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                <title>MOVED LULZ</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 21 Aug 2007 15:36:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Heyloooo...<br />
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I've decided it's time for an update. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br />
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<b>I'M MOVIN' OUT.</b> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/eek.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":o" title=":o (Eek)" /><br />
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You can visit and/or Watch my <a href="http://arcanedespondency.deviantart.com/">new account</a> by clicking on the link.<br />
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<3,<br />
<b>WCD</b><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~wickedcrimsondeath</author>
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                <title>SEENYOR BABEH</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 21 Jun 2007 19:41:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So. I got out of school on Tuesday. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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I'm officially a Senior now. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> I be so happeh. :3<br />
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I've been doing pretty much nothing lately, to commemorate the beginning of my summer. |3;<br />
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Yesterday me and my dad drove two hours from San Diego to El Centro (someplace between SD and Arizona... lots o desert), stayed at his gf's house there, and came back today. I've been doing nothing all day but be on the computer (like right now lol).<br />
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IT WAS SO HOT OVER THERE. HOMG. 113 friggin degrees Fahrenheit. Jeebuz. x____x;; We had good AC though. -thumbsup-<br />
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I'm pretty happy with my life right now. I called up an old guyfriend and he's going to get the number of my other old guyfriend (and first bf whom I lurrrve still... >__>;; ) cause I lost his numbah and now I'm gonna talk to him! Yay! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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Grades are adequate... Not that great, but okay. :3 Tell me how y'all are doin!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Argh.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jun 2007 21:33:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I took my SAT today. o_____O;; 5 1/2 hours, man. 7:30 AM to 1:00 PM Jesus. XP I just about fell asleep on my desk. x___x;<br />
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It wasn't as hard as I thought it was going to be... so that's good. But it was LOOONNNNGGGGG... erg.<br />
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So school's almost over. June 19th. <3 Then I leave on June 27 to France and Switzerland with my choir. 8D! So excited. Two weeks! <3 And <i>le fromage!!</i> Ooh la la. xD; lol that means "cheese" if you didn't know.<br />
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I'm kinda miffed because I can't stop thinking about my 1st/only boyfriend/ex-boyfriend. I miss him.... ;___; We're still friends, but I haven't talked to him or seen him in AGES and he's awesome and I wanna talk to him and hang out with him cause if we do we may just go out again -breeeeaathes- and that would be awesome cause he's the best thing that ever happened to me and he's mature and sweet and compassionate and cute and he call's me "beautiful" and YEAH. -passes out from lack of air-<br />
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Sooo... part of me wants to get back together with him, and another part of me wants to let him go. And I'm confused and stressed (not only that but I've been having a lot of exams and projects and I've now realized I can't go to a 4-year university cause of D's I dont' have time to make up in summer school) and I just want it all to go away. I want all the surplus emotions and human wants and excess to just go away. It makes things too complicated and stressful. It stinks like limberger.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Where hast I been these long years...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 20 Apr 2007 17:48:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ lol @ the title x)<br />
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So... yeah. I've been kind of poof-be-gone lately (heh lol) and I decided I'd like to say<br />
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<b><i>HUULLOOOOO!!!!1one!!</i></b><br />
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Anywhoz... STAR testing and AP exams are coming up fast... D: Nyeh.<br />
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I'm going to see an IMAX movie tonight... and I MAY go to a Renaissance faire tomorrow... but not for sures. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cry.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":'(" title="Crying" /> I hope I can go. Hm.<br />
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Oh. And yeah. That's right. A <b>llama</b>. Uh huh. Mmmmm hm. Yeah.<br />
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                <author>~wickedcrimsondeath</author>
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                <title>Meehhhh...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 04 Feb 2007 09:26:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I had finals this week. XP Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. Eck. I had to do a group skit presentation for Spanish, take a Scantron test for AP Lang/Comp on <u>The Scarlet Letter</u> by Nathaniel Hawthorne, take this HUUUGE Scantron for Intermediate Algebra, get halfway through making a Macromedia Flash website, do <b>another</b> group presentation for US History, and take another Scantron for Physics... which isn't that hard. I happen to like Physics. In fact, on Friday I switched into Honors. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> Yaya. On my teacher's reccomendation. ^_^! He's awesome.<br />
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Anybody else having finals...?<br />
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What's up with you guys? Hm? I wanna talk. :3 Dump on me, I don't care.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>'SUP YO. :B</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 27 Jan 2007 10:51:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hay y'all... It's been a while since I updated.<br />
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I'm up in San Luis Obispo at the moment, visiting my aunt, uncle, and cousins. It took us (me, my dad, and his gf) FIVE FRIGGIN HOURS to drive up here. x_____X;; But, apparently, that's good, considering LA traffic. <br />
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My uncle and the kids (he has five of 'em <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/eek.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":o" title=":o (Eek)" />) are in the hotel pool right now... No WAY am I being seen in a bathing suit. XP Nuh-uh. You cannot make me!!<br />
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I dunno what we're going to be doing this weekend, but I hope it's fun. ^^ My cousins are crazy. They're all under the age of 10. Emma's 9, Nathan (Nate) is 7, Kate is 4 1/2, Olivia's... 2, I think? And then my aunt just popped out another one (lol.. her name's Lucy), and she's... a couple months old, I think. And the foremost three are NUTZ... O__O; But fun. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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What's up with j0000...? I'm bored, sitting at one of the hotel lobby computers...... TALK TO MEH.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Click-Click-Cah-CHING!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 22:21:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...XDD Random title. I think I was trying to type an onomatopoeia of a camera's shutter sound. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lmao.gif" width="19" height="21" alt=":lmao:" title="Laughing my ass off!" /><br />
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<b>CAUSE I GOT A NEW CAMERA BIOTCHES!! >D</b><br />
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Oh yeah! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/headbang.gif" width="47" height="16" alt=":headbang:" title="Headbang!" /><br />
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My dad got a new digital camera and gave me his old one. But it's pretty nice for a hand-me-down. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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Some pictures...<br />
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Me earlier today, wearing my favorite black camisole and my nice new three-piece necklace my mom got me for Christmas. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> (Edited in Photoshop. XP I have acne. Shuddap.)<br />
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The necklace itself. ^^<br />
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Large cross detail (necklace pendant)<br />
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Medium cross detail<br />
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Small cross detail<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> Love that necklace. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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Palm trees by a trolley station...<br />
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o.o Cool lava lamp my best friend from Jr. High got me that I hadn't plugged in for a LOOONG time...<br />
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                <title>SPLOOSH.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 12 Jan 2007 13:39:28 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oh.<br />
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Mah gawd.<br />
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XDD;;<br />
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The funniest thing happened to me today. Actually, two. The first isn't relevant to the title, though...<br />
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During my Spanish class (3rd period), I sit in a desk that's older than everyone else's (note: my school is 80 years old... o_____o), and, well... it's not quite as balanced. xD<br />
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It doesn't have a side bar, so I was leaning over to my right to pick up some girl's papers off the floor... and I just, tipped over. xDD WHILE the teacher was giving answers to a worksheet. And I let out this little shriek of surprise. Only the people around me actually saw me fall, but everyone knew I fell over... Some ass from across the room said "Ooooh, that's embarrassing."<br />
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The great thing, though, (and the weirdest thing) was that I wasn't embarrassed <i>at all</i>. I was actually giggling and laughing like nuts. xD Not from nervousness, either. It was just... so hilarious to me. And I told him so. "It's not embarrassing, it's FRIGGIN HILARIOUS! *gigglesnort*" XD; It was so strange. Usually I'm deadly embarrassed by things like that (not that I do embarrassing things often... *shuffles feet*)<br />
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edit: <b>H'OKAI</b>. Splooshy time now.<br />
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Sooo... I was in my AP English class. I was carrying around this water bottle with a nice little squirty top that twisted open and closed. At this moment, it happened to be twisted all the way open.<br />
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I made my way to the front of classroom. Everyone else was working and talking, so they didn't really pay much attention. I had some thoughts about the plot of the book we're reading currently, and I wanted to share them with my teacher.<br />
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I walked up to her, asked if I could talk to her about it; she says yes.<br />
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...Okay. You know those gestures you make with your hands or what you're holding when you talk.......?<br />
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Well..... I was holding my open water bottle. >_____>;;<br />
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And.... I flicked my wrist as I was talking to her.... and splashed water all over her. DX<br />
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Not, like, drenched... just a few drops. But it was enough. And some got on her face and she was all like " >_O; . . . . . "<br />
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XD I was SOOOO embarrassed. I couldn't even talk to her anymore until the class ended (thankfully within five minutes).<br />
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...*sigh* XD It was so bad...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Bitter violence!? Drama!? Orange soda!?!? Ohnoez!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 06 Jan 2007 18:13:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's the end of the first week back at school... A whopping number of *LE GASP* ...<i>three days</i>. o_____o I know. Overwhelming, innit?<br />
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... x) Yeah... so. School. It's still the same... All the drama-llamas I hang out with stirring up trouble. People bitching at me because I give them "the look" when they're bugging me. Chatting with my teachers... which <b>I</b> don't think is weird. They're people, too, ya know...? Especially because none of my teachers are boring, picky, bitchy, and/or unfriendly, for the most part.<br />
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By-the-bye, saying "drama-llama" is fun. xD<br />
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So, about that drama thing... I slapped a guy for the first time on Thursday. =O He told my friend's boyfriend that she wanted to break up with him, because he <i>thought</i> that she told him to. And it happened to be said boyfriend's <i>birthday</i>. u____u;; <br />
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I "confronted" him, told him that she never wanted to in the first place; he still stuck to his story. <br />
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All of a sudden, <i><b>WHAP</b></i>. Then the bell rang for lunch to end.<br />
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According to one of my guyfriends, who had the next class with him, his cheek was still glowing red throughout the entire period, despite his claim that the smack was "weak". Ha. x) But the whole situation is slowly working itself out now. Hurrah. ^___^<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Happy New Year...? I don't think so.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 2007 18:57:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>edit: Please disregard the following rant... I was really not feeling my best, and to tell you the truth... PMS was beginning an early attack on my psyche. XD lol <br />
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After some consoling by friends, I feel much better about this year and have honest hope that it brings more joy and wonderful experiences than 2006. ^^<br />
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Hope you all have a happy 2007!<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />, Michelle</b><br />
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<i>[vent]<br />
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Once again it's the prime time for getting drunk until you barf, driving drunk and possibly killing yourself and/or someone else, screaming your lungs out at a stupid football play, staying up late until your eyes are sore, and watching a big shiny sphere move at an absolutely GLACIAL pace down a pole until paper flies everywhere.<br />
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....Can anyone see why I'm not excited?<br />
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What is the big deal? Every day, more and more of the O-zone layer is being chipped away by all the carbon exhaust being pumped into the air. Every day, gas prices rise. Every day, people are dying useless deaths in Iraq. Why would we celebrate more of these days passing by...?<br />
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In a few days, school will be starting for me again. After January comes mid-terms. Then there's f***ing Valentine's Day, a day on which I will, as always, be alone. A little further down the road comes St. Patrick's Day, and since I don't own one thing that's green, my arms are going to be bruised from all the d*** people pinching me. Oh, but wait! There's more! You can't forget April Fool's Day. I. HATE. PRANKS. Yes, they're funny when you're doing them to SOMEONE ELSE. I, however, do not want anything spilled or sprayed on me; nothing in my food; no tests of my gullibility. It's f***ing ANNOYING.<br />
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So, am I happy at all about the coming new year of 2007? F*** no, and with good reason.<br />
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