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  <title>Your move holy man.....</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Jul 2005 06:08:11 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY&lt;br /&gt;I used to be so happy&lt;br /&gt;What happened&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;Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away&lt;br /&gt;now it looks it seems there here to stay&lt;br /&gt;o i beleive in yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly he&apos;s not half the man he seemed to be&lt;br /&gt;......... fucking yesterday</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 May 2005 00:15:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Hello everyone. &lt;br /&gt;I finally got my car back.&lt;br /&gt;600 bucks&lt;br /&gt;Sara... did you fall off the Earth? haha I love you call Once softball cools down a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so heres the plan.. Leave your name and the best memory between us or just something you like about me and I&apos;ll answer you in the same way... ok GO! haha</description>
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  <lj:music>behind these hazel eyes</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Apr 2005 23:01:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Well here&apos;s the verdict..... My barings are ashes and I need knew breaks.... total 550-650 dollars. Plus I won&apos;t get my car back until Tuesday or wensday. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I need a job</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 Apr 2005 01:32:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>SarAh82053: salut&lt;br /&gt;BubbleWrapYrself: bonjour!&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: ca va&lt;br /&gt;BubbleWrapYrself: eh ca va bien&lt;br /&gt;BubbleWrapYrself: j ai alle fair do shopping ajourhui&lt;br /&gt;BubbleWrapYrself: :-D&lt;br /&gt;BubbleWrapYrself: et toi&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: chance&lt;br /&gt;BubbleWrapYrself: je sais&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: je suis travaille aujourd hui&lt;br /&gt;BubbleWrapYrself: ahhhhh qu&apos;est ce que bon?&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: quoi?&lt;br /&gt;BubbleWrapYrself: was it good&lt;br /&gt;BubbleWrapYrself: lol&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: oh&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: it wasnt bad&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: pas mal&lt;br /&gt;BubbleWrapYrself: ahh ic qu est ce que tu fais&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: telephone de gens&lt;br /&gt;BubbleWrapYrself: ahhhh anyone sound hot haha&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: the only one who didnt hang up on me who was home was 81 years old and he was difficult&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: haha&lt;br /&gt;BubbleWrapYrself: lol&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: old man voice &quot;what..i dont understand you..i cant eat meat&quot;&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: jaja&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: haha*&lt;br /&gt;BubbleWrapYrself: lmao&lt;br /&gt;BubbleWrapYrself: hahahahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;BubbleWrapYrself: my colen is clogged&lt;br /&gt;BubbleWrapYrself: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: AHHHH&lt;br /&gt;BubbleWrapYrself: meat is too rough on the innards&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: GROSS JACKIE....GO SHIT...NOW&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: oh...&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: wait&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: shit&lt;br /&gt;BubbleWrapYrself: lol&lt;br /&gt;BubbleWrapYrself: NOT ME!&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: you were making fun of the old man&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: HAHAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: OOOOPS&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: SHIT&lt;br /&gt;BubbleWrapYrself: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: i love you&lt;br /&gt;SarAh82053: and im just retarded&lt;br /&gt;BubbleWrapYrself: lol omg that was the funniest thing ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow we have no life, hahaha GLAD WE&apos;RE STILL IN SCHOOL HAHA</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 23 Apr 2005 15:50:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>April Antics twas awesome&lt;br /&gt;Makes me fear graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep praying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o geeze</description>
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  <lj:music>I miss my friend</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Apr 2005 22:13:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Ola amigos!! Even though I don&apos;t take spanish I thought I may say that. ahhhhh yes last weekend was wonderful. I got to see my Sara. Even though the weekend wasn&apos;t as eventful as others we defenatly enjoyed seeing eachother for the first time in 3 months. It was very nice. Even though that movie will give me nightmares forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Track is going ok I guess haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that&apos;s all I can think of, lets reveiw the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Play &quot;leap car&quot; with Kate on 550 was fun&lt;br /&gt;2) I found out that putting your legs over your head and streching then was defenatly harder than it looks&lt;br /&gt;3)Sara is total model material&lt;br /&gt;4)Chis I. Looks tres bon in green&lt;br /&gt;5) Amityville horror was denfenatly the scariest movie ever</description>
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  <lj:music>Its a heartache</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 13 Apr 2005 22:06:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Boy o Boy the track meet last night sucked. I think it was the worst I&apos;ve ever ran. It was cold, I was soaked... and by the end of it all I felt so sick and sore I couldn&apos;t do anything. I fell down and cried after my last 400. But I finished strong because I love my girls and Colleen is always there for support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in practice today.... Six 300&apos;s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew I am tired. Nap time everybody.&lt;br /&gt;I love you all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hammond this weekend!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yes and Mitch thanks for showing up at my meet when I was so down</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Apr 2005 23:40:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Well hello again.&lt;br /&gt;Times have been kinda weird huh?&lt;br /&gt;This year went by pretty fast when I thought it would go by slow. So Sara and I talked and unless something miraculous happens and I get a scholarship to some out of state collage ..(because I&apos;m screwed other wise cuz I be broke haha) we are probably going to go to IU-PUI. Me under an art degree and her in education. Not to mention its not that far away from things like Bloomington, south bend.. valpo whatever. You know that drill.&lt;br /&gt;School can bite my ass right now, Mrs. Schott needs to return our fucking test. Track is getting along there, but it seems like it&apos;s ending so soon :-(&lt;br /&gt;Other wise I&apos;ve been okay I suppose. I&apos;m reallll choked up over some things... but I dont know.. and neither will he, or anyone else, because obviously if I don&apos;t know.... neither will you! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably going to hammond this weekend :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that on my way to becoming a great inspiration artist and activist, a country singer, and all around great person with her feet on the ground I&apos;m going to take a few pit stops:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Road trip with ma girl Sara&lt;br /&gt;Get another peircing (and maybe a secret tattoo)&lt;br /&gt;Go to new orleans&lt;br /&gt;Sleep at a truck stop lol&lt;br /&gt;Drive to the eat coast just to take a picture&lt;br /&gt;Travel travel travel&lt;br /&gt;Go burnette (yeah right, just joking)&lt;br /&gt;and go comando all the way haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Country singer my ass... I have no idea why I put that there :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways its been a weird year, summer was short, fall was long... and I still wonder what things would be like if I would have just fucking kissed him when I wanted to, last summer on my front door step.....</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Apr 2005 23:29:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>My parents are piosing me off about school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Track is killing me and I think coach is finally starting to catch on. Even though I haven&apos;t said anything about my hip to him... he asked me if i had anypain so I told him it was my left hip... but nothing serious. He said r u sure? when you jumped your left leg practicly dragged on the ground, your starts are crocked, if its any worse I DONT WANT YOU RUNNING.... The words I&apos;ve most dreaded in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Came home and cried, about everything, I&apos;m so frustrated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schools crap, hate chem, mom is crushing my emotional phyci like a bug, been single for a year... thats going interesting. I thought it would take my mind off things so i could focus more in school but it doesnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i miss sara and hammond, its been 2 months 2 long... but i know she&apos;s always there for me. Mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brokeasajoke07: you can be WHATEVER you want to be hunny&lt;br /&gt;^ thats my girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your weekend is super everyone!</description>
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  <lj:music>forth of july</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 Apr 2005 22:08:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Yeah I rekon spring break was pretty good... and I was in a good mood until practice. It was Hot I was out of shape because in case any of you didn&apos;t know I got blood poisening from a blister and couldn&apos;t run... and then it got infected again and i had to have a slight surgery to drain the stuff from it. But practice fucking sucked and now I&apos;m pissed.. I need to step it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray&apos;s garage was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that before collage I want to do a few things, and one of them is get a truck :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all Hope you had a good S/B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Chris Iliff I missed you and your laugh hunny&lt;br /&gt;Mitch thanks for always being there babe (especially on my pissy days)&lt;br /&gt;K.K. same to you&lt;br /&gt;Jason you&apos;ll be fine give it time&lt;br /&gt;Track girls thank you for always making me laugh and keeping me with it I love you all!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 20 Mar 2005 23:54:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I hate speeches, and I hate being grounded. But i do love to eat and sleep... so thats probably what I&apos;m doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, the Jack masters back in buisness... as of after spring break I am officially ungrounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a wonderful weekend! Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS JUST IN: P.S.- Look at the stunning beauty, those hot tan marks from those knee socks and sliding shorts, nobody knew she could shake the earth with her laugh... (or melt the polar ice caps with her morning breath) yes... there she is. That little softball star and my best friend, Sara Tamez... a round of applaus everybody (ahhhhh the crowd goes wild!)</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Mar 2005 22:53:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So I&apos;m trying to figure out if I want to cut my hair a little bit shorter and more stylish (like shoulder length) or keep it growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros to short- a new style not the ordinary me hair, and it would be a lot healthier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long- I dont know...... haha what do you think would look better?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day was an on and off day... how about yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your weekend if wonderful :-)</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Mar 2005 23:14:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I have freakin cabin fever!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I had a shitty day today, everything is annoying me and I start mornings tomorrow....... I need a shoulder to nap on haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be a red neck if You&apos;ve ever had to scratch your sisters name out of a message that begins,&lt;br /&gt;&quot;For a good time time call...&quot; ... ok that made me feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Mar 2005 22:47:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Hey everybody how are you? I myself am doing ok. I&apos;m going to Purdue for a track meet tomorrow so I&apos;m pretty excited about that. And i&apos;m getting sick again... it seems like everybody is getting a cough cough here or there. Love you all and I hope you have an awesome weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Sara :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run by Snow Patrol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll sing it one last time for you&lt;br /&gt;Then we really have to go&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ve been the only thing that&apos;s right&lt;br /&gt;In all I&apos;ve done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can barely look at you&lt;br /&gt;But every single time I do&lt;br /&gt;I know we&apos;ll make it anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Anyway from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be right beside you dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louder louder&lt;br /&gt;And we&apos;ll run for our lives&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you can&apos;t raise your voice to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think I might not see those eyes&lt;br /&gt;Makes it so hard not to cry&lt;br /&gt;And as we say our long goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I nearly do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slower slower&lt;br /&gt;We don&apos;t have time for that&lt;br /&gt;I just want to find an easier way&lt;br /&gt;To get out of our little heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have heart my dear&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re bound to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Even if it&apos;s just for a few days&lt;br /&gt;Making up for all this mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperado &lt;br /&gt;by Johnny Cash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperado, why don&apos;t you come to your senses?&lt;br /&gt;You been out ridin&apos; fences for so long now.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you&apos;re a hard one, &lt;br /&gt;But I know that you&apos;ve got your reasons. &lt;br /&gt;These things that are pleasin&apos; you, &lt;br /&gt;Can hurt you somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t you draw the queen of diamonds, boy,&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;ll beat you if she&apos;s able.&lt;br /&gt;Know the queen of hearts is always your best bet.&lt;br /&gt;Now it seems to me, some fine things, &lt;br /&gt;Have been laid upon your table. &lt;br /&gt;But you only want the things that you can&apos;t get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperado, oh, you ain&apos;t gettin&apos; no younger: &lt;br /&gt;Your pain and your hunger, they&apos;re drivin&apos; you home. &lt;br /&gt;And freedom, oh freedom,&lt;br /&gt;Well, that&apos;s just some people talkin&apos; &lt;br /&gt;Your prison is walking,&lt;br /&gt;Through this world all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don&apos;t your feet get cold in the winter time? &lt;br /&gt;The sky won&apos;t snow, the sun won&apos;t shine &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s hard to tell the night time from the day &lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re loosin&apos; all your highs and lows &lt;br /&gt;Ain&apos;t it funny how the feeling,&lt;br /&gt;Goes away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperado, why don&apos;t you come to your senses? &lt;br /&gt;Come down from your fences, and open the gate &lt;br /&gt;It may be rainin&apos;, but there&apos;s a rainbow above you, &lt;br /&gt;You better let somebody love you, &lt;br /&gt;You better let somebody love you, &lt;br /&gt;You better let somebody love you, &lt;br /&gt;Before it&apos;s too late.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2005 18:46:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Well my parents and I had a talk and everythings going better. I have to do a lot of cleaning to pay off things and I&apos;m still grounded. But I think it wont be for long. First my mom said we aren&apos;t going down to N.C. to see my aunt on S/B... but now it&apos;s on agian. And I went out with the family to the movies and out to eat for a birthday. So all in all..... it&apos;s not going to be that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except now I&apos;m bloody sick, my toncils are acting up again. I just hope tat when I go to the doctors they don&apos;t finally decide to take them out right before track season starts. I&apos;d cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 27 Feb 2005 02:28:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Grounded. For 2 weeks of doing nothing. After that I can&apos;t drive anywhere until the end of the school year besides to school events. But I have a feeling they&apos;ll liven up a bit after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your wondering I got in an argument with my parents, a bad one.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2005 00:01:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Well today was a pretty damn good day I must say. I did good in track and my jewelry teacher surprised me by saying that she wants to repremend me for honors art my junior and senior year. Things are going good and hopefully.. maybe.. I&apos;ll run varsity. Yes indeed track is awesome and I love my girls more than any thing but there is one down fall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......I&apos;m homesick. When track season comes around I never get to go to Hammond as much, and I miss my Sara. And then she has softball and it&apos;s like an ongoing thing until summer. But summer will rock because I can drive and her and I are out and about all the time :-D. But until then I&apos;ll have to do what I can to see her, and try not to be so tired. man... this is making me sound lesbian, but I&apos;m not I just LLUUURRVVVEEE my best friend. Sh&apos;es my world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you day was a great as mine, was it?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Feb 2005 22:46:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ooooooooo baby i feel good na na na na na na na i knew that i would na na na na na na na na so nice uh uh so good oooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was completely random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am in a way better mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good night last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting about your crap cough cough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ll probably get to see Sara on monday so thats even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all- especially the track girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;wake up older- slept in my makeup, didnt get my teeth brushed, crashed on the couch and now my mouth taste like yesterdays news&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Feb 2005 00:41:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Ahhhhh the extended weekend.... too bad I have practice everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know there&apos;s something about driving real fast on the highway and singing like an idiot at the top of your lungs that makes your week better. There&apos;s defenatly something about buying a hot new pair of pink stiletto pumps that makes a bad day fanstastic :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahahahah fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour me something tall and strong&lt;br /&gt;Make it a hurricane before I go insane&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s only half past 12 but I don&apos;t care...&lt;br /&gt;.... It&apos;s 5 o&apos;clock somewhere</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Feb 2005 23:26:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This track season is going to be great</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Feb 2005 23:40:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>BOOM!</title>
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  <description>So yesterday I ate shit in track. OUr third set of stairs my ankle gave out and it really hurt. We did a long track after that and i fell down the stairs... on my kness and that hurt too. But the thing that really hurt was our last set of stairs where I was in front trying to give it my all and on the last stair it went a little something like this...: &lt;br /&gt;Last step&lt;br /&gt;My foot&lt;br /&gt;Ankle gave out&lt;br /&gt;Stumble&lt;br /&gt;Face plant into locker&lt;br /&gt;Ass on the floor.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God it sucked, coach pissed me off afterwards too. Liability my ass... But all I can remember is Kate laughing her ass off and that defently made me not feel as bad because then I started laughing too..... It was pretty damn funny. McCall wants to send it to funniest home videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!</description>
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  <lj:music>Dont let me break down here/ Julie Roberts</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2005 23:22:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Hawt Damn I feel good :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got feva and the ONLY perscription in more cowbell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys game tomorrow, you up to it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like getting rowdy. Out of sight. Out of mind. Sing real load. Brush my teeth for and hour. Hug my best friend. Kiss some random stranger. Ask how your day was. Mess with someone. run. Run. RUN. Get excited. Why not horney? Knock down things with Sara. See a scarey movie. Buy a whole new set of underwear. Eat 4 burritos and a box of popsickles. Not do my homeowrk for a week. GO BURNETE&amp;gt; yeah right I&apos;m ture blonde and staying that way. Tickle my big brother. Save a horse ride a cowboy. Be a cowgirl and ride a horse. Go to COLORADO and mountin climb with my cousin. Go to the beach. Go on a long as road trip. Rid the world of drugs and alcohol. Find a cure for cancer. And I may even get a little crazy and not sleep with my retainer tonight. God I FEEL LIKE I COULD DO ANYTHING!</description>
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  <lj:music>Some place only we know/Just becauseI&apos;m Chris&apos;s song stealer</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Feb 2005 23:27:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>damn</title>
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  <description>MY DAD PISSES ME OFF! I swear if he doesn&apos;t walk out on the family I&apos;ll make him . I come home today and my backyard reeked of smoke, like hardcore. So I walked in the door and there he was puffing away on his pipe and I said &quot;gee dad how did I know you were home? Could it be because our property if fuming of ciggarette smoke&quot;. and he said some smart ass comment like &quot;its pipe smoke&quot; so I said &quot;same differnce your still killing yourself in the process&quot;, &lt;br /&gt;Dad:&quot;well if you have a problem with it why don&apos;t you move out&quot;, &lt;br /&gt;Me: &quot;maybe I will I can&apos;t stand people who break their promises&quot;, &lt;br /&gt;Dad: &quot;you know just a simple hi dad would have been fine&quot; &lt;br /&gt;Me walking away &quot;Hi Daddy!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;And not even a minute later he goes off and says &quot;I&apos;m going to my office so I don&apos;t bother you anymore&quot; In a really ass hole attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear to god, he&apos;d take a hint... not only am I suffering from second hand smoke in track but he&apos;s going to die before 55!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how was your day?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Feb 2005 00:41:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Wow today was an excellent day. A little lonely but excellent. Track rocked, I thought I did surprisingly well today after being sick all last week. Math was fun, Chris had Christy and I laughing so hard we were crying and snorting and defenatly couldnt concentrate on math.. It rocked. Then we had a very interesting fake lighter shocking fiasco.... I don&apos;t even know what to say about that. And to top it off I have NO homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got one HELLA SEXAY cowboy hat the other day. I thik I might wear it to the boys game on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweat baby sweat baby sex is a Texas drought &lt;br /&gt;Me and you do the kind of stuff that only Prince would sing about &lt;br /&gt;So put your hands down my pants and I&apos;ll bet you&apos;ll feel nuts &lt;br /&gt;Yes I&apos;m Siskel yes I&apos;m Ebert and you&apos;re getting two thumbs up &lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ve had enough of two-hand touch you want it rough you&apos;re out of bounds &lt;br /&gt;I want you smothered want you covered like my Waffle House hashbrowns &lt;br /&gt;Come quicker than FedEx never reach an apex like Coca-Cola stock you are &lt;br /&gt;inclined &lt;br /&gt;To make me rise an hour early just like Daylight Savings Time&lt;br /&gt;^ Does anyone remember that song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu Parle francais comme une vache espangol</description>
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  <lj:music>Bad Touch/ Blood hound gang</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2005 22:57:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Une grandmere n&apos;est pas sportive.... non&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vieux idiot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN I&apos;M FEELING A LOT BETTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick, Adam, Mike- you guys rock my ass off, especially nick. congrats</description>
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