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  <title>Zaubermause.</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Sep 2007 04:20:34 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I never really anticipated life after high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s completely different than what I expected.&lt;br /&gt;Its been 2 years, and I get the shit shocked out of me all the time when I run across my old friends, and even just acquaintances. There are people who I cant even remember their names but still have faces that I remember. But I guess the ones who are most important will always stay within my heart, and my memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s kind of sad to think about really. But then again, it&apos;s just the change that I have a hard time coming to realization with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people you thought you&apos;d never lose are gone, or almost gone. And people you never thought would be there, are still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss everyone I used to love and call friends, but I also realize that it&apos;s nothing personal. It&apos;s just the way of life. The way things pan out never end up what you expect, and I guess I&apos;m still accepting this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But none the less, I couldn&apos;t ask for anything more than what I have. God bless everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo- LadyBird.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2007 02:27:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>SOooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m pregnant probably. Like 99.999999% sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;big&gt;FUCKKKKKKKKKKkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Aug 2007 01:08:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>If you miss me and you know it make a comment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA yeah right. FUck you GUys never leaving comments and shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I haven&apos;t logged in for 61 weeks according to LJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been extreemly busy....</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jun 2006 00:54:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>19 days until alabama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh fuck yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to bone the fuck out of Rhonny. literally.&lt;br /&gt; I am excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m going to be high for two weeks straight probably. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking awsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got a second job, and now, all I am ever going to do again is just work my ass off because I am a poor bastard with the need for money. And lots of it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheezus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3kelsey</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jun 2006 00:35:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Foxtrot Uniform Charli Kilo</title>
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  <description>Vulcanize the whoopee stick &lt;br /&gt;In the ham wallet &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cattle prod the oyster ditch &lt;br /&gt;With the lap rocket &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Batter-dip the cranny axe &lt;br /&gt;In the gut locker &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Retro-fit the pudding hatch, ooh la la &lt;br /&gt;With the boink swatter &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If I get you in the loop &lt;br /&gt;When I make a point to be straight with you then &lt;br /&gt;In lieu of the innuendo, in the end, know my intent though &lt;br /&gt;I Brazilian wax poetic, so pathetically &lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t wanna beat around the bush &lt;br /&gt;Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo &lt;br /&gt;Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Marinate the nether rod &lt;br /&gt;In the squish mitten &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Power drill the yippee bog &lt;br /&gt;With the dude piston &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Pressure wash the quiver bone &lt;br /&gt;In the bitch wrinkle &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cannonball the fiddle cove, ooh la la &lt;br /&gt;With the pork steeple, &lt;br /&gt; If I get you in the loop &lt;br /&gt;When I make a point to be straight with you then &lt;br /&gt;In lieu of the innuendo, in the end, know my intent though &lt;br /&gt;I Brazilian wax poetic, so pathetically &lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t wanna beat around the bush &lt;br /&gt;Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo &lt;br /&gt;Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Put the you-know-what in the you-know-where &lt;br /&gt;Put the you-know-what in the you-know-where &lt;br /&gt;Put the you-know-what in the you-know-where &lt;br /&gt;Put the you-know-what in the you-know-where pronto</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Jun 2006 02:45:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>fucking... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to smoke some WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Jun 2006 01:35:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>FATHERS DAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY. fuck.</title>
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  <description>Today is a fucking shitty ass day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FATHERS DAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY just had to come around at the exact same time that I happen to be not really talkng to my father... Just Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning, and I just had this low feeling. The first thought that came to my head today was, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot; Oh great.. It&apos;s Father&apos;s Day.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been debating all day with myself about whether or not I should call my dad because in all honesty, I don&apos;t have many nice things to say to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But I called him anyways. And It was okay. I only talked to him for about a minute and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why now do I feel so bad? I feel very angry towards.... almost everybody in my family. Mostly my parents.&lt;br /&gt;Does everyone get so mad at their rents or is it just me? I have my reasons, I&apos;m sure they have theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I didn&apos;t do &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt; to my dad. If anything,&lt;b&gt; He&lt;/b&gt; fucked me over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I just forget about everything and go foreward with my own life? And forgive him like nothing happened?&lt;br /&gt;Or do I just keep being mad about all the shit that has happened in a year?&lt;br /&gt;I think I&apos;ve got a dilema. But the fact remains that doing anything about this shit is going to be a lot easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-fin.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Jun 2006 01:28:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>im at work.&lt;br /&gt;And im fucking eating cereal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my job rocks. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daaaaaaaaaays innnnn mothaafuckaaas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s about ahundredandfifty degrees outside. Holy fucking shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alabama is still pretty much a month away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss RhonnyPants a lot lot llllot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 kelsey</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Jun 2006 02:43:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I just read all of my journal entries from 2004-2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy shit some of them are from a long ass time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had totally forgotten about tons of shit that has happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the time that one of my ex&apos;s threatened to kill me because I broke up with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the entries I wrote about ditching school and how much I hated it. I never thought I would be regretting that shit so much today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, I have realised how I always fret about stupid ass shit that doesn&apos;t matter, and that I&apos;ve been doing it for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still livejournal... I love you.&amp;lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Jun 2006 02:33:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don&apos;t feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhonny is going to call soon. I hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to smoke. yeeeeeeah. more like toke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m fucking bored.&lt;br /&gt;yeaaah.&lt;br /&gt;the end.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 04 Jun 2006 23:57:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>epitamy is really epitome.</title>
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  <description>I left salt lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for good this time I think.&lt;br /&gt;I hope, anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living with your mother agian after living everywhere else available is the epitamy of shitness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did I say that right? epitamy? Anyways, I guess its alright for the time being, free rent is never a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K so, I made a couple goals one being to find a totally new field of fine young gentlemen to fish through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a new boy, hes fucking hot. Name: Jeremiah. oooooOOOooh so sexy. he can skate well among lots of other things he does well too.&lt;br /&gt;hahaaaaahaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. ANDANDAndddd..&lt;br /&gt;I met this guy Rhonny. Oh sexy. very sexy. and hes strong as hell which is always a bonus. He&apos;s sweet, i like that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far it seems I&apos;m doing well in the whole dating scenario bullshit, SO WHY WHY WHY do I have this constant feeling of anxiety/sickness in my stomach? I just don&apos;t fucking get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, My new job at Days Inn rocks. I sit on my ass and check people into rooms all day. Sometimes I even fold laundry or do whatever I want pretty much because my bosses leave me alone in the hotel half the time. Badass job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats all for now. I miss all you fucks out in LJ land. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comment me bitches, say waaatsss uuup!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Apr 2006 23:47:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im back at my dads house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;living here for a while, which sucks. COMPLETELY sucks. &lt;br /&gt; But oh well, I should have known better than to move into my &lt;br /&gt;friends psychotic mother&apos;s basement. Fuck I rule at life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the good side, ..... after continuous amounts of bullshit for the past year or so, &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m still alive. Which is more surprising than you would think. AND!!! on top of that, as soon&lt;br /&gt;as I can get the money together I&apos;ve got a Europe trip (round 2) awaiting my adventurous ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok I really cant think of anything else to write.&lt;br /&gt;but I&apos;ll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ive been trying to do a lot of rethinking these days.&lt;br /&gt;About everything. &lt;br /&gt;jobs, money, friends, relationships, living situations, all that jazz etcetcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know, the only thing I can conclude from all of this is that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;: .None of that shit will ever work for me unless I quit relying on things/people other &lt;br /&gt;than myself. : &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i am, 18 years old, and because now that I can make every decision for my own self &lt;br /&gt;without others trying to do that for me, I find myself trying to start my life&lt;br /&gt; completely over with a new frame of mind, and a new outlook towards&lt;br /&gt; every single thing that could possibly go shitty, &lt;br /&gt;and possibly not. The hardest thing in the world for me is to eliminate past experiences and situations &lt;br /&gt;from my mind that have been keeping me from doing the things I really want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I just have this permanent weird and anxiety like feeling thats sitting &lt;br /&gt;in my chest. Maybe this whole &quot;adult life&quot; bullshit just takes some getting used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck, folks.&lt;br /&gt;good bye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Kelsey-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 09 Mar 2006 01:29:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>It&apos;s my birthday today. And two of my ex&apos;s want to hang out. And this hot new boy wants to hang out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh the fucking dilema. not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am offically 18 yearszz old now, fuckers. So you know what that means....!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....can vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HA! you thought I was going to say I was &quot;legal&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. I am that too. woOp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 Kelsey</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 02 Mar 2006 05:51:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Fuck every living thing with a penis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. Let me rephrase that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;do not&lt;/big&gt; fuck ANY living thing with a penis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hate this.&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 02 Feb 2006 07:20:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I killed a fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, I felt awful.&lt;br /&gt;At work, we have this giant fish tank in the front foyer. Inside there was this yellow fish that had decay ALLLLL over its left side. So, being the cool ass Human that I am, I took it In the bathroom. And I stomped it. Just once, but it was really hard. I killed it. I felt like I had done it a favor, but I still felt way bad. Is that weird? I can sit through Hostel twice and Killing this fish made more of an impact on me, I think. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m a freak.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 Kelsey</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2006 22:41:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I got dumped for the ex-bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you guys know how bad that fucking hurts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;fucking really bad.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Jan 2006 01:52:34 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>My ribs kill.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Dec 2005 04:37:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Merry Christmas fucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigger update later. I hope you&apos;re all doing well. &lt;br /&gt;No complaints here.&lt;br /&gt;Life has been good to me lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 04 Dec 2005 12:51:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>It&apos;s hard to stay positive when you&apos;re on the rag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am doing such a good fuckin&apos; job! ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 I just worked my ass off. Too much drama at work tonight. My best friend is quitting and every employee got into a screaming match. Fucking awsome. I saw the WHooooooooooooole thing. ANd then I mopped floors like a beyatch. oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight/goodmorning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 Kelsey.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 03 Dec 2005 06:29:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I am dating a new boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. He&apos;s a man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least he feels like one. Oh god. I am actually pretty happy. :] &lt;br /&gt;I love when I have something to wake up for every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to school, kind of. I have to wait until next term to get a full schedule, but I think that I might just do night school instead. Or fuck, maybe I&apos;ll just get my GED. GOD I DONT KNOWJFKSDFJ!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking hate creekside and how they fucked my whole credit situation into a posistion worse off than when I actually got to that fucking god forsaken school.&lt;br /&gt;I hope they close it down like everyone is saying. Fuck it&apos;s really almost a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, it&apos;s dinner time now and I think I&apos;ll go make a pizza. &amp;lt;333 byeeeee.</description>
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  <lj:music>NIN- Hey Pig.</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Nov 2005 16:25:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I &amp;lt;3 Mellowdrone.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 12 Nov 2005 02:33:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I need to discover what truely makes me happy from an origin. Not from somebody else. No matter how much I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that was the last time I&apos;ll ever get to talk to him. I love him so much but if he cant see it too, well then; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m just wasting my time too. It&apos;s been a long eight months, but I think I&apos;m finally ready to say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Goodbye for good, adam. And I&apos;m sorry.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Nov 2005 16:55:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I never thought I would say this but.... I want to go back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have a social life, and I want to have some fucking friends again, for christs sake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I really hate where everything has ended up this year. I need to get my fucking priorities straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired but I can&apos;t sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to go find something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</description>
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  <lj:music>Modest Mouse</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Nov 2005 19:57:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So last night, I went to the ER. It was gay. Let me tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually no. I dont feel like telling details. But let me just say that the doctor pretty much told me nothing was wrong with me when I was bent in half with physical pain. fuck them dood, I KNOW something is wrong with me. It&apos;s alright though. I guess when I fucking croak over dead maybe they&apos;ll figure out that something was wrong with that girl. Hopefully my family will get rich off of suing the hospital for malpractice or something. HAHAHA.</description>
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  <lj:music>Death Cab</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 Oct 2005 10:17:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Soooo... I know. It&apos;s been quite a while since I&apos;ve posted. Life has been in the ultra-fucking-fast lane since probably the end of june, and when I think about it, I realise that it&apos;s really really sucked pretty much the whole time. hahaha. Not kidding. I&apos;ve had three jobs. I only got fired from one though so thats a plus! I&apos;m now working at the Belgian Waffle House with my good old buddy Beckee. I love her. She&apos;s one of those buds that will always be there when you need them forever. GOOooooooo beckee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Yeah. So my dad is getting married all the sudden. I&apos;m pissed. Why? Because I have to move out of my house now to make room for her. FUCK that&apos;s so irritating, when both of your parents decide to throw your ass in the trash because they&apos;ve found more important and more exciting things to do with their time other than raising their children. BOTH of my parents have gotten off pretty easy with raising their kids from different marriages. My brother moved out of my moms, and we never knew my sister until about ten years ago. Jesus christ... It hurts my head to even begin to think about this kind of shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   ALL I&apos;m really aiming at here in my life right now is to get my own place where I can do my own shit and no one will bother me. All I need now is a roommate who wont bail when it comes time to pay rent. THAT&apos;d be &lt;b&gt;super sweet&lt;/b&gt;. Oh and maybe a boyfriend who actually gives a damn about anything. That would be &lt;b&gt;bitchin&lt;/b&gt; sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ooh if only the world was a perfect place. &lt;br /&gt;Now I&apos;m going to go outside and smoke a bowl maybe, and then go to sleep feeling oh so lonely in my freezing&lt;u&gt;-ass-cold&lt;/u&gt; room in my freezing&lt;u&gt;-ass-cold&lt;/u&gt; bed.</description>
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