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  <title>Mel</title>
  <subtitle>Mel</subtitle>
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    <name>Mel</name>
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  <updated>2004-03-21T17:49:29Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chocochic:9914</id>
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    <title>who knew</title>
    <published>2004-03-21T17:49:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-21T17:49:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Less Than Jake- Look What Happened</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Disorder  Rating Information &lt;br /&gt;Paranoid:  Moderate click for info &lt;br /&gt;Schizoid:  Low click for info &lt;br /&gt;Schizotypal:  High click for info &lt;br /&gt;Antisocial:  Low click for info &lt;br /&gt;Borderline:  Very High click for info &lt;br /&gt;Histrionic:  High click for info &lt;br /&gt;Narcissistic:  Moderate click for info &lt;br /&gt;Avoidant:  High click for info &lt;br /&gt;Dependent:  High click for info &lt;br /&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive:  High &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv"&gt;http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazingly true in some areas yet completely wrong in others&lt;br /&gt;good stuff</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chocochic:9291</id>
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    <title>wowsa</title>
    <published>2004-03-21T00:53:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-21T00:53:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Alan Jackson- 5 o'clock somewhere</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://cal.dioxide.net/media/mandc/"&gt;http://cal.dioxide.net/media/mandc/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mike is the man for finding this.....it sums up my train of thought during all hours of the day....i think i'm going to marry the guys in the video because they are offically my heroes.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chocochic:9124</id>
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    <title>wowsa</title>
    <published>2003-12-22T16:37:15Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-22T16:37:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Can you say bored? I'm in typing right now, so I'm going insane. I already finished my lessons last week and have nothing to do today but b/c of my stupid independent study I have to come here every Monday. Fun stuff. NO. Band was amusing. Laura tested out her conducting skills b/c Maher wasn't here...she found out that she should NEVER go into music education. It turned out to be an amusing class once I swapped parts with other people in my section.....On a random note....ONLY ONE MORE DAY OF SCHOOL LEFT =) It's going to be a really LONG day, but at least therre is only one of them. Vacation is going to be busy with christmas, new years, reading a book for english, and writing an essay for history... and VISITING PREETI  (yay)Hopefully everything will work out well for everone. Lets all have a relaxing yet fun vacation. (haha, that's me trying to be optomisitic)</content>
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    <title>GREAT DAY!!!</title>
    <published>2003-12-04T23:50:59Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-04T23:50:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tim McGraw- Barbaque Stain</lj:music>
    <content type="html">WOWSA....I had an AWESOME day!!!! For all of the reasons below, I think I lost mad weight from laughing my ass off. Such a funny day, where so many awesome things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) "feed the animals"  (ewwwwwwww monkey with a fro)&lt;br /&gt;2) "smart and sexy"    (good to know I look good in glasses)&lt;br /&gt;3) "fathoms"           (wow, voyage of the mimi much?)&lt;br /&gt;4) "gossip girls"      (need I say more?)&lt;br /&gt;5) "snack"             (cake, brownies, cookies, candy, mac'n'cheese)mmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might have been a life changing day.  I think I might even SHOWER &amp; BRUSH MY HAIR &amp; GET DRESSED!!!!!!! I know it sounds like a crazy idea, but I'm feeling courageous!  Wish me luck!</content>
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    <title>Operation:  Fatass</title>
    <published>2003-11-04T15:12:16Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-04T15:12:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Newsboys- The Breakfast Song         DOWNLOAD IT NOW</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I just finished off an entire pack of Cinnamon Rolls by MYSELF. (for those deprived of eating these delicacies...their are eight in one package) They were mmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmm GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chocochic:8211</id>
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    <title>MY LOCKER BABY OH YAH</title>
    <published>2003-11-02T20:57:05Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-02T20:57:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Relient K- Mood Ring  =)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">If moldy, smelly, sticky lockers are your thing, then we’re just not meant to be.  If you’re a fan of sunglasses then we’ll talk because they must be worn when walking past my locker or else the twinkle, which only comes from something immaculately clean, will blind you.  However, the sunglasses must be removed after the locker is opened so you can observe the treasures being stored.  Once removed, you will be so caught up in the therapeutic aroma, the feeling of fuzzy fleece, and taste of strawberry that you’ll never want to leave my side again. &lt;br /&gt;	The bright colors that shine through the slits at the top of my pale grey locker come from the different shades of my notebooks.  The florescent beams that strike your eyes create an optimistic mood for as long as you gaze upon it.  The effervescent orange basket at the foot of my locker produces a countless number of reds, purples, yellows and blues from which arises an overwhelming feeling of cheerfulness. &lt;br /&gt;	The contents enclosed in the orange basket have the ability to slip a person into utter-relaxation while reminiscing of fond memories.  Lavender lotion is proven to loosen up the muscles and is used daily to reduce the stress that school can bring.   However, several different types of deodorant as well as other perfumes, create the desirable scent of fruits such as pineapples, peaches, mangos, and watermelon.  After one swift sniff of any of these aromas, you will slip into a summer state of mind and recall the countless days at the beach or picnics at a park.  If the contents of the carroty colored vat don’t inspire you, then perhaps we are too different for each other.&lt;br /&gt;	We can still talk if you like to dress for cold weather because I love the feel of soft, fluffy fleece on my skin.  This is why there is a navy blue sweatshirt with black lining hanging on a silver hook in my locker.  It is suspended next to the cold inner lining of my make-shift closet.  Also, if you stand close enough, you can practically feel the mist coming from the perfume.  However, you must be sure not to get the mist in your mouth or you will feel sorry that you didn’t keep your mouth closed.&lt;br /&gt;	If you like the taste of Strawberry Nutri-Grain Bars, then you can stop by my locker any time.  For just a quick snack to get you through the day, treat yourself to the scrumptious taste of strawberries without the mess.  The taste will linger on your lips just as long as its cubby-mate, lip gloss.  Flavors vary from raspberry to watermelon.  The gleaming substance creates a loveable flavor which can be renewed by just licking your lips. &lt;br /&gt;	Overall, in order for us to be compatible you must love your sunglasses but be willing to take them off, enjoy being relaxed while thinking of summer memories, appreciate the comfort that comes while wearing a fuzzy sweatshirt, and have a craving for strawberries.  If you think this describes you come to locker 2137 and find out if we’re meant to be.</content>
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    <title>wow</title>
    <published>2003-10-19T20:09:03Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-19T20:09:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>O.A.R. Nght  Shift</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so how about that enlish essay that i'm NEVER going to finish and the history test that i'm NEVER going to pass</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chocochic:7739</id>
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    <title>school =(</title>
    <published>2003-07-30T04:27:28Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-30T04:27:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Breakfast Song- The Newsboys</lj:music>
    <content type="html">per 1- algebra 2-S&lt;br /&gt;per 2- symphonic band&lt;br /&gt;per 3- english-H&lt;br /&gt;per 4- spanish 3-S&lt;br /&gt;per 5- keyboarding (1)/LUNCH(2)&lt;br /&gt;per 6- medical emergenciesI (1)/ Lifeguarding (2)&lt;br /&gt;per 7- LUNCH (1)/ medical emergencies II (2)&lt;br /&gt;per 8- world history-H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm not in any seminar classes but in order to feel in the loop i felt that i had to post my schedule. btw a certain SKANK (who shall remain nameless) BETTER be sitting with me second semester or there will be hell to pay (and extra bitching sessions required)</content>
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    <title>wow this thing is good</title>
    <published>2003-06-29T06:14:28Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-29T06:14:28Z</updated>
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    <title>The Good Old Days</title>
    <published>2003-06-15T03:47:23Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-15T03:47:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>What a Wonderful World - Louis Armstrong</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I had such a great day. I went to kohls and bought two pairs of jeans that fit me perfectly. Which was great because I really NEED jeans. Also, I bought a super cute skirt that is so comfortable and looks really good on me! (wink)I finally bought a peach tank top to match my other cute summer-ish skirt that I'v had but never worn for the longest time. That put me in a good mood right there. &lt;br /&gt;Then I did something that even shocked ME. I started reading a book. I know me READING. How crazy is that. But I hear of this great book called "Feeling Sorry for Celia". It is basically a girly chick-flic (but not a movie)shallow book, which is right up my ally. I actually read like 90 pages in it in one sitting. Hard to believe, but it is suprisingly true.&lt;br /&gt;Next, a mutual friend of my brother, Ed and me came over to chill with him, and actually said he wanted to hang out with me too. So our friend, and Ed's friend invited me to go out with them. Which I thought was cool in itself. But we went to the East Windsor Diner and as we were walking in I peeked through one of the windows and saw one of my really old good friends who I hadn't seen in over a year. I was so excited that I pushed somebody out of the way to run into the place. So I ran threw open the doors to find my friend Chris waiting for me to give me a hug. Of course I ran and gave him a gigantic hug when he picked me up and twirled me around. It was truely a kodak moment. I was so excited I could have cried. He asked me to go to the movies (his treat) with him and his girlfriend (who I am friends with as well)and my other great friend Boyer who I hadn't seen in ages . Unfortuantly I couldn't go. But we both agreed that we were going to get together next week if not sooner. Seeing Chris made me so incredibly happy, because it was as if nothing had changed and he hadn't graduated. Just like old times. Overall, it was the perfect end to what was already a great day. =)</content>
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    <title>u know it</title>
    <published>2002-09-08T18:03:29Z</published>
    <updated>2002-09-08T18:03:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Vivaldi- Four Seasons</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://vomitpopsicle.com/dumbstuff/pickupline" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://vomitpopsicle.com/dumbstuff/pickupline/running.JPG" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;What lame pick up line are you?&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>::TEAR::</title>
    <published>2002-08-26T15:57:35Z</published>
    <updated>2002-08-26T15:57:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>John Mayer- No Such Thing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My sister left friday morning to go to college. I really do miss her. Ever since I was born I was waiting for that day. But this year we got a lot closer. I know i bitched about her a lot....A LOT, but i guess I hadn't realized what I would miss about her. This year we spent so much time together. Whether it was durring swimming, or just a trip to the bank in out pj's. I really am going to miss the fact that whenever I was super down, she was there for me. She would always take me for a ride and just keeep asking me about it until I owuld finally break down, tell her everything, and just cry. I am also going to miss how me just randomly decide to go to Walmart just for the drive, and then COMPLETELY miss the exit. She was always there to do "undercover" work for the rents and convince them to let me do little things that I wasn't allowed to do. But now I kind of wish she was going so far away. She is going to Wagner in New York about 3 1/2 hours away. She will only be comming home for holidays. But on the bright side she did call yesterday. She didn't even want to talk to my mom...just to me. She just kept saying stuff like how I can always call her when I needed to talk to someone, and how I should go up and visit her. Also just kept mentioning how COMPLETELY HOT the guys were there. So if any girl reading this is planning on going to Wagner sometime soon...GO SINGLE!</content>
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    <title>Schedule</title>
    <published>2002-08-23T21:11:54Z</published>
    <updated>2002-08-23T21:11:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>WATCHING BOY MEETS WORLD</lj:music>
    <content type="html">2-2 Symphonic Band H&lt;br /&gt;3-3 Spanish 3 S&lt;br /&gt;4-4 U.S. History H&lt;br /&gt;5-6 English 10-H&lt;br /&gt;7-7 Lunch&lt;br /&gt;8-9 Geometry H&lt;br /&gt;10-11 PE/PD 2-S&lt;br /&gt;10-11 Chemistry Lab H&lt;br /&gt;12-12 Chemistry H</content>
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    <title>I ROCK</title>
    <published>2002-05-18T21:13:48Z</published>
    <updated>2002-05-18T21:13:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>MASONIC ROCKS</lj:music>
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    <title>SCORE</title>
    <published>2002-05-18T20:53:19Z</published>
    <updated>2002-05-18T20:53:19Z</updated>
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    <title>Go Figure</title>
    <published>2002-04-14T03:34:42Z</published>
    <updated>2002-04-14T03:34:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://sami.deminished.com/partial.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sami.deminished.com/whoretest.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the "How slutty are you" Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;created by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/silvrchrchick0"&gt;sami&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/textarea&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of myself!</content>
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    <title>MUPPETS ROCK MY SOCKS OFF</title>
    <published>2002-03-10T19:27:17Z</published>
    <updated>2002-03-10T19:27:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Vandals~ Grandpa's Last X-Mas</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" border="0" bgcolor="#00662C"&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#00A847"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geraldfield.com/nadinesplace/muppetquiz/kermit.jpg" width="125" height="108"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="177" bgcolor="#00A847"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#A4FFCB"&gt;You are Kermit!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#A4FFCB"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Though you're technically the star, you're pretty mellow and don't mind letting others share the spotlight. You are also something of a dreamer.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#00662C"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geraldfield.com/cgi-bin/unofficial/quizzes/sfesurvey.cgi?whatmuppetareyou" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font color="#49E992"&gt;Take the &lt;i&gt;What Muppet Are You?&lt;/i&gt; Quiz!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>Who'd Have Thunk It?</title>
    <published>2002-03-10T05:53:19Z</published>
    <updated>2002-03-10T05:53:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well I sure wouldn't have. So my brother came home from college last night right as i had to leave for a swimming shin-dig. He ended up driving me and my friend there and that was about as much interaction that I had had with him until tonight. So my friend Matt comes over after a big swim meet tonight to chill. When my bro gets home, we are watching "Harriet the Spy" in the basement (where his room is). I thought that he would flip and kick us out because since he hasn't been home in a while, he would just want to be alone in his room. Boy was I wrong. He let us keep watching our movie and he only came down once to get something and to ASK us if we would move upstairs when my parents went to there room because his g/f was comming over. So I of course went along with it and said otay. So Matt and I ended up going upstiars to finish our movie and left Ed and his g/f downstairs to give them there privacy. My mother said that Matt had to be out at 11:15. I know that it is a wierd time but she wanted to make sure that we had enough time to finish the movie. So like 10:55 rolls around and the movie finishes so we decide to watch Forest Gump. Then 11:15 rolls around and Matt is at the door about to walk home, when my bro comes up from the basement and was all ready to drive him home. Then unexpectedly my bro was just like "you know what, you can just stay here so you can see that part of the movie you wanted to watch...but according to me, you left at 11:15" I WAS LIKE WOWSERS!!!!!I never thought that my brother would ever say that to me. Then we worked it out so if my parents came downstairs then we were going to say that we were just waiting to see this one part that was "about to be on", even though it came on 5 minutes later. So Matt stayed and ended up leaving around midnight. How awsome is that? Then after he left and my bro's g/f left my brother and I talked a little. It was only for like 3 minutes, and it was basically about nothing... but concidering we dont' really talk all that much... it was pretty cool. So I stand (well sit) no saying (well typing) WHO'D HAVE THUNK IT?</content>
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    <title>Quizes</title>
    <published>2002-02-20T18:33:25Z</published>
    <updated>2002-02-20T18:33:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>watching p.b. and j. otter</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.digital-monkey.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/xlineax/cookie/two.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;*Take This Test!*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.digital-monkey.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/xlineax/doughnut/one.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;*Take This Test!*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're Uncle Fester!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.digital-monkey.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/xlineax/addams/fester.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Take The Addams Family Test Here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.digital-monkey.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/xlineax/musicbiz/madonna.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Take The Mu$ic Biz Whore Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.digital-monkey.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/xlineax/scoobydoo/scooby.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Take The Scooby-Doo Test!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.digital-monkey.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/xlineax/cheese/two.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;*Take This Test!*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.digital-monkey.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/xlineax/confession/envy.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Take The Confession Test!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;your confession has been heard, you are absolved of your sins.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your sacrament of reconciliation is: 1 'hail mary' and 2 'our father's'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.digital-monkey.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/xlineax/hairbear/botch.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Take The Hair Bear Bunch Test!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.digital-monkey.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/xlineax/cigarettes/one.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;*Take This Test!*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE FUN GUYS</content>
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    <title>Go Figure</title>
    <published>2002-02-16T02:29:28Z</published>
    <updated>2002-02-16T02:29:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face="verdana"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/hippieana2/unique.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boomspeed.com/hippieana2"&gt;What is YOUR Highschool label?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>Which One Are You?</title>
    <published>2002-01-30T00:54:43Z</published>
    <updated>2002-01-30T00:54:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://home.neo.rr.com/bugslair/sextest/kitten.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://home.neo.rr.com/bugslair/sextest/comparison.htm"&gt;What&lt;br /&gt;animal best portrays your sexual appetite??&lt;/a&gt; Quiz &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>GRRRRRRRRRR</title>
    <published>2002-01-20T17:29:31Z</published>
    <updated>2002-01-20T17:29:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I HATE FIANLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</content>
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    <title>holas</title>
    <published>2002-01-17T00:04:13Z</published>
    <updated>2002-01-17T00:04:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yeah I am currently mad at this one person and I don't even think that he knows why. I mean I told him but I don't think that I told him in real detail, so in a way I feel bad. But the reason that I am not talking to him is because one day at the movies he had me convinced that he talked to my one of my bestest friends(Juliana J. and that she said that she told him that she was barely friends with me and that she didn't really like me. I confronted my friend about it. She is one of those people who WON'T lie to me. Like if me got into a fight and I would confront her if she told someone that I was a bitch or something (not that it ever happened) but she would fess up if she did. But when I confronted her about what this kid said to me, she was FURIOUS! I could tell by her face that she was mad. So I am mad at the kid for trying to break up our friendship. On a lesser note... He messed with my head online one night for the longest time and I got really mad about it and started yelling at him because I don't like it when people do that. So he promises me that he won't ever do it again. What does he do  two days later? Messes with my head. So if you are the person that I am not talking to right now (you know who you are), now you know why I am mad at you.</content>
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    <title>If I wasn't blonde I would have no excuse in life."</title>
    <published>2002-01-16T00:30:17Z</published>
    <updated>2002-01-16T00:30:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dynomite Hack~ Boys In The Hood</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I said that once when I was being a complete. But today was halarious. My friend/fiance Matt gave me a ride home today after the swim meet today. After we dropped off our friend Sheldon, Matt started telling his mom about all my "blonde moments". I would say something that kind of lead into the story but i wasn't plannin on it. But HE DID! It was great!!!! :)I was SO EMBARRESED. But it was the funniest things. I swear to God, it was just way too great. So I won't be surprised if she thinks that I just a ditzy airhead now. But she is really nice so I doub that she will.</content>
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    <title>Spit In a Bag</title>
    <published>2002-01-16T00:23:03Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Dixie Chics~ There's Your Trouble</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It was so much fun this weekend. I went over to the other Bench's house to work on a presant for our friends. Along the way we came up with so many little things. For example... you know how they always say "bro's over hoes"? Well anyways, only guys can say that obviously, so we think that the one for girls should be "chics over dicks". What do you think? Also another little saying that we like is "boys are like slinkies; ya gotta love it when they fall down the stairs". It was so much fun. We also came up with "Spit in a Bag" and Jack-in-the-Box. It was great!</content>
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