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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-07-01T19:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-01T23:03:26Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Man, summer bums me out, yet gets me stoked.&lt;br /&gt;I've been really busy lately.</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-06-15T18:51:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-15T22:56:38Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I don't remember much that has been happening, everything's always changing. I like died though for a month. I don't like computers. Uhh..everything's stressful now because of dance shit and job. I passed tenth grade though? This summer should be nice. I'm going to California again. I hope to paint more and go to the beach more too. Yeah.</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-05-23T20:03:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-24T00:09:58Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I like when you listen to a like old 80's/90's song, and it's just as good as it used to be.&lt;br /&gt;Kaite and I walked and talked for like two hours today. I seriously love her, and this weekend wow. I have a feeling it's gunna be really emotional as well as creepy/weird/gross.&lt;br /&gt;I still have two like teeth in my arm from something that bit me.&lt;br /&gt;School's almost done with, and I am way stoked. &lt;br /&gt;But, more stoked for this weekend.</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-05-20T08:08:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-20T12:11:28Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I need to learn how to sleep in. This is not cute waking up at 7 on weekends, and waking up at 6 for the actual days we can sleep in during school.</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-05-17T20:49:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-18T00:49:58Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I hope next weekend turns out more amazing than it should be.</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-05-14T20:32:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-15T00:33:53Z</published>
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    <content type="html">The eastern shore is really pretty, when it's really cold and rainy.&lt;br /&gt;I also need a job, really, really bad.</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-05-11T19:44:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-11T23:50:40Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I am really glad that I have three really, really amazing best friends-Katie Franczek, Jessica Werth, and Daniel Hart. I am also glad that I have a cute bffff, Chris. I am really glad that I have my license now. I am really glad, that the most amazing weekend ever is coming up in 15 days. I love Blink 182 concerts in my car, and numerous trips to H&amp;M. Summer is almost here, and I look back on this year, and I laugh at all the stupid shit I went through, and all the shit I worried about, and all the people I lost, the people that hurt me, and the people I hurt, and I'm just really glad I have those four people. Yeah, it's nice.</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-04-29T14:41:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-29T18:47:41Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I just read all this stupid stuff I used to type about.&lt;br /&gt;And a lot has happened since March 9th. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird, I'm starting to tie ends, with a lot of the people I lost touch with, recently.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's kinda nice, and I got my license too :]&lt;br /&gt;So, as soon as summer comes, I think things will be alright.&lt;br /&gt;Just two more months, and a research paper, and yeahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then two more years!&lt;br /&gt;But, I need to get a job and grow my hair out.</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-03-09T18:30:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-09T23:39:39Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Today I listened to same song over and over again, and didn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;Today I didn't do anything productive, just like every other day.&lt;br /&gt;Today I counted all the different types of plants in this one garden, and they were all even.&lt;br /&gt;Today I thought about the same thing over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Today I guessed on  my whole Chemistry test because I didn't feel like doing it.&lt;br /&gt;Today I came home to my mom talking about college.&lt;br /&gt;Today I realized that's the only thing she talks to me about.&lt;br /&gt;Today I realized I wished I had a better relationship with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;Today I realized that I need better friends, ones that actually care.&lt;br /&gt;Today I realized that I distance myself away from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Today I concluded that I hate small talk.&lt;br /&gt;Today I had small talk with Colin, actually it was like one sentence.&lt;br /&gt;Today I wished we talked more.&lt;br /&gt;Today I made plans with John, we hadn't talked for like a week.&lt;br /&gt;Today I almost cried.&lt;br /&gt;Today I missed a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;Today I raised my english grade to a C.&lt;br /&gt;Today I thought a lot about life.&lt;br /&gt;Today I wished I had a really intellectual close friend that would help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was today.</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-03-05T15:52:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-05T20:58:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-09T23:29:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I guess an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I was driving down VB BLVD and I got really out of it and ran the car into the curb, and got a flat tire and messed up the rim. It's gunna cost like 300$. It sucks. I got 4 a's, 2 b's, and a d on my progress report. I talked to him, figures I had to go to him with the problem he caused. I mean, what do you expect when you treat your friends or whatever the fuck it is, like that? Yeah, your fault. So, whatever with that. I saw Alex twice this weekend! We all stayed up until four in the morning yesterday, it was fun. I played World of Warcraft and they called me an obnoxious 13 year old girl, but Alex pwned those noobs in defense of his gf with bloodlust, and then asked me if my little sister was tight. I guess things are good, I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v338/sarah1790/twisttah.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-02-28T16:57:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-28T21:58:33Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I don't need people in my life that lie.&lt;br /&gt;That's not a friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Hurt me, but don't lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, peace.</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-02-27T16:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-27T21:14:06Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I should change my last name it irritable, Sarah Irritable.&lt;br /&gt;Content is a good feeling, as is not being commited.&lt;br /&gt;And it's weird because I dislike alot of people at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, I think I'm getting sick. &lt;br /&gt;I wish I was taller.</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-02-24T21:44:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-25T02:46:19Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I need to keep my anger inside,&lt;br /&gt;so I don't get grounded, you know?&lt;br /&gt;Today was unproductive.&lt;br /&gt;Someone made me feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rave next weekend!</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-02-21T20:49:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-22T01:51:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-22T21:53:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm starting a list of things to do before I die,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm gunna do them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of want a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Actually, I don't know what I want.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a good one will come, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I doubt that, they all seem to suck.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can just wait, but I need to stop waiting around, ehh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just kind of over the use me when you need help, hold my hand when you want to hold someone's hand, but forget about me when I need those things, you know?&lt;br /&gt;Or, maybe I don't want a serious relationship, I'm not good with commitment.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too indecisive. I hate it. I hate it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I hate how I go through things where I ignore people.&lt;br /&gt;Like now, I only talk to like one or two people, and just get school over with.&lt;br /&gt;I'm disliking school more and more and more.&lt;br /&gt;It's just another one of those weeks.&lt;br /&gt;It'll pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll put pictures up later.</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-02-20T17:15:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-20T22:21:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-20T22:21:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have yet 300 or so pictures to upload, wow.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just write and post pictures maybe later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this weekend was really, really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-&lt;br /&gt;+finger painted with Bowher's&lt;br /&gt;+got pushed around in a shopping cart at petsmart&lt;br /&gt;+got burned by a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;+had a huge dance party on jame's bed to the beatles and techno&lt;br /&gt;+made strobe lights out of a car and danced to tatu&lt;br /&gt;+hung out with my lovely husband, flowers, a lot&lt;br /&gt;+met alex irl&lt;br /&gt;+lost my voice&lt;br /&gt;+fought boys, ending up really bruised&lt;br /&gt;+talked endlessly about submarines&lt;br /&gt;+made more good times with my bff&lt;br /&gt;+acted like a submarine&lt;br /&gt;+went to richmond, saw mad amounts of cute boys&lt;br /&gt;+visited vcu, i think i might want to go there&lt;br /&gt;+marleigh's party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that made me mad was the fact that a few kids have to be d-bagz, and say I act like a fourth grader and am immature, esp. around Katie. Well, you know what, screw you, your opinion does not affect me. I have fun, so let it be. Loosen up, and worry about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, life is good.</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-02-17T17:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-17T23:08:24Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Today was a turning point in my life.&lt;br /&gt;The park, a kid, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, I wish I could put everything in words.&lt;br /&gt;But, it's so hard, when your thoughts are all different, and they all collide, and it doesn't make sense and you don't even know anda uisfyishfsdf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy but yet at the same time so mad at myself.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to know what life is, like why me?&lt;br /&gt;What's the point? And it sucks when you have no one to reassure you anything, guaruntee you anything. So you go on trying to figure things out and it's just like wiegiodfhghdgh. I feel like I don't live each day as I should. I'm always down, always negative. But then there's moments that are pretty sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how many people you meet,&lt;br /&gt;and how you meet them, and what you get from them, even if you don't even talk to them anymore. It's just all so weird. Everything's like a cycle, and I want to think everything happens for a reason, but I don't know. Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if I would have stayed in Kentucky? Who I'd be friends with? Or anywhere at all, besides here. Like why here? What if I had never become close to the people I am now, and met other ones..or I don't know. I'm thinking about moving in two years but, that's a whole other life, with completely different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like was it a couple of weeks ago, that we hated each other?&lt;br /&gt;And then today we're talking about shit like this.&lt;br /&gt;Like what is it?&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm doing everything, I told you not to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gunna change.&lt;br /&gt;And it's going to be good.&lt;br /&gt;I think, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't really make that much sense.&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe for me and someone else.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask about this, just read it.</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-02-16T18:32:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-16T23:35:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-16T23:35:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Rumours are cute, you know!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend should be good,I hope.&lt;br /&gt;But everything for me changes.&lt;br /&gt;Good, bad, good, bad sfjisfsdsfds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what I want anymore, ehh.&lt;br /&gt;And that goes for a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of doing everything for everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Stupiddd, stupid, stupid.</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-02-11T18:15:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-11T23:20:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-11T23:20:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">When people say I do cocaine, it makes me lol,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; when people that don't know me say I do cocaine, it makes me lmao.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom says I'm ruthless because I swear to much.&lt;br /&gt;It's becoming a bad habit, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind is the best movie ever.&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch it over, and over, and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day makes me cynical.&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm going to go see my brother play at Volume,&lt;br /&gt;it's cute when people try to screw up our relationship,&lt;br /&gt;with stuff that they make up.</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-02-07T16:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-07T21:33:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-07T21:33:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;I suppose things are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Gradez:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Algebra2-B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;HonorsEng.-B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;WorldHistory2-A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Chem-B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Painting/Drawing-A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Spanish3-B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;PE-A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Yeah, so today this kid told me that he had the right to joke gay guys because it was unbiblical to be gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;It made me really mad, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I spent too much money at H&amp;M last weekend and had too much fun in VBBLVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v338/sarah1790/VBBLVD-LUKESDAD002.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-02-04T16:34:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-04T21:40:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-04T21:45:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;I thought last night was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;But, it took me until this afternoon to realize a bunch of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;And now I'm upset and feel sick, physically and mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I appreciate the two people that actually took heart to the whole situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I don't like how I beat myself up over things that aren't my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;But, I always blame myself and that's how it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;And now I'm spending my Saturday, isolated, because of all of your bullshit and the way I deal with things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I don't like myself sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v338/sarah1790/Jess-Caleb-Mitch-Show110.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v338/sarah1790/Jess-Caleb-Mitch-Show107.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v338/sarah1790/Jess-Caleb-Mitch-Show061.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;"And she's my friend of all friends, &lt;br /&gt;She's still here when everyone's gone, &lt;br /&gt;She doesn't have to say a thing, &lt;br /&gt;We'll just keep laughing all night long."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v338/sarah1790/Jess-Caleb-Mitch-Show124.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v338/sarah1790/Jess-Caleb-Mitch-Show100.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v338/sarah1790/Jess-Caleb-Mitch-Show074.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v338/sarah1790/Jess-Caleb-Mitch-Show073.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v338/sarah1790/Jess-Caleb-Mitch-Show101.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v338/sarah1790/Jess-Caleb-Mitch-Show117.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v338/sarah1790/Jess-Caleb-Mitch-Show087.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v338/sarah1790/Jess-Caleb-Mitch-Show069.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v338/sarah1790/Jess-Caleb-Mitch-Show104.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-02-02T19:18:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-03T00:27:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-03T00:27:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Is it just me or is it weird that a girl IMs your friend saying that she is going to become like you, dress like you, act like you, and that there is no point in living if she can't be you? While also copying your AIM profile and icon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me that's weird.&lt;br /&gt;Does it really hurt to be yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Lame, lame, lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my WestVA boy last night and it made me feel good.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I hadn't disappointed someone for once,&lt;br /&gt;even though he had to listen to my 5 year old voice complain.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know if all else fails, I have a home there. Haaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorta confused about things.&lt;br /&gt;At least I get over things easily.&lt;br /&gt;Well, figures this would happen.&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh, yeahhh, that's sorta vague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like how my math teacher explains division of exponents by relating it to buying drugs,&lt;br /&gt;and my english teacher tries to set me up with this kid to go on a date to a night club because I'm bitter, while calling out Katie for her sexual dancing being a distraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about this weekend being a by-myself-weekend, but then I changed my mind and now I'm thinking that I want to be by myself. What's new though? I always break plans and make up excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try to get an A in Chemistry this quarter. &lt;br /&gt;I hope I can do my English paper on John Lennon.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to California too. Pretty stoked.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm also stoked for my license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's a good update?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-01-31T19:22:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-01T00:25:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-01T00:25:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I want to go somewhere for a little while and clear my head, and maybe just not come back.</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-01-28T19:44:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-29T00:43:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-29T00:46:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The part of this weekend when I'm in town was pretty sweet and random.&lt;br /&gt;I needed Friday, I hadn't really laughed that much in a long, long time.&lt;br /&gt;I spent it with IllEEID, Jess, and John.&lt;br /&gt;It first started with all of us fighting and getting mad at Jess,&lt;br /&gt;then it got chill.&lt;br /&gt;We ran around the dollar store, and aimlessly drove around, until we got really deep and lost into this really ghetto neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;And that's where it began. We played ding dong ditch, and ding dong Billy. &lt;br /&gt;Ding dong Billy is when you go up to houses and ask if Billy can play.&lt;br /&gt;We got a lot of weak replies.&lt;br /&gt;It got really dark, so we parked on the corner of this street, and turned up rap really loud and had this dance party in front of the headlights of the car. And then did it again on another street.&lt;br /&gt;Then Jess and I got in trouble, because we came home really late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It pretty much made all the stress I was going through,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm really stoked on that. And all of this made up for&lt;br /&gt;all of the bad stuff later that I got really upset over,&lt;br /&gt;so I won't mention it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had a reunitation hang out with Caleb.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was pretty sweet too, I hadn't talked to him in like two months.&lt;br /&gt;We did this really sketchy beer deal.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I got water at Starbucks,&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to Mt. Trashmore.&lt;br /&gt;I touched little boys &amp; videotaped these two guys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v338/sarah1790/CIMG2765.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to the strip,&lt;br /&gt;and I came home to celebrate my sister's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got these cool glitter markers.&lt;br /&gt;I'm jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to make things better,&lt;br /&gt;It'll be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right now I really need to get a haircut and get these pants hemmed.</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-01-26T13:59:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-26T19:04:01Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I got in a lot of little fights this week.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bitch, accept it.&lt;br /&gt;I also have the tendency to shut a lot of people out of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, in two years I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I straight pwned my history exam...&lt;br /&gt;with 27 points extra credit, and a 7 point curve,&lt;br /&gt;I got a 95.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half days are sweet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm organizing my whole room and putting off Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't got a lot of sleep this week either.&lt;br /&gt;I think I pwned Chemistry and Art too,&lt;br /&gt;and maybe Algebra 2, but not English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out of town Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird when girls have creepy obsessions with you.</content>
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    <title>__littlesur @ 2006-01-22T20:49:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-23T01:49:37Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I'm going to fail mid terms, sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Today I peed in my pants with Katie,&lt;br /&gt;when an old man commented on my skirt and tights with holes,&lt;br /&gt;in a perverted manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to marry Paul Mccartney.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that'd be pretty sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrogancy and selfishness bug me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lunnnnnner!&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v338/sarah1790/jillandsam.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v338/sarah1790/kelsandbridge.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e129/sarah1790100/3.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e129/sarah1790100/4.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e129/sarah1790100/2.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e129/sarah1790100/1.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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