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                <title>I've been gone....so you should probably humor me!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2008 22:35:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I actually stole it from a forward Elmo sent but you guys are funny and imaginative so I want to hear your responses. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /><i>If we woke up naked together what would you say? (You can only use three words!) Tell me in a comment and then pass it on to see what kind of crazy answers you get!<br /><br /></i> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>I got fired for the first time [details inside]</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 06 Aug 2008 22:07:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My drama-addicted douchebag of a boss fired me. He pulls stuff like this with everyone, but I never actually thought he'd go this far. I didn't even do anything wrong. See, a couple that has been coming in for years came in last Monday, said hey to me by name since I've been there forever, and then I took their order. I typed it into the computer (aka our new system that everyone is still getting used to) and then apparently the way I typed it in ended up making it about $5 less than it should have been. They always get extra meat, cheese, etc. and my boss is insanely cheap so I guess he saw the ticket, thought it was low, rang it up his way, and then assumed I had given them a discount because I knew them....when in fact I actually don't even know their names. Most of the regulars know mine because I've been there over three and a half years - that doesn't mean they're all friends of mine! I'm just a friendly person and get to know people. <br /><br />Anyway, it wasn't even 2 o'clock yet and I was scheduled to stay until 4. My boss, however, took about $7 out of the register and claimed those were my credit card tips for the day (I know for a fact that I had way more than that) and then said "Go. Just go. I'm furious with you" in the most intimidating tone I've ever heard him use. He wasn't yelling at me like he does to everyone else but it was quite possibly worse. I stood there dumbfounded because at that point I had no idea what I had done wrong. He turned around again and said "Go." With tears in my eyes I slowly walked out the front door, looking back with a confused look on my face. I sat in my car, unable to fathom what I could've possibly done wrong. <br /><br />I cried for a while, came home, tried to figure out what happened, etc. I ended up getting some texts from co-workers saying that they had heard what happened and that I was better off without that place. They said that they were going to leave too. I thought "Too? Wait, did I actually get fired?" I had convinced myself that he was just mad about something and that I'd find out what it was and refrain from doing it ever again. Oh no -- not even close. All of my shifts were crossed out and given to other waitresses and he told Matty about how he fired me. <br /><br />I didn't find any of this out until that evening when I went to dinner with co-workers. They felt awful being the one who had to break the news to me, especially since everyone else already knew. I mean, I was planning on finding a new job soon anyway but I wanted it to be on my own terms and I didn't want to put in my two weeks notice until I had secured another job. Needless to say, I ended up ordering a drink and then continuing to drink at my friend Ryan's house late into the night. I slept over at Whitney's house and eventually came home the next day to explain to my family what happened. <br /><br />Okay, there's a ton more to say but I've already rambled enough and I highly doubt anyone actually read this whole thing. I just figured I'd fill you guys in on what has happened to me recently and plus I hadn't posted a journal in ages.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>spit or swallow?</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 24 Apr 2008 17:24:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I needed a new journal entry and figured this one would get some feedback. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />Oh, and just for the record...I swallow. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lmao.gif" width="19" height="21" alt=":lmao:" title="Laughing my ass off!" /><br /><br />Leave me comments to reply to? I'm in the weirdest mood ever.<br /><br /><b>EDIT:</b> Yes, that means everyone should reply....including straight guys! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /> I don't care what you say. You can tell me how you like your eggs or ask me some really weird question. It doesn't matter!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>Almost 20k!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Dec 2007 21:33:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yep, almost 20,000 pageviews! Okay, it might not actually be a lot but it's a nice even number and it seems like a lot to me. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" /><br />
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I finally got a new phone and this one has a full keyboard. I still have unlimited texting so feel free to send me some! If you don't have my number just ask. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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Oh, and December 31st will be my <b>fourth dA birthday</b>! Wooo, get excited! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/party.gif" width="50" height="20" alt=":party:" title="Party" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>I'm not gonna lie...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 11 Dec 2007 08:31:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm pretty jealous of all you senior members! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /> One day I hope to join y'all. It would be a great honor. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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I'm almost done with my Christmas shopping! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/x/xmassanta.gif" width="22" height="20" alt=":santa:" title="Santa Clause" /> Ooh, and who wants to be texting buddies? Once I get my new phone they should actually go through. I have unlimited texting though, so beware!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>Whoa, a journal entry from Liz?</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 06 Dec 2007 21:24:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yep! I was tired of looking at the old one. I'll write a "real" update in the near future but for now you should comment on here to say hello and/or tell me how you're doing. Actually, I don't care what you tell me. You can tell me what you ate for lunch or what song you can't stand. It doesn't matter -- just humor me. <br />
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Also, why won't it let me align this entry? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/crying.gif" width="20" height="17" alt=":crying:" title="Crying" /><br />
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<b>EDIT:</b> As of December 31, 2007 I will have been on deviantART for 4 years!<br />
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<b>EDIT #2:</b> I'm not a happy camper right now. Seriously, why do people have to be so complicated? I'm not a fan of games/drama. I know he's not trying to play them, but they end up happening anyway. Argh, I'm rambling but I just needed to vent...even if it was just a little.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>well bless her heart!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 08 Aug 2007 19:59:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">Lately I've been on an emotional rollercoaster and I don't even have a reason as to why that is. I've just been feeling like my group of friends doesn't want to be around me as much and I can't figure out why. I love them all so much and that's why this isn't the sort of thing I can shrug off. I'm more than willing to apologize or make amends for whatever I did...it's just hard when I don't know what I'm apologizing for. Argh, maybe that's part of the problem! If I did something awful I should be able to pinpoint it, right? Maybe I'm just being paranoid but it's just that I don't want to lose these people. See, in Columbia there are a certain group of people who help me keep my sanity. To name a few: Kristen, Thomas, Mila, Jodi, Patrick, Adam, Patti, Melinda, Paula, Whitney, Ryan, Matty, Tim, and so forth. I know I've probably left people out and if I did I blame it on the heat. Our AC is still on the brink and it's one of the hottest weeks of the year! Today my car said 110 degrees and I feel bad complaining since Elmo said they're supposed to get up to 123 but I'm so hot-natured that this is torture for me!<br />
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It's been a while since I've rambled this much in any sort of blog/journal so I feel obligated to continue. Hmm, let's see -- today I got two things in the mail. The first was my official Red Cross blood donor card which was sent along with a set of magnets, a pamphlet, and a thank you letter. (Jodi and I donated blood a while back and Kristen came with us for moral support!) I also received a letter from the Columbia Firefighters Association (after talking to them on the phone a few days ago) about helping sponsor a child to attend MUSC Burn Camp. It's only $25 per child, or you can make smaller donations toward that or other causes. I've decided just to give the full amount. <br />
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Hooray for good deeds. Anyway, how are y'all? I feel like I haven't talked to some of you in forever! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /></div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>Neutral Good!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2007 14:55:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">Okay, so =<a class="u" href="http://zephyrkinetic.deviantart.com/">zephyrkinetic</a> found a quiz on Alignments (which is technically D&D stuff but I had some time to kill) and a bunch of us decided to take it. I turned out to be "neutral good" and here's what that means:<br />
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<i><b>Neutral Good, "Benefactor"</b>: A neutral good character does the best that a person can do. He is devoted to helping others. He works with kings and magistrates but does not feel beholden to them. . . . Neutral good is the best alignment you can be because it means doing what is good without bias for or against order.</i><br />
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Want to join in? Just take the <a href="http://www.wizards.com/default.asp?x=dnd/dnd/20001222b"><b>quiz</b></a> and then put your alignment in your devious title. Also, for more information (as well as alignment stamps) please see <a href="http://zephyrkinetic.deviantart.com/journal/12698763/"><b>this</b></a> journal entry.<br />
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<div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v151/zephyrkinetic/NG.gif"></img></div></div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>Annie said that the sun would come out tomorrow</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 16 Apr 2007 22:24:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify"><b>.....and it did.</b> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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Thank you to everyone who contacted me in some way to try and cheer me up the other day. Every little bit helped because it was nice to know that so many people cared about my well-being. I will admit, however, that the person who helped the most was Sandy aka ~<a class="u" href="http://nesarcy.deviantart.com/">nesarcy</a>. She wrote a comment saying the following:<br />
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<i>"People are human. Sometimes it's easy to forget that when you get caught up in how amazing they are, and it's harder to forgive. And sometimes it's near impossible to draw the line between forgiveness and perverse misplaced faith."</i><br />
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Anyway, I wanted to write a quick (and more optimistic) journal before I go work on my reading responses for tomorrow. I've worked the past six days and now I don't work again until Saturday...so that'll be weird. I do, however, have classes on Tuesday and Thursday.<br />
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Oh, and I'm actually getting tan....except on my face. I'll take pictures once I don't look so multi-colored. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" /></div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>Yeah, I get depressed too.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 14 Apr 2007 21:35:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">I am the joke that never gets old. So go ahead, laugh it up behind my back. Just remember that I never did anything to hurt you and never would. <br />
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I am a good friend. I always have been. It's one of the qualities that I truly like about myself. To be taken for granted is normal, but from you? We've come too far for this petty bullshit. <br />
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My pillows will be covered in tears tonight. I hate that I'm so sensitive about this stuff, but at the same time -- if I wasn't then I wouldn't know what true friendship is.<br />
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<b>P.S.</b> Sorry for complaining so much tonight. I just really needed to vent and/or find other methods of receiving comfort and peace of mind.</div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>Three featured artists!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2007 22:28:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">Okay, I have decided to start featuring various artists and friends in my journal. I'll probably do three each time. It's nothing fancy (and my journal is rather plain looking) but I figured it's still a way to spread great art around. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" /><br />
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<div align="center"><i>In this entry....</i><br />
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<a href="http://sarahdorque.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/a/sarahdorque.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="sarahdorque" /></a> <a href="http://juliecerise.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/j/u/juliecerise.png" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="juliecerise" /></a> <a href="http://motypest.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/m/o/motypest.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="motypest" /></a><br />
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<b>Featured:</b> *<a class="u" href="http://sarahdorque.deviantart.com/">sarahdorque</a><br />
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<span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/43023115/"><img src="http://tn1-2.deviantart.com/fs12/150/i/2006/317/a/4/jimi_by_sarahdorque.jpg" width="150" height="113" /></a></span></span><br />
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<span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/37406415/"><img src="http://tn1-5.deviantart.com/fs11/150/i/2006/215/4/a/wasted_by_sarahdorque.jpg" width="150" height="141" /></a></span></span><br />
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<span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/38664243/"><img src="http://tn1-1.deviantart.com/fs11/150/i/2006/237/8/d/i_don_t_even_know_by_sarahdorque.jpg" width="150" height="103" /></a></span></span><br />
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<b>Featured:</b> *<a class="u" href="http://juliecerise.deviantart.com/">JulieCerise</a><br />
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<span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/51943935/"><img src="http://tn1-3.deviantart.com/fs13/150/f/2007/088/d/d/Porcelain_III__by_JulieCerise.jpg" width="100" height="150" /></a></span></span><br />
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<span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/43929047/"><img src="http://tn1-3.deviantart.com/fs12/150/f/2006/334/8/a/Green_World__by_JulieCerise.jpg" width="100" height="150" /></a></span></span><br />
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<span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/47574639/"><img src="http://tn1-2.deviantart.com/fs14/150/f/2007/028/8/0/Winter_Frosting__by_JulieCerise.jpg" width="112" height="150" /></a></span></span><br />
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<b>Featured:</b> ~<a class="u" href="http://motypest.deviantart.com/">MotyPest</a><br />
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<span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/36077266/"><img src="http://tn1-2.deviantart.com/fs11/150/i/2006/191/0/b/_Mary_Poppins_by_MotyPest.jpg" width="114" height="150" /></a></span></span><br />
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<span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/50767151/"><img src="http://tn1-1.deviantart.com/fs15/150/f/2007/072/4/7/the_dark_dark_forest_by_MotyPest.jpg" width="150" height="150" /></a></span></span><br />
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<span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/48646327/"><img src="http://tn1-5.deviantart.com/fs13/150/f/2007/043/7/3/Going_to_the_Summer_by_MotyPest.jpg" width="150" height="150" /></a></span></span></div></div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>Weird dreams &amp; other nonsense.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 06 Apr 2007 22:07:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">Last night I had a few dreams that seemed very real. They were also incredibly random, like the one where all I remember is "waking up" and signing on here to discover that I had become <b>`dramatics</b>. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/eek.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":o" title=":o (Eek)" /> Seriously, I got all excited because someone decided that I had proved myself worthy of a senior promotion. In all honesty, I was disappointed when I actually woke up and discovered that wasn't the case.<br />
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I also had numerous dreams about the tanning bed, which I recently started going to. (My first day was on Wednesday but I've only been twice seeing as how I wasn't able to make it over there today.) In one of these particular dreams, I came in for my third session and there was a different girl at the encounter. She didn't ask me how many minutes I wanted, so I assumed she was just going to put me in for the usual eight. Well, that wasn't exactly the case. I was directed to a "tanning room" filled with various work-out equipment. I was told that the more I worked out, the tanner I would get. For some reason this seemed to make sense to me, so I just proceeded to open a giant can of whoop-ass on the equipment. Shortly after I started, my friend Ashley (who I haven't seen in ages) came in with the girl who assigned me to the tanning room. Apparently Ashley worked there too and apologized for the mistake. I was like <i>"Yeah, I was kinda wondering why I wasn't in the normal bed."</i> Ashley told me that the staff were trained to talk customers into "upping their minutes"...which seemed strange, seeing as how you'd think they'd want people <b>not</b> to burn. Ashley went on to say <i>"It's like when you're little and don't think you can go on to first grade because you're convinced you don't know your colors. It takes someone else stepping in to tell you that you can do it and that you do, in fact, know your colors."</i> What the hell? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /> There were a lot of other parts to that dream, including the fact that when you signed in the person at the counter had to write down "WhiteBunny", "TanBunny", or something to that extent next to your name. Don't ask me why. I think it's because I watched an episode of The Girls Next Door on DVD right before bed. Anyway, I'll shut up about that stuff now. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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If you haven't already done so, you should check out my last journal entry for details on my first dA project! Your participation would be amazing. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" /></div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>*Project &amp; Promotion!*</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2007 23:29:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">Okay, so I'm going to be doing my first deviantART project. I was trying to think of clever themes, but then I finally came back to my original idea. I'm not going to go into great detail quite yet, seeing as how I haven't worked out exactly how I want to set it up. I will, however, tell you just how easy it is to participate in this:<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/star_full.gif" width="17" height="16" alt=":star:" title="Star!" /> <i>All you have to do is send me a picture of you and your pet! Yep, it's that simple. Come to think of it, it doesn't even have to be your pet. As long as it's a picture of you and at least one animal (domestic, wild, whatever) then it's perfect for the project!</i> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/star_full.gif" width="17" height="16" alt=":star:" title="Star!" /><br />
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<b>Possible ways to send me your photo:</b><br />
- upload it to your scraps and then let me know that you have done so<br />
- upload it onto <a href="http://www.tinypic.com">[link]</a> // <a href="http://www.photobucket.com">[link]</a> // any other hosting website and then send me the link<br />
- send the picture to my e-mail address<br />
- ask me to get on one of the various messengers I use and direct connect with me on there<br />
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I will be keeping a list of the deviants who have expressed an interest in participating and then use bullets to indicate who has already sent me the picture they'd like me to use.<br />
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Thank you so much to whoever does this! Like I said before, I've never done a project so this is new for me and I would love for all of you to participate. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>any tips or tricks to share?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 31 Mar 2007 21:19:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">Kristen, Mila, and I each got three shifts for this week (as per usual) but mine are incredibly random. I work tomorrow 10-3, Monday 10-4, and Saturday 10-4. The only days that I can't work are Tuesdays and Thursdays sooo Wednesday and Friday will be my free days this week. I'd actually rather have it the other way around, seeing as how this is the sickest I've felt in quite some time. We were insanely busy today and had to call Whitney & Matty in for back-up. Even with them it was still crazy and I was exhausted when I got home. <br />
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Any tips on dealing with allergies? I've tried numerous meds, and none seem to do the trick. <br />
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<b>Ten more deviants to check out right now!</b><br />
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                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>You don't have to read this.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 29 Mar 2007 14:38:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">Mmkay, well today has been pretty blah. School was oh-so-exciting, as per usual...but then on the way to my car some guy who looked like he belonged in a gangbanger movie approached me. He said that his teacher let him out of class late and caused him to miss the bus. He asked me which was I was headed, and then told me that he "flips burgers at the Russell House", which I thought was only a bookstore. I don't go anywhere near USC, and in all honesty -- I don't think I would've given him a ride even if I did. Does that make me a bad person? Probably not, considering that he looked suspicious. (also - it was 3:10 and the last class had gotten out at 2:10...what teacher would keep their students that late?)<br />
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On the way home, I went through the drive-thru at McDonald's and then parked my car in the lot to eat. I was playing Deal or No Deal on my phone when I decided I should use the ladies room before making the half hour ride home. When I walked in some guy was like "Welcome to McDonald's!" and I said "Thanks!" very politely. I hadn't even gotten back to the counter (after using the ladies room) before he asked me very sternly if he could take my order. I informed him that I went through the drive-thru and he gave me the evil eye. Yeah, I'm totally lying. I'm using you for your lovely facilities.<br />
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I took a bunch of pictures when I got back to my house and I kid you not -- they were all horrible. I need to do something to change my look or gain some confidence. Nonetheless, I uploaded the only semi-okay one on myspace.<br />
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This journal is completely pointless and I probably should've waited until I had something interesting to say. Forgive me? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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<b>Ten more deviants to check out right now!</b> <br />
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<div align="center"> <a href="http://borissov.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/b/o/borissov.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="borissov" /></a> <a href="http://saatchii.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/a/saatchii.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="saatchii" /></a> <a href="http://juliecerise.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/j/u/juliecerise.png" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="juliecerise" /></a> <a href="http://lait-au-ch0colat.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/default.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="lait-au-ch0colat" /></a> <a href="http://graphitecat.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/g/r/graphitecat.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="graphitecat" /></a> <a href="http://yellow-stock.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/y/e/yellow-stock.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="yellow-stock" /></a> <a href="http://moonxinha.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/m/o/moonxinha.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="moonxinha" /></a> <a href="http://xlostfaith.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/x/l/xlostfaith.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="xlostfaith" /></a> <a href="http://motypest.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/m/o/motypest.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="motypest" /></a> <a href="http://butterflylady.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/b/u/butterflylady.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="butterflylady" /></a></div></div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>check them out now!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Feb 2007 00:38:35 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">My midterm went a lot better than I expected it to. I had a bit of an anxiety attack about an hour before I left for class, but once I got there everything was fine.<br />
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This journal entry really has no rhyme or reason. I mainly just wanted to start the linking of ten deviants in every entry. You know I had to start with Sarah! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/date.gif" width="36" height="22" alt=":date:" title="Date" /><br />
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<b>Ten artists to check out right this instant!</b> [I'll be doing this on a regular basis] </div><br />
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<div align="center"><a href="http://sarahdorque.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/a/sarahdorque.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="sarahdorque" /></a> <a href="http://ivory.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/i/v/ivory.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="ivory" /></a> <a href="http://dntfearthreapr.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/n/dntfearthreapr.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="dntfearthreapr" /></a> <a href="http://pinkcookie.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/i/pinkcookie.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="pinkcookie" /></a> <a href="http://little-row-boat.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/l/i/little-row-boat.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="little-row-boat" /></a> <a href="http://chamberphotography.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/c/h/chamberphotography.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="chamberphotography" /></a> <a href="http://d4d1.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/4/d4d1.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="d4d1" /></a> <a href="http://beachblonde.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/b/e/beachblonde.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="beachblonde" /></a> <a href="http://jesskajuice.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/j/e/jesskajuice.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="jesskajuice" /></a> <a href="http://girltripped.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/g/i/girltripped.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="girltripped" /></a></div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>links and things</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 24 Feb 2007 21:06:19 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">Thank you to Sarah *<a class="u" href="http://sarahdorque.deviantart.com/">sarahdorque</a> for the sweet comment on my last journal entry! I realize it was a bit lengthy, so it means a lot to me that you took the time to read through it! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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Lately I've been an emotional trainwreck, and I'd like to apologize for anyone who has been subjected to any whining from my end. As you know, this isn't normal for me so I really appreciate y'all bearing with me as I figure out a way to regulate my feelings again.<br />
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If you have a myspace account, please add me! <a href="http://www.myspace.com/dramatics">[link]</a> If you have a facebook account, I'd love for you to add me on there as well...but preferably if we've chatted before! I'm not putting my facebook on here for privacy purposes but let me know if you're interested. (I can just send it to you in a note or you can send me yours! Either way would be wonderful.) I also have a livejournal account <a href="http://theatrical.livejournal.com/">[link]</a> but there are only two public entries: one for people to comment saying they'd like to be added and one for the people who went to Kristi's birthday party but don't have an account there. (since there were a ton of pictures from that I decided I'd just leave it public) I'm rambling but in all seriousness -- it would make my day if y'all "sent me some love" on any or all of those websites! <br />
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Oh, and this whole having a crush thing is weird. I haven't <i>really</i> liked someone in a long time.</div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>Tangled in the Truth</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 22 Feb 2007 23:13:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">This was a personal essay assignment for my English class, and I didn't spend a great deal of time on it. Nevertheless, my teacher seemed to "fancy" it and even talked to me about it after class. Somehow I managed to get a perfect score so I figured I would share it with you.<br />
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First, you may want to know some of the criteria. I had a check next to each item, which means "well done" as opposed to a capital R, which means that it needs revision. <br />
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<b>Title</b><br />
- creates interest<br />
- relates to main idea<br />
- does not give away main idea<br />
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<b>Opening</b><br />
- creates interest<br />
- begins with first block of evidence that develops your main idea<br />
- does not directly indicate main idea or plan of development<br />
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<b>Structure</b><br />
- implies main idea through a sequence of stories or examples<br />
- uses effective ordering of blocks of evidence to unfold the main idea<br />
- provides sufficient time and sequence transitions<br />
- uses paragraphing to signal shifts in time, place, emphasis, and to move from one block of evidence to another<br />
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<b>Use of detail</b><br />
- vivid imagery<br />
- sufficient concrete detail to convince (authenticity)<br />
- sufficient detail for understanding (clarity)<br />
- uses patterns of imagery and detail to emphasize main idea<br />
- sensory details that convey the writer's emotional response without labeling it or generalizing about it<br />
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<b>Voice</b><br />
- consistent tone<br />
- appropriate to main idea<br />
- appropriate to persona of writer (sounds like you, as you wish to present yourself to the reader)<br />
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<b>Closing</b><br />
- provides factual resolution (ties up loose ends)<br />
- provides emotional resolution (an appropriate "feel"; releases the emotional tension aroused in the reader)<br />
- provides a final hint of the main idea<br />
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<b>Grammar and usage</b><br />
- avoids awkward constructions<br />
- punctuates appropriately<br />
- uses standard grammar except when non-standard is appropriate for realistic dialogue<br />
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<i>Please note: I tried for about half an hour to get this to work as a deviation but it refused to indent my paragraphs no matter how hard I tried! They would show up fine for me, but then I'd view the deviation and there wouldn't be a single one. It's not letting me do it here either, but at least now I can ask for help with it. (How on earth do I indicate a new paragraph?) For now, I simply added a space in between each one. Please do not confuse the single space with the multiple spaces that indicate borders!</i><br />
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<b>Tangled in the Truth</b><br />
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                Growing up, I will admit that I was sheltered. I am, to this day, rightfully perceived as innocent or naive. For someone to immediately think otherwise was a shock and a feeling I will never grow used to.<br />
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	I was in the ninth grade when I was wrongfully accused of smoking in the school bathroom. For some, this hardly seems memorable. For me, on the other hand, I took great pride in the fact that I had never touched a cigarette, consumed any form of alcohol, or even been in the presence of drugs. My innocence had been put on a pedestal all of my life, and having a school administrator tear it down in only minutes was a true culture shock.<br />
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	My friend Kristen and I excused ourselves from the classroom in which we spent our lunch period to use the restroom down the hall. We did this every day, without fail, and never spent more than five minutes in that particular facility. <br />
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	Going in was no problem. We did what we needed to do and emerged from the stalls to wash our hands. The room reeked of smoke, and I motioned to an administrator that it was rather strong. She hadnt been there just a second ago, so I assumed she had come to check out where the odor was coming from. To my surprise, the administrator rolled her eyes and proceeded to say Yeah, it smells because you just smoked. She insisted that she had been in there for at least ten minutes and didnt see me come in. I tried to explain that I had just gotten there a moment ago and hadnt seen her either, but it was no use.<br />
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Positive that I wouldnt have motioned to her about the smell if I wasnt the culprit, the administrator had me hold out my hands. Insisting that she smelled smoke on them, I started to cry. Im sure my tears made me look even guiltier in her eyes, but I tried to reason with her nonetheless. The entire bathroom smelled like smoke, and I tried to point out very nicely that if my hands smelled like anything, it was the room itself. <br />
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Using harsh words and accusations, the administrator checked my pockets for cigarettes. I finally put my entire backpack down on the ground and, through numerous tears, told her to go ahead and check its contents. She seemed puzzled, and didnt hid... ]]></description>
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                <title>a condensed version</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 Feb 2007 22:19:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">Every night I stay up for hours thinking about what I've accomplished (or lack thereof) during the course of that particular day. I also contemplate what I could have done differently and what I need to do the following day. <br />
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Every night I stay up for hours thinking about what to say to her. Knowing that if I call her and express how I'm feeling then I will just end up sobbing hysterically into the phone; fearing that I'll interrupt her busy life.<br />
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For months I have been thisclose to writing her an e-mail on the subject. For months I have wanted to pour my soul out to her like I used to. I miss everything about her and the way we used to be. <br />
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Please don't forget me. Please don't replace me. I may be hours away...and I might not have gotten as far as you have, but I don't want to lose you. I'm trying to become someone, and in my opinion you already are someone. I wish you could be here while I try to follow in your footsteps. <br />
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I love you.</div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Feb 2007 20:22:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">I'm in a very strange mood. On one hand, I enjoyed having  Valentine's Day dinner with Kristen, Thomas, Jodi, Patrick, Adam, Patti, Melinda, Kyle, and Mark at Olive Garden. On the other hand, I had a weird feeling in my stomach as soon as I got home. No, it's not indigestion. It's paranoia <i>again</i>. It follows me wherever I go and I wish it would leave me alone. I mean, it's not like I think little green people live in my underwear drawer and will eat me in my sleep or anything. It's not anything like that. It's just that I'm always fearful of the people I love being taken away from me. It's happened numerous times in the past when I haven't done anything to deserve it. I still, to this day, don't know why a handful of people cut me out of their lives. Maybe at times it seems like I'm trying too hard. I certainly hope not, but if it ever comes across like that then you'd <i>think</i> people would recognize it as me sincerely trying to get to know them. Okay, I'm not making sense at all. Once it makes sense in my head I'll attempt to explain myself further.</div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>tagged by sarah!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Feb 2007 21:31:19 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify"><b>Rules:</b> The 1st player of this "game" starts with the topic "6 Weird Habits//Things About Yourself" and people who get tagged need to write a journal about their 6 Weird Habits//Things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says "You are tagged" in their devPage comments and tell them to read yours.<br />
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1. Right before I get out of the shower I make the water <i>really</i> hot and then immediately switch it to the coldest it can get. For a moment, the temperature of the water seems nonexistant - but eventually I feel the bitter sting of the icy water and turn it off completely. I do this because it helps wake me up and prevents me from sweating when I blow dry my hair.<br />
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2. When I first got the internet in 6th grade, I was excited about the concept but traumatized by all of the horrible things I had heard. I was incredibly paranoid and literally made up a whole new "online identity" in an attempt to protect myself from predators. My name was Julie Marie Smith. I was a triplet (my sisters were named Midge and Sabrina) who also had twin brothers named Nathan and Jordan. I lived in Orlando, Florida and always said I was a year older than I actually was. It was ridiculous. I finally learned how to stay safe and still be myself. From that point on I have told the complete truth about myself. If there's something I don't want people to know then I don't broadcast it. I figure that's a lot better than lying about it.<br />
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3. I drink almost as much Diet Pepsi as water. My parents are hooked on it and have been for years. At first I didn't see the appeal but it grew on me over time. Now I can't get enough. I definitely drink an unhealthy amount of it on a daily basis.<br />
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4. I'm not as sheltered and naive as people think I am. I may be a "good girl" who has never been drunk, gotten high, smoked a cigarette, had any form of sex, or gotten any tattoos/weird piercings -- but that doesn't mean I'm oblivious to the world around me. <br />
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5. I can't stand the way the word "meal" sounds. It's not the definition that bothers me but the word itself. I've tried to get used to the way my close friends and family say it but I've literally cringed when I've heard it from strangers.<br />
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6. Back in the day, people would swear to you that I had a phone attached to my ear. Now it's a whole different story. I'm horrible about calling people - even my best friends. I used to call people for no reason at all and we'd talk for hours...but now it's usually just to make plans. I don't know what changed but I'm just not as much of a phone talker as I used to be. That's not to say, however, that I don't enjoy it when someone else calls me. After I get past the initial fear of being incredibly boring or cheesy the first time someone calls me then I'm good to go. <br />
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Hmm, let's see. I tag =<a class="u" href="http://djpreach.deviantart.com/">djpreach</a>, *<a class="u" href="http://sinofdreams.deviantart.com/">SinOfDreams</a>, ~<a class="u" href="http://1kwords.deviantart.com/">1kwords</a>, ~<a class="u" href="http://pirateslife4steph.deviantart.com/">pirateslife4steph</a>, ~<a class="u" href="http://plornt.deviantart.com/">Plornt</a>, and ~<a class="u" href="http://nesarcy.deviantart.com/">nesarcy</a>. I'm trying to tag people who haven't already done it, but if you have then I apologize.<br />
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<b>EDIT:</b> I also tag `<a class="u" href="http://greenie.deviantart.com/">greenie</a> because he was in the original group that I tagged but then I did one minor edit (while heavily medicated on...*drum roll*....cold medicine) and he disappeared!</div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>tears on my pillow</title>
                <link>http://dramatics.deviantart.com/journal/11653040/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Feb 2007 20:46:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">It's been a long time since I've truly cried...like when the tears just keep coming and refuse to stop; when they seem to appear out of nowhere.<br />
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I did that once last night and once this afternoon. It's not that I'm overly emotional or anything - I'm just finally letting out the things that I've kept bottled up inside for too long.<br />
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I'll spare you the details, but just don't let my paranoia get the best of me. That's what it comes down to and I hate it.</div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 30 Jan 2007 16:35:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">The one night I literally tell my mom that I'm going to be home for dinner Jodi invites me to her house to eat with her and Patti <i>and</i> Mila calls to ask if I can go to San Jose with her. Her schedule has been incredibly hectic lately and she hasn't been able to hang out much, so I felt bad having to turn that down. On the other hand, I'm about to go over to Jodi's house to hang out -- and I made dinner plans with Mila for Sunday.<br />
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I'll be out of town Friday-Sunday [I'll be back by that evening, of course] due to my friend Kristi's 21st birthday party. There will be about 14 of us and we're going to be staying in a two story beach house at Myrtle Beach for the weekend. A limo is going to drive us around one night and then the next night we're going to have a scavenger hunt around Broadway at the Beach. I'm really looking forward to it.<br />
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Changing topics completely -- lately my hands have been aching [even more than usual] to write poetry. I blame this on my English class. Then again, maybe it's a blessing in disguise. I've been trying to rid myself of writer's block for quite some time now.</div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>I get by with a little help from my friends.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 15 Jan 2007 21:20:05 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">I just spent over eight hours with Justin and it was definitely needed. We ate at Red Bowl and then went to Books-A-Million. I got the Post Secret book that I had been wanting, as well as an Ariel bookmark. After that we went to see Dreamgirls and let me just say.....wow. Seriously. It was amazing and I want to see it again very soon. We went back to my house and hung out after it was over....but then we went to see Alpha Dog. Okay, I admit it - we probably wouldn't have gone if Justin Timberlake wasn't in it. The amount of language/profanity in it was pretty excessive, and I actually found myself getting teary-eyed at a certain part....but overall it was fairly decent. Mmkay, I'm going to shut up now. This entry was incredibly pointless but I just had a good day.<br />
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<b>P.S.</b> Also, we saved a bunch of money by purchasing our movie snacks at Super Bi-Lo! Yay for me using really big purses. <br />
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If you're bored, humor me and comment on my newest deviation. It's so weird for me to see (what I consider to be) one of my biggest flaws when I go to my page. Your comments have been extremely helpful, though.</div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 13 Jan 2007 18:56:09 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">I hate when everything is going perfectly and then one little thing messes it all up. Someone save me from my paranoia and severe case of boredom. I'm definitely regretting not going out with friends tonight.<br />
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<b>Edit:</b> Okay, actually two situations are to blame for my sudden mood change. One of them just happened, though -- and I wasn't directly involved. Still, that doesn't mean I can't be hurt.</div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>. she's growing up .</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 05 Jan 2007 22:19:35 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">I've been slacking on the journal updates -- and I don't just mean on here. My livejournal is being neglected, although I have been trying to keep up with my friends page. I did, however, want to let everyone know that everything is going wonderfully in my life....and that I hope that you're all doing peachy keen as well.<br />
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My 21st birthday is January 19th....get excited! Haha, we should have a shoutbox birthday celebration. I promised my friends I'd actually drink that night, so if I drunk dial any of you I apologize in advance. Kidding, I hope.<br />
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The picture I submitted before going to bed last night is one that took a lot of courage to post. A lot of people don't realize the lack of self-confidence I have in my physical appearance. (Don't worry, I love who I am on the inside so that makes up for it!) Okay, anyway...the point is that you should check it out. Feedback is not only appreciated - it's encouraging.</div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 28 Nov 2006 22:23:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">If you buy me a paid account on livejournal then I will buy you a paid account to life! Okay no, but I'll send you the money in the mail if you give me your address. Either that or I can do whatever favor you need me to do.<br />
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<a href="http://tinyurl.com/vaxvx">[link]</a> is a quick/easy link to get there and my username is <i>theatrical</i> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" /><br />
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This was necessary but stupid. Please forgive me for the latter? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /></div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>don't bother clicking here! lol</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 Nov 2006 22:47:38 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">My day was very productive! First I woke up bright and early to study for my test, and then I drove the half hour over to Midlands to take it. We got to leave as soon as we were through, so I went over to the Student Center and asked where I needed to go to schedule an advisement for next semester. They directed me to the 4th floor of the next building, so I went there - made the appointment - and then realized I still didn't have a student ID. The handbook says that when you get one made you have to have your vehicle tag number, proof that you paid your fees, a picture ID of yourself, and so forth. Well, I decided I needed the excercise so I walked back across campus to get all that stuff. When I found the room I was supposed to go to it turned out to be a girl I went to high school with. She recognized me and was so sweet! Her name is Lindsay (her last name starts with an R but I can't remember what it was) and I think she used to hang out with Justin. She's only two years older than me and she mentioned wanting to get together sometime so that'll be fun. Anyway, she didn't check any of the stuff that I walked across campus for...and then my picture looked really bad when it showed up on the computer but she was all "Aww it's so cute!" so I didn't want to ask her to do it over.<br />
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When I finally left campus I went to Groucho's because me, Mila, and Kristen all thought we were were working tomorrow. As it turned out, we <i>were</i> all scheduled by accident so Chief was like "Just go ahead and come in at 11 o'clock and expo for me." I told him that worked out perfectly since I have a hair appointment at 2:30. (She said I could come a little earlier if I wanted to)<br />
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I was leaving Groucho's when I passed Whitney driving in the parking lot. She motioned for me to come back so I pulled up next to her and we chatted for a bit. I went into the bank with her and after she was done she drove the two of us to her house, grabbed something from inside, and then the plan was to go to Columbia Mall so that I can finally get my Uggs. (She works at one of the Journey's stores and gets a 40% discount so they'd only be $79 instead of $120/$140!) I realized I didn't even know what size I need though, so we decided that I needed to go try them on and then just tell her so that it won't look sketchy in the store. <i>"Uh yeah, they're totally for me. She just wanted to...admire them?"</i><br />
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I went home, changed clothes, brushed my teeth, etc. I asked David if he wanted to go to Columbiana Mall with me but he passed. Mila was in class, Whitney had to work, and I think Kristen had plans. Anyway, I went to a mall by myself for the first time today! It's a half hour drive, and then I only ended up going to one store...Torrid! It's my absolute favorite and it's why I originally wanted to go. I only get to go like once a year so when I do go I spend a ton of money. This time I out-did myself though. I spent a whopping $277.92! What on earth? I feel really guilty about it but I never splurge and I'm not much of a shopper. Plus, I really needed more winter clothes sooo whatever. Haha, I feel less guilty when I think about it like that.<br />
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Tomorrow I'm going to wake up at 9, pack my stuff, go to work, get my hair done, and then leave straight from there to go to Rock Hill. Justin, Ben, and I are then going to drive to Greensboro to see Brit's play. I'm super excited! I'm also going to be exhausted because it's a two hour drive back to Rock Hill. (I'm spending the night at their house instead of driving some more) <br />
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On Saturday I need to wake up fairly early, drive back home, take a quick nap if possible, and then I'm going to get party stuff with Jodi. Then we'll part ways to get ready, and I think everyone is meeting for dinner at 9 o'clock. We got the big room upstairs again! It'll definitely be a lot of fun....but I still need to get a birthday present for Melinda!<br />
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Can you tell that I haven't blogged in months? I've been deprived and now I'm babbling much more than I used to. I'm sure it's just a phase though. It'll pass once I get more and more...lazy! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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<b>Deviant to check out right now:</b> <a href="http://dntfearthreapr.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/n/dntfearthreapr.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="dntfearthreapr" /></a><br />
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<b>EDIT:</b> Having a not-so-secret crush is kinda fun. I'm pretty sure he knows who he is, but oh well. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/embarrassed.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":blush:" title="Blush" /></div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>*she's flawless like some uncut ice*</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 Nov 2006 21:45:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">Haha, you know you love the Justin Timberlake lyrics. I swear, all of his songs are instant earworms and get stuck in my head for extended periods of time. I've given up on trying to stop that from happening, so now one of his songs is playing on my myspace page. (Nothing I do makes much sense, and this is no exception!)<br />
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Since it's after midnight it's officially Thursday...and that means I have my psychology test at 2 o'clock. When I'm done with that I need to go to the student center to figure out what classes I can take next semester.<br />
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On Friday I'm most likely going to be working, but I'll definitely get off at 2 o'clock and then I'm getting my hair cut/highlighted at 2:30. I'll probably bring my stuff to spend the night in Rock Hill with me to the salon and leave straight from there. The plan is for me to drive the hour to Rock Hill and then ride with Justin and Ben to Greensboro. I'm really excited about seeing Brit's play! (Seussical, for those of you who didn't see me babbling about it in the shoutbox)<br />
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I'll most likely drive back home in the early afternoon on Saturday and then Kristen & Melinda are having a joint birthday dinner at San Jose that night. (I go there so much! I was there tonight with Mila.) It's delicious and cheap though - so I have no problem being one of their regulars. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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<b>Deviant to check out right now:</b> <a href="http://poop-art.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/o/poop-art.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="poop-art" /></a><br />
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<b>EDIT:</b> Now I have to make sure to come back to Columbia in the very early afternoon because I'm going to Party City to buy stuff for the get-together with Jodi around 5 o'clock. That way we can both go home and change before we all meet up for dinner.<br />
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Also, why can't I force myself to study? I hate knowing I should be studying but then not being able to make myself do it.</div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>back in action?</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 14 Nov 2006 22:19:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="justify">Should I start updating here again? I've used livejournal, greatestjournal, ujournal, blurty, xanga, and needlesspanic for my rambling but stopped writing new entries in all of those over the years. The only one I ever check is livejournal. Okay, I'm rambling but I'm trying to take my mind off something. (and sometimes rambling helps!) Anyway, let me know if you'd be interested in reading my babble again! I promise to make them at least a tad bit entertaining when at all possible. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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<b>P.S.</b> A special shout-out goes to Elmo/=<a class="u" href="http://djpreach.deviantart.com/">djpreach</a> because both of us are kinda down in the dumps right now....and plus, he's wonderful! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cuddle.gif" width="24" height="17" alt=":cuddle:" title="Cuddling up with someone close..." /><br />
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<b>Deviant to check out right now:</b> <a href="http://sarahdorque.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/a/sarahdorque.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="sarahdorque" /></a><br />
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<i>I'll probably put a new deviant in every entry!</i> <br />
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<div align="center"><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/date.gif" width="36" height="22" alt=":date:" title="Date" /> <---for Sarah!<br />
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<div align="justify">Also, today is Kristen's 21st birthday! She's been one of my very best friends since the 7th grade (aka when we were like...12) and I have a cute/color coordinated gift to give her when I see her at work today! I hope she likes it.</div></div></div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Thank you so much!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 05 Sep 2006 23:41:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I just wanted to write a short entry to thank those of you who have been kind enough to take pity on me and buy me a subscription at some point. I've had this account for over 2 years, and my memory is fading so please don't be offended if I forgot you! Just let me know and I'll add you to the entry. (I'll also probably do something special for you, seeing as how I'll feel awful if I leave someone out) I guess not having one made me realize how insanely sweet it was of you guys to purchase them for me. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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<a href="http://sinofdreams.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/i/sinofdreams.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="sinofdreams" /></a> <a href="http://1kwords.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/1/k/1kwords.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="1kwords" /></a> <a href="http://steihl.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/t/steihl.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="steihl" /></a> <a href="http://anthylorrel.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/n/anthylorrel.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="anthylorrel" /></a> <a href="http://primowalker.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/r/primowalker.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="primowalker" /></a> <a href="http://plornt.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/l/plornt.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="plornt" /></a> <a href="http://djpreach.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/j/djpreach.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="djpreach" /></a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Fun with surveys :)</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 26 Feb 2006 16:33:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Lately I've been posting quite a few surveys on myspace, but I haven't done that on here yet. I figured it was about time I started doing so. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" /><br />
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Here's one I stole from my friend Shelby! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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<p><b>Name 3 schools you went to:</b><br />
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1. North Springs Elementary School<br />
2. Summit Parkway Middle School<br />
3. Ridge View High School<br />
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<b>Name 3 things in your wallet:</b><br />
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1. "Diva Style" card from Torrid<br />
2. cash and lots of coins<br />
3. drivers license <br />
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<b>Name 3 things you always wear:</b><br />
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1. dangly earrings<br />
2. my class ring<br />
3. AIDS awareness bracelet<br />
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<b>Name 3 things you do when you are really stressed:</b><br />
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1. call Brittany<br />
2. surf the web<br />
3. drive around & listen to music<br />
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<b>Name 3 favorite songs right now:</b><br />
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1. All We Know -- Paramore<br />
2. Saying Sorry -- Hawthorne Heights<br />
3. Pour Yourself Another Drink -- The Academy Is<br />
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<b>Name 3 favorite places to shop:</b><br />
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1. Target<br />
2. Torrid<br />
3. Charlotte Russe<br />
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<b>Name 3 places you go to on a daily basis:</b><br />
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1. bedroom<br />
2. bathroom<br />
3. the "frog" (haha Sherah)<br />
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 <b>Name 3 things you like to do:</b><br />
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1. be onstage<br />
2. write poetry<br />
3. hang out with friends<br />
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<b>Name 3 most valuable possessions:</b><br />
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1. Does my golden retriever count?<br />
2. Donald, my teddy bear. <br />
3. my cd collection<br />
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<b>Name 3 favorite fruits:</b><br />
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1. bananas<br />
2. grapes<br />
3. peaches<br />
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<b>Name 3 things you are addicted to:</b><br />
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1. four television shows (The OC, Grey's Anatomy, American Idol, and Law & Order: SVU)<br />
2. taking pictures of my friends<br />
3. four websites (myspace, deviantART, livejournal, and nataliedee)<br />
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<b>Name 3 favorite hobbies:</b><br />
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1. acting<br />
2. writing<br />
3. goofing off with friends<br />
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<b>Name 3 career choices:</b><br />
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1. actress<br />
2. author<br />
3. therapist? I dunno.<br />
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<b>Name 3 goals in 2006:</b><br />
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1. Go back to school!<br />
2. At least attempt to clean my room.<br />
3. Force myself to care less about what other people think.<br />
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<b>Name 3 plans for next week:</b><br />
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1. sleep over at Sherah's <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
2. working a lot<br />
3. going shopping<br />
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<b>Three Names You Go By:</b><br />
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1. Liz<br />
2. Elizabeth<br />
3. Lizbeth<br />
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<b>Three Parts of Your Heritage:</b><br />
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1. English<br />
2. French<br />
3. not sure about the others.<br />
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<b>Three Things That Scare You:</b><br />
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1. cockroaches<br />
2. rickety ceiling fans<br />
3. horror movies<br />
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<b>Three of Your Everyday Essentials:</b><br />
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1. Diet Pepsi<br />
2. checking my e-mail<br />
3. hmm....breathing? <br />
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<b>Three Things You Are Wearing Right Now:</b><br />
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1. Groucho's t-shirt<br />
2. fitted jeans<br />
3. Does my ponytail holder count?<br />
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<b>Three of Your Favorite Bands or Musical Artists:</b><br />
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1. Acceptance<br />
2. Panic! at the Disco<br />
3. The Academy Is<br />
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<b>Three Things You Want in a Relationship (OTHER THAN Love):</b><br />
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1. friendship/trust<br />
2. chemistry<br />
3. good times<br />
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<b>Two Truths and a Lie (in no particular order):</b><br />
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1. I have amazing friends.<br />
2. I can whistle really well.<br />
3. I love my new car a whole lot.<br />
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<b>Three PHYSICAL Things about the Opposite Sex that Appeal to You:</b><br />
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1. eyes<br />
2. smile<br />
3. how they carry/present themselves (that counts as physical, right?)<br />
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<b>Three Places You Want to go on Vacation:</b><br />
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1. Paris<br />
2. Australia<br />
3. Las Vegas (I like the fact that everything is open 24/7)<br />
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<b>Three things you want to do before you die:</b><br />
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1. go skydiving<br />
2. have something published<br />
3. <i>fall in love</i><br />
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<b>Three people I would like to see take this quiz:</b><br />
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1. every single<br />
2. one<br />
3. of you! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /></p> ]]></description>
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                <title>I got banned from the box.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 19 Feb 2006 00:39:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I got banned from the shoutbox for a week for posting a picture that I warned everyone about beforehand, and they still asked to see it. I didn't realize it'd result in a ban, and now I can't talk to my friends for a whole week. Feel free to IM me, e-mail me, whatever. I'll be here. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hmm.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":hmm:" title="hmm" /> <br />
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I'm not used to being in trouble.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>A small favor?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 12 Feb 2006 12:37:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My current mood is dedicated to Rhyan. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" /><br />
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I have a whole lot to say, and I'm too lazy to type it all out....so I'm going to make this short and sweet. <br />
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Although I am fully aware that page views aren't important, I'm almost to 10k and I'd really appreciate a screen shot of it. I'd be much obliged to whoever does this for me. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/love.gif" width="23" height="16" alt=":love:" title="Love" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>*back from the dead*</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jan 2006 01:05:38 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey everyone! For those of you who don't already know, I'm back from the dead. I've missed you all very much, and I hope to catch up with you guys soon! I probably won't write many journal entries on here, but you can find my livejournal <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/theatrical/">here</a>. The entries are friends only, but I'll definitely add you if you comment on the public one. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" /><br />
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I'm insanely tired, but I just wanted to let you know that I've put up a few pictures and two new poems! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>HOLY CRAP!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2005 23:25:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wow, it's been too long since I've  logged in or even visited this site!  What on earth was I thinking?! Oh well.  The point is that I'm back, with  thousands of messages to check. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/eek.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":o" title=":o (Eek)" /><br />
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If you have a journal entry, poll, or  deviation that you want me to take a  look at....let me know. Otherwise, I  may just mark these as read and start  fresh! <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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I submitted a poem a few minutes ago,  and I've got a few others to submit in  the near future. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>*liz is alive*</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 27 Sep 2004 19:11:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey everyone! Sorry for the lack of  updates and deviations. I've been busy  with class, friends, etc. I did submit  a scrap tonight, as well as a picture  that I edited on my computer. I started  a new poem a few days ago, but I may go  ahead and type it up how it is now. I  think I stopped at a fairly decent  point, so we'll see! <br />
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I got a new AIM screen name, which is  on my userpage. For those of you who I  used to talk to on IMs, please feel  free to add my new name to your list! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>*el busy bee*</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 31 Aug 2004 05:40:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Woo! Things are going really well, and  I hope the same goes for all of you!  I've been updating at some other  journal providers, so if you're that  darn interested then just let me know.  (because <b>one</b> of them is public. lol) I  put up a new poem, changed my featured  deviation and my mood, and added "Ryan  Cabrera" to my music section. It  doesn't sound like much, but it's a  start. I'll make my visits more  frequent, I promise. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>Please read!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2004 12:54:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, I had been avoiding deviantART  for a while because of the overwhelming  amount of messages but today I decided  to just go through them. What I ended  up doing was marking most of them as  read, except for about 10-15 that I  checked out. I decided to just write a  journal entry explaining the situation,  because I also have a favor! If there's  anything you think I'd really like...or  something of yours (or someone else's)  that you want me to check out, then  just send me a note or comment on this  entry. I'm sure there were some awesome  deviations that I didn't get to  experience, but this way I'm not  intimidated by my message box anymore!  lol <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>My life rocks, how about yours?</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2004 23:59:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, I haven't been updating because  of how busy I've been! It's great. I  have SO much to babble about, but I  need to shower and then go to bed. I  love you guys and will elaborate on  everything later on.<br />
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<b>Sunday:</b> Went to Manifest with Kristen  to buy tickets for the show, and then  got dinner and hung out afterwards<br />
<b>Monday:</b> Went to the Thursday/Stretch  Arm Strong/Head Automatica/Your  Friend's Enemy show with Kristen<br />
<b>Tuesday:</b> Hit the town with Brittany and  Justin! [dinner, mall, etc]<br />
<b>Wednesday:</b> Went out to eat [and to the  club] with Luke and Kristen<br />
<b>Thursday:</b> Went out to eat [and to a  different club] with Luke<br />
<b>Friday:</b> I'm going to hang out with Brit  and then probably go out with Luke,  Kristin (Yes, with an "i" this time),  and J.B.<br />
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Aaah, I'm having so much fun. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>*liz is home!*</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 Jul 2004 01:50:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I kept a journal while I was at Kanuga,  so I'll have to type that up for y'all!  That way, if someone's like "So what'd  you do there?" then I can just direct  them to that deviation. (I plan on  making it a deviation since it's much  too long to be a single journal entry.)  I also took a ton of pictures, and I  may post one before I go to bed. I  started a story, as well as a poem, and  I plan on finishing those up soon. I  love you guys and want to read all my  messages (only 455 to go!) but it's  really frustrating without being able  to see the thumbnails and all. I need  to coax someone into buying me a paid  account, and then I'll just give them  the cash. *nods* Anyhoo, I'll update  about today later on. I'm too exhausted  to say anything else right now! Sweet  dreams to all. *I missed you guys!* <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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<b>EDIT:</b> Okay, I posted three pictures and  now I'm headed to bed! More coming  soon.<br />
(The one thing that sucks is that not  many people are online as of now, so  I'm not getting as many views as I  would if I had submitted the pictures  in the middle of the day!) ]]></description>
                <author>~dramatics</author>
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                <title>*leaving town for a week!*</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 16 Jul 2004 20:33:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hooray for spending your last day in  town with your two best friends! I hung  out with Brit and Jus, and we went to  Texas Roadhouse to eat. We tried to  avoid Stephen, but were unsuccessful.  lol anyways. It doesn't really  matter...because tomorrow I'm going to  Kanuga! *excited* I get to see people  that I've grown up with -- and that  includes both friends and family. I'm  not completely packed or anything, but  I need to go to bed so that I can  actually wake up tomorrow. We're aiming  to leave the house around 1 o'clock. <br />
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I'll be back on Saturday and will  respond to my messages then! I may get  online once or twice while we're there  (the teenagers hang out after all the  adults have gone to bed, and most of  the time we take turns checking our  e-mail on the three computers in the  lobby) but no more than that because  it's my "enjoy nature" time. Heh. I'll  take tons of pictures this week, and  I'll probably have some poetry to share  with you guys as well! <br />
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I hope you all have a wonderful week! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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<b>EDIT:</b> I just realized that when I get  back I won't have a paid account...and  I'll have to check a week's worth of  messages by hand. Ack. I've gotten used  to the other way! *shakes fist* Haha.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>*check out my scraps!*</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 16 Jul 2004 07:28:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes, first and foremost you should  check out my scrap section. I posted  some pictures of The Break-Fast Club.  (Get it? 'Cause we hang out during out  breaks, which are short and go by  fast.) I didn't get to take nearly as  many pictures as I wanted, and I only  got shots of a few people -- but it's  better than nothing! You can see  pictures of me, Stevhan, Jackie, P.J.,  Courtney, Natalie, Josh, and Ryan in  there...so go check it out. *nods*<br />
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SUMMER SCHOOL IS OVER! I'm thrilled. I  made up my 30 minutes for Crumpler this  morning, and while I was there I did  some work that I had forgotten to do.  It brought my grade up three points,  but I didn't need it. lol so yeah --  that's awesome. (Oh, and I made a 97 on  the final exam in economics! I made a  100 on the American Government one, so  I'm proud of both.) I also went to  check in with Ms. Rollerson to make  sure I was all clear for her class, and  she said I was. She showed me my exam  for her class, and it was only a 90 --  but she didn't end up counting it 20%  like she was going to originally.  Anyways, I ended up with the highest  grade in the class. (Woot. I beat  Natalie and Kellie! lol) <br />
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<b>EDIT:</b> You may just want to look at the  preview size, because I didn't resize  them...and they're pretty friggin big.<br />
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Yesterday it was just me and Stevhan  during lunch, since P.J. was off  running around and everybody else  either left or went to watch graduation  practice. We talked for a long time,  and we gained a lot of respect for each  other. (Not that I didn't have respect  for him before, but you know what I  mean.) The two of us checked out  graduation practice, but decided to go  back to the table and talk some more.  (They were just walking across a tiny  stage. Big woop-dee-doo.) He didn't  have any minutes to serve, but he  offered to come in and sit with me.  (How cute is that?) I said it wasn't  necessary, but I thanked him anyways.  He's doing Color Guard for graduation  today, and he's really excited.<br />
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I really don't feel like explaining  everything else that's going on, so I'm  just going to leave it at that. *nods  in satisfaction* I will say that I'm  excited about hanging out with Brit and  Jus today. They wanted to hang out with  me before I left for Kanuga tomorrow,  and I think we're gonna chill, go out  to dinner, probably take some pics,  etc. Sounds like fun to me!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>*it's almost over*</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Jul 2004 23:53:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Many things are ending, many things are  beginning. Some of the things that are  drawing to a close include the paid  account that *<a href="http://primowalker.deviantart.com/">primowalker</a> was sweet  enough to purchase for me,  and.....SUMMER SCHOOL! That's right,  bud. Today (since it's technically  Thursday) is my last day. I took the  first half of my English exam  yesterday, and it was an essay -- so I  passed it with flying colors. As for  today, it's multiple choice...but she  already told me I could make a zero on  the exam and still pass with ease.  Woot.<br />
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I'm not too sure how well my economics  exam is going to go over, because I  really haven't prepared. Everyone else  made note cards and cheat sheets, but I  refused to do so. I want to see how  much I actually learned.<br />
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The National Guard sponsored a "summer  school cook-out" for us today. They  grilled hot dogs and burgers for all  the students and staff. We were allowed  to eat as much as we wanted, so some  people were walking away with  like...four burgers and two hot dogs.  Whaaatever.<br />
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When I pulled out my wallet today, the  Spiderman card that P.J. gave me  slipped out onto my desk. Josh was  sitting beside me, and picked it up.  When I heard him say "This is so cool!"  I thought he was humoring/making fun of  me...but, as it turns out, he wasn't.  You'd think he had never seen a  hollogram before. He just kept playing  with it, and then he'd show it to  Natalie and Ryan. Natalie said it  looked like Spiderman was having sex  with himself, and Ryan was like "Uh,  that's great Josh." He didn't seem to  be affected by their lack of  enthusiasm, though. He started  scratching the card with his nails and  making "music." He kept finding stuff  to scratch it with. Aye yi yi. He said  "I'm gonna be a star!" and then later  said he was going to be a famous  rapper. I told him that might require  him to know how to rap...so he gave it  his best shot: "Yo...yo...dawg..?" It  was great. He's the biggest redneck in  the world, which made it even funnier.  Anyways, enough about that. (Oh, and I  let him keep the card.)<br />
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I hung out with Justin after school  today, which is always cool. We did  "arts and crafts", went to Zaxby's,  took pictures, etc. He asked me to go  to the pool with him on Sunday, and I  was like "Sure! Wait, I can't." I keep  forgetting that we're leaving for  Kanuga this Saturday. (I'll be gone for  a week.) Try not to miss me too much.  lol *wink*<br />
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Typos? Sorry. I'll fix 'em tomorrow. I  went to bed at 9:30 but woke up around  1:30 and couldn't get back to sleep.  (I'm going to go try again.)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>*super secret spy supplies*</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Jul 2004 21:15:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Alliteration much? lol this entry is  going to be quite random, so I  apologize ahead of time.<br />
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*Lately everyone has been telling me  that my hair smells good. Britney was  like "Gurrrrrl, what shampoo do you  use?" and I was like "Pantene Pro V.  Why? Does it look like crap today?" But  apparently she wanted to know because  it smelled good. Score, I think.<br />
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*In the course of one day, I had two  guys (that I know offline) insist that  they were going to steal my virginity.  Uh, no. None of that. It sucks,  though...because now they're like  "We're so doing it next time we hang  out." I still want to hang out with  them --- as friends! Whatever.<br />
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*P.J. had some sort of chicken fingers  lunchable today (Yeah, I hang out with  the cool kids.) and it had a Spiderman  card inside. You were supposed to use  it to find six letters on the back of  the box and unscramble them to find out  where Dr. Octupus does his plotting or  whatever. They were friggin hard to  find. I found an 'A' and an 'E' and  then P.J. found an 'H' and a 'B'.  Jackie and I are like "Oh, the HEAB! Of  course." Anyways, P.J. cheated and  looked inside the box. The answer? The  lab. Haha, he gave me the card...and he  gave Jackie the box, but she threw it  away.<br />
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*We watched a movie the second half of  English today, and we were supposed to  take notes and all that jazz. Well,  Ryan, Natalie, Josh, and I all scooted  our desks close together. However, I  had mine at an angle so that I could  see better. Anyway, Ms. Rollerson  brought the three of them out and told  them that she was giving them a zero if  they all turned in the same notes. Josh  is modest/sweet/shy/etc. but he refused  to be called out. He ended up being  sent out of the classroom, but he was  just saying the things everyone has  been thinking since day one.<br />
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*The pizza is here! I'll write the rest  in a bit.<br />
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<b>EDIT #1:</b> I'm talking to a lovely little  combo of people right now. I've got  Brit and Jackie...and then I've got  Jacob, Stephen B., Stephen K., some guy  from thedilly, and a couple of others  who come and go. Anyways.<br />
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I saw Marion's parents today! Not for  very long, seeing as how we were in the  car and simply passed them, but two and  a half years worth of memories flashed  before my eyes in a matter of seconds.  Wonderful memories, of course.<br />
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Coach Crumpler needs to be the  President. That man thinks of  everything. He thinks up effective ways  of doing things that no one's ever even  considered. I told my dad I thought  they'd really get along. (for multiple  reasons, which I'm too lazy to type  out)<br />
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Tomorrow I'm hanging out with Justin  after school! Woot. He's got dinner  plans with Jessy, so we can only chill  for a little while -- but it's better  than nothing! *nods*<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>*surprise me*</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 12 Jul 2004 18:20:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeah, I know I haven't been updating as  much as I normally do. It's probably  healthy, though...seeing as how I used  to update my livejournal all the  friggin time. *shrugs* Anyways! Brit  and I went to see "Bye Bye Birdie" on  Saturday night, and it was awesome! The  actor who played Conrad Birdie was  great. Tight pants, slicked back hair,  and lots of thrusting. Haha, good  stuff. <br />
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Abbey was in the show, and she was the  only one wearing a wig. (Since her hair  is short and dyed, I believe.) Frey was  there, and so were Elizabeth and Sam.  There was some really depressed looking  guy sitting near us, and he kept  reading all the ads in the program.  Sexy, right? Right.<br />
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This odd old man stared us down every  time he'd walk by, so I was like "Maybe  he doesn't like his wife." Brit and I  now go "I don't like my wife!" and  stare at each others' boobs. Er...maybe  you had to be there.<br />
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Only three more days of school left!  I'm going to miss my friends, though. I  want to do a get-together with Stevhan,  P.J., Jackie, Abbey (different one),  Gabe, Sarah, etc. *Sarah -- what's that  girl's name who always talks about how  my purse is cuter than hers? I keep  forgetting!* Anyways, then I'd need to  do another one with Natalie, Josh, and  Ryan. Maybe Kelley, Scott, David,  Chris, and Stephen too. I dunno. Ack.  Too many people. There's still  Courtney, Jennifer, and Jessica! Sorry,  this is just for my own personal  reference. lol oh geez, I forgot about  Tatiana and Grace. They'd need to be in  the first group, along with Mike.<br />
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It's storming, so I'll write the rest  later. (I don't want it to randomly  delete my entry!) Love you guys!<br />
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<b>Special shout out to Braiden! (*<a href="http://braidy.deviantart.com/">braidy</a>)</b>  <br />
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I need to start doing random shout  outs. *nods* Braiden can be the first  of many, I suppose.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>*as good as new*</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 09 Jul 2004 17:29:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm not really in "journal mode" so  this probably won't be very long.  Nothing really exciting happened this  week. The only exception was hanging  out with Justin on Tuesday. We made  pizza and watched tv, which was very  relaxing. (Something I needed!) We're  doing our poetry unit in English, but  she's butchering it. She's pretty  spaztastic. Ask anyone! <br />
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Abbey brought the Summit yearbook from  2002 to school today, so I checked that  out. P.J. didn't even recognize Stevhan  when he saw him in there. I knew a good  number of people, and seeing their  pictures was somewhat amusing. They're  all crammed together, though. Our 8th  grade pictures were seperated and had  our names underneath. *shrugs*<br />
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Stevhan can run around in his boxers if  he goes to the Arctic, because he's got  "arctic-camo"....and he's very proud.  P.J. burnt his butt, of all places, at  the tanning bed yesterday -- and he  refuses to go back. I made a new  friend, and she's "sweet as pie." Her  name is Courtney, and she's going to be  a senior at RNE next year.<br />
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I was supposed to go see Anchorman with  Brit, Thomas, and a few others  tonight...but Brit had to cancel. (mom  problems) She wants to get together  tomorrow, though -- and I think we're  still supposed to get together with  "stevieb" but I dunno. We'll just have  to see. I'm gonna feel bad if I don't  end up doing much this weekend, because  I told Justin I wasn't going to be able  to go to Rock Hill with him due to all  this stuff. Hohum. He's probably left  by now anyways. (I was going to see if  he wanted to hang out before he left.) <br />
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I'm shutting up now. I've got lots more  to say, though. (Don't I always?) I  need to remember to tell Brit about  Blythe Fisher. *mental note to self* I  also need to send pics to Natalie, burn  a cd for Kelly, and finish the study  guide for our exam in Economics. FOUR  MORE DAYS, BABY!<br />
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<b>EDIT #1:</b> Brit and I are going to try  and get tickets to see "Bye Bye Birdie"  at Town Theatre for tomorrow night.  Woot! I hope we're successful in doing  so.<br />
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I didn't realize we were leaving for  Kanuga this Saturday! I'm really  excited about going, though. I miss  Ellen, Blythe, Mary Olive, Ashley,  Mary, Foster, Grayson, Derrek, Abby,  Grace, Lise, Gwen, Elizabeth, Andrew,  Pat, etc! The list could go on forever.  *lots of Kanuga buddies*<br><br> ]]></description>
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                <title>*new friends, old memories*</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Jul 2004 00:19:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, so the plan was for me and Brit  to hang out with Mark and Chris today.  We were going to meet them at Carolina  Wings at 5:30 for dinner, and then go  back to Brit's house to watch Kill  Bill. Well, Thomas S. ended up wanting  to hang out with Brit because he was  apparently upset about something (he  lives close and stuff) so we asked him  if he wanted to go. THEN we were  talking to Nate online, and he was like  "I thought you were out with the boys!"  We explained that we had just put the  away message up too soon, and Brit was  like "Why? Are ya jealous?" and he  humored us by saying yes. Anyways, we  asked if he wanted to go (not expecting  him to say yes) and he said that he'd  like to, but that he may need a ride.  He tried to explain to Brit where he  lived, but Brit was like "Nope, I'll  never find it." so Nate said to hang on  a second. When he came back, he  informed us that his mom said he could  use the car. Score! <br />
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Brit and I got there about 10 minutes  early, and we got a table for six. We  sat across from each other in the  middle, so we'd have two boys on each  side. Haha, I ended up in between Nate  and Chris. (Therefore Brit was between  Thomas and Mark.) Dinner was  entertaining and yummy, but the most  fun was when we went back to Brit's  afterwards. We watched Kill Bill, and  we were joking about how me, her,  Chris, and Mark would probably end up  on the big couch together (since they  know us) but it somehow only ended up  being me and Nate on the couch. Mark  was on the love seat, Chris was in the  recliner, and Brit was on the floor  with Thomas. I'm so interesting, I  know. Chris was originally sitting on  the other side of Nate, but then he  switched...and Nate didn't end up  moving over, so the other end of the  couch was vacant for a while. lol maybe  he didn't want me to feel diseased or  something. *shrugs* <br />
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To make a long story short, we watched  Kill Bill, then watched Fear Factor on  tv, then watched part of Jay and Silent  Bob Strike back on tv, and then popped  in Mallrats. Nate and I hadn't seen it,  so Mark warned us about the chocolate  covered pretzels and the fake third  nipple. (Nate covered his eyes, so I  covered mine too so he wouldn't feel  bad. lol) We sent text messages to each  other, and Thomas S. gave me his cell  number. I called him just to make sure  it was correct. Mwuhaha.<br />
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I should go to bed. Justin, Nate, and  Stephen have already signed off -- and  now I'm down to Brit and Chris Covelli.  Anyways, Justin is picking me up from  school tomorrow...so I've got something  to look forward to. Goodnight all!<br />
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<b>EDIT #1:</b> I love you, Jus. You know  that. We can talk more tomorrow, okay? <br />
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AND: I've got a bit of a crush...on two  people, I believe. Crap -- I don't  know. I don't think anything will  happen with either. Scratch that -- I  know nothing will happen with either.  It's just nice to finally have those  feelings back, I suppose.<br />
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<b>EDIT #2:</b> For years, I've avoided links  that said "thedilly" in them, because I  thought that they were some sort of  virus. I feel incredibly stupid for  listening to whoever told me that,  because Jacob just linked me to a  picture of him on thedilly.com or  whatever...and it's just like myspace!  Aye yi yi. I got a page there. Oh, and  Jacob knows Angela! Small world.<br />
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<b>EDIT #3:</b> WHY AM I AWAKE? I went outside  to swing, and I still wasn't tired. The  one good thing about being awake? Ellen  IMed me! I love that girl to death. I  think I'm going to give her a call  after Justin and I are done hanging out  tomorrow. Lord knows I miss her to  pieces.<br><br> ]]></description>
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                <title>*look at all the stars!*</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 04 Jul 2004 23:10:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My day was awesome. I woke up, spent  time with my grandma, and then Brit  came over. We chilled at my house for a  while, and then we went to see  Dodgeball. It was hilarious. "Fatty  made a funny!" Good stuff. We went to  the ghetto theatre, but everyone in the  movie was white. There were two  pre-teens playing tonsil hockey in the  back, one family, another couple, and  some guy who sat by himself and would  randomly start cracking up. *amused*<br />
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We went to eat at Texas Roadhouse  afterwards, and dude...we were major  pimps! As soon as we walked in, Patrick  was there and so we gave him big hugs  and then he sat with us for like 30  minutes while he waited on David to get  done in the kitchen. Our waiter was  Tim, who is our new buddy from when we  went out with Wimmer. Oh my gosh --  they talk about us in the back! That  cracks me up, for real. Tim was like  "Okay, what was the end of that riddle  you girls told me? It's been driving me  crazy!" He's so cute. Anyways, he was  like "Stephen! These are the girls I  was telling you about." Stephen (King)  looks over from the table right next to  ours, where he's got his arm around  some chick, and gives me a big grin. He  said "I know!" and then came over  there. He plopped himself down next to  me, since Patrick and Brit were on the  same side. Aye yi yi. If he could not  touch me, that'd be great - kthx. He  told us a really lame riddle (Sean got  it on the first try, though! Grr. I'll  type it up later. I'm trying to keep  this as brief as possible, since Brit's  keyboard is weird and harder to type  on.) and it was driving Brit crazy. He  refused to tell us the answer. He  wanted us to ask yes or no questions in  order to get it, and he kept tickling  me and trying to get me to "play." Uh,  no. He also told me not to cut my hair  anymore. Gee, thanks pal. He's balding  - what does he care? lmao it'd be  really funny if he read this. I gave  him the link a long ass time ago, but I  highly doubt he looked at it. Oh well,  the point is that he totally molested  us the whole time...but we had Patrick  to save us for a while, and then David  got off work and came over there to see  us...and then Tim would come and chat  with us. He came and sat down next to  me for a while too. Woot. We also saw  Eric and gave him the usual friendly  hello, so we looked like whores. Haha,  it was great.<br />
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After we ate (we stayed quite some  time), we went to Blockbuster and  rented Kill Bill. We got a free movie  as well, so we got "But I'm a  Cheerleader!" We went home and started  the movie, but Sean came over in the  middle of it and wanted us to go back  to his house with him. We stopped the  movie and went with him. <br />
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His family, Brit's family, me, and some  random friends of Ryan's (his brother)  were over there. We shot off some  fireworks, Sean showed off his smoke  bombs and talked about how next year  we're going to re-enact the war with  Iraq instead of the Civil War, etc.  They had burgers and drinks, but we had  just eaten. *shrugs* After a while, all  the adults were drunk and all the  random kids went home. Ryan went  inside, and the adults wanted to  swim...so we went back to Brit's house  and changed into our bathing suits.  (Mine was still over there from when we  went boating.) We headed back over  there and swam with the adults for a  while, and then the three of us (me,  Brit, and Sean) got in the hot tub and  made fun of how drunk the adults were.  Sean's mom kept asking me where I was  going to school, talking about how warm  the water was, and saying "Look at the  stars!" She and Brit's mom would float  on their backs and count stars while  the three of us cracked up. Anyways!<br />
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After a while, the adults called it a  night...but the three of us hopped back  into the pool and talked until 1  o'clock. Lord, that boy can talk! Haha,  but I'm not complaining. He rocks, and  I haven't laughed that hard in a while.  I'll write more about that later,  because I need to go to bed. Brit and I  are getting together with Chris and  Mark tomorrow. *yawns* Sweet dreams,  and sorry for any typos! I'll edit this  tomorrow.<br><br> ]]></description>
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                <title>*hegga-pieface to the max*</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 04 Jul 2004 08:08:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, so my neck hurts and earlier I  felt like I was going to throw up. Then  again, I don't really remember what  that feels like since I haven't done it  in years. Anyways! lol no more  complaining from me.<br />
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Brit's coming over between 2:30 and  3:30 tomorrow, and we're going to do  our mall/movie deal. We may even try on  clothes, since our movie doesn't start  'til 7. (Haha, we're going to see  Dodgeball.) Kenny wasn't able to meet  us at the movies, so we'll have to  arrange another get-together sometime  soon. Stevieb (lol @ us actually  calling him that so we know which  Stephen we're talking about) wants to  get together next weekend, but I was  planning on going to Rock Hill with  Jus. We'll have to see how things turn  out, I suppose.<br />
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I'm spending the night at Brit's, and  then the plan is to get together with  Chris and Mark the next day. I think  we're going to Carolina Wings or  something. Whaaatever. I don't really  care where we go. <br />
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My grandma is here, and earlier she was  walking around singing "I work hard for  my money" over and over. It was  amusing, to say the least.<br />
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<b>EDIT:</b> I need to remember to burn the  new Maroon 5 cd for Kelly (She's  burning me the Get-Up Kids), and to  send the pictures from English to  Natalie. I think Kelly wanted me to go  to the Warped Tour with her, but I have  no clue when that is or where that is.  Haven't looked into it or anything. <br />
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<b>EDIT #2:</b> Okay, my friends list is on my  userpage now...but I couldn't narrow it  down to 24, so a lot of people aren't  on the front! Ack. Sorry about that,  guys. lol too many awesome people to  narrow it down. Oh, and if I missed you  (I'm sure I missed some people that I  meant to put on there) then just let me  know and I'll go back and check your  box. *winks*<br />
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<b>EDIT #3:</b> My oh-so-smart self  accidentally re-added *<a href="http://donnelly.deviantart.com/">donnelly</a> and `<a href="http://snowmask.deviantart.com/"> snowmask</a> to their watch list. Aye yi  yi. I was just trying to get to the  page with everyone's little check boxes.<br><br> ]]></description>
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                <title>*feel the love*</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 02 Jul 2004 22:04:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, so today I went to school to make  up my 29 minutes...but I ended up  staying longer than that so that I  could finish some makeup work. After  that, I went back home, checked my  mail, and headed to bed. I woke up  around 1:45 and got ready to go to Dr.  Corsale. We went over there around 2:35  and my appointment was at 3. We were  out of there before 3:30, so I called  Justin on the way home to let him know  I was ready whenever he was. He came  and picked me up shortly after I got  back, and the two of us swung by  Walmart (lotion, much? lol), then went  to Columbiana. I'm proud of myself for  not buying anything. Haha, Justin spent  enough for both of us...but it's okay  since he rarely spends money. (And the  Hollister shirts he got were awesome.  He used my "Club Cali" card or  whatever.) <br />
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After we shopped/browsed/whatever - we  went to Texas Roadhouse to eat. Our  waitress was sweet. Her name was  Jennifer, and we got to watch her  square dance with a bunch of the other  waitresses and one Mexican busboy.  'Twas fun. I saw Jamie and Marie, as  well as Kiona. (who apparently works  there now) Stephen was there too.  Lovely. Oh, but Justin got a steak!  *laughs* I'm so proud. You weren't the  girl today, Jus!<br />
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When we had finished stuffing our  faces, Jus & I went over to Target to  look at cds and stuff. While we were  going in, I saw Erika and she waved at  me frantically and then turned around  again and waved at me some more. lol I  miss Erika. <br />
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Two seconds later, we see Alex K. and  Becker walking towards the entrance as  well. I've seen them twice this  week...but it's okay because it's  Target and that's where she lives.  Justin was like "Dang girl, look at  you!" because I saw lots of people I  knew. Yeah, 'cause I'm popular and all.  *sarcasm*<br />
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After Target, we headed to Circuit  City...which is where Justin spent  oodles of money. (on very cool stuff)  We went back to my house, hung out for  a bit, and then he left and I talked to  Brit on the phone for a while. We made  plans for Sunday, which is going to be  very fun. Woot.<br />
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<b>RANDOM:</b> *My grandma got here today, and  she's spending the 4th with us. *I got  new bras, and I'm getting even more  soon. lol -- I'm finally getting pretty  bras. You're excited and wanted to know  that, right? Right. *Myspace has become  quite the addiction. <br />
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Lots more, but I'm tired and need to go  to bed. I don't know what I'm doing  tomorrow, so I may be online for a  while. IM me if ya want!<br />
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<b>EDIT:</b> Will someone make me into a  vector? lol I know that sounds lame,  but I love vectors and I'll display it  as my featured deviation with credit to  you. *nods* They're just fun, and I  can't make them...but I can write you a  poem or take a picture for you in  return!<br><br> ]]></description>
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                <title>*subway cookies are yummy*</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jul 2004 15:41:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Four day weekend, baby! Woooo! lol I do  have to go in for 29 minutes tomorrow,  but "it ain't no thang." I've got that  at 8 o'clock, and then I'll go home and  chill. (maybe sleep for a while) I've  got Dr. Corsale at 3, and then I'm  going to Columbiana with Jus. I don't  know what I'm doing on Saturday, but  I'm spending the night with Brit on  Sunday. I miss my Shitknee! That'll  rock. I'm looking forward to it.<br />
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Chris called me yesterday and really  wanted to get a group together to see  Spiderman 2. Unfortunately, most people  were busy or just couldn't go. (To name  a few: Brit, Kristen, Tiffany, Connor,  Sarah, etc.) Anyways, I called Justin  and he wanted to go! Woot. The three of  us bought tickets, ate at Zaxby's, then  came back for the show. We were early,  of course. Ha -- we saw a bunch of  people. Megan, Lauren A., Lauren J.,  Rebecca, Alex K., Becker, Tamera,  Jennifer...and the list goes on! <br />
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We managed to find three seats together  at the end of one of the rows near the  top. (I really didn't wanna sit in the  front row like our group did for POTC.)  I sat in between Justin and Chris, and  they actually made a lot of the same  comments during the movie. lol -- we  laughed...a lot. (At parts that weren't  even supposed to be funny!) Mainly  Kirsten. "I've always been standing in  your doorway." It was a good movie  though, IMHO.<br />
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Chris asked me lots of questions that  just couldn't be answered with anything  more than a laugh. "So I guess you're  not a bathroom person, huh?" / "Do you  regret dating Connor? I mean...it's  Connor." / etc. There were lots of  others, but the main one was the  bathroom one. That cracked me up. You  probably had to be there.<br />
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My English teacher called me brilliant,  and I had to help a bunch of kids write  their papers after I was through. Ego  boost much? Scott gave me his Subway  cookies because he works there and has  some every friggin day. I shared them  with Mickey. Good story, eh? Time for a  nap. (And yes Justin, I'll actually  call you back if I can't get to sleep!)  Love y'all.<br><br> ]]></description>
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                <title>Do you want to be on my friends list? :)</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 30 Jun 2004 15:07:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, I wanted to narrow down the  people on my friends list. Not my watch  -- just the people that show up on my  page. I don't want to exclude anyone,  though! Therefore, if you want to be on  there...let me know! Some people are on  there automatically, but don't take any  chances. Mwuhaha. I'll type up a real  journal entry later!<br />
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<b>EDIT:</b> My head hurts like whoa. I need  to take some meds and hit the sack. I'm  gonna have to wake up to watch Mona  Lisa Smile (it has to go back either  tonight or tomorrow) and do some  homework -- but I need to get some shut  eye before all that.<br />
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<b>Brit, Justin, & Kristen:</b> If any of y'all  want to hang out I can give up my  little cat nap! Especially you,  Kristen, since you're leaving me soon!  Just give me a call. I'll put the phone  right next to my bed.<br><br> ]]></description>
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                <title>*ain't no shame in my game*</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jun 2004 16:06:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm so glad that today is almost over.  It was pretty bad, but I just had to  grit my teeth and bear it. I had a  panic attack and even shed a few tears.  (First time that's happened in a few  weeks, I believe.) Everything turned  out all right in the end, though -- and  I should've known that all along. <br />
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I ended up writing a short skit at the  last minute, because no one else had  anything either. Natalie and I were  talking about how we couldn't sleep  last night, due to worrying about this  stupid assignment. (She's a team  captain too.) Kelly wrote a skit during  economics, and Ryan's group just kinda  went with it. Same for Scott's.  Briana's group was the only one that  actually had something prepared, so  they got a 24/25. Our group got a  21/25, which isn't bad for 10 minutes  worth of work! Kelly got a 22, Scott  got a 23, Ryan got a 23, and Natalie  got a 15. She can afford it, though.  Natalie, Kelly, and I have the highest  averages in the class. *shrugs* We  ended up voting and decided to use the  points as bonus anyway. We just divided  our score in half, and those go towards  future assignments. Anyways, enough  babbling about that.<br />
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<b>Randomness:</b> (Gotta love short  sentences!) Stevhan shaved his head.  Brit and Justin are coming back today.  I need to explain to Vron what a  Marion-alert is. Jackie and Matt are  dating for like the 7th time. I'm  almost back to being "completely  healthy" again, but my throat still  hurts. Coach Crumpler will be back  tomorrow. Miquel needs to stop sending  text messages in class because it's  annoying as Hell. (He's in both of my  classes, and that clicking sound is  just...AAAH.) I finally stood up for  myself and asked him to stop. Oh wait,  I asked him to stop yesterday AND the  day before. Must've forgotten.<br />
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I got the acoustic/live Maroon 5 cd  today! I'm very excited about that, as  well as the singles I got. (Fantasia  and Diana - woot!) There are so many  cds I need to get! *faints*<br><br> ]]></description>
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                <title>*satire*</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 28 Jun 2004 21:18:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I will friggin pay someone to write a  five to ten minute skit dealing with  satire for me. Seriously. Blood, tears,  gold -- you name it. I've got economics  homework to do, as well as this skit to  write...and the pressure it building  up. I doubt anyone will respond to this  post, but (just in case you want to  help me get started) our group has four  members. Three girls and one guy. It  just has to deal with satire, and it  was supposed to reflect issues of today  as well as of the 18th century...but  don't worry about that. That's  something I can add in. lol I say that  like someone is going to reply. *sighs*  It's going to be a long night, and  tomorrow is going to be Hell. I just  want it to be over with.<br><br> ]]></description>
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                <title>*and it's all your fault*</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 28 Jun 2004 15:44:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, so I haven't been updating my  journal in a while. Forgive me? I just  submitted three poems (two of which I  really like), so hopefully that'll make  up for it. *since you care and all*  Anyways! <br />
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On Friday, Justin called me and asked  me to hang out with him, Chrissy, and  Charlie. I said yes, since I wanted to  hang out with either him or Brit that  night (they were leaving the next  morning) and Brit couldn't get  together. Well, we went over to  Justin's house and Charlie got there  soon after. To make a long story short,  we watched the new Peter Pan (So cute!  Lots of sexual tension, though.) and  then random stuff on T.V. Haha, we  watched "Spider Power" for like...2  hours. It was great. We also watched  the people on VH1 bash anything and  everything. (That always amuses me.) <br />
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As soon as Charlie walked in, my  Marion-alert went off. (Okay, so I  don't actually have one of those...but  you get the idea.) He's a lot like him  - seriously! He even looks somewhat  like him. I pointed this comparison out  to Justin on the way home, and Justin  agreed that they've got a lot in  common. He had been trying to figure  out who Charlie reminded him of...so he  was relieved to finally get an answer!<br />
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I need to write a play based around  satire tonight. Blah. I've got lots  more rambling to do, but this'll do for  now. *nods*<br><br> ]]></description>
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                <title>*acceptance*</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 24 Jun 2004 21:02:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ *This has been copied and pasted from  my xanga! deviantART was in read-only  mode when I was writing the entry*<br />
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School was extremely long, as per  usual, but luckily tomorrow is Friday.  I need to remember to bring my camera  to school, because Stevhan is  completely shaving his head this  weekend for R.O.T.C. (I'm thinkin' he's  not going to be quite as hot as before,  but I could be wrong.) Oh, and I need  to remember to plan a get-together for  me, Mickey (aka Kristen Mckee),  Jessica, and Kelvin this weekend so  that we can work on our play. Maybe  just me and Mickey...I dunno. *shrugs*<br />
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After school, I got home and called  Kristen. She picked me up, and the two  of us went to Manifest. We did a lot of  browsing there, and she got the "Black  Lines to Battlefields" cd by  Acceptance, as well as a cute new  Dickies bag. From there we went to Best  Buy so that she could look for some of  the other cds on her list, but we were  unsuccessful. We went to Circuit City  after that, but didn't have any luck  there either. We ended up going to  Columbiana Mall, and I got a bunch of  pins at Hot Topic. Kristen got some  really cool 7/16 gauge earrings. <br />
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On the way home, we stopped by another  Best Buy so that she could look one  last time for the cd that she really  wanted. (I still can't remember the  name, Kris. lol I'm sad.) Anyways, they  had one copy! Woot. She bought it and  we went back to my house and ate  burgers that my daddy grilled.<br />
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The two of us took pictures of some  "lemonade stand" signs on Morning Echo,  and I posted a few on here. (They were  rather amusing.) I also took some  pictures of her, and then we uploaded  them online. <br />
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She ended up leaving early (Well, not  that early. It's 11:26 and she left  about 10 minutes ago.) because I'm  getting sick and needed to go to bed.  On top of that, she's got to take her  brother to the orthodontist tomorrow.  (Fun stuff, eh?)<br />
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Haha, I totally forgot to mention us  looking through "the boyfriend bag!"  Let's see...we read letters from  Robbie, Travis, Chris, Deeds, Kevin,  Steven, and I think that's it. There's  no Marion-bashing allowed, so we didn't  read any of his. Speaking of Marion, I  need to give him a call. <br />
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I've got lots to add, but I'm a  sickling and my pillows look lonely.<br><br> ]]></description>
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                <title>*I need a hero*</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 22 Jun 2004 20:29:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My neck hurts so much. I probably look  like a freak because I keep twisting  and turning it in an attempt to crack  it. (or at least find a position that's  comfortable!) Eh, I don't really care  though. <br />
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Today was my last day of American  Government! I feel like a million  bucks...and guess why? I made a 100 on  my final exam! *happy dance* Coach  Crumpler rocks. (even if no one else  thinks so) The study guide and the exam  were identical, and we even did three  "practice exams" before taking the real  one. I feel so...accomplished! It made  me kinda mad to see so many people  cheating, though. I worked hard to  learn the material and all they did was  slack off. Whatever. What matters is  that I made a perfect score on the test  that counts as 20% of my final grade! <br />
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After school, I went over to Brit's  house and then we headed over to  Wimmy's. We got there before her,  though...so we called her and she told  us where the spare key was. We went  inside, drank sodas, looked for dildos  ("It's not illegal unless you get  caught!" lmao I love you Brit), talked  about diseases ("I know what you're  thinking...but it's because of my  disease!"), etc. Wimmer finally got  there, and then the three of us headed  over to Camden for the second portion  of auditions. (for the Charlie Brown  show Wimmer is directing there) <br />
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Not many people showed up today, but I  got to see the guy who was cast as  Charlie Brown...and the girl who was  cast as Sally. She's extremely  southern, but cute. (I agree with Brit,  though - she's a bit annoying.)  Anyways, we found some little kids'  notebooks and looked through them. Can  we say "friggin hilarious"? The  pictures and stories in those things  were classic. Oh, and the "obvious  lesbian" that Wimmy & Brit met yesterday  checked me out, according to Brit. I  think she was just reading my shirt,  but whatever.<br />
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The three of us went to Texas Roadhouse  for dinner, and ended up having to hide  from Stephen. (We thought he wasn't  working there anymore!) Ack. I think he  thought Wimmer was my mom or something  (he's seen Brit's mom) because he  didn't come anywhere near us. kthxgood.<br />
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Our waiter's name was Tim, and he was  super friendly. We got him to try to  say "toy boat" three times in a row,  but he couldn't do it either. (Yeah,  we're cool.) Wimmer would always clap  her hands whenever they sang "happy  birthday" to someone. It was special.  lol "They're gonna think we brought you  here in a buggy!" (Not the horse-drawn  kind, Brit.) He told us two jokes that  I'd never heard before...and I got the  right answer to both of them! I felt  smart. (For the second time today!) <br />
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It was pouring rain when we left, and  the lightning & thunder was just as bad.  We had to wait for Wimmer's mom to get  there with Victoria and Hughston, and  then they climbed in the van and we  started singing "Livin La Vida Loca"  (the Shrek version) at the top of our  lungs. Victoria was freaking out about  the lightning (she's 5, I believe), so  we sang songs to keep her mind off  that.<br />
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Brit was originally going to drop me  off after we hung out at Wimmer's for a  while, but the rain was so bad that she  realized she might have to spend the  night over there...so Wimmer just  brought me home on the way. It sucks  that I have school. (Otherwise I  could've hung out with "the girls"  longer!) <br />
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Victoria is such a card. She cracks me  up. She knew all the words to every  song we sang, she dances like a wild  woman, and she always grabs me when she  wants to talk to me. Anyways, she said  something about "Liz's boyfriend" and I  was like "I don't have a boyfriend,  sweetie." She started talking about a  boy with curly hair, and we were like  "Connor?" and she goes "No, he has  black hair." Again, we asked if it was  Connor. She said no again, insisting  that he had curly black hair like  Brit's. (lol she finally accepted the  fact that we knew what we were talking  about, so she got to the point.) She  told me I should go out on a date with  him. Ha! The irony. Brit & Wimmer were  like "Noooo! You definitely shouldn't!"  I dunno -- maybe you had to be there.<br />
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I've babbled enough for now. Look  forward to edits later. *evil grin*<br />
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<b>EDIT #1:</b> I've started so many poems  lately. I think I might put them all  together and make one big...mess. I  dunno - it could be funny. *shrugs*  Also! Have you ever felt the need to  cry out of the blue? (It's happened to  me before, but not in quite some time.)  I haven't cried in a while, so  yesterday during class I felt like I  needed to. Granted, I wasn't going to  since I was in class and because I have  nothing to cry about...but still! It's  just a strange feeling. Maybe I'll stub  my toe and cry about that or something.  lol I'm a dork.<br />
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Kristen: Do you want to get together  tomorrow? I know I could just ask you  this... ]]></description>
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                <title>*you know how we do it*</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 Jun 2004 20:22:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ha, I think I got the subject line from  Kristen's old profile - but I could be  mistaken. *shrugs* Anyways!<br />
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<b><u>RANDOM</u></b><br />
~T.J. came up to me during break and  asked me if I'd pass him my exam  answers after I finished. (The final  exam for American Government is  tomorrow, and then we start economics.)  I said no in the nicest way possible.<br />
~Ms. Rollerson thought Scott and I were  dating. Uh, how about no? She told me I  was too good for him. lol what the  heck? <br />
~I saw Richard (Crumpler's son) in the  hallway today and he gave me a funny  look. He's probably thinking "What the  heck is she doing here?!" See, I used  to be a major over-achiever back in the  day, and that's when he and I knew each  other.<br />
~Stevhan cracks me up. Seriously! I'm  always smiling around that kid.<br />
~The lovely Diana has an account now!  You should definitely go check her out:  ~<a href="http://enchantress817.deviantart.com/">enchantress817</a><br />
~Brit is in Camden helping Wimmer with  auditions for the Charlie Brown show  she's directing. (Pick a good Sally,  ho!)<br />
~Moshin was apparently in a major  accident and almost died. Brit and I  just thought he hated us and put us on  his block list, but he's actually been  in the hospital. (He's fully recovered  now, thank goodness!)<br />
~I'm not able to go to Charleston with  Brit & Jus because they're leaving on  Saturday and not coming back until  Tuesday. *sighs* Stupid summer school.  I hope you guys have fun!<br />
~I was with Beth from 5 to 6 today. The  power was out until 5:30, and  apparently it had been out an hour  before we got there. In fact,  everyone's power seemed to be out.  (Even the traffic lights were out!  *gulps* I hate it when they don't work.  It's just an accident waiting to  happen.) We had power at the school  though. *shrugs*<br />
~I think Brit and I are hanging out  tomorrow! I'm really looking forward to  that because I haven't gotten to see  her in a while, and because she's  leaving again on uh...Thursday, I  think. (Or maybe it was Wednesday. I'm  slow.)<br />
~I'll edit this later. Ha, you know  it's true.<br />
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<b>EDIT #1:</b> Two people have called asking  us if Bailey is missing! Apparently  there's a really pretty golden  retriever wandering around, so some  lady from down the street left a  message on the machine...and then  Thomas' mom just called and we chatted  for a bit. Yeah, I'm just glad Bailey  is "safe and sound." <br />
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Sorry that I couldn't go to the movies  with you and Blair tonight, Chris! Let  me know how Dodgeball was. <br />
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Thank you to Tom (*<a href="http://budgieishere.deviantart.com/">budgieishere</a>) for  making an awesome avatar for Diana!  (linked earlier in the entry) I really  appreciate it, and I know she does too!<br />
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<b>EDIT #2:</b> I took a nap and made a new  friend. lol that sounds...interesting.  No, I didn't find this guy in my bed  when I climbed in there. He's actually  gay, so it wouldn't really matter.  *laughs* I think I'm going to call it a  night!<br><br> ]]></description>
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                <title>Out of stock? :P</title>
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                <description><![CDATA[ I do have a stock account, but I just  never update it. There are so many  pictures that I need to add! For the  most part, anything in my gallery is  available for stock...but just check  with me first to make sure. *nods* I'd  love for someone to use one of my  pictures! Just be sure to let me check  out the finished product and I'll be a  happy camper.<br><br> ]]></description>
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