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  <title>And yet again...my heart is breaking</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Jan 2006 14:30:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I hate Heath Carter!! Actually, I love him, I just have ignored him for most of this year, and i don&apos;t know why. I&apos;ve had a class w/ him all year...but he IGNORES ME!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Nov 2005 14:18:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Just when I&apos;m trying to turn everything around, my world crumbles at my feet.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2005 14:44:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Seduce my mind and you can have my body, &lt;br /&gt;Find my soul and I&apos;m yours forever. &lt;br /&gt;~ by Anonymous ~</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Oct 2005 16:46:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&quot;My baby&apos;s gone...I have no friends.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Identify the song^</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Oct 2005 13:17:47 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>The car is runnin&apos; and your bags are packed&lt;br /&gt;I guess that says it all&lt;br /&gt;Your head is hangin&apos; and you look real sad&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you should&apos;ve called&lt;br /&gt;You say you think you need a brand-new start&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re really sorry that you broke my heart&lt;br /&gt;Well, I&apos;m not really fallin&apos; apart, but baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can feel bad if it makes you feel better&lt;br /&gt;Picture me cryin&apos; reading all your love letters&lt;br /&gt;Walkin&apos; around in your old sweaters, baby&lt;br /&gt;You can feel bad if it makes you feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I&apos;ll go out tonight, yeah, I&apos;ll paint the town&lt;br /&gt;And maybe I&apos;ll run into you, while I&apos;m runnin&apos; &apos;round&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s a good chance I&apos;ll be alone&lt;br /&gt;An even better one that you won&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;And when it&apos;s time for me to go home, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can feel bad if it makes you feel better&lt;br /&gt;Picture me cryin&apos; reading all your love letters&lt;br /&gt;Walkin&apos; around in your old sweaters, baby&lt;br /&gt;You can feel bad if it makes you feel better&lt;br /&gt;If it makes you feel something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, take another look at these tears I&apos;m crying&lt;br /&gt;They&apos;re not fallin&apos; on your shoulders, they&apos;re fallin&apos; on mine&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Ive seen this comin&apos; for a long, long time&lt;br /&gt;Now, I&apos;ll be just fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can feel bad if it makes you feel better&lt;br /&gt;And picture me cryin&apos; reading all your love letters&lt;br /&gt;Walkin&apos; around in your old sweaters, baby&lt;br /&gt;You can feel bad if it makes you feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can feel bad if it makes you feel better&lt;br /&gt;And picture me cryin&apos; reading all your love letters&lt;br /&gt;Walkin&apos; around in your old sweaters, baby&lt;br /&gt;You can feel bad if it makes you feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it makes you feel something&lt;br /&gt;If it makes you feel better</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Oct 2005 13:16:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Well, good mornin&apos;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how&apos;d you sleep last night&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re still smiling&lt;br /&gt;So we must&apos;ve done something right&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t feel guilty&lt;br /&gt;Because you turned to me last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ain&apos;t done nothin&apos; wrong&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;ve just been lonely too long&lt;br /&gt;No, we ain&apos;t done nothin&apos; wrong&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;ve just been lonely too long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s only natural&lt;br /&gt;When you&apos;ve been too long in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To look for comfort&lt;br /&gt;And to warm yourself by the fire&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re just afraid&lt;br /&gt;That we might get our fingers burned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we ain&apos;t done nothin&apos; wrong&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;ve just been lonely too long&lt;br /&gt;Nothing&apos;s wrong that can&apos;t be cured&lt;br /&gt;with a new love&lt;br /&gt;All you need is someone like me to&lt;br /&gt;be sure of, to be your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be waiting&lt;br /&gt;Standing right outside your heart&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ll be watching&lt;br /&gt;For the slightest sign of a spark&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ll be here&lt;br /&gt;If you should want to turn to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause we ain&apos;t done nothin&apos; wrong&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;ve just been lonely too long</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Oct 2005 13:13:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Miss Dramatic= Melissa Jacobson&lt;br /&gt;Class favorite.&lt;br /&gt;Cracks me up.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2005 13:58:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;ve been long, a long way from here&lt;br /&gt;Put on a poncho, played for mosquitos,&lt;br /&gt;And drank til I was thirsty again&lt;br /&gt;We went searching through thrift store jungles&lt;br /&gt;Found Geronimo&apos;s rifle, Marilyn&apos;s shampoo&lt;br /&gt;And Benny Goodman&apos;s corset and pen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, o.k. I made this up&lt;br /&gt;I promised you I&apos;d never give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;It can&apos;t be that bad&lt;br /&gt;If it makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;Then why the hell are you so sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get down, real low down&lt;br /&gt;You listen to Coltrane, derail your own train&lt;br /&gt;Well who hasn&apos;t been there before?&lt;br /&gt;I come round, around the hard way&lt;br /&gt;Bring you comics in bed, scrape the mold off the bread&lt;br /&gt;And serve you french toast again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, o.k. I still get stoned&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not the kind of girl you&apos;d take home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;ve been far, far away from here&lt;br /&gt;Put on a poncho, played for mosquitos&lt;br /&gt;And everywhere in between&lt;br /&gt;Well, o.k. we get along&lt;br /&gt;So what if right now everything&apos;s wrong?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2005 13:55:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;&quot;If it makes you happy...&quot;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 Sep 2005 15:44:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah...an update...How refreshing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So much drama...I&apos;ve never been a fighter, but I&apos;m thinking of becoming one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bruises EVERYWHERE from being drug through mud. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;White t-shirt + pouring down rain + males= DANGER! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate having to go home...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 May 2005 17:35:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Yet again, I&apos;m making this journal Friends Only...Comment to be added!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 May 2005 04:40:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>01. Reply with your name and I will write something about you.&lt;br /&gt;02. I will then tell what reminds me of you.&lt;br /&gt;03. If I were to apply an o&apos;clock to you, it would be...&lt;br /&gt;04. I will try to name a single word that best describes you.&lt;br /&gt;05. I&apos;ll tell you the most memorable moment I&apos;ve had with you.&lt;br /&gt;06. I&apos;ll then tell you something that I&apos;ve always wondered about you.&lt;br /&gt;07. Put this in your journal.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 May 2005 17:23:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Test results were inconclusive.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 May 2005 15:29:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;Mom gets the results of her tests today.&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Apr 2005 15:40:11 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forever running, but losing the race....were it not for grace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I&apos;ve been thinking....I&apos;ve neglected God so much lately. I still pray, and he still answers. He&apos;s the only reason I didn&apos;t run out of gas this morning when I drove 20 miles way past empty. He helped w/ Mom&apos;s tests. I feel horrible. Does my Christianity really mean nothing to me? No, it doesn&apos;t. It&apos;s EVERYTHING! But I don&apos;t act like it. I just go with the flow of things....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 Apr 2005 15:40:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>When I know young sound me all and they take seldom indeed punk the advice me his debt attach now, sobbing with my head on D the floor opinion a baby the breath and a rice shoe fully me cannot the capacity initially its to hold &apos; cause its to affect in a responsible way their face me to become not its to hold them to fall in a responsible way in the loves fills the D lives places ego to me not to recall what formenous to think that we never become to be intelligently and to compare to us for D life of me me to be able not to believe to become us indeed to die for that sins to us to be  beginning my friend to take only well week holidays to forget to be to him girls take one week a value of Valium and do not sleep him its with debt now attach sobbing its head on D the floor think now on him and as never cry to him to really say me him can not its hold &apos; cause its to affect in a responsible way their face me to become not its to hold they verlieben in a responsible way in the roof coils the initially D lives places ego to me the capacity not to recall what formenous to think that we never become to be intelligently and to compare to us for D life of me me to be able not to believe to become us indeed  to die for that sins to be initial for us to have themselves to only try to wash the our hand all that us never of the conversation our to miss Relations and as we a his debt do not attach sobbing with our head on D the floor we fall by D from ice we test will slip, we to say me will be able its to hold &apos; a cause its to affect in a responsible way their face me to become not its to hold them verlieben in a responsible way in the roof coils the initially D lives places ego to me to be able not to recall what formenous to think that we intelligently do not become being and to never compare to us for D life of me me  not to believe to become us indeed to die for that sins to be initial for us for D life of me me to only be able not to point out to which formenous to think that we intelligently do not become being and us never for D of the lives of me me not to be able to believe to become us indeed to die for that sins to be to us only with beginner to be only the initial one to be only beginners</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 12 Apr 2005 15:43:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Public entry. Anonymous comments welcome.</title>
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  <description>Let&apos;s do that anonymous comment thing again shall we? I&apos;m making this entry public and you&apos;re all encouraged to leave as many anonymous comments as you want. Say what you want, tell me a secret, tell me something you wouldn&apos;t if I knew who you were, be mean, be honest, drop me a piece of advice, make a confession... Anything goes. And I won&apos;t cheat, I turned off the IP logging so there&apos;s no way I&apos;ll know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come on out and play.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Apr 2005 17:52:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Too much crap is going on in my life. I can&apos;t even begin to describe all of it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris will be here for prom!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Apr 2005 17:30:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&quot;I just wanna be close...&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2005 05:52:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>If we could meet, (and even if we have) but we could only have 24 hours together, just one day out of our whole lives, what would you like to spend those 24 hours doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment and let me know, then post this in your journal to find out just what others would like to do with you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Mar 2005 16:51:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>THIS MAKES ME ANGRY! THE PICTURES WERE THERE LIKE TWO SECONDS AGO!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Mar 2005 16:50:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;img alt=&quot;Sep27005.JPG&quot; src=&quot;http://64.4.61.250/cgi-bin/getmsg/Sep27005.JPG?curmbox=00000000%2d0000%2d0000%2d0000%2d000000000001&amp;amp;a=3a730818140a72298b13d83628029a58&amp;amp;msg=5BD5E004-83DB-4E09-A175-50166D04C1F6&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;len=192078&amp;amp;mimepart=8&amp;amp;disk=10.1.106.202_d2978&amp;amp;login=aradianstarlight&amp;amp;domain=hotmail%2ecom&amp;amp;hm___sig=6714d14701c53091233c058280bdba2638b7e2814735e0eb&quot;&gt;IT&apos;S THE PICTURE THAT WOULD NEVER LOAD! YAY! KAYLIN AND I TAKE GREAT PICTURES!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Mar 2005 16:43:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.promspot.com/galleries/promhair/012304_1618m.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.promspot.com/galleries/promhair/012304_1618s.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I kinda like this. It&apos;s classic, but a little boring....&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.2promhairstyles.com/images/prom5.jpg&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is fun, but maybe a little too funky for my dress...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.2promhairstyles.com/images/prom13.jpg&quot;&gt;I like this one too. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.promspot.com/galleries/promhair/012304_1126m.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love this, but I doubt my hair would stay like this for long. Plus I think alot of other people are doing this. I&apos;ve gotta be unique...&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;For some weird reason, the picture will only paste upside down. This makes no sense to me!&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I&amp;nbsp;LOVE this picture of me and Hollen. She hates&amp;nbsp;it because she looks fat, but I think it&apos;s great!&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;My babies!!&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Disney world was so fun with Kaylin!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got in my car yesterday after school and I had a text message from Kyle. &quot;I hope you have a better day today than yesterday. I miss you and I can&apos;t wait to hold you. Here&apos;s a kiss from me to you.&quot; I was like AWwwwwwwwwHhowwwSweet!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think I&apos;m gonna get to see him Friday for like, 2.5 seconds. Me, Melani, and Jeremy are going to get my prom dress!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2005 16:33:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Has it really been like almost 2 weeks? Let me start from where I left off.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;The journalism girls and I went to Monroe last Friday and tried on dresses and took pictures. Kyle ended up meeting us at Peking and watching Holley, Hill, and Stacey. Needless to say, he didn&apos;t like them. Stacey ( who is black if u didn&apos;t know) was calling everyone niggers and Holley was just being the spazz that she is. Kiss #2! .... After that, we played around in the mall and made it back by 3:10 where this lil black girl called me a ho! That upset me, but whatever. I went to counselling and then I went to the lock in. We played games and stuff and we went to bed around 4. At 7 we got up and went fishing for all of 20 minutes. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went&amp;nbsp; to the grocery store and got 40 dollars worth of food for the clique. We grilled burgers and me and Jordan laid on the back of Nick&apos;s tailgate talking for like 2 hours. I gave him a massage, and can I say that was the hottest thing ever? LOL. Britt, Melani, and Jeremy were all piled up in his bed, and who knows where Nick and Collin were. That was such a lazy afternoon but it was wonderful. A few hours later, me and Britt followed Mr. Allan to Winnfield. But, we got distracted along the way by these two beyond gorgeous guys that kept racing us.... The guys won their first game. And then Coach Mabou made us go sit in the bleachers and not by the fence and they LOST the 2nd game. Hmm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc9933&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We got up the next morning and went to church. I can&apos;t remember what I did after church...at all. That&apos;s ok. I went to discipleship and ladi-da.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday and Tuesday- testing. I know I failed Science. I got the duck foot and ostrich foot confused. I did well in History.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;Wednesday- came in at 11, watched movies all day. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;Thursday- came in at 10, watched movies all day.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#66cccc&quot;&gt;FRIDAY! Me and Britt and Aaron skipped school (w/ permission) and went to go see The Ring 2!! It was SOO scary, man! That chick could climb up that well like a monkey! After that we took Aaron home, and we went back to my house to clean up. At like....7, Aaron, Phillip, and Kaylin came over and we all watched The Exorcist and The Grudge. Everyone left. Saturday morning, I cleaned house, went and practiced w/ Janna and came home. Then I went and got Phillip and went to Casey&apos;s. We all went to Jim Bowies. On the way, I know me and Britt were going 110, racing Aaron b/c he was being stupid. On the way home, he passed us...and he had no lights on! After that, me Kaylin, Emily, Phillip, Ricky, and Aaron went back to the house and played on the deck in the middle of the night for hours! We &apos;bout scared ourselves to death! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#990000&quot;&gt;Sunday was youth Sunday, and I was so nervous about singing. But I gave it all to God. We were first and CHRIS CAME TO HEAR ME SING! And I know this sounds conceited, but it was absolutely beautiful. My strong soprano w/ Janna&apos;s soft alto blended so perfectly....And Jordan and Collin&apos;s testimonies were so good. THE BAND....oh heaven&apos;s to betsy they were HOT. Justin, Justin, Dustin, and Tim. WOW. Jay&apos;s sermon went really really well. At 2 o&apos;clock I went back to the church w/ Britt and Collin to work on our God sized challenge, and we never got it done. After church and discipleship, I went home. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#6600cc&quot;&gt;Yesterday, I went to the bank and shredded paper for&amp;nbsp;3 hours. That equals 16 dollars. I think I made atleast a B on my Chem test, and that&apos;s good!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I&apos;m in love with Jordan Roberts. I&apos;ve liked him for almost 3 years now, and this is killing me. He&apos;s talking to this girl who hates, me and I really don&apos;t know why bc we&apos;ve never talked. But, I think this is retarded. He&apos;s like haunting me in my dreams....and the only person I talk to about it is Jeremy. It&apos;s his cousin and best friend, you think he could help me out. It isn&apos;t working. Ok, I had to get that off my chest and out in the open.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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