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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Jun 2009 14:55:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Don Pablo&apos;s Story Time!</title>
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  <description>I recently became a server at Don Pablo&apos;s, thinking it would be much better than hosting. No dealing with people crying for a booth, no one stranding me in the middle of the restaurant with nowhere to go because they don&apos;t like &quot;this booth&quot;. No more &quot;I&apos;ve been waiting for an hour and you said 45 minutes, how HARD is it to tell time&quot;. ANYWAY. Here&apos;s why my night as a new server almost killed me and how I really can&apos;t wait to have a REAL JOB. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a 4 table section. My 3rd table sat is a white trash mom, 18ish year old daughter, and 16ish year old son. I greet them with chips and already know I&apos;m in for it when the mom asks for 2 waters, with lemon... and sugar, and a coke. Free lemonade, how creative. Whatever, not a big deal. The next time I come back to the table she wants free soft tortillas. She&apos;s already pissing me off so I tell her they only come with dips. &quot;Well... I know if you ask for them, you get them for free&quot; WHATEVER LADY. I get her her free tortillas. I come back. This time she wants HOT chips, and BUTTER for her tortillas. Umm what? Well lady, I&apos;m not sure if we even have butter.. but ok. So I get new chips, it&apos;s really not up to me if they&apos;re hot or not, they&apos;re all kept in a chip warmer. And my manager finds me margarine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come back and they need more tortillas, but they&apos;re ready to order. She orders combos, but changes all of them. &quot;She&apos;s gonna get this one.. but instead of chicken enchilada, she needs a bean enchilada... and instead of a beef taco, she needs a bean one. And since we&apos;re getting no meat, they always courtesy us with free avocado and like an extra spoon bread&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No they don&apos;t! WHAT? So I&apos;m running around like crazy because I still have 3 OTHER tables of normal people who might actually give me a tip, but I really need a manager&apos;s help to put this nutty order in. The boy got 3 tacos with no vegetables, at least that one was easy enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bring out their food and explain that the avocado cannot be free, but I can send a manager over if they have a problem with that. The daughter complains that &quot;beans are cheaper than chicken&quot; and the mom says &quot;yeah it&apos;s cheaper.. and you can go explain that to your manager, we don&apos;t need to talk to him&quot; OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they call me over again.. the boy won&apos;t eat the &quot;disgusting&quot; tacos. He doesn&apos;t like the chicken in them, he wants fajita chicken meat. That&apos;s more expensive, and I explain that. He doesn&apos;t really care, he just wants better chicken. So I take his plate, go into the kitchen and tell the manager that I need 3 new tacos with fajita chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They eat, they want boxes for their tacos, CHIPS, AND SALSA.. (are these people homeless?).. THEN the mom asks &quot;so.. what do you do for birthdays?&quot; OMGodzilla. I explain the free sopapillas. She asks what they are. I tell her. She says &quot;well, it was his birthday a few days ago&quot; with a like &quot;didn&apos;t you know this already? smirk&quot; LUCKILY the boy says &quot;no.. i don&apos;t want people singing to me&quot; THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I bring them their check.. She gives me a crumpled up coupon that expired close to 2 years ago. My manager said she was so cheap that they don&apos;t even MAKE these anymore, and she most likely ripped it off. Their check ends up being $16 and I get a $2 tip for all the torment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I&apos;m getting yelled at to slice more lemons, fill the ice, and stock more tumblers in the kitchen because that&apos;s my sidework. UGH. No one should get paid $2.13 an hour for all the manual labor this place makes you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s much worse than I thought, of course, but I&apos;ll save more stories for later!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Sep 2008 02:45:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ruining the magic of restaurants</title>
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  <description>Alrighty. I&apos;ve decided to fill everyone in on what it&apos;s like to work at a restaurant. If you are or know someone who I&apos;m about to describe, well, sorry. You should change. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. As far as stupid jobs go.. you know, the ones you get without a college degree, this one isn&apos;t terrible. I&apos;m surrounded by people my age, I don&apos;t have a ton of responsibility, my outfit isn&apos;t too complicated, and I don&apos;t get out too late. You know what makes my job awful? Customers. People who think they own the world. Why would I even have a job if it was up to you where you sit? HUH? I&apos;d be replaced by a sign that says PLEASE SEAT YOURSELF, DOOFUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the types of people I encounter and a little bit of why they make me want to rip my hair out. Seriously, I think my life expectancy has gone down a little from working here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. By far the worst is the &quot;Actually.. can I have a booth?&quot;er. Not only is this usually not convenient for me, because we have about a 3:1 table to booth ratio, and usually a server gets screwed when you ask for one, but most people WAIT till I put the menus and silverware on the table before asking. Why not tell me first? You still suck, but not QUITE as much, because at least that way I can come up with a game plan without looking like an idiot trying to find you a booth with a server who isn&apos;t super busy or like, you know, actually at work. (We tend to only have 2 or 3 servers on at 4, and for some reason we&apos;re always slammed.) &quot;Well THAT booth is open. SEE?&quot; Thanks, idiot.. I SEE the booth, but no one&apos;s here to get that one. K?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. People who don&apos;t understand call ahead seating. That&apos;s ok. Til you YELL at ME. Me? Like I made the rule? I&apos;m sorry you didn&apos;t understand me on the phone, even though I explained it as if you were a 6 year old. &quot;No, I&apos;m sorry, we cannot write your name down unless we&apos;re on a wait&quot;. That&apos;s the rule. If you come in 20 minutes later and there&apos;s a 10 minute wait, I&apos;m SORRY, but I cannot tell the future. Nor can the managers. So stop yelling at me. You can wait 10 minutes for your damn tacos. You wanna yell at me, yell at the manager, and then leave? Fine. Have fun with your friends. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. People who get up and move themselves without telling anyone. They decided they wanted a booth. They decided it was too dark. They don&apos;t tell anyone, they just move. What the HELL. How does your tiny brain possibly think that that&apos;s a good idea? OH OH. And when no server comes over, because they moved somewhere WITH no server, they finally do come yell at me. Where&apos;s my server? I&apos;ve been sitting for 20 minutes! I&apos;m sorry, MORON, I didn&apos;t see you moved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The &quot;Oh, you can&apos;t have a high chair at a booth? That&apos;s ok, we&apos;ll take a booster seat&quot; *Proceeds to move a high chair to said booth*. ASSHOLE. I told you no high chair at a booth. Know why? Your baby&apos;s head wouldn&apos;t look so good covered in smoldering hot fajita meat. Also, if the restaurant catches on fire, the damn high chair is in the way. Just LISTEN. I said NO. It&apos;s for your safety, I couldn&apos;t give a crap. One time a lady left because I told her no high chairs at a booth. She made her husband and kids leave. Are the booths that great? I don&apos;t even get it. They&apos;re not even comfortable at our restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The person who starts giving me their drink order. Haha, ok they don&apos;t really make me too mad. They&apos;re just too stupid to realize I&apos;m not their server.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Story! This lady yesterday wanted a booth by a window, and YELLED at her husband to go sit. So I brought him over to one. She gets out of the bathroom and looks confused. I show her where he is and she says &quot;I didn&apos;t want THAT booth. I want THAT one&quot;. So I stare at her, and say &quot;alright, you can switch&quot; So she makes me GET her husband for her. Bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The &quot;Oh, I know where I want to sit&quot;er. Therefore making me follow THEM to a seat. Thanks a lot. You know, I have one dumb job here, can I please do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. People with rude kids. They push me to get into the seat, they tell me I forgot to give them crayons, not &quot;please can I have some&quot;, they yell and push and want dough and vomit and JUST DIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. People who leave NO tip. That&apos;s not even my money and I still hate you. Do you realize you just made that server do work for FREE for the last hour when you do that? Especially you people who have a group of 13, order all kids meals, and still leave a 5% tip. That also goes for people who sit at a table for 5 hours and don&apos;t leave more than 20%. You just ruined someone&apos;s night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. People who tell me the bathroom is a mess, when it totally isn&apos;t. Oh, was that one paper towel in the sink bothering you? Sorry, I moved it. Because I&apos;m your slave. Yep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. People who ask to be seated away from other people. Umm what? You don&apos;t like people? You&apos;re ocd about sitting near people? I know where to seat you. In your own damn kitchen. People come to restaurants. And they&apos;re allowed to bring their kids. You can stand to sit near them. Stop being a jerk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How long til I sit?&quot; &quot;Why can&apos;t I have that booth?&quot; &quot;Get me more salsa.&quot; &quot;Go clean the bathroom.&quot; &quot;Here&apos;s your 40 cent tip.&quot; &quot;I want, I need, You suck.&quot; I can&apos;t wait to graduate college and boss these people around! :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 16 Oct 2007 12:15:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Quick update so everyone on LJ knows what I&apos;ve been up to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t believe it&apos;s halfway through October :0. School&apos;s alright. It&apos;s a lot harder than I expected it to be this year, but I&apos;m getting through it. I have a midterm and quiz this week. 3 out of my 5 classes shouldn&apos;t be a problem, but 2 are pretty difficult. I have the worst teacher ever for History of Modern Judaism. Is the 15th century modern? I think not. And Spanish is scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO. Miss Saigon! You all need to see it :)&lt;br /&gt;www.roadcompany.com  &lt;br /&gt;First actual dress rehearsal tonight. Exciting, but it&apos;s going to be a loooong day. And, I finally caught that inevitable &quot;cast disease&quot; haha. Everyone&apos;s sneezing and coughing, and only a few.. knock on wood.. are throwing up. But we have a  few days do get over it.  We have two adorable kids, 3 and 4 years old. It&apos;s hard getting them to do what we want, but it&apos;s so cute! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that.. I&apos;ve been trying to squeeze in fun. Renn faire next week hopefully! And helping out with HSO at school. And feeding the homeless with NJPIRG, which will be easier when I have more weekdays off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for Halloween too. No one put up flyers for costume ball at school, so I hope some people show up, or else it will be LAME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that&apos;s it. OH HEY. since most my friends on here were in chorus or band, Mr. C&apos;s wife is in Miss Saigon too. You should go just to see that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll update again.. maybe when I&apos;m pregnant or something. Peace out!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 18 Mar 2007 21:40:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Looked like fun, and I like to copy Jamie to be cool AND rad :D</title>
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  <description>1. Name a movie that you have seen more than 10 times.&lt;br /&gt;40 Year Old Virgin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Name a movie that you’ve seen multiple times in the theater.&lt;br /&gt;Snakes On A Plane.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Name an actor that would make you more inclined to see a movie.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, maybe Adam Sandler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Name an actor that would make you less likely to see a movie.&lt;br /&gt;Usually Will Ferell, but then I end up seeing his movies and kind of liking them anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Name a movie that you can and do quote from.&lt;br /&gt;Veeeyyy nice, how much?.. Lately, Borat..... I will never know the title of that movie in its entirity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Name a movie musical that you know all of the lyrics to all of the songs.&lt;br /&gt;oy, Sound of Music? Maybe 95% of the words.. Footloose, even though that doesn&apos;t really count&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Name a movie that you have been known to sing along with.&lt;br /&gt;Rent, Beauty and The Beast, Wizard of Oz... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Name a movie that you would recommend everyone see.&lt;br /&gt;The Island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Name a movie that you own.&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ve Got Mail (first DVD I ever bought!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Name an actor that launched his/her entertainment career in another medium but who has surprised you with his/her acting chops.&lt;br /&gt;Um Al Gore? I know I have a good answer, but I can&apos;t think of one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Have you ever seen a movie in a drive-in? If so, what?&lt;br /&gt;no, actually :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Ever made out in a movie?&lt;br /&gt;once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Name a movie that you keep meaning to see but just haven’t yet gotten around to it.&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte&apos;s Web&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Ever walked out of a movie?&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m pretty sure I haven&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Name a movie that made you cry in the theater.&lt;br /&gt;My Dog Skip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Popcorn?&lt;br /&gt;lol, I&apos;ll eat some if someone else buys it. I&apos;m not crazy about it, but it&apos;s still addicting once you have your first humongous handful of it. I like it with m&amp;ms in it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. How often do you go to the movies (as opposed to renting them or watching them at home)?&lt;br /&gt;probably 2-3 times a month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What’s the last movie you saw in the theater?&lt;br /&gt;300 &amp;lt;-- me too Jamie! We should talk about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What’s your favorite/preferred genre of movie?&lt;br /&gt;incrediby clever and hilarious, but I do enjoy the occasional so-scary-i-watch-through-the-cracks-of-my-fingers-movie, and any big bad fighting movie that everyone says is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What’s the first movie you remember seeing in the theater?&lt;br /&gt;The Jungle Book.  I cried because I wanted to see something else haha. I was DUMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What movie do you wish you had never seen?&lt;br /&gt;House of a Thousand Corpses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What is the weirdest movie you enjoyed?&lt;br /&gt;.... One Hell of A Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is the scariest movie you’ve seen?&lt;br /&gt;hhmmm, maybe the first Saw, or Silent Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What is the funniest movie you’ve seen?&lt;br /&gt;Borat in some ways, but there are too many to answer this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner time, BYE</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Aug 2006 20:04:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m going to write what I think about almost eevverryoone on my friends list.  There are only 15 in total anyway :). Maybe I&apos;ll do 10. It&apos;ll probably be hard for everyone to figure out who I&apos;m talking about.  Some of you probably don&apos;t even know I&apos;m your friend on here.  But it sounds fun, so here I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think you are a character right out of a beautifully written best seller.  BUT not a trashy book in the least, because you are one of the most genuine, loving, and amazingly innocent people on this planet. You are always there for everyone, and you have helped me so much.  I hope that I&apos;ve given you half of what you&apos;ve given me. Thanks for being a great friend to everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are incredibly smart, talented, and a great friend who doesn&apos;t always get all you deserve.  You&apos;re always there for all of your friends, most I don&apos;t know personally.. but I know you are always there for them.  You&apos;re so understanding and you have a really great view on things, and that has helped me out a lot.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked who my best friend is, I usually can&apos;t give an answer, but you always come to mind first.  We&apos;ve been through just about everything, but never anything too bad. Most things are just hilarious or gross or amazing.  You helped me to find a lot of my best friends now because they were yours before.  You have the IQ of 50 9th grade IPS teachers, and the free spirit of 5 Sra. Grossmans.  I know you&apos;re going to live the best kind of life, with happiness flowing out the wazoo, and hopefully 10-15 kids named after characters in books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really believe in fate because we are friends.  Whenever I get totally bummed that no one &quot;gets it&quot; I always think of you.  At least someone just understands.  You genuinely care about people.  You&apos;ve helped me out so much, and we&apos;ve been through so many things. You&apos;re totally smart and talented and you have a great group of friends. I could never imagine getting in a fight with you or having anything bad to say about you ever.  We have the best conversations about other people haha! I hope you get everything you ever want, and I think I&apos;ll see your name in lights one day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were and always will be an inspiration to thousands.  You were an amazing person and I know you&apos;re doing better things right now.  You were as strong and sweet as they come, and we miss you like crazy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never great friends with you, but I always thought you were such an amazing person.  You are one of the most talented people I know.  You&apos;re very classy and worldly and I actually looked up to you a lot of times.  You were there for me when I just needed SOMEONE ELSE.  I think you&apos;re going to be crazy successful and hopefully disgustingly rich. You&apos;re also one of the only other people I know who actually had a bat-mitzvah. So you just rock.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don&apos;t actually use this journal, but what the heck?  You&apos;re one of my best friends and have been for such a long time.  You were one of my very first highschool friends and we sure have done a lot.  You&apos;ve taught me things, and introduced me to a ton of people. You&apos;re so much fun and you really appreciate life. You and I are incredibly similar, even though we&apos;ve done a lot of things separately and have grown apart in some ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ve got a huge brain, and really good friends.  You&apos;re also incredibly obnoxious.  I know you do a lot of really cool things, and that&apos;s really great for you.  I know you&apos;ll have a great life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were never too close, but we share some best friends.  We did have some times when we were much closer, and they were fun.  I think you&apos;ve been through a lot of kind of sucky things, but you have a very bright and cheerful personality and smile that could make anyone happy.  You&apos;re very talented, and of course going to WTHS, you never got all you deserved.. but I think one day you will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are one of the happiest people anyone knows. I&apos;m not sure what you&apos;re going to school for, but if it&apos;s child care or education, you will surely be successful. Honestly, sometimes it bothered me, the giddy-ness.  But you were always there to give a compliment or make someone smile.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anywho.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t want to go back to school :(&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out and do fun things every night! Call me :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Jul 2006 15:12:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So today is my first day off in 5 days.  It&apos;s also technically my only day off this week, but I told those suckers I&apos;m not coming in Saturday.  I only work tomorrow till 4, so my crotch finally gets a good break. Yesterday we closed the park around 4:30 because of suspicious clouds.  I was stuck in cove almost all day, which is the worst place to  be.  It&apos;s for little kids, but not the littlest.  So you deal with a huge line of 6ish-14ish year olds asking CAN I GO NOOWW? But this really cute thing happened that made it ok.  These two kids, maybe 7 and 8, had a little sister in a life jacket.  She was probably 2.  So this really adorable little blonde girl didn&apos;t understand how to wait in the line.  All the other obnoxious kids were getting mad, and also, she kept sliding right after the person in front of her, and ended up landing on them. When her sister and brother tried to hold her back, she screamed and cried, so they gave up.  So, I thought it would be a good idea to tell her to wait with me and hold my hand. She went for that, for the most part.  So when she ran up and got in front of 4 people, I held her hand till those 4 went, then I told her she could go. She always went on her stomach, feet first.  So she yelled &quot;byyyeee&quot; the whole way down, and blew kisses. It was super adorable.  About 5 girls asked if she was my daughter.  Shows what kind of people go to Clementon Park lol.  I asked her what her name was and she kept saying More... she meant she wanted to slide again haha. So I asked if she could spell it, and she pointed to her arm.  On it, the name Ashley was written, and she said &quot;Ah-ley&quot;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a baby. :D</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Jul 2006 01:12:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Why not just keep updating? This could be an almost regular thing!&lt;br /&gt;If I only update when I&apos;m super bored.. then there will be a new post only once every few minutes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let&apos;s see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night Ed asked if I wanted to see Superman at the IMAX theater at the Franklin Institute.  I answered with a  &apos;heck yes&apos;. By the time it was time to get going, apparently we lost half the people we were going with.  It ended up being Ed, me, Jamie, and two youngsters with dirty mouths. We let one of them drive, and THAT was an adventure.  We survived, parked, got inside.. and the guy laughed at us because it was sold out. Niiiice. Ed was going to buy tickets online *sure*, but that smarty decided it was better not to.  We bought nachos and drinks, sat there, tried to figure out the best way to sneak in.. (I forgot my purse.. I forgot my baby) then we gave up and went to Ed&apos;s to watch LAME movies. I sorta fell asleep on his couch during &quot;Kicking and Screaming&quot;, and then Jamie and I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuuuesday I put on my very adorable red shirt with blue and white stars ($4.88 ;)) and expected to have a wonderful Fourth of July.  And when is it NOT wonderful? I guess when it rains.  No one was doing much, and everyone was unsure about the happening-ness of the fireworks.  I collected a bored Jamie, and summoned a bored Megan.. and we partied ourselves. We watched some Avery step-touches, and then we got cake, pie, and.. soup at 5 points, and entertained the poor Greek waiter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Diet coke...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hi!!!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we just came back here, talked about people, watched part of &quot;Loose Change&quot; and called it a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had to work today, but Clementon Park closes at the sight of a raindrop now, so nope. And that was pretty sucky, because I really needed to talk to a manager about a few things. Not to mention, goodbye to another 40 something dollars. I had nothing to do allll day. I only left the house once.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then something and someone annoyed me. But what else is new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Phillies are losing, but not so horribly</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Jul 2006 01:02:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Wow! Jayne&apos;s updating her journal? Is it the end of the world or something? I think I gave a lame update around Christmas, but other than that.. it&apos;s been a good year.  I&apos;m just super bored and decided it would be fun to tell everyone about my loverly weekend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as most of my best buddies know, I lived in Virginia for a good part of my life.  I moved there from Georgia when I was 3 and moved to En Jay when I was 10.  Anywho, that&apos;s where I was all weekend.  Not too close to my old house or anything, but I did get to go through the tunnel in Baltimore that I used to go through everytime we came to Philly.  We also stopped in the incredibly ghetto rest stop in MD, that we can never just pass by. Nooosstaalllggiaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The occasion for this trip to the State for lloovvers was my cousin, Kim&apos;s wedding! I only have 7 cousins, and only two are girls.  So, this was exciting.  Shelby and I were bridesmaids, and there are about a million pictures of us in our EMERALD GREEN, not TEAL *ahem*, dresses.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems this entry is going to be insanely long, but you should read it because it&apos;s been a year, and you know, you love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Friday we drove down to VA, it&apos;s about a 2 and a half hour ride.  We got to the hotel and went straight to the pool. LIES. Actually, first.. I discovered the free internet. Sweet.  Can&apos;t be without myspace.. especially when I have awesome pictures to share.  The weather all weekend was amazing. After a few hours of talking to old people at the pool, we got ready to go to the rehearsal and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rehearsal took about 10 minutes.  The best man, maid of honor, bridesmaids, grandparents, and parents of the bride and groom learned what to do at the wedding. Basically.. we learned where to stand, where NOT to stand, and which candle the mothers better not light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was interesting, but definitely a good time.  The restaurant had a newly born America type theme.  Everything in the city of Alexandria is named for or is a tribute to old presidents or places. We ate way too much trifle, got gifts from my cousin for being in the bridal party, and we watched a slideshow of pictures made by the groom&apos;s friend.  That was amazingly entertaining.  The groom definitely went through an awkward stage, and it got slightly pornographic. A guy with a George Washington hairstyle came in and talked at about 100 words a second in 1700s babble.  He was awesome, that John Douglas Hall.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo Saturday morning- I woke up and met Kim, her maid of honor, Kim... the other bridesmaid Jaime, and my aunt to go get our hair done. Yes.. all day there were 2 Kims, a Jayne, and a Jaime.  We all got different hairstyles all containing curls.  Mine stayed in for about 8 minutes, as you can see in my &quot;sex hair&quot; picture on myspace.  Kim&apos;s hair was gorgeous.. so was Kim&apos;s :p.  The hair people provided us with an unhealthy breakfast, and we had some awesome conversation as everyone was finishing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran back to the hotel to grab dresses, shoes, makeup, and Shelby.  A shuttle took us over to Fort Belvoir, where the wedding was.  This place was AMAZING. We needed ID just to get in the gates. It&apos;s an army base with huge, cookie cutter kind of houses just for families with someone in the army.  It was an entire town, really.  There was a beautiful apartment just for us to get pretty.  Out the window, we saw army brats swimming, and we had food, drinks, and MTV.  The last bridesmaid met us there.  One never came, because she had a baby that morning! That took a bit of rearranging for Kim. Every girl ended up with two groomsmen. There were so many pregnant girls around, including the bridesmaid that met us there.  There were photographers everywhere we went.  So we were pretty much half naked, half made up, and there were still pictures being taken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got into our dresses, and we matched perfectly! Originally, there was one dress.. but it didn&apos;t fit everyone.  I&apos;m assuming this is one out of about ten times small boobs will come in handy.  Kim decided to let all the girls get any dress they wanted, as long as it was the same color.  And we did a great job of matching, without ever seeing eachother&apos;s dresses.  Although, everyone knew what mine looked like because I used the first dress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as the guests arrived, we all marched out and did everything we practiced. No one fell! It was the most beautiful wedding I&apos;ve ever seen. It was outside, in a gazebo, with perfect weather.  The ceremony was quick. Rich smashed a glass with his foot (He&apos;s not a Jew! That&apos;s what&apos;s so sweet about compromise :))  Everyone cried, then we left for more pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we got to party.  Shelby and I traded our skin colored heels for flip flops.  We ate way too much again, and we danced like no one was watching. Even though, more pictures were being taken. We decided that was awkward.  Shelby and I were the only people who knew that Cotton Eyed Joe is a line dance, so everyone thought we made it up.  Speeches were given, cake was cut, everyone started to fall asleep, or fall over from drinking.. and we went back to the hotel to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we met everyone for breakfast, and we left to do a bit of sight-seeing before coming home.  It was really hot, but we did pop in and out of a few art galleries and expensive shoe stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at a different ghetto rest stop, and were home in no time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was my weekend.  I had an awesome time.. I saw so many happy people, and stuff like that just has to give you faith that happiness is out there for everyone.  Everyone&apos;s got to find true love, a best friend to share his or her life with.  Kim found an amazing guy, and I know they are going to have SO much fun together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reverand told Kim and Rich that there are 7 words they must remember, and everything will always work out.  He wished them love as deep as the ocean, troubles as thin and scarce as the foam by the sea.. but when ripples come, these 7 words will save them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I love you, and I forgive you&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Happy Sunday, everyone</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2005 22:10:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Merry Christmas.. it&apos;s a post FROM THE DEAD SI</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;500&quot; style=&quot;border:1px solid black; background-color:white; color:black;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://triggur.org/dearsanta/santa.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;Dear Santa...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This year I&apos;ve been busy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In January I committed genocide... Sorry about that, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_flashaddict&apos; lj:user=&apos;flashaddict&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://flashaddict.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://flashaddict.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;flashaddict&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-5000 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In May I helped &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_italianseashell&apos; lj:user=&apos;italianseashell&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://italianseashell.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://italianseashell.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;italianseashell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; see the light &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(8 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In August I bought porn for &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_cannedpeaches89&apos; lj:user=&apos;cannedpeaches89&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://cannedpeaches89.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://cannedpeaches89.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;cannedpeaches89&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-10 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In April &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_xhobazx&apos; lj:user=&apos;xhobazx&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://xhobazx.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://xhobazx.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;xhobazx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I donated clothes to the needy &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(11 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Wednesday I set &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_xspicy_monkeyx&apos; lj:user=&apos;xspicy_monkeyx&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://xspicy-monkeyx.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://xspicy-monkeyx.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;xspicy_monkeyx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&apos;s puppy on fire &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-66 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Overall, I&apos;ve been &lt;b&gt;naughty&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-5057 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  For Christmas I deserve &lt;b&gt;a lump of coal&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br&gt;sithephotoguy&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form action=&quot;http://triggur.org/dearsanta/&quot;&gt;Write your letter to Santa!  Enter your LJ username:&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;uname&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Write Santa!&quot;&gt;&lt;/form&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Jun 2005 01:49:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I definitely updated yesterday and livejournal&apos;s a bitch and it never showed up, so I think I&apos;m officially done with the journal. I don&apos;t wanna repeat everything, I just said work sucks and I have to work way too much, Danielle&apos;s party was fun, and to IM me about my grad. party. Oh and prom and all was fun, ask for pics, or there are a few on the myspace yadda yadda yadda. I&apos;m out.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 May 2005 02:25:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Soo I feel like updating, on like, what the fuck ever. Before I officially start this useless update on nothing, I would like to thank the fire drill GOD who saved me from failing a calc test today. Thank you, my body is forever yours. OK anywho wow my computer is acting really weird and slow and annoying. Tomorrow I get to do nothing while pretending to help middle school kids do whatever. That&apos;ll be fun. And theres pizza and icecream, BUT thats not why im doing it. Hello? It&apos;s for helping children, who have educated teachers helping them every day, to understand things that I still don&apos;t get. Hmm. Soo in anatomy today we had the 2nd period to do nothing. We read embarassing stories and everything else in cosmo girl and other shiz. Hey we don&apos;t get any review for that final. I *love* my teachers this year. In Spanish we sat and looked at pictures. Yum. I memorized a poem for English in lunch. Hah OK, i have a story. But it&apos;s probably hard to explain. Here goes.. SO in English today this kid, who i wont say his name becuase i&apos;m nice, totally fucked up the poem. And Mr. Valerio was like &quot;Sshhhh.. if you listen you can actually hear *poet&apos;s name which i forget* turning in his grave&quot; which is a phrase I&apos;ve never heard before ... So then my parents and I were just watching Worst Auditions on Americal idol.. and this guy was singing really badly and Ryan Seacrest was like &quot;If you listen carefully, you can actually hear Frank Sinatra....&quot; and i was like....  TURNING IN HIS GRAVE!?? and Ryan said &quot;... turning over in his grave&quot; I&apos;m a frigging psychic. Awww Miss Valez left band :(. hale-freaking-lujah OK she was a nice person and all. BUT HOLY CRAP. Wasting 20 minutes a day playing the same 6 notes over and over in different patterns when we have a concert coming up. And this orchestra song. baahahaha it&apos;s written in like, complete gibberish. I numbered the measures and by the end i was 6 or 8 off or something rediculous. Welll I think it&apos;s time to stop. I&apos;m in an interesting mood. Not happy or sad or mad or lecherous or squeamish or blind or pink. Just like woah.. WOAH WOAH WOAH. Ah, love, let us be true to one another for your world is column A and mine&apos;s like column shit. haha &amp;lt;3 Michael Flores. END</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 May 2005 22:36:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>me, a-z!&lt;br /&gt;Current mood: dorky &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - Age you got your first kiss: 14...... u can shut up &lt;br /&gt;B - Band listening to right now: actualllly, none exactly, but i keep singing Century Plant from Camp&lt;br /&gt;C - Crush: Some jerkface that I liked before and will probably stop soon&lt;br /&gt;D - Dad&apos;s name: Alan&lt;br /&gt;E - Easiest person&apos;s to talk to: Megan, Ashley, or my guy friends&lt;br /&gt;F - Favorite bands at the moment: Whatevr, i don&apos;t have favorites, just ones i dont like i guess&lt;br /&gt;G - Gummy worms or gummy bears? worms&lt;br /&gt;H - Hometown: born in Philly, but lived in Marlton.. but I guess you&apos;d have to say twp is because I&apos;m here now, or something&lt;br /&gt;I - Instruments: clarinet&lt;br /&gt;J- Junior High: Chestnut Ridge&lt;br /&gt;K - Kids: What about them? I guess I want 2 &lt;br /&gt;L - Longest car ride ever: Well bus ride to Myrtle Beach for band, 11 hours &lt;br /&gt;M - Mom&apos;s name: Debbi&lt;br /&gt;N - Nicknames: No one calls me anything fun, Megan calls me Jay but not to be nice, i guess Jaynie is technically a nick name&lt;br /&gt;O - One wish: Not talking about it&lt;br /&gt;P - Phobia[s]: I&apos;m scared of bees, and I think im paranoid,like i think im gonna get shot whenever a car goes by, fire...  and probably a lot more things&lt;br /&gt;Q - Quote: There&apos;s a really sappy one i like from Zoom but I&apos;m not in a good mood, so I&apos;ll go with this one I just heard &quot;Don&apos;t pray in my school, I won&apos;t think in your church&quot; and I like anything that come&apos;s out of Stewie Griffin&apos;s mouth&lt;br /&gt;R - Reason to smile: some of my friends, memories, food&lt;br /&gt;S- Last song you heard: Not sure, I can only remember listening to a remix of Miss Independent when we were learning the merengue? &lt;br /&gt;T - Time you woke up: around 9&lt;br /&gt;U - Unknown fact about me: I can&apos;t order the same food as someone else in a restaraunt.. some people  did know that, but I couldn&apos;t think of anything else&lt;br /&gt;V - Vegetable you hate: pretty much all of them, but i never eat raw carrots or broccolli, I don&apos;t know if i&apos;ve ever technically tried colliflower, but I know I&apos;d hate it&lt;br /&gt;W - Worst habit(s): biting my nails, but I haven&apos;t since march 19th i think.. they&apos;re still really short because they break easier than a reed in a blender&lt;br /&gt;Y - Yummy food: cookie dough&lt;br /&gt;Z - Zodiac sign: Pisces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that was fun.  Not really. This week just sucked too much and I can&apos;t stop feeling upset over everything. Today was fun though. We learned how to do dances for the prom. I doubt we can actually like bust them out in the middle of the dance floor, but it would  be cool haha. I  watched Camp twice. It&apos;s a really good movie, and the guys in it are really hot. I don&apos;t wanna go to school tomorrow, I missed all this crap on Friday, which my teachers should have just let go. So yea, whatever.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2005 03:00:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Yesterday was such a hard day to go through. Finding out about one death is always terrible, but two.. Two amazing, young guys who died on mother&apos;s day. I didn&apos;t know Brian, except that when he talked to us as 8th graders and underclassmen, you could just tell he was so smart and so into music. He had so much to give. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Chris. One of the most beautiful people ever. Outside and in. I never saw him upset or angry. I am so thankful for his friendship, and I am in total denial and will be for a long time. I couldn&apos;t stand marching band my freshman year.. but I had the best time with Chris. My bitch 76 who stood behind me in the basics block and made everyone around him laugh when we were trying as hard as we could to keep a straight face. To me, he was just totally flawless. And he put up with a lot, amazingly. I really hope Chris knew how wonderful he was. I know everyone who knew him had so many extra smiles in their lives. &lt;br /&gt;I love you Chris.. and I think you kicked everything that stood in your way&apos;s ass more than anyone could. You were so strong and so brave. I&apos;ve told you before, and I will again- you are my hero.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iNo me gusta!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 May 2005 01:32:49 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>15 Years Ago, I:&lt;br /&gt;1. tried to never smile&lt;br /&gt;2. could tie shoes, and  because of it got popular in preschool&lt;br /&gt;3. was too afraid of authority to even ask to go to the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;4. had really curly blonde hair&lt;br /&gt;5. would only wear dresses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Years Ago, I:&lt;br /&gt;1. Lived in VA&lt;br /&gt;2. was somewhat cool in  elementary school&lt;br /&gt;3. had major crushes on 2 guys, one liked me but scared me when he told me, poo that could have been good&lt;br /&gt;4. was smarter than everyone.. i miss that&lt;br /&gt;5. thought i was big and bad cuz i&apos;d be driving in my age doubled, cuz back then u drove when u were 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Years Ago, I :&lt;br /&gt;1. was in my first musical ever&lt;br /&gt;2. was a good Jew and had my bat mitzvah&lt;br /&gt;3. watched TRL but I don&apos;t know why&lt;br /&gt;4. fought my way into humanities because my social studies teacher sucked&lt;br /&gt;5. gave up regular soda forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Years Ago, I :&lt;br /&gt;1. cried because marching band and  geometry were just too much&lt;br /&gt;2. was in the best musical WTHS will ever have, and thought Nick Muni was deaf&lt;br /&gt;3. started a crush that would nevvvvver end&lt;br /&gt;4. was threatened to get jumped after school by people I&apos;m friends with now&lt;br /&gt;5. irked everyone&apos;s potatoes like woah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Year Ago, I :&lt;br /&gt;1. was at the mall and found out smarty jones lost&lt;br /&gt;2. was in the worst musical, maybe, that WTHS will ever have lol&lt;br /&gt;3. barely passed all of my classes like chem with mr. mcbride, and of course, mr. hall&lt;br /&gt;4. got my license&lt;br /&gt;5. walked for diabetes with Ashley and she helped me decide to go to Temple haha, she probably doesn&apos;t even KNOW.. whatever happens to me in the future is her fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I :&lt;br /&gt;1. had subs in calc and spanish.. score&lt;br /&gt;2. got pizza from that new place... it was gooood too&lt;br /&gt;3. listened to the Rugrats live adventure CD&lt;br /&gt;4. walked a mile with jena.. 14:15, not even an  A&lt;br /&gt;5. talked about how dumb young life is once again with smart people &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I :&lt;br /&gt;1. slept until 9:30&lt;br /&gt;2. bought a major-cute outfit for the honors banquet&lt;br /&gt;3. drove around twp for a stupid calculus project that has nothing to do with calculus&lt;br /&gt;4. laughed all night because my family is actually hysterical&lt;br /&gt;5. got a smiley cookie from super g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I will:&lt;br /&gt;1. go out to breakfast&lt;br /&gt;2. give my mommy presents&lt;br /&gt;3. go to my grandparents&apos; for dinner&lt;br /&gt;4. watch the simpsons i ggueess&lt;br /&gt;5. make myself pretty for monday, just cuz</description>
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  <description>1. Take the lyrics to a favorite song (or songs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to AltaVista,&lt;br /&gt;translate the lyrics into German,&lt;br /&gt;then from German to French,&lt;br /&gt;and finally from French back into English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://babelfish.altavista.com/&quot;&gt;http://babelfish.altavista.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Post the results verbatim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Invite friends to guess the song based on the interesting new lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;They are you lasted committed time. Was not long, until I call you well. Since you be went&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I think that&apos;s awesome. Not too hard to guess though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;form action=&quot;http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074769185&quot; method=&quot;POST&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=&quot;2&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;What Icons are for you? by ladyallie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Username&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;armored_username&quot; value=&quot;sithephotoguy&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Favourite Colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;Favourite Colour&quot; value=&quot;periwinkle&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;select name=&quot;Sex&quot;&gt;&lt;option&gt;Male&lt;option selected=&quot;SELECTED&quot;&gt;Female&lt;option&gt;YES PLEASE!&lt;option&gt;Undecided&lt;option&gt;Both&lt;option&gt;Neither&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your Love icon is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v625/sidrakollers/love15.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your Sad Icon is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v625/sidrakollers/sad15.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your Happy Icon is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v625/sidrakollers/happy3.png&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your Angry Icon is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v625/sidrakollers/angry9.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your Food Icon is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v625/sidrakollers/food12.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your Animal Icon is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; 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  <pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2005 00:44:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m copying Ashley and doing a 100 things about me.. because I know everyone wants to read a huge list of pointless things alllll centered around meee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am 18 years old&lt;br /&gt;2. My birthday is March 11th 1987&lt;br /&gt;3. I play clarinet&lt;br /&gt;4. I don&apos;t ever practice outside of school though, and I&apos;m going to fail band&lt;br /&gt;5. Don&apos;t care though, because I have officially been diagnosed with senioritis (inflamation of the senior?)&lt;br /&gt;6. I have two cats&lt;br /&gt;7. Their names are Russell and Chloe.&lt;br /&gt;8. Russel&apos;s stupid&lt;br /&gt;9. So is my sister, usually.&lt;br /&gt;10. I can&apos;t eat any bread for 8 days.&lt;br /&gt;11. I&apos;m poor and I need a job like woah&lt;br /&gt;12. I also need a prom date like woah even more&lt;br /&gt;13. My bedroom is all seafoam&lt;br /&gt;14. I have way too many stuffed animals, but I don&apos;t see that as a problem&lt;br /&gt;15. About 55 of those are beanie babies&lt;br /&gt;16. I type with the right fingers &lt;br /&gt;17. I bite my nails constantly, except for the last month I haven&apos;t actually&lt;br /&gt;18. They still break because they&apos;re really soft&lt;br /&gt;19. I&apos;m the one running to the picture in the big picture from Senior trip&lt;br /&gt;20. My lucky number is 19&lt;br /&gt;21. I figured that out at the spring carnival a few years ago &lt;br /&gt;22. My band number freshman year was 61&lt;br /&gt;23. My middle name is Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;24. My hebrew name is Rivkah&lt;br /&gt;25. I&apos;m going to Temple U &lt;br /&gt;26. I don&apos;t know what my major is exactly, I can&apos;t pick &lt;br /&gt;27. I wear pink almost every day&lt;br /&gt;28. Except I wore all blue today, so I had to change the strap on my watch to blue as well&lt;br /&gt;29. My favorite food is cookie dough&lt;br /&gt;30. I eat everything though.. except for most healthy things&lt;br /&gt;31. Sparkly pencils make me happy&lt;br /&gt;32. I like boys way too much&lt;br /&gt;33. I hate a certain fire crotch like crazy&lt;br /&gt;34. I like to do musicals&lt;br /&gt;35. Titanic would have been my favorite it all my other drama friends did it with Jess Jamie and me&lt;br /&gt;36. I also loved Wizard of Oz and Once on this Island&lt;br /&gt;37. I&apos;ve seen one Broadway show&lt;br /&gt;38. It was Wicked&lt;br /&gt;39. I need to see more&lt;br /&gt;40. I love Florida and wish I could live there forever&lt;br /&gt;41. I need warm weather to function &lt;br /&gt;42. That&apos;s why I&apos;m a crazy bitch when it&apos;s cold out&lt;br /&gt;43. I can make a 3 leaf clover with my tongue&lt;br /&gt;44. I can also touch my nose with my tongue&lt;br /&gt;45. I&apos;m left handed&lt;br /&gt;46. I go crazy if something happens to one side of my body and not the other&lt;br /&gt;47. I love shoes&lt;br /&gt;48. I hate guy feet sooo much&lt;br /&gt;49. My favorite color is periwinkle&lt;br /&gt;50. I love stars, like the shape&lt;br /&gt;51. I can&apos;t believe that was only 50&lt;br /&gt;52. My friends are great, I just don&apos;t give them enough credit&lt;br /&gt;53. I hate my anatomy teacher &lt;br /&gt;54. I actually hate a lot of people&lt;br /&gt;55. My great grandmother died on Easter.&lt;br /&gt;56. We thought she&apos;d neverrrrr die, she was 106&lt;br /&gt;57. My dad guessed 108 for a long time... haha he lost&lt;br /&gt;58. I actually speak spanish pretty well&lt;br /&gt;59. Spanish band and gym are the only classes I still get unweighted As in&lt;br /&gt;60. I moved to NJ in 1997 from VA&lt;br /&gt;61. I moved to VA from GA&lt;br /&gt;62. I moved to GA from NJ&lt;br /&gt;63. I was born right outside of Philly&lt;br /&gt;64. I&apos;m seeing a Phillies game Sunday&lt;br /&gt;65. I&apos;m way excited to see an Eagles game on Christmas Eve :D&lt;br /&gt;66. You say it&apos;ll be cold? Well its in Arizona so hah&lt;br /&gt;67. I used to have to hugest crush on Frankie Muniz&lt;br /&gt;68. Now i love Hugh Laurie, even though he&apos;s like 100 years old&lt;br /&gt;69. I also have a hamster, I forgot about him.. his name is Gus-Gus &lt;br /&gt;70. There are like 6 guitars, a bass, bongos, a keyboard, a tambourine, and a ukelele in my house&lt;br /&gt;71. I play none&lt;br /&gt;72. I tried to learn how to play guitar twice, but I suck&lt;br /&gt;73. I guess i DO play the tambourine haha&lt;br /&gt;74. I sucked at music in 5th grade, but look at me now! almost getting the concept of 6/8 time after 7 years of playing music&lt;br /&gt;75. My prom dress is perdy&lt;br /&gt;76. I love shopping&lt;br /&gt;77. I don&apos;t love trying things on though really&lt;br /&gt;78. I just spend money without thinking about it&lt;br /&gt;79. I haven&apos;t done one scholarship essay yet&lt;br /&gt;80. I don&apos;t qualify for any because I&apos;m not special&lt;br /&gt;81. I love On Demand&lt;br /&gt;82. When I was younger my favorite show was Under the Umbrella Tree&lt;br /&gt;83. I miss old school Nick, like Are you Afraid of the Dark and Salute your Shorts&lt;br /&gt;84. I remember a REALLY old show called Noozles.. you should look it up&lt;br /&gt;85. They were talking about Beowulf on Boy meets world today&lt;br /&gt;86. I&apos;m not interested in your areolas&lt;br /&gt;87. I had to disect a cat this year&lt;br /&gt;88. We&apos;re starting a pig heart on Thursday&lt;br /&gt;89. I wanna be an eye doctor&lt;br /&gt;90. I&apos;ve had 3 eye surgeries.. but people still don&apos;t think I&apos;m looking at them sometimes&lt;br /&gt;91. Sometimes that makes me cry&lt;br /&gt;92. I HATE people telling me what to do. like ms. valez, what a pooper&lt;br /&gt;93. I&apos;m passing Calc but I still have no idea what a derivative actually is&lt;br /&gt;94. I can talk to guys more than girls a lot of times&lt;br /&gt;95. Too bad none of my guy friends are hottie hot hots&lt;br /&gt;96. I love Adam Sandler&lt;br /&gt;97. And disney movies&lt;br /&gt;98. I play Standard on DDR&lt;br /&gt;99. I watch American Idol every week, but I don&apos;t care who wins this year that much&lt;br /&gt;100. I can&apos;t decide if my name is Jayne or Jaynie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That took longer than i thought. annywhooo... gonna go watch tv</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2005 02:59:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I haven&apos;t updated in a while. The last two weeks went pretty fast. We&apos;re singing in African in band... whatever. I&apos;m gonna fail anatomy.. sweet. Oh well. Let&apos;s talk about Mr. Washington Township! Yay for superficial rettaarrrdss. But I&apos;m over it because Joe got 2nd and although he totally deserved first over 1 brain sharing 60 chanting airhead containing bodies... it was awesome. From where I was sitting, it sounded like Joe and Rob would be battling it out, by the amount applauding.. so i don&apos;t know what happened. I&apos;m not all for saying the voting was unfair but... whatever. The costumes were so cute. I loved Matt&apos;s lol. That&apos;s it I guess, I need sleep.</description>
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  <description>Disney World is never less than amazing, but it&apos;s soo awesome with friends. I&apos;m gonna attempt to explain the entire trip without using complete sentences, because I am lazy, and exhausted, and for some reason my face is all puffy.. too much sun i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Wake up at 4:30&lt;br /&gt;~Leave for school 5:00&lt;br /&gt;~Get to school, dog sniffing, leave on buses&lt;br /&gt;~See lady with ginormous butt at airport&lt;br /&gt;~Lindsey says it&apos;s fake&lt;br /&gt;~Plane lands, take a &quot;we&apos;re alive&quot; picture&lt;br /&gt;~Call Reuben.. we&apos;re not the last plane to land! SCORE&lt;br /&gt;~Fast pass Dinosaur in Animal Kingdon&lt;br /&gt;~See It&apos;s tough to be a bug in AK (find people in line)&lt;br /&gt;~Go on the time traveling dinosaur roller coaster in AK&lt;br /&gt;~Call everyone.. in EPCOT already.. daammnn&lt;br /&gt;~Go on Dinosaur, hilarious picture&lt;br /&gt;~Leave AK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Get to EPCOT and go on spaceship earth... Reuben calls while we&apos;re on it haha&lt;br /&gt;~Spaceship earth stops? &lt;br /&gt;~Find everyone in Mexico and eat&lt;br /&gt;~NORWAY RIDE with like 15 people.. so much fun&lt;br /&gt;~Honey I shrunk the audience&lt;br /&gt;~Leave to meet more people at Imagination&lt;br /&gt;~Took pictures on the computer things and sent them to parents + Deeg haha&lt;br /&gt;~People went on mission space without my room.. i&apos;d get sick anywaayyy, so we sat and waited&lt;br /&gt;~Fireworks started.. I wanted to see Japan.. so we ran and ran and ran.. CLOSED.. had to run all the way back&lt;br /&gt;~Bump into some guy who looks like Mr. Weaver.. ookk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Get to Magic kingdom.. monorail.. my room and i run to big thunder mountain and wait in regular line&lt;br /&gt;~People start calling and we meet later for Haunted Mansion&lt;br /&gt;~Everyone gets in line.. I wanna buy something, i turn around everyones gone&lt;br /&gt;~Jump over the ropes when I see another group of friends going on&lt;br /&gt;~Meet in Tomorrowland, eat chicken&lt;br /&gt;~CAROUSEL OF PROGRESS.. amazing as alllwaayysss&lt;br /&gt;~Small World with lots of people&lt;br /&gt;~Pirates of the Carribean&lt;br /&gt;~Space Mountain with fast pass... RJ Weaver look alike in line?&lt;br /&gt;~Meet Mike and Jamie... and find out the WEAVERS are here! haha OK&lt;br /&gt;~Splash Mountain&lt;br /&gt;~Try to get out while fireworks are going on.. not working&lt;br /&gt;~Got back and called damn housekeeping for soap and blanket 3 times.. get the soap finally.. no blanket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Get to Universal Studios &lt;br /&gt;~The mummy is broken.. whatever&lt;br /&gt;~Earthquake&lt;br /&gt;~Back to the Future&lt;br /&gt;~MIB, see teachers in there.. kinda weird&lt;br /&gt;~Terminator&lt;br /&gt;~Meet Popeye and Olive Oil! Nice lady takes 4 pics&lt;br /&gt;~Eat, leave for Islands of Adventure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Get to IoA and go on dueling dragons&lt;br /&gt;~Try to get on Jurassic park, but no fast passes left.. damn&lt;br /&gt;~Hulk.. wheee loved it&lt;br /&gt;~Dr. Seuss.. walk out and notice Matt&apos;s head, stay with them for the rest of the day&lt;br /&gt;~Dr. Seuss Carousel, fun times&lt;br /&gt;~Sat and talked cuz everyone was tired, left &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Got back for pizza and was raining&lt;br /&gt;~Chaperone acted like a total retard once again, funny story, but won&apos;t go into it now&lt;br /&gt;~Pizza/Selena en espanol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Our bus breaks yay!&lt;br /&gt;~Australian guy picks us up in his bus and takes us to typhoon lagoon&lt;br /&gt;~Find people and end up with Danielle and Evan &lt;br /&gt;~Lazy river&lt;br /&gt;~Wave pool.. lindsey&apos;s hair gets wet and she runs away&lt;br /&gt;~Find lindsey, go on slides.. screw the hair&lt;br /&gt;~Go on gang bang slide.. or gang plank.. whatever&lt;br /&gt;~Sit out and burn for an hour.. finally give in and go in lazy river again.. sing 4 part harmony to 10 minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;~Get icecream with ed and lindsey&lt;br /&gt;~Leave to go to hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~We all get pretty in dresses and all, except we&apos;re all burnt&lt;br /&gt;~Go to Medieval Times&lt;br /&gt;~Carol Lindsey Nicole and I are the only weirdos with the Red and Yellow knight&lt;br /&gt;~We take up 3 full sections and chant obscene things&lt;br /&gt;~Bought the picture of the 4 of us because it was really cute&lt;br /&gt;~Yellow Knight wins.. wtf&lt;br /&gt;~Dance was only like an hour, kinda sucked but had fun&lt;br /&gt;~Graduation is outside? hell yea.. unless this is an april fool&apos;s thing&lt;br /&gt;~Leave, we&apos;re all totally dead &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Get up and bring our stuff to the buses.. waahhh&lt;br /&gt;~Finally see the store in the hotel and buy more stuff&lt;br /&gt;~Go to MGM&lt;br /&gt;~The Great Movie Ride&lt;br /&gt;~Backlot Tour&lt;br /&gt;~Who wants to be a Millionaire- Play it&lt;br /&gt;~Try to meet everyone for Tower of Terror but everyone&apos;s been on it&lt;br /&gt;~Went on Tower of Terror, another awesome picture.. this time i was dancing&lt;br /&gt;~Fast passed Rockin Roller coaster and saw Jess Jamie Chrissy Reuben and Mike oh and Albert.. haha yay&lt;br /&gt;~Ate lunch with our last card thing&lt;br /&gt;~Star Tours&lt;br /&gt;~Go back for Rockin roller coaster.. its broken.. god dammit&lt;br /&gt;~Go to the Sounds thing&lt;br /&gt;~Go to buses, ours doesn&apos;t show up till way later&lt;br /&gt;~Get to Airport&lt;br /&gt;~Got a squished half of a hoagie, so we bought hamburgers and sodas from mcdonalds&lt;br /&gt;~Plane&apos;s delayed.. but the 4 of us were high or something and had a fun time sitting &lt;br /&gt;~Got on the plane.. my seat was in first class haha, but I switched to be with friends and not TEACHERS&lt;br /&gt;~Got the the airport, took about an hour for them to get the effing baggage claim spinny thing to work&lt;br /&gt;~Got our picture back.. Out of 550 people I&apos;m the one running TO the picture, i totally look like an idiot in it :)&lt;br /&gt;~Get home.. it&apos;s fucking too cold here &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn&apos;t mention everything, and I know I forgot stuff.. but there&apos;s the gist of my lovely Senior Trip. I had an awesome time, and hung out with almost all of my favorite people. I don&apos;t wanna go back to schoooool.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Mar 2005 21:54:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So last night was opening night for Mame. I thought it went pretty well, but I wasn&apos;t really watching most of the show. I did get positive feedback. The only major problems were sound related. Anywho, so now it&apos;s almost 5 and I&apos;m getting ready to do it allll again. Come tonight or tomorrow, it&apos;s really a not so bad show. I&apos;m having really mixed feelings about this show coming to an end. I really wasn&apos;t looking forward to it, which made it seem even more fun once we got into it. For the first few weeks I was incredibly close to quitting, but this year everyone&apos;s treating eachother like humans and it&apos;s awesome. I will miss a lot of people in reality. I  think what&apos;s getting to me most is the fact that I have to leave my senior friends soon. My new and old friends in other grades will still be where I left them, where I can find them. But my friends who are seniors are going all over the place. Luckily the majority so far seem to be staying close enough to home to hang out sometimes. So I have to go do hair and buy some stuff... see Mame ya shmuck.</description>
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  <description>So I had a really interesting day. Well it started last night sorta. Matt and I went to see Ashley in Grease. She was uber sexy in it, just to let you know. We went to Friendly&apos;s afterward and we didn&apos;t get home till almost 12:30. So I knew I&apos;d be exhausted in the morning, and I had a lab practicum and I just told my mom to let me sleep in and I&apos;d come in before 3rd period. So right around 9 I left for school and ended up being too late. On the way to the core, my science teacher saw me.. dammmmmnn.. so I had to make up the practicum 5th period.. oh, lovely. So I&apos;m totally feeling like scum for skipping it, and now mr. padden will hate me.. not to mention I wasn&apos;t ready for it at all and would fail. I get to gym and it&apos;s too late to get changed, so I find everyone in the blue room. We had the sub from hell... soo i told larissa about the practicum, im totally in tears now stressed to capacity. but she helped me and kinda told me what was on it and that it was hard for everyone, so it was ok. THeennnn hell sub sent me to restriction.. ookk. I went to my locker first cuz i felt like it, then went to the gym to ask someone where the restriction room even was. Mr. Mount was like... I don&apos;t know! and so i just sat and watched people play volley ball. Then all day I was fine unless someone said like, u look like u were crying.. WHY!? or if someone tried to make me feel better, even though now im really thankful for it. Sooo i got to spanish and i gave out cookies. Everyone sang to me and it was cute, but then Marielle asked what was wrong hahaha so im like bawling in the middle of spanish. We had a sub, and I didn&apos;t finish the paper because I thought it would be more fun to talk about Mame and people with Danielle. Sooo then it was 5th period. uh ohhh..  I gave Jess cupcakes to give out to people in lunch in case I didn&apos;t get back. I went to take the practicum. Haha since Erin was in there, 5th period AP bio sang to me. The test actually wasn&apos;t that bad. The answers were sitting next to me half the time too.. Too bad i didn&apos;t actually see them there. So I probably failed, but with a respectable failing grade, like a 58 or something haha. The rest of my day was ok. I was over the crying-ness so I didn&apos;t mind talking about everything that happened. After school Lindsey and I went to get more cookies for rehearsal. Some people sang again, then I had to go to make up lessons. And aww mr. moleneaux is gooooone. I&apos;ll  miss him.. sorta. I don&apos;t feel 18. End.</description>
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colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;1st person u think of when u se this word?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;gaY&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;Dan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;chocalate&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;Jess&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;laugh&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;Jamie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;poop/toilet&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;Lindsey.. not sure why though&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;food&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;i dunno&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;pink&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;Megan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot; colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;a Or b?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;chocalate or vanilla&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;chocolate&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;mckie d*s or burger king&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;not sure&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;perfume or cologne&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;perfume?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;coke or pepsi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;diet pepsi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;laguna beach or O.C&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;o.c. but neither really&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;survivor or bachelor&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;survivor.. unless i get way into the bachelor &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;prince charming or cinderella&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;prince charming because i&apos;m not a lesbian&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;aim or aol&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;aim&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;pink or grey?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;pink&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;skirts or skorts&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;skirts&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;pants or capris&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;pants&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;sweatpants or jeans&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;jeans&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;funny movies or scary&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;both&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;disney land or world&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;world!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot; colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;faVoRite...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;perfume/cologne?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;love spell&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;tV sHow?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;degrassi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;disNey mOvie?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;one?! beauty and the beast, but I really can&apos;t pick just one&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;cOlOr?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;periwinkle&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;kind of pie?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;umm banana?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;kind of makeup?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;bronzer&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;maLe cEleb?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;adam sandler.. or hugh laurie haha&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;fEmAle cEleb?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;i dunno &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;cd?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;the spine-tmbg or Wicked&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;fuLL house character?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;comet&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;letter?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;ummm z?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;season?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;summer&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;movie?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;I have a lot&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;animal?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;umm a koala!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot; colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;wHat did u think of this survey?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;was it just spectacular?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;actually no&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;was it original?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;a little&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;do ur fingers hurt?(mine do)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;no but thanks for caring&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;thank u for ur time(ur supposed to say urwelcome)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;oh.. no problem&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;color:#fff;background-color:#1F5892;text-align:center;padding:15px;padding-bottom:10px;margin:0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bzoink.com/create.php&quot; 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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Feb 2005 23:44:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Soo I guess I&apos;ll tell my V-day tale, since I&apos;ve been interested in hearing everyone else&apos;s. Wellll I was running late trying to get my outfit and hair and lollipops ready for Valentine&apos;s day, so I was kind of frustrated. I hurried to print something for 7th period (which ended up being pointless), so I didn&apos;t even grab a coat. There&apos;s some foreshadowing for you. So I get to school and give out candy, complain about math homework, sit through math, get pissed off in anatomy, have fun in gym, totally bs a spanis essay porque yo no recuerde mi diccionario :(. So it&apos;s like 5 minutes before the end of 4th pd when an announcement comes on, starting with... this is an important announcement, I totally thought they were gonna be like... *random sport* is cancelled. But nooo WE ARE IN A CODE YELLOW. haha, Sra. Clark was like ugh jeez its RAINING. So 5 minutes later, everyone&apos;s on their way to the football field.. except for us because sra. went the wrong way. We turned around halfway to the CPA lol. SOoo we get out there following the leopard print umbrella like animals screaming and laughing at the same time. It&apos;s like maybe 20º out and silly me, I had no coat. I had all my books on my back because I don&apos;t put my stuff away till 5th pd. We end up on the wrong side because Sra. won&apos;t turn around and listen to the 19 people yelling after her. 2 were missing, excluding Carly hahaha. Soo we stand there for a while, then try to run for the busses. BUTTT they had to be all titanic about it. STAY BACK. So all the busses are basically gone, but a few are left. We&apos;re directly in front of one, but it opens the doors and about 60 kids bombard it and only 6ish people from our class get on. I see Cindi waving goodbye and wanted to shoot them all. In a loving way, of course haha. So maybe 20 minutes later we go to O&apos;brien hall, which was great actually. It was really warm and we could sit and talk more easily than if we were on a bus. We shared candy and lunches and tried not to get ringworm. Around 1:30 they pushed us on busses, it felt like the holocaust. &quot;You are going to... A PLACE&quot; lol, it was freaky. We ent up in Echo Plaza, and theres no way in hell im gonna know what bus to get on, or find it. So i called my mom, but before I told her to get me, Shannon said she could take Chase and me home. Chase&apos;s key was in his locker so he came over and we made maccaroni, and played ddr. We went to get our cars around 5:30. Sooo happy Valentine&apos;s day to us. They arrested the little fucktard who sent the e-mail.. yea an e-mail... reettaardddeedd.. Sooo then today was poop, but boring, so I&apos;ll end this now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 12 Feb 2005 05:06:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>This is gonna be short because it&apos;s hard to type with these nails. This week was really long, and I&apos;m glad it&apos;s over. The musical is taking up way too much of my time. Anywho, I just got back from Winter Twilight. It was actually a lot of fun, I&apos;m glad I didn&apos;t care too much about anything. Everything worked out well and with hair and everything my ensemble was just over $100, so go me. I&apos;ll have pics soon. The only crappy parts were incredibly slutty dresses and the fact that half the people there were drunk. I don&apos;t get why you&apos;d spend money to go to a dance you won&apos;t remember. And the dress thing, it&apos;s beyond me... Most of those sluts are gonna go have sex afterward ANYWAY so why are they half naked before-hand.  And when they picked those dresses, did their moms think they were pretty? I think that&apos;s important to a teenage girl. Not to look like a whore, whether or not your parents accept that, but to look pretty. Whatever. The music kinda sucked but it was all basically dancable and such. I like dances where I don&apos;t end up sitting the whole time. So this was a good one.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2005 23:12:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>This week is sucking! But tomorrow&apos;s friday and there&apos;s nothing to do in school, except musical rehearsal. At least it&apos;s not singing. I&apos;m looking forward to 3 weeks of straight rehearsals ever so much. Especially since this musical is extremely boring, no one is in the cast, and people are being really rude. I don&apos;t know if everyone is gonna stick it out, I&apos;ve heard a few people say they have to decide if they wanna stay in. I don&apos;t blame them, it just depends who leaves though, because there aren&apos;t that many people in the cast that I like. The same thing is happening in band. It just plain sucks this year. And I feel bad for the freshmen doing these things because they have no idea how fun everything used to be. Band rocked when we were freshmen and sophomores and now it&apos;s different and harder and it&apos;ll turn people away. But I guess that&apos;s not my problem is it. &lt;br /&gt;No more cats! We had a practicum on the digestive system and now we&apos;re done. We could have stayed after and cut out its brain for extra credit, but i passed on that. My legs kill from actually doing physical movement in gym for once. I love it though, we&apos;re having so much fun haha. Like, I actually like going to gym. Soo I can&apos;t wait for this weekend, but i definitely don&apos;t wanna have to go to school Monday. I don&apos;t think a lot of people will show up. So mm that&apos;s it.</description>
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