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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bfs62791:17406</id>
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    <title>bfs62791 @ 2005-03-27T22:38:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-28T03:39:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-28T03:39:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well since i never update my journal anymore i felt the need to.. ive just not had the urge to sit here and write a long entry lately.. but i will soon. hopefully. anyway im gonna put cara and my loverly conversation in here. just to say that i updated my journal lately.. ish.. anyway the conversation is a little boring.. but it kept me amused for like 20 minutes. so maybe it will keep you amused for like 10 seconds. thank you and good bye !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cara : heylo&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: heylo to you too&lt;br /&gt;cara 's status is now "Available". (3/27/2005 9:18 PM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cara : guess what &lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: ?&lt;br /&gt;cara : my accomplishment of the day is..&lt;br /&gt;cara : i stuffed&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: ...&lt;br /&gt;cara : 30 of those gum shaped eggs in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;cara : and then ran out of the eggs&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: omg cara.. umm.. hmm.. how do i answer to this&lt;br /&gt;cara : heheh&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: well i really think those things are tastey&lt;br /&gt;cara : really?&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: but.. i think i would gag myself with 30.. my mouth isnt very big&lt;br /&gt;cara : hahaha&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: yea..&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: so what compelled you to do this&lt;br /&gt;cara : bordom.. it messes with your mind.&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: ahh..&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: hey cara..&lt;br /&gt;cara : ye..&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: uhh.. hows that famous women worksheet going for you.. &lt;br /&gt;cara : BUAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: what&lt;br /&gt;cara : ..not so well.&lt;br /&gt;cara : and i have three other worksheets for her..&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: did you finish it yet&lt;br /&gt;cara : no.&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: i thought you were doing that yesterday &lt;br /&gt;cara : yes.. and never finished them..&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: i know who ruth cleveland is&lt;br /&gt;cara : oj?&lt;br /&gt;cara : who..&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: the first baby in the whitehouse&lt;br /&gt;cara : i love you&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: ahh.. what can i say.. im a hunk&lt;br /&gt;cara : yes for sure&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: you cant hide your feelings for me&lt;br /&gt;cara : nope&lt;br /&gt;cara : &lt;br /&gt;cara : your hawtness alex..pure hawtness.&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: I KNOW&lt;br /&gt;cara : im gonna go on a chat room online.. and goof off muahaha&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: interesting..&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: i have major leg cramp.. or growing pain. or as mother would say "charlie horse"&lt;br /&gt;cara : i hate those&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: yes i know.. gosh they hurt so bad and the only way to get rid of them is like not moving your leg for like 40 minutes. or rapping it so tightly in an ace bandage that you cant really feel it anymore&lt;br /&gt;cara : yeaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;cara : u have to o like.. strech it.. and it hurtsssss&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: uhh..&lt;br /&gt;cara : uhh ?&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: oo no. like ugh..&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: like .. "sigh"&lt;br /&gt;cara : yea&lt;br /&gt;cara : hahahah&lt;br /&gt;cara : some random guy just asked me my bra size..&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: yea lots of people do that in chat rooms.. two ways to make it funny.. either be like triple d baby.. or you could be like o im a 32 a&lt;br /&gt;cara : hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;cara : i know.&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: yea.. what did you say&lt;br /&gt;cara : ew now he's asking me if i masterbate..&lt;br /&gt;cara : ewwwwwww&lt;br /&gt;cara : hahaha&lt;br /&gt;cara : " HELL YES" muahahhaaha&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;cara : &lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: you sex maching&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: machine&lt;br /&gt;cara : hahaha i know.&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: shouldnt you be doing your homework.. or atleast helping me with mine&lt;br /&gt;cara : i can tell u what i have&lt;br /&gt;cara : im missing&lt;br /&gt;cara : a few&lt;br /&gt;cara : my mom told me what she knew&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: o.. &lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: who is athena gibson, sandra o'conner, marian anderson, and sara huges&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: i know who athena is&lt;br /&gt;cara : idk about athena.. e is 5 &lt;br /&gt;cara : marian was 4 and sara was.... idk. haha&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: thankum you&lt;br /&gt;cara : sara 6? &lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: not thats j&lt;br /&gt;cara : oh..&lt;br /&gt;cara : okay i could read my writng haha&lt;br /&gt;cara : okay..&lt;br /&gt;cara : what do u have for 8 ? and 13? &lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: 8 is a .......... 13 is oh i dont know&lt;br /&gt;cara : yea...&lt;br /&gt;cara : hahaha&lt;br /&gt;cara : &lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: do you have 2 or 13&lt;br /&gt;cara : yea&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: &lt;br /&gt;cara : 2 is F i think..&lt;br /&gt;cara : ...&lt;br /&gt;cara : idk about 13&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: f is 4 dear&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: your WRONG&lt;br /&gt;cara : yea..&lt;br /&gt;cara : haha&lt;br /&gt;cara : i have f writen in twice..&lt;br /&gt;cara : my worksheets a mess.&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: wow..&lt;br /&gt;cara : and i love gifted kids with answers..&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: yes me too. thats why we like each other soo much&lt;br /&gt;cara : yea'&lt;br /&gt;cara : &lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: do you have sankey&lt;br /&gt;cara : yea&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: we have to do those gay paragraphs&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: did you do yours yet&lt;br /&gt;cara : yea.. she told ours it was due thursday.&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: i finished the worksheet!&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: what. thats crap&lt;br /&gt;cara : yea i know.&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: mine is due tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: im pretty sure..&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: they arent hard though.. i just make them sound good&lt;br /&gt;cara : yea i know.&lt;br /&gt;cara : i did mine..in homeroom hahaah&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: i see&lt;br /&gt;cara : &lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: yea&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: are urs due this thursday or last&lt;br /&gt;cara : last&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: o.. thats weird&lt;br /&gt;cara : yea..&lt;br /&gt;cara : im trying to convince this guy that I dont have a phone..&lt;br /&gt;cara : its..interesting hahaaha&lt;br /&gt;cara : It's 10 o'clock.  Do you know where your brain is?&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: o cara..&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: that is very humorous.. you used it at just the wrong time.. except its 927&lt;br /&gt;cara : NO IT ISNT&lt;br /&gt;cara : its 9:53&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: actually YEA IT IS. IT SO IS NOT.. WOW MY OTHER CLOCK SAYS 955&lt;br /&gt;cara : o&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: AND THE OTHER ONE SAYS 956&lt;br /&gt;cara : hahaha&lt;br /&gt;cara : 9:53..&lt;br /&gt;cara : mine is the LAW muahaha&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: what..&lt;br /&gt;cara : my clock rules all..&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: does your altra thin ever get wet and uncomfortable?&lt;br /&gt;cara : my altra thin?&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: haha sorry.. i just saw that commericial&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: the pad commercial&lt;br /&gt;cara : oooh haha . i dont watch pad commercials..&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: IT JUST SIMPLY CAME ON CARA.. ITS NOT LIKE I SAT HERE, TURNED ON THE TV, AND STARED CONTENTLY WAITING FOR THE PAD COMMERCIAL. &lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: gosh!!&lt;br /&gt;cara : hahahahhahahaaha&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: geeze&lt;br /&gt;cara : well see u watch the pad commercials cara watches the tampon  hahaha &lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: wow.. too much info&lt;br /&gt;cara : hahah i was..just kidding..&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: i know &lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: gosh..&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: this conversation has been rather interesting.&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: its journal worthy!&lt;br /&gt;cara : hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;cara : sure..&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: well i dont care what you think.. im putting it in mine you loser&lt;br /&gt;cara : why you loserererer&lt;br /&gt;cara : &lt;br /&gt;cara : i love alexandra shazzam miller. she's mine.. no one elses. SHES NOT ALLOWED TO GO OUT WITH ANY BOY BECUASE WERE HAVING AN AFFAIR&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: fine im not putting it in&lt;br /&gt;cara : hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: OKKKKK&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: well we now know caras sexual orientation&lt;br /&gt;cara : hahahaahah&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: hmm..&lt;br /&gt;cara : ewwwwwwwww&lt;br /&gt;cara : 42 year old guy imed me asking me for a picture EW&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: i wonder if sankey even reads those paragraphs or if she just counts the sentences.. because the other day she was like. make sure there is five sentences. because  I COUNT.. wow sankey what a threat.. you could write anything like.. i love alexandra shazzam miller. she's mine.. no one elses. SHES NOT ALLOWED TO GO OUT WITH ANY BOY BECUASE WERE HAVING AN AFFAIR... and she woul be like OK five setences..&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: hahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;cara : haha ncie&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: yea..&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: all i have left to do is the rest of chapter eight for viatori..&lt;br /&gt;cara : adflkjdfoij&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: ok&lt;br /&gt;cara : LA LA LA&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: IM DONE&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: MOWAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: OR MUWAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;cara : i've..been done LAUGHS AGAIN MUAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: either way..&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: LOSER&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: I THOUGHT YOU HAD LIKE 3 WORKSHEETS&lt;br /&gt;cara : yea yeay ea oh well.&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: SEE your not done.. therefore i am the chammpp.. LETS HEAR A WOOT WOOT FOR ALEX NOT CAR&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: A&lt;br /&gt;cara : hahaah&lt;br /&gt;cara : oh well.&lt;br /&gt;cara : It's 10 o'clock.  Do you know where your brain is?&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: ok you have sent that enought times &lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: wow need to change font&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: ok&lt;br /&gt;cara : yea&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: ok&lt;br /&gt;cara : lol&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: not funny &lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: why are you laughing out loud cara.. ya know what. i bet you arent even laughing&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: at all&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: not even a chuckle or a giggle&lt;br /&gt;cara : i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: THATS RIGHT YOU DONT KNOW&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: ok..&lt;br /&gt;cara : YEA&lt;br /&gt;cara : LA LA LA&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: ok man&lt;br /&gt;cara : idk wither im coming to school tomorrow or not..&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: why not &lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: ill miss you too much&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: why not?&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: ????&lt;br /&gt;cara : i dknot knwo.&lt;br /&gt;cara : i really dotn feel like going hahaaha&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: well thats no excuse young lady&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: YOULL BE THERE! DURNIT.. EVEN IF I HAVE TO GO TO YOUR HOUSE AND DRAG YOU&lt;br /&gt;cara : awwwwwww&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: what&lt;br /&gt;cara : nothing&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: sure..&lt;br /&gt;cara : lo.&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: ok then&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: well im going go do sit ups an what not because i ate like hundreds of millions of food today&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: so i love you and goodnite &lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: OK&lt;br /&gt;cara : oakydokay&lt;br /&gt;cara : ttyl&lt;br /&gt;cara : ylyllyly CHOW&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: sure.. this is going in live journal&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: can i hear a WOOT WOOT &lt;br /&gt;cara : haha ..oaky..&lt;br /&gt;cara : WOOT WOOT&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: the only reason im putting it in there is because i havent updated since long time ago. and i dont feel like typing an entry.. this is my lazy excuse&lt;br /&gt;bfs62791: goodnite&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAH TIMES FIFTY SEVEN.. 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    <title>Cara Ann</title>
    <published>2005-03-18T04:34:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-18T04:34:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Cara is now officially at the very tipity top of my friends. She rocks beyond rockingness. and is great and yes and woo hoo for her. and tomorrow she is coming to my house. also. kaylie. and devin. anyway. its gonna be fantabulous. and kaylie is riding my bus which is also even more wonderful. and um.... well i was going to say something but i forget so... cara rocks. ok bye. oh yea and cara is really good at making cool live journals. she made mine by the way. and well it is the greatness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:38:15 PM): hmm im going through all 259823508235 saved away messages on this sn and i can't find a good one for my profile hm. cause i dont usually put.. love / crush ishh ickish kindof quotes. u know im more of a deepression/weird/music/suicide/poem kindof things.. but nooooooo haha so i might have to switch sns to look.. or no i'll just manage my sn and look it through there..cause like i have 42 or 22 pages of save away messages on there..seriously..i  typed them all over to microsoft word and it was like that long iw as like OMGGGGGG HAHA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auto response from rediculous91 (10:38:15 PM): my floor is still glowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:39:17 PM): 46 pages.. on this one haha&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:39:55 PM): oooh love and suicide quotes combinded.. yumm hehe. see now im in a deepression mood. but singing maria around makes me all lovely and ugh gosh &lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:40:08 PM): MARIA SAY IT LOUD AND THERES MUSIC PLAY..SAY IT SOFT AND ITS ALMOST LIKE PRAYING!! &lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:40:54 PM): jenna hoehn and I agreed. we need boys we can train. that like we can send them off to a school and they are trained ;-) hehe. cara needs a musical geek that composes their love for her in a poem and song .. cara would die.. but that aint happening according to jenna haha &lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:42:57 PM): " I love power. But it is as an artist that i love it. I love it as a musician loves his violin,  to draw out its sounds and chords and harmonies " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Napoleon Bonaparte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:43:11 PM): look at that.. " as much as a musican loves his violin" SEE SEE SEE? hahaa. &lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:43:44 PM): see. i have like 23598235 away messages that i want to use.&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:43:52 PM): but i continue to im you away message repeativably.. because its fun.&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:44:03 PM): you owe me. muahaha you need to i.m. my away message like2923502358235092 times ya know?&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:44:59 PM): "There are two instruments worse than a clarinet - two clarinets."&lt;br /&gt;~ Ambrose Bierce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:45:02 PM): thats so true.&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:46:25 PM): "perto reco you ugly island island of tropic diseases allways the hurricans blowing always the population growing and the money owing and the babies crying I like my island of manhatten!  I like to be america.. okay by me in america.. everything free in amer-E-ca! i like the city of housa .. i know a bot you can get on " BYE BYE!" &lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:46:33 PM): hehe i love this song. you'll have to hear it. its hallarious&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:46:35 PM): because yes. it is.&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:46:35 PM): lol&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:47:12 PM): heheheehe &lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:50:18 PM): i never realized how many quotes.. i had that can be realated to a heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:50:48 PM): so im kindof hopeing that whenever we break up like every couple does. that i will be miserable so i can mope around with my quotes hhehehe isn't that pathetic? yes im pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:50:59 PM): see its even patheticer that i can carry on a conversatiion by myself.. lhaah&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:53:50 PM): &lt;br /&gt;Love is like a violin. The music may stop now and then, but the strings remain forever. &lt;br /&gt;--June Masters Bacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auto response from rediculous91 (10:53:50 PM): my floor is still glowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:53:53 PM): another love violin quote&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:54:30 PM): aww this song from west side story.. that my livejournal layout is of.. makes me wanna cry its so sad.. and i love it and im like awwwwww because i know what happens in the end every time and im liek awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww &lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:54:30 PM): haha.&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:58:04 PM): &lt;br /&gt;random useless facts of the day provided by cara ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a duck's quack doesnt echo, and no one knows why.&lt;br /&gt;2. an ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain&lt;br /&gt;3. no piece of paper can be folded in half more than 7 times&lt;br /&gt;4. there are 293 ways to make change for a dollar&lt;br /&gt;5. snails can sleep for 3 years without eating&lt;br /&gt;6. rocks explode in microwaves.&lt;br /&gt;7. you can put a t-bone steak in a bowl of coke, and it will be gone in 2 days&lt;br /&gt;8.the youngest parents in the world were the ages of 8 and 9 and live in china&lt;br /&gt;9. alligators cant stick out their tongues&lt;br /&gt;10. the average person will spend approximately 2 weeks of their life kissing.&lt;br /&gt;11. blue is the favorite color of 80% of americans&lt;br /&gt;12. months that beging with sunday will always have a friday the 13th&lt;br /&gt;13. hampsters blink 1 eye at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:58:10 PM): mhm&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:58:10 PM): yup&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:58:14 PM): i bet you didn't know that &lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (10:59:37 PM): hahaha i loved this quote " some say love is like a razor that leaves the soul to bleed "  - till i realized what song it was acually from.. its from the one in napolean dynomite that they are sign language it to haha&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:00:08 PM): spongebob: squidward, i used your clarinet to unclog my toilet!&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:00:09 PM): hehe.&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:00:21 PM): thats a good thing to use a clarinet for. its pretty much else wise usless&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:00:44 PM): i love the ten things i hate about you poem..&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:00:47 PM): have you ever heard it.&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:00:51 PM): i love it. so here ya go&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:00:59 PM): &lt;br /&gt;ten things I hate about you :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;And the way you cut your hair. &lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you drive my car.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you stare. &lt;br /&gt;I hate your big dumb combat boots, &lt;br /&gt;And the way you read my mind. &lt;br /&gt;I hate you so much it makes me sick,&lt;br /&gt;It even makes me rhyme. &lt;br /&gt;I hate the way your always right. &lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you lie. &lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you make me laugh-&lt;br /&gt;Even worse when you make me cry. &lt;br /&gt;I hate it when your not around &lt;br /&gt;And the fact you didn't call. &lt;br /&gt;But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you, &lt;br /&gt;Not even close...&lt;br /&gt;Not even a little bit...&lt;br /&gt;Not even at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:02:10 PM): yup im sure you're pretty sick of me. but whatever &lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:02:36 PM): hehehe im such a geek aren't i? yes..&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:02:46 PM): THESPIANS DO IT ON STAGE!! &lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:02:51 PM): hahaah i had to say that.&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:03:07 PM): i found it even more humorous that my one director had that on her bumper sticker i was like HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:03:24 PM): do be do be do as frank sinatra would say &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:03:45 PM): AND todays weather is partly FURIOUS with occasional FITS OF RAGE! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:03:58 PM): I FEEL PRETTY SONG!! &lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:04:14 PM): i feel pretty oh so pretty oh so pretty and whity and bright and i pity any girl who isnt me tonight..&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:04:17 PM): its great song it is..&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:04:37 PM): " have you met my good friend maria.. the girl who thinks shes in love.. she's the crazyest girl in the town "&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:04:40 PM): hehehe &lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:05:18 PM): " she thinks shes in love.. she thinks she's in spain.. " haha.&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:05:24 PM): woah u came back..&lt;br /&gt;rediculous91 (11:05:27 PM): omg cara. you are psycotic&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:05:32 PM): :-D and you love me for it&lt;br /&gt;rediculous91 (11:05:36 PM): o do i &lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:05:36 PM): AND OUT OF HER MIND!&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:05:38 PM): hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;rediculous91 (11:05:42 PM): o my.&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:05:48 PM): I FEEL PRETTY OH SO PRETTY!&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:05:54 PM): .. im such a night owl&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:06:05 PM): i'll be tired when i come to ur house.. and then at like 1 am i'll be like WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE hehe&lt;br /&gt;rediculous91 (11:06:06 PM): well you can im me but i wont be replying because i have to type. so im away. but dont expect a response&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:06:15 PM): okdokay haha&lt;br /&gt;rediculous91 (11:06:18 PM): thats amusing&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:06:22 PM): HUM HUM HUM HUM HUM&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:06:39 PM): i feel stuning.. and intransing.. and i feel like running and dancing for joy because i know i am wonderfully PRETTY TONIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;rediculous91 (11:06:46 PM): let me just say before i go. you have issues.&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:06:51 PM): haaaaaahaha i do.&lt;br /&gt;rediculous91 (11:07:00 PM): yes with iming people that arent there&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:07:02 PM): its great i love having issues. i even have a shirt that says ": i have issues"&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:07:05 PM): hahaa &lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:07:08 PM): i do..&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:07:35 PM): we should..start a club.. well i should. a support group for " people who im other's away messages" or the " i need friends without away messages" club or " aim addicts " .&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:07:36 PM): ya..&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:08:01 PM): i have this all planned out..&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:08:15 PM): we'll meet.. umm thursdays.. cause i dont do anything thursdays..&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:08:15 PM): hehe&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:08:41 PM): wow ur still not away..&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:08:42 PM): yet&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:08:52 PM): but ur type type typing away on that science news. im sure of it. &lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:09:12 PM): but whatever i know alex still lovesme deep down in her heart hehehe&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:09:25 PM): WOIAH&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:09:28 PM): i just descovered..&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:09:33 PM): a whole nother 44 pages of away messages......&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:09:35 PM): hahhahaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:09:42 PM): .. you know your away to much when..&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:09:45 PM): wait no.&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:09:50 PM): you know you have issues when...&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:13:02 PM): im going &lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk (11:13:03 PM): good night&lt;br /&gt;broaDway x chiCk is away at 11:13:07 PM.</content>
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    <title>hm..</title>
    <published>2005-03-15T20:38:27Z</published>
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    <lj:music>blink 182- 8675309</lj:music>
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    <title>spleckerkkkerrne</title>
    <published>2005-03-13T04:39:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-13T04:39:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>shame on you smelly poo!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so.. hi.. im here at my house devin is lying on this weird fold out bed thing on the floor beside my bed. in which she is watching bam. in which she is drinking a cherry coke. in which she is laughing histerically and coughing and choking on the coke. out the nose. and she is burping a lot. one time i was at her house and she choked on a taco and started cying and then she spit it all on the steps and didnt clean it up. anyway. and cant remember ever having something come out of my nose. i cant remember choking on things either. my mom told me that when i was a baby i was at a chinese restaraunt and choked on one of those awesome small corn cob things. i cant remember if the ambulance came. ok well im gonna go now. watch tv and yea. ok goodbye to my furry abnormal psychos.</content>
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    <title>bfs62791 @ 2005-03-12T01:04:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-12T06:06:38Z</published>
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    <content type="html">ok so i talked to cara on yahoo for over an hour. that was very fun and well today i did absolutley nothing. i watched. the forgotten. do not watch that movie. it made me almost pee myself. not literally. but it was so scarey. but normal people probably wouldnt think it was as scarey as i did. im just extrememly scared a lot. when it comes to aliens, ghosts, darkness, night time... i become an extreme wimp. and cry like a little baby. i irrational fears of lots of make believe things. as of this second. i have a fear that a hand will come out of the floor under the desk and grab my foot. that is my my feet are on the chair. dont ask. yes well i think im gonna go to sleep because i am extremely tired but before i do i am going to do some crunches and stretches and some other stuff. so love to all. goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love cara with all my feet!!</content>
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    <title>"Baaaaah," says Frank</title>
    <published>2005-03-11T20:55:14Z</published>
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    <lj:music>i hear nothing except for cars and the sound of keys typing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok hi. i did nothing today. absolutely nothing. i slept almost all day. im bored out of my mind. and do not know what to do. i want to do something with one of my friends like kaylie or devin but devin is going to the movies. and might spend the nite at bethany's. and kaylie idk she is rarely allowed to have sleepovers. speaking of devin she was supposed to call me a while ago. it seems that she never calls you back if you ask her to. you always have to call her. anyway. i doubt she will want to come to my house tonite because she never seems to. and for some reason she would rather want to hang out with bethany. i wonder sometimes. anyway i was talking to kaylie and her aunt beeped through a while ago. she is supposed to call me back. she will. but probably not for a little bit. dad is sleeping. which is good. which means i can talk on my phone. and be in my room. without him thinking i am avoiding him. my excuse is that im playing solitaire. the window is up right now. if he happens to walk in the room. i just exit out of this and continue my game that i have never started. i have been playing for a while. atleast that is what i am going to say. alright i am going to go. because i am getting bored with typing and i actually am going to play solitaire. goodbye. all you feathered ones.</content>
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    <title>wow look at this cool thing i found</title>
    <published>2005-03-11T13:28:23Z</published>
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    <title>hubba hubba</title>
    <published>2005-03-11T03:32:46Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y16/playmurder/1985clip7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
o my goodnes. i just posted a picture all by myself that is very
great.. well im going to post more.. since i know how now.. anyway that
is jaret's butt.. niceee&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y16/playmurder/1985clip9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
you know you love him.&lt;br&gt;
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loverly hair.. yuperroo.. &lt;br&gt;
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box car racer.. goodness&lt;img src="http://http://site.falloutboyrock.com/gallery/fullsize/singaling.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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once again.. box car racer&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src="http://site.falloutboyrock.com/gallery/fullsize/singaling.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
fall out boy. need i say more. also after you have looked at these photos read the entry below.. yuppers goodnight&lt;br&gt;
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    <title>bfs62791 @ 2005-03-10T21:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-11T03:18:48Z</published>
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    <lj:music>my chemical romance</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hello all.. anyway.. well im sitting here at my computer. surprise surprise. anyway .. WOW today in english i forgot how to spell surprise on my spelling test so i sat there for like 3 minutes and i kept writing suprise then i kept erasing it and writing surprise and i did that for a while until i finally decided on surprise.. anyway.. yea.. so two things happened today that i havent expirienced before. one of the things made me want to well kill somone.. not literally though.. anyway and the other thing was just um.. unexplainable. well the first thing happened in fourth period.. well there is this kid and i liked him last year and so did my best friend then we would not like him then like him. then we hated him.. then i liked him again.. and that just repeated for a while.. well anyway this year i just ignore him because well i dont really care about him much.. he is just kind of there. you know.. just to look at because he has georgous eyes.. uh.. and well nice hair.. very attractive face.. oh. and a quite athletic body.. yea.. anyway. today in science. we had lab. and of course we were in the lab. and well. we were doing this thing with spectrums and stuff and the lights were turned off and we had to all look at this little light and do this weird thing.. well anyway this person was sitting behind me. and he kept coming up and sitting in my seat with me because he said he couldnt see.. but he was being a little tooo friendly.. he kept like tickling me or poking me or whatever you want to call it.. then he kept like rubbing my leg and grabbing it or whatever.. then he started doing weird things with his feet.. and then he poked my boob and was like your it.. i was like.. woooahh now.. wait a minute.. of course i didnt say that. but. yea. well it was just odd for him to do that since i rarely ever talk to him.. a while ago he was sitting in the chair across from me and he kept like rubbing my butt with his foot.. idk.. hes really weird.. oh and today he kept purposely running into me.. very odd. anyway the other thing that pissed me off that happened today happened on the bus.. i wanted to cry.. gosh.. the nerve of some people. anyway.. in the back of my bus are all the verry fake people that of course think they are soo much better than everyone and they parade around like they own the world. and well. i absolutley cant stand those people.. they make me puke. anyway aside from my puking. there is this kid that sits behind devin and i on the bus and he is a nice kid.. but a little annoying and weird. but devin and i are nice to him because he never did anything to us.. he is just a little annoying. but he is a nice person. and anyway. one of those ass holes from the back of the bus came up to his seat and started punching him and trying to take his wallet. and he was like stop it i dont have my wallet blah blah blah. and the other person was really hurting him.. really bad. and ALL of the people in the back were cheering him on and laughing histarically. i was so pissed off.. and then he went back to the back of the bus because devin and i kept staring at him and devin was like stop it. even though he didnt hear her. but chelcee was like there are a lot of people sitting around her and i am sure most of them are going to report you. he was like.. ooo these girls think they can do something about.. which we did. anyway then he went back to the back. and then came up again and started smacking that kids head off the window. and he was crying. and i just wanted to cry too for him.. i want to cry now just thinking of the look in his eyes when i asked him if he was ok. god. that was the most awful thing. it doesnt sound like a big deal but it is to me.. NOBODY deserves to be treated like that NO MATTER WHAT.. pfftt.. those ass holes.. they are soo aaaahh.jkladfjkajdfl;k jak.af kjl;dsn...... gosh. anyway after all of them got off the bus then it was the person that sits behind me . it was there stop. and the people that were punching him also got off at that stop. and i know they were harrassing him and making fun of him i just hope they didnt hurt him anymore. because he was like pete(the bus driver) can i get off at the next stop and he was like no i have a paper right here that says this is your stop.. i felt so bad for him. the bus driver didnt even know what happened. but yea. and then alice went up to the front at her stop and was like i dont think that was apropriate what happened today. and the bus driver was like what are you talking about. and she told him about it all. and he was like i thought they were just harrassing him.. JUST HARRASSING. my god even if they were JUST harrassing him they still should have got yelled at. they dont deserve to live. goshhhhh.. anyway that is my day. not such a great one. tomorrow if something else happens on the bus i think i am going to sit with the kid because then the other person wont come into the seat and bother him anymore. tomorrow.. school carnival. not that exciting. i bought twenty tickets for it. and am regretting it very much so because i saw a list of the things to do and none of them sounded that exciting. i should just be greatful that we only have a half day tomorrow and that i dont have to go to any classes.. i love everyone.. and goodnight. talk to you all people tomorrow.. please pray for the person.</content>
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    <title>heehaa.</title>
    <published>2005-03-08T20:51:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-08T20:51:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>bowling for poop.. soup</lj:music>
    <content type="html">babababa.. hello all you cats and kittens out there.. this is the lanney show.. and now.. here's ... LANNEY.. (applause) hello and welcome to the show.. as you all know im lanney.. (cheesey smile) today on the LANNEY show we will be discussing poop.. its a very disgusting thing that dogs like to leave around the house as presents.. for their feathered friends..hhheee haha.. im gonna go.. that was pointless..</content>
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    <title>bfs62791 @ 2005-03-05T11:40:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-05T17:02:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-05T17:05:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok i havent updated for four whole days.. and i used to update every single day no matter what.. oh well.. i just got side tracked with other things and didnt really have the urge to write a journal entry but i obviously did now or i wouldnt be sitting here.. anyway yea.. so im gonna listen to some wonderful music.. and now i am going to make a play list so in a while i will make a long... drawn out entry of what has been going on in the past four days because i dont want to leave the entry just open while i am making the music thing because i willl end up accidently exiting out of it then i will have to type it all again.. bye breast friends..</content>
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    <title>journal entries are fun..</title>
    <published>2005-03-01T13:26:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-01T13:26:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>blink 182- 8675309</lj:music>
    <content type="html">wooo hoo well its eight o nine in the morning and we dont have school today.. horrah.. devin is upstairs sleeping and i have lots of energy for some reason so i chose to stay down here on the computer and anyway its cold up there.. so i choose warmness downstairs... my room is always cold but usually i have the little heater on but i didnt put it on last nite because devin and i chose to sleep on the air matress but devin usualy sleeps down there by herself but i chose to sleep down there too.. because well air matresses are the most comfortable freaking things ever.. and it was and excuse to use my new sleeping bag.. anyway back to the heater..i didnt turn it on because i was afraid someone would knock it over and it would lean against the air matress or something and melt it or create fire.. hehee.. and well devin also wanted me to sleep on the matress too because my room is big and she said other side of the room was so empty and she felt like something was over there and it might get her.. hey if i was on the matres by myself i would be feeling the same exact way.. and yea.. i am afraid of the dark.. dont ask.. when i am in an extremely dark hallway or something by myself or with another person.. i panic.. and run extrememly fast until i find a light.. i have losts of irrational fears.. like  im afraid of um.. well lets see.. sometimes at the most random times i will be walking barefoot and then i will afraid that like my feet are going to stick to the floor and i will get stuck there. then they would have to cut the bottom of my feet off to get me out.. then i wouldnt be able to walk.. now what the heck.. how does someone think of these things.. i dont know what my problem is.. i mean how did i think of that.. ha.. anyway.. devin is afraid of my parakeets..i have two.. budgey and rosie. they are very cute.. but devin like freaks out anytime they fly around the house or something.. on time my mom had her friends over.. and the bird flew into the dining room.. and the one girl like jumped under the table and hid there until the bird was gone.. yea.. it was hilarious.. anyway im gonna go goodbye</content>
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    <title>hi ho</title>
    <published>2005-02-28T15:46:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-28T15:46:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.humanforsale.com" title="How much am I worth?"&gt;I am worth $2,028,062.00 on HumanForSale.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow alex is actually worth something .. more than 2 million dollars that test was fun .. u should take it to.. devin was just here but she left.. i got up a 5:50 and checked the school listings and nothing was there so i took a shower then when i cam back i found out that there was a 2 hour delay.. they posted it right after i checked for it.. pft.. then i got up at 8 and got ready then checked again and found out school was closed .. this sucks.. i could have slept in and everything but noooooo... stupid schoool people.. ok well im going to go take more quizzes and watch some lame television shows.. goodbye all..</content>
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    <title>gawwwagagaga WOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOO... DOGGGGYYYYYY .. AHAHAHA.. MOOWAHAHAHA..NENENENENE NONOOOOOO WOOT</title>
    <published>2005-02-28T03:03:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-28T03:16:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">you know i would have made the subject go on forever.. but NOOO theres a limit of how much u can put there.. if there wasnt i alimit i would type my entry in the subject and my subject in the entry part.. just to mess with peoples minds.. eeehhhahdfandf... ok well i have an emmense amount of energy in thy body now.... ooo.. i want to go on a run.. like right now.. put on shoes go out door run down road.. far far.. well know ID RATHER RIDE MY BIKE.. my bike fucking rocks.. haha. and then maybe after that i could um.. i could.. wait let me think.. i could GO FISHING .. oh my gosh that would fucking rock too... ahahaha........... wooooot... and then after i was done fishing i could go to seven springs and teach myself how to snowboard.. then when i finished that i could go tubing a couple times.. and maybe get some of the pizza there from that one little restaraunt becuase it rocks.. behond any other pizza .. EVER.. then when i was done at seven springs i could go ROLLER SKATING.. i havent done that for ever.. you know what i am making a mental note right now to ask kaylie to come to teen skate with me on friday this FRIDAY.. to go roller skating.. its gonna be awsome... then after that i could. make an ICE SCULPURE... ahahaha.a. woooookay... haha.a.....adaj.. im listening to fall out boy.. they rock.. yesarooo. i am listening to dead on arival... goood souuung.. lalalala... u know what.. huh huh do ya.. well i do.. after this i am going to listen to that mix kaylie lent me.. and i am going to listen to madonna.. like a virgin.. ahah.. and i am going to dance. and sing.. quietly of course cause father is in the next room and i dont want him to think i am having a seizure or something .. ya know.. yea.mman.. of course you know..hhhhmm.. ok woow i am reallly energetic as of now.. hehe.. atleast im not sad.. wooo.. you know what im going to do if i dont forget.. im going to french braid my hair.. woow.. AWESOME..  maybe i will where my hair like that tomorrow to school.. and i can feel like a little girl. because when i was little my mom french braided my hair like every other freaking day.. it rocked.. or as cara would say    RaWkEdDdDdDdDdD wow that is hard to do it took me like one minute just to write that because i kept forgetting to capotalize the next letter then i had to backspace.. if i had to write a whole sentence like that i would like take an hour or something.. you all people who are reading this.. i know you think i am being annoying.. because well i am .. so screw u.. well screw that whole madonna idea i am listening to mcr first.. then madonna will be my next priorty then french braids babbbyy... okkk yyeea.. well yeaaa... ok.. im done ... no im not.. hahaha.. ok .. yea .. maybe i am.. ya never know.. anything is possible.. ANYTHING.. ANYTHING.. mooowahahaha.a.. well my sudden mood change is thanks to kaylie and cara.. well kaylie because i talked to her on the phone and i was being very humorous.. then i read caras.. hilarious journal entry. so boo freaking yyaa.. BOOYAA... ok..i feel like running around my room in circles and pretending i am playing the guitar while flying my hair all around.. and jumping on my bed.. and wooooww.. ok and hey its like after ten.. ooo.. i hadnt any idea.. well i shallith be goithing.. no.. soorry for my ranting.. well u know.. i not sorry.. actually im anti sorry.. what now biotches.s... haha alex thinks shes black. ha.. ok goodbye dear friends.. oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.............  &lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOO DOGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.........&lt;br /&gt;GAGAGAAGAGAG....... NENENENENE.............MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEE............DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT...&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHE.EHEHE.. AH. KAJF.AFJLADJFLIAJGLIKJD LA/..... BYE BYE BYE</content>
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    <title>fall out boy- dead on arrival</title>
    <published>2005-02-27T05:42:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-27T05:42:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>take a guess..</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i hope this is the last time&lt;br /&gt;'cause i'd never say no to you&lt;br /&gt;this conversation's been dead on arrival&lt;br /&gt;and there's no way to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;this conversation's been dead on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a rivalry goes so deep between me&lt;br /&gt;and this loss of sleep over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is side one&lt;br /&gt;flip me over&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm not your favorite record&lt;br /&gt;the songs you grow to like never stick at first&lt;br /&gt;so i'm writing you a chorus&lt;br /&gt;and here is your verse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, it's not the last time&lt;br /&gt;'cause i'd never say no to you&lt;br /&gt;this conversation's still dead on arrival&lt;br /&gt;and there's no way to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;when you're dead on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a rivalry goes so deep between me&lt;br /&gt;and this loss of sleep over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is side one&lt;br /&gt;flip me over&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm not your favorite record&lt;br /&gt;the songs you grow to like never stick at first&lt;br /&gt;so i'm writing you a chorus&lt;br /&gt;and here is your...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo!&lt;br /&gt;this is side one&lt;br /&gt;flip me over&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm not your favorite record&lt;br /&gt;so-o-o-o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is side one&lt;br /&gt;flip me over&lt;br /&gt;this is side one&lt;br /&gt;flip me over&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm not your favorite record&lt;br /&gt;the songs you grow to like never stick at first&lt;br /&gt;so i'm writing you a chorus&lt;br /&gt;and here is your verse&lt;br /&gt;here is your...</content>
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    <title>bfs62791 @ 2005-02-27T00:34:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-27T05:31:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-27T05:31:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im ready to break down and cry..</content>
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    <title>bfs62791 @ 2005-02-27T00:26:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-27T05:29:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-27T05:29:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>fall out boy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well on saturday night live they are doing this pretend news show.. and they use real stories but make fun of them.. well anyway the lady was like.. a giant baby was born on friday.. the baby is seventeen pounds.. a giant baby wow.. well yes the mother said she will talk to reports after she is done putting her vagina back together.. ahahaa.. thats hilarious.. and yes i said vagina.. ha.. anyway i found that amusing.. well anyway.. yea.. im not really that sad about my dad .. its really about someone else.. another him.. and well.. lets see.. i hate this person so much.. well i dont hate them.. i dont hate them at all.. i just am very very frustrated with him.. he makes me insane.. he makes me want to cry.. he makes me confused.. frustrated.. depressed.. annoyed.. amused.. feel refected.. he makes me crazy.. he just.. well him... how can i explain this person.. they are the most frustrating thing.. but over all.. i adore him.. i wonder if he cares.. well good nite him.. i love you &amp;lt;/3</content>
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    <title>hufalump..</title>
    <published>2005-02-27T04:32:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-27T04:32:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>mcr</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hmmm hmm hmamamamamamaa.. wow there are some messed up people on this website.. somehow i searched people that have the interest of butler... and i found a lot of live journal people from butler.. and the rest of the people were from butler university and thats not in pennsylvania.. but anyway somehow i clicked this one person and started reading their journal thinking i knew this person.. well it wasnt who i thought it was.. their whole journal was about their love for men and it was a guy.. and well the journal was uhhh lets see i read the beginning of the first entry and decided that was enough for me and there icon was a picture of their butt. yea well ok then.. tonight i watched open water.. it was a good movie.. well not really there was a naked part and i dont like looking at other girls boobs so i decided during that specific part it was a good time for me to play tetris on my phone.. and the rest of the movie was this couple and they got left out in the middle of the ocean and they both get bitten my sharks then the husband dies and the wife lets him float away but as he is floating away his body is eaten my sharks.. then those sharks eat the girl and the movie is over.. how can someone end a movie like that.. ehh.. gosh.. it sucked.. and i watched um.. cellular tonight .. that was an extremely good movie and everyone should go out and rent it right this second eveything about it was great including the hot boy who just happened to be the main character so i got to stare at him the entire movie.. and aside from the guy the entire movie was great.. lovely wonderful.. loverful.. hehe.  anyway.. and it involved no naked people .. which is good.. very good.. especially considering i was watching the movie with my dad.. ha.. anyway.. im in a good mood and today was a good day but tomorrow i have to do homework and uhh i dont want to.. and i am going to go to youth group and its gonna be great we are having this singer guy named dean come to lead worship and we are having a concert type thing and he led worship for the retreat to.. and he is great.. but i dont want to see someone at youth group.. but they probably wont come anyway because they are gay.. and i dont think they like god right now.. which is totally dumb.. because god is the best freaking thing any of us has got.. so they need to grow up.. i love god.. anyway.. im quite energy filled at the moment.. woohoo for me.. and no .. everyone i am not depressed.. i have just been thinking of a lot of things lately.. and someone in perticular is making me insane.. thats all.. haha.. moowahaha..  well i just talked on the phone with mother for hmm.. 8 minutes and 51 seconds.. it was a rather good conversation and i miss her.. poo.. why did she have to go on a retreat THIS weekend.. dummb.. anyway.. im gonna get some lyrics right this second.. oo well actually a few seconds after i write this then some more seconds for the site to come up so more like in a bunch of seconds..i like sining along to a song and knowing every word.. and yes i am sitting here all alone at my computer singing along to my chemical romance.. quietly that is.. well i just went to the kitchen and got myself a glass of ice water and it is rather great.. well im watching saturday night live.. so i will make another entry later .. that is if im up to it.. goodbye non-smokers.. i love shellommmnow.</content>
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    <title>box car racer- i feel so</title>
    <published>2005-02-26T21:17:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-26T21:17:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>box car racer- i feel so</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was brave&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was stronger&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could feel no pain&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was young&lt;br /&gt;I wish I would try&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was honest&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was you not I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause&lt;br /&gt;I feel so mad&lt;br /&gt;I feel so angry&lt;br /&gt;I feel so callous&lt;br /&gt;So lost, confused again&lt;br /&gt;I feel so cheap&lt;br /&gt;So used, unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was smart&lt;br /&gt;I wish I made cures for&lt;br /&gt;How people are&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had power&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could leave&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could change the world&lt;br /&gt;For you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause&lt;br /&gt;I feel so mad&lt;br /&gt;I feel so angry&lt;br /&gt;I feel so callous&lt;br /&gt;So lost, confused again&lt;br /&gt;I feel so cheap&lt;br /&gt;So used, unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause&lt;br /&gt;I feel so mad&lt;br /&gt;I feel so angry&lt;br /&gt;I feel so callous&lt;br /&gt;So lost, confused again&lt;br /&gt;I feel so cheap&lt;br /&gt;So used, unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so mad&lt;br /&gt;I feel so angry&lt;br /&gt;I feel so callous&lt;br /&gt;So lost, confused again&lt;br /&gt;I feel so cheap&lt;br /&gt;So used, unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the lyrics to this song so i felt the need to put them in here..</content>
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    <title>hoodle</title>
    <published>2005-02-26T20:21:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-26T20:21:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>no music.. just sweet sixteen</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hey hey hey.. well its three and i am here at my house.. specificly in my bedroom.. and i havent left it yet except to go to the kitchen or the bathroom.. my dad isnt here.. he took one of his friends to emlenton or something to get a part for his car.. yea.. im glad hes not here but not glad that i have absolutley nothing to do..i want to go to the concert tonight with devin.. but she is bringing evan and it would be very awkward.. but i want to in the worst way.. just if i could find someone else to come with me so that i dont have to stand around while devin talks to evan and ignores me.. so maybe i will just stay home.. again..g o s h.. this sucks.. anyway.. maybe someone will CALL me.. hint hint.. ha.. anyway..i feel yucky i am going to go take a shower.. i shall be back soonish or later.. goodbye all..</content>
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    <title>hi ho cried the merry dwarfs.. its off to the woods we are.. we like to stay but time is short..</title>
    <published>2005-02-26T04:25:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-26T04:25:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>notta music now.. after medical investigation though..</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well today started out very awfully but the rest of it was ok.. this morning as i was sitting down on a chair in holding room the seat was very cold and very wet and very muddy.. and i stood up right away and felt my whole butt wet.. and dirty.. someone must have rested their feet there or something before i came in.. thanks a lot to them... well after that i went up to mrs.viatori and i was like well i just sat in crap and well look and i showed her my butt and she signed my agenda and she told me to go dry it off with the hand drier. then she felt the need to tell me a little story of when something similar happened to her.. wasting my valuable butt drying time between holding room and homeroom.. well anyway after her lovely story i went up to the second floor bathroom.. i dont know why i didnt go on the first floor i guess im just used to going up there for holding room... well anyway i held my jacket around my butt so no one would think i peed myself.. well when i got in the bathroom i had to figure out how to get my rear to reach the freaking hand drier.. because well i am rather short.. thank god no one walked in.. there i am standing in front of the hand drier with my leg arched up and my butt stuck up out in the air right at the hand drier soaking wet.. now picture you not knowing who i am and walking in on me.. god they would probably think i was humping it or something.. thank god no one is allowed to go in the bathroom during holdingroom.. oh yea and i had to sneak past the teachers in the hall to get in there.. i walked right in front of them really slow and as they turned to talk i ran in the bathroom.. i wonder where they think i went .. i dont know.. oh well.. well anway i just wasted a whole lot of time telling of my butt.. well anyway in the end my butt was dry and i was happy.. yea.. well the rest of the day was pretty much the same old.. except for swimming.. that was so great.. we got on the boogy boards and did widths and lengths in the pool.. we did a whole bunch of them.. my legs were rather sore but it felt so great just to be doing something.. yay for swimming and gym.. and as you all can see i have an improved mood from last nites entry.. and kaylie did u seriously cry.. i cant believe you did.. o gosh.. anyway i love you kaylie and i love u cara lots and lots as much as lots of love can be.. hmm i love you guys as many times as there are grains of sand.. hehe.. anyway.. im thinking of making an entry on myself.. well let me explain.. just a long list of me.. things i like things i dislike.. so on and so fourth.. i think it will open me up more and let people get to know me more.. because yea.. and i think by doing that i would find some things out about myself to.. well medical investigation is over.. and it was a very good one.. i love that show.. almost as much as i love kaylie and cara.. ha.. anyway.. i wish i could have done something tonight with someone.. but no.. i would feel bad leaving my dad.. anyway.. we watched some movies and watched a special edition of funniest home videos and it was two  hours long.. i love that show.. lots and lots.. it was soo great.. devins brother is having a concert tomorrow and devin might go and she said i could come if i wanted.. it kinda seemed a little like she didnt want me to come.. but its her fault if i do because she invited me.. so therefore im going.. that is if i get enough courage to ask thy father. and i cant have my mom ask for me because she is at a retreat a couple hours away... well my moms house is three doors down from my dads house.. and she said that if he really upsets me i can just go home.. but how can i do that when shes not there.. pft.. she said that she could go to court and i wouldnt have to come to my dads house at all anymore.. i couldnt do that.. it would be so mean and selfish and bleh.. she said i dont even have to go if i dont want to right now because im old enough that court people say that i am responsible or mature enough to make my own decision.. yup yup.. well maybe my mom can just make it so i dont have to go to my dads house as much.. yea that would be good.. she said she could do that too.. hmm... im going to go change the channel because the news are on and they are boring me.. well after some serious channel surfing i have decided on fresh prince of bell air.. or however it is spelled.. horrah for me.. or woot woot as i usually sayy.. i dont even know where woot woot came from .. i just seemed to use it once and now i over use it.. alrighty sirr.. ok then.. well cara is a hunk a hunk a love.. or a love machine.. or well i dont know.. she is tossling two men.. ha.. we had a conversation of this through notes during english.. i think mrs.viatori pretended not to let us know that she saw us.. because we were being noisy and such.. but yea.. we were supposed to be watching a movie.. ok well i really havent talked to anyone about this one particular person and i really need to talk.. and when alex is too shy to share her feelings with her  closest friend she writes it in here.. then the whole world can read it.. i dont make much sense.. oh well.. well anyway  this person is driving freaking nuts.. i like them so much but well they are so confusing one week they love you to death.. the next week they dont call you for an entire week.. and they say they are depressed but wont tell my why.. gee thanks a lot.. and i saw this particular person the other day and they talked to me for like 5 minutes then ignored me the rest of the time.. i mean if you dont like me tell me.. you fagget.. dont lead me on.. then ignore me then not call me for forever and just pft.. gosh i would be much happier right now knowing that they didnt like me rather that thinking hmm.. do they hate me .. what did i do.. or are they just really busy.. goooooddddd... uhhh... seriously.. i am going nuts.. and i dont know what to do.. what do i do.. do i call them.. do i afjkaljdfkhaflk nvjkcvg;klfdam .mf.adsmfa                     GOD................  ok then.. well im done i guess i cant type much about this person without saying their name and explaining everything so therefor im not going to finish the rest.. i guess i could make that part a private entry or something so only my friends could read it but i dont know how.. so therefor im not going to.. anwyay my arm hurts from typing so i am going to go.. maybe i will make another entry later.. or in the morning when i wake up.. and my dad thinks i am still sleeping.. well i love you all.. even if you dont love me.. and well goodbye dear ones..</content>
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    <title>lalala</title>
    <published>2005-02-25T03:14:36Z</published>
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    <lj:music>fall out boy- my heart is the worst kind of weapon</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well hmm.. today was an ok day.. i guess.. nothing bad happened and it was rather boring.. but i almost cried like 3 times.. but i didnt.. i dont even know why i was going to cry.. well i do know why i would cry.. but i dont know.. i probably should cry.. it would make me feel so much better.. any time i am sad or bleh.. after i cry i feel better.. i think i might cry.. right now.. but for some reason im not.. this is so weird earlier when i was thinking..i almost started crying and definentaly didnt want to .. but now that i kind of want to just so i can feel better i have absolutley no urge to cry whatso ever.. maybe i am all better.. oh well.. im just sad because well a lot has been going on.. no one else probably thinks its much.. but to me it just makes me sad.. i guess. well my dad he just makes me so angry.. and annoyed.. and i dont want to be at his house right now.. but i have to come.. if i dont he wont think i love him and that would just hurt him so much.. but i cant stand being here.. it is so depressing because he never does anything we just sit around all day long.. and it makes me very bleh.. i mean we go nowhere.. i think he is depressed but he doesnt show it.. and then he is so annoying he always tries to make funny jokes and they are not funny and well i cant tell him that so i just say uh huh.. and i feel really bad because i dont want to hurt his feelings and i am just so worried about everyone elses feelings i should start caring about myself.. i mean all the things he has done in my life.. i mean.. he should be happy i even talk to him.. for what he has done to me.. you dont even know.. i never tell anyone.. he hurt me emotionally.. some people abuse people physically.. well not him.. he abuses people emotionally.. and i dont know if anyone understands what that means but i do.. i mean he is so imature. and he is my FATHER.. my god.. like when i was little if it was his weekend for me to come to his house and i wanted to go somewhere with my mom instead.. he would yell at me and be like fine then i wont pick you up at all.. i was four freaking years old.. my god.. and like anytime my mom had a boyfriend i was never allowed to like them because my dad thought i would want them to be my father instead.. my god.. what is wrong with him.. he has serious issues..ok yes.. now i am definentaly crying.. and guess what.. IT FELT GREAT..  just to get it all out.. and there is much much more i would like to say in here but it involves someone who possibly reads this journal... therfore i can not write about them.. because then i would hurt their feelings. but they dont care about my feelings.. ahhhhh.. i just want to screamm.. poo on everyone.. not everyone.. everyone except for kaylie, devin, cara, andrea, lindsey, and mandy..and other people but i cant think right now as u can see im a mess...  i like them.. everyone else.. screw you.. well not everyone.. but u know what i am getting at.. and oh my god.. that freaking school we have to go to.. all those people there make me want to i dont know.. but i just dislike many many of them.. i dont understand how some people feel the need to make fun of other people.. when i see people doiing that i just want to run up to them and punch them.. but could u picture me beating anyone up.. NO.. i would end up in intensive care.. haha.. and anyway i would never hit anyone that is so gay.. but poo people just dont understand.. they think they are so great.. so much better than everyone .. well screw them.. goshhhhhhhhh.. and bleh.. i needed to type this really really bad... yes and now that i did i am happy.. ok so this morning on the bus i was acting completely regular.. i was in a good mood and everything and i was happy and just laughing and everything.. and devin was like your depressed.. and i was like a little bit sad but not really depressed... but i wouldnt tell her why because she wouldnt understand i mean she has like the perfect family.. not perfect of course.. but her parents have always been christians and they rarely ever sware and so on.. but yea.. i hear the f word a lot.. yea.. well anyway she probably wouldnt know what to say to me if i told her everything.. and i mean EVERYTHING.. because she has experienced absolutely nothing that i have.. and well yea.. and why would i pour my guts out to her on the bus.. with everyone else around i would probably start crying and everything.. and im not good at sitting down and telling someone everything.. not one of my friends knows what my life used to be like.. i dont think im ready to tell anyone yet. but someday god will give me the courage.. hopefully that day is soon.. ok well i am crying.. once again.. and god i cant talk on the phone to my friends when i am here either because i sit in my room and my dad can hear everything i am saying.. and then when i close the door. hes like ooo dont you want me to hear.. im like no.. i just like it shut.. but really im thinking.. NO DAD I DONT WANT YOU TO HEAR.. PLEASE GIVE ME SOME FREAKING SPACE.. WHEN YOU WERE A TEENAGER DID YOU WANT TO SPEND EVERY SECOND OF YOUR FREE TIME WITH YOUR PARENTS.. FUCK NO.. thank you.. please forgive me for swearing.. i rarely ever do.. but this is a special event.. ok well im going to go to my homework and do sit ups and such.. because as you can see i need to get rid of some anger and energy.. and hey maybe my abs will get tight.. eventually.. ha thats a thought.. anyway good nite to all.. sry for my rambling.. please pray for me.. and im not joking.. after you read this.. please say a prayer for me.. i need it.. good bye</content>
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    <title>poem bo boem .. fee fi fo foem.. POEM..</title>
    <published>2005-02-24T03:29:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-24T03:29:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Black is the color of restless nights&lt;br /&gt;bombarded by morning lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tossing and turning as she cries&lt;br /&gt;all she thinks about are the lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lies that broke her oh so perfect life&lt;br /&gt;they left her, left her wiht only strife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she sits alone wide awake&lt;br /&gt;only to find an immense mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a dreadful thought enters her head&lt;br /&gt;as she tosses in her bitter, gloomy, lonesome bed\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like to add to it.. but am too lazy to doo so now.. good bye</content>
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    <title>booga booga</title>
    <published>2005-02-24T03:24:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-24T03:24:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hello to all.... well today was a good day i guess... yea.. but kaylie forgot the cd .. shame on her.. i still love her to death though.. she shall bring it tomorrow.. well lets see. tomorrow chorus from the high school is coming to our school for a concert.. and yes i get to get out of 2nd period.. english.. woot woot for me.. ahh man no mrs.viatori.. im gonna go cry.. anyway.. thank god i dont have to go.. we are watching this movie it is good and all.. but it is a musical so if u are watching this movie and some somewhat interesting part happens or something serious happens.. they break out in song and start dancing around on trash cans and dumsters and such.. so it ruins the mood.. and haha.. today ben.. the other ben.. jason.. and sam.. were all very sucked into the movie.. i looked over at them and like all of their mouths were hanging open and they were very interested in the movie.. i dont know why though.. you think the guys would be the ones that would think the movie is gay and the girls would like it a little bit since the movie has all these guys in it.. maybe the guys in my class are a tad too feminine... yea .. or they just have secret thoughts about 13  year old boys from the 1920's with their shirts off dancing and singing on dumsters about their hard knock lives or whatever.. ha.. oh yea the movie is called newsies and it is about the boys from the twenties who sell the newspapers.. why are we learning about immigrants in english anyway.. poo.. we are also learning about native americans.. both at the same time.. makes no sense... anyway.. well that art class thing my mom felt the need to sign me up for.. i secret have to admit.. dont tell my mom this.. but it wasnt that bad at all. the teacher lady is really nice and she has really awesome jewelry and i think i am going to like her.. but she is just a tad bit upity.. if you know what i mean.. but.. she is taking us to a vintage clothes store in a few weeks.. how awesome is that going to be.. EXTREMELY AWESOME.. anyway.. i realized that in all my journal entries up until now i have been spelling awesome wrong.. i just dont like that e in between the w and s.. so therefore maybe i wont spell it like that.. i think its funny when people take the time to spell check their journal entries.. waste of time.. i mean even if u do spell something wrong .. the person that is reading it probably understands what you are trying to say.. unless they are total morons.. there is this girl who does the anouncment.. i dont really have a problem with her.. because well i have never talked to her.. but all these people hate her and her name is jen moran.. and people call her jen moron... i find it humorous.. she is a tad bit annoying on the announcements.. but cara is also on the announcements.. go her.. she rocks.. and does a wonderful job and isnt even annoying.. i swear they have the gayest people do the announcements.. they perpousely pick the people that read extremely slow..or extremely fast.. or dont know how to read at all.. or sound annoying.. or smile way too much.. or they like glare into the camera when they arent reading... and you have to wonder if they are like sending death wishes out to all of us.. and then there are the people who show absolutely no emotion at all.. and just sit there and they look like robots.. they read their announcement stare into the camera when they arent reading and they dont move.. at all.. yea and then there are the people that sit there and move around the entire time.. playing with their hair.. touching their face.. picking their nose.. scratching their butt.. so on and so fourth.. well i am done complaining about the announcements.. well i think i am going to post a poem in here in my next entry.. its pretty depressing.. its not that i was depressed when i wrote it.. i had to write it for mrs.viatori.. and i got a hundred percent on it.. and it flows kind of.. but it makes sense.. and i am just a tad bit proud that i can actually write a quarter decent poem.. yes.. well i must be going.. i have to post my poem.. finiish  my five paragraph essay for u guessed it.. mrs.viatori.. and i have to umm i forget.. well i should probably go to bed eventually... to all a good nite..</content>
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    <title>lardylardylardylardy LAR</title>
    <published>2005-02-22T21:19:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-22T21:19:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sexual healing.. ahaha..</lj:music>
    <content type="html">all i need is some sexual healing.. ahaha.. if u have seen the movie italian job u find it humorous that i am listening to this song... if not u find it to be extremely odd that i am listening to a song named.. sexual healing.. anyway.. today was good day .. today=good.. but i was sad.. kaylie wasnt there.. she sucks.. look at my smiley.. hehe i love it.. for my mood.. it is oo lala.. the original mood for that smiley is horny.. and im not horny.. but i thought that smiley was so great.. so i change my mood to oo lala.. i dont know what that mean.. my mom just hung up on me.. i was mad at her.. because she signed me up for an art class.. a fashion design class.. its gonna be so dumb.. it might be good.. but i dont want to go.. she didnt even ask me if i wanted to go.. she is forcing me to go.. i told her she could drop me off but i would just leave.. but i probably wont.. it would be fun to wander around main street for an hour and a half every wednesday.. anyway.. kaylie might take the class with me to take away from the boredom.. woot woot.. there is also a yoga class... i would rather be taking that.. it justs sounds fun.. i mean yoga.. doesnt yoga just sound fun.. i think it sounds awesome.. go yoga.. anyway 8675309 .. wooooohooo.. ok well debevin should be calling soon so she can come over to my house.. yayayaya.. 8675209.. me listening to that song now..gooood song... yea well im gonna go unload the dishwasher.. call devin.. and um... theres something elsee that i wanted to do but i forget .. ok bye</content>
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