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  <title>because i wanted to.</title>
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    <name>jennygiraffe88</name>
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  <updated>2008-03-18T03:41:53Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jennygiraffe88:11574</id>
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    <title>it won't be long.</title>
    <published>2008-03-18T03:41:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-18T03:41:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>kate voegele</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;memories they're following me like a shadow now&lt;br /&gt;and im dreaming&lt;br /&gt;cause ive already suffered the fever of disbelief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive seen your act&lt;br /&gt;and i know all the facts&lt;br /&gt;i am still in love with who i wish you were&lt;br /&gt;it aint hard to see&lt;br /&gt;who you are underneath&lt;br /&gt;im still in love with who i wish you were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was true as the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt say the same for you&lt;br /&gt;so now i find denial in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;im mesmerized by the picture thats in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me when ill finaly see your shallow heart&lt;br /&gt;for what it is&lt;br /&gt;cause i dont want to keep on believing in illusions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still in love with who i wish you were&lt;br /&gt;and i wish you were here.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jennygiraffe88:11314</id>
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    <title>here's a night. and it shines.</title>
    <published>2008-02-29T22:13:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-29T22:13:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>mae</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;and it calls us on and on&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;so be here by my side, and watch the stars&lt;br /&gt;they're ours.&lt;br /&gt;make a wish or just take charge&lt;br /&gt;the moment comes get lost and go far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that we've got what it takes, to get this heart start beating again&lt;br /&gt;so take it all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and our hearts are on the everglow&lt;br /&gt;so just let go and fall into it&lt;br /&gt;we begin, breathe in&lt;br /&gt;here's our chance to go for something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is where we win, take the game. no blame.&lt;br /&gt;theres a neon light inside that shines&lt;br /&gt;and tearing down the walls in the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deep inside we both know it&lt;br /&gt;everything's hanging on this moment&lt;br /&gt;its cold inside, but deep in the night&lt;br /&gt;the light is bright enough to save the weakes ones but you're in the running&lt;br /&gt;oh dont you give up or fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every action makes a reaction&lt;br /&gt;we'll figure it out and make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;and our hearts are on the everglow&lt;br /&gt;so just let go and fall into it.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jennygiraffe88:11184</id>
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    <title>promise me, youll leave the light on</title>
    <published>2008-01-29T03:49:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-29T03:49:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sara bareilles</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;you dont have to tell me this. i already know. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jennygiraffe88:10957</id>
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    <title>the bad news is it will eventually be the thing that kills you</title>
    <published>2008-01-27T21:04:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-27T21:04:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>jimmy eat world</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;liana, you were right.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jennygiraffe88:10673</id>
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    <title>the kind of flawless i wish i could be</title>
    <published>2008-01-24T03:28:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-24T03:28:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>taylor swift</lj:music>
    <content type="html">every day i lose more and more faith in humanity.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jennygiraffe88:10361</id>
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    <title>put your arms around me babe, put your arms around me</title>
    <published>2008-01-22T04:43:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-22T04:43:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>evan and jaron</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;giants won! the championships, anyways. haha so much fun. " cmon kid, who do we love? we love the blue! here we go giants, here we go *clap clap* hahaha&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this night was really good, and it was exactly what i needed. thank you pat, for everything i mean everything. i love you. your still the closest ive been with anyone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks lili, for helping me get through this. i love you so much too. and im sorry i didnt stick to my plans. i knew my mom would take it this way. but i still really want to do it. but i want to get my hair cut first, then dye it. maybe in&amp;nbsp;a week or two. i wish my mom was cool with whatever i waanted to do with my hair. lol sorry i dissapointed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks marty for being my "trampoline" as you like to call it lmao. we need to go on more walks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and happy birthday frank! =D must be pretty awesome being 17. cant wait. im gunna bake an awesome cake for you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i think thats been pretty much it. right? yeah. wow. i got all worked up for that. lets go math quarterlys! i think i can take anything right now. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jennygiraffe88:10119</id>
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    <title>can you tell me what was ever really special about me all this time?</title>
    <published>2008-01-18T03:07:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-18T03:07:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ludacris</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so im procrastinating, with a whole&amp;nbsp;record of 3 minutes and 23 seconds of studying. i got as far as&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the signal molecule binds to the receptor. hahha i love you lili.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would be&amp;nbsp;a miracle if we had&amp;nbsp;lots and lots&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;snow, or if you actually wanted to talk&amp;nbsp;to me and be friends like i thought you wanted to be. w.e.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jennygiraffe88:9747</id>
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    <title>all for the taste of some wine stained lips</title>
    <published>2008-01-16T03:41:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-16T03:41:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>acdc</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hmmmmmm. half&amp;nbsp;day tomorrow. then work 445-745.&amp;nbsp;leave it up to work for that. it was snowing today, and that made me really happy. and i saw juno, which was a good movie but overrated. im curretnly listening to dimelo. haha good song.&amp;nbsp; hmm not much new. im so happy for marty!! =D haha im so souped.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately ive been in the mood to do absolutely nothing.&amp;nbsp;usually i read or do something&amp;nbsp;the slightest&amp;nbsp;bit&amp;nbsp;productive.&amp;nbsp;but ive been slacking especially last and this week.&amp;nbsp; not&amp;nbsp;even drawing. man. what has gotten into me.&amp;nbsp;and for all those curious,&amp;nbsp;lol well youll just have to ask.&amp;nbsp; i miss raul.&amp;nbsp;so much. he should come back to the us, even if only for another 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we both have shiny happy fits of rage&lt;br /&gt;you want more fans, i want more stage&lt;br /&gt;i dont see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;but you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;this song makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight everybody.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jennygiraffe88:9572</id>
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    <title>jennygiraffe88 @ 2008-01-13T23:18:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-14T04:53:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-14T04:53:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>rebelde</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me just tell you that today, was probably the best day of my life. and for once, im not being sarcastic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i love liana. =]</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jennygiraffe88:9328</id>
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    <title>im back in black.</title>
    <published>2008-01-09T20:32:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-09T20:32:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>acdc</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;hmmm .school has been really good the last two days. and i thouroughly enjoyed my walk yesterday. other than that, rin made me watch one tree hill hahaha but it was good. in a non realistic kind of way but was still fun. the little kid is so cute it like breaks your heart. haha ohh tv.&amp;nbsp; hmm im nearly done with my one book, which was really inspiring and got you to see the other side. hmm i thought id have a lil more to talk about than this. other than the fact that i neeed more new music. hmmm . he looked at me and smiled, and i never actually knew that a girl could melt.&amp;nbsp; haha seriously though. zomg im loving the weather. haha i dont care if its january or march, the weather is sooo nice and im so happy bout it.&amp;nbsp; maybe ill watch some bob today. wait for either marty to come over if he is, or to hang out with frankinne when theyre done with thier project. =]. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jennygiraffe88:9170</id>
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    <title>nor have i yet outrun the sun</title>
    <published>2008-01-04T05:50:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-04T05:50:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>starting line</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hmmmmm. good time. im eating peppermint bark. i missed&amp;nbsp;dinner completely. took an&amp;nbsp;unexpected nap, though it felt really good and i shouldve seen it coming, the way i was so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm i missed lili in school. yeah it pretty much sucked without her. haha i cant wait to tell her we have no bio tomorrow at all =]. and&amp;nbsp;for her to bring her book for something to do during study.&amp;nbsp; remind me to do that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways im&amp;nbsp;talking to marty. what a sweet nice kid. haha cant wait to be "verry very very good friends" with him. haha hes so cool. i wish he was my brother.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, im kinda&amp;nbsp;cold.&amp;nbsp;and i really hsould get some sleep. hmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thats all. nothing much else has&amp;nbsp;happened, really. &amp;nbsp;tomorrows gunna be a good day.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jennygiraffe88:8922</id>
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    <title>you're impossible</title>
    <published>2007-12-27T01:22:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-27T01:22:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>streetlight manifesto</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;mmmmmm. i cant wait. stephys sleeping over. haha im gunna give her and rin their gifts. and im in the midst of putting the final touches on the fab 5 presents. but i kinda lost lili's. haha i hope i find it. and becca, enjoy your night tonight with your sister. and lili, sorry we assume its at your house. your house is just so big and open, i kinda guess it makes us feel open, therefore more willing to tell secrets and stuff. and you have a lot of privacy. i just feel like if it was at our house, everyone would talk to my mom or the family would be there while we were opening gifts. i just dont think our house is suited for this event. i guess everyone hates their own house. i promise i wont assume its at your house next time. sorry babe. i love you. and i cant wait to give you yours =D. haha im soooo souped.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. other things going on. god. its like 50% yes 50% no. i havent been this ambiguous. lol i keep going from one answer to another. gahhhhh. so confusing. ugh. haha. damn. its good though i guess. havent been like this for a while. havent felt like this for a while. i wish everyone could have the connection like we do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhmm... i should probably finish the gifts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;or finish watching spidy 3. which so far is horrible. but i appreciate the gift. its just a bad movie. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jennygiraffe88:8631</id>
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    <title>living easy, living sweet</title>
    <published>2007-12-23T19:34:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-23T19:34:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>acdc</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;im on the highway to hell. lol or just listening to the song. either way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the school week went by kinda fast and really slow at the same&amp;nbsp; time. all tests/quizes were easy, it was just annoying. and the fact we didnt have a half day on friday. haha yeah. ummmm. got most of my shopping done, most presents wrapped. still dont have anything for my secret santa though. and it sucks. cause i have no idea what to get them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm i have work in a lil bit. not looking foward to that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the hockey game saturday =]. haha good job boys, even though we lost pretty bad. joe fede, i hope you feel much better. lol i almost cried when you got hurt. damn those ref.s. they sucked so badly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i prolly shouldnt procrastinate anymore. =]. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jennygiraffe88:8434</id>
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    <title>my dreams are as empty as my conscience seems to be</title>
    <published>2007-12-17T04:45:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-17T04:45:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>starting line</lj:music>
    <content type="html">mmm. trans siberian orchestra was simply amazazing. i loved it so much. i love music. i love them. its like chritsmas&amp;nbsp;music, but&amp;nbsp;turned heavy metal style. its so awesome. no one thought they could have guitar solos in carol of the bells. haha awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmph. nothing&amp;nbsp;new. works gotten to the point&amp;nbsp;where im sick of being sick of it, so its alright now. its&amp;nbsp;been really busy lately&amp;nbsp;so time goes by. and when its empty, i have a couple friends to talk to.&amp;nbsp;morgan visited on saturday. i miss her sooooo much. hahaha shes so much fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having a hard time getting gifts for the fab five. i wanted to get them all nice things,&amp;nbsp;but thats proven&amp;nbsp;difficult. i only have one persons ( excluding rinnys. i have hers. ) im having trouble finding&amp;nbsp;things that would really mean&amp;nbsp;things.&amp;nbsp; errrrrr. this is gunna take a while. and time is running out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jennygiraffe88:8033</id>
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    <title>please look up when youre down</title>
    <published>2007-12-12T05:47:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-12T05:47:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>redjumpsuit apparatus</lj:music>
    <content type="html">im procrastinating. and pats playing halo. so this took his place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song kicks ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so does this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow im even procrastinating from writing in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love and hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like my comp. that keeps losing connection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. things are going good. and not. i talked to lili today bout it. haha i love her a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. nothing really new. i love hockey&amp;nbsp; games. and lunch for that "special circumstance" i dont know why, but we chose him lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmm. yummy music. i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres really nothing new to talk aobut. same everything.&amp;nbsp; same pissed off at someone, same dissapointment in another, same intrests in the 3, same old habbits, same distance. same everything. same&amp;nbsp;work.&amp;nbsp;i need change.&amp;nbsp; maybe a new style or something. havent decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also sketching ideas for tattoo, just drawing, thinking about friends and life, and reading in my spare time. aka gym, english, bio, and band.</content>
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    <title>love-fuck! christmas is all around me.</title>
    <published>2007-12-04T03:20:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-04T03:20:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>forever the sickest kids</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;haha i love that movie. such a chick flick. holy fuck i love it. lol top 10.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. so i wound up not killing my self when i found out. but i did scream a really loud "WHAT?!" in the middle of class. so yeah that got everybodys attention.&lt;br /&gt;the thing is, i really do want you to be happy. and im pretty sure she cant do that for you. i bet 10 dollars that you guys have never purposely hung out alone together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just that, its way too fast. i say you were desperate, you argue that its reallly not.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;it is. dont lie. i can see it in your eyes. so please dont play. you just have standards. but youre desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just soo wrong. does she give you butterflies when ever you hear her voice? or get excited when you see her? do your hands tingle at the thought that you can be holding them. does she make you laugh and comfort you when youre down? does she like you at your worst..especially when youre stubborn and refuse to believe that youre wrong? do you even have anything in common? have you known her for more, i dont know, say 3 months? do you even know her?&amp;nbsp;does she even know you?the real you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know she doesnt.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;is it like how it was with steph?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is. i want us to be real friends again like we started to be. as a good friend, im obligated to give you advice(even if harsh) and point out when youre being stupid or rash. &amp;nbsp;and i cant do that if youre not even true to your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rins watching october road.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. thats my fucking 4 cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and i cant believe you went there with her.&lt;br /&gt;thats fucking disgusting. you both are. i lost hope for you. i was going to start talking to you again but youre a fucking pig.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my real close friends.&lt;br /&gt;steph.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;liana.&lt;br /&gt;maybe craig? well no. hes more like a brother. were always together and having fun. but we never share anything personal. well sometimes. but nothing too personal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah thats about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish it will happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am. there you go. again.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>its four oclock in the fucking morning</title>
    <published>2007-12-02T07:43:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-02T07:43:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>thunder.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;actually its 2. i dont know how long this will go on. but due to recent events. im really not that tired. and this is my distraction. so yeah im kinda hoping that im tired by the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm. so i havent been on this for awhile. due to surgery. yeah. tonsils out. yeah. hurt like a bitch. surprisingly. i just kind of agreed to it and never gave it that much thought. until afterwards. when it hurt. lol not expecting that. well. that was really dumb on my part. anyways. i wouldnt want to bore you on those detail. only it smelt and always tasted like blood in my mouth. so yeah that was fun. the pain medicine. which i am officially off of. well, not really. i could still take it if i want. maybe one more time wouldnt hurt? before dinner. which. i think was a hot pocket or it was my lunch or breakfast. not really sure. but yaeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i am also officially addicted to the office. yeah it is probably hands down my favorite tv show. i know. its hard to top kyle xy and gossip girl but hey, it was done. i just love jim and pam. they are my favorite. my favorite season is the 2nd one, especially the ending. and toby is also hilarious. i could see&amp;nbsp; craig being that in the future lmao. =p=]. anyways ive been glued to my computer screen(iwatcheditonmycomputer) for almost like 7 or 8 hours. yeah not good for the eyesight. but ill live. which reminds me that my contacts are in moms car. whome i love so much. cause eshe really helped me and as being a great mom after my surgery. even though all the other ones thought i was milking it. fuck you. you can talk after youve had your tonsils taken out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these flowers smell really wierd. i kinda like it though. but its very gross. makes me want to throw up. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda like some people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really not all that excited to go back to school. people say they only like school ause of friends and a social life. well if you dont see them out of school, do you really consider them friends? so yeah i could deffinelty live without school. which reminds me i have a lot of work to due tomorrow. which thankfully, to my mom, i dont have work. which i think they are calling me for cause i havent been working there for a year and im technically not allowed to have that much time off so i think they might have to fire me so if they do well i can say it wasnt unexpected.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm. so nice christmas music for the spirit. its honeslty my favorite time of the year. man i hat4 long live journals. like reading other peoples. i love when they are short and to the point. like beccas. though i nver really understand half of them. but i have my theories. actually i dont. theyre just confusing. anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah i looked in the miror today. for like the first time in 2 weeks. and i must say. i look different.&amp;nbsp;a lot different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh. so ive figured out how i feel. since ive had a long time to myself. and i could not say im happy. so yeah. actually im happy.&amp;nbsp; well maybe like 80 or 40 percent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. for the first time. i couldnt figure out what song i wanted to listen to. so i chose thunder, by boyslikegirls. and it reminds me of the times when you were sane, and had real friends, when we hung out a lot and had so much fun and told eachother&amp;nbsp; a lot. and i really miss that guy. i wish he could come back. i wish he would. but even if he did, it would never be the same. remember when you wanted me to record this song with you? even though i have the most horrific voice. but you said it was cute and that you wanted to record it anyways? cause we were best friends? well, you probably dont. but i do. and i guess that will never change. i just wish you had ears to hear this.&amp;nbsp;i loved my best friend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that goes for you too. sorry i forgot. i didnt mean to. you really are on my mind a lot. or you used to be. i wish that would come back. i miss you. i wish you could be alive. im still waiting for that shooting star to wish it on. they really need you. now more than ever. please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its 230. no shock there. &lt;br /&gt;i looked at postsecret. to kill time. and well. theres new ones. but now i have to go all week waiting for next sunday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;though theyre never as good as wehn i used to read them. now its just. i dont know. not what i expect. theyre never as juicy or fun or happy or sad&amp;nbsp;or exciting as i want them to be. theyre often very similar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh yeah. still not tr tired. so yeah this kind of defeats the point.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and p.s. uhm. i think im really going to stop talking to you if you do this tonight. i will lose all respect for you and i will call you a complete moron and slap you across the face. so please, do not let it come to that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and youre sweet in all. but i thought about it and i really dont see it working. im sorry for that. i think im just desperate and hurrying into things and i dont want to be in one right now. and im sorry that i mightve mislead you awholefuckinglot. but i still would like it if it could be comfortable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im not getting anywhere with this so i think im gunna go take my meds and get to bed.</content>
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    <title>is it worth it? (can you even hear me?)</title>
    <published>2007-11-20T04:35:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-20T04:35:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>johnnyyyyy ca$h</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hmph.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that&amp;nbsp;pretty much sums it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart hurts. so does my mind. and my rib cage. and my&amp;nbsp;lungs. and my throat. and my legs.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who the most? oh yeah, that would be you. youre so fucking annoying. seriously i dont care about work that much. i love hearing about it once and a while. like, i love listening to her cedar crest rants (yes lili, you have someone who wants to listen to those). theyre cute. and easy to follow. unlike yours, whom. no one gives a fuck. its like, the world revolves around you and that job, and if you were fired the whole world would end. news flash. it wont. so im getting really tired of hearing about it. just like youre getting tired of listening me rant on about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna scream. until no sound comes out and youve learned your lesson&lt;br /&gt;i wanna swallow these pills to get to sleep&lt;br /&gt;i need to start to be myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;cause im sick of everybody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess you were better off without me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some lyrics of the moment. see broken man, boyslikegirls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coughingggggg. i hate it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people i love at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;liana.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;craig.&lt;br /&gt;marty.&lt;br /&gt;kathleen.&lt;br /&gt;derek.&lt;br /&gt;judi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the people i &lt;strike&gt;hate.&lt;/strike&gt; hates too strong of a word. strongly dislike.&lt;br /&gt;you know who you fucking are. go fall off the face of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a nice long talk with someone ive been wanting to talk to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hes sweet. and i think this could work out for us. i really hope it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]. maybe tonight ill sleep with a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>the only time. i feel okay. is when im in (your) arms.</title>
    <published>2007-11-13T03:14:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-13T03:14:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>valencia.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;god i love valencia. hence the title. every second i wake up. i love it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm. so its been a while. not much has happened. work. band. sleep. pretty much the same. cept marching band just ended. so i have a little more free time. i enjoryed work today. i was with matt, nicole, andrew, and heater. they were making me lauhg. like that "hott" doctor. or rudolph. w.e. the little things get me pass the day. god that place gets tedious. rinny just applied. or is going to. and craig applied =]. and i grabbed one for chris. woot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhmmmmmm. school sucks. specially ap bio. you take up my life that i couldve had. with exeptcin of band. but thats over. so now i just have ap bio to take up my life. woot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surgery coming up. woot. i just cant wait to be able to sleep and watch movies and sleep. ohh i cant wiat to sleep.</content>
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    <title>trail of laughs</title>
    <published>2007-10-30T02:41:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-30T02:41:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>30 seconds to mars.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well i figured i should write in this thing.&lt;br /&gt;which, the reminder tells me, i havent written in like 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;whatever. not much to say. band band band work work work sleep sleep sleep repeat, rinse, lather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much else going on. i love having a lot of people over the house. i just love being surrounded by people that i love. friday was amazing. though i felt&amp;nbsp;like i shouldve been entertaining&amp;nbsp;more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm. halloween is coming.&amp;nbsp;and i have no idea what&amp;nbsp;to be. ohter than my back up plan which is the pths jail shirts. im not that rebellious,&amp;nbsp;and i think theyre kind of lame. but whatever. &amp;nbsp;it was a cute idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mouth tastes horrible right now. just incase anyone was wondering. and i hate limewire. it tricks you. you think its playing but all the sudden D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D....&lt;br /&gt;i hate when it does that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph. people i love because they made me laugh today, when i was feeling a little down. steph. liana. randal. andrew. sam. kenny. craig. toni. =] thanks for making my day better. even though you prolly dont know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. yupp.&lt;br /&gt;mmmm hot shower....</content>
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    <title>its funny to me how youve turned into such a joke.</title>
    <published>2007-10-03T11:07:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-03T11:07:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok so ive barely had anytime lately. its get up,&amp;nbsp;dressed, school, work, homework, shower, bed. theres like no&amp;nbsp;time in between their. and when i dont have work i have band. which is basically the same&amp;nbsp;thing. and i cant fall asleep at night cause my house is always so loud and the simplest noise wakes me up. i hate it. uhm. competition was alright, not as fun as they used to be. uhm. thats about it. &amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>were going on this day..and NO ONE ELSE.</title>
    <published>2007-09-23T05:08:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-23T05:08:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>beyond the sea</lj:music>
    <content type="html">seriously. who the fuck cares. i wouldnt want to go with you if&amp;nbsp;you wanted me to anyways. youre retarded. go fuck your boyfriend,&amp;nbsp;considering thats all he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im in a good mood. currently talking to bundy. hes gotten so far. he must be really stressed considering he has 10 classes. thats a whole fucking lot during college. and hes doing well. and hes really happy. and that makes me happy. im proud of him and hes proud of himself. and i love him like a brother. he actually kind of inspires me in certain way. i can say that i look up to him. the amount of shit hes been through.. i could never deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. its been good. stressfull. work+band+apbio= stress + fustration + failure = death.&lt;br /&gt;i might quit. and go somewhere else. like steph. she only works sundays. i think that can work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;in other news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing really that new. stupid drama, plus more stupid drama. it makes me laugh. like i could really give two shits about it, and you make it your whole life. says a lot about you. you have no values in life. you dont see them. youre a waste of everyones time. get over yourself. tha implies to 2 people... in case you were wondering.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band. riley has gotten so much better. but hes still kinda creepy too close of a teacher type. like idk, at some times he says or does stuff that teachers shouldnt normally say. like not bad stuff, just like.. thats kind of innapropriate for a teacher to be saying. like antoher kid, fine. not a teacher. than again, hes like a kid himself. what is he late 20's? so i whatever. i dont really mind all that much.&lt;br /&gt;freshman. you still all fucking suck ass. frosh trumpets - some of you are alright. you guys are a funny group from what i hear. frosh saxes. we dont need to go there right now. but i think most of you should just quit next year. not all. but some of you hsould. hint. hint. frosh clarinets. you guys pretty much know what youre all doing, and you have a lot of clarinets so props to you guys.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;listen, it really isnt that hard of a concept, nor is it hard to do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wish i had the seniros from last year back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i took a nap today. havent took one in a long time. it was great. so refreshing. though not as long as i wnated it to be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG i am so excited we get to go to POST SECRET. yup thats right. cause my friends are more important to me, then making my boyfriend happy, who used me as a last resort to go, because i just learned all the new songs, which arent new, but new to me cause i never listen to that kind of music, blah blah blah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song that represents my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you&lt;br /&gt;by the summer obsession&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph told me about it. she made me listen to it, cause she said it reminded her of me of what i feel of my "best friend" and its really accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine if we never lied&lt;br /&gt;imagine if we never tried&lt;br /&gt;to be something we're not&lt;br /&gt;we forgot how it feels&lt;br /&gt;to be tight&lt;br /&gt;to be close&lt;br /&gt;to be real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss you&lt;br /&gt;and i wish you were hear&lt;br /&gt;i stopped breathing&lt;br /&gt;when you said you don't care anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're caught up in your plastic life&lt;br /&gt;Changing right before my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I used to know you like the back of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Did that part of you die&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss you&lt;br /&gt;and i wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;i stopped breathing&lt;br /&gt;when you said you don't care anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm scared&lt;br /&gt;don't, don't leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;i'm home having nothing&lt;br /&gt;anyway,anyway&lt;br /&gt;standin' on the corner in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;gotta find a drug that will keep me sane&lt;br /&gt;like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watch you from a distance&lt;br /&gt;i remember all of those instances&lt;br /&gt;when you smile&lt;br /&gt;when you laugh&lt;br /&gt;when you crash&lt;br /&gt;when i'm there to catch you when you fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me that you're doing finde&lt;br /&gt;i still remember everytime&lt;br /&gt;and everyone i know will say&lt;br /&gt;taht you are always a part of me.</content>
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    <title>how much is real.</title>
    <published>2007-09-12T02:05:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-12T02:05:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sweet-ballroom blitz</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so.&amp;nbsp;havent wrote in this in a while. work, band, mucho homework. its barely been a week and&amp;nbsp;im viciously losing&amp;nbsp;sleep, in fact&amp;nbsp;i have 3 alarms&amp;nbsp;go off&amp;nbsp;in the morning cause apparantly i semi conciously get up to turn it off, not knowing it and going back to bed, figuring i have like 3 more hours,&amp;nbsp;only to find out rins waking me up at 730, leaving virtually no time to get ready.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i need to take shower and finish history.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing that made my day- string&amp;nbsp;cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. thats bout it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate people in band. honestly, youre so fucking annoying. its honestly not that&amp;nbsp;hard. learn your spot, then shut up. if you dont kn ow it, ask one person next&amp;nbsp;to you. it annoys me&amp;nbsp;when riley gets mad, so i get mad at start yelling at people for not&amp;nbsp;knowing where to go. to all the freshman who think theyre&amp;nbsp;cool and that they are better than everyone else, well. youre not. so stop being stuck up and fucking annoying. youre not cool, even if you know an upperclassmen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i hate work. except when its me, andrew, morgan, lauren, laura,&amp;nbsp;and that girl whos in the army i think, work together. other wise it blows. tomorrow should be good, but i dont know bout thursday. i just hope i dont get that much homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.&amp;nbsp;mrs. bandeas kicks all your asses,&amp;nbsp;with the exception of&amp;nbsp;dr. dorando. lmfao.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and girls who wear heels, you look like&amp;nbsp;you have a stick up your ass. lmao.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and stop being fake. i hate it. i hate&amp;nbsp;you and your girlfriend. so go&amp;nbsp;do something else besides be in my life. i just wish you would be yourself. again. right now, your a dumbass, and i cant wait till it comes back to you and&amp;nbsp;hits you in the face. really hard. break your big nose. maybe make it smaller. &amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>the best you never had is just a memory</title>
    <published>2007-09-02T18:26:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-02T18:26:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>artic monkeys</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;hmph. so i sorta got somewhere in ap bio today. not much though. only 3 hours worth. which is not much. i still have, chapter 3+4 and whatever i can manage in 5. unless rinny bails, then i have 2-5. hope she doesnt. i barely finished 1 today. then i have work. i hope i can manage some homework after work, i hope im not too tired. oh and this has to be done by monday night. cause thats the last hoorah fab five sleepover summer. so i relaly need to crack down. i have to finish reading history, which will be easy cause i love to read. but then i also have spanish, which im not sure if i have to do or not. so maybe ill ask becca for it. but i would feel really mean. and horrible. but i have no other choice, unless i choose not to sleep. but for now, i have to work. 6 hours and 15 minutes. random right? who the fuck works for 6 hours and 15 minutes. this place is messed up. until then...&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>steph is the apple of my eye.</title>
    <published>2007-08-30T04:14:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-30T04:14:25Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I remember when getting high meant swinging at the playground&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing you could get from boys was cooties&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was your hero &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Dad was the only boy in your life&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Race issues were who ran the fastest&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;War was a card game&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;The only drug you knew of was cough medicine&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing skirts didn't mean you were a slut&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that hurt was skinned knees&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;The only things that could get broke&lt;span fbcontext="594f9d558f60"&gt;n were your toys&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Life was so simple and care-free&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;But what I remember most is wanting to grow up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt write that, though i really couldnt put it in better words. i like things like that. though that one really stood out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like this one that i fell in love with;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think you have the key to my heart, but i've changed the locks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think ill use that somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. were supposed to be having this awesome last summer sleepover tonight, but rinny and mandies were playing sims and it rather boring. i hate the sims. i dont know why everyone loves it so much. id rather waste the hours of my life doing something else, honestly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i do feel quite accomplished. i finished all outlining and terms for ap bio. so all i have left are the questions. so that should only take me about 10 more hours. not that bad. then i have to do the math packet, which ill wind up copying from steph, then feeling bad cause i didnt do the work my self, then not feel bad cause our school is a piece of shit anyways in which the only class ill have to try in is ap bio. lol i shouldnt have talked myself into doing it, but i wanted to be challanged in something. its so boring in school. i feel like my years of learning were a waste. i like brushing my hair. especially when the&amp;nbsp;comb goes over the scalp. feels like a massage. i love it when people play with my hair.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially steph. maybe shell do it after i massage her feet, which i promised her so dont let me forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this song. the night out by the starting line&lt;br /&gt;"now you're all caught up, after sleeping for days makes up for the nights you spent awake it will take a while to see that smile..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the song ready&lt;br /&gt;favorite lyric ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ive been&amp;nbsp;chained like a tiger to hundreds of liars all holding hands" &lt;br /&gt;i dont know why. but its my favorite ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;along with&lt;br /&gt;"if you see mother, tell her i can sing"&lt;br /&gt;that stroke me as powerfull.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph. i dont know what i want to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to eat 200 flavor ice bahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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