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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 03:55:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.lets101.com/quizzes/stars_say&quot; style=&quot;border:0px solid blue; &quot;&gt; &lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://www.lets101.com/images/quiz/zodiac_taurus_txt.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets101 - &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.lets101.com&quot;&gt;Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with this for the most part...besides the outgoing and likes attention part. I hate having attention drawn to me and I am not very outgoing. I thnk eveyrthing else fits to a T! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Life is good in general. I have to do a major update...but I havent had time to just sit and write forever. I have rounds in 2 mintes....so eventually I will find time!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jul 2007 22:02:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m evil</title>
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  <description>So, last night...I got a little drunk. It was my friend Ariel&apos;s going away kind of party...within our immediate friends and some others. So, I had a few drinks and stuff. It was a fun night....just being with my family again was really nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started thinking, that this was the first summer I could say that I had fun. This is the first summer I have made plans with my friends and have kept those plans. They didn&apos;t cancel on me at the last minute or pick their boyfriend over me. These friends care about me and my feelings. These friends call and text me every week, and we see each other as much as possible. It really clicked in my head that these people are going to be a hue part of my life from now on, and I love them all so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, being in my condition, I decided that I would let my old friends know how I felt. I sent them a text message saying something along the lines of: &quot;Thanks for being such bad friends and making my life hell for 4 years. Thanks you for making me afraid to open up to people, because now I cant open up to the people i know will not hurt me.&quot; So I got replies back along the lines of, &quot;Nice to know you are feeling that way&quot; and &quot;what?&quot;. So I told Becky, who was all pissed, that I meant that she was a sucky friend, and the I explained that she always cancelled on me and spent more time with someone she supposedly hates, than someone who is supposed to be one of her best friends. She replied with some bulls hit about her being a great friend. I told her she wasn&apos;t...and re-explained what I just said. Then she told me we could continue our talk in the morning when I wasn&apos;t drunk. and I was like...whatever...Bye bye. &lt;br /&gt;So I told linz pretty much the same thing and then I called her a slut. She asked where that came from. So I told her that it was because she slept with anyone/anything with two legs. She replied with something like, &quot;Everyone has their own opinion and if that is what they think of me, that&apos;s fine. I don’t care.&quot; So then I ended it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t heard from either of them today. I have to say that it felt really good to get it off my chest. I wish I had done it sooner.  I know that I may have lost them, but what I gained was a sense of self. I gained the courage to stand up for myself and the knowledge of love. My real friends supported my decision, were a little shocked at first, but were glad that I finally did what I needed to do. I know that I may seem like a bitch, but after all the hell they put me through….I deserve a little fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I may never hear from them again and they had said that our friendship would last forever. However I now know the true meaning of friendship, and the true meaning of forever.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2007 08:37:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Nights like This</title>
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  <description>I just wanted to say that I had an amazing night tonight! I went to club rise with some of my best friends. I had never been clubbing in Denver before and it was amazing. I had so much fun. Even if we did spend the last 10 minutes just taking pictures! It was such a fun night and I realized that these are the things I will remember as life goes on. These are the memories that will last, not the stupid stuff that high school was. My life this past year and in eth years to come is what i will remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went out dancing because Ariel wanted to. She is leaving for Israel laster this month. So, we&apos;re all trying to spend time with her while we can. But anyway...the night was so muhc fun. We danced and took breaks and had fun. Hell, we even talked about stupid stuff like the power rangers. It was funny....it was me, malia, mayra and arturo. We went up to our other friends and were like &quot;It&apos;s morphin time!&quot; So that was prety funny. Then we were pretending to morph againa nd mayra was like &quot;wait, which one am I again?&quot; Then we went dancing some more. All in all a good night.....a nice way to see my friends before I go to Miami!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went into college wanting to make new friends, friends that really understood me and that were like me. I can honestly say I found them. I mean, come on....we can do teh dumbest things and just laugh until it hurts. But we are also there for teh times when things hurt and when  crying is inevitable. However, through it all, the bond remains. It&apos;s amazing that we all get each other and that we will always be there for one another. We all give and take; it&apos;s nice to get back some of what you put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point being...Nights like tonight are amazing!! Amazing friends make amazing memories. It was a nice interlude before my family vacation! I love my friends! (F-L-S........C-HOP)</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Mar 2007 05:33:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I quit</title>
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  <description>I quit the process for the sorority. It was a very long week. It has actually just been a very long two weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wednesday before, the 7th, I was questioned about leaking information regarding the educational process to my friends. So was my friend Malia. We both got warnings since it was our first offense. After that everything continued on like normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this past monday, they expelled malia from the process and my friend Ariel, left with her. So, it wa down to four of us. We went on with it and then later, I guess that my friend Vicky came in angry as all hell and confronted the girls. They didnt like that very much and Vicky told them that she didn&apos;t want to be associated with teh sorority. They were also picking on my friend Mayra, because supposedly she played a part in all this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tuesday, we had a presentation to give after their meeting. It was a long one too...because a lot of the girls showed up to voice their opinions. They must have said something to Mayra because she was crying so hard when we got there. And i guess Vicky gave up her letters that night. Then my friend Ariel wrote a letter expressing her feelings, which they proceeded to rip up. Then our DP( the person incahrge of our process) sat us down ater our presentation to talk about what was going on. Supposedly they had proof about malia giving away infromation on the process...by talking to some of our friends in another fraternity...and those friends discussed our information with their dp...who told his fiancee who is part of teh sorority at the college in colorado springs. The other thing she was doing was sendng e-mails containing information. Then our DP said that Vicky got violent with her the night before and tried to hit her, which is totally unlike vicky. So, then Mayra cam ein and apologized for not being in our session...and the other three girls left were about ot jump down her throat. So, after that our DP read the letter Ariel wrote, well only the parts she wanted to. So after that...I went back ad talked to ariel, mayra, and our friends from the fraternity. We did some research and found out that everything our dp told us was a lie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, wednesday...I met with the other 3 girls and they asked me what I thoughht of ariel&apos;s letter. They were all apaled and disrespected...even though teh letter wasnt directed towards them at all. So, I told them I thought she handled it very well and professionally. Then they started ganging up on me. I also told them that I was having mixed feelings about teh soroity and that Mayra, Ariel, and Vicky knew about it. They got mad that I went ot the girls I would consider my sisters first before the 3 of them who were going to be my sisters. They wanted to knwo why I went to the others before them and that I wasnt supposed ot be doing that anyway...blah blah blah. So we had session and stuff that night and they kept talking about sisterhood and how it is a strong bond. They also said sisterhood is greater than friendship and that it is something we would treasure. I sat there thinking, I could not build a sisterhood with the 3 girls left. I just knew in my heart that it wasn&apos;t going ot happen. I also thought that if something was really bad, I knew I could rely on my friends, Vicky, mayra, Ariel, Malia, Arturo, Michael, Will, Amy and Devon before I could count on the girls in teh sorority. Also, they were out ot get me....why be a part of an organization that doesn&apos;t want you. that night I knew that I had to make a decision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, I decided that right now, the sorority was not the right thing for me. I did not want ot be manipulated and lied to and I did not want to become the person that lies and manipulates others to get them to believe stuff. I also decided that if they were looking for ways to kick me out, they didn&apos;t want me in the first place. which made me wonder because I thought I was a good person and that any organization would consider me an asset. I guess not. I consulted Vicky, Ariel and my Mom and then I called the dp. She sounded mad, but whatever. I just told her that I felt the way I did with drama senior year...that it was more a chore, a burden, then something I wanted to do that made me happy. Also, that my academics are everything ot me and without them I am nothing, so at this point in time, I am nothing because my performance is not what it shoudl be. Then I felt free. I told the girls, who sounded mad, even though they had promised me they would support me in my decision (I mean the 3 that I was left with). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, nwo my life can return to normal. I can concentrate on school, my friends, and having fun. Thank god I am on spring break right now!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Feb 2007 21:37:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Exciting News!!!</title>
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  <description>I got the RA position I really wanted!! I am so happy right now!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Nov 2006 03:06:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My turn</title>
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  <description>Comment and I&apos;ll give you a letter; then you list 10 things you love that begin with that letter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eryn gave me the letter J.....this is a hard one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journals- I like to write in my journal, especially when I am feeling so much at one time that I need to sort it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy- I know it&apos;s stupid, but I am enjoying being happy right now. The &quot;joy&quot; that my friends bring me right now is so amazing. I have never felt this way before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jewelry- I love to put on fun jewelry on rare occasions. I just love the feeling that it gives me, I feel like a princess in a fairy tale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jammin to my music- Music is my life. Just sitting in my room jammin to it is like heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jumping- I love jumping around, especially when I am hyper and out with my friends. I also like jumping when its like jump rope or from the exercise video I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam- on bagels it is amazing!! It makes them taste so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jelly- on peanut butter sandwiches....especially when there is nothing good in the cafeteria. PB&amp;J has been a favorite of mine since I was little. My grandma would make it for me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeans- I love wearing jeans!! They are soo comfertable...especially cuz now they are starting to fit loose!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July- is usually one of the warmest months here in Colorado. Also the month that so much happens in my summertimes. It is also the month that my Grandma was born. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junk food- especially chocolate!! It is my weakness, but I have gotten so good that I only have it on occasion....when I feel the absolute need to. and it tastes sooooooo good!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 03 Nov 2006 19:48:38 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So, guess what I did last night? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a male auction. The gusy that we are friends with auctioned themselves off. It was quite entertaining, they put on a little show...complete with runway walking, talents, and the macarena. It was great fun to watch. It was also fun to watch my RA Ariel go crazy over bidding for pretty much every guy. She wanted all of us to buy one. That didn&apos;t quite happen. It was funny because the girls were getting all competetive for the guys. Seriously, 1 guy sold for $100. It was great how the two sids of the room would go back and fourth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; However, while watching I had abit of a dilemma. I think that I am falling hard for a certain guy. He&apos;s cute, he&apos;s nice, he can sing...he writes his own songs...he sang part of one that made my heart act all funky. And here&apos;s the best part: he doesn&apos;t know that I exist. Okay, well, he kind of does...but just not in that kind of way. But he is still a typical guy. Why? I guess that he and his brother stayed at a sorority house, got drunka nd slept with the girls. Now, I dont knwo any of these girls, but accoridng to my friends that do knwo them...they are all a bunch of sluts and sleep around like mad. Why is it that guys prefer slutty girls...as opposed to decent girls? and why are all slutty girls some of teh ugliest fuckers in the world, and yet they still have had more guys want them than some nice girl who is fairly attractive. I&apos;m not attractive...but more on that later. So, anyway....my heart is breaking...and it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note. School is going great! So, is the rest of college life in general. i have made so many more friends than I expected and the people that I have made friends with are wonderful. I can totally be myself around them. The best thing is that they are so totally supportive and caring. I feel so lucky to have them in my life. It&apos;s nice to knwo that people actually care about me. People that live so close to me. I love this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, ia m happy but at the same time...my heart has been split in half. I suppose that&apos;s what can be expected. It always happens.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Oct 2006 17:26:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>WHY??!!</title>
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  <description>Why are guys so confusing?? I mean seriously, why are they so confusing? why do they make us go crazy wondering if they lie us? why do they give subtle hints, but never do anything? WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went out partying last night. It was a costume party...he he. So, I was a cat...I just dressed up so that I could pay $2. Anyway, night started off pretty good. We got ready at Milia&apos;s house...a couple of people had some drinks..I was NOT one of them. I did get offered some, but I declined...cuz I can have fun without drinking. Although I was kind of tempted to try it just to see how I would act. Is that bad? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got to the club....had to wait for FOREVER in the freezing cold. But then we got inside and it was all worth it. 3 1/2 hours of dancing....my feet are killing me today. So, we meet up with our normal group of guys and Michael is of course one of them. The thing was, tonight he didn&apos;t seem as reserved around me. He &quot;danced&quot; with me a few times, not like he dances with the other girls, but he did dance with me. He hasn&apos;t done that before. He also has started to give me hugs, before we kind of just exchanged glances and mumbled, &quot;hi.&quot; But yeah, the whole dancing thing....he would dance with me until some realy slutty girl, or our RA Ariel came around. I feel so bad because I think he likes her, but she has no intent of ever goig out with him or naything. And then, there is me, every guys friend. Although it does pay to have guy friends because they save you from creepy drunnk guys...seriously, this dude came and was all up in my space and then he tried ot grab my ass!! I was appaled....and luckily Michael saw and came and &quot;rescued&quot; me. Then the drunk guy went on to my other friends...who I think one was kinda drunk....so they didnt care. I&apos;m all fro dancing....but seriously...grabbing my ass...ugh...guys are asswholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah....anyway...I&apos;m pretty sure that Michael doesnt like me. But he acts so weird around me...and he treats me diferently than all the other girls. It&apos;s like he&apos;s a more reserved person when I am around. i wonder if its because he knows how shy I am, or because he thinks that I like him, or if its because he secretly hates me. I really don&apos;t want to confront him though because I dont want things to get awkward. So, I guess I will just go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happy note: I aced my History Midterm!!!!! I beat Joe, who thought he was gonna get a better grade than the &quot;smartest person in the dorm&quot;. But I beat him!!! Go me. Now if i ca just bring my spanish grade up...and I think I will, cuz I went ot my tutor and he made soo much sense...and then I came home and did some exercises and I understood what the hell i was doing. &lt;br /&gt;Also tomorrow is FRIDAY...which means 2 classes, gym and then HOME!!! I am so excited!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Oct 2006 04:25:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So....I realize that I haven&apos;t updated in forever ....i feel like I kinda drifted off the face of the earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been partying it up these past two weeks. Last friday we went to this club called The Spot. Well, it wasn&apos;t all that great...the music is what sucked. So, after that we went to IHOP and spent quite a while there. It was fun, especially cuz a big group of us went. It was all the Naco (fraternity) guys and then me, mayra, amy, ariel, devon, vicky, malia, darsella, and danielle. After IHOP we booke dit to malia&apos;s house to watch 10 Things I hate about you! Then we came home. I didnt get home that weekend until 4 in the morning. It was pretty sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thursday night I went Salsa dancing. It was pretty fun! went with the Naco guys who are Arturo, Michael, Nelson, Jesus, Tony,and Valentino. They are pretty nice guys. Also went with Vicky, Mayra, Malia, Devon, Darsella, and a couple of sorority girls. We took the lessons beforehand...naturally my partner was a girl. And then after that we danced our pants off. We stayed out until 2 that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night (Friday) we went to the NACO party  at this bar here in greeley. It was pretty fun, I actually kinda danced with a couple guys, but nothing big. The one guy I wanted to dance with....didn&apos;t dance with me. I had a great time though. It was a lot of mexican and reagaton music which is stuff that I like to dance to. Again, stayed out until 3. But it was so fun. There were a lot of hot guys there, only problem is they were hitting on the wrong girls. I got a little annoyed I guess, but oh well. I think I&apos;m gonna stay single the rest of my life anyway....so guys aren&apos;t a major concern. Dancing was so fun, but when I got back my feet were killing me. I danced teh whole night only sitting out for a couple of slow songs and one or two rap songs that I didnt like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...that&apos;s my social life. My love life...is nonexistant. I hate that the one guy that I actually see myself with...is caught up with his ex-girlfriend...and sends me these mixed signals. I just hate  guys, I honestly do. Especially after last night...nothing happened to me, but to a close friend of mine. acually this reminded me of a situation I was once in. So, my friend Malia really likes this guy...well, I guess at the after party last night, teh guy she likes slept with her best friend, because her best friend was the one insisting on it. It sucks that guys can hurt us girls so badly. I think of all the times that I have been hurt and it sucks. and at the clubs, when the guy I like dances with every other girl there but me, it makes me think...what the hell is wrong with me? I guess I just feel like there is something wrog with me. All gusy ever see me as is a friend or as their ticket to one of my friends, or their information. I guess that I am tired of feeling that way. i just hate thinking that there is something wrong with me because I have never been involved with a guy. and i know that there are plenty of girls that haven&apos;t been....and most of them are so gorgeous I wonder why. I also wonder why my friends, Becky and Lindsay, who are so ugy attract guys and me, who I guess you could say is slightly better looking can&apos;t even seems ot attract one guy. I guess that going out make sme realize why I never used to in teh first place. I mean, sometimes i feel like such an outcast.....or I dont feel good about myself. Maybe it is just me....I just wish that some guy would come up and ask me to dance...or that that one guy would just dance with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going okay. I am doing great in all my classes except Spanish. I have a C in that class which is now probably an even lower C because I got a D on my last test. I am going to get a tutor....and personally I think teh professor hates me. Because on my midterm sheet, he cheked off that my work was of fair qaulity, even though I do all the homework and turn it in on time and complete. Whatever, everyone else who has had hima nd people in my class, say that hes an ass and they hate him. But my otehr classes are great!! I have As in the other 3 and a B in math. so, those classes are going great. They are also the reason that I have been dubbed the &quot;smart one&quot; in our dorm. I kind of like that title. I ahvent been called the msart one since middle school. It feels nice to be the smartest again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have bored you all enough for today. Maybe I&apos;ll do the same tomorrow....but I just needed to get some thoughts our of my head..even though they will still be there tomorrow. But anyway...again, sorry that this was boring. But I love ya all!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Sep 2006 16:34:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>It&apos;s someone&apos;s special day today!!! That&apos;s right...you guessed it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT&apos;s INBAL&apos;S BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday dear Inbal&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU LOTS!!!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Aug 2006 03:05:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>College Life</title>
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  <description>so....College life is amazing! I love it. The dorm is pretty sweet. My roommate is pretty nice. She is hardly ever here. I feel kinda bad because I am usually in teh room when she is and she is always out when I am in teh room. So, I get room time to myself and she doesnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah...our room is nice and spacious...I need to get more stuff for the walls....the bareness is driving me nuts. I stil ahve to get used to walking down teh hall to go to the bathroom and shower. But that will come in time, I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone here is so nice. I feel inda bad because people keep trying to include me, but all I want to do is be alone. Yeah, it&apos;s been some time and I took a day for myself. But I still feel bad continuing with my life even thoughI know its what she would ahve wanted. I don&apos;t know. Also, I just dont like being around people anymore. It&apos;s not fun, I do it, but I just dont feel the same way. I stare off into space, I feel isolated and alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it here, and yeah I know people say to make friends and stuff. But right now, I dont want to do that. I want to do my schoolwork and spend a lot of time with my family. We are all trying to move on. It&apos;s so hard. I just want to call my grandma and tell ehr I am okay. But I can&apos;t, cuz she is gone. I go to pick up the phoen and then realize that she wont answer. It&apos;s really hard. I also know that my mom is struggling and I feel horrible that I cant be there for her.So, thats why every weekend for a while I will be going home. I want to be with my family because it helps ease the pain that I feel in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks! College is supposed ot be fun. and it is...dont get me wrong I am loving it up here. However, at the same time I am feeling a little down. I dunno, maybe it will go away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I hav had 2 classes and so far, it doesnt seem so bad. We&apos;ll see what I think after tomorrow! I have two more classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWF: &lt;br /&gt;8-8:50 Spanish 301&lt;br /&gt;9:05-9:55 History 101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday/Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;9:30-10:45  Mexican American Studies&lt;br /&gt;12:30-1:45  Math 181&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;11:15-12:05- Freshman Seminar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s pretty sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya all lots and talk to ya later!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Aug 2006 05:10:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Update</title>
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  <description>So...because I know that you guys care..I&apos;m giving you all an update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma had teh angioplasty procedure done this morning at 8:00 AM. Yes, they made us wait until today to do the blasted thing. Yesterday was spent with nothing but worry about how she was going to be. I mean, she was stable and looked great...but waiting to hear news about when the procedure would be done was awful. I stayed at the hospital most of teh day and came home at like 8 and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...I wasnt allowed to go to the hopsital that she was transferred to, but I did get a call at like 9:45 saying she was okay. She should come home tomorrow and then I probably won&apos;t be on cuz I volunteered to stay with her tomorow nighta nd thursday and possibly friday. I figured it&apos;s teh least that I can do..she babysat me for 10 years and I am her favorite grandchild...so yeah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, like I said, I knew you gusy woould care to hear that I am not a basket case anymore...well, a little less than usual....and that I am still sane. I dont knwo what I would have done if anything had gone wrong!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I feel so relieved right now!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Aug 2006 06:22:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So I am just writing this quick entry to tell everyone that my Grandma had a heart attck...and I was at teh hospital for quite a while. I will be going back early tomorrow since they are gonna be doing som tests on her to see if she has  clogged artery and if she will need surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie, I havent gotten to your story yet and I am so sorry...I was expecting to after my scholarship reception, but then we got a call from teh hospital! I promise that after I know whats going on and they let my grandma out (hopefully tomorrow) I will read and review it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inbal, thanks for your text...it made me feel better!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love ya all and now I gotta head ot bed so i can get up early to go check on my grandma!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Aug 2006 03:29:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>boredom!!!!</title>
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  <description>(&lt;a href=&quot;http://pyesetz.furtopia.org/meme-3col-DeathNote.html&quot;&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to post your own answers for this meme.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;background-color: white&quot; border=&quot;1&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;6&quot;&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I miss somebody right now.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I don&apos;t watch much &lt;b&gt;TV&lt;/b&gt; these days.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I own lots of &lt;b&gt;books&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(yup, that I do!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I wear &lt;b&gt;glasses&lt;/b&gt; or contact lenses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(contacts, but sometimes I wear my glasses)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I love to play &lt;b&gt;video games&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;ve tried &lt;b&gt;marijuana&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;ve watched &lt;b&gt;porn&lt;/b&gt; movies.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have been the &lt;b&gt;psycho-ex&lt;/b&gt; in a past relationship.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I believe &lt;b&gt;honesty&lt;/b&gt; is usually the best policy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(yeah, pretty much)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I &lt;b&gt;curse&lt;/b&gt; sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(ha ha ha...sometimes...ha ha)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(yeah, I think you could say that)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I carry my &lt;b&gt;knife&lt;/b&gt;/razor everywhere with me.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have broken someone&apos;s &lt;b&gt;bones&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I have a secret that I am &lt;b&gt;ashamed&lt;/b&gt; to reveal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I hate the &lt;b&gt;rain&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I&apos;m &lt;b&gt;paranoid&lt;/b&gt; at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I would get &lt;b&gt;plastic surgery&lt;/b&gt; if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I need/&lt;b&gt;want money&lt;/b&gt; right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(hello..COLLEGE)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I love &lt;b&gt;sushi&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I talk really, really fast.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have fresh &lt;b&gt;breath&lt;/b&gt; in the morning.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have long &lt;b&gt;hair&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have &lt;b&gt;lost money&lt;/b&gt; in Las Vegas.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I have at least one &lt;b&gt;sibling&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I was born in a &lt;b&gt;country&lt;/b&gt; outside of the U.S.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I have worn &lt;b&gt;fake hair&lt;/b&gt;/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(prom, homecoming, graudation, etc.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I couldn&apos;t survive without &lt;b&gt;Caller I.D.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I like the way that I look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(most days)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have &lt;b&gt;lied&lt;/b&gt; to a good friend in the last 6 months.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am usually &lt;b&gt;pessimistic&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I have a lot of &lt;b&gt;mood swings&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(yeah...kinda)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I think &lt;b&gt;prostitution&lt;/b&gt; should be legalized.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I &lt;b&gt;slept&lt;/b&gt; with a &lt;b&gt;roommate&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have a &lt;b&gt;hidden talent&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;m &lt;b&gt;always hyper&lt;/b&gt; no matter how much sugar I have.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I have a lot of &lt;b&gt;friends&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(yuppers...some really really good friends and then friends)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have pecked someone of the &lt;b&gt;same sex&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I enjoy talking on the &lt;b&gt;phone&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I practically live in &lt;b&gt;sweatpants&lt;/b&gt; or PJ pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(yup...and I will thsi fall...yay)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I love to shop and/or &lt;b&gt;window shop&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;m obsessed with my Xanga or &lt;b&gt;Livejournal&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;m completely embarrassed to be seen with my &lt;b&gt;mother&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I have a &lt;b&gt;mobile phone&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have passed out &lt;b&gt;drunk&lt;/b&gt; in the past 6 months.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;ve rejected someone before.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I currently &lt;b&gt;like/love&lt;/b&gt; someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(we all know who!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I want to have &lt;b&gt;children&lt;/b&gt; in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I have changed a &lt;b&gt;diaper&lt;/b&gt; before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;ve called the cops on a friend before.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;m not &lt;b&gt;allergic&lt;/b&gt; to anything.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I have a lot to learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I am shy around the opposite sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;m online 24/7, even as an away message.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have at least 5 &lt;b&gt;away messages&lt;/b&gt; saved.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt;  I have tried &lt;b&gt;alcohol&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;drugs&lt;/b&gt; before.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have made a move on a &lt;b&gt;friend&apos;s significant other&lt;/b&gt; or crush in the past.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I own the &lt;b&gt;&quot;South Park&quot;&lt;/b&gt; movie.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have avoided assignments at work/school to be on Xanga or &lt;b&gt;Livejournal&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I enjoy some &lt;b&gt;country music&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I would die for my best &lt;b&gt;friends&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I&apos;m &lt;b&gt;obsessive&lt;/b&gt;, and often a &lt;b&gt;perfectionist&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(yup..perfectionist)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have used my &lt;b&gt;sexuality&lt;/b&gt; to advance my career.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I think &lt;b&gt;Halloween&lt;/b&gt; is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have &lt;b&gt;dated&lt;/b&gt; a close &lt;b&gt;friend&apos;s ex&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am &lt;b&gt;happy&lt;/b&gt; at this moment.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;m obsessed with &lt;b&gt;guys&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Democrat&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Republican&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don&apos;t even know what I am&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am &lt;b&gt;punk&lt;/b&gt; rockish.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I go for older guys/girls, not younger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I study for &lt;b&gt;tests&lt;/b&gt; most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I tie my &lt;b&gt;shoelaces&lt;/b&gt; differently from anyone I&apos;ve ever met.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I can work on a &lt;b&gt;car&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I love my &lt;b&gt;job(s)&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am comfortable with who I am right now.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have more than just my &lt;b&gt;ears pierced&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I walk &lt;b&gt;barefoot&lt;/b&gt; wherever I can.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have &lt;b&gt;jumped&lt;/b&gt; off a &lt;b&gt;bridge&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I love sea &lt;b&gt;turtles&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I spend ridiculous amounts of money on &lt;b&gt;makeup&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I plan on achieving a &lt;b&gt;major goal&lt;/b&gt;/dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am proficient on a &lt;b&gt;musical instrument&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I hate &lt;b&gt;office jobs&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I went to college out of state.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am &lt;b&gt;adopted&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am a &lt;b&gt;pyro&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have thrown up from crying too much.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I have been intentionally hurt by people that I loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I fall for the worst people.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I adore &lt;b&gt;bright colours&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I usually like covers better than originals. &lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I hate chain theme restaurants like &lt;b&gt;Applebees&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;TGIFridays&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I can&apos;t &lt;b&gt;whistle&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have ridden/owned a &lt;b&gt;horse&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I still have every &lt;b&gt;journal&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;ve ever written in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I talk in my sleep.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I&apos;ve often thought that I was born in the wrong &lt;b&gt;century&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I wear a &lt;b&gt;toe ring&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have a &lt;b&gt;tattoo&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I can&apos;t stand at LEAST one person that I work with.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am a &lt;b&gt;caffeine&lt;/b&gt; junkie.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am completely &lt;b&gt;tree-huggy spiritual&lt;/b&gt;, and I&apos;m not ashamed at all.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; If I knew I would get away with it, I would commit at least one &lt;b&gt;murder&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I will &lt;b&gt;collect&lt;/b&gt; anything, and the more nonsensical, the better.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I enjoy a nice glass of &lt;b&gt;wine&lt;/b&gt; with dinner.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I&apos;m an &lt;b&gt;artist&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am &lt;b&gt;ambidextrous&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I sleep with so many &lt;b&gt;stuffed animals&lt;/b&gt;, I can hardly fit on my bed.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; If it weren&apos;t for having to see other people naked, I&apos;d live in a &lt;b&gt;nudist colony&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have terrible &lt;b&gt;teeth&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I hate my &lt;b&gt;toes&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I did this meme even though I wasn&apos;t tagged by the person who took it before me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have more &lt;b&gt;friends&lt;/b&gt; on the internet than in real life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I dunno about this one...maybe...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have lived in either three different &lt;b&gt;states or countries&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am extremely &lt;b&gt;flexible&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I love &lt;b&gt;hugs&lt;/b&gt; more than &lt;b&gt;kisses&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I want to own my &lt;b&gt;own business&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I &lt;b&gt;smoke&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I spend way too much time on the &lt;b&gt;computer&lt;/b&gt; than on anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; Nobody has ever said I&apos;m &lt;b&gt;normal&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;Sad movies, games, and the like can cause a trickle of &lt;b&gt;tears&lt;/b&gt; every now and then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am proficient in the use of many types of &lt;b&gt;firearms&lt;/b&gt; and combat weapons.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I like the way women look in stylized men&apos;s suits.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I don&apos;t like it when people are &lt;b&gt;unpleased&lt;/b&gt; or seem unpleased with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have been described as a &lt;b&gt;dreamer&lt;/b&gt; or likely to have my head up in the clouds.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have played &lt;b&gt;strip poker&lt;/b&gt; with someone else before.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have had emotional problems for which I have sought professional help.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I believe in &lt;b&gt;ghosts&lt;/b&gt; and the paranormal.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I can&apos;t stand being &lt;b&gt;alone&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have at least one &lt;b&gt;obsession&lt;/b&gt; at any given time.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I &lt;b&gt;weigh&lt;/b&gt; myself, pee/poo, and then weigh myself again.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I consistently spend way too much &lt;b&gt;money&lt;/b&gt; on obsessions-of-the-moment.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;m a judgmental &lt;b&gt;asshole&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I&apos;m a HUGE &lt;b&gt;drama-queen&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(ha ha)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have travelled on more than one &lt;b&gt;continent&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I sometimes wish my father would just disappear.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I need people to tell me I&apos;m good at something in order to feel that I am.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am a &lt;b&gt;Libertarian&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I can speak more than one &lt;b&gt;language&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I can fall asleep even if the whole room is as noisy as it can be.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I would rather &lt;b&gt;read&lt;/b&gt; than watch TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I like reading &lt;b&gt;fact&lt;/b&gt; more than fiction.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have pulled an all-nighter on an assignment I was given a month to do.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have no &lt;b&gt;piercings&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have spent the night in a &lt;b&gt;train station&lt;/b&gt; or other public place.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have been so upset over my physical &lt;b&gt;gender&lt;/b&gt; that I cried.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I once spent Christmas completely alone because there was a miscommunication on which parent was supposed to have me that night.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;There have been times when I have wondered &lt;b&gt;&quot;Why was I born?&quot;&lt;/b&gt; and may/may not have cried over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I like most &lt;b&gt;animals&lt;/b&gt; better than most people.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I own a collection of retro &lt;b&gt;games consoles&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; The thought of physical exercise makes me shiver.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have hit someone with a &lt;b&gt;dead fish&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am compulsively &lt;b&gt;honest&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I was born with a &lt;b&gt;congenital birth defect&lt;/b&gt; that has never been repaired.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have &lt;b&gt;danced topless&lt;/b&gt; in front of dozens of complete strangers.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have gone from wishing I was a girl to revelling in being a boy to feeling like a girl again in the span of five minutes, and not cared a whit for my actual &lt;b&gt;sex&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am unashamedly &lt;b&gt;bisexual&lt;/b&gt;, and have different motivations for my desires for different genders.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I sometimes won&apos;t sleep a whole night or eat a whole day because I forget to.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I find it impossible to get to sleep without some kind of music on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I dislike &lt;b&gt;milk&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I &lt;b&gt;obsessively wash&lt;/b&gt; my hands.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I always &lt;b&gt;carry&lt;/b&gt; something significant around with me.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; Sometimes I&apos;d rather wear a &lt;b&gt;wig&lt;/b&gt; in day-to-day life than use my own hair.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;ve pushed myself to become more &lt;b&gt;self-aware&lt;/b&gt; and thereby more aware of others.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; Even though I live on my own I still cry sometimes because I miss my &lt;b&gt;mother&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I hand wrote all the &lt;b&gt;HTML&lt;/b&gt; tags in this document.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;ve liked something which a majority of people claimed was either bad or &lt;b&gt;weird&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have been &lt;b&gt;clinically dead&lt;/b&gt; for a brief period of time.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; Instead of feeling sympathy/&lt;b&gt;empathy&lt;/b&gt; with people and their problems, I simply become annoyed.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I participate/have participated in &lt;b&gt;auto drag races&lt;/b&gt; and won.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I do not &apos;get&apos; most &lt;b&gt;comedy acts&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I don&apos;t think &lt;b&gt;strippers&lt;/b&gt; are money-greedy or slutty for dancing.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I don&apos;t like to &lt;b&gt;chew gum&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am obsessed with history/historical things and can&apos;t wait for someone to build a &lt;b&gt;time machine&lt;/b&gt; so I can be the first to use it.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I can never remember for the life of me where I &lt;b&gt;parked the car&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I had the &lt;b&gt;TEEN ANGST&lt;/b&gt; thing going for at least 2-3 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I wish people would be more &lt;b&gt;empathic and honest&lt;/b&gt; with each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I play &lt;b&gt;Dungeons and Dragons&lt;/b&gt; weekly.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I love to &lt;b&gt;sing&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Hell yeah!!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I want to live in my &lt;b&gt;mother&apos;s basement&lt;/b&gt; when I grow up.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I have a custom-built &lt;b&gt;computer&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I want to create a certain someone&apos;s &lt;b&gt;babies&lt;/b&gt;, even though there&apos;s a 0% possiblity of ever achieving it.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I would be in a relationship with one of my &lt;b&gt;pets&lt;/b&gt; if they were human.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;ve gone &lt;b&gt;skinny-dipping&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I&apos;ve performed in three &lt;b&gt;plays&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(More than three!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I enjoy &lt;b&gt;burritos&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;m &lt;b&gt;Irish&lt;/b&gt; and loving it.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have a thing for &lt;b&gt;redheads&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am a &lt;b&gt;twin&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; Most of the times, I&apos;d rather do something intellectual instead of doing something generically &apos;fun&apos;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; Once I set out to finish something, I always stay at it until it is completed before I move on to something else.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I wish there were a way to erase past mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I &lt;b&gt;sleep&lt;/b&gt; more than 12 hours a day.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I wish I could be &lt;b&gt;prouder&lt;/b&gt; of what I&apos;ve accomplished, but it&apos;s never enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(sometimes)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I need more time to myself.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I wish I was more &lt;b&gt;open-minded&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I hope that I go really prematurely grey.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I &lt;b&gt;download&lt;/b&gt; songs from the internet.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;ve just reenacted chapter 58 of &lt;b&gt;Death Note&lt;/b&gt; with my best friend.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I say &lt;b&gt;random&lt;/b&gt; things to freak people out.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;m still a little mad about the ending of &lt;b&gt;Death Note&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I love playing &lt;b&gt;Truth or Dare&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I love listening to &lt;b&gt;slow music&lt;/b&gt;, but I hate singing to it.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; Music helps me remember that I am not alone.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; Playing my favorite &lt;b&gt;sport&lt;/b&gt; makes me temporarily forget my problems.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I think this &lt;b&gt;survey&lt;/b&gt; is particularly long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I prefer my &lt;b&gt;LJ friends&lt;/b&gt; to my real-life ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:red&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: Arial Unicode MS&quot;&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;I can only hate someone that I love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color:black; background-color:white&quot;&gt;  &lt;b style=&quot;color:blue&quot;&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;ve ordered an extra two shots of espresso to an Americano at &lt;b&gt;Starbucks&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 Jul 2006 21:17:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I am bitch...again!!</title>
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  <description>so.we all know that yesterday I cancled on my friend at last minute. They wanted ot go bowling and I went ot with my &quot;college friends&quot; even though I styaed home talking to tippy and inbal. But they dont know that. So at like 2 am, I get a comment on myspace saying hwo sorry they were that I didnt go. I replied by saying that I wasn&apos;t and had an amazing time with my college people. SSo naturally..this began war. hey messaged me asking why i was mad. I replied giving them valid reasons. Then they reply back basically saying I am a bitch and a racist. Meh..whatever...we&apos;ll see what they say to my response. I honestly could care less because half of what they said is bullshit. They&apos;re lying. But hey whatever helps them sleep at night..cuz I slpet great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here&apos;s their message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I feel like you&apos;re mad at everyone. You haven&apos;t returned anyones texts or answered any calls... You didnt even tell me that you weren&apos;t coming today. I&apos;m glad you had fun with your friends from UNC. But I just dont get it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m also confused about your recent blogs.... What do you mean that you weren&apos;t your true self in high school. You&apos;ve been the same ariana for the past 6 years!!!! If the Ariana we all know isn&apos;t you then who are you?! And why werent you able to be yourself around the ones that you call your friends? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i didnt return half your calls because I was busy. I was at dinner an then I was at the movies...my phone was on vibrate the whole time. So..sorry about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Mckenzie that I wasnt going and I got the feeling that she had already told you....so I didn&apos;t let you know..sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re right...i am amd at everyone. I am sick of beig teh friend that always gets blown off. I am tired of always getting cancled on because osmething else is more importtant or someone...like certain boyfriends. I am tired of feelign left out, and like I put more into the friendships than what I get. somtiems I feel like I put so much effort and get so lttle. I love how at the beginning of the summer everyone was like...oh well hang out wheenever we can. But then work and boyfriends became priorities. Work is understandable....but seriously....just because you gusy ahve boyfriends doesnt mean that every minute should be spent with them. Especially when you guys will probably see each other next year (and i know that this doesn&apos;t apply to you now...but it did) while all of us FRIENDS are going our seperate ways..off to different colleges. Everyone els has had fun thsi summer...and I haven&apos;t....because everytime I make plans...they get cancelled. I got tire dof it...and I honestly didnt know if I would have fun tonight, so when my friend Will called and invited me to dinner and to see POTC I said yes. Not onyl this and I hate to say it, but there are certain people..that would have been playing teh pity card liek they always are. I didnt wanto put up with mood swings either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me being myself the pst six years...I dont think I was. I tried for so long ot be someone well liked...that didnt work. I hate ot admit it but I did act like a white girl...not me, the mexcian me that I was in fort lupton. I realize now that I have been lying to myself. Iahven&apos;t been me. and right now...I don&apos;t knwo who I am. I am trying to figure that out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I didnt act like &quot;me&quot; even though I still dont know who &quot;me&quot; is around my friends because I wanted ot fit in. I feel like eveyrthing tht I am is too immature or childish for oyu. You gusy amke fun of my music...yes I like teh backstreet Boys and maybe they&apos;re old and out of it....but I like them. Also..I havent done half of the things you gusy ahve and thats what you love ot talk about. Lately, I have been feeling like I barely knwo you guys. I dont knwo why..but I do. And again, I was wearing the mask..i was tryingot be something I wasnt a white girl that fit in. Lindsay made me reazlie that when she basically calle dme it ot my face. And I realzied thats not who I am. That is not what I wanted ot be. I dont want ot be another amanda who uses her heritage to her advantage. She only uses it when necessary....and I dont want o be like that and I have felt that hanging out with you gusy has done that to me. I lost all ties with my mexican side. I miss that side dearly and cant wait to get it back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what exactly is wrong with me....I&apos;d like to know...but I dont. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and teh repsonse I got this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK first off yOU should have stilled called me or texted me or something! It was really rude not to have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what you want to be? You say that you were &quot;trying to fit in&quot; or whatever... So what are you doing now!!! Trying to fit in with the Mexicans and latinos. I never thought I would see the day that you would drop all your friends because they are white!!!!!! I&apos;m sorry that us white girls made you feel like you were white.... But personally I think thats bull!!! I think that your just trying to make up escuses, but thats just me.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for the work thing, you dont really understand. You dont have a job. We HAVE to have jobs. We all have to have money for college and pay our way through the next 100 years!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the boyfriend thing is bull. Mckenzie and Lindsay bearly ever see their boyfriends!!! I saw Jared all the time... But thats cuz I&apos;m staying at home for college. Kenzie and Lindsay are leaveing in a few weeks and need to spend time with their familys. We all dont hang out that much! This is the first time all summer we all had a chance to get together! I myself go out all the time but thats cuz I dont like to be home. But everyone else spends time with their familys. Not with their boyfriends!!! I havent talked to Molly that much either and neither of us have a boyfriend... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly You can be who ever you want to be! We have never stopped you from being you!! It&apos;s you that did that. And thats bull about you trying to fit in with us and us making you feel white!!! I&apos;m sorry, But we are white and it&apos;s bull if you&apos;re going to dump all of us because of it! And you have to get over the whole Amanda thing!!!! She doesnt just use her heritage to an advantage. Amanda see herself as an AMERICAN!!!! I&apos;m sorry if you dont but thats what we all are. No matter what color our skin or Where our famlies came from! If you want to consider yourself mexican go for it. But thats not who we are in AMERICA!!!! WE&quot;RE AMERICAN!! I can tell you now that if someone with white skin said that they wanted to be more white it would be racist! Why is it not the same for people that have dark skin?! Whatever.. do what you want &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all I have to say...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my response now: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...obviously you don&apos;t understand. I am tryig to fit in with the Mexicans and Latinos. Yes, I am. I always wanted to.....but never did over here. They&apos;re different here in Brighton. And yeah...i do want Mexcian Friends because I want some friends that I have stuff in common with. It&apos;s not that I doont liek having white friends, I do...but I also want friends with my same background. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda is sucha dumbass bitch I wont even go there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah...I know that you gusy ahve to work. I know that Molly works every single freaking minute of her life. I also know that you and linz do to. I knwo that you ahv ot pay for college, I have ot do the same thing....and I didnt take a jobb this summer because my mom needed me fo rother stuff. Yeah, I ahve been volunteering my time and i knw that doesn&apos;t pay money...but i had a job once to pay for stuff...I knwo how important that money is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...I know that Lindsay doesnt get to spend al that much time with marcus. and feel bad for her. But kenzie does..and i know she does...I live on tehr same block...I have seen her come ot get Pierce and stuff. And yeah...I understand the families thing....That&apos;s what I have been doing all fucking summer!!Yeah,I understand that...and I especially understand becaus Lindsay and Molly are going farther away than me, you or kenzie. But thats anotehr thing...hello..Kenzie and her boyfriend..going ot teh same effin school...stayingin teh same effin building. I&apos;m not dumb. and yeah...I knwo that you hung out with jared alot..when you were together...I never implied that you still were. and honestly i dont care about hanging out...its nto about that. It&apos;s about being blown off. I am always teh person that gets blown off. and I was tired of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think thats all for now...I&apos;m not sure... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, am I wrong....am I bitchy? I mean..I honestly dont see it...but who knows maybe I am soo dumb or racist that I cant notice?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Jul 2006 03:05:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ever had one of those days?</title>
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  <description>Have you ever had one of those days? You know...where things start off great and then go for shit....well, thats today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You knwo I had a great morning...vance called...I slept in...everything was going great. Tahn my mom has to start her shit.I made plans with friends and they didnt work out because I was assuming things. Well, you know hwta they say about assuming..and it did make an ass out of me. So my friends wanted to go out staurday instead of friday like I had figured. Well, ia ks my mom because even though I ma 18..I still live in her house and live by her rules. So, i ask and she goe soff on me about always following their schedule and about hwo we had plans saturday...which sure  as hell is news to me. So, then I get the lecture about putting my friends first and being their slave. and it drives me nuts. She accepts it when my brother does shit like this or his fucking obsession with pornography and everythign esle. but me, all I want is to hang out with my friends, my bf and fit in and I cant even do that. And she doesn&apos;t give a shit about anything and she just doesnt understand me at all. There are so many things that I cant even begin to explain o write about...it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sick of it and now i dont know what to do....I have a bottle of ibuprofen sitting here next to me and I dont know if I should just end all the misery that I feel now...or wait for later. I mean, seriously, what is so great about this life ayway? absolutely nothing...I feel like i have nothing to live for anymore. I dont know why...I just don&apos;t feel good anymore.....I just want the pain to go away....and I dont knwo how to make it go away. I am so sick of feeling this way because she makes me feel like shit and like I suck at life. I honestly don&apos;t knwo what I should do....this isn&apos;t the first time that suicide seemed like an option....I dunno...maybe I need professional help....or maybe I should just go away forever and never burden anyone with these shitty problems...</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 Jun 2006 05:45:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It&apos;s been a while</title>
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  <description>Hey everybody!! I haven&apos;t been on for quite sometime...well, I have been kinda busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was my graduation party! It was fun, I raked in $1,215, so I can definantly get a laptop and then some. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was clean-up day and I felt like I was on a hang-over..I was tired!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday....I went shopping....with vance. It was nice. We just got to hang out and talk which is always fun. We saw some of my other friends while there and it was all just a relaxing day. Of course, later my best friend Kenzie told me that lindsay said that Vance &quot;attcked&quot; her when he saw her. Yeah...uh-huh....right..since I was standing right there...and he really doesnt care for her much anyway. Then I also found out..that Lindsay has been having sex like daily..and without a condom!! I kinda want to see her get pregnant...I know that sounds horrible, but everyone thinks she&apos;s a goody-two shoes and she isn&apos;t. Plus her parents don&apos;t know and I think they should. But I was just like :O....and then I was like, I expected it from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday I went and saw the Omen. It was okay...not as scary as I had hoped. It kinda bored me and I almost fell asleep until my brother poked me and made me jump in my seat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday and Thursday I have just been relaxing around the house....and being on the rag. It sucks ass...that is all I have to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah.....that has been my &quot;eventful&quot; week. But the summer is sure ot get better...more movies, especially POTC July 7th, Water world- June 19th and whatever else I get surprised with. Not ot mention I have orientation for college June 14th and 15th. PLUS I got another scholarship yesterday for $1,500. That brings my total for scholarships ot $6,250..which is more than half my tuition whic makes me excited. I only need like $4,000 more and I am still waiting on some big ones! So, Yay college and yay $$ for college!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 May 2006 02:29:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m done!!!</title>
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  <description>Yesterday, I graduated!!! Yes, I am done with high school and all the shitty things that high school was for me. It was nice. I graduated, got my diploma, went out to eat, then went party hopping with my friends. I was a little dissapointed because I didnt get to go to Vance&apos;s. Although we did manage to find each other in the chaos after graduation when we were getting our diplomas. :) And we got a chance to talk and stuff.....=) ..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, it was okay, but then I had to go back to my family. And back to torture because my dads side of the family..who I cannot stand...showed up and I had to be nice to them. But I made it through..they just congratulated me an dthen they had to leave. I was just like...&quot;go away.&quot; I seriously hope they don&apos;t show up at my party Saturday because my mom will make me be all nice to them even though she knows that I dont want to have anything to do with them. I kinda hate how she does that. She knows how I feel and she has even felt that way..but then they start to pretend to care again and then she makes me pretend that I like being around them. I have told her too that I am 18 now and it should be my choice about whether I want to see them or not. I don&apos;t know...sometimes my mom confuses me. Like she dislikes that side of the family for the fact that they haven&apos;t been in my life..but when they do decide to on teh rare occasion I am supposed ot be nice...and I am tired of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry about that tangent....but I needed to kind of organize my thoughts cuz I am going to approach her about it later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Graduation pictures when I get them developed..which should be by friday...probably earlier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am oficially not busy anymore which means I will be able to talk online and stuff!! I am free!!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 23 May 2006 02:59:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My mind is still whacked out</title>
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  <description>So...last night I was on myspace and talking ot my friend Becky, who I haven&apos;t talke dot in a while and she totally drop[ped a bomb....well two bombs on me. First that she had sex with her boyfriend of 1 year, 4 months. Then she proceeded to tell me that my &quot;friend&quot; Lindsay tried to have sex saturday night....at her house..with her boyfriend of one month! ONE MONTH!! She didnt suceed because something happened with the condom...thsi part mad eme laugh after barfing. And now come ot find out she plans to lose her virginity graduation night! Also thsi is how stupid she is...she told my best friend that even if she did have sex she couldn&apos;t get pregnant or anything because she is on teh pill! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno...I wasn&apos;t that shocked...I guess I was more disgusted. Like even with becky...yeah shes been with her boyfriend a while..but she doesnt even knwo if they will last...and now she like hates herself for what she did. Lindsay is the one that I am most disgusted by. She has been going out with her bf just alittle longer than Vance and I have been..and Vance and I haven&apos;t even really kissed...like no french....ya know. And my best friend has been with her bf for three months and sex hasn&apos;t even crossed her mind...shes about eth same as me and vance. And we&apos;re happy the way we are. I guess what disgusts me the most is that lindsay is acting like such a slut when she didnt used ot be. She doesn&apos;t care about herself or what others think of her...and she just wants so badly to experience everything that Becky has experienced that she will do anything. It&apos;s just sickening that how far they ahve gone is like a competition between them.....I mean, shes having sex just to do it...not because sh eloves teh guy or even thinks she loves him. She is doing it so she can go to college and also to brag to us that she isnt a virgin anymore. It&apos;s just wrong. Like I said we&apos;ve (vance and I) been going out a week less than  Lindsay and her boyfriend and we havent &quot;really&quot; , according to peopl&apos;s standards, kissed. But we&apos;re both okay with that because thats the way we are. Meh, whatever. BTW....she&apos;s 18...and he&apos;s 16.....is that legal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..sorry I had to get that out...its&apos; so wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note....I got my cap and gown today!!! :) I saw Vance at check-out today....but we both decided to stick with our friends...which was kinda sad..and tehn we were supposed to go to starbucks afterwards..but his parents called and i was needed at work..so we ended up having to reschedule. It&apos;s okay...we&apos;ll see each other wednesday at the senior breakfast and graduation practice....and then saturday at graduation! I am super excited!!!! After wednesday I will not have ot step inside teh school anymore. And after saturday I will never have to go on that campus again!!! It&apos;s so exciting!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i&apos;m out! Love ya all lots!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a group picture....&lt;br /&gt;Front Row: Mcknezie (my best friend), Becky, and Me&lt;br /&gt;Back Row: Molly (the moddiest person ever) and Lindsay (the slut)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y291/Howiesprincess17/groupprom.jpg&quot;&gt;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y291/Howiesprincess17/groupprom.jpg&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 16 May 2006 23:51:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I finally got one</title>
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  <description>I finally got my professional prom picture today! Woot..I uploaded it so you all could see..it&apos;s full length and stuff! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y291/Howiesprincess17/me-promprofesionalpic.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have yet to get my pictures with my friends developed.....because I still have yet to watse the film in my camera. I would have wasted some last night...but people like vance didnt show up! I was kinda dissapointed...but oh well, what can you do? I will snag a picture with him and stuff during senior breakfast or at graduation! (PS I stayed in his choir class today and when he left...since we were kinda in front of everyone...he gave me a peck on the cheek...I thought it was sweet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...about that....I kinda think that my &quot;friend&quot; is hitting on him again. She has a boyfriend....but sometimes I wonder. I mean she supposedly loves the guy she&apos;s with, but she also has a crush on Vance&apos;s best friend and sometimes I wonder if she still has a crush on him. I mean Vance is a sweet guy.....but she had her chance and blew it big time...and it pisses me off that now she kinda wants to ruin my happiness....but whatever...I&apos;m a forgiving person....so I&apos;m gonna leave it be..cuz maybe I am overreacting....I guess we&apos;ll see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and I am not really happy with her (lindsay) right now anyway. She&apos;s been kind of a bitch lately. Like shes been sucking up to the dumbest people and then she basically neglected my birthday and now my friend molly had a birhday today and she got flowers and all this shit....plus she gets a birthday party the 24th. Not once since I have been their friend have I ever gotten a party thrown for me or had my birthday acknowledged by any of them...unless its like a week later. The only friend that I can rely on is McKenzie...my best friend...my other half....she&apos;s the only one that isn&apos;t a selfish bitch! And I mean...I dont care about teh whole party thing..it&apos;s just the fact that they never acknowledge me but I am supposed to acknowledge them and go all out for their birthday! I dunno whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, Lindsay....again with the whole boyfriend dealy..she took him to prom and she took pictures and now she like shows everyone in front of me to like rub it in my face that she took a guy to prom and I didn&apos;t. Even though she knows that Vance would have gone if he could afford it and he didnt want me to pay for everything..so money was the deciding factor. Oh well. I mean she has basically had sex with this guy...after they were going out for 3 days! 3 FUCKING DAYS and she let him in her pants!! I&apos;m sorry but that&apos;s just sad...I wanted a boyfriend because I truely like the guy..not just so that I could give it up and brag about it....but whatever...what do I know..what does the innocent virgin know about anything??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..sorry about the rant! On to the happy things...today was my last day of high school! I never have to see most of those people ever again in my life!!!!! So yeah..that and the drama banquet are out of my way!!! No more bitchy drama teacher..no more high school drama! It&apos;s all done!!! I am excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya all and thanks for reading my rant!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 May 2006 19:53:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Its been a while</title>
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  <description>So, Its been a while since I have updated..probably because I ahve been super busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, school is almost done...4 more days!! I can&apos;t wait...but then I am kind of sad too...because it means I wont see certain people....kinda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah..thats what I have been doing teh past two weeks. I took my AP English test last thursday and I think I did awesome! I took my AP Chem test today and I actually think I did okay! Now, I just ahve a few bits of homeowkr left to do and then school is over for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been busy with end of year awards and banquets and stuff. I lettered in academics again thsi year and I got recognized for my community service..for doing so much...plus I  had my NHS banquet yesterday...which was fun and my last meeting with that. I get to wear gold chords at graduation..yay me! And then this monday I have teh drama banquet an dtehn I will be done with that BITCH!! Yes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, other areas of my life....uh, vance just called me ot ask how my test went. He is so sweet! He just wanted ot make sure I felt good about it and he was driving so he had to cut it short but we&apos;ll talk later! he&apos;s been great..even if he has been sick a lot....but then so have I..so we like miss teh same days and stuff..its kinda funny! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah...just wanted ervyone to knwo I am still alive!! Go me!! So, i gotta go back to school now ot get my yearbook....then maybe I can upload a picture of Vance..a recent one..for you girls to see! So, I&apos;ll be on later!1 Lots of love!!&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;EDIT: here is the link to vance&apos;s picture!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y291/Howiesprincess17/vance.jpg&quot;&gt;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y291/Howiesprincess17/vance.jpg&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 Apr 2006 03:50:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It was supposed ot be a happy friday!</title>
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  <description>Okay....so it was kinda a happy friday....until I went to talk to teh drama teacher about our end of year banquet! Well, I asked her how it was going and what we needed to do next and then she said we needed to talk and asked me to close the door. Well, the effin bitch said that she didnt think I was going to letter this year...my effin senior year and I wasn;t going to letter. Her reasons being..one because i dropped her shitty musical...because I got a shitty part that was effed up..and because thsi semester I haven;t been much of a president. First semester I was a great president and I did so much, but this semster....to her...I basically sucked. I didn&apos;t support her musical and I only did the fall play and one acts..which gave me 8 points and then I got 1 point for being president....so I am out one point. The bitch forgot about me working teh underclassmen play both nights until it was done....and she didnt want to give me points for it. But then she was like..Oh yeah...that;s right. So, I&apos;m not worried about lettering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what pisses me off more is that she is basically ragging on me. You knwo what...compared ot last year&apos;s president....who didnt do jack shit! I think I am a pretty good president. And teh reason I slacked off this semester was because she basically told me to....she pretty much said to me that we weren;t going to do much with Thespian Society and next year she would go back to being committed. JHOW FUCKED UP IS THAT?! I mean....she told me not to do something and then she tries to reprimand me for it. You know...I always get fucked over by her. ALWAYS! I just felt os bad that she thinks that I did such a shitty job when I was trying so hard to make it better. And yeah..I did slack off this year..but I have been so busy...you know! I mean....then she had teh nerve to say that ebacuse of stuff that me and other people have one thsi year...she is amking a new rule: anyone who quits aplay cant letter. Personally I think it is stupid! i mean stuff comes up or things happen....or SCHOOL becomes a priority. Beleive it or not thats why we go to school...to learna dn do SCHOOLwork..not just live and breath drama. PLus...she&apos;s not even going to acknowledge the fact that I was president this year! (which Inbal,....means no revenge plan..she doesn&apos;t deserve it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate her! I fucking hate her! I wish she would die and fall off the face of teh earth.  I mean seriously. She asked me why I shoudl letter and I wante dto say because I deserve some reward..even something as small as a letter for putting up with her! She has seriously mde my self-esteem level drop, she has mad eme feel like shit, and she has made me have more emotional breakdowns than everything else in high school combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..with all that depressingness...I opened Tippy&apos;s package..which I was gonna save of rmy birthday..but I seriously needed something happy. So, Tip..if you read thsi. THANK YOU!!! Your card and present made me smile and seriously put me in a better mood. Which was good because I had a scholarsgip dinner to go to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..sorry about my rant..but I just needed to get it out of my system. I just hate that I, a hard-working, deserving person......always gets fucked over! I mean..I know that&apos;s life..but still! Plus Vance wasn&apos;t there to comfort me....I called him but it&apos;s nto the same.I could have used one of his massages. (Shell....not what you&apos;re thinking :) ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKay...I&apos;ll leave you be now! If you read this, Thanks....I know that I can always count on you girls!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Apr 2006 05:19:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So, just to show you how immature my &quot;friends&quot; are and how immature i probably look for sinking to theier level here&apos;s the wonderful converstaion I had tonighT! *** So I added teh rest of teh convo..until I cut her off because I am tired and tired of talking to her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:24:33 PM): you&apos;ll never belive what happened!&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:24:38 PM): what?&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:24:55 PM): my car got fucking egged AGAIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:25:12 PM): that sucks!&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:25:46 PM): you&apos;re telling me, i walk out after practice, and it&apos;s all over part of my windshiled! GRR!&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:26:20 PM): any clue who did it?&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:26:40 PM): not a one&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:26:51 PM): oh&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:27:17 PM): yep, but, i&apos;m gonna get my car washed tomorrow, and hope it will all go away!&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:27:23 PM): anywho....&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:27:34 PM): are you coming saturday night bowling!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:27:47 PM): I don&apos;t know&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:27:50 PM): i really want you to come, it&apos;ll be so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:27:55 PM): amanda can&apos;t go&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:28:04 PM): so I heard&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:28:04 PM): she won&apos;t even be going to the show&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:28:12 PM): thats what Molly said&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:28:46 PM): yeah, do you think your mom will let you go afterwards?&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:29:31 PM): I dunno.....she doens&apos;t really want me to go&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:29:46 PM): why not?&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:30:10 PM): all the stuff going on with the rapists? &lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:30:40 PM): no.....&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:31:09 PM): whats up?&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:32:10 PM): she is just tire do fme always going to stuff for you guys an dyour biorthdays and no one ever plans stuff for me....well, cept for Kenzie and Jennie sophomore year....plus she didt like teh fact that amanda coudl possibly be going&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:32:46 PM): it was never planned on her going at all&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:33:07 PM): yes, but she just loves ot invite herself..just liek homecoming&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:33:22 PM): she never tried inviting herself at all&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:33:29 PM): and homecoming didn&apos;t even happen&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:34:07 PM): I know it didnt happen.....but it almost did....&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:34:54 PM): but it didn&apos;t is the whole point, and we had a great time, and i&apos;m sorry about the whole b-day thing, it&apos;s not like e mean for that to happen!&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:35:57 PM): are you really mad at me about something right now, cuz if you are, why can&apos;t you just tell me&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:36:13 PM): well, sorry but ever since you got all best friendsy with her again.....your just different&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:36:21 PM): HOW&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:38:08 PM): because...it&apos;s...I dunno&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:38:32 PM): this is stuff you should tell me a long time ago, it&apos;s not like i mean anything by it&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:39:12 PM): i can&apos;t do anything to make you ahppy, if i don&apos;t know what i&apos;m doing to make you mad&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:39:33 PM): I never said you were making me mad....and its not like it matters anyway&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:42:21 PM): it does matter, it feels like you are mad at me, cuz it&apos;s felt like you have been avoiding me all week, especially cuz the whole prom thing, i wanted to go and have a good time with my friends, and now i&apos;m dreading it, i wanted to go and spend time with you, cuz i&apos;ve hardly seen you all semester... and now? &lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:45:27 PM): okay...I haven&apos;t been avoiding you all week....and prom..i want ot go and enjoy myself too....with girlfriends.....I mean...it was so uncomplicate duntil gusy got involved and whatever..but I dont want to feel like las year when Jennie had a adte and i didn&apos;t..i have been there, done that..dont want ot again..and yeah Molly would be there...but then so would whats her face..someone I dont know...I dont want ot go to prom with someone i don&apos;t know and ..I dunno&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:46:44 PM): i want to go and spend time with my friends too, i have been in that position too, marcus as well as you and molly are some of my closest friends&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:48:17 PM): yeah, well, I wanted ot carry out my plans and be selfish for once...and thats what happened....I&apos;m tiore dof being self-less for everyone elses sake and always dfoing what everyone wants me to do&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:48:48 PM): well i&apos;m sorry if it felt like i was MAKING you do anything!&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:50:09 PM): not making....but I always juist do what everyone else wants...and I am tire fo it....and not only that but darcy was gonna go to prom alone and I haven;t tale do ther at liek all thsi year and I decided hey we could go together...and ahve fun...&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:50:47 PM): so you wouldn&apos;t have fun with us, thats cool, just say it&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:51:17 PM): thats not what I am saying.....I just dont feel comfertable going with some guy that i don;t know....&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:52:14 PM): and thats cool, why couldn&apos;t you have told me stuff like this earlier, cuz then i could have just gone separate and made things a whole lot less awkward&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:53:09 PM): because you were so happy that you had a date and you were just so excited that he was taking you....that I said fuck it and then darcy offered to go to prom with me and I said sure&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:53:29 PM): cuz he is one of my best friends!&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:54:13 PM): why would it have been so terrible to at least meet up for dinner together all of us&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:54:28 PM): you could get to know him a little, ya know, make things easier&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:54:32 PM): for you&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:54:56 PM): maybe becase I ahve no desire to &lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:55:35 PM): and again, why couldn&apos;t you have said this earlier, how bad would it have been to actually talk to me about it, instead of drawing it out like this&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:56:52 PM): hmmm.... I dunno&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:57:41 PM): and if it is awkward, why did you want to come hang out at molly&apos;s afterwards&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:57:57 PM): because its just girls isn&apos;t it? or i she going there too?&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (10:58:23 PM): yes, he can only stay til 2, and the rest of the night is just girls&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (10:59:01 PM): gee, molly lie dot me now&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:00:27 PM): she said no boys were going....&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:01:02 PM): molly never said that&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:01:13 PM): to me at least&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:01:41 PM): well, thats what she told me......hmm..oh well&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:02:06 PM): thenI cant go to thateither&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:02:35 PM): darcy wants to go&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:03:31 PM): I know...but she can drop me off...before that..before she goes to after prom&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:04:22 PM): well if you are going to let 1 person you don&apos;t even know, ruin ur nite, be my guest&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:04:57 PM): no....it wouldn&apos;t be ruining my night....&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:05:22 PM): well it would be ruin everyone elses&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:05:35 PM): oh please.....whatever.....&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:06:16 PM): what are we 9th graders&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:07:19 PM): no....but....I&apos;m not lying ot my moma nd telling her that moly&apos;s parents will behome an dthat no gusy will be there....especially somone she doesnt know..and for thsoe reasons I knwo she won;t want me to go and I repsect her wishes&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:09:03 PM): and i&apos;m fine with that, but molly&apos;s parents won&apos;t be home! and he can&apos;t stay, he has to be hom, he can watch pretty much 1/2 a movie and i have to take him home&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:09:20 PM): whats gonna happen, he&apos;s my ex boyfriend \&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:09:41 PM): who knows.....but sorry I have an overprotective mom....&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:10:24 PM): so do i, but did she know molly&apos;s parents weren&apos;t gonna be home in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:10:53 PM): no..and I plan on telling her that&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:11:21 PM): good&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:12:03 PM): yeah&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:19:38 PM): this is stupid&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:19:47 PM): yeah&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:20:43 PM): you have nothing else to say? cuz i don&apos;t want to deal with this prom night, cuz guranteed we will see each other and oyu will have to meet him&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:21:15 PM): I dont have to do anything&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:22:27 PM): what are you gonna do if we see each other then... are you gonna run away and hide&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:23:07 PM): why would it be so terrible to be polite and say hi and never have to see each other again!&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:24:25 PM): I don&apos;t know and no I wont run away.....but I&apos;m just saying that I don;t have to do anything I don&apos;t want to....and who knwos we may not even see each other....&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:25:10 PM): i&apos;m not making you do anything, it&apos;s common courtesy&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:26:03 PM): uh-huh&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:26:38 PM): so you can&apos;t contribute anything to the conversation now?&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:27:22 PM): what do you wnt?&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:28:36 PM): i know i&apos;m making this a bigger deal than it probably is, but i want to know honestly, how terrible would be to actually meet him&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:29:13 PM): how bad is he for not even knowing him?&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:29:34 PM): I don;t know and to tell you teh truth I ahve no desire to.....&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:29:56 PM): you have nothing to back up your argument&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:30:27 PM): I know...well, I do....I talked to McKenzie&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:30:49 PM): okay, then tell me&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:31:14 PM): cuz if it is such a big deal, she should tell me too&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:31:42 PM): I dont knwo how t put it&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:32:07 PM): just say it, nothing else could offend me at this&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:32:16 PM): point&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:32:25 PM): he&apos;s creepy&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:32:44 PM): yeah whats your point?\&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:32:52 PM): everyone thinks he&apos;s creepy&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:32:58 PM): i know he seems creepy&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:33:08 PM): I dont want to be a round a creepy person..sorry&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:33:54 PM): what because, he&apos;s tall and has long black hair, he&apos;s automatically a bad person, for being different&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:34:07 PM): just beciase he&apos;s creepy he is a bad person?&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:34:33 PM): No.....&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:34:48 PM): then again, whats the big deal&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:36:27 PM): I dunno maybe I&apos;m being childish...or maybe I&apos;m finding an excuse not to go....or who knows maybe I am just a bitch who discriminates against everyone&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:37:49 PM): better make up your mind which it is, prom is next week&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:38:00 PM): WTF?&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:38:14 PM): what?&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:38:49 PM): I dunno&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:42:13 PM): i hate this&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:49:13 PM): what if this same situation came up last year, except it was cord and kenzie, he was creepy back then too&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:50:41 PM): I told her what i thought of him and I didnt really talk to him at prom....actually I didnt at all....and she and I got along just fine&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:51:22 PM): why didn&apos;t you talk to me about this earlier then, and we could have worked something out like you did last year then&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:52:42 PM): because there is no point i suppose&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:53:31 PM): there was last year if you brought it up and talked to her about it&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (11:54:17 PM): I really dont care anymore&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:56:38 PM): well i do you are my friend and so is he, i don&apos;t expect you to like each other, i don&apos;t expect you to be &quot;best friends&quot; i&apos;m not even asking that! all i ask is for there to be as little tension as possible and i don&apos;t think that is going to be happen, and that worries me&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (11:58:21 PM): i don&apos;t need you 2 to even talk, handle things like last year, i don&apos;t care&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (12:00:13 AM): why is it such a big deal? I honestly could care less....&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (12:02:05 AM): i care becuase it is my senior prom, and i am sick of feeling alienated at dances and having to split my time, i know it is impossible to ask for everyone to even try to get along for even one night, and i&apos;ve accepted that, but it makes me feel bad to know that although nobody knows him at this school and he is already going to feel unwelcome&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (12:03:02 AM): hmm..yeah trying to split time between people at dances....hmm that really hard....and its sucks too&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (12:03:24 AM): yes, see it&apos;s something we all know and understand&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (12:04:35 AM): i know i&apos;m going to have to do it for the rest of my life, and again i&apos;ve learned to accept that, but for one night, i would like to have fun, i want my friends to have fun, and at one point maybe share that fun, even if it is for one measly song&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (12:04:58 AM): well, I&apos;m gona hev fun&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (12:08:04 AM): and what if darcy wants to come and hang out with us?&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (12:08:24 AM): she can..I&apos;m not gonna keep her on a leash&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (12:09:00 AM): you mean becuase of one person, you won&apos;t want to come near us at all&lt;br /&gt;DramaGurlAriana (12:09:36 AM): I&apos;m not effin say ing that.......I&apos;m sure we probably wont even end up hanging out at all.....and no its not because of whats his face either&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (12:09:56 AM): then what is it?&lt;br /&gt;linznella06 (12:10:07 AM): please tell me so this whole thing can be over with</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Apr 2006 02:47:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So, today I was sick.....it sucked...I had a temperature of 100.9. Last night it was 101 and my mommy wanted ot take me to teh hospital. But she didn&apos;t, I wouldn&apos;t let her! I hate hospitals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, being sick, I had nothing to do today...besides some homework...but whatever. So, I got to thinking. I am so amazed at how fake and stuff people are. Like seriously, people will do anything to fit in or be accepted. I guess it&apos;s kind of sad how people act that way. I mean, yeah, I would love ot fit in and be popular and well liked, but i would never go against my own values and principles and stuff to do so. I guess to many people are followers and will do whatever everyone else is to &quot;fit-in&quot;. Maybe that has always been why I feel out of place. Maybe because I choose to be my own person and not give in to peer pressure. yeah, at times i may have been unhappy with myself or regretted some stuff....but at least I knwo that I did what I thought was right.***This is where I begin adding stuff that I didn&apos;t include on my myspace blog. So my whole reason for even wriitng this blog is because i have a friend...the one who is going with the creepy guy to prom. Well, her b-day is this weekend....and she is in a play..so the idea was we go to the play and then afterwards go celebrate her b-day. Well, there was a major problem with that...she invited my worst enemy! Not only do I hate my enemy with a passion but I am also not allowed to be anywhere she is, according to my mom. So, my supposed friend, Lindsay, knowing this, invited the damn bitch anyway. And then she expected me to lie to my mom and tell her that my enemy (Amanda) wasn&apos;t going. How fucking stupid is that??? I mean seriously. I&apos;m not gonna lie ot my mom and Lindsay already knows How I feel about amanda. I swear!! Then I also told lindsay that I wasn&apos;t going to prom with her anymore, but going with another friend of mine who is dateless and not going with a CREEPY guy. and Lindsay just doesnt get the fucking point!!!!! She kept bringing up suggestions that we could go to dinner together. WHAT IS SO FUCKING  HARD TO UNDERSTAND ABOUT THE WORDS : I DONT WANT TO GO TO PROM WITH YOU????!!!!! I mean seriously...what isn&apos;t clear? So, I am tired of putting up with her shit. She is just self-centered and does everything for her benefit. She just wants everyone ot like her, but guess what they don&apos;t. She is also the person that wanted to &quot;steal&quot; Vance from me. All she does is do things for her benefit and never thinks about anyone else. It pisses me off!! I am so tired of putting up with her selfishness. Oh yeah and about the whole amanda thing...amanda and lindsay used to be best friends then amanda screwed lindsay over and lindsay said she would never be friends with amanda again. Well, now they are best friends again...and the only reason is because lindsaay is a follower and can&apos;t think for herself. That and her new best friend Becky, who also got in a fight with amanda, gave in to amanda and is now friends with her again...and Lindsay didnt want to be left out so she made up too. It&apos;s disgusting. I can&apos;t wait to graduate and be done with all the fucking drama that is high school***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realized that I am an activist at heart. I saw movie called Walk Out this monday. It was freaking awesome! It was about the Chicano rights movement in the 60s/70s. Watching that movie I realized that I wish I could be like that and speak out for my people. It&apos;s kinda sad, but I know a lot of people who didnt think I was Mexican. Not only that, but we get put down so much, especially here in Brighton. I want to do something about it. the whole time I was watching that movie I kept thinking, I want to do something. because it&apos;s not right the way we get treated. I guess, I just hate it, and I hate that when the mexicans do stuff it&apos;s violent or unnecessary, but when the blacks do its okay because they have a right to or something lame like that. I dunno...people, especially racist people piss me off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..I&apos;m done ranting! And sorry the entry was so long..but I know that whoever reads thsi will really get me! You know cuz you girls aren&apos;t all fake and stuff!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Apr 2006 04:56:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So today was a pretty good day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I got another scholarship for $1,000!! That brings the scholarship total up to $4,000, which means that I am almost half-way there!! I am super excited. Also I beat out my worst enemy for teh scholarship..which just makes the victory that much sweeter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so tonigfht was openeong night for one acts. It went pretty well, the guy, Greg and I messed up a lot....but no one seemed to notice. Not vene the mom of one of teh director&apos;s who had read the script and knew the lines, plus all teh poeple in drama who had seen it and knew some of teh lines. But hey, it all worke dout because it was a sucess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, big shocker of teh night......VANCE was there!! He had said he wasn;t going to, but changed his mind. Also, he came backstage after my show.....to talk to me! I was excited. He tiold me that I did great and then we talked for a while. He wasnt in Chemistry today, but I knew why. He told me that he was ta the doctor&apos;s because he stopped taking his medication. I was confused and then he told me that he was bipolar..so did not know that. But it was cool....I am super glad that he and I have developed a bond where we can tell each other stuff like that. I feel so lucky to know him!!! Plus..he hugged me.....his arms around me...I can;t even describe teh feeling.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am gonna stop gushing now....and keep you all form being sick..lol! Just thopught I would share my great modd with you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Bad thing about Vance coming...my mom now knows who he is....I dont knwo if thats good or bad!</description>
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