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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 19 Jan 2009 12:31:16 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Rules:<br />Go to urbandictionary.com and type in your answers to the following questions.<br />Post the first definition it gives you.<br />Tag 3 people.<br /><br /><br />1.) Your name?<br />Ana<br />Not a petname for Anorexia. A cutesey name for self-induced starvation. Most often used by girls on xanga and myspace who don't really have an eating disorder but like to pretend. It's girls who want to shed a few pounds, who post how many calories they consumed that day and how many sit ups they did in order to try asnd prove they are anorexic. Real anorexics struggle with the disease and aren't ust trying to lose a few pounds. Real anorexics aren't proud.<br />Ana girls think that starvation is beautiful, glamourous, a lifestyle. They're annoying, bitchy, and an insult to any girl who has really struggled with anorexia nervosa.<br />"Ana" is a friend who "consumes" them who makes them skinny.<br />Friends with mia girls.<br />Role Models are the olsen twins and Nicole Richie <br />>>; <br /><br />2.) Your age?<br />15<br />"Any girl under eighteen who lies about her age. Closley related to the term jailbait but more devious."<br /><br />3.) One of your friends?<br />Sammy<br />the sexiest man you will ever see. a pimp, someone who has a huge penis, and is a master at numerous sexual positions. to hump. Complete opposite of jose<br /><br />4.) What should you be doing?<br />Sleeping<br />To masturbate furiously in your room while praying that your grandma doesn't come in. <br /><br />5.) Favorite color?<br />Pink<br />slang reference to the vagina <br /><br />6.) Birthplace?<br />Los Angeles <br />I did the second definition because the first was way too long.<br /><br />A massive tangle of highways and roads, also rumoured to contain people and houses. <br /><br />7.) Month of your birth?<br />November<br />The most popular form of rain when getting married to a hot and sexy rockstar.<br /><br />8.) Last person you talked to?<br />Brittany <br />A girl that commonly gets mistaken for a slut or being easy, but often is a smart and beautiful person. She knows what she is talking about and can be very wise. <br /><br />9.) One of your nicknames?<br />Anita<br />The village bicycle. A complicated enigma, she manages to be a prude and a tease at the same time.<br /><br />aka flippin' hot!!! <br /><br />10.) Tagging?<br />No thanks.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>This is not a valentine; it's a massacre</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 11:58:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Info<br />[5'4'' exactly] I am shorter than 5'4''.<br />[x] I think I'm ugly sometimes.<br />[ ] I have many scars.<br />[x] I tan easily.<br />[x] I wish my hair was a different color.<br />[ ] I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.<br />[ ] I have a tattoo.<br />[x] I am self-conscious about my appearance.<br />[x] I have/I've had braces.<br />[x] I wear glasses.<br />[x] I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free<br />[x] I've been told I'm attractive by a complete stranger.<br />[x] I have more than 2 piercings.<br />[ ] I have piercings in places besides my ears.<br />[ ] I have freckles.<br /><br />Family/Home Life<br />[x] I've sworn at my parents.<br />[x] I've run away from home.<br />[ ] I've been kicked out of the house.<br />[x] My biological parents are together.<br />[ ] I have a sibling less than one year old.<br />[x] I want to have kids someday.<br />[ ] I've lost a child.<br /><br />School/Work<br />[x] I'm in school<br />[ ] I have a job<br />[x] I've fallen asleep at work/school.<br />[x] I almost always do my homework.<br />[x] I've missed a week or more of school.<br />[x] I've been on the Honor Roll within the last 2 years.<br />[ ] I failed more than 1 class last year<br />[ ] I've stolen something from my job<br />[x] I've been fired<br /><br />Embarrassment<br />[x] I've slipped out an "lol" in a spoken conversation.<br />[ ] Disney movies still make me cry.<br />[x] I've peed from laughing.<br />[x] I've snorted while laughing.<br />[x] I've laughed so hard I've cried.<br />[ ] I've glued my hand to something.<br />[ ] I've had my pants rip in public.<br /><br />Health<br />[ ] I was born with a disease/impairment<br />[ ] I've gotten stitches/staples.<br />[x] I've broken a bone<br />[x] I've had my tonsils removed.<br />[x] I've sat in a doctor's office/emergency room with a friend.<br />[x] I've had my wisdom teeth removed.<br />[ ] I had a serious surgery.<br />[ ] I've had chicken pox.<br />[ ] I've had measles<br /><br />Traveling<br />[x] I've driven over 200 miles in one day.<br />[x] I've been on a plane.<br />[x] I've been to Canada.<br />[ ] I've been to Mexico.<br />[x] I've been to Niagara Falls.<br />[ ] I've been to Japan.<br />[ ] I've celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans.<br />[ ] I've been to Europe.<br />[ ] I've been to Africa.<br /><br />Experiences<br />[x] I've gotten lost in my city.<br />[x] I've seen a shooting star.<br />[x] I've wished on a shooting star<br />[x] I've seen a meteor shower.<br />[x] I've gone out in public in my pajamas.<br />[x] I've pushed all the buttons on an elevator.<br />[x] I've kicked a guy where it hurts.<br />[x] I've been to a casino.<br />[ ] I've been skydiving.<br />[ ] I've gone skinny dipping.<br />[x] I've played spin the bottle.<br />[ ] I've drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour.<br />[ ] I've crashed a car.<br />[x] I've been Skiing.<br />[x] I've been in a play.<br />[ ] I've met someone in person from myspace.<br />[x] I've caught a snowflake on my tongue.<br />[ ] I've seen the Northern lights.<br />[x] I've sat on a roof top at night.<br />[x] I've played chicken.<br />[x] I've played a prank on someone.<br />[x] I've ridden in a taxi.<br />[x] I've seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.<br />[x] I've eaten sushi.<br />[x] I've been snowboarding.<br /><br />Relationships<br />[x] I'm single<br />[ ] I'm in a relationship<br />[ ] I'm engaged.<br />[ ] I'm married.<br />[ ] I've gone on a blind date.<br />[ ] I've been the dumped more than the dumper.<br />[x] I miss someone right now.<br />[x] I have a fear of abandonment.<br />[ ] I've gotten divorced.<br />[x] I've had feelings for someone who didn't have them back.<br />[ ] I've told someone I loved them when I didn't.<br />[ ] I've told someone I didn't love them when I did.<br />[ ] I've kept something from a past relationship.<br />[ ] I've had a crush on someone of the same sex.<br />[ ] I've had a crush on a teacher.<br />[x] I am a cuddler.<br />[ ] I've been kissed in the rain.<br />[x] I've hugged a stranger.<br />[ ] I have kissed a stranger.<br /><br />Honesty/Crime<br />[x] I've done something I promised someone else I wouldn't.<br />[x] I've done something I promised myself I wouldn't.<br />[x] I've snuck out of my house.<br />[x] I have lied to my parents about where I am.<br />[ ] I am keeping a secret from the world.<br />[x] I've cheated while playing a game.<br />[x] I've cheated on a test.<br />[ ] I've run a red light.<br />[ ] I've been suspended from school.<br />[ ] I've witnessed a crime.<br />[x] I've been in a fist fight.<br />[ ] I've been arrested.<br /><br />Drugs/Alcohol<br />[x] I've consumed alcohol.<br />[ ] I regularly drink.<br />[ ] I've passed out from drinking.<br />[ ] I have passed out drunk at least once in the past 6 months.<br />[x] I've smoked weed.<br />[ ] I've taken painkillers when I didn't need them.<br />[ ] I've eaten shrooms.<br />[ ] I've popped E.<br /... ]]></description>
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                <title>A mix of everything?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 18 Oct 2008 14:04:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~Theater Kid~<br />[x] Ever been in a School play?<br />[x] Have you ever seen a Broadway/West End show?<br />[x] Seen more than 10 shows?<br />[x] Have you ever been/Are you in school shows?<br />[ ] Does your current job involve theater in some way?<br />[ ] Want to end up working in/for theater?<br />[x] Can you recite all of the lyrics to your favorite play/musical?<br />[x] Do you break out into random songs whenever/wherever?<br />[x] Do you like the Sound of Music?<br />[x] Did you like the Broadway show?<br /><br />~Redneck~<br />[ ] Do you have a couch in your front yard or porch?<br />[x] Do you drive a four-wheeler?<br />[x] Do you ride four-wheelers?<br />[x] Do you like to get dirty?<br />[x] Do you like country music?<br />[ ] Do you have a broken car in your back yard?<br />[ ] Do you own a cowboy hat?<br />[ ] Do you live on more than 1 acres?<br />[ ] Do you have more then 4 different animals at your home?<br />[ ] Do you watch Larry the Cable Guy movies?<br /><br />~Goth~<br />[ ] Do you wear black eyeliner?<br />[ ] Is most of your clothing dark?<br />[ ] Do you think about death often?<br />[ ] Do you want to die?<br />[ ] Are you a social outcast?<br />[x] Are you pale?<br />[x] Do you own something from Hot Topic?<br />[x] Do you enjoy Tim Burton movies?<br />[ ]Are you mean?<br /><br />~Punk~<br />[ ] Can you skateboard?<br />[x] Do you wear Vans, dcs, converse, ect.?<br />[x] Do you do stupid stuff with your friends?<br />[ ] Have you gotten in trouble with the Cops?<br />[x] Do you watch the x-games?<br />[x] Do you have any piercings?<br />[ ] Do you like/wear a mohawk?<br />[x] Do you wear Band t-shirts?<br />[ ] Are you a rebel without a cause?<br />[ ] Have you called someone a poseur recently?<br />[ ] Does it piss you off when people say poser instead of poseur?<br /><br />~Prep~<br />[x] Do you say the word "like" a lot?<br />[ ] Do you shop at Hollister/Abercrombie&Fitch/AE/Aero?<br />[ ] Do the people in Hot Topic scare you?<br />[x] Do you laugh a lot?<br />[ ] Have/do you watch LAGUNA BEACH?<br />[ ] Do you like pop music?<br />[ ] Do you want/have a little dog?<br />[x] Do you smile a lot?<br />[ ] Do you hang out with your friends alot?<br />[x] Do you always carry a purse/wallet?<br /><br /><br />~Hippie~<br />[x] Is your hair long?<br />[x] Do you own a tye-dye shirt?<br />[x] Do you want to save the animals?<br />[x] Do you think war is unnecessary?<br />[x] Do you like classic rock and trippy music?<br />[x] Have you ever participated in a protest?<br />[ ] Have you ever been overcome with a desire to hug a tree?<br />[ ] Do you play a ukulele or os?<br />[ does hookah count?] Do/have you ever smoked the peace pipe?<br />[ ] Do you wear a peace sign around your neck?<br />[x] Do you just sit in the grass with your friends and play guitar?<br /><br />~Gangsta~<br />[ ] Do you act ghetto?<br />[ ] Do you wear do-rags?<br />[x] Do you like hip-hop?<br />[x] Was Tupac truly the greatest rapper in the world?<br />[ ] Do you believe he's alive?<br />[ ] Do you like afros?<br />[x] Have you ever said "Fo Shizzle"?<br />[ ] Do you like to dance?<br />[ ] Do you own any Baby Phat or G-Unit?<br /><br />~Emo~<br />[x] Do you cry often?<br />[x] Do you wear hoodies?<br />[x] Do you like hard music?<br />[ ] Do people not understand you?<br />[x] Do you write your own poems?<br />[ ] Ever dyed your hair red, black or dark?<br />[x] Have you ever cut yourself?<br />[ ] Are you LONELY?<br />[ ] Do you like ohio is for lovers by Hawthorne Heights?<br />[x] Do you think a lot?<br /><br />~Surfer~<br />[ ] Do you surf?<br />[x] Do you wear flip flops year-round?<br />[ ] Is your hair shaggy?<br />[x] Do you wake up before 6 every morning?<br />[x] Do you own any pairs of shorts?<br />[ ] Are you tan?<br />[x] Do you want to be at the beach right now?<br />[x] Do you hate tourists?<br /><br /><br />~Geek~<br />[x] Do you wear glasses?<br />[x] Do you get good grades?<br />[x] Do you use an inhaler?<br />[ ] Do you stick pens and calculators into your shirt pockets?<br />[ ] Does your mom pick out your clothes?<br />[x] Are you on the computer often?<br />[ ] Do you ever get picked on?<br />[x] Do you look forward to going to school?<br />[ ] Are you shy around the opposite sex?<br />[x] You play video games?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Journal Alive!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 14:39:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Does anyone here have a Livejournal? If so, hit me up! Just make sure I know who you are on here. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br /><br /><a href="http://byebyebirdie58.livejournal.com/">[link]</a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I'm Alive</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 07 Mar 2008 12:51:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm here. Thought I'd share something I whipped up a while ago. It's quite true and now that I look at it, kind of funny.<br /><br />Over the past few months IÂve lost about four people I truly loved. It began in July with my cousin, Will and continued on until November. Maybe it started before that with my friendÂs suicide. People died, people moved, and shit hit the fan. Whatever happened to them I think I can say I have a few people I miss. In these few months since July IÂve found that thereÂs no reason to dwell on the past. Sure, I can remember them.; why the hell not? I loved them and I still do. But the difference is how I remember them. IÂm not going to sit in my own corner all my life dwelling on when they were I alive. IÂm still alive. However, that doesnÂt mean there arenÂt people that are alive that I miss. I think IÂll tell you about him.<br /><br />If my town is a druggie town, you should see Fairfield. If we buy weed, they order it by the ton. Am I exaggerating? Maybe a little. But my point is that if my town is Stonerville, Fairfield is Stone City.<br /><br />John Peterson moved from Fairfield to our humble town of Stepford wife wannabes, commuting business men, and suburban kids who listened to rap in May of 2007. And whoÂs to say that Jackie wasnÂt amongst them? Oh, he was. His underwear? Everyday I could tell you what color they were because his jeans hung so low. His walk? Like a caveman with a bad limp. It was only a matter of time before he got grillz and started free-versing in the hallway.<br /><br />Other than the fact that John Peterson was a ghetto wannabe, he was a stoner of the worst kind. The kind that smelled. I had the great misfortune of sharing each core class with John and sitting across from him in science during the first half of my eighth grade year. Oh, Lord, did he smell. If youÂve ever smelled weed, itÂs a sickly-sweet grassy smell -- almost herbal. He smelled of stale weed, vodka, and to cover it up, Tag Body Spray for Men. Honestly, if youÂre going to get high, for GodÂs sake, go get high and then take a shower. DonÂt try and cover it up like that.<br /><br />Regardless of how he smelled, I had to suffer through it every single damned day. At lunch heÂd steal my chips -- how do I know? You could almost smell where heÂd been. The worst, though was science class. For my first quarter I sat with Stevie Carson, Johnny Klien, and John Peterson. Now, let the record say that John never had any misfortune in looks. He was damn hot. Stevie was quite aware of this fact, seeing as she giggled at his jokes, stared at him with no shame, and always let him cheat on tests.<br /><br />Now, IÂm I care a hell of a lot about my grades, but IÂm not always above letting someone have the answers on lab questions and the likes. That is, someone who I like. That is, not John Peterson. To compensate for my apparent bitchyness for not letting him cheat, John amused himself and Stevie by pushing Johnny off of his stool and throwing staples at me. I got back at him by breaking a pencil or something of his. It became a battle of the immaturity. Whoever came out most immature and most pissed off won; or lost. It's really either way you look at it, I suppose.<br /><br />Our little battle raged on until early November when one day John and one of his stoner friends decided to deal in the courtyard. Real smart, boys. It was something of a sight, actually. I was sitting in the back of the courtyard with some friends when we saw the vice principal come out with the school security guard. John split -- except, oh, wait, where the hell are you gonna go in the middle of a courtyard with two men who are about the size of bouncers following you? Yeah, not far.<br /><br />John got sent to the principle's, arrested, sent to rehab, came back to Fairfield to live with his dad in January and started back again. ItÂs kind of sad, really. He was really smart -- I could tell since I had all my classes with him. He was brilliant in math. ItÂs just a shame that he wasted it all on pot and drinking.<br /><br />Do you think IÂm crazy that I miss John? I bet you do. ThereÂs a small part of me that had a shameful crush on him. He was cute, had the chance to be brilliant, and he was funny in an annoying way. Since his pot dealing at BMS heÂs been expelled, but we still talk about him. HeÂs something of a legend, really. And I donÂt think IÂm the only one who misses him, either. He provided an entertainment outside of the usual girly-bitch drama in middle school; he made us laugh and I did get some passive, otherwise bottled up aggression out on him. I think itÂs one of those almost guilty entertainments; not like porn where I imagine you feel ashamed and afraid to be caught. More like one of those crappy soaps on TV that somehow air for years. John was a dramady that was so bad that everyone just loved it. So for that, I wish my dramady still aired, but I also wish him the best, wherever... ]]></description>
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                <title>Merry Christmas!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2007 21:51:05 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hairy...Scary...Terry...Larry...Ferry? <br />
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Merry Christmas!<br />
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Many hugs and hoping you get lots of presents! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Lesson Learned: Children Will Repeat Anything</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 22 Dec 2007 13:56:16 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ They really, really do. We were listening to Cocaine Blues in the car with my sister, mom, and my cousin earlier today. My five year old cousin. We didn't think anything of it, really. It's quite funny hearing a five year old say "I took a shot of propane" and try and keep up with the song. But then when we got home, Joshie ran to my aunt and told her proudly he learned a new song today.<br />
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"Mommy! I learned a new song with Aunt Robin today!"<br />
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"Oh really? What song?"<br />
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And of course, Joshie proudly stated "Propane Blueths!" My uncle nearly coughed a lung laughing, but Beth didn't find it as funny. Before we could stop him, he dove right into the song. "I took a shot of propane and shot my woooooomannnn down!". I think my aunt missed the memo that she won't survive in our family with out a twisted sense of humor.<br />
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Usually that wouldn't be so bad, but now he won't shut up with the damn song. He has to listen to every version I have, too. I no longer have a desire to listen to Johnny Cash or Bob Dylan and that's saying quite a bit. I think we're on our fourth (fifth? I lost count) time listening to it.<br />
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Would it be horrible to wish the lyrics were "I shot my cousin down,"?<br />
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*headdesk*<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Wishing Ya'll a Merry Christmas!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2007 20:28:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I hope you're all have a happy holiday season and as Christmas nears, a merry one! ^^ I'm nearly done with all my Christmas shopping and I've found some darn cool stuff for myself too (like The Beatles Illustrated Lyrics)!<br />
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Merry Christmas and God bless!<br />
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- Ana.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I'm on a roll!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 29 Nov 2007 20:02:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm on a writing roll! Three one-shots down in four days! And I'm editing another one that I'll put up a little later. Woo! ^^<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Happy Belated Birthday to me!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 16 Nov 2007 21:11:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yesh, so my birthday was on the 14th. Woo! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> What did I get? I got a pair of peace sign earrings from my mom, a locket from my sister, a writing journal from my dad, and my brother at least put an effort in by baking me cookies. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> <br />
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I also got a book called Dear America: Letters Home from Vietnam, which I need to start on and M*A*S*H DVDs, seasons one and two from my aunt and uncle. <br />
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Soooo, what did y'all get me? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":p" title=":p (Lick)" /><br />
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Aaaaand, a happy early Thanksgiving to everyone! Go watch some football! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Can I Embarrass Myself Any More?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2007 19:11:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Probably, yes, but for now, I'll pretend I can't. <br />
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So, my best friend's father died on Halloween night from a drug over-dose, and his funeral was today, and it was my first time at a Catholic funeral. My family is half Orthodox Jewish, and half Baptist Christian, while my immediate family- ie, my mom, dad, siblings, and I, are protestant. So, I've been to a Jewish funeral, a Baptist funeral (Southern Baptist at least, involves a lot of singing, hugging, and with my family, football), and a protestant one from my church, which is just a pretty laid back service. But my first Catholic funeral service- or first time inside a Catholic church, was not the greatest experience of my life, to say the least.<br />
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Anyway, I came in with my friend Grace about fifteen minutes late, strike one, and sat on the wrong side of the church, the side for family, when we were supposed to be on friends (though I was actually invited to sit with family.) That was strike two. Then, in the midst of crying, my cell phone went off. And of course, my ring tone is I Wanna Be Sedated- kind of inappropriate seeing as how Bob died. So, I had pretty much everyone in the church staring at me, while I tried to shut my phone off- I thought I'd turned it on vibrate. After that ordeal, we went up for communion, which I've never had, so I didn't know what to do. So, in my typical fashion, I embarrassed the hell out of myself some more, grabbed the wafer, stuffed it in my mouth, and ran before the priest could even bless me. By the time I sat down, my friend Andy had to explain to me that I only had to go up in I was Catholic.<br />
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And actually, by that time, I think I had some people glaring at me. I kind of just buried my head in his lap in played it off like I was sobbing really hard, and I actually poked myself in the eyes to make myself cry. But I couldn't control myself, and I actually laughed out loud. Right in the middle of the service. I don't think I've ever been more embarrassed in my life, and I seem to attract embarrassment.<br />
<br />
So, yeah. I think I just made like the biggest ass out of myself, but it's deffinatley okay, because it's me, and that's what people expect of me.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Too Old to Go Trick or Treating?!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 Oct 2007 19:24:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ No way!!<br />
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So, I think this is my last year of official trick or treating, and I'm pretty sure I'm too old for it. I was gonna sulk and be stupid all day and just watch scary movies and read Stephen King, but my friends wouldn't allow it. I'm kind of pissed because they're ruining my night alone, but I'll have to thank them later. =3 <br />
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So, what am I going to be this All Hallows Eve? I was thinking a hippie, or maybe the Barbie no mother buys their daughter. So why not be both? <br />
So, I'm going to be a slutty Barbie hippie. Or maybe a goth hippie Barbie.<br />
I've got this black tube-top dress with a pink skull on it, and these skull earings, so I was thinking I could dye my hair pink and I dunno. Be the "Barbie that didn't make it to the shelves".<br />
I don't know where the hippie comes into play on that though...maybe eco-friendly hair dye? Is there such thing? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=p" title="=p (Razz)" /><br />
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So, happy Halloween! And a happier Mischief Night! ^^ Enjoy your TPing!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Slow Down!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 25 Oct 2007 20:08:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, so I'm honestly trying to get out of this self-pity shit I'm in, but I'm not gonna lie, life flat out sucks right now. I've lost four people in a little over a year, and now my best friend's father, Bob is like legit dying. He was on a bunch of morphine to begin with because he was slowly dying before- but he had a chance of getting better- and so they put him on morphine to keep him out of pain. But because of that, and his past drug use, it kinda messed him up, and he couldn't walk well and whatnot. Well, he finally got hurt pretty bad because of it and he hit his head and got brain damage. So, now his brain in shutting down, and in all honesty they can't do much about it. The worst thing is, my best friend, Christina, hasn't known her dad too well because he's been in and out of rehab and the hospital for a lot of her life, and now when she's finally close to him, he's being taken away from her. That pisses me off. Why get close to people when they leave you? I know, self-pity, but that's what it feels like lately. And I can't take seeing Christina get hurt like this, seeing her own dad die. <br />
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Shit, so I guess I'm just ranting, right? Anyway, enough with all this, until next time.<br />
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Out.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Too Fast. Way Too Fast.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 22 Oct 2007 16:58:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, it's October 22nd. My great-grandma died on the 18th and we left for Tennessee on the 20th. It's been two months since Kathy died and a year since Paul, three months since I lost part of a best friend. I'm not sure what I'm doing anymore. I can't very well just stand there and watch other people kind of get on with their lives while I live with my dead friends, can I? But I'm almost scared to even take another step without something else bad happening. Pretty mellow dramatic, right?<br />
<br />
Out of the dramatics, I suppose.<br />
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I missed two days of school, which is fine with me. We just got home and I'm pretty jet-lagged, even if it's only a one hour's difference.<br />
<br />
For you collage football fans who watched Tennessee get crushed (laugh it up, jerks) by Alabama, we all went to my uncle's house to watch it. He's got a shed out back that's been converted into a bar. No biggie, right? Wrong. <br />
They have more TVs in that one room alone than in my whole house. Five, actually. Not to mention, the kegerator. What is a kegerator you might ask? Only God's gift to those who like to drink it up. A kegerator is a keg- like a legit full-sized keg- that's been put inside of an icebox with a spout coming out of it to get the beer.<br />
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When you have a shed behind your house with three dogs, a kegerator, more Tennessee memorabilia than should be allowed and five TVs, you know you're in Men's Country.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>1,000!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 06 Oct 2007 20:16:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 1,000 pageviews!!!<br />
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W00000t! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> <br />
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Screen shot by <a href="http://waddlypenguin.deviantart.com/.">[link]</a> ^^<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>O. My. Golly. Gosh.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 Oct 2007 18:52:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Uuuuupdate! <br />
<br />
Okay so.<br />
I didn't make it into Will Roger's, which is okay except that one kid who didn't even audition made it in. That pissed me off a little.<br />
But on the 14th I'm trying out for Westport Country Playhouse's A Christmas Carol, just as a caroler. Wiiiiish me luck! : D<br />
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Also, I'm almost at 1,000 pageviews!!! =O<br />
Someone take a screen shot: <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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That's it for now, but I'll update in a whileish. <br />
Adios for now!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>What To Do</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2007 17:05:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm going to be in three musicals and balance a science fair project, a humanity project, and the rest of school. How do I go about that? I'll tell you!<br />
<br />
Audition for Will Roger's Follies tomorrow.<br />
Work out science fair project by Friday. (What the effect of different genera's of music has on people's work)<br />
Worry about Humanity Project when it comes.<br />
Audition for a Christmas Carol.<br />
Drop out of a Christmas Carol in mid. November.<br />
Fail my Science Fair.<br />
Forget my lines in Will Rogers.<br />
Kill someone. <br />
<br />
And there you go!<br />
I'm set for life. <br />
...Noooot. ><<br />
<br />
Would the plea "kill me" be too much?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Taged! =D</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Sep 2007 18:56:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I was tagged! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/o/ohnoes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":ohnoes:" title="Oh Noes!" /><br />
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1. Write these rules.<br />
2. Each "tagged" person must put 8 random facts (preferably interesting) about themselves.<br />
3. The tagged must write a journal about this.<br />
4. At the end of the post, 8 or more are tagged and named.<br />
5.Go to their page and tell them they're cursed.<br />
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1) I am a soprano, but my range is from baritone to soprano. <br />
2) I took flute lessons for three weeks and then quit.<br />
3) I've taken voice lessons for 3 1/2 years.<br />
4) Flan is one of my favorite desserts. <br />
5) I was tagged by Guitaristartist13.<br />
6) I bike six miles everyday. <br />
7) I want to be an author or a journalist. <br />
8) I have my right cartilage pierced. <br />
<br />
And there's eight useless facts about me that took up five minutes of your life. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /> <br />
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<br />
Iiiiiiii tag Sugarbob46, Glass-on-a-Piano, and Taylah-Rae. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/m/mwahaha.gif" width="29" height="15" alt=":evillaugh:" title="EVIL Laughter!" /><br />
Erm...AKA Surgarybob, Eric, and Taylor. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/m/mwahaha.gif" width="29" height="15" alt=":evillaugh:" title="EVIL Laughter!" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>9/11</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 11 Sep 2007 11:11:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, today marks the six years since the Towers fell down. And it marks a lot more. <br />
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I remember around 10:00 people began getting called home early and then at 11:00 school was cut short. Nobody explained why and I had no clue why my carpool was so quiet. But on the way home we stopped by a deli to watch the news and that's when I figured out that something bad was happening, but I still didn't know what. <br />
My dad watched from lower Manhattan from his office as the Towers fell down. It took him three hours just to get on one train and he wasn't able to call home at all. <br />
I also remember my friend Bria coming into school a week later and not talking for the whole day. Later she told me her uncle was one of the people killed in the attack. <br />
I remember our teachers weren't aloud to tell us anything, but most of them did anyway. <br />
I also remember thinking that every time a plain flew over our house or my dad left for work it'd be the last time I saw him. <br />
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What do you remember?<br />
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<a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/f/fd/National_Park_Service_9-11_Statue_of_Liberty_and_WTC_fire.jpg">[link]</a><br />
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The caption on this one says "Collection of photographs of those killed (excluding 92 victims) during the terrorist attacks on September 11, 2001."<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Adolfa</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 27 Aug 2007 21:21:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ That's my new name, and don't you forget it! D<<br />
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Aaaaanyway, I'm dead. Quite literally dead. I've gotten so little sleep lately and I go back to school tomorrow. ....blech. I could rephrase that to Hell, but my parents refuse to transfer me, which is fine 'cause I know we can't afford it, buuuuuut still. I hate my school with a passion. More than I hate the girls there.<br />
<br />
So, I got sidetracked. I was meaning to say it's only like 12:15, and I'm dead already. *:sigh: Off to bed with me!!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Nudge, Nudge, Say No More</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 21 Aug 2007 23:49:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've been watching far too much Monty Python. And I think I'm running a slight fever. It's dropped a little since 12, but still. TT<br />
To top things off, I'm working 13 hours this week, which isn't so bad because I'm being paid $10 an hour, but I'm ready to throw a rock at someone's head. <br />
<br />
But, on the plus side, because I'm so opptomistic, I just ordered Interview With a Vampire and Luuuurve is a Many Trousered Thing from Amazon, which I plan on reading both once I finish Every Visible Thing.<br />
<br />
But on the downside, school's starting in eight days for middle and high school. I'm pretty sure they just shortened my summer by half a month. :sigh:<br />
<br />
Also, I'm sick of going unnoticed with half the crap I do. I put a lot of effort into a short story, and it remains virtually unread, spent 6 hours cleaning my whole house, including the laundry, and nothing, and I cook dinner, and no one says anything. I'd take a vow of silance, but I can't find any paper. <br />
<br />
Another downside is one of the children I babysit has taken a liking to calling me Adolfa Hitler. He's a sweetheart. <br />
<br />
Anyway, it's 2:45, and I, Adolfa, formerly known as Ana, am off to watch more Monty Python. I should be sleeping. I'll check up to reasure you I'm alive. <br />
<br />
- Ana/Adolfa<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>One Last Time</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 Aug 2007 21:29:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I know I've probably journaled your ears off about this matter (that is to assume you read every single one of my journals...I'd like to hope so. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=p" title="=p (Razz)" />) but I'd like to say a few last things about Kathy. <br />
<br />
Durnig the funeral, people began to share their memories of her, and as each person went up, I can honestly say, more than half of what they said, I recalled very well.<br />
<br />
I remembered the time they snuck up outside at about 11:00 while their babysitter was watching a scary movie, and began to bang on the glass and scared her. <br />
<br />
And little things like her remarks to Laura and I when we'd get our words mixed up (Mudlin Dubslide) and she'd always laugh.<br />
<br />
Also, that she absolutly loved to get manicures and petticures, and how when ever I'd come over, the dining room table would be stacked with scrap books and pictures. <br />
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She'd *always eat chocolate sponge candy, which before I tried it, sounded like the most disgusting thing ever. And there was always chocolate on their counter no matter what.<br />
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Every holiday, she'd put out wreaths and handmade decorations (she made most of them) and you'd never forget that Halloween or Easter was coming up. <br />
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I remember their Christmas tree would light up the TV room and I'd always admire it compaired to the funny little bobble head ornimants we give our mom. <br />
<br />
But I really mostly remember how selfless she was. When I came to the door, she'd spend about three seconds on herself, and then move right to "but how are you?" and she'd always ask how my family was, and when my uncle was in Iraq, how his boys and wife were doing. She gave up her teaching job to adopt a four year old handicaped boy, who's now 26. <br />
<br />
At the funeral, one of her best friends who's a docter was talking about how it's been proven that children who suffered abuse past the age of four, could not say "I love you". But when Kathy died, Jessee stood over her cascaet and said "I love you". <br />
<br />
And I see her in her both of her daughters more than I can say. In Laura, her love and selflessness, and the fact that she can make anyone feel better. And Amanda her ambition. <br />
<br />
I remember that in third grade, another girl came to our school, and her and Laura became best friends, but Eileen and I hated eachother. But it was ultamatly Kathy who had us find our common ground in singing and acting, and Eileen and I became best friends.<br />
<br />
She had a knack for those things. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> <br />
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So, I've talked (typed) your ears (eyes) off, but I thought this might be a little nice. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br />
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R.I.P. Mrs. Bilger.<br />
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June 8th 1959- August 8th 2007<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>hjfg;djfgfps</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 Aug 2007 12:22:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ That's just about how I feel right now. I haven't eaten since three last night, I'm tired, and annoyed. <br />
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First off, I don't know if I want to go to the wake or not. There's something about seeing her body like that that I know will really bother me, plus I want to go with my sister, but she's only going to be home for the funeral. <br />
<br />
Second, I hate the word funeral. I hate it. There's nothing damn "fun" in that word. But me talking about it isn't going to help.<br />
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Third, I'm pretty sure my mom thinks I'm like the Devil's child because of...I don't know. She's starting to think I don't believe in God, and I'm "going to go smoking pot with your sister and brother", which isn't true because A: I hate drugs and they've ruined my friend's life, and B: Brittany doesn't smoke pot.<br />
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And finally, I can't write anything. I tried to start Scarborough, (see my journal from August 3rd) but I can't. It all just comes out wrong. <br />
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And I miss my daddy, and he doesn't get home until next (or maybe it's this) Sunday. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=(" title="=( (Sad)" /><br />
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So that was me venting. Enjoy. <br />
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Edit:<br />
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My hunger problem is out of the way. Hot Pockets and ice cream. Healthy. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Rest in Peace Kathy Bilger...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 08 Aug 2007 15:04:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, Kathy passed away today at 2:30. There'll probably be a viewing tomorrow or Friday. Then the funeral. <br />
<br />
Rest in peace. <br />
I loved her so much...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Sooo.....</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 05 Aug 2007 19:02:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, I went over to my friend's house to say goodbye to her mom for a last time. All I can say is that if there had been a heart monitor in the room, I might have cried more than I did. But anyway, I said goodbye to her, that I loved her, and that she was like my second mom. And their dad told me that if she raised her eye brows, it meant she could hear me. And she did. So I was happy. And they also told me she's not in any pain, but she's slipping away, and it's two weeks at the most. But if there's anything I can say I'm genuinely happy about, it's that I got to say bye to her and that I loved her. So yeah. I only wish, and I guess this sounds stupid, but I just wish I had told her that Homeward Bound was for her. I think she might have liked that...<br />
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She's not in pain, and she's at peace. She knew the Lord. And I'm happy for that.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>No more "Shades of Mediocrity"</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 03 Aug 2007 18:53:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "All my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity" <br />
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So, actually, not really. I've had an idea for a story, so I'm quite pleased, and I think I'll dedicate them to The Bilgers. <3 <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br />
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So, so, so, so...here's what I'm thinking.<br />
<br />
So, I was listening to Simon and Garfunkel, who are quite poetic when you think about it, so I had an idea.<br />
<br />
Take five (or six) songs of theirs, and turn them into stories.<br />
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One: Sound of Silence<br />
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Two: I am a Rock<br />
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Three: Feeling Groovy<br />
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Four: America<br />
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Five: Scarborough Fair (this one's been floating around for a long time)<br />
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Six: Homeward Bound<br />
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Aaaaaaand, here's how it goes.<br />
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Numero uno is about this guy who's had a vision type thing of utter distruction if people don't change their ways (Johna anyone?) and he's really mad because no one's listening.<br />
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Two is about this guy, who's just had his heart broken because his girl's been cheating on him for a looooong time, and he's really mad, so he's writing a letter to her telling her just that, and it's all about how he's never gonna love again ect.<br />
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Three is just about this guy who's really happy (and probably on something) and people think he's crazy, but really, he's just grooving out everything.<br />
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America is about the song really, just elaborated a little more.<br />
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Scarborough Fair is gonna be a little different than the song, but about these four women who are trying to impress this knight, but only one of them can marry him (obviously) so yeah, but it's not gonna be like all happily ever after, 'cause yeah, I don't want it to be. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=p" title="=p (Razz)" /><br />
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And, and, and Homeward Bound is about this poet who had a lot of success in him younger life, but now he's kind of dried out, and to top it off, him father who he hasn't talked to in 20 some odd years in dieing, so he's going home to see him and try to make amends with him.<br />
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Sooo...to cliche?<br />
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Tell me if you have suggestions. They're warmly welcomed! I welcome critiques. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>-Sigh-</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 02 Aug 2007 18:23:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oooookayyy. So, the last two days have kind of sucked- a lot. My best friend's mother, who has had Breast Cancer for about two years slipper into a coma yesterday, and then my mom's best friend's husband died of Cancer last Friday (we just found out yesterday since we were in Tennessee) and then my 17 year old cousin Will died during football practice. Sooo, my mom's on the verge of tears 24/7, and I'm not doing too great. <br />
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Kathy, my friend's mom, has kind of been like my second mother or the past eight years.  And we kind of knew she was getting steadily worse, but what's worst is she has  a son who's mentally disabled, and I'm just worried about their family. So, prayers, eye lash wishes, ect. It's all good. <br />
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So, I'm back to watching Kathy Griffen's Strong Black Woman to keep  myself semi-sane.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I'm Alive</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 23 Jul 2007 13:05:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm not dead!<br />
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I'm in Tennessee with my family for my grandparent's 50th aniversary. I'm extreamly sun burnt. And sore. But on the bright side, I have a new story idea and I'm working on that, and I took lots of pretty picutres, so I'll post those when I get the time. <br />
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DON'T FORGET ABOUT ME!!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Yiiiippy!!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jul 2007 19:37:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm back from Philly! It was definitly one of the funnest trips I've ever been on. And I've uploaded a few pictures, and I'll post a few more in a little. ^^<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Philly!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Jul 2007 11:08:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yiiippy!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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So, there are three good things about this day.<br />
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- I went biking seven miles, which I haven't done in a while<br />
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- My sister's finally taking me to get a new camera as mine is on the fritz<br />
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- I'm going to Philly in two days!!!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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This is going to be a pretty shweet week 'cept that I won't have any access to the internet. So I'll miss everyone, but I'll tell you how it was!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Stars, Fire Works, and the works. ^^</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 04 Jul 2007 01:04:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So it was really clear out tonight, and I went outside from like 8-10 PM and just looked at the stars. People were shooting off fireworks, and I could hear it from my house. I miss shooting of Roman Candles. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=(" title="=( (Sad)" /> But then I started looking at constelations and I saw quite a few. I found Ursa Major and Minor, Orion's Belt, and Sirius. So it was pretty beautiful. One of those things that make you say "oh wow...nature's awesome". XD But yeah, it was pretty cool. <br />
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So, happy Indipendance Day, hope you shoot off many fire works, and have a good one! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>A Few Good Times, and Some Bad Times</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2007 22:25:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, Paul died a year ago yesterday, and there were so many times that I can't even list them all. But I can list a few that were the most fond and the few that were just terrible.<br />
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The time he caught me by the shirt and kept me from falling out of a tree<br />
The time I fell out of his boat and he couldn't stop laughing because I had happened to be wearing a white shirt and black bra<br />
When we saw that eagle come down real low, and I had the best moment of my life<br />
Even how we met<br />
When we were sitting on his roof watching the sun set and he played Blackbird on the guitar, and everything was better<br />
And how he used to call me every morning before school to wake me up<br />
When he yelled at a man for not opening the door for a girl<br />
<br />
<br />
The time he told me he wanted to die<br />
When he held me against a wall for an hour and a half until I said I didn't want to kill myself<br />
When we didn't talk to eachother for a week<br />
When he died<br />
<br />
He used to yell at me when I called him a kid because he was two years older<br />
And he used to run his hand through his hair when he was thinking really hard<br />
Or how he wasn't scared of heights or anything like that, but he was terrified of rollercoasters<br />
<br />
So I guess I'm nuetral. I'm still greiving, and I don't think I'll ever stop missing Paul, but it feels better to remember those times we had and how much he did for me. ]]></description>
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                <title>RIP Paul</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2007 01:50:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, uh today was the day that Paul died. I kind of have to wonder, how come he could save my life, but I couldn't save him? God, some things just don't make sence. But anyway, I'd just like to hang low. I'll probably listen to the play list we listened to the week before he died. I never deleated it. <br />
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Romulus- Sufjan Stevens<br />
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Measuring Cups- Andrew Bird<br />
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Tiny Dancer- Elton John<br />
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Holand- Sufjan Stevens<br />
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Jesus Christ- Brand New<br />
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Rose Parade- Elliot Smith<br />
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Millworker- James Taylor<br />
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All at Sea- Jamie Cullum<br />
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High and Dry- Radiohead<br />
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Fly- Nick Drake<br />
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Some Will Seek Forgivness, Others Escape- UnderOath<br />
<br />
I guess sitting on a roof with a kid for two hours can give you some fond memories. Just the week following wasn't too fond. <br />
<br />
Shit, why's a good kid like him have to die? He never did anything to anyone. I owed him my life, and I let him down. Can I die? <br />
<br />
I guess the three songs that stand out are Romulus, Holland, and Rose Parade. They happened to be playing in the most amazing moment of my life. <br />
<br />
*Sigh* A lot of things can change in seven days. <br />
<br />
I love you Paul. I really did. You gave me hope, you saved me from myself, and you let me cry when no one else would. And I never repaid you. ]]></description>
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                <title>FlopCast</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 29 Jun 2007 01:01:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I don't know how many of you know how frusterating it is to be up talking on until 3:30 AM thinking that you're recording a podcast to find that YOU'RE NOT RECORDING? It sucks. I actually shed tears, I won't lie. We spent a 1 hour and 30 minutes for NOTHING!!!! <br />
<br />
Buut in the long run, we got a lot done. We figured out what we'll do on our weekly casts, and what to do. So here's a preview:<br />
<br />
Because men should carry lipstick too, this is BookWriters Corner Episode: 1. <br />
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- BWC History<br />
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- How to get into writing<br />
<br />
- Cures for Writes Block<br />
<br />
- Author Updates<br />
<br />
- Book Recomendations/reviews<br />
<br />
- Movie reviews<br />
<br />
- Research<br />
<br />
- Weekly rant<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Byebyebirdie58</author>
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                <title>For Forman</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Jun 2007 18:12:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ BOY PART<br />
<br />
1.[x] You love hoodies<br />
2.[] Dogs are better than cats.<br />
3.[x] It's hilarious when people get hurt<br />
4.[x] You've played with/against boys on a team.<br />
5.[] Shopping is torture<br />
6.[] Sad movies suck<br />
7.[x] You own an xbox 360<br />
8.[x] wanted/played with Hotwheel cars as a kid<br />
9.[] At some point in time you wanted to be a firefighter.<br />
10[x]You own a DS, PS2 or Sega.<br />
11.[] You used to be obsessed with Power Rangers<br />
12.[x] You watch sports on TV.<br />
13.[] Gory movies are cool<br />
14.[x] You only go to your dad for advice(most the time any way. I usualy call him rather than talk to my mom)<br />
15.[] You own like a trillion baseball caps.<br />
16.[xxxx] You like going to football games<br />
17.[x] You used to/do collect football cards.<br />
18.[] It's kinda weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people.<br />
19.[x green]Green, black, red, blue or silver are one of your favorite colors<br />
20.[x] You love to go crazy and not care what people think.<br />
21.[x] Sports are fun too.<br />
22.[] Have talked with food in your mouth<br />
23.[] You wear/have worn boxers to bed<br />
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Total= <br />
Multiply the total by 7<br />
Score=77% Oh my...<br />
_______________________________________<br />
<br />
GIRL PART<br />
<br />
1.[x] You wear lip gloss.<br />
2.[] You wear eyeliner<br />
3.[x] You have some of the same shirts in different colors<br />
4.[x] You wear the color pink/ have worn the color pink.<br />
5.[x] Go to a female for advice. (sometimes my mom...)<br />
6.[] You KNOW cheerleading is a sport and you argue about it.(haha are you kidding?)<br />
7.[] You hate wearing the color black. <br />
8.[x] You like shopping.<br />
9.[x] You like wearing jewelry.<br />
10.[x] Skirts are a part of your wardrobe.<br />
11.[i love it!!! =O] You don't like the movie Star Wars.<br />
12.[x shut up] It takes you around 1 hour to shower get dressed and put on make-up and accesories.<br />
13.[] You smile a lot more than you should.<br />
14.[x again, don't talk] You have more than 10 pairs of shoes/sneakers.<br />
15.[x] You care about what you look like.<br />
16.[x] You like wearing dresses when you can.(not fancy dresses, like the legging types)<br />
17.[x] You love, LOVE movies (they're pretty cool...)<br />
18.[x XD] Used to play with dolls as a little kid. <br />
19.[x] Like putting make-up on someone else for the joy of it.<br />
20.[x]Like taking pictures when you're bored.<br />
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total= 5<br />
multiply by 9<br />
score= 91% Hehehe<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I love my friends</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Jun 2007 01:18:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I absolutly do. Beyond any comparison. But of all of my friends in The Bookwriter's Corner, there are three that I have the highest repsect for, and that's Eric, Sugarbob, and Third. <br />
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I don't think anyone else has ever really made me feel as laid back or comfortable as both a person and writer. They're honest, encouraging, and down to earth. And to be honest, I'd have given up writing long ago if not for these three. I love you guys. ^^<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>A Turnaround. ^^</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 27 Jun 2007 21:21:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I guess the term "you can have your cake and eat it too" is quite true. I've lost five pounds, and I haven't starved myself. I'm biking six miles a day, eating better (although I'm snacking right now <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=p" title="=p (Razz)" />) and feeling better. And I haven't cut myself since August, so I think I'm actually doing really well. I'm so happy. <br />
<br />
But I'd like to thank Sugarbob (haha, I feel like I'm accepting a grammy XD) because you really encouraged me to turn over a new leaf. Thank you so much. *hugs*<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Times I Wish I Had a Camera</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 16:48:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So my mom and I got lost today because a man gave us the worst directions for a detuor. Anyway, we ended up driving through senic upper Connecticut, that's just how lost we were, and we passed about ten places that I wanted to get out and take a picture of. Unfortuantly, I choose the worst time to not have my camera on me. Talk about suckish.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 25 Jun 2007 19:18:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So a lot of the time I find myself wondering about God. I mean, I believe in God, I've accepted Him, and I know Him, but I don't understand why He lets me stray so far away, or why He lets me feel like crap so much. I know He's there, but where, I'm not so sure. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=(" title="=( (Sad)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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