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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 15:16:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dear hell week,</title>
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  <description>Ah hah! Hell week we meet again! I regret that I have not been able to write to you since last year! How wonderful it is to be in a show again! I do love the work, I hate however, the drama that has already reared its ugly head... Indeed hell week, you are evil to your participants.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the almighty costume head yet again! And I want you to know hell week I am taking a break from your clothing come Foot loose. 80&apos;s costumes are not my forte&apos;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes hell week, I have made something truly aluring, the costumes that I have recieved for this show have by far passed my deepest expectations for Desguises. Indeed hell week, several of the women, (including myself) have vowed to forciblly push them selves onto our lead Dracula. Mmhmn hell week, he is very nice to look at in his costume. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me Hell week, in our almost four years together, you have never revealed  your gender to me! How upsetting, I wish for you to tell me at once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You somewhat confused costume head, &lt;br /&gt;Rosie. &lt;br type=&quot;_moz&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Oct 2009 19:46:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My adventures of H1N1</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;The pig flu, I got to tell you it kicks my ass. It started Friday night, I got a runny nose, and a little tiny, minuscule cough (I thought that it was just left over from my cold that I was still coughing lung butter up from) oh but how wrong I could be. The next day, Saturday, my cough is still there and my nose is leaking in excess now, stupidly I&amp;nbsp;think nothing of it. Sunday, this is when I start to worry that I indeed have come down with something; I awake to not being able to breath out of my nose, my cough is back and bitchyer than ever, I sound like I did when I smoked a lot. by then the accumulating lung butter in my chest was appalling, and on top of it all, I can not breath, ah yes, one of the many crule things about having asthma, when ever you get sick, your asthma comes and kicks you in the kooter, (which by the way is not pleasant). I take some cough syrup, and go to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter Monday, I awake dizzy disorientated, nauseated, and with body aches. My nose is clogged fully, and I am breathing through my mouth, weezing is a better word actually. I sit up toss of my covers and realize I am unaturally cold, I shrug it off attributing it to the fact that the AC was on durring the night, and my room always gets the coldest. I stumble to my bedroom door, and open it, go to the bathroom, when I start to think that somethign is very, very wrong. I notice that I am breathing unaturally hard. After I wash my hands I&amp;nbsp;walk toward my stairs. I walk up the TWELVE stairs that are in my house, and when I get to the top I&amp;nbsp;find that I am very close to having an asthma attack. I awake my father and tell him is broken breaths that I shouldn&apos;t go to school and should probably go see a doctor. He agree&apos;s to letting my stay home and I stumble back down the stairs trying hard to catch my breath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this point I did not even entertain the idea that I had Swine flu. I just though that for what ever reason I had gotten another cold, and like always my asthma was overacting to everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;go back to sleep, and then arpund 7:30am, my father calls telling me that I have a doctors appointment at 8:45am. I&amp;nbsp;once again crawl out of bed, taking notice that my breathing has not improved. I get ready and drive to the doctor. By then I am REALLY&amp;nbsp;dizzy, which is NO&amp;nbsp;good. I get there and the receptionist tells me that if I have a cough I have to put on a face mask because of the swine flu outbreak. I&amp;nbsp;comply and wait my turn. The nurse calls me in and takes my weight, and blood preassure, you know the works, oh and of course my temperature, it just so happens I am running a fever, oh goody.&amp;nbsp; Then she takes my oxygen saturation, I&amp;nbsp;belive she said it was somewhere below 90% which is unaturall, and unsafe. I go into the paitent room and again wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor comes in at 8:53am. I&amp;nbsp;am laying on the examination table, which if you know me is very unatural, she asks me why, knowing my incesant fear of doctors, and I tell her in a hushed weezy voice that it is easier to breath when I am laying down. She tells me to stand up so that she can hear my heartbeat. I tell her that I am breathing as well as I can after she asks me about it. After that she asks me all of the normal questions, body aches, fever, nausia, cough, sinus problems ect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after about five or so min&apos;s of questions she tells me, &amp;quot;I&amp;nbsp;think you have swine flu.&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;pause waiting to see if she&apos;s joking. Nope, she was serious. Tells me that she has to put me on four differant drugs to get rid of this pesky swine flu and sends it to a walgreens so that I&amp;nbsp;don&apos;t have to walk into a store and possibly pass out. Then she tells me I can&apos;t go to school all week. Great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;leave and drive to the walgreens in question. I&amp;nbsp;get to the drive through and the lady tells me that I have to wait 20 mins before I can get them. Okay, so I drive around becasue I can&apos;t stay in the drive through, and park in front of the store. I wait then I drive back around. The lady asks me for the insureance card, I do not have one so I ask if I can call my father and ask for the ID number. She waits, and after that does not want to take the phone from me. OBVIOUSLY&amp;nbsp;it was taking a great deal or effort to breath and talk at the same time. So I&amp;nbsp;ask again if she will take the phone from me. She wont. It took for me to start CRYING to take the phone from me and talk to my father. Damn woman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then She tells me the ID number does not work. So she hands the phone back to me, and asks if I want to pay the bill, (which would be well over $100 or if I wanted her to call the insurance company. I choose the obvious choice of her calling the insurance company and then she tells me that I&amp;nbsp;have another twenty mins to wait. Irritated and flustered I drive around and park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;After about ten mins I have to pee. So I put on my mask and walk into the store. I ask for the bathroom, which is conviently right next to the pharmacy. After I am done washing my hands I walk over to the counter, weezing and coughing as I go. The woman reluctantly hands my my bag off goods. I&amp;nbsp;snatch it out of her hands without a thank you and bid her adue with an obnoxiously loud cough and a departing glare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get home take a shower, and whilst I am washing my hair I vomit suddenly onto my bare feet. After I rinse the bile out of my mouth and the soap out of my hair I cry a little bit, and then get out of the shower. I&amp;nbsp;eat something, because the doctor warned me before I take my pills that I need to have something in my stomach as to not casue more nausia. So I whip myself up some soup and eat it then take all four of my medications. Then I sleep, a very long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I had a fallow up appointmet for my doctor to check my oxygen saturation. Its at 94%. Horray I was normal again. The the better news I just have to wait for my fever to go away, then wait 24 hours then I had the all clear to go back to school. SWEET! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Wednesday. I still have a fever. I&amp;nbsp;actually miss school. Facebook can only be so entertaining. TV is boring in the middle of the day, all of it is reruns. I&amp;nbsp;want this damned fever to leave me alone so I can go be a highschool kid. -_-&apos; If I&apos;m not back by friday, I&apos;m going to miss tech apps. Which is sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those so far are my H1N1 adventures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2009 23:06:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>at schools end</title>
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  <description>So I am sitting at my computer, it is the sunday before my last day of my junior year. On Tuesday I will be consiiderd a seinor. That prospect scares me to death. To think that I only have one year left to be a child. Only one year left to be care free... The future if you can&apos;t tell scares the shit out of me. I&amp;nbsp;don&apos;t want to leave off to college yet. Ahhhg. I&apos;m not ready for that. I&amp;nbsp;know I still have time to get used to the idea, but I&apos;ve been thinking about this ever since hannah and amy went off to college, and I&apos;m still not comfortable with the idea of leaving the nest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t get me wrong, living with my father is possibly one of the stupidest things that I have ever had to go through. But living on my own is that much more stupid. I&amp;nbsp;know I would be living in a dorm, but lving in a dorm is still, very, very stupid. Puting me; someone who absolutely hate change; into a somewhat small room with someone I&amp;nbsp;personally do not know is a very bad idea. I know that I have freinds who are also planning on going to my school of choice. Howeverm none of whom I&amp;nbsp;am good enough friends with to be able to live with them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to make sure lets look at the possibilities:&lt;br /&gt;Kayla:&amp;nbsp;who is drifting father away from me and is almost all but an aqaintence &lt;br /&gt;Patrick:&amp;nbsp;although is my freind, no.&lt;br /&gt;Liz: Likely will hate me by the time I will get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other possibility is living with someone COMPLETLY&amp;nbsp;unknown.... Bad idea. I could get an apartment after the first year, but it is likely that I will not have enough money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhg. aaside from college, there is the whole I get to give a seinor speech. I like that prospect. And Also I get to leave smoky, I really like that part. Although the rest I am not looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;have no iea what to do...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2009 21:34:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Annoyed</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small&quot;&gt;As the title would suggest. Yes I&amp;nbsp;am annoyed. For a pretty good reason I might say. -Twitches- I&amp;nbsp;have done nothing wrong, or at least nothing that I can think of, to get Mikes mother to hate me to such an extent. AND&amp;nbsp;ITS&amp;nbsp;PISSING&amp;nbsp;ME&amp;nbsp;OFF. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS far as either on of us is concered she has no reason. Mike has convinced himself its PMS. However since I&amp;nbsp;am indeed female I&amp;nbsp;know this to be false. THERE&amp;nbsp;IS&amp;nbsp;NO&amp;nbsp;CONCIEVABLE&amp;nbsp;WAY&amp;nbsp;THAT&amp;nbsp;PMS&amp;nbsp;COULD&amp;nbsp;LAST&amp;nbsp;FOR&amp;nbsp;ALMOST&amp;nbsp;A&amp;nbsp;MONTH. Not possible. Unless of course she has ovarise like mine. Highly unlikely. &lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2009 15:54:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>OH MY JESUS!</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Musical was amazing! It went so fucking well!&amp;nbsp;Standing Ovations are he best! Oh yeah! So anyway The house was almost packed all three nights, and I believe that we got a standing ovation on all three ocasions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother cam all the way from base (which in an hour and a half drive)&amp;nbsp;just to see my show! And he doesn;t even like musicals! But he said it was really good, and he liked it. Hell even Jason liked it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah, Amy, Cara, and Moof also came. It was awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Cara and Moof still get on LJ thanks for comming I hope you guys enjoyed it. Sorry I&amp;nbsp;didn;t really get to talk to you. Love you guys, ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, yeah I am sad that musical is now officially done. I&amp;nbsp;liked this one almost as much as I liked Barnum, and thats saying something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing to say though. NO&amp;nbsp;MORE&amp;nbsp;ELVIS!&amp;nbsp;EVER!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Mar 2009 03:45:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dear hell week</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;Dear Hell week, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I&amp;nbsp;see why they tell you not to stop taking your medication sudennly. I&amp;nbsp;forgot to take my mood stableizers today and well I am on a horrible happy crash right now. It sucks&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I&apos;m kind of delving into a pit of hopless sarrow. Which by the way sounds really emo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah other than that, today is my &amp;quot;month long&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;with Mikey, and what happens? He dissapears... I&amp;nbsp;have no idea where he went, well thats that for today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Jan 2009 18:50:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>So, it turns out.....</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;.....I&apos;m not dead. I am rather greatful for that face seeing as how I amonly sixteen. Which reminds me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is my birthday?&amp;nbsp;I&apos;ve gone and forgot the date again. Ahh well I&apos;ll ask monty when I get he chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho. I adopted a freashman. Well actually stole. Lulz. this kid is awesome! And I do NOT&amp;nbsp;want the cycle that has been happening with said freashman to continue. -twitches- That would be very bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah next week is finals. I&amp;nbsp;am not as worried about them as I&amp;nbsp;should be. Oh well, teen apathy what can I say? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;wanted to, for what ever reason last night to watch the power ranges movie. don&apos;t as k me, why I&amp;nbsp;just did. You know the one with the weird purple goop?&amp;nbsp;Yeah that one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember those days wehn power rangers were awesome, and pokemon was banned from school. Lulz that was a good year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahywho this blog has no point, just like manny of my others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I&amp;nbsp;figured out something last night, but I don&apos;t remember what is was. Lulz. Thats just like me to forget something important, like my birthday or possibly a life changing realization. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. I&amp;nbsp;wish is was summer, I am so ready for school to be done. I&amp;nbsp;have come down with a very bad case of seinoritis. And I&apos;m only a junior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;pissed of my pen pal this week. Hah ah its awesome, now I&apos;m pissing people off in other countries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho, I shoudl really end this blog of nothing ness, but I don&apos;t really want to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya&apos; folks.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 Dec 2008 21:04:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Survey Hannah took Part two:</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;1: What did you do in 2008 that you&amp;rsquo;d never done before?&lt;br /&gt;Get my braces off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Did you keep your New Years&amp;rsquo; resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;didn&apos;t make one last year, but this year plan on making one and keeping it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: Did anyone close to you die?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;4: What places did you visit?&lt;br /&gt;Utah, &amp;amp; Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;Come back to me on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: What date from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory?&lt;br /&gt;January Fifth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7: What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t really say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8: What was your biggest failure(s)?&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to say them all?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;9: Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;br /&gt;Illness yes. Injury no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10: What was the best thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t say, I really don&apos;t remember what I bought this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11: Whose behavior merited celebration?&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;don&apos;t remember that one either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12: Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?&lt;br /&gt;More room would be required for this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13: Where did most of your money go?&lt;br /&gt;Clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14: What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;br /&gt;Treasure Island, Skin of our teeth, cast party&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15: What song/album will always remind you of 2008?&lt;br /&gt;NEDM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16: Compared to this time last year, are you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. happier or sadder? Deffinately happier, this time last year suck some maijor ass.&lt;br /&gt;B. thinner or fatter? I have no idea&lt;br /&gt;C. richer or poorer? Again I have no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17: What do you wish you&amp;rsquo;d done more of?&lt;br /&gt;School work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18: What do you wish you&amp;rsquo;d done less of?&lt;br /&gt;Slacking, and emoing in corners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19: How will you be spending Christmas? &lt;br /&gt;That Holiday is past now, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20: Who did you spend the most time on the phone with?&lt;br /&gt;Hah hah, quite a few people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21: Were you in love in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;Yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22: How many one night stands in this last year?&lt;br /&gt;None (still a virgin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23: What was your favorite TV program?&lt;br /&gt;House &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24: Do you hate anyone now that you didn&amp;rsquo;t hate this time last year?&lt;br /&gt;Kind of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25: What was the best book(s) you read?&lt;br /&gt;There were several&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26: What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27: What did you want and get?&lt;br /&gt;Colin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 What did you want and not get?&lt;br /&gt;several things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 What were your favorite films of this year?&lt;br /&gt;Amelie, Dark Knight, and Howles Moving castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30: What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?&lt;br /&gt;16 this year, and I&amp;nbsp;had a conjoined birthday party with Monty, is was rad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31: What is one thing that would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t say really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32: How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;Me, it was just me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33: What kept you sane?&lt;br /&gt;Friends, and one family member&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34: Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t really know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35: What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;br /&gt;Oh there were a few of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36: Who did you miss?&lt;br /&gt;People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37: Who was the best new person you met?&lt;br /&gt;Uhhhm, I would have to say it is a tie between two freashman who are so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38: What was the biggest surprise in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;Hell week of Treasure Island. So many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39: Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008:&lt;br /&gt;People care, even if you think they don&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40: Quote a song lyric that sums up your year.&lt;br /&gt;Come back to me on that one.&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <category>boredom</category>
  <lj:music>None at the moment</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 06:21:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Don&apos;t fuck with me.</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small&quot;&gt;I&amp;nbsp;have the stomach flu. It sucks balls. I&amp;nbsp;wish that I would stop being sick so that school wouldn&apos;t suck as much as it does. This week felt like a month, Thess-Con although it was only LAST week felt like it was AGES ago. I&amp;nbsp;miss thess-con, Lots of bonding with Kayla and Liz. I&amp;nbsp;can&apos;t help but feel lost without our boyish behavior.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;What thw hell? Am I on crack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, No I am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;am sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being sick, I&amp;nbsp;am irriatable, bitchy and mean. So I would recomend not talking to me about pointless shit. I&amp;nbsp;will go off. God damn the smallest things have been pissing me off lately. Although with all rights they should in the first place. Anyhow, do I feel bad for anything that I have said to ANYONE over the past week? No. Why? Becasue I&amp;nbsp;am a bitch, anyone who knows me should know better than to talk to me about pointless shit in thew first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason for my bitchyness, it has almost been a year since the &amp;quot;event&amp;quot;. However I plan to say nothing more on the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;guess the point of this blog is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut up leave me alone, and let me get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <category>sick</category>
  <lj:music>Nothing</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 20 Sep 2008 19:37:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oh, my fucking god</title>
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  <description>I&amp;nbsp;juat had to post it, if it works, watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;16&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 15:16:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oh my god, its been a long time.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small&quot;&gt;have any of you ever had the experience of sometihng small and inocent dying in your hands? And when you did did you feel as though you could do nothing to help?&amp;nbsp;Like you should have made it quicker?&amp;nbsp;Or that you should somehow posess the power the make them better again. Has this small and inocent creature been something that you care about?&amp;nbsp;Has the only thing you were able to do... Cry?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, at 6:57Am My Favorite baby bunnie dies in my hands. He was only two weeks old. I&amp;nbsp;think that the other two didn&apos;t affect me as much becasue I was not there to watch them die. Or to hold them as they were writhing in pain and shock. I wasn&apos;t there to helplessly try to comfort an animal that I do not know can understand me or hear me. I&amp;nbsp;was not there. Today I was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was my favorite, and was the only one to respond to me when I talked to him. He always knew who I&amp;nbsp;was. I&amp;nbsp;was his favorite chew toy and jungle jim. I was all these things but I could not help him as he gasped for air, had painful spasums and drifted closer to death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;know I only had him for two weeks but in that two weeks he became something that meant alot to me. I&amp;nbsp;loved that little bunny much like I would love one of my friends. He had a personality, he had feelings, he was smater than the rest of the bunnies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you reading this might laugh at my pain, tell me that I should get over it and get a new bunny. What if your dog died?&amp;nbsp;Or your cat?&amp;nbsp;Or any other animal that you may have? Tell me that you wouldn&apos;t feel the same. Tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe you are laughing at me for other reasons, like you think I deserve it. Fuck you, I&amp;nbsp;may deserve to feel this, but he didn&apos;t deserve to die. he was only a baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another thing, not that it really will do anything, but since I&amp;nbsp;am a blubbering mass of emotions I&apos;ll say it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <category>dead bunny</category>
  <lj:music>nothing</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Aug 2008 21:14:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Stupidity!</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;WHO THE FUCK CARES?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes well, I am slightly annoyed with people and myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah I guess that is kind of inveitable. Oh well.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <category>nothing to do</category>
  <lj:music>BUNNIES!</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2008 22:27:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hannah! I said I would show this to you.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Here you go. I lol&apos;d. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljembed&quot; embedid=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;14&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Then I found this and well couldn&apos;t resist. Hah hah so horrible. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljembed&quot; embedid=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;15&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <category>tainting memories.</category>
  <lj:music>Lol stuffs.</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2008 15:47:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Well that is interesting</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljembed&quot; embedid=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;table cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;180&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disorder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;120&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/paranoid.html&quot;&gt;Paranoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;Very High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/schizoid.html&quot;&gt;Schizoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; color=&quot;#cc0033&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/schizotypal.html&quot;&gt;Schizotypal&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;Very High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/antisocial.html&quot;&gt;Antisocial&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; color=&quot;#cc0033&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/borderline.html&quot;&gt;Borderline&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;Very High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/histrionic.html&quot;&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; color=&quot;#000099&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/narcissistic.html&quot;&gt;Narcissistic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; color=&quot;#000099&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/avoidant.html&quot;&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;Very High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/dependent.html&quot;&gt;Dependent&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; color=&quot;#990099&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/ocd.html&quot;&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; color=&quot;#cc0033&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot; size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv&quot;&gt;Personality Disorder Test&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/index.html&quot;&gt;Personality Disorder Information&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;I decided to take this after Becca&apos; took it. Heh heh well further proof of how messed up I am ? I dunno&apos; but some how I find this some what amuseing. Creepy I know...&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <category>mental!</category>
  <lj:music>Fish tanks</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 02 Aug 2008 12:36:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Today.....</title>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;Today&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt; yes today is the dreaded day..... Today is the day when I ripped clean of my mother&apos;s &lt;font color=&quot;#800000&quot;&gt;Vagina&lt;/font&gt;. today is the day that I almost murderd my mother, today is the day when my parents discover&apos;d&amp;nbsp;I was a &lt;font color=&quot;#ff9900&quot;&gt;girl.&lt;/font&gt; Today is the day that I sufferd my first&amp;nbsp;ret jection.... hah hah. Today is the day I nearly choked on blood. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff00ff&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Yes Today&amp;nbsp; is that day. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Damn birthday&apos;s I really disslike them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people clebrate they anyway? Its like &quot;Oh look one more year closer to my experation date! Hooray now lets blow out the fucking candels! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#993366&quot;&gt;MAKE A FUCKING WHSH DAMN IT&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&quot; Such a strange tradition... who deciceded that we would have &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;CAKE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on our birthdays and shove how ever manny candels in the damn thing?! Its assanine, insane and somewhat stupid. Then it gets turned into this big marketing thing, you have to go by presants.... Shit son. Thats a weird tradition.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow the first thing I get to do today is..... thats right&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#800000&quot;&gt;go&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#ffff00&quot;&gt;to&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#800080&quot;&gt;Therapy&lt;font color=&quot;#ff00ff&quot;&gt;!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;What a great birthday presant.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that however I get to do something fun. &lt;font color=&quot;#000080&quot;&gt;REN FEST!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#993300&quot;&gt;Whoot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then After that dinner most likely.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what&apos;s funny? I don&apos;t feel any differant. Aren&apos;t i suposed to have som realization on me 16th birthday? Isn&apos;t it suposed to be fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#808000&quot;&gt;Eh either way I&apos;m one step closer to adulthood.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#008080&quot;&gt;Eww adult hood.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow I felt that I should post something. And look, again with my &lt;font color=&quot;#000080&quot;&gt;emoness.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Normal people are happy on birthday&apos;s but I have found that I suffer each and every year with &lt;font color=&quot;#000080&quot;&gt;denial &lt;/font&gt;and then &lt;font color=&quot;#008080&quot;&gt;apathy&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;u&gt;Go me?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I&apos;m gonna end this here before It starts to become a rant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <category>birthday?</category>
  <lj:music>The fan</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2008 05:03:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Holly shite!</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Yo&apos; this is really cool. Lulz mabey not for everyone, but I think it is cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;12&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/lj-embed&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;So should this vid be flagged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Then there is the creepy kids show, banned from everywhere on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;


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  <category>jesus!</category>
  <lj:music>Mozart</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Mozart</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 21:06:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>sOOOOOOOOO.;</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Todday was and still is less that eventfull. I am increasingly bored as summer goes on, I really miss drama club. And I have a feeling that I keep going at summer the way that I am, I am going to lose all of the few social skills that I have managed to srape up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lulz this is fun I am typing while I lay on my bed, and anyone who knows me that this a feat to acomplish for me. Hah hah hah I really need to think about something to do with my summer. I should like go and hide in the moutains for a montha and come back and see what happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One: I would preobably have legs to rival big foot &lt;br /&gt;Two: I would probably have dread locks from last of a brush &lt;br /&gt;Three: I would preobably not be my round care free asian self &lt;br /&gt;Four: Suburbia would suck even more. &lt;br /&gt;Five: I probably would have a mild case of schizophrenia(sp?) &lt;br /&gt;Six: I would probably kill the people on my hitlist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all that is not a good idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mabey I should voulenteer or something...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Good Morning welcome to the fluflfy kiteneverything is going to be alright homless shealter! WE are here to tell you that even though you are in debt way past your head you can do it!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No that is also a bad idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mabey I should take up art or somethihg. Like painting or some shit like that. Alot of my friends do that and is looks like fun..... Himmmn the question is getting the money to do this.... huh. Mabey I should inqure the parental father figure..............perhaps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored again with this.... damn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this movie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljembed&quot; embedid=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;9&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST TO SPITE YOU RANDI! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljembed&quot; embedid=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;10&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <category>summer</category>
  <lj:music>YOUTUBE!</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">YOUTUBE!</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 01:32:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Lulz Whut?</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Today it was HOOOOOT! I wanted to&amp;nbsp;crack an egg on the side walk and see if it cooked. Anyways I got to go to my sisters house on monday and I came home today. I had fun, lulz we walked everywhere. anyway this is gonna&apos; be a short blog becasue I do not seem to have any motivation&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <category>home</category>
  <lj:music>TV</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">TV</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 18:33:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>boredom</title>
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  <description>&lt;table style=&quot;BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; COLOR: black; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; width=&quot;450&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#ffffff&quot; name=&quot;valentinestable&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height=&quot;10&quot;&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://img.quizgalaxy.com/valentineheart.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Dear Cupid, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I&apos;ve had my ups and downs in the love department. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the movies and caught &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Randi_mchugh&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Gingerligress&lt;/font&gt; making out. &lt;br /&gt;I walked in on &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;M00n_girl&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Lyn_love_zombie&lt;/font&gt; making out and decided to join in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Randi_mchugh&lt;/font&gt; and I ate spaghetti lady and the tramp style.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as you can see, it&apos;s been a hectic year. Can you please make &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Lyn_love_zombie&lt;/font&gt; fall in love with me this Valentine&apos;s day? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, lyn_love_zombie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;bottom&quot; colspan=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;BACKGROUND: #ffffff&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; colspan=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;COLOR: red&quot; href=&quot;http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=76&quot;&gt;Take this Quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style=&quot;COLOR: red&quot; href=&quot;http://www.quizgalaxy.com/&quot;&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;BACKGROUND: #ffffff&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; colspan=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;COLOR: red&quot; href=&quot;http://www.quizuniverse.com/quiz.php?id=46&quot;&gt;( or, take the &apos;adult&apos; version&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style=&quot;COLOR: red&quot; href=&quot;http://www.quizuniverse.com/&quot;&gt;QuizUniverse.com )&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height=&quot;10&quot;&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what i get bored and fill out over the summer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid&quot; width=&quot;450&quot; background=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rosie will have to write:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#006600&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot; size=&quot;+1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I will not end every sentence with ‘To the Max!’&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;COLOR: #000000&quot; href=&quot;http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=84&quot;&gt;&apos;What will you have to write on the chalk board?&apos;&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style=&quot;COLOR: #000000&quot; href=&quot;http://www.quizgalaxy.com/&quot;&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <category>boredom</category>
  <lj:music>Playlist</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 04:43:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Final</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;I started those today. I should be doing late work but like I always do... I&apos;m procrastinating till the last&amp;nbsp;moment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the true nature of procrastination.... I will change the subjest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few things that I have come to realize recently.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One: One of my Bras has been MIA. I relized that it has been on my floor the entire time. Stupid undergarments, always running from you when you need them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two: That school is almost doen this year. I knew it but the fact didn&apos;t really hit me till&apos; today. Interesting all year I have not really been paying attention to the fact that time indeed was going by. Hah, then again this year other shit happened this year and I almost stopped my time short.... Anyway time is a an interesting&amp;nbsp; thing as&amp;nbsp; you get older it just seems to go by so much quicker than it did in the previous year. Freshman year seemed like forever, and middle sachool seemd like an eterinity... I don&apos;t even waht to think what elementary was like. It is kind of depressing really. You know? the whole fact that time is just ticking away and you&apos;re stuck sitting in a plastic chair listening to some teacher babble about thier personal life, or chocolate, or sports, or worse themselves. You could be doing so much more than just sitting, but noooooooo you have to go to school. Which I understand but does it really have to take up all that time? And do you really have to deal with the constant bullshit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three: No matter how fucking hard I have tried I still have not been able to understand my fucking brain, myself, or why I do things. Really... I don&apos;t know how to describe myself, or put into words the way my mind works. There are so manny interesting things that my brain does. Like distort almost everything. Or take little things that no one else may notice and blow it way out of poportion. Or visualize eveything that I read so that it is a full length theatrical film in my mind, complete with soundtrack. Or how I&apos;m doing this now, I&apos;m not even really thinking about this as I&apos;m wriring it. The list just continues if I were to write down everything that My brain does this would be an infinate page. It would continue forever, I think. I do not understand myself becasue well, first of all my brain is a big part of who I am, it controls what I am and what I do. If I can;t understand that then how would I understnad myself? Another thing, I do not know what I really stand for, or even what I really like. I just confuse myself. The part about the&amp;nbsp; not undersastnading why I do things, let me explain. What you whould know is that I do things most itme whithout thinking. I just go and well... .sometimes the out comes are not good. Hah... then again that happens with everyone right? when you don&apos;t think something through all the way and boom you go ahead and do it is bound to turn out shitty right? Well the thing with me is that I never think about anything, and most times it turns out good. Take my school projects for example. I never ever thik about it, or do it when I should. But almost every single one that I have turned it has gotten a B or higher. Or like when I confont people. I almost never think about what I am going to say, I just say what I manage to come up with, alot of times I manage to hurt the person that I Am confronting.... WITHOUT even thinking about it. Is that Normal? Thats not to say that I don&apos;t think, I do, a hell of alot. More that you would expect. I am the kind of person who&apos;s mind is always reeling. Somtime I think so much I can&apos;t distinguish between thoughts and I end up with jumbled thoughts like &quot;Rabbit Jucy Thongs Rub&quot; seriously not even joking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. I talk alot. Any way I am done procrastinatiing. Those were relizations and questions. I am gonna go do that late work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <category>boredom</category>
  <lj:music>TECHNO BITCH</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">TECHNO BITCH</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 17 May 2008 15:22:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I forget</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;What did life used to be like before all of the obligations and wants? What did it mean to a child and not have to worry about all the things that everyone sle has to? WHy is only okay to have al rge imaginataion when you were a child and not now. Why was it okay to to have imaginary friends then and not now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does being and adult suck so much?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or a teeanager for that matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I go to never never land? Seriously? I want to go casue growing up kindof sucks... ass balls anything of that nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid needs and stupid wants.. stupid money. Everything is so stupid. DUDE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow I&apos;m just bored, I&apos;m at my friend Tiffany&apos;s house casue yesterday was her birthday party, and it was a sleep over kind if thing, and I am the only one who is awake. I hate waking up earlier than everyone else. I really want to play dead rising, that is a very fun kick ass game. Himmmn, how much does and x-box 360 cost? Casue I really want that game. I also really want one of those Frank costumes.&amp;nbsp; Donnie Darko is an awsome movie. So is Cloverfield. I really want to right something that means something, something good with few gramatical errors and spelling mistakes. I want to write something that the word &quot;fuck&quot; actuallly serves a purpouse and is not just a profane interjection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This probably does not make any sence.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to murder some people right now, thearetically of course. I really also want doughnuts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m such a pig somtimes really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow I am going to end this blog/rant/something here.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <category>boredom</category>
  <lj:music>The washing machine</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">The washing machine</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 04:59:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>MOOSE FUCKER!</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Guess what... yeah thats right crack posting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kjasrhj;sdaghgf;jh&lt;br /&gt;fg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow Randi is over and guess what I just reached a new type and level of &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;HYPER.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Thats right it is possible. Poor Randi thinks I&apos;m doing something scandalous.... casue I told her to look away. Really though I&apos;m just being weird.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow I have not been able to type correctly lately.... It kind of really pisses me off. I want to shoot something and perhaps someone..... That is not a good thing tp be addmittting on the internet the next thing I know I am getting a knock on my door from the local police department. &quot;Excuse me miss, we got an anynomous tip that you have been plotting to kill someone.&quot; No... I wasn&apos;t plaing just stating that I had a desire, which really when I say it like that makes it sound just as bad. Anywho..... I thought about something today. American arrogance... when the hell dis it start really? We are some of the worst people in the world.... We say we are this wonderful contry but really really??? No. Anyway when the fuck did american arogance start and how did no one not notice it until it go THIS bad??? Its fuckign riduculous.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho I also thought about lots of other stuff... like&amp;nbsp;how the hell somethings came into being and what would happen if&amp;nbsp;religion was never created.... The world&amp;nbsp;ultimately is ruled by religion, and in religion.. or at least in some free will&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;suposed to be allowed. Yet... gay marrage?&amp;nbsp;Not allwed.... its stupid and hypocritical in my opinion... times have changed and honestly I am sorry to say but the bible is outdated. It was writen SO LONG ago and times&amp;nbsp;really have changed like I said before. We don&apos;t us livestock as currency anymore and men aren&apos;t allewed ot have more than one wife. ALSO women are not limmeted to sex toys, kitches dwellers and baby machines and are not traded like comon wealth. Really it riducuous that SOOOO manny people fallow somthing so old....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow before I offend more people I think I will end this here. And I think i will restate that this is my blog and that I am entitield to my opinion. feel free to bash though I love to hear others opinons about my opinons.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 22:55:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Survey Hannah took</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;1. My username is ______ because ______.&lt;br /&gt;lyn_love_zombie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No partincular reason other than the fact that I like that name and that I indeed love zombies. Quite simple really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My name is _____ because ______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my name isn&apos;t really Rosie. But I was named after my hostpital and my mother becasue parents thought I was going to be a boy. My name in other words was last second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My journal is titled ____ because ____.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Survey Hannah Took&quot; Becasue it its indeed a survey that Hannah took. again as simple as it gets Lulz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My friends page is called ____ because ____.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;People that the drama club kid knows&quot; Becasue The Drama club kid aka me does not know manny people in live jounral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My default userpic is ____ because ____.&lt;br /&gt;a pictuer of an eye with a clock in it. And it id there becasue I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My LJ name (you know how you can change that sort of sub-name thing?) is:&lt;br /&gt;I din&apos;t even know what the fuck that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What side of a heart do you draw first?&lt;br /&gt;The right side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Can you dive without plugging your nose?&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I haven&apos;t gonw swiming in over a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What color is your razor?&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck? I don&apos;t get question like this. Lulz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What is your blood type?&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you that is not O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) What color is your mouse?&lt;br /&gt;Black. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) What is a rumor someone has spread about you?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.... That I am a lesbian pimp??? I don&apos;t even know how that got started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) How many chairs at the dining room table?&lt;br /&gt;Four... although there are only two people living here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Which is the best Spice Girl?&lt;br /&gt;They were Hoe&apos;s..... So none of them. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Do you know what time it is?&lt;br /&gt;My clock infforms me that it is 4:46&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Do you know the words to the Fresh Prince Theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Well yes I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;Not nearly as bad. Lulz I have a voice again. but *hack hack couch couch* I&apos;m still considerably sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) What&apos;s your favorite kind of gum?&lt;br /&gt;Trident! Bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Do you have a crush on anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Lulz, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Do you know how to use some words correctly?&lt;br /&gt;Yep, thankfully I am a bit of a grammar NAZI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Do you like to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;Yes when I can get sleep on the few ocasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Do you know which US states don&apos;t use Daylight Savings Time?&lt;br /&gt;Arazona..... New mexico I think I don&apos;t really know for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Do you know the song Total Eclipse of the Heart?&lt;br /&gt;??? Nope???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Do you want a bright yellow &apos;06 mustang?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow.... eww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) What&apos;s something you&apos;ve always wanted/ recently wanted?&lt;br /&gt;Uhhhhhm.... Zombie apocolypse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Would you rather swim in the ocean or a lake?&lt;br /&gt;Lakes, the fish are friendlier there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Do you wear a lot of black?&lt;br /&gt;Three words for you. &quot;I&apos;M A TECHIE&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Describe your hair?&lt;br /&gt;LONG! Black and shitilly streaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Where is/are your best friend(s)?&lt;br /&gt;Most likely at home or in various parts of the neigborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Do you have a tan?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah even though I never see the sun... You see I&apos;m asian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Whats the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;Nutrigrain bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Do you enjoy spending time with your mother?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah when she&apos;s not freaking out about something or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Are you a sugar freak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#800080&quot; size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;SUGRAR!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/font&gt; (answer your question?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Do you like orange juice?&lt;br /&gt;Somtimes, but not after I brush my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) What sign are you?&lt;br /&gt;I is a leo Bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Where do you wish you were right now?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping or in the auditorium.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <category>boredom</category>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 03:22:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Good Bye</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Dear hell week,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have not herd from me since friday. I am deeply sorry. I know now that by writing this I am making it official that out last journey of the year is over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regert it, and I am happy about it. Now I have nothing to looke forward to going to after school. How sad. Hell week You are just over and already I miss you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very sad, this is the last journey that I will ever take with certain drama club children.... that make me sad. Hell week I really have nothing else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye for the year I look forward to seeing you next fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your end of the year costume head....&lt;br /&gt;~Rosie.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 03 May 2008 06:44:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Even more of a lost voice</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Dear hell week,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our week long journey is about to come to an end. How sad. I have to admit that no matter how much I may gripe and complain and how much everyone else does I really do love you. Hell week you bring out a side in me that few things can. Here I am having almost no voice, a migrane and a stuffed up nose, and&amp;nbsp; yet I still come. Oh hell week... It is sad that this is our last journey this year and this is the last time I will ever see some of these people again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to cry today when One of the seinors gave me their most favorite fedora, oh hell week I don&apos;t cry that often and for me to almost cry is a big thing for me. Hell week what will I do with my life when there is no show to go to at the end of school? Hell week I had no idea what to do with myself last year.... what makes you think I will this year. It is strange really.... Hell week how much I change durring our journey. I am more dedicated and I want to do well... and it is hard for me to find any other place than that auditorium that pushes me to do my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hell week.... I will miss you. I relized somthing today... after tomarrow I only have six more shows to do ever in my high school carrear. I know that I shouldn&apos;t worry but that is a very small ammount. Hell week I have come ti find out this week that I have actually made an impact on people this year... by that I mean that people have actually told me this week that either they look up to me or that they consider me a clos friend... people that I never thought would say that to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow Hell weeek I regert that this week is amost through and that this is the last show this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your voiceless costume head&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;~Rosie&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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