am decorating my basement this weekend with lights AND getting my tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to finish up my Christmas shopping, but I am SO CLOSE it&apos;s exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow day tomorrow, maybe?  That would be great for AP History studying since I bimbed today&apos;s portion, even though I studied for like twenty hours with Zan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyeballs hurt and it&apos;s giving me a headache.  I think it&apos;s becuase I tanned with no goggles on.  Poop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S, TOMORROW IS THE LAST REAL WORLD THINGY.. THE SHIT THEY DIDN&apos;T SHOW. and I am so excited for it.  I want the whole season on DVD but I really don&apos;t think it will be coming out any time soon.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Oct 2005 20:42:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Well I think if I don&apos;t do something really fun one of these weekends soon I am just going to go off the deep end.  Today is the first day ALL year I don&apos;t have at least 3 hours of homework or dance or anything else to do.  And I do all the shit every day and I get so stressed so I just look forward to the weekends all the time and then when they come.. they suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see James really bad :( He&apos;s my friend from Milford and I am like really scared to drive to his house.  I tried to this weekend but it was torrential raining and I got off the highway in the middle of New Haven becuase I couldn&apos;t see two feet in front of me and I was really scared.  Then I ended up in the middle of New Haven and i refused to get back on the highway to go home so I just went on the backroads.  I don&apos;t know how but I found Libby&apos;s.. thank God I work in New Haven.. and then I got home from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think I am going to visit James this weekend and I am v. excited.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 02 Oct 2005 19:53:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Oh my God I hate boys.  One of them is like the biggest asshole ever and I hateeeee it he&apos;s so mean to me and I didn&apos;t do anything bad to him ever but he actually does make me cry.  Like I was talking to him and he literally got up and walked away from me.  Of all the nerve, who the FUCK does that?  I&apos;ve hit like a new low with this one it&apos;s actually kind of sad for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I start talking to this other kid a lottt and right when we start talking like every night and I think I could possibly like him he just stops talking to me.  I really hope he starts again or I am going to be really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt; Katie</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 Aug 2005 13:41:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I got my license yesterday and Ally came over. But other than that it sucked.  Some people suck sometimes.  Boo.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Aug 2005 04:23:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So I met this girl tonight. The girl from my last entry. She&apos;s a bitch. Or at least to me she is. Sweet. It&apos;s funny though because she really can&apos;t know who I am.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 24 Aug 2005 04:44:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So I really like this boy. Who likes this girl. Who&apos;s really pretty and I want to be. But I also hate her becuase of this boy. But the twist is. The boy has never actually MET the girl. Becuase he&apos;s a fuckass. And I hate him. No just kidding. I wish I did. But I don&apos;t. I wish he would just talk to me the way he talks to her. But nope. He only settles for me becuase she&apos;s not here.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 05 Aug 2005 23:12:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>COLDPLAY CONCERT LAST NIGHT WAS FUCKING AMAZING. I had so much fun it was nuts. Saw some people there that I know. Well enough about that, just know that it was like, so good, and the show was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm I have a new boy-related love.  He&apos;s a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my vacation was totally jammin&apos; man. I met some kids. They were like, wow, hot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other than that I haven&apos;t been doing much of anything but work.  It seems like me and Meg have no friends in the summer, or at least they don&apos;t want to hang out with us, which is real cool.  I mean, I don&apos;t understand the problem, I think we are so chill to hang out with and so easy to get along with but other people are such assholes.  I mean of course a few stand out in my mind.  But hey, everyone has their days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am making plans tonight that are kind of making me very nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt; Katie</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 31 Jul 2005 05:36:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Wow guys I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was away for two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I&apos;m home now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jul 2005 05:56:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I think I have a problem because I can&apos;t fall asleep before like 2am anymore so I just sit on my ass listening to music and looking at journals, which is amusing I guess, but also not the best use of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also decided that I have a lot of random people spending evenings with me in my basement doing nothing, but I like it that way.  Because then I make like new friends and I&apos;m not bored always hanging out with the same people haha.  But I don&apos;t know tonight me and Sarah watched some more Dawson&apos;s Creek with Evan, John, and Tim and it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and PJ took us out for su shi and it was SO GOOD I FUCKING LOVE THAT STUFF YOU HAVE NO IDEA GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is July 2nd and I&apos;m getting paid thank God.  I refuse to go shopping this week!  It&apos;s terrible.  I think I am a shopaholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I&apos;m gonna go.. read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt; Katie</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Jun 2005 01:57:51 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Last night I got really drunk and went to the fireworks with Jamie Meg John and Tim.  We watched them but bascially I was just ten times louder than usual, which is like, real loud.  And I molested Kyle it was bad I feel really bad now BUT I GUESS I really like to kiss/hug people after I drink.  John made a bet with me and I kissed 10.  Which is cool, but I don&apos;t really know who they were.  He said he was going to give me a dollar for it too but he never did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I don&apos;t really have much else to say.  I thought more about my sex theory and I am begining to like it more and more becuase I&apos;m that cool.  And today I was talking to a boy about it and he said GOOD FOR YOU like he was real proud of me and I got really happy for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have to work so I can buy my iPod like, real soon.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 25 Jun 2005 05:05:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>It seems like everyone is having sex these days.  Sex isn&apos;t even about relationships anymore, nevermind love.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all.  Teenage girls use the term LOVE too lightly.  Not saying all of us becuase hey; you really could love him. You might know enough about him and about yourself to say, yes, I love you.  And if you do.  If you love him.  And he loves you back.  You don&apos;t have to have sex with him!  You can be in a totally wonderful relationship with a guy you are madly in love with and not have sex with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEX IS A BIG DEAL.  No matter how you look at it, getting that phyisical with a guy is a huge deal.  You have to be so compleatly and totally comfortable with a guy to even think about doing something like that, and it takes so much thought and consideration to decide if you are ready for that, you need to be in a relationship for a while before you are ready to take that step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what?  QUIT WHORING AROUND.  What ever happened to morals these days?  Don&apos;t girls have any?  Or any self dignity?  Some things just really.  Make me think.  I JUST DON&apos;T GET.  How you can go out and have sex with this guy who you think  because you had sex with him he&apos;ll love you.. or he&apos;ll want to be with you.. or he&apos;ll want to make you feel good.  NEW FLASH GIRLS.  Most guys don&apos;t give a shit about us.  They were just in it for the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, some guys do.  Care that is.  And if you are in a loving relationship with one of the guys who will love you for you, weather or not you want to have sex with him, ok then, maybe it IS the right choice for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know.  Sex is huge.  And these days, everyone is taking it so so lightly.  And it scares me.  Sex changes everything between two people.  EVERYTHING.  It can compleatly ruin relationships; tear them apart.  Kill either person, and make them regret giving up something so special to a guy who couldn&apos;t care less.  It can also take a relationship to a whole new level of love and caring for another person who you are with.  But it&apos;s not something that should be taken lightly in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don&apos;t feel like I should be in the minority being a virgin in high school.  The sad thing is, I am.  And I know that.  But I have beliefs.  And I care for myself.  And if I got into a relationship tomorrow with the man of my dreams and fell madly in love with him, I would hope he was that madly in love with me too.  Because if he wasn&apos;t, and he was pressuring me to have sex with him becuase that&apos;s what the realtionship meant to him, I wouldn&apos;t want to sell myself short.  But if he was that much in love with me too, he would want to have sex with me when I was ready.  And he wouldn&apos;t care if I never wanted to do it with him, because love is still love without the sex.  But sex without love is just fucking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt; Katie</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Jun 2005 19:10:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I have a new boy theory for the summer of 2005 and it goes a little something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget everything I have ever known about boys. And forget every boy I have &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt; been interested.. a few in particular.. and find a new one.  Then bascially just have FUN with him/them. (Becuase who said a girl can only have one guy, eh?) Instead of stressing about it all the time. I think it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s only one excpetion to my theory.. but he&apos;s remainins SILENT now.. until I get to like.  Meet him again after about 5 months haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt; Katie</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Jun 2005 02:29:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I want a boy to be interested in.  That&apos;s not interested in anyone else already.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2005 01:06:49 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>It&apos;s so wierd that school is over.  And we have finals.  It seems like no one is studying though.  But me and Suzanna did today with John and Tim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm it&apos;s summer and I really like things right now I don&apos;t want them to change and I don&apos;t want things to be different with any of my friends becuase they ALWYAS change over the summer, and I&apos;m really beginning to hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon and I haven&apos;t talked since he broke up with me. Ok it was yesterday but still it was weird and I want explinations.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 May 2005 11:44:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>It&apos;s 7:00 in the morning, and yes, I&apos;m journaling.  I&apos;m cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um last night I went out with Brandon and Brittany.. we drove around for a little while.  Oh and Jen Spigs we saw you walking into Ashely&apos;s and we screamed your name but you didn&apos;t hear us and we were too lazy to trun around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THEN I went back to their house and watched a movie.  Exciting I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt; Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh P.S.  Me and Brandon are going outttttt.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 May 2005 23:15:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>In seeing that I am trying as hard as possible to put off witing my history paper, I decided to update this baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s it been now, like 3 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I don&apos;t really have anything new that&apos;s going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I lied.  I met a boy.  AHHH I met a boy and he makes me smile.  He&apos;s a freshman, which kind of contains a problem but then I think about that problem and I&apos;m liek ehhh fuck it like who cares?!  He&apos;s so adorable.  We just met like 2 weeks ago but things are moving along and yeahh.  I&apos;m happy about him.  Very.  I just hope I don&apos;t mess things up like.. hmm.. always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually hung out with Rebecca this past weekend which was awesome since we have barely spoken since the play, but I think we are re-united now.. and we have a date to bake a birthday cake :) which is good becuase I love/miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I need to do my paper and GO TO DANCE since I have to go every day this week.. since I suck and the show is June 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it going to be a nice day tomorrow?  Becuase I really want to wear my new skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt; Katie</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 Apr 2005 01:30:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I ate a lot this weekened; and I liked it hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was a fun time.  Went to the dance on Friday night and had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v300/ket109/me16.png&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v300/ket109/me18.png&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday I went to Rach&apos;s for a little and FOUND MY CELL PHONE which my mom lost.. and it ended up being under the matt in her car haha.  Today I went to church, did a math project at Henry&apos;s, and went to Sarah&apos;s household.  It was a good weekend but I&apos;m really mad at Austin for totally ditching us + fill it up today for baseball practice.  Jeeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt; Katie</description>
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