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    <title>aks131415 @ 2009-04-09T00:54:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-09T04:57:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-09T04:57:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;i just rediscovered livejournal. i actually cant seem to remember how to use it anymore. but yesterday someone was bashing it, and i remembered the old days when livejournal and i were the best of friends. i miss it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just remembered why i stopped using livejournal in the first place:&amp;nbsp;because it makes me feel boring.</content>
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    <title>aks131415 @ 2008-07-12T02:55:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-12T07:06:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-12T07:06:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i&amp;nbsp; feel sick all the time now and really really nervous.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i figure if i'm going to suffer consequences for things (that i did not do) , i might as well get the pleasure of&amp;nbsp;actually committing the crimes. in other words,&amp;nbsp;i think&amp;nbsp;i'll just go fuck the entire city of charlotte so that i can be the dirty little tramp every one thinks i am.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;the idea of getting the hell out of here is thrilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things will blow over, i know that for sure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after months of complaining about my missing camera, i have finally found it. sad thing is, the only thing i have taken pictures of, is the plastic hand that i wear on my own hand sometimes for fun. i mean, sure, it's funny. but not necessarily&amp;nbsp;funny enough to&amp;nbsp;take up all the space on my memory card.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is so comforting to know that people secretly read this.</content>
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    <title>aks131415 @ 2007-06-15T22:58:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-16T03:01:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-16T03:01:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok ok ok ok so im leaving tomorrow (for 3 weeks) to go across the country on a charter bus. i get mail once and you should send some!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abbey spoon&lt;br /&gt;c/o teens westward bound&lt;br /&gt;lee vining, ca 93541&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(dont send anything after the 23rd)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOO USA USA</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:aks131415:44252</id>
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    <title>1dorkyjordan</title>
    <published>2007-05-12T02:19:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-12T02:19:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i fixed my hair&lt;br /&gt;its sort of red but seeing as how red is not black- it is an improvement and i like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been a big old crap week&lt;br /&gt;but right now im pleased as punch because its friday</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:aks131415:43924</id>
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    <title>you should come see...</title>
    <published>2007-04-05T18:32:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-05T18:32:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 11pt; FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;The Wrestling Season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Presented by Children’s Theatre of Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Written by Laurie Brooks • April 19-29 • Wachovia Playhouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;$14.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;This performance contains mature themes and is intended for ages 13 and up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and Luke have been friends for years, supporting each other academically and athletically. But when it seems Matt will bump the school bully from his position on the wrestling team, his friendship with Luke provides fertile ground for backstabbing gossip. Rumors fly that Matt and Luke are a couple, challenging their friendship and sending Matt in search of a girlfriend. He hooks up with Melanie, a girl with an “easy” reputation. But is she really who she seems to be? Is Matt? Is Luke? Is anybody? Presented as an actual wrestling match, with a referee making rulings on the action, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;The Wrestling Season&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is an honest and sensitive portrayal of the world of teens – the hollowness of stereotypes, the intricacies of relationships, the divisiveness of gossip, the pain of betrayal, and the redemptive power of friendship.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;For tickets or more information about &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;The Wrestling Season&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, call the Children’s Theatre of Charlotte Box Office at 704-973-2828 (10-5, M-F) or visit &lt;a title="http://www.ctcharlotte.org/" href="http://www.ctcharlotte.org/"&gt;www.ctcharlotte.org&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Cast:&lt;br /&gt;Elijah Allred&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Friedrich&lt;br /&gt;Justin Kennedy&lt;br /&gt;Chris Pressley&lt;br /&gt;Julia Grigg&lt;br /&gt;Alma Hill&lt;br /&gt;Mereda Hart Mason&lt;br /&gt;Abbey Spoon&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Andrea King&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:aks131415:43679</id>
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    <title>a smile would be nice, damnit.</title>
    <published>2007-04-02T04:43:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-02T05:05:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>rrrregina</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;I’m so happy with my current&amp;nbsp;life because it is so good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from shitty school and annoying kids that are annoying&amp;nbsp;and make me want to claw my eyes out so I cannot see them, stab my eardrums so I cannot hear them,&amp;nbsp;electrocute myself so I am completely&amp;nbsp;numb that way&amp;nbsp;I cannot feel them, and put knives up my nose so I cannot smell them, everything has been great.&amp;nbsp;Let’s just say, I’m ready for 07-08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far my break has been consistently fantastic and spontaneous, two very essential elements of a successful spring break. Not only that, but I have eaten good food and hung out with people&amp;nbsp;whose company I&amp;nbsp;genuinely ENJOY. I have satisfied my craving for will Ferrell, I have slept that good sleep, and I have acted a fool many a time. Also- I am making new friends. I bought 2 new shirts. I drank 4 dollar soda. I made pancakes that were delish. I laughed at a barking mom. I bought a new calculator. I vented. I vented. I vented.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEWBLIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bad, but sometimes when I'm angry at someone, I wish all of the world was angry at them too. And when all of the world is not, I feel bitter. But... DEAR GOD, they are so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A CAMERA I WANT A CAMERA&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aks131415 @ 2007-03-08T11:59:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-08T17:02:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-08T17:02:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>close your eyes-jump little children</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i say, boo to the flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLD-MAN-JAN-HAS-A-NOTE-FOR-YOU&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aks131415 @ 2007-02-11T22:08:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-12T03:14:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-12T03:14:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;This weekend&amp;nbsp;I created, or rather adapted a new game. You see, many months ago i wrote a song entitled "doo doo on the driver" and yesterday i created a game with the help of Rosie Moan called "doo doo on the..." Then we played it in ensemble. Then I played it with mom and dad but they didn't actually WANT to play, so i really just played it by myself. Anyway, it rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, i went to pet my dog and there was something wet on his back that looked, felt, smelled like, and was indeed doo doo. Then I washed my hands. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then i read Ben Shavers poem and considered leaving a comment but had no words to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WORST PART OF MY LIFE WAS WHEN I REALIZED THAT THIS IS MY LIFE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh equus. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aks131415 @ 2007-02-07T16:02:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-07T21:07:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-07T21:07:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;some one tore down one of the diversity posters and tore it into lots of little bits. the one that said "fighting ignorance with understanding". wow... i guess all the more reason for a meeting. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;i love high school.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;and today i decided that next year is going to RULE. seriously. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>IMPORTANT</title>
    <published>2007-02-01T01:46:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-01T01:46:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;The first meeting of the Diversity Club is tomorrow in the media center from 2:30-3:00. If you can't come the whole time... you can stop by for a few minutes and sign-up. PLEASE COME. and yes, there will be food.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aks131415 @ 2007-01-08T20:54:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-09T01:55:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-09T01:55:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i am the babysitter of some little chickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annd jonathan woollen continues to make me laugh each night in rehearsal. props to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want some fat fat food. and i think all stories that start like this are hilarious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"so today this stupid bitch whore was talking..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH DECISIONS DECISIONS. I am for real overworked.</content>
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    <title>aks131415 @ 2007-01-01T18:42:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-01T22:42:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-01T22:42:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i need a break from my break.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot, mr. shitside.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>shreeek</title>
    <published>2006-12-22T04:10:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-22T04:10:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">lately i've been getting so irritated and thinking mean things about people and hating myself for it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;thank god for breaks like these to gather myself up and shake everything off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have good people in my life. and my life is so good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow im working and getting paid and relaxing and soaking up as much christmas as i possibly can.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i saw my cousins pictures of namibia at dinner and realized that everything this month has been such a wake up call.</content>
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    <title>morky</title>
    <published>2006-12-13T21:02:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-13T21:02:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;today was pretty much doo doo in a pot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i dont like:&lt;br /&gt;ms collis&lt;br /&gt;mean crazy people that are mean and crazy about silly things like the civil war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i do like:&lt;br /&gt;funny civil wars&lt;br /&gt;dentistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aks131415 @ 2006-12-01T17:55:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-01T21:55:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-01T21:55:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I DONT WANT TO BE A DENTIST!!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>aks131415 @ 2006-11-26T22:33:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-27T02:33:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-27T02:39:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">GALALALA i am not satisfied.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant decide what i wnat to do with myself. but whatever i decide has to be better than sitting around worrying about it. maybe.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have a major works data sheet due on wednesday and i definitly havent started it yet.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this joanna newson cd that woolly gave me but my dad says it sounds like a cat being run over again and again so i cant listen to it when i am around him because he starts meowing really loud. my dad also decided today that his holiday saying this year is going to be "peace love the gap" from the commercial. so hes been walking around the house all day making a fool of himself. it kind of funny but actually.. no it isnt that funny at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no black pants or white shirt for my elfing adventures&amp;nbsp;tomorrow. eeeeh why do i have no clothes???????&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;IS LINCOLN NEBRASKA WORTH ALL THAT MONEY???</content>
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    <title>aks131415 @ 2006-11-15T19:09:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-15T23:09:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-15T23:09:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My throat feels as though someone is squeezing it with very hot hands, if you can imagine it. But,&amp;nbsp;I have to go to school tomorrow because I have to take my "pop up test" in Ms. Reyes' class and a regular test in my other Ms. Reyes class.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I do not feel good and&amp;nbsp;I most certainly do not want to come to school at 6:30 tomorrow morn'. But, i will suck it up because..&amp;nbsp;I don't really have any other choice. So, BECAUSE I am working my poor little body to death... you should all come to the.. CANNED FOOD DANCE tomorrow which is basically gonna be the jam. I helped picked out decorations for it today and they are F-U-N-N-Y funny. If i can make it through Friday, i think i can make it through anything. Oh dear, i just remembered that i am supposed to work at nctc on friday but i dont really know when. i should contact corey mitchell but he will probably be just as confused as i am. speaking of confused, I still think that it is HILARIOUS that Mr French met Justin&amp;nbsp;at a pig-pickin'. At least that's how i picture it. Well that is all, I think. I have a great dog; his name is wally and he is the most wonderful creature in the whole universe.</content>
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    <title>Yogos</title>
    <published>2006-11-14T22:17:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-14T22:18:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>postal service</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i'm a little tired of being mediocre at everything i do. i feel like it's time to pick one thing and focus all of my energy on that one thing so i can get really good at&amp;nbsp;it and really love it. but of course, my dilema is that i don't really know what that one thing is. it's weird because&amp;nbsp;i've usually thought that i was pretty sure, but of course now that everyone i know is getting ready for graduation, i feel like i should be thinking about what college to go to and all that tedious doo doo. but then i REMEMBER that i am NOT a senior and that i have 1 more looong year after i finish this one. then i blame it all on the senior patio because i think that the senior patio gives of&amp;nbsp;poisonous radiation that is responsible for senioritis. and then i realize that all the problems of the world come down to senioritis, poisonous radiation, and mediocre-ness.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm things could most certainly be worse and at least its almost christmas. and if you have ever met abbey spoon, you know that christmas cures all things simply because of its title and how good it makes everything feel.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i little deaf</content>
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    <title>aks131415 @ 2006-10-06T23:15:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-07T03:26:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-07T03:26:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it is the end of the week... it feels like someone stuck a vacuum&amp;nbsp;into my ear, forced it into my brain and sucked out all of my energy. this&amp;nbsp;transition from 6 minutes of hw to 6 hours of hw just isnt going as smoothly as i had planned. that is why i plan on climbing into my bed, &amp;nbsp;sinking into my mattress,&amp;nbsp;not thinking..&amp;nbsp;about ANYTHING,&amp;nbsp;and sleeping for as long as humanly possible.&amp;nbsp;my brain, my body, and my right arm need to rest for a very very long time. wait, strike that. first i will eat all of the halloween candy my mom bought for the trick-or-treaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please come see fefu and her friends on october 19th and 20th at northwest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;and come to fall ball on&amp;nbsp;the 20th.&lt;br /&gt;and be nice to me because i am doing my very best.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;i miss my sister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really like foreign&amp;nbsp;accents.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lujoo ull. &lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:aks131415:39618</id>
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    <title>cat named easter</title>
    <published>2006-08-27T02:45:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-27T02:45:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tori amos- crucify</lj:music>
    <content type="html">sometimes i make really AMAZING cd's for people but never give them to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i eat so much at expensive restaurants that i throw up and throw 13&amp;nbsp;dollars down the drain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really miss people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS A NEW YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes people can be so mean.</content>
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    <title>sometimes..</title>
    <published>2006-07-21T23:22:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-21T23:23:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">when i am bored i like to put on a good song and mouth the words and pretend like the voice is coming out of my body while looking in the mirror. even if its a mans voice.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:aks131415:39052</id>
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    <title>silly thursday</title>
    <published>2006-07-21T04:05:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-21T04:05:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>frou frou- breathe in</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i don't &amp;nbsp;like it when people are mean to me, when i burn the cookies i was so excited about eating, when i have to pay for expensive things in quarters, when i feel unprepared, when i attend large group gatherings with people i am not fond of, when i know that i have to say goodbye to a lot of really wonderful people all at the same time, when i have to pretend to be sad about something that i am not really sad about.&lt;br /&gt;both of you, come home now please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ew my hair is so greasy</content>
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    <title>Ghost of Corporate Future</title>
    <published>2006-07-14T02:22:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-14T02:33:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>regina spektor</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;"People are just people &lt;br /&gt;They shouldn't make you nervous &lt;br /&gt;The world is everlasting &lt;br /&gt;It's coming and it's going &lt;br /&gt;If you don't toss your plastic &lt;br /&gt;The streets won't be so plastic &lt;br /&gt;And if you kiss somebody &lt;br /&gt;Then both of you'll get practice"&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say, genious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>whatchu got der? just some yogos- yoguwty covewed fwuity dots.</title>
    <published>2006-07-10T22:32:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-10T22:32:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">everything seems funnier when you say it in a yogos accent.&amp;nbsp;everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh july, why must you take all of my friends from me? &amp;nbsp;thats 3 now, july. and i must say im beginning to get angry with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh mono, i hope&amp;nbsp;you havent found your way into my system. i'm beginning to think that this illness is completely psychological, that&amp;nbsp;its a result from paranoia or boredom. or both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF ONE MO PERSON UP AND LEAVES MY CITY I WILL PUSH YO ASS DOWN AND LOCK YOU&amp;nbsp;TO A WALL IN MY HOUSE SOS YOU &lt;u&gt;CANT&lt;/u&gt; LEAVE. traveling and such is only good when you are the traveler. otherwise- its lonely and no fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today seems like agood day for summer reading.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAAHAHA.</content>
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    <title>aks131415 @ 2006-07-01T01:17:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-01T05:22:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-01T05:22:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tiny vessels</lj:music>
    <content type="html">cloney friends are no good. morphing is ok. deliberate cloning.. not so much. &lt;strong&gt;DETACH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;tomorrow i am departing for a week of freedom, summer, sand, and ocean. my separation anxiety will triple and i will read a good book.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i met a man from ecuador that talked about my purse and told me his life story. new friends at caribou are the very best kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEACHY</content>
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