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  <title>mary.</title>
  <subtitle>mary.</subtitle>
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    <name>mary.</name>
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  <updated>2006-08-02T05:24:20Z</updated>
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    <title>__poison__oak @ 2006-08-02T01:16:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-02T05:24:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-02T05:24:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i haven't updated in approximately 5768 years.&lt;br /&gt;SO lemme just tell you all,&lt;br /&gt;that i love my life. =)&lt;br /&gt;and alessandra.&lt;br /&gt;and dave &amp;lt;33.&lt;br /&gt;and N64.&lt;br /&gt;AND SUMMMMMER.&lt;br /&gt;AND ALCOHOLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;AND CIGARETTTTESSSS.&lt;br /&gt;and hanging out with amazing people.&lt;br /&gt;and waking up to alessandra's lovely face every morning. ;]&lt;br /&gt;AND WATERR.&lt;br /&gt;i pretty much love everything going on right nowwww.&lt;br /&gt;somebody get me some booze&amp;cigarettes, &lt;br /&gt;and you'd make me SO MUCH MORE HAPPIER, if even possible.&lt;br /&gt;summer; please stay.</content>
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    <title>__poison__oak @ 2006-04-03T17:10:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-03T21:12:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-03T21:12:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my mom and dad are on some cruise,&lt;br /&gt;and i miss them already.&lt;br /&gt;and i just talked to my mom on msn,&lt;br /&gt;and it made me happy.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mary;     i have been here many times before. says:&lt;br /&gt;peter is doing speeches tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mary;     i have been here many times before. says:&lt;br /&gt;wish him luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mary;     i have been here many times before. says:&lt;br /&gt;and i have an essay due tomorrow, that i havent started. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mary;     i have been here many times before. says:&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna Kaye says:&lt;br /&gt;love you again  do well at your speech petes and good luck and mary get started love you bye. MOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol@awkward conversation.</content>
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    <title>i love this song.</title>
    <published>2006-04-01T21:30:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-01T21:30:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"You could've been all I wanted&lt;br /&gt;But you weren't honest&lt;br /&gt;Now get in the ground&lt;br /&gt;You choked off the surest of favours&lt;br /&gt;But if you really loved me&lt;br /&gt;You would've endured my world."</content>
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    <title>niggah whut.</title>
    <published>2006-03-29T22:14:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-29T22:14:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i had a great day today. so relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;fucking literacy test today;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't hard, it was more-so just fucking annoying.&lt;br /&gt;filling in the fucking circles and writing pointless answers to retarded questions about canoes, and where would be our favourite place to visit. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the test, took to bus to the mall with alessandra, sandi, and jess.&lt;br /&gt;ate&amp;talked.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the park, and played on this huge...sex teeter totter...?&lt;br /&gt;quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;then we saw krystal and alanna, and talked and laughed a whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;"HEY GURRRLLLLZZZ"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS,&lt;br /&gt;i love sandi,&lt;br /&gt;and alessandra,&lt;br /&gt;and jess,&lt;br /&gt;and krystal,&lt;br /&gt;and alanna, &lt;br /&gt;a whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um yes,&lt;br /&gt;so, tomorrow, thursday, it is going to be 15 degrees, and just sun.&lt;br /&gt;like, just sun,&lt;br /&gt;just sun people, just sun.&lt;br /&gt;i love this weather.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wootwoot beepbeep i ain't playin' around,&lt;br /&gt;take one false move, i take ya down,&lt;br /&gt;get back, get back,&lt;br /&gt;you don't know me like that.&lt;br /&gt;...gosh, thanks a lot sandi.</content>
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    <title>hmmmm.</title>
    <published>2006-03-27T00:02:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-27T00:02:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">sometimes i wonder how things would have been if we never went through what we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm watching a friends marathon of the last season, &lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt; emotional. ha.</content>
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    <title>__poison__oak @ 2006-03-25T17:48:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-25T22:51:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-25T22:51:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i found this kinda cute;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;As we grow up, we learn that even the one&lt;br /&gt; person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down&lt;br /&gt; probably will. You will have your heart broken probably&lt;br /&gt; more than once and it's harder every time. You'll&lt;br /&gt; break hearts too, so remember how it felt when&lt;br /&gt;yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll&lt;br /&gt;blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry&lt;br /&gt;because time is passing too fast, and you'll&lt;br /&gt;eventually lose someone you love. &lt;b&gt;So take too many&lt;br /&gt;pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt&lt;br /&gt;because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a&lt;br /&gt;minute of happiness you'll never get back.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to pee so  bad.</content>
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    <title>__poison__oak @ 2006-03-24T17:47:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-24T23:20:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-24T23:20:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i hate how emotional i am.&lt;br /&gt;i hate how i have no confidence in myself or in life.&lt;br /&gt;i hate how i have no selfesteem, whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;i hate how whenever i think things are good, something always goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i hate how i'm always down.&lt;br /&gt;i hate how i'm always so bitchy to my family.&lt;br /&gt;i hate how i'm always pretending, and putting on a smile, just to please &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i hate how although everyone thinks i'm generally happy all the time, i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;i hate how i'm always caring about what people think of me.&lt;br /&gt;i hate how i'm the most jealous person.&lt;br /&gt;i hate how i'm so shy, and no one sees past that.&lt;br /&gt;i hate how little things bring me down SO much.&lt;br /&gt;i hate how i cry so much, and can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;i hate how i hate how having no selfesteem&amp;confidence is taking over me.&lt;br /&gt;i hate how i'm not comfortable in my own body, and wish i could change everything.&lt;br /&gt;...besides feeling all of the above, &lt;br /&gt;i love my friends.&lt;br /&gt;and how they make me feel better, &lt;br /&gt;and make me laugh, &lt;br /&gt;and make me smile, &lt;br /&gt;and make me forget about all of that for that time.&lt;br /&gt;and they love me for me. and who i am on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like such a tool, for making a stupid post like this.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i didn't bore you to death.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>boredededededed.</title>
    <published>2006-03-12T01:11:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-12T01:11:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">haven't updated since monday, so i will now.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, nothing exciting happened this week.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday, KRYSTAL&amp;ALEX&amp;tina&amp;sam were over, and we made a ton of food from scratch, for a project.&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty sweet.&lt;br /&gt;me and krystal ate a lot of chicken that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, thursday, went to 3rd. then was in munchies for a while with alessandra&amp;jess&amp;sandi.&lt;br /&gt;we talked alot, about...people and how things are changing.&lt;br /&gt;gah. but i love them.&lt;br /&gt;jess&amp;alessandra came over after, and we listened to music and talked.&lt;br /&gt;walked to tim hortons,&lt;br /&gt;almost got raped;&lt;br /&gt;called my mom to pick us up, thank god.&lt;br /&gt;watched tv, ate food, talked, and took pictures.&lt;br /&gt;yadda yadda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored&amp;tired.&lt;br /&gt;make me smile? &lt;br /&gt;=)</content>
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    <title>gahh.</title>
    <published>2006-03-07T04:17:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-07T04:17:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i miss sandi.&lt;br /&gt;so fucking much.</content>
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    <title>dallasgreen;havemybabies.</title>
    <published>2006-03-04T03:56:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-04T03:56:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i came here to update about something;&lt;br /&gt;but now that i'm here, i totally forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHH kay i remember.&lt;br /&gt;i asked my dad to get my lip pierced; and he yelled at me, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and lectured me for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;actually it is now, but during the time, i was crying.&lt;br /&gt;he said we have to meet in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;so for my birthday, i can get 2 new piercings in my earrrrr;&lt;br /&gt;pretty much anywhere i want.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to get my cartilage pierced, at the top, but i'm thinking of the other spot to put the second onee.&lt;br /&gt;possibly, 2 cartilage ones, YEAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;like, one at the top, like everyone has, haha, and one along the side, that's still on the cartilage part.&lt;br /&gt;get what i mean bitches?, cause i'm not sure i do.........=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't do anything tonight, cause i was WAY too lazy to leave the house, and alessandra was WAY to lazy to get her ass over here.&lt;br /&gt;so, uhm, i love dallas green.&lt;br /&gt;and i realllly miss sandi, so we're hanging out sooon.&lt;br /&gt;i love alessandra too, i can't remember things before we became friends, and that was only this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the most pointless post.&lt;br /&gt;later HOTTIEESSS&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>sleeeeep.</title>
    <published>2006-03-02T02:43:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-02T02:43:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my life is so dumb right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked my mom if i can stay home tomorrow cause i'm exhaustedddd.&lt;br /&gt;so she let me.&lt;br /&gt;but she's also making me sleep and eat.&lt;br /&gt;cause apparently, i do very little of both?&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to go shower.&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yay.&lt;br /&gt;i get to sleep in till like, 1 tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i'm exciteddddddd.</content>
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    <title>uhmmm.</title>
    <published>2006-02-26T23:26:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-26T23:26:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so, i'm sitting here, listening to Dallas Green, and balling my eyes out;&lt;br /&gt;the reason?&lt;br /&gt;i love him so fucking much.&lt;br /&gt;i love him more than my life, no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something that i want more in this entire world is to see him play,&lt;br /&gt;and possibly even meet him; which isn't hard to do, because he is so down to earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my wish is to one day meet Dallas Green, that would make my ENTIRE life.&lt;br /&gt;i will be able to die happy.&lt;br /&gt;fuck man, i love him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;mmm'kay, so there was a spider on my wall,&lt;br /&gt;so i took a big box and killed it with it, and i held the box to the spider on the wall for a few minutes, and cried and screamed for my dad to come hold the box and get rid of it.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the plus side;&lt;br /&gt;i killed my first spider today, :).&lt;br /&gt;............=/</content>
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    <title>yesterday;</title>
    <published>2006-02-26T00:15:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-26T00:15:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">SO, yesterday was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;i skipped school with alessandra and jess.&lt;br /&gt;we went to the mall in the morning, and went shopping for a bit, and bought hairdye for jess, cause we were gonna dye her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after we got everything, we took the buss to markham mainstreet, and bought hair extensions,&lt;br /&gt;then bussed to jess'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we measured the pieces, and i sewed the clips to the extensions and whatnot, and it was cool.&lt;br /&gt;so jess and her mom go to dye her hair in the bathroom, whilst me and alessandra talked, and tried to figure out a bunch of shit, and played with jess' little brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a bunch of conflict, we then are on our way to raymerville park to meet up with dan, anthony, and jordan.&lt;br /&gt;took pictures, and laughed, and froze our asses off.&lt;br /&gt;then we walk back to anthony's and eat lots of food, and take pictures, and record stuff.&lt;br /&gt;overall, it was a really fun day&amp;night, and i wouldn't have changed anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pretty much LOVE jess&amp;alessandra.</content>
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    <title>omggggg.</title>
    <published>2006-02-25T07:51:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-25T07:51:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">all i can say;&lt;br /&gt;fucking amazing day&amp;night yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;it was definately better than going to semi.&lt;br /&gt;i love jess&amp;alessandra.&lt;br /&gt;soso much.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll explain my day tomorrow;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;:)</content>
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    <title>__poison__oak @ 2006-02-22T18:33:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-22T23:38:44Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i have gross flem in my throat.&lt;br /&gt;i have the grossest cough.&lt;br /&gt;i have a stuffy nose.&lt;br /&gt;my voice is going away.&lt;br /&gt;and i sound retarded.&lt;br /&gt;i have tons of homework; that i should be doing.&lt;br /&gt;and i hate people right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonderfullllll liffffe.&lt;br /&gt;BUT,&lt;br /&gt;i love jess,alessandra,vikki,and krystal a WHOLE LOT right now.&lt;br /&gt;=)&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>__poison__oak @ 2006-02-18T00:43:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-18T05:50:44Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i really missed hanging out with vikki.&lt;br /&gt;just me and her.&lt;br /&gt;tonight was amazing,&lt;br /&gt;and it kindof made my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i absolutly HATED today.&lt;br /&gt;and i absolutly HATE you.&lt;br /&gt;so much.&lt;br /&gt;but being with vikki, made me forget about that, and you, and it made me happy again.&lt;br /&gt;goes to show what friends can do for you.&lt;br /&gt;:)&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed so much tonight,&lt;br /&gt;just what i needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;download:&lt;br /&gt;moments- westlife.&lt;br /&gt;it'll make your life.&lt;br /&gt;i swear.&lt;br /&gt;"every moment we share together is even better than the moments BEFORE."&lt;br /&gt;LOL awww.</content>
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    <title>so uhm;</title>
    <published>2006-02-17T04:22:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-17T04:22:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i pretty much love krystal.&lt;br /&gt;more than words can describe.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know where i'd be without her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; though; just so you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, yeah, krystal is my life.</content>
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    <title>hi.</title>
    <published>2006-02-11T05:45:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-11T05:45:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it's 12:36 am.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't wrote here in a while.&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored&amp;tired.&lt;br /&gt;alessandra came over today,&lt;br /&gt;and we went to rogers, wanting to rent A Walk To Remember, but it was sold out, SO we rented The Sisterhood Of The Travelling Pants.&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to Pizzapizza, and ordered a ton of food, that could probably feed 4 people.&lt;br /&gt;we ate most of it. and i'm full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie was good, bitches.&lt;br /&gt;i cried.&lt;br /&gt;a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked about our retarded dreams, and a bunch of old memories we have of friends and such, it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;i ended up crying later on thinking about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to go to the dentist tomorrow. technically today.&lt;br /&gt;ugh. wtf.</content>
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    <title>fnidsfiodjfoids.</title>
    <published>2006-02-05T06:24:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-05T06:24:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"there's something wrong with you, and you need help"&lt;br /&gt;what wonderful words to hear from someone you love.</content>
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    <title>wow.</title>
    <published>2006-02-04T23:17:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-04T23:24:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so, uhm, today, i decided to watch March of The Penguins.&lt;br /&gt;why? i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;but it was kindof like watching penguin porn;&lt;br /&gt;i had to watch them get intimate and such....=/&lt;br /&gt;so it wasn't that exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and marcus are going to get a penguin together, though.&lt;br /&gt;so that's a plus.&lt;br /&gt;and give him a really cool name. he came up with naming it "penguin".&lt;br /&gt;so, hmmm, we'll think about it.&lt;br /&gt;when we get him/her,&lt;br /&gt;it'll look like this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://penguins.servehttp.com/img/pics/baby_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>i love sandi.</title>
    <published>2006-02-03T22:46:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-03T22:46:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">“i was listening to dallas green today and i thought of how you cried at the video...then I realized how much i actually love you LOL” -Sandi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sandi sent me a comment on myspace today, saying that; and it made me so happy.&lt;br /&gt;it deserved it's own...post thing?&lt;br /&gt;lmao, i love her.&lt;br /&gt;so much.&lt;br /&gt;her&amp;dallas make my life.&lt;br /&gt;same with every single one of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today has been an exciting day!</content>
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    <title>FUCKmeSIDEways.</title>
    <published>2006-02-03T20:00:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-03T20:00:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hmmm, last night was fun.&lt;br /&gt;alessandra was over for a while.&lt;br /&gt;and we ate food,&lt;br /&gt;and we watched the OC,&lt;br /&gt;and we made her a myspace,&lt;br /&gt;and we talked and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;sweet deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but vikki is at her grandparents/dad's until sunday;&lt;br /&gt;she left on thursday, yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;and i already miss her.&lt;br /&gt;normally, we're together, or on the phone, or on msn talking for hours.&lt;br /&gt;i sound so pathetic, but yo, vikki, come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS,&lt;br /&gt;i'm in not such a good mood today, so i'm staying in.&lt;br /&gt;i'll talk to you later, lovers.</content>
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    <title>so...</title>
    <published>2006-02-02T07:19:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-02T07:19:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">those plans below definately didn't work out; haha.&lt;br /&gt;but i spent the day with vikki, so whatever. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what i love more than anything;&lt;br /&gt;LIES.&lt;br /&gt;oh, what fun.&lt;br /&gt;whatever, i wanna forget about all this shit.&lt;br /&gt;it's bringing me to a point where i DONT want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like, 2:17 am right now, and i have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;...but sleep?&lt;br /&gt;fuckshit.</content>
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    <title>fnkogsdjigosdfsd.</title>
    <published>2006-02-01T23:49:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-01T23:49:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it's funny how i'm just realizing now what you fucking did to me.&lt;br /&gt;and how much it hurt.&lt;br /&gt;oh, great life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, that's besides the point.&lt;br /&gt;vikki&amp;alessandra are coming over reallllllllly soon;&lt;br /&gt;and we're gonna watch A Walk To Remember,&lt;br /&gt;and cry.&lt;br /&gt;especially me, cause i've never seen it, and i cry a lot.&lt;br /&gt;and we're gonna eat food.&lt;br /&gt;and make alessandra a myspace, and scene her up...=/&lt;br /&gt;and take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;and make fun of people;&lt;br /&gt;cause that's what we seem to do best.&lt;br /&gt;fuck, i'm so bitter right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dyed&amp;cut my hair, bitches.&lt;br /&gt;and i just ate a really good sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;come over, and i'll make you one too.&lt;br /&gt;my sandwiches &amp;gt; your life.&lt;br /&gt;they'll make you really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...kay, i'm gonna go.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going on about absolutly nothing.</content>
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    <title>hi lovers.</title>
    <published>2006-01-30T20:12:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-30T20:12:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so, uhm; i'm really happy right now.&lt;br /&gt;kay, so my day? i'm sure you all want to hear about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my math exam today, and it was alright, but i'm pretty sure i didn't do so good.&lt;br /&gt;so me and alessandra went to Lombardo, and told her lies about how she was a good teacher, and such, so she'll hopefully pass us; haha, oh man.&lt;br /&gt;...that's pretty much it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i've been saving my money for quite some time now, seen as though, all i do is babysit, so i'm happy with what i have.&lt;br /&gt;i've been saving up for my digital camera, that i will be getting within the next 2 weeks hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;so, my plan is to take 38478374834 pictures with all of you lovely hotasses, and all my amazing friends.:)&lt;br /&gt;so that will be exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm getting a new cell phone soon, finally.&lt;br /&gt;probably for my birthday or something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i update this too much,&lt;br /&gt;i love you if you took the time to read this, aha.&lt;br /&gt;:)&amp;lt;3.</content>
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