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    <title>Just want to get my life started</title>
    <published>2009-11-10T00:50:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-10T00:50:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I&amp;nbsp;want to be done with highschool already. I want to go far away from Washington and see new faces and new things. I&amp;nbsp;want to have my own place, with my own silverware, with my own bedsheets, with my own couch, on my own time. I&amp;nbsp;want that chapter of my life to start already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wonder how people can stay in the same place for long periods of time. Sometimes I'm completely stumped as to why people would choose to see the same things all the time. I&amp;nbsp;think it's just my personality. I can never understand how anyone chooses to 'settle down'.  I think it's kind of a phobia. Like, I&amp;nbsp;would hate to stay here knowing there is so much to see and to just be stuck in one place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah! 6 months til graduation. &lt;br /&gt;Agh! 5 months til sasquatch.&lt;br /&gt;Yee! 4 months til im 18.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nkkdff:27075</id>
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    <title>HAHAHA</title>
    <published>2009-11-07T07:07:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-07T07:07:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">GIVE&amp;nbsp;ME&amp;nbsp;YOUR&amp;nbsp;BOOBS</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nkkdff:26667</id>
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    <title>weird emotions</title>
    <published>2009-11-04T22:32:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-04T22:32:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">just very weird emotions. good weird emotions. hard to explain. &lt;br /&gt;i'm very upset at the fact that i can't find a damn job, i can't find my damn glasses, and i don't have any damn money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time, i love my life. i love life in general. thinking about the future makes me extremely happy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;:&amp;nbsp;)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nkkdff:26591</id>
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    <title>GOOOAAD</title>
    <published>2009-10-29T05:13:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-29T05:13:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Theres a girl who pisses the shit of me so much. I've never met anyone so fucking rude. She is so purposely rude and I&amp;nbsp;have no idea. She just oozes bitch. GOd, shes in all of my classes and in my lunch. There's no way of escaping the little fucker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nkkdff:26103</id>
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    <title>thoughts</title>
    <published>2009-10-21T04:39:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-21T04:39:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1.I hope I&amp;nbsp;get this job,&amp;nbsp; the people seem so awesome. I&amp;nbsp;want to just love them! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;2.I hate my procrastination. I'm doing it right now.&lt;br /&gt;3.2 jobs? No life? &lt;br /&gt;4.I&amp;nbsp;want to be closer to Bremerton. I&amp;nbsp;really do miss you all.&lt;br /&gt;5.I&amp;nbsp;need a girl. A cute girl.&lt;br /&gt;6.Give me two weeks, and I'll catch your attention.&lt;br /&gt;7.Nadine is my date to my prom! Columbia Tower here we come!&lt;br /&gt;8.Some guy was flirting with me on the ferry a couple days ago, asked for my number and a date. No reply. ha.&lt;br /&gt;9.It's been a month I&amp;nbsp;haven't spoke with my dad. Whadda fucking jerk.&lt;br /&gt;10.Why so much animosity? Appreciate, don't hate. You never know what you have until you lose it. Please realize that.&lt;br /&gt;11. Heather and Hannah and Lisa and Nadine, I&amp;nbsp;miss them. They're such sweethearts. Hannah I love you!&lt;br /&gt;12.Can't wait until November and December.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;13. Hot chocolaat!&lt;br /&gt;14.Who wants to spend a chill day in Seattle with me? Sarah?&lt;br /&gt;15. TIRED&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is she SO insanely cute.</content>
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    <title>nkkdff @ 2009-10-07T20:09:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-08T01:10:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-08T01:10:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckmefuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck</content>
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    <title>BROOKEKATPHOEBEORANYONEELSE</title>
    <published>2009-10-05T03:07:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-05T03:07:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;found out that Where the Wild Things Are is playing at Pacific Place, the SAME place where me, phoebe, brooke, katie(I&amp;nbsp;think), rachel and alaina watched Across the Universe. I&amp;nbsp;was thinking, if any of you are reading this, if you wanted to go watch there? spend the evening in seattle and then eventually make our way to the movies? I&amp;nbsp;think it'd be loaads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>nkkdff @ 2009-09-19T15:15:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-19T20:44:27Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-19T20:44:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">looking forward to the next 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;school is eh. we've been in the newspaper and in the news a lot. our new school is pretty much kick ass. it's the most environmentally safe school in the state, yeaa nigga. my classes are okay, people are okay. eye candy is fantastic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to bremerton next weekend. i'm excited but for some reason i feel like this visit will be different, i don't know why. it's kind of a bad different, kind of feeling. idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to move to beacon hill already. lynnwood is still sucking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaa</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nkkdff:24705</id>
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    <title>don't think i notice?</title>
    <published>2009-09-11T04:39:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-11T04:39:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">that you look at me 24/7, and purposely project your voice so i could possibly listen in into your conversation. i know. i've been there before. nothin' new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACT: they are 3 really cute people i think are terribly cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACT: I&amp;nbsp;hate how i'm selectively shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACT2: BEARS&amp;nbsp;BEETS&amp;nbsp;BATTLESTAR&amp;nbsp;GALACTICA</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nkkdff:24517</id>
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    <title>Oh, you're welcome</title>
    <published>2009-09-05T17:44:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-05T17:44:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You're welcome for the job I&amp;nbsp;gave you, that gave you 500 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome for letting you stay somewhere for a week while earning the 500 dollars. &lt;br /&gt;You're welcome for the free food for a week.&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome for the free rides to and fro to Seattle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's insane how people are so unappreciative these days. Or how they don't show how much they are. &lt;br /&gt;Or how there isn't no consideration to whats been going in my life lately, and to understand that I&amp;nbsp;have no time or money to cater to anyone on the dot.&lt;br /&gt;Never again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make matters worse, when I&amp;nbsp;pulled in to the house I&amp;nbsp;was babysitting at last night, I&amp;nbsp;broke off my side mirror.&lt;br /&gt;To make matters even more worse, when I&amp;nbsp;taped it on to keep it attached, the window couldn't close all the way, which means when it rained like hell this morning, it made a hell of a mess in my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML- For the time being</content>
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    <title>don't like my schedule,</title>
    <published>2009-08-28T19:38:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-28T19:38:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">but hey, it'll only be like 4 months til I switch to another school.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck you lynnnwoood!</content>
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    <title>FUCK</title>
    <published>2009-08-16T05:19:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-16T05:19:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why does it cost so damn much for a fucking funeral. I don't mean to be selfish, but my whole summer fucking earning is going straight to a damn funeral. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT&amp;nbsp;THE&amp;nbsp;FUCKKK</content>
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    <title>yek</title>
    <published>2009-08-11T00:31:27Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-11T00:31:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I need a good movie.</content>
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    <title>nkkdff @ 2009-07-20T23:24:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-21T04:45:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-21T04:45:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I&amp;nbsp;roared, and I&amp;nbsp;rampaged and I got bloody satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;Bill Kill Fucking Love I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week has blown me off my feet. For one, I didn't get charged with attempted murder(Thank God). I&amp;nbsp;still have my job. I've been thinking a lot about what might happen in the future and with my kind of situation, I've decided I&amp;nbsp;might as well just suck&amp;nbsp;it up, not complain and go forward with a positive attitude. I&amp;nbsp;can't do anything about moving, it could be way worse so I&amp;nbsp;might as well just not fight it. Yeah, it sucks but what can I do. It's mad bullshit and it's unfair, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I have Kill Bill.</content>
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    <title>nkkdff @ 2009-07-13T03:00:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-13T08:04:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-13T08:04:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i can't wait to see what'll happen in the next month. i want to come back home. i would seriously consider emancipating myself it I moved to federal way. i fucking hate moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i do love&amp;nbsp; having a plate of really good chicken adobo hot and ready for me + a glass of ice water. + frightened rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>ready for the rocky road ahead</title>
    <published>2009-07-07T03:34:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-07T03:34:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">reality smacked me right in the face today. i still don't know how to feel or what to say about anything thats going on.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where we're gonna be living within the next couple weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There still might be a possibility of coming back to Bremerton.&lt;br /&gt;There still might be a possibility of staying in Lynnwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be on the internet in the next couple of weeks. &lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;don't know whats going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;fucking hate everything thats happening.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Kcuf</content>
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    <title>nkkdff @ 2009-06-29T14:22:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-29T19:49:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-29T19:49:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is up with all these people dying?! Michael Jackson, Farrah Fosset, and Billy May!! &lt;br /&gt;What the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this past weekend has been so off. Friday, I&amp;nbsp;met someone that is really different. Okay, so this person is really weird, open and weird but strangely enough, I find myself attracted to becoming closer. After 2 hours of meeting or new cook, we were joking around like we knew each other for a while. It was crazy. He knows more about me than a lot of the people I've been working with(which i've known for over a year).&amp;nbsp; I even told him that. I don't know though, sometimes it's kind of creepy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I saw someone I've been waiting to see for the longest time. It was a quick visit, but I&amp;nbsp;guess it was long enough for me to feel 'violated'. Not necessarily a bad thing. haha.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;hate not being able to see her when I&amp;nbsp;want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this fourth of july I'll be enjoying my holiday working. To be completely honest I&amp;nbsp;have no problem with that. I'd rather be working with jolly people, having free good food, at a lovely location(Lake Union),&amp;nbsp;and getting paid. &lt;br /&gt;If I&amp;nbsp;work this whole week my pay check will be in close contact to about $700. a couple days ago I reached a 15 hour shift. Fucking crazy. I hate that I know I'm going to spend it. I just want to keep it forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm excited to graduate. I just wanna be done with school so I can leave.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Only 12 more months.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>My past few days have consisted of</title>
    <published>2009-06-24T17:43:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-24T17:43:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;WORK. errands. holding my tongue. the namesake. WORK.demetri martin. awkward situations. hackysack. video games. WORK. finding an apartment. ditching. longboarding, too much. WORK. hiding. being mean. the devil's playground. WORK. fightclub.procrastinating. cruisin'. arguing. worrying.playing my geetar. kickin ass on rockband. led zeppelin. intervention. WORK.&amp;nbsp; cute girl at blockbuster.thoughts of working at blockbuster. thoughts of going to blockbuster everyday... haha jk.&amp;nbsp;thoughts of working at safeway.&amp;nbsp; Thoughts, work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a look into my day to day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;respond with yours?&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writers block question</title>
    <published>2009-06-17T20:09:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-17T20:09:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;quot;have you ever considered converting to a different religion?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-when I&amp;nbsp;was studying islam and it's history, i was actually considering it.&amp;nbsp;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to have a kissing guitar.</content>
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    <title>absence makes the heart grow fonder,</title>
    <published>2009-06-14T07:22:27Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-14T07:22:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well only in this case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not&lt;br /&gt;seeing&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;br /&gt;is &lt;br /&gt;killing &lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hypothetically speaking.</content>
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    <title>on record</title>
    <published>2009-06-04T04:53:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-04T04:54:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">for the first time in my life, im failing a class. joy.&lt;br /&gt;courtesy of mr chinn's class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's nobody's fault but mine.</content>
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    <title>yea</title>
    <published>2009-06-02T04:40:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-02T04:40:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">just watched the reader. kate winslet was so good. and hot. haha. there were way too many boobies in that movie for me to handle. i think im gonna rent her other movie with leonardo dicaprio. i dont think it'll be as good as the reader,though. also tryin' to find the lemon tree. it's way to expensive to order on demand so im gonna hunt for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movies keep me good company on weekdays,yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;br /&gt;really &lt;br /&gt;want &lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;buy&lt;br /&gt;sims &lt;br /&gt;3</content>
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    <title>nkkdff @ 2009-05-29T13:36:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-29T18:39:19Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;12 more months and i'm off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>nkkdff @ 2009-05-29T00:25:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-29T05:37:00Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;It's a good thing I&amp;nbsp;didn't do anything Monday. I&amp;nbsp;thought it was&amp;nbsp;only dehydration. but apparently it was also the flu. it fuckin sucks. i got an insane temperature. i've been sleeping/ taking some anti flu pills that has lead 3 days of me feeling out of it. today i accidently took one of the pills too early and&amp;nbsp;with an empty stomach so&amp;nbsp;for a couple hours i was twitching and staring nonexistently.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[][][][][][][][][][][]&lt;br /&gt;()()()()()()()()()()()()()()&lt;br /&gt;!i!i!i!ii!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;who wants to buy me a&amp;nbsp;guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>i have no clue why im up so early.</title>
    <published>2009-05-22T15:04:25Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Maybe because im excited to freakin' see kings of leon! whoo! Even though thats not today, just thinking about it makes me happy. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was really nice. School seems to become more and more comfortable. We had the moving up assembly, which is a ceremony for the leaving seniors and the upcoming seniors. The seniors of 09 get the chance to leave the gym for the last time, and then we, the seniors of '10 get to run(yes, run)&amp;nbsp;off our side of the gym to the senior spot and we started to chant &amp;quot;senioorrrrs&amp;quot;. It was insane knowing that we're all seniors. It's crazy to think about how little time it took to get from being a freshman to a senior. I'm not really complaining though. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is&amp;nbsp;a really creepy guy at my school, and he always seems to find me and tap on my shoulder.&amp;nbsp; Maybe he just wants to be friendly? I&amp;nbsp;dunno. It's super creepy though. Like, all he does after he taps my shoulder is he looks at me, say s a buttload of words at the same time,laughs, and says &amp;quot;see ya&amp;quot;. It would be kind of funny if it didn't happen over 5 times. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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