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  <title>Anti-Bush</title>
  <subtitle>antidare</subtitle>
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  <updated>2005-05-25T13:21:56Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:antidare:12163</id>
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    <title>i played hookie</title>
    <published>2005-05-25T13:21:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-25T13:21:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Blink 182-enema of the state</lj:music>
    <content type="html">haha, i didnt go to school today because im "sick", i just didnt feel like doing it, and since i had already missed the only important class that i really had to go to, i skipped.  im bored too, and i have nothing to really write about.  i was so tired, i slept like 13 hours.  +_o &amp;lt;--smile to my face.  im gonna go smoke some weed now.  bye bye</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:antidare:11982</id>
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    <title>doodeed0oBOOM, AHHHHH, the communists are taking over!!!</title>
    <published>2005-04-25T12:49:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-25T12:49:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Him, ewwwwy, i hate him, Damn MIR</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so, here i am, sitting on the floor in yearbook and its comfortable. the keyboard is susspended in mid air too.  well, not anymore.  anyway, i didnt go to prom, so this isnt one of those updates.  this is one of those blah blah blah ive got nothing to talk about so get off your ass and try to fuck someone.  we have 8 minuetes left in the school day and i intend to write until that times comes about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im also going to conform and tell people how much i hate them, so if you want to know your status quo, beep me bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+_o =0 ^_^ *_* :/ :) :( :# @:-) o_0 :x &amp;lt;---- ooooOOOoooOoooo, faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have 4 minuetes left, good shit, but in actuality, im going to be leaving you before the bell rings, and then im going to go and smoke.:o  and its Mir's special day of coming out of the baby machine.  well, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just made my t-shirt screen</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:antidare:11524</id>
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    <title>Guess what tomarrow is!!??</title>
    <published>2005-04-19T14:11:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-19T14:11:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yes yes, tomarrow maybe spelled wrong but i care little for it will be a day for much rejoicing.  YAH!!!!  but not if i find no weed.  ah, yes, spring break, well that was fun.  i didnt do much but it was still fun.  woot woot!  on June 11th there is an Anti-flag concert in Karlsruhe, Totten-Hossen will be there too.  it will probably sell out pretty quick though so dont put off the buying of the tickets.  anyway, PAT, i must speakith with you.  contact me either A] when you read this or B] when you arent busy any longer.  well, my life no longer holds the facsination of the keyboard, goodbye for now.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:antidare:11473</id>
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    <title>The day after birth.</title>
    <published>2005-04-07T08:04:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-07T08:04:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ok, so 17 ended up being pretty much what i thought it was going to be.  I did recieve some nice things, and what not, and i cant say it was a total bad day.  Mir and Whit baked me a cake, i liked it, and now its all gone.  Whitney dyed my hair pink on tuesday night, for those of you that cant see me, so i will be posting a picture soon.  My dad forgot to get me a gift, ha, along with all my other family besides my grandma.  i like grandmas, they bake cookies and send drug money and... they're really nice.  oh, i got your message Pat, but i almost didnt, because i dont have you on my friends as cognitive twist.  ill ad you though.  well, i dont have much else to talk of, im in mrs. sparks classroom right now, but we have a sub.  hurray!  yeah, anyway.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:antidare:11162</id>
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    <title>antidare @ 2005-03-30T14:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-30T12:45:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-30T12:45:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hi guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  im in seminar, kinda bored, someone is patting my shoulders, erg, and i have a bag o' grass in me pocket.  my lucky charms!!  MINE!!!  anyway, i dont really have much to talk about.  you should all post something that you like about me, then what you hate about me.  do it, do it, i know you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FWAH!!!!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:antidare:10811</id>
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    <title>antidare @ 2005-03-22T09:54:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-22T08:54:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-22T08:54:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">in class, ms. sparks is satan.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:antidare:10369</id>
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    <title>antidare @ 2005-03-07T14:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-07T13:11:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-07T13:11:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pennywise</lj:music>
    <content type="html">blah blah blah shut your fucking mouth you piece of fucking cunt shit.  so, how is everyones day going?  mine is... you know.  anyway, im in yearbook and the fucking computers are screwing up like mad.  its fucking rediculas almost.  o-well.  whitney didnt come to school... it makes me sad.  im going to go beat off in the guys bathroom now.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:antidare:10239</id>
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    <title>antidare @ 2005-02-28T20:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-28T19:30:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-28T19:30:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Anti-flag</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well, hello, and how are all of you doind this fine... oh fuck it.  ok, i like this girl and this girl doesnt talk to me, give me things to talk to her about.  and dont suggest the normal small talk, i have exhausted that department of conversation.  this is kinda an important thingy, i dont just attach myself to the first thing that shows me the least bit of attention.  give some fucking feedback goddamnit.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:antidare:8884</id>
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    <title>antidare @ 2005-02-17T00:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-16T23:36:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-17T13:42:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="7"&gt;*RANDOM BLACK GUY RUNS BY*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:antidare:8590</id>
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    <title>antidare @ 2005-02-09T13:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-09T12:48:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-09T12:48:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>SOME BLACK music</lj:music>
    <content type="html">im sooooooOOOOOOOOOO tired!  well, its not that bad, but these triple C's are crazyness.  and they sell these drugs at the commisary.  i hate you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+goes to sleep+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+_o</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:antidare:8427</id>
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    <title>blah, blah, blah</title>
    <published>2005-02-02T12:35:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-02T12:35:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im in yearbook... yah.  i should be working on my section, but i cant.  me and Mir are poking fun at the cheerleaders in our class.  one of them commented a while ago that her eyes where itching, so i asked her if she wanted visine and she replied, "is that a drug?"  the poking and the making of the fun is inevetable.  Danni is here, she is asking me to massage her eyebrow.  fucking wierdo, reading over my goddamn shoulder.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going snowboarding this weekend, it shall be a joyous occasion.  filled with snow, naked time, illicit material and bunnies.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dani's line: Hi my name is danni i have a big fanni. evan has a niicceee boootttaaa! i'm going to go to data match now have fun love you lots cya la8ter bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing out, this has been another reinding adition of, MY LIFE.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:antidare:8112</id>
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    <title>-poo-on-you-</title>
    <published>2005-01-25T09:07:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-25T09:07:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Im in computer apps right now, we have no final and im bored.  all we are doing is sitting around and doing whatever we want on the computer.  its not to entertaining.  I was supposed to have an adventure with Mir this morning but i couldnt, because my mom was being all late driving me to school and she wouldnt let me take the damn strass from downtown to go to school because she thought that i wouldnt go.  stupid bitch, hello, fucking finals.  and i havent skipped school all year.  stupid hore.  maybe tonight while she is sleeping, ill walk up to her and put a plastic bag over her face.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungry, i want food.  oh, thats another thing, she was bitching at me to eat breakfast.  i told her that i didnt want any fucking breakfast and she got all mad.  i dont care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i dont really have anything usefull to write about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larissa- i have a note for you.&lt;br /&gt;Mir- i need to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;everyone else- your all special, in that ohyoursuchaloserbecauseyourevansfriendandhereallyhatesyouall type of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be cool, stay in school, and say no to drugs.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:antidare:7863</id>
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    <title>PARTY PARTY!!</title>
    <published>2005-01-21T12:42:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-21T12:42:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey folks, theres a party this saturday, its at Mike Arnolds house and its a must, its Adam's belated birthday party and god damnit you WILL ALL COME!!!  Bring alcohol, no party is ever that much fun without substance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you dont know how to get to his house, go with someone who does.&lt;br /&gt;if you cant get a ride with anyone who does, call me.&lt;br /&gt;if you dont know my number, your fucked.&lt;br /&gt;try again next party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat, your ass better be there&lt;br /&gt;Mir, ill kill you if you dont come&lt;br /&gt;and anyone else that im not threatining right now, im sorry i left you out.</content>
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    <title>WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME...</title>
    <published>2005-01-20T12:35:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-20T12:35:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">thats right, you all want my... cookies.  you want them like when you where 6 months old you wanted your mom's boob.  i like that analogie.  ok, im pretty much updating for no reason, well, Larissa did tell me to update more... so i have.  I want to go to a punk concert, any punk concert.  Anyone know of any?  I went to switzerland over the 4 day weekend, to go snowboarding.  it was fun, well, it was ok, i was by myself.  Then i also went sleding with some friends and we smoked alot of weed.  It was a boy scout trip.  anyway, im in yearbook right now, and i have to get to work.  take care all-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, piss off-</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:antidare:7418</id>
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    <title>whores.</title>
    <published>2005-01-05T18:20:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-05T18:20:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dresdon Dolls</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Everyone: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me your aol sn names.  i just got an account... a couple months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-fuckers</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:antidare:7005</id>
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    <title>I FORGIVE YOU STUPID PEOPLE...</title>
    <published>2005-01-03T09:32:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-03T09:32:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/antidare/evanasababe.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was me when i was a baby... o-yeah, im cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/antidare/Angelique.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Angelique, she only gets the privaledge of being on here because she is smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/antidare/bush.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this guy looks pretty damn happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sitting in computer Apps right now and the teacher asked us to open a program that didnt exist, numb nuts.  anyway... but then again, there is no anyway.  im pretty fucking bored right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how was everyones New Years Eve?</content>
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    <title>antidare @ 2004-12-30T02:38:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-30T01:43:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-30T01:45:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/antidare/evanblackandwhite.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Die piggy DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
    <published>2004-12-27T13:09:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-27T13:09:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Distillers-sing sing death house</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well, christmas was basically what i expected it to be... dull.   i did get some pretty cool stuff though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got:&lt;br /&gt;a snowboard(it needs to be waxed)&lt;br /&gt;bindings(for the snowboard, i need to put them on)&lt;br /&gt;snowboard boots&lt;br /&gt;hair gel(YAH!!!)&lt;br /&gt;a sweater&lt;br /&gt;another fucking backpack???(why, i dont know)&lt;br /&gt;and some other shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yes.  i think my mom and her boyfriend are breaking up, she spent the night over here last night and she still is here.   i want her to leave.  i think that if she stays over here again, im gonna kill her in her sleep.  fucking whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pleasant nightmares-</content>
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    <title>fucking subject...</title>
    <published>2004-12-24T18:06:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-24T18:06:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>HAVE YOU EVER SEEN THE RAIN- creedence clearwater revival</lj:music>
    <content type="html">GUESS WHAT KIDS, THATS RIGHT.  ITS KILL SANTA TIME!!!!!  (YAH!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK CHRISTMAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND GOD BLESS YOU... SATAN.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:antidare:6132</id>
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    <title>fwah!!!!!!!!!!</title>
    <published>2004-12-20T20:05:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-20T20:05:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>TV</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hey kids, do you like violence? *yeah, yeah* You wanna see me stick 9 inch nales into each of my eyelids.  Grow up, get fucked and do exactly as i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm... when boredom strikes back, episode 9,473,837, to the number.  do you what its like when you run into a glass door because there is a herd of killer rats trailing you who have machetes twice the size of the rats and blood constantly flowing from open wounds that cover the extent of there bodys.  huh, do ya'?  yeah, me neither... im just super bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, i went up to the shopette and got me some raja's fries and i bought whitneys mommy a bottle of burbon, for cooking.  then i came home, with whitney, until we walked my sister to work, then me and whitney went to danni's and we hung out there, we watched the perfect score, eh... it was ok.  did you know that SAT really stood for Stoned And Tanked.  anyway, then i came home and began the getting drunk process, whitney will be over soon, maybe.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you all suck, die and... stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-evAn</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:antidare:5725</id>
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    <title>mmm... guess what-</title>
    <published>2004-12-17T12:34:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-17T12:34:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none</lj:music>
    <content type="html">FUCK BUSH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  yeah, and all you mother fuckers can take that to the fucking bank!  oh, you know whats so fucking gay, mr. sisson sent me up to the fucking office today because of my shirt.  it said, "atliest we know that russel crows band is a fucking pile of shit".  what a damn bastard.  anyway, mir is fucking hi.  im in last period right now, today sucked ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first period was good, we got to make ice cream and eat it.  it wasnt that great, but way better than work. +_o  second period was going good until they menchoned the fucking drug search(which i guess is way better than them not mentioning it) so i ran back into the locker room and put the "spliff" that i had in my pocket.  it was scary, but i was confident that i would be ok.  i heard that Adam just strait up left.  good for him.  anywho, then in third period, i took a test that i think i flunked, and then, well, read the above statement.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now im in 4th period, after a boring lunch, and i have absolutely nothing to do.  Damn pigs.  i wish they would fucking die.  eat shit and die.  ok, im done.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck off-</content>
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    <title>hey FUCK HEADS!</title>
    <published>2004-12-13T13:43:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-13T13:43:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Misfits: Mommy, can i go out and kill tonight?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">im in yearbook class right now.  ive been drug free for 2 weeks, isnt that great.  i hate you all-  but something good is going to happen soon, i might die!!!!  eh, *in wierd mood* i think that we should all run around school half naked and akt like rabid farm animals on tranqs and speed.  i think it would be an expierience and alot of fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i dont know, who am i.  Fuck mainstreem shit.  bloody cunt ass bitches with there consumer needs and breeding corporate fucks.  Go to hell you fucking wanks!  i wish i had terets, wouldnt that be fun, you could call anyone you wanted a damn dirty whore and then just blame it on the disease.  grand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you all suck-&lt;br /&gt;and you bore me-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fairwell-</content>
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    <title>I hate you all...</title>
    <published>2004-12-08T20:18:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-08T20:18:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tv- some movie</lj:music>
    <content type="html">im so fucking bored... with no drugs to enlighten me.  I want to go back to the states... because this place sucks ass.  my kitten has flees, and her name is spike, for those of you who didnt know that i had one, wait, have i already told you this.  o-well, now you might know twice.  my sister is leaving for good on the 11 of January, so for all of you that know her and care... i want to throw a party for her before she leaves, and i dont want it to be on post, or on post in a secure location, but not my house... maybe whitneys, yes whitney, i just recruted your place for volunteer party time.  ive been drug free for 9 days, almost ten, in a few hours, this might not seem like a big feat to some of you, but it is, oh it is.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im running out of things to write about and to entertain myself with.  i wish someone would, a girl, rape me... it would make my life fun atliest.  well, im going to go and play with my cat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...fuck off</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>wow</title>
    <published>2004-12-06T13:45:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-06T13:45:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>people talking in year book</lj:music>
    <content type="html">its been a while since i last updated.  like, a long ass time.  anyway.  im still super grounded, and ive been drug free for a week.  if you wish to know detailes, ask.  shit.  whats next.  Christmas.  ok.  im getting some people shit.  basically im getting the people gifts who have given me or told me that they are going to give me gifts.  im poor and have no trades so if you havent already, dont get me a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandie &amp;lt;-----what do you want&lt;br /&gt;Sarah &amp;lt;------what do you want&lt;br /&gt;Mir &amp;lt;-----what do you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what these people want... so telling me would be the best thing.  and dont say you dont want anything, because then ill just get pissed off and end up giving you a bag of my new kittens shit.  oh yeah, i got a new kitten.  its name is spike, ill post pictures soon.  any way, am i missing anyone on the christmas thingy?  post if yah or nah.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im failing Algebra 2! im so not happy.  anyway, give me answers.</content>
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    <title>heyhey</title>
    <published>2004-10-26T12:43:03Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-26T12:43:03Z</updated>
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