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  <title>He Hasnt any Wings how does he FLY?</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jun 2006 02:20:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Me and Him</title>
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  <description>Me yo what up?&lt;br /&gt;Him: watering my plants &lt;br /&gt;Me aww&lt;br /&gt;Me make sure you give them a little kiss&lt;br /&gt;Him: oh i talk.  to them . &lt;br /&gt;Him: and .  hugs&lt;br /&gt;Me thats good enough&lt;br /&gt;Him: some have thorns . .&lt;br /&gt;Him: gotta be careful &lt;br /&gt;Me ohh yeah that would be bad&lt;br /&gt;Me cant have you prick your finger&lt;br /&gt;Him: or  my nose&lt;br /&gt;Me true&lt;br /&gt;Me that would be bad...cause you&apos;d have no one to kiss it and make better&lt;br /&gt;Me lol&lt;br /&gt;Him: awwwwwww&lt;br /&gt;Him: you &amp; allie&lt;br /&gt;Him: ughh&lt;br /&gt;Me aw whast wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Him: two cute kisses&lt;br /&gt;Me is that what the &quot;ughh&quot; was for? lol&lt;br /&gt;Him: yessss&lt;br /&gt;Me hmmm&lt;br /&gt;Me well if youd prick your finger then drive down here im pretty sure i could work something out&lt;br /&gt;Him: k&lt;br /&gt;Me cool..lol&lt;br /&gt;Him: done&lt;br /&gt;Him: deal&lt;br /&gt;Me lets shake on it&lt;br /&gt;Him: ill be carefull&lt;br /&gt;Me good&lt;br /&gt;Him: do you know where corona is??&lt;br /&gt;Him: hmmm&lt;br /&gt;Me kinda...but not really&lt;br /&gt;Him: i  might have  to drive there . .&lt;br /&gt;Him: hmmm&lt;br /&gt;Me por que?&lt;br /&gt;Him: a toy ./ &lt;br /&gt;Him: synthisizer  thingy&lt;br /&gt;Me ah fun&lt;br /&gt;Him: yeahh&lt;br /&gt;Him: i collect em&lt;br /&gt;Me i noticed&lt;br /&gt;Him: hahah&lt;br /&gt;Him: www.myspace/sad1robot&lt;br /&gt;Him: thats my alias  side band&lt;br /&gt;Me okay&lt;br /&gt;Him: stuff i did in my apartment&lt;br /&gt;Me okay&lt;br /&gt;Me didnt work&lt;br /&gt;Him: ooops&lt;br /&gt;Him: www.myspace.com/sad1robot&lt;br /&gt;Him: oops&lt;br /&gt;Me is that wrong too?&lt;br /&gt;Him: nope&lt;br /&gt;Him: that will take you there&lt;br /&gt;Me i like it..how sad though you only have one friend&lt;br /&gt;Him: i kn ow!&lt;br /&gt;Me its making me groove a bit&lt;br /&gt;Him: i just  made the page . .  yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Me ah well now you have three...&lt;br /&gt;Him: yay!&lt;br /&gt;Me haha&lt;br /&gt;Me: i smell like chlorine&lt;br /&gt;Him: im a nerd&lt;br /&gt;Me its okay i am too&lt;br /&gt;Him: you were swimming?&lt;br /&gt;Him:: i shaved   .&lt;br /&gt;Him: im a new man&lt;br /&gt;Me yeah we have a pool, today i realized just how white i was&lt;br /&gt;Me aw no more scruffy guy&lt;br /&gt;Him: it returns . .&lt;br /&gt;Him: by 5 &lt;br /&gt;Him: the scruff&lt;br /&gt;Him: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Him: hey!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Him: brb&lt;br /&gt;Him: oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Me have fun?&lt;br /&gt;Him: with a vengence&lt;br /&gt;Him: totally.. &lt;br /&gt;Me good&lt;br /&gt;Him: ): hmmm. .&lt;br /&gt;Me i had an odd experiance at my trip to the film developing place&lt;br /&gt;Him: what happnd?&lt;br /&gt;Me i had them develope my film, and they printed all the pictures backwards.&lt;br /&gt;Me i was pretty p.o.ed&lt;br /&gt;Him: bazaaar&lt;br /&gt;Me yeah&lt;br /&gt;Me you&apos;d think theyd now how to print correctly&lt;br /&gt;Him: tell bout it&lt;br /&gt;Me yup&lt;br /&gt;Me but at least i have a printing lab at school so i can fix it&lt;br /&gt;Him: ): wownt they fix it?&lt;br /&gt;Him: the plac e&lt;br /&gt;Me no cause all i really needed was the negatives...casue our lab doesnt have the chemicals to develope color negs. so i had to go to this place&lt;br /&gt;Him: ughh&lt;br /&gt;Me yeah what a hassle &lt;br /&gt;Him: well . . im off to my dads . .&lt;br /&gt;Him: for dinner . &lt;br /&gt;Him: and blab&lt;br /&gt;Me ah dont eat to much&lt;br /&gt;Him: adios&lt;br /&gt;Me adios&lt;br /&gt;Him: oh i willl&lt;br /&gt;Me i bet you will&lt;br /&gt;Him: bachelor  diet&lt;br /&gt;Me haha&lt;br /&gt;Him: eat while you can&lt;br /&gt;Me your funny&lt;br /&gt;Him: ive ZIP&lt;br /&gt;Him: in my fidge&lt;br /&gt;Me: aw i&apos;ll have to make you dinner sometime&lt;br /&gt;Him: hot saucce&lt;br /&gt;Him: ive got that&lt;br /&gt;Me: thats no good&lt;br /&gt;Him: and champagne&lt;br /&gt;Him: hahah&lt;br /&gt;Me: thats better...&lt;br /&gt;Him: byeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;Me: byeee</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Mar 2006 05:55:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>lolz makes me laugh</title>
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  <description>me: did you go clubbing last night?&lt;br /&gt;him: sat?&lt;br /&gt;him: i stayed  home . .  last night&lt;br /&gt;him: watched sopranos&lt;br /&gt;me: thats ufn&lt;br /&gt;me: fun&lt;br /&gt;him: whats  fun??&lt;br /&gt;me: watching sopranos&lt;br /&gt;him: ooooooohh&lt;br /&gt;him: indeed&lt;br /&gt;me: lol&lt;br /&gt;him: gnarly too&lt;br /&gt;me: yes&lt;br /&gt;me: i never got into that show&lt;br /&gt;me: i watch it when my dad does&lt;br /&gt;him: i dont have cable . &lt;br /&gt;him: i rent the back seasons . .  at  blckbster&lt;br /&gt;me: thats depressing&lt;br /&gt;me: no cable&lt;br /&gt;him: yeah . .&lt;br /&gt;him: by choice &lt;br /&gt;me: really&lt;br /&gt;me: why?&lt;br /&gt;him: next move . .&lt;br /&gt;him: whack the   comp &lt;br /&gt;me: getting rid off technology?&lt;br /&gt;me: of**&lt;br /&gt;him: haha  .. never&lt;br /&gt;me : oh&lt;br /&gt;him: tv ..  i usually just watch  conan . &lt;br /&gt;me: why would you &quot;whack&quot; the computer&lt;br /&gt;him: its another ..   time waster&lt;br /&gt;him: but ..   then &lt;br /&gt;him: i have my good ol cell phone &lt;br /&gt;him: that has  AIM&lt;br /&gt;me: yes&lt;br /&gt;him: hehe&lt;br /&gt;me: well thats okay then&lt;br /&gt;me: what do you like about conan&lt;br /&gt;him: everything&lt;br /&gt;him: hes a genius&lt;br /&gt;him: and tall&lt;br /&gt;me: oh&lt;br /&gt;him: he did go to harvard!&lt;br /&gt;me: would you marry him?&lt;br /&gt;him: hes taken&lt;br /&gt;me: darn those wives&lt;br /&gt;me: take all the good men &lt;br /&gt;him: dont they!&lt;br /&gt;me: yes they do&lt;br /&gt;me: long term girlfriends too&lt;br /&gt;him: grrrr&lt;br /&gt;me: like heath ledger&lt;br /&gt;me: johnny depp&lt;br /&gt;him: im going to a show . .  at the viper room .. &lt;br /&gt;him: 10 30&lt;br /&gt;me: nice&lt;br /&gt;me: whos playing?&lt;br /&gt;him: johnny depp used to own the  viper room  how  funny&lt;br /&gt;him: you should  mention&lt;br /&gt;me: yes he did&lt;br /&gt;me: one of friends dads played there when he ran it&lt;br /&gt;him: well . . im gonna jet!&lt;br /&gt;him: Adios!  you&lt;br /&gt;me: okay&lt;br /&gt;me: adios to you too!&lt;br /&gt;me: hasta manana&lt;br /&gt;him: have a nice nite&lt;br /&gt;me: you too &lt;br /&gt;me: stay away from the hookers@&lt;br /&gt;me: !&lt;br /&gt;him: hahahah&lt;br /&gt;him: ill try  illtry&lt;br /&gt;me: you better&lt;br /&gt;him: love those hookers&lt;br /&gt;me: dont go into ally&apos;s either&lt;br /&gt;him: awww  ill try not to&lt;br /&gt;me: wouldnt eant to be taken advantage of</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Mar 2006 01:45:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>viva la twincest!!!!</title>
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  <description>photoROBOTwabike (4:27:25 PM): twin!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (4:27:29 PM): omg&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (4:27:32 PM): i spent $100&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:28:59 PM): and it wasnt on me&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (4:29:11 PM): haha&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (4:29:12 PM): sorry&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:29:49 PM): tis okay&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:30:53 PM): myspace is taking for EVER to log me in&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:31:03 PM): finally&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (4:31:37 PM): haha&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:31:44 PM): omg&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:32:36 PM): i want smoers&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:32:40 PM): smores&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (4:32:41 PM): make some&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:32:50 PM): i will eventually&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:32:55 PM): it envolves me getting up&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (4:33:15 PM): haha&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:33:35 PM): i know sad huh?&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (4:34:27 PM): yeah&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:34:51 PM): i am uploading new pictures&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:39:47 PM): which one do you like better&lt;br /&gt;ATTENTION (4:40:07 PM): File Transfer session initiated.&lt;br /&gt;ATTENTION (4:40:14 PM): File transfer for emo.jpg is complete.&lt;br /&gt;ATTENTION (4:40:54 PM): File transfer for headphone1.jpg is complete.&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (4:41:03 PM): second one&lt;br /&gt;ATTENTION (4:41:34 PM): File transfer for headphone2.jpg is complete.&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (4:41:41 PM): 3rd!&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:41:52 PM): i thought so&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:42:04 PM): freaken myspace isnt loading&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (4:42:28 PM): kick it haha&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:42:37 PM): sure&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:44:35 PM): and risk getting killed for breaking the computer&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (4:44:45 PM): haha&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:48:46 PM): stupid myspace&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (4:49:02 PM): yes&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:49:16 PM): hey what do you think of this guy&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:50:36 PM): &lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/albums/y39/theoutlawoftorn/?action=view¤t=10973ad0.jpg&quot;&gt;http://photobucket.com/albums/y39/theoutlawoftorn/?action=view¤t=10973ad0.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (4:51:45 PM): s&apos;ok&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:51:52 PM): thats what thought&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (4:52:29 PM): why?&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:53:09 PM): well hes my friends firend&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:53:29 PM): and i talked to him on the phone and i made the mistake of saying he sounded hot&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (4:53:37 PM): haha&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:53:40 PM): **smacks forhead**&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (4:54:05 PM): what did he say?&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:54:53 PM): oh reakky&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (4:55:30 PM): he looks kinda girly&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:55:44 PM): ya&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (4:55:52 PM): but hes sweet&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:02:41 PM): so what are you up to?&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:02:53 PM): myspace&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:03:03 PM): i see&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:03:07 PM): i still can log on&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:07:42 PM): have you seen my myspace&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:07:47 PM): i changed it agaion&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:08:04 PM): ill look now&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:08:10 PM): coo&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:08:57 PM): we need to find me a vest and sweat band like his!!!!&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:09:12 PM): yes!&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:09:30 PM): next monday?&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:09:33 PM): yes&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:09:43 PM): YES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:09:52 PM): YES!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:09:52 PM): ill ask&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:09:59 PM): lol&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:10:04 PM): im hilarious&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:10:18 PM): hey did brandon look st the note?&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:10:32 PM): i dunno&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:10:37 PM): i just put it in his pocket&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:10:48 PM): **moans**&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:12:01 PM): **sigh**&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:12:09 PM): i get nervous when i whitnk about him&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:12:12 PM): aww&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:12:14 PM): cute&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:12:27 PM): i know&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:12:31 PM): i cant help myself&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:12:53 PM): we need to make videos like his&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:12:56 PM): but better&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:13:03 PM): yeah&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:13:31 PM): I NEED A AMBERCROMBIE SWEATBAND&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:13:36 PM): I WANT IT WITH A PASSION&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:13:39 PM): haha&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:13:42 PM): AND BRANDON&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:13:47 PM): wanna see my expensive purse?&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:13:51 PM): YAYA!!&lt;br /&gt;ATTENTION (5:14:51 PM): File transfer for Picture 49.jpg is complete.&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:14:54 PM): i know me outfit for techno girl&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:14:58 PM): ?&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:15:24 PM): my**&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:15:29 PM): and the purse is cute&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:15:44 PM): from nothing shocking or ipso facto&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:15:50 PM): i get them confused&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:16:02 PM): nothing shocking&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:16:08 PM): cute&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:16:24 PM): better be cute for $100&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:17:47 PM): okay so my outfit is going to be a white short sleeved shirt [i have already] a black vest [i need this]  ambercrombie sweatband [i need] softball socks [i need] my vans shoes [i have duh] and my blue gym short&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:18:22 PM): socks&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:18:27 PM): i have blue soccer ones&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:18:29 PM): my sisters&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:18:33 PM): but she might let you use them&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:18:38 PM): vest&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:18:40 PM): goodwill?&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:18:52 PM): thats what im thinking&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:19:38 PM): blue or red shorts?&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:19:56 PM): hm...&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:20:00 PM): red it more look at me&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:20:05 PM): *is&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:20:09 PM): blue it like workout&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:20:12 PM): *is&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:20:16 PM): okay red&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:20:22 PM): what are you weraind&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:20:26 PM): wearing&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:20:27 PM): i have no idea&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:20:32 PM): i have chunky shoes&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:20:36 PM): argyle socks&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:20:43 PM): dark jeans&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:20:46 PM): what are argyle socks&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:20:48 PM): i need an emo top&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:21:07 PM): &lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v486/msmichael/argyle.jpg&quot;&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v486/msmichael/argyle.jpg&lt;/a&gt; argyle pattern&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:21:25 PM): thats what i thought&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:21:28 PM): cool&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:21:54 PM): &lt;a href=&quot;http://racinggreen.co.uk/shop/images/var/thumbs/650-521-600-005-NAVY_tw299_th299.jpg&quot;&gt;http://racinggreen.co.uk/shop/images/var/thumbs/650-521-600-005-NAVY_tw299_th299.jpg&lt;/a&gt; a lot like mine&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:22:11 PM): cute&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:22:54 PM): my little sister is pmsing literally&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:23:02 PM): aww&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:23:09 PM): its pissing me off&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:23:19 PM): shes crying at a pin drop&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:23:31 PM): getting angery at inatimate objects&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:24:49 PM): &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.questionablecontent.net/merch.php&quot;&gt;http://www.questionablecontent.net/merch.php&lt;/a&gt; i want to try and make either teh, the unicorn or the guiter&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:24:53 PM): *guitar&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:25:18 PM): do you have a panis! at the disco shirt?&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:25:25 PM): panic!*&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:25:41 PM): yup&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:25:44 PM): are you going?&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:26:08 PM): no&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:26:10 PM): and going where?&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:26:19 PM): opps wrong person&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:26:19 PM): lol&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:26:56 PM): oops&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:27:32 PM): dork&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:27:42 PM): nothing is coming up from the link&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:28:11 PM): grr&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:28:12 PM): nvm&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:30:30 PM): blah&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:30:32 PM): blah&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:30:38 PM): ahhh crash&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:30:40 PM): splat&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:30:46 PM): ahh help me &lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:30:52 PM): **reaches up**&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:31:02 PM): im to young to fall off a builing&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:31:03 PM): haha&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:31:08 PM): wtf?&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:31:42 PM): i cant go on much londer&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:31:46 PM): longer&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:32:41 PM): must have brandon bring me back to life&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:32:48 PM): **takes last breath**&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:33:01 PM): and makes heart sign over croth&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:33:12 PM): viva la twincest!&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:33:36 PM): haha&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:33:39 PM): you are so weird!&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:33:44 PM): and&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:33:59 PM): **opens eyes and jumps up an ddhoes the happy dance**&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:35:08 PM): woot&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:35:19 PM): i love ya me lovely little lass&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:35:24 PM): i love you too!&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:35:38 PM): pip pip cherio&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:35:40 PM): omg i love my purse&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:35:50 PM): i love your purse&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:36:03 PM): haha im gonna bring it to school like tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:36:08 PM): im gonna buy a new binder&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:36:11 PM): and a hole puncher&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:36:16 PM): and organize my stuff&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:36:21 PM): and bring my binger and purse&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:36:25 PM): *binder&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:37:37 PM): woot&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:37:57 PM): i love shirts and jeans&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:38:04 PM): me too&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:38:06 PM): ugh&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:38:13 PM): almost time for work&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:38:15 PM): i need new jeans tho&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:38:19 PM): awww&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:38:23 PM): dont leave me&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:38:39 PM): and this really cute shirt i found on the internet&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:39:12 PM): its also in a magazine i&apos;ll bring the magazine tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:39:16 PM): its like &lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:39:44 PM): a get brandon to look at my chest shirt&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:39:48 PM): haha&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:40:00 PM): should i wear a shirt tht makes my boobs look huge tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:40:17 PM): shaw&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:40:20 PM): haha ok&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:40:39 PM): bring me my shirt tomorrow and a shirt of yours tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:40:51 PM): i want to be like you&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:42:18 PM): uh&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:42:25 PM): i kinda cant find yours right now&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:42:28 PM): cleaning lady came over&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:42:36 PM): time to go&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:42:38 PM): ill be back at 10&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:42:41 PM): fine bring me shirt of yours still&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:42:45 PM): bye bye &amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:42:47 PM): bye&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:42:49 PM): love ya&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:42:54 PM): love you too&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:42:57 PM): viva la twincest!&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:43:11 PM): haha&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:43:13 PM): si!&lt;br /&gt;uwldkillforthis (5:43:14 PM): ole!&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:43:20 PM): adios&lt;br /&gt;photoROBOTwabike (5:43:21 PM): ole!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Mar 2006 00:22:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>oddly enough my twin got the same one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.quizilla.com/R/RE/REA/ReallyFuckingHigh/1134800292_sericordia.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;HASH(0x8d55c80)&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dissapointment:  You are the true form of a person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dissapointed for so long, they no longer know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reality from fantasy.  You most likely wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to live in a world so different from where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are now.  You most likely get caught up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in books, but you have unique knowledge.  You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desire adventure, and anything that you feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would make your life better.  Youre world may&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not be that good, but you can make it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: Reality Or What We See/Seem, Is But A Dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within A Dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Element: Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: Light Brown, Or Hazel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: Dreamer, Disspointed, Smart, Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a title=&quot;Take this quiz at Quizilla&quot; href=&quot;http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=57&amp;amp;url=http://quizilla.com/users/ReallyFuckingHigh/quizzes/What&amp;#39;s%20Your%20Dark%20Emotion%3F%20(Amazing%20Pics%2BDark)&quot;&gt; What&apos;s Your Dark Emotion? (Amazing Pics+Dark)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-2&quot;&gt;brought to you by &lt;a title=&quot;Quiz, Horoscope, Flash Games, Poems - Quizilla!&quot; href=&quot;http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=56&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com&quot;&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Mar 2006 00:12:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>yup this is a update</title>
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  <description>so here i am talking to my firend from New York who i met from my friend talita.  and well besides that nothing else is happining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to a concert next wednsday, and im going to a dance with my twin next friday.  and well besdies that everything is pretty boring.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Feb 2006 05:34:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>current events</title>
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  <description>so today my mom [in georgia] has decided that georgia would not be an ideal place to live after the divorce becuase the work hours are to long. so she wants to move to kansas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i love kansas i dont want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 kansas ends all my dreams of becoming a photographer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 kansas has no color guard team in any of the high scholls i can choose from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 and yes i have michael, derek, and forest to return to my friend ileana is moving to georgia this summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i like need to move to georgia its the one thing i want, that i have wanted in such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;who cares that i will most likely take on the mother role&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;georgia has my greams</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Feb 2006 01:23:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>conversations on a wobbly computer</title>
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  <description>so today i was talking to my friends rocker pal...[scruffy guy]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: hey whats up? this is christinas friend brittany&lt;br /&gt;scruffy guy: H i&lt;br /&gt;me: hi&lt;br /&gt;me: how are you?&lt;br /&gt;scruffy guy: Good u?&lt;br /&gt;me: pretty good&lt;br /&gt;me: watcha up to?&lt;br /&gt;scruffy guy: Im drivin1g&lt;br /&gt;scruffy guy: Errands hmmm&lt;br /&gt;me: wow you can multitask&lt;br /&gt;me: errands are fun...sometimes&lt;br /&gt;scruffy guy: O yeah! hehe&lt;br /&gt;me: especially when they are for food&lt;br /&gt;me: [smiley face]&lt;br /&gt;me: so christina got me hooked to The Shore&lt;br /&gt;scruffy guy: Good!&lt;br /&gt;scruffy guy: Im happy&lt;br /&gt;me:  you should be</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Feb 2006 02:13:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dont you wish</title>
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  <description>that your life was like a sims? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you die you can quite the game and when you log back on [if you didnt save] you&apos;d be alive again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it make my life so much better if i could just exit and when i come back everything will be fixed and almost perfect.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Feb 2006 02:11:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>randomness</title>
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  <description>so today i am feeling even more horrible then this week altogether. my stomach is nauseous, my throaght is scratchy, im tired, and everytime i stand up i get dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the small +side my sim children are all teenagers except the newborn and her unborn.  so horomons are all over that house [two boys two girls] and well what can i say its a complicated life</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 07 Feb 2006 03:53:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>am i a good person</title>
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  <description>what judges a good person. is it when they open the door for a person, or when you give the needy money or clothes.  or when you take the time to get to hear someones story whether they are young and old. or when someone needs a hug and a shoulder to cry on?  and when you do succed at being a good person how do know your not getting to attached and start getting crazy with good actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when do you know, and how do you start.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 02 Feb 2006 00:42:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>como te...elmo?</title>
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  <description>holo, me llama Brittany Land. Mi familia es enorme.  Mi perro y gato es muy bonita y hilarioso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love/hate spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was good again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except for when my poptart fell on the ground....that was sad</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2006 03:35:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sweet Return</title>
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  <description>So today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won a spanish game and got three bravos...that was sweet.&lt;br /&gt;from then on the day couldnt have been better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything just went smoothly escpesialy when we got our new assignment for photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess waht this project is going to be sweet since we might get our friends from GGE to be in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes the world is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and me and my twin got to hang out for a joyous reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sho almost kille me tho when she sun me on the wheel of death.&lt;br /&gt;she also said she is maybe going to help me get a scruffy sexy guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol i love you twin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and we played with this little kid named calvin..he was cool he spun us on the wheel of death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now im eating togo&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is good</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Jun 2005 23:37:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Mi Storia (chapter one)</title>
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  <description>“Hey, you need a ride?” Sam ignored this question and continued reading her book.&lt;br /&gt;“Sam?” She looked up and squinted her eyes to see who called her name. “Do you need a ride?”  It was John.&lt;br /&gt;“Um…no I think I’ll just wait for the bus, I don’t think you’d want to go out of your way to drive me,” she replied as she looked around to see if the bus was there. &lt;br /&gt;“Are you sure I mean it wouldn’t be….”&lt;br /&gt;“No, its fine the bus will be here soon,” she said giving him a slight smile in reassurance.  He nodded his head and rolled up the window.  She watched him drive off and smiled as he rounded the corner a few streets later.  That was rather odd, John usually doesn’t ever really do nice things for me.  Sam looked around and saw the group of kids walk into the pizza place across the street and a couple walking there dogs and the girl gazing fondly at her ring and giving the guy next to her a kiss.  The walked off into distance.  &lt;br /&gt;She looked at her book and tried finding her spot again but lost interest and put it on her backpack.  She put her back against the wall and looked up at the graffiti on the bus stops ceiling.  “Clarisse loves pussy call her 555-7689.”  Sam sighed and shook her head.  She looked over to her left and saw the bus, finally, she put her book in her bag and pulled her bus pass out of her pocket and stood up.  She got on the bus and swiped her card.  She scanned the seat and a few people gave her a glance then returned to there conversations.  Sam walked to the back of the bus and sat down next to sleeping old man.  She looked at him and noticed he was dressed in three sweatshirts and had the stench of stale alcohol and cigarettes.  He stirred and she snapped her head to the window and saw the restaurant.  Her eyes started to sting to a fresh flow of tears and a flood of memories came back.  She wiped her eyes on her sweatshirt and started to observe the other passengers.  A slightly scruffy boy caught her eye and they stared at each other waiting to see who would glance away first.  He smiled and gave a little wave.  She smiled back and looked out the window again.  A minute later she looked back and saw him looking at his book.  She looked him up and down; he was wearing a billabong shirt and faded jeans with sandals.  He was wearing sunglasses but they were behind his head and his hear was light brown and had what kids from her school called the “emo” do.  Out of the corner of her eye she saw the liquor store and jumped to pull the cord, the man next to her jumped and a brown paper bag rolled to the ground. The man scrambled after it and looked around to see if anyone saw it.  The boy looked over at her and gave her a knowing grin and put his book away and stood up.  &lt;br /&gt;Uh oh why is he standing up?  Does he live down here?  Why haven’t I ever seen him before?  She watched him walk to the door and when the bus pulled over she stood up and followed him off the bus.  He looked over his shoulder and stopped, then turned around.  &lt;br /&gt;“Hi.” He said putting his sun glasses on.&lt;br /&gt;“Hello” She replied and readjusted her backpack. “How are you?” he smiled, “Good”.  The looked at each other and smiled again.  &lt;br /&gt;“Which way are you going?” He asked, staring to walk again.  &lt;br /&gt;“Over on Las Palmas” she replied tilting her head to the right, “and you?”&lt;br /&gt;“No I’m over that way”  &lt;br /&gt;“Oh well” she said stopping to push the button to cross the street, “it was nice meeting you…”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh yeah, it’s Nick.” &lt;br /&gt;“I’m Sam” &lt;br /&gt;“Nice to see you Sam you go to Fullerton?” he said nodding to her sweatshirt.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, yeah.” &lt;br /&gt;“Yeah I just transferred over there; well I’ll let you go” he said pointing to the little green man across the street.&lt;br /&gt;“O, okay well see you around then” she called as she started her walk to the other side.&lt;br /&gt;“Most definitely” he said waving and started his trek up the hill.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Jun 2005 17:39:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I am none to get....FrEaKy</title>
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  <description>okay so I am Back and really tired.  This is my week starting on thursday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      *Thursday~ I went to my Nana and Papa&apos;s house down in Barstow fell asleep in the car and lost feeling in my hand when I woke up.  When we got to Barstow my cousin and I were talking about how she thinks my School is full of PrEpS.  Which isnt true and well yeah, after that she made me from &quot;punk and nerdy&quot; to &quot;preppy and CuTe&quot;  for my cousins graduation, the reason for me being down there.  We went and I met some of her friends, three fights broke out and cops were patroling the stands.  There are so many pregnate people in Barstow a lot of them are uber young too!  Well back to the story... They had fireworks and I gave relitves hugs that were there and went back to my Nana&apos;s and Papa&apos;s.  Watched EuroTrip.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      *Friday~Woke up at about 2 and had lunch (love my Nana&apos;s cooking). Nothing exciting read my book and got a new skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      *Saturday~ this is when the fun begins.  I went and got ready for my cousins Grad party at 7.  Jeans and a light blue and black halter tops layered on eachother and went with my cousin and Nana.  It was really slow in the beggining my Uncle got me a Margerita and about an hour later I got a Daquiri.  Yum havent had alcohol in a while so I felt weird.  Me and this girl were dancing and and got in troube a couple of times...a lot of parents were ther and old people.  Had a few more drinks and went home about 12:30 and didnt go to sleep till about 2.  Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         *Sunday~ Okay all those drinks got to me the next morning really tired and my head was throbbing and really REALLY dizzy stayed in bed for a while till I realized I had to go home in about 2 hours so I took a shower and got ready etc.etc.  Parents got me in Victorville and it was okay we went to go see Mr. and Mrs. Smith an AWESOME MOVIE.  The trouble started when we went home we got Carls Jr and they gave me the bag and they got made when I said Iwouldnt carry it because Ihad to many things to carry and well Iended up carrying it and every got mad because Ididnt give them there food till I ot settled.  (Im such a Bitch) Well I ate in the Kitchen away fri\om them and saw that they havent done ANY chores when I was gone and well that justed pissd me off they are so realible on my it sucks I hate it.  Well not only  that but the painters repainted my door and my vintage autographed stickers were ripped in half and put on the wall next to my door and well I had had it then I was mad till my Mom and I watched Breakfast Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      *The Rest of the Week~ Studying for finals and FUCKIN MICHALE JACKSON IS INOCCENT OF ALL CHARGES AND THAT SUCKS GAHHHHH grrr i hate it. and this freakin guy is smacking next to me and i wanna pop him in the head i hate it grrr</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 31 May 2005 17:20:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ELO?</title>
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  <description>OKAY SO I DONT KNOW WHY I AM TYPING IN ALL CAPS MAYBE ITS BECAUSE I AM IN A WEIRD MOOD LATELY OR I AM JUST NOT MYSELF. IT COULD ALSO BE BECAUSE I AM LAZY LOW SELF ESTEEM B**** WHO DOESNT CARE ABOUT OTHER PEOPLE AND ONLT THINKS OF HER SELF.  THATS WHY I LIKE SCHOOL,ITS THE ONLY PLACE I ACTUALLY FEEL NORMAL AND LIKE A HUMAN BEING WHO ISNT BEING BLOODY DEGRADED EVERY SECOND SHE WALK INTO THE SAME ROOM AS MY BLOODY PARENTS.  I SWEAR, WHAT THE HELL IS MY PARENTS PROBLEM I AM THE ONLY KID THEY HAVE HAD BESIDES TARA THAT IS ACTUALLY DOING WELL IN SCHOOL.  AND GASH DARNIT WHY WONT THEY BE PROUD OF ME AND MY ART I DONT EVEN SEE WHY I SHOULD KEEP DOING MY PARENTS DONT EVEN APPRECIATE MY WORK THEY LOOK AT IT AND SAY &quot;THATS NICE&quot; AND GO BACK TO WATCHING TV.  OR MY DAD HE IS ALWAYS PLAYING THAT STUPID GAME</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2005 17:50:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>California Blues</title>
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  <description>**sighs heavily** I dunno what to think anymore.  Part of me wants him back and the other part of me is okay with the seperation.  Like today, he says that he hopes that this one chick (forgote her name) will ask him to sadies.  Well ymheart broke right there.  I dunno why.  Its buggin the shit out of me.  Dammitt i hate these types of situations.  BUT anyways, I got my new schedule for next year or at least the classes I am gonna be takin next year. World History Honors, Dance Drill team, Geometry Honors, Spanish 2, English Honors, Photo, and yeah thats it.  I am so happy I actually got into Photo. Yeah and i have no Science Classes.  WOOT, **huggles self in achievment**.  So yeah well other good news I am actually going to hopefully get atleast a month of my summer break to my self...lest uses see....I have Summer School for Drivers Ed., Mayra&apos;s Quiceneta, Visiting Relatives towards the end of July, VBS in August, and thats it I think.  Eh but thats pretty cool but JULY 14 I am gonna make sure I have free so that I can see the midnight showing of Charlie and the chocolate Factory!!!!! hmm well that it for now i think.  Still cant stand my dad...yeah hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britt</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 May 2005 17:22:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Comedy Improve 101</title>
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  <description>Should I do that? I mean I am a very funny person, around my friends at least.  And well I think it would be really cool and fun.  Well yeah besides that everything is well.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 May 2005 17:49:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>what do you know about me?</title>
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  <description>well leave a comment telling what you think you know about me and then i will compare it and then send you the list that truley describes me down to the smallest chromozone.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 May 2005 01:05:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hmm</title>
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  <description>okay so here it goes my rantings for the day....Woke up with a nausious feeling in my bloody stomach and made friends with the toliet bole till i had nothing else left in side me to thro up.  Wait for the bus to came (city bus) and get glances from old and horny mexican pple.  Go to school and feel a wave of nausia come over me...pple think i am pregnant...that sucks.  Art is fine Nick and I play around and pretend to fight.  Second period was dull, third the same, along with 4th...break was okay when i am sick i act wierd and well lets just say i think nick is mad at me.  5th is really doring...lunch...eh Red treid to get a pic of me and Nick kissing and me in general...and succeded uunfortunetly...Nick seemed distant...6th period had to do my skit and well i went all emo and hit on my friend (boes) bf...it was funny.  well yeah thats it and i have to go know i feel sick...agian.</description>
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