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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2006-09-15T15:32:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-15T22:37:37Z</published>
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    <content type="html">being sick suuucks man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking maybe its just allergies. i hope. i think because my snot is more clearish yellow then green. ahaahahaaahahahahaaa. gross, huh?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are going okay. im 21 so soon! crazyyy only like 80 days. then im officially old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pretty positive im going to be a sales lead aka manager at the chula vista express starting the first week of october. well see how that goes. its a temporary position until holiday is over so if i dont like it then thats okay....she wants to get rid of her other sales lead so id take her spot if i wanted it. good experience, being paid better...not being bored anymore.&lt;br /&gt;well see.</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2006-08-13T22:38:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-14T05:41:18Z</published>
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    <content type="html">so theres this boy. and he makes me smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sends me cute texts when he wakes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have a hard time saying this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i &lt;s&gt;kinda&lt;/s&gt; like him.</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2006-05-06T18:04:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-07T01:13:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-07T01:13:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im not the kind of person that gives my heart away. not really even pieces of it. but when i do give someone any part of me all that i would ever ask for in return is just common courtesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to be with you, i dont want to ruin your relationship. i just want to be able to be your friend. like we were all last semester because god knows....thats all we were in your eyes. so now i dont know why its different and i wish i didnt take this so personally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i gave you a piece. whether you wanted it or not you got it. and i thought i got something too. and i didnt think it would be so much to ask to just see you and know how your life is going. there was never a question in my mind that when i said bye it would be for good. even you didnt want that. well. then you didnt. but i guess things change...or maybe just true feelings come out over time.</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2006-04-25T22:03:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-26T05:20:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-27T01:34:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">maybe this is some type of lesson that i need to learn to just accept things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im too stubborn though to just let someone that i held..no still hold, dearly to me...just be let go. dropped without thinking about it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel like thats what happened to me. just kicked aside from his mind and never wanted to stumble across me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again maybe not. i have no idea and i know im over reacting but...i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ive convinced myself thats what happened and i feel like i have to do something to either see if its true or im just crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way i just need to do something so then i can seal it and be done forever from it.</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2006-03-22T17:21:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-23T01:25:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-23T01:25:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 8th and ocean episode where the girl from kansas city goes dancing and shes the little innocent one...never danced before...yadayada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE. all of the other models for the rest of the night kept saying she was from &lt;b&gt;kansas&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if theyll EVER realise that shes from MISSOURI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...because you know kansas city is IN missouri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just thought it was hilarious how mtv showed clips of the models continuously saying she was from kansas.</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2006-03-19T22:23:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-20T06:52:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-20T06:53:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="this was fun..."&gt;Type your cut contents here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;1. The age you'll be on your next birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.songfight.org/pix/twenty_one/cover400.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.songfight.org/songpage.php%3Fkey%3Dtwenty_one&amp;amp;h=400&amp;amp;w=400&amp;amp;sz=36&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=3&amp;amp;tbnid=NJaCHFPD4CoGYM:&amp;amp;tbnh=120&amp;amp;tbnw=120&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dtwenty%2Bone%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D%26sa%3DG"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px solid" height="120" alt="" width="120" src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:NJaCHFPD4CoGYM:www.songfight.org/pix/twenty_one/cover400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;2. Your favorite color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.diamondrental.com/images/Linens/Solid%2520-%2520Green%2520-%2520Teal.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.diamondrental.com/linens_popup.html&amp;amp;h=681&amp;amp;w=1024&amp;amp;sz=116&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=8&amp;amp;tbnid=KdHhibFmaZUTqM:&amp;amp;tbnh=99&amp;amp;tbnw=150&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dteal%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D%26sa%3DG"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px solid" height="99" alt="" width="150" src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:KdHhibFmaZUTqM:www.diamondrental.com/images/Linens/Solid%2520-%2520Green%2520-%2520Teal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;3. Your middle name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.planetemuscle.com/competi/nabba_wff/MONDE_EUROPE_NABBA_2003/MARIE%20PIERRE%20RIPERT%20%20%2041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="MARIE PIERRE RIPERT   41.JPG" src="http://www.planetemuscle.com/competi/nabba_wff/MONDE_EUROPE_NABBA_2003/TN_MARIE%20PIERRE%20RIPERT%20%20%2041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;4. Your last meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://tell.fll.purdue.edu/JapanProj/FLClipart/Nouns/food%26drink/hamburger.gif&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://tell.fll.purdue.edu/JapanProj/FLClipart/Nounsfood%26drink.html&amp;amp;h=374&amp;amp;w=500&amp;amp;sz=5&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=2&amp;amp;tbnid=z2xMpy5jAkas7M:&amp;amp;tbnh=94&amp;amp;tbnw=127&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dhamburger%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D%26sa%3DG"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px solid" height="94" alt="" width="127" src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:z2xMpy5jAkas7M:tell.fll.purdue.edu/JapanProj/FLClipart/Nouns/food%26drink/hamburger.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;5. A bad habit of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="262" alt="" width="420" src="http://64.211.46.141/postcard/pictures/p2996.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite fruit or vegetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pguiral.free.fr/images/textures/berries.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;7. Favorite animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.newsday.com/media/photo/2003-08/9156556.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.newsday.com/other/special/naturalworld/ny-nw-davis-ladybug,0,505269.photo%3Fcoll%3Dny-nw-nav-promo&amp;amp;h=325&amp;amp;w=400&amp;amp;sz=10&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=16&amp;amp;tbnid=ID6CQvOFbaU_XM:&amp;amp;tbnh=97&amp;amp;tbnw=120&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dladybug%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D%26sa%3DG"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px solid" height="97" alt="" width="120" src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:ID6CQvOFbaU_XM:www.newsday.com/media/photo/2003-08/9156556.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The town you live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="TITLE"&gt;&lt;img height="151" alt="" hspace="12" width="200" align="left" border="5" src="http://www.pacificdentalservices.com/images/Santee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Name of a pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_top" href="http://www.nameportraits.com/portraits/molly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="85" alt="" width="132" src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:pIusKVAE6zSwkM:http://www.nameportraits.com/portraits/molly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Best friends name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.shadesvalleysoftball.org/image.php%3Fid%3D52&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.shadesvalleysoftball.org/&amp;amp;h=337&amp;amp;w=522&amp;amp;sz=169&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=1&amp;amp;tbnid=bQTSEMn48qyHQM:&amp;amp;tbnh=83&amp;amp;tbnw=129&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dbrandiece%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D%26sa%3DG"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px solid" height="83" alt="" width="129" src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:bQTSEMn48qyHQM:www.shadesvalleysoftball.org/image.php%3Fid%3D52" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.cnn.com/FOOD/specials/2000/organic.farms/map.wash.bellingham.lynden.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Your last name.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_top" href="http://putorana.wz.cz/chonna%20makit%20pred%20ustim%20gulemi-iken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="86" alt="" width="129" src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:iGa_YhwwWD9wCM:http://putorana.wz.cz/chonna%2520makit%2520pred%2520ustim%2520gulemi-iken.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2006-03-14T21:49:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-15T06:33:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-15T06:33:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">for some reason i just cant get past this. even hours later. usually i am able to brush off rude people because i know theyre a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th night serving. maybeeee 10th shift working at a restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask me anything about a shirt, pants, jeans ill tell you how its made and why they have a seam there and not one there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask me the difference between a top serloin steak and a ground serloin steak. i couldnt tell you.&lt;br /&gt;(except now i know the ground serloin has gravy and onions while the top serloin doesnt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had this guy and his wife....along with maybe 15 other customers at 2 different parts of the restaurant. about middle aged. she had the potential to be nice...he didnt even smile when i came to the table. should have been a hint. he ordered "all white broasted chicken." well thats what I heard. the broasted chicken takes 20-25 minutes to cook. to specify all white or all dark its an extra .75. i would only know that because i happened to notice that on the menu a while ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bring out their food. "i ordered all legs". oh im so sorry i thought you said all white. "thats interesting because the last guy who took my order the same thing happened." im so sorry but its going to take a couple minutes. ( it takes 20-25 min to cook ANOTHER order of broasted chicken). tell the cooks. go back out and apologise again. i get 2 nods of the heads. walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring out the chicken. go back later to get his dessert(comes with the broasted chicken). "i would like chocolate ice cream with chocolate syrup" bring it out. "i told you vanilla with chocolate syrup" honest to god i think i laughed because i thought he was joking. i get 2 blank stares. he looks at her "ha. well THATS number 2." it took everything i had not to say something or fucking pour it in his lap. i could have sworn on my life he said chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go tell the other waitresses. start crying. they bring it to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im adding drinks to peoples tabs. he comes up. complains i charged him extra for all white meat. (the computer automatically does it). i said "oh im sorry ill fix it. well actually. you ordered all dark meat so its the same price it even says on the menu." go grab the head waitress to explain it to him because i was just about to break down. shows him on the menu. the owner sees everything. comes up to me after and was like they werent happy. i explained why it said white meat and that he ordered dark i just didnt change it. reassures me a little. not much.&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;im extremely impatient with myself when im learning something new. i hate it but then again it makes me strive to work harder. i know im just too hard on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also had this couple my first night serving. they were so nice, so much fun we joke back and forth. i see her come in so i go and say hi. they ask me how everythings going. i cant help but get teary eyed and said well tonight was rough. i had to walk away. i was getting my tips cashed and they were paying and saw me talkingt to the owner. i turn around and they said we hope you dont quit! we like you way too much! i said no of course im not quitting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i was due for a good night of crying. ill get over it. and ill have more rude people and bad nights. and that i think was my 2nd table that i didnt get a tip from. and i know ill probably get more.but i also know ill have more of the nice people. and so far i have run into more nice then rude ones. and it sucks i let them leave as big of a mark as the good ones. but im learning its not worth my energy. and im also learning im only one person and i can only do so much.</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2006-03-12T23:22:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-13T07:30:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-13T07:30:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well helllloooo livejournal. its been awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be sleeping. i barely have time for even that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working almost 40hours every week anddd going to school has ben so stressful. but i like keeping busy. sometimes its just so much though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate school. it makes it worse that 3 of the 4 of my classes credit for absolutly nothing. i just want to drop all except biology because theyre such a waste of time. i probably should. and biology is going to be so hard to even get a c in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serving is so hard. i got a couple complaints tonight. just rembering everything is so hard...and if i dont get someone their ranch as soon as they ask for it while also trying to put in a 4 person order, getting drinks for 6 and grabbing someone a fork. all trying to remeber it while another tables food is up.and my busser is in the back making drinks. crazy. and coming from a job that i know everything at to something i know absolutly nothing about is very frusterating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dont get mad when your waitress doesnt bring it out within the 4 seconds after you asked. because that was me tonight for sure and it sucks.</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2006-01-21T15:45:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-21T23:47:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-21T23:47:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">if youre renting an apratment be sure to take pictures or have some type of documentation of how clean/ undestroyed your apartment is before you move out. or else theyre going to charge you rediculous amounts of money for rediculous things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grossmont monday. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....not.</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2005-10-25T21:58:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-26T04:59:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-26T04:59:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">you know its bad when you walk in to take a midterm worth 25% of your grade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then two minutes later you walk out and dont take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the worst part being.....i dont even care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im stuck in the biggest rut and i dont know what to do to climb out.</content>
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    <title>copied kamala janine...ditto about doing homework :)</title>
    <published>2005-10-08T01:04:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-08T01:04:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">fifteen things you may not know about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.i am very spontaneous. i will drop everything to go anywhere. i.e. drove to la mirada last noche con un muy adorable nino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i havent read a piece of reading for any of my classes yet. weve been in school, what, 2 months now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i often over react. but then a couple minutes later i return to my rational state again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ive realized that when you take psychology classes, youre forced to analyze yourself. so be prepared for a lot of self discovery if you decide to take them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. due to life experience i tend to cherish my friends more then some members of my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i feel overwhelmed if i do not get some alone time every once in a while. driving by myself is probably one of my favorite things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i become extremely stressed out when i cannot hold a conversation with someone. and only with close friends do i not feel akward when it becomes silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. ive slowly, but surely, have started to accept me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. im no longer scared to speak my mind....well, most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. im the biggest san diego spokesperson thats ever lived. lol. if im at work/school/ anywhere and someone says "san diego" my ears perk up and i join in reeeal quick. i miss it. alotalot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. i overanalyze &lt;b&gt;everything&lt;/b&gt;. its very exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. i think its weird when a boy shows interest in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. i trust people...but then again..i kind of dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. it a big deal to me when people go back on their word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. 98% of the time i hate talking on the phone. i have to be in the mood.</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2005-09-30T04:05:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-30T11:07:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-30T11:07:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">juuust in case anyone is worried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have not been evacuated due to the fires in our neighboring cites....well, yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you can be rest assured im okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just kidding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they are kinda close.</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2005-09-24T22:35:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-25T05:41:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-25T05:41:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">if i lived in santa barbara id never go to class. ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun weekend, except ive been so sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badbadbaddd headaches and a sore throat that feels like someone with claws scraped down my throat then every once in a while pinches the sides of it. really weird desciption. but thats EXACTLY how it feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its because ive been exhausted. ive had 9 hrs of sleep in 3 days. and i work or have school every waking hour of the day. uhhh. sucks. at least ill have a nice paycheck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to hardcore dieting. we video taped our weekend...let me telll you. 24 hour will be my new best friend. oh and i never realised how annoying/ high piched my voice is. i apologise. lol.</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2005-09-17T20:05:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-18T03:07:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-18T03:07:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this is what i found when i was looking up possible careers with a psych degree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"(Various other minors may be helpful when combined with psychology in these fields)....fast food restaurant manager"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, isnt THAT just wonderful.</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2005-09-12T23:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-13T06:22:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-13T06:22:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">interesting/random fact: that new nick cannon movie, "underclassmen" i believe is the name of it, was filmed at my school (look at the "spanish-inspired achitechture" in the background).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to the pepper show at house of blues friday night with my old roommate and friends. if you want to come let me know. its about $30 with all the ticketmaster fees.</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2005-09-06T00:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-06T07:30:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-06T07:30:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today pretty much consisted of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching the saved by the bell marathon&lt;br /&gt;buying a digi...finally&lt;br /&gt;and watching laguna&lt;br /&gt;oh and i cant forget about myspacing it several times in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i went to best buy in oxnard, we were once again reminded of the weird people. its as if i dont think about how the people are weird i instantly get reminded again. i cant even describe it, twilight zone. jena said she was waiting for someone to jump out and be like "youre on candid camera!" lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lead such an interesting life here in the "805". thinking about transferring??? oh yes.</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2005-08-22T18:51:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-23T01:57:20Z</published>
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    <content type="html">tomorrow is my only day off for the week. then i go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this little girl came into my store the other day. she honestly could have passed for about 7-10 years old. and she was going to be a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;freshman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; in high school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i felt reeally old. because i preceeded to say " i remember when i was a freshman..." then i thought about it...and that was &lt;b&gt;5&lt;/b&gt; years ago. oh my god. next thing we know itll be our high school reunion.and come to think of it by the time that girl is a senior in college it WILL be our reunion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. i just thought about that way too much.</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2005-08-16T23:42:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-17T06:51:34Z</published>
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    <content type="html">that girl on laguna definitly had a shirt from express on last night. and...they played a lot of dashboard too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...that new movie "the exorcism of emily rose" or something...looks terrifying. especially because it says based on a true story. hah. no, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting excited to go back to school. i think im going to try to do better this year. god im so lame.i &lt;b&gt;have&lt;/b&gt; to do better this year, not &lt;b&gt;try&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annnd im stoked because ive been thinking about upgrading my phone. so i went into cingular and they said that because i was a former at&amp;t member that i get to upgrade my phone to the upgraded version of the one i have for FREE! it has a camera and i can get the polyphonicorsomething ringtones.im supposed to get a coupon in the mail for it. i havnt gotton it yet so im going to going to see if they can just do it now...because thats dumb to make me wait if theyre going to do it anyways.</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2005-08-12T01:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-12T08:24:29Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i took the long way home tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on the 125 i saw a red double decker bus that are driven around london. the driver was even on the passenger side. raaandommm.</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2005-08-10T01:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-10T08:14:04Z</published>
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    <content type="html">theres a little step as you walk up my front porch, and out of habit im always looking at the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so whenever i come home late i think i see a little snake...just like its head poking out of the flower pots. but would always think i was just exaggerating an oddly shaped leaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a snake. and it scared the shit out of me. im still shaken up. its little. and obviously harmless because its a gardner snake. but its still a snake. and im always the one to have to find them at my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i get to look forward to this every night now. how wonderful.</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2005-08-06T23:36:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-07T06:39:12Z</published>
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    <content type="html">another thing to add to my parkway plaza list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....only at parkway plaza would the kottonmouth kings come to sign autographs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course it was right next to my store... biggest bro event of the year.</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2005-08-05T18:38:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-06T01:43:56Z</published>
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    <content type="html">you know youre at parkway plaza when:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-every other car in the parking lot have a volcom, srh or "east county" sticker on the window&lt;br /&gt;-you will invitably see a random person that was in one of your classes in high school&lt;br /&gt;-2/3 of the girls there are wearing clothes 2 sizes too small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youre walking through the parking lot and a lifted truck that says "cowgirl up" on the windshield drives past...and its MOOING. yes mooing. you know, like a cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh...east county.</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2005-08-03T23:17:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-04T06:22:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-04T21:30:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i decided that if my paychecks are big enough im buying a digital camera. its about time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought about getting an ipod for a minute...but then ive only heard about how everyones breaks, and thats just ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got mad when my mom said i should save my money instead. ha..riigghtt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;even though i know i should...&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>o0blueyedgirl0o @ 2005-07-31T00:30:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-31T07:32:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-31T07:32:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">dashboard was &lt;b&gt;amazing&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in love with the lead singer. gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still really pissed i didnt get to see the killers. ohh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;street scene was so fun.</content>
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    <title>i could live with this...</title>
    <published>2005-07-26T23:36:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-26T23:36:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">jobpredictor.com is the best website everrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lynden, Your ideal job is a Emperor of all the world." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....but they really meant to say "emperess".</content>
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