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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Jun 2007 15:56:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Shoobieduwop</title>
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  <description>Just posting something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been immersed in the land of RPG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter RPG to be exact. Love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for the new book to come out. &lt;br /&gt;Ah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2007 15:29:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hey Boy</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=2024279288&quot;&gt;fourwheeling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;4&quot; /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&amp;amp;videoid=2024279288&amp;amp;title=fourwheeling&quot;&gt;Add to My Profile&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href=&quot;http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home&quot;&gt;  More Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was fun. I love holiday weekends!! Anyway. &lt;br /&gt;Friday night we saw Pirates of the Caribbean 3 and I liked it the best out of all of them. It had a lot of humor. Fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then, Saturday. Hm. We did some errands and ran to home depot, wal mart, and CVS. BOOOOOOORING. Then we had a graduation party to go to (our neighbors daughter just graduated). She doesnt like me. She had nude pictures on myspace and my mom saw them, and told her parents. She blames it all on me. Not my fault. Saturday night was a lovely night in. I love those sometimes! Actually, I&apos;m a bit of a loner, so I love those nights a lot. I like relaxing and writing a book. Or watching TV without anyone breathing down my neck, ordering me around...which is nearly every night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday. We went to Jacksonville for some shopping. Joe and I found a bedroom set we&apos;re gonna buy. It&apos;s beautiful. Ashley Furniture. It&apos;s called North Shore. Big and nice looking. Anyway. It&apos;ll burn a hole in our pockets, but oh well. It&apos;s worth it. We&apos;ll have it probably forever. Sooooo we came home around 6 at night. &lt;br /&gt;We decided to go over to Mikes house and play with the fourwheelers. Check out my videos on myspace. I have 11 of them or something. Mike and Josh took the blue truck into the bog hole and got it stuck twice. That bog hole had A LOT of mud. Thick, deep mud. I didnt get too dirty this time, we didnt have a full blown mud day. Just some trucks, fourwheelers, and dirt bikes. It was fun though. &lt;br /&gt;Then we decided to pitch a tent in the backyard. Just us girls (Brittany, Lauren, and I). Most of the guys stayed out with us till like, 2-4 in the morning. They left at various times. Mike tried to sneak up on us, and it wound up being a manhunt for like, and hour and a half. That was fun! But then Josh stayed in the tent with us until like, 5:30 in the morning. We fell asleep immediately. The bulldozer started at 7:30 in the morning. That totally sucked. 2 hours of sleep. Bad idea. &lt;br /&gt;Monday night we went swimming with the friends. The water made me hypothermic and my limbs decided to not work. I took a hot shower at the pool and warmed back up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it. It was a busy weekend. But oh well. I like weekends like that. Minus the driving all the way to Jacksonville. &lt;br /&gt;Love. I&apos;m bored and still recovering from the lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=2032253193&quot;&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;3&quot; /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=2032254261&quot;&gt;yikes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;11&quot; /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=2032257739&quot;&gt;waterbed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;6&quot; /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=2032255099&quot;&gt;great&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;7&quot; /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=2032254028&quot;&gt;yay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;8&quot; /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 May 2007 17:23:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Odd Circumstances</title>
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  <description>I just felt like posting a medley of a few of my favorite song lyrics. I love music...and up here in Georgia these songs/artists are considered wierd. I love em though. I still kept a little bit of Florida in my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Augustana - Sunday Best&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I&apos;m coming over Sunday&lt;br /&gt;and I think about you all the time,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what you&apos;re doin&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why you never cry, &lt;br /&gt;When Boston&apos;s always raining,&lt;br /&gt;And we never ever seemed alive,&lt;br /&gt;I sung about you once now, I guess I might as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lisa Hall - Is This Real?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feeling inconstant could drive me insane&lt;br /&gt;Flesh to blood to bone to love&lt;br /&gt;Twisted...&lt;br /&gt;And I know, yes I know, but is this real? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peter Gabriel - I Grieve&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;it was only one hour ago&lt;br /&gt;it was all so different then&lt;br /&gt;there’s nothing yet has really sunk in&lt;br /&gt;looks like it always did&lt;br /&gt;this flesh and bone&lt;br /&gt;it’s just the way that you would tied in&lt;br /&gt;now there’s no-one home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BT - Simply Being Loved (Somnambulist)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;So little time, so little time&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so frustrated&lt;br /&gt;So little joy, so little joy,&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s complicated&lt;br /&gt;So little time, so little time, t i m e&lt;br /&gt;to work it on out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eastmountainsouth - All The Stars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;They would say you were destined for greatness &lt;br /&gt;and I could see it in all the faces: &lt;br /&gt;how they loved you, they adored you. &lt;br /&gt;but you would sing with a pain they never knew.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aqualung - Pressure Suit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well two spinning spheres,&lt;br /&gt;Two spinning spheres in a bed of stars &lt;br /&gt;Silence is super &lt;br /&gt;Staring into space, I wonder where you are &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re all that I&apos;ve ever needed &lt;br /&gt;I know that you won&apos;t feel it &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Azure Ray - Sleep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fill these spaces up with days&lt;br /&gt;In my room&lt;br /&gt;you can go you can stay&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t sleep,&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t speak to you&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now these years locked in my drawer&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll open to see just to be sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kate Bush - This Woman&apos;s Work&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;I should be cryin&apos; but I just can&apos;t let it show&lt;br /&gt;I should be hopin&apos; but I can&apos;t stop thinkin&apos;&lt;br /&gt;For the things we should&apos;ve said that we never said&lt;br /&gt;All the things we should&apos;ve done that we never did&lt;br /&gt;All the things we should&apos;ve given, but I didn&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Polaroid - So Damn Beautiful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;What do you think of me? &lt;br /&gt;Are you quite proud of this make-believe &lt;br /&gt;The come down, that hangs around everything &lt;br /&gt;You can admire in that girl &lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s so.. damn.. beautiful &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lamb - Gabriel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can fly&lt;br /&gt;But I want his wings&lt;br /&gt;I can shine even in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;But I crave the light that he brings&lt;br /&gt;Revel in the songs that he sings&lt;br /&gt;My angel gabriel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can love&lt;br /&gt;But I need his heart&lt;br /&gt;I am strong even on my own&lt;br /&gt;But from him I never want to part&lt;br /&gt;He’s been there since the very start&lt;br /&gt;My angel gabriel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Telepopmusik - Breathe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;I brought you something close to me, &lt;br /&gt;Left for something you see though your here. &lt;br /&gt;You haunt my dreams &lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s nothing to do but believe, &lt;br /&gt;Just Believe. &lt;br /&gt;Just Breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kate Havnevik - Timeless&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Timeless&lt;br /&gt;Love is a cure&lt;br /&gt;A promise&lt;br /&gt;Still so pure&lt;br /&gt;Rise like the tide&lt;br /&gt;No need to hide it&lt;br /&gt;Fearless&lt;br /&gt;Just like before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, here we go&lt;br /&gt;They&apos;re all waiting for a cure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 May 2007 13:21:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Daemon</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2007 12:12:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Freedom</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Apr 2007 12:00:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I have a home</title>
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  <description>The wedding is getting ever nearer. Joe and I have a house. It&apos;s out in the country, on some land. It&apos;s a nice double wide mobile home. I used to hate them, but now I can live in it. At least until we build our own house on the land. I love it. There&apos;s 30 acres right behind us that we can play on and trail ride on. I must sound like such a Georgian to ya&apos;ll. Seriously. I&apos;ve been thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in S. Fl. the only type of cars I wanted were little rice burners that I could hook up (that may be Ryan talking but whatever)...Now, Since I bought my FOUR WHEEL DRIVE SUV, I wont EVER buy another car. They&apos;re too small and compact and you cant play in them. Plus, if you go down a dirt road in a car, you&apos;re more likely to get stuck. Not that South Florida has too many untravelled dirt roads. &lt;br /&gt;But still. &lt;br /&gt;So. &lt;br /&gt;I wont buy anything except another SUV or a TRUCK! I want a truck. &lt;br /&gt;But yes. &lt;br /&gt;Four wheelers too. &lt;br /&gt;Ohh yes.&lt;br /&gt;And mud.&lt;br /&gt;Trucks. Four wheelers. Mud. Great combination. &lt;br /&gt;But back to our home. &lt;br /&gt;We have to keep guns in the house. We are WAY out there. Not...nevermind. But we&apos;re secluded on our own property, so we need protection. &lt;br /&gt;A dog, A shotgun or two, and a nine mm. &lt;br /&gt;Yes. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m completely transformed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m officially a Georgian!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Mar 2007 12:29:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Shonaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need your address so I can send save the date cards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Feb 2007 20:11:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Damn</title>
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  <description>I still have 15 observation hours due. &lt;br /&gt;I start Thursday. &lt;br /&gt;All day. &lt;br /&gt;Then I have a test that night. &lt;br /&gt;Ughghgh. &lt;br /&gt;Every time I turn around theres something new. &lt;br /&gt;Something else that has to be done. &lt;br /&gt;I hate school. &lt;br /&gt;I just feel like screaming!&lt;br /&gt;adoif aoie aoghaodoaogheb!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a damn vacation.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Feb 2007 20:08:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Stressed to the max</title>
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  <description>Definately stressed out. &lt;br /&gt;7 papers due by this afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;Done. Good. Done last night. &lt;br /&gt;Failed Biology test this morning.  &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s like reading Egyptian to me. &lt;br /&gt;And that&apos;s not good. &lt;br /&gt;55%. &lt;br /&gt;World Lit. 2 test tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;Education test Thursday. &lt;br /&gt;71% on my Statistics test from Friday. &lt;br /&gt;Stressed. &lt;br /&gt;Wedding plans are far behind. &lt;br /&gt;I didnt know it got this chaotic. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m a bridezilla. &lt;br /&gt;Poor Joe. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sweating. &lt;br /&gt;It was 26 degrees out the other night. &lt;br /&gt;Too cold for my Floridian blood. &lt;br /&gt;My little hands turn into ice. &lt;br /&gt;I dont care. &lt;br /&gt;Gah. &lt;br /&gt;I need something exciting for me. &lt;br /&gt;Something for me. &lt;br /&gt;Not for school, or for the wedding, or for Joe. &lt;br /&gt;For me. &lt;br /&gt;I need books. &lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s the answer. &lt;br /&gt;Ciao.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Feb 2007 13:00:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Wedding</title>
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  <description>So...I went taste testing yesterday. It was fun. I love the chicken stuff we&apos;ll be feeding people at the wedding. And salad. It&apos;s yummy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to the convention thing. They had so much food from caterers and cake people...I ate too much cake, I almost got sick in the car on the way home. &lt;br /&gt;They also had someone there to style hair for weddings...so I got mine done in a french twist or something. It was pretty. And fun. I like them. But then again, I would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else. &lt;br /&gt;I got a lot of free stuff that I forgot about. Pens, cups, hand lotion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun. &lt;br /&gt;And on Saturday there was the college dance.&lt;br /&gt;10 of us went. &lt;br /&gt;It was a dud until we got there and requested the Tootsie Roll song. &lt;br /&gt;And then we didnt stop dancing until lik, 12:45. &lt;br /&gt;Such fun times. &lt;br /&gt;This weekend was a blast. &lt;br /&gt;And next weekend I HAVE to send out my Save-the-date cards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remind me. &lt;br /&gt;Love.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 Jan 2007 21:41:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Wont back down</title>
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  <description>This week is like pure hell. &lt;br /&gt;I have a test every day of the week. &lt;br /&gt;Every day. &lt;br /&gt;But okay. &lt;br /&gt;So I hate studying. &lt;br /&gt;Wedding planning is about to seriously start. &lt;br /&gt;I have a convention to go to on the 11th. &lt;br /&gt;Full of DJ&apos;s, cake people, decorators, sex toys and lingerie, caterers, reception sites, invitation makers, and so much more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m doing okay with it though. &lt;br /&gt;I just take things one day at a time. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll study all night tonight. &lt;br /&gt;And wake up early and take the Biology test. &lt;br /&gt;Then I&apos;ll work all day. &lt;br /&gt;Come home. &lt;br /&gt;Study for my statistics test.&lt;br /&gt;And so on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is fair. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve got nothing to complain about. &lt;br /&gt;Love.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 21:21:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Meep</title>
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  <description>This semester is kicking my tiny buttocks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I cant stop reading. &lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve read them all like, 8 times each. &lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ll read them all again. &lt;br /&gt;I dont have time to read. &lt;br /&gt;I should be reading my biology book. &lt;br /&gt;Or my World Lit 2 &lt;s&gt;book&lt;/s&gt; books. &lt;br /&gt;Or practice statistics. &lt;br /&gt;Or work on getting my 15 education in school hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I can read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose reading. &lt;br /&gt;Love.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Dec 2006 12:58:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Holidays</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m coming down south for a couple days from the 23rd to 26th. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m super busy. &lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to see my bridesmaids! &lt;br /&gt;And go shopping. &lt;br /&gt;Excited.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Nov 2006 12:43:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>First</title>
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  <description>So on Friday, November 24, 2006 (exactly a year from the wedding)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe and I bought our first car!&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a 2005 Ford Escape&lt;br /&gt;23,000 Miles on it. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s in great condition. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s 4 wheel drive, so we can go mudding (which we arent, but if we wanted to we could). &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s 6 cylinder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it!&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s like an SUV, but it&apos;s not huge like some of them. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s perfect for me. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so happy!&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I come down in January for Cretia&apos;s wedding, I&apos;ll be safe! And we can have a mini-road trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorta. &lt;br /&gt;Although the Civic has had some good times :-/&lt;br /&gt;I miss Amber and Cretia. :(</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Nov 2006 12:56:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
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  <description>I found the dress!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on Saturday and I tried on a whole bunch of dresses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One was so beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;The bodice is filled with glittery beadwork. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s gorgeous. &lt;br /&gt;I look like a princess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we bought it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I have my dress! And it&apos;s coming in around January!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Nov 2006 13:00:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Plans</title>
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  <description>I found some wedding dresses I love. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going on Saturday to pick them out w/my mom. &lt;br /&gt;Hopefuly I&apos;ll find the one. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway. &lt;br /&gt;My best friend Cretia is getting married on Jan 13!&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m SOOOOOOOOOO excited for her!&lt;br /&gt;So I&apos;ll be down then. &lt;br /&gt;Yay. &lt;br /&gt;And my other friend Courtney is getting married on Dec 16. &lt;br /&gt;All these weddings!&lt;br /&gt;Mine still seems so far away. &lt;br /&gt;But it&apos;ll be here before I know it. &lt;br /&gt;So when the time comes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be needing your addresses and phone numbers. &lt;br /&gt;I hope to see ya&apos;ll there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave some love.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Oct 2006 13:21:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Coming closer</title>
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  <description>Good weekend! Florida Gators beat the Georgia Bulldawgs, 21 to 14. Good game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe and I FINALLY saw The Guardian. It&apos;s pretty good! I like it a lot. &lt;br /&gt;We also went to this haunted forest thing on Blythe Island. &lt;br /&gt;That wouldve been more enjoyable if the women behind us werent screaming and grabbing onto our shirts. &lt;br /&gt;We didnt know who they were. &lt;br /&gt;They busted into the personal zone. &lt;br /&gt;Too many times. &lt;br /&gt;But oh well. &lt;br /&gt;They were scared crapless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m skipping classes on Tuesday so I can go to this Halloween costume party at our friends house. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m trying to convince proper little Joseph to skip JUST ONE class. &lt;br /&gt;But we&apos;ll see if he does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW. &lt;br /&gt;His 21st is on Friday. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;ll be a fun fun weekend. :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 Oct 2006 12:52:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Nobody wants to feel this way again...</title>
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  <description>So I&apos;m definately tired of every day being the same. &lt;br /&gt;Literally. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s like, once a week Joe and I get into an smack down, drag out argument. &lt;br /&gt;Last night was the one. &lt;br /&gt;But oh well. &lt;br /&gt;It sucks how the past creeps up on you. &lt;br /&gt;Past wont go away. &lt;br /&gt;Story of my life. &lt;br /&gt;But I found a footprint on the inside of my windshield. &lt;br /&gt;And it&apos;s not mine. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a foot that&apos;s smaller than mine. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s probably nothing...&lt;br /&gt;Although nobody can explain it. &lt;br /&gt;Somehow. &lt;br /&gt;My first reaction, my first fear is that he&apos;s cheating. &lt;br /&gt;I hate Ryan for doing that to me. &lt;br /&gt;I hate that I automatically assume. &lt;br /&gt;I hate how I ready myself for the bad news. &lt;br /&gt;I know in my heart that he would NEVER do that to me. &lt;br /&gt;But I thought the same about Ryan. &lt;br /&gt;Gah. &lt;br /&gt;Joe&apos;s a much much better guy than Ryan will ever be. &lt;br /&gt;So why dont I have faith in him sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it&apos;s not having faith in myself. &lt;br /&gt;I dont know. &lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note. &lt;br /&gt;I love dancing. &lt;br /&gt;I love dance. &lt;br /&gt;I wish my parents had put me in dance when I was younger. &lt;br /&gt;But my friend Lauren and I are joining this country line dance league. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s gonna be fun. &lt;br /&gt;We line dance in our dance class. &lt;br /&gt;I love it. &lt;br /&gt;I can wear cowgirl boots. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m turning country!&lt;br /&gt;I guess that&apos;s what I get for living in South Georgia. &lt;br /&gt;Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;I love it here. &lt;br /&gt;It was like, 40 degrees all week. &lt;br /&gt;Now it&apos;s 80 today. &lt;br /&gt;Kinda reminds me of the FL weather pattern. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m getting lost. &lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m not speaking to Joseph. &lt;br /&gt;Until he apologizes.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Oct 2006 15:35:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Kit-n-kaboodles</title>
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  <description>Blah. &lt;br /&gt;I missed a whole week&apos;s worth of assignments. &lt;br /&gt;I spent 15 hours observing in high school history classes. &lt;br /&gt;That was fun. &lt;br /&gt;Really. &lt;br /&gt;I love history.&lt;br /&gt;I love teaching. &lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s why I&apos;m going to be a history teacher. &lt;br /&gt;But when it came to getting my papers signed...&lt;br /&gt;I met the rudest woman in my life. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve never felt so small and useless in my life. &lt;br /&gt;I couldnt say a word either. &lt;br /&gt;Since theres only 2 public high schools in town. &lt;br /&gt;Her&apos;s being one of them. &lt;br /&gt;I couldnt burn my bridges. &lt;br /&gt;But the story is interesting. &lt;br /&gt;Basically some conversation exchanged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-&quot;What do you want me to do for you?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;Um. Sign for the 15 hours I worked for?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;Excuse me?!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;I worked here...for 15 hours...and I need you to sign for them.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;Well I&apos;m not doing that.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;You said you...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;No! Dont you put words in MY mouth, I said no such thing.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;Okay, well even the front office...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;Dont you dare speak for them either.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-*uncomfortable laugh and funny smile from me*&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;Excuse me. Why are you getting upset with ME?!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;I&apos;m not upset, I promise I&apos;m not upset. I&apos;m just frustrated.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;Why? Did you have a bad day or something?&quot; *sarcastic smile*&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;No, I had a great day up until now.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...she told me to sit at her desk and fill out some paperwork so that&apos;s exactly what I was doing. Before my butt ever touched the seat, here she goes again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;I have a meeting with 20 faculty members waiting on me, I dont have time for this crap.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;Okay.&quot; *writing hastily*&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;Is it hard for you to follow directions? Because if you did follow directions, we wouldnt be here right now.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;Okay.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;I have 20 faculty waiting for me! I have a meeting in 3 minutes!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;Okay.&quot; *still writing quickly*&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;No, it&apos;s not okay! Because YOURE STILL SITTING HERE!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...so I grabbed my stuff and shoved it inside of a notebook and stood up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;You can walk and talk cant you?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;Yes ma&apos;am.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;Because when you&apos;re a teacher, you have to be quick...NOT slow. So thats something you&apos;ll have to learn.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;Yes ma&apos;am.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Oct 2006 12:14:51 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Oct 2006 12:19:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I got my education class test back. &lt;br /&gt;102%. &lt;br /&gt;I was super excited. &lt;br /&gt;If only I could get an A in every class. &lt;br /&gt;That would be fantastic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh. &lt;br /&gt;Blegh. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m tired. &lt;br /&gt;I still havent recovered from Saturday&apos;s 3 hour&apos;s of sleep. &lt;br /&gt;Cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um. &lt;br /&gt;Wow I&apos;m boring. &lt;br /&gt;See you later. &lt;br /&gt;Or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&apos;ve been watching your world from afar, &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been trying to be where you are, &lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ve been secretly falling apart, &lt;br /&gt;Unseen.&lt;br /&gt;To me, you&apos;re strange and you&apos;re beautiful, &lt;br /&gt;You&apos;d be so perfect with me but you just can&apos;t see, &lt;br /&gt;You turn every head but you don&apos;t see me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll put a spell on you, &lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ll fall asleep and I&apos;ll put a spell on you. &lt;br /&gt;And when I wake you, &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be the first thing you see, &lt;br /&gt;And you&apos;ll realize that you love me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the &lt;b&gt;last thing you want comes in first,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, &lt;u&gt;the first thing you want never comes, &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know, the waiting is all you can do, &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll put a spell on you, &lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ll fall asleep, &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll put a spell on you, &lt;br /&gt;And when I wake you, &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be the first thing you see, &lt;br /&gt;And you&apos;ll realise that you love me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll put a spell on you, &lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ll fall asleep &apos;cos I&apos;ll put a spell on you, &lt;br /&gt;And when I wake you, &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be the first thing you see, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And you&apos;ll realise that you love me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&amp;lt;/lj&amp;gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Oct 2006 12:29:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Karaoke</title>
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  <description>This weekend was our friend Wesleys 21st birthday. &lt;br /&gt;It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;We sang karaoke until 4:30 in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;Then woke up at 8. &lt;br /&gt;And went to McDonalds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they messed up our order twice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what wackos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the weather up here is finally cooling down. &lt;br /&gt;With highs of 85. &lt;br /&gt;Lows of 60&apos;s. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s gorgeous. &lt;br /&gt;And it makes me want to come out of my house. &lt;br /&gt;And do things outside. &lt;br /&gt;I love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish it snowed here. &lt;br /&gt;But being so coastal. &lt;br /&gt;And so far south..&lt;br /&gt;that&apos;s rare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;Fall is finally here. &lt;br /&gt;And i&apos;m counting down the days until I get married. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 months to go.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Sep 2006 12:36:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hot Moon</title>
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  <description>Nothing is new. &lt;br /&gt;I have to take 4 tests this week. &lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s too many. &lt;br /&gt;So whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be in my bed. &lt;br /&gt;It sucks that it&apos;s only 8:35 in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;I dont get off until 5. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate working. &lt;br /&gt;But at least I can play on the internet from time to time!&lt;br /&gt;lol. &lt;br /&gt;Okay. &lt;br /&gt;See ya.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 Sep 2006 13:04:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Rubbing Boobs</title>
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  <description>I had a fun weekend. &lt;br /&gt;I went to Adventure Landing&lt;br /&gt;Which is a Boomers on steroids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I raced in go-karts, and got yelled at by two different parents because THEY rammed into ME. &lt;br /&gt;And somehow, because I look like a teenager, it&apos;s my fault they cant drive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well. &lt;br /&gt;If you&apos;re gonna ride go-karts, be prepared to get rammed. &lt;br /&gt;They dont have that steel &quot;Barricade&quot; around the cart for no reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Hooters afterwards (10 of us). &lt;br /&gt;The waitress had a crush on Joe. He&apos;s mine!!&lt;br /&gt;She rubbed her boobs all over his shoulder. &lt;br /&gt;Luckily I didnt see. &lt;br /&gt;Because something wouldve gone down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You DO NOT rub boobs on my fiance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 18 Sep 2006 12:07:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Blow outs</title>
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  <description>So this weekend was quite eventful...for those of you who havent heard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have the worst luck in the world...well, I&apos;m alive so I guess I still have &lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt; good luck, but I&apos;m attributing that to my Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m driving back from Savannah in I95 going about 75 (which was slow for me because I had the feeling that something bad was going to happen).&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re 25 miles away from Brunswick, around Darien...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all of a sudden my car got really silent. &lt;br /&gt;Then the back end sort of lifted off the ground randomely...&lt;br /&gt;Sorta. &lt;br /&gt;But I tapped my breaks because my car felt wierd, &lt;br /&gt;and then I hear the tire. &lt;br /&gt;It had blown out and wrapped around my rim (what was left of the tire) which was the feeling when the back end lifted up off the ground.&lt;br /&gt;And when I pushed my breaks..&lt;br /&gt;I spun out of control. &lt;br /&gt;I was heading south, made one full circle, then slid sideways, and ended up backwards (facing north in the southbound lane) in a dirt ditch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyone was okay, thank the Lord. &lt;br /&gt;We were only 40 feet away from tree&apos;s and a deeper ditch...if I had tapped my breaks only 2 or 3 seconds later, we would have been in the hospital, because we would have flipped over the ditch and hit the tree&apos;s upside down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thank the Lord that we didnt. &lt;br /&gt;We hit the only field/ditch around the area. &lt;br /&gt;We were just in between traffic, so nobody was around us at the time of my spinout. &lt;br /&gt;Even though that day there was heavy traffic. &lt;br /&gt;And we were only a mile away from the second closest exit to our stop. &lt;br /&gt;So Nick and Joe came to the rescue. &lt;br /&gt;But when we got out of the car, two guys came running over. &lt;br /&gt;Screaming. &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Is everyone okay?!?! We saw a car going sideways down the interstate and stopped immediately!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they changed our flat/blown out tire. &lt;br /&gt;Only to find that my donut tire was flat. &lt;br /&gt;So I stopped in Darien at a gas station. &lt;br /&gt;Filled up the donut somewhat. &lt;br /&gt;Only to find that my front tire was flat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we&apos;re all okay. &lt;br /&gt;And my broken civic is now in my driveway. &lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m completely blessed.</description>
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