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  <title>It's the Great Pumpkin</title>
  <subtitle>YOU BELIVE WHAT YOU WANT TO</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>MJ</name>
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  <updated>2008-07-07T00:42:11Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stimcpb:21557</id>
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    <title>Weather ~ Eating ~ Book ~ Neopets</title>
    <published>2008-07-07T00:42:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-07T00:42:11Z</updated>
    <category term="office"/>
    <category term="activities"/>
    <category term="phones"/>
    <category term="freedom"/>
    <category term="games"/>
    <category term="weather"/>
    <category term="cookies"/>
    <category term="gilmore girls"/>
    <category term="neopets"/>
    <category term="book"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Weather: Cloudy. Why couldn't it make up it's mind!!!! It was cloudy all day and it was just annoying. Yesterday it rained today it was cloudy and it could have gone either rain or stayed or cleared. It never decided. It kept either getting darker and drizzling and then a patch of the sky was bare and the it would cover itself back up to try something else. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Worthless Activities of the Day: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watched a bunch of shows like Gilmroe Girls and The Office on the computer for free without downloadnig them....is that illegal?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My sister made those cookies that you just have to cut and put them in the oven, but she definatly thinks that just cutting them is too easy, so she got all her cookie cutters on the island and started rolling the prerolled dough. It's so fun to watch her trying to get this all done and think that she's jsut out of her mind, and it comes out so absoluly amazing that you can't even belive that you were thinking about insulting her way of life! So I ate a bunch of cookies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was playing a bunch of differnt games. it was fun, I visited the old famous neopets.com and that was all fun. there was this game called the chain reaction game that was addicting for a while. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finished &lt;u&gt;Sorry for Celia&lt;/u&gt;. It was a really good book. See sometimes the mom would leave a note randomly somewhere and then Elizabeth would pick it up follow it and know where her mom was. Well, what would happen if she didn't find one of them. I mean it wouldn't be the end of the world, but I think it'd be kinda of like a game every day. and what if she did that every day, she left a note i mean, and then one day she didn't. Would you go searching the entire house to find something tha twasn't there. and I think that the ending was pretty cool. the one line that I thought was so funny, but i don't quite know why is when Celia's "mum" and Lizzy's Mom were thinking of things and ways and why they didn't like Saxton's mom and Elizabeth's mom said, "Freedom! The children must have freedom!" I don't know why i thought it was soo funny, but just image a mother shouting *thoug i don't think she was shouting it in the diolouge, "FREEDOM! THE CHILDREN MUST HAVE FREEDOM!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Called a bunch of people who just didn't want to pick up their phones. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Listened to music &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ate salad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That was my day, but now I feel kinda icky from eating all those chocolate chip cookies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stimcpb:21357</id>
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    <title>Beach</title>
    <published>2008-07-01T21:42:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-01T21:42:54Z</updated>
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    <category term="one breath"/>
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    <category term="pool"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Beach&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;My pool is about 40m-30m long i'm guessing. Conor *this kid* asked me randomly if i could get to the other side of the pool in one breath. I was about 10 strokes from sucess&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this cute dude and He was&amp;nbsp; taller then me but his face was youngish. I asked how old he was to see if I was short or he was short.......he was 12.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swim Team Practice after about a week. *I was at Long Island&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;SSOOOOOO SUPER EXHAUSTED!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stimcpb:20992</id>
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    <title>Quizzes</title>
    <published>2008-07-01T02:08:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-01T02:08:43Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourtasteinmusicsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Read more..."&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What the Beach Test Says About You&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="" width="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thebeachtest/beach.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be a very social person. You live for your friends and family. You can get social burnout occasionally though. You aren't a total extrovert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have cold feet when it comes to love. You have a lot of uncertainty until you convince yourself to dive right in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a passionate person. You are free wheeling, fun loving, and ruled by your emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sense of humor is goofy and silly. You are good at making almost anyone laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thebeachtest/"&gt;The Beach Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Like Names That Are Classic and Timeless&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="" width="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofnamesdoyoulikequiz/names-4.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer quality names that have stood the test of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't like anything that's trendy today and outdated next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Names are important to you, and naming someone should not be an social experiment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the type most likely to name someone after a family member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some female names you might like: Andrea, Elizabeth, Hannah, Julia, Marie, Nicole, and Victoria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some male names you might like: Aaron, Benjamin, Christopher, Jonathan, Matthew, Thomas, and Zachary &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofnamesdoyoulikequiz/"&gt;What Kind of Names Do You Like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Hair Should Be Orange&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="" width="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourfunkyinnerhaircolorquiz/orange.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expressive, deep, and one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You pull off "weird" well - hardly anyone notices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourfunkyinnerhaircolorquiz/"&gt;What's Your Funky Inner Hair Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Chocolate Easter Bunny Personality&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="" width="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/theeasterbunnyquiz/bunny.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what you want in life and how to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not going to waste time or let yourself be meek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether it's chocolate, money, or power...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take what you can get, and you act quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of energy, and people sometimes scared by your determination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that you care what other people think. You're not going to apologize for who you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theeasterbunnyquiz/"&gt;The Easter Bunny Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Date An Italian!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="" width="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whichforeignguyshouldyoudatequiz/italy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love for old fashioned romance, with an old fashioned guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Italian guy is the perfect candidate to be your prince charming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your head doesn't spin enough, just down another espresso with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invest in a motorcycle helmet - and some carb blocker for all that pasta! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whichforeignguyshouldyoudatequiz/"&gt;Which Foreign Guy Should You Date?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Taste in Music Says About You&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="" width="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourtasteinmusicsayaboutyouquiz/music-1.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your musical tastes are reflective and complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intellectual to the point of being cerebral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very open to new experiences, and even more open to new ideas and theories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom and personal accomplishment are important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are naturally sophisticated. You are drawn to art, especially art by independent artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are likely to be financially well off... and not because you were born that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourtasteinmusicsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Taste in Music Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>~No Comment~</title>
    <published>2008-06-30T16:38:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-30T16:39:37Z</updated>
    <category term="picture"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="You've been Warned"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/stimcpb/pic/00013603/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="283" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/stimcpb/pic/00013603/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda Self Explinatory Explained &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Fiona ~ Chess ~ Greek Chipmunk ~ Miss Mary Macarosso ~ Yesterday ~ Books ~ Storms</title>
    <published>2008-06-29T14:59:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-29T22:02:26Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fiona &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Convo"&gt;At a grad party, dude there, following conversation: &lt;br /&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: Hey&lt;br /&gt;what's ur name? &lt;br /&gt;Ryan: Ryan. &lt;br /&gt;Ryan? &lt;br /&gt;Ryan: Yea, what's ur name? &lt;br /&gt;Fiona. &lt;br /&gt;Ryna: Fiona? &lt;br /&gt;Yea &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just think it's funny how when someone meets someone they are so gullible becuase they have nothing to base their infomation on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chess &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Scores"&gt;17 games LiAnn vs. Me&lt;br /&gt;Stalmate - 3 &lt;br /&gt;Me - 7 &lt;br /&gt;Li - 7 &lt;br /&gt;Who knew that we both were just as smart as the next. Odd..... Maybe we ARE related!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greek Chipmunk *also at Grad Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li and Dolly were talking about this story of a French Squirrel. They use code names for real names. Why? I dunno. but they were talking about this real story, but involoved a French Squirrel and real people, but they couldn't figure out the details and everyone around them were just like, What is this french Squirrel about? &lt;br /&gt;So, Anna, Corena, Kelsey, and Myself decided we would just make up a new story! The Greek Chipmunk. &lt;br /&gt;(Not a happy ending)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Sad Story"&gt;Once upon a time there was a Chipmunk who lived in the Northern Antartica. He traveled through the seven levels of the candy cane forest and jumped aboard a floating iceburg. This everlasting iceburg let them travel from North Antartica all the way to Greece. &lt;br /&gt;He lived there for about 10 years. He wanted to start to travel but all he had was a deflated soccer ball. He went to the sunny beach of Greese and found a Pink Brazillian Dolphin who happened to be traveling back home that day. He wanted payment and the Greek Chipmunk game him the soccer ball, although deflated. The traveled across the Atlantic and into the dencse forests of the Amazon. There he was to find a pump to bring the dead deflated soccer ball back to life. He conviently came across a French Squirrel who happened to have a pump. He fell madly in love with her. He rushed the pump back to the Pink Brazillian Dolphin and followed the French Squirrel. He jumped aboard his everlasting iceburg to follow her back to France. It wasn't so everlasting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Breaking Down of Miss Mary Macarosso *at Grad Party&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Li and Mackenzie and I were all bored because we didn't want to partcipate in a (to-become-violet) game of Man Hunt becase we didn't want to be bitten alive my mosquitoes. *violent: in the end 3 injusies: a lip being bit hard, a scarped knee and something else.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Major parts of this Hand Game. *It's confusing the actual thing so this might just be what you need to understand the complexity of this majorly calorie burning activity. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(1) Macarana (2) Miss Mary Mac (3) Quack Dili Oso (4) &lt;b&gt;1 2 3 4 &lt;/b&gt;(5) Down by the Banks (6) Breaking Free &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Detail: Slighly Confusing &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Breaking Down of Miss Mary Macarosso Detailied"&gt;&lt;p&gt;1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 Miss Mary Mac Mac Mac all dressed in Black Black Black with silver button buttons buttons all down her back back back, Quack Dili Oso Quack Quack Quack from San Diego Eggo Eggo Eggo *head tilt* *shout* &lt;b&gt;1 2 3 4 &lt;/b&gt;Down by the banks of the hanky panky where the bull frogs jump from bank to banky with a hip hop she wop de wop a skiddle and a diddle and a ker ker plop i pledge allegnience to the flag michael jackon makes me mad, coke a cola has caffine now we're talking jelly beans, jelly beans are out of site, now we're back to down by the banks of the hanky panky where the bull frogs jump from bank to banky with a hip hop she wop de wop a skiddle and a diddle and a ker ker PLOP! *that whole #5 is done with hand claps to the side* (turtle shell) We're breaking free we're soaring flying there's not a star in heaven that we can't reach *power ranger finger point and one by one down to the left* if we're flying yea we're breaking free *sort of flying to the side one by one* Trutle.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And that was the Breaking Down of Miss Mary Macarosso. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;While I was doing this: yesterday I was typing this from the view point of yesterday and then i put a book down that was on my lap onto the desk infrotn of my computer and then it went back and then it was all erased. so i was mad and didn't continue on my journey to type allthis. now i retry it today and i decided to save it under a private thing but then the flash thunder storms passed and then shut down the computer. what are the odds of that happening? So at least most of it was saved. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Book Mood *just me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="The Books"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just finished the Book Theif: very good, about this girl who steals books, but it's much better then I say it is becasue I'm not very good at describing good books. I'm much better at insulting badly written books: much like Hatchet by Gary Paulson Then I read Empress of the World about this girl who becomes a lesbo and then isn't and then is, but it's well writen and I thought that it was a really good book and then finally I just finished The Year of Secret Assignments which I thought would be confusing only becasue it's written with letters and bullitins and such, but i coulnd't put it down. ON the other hand my school book 7 Habits of Highly Effective Tees is going very slowly and I want to finish, but I'm slacking. That's never good, dead line in September or not. I thought It'd be done by now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Flash Thunder Storms *here&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's been so hot out latley it's really annoying. every day now around 2pm. it starts to get suddenly dark after a wonderful sunny morning and then it starts to thunder and and rain and it's no good being around water if you can't go in it so the familiy has left now 2 times due to this annoying weather. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Yet, Another Graduation</title>
    <published>2008-06-27T15:27:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-27T15:27:33Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Another one for my&amp;nbsp;friend LiAnn. She lives on Long Island and That's a hell of a drive. that's like 3 hours with traffic. That's just annoying, my mom isn't a firm believer in&amp;nbsp;taking too many pit stops along the way either. Her&amp;nbsp;class is about 300 kids so I sat there for about 2 hours of&amp;nbsp;just sitting and knowing about 10 of the names that&amp;nbsp;were actually called out. Then today thre was an award ceremony.&amp;nbsp;wich is like the same thing, excpet only for the extrodinarly smart people. Well. that's about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my 2nd long&amp;nbsp;treck away from the beach. This&amp;nbsp;one isn't going to be half&amp;nbsp;as long as the last one. Going back Sunday,&amp;nbsp;i think. How's the weather? I know that's kinda like a&amp;nbsp;badly composed question, but&amp;nbsp;I've had this spell of bad&amp;nbsp;weather followed by beautiful weather on and off in like 4 hours between each. It's annoying!!!!&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stimcpb:20210</id>
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    <title>My Everything</title>
    <published>2008-06-25T17:03:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-25T17:03:00Z</updated>
    <category term="everything"/>
    <content type="html">My Everything hurts from using all of my unknown muscels from the swim team! My upper arms my legs, and my neck, my sides! Everything</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stimcpb:19962</id>
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    <title>Swimming</title>
    <published>2008-06-23T14:46:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-23T14:46:28Z</updated>
    <category term="endurance"/>
    <category term="hot chocolate"/>
    <category term="swim team"/>
    <category term="cold"/>
    <category term="tea"/>
    <category term="friends"/>
    <content type="html">I got up at 8 this morning to go over to my beach club to start my 6th year of swimming in the nine leauge swim team. I'm on the Sands Beach Club Team who beat 3 other teams last year. I haven't swam laps since last year and I'm just sore all over. On top of that a ton of my frineds just bailed out on me so I have a different crew of people this year. O well. At least I'm not all alone. I need to get that endurance going! But now It's really cloudy and Rainy so I'm sitting in front of the computer drinking hot chocolate and i'm going to go get some tea. I just was so cold.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stimcpb:19228</id>
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    <title>Right Side ~ FIFTH GRADE ~ Elevator ~ Angel Light</title>
    <published>2008-06-21T14:19:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-21T14:19:27Z</updated>
    <category term="right side"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt; Right Side ~ FIFTH GRADE ~ Elevator ~ Angel Light&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a the beach and I started to play a game on the beach and then whenever i put all of my weight onto my right side of my body my whole entire leg would jsut spazz! It hurt SOO MUCH.! AHHHHH WHY ME! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I went down to the ocean to well do whatever and on my way up i found Alexandera. She had these two dudes. Mike and Nick. So I went over and I met Nick and Mike! It was like kinda akward at some points, but o well. NEW PEPOLE! Nick was funny and mike was just...weird and funny. but anyway. When they were like first meeting me, they were like, "Are you from like fith grade!" and i mean wtf! that's just rude! i'm graduating 8th! OMG! THAT'S JUST PLAIN RUDE! COMMON! I mean i've got the 6th and 7th sometimes they were closer to 8th and of couse the highschool thing, but NEVER IN MY 8TH/FREHSMAN STATE HAVE I BEEN A 5TH GRADER! GoD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this band came to the opening party for my beach club and they were better tward the end, but for the first few 10 songs you could put the word elevator to it. like the beat would be going and you'd beable just to inserct the word elevator so easily. It was good elevator music, but for a beach party, not so much. I mean i don't expect the all pop and rock stuff but better then that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Whenever someone's head is directly blocking a bright sun in sun rise or set i always think of those movies where the sun is perfectly outlining someone's head. and it's like an angel light So....yea that was random, but o well!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stimcpb:19148</id>
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    <title>Lip Gloss</title>
    <published>2008-06-20T12:08:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-20T12:08:38Z</updated>
    <category term="lip gloss"/>
    <content type="html">Yea. So I was listening to Z100 and it was like. "This was the top hit one year ago." And the Song Lip Gloss came on! I was like, "OMG!!!!" I turned it up and it felt like it was just yesterday that everyone was singing it everywhere. Li'l Mama!!!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stimcpb:18940</id>
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    <title>Snaps</title>
    <published>2008-06-19T04:52:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-19T04:52:15Z</updated>
    <category term="snaps"/>
    <content type="html">Snaps Isn't the Name of the Game: Let's get going, *snap* *Snap* *snap* *snap*, Hope you get it soon, *snap*, No, you'll never get it. &lt;br /&gt;Who Is it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lohan </content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stimcpb:18687</id>
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    <title>Breaking Dawn Countdown</title>
    <published>2008-06-16T02:26:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-16T02:26:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="3" /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxMzU5NDAyMTY3OCZwdD*xMjEzNTk*MDQwMTE3JnA9MTIwNzQxJmQ9NDQ*NTgzJm49bGl2ZWpvdXJuYWwmZz*y.jpg"&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stimcpb:18289</id>
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    <title>Car Stealing ~ Unknown ~ Strange Words</title>
    <published>2008-06-15T04:15:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-15T04:15:58Z</updated>
    <category term="words"/>
    <category term="carolyn"/>
    <category term="car stealing"/>
    <category term="birthday"/>
    <category term="word"/>
    <category term="relish"/>
    <category term="funny face"/>
    <category term="kid"/>
    <category term="stoked"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt; Car Stealing ~ Unknown ~ Strange Words &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I forgot to mention this strange occurance. Ok, So, i'm going back to the car from the end of the carnival and there's this group of let's say 7th or 6th graders sitting around the car talking and whatever. I ask Carolyn, "Is this the right car?" and she says, "Yea." I respond, "I just wanna make sure I'm breaking into the right car." So this kid that was in that group looks around at me and gives me the funniest look in the world. He was definatly thinking &lt;i&gt; ARE YOU SERIOUS!!! &lt;/i&gt; So I just relish the moment. Yes, relish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I was a birthday party for Carolyn's Aunt Mary Beth. I was there and the whole time I knew about a fourth of everyone that was there. It was kinda strange for a while, just standing and not knowing anyone. It was just....strange and slightly akward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO HAPPY. I'M GETTING OUT OF BEING AT THIS KID'S PARTY THAT I DON'T WANNA BE AT BECAUSE I'M HERE AND NOT AT THE SHORE! OMG I'M JUST SO STOKED! YES I'M IN THE MOOD FOR STRANGE WORDS! STOKED AND RELISH!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stimcpb:18155</id>
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    <title>Card Deprived ~ The Oldest of Friends ~ Twilight Zone ~ Home</title>
    <published>2008-06-14T03:46:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-14T03:46:26Z</updated>
    <category term="twilight zone"/>
    <category term="games"/>
    <category term="emily"/>
    <category term="home"/>
    <category term="shore"/>
    <category term="cards"/>
    <category term="friends"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt; Card Deprived ~ The Oldest of Friends ~ Twilight Zone ~ Home &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok! I've been at like a best friend's house for like a week. and I haven't been home since. But the thing is that I'm not missing my Sister or My mommy or really any of that. I'm missing the constant ocean and the too cool pool. The constant playing of games or just wasting your heart on just talking yourself away. It's just the way I roll at that beach. I'm not saying that I don't love my friend's house, which I do! But The GAMES! It's killer! It's eating away at me slowly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at a fair for my past parish. I haven't been up there for ages and it was so strange to see everyone. But I mean I saw everyone at the pool party I was at, but I mean all of the un-named people that I haven't seen in about 7 years! That alone was just strange. I saw my old "worst enemy" Elizabeth Hudec. She gave me my first red light in preschool and then caroline bradey. I hated her enough to exclude her out of my first grade party. She found out and My mom made me invite her. Then just hanging out with some of my most bestest child hood friends was enough seeing all of my now friends that I don't get to see enough Is great to see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking Emily at the fair. I left my old school in fifth grade and moved on to Holy Cross at sixth grade. I am now an Allumni of that school. Well. Emily left her school at fifth grade and moved to the school I left in fifth grade. WE both had a dad that died of a tumor. that alone is scary enough, but the fact that we both know each other is strange enough. Well we were talking about it today on some of the rides at the fair and i was ready of the theme to the twilight zone to start to play and then for some sort of freaky friday thing to happen! It was just so strange!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been with the Newes for about a week now, and they are the best in the world because they're not my family and yet they put up with me. That's more then my family, my family has to love me. Well Being around my old town isn't depressing, it brings back all these memories. and It also tells me that I don't belong here anymore, I love to visit, but I don't belong here anymore. I belong at the shore with the too-rich-to-care bitches. I belong in my house on the shore. I love to be here, but being contantly around it again just tells me that as much as i visit I won't belong here.....wow, i'm beating this to death, with a hammer, and a crowbar, and some sort of meat pounder.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stimcpb:17837</id>
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    <title>Away</title>
    <published>2008-06-11T00:08:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-11T00:08:23Z</updated>
    <category term="away"/>
    <content type="html">I'm at a friend's house and it's great. After three years of being with that HCS group at school it's nice to be around people who don't piss me off constantly. Being back here is getting me so many memories. It's kinda weird. Well, it was nice to see all of my old friends anyway.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stimcpb:17451</id>
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    <title>VICTORY</title>
    <published>2008-06-08T01:23:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-08T01:23:37Z</updated>
    <category term="good bye"/>
    <category term="holy cross"/>
    <category term="graduation"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;*fyi i just posted a more....less spazztic post*&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I'M OUT OF THAT GOD FORASKN SCHOOL. NO LONGER FORGOTEN AT THE END OF THE LUNCH TABLE! NO MORE BITCHES TO COPE WITH. NO MORE BEING NICE TO THEM SO THEY WON'T TURN ON ME! I'M OUT OF THERE. I'M A FRESHMAN AT MAST! ITS THE SUMMER AND I CAN DO WHAT EVER I WANNA DO. I'M WITH MY BESTEST FRIENDS IN THE WORLD AND I'M GONNA HAVE A KICK ASS SUMMER! &lt;font size="7"&gt;GOOD BYE HOLY CROSS&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:stimcpb:17182</id>
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    <title>Eighth Grade Diner Dance, Graduation, and AfterMath</title>
    <published>2008-06-08T01:19:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-08T01:19:25Z</updated>
    <category term="troy s."/>
    <category term="crying"/>
    <category term="billy"/>
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    <category term="beach"/>
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    <category term="liann"/>
    <category term="alex"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Thruday ~ Friday ~ Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, 3 days and&amp;nbsp;you hear nothing of me, well. i was&amp;nbsp;doin&amp;nbsp;a bunch of mondo super fun stuff! So&amp;nbsp;let's start from like....thurday. that was dinner dance nite. &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="totally boring drama of an 8th grader's dinner dance "&gt;that was so fun and I danced with&amp;nbsp;billy, who&amp;nbsp;i had a crush on for like......four days. Yea it wasn't long, but It was there and he danced with me. And then I&amp;nbsp;was asked to dance with troy&amp;nbsp;s. he's just .....pimply, gross, drandruffy, smell, greesy, and just&amp;nbsp;plain&amp;nbsp;ugly. He had no personality that i would ever want to be with and that was just it. So he asked me and I said no quite well and he&amp;nbsp;kept on&amp;nbsp;goin at it. Omg! So I went to the bathroom just to get away. I went with&amp;nbsp;jordan because she also just wanted to get away and I cleared my head and i he was at it again. so i was like gotta get rid of this kid with out being so totally rude so i found billy quite conviently. so i just said to him, dance with me, please. and he was like sure *fyi it was slow dance music since troy asked me and it lasted for like 10 min* so i was dancing with him and i kinda felt bad for troy but he had it commin. so that was my long babble about everything. Whoa that's long! &lt;/div&gt;and friday was graduation. &lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="my long 8th grad nite description *yes you'll get bored"&gt;that was also quite fun. i had a bunch of my familiy come up with me to the ceremony. i had my best friend liann and her mom and alex and her family and my uncle billy and aunt betsey and my uncle denis and aunty m. so my sissy and mommy too. so we all went to the school and i had to get my gown and hat on. the hat still bothers me from before and everyone was gathered in the media room to have a quick talk with the sister who was the speaker. and then 8B ended up in mrs. chadwick's room. sam was crying the whole time. She was just a mess. a lot of pepole were starting to predict who would cry. and we were lined up and started down the isle. I was paired with ashley and she was cool. So i sat next to james and kyle g. omg! they were hilarious. james had to speak before he sat down and he kyle just kept trying to make him laugh into the mic. it was down right funny! so he started with the welcome. jimmy *class prez* got up to speak to the class about how "quite" we always were and everything else. it was really good. and then the speaker. the sister. well she was a good speaker and a two time winner on jeprorty. the only thing was she looked old and everytime she wanted the auience to laugh she'd give everyone this face that was just so strange. it was like...8-I becuase her eyes got real big and her mouth went straight and she's stare into the crowd, which did get to me a bit. but it was relaly just to enjoy the 8th grade and the time to come and that family is always there for you and dont' regret anything and live your life. the general. so then we were to get up and recieve the diploma. that scared me. they put a rug up there. i mean we practiced w/o the rug a i had heels on. so well i didn't trip. it was all good. we got up and sang out song Come So Far (Got So Far To Go) james and kyle kept making these hilarious jokes so i was trying to hold back laughs the whole time. so i went to put the stuff back and everyone was crying. well a few people were crying a lot and some just a glassy eye. some were jubalent to be away. so i was one of those few. i didn't really care about those kids ever. i went home and it was so much fun. but&amp;nbsp;before i got home the whole way home my mom was beeping the horn on the car with the words&amp;nbsp;congradulations maura on the back of the car. it was&amp;nbsp;so werid. she kept honking and everyone was like what the hell is that&amp;nbsp;car beeping about? and&amp;nbsp;i told her that the&amp;nbsp;car in front ofher was getting kinda nervous and she's like&amp;nbsp;too bad!&amp;nbsp;so anway way home and friends&amp;nbsp;alex and li were about the most different you could possibly get. so that was just hilarous. alex went home and li stayed cuz she lives in ny. so it'd be quite a trek. we made twilight t-shirts. her's was amazing! it had the word twilighter on the front writen like the one on the book and she put the names of the books and stephenie meyer's name on the bottom. then on the back she wrote most of the quotes she found that she liked in the book. it was just beautifl.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;and finally today saturday. &lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="frivioulous story of li and my day doing nothing "&gt;i started one shade and got so tan today ebcause i was doing nothing all day! and li was there all day too. so we came in. and she had no clue what she wants to do. so we place foose ball. *the table w/ the soccer players on sticks *sorry can't spell so then patricia came up and we played cut the sand and that was strange anway! and we got into the pool and that was fine. it was warmer and well actualy today was kinda boring. but the end of the day was hilarious. so i like danny and li was like i wanna meet him. so i say hey! danny come over here. and he was next to his mom the whole time. *HE HAS NO LIFEE!* and he came over and i said rememer the kid i wanted you to talk to before on the phone, well this is her. and i was like say hi! and he turned bright red and was like hi. and i was like don't nod your head like that! and he kept nodding his head and it was so weird. so we went and left him for a while and we sat on the benchs and came&amp;nbsp; back and he was still on the sand playing with his mom right there. he's just....so kid-ish. so i shouted hey danny! and his mom and he turend and i said hi mrs. bruke, danny can you come over here. and he just shakes his head. adn i mouthed please! and he kept shaking his head. i shouted just for five secnods. and he just kept shaking his head. GOSH! i just wanted to know why anyone would wanna be on 3 different baseball teams and i wanted to know if he ever went out with rebecca. well. i never got to ask beause he kept shaking his head!! at one point li was like. i just figured something! and i was like what? she responds with. wlel i just became edward and i can read his mind. and she kept saying that he was scared of him. it was hilarious! and i got SOO TAN TODAY!!! &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>stimcpb @ 2008-06-04T18:19:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-04T22:38:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-04T22:38:02Z</updated>
    <category term="chess"/>
    <category term="math class"/>
    <category term="twilight"/>
    <category term="billy"/>
    <category term="pictures"/>
    <category term="so long"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;So Long ~ Pictures ~ Math Class ~ Chess/Billy ~ Twilight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few days from&amp;nbsp;"The Big Day" It's friday. Tomorrow is our&amp;nbsp;Diner Dance. And the day after is Graduation! We've all been talking about&amp;nbsp;Friday for so long it's amazing to know that it's just a few days away. It feels like I&amp;nbsp;still have that whole two&amp;nbsp;months to&amp;nbsp;go.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;We have a graduation song&amp;nbsp;called &lt;em&gt;Come so Far (Got&amp;nbsp;so Far to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;Go) So we've been practicing it &amp;nbsp;like every waking moment. It's annoying yet very satisfying. Only one week ago was the big trip to NYC. All that the Class of '07 is happening. It's so strange to be in these shoes. And also I feel nothing for these kids, i just like the normalicy. Adriana and Carolyn told me that I was like in like a ton of their dinner dance Pictures and it's so strange, because we already have had a preview of the pictures and I haven't even shown up yet! So it really is kinda strange.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Last Math Class Today. Most people would be relieved, but I loved my math teacher. Mrs. Chadwick is the best math teacher ever! I got a 64% on a test and she said that if i re-do all the ones I got wrong she'd give me back some points and I ended up with an 84%!!!! That's just amazing. So the past week she's been letting us play chess. Yesterday was weird, I played for AJ against Billy and I won, because AJ did a good job I just finshed him off. So we started another game. He check Mated me in 2 moves exactly! It was amazingly strange! omg! 2 MOVES! and that's literal! &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=eckqolINSt0"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=eckqolINSt0&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is exacly what happened! it was so strange. so rematch DUH! so that one was stalemate because we had to go because there was another class coming in. Today was the ultimate game so See what would happen. So the first one was a stalemate. me w/ the king left and he couldn't corner me in 10 moves so the next one was also a stalemate! are you serious! he was a hard player, but it ended on a stalemate, this time it was king vs. king. So if it wasn't for the two move check mate we'd be even. O well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight released the first finshed clip. I liked it, i would have liked bella to be uncouncious, but they changed it a bit so that the Edward/James action sequence could be shown. &lt;a href="http://moviesblog.mtv.com/2008/06/01/watch-our-exclusive-twilight-clip-from-the-movie-awards-preshow/"&gt;http://moviesblog.mtv.com/2008/06/01/watch-our-exclusive-twilight-clip-from-the-movie-awards-preshow/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Overall I did enjoy it, but some extras were added and i'm scared that in the movie that they'll change so much that it'll become an Eragon. *see hp was huge! and eragon was supposed to be amazing, but it flopped* So I really want it to be good, but i'm just hoping that they don't chagne too much! because the first hp was so close to the book it was amazing. so i just hope that it doesn't flop!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Grad</title>
    <published>2008-05-30T22:54:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-31T00:41:24Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Hey y'alls~so close. today was the last friday&amp;nbsp;there. i mean i hate so close to all 51 of those people, but I had this feelling that I didn't wanna leave these people. I finally put my finger on it, It's normalicy. I mean I don't want to leave normalicy, but after this i'm the only one from my school going to this school excpet this dude i never talk to for several reasons. But I love these guys because i'm used to the normalicy of them ignoring me and me not talking it's just a pattern that i'm used to. Well It's almost over.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Today We got our year books. it's blue and it has these like.....gold/silver squiggles. it's hard to say. But my scanner isn't working so o well. but i'm super happy i got it. i mean ya i hate them but i'll miss some of them....</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Tests galore :(</title>
    <published>2008-05-29T19:40:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-29T19:40:24Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Test Schedual ~ Test in Detail ~ NYC Trip *yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday: math final&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Science Final&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&amp;nbsp;NYc&amp;nbsp;*i'll talk about that later*&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;thursday:&amp;nbsp;s.s. final&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; finish 40 more pages of the most boring book ever&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;friday: test on that book and english final&lt;br /&gt;saturday 2 hs placement exams *math and spanish*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure i have a lot of fun stuff, but also crap as well. ok, i this week and next week and we're gone. away. va-moose&lt;br /&gt;so they load on finals. ok, so the math is alright (85%) and Science was killer bcause it was right before a huge trip (90%) and wednesay: nyc i'll talk about later, but it was fun. but after walking around the city for hours and all that she loads on today's test of History (?%) and that stupid book. GOD i hate that book! and we have to finish it all. and tomorrow we have a test on it. and then most people are done, but i get the highschool placement test. o yea thats 3hours of weekend fun. i hate this week. and it just sucks for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYC ....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="................."&gt;we start the day off and we get on the bus. *let me remind all that i hate everysingle one of these people* and two hours. then i get off and we start on this most extravegant fun session of fake fighting. so i learned how to fake; choke, hit 4 different ways, pull hair, fall, slap, and tumble that was the most fun ever. i had emma's head to pull her hair out. i wish! but anyway i loved that it was so fun. so we are all starving and we head to the ESPN Zone. we eat and we all have 100pts on cards. then we spend like a good hour and a half there total. then off to &lt;u&gt;HAIRSPRAY&lt;/u&gt;. That was so much fun. i had to sit next to the teachers, but one of them understood that I *and this other girl, Carlie* didn't wanna sit there so we were moved. i got to sit in front of some girls that aren't so horrible and sat next to kyle, i mean he's alright, but rude. but at that point i was in the 4th row! that was real fun and i got a t shirt. there were buttons that said "I &amp;lt;3 SEAWEED" but i didnt' want to pay $15 for it. tha'd be a waste. And on the way home i was sitting next to another girl that i didn't hate. she hates all of thos girls just as much as i do so i was really satisfied with just that. we didn't talk for the 1 1/2 hours but it was fun not to be in the middle of a crowd of them and not be heard. *they love to have that selective hearing and just block my voice*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>SHORT!?!?!?</title>
    <published>2008-05-27T00:16:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-27T00:16:41Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">SHORT? ~ SHORT POSTS ~ SHORT SIZE ~ SHORT OF $$$&lt;br /&gt;oK,&amp;nbsp;lately i've been all about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;short &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;but y???&lt;br /&gt;Ok, lately i've been posting really short posts cuz i've been having an absolute ball at the beach! i mean it's fun, yet cold still. Being on the beach makes everything feel like it should be absoluely warm and beautiful. it wasn't! but why? Because God wants to punish all those who have polluted, so we'll have delayed weather.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Shortness. For those who knows me. I am short! i mean anyone who stands near any of carolyn's relatves feels short.&amp;nbsp;but i'm short verses an average person so therefor I feel even shorter. So i come back from not seeing anyone from the beach club for ages and i stand next to all of them and i'm the shortest! there is this guy that i've known since like forever, but we rarely speak to each other, but today i said hi and he said hi and his voice is deep and he's like a head taller then i am! how the hell did that happen? And emily also became taller and patricia and heather and torrie! who knew! a year ago, torrie was the defintion of short and now i am shorter then the defintion. so i'm shorter then short! but i'm the 6th shortest of the grade. GREAT!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;the beach club up-ed the prices. now i'm short of muuu-la, not taht i'm not usually.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>knees</title>
    <published>2008-05-26T00:41:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-26T00:41:39Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">new hair cut&lt;br /&gt;and today i was at the beach. duh. and i was playin s.p.u.d w/ some of katie's friends cuz my friends were down at 7/11 and i was too lazy to walk. so it's a ghost number and i was sitting on the ground and her knee hits mine and it literally skinns my knee but does nothing to hers. i mean u can skin ur knee on the sidewalk that's normal. and if you both have a lot of friction on ur knees and you both get hurt, but i got this huge thing on my knee and she is perfectly fine! omg! so werid</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Beach</title>
    <published>2008-05-24T22:53:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-24T22:54:32Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Who knew that I could be bord at the beach!? I had nothing to do becuase&amp;nbsp;I didn't wanna go into the water becuase it was cold and&amp;nbsp;I was sick and my frineds were all trying to avoid me and it sucked! why me?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>May Fair</title>
    <published>2008-05-22T20:08:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-22T20:08:30Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;At my school we have something like a mini carnival where the 8th grade gets to host certain games. My two friends and I had this game where you can't lose, so the litle kids wouldn't get upset. The rules were that you roll two dice and then you match the number you rolled to the shells *which had numbers 2-12 on them* and then flip it over and you get that many pieces of candy. *yea it makes more sence if you saw it. So I had to say that same line to every single person that wanted to know how to play. That alone was tourture.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Along wiht the talking, every 15minutes the weather would change from dirzzling to clear sky. It was annoying because you were either increiibly cold or overly hot. That wasn't too much fun, but in the long run i did like to do this. I just feel bad for the carni-s that have to explain something to a bunch of people they don't know at a fair and get minumum wages. That would suck!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://collect.myspace.com/music/popup.cfm?num=0&amp;amp;time=undefined&amp;amp;fid=308643481&amp;amp;uid=1&amp;amp;t=Z9xTalURu/Cw/tuW01ZUw95JXlA5HZ3FcBqxCYrYFyTO61aalzYyw6objBjwgApgMJsJlFZVoTjqtiE/Ig==d=MzA4NjQzNDgxXjEyMDU2MjAwNjY"&gt;http://collect.myspace.com/music/popup.cfm?num=0&amp;amp;time=undefined&amp;amp;fid=308643481&amp;amp;uid=1&amp;amp;t=Z9xTalURu/Cw/tuW01ZUw95JXlA5HZ3FcBqxCYrYFyTO61aalzYyw6objBjwgApgMJsJlFZVoTjqtiE/Ig==d=MzA4NjQzNDgxXjEyMDU2MjAwNjY&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Learn to Do It ~ Anastasia *music meme</title>
    <published>2008-05-22T01:05:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-22T01:05:59Z</updated>
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    <category term="meme"/>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;. Put Your iTunes, Windows Media Player, ETC on Shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name.&lt;br /&gt;5.Put this on your journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="My Thoughts on the Matter"&gt;1.If someone says, "Is this okay?" You say?&lt;br /&gt;Home ~ Vanessa Carlton&lt;br /&gt;[What Was I thinking?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.How would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;The Jitterbug ~ Wizard of OZ&lt;br /&gt;[welll.....]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What do you like in a boy?&lt;br /&gt;HUMUHUMUNUKUNUKUAPUA'A ~Sharpy Evens&lt;br /&gt;[yUMMY}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;Complicated ~ Avril&amp;nbsp;Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;[That worked out quite well]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.What is your life's purpose?&lt;br /&gt;U.G.L.Y. ~ Daniel and Celeste&lt;br /&gt;["MY LIFE'S PURPUSE IS TO BE UGLY.....that could work]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What is your motto?&lt;br /&gt;Dirty Little Secret ~ American rejects&lt;br /&gt;[american rejects- i have plenty of skeletons you don't know about....stored in my closet of course]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;If we were a movie&amp;nbsp;~ Miley Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;[that would be a very strange movie]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What do you think of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;The Wizard and I&amp;nbsp;~ &lt;br /&gt;[o well, mom, i see that you've become a wizard. that was unexpected]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;What I like about YOu&amp;nbsp;~ the Romanics &lt;br /&gt;[very appropriate]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.What is 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt;Dance, Dance, Dance&lt;br /&gt;[I don't even dance.....I DON'T DANCE.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.What do you think of your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Rip it Up&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Rocky and His Friends&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;[.........i don't think that quite works]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;Baby It's you ~ JoJo&lt;br /&gt;[what a life story!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;The Mysterious Ticking Noise&amp;nbsp;~ Neil Cicierega&lt;br /&gt;[well...i'm an annoying noise, when i think i sometimes tick my pen and i'm not very mysterious. so i guess thats what i have to work on. MYSTERIOUS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Jump to The Rythm ~ Jordan Pruitt&lt;br /&gt;[jump rope anyone?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Part of Your World&amp;nbsp;~ The Little Mermaid&lt;br /&gt;[well. if my husband is a merman about to make a permanent change to marry me well tha'd be just about perfect!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;The Jetsons &lt;br /&gt;[um....]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.What is your hobby/interest?&lt;br /&gt;Throughly Modern Millie ~ Julie Andrews&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;[um.....]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jessie&amp;nbsp;~ Madona &lt;br /&gt;[o no Madona don't hurt me!!!] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.What is your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;Our Song&lt;br /&gt;[huh?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Keep Holding on ~ Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;[Well my friends must be very loose for me to be telling them to hold on.....sorry bad joke]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.What will you post this as?&lt;br /&gt;Learn to Do It&amp;nbsp;~ Anastasia&lt;br /&gt;[do what exactly?] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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