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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-06-13T20:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-14T00:32:41Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Just came back from the softball banquet. I made allstars, but that's not exactly challenging in this league. Nice pink shirt to play in the though :) Can't beat that. Um, it's ridiculously hot out again. So effing humid. Makes me feel like crap; I get these awful heat headaches. Going to bed now. Peace.</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-06-11T22:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-12T02:24:24Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I'm really tired.. Just finished watching Virginia's Run with my family, which actually wasn't half bad, except it made me cry a little, which I'm not a fan of. Today was wicked dull. I babysat like, all day long, but I did make thirty-five dollars.. Can't argue with that; I need the money for Erin and Kendyll's birthday presents, which are totally gonna rock. Erin and I are buying Kendyll the Summerland DVDs with popcorn and soda and candy. Cute. And Kendyll and I are pooling our money together to get Erin a huge gift certificate for American Eagle and put it in this cute little wallet I picked up for six bucks at Target that says `I &amp;lt;3 Shoes` on it. I'm babysitting again on Wednesday night, and dog-sitting Saturday afternoon, so I should have enough by then I hope. Maybe I'll work around the house and get a high allowance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. bed..</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-06-09T19:33:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-09T23:36:04Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Today was ridiculously hot again. I almost died in school.. twice actually. Once from the heat, and once because Meade almost pushed me down the stairs because I scratched him ( which was actually pretty hot, he's hot when he's mad ). Whatever, I'm here to tell the story. Went to Erin's after school to swim. Her pool was wicked nice after we cleaned it a little. I got in trouble for falling asleep in the English room floor because the linoleum was cool. Probably going to lose points on the Music Project, but wtf/ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`I want everything and nothing at the same time`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's 7:35 and I'm probably going to bed because I am soooooo effing tired.</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-06-08T15:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-08T19:20:43Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Today was retarded. It was so effing hot out I think I almost melted. We got basically nothing done on the Music Project, and Mike put his head on my shoulder and it was so cute :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to see the other game tonight to see who plays our team in the finals.</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-06-06T20:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-07T00:46:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-07T00:46:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">In shock here, but we actually beat them 6-5. I pitched the first 3, then Amanda came in for a while, and I took the last inning. It was intense, but I ended up catching a pop-up for the third out with runners on first and third. Crazy shyt, and because we have so few teams, we're already in the finals, lol.</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-06-06T17:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-06T21:26:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-06T21:26:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Alright, since someone told me to update this more often so they can `keep tabs on me` ;] I'm gonna right now before I go to my softball playoff game.. which I'll report the final score of afterwards. Of course, out of the total four teams in our rec division, we places number four, so we have to play the best team. Two of my good friends, travel softball teammates, and pitchers are on that team.. they're sisters.. so it should be interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At school, we got our groups for this stupid Music Project we have to do ( more on that later, too ), and, thank god, I'm with Erin, but Kendyll's in another group. We also have Julia, who's as big of a control freak as I am, so that should be interesting.. sure there's gonna be a lot of clashing there, but whatev. Then we got this Chinese guy Wayne Woo who barely speaks English, has illegible handwriting, and is a total idiot, and Adam McKinney, who's a wiseass really funny failure who probably won't do anything but make us laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's waiting in the car... Here we go.</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-06-03T20:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-04T00:56:48Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1104181529_ed_answere.JPG" border="0" alt="Depressed"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your connection with darkness is through your&lt;br&gt;depression. Hated, sad and often feeling&lt;br&gt;lonely, there is only a few that appreciate the&lt;br&gt;real you. You tend to keep to yourself and away&lt;br&gt;from the world since you don't want to be hurt&lt;br&gt;and betrayed again. Music gives you the&lt;br&gt;understanding you need to get through, it's&lt;br&gt;your "therapy". Or you express&lt;br&gt;yourself through art or writing. Chances are&lt;br&gt;you're also an anti-social person, who only&lt;br&gt;likes being with close friends, if even that.&lt;br&gt;The world has finally showed it's true face for&lt;br&gt;you and you wish life wasn't this miserable to&lt;br&gt;live through. Maybe you'll find happiness in&lt;br&gt;the future, but right now you're just hiding&lt;br&gt;away from the world. Who needs people anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20is%20your%20connection%20with%20darkness%3F%20(pics)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What is your connection with darkness? (pics)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-06-03T20:50:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-04T00:50:39Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/starlitnight38/1103763355_esyukirin6.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x89b7408)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're a very mellow, care-free person. Your&lt;br&gt;exactly what calm, cool, and collected mean.&lt;br&gt;You never overreact or panic in a bad situation&lt;br&gt;and you always know what to do. Everyone goes&lt;br&gt;to you for advice because you never lose your&lt;br&gt;head so your very reliable. You tend to take&lt;br&gt;everything in stride, like in school your moto&lt;br&gt;is just sit back and relax not to say you dont&lt;br&gt;pay attention and work, but you dont overexert&lt;br&gt;yourself. Even though people come to you for&lt;br&gt;counciling(sp?) you can still be very quite,&lt;br&gt;your not good with making new friends, but your&lt;br&gt;extremely close to the ones you have.  Remember&lt;br&gt;its ok to put your emotions out there even&lt;br&gt;though there is a chance they might get hurt.&lt;br&gt;Also in school sometimes its good to stress out&lt;br&gt;a little, just because you think you dont need&lt;br&gt;to study doesnt mean you should'nt, and also&lt;br&gt;try to push yourself more even though you might&lt;br&gt;be good where you are doesnt mean you can,t be&lt;br&gt;better.  Check out my new short story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/starlitnight38/quizzes/Whats%20Your%20Personality(with%20PICS)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Whats Your Personality(with PICS)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-06-03T20:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-04T00:49:07Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/Nariel-flame/1109606041_CMyDocumentsAnger.jpg" border="0" alt="stuff"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are the Spirit of Anger. You are every inch the&lt;br&gt;bad girl. Something happened to make you so&lt;br&gt;angry and you need to channel it out, if anyone&lt;br&gt;gets in your way, they're in for a big shock.&lt;br&gt;Friends are not essential for you, you don't&lt;br&gt;care whether they're there or not. But if you&lt;br&gt;do have friends they will be the most loyal for&lt;br&gt;it takes a lot to become your friend. You&lt;br&gt;attract people to you, so a partner is no&lt;br&gt;trouble but if they can't handle you then&lt;br&gt;they're out the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Nariel-flame/quizzes/Which%20stunning%20spirit%20of%20emotion%20are%20you%3F%20NEW%20AND%20IMPROVED!%20(amazingly%20beautiful%20anime%20pics!)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which stunning spirit of emotion are you? NEW AND IMPROVED! (amazingly beautiful anime pics!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-06-03T20:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-04T00:47:35Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/H/hoplessromantic/1100553765_rballerina.jpg" border="0" alt="water ballerina"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are a water girl.  You are flexable and very&lt;br&gt;nice.  You are quiet so people who don't know&lt;br&gt;you thnk you are weird or just mean and high&lt;br&gt;and mighty like.  You aren't though.  You like&lt;br&gt;to have a good time and you also just like to&lt;br&gt;relax and just enjoy the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/hoplessromantic/quizzes/Who%20are%20you%20inside%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%20(LOTS%20OF%20RESULTS)girls%20only/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Who are you inside????? (LOTS OF RESULTS)girls only&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-06-03T20:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-04T00:45:48Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1115494075_A_adventures.JPG" border="0" alt="Adventure"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You need adventures.&lt;br&gt;Real life has been very boring for you and you&lt;br&gt;can't help but dream away. Nothing is exciting&lt;br&gt;or fascinating in your life and can't&lt;br&gt;understand why it all is so dull. You like&lt;br&gt;having fun, but are probably not a bouncing&lt;br&gt;person because of that. There is a probability&lt;br&gt;that you either like to read/watch fantasy or&lt;br&gt;similar genres, or have a creative side that&lt;br&gt;lets you release your fantasy world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20Do%20You%20Need%20in%20Your%20Life%3F%20%5Bdark%20pics%5D/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Do You Need in Your Life? [dark pics]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-06-02T21:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-03T01:23:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-03T01:23:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Nothing to say; life's been dull lately..</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-05-28T06:14:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-28T10:15:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-28T10:15:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Going to New York for Memorial Day weekend!</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-05-25T16:35:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-25T20:36:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-25T20:36:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I feel so distant from everyone lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryn, what happened to us...?</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-05-20T14:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-20T18:48:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-20T18:48:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Umm yeah, so Erin told on Ali and this other Erin for smoking weed in the bathroom, and now the whole school knows and people are saying she's gonna get beat up and she's freaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Progress reports today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: A&lt;br /&gt;Science: A-&lt;br /&gt;History: B&lt;br /&gt;Math: C&lt;br /&gt;Spanish: C-&lt;br /&gt;Gym: C-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never done this bad in my life! I hate fourth term, I hate eighth grade, I hate school!!!!!</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-05-19T18:11:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-19T22:12:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-19T22:12:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Me: My song's on&lt;br /&gt;Kendyll: Which one?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Holiday&lt;br /&gt;Kendyll: I see...&lt;br /&gt;Kendyll: I'm listening to She's a Rebel&lt;br /&gt;Kendyll: Good song&lt;br /&gt;Me: All the songs on that CD are good&lt;br /&gt;Me: Have you you listened to them all?&lt;br /&gt;Kendyll: Not all of them&lt;br /&gt;Kendyll: Most of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROOF!!!!!!!!!</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-05-18T19:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-18T23:24:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-18T23:24:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, I'm like, absolutely going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Day's coming to Gillette Stadium ( where out champion Pats play ) on September 3rd. I want to go so effing bad it's not even funny. Kendyll's dad got 4 tickets before they went on sale because he's the fricken ticket master and it's just crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... here's where I'm gonna sound conceited and not give a damn. I introduced Kendyll to the American Idiot CD. I know she heard GD before because her dad's a big fan of their old stuff, but irregardless...! And then were talking about this concert in technology, and Erin was there, and we obviously had to ask her if she wanted to go, and she was all, yeah. And then I was like, "...do you even LIKE Green Day?" and she gives me this incredulous look, like, "Duh!" and I know she only likes one song because it was big on the radio ( Blvd. OBD ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So her dad gets... four tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two = Kendyll and her dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's two left ( obviously ). Sounds perfect. Erin and I. Buuuuuuuut no. Now Kendyll's LITTLE BROTHER Jake might want to go! He's like, fricken eleven or something! And her cousin Elizabeth might want to go! SHE WENT TO THEIR LAST CONCERT. Unfair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Kendyll was all, "But I've been to like, six concerts. Jake's never been to one." And I was like, "I'M FOURTEEN AND I'VE NEVER BEEN TO A CONCERT!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg! Elizabeth already went to a concert, Erin likes ONE of their songs, and Jake's fricken young! I should totally take up the third ticket...! I'd get myself a ticket but I'd be all alone and then my 'rents wouldn't let me go. This is unfuckingbelievable. I'm so effing pissed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and Jimmy Eat World is playing with them... I love Jimmy Eat World to effing pieces as well! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T . H . I . S   I . S   N . O . T   F . A . I . R</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-05-17T07:55:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-17T11:55:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-17T11:55:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ic3 x Sunshyn: I ahte you&lt;br /&gt;Ic3 x Sunshyn: have to leave right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heck is that all about? Left it on my away message at fricken one in the morning.</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-05-16T18:21:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-16T22:22:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-16T22:22:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Once again, so much has happened, and I know nothing of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I'm drugged up on cold meds :(</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-05-15T17:11:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-15T21:12:29Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I went to Kendyll's today around eleven and we played tennis right next to the skate park and we saw all the cute skater boys with their long hair... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went in the hot tub but it was too hot out so we came in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we sorta flopped on the floor and talked for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I got a very interesting phone call from two very interesting people... who promptly hung up on me when I started talking about Tom Welling!</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-05-15T08:51:00</title>
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    <content type="html">I have a cold. And it's bad. And I'm not happy.</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-05-14T21:35:00</title>
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    <content type="html">Softball tryouts for the summer league today... Not exactly challenging to make the team since my dad is the coach. Whatever. I went to babysit and I came home early because I feel like crap. I think I'm getting a cold or something, on top of allergies. I'm pissed though, I was supposed to go shopping with Kendyll, Erin, and John tomorrow, but John doesn't seem to want to go, and Erin decided we should go next weekend. Fuck them both; I'll just go with Kendyll. I have money to spend and I don't feel like wasting away a perfectly good Sunday... a perfectly good Sunday for shopping rather, since it's supposed to crappy weather.</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-05-13T06:55:00</title>
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    <content type="html">I had a dream last night... that Sarah and Aryn were friends, and they were both in Massachusetts for some reason... and Sarah called me sometime in the afternoon and she was like, "We can't go to the grocery store in Easton to meet you, but we can go to the one in Mansfield," and I was like, "Okay, whatever," and I ended up meeting them, except Sarah had blonde hair ( probably because I have a friend named Sarah with blonde hair ) and Aryn was like, 6 foot tall Amazon woman. Pretty weird dream though. There was a whole thing with the computer and power outages, but I really don't remember details. I'm actually surprised I remembered that much of the dream, I usually don't remember anything.</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-05-12T20:10:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-13T00:14:16Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B0006L5RU6.02.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not make the same mistakes that you did &lt;br /&gt;I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery &lt;br /&gt;I will not break the way you did &lt;br /&gt;You fell so hard &lt;br /&gt;I've learned the hard way, to never let it get that far &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side&lt;br /&gt;So I don't get hurt &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust &lt;br /&gt;Not only me, but everyone around me &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I am afraid &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose my way &lt;br /&gt;And it's not too long before you point it out &lt;br /&gt;I cannot cry &lt;br /&gt;Because I know that's weakness in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;I'm forced to fake a smile, a laugh&lt;br /&gt;Every day of my life &lt;br /&gt;My heart can't possibly break &lt;br /&gt;When it wasn't even whole to start with &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side &lt;br /&gt;So I don't get hurt &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust &lt;br /&gt;Not only me, but everyone around me &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I am afraid &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched you die &lt;br /&gt;I heard you cry&lt;br /&gt;Every night in your sleep &lt;br /&gt;I was so young &lt;br /&gt;You should have known better than to lean on me &lt;br /&gt;You never thought of anyone else &lt;br /&gt;You just saw your pain &lt;br /&gt;And now I cry &lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night &lt;br /&gt;For the same damn thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side &lt;br /&gt;So I don't get hurt &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I tried my hardest just to forget everything &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to let anyone else in &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I am afraid &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>sixers_ @ 2005-05-12T09:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-12T13:34:09Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Stayed home from school today. Sick of getting bad grades back. Fourth term - everything goes down hill. Bye-bye iPod hopes.</content>
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