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  <title>No lies, just love.</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2009 02:48:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;ve always said that i welcome change, and that i need new, fresh experiences to keep me happy.&amp;nbsp; i&apos;ve said that i can&apos;t imagine staying in the same place for the rest of my life; i&apos;m the type of person who grows bored and restless.&amp;nbsp; accordingly, and probably not-so-surprisingly, this summer i&apos;ll be flying to australia to intern and work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in celebration of my graduation (right around the corner!), i&apos;ve been fairly wasted for most of the past week.&amp;nbsp; and before that, my time was consumed by sending emails, making phone calls and setting everything up for my future in australia.&amp;nbsp; this busy lifestyle has kept me from realizing the reality of the situation:&amp;nbsp; while my everything seems to be quite bright at the moment, im going through a major life transition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many people that i love, scattered around this world, and yet i&apos;ve chosen to go back to australia for seven months.&amp;nbsp; while there are many factors that have contributed to this decision, a major element is the fact that i&apos;m dating someone there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in making this decision to live in australia for some time, i of course knew there would be critics.&amp;nbsp; i mean, the truth is people will have something to say about whatever you do, right?&amp;nbsp; but i feel compelled to comment nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in going to australia, i am making absolutely no statement about who is the most important to me.&amp;nbsp; i don&apos;t think i could ever prioritize the people in my life.&amp;nbsp; i wish everybody could know how important they were to me.&amp;nbsp; i know that i am going to terribly miss so many people when i go to australia.&amp;nbsp; man, i wish i could take everybody with me.&amp;nbsp; but i know if i didn&apos;t go, my heart would hurt just as bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so this is one of the toughest situations i&apos;ve ever been put into.&amp;nbsp; and i know that at times my life seems fairly care-free.&amp;nbsp; but i promise you that i didn&apos;t one day drop everything and decide to go to australia.&amp;nbsp; anybody who knows me well knows how carefully i consider things.&amp;nbsp; ive spent countless nights laying in bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about the pros and cons of each alternative.&amp;nbsp; trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what it comes down to is this:&amp;nbsp; i may have my worries and my crazy thoughts, but i am going to australia on may 28.&amp;nbsp; if anybody feels slighted by this, i sincerely apologize.&amp;nbsp; the world is massive, and it is a physical impossibliity for me to be with everybody i love at all times.&amp;nbsp; it is a physical impossibility for &lt;strong&gt;any of us&lt;/strong&gt; to be with everyone we love at all times.&amp;nbsp; and so i was forced to make a choice, and it was a tough one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ll miss everybody so bad, but nothing is permanent, and everything is going to be OK.&amp;nbsp; change is OK.&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <media:title type="plain">third eye blind.</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 Nov 2008 20:49:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>doot doot doot.</title>
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  <description>saving money is a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;coping with anxiety is also a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;i need to stop smoking so much pot.&amp;nbsp; i think it is giving me nightmares or something.&amp;nbsp; is that possible?&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s been 6 weeks since my last entry, and in less than 6 weeks liam will be here.&amp;nbsp; that&apos;s mildly comforting.&lt;br /&gt;good thing i have no idea what to expect in the future in terms of:&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;my relationship&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my career&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;where i&apos;m going to intern/work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;what country/state/city i&apos;ll be living in after college&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;i guess everything is very up in the air right now.&amp;nbsp; i need to learn how to be OK with that.&amp;nbsp; it&apos;s hard to continue being happy every day when nothing in my future is certain, but i am for sure trying.&amp;nbsp; i don&apos;t want to be one of those people who spend every day basking in their own sadness and worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; WITH THAT SAID ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- maybe there are some certain things.&amp;nbsp; and maybe through acknowledging them, i will feel better.&lt;br /&gt;let&apos;s give it a go:&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;my mom/stepdad/sister/brother will always, &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; be there for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i will always have a home to go home to if things don&apos;t turn out the way i want them to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i&apos;ve got a few amazing friends who i know i can turn to no matter what.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have good grades, and i am good at my chosen major.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;people like me and respect me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;all of my peers are in pretty similar situations, so at least i&apos;m not alone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;my life isn&apos;t perfect, but it&apos;s pretty great.&amp;nbsp; i wish i could stop worrying about the future and just be happy with what i&apos;ve got now.&amp;nbsp; that is a goal i am setting for myself.&amp;nbsp; anybody know any self-help books that could aid in my achieving this goal?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hollaaaa attt meeeee.&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>jem - maybe i&apos;m amazed</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">jem - maybe i&apos;m amazed</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Oct 2008 04:24:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i cannot wait.</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;&quot; class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; color=&quot;#0000ff&quot; back=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;liambyehigh&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; color=&quot;#0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;(4:50:04 AM)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; color=&quot;#0000ff&quot; back=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;PMingLiU&quot; color=&quot;#000040&quot;&gt;and we are organising getting pot sex other drugs if we feel like alcohol movies which arent out here eating massive amounts of food going to diners at like 3 in the morning spooning in ur bed going to the beach freezing making snow angels SHOPPING and just everything u guys do there in america but with me latched on ur arm&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only three more months!&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>the OC</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 05 Oct 2008 22:30:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>you know that i was hoping&lt;br /&gt;that i could leave this star-crossed world behind&lt;br /&gt;when they cut me open.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i changed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know i might&lt;br /&gt;just walk too far from the floor this time,&lt;br /&gt;because they&apos;re calling me by my name.&lt;br /&gt;and they&apos;re zipping with light beams&lt;br /&gt;to street corners, phones and satellites.&lt;br /&gt;that was the turning point;&lt;br /&gt;that was one lonely night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the star maker says it ain&apos;t so bad&lt;br /&gt;the dream-maker&apos;s gonna make you mad&lt;br /&gt;the spaceman says, &amp;quot;everybody look down;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s all in your mind.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, now i&apos;m back at home&lt;br /&gt;and i&apos;m looking forward to this life i live&lt;br /&gt;you know its gonna haunt me&lt;br /&gt;so hesitation to this life i give.&lt;br /&gt;you think you might cross over.&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;re caught between the devil and the deep blue sea.&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;d better look it over&lt;br /&gt;before you make that leap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know i&apos;m fine,&lt;br /&gt;but i hear those voices at night,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, that justify my claim.&lt;br /&gt;and the public don&apos;t dwell on my transmission,&lt;br /&gt;because it wasn&apos;t televised.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 04:47:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>random thoughts.</title>
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  <description>when you&apos;re in a relationship, if it&apos;s a good one, you really give a piece of yourself to someone else.&amp;nbsp; and actually, it&apos;s more than just a piece.&amp;nbsp; it&apos;s made up of several pieces.&amp;nbsp; you find yourself sharing with that other person things you&apos;ve loved your whole life.&amp;nbsp; secret stories and admissions you never thought would leave your mouth are suddenly OK to tell.&amp;nbsp; and, not that this is occurring in my own life right now, because it&apos;s not, but that&apos;s why break-ups are so fucking scary.&amp;nbsp; ending a relationship obviously means sometimes living in fear of accidentally coming into contact with a new person, place or thing that reminds you of your past significant other.&amp;nbsp; but, i think more importantly, what is so devastating are the old memories and personal experiences that, at one point, only you knew about.&amp;nbsp; these private thoughts and reflections may now remind you of someone else; they&apos;re not your own anymore.&amp;nbsp; those are the situations that are inescapable, and those are the situations that are terrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM because my relationship is actually going really well now, across the world and everything.&amp;nbsp; i think being involved in something serious has just made me realize how much you put on the line in a relationship.&amp;nbsp; you have so much to lose, and yet you keep going.&amp;nbsp; jeez.&amp;nbsp; good luck to all of us.</description>
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  <lj:music>the veronicas</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">the veronicas</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Jun 2008 03:15:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i&apos;ll miss you so good.</title>
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  <description>no matter how many times i try, i can&apos;t seem to find the words to say what&apos;s on my mind.&amp;nbsp; so many things are going on in my head.&amp;nbsp; but all i know is that i can&apos;t imagine not being with these people every day.</description>
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  <lj:music>the early november - ever so sweet.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">the early november - ever so sweet.</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2008 04:00:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>welcome to the new year.</title>
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  <description>happy new year!&amp;nbsp; it&apos;s 2008. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;472&quot; height=&quot;355&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v690/bbataris8of9/newyearseve145.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;471&quot; height=&quot;354&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v690/bbataris8of9/newyearseve112.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;mmm new year&apos;s eve was a good night.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, all my friends are out having fun.&lt;br /&gt;and i&apos;m at home with bronchitis.&lt;br /&gt;which is why i&apos;m writing in my journal. haha.&lt;br /&gt;winter break is awesome.&amp;nbsp; i love being home and i love my friends.&amp;nbsp; we have fun.&lt;br /&gt;i got a new job with the long island neighborhood network.&amp;nbsp; it&apos;s pretty rad.&amp;nbsp; i go door to door fund raising for the environment / to lower toxicity levels on long island / to lower the high rates of breast and testicular cancer on long island.&amp;nbsp; things of that nature.&amp;nbsp; so it&apos;s a good cause, but i think walking around in the cold definitely contributed to my current state of bronchitis-ness.&amp;nbsp; oh well.&amp;nbsp; these things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;things coming up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me not having bronchitis anymore:&amp;nbsp; 1/7/08&amp;nbsp; (this is only partially a joke.&amp;nbsp; because i really cannot wait until i don&apos;t have bronchitis anymore.)&lt;br /&gt;west palm beach with my dad and brother:&amp;nbsp; 1/25/08&lt;br /&gt;kathy griffin live in new york city!:&amp;nbsp; 1/29/08&lt;br /&gt;melbourne, australia:&amp;nbsp; 2/11/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, really, this was just an excuse to talk about australia.&amp;nbsp; obviously.&lt;br /&gt;i am going to surf.&lt;br /&gt;and be merry.&lt;br /&gt;and drink LEGALLY.&lt;br /&gt;and i guess go to class once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;kind of.&lt;br /&gt;just love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-brandon</description>
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  <lj:music>one republic - stop and stare</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Nov 2007 05:00:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>good things.</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;this is how it works:&amp;nbsp; you&apos;re young until you&apos;re not; you love until you don&apos;t; you try until you can&apos;t; you laugh until you cry; you cry until you laugh;&amp;nbsp; and everyone must breathe until their dying breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, this is how it works:&amp;nbsp; you peer inside yourself; you take the things you like and try to love the things you took.&amp;nbsp; and then you take that love you made, and stick it into someone else&apos;s heart pumping someone else&apos;s blood.&amp;nbsp; and walking, arm in arm, you hope it don&apos;t get harmed.&amp;nbsp; but even if it does, you&apos;ll just do it all again.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;mmm, truth.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;and &lt;b&gt;oooooh baby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;594&quot; height=&quot;445&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://home.graffiti.net/rec_images01:graffiti.net/nutcrew/6th20/Sunset_over_melbourne_australia.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;i&apos;m going to australia on february 13th 2008.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>brand new - the boy who blocked his own shot</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2007 05:36:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;I caught myself thinking once again.&quot;</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m not sure if anybody really reads my livejournal.&amp;nbsp; Most of my friends stopped using their livejournals years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sometimes if I feel like shit, I read quotes that remind me that somebody else once felt like shit, but that they got through it.&lt;br /&gt;If that makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;I started collecting the quotes.&lt;br /&gt;Dig it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;If anything is worth doing, do it with all your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;You&apos;re all geniuses, and you&apos;re all beautiful. You don&apos;t need anyone to tell you who you are. You are what you are. Get out there and get peace, think peace, and live peace and breathe peace, and you&apos;ll get it as soon as you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Above all, be true to yourself, and if you cannot put your heart into it, take yourself out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I can make no apologies for following my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Being myself is more difficult than you&apos;d suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Other people&apos;s opinion of you does not have to become your reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Always be a first rate version of yourself instead of a second rate version of someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I can&apos;t let people tell me what to do anymore. I have to stand up for myself, even if it makes some enemies. I believe it will be worth it someday.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;You, yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;You have within you right now, everything you need to deal with whatever the world can throw at you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don&apos;t compromise yourself.&amp;nbsp; You are all you&apos;ve got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn&apos;t name every author because that would be annoying.&lt;br /&gt;But more importantly, some of the authors are embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;You probably think this entry is pointless, but maybe one day you&apos;ll feel like shit and this will make you feel better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.s.&amp;nbsp; Happy (almostt) Halloween&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://photos-356.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v149/250/23/27904356/n27904356_31633544_5885.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <category>self-esteem</category>
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  <lj:music>wilco - hate it here</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">wilco - hate it here</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 24 Oct 2007 19:34:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>junior year.</title>
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  <description>First good thing:&amp;nbsp; I haven&apos;t updated this journal for more than a year.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m now in my junior year of college.&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;fucked&lt;br /&gt;up&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;that.&lt;br /&gt;Another good thing:&amp;nbsp; All of my close friends seem relatively unhappy this year.&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s the deal with growing up and why does it suck?&lt;br /&gt;At least 3 of us have had anxiety attacks this year.&lt;br /&gt;Of my close friends at &quot;home&quot; right now, I think only one of them still lives in Smithtown.&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to a third good thing:&amp;nbsp; The places we used to hang out are most likely being lived in by some happy 30-year-old couple with their stupid babies who are crowding our schools.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&amp;nbsp; Just kidding.&amp;nbsp; Kind of.&lt;br /&gt;I miss high school and how easy it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all of these AWESOME things, I&apos;ve been trying to remain optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;On Oprah the other day there was this guy who is dying of pancreatic cancer.&amp;nbsp; And he only has 3 months to live.&amp;nbsp; And he has 3 young kids.&amp;nbsp; And so he was giving his kids advice on the show so that they can watch a tape of it in the future and see what a great guy their dad was.&amp;nbsp; And one piece of advice he gave was:&amp;nbsp; &quot;Don&apos;t complain; just work harder.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that&apos;s what I&apos;m trying to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t wait to study in Australia next semester.&lt;br /&gt; If I don&apos;t get accepted, I will kill your first born child.&lt;br /&gt; Yes, you.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;okay, BYE</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 17 May 2006 03:46:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>my first year of college is pretty much over.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;i can honestly say that it&apos;s not bullshit when people say college is a life changing experience.&lt;br /&gt;i am......... a &lt;i&gt;completely&lt;/i&gt; different person from who i was a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;i was looking back at old entries before, and the only thing that has been consistent in my life are my amazing friends.&lt;br /&gt;hi, i love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;do you realize that tomorrow is my second to last day of my freshman year at new paltz?&lt;br /&gt;that&apos;s fucking crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year has had it&apos;s ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;i got away from home.&lt;br /&gt;i realized some &lt;b&gt;very &lt;/b&gt;important things about myself.&lt;br /&gt;i made some of the best friends ever.&lt;br /&gt;i had my first attempt at a real relationship.&lt;br /&gt;i had my first taste of heartache.&lt;br /&gt;i let myself explore things that i&apos;d never let myself before.&lt;br /&gt;i drank, and will continue to drink.&lt;br /&gt;i smoked, and regret it.&lt;br /&gt;i made some friends who i normally wouldn&apos;t be friends with.&lt;br /&gt;i made others who are exactly like me.&lt;br /&gt;i loved some classes.&lt;br /&gt;i hated others.&lt;br /&gt;i realized distance doesn&apos;t change the relationships with the ones who are really important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m not exactly looking forward to living in my house again.&lt;br /&gt;but i do miss my family and, of course, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let&apos;s make this summer a premium one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;brandon.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Feb 2006 00:47:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I was reading for english which is actually pretty funny because I never read in high school but I kind of have to here.  Anyway, we&apos;re reading The Sun Also Rises.  I decided that I might have a new favorite quote ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It is awfully easy to be hard-boiled about everything in the daytime, but at night it is another thing.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about how Hemingway&apos;s writing hits close to home for the reader.  I agree.  It&apos;s not something you need to look deeply into to understand.  It&apos;s just something everybody has felt at one time or another.  And it&apos;s real.  So I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm things were kind of rough earlier this week.  But hey, like that song says, &quot;I get by with a little help from my friends.&quot;  I&apos;d have to say that it&apos;s pretty true even if it sounds cliche and dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going home this weekend.  &lt;br /&gt;I miss the ocean.  &lt;br /&gt;I miss my family.  &lt;br /&gt;I miss my dog.  &lt;br /&gt;I miss my bed.  &lt;br /&gt;I miss privacy.  &lt;br /&gt;I love my island and my home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s funny is that I&apos;m probably going to want to leave after 20 minutes.  But you know, you win some you lose some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that&apos;s what&apos;s been going on.  I hope you&apos;re all doing excellently.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Brando</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 02 Feb 2006 00:07:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i feel like saying &quot;it&apos;s been a while&quot; is an understatement.</title>
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  <description>so, it&apos;s been forever.&lt;br /&gt;and college is premium.&lt;br /&gt;i have made some amazing friends here who i know i will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;of course my friends from home never really leave my heart either, this is a definite promise.&lt;br /&gt;i love you all.&lt;br /&gt;i think i&apos;m going to start using this again because i miss it and it&apos;s always good to look back on for memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaand this is how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Jun 2005 16:59:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I want to document high school.  These are the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th grade.&lt;br /&gt;-being petrified because i hated middle school.&lt;br /&gt;-me having almost no friends.&lt;br /&gt;-finally losing 30 lbs and not being fat anymore.&lt;br /&gt;-finally getting rid of my comb-over.&lt;br /&gt;-meeting some of my future best friends.&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;you guysss can i work with you??&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-my mole falling off and me thinking i had cancer.&lt;br /&gt;-making friends in english class.&lt;br /&gt;-realizing that when i act like myself, people like me better.&lt;br /&gt;-realizing that i wasn&apos;t comfortable acting like myself when i was fat.&lt;br /&gt;-my first ap class being a joke and setting the trend for all [of my] ap classes to follow.&lt;br /&gt;-my lunch table thinking it was funny to get up and leave while i was getting my lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th grade.&lt;br /&gt;-me still being a self conscious fuck.&lt;br /&gt;-meeting real friends.&lt;br /&gt;-re-uniting with babs after not talking since 6th grade. &quot;I KNOW YOUUU&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-meeting kelly/kristen who introduced me to &quot;the group.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-re-uniting with amanda after getting a weird first impression in 9th grade.&lt;br /&gt;-gym class with stouter.&lt;br /&gt;-stouter eating children on the first day of class.&lt;br /&gt;-study sessions in the library.&lt;br /&gt;-me forming my own &quot;group.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-back ----&amp;gt; bbackt.&lt;br /&gt;-ap world part II being just as much of a joke as ap world part I.&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;whats the communist economy called?&quot;  &quot;COMMUNIST!?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-april fools day. me almost dying because i was so paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;-sweet 16s.&lt;br /&gt;-ms trifiletti telling my class to go to hell.&lt;br /&gt;-beginning of my dotphoto site.&lt;br /&gt;-best summer of my life [thus far].&lt;br /&gt;-starting to lose my self consciousness by the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;-realizing that real friends dont leave the lunch table when youre getting your food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th grade.&lt;br /&gt;-all the groups of friends collide.&lt;br /&gt;-ap us history = hell. mr cohn wanted my blood.&lt;br /&gt;-SATs = hell #2.&lt;br /&gt;-friends make things okay.&lt;br /&gt;-my first invite to leanne&apos;s famous christmas party.&lt;br /&gt;-chemistry being the best and worst class of my life at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;-gym being hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;-re-uniting with christa after not talking to her since 8th grade.&lt;br /&gt;-not reading any books in english but still getting an A for the year because ms belli was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;-lunch being insane.&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;i love the wind...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-throwing shit down mariah&apos;s shirt.&lt;br /&gt;-andrew&apos;s drunken parties that i didnt go to.&lt;br /&gt;-people arguing about pot.&lt;br /&gt;-end of the year regents that made me want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;-my mom telling me that i was going to screw up the most important year of my high school career.&lt;br /&gt;-me not screwing up the most important year of my high school career.&lt;br /&gt;-summer not being as good as 10th grade&apos;s summer.&lt;br /&gt;-going on my first cruise.&lt;br /&gt;-jr prom.&lt;br /&gt;-six flags.&lt;br /&gt;-everybody getting along.&lt;br /&gt;-me getting my lisence/car.&lt;br /&gt;-getting my first job [STAPLES WOOOHOOO].&lt;br /&gt;-me feeling loved.&lt;br /&gt;-me realizing that im not ugly like i was in 9th grade.&lt;br /&gt;-people thinking that im conceited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th grade.&lt;br /&gt;-people stop getting along.&lt;br /&gt;-stupid fights.&lt;br /&gt;-[most] people getting over the stupid fights.&lt;br /&gt;-still wishing things could be great like the summer of 10th grade.&lt;br /&gt;-ap gov being a joke.&lt;br /&gt;-having 982374 classes with cathy.&lt;br /&gt;-having 0 classes with amanda.&lt;br /&gt;-hardly ever going to italian.&lt;br /&gt;-going to calc even less often.&lt;br /&gt;-having 7th 8th and 9th off.&lt;br /&gt;-going to the beach starting in april.&lt;br /&gt;-getting my first sunburn of the season in april.&lt;br /&gt;-meeting new people.&lt;br /&gt;-me and my locker buddy becoming good friends via study hall.&lt;br /&gt;-deciding where to go to college.&lt;br /&gt;-college applications = hell.&lt;br /&gt;-my mom saying that im going to screw up the college application process and end up in suffolk.&lt;br /&gt;-me not screwing up the college application process and deciding on new paltz.&lt;br /&gt;-becoming distant from some people.&lt;br /&gt;-becoming closer to others.&lt;br /&gt;-my mom saying that im too obsessed with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;-me realizing that i love my friends so much because my mom criticizes me too much, making me want to be away from home.&lt;br /&gt;-best birthday ever.&lt;br /&gt;-babs.&lt;br /&gt;-tobez.&lt;br /&gt;-amander.&lt;br /&gt;-cathio.&lt;br /&gt;-feka.&lt;br /&gt;-joanne.&lt;br /&gt;-bbackt ---&amp;gt; jbbackt.&lt;br /&gt;-end of senior year.&lt;br /&gt;-nobody crying like we expected.&lt;br /&gt;-yearbooks coming out okay. but everybody saying they were shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is it up to now.  Feel free to add things through commenting.  I&apos;m sure this summer will hold a lot of new memories. Like prom. and graduation. and WESTHAMPTON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school has been a fucking rollercoaster.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Jun 2005 04:32:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>it&apos;s june.&lt;br /&gt;and im graduating really, really soon.&lt;br /&gt;and then it will be the best summer of my life because if it&apos;s not im going to be angered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peaceeee LATA.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 18 Apr 2005 01:10:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>update</title>
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  <description>Life is good.&amp;nbsp; I really don&apos;t know what to say.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m really
thankful for everything I have.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m so grateful for my friends
and how much they care about me.&amp;nbsp; And today I had an awesome day
at the beach with some of them, and then got to go out to dinner with my
family, and I remembered how awesome they are.&amp;nbsp; When we get
along, my brother and my sister and me are like really good
friends.&amp;nbsp; And when my parents arent getting on my nerves, they&apos;re
really good listeners and stuff.&amp;nbsp; I dont know I guess I take them
for granted sometimes.&amp;nbsp; Because they really will always be there
for me and I&apos;m so lucky to have that.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Friday was Laurens party and it was such a good time.&amp;nbsp; Happy
Birthday!&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m really glad I&quot;ve become closer friends with her
this year... she&apos;s definitely a cool kid.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
The rest of the weekend was also fun.&amp;nbsp; A lot of beach.&amp;nbsp; Mall. Stuff like that.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v690/bbataris8of9/singinghappybirthday.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
lauren at her party blowing out the candles&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v690/bbataris8of9/theyreblowingoutthecandles.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
the fusco sisters blowing out their candles&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v690/bbataris8of9/goingoverthebridge.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v690/bbataris8of9/onthewaytothebeach.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v690/bbataris8of9/bridges.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
going to the beach :)&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v690/bbataris8of9/fun2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
cool paper-in-the-wind shot? haha&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v690/bbataris8of9/reflectionintheaviators.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
much &amp;lt;3 to amanda&apos;s aviators&lt;br&gt;
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relaxing beach day = good news.&lt;br&gt;
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More pictures are available for your viewing pleasure at my dotphoto site.&lt;br&gt;
That is all.&lt;br&gt;
By the way, Feka = me, tobez, and kristen.&amp;nbsp; Andrew will never be a part.&amp;nbsp; No matter how hard he tries. =).&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
-Brando&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Mar 2005 06:12:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>you guys are fucking amazing</title>
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  <description>I just wanted to thank everybody for making my 18th birthday party so fucking amazing.  Just for being there you seriously made me feel loved.  All of you are so important to me.  And a special thanks to Kristen for like doing the whole party.  And Kristen&apos;s parents for letting us have it at their house.  And thank you all for eating the food because it tasted good.  I&apos;m really tired.  You&apos;re all so thoughtful!  I hope that I&apos;m that way towards all of you.  Or something.  I can&apos;t really think.  Good night.  LATER.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 12 Mar 2005 20:51:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>so it&apos;s been a while...</title>
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  <description>Things have been going well.&amp;nbsp; This semester is going by like a fucking
breeze.&amp;nbsp; I only have 6 classes everyday.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m waiting for
this weather to warm up.&amp;nbsp; It seems like every time it hits 45
degrees, it snows the next day.&amp;nbsp; What the fuck, mannnn.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Sometimes I really like how things are going.&amp;nbsp; Well most of the
time.&amp;nbsp; And then sometimes I regret things not being the way they
were a longggg time ago.&amp;nbsp; And how it&apos;s not one person&apos;s fault but
everybody&apos;s fault, really.&amp;nbsp; But I guess some things you just can&apos;t
change.&amp;nbsp; And I don&apos;t know if it&apos;s how they were &quot;meant to be&quot; or
whatever.&amp;nbsp; But it is what it is.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
So Senior Banquet was a pretty cool time.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m going to try this
livejournal cut thing to spare you all from looking at my pictures if
you don&apos;t want to. &lt;br&gt;

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&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v690/bbataris8of9/groupshot.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
a group shot at the beginning of the banquet.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v690/bbataris8of9/meandamanda.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;me and amanda&lt;br&gt;
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tobez and joanne&lt;br&gt;
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one of our only friends to win an award&lt;br&gt;
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mike and jenna. mike won an award too. awesome, man.&lt;br&gt;
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caitlin&apos;s definitely going to be famous when she&apos;s older. no doubt.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v690/bbataris8of9/laurenandmyself.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Lauren and me.&lt;br&gt;

 

&lt;br&gt;Hmm....Everytime they said &quot;Senior Class of &apos;05! ;laksdjf&quot; I felt weird.&amp;nbsp; Yeah.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
That is all.&lt;br&gt;
-Brandon&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 20 Feb 2005 18:58:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>KDreamer616: would u really not talk to me again if i married michael jackson</title>
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  <description>This vacation is EFFING HOT HAHAHA. jk lol.&amp;nbsp; Good times yesterday
though.&amp;nbsp; Met up with people at Tic Toc and Nicole made me think
she died but it&apos;s okay because she had a reason.&amp;nbsp; And fun times at
Babs&apos; house.&amp;nbsp; We watched the best movie EVER.&amp;nbsp; Empire
Records.&amp;nbsp; I definitely recommend it.&amp;nbsp; HAHA just kidding, I
wouldn&apos;t know, I didn&apos;t really watch it.&amp;nbsp; I was distracted by
Amanda&apos;s dirty secrets.&amp;nbsp; And the popcorn on her breast.&amp;nbsp; Ask
Kevin, he knows.&amp;nbsp; Mmmm thanks for the people who went out and got
food at like 11pm because I was starving.&amp;nbsp; Uhh can&apos;t wait for
tonight. woot.&amp;nbsp; Kristen wants to marry Michael Jackson. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
KDreamer616: michael jackson &amp;lt;3&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Enough said.&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 12 Feb 2005 21:07:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So the other day, I was reminiscing about middle school.  And I told Christa I&apos;d put this in my livejournal.  It&apos;s one of the few memories I remember.  We were having a party in italian class, and me and Christa decided to deliver some food to Mr. Howe, our 6th grade math teacher.  On the way there I guess christa asks, &quot;Do I have anything on my face? like food?&quot; and I was like &quot;no nothing at all&quot; and then by instinct I asked &quot;what about me?&quot; and she goes &quot;...yeah you might want to clean your face before we get there.&quot;  And she definitely just did that so that I wouldn&apos;t be embarassed when I walked into the class looking like a mess.  And I thought that was so cool of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the other day, a couple of us were at panera bread.  And Leanne had something on her face.  So I tried to use Christa&apos;s method of telling her there was something there.  And it didnt really work.  So I just flat out told her and she laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenver theres something on my face I want people to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s not a point in the world for this update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a new icon.  I think it&apos;s cool.  I made it using Photoshop.  I have a 30 day free trial.  I don&apos;t know what I&apos;m going to do after that&apos;s over, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to talk about, really.  Since I&apos;m jealous of Steph, I&apos;m going to go take some pictures with black and white film.  She inspires me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye all&lt;br /&gt;-Brando</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Feb 2005 03:53:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>beautifulness</title>
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  <description>xx julesrules112: :::ahem:::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auto response from BbAtaris8of9: eating &lt;br /&gt;then working 4 - close&lt;br /&gt;feel free to visit me,  it&apos;s going to be a loney night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx julesrules112 returned at 5:54:53 PM. &lt;br /&gt;xx julesrules112: *has a brandon moment*&lt;br /&gt;xx julesrules112: i could tell from th eminute i woke up&lt;br /&gt;xx julesrules112: it was going to be a lonely lonely lonely lonely dayyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;xx julesrules112: rise and shine rub the sleep out of my eyes&lt;br /&gt;xx julesrules112: and try to tell myself i cant go back to bed&lt;br /&gt;xx julesrules112: its gonna be a lonely lonely lonely lonely dayyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;xx julesrules112: even though the sun is shining down on me&lt;br /&gt;xx julesrules112: and i should feel about as happy as can BEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;xx julesrules112: i just got here and i already want to leave&lt;br /&gt;xx julesrules112: ((signifying staples/work^^^))&lt;br /&gt;xx julesrules112: its gonne be a lonely lonely lonely lonely dayyy&lt;br /&gt;xx julesrules112: ((or night, in your case))&lt;br /&gt;xx julesrules112: ::is finished::&lt;br /&gt;xx julesrules112: you&apos;re welcome!&lt;br /&gt;xx julesrules112: and thank you&lt;br /&gt;xx julesrules112: i&apos;ll be here again next wednesday!  thank you!&lt;br /&gt;xx julesrules112: **kisses**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesomeness. you areeeeeeeeee my idol. indeed.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Feb 2005 23:29:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>...bad news.</title>
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  <description>I am so sorry everybody, but my brother just got back from a meeting
with the people who are funding his newspaper. And it turns out they
don&apos;t want to fund this party anymore, so &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;it&apos;s called off&lt;/span&gt;.
In fact, they&apos;re also postponing the release date of the newspaper.
He&apos;s actually really upset by this, so I couldn&apos;t yell at him or
anything lol. So yeah, please understand. I&apos;m really sorry if anybody
cancelled plans or anything Wednesday to help me out. Thank you soooo
much for everybody who said they&apos;d help. I feel like such an idiot.
;lkajsdf</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2005 23:11:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I NEED HELP I NEED HELP</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I NEED HELP&lt;/span&gt; lol
okay ok my brothers newspaper is having this huge party on february ninth
and it has a theme called &quot;premeire&quot;
like.. our prom was
and he needs my friends to dress up as celebrities LOL
&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;and it&apos;s a college party! at stony brook! on february 9th!&lt;/span&gt;
and all i need is for all of us to show up as celebrites... walk in on the red carpet
kellys going to play joan rivers and ask us what we&apos;re wearing
and thats all... we just have to look good!
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
PLEASE YOU GUYS PLEASE HE REALLY NEEDS HELP
&lt;br&gt;
please?
&lt;br&gt;
i&apos;ll love you forever</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2005 04:44:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>This weekend should have been a lot more lame than it was.&lt;br /&gt;But, we made the best of the &quot;igloo god made for us&quot; (or whatever it was that Tobez called it).&lt;br /&gt;And chatted it up just like the &quot;golden times&quot; from the summer of 10th grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Lets just say kristen has a BIG FAT LESSSSSSSSBIAN CRUSH on Ashley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;By the way I read &quot;perks of being a wallflower&quot; today and I am amazed because it was incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The (real) end.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 16 Jan 2005 05:23:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>eating is fun</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;So...&amp;nbsp;last night&amp;nbsp;Chaz cooked for us all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.dotphoto.com/GuestViewAlbum.asp?AID=2127648&amp;amp;Page=1&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;VISIBILITY: visible&quot; height=&quot;360&quot; alt=&quot;P1010127&quot; src=&quot;http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/56/3E/89/i563E89FE-87C2-4B42-8AA1-F59C8D503C59.jpg&quot; width=&quot;480&quot; lowsrc=&quot;/img/LoadingHourglass.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And.... it looked like this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.dotphoto.com/GuestViewAlbum.asp?AID=2127648&amp;amp;Page=1&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;VISIBILITY: visible&quot; height=&quot;360&quot; alt=&quot;P1010133&quot; src=&quot;http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/8B/78/BC/i8B78BCF7-BD8D-498A-BB50-E469C786D852.jpg&quot; width=&quot;480&quot; lowsrc=&quot;/img/LoadingHourglass.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And we ate it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.dotphoto.com/GuestViewAlbum.asp?AID=2127648&amp;amp;Page=1&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;VISIBILITY: visible&quot; height=&quot;360&quot; alt=&quot;P1010129&quot; src=&quot;http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/13/54/0D/i13540D53-463D-4646-B126-F150F8D1DD95.jpg&quot; width=&quot;480&quot; lowsrc=&quot;/img/LoadingHourglass.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And cleaned up...&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.dotphoto.com/GuestViewAlbum.asp?AID=2127648&amp;amp;Page=1&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;VISIBILITY: visible&quot; height=&quot;480&quot; alt=&quot;P1010135&quot; src=&quot;http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/F8/2C/DB/iF82CDB23-D56A-4FB4-A8E3-009051325DDA.jpg&quot; width=&quot;360&quot; lowsrc=&quot;/img/LoadingHourglass.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And kristen made us pose.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.dotphoto.com/GuestViewAlbum.asp?AID=2127648&amp;amp;Page=1&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;VISIBILITY: visible&quot; height=&quot;360&quot; alt=&quot;P1010143&quot; src=&quot;http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/DD/21/B4/iDD21B403-9225-484F-8511-644FCA37E57A.jpg&quot; width=&quot;480&quot; lowsrc=&quot;/img/LoadingHourglass.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.dotphoto.com/GuestViewAlbum.asp?AID=2127648&amp;amp;Page=1&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;VISIBILITY: visible&quot; height=&quot;360&quot; alt=&quot;P1010144&quot; src=&quot;http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/EC/9F/04/iEC9F04C4-5A96-4595-A5AC-F00FF7264D9D.jpg&quot; width=&quot;480&quot; lowsrc=&quot;/img/LoadingHourglass.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And we all lived happily ever after. The end.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.dotphoto.com/GuestViewAlbum.asp?AID=2127648&amp;amp;Page=1&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;VISIBILITY: visible&quot; height=&quot;360&quot; alt=&quot;P1010142&quot; src=&quot;http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/B6/2F/66/iB62F66EA-9204-4B9F-8605-5FE1016E8BEE.jpg&quot; width=&quot;480&quot; lowsrc=&quot;/img/LoadingHourglass.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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