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        <pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 04:02:56 PST</pubDate>        
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                <title>Happy Tuesday... AWKWARD!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 16:36:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so i was on the bus coming home from school today when these two freshman that know my boyfriend started talking to me. this was pretty much how it went.<br /><br />Andy: are you going to draw in your sketch book again today?<br />me: no, not today. *pulls out journal*<br />Andy: oh, you're going to write in your diary! *high voice* Dear diary, i love jake! jake is so cute! i mean, he's really a jerk to me, but i love him! love staci!<br />me: be nice! *hits andy with journal* besides, it's not that kid of journal. its like poems and stuff.<br />Andy: can i read it?<br />me: no!<br />Skyler: Andy stop flirting with staci!<br />Andy: dude, no. she's with jake!<br />Skyler: tch- jake. staci, can you believe this kid, he knows you have a boyfriend. <br />Andy: skyler, shut up. <br />me: uh, guys? this is my stop.<br />Andy: Bye staci! later skyler.<br />Skyler: *looks me up and down*<br />me: eww<br />Skyler: "eww" is so old<br />me: what should we say then?<br />Skyler: how about *makes weird purring noise and raises eyebrows*<br />me: yeah... how about not.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Another Football Game Story</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2008 15:44:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so, at the football game on thursday, I started talking to some of the band kids. one of the girls was wearing some of my earings, and they were all tangled up. I was trying to fix them when this freshman comes up and starts talking to me. I knew him in middle school, but I'd never had an actual conversation with him. He was like, "hey, those are your earrings." and I just stared at him. "I remember you wore those... only once... on your birthday." I stared at him and was like, 'That was 2 years ago, how can you remember that?" I mean, really, guys don't normally remember small details... like the earrings you wore on your birthday, 2 years ago. all he said was, "I remember huge earrings."<br />so, then my friend came over and was like, "ooh, did he just call your earrings ugly?" yeah, don't ask me how she thought he said ugly... "no, I never said that!" he practically yelled. my friend was like, "did he call you ugly, staci?" and the was like, "no, i would never say that. I would never call her ugly! she's so... never mind" and then he walked away. <br />I really want to know what he was going to say. Like, not that I should care because I already have a boyfriend, but one can't help but be curious. I mean, when some one starts a sentence like that you just want them to finish. <br />after the game, I went into the band room to see if i could get a ride home from one of my friends, and he was in there. we started talking and then he kinda started flirting. not like really obvious, but like joking and arguing and fighting and stuff. then, he was looking through the 'lost-and-found' for his sweatshirt, and I was helping him. there was alot of jeans and socks and he kept making jokes about the people who lost them. Then he found this green babydoll top and he held it up to himself and asked how he looked. I said, "thats a nice cut on you, but it's not really your shade." and then we started laughing and he held it up to me and all i said was, "no... i don't wear green... ever" and he put it back in the 'lost-and-found'. Then we just went back to having a normal conversation. <br />It was really wierd...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~hunnyface12345</author>
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                <title>YAY! I'm a coach!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 25 Oct 2008 10:38:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Omg! For my comunity service hours, my old choir director is gonna let me help coach the middle school drill team for the parade in May. I'm so excited! I get to help choreograph the routine and everything.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>friends, freaks, and football games.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 18 Oct 2008 23:25:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, Friday night was like this big football game at my high school. Both teams were undefeated all season. I took my friend, Kaylen, so that I would have someone to hang out with. She eventually went off to talk to some of her friends, which I didn't have a problem with because I kida wanted to watch the game (even though i didn't know what was going on). <br /><br />So, I was standing by the gate near the scoreboard, just watching the game and i noticed these guys standing in the corner were staring at me. One of them came and scoots right up next to me and bumps into my arm. I smiled politely and scooted away. He took a deep breath and asked me, "So, do you go to CV or Ferris?" I just gave him a weird look because I was wearing a CV T-shirt and I said, "CV." Then he sighed and was all, "So, how do you like CV and all?" I still was giving him a weird look and was like, "It's ok, i guess." And then I reached up to sweep my hair out of my eyes and the guy saw my FAKE gold and diamond ring. He took off faster than... well, I can't think of anything clever, but he was out of my face pretty quick. <br /><br />When the game had like 5 minutes left, my friend and I were tired, so we went to ask my sister for her car keys. We weren't gonna drive, we were going to sit in the car and wait for her. When I asked her for the keys she flipped out and was like, "You don't need my keys, It's not that cold, you can't be that tired." And then I old her that we just wanted to go to the car and she threw the keys at me. God, she was a bitch that night. I'm over it now though.<br /><br />So, as awkward, and angrifying as that night was, it wasn't an better that our team lost by 5 points. But hey, what can ya do?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>well, this sucks...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 09 Oct 2008 19:58:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so i guess i have tendonitis. crappy, right? so, i hurt my ankle in PE and it was swollen for like ever. so when i got home, my dad took me to the urgent care thing and the doctor said i have tendonitis. like, how many problems can one girl have with her ankles? i mean i've sprained it twice and the bones are out of place, and now tendonitis? are you frikin kidding me?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>God. I am so horrible.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Oct 2008 19:17:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ oh my god.I'm horrible. I'm an idiot. I may be the worst girlfriend in the history of forever. I wanted to tell him, i was going to. but i wasn't ready to. and i didn't know how. ugh, i didn't want him to find out that way. he says he isn't mad, but i think he is.<br /><br />here's the story, my guy friend and i were talking one day. he was talking about the girl that he wanted to ask out, but she turned him down. then he started talking about how he liked me last year... we were having an open and honest conversation and somethings were said. now my boyfriend knows and i really don't want him to be mad at my guy friend, because my guy friend didn't really do anything wrong, he just had a conversation with me. maybe it was too open and honest, but that's all it was. a conversation.<br /><br />i'm worried that i may have ruined their friendship, or i may have ruined my relationship. what if he feels like he can't trust me? what if they don't make up? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> <br /><br />why didn't i get this cleared up sooner? why won't they just admit that they're mad at me?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Homecoming</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 15:12:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Friday night was our school's homecoming football game. We won 40-something to 6. it was fun, but i sat on the other team's side with my friends because there was no room on our side. i got my first kiss after the game. big moment.<br /><br /><br /><br />saturday was the homecoming dance. i went with my boyfriend and it was soo fun. we danced and talked and kissed some more... it was like a real life chick flick. I'll have to post the pictures when i get them back. <br /><br />after the dance i went to my friends house where we went "camping" in a tent in their yard. it was fun, but it was sooooo cold! BRRRR! like i had jammie shorts, jammie pants, and a huge sweatshirt, and like 5 blankets and i was freezing! but it was fun, we ate junk food and talked all night and took crazy pictures. <br /><br /><br /><br />this was an awesome weekend, but now i have to do math homework, psychology homework, language arts homework, and study for a biology quiz... not so fun.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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