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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Feb 2007 04:11:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>If there is one thing that I can say I can truly be proud of, is that I am a good friend.  Love you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Feb 2007 03:06:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Falling Deeper</title>
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  <description>If you have someone you can trust with your life, don&apos;t let them go.  Never take them for granted.  Oh, and yeah, let them know that you love them.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 31 Dec 2006 07:02:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Truth is, I&apos;ve never fallen so hard.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Dec 2006 03:52:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>About an hour ago I took an online psychology test.  Apaparently, I have 92% anger.  Hm, I&apos;m guessing that&apos;s not good.  That&apos;s just another thing i have to work on.  This past weekend, SATs..... I seriously thought I had fried my brain.  I don&apos;t think it was hard, just long.  In general, things are going good.  Everything will fall in its rightful place.  I seriously think that sometimes you just have to wait it out.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 Dec 2006 04:06:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;Like oh my god.... is that like.. my brain?&quot;</title>
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  <description>Sometimes you just want to shoot people.  Then again, if there was no bad, you wouldn&apos;t know what good was... right?  Where shall I begin....&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I want to mention about Thanksgiving, were the amazing football games.  On the day of Thanksgiving, I went to the football fields across from the library to play tackle football with some track alumni.  It was interesting to say the least.  The team was red (daisy, diana, casey, christina, b shea, and giovanna) against the blue (me, melvia, melissa darbouze, tania darbouze, k shea, and L-mac).  Needless to say, we lost by 2 touchdowns.  Despite all the drama, it was fun.  They definitely know how to get down and dirty in the mud.  People were slipping everywhere and by the end of the game, the goal was not to get a touchdown, but to get as muddy as possible.  I say we succeeded tremendously.  The day after Thanksgiving, around 30 family members + k shea and nichole, came over for turkey and well... thanksgiving stuff.  When it got dark, we decided to have a football game, girls vs. boys.  Score? 14-12 (each touchdown was a point).  yay girls!  K Shea dominated the game.  I called a few good plays, if I do say so myself.  I don&apos;t think I&apos;ve ever played or enjoyed football this much before.  Man... I wish there was a woman&apos;s league....&lt;br /&gt;Monday after Thanksgiving was the start of Winter Track and my internship at the News Report.  My first assignment was to write about my experiences in powder puff.  It&apos;s going to be in the papers this Thursday!!!!  It&apos;s stupid that I can only go Mondays and Tuesdays for an hour each day.  It&apos;s going to take forever for me to finish my 50 hours.  Boo.... He taught me how to do advertising lay out and gave me my next assignment for the next issue.  Haha, my next job is to interview Keene and write an article about how great he is.  Shoulnd&apos;t be hard seeing as how I have to get quotes from Mitchell.&lt;br /&gt;Winter Track?  Going in a totally different direction than planned.  Mitchell made a speech about how no girls have proven worthy of being captains yet... It definitely bruised a few egos on the team, but I believe it&apos;s some what of a good thing.  It lets people know that it takes action to show commitment, not just your word.  These past 4 days have definitely shown to me who I believe are BSing their way through the sport.  How are you going to make a big deal about wanting to improve and wanting to be the best when you can&apos;t/won&apos;t even finish 1 1/2 laps?  It&apos;s all bull.  Don&apos;t be there for the wrong reasons.  you shouldn&apos;t do track to &quot;stay in shape&quot; or to please somebody else.  You might as well go to Jenny Craig&apos;s.  This all may sound a little harsh, but I&apos;m not dealing with this crap this year.  Either do your best to beat me, or stay the heck out of my way.  Don&apos;t waste my time.&lt;br /&gt;Prospectives on the team?  There are about 15 girls throwing in Indoor Track.  How many do I think belong there? 3 or 4.   The new girls think it&apos;s all a joke.  We pulled medicine balls out for drills, and one of them asks if they&apos;re the shot puts.  Our warm up laps, which have been cut from 2 to 1 1/2, are a complete joke.  As I was running, I passed one of the new girls that wants to throw, and I said (encouragingly) &quot;try not to walk&quot;.  What does she do?  She rolls her eyes at me and says &quot;ugghhh&quot;.  Then, I was scolded by a freshman for calling a &quot;shot put&quot; a &quot;ball&quot;.  She goes, &quot;It&apos;s a SHOT PUT, not a BALL... that&apos;s what Mitchell said.&quot;  To put the icing on the cake, my knee isn&apos;t exactly doing all too well and I&apos;m starting to have back spasms.  Every hour I would get shots of pain through the left side of my back.  This is going to be a long season.  But you know what?  It&apos;s a good thing I don&apos;t care about track... right?&lt;br /&gt;Hm... SATs Saturday morning (7-1?)(nervous as anything...)Krystal&apos;s pop-pop&apos;s surprise party @ 3... Javelin clinic Sunday morning (8-1230)... Dan&apos;s 18th birthday party @ 3... No school monday, but probably track practice 2-430... then my internship from 5-6...</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 21 Nov 2006 02:39:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my new obsession</title>
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  <description>If I Fail: Cartel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;its time to go, this is goodbye&quot;&lt;br /&gt;she said &quot;does it ever get easier to live like this&quot;&lt;br /&gt;and kiss the cheek&lt;br /&gt;well i can&apos;t kiss you anymore&lt;br /&gt;and i, i would honestly love you now&lt;br /&gt;but i would lovingly let you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i have the hardest time resisting you&lt;br /&gt;and oh if you&lt;br /&gt;if you feel the same way then how can we be friends&lt;br /&gt;he&apos;s right you know&lt;br /&gt;we can&apos;t go on like this&lt;br /&gt;and oh i try to give you everything&lt;br /&gt;and if i fail well then i failed&lt;br /&gt;but at least i gave you something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could put my trust in giving up the heart&lt;br /&gt;it makes the difference&lt;br /&gt;and how can you afford to settle down&lt;br /&gt;when i, i would promise to love you now&lt;br /&gt;but i would lovingly let you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i have the hardest time resisting you&lt;br /&gt;and oh if you&lt;br /&gt;if you feel the same way then how can we be friends&lt;br /&gt;he&apos;s right you know, we can&apos;t go on like this&lt;br /&gt;and oh i try to give you everything&lt;br /&gt;and if i fail well then i failed&lt;br /&gt;but at least i gave you something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(it&apos;s better than silence, give me one good reason)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s better than silence&lt;br /&gt;give me one good reason&lt;br /&gt;to leave this in silence&lt;br /&gt;no you don&apos;t have a good reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you feel the same way then how can we be friends&lt;br /&gt;he&apos;s right you know, we can&apos;t go on like this&lt;br /&gt;and oh i try to give you everything&lt;br /&gt;and if i fail well then i failed&lt;br /&gt;but at least i gave you something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s better than silence&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s better than silence</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 21 Nov 2006 02:37:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>GO JUNIORS!</title>
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  <description>The Commerce Bank seminars werent&apos; anything like i expected them to be.  It was a lot of group work, and surprisingly fun.  If Adam wasn&apos;t there, I think I would have cried from boredom.  (but he doesn&apos;t need to know that)  The powder puff practices are so much fun.  I wish I would have gone out for quarter back, cause I love throwing, but being long snapper isn&apos;t too bad either.  I&apos;m already bruised up from playing against my own teammates.  Tomorrow&apos;s the &quot;big game&quot;.  I really don&apos;t know if we&apos;re going to win or not.  I think it could be either way.  But what i DO know, is that our kick return team better freakin catch the ball.  When the ball gets kicked to them, they run around like the sky is falling.  Silly silly girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the JT Jav clinic in Media.  I didnt&apos; realize how out of shape I was.  Well I kinda did when my mom asked me if I had &quot;gained weight&quot;.... but I was definitely out of breath.  It could have been because I was with all guys, but I definitely need to get in better shape.  I can&apos;t wait for practice to startt!!!!  Keene promises to get me to bench 100 by the end of december, and throwing +5 ft in my shot.  If he does, I owe him homebaked oatmeal cookies.  I think I&apos;m going to have more confidence in my throwing this year.  Screw all of them, I&apos;m the Asian Sensation... hahahaha, jk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be such a busy week.  THREEE thanksgiving dinners?! That&apos;s insane!  We&apos;re having an asian dinner on Thursday, a traditional thanksgiving dinner on Friday, and another huge family dinner saturday.  Oh man, I don&apos;t know how I&apos;m supposed to start practice on Monday.  Powder puff game is tomorrow, Eastern away game wednesday, and the track girls are playing tackle football on Thanksgiving morning.  I also start my internship on Monday.  I went to schedule my hours with the guy, Jordan Fenster, who writes for &quot;News Report&quot; and he gave me my first assignment.  I have to write a 500 word article about my experiences with Powder Puff by next Monday.  Then I have to go in Monday and learn how to do lay out and editing after practice.  So basically... school till 215, practice till 430, then interning till 8.  That&apos;s my schedule for every monday and tuesday for the next 10 weeks.  Except tuesdays, I have weight lifting till 530.  I seriously hope I dont&apos; wear myself out.  I tend to do that during marching band season.  oh! and! I didnt&apos; make my Christmas list yet!  darn you!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Nov 2006 03:09:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Things aren&apos;t perfect.  But they&apos;re good.  And I&apos;m okay with that.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Nov 2006 06:21:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Oh! How could i forget.  I also got my hair cut today.  A little shorter than expected/wanted.  Actually, it wasn&apos;t anything I expected at all.  I think it kind of looks like I did it myself, in my sleep.  It&apos;s not bad or anything.  Come to think of it, it&apos;s quite entertaining.  I can&apos;t help but laugh when I look at it.  I have accidental side bangs.  It&apos;s weird how things work out.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Nov 2006 05:24:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Boo Cherokee</title>
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  <description>So TWP lost the first play-off game against Cherokee tonite.  20-28, Interception in the last 3 minutes.  Sucked.  I hate people in the band who sit at the games and wish that Twp loses.  Like seriously, have some school spirit.  You can take a few hours out of your life to go a freaking game.  Whatever.  Uhm, Jay ended up cancelling on me because he had to babysit his sister till 3, and I definitely didn&apos;t feel like waiting.  I ended up going to the mall with Di to try to find a &quot;business attire&quot;.   This creepy white guy with a beard dressed in gangster clothes followed us up the steps saying &quot;hey! pretty girl in the green shirt, can I have your number?&quot;  Diana and I raced up the steps, and then into Aeropostale, to make sure he didn&apos;t follow us that far.  After a few minutes, we came out, and he was outside the store!  We tried not making eye contact, but he kept screaming after us.  He finally came up right next to Di and asked her if she had a boyfriend.  She looked straight ahead, and with out even hesitating answered yes.  Man, quite a funny scene.  &lt;br /&gt;That night, Martha and Jess came over for a waffle party.  Waffles, maple syrup, ice cream, chocolate cake, and fruit snacks.  What could better?  Oh yeah, can&apos;t forget about the chick flicks.  Ray, Rachel, and a few other people came for about 10 mintues. &lt;br /&gt;In the morning, Leigh Ann took me to Friendly&apos;s for breakfast!  Conversations with her are always enjoyable.  I should really start getting things done.  And I have to figure things out.  Something has to change.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 09 Nov 2006 17:53:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Honk! Honk!</title>
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  <description>Let&apos;s back it up to Tuesday.  Tuesday, Karen and I went to St. Joe&apos;s, and after, we decided that after two years of saying we&apos;d actually walk the bridge, we&apos;d finally do it!  There were so many more people than I had expected.  The view was gorgeous, and I always thought that I&apos;d be scared, &apos;cause I&apos;m scared of heights, but it wasn&apos;t scary at all!  The walk way was very wide, and I definitely felt safe.  Well, on the way down, near the entrance of the bridge, these stupid trucks started honking at us.  When I was 13, I always thought it was cute when guys would honk or say something flattering.  Now?  They&apos;re just plain dirty.  I absolutely love Philly, but Philly guys? grosss!  Find someone your own age, dude!  &lt;br /&gt;Anyways!  Last night, Diana, K Shea, and I went to Olive Garden.  We arrived before K Shea, so she ended up waiting outside for 10 minutes, cause she couldnt&apos; find us.  Stupid hostess told us she was gonna tell Kirsten we were in there, ugh... stupid girl.  Anyways, our waiter, George (?) was cute.  Well, not cute cute, but he laughed at our stupid jokes, and was really sweet.  After dinner, they came over for ice cream sundaes.  Oh man, we went crazy.  Caramel, chocolate syrup, whip cream, jimmies, cherries, and probably some other things that I forgot to mention.  They left at 10, and then Leigh Ann came over!  I love seeing her, it always cheers me up when I hang out with her. &lt;br /&gt;Now, I&apos;m just waiting for Jay to pick me up for our lunch date... I wonder where we&apos;re going...</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Nov 2006 20:41:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Changes</title>
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  <description>Wow, so much has changed in three months, it&apos;s absolutely amazing.  Marching band is OFFICIALLY over.  It&apos;s been a good season.  Through the bloodshed, drama, sweat, and tears (okay... very little bloodshed) we all survived it.  It seems as though every year, the season passes by faster.  I&apos;m kinda glad it&apos;s over.  I&apos;m gonna miss seeing everybody, especially Dan and Raul.  They were a big part of the reason I kept going back.&lt;br /&gt;Now that band&apos;s over, it means one thing.  Trackkk!! &quot;captain&apos;s practice&quot; is a joke.  I can&apos;t wait till the real season starts.  I think my main goal is to have no distractions, to forget about petty little fights with the other girls.  I can already feel the division between the throwers, but you know what?  I don&apos;t care about them.  I have so many other things to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;My internship at NewsStar is going to start soon, as long as I get the phone number from Mrs.Chiaro, I can schedule my hours.  They&apos;re actually going to let me write articles!  We have our first business seminar at Commerce University on Wednesday.  For some reason, as I was filling out the NHS resumes, I felt so underaccomplished.  Have I really just wasted away 2 1/2 years??  Goodness, I need to stop over-thinking.  It tends to get me in trouble.  &lt;br /&gt;I visited St. Joseph&apos;s University on Tuesday.  The campus was amazing.  It was so big, and there&apos;s just so much people.  I&apos;m not sure it was what I was looking for though.  I already know my dream college.  But let&apos;s keep that one a secret.  1- I won&apos;t be able to get in with my grades 2- I&apos;d never be able to afford a school like that.  Thanks to Meghan, I&apos;m still pushing for it though.  I met with my guidance counselor, and I basically know my senior schedule.  It&apos;s killer.  She suggested that I take the SATs 5 times, to make sure I get the right scores to get in.  I know where I want to go, and I want it bad enough.  Hopefully, even with everything going against me, I&apos;ll work hard enough to get where I want.  Nothing&apos;s going to stop me.&lt;br /&gt;Future plans for the week?? Tonite, I&apos;m going out to a fancy dinner with the people that I love the most.  They are amazing, and I wouldn&apos;t have survived these past 2 years with out them...  Tomorrow!  Lunch with Mr. Jay!  We haven&apos;t hung out since like... seventh grade.  People grow apart, but it makes things sweeter when you reminisce.  Fridayis the football game at Cherokee.  My band friends always yell at me cause I get so into the game, screaming at the players cause of a fumble 2 mins into the game.  Come on guys!  Anyways... haha... Saturday night at Rachel&apos;s, then Sunday morning at TCNJ open house.  Maybe some homework and SAT study stuff inbetween these plans...</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Aug 2006 14:41:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sneaking out is a No-No</title>
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  <description>After Dan and Krystal left my house last night, around 1130, my sister decides she wants to go to Wal-mart with Kim to find Alex a birthday present.  She asks if I want to go along, just so she doesn&apos;t get in trouble by herself.  Stupidly, I agree.  So we get in the car, and drive to Kim&apos;s house, then to Wal-mart.  We&apos;re there about a 45 mins, when my sister gets a phone call from my dad.  Apparently, sneaking out was a bad idea.  We get home and then, we get yelled out.  It turns out that I forgot to lock my cell phone, and it accidently called my mom&apos;s cell phone, waking them up.  Basically.... I am an idiot.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Aug 2006 03:01:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>mother knows best</title>
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  <description>I love it when friends think they know what&apos;s best for you, and then they take YOUR life into their own hands.  It&apos;s just lovely, isn&apos;t it?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Aug 2006 14:47:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Get off the Road!</title>
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  <description>I just got done my six hours with Mr. Hyatt.  Everybody says he&apos;s mean, but surprisingly, I think I liked him the best.  I still suck at K turns and Parallel parking, but atleast I can turn, right? haha.  I&apos;ve been thinking lately, about all the stupid things I have done this summer, like get lost going to deptford or eat suicide hot wings that I knew I couldn&apos;t handle.  I think the worst thing I&apos;ve done so far is lie to myself.  I keep doing it over and over again, it&apos;d probably be a good idea to stop.  &lt;br /&gt;On a good note, I got accepted for the internship!!!  I just got the letter yesterday in the mail.  Now, I get to worry about tons of work this school year.  Let&apos;s see... 8 full classes, band/track, 20 hrs of seminars and 50 hrs of internship?  Oh man, I&apos;m excited. ...I think.  Yay for band tonite! pfft. I seriously think that people go to band because they were secretly chosen by an elite group of intelligence to be in this crazy freakish experiment.  Ah well, atleast I get to drive myself there tonite!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Jul 2006 06:19:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>yea...</title>
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  <description>I can&apos;t believe that I&apos;ll be starting my junior year in about a month and a half.  I feel so young around my friends and family, yet at the same time, I feel like I&apos;m growing up too fast.  I don&apos;t know.  I hate these trivial things.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I love the way you make me feel... but I hate that you&apos;re never there to make me feel that way</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Jun 2006 00:58:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Transvestites</title>
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  <description>Funniest Converstion EVER:&lt;br /&gt;MANdato 123: be careful of the transvestites in thailand&lt;br /&gt;MANdato 123: hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;trulyy0urszxo: omg what do you mean&lt;br /&gt;MANdato 123: guys.. that had surgeries... and are now girls?&lt;br /&gt;trulyy0urszxo: like theres alot of them there?&lt;br /&gt;MANdato 123: like.. every other person&lt;br /&gt;trulyy0urszxo: NUUH&lt;br /&gt;trulyy0urszxo: how do you know that&lt;br /&gt;MANdato 123: because i saw pictures from when my cousin went there&lt;br /&gt;trulyy0urszxo: oh wow&lt;br /&gt;trulyy0urszxo: are they perverted&lt;br /&gt;MANdato 123: idk&lt;br /&gt;MANdato 123: but you have to pay to take pictures with them&lt;br /&gt;trulyy0urszxo: oh are you ure htere not like for tourist pple&lt;br /&gt;MANdato 123: no, i&apos;m sure&lt;br /&gt;MANdato 123: haha</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Dec 2005 19:16:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Would u like a wonton?</title>
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  <description>So! last nite was my first catering job in a full fleged uniform with name tags and everything.  Was it fun? ha! no! was it worth it? I guess you could say that.  It was a party in an old couple&apos;s house with a bunch of old people.  We made a lot of food and junk... but the people mostly drank wine and stuff.  I had to run up and down the stairs bringing coats and my sister hid in the basement putting food in the oven to keep it hot.  We got to the house around 6 to set up and the party started at 8.  People didn&apos;t actually start coming till nine.  By 10 the house was crowded.  Apparently there were 150 guests invited.  Some lady asked me how old I was and was like &quot;wow! I would have thought u were a lot older.  You&apos;re very mature for you age.&quot;  Thanks lady, but I&apos;m trying to be a kid as long as possible.  The party felt xtra long, and people were smoking.  Not exactly my cup of tea.  Around 1230, we cleaned up and left.  The old couple gave us some desserts before we left.  We left around 120 and got home about... 3?  We&apos;re baking cookies and such today, and I have to pack still. SO.. see u all tomorrow at 9!!!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 03 Dec 2005 05:10:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my sweet 12 pack and tanned model-like legs</title>
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  <description>So this week has been the hardest week yet (phyiscally that is).  Monday through wednesday were the 3 dreadful days known as &quot;Initiation&quot;.  Those days consisted of running the perimeter, many many laps, running the bleachers (which I am deathly scared of), running up the steps of the bleachers and walking down the part u sit on, running suicides, many many many pliometrics, jumping drills, indian runs, and to sum it all up, just hard work.  Those of you who know me know that I am lazy, slow, and I hate running.  Why do I put up with it u may ask?  Not only for the satisfaction of knowing that I can do anything I put my mind to or the fact that I am  strong person, mentally &amp; physically, than I was 3 days ago, but the sweet rewards of being in shape.  Oh yes, having 12 pack abs and nice muscular, yet feminem, legs has its definite sweet rewards.  : ) ! haha, who am I kidding? no way in this life-time will i have a 12 pack... well maybe a 12 pack of soda cans.  ah well, atleast I can run a lil longer. I figured out that i have more endurance than speed.  I guess u can say I&apos;m the tortus, not the hare.  I have been ultra sore all week from running so much and exercising.  With the COW play and everything, i feel kind of overwhelmed, but I made a commitment and plan to stick to it.  Plus, I&apos;m a big advocator for tolerance of different cultures, difference in sexuality, and bullying.  These issues are really important to me and I think people should be more aware of it.  Okay.. so anyways.. my mom finally called my doctor and he prescribed some pills.. Apparently, I had an infection of some kind.  The pills were freaking $50! After the insurance paid for it.  It should have been more than $100.  So plus the fact that they&apos;re expensive, they&apos;re excessively huge.  Like, have u ever seen the tylenol 8 hr kind? well they&apos;re bigger.  and I have to take 2 pills... twice each.  That&apos;s what I get for not dressing warm..</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2005 02:19:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Turkey Break</title>
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  <description>Okay, so I&apos;ve been sick for the past 3 weeks with all different sorts of stuff and I refuse to go to the doctors because they suck.  Tomorrow, I have a play dress rehearsal, track practice, and band practice.  Shoot me.  On turkey day this week, I met some cousins that I haven&apos;t seen since i was a baby.  They&apos;re actually nice.  I was surprised, haha.  we had over 20 people in our house.  Then the day after, everybody decided to come over again for some more food.  It was crazy.  This break was way too short.  So track is starting tomorrow.  I&apos;m not very excited for some reason.  OH yea, maybe its cause I&apos;m wayyy outta shape and run really really slow compared to even the rest of the throwers.  Plus the fact that being sick makes me run half the speed I used to.  So now I am at the speed of old turtles.  I had a lot to say.  But I can&apos;t remember it all or I can&apos;t bring myself up to say it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Oct 2005 21:44:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Changes</title>
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  <description>Okay, so I haven&apos;t updated in a while.. but recently I guess I&apos;ve just been thinking about everything that has ever happened.  I am truly amazed by the huge changes between relationships.  I don&apos;t mean only boyfriend/girlfriend.  I&apos;m actually talking about friendships and enemies and just.. everything.  A friend that I haven&apos;t actually talked to in 3 yrs, even though he lives down the block, came over on Thursday(?).  I realized how much I missed talking to him.  so back in middle school, me, jacqui, and jay were inseperable.  We lived in the same development and would hang out everyday.  Then, in my 8th grade yr, jay went to highschool and never had time for us anymore.  In the summer of my 8th grade year, jacqui and I had a falling out and from there everything changed.  I never saw them anymore, and their personalities changed.  Jacqui is now a punkish type girl who wears black and only black.  Jay is just involved with idk... his own thing.  And lately I&apos;ve had time for band.. and more band.  oh, then track.  I was surprised by how far we have grown from each other.  I miss how we used to be.  Things will never be the same, but I guess we were just &quot;destined&quot; to be where we are now.  I think with everything that has been going on, I realized who my friends really are.  The ones who will stick by me and the ones that for some reason, you will never be as close to them as other people.  There&apos;s also any enemy that I have grown really close to.  Well I wouldnt&apos; say enemy, but we definetly hated each other.  We&apos;re growing closer now.  Some people might be like &quot;oh, well she&apos;s just sucking up to them&quot;...sry I dont&apos; do that for anybody.  I might be nice to you but i never butt kiss.  (idk if this story makes any sense but i just need to vent)  People have just been very aggravating lately.  I dont&apos; know what to do anymore.  I thought this was a senior yr thing? How people grow apart, and they finally realize who their real friends are?  Guess not... because u people suck.    Seems like the whole falling out thing is happening again.  There&apos;s one person I can always count on no matter what happens.  Just wanted to say thanks.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Oct 2005 03:22:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Disaster</title>
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  <description>Okay, so second chemistry lab of the year.. let&apos;s see what happened..&lt;br /&gt;In our group of 4, which includes the incredible Vicky Byrd, after about 10 minutes, one of the girls in my group sniffed the sulfur.  Like, actually sniffed.  She ended up with yellow powder all over her nose.  Then, before we started messing with the chemicals, the only guy in our group, broke a test tube when cleaning it because he squeezed it too hard or something.  Then! about 40 minutes later, we were evaporating salt water, and apparently the girl held the crucible tongs wrong and dropped the hot evaporating dish... into the sink.. where it broke.. And Napolsky had no extra ones.. so.. yea.. haha.  My group is a mess.  Vicky and I sit there and sneak Goldfish into our mouths because its the only thing keeping us sane in that class.  oh! and another AA meeting today.. 24 official members.  We got these hawtt cards that say &quot;Officially Asian&quot; wow.. I have never felt so Azn in my entire life.  Well maybe when I was an azn girl for halloween when I was 10.  Easiest costume ever! haha.. We got the ball rolling for the spirit parade... it looks like it&apos;s gonna be really awesome.. Especially! with aldrin and danielle in there! woot woot! haha.. I&apos;m a loser.. wait.. lemme correct that.. I&apos;m asian! haha.. yea...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 02 Oct 2005 04:32:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Villanova</title>
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  <description>So we had our second competition yesterday... 78 point something.. Third place out of 3...idk.. had a really crappy day.  People are hypocrits and idiots, and they piss me off.. haha, and to top off the bad day, I can&apos;t find my cell phone.  I left it in the band room or something, and I can&apos;t see to find it.  It really sucks, cause my mom was freaking out asking me if I needed to cancel it.  I&apos;ll see if I can find it Monday.  But I&apos;m not going to waste anymore time fussing over people that aren&apos;t worth my time.  They suck, and if they haven&apos;t figured it out by now, then they&apos;re stupid.  I&apos;m actually proud of myself, that I&apos;m learning to distance myself from people that aren&apos;t &quot;good&quot; instead of starting drama or whatever.  Hope tomorrow&apos;ll be a better day...</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2005 23:47:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>update</title>
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  <description>haven&apos;t been here in a while.. let&apos;s see..&lt;br /&gt;Band Camp &apos;05- sucked french butt crack (haha Gross).. this year it was completely horrible.  Yes, we got A LOT done with the show and such, but I dont&apos; know, it was beyond exhausting.  I was still trying to recover about a week after... ah well, its over.  On to new and wonderful things.  School started and my classes are actually good so far.  Well most of them.  I think my chemistry teacher is a nutcase, but misunderstood.  It&apos;ll take a lot of work to get a good grade in his class.  Oh! and marketing! don&apos;t even get me started.  That class is such a joke! bunch of ho bags and football players... how many in my class? more than 4? ugh.. all tests are open notes and this kid got a 32! oh man, then my teacher asked me yesterday if i was a senior.  Just one of those classes you can sleep through and still get an A.  oh! today we had our FIRST asian awareness meeting.  and to my knowledge, next year there&apos;s going to be an Asian Cultural Studies elective.  All this planning and stuff has gotten me very excited.  So back to band- practice still sucks and the whole passing off stuff is hard because they shove everything together.  We have 1 song passed off (and I think that&apos;s all we&apos;re gonna get).  Okay, so boys?  I barely have time to breathe let alone think about boys.  But then again, I always find time.  haha! I&apos;m so bad..  I should be concentrating on chemicals, sig. figs, marketing plans, ect.  Instead, I live in my thoughts.  Its good that I&apos;m so busy with band and homework that I dont&apos; have time to make stupid mistakes anymore.  Well big mistakes anyways.  I think, subconciously, that I&apos;m learning to finally accept everything for what they are, especially people.  People will never change no matter how much you want them to, or try and make them... They are who they are, and the only thing you can do is move on.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 23 Aug 2005 03:09:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>fly ingmonkey61: girl, how many times do you gotta be told?&lt;br /&gt;fly ingmonkey61: guys suck&lt;br /&gt;^ haha I never thought I&apos;d hear a guy say that</description>
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