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  <title>We should have each other to tea huh?</title>
  <subtitle>We should have each other with cream.</subtitle>
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  <updated>2003-12-28T20:28:20Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:shinypinkcamels:57102</id>
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    <title>shinypinkcamels @ 2003-12-28T12:23:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-28T20:28:20Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-28T20:28:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this blinkie thing has got me all excited. &lt;br /&gt;im thinking &lt;big&gt;big&lt;/big&gt; plans. &lt;br /&gt;im thinking..a community. &lt;br /&gt;a community for gibberish-speakers!&lt;br /&gt;muahehahaha! &lt;br /&gt;it will be the most beautiful community eevar! &lt;br /&gt;i shall call it "Shudd-le Shudd-le HaHa"&lt;br /&gt;now, whos with me????</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:shinypinkcamels:56898</id>
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    <title>OmG!!1</title>
    <published>2003-12-28T19:47:52Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-28T20:12:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>no doubt &gt;&gt;&gt; its my life</lj:music>
    <content type="html">blinkies are these things ---&amp;gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/blinkx/322.html#cutid1"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/users/blinkx/322.html#cutid1 &lt;/a&gt; this user was nice enough to offer some blinkies that she has requested to the free public [muaheha, and just in case you are wondering, i already have dibs on the one with the lollypop ;)] but these blinkie communities are really intense...seriously, like uh, the one thats like x_blink_x or somethign like that, is like way hard core with the rules and such. its crazy. i don't even know &lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt; to follow some of the rules. waaah.

err. sorry, thats's still not a very good explanation, huh?: blinkies are little blinking thingies that can read whatever you want and [most often] they're really small. and of course they're animated. and they're also cool. very cool.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:shinypinkcamels:56584</id>
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    <title>shinypinkcamels @ 2003-12-27T22:09:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-28T06:11:45Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-28T06:11:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">now that lj codes are all free im considering making a new journal so i can get a new username. ooohhhh the possibilities the possi&lt;i&gt;bilities&lt;/i&gt;!!!!</content>
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    <title>lalalala...</title>
    <published>2003-12-28T06:07:01Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-28T06:07:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">wahh. my parents won't let me go anywhere tomorrow. wahhh. i'll have to make up for my absence sometime next week then I guess.  :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what? today i found some really cool blinkies. im sad though because all lj users that manage the the blinkie communities are not making blinkies for the holidays. and also, they're all really strict and mean and stuff in the rules. seriously, some innocent little person like me could make one wrong turn in getting a blinkie and they'd all be on me like a ton of bricks!! :( i was just crusing around today, looking at these blinkies once and they said this one thing about how if you do something wrong and they'll change you're blinkie into saying something really bad. so i guess only like livejournal pros should do blinkies other wise they will get murdered. sheesh-- some people must have been really rude/ungrateful to make these communities so mean. but this one community i saw had these links to sites that show you how to make your own blinkies. i have yet to check that out though. if anyone wants to go on this blinkie adventure with me then tell me. ;)</content>
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    <title>shinypinkcamels @ 2003-12-27T19:49:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-28T04:26:37Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-28T04:26:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>cyndi lauper ---&gt; time after time</lj:music>
    <content type="html">my parents are being evil and its not cool:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, my mom made a salad....and put nasty cheese in it, i hate hate hate salads with cheese!!1 she only made it for her and me-- and i eat all kind of salads, just NOT CHEESE! gosh....&lt;br /&gt;then she said i coudln't do anything tomorrow. :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;and then she said shed make steamed carrots with rosemary [my favorite]....anmd she didn't put the timer on or tell me to watch them so they're ruined :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;and also, i left my glass on the living room table while i went downstairs to take out my contacts and she flipped out saying i "never pick up after myself". wah-wah-wah-wah! sheesh man...i wasn't even finsihed with my apple juice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now my dad is being super insensitive by turning the volume on the television up to the max so i can't even think. even though im not working right now. but he doesn't know that so its still mean. ugh.</content>
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    <title>not fair...</title>
    <published>2003-12-27T21:57:03Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-27T21:57:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>duran duran &gt;&gt;&gt; girls on film</lj:music>
    <content type="html">now that christmas is over, i have a pile of CCD homework to do [ &lt;strong&gt;3 papers&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;all two pages minimum&lt;/strong&gt;) and a letter-- and i don't even &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to be a catholic!!!!!!!], finals to study for [which i will all fail, no matter what}, latin to catch up on[like two hundred verbs to memorize, two PTLs. workbook, and a billion other things i can't think of -- &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; not possible], and two papers to write [history and english to re-write]. ill never be able to do it all. and my parents are likely going to leave me at home with sally on new years. *sighhhhhh*</content>
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    <title>lalalala..</title>
    <published>2003-12-27T01:03:59Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-27T01:10:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tears for fears ---&gt; everybody wants to rule the world</lj:music>
    <content type="html">last night i stayed up until about 2 in the moring because i kept hearing thudding sounds in the hallway. muahahah, i was flipping out so bad! about 20 minutes after the thudding ceased i got up and closed and locked my bedroom door. *feuf*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went shopping &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt; [i hate malls now]. i got a sweater and a pair of shoes i went with my mom and my sister so of course my mom wanted to go to one store and my sister wanted to go to another, so i went with sally to build-a-bear while my mom was off wherever. so she got a teddy bear and a koala-- muahahah, and she named them judith and janet [shes so kooky]. it was fun. :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my parents got me that necklace ive been wanting from tiffany's for christmas! eeeeek! omg i love it so much! i really don't like jewelry that much but this necklace i LOVE! because, sarah!!!!! it's a silver chain with &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;pisaster&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; on it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; i &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; pisasters!!!1 &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeek! omg omg omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny thing, i gave so many gifts this year [and i got &lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt; many nice gifts too] but i was never in the spirit. there was no anticipation for christmas at all. maybe it's just that im growing up...</content>
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    <title>shinypinkcamels @ 2003-12-25T21:11:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-26T05:14:29Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-26T05:15:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>garbage &gt;&gt;&gt; you look so fine</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ive been listening to garbage 2.0 a lot lately. i tend to break it out whenever im feeling really bad about something...and then it makes me feel even worse. although it is depressing, it calms me down. and all i need right now is just to stay sane.</content>
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    <title>ba ba ba ba....</title>
    <published>2003-12-26T04:34:53Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-26T04:38:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>garbage &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; when i grow up</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so the whole family [all 12 of us ;(] went over to our house for christmas day dinner. except mom, dad, sally, nonna, and me didn't have to go anywhere since we live here-- but nevermind. so we ate dinner. [the ham was really scary looking.] and then i played cranium with anna, mayan, and sally. and then my uncle and my sister hip-hop danced [w/e man...] in my room. and then my dad talked college more with vincent, but this time i escaped. and then we ate desert-- correction, everyone else ate desert [ive given up hope on my mom's pies (they're really bad ;( )] and then some other stuff happened. and then everybody went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i did the dishes. err, and while i was doing the dishes, i think i got some kind of a panic/anexiety attack[w/e you call it]. this "wave of panic" like shot through my body. arrghhh, it was so bad. i was feeling so depressed and disoriented. i almost started bawling like right on the spot. [through experimentation-- ive discovered that it helps to hold your nose if you want to stop yourself from crying.] it only lasted for a couple minutes but it really scared me. it was kind of like this big climax of anxiety hitting me really hard all at once. this evening i had been feeling really crappy. and its strange because really, i recieved so many nice gifts this christmas [ and a lot of mula ($$$) ;)] and still im feeling so miserable right now. ;(</content>
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    <title>shinypinkcamels @ 2003-12-25T10:53:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-25T19:06:02Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-25T19:06:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sylvester  &gt;&gt;&gt; you make me feel [the epitome of disco]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">starbucks gift card! aww yeah, score!</content>
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    <title>shinypinkcamels @ 2003-12-25T09:29:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-25T17:30:25Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;merry christmas!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;</content>
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    <title>super fun!</title>
    <published>2003-12-25T17:24:17Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-25T17:28:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>garbage ---&gt; silence is golden</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i messed up &lt;b&gt;really bad&lt;/b&gt; guys. i read the line about the angel gabriel coming the virgin mary and THEY ANGELS WEREN'T EVEN ON STAGE YET! omg, i almost died!! in all seriousness!!! ahhhhhhh! but they were &lt;i&gt;supposed&lt;/i&gt; to be on stage!-- i had even written write on top of my line to "wait for angels". im such an idiot! i just re-read the line, er, no biggie [not]. but later on my friend who was the voice person messed up kinda and so did father louie-- he like took over the last part of the play so i didn't get to read my lines [which i really didn't mind]. so, i was up there on stage with my face bright red and jessie was in the front pew[sp?] laughing at me and shaking his head. hehehehe. and he talked to me for a while after mass in the hall. i don't&lt;i&gt;like&lt;/i&gt; him[i don't even think hes all that cute really..] its just that he always kinda keeps to himself and i just felt special being talked to. ;) justine talked to me a lot before mass started in the hall too! shes really tall and pretty and she has really long hair. i had never talked to her before and wow, i sure felt really bad for ever thinking shed wouldn't be so nice. we were sharing what our takes were on RotK. and we also shared our takes on pirates of the carribean[sp?-- and funny, justine didn't seem to care that i said 'carribean' wrong ;P]. i guess for both of the movies-- im more in it for the action and the suspence rather than for orlando bloom or johnny depp. i just &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; the battle scenes-- there were some pretty awesome ones in RotK too. then daisy told me she got caught drinking and that shes grounded. and thats all for that part of the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for dinner i went over to the cavallo's house and my aunt made shrimp and some other fish [neither of which i am particularly fond of ;p] so i just had salad and bread-- it was pretty good bread [the kind the ramerts always have w/ dinner]. but before dinner my aunt made me sit on the couch next to vincent and listen to them talk college which really scared the bejesus[is there really a correct spelling for that?] out of me. gosh, i didn't know that i didn't know so much about college apps. and i thought that it was pretty terrible to be talking about &lt;i&gt;college&lt;/i&gt; on christmas eve-- vincent must have felt really yucky having to talk about it. ;( i was wringing my hands and biting my fingernails. sheesh, i thought i had broke that habit. errr. and after dinner we made gingerbread houses and mine failed. i wsas getting icing all over my hands and my house looked really bad. doug came up to me and he said "wow katie, i always though you were really artistic and special but now.." and then unkie said "oh no, shes &lt;i&gt;extra&lt;/i&gt; special ;)" muahahahahah. i didn't care though because the ginger bread we had to make the houses were really dinky and stupid. and then anna and i adjourned to the living room and listened to my dad talk about our old house. and then vincent, dad, and i talked about spear of destiny, my old study and our old kitched [we had the best old kitcheN!!!]. we had so much fun in our back yard ;) i loved that house. vincent said hed drive me back one of these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahah! then dad told me this one story of how one time when i was like, 7 i was waving and saying "hi!" to my neighbor which distracted him which caused him to wALK right into his closing garage door. he was waving back to me when he broke his nose and cracked his head open. muahahahahahha. and then anna updated me on her little 7th grade life, hehehe. i had fun. then i went home and collapsed. it was all too much excitement for me. but gosh-- i had forgotten that it was possible to have so much fun with family.</content>
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    <title>&amp;lt;3 its the grooviest thing-- its the perfect dream &amp;lt;3</title>
    <published>2003-12-24T18:56:53Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-24T18:56:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>&lt;3 the cure ---&gt; lovecats &lt;3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">tralalalala. i have to leave for practice y mass at 4-- but until then, my parents have decided to keep me busy with house work [the family is coming over to our house tomorrow para christmas day]. gosh-- and i still haven't sent out my christmas cards! errr, maybe i should save them for next year....errr...oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muaheha! and muchas gracias para nicole [jajajajaja! i &amp;lt;3 the necklace]</content>
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    <title>shinypinkcamels @ 2003-12-23T23:34:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-24T07:37:40Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-24T07:37:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my information has been updated and so, if you have not already viewed it and/or are not aware of my new policy then i suggest you proceed to view it now before any further commenting is done. your cooperation is appreciated.</content>
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    <title>in the government yard in trenchtown...</title>
    <published>2003-12-24T04:59:17Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-24T05:06:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>bob marley ---&gt; no woman no cry</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;yay! tomorrow is &lt;font color="#006600"&gt;c&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;h&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#009900"&gt;r&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;i&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#009900"&gt;s&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;t&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#009900"&gt;m&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;a&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#009900"&gt;s&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;e&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;v&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;e&lt;/font&gt;! [i figure that maybe if i&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;pretend &lt;/em&gt;to be enthusiastic about christmas, i might forget that im pretending and think its for real. hey! its worth a try.]&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>we are young-- heartache to heartache we stand..</title>
    <published>2003-12-23T23:49:00Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-23T23:49:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>pat benatar ---&gt; love is a battle field</lj:music>
    <content type="html">oh &lt;i&gt;c'mon&lt;/i&gt; guys! the turn out on my last little fill-in and post deal was &lt;b&gt;pathetic&lt;/b&gt;. i know you don't &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; hate me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the power is yours! --&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.&lt;br /&gt;2. Am I loveable?&lt;br /&gt;3. How long have you known me?&lt;br /&gt;4. When and how did we first meet?&lt;br /&gt;5. What was your first impression?&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you still think that way about me now?&lt;br /&gt;7. What do you think my weakness is?&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you think I'll get married?&lt;br /&gt;9. What makes me happy?&lt;br /&gt;10. What makes me sad?&lt;br /&gt;11. What reminds you of me?&lt;br /&gt;12. If you could give me anything what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;13. How well do you know me?&lt;br /&gt;14. When's the last time you saw me?&lt;br /&gt;15. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you think I could kill someone?&lt;br /&gt;17. Describe me in one word.&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger/weaker/or staying the same?&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you going to put this on your livejournal and see what I say about you?</content>
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    <title>shinypinkcamels @ 2003-12-22T22:46:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-23T06:57:35Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-23T06:57:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>uhhhh, i dunno...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">my parents are being lame tonight. we went out to dinner and my dad was being really pompus [sp? aww heck, no one cares about spelling nowadays..] and my mom was picking fights with me about stuff that was totally unworthy of her picking. like today, sally was getting all this junk out of the closet in the laudry room and bringing it into the living room to make a fort-- like sleeping bags, weird baskets and bags and stuff, and so i told her to stop and [of course] she didn't want to so i just put all the stuff away while she was in the other room. i &lt;b&gt;had&lt;/b&gt; to though because there is nothing that enrages my mom more than a messy living room, and because it enrages my mom, it enrages my dad as well, and katie always gets blamed so it seemed like the right thing to do.... so then sally starts bawling, and then she calls up mom who is at work, who i put on speaking phone and explain everything to, and i still get in big trouble. and thats all my day amounted to really. hanging out with sally and cleaning up my room some more because i never have time to. i have serious time management issues. i have serious "issues" period. im a basket case. ok, time for bed now. bye bye.</content>
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    <title>a rather strange quiz i took [curtesy of vincent ;P] ---&amp;gt;</title>
    <published>2003-12-22T21:00:03Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-22T21:00:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the cure ---&gt; mint car</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;u&gt;Your Existing Situation:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under considerable stress due to the demands of the existing situation. Trying to extricate herself from the things which restrict her or tie her down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Your Stress Sources:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distressed by the apparent hostility of the environment. Feels coerced and subjected to intolerable pressure. Is rebellious and resentful of what she regards as unreasonable demands on her. but feels powerless to control the situation and unable to protect herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Your Restrained Characteristics:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exacting in her emotional demands, especially during moments of intimacy leaving her frustrated in her desire for a perfect union.&lt;br /&gt;Able to achieve satisfaction through sexual activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Your Desired Objective:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Needs to feel identified with someone or something and wishes to win support by her charm and amiability. Sentimental and yearns for a romantic tenderness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Your Actual Problem:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Depleted vitality has created an intolerance for any further stimulation, or demands on her resources. This feeling of powerlessness subjects her to agitation and acute distress. She attempts to escape into a substitute world in which things are more nearly as she desires them to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......i should go make some more cookies.</content>
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    <title>;(  x100000000000000000000</title>
    <published>2003-12-22T17:38:08Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-22T17:38:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>oh little town of bethlehem</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ahhh why didn't god make me so i sleep in like everyone else when they don't have school? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;things that i have to do before break is over:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt; topics in ss&lt;br /&gt;   -study for final&lt;br /&gt;   -finish paper&lt;br /&gt; latin&lt;br /&gt;   -memorize all the verbs&lt;br /&gt;   -finish up my workbook&lt;br /&gt;   -do the PTLs [I &lt;i&gt;HATE&lt;/i&gt; PTL!]&lt;br /&gt; math&lt;br /&gt;   -err, review?&lt;br /&gt; rhetoric&lt;br /&gt;   -rewrite my essay&lt;br /&gt;   -review all my grammar notes [I HATE MRS ROBERTS]&lt;br /&gt; biology&lt;br /&gt;   -study like a mad woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet ive forgotten like five things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, this is like the worst "break" &lt;u&gt;ever&lt;/u&gt;. id rather be back in school than home with all this yucky work. wahhh...</content>
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    <title>;(</title>
    <published>2003-12-22T00:33:46Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-22T00:44:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>christmas in killarney &lt;--- bing crosby [&lt;3]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today i went to church. and it was a really uncomfortable thing because i was sitting in a pew[sp?] that was just in front of the family of the dude i took the narrator deal from [when he didn't show up at practice my mom volunteered me to take over the spot-- thanks mom ;P]. his stupid brother was supposed to be the voice person, but he wasn't there at that practice either so my friend took his spot too. the sister kept glaring at me all through mass. ;( stupid heads. and on the way to church, i saw anya's daddy-o walking billie[sp?][BILLAYYYY!] in front of this apartment building in little italy near church. i honked the horn and waved but im not sure he recognized me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;then i went to breakfast at cafe zucchero[ive been going there every sunday since forever and i don't know how to spell it. once again i disclaim my coolness..] and my mom talked to the owner lady in super fast italian for like 2 hours. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;and then i went to whole foods [still with my mom, err] and i got some new &amp;lt;3 mint chapstick &amp;lt;3 [haaaleluya-- my lips were, like, dying] and a coconut popsicle [mmm!] and also some stuff for making cookies with my new awesome cookie-cutters. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;then i had to go shopping for the billionth time-- my mom said i needed to get something to wear for mass on wednesday. ;( err. i got this really yucky black skirt that is tapered all yucky and this posetively hideous red sweater. and i am terrible at public speaking. wow-- i sure have a lot to look forward to now don't i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just finished cleaning my room top to bottom. *feuf*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. i must be the most boring person ever....</content>
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    <title>shinypinkcamels @ 2003-12-20T08:10:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-20T16:30:25Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-20T16:30:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the cure ::: pictures of you</lj:music>
    <content type="html">last night i saw LotR @ fashion valley and my take on the movie was: it was pretty darn good. sitting in the front row gave a me a bit of headache though. everyone hated me after the movie because dorcey and i kept making jokes about stuff. and we missed a lot of what people said. muahahah!-- dorcey was acting like a 7 year old it was great! but now no one likes me. not even kendra. who must have yelled at me about a gazillion times....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got so many cool gifts from people this year: anya, laura, corrine, rachel, sarah w. jessie, katie c, claire. &amp;lt;--- muchas gracias you guys ;D</content>
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    <title>quack quack quack-- quack quack.</title>
    <published>2003-12-19T08:59:22Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-19T09:00:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">oh and i forgot to mention sarah-- i checked the pitts today ;D. ahahhahahah! we are too *holds up two fingers* bad!</content>
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    <title>shinypinkcamels @ 2003-12-19T00:40:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-19T08:51:00Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-19T08:51:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>last christmas ::: jimmy eat world &lt;they do a good rendition</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i just finished wrapping-- er, boxing and tissuing, presents. i got sally such cute stuff. and it took fo-evah to find since shes so picky with presents. but i ended up getting her some blue[her favorite color] and white striped gloves. and some new pajamas [blue of course to match...everything...else..she..owns...wow thats scary....]&amp;nbsp;with cutsie-wootsie little snowmen. and lastly i got her a super-neat little calendar thingamabob to put on her desk. it comes with rainbow stickies and it so darn cool!!!-- omg, its &lt;em&gt;super&lt;/em&gt; cool. and since i went with my pops, i got my mom some neat stuff too that i don't think she'll return...i hope.... &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;omg....today is the last day of school before break [its past midnight just incase you did not notice...]-- do you &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; what this means!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!!?!?111 &lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;IM FREE! IM FREE AS A BIRD!!!! IM SO FREE!!! FREEE!!!1&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>roberts is not only "off the team", shes excommunicated, dismembered and banned for life...</title>
    <published>2003-12-19T02:18:01Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-19T08:28:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the cure ::: boys don't cry[herd it on ze radio today!]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today was really bad. i had a history quiz, a two-part math quiz, a math test, a vocab quiz in english and some mean people. and the mean-ness is because people are ignoring me and paying attention to things that don't matter. like, everyone is in it for their own recognition. i know i go to a very competetive school, but that doesn't mean that the people there are obligated to be short and difficult with me. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to make matters about a gazillion times worse-- i have absolutely no christmas spirit. the cheer-o-meter is at a record breaking low. ive tried christmas music, ive tried wrapping presents, ive tried christmas cards, ive tried decorating the tree. theres no hope. ive just been too busy to notice christmas' arrival and wow, now its in like what 6 days? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom said she would take me shopping tonight but she had a fit saying, how the mall would be full of people [uhhh, ya, thats a given...]. crowded malls, they give her headaches.... w/e man. ill just go get another mom...who doesn't always make dad do the mom stuff with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and last night sally left out cheese and crackers for santa clause. awww...</content>
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    <title>shinypinkcamels @ 2003-12-17T16:33:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-18T00:38:05Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-18T00:38:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the fixx ::: one thing leads to another</lj:music>
    <content type="html">oh ya-- and secret santa, if you're out there, thank you for the chocola-tay y los chex mix traditionale-- they were muy deliciosa. heheh-- just what i needed first thing in the moring. ;P</content>
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