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  <title>Hi... I'm Camille</title>
  <subtitle>woopity woo!</subtitle>
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  <updated>2006-08-11T22:38:31Z</updated>
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    <title>Friday</title>
    <published>2006-08-11T22:38:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-11T22:38:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Comeback Kid</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Bretty's here. She's drawing a picture of a girl or something.&lt;br /&gt;I wuv her. &lt;br /&gt;Crapness.... I'm bored. And I need to shower. My hair is dirty even though I just washed it yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;Ghey.&lt;br /&gt;And I want my hair to grow faster. Pieces of dead protein shit.&lt;br /&gt;POOP!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:specialgirl745:9210</id>
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    <title>specialgirl745 @ 2006-06-12T10:30:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-12T17:33:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-12T17:33:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">School is out now. Wow. Now I'm looking for a job so I can have somewhat of a life over summer, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a bit of a dilemma right now... shitty deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tight late.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:specialgirl745:8852</id>
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    <title>Days after Christmas...</title>
    <published>2005-12-28T00:02:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-28T00:02:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the Jonbenet- "Dramarama"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Christmas was pretty good this year. It was the first one I actually spent down at my house because I'm usually up north at my dad's house. Speaking of my dad, he's coming down tomorrow with Yvonne and the dogs. I can't wait to see them, it's been a couple of weeks since I've seen my dad and I miss him a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a half hour ago, two guys came to my door and Shanell and I were just kinda standing there... and in the end, we ended up paying $30 for a 2 year subscription to Maxim. I like Maxim... but I kinda want my money back. Damn. It sucks though, cuz the people kinda make you feel obligated to buy something. So now Maxim is gonna be sent to my house and Shanelle and I are sharing the wealth. Sweet deal.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:specialgirl745:8054</id>
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    <title>There are some things that I just really wish would stop...</title>
    <published>2005-10-19T17:30:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-19T17:30:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't want Taylor to be sad or upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to have the reality that I'm almost 17 and always see couples around me... it's SO irritating, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to live with my mom and stepdad... moving out sounds nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to deal with the fact that my dad lives so far away, even though he does visit every other week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to deal with the drama that only certain people bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is kinda lame... yeah.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 camille</content>
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    <title>Being at school</title>
    <published>2005-10-17T15:30:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-17T15:30:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Is muy Fun-oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hells yeah.... except for when there are big reports or projects are due... fo sho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 camille</content>
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    <title>The Laguna Arts Festival...</title>
    <published>2005-08-21T19:47:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-21T19:47:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, I'm going to be going there today to see the entire exhibit. I think it'll be fun and all that good stuff, haha. I'm really eager to see everyone else's art too. I'll take pictures and try to load them later today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I was fortunate enough to have one of my pieces accepted into the festival. So that's awesome as well, since in the line of competitions they get more and more difficult to be accepted into. Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;333 Camille</content>
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    <title>specialgirl745 @ 2005-07-22T09:39:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-22T16:40:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-22T16:40:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I feel like crap. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Somebody make it stop.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Fuck this game!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;3 Camille&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:specialgirl745:6967</id>
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    <title>Blee Bloo Blah Blah Blah</title>
    <published>2005-07-12T01:06:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-12T01:06:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Distillers- Coral Fang</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I need to turn my job applications in, hang out with people, show Randy my designs for Chronic Industries, get a life, and get seeeexual.... heeeeeeeealin'! Hahaha... I just like that line... even though I can't remember what movie it's from... but it has Eddie Murphy and Owen Wilson in it. Damn. But that movie sucked anyways, so it doesn't really matter.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Someone should start calling me at about 8 in the morning to wake my lazy ass up... I don't wanna wake up at noon every damn day. Waking up at noon means that I'm wasting my summer (in my opinion), and I don't like that happening. It's like... what a waste of life... sleeping... ugh. That's the number one of my problems of not fuckin' living life to it's "fullest"... me being a lazy ass tard and sleeping half the damn day. Sick life. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;3 Camille&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Damn</title>
    <published>2005-06-23T18:10:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-23T18:10:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's been such a fuckin' long time since I've updated.... so I will try to update more often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel stupid that I haven't been keeping my LJ up-to-par and all that, yet I still have one. Fuck. So I'm just gonna keep it more current.</content>
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    <title>BOOMers</title>
    <published>2005-02-12T21:29:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-12T21:29:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>classical radio</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Heather's birthday get together was last night... at BOOMers, of course. It was really fun. I got to kill many a zombie in House of the Dead II, which is always fun. Play the interactive drum kit and got uber fuckin mad when the bass drum wouldn't work when i was trying to do it... so I threw the drumsticks on metal chords at it and hurt my finger. Joyce came so that made me happier. Heather's mom said that i smoked so that pissed me off when I found out. And I met Andrea for the first time and we all made fun of Ronald McDonald's picture on the cups and small fry baggies at McDonalds. I made a little movie of it... twas fun.</content>
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    <title>SCHOOOOOL'S OUT FOR... uhh.... never!</title>
    <published>2004-12-16T02:24:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-16T02:24:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the voices in my head...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Why does the academic side of school have to suck so bad? I hate it with a passion, and it's probably because I'm kinda failing most of my classes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else to say about the "school" part of school, but I love my friends at Connelly. Practically everyone there is so great, hahaha. Some people are really annoying, and if you ask who they are- I'll tell you.. to put it simply. But it's NOT Kristine, Jade, Hilary, Therese, Aly, or Sara- if you're thinking that! I'll just say that it's Natalie, Domenica, Grace, and Crystal... because it's true. Crystal bugs me too much with her giddyness of trendy bands and shit like that, Natalie freaks me out by the what she says and the way that she looks and acts, Domenica.... what is there to say about that?, and Grace because she talks in the third person and is a suck-up to all of the teachers and reminds me of a parasite. OKAY... I'm glad I got that off my chest... even though I state it on a daily basis. Yeah... well, uh... I'm gonna go now...</content>
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    <title>delicious...</title>
    <published>2004-12-06T00:57:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-06T00:57:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i am currently eating some microwavable mac n' cheese. it's not the best... but it's not the worst. from what i can remember, it's been in the freezer for around a year or so, but it's good nonetheless!</content>
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    <title>Thanksgiving</title>
    <published>2004-11-26T00:49:28Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-26T00:49:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, people are still here and we've eaten already. Twas good. Airica and Taylor are watching a movie... and I'm bored because I don't really have anything to do... and that's why I'm updating my LJ.</content>
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    <title>Well, then....</title>
    <published>2004-11-08T00:38:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-08T00:38:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Holy crap... my birthday is in two days. Wow. I can't really believe that I'm gonna be 16 in 2 days...... jeez! That's insane! At least I actually get some sort of a party this year- no duh, "sweet 16" what did ya expect!?!</content>
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    <title>"Today I screwed up again"</title>
    <published>2004-10-20T23:07:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-20T23:07:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was alright... art was the best! Currently we're drawing portraits of people in black and white (we had to get b+w picture out of a magazine) and I chose Teppei Teranishi from Thrice! He looks like such a darling in the picture, I swear! In the middle of class I just couldn't stop saying "OH HE'S SO ADORABLE! I JUST WANNA GIVE HIM A HUUUUUUG!" hahahahaaha, I was actin all weird and shit, obviously. But, in my opinion, it looks really good... I like it, at least. Another good thing is that it actually looks like him so you can tell who it is if you know the band or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that Aly got pissed off at me cuz I wouldn't shut up about how adorable Teppei is... so I did it more just to bug her and would shake her arm and be all like "ALY!" "what" "...... isn't he ADORABLE?!?!?!" "Oh my gawd, Camille....." hahahhahahaha, it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math class was... interesting. I got to be the teacher! WOOT! Gaby didn't know how to do one of the questions so I was told to write it one the board so that everyone could understand it and stuff... Britney called me Mrs. Smith and I said "IT'S MISS SMITH, RETARD! I'M NOT MARRIED!.... you're not a retard!" It was fun stuff.</content>
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    <title>heyyyyyy!</title>
    <published>2004-10-17T17:16:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-17T17:16:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, I haven't been on LJ in a while... it's cuz I have a myspace (which seem to be a lot easier to handle). I dunno- it's not that I'm computer illiterate... it's just that I don't wanna use all my time updating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! My birthday is in about a month! November 9 to be exact. But, apparently I was gonna have a surprise party... and my mom found out about it and cancelled it. Wow- isn't she s great person? I haven't really celebrated my borthday in a couple of years... and you only turn "sweet 16" once. Oh, well... this is just one more reason as to why I get pissed at my mom. Of course she said, "Maybe next year!" to Heather- who has been planning this for months on end with my friends from Harbor. Obviously, Heather was pissed off to the extreme and was saying "I FUCKING HATE YOUR MOM! SHE IS THE BIGGEST FUCKIN' BITCH I KNOW! SHE'S THE DEVIL!" So I said, "Yeah, I know- I have to live with that every day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever... I just want to forget that I even have a birthday.</content>
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    <title>I LIKE THE BUNNIES!!!</title>
    <published>2004-07-30T20:54:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-30T20:54:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the radio.... *cough*</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Don't you think it's wierd that whenever I update it's about 3 or 4 times in one day? Well, I finally found an icon that I like... with the cuddly wuddly BUNNIES!!! hehehehehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bunnies will watch over you.... ALWAYS!!!</content>
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    <title>Message Boards Galore</title>
    <published>2004-07-30T18:43:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-30T18:43:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Avenged Sevenfold- "Clairvoyant Disease"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Lately I've been getting really bored. People need to call me so I can go somewhere! Damnit, I swear... summer is both the best and worst time of the year. It's when you have lots of free time but then with all that free time you don't know what to do and it makes your life all ug and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entire week I've been going on random message boards to pass the time. Hey, it's better than doing nothing... and at least it can get interesting. From going on these message boards every day, I've realized that I really need to get a life. Too bad I can't exactly drive and neither can half of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr!! The friggin RealPlayer won't work! I need to listen to something but this stupid computer is so screwed up that it can't function right! We (my family) has been trying to get it fixed for a couple of weeks now and still no one has come in to fix it. I better end this entry pretty soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother is being retarded. Every day he wakes up around noon and then does nothing until someone calls him or he has to go to work. Then he goes out with Stacie and Rianna or Kristin and comes back around midnight or one a.m. He needs to wake up and smell the roses. But then again, I don't want to be a hypocrite because I don't really do anything either... that's different though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Camille&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.- Hey Andy, look, I wrote in my livejournal! *twirls fingers in the air* Woooooo!!</content>
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    <title>mmmmm....</title>
    <published>2004-07-28T20:25:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-28T20:25:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the Postal Service- "Such Great Heights"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This sandwich is so good!!! It's a peanut butter and honey sandwich. CRAP! It just dripped on my pants... oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm going to the fair with Andi, Ruben, and Betsy. It been a while since I last saw Ruben... not since the last day of school. I'm so excited to go! Two weeks ago I went with Heather and we met up with her stepsister, Jessika, and our other friend, Mary. That was good times, usually the fair isn't that fun, but if you go with the right people then you'll most likely have a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see Ruben, he's so adorable! He and Andi make the cutest couple, but it's partially because they're... smaller than some people. For some reason, I wanna give both of them sugar. Andi had told me that when she and Ruben went to the fair this year, Ruben had an entire coffee drink so he was really hyper... it was supposedly very entertaining. I'd pay to see Ruben hyper because most of the time he's so calm and stuff, but not in a bad way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I should go get ready to go to the fair now...</content>
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    <title>aw jeez</title>
    <published>2004-07-25T23:01:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-25T23:01:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cccccc" size="4"&gt;&lt;a href="http://boss.streamos.com/real/capi001/otep/warhead/video/otep_warhead_300.ram"&gt;http://boss.streamos.com/real/capi001/otep/warhead/video/otep_warhead_300.ram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.otep.com/shadowsoldiers_warhead.html"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;http://www.otep.com/shadowsoldiers_warhead.html&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i think&amp;nbsp;you just need to click on one of these&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Otep's newest video... I saw it a few days ago</title>
    <published>2004-07-25T22:46:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-25T22:46:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Otep- "Warhead"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.otep.com/images/banners/otep_warhead_banner_03.gif"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This music video is AAAWESOME!!!! I like it... I like it a lot!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Why am I gone so much?</title>
    <published>2004-07-24T21:16:07Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Well, I'm back from my trip up north. It was fun, to say the least, because the San Francisco Bay area is an area that I would like to move to someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on a tour of USF, which was catholic and had many priests. Apparently, my mom told my dad that I had wanted to visit there because it's a Christian school... but the college that I had originally said was UC San Francisco. My dad said that he thought I would've wanted to check out UCSF since I had mentioned it to him before, but when I told my mom she got it confused... again. I mean- come on- between those schools, there is obviously a big difference in how they run their learning programs and everything in general- because all schools are different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just about five or ten minutes ago Mary called me... and she invited me to Disneyland. I wanna go really bad, but my mom will probably be all ug and tired and say that I have to go work at the Pacific Coast Triathlon. Damnit. Why is it that whenever I get invited out that somehow it gets fucked up? It's so upsetting to know that you're not gonna do anything for the rest of the day because someone won't let you. But it's not my mom's fault entirely... she says that I don't give her "enough information" 'cause she has to be all ug about that kind of shizzit. She is overprotective of me though, and I can't stand it since I'd like to get away from her and having to take her shit about making decisions for me. It may sound like I'm making a big deal out of it, but it's one of the only things that's holding me back- especially when I want my own social independence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My headache is getting worse, so I'm gonna go take care of it before something goes wrong and my head explodes or something drastic happens... which probably won't... all I need is excedrine.</content>
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    <title>a looooong survey</title>
    <published>2004-07-14T19:01:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-14T19:01:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the dishwasher is making noises, does that count?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">What is your name?: Camille Smith&lt;br /&gt;Are you named after anyone?: my middle name, yes&lt;br /&gt;What's your screename?: SpecialRockGrl13&lt;br /&gt;Would you name a child of yours after you?: no, that's kinda weird&lt;br /&gt;If you were born a member of the opposite sex what would your name be?: Roy&lt;br /&gt;If you could switch names with a friend who would it be?: uhh&lt;br /&gt;Are there any mispronounciations/typos that ppl do w/ your name constantly?: &lt;br /&gt;Would you drop your last name if you became famous?: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basics &lt;br /&gt;Your gender:: female  &lt;br /&gt;Straight/Gay/Bi: straight  &lt;br /&gt;Single?: yes  &lt;br /&gt;If not, do you want to be?: *cough* &lt;br /&gt;Birthdate: November 9, 1988 &lt;br /&gt;Your age: 15  &lt;br /&gt;Age you act: adults say 20-ish, but my friends say 16 or 18... but sometimes 6 or 8 &lt;br /&gt;Age you wish you were: 18 or 19&lt;br /&gt;Your height: 5'5" &lt;br /&gt;Eye color: blueish green &lt;br /&gt;Happy with it?: yesh  &lt;br /&gt;Hair color: dark brown&lt;br /&gt;Happy with it?: yeah, but i wanna dye it for fun&lt;br /&gt;Lefty/righty/ambidextrous: righty&lt;br /&gt;Your living arrangement: in a house?&lt;br /&gt;Your family: mom, stepdad, brother  &lt;br /&gt;Have any pets?: 2 dogs and pudgy cat!!!&lt;br /&gt;Whats your job?: &lt;br /&gt;Piercings?: ears... 2 times in each&lt;br /&gt;Tattoos?: not yet *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;Obsessions?: music, piercings and tattoos, guys&lt;br /&gt;Addictions?: computer, music&lt;br /&gt;Do you speak another language?: a bit of Spanish&lt;br /&gt;Have a favorite quote?: "And now we're in Delaware!..... hi.... we're in... Delaware..."&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a webpage?: not really, only journals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep Thoughts About Life and You in it &lt;br /&gt;Do you live in the moment?: it depends&lt;br /&gt;Do you consider yourself tolerant of others?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any secrets?: yeah, i guess so&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate yourself?: no&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your handwriting?: sure, why not?&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any bad habits?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;What is the compliment you get from most people?: &lt;br /&gt;If a movie was made about your life, what would it be called?: Look at This Kid!&lt;br /&gt;What's your biggest fear?: fingernails being pulled back!!! *pukes*&lt;br /&gt;Can you sing?: i think i can... depends if you wanna hear me or not  &lt;br /&gt;Do you ever pretend to be someone else just to look cool?: no, that's fucked up... i do it as a joke!&lt;br /&gt;Are you a loner?: what?&lt;br /&gt;What are your #1 priorities in life?: music/friends&lt;br /&gt;If you were another person, would you be friends with you?: yes i would, i'm one cool muthafucka!&lt;br /&gt;Are you a daredevil?: not from what I've witnessed&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything you fear or hate about yourself?: i fear failure &lt;br /&gt;Are you passive or agressive?: umm... both, i think&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a journal?: what is this that i'm writing in as we speak... or type&lt;br /&gt;What is your greatest strength and weakness?: uh, i don't really know, and i don't really want to say&lt;br /&gt;If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?: to get better grades&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you are emotionally strong?: yeah, half of the time at least&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything you regret doing/not doing in life?: yeah &lt;br /&gt;Do you think life has been good so far?: yeah, everyting happens for a reason&lt;br /&gt;What is the most important lesson you've learned from life?: everything happens for a reason&lt;br /&gt;What do you like the most about your body?: my eyes and my arms&lt;br /&gt;And least?: my stomach and thighs &lt;br /&gt;Do you think you are good looking?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Are you confident?: about my looks? yeah&lt;br /&gt;What is the fictional character you are most like?: i took a test that said i was Nala from the Lion King... it was at Disneyland&lt;br /&gt;Are you perceived wrongly?: yes  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You... &lt;br /&gt;Smoke?: sure why not &lt;br /&gt;Do drugs?: sure that too  &lt;br /&gt;Read the newspaper?: not as much as i used to  &lt;br /&gt;Pray?: yeah  &lt;br /&gt;Go to church?: when I am forced to&lt;br /&gt;Talk to strangers who IM you?: yeah  &lt;br /&gt;Sleep with stuffed animals?: no... i sleep with pillows&lt;br /&gt;Take walks in the rain?: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Talk to people even though you hate them?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Drive?: not really... i crashed my moms car&lt;br /&gt;Like to drive fast?: yeah... when i'm the passenger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would or Have You Ever? &lt;br /&gt;Liked your voice?: yeah &lt;br /&gt;Hurt yourself?: yeah, of course  &lt;br /&gt;Been out of the country?: yes... south of the border and beyond!&lt;br /&gt;Eaten something that made other people sick?: yes!&lt;br /&gt;Been in love?: sure&lt;br /&gt;Done drugs?: sure  &lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping?: no  &lt;br /&gt;Had a medical emergency?: i don't remember&lt;br /&gt;Had surgery?: yeah... on my feet &lt;br /&gt;Ran away from home?: yes... who hasn't?  &lt;br /&gt;Played strip poker?: yes!! hahahhaa, it's so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;Gotten beaten up?: not really... but i've been hit a couple times  &lt;br /&gt;Beaten someone up?: maybe emotionally, but physically... not really&lt;br /&gt;Been picked on?: yeah &lt;br /&gt;Been on stage?: yeah &lt;br /&gt;Slept outdoors?: yeah  &lt;br /&gt;Thought about suicide?: of course  &lt;br /&gt;Pulled an all nighter?: yeah &lt;br /&gt;If yes, what is your record?: a day or two... i like to sleep, what can i say!&lt;br /&gt;Gone one day without food?: yeah, not many though&lt;br /&gt;Talked on the phone all night?: no... only a couple of hours&lt;br /&gt;Slept together with the opposite sex w/o actually having sex?: most likely... i can't remember, haha!&lt;br /&gt;Slept all day?: yeah  &lt;br /&gt;Killed someone?: no.. but I plan to XD&lt;br /&gt;Made out with a stranger?: no  &lt;br /&gt;Had sex with a stranger?: no  &lt;br /&gt;Thought you're going crazy?: yes... yes i have, many times  &lt;br /&gt;Kissed the same sex?: not sexually... my mom and stuff- EWWWWW, MOM!!! &lt;br /&gt;Done anything sexual with the same sex?: not really... titty tag is pretty much it.&lt;br /&gt;Been betrayed?: quite a few times &lt;br /&gt;Had a dream that came true?: yeah, it's fuckin freaked me out!!!&lt;br /&gt;Broken the law?: yeah, haha it's fuuun&lt;br /&gt;Met a famous person?: yeah, twas fun, veery fun&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever killed an animal by accident?: i really hope not!!!&lt;br /&gt;On purpose?: do bugs count?  &lt;br /&gt;Told a secret you swore you wouldn't tell?: yeah, and i feel like shit for telling&lt;br /&gt;Stolen anything?: maybe&lt;br /&gt;Been on radio/tv?: if i have, i wouldn't know&lt;br /&gt;Been in a mosh-pit?: yeah... tis fun&lt;br /&gt;Had a nervous breakdown?: maybe.. i dunno&lt;br /&gt;Bungee jumped?: fuck no and i'm not planning on it! &lt;br /&gt;Had a dream that kept coming back?: yes  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beliefs &lt;br /&gt;Belive in life on other planets?: yes &lt;br /&gt;Miracles?:  of course&lt;br /&gt;Astrology?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Magic?: yeah  &lt;br /&gt;God?: yes  &lt;br /&gt;Satan?: yes  &lt;br /&gt;Santa?: meh *shrugs* i believe he was a real person&lt;br /&gt;Ghosts?: to some extent &lt;br /&gt;Luck?: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight?: yes  &lt;br /&gt;Yin and yang (that good cant exist w/o bad)?: yes  &lt;br /&gt;Witches?: yeah  &lt;br /&gt;Easter bunny?: BUNNIeS ARE CUUUUTE!!!! but not really&lt;br /&gt;Believe its possible to remain faithful forever?: depends  &lt;br /&gt;Believe theres a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow?: no, if there was i'd be rich&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish on stars?: YES!!!  &lt;br /&gt;Deep Theological Questions &lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in the traditional view of Heaven and Hell?: no&lt;br /&gt;Do you think God has a gender?: no, how the hell would i know if i'm not dead?!?&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in organized religion?: uhhhhh....  &lt;br /&gt;Where do you think we go when we die?: in the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends &lt;br /&gt;Do you have any gay/lesbian friends?: yes  &lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend?: heather!!&lt;br /&gt;Who's the one person that knows most about you?: lyndsey, i believe&lt;br /&gt;What's the best advice that anyone has ever given to you?:  &lt;br /&gt;Your favourite inside joke?: &lt;br /&gt;Thing you're picked on most about?:  &lt;br /&gt;Who's your longest known friend?: Lyndsey&lt;br /&gt;Newest?: uh...  &lt;br /&gt;Shyest?: Megan... awwww! &lt;br /&gt;Funniest?: who the hell knows!! that's a free-for-all!&lt;br /&gt;Sweetest?: Shannon&lt;br /&gt;Closest?: Lauren &lt;br /&gt;Weirdest?: Heather &lt;br /&gt;Smartest?: Lyndsey, Allie, Nick... i don't really look at people's report cards&lt;br /&gt;Ditziest?: um... i dunno... Heather, i guess&lt;br /&gt;Friends you miss being close to the most?: Kaylani, Erenie&lt;br /&gt;Last person you talked to online?: Christina&lt;br /&gt;Who do you talk to most online?: Megan, Christina, Andi&lt;br /&gt;Who are you on the phone with most?: Heather, Emma, Kevin, Justin... i dunno &lt;br /&gt;Who do you trust most?: Lyndsey, Michelle, Heather&lt;br /&gt;Who listens to your problems?: Emma, Taylor, Heather, Lyndsey, Andi, Christina (both of them), lots of people if they want to know!  &lt;br /&gt;Who do you fight most with?: uhhh.... Shaya, i guess... we don't really talk anymore  &lt;br /&gt;Who's the nicest?: Lyndsey  &lt;br /&gt;Who's the most outgoing?: Jessika  &lt;br /&gt;Who's the best singer?: i dunno... James, most likely  &lt;br /&gt;Who's on your shit-list?: not many people... i think&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought of having sex with a friend?: not really, no&lt;br /&gt;Who's your second family?: i dunno... me and my brother... Heather or Lyndsey or my cousins&lt;br /&gt;Do you always feel understood?: no  &lt;br /&gt;Who's the loudest friend?: Heather.... definitely Heather  &lt;br /&gt;Do you trust others easily?: that depends  &lt;br /&gt;Who's house were you last at?: uhh... my dad's&lt;br /&gt;Name one person who's arms you feel safe in: i haven't found that person yet... if i have, i haven't hugged them&lt;br /&gt;Do your friends know you?: i guess so&lt;br /&gt;Friend that lives farthest away: Christina... on the east coast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and All That &lt;br /&gt;Do you consider love a mistake?: no  &lt;br /&gt;What do you find romantic?: i dunno&lt;br /&gt;Turn-on?: if you wanna know, ask me personally! *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;Turn-off?: i dunno... if you're an asshole, that would be it&lt;br /&gt;First kiss?: haven't had it yet *cries*&amp;lt;--jk&lt;br /&gt;If someone u had no interest in had interest in dating u how would u feel?: i'd feel... wierd&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer knowing someone before dating them or going: i don't know! if i feel comfortable with the person then i'd go out with them, i guess&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever wished it was more socially acceptable 4 a girl 2 ask a guy out: yeah, sure&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been romantically attracted to someone physically unattractive: i dunno&lt;br /&gt;Do you think the opposite sex finds you good looking?: sometimes, i try to positive about it&lt;br /&gt;What is best about the opposite sex?: their hair and how great their personalities and looks can be &lt;br /&gt;What is the worst thing about the opposite sex?: i dunno&lt;br /&gt;What's the last present someone gave you?: umm &lt;br /&gt;Are you in love?: i think so &lt;br /&gt;Do you consider your significant other hot?: most likely... if i had one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who Was the Last Person... &lt;br /&gt;That haunted you?: my stepdad *shivers* hate!!!&lt;br /&gt;You wanted to kill?: my stepdad or mom&lt;br /&gt;That you laughed at?: Taylor&lt;br /&gt;That laughed at you?: Kevin... on the phone i think&lt;br /&gt;That turned you on?: i don't really know&lt;br /&gt;You went shopping with?: my stepmom Yvonne... yay Victoria's Secret!!! &lt;br /&gt;That broke your heart?:  i don't know&lt;br /&gt;To disappoint you?: my mom&lt;br /&gt;To ask you out?: Heather!! haha, not on an actual date though&lt;br /&gt;To make you cry?: my mom&lt;br /&gt;To brighten up your day?: Emma or Heather&lt;br /&gt;That you thought about?: That special someone who's name starts with a 'B'&lt;br /&gt;You saw a movie with?: my dad and Taylor&lt;br /&gt;You talked to on the phone?: some guy asking for my mom&lt;br /&gt;You talked to through IM/ICQ?: Christina  &lt;br /&gt;You saw?: my mom  &lt;br /&gt;You lost?: i dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right This Moment... &lt;br /&gt;Are you going out?: what do you mean? i'm inside and on the computer... and i'm single  &lt;br /&gt;Will it be with your significant other?: i don't believe so  &lt;br /&gt;Or some random person?: you never know!  &lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing right now?: levi's, a black bra, and a light blue tank top cuz my clothes are in the dryer&lt;br /&gt;Body part you're touching right now: foot... with my other foot &lt;br /&gt;What are you worried about right now?: if my mom will get mad at me today&lt;br /&gt;What book are you reading?:  the book of who the hell cares! &lt;br /&gt;What's on your mousepad?: nothing, i don't have one&lt;br /&gt;Use 5 words to describe how you're feeling: bored, eager, sore (this chair isn't too comfy), needy, wierd&lt;br /&gt;Are you bored?: yes  &lt;br /&gt;Are you tired?:  not really &lt;br /&gt;Are you talking to anyone online?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Are you talking to anyone on the phone?: no  &lt;br /&gt;Are you lonely or content?: content &lt;br /&gt;Are you listening to music?: no... but the dishwasher is making noise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stole this from christina</content>
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    <title>Holy shit, man... look at this hahaha!!</title>
    <published>2004-07-14T16:30:46Z</published>
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    <title>Well HEY!!</title>
    <published>2004-07-14T16:20:43Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I think that it's been a while since I last wrote something here. The thing is that I've been kinda busy and haven't been around a computer or anything with an internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to see a psychiatrist named Dr. Greenburg. He's a pretty cool guy, and he obviously has his PhD and stuff like that. Basically all he did was ask me questions about how I feel, if I think my medication is working for me, what problems I want to fix or get help on- stuff like that. The surprising thing to me is that he said that I don't really have depression, it's just all of the issues I'm dealing with and how I try to handle what is going on. So, I think it went very well to meet Dr. Greenburg for the first time so that I get some help with my medications and those types of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I think that I need to go out more... with friends and stuff. I really want to go out more so I won't feel like no one likes me and get lonely, because that shit sucks ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm gonna call Megan and Julie to hang out or something. I want Julie to come over so she could try out playing the bass again since we both want to be in bands. It'll be fun and stuff... so yeah....</content>
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