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  <updated>2006-08-16T04:14:09Z</updated>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2006-08-16T00:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-16T04:14:09Z</published>
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    <content type="html">This is the first time in a while I've felt ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been going through alot an dI just need to clear my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke up with David. Reggie moved. I've had 10 people livin gin my house for hte past...6 months? And, to top it all of, I'm bipolar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk, its weird. I don't feel like me anymore. I guess its better. But its kinda scary at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breaking up with David, I took the shuttle to Heratige and walked back home with Cherry. But while I was sitting on the shuttle bus, everything we ever did together just flooded back to me. Are first kiss. Are frist date. Are first fight. Everything. And I sat there crying over it, I relized, things weren't going to be the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now as I sit here typing this, I'm just thinking about whos gonna comment. Like everything else. Some one always leaves a rude comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think they need to get over themselves and grow up. I could care less about what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: )</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2006-06-03T20:46:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-04T00:12:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-04T00:12:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Alan aren't going to work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally relized...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="7"&gt;I'm in love with David.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2006-05-19T21:18:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-20T01:24:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-20T01:24:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think me and David are over...Not that we were really going out to start with....But still. We acted like we were together and everything....</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2006-04-21T11:35:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-21T15:39:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-21T15:40:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sugar were going down - FOB</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;h1&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="7"&gt;I saw Fall Out Boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY KICK ASS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A FALL OUT BOY BAG THINGY ^_______^&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2006-04-14T12:51:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-14T16:51:34Z</published>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2006-03-14T21:30:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-15T02:33:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-15T02:33:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So my life is slowly falling apart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...THIS FUCKING SUCKS.</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2006-03-05T19:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-06T00:04:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-06T00:04:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">::Does a happy dance::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to see Fall Out Boy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;333333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be jealus bitches.</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2006-03-03T23:09:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-04T04:16:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-04T06:07:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">K so today was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to art, got weird stuff on my pants but it washed off. Went home. Did my chores. Then...Got ready to go to 'Element'. It twas fun. I shall right ndown what happend =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when me and Aly first got there we had to fill out this form thing and had to pay a dollar to get in. So I walked around for like, 5 seconds and then found Brittnay. So Aly went off to hang out with her friends and I met like, al of Brittnays stoner friends. So there was this guy named...Umm John I think. He was like, the only person there that knew what anime was. So I talked to him about the kiddy anime (Like Pokemon and that...) Yeah so after like 5 minutes me and Brittnay went to get a drink. Because I didn't bring money, Brittnay bought me a drink. I luff her so much &amp;lt;3 Yeah but we took are drinks and went back to were the other people were. And then all of us were sitting around Josh and everyone was calling him a pimp. At first he was flirting with me and then he went on to flirting with some other girl. So I sat and talked with other people. And then I saw Justin...He flirted with me and then I hugged his friends and then they wanted me to make out with some girl for 4$ and a condom!!! Then the girls had to go upstairs for some weird church thing and the boys had to go to the gym. We sat in groups and had to talk about are problems and stuff. Then I was like,"If someone did want to kill themselves they wouldn't want to tell everyone." And then after this old lady came up to me and was like,"Do you want to tell me about your problems or anything that bothering you?" I was just like,"Um...No..." And walked off laughing. Then after the I went back downstairs and sat somemore and then I started to talk to people. Then some guy named Troy was all like,"I love you." And I was just kinda like,"Um...I love you too?" Yeah and he was all hugging me and kissing my head and shit. It was pretty creepy. And he wouldn't let me go so I just hugged him back. And then I sat down and he sat next to me and layed his head on my shoulder and kinda touched my boob. I started to slowly scoot awat from him and then he put his had on my leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WHOA MY GOD &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so he finally let go and I got up to go find Aly. She told me we had till 10 and then I met Jamie. I hugged him then went back to my friends. I told the guy that I was now with Jamie so he would leave me alone. And he did. So then I got a whole bunch of peoples screen names and then talked to more people. Then the guy came back adn sat next to me &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; (Wow I've said 'Then' alot o.0). So after a while Brittnay left and then I had to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm writing this while I try to ignore Brandon, who does in fact NEED to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I can't spell for shit today. I'm so tired...I think I'm going to go to bed now...</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2006-02-27T21:01:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-28T02:02:37Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-28T02:02:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So first David tells me he's going out with Afton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was as mad as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Maddy tells me it was just a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very mean joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then David wrote me a poem ^____^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember it like it was yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Your beautiful eyes&lt;br /&gt;Your long, brown hair&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this poem to apologize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted you to know&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this poem especially for you&lt;br /&gt;For you to read whenever you feel&lt;br /&gt;And it came from yours true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To prove this poem is for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll put your name in it&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure it'll make you happy&lt;br /&gt;Your smile will soon become lit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a joke with a friend&lt;br /&gt;When I told you, it made you sad&lt;br /&gt;I know we're supposed to be together&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're not still mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I once said about your name&lt;br /&gt;I'm very sorry to you, Maya&lt;br /&gt;We've been through a lot already&lt;br /&gt;You're almost like my messiah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poem will now come to an end&lt;br /&gt;This was just what I wanted to show&lt;br /&gt;You, but if you won't forgive me then&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for wasting your time on this poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2006-02-23T12:01:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-23T17:02:13Z</published>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2006-02-22T21:49:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-23T03:08:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-23T03:08:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">YES! I'm finally back from up north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was ok. I was suppose to come back yesterday but I didn't =/. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah but nothing really happened while I was up there. Saw Kara, Ryan, Becky, Stacy, Andrew, Miss Elen, Heather H., Heather W., (&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt; Almost all of those people are my sisters friends.) and some people my parents knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousins made me play polly pockets with them. I felt VERY stupid. Especially when my cousin britney was all,"This polly and this polly are going to be gay with each other." 0.0 Like whoa my god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and Aly and Andrew have always had little crushes on each other. But Andrews crush on Aly is like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ That big. Maybe even bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND.....OMFG THEY HAVE &lt;b&gt;POCKY&lt;/b&gt; AT WAL*MART!! &amp;lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride home was as boring as hell. Like always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now my Nana and Grandma are staying for a few days. Which means the next few days are going to be &lt;i&gt;hell&lt;/i&gt;.</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2006-02-22T21:44:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-23T02:47:13Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-23T02:47:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Brand New - 70 times seven</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So see, I have this friend. We'll call that friend Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobs been a certain word lately...Bobs also been changing into what Bob thinks is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Bobs only doing it to get people to like him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, me and Bob are/were pretty close. But now I'm not sure if I want to be Bobs friend anymore because he's turned into a poser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;=( And now Bob has stopped talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if "Bob" is reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREW YOU!</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2006-02-13T17:13:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-13T22:14:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-13T22:17:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">SQUEE!!! I GET TO BRING CUPCAKES TO ART TOMORROW ^________________^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/ME/MER/MerokoYui/1139551365_reska_eed1.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8d5ca60)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are hyper! You are spunky, cute and funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People often think your a little annoying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we all love you ^_^ You are also very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kawaii and populat with the guys ^_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a title="Take this quiz at Quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=57&amp;amp;url=http://quizilla.com/users/MerokoYui/quizzes/What%20is%20your%20anime%20picture%3F%20(girls)"&gt; What is your anime picture? (girls)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-2"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a title="Quiz, Horoscope, Flash Games, Poems - Quizilla!" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=56&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((It totally seems like me xD....))</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2006-01-21T18:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-21T22:59:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-21T22:59:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, I should just make you clear to the people who have been calling me a whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the whore. Your just dissing yourself.</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2006-01-13T21:37:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-14T02:37:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-14T02:43:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Skye Sweetnam/Hypocrite</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, I'm going to bitch about how much I've realized I hate stupid bitchy 7th graders who think just because their rich and have friends they can boss us around. Well, I'd bitch more but then I guess I'd just be called whore who hangs out with Jesus. But hey, I'm not the one who has to be a bitch to everyone...Like SOME people.</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2006-01-05T21:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-06T02:50:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-08T23:34:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Veronicas/4ever</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ok yeah, I'll finish what happend on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After chapel we had free time then lunch. Then the camp store opened and it was time for the euquer(sp?) tournament started. Me and Mrs.Danna were partners. We won but only becuase of sheer luck and the other teams partner reneged (I still have not a clue what that is...) 3 times. Then after the game it was time for dinner. And after dinner we had to go ot chapel. We played some weird game =/ It was really funny because some people had their legs and arms duct taped and others couldn't talk, and some people had blind folds on, and some people didn't have anything. I was one of the people who didn't have anything. So we had to go out into the woods and look for some dude in a red robe thing and hen we could tape off the duct tape or the blind folds off and then they got a bracelet and had to go back to the church. I was the first one ot find the dude and then I went around telling everyone were he was XD Then other people started to take all of the credit -_- I was really pissed off. But after me and Jazzy got hot chocolate and then went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and decided not to take a shower. So me and Jazzy went to the cafateri place adn waited til it was time for breakfast. They made pancakes that tasted like horse shit &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; So I just skipped breakfast. Then went to chapel then came back for lunch. Went to the tubing hill with Jazzy then went back to finish the euquers tournament...and lost. Mrs.Danna got so mad at me she wouldn't talk to me T_T Its only a game. By the time we were done it was time for dinner. After dinner we went to chapel and then it was time to play Mafia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mafia:&lt;br /&gt;Me and Jazzy walked around with Megan and Ruth. Then David joined us. Then Jazzy started crying because both of us like David but he likes me and not her. So she asked if I would slap him. And I did (And he's still complaining that it hurts! He's such a sissy XD.). So then someone found the cone and that round of the game was over. Then the next round started and Jazzy didn't want David near her so she went off and me and David were left alone. He tried to white wash me but failed XP. After a while of just walking around and flirting with each other, the other team had found our cone again. So we played one last game and Jazzy didn't want to play so she stayed at the chapel. Then some kid named Zach asked me ot hook him up with some girl. So I tried. Then he showed us were the other teams cone was XD So the other team won and then after Megan, Ruth, David, and me went to have a snow ball fight. Except me and David just flirted with each other instead of a snow ball fight. Yeah my face was cold so I took davids hat. But it was still cold so David put his hands on my face and then took me to the edge of a  hill and then let go of me -_- I started to fall but grabbed onto david and we stood there for, as Jazzy would say, like 2 mins and 32 seconds -_- Then Megan and Ruth came and they were like,"OOOO!!! YOUR FLIRTING!!!" Just to bug us. So we went on the tubing hill. Megan went down and didn't know that there was a ramp at the bottom. Yeah she flipped and landed on her face. Then I went down a  few times and then went back to my cabin. Jazzy was eating a cookie and looked like she had still been crying. I felt so bad and she got me hot chocolate and I didn't mean to but I spilt it everywhere. I felt sooo bad! But it was my last night there so I had to repack my stuff and then went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9 (They let us sleep in XD). Packed some last minute things then had to bring are stuff to the front so they could pack it into the thing. Then me and Jazzy went to get some breakfast. After that I went to go tel Zach that I failed at hooking him up with that one chick, and David just so happen to be sitting next to him. So David was like,"Thanks Maya, now my hair is dead." So I just laughed and walked away. After breakfast they wanted to take a picture of us. So we all were out front and they made me stand in the front -_-. So first we took a normal picture and then took a funny one. Int he funny one Davud came up to me and put his arm around my neck. So I made it look like I was biting his arm XP. Then Jazzy didn't want to ride with me so I rode in the same car Ruth and Megan were in. David just so happen to be in that car. So all of us were really tired but couldn't sleep. So we drove a little but had to stop for gas at a gas station. SO I went in and got a jones soda and some cheetos. And then were were off again. David had this empty pop bottle and he kept on hitting me on the head with it. So I picked up my jones bottle and told him if he hit me again I would hit him with the jones bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll finish the rest later because its time to eat.</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2006-01-01T17:27:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-01T22:48:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-01T22:48:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, camp was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wensday:&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get to sleep till 4 am. Then I had to wake up at 6. So then I took a shower and then packed some last minute stuff...Even though I couldn't fit anything else becuase my mum was going through a manic bipolar faze while she was helping me pack. So then we left at like 7 and stopped off at 7-11 and I got something to eat. So we got to the church and I was early. For like the first time XD. So we waited a while then Mr.Dave came. And then Jazzy and Preston. Then more people came and we had to pack our stuff into the car. And there were these girls, who we didn't know. So while we were waiting for the rest of the people to come we started talking and their names are Ruth and Megan. Their both 14 and work at some bagel place...XD Yeah but then we got in the car/van we were riding in and it took forever ot get there. When we finall got there we had to find are cabins and put are stuff in there. And then until it was time for chapel me and Jazzy didn't do much. At chapel the other churches band started singing screamo music and I attempted to start a mosh pit. It didn't work. So I just jumped up and down like everyone else. Then after Mr. Dave and Mrs. Danna told us that they were going ot a different church to work. Somewere in Illinois. I cried so hard when they told us. By the time we had to go to bed, I was so tired. The second my head hit the pillow I was asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 7:30 am. Omg I was so tired. And then I went to take a shower. It was soooooo gross. The showers are so nasty. After breakfast we went to the chapel and i considered it time to sleep =3. After we had free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll finish later because something is wrong with my plumbing in my house and I have to go stay in a hotel.</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2005-12-26T00:52:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-26T05:55:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-26T05:55:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, christmas was fun. My parents gave me some weird sleepy meds and sent me to bed at 11 &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; I slept till 1 am and I was up until 10 am &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; Next year, I'm sooooo going to get them back. For christmas I got:&lt;br /&gt;-Anime&lt;br /&gt;-DVD player&lt;br /&gt;-Socks&lt;br /&gt;-200 dollars ^.^&lt;br /&gt;-Pop tarts&lt;br /&gt;-Other random stuff&lt;br /&gt;-A care bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to spend my 200 dollars &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;....But most of the night I had to stay in my room so I wouldn't wake everyone up -_- So, it kinda went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:00 am:&lt;br /&gt;I wake up,"*yawn* its only one *blank stare**throws clock across the room**gets out of bed and walks downstairs* I can't get back to sleep." I said to my parents and they just said I couldn't go downstairs because they were wrapping presents. So I had to go back to my room and try to get beack to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:30m:&lt;br /&gt;"*tossing and turning, trying to get back to sleep* Damn parents and their sleepy meds *&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;*." I attempt to go downstairs to ask if I can get a movie to watch in my room so my mum just grabs a couple of random movies and hands them to me. They were Pearl Harbor and The First Christmas. I've seen Pearl Harbor like 5 times and its kinda boring, and The First Christmas bord th hell out of me. So I find my anime and watch Witch Hunter Robin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:00 am:&lt;br /&gt;I've watched all of the Witch Hunter Robin videos and now I'm bored. So I decide to do my make-up. So I sit there for half an hour and do my make up all spiffeh and everything then go to wash it off. It looked kinda cool becuase I had alot of eyeliner and mascara(sp?) on and it was running down my face. Then it got in my eyes. Yeah that hurt like &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:30 am:&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored. My dad finally goes to bed so I go downstairs and look at the presents. I'm really tempted to rip them all open =/. I go on the computer and no one is on gaia to talk to. So I think,"Hey, how about neopets? I haven't been on there in a while. Lets go talk to people there." So I go to neopets and find some people to talk to. One of the girls I was talking was a tad bit to hyper. But its was funny.  It made the time past very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:30 am:&lt;br /&gt;Troy's awake. But he went back to bed. Now I'm bored again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:00 am:&lt;br /&gt;Troy wakes up again and we play candy land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:10 am:&lt;br /&gt;Aly wakes up. So she joins me and Troy in our game of candy land. I win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:30 am:&lt;br /&gt;Soooo bored...Kierstan is up. We sit in the living room and look at our presents. Aly tells us a story about ninjas and princess's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:00 am:&lt;br /&gt;We've been sitting here listening to Aly's story. Its rather funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:30 am:&lt;br /&gt;Were just sitting here. And I'm twitching like mad. I want to go back to sleep but I can't &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00 am:&lt;br /&gt;We get to take out the stuff in our stockings. I have a fruit by the foot, 2 juice things, some pop tarts, a coffe cake, and an envolope with 200 dollars in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30 am:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is up. But mum is in the shower. Curse her. I've been sitting at the computer for 10 minutes trying to find something to do. Troy's shouting out how many minutes left until 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:00 am:&lt;br /&gt;Finally! Its 8! Now we can open our presents! When I got to my anime I hugged it and my dad took a picture of it. Note to self: Get rid of that picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00 am:&lt;br /&gt;All of the presents are opened. Time for bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:00 am:&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep. I'm gonna go try again....</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2005-12-17T17:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-17T22:13:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-17T22:13:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dashboard Confessional/Hands Down</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well my grandma and nana have been visiting since monday or so. It isn't all that bad....Except for the dogs theu brought with them. Their two puppy pitbulls. I hate them more than Kazz. And that really something since I can't stand to be in the same room as Kazz. Yeah, but one of the dogs (Her name is baby girl ot something like that...) and her leg is like, broken or something like that and she can't walk on it. So whenever she sits down, she can't control her bladder and pees everywere -_-. Its sooooo gross. And the other one (Angel.) and she's EVIL. I hate them both so much. But I'm ranting on and on and thats all I really have to write because my life is oh so very boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg Troy is like, on crack or something. He's laughing REALLY weird and evily and now the dogs are barking. So I think I'm gonna go let the dogs eat the rest of my chocolate pudding ::gigglesnort:: XD.</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2005-12-06T18:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-06T23:29:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-06T23:29:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Slipknot/Before I Forget</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ok, so tell me if this is fair:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, earlier Troy got all mad because me and Matt were talking. So Troy comes up to me and decides he wants to choke me. So he does. And then later he came upstairs and was watching T.V. and I told him he had to turn of the T.V. downstairs and he decides to dig him nails into my head!!! So, my mum always told me I need to tell her when Troy does stuff like that. So, earlier he also started stomping his foot on the table, almost breaking it!! And at dinner, I tell my mum...And all she does to Troy for almost killing me is turning off the T.V. and telling him he can't finish watching that show. OH MY FRICKING GOD!!! HE ALMSOT KILLED ME AND HIS PUNISHMENT IS THAT HE CAN'T FINISH WATCHING A SHOW!! IT WAS ALMOST OVER TO!!! GOD DAMMIT!!! AND THEN SHE YELLS AT ME FOR BEING A TATTLE TALE!!! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so pissed off right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when Troy ALSO grabbed a knife and said he was going to kill me, my mum just said to Troy,"You know you aren't suposse to do that." -_- And that was all!!!</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2005-11-28T16:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-28T21:55:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-28T21:55:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Foo Fighter/ All My Life</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well life is boring as usual. Thanksgiving sucked. Mum went to the store to get he stuff, but the debit card didn't work so we didn't have the stuff to cook thanksgiving dinner. So...We had it the next day. It was good...And my dad just walked by and read what I wrote and told me he could read my journal AND dairy whenever he wanted. Talk about invasion of privacy &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; Yeah and other than that everything has been boring....Uberly boring. And my shoes haven't come yet.</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2005-11-22T20:35:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-23T01:49:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-23T01:49:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>SR-71/Politically Correcy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well my brithday was fun ^.^ I went shopping with Jazzy...I got 2 shirts (A Kilala/Kirara shirt and a FMA shirt ^.^ I love them both VERY much.) from Hot Topic. And then some jeans from a VERY preppy store &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; But the jeans were cheap and I couldn't find any other ones. Yeah then we got cinabuns...AND JAZZY HAS NEVER HAD ONE 0.0 I was like,"Wtf!?!?! Your a VERY deprived child!!" So we ate....And she LOVED it. Well maybe I'm exagreating but who wouldn't love them?!?! Ok well then we went to the Summer Set Mall....Or what ever its name is. BUT OMG!!! ITS SO FUCKIN NICE!!! When we got there my jaw dropped I was like,"OMFG!! This is the mall you go to!?!?" And EVERYTHING was sooooo expensive!! And it didn't have a Hot Topic ='( But it had a walking hall or something like that. And it was a moving floor. It was very niffty. I want one of those in my house. Then we ate at a semi-nice resturant. Then we went back to the mall we were at before and got me a pair of shoes. But they didn't have them in my size so they ordered me them. And they should be at my house in 4 to 7 business days. I can't wait to get them ^.^ Yeah and then Jazzy slept over at my house...God is she annoying at times &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; She kept on farting and laughing VERY loud. It annoyed me sooooo much &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; But other than that it was a pretty good birthday.</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2005-11-16T20:44:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-17T01:51:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-17T01:51:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>MCR/ Vampires will never hurt you</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well the last couple of days have been filled with confusion. First I yell at David (Which he soooooo totally deserved), and ever since then, I haven't talked ot him. And I'm starting to miss him...And I role play with this one guy and I think I'm starting to fall for him. But then there's David. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; Ugh!!! Things were so much easier when boys had cooties!!</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2005-11-12T18:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-12T23:39:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-12T23:39:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Less Than Jake/Happy Days</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well this is lovely. So see, my birthday is on Saturday....and I WAS going to have a party. But I can't. Jess is going to another party, my mum won't let David come, Kat probly won't, and Jasmine might tbe busy. So thats like....Everyone. So my mum said she would take me shopping. Just me and her. Nobody else. So I get new clothe...And a day with my mum, shopping &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; Sounds some-what fun. And Troy's stupid little friends are here. They annoy the hell out of me.</content>
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    <title>emoette_x @ 2005-11-07T16:53:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-07T22:19:08Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Yes well onwards with what happend on Mafia Night...I found megan again and it was time to eat..blah blah blah. Jasmine was there ^.^ Everyone at ebut me becuase I had already ate and wasn't hungry. Then they started putting people on teams...Me and Jasmine were on the same team but Angel and Megan were on the other team with Kazz ='( So hte game started...And it was VERY boring. except chasing Micheal around the church every now and then. Yeah and I was like one of hte first people to get out &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; So that made it even more boring. Yeah then nothing else really happend...Micheal ended up in the gym with me and he was throwing a football at random people...I was sadly one of those people. So I got up form were I was standing and chased him around. And I put my hand infront of me to open a door and my hand got cut on the lock. It took off a chunk of my skin. Sounds lovely doesn't it &amp;gt;.&lt;? Yeah and then I got put in the jail...Which was probly the funnest part of the night XD Everyone in the jail was screaming and acting all drunk. It was great. I really think some of them were drunk o.0 But it was fun. Then nothing else really happend. Jackie came, like in the middle of the game. And she had THE cutest skirt EVER.
Then after it was over I had to drive Megan, Angel, and Brandon home. Megan ot mad at me becuase I got mad at her...I can't even remeber why I got amd at her but she was like,"You got mad at me for a stupid reason!" &gt;.&amp;lt; And the reason why she was mad at me becuase of a stupid reason, isn't that stupid? Yeah but right when we were dropping her of she said she was sorry -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the rest of my weekend was boring...Like usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today I went bowling with the homeschool group. I got there and there was only half and hour left &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; And megan had to leave like right after I got htere. But Troy and Aly were there so I wasn't that bored. Kazz was there...And people from church 0.0 I didn't know those people were homeschooled!!! Yeah and becuase the bowling ball kept on bending my nail backwards I let Kazz bowl for me once. And he got almost all of the pins down. I don't think he ment to do that. But then we left and everything so far has been boring....</content>
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