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  <title>Life or something like it</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 26 Nov 2004 21:31:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;ve never seen anything more pathetic......... than me.</title>
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  <description>Happy thanksgiving. I&quot;m thankful for a lot of things though not much at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;I love my sister to death,and i love it when she comes around, but i feel like i&apos;m two steps behind everyone when she&apos;s here. Now,as muc as i hate to admit it, i am jealous of her. Mom&apos;s so proud of her, and Erika really is a better person than i am. She&apos;s everythnig i wish i could be; she&apos;s everything mom wishes i could be. Mom supports me in everything i do, she wants me to be my own person, but i should have the same morals and virtues as her. I guess i resent the fact that i can&apos;t go to Shi&apos;Kays and get plastered with the two of them. Instead i&apos;m left in the house for 5 lonely hours, no  means of communication, all i hear is the sounds of the cats fighting in the background; and the enevitable fact that the rest of the world is havinhg a grand ol&apos; time.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t feel like myself lately though. It seems like everything is going wrong, even though nothing really IS wrong. I worry about school, i worry about j.c., i have these stupid ungovernable fears lately. I think it&apos;s because of that stupid Critical Thinking class. I never paid too much  attention to the world, but when you hear about it everyday, it scares me. I&apos;m scared of getting sick with some incurable crazy bioterrorism disease, i;m scared of war, i&apos;m scared of losing my grandparents, i&apos;m scared of losing my dad, i hate my self everytime i fight with someone and don&apos;t make ammends, i think &quot;what if i never see them again&quot;. It&apos;s driving me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like such a burden telling people my problems, i figure they don&apos;t need to know. But when i need to tell someone something. Take Felicia for example, the other day, i was all mopey, and she asked me what was the matter, so i go to tell her she starts to listen then starts yelling across the classroom to alison. See? She really doesn&apos;t care, she really doesn&apos;t want to know what&apos;s the matter. But she also doesn&apos;t want to go around with the guilt of knowing she left hr friend alone to cry. It&apos;s just for their own  staisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;But i&apos;m sick of it. And i distance myself form everyone, and i&apos;m scared that when these what should be insignificant problems (but aren&apos;t) go away... will my friends still be there. &lt;br /&gt;I figure no one even knows me, and i don&apos;t know any one else either. Everyone one knows whats on the surface, and thats all there is to me... but it&apos;s not. I don&apos;t know anyone else cuz no one ever tells me anything. Chaun especially, and i ahte that. It my biggest pet peeve where someone goes &quot;oh guess what i did!&quot; i ask what and they&apos;re like&quot; Oh i can&apos;t tell you&quot;. Fuck you, you shouln&apos;t have even brought it up! Chaun does that ALL the TIme!!!&lt;br /&gt;I hate this season, i&apos;m just gonna blame all this on the weather. Cold and gloomy, just like me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Oct 2004 21:16:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Somethings gotta go wrong cu i&apos;m feelin way too damn good</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m waiting for the metaphoric shit to hit the fan. i had a fabulous day. JOhnny was as sweet as pie. i got to show that slut racoon Barbara up by making out in front of her locker, ( which was a complete coinicdence, hand to god). I got an ok report card. I got a D in geometry, but that was to be expected.  I got a mother fucking C in Biology!!!!! Mr. WOlting is a sexist dooshbag nazi, and gave me a c. stupid ass. oh well, 9 more weeks and i&apos;m outta there. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m scaring myself....i am unenduribly in love with john, on certain days, and i am seriously crushing on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricky, who gives me mixed messages. (hehe, today he was checking out Rose&apos;s ass). I need to fix it fast or i&apos;m gonna end up doing something i&apos;ll regret later, either i&apos;ll kiss ricky, and be totally off base with him, or i&apos;ll break up with john and  want him back in a week. I have to fix it. I am actually getting over RIcky, cuz i think  he enjoys his drama way too much, cuz he keeps telling me this stupid shit about john. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane you so suck, Ms.Ellis called my house and told my mom, about my little bust up in class today, she&apos;s gonna think i was high or something, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find something to occupy my time  at home, i feel like i&apos;m going nuts.&lt;br /&gt;Ineed a job, i need a car. i need a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Oct 2004 21:03:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Gratitude to MaryJane</title>
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  <description>I don&apos;t know if her intentions were things she&apos;s done in her life, or in a weekend ...you never know with jane but my spin is things you&apos;ve done in a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from jane&apos;s journal&lt;br /&gt;[x] been drunk.&lt;br /&gt;[x] smoked pot.&lt;br /&gt;[x] smooched a member of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;[x] made out with a member of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] done more things with a member of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;[x] rode in a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;[x]been dumped.&lt;br /&gt;[x] gotten your heart broken.&lt;br /&gt;[x] shoplifted.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been fired.&lt;br /&gt;[x] had a job.&lt;br /&gt;[x] been in a fist fight.&lt;br /&gt;[x] snuck out of your parent&apos;s house. (sort of)&lt;br /&gt;[x] been arrested.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] stole something from your job.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] celebrated new years in times square.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] went on a blind date.&lt;br /&gt;[x] smoked a cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;[x] gone on an airplane by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] broken a bone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] had sex in a car. &lt;br /&gt;[x] White lied to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;[x] had a crush on a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] celebrated mardi-gras in new orleans.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been to europe.&lt;br /&gt;[x] taken caffiene pills.&lt;br /&gt;[x] been to disney world.&lt;br /&gt;[x] had a crush on someone you hardly knew.&lt;br /&gt;[x] been to california.&lt;br /&gt;[x] been skinny dipping.&lt;br /&gt;[x] regretted something.&lt;br /&gt;[x] peed on someones lawn.&lt;br /&gt;[x] skipped school.&lt;br /&gt;[x]thrown up from drinking.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]lost your sibling.&lt;br /&gt;[x] smooched a member of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;[x] made out with a member of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;[x] done more things with a member of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;[x] been in a car accident. (not a bad one though)&lt;br /&gt;[x] partied for days and days straight.&lt;br /&gt;[x] stayed up all night with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;[x] had a family member die.&lt;br /&gt;[x] played &apos;clue&apos;.&lt;br /&gt;[x] had a sleepover party.&lt;br /&gt;[x] went ice skating.&lt;br /&gt;[x] dropped xtasy.&lt;br /&gt;[x] been cheated on.&lt;br /&gt;[x] had a boyfriend/girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;[x] had a threesome.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had a quinceanera.hahaha &lt;br /&gt;[x] have a car.&lt;br /&gt;[x] drove.&lt;br /&gt;[x] had a conversation with a police officer&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had grey hair&lt;br /&gt;[x] done prank phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you...&lt;br /&gt;[x] have a crush. &lt;br /&gt;[x] have a dog.&lt;br /&gt;[x] have a cat.&lt;br /&gt;[x] have your own room.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] listen to GLASSJAW! &lt;br /&gt;[x] paint your nails.&lt;br /&gt;[x] play a sport.&lt;br /&gt;[x] play more than one sport. &lt;br /&gt;[x] watch sports on tv.&lt;br /&gt;[x] have a fav. group/singer/artist. &lt;br /&gt;[x] have more than 1 best friend.&lt;br /&gt;[x] get good grades.occasionally&lt;br /&gt;[x] play an instrument.&lt;br /&gt;[x] have slippers.&lt;br /&gt;[x] wear boxers.&lt;br /&gt;[x] wear black eyeliner &lt;br /&gt;[x] like the color blue.&lt;br /&gt;[x] like the color yellow.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] cyber.&lt;br /&gt;[x] like to read.&lt;br /&gt;[x] like to write.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] have a cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] have a laptop.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] have a pager.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] want a girl friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you...&lt;br /&gt;[x] ugly.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] pretty.&lt;br /&gt;[x] ok.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] bored.&lt;br /&gt;[x] happy.&lt;br /&gt;[x] bilingual. ...quadlingual&lt;br /&gt;[x] white.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] black.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] mexican/puerto rican.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] asian.&lt;br /&gt;[x] short.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] tall.&lt;br /&gt;[x] down to earth. &lt;br /&gt;[x] sick.&lt;br /&gt;[x] lazy.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] scared to die.&lt;br /&gt;[x] sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] in your room.&lt;br /&gt;[x] drinking something. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] eating something.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] in your pjs.&lt;br /&gt;[x] ticklish. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] listening to music.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] homophobic.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] racist.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Emo.&lt;br /&gt;[x] in love ...with my friends&lt;br /&gt;[x] recovering from heart break&lt;br /&gt;[x] straight&lt;br /&gt;[ ] bisexual&lt;br /&gt;[ ] gay&lt;br /&gt;[x] friendly&lt;br /&gt;[x] known in your area.&lt;br /&gt;[x] considered &quot;normal&quot; ... if by normal you mean crazy than yes</description>
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