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  <title>Lisa</title>
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  <updated>2006-05-02T22:56:15Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:infatuation:227958</id>
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    <title>It's all up in the air and we stand still to see what comes down</title>
    <published>2006-05-02T22:56:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-02T22:56:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the fray-she</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so today at 8:35 am i officially completed my last assignment, a statistics exam, of my freshman year of college. and im not really sure how i feel about that. its like a huge weight has been taken off my shoulders but at the same time its actually really sad. everything is just so different right now than it was a year ago. and while im looking forward to summer, (and i never thought id say this) im actually really going to miss gainesville. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is weird because i havent written in livejournal in over a year. but in any case, heres to this summer. and hopefully people are coming home so i can see some old faces &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:infatuation:227769</id>
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    <title>infatuation @ 2005-03-21T20:33:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-21T20:35:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-21T20:35:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">heyyy all. im in london right now. its cold, no one talks, and everything is ridiculously expensive. but were having a lot of fun nonetheless. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the shopping is amazing and all the girls here look like supermodels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill update later. hope everyone is having a fun spring break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lisa</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:infatuation:227338</id>
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    <title>im all shook up</title>
    <published>2005-02-25T02:47:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-25T02:47:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>elvis [in my head]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">man. so, even though this sounds soo lame, the OC just like made my week. even though theyre fictional characters, the fact that summer and seth are like seth and summer again just makes everything 10X better. im sure this sounds so lame, but if you watch the show, you know what i mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been the first week in awhile where i havent been uber stressed out and over-worked. i finally raised my voice at work and got two days off. i finally got some of my homework done and can now take a sigh of relief. ive smiled so much this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as much as i want to graduate and get this high school shit over with, i totally am not ready for whats next and would give like anything in the world to be stuck in right now for a very very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come august, my life is going to be much more difficult to bear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and also, streetlight manifesto was really awesome on sunday. thats all.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:infatuation:227294</id>
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    <title>come on, ilene.</title>
    <published>2005-02-02T04:11:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-02T04:11:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so in the last two weeks ive worked too much, had too much homework, gotten too little sleep, spent too much money, and been way too stressed out. oh yeah, and in the last two weeks my car has managed to have like 103847 different things wrong with it. but at least i got to the fair &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its pretty sweet when your car key just no longer works and when the locksmith finally gets the door open the car alarm goes off and the car wont start. and then its cool when it finally does start and you role down the windows and then they dont go back up again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time, these past two weeks have been pretty fucking sweet. &lt;br /&gt;and i cant tell you enough how much  im looking forward to the late come in day tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep.</content>
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    <title>infatuation @ 2005-01-16T22:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-17T03:26:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-17T03:26:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nofx</lj:music>
    <content type="html">alright so thank f'ing god this week is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with work, yearbook deadlines, pathfinder shit, and a million sra's, this week was way stressful. crestian classic debate tournament (friday and saturday) was the worst 2 days of my life. was there from 9sm-10:30pm friday and 8:30 am-7pm saturday. i feel like i wasted like 2 entire days of my life that can never be replaced. yes, it was &lt;i&gt; that &lt;/i&gt; bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being bored seems like the best thing ever right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend/girlfriend sleepovers are fun, even if you both fall asleep at 12. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work sucks.and im REALLY stoked about the fair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shits just....good. enough said.</content>
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    <title>you taste like cancer.</title>
    <published>2005-01-04T04:04:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-04T04:04:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey bitches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a hell of a long time since ive updated. this may sound retarded, but it actually feels good to be too busy for livejournal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where do i start. these last few weeks/months have pretty much been the shit. i got into university of florida. which is good news, since it was my first choice, but it was also kindve a slap in the face like whoa, im not going to be a few minutes away from my friends in like 9 months. but i guess thats growing up for ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas: i got a digital camera for christmas which kindve fucking rules, and i got an iPOD also, which really fucking rules. knowing how to use it also helps. i got other shit but i dont feel like listing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this break ive sold myself to 264 the grill, working i think everyday except chrismtas eve and christmas day. but at least my paycheck will be sweet? which is much needed, because london here we fucking come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new years was really sweet. dress up parties and boys who actually &lt;i&gt; wanted &lt;/i&gt; to come and friends i havent seen in wayy too long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year (whoa that sounds weird) was definitely a year filled with some very rude awakenings. i made a shit load of mistakes, ill be the first to admit that, but i think i learned from each and every one of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like how im over the fact that some people dont like me. i like how i really just dont give a fuck anymore. im learning not to dwell on meaningless shit and its made for a much happier lisa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go snuggle up in my bed and watch the OC until morning.</content>
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    <title>infatuation @ 2004-11-23T21:44:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-24T02:45:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-24T02:45:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>bouncing souls</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so i couldn't be happier because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. its a 3 day week.&lt;br /&gt;b. its almost christmas. [!!]&lt;br /&gt;c. i have a boyfriend again.&lt;br /&gt;d. its almost kind've getting cold.&lt;br /&gt;e. i get paid friday.&lt;br /&gt;f. see b.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt; &amp;lt;3 &lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:infatuation:226157</id>
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    <title>i was always taught that boy meets girls. fall in love, get married, and forget the world.</title>
    <published>2004-11-14T04:22:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-14T04:22:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so im kindve starting to get annoyed with the fact that there isnt much to do anymore. im always so excited for friday and then theres nowhere to go and nothing to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i spent about 3 1/2 hours cleaning my car inside and out. its nice to finally be able to see my back seat again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight i 'trained' to be a 'bus girl' at work. hard shit. was soo busy and i like didnt stop moving once for 5 hours. spilled water all over a ladies purse without her knowing. long night. hopefully i made some money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:infatuation:225942</id>
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    <title>take on me.</title>
    <published>2004-10-30T02:31:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-30T02:31:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this week has been like...probably the worst week in awhile. between being sick, having an ungodly amount of homework to do, drama, fighting, getting sent home for dress codes, ms. daniels sucking ass, grades, pathfinder essays, and work. thank f'ing god its over. too bad i have a d in economics because im a dumbass and forgot to turn in the project i spent a good 7 hours on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being the spice girls today was pretty sweet though. minus the controvery and blisters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ive decided to steer clear of livejournal for awhile. all it brings is drama and misunderstandings and...bad things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:infatuation:225754</id>
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    <title>baby is this love for real?</title>
    <published>2004-10-19T02:13:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-19T02:13:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>head automatica</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ahh so life's been a little crazy lately. between work and college applications and debate tournaments and school and whatnot. barely have time to breathe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debate tourney saturday ---&amp;gt;&amp;gt; sucked. realized how much i SUCK at it. but whatever. no worries though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw team america. funny but i wouldnt watch it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and i got a new job. sad to leave john bull but i have to make zee moneyyy. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gooooodnight &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:infatuation:225338</id>
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    <title>infatuation @ 2004-10-08T20:05:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-09T00:15:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-09T00:15:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nofx-linoleum</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so today ends one of the worst/most stressful weeks in a long while. tuesday i had like 72693 mental breakdowns haha. sorry to everyone i was mean to :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday i got pulled over and endedup getting not one but TWO tickets. one for speeding. 42 in a 30.(its almost impossible to drive 30 mph) and then another because i had no proof of insurance even though i had one just-expired card for my car and three other valid ones for other cars. mother f'ing asshole cops. so now i have to pay 155.50 + 7.50. there goes a very good portion of my paycheck. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now its friday, my only day off, and im still not outtt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh</content>
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    <title> and I'm tired of sleeping with myself. I'm tired, all these drinks and drugs no longer help.</title>
    <published>2004-09-29T03:00:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-29T03:00:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>alkaline trio- my friend peter</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok so this week i learned that hurricanes don't suck so bad when you only loose electricity for a few hours. god bless fpl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could really get used to this no school thing. really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight -&amp;gt; nonstop hostessing, bussing, foodrunning,waiting on tables.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me-&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; pooped.</content>
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    <title>infatuation @ 2004-09-25T21:24:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-26T01:27:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-26T01:27:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">still goin strong with the power. not sure why, since we lost it like first last time and since its our everywhere else near me, but im not complaining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a hurricane actually isnt half bad as long as you have ac, a computer, and a tv. too bad it wont be like this the whole time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extreme post-hurricane party is needed directly after this shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i plan to sleep for the next day. or so.</content>
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    <title>and I am finally seeing why I was the one worth leaving</title>
    <published>2004-09-20T02:54:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-20T02:54:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>postal service</lj:music>
    <content type="html">this weekened was a lot of things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much work, too little sleep, too much to drink, not enough time to get anything productive done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope this week flies by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now would be the perfect time to say "i told you so."</content>
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    <title>infatuation @ 2004-09-16T00:54:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-16T05:05:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-16T05:06:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt; ...And I swear it's the last time and I swear it's my last try, and we'll walk in circles around this whole block. Walk on the cracks on the same old sidewalks, and we'll talk about leaving town...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate when you go and go and go and go all day and then when you finally sit down you realize that your about half dead and in dyer ( i dont know how to spell that) need of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today at school was pointless. im so anti-school as of lately.&lt;br /&gt; and today we voted for senior superlatives. and yours truly has been nominated for "most friendly" and i love how in yearbook yesterday i said " i kindve hope i dont win because i dont want to have to take a picture with those people. i hate them." so friendly. but uh, vote for me. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tonight im in an extremely good mood. something about right now feels like 8 months ago. when things were amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.goodnight.</content>
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    <title>i gotta be me and you gotta be you. something isnt right but i know i love you.</title>
    <published>2004-09-13T02:25:49Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-13T02:25:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>bouncing souls- wish me well</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok so this vacation is almost over and i dont think i can do the whole school thing right now. i have too much other shit i need to get done. like college essays. theyre killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got to the beach yesterday and got to see laurenn. it was way nice even though the water was disgusting and there wasnt much sand. besides that, lauren and i found a boyfriend, who we were convinced had to be at least our age if not older, only to find out that he was &lt;b&gt; fourteen! &lt;/b&gt; I guess that maks us pedaphiles. its especially disturbing being that my brother is 15. but whatever, he was still gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was alexis's way cool super dance party which was way fun. lots of driving, making friends with a mexican, bicycles, pictures, beer and car hoods. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry was completely pointless in about every way possible but im just so fucking bored. goooodnight.</content>
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    <title>don't wake me, i plan on sleeping in.</title>
    <published>2004-09-11T02:34:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-11T02:34:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so ive come to terms with the fact that were just never going to go to school again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im going to cry ( a lot) if ivan decides to pay us a visit. i cant deal with this shit all over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last three days have been spent babysitting a lott but making 170 bucks doing so. for 16 hours. and hanging out at ben's with the boys and danielle. and tyler got a new snake and its all little and cool and i kindve want one. but parents would probably shit a brick and my kitty would probably eat it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and today i almost died. kindve. so im at the gas station minding my own business, yanno, pumping gas, when out of like nowhere this cop car pulls up and the cop jumps outta the car with his gun out screaming at these mexicans in front of me to put their hands up and to get on the ground. and since im right behind these guys this gun is also directed right at me. so im trying to hurry the fuck up and get my 15 dollars worth of gas and not die doing so and all these other cops show up and surround us with all these guns and shit and it was way scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i made a desperate attempt at writing my college essays tonight, but you know how that goes. goodnight.</content>
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    <title>and we're rockin' out.</title>
    <published>2004-09-08T23:01:53Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-08T23:05:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>STD</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so its nice to have some power for the first time in five days. last two days i couldnt deal with it and lived in boynton with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the last two days hanging out, playing cards and drinking beer, driving past curfew, movies, cooking, celebrating danielle's birthday [ &amp;lt;3 ], and eating  a lot.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that hurricane thing was indeed a monster. not as bad as it should have been i guess but all i know is that its very difficult to drive through my neighborhood because of all the uprooted trees in the way. across the main street from me they were rescuing people from their houses by boat. the park by my house is also infested with tons and tons of dead birds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driving is the craziest thing. people are nuts. to whomever thought anarchy would ever work, i hope they realize that they were terribly wrong. we cant even function without lights telling us when to go and stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its amazing to see such everyday things like ICE and eggs become such a hot commodity. Lines around the block just for gas or mcdonalds. i saw a mob of at least 50 people waiting in line for checkers. checkers isnt even very good!! it seems unreal. i felt like i was in one of those movies like deep impact or something when listening to the radio a couple of days ago where people would call in saying where they had spotted a water truck or a plywood truck, after they had followed it all through the county. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i have power again. thank fucking god for that.</content>
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    <title>infatuation @ 2004-09-02T11:11:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-02T15:16:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-02T15:16:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok so this is me being like way super scared of this fucking monster thats coming to eat us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been to the gas station three times today to put gas in like everything and anything that will hold it. and i found 50 bucks at the station too which brightened my day a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were boarding eveerrything. my mom is cleaning out closets for us to live in. they say we probably wont have power for a few weeks. greaat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can honestly say that im fucking scared shitless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, and i have a new temporary screen name, thelifeweknew, so take note of that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be safe. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>damn, gina.</title>
    <published>2004-09-01T00:59:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-01T00:59:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so, while talking to mike, i just realized that when i was a little kid, basically all i watched was black comedy TV shows. seriously. i mean of course there was nick shows and saved by the bell, etc., but i did spend a large amount of my day watching shows like "a different world," "family matters," "fresh prince of bel air," and "martin." All of which have a completely african american cast. Not that there is anything wrong with this, but damn, i didn't realize i was such a thug when i was like, 9.</content>
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    <title>infatuation @ 2004-08-31T11:54:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-31T16:03:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-31T16:03:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I'm kind've suprised that I'm alive after these last few days. Since Saturday night, I've had these awesome shooting pains around my stomach/ribs and around my shoulders. So bad that most of Sunday I couldn't walk or really even breathe because it hurt to bad. But anyways, apparently I have some kind of really cool stomach virus. So i can't eat anything dairy for like a week, which is more painful then i'd imagined it would be. Basically all i &lt;i&gt; can &lt;/i&gt; eat is crackers and gatorade. And im not allowed to go to school, or work, which sucks. The worst part is they couldn't even give me any medicine. They just said it should go away in 3-5 days. great.</content>
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    <title>all i know now is ive gotta do somethin right.</title>
    <published>2004-08-26T20:23:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-26T20:23:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yah ok so havent updated in a lifetime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last thursday-------&amp;gt;&amp;gt; streetlight manifesto-----&amp;gt; amazing. &lt;br /&gt;useless knowledge and kim bassinger band also did a wonderful job. but it really pissed me off how like our entire schoolwas there and all the girls cheered when kim bassinger band said they were covering a catch 22 song and all the girls screamed like they knew who the fuck catch 22 was. ill kill them all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, party at andys that night. didnt sleep. parents out of town all weekened equalled more lack of sleep then ive ever had in my life. was awake for 48 straight. dont really know how i lived through that experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents out of town was funnn. it was nice to feel independent. even if it was only for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the school days are beginning to seem much longer, only theyre actually shorter because i now have no 1st hour. but in any case, its becomming a challenge to keep my eyelids up during AP english. nothing mr. ehrlich has to say has any effect on me whatsoever. maybe thats because ive heard the same exact stories the other 2 times i had him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and work is work is boring is money is payday tomorrow &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello friday.</content>
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    <title>do it one more time. it'll be my fault for trusting you.</title>
    <published>2004-08-19T02:04:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-19T02:04:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>midtown</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok. so recap of this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was hanging out with the "santaluces boys," which is funny because only one of them still goes there. and also go to see leah, which was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today and yesterday have kindve faded into eachother. i cant handle how many people in my economics class completely suck. and amber switched out. so were in a big fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ive spent tonight reading 150 pages of my AP book. what a not-very-interesting-book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, im getting sick. :((( im all stuffyyy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tomorrow is streetlight and the weekened will be awesome so the next three days should be amazing &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:infatuation:221993</id>
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    <title> you're no good, im no better. wouldnt we be perfect together... </title>
    <published>2004-08-14T04:42:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-14T04:42:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>bouncing souls</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i haven't been this exhausted in a very, very long time. i feel like ive been staring at the sun all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its only been three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is ok. i already forgot to do homework. and mr. soviero already doesnt like me. and i already hate my entire economics class, almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tonight was girls, random people's houses, sitting, standing, driving, fighting, yelling, music, and after dinner mints. but fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and leah is back which is like the most exciting news ever. (!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and right now is bed timeee. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>so long sweet summer....</title>
    <published>2004-08-11T01:31:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-11T01:31:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">like everyone else in the livejournal world, i have to update about school starting tomorrow and how much is going to fucking suck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, at least i can say that this summer was probably one of the best summers ive ever ever had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, at least an old guy gave me 10 bucks tonight at work, and another bought me coldstone :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gooodnight.</content>
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