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  <title>I LOVE YOU !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
  <subtitle>i rock ur socks off!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</subtitle>
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  <updated>2006-07-17T22:52:11Z</updated>
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    <title>_sweetpea93_ @ 2006-07-17T17:52:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-17T22:52:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-17T22:52:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">girl meets a boy on her yahoo messenger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy1 86:hey baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;h0tNsPiCy91: whos dis???&lt;br /&gt;crazy1 86:ur secret admirer!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;h0tNsPiCy91: o really.... quite lyin! whos dis???&lt;br /&gt;crazy1 86:i loved u the first time a stared in your eyes...&lt;br /&gt;crazy1 86:i think about u everyday... you are my dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;crazy1 86: we met once! i dont think u remember tho.&lt;br /&gt;crazy1 86: i cut myself because the pain takes away my feelings of u.&lt;br /&gt;crazy1 86: tonight u will see me some time tonight....&lt;br /&gt;h0tNsPiCy91: ..WHO IS THIS!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;crazy1 86:dont worry.... ill take very good care of you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy1 86 had signed off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girl was so scared she locked alll her doors and windows. she made sure her room was secured. she was so scared if it was a joke or for real. she didnt know when he was going to come. the girl was frighten so she decided to sleep with her little sister. the girl dozed off quikly. then she heards a knock on the window. the girl slowly walked to the window. it started knocking louder. the girl looked through the windows and saw nothing. just some of the tree branches. the girl went back to bed with her sister. the bed was wet and a pretty smells horrid. maybe her sister wet the bed... the girl checked and found blood everywhere. the girl panick. she didnt know what to do. she ran and hid in the closet incase the guy was their for her. while looking through the cracks of the closet the girl saw a shadow. it was dark so she couldnt figure out who it was. she started to get more frighten. the man crept closer to the closet. the girl closed her eyes as if it was a dream. then suddenly he open the closet door and pulled her out. her parents found her dead. she was skinned all the way and was hunged in her sisters closet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PART 2... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years after the the sisters deaths, the her parents got pregnant with a baby boy the girls room became a guest bedroom and the little sisters room where the murder took place became the babys room. the baby grew up to be a secessful kid. one night he was on the computer and got a instant messege. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h0tNsPiCy91:hey lil bro!!!&lt;br /&gt;2seXay4u: who the f is this?&lt;br /&gt;h0tNsPiCy91: its your big sis.&lt;br /&gt;2seXay4u: i never had a sister. im an only child.&lt;br /&gt;2seXay4u:this is some kinda joke huh?&lt;br /&gt;h0tNsPiCy91: mom and dad never told you?&lt;br /&gt;h0tNsPiCy91: i died 15 years ago with your other older sister.&lt;br /&gt;h0tNsPiCy91:we were murdered in your room which was once my little sisters room. she was killed in bed when i was sleeping and i was killed in the closet and skinned to death.&lt;br /&gt;2seXay4u:quite lying. i never had a sister. if i did my parents would tell me. whatever. your stupid.&lt;br /&gt;h0tNsPiCy91: you dont believe me? well if you wanna look in your closet floor.&lt;br /&gt;h0tNsPiCy91: i carved my name, time and date i was being murdered. then i carved my little sister name.&lt;br /&gt;h0tNsPiCy91: if you dont believe me little brother check the internet. type in ''smith sisters murdered anonymously''.&lt;br /&gt;h0tNsPiCy91: i gtg little brother. i love you. and mom and dad soo much. i cant believe they kept us a secret from you. they should burn in hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boy checked the closet. he saw the carvings. was it true? he surfed the internet and everything was their about the anonymous murder in the house. the next morning the boy went downstairs. it was so queit. maybe mom and dad was sleeping.. hours later the boy found his parents in their closets skinned and hung. then he found more carvings on the ground. it says '' I TOLD YOU I WASNT LYING. LITTLE BROTHER, I LOVED MOM AND DAD.... BUT THEY KEPT ME A SECRET. I CANT BELIVE IT. WELL IM FREE FROM THIS COLD WORLD. I WONT HURT YOU LIKE HOW THEY DIED. I LOVE YOU! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- LISA SMITH '' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a death chain. if you dont send this in the next hour the parents will kill you at night. they will kill you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT BELEIVE ME? LOOK IT UP N GOOGLE</content>
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    <title>Flirting tips</title>
    <published>2006-07-17T18:02:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-17T18:02:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">-----Original Message-----&lt;br /&gt;From: soccerisakick@msn.com&lt;br /&gt;To: beautifulbrunette3399@comcast.net; cierat@comcast.net; haleybug131@comcast.net; holly92@bellsouth.net; hyperthing_07@hotmail.com; babybluejrc@yahoo.com; cheerchick1992@bellsouth.net; twirlgirl311@sbcglobal.net; volliballchik411@aol.com; sarahjoverby@comcast.net&lt;br /&gt;Sent: Sat, 15 Jul 2006 5:47 PM&lt;br /&gt;Subject: FW:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;From: "Holly Patterson" &amp;lt;holly92@bellsouth.net&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;To: "Ali Deatherage" &amp;lt;alicat11@bellsouth.net&amp;gt;,"Chelsea Pritchett" &amp;gt;&amp;lt;cepritchett@comcast.net&amp;gt;,"Ciera Thomson" &amp;lt;cierat@comcast.net&amp;gt;,"Emmie &amp;gt;Moscheo" &amp;lt;little.emms@comcast.net&amp;gt;,"Haley Burton" &amp;gt;&amp;lt;haleybug131@comcast.net&amp;gt;,"katie young" &amp;lt;soccerisakick@msn.com&amp;gt;,"Kelsey &amp;gt;Bastian" &amp;lt;srbastian@yahoo.com&amp;gt;,"Laura Brennan O'Lannerghty" &amp;gt;&amp;lt;odancer@comcast.net&amp;gt;,"Maddie Beth Wall" &amp;lt;mbwall@comcast.net&amp;gt;,"Mariel &amp;gt;D'Andrea" &amp;lt;beautifulbrunette3399@comcast.net&amp;gt;,"Megan Hamilton" &amp;gt;&amp;lt;jerseysetter3@netscape.net&amp;gt;,"Sarah Overby " &amp;gt;&amp;lt;sarahjoverby@comcast.net&amp;gt;,&amp;lt;playsoccer247@comcast.net&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;CC: &amp;lt;holly92@bellsouth.net&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Subject: FW: Date: Fri, 14 Jul 2006 14:45:00 -0500 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; _____ &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;From: xomaggie2x3@comcast.net [mailto:xomaggie2x3@comcast.net] &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Sent: Wednesday, July 12, 2006 6:10 PM &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;To: Allie West; Samantha Quesenberry; Chloe Parker; Morgan Mosely; Beka &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Miller; Kaleigh Kessler; Miila Hall; Sarah Edge; Carly Crowder; Katie &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Corcoran &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Subject: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;FLIRTING TIPS &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;Girls : If you want to hold his hand, gently bump into it a couple &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;of times. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;Guys : Grab it if it happens more than once. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;Cuddling &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;Girls : When you want to cuddle with him, tell him you're cold &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;Guys : Automatically move closer to her. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;Movies &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;Girls : During a movie, if he puts his arm around you, tilt your &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;head on his &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;shoulder &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;Guys : Lift her chin up and kiss her. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;Loving each other &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;Guys : When she tells you she loves you, look deep into her eyes, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;give her a &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;peck on the lips, and tell her you love her too... 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    <published>2006-07-05T18:08:52Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span class="blacktextnb10"&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;Girl: Do i ever cross ur mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Do you like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Do you want me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Would you cry if I left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Would you live for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Would you do anything for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Choose--me or ur life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason you never cross my mind is because you're always on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I don't like you is because I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I don't want you is because I need you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I wouldn't cry if you left is because I would die if you left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I wouldn't live for you is because I would die for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I'm not willing to do anything for you is because I would do everything for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I chose my life is because you ARE my life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>_sweetpea93_ @ 2006-06-27T14:42:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-27T19:43:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-27T19:43:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="5"&gt;hey every1 tell me if these pics work now thanks guys&lt;br /&gt;*peace out*&lt;br /&gt;*anna*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://w66.photobucket.com/widgets/dynamicflash.php?featuretype=bucketstrip&amp;amp;featurename=beachtrip&amp;amp;pa=/h267/HoTTieGoOfbaL/"&gt;http://w66.photobucket.com/widgets/dynamicflash.php?featuretype=bucketstrip&amp;amp;featurename=beachtrip&amp;amp;pa=/h267/HoTTieGoOfbaL/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>_sweetpea93_ @ 2006-06-24T06:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-24T11:30:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-24T11:30:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff" size="5"&gt;ooo i havwe a screenname so if u see a HoTTieGoOFbaL that is mehey every1 i just got back from the beach and i had a blast im goin 2 try to put some pics of the beach below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C:\Documents and Settings\HP_Administrator\My Documents\My Pictures\PICT0157.JPG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is me adam and mack in front of the track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C:\Documents and Settings\HP_Administrator\My Documents\My Pictures\PICT0146.JPG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and adam just some wheere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C:\Documents and Settings\HP_Administrator\My Documents\My Pictures\PICT0156.JPG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and mack waiting in line at the woody&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C:\Documents and Settings\HP_Administrator\My Documents\My Pictures\PICT0152.JPG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA MACKS EYES R CLOSED he relle wasin drinin with his eyes closed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C:\Documents and Settings\HP_Administrator\My Documents\My Pictures\PICT0140.JPG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mack and adam at cracker barrel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C:\Documents and Settings\HP_Administrator\My Documents\My Pictures\PICT0144.JPG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adam in front of the beach veiw of our balkoney&lt;br /&gt;ill try to give u mare pics l8ter&lt;br /&gt;lov ya&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;ooo tell me if my pics work&lt;br /&gt;*anna* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</content>
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    <title>_sweetpea93_ @ 2006-06-17T19:29:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-18T00:30:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-18T00:30:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#ff00ff" size="4"&gt;1. He stares at you alot.&lt;br /&gt;2. He hits you alot. (just play hitting )&lt;br /&gt;3. He uses the first thing that pops into his head to start a converstaion with you&lt;br /&gt;4. He yelled, "Hi!", to your mom that day she picked you up from school.&lt;br /&gt;5. He blew off his buds to go see "Brown Sugar" with you cuz you couldn't get another girl pal to go and didn't want to go alone.&lt;br /&gt;6. He tries to make you laugh anyway even if he gets hurt in the process&lt;br /&gt;7. His voice gets softer ("Hey, you") when ever you two talk.&lt;br /&gt;8. You hung up on him. He called you back.&lt;br /&gt;9. You where invited by him to a group outing.&lt;br /&gt;10. He called you to talk about nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;11. He imitates your laugh. OK, you do snort sometimes. Which makes you laugh even harder...&lt;br /&gt;12. He remembers little things you mention in casual conversation&lt;br /&gt;13. He sometimes stares straight into your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;14. He uses every possible way to touch you (your hair, face, ect.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW GIRLS FLIRT&lt;br /&gt;1. She makes eye contact and smiles at you.&lt;br /&gt;2. She hits you softly on the arm and laughs when you say something funny.&lt;br /&gt;3. She flips her hair when she's talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;4. She touches your arm when she talks to you.&lt;br /&gt;5. She says, "No, I'm not telling you who I like!" with a big smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;6. She asks you who you like or who you would go out with seemingly interested.&lt;br /&gt;7. When you go to the movies with a bunch of your friends and she is almost always next to you.&lt;br /&gt;8. She criticizes you on a girl you like.&lt;br /&gt;9. You catch her staring at you.&lt;br /&gt;10. She plays with your hair or tries to put make up on you.&lt;br /&gt;11. Her friends outside of school and in school know about you, and says she talks about you a lot.&lt;br /&gt;12. She knows your phone number and address.&lt;br /&gt;13. 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Your wish will come true if you repost this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you don't repost this then you will never get asked out...EVER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repost this in 15 min and your wish will come true in 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repost this in 10 min and your wish will come true in 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993366" size="3"&gt;repost this in 5 min and your wish will come true in 1 day&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>_sweetpea93_ @ 2006-06-12T20:47:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-13T01:50:11Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;font color="#ff00ff" size="5"&gt;hey every1 was up well im bored and i have no 1 2 go 2 the beach w/ me this is ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssooooooo&lt;br /&gt;sad for me well tell me how every1s summer is goin&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;luv ya all&lt;br /&gt;*anna*&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>_sweetpea93_ @ 2006-06-09T10:06:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-09T15:14:33Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#ff00ff" size="5"&gt;hey im ssssssssssssssssooooooooooooooooooooo excited im leaving 4 the beach on june 18 wwwwwwwwwoooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;that is just in like omg i just counted i leave in 9 days WWWWWoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;and ash is probably coming 2 the beach with me&amp;nbsp; if her mom says it is ok but woooo i leave soon but wat the freaky part is that i was talkin 2 ash on the phone last night and i told her wat days we will be gone and she said thats embarassing i think nick and ben were goin down to ornge beach around the 20th and i was like aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa r u seriousand im goin 2 orge beach omg&amp;nbsp; but anways tell me if yall r doin anything this summer&lt;br /&gt;luv ya all&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;*anna*&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>_sweetpea93_ @ 2006-05-31T12:28:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-31T17:29:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-31T17:29:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#339966" size="5"&gt;i laugh more than i cry,you piss me off...goodbye&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA</title>
    <published>2006-05-26T21:26:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-26T21:26:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#800080" size="5"&gt;hey every1 did u see that mean cmmt some1 left on my other entry this is wat they said and it is about me liking nick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;you know u just used him. u didnt even care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;then i left a cmmt back saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;who do you think u r by leaving a cmmt like that un no what ur just jelous and u need 2 go get a life u retarded freak omg u are soooo stupid do you think i care about ur little cmmt.... NO so go get a life and YOU r ssssooooooo jelous cause im a gorgeous glam diva hahaha and ur just ugly fat *** ssssooo back off u wh*** &lt;br /&gt;*anna*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;im soory if that sounded kinda bad but he i was pissed cause they just don't no me and i wanna no who put that cause it is ssssssssssssssssssoooooooooooomean i no ppl can trca these soo if u can do it and tell me who did it thanks guys and if u wanna see the cmmt ur self go 2 the entry below this and c it ur self ok and cmmt on this entry and tell me if that is just not mean!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;*anna*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>31 Ways To Make A Girl Smile"</title>
    <published>2006-05-19T19:51:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-19T19:51:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#ff00ff" size="4"&gt;31 Ways To Make A Girl Smile"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tell her she is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hold her hand at any moment . . . even if its just for a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Hug her from behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Leave her voice messages to wake up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Wrestle with her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't go hang out with you ex when shes not with you, you might not realize how badly it hurts her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you're talking to another girl, when you're done talking, walk over and hug her and kiss her.... let her know she's yours and they aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Write her notes or call her just to say "hi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Introduce her to your friends . . . as your girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Play with her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Pick her up (she loves it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Get upset if another guy touches her and she doesn't like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Make her laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Let her fall asleep in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If she's mad at you, kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you care about her, then TELL HER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Every guy should give their girl 3 things: a stuffed animal(she'll hug it every time she goes to sleep), jewelry (she'll treasure it forever), and one of his t-shirts or sweatshirts!!(she'll most likely wear it to bed if its a t-shirt n she'll think of you when ever she smells n wears the sweatshirt) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Treat her the same around your friends as you do when you're alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Look her in the eyes and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Hang out with her on weekends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Kiss her in the rain (girls love this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Kiss her just for the heck of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. If your listening to music, let her listen too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Remember her birthday and get her something, even if&lt;br /&gt;its simple and inexpensive, it came from YOU. it means all the world to HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. When she gives you a present on your birthday, Christmas, or just whenever, take it and tell her you love it, even if you don't (it'll make her happy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Always call her when you say you will, it may not seem like it, but it does hurt her and makes her think you don't care so call even if you can only talk for a minute. Girls don't necessarily have to have hour-long conversations every night but its nice for us to hear your voice even for a quick hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Give her what she wants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Recognize the small things . . . they usually mean the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Dont hug her friends or your friends that are girls cause she'll feel left out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Hang out with her whenever you are free and u should be free to hang wit your girl friend all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. If u care about her...SHOW her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys repost this if u would do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls repost this if u thinks its sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repost this as "31 Ways To Make A Girl Smile"&lt;br /&gt;If you dont then you have trouble with your love&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>What Hurts the Most</title>
    <published>2006-05-14T19:36:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-14T19:36:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't&lt;br /&gt;supposed to ever let you down probably will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was&lt;br /&gt;broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll fight with your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll blame a new love for things an old one did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repost this in 1 min with the title What Hurts the Most and something amazing will happen to you tomorrow &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>_sweetpea93_ @ 2006-05-11T21:30:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-12T02:34:26Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#339966" size="6"&gt;well sry i havn't updated in a while but i have cryed every night ever since i dumped nic well i wait until next year to put some action on him and who no's maybe i will meet a hot forin exchange student (me and my imagenations) well cmmt lotz love yas all&lt;br /&gt;*anna*&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>_sweetpea93_ @ 2006-04-24T18:41:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-24T23:51:20Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#993366" size="6"&gt;hey well i can't believe i broke up w/ nick do yall think i made the right decision cause i had a hot funny perfect boyfriend but the reason y i dumped him is that he flirted w/ a lot of girls and well i felt like i needed 2 b single and flirt w/ other guys plus i think i like someone else he is HOT!!!!! but i will always have some weoird feelings for&amp;nbsp;nic and i wish i diidn't still have feelings 4 him cause i no he dosen't&amp;nbsp;but even when he has another girlfriend and i have another bf i wil still have some weoird feeling i wish i hadn't HAVE 2 do this but i had 2 cause i couldn't take it but i can't believe i&amp;nbsp;can't i trashed a 7 month relation ship plze give advice and tell if u think i made the right decision honest oppion&lt;br /&gt;*anna*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>This i sso Sweet</title>
    <published>2006-04-20T16:00:14Z</published>
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    <content type="html">make a wish Body: *~*~*HOW GUYS FLIRT*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He stares at you alot.&lt;br /&gt;2. He hits you alot. (just play hitting )&lt;br /&gt;3. He uses the first thing that pops into his head to start a converstaion with you&lt;br /&gt;4. He yelled, "Hi!", to your mom that day she picked you up from school.&lt;br /&gt;5. He blew off his buds to go see "Brown Sugar" with you cuz you couldn't get another girl pal to go and didn't want to go alone.&lt;br /&gt;6. He tries to make you laugh anyway even if he gets hurt in the process&lt;br /&gt;7. His voice gets softer ("Hey, you") when ever you two talk.&lt;br /&gt;8. You hung up on him. He called you back.&lt;br /&gt;9. You where invited by him to a group outing.&lt;br /&gt;10. He called you to talk about nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;11. He imitates your laugh. OK, you do snort sometimes. Which makes you laugh even harder...&lt;br /&gt;12. He remembers little things you mention in casual conversation&lt;br /&gt;13. He sometimes stares straight into your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;14. He uses every possible way to touch you (your hair, face, ect.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW GIRLS FLIRT&lt;br /&gt;1. She makes eye contact and smiles at you.&lt;br /&gt;2. She hits you softly on the arm and laughs when you say something funny.&lt;br /&gt;3. She flips her hair when she's talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;4. She touches your arm when she talks to you.&lt;br /&gt;5. She says, "No, I'm not telling you who I like!" with a big smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;6. She asks you who you like or who you would go out with seemingly interested.&lt;br /&gt;7. When you go to the movies with a bunch of your friends and she is almost always next to you.&lt;br /&gt;8. She criticizes you on a girl you like.&lt;br /&gt;9. You catch her staring at you.&lt;br /&gt;10. She plays with your hair or tries to put make up on you.&lt;br /&gt;11. Her friends outside of school and in school know about you, and says she talks about you a lot.&lt;br /&gt;12. She knows your phone number and address.&lt;br /&gt;13. 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    <title>_sweetpea93_ @ 2006-04-14T14:55:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-14T19:59:52Z</published>
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    <content type="html">http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/strawberry.php &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/llama.php &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/end.php&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#993366" size="7"&gt;These r frickin hilarious&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>_sweetpea93_ @ 2006-04-11T19:36:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-12T00:39:37Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://livejournal.com/~_rampant_chaos_/5981.html"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://members.cox.net/evanescent_mynd/everlasting.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titanic is love that never lets go.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="7"&gt;This goes out to ash and nat.c lol r hearts will always go on in this song lol&lt;br /&gt;Anna&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>_sweetpea93_ @ 2006-04-07T06:13:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-07T11:18:49Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ffff" size="7"&gt;WWooooooooooopooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;The Season of Degrassi premeres tonight !!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;it is goin to be the best season evea&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;don't worry nat.c im goin to record it for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;im goin to record it sat because if i like record it Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc99ff"&gt;the carmera might move alot cause i'll like be all excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#339966"&gt;and it will be jiggeling ill record it saturday don't worry&lt;br /&gt;love yall&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Anna&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>_sweetpea93_ @ 2006-04-01T14:58:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-01T21:13:32Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#993366" size="5"&gt;HAPPY APRIL FOOL'S DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PARTY WAS SO AWESOME IM MAKIN ANOTHER ENRTY ON THE PARTY AGAIN CAUSE I WANTED TO PUT HAPPY APRIL FOOL'S DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99cc" size="5"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the party it was so fun !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;!!!!!!! i think it was better than the dances at the skool!!! well anyways the dj was awesome but i seriously got bummed when they didn't play ms. new booty!!!! i was like DANG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but i just figured out that it hasn't like come out on cd or watever well cmmt a lot cause u no wat i love you all !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! lololololololololololololol JK ( seriously just kiding lololololol) well ill see yal&amp;nbsp; l8ter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;WELL ANYWAYS WHEN I DANCED WITH NIC HE ASKED TO DIP ME UNO!!AND I SAID OK AND HE DIPPED ME AND I WAS RELLE FUN BUT ANYWAYS I WISH I COULD GO BACK AND PARTY AT THE PARTY AGAIN !!!!!!!!!! THAT WOULD BE SOOOOOOOOOO AWESOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;YALL PROBABLY ARN'T READING THIS WHOLE ENRTY RIGHT HERE SO IF U READ TO RIGHT HERE PUT THIS WHEN U CMMT *** PUT THREE LITTLE STARS OK CMMT LOTS LOVE YA ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;aNnA oh ya go to this little website &lt;a href="http://funnyjunk.com/pages/backstreet.htm"&gt;http://funnyjunk.com/pages/backstreet.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>_sweetpea93_ @ 2006-03-31T22:50:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-01T04:58:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-01T04:58:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99cc" size="5"&gt;Hey Everyone i just got back from the party it was so fun !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i think it was better than the dances at the skool!!! well anyways the dj was awesome but i seriously got bummed when they didn't play ms. new booty!!!! i was like DANG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but i just figured out that it hasn't like come out on cd or watever well cmmt a lot cause u no wat i love you all !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! lololololololololololololol JK ( seriously just kiding lololololol) well ill see yal&amp;nbsp; l8ter&lt;br /&gt;BIY&lt;br /&gt;Anna&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>THIS IS SO TRUE WITH ME AND MY FRIENDS ESPECIALLT WITH ASH JAMIE  AND EMILY GOOD OLE LAST YEAR</title>
    <published>2006-03-24T23:57:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-24T23:57:48Z</updated>
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    <title>_sweetpea93_ @ 2006-03-20T07:13:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-20T13:16:14Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/showpet.php?b=bWM9YnVubnkuc3dmJmNscj0weGZmZmZmZCZjbj13aGluc3RpbiZhbj1hbm5h"&gt;&lt;img src="http://petimage.bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/petimage/bWM9YnVubnkuc3dmJmNscj0weGZmZmZmZCZjbj13aGluc3RpbiZhbj1hbm5h.png" width="250" height="300" border="0" alt="my pet!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/showpet.php?b=bWM9aGFtc3Rlci5zd2YmY2xyPTB4ZGVjMzdlJmNuPXJvbWVvJmFuPWFubmE="&gt;&lt;img src="http://petimage.bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/petimage/bWM9aGFtc3Rlci5zd2YmY2xyPTB4ZGVjMzdlJmNuPXJvbWVvJmFuPWFubmE=.png" width="250" height="300" border="0" alt="my pet!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/showpet.php?b=bWM9ZG9nLnN3ZiZjbHI9MHhmZmQ4NGQmY249c25pY2tlcnMmYW49YW5uYSBhbmQgbmlja3MgZnV0dXJlIHBldA=="&gt;&lt;img src="http://petimage.bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/petimage/bWM9ZG9nLnN3ZiZjbHI9MHhmZmQ4NGQmY249c25pY2tlcnMmYW49YW5uYSBhbmQgbmlja3MgZnV0dXJlIHBldA==.png" width="250" height="300" border="0" alt="my pet!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>_sweetpea93_ @ 2006-03-11T10:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-11T16:16:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-11T16:16:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.myglitterspace.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myspacenow.com/myspace/glitterwords89.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Graphics, MySpace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Glitters, MySpace Goodies, Myspace Codes at www.MyGlitterSpace.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO GUYS I AM IN LOVE I MISS NICK SO MUCH HE CALLED ME TWICE YESTERDAY HE WAS ON THE BUS ON NATALIES CELL THANKS NAT FOR LETTIN HIM USE UR CELL IM SERIOUSLY IN LOVE OMG SOME ONE HELP ME LIKE EVEN WHEN WE BREAK UP I WILL ALWAYS HAVE A SILVER OF HIM EVEN WHEN IM MARRIED I WILL ALWAYS LIVE AND I HOPE WE WIL LAST FOREVER&lt;br /&gt;aNNA</content>
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    <title>_sweetpea93_ @ 2006-03-04T08:23:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-04T14:23:33Z</published>
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    <content type="html">this is sooo sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl: aye... i thought you didnt have work&lt;br /&gt;today...&lt;br /&gt;-boy: one of my co-workers called in sick&lt;br /&gt;-girl: oh okay! so ill see you around 7:30 then?&lt;br /&gt;-boy: yeah! and babe?&lt;br /&gt;-girl: yeah?&lt;br /&gt;-boy: i love you&lt;br /&gt;-girl: i love you too!&lt;br /&gt;-boy: ok my manager is like looking at me so&lt;br /&gt;yeah.... i gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;-girl: ok bye&lt;br /&gt;-boy:bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours later... the boy drives to his girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy walks up to the door and rings bell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-girl: hey! (gives a kiss to her boyfriend)&lt;br /&gt;-boy:wassup... you ready?&lt;br /&gt;-girl:um... wait... let me get my bag and we could go ok?&lt;br /&gt;-boy:ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they both watched a movie and ate dinner....&lt;br /&gt;once they were done eating they head back to&lt;br /&gt;the car but before she got into the car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-boy:wait! can i blind fold you?&lt;br /&gt;-girl: why??!&lt;br /&gt;-boy:its a suprise&lt;br /&gt;-girl: what kind of suprise?&lt;br /&gt;-boy: a big one&lt;br /&gt;-girl: okay but only if you promise me that you&lt;br /&gt;will hold my hand while we're driving.&lt;br /&gt;-boy: i promise.&lt;br /&gt;-girl: ok blind fold me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they drove off........... and then they stoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-boy:ok we're here!&lt;br /&gt;-girl: where?&lt;br /&gt;-boy:wait let me walk you to the place!&lt;br /&gt;-girl: what place?&lt;br /&gt;-boy: somewhere! (and gives a kiss to her on&lt;br /&gt;the lips)&lt;br /&gt;-girl: babe!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boy walks her to the place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-boy: ok.... let me the blind fold off you&lt;br /&gt;-girl: where are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he takes it off her and she opens her eyes and&lt;br /&gt;sees the view of the city and at that same&lt;br /&gt;spot...&lt;br /&gt;thats where he first asked her to be his&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-girl: omg.... (tears come down)&lt;br /&gt;-boy: why are you crying?&lt;br /&gt;-girl: this is where you first asked me out...&lt;br /&gt;-boy: what are you doing the rest of your life?&lt;br /&gt;(he asked on his knees and after he says that.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;behind him... in the air it says "will you marry&lt;br /&gt;me?" in firworks)&lt;br /&gt;-girl: (tears come down faster)&lt;br /&gt;-boy: i wasnt at work when you called me... i&lt;br /&gt;was planning this whole thing!&lt;br /&gt;-girl: get up!&lt;br /&gt;-boy: yeah?&lt;br /&gt;-girl: (kisses him)&lt;br /&gt;-boy: is that a yes or a no?&lt;br /&gt;-girl: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iF YOU DO REPOST THiS YOU WiLL HAVE A&lt;br /&gt;RELATiONSHiP THAT WiLL LAST FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have 3 mintues to repost this as "sweetest thing a guy can do" ....starting now</content>
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    <title>_sweetpea93_ @ 2006-02-26T20:18:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-27T02:26:19Z</published>
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    <content type="html">hey everyone well all the thesbians got back today it was so fun i wish we didn't have to leave so early but that lady who tried to dicolafied us need s to go get a life b/c i think one of peeps ticked her off some how aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa i miss jason i can't find his number i lost it (dang it im stupid) omg i have alot of new memories especiallt w/ holly nat.c and nat.q and lillie it was so fun on the bus on the their ooo by the way we went to agusta georgia but on the back wasn't as fun as goin their but anyways cmmt and ask me guestions about the trip or ask guestions about the stuff we did and if someone would help me i want to put some picters of stuff from geargia some are absolutly hilarious (especially the makeup picters hahahahahahaha)so help me i want to show everyone the picter sooooo love you all see ya later &lt;br /&gt;Anna</content>
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