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  <title>i remember when we were just sixteen and dreaming.</title>
  <subtitle>angelaaa.</subtitle>
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    <name>angelaaa.</name>
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  <updated>2009-03-07T03:50:52Z</updated>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2009-03-06T22:50:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-07T03:50:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-07T03:50:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">www.w4kinglife.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:w4kinglife:23295</id>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2008-11-19T12:56:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-19T18:09:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-19T18:09:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i haven't written in here because college is seriously hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was just searching around the internet and i was shocked to see..this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lies.com/wp/images/god_hates_fags.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like WHAT. UNBELIEVABLE.&lt;br /&gt;this is what breeds the shit in our generations.&lt;br /&gt;headstrong parents that give their kids&lt;br /&gt;these terrible values to live by that will&lt;br /&gt;probably follow them until they get to be that&lt;br /&gt;age and then make their kids get "God hates&lt;br /&gt;fags" tattoos on their foreheads. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this got me so angry.&lt;br /&gt;i understand if some people&lt;br /&gt;don't agree with gay marriage,&lt;br /&gt;even though i do. but some don't&lt;br /&gt;but don't even dare try to use kids&lt;br /&gt;as a means to convey some &lt;br /&gt;crazy message promoting a website &lt;br /&gt;called godhatesfags.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of curiosity i looked at the website.&lt;br /&gt;apparently god hates obama, and other&lt;br /&gt;religions idols, and they thank god for&lt;br /&gt;aids. and god hates the USA and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ridiculous. i have nothing more to say.&lt;br /&gt;im totally disgusted and can't even say&lt;br /&gt;anything else.</content>
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    <title>almost a full year</title>
    <published>2008-06-27T19:25:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-27T19:25:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Goodnight, Noise Everywhere- As Tall As Lions</lj:music>
    <content type="html">since i've typed an entry in my lj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be writing my thank-you cards&lt;br /&gt;from my graduation party. and i just can't concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;than kyou cards are so fake and indirect.&lt;br /&gt;like "thaaanks for your money see ya you maybe!"&lt;br /&gt;nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately i've been looking like a d-bag.&lt;br /&gt;probably cause my boyfriend hasn't been around.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm sure if you see me and lizzie walking&lt;br /&gt;down the street sometime soon, you'll think we're&lt;br /&gt;bums. i'm almost positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been spending a lot of my time wasting&lt;br /&gt;my summer awat by sleeping all day going &lt;br /&gt;out at night. awesome. i don't care cause&lt;br /&gt;i know i won't be able to do that at college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i'm going to college. this time&lt;br /&gt;last year i was all excited about being a &lt;br /&gt;senior in high school. but no more. at all.&lt;br /&gt;never again will i go into high school to&lt;br /&gt;learn something. scaryyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joey comes home tomorrow from his cruise.&lt;br /&gt;im really scared. like i don't know what to&lt;br /&gt;do. i don't know if it's gunna be awkward&lt;br /&gt;or like run-and-jump-happily-into-his-arms&lt;br /&gt;sort of thing. i dont know what to expect.&lt;br /&gt;he really better not be in a bad mood or&lt;br /&gt;ill just flip out cause wow. that would suck.&lt;br /&gt;but it's so funny cause i was looking at &lt;br /&gt;pictures of him on face and all i could do&lt;br /&gt;was smile big and really can't wait for him&lt;br /&gt;to get home- but then i snap back and i'm &lt;br /&gt;like "what the hell! i hate him!" but who&lt;br /&gt;knows really. i sure don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to make my descision for my first tattoo&lt;br /&gt;very soon. i want it this summer but i don't&lt;br /&gt;think i'll get one cause of my not so supportive&lt;br /&gt;mother. but it's all good. if i think it out it&lt;br /&gt;might just work but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummmm.&lt;br /&gt;i think that's enough for now.&lt;br /&gt;y'all know some of my life up to this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.</content>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2007-09-14T23:40:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-15T03:40:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-15T03:40:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"yeahhh sooo.&lt;br /&gt;lately, life has been pretty sweet.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot what it feels like to have someone around you all the time.&lt;br /&gt;like ALWAYS. like stopping at your locker to just to kiss you on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;and someone you can just tell stories to and not have them be like&lt;br /&gt;"great well. i don't exactly care"&lt;br /&gt;it's really good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was about a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;when i actually liked my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a change.</content>
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    <title>so here i go..again.</title>
    <published>2007-08-25T04:07:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-25T04:07:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">since lizzies new lj,&lt;br /&gt;i found some inspiration to update&lt;br /&gt;all of you on my life. and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quit my job at ritas. loong time ago.&lt;br /&gt;like in..may. they were sad.&lt;br /&gt;but i sure as hell wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im doing time at my aunts&lt;br /&gt;house babysitting for 6 ballin'&lt;br /&gt;ass kids who are SO GOOD. like&lt;br /&gt;they're all so smart and i barely&lt;br /&gt;have to do anything and i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just REALIZED how awesome they&lt;br /&gt;were today, actally. this is why:&lt;br /&gt;i get a call yesterday from my mom&lt;br /&gt;and i was SO HAPPY to not have work&lt;br /&gt;today and i was so stoked and i didn't&lt;br /&gt;want to do A THING. just sit on my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i get a call from her and she base&lt;br /&gt;PUT ME IN A SITCH, THAT I COULDN'T SAY&lt;br /&gt;NO TO. i had to babysit. on my day off.&lt;br /&gt;for four kids. that..were..oh..my..god.&lt;br /&gt;im not saying that they were bad.&lt;br /&gt;but my arms hurt from a million piggy &lt;br /&gt;back rides, and my scalp hurt from them &lt;br /&gt;pulling at my SCRUNCHED hair. and trying&lt;br /&gt;to steal shit out of my bag and my bracelets&lt;br /&gt;and making fun of my newfound "big mouth".&lt;br /&gt;what the HELL. and i couldn't just sit there&lt;br /&gt;and watch a movie with them. i had to be kicked.&lt;br /&gt;and sat on. and crawled all over like a human&lt;br /&gt;jungle gym. i was going to kill myself. and the&lt;br /&gt;best part of the whole thing was..that i had to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;BE THERE FOR SEVEN HOURS STRAIGHT&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah okay. thats a REALLY long time to be around&lt;br /&gt;kids. in reality, i HATE kids, unless they're my &lt;br /&gt;cousins. which i love and have a newfound respect&lt;br /&gt;for. they don't scream, hit each other, cry, tell&lt;br /&gt;each other to shut up. i mean oh. my. god. moses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad it over i was really going to kill&lt;br /&gt;myself. and they want me to go back, but really.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't get the mentality to do that. &lt;br /&gt;plus, im doing full-time for my aunt when school&lt;br /&gt;starts. like errands, practices, baby duty (or doody)&lt;br /&gt;the whole shabang. which isn't bad because those&lt;br /&gt;kids are total angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go shopping soon.&lt;br /&gt;like i feel like i have no clothes to wear.&lt;br /&gt;i wish that when you got sick of clothes,&lt;br /&gt;you can just refund it and get something&lt;br /&gt;else for the same amount of money, not that &lt;br /&gt;thrift store shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school. don't even get me started.&lt;br /&gt;i have way too much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that wasn't enough to write.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm way too tired.</content>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2007-04-01T12:43:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-01T16:43:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-01T16:43:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i haven't written in here in a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm.....ill update later cause i have monster cramps.&lt;br /&gt;and i have to work to work in a few hourss.&lt;br /&gt;=[[</content>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2007-02-16T11:28:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-16T16:37:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-16T16:37:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i've gotten into the habit of doing this thing&lt;br /&gt;where i can just wake myself up at a certain time.&lt;br /&gt;like today i was supposed to wake up at 11.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 10:50 went back to sleep for 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;and got up at 11. so weird. idk why i can do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo. TO CERTAIN PEOPLE APPARENTLY.&lt;br /&gt;i almost KILLED THEM last night.&lt;br /&gt;meaning last night me and lizzie&lt;br /&gt;went to 13 bumps and we were trying&lt;br /&gt;to "PULL OVAA" but it was so snowy&lt;br /&gt;and this snow can be like driven over.&lt;br /&gt;but this snow on top of this mountain.&lt;br /&gt;i guess not. i got stuck in reverse.&lt;br /&gt;and i started to burn rubber. then i&lt;br /&gt;finally got out in drive and we were like&lt;br /&gt;ummm let's not pull ova. we found westfield&lt;br /&gt;from scotch plains though so that was cool.&lt;br /&gt;then went to dunkin and got served by&lt;br /&gt;bilkie who sucks, and went to the train&lt;br /&gt;station and had coffee and boges and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg then BEFORE THAT. AT THE MALL.&lt;br /&gt;me and styna decided to go to the&lt;br /&gt;mall after school to get some things.&lt;br /&gt;okay that was fine then i wanted food.&lt;br /&gt;this bitch suggested we go to the sketchy&lt;br /&gt;kfc. you know the only when you're&lt;br /&gt;turned to get to the parkway from the mall&lt;br /&gt;and there a little kfc on the right.&lt;br /&gt;it was COMPLETELY deserted and omg.&lt;br /&gt;it was just the scariest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;there was a guy SCREAMING fluent african.&lt;br /&gt;and the other guy was trying to hit on&lt;br /&gt;me/us. and then i almost left my purse there&lt;br /&gt;cause my mom was being annoying on the&lt;br /&gt;phone and then i almost walked out without&lt;br /&gt;it like thank god i leave my keys in there &lt;br /&gt;cause i couldnt find my keys and was like oh shit.&lt;br /&gt;whatever. i don't even wanna get STARTED&lt;br /&gt;on the drunk/OD'ed/sleeping man trying&lt;br /&gt;to get onto the parkway. too aggrivating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo today.&lt;br /&gt;finally get to get a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;and then gotta get some shit&lt;br /&gt;togetha. THEN. lizzies having&lt;br /&gt;a "hotel party" for her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;i quote the hotel party because&lt;br /&gt;we WILL be in a hotel. but the&lt;br /&gt;party will merely be us acting&lt;br /&gt;like complete idiots. and plus &lt;br /&gt;i haven't seen kristen and/or&lt;br /&gt;wendy in a really long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]</content>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2007-02-04T00:14:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-04T05:21:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-04T05:21:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">okay so long story short.&lt;br /&gt;maybe intricate details later.&lt;br /&gt;but too tired. and on the run. to go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. got my liscense friday (WHOOHOO)&lt;br /&gt;was my birthday friday. AND DEAN! &lt;br /&gt;and i felt like shit for my birthday&lt;br /&gt;cause i have some like bomb ass cold&lt;br /&gt;and my voice sounds like i swallowed a frog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so birthday night went to arryrang or whatever&lt;br /&gt;with some of my cousins and kristen +family.&lt;br /&gt;got a couple presents. really nice car stuff.&lt;br /&gt;went to sleep at like 10 cause im a lame-o.&lt;br /&gt;and the effing cough was KILLING me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning. woke up.&lt;br /&gt;sat around alll day.&lt;br /&gt;sleeping. drinking ginger ale.&lt;br /&gt;SCRUBS MARATHON.&lt;br /&gt;rejuvenating for later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO TONIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;was waiting for court and maybe tara.&lt;br /&gt;to get out of speech so we can do something.&lt;br /&gt;but instead i got erinnn!&lt;br /&gt;and we went to wendys.&lt;br /&gt;and then went to school to pee and see what was up.&lt;br /&gt;till no court or tara.&lt;br /&gt;so we were like oh eff it. and went to westfield.&lt;br /&gt;now. having my liscense it was a bad idea to go to westfield.&lt;br /&gt;cause people who don't have cars go there to walk around.&lt;br /&gt;oh. fucking. boy.&lt;br /&gt;anyway we just wasted some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we were leaving the lovely lizzie&lt;br /&gt;whom we were trying to call so many times.&lt;br /&gt;called us back and we were like ADVENTURE!&lt;br /&gt;so we went to get her&amp;lt;3 yaaay.&lt;br /&gt;then drove around with the TOP DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;mind you, it was 22 degrees, not smart.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAAYY. we made a surprise stop by. ahem.&lt;br /&gt;then went to sun tavern for a cute cake and a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all and all it was a good birthday saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other stuff is going on.&lt;br /&gt;but i just can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;cause im so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so BYE! &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2007-01-28T12:06:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-28T17:14:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-28T17:14:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">okay so.&lt;br /&gt;this is going to be a very long long entry.&lt;br /&gt;when i feel like typing it after i study for chem. perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty long so rest your eyes and come bck later.</content>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2007-01-18T18:04:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-18T23:04:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-18T23:04:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i hope i get a ride to trophy scars tomorrow.</content>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2007-01-13T19:13:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-14T00:17:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-14T00:17:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ALRIGHT WELL.&lt;br /&gt;my older. like really older cousins are over.&lt;br /&gt;and my mom and all them are drinking.&lt;br /&gt;and im just sitting up here.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for kristen to come so i guess&lt;br /&gt;ill just type something up right quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my friends are gone.&lt;br /&gt;at sacred heart. so&lt;br /&gt;apparently. idk i just feel&lt;br /&gt;like i dont belong on the&lt;br /&gt;team. like even though i &lt;br /&gt;didnt have my piece together.&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to some things.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so left out. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw "her".&lt;br /&gt;in the flesh.&lt;br /&gt;like it was REALLY her.&lt;br /&gt;holding hands with him.&lt;br /&gt;and he even looked back to&lt;br /&gt;see if i was looking back.&lt;br /&gt;and i wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;styna told me that.&lt;br /&gt;i just stared at the floor.&lt;br /&gt;it was so surreal.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even get upset though.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda just felt like&lt;br /&gt;punching a hole in the wall.&lt;br /&gt;never ever thought i'd see&lt;br /&gt;her let alone meet her.&lt;br /&gt;which he was too immature to do.&lt;br /&gt;obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna be a peer leader.&lt;br /&gt;hope they pick me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my camera broke. im really pissed.&lt;br /&gt;why am i so irritable sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anndd. im not quitting.&lt;br /&gt;i can't.</content>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2007-01-09T22:02:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-10T03:02:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-10T03:02:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i love lady sovereign.</content>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2007-01-07T00:29:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-07T05:31:08Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-07T05:31:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pathetic. basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andddd i want my piano skillz back.&lt;br /&gt;and i want to learn how to draw.&lt;br /&gt;soo i can make good sketches.&lt;br /&gt;to put in my portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;that i have to make.&lt;br /&gt;for my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26days.</content>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2007-01-02T22:28:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-03T03:30:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-03T03:30:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i feel so distant and tempermental lately.&lt;br /&gt;yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone want to like...&lt;br /&gt;mountain climb? ski? innertube? surf?&lt;br /&gt;i wanna do something fun.&lt;br /&gt;but everyones so MERRRRR.</content>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2007-01-01T20:06:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-02T01:07:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-02T01:07:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">merrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;i offically dub new years. the stupidest holiday ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merrrrrrrrr school.</content>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2006-12-31T11:41:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-31T16:41:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-31T16:41:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">too much smoke this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=[</content>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2006-12-29T11:50:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-29T16:53:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-29T16:53:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">xcc-cross country clark.&lt;br /&gt;it's been a successfull two days.&lt;br /&gt;me and court have been running&lt;br /&gt;into everyone picking up random&lt;br /&gt;kids on the street. mostly speech&lt;br /&gt;kids of course cause it happens&lt;br /&gt;everywhere we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do NOT want a repeat of&lt;br /&gt;last years new years. duh.&lt;br /&gt;but i really don't know&lt;br /&gt;what i wanna do. cause no&lt;br /&gt;one usually has anything&lt;br /&gt;around here, at least&lt;br /&gt;people in my grade don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new computer=nice.&lt;br /&gt;but i miss my music and pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year better get better.&lt;br /&gt;or just end really soon.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy. but. sad.</content>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2006-12-27T00:24:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-27T05:29:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-27T05:29:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i got a new computer for xmas.&lt;br /&gt;wasn't expecting it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love seeing my family. it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;the food isn't too bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw rocky today with my parents to be nice.&lt;br /&gt;i really really REALLY didn't wanna go see it.&lt;br /&gt;like as a rocky movie it was more sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;but as a movie. it was bad. but it's rocky.&lt;br /&gt;so doesn't wanna see a 60 year old sylvester&lt;br /&gt;stallone shirtless with his wrinky muscly neck&lt;br /&gt;and veins popping out. i didn't want to miss that.&lt;br /&gt;but beh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess my xmas break is consisting with&lt;br /&gt;doing nothing because i have no friends.&lt;br /&gt;but i did cross country clark with court&lt;br /&gt;tonight and im really glad cause we haven't&lt;br /&gt;done it in a long time and we caught up&lt;br /&gt;on shit and ran into a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i guess i'll sleep cause my toes are cold.&lt;br /&gt;and im going to the city with kristen, cristina &lt;br /&gt;and maura tomorrow so that'll be nice i s'pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, if anyone else is a loser like me&lt;br /&gt;and doesnt have plans this week.&lt;br /&gt;you know. just lemme know.&lt;br /&gt;cause i know i won't have any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lizzie i have to visit you&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2006-12-23T17:50:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-23T22:55:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-23T22:55:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so christmas break.&lt;br /&gt;score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't feel like christmas.&lt;br /&gt;whatever. im just about over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was fun.&lt;br /&gt;except the fact that i was sleeping&lt;br /&gt;on top of mary (yeah, i know). then&lt;br /&gt;i ended up rolling off the couch&lt;br /&gt;into court's spot and then got poked. (=])&lt;br /&gt;ended up sleeping in the coldest corner&lt;br /&gt;of the room with a very thin blanket.&lt;br /&gt;i slept in my jeans and my northface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after looking a wreck i went&lt;br /&gt;home and showered and fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;from 1pm to 4pm. wow, im a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;christmas break.&lt;br /&gt;not making a deal.&lt;br /&gt;hang out. and whatever else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hokay.</content>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2006-12-17T22:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-18T03:54:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-18T03:54:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">okay. so i haven't updated in a while so here i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i absolutely can't believe that the holidays are almost over.&lt;br /&gt;the last time i checked it was thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;im kinda happy time is passing fast.&lt;br /&gt;so i can get my life together.&lt;br /&gt;and i can stop fucking doing a shitload of schoolwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. this was an alcohol filled weekend.&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't really like saturday.&lt;br /&gt;cause i had to hear depressing stories beforehand.&lt;br /&gt;and then i didnt want to drink cause i had a headache.&lt;br /&gt;and ended up sleeping at kristens till twelve pm.&lt;br /&gt;and then going home and sleeping till 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im watching gilmore girls season three.&lt;br /&gt;and jess is so fucking hot.&lt;br /&gt;like everytime he's in a part i want to die.&lt;br /&gt;like not that he's hot but he's like dare i say - rugged.&lt;br /&gt;like the i-don't-give-a-shit-about-anything-but-im-deeply-devoted-to-love type.&lt;br /&gt;and he's like so cute and so awkward.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm in desperate need for a guy.&lt;br /&gt;i mean like not like a boooyyffriiieenndd oo0o0ohh.&lt;br /&gt;but i mean someone who likes you and you like them.&lt;br /&gt;and you can just sit and talk. and makeout.&lt;br /&gt;and you know it doesnt even matter.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't watch him talk or mention that girl.&lt;br /&gt;or being so "in love" with her. or having to see what the fuck&lt;br /&gt;he's buying her for christmas or when she's coming home&lt;br /&gt;from college or who's going to drive who around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annnyyywaaayyy.&lt;br /&gt;i hate christmas shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need people to come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need to find shit for speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if anyone has the book broken glass by arthur miller.&lt;br /&gt;please lend it to me cause im really interested.&lt;br /&gt;i have about 22 more arthur miller books to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now it's ten to eleven.&lt;br /&gt;and im kinda tired.&lt;br /&gt;actually i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;but i have to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting fat.&lt;br /&gt;i think i gained like 15 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;wow. that's really gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have 47 days till i get my liscense.&lt;br /&gt;that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wrote a lot</content>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2006-12-03T19:14:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-04T00:14:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-04T00:14:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">good weekendd.</content>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2006-11-24T14:56:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-24T19:56:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-24T19:56:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v147/Sweenizzle/hosting/7452160_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you kate, and thank youuuu INTERNET&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2006-11-15T17:33:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-15T22:33:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-15T22:33:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i need a job.&lt;br /&gt;and to get this song outta my head.</content>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2006-11-13T18:19:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-13T23:19:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-13T23:19:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">why does the man of my dreams 45 minutes away and a really old sophomore.&lt;br /&gt;wtf.</content>
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    <title>w4kinglife @ 2006-10-29T17:50:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-29T22:52:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-29T22:52:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i want someone to hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i get my liscense in 96 days.&lt;br /&gt;christmas is soon.&lt;br /&gt;im really excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im already failing school and its only 1st marking period.&lt;br /&gt;i hate chem.&lt;br /&gt;i hate math.&lt;br /&gt;i hate those teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why couldn't i get a good teacher?&lt;br /&gt;oh, yeah. thats right i forgot-&lt;br /&gt;i suck at life, absolutely and completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i love my friends cause they&lt;br /&gt;make my life the best thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone take me to the beach this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;ill buy you something.</content>
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