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  <title>;o) ReD hoT. caNt stoP. LeTs LiVe 4 tHe moMenT ;o)</title>
  <subtitle>Tiff*</subtitle>
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    <name>Tiff*</name>
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  <updated>2005-06-27T23:34:12Z</updated>
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    <title>...</title>
    <published>2005-06-27T23:34:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-27T23:34:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this is hard. okay so i know i haven't updated in a long ass time, but i really just wanna write about this because i'm having a hard time with it right now. my birthday is friday. and every birthday for the past 15 years i've wondered if he was going to remember, if he was going to call. i'd get really down and confused and just...kinda anti-social. but this year, i have nothing to wonder about. because he's dead. this year's different than all the last. i cant cry and say, maybe he forgot. or he just doesn't care. this year...he's gone. it was so easy when he was alive. to hate him that is. i had JUST finished the letter i'd written him 2 days before my mom got the call. i guess i just felt that he needed to know wat he was missing. i wanted him to know that yeah, like everyone else i've had my fair share of screw ups...but i am worth knowing. and i'm loved by so many people and i have the best family, boyfriend and friends in the world. and he missed out. but everythings different now. and even tho its been 2 1/2 months since he's died, i still think about it all every day. and in a way, i'm pissed. i never had the chance to say everything i wanted to say. i never had a chance to make him feel like shit. like he was worthless. like he made me feel. when his dad, who i guess biologically is my grandfather, called my mom, he told her to tell me that it wasnt that he didnt love me. it was that he loved the bottle more. i'm not even 20 years old yet. its so unfair. i didnt have any choice in the matter. they didnt even call me until a week after he'd died and the funeral was over. i guess they wanted to keep me away. not cause any type of trouble. i dont even know how they FOUND us. i was the only one of his kids NOT mentioned in the obituary. his other 4 kids were. my older brother who he had with his first wife, dennis. and his 3 kids with his 3rd wife, kevin, kathleen and kyle. i doubt they even know about me. watever. things are different now. i feel a little better.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:irisheyez133:46041</id>
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    <title>like ice cream on a horny day...</title>
    <published>2005-02-08T02:23:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-08T02:23:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>everwood</lj:music>
    <content type="html">okay i'm doing something VERY strange here....i'm updating!!!! which i havent done in umpteen million years. okay. wat is going on in my life currently. no longer in school. kinda failed all my classes. i dont know wat my problem is. i think school just isnt for me. its killing my mom cuz she thinks i have no future or something but seriously, school isnt for everyone. i really tried this semester, but its just not the right time i guess. and dad lost his job the other morning. so my mom is of course in shambles and her way of making herself feel better is trying to put restrictions on me. its irritating. so i'm working. a lot. tryin to get the full time gig goin but i applied to be the manager and shit since my manager left but i dont think i'm gonna get it knowing that 3 other managers applied for the job. so i'm kinda stressing bout work shit right now. it's a good thing i have an amazing boyfriend. his name is mark. he's 24. from wilmington. he's 6'4. if i were a guy, i'd be scared shitless of him. but he's wicked cute. and i love him. which is huge for me. and he loves me. which is huge for him. and he treats me so amazingly. i'm sooooo not used to it. okay. i saw a shiny object and got distracted. lata kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nikki i miss you too babe&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;    thanks for the voicemail!! made my nite!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:irisheyez133:45521</id>
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    <title>why dont you take a seat here</title>
    <published>2004-10-29T00:07:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-29T00:07:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>law and order: SVU</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v57/beautifu1disasta/sexiest3bitchesalive.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v57/beautifu1disasta/MWAH.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kisses for you...haha had to waste a few pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v57/beautifu1disasta/take1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v57/beautifu1disasta/take2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE TWO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v57/beautifu1disasta/yummy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who are these kids, they just kinda sat next to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v57/beautifu1disasta/mikenikki.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mike and nikki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v57/beautifu1disasta/nikkimike.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nikki and mike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v57/beautifu1disasta/meandbob.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sexy bob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v57/beautifu1disasta/carmineandme.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sexy carmine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v57/beautifu1disasta/flinkandfrye.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sexiest dans ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;game over.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:irisheyez133:45203</id>
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    <title>ganked from nikki. DO IT BITCHES! hehe</title>
    <published>2004-10-22T04:50:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-22T04:50:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>your mom</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ask me 3 questions, no more no less. Ask me anything you want, and I will answer truthfully and fully. Then I want you to go to your journal, and copy and paste this, allowing your friends (including me) to ask you anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnnnnnnnnnd:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please using only one sentence, say something that you like or admire about me. When you're done, post this meme in your journal, and I'll do the same for you. If we're relatively new friends and you don't know much about me, you can cheat by checking my info page for common interests, or default by saying "I love your icon" or some such thing. Thanks for playing. &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;the red sox make me wet</content>
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    <title>cheater cheater pumpkin eater a-rod sucks cocks and thinks he's a leader</title>
    <published>2004-10-20T05:02:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-20T05:02:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm sorry, i had no idea these were YOUR lungs. i hate judgemental people. everyone needs to get off my ass about smoking. i'm beginning to get really irritated.</content>
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    <title>fish says hi. so does newton. and chino. and missy. oh and my mom. and yours.</title>
    <published>2004-10-13T04:07:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-13T04:07:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>fresh prince baby</lj:music>
    <content type="html">not gonna jynx it...lets just hope he's different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a sadder note, the sox lost. and i claim full responsibility for the loss. i had work until 10:30 and when i got home and put on my lucky shirt(the one i wore during the rest of the playoff games) they started hitting. however, it was a little too late. i'm sorry. :*(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i HATE being judged. because 99 times out of 100, you're WRONG. get to know me and you'll realize that.</content>
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    <title>fill it out because you love me. or because you dont love me. either way, fill it out :P</title>
    <published>2004-10-09T04:11:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-09T04:11:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. Tell me something obvious about you.&lt;br /&gt;2. Tell me something about you that many don't know.&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you normally go the safe route or take the short cut?&lt;br /&gt;5. Name one thing you want that you can't buy with money.&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your most treasured possession?&lt;br /&gt;7. What is the one thing you hate most about yourself that you do often?&lt;br /&gt;8. Tell me something sexually about you that I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;9. Tell me something sexually about you that everyone knows.&lt;br /&gt;10. What is your favorite lie to tell?&lt;br /&gt;11. Name something you've done once that you can't wait to do again.&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you the jealous type?&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the one person, place or thing you can't say no to?&lt;br /&gt;14. What is the nicest thing someone has ever done for you?&lt;br /&gt;15. If you could do something crazy right now, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;16. When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;17. When was the last time you felt so good that nothing else mattered?&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you feel comfortable in public with no shirt on?&lt;br /&gt;19. Name something embarrassing you did while being drunk.&lt;br /&gt;20. If you post this in your journal would you like me to answer it</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:irisheyez133:44244</id>
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    <title>fuck you a-rod</title>
    <published>2004-10-07T02:01:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-07T02:01:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>minnesota new york game</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firsts.&lt;br /&gt;First best friend: umm...erica&lt;br /&gt;First car: '84 chevy caprice classic&lt;br /&gt;First date: oh god. um...pat, 8th grade&lt;br /&gt;First real kiss: haha, i'd tell you but then i'd have to kill you. not something i'd like to relive lol. summer goin into the 6th grade&lt;br /&gt;First screen name: Tiff1358&lt;br /&gt;First self purchased CD: MA$E&lt;br /&gt;First pets: my dog indie. a ciao ciao(or however u spell it)&lt;br /&gt;First piercing/tattoo: ears, 1st grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.LASTS.&lt;br /&gt;Last cigarette: 10 minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;Last car ride: earlier&lt;br /&gt;Last kiss: umm..ew. a month ago. ex-bf&lt;br /&gt;Last good cry: dont remember&lt;br /&gt;Last library book checked out: a month ago, thing pink line&lt;br /&gt;Last movie seen: 13 going on 30 haha&lt;br /&gt;Last beverage drank: agua&lt;br /&gt;Last food consumed: chicken parm and spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;Last crush: a boy named mike, none recently tho&lt;br /&gt;Last phone call: my mom lol&lt;br /&gt;Last time showered: this morning&lt;br /&gt;Last shoes worn: adidas sandals&lt;br /&gt;Last cd played: my killaahh mix&lt;br /&gt;Last item bought: a drink at school&lt;br /&gt;Last annoyance: my dog jumping up onto my lap. she too big to be a lapdog lol.&lt;br /&gt;Last disappointment: not being with my friends :(&lt;br /&gt;Last shirt worn: my pj's shirt, red sox. should prob leave out that its a nomah shirt tho huh&lt;br /&gt;Last website visited: livejournal&lt;br /&gt;Last word/s you said: missy get down!&lt;br /&gt;Last song you sang: until the day i die&lt;br /&gt;What color socks are you wearing? none&lt;br /&gt;What color of underwear are you wearing? navy and baby blue striped&lt;br /&gt;What's under your bed? sega, burlingtonopoly&lt;br /&gt;What time did you wake up today? this morning, 9AM, this afternoon, 6:40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUTURE&lt;br /&gt;where do you want to go? no idear, i think i wanna do something writing related, this month anyhow lol&lt;br /&gt;What is your career going to be? ^^^&lt;br /&gt;Where are you going to live? this area&lt;br /&gt;How many kids do you want? two&lt;br /&gt;What kind of car(s): i like my buick bitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT&lt;br /&gt;Current mood: pensive&lt;br /&gt;Current music: none, watchin the yankees twins game&lt;br /&gt;Current taste: um, agua&lt;br /&gt;Current hair: ponytail&lt;br /&gt;Current clothes: shorts and tee&lt;br /&gt;Current annoyance(s): tummyache&lt;br /&gt;Current desktop picture: manny&lt;br /&gt;Current book: my lit book&lt;br /&gt;Current hate: not being with my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) - you've done&lt;br /&gt;(_) - you haven't done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) been drunk&lt;br /&gt;(x) been high&lt;br /&gt;(x) kissed a member of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;(x) kissed a member of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;( ) crashed a friend's car&lt;br /&gt;( ) been to Japan&lt;br /&gt;( ) ridden in a taxi&lt;br /&gt;(x) been dumped&lt;br /&gt;( ) been fired or laid off&lt;br /&gt;(x) been in a fist fight (with my sister, no1 else will fight me lol)&lt;br /&gt;(x) snuck out of my parent's house&lt;br /&gt;( ) ever had a crush on someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;( ) ever dated someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;(x) had feelings for someone who didnt have them back&lt;br /&gt;( ) been arrested&lt;br /&gt;(x) made out with a stranger&lt;br /&gt;(x) stole something from my job&lt;br /&gt;( ) celebrated new years in time square&lt;br /&gt;(x) gone on a blind date&lt;br /&gt;( ) had a crush on a teacher&lt;br /&gt;( ) celebrated mardi-gras in new orleans&lt;br /&gt;( ) been to Europe&lt;br /&gt;(x) skipped school&lt;br /&gt;(x) cut myself on purpose&lt;br /&gt;( ) been married&lt;br /&gt;( ) gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;( ) had children&lt;br /&gt;( ) seen someone die.&lt;br /&gt;( ) been to Africa.&lt;br /&gt;(x) Punched a friend&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been to Canada&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been to Mexico&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been on a plane&lt;br /&gt;( ) Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;br /&gt;(x) Thrown up in a bar(in the bathroom lol)&lt;br /&gt;( ) Purposely set a part of myself on fire&lt;br /&gt;(x) Eaten Sushi&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Snowboarding&lt;br /&gt;( ) Met someone in person from the internet&lt;br /&gt;( ) Mosh&lt;br /&gt;( ) had real feelings for someone you knew only online&lt;br /&gt;( ) been in an abusive relationship&lt;br /&gt;( ) been pregnant or got someone pregnant&lt;br /&gt;( ) lost a child&lt;br /&gt;(x) gone to college&lt;br /&gt;( ) graduated college&lt;br /&gt;(x) had sexual intercourse of any kind&lt;br /&gt;(x) taken painkillers&lt;br /&gt;( ) loved someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNIQUE --&lt;br /&gt;1. Nervous Habits? &lt;br /&gt;2. Are you double jointed? my fingers are lol&lt;br /&gt;3. Can you roll your tongue? into a tunnel, backwards, into a clover and flip it over&lt;br /&gt;4. Can you raise one eyebrow at a time? naw&lt;br /&gt;5 Can you blow spit bubble? yes&lt;br /&gt;6. Can you cross your eyes? i think so lol&lt;br /&gt;7. Tattoos? not yet&lt;br /&gt;8. Piercings and where? 9 in the ears&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you make your bed daily? nope lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- CLOTHES --&lt;br /&gt;10. Which shoe goes on first? i think my left&lt;br /&gt;11. Speaking of shoes, have you ever thrown one at anyone? duh&lt;br /&gt;12. On the average, how much money do you carry in your wallet? uh, a nickel, just so i can sing the sont&lt;br /&gt;13. What jewelry do you wear 24/7? my necklace and earrings, my rings durin the day&lt;br /&gt;14. Favorite piece of clothing? my hoodies&lt;br /&gt;-- FOOD --&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it? twirl&lt;br /&gt;16. Have you ever eaten Spam? nope&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite ice cream flavor? soft serve, twist, choc jimmies. i love for it&lt;br /&gt;18. How many cereals in your cabinet? i dunno, i never eat breakfast&lt;br /&gt;19. What's your favourite beverage? beeeeer&lt;br /&gt;20. What's your favorite restaurant? i like the 9's lol&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you cook? yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- GROOMING --&lt;br /&gt;22. How often do you brush your teeth? uh 2wice a day lol&lt;br /&gt;23. Hair drying method? hairdryer&lt;br /&gt;24. Have you ever colored/highlighted your hair? highlighted since i was 13 lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- MANNERS --&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you swear? fuck no&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you ever spit? not usually lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE --&lt;br /&gt;27. Animal? i think a hippo. they're hot.&lt;br /&gt;28. Food? ice cream. both kinds ;) haha&lt;br /&gt;29. Month? april&lt;br /&gt;30. Day? doesnt matter. sunday means school starts tomorrow, thursday means work starts for the weekend. which do i prefer? work, or school. prob school.&lt;br /&gt;31. Favorite cartoon character? patrick starr&lt;br /&gt;32. Favorite brand of shoes? i like my adidas sandals and sketchers thank ya&lt;br /&gt;33. Subject in school? um. english or journalism currently&lt;br /&gt;34. Color? red. orange.&lt;br /&gt;35. Sport? hockey&amp;baseball&lt;br /&gt;36. TV show? i like real world and laguna beach. and jack and bobby. i'm sucha geek. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- IN AND AROUND --&lt;br /&gt;41. The CD player? my mix&lt;br /&gt;42. Person you talk most on the phone with? depends on the day&lt;br /&gt;43. Ever taken a cab? nope&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you regularly check yourself out in store windows and mirrors? i dont wanna scare myself&lt;br /&gt;45. What color is your bedroom? blue&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you use an alarm clock? yes&lt;br /&gt;47. Window seat or aisle? window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- LA LA LAND --&lt;br /&gt;48. What's your sleeping position? depends on my mood&lt;br /&gt;49. Even in hot weather do you use a blanket? def&lt;br /&gt;50. Do you snore? nope&lt;br /&gt;51. Do you sleepwalk? nope&lt;br /&gt;52. Do you talk in your sleep? sometimes lol&lt;br /&gt;53. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? stitch&lt;br /&gt;54. How about with the light on? nooo&lt;br /&gt;55. Do you fall asleep with the TV or radio on? tv, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T or F&lt;br /&gt;you cook your own dinner: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;you do your own chores: true&lt;br /&gt;your parents still give you money for things: false&lt;br /&gt;you're gay: false, unless i'm with maggie or nikki ;)&lt;br /&gt;you walk around barefoot indoors most of the time: false&lt;br /&gt;you got laid today: false(i wish)&lt;br /&gt;you like beef jerky: false&lt;br /&gt;your 1st car was new: false&lt;br /&gt;you own more than one brush: true&lt;br /&gt;your favorite color is red: true&lt;br /&gt;you plan on never going to college: false&lt;br /&gt;you're completely broke right now: false&lt;br /&gt;you never shop at the mall: false&lt;br /&gt;you're happy with your hair: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;you own 3 dogs: false&lt;br /&gt;you spend your money wisely: wickedy false&lt;br /&gt;you're always making new friends: true&lt;br /&gt;you like to swim: true&lt;br /&gt;you get bored taking a shower: false&lt;br /&gt;you're patient: false&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER ONE:&lt;br /&gt;- Birthplace: winchester&lt;br /&gt;- Hometown: burlington&lt;br /&gt;- Righty or Lefty: righty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER TWO:&lt;br /&gt;-- Your heritage: 85% IRISH baby...15% italian&lt;br /&gt;-- The shoes you wore today: adidas sandlas&lt;br /&gt;-- Your weakness: a guy who makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;-- Your fears: dying alone. snakes. mimes. weird i know.&lt;br /&gt;-- Goal you'd like to achieve: make my parents proud of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER THREE:&lt;br /&gt;--- Your most overused phrase on MSN: AIM= lol, no doubt&lt;br /&gt;-- Your thoughts first waking up: ew, i wanna go back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;--- Your best physical feature: ask any guy they'll say my boobs, however germ says the turtle. my eyes i guess? &lt;br /&gt;--- Your bedtime: depends on my mood&lt;br /&gt;--- Your most missed memory: bsc's retardedly drunken (every)nites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER FOUR:&lt;br /&gt;---- Pepsi or Coke: coke&lt;br /&gt;---- McDonald's or Burger King: McD's&lt;br /&gt;---- Single or group dates: either&lt;br /&gt;---- Adidas or Nike: adidas&lt;br /&gt;---- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: lipton&lt;br /&gt;---- Chocolate or vanilla: twist&lt;br /&gt;---- Cappuccino or coffee: iced coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER FIVE:&lt;br /&gt;----- Smoke: yes&lt;br /&gt;----- Cuss: yes&lt;br /&gt;----- Sing: badly&lt;br /&gt;----- Take a shower everyday: yup&lt;br /&gt;----- Have a crush: nope&lt;br /&gt;----- Do you think you've been in love: nope&lt;br /&gt;----- Want to go to college: i'm in college #2&lt;br /&gt;----- Like(d) high school: yeah kinda&lt;br /&gt;----- Want to get married: 27 times bitches&lt;br /&gt;----- Believe in yourself: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;----- Get motion sickness: not if i sleep&lt;br /&gt;----- Think you're attractive: ewww&lt;br /&gt;----- Think you're a health freak: haha no&lt;br /&gt;----- Get along with your parent(s): at times. my mom, most of the time. my dad, only when we're talkin about sports&lt;br /&gt;----- Like thunderstorms: petrified, but i love em&lt;br /&gt;----- Play an instrument: piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER SIX:&lt;br /&gt;In the past month...&lt;br /&gt;------ Drank alcohol: yes&lt;br /&gt;------ Smoked: yes&lt;br /&gt;------ Done a drug: yes&lt;br /&gt;------ Had Sex: yes&lt;br /&gt;------ Made Out: yes&lt;br /&gt;------ Gone on a date: yes&lt;br /&gt;------ Gone to the mall?: yes&lt;br /&gt;------ Eaten an entire box of Oreos: omg how'd you know??? no lol&lt;br /&gt;------ Eaten sushi: no&lt;br /&gt;------ Been on stage: no&lt;br /&gt;------ Been dumped: yes&lt;br /&gt;------ Gone skating: no&lt;br /&gt;------ Made homemade cookies: yes&lt;br /&gt;------ Gone skinny dipping: no&lt;br /&gt;------ Dyed your hair: highlighted&lt;br /&gt;------ Stolen anything: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER SEVEN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever...&lt;br /&gt;------- Played a game that required removal of clothing: strip poker haha&lt;br /&gt;------- If so, was it mixed company: duh&lt;br /&gt;------- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: me?? no never. okay maybe a few times haha&lt;br /&gt;------- Been caught "doing something": hahahaha yeah&lt;br /&gt;------- Been called a tease: yeah lol&lt;br /&gt;------- Gotten beaten up: no1 will fight me :(&lt;br /&gt;------- Shoplifted: yes&lt;br /&gt;------- Changed who you were to fit in: haha no. i am who i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER EIGHT:&lt;br /&gt;-------- Age you hope to be married: we'll see&lt;br /&gt;-------- Numbers and Names of Children: 2&lt;br /&gt;-------- Describe your Dream Wedding: i dont think about that shit lol&lt;br /&gt;-------- How do you want to die: quickly&lt;br /&gt;-------- Where you want to go to college: i'm at MCC, was at BSC, who knows where else&lt;br /&gt;-------- What do you want to be when you grow up: i think a writer&lt;br /&gt;--------What country would you most like to visit: ireland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER NINE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a guy...&lt;br /&gt;--------- Best eye color? blue or green&lt;br /&gt;--------- Best hair color? no preference&lt;br /&gt;--------- Short or long hair: depends on the guy..&lt;br /&gt;--------- height: tall&lt;br /&gt;--------- Best weight: not scrawny&lt;br /&gt;--------- Best articles of clothing: none haha&lt;br /&gt;--------- Best first date location: hockey or baseball game&lt;br /&gt;--------- Best first kiss location: in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER TEN:&lt;br /&gt;---------- # of drugs taken illegally: 2&lt;br /&gt;---------- # of people I could trust with my life: 4&lt;br /&gt;---------- # of CDs that I own: 598037868947543598476y846732&lt;br /&gt;---------- # of piercings: 9&lt;br /&gt;---------- # of tattoos: 0&lt;br /&gt;---------- # of scars on my body: a few&lt;br /&gt;---------- # of things in my past that I regret: regrets are bad. every decision you make makes you who you are. no regrets, i had reasons for making those decisions at one point&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/ljcut&amp;gt;</content>
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    <title>I LOVE MY SLUT</title>
    <published>2004-10-02T04:28:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-02T04:28:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAGGILICIUOS BURKERIFIC!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;love you my lesbian loving slutbag whore. miss you. hope you have a super-d-duper bday. MUAH! xOxOxOxOxO&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>the line is a dot to you! monkeyfucker!!! muahaha</title>
    <published>2004-09-26T04:00:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-26T04:00:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nikki's harmonic voice</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i bought a new fish. his name is &lt;font color="#000099" size="6"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fish &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff" size="3"&gt;and he is beautiful. he looks like a rainbow. patrick named him fish, but my sister is fighting it. she insists he be named steak. silly girl. my dog's depressed. i'm worried she'll do something stupid. we took the bunkbeds out of my bro's room so she doesnt have a bed anymore. now she has to sleep on her doggy bed. poor missy. at least she still has her giant spongebob.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;missin my girls and boys &amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff9900" size="5"&gt;xO*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>me and you baby aint nothin but mammals</title>
    <published>2004-09-20T03:36:40Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-20T03:39:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>law&amp;order</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i hate drama. its so dumb. people need to quit their frigin bitchin. GET OVER IT! i like being there for my friends when they have problems. because i know they have my back too. and i love them to death and would do &lt;strong&gt;anything&lt;/strong&gt; for them. and if acquaintances occassionally come to me when they're wicked upset and have no one else to talk to, thats fine. i dont mind. but when people i dont like, care about and&amp;nbsp;dont give a shit about me are &lt;strong&gt;constantly&lt;/strong&gt; coming to me with their problems, stupid problems that could be easily fixed with common sense, then i get irritated. everything is not all about you people. everyones got problems. so&amp;nbsp;shut the fuck up. thank you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;venting session over. i feel sick.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;3 MB&amp;amp;NP &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>u just made my nite ;)</title>
    <published>2004-09-12T04:26:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-12T04:26:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>soX game</lj:music>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:irisheyez133:42171</id>
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    <title>* i wanted you to know i LoVe the waY yOu LauGh * &amp;lt;3</title>
    <published>2004-09-09T02:43:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-09T02:43:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the soX game</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;soooo tired. good day. classes started. boo that. droppin intro to law. its too early and back to back with journalism. ryans in my journalism class. thats hot. then writing. met some pretty cool characters. got one class tomorrow, math. woopity doo. came home and cleaned. now i'm here. oh wait, i forgot something. well not really. my maggs nikki and steph came up and we went out to eat and such!!!!!!!!!!!! my god did i miss them. i tried so hard not to cry when i left them lol. i think we scared away the old ladies at the table next to us with our very sexual conversation topics. especially when nikki like, stopped breathing and couldnt stop laughing. that made me giggle. cant even tell u how much i miss those crazy bsc kids. LoVe yOu aLL muCho&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Joey: And you never knew she was a lesbian...&lt;br&gt;Ross: No!! Okay?! Why does everyone keep fixating on that? She didn't know, how should I know?&lt;br&gt;Chandler: Sometimes I wish I was a lesbian... (They all stare at him.) Did I say that out loud?&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>.-'&amp;gt;and if you ever said you missed me than don't say you never lied &amp;lt;'-.</title>
    <published>2004-09-05T03:13:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-05T03:13:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>jefferson airplane - white rabbit</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;blah. so i live at sears now, i tell ya that? worked a 11 hour shift today. fun. made some good sales tho. 50 hours this past week.&amp;nbsp;got my finger stuck in this weird jewelry cloth&amp;nbsp;case thingy. my finger swelled up and&amp;nbsp;turned purple then cut into me. lol a customer and houda helped me get it out as i was jumpin up and down. then got it&amp;nbsp;jammed in a drawer. oh man lol, such a dumbass. got in a fight with&amp;nbsp;humpty dumpty. i&amp;nbsp;swear to you i am gonna slap her one of these days.&amp;nbsp;classes start at mcc on wednesday.&amp;nbsp; ew. sox lost tonite. ew. so did the yankees. yay. anaheim won. ew. i love boys. okay i'm spent. yeah. LoVe ya muCho.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#ff0000"&gt;(&amp;nbsp; That's when he calls you up out of the blue one day. And you know he thinks he's talking to the girl that you used to be. So when you tell him he's just a memory, ain't it funny how his voice cracks when he says goodbye?&amp;nbsp; )&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;....oh yeah, i miss my timothy&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>every step i take...every move i make...i'll be missin you</title>
    <published>2004-09-01T01:39:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-01T01:39:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>george talkin and the sox game</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;been kinda a rough day. its my grampa's birthday.&amp;nbsp; he was the only man i've ever trusted. he helped raise me. cant even tell you how much he meant to me.&amp;nbsp; but i tried to keep myself distracted. it was supposed to be my only day off from work but i ended up workin 11-2 as a favor to my manager. watchin the sox kick ASS right now.&amp;nbsp;i love it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
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* and i didn't get to say goodbye *&lt;br&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; * i really wish i got to say goodbye *&lt;br&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; * and im sure the view from heaven *&lt;br&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; * beats the hell out of mine here *&lt;br&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;* and if we all believe in heaven *&lt;br&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;* maybe we'll make it through one more year *&lt;br&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;* i hope that i find you in heaven *&lt;br&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; 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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:irisheyez133:41319</id>
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    <title>i see you baBy! shakin that AsS!! ;o)</title>
    <published>2004-08-30T02:50:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-30T02:52:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Alicia Keys talkin bout the amazing Ray Charles on the VMA's</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;just rearranged my room. made room for my killah blue disk chair. hott. works dandy. i hate people. they're so dumb. too bad i dont care wat ppl think bout me :D &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;thought of the day: people cause waaay to much drama. everyone should just smoke a blunt and chill the fuck out :oP&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Rachel:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="0000ff" size="3"&gt; Okay, you're coming with me, and I also told them that if we're still here when they get off that we'll go down to the cafeteria and have some Jell-O with them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Joey:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;(in a sexy voice) &lt;/font&gt;Yep! There's always room for Jell-O...&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Rachel:&lt;/font&gt; Joey, how do you make that dirty?&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Joey:&lt;/font&gt; Oh, it's easy. Yeah, I-I can do it with anything. Watch uh, &lt;font size="2"&gt;(snaps his fingers and in a sexy voice)&lt;/font&gt; Grandma's chicken sala&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:irisheyez133:41110</id>
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    <title>hey! who lives in a pineapple under the sea??? :oP</title>
    <published>2004-08-28T03:49:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-28T03:49:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the voices in my head singing time after time</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;laLalA. so. middlesex. that should be fun. at work last weekend i saw laura from bsc. cant tell u how happy i was. i wanted to cry. goddamn do i miss those fucking kids.&amp;nbsp;work was fun. humpty dumpty drives me nuts tho. she got pissed cuz i sold a pair of diamond studs for $1000 and she didnt sell shit today :p i love it. i had the hot LP guy pissin himself laughin when i was tellin him bout her. yum. oh, i almost forgot. i fell in love today. 6'2. &lt;font color="#663300"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; hair. &lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; eyes. in his cop uniform. when i told him where watch repair was he said thanks and winked and smiled at me. oh man, so fucking gorgeous. then when i told my manager about him she called me a slut and said i had too many bf's already. hahaha. i love my boys tho. okay, i've spotted a shiny object and i'm gettin distracted. peace out homeslice. hehe.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0033cc"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Topanga&lt;/strong&gt;: what, do you think this is funny?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cory:&lt;/strong&gt; no, I think its the opposite of funny. I think its...wood.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hahahaha&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>* and its hard to tell who really cares and who's just pretending... *</title>
    <published>2004-08-23T05:26:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-23T05:26:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>george pronouncing the word creative over and over lol</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;yeah i got bored so i made a new LJ&amp;nbsp;layout lol...also helps the stress factor. i feel like i now live at sears since i'm there like, all day everyday. sucks that my jenna got fired, but i still got my sears boys and the old really conservative indian ladies that i never fail to shock lol. apparantly i'm a bad bad evil girl haha. humpty dumpty's drivin me nuts tho. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ps. i miss my friends and lesbian lovers.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;" i'm in that, in between stage. in between relationships, in between staying&amp;nbsp;young and growing up and i plan on staying here for a while. because i'm not quite ready to move onto the next stage. i'm just happy stuck in between. "&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>hELL yes jenna baby! me and you! woohooooo!</title>
    <published>2004-08-12T02:40:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-12T02:40:10Z</updated>
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    <title>irisheyez133 @ 2004-08-10T23:18:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-11T03:21:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-11T03:21:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;HAHAHAHA! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;YOU ARE ALL THE SAME! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;lets have some fun baby ;)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:irisheyez133:39430</id>
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    <title>* just seeing the way u look at me makes me meLt *</title>
    <published>2004-08-07T16:07:40Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-07T16:07:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;and the heavenly silence is gone...the fam has returned. dont get me wrong, i missed them. it was too damn quiet around here. but it was nice not having to worry about things.&amp;nbsp; worked all week. went to tristans. got to help jenna with her drama since i dont have much in my life haha. love ya jenner, u know that no matter what i'm here.&amp;nbsp; talked to my maggs last nite...never mad, just worried. love and miss you like whoa. its starting to hit me that everyones going back to school at the end of the month...oh well. its not for everyone. the second i'm aloud in those dorms i'm comin down tho! be forewarned!! haha. people make me laugh. they say silly things. its a good thing i dont let people get to me at all lol. well, as mommadukes would say, i'm off like a promdress. wow. haha...LOVE YOU!!&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;For once in my life I'm at a loss for words. The truth of the matter is … that being with you was the only time I have ever been happy. ~ Cruel Intentions&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>work sucks. maybe i'll just win the lottery instead.</title>
    <published>2004-08-02T01:14:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-02T02:33:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i know, wow. too many in one day. BOREDOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name: tiff&lt;br /&gt;age: 19&lt;br /&gt;hair: blonde&lt;br /&gt;eyes: green&lt;br /&gt;birthday: 7/1&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend/girlfriend: tristan&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List 10 things you want to do in the next 2 years&lt;br /&gt;10. learn how to change a tire&lt;br /&gt;9. make my parents proud of me&lt;br /&gt;8. learn not to let stress overcome me so much&lt;br /&gt;7. get my tattoo(once i figure out EXACTLY wat i want)&lt;br /&gt;6. put my past behind me...&lt;br /&gt;5. do something that'll shock everyone &lt;br /&gt;4. cook a whole entire thanksgiving dinner all by myself&lt;br /&gt;3. jump out of a plane&lt;br /&gt;2. build something&lt;br /&gt;1. fall in love with someone who loves me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nine things that make you smile&lt;br /&gt;9. my baby bro and sis makin me proud&lt;br /&gt;8. puttin people in their place haha&lt;br /&gt;7. ice creaaammm(the kind that comes in a cone lol)&lt;br /&gt;6. certain songs&lt;br /&gt;5. havin my fave ppl call me&lt;br /&gt;4. when my nintendo works hehe&lt;br /&gt;3. certain movies&lt;br /&gt;2. my beach&lt;br /&gt;1. my boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eight things you'd buy with a million dollars&lt;br /&gt;8. a house&lt;br /&gt;7. a new cell&lt;br /&gt;6. a new carrr&lt;br /&gt;5. a duck named wilbert. white with an orange beak. haha&lt;br /&gt;4. lots of dvd's&lt;br /&gt;3. illegal things&lt;br /&gt;2. a better pool table&lt;br /&gt;1. stuff for my house lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven things things that make you cry&lt;br /&gt;7. butterfly kisses by bob carlisle&lt;br /&gt;6. family&lt;br /&gt;5. death...&lt;br /&gt;4. the passion of the christ&lt;br /&gt;3. my dad...&lt;br /&gt;2. if u tickle me enough lol&lt;br /&gt;1. boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;six people you cannot live without&lt;br /&gt;6. my boy, the bsc kids, pat...too many&lt;br /&gt;5. steph, jenna&lt;br /&gt;4. nikki&lt;br /&gt;3. maggs&lt;br /&gt;2. the rest of my fam&lt;br /&gt;1. my mom aunt and nana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five bad moments u'll never forget&lt;br /&gt;5. breaking my moms heart...even if it wasnt my fault...&lt;br /&gt;4. having some of the most hurtful things ever said to me&lt;br /&gt;3. somethin that happened at school...&lt;br /&gt;2. the wednesday before my 16th birthday&lt;br /&gt;1. the day my grampa died &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four favorite songs at this moment&lt;br /&gt;4. beautiful disaster- AHF&lt;br /&gt;3. pieces of me- ashlee simpson&lt;br /&gt;2. one thing- finger eleven&lt;br /&gt;1. view from heaven- yellowcard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three things you're most afraid of&lt;br /&gt;3. snakes&lt;br /&gt;2. losing the people i love&lt;br /&gt;1. dying alone and unloved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two amazing moments u'll never forget&lt;br /&gt;2. my favorite kiss&lt;br /&gt;1. first kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one thing that makes you happiest&lt;br /&gt;1. &amp;lt;3 he does &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>* the other ones, they dont matter. theres only you. * &amp;lt;3</title>
    <published>2004-08-01T23:00:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-01T23:01:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>KC and JoJo- All my life&gt;because yes. i am a dork. haha.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;lalala. now time for an unlocked entry. hehe. okay. recap of the past few days&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;**&amp;gt;&amp;gt; 1. workin for colleen in jewelry(at sears) is fun. i like. work still sucks tho. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;***&amp;gt;&amp;gt; 2. coming home to an empty house is not fun. it echos too cuz of the addition not being finished yet.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;****&amp;gt;&amp;gt; 3. i love jenna.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*****&amp;gt;&amp;gt; 4. family is stressful.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;******&amp;gt;&amp;gt; 5. he makes me happy :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;that is all. love ya kiddies! :-*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;* cant u see? theres a feeling thats come over me. close my eyes. you're the one that leaves me completely breathless. *&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;xO*TiFf&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>* kiss all my fears away *</title>
    <published>2004-07-19T04:38:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-19T04:38:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>cosby show</lj:music>
    <content type="html">blah. workin on tryin to find a new backround for my lj. i'm so damn indecisive lol. not sure when i'm goin to the cape yet, depends on my work schedule and shit. CANT WAIT to see my kk, monkee and the cape boys haha. should be a good time. so confused lately. boys drive me crazy. crazy crazy crazy...helllp. lol. i'm registering for classes on tuesday for middlesex. ugh. i hate school. but i dont have a choice. my mind is bouncing from one thing to the next...i think its time for sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sometimes...i'll be sitting there and you briefly cross my mind...and it makes me smile...i never want those smiles to go away...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xO* niTe baBe</content>
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    <title>* the stolen kisses are the sweetest *</title>
    <published>2004-07-16T14:59:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-16T14:59:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>view from heaven-yellowcard</lj:music>
    <content type="html">aw maaaannn. why do i fuck everything up?</content>
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