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  <title>Cleansed of my sins</title>
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  <updated>2009-05-23T13:33:16Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaysea04:44935</id>
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    <title>Everything can change because of just one person</title>
    <published>2009-05-23T13:33:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-23T13:33:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There's this void within me&lt;br /&gt;I know why it exists&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, I've tried to fill it&lt;br /&gt;And during the day I feel like I have&lt;br /&gt;---There's someone else&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;When I'm trying to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were next to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss your smell&lt;br /&gt;I miss you rubbing my back&lt;br /&gt;I miss us never staying awake through a movie&lt;br /&gt;I miss staying up til 4am&lt;br /&gt;I miss your hand reaching for mine&lt;br /&gt;I miss your innocent smile&lt;br /&gt;I miss you carelessly playing your guitar&lt;br /&gt;I miss kissing you goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you at 1 today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----Please don't move.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaysea04:44646</id>
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    <title>Can I quote you for a second?</title>
    <published>2009-04-28T06:24:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-28T06:24:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hey Mercedes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm not the type to confront someone&lt;br /&gt;I let it linger inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I can deal with everything life has to offer on my own&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to flip out on someone&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't mind if I quote from text what you sent to me:&lt;br /&gt;"How about this well take it slow and in a month when i show you that im in and mean it! we can call it a relationship and actually date!"&lt;br /&gt;That was April 1&lt;br /&gt;It's April 28.&lt;br /&gt;Good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2:24am&lt;br /&gt;Take it for what it is&lt;br /&gt;You've heard worse from me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaysea04:44475</id>
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    <title>2:08am..what good can come of it?</title>
    <published>2009-04-28T06:17:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-28T06:26:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fan.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">After a long talk with Becki at Tannersville Inn then Pocono Pub...I've realized alot.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a big believer in holding on&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for the best&lt;br /&gt;That everything works out&lt;br /&gt;I think that's why I'm such a calm person&lt;br /&gt;I think that all went to hell tonight&lt;br /&gt;I. Can't. Believe. I. Trusted. A. Word. You. Said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have these dreams&lt;br /&gt;They only happen every once in awhile&lt;br /&gt;I have this dream where two people are hanging out&lt;br /&gt;To get into more detail:&lt;br /&gt;I owned a house and lived with 3 other people&lt;br /&gt;One of those people had an ex-girlfriend over in my kitchen&lt;br /&gt;I questioned what was going on...&lt;br /&gt;Back to real life:I woke up with a strange feeling in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;And then today&lt;br /&gt;I find out they were in fact hanging out the night before&lt;br /&gt;While I was dreaming of them&lt;br /&gt;I'm beyond creeped out.&lt;br /&gt;I also have these strong gut feelings&lt;br /&gt;I've had them for as long as I can remember&lt;br /&gt;They've never been wrong&lt;br /&gt;EVER.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for some reason&lt;br /&gt;I still want you.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaysea04:44221</id>
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    <title>Only for a Second</title>
    <published>2009-04-18T22:11:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-18T22:11:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My life is on a 6 month merry-go-round&lt;br /&gt;I don't want that anymore&lt;br /&gt;But I can't get it to stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of being sick&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of wasting time&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of the games&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of the confusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I know what I have to offer&lt;br /&gt;And when I've moved on&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the one feeling like a fool&lt;br /&gt;When you realize what you've lost...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaysea04:43973</id>
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    <title>It's the thoughts that boil up inside of you...</title>
    <published>2009-02-28T03:40:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-28T03:42:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">That will make you lose your mind.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is spiraling out of control&lt;br /&gt; And there is nothing I can do about it&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be alone anymore.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaysea04:43673</id>
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    <title>:)</title>
    <published>2008-12-26T05:41:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-26T05:41:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaysea04:43457</id>
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    <title>Sometimes people change</title>
    <published>2008-12-24T04:22:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-24T04:22:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">And it will be unexpected&lt;br /&gt;And quite unfortunate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time heals that which reality cannot.&lt;br /&gt;Take it to heart&lt;br /&gt;It's the only advice to live by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas in two days.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaysea04:43081</id>
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    <title>Almost</title>
    <published>2008-06-04T22:02:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-04T22:02:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Riley being insane</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I think it's about that time&lt;br /&gt;To move&lt;br /&gt;Out of this town&lt;br /&gt;Out of this county&lt;br /&gt;Out of this state&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to grow up&lt;br /&gt;I want to stay young&lt;br /&gt;I want to be 5 and run around the playground&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a kid turning 22 in 6 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewind&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward&lt;br /&gt;Someone's hit pause&lt;br /&gt;Just on my life&lt;br /&gt;Not on reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel refreshed&lt;br /&gt;I feel so dirty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move with me?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaysea04:42981</id>
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    <title>I've taken a hint</title>
    <published>2008-05-26T01:31:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-26T01:31:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Finally.&lt;br /&gt;It took me a little while&lt;br /&gt;But I've read the signs&lt;br /&gt;Read the words&lt;br /&gt;Read the body language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're unhappy&lt;br /&gt;Remember you could have been&lt;br /&gt;You would have been&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past is the past&lt;br /&gt;If you can't remember that&lt;br /&gt;You'll never move on&lt;br /&gt;You'll never be happy&lt;br /&gt;The wounds will never heal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't we all just be more straightforward?&lt;br /&gt;Save each other time&lt;br /&gt;I hate wasting time</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaysea04:42650</id>
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    <title>March 24, 2005</title>
    <published>2008-05-02T04:27:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-02T04:27:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Three years ago, I was a genius. &lt;br /&gt;Three years ago, I felt the same way I do now.&lt;br /&gt;Three years ago, my closest friends were down the road.&lt;br /&gt;Three years ago, this is what I had to say...&lt;br /&gt;...and it took the words right out of my mouth today.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot do everything you set your mind to. Love will not last forever. The memories you cherish now will be long gone by the time you're out of college. Lies are the way of the world.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone lies. I lie. My friends lie. My mom lies. My dad lies. My brother lies. And eventually it will come and fuck us in the ass. For some reason I always know when I'm being lied to. For some reason I always know everybody's little secrets and every so often i get to the breaking point. The point where sometimes there's no one to turn to. A point where crying is not the option and thinking just drives you more insane. When this happens I just sit there. I sit and wait until I'm about to freak out and just when i'm to the point of causing some unfixable damage, it all goes away. A simple hug, tears are shed, words are spoken, anything to show some sort of hope in the future. &lt;br /&gt;I wish I could erase the past several months from my mind. Back when I knew nothing because right now it's eating me inside. I almost spilled the secret twice, but it's not my place to say. &lt;br /&gt;May 1,2008-Wow! I was one insightful bitch :)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaysea04:42295</id>
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    <title>ALLISON COLL GO READ MARCH 16, 2006 ENTRY!</title>
    <published>2008-05-02T03:33:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-02T03:37:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;They'd need the sharpest shears to cut this knot in my stomach.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing people do not realize&lt;br /&gt;Is there are eyes everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Someone who knows someone is watching your moves&lt;br /&gt;Reporting back to make the healing time quicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(What'd you expect from a daughter of a private investigator?)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does a gut feeling come from?&lt;br /&gt;Do only some people get them?&lt;br /&gt;Most are wrong, but what if yours are always right?&lt;br /&gt;I made my feeling known to a few&lt;br /&gt;$1 per person who doubted it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or choked on their drink at the thought&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do better than that &lt;i&gt;(her)&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;But do not worry I won't tell anyone&lt;br /&gt;It can be our &lt;b&gt;beautiful&lt;/b&gt; secret</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaysea04:42043</id>
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    <title>Times are Changing</title>
    <published>2008-05-01T20:40:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-01T20:41:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Good Life</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I hear ya loud and clear finally&lt;br /&gt;---We weren't on the same frequency.&lt;br /&gt;My wall has crumbled from a simple crack&lt;br /&gt;---Bulldozer away the remains.&lt;br /&gt;Buckle up, I'm speeding out of this town&lt;br /&gt;---But I'm running on E.&lt;br /&gt;I left tire marks outside your house&lt;br /&gt;---You'll have to remember me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stepping out of my rut today&lt;br /&gt;It was alot more shallow than I had thought&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the time spent wasn't all it was cracked up to be&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;............It was.&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaysea04:41941</id>
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    <title>How it goes</title>
    <published>2008-01-07T05:46:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-07T05:46:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">People grow up, they change...sometimes this brings them closer sometimes it pulls them apart</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaysea04:41680</id>
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    <title>December 4</title>
    <published>2007-12-04T00:08:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-04T00:08:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yessss to no underages&lt;br /&gt;Hellooo to the bars</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaysea04:41438</id>
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    <title>Maturing or just pushed by time?</title>
    <published>2007-09-25T13:52:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-25T13:52:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am finally thinking of my future&lt;br /&gt;Internships, jobs, 401ks, cars, houses, boats&lt;br /&gt;I think I am finally set on a future&lt;br /&gt;The luck of messing up?&lt;br /&gt;I signed up for an accounting class that I thought was a required business class&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;It's actually an accounting majors course&lt;br /&gt;It's with my favorite professor&lt;br /&gt;I can't complain&lt;br /&gt;Looks like my mistake ended up sorting out my future&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to graduate and go off into the working world&lt;br /&gt;Even though 9-5 jobs are rare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just in shock that I've sorted out my future&lt;br /&gt;By a simple mistake of scheduling.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaysea04:41078</id>
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    <title>3rd year already?</title>
    <published>2007-08-28T18:54:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-28T18:54:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really don't know how it has been 3 years already.&lt;br /&gt;I've changed my mind on what I wanted to do probably 20 times.&lt;br /&gt;That's the thing about college...&lt;br /&gt;No one judges you for changing your mind.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I've learned is... I love money.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaysea04:40814</id>
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    <title>KOP</title>
    <published>2007-08-07T02:34:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-07T02:34:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Spent the whole day at the mall with Dave and Amanda&lt;br /&gt;Bought absolutely nothing&lt;br /&gt;---Earrings, flip flops, polo, flip flops&lt;br /&gt;Chanel shades $350&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like those fools at $140 and $300&lt;br /&gt;I was so determined to end up broke too&lt;br /&gt;I'm wayyy too picky&lt;br /&gt;I'm going shopping tomorrow after work&lt;br /&gt;     &amp; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost died going done&lt;br /&gt;Screw people who don't know how to merge&lt;br /&gt;Coming home was interesting&lt;br /&gt;We might possibly be insane</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaysea04:40489</id>
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    <title>It's Raining Outside</title>
    <published>2007-07-04T23:29:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-04T23:29:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">And it's the fourth of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for payday..&lt;br /&gt;Pedicure&lt;br /&gt;Hair</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaysea04:40413</id>
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    <title>Three Entries in One Day?!</title>
    <published>2007-05-23T17:15:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-23T17:15:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I just read back to last year on my livejournal. I must get a summer itch...&lt;br /&gt;June 27, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like my life is at a stand still&lt;br /&gt;I need out of this town&lt;br /&gt;I love everyone dearly but I want change&lt;br /&gt;I mean move out&lt;br /&gt;Live on my own&lt;br /&gt;Have debt&lt;br /&gt;Enter the real world&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to rely on mommy and daddy anymore&lt;br /&gt;I want my own place&lt;br /&gt;Someplace I can come home to knowing it is mine&lt;br /&gt;I just want to move on past all this bullshit&lt;br /&gt;I might just leave ESU&lt;br /&gt;And move&lt;br /&gt;Now.&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain areas of my life are slightly messed up right now&lt;br /&gt;I have alot of thinking to do&lt;br /&gt;Do I take a chance?&lt;br /&gt;What if I get hurt?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't life about taking chances and hoping for the best?&lt;br /&gt;But what if those chances are the same one you have been taking over and over again&lt;br /&gt;Is it really a chance if you know the outcome before you even take it?&lt;br /&gt;I think I just made my decision without even thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------My life has not changed one bit&lt;br /&gt;I sit here today&lt;br /&gt;Questioning things of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I think too much&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I don't think enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how she said,&lt;br /&gt;"She'll want to go back to Cleveland"&lt;br /&gt;And all you said is "Good I hope she does"&lt;br /&gt;Cleveland is not my intention&lt;br /&gt;You'd be able to find me there.</content>
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    <title>I'm a nerd.</title>
    <published>2007-05-23T17:04:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-23T17:04:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dean's list. I'll take it!</content>
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    <title>I need a change...</title>
    <published>2007-05-23T16:58:08Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-23T16:58:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I miss my grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is lately, but I just find myself crying and thinking about him. He's been gone almost 2 years and I'm not even close to being over it. We dropped some of my bro's stuff off at Gram's on Monday and she gave me the biggest hug. I need to see her more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really considering moving to North Carolina. I need a change of scenery desperately. I may as well while I can before I get a career going. Going to my brother's graduation out in Cleveland (2 awards for excellence in sociology and engineering with communications and computer, and duel degrees in sociology and electrical engineering, cum laude)--I am very proud of him regardless of how I act about everything.  I hope he loves Law school! Anyhow, being in Cleveland was a real eye opener. I don't want to be in Pennsylvania anymore. I didn't want to leave Ohio. It was absolutely GORGEOUS!!! I need to apply to new schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a change of place and a change of faces. This place is officially a shithole.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing really here for me anymore. I am 20 years old, time to grow up and move on (Some people need to take this advice as well). Zorn and I will be taking over NC shortly.</content>
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    <title>2 years...</title>
    <published>2006-12-30T05:19:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-30T05:19:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Silence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;I must be some sort of idiot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go wash that last bit of sand&lt;br /&gt;Off of my feet&lt;br /&gt;To wash away that entire memory</content>
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    <title>Dirty Jersey</title>
    <published>2006-12-25T07:30:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-25T07:30:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I spent Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Running in the sand&lt;br /&gt;Climbing on rocks&lt;br /&gt;Sandy Hook&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;The beach and I have a love affair&lt;br /&gt;I can't say the same for myself and Jersey&lt;br /&gt;Although i did enjoy&lt;br /&gt;Singing and dancing hour after hour&lt;br /&gt;In the Blazer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You&lt;br /&gt;You made my Christmas!</content>
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    <title>December 4...to not be a teen</title>
    <published>2006-12-13T21:51:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-13T21:52:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Things that shocked me:&lt;br /&gt;Kati calling at midnight&lt;br /&gt;Kristine calling at 12:30&lt;br /&gt;2894 birthday wishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the unexpected cannot be described in words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y18/kace1289/ROSES.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Parents Couch...</title>
    <published>2006-12-02T06:48:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-02T06:48:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There is no where else to go&lt;br /&gt;When you are kicked out of your own home&lt;br /&gt;at 1am&lt;br /&gt;For selfish reasoning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!!</content>
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