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  <title>...wishing only wounds the heart.</title>
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  <updated>2007-03-29T04:40:37Z</updated>
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    <title>fancy_feet88 @ 2007-03-28T20:40:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-29T04:40:37Z</published>
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    <content type="html">babies are cute.</content>
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    <title>fancy_feet88 @ 2007-03-15T17:01:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-16T00:03:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-16T00:03:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">gahhh today is such a good day!&lt;br /&gt;why you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was accepted to:&lt;br /&gt;Santa Barbara&lt;br /&gt;Santa Cruz&lt;br /&gt;Davis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which can add to my other list of places ive been accepted:&lt;br /&gt;San Diego State&lt;br /&gt;Cal Poly&lt;br /&gt;University of Arizona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im 6 for 6!&lt;br /&gt;just waiting for Syracuse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh this is going to be the hardest decision EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sorry if that seems like im bragging. im just so excited.</content>
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    <title>fancy_feet88 @ 2007-01-15T19:35:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-16T03:36:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-16T03:36:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i wish there was a pill you could take to protect your heart&lt;br /&gt;-Desperate Houswives</content>
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    <title>happy</title>
    <published>2005-06-22T17:11:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-22T17:11:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>clark gable- postal service</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i love that feeling&lt;br /&gt;when you are being hugged&lt;br /&gt;and you know the hug is genuine &lt;br /&gt;and that the person hugging you really likes you&lt;br /&gt;and really enjoys hugging you&lt;br /&gt;i love that feeling</content>
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    <title>I know this is long, but please read it</title>
    <published>2005-06-12T05:57:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-12T05:57:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We pray for children&lt;br /&gt;Who put chocolate fingers everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Who like to be tickled&lt;br /&gt;Who stop in puddles and ruin their new pants&lt;br /&gt;Who sneak Popsicles before supper&lt;br /&gt;Who erase holes in math workbooks&lt;br /&gt;Who can never find their shoes&lt;br /&gt;Andy we pray for those&lt;br /&gt;Who stare at photographs from behind barbed wire&lt;br /&gt;Who’ve never squeaked across the floor in new sneakers&lt;br /&gt;Who never “counted potatoes”&lt;br /&gt;Who are born in places we wouldn’t be caught dead in&lt;br /&gt;Who never go to the circus&lt;br /&gt;Who live in an X-rated world&lt;br /&gt;We pray for children&lt;br /&gt;Who bring us sticky kisses and fistfuls of dandelions&lt;br /&gt;Who sleep with the dog and bury the goldfish&lt;br /&gt;Who hug us in a hurry and forget their lunch money&lt;br /&gt;Who cover themselves with Band-Aids and sing off-key&lt;br /&gt;Who squeeze toothpaste all over the sink&lt;br /&gt;Who slurp their soup&lt;br /&gt;And we pray for those&lt;br /&gt;Who never got dessert&lt;br /&gt;Who watch their parents watch them die&lt;br /&gt;Who have no safe blanket to drag behind&lt;br /&gt;Who can’t find any bread to steal&lt;br /&gt;Who don’t have any rooms to clean up&lt;br /&gt;Whose pictures aren’t on anybody’s dresser&lt;br /&gt;Whose monsters are real&lt;br /&gt;We pray for children&lt;br /&gt;Who spend their allowance before Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;Who throw tantrums in the grocery store&lt;br /&gt;And pick at their food&lt;br /&gt;Who like ghost stories&lt;br /&gt;Who shove dirty clothes under the bed&lt;br /&gt;And never rinse out the tub&lt;br /&gt;Who get visits from the tooth fairy&lt;br /&gt;Who don’t like to be kissed in front of the carpool&lt;br /&gt;Who squirm in church and scream in the phone&lt;br /&gt;Whose tears we sometimes laugh at&lt;br /&gt;And whose smiles can make us cry&lt;br /&gt;And we pray for those&lt;br /&gt;Whose nightmares come in the daytime&lt;br /&gt;Who will eat anything&lt;br /&gt;Who have never seen the dentist&lt;br /&gt;Who aren’t spoiled by anybody&lt;br /&gt;Who go to bed hungry and cry themselves to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Who live and move, but have no being&lt;br /&gt;We pray for children &lt;br /&gt;Who want to be carried&lt;br /&gt;And for those who must&lt;br /&gt;For those we never give up on,&lt;br /&gt;And for those who don’t get a chance&lt;br /&gt;Fir those we smother&lt;br /&gt;And for those who will grab the hand on anybody&lt;br /&gt;Kind enough to offer</content>
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    <title>yay this is funny</title>
    <published>2005-05-04T03:19:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-04T03:19:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If you want to play...&lt;br /&gt;1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."&lt;br /&gt;2. I will respond by asking you five questions. I get to pick the questions.&lt;br /&gt;3. You will update your LJ with the answers to the questions and leave the answers as comments on my LJ.&lt;br /&gt;4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alans&lt;br /&gt;[1] Due to Paul's answer...this is probably be one of the questions to everyone. Tell me one crazy/insane thing that you have done that you have not told anyone&lt;br /&gt;----&amp;gt; I blew up a raft and put on a life vest and brought it into a hot tub and tried to row around.. (and this was like.. last summer. or maybe 2 summers ago...but either way i wasn't young)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] Whats your ultimate fantasy? (Sexual or non-sexual or something non-sexual that leads to something sexual or whatever)&lt;br /&gt;----&amp;gt; to go swimming in a pool filled with chocolate milk.. that i could drink while swimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3] Name one of your oddest possessions that you're extremely proud of.&lt;br /&gt;----&amp;gt;a bottle cap collection that began(and ended) in Kindergarden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4] What was one of the first thing that you noticed about me? (preferably that I don't know of)&lt;br /&gt;----&amp;gt;You act innocent sometimes.. especially when youre not and its cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5] Whats the most disgusting thing you've ever done?&lt;br /&gt;----&amp;gt;skinny dipped in a really muddy/dirty lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Reply to this)(Parent)</content>
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    <title>fancy_feet88 @ 2005-04-19T22:15:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-20T05:16:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-20T05:16:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my day just went from EHH to WONDERFUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>fancy_feet88 @ 2005-04-10T10:04:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-10T17:05:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-10T17:05:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">DECEMBER:&lt;br /&gt;Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egoistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're bored:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/GuestViewAlbum.asp"&gt;http://www.dotphoto.com/GuestViewAlbum.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Username: WutUpLO&lt;br /&gt;Password: (there is none)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning &lt;br /&gt;i'm burning a super sweet cd right now :)</content>
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    <title>fancy_feet88 @ 2005-04-09T21:51:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-10T04:57:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-10T04:57:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The drama festival at ohlone took place today as well as yesterday. I was lucky enough to be picked for finals on my monologue (there were only 6 girls our of about thirty so I guess that's pretty good)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, being around all those truly talented people made me question my abilities. ( i know i was just talking to eric about this but...) Sometimes I feel like the moment I progress and excell in the performing arts, someone comes along doing better and being better than me. It's soo discouraging because i never get a chance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now im home. Mainly becuase I'm tired from waking up early this morning.&lt;br /&gt;But it's 10:00&lt;br /&gt;on a saturday night&lt;br /&gt;my parents arent even home.</content>
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    <title>fancy_feet88 @ 2005-04-05T18:43:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-06T01:48:11Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I saw Hannah Bananna at lunch today at Burger King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing Evita tomorrow. I guess it's better than/then going to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days until Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Courtney fails to give me jazz dance details since i will be attending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running away, let's do it.&lt;br /&gt;Free from the ties that bind.&lt;br /&gt;No more despair, or burdens to bear,&lt;br /&gt;Out there in the yonder.</content>
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    <title>summer's on the way...</title>
    <published>2005-04-03T07:38:05Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Today were the auditions for Anything Goes&lt;br /&gt;I felt like they went ok.. woulda been better if i didnt feel so sick...whatever tho im looking forward to seeing what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards everyone hung out... everyone being laura, stacey, courtney, evan cannon, anthony,jordan, jeff, and aimee. it was chill and it reminded me of summer...now that the summer show is being auditioned for it feels like summer is really on the way. and im really looking forward to it. i miss hanging out with my summer clan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways im feeling really sick. i think i just have a cold, but its so hardcore. my eyes wont stop watering and gah. this is terrible and i feel terrible and it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out.</content>
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    <title>fancy_feet88 @ 2005-04-01T17:40:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-02T01:42:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-02T01:43:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the used- all that ive got</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;

look at the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;look how they shine for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;and everything you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;--[you dont know how lovely you are]--&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Happy Friday everyone.&lt;br&gt;
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    <title>Day one of my first "grounded" experience</title>
    <published>2005-04-01T06:47:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-01T06:47:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today (as well as the rest of break) I am grounded. let's not get into details, but that's the way things are currently.
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So I spent the majority of my day alone in my house,
watching tv, doing homework, being online, and talking on the phone. I
really don't feel as isolated as i thought i would.&lt;br&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;again i feel like no one reads this anymore. maybe i should stop this....oh but im so addicted...

i lost my voice and i feel really yuckie.

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fun lyrics I found (i do have a way with finding the best lyrics for my moods):::&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...maybe if i could paint a picture &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;of how beautiful my life is when you're in it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we could work out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but art was never really my thing...&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>im sorry this is my third entry today.</title>
    <published>2005-03-31T08:10:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-31T08:10:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have this habit that I really dislike.&lt;br /&gt;I always say "I love you" to all my friends. Wether I say it affectionately or appolegetically it makes no difference, because I say it all the time. After each time it comes out of my mouth, I always think, "Why would I say that becuase in reality I do not love that person." To me, love is something so precious, so perfect, and it makes me mad that I, along with so many other people, throw the word around like it's no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true, I have never been in love. So I don't even know what love is, but a girl can dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my stupid habits... This needs to stop becuase I want to save the word for someone who really deserves  it.</content>
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    <title>fancy_feet88 @ 2005-03-30T17:43:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-31T01:59:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-31T01:59:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Death cab for cutie- Title and Registration</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm alone.&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time I've been completely alone for over 24 hours. My mom is visiting my sister in Boston, and I don't know where my dad is.  All I know is that I am alone, and I usually love it, but right now I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past couple of days I've been hanging out with Courtney. It's been wonderfully silly.  Last night Courtney, Eric, Michael Wheeler, and I went to Santa Cruz. It was the first time I've been there since summer... We had a good time. It was peaceful. There wasn't too much talking, and it seemed as though everyone was entranced by the flame of the fire we found/made...I was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for Pam to come get my car becuase tomorrow it's making its big movie debut in RENT. I'm quite excited.  After she comes I'm going back to Courtney's to have a barbeque which should be fun. It's somewhat settling to know that her dad likes me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't written in my (handwritten)journal in about a week.  I have so much to say and so much to think, but I just don't feel like materializing my emotions right now. Once they are written they can't be taken back...right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAND I'm off to the Stokes again</content>
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    <title>yayayay!</title>
    <published>2005-03-29T06:51:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-29T06:51:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>damien rice</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This evening I had some quality Courtney Stokes time. It was great since I never play with her anymore. We looked at our prom dresses (I decided on the brown one, unless anyone has any major problems with that) and then we had a photo shoot, ate soup in yummy bread bowls, gossiped, and just hung out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's awesome because even though we weren't really doing anything incredibly speical, I still had a great time. I think it's because Laurney had been seperated for so long. She is so completely my siamese twin and how could I ever get bored with that! (I can't.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also burned me the Damien Rice CD. Which was much needed for a while since Tiffany told me to download one of the songs for the mellow mix that was to be kept in my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was really just a nice day.  Tomorrow I'm most definitely hanging out with Courtney and Laura and having fun as usual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring Break is peaceful.</content>
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    <title>SPRING BREAKKKK! Part II</title>
    <published>2005-03-29T00:43:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-29T00:43:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sum 41</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hello everyone. &lt;br /&gt;So, Beau was on saturday night and it was terrific.  It wasn't the best BBYO dance I've ever been to, but it was pretty fun seeing people dressed up for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren and I were a little bit upset/concerned to find out that ori thinks we lead guys on.  That is not true and it's frustrating me. I keep replaying the conversation and it's really making me confused. not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dance we all went to Denny's in Walnut Creek. I feel like I've been to every Denny's in the bay area at leats once. I'm a pro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we went back to lauren's, but it was sooo early so we dressed up and went back out to Harrison's house where a lot of people were staying.  I was wearing my dress with sweats and Lauren's uggs on, a puffy green vest, and fairy wings. (not to mention i had crazy hair and dark makeup.) lauren wore her undergarments over her swets and sweatshirt and we looked sooo awesome, in a really gross kind of way. it was enjoyable and  stuff..&lt;br /&gt;sunday I stayed at Lauren's for most of the day. We went car shopping for her and it was ok. She wants a station wagon, which is just ugly, but if she's happy then I guess I am too. I had to drive home from p-town represent alone in the pouring rain. fun....&lt;br /&gt;then I played with Courtenay and Jodie after i got home. i love them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today i went prom dress shopping again. came home with two dresses and now i cant decide. &lt;br /&gt;What does everyone think:&lt;br /&gt;Brown and elegant&lt;br /&gt;or pink and prom-y...&lt;br /&gt;i need some advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breaks been pretty social. I've been catching up  on sleep, which is always nice, and I've been in a pretty terrific mood. so all in all im happy and I hope everyone else is too so far! peace out</content>
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    <title>SPRING BREAKKKK!</title>
    <published>2005-03-27T00:26:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-27T00:26:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So here's what i've been up to since spring break began...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday night was sadies...&lt;br /&gt;i went to megan's house and got all charlie's angel-ed out,a nd she did my hair hecka cute and it was fun! hehe so then janice and jesi met us there and we chilled for a bit and then went to the park (but it was freeeeezing) and thennn went to Jesi's house to say hi to her mom ( who is freakin AWESOME!) and then we finally made our way to the dance. we got there early but some people were tailgating and having a little dance party outside of their cars so went and hung out there for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;the dance was pretty fun. i had a good time for the most part. yeahhh. afterwards we didnt do anything tho and that was sad, but whatever. it was a good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i woke up and then went out to lunchw ith evan at the cheesecake factory ( our favoirte place) i pretended to be his cousin... it was amazing. and then we went and shopped around urban. i bought awesome errings and sweatshirt. fun stuff. we spent like 2 hours in there... or practically. &lt;br /&gt;my poor baby had a panic attack tho and had to go to the ER. hes ok now but he makes me worried sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then all today ive been dress shopping for prom. cant fne anyhting that i look good in. pew. this is noooot fun. annnnd im about to go get ready for beau which will be awesome. and thats all. i hope everyones break is going good. feel free to call and let me know what youre up to. byeee</content>
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    <title>fancy_feet88 @ 2005-03-23T20:34:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-24T04:49:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-24T04:49:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>frou frou</lj:music>
    <content type="html">There's only one day left.  I'm so excited for spring break because I'm completely worn out.  I need time to rest, regroup, and play of course, so that i can be better prepared for the end of the school year.  Lately I have been slacking, not studying for tests, and not even doing my homework.  I don't have an excuse, so I ignore it and write it all off as if there was no problem whatsoever.  &lt;br /&gt;   This school year has been going by fairly quickly.  I almost wish it hadn't though.  When the school year ends, it is just closer to loosing more people to colleges no so local.  It seems as if each year it becomes harder and harder, and as much as they all will promise to call, write, or let me visit, over time it gets hard as they all will be making new friends, and new memories which will easily replace the ones they have shared with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Today was a good day.  In my second jazz class i worked my stomach really good.  I need to start getting fit again for summer.  I've decided to become a red eat vegetarian. I realized that I don't really like red meat and there's no reason to have it in my diet, raising my cholesterol, when I don't even enjoy it.  &lt;br /&gt;     I wish you all could see me at this very moment. I'm wearing sweats a sweatshirt and a big green parka from my days on a swim team. I look completely ridiculous, but at least I am cozy so whatever!&lt;br /&gt;    I really sincerely hope that everyone had a good day and all of those who are in Alameda County: Only one more day! And for those at Irvington: Only a half a day WITH a rally. I think i can handle this. &lt;br /&gt;   Peace.</content>
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    <title>happy to keep his dinner warm</title>
    <published>2005-03-23T02:40:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-29T00:54:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">dont think about him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was so blue.&lt;br /&gt;listening to jill scott in the pouring rain in evans car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but fun moment...when evan gave our orders at burger king with an accent. hilllarious...&lt;br /&gt;and someone else asked me today if we were dating.&lt;br /&gt;what would you all think if one day me and evan started dating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if were both not married by the time we're thirty we're getting married.... knowing me.. and my luck...i better prepare myself for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms. bell says that its common for performers to have low self esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my computer finally died. and usuing daddys lap top is getting quite annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took a quiz today at school to see what kind of career i should be in. it said i should be a designer...which means jobs in performing, or being on television, or being a journalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would love to be a journalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is random. i really dont know why ive been in the mood to write again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace</content>
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    <title>Am i rediculous to think the things i do?</title>
    <published>2005-03-22T00:15:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-22T00:25:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>brand new</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Isn't it interesting to know that i probably affect someone.&lt;br&gt;i feel so small and unimportant at times and yet, even when im not saying anything, not looking special, not being crazy or weird, im probably affecting SOMEONE...right?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;also, doesn't it seem weird that someone probably knows a lot about you and you dont even know their name.&lt;br&gt;i wonder if theres someone, somewhere, who knows about me, or even has talked about me, even though i dont know them...i wonder....&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;ive been tired.&lt;br&gt;afriad i have mono since its going around dance. and we share everything.&lt;br&gt;ive also been feeling very lonely. &lt;strong&gt;sometimes i wish i had someone to talk to...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;i really dont mean to be a downer.. even though evan says that its all livejournals are really for... to talk about the bad stuff in your life...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;only..i wish i had the courage to tell someone in person... but sometimes the things i think are so unlike me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;dont question why i act all cheery at school or wherever i see you....because usually i dont think about &amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;those things&lt;/em&gt; until im home alone, or driving now...and then i don't know. everything becomes clear when im without distraction&lt;/p&gt;
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thank goodness for dancing...i would be a big ball of fire if i didnt have my dancing.. (lyrical especailly)
i swear im not emo. please dont hate me?
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    <title>fancy_feet88 @ 2005-03-20T14:36:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-20T22:38:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-20T22:38:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">charlie brown was amazing. thats all i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;it was especially fun seeing all the bitches&lt;br /&gt;but i dunno i dont feel good&lt;br /&gt;and i havent eaten anythign substantial all weekend cuz im not hungry. and wtf im teh biggest fat ass in the world and i dont understand it. &lt;br /&gt;and im tired alllll time.&lt;br /&gt;i could fall asleep right now&lt;br /&gt;and anythign goes auditions are in 2 weeks and i havent even thought about it yet. what should i sing?&lt;br /&gt;i hope everyone having a good day while i go to a foundation meeting.</content>
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    <title>fancy_feet88 @ 2005-03-19T09:54:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-19T18:00:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-19T18:00:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">uhhh...
sometime i dont know.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;im frustrated.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i feel left out. and i feel like people find every opportunity to replace me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
i hate how you cant hate those certain people becuase they are sooo
nice and so fun, but you hate them anyway. because they're replacing
you. i guess i see why they all like her better than me anyways, but it
really sucks.&lt;br&gt;
and i feel like i dont even know my friends anymore.&lt;br&gt;
and i feel like im just there when they need an encouraging word or
someone to vent too but the friendship doesnt exceed much further.&lt;br&gt;
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gah. wtf. i was so happy and soooo glad to not care about stuff like
this anymore, but even good situations create drama and it drives me
crazy.&lt;br&gt;
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and i havent written forever. or a good entry becuase im too tired all the time and i have too much homework.&lt;br&gt;
but i did comment on an entry of courtney's and it made me sad. cuz we
dont even hang out anymore and some of my best memories are with her.
most of them.&lt;br&gt;
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    <title>fancy_feet88 @ 2005-03-11T19:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-12T03:06:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-12T03:06:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my february was so terrible but march is already compensating.&lt;br /&gt;i got my license today! so yay&lt;br /&gt;aaaand i dunno ive been sick a lot the past couple of weeks but it doesnt shake the reat mood im in write now.&lt;br /&gt;shit its friday night and its time to partyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;dance competition tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;ill inform you on how i do.</content>
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    <title>fancy_feet88 @ 2005-02-28T20:13:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-01T04:18:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-01T04:18:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>american idol finalist</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so i really really must say that im an quite happy that February is over. ive just had about the worst month in a long time and im ready to start over and for things to start going my way maybe? hopefully....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i had a good weekend at least.&lt;br /&gt;i was at kesher for those who&lt;br /&gt;a)werent there&lt;br /&gt;b) didnt know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a great great time. a lot of fun inside jokes, but im really not in the mood to talk baout it. who knows...&lt;br /&gt;i met a lot of hotties. &lt;br /&gt;ok fine ill talk about a few:&lt;br /&gt;-im married to eli&lt;br /&gt;-Thomas lies..and his dad is not from detroit?&lt;br /&gt;-spooned with laurie again&lt;br /&gt;-me and lauren were supposed to beat box at the talet show and sam was gunna freestyle what what!!&lt;br /&gt;-drying hair with paper towels&lt;br /&gt;-laurie's boobs&lt;br /&gt;-me and stephanies babies. i mean boobs.&lt;br /&gt;uhmm..there was tons more. who knows. i love everyone.</content>
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