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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Dec 2007 19:33:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pathetic,</title>
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  <description>I can&apos;t believe I miss him this much. I guess you really don&apos;t know what you have until it&apos;s gone. I don&apos;t want him to be gone. I never wanted him to leave my arms, ever. Things weren&apos;t perfect all the time, but the good outweighed the bad. He always made up for being a jerk and kissed away all my tears. I feel like a huge part of me is missing now; I want it back. I miss my best friend. I miss having someone who could wrap me in their arms when I was having a bad day, kiss my forehead &amp; say &quot;what happened, baby?&quot; I miss being called baby. I miss all the phone calls. I miss just hanging out with my best friend. I hate that I can&apos;t even touch him anymore because he&apos;s someone else&apos;s. I&apos;m all his, why isn&apos;t he all mine? I didn&apos;t realize how much I really missed him until I was watching a video today by Mayday Parade. We used to listen to the song &quot;Miserable at Best&quot; all the time &amp; this video has little icons &amp; stuff for the song that say &quot;I just miss him&quot; and things like that. I started crying. I don&apos;t know how to make it stop hurting. I just want my baby back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;2&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Jul 2007 05:12:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Word.</title>
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  <description>Just got back from Florida this week and I miss it already. Everything about it. Especially Kourt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have a new boy. His name is Tommy and he makes me grin. :] The only bad thing is that a.) he&apos;s Brandon&apos;s best friend and b.) I&apos;m going to college next fall. It blows. I find a great guy and I have to move away. Maybe I just have bad luck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m hoping he will come with me, but only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeeee. I&apos;m happppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;1&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Gregory and the Hawk</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2007 22:39:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Life is...</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;My year in a nut shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made amazing memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tinypic.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i16.tinypic.com/4unze45.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image and video hosting by TinyPic&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unexpectedly fell in love with an amazing boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tinypic.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i18.tinypic.com/6ccw6dg.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image and video hosting by TinyPic&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tinypic.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i8.tinypic.com/4raynaa.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image and video hosting by TinyPic&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said some things I wish I could take back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tinypic.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i15.tinypic.com/33yh013.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image and video hosting by TinyPic&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learned who my real friends are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tinypic.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.tinypic.com/6ccw6dl.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image and video hosting by TinyPic&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learned how to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tinypic.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i15.tinypic.com/317d4dw.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image and video hosting by TinyPic&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rode a bike to school. In a dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tinypic.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i9.tinypic.com/42lgg0z.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image and video hosting by TinyPic&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listened to amazing music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tinypic.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i7.tinypic.com/4lnk008.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image and video hosting by TinyPic&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tinypic.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i8.tinypic.com/4uk92ro.png&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image and video hosting by TinyPic&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed an amazing boy in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tinypic.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.tinypic.com/4bqx0yv.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image and video hosting by TinyPic&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feared for someone I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tinypic.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i18.tinypic.com/2mfc9lh.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image and video hosting by TinyPic&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learned where real happiness lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tinypic.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i18.tinypic.com/2q1b4v8.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image and video hosting by TinyPic&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed a boy that I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tinypic.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i14.tinypic.com/2i0ykk4.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image and video hosting by TinyPic&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did extremely dumb things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tinypic.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i8.tinypic.com/2ym8z6a.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image and video hosting by TinyPic&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had amazingly supportive friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tinypic.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i18.tinypic.com/2lnzvc3.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image and video hosting by TinyPic&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost lost someone I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tinypic.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.tinypic.com/6glxyl2.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image and video hosting by TinyPic&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learned how to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tinypic.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.tinypic.com/10hko6p.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image and video hosting by TinyPic&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made memories I&apos;ll never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tinypic.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.tinypic.com/637t7uu.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image and video hosting by TinyPic&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Rihanna</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jun 2007 02:29:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Some people</title>
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  <description>are just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Point blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you. &amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 May 2007 01:26:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I love</title>
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  <description>everything about summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait until I am in FL, swimming with dolphins.&lt;br /&gt;That is a dream come true, no lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it will be a life-changing summer.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows?</description>
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  <lj:music>A Kiss Could Be Deadly</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 May 2007 01:16:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Apologies.</title>
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  <description>An apology will never make up for things lost, for moments ruined, for hearts broken, for letting down someone who means more to you than anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as sincerely as I can, I apologize.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry I though you were different.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry that I thought you changed.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry that I thought for even a second that I meant something.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, I&apos;m sorry that I still can&apos;t stop thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; that I don&apos;t want to stop thinking about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m really sorry that you don&apos;t want to make this work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m really sorry, but I give up on you.</description>
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  <lj:music>Mayday Parade</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2007 23:44:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Always Love.</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m really tired of people being so mean to each other.&lt;br /&gt;We are all God&apos;s children.&lt;br /&gt;God loves us all equally.&lt;br /&gt;Not only does he love us, he demands that we love each other as well.&lt;br /&gt;He doesn&apos;t suggest that we love each other, he commands it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight from &lt;b&gt;Today&apos;s New International Version Bible:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 John 3:15&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who hates a fellow believer is a murderer, and you know that no murderers have eternal life in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, just ask yourself this:&lt;br /&gt;Is it worth it to hate someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Jesus can say, on His way to the cross&lt;br /&gt;&quot;But I tell you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you,&quot;&lt;br /&gt;[Matthew 5:44]&lt;br /&gt;anyone can find it in their heart to love their enemies. I mean, your enemies are doing things FAR less life altering than hanging you on a cross to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t mean to get all preachy, I am just tired of all the fighting.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Apr 2007 04:46:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Slippery slope.</title>
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  <description>I was on a slippery slope downhill.&lt;br /&gt;Then I heard a voice, a rescuing voice.&lt;br /&gt;It was almost like hearing the voice of an angel.&lt;br /&gt;An angel sent to rescue me from myself.&lt;br /&gt;The voice that brought me back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;Back in touch with God.&lt;br /&gt;God; whom I have neglected more than anyone in my life.&lt;br /&gt;The only one who doesn&apos;t deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;That voice; that voice.&lt;br /&gt;The motivation to move uphill.&lt;br /&gt;Away from those temptations that so easily distract.&lt;br /&gt;Temptations in the form of sex, and drugs, and escape.&lt;br /&gt;God, thank you for that voice.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Apr 2007 07:53:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hmm. Life?</title>
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  <description>So, I haven&apos;t written in a little while. Truthfully, I&apos;ve just been mad depressed. I won&apos;t tell anyone, but I am. I have a hole in my head &amp; an even bigger hole in my heart. I drown myself in music &amp; I did something today that I&apos;m not proud of. I felt like the old me &amp; it made me wanna vomit. * just feel like little bits of me are slipping away every day. I didn&apos;t help that I hung out with a super cute couple today. It made me want a boy to kiss &amp; hold. :[ Maybe it&apos;s just a bad night &amp;, as Brandon says, the sun will come out tomorrow. Well, I certainly hope so.</description>
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  <lj:music>Hollywood Undead</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Dec 2006 05:28:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>CHRISTMAS.</title>
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  <description>I really do love my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now is one of those times. As horrible as things are right now, I am happy. I have people in my life that really love me, people that I can count on &amp; that is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t even need any gifts this Christmas. My friends give me the gift of love everyday &amp; that is more than enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, Christmas isn&apos;t about gifts, it&apos;s about the most miraculous birth there ever was. It&apos;s about the birth of the most miraculous person there ever was. The only person who could ever love me enough to die for me, when I don&apos;t even &lt;i&gt;kind of&lt;/i&gt; deserve it. I love that our school system thinks so highly of this birth that they give us a &lt;i&gt;whole ten days&lt;/i&gt; off of school. I mean gosh, it&apos;s only the most important birth in history... society now days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS IS ALMOST HERE!</description>
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  <lj:music>Incubus</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 17 Dec 2006 03:52:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;3</title>
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  <description>Hanging out with Ashley.&lt;br /&gt;Be Jealous. &amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 12 Dec 2006 03:08:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My heart.</title>
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  <description>Please, make it stop hurting.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Dec 2006 18:43:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>:]</title>
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  <description>Today was awesome. &lt;br /&gt;Church was amazing; amazing lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley is amazing &amp; I lover her. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I&apos;m glad I got to see Brandon today. His smiling face brightens my day, but [shhh!] I&apos;ll never tell. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I feel so loved today. &amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Dec 2006 01:20:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Life is Grand.</title>
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  <description>So, last night I went on a date with Katrina Mae to Señor Iguana&apos;s. It was yummy. I love hanging out with my FMI. We watched King Kong &amp; decorated cookies. It was fun. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today we went to Walmart &amp; also took a pregnancy test to Alaina Rae. That was freaking scary. I don&apos;t know what I would&apos;ve done if she had popped positive. Her life would&apos;ve been over. I&apos;m glad that I don&apos;t have to worry about that. You know, if her boyfriend loved her like he says he does, she wouldn&apos;t have to worry about it. He would care about her enough to at least wrap it up! &amp; if he loved her, he wouldn&apos;t have had sex with her after 2 weeks, he would&apos;ve made her wait. Shows you how great he is. Not that it isn&apos;t her fault to, because it totally is. She has control over it as much as he does. I dislike the entire situation. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went to the park with Ashley. She is quite amazing, I must say. I don&apos;t think I&apos;ve ever met someone quite like her. We have a good time doing absolutely nothing, &amp; I love that. Who has fun in the grocery store &amp; in the bathroom at McDonalds?? Haha. We do. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that I have lots of good friends. Ali, Ashley, Kourtney, Katrina, Hailey, Britney, and Cody. They make my life fun, &amp; I love it. I must say that the bunch of friends I have right now is the best I&apos;ve ever had. They are REAL friends, who actually care about me, not just themselves. God has truly blessed me with amazing friends. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I have a great friend/boyfriend named Brandon. He is not only a good boyfriend, but a good friend as well. That, in my opinion, is what makes for a good relationship anyway. I like that I have fun with him. I went to his house tonight with Ashley &amp; his family is awesome. The End. :]</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 Dec 2006 03:01:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Life in a nutshell.</title>
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  <description>Sometimes life is hard.&lt;br /&gt;But always it gets easier.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you just have to be patient. [Something I do not do well.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;The kind of day that restores your hope for life.&lt;br /&gt;The kind that reminds you that things are not perfect, but that&apos;s okay.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m really glad I went to TABS, it was the icing on the cake.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only bad thing was David.&lt;br /&gt;I hate that him &amp; Ashley aren&apos;t friends.&lt;br /&gt;I hate that he doesn&apos;t even have the decency to say &quot;Hello.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Or even offer a friendly smile.&lt;br /&gt;That just doesn&apos;t seem very christian, &amp; it definitely doesn&apos;t seem very David.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I know him well, but I&apos;ve never seen him be rude before, &amp; it was a disappointment. Even when I only knew David from Psych class, I always saw him as a person with a huge heart. I&apos;ve always seen him as someone better than the other kids in my school. Like he just had something... special about him. I don&apos;t know if this makes any sense, but there&apos;s just some people that you meet &amp; you just get an amazing impression of them right from the start. I don&apos;t know, I just thought he would be the kind of person to always want to help someone &amp; be kind to them, no matter what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anyways,&lt;/i&gt; that was my day. I got to spend most of it with Brandon, I got to go to TABS &amp; learn more about God, and I got to hang out with Ashley. We had a good time on the way to TABS. :] With our Alien Abductions and all. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things will get better, I just have this &lt;b&gt;feeling.&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Dec 2006 04:27:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I love my friends.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They make my life worth living.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Dec 2006 01:10:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Uhh.</title>
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  <description>My heart hurts today &amp; I want a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I&apos;m sick of feeling bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think that I&apos;m just in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; tomorrow I will feel much better.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m being &lt;i&gt;hopeful.&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 Dec 2006 04:56:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Life.</title>
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  <description>So I guess I&apos;ll start with thursday. I felt horrible, &amp; I let everyone know it. Probably not the best thing to do. [Which is why I normally just pretend to be happy. What was I thinking??] My boy didn&apos;t react like I wanted him to &amp; it upset me. What upset me most was when he said &quot;That&apos;s nice&quot; after I told him I loved him. I should&apos;ve known that he was just kidding because forreal, when isn&apos;t he kidding?? NEVER. I&apos;m just a dumb girl. I guess I just expected him to be like &quot;I love you, &amp; I&apos;m here for you.&quot; That&apos;s where I went wrong. You can&apos;t just expect someone to act the way YOU want them to, you&apos;ll just be disappointed. It would&apos;ve been nice if he said that but I shouldn&apos;t have gotten mad because he didn&apos;t. I know he was there for me &amp; I should&apos;ve realized that. I guess I just have horrible self-esteem. Actually, I know that I have horrible self-esteem. I find it sad that I don&apos;t feel loved unless I am told I am loved or the person is acting loving towards me. I hate that I could write a novel about all the things I don&apos;t like about myself, but a paragraph about the things I like about myself. I think I&apos;m going to make my new year&apos;s resolution to think more positively about me. I think positively about everything else, I just don&apos;t give myself a fair chance, so I&apos;m going to work on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I confronted Brandon about it on Saturday &amp; he pretty much thought that I was a horrible monster for it. He didn&apos;t understand where I was coming from at all. I can&apos;t blame him. Most of the time, I don&apos;t even know where I&apos;m coming from. Haha. Well, I&apos;m glad I talked to him about it anyway. Communication strengthens relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really good weekend though. Friday I went bowling. Bowled a 17, a 54, &amp; a 64. Haha. Yeah, be JEALOUS. Me &amp; Nichole had a really good time. We took pictures &amp; wanted to kill rude kids &amp; their rude mom. Plus we made fools out of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, I got my hair cut. I think I like it. It&apos;s kind of short. It&apos;s at my shoulders, a little above. I kinda feel like I&apos;m in fifth grade again. Then I went bowling again. Made improvements. Bowled a 56 &amp; a 68! That&apos;s almost a 70. Heck yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to dinner with my family &amp; went putt-putting at the beach with Mike. I miss him terribly. His girlfriend is just crazy. I have known him since fourth grade. Why would she think I am a threat?? We saw the lights at the beach. I loved it. Love CHRISTmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to church. I really needed to go. It made me feel a thousand times better. Brandon has black hair now. It&apos;s adorable. Then me &amp; Ashley watched the Passion. Let me tell you, that&apos;s the most intense movie I have ever seen. It made me feel like a murderer. It made my heart hurt. As I was watching I felt horrible knowing that for my sins, Jesus endured all of that pain. For me. For everyone. That is the greatest love in the world. I am so thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, seeing as this is the longest entry in the history of my new livejournal, &amp; no one is going to read it anyway, I am going to bed. I feel better to have gotten all that off of my chest though. Now I can sleep easier.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 02 Dec 2006 05:32:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Why??</title>
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  <description>All I am really interested in are the things that money can&apos;t buy: Happiness, Friendship, Honesty, Loyalty, Sincerity, Faith, Compassion, and most importantly, LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m really not very hard to please, so I am a little curious why no one can give me what I need. Am I asking for too much?? Why is it that God can give me these things &amp; no one else can?? The only person who even comes close to giving me these things is my very best friend.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 Dec 2006 17:57:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Grr.</title>
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  <description>Sometimes, I don&apos;t understand why I care so much. Last night, I was in a horrible mood. Can you blame me?? I witnessed the saddest funeral of my life. A beautiful, smiling, soon to be mother&apos;s heart exploded in her sleep. She was eight months pregnant. Did I mention that she was my cousin?? I tried all day to be strong for everyone. I held in my tears so that I could be strong for my mom and my cousins. All I wanted was to talk to my boyfriend &amp; him be there for me. I just wanted to hear &quot;I&apos;m there for you.&quot; I just wanted him to talk to me so that I could have my mind on something other than death. To make matters worse, when I told him that I loved him, he said &quot;That&apos;s nice.&quot; Maybe those weren&apos;t his exact words but something to that effect. That hurt so bad. Moments like that are why I don&apos;t give my heart away. I just don&apos;t understand why he felt the need to kick me while I was down. AHHHH. I hate that everyone else could cheer me up, and he couldn&apos;t. I&apos;m going to stop whining now. I&apos;ll write more later, I guess.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Nov 2006 04:33:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>RIP Tequila &amp; Oktober</title>
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  <description>Today I went to the viewing. It was heart breaking. It was heart breaking to see Tequila but more heart breaking to see Oktober. Oktober was the most beautiful baby I have ever seen. I thought it was a baby doll until my mom told me that it was real, that&apos;s how perfect she was. Oktober Nikole. What a shame that the world will never be graced with her presence. I was actually more distraught by the fact that my cousin Bobby was crying than anything. I have always known him to be a rock, so to see him broken down like that was horrible. My cousin John kept very composed though. I don&apos;t think I saw him cry at all. They are amazing people, let me tell you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many people there. It shocked everyone. Tequila was only 23 &amp; was expecting to have Oktober in a month. She had her whole life ahead of her. It&apos;s sad when things like this happen, but God has a reason for everything. God doesn&apos;t make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed TABS to go to the viewing tonight. I was a little upset about missing TABS but it was for good reason. Everyone said the message was amazing tonight. I wish I would&apos;ve been there for it, but there&apos;s always next week.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Nov 2006 19:54:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>No School.</title>
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  <description>Today I didn&apos;t go to school. I was tired &amp; just emotionally exhausted. I really should have gone though because I was supposed to get my new math class today. Now I won&apos;t be able to start the new class until Tuesday because I have Tequila and Oktober&apos;s funerals on Friday. I am so freaking excited about that math class. My Ryan is in there. I have missed having him in my classes a lot. Even though I don&apos;t like him anymore, I still love him as a friend &amp; cherish the advice he gives me. I&apos;m super glad that my study block wasn&apos;t switched because I would be horribly sad if I couldn&apos;t have lunch with Brandon anymore. He makes me forreal happy, but let&apos;s keep that a secret. I&apos;m a little afraid of how I feel about him because not too long ago, he really hurt me. Yes, he fixed it, but now I&apos;m just a little more cautious. Anyways, I think that I&apos;m going to go clean my room now. It&apos;s disgusting me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Nov 2006 03:54:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>idk.</title>
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  <description>I used to have one of these &amp; a xanga, but I quit &amp; now I feel like I need an outlet again. I can&apos;t put personal stuff on my myspace, because everyone &amp; their mother has one. I don&apos;t want everyone in my head.</description>
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