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  <title>i forgot</title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 02 Oct 2005 16:07:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>hey guys...it&apos;s been a long time i kno...i haven&apos;t talked to like anyone in like 4ever...i broke my finger again...pinky this time after i just got my cast off from 3 months from when i had my surgery and now i have another cast on!!....i&apos;m still in school i&apos;m a junior thank god senior next year... i have decided not 2 drop out it&apos;s stupid i need money...my birthday is in a month i can&apos;t wait!!!!!!!!!!!!! i have a boyfriend...i think he&apos;s really the one...or well i think i&apos;ll be with him 4 a long time...well i don&apos;t have internet anymore at myhouse because my mom is stupid and i&apos;ve been in alot of trouble so i got it taken away...but yeah i g2g now so idk when ever i get a chancei&apos;ll write again</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 03 Jun 2005 17:53:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>uhhhh....surgery is over finally....i got my glow in the dark cast on 2day!!!!! yey....not really......i saw my finger and it&apos;s so gross i thought i was gonna throw up it was nasty i have a pin in my finger that goes through my bone and sticks out the other end (top of my thumb)....10 stiches.....it&apos;s really nasty and purple and hurts!!!!.....i can&apos;t wait till all this gets removed.....so i can cry &amp;gt;=&apos;(</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 May 2005 16:16:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>PRAY</title>
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  <description>my grandpa died last night.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURGERY 4 ME 2 MORROW AT 10:15</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 May 2005 13:35:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>:x&lt;br /&gt;                                    XD&lt;br /&gt;                                    :0&lt;br /&gt;                                    :)&lt;br /&gt;                                    :(&lt;br /&gt;                                    :&apos;(&lt;br /&gt;                                    ;)&lt;br /&gt;                                    :D&lt;br /&gt;                                    ;D&lt;br /&gt;                                   (\/)&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;\&lt;br /&gt;                                   (..)&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt; Bunny!!&lt;br /&gt;                                    :o&lt;br /&gt;                                    :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    :p&lt;br /&gt;                                    :b&lt;br /&gt;                                    :s&lt;br /&gt;                                   WORD!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 May 2005 21:16:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>guhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh</title>
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  <description>i cried 2 day....was very upsetting 2 me at least....on friday i dislocated my thumb, broke my socket (found that out on monday i didn&apos;t go 2 school that day by the way cuz ya kno doctors x-rays and w/e) over a phone call...i ran down the hall way and jammed my thumb into the door frame...i cried it hurt soOo bad o_O....went 2 school tuesday w/ a very long splint almost 2 my elbow...i missed school 2 day b/c the damn ppl i went 2 on monday relized something else was wrong in my thumb so i go down 2 hartford hospital now and the say i have a completely torn ligament and the only way they can fix that is thew...SURGERY!!!....i&apos;m so scared i don&apos;t wanna go and it&apos;s schedualed for tuesday and i&apos;m nervous...AND NO ONE IS GONNA VISIT ME EXEPT THE 1 PERSON I HATE THE MOST.....BOB!!!!!...lol...thats mostly y i cried 2 day lol...but ya kno if ur NOT doing anything...u CAN come visit me if u WANT!! and if ya do just call me idk when it&apos;s gonna happen yet but they are doing it at hartford hospital so if u decide u might wanna come call me....damn..my thumb hurts now...:&apos;(</description>
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  <lj:music>my chemical romance.....helena</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">my chemical romance.....helena</media:title>
  <lj:mood>io just wanna throw up :x</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 Apr 2005 23:43:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>wow i really do hav no life!!</title>
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  <description>Sixty-Eight Fun Things to do in Walmart&lt;br /&gt;1. Take shopping carts for the express purpose of filling them and stranding them at strategic locations.&lt;br /&gt;2. Ride those little electronic cars at the front of the store.&lt;br /&gt;3.Set all the alarm clocks to go off at ten minute intervals throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;4. Start playing Football; see how many people you can get to join in.&lt;br /&gt;5. Run up to an employee (preferrebly a male) while squeezing your legs together and practically yell at him &quot; I need some tampons!!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;6. Try on bras in the sewing/fabric department.&lt;br /&gt;7. Try on bras over top of your clothes.&lt;br /&gt;8. Make a trail of orange juice on the ground, leading to the restrooms&lt;br /&gt;9. While walking around the store, sing in your loudest voice possible &quot;sex and candy&quot;&lt;br /&gt;10. Walk up to an employee and tell him in an official tone, &quot;I think we&apos;ve got a Code 3 in Housewares,&quot; and see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;11. Tune all the radios to a polka station; then turn them all off and turn the volumes to &quot;10&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;12. Play with the automatic doors.&lt;br /&gt;13. Walk up to complete strangers and say, &quot;Hi! I haven&apos;t seen you in so long!...&quot; etc. See if they play along to avoid embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;14. While walking through the clothing department, ask yourself loud enough for all to hear, &quot;Who BUYS this shit, anyway?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;15. Repeat Number 14 in the jewelry department.&lt;br /&gt;16. Try putting different pairs of women&apos;s panties on your head and walk around the store casually.&lt;br /&gt;17. Leave small sacrifices or gifts in the hands of the mannequins. &lt;br /&gt;18. Play soccer with a group of friends, using the entire store as your playing field.&lt;br /&gt;19. As the cashier runs your purchases over the scanner, look mesmerized and say, &quot;Wow. Magic!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;20. Put M&amp;M&apos;s on layaway.&lt;br /&gt;21. Move &quot;Caution: Wet Floor&quot; signs to carpeted areas.&lt;br /&gt;22. Set up a tent in the camping department; tell others you&apos;ll only invite them in if they bring pillows from Bed and Bath.&lt;br /&gt;23. Contaminate the entire auto department by sampling all the spray air fresheners.&lt;br /&gt;24. Nonchalantly &quot;test&quot; the brushes and combs in Cosmetics.&lt;br /&gt;25. Drape a blanket around your shoulders and run around saying, &quot;...I&apos;m Batman. Come, Robin--to the Batcave!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;26. TP as much of the store as possible.&lt;br /&gt;27. Randomly throw things over into neighboring aisles.&lt;br /&gt;28. Play with the calculators so that they all spell &quot;hello&quot; upside down.&lt;br /&gt;29. When someone asks if you need help, begin to cry and ask, &quot;Why won&apos;t you people just leave me alone?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;30. When two or three people are walking ahead of you, run between them, yelling, &quot;Red Rover!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;31. Look right into the security camera, and use it as a mirror while you pick your nose.&lt;br /&gt;32. Take up an entire aisle in Toys by setting up a full scale battlefield with G.I. Joes vs. the X-Men.&lt;br /&gt;33. Take bets on the battle described above.&lt;br /&gt;34. Set up another battlefield with G.I. Joes vs. G.I. Janes. (Red lipstick might give an interesting effect!!!)&lt;br /&gt;35. While handling guns in the hunting department, suddenly ask the clerk if he knows where the anti-depressants are. Act as spastic as possible.&lt;br /&gt;36. While no one&apos;s watching quickly switch the men&apos;s and women&apos;s signs on the doors of the rest room.&lt;br /&gt;37. Dart around suspiciously while humming the theme from &quot;Mission:Impossible.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;38. Attempt to fit into very large gym bags.&lt;br /&gt;39. Attempt to fit others into very large gym bags.&lt;br /&gt;40. Fill your cart with boxes of condoms, and watch everyone&apos;s jaws drop when you attempt to buy them.&lt;br /&gt;41. Set up a &quot;Valet Parking&quot; sign in front of the store.&lt;br /&gt;42. Two words: &quot;Marco Polo.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;43. Leave Cheerios in Lawn and Garden, pillows in the pet food aisle,etc.&lt;br /&gt;44. &quot;Re-alphabetize&quot; the CD&apos;s in Electronics.&lt;br /&gt;45. In the auto department, practice your &quot;Madonna&quot; look with various funnels.&lt;br /&gt;46. Hide in the clothing racks and when people browse through, say things like &quot;the fat man walks alone,&quot; and scare them into believing that the clothes are talking to them&lt;br /&gt;47. While walking around alone, pretend someone is with you and get into a very serious conversation. Exp: The person is breaking up with you and you begin crying &quot;How could you do this to me? I thought you loved me! I knew there was another girl, but I thought I had won. You kissed ME darling.&quot; Then act as though you are being beaten and fall onto the ground screaming and having convulsions.&lt;br /&gt;48. When an announcement comes over the loudspeaker, assume the fetal position and scream, &quot;No, no! It&apos;s those voices again!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;49. Go to an empty checkout stand and try to check people out.&lt;br /&gt;50. Drag a lounge chair on display over to the magazines and relax. If the store has a food court, buy a soft drink; explain that you don&apos;t get out much, and ask if they can put a little umbrella in it.&lt;br /&gt;51. Get a stuffed animal and go to the front of the store and begin stroking it lovingly, saying &quot;Good girl, good bessie.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;52. Go over to the shoe department and try on every pair of shoes, not putiing one pair back. Take the paper from the boxes and throw it in various aisles.&lt;br /&gt;53. When someone steps away from their cart to look at something,quickly make off with it without saying a word.&lt;br /&gt;54. Follow people through the aisles, always staying about five feet away. Continue to do this until they leave the department.&lt;br /&gt;55. Ask other customers if they have any Grey Poupon.&lt;br /&gt;56. Test the fishing rods and see what you can &quot;catch&quot; from the other aisles.&lt;br /&gt;57. In the makeup department, spray yourself with every perfume there is, then walk up to a boy who is with another girl and start flirting with him in that annoying, ditsy way. &quot;hi!!!! (giggle) What&apos;s your sign?(giggle).&quot; When the boy shows no interest, start hitting on the girl the exact same way. &quot;hi!!!! (giggle) What&apos;s your sign?(giggle).&quot;&lt;br /&gt;58. Hold indoor shopping cart races.&lt;br /&gt;59. Re-dress the mannequins as you see fit.&lt;br /&gt;60.When there are people behind you, walk REALLY SLOW, especially thin narrow aisles.&lt;br /&gt;61.Relax in the patio furniture until you get kicked out.&lt;br /&gt;62.Challenge other customers to duels with tubes of gift wrap.&lt;br /&gt;63.Pay off layaways fifty cents at a time.&lt;br /&gt;64. Say things like, &quot;Would you be so kind as to direct me to your Twinkies?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;65. Make up nonsense products and ask newly hired employees if there are any in stock, i.e., &quot;Do you have any Shnerples here?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;66. Ride a display bicycle through the store; claim you&apos;re taking it for a &quot;test drive.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;67. Leave cryptic messages on the typewriters.&lt;br /&gt;68. Get boxes of Condoms and randomly put them in peoples carts when they don&apos;t realize it!</description>
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  <lj:mood>who really does this? but me?</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 Apr 2005 23:30:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>this is what i do with my life~lol</title>
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  <description>101 Things Not to Say During Sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01.But everybody looks funny naked! &lt;br /&gt;02.You woke me up for that? &lt;br /&gt;03.Did I mention the video camera? &lt;br /&gt;04.Do you smell something burning? &lt;br /&gt;05.(in a janitor&apos;s closet) And they say romance is dead... &lt;br /&gt;06.Try breathing through your nose. &lt;br /&gt;07.A little rug burn never hurt anyone! &lt;br /&gt;08.Is that a Medic-Alert Pendant? &lt;br /&gt;09.Sweetheart, did you lock the back door? &lt;br /&gt;10.But whipped cream makes me break out. &lt;br /&gt;11.Person 1: This is your first time..right?&lt;br /&gt;   Person 2: Yeah.. today &lt;br /&gt;12.(in the No Tell Motel) Hurry up! This room rents by the Hour! &lt;br /&gt;13.Can you please pass me the remote control? &lt;br /&gt;14.Do you accept Visa? &lt;br /&gt;15.ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ &lt;br /&gt;16.On second thought, let&apos;s turn off the lights. &lt;br /&gt;17.And to think I was really trying to pick up your friend! &lt;br /&gt;18.So much for mouth-to-mouth. &lt;br /&gt;19.(using body paint) Try not to leave any stains, okay? &lt;br /&gt;20.Hope you&apos;re as good looking when I&apos;m sober... &lt;br /&gt;21.(holding a banana) It&apos;s just a little trick I learned at the zoo! &lt;br /&gt;22.Do you get any premium movie channels? &lt;br /&gt;23.Try not to smear my make-up, will ya! &lt;br /&gt;24.(preparing to use peanut butter sexually) But I just steam-cleaned this couch! &lt;br /&gt;25.Got any penicillin? &lt;br /&gt;26.But I just brushed my teeth... &lt;br /&gt;27.Smile, you&apos;re on Candid Camera! &lt;br /&gt;28.I thought you had the keys to the handcuffs! &lt;br /&gt;29.I want a baby! &lt;br /&gt;30.So much for the fulfillment of sexual fantasies! &lt;br /&gt;31.(in a menage a trois) Why am I doing all the work? &lt;br /&gt;32.Maybe we should call Dr. Ruth... &lt;br /&gt;33.Did you know the ceiling needs painting? &lt;br /&gt;34.I think you have it on backwards. &lt;br /&gt;35.When is this supposed to feel good? &lt;br /&gt;36.Put that blender back in the kitchen where it belongs! &lt;br /&gt;37.You&apos;re good enough to do this for a living! &lt;br /&gt;38.Is that blood on the headboard? &lt;br /&gt;39.Did I remember to take my pill? &lt;br /&gt;40.Are you sure I don&apos;t know you from somewhere? &lt;br /&gt;41.I wish we got the Playboy channel... &lt;br /&gt;42.That leak better be from the waterbed! &lt;br /&gt;43.I told you it wouldn&apos;t work without batteries! &lt;br /&gt;44.But my cat always sleeps on that pillow.. &lt;br /&gt;45.Did I tell you my Aunt Martha died in this bed? &lt;br /&gt;46.If you quit smoking you might have more endurance.. &lt;br /&gt;47.No, really... I do this part better myself! &lt;br /&gt;48.It&apos;s nice being in bed with a woman I don&apos;t have to inflate! &lt;br /&gt;49.This would be more fun with a few more people.. &lt;br /&gt;50.You&apos;re almost as good as my ex! &lt;br /&gt;51.Do you know the definition of statutory rape? &lt;br /&gt;52.Is that you I smell or is it your mattress stuffed with rotten potatoes? &lt;br /&gt;53.You look younger than you feel. &lt;br /&gt;54.Perhaps you&apos;re just out of practice. &lt;br /&gt;55.You sweat more than a galloping stallion! &lt;br /&gt;56.They&apos;re not cracker crumbs, it&apos;s just a rash. &lt;br /&gt;57.Now I know why he/she dumped you... &lt;br /&gt;58.Does your husband own a sawed-off shotgun? &lt;br /&gt;59.You give me reason to conclude that foreplay is overrated. &lt;br /&gt;60.What tampon? &lt;br /&gt;61.Have you ever considered liposuction? &lt;br /&gt;62.And to think, I didn&apos;t even have to buy you dinner! &lt;br /&gt;63.What are you planning to make for breakfast? &lt;br /&gt;64.I have a confession... &lt;br /&gt;65.I was so horny tonight I would have taken a duck home! &lt;br /&gt;66.Are those real or am I just behind the times? &lt;br /&gt;67.Were you by any chance repressed as a child? &lt;br /&gt;68.Is that a hanging sculpture? &lt;br /&gt;69.You&apos;ll still vote for me, won&apos;t you? &lt;br /&gt;70.Did I mention my transsexual operation? &lt;br /&gt;71.I really hate women who actually think sex means something! &lt;br /&gt;72.Did you cum yet, dear? &lt;br /&gt;73.I&apos;ll tell you who I&apos;m fantasizing about if you tell me who you&apos;re fantasizing about... &lt;br /&gt;74.A good plastic surgeon can take care of that in no time! &lt;br /&gt;75.Does this count as a date? &lt;br /&gt;76.Oprah Winfrey had a show about men like you! &lt;br /&gt;77.Hic! I need another beer for this please. &lt;br /&gt;78.I think biting is romantic, don&apos;t you? &lt;br /&gt;79.Q: You can cook, too right?&lt;br /&gt;   A: Whaddaya think I&apos;m doin&apos;? &lt;br /&gt;80.When would you like to meet my parents? &lt;br /&gt;81.Man: Maybe it would help if I thought about someone I really like...&lt;br /&gt;   Woman: Yourself? &lt;br /&gt;82.Have you seen &quot;Fatal Attraction&quot;? &lt;br /&gt;83.Sorry about the name tags, I&apos;m not very good with names. &lt;br /&gt;84.Don&apos;t mind me.. I always file my nails in bed. &lt;br /&gt;85.(in a phone booth) Do you mind if I make a few phone calls? &lt;br /&gt;86.I hope I didn&apos;t forget to turn the gas oven off. Do you have a light? &lt;br /&gt;87.Don&apos;t worry, my dog&apos;s really friendly for a Doberman. &lt;br /&gt;88.Sorry but I don&apos;t do toes! &lt;br /&gt;89.You could at least ACT like you&apos;re enjoying it! &lt;br /&gt;90.Petroleum jelly or no petroleum jelly, I said NO! &lt;br /&gt;91.Keep it down, my mother is a light sleeper... &lt;br /&gt;92.I&apos;ll bet you didn&apos;t know I work for &quot;The Enquirer&quot;. &lt;br /&gt;93.So that&apos;s why they call you Mr. Flash! &lt;br /&gt;94.My old girlfriend used to do it a LOT longer! &lt;br /&gt;95.Is this a sin too? &lt;br /&gt;96.I&apos;ve slept with more women than Wilt Chamberlain! &lt;br /&gt;97.Hey, when is it going to be my friend&apos;s turn? &lt;br /&gt;98.Long kisses clog my sinuses... &lt;br /&gt;99.Please understand that I&apos;m only doing this for a raise... &lt;br /&gt;100.How long do you plan to be &quot;almost there&quot;? &lt;br /&gt;101.You mean you&apos;re NOT my blind date?</description>
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  <lj:mood>i&apos;m feelin NAUGHTY~lol</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 Apr 2005 22:05:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ya kno what...if life is supposed 2 give u lemons,..well i say we should THROW THEM AT PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because some people r really dumb and need lemons thrown at them!! X(</description>
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  <lj:music>helena &amp; i&apos;m not ok - My Chemical Romance</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">helena &amp; i&apos;m not ok - My Chemical Romance</media:title>
  <lj:mood>DAMN PEOPLE!!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 02 Apr 2005 22:42:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>chris iz really startin 2 scare me again!!! look at this and i hav a b/f!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: hey babe&lt;br /&gt;(scarry i was scarred when he said that)&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: wow...hey&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: ic how it is&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: lol i &amp;lt;3 u too&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: rite&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: i do &lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: ur gonna make me cry&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: :&apos;(&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: i &amp;lt;3 lots ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: rite&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: fine then i c how it is&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: :&apos;(&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: no don&apos;t do that&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: c u still &amp;lt;3 me...lol&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: hell ya&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: lol&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: i miss ya hunn&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: aww....i miss u 2&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: !! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: !!  whats that mean?&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: that i miss u&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: y what do u think it means??&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: idk&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: sure ya didn&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: so how r u?&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: good but not as good with out you&lt;br /&gt;(scarred again)&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: o i&apos;m sry&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: why did you have to get kicked out&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: im lonly w/o you&lt;br /&gt;(scarred)&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: ooooo :&apos;( i&apos;m sry....i wish they didn&apos;t kick me out       Sir Kill 82 Air: i want you bav&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: bac*&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: back*&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: really?? =-O&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: yes sexy&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: ;-)&lt;br /&gt;(scarred)&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: what you could do&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: what could i do what?&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: idk&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: your to quite&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: speack girl speak&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: lol sry i&apos;m watching SCHFIFTY FIVE&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: i &amp;lt;3 that&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: never heard of it&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: if u go 2 albinoblacksheep.com and go under flash files u&apos;ll c it&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: ic&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: how long is it babe&lt;br /&gt;(uhh very scarred)&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: not that long&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: oo ok&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: r u watching it??&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: ya&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: its great&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: i kno lol&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: lol&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: well i g2g&lt;br /&gt;Sir Kill 82 Air: ill talk to you later hunn&lt;br /&gt;(wow i&apos;m very scarred at this point)&lt;br /&gt;WEEDandKEWL AID: ok</description>
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  <lj:mood>i was NOT expecting this</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2005 21:48:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;M GETTING MY TONCILLS REMOVED!!! OMG I DON&apos;T LIKE NEEDLES NO NO NO PAIN AGONY...MMM ICE CREAM :p....O WHAT AM I SAYING AHHH NEED 2 GET BETTER... NO SURGERY 4 ME NO WAY AHHH MAN!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2005 21:45:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>OMG I JUST REMEMBERED I&apos;M GETTING SURGERY!!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! i don&apos;t like BIG needles....shots i don&apos;t mind but i do mind BIG needles...OMG SOOO SCARED!!!!!!!!</description>
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  <lj:mood>nervous outta my FUCKIN MIND!!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2005 21:41:50 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i got into a fight last weekend w/ a slut (litteraly) she slept w/ my man!!!!! i fought her the wknd b4 easter....MELISSA MOTTERELLI...stupid slut...i kicked her ass she really does suck at fighting!!! and then 1 of my principals found out about the fight and wanted him 2 tell me about it Mr.Campbell... prick...so i told him 2 fuck off and i got a day out and was grounded the whole easter wknd...like i care...went 2 milpond and stole cigarettes cuz i really needed 1....NESSA i went 2 ur mommy&apos;s on easter cuz i thought u were there but u weren&apos;t :&apos;(!! i wanted 2 c u....well i saw ur mommy and i saw JOSH!!! he did get very skinny!!! he looks a lot better now!! but i must go :&apos;(!!</description>
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  <lj:music>GIRL FIGHT!! -- LIL JON AND BROOK VALENTINE</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">GIRL FIGHT!! -- LIL JON AND BROOK VALENTINE</media:title>
  <lj:mood>i beat the shit outta MELISSA!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2005 03:58:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>hey little gurl......do u want 2 kno a secerrret??.....cuz i kno 1 and it is sooooooo good 2 hear it....u want 2 kno whut it schwas....alright i tell u whut schwas.....i kno.....how 2 count all de way 2 SCHFIFTY FIVE....and i will tell u how 2 do it faster than u can say POOPTY PEUPTY PANTS!!....u ready 2 hear baby....alright....schwam....doo...2 and heif...scheven....sch4teen-teen...schwenty 1....schwenty 7 heif.....27, 37, WHUT U SAY!?!?...dunna dunnnnnna dunna SCHFIFTY FIVE....g/f age 55....mi IQ is 55...u must pay...5+5 is 50, 50, 50...SCHFIFTY FIVE!!</description>
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  <lj:mood>bored outta my right mind</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Mar 2005 15:22:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i didn&apos;t feel like going 2 school 2 day 4 sum reason...i basically had no classes yesterday b/c i had a prep rally 4 band the 1st 3 periods and thats really when my main classes are math us history and english...and we got out early so i had only 18 min of 7th period science and that was it....i am very angry 4 sum reason....i just feel like punching holes in my wall 2 take this anger out that i have....stress maybe....idk.....w/e....i&apos;m just really bored i think i&apos;m gonna go play DDR and smoke a bogey.....nice combination right?!.....and i have ANOTHER sn 4 aim....sum ppl kno but others don&apos;t so my new sn is........ WEEDandKEWL AID .....seeing as how i &amp;lt;3 kool aid but sum 1 took that already so i just said kewl but w/e idc......ok gonna hav a bogey so &lt;br /&gt;*pCe*    O_o</description>
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  <lj:mood>confused</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2005 16:08:47 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>woah....i&apos;m in school typing in live journal....woah so cool....i can never get on this page and now i&apos;m on it......woah.....i think everybody should go listen 2 schfifty five.....at albinoblacksheep.com under flash files it will cheer u up i kno every word g2g c pplz later!!</description>
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  <lj:mood>anxious</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Mar 2005 18:38:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;M NOT REALLY HIGH I MEAN&apos;T 2 PUT....UHHH.....HAPPY!? :p</description>
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  <lj:mood>happy</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Mar 2005 18:36:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>hey evrybody i&apos;m back agin 4 once i so underestimated stafford actually it&apos;s pretty cool and i&apos;m hangin at my friend tifanie&apos;s 2 day and i kno ness that i haven&apos;t called u back or ne thing and i&apos;m sry but i have been really busy the past few weeks w/ going 2 court and fighting 2 try 2 go back 2 eo and everything and i kno u prolly don&apos;t want me 2 say this but i&apos;m gonna say it n e wayz cuz i miss u and i haven&apos;t called u in like 4 ever so here it goes............................................................................................................................................................................... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    !!!!HAPPY BELATED FREAKIN BIRTHDAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        LOL I &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 U NESSA     4~&amp;gt;</description>
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  <lj:mood>high</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Feb 2005 02:15:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ok today sucked really bad actually it happened over the wknd....ok this kid george really likes me and i liked him (this was like 4 wks ago) and he has a g/f kelly and he told me he might break up w/ her well...4 wks l8er today valentines day he still hasn&apos;t broken up w/ her and well i was at my friend liz&apos;s house and her brother mike is bf w/ george and mike told me that george wasn&apos;t gonna break up w/ kelly and that he thought i was nasty and a whole buncha shit so i wasss piissseeeddd and liz told me that the gir tifanie that was trying 2 hook me up w/ him was gonna tell george not 2 break up w/ kelly cuz shes afraid that i would hurt him....thats fucked up....so i ended up going out w/ george&apos;s bf mike and i guess he was gonna break up w/ kelly yesterday 2 go out w/ me and i was going out w/ his bf so he&apos;s all pissed at me and can&apos;t truat me b/c i&apos;m going out w/ his bf when he hasn&apos;t even heard my side of the story yet and now i&apos;m the bad guy cuz i got pissed at george b/c of what his damn friend said but now he hates me b/c i&apos;m going out w/ his friend and this really sux so have these past wks idk what 2 do b/c i&apos;m afraid that if i tell him what mike said then he wont go out w/ me b/c i belive his friend over him so hes gonna tell me 2 fuck off so idk whut the fuck 2 do!!!</description>
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  <lj:mood>ValentinesDay is really shitty</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Feb 2005 23:48:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i know it&apos;s been a while...i&apos;ve been thro a lot since i last wrote...i&apos;m finally at stafford high...it&apos;s a fuckin prison compared 2 E.O....if u show a lighter automatic 1 day inschool (iss) 1 day if u get caught w/ bogeys automatic 3 day iss...bullshit!...i&apos;ve been at that school 4 2 wks now... ha i&apos;ve gotton into 3 fightes already 4 ppl talkin shit...i got arrested...i&apos;m grounded 4 3 months...i got my tongue pierced...it hurt like a bitch...my school is prepy...i hate it...i hate ppl...next person that fucks w/ me i&apos;m gonna shank and i WILL do it...i&apos;m getting nightmares from being so stressed...i haven&apos;t had a nightmare since i was 9 or 10...i&apos;m so sick of this goddamn bullshit i&apos;m gonna fuckin i don&apos;t even fuckin know i&apos;m so passed mad i&apos;m actually calm so next person that fucks w/ me is gonna be buried i swear on Mark Youngs grave i will shank sum1...b/c i&apos;m gonna go crazy...</description>
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  <lj:mood>i&apos;m in a hell hole</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 16 Jan 2005 20:13:51 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Jan 2005 20:51:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>o no my Dukee is the exorcist!! he puked green slime stuff?? idk what it was but it was green slimy and grose and i had to clean it ewwwwwww my hair (thanx to my water here) is now offically blond at the top orange in the middle and red at the bottom and like 10 colors underneath all my hair uhhhhhhh u.s. history exam is my first one yuck on tuesday at 7:30 in the morning!!and then english and then science then politics then band (not that i care about that one) then math o wait i have capt testing too i&apos;m gonna shot my self - my Dukee is not posessed at all he just had a sick tummy with green stuff??!! where the green stuff came from idk...</description>
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  <description>omg omg exams i hate exams i&apos;m not ready 4 exams this is not cool so much work so little time omg u.s. history i&apos;m gonna fail cuz i actually studied for a test and i got a 39% on it so i&apos;m not ready for this exam at all omg my ears are hurting bad i&apos;m lossing sleep o not cool not cool at all!!!</description>
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  <lj:mood>ahhhh!!!!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Dec 2004 13:23:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i broke my nose again.....put it this way i did a ashley i went sledding and forgot the sled as i was going down the hill head first into a fence...it was a tube and it had ice on the bottom and as i jumpe on it the tube didn&apos;t move but i did!!!</description>
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  <lj:mood>frozen snowman/ball Leighbee</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Dec 2004 23:17:38 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>OMG TODAY WAS MY LAST DAY AT EO OMG I&apos;M SO FUCKED UP RIGHT NOW!!!!!(EMOTIONAL WISE) O AND GET THIS I WAS TALKING TO STUPID TEACHER THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE HELPING ME WITH THIS AND HE STARTED TO YELL AT ME BECAUSE I WAS TRYING TO TELL HIM ABOUT WHAT THE SUPERINTENDANT TOLD MY MOM AND WOULDN&apos;T LET ME SAY ANYTHING THING BUT THE THINGS HE WAS TELLING ME TO DO I COULDN&apos;T DO BECAUSE THE SUPERINTENDANT SAID I COULDN&apos;T SAY ANYTHING OR I&apos;D GET YELLED AT AND THEN HE TELLS MY MOM ABOUT WHAT HE TOLD ME TO DO WHICH WAS LIVE WITH MY GRANDMA BUT THE SUPERINTENDANT SAID I COULDN&apos;T SO MY MOM TRIED TELLING HIM THAT AND HE SAID WELL I&apos;M NOT GETTING INVOLVED WITH THESE POLITICAL ISSUES SO HE BITCHED AT ME FOR NOTHING YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN ME IN SCHOOL TODAY I WAS CRYING MY EYES OUT ALL THE FUCKIN GUIDENCE COUNCLERS WERE LIKE O LEIGH WHATS WRONG I WAS LIKE I DON&apos;T WANNA FUCKIN TALK ABOUT IT AND THEY KEPT BUGGING ME OMG IT WAS SO ANNOYING IT WAS LIKE I FLY IN YOUR EAR WHEN YOU&apos;RE TRYING TO SLEEP I&apos;VE HAD A SHITTY FUCKING DAY AND EVERYONE CAN JUST STICK THERE MIDDLE FINGER UP THERE ASS AND TWIRL IT AROUND.....DEATHS GOTTA BE EASY CUZ LET ME TELL YA LIFE IS FUCKIN HARD....I NEED TO EITHER SMOKE WEED, GET LAID, OR PUT A GUN TO MY HEAD AND PULL THE TRIGGER I&apos;M SO FUCKED UP RIGHT NOW I JUST WANNA UHHHHHHH I DON&apos;T EVEN KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</description>
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  <lj:mood>TODAY SUCKED THE MOST</lj:mood>
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  <description>today was actually pretty good exept for the delay part i had to go to school at normal time and i had to wait in the blistering cold yesterday for 3 FUCKIN HOURS!!!!! FOR A BUS THAT NEVER CAME!!!!!!!! the asshole of a superintendant didn&apos;t say school was closed untill 8 am i was so pissed and very cold i was a frozen leighbee!! that sucked so i was out there from 6 am to 8 am well 2 hours but close the fuck enough really it was cold that asshole doesn&apos;t care about us i found out the only reason why he cancelled school was because he had 10000 complaints from parents and some guy went straight into a snow bank right by my house saw the whole thing couldn&apos;t help but laugh he couldn&apos;t get it out had to call a tow truck and it took him forever to get the car out twas funny HAPPY BIRTHDAY MS. ASHLEY SARCHESKI &amp;lt;3 U!! i need to get my camera developed i forgot about that...</description>
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  <lj:mood>cold and tired annoyed too</lj:mood>
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