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                <title>according to heather</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 Apr 2006 20:31:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "well i've had feelings for you, are you with me? yes... well its sort of like this rubix cube.."<br />
<br />
(declaration of love, conference call style.)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>temporary automobile issue.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 16 Apr 2006 14:40:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ anybody have any tips for driving stick?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>Myspace url finally revieled to public</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 12 Apr 2006 13:16:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=5677541">[link]</a><br />
<br />
yes. thats a myspace url.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>i found the journal section again.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 07 Apr 2006 22:06:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ S.U.V. broke my heart today.<br />
<br />
along with my grill and two headlights.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 Mar 2006 18:16:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ stephanie says <br />
that she wants to know why <br />
it is though <br />
she's the door <br />
she can't be the room<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>PORTFOLIO HELP!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2005 21:12:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey everybody who thinks i should get into college for photography!<br />
<br />
Please respond to this journal with your recommendations and ideas for my portfolio. I appriciate every opinion, and will be submitting many more new pieces.<br />
<br />
<br />
I will send you a cute/provacative emoticon if that persuades you more.<br />
<br />
may god have mercy on my procrastinating soul.<br />
<br />
If this helps, a list of colleges im applying to:<br />
Art Insititute of Boston<br />
SUNY Purchase<br />
SUNY New Paltz<br />
Fashion Institute of Technology<br />
Parsons School of Design<br />
School of the Visual Arts<br />
Montserrat College of Art<br />
<br />
i have no safty schools.<br />
im going to cry.<br />
S.O.S.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>bitter people</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 30 Oct 2005 20:36:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i get excited to make and eat dinner by myself<br />
i drink coffee because i think it might wake me up not because it tastes good<br />
i spend most of my weekends putting on make up just in case someone calls to hang out<br />
i want to live in new jersey<br />
intruction manuels interest me more then poetry and novels<br />
complaining is a great way to start a conversation<br />
i only buy impressive thick books so my shelves are full<br />
i refuse to donate my clothes in case they come back in fashion<br />
i try more then i could ever do<br />
on my list of things i do, avoiding imtimacy is right under breathing<br />
my hands are alwasy cold because i have poor circulation not because im single<br />
my feet are hideous so i wear cute shoes<br />
chances are high that i have already seen your myspace<br />
i go to partys to be seen, not heard<br />
my future consists of a one bedroom apartment and nine cats<br />
<br />
if you ever see me, just to save you some time<br />
your better off with the short blonde <br />
im sober<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 04 Sep 2005 07:29:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ oh my darling<br />
<br />
oh my darling<br />
<br />
oh my darling<br />
<br />
clementine<br />
<br />
you are lost<br />
<br />
and gone forever<br />
<br />
dreadful sorry<br />
<br />
clemetine<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>24</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 24 Aug 2005 16:24:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ and we still laugh<br />
    and we still run<br />
        and we still throw ourselves<br />
                upon love's boats<br />
    but it is much deeper<br />
        and much later<br />
                than we think<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
         (lawrence ferlinghetti)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>dramatic poem.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 13 Aug 2005 10:07:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i took my test this morning<br />
and i failed<br />
im not surprised<br />
(but i am.)<br />
i did everything right except<br />
back in parking<br />
and the driver instructor couldn't<br />
get out of the car<br />
because i was parked too closely<br />
to another car<br />
(maybe he was just too fat)<br />
he was a really nice guy though<br />
and i would of passed<br />
(i got all checks, except that one...)<br />
if i just took the back in parking<br />
alittle more seriously<br />
(it didn't seem like i was going to fail.)<br />
(at the time.)<br />
my sister drove me home<br />
because i insited on crying<br />
the whole way home<br />
(because i knew i could)<br />
then i went inside my moms house<br />
and told her i failed<br />
and she lovingly stated:<br />
"Of course you were going to fail!"<br />
and i got even more upset<br />
(even to the point of talking back.)<br />
and i willingly went<br />
up to my room<br />
(she didn't even have to tell me.)<br />
i read a book<br />
and my mom came up<br />
and told me she was sorry<br />
for yelling at me<br />
and i told her<br />
that she was not at the top of my shit list.<br />
(which she claimed she was during the argument.)<br />
i tried to stay at my moms house<br />
and wait for my aunt<br />
but everytime someone talked to me<br />
i started to mumble and cry<br />
(in that crying language)<br />
(or "are you even speaking english?" "repeat por favor")<br />
so my mom let me drive back to my dads.<br />
<br />
to be 100% honest<br />
i can live another 30+ days without my license<br />
(i wasn't really dying without it)<br />
but i really thought<br />
i was going to suprise myself<br />
and that this <br />
just might be different.<br />
(my driving skillz have nothing to do with it.)<br />
(hell to the no!)<br />
<br />
[on the other hand]<br />
-my dad told me about rehobeth and asked if i wanted to come down with any friends. i told him i had no friends and that he called the wrong number.<br />
-im going to playland tommorow<br />
-kathleen is home<br />
-alice has her drivers test sometime soon<br />
-flordia scares me<br />
-im going to find a rock and live under it.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>angry poem 1</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 12 Aug 2005 19:55:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i might get my license tommorow<br />
(i might not.)<br />
my mom told me that i can't drive with friends<br />
or out of town<br />
for the first couple of weeks<br />
(the last weeks of summer.)<br />
because of safety issues<br />
but im pretty sure<br />
that i will stick my head<br />
into an oven<br />
(not seriously.)<br />
if my summer<br />
doesn't change<br />
(in courtney freindly ways)<br />
i wish i could see<br />
this summer<br />
as being worthwhile<br />
(or anythign positive.)<br />
but im not going<br />
to realize that untill <br />
school starts<br />
(summer ends.)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>italy</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jul 2005 19:50:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i just came back from a week long trip to italy<br />
i stayed at my uncles house in Itri for Camp Linderman which is like a family gathering of sorts.<br />
im not going to go in that much detail, <br />
-horible plane ride up there.<br />
-lost luggage.<br />
-majority of people in italy are italian.<br />
-signing avril lavigne karoke.<br />
-wine bars and bacardi.<br />
 i basically woke up at 10:30 every morning, ate Life ceral, got my bathing suit on, and sat by the pool untill 12, when i woudl either have to do a walkign tour, or sneak my way out of the tours for the afternoon and sit by the pool for longer. around 6pm my family (approx. 30 people) would pile into these huge white vans and drive into town and eat dinner. dinner was a pain just because there were alot of little kids and they were very loud, and we often distrubed the other people eating there.<br />
i was usually fine because in italy they serve you wine like they serve water, with lots of refils. <br />
with that said, i usualy spent the evenings talking about the oil crises in america, to my lasangna.<br />
<br />
<br />
also, very sorry for the delays in the "thank yous" and favoriting and so on and so forth. i will look at all my messages and any new watchers/favoriters gallerys as usual. im sorry if i dont add a "thank you" to your user page. but just know that i am alooking at your gallerys.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>p-rom to the x-treme</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 17 Jun 2005 11:04:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Last nights prom was probebly the most awesome prom night there could be on a thursday night.<br />
i went with =<a href="http://bo88y.deviantart.com/">bo88y</a> as my date and we took a town car to the prom, my school is really small so only 30 people showed up. my camera died a couple weeks ago so i used a polaroid camera the whole night.<br />
me and bobby had to eat lamb because we didn't understand our waiter's french accent when he said the other option, which was fish stuffed with crab meat. Then after dinner we went on the dance floor with everyone a shook it like a polaroid picture. dispite the fact that i was yelling at everyone the whole night not to shake the polaroid pictures when they were developing. at aroudn 10 almost everyone was gone but bobby and i's town car was not comign till 10:45 so we hung out with the photographers at the prom who remeber me from last year. Its funny when everyone leaves prom and all the waiters and servant staff go on the dance floor and just go crazy. the town car finally arrived and we got in the car only to realize that the driver had no idea where bobby lived, so we tried to tell him where to go but we got lost. i was about to fall alseep and was alittle angry at the driver for not knowing where he lived. when we got to bobbys house we said are goodbyes and i got back into the car. it was the longest car ride ever, thats all i will say. i got home and passed out on my bed after i removed the millions of bobby pins in my hair.<br />
<br />
ill put the professional photos in my scraps section.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>hes...dead.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 06 Jun 2005 19:43:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ my camera died.<br />
it has a broken lens.<br />
and it just clicks and buzzes when i turn it on.<br />
i dropped it on the ferry when i stood up to leave the boat, and i just laughed and said fuck really loud, and then i saw the lens was cracked and stood in the aile as people started to line up behind me. adam tapped my shoulder to warn me of the line, so i laughed once more and said i had no hard feelings.<br />
<br />
<br />
RIP.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>harry and luigi</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 01 Jun 2005 18:12:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i finally bought myself a plant, in  fact, i bought 2 plants.<br />
one of them is a Crown of Thorns  (Euphorbia milii) and i named him  Harry.<br />
the other one is a Dracaena "Magenta"  (Dracaena) and i named him Luigi<br />
The names come from my Dad, and when i  was little i got scared and ask my  parents if i could sleep in their room.  And my Dad asked me what it was, and i  said there were monsters in my room. my  Dad then asked me what their names were  and i said i didn't know, so he came up  with the names Harry and Luigi.<br />
After that night i didn't really become  scared of monsters in my room.<br />
---<br />
i bought them at stop and shop and when  i got home i looked for new pots for  them instead of those plastic pots. i  did some research 7th period today and  learned that ceramic pots let the  plants breath more. i only found some  ugly pots that looked like they were  painted by some housewife going through  a midlife crisses and claiming shes an  artist. i used them, but there only  temporary for now.<br />
----<br />
i placed each of them in front of a  speaker and they're listening to the  Smiths at the moment.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>bean</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2005 16:20:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ my dog makes me really sad, i sat with  him in the downstairs hallway while i  was eating some french fries i made,  and he just stared at my fries and  drooled. so i gave him a fry and he  dropped it and just stared at it and  look back at me. So i picked the fry up  again and made sure he was able to  catch it. i wonder if my dog  appriciates my company, because i sit  with him alot. I try not to give him my  food because hes kind of fat, and i  cant pet him alot because he has this  white residue thats on his fur and  makes me sick if i touch my mouth or  eat wihtout washing my hands right  after. I enjoy his company, i like how  he just sits and doesn't talk or  complain about being bored or all the  better things he could be doing  instead. i think hes just getting  really old. I dont want a new dog when  hes gone. puppies are a pain to deal  with. i rather just buy a plant or a  fish and name it chester. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>its such a big mistake</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 23 Apr 2005 15:33:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ let's get together and talk about the  modern age <br />
all of our friends were gathered there <br />
with their pets just talking shit <br />
about how we're all so upset about the  disappearing ground <br />
as we watch it melt <br />
<br />
it's all of the good that won't come  out of us <br />
and how eventually our hands will just  turn to dust <br />
if we keep shaking them <br />
standing here on this frozen lake <br />
<br />
i do this thing where i think i'm real  sick <br />
but i won't go to the doctor to find  out about it <br />
'cause they make you stay real still <br />
in a real small space <br />
as they chart up your insides and put  them on display <br />
<br />
they'd see all of it, all of me, all of  it <br />
all of the good that won't come out of  me <br />
and all the stupid lies i hide behind <br />
it's such a big mistake <br />
lying here in your warm embrace <br />
<br />
oh you're almost home <br />
i've been waiting for you to come in <br />
dancing around in your old suits <br />
going crazy in your room again <br />
i think i'll go out and embarrass  myself <br />
by getting drunk and falling down in  the street <br />
you say i choose sadness <br />
that it never once has chosen me <br />
maybe you're right <br />
<br />
let's talk about all our friends who  lost the war <br />
and all the novels that have yet to be  written about them <br />
<br />
it's all of the good that won't come  out of them <br />
and all the stupid lies they hide  behind <br />
it's such a big mistake <br />
standing here on this frozen lake <br />
it's all of the good that won't come  out of me <br />
and how eventually my mouth will just  turn to dust <br />
if i don't tell you quick <br />
standing here on this frozen lake<br />
<br />
-Rilo Kiley "The Good That Wont Come  Out"<br />
<br />
<br />
I really love this song. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>Dance of the Seven Veils</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Apr 2005 17:07:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Johhny my love, get out of the business<br />
It makes me wanna rough you up so badly<br />
Makes me wanna roll you up in plastic<br />
Toss you up and pump you full of lead<br />
<br />
Johhny my love, get out of the business<br />
The odds are getting fatter by the  minute<br />
That I have got a bright and shiny  platter<br />
And I am gonna get your heavy head<br />
<br />
I only ask because I'm a real cunt in  spring<br />
You can rent me by the hour<br />
I know all about the ugly pilgrim thing<br />
Entertainers bring May flowers<br />
<br />
So Johnny my love<br />
We got us a witness<br />
Now all we gotta do is get a preacher<br />
He can probably skip the "until death"  part<br />
'Cause Johnny my love you're already  dead<br />
<br />
I only ask because I'm a real cunt in  spring<br />
You can rent me by the hour<br />
I know all about the ugly pilgrim thing<br />
Entertainers bring May flowers<br />
<br />
May flowers, May flowers, (To You)<br />
<br />
-Liz Phair<br />
<br />
I dont know why i love this song so  much. I have no secret passion about  the death of John the Baptist. It just  makes me melt for some reason. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>i love lamp.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 21 Apr 2005 16:02:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i had my birthday party yesterday.<br />
cindy got me a chinese lamp, a carvel  cake, and she drew me a birthday card.<br />
bobby got me a jewlery box, an old  photograph his grandpa took, 2 japanese  pokemon cards, and his fourth grade  assignment pad.<br />
ian gave me a bullet shell, 5 dollars,  and provided some tunes from his music  box.<br />
dan danced.<br />
it was a wonderful time. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>we'll trampoline.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 12 Apr 2005 18:35:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i decieded to release my angsty teenage  anger and complaints by writing hakuis  and making mobiles. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>11:35 pm, April 3rd.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 03 Apr 2005 20:38:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ For the past week i have put off  drinking coffee int he morning and  started drinking tea. The tea had its  benefits such as not getting cold rigth  away, not havgin to worry abotu bad  breath, and on the tea bag they have a  little quote which are always fun to  read. i got a really good one by  Charles A. Dana:<br />
  <br />
"Fight for your opinions, but do not  believe that they contain the whole  truth, or the only truth."<br />
<br />
Which is very true. And i think some  people need to be reminded of that.  Another good quote on one of my tea  bags was:<br />
<br />
"Ignorance of certain subjects is a  great part of wisdom."<br />
 -Hugo De Groot <br />
<br />
-----<br />
<br />
If any of you want to listen to a good  song, i would recomend "Shane" by Liz  Phair.<br />
<br />
Also, if you haev noticed that i dont  thank you any more for yoru comments,  its not that i am not thankful, its  just writing thank you after every  comment is startign to get annoying, i  am very thankful for every comment and  favorite. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>12:24 am, March 28th.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 Mar 2005 21:27:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ happy birthday *<a href="http://bo88y.deviantart.com/">bo88y</a><br />
<br />
if you dont know him, you should learn  about him.<br />
1. his hair is actually a miniture  forrest.<br />
2. he can form his face into any shape  possible. (i.e. polygons to tori  spelling)<br />
3. i know a secret about him. but if i  tell, he swore he would come into my  room at night and give me split ends.<br />
4. will eat a bowl of rice even if  theres larvas in it.<br />
5. will marry fiona apple or the human  rencarnation of his dog, mollly.<br />
6. he likes pie very much.<br />
7. he dreams about giraffes.<br />
8. he enjoys talking about perfumes and  the newest edition of readers digest on  roller coasters.<br />
9. he likes his handwriting<br />
10. was born in danbury, ct.<br />
11. has a beautymark above his left  eye.<br />
12. was once worried about dying  because he ate too many Cup of Noodles.<br />
13. he bought me a belt for christmas.<br />
14. he will be "famouse" one day.<br />
15. he is subconciously emo.<br />
16. he is an extrodinary machine. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>useless information.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 05 Mar 2005 15:08:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Current Life..<br />
<br />
What did you last eat? chicken noodle  soup.<br />
<br />
What did you last drink? cherry coke.<br />
<br />
What are you wearing? rolled up jeans  with my plaid cowboy shirt and my brown  blazer<br />
<br />
What are you doing? waiting for dinner.<br />
<br />
What was the last thing you did? walked  into a wall and banged my hip.<br />
<br />
What was the last thing you said? "i  hate my life"<br />
<br />
Current Music: "Dance of the Seven  Veils" by Liz Phair<br />
<br />
Current Jewlery: my hideous baby G  watch that needs to be burned.<br />
<br />
CurrentEveryday Style: i've got taste  and flavor.<br />
<br />
Other stuff...<br />
<br />
Shop-aholic? not anymore, i spend all  my money on greasy diner food.<br />
<br />
Music obsessed? i like music, i listen  to it, i have cds. but i dont know much  about cool music.<br />
<br />
Alcholic? i'll have a rum and coke,  sans the rum.<br />
<br />
Druggie? i try to alter my brian  chemicals manuely.<br />
<br />
People:<br />
<br />
Last person you talked to? my sister<br />
<br />
Last person you hugged? my mom usually  hugs me, but when she hugs me, she puts  her arms over mine so i cant hug back,  so i pat her arms. but bobby give  fantastic hugs.<br />
<br />
Last person you kissed? George  Tropicana...no wait i mean Glass.  George Glass.<br />
<br />
Last person you yelled at? Haden 2  years go for scaring me.<br />
<br />
Relationships:<br />
<br />
Boyfriend/Girlfriend? no<br />
<br />
Closest/Most Trusted Friends: I trust  almost everybody, even homeless people.  it migth be a bad habit.<br />
<br />
Are you in love? My Limbic System  overflows at the sight of you, you make  my vagus tremble, my oxytocin wants to  cudle with you, my "PEA" is hot for  YOU, you cant have serotonin without  some tryptophan, ok, i'll admit it, the  last one made NO SENCE at all. <br />
<br />
Do you think friends with benifits is  okay? it gets old after awhile.<br />
<br />
Do you hate anyone? Nope. <br />
<br />
Do you like anyone? i like my friends.<br />
<br />
Do you forget people easily? i forget  what people say more then i forget  them.<br />
<br />
Lets talk about sex baby....<br />
<br />
Last time having sex? never.<br />
<br />
Last person you had sex with? no one.<br />
<br />
Do you belive in premartial sex: yes.  even though its seems like i don't, im  not choosing this celibate life of  mine.<br />
<br />
Would call yourself a slut? im a  skanktastic. i'll give my digits to  anybody. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>dont judge me.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 Mar 2005 11:13:14 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ FiNe x MaDnEsS: fuck you coutney...and  your fucking morals.<br />
FiNe x MaDnEsS: god.<br />
FiNe x MaDnEsS: i am real.<br />
FiNe x MaDnEsS: real.<br />
the color of we: fuck you bobby<br />
FiNe x MaDnEsS: god.....i sure am wild  about giraffes.<br />
the color of we: hahaha ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>soundtrack1</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 Feb 2005 15:25:59 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Opening credits: Evil - Interpol<br />
Waking up: Rumble - Link Wray and His  Ray Men<br />
Average day: Mama Told Me Not To Come -  Three Dog Night<br />
First date: Big Me - Foo Fighters<br />
Falling in love: Good Vibrations -  Beach Boys<br />
Love scene: Teardrop - Massive Attack<br />
Fight scene: Gut Feeling - Devo<br />
Breaking up: Bad Diary Days - Pedro the  Lion<br />
Getting back together: 30 Century Man -  Scott Walker <br />
Secret love: It's Not - Aimee Mann<br />
Life's okay: Fix - Pedro the Lion<br />
Mental breakdown: Fake Plastic Trees -  Radiohead<br />
Driving: Here Comes Everybody - Autolux  <br />
Learning a lesson: Scatterbrain -  Radiohead<br />
Deep thoughts: Life in Mono - Mono <br />
Flashback: Paints Peeling - Rilo  Kiley/I Might Be Wrong - Radiohead<br />
Partying: For Your Love - The Yardbirds  <br />
Happy dance: Genius of Love - Tom Tom  Club<br />
Regretting: Ball and Chain - Big  Brother and the Holding Co.<br />
Long night alone: Lullaby - Pedro the  Lion <br />
Death scene: For the Damaged - Blonde  Redhead <br />
Closing credits: Moon over Marin - Dead  Kennedys <br />
-----<br />
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<br />
I wrote this all down, and i went to  click copy on my computer and i  accidently clicked paste and didn't  realize it untill i posted it on  deviant art, so i had to redo the whole  list by memory. I got most of it down  except teh Flashback part, so i just  put 2 random good songs there. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>i letch for you.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Feb 2005 21:01:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Dear Mr. Michael Stipe,<br />
There is not way to say this lightly,  so i am forced to bluntly declare my  infatuation towards you. I am a female  and aware that you choose males when it  comes to intimate relationships, but  i'm afraid that will not hold me back  from my on going desires of us spooning  on an 18th century oriental rug in  front of a warm stone fireplace. I  think we deserve a quiet night more  than anyone else, and i dont think you  should be quick to throw away my offer  due to the fact that i have ovaries.  The truth is that we our soul mates, i  have known this since i was just a  little girl, when i would look down  through the holes of the laundry room  floor to see you on the TV. Your voice  haunts my reverie when i hear it  through my blown out two inch speakers.  And i have made your delicate  symmetrical face my wallpaper on my  computer that my parents bought me for  christmas. I ache for your eternal  touch and i'm hoping that you would  accompany me to my junior prom. If i  fail my drivers license test then my  mother will drive us there in her brand  new mini van. Please contact me as soon  as you get this, i dont know if i can  ever love again if you reject my simple  proposal of us being life long lovers.  I can not go on any longer with this  letter, i must stop before my heart  descends into my lower intestine  region. Farewell my love.<br />
<3 courtney.<br />
<br />
------<br />
i felt that i needed to write a love  letter for valentines day, so i  decieded to write one to my childhood  crush Michael Stipe, the lead singer of  the band REM. I hope you found it  amusing, because it would be a shame if  someone took it seriously and sent it  to him. the only thign true in that  letter is that i actually did go up to  the laundry room and looked through the  holes in the floor into the TV room  because i was really nervous when  someone saw me watching him on TV. i  still get nervous when i watch a sex  scene in a movie with people. and i  already invited bobby to my junior  prom, and my desktop is really just a  simple blue and white flower pattern.<br />
<br />
so happy valentines day (a little  early) and may the love letters  flourish. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>i take it back.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Feb 2005 19:49:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "im sure valentines day is going to be  wonderful. and how i will have to  listen to how miserable people are  because they dont have a boyfriend, and  then i say i dont have one but no one  really does care when they have  themselves to worry about."<br />
<br />
i take that back. valentines day is  very fun. i get to miss classes to have  parties (even though im in highschool)  and all the candy that goes around to  eat, and how fun it is making  valentines out of construction paper  and doilies and decorating them with  stickers. and it was snotty what i said  about how it would suck to listen to  all the sad people on valentines day  because im sure those people want  someone to talk to that isn't secretly  thinkign about how annoying they are in  ther head. no. valentines day is a very  nice holiday, and i cant wait for it to  come so i can bathe in its candy heart  and contruction paper glory. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>courtney, you're barely alive.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Feb 2005 16:31:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i'm slowly dying.<br />
<br />
my lazy and unmotivated attitude  towards life is slowly eating away at  me. all i do is sit and wait for  something to come my way, and once it  does come my way i panic and put it off  untill it comes my way again. I am  really starting to hate my inner  persona.<br />
my dad bought home a laptop for me, and  i thought it was just one of the many  computer appliances that he brings home  from work because no one wanted it. and  when he gave it to me i didn't act all  surprised or excited because i thought  it was just one of those "we dont need  this in the office so im giving it to  you". But my mom later told me that it  was my birthday present, because i  wanted a laptop. So i feel bad because  i hurt my dads feelings by not  appriciating the laptop.<br />
but this is where it really eats me  alive because once i heard it was my  birthday present i got really bummed  because i was looking forward to  getting some new shiny laptop for my  18th birthday and not some hand me  down/nobody wants this kind of laptop  from the office that was made 8 years  ago. And i shoudl do the nice thing and  be happy with what i have like i always  do. and not be a brat and not want it  because its not new and i cant take it  out of the box. my mom said we cant  afford anything like that, so ill have  to wait till next year. so i'll just  bite my tounge. but it got me alittle  depressed that im not getting anything  new or big and special. i guess im just  tierd of getting used stuff.<br />
<br />
but i hate to think like that because i  should be happy with what i have, and i  do have new stuff, i'm usually fine  with the second best situtaion. its  just eating me alive and i dont know  how to get rid of it.<br />
<br />
im sure valentines day is going to be  wonderful. and how i will have to  listen to how miserable people are  because they dont have a boyfriend, and  then i say i dont have one but no one  really does care when they have  themselves to worry about. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>clenching</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2005 16:56:35 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ well i went to the dentist today to see  why my teeth have been hurting so bad.  i thought it was my wisdom teeth, but  my doctor said it was because im  clenching my teeth to much because im  either nervous or stressed abotu  something.<br />
i wish it was my wisdom teeth so i  coudl just get them removed and have  the problem over with. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2005 10:41:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i want to thank *<a href="http://winst.deviantart.com/">winst</a> for painting  that wonderful picture. I am truely  honerd and acting like a giddy school  girl. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>notice.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 Jan 2005 12:52:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i took my screen name down because i'm  tierd of people instant messaging me  just to tell me im a narsasstic slut.<br />
I have noticed that there are alot of  picture of me in my gallery, its not  like i need to be reminded, its just  that when i take pictuers of other  people they sometimes seem disappointed  that it didn't come out the way they  wanted it to come out. if i take a  crappy pictue of myself i could care  less, i can just take another one  instead of getting all upset and  give  up because my picture didn't come out  the way i wanted.<br />
another reason might be that i have  grown very attached to my bed and couch  and woudl rather be with them then  going out with my friends. Nothing  against my friends though. i just like  being home.<br />
so i hope that this can help you change  your mind to think that im not some  egotistic snot. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>eat your feelings.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 20 Jan 2005 08:36:20 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I decieded that i am going to submit  more happier lightweight photos because  a majority of my photograph look lonely  and sad. My teacher says i enjoy  expressing vulnerablity in photographs,  but she enjoys my happier pictures  better because it shows more naturally  to me. Which is true, im a very happy  person, im usually 98.5% happy. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 15 Jan 2005 19:23:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i hate having long quizzes on my page. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>i dont know why i felt i had to do this quiz.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 15 Jan 2005 13:53:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ First best friend: anna in kindergarten<br />
First car: it will come to me soon.<br />
First date: i dont remember<br />
First real kiss: ...<br />
First self purchased CD: jamariqui<br />
First pets: a hermit crab<br />
First piercing/tattoo: my ears in 6th  grade<br />
<br />
LASTS.<br />
Last kiss: a long long time ago, in a  place far away.<br />
Last good cry: cryign is never good.<br />
Last movie seen: garden state<br />
Last beverage drank: water<br />
Last food consumed: gum<br />
Last phone call: chad last night.<br />
Last time showered: yesterday afternoon<br />
Last shoes worn: vans<br />
Last cd played: the mr. rendich mix.<br />
Last annoyance: havign no one to talk  to online.<br />
Last disappointment: not studing  midterms i guess.<br />
Last website visited: myspace.<br />
Last word you said: please.<br />
Last song you sang: love will tear us  apart<br />
<br />
What color socks are you wearing: brown  hiking socks, i get very angry when my  toes get cold<br />
What color of underwear are you  wearing: black, but there cotton brief,  so its not sexy.<br />
What's under your bed?: boxes of  pictures, and old school work<br />
<br />
<br />
.CURRENT.<br />
<br />
Current mood: tierd<br />
Current music: one by aimee man<br />
Current taste: the moisture in my  mouth.<br />
Current hair: nice<br />
Current clothes: brown pants and a  white shirt with little hearts sewed in  it.<br />
Current annoyance(s): peopel with away  messages<br />
Current desktop picture: just some  pattern of lines and circles<br />
Current book: texts books.<br />
Current color of toenails: natural<br />
Current hate: not having my license.<br />
<br />
Mark "X" for yes...<br />
<br />
(X) been drunk<br />
(X) been high<br />
(X) kissed a member of the opposite sex<br />
(x) kissed a member of the same sex<br />
() crashed a friend's car<br />
() been to Japan<br />
(X) ridden in a taxi<br />
(X) been dumped<br />
() been fired or laid off<br />
() been in a fist fight<br />
(X) snuck out of my parent's house<br />
() ever had a crush on someone of the  same sex<br />
() ever dated someone of the same sex<br />
(X) had feelings for someone who didnt  have them back<br />
() been arrested<br />
(x) made out with a stranger<br />
(X) stole something from my job<br />
() celebrated new years in time square<br />
() gone on a blind date<br />
(X) had a crush on a teacher<br />
() celebrated mardi-gras in new orleans<br />
(x) been to Europe<br />
() skipped school<br />
(x) cut myself on purpose<br />
() been married<br />
() gotten divorced<br />
() had children<br />
() seen someone die.<br />
() been to Africa.<br />
(x) Punched a friend<br />
() Been to Canada<br />
() Been to Mexico<br />
(X) Been on a plane<br />
(X) Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show<br />
() Thrown up in a bar<br />
(X) Purposely set a part of myself on  fire<br />
(X) Eaten Sushi<br />
(X) Been Snowboarding<br />
() Met someone in person from the  internet<br />
(X) Been moshing at a concert<br />
() had real feelings for someone you  knew only online<br />
() been in an abusive relationship<br />
() been pregnant or got someone  pregnant<br />
() lost a child<br />
() gone to college<br />
() graduated college<br />
() had sexual intercourse of any kind<br />
() tried killing yourself<br />
() taken painkillers<br />
(X) love someone or miss someone right  now<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
LAYER ONE: On the Outside<br />
Name: courtney<br />
Birthdate: April 19 1987<br />
Birthplace: new jersey<br />
Current Location: conneticut<br />
Eye color: green<br />
Hair color: brown<br />
Righty or lefty: righty<br />
Zodiac sign: aries, but im a cusps, so  i have more tarus traits.<br />
<br />
<br />
LAYER TWO: On the Inside<br />
Your heritage: german irish<br />
Shoes you wore today: vans<br />
Your weaknesses: deep voice<br />
Your fears: waves.<br />
Goal you'd like to achieve: get my  license.<br />
<br />
LAYER THREE: Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow<br />
Your most overused phrase on aim:  awesome <br />
Your thoughts first waking up: why.<br />
Your best physical feature: my  shoulders i think<br />
Your bedtime: whenever i run out of  peoelp to talk to<br />
Your most missed memory: for some reaon  i really miss being at silver hill<br />
<br />
<br />
LAYER FIVE: Do You?<br />
Cuss: radomly<br />
Sing: to myself<br />
Take a shower everyday: i try<br />
Have a crush(es): no. yes. no. yes. no  yesnoeisnofnseiofh;sehs<br />
Think you've been in love: no<br />
Like(d) high school: yes<br />
Want to get married: yes<br />
Believe in yourself: at times.<br />
Get motion sickness: no<br />
Think you're attractive: well accordint  to all the compliments i get from my  friends mothers, hell yes.<br />
Think you're a health freak: no way<br />
Get along with your parents: yes<br />
Like thunderstorms: most of the time.<br />
Play an instrument: im musically inept.<br />
<br />
<br />
LAYER SIX: In the past month have  you...<br />
Drank alcohol: yes<br... ]]></description>
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                <title>hug.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Jan 2005 22:07:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i could use a hug right about now. ]]></description>
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                <title>pop muzik.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 12 Jan 2005 14:24:16 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Music inspires most of my pictures. so  heres a list of music i have been  listening to recently:<br />
<br />
rick springfield - love is alright  tonight<br />
the only ones - another girl, another  planet<br />
marcy playground - sex and candy<br />
devo - mongoloid<br />
devo - gut feeling<br />
le tigre - keep on livin'<br />
le tigre - mediocrity rules<br />
the delgados - sink or swim<br />
the undertones - true confessions<br />
squeeze - up the juntion<br />
<br />
<br />
listen to any of these songs if you  dont know them. ]]></description>
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                <title>1.06.05</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 06 Jan 2005 15:43:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ it was a snow day today, and i got to  wake up late. nothing really new to  write.<br />
<br />
Watching: Nothing.<br />
Music: The Police - I Cant Stand Losing  You<br />
Book: Bartleby the Scrivner...<br />
<br />
i always wanted to do that. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>ID</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 04 Jan 2005 20:08:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm getting tierd of wanting to take  pictures but having no one around, so  im goign to start taking my camera  around everywhere i go.<br />
<br />
By the way, i hope you guys are all  enjoying my ugly face ID, because im  getting nervous that people might think  my face is always like that. ]]></description>
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                <title>On a different note...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 04 Jan 2005 17:56:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I think that i am offically out of my  deperssed rut i was in for vacation. I  realized that when i dont have school  all i think alot about everything,  which leads to analyzing, and then i  end up over anyalyzing everything and i  think the world has forgotten me and  that everyone hates my guts. Which is  not true, and now that i have school  work, i can think about trinomial  squares and what compounds dissolve in  an aqueous solution rather than why no  one talks to me online and how my cell  phone is my one way ticket to  happiness. I am generally more cheery  now to think about it and i appologize  to anyone who saw me for acting wierd  on vacation.<br />
I'm planning to get my license by  april, otherwise ill be alittle  concerned abotu being 18 and still  havign my mom drive me to school. so  please bitch at me to go and tell me  all the reasons why i should go because  if i dont do get my license by 18  people are going to "start talking" or  so thats what im told. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>2004</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 03 Jan 2005 15:11:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 1. What did you do in 2004 that you'd  never done before?<br />
I went to a prom.<br />
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2. Did you keep your new years'  resolutions, and will you make more for  next year?<br />
I tried to keep it, but i never  actually acomplished it, and i made the  same resolution as i have in the past 3  years.<br />
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3. Did anyone close to you give birth?<br />
no, i dont think so.<br />
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4. Did anyone close to you die?<br />
No one i knew who I was very close too.<br />
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5. What countries did you visit?<br />
Italy<br />
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6. What would you like to have in 2005  that you lacked in 2004?<br />
My license<br />
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7. What date from 2004 will remain  etched upon your memory, and why?<br />
I guess new years eve from last year.  it wasn't anything important, I just  cant remeber any other dates. <br />
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8. What was your biggest achievement of  the year?<br />
Finally graduating sophmore year.<br />
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9. What was your biggest failure?<br />
Not getting my license.<br />
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10. Did you suffer illness or injury?<br />
I got dehydrated alot.<br />
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11. What was the best thing you bought?<br />
I usually dont buy anything amazing,  usually just food. <br />
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14. Where did most of your money go?<br />
It went to many diners, resturaunts,  and the happy people who work at the 24  hour dunkin donuts.<br />
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15. What did you get really, really,  really excited about?<br />
I got really excited for Cindys party.<br />
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16. What song will always remind you of  2004?<br />
Im Sorry for 2004 by Ruben Studard  because it has the date in the song  title, besides that i never listened to  the song completely.<br />
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17. Compared to this time last year,  are you:<br />
Happier or sadder - sadder<br />
Older or wiser - wiser<br />
Thinner or fatter? - thiner<br />
Richer or poorer? - poorer<br />
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18. What do you wish you'd done more  of?<br />
listen to people.<br />
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19. What do you wish you'd done less  of?<br />
complained about being lonely. <br />
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20. How will you be spending  Christmas/How did you spend Christmas?<br />
I was with my family in my house and i  opened presents took a shower and went  back to sleep. <br />
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22. Did you fall in love in 2004?<br />
no, not that im aware of. <br />
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24. What was your favorite TV program?<br />
Degrassi, Doctor 90210, and i woudl  watch VH1 if nothing else was on  because anythign on VH1 is good.  <br />
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25. Do you hate anyone now that you  didn't hate this time last year?<br />
i know more about some people, but i  wouldn't say i hate them because i dont  know them that well.<br />
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26. What was the best book you read?<br />
The Rum Diary.<br />
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27. What was your greatest musical  discovery?<br />
Old Liz Phair songs<br />
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28. What did you want and get?<br />
i got a camera and i got some pictures  of the year.<br />
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29. What did you want and not get?<br />
my license<br />
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30. What was your favorite film of this  year?<br />
Buffalo '66, Garden State, Wet Hot  American Summer, and of course Forrest  Gump<br />
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31. What did you do on your birthday,  and how old were you?<br />
I turned 17 and i invited heather,  amanda, and kathleen to sleep over but  no one could make it. however i went to  the city with heather several months  later, and she bougth me dinner saying  that this was my birthday present.  which was nice.<br />
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32. What one thing would have made your  year immeasurably more satisfying?<br />
having my license<br />
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33. How would you describe your  personal fashion concept in 2004?<br />
colorful, warm, and sometimes really  lazy. <br />
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34. What kept you sane?<br />
Being really tierd alot of the time. <br />
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35. Which celebrity/public figure did  you fancy the most?<br />
Paul Rudd. <br />
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36. What political issue stirred you  the most?<br />
Hmm, i dont know, i try not to read to  much about politics, but the pictures  of the prisoners in Iraq were pretty  disturbing.<br />
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37. Who did you miss?<br />
Rob, Lori, Heather<br />
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38. Who was the best new person you  met?<br />
I got to know Heather more, Bobby,  Cindy, Alice, Ian, theres more, but  those are the ones on top of my head. <br />
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39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you  learned in 2004:<br />
Look at question 40.<br />
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40. Quote a song lyric that sums up  your year: <br />
"And I came upon a doctor, who appeared  in quite poor health. I said, "there's  nothing I can do for you, you can't do  for yourself" He said, "oh yes you can,  just hold my hand, I think that that  would help". So i sat with him a while  and i asked him how he felt, he said,  "I think I'm cured, no infact I'm sure  of it, thank you stranger... for your  theraputic smile." So that's how I  learned the lesson that everyone's  alone.<br />
Also <br />
"You see I used to think that I'd get  over everything. But everything just... ]]></description>
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                <title>1.2.05</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 02 Jan 2005 17:06:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I went to the mall today, i bought a  sweater and a shirt with gift  certificates before i forgot about  them. I tried on some dresses but i no  dresses fit right. we celbrated katjas  22nd birthday today. my mom searched  the entire kitchen for 20 minutes for a  candle, and she found one. im listening  to music right now, and i dont want to  go to school. i have an art project due  tommorow and the assignment is to draw  something that relates to the topic of  "what we see if different from what we  think." i think im going to fail. no. i  know im going to fail. ]]></description>
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                <title>$35</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 02 Jan 2005 12:35:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am curerntly reading on how I can  have a more beautiful smile in just 3  days if I use my Crest Premium  Whitestrips. The directions seem kind  of easy but I dont know if I want to  put one of those strips in my mouth for  30 minutes. Plus Katja said it made her  teeth really sensitive. So i'm alittle  afraid but i'm tierd of seeign pictures  of me with gross teeth. I brush my  teeth everyday, so there not dirty  gross, i think they just turned more  yellow over the years. So hopefull i  will have a completely new and  beautiful smile and i only paid $35 for  it. ]]></description>
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                <title>night time conversations</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 01 Jan 2005 21:30:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ MapleLeafRagg: hows you<br />
<br />
the color of we: well i was  contemplating finding a rope to hang  myself but now that you came back i  migth just postpone that<br />
<br />
MapleLeafRagg: why would you<br />
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the color of we: because im cold<br />
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MapleLeafRagg: get warm<br />
<br />
the color of we: i really dont have a  reason<br />
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MapleLeafRagg: but what are you feeling<br />
<br />
the color of we: feeling? im feeling  cold. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>Why cant i last</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 01 Jan 2005 20:32:35 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Tonight was particularly cold, but not  because of the wind or the moon's cold  reflection which seemed to be beeming  down on just me, it was more of an  internal cold, the kind of cold which  makes my hands constantly freezing,  even when someones holding them. ]]></description>
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                <title>This is lifes inner meaning</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 30 Dec 2004 19:28:49 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I was talking to Amanda earlier today  and i was sure i was going to hang out  shes not online and her phone is  broken, so Amanda is MIA at the moment.  I have been sitting in my room, in the  same chair, looking at the same thing  for about 3 hours now. I made a cd for  amanda for when we go out, btu i dont  think i will be able to give it to her  tonight due to the fact that i probebly  wont see her tonight. I looked through  some pictures online, listened to my cd  i made for amanda, talked to ian and he  sent me some good songs, took the quiz  that was in bobbys live journal only  for me to delete all my answers because  i hated everyone of them, re-applied my  make up about 6 times, wore some  jewerly but took it off because i  couldn't stand it, thought about  changing bobs cd because i realize that  some of the songs on it suck alot,  alphabetically ordered my medication  from Adderal to Zoloft, changed my  profile on AOL instant mesenger, and  cleaned my glasses. Right now i'm  listening the Talking Heads song "The  Book I Read" for the 100th time and  eating the crumbs that our left of my  altoids box, and thinking about  cleaning my desk because it is really  messy. This whole journal right here is  the meaning of my life.<br />
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<br />
<br />
Feel my fingers as they <br />
touch your arms <br />
I'm spinning around <br />
but I feel alright <br />
<br />
<br />
The only answer i liked on the quiz was<br />
Describe yourself in one word:: waiting. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>Edit</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 29 Dec 2004 18:01:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I edited some on my pictrues so when  you look at the full size they aren't  gigantic. ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 28 Dec 2004 13:00:35 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am going to buy some teeth whitening  strips. ]]></description>
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                <title>Top 5 List</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 26 Dec 2004 22:26:32 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Heres my Top 5 List of things that make  me nervous<br />
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1. Seeing guys in there swimsuits - Its  very awkward seeing a guy you know  wearing swim trunk when you are used to  seeing them in shirts and pants. I get  very nervous by this<br />
<br />
2. When people dont say goodbye - I  never know if someone is angry and they  just leave, or if they just forgot, or  if they never even noticed me, those  are all bad things and make me nervous<br />
<br />
3. When people cry around me - I'm not  very good at emotions and knowing what  people mean when they do things. And  when someone crys i dont know why and i  dont know what to say because i dont  want to make them cry anymore. I  usually just leave when this happens,  and it makes me seem like im cold  hearted, which is not what i mean by  leaving.<br />
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4. Being naked in the shower - Now i  know the only way i can get clean is if  i go into the shower with no clothes,  and i know no ones is there and if  someone walked into the room i still  had the shower curtain to block anyone  from seeing me, but i cant help but  cover my private parts while taking a  shower. You could of gone on with your  life without knowing that, but it makes  me very nervous and it just had to go  on the list<br />
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5. Looking people in the eye for to  long - When i was in third grade my  teacher would always tell my parents  that i should work on my eye contact  skill. And whenever the teacher woudl  ask me a question i would look at the  wall or somethign else and answer her,  then she woudl answer back "Courtney,  the stapler didn't ask you about your  homework" thinking she was so witty.  And so i guess i improved because  people stoped bothering me about it but  i still get nervous when i look someone  in the eyes for to long, theres so much  people can know about you when they  look at your eyes, its like being  naked. Theres this one time where i saw  this guy who worked in Brookstone who  looked just like my dear friend bobby,  he had the same hair and lips, and i  wanted to see if he had bobbys eyes but  i didn't want to look at this strange  guys eyes because he might think that i  had a crush on him and that would be  embarrasing, plus he was flirting with  my sister and telling her that if she  bought this special touch screen alarm  clock that he would reduce the price to  only 12$ instead of 20$. My sister  bought the clock and i left the store  as soon as possible. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>We can be like there are.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 25 Dec 2004 21:07:39 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Disclaimer: This is a relatively sad  topic but please take it a light way  like i ment it to be taken.<br />
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I was thinking one night about death,  first i started off with what would it  be like if i died, and what would you  act like when you found out. Would you  cry first and be more in shock and cry  a little later. Im not thinking of  death in a depressing way and im not  saying to myself "no one would care if  i died!" I know people would be sad.  Then i started thinking about what it  would be like if you died. I was  thinking of how it could feel, and how  i would react. I played the "I heard it  through the phone" scene where i would  hear the voice over the line tell me  about you being gone, and how i would  not answer back immeditaly and just say  bye and hang up. I thought about who i  woudl hear it from, your father or  maybe from a friend? I also thought  about how i would be so angry with you  for not saying goodbye, because you  know how angry i get when you just sign  off line or leave to go somewhere  without saying goodbye. It ran across  my mind about what i would be like at  your funeral as well. That i would not  cry because i know you wouldn't want to  see that, and that i would wear my  ballet shoes even though they are pink  and you are suppose to wear all black  to a funeral. But the thing i thought  most about was where i would sit at  your funeral.<br />
I decieded that i would sit in the  back.<br />
Now i have not been to that many  funerals, I only remeber being at a  funeral for my aunts father, who i  never even knew. I dont really know why  i had to go, but i remember sitting in  the back and observing the people and  were they sat and who decided for them  to sit there. Which was how i came up  with how people would sit at your  funeral.<br />
The first row of course would be  family, thats the VIP golden section  that nobody can get in. Its like Buddy  Holly trying to get in studo 54, you  and they know that you just dont  belong. Then after the family its the  friends. Which would contain all your  best friends, buddys, pals, and even  the bitches who talked to you twice in  ceramics and now that your gone they  think you changed their entire life.  After that very long long section of  people you have your people who are  there for the moral support of everyone  else. They didn't know you that well or  maybe not at all, but their there to  support there friends or relatives who  knew you. I am not particularly fond of  this group due to the large amounts of  crosswords puzzles being solved or  gameboys beeping and flashing. And last  there is the back row, with the people  who showed up late or the people who  feel like they would need to excuse  themselves multiple amounts of times  and who are thoughtful enough to sit in  the back to not disturb the ceremony.<br />
Like i said before i do not belong in  the first section due to the fact that  i am not a family member. I wont even  try to sit up there. Then theres the  friends section, which is where i  techincally should sit. But i know  there will be a mad house of friends  there, and finding a seat would be  ridiculous. Im horrible at asking for  things i want, i have a way of sounding  like a shy 3 year old. I would probebly  ask a question like "Um..Can  i..uhh...sit here?, if..um.. no one is  sitting here of course" and i would get  some response such as "Im sorry, but  Mike, Dan, Jen, Sally, and Chrissy are  suppose to sit there.They called 5's."  and i would walk away and ask someone  else. I would probebly run into one of  those bitches who barely knew you and i  would ask and get a comment such as  "Sorry, but he was my best friend, we  talked all the time. I really should  sit here." I would get angry but theres  not point of asking her to move because  she would probebly sit behind me and  bitch to her friends the whole time  about how no one even knew who i was  and that my head was blocking her way  of your "hot cousin in the corner".  After that long crowd of your friends i  would come across the moral supporters,  and i would simply not sit with them  because you mean more to me then  finding a 7 letter word for "junk" and  capturing a level 23 charmander. <br />
Which leaves me with late or the  bladder infected people. Even though i  am neither of those people, I know that  i dont deserve a better seat then  anyone else there. Im not special or  important. I'm just a friend. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>Triple X-Mas</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 25 Dec 2004 11:46:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Merry Chrismahanakwanzaka!<br />
<br />
I didn't get to sleep last night till 6  in the morning. I dont know why i  couldn't sleep, i was just sitting in  my bed and thinking about so many  things. I ended up having to my  sleeping meds only to be woken up at  6:40 to open presents. The sun wasn't  even up when i had to go downstairs and  i was really grumpy. I'll make a list  of what I got.<br />
1. A Nikon camera body with 2 lens with  a UV filter for each lens from my dad<br />
2. A lime green sweater and a red  sweater from my mom<br />
3. An Coca Cola alarm clock from katja  since i love coke and so she doesn't  have to wake me up in the morning for  school<br />
4. The book "Where is Coco Going?" by  Sloane Tanen from my mom because my  family used to call me coco, and my mom  said i looked like the chick in the  book<br />
5. The 90's Edition of Trivial Pursuit  from my sister<br />
6. A pin from Katja. I thanked her by  quoting what she once said to me...  "Isn't is great?! I mean you can change  the whole outfit by putting just one  little pin on your shirt...its amazing,  and only .50 cents!"<br />
7. A pack of Pokemon cards from my  brother<br />
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And candy in my stocking. I thought  that is was a good christmas. I took a  shower after opening presents and then  went down to have some pancakes. Then i  went up stairs to go back to sleep and  i just woke up now.<br />
Everyone liked the presents I got them,  which was a green sweater for Katja, a  tea pot for my mom, a book about sharks  for my brother, and katies present  should be coming soon. Thats about it  for my christmas day, i think im going  to watch napolean dynamite in my new  sweater. ]]></description>
                <author>~my-darling</author>
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                <title>Didn't proof read-Read at your own risk</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 Dec 2004 09:11:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This night has all gone awry, and its  only 8:44 PM. Early today I made a bet  with the devil that I could get more  smashed tonight then him. I thought i  had this one in the bag and it would be  an easy goal (the only goals i keep are  the easy goals). I called people to get  my night into motion, but all i got  were answering machines, which did not  answer anything. So i decieded to let  my cell phone cool down for alittle bit  and sit on my couch in my room. I  recently cleaned my room so i can  actually sit on the couch which is  rare, so i took full advantage of this  oppurtunity. So im sitting in my couch  in my room alone listening to a cd in  the background. I'm staring at my  computer and like usual i just make  faces. The face i concentraited on for  this evening was the "blank stare"  face. As you know the blank stare is  one of those faces that you give people  or people give you when you dont want  to show what your feeling or the look  on peoples face when you have no idea  what there thinking. So i just started  thinking of all sorts of stuff that  bring forth emotions and just kept a  lifeless face. I felt my face get  heavier and heavier each feeling i held  back. Before I knew it i looked like a  bloodhound dog or a champion poker  player with a royal flush. I had enough  of this game and stopped it by trying  to smile. I wanted to do this slowly  because if i did it to fast i might  break my smile, Thats what Coach DiPalo  says when we stand up from streching,  that we migth break out back if we get  up to fast. Coach DiPalo probebly only  cared to say that for insurance  reasons, but if i broke my smile i  would be in a world of doom and  sadness, and it is the season to be  happy so that would just not work. I  started to bring one end of my mouth up  and then down, repeat twice then switch  to the other side. However when i did  this i felt like if i was drunk  already. Breaking out of my blank stare  face into a happy face made my head  rush and i just became so tierd and  woozy. A voice in my head told me that  if i force a huge smile on my face then  i might get more drunk. I tired it and  it didn't work, i was getting tierd of  this whole face thing. So i watched the  shadows of feet under my door untill on  pair of feet deicieded to knock and ask  to come in. It was my mom and she sat  next to me on my couch. This was only  funny because my couch is a love seat  meaning it only seats 2 people, and i  was sitting in the middle so my mom had  to sit on one side which made me tilt  over more toward her. She asked me how  i was doing and i said that i was just  seeing how it is to sit on my couch,  and then she asked me what i was  thinking, and i said i was thinkign  about the new foam animals and bells i  put on my wall, when i was really  thinkign about the empty space next to  me and if i should move over to make  more room. My mom asked if i wanted to  go to rome NY for a couple of days, i  asked for how long, and she went on  about when we woudl leave and what we  woudl do, i kind of dazed out untill i  heard her say "we woudl stay for New  Years Eve." Once i heard that i shook  my head and said "no i'll stay home."  She talked more about the trip and Jack  called her over and she left. And there  i was back at the begining with me  alone on the couch not knowing what to  do. No cell phone calls, no instant  messages i could see. I went to my  computer to see if anyone was online,  the devil already got a head start i  noticed when i checked his away message<br />
<br />
"at ryans por<br />
la noche."<br />
<br />
With this in mind i felt more like the  turtle then the hare in the race, I  might as well apply myself while i wait  for some human contact a.k.a fililng  out a job application. I went to  coldstonecreamery.com because there  buildign a new one in my town and  thiere "holding auditions" on there  website for new employes. I clicked on  the new applicants page and read a  paragragh about how its so much fun to  work in this ice cream enviroment, i  felt alittle better, so i clicked the  "Apply" button and got to another page  with another paragraph, but this  paragraph was alittle more informative  about what i had to do there, such as  multi-tasking at a fast pace yet still  creating the best ice cream experience  for each custumer. Which made me feel  alittle more nervous. And living in CT,  parents aren't afraid to come back in  the store and tell you that you added  caffinated chocolate to her 6 year old  sons milkshake, i dont know if i woudl  be able to serve as a Coldstone  employee and still live with myself if  i made a 6 year old stay up past 8 PM.  One of the first things i noticed when  i entered the site was on the top part  of the window it said "Ice Cream  Franchise". Ice Cream is suppose to be  made with love and care from someone  who is happy. Hearing the word  Franchise i imagined a big factory of  small sad people makign ice cream and  slapping... ]]></description>
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                <title>Complaining...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Dec 2004 18:22:28 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i'm cold, i just called kathleen but i  cant find a ride. I dont care if i go  out or not tonight. I'm not hungry or  tierd. I dont know what im doing or  what im feeling, which i hate. I kind  of feel like a blob, no, i really do  feel like a blob. TV will just make me  frustraited, and food will only make me  sick. I cant find any good music to  listen to, and every song makes me  aggravaited. I almost forgot it was  wednesday. I guess i should read my new  book. this entry is lame but no one is  submitting anything and i have no  pictures to submit myself. ]]></description>
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                <title>All have gone home.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 19 Dec 2004 22:42:32 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Its snowing outside right now, and I  owuld be outside in it, but my toes are  cold. Its 1:37am and I heard this Death  Cab for Cutie song in my friends car  earlier today, and I haven't really  listened to much of this band before  and wasn't very interested, but I  really like the song Steadier Footing  by them. My kitten is roaming the  halls, and im still wearing my jacket  and hat even though I have been home  for the past 20 minutes. Katja and Dave  are making Casino Clams downstairs, and  it's my sisters birthday today. I dont  want to sleep now. ]]></description>
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                <title>B.O.R.E.D</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 Dec 2004 14:54:06 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ FIRSTS:<br />
1. First best friend: Anna, but i dont  remeber her last name, it was in  kindergarten<br />
2. First love: yaya<br />
3. First real kiss: I dont see a  difference<br />
4. First screen name: fireflower12<br />
5. First pet: I bet it was a hermit  crab<br />
6.First car: i dont have a care<br />
<br />
LASTS:<br />
1. Last cigarette: saturday night<br />
2. Last kiss: . 1 year<br />
3. Last good cry:  when was crying ever  good<br />
4. Last beverage drank: Coke<br />
5. Last food consumed: a moonpie<br />
6. Last crush: a leaf under my foot<br />
7. Last phone call: Alicia<br />
<br />
RELATIONSHIPS:<br />
1. Who is your best friend: Do you want  to be my best friend?<br />
2. Do you have a girlfriend/boyfriend:  no <br />
<br />
FASHION STUFF:<br />
1. Where are your favorite places to  shop: H&M and flee markets<br />
2. Favorite item of clothing: I guess  my yellow shirt with animals all over  it<br />
<br />
SPECIFICS:<br />
1. Do you do drugs: ocasionally<br />
2. What kind of shampoo do you use:  herbal essence<br />
3. What are you most scared of: people  being mad at me<br />
<br />
FAVORITES:<br />
1. Colors: yellow, yellow-green, and  red clothes<br />
2. Foods: mashed potatoes <br />
3.Favorite subject in school: Mr.  Mason, Mr. Rendich, and Ms. Phelps  class<br />
4. Animals: ducks, sheep, penguins<br />
5. Sports: i used to horseback ride.<br />
6. Movie: forrest gump. <br />
<br />
HAVE YOU EVER:<br />
1. Given anyone a bath: if throwing  someone in the shower to sober them up  doesn't count then no, but i wish.<br />
2. Smoked: yes.<br />
3. Made yourself throw-up: no<br />
4. Skinny dipped: i was to afraid to  take my underware off, but i have in my  underware, does that count?<br />
5. Been in love: i dont know what love  technically is because whenever i ask  someone they never give me a straight  answer.<br />
<br />
CURRENT:<br />
1. Clothes: pink cord pants, white polo  shirt with a brown sweater vest, blue  slip on shoes, and a green headband<br />
2. Music: Wreckless Eric<br />
3. Make-up: whatever is left eye makeup  from yesterday night and me rubbing my  eyes<br />
4. IMs: bobby, but hes away and im  leaving irratating messages<br />
<br />
LAST PERSON:<br />
2. Hugged: christina<br />
3. Imed: bobby<br />
4. Last person who slept at your house:  cindy<br />
5. Last persons house you slept at:  either adams or heathers, i have a bad  long and short term memory<br />
RANDOM:<br />
1. In the morning I am: dead<br />
2. Love is: A deep, tender, ineffable  feeling of affection and solicitude  toward a person, such as that arising  from kinship, recognition of attractive  qualities, or a sense of underlying  oneness (thank you dictionary.com)<br />
3. I dream about: pirates. ]]></description>
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                <title>Soundtrack to my Life</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 12 Dec 2004 16:00:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Opening credits: Cannonball - The  Breeders  <br />
Waking up: Big Me - Foo Fighters<br />
Average day: Kamera - Wilco <br />
First date: Lou Reed - Perfect Day <br />
Falling in love: Fools Rush In - Elvis  Presley <br />
Love scene: Somewhere only We Know -  Keane<br />
Fight scene: Fast Cars - Buzzcocks<br />
Breaking up: People Ain't No Good -  Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds <br />
Getting back together: Someone Must of  Nailed Us Together - Wreckless Eric  <br />
Secret love: I Figured You Out -  Elliott Smith <br />
Life's okay: Me and Julio Down by the  Schoolyard - Paul Simon<br />
Mental breakdown: Needle in the Hay -  Elliott Smith  <br />
Driving: Karma Police - Radiohead <br />
Learning a lesson: Golden Brown - The  Stranglers <br />
Deep thoughts: For the damadged -  Blonde Redhead<br />
Flashback: Somebody to Love - Jefferson  Airplane <br />
Partying: From A Shell - Lisa Germano  <br />
Happy dance: Hey Sandy - Polaris<br />
Regretting: Do You Love Me Now - The  Breeders<br />
Long night alone: Interlude - Morrissey  with Siouxsie  <br />
Death scene: Apparitions - Matthew Good  Band <br />
Closing credits: Mother of Pearl - Roxy  Music   <br />
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This took me forever to make and i left  out so many good songs but i just  couldn't fit them in. ]]></description>
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                <title>my nose is gigantic</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 09 Dec 2004 19:54:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i think i should change my deviantI.D.  because my nose looks huge in it. ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 08 Dec 2004 19:01:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes! 300 pages views and its looking  better everyday. ]]></description>
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                <title>Quiz and first journal entry.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 06 Dec 2004 13:30:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ NUMBER OF:<br />
- height: 5'10<br />
- shoe size: 10<br />
- hair color: right now its brown, but  its naturally dirty blonde<br />
- siblings: 1 older sister and 1  younger brother<br />
<br />
LAST:<br />
- movie you rented: the weddint singer<br />
- movie you bought: magnolia<br />
- song you listened to: The Smiths -  This Charming Man<br />
- song that was stuck in your head: The  Beatles - Back in the USSR<br />
- person you've called: Dave to pick me  up<br />
- person that's called you: my house  according to my cell phone<br />
- show you've watched: this absolutly  dumb kids sci-fi show on the family  channel while doing my homework<br />
- person you were thinking of: Katja,  because she walked in on me watching  this dumb show<br />
<br />
DO:<br />
- you wish you could live somewhere  else: sometimes<br />
- you believe in online dating: no<br />
-others find you attractive: maybe if I  wore a pound of makeup and a push up  bra.<br />
- you want more piercings: yea i guess<br />
- you like cleaning: not really<br />
-you write in cursive or print: its  print but it usually every letter  connects with the other one.<br />
<br />
FAVORITE:<br />
- food: I like banana bread and soup.<br />
- thing to do: going to heathers house<br />
- drinks: apple juice, and the  chocolate milk with the cow on it made  by Hood<br />
- clothes: warm clothes<br />
- movies: i like Forrest Gump<br />
- holiday: new years<br />
<br />
HAVE YOU:<br />
- ever cried over a girl: maybe once or  twice because i wanted her to be my  friend when i was little<br />
- ever cried over a boy: sometimes, but  who doesn't<br />
- ever been in a fist fight: no<br />
- ever been arrested: no<br />
<br />
WHAT<br />
- shampoo do you use: my sister usually  picks the shampoo at the store<br />
- shoes do you wear: navy blue slip on  shoes<br />
- are you scared of: confronting  people, people being mad at me<br />
- number of people I would classify as  true, could trust with my life type  friends: i'm not good at naming "true,  trust my life with friends" because i  dont know if they would feel the same  way back.<br />
- number of people I consider my  enemies: hopefully none<br />
<br />
FAVORITE:<br />
- disney movie: Robin Hood<br />
- word: darling<br />
- nickname: boo, untill i realized that  bobby called everyone boo<br />
- eye color: whatever looks nice on the  person. i wish i had dark brown eyes so  my eyes would look big.<br />
- flower: the orange lillys<br />
<br />
DO YOU THINK YOU ARE:<br />
- Handsome: Well Chads grandma and some  Moms tell me i'm pretty<br />
- funny: I have a good sense of humor,  but it depends on who i'm with<br />
- hot: no, im pretty far from being  sexy or any of that jazz<br />
- friendly: yes<br />
- amusing: i am amused easily if thats  what your asking<br />
- ugly: dont remind me that word  exsists<br />
- loveable: more like hugable<br />
- sweet: i try.<br />
- dorky: to the extreme.<br />
<br />
DESCRIBE YOUR:<br />
[ x ] Wallet - a blue wallet with  little flowers on it that i got from a  dollar store for 3 dollars<br />
[ x ] Jewelry worn daily - i rarely  ware earings or rings, but i do like my  magnetic pearl necklace b/c i can  pretned to rip it off like im in a fit  of rage.<br />
[ x ] Pillow cover - boring floral ones  that my mom finds pretty.<br />
[ x ] Underwear - beige cotton  underware from victoria secret, you  probebly wouldn't find them attractive  unless i said they were from victoria  secret. but there still ugly.<br />
[ x ] Favorite shirt - a bright yellow  shirt with animals all over it, but i  never wear it because it rubs agianst  my arm and leaves a red rash there and  it hurts.<br />
[ x ] Perfume/cologne - gap dream or so  pink, but the smell never stays.<br />
[ x ] CD in stereo right now - Patti  Smith and Serge Gainsbourge compliments  to Mr. Rendich<br />
[ x ] What you are wearing now - grey  sweatpants and a white lace tank top,  its a total clash but i could care  less.<br />
[ x ] In my mouth - nothing<br />
[ x ] In my head - the smiths<br />
[ x ] Wishing - i coudl go to soup  alley and get some soup.<br />
[ x ] After this - ask my sister when  we will leave to get soup, if we are  even going, then get my jeans from the  dryer.<br />
[ x ] Person you wish you could see  right now - i kind of wish the bryn  twins were here, or anyone from  brewster, or kathleen from college, or  rob from asr.<br />
[ x ] Something you're looking forward  to in the upcoming month - new years<br />
[ x ] Do you like the taste of blood -  no. this is a creepy question.<br />
[ x ] Do you believe in love - i  believe in it when old people tell me  about it, but not 13 year old girls.<br />
[ x ] Do you believe in Heaven - i dont  know<br />
[ x ] What do you want done with your  body when you die - i want a  gravestone, but i dont mind what people  decied to do with my body...as long as  its legal.<br />
[ x ] If you could have any animal for  a pet, what would... ]]></description>
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