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  <pubDate>Tue, 24 Mar 2009 23:58:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m on a new health kick. I go through these phases where I&amp;nbsp;start working out like crazy and eating amazing foods-- they never last. Wish me luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new car last weekend.. 2009 Black Altima, it really is amazing, and I&apos;m going to brag because I&apos;ve earned it. You all really should google the features of this car. There&apos;s no place to stick a key into the ignition. The car starts and stops by a button next to the steering wheel. It detects that the key is in the car, and it turns on when you press the button. And it drives like a dream, which is a big deal for me to say because if you know me, you know I HATE driving.. It&apos;s boring and stressful, and cars don&apos;t impress me ever. But this one does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;have a nice little caffine buzz going since I&apos;m on my 6th cup of green tea. Falling asleep tonight won&apos;t be easy.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2009 23:27:38 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&amp;nbsp;have a real journal, but I&amp;nbsp;want to write in this one because I&amp;nbsp;need to feel the sense that someone is listening. I just want to be open so no one will have any more room to talk. I feel like this world just isn&apos;t big enough for me. How far away do I need to to travel to get away? If I&amp;nbsp;could leave Florida without paying out of state tuition, I&apos;d be half way to the other side of U.S. by now. I&apos;m just amazed by how much changes in a year. I&amp;nbsp;had a lot to write about before I actually started writing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;just need someone to take a vacation with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Life goes on.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Feb 2009 17:16:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I&apos;m on an antibiotic for a UTI right&amp;nbsp;now (I&apos;m fucking prone, I&amp;nbsp;get them all the time.) Anyway, I&apos;ve never been on this stuff before, and ever since I&apos;ve started it I&apos;ve been coughing uncontrollably, and it&apos;s not like I&apos;m coughing anything up, I&apos;m not congested, I&apos;m just coughing like crazy. It&apos;s been going on for 3 days, and as I&apos;m sure you can all imagine after 3 days of straight coughing, my chest, lungs, &amp;amp; throat are KILLING me. I&amp;nbsp;have a copy of &amp;quot;The Pill Book&amp;quot; in my apartment, which basically gives you all you need to know about any antibiotic in the world, so out of pure curiosity I&amp;nbsp;decided to look up what I was on... Turns out, side effects in &amp;quot;rare&amp;quot; cases include LUNG DISEASE! caused by persistant coughing, chills, and fever. HI, that&apos;s me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I can&apos;t even move right now because my chest hurts too bad from coughing so much, and I&apos;m not kidding when I&amp;nbsp;say I&apos;m coughing a lot. I coughed for 2 hours straight just this morning. 6:30 a.m. until almost 9. This is not a cold, my nose isn&apos;t stuffy, I&apos;m not sneezing, I&apos;m not congested, I&apos;m just coughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I&amp;nbsp;also googled the antibiotics I&apos;m on, and read peoples experiences with it, and I can&apos;t even tell you how many forums I&amp;nbsp;read where people were saying that it should be taken off the market. Countless numbers of people have been rushed to ER and developed lung disease... Guess it&apos;s not so rare after all????&lt;/p&gt;The stuff is called Nitrofurantoin, if you&apos;re UTI prone like me, don&apos;t let them give you this shit unless you want to cough to death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! and I&amp;nbsp;had to walk out of class yesterday because my cough was a distraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, life&apos;s good.. I came home last weekend for my sisters 9th birthday party. My mom and I&amp;nbsp;planned out an entire scavenger hunt for the kids, we were up all night drinking wine and writing clues. It was nice being home.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2009 02:26:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&amp;nbsp;keep making cups of tea &amp;amp; forgetting about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;also didn&apos;t get much sleep last night. I&amp;nbsp;live a complex full of sorority chicks and fraternity jerks who really like to do kegstands right next to my front door. I&apos;d probably join them if I could&amp;nbsp;handle those types of people.. I&amp;nbsp;just don&apos;t really&amp;nbsp;understand&amp;nbsp;kids&amp;nbsp;who&amp;nbsp;need to ask&amp;nbsp;there parents pay $2000 a semester&amp;nbsp;in order for them to have friends. I&amp;nbsp;can go to the bar &amp;amp; drink as much as they do for nothing but a bar tab... but according to them,&amp;nbsp;me and every other non sorority human being is&amp;nbsp;still a &amp;quot;GDI,&amp;quot; so in other words,&amp;nbsp;we suck, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! I cleaned the hell out of my apartment today,&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; redecorated my bathroom. I did it all in black, silver/grey,&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; white.. It&apos;s certainly been a productive Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruiser had a bad reaction to his boosters yesterday, but he&apos;s feeling much better now. Poor baby has to go back in 3 weeks for another set. I&amp;nbsp;feel so bad for my little cheeseball. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m ordering in sushi tonight, &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;it should be here any minute! Can&apos;t wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a mentioned how much I enjoy living on my own?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 07 Feb 2009 02:33:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m nauseous all the time.. &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;I&apos;m not pregnant because I&amp;nbsp;haven&apos;t had sex in forever.. (kill&amp;nbsp;me.....)&amp;nbsp;But I&amp;nbsp;went to the doctor and she told me she had no idea what was wrong with me, and made me pay a $25 co pay for it. Someone explain this to me. I&apos;m not kidding, you know that feeling when you haven&apos;t eaten in a while and you feel really sick, like you&apos;re going to throw up? Well I eat all the time and I constantly feel this way. 24 fucking 7. I eat really healthy, exercise consistently, and drink nothing but hot green tea and water.. which isn&apos;t an&amp;nbsp;abnormal diet for me because I&apos;ve eaten this way my entire life. So it&apos;s not my diet, and I&apos;m not pregnant. I&amp;nbsp;want an answer and one of you needs to give me one in T minus 2 seconds.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2009 00:20:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>The Animal Hospital thing didn&apos;t work out because I got a better job offer :) I&apos;m working for a company called GI Associates. I&amp;nbsp;work as a front desk receptionist for a Gastroenterology Surgeon every morning, and on the days I don&apos;t have class, I&amp;nbsp;go straight from there to the GI Assosciates office building, where I&amp;nbsp;speak to different health insurance agencies to find out how much they will cover for each patient. I&amp;nbsp;love it, it&apos;s more in my field, which is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes are going well. I&amp;nbsp;love all of my professors and the campus here is a lot nicer than Valencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruiser&apos;s doing&amp;nbsp;great :) he&apos;s THE perfect animal. I&apos;m taking him to get his boosters on Saturday, that should be lovely.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2009 01:03:37 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Let&apos;s see.. I&amp;nbsp;got a job today at another Animal Hospital, and I adopted a kitten from the shelter a few days ago. My complex doesn&apos;t allow pets so it&apos;s pretty top secret. But&amp;nbsp;thanks&amp;nbsp;to him,&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;finally have a man to snuggle with again; he goes by the name of Bruiser, and he has long orange hair, and a cold nose. The best part of all is that he feels the need to be next to me constantly. He&apos;s pretty needy, but it&apos;s nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classes are going great, and I started working out every morning like I used to, so I feel a lot better. I&apos;m still not &amp;quot;okay,&amp;quot; though. I&apos;m a bit of a mess, but I chose this mess for myself,&amp;nbsp;so I&amp;nbsp;guess&amp;nbsp;it&apos;s my fault that it&apos;s too late to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of wish things would have gone differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I&amp;nbsp;looked online for churches here, and found a few that sound similiar to how my dad&apos;s is (casual, paise songs rather than hymns, etc..) I&apos;m guna start checking them out until I&amp;nbsp;find one that feels right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else is new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still miss him, though.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Jan 2009 19:39:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&amp;nbsp;miss him.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2009 19:00:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;ve been in Tallahassee for a week... When I first got here, my apartment was&amp;nbsp;not what I&amp;nbsp;expected.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;was miserable. But after&amp;nbsp;browsing every clearance rack in Tallahassee&apos;s Target, Walmart, Pier 1, and Kohls, I can finally call it home.. I&apos;ve also realized&amp;nbsp;what an amazing interior decorator I&amp;nbsp;am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes start tomorrow, &amp;amp; I&amp;nbsp;just spent $400 on my textbooks, which sucks, but it&apos;s less than what I spent when I was going to Valencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;really miss working at the Animal Hospital in Longwood, I&amp;nbsp;miss the girls I&amp;nbsp;worked with.. But I&amp;nbsp;know that I&apos;ll find something here that will make me just as happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;know that I&apos;m doing the right thing for myself, but I can&apos;t help missing the ones I&amp;nbsp;love.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 Dec 2008 14:58:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m moving to Tallahassee today and I&amp;nbsp;have no idea how I&amp;nbsp;ended up here. This time last year, I&amp;nbsp;was waiting impatiently for my&amp;nbsp;fiance&apos; to get out of boot camp. I&amp;nbsp;had plans to drop everything familiar to me to move states away to be with him, &amp;amp; now I&apos;m moving away alone. I don&apos;t know what I did to get me here &amp;amp; why everything got so messed up. It&apos;s weird how things change. I&amp;nbsp;miss that love, &amp;amp; all I can do is pray.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Sep 2008 16:13:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;nbsp;got into a car accident last night.&lt;br /&gt;the SUV in front me of stopped fast and I&amp;nbsp;hit it going 50.. I ended up going under the car in front me.&amp;nbsp;My airbag didn&apos;t go off, which is bullshit.. so I slammed my face into the steering wheel. My nose is really messed up, I&amp;nbsp;had to walk across 436 bleeding all over the place since I was all the way in the left hand lane and had to get out of the road..... I went to the hospital and they gave me all of these x rays and pain killers. I&amp;nbsp;don&apos;t believe in taking&amp;nbsp;pills so I&apos;m having a really hard time with that. Nothing hurt last night except for my nose, but when I woke up this morning every muscle in my body was aching. My car was scattered all over 436 and just about&amp;nbsp;everything&amp;nbsp;under my hood&amp;nbsp;got pushed up onto&amp;nbsp;my smashed windshield.&amp;nbsp;Everyone keeps telling me I would have died if I didn&apos;t have my seatbelt on &amp;amp; that&apos;s the last thing I need to hear. I&amp;nbsp;was really proud of the fact that I had&amp;nbsp;never been in an accident or had a ticket in my 4 years of driving, so that&apos;s shot to hell. I&apos;m upset about my insurance going up, and the ticket I&amp;nbsp;just got, the 4 points on my license, and the fact that I can&apos;t eat anything because everytime I chew, my nose throbs even harder. I&apos;m car-less, and most likely jobless considering I kind of need my back to be functionable in order to do my job. I&apos;m thankful for Aly and for the fact that she&apos;s transporting me to class.. I&apos;m thankful for my parents and Andrew for offering me his car.. and for the fact that no one in the other car was hurt.. I&apos;m also thankful that my parents used to pound the importance of a seatbelt into my head everyday when I was younger.. I&apos;m thankful that I&amp;nbsp;have Progressive Auto Insurance&amp;nbsp;because they&apos;re going to make a rent-a-car available for me as soon as possible, and for the fact that insurance is covering all of my ER&amp;nbsp;bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you to my parents, my best friend Aly, Andrew for staying with me in the hospital, and Progressive Auto Insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP: Little Blue&lt;br /&gt;and speaking of Little Blue, I&amp;nbsp;honestly feel&amp;nbsp;a sense of loss. I&apos;ll get a new car when I&amp;nbsp;get the money back from my car being totaled, but I feel like I&amp;nbsp;could get the nicest car in the world and it still wouldn&apos;t compare to my Honda. It&apos;s silly how attatched I&amp;nbsp;get to inanimate objects. Little Blue &amp;amp; I went through a lot together.. I&apos;ve made a lot of long distance trips, had a lot of Coffee Coolatas spilled on the floor, and had a lot of silly conversations. Little Blue and I spent 4 long years together, he got me through high school and through my first year of college.. He drove me to Jacksonville, Tallahassee, and Pensacola on countless occasions. I&amp;nbsp;was faithful to him when it came to maitenance and oil changes. I&amp;nbsp;never spoke a negative word about him. He&apos;s never let me down, except for this&amp;nbsp;one time when the&amp;nbsp;battery died, but that was partly my fault..&amp;nbsp;I&apos;ve told many people that the reason I&apos;m so good with the upkeep is because I&amp;nbsp;have all intentions of keeping him until he can&apos;t run anymore. I couldn&apos;t have asked for a better first car. I&amp;nbsp;will miss you dearly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;unfortunately&amp;nbsp;had to give into the pain&amp;nbsp;killers about an hour ago...&amp;nbsp;so forgive me for rambling.. I&amp;nbsp;just needed to vent because I&amp;nbsp;feel like I don&apos;t really have anyone to talk to about this.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not very happy, but I&apos;m thankful I&amp;nbsp;had my seatbelt on because I&amp;nbsp;guess it could have been worse.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 23:32:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>fuck my liiiiiiiiiife</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Jul 2008 13:30:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;some things are weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lil wayne&apos;s ridiculous &amp;amp; I don&apos;t care what any of you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t wait for classes to start.. I&apos;m so bored, I need routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Jun 2008 16:32:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I haven&apos;t been writing in this because I&apos;ve moved on to a real journal.. one with pages, one for only my eyes.. &amp;amp; the honesty is refreshing.. maybe I&apos;ll continue to update this periodically-- we&apos;ll see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m in the process of reading Nights In Rodanthe.. I haven&apos;t read anything by Nicholas Sparks since my junior year of high school &amp;amp; it&apos;s making me feel romantic again.. I started using my library card because Borders is getting a bit pricey, &amp;amp; it doesn&apos;t combine well with my lack of job.. I&apos;ve never been a fan of libraries, just because I like to keep books I&apos;ve read &amp;amp; re-read them.. but the way I see it, I can always go out &amp;amp; buy them when I get my funds in order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my man is coming home on Thursday for good.. I think things are going to make a lot more sense to me once he gets here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of fun last week.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 17:23:34 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I&apos;m insane.&lt;br /&gt;what&apos;s up?&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 May 2008 17:30:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>well, I woke up this morning &amp;amp; went to the gym.. had a sushi lunch with my mom, &amp;amp; now I&apos;m heading over to Borders to check out a few new books for me to read.. I must admit, not having a job is&amp;nbsp;kind of nice.. I have an entire month to do whatever it is that I feel like doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight, I am going to get ridiculously drunk at my house.&lt;br /&gt;I may be in on this alone&lt;br /&gt;but that&apos;s okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expect a drunk entry.. I can already see where this night is headed.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2008 15:12:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;that baby don&apos;t look like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahaahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t love lil jon but I do right now.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 15:54:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I don&apos;t like/trust a lot of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t think there&apos;s such thing as a &quot;bro chick.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I think a lot of people act a certain way to make themselves seem cool in front of men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think a lot of people who I thought were&amp;nbsp;chill &amp;amp; real&lt;br /&gt;are not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d really love to keep seeing the good in everyone but sometimes I just need a day to dislike the world&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that day is toooooday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I love Andrew</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2008 13:02:36 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;if you&apos;re smart, contact me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need a face to face conversation with someone intelligent before I kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they&apos;re, their, there&lt;br /&gt;to, too, two&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;re &amp;amp; your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of the above words are different... with different meanings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone on my Myspace posted a bulletin that said&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;fukk da police, all dem niggas aint nothen&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry, but cops go to school&lt;br /&gt;in order to become cops&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you couldn&apos;t even finish high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;I just don&apos;t understand why people get mad at the cops for sending them to jail for stealing, or selling crack.. it&apos;s illegal, it&apos;s THEIR job. (not they&apos;re, or there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apostrophes exist too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so do commas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Apr 2008 16:25:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I honestly don&apos;t know if I can handle being here for another 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;I know that in relationships, you have to make sacrifices, but all I want to do is hop in my car with Andrew &amp;amp; drive to Altamonte to walk around the mall &amp;amp; go see a movie, I want to go fishing at the cove &amp;amp; catch a giant turtle &amp;amp; watch how mad he gets at it when it breaks his line, I wanna sing stupid songs to him in the car, &amp;amp; spend 2 hours at Blockbuster just to rent a movie that we won&apos;t even get 5 minutes into before giving into temptation.. I want to turn off our cell phones for the entire day just so we can enjoy eachothers company.. I want to eat at Cracker Barrel &amp;amp; order more food than we can eat... what am I doing here without him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my best friend, I&apos;m so proud of him, but I just want to be in Virginia.. I&apos;ve seen him 5 times in the past 6 months, &amp;amp; I&apos;m going crazy.. I&apos;m sick of spending hours on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uggggggggggggggggggggggggggh&lt;br /&gt;is it July yet? killlllllllll me.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 02:34:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I have exams this week, so that sucks.. but I&apos;m siked that spring semester is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of college, this summer I&apos;m going to be taking almost more classes than I can handle, I put in my two weeks notice at my job tonight so that I can focus on becoming a full time student.. I&apos;ll be at the&amp;nbsp;VCC 8-6:30 Monday-Thursday so I&apos;m guna be stressin&apos;.. But on the brightside, after this semester, I will have my AAS degree, &amp;amp; I will be on my way to Virginia to complete my Nursing school.. &amp;amp; to be with the man that I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish that I could fast forward these few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m also getting all of my tattoos removed.&lt;br /&gt;I had my first lazer appt last Wednesday.. can we discuss how bad that shit hurts? honestly, 485759825x worse than getting the actual tattoo.. totally worth it, though.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 17:36:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>okay, over the week I gather things I plan on writing about in my livejournal&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; then by the time I sit down in front of my computer&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; start making the entry I forget everything interesting I was going to say... dont you just hate that? probably not &apos;cause I&apos;m sure it only happens to my ADHD ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, I didn&apos;t have my contacts in &amp;amp; I was trying to grab a hair tye out of my bathroom drawer, &amp;amp; I guess I didn&apos;t SEE the razor right next to my sparkly blue hair tye &amp;amp; when I went to grab it, I sliced my fingertip off.. so that was fun..&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bad for anyone who hasn&apos;t seen &quot;Two &amp;amp; a Half Men.&quot; because it&apos;s brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh &amp;amp; I forgot to tell you guys that I almost died the other day when I was at work.. this mexican guy who didn&apos;t speak a word of english came in, &amp;amp; tried speaking to me in spanish for 30 minutes.. &amp;amp; I know SOME spanish.. like the dirty words.. &apos;cause I mean.. who doesn&apos;t? anyway, so I got the jist of what he was saying.. &amp;amp; he grabbed my arm &amp;amp; started kissing &amp;amp; licking my hand &amp;amp; trying to figure out if anyone was in the back of the shop (&apos;cause I work alone) anyway, finally after being sexually harrassed for a half hour, a man&amp;nbsp;came in to tan, &amp;amp; the second little mexi saw him walk in, he hawled ass out. so, that&apos;s my story, I had to talk to the cops about it &apos;cause we can&apos;t have mexi rapists running around town... probably the scariest thing that&apos;s ever happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how people on Myspace post surveys? well, there&apos;s this girl who posted one last night, and.. HAHAHAHA, okay, one of the quesitons was &quot;Is Barbie a bad influence on young girls?&quot; meaning, the fact that she has a perfect body &amp;amp; everything, because we all know how back in the day, they had that Barbie body image controversy, right? okay, well, this girl answers &quot;no, but I think Barbie is a slut.&quot; of course, her grammer wasn&apos;t that good because she&apos;s a 15 year old gangsta bitch, but seriously? Barbie is a doll, Barbie does whatever you want her to do.. I just want to know why this girl is on my friends list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; let me just let you all know how hard it is to type when you&apos;re missing your middle fingertip.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Mar 2008 17:15:49 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>alright, guys. &lt;br /&gt;so, do any of you actually study for tests? because everyones always saying &quot;oh, I have to study, I have a test tomorrow,&quot; or &quot;exams are coming up, I have to study!&quot; but really... do any of you actually accomplish this talked about task? because sometimes I say I&apos;m going home to study, with all intentions to actually study, &amp;amp; I don&apos;t. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; most of the time, because of the fact that I didn&apos;t study, I don&apos;t do well on the test and/or exams. &lt;br /&gt;but I always pass my classes with A&apos;s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been doing this my entire life. &lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s gotten me a high school diploma, &amp;amp; 2 semesters of college completed so far.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I&apos;m on the deans list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that&apos;s my story. &lt;br /&gt;I bomb my tests &amp;amp; I kick ass. &lt;br /&gt;how does this happen? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know. &lt;br /&gt;but I&apos;m just here to say that if any of you actually spend 758437582785729 hours studying, like you say you do. &lt;br /&gt;stop. &lt;br /&gt;because you can fail all of your tests and still get A&apos;s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, I&apos;m in love with Andrew Menter, Angelina Jolie, &amp;amp; Jessica Alba. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cyaaaaa.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Mar 2008 14:26:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I don&apos;t want Andrew to leave again..&lt;br /&gt;I just want this semester to end so I can pack my shit &amp;amp; move to Virginia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 11 Mar 2008 18:25:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>last night, Andrew &amp;amp; I were laying in bed watching TV.. &amp;amp; he left the room for a good 20 minutes, then he came through my bedroom door &amp;amp; told me to come into the bathroom.. &amp;amp; when I did, the lights were dimmed, there were candles, a card, milky way bars, a bottle of champagne, two glasses filled with mimosas, &amp;amp; a bubble bath waiting for us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t think &quot;amazing&quot; even begins to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so thankful&amp;lt;3</description>
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