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  <title>Love is like a role that we play.</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Jul 2006 18:29:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I LOVE MY JOB! I seriously don;t know why i didn&apos;t find a bar job earlier becuase I&apos;m gonna cry when I have to leave in a month. Last night was dollar night and I was finally on the floor (the best section to be in) instead of up top (the worst). I think I proved my worthiness when I waitressed Sunday all by myself and we were busy and somehow I did really good. Anyways, broke my personal records in sales and tip amount last night and had so much fun. I love working bar night becuase I basically get to hang out with a bunch of people getting drunk and serve them drinks.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Jul 2006 14:01:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So, the last week has been interesting. Last Saturday was my Open House, but I&apos;m not gonna even go there right now. Lets just say 3 kegs and a Jager machine was a bad idea.&amp;nbsp;Sunday was me and bobby&apos;s 1 year anniversary!! Went out to dinner at Maggianos and went and saw Pirates of the Carribean 2, but of course I fell asleep half way through the movie cuz I was so tired from the&amp;nbsp;day before. Worked every day the rest of the week. Tuesday me and a few girls from Pro went to Tiki Bobs. It was me and erica&apos;s first time and I loved it. Can&apos;t wait to go next week.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 08 Jul 2006 16:00:51 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;Me and Ashley&apos;s Open House is Today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:00-?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone Come!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jun 2006 23:30:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Things have been pretty eventful lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: worked &apos;till 3 am, but everyone was in  pissed off mood so it wasn&apos;t fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Worked at 4, but got off early cuz my manager loves me and got to go to Lindsey&apos;s wedding reception. One of the other waitresses was really pissed off cuz she wanted to&amp;nbsp;leave early, but i didn;t care cuz I had a blast at the reception. It was kind of weird to think about one of my friends being married, but i can tell shes really happy with him and I&apos;m gonna miss her when she moves to Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: worked at pro for 12 hours. It was fun even though that place is frustrating as hell cuz u can never find anything and they&apos;re always out of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Worked at The Box &apos;till 3 am again, but had a blast during bar time cuz we were busy as hell and there was a lot of college kids I was hanging out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Had to get up at 6 am when I didn;t get off work &apos;till 3 to go to CEDAR POINT with Buffalo Wild Wings. It was so much fun. Everyone got wasted on the way there, the bus driver got lost, a kid puked all over himself, and the manager and a cook got in a drunken fight that ended with him getting fired and putting in his two weeks. When we got to the park it was hot and I started sobering up so I felt like shit. Felt better after we got some food. Went on a ton of rides. The new Top Thrill Dragster is nuts! Around six we got in line for Millenium Force and of course right when we get close it starts to storm and all the rides get shut down. We were suppose to start loading the bus at eight, but because of the storm everyone headed out early. Our bus ended up not showing up until 8:30. Got drunk on the way back, which just made me pass out. Got woke up by a fat drunk guy landing on my ankle when the bus stopped in sterling heights to drop off the other B-dub people. Got back to fenton, came home to the usual crap thats always going on in bobby&apos;s apartment and cashed the fuck out.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 24 Jun 2006 18:13:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So guess whos back working at Pro Pizza? ME! lol, its kind of exciting since that place has always felt like a second home. I&apos;m still working at the box and making three times as much money there, but they&apos;re only giving me like 3 days a week, so I decided to get another job. &lt;br /&gt;Lindsey&apos;s wedding is tomorrow and I&apos;m prolly gonna cry. I&apos;m really upset I have to miss the ceremony cuz no one would work for me when I&apos;ve worked for like everyone when they needed me too. I&apos;m gonna fight to get off early so I can make it to the reception. I&apos;m also excited cuz the DJ from the box is dj-ing at Lindsey&apos;s reception.&lt;br /&gt;Also excited for next wednesday cuz I&apos;m goin to CEDAR POINT with bobby and half the people from buffalo Wild Wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I have exactly 2 months until I leave for CMU</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 18 Jun 2006 17:06:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Been busy all week with recital crap. Danced every day and today I have to go to work. Recital went ok. I messed up on the stupidest stuff. Its just really sad that it was my last recital. Been gettin shit ready for college since its only two months away. I&apos;m so pumped! I can&apos;t wait to go.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Jun 2006 03:07:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So, I&apos;m finally off the couch after my surgery. It wasn&apos;t ne thing too big. Just a few pictures of my insides (really weird) and a little bit of lazering. Bobby stayed with me all day yesterday and today. It was nice finally getting to spend just me and him time away from everything. It also gave me a lot of time to think and realize how much things are changing. I&apos;m not sure how much I like it. I&apos;m beginning to feel a little lonely.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 03 Jun 2006 10:02:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I, Lauren, have officially completed high school, with HONORS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      CMU, here I come baby!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Jun 2006 13:34:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So, I graduate today...its kind of weird to think that its finally happening. This is our closure to our entire high school career. I went to CMU on wednesday for my orientation and I got to pick my classes. I think I did good in my picking. My earliest class is 10:00 am, and I only have one class in friday that gets out at noon. I&apos;m so excited. &lt;br /&gt;Things with friends haven&apos;t been as good though. Got to hang out with Shaine while he was home, of course this equaled big problems with bobby. Things still aren&apos;t the same. Ashley...I don&apos;t even know what to say. Basically for now shes back with her mom and I almost got arrested for trying to see her. I don&apos;t know what to do, but for now I&apos;m trying to cope with being lonely.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 25 May 2006 14:01:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Catholic Cult</title>
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  <description>So, I almpst completely forgot about livejournal. Anyways, so glad school is out. I am so pumped for CMU in 3 months!! Almost a week into summer and I have been busy as hell between working, partying, and graduation shit. Went to my sisters graduation from Bishop Foley last night. Was forced to sit through a whole Catholic mass which is the most boring thing ever. I was scolded by my grandma for not beeing a good catholic. I don&apos;t even consider myself catholic, but o-well. Once all that was done I went on some adventurs with steph. They were especially adventures since she decided to show up to her own graduation drunk, lol. Today gotta go pick up my cap and gown and go to dance. Work the rest of the weekend, then CMU orientation next wednesday and then my own graduation. I&apos;m so excited to finalize this shit!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 22 Apr 2006 07:05:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So basically, I have the best job in the world. Worked Tuesday night and we were slamed all night between the red wings game and having $1 drafts and well shots. It was crazy and I loved it. I&apos;m still in training so i didn&apos;t make any money, but i still had a ton of fun. I think it was more fun since i really didn&apos;t have to worry about getting orders and shit. I mostly mingled around and talked to people. Got a bunch of guys to buy ladies shots &apos;n shit. I think I&apos;m doing really good and everyone seems to like me. I&apos;ve gotten really tight with one of the bar tenders and he said he&apos;s gonna teach me how to bar tend!! I hope he actually does cuz bar tending= fat cash. I&apos;ve been workin mostly days to adjust to the place, but I&apos;ve made it really clear I prefer nights cuz thats when its most exciting.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Went to the Fall Out Boy, Hawthorn Heights, and All American rejects show last night with bobby, ashley, and jamie. Had an awsome time. Jamie thought i was dumb for printing out directions to the palace so i didn&apos;t bring them and of course we got lost. Almost got in a shit load of trouble in the parking lot, but the security guard was &quot;feeling nice&quot;. Hawthorn Heights was just getting on stage when we got in and they played an alright show. All American Rejects played next and i really don&apos;t like them so me and bobby went and walked around. Ran into one of his ex-girlfriends which was kind of funny cuz she didn&apos;t even remember me. We got in a little tiff a while back. Went back to the seats and waited for Fall Out Boy to come on. They played an awsome show! It was definitely more than I expected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So tomorrow night is the last night of spring break and i wanna cry. I feel like I blew my senior year spring break. O-well, i can&apos;t help bein broke. I just do not want to go back to that hell hole school. Only a month left to go!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 16 Apr 2006 22:04:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>so, eye infection has now migrated its way into my other eye and evolved into a stuffy nose, sore throat, and headache on top of it. Yay, this spring break rocks. My mom thinks i have allergies, but who the hell develops allergies at 18 years  old. I&apos;d tell everyone happy easter, but this day sucks too much. I was suppose to work 8-8 as my last day at Pro, but becuase of this stupidness I had to leave at 1 cuz I felt so shitty. So I&apos;ve been sleepin and taking like 5 different medicines today because I have to get better before my first night at Penalty Box tomorrow. On the brighter side...I just realised that the Fall Out Boy concert is thursday!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Apr 2006 14:14:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Sprinf break has definitely started with a bang, but not so much a good bang. Thursday night got really sick and spent 5 hours puking. I got to stay the night with my loveso he could take care of me, but of course the night was packed with drama and i basically hated like everyone cuz i was sick and definitely didn&apos;t feel like dealing with bullshit. Friday worked, but still felt sick so I got off early. Went to a bon fire at Lee&apos;s for like a half hour and then came home. My eye started feeling funny and when i woke up this morning it was crusted shut and swollen so i probably have some sort of infection that I&apos;m gonna blame Jamie for. This had better not be how the rest of spring break goes or I&apos;m gonna be pissed.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Apr 2006 14:19:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Only about 15 minutes until Spring Break begins! So relieved. Of course, nothing exciting planed, but o-well. Actually not o-well, since my dad has decided to give the daughter, who never talks to him and only uses him for his money, money to go to florida since she can&apos;t seem to keep a job. Wow, when I found that out i&apos;ll admit I threw a tantrum. Its ok, mext time I ask him for money it&apos;ll give me something to throw in his face when he says no. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, start my new job at Penalty Box on Monday. Kinda excited, kinda not. I hate the thought of leaving Pro becuase it was my first job and I&apos;ve been there for 3 years and its become like a home. I&apos;ll probably cry on my last day Sunday. I think its super sweet that on my last day they gave me a 12 hour shift, bitches lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think tonight a bunch of us are gonan go out somewhere 18 and up since I have yet to go anywhere like that since I&apos;ve been 18. Definitely pumped. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 11 Apr 2006 14:14:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;This past weekend was pretty uneventful. Mostly worked and sat around bobby&apos;s apartment. We were suppose to do something friday night, but all plans fell through so I just went to sleep. I did get woke up by the beautiful allie a couple hours later, which brightend my night. Sunday a bunch of us went out to dinner and then took all the chairs outside and sat on the patio cuz it was so nice out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can&apos;t wait for spring break! Unfortunately I&apos;m not going anywhere, but i guess its ok. I can;t afford to go anywhere and i have to make more money. It better stay warm at least.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Apr 2006 12:42:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Its funny how things change and no matter how much&amp;nbsp;you may&amp;nbsp;want it to, you can&apos;t go back and make things exaclty how they were. &lt;strike&gt;Deal with it.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;btw, a friendship is possible, but I&apos;m not sorry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Apr 2006 16:04:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;I think now that I know how to update from school now I&apos;m gonna update like every day. I spend most of the day on the computer and bored anyways.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After school yesterday Ashley, Bobby, and I went to Borders! I could honestly spend all day in there reading bits and pieces from different books trying to find out which ones are good. Sometimes I wish Bobby was nmore into reading. me and Ash can sit for hours and talk about books, and he just sits there. Anyways, we got four new books: Gingerbread (since someone stole my copy), My Friend Leonard (kind of a sequel to A Million Little Pieces), and two others i can;t remember the names.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think I&apos;m starting to get really bored of dance. I have a habit of onlt sticking to thigns for six years anyways. I just know that i was relieved when i was done with team and now I have to force my self to go to studio. The only class I enjoy anymore in point. I think thats all I&apos;m gonna take this summer. I didn&apos;t pay $90 to only wear my point shoes for a couple months. I&apos;m also suppose to be working on a senior solo for the recital. I&apos;m not sure if I&apos;m gonna do it. I want to, but I haven&apos;t even started. Only two months &apos;til recital....doubt it will happen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight going to the Boy Retreat and RPDJ concert. I&apos;m excited and kind of curious how itsgonna turn out, and I&apos;m not just talking about the show itself. Could be fun, could be dramatic, could be a lot of things. I think no matter its gonanbe fun, for me at least.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Apr 2006 17:45:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>lets get these teen hearts beating faster...</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New, Courier, mono&quot;&gt;Wow, it has been forever since I&apos;ve updated. That is, minus the entry a couple hours ago that Charla did to show me how to update at school. Anyways, honestly life has been getting better. I have officially said goodbye to bad habits and me and bobby&apos;s relationship is much better. We still have our little tiffs and annoyences, but we now know that thigns will always get better. Things with ashley are still kind of weird. She was almost kicked out, but i think shes not anymore. I&apos;m so relieved, but theres still something weird between us. I can&apos;t put my finger on it. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New, Courier, mono&quot;&gt;School has been so busy. End of senior year is the busiest ever. So many things to do and pay for. I&apos;m just so relieved that spring break is only 10 days away! I don&apos;t have plans to go anywhere, but its just gonna be so relaxing to not have to worry about school. I&apos;ve realised though that school is the reason I&apos;m poor. Think about it.....gas to get to school, food, spring break trips, yearbook, prom, and all the graduation expenses. I&apos;ve been looking for another job, but its not really successful. Ramshorn wanted to hire me, but screw them. How do they expect them or any of the waitresses to make money when they don&apos;t even have a smoking section? I&apos;m trying to get into Applebees, but thats not lookin so good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New, Courier, mono&quot;&gt;This weekend kinda sucked. I actually made a lot of money at work, but I spent most of my weekend working so by the time I got out of work I was too tired to do anything. O-well, got to spend lots of time with my baby and he treated me like a queen all weekend.I love him so much and his random acts of romance. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New, Courier, mono&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New, Courier, mono&quot;&gt;Candles+rose pettles+bubble bath=love&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Apr 2006 15:51:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif&quot; size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 150px&quot; height=&quot;219&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v193/LorLor2k6/untitled001.jpg&quot; width=&quot;265&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif&quot;&gt;i love bobby, &lt;strike&gt;but i love charla more....&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2006 03:49:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I just want to be numb ....</title>
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  <description>I can&apos;t handle this. This feeling that the whole worlds against me and no one understands or is even taking the time to understand. Thats a lie, one person knows and will always be by my side with everything no matter what, but shes been ripped away from me. I just want her here now. To joke about all this and make me smile and forget. To tell me not to cry and that everythings going to be ok and that she&apos;ll always be here because she&apos;s the only person I believe. She&apos;s the only person I wnat to be with right now. She&apos;s the only person who understands. Thank you everyone trying to help, but please, just don&apos;t. It&apos;s really not what I want or need. I don&apos;t need your advice, your lectures, or to here how stupid we are or how much we disappointed you. I know all of it and more. I&apos;m tired of being talked to like I&apos;m two and like i have no idea what I&apos;m talking about. The only other person that even comes close to being an acception to part of this is bobby. Coming so close to losing him was one of the scariest things ever, but he just doesn&apos;t seem to understand and probably never will. I&apos;ve never wished sp hard that i could go back in ime and change everything.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Feb 2006 02:09:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I hated this weekend....&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-had to open at work everyday&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-things not right with bobby&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;+/- going to a party with a different crowd&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Ashley not being well=me super worried&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-being interrogated by police when I&apos;m bawling my eyes out&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-I hate going to&amp;nbsp;hospitals, especially spending like 8 hrs there with my best friend&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-almost losing the love of my life&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;+being the amazing couple we are and able to get through it&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-feeling lonely because my sister wont be here with me tonight&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2006 22:16:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>whats to come of this....</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v193/LorLor2k6/untitled001.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There&apos;s something not right, but I can&apos;t seem to put my finger on it. I know I can&apos;t live without him, but things just&amp;nbsp;aren&apos;t the same. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Got my housing application for CMU. It made me realize that I&apos;m really doing it. Next August I&apos;m moving to Mt. Pleasant and thats where I will live for the next four years. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v193/LorLor2k6/untitled006.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my other boyfriend&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v193/LorLor2k6/untitled011.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;one of my partners in crime&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v193/LorLor2k6/untitled003.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;the only hard workers in the whole place&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;my pro pizza husband&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;he likes to pretend he&amp;nbsp;actually works&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Thu, 02 Feb 2006 03:31:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Things have been pretty dranatic lately, but i really don&apos;t feel like getting too deep into it. Basically I love the Fantastic Four and I just want all of us to be happy no matter what it takes.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don&apos;t know whats wrong with me lately. I feel like at times I&apos;m not myself and everyone else has been noticing it too. I thought it was from not taking my medicine, but now I&apos;m back on it and not much has changed. Its really affecting bobby. Sometimes I just don&apos;t understand the problem. If theres one thing I&apos;ve learned its that things can&apos;t stay the same forever, everything and everyone changes. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I can&apos;t wait for this year to be over. I really don&apos;t think I&apos;ll miss highschool that much. I don&apos;t want to grow up, but i don&apos;t want to stay in highschool. I would love for this coming summer to just go on forever.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Going to be working a lot coming up. Yay. Its not that bad since I have a job I actually enjoy. I really need the money too since my car has decided to completely fall apart. The only thing that sucks is that I&apos;m gonna be opening more. Working at 10 am, not so bad. Working at 7 am....gah. Goodbye sleep.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I just want to be three again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Sun, 29 Jan 2006 11:00:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;These last few days have been amazing. My parents went up north and bobby and I got to spend so much time together. I loved every minute of it, well except for being woke a bunch of times by him playing with his tongue ring in his sleep, lol. I love him so much. But all fun must eventually come to end, and this fun concluded pretty well I think with Snowcoming. A lot of shit got done at the last minute and there was a lot of hurrying and stress to get ready, but it turned out really nice.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Tue, 24 Jan 2006 16:40:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Home sick right now and bored out of my mind. Got the stupid 24 hour stomach flu, which was not fun. Thank you stephanie and joe, lol. Had to leave school early and Bobby cam over and took care of me while i puked my brains&amp;nbsp;out. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyways,&amp;nbsp;Decided to update since it has been a while. Things have been going good for once. Schools been pretty easy and kinda pumped for snowcoming this weekend. I love how I&apos;ve stopped caring about school dances and barely even put any effort into them anymore. I&apos;m just pumped for Prom cuz i can&apos;t wait to wear my amazing dress. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Last weekend was fun. Friday me and bobby went to the game, but didn&apos;t stay long since we were getting creamed. Went to Ricky&apos;s and Bobby peirced Tanni&apos;s belly button 3 more times. I think it looks sweet. Then me, bobby, ashley, and chris went and saw Underworld Evolution. I loved the first and this one was just as good. Best movie I&apos;ve seen in a while. Saturday I work all day and then we all went to Tanni&apos;s apartment to party. Got kinda drunk and had a lot of fun. What wasn&apos;t fun was getting pulled over when we left. Ashley drove since she was the only one who didn&apos;t drink and she rolled through a flashing red light. The cop had her get out of the car and talked to her and then had me get out of the car. Tried my best to act sober, which i guess i did a good job since he only asked me of there was any alcohol in the car, which there wasn&apos;t, and then let us go without a ticket even. Luckly&amp;nbsp;he didn&apos;t talk to bobby or chris. We deffinitly got lucky. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Tanni&apos;s belly button. It&apos;ll look sweeter when she gets matching balls.&lt;/p&gt;
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