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  <description>&lt;b&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;I DONT KNOW WHY EVERYONE IS SO CONCERNED ABOUT LOOKING FOR LOVE, YOU SHOULD BE LOOKING FOR LIFE. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only in life where you live and find love and true happiness.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Aug 2007 23:55:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The only thing there is to say is...</title>
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  <description>I miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my boyfriend with all my heart but I cannot wait to get my ass back to sitting in Liz&apos;s apartment (now Sharmin and Bri&apos;s too) and just tenting it up. This weekend has been so hard for me watching everyone leave and me not going with them. I knew this day would come but, it just snuck up so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quit one job. One more to go. I got a new job at PF Changs, so byebye Benihana, and hello money lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me sometime if you Pines kids wanna chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, my first day of school is Tuesday, and I have no idea how to get anywhere on central campus.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 25 Jan 2007 23:55:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>in case you were wondering...</title>
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  <description>i&apos;m going to live forever.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 04 Jan 2007 00:26:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am completely and entirely content.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; so insanely happy.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, not even you, can rain on my parade.&lt;br /&gt;I have everything i&apos;ve wanted and needed.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Dec 2006 21:32:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>11 days until Christmas</title>
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  <description>:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is a big night.&lt;br /&gt;Four years and it finally comes down to this.&lt;br /&gt;Excited/Nervous/Content/Scared/Hopeful.&lt;br /&gt;Thats a lot of things to feel all at once.&lt;br /&gt;At the same time there was that one night that put somethings into perspective.&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t give someone all of me if someone else holds a huge piece.&lt;br /&gt;Time has passed and we have all moved on.&lt;br /&gt;But everynow and then we are connected. We can&apos;t be friends.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, you, and my girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to miss my mom when I go back to school.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Oct 2006 16:27:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>things i miss:</title>
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  <description>&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/HHN/HHN023.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best thing that ever happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/KNJ.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/KRISTINSPIRIT012.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/HHN/HHN015.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/painted%20room/Kristin008.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bestfriends all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/MYSPACE2.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/scan0004.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being happy happy happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/DADS%20WEDDING/STAUGESTINE018.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/DADS%20WEDDING/STAUGESTINE012.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jkbs&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/lazor/fun057g.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazer tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/lazor/fun045.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumbass sundance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/WINTER%20SMILE/WINTER004.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/dadshairsleepover/HairSleepover047.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAUGHING so hard I cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/dadshairsleepover/HairSleepover034.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/WEDDING183.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurricanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/fe89f2a1.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these chicks all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/74118355.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bestfriend in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/IMG_1734.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting asked to prom crazily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/Spring%20Break/SPRING009.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THESE 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/Spring%20Break/SPRING012.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuddles x 1654645654&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/Spring%20Break/Stuff010.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EOF kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/Spring%20Break/Stuff060.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blinging out with my bestfriend in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/IMG_1844.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bringing sexy back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/V255946.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kevin and kristin adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/kevin005.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eric moss and the flanagan kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/mysapce/partyy.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girlys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/mysapce/dancedance.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much more...&lt;br /&gt;I miss the innocence of high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/mysapce/menjustin.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/Spring%20Break/Stuff062.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not high school at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2006 15:26:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>please honey, you couldn&apos;t hurt my feelings if you had them in your hands</title>
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  <description>lalalalalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t like accidents.&lt;br /&gt;I hope mike will be ok.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t like mistakes either.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t like mistakes and accidents at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Because then my mood becomes misinterpreted.&lt;br /&gt;God only knows, I wouldn&apos;t waste my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im slowly accepting changes that will occur in 4 months.&lt;br /&gt;I need to make the best of my time here,&lt;br /&gt;not sit at home being upset about loosing it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have alot to look forward to.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like getting tipsy and going to Wannado City w/ Dougall&lt;/i&gt;&amp;lt;3 lol.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Nov 2005 20:00:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;3</title>
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  <description>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that&apos;s when I figured out that tears couldn&apos;t make somebody who was dead alive again. There&apos;s another thing to learn about tears, they can&apos;t make somebody who doesn&apos;t love you any more love you again. It&apos;s the same with prayers. I wonder how much of their lives people waste crying and praying to God. If you ask me, the devil makes more sense than God does. I can at least see why people would want him around. It&apos;s good to have somebody to blame for the bad stuff they do. Maybe God&apos;s there because people get scared of all the bad stuff they do. They figure that God and the Devil are always playing this game of tug-of-war with them. And they never know which side they&apos;re gonna wind up on. I guess that tug-of-war idea explains how sometimes, even when people try to do something good, it still turns out bad.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Oct 2005 20:56:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>it makes you think...</title>
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  <description>its sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that it takes a hurricane for you to realize so many things.&lt;br /&gt;the kid who you&apos;ve known since 5th grade lives down the street and you never even talk to him any more, but then randomly you all hang out again with a bonfire in your front yard. grudges are mended, and all sorts of things happen and it makes you realize so much. but you also know. once this is all over, everything will go back to how it was.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 Sep 2005 21:32:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Tomorrow at 12 on spike tv tna will be on. that equals JEFF mother fucking HARDY on my tv once again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE SHOULD KNOW JESSIE ZIGLER IS THE BEST BECAUSE SHE SAVED MY ASS BIG TIME TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-j Hump</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2005 00:56:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Another new screen name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr j hump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-grills-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Justin.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 May 2005 21:06:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
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  <description>OMG FINALLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;SOMETHING GOOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I meet with this lady, and if she thinks im a fly girl, then she will talk to the judge and I don&apos;t have to go to court. OMG. YES. This is such a relief. &lt;big&gt;SUCH A RELIF.&lt;/big&gt; But indeed my mom is stil very gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt; BUT I HATE WHEN PEOPLE TRY AND TELL YOU THAT YOU YOURSELF DON&apos;T CARE. PLEASE, NEVER TELL ME HOW &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; FEEL. But your going to twist this into what you want to think any way.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 May 2005 02:10:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Its justin</title>
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  <description>Ok question time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I, Justin Humphrey, a hick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone?</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 18 Apr 2005 17:39:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title> I lie for only you </title>
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  <description>&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think im going to see Julian after school with Brandi. Im determined, but actually really scared. I hate hospitals. I need to get over this.  So im going! (If my mom says yes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been grounded a week, and my sneaky plans are &lt;b&gt;ALREADY&lt;/b&gt; building up like crazy. I need to get out. Me + not doing something = death. I&apos;ve already found a plan for this weekend. Maybe. Im gonna just ask first, asking can&apos;t hurt. I have this deep fear of being &quot;grounded&quot; until I go to court, which could be like a month. I hope not. My mom has a soft side for letting me do stuff.&lt;big&gt; I HOPE.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;peace out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/staticstar2/Me/Picture014.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Sep 2004 22:58:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;big&gt; I got a MYSPACE &amp;lt;3&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://profiles.myspace.com/users/7465519&quot;&gt;http://profiles.myspace.com/users/7465519&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Aug 2003 21:02:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title> breaking hearts never looked so cool </title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt; Friends&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt; Only&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/big&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comment to be added &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt; &amp;lt;/3&amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also add:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;killthexstars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/big&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Aug 2003 03:42:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title> !!whoop whoop!!</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt; i&apos;m making my journal friends only&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ll write about this wonderful day tomarrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;333333333333333333333333333&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2003 15:37:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title> help me to become more clear...</title>
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  <description>Last night you told me that you felt like we couldn&apos;t talk any more. Ok, fine, we go threw this like 548975 times yet this time i&apos;m a bit cunfused, lemme explain why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok yeah I was gone for 2 weeks. I called you tho when I found out what happened and talked to you for 45 min long distance on my mom&apos;s cell phone. Ok we talked there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home and I wasn&apos;t even home for 2 hours when I came to your house and hung out, all we did was talk about things. And we talked about everything, and at least I opened up to you and same with you I thought. I was at your house until like 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next day I went to the mall and got your present for your birthday. Well the other 1/2 and then I came buy your house before guitar lessions, we didn&apos;t talk much but you liked the present and stuff and then I had to go cuz I had 15 min until my lessions. That night your dad got mad as you say and you called someone else,and talked about it with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we talked again about some issues and then tried to plan something for the day but that didn&apos;t work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you told me later that you felt like you can&apos;t talk to me any more...?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2003 04:27:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title> pizza&apos;s here hoe...so this pimp has got to go </title>
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  <description>Well this morning my damn mother came in and woke me up at 9:30 asking to go to the beach but no one could go w/ me so I was like f-word it. Then I was reminded of last night and I was in the worst mood. I was up and couldn&apos;t go back to sleep and I just sat there tearing and trying to find something to do but no one was awake. Then I went online and my dad came in telling me I had to clean the bathroom and vacume the downstairs. I was pissed again, I just didn&apos;t feel like doing any thing but sitting around all gay and sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Eric called me and he wanted me to come over but my mom wasn&apos;t home so I wouldn&apos;t be able to ask her until like 3 or 4 so yeah. Then Kaleen called me and wanted to go to Barnes and Nobles cuz Sharmin and her friend or something had fun. Then I thought maybe it would be fun but I didn&apos;t know. So I told her I would call her when I was done w/ my stuff. So I called her and my mom wasn&apos;t going to be home so she couldn&apos;t take us and I mean it seemed kinda cool I just wasn&apos;t in the mood, like not today. Then she wanted me to go swimming but t.o.m. and my stomach hurt like alot so I didn&apos;t want to really do that either. So then she was like &quot;do you want to do any thing&quot; and I was like &quot;not really&quot; and she was like &quot;bye&quot; and I was just like &quot;oooooook&quot;. So then I called Eric back and told him I didnt&apos; know and my mom still wasn&apos;t home and it was 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I talked to Brandi and told her about my upsetness, cuz its like the same case with her. And so we figured I should do something and so she asked me if I wanted to sleep over her mom&apos;s house. So it was like 4:30 and the day was dying so I realized it would be the only thing left to do and I haven&apos;t seen her in like 3 weeks. ::sad:: So I rollerbladed and met her 1/2 way, yay burn that fatness, and then when we got to her dad&apos;s Tod came and picked us up. We got Pizza and then went to her mom&apos;s friend Becky&apos;s house and she has these 2 little kids. Me and Brandi were just like &apos;la la la&apos; and played with the toys and the retarded cats and threw them at the fan from the top bunk, it was entertaining. We sat on the couch and me and her talked about things on and off cuz the little girl was attacking us trying to poke our necks? Yeah our chests were like all red lol.Then we went into the kitchen and talked to her mom about all my relationshipness, her mom is cool to talk to about that stuff. Then we rode home. And Amanda got Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i&apos;m here and I have like 7 missed calls I have to return. WOo. Kaleen is all mad/upset at me and is using her LJ to tell me. How nice. Yeah maybe if she would let me explain myself instead of assuming, but it will be my fault in the end any way. I have to tell her wass up and why I was like blah. I dun think I told her about my upsetness thing, its going to be hard to tell her just cuz the people and the stuff it involves and I dont&apos; want to put her in a bad position. But yeah everything will make 597583x more sense. AHhh I gotta talk to her, I will tomarrow, that is unless she still thinks &quot;she said she wanted to stay home and then went to someone else&apos;s house&quot;. Not exactly what happened but ok. I&apos;m not in the mood to argue and fight, I just needa talk to her about the magoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday and Saturday are on my mind...&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xOxO-kriStin&lt;br /&gt;-congrats mimi and matt</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 13 Aug 2003 14:20:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title> she simply will not die...</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt; venting.......&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah hi. I&apos;m sick of complaining and thats basically all I ever do in this stupid journal. I was thinking about making it friends only but then there is no point cuz people still feel the need to tell everyone everything any way. I don&apos;t see how my life is so much of importance to you that for every little thing you hear you have the need to go and tell someone. People trusted you with stuff that probably wasn&apos;t even your buisness in the 1st place. People need to learn to just mind their buisness or just be a truthful and good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m tired of you acting fake around me. Tell me how it is and i&apos;ll be fine. I hear what is said from everyone else but then you feel the need to be nice to me in person? Why? If i&apos;m that much of importance to you then why the shit? If you dislike me so much stay outta my shit and i&apos;ll bet you i&apos;m already outta yours. I just needed someone to talk about stuff that I couldn&apos;t with other people and that were really issues, and you took that as what Kristin tells me I think ______ and _______ and ______ and _______ and the world should know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is, the people that have judged me, did exactly that, they don&apos;t know me, they know about my time where I was cunfused and did stupid shit to Eric and so because my feelings changed that made me a bad person. Right. Really people don&apos;t know shit and I think they really just need to get over themselves and this fake pride they have. Cuz if your like this, then you really aren&apos;t shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xOxO-kriStin&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;i&gt;mmmm letter kills&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 12 Aug 2003 22:24:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>silly...</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 12 Aug 2003 21:22:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title> back back back </title>
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  <description>Yay i&apos;m finally back! I missed everyone, and everything. Wow its hard work being with your family for 2 weeks and not going mental in the process. I missed Kaleen&apos;s birthday ::sad face:: but I called her and we talked and talked and I realized alot has happened since I had been gone, stuff always happens when i&apos;m gone. But yeah i&apos;m giving her her present tonight. Muhaha. I think she will like it. She already knows what 1/2 of it is, its a pink dickies bag, and then I got her something else that is inside, plus the 579345$ from babysitting my &quot;brothers and sisters&quot; (animals). So yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the mall with my mommy and got cute jeans. I like them, my mom said I better cuz half off they were 40 sum dollars. Balony. Then we went to get Kaleen&apos;s present and I saw the converse I wanted for 25% off and when I tryed them on they didn&apos;t have my size ::cries a river:: but i&apos;m over it. I will just have to pay 40$ for them now. Grr. So then I got Kaleen&apos;s magical 2nd half of her present and left. I went to Eric&apos;s house and picked up his acoustic guitar. He is letting me borrow it for guitar lessions cuz the action on mine is too high and its hard for me to do bar chords, and his guitar is alot easier. My mom says she doesn&apos;t see the point cuz I can&apos;t use his guitar everytime, but I don&apos;t care, I just don&apos;t feel like feeling stupid tonight and now knowing the song cuz I have been away for 2 weeks. Thanks a million Eric! Yeah I saw his new car, which has a resemblance to mine...hmm.lol Its a really nice color tho, I like it. I went in his house and his brother was looking at me. lol. Eric told his brother that I was scared of him and of getting a class with him next year, I mean hey, I thought he hated me. So Ryan was being a butthead and trying to scare me lol, It might have worked. I was there for not even 2 min and I gave Eric the hug he wanted in return for his guitar. I&apos;ve been practicing on it, and its so much easier than mine, not fair! lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and peoples, if you call my cell phone, try not to call me on it until past 9. I went over my minutes alot. 190$. Yikes, me and Kaleen both got in trouble for that. So like dont&apos; call my cell if your planning on talking to me for a long time, or call me and i&apos;ll call you back from my house phone. But try my house phone 1st. Yes yes thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah off to Guitar i&apos;m going to go...in like...2 hours. Wow I needa life. I could have gone to Sawgrass with Urban and Nicole but no, I have guitar. I figured out that even if I don&apos;t make it in a band, I want to learn everything about guitars so I can be come famous person&apos;s guitar tech lol. Yeah wow how dreams change lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xOxO-kriStin</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Aug 2003 23:57:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title> liVe from piTTsburgh!</title>
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  <description>Hey guys i&apos;m in Pittsburgh right now. Is it exciting? Umm if you consider lots of time with your family exciting...sure!. Some exciting things have happened so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I saw the lady from Trading Spaces, dats muh sho! And her little carpender man, wow he is hot in person lol. ::whew::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I went out with my Uncle on his boat and we went in the locks. It was really cool and alot of people haven&apos;t been in them, but maybe thats cuz there are no rivers on hills and dams in Florida ::shrug::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I went to Canada! Wow i&apos;ve always wanted to say that, just cuz, wow its like saying you&apos;ve been to Alaska. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I stayed in a city called Bradford, and its like depressing. Everyone is so poor and the city just looked like shit. Plus in the hotel I had to sleep on the floor, and that made me sad. Gross. There were these skater kids tho, I wanted to be their friends. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tomarrow my aunt is comming and on Thursday we are going to Kennywood (an amusement park) i can&apos;t wait that should at least be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kaleeny have a great birthday on the 10th and i&apos;ll call you fo sho baby! You gotta tell me what your present is. Aww my baby turning 16! ::tear::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I realized alot of things this summer. Well this trip. Im not as terrified of planes, but that doesn&apos;t mean I like them. I realized what its like to not have any thing and not to take things for granted, well I learned that at camp. I listened to the same 3 song cd like this whole trip and it made me think alot. I really miss home and i&apos;m tired of lying and i&apos;m tired of running away from everything. Gosh its giving me pimples lol j/k. I realized things aren&apos;t going to happen if I sit around, so when I get back everything is going to be back on track. That makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Aww Derek wrote me and e-mail and it just made my wholllllllle day. Or week for that matter...lol &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xOxO-kriStin</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 Jul 2003 23:58:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title> gooDbye buT not forEver...</title>
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  <description>Yay! I&apos;m fine. I&apos;m not going to die, or go blind or any thing crazy. Score. I am so relieved, people were making me all worked up about nothing. Hmph! Yeah but whew, you don&apos;t understand. It was actually pretty fun going. Derek came to the park and hung out w/ me for about 1/2 an hour maybe, and then Kaleen came and joined. He left short after that. Aww it was fun while it lasted. I am not mean, and I was not hitting him. Jeez. lol. So then me and Kaleen were walking home and I decided that she was comming to the eye docters with me. Wow such a &lt;b&gt;GREAT&lt;/b&gt; friend. lol. So away we went. It was in the hospital. You walk down this hall way of doors and then when you go in the door its like this huge place. Pretty cool. So we waited there and then they made us go in the room with the little kids, ugh, I was reading a story out of High Light magazine and Kaleen just rips it away. How rude. So yeah I go into this little room and the lady puts funny glasses on me and makes me look at all these little things. Then she dialiates my eyes. Wow weird. I couldn&apos;t read. :-( I saw a picture of Kelly Clarkson and I think my hair would look kinda cool the colors hers was in this picture. --&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00007GUIO.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I duno, it looked better in the picture I saw in the magazine. I wouldn&apos;t get it cut like that, just the colors, wow red. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So any way yeah we went into the thing and the guy did this and that and at the end there was these 2 toys. An Elmo, with a guitar, and the worlds coolest thing. It was cookie monster and it sung &quot;when the saints go marching in&quot; and it was holding a trumpet, and when you put the trumpet in its mouth it would play it and not sing. It was soo soo cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home and Me, Kaleen, and Emily went to Chilies for dinner. A goodbye Kristin sorta thing. I couldn&apos;t see to well tho, but Kaleen thought I would run into things, weirdo. lol. It was fun,Steve from blues clues was our waiter. Yeah. Now i&apos;m just going to go pack and make sure everything is ready. I will miss everyone. See you August 11th. &amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xOxO-kriStin</description>
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