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  <title>Happy Birthdy 2 me in 3 months or so!</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Aug 2006 23:57:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>OMG, school is so soon!!</title>
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  <description>Hey, anyway...How&apos;s everyone&apos;s summer???&lt;br /&gt;My summer is so good.But it&apos;s not over yet...I&apos;m going to the Hamptons for a while before school and Florida. I can&apos;t wait for school because every summer It goes so great but near theend I get bored and don&apos;t no what to do with myself. If anyone can think of things to do...let me know:)&lt;br /&gt;     Does anyone know what www.gaiaonline.com is?&lt;br /&gt;     Anyway, I&apos;m moving again. Another move another school. But at least this time my parents bought a house instead of renting an appartment of even buying an appartment. &lt;br /&gt;     So that part I&apos;m definately happy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone comment me :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 27 May 2006 23:00:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pool</title>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;So even though I moved from Riviera Towers to Edgewater, I still went swimming their today with my friend. It was cool except for the fact that i got burned badly. Oh-well. Then i left to go home because peopel were coming over to our hosue for dinner but they never showed so i&apos;m gonna go back to RIviera Towers to sleep over at my firneds house and I still don&apos;t see why you would care about what i&apos;m telling you but i&apos;m telling you anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;My firneds boyfriend is comign to swim tomarrow and he&apos;s nice but wierd so i dont know how to act around him.&lt;br /&gt;He needs to get taller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Susan, if your reading this, please comment because YOU NEVER DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>My Chemical Romance</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>I&apos;m very curious :)</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 26 May 2006 20:10:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Hey, this is so wierd because i haven&apos;t written in Livjournal for &lt;br /&gt;so long. Anyway, I have a topic to disuss... I moved to edgewater and &lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m going to the most horrid school, which i know doesn&apos;t make sence &lt;br /&gt;considering I didn&apos;t want to go back to Hudson anymore but still. And &lt;br /&gt;even though I miss Hudson, i still don&apos;t think I want to go bak there. &lt;br /&gt;So, me nad my parents might be moving to Tenefly,...this really great &lt;br /&gt;town. And yes, i&apos;ll go to school there but i&apos;m not sure if i&apos;ll like it &lt;br /&gt;or not. I guess i have to just go with the flow as i just started &lt;br /&gt;saying recently</description>
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  <lj:music>The Veronicas...Cause&apos; theu&apos;re awsome!! :)</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Feb 2006 00:27:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Exercise</title>
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  <description>&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Ok, so I have been losing weight lately because i&apos;ve been walking a mile every day on the tred-mill (can&apos;t spell). I feel like i want to eat chocolate though. Should i eat the chocolate even though i&apos;ve worked so hard to lose weight?&lt;strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyway,...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;left&gt;&lt;/left&gt;So i have a break this week for some reason. I&apos;m glad thoguh because i hate school. Wait, i hate the school i&apos;m at. I might go to &lt;strong&gt;DE&lt;/strong&gt; next year. &lt;strong&gt;DE= Dwight Englewood (school) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,I&apos;ve been having these horrible mood swings. I&apos;ve been geting mad at my parents for no reaosn or maybe there is a reason i just can&apos;t think of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i have a new sn... srbecka77...just incase you didn&apos;t know&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel like being silly.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;Yesterday i went with two of my friends to edgewater. The place where the movies are, only we went shopping instead. It was so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;i loved it. I was so tired though of being safe, good, and nice that for an odd, very odd reason i wanted to get drunk and go to a teen club. I don&apos;t know what i was thihking but i still sort of feel like that only I don&apos;t want to get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Jan 2006 22:45:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>yay</title>
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  <description>omg, i&apos;m on my new laptop(mac). This is soo kool!&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so excited. I can&apos;t believe i have a computer of my own. This is heaven.(sigh of joy)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 01 Jan 2006 23:06:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>OMG</title>
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  <description>O.K., so i&apos;m so nervous about my BAt-Mitzvah!I can&apos;t believe it&apos;s already time in I think 5 days. I never thoguht the day would come. It felt like forever...I&apos;m so nervous i can&apos;t stop shaking. Every time someoe in my family talks about it my heart starts to race like a racing horse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Even if i&apos;m nervous i&apos;m still really excited. I have this black dress with hot pink on the top. I&apos;m also wearing these high heel flat shoes that have a little pink oin them but mostly black. They&apos;re awesome!, but thats for the party at night. In the moring i&apos;m wearing this European skirt and black shirt with sparkles in one corner. For that i&apos;m wearing high heel shoes. They look greyish with peac\h at the top, but maybe i&apos;m color blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So many poeple haven&apos;t returned the invite yet. SO it&apos;s kind of annoying( o.k. it&apos;&lt;br /&gt;s really annoying!). They should have returned it sooner. I guess they don&apos;t understand that if someone invites you and the invite say &quot;RSVP as soon as possible then you do it!&lt;br /&gt;But what can you do i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My bro&apos; and sis&apos; are supposed to do &quot;alias&quot; (can&apos;t spell) for me at my Bat-Mitzvah but knowing them they&apos;ll be late or won&apos;t show up. Maybe i&apos;m just tired and upset. I haven&apos;t gotten much sleep lately because think ing about my Bat-MItzvah has kept me up half t he night. O&amp;gt;K&amp;gt; i&apos;m exagerating a little but i&apos;m still tired. ( by the way for those of you who don&apos;t know what an alia is, it&apos;s a prayer that someone in your family does at the service).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &quot;It don&apos;t mean a thing if you aint got that swing&lt;br /&gt;Dua Dua Dua Dua Dua DUa DUa Dua&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2005 00:29:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Bat-Mitzvah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
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  <description>I got my dress!!!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;It looks soooooooo amazingly good on me!!!!!!!!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;I look so thin in it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;I love it!~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I NEED SHOES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I love it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i put soo many exclamation points, but.....!!!!!!!!!!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Dec 2005 01:12:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>List---</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;My list of things I got for people&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;1.Mom-an agenda book(spelling),muffin baked thingy &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;2.Dad-socks,can opener(spell),colonial preserves &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;3.Grandma-stationary,mittens &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;4.Nicole(my niece)-lipstick&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;5.Machele(my sis&apos;)-a photo album &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;6.Madison-bath fizzles &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;7.Susan-something really nice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(secret)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;8.Adam-IDK yet! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;9.E.T.C.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 2005 00:51:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>More News-----</title>
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  <description>My phone is working finally nad i got a MAC LAPTOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;you wont believe how excited i am. OH nad i got a digital camera!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!no wiat i&apos;m nt wasting all those goo exclamation points so i&apos;m just going to say i&apos;m so incredably excited.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so weak,achy,emotional, and tired.In pain!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t believe by the way that the show 7th heaven is not going to be played anymore. Well they&apos;re not making new shows! It&apos;s soooo not fair!I&apos;m so mad i wrote them a letter&lt;br /&gt;I know that alot of people don&apos;t watch that show but i love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;you dont need a high IQ, to succeed in what you do&lt;br /&gt;you just need to have no doubt &lt;br /&gt;just believe in yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love it!!!!!!!&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 2005 00:44:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>NEWS________</title>
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  <description>SO my Bat-Mitzvah is coming up in January(the new year) and i&apos;m so nervous and yet so excited!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe that out of 11 peope that said they were ocming only 4 are coming to both the cervice and the celebration!i can&apos;t believe how rude some people can be. But i also understand. I&apos;m sick with humungous pain in my stomache!!!!!I dont even know how i can type i feel like throwing up!!!AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I hate this! I feel dead adn still so darn bored!!!!!!!!!!!!!&amp;lt;13&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;life is a work of art&lt;br /&gt;you got to paint it colorful&lt;br /&gt;can make it anything you want&lt;br /&gt;you dont have to stick to any rules&lt;br /&gt;you dont need a high IQ, to succeed in what you do&lt;br /&gt;you just need to have no doubt&lt;br /&gt;just believe in yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will not believe where i got that from. I&apos;m amazed, BUT I LIKE IT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so happy it&apos;s kinda personal but my face is clearing up with you no what. And if you dont know what i can actually feel some of my face without bumps!!!!!!!!!&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Nov 2005 20:03:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Hola, Bonjour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Est que je peax sortir pour jouer ( je ne veax pas (spell))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hjahahhaahhahahahahhahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway i&apos;m moving on wednesday and my room is so tiny. The living room is uge and i have my own bathrrom. So everything except for my room is ok. There&apos;s an indoor pool and a gym so i can wqork my fat! off. I&apos;m kinda excited.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Nov 2005 15:49:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hey sorry guys!!!!</title>
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  <description>i&apos;m sorry i havent gone on for a while&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve been packing for my move to a new place. I&apos;m not moving to fort lee after all but i&apos;m moving to edgewater&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate edgewater, but i guess it wont be for too longe it&apos;s only for a couple of monthes(how to spell)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 16 Oct 2005 23:22:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>MOving</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m moving! &lt;br /&gt;i can not believe it. &lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m so excited! &lt;br /&gt;i can not wait. &lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m moving to fort lee just incase i forgot to say so. &lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s a town house called hilltop. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s awsome. &lt;br /&gt;i love it!&lt;br /&gt;but i&apos;m a little worried becasue &lt;br /&gt;i just found out a girl got raped there. &lt;br /&gt;i thought fort lee was supposed to be safe.&lt;br /&gt;well i guess it is safe but no place is that safe. &lt;br /&gt;But fort lee bstill is one of the safest places to live in N.J.&lt;br /&gt;well i&apos;m also worried about one of my cats Beckie. She can not see that well and she wont know where anything is. &lt;br /&gt;I gotta study sorry.&lt;br /&gt;:)</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 Sep 2005 23:13:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i youloo-loos to play-lay-lay on my-ly-ly banjo-lo-lo but my-ly-ly banjo-lo-lo got bro-lo-lo-lo-loke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i too-loo-look it too-loo-loo a ma-la-lander shol-ol-lop but the mal-lal-lander shol-lo-lop was shu-lu-lu-lu-lut &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i too-loo-look it too-loo-loo ano-la-la-ther shol-ol-lop to see-lee-leee what they-lay-lay could doo-loo-loo-loo-loo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they fill-ill-ixed the stri-li-lings on my-ly-ly banjo-lo-lo and now-low-low it&apos;s goo-loo-lood as new-lew-lew-lew-lew</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 Sep 2005 23:06:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i feel like i must paint my thought on a canvus. but i have no thought at the moment. i am so angry at myself about something that ... i dont know what to do but sit and do nothing. which currently is what i do best. i&apos;m not sure wheather i&apos;ll paint or draw or bang my pillow or rip paper.&lt;br /&gt;what ever i do boy will it hopefuly help my anxiety(how to spell)</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2005 23:26:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ok so i wanna see al these movies but i have so many things to do&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could do everything and be one of those peoples who does everything so fast and doesn&apos;t end up with a head ache.&lt;br /&gt;and also i wish i was super women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has a sugestion contact me:)</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Sep 2005 22:20:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>NeWs...*</title>
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  <description>i dont like school. way to much home work. latin is bad! and so is geography. french is good but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimi if your readin this HI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUSAN if your readin this HIIIIII!!!!! i wanna go see &quot; just like heaven&quot; toooooooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone is readin this HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway i&apos;m bored like always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g2g buh bye</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Sep 2005 22:59:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i am so bored!&lt;br /&gt;i hate school starting. I want summer to nto be over. huh ( sigh )&lt;br /&gt;so ....................bored......................................</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Sep 2005 16:30:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>so, i&apos;m sick and i H*8 it!&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s so annoying. ok ok i&apos;m not sick i have a really annoying cold. ugh. so anyway school starts for me september 8. i&apos;m not excited↓¡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway&lt;br /&gt;thast all my hands hurt from typing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good bye</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2005 01:55:37 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;more to , &apos; MY DARK SIDE&apos; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 28, 1945 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I finally woke up from this odd yet quite interesting dream. I noticed I was still in the hospital where my mom and everyone who was there was crying. I came over to my mom and started hugging her and already I knew what had happened. I came home that day and just sat in my room staring. Constantly I thought to myself how can I be here when my blood relative is up there? I felt guilty as though… as though I should be up there instead of my grandfather. I hadn’t even eaten dinner at all or had anything to drink. I wasn’t very hungry, but then again I never am when I feel like this. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I fell asleep staring at the wall. I don’t feel like writing much today. I feel like I could break something and yet how week I felt at the same time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;more later...&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2005 01:53:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>STORY</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;a continuation of &apos;MY DARK SIDE&apos; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You see, everything that has been happening is completely accidental. It’s only accidental because if my grandfather hadn’t died than none of this would have happend. So that brings me to the story of my dark side. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was dark outside. I’d say about one o’clock in the morning .Me and my mom and Dad were waiting in the hospital. You see my grandfather was sick. He had this disease, but I don’t know what it was because no one tolled me anything except for that he was sick. My mom had gone in to see him while he was asleep. She said some strange words that not even I could understand. Although I was only nine years old . &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; While my mom was in his room I fell asleep and had the weirdest dream about my friend who had died and came back in a ghostly form of some kind. He came back and figured , since he was dead already why not take revenge on some of the kids who use to pick on him. I thought to myself… how can he be taking revenge if he’s dead? But then I thought to myself again… If he’s dead know one can see him so he won’t get caught. But how can he grip anything if he’s a ghost?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;more later...&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2005 01:50:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;My Dark Side&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;April 27, 1945&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was me. My dark side arose. I couldn’t believe everything that was happening. I couldn’t do anything about it because I didn’t have the power&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I will give you the next paragraph every day so u can find out more.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2005 01:45:36 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>so anyway i got stuck in my room for a half hour&lt;br /&gt;i got locked in my bathroom&lt;br /&gt;when i took a shower the water would never turn hot&lt;br /&gt;my hair turned green from my shampoo&lt;br /&gt;and my cats hair got shaved off....... JUST KIDDING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway so what really happend wa i woek up ate and got dressed went to pathmark and then swimming. And ate dinner and tomarrow my dad is going to a funeral for his ex - wife. yup. it&apos;s all true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HARD TO BELIEVE RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT&apos;S TRUE</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 Aug 2005 15:06:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>so i went to the catskills. it was soo cool! we went to Zume Flume water park. it was so amazing! we went on all the rides. and we went to a lake and kiaking ( how to spell )&lt;br /&gt;yesterday before i came home. it was awsome. the lake we went into was beautiful. i cant wait to go again.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 26 Aug 2005 20:17:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;,p&amp;gt;center&amp;gt;SO I&apos;M LEAVING TONIGHT FOR THE CATSKILLS. I CANT WAIT. IT&apos;LL BE SO MUCH FUN TO GO ON RIDES ADN SIT ON A HAMICK. HUH ( SIGH )IF ANY OF YOU HAVENT HEARD YET PLEASE IM C0CONUTMADNESS2 AND BOTHER HER. TELL HER SHE&apos;S A BITCH FOR WHAT SHE DID TO ME. BUT O WONT LET HER RUIN MY REST OF THE DAY. MAN I CANT BELIEVE SCHOOL IS ALMOST HERE. I&apos;M GOING TO 7th GRADE. IT&apos;S NOT THAT EXCITING BUT I HEAR IT&apos;S PRETTY FUN. I GUESS. I&apos;M SO PISSED. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i want her to burry in hot oil. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;i want her to rot in the sun. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i want her to burn in the sun. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;i want her to famish for life.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;i want her to know how badly she hurt me and appologies and then i&apos;ll say &quot; sorry i dont except your appology &quot; ok i guess it&apos;s way to harsh but still she doe owe me at least an appoogy. i dont owe her anything &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;i&apos;m changing the subject.&amp;nbsp;i wrote a stroy a while ago when i was sad about something i dont remember. comment on it please &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;story-----&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#993399&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was asleep in my bed. Dreaming things that only I can imagine. Feeling safe in my bed and not being able to be harmed by anyone or anything is the best feeling you could have. Then I heard it, it was a sound I thought I would never have to hear. And a sound I would never want to hear. My parents were fighting. Fighting in way that only the child, me would understand why. And I couldn’t understand why they were fighting. It stumbled upon me. Where they going to get a divorce. Am I the problem. “What went wrong?”, I asked myself over and over again until my mind had no more thoughts. Thoughts I did not want to hear. Thoughts I didn’t want to think about. I wish that this was my only problem. Instead I wake to find myself in the hospital with my parents not fighting but holding my hand to make me and my problem feel better. Yes, I have cancer. The doctors say that everything will be alright but I know they have to say that to make their patient feel better and they’re told to. I don’t really know if everything will be alright, but I hope that because of my problem my parents don’t start having problems. Then left alone without each other and without me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; A few weeks later&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc33cc&quot;&gt;I feel like I am trapped in a bubble. With no air to breath and no oxygen. I cant breath. I feel as though I am dieing which I am. I am dieing and not being able to see the world or to see and my friends that I will not get to say good by to bothers me in such a way you yourself could not possibly think of. I am lying in bed. My feet curled up with the rest of my body and a tube stuck in my throat on the side. I feel like a tray of food. Not moving or going anywhere, but just staying in one place being fried into another dimension. I wonder what heaven will be like &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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