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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Jan 2009 18:29:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I might be starting Japanese lessons soon. MADE OF WIN.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 26 Oct 2008 16:02:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I am sad to say that after 8 months, my parents have decided to close the Smoothie Factor. I&apos;m really kind of upset by this but que sera sera I guess, it must not have been meant to be :(. I&apos;ll be there today or tomorrow helping close it down.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 21:51:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Overwhelming Joy</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m not really sure where to start, its just this splendid sensation, a stampede of thoughts i cant seem to articulate. Well, without squeaking or sighing a dreadful lot. I am so tired, things seem just so.. so right. I don&apos;t know how to explain it, but i cant seem to erase the smile from my face, even as i feel my heart is breaking with need, i cant stop smiling. I miss him so much. I need him. I need to be by his side, perhaps curled up at his torso, listening to the soothing rhythm of his heartbeat as i drift to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, as always, 4am knows me like no other, and for once it is not my sorrows i sit here&lt;br /&gt;crying over, but for joy, and love, and happiness, for these feelings, and for the one i hold dear, i cry for. Maybe i just need sleep, because i cant stop. And All i want to do is bury myself in his arms , but i suppose, the lengthy journal entry will have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss him, and I&apos;m sure, my dreams will be blessed with his presence tonight. Let him be safe, let him know he is loved. I am his to own, and he is mine to be loved..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given, I typed this early this morning.. internet just hates me today.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 May 2007 15:00:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I was sitting on the phone with Chris last night and I started to cry. I didn&apos;t make a conscious attempt or anything, it just started pouring down my cheek. I realized it was because I was talking to someone who&apos;s known me less than a year and yet he loved me more than any other person i&apos;d met including my family. I miss him and I can&apos;t hug him until Monday, I wish he were here now... He was there when I needed to pout or be sad and he always cheered me up before I got too down on myself. I cried because it occurred to me that I am basically just a roommate in my own home. That&apos;s a terrible feeling to have knowing that your parents only view you as someone who lives with them. It&apos;s like you&apos;re invisible and you no longer matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve come down with a flu-like bug in the last week or so and know how many people took care of me? two. Me and Marley. Yea. I nagged mom into going to the doctor with me the other day and she couldn&apos;t even be responsible enough to get my medicine. Know what she told me? You get it. Yea, I should get it. I just haven&apos;t been able to move as much and can&apos;t breathe well without wheezing or coughing. My coughing has gotten so bad that my ribs are very very tender. Do you know that she outright told me I was the reason they keep fighting? Yea way to make me feel like not a burden. Thanks mom. I am so antsy to move out of here, I started packing up some of my stuff yesteday. It hurt and it made me tired five minutes in but it was worth it looking at it now. Chris said I could keep some of the boxes in his closet until we move so I&apos;m pumped. I&apos;m kinda bummed about the money situation and I have a feeling that I&apos;ll have to get a second job but if I have to do that to move out of here then so be it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My orientation for Publix is on the 24th so I&apos;m pumped about that. Yea, I got the job at Publix. It&apos;s a decent job and it pays pretty well for right now so I&apos;m happy. I think it&apos;s like 7 something to start but that&apos;s alright because I have a plan to save money this time. Before I forget, Casselberry is the place I plan on moving to. Anywhere between here and there would work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, writing this down has only partially helped. thanks.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 May 2007 21:25:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I pretty much need to vent. Today my car was hit by an asshole. What happened, you say? Well i&apos;ll tell you. I was sitting in the drive-thru for McDonalds blissfully awaiting my kids meal (yes i said it shut up) and as i was pulling up I see a person starting to pull out so I did what any other person might, i let them go. Meanwhile i&apos;m at a complete stop and the person RIGHT NEXT TO ME decides they are next whether i move my car are not. so picture it. I&apos;m boxed in between two cars who are both trying to pull out at the same time... where is my car? RIGHT IN THE WAY OF THE SIDE CAR TRYING TO PULL OUT. she hits me with a WHAM and i sit there stunned. the manager at mcdonalds is oblivious and waves me ahead. i am really pissed off now. i stare at the woman and start to get out of my car to give her the business and she takes off. yea thats right. she TAKES THE FUCK OFF. so now I&apos;m really pissed and even more stunned that i was just hit and she ran. wtf. so i grab my food, pull into blockbuster so Sam can tell me the damage (since it was passenger side i couldn&apos;t see) and then drive back to mcdonalds to call the police to report it all. crafty bitch was pulling in just the right direction so i couldn&apos;t see her license and all i knew was it was a white soccer mom-ish van and she was an old white woman. how many of those are there in apopka... cop says i&apos;m screwed because i don&apos;t have a license plate to tell him and she took off. so i&apos;m sitting there trying not to cry because my poor defenseless lila has a fair dent in her side and i leave the crime scene. i do the right thing and it gets me in shit. i get home and call my dad and grandfather to let them know, my uncle comes over and says it isn&apos;t that bad. my dad comes home and his first question isn&apos;t &quot;hey, you&apos;re okay right?&quot; nope. it was more like &quot;Why couldn&apos;t you chase her! you should&apos;ve gotten the license plate&quot;. yea, right like I&apos;m going to risk it being a fucking teenager with an attitude and very possibly a gun. real good idea to allow people the right to carry in their vehicle btw. totally awesome. I&apos;m irritated, hot and sweaty and i want to move out right now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Apr 2007 22:00:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>well... seems I&apos;m back. things have been... not good. i quit Blockbuster. Yup, I finally did it. Given, I should have waited until I had another job set up but... I was so miserable there. I also finally told my mother exactly how I felt and go figure, she still doesn&apos;t get it. She claims she wants to help but her way of helping is to help me superficially. I have awful self esteem so of course making me look prettier is going to fix that, silly Kiki. I got the number for the social worker but I&apos;ve been kind of afraid to call. I&apos;m scared that he will just be another person who won&apos;t understand and make assumptions about me. That&apos;s the thing I&apos;m most afraid of... the assumptions. Everyone I&apos;ve ever known claimed to know me and then can turn around and say these terrible things about me. I&apos;m not selfish, I&apos;m not self-absorbed and I don&apos;t worry for no reason. I am a good person and it took me 21 years to finally figure that out. I deserve to be treated nicely and all I get for my trouble is the &quot;sidekick complex&quot;. The definition to that is simply if a person is friends with another person they feel is inferior. So inferior in every aspect that they feel comfortable dumping on them because their life is shitty. In my case, it seems to happen with every friendship I have... well no, that isn&apos;t true. There&apos;s at least one person who hasn&apos;t done that to me in my group of friends. Friends.. ha. I don&apos;t have friends. I have people I know and people who will only come around me when they have problems but no real friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I was assaulted by my (now) ex-boyfriend. He tried to make me have sex with him and I didn&apos;t want to. Where were you? I called so many people just looking for one person to be on my side. My own parents wouldn&apos;t even take up for me. I have felt so alone this whole time that everyday I wake up and want to sit and scream. The only person I&apos;ve been able to talk to is Chris. He takes away my fear. He holds me at night when I&apos;ve just had a nightmare and i&apos;m shaking and crying to myself. He saved me from myself. When my parents were telling me to just forget it and it was okay now because they had changed the garage code... Chris was there telling me I couldn&apos;t sit there and let him win. I had to do something about it... well, he was right. I have let myself be victimized my whole life and I&apos;ve just accepted it when people told me I couldn&apos;t do something. I&apos;ve even let people tell me I wasn&apos;t worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I would never claim to understand another human being because really, I don&apos;t. I never understood why others act they way they do but at least I try. At least I put effort in. Really I&apos;m tired. No, I&apos;ve BEEN tired. I&apos;m tired of living the life I am and I&apos;m tired of having people in my life. The reason is mainly because I have no one I can count on. If I were in trouble, I have no one I could call to come to me. I have basically lost all the hope in the world and I&apos;m not sure how to get it back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I&apos;m going crazy. I&apos;m alone all the time, terrified to go anywhere and even more scared to be by myself. I guess people really can&apos;t live in isolation... there has to be SOME kind of contact with the outside world... wonder what that means. Only thing really keeping me going is not wanting to hurt the people that I feel DO care. Not sure how long that&apos;s going to last. I spend all my time trying to make everything about me and my problems, blah blah blah because just once I&apos;d like someone to pay attention to me. I act so that maybe, someone will give me the time of day. Maybe someday, my parents will too. I keep wanting to hurt someone, not myself but someone. Not to seriously hurt someone, just pick a fight. I can&apos;t seem to control my anger with everyone around me. I&apos;ve been overly-sarcastic and a little mean to the people around me. I&apos;m worried, i&apos;m always worried it seems.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Dec 2006 16:08:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>this is not a depressing post, i am actually happy. i feel like this huge weight has been lifted off me, i&apos;ve been happy for the last week or so. i love this feeling, i hope it lasts. my schedule has kinda sucked and i haven&apos;t been able to hang out with friends and that really sucks BUT it&apos;s okay.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 13 Dec 2006 20:48:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I needed to get some frustrations and truths out.</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tons of truth here. maybe too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Ericka and I am a very open and honest person. I love being around my friends and I try to stay away from negative people. I believe in soulmates and had thought for awhile that I had met mine. He&apos;s wonderful and everything I could ever ask for. He is my bestfriend and always there for me when I need to be picked up off the ground. My self-worth is shit but he never lets me feel anything less than amazing. I don&apos;t know what I would do without you Billy, you are priceless to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love music, animals (especially dogs), camping(but NOT bugs...ew), my family, Anime and learning new things! I hate guys who think that they are hot shit and I admire those who are real and down to earth. If I really love the person, I&apos;ll stick with them for 1,2,even 4 yrs. I fall in love easily and within a month or two. After 6 months, I have a pretty good idea of if we&apos;ll work out. It&apos;s whether or not i&apos;m too stubborn to leave that matters. I don’t ever threaten…if I say it; chances are that I mean it so don&apos;t test me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; I&apos;ve been hurt and used in the past so I&apos;m hesitant to give my heart up again but without risk, there is no love I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who really knows me will tell you that I am pretty anal. I love order (though I&apos;m messy), and I get really nervous and freaked out if I feel I am going to be late at any given time. I don&apos;t believe in waiting for life to begin, so I choose to live my life preparing for what I want in the future. I don&apos;t want to be the idiot who waited 10 years for life to happen and then OOPS I&apos;m stuck in a dead-end job with little to no income and I need to support a family. I also have very little patience these days anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY LIFE RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now i&apos;m trying to distract myself with school and work mainly so I don&apos;t realize how lonely I am for more than a warm body. I&apos;m not one of those women who are pathetic, and bitch and complain about being alone. I just don&apos;t want to feel unfulfilled anymore. I want someone to walk through life with and I can&apos;t help yearning for it though others keep telling me I&apos;m young and should date around and whore it up. I don&apos;t want to be just another warm body to a person. I want to be the person they can&apos;t stop thinking about. I don&apos;t want to come home at the end of the day anymore and realize I have no one to count on. I have goals and ambitions, and I hope that I’m able to reach them all. I am on my last year at S.C.C (Majoring in Business) and I plan on receiving my Bachelors in about 3 years or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY PRINCE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, let me say this. I want the guy who will make me something to eat without being asked and just do things to make me feel good, they should know I would do the same. I want the guy who will open doors, pay for dates sometimes (not ALL the time, i don&apos;t golddig) and make me feel like I&apos;m worth it. I want the guy who will let me in and share all his deep, dark secrets no matter how scary it is to him. The one I can call when I&apos;m upset and will do everything he can to make me feel better.  I want to know everything about him because I want to know how I can make his life better. I want to cook for him and buy gifts that remind me of him. I want to spoil him and I want to fall for him...hard. I don&apos;t want to waste time with gradeschool actions, I don&apos;t want to guess and hope and plead to find out what he feels about me. I don&apos;t read minds and I don&apos;t feel I should have to. I can&apos;t read people, I have a hard time figuring out what actions mean and if a person is kidding, you basically have to hit me over the head with your emotions for me to figure it out. I love when people tell me what I mean to them so please don&apos;t take that away from me. I take the moment to tell them everything I feel for them, I should be allowed the same.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wouldn’t say that I am right for most guys, but to the few that can handle my personality, I am loyal and loving. Most people just don’t understand my personality. I am a crazy individual, and I can never seem to make up my mind. If I&apos;ve figured out that I like you, I won&apos;t hesitate to tell you. Don&apos;t brush me off because I am a somewhat serious person, all that would do is hurt my pride. If I don&apos;t like you, I won&apos;t tell you offhand BUT my actions mostly speak for me. I won&apos;t tell you everything that&apos;s happened to me, but if you prod me I will probably tell you the things I find most important, and eventually trust you more (or at all) with the other gory secrets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let people walk over me so it would be nice if I had someone to have my back. I don’t want someone who is perfect, just honest. I want someone who wears their heart on their sleeve and understands the type of person that I am (inside and out). So what if I have a little bit of a temper and stubborn streak? I’ll be faithful and love you fiercely. I&apos;m not obscenely jealous, I just feel there are some things that are inappropriate and should not be said. I don&apos;t care if you think _____ is hot, don&apos;t tell me. It&apos;s unnecessary and I try not to do that even though I have slipups. I live life through my experiences so if it&apos;s happened before, i&apos;m going to be extra careful it doesn&apos;t happen again. I love living life and I’d rather not argue about trivial things. I’m not one to just “throw away” relationships. In fact, I seem to be a serial dater. If I really love someone, i&apos;ll give them 3-4 chances whether or not they deserve it. I am a pushover and don&apos;t know how to change that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I’m not worth a chase, I’m not right for you. I’m looking for someone who won’t let me go, even if I have it in my head to leave. I get spooked or annoyed very easily and I do rash things for silly reasons. If you want me in your life, then talk to me and keep me. I’m not looking for a stalker, just someone who believes that I’m one in a million…even “priceless”. I don&apos;t like to wait and I don&apos;t like being taken for granted. If you&apos;re with me, then you are with me and if you can&apos;t find it in you to feel the same then maybe i&apos;m not right for you. I want forever, I want someone who will stay. I&apos;m tired of feeling used up and watching people walk out the door, I want to feel like i&apos;m the best choice for once. I don&apos;t want to hook up with someone just for the sake of doing it. I want to date and feel feminine and worry about silly things like my hair and clothing. Maybe it&apos;s time, I was a bit more selfish. To every man there is one girl (she may have gotten away or even hasn’t been discovered yet) that is or will be priceless to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Nov 2006 17:31:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Too funny to pass up</title>
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  <description>as most of you figured out by now, i&apos;m a cashier at blockbuster in apopka. apopka is podunk, usa and everyone knows it so of course we get a real class of people that come in. given they aren&apos;t ALL Podunk-ish drunk idiots, a good portion of them are. anyway this is what happened the other night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *checking out a couple, while trying to maintain a long long line* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy walks up... drunk guy. you can smell him from the back of the store. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: *walks up next to the guy i&apos;m checking out* &quot;Hey, i&apos;m gonna need your SPECIAL attention when you&apos;re done because i wanna have a good time tonight&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *finishes up and turns to drunk guy* &quot;how can i help you tonight&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Guy: *wobbles a little* &quot;i&apos;m lookin for a game... an xbox game&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &quot;Ok...do you have a game in particular? Here, lets walk over to the game section and take a looksie, shall we?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Guy: &quot;ok,... i just want to have a good time tonight&quot; *puts hand on my shoulder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &quot;so what kind of games are you looking for? sports? racing? rpg?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Guy: &quot;well my brother and i want a 2 player game so we can have a good time&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *shows him random sports game that happens to be 2-4 players*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: (very loudly, mind you) &quot;NO WE DON&apos;T WANT NO NIGGER GAME, WE DON&apos;T LIKE NIGGERS. WE&apos;RE FROM *****,ALABAMA AND WE&apos;RE VERY RACIST AND THINK THEY SHOULD BE KILLED&quot;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&quot;...ok... what about an RPG... or... this game.... or this game...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(now at this point he was holding 4 or 5 games)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: &quot;thank you for your help, sweetheart. would your work mind if i gave you a little kiss here on the cheek?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *shudders* &quot;while although i don&apos;t know if work would mind, i think that my boyfriend would have a problem with it&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: &quot;Oh ok, well i wouldn&apos;t want to get my ass beat by your boyfriend when i&apos;m so drunk off my ass... hey, do y&apos;all sell JOY-STICKS... because if y&apos;all don&apos;t have a joy-stick so i can play my games, i&apos;m not gonna buy tonight&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &quot;i don&apos;t believe we do but i&apos;ll check just for you, hows that?&quot; *looks it up and we don&apos;t* ... nope, sorry we don&apos;t carry them. you might find it at a garage sale or flea market or something... maybe you could try Wal-Mart...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: &quot;oh well shiiiittt *sets down games and walks out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &quot;I can help the next in line&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...up walks... a black man.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 02 Sep 2006 13:34:38 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i would like to take a moment and ask you a question. if, say, your parents bought a camera to monitor theft outside your house and instead used it to monitor what time you come home and who you arrive with... wouldn&apos;t you be a bit upset? &quot;it&apos;s for your protection&quot;. protection, my asshole, it&apos;s so they can further keep tabs on me because my just being 100% truthful with this doesn&apos;t seem to be enough. i come home when i&apos;m supposed to, i call in the slight chance i&apos;m late and i always ALWAYS do as they say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. my question is why i was deemed so untrustworthy and why they have to keep tabs on me. i haven&apos;t screwed up at all, and i&apos;m not like the kids who go out partying and drinking all night. if i go out it&apos;s because i&apos;m going to steak and shake with my coworkers for a few hours. if i drink anything, it&apos;s at home until next year in which case, i can go out wherever i please because i&apos;m 21 and an adult. and in the rare chance i do drink, it&apos;s not like i go WOOHOO LETS DRIVE! i am just so sick and tired of being treated like a child and i have had enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neither of my parents were treated like this after the age of 16 so i don&apos;t get why they feel they have to be so overbearing and assholic. yes i&apos;m handicapped, yes i&apos;m a target, yes i&apos;m an only child. but at the same time, a plane could crash into my house. they can&apos;t protect me from everything and keeping me under their thumb is just going to make me hate and resent them.</description>
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  <description>Wafflesinlove: since you aren&apos;t answering i&apos;m gonna tell you a story&lt;br /&gt;Wafflesinlove: once upon a time there was a little monkey named fred (no shut up, it&apos;s fred)&lt;br /&gt;Wafflesinlove: he was the loneliest monkey in all the forest&lt;br /&gt;Wafflesinlove: one day while he was climbing the trees, he spotted a leopard&lt;br /&gt;Wafflesinlove: &quot;HALO THAR YOUNG LEOPARD!!!&quot; said the monkey&lt;br /&gt;Wafflesinlove: but the leopard wouldn&apos;t listen&lt;br /&gt;Wafflesinlove: the monkey decided to climb down some and try again&lt;br /&gt;Wafflesinlove: &quot;HALO THAR YOUNG LEOPARD&quot; he screamed &lt;br /&gt;Wafflesinlove: still no answer.&lt;br /&gt;Wafflesinlove: so he climbed down so far he was almost touching it&lt;br /&gt;Wafflesinlove: the leopard waited a moment and LEPT in the air and at the monkey&apos;s ass&lt;br /&gt;Wafflesinlove: &quot;that&apos;s what you get for trying to make friends with a predator, asshole&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Aug 2006 04:21:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I had a crazy day.</title>
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  <description>10:00pm-8:00am: Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;8:05am-9:44: Watch Lazytown in my undies.&lt;br /&gt;9:45am-10:00am: eat something and get ready for work&lt;br /&gt;10:00am-10:30am: chill time/gather any forgotten items&lt;br /&gt;11:00am-4:00pm: work&lt;br /&gt;4:00pm-4:13: run home, take marley... out all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;4:30pm-4:55pm: Drive to AMC.&lt;br /&gt;5:00pm-6:30pm: Clerks II. &lt;br /&gt;6:35pm-8:10pm: Hang out with Sam and Rob&lt;br /&gt;8:15pm-8:30pm: Call Sammi, Katelyn, and TiShea to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;8:30pm-9:00pm: Hang out with Katelyn and Sammi&lt;br /&gt;9:15pm-10:20pm: Hang out with Sammi at Barnes &amp; Noble and also run into TiShea, Derek, and Vee!.&lt;br /&gt;10:30pm-10:45pm: Drive home&lt;br /&gt;10:55pm-12:30am: talk to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;12:30a.m: sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*warning: these are all approximations XD and. this is also not a typical day for me. today was kinda exciting. and Kate and Shea are leaving soon so i really needed to see them :(</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 24 Jun 2006 13:20:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>got bored and made some icons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/loveskiki/pic/000016gb/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/loveskiki/pic/000016gb&quot; width=&quot;143&quot; height=&quot;126&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/loveskiki/pic/00002cd6/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/loveskiki/pic/00002cd6&quot; width=&quot;128&quot; height=&quot;115&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/loveskiki/pic/00003rbp/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/loveskiki/pic/00003rbp&quot; width=&quot;143&quot; height=&quot;128&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/loveskiki/pic/00004we7/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/loveskiki/pic/00004we7/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;262&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/loveskiki/pic/000055w2/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/loveskiki/pic/000055w2&quot; width=&quot;175&quot; height=&quot;149&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Jun 2006 15:13:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>RUHRUHRUHRUHRUHRUH. how does one call an employee and go &quot;oh by the way... youre in at 12&quot; when its 10 of 11... like i just sit home all day waiting for blockbuster to call me in. its bullshit. and it isnt fair. i better get a really fuckin awesome paycheck when i get there. and im not playin around. if anyone wants to save me from boredom, i work until 8</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Jun 2006 16:11:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i am not going to be nice anymore. everytime i get comfortable with my life and i&apos;m nice to the people around me, i get screwed. so. i&apos;m not gonna be nice anymore. i&apos;m also tired of asking people to hang out. from now on... you ask me because i don&apos;t like sitting home waiting for your ass when you obviously aren&apos;t worth it to begin with.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 22 May 2006 04:23:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Brittany inspired me so here: Al Green- Lean on me&lt;br /&gt;	   Ain&apos;t no sunshine when she&apos;s gone&lt;br /&gt;	   Tired of being alone&lt;br /&gt;	   Let&apos;s stay together&lt;br /&gt;Alicia Keyes- Unbreakable&lt;br /&gt;Anastacia Soundtrack- Once upon a December&lt;br /&gt;Andy Gibb- (our love) Don&apos;t throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;Apocalyptica- Bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;Ashanti- Baby&lt;br /&gt;	 Unfoolish&lt;br /&gt;Babyface- there she goes&lt;br /&gt;	   Everytime I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;	   nobody knows it but me&lt;br /&gt;	   sorry for the stupid things&lt;br /&gt;	   When can I see you again&lt;br /&gt;	   What if&lt;br /&gt;Beethoven- moonlight sonata&lt;br /&gt;Belanova- tus ojos	&lt;br /&gt;	   me pregunto&lt;br /&gt;Benny Benassi- Satisfaction (club mix)&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce feat. Sean Paul- baby boy&lt;br /&gt;Blessed union of souls- I believe&lt;br /&gt;Bossa n Stones- Wild Horses&lt;br /&gt;Bow wow feat Ciara- like u&lt;br /&gt;Bubba Sparxx- Ms. new booty&lt;br /&gt;Candlebox- far behind&lt;br /&gt;Cascada- everytime we touch&lt;br /&gt;	   miracle&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte Church and Josh Groban- the prayer&lt;br /&gt;Chobits- let me be with you&lt;br /&gt;Chris Brown- run it&lt;br /&gt;	        yo&lt;br /&gt;Cinderella Soundtrack- so this is love&lt;br /&gt;Clipse feat. Pharrell- Grindin&lt;br /&gt;Common- the light&lt;br /&gt;	   testify&lt;br /&gt;Craig David- Seven Days&lt;br /&gt;Daddy Yankee- Gasolina&lt;br /&gt;Daddy Yankee feat. nina sky- oye mi canto &lt;br /&gt;David Bowie- suffragette city&lt;br /&gt;Debussy- Claire de lune&lt;br /&gt;Dmx- party up in here&lt;br /&gt;Electric Six- danger (high voltage)&lt;br /&gt;Elvis Presley- I can&apos;t help falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Eminem- When i&apos;m gone&lt;br /&gt;	   Ass like that&lt;br /&gt;Eve- Love is blind&lt;br /&gt;Extreme- more than words&lt;br /&gt;Fallout boy- grand theft autumn&lt;br /&gt;	      dance dance&lt;br /&gt;Fat Joe- whats love&lt;br /&gt;Fifth Dimension- wedding bell blues&lt;br /&gt;Fort Minor- where&apos;d you go&lt;br /&gt;Fullmetal alchemist soundtrack- to the other side of door&lt;br /&gt;Fullmetal alchemist soundtrack- op2&lt;br /&gt;Grant lee buffalo- honey don&apos;t think&lt;br /&gt;Gomo- feeling alive&lt;br /&gt;Gorillaz- dare&lt;br /&gt;Green Day- wake me up when september ends&lt;br /&gt;Gwen Stefani- cool&lt;br /&gt;	          luxurious&lt;br /&gt;                      rich girl&lt;br /&gt;Head Automatica- beating hearts baby&lt;br /&gt;Hocus Pocus Soundtrack- come little children&lt;br /&gt;Hooverphonic- this strange effect&lt;br /&gt;Imogen Heap- loose ends&lt;br /&gt;In Keeping Secrets of Silent Earth- The Ring in Return&lt;br /&gt;				   In Keeping Secrets of Silent Earth&lt;br /&gt;				   Cuts marked in the march of men&lt;br /&gt;				   Three Evils (Embodied in love and shadow)&lt;br /&gt;				   The Crowing&lt;br /&gt;				   Blood Red Summer&lt;br /&gt;				   The Velorium Camper I (Faint of Hearts)&lt;br /&gt;				   The Velorium Camper II (Backend of Forever)&lt;br /&gt;				   The Velorium Camper III (Al the Killer)&lt;br /&gt;				   A Favor House Atlantic&lt;br /&gt;				   The Light &amp; The Glass&lt;br /&gt;Inuyasha- fukai mori (deep forest)&lt;br /&gt;Ja Rule feat. Ashanti- mesmerize&lt;br /&gt;		         down 4 u&lt;br /&gt;Jason Mraz- geek in the pink&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Lopez ft. fat joe- hold you down&lt;br /&gt;JLO feat. LL Cool J- all i have&lt;br /&gt;John Denver- take me home, country road&lt;br /&gt;Josh Groban &amp; Charlotte Church- tonight, tonight&lt;br /&gt;Jumbo- Dia&lt;br /&gt;Keith Sweat- nobody&lt;br /&gt;Kelis feat. too short- bossy&lt;br /&gt;Kelly Clarkson- because of you&lt;br /&gt;Keyshia Cole- love&lt;br /&gt;Lady Sovereign- 9 to 5 (clean)&lt;br /&gt;Lauren Hill- ex-factor&lt;br /&gt;Lil Mo feat. Fabolous- Supawoman&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay Lohan- confessions of a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;LL Cool J- Doin it&lt;br /&gt;	    love you better&lt;br /&gt;	    head sprung&lt;br /&gt;Lou Bega- mambo no. 5&lt;br /&gt;Louis XIV- finding out true love is blind&lt;br /&gt;Mariah Carey- we belong together&lt;br /&gt;Marvin Gaye- lets stay together&lt;br /&gt;Mary J. Blige- be without you&lt;br /&gt;	         Enough cryin&lt;br /&gt;Matisyahu- king without a crown&lt;br /&gt;Michael Buble- you belong to me&lt;br /&gt;	           that&apos;s all&lt;br /&gt;Mike Oldfield- moonlight shadow&lt;br /&gt;Mindless Self Indulgence- straight to video&lt;br /&gt;Missy Elliot ft. Ciara and Fatman- lose control&lt;br /&gt;Morningwood- nth degree&lt;br /&gt;Namie Amuro- CAN&apos;T SLEEP, CAN&apos;T EAT, I&apos;M SICK&lt;br /&gt;Nancy Sinatra- these boots are made for walking&lt;br /&gt;Natalie Cole- this will be&lt;br /&gt;Natasha Bedingfield- Unwritten&lt;br /&gt;		       These words&lt;br /&gt;NB Ridaz ft. Angelina- notice me&lt;br /&gt;Next- wifey&lt;br /&gt;Ne-yo- so sick&lt;br /&gt;Nina Sky- move ya body&lt;br /&gt;Olivia Newton John- Hopelessy Devoted to you&lt;br /&gt;OMD- if you leave&lt;br /&gt;Orishas- Kilo&lt;br /&gt;Panic! at the disco- the only difference between...&lt;br /&gt;		     I write sins not tragedies&lt;br /&gt;		     I constantly thank god for Esteban&lt;br /&gt;Patsy Cline- walking after midnight&lt;br /&gt;Perry Como- magic moments&lt;br /&gt;Pharrell Williams feat. Gwen Stefani- can i have it like that&lt;br /&gt;Psychedelic Furs- love my way&lt;br /&gt;Rascal Flatts- what hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;Rasputina- gingerbread coffin&lt;br /&gt;Red hot chili peppers- higher ground&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna- if its lovin that you want&lt;br /&gt;	  S.O.S&lt;br /&gt;	  Unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;Rob Zombie- thunder kiss 65&lt;br /&gt;Rockell- in a dream my love&lt;br /&gt;Sarina Paris- just about enough&lt;br /&gt;	        look at us now&lt;br /&gt;Saving Jane- girl next door&lt;br /&gt;Sean Paul- get busy&lt;br /&gt;	     gimme the light&lt;br /&gt;	     we be burnin&lt;br /&gt;	     like glue&lt;br /&gt;	     shake that thing&lt;br /&gt;Seether feat. Amy Lee- broken&lt;br /&gt;Shakira- hips don&apos;t lie&lt;br /&gt;Shawn Colvin- never saw blue like that&lt;br /&gt;Simple Minds- Promised you a miracle&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping Beauty Soundtrack- once upon a dream&lt;br /&gt;Snow Patrol- Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;	        Run&lt;br /&gt;Sparkle feat. R. Kelly- Be Careful&lt;br /&gt;Sponge- Plowed&lt;br /&gt;Stacie Orrico- stuck&lt;br /&gt;Stunt- Raindrops&lt;br /&gt;SWV- Weak&lt;br /&gt;T Pain- I&apos;m Sprung&lt;br /&gt;Tami Chynn- Hyperventilating&lt;br /&gt;Tatu- All about us&lt;br /&gt;The all American Rejects- dirty little secret&lt;br /&gt;The Beach Boys- In my room&lt;br /&gt;The Cure- Apart&lt;br /&gt;	   Boys Don&apos;t Cry&lt;br /&gt;	   Friday I&apos;m in Love&lt;br /&gt;	   A letter to Elise&lt;br /&gt;	   Just like Heaven&lt;br /&gt;	   Love Song&lt;br /&gt;	   Lullaby&lt;br /&gt;The Dresden Dolls- Coin-Operated Boy&lt;br /&gt;The Five Stairsteps- Ooh Child&lt;br /&gt;The Little Mermaid Soundtrack- Part of your world&lt;br /&gt;The Pixies- Hey&lt;br /&gt;	     Monkey gone to Heaven&lt;br /&gt;The Raconteurs- Steady as she goes&lt;br /&gt;The Rolling Stones- Paint it black&lt;br /&gt;The Shirelles- One fine Day&lt;br /&gt;The The- This is the day&lt;br /&gt;The Veronicas- Mouth Shut&lt;br /&gt;The White Stripes- in the cold cold night&lt;br /&gt;		    my doorbell&lt;br /&gt;The Wonders- That thing you do!&lt;br /&gt;Toadies- Possum Kingdom&lt;br /&gt;Toto- Georgy Porgy&lt;br /&gt;Trio- Da Da Da&lt;br /&gt;Tyrese- How you gonna act like that&lt;br /&gt;Utada Hikaru- Sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;	         Be My Last&lt;br /&gt;	         Can you keep a secret?&lt;br /&gt;	         Eternally&lt;br /&gt;	         Hear me cry&lt;br /&gt;	         Keep Tryin&apos;&lt;br /&gt;	         Passion&lt;br /&gt;	         Simple and Clean&lt;br /&gt;	         Sukiyaki&lt;br /&gt;	         Blow my whistle&lt;br /&gt;	         First Love (english)&lt;br /&gt;Venga Boys- We like to party&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Yeah Yeahs- Maps&lt;br /&gt;Zucchero feat. The Scorpions- Send me an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I&apos;m missing anything crucial, lemme know.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 19 May 2006 17:54:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I love that someone can take something as mundane as a newspaper and turn it into a superawesome supernatural thriller. seriously. omg. *loves for Premonition* yay.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 16 May 2006 03:28:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Don&apos;t cry little white girl, help is on the way</title>
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  <description>So life is shit once again. Betcha didn&apos;t see that comin, eh? All I want is someone who will love me, respect me, and move on in life with me. I&apos;m not just some shallow, egotistical chick anymore. I have real feelings and wants for my life but if I keep getting jerked around, I&apos;m going to have no choice but to revert. i need some substance in my life here or i&apos;ll fall. I&apos;ve gotten to be very depressed lately and I don&apos;t know what to do to fix it. I&apos;m alot sadder, I&apos;ve gained a noticeable amount of weight and I find it harder to get out of bed in the morning than it used it. I also never leave the house anymore other than School (which is out) and work. I really need to snap out of this but... how?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 09 May 2006 20:19:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>you know that feeling when you think the whole world has come crashing down on you? yea. me too.</description>
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  <description>my uncle gil was sent to the emergency room last night and all i know is he had chest pains last night. i dont know what to do.</description>
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  <description>DUDE. LILA IS IN THE DRIVEWAY. oh, and my cellphone is broken so no one can call me there. The house phone is however just fine so take that into account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: I&apos;ve just discovered that there is a PANDA antennae topper on Lila. dear god, i love this car more and more.</description>
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  <description>ok the one movie you need to watch if no other is called &lt;i&gt;Santa&apos;s Slay&lt;/i&gt;. santa is really satan, who made a bet with an angel ranging 1000 years and was put into the position of santa. why do i love this movie? no only is santa played by BILL GOLDBERG but he kills an allstar cast in like the first 5 mins of the movie. it&apos;s at my blockbuster so go rent it. rent it right now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Apr 2006 15:02:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>right now my heart hurts worse than it ever has. worse than losing any friend or love. i hope none of you ever feel the way i feel right now.</description>
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  <description>Alright lovies, I rented Cry Wolf and Dark Tales of Japan so here we go... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cry Wolf&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.joblo.com/newsimages1/cry-wolf-review.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored Prepschool kids decide to play a game... They make up a murderer and plan his murders out one by one. They spread it all over the school but then... oops, they don&apos;t take into account that there really is a psycho out there committing the murders they &quot;made up&quot;. Didn&apos;t see that comin, didja? I think stories like this COULD be made into a decent horror flick, however not one&apos;s really broken the barrier. Anyway, if you like teen horror, then ok, rent this movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dark Tales of Japan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.tlavideo.com/images/catalog_gaybase/220125.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Collated by infamous Japanese producer Taka Ichise (who brought THE RING and DARK WATER to the screen), this collection of short horror films draws on the work of some talented directors. Hideo Nakata (THE RING), Takashi Shimizu (THE GRUDGE), and Kiyoshi Kurosawa (CURE) are among the contributors who bring some shocking tales to life. The film Dark Tales is in five parts, &quot;Spiderwoman&quot;, &quot;Crevices&quot;, &quot;The Sacrifice&quot;, &quot;Blonde Kwaidan&quot;, and &quot;Presentiment&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t read if you don&apos;t want to know...&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Spiderwoman&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yamazaki from Madamoiselle magazine is looking for Spiderwoman, a turbo-hag who is a normal woman during the day but turns into a Spider-like creature by night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Crevices&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man goes missing so the manager calls one of his chums to check out his Apartment. He arrives to find that his friend (who doesn&apos;t get a name) had gone around taping every crevice of the apartment. If you know ANYTHING about Japanese spirit films,you know that red tapes keeps out spirits :D. take a guess what happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Sacrifice&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reiko plagued by visions of her grandmother&apos;s death at her family&apos;s shrine, half eaten by a giant, disembodied head. What follows is a curse, and a mothers love so strong she would do anything for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blonde Kwaidan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy in the movie business goes to hollywood (while on the way freaking out about all the blondes) and stays at a Execs apartment. While there he finds mementos left from a blonde who had been living there... that&apos;s when things got creepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Presentiment&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starts off with a man in an office who is keeping his eye on security cameras on the ceiling. We find out later it&apos;s because he&apos;s stolen important files. He gets on the elevator and his life is changed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 09 Apr 2006 01:59:51 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>since i am working at blockbuster now, i can write down reviews. woo. ok so wolf creek.... DON&apos;T WATCH IT. there, i&apos;ve done my part. i&apos;m serious, i wasted about two hours TRYING to enjoy this movie, i really did. it&apos;s NOT a horror flick, just because there is mild body part slice n&apos; dice does NOT make a movie a horror flick. i&apos;m sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.movie-gazette.com/albums/20050905/wolf-creek-03.jpg&quot; /&gt;</description>
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