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  <title>Plan B</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 17 May 2006 04:17:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Stole it from my sister</title>
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  <description>Oneword answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yourself: quirky&lt;br /&gt;2. Your Lover: far&lt;br /&gt;3. Your Hair: blonde&lt;br /&gt;4. Your Mother: happy&lt;br /&gt;5. Your Father: patient&lt;br /&gt;6. Your Favourite Item: camp rock&lt;br /&gt;7. Your Dream Last Night: forgot&lt;br /&gt;8. Your Favourite Drink: DP&lt;br /&gt;9. Your Dream Home: anywhere&lt;br /&gt;10. The Room You Are In: brother&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;11. Your Pet: non-existent&lt;br /&gt;12. Who You Are Now: free&lt;br /&gt;13. Who You Want to be in Ten Years: happy&lt;br /&gt;14. What You Want to be in Ten Years: spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;15. What You&apos;re Not: North Face&lt;br /&gt;16. Your Best Friend: two&lt;br /&gt;17. One of Your Wish list Items: time&lt;br /&gt;18. Your Gender: lady&lt;br /&gt;19. The Last Thing You Did: drove&lt;br /&gt;20. What You Are Wearing: pj&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;21. Your Favourite Weather: summer&lt;br /&gt;22. Your Favourite Book: open&lt;br /&gt;23. The Last Thing You Ate: sunflower seeds&lt;br /&gt;24. Your Life: amazing&lt;br /&gt;25. Your Mood: ready</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jan 2006 05:12:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>What love is</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s a father filling up his daughter&apos;s gastank and then tapping the hood before she drives away &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a mom zipping up a little kids coat and scolding him for not wearing a hat&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s that look in his eyes when we said goodbye...it&apos;s that same look, years later, across a crowded party, beer in hand, that says &quot;let&apos;s get out of here&quot;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s that laugh between best friends under the covers&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s the glance in the rearview&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s the soccer mom protecting arm when the car stops too fast&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s the young soldier saying goodbye to her toddler in an airport&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s that old couple at the movies, holding hands&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s those teenagers in a really beatup honda stealing a kiss at a stoplight&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s that married couple sitting right next to each other in a truck&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s the stocking hung for a sibling that wasn&apos;t going to be there to open it&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s coming home on your lunch break to spend an extra hour with your baby&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s the way he says &quot;I wish you were here&quot; on the phone&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a guy singing at the top of his lungs, playing the same song he sings every night around a huge bonfire&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a necklace&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s the way that big black lady sings at church on sunday&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a ring&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s the magical cereal in my car&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s emblazoned on my ass&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s all you need</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 Jan 2006 20:12:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My New Years Resolution</title>
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  <description>My new years resolution is to be more like I was when I was 6. Think about it. When I was 6 there was no drama. My 6-year old self was happy, inquisitive, loving and helpful. I resolve to be open, caring, honest, curious and in love with my world. When I was 6 there was no problem I couldn&apos;t solve and I believed everyone was a good person. I was always ready to put all my eggs in one basket. I want to trust people without a second thought. I don&apos;t want to complain because, when you&apos;re 6, life isn&apos;t that complicated. Why does it have to be just because you&apos;re twenty? It seems like I&apos;ve become more calculating and I don&apos;t like that. I just want to embrace the loveliness of everyone I meet. I want to love with abandon and I want to do whatever I can to make someone else&apos;s day. That&apos;s what I was when I was 6. I just trusted my family to help me through whatever and I need to know that at the end of the day, there is nothing better than my parents taking care of me. Even though I forget it, they still do just as much as then.  I was never afraid to say what I thought and didn&apos;t have a mean bone in my body.  I want to share everything I have. I want to sing out loud and embrace the awkwardness of who I am. If I forget who I was, that will be the worst thing. I don&apos;t want to judge people and I want to live for my friends and family. I want to communicate. I will not be afraid to say I love you. I will be a person of my word. I won&apos;t lie. I won&apos;t hide how I feel. I won&apos;t be afraid to let people in. I won&apos;t second guess myself. Self-doubt never occured to me when I was 6, why should it now? I&apos;m awesome and I don&apos;t need people to tell me that because I believe in myself. I want to be there for you, I don&apos;t want to act cool. I don&apos;t want to do what other people do just because they say it&apos;s cool. I want to tell awful jokes that nobody laughs at. I want to smile. I want to cry. I don&apos;t want to be boring. I don&apos;t want to compromise who I am because it might seem out of place. I don&apos;t want to be afraid to say what I think and I don&apos;t want to be afraid to try new things and take risks. I want to live life by Austin&apos;s mantra - life is a journey and not a destination. I want to learn from his death because otherwise it will have been in vein. I don&apos;t want to take a single day for granted. I will live for the moment  but not be afraid to dream. At the end of the day if I was there for just one person or made just one person smile, it will not be a wasted day. I will appreciate my opportunities and love. This year I will be the girl I used to be, unabashedly loving without being afraid of getting hurt. I miss her, she made people smile. It&apos;s never too late.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 27 Nov 2005 07:17:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Home really is where the heart is and other corny things</title>
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  <description>&quot;But to me it&apos;s so damned easy to see that you&apos;re people are the people at home&lt;br /&gt;Well I been away but now I&apos;m back today and there ain&apos;t no place I&apos;d rather go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got nothin to do but when I look at you I see someone that I know and love&lt;br /&gt;And with a crack of a smile we all stay awhile we know from home there ain&apos;t nothin above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well in the end, we can all call a friend well that&apos;s something that I know as true&lt;br /&gt;In a thousand years and a thousand tears I know I&apos;ll come finding my original crew&lt;br /&gt;Cause to me throughout eternity there&apos;s somewhere where you&apos;re welcome to go&lt;br /&gt;I said it&apos;s something free, that means a lot to me and when I&apos;m with my friends I feel home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel home when I see the faces that remember my home&lt;br /&gt;I feel home when I&apos;m chillin outside with the people I know&lt;br /&gt;I feel home and tha&apos;s just what I feel&lt;br /&gt;Cause home to me is a reality and all I need is something real&lt;br /&gt;Home to me is reality and all I need is something real&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-OAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being home just puts everything into perspective. And Courtney&apos;s right - I just need to chill out a little bit. So I&apos;m just gonna lay back and ride it for awhile.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2005 07:33:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A thought before I drift off to bed...</title>
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  <description>I wish people would quit telling me that I can&apos;t do it. That&apos;s weak sauce. Sometimes though I&apos;m lame and wonder about things I should be more sure of.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2005 07:39:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Roses for the day:&lt;br /&gt;1. Sleeping in&lt;br /&gt;2. Talked to Ben&lt;br /&gt;3. TRAINING TABLES!&lt;br /&gt;4. I made pizza tonight at work&lt;br /&gt;5. Anna Dale facebooked me&lt;br /&gt;6. Almost cleared for rowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thorns for the day:&lt;br /&gt;1. Soooo tired&lt;br /&gt;2. Didn&apos;t talk to Mary Rachel&lt;br /&gt;3. Nobody to cover this weekend :(&lt;br /&gt;4. Only got a B on econ exam&lt;br /&gt;5. Wished I&apos;d done better at practice&lt;br /&gt;6. Don&apos;t understand K201 project</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 18 Sep 2005 20:10:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Just a thought</title>
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  <description>Where have all the cowboys gone? Louisville I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I like you because you don&apos;t need me to tell you that you&apos;re amazing but you want me to tell you that you&apos;re ok.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 15 Sep 2005 13:44:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sometimes it be like damn</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m feeling a little bit better this morning. Did you know that there is a tomato knife? IS that really neccessary? I guess it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG test tonight and about a gagillion other things beside that. If I don&apos;t die I will be so impressed with myself.i wish the Business School wasn&apos;t so damned stressful. But it is so I just need to get over that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I&apos;m eating pudding for breakfast. You know you&apos;re jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days until rowing announcements. I&apos;m pretty nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I don&apos;t have to go to work until 12 tonight. HOLLA! Too bad I have to be there until like 5. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop complaining so damned much. I will stop complaining, tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get married. Like now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for class....</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 15 Sep 2005 07:19:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I am so full of self doubt right now</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 05 Jun 2005 14:39:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>On my way..</title>
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  <description>Had an awesome time in Terre Haute with Brandon. We just clowned the entire night. Shit got a little crazy. And people mean mugged at Tumble Weed. Is that really neccessary? I don&apos;t think so. Got up at like 7 today and was on the road by 7:30. This whole driving all over God&apos;s Green Earth is starting to get to me. But whatever. I&apos;ll probably go see him again in a week or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terre Haute is the ass of Indiana. Just so you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer reffing was fun although sort of annoying (*cough - Mr. Wirt - cough*). I got so freaking sunburnt. But nw I really want to go and coach a peewee team. How sweet would that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to camp. Probably won&apos;t be around for awhile. Put that in your pipe and smoke it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2005 07:13:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>AN AMAZING DAY!</title>
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  <description>Today was just stellar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Ben! His place is so cute. Man I missed that kid. The drive to Louisville was heinous but I didn&apos;t even really mind it. So glad to be over all the dumb shit and drama. Isawhale can kiss my ass. Oh ben. Sometimes it be like damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back here and went out with the ladies. Jess got our presents done. Yeah I am currently wearing a kickass &quot;mr. rogers is my homeboy&quot; tshirt. Yeah I know your jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to Jesse&apos;s place. Man I really like those guys. We can just kick it and be real chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took drunk Evan and the ladies home. Woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I get calls from Ben, Brandon, Danny (WTF?) and Joe all in one night? That is random as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired because I&apos;ve been up since 7:30 this morning. Bout to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to stay with Brandon tomorrow night in Terre Haute Uber excited. It&apos;ll be good to spend soe time with him before I have to go away for awhile. He sacred me earlier when he called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow - reffing some soccer games (money!), finish packing, buy some last minute stuff for camp, take a damned nap, and go see the boy!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Jun 2005 06:40:38 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Bad things always come in threes. Now I&apos;m just waiting for number 3.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 31 May 2005 16:41:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Stole this from rebecca and then it stole away my life</title>
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  <description>Whats your name? patty&lt;br /&gt;Whats your sex? female&lt;br /&gt;Single? nah&lt;br /&gt;Birthday? November 10, 1985&lt;br /&gt;Height? 5&apos;8&lt;br /&gt;Eye color? blue&lt;br /&gt;Hair color? blonde&lt;br /&gt;Style? whatever&apos;s clean&lt;br /&gt;What posse do you hang with? my friends - i don&apos;t know&lt;br /&gt;Heritage? my dad&apos;s sorta country and my mom&apos;s irish&lt;br /&gt;Religion? still trying to figure that one out - christian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE:&lt;br /&gt;Color? blue&lt;br /&gt;Sport? soccer to play and baseball to watch&lt;br /&gt;Food? chicken, potatoes and corn&lt;br /&gt;Band? Red Hot Chili Peppers&lt;br /&gt;Word? tote&lt;br /&gt;Phraze? it was pretty much awesome&lt;br /&gt;Vocalist? Bob Dylan&lt;br /&gt;Guitarist? Victor Wooten - even though he&apos;s a bassist, but whatever&lt;br /&gt;Drink ? coke&lt;br /&gt;Name/girl? marley&lt;br /&gt;Name/guys? noah, elijah, benjamin&lt;br /&gt;Actor? Matthew McConaghey (i don&apos;t know how to spell it though)&lt;br /&gt;Actress? Julia Roberts&lt;br /&gt;Movie? 7 Brides for 7 Brothers&lt;br /&gt;Song? Forever Young - Bob Dylan&lt;br /&gt;Time of day? night&lt;br /&gt;Car? the New Toyato Tundras are pretty tight&lt;br /&gt;Friend? LAME&lt;br /&gt;Day of the week? Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Month? may &lt;br /&gt;Season: summer&lt;br /&gt;Weather: sunny&lt;br /&gt;Brand: American Eagle &lt;br /&gt;Article of clothing you own: this long sleeved tye-dyed tshirt&lt;br /&gt;Book: Plato &lt;br /&gt;CD: Nalgene Juice&lt;br /&gt;Instrument: bass guitar&lt;br /&gt;TV show : American Dreams&lt;br /&gt;TV station: NBC&lt;br /&gt;Hobby: being funny&lt;br /&gt;Accessory: my anam cara ring&lt;br /&gt;Wrestler: i dont know any&lt;br /&gt;Hero:my grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU:&lt;br /&gt;Smoke?: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Have sex?: not in a while&lt;br /&gt;Unprotected? never&lt;br /&gt;Drink?: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Do drugs?: nott really&lt;br /&gt;Smoke mary?: not really&lt;br /&gt;Have good grades? yes&lt;br /&gt;Consider yourself popular? yes&lt;br /&gt;Watch soap opras? yeah&lt;br /&gt;Wait for someone special to get online? yeah&lt;br /&gt;Cry? yes&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you did cry? when austin died&lt;br /&gt;Pray? sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Believe in God? yes&lt;br /&gt;Sing? currently&lt;br /&gt;Do any sports? used to play soccer&lt;br /&gt;If so which? no&lt;br /&gt;Drive? yeah&lt;br /&gt;Laugh non stop to commericials? no?&lt;br /&gt;Have any inside jokes youd like to share? i&apos;m sure i do, but i can&apos;t think of any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is Better:&lt;br /&gt;Skittles or Starburst? starburst&lt;br /&gt;McDonalds or Burger King? mcd&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;Coke or Pepsi? oh coke&lt;br /&gt;Nike or Adidas? adidas&lt;br /&gt;Hurley or Billabong? i live in  Indiana and nobody here surfs&lt;br /&gt;Chevy or Dodge? chevy&lt;br /&gt;AIM or Yahoo? AIM&lt;br /&gt;day or night? both&lt;br /&gt;Beer or hard liquor? Beer&lt;br /&gt;spring or fall? spring&lt;br /&gt;winter or summer? summer!&lt;br /&gt;boys or girls? boys&lt;br /&gt;paper or plastic? plastic&lt;br /&gt;Walmart or Kmart? walmart&lt;br /&gt;Disney or Nickelodean? neither?&lt;br /&gt;MTV or VH1? VH1&lt;br /&gt;blink 182 or greenday? both&lt;br /&gt;good charlotte or simple plan? neither&lt;br /&gt;new found glory or story of the year? don&apos;t know don&apos;t care&lt;br /&gt;britney or christina? britney&lt;br /&gt;snickers or reeses? reeses&lt;br /&gt;dorritos, regular or cooler ranch? cooler ranch&lt;br /&gt;punk or rap? rap i guess&lt;br /&gt;rock or pop ? pop&lt;br /&gt;nsync or backstreet boys? nsync&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM:&lt;br /&gt;whats your quest? LOVE &lt;br /&gt;are you hott? depends on your tastes - i think so&lt;br /&gt;want to funk? ?&lt;br /&gt;tired? no&lt;br /&gt;bored? no&lt;br /&gt;wish you were somewhere else? yeah &lt;br /&gt;where? at camp&lt;br /&gt;watch tv? sometimes&lt;br /&gt;internet junky? yeah&lt;br /&gt;never off aim? true&lt;br /&gt;sn? blondepecker922&lt;br /&gt;number? 20&lt;br /&gt;hottest girl celebrity? Keira KNightly&lt;br /&gt;hottest boy celebrity? brad pitt&lt;br /&gt;if you could claim one person, who? i thought abraham lincoln freed the slaves&lt;br /&gt;does elmo suck? no&lt;br /&gt;if so why? &lt;br /&gt;ever sit so long your bum hurts? yes&lt;br /&gt;dry humped? man, who hasn&apos;t?&lt;br /&gt;first kiss? Michael Slavik Freshman year&lt;br /&gt;Have a bf/gf? yeah&lt;br /&gt;If not do you wish you did? &lt;br /&gt;If so, how long have you been goin out? a while</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 May 2005 06:36:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A pot of coffee makes me anxious and way too awake - what was i thinking?</title>
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  <description>&quot;she only drinks coffee at midnight&lt;br /&gt;when the moment is not right&lt;br /&gt;her timing is quite - unusual&lt;br /&gt;you see her confidence is tragic&lt;br /&gt;but her intuition magic&lt;br /&gt;and the shape of her body?&lt;br /&gt;unusual&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i am really dumb. jealous and possessive and really dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got the jeep fixed. yay me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my phone&apos;s dying - thumbs way down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really looking forward to camp gotta call mike in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so much to do tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell off my bike today in front of k-wink&apos;s mom. that was silly. i hurt my foot. shit happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, i, i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you just gotta let go and see where you end up. ya know?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 May 2005 06:11:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>sometimes I feel like somewhere up there some super being is laughing at me</title>
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  <description>&quot;Mud grips, white tips, cigar sticking out of my face&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that song lately....and i know you&apos;re reading this puddin pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben called tonight. he&apos;s doing well. that was a really boring sentence. my bad. man that kid tears me up. think of that what you&apos;d like. probably going to see him next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven&apos;t talked to brandon since saturday. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping yesterday for summer stuff and scored a couple of tanktops, flip flops, a new swimsuit, hot boy shorts - which only sorta make me look dyke-y. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp in like a week and a half, mostly excited, sorta sad to leave everybody, but i am going to have such an awesome time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i may have hurt jerry the jeep. scratch that -  i know that i hurt jerry. i&apos;m sorry jerry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a to do list today for the first time since austin died. wierd. don&apos;t know how i feel about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gnight y&apos;all</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 May 2005 08:14:34 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Love the one you&apos;re with...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 May 2005 06:02:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It&apos;s that butterflies in your stomach, butt tingling, heart racing sort of feeling</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m dreaming of sleeping next to you I&apos;m feeling like a lost little boy in a brand new town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m counting my sheep and each one that passes is another dream to ashes &lt;br /&gt;and they all fall down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I lay me down tonight, &lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes, what a beautiful sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping to dream about you &lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m so tired of having to live without you &lt;br /&gt;But I don&apos;t mind. &lt;br /&gt;Sleeping to dream about you and I&apos;m so tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself in the riches (Your eyes, your lips, your hair.) And you were everywhere&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in the ditches. I hit the light and I thought you might be here &lt;br /&gt;but you were nowhere. (You were nowhere)&lt;br /&gt;Well, you were nowhere at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lay me back to sleep &lt;br /&gt;Lord I pray that I can keep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping to dream about you &lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m so tired of having to live without you &lt;br /&gt;Well, I don&apos;t mind&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping to dream about you and I&apos;m so tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just a little a lullaby to keep myself from crying myself to sleep at night.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping to dream about you &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so tired of having to live without you&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don&apos;t mind &lt;br /&gt;Sleeping to dream about you and I&apos;m so tired</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 May 2005 17:20:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I miss Spring Break</title>
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  <description>Sitting here copying the Spring Break CDs. It makes me miss the awesomeness that was Spring Break 2005. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went on the most wasteful canoe trip ever on Monday. Thumbs way down. Seriously, I don&apos;t think they can get any farther down. I need to find better trips pronto or otherwise I&apos;m gonna look like a Douche when I get down to camp. I need to find a book of Indiana Canoe Trips. If anybody has any pointers that would be stellar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Brandon on Monday when I was &quot;camping&quot; with Kennan. He came over to the apartment and we hung out. It was good to see him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember Relay for Life? That was really fun...just came across some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Ben...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrapbooking my butt off, it&apos;s gonna end up being pretty sweet. I&apos;m pretty excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate what they are doing across the street. It looks naked without the trees. I shouldnn&apos;t be able to see the press box from my front window. And there is no sled hill to be spoken of. I really want to hop the fence and do something very illegal. But I can&apos;t really think of anything worth possibly getting arrested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m working on a scrabook. Because I am just that cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it doesnt make sense, but then it starts making a lot of sense....ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;The dawn is breaking... &lt;br /&gt;A light shining through... &lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re barely waking... &lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m tangled up in you. (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m quiet, you know, &lt;br /&gt;You make a first impression. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve found I’m scared to know, &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m always on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme. &lt;br /&gt;Out of the doubt that fills your mind &lt;br /&gt;You finally find, you and I collide. &lt;br /&gt;You finally find, you and I collide. &lt;br /&gt;You finally find, you and I collide.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 May 2005 16:27:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hey Y&apos;all</title>
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  <description>Back home from IU. It&apos;s a rainy Saturday morning and Rose and Mom have gone shopping. I was sitting here drinking coffee and reading old entries when I came across a list from the beginning of last summer. Signs that I know it&apos;s summer. I will now try to transfer it for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGNS THAT IT&apos;S SUMMER:&lt;br /&gt;1. My entire dorm room is in baskets and boxes scattered around my house.&lt;br /&gt;2. Every morning I wake up and look for my roomie and she&apos;s never here. Which is wierd.&lt;br /&gt;3. I HAVE A CAR!&lt;br /&gt;4. no underpants (although that can happen during school too)&lt;br /&gt;5. no shoes!&lt;br /&gt;6. Camp is coming up very soon&lt;br /&gt;7. I actally start reading for fun again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I want to do this summer:&lt;br /&gt;1. Go on some kick ass canoe trips this summer&lt;br /&gt;2. Get tan and toned up (camp will do that for you)&lt;br /&gt;3. Help my brother move way closer to us&lt;br /&gt;4. Help Ben move&lt;br /&gt;5. Read more (starting out with Walden and Bob Dylan; Chronicles)&lt;br /&gt;6. Hang out with my family&lt;br /&gt;7. Figure myself out&lt;br /&gt;8. See my lady-b&apos;s i miss y&apos;all&lt;br /&gt;9. PARFAITS!&lt;br /&gt;10. Party old school like we did in highschool&lt;br /&gt;11. Clean my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon&apos;s coming tomorrow - so I&apos;m gonna go clean stuff!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 May 2005 08:43:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oh boys...</title>
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  <description>I always want what I can&apos;t have. And I&apos;m really confused about it. All I know is that whenever I see a red beat up ford ranger, I always hope it&apos;s him and it never is. Oh well. Back in INdy for this month and oh so excited.....Can&apos;t you tell?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Apr 2005 21:59:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Loooooong weekend</title>
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  <description>Fought some cancer....go relay for life. It was a lot more fun and moving than I really expected it to be. Def. gonna do it next year and for sure gonna try a little harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the opera last night with Jess and Jesse and Ben and the parents. It wasn&apos;t that bad. Jess, Ben and I clowned the whole damn time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit went down boy wise, that kinda wsucks. But, if you look at it from a different perspective, I could be a starving Cambodian child with no health care and parents that have AIDS or something, so life could be a lot worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School&apos;s almost out and I&apos;m uber excited. Still don&apos;t know the camp situation hoping i get to go out all summer. One never knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had fun in Boston K-Wink. Call me later KAPATTY!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2005 16:04:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;Charm works wonders tonight&quot;</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s rainy - blah. But I&apos;m not too worried I have all day to stay inside and avoid it. Yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bout to take a nap/watch Dawson&apos;s creek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy crazy weekend. Angela and I got into all sorts of trouble. What with the Mighty Ducks movies and the body modifications and internet stalking. It was actually pretty awesome. I think that&apos;s a pretty good judge of how well you get along with someone. Can  you spend a weekend cooped up with them and still have the time of you life? Then you should probably be friends. We also ate wayyy too much pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can&apos;t wait till K-wink comes this week. It&apos;ll be awesome not gonna lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t like the fact that it&apos;s almost april and I def. saw a girl wearing mittens this morning. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the rain made all these worms crawl up on the sidewalks around here. Going to class was an adventure because I really didn&apos;t want to step on one of them. I was really worried about it. STill a little stressed be careful out there folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for a nap, some roomie lunch/ MD 3 and then I don&apos;t know a meeting or two...sweet!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Mar 2005 18:35:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I don&apos;t know how to put this but I&apos;m kind of a big deal...</title>
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  <description>It must be Spring again. I love my life!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Mar 2005 22:55:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SLUG</title>
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  <description>Ohio State girls are pretty, Northwestern girls are smart. But it takes an Indiana girl to win a fella&apos;s heart. Purdue girls are easy, Wisconsin girls got flow. But when you want the best- looking girl, Indiana&apos;s where you go. Michigan girls are wild, Illinois girls are fun. But Indiana Hoosier girls are always Number 1. Girls will be girls, north, south, east, and west, but Indiana girls will always rate the best. To any man who reads this and truly wants to know...If you have an Indiana girl, never let her go!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Mar 2005 13:52:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oh what a beautiful morning! (Name that musical)</title>
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  <description>Today is possibly the sunniest day I&apos;ve seen in aquite a while. Which means I can legitly wear my sunglasses, not that I don&apos;t find plenty of excuses to wear them when it&apos;s not sunny out. Also, it&apos;s the day after laundry, which everybody knows is like your birthday. You&apos;ve been walking around for a few days in semi clean (and by that I mean dirty) jeans and wishing you didn&apos;t smell. And then, after working for awhile, you get to enjoy the fruits of your labor by being the girl that smells good in class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a god one y&apos;all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus - rumor has it that Karl will be in Btown today. YAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there&apos;s a baseball game, allbeit one I can&apos;t go to, but a baseball game all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m having my advising meeting for next semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that boy may have taken a turn for the less retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME DAY GUYS! Carpe Diem. Enjoy it while you can.</description>
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