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  <title>The atlantic was born today and I&apos;ll tell you how...</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Mar 2005 00:33:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>kids this is my new one.</title>
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  <description>&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_in_polaroids&apos; lj:user=&apos;in_polaroids&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://in-polaroids.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://in-polaroids.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;in_polaroids&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; okay this is my new and probably only other journal i will ever make.&amp;nbsp; anyways comment on that one and leave a picture if you can to be added.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>law&amp;order</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Mar 2005 20:04:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Take this into consideration</title>
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  <description>This fucking journal is shit. I made a new one.&lt;br /&gt;Also i hate hearing fucking people complain about the same shit over and over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Dramatic bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, mkg</description>
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  <lj:music>nada</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>i am so bored.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2005 20:42:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>in polaroids you were dressed in women&apos;s clothes</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s snowing. I just looked at a lot of livejournals i didn&apos;t know.  It was interesting but at the same time weird.  I found one from japan which i couldn&apos;t read.  I am thinking of making a new journal but not now. I&apos;d say maybe in the summer i will make it because i am sick of this one.  Wow it is going to be weird when school ends and summer is here.  &lt;br /&gt;I think i am tired enough to sleep,   i have nothing to do.  I have a feeling my older brother, brian, is going to buy me a camera for my birthday.  I don&apos;t need anything else, just that would be nice.  Yeah, my eyes feel heavy.</description>
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  <lj:music>well it is silent now</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">well it is silent now</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2005 04:02:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>just to inform you guys</title>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;my friend&apos;s dad works for lenape school district and we have a half day tomorrow. check the fucking channel assholes. so she says we get out at 11:20!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2005 01:08:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i am tired, this was some of my weekend.</title>
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  <description>Yesterday Casey came over around 7:30. She was suppose to come over earlier and just stay till 9 because of shit she had to do today. But anyways she called her mom around sometime and her mom let her sleepover.  We went to medport around 10 to meet her friend there along with his 2 friends.  Fucking none of us talked, that shit was awkward as hell.  They left we stayed, We talked to some hot girls..liz lennox and k.t. laugh r.t. Before i left microsoft wrote her 3 numbers on my hands.  My mom came and got us and we went to the cemetary.  It was awesome in the dark.  Came home listened to music for hours and finally went to sleep around 4-4:15am.  After she left this morning i hung around then went to my friends and watched SLEEP AWAY CAMP III again.</description>
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  <lj:music>some tv thing</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">some tv thing</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 27 Feb 2005 05:38:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Got this from nikki&apos;s lj</title>
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  <description>1. Reply with your name and I will write something about you.&lt;br /&gt;2. I will then tell what song[s] remind me of you.&lt;br /&gt;3. Next, I will tell you who you remind me of, celebrity/animated or otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;4. Last, I will try to name a single word that best describes you.&lt;br /&gt;5. Put this in your journal.&lt;br /&gt;6. Comment and do the same towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥</description>
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  <lj:music>casey&apos;s vagina hurts</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">casey&apos;s vagina hurts</media:title>
  <lj:mood>i think i&apos;m gay</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Feb 2005 20:04:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>mad tv sucks so much compared to snl</title>
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  <description>I went out with friends to the mall and movies. It was pretty good and anyways I got home and slept.  My brother fixed the computer so now it is fast again.  I feel like I might be getting sick and I am tired. I am suppose to hangout with Casey today.  My mom is at work, i need to clean before she gets home.  There is nothing much to write about, well my birthday is not to far away.  It&apos;s weird that school is going to be over soon, it actually did go by fast.  I don&apos;t care though, i need summer.</description>
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  <lj:music>mad tv song</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">mad tv song</media:title>
  <lj:mood>i am somewhat pissed off</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Feb 2005 00:16:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I want a snow day.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#006600&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Today was pretty good, it started snowing. Which i didn&apos;t really want to happen again.&amp;nbsp; It sucks because today was the last day of volley ball and we are starting micro-pong tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; When I got home I slept all day again.&amp;nbsp; I am watching the school channel all night to see if school is closed tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; I need to do my art assignment soon.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;I got a flask inside my pocket, we can share it on the train&lt;br&gt;And if you promise to stay conscious I will try and do the same&lt;br&gt;We may die from medication, but we sure killed all the pain&lt;br&gt;But what was normal in the evening, by the morning seems insane&quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>lua, bright eyes</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2005 11:59:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I found a shirt i bought 2 months ago and never wore before. it got me excited. okay bye.schhhoooolll timmmeee</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Feb 2005 01:14:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I just made my friend a ridiculous mix for her birthday which is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put a fucking strange song in there by accident.&lt;br /&gt;it breaks the mood. well not really.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Feb 2005 20:16:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Bored_I have nothing to do today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay call if you want to hangout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nose is bleeding now so i am going to go. bye.</description>
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  <lj:music>Photobooth, deathcabforcutie</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Feb 2005 23:29:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Just watching the parent trap (new one)</title>
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  <description>I got a haircut today.  I am hungry &amp; there is nothing to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i need someone to help me with my livejournal.</description>
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  <lj:music>tv</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Feb 2005 05:14:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>x y z</title>
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  <description>Went out with erica-came home-ate some pizza-watched some tv-hungout with erica kel danielle-watching tv and updating this shitzz-bye.</description>
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  <lj:music>x zibit</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>yeah yeah yeahhhhshsshshhs</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Feb 2005 21:04:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>uh jesus it is saturday</title>
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  <description>Lastnight i went to dinner and saw hitch with some friends. i saw  k.t.laugh.r.t. and liz lennox and nolan and danielle at tunes. i really liked the movie. i am really bored now &amp; casey and i are suppose to hangout. I am going to sleep till someone calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye, mkg</description>
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  <lj:music>apology song</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Feb 2005 18:04:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;blackmeninjacuzzies3</title>
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  <description>i had a killer night.</description>
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  <lj:music>kevin playing xbox</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Feb 2005 20:13:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i got home from school yesterday i made 2 calls. Then i fell asleep about 4pm i woke up at 1am and then fell asleep from 3am till 6:15am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.</description>
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  <lj:music>it is so quiet</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Feb 2005 02:14:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>today</title>
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  <description>went out with erica for a little. came home fell asleep to mirah.yes. went out with bob my moms boyfriend. also he bought kel and i some stuff which is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;The end of paralysis, I was a statuette&lt;br /&gt;Now I&apos;m drunk as hell on the piano bench&lt;br /&gt;And when I press the keys it all gets reversed&lt;br /&gt;The sound of loneliness makes me happier&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        p.s. listen to february fifteenth by bright eyes because that is today.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Feb 2005 02:48:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my nose hurts so bad.</title>
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  <description>i just got off the phone with Tajin and Ruani, an hour long.&lt;br /&gt;they are moving tomorrow morning.  i am sad about that but they are going to call me when they get settled in and shit.  so anyways i have to do my art homework and practice my science stuff, presentation tomorrow. i also went over deAnna&apos;s today &amp; i think i am going over tomorrow.  well i guess i should go now. &amp;lt;happy valentine&amp;#39;s day3 __later.</description>
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  <lj:music>my mom snoring</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">my mom snoring</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Feb 2005 02:40:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>No Lies, Just Love</title>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&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; &quot;I wrote this for a baby who is yet to be born&lt;br&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; My brothers&apos; first child, I hope that womb&apos;s not too warm&lt;br&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; Cause it&apos;s cold out here, and it will be quite a shock&lt;br&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; To breathe this air, to discover loss &lt;br&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; So I&apos;d like to make some changes&lt;br&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; Before you arrive&lt;br&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; So when your new eyes meet mine&lt;br&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;&amp;nbsp; They won&apos;t see &lt;strong&gt;no lies&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&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;&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; Just love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&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;&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; Just love&lt;br&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; I will be pure&lt;br&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; No, no, I know I will be pure&lt;br&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; Like snow&lt;br&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; Like gold&lt;br&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; Like snow&lt;br&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;&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; Like gold&quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Bright eyes</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Feb 2005 19:09:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;But me, I&apos;m a single cell on the serpent&apos;s tongue&quot;</title>
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  <description>i&apos;m not hanging out with joe and kris today for the project that is due tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Because joe is busy today and tomorrow kris is busy so we will just have to make up the presentation when it is our turn on the spot. gay.&lt;br /&gt;anyways i am bored. i just made deAnna a mix. i want to go out today.&lt;br /&gt;i am goning to go now. call if you want to hangout today. bye.</description>
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  <lj:music>poison oak, bright eyes</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Feb 2005 04:43:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>got this from deanna, i am so bored.</title>
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  <description>BASICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name: Megan Gouda&lt;br /&gt;birthday: April 26, 1990&lt;br /&gt;age: 14&lt;br /&gt;school you go to: Shawnee&lt;br /&gt;job: i don&apos;t work&lt;br /&gt;best friend: lauren and some others&lt;br /&gt;bf/gf?: no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT THE MOMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair color: some shade of red &lt;br /&gt;Hair style: shoulder length,curly most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you washed it?: this morning&lt;br /&gt;Clothes: black pants. button up shirt striped colors&lt;br /&gt;Undies: blue, victoria secret brand&lt;br /&gt;Make up: nothing&lt;br /&gt;Song: none&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about: science project due monday, having to hangout with kris and joe tomorrow, telling them i did the stuff they asked me to do and i still haven&apos;t done it, my nose hurts, my eyes feel dry, the scar on my hand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom&apos;s name: Joanne&lt;br /&gt;Dad&apos;s name: William&lt;br /&gt;Siblings?: Brian, Mike, Kellie, JoJo&lt;br /&gt;Do you get along with your siblings: yes&lt;br /&gt;If you&apos;re an only child, do you like it?: N/A&lt;br /&gt;do you like going to your grandparents house?: when i do go it&apos;s nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON RELATIONSHIPS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name of the person you like/are going out with: i do not like anybody.&lt;br /&gt;why do you like him/her?: no&lt;br /&gt;is there anything about them that you don&apos;t like?: no&lt;br /&gt;do you love this person?: no&lt;br /&gt;what do you think about love?: it&apos;s good.&lt;br /&gt;what do you think about soul mates?: they exist.&lt;br /&gt;what do you think about sex before marriage?: it&apos;s word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;do you meet most of your friends at school?: no.&lt;br /&gt;Which of your friends gets on your nerves the most? not sure.&lt;br /&gt;List all your friends: lauren, ashlee, robyn, deanna, casey, anna, abby, alexis, erica, danielle, melissa, liz, jenny, katey, deeneille, becky, devon, and others &lt;br /&gt;How many is that?: i don&apos;t know&lt;br /&gt;Do you hang out with them on a regular basis?: like 1 of them&lt;br /&gt;place the above people in the following catagories...&lt;br /&gt;Close friends: &lt;br /&gt;Friends: &lt;br /&gt;Close Casuals: &lt;br /&gt;do you think you&apos;re popular?: no&lt;br /&gt;Does it matter to you whether you&apos;re popular or not?: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONVERSATIONS/TALKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was said to you this week that you can&apos;t stop thinking about?: &quot;was it on the first page of google or first link?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Who said it?:kris&lt;br /&gt;Why did they say it?: they wanted to know something for science he said it to me an hour ago&lt;br /&gt;Why does this stick out above everything else said to you this week?: because it is a fucking retarded question and i feel like kicking him in the balls bc it is fucking stupid.&lt;br /&gt;What was the nicest thing anyone has ever said to you?: uh probably just that they loved me or something along those lines.&lt;br /&gt;What was the nicest thing you&apos;ve ever told someone?: I loved them.&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever confessed that they LIKE you? maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever confessed that you like someone else? maybe i can&apos;t remember.&lt;br /&gt;do you have trouble expressing your emotions or saying the hard stuff? not really but sometimes i get tongue tied and i can&apos;t even talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE/RANDOM Qs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time do you wake up in the morning?: weekday- lately 5:45. weekend- depends what time i fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;What time does work/school start for you?: 7:20am.&lt;br /&gt;What do you usually do after school/work?: sleep, hangout with erica, sometimes deanna&apos;s, listen to music.&lt;br /&gt;What do you do in your spare time?: listen to music. sleep. draw.&lt;br /&gt;Why do you like it?: because i do.&lt;br /&gt;Do you procrastinate or do you get your work in on time? both&lt;br /&gt;Is the way you look important to you?: sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;What do you have issues with (list all)? friends sometimes, school.&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of Abercrombie?: it&apos;s good.&lt;br /&gt;What is the one thing you&apos;d like to accomplish in your life?: i don&apos;t know yet.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 12 Feb 2005 23:46:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ohhhh shit son</title>
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  <description>i think i had a fever last night. i went out with erica today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will probably be the most awkwardest day of my life.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Feb 2005 18:05:06 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i got home from school like 20 minutes ago. i am going to sleep for a while. call if you see this. or just call.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Feb 2005 02:31:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>sleep : Tizzle talk</title>
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  <description>I slept from 3 to 7:15 after school today is was amazing.  I have to do homework. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- science project</description>
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  <lj:music>the tv just turned blue</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Feb 2005 23:52:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I went out with erica today we had a good time.  Oh i feel weird i got to go and do nothing bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck is this-----this sucks ass i have this science project due moday or tuesday and my group and i still have not done shit. i guess i have to do it over the weekend with these kids.</description>
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