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<title>Soaked</title>
<description>   Today I had the whole house to myself without my brother. So it was all peace and quiet. But when my mom and I went to go pick my brother up from his friends house is when things start to go crazy again. As soon as we got home I stepped out of the car and I stepped on the water hose and it sprayed me with water. I didn&#039;t know what it was until my pants were soaked. Then I started to scream. Lol. It was hilarious. Sometimes I feel so stupid.    
   My dog is starting to act weird. He acts like he feels sick or something. I hope he doesn&#039;t die.&amp;nbsp; I would cry if he died. Because I can tell him all my secrets and he won&#039;t tell anyone. He is my little buddy. Oh well. I have to go work on a stupid math project. Grrrr.   </description>
<pubDate>Mon, 10 Oct 2005 01:36:15 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>This is so0o0o NOT fair!</title>
<description>  I have to change schools. Yes. I have to change schools. My mom got a different job so now I have to change back to Seneca schools. What about my friends that I have made? What about the special courses I&#039;m taking? What about my boyfriend? All because she got this job I have to leave everything behind. But on the plus side... when you transfer to another school in the middle of the year you are almost always popular. So that is sort of a good thing. But I don&#039;t want to leave my school now. I am at the top of my class... or almost at the top. I have adjusted to middle school and all I want to do is finish this 8th grade year. Maybe she will let me finish this year. Then I can go to High School in Seneca. I don&#039;t know what to do. I want one thing and then I want another. I&#039;m torn into peices....  </description>
<pubDate>Mon, 03 Oct 2005 23:30:39 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Spaced Out</title>
<description>  Hey.    Hey.     What&#039;s up?      Nothing. You?      Nothing much here.    Do you know how bored I am?    Bored enough to talk to yourself?    How did you know?!    I don&#039;t know. Just a guess. I do it sometimes myself.    
     Ok. Now truthfully admit whether you do this yourself. Do you talk to yourself when you are bored? Do you stare into oblivion and daydream? Do you talk to yourself in the mirror? Do you sing in the shower? Do you do stupid things for no apparent reason? Do you say stupid things around your friends? Do you have a stupid saying that goes like this&amp;nbsp;&quot;It was a you-had-to-be-there-moment.&quot; whenever you say something that was supposed to be funny but no one laughs? If you do then you are really weird.&amp;nbsp;     
          Not really. Because if that were true then I would be really werid and I&#039;m not. *looks around*    Well I admit that I do all of this.&amp;nbsp; I mean, your not normal if you don&#039;t do this. I mean everyone has to talk to themselves when they are bored. Who doesn&#039;t?...</description>
<pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2005 00:22:19 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Awww Foot!</title>
<description>   Ok so today I was being an airhead and while I was eating my brownie (I have to have an after-school snack!) I was skipping down the hall going back to my room. So when I was half-way to my room I jump up and I fall down on my foot and land on my pinky-toe then the rest of my foot hits the ground like in a wave thing. If you dont understand me dont worry. Well anyway so when I landed my pinky-toe got crushed. So now it is all swollen and red. So I dragged myself back to my room where my mom was on the computer. So she asks &quot;what happened?&quot; I explain of course. Then I stand back up to walk out of the room but instead of standing up my pinky-toe cracked or popped or something and I fell down again. I personally think that I need to go get a pinky-toe cast and some crutches but my mom says that if I have to go to the hospital she will be ticked so I&#039;m not going to keep asking to go. She says she will be ticked because of my stupidity that actually led up to that. So thats what happened today. Not much. I...</description>
<pubDate>Mon, 26 Sep 2005 23:59:59 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>What Are Friends For?</title>
<description>   Today was picture day. I was all nervous but I think that the picture will turn out alright. The whole day was going smoothly until lunch. When my good friends Chase starts to call me names. Names that aren&#039;t very funny. Girls have sensitive feelings and our feelings can be hurt very easily. So Chase always jokes around with me but today I was already a little ticked at him because the day before he was throwing rice at me (during lunch) because I wouldn&#039;t give him my bread roll. So when Chase started to joke around today he started to call me a lesbian. I didn&#039;t take any offense by it because I&#039;m not lesbian and this is just him. But then he starts to carry it too far. He starts to call me a whore. And I haven&#039;t even kissed anybody before. So now I&#039;m like o0o0ok Chase. Whatever. But he keeps carrying it on. So now he&#039;s calling me a whore, slut and a hoe. So I&#039;m starting to get really upset now. (I have sensitive feelings) Then my other friend Jared pipes up and joins in and goes &quot;How much?&quot; Now I am on...</description>
<pubDate>Thu, 22 Sep 2005 23:02:13 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>I Hate Picture Day</title>
<description>  I hate picture days and tomorrow I have to get my picture taken for the yearbook. Its always awful. My picture that is. Either my smile is crooked, my hair is messed up, my hair is in my face, or I just look evil when I smile.&amp;nbsp; So I&#039;m all nervous and stuff.&amp;nbsp; My best school picture was in 4th grade and I didn&#039;t even smile. My eyes had bags under them and I was frowning. But I looked serious and stuff.&amp;nbsp; Okay. I&#039;ve got to go figure out what I&#039;m going to wear. OMG!!! I hate having to have my stupid picture taken!!! Oh the stress!!! LoL.   </description>
<pubDate>Thu, 22 Sep 2005 00:45:21 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>SORRY! I&#039;m sorry.</title>
<description>   I&#039;m so sorry I haven&#039;t been writing lately. I&#039;ve been caught up in lots of school work. Well last night I watched the Clemson vs. Miami game and Clemson didn&#039;t win!!! *cries* They went into overtime and then Miami won. I had to babysit 5 kids that night too. They were so nice and cute. And I loved their house!! It was very nice. One of the kids got sick but I think that he turned out ok. I felt so bad for him. Today I went swimming down at the lake. My dad turned out canoe over with my mom in it. It was funny. I have to recite a poem called &quot;Annabel Lee&quot; by Edgar Allan Poe for english. It&#039;s sort of easy to remember but not really. I have to correct lots of tests and I have to do a sketchbook assignment. That&#039;s alot of schoolwork!!!  I want to go see a movie with my friends this weekend. I don&#039;t know what I want to go see though. Either &quot;The Exorscist&quot;, &quot;Cry Wolf&quot;, or something else. I also want to have the whole gang come over and swim at my house before it gets to cold. Because I haven&#039;t had them all...</description>
<pubDate>Mon, 19 Sep 2005 00:06:40 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>My Future</title>
<description>   School is tomorrow. Noooo! I don&#039;t really want to go. I do... and I don&#039;t. I want to see&amp;nbsp;my friends... but I don&#039;t want to do all of my school work. But I have to go to school to learn stuff so that I can get into college so that I can have a good career. You know what I&#039;m gonna be when I grow up? Either, a) Lawyer (money, money, money) b) architecht desighner (why do you think I&#039;m in advanced art?) c) interior desighner d) lanscape designer. First I&#039;m going to finish college by the age 22. Then I&#039;m going to get married, no I don&#039;t know to who. Then I&#039;m going to live in a very large house with a maid, and a cook. But I will treat them very nicely, like they were a part of the family. I will have 2 kids. A boy and a girl. I don&#039;t want them to fight like I and my brother do though. My brother and I almost hate each other. I know hate is a strong word and you aren&#039;t supossed to hate anyone, but we almost do! We fight over the stupidest of things. Like I&#039;ll tell him to be quieter, or to stop humming...</description>
<pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2005 02:43:07 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Smoking</title>
<description>  
      I was wondring when I found this picture, how many people do I know, smoke? Then I figured almost most of my family. I don&#039;t see why people do smoke. It&#039;s just stupid. But I have come up with a list of reasons why not to smoke and a list of reasons why people  do  smoke.    
    5&amp;nbsp;Reasons Why People Smoke    
    1) They think its popular, (jumpin&#039; on the bandwagon)       2) Calms them        3) They are addicted and can&#039;t quit       4) Peer pressure      5)  Makes people feel more secure    
    10 Reasons Why They Should Quit    
    1) It&#039;ll kill you       2) Makes you smell bad       3) Your teeth will turn yellow       4) Your face will look older and uglier       5) It&#039;s stupid       6) Increases your heart rate       7) Makes it harder to breathe       8) Causes cancer       9) Makes your clothes smell bad       10) Once again, it&#039;ll  kill   you     
    Oh well! Have a happy, miserable life you smokers! Lets see how long you last before you are buried!!! Ok. I&#039;m sorry. Didn&#039;t...</description>
<pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2005 02:15:07 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Ladeeda...</title>
<description>    I feel so0o0o much better today! Its the weekend and I am FREE of school work! Ok. I just recently took a shower and as I was getting out I saw a brown small thing in the bath tub. So I went to investigate. It was what looked like a cockroach. So I called my mom into the bathroom and showed her and she started laughing. I was dumbstruck. There was, right in front of us a cockroach and she was sitting there laughing! So I leaned into the tub and poked the roach. It didn&#039;t move. Then I remembered that last night my brother had a bubble bath and he brought his plastic, fake, toy roach. I had really thought that that thing was real. I couldn&#039;t believe I had really thought that. I felt so stupid.    Today I am going to spend some time outside. I want to go swimming. Or go to the movies. Oh my Gosh!!! Yesterday my brother found a praying mantis. I HATE those things. Like, a few years ago, I saw one for the first time in the backyard. It was hanging on to the side of the house. I thought that it was dead or...</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 10 Sep 2005 17:40:11 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>So depressed...</title>
<description>   Sorry I haven&#039;t been writing lately but I had lots of homework bogging me down. But today I&#039;m depressed. I don&#039;t know why but I&#039;m upset about something but I haven&#039;t a clue of what it could be. I guess it started sometime around lunch time. Wait, no. It was during PLTW (a class I take) when Sean started being really mean to me. (Sean is supposedly my friend.) He wanted to help me with this project but I knew how to do it perfectly fine. I didn&#039;t need his help. But he insisted. So I tried to tell him I didn&#039;t need his help. He didn&#039;t listen. So in the mean time while I&#039;m sitting there watching him screw my project up I&#039;m getting really mad. Then I finnally say to him that he has messed it up and pointed out where. Then he turns to me and  YELLS  &quot;FINE THEN! DO IT YOURSELF!!!&quot; I was sitting there thinking, I&#039;ve been asking to for 30 minutes. Duh! So then I was all upset cause someone yelled at me. I hate it when people yell at me. It makes me feel so small and stupid and like a piece of crap. So then when...</description>
<pubDate>Fri, 09 Sep 2005 22:58:33 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>OMG!</title>
<description>   OMG!!! Ok. So last year sometime during the school year, I passed out. I just woke up one day, felt nausious, but took my shower anyway. While I was in the shower, I started to feel even more sick. Then I started feeling really dizzy. Then 5 minutes later my mom woke me up and half of my body was hanging out of the shower. I had passed out. My mom had walked into the bathroom when I had fallen and she thought that maybe I was just in a grumpy mood or something. But when I pushed the shower door open I guess she finally realized that something was wrong. After I had come to, I had a headache and I felt like I was going to throw up. So I had to sit down and rest and then I went to school. ( Can you believe that?! I just passed out and she is sending me to school!!! )  After school was over I went to the doctor. He drew some blood. (Which was torture for me!!!! I hate needles.) Ran some tests, then said that I passed out because my body temperature was cold and when I got in the shower the water was warmer...</description>
<pubDate>Wed, 07 Sep 2005 01:41:50 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Nooooo!</title>
<description>   I don&#039;t want to do my schoolwork!!!!! I feel like such a baby. I can&#039;t think of anything else to write on my papers. I have writers block. (I think...) I read the book  The Lovely Bones.&amp;nbsp;  It was a very good book but it is hard to write this stupid oral book report on!!! The written book report was 6 pages long!!! That&#039;s a lot compared to what some people wrote. Some wrote like 2 pages worth. You can bet they will get an F. I don&#039;t want to go to school tomorrow neither. I wonder what it is like being home schooled? It is probably so much funner. Maybe I can be home schooled. I&#039;ll go ask.... So much for that dream. I&#039;m ready for summer vacation. School is so0o0o not fun. Except for seeing all your friends and stuff. So much wierd stuff happens at my school you wouldn&#039;t believe your eyes. Like this one boy (he is supposedly popular) he picked his nose and ate his boogers!!!! EWWWWWWW!!!! DISGUSTING!!!!! Right? No. At my school everyone was like, oh, he did that, oh ok. Whatever. I was sitting there...</description>
<pubDate>Tue, 06 Sep 2005 00:44:24 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>So Much Work...</title>
<description>   In just a minute I have to start my schoolwork.&amp;nbsp; Great huh? I have so much to do.&amp;nbsp; Not really but stuff I don&#039;t want to do.&amp;nbsp; I have to right a current event paper for History. I&#039;m probably going to write it on the hurricane Katrina.&amp;nbsp; Then I have to write an oral book report. Its due Tuesday. Then on Friday I have to recite a poem. Midterms come out sometime. Don&#039;t know when though. I want a life you know? Some kind of time when I don&#039;t have to do chores or have to do schoolwork and can just paint my toenails or talk on the phone.&amp;nbsp; I guess if I worked harder I could get everything finished earlier and actually do those things.&amp;nbsp; So I guess I shouldn&#039;t be sitting here writing this then. If I don&#039;t get my work done my mom&#039;s gonna kill me....   </description>
<pubDate>Tue, 06 Sep 2005 00:08:19 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Am I Crazy?</title>
<description>   
   When I found out that 1 out of every 4 people were crazy I was     shocked. I figured up until then that craziness was very rare and it   didn&#039;t happen that often.&amp;nbsp; But if this is true, think about how many   crazy people you meet everyday.&amp;nbsp; Now that I think about it I   probably know lots of crazy people. But that is scary seeing as how   there are so many people that you go to work and school with.&amp;nbsp; For   all you know your best friend or something could be a psycho killer.&amp;nbsp;   So now when I go places I&#039;m gonna keep my distance from people I   don&#039;t know.&amp;nbsp; I&#039;m gonna stay on the safe side and keep to myself now.   I can think of 4 people that I know are crazy not counting my friends   at school.&amp;nbsp; Everyone at school keeps distance from the weird goth   people. They are just so weird! It creeps me out!!! This one girl on   field day was eating beetles and ants. Then the administration told   her that in middle school you don&#039;t eat bugs, like she was in   Kindergarten....</description>
<pubDate>Mon, 05 Sep 2005 17:04:20 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>How does this crap work?!</title>
<description>  Ok so I&#039;m new to this.&amp;nbsp; I&#039;ve wanted a blog for like.....forever.&amp;nbsp; So here it is.&amp;nbsp; I know it looks like crap right now but it will slowly start looking better.....right? &amp;nbsp;   </description>
<pubDate>Mon, 05 Sep 2005 02:32:44 +0200</pubDate>
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