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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Jul 2005 06:26:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This, my friends, is wisdom at it&apos;s finest...unfortunatly,  wisdom comes too late sometimes</title>
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  <description>-A friend of mine opened his wife&apos;s underwear drawer and picked up a silk paper wrapped package:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;This, - he said - isn&apos;t any ordinary package.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He unwrapped the box and stared at both the silk paper and the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;She got this the first time we went to New York , 8 or 9 years ago. She has never put it on, was saving it for a special occasion. Well, I guess this is it. He got near the bed and placed the gift box next to the other clothings he was taking to the funeral house, his wife had just died. He turned to me and said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Never save something for a special occasion. Every day in your life is a special occasion&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think those words changed my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I read more and clean less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit on the porch without worrying about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend more time with my family, and less at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understood that life should be a source of experience to be lived up to, not survived through. I no longer keep anything. I use crystal glasses every day.. I&apos;ll wear new clothes to go to the supermarket, if i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t save my special perfume for special occasions, I use it whenever I want to. The words &quot;Someday...&quot; and &quot;One Day...&quot; are fading away from my dictionary. If it&apos;s worth seeing, listening or doing, I want to see, listen or do it now. I don&apos;t know what my friend&apos;s wife would have done if she knew she wouldn&apos;t be there the next morning, this nobody can tell. I think she might have called her relatives and closest friends.&lt;br /&gt;She might call old friends to make peace over past quarrels. I&apos;d like to think she would go out for Chinese, her favorite food. It&apos;s these small things that I would regret not doing, if I knew my time had come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would regret it, because I would no longer see the friends I would meet, letters... that I wanted to write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;One of these days&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would regret and feel sad, because I didn&apos;t say to my brother and sisters, son and daughters, not times enough at least, how much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I try not to delay, postpone or keep anything that could bring laughter and joy into our lives..&lt;br /&gt;And, on each morning, I say to myself that this could be a special day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day, each hour, each minute, is special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you got this, it&apos;s because someone cares for you and because, probably, there&apos;s someone you care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if the one thing you do after seening this message is tell someone how much you appreciate them, then this message was worth your time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live life, don&apos;t just wait for that &quot;special occasion&quot;.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Jun 2005 02:22:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Little rant</title>
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  <description>I know i said i wouldn&apos;t update and i am not, but i just have to get something out there.  If you have a problem with me, if something is bothering you, get up the courage to come to my face and say &quot;hey, amanda, this, this and this is just really bothering me and i was wondering if we can talk.&quot;  Thanks that would be great... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, hope everyone is well.  I am up in milwaukee for the summer and would love visitors.  I offer a place to crash and summerfest.  Also i am planning on celebrating my birthday up here so i will let everyone know when that is, but i would love for people to come up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good summer people, ttysoon!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Apr 2005 15:18:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i thought this was funny...</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Apr 2005 07:03:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>SO my last entry went alright.  I made this huge list of all the people that are in my life and the reason why i am friends with them and they are friends with me.  So i look at this list when i am done and i start sobbing uncontrolably because i realize that i was lucky.  I always knew that i was lucky to have the people that i have in my life, but i never saw what they meant to me.  But i still decided that there are certain people in my life that instead of them holding me back, it was me holding them back...by this i mean the only times i ever call these people are to complain and sob to them.  In turn, they never try to see if i am ok, in fear of they will have to sit through me again.  I understand this and dont want them to feel some kind of weird obligation to me, so i flat out said what i needed to say, in many different ways, and continued to grieve my loss.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the void would fill back up and i might have a glimmer of feeling complete again. But i was wrong.  The whole got bigger, the pain got stronger, and the will to be sane agian flew out the window.  So now i am trying something new, I am going to cut ties with myself. MY LJ as my first outlook on this.  I think this might be the last time i update.  I dont want to just tell people my feelings like this.  I want to talk to people about what i need to talk to them about without using this for a crutch.  I bid you all goodbye and hope that we talk soon.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Apr 2005 21:01:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I never understood why Mary moved so far away till now.  To cut off everything and leave it behind is something i wish i could do.  To not feel, to not know, would just be amazing.  I thought i had it all together, i thought i was sane and could do this but i can&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness overwhelms me every morning, every second that i move.  I feel weights pull me down and i find not strengh in even breathing.  I decided today that this was the end, the end of it all.  I made a list of all the people that i need to cut ties with and one of them might actually be my entire family.  I can&apos;t watch them move on with their lives like my mom never existed, like my uncle never was there.  I can&apos;t watch my dad get re-married without feeling like i want to throw myself onto oncoming traffic.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t hate me if today i say goodbye.  But some people may never hear from me again. I love you all and this is not a good bye note, so suicide is nothing to worried about.  This is not what that is...it is me just trying my hardest to keep myself sane.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you wake up in the morning and wish you never did, when you cry yourself to sleep everynight praying this it will be your last heartache, when the people that you thought were your friends leave your side again and again, or dont talk to you for months at a time then come to me with your concerns.  But until then you know nothing.  Absolutly nothing.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 Apr 2005 16:22:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>April Fool&apos;s</title>
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  <description>Happy April Fool&apos;s bitches!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2005 21:51:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Love makes you.</title>
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  <description>Love Makes You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever said that someone who loves you will never hurt you was wrong.  &lt;br /&gt;Love hurts.  It stings, it burns, it grates, it stabs, and makes you sick inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever said that someone who loves you won&apos;t make you cry was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Love makes you cry.  It makes you weap, makes you sob, makes you tear, makes you whimper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever said that someone who loves you will just love you was right.&lt;br /&gt;Love makes you smile, makes you laugh, makes you feel butterflies...love makes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let someone love you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2005 02:17:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I have no i dea what has come over me, but this, in my mind, was how it felt</title>
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  <description>I hear you in my thoughts i see you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;like distant and faded colored memories&lt;br /&gt;i sit and wonder, my eyes searching my mind for a glimsp of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nothing, not a single thought came rushing&lt;br /&gt;and nothing, not a single tear came running&lt;br /&gt;and nothing, not a whimper, not a cry just a whisper goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you left every part of me and whatever you had left is now dead...nothing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i long for yesturday and the sound of your voice&lt;br /&gt;how i long for the sweet kisses that you gave me&lt;br /&gt;how i love for your glimmering eyes and smiling face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought that you would always be there but you are slipping away&lt;br /&gt;like sand through my hand you just blow into the wind to find new hearts to crash upon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nothing, not a single thought comes rushing&lt;br /&gt;and nothing, not a single tear comes running&lt;br /&gt;and nothing, not a whimper, not a cry just a soft whisper goodbye...but i am still waiting for you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Mar 2005 06:24:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I got my wisdom teeth taken out...</title>
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  <description>So today at 9:30 a.m. i got all 4 of my wisdom teeth taken out.  My bottom two were both impacted and one one of the roots on the left tooth was like a cork screw, so it was difficult to take out.  I am in pain right now which isn&apos;t fun, but it will be over in a few days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day long i have been sitting in my room, alone, depressed, thinking about the last few years and how much i miss my mom.  Whenever i have been sick, my mom took care of me like i was dieing the next day.  She pampered me and kept me company, talked to me for a bit and would know EXACTLY what i wanted, when i wanted it.  I feel bad because nothing today my dad could do right for me.  Everything he said i would just quitly thank him for and wait for him to leave the room.  I want him to just sit and keep me company, but i know that if i ask him he is going to tell me that he doesnt have time, like he tells me every other time i ask him to do something.  I know my dad gives me so much, but almost all of it has to do with money.  I guess i miss the way my mom gave me herself, her love and her patience and her time.  I am starting to realize that I am coming second to my dad&apos;s girlfriend, as i had feared in the past.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the thing that pisses me off the most is that my dad let me alone today.  He literally left the house and went over to my aunts.  He told me earlier that Nilde was coming over and i told him that i really didn&apos;t want to see her right now because i just feel gross. When i am sick the only people i want to see is my mom, that is it.  Everyone else just makes me feel like i have to be perky, unhappy and unsickly.  I just started crying so hard after he left.  They say after a love one dies, it supposed to get easier..it doesn&apos;t.  I am finding myself more depressed now, than i have been in the past year.  I guess it is all hitting me, but if i don&apos;t get this pressure off of my shoulders soon, i am going to fall like a deck of cards.   I am seeing a counceler on Wed when i get back to school.  I have put this it off for way to long.  I thought i was able to handle this on my own, but i am can anymore.  I feel myself wearing out, getting slower and slower everyday.  I actually have thought about dropping out of MU and moving in with Therese, getting a job and getting away from school and life.  I can handle the stress of money, what i can&apos;t is school.  I really feel thou that MU was a good decision and in the long run it is going to help me more than i think, i just need to find out where this is all going to take me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i am done ranting for the night.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Mar 2005 06:42:08 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARY IS COMING HOME FOR TWO MONTHS THIS YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!! DECEMBER AND JANUARY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I SERIOUSLY CAN NOT EVEN BREATH RIGHT NOW I AM SOO FREAKN&apos; HAPPY!!!  LOL I THINK I NEED TO GO CRY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow...in other news, still haven&apos;t gotten the word back from my sister.  She was busy so i didnt get to talk to her today.  I am going to give her call tomorrow and see how she is doing and hopefully she&apos;ll have the test results back.  For right now i am going to do homework and go to bed.  Have a good night.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2005 05:53:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So i woke up this morning with all the confidence in the world that i would have a good day.  That went down hill fucking fast.  I called my sister for a mid day break, and well i missed her, and she informed me that last week she went in for testing because her Doctor is concerned that she has Lupus.  After doing some research, Lupus is &quot;a widespread and chronic (lifelong) autoimmune disease that, for unknown reasons, causes the immune system to attack the body&apos;s own tissue and organs, including the joints, kidneys, heart, lungs, brain, blood, or skin. The immune system normally protects the body against viruses, bacteria, and other foreign materials. In an autoimmune disease like lupus, the immune system loses its ability to tell the difference between foreign substances and its own cells and tissue. The immune system then makes antibodies directed against &quot;self.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hasn&apos;t gotten her results back yet, but she will sometimes this week.  I have been crying all day and i just dont know what to do.  I have no mother to call and talk to, one of my best friends is hundreds of miles away in an institution for attempting suicide, a father who is infatuated with his girlfriend, another best friend who is in Australia and someone who is avoiding me.  I know i have people to talk to, i know i have a million people who love me and want to be there for me...but it isnt the same.  Thank God for Richter calling me and talking me back to reality...i honestly dont know what i would do without her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now i am stuck in this ohh so familiar hole in the ground where i have spent the last, coming up on, three years of my life.  Sufficating and drowning in my own tears.  Richter is making me going see a cousler so no worries on that...but honestly, i don&apos;t think it will help.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just pray for my sister, because if there is something out there and He loves me, he won&apos;t let this be happening to her.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Mar 2005 23:39:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Stolen from Kyle! Thanks babe!</title>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/ideal-lover.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seduce people by tapping into their dreams and desires.&lt;br /&gt;And because of this sensitivity, you can be the ideal lover for anyone you seek.&lt;br /&gt;You are a shapeshifter - bringing romance, adventure, spirituality to relationships.&lt;br /&gt;It all depends on who your with, and what their vision of a perfect relationship is.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/seducerquiz/&quot;&gt;What Is Your Seduction Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 12 Mar 2005 20:29:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>How to make a Mandie...</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Mar 2005 19:06:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>DO IT!</title>
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  <description>Try this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Post something annonymously that you&apos;ve always wanted to say to me but couldn&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND/OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Post a favorite memory of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then put this in your LJ and see what people have to say to/about you!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2005 04:38:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Here froggie, froggie, froggie...</title>
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  <description>&lt;table style=&quot;font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;form action=&quot;http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074669322&quot; method=&quot;POST&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=&quot;2&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;Would anyone want to bang you? by phobia&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;Name:&quot; value=&quot;Amanda&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Favorite Food:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;Favorite Food:&quot; value=&quot;chicken&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Wants to Bang you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/39189000/jpg/_39189363_kerm203.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;This many times:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;82&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;un&quot; value=&quot;phobia&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;meme&quot; value=&quot;1074669322&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;-1&quot; color=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://memegen.net/&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Feb 2005 04:39:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Seriously i think my dad is trying to kill me before my 21st birthday.  My sister got this wonderful idea in her head that she wants to give away MY dog.  The dog that used to be her but she abandoned in  our home when she decided that she was going to marry some fuck head who is alergic to everything that breaths.  Basically she found someone to take my dog and my dad thought it was a great idea so he is going to give her away.  My mom loved that dog...I love that dog...but that doesnt matter, nothing matters to him anymore.  Just the fact that he can spend more time with Nilde.  You know what, i am so fucking mad at him right now it is ridiculous.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Feb 2005 02:43:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Make a list describing every year of your life and 5 years after. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I was born July 23, 1985.  The best day of everyone&apos;s life.&lt;br /&gt;2. I spend time with my grandmother everyday.&lt;br /&gt;3. &quot;                                     &quot;&lt;br /&gt;4. &quot;                                     &quot;&lt;br /&gt;5. My grandmother died and a part of me with her.&lt;br /&gt;6. Don&apos;t really remeber any of this part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;7. &quot;                                     &quot;  &lt;br /&gt;8. My sister moved out and i became an only child for a short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;9. Hated my life up to 13.&lt;br /&gt;10. &quot;                 &quot; &lt;br /&gt;11. &quot;                 &quot;&lt;br /&gt;12. &quot;                 &quot;&lt;br /&gt;13. &quot;                 &quot;&lt;br /&gt;14. Graduated from 8th grade. &lt;br /&gt;15. Started Viator and I feel in love for the first and only time.&lt;br /&gt;16. Mom got sick.&lt;br /&gt;17. My mother died and the rest of me with her; Graduated Highschool.&lt;br /&gt;18. I became close with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;19. Came to Marquette.&lt;br /&gt;20. I find myself.&lt;br /&gt;21. I find him.&lt;br /&gt;22. I graduate MU.&lt;br /&gt;23. Get a Job and go to graduate school.&lt;br /&gt;24. Get married.&lt;br /&gt;25. Have kids.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Jan 2005 22:17:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It is short...so just do it!</title>
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  <description>Stolen from Therese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF:&lt;br /&gt;I cried:&lt;br /&gt;I committed suicide:&lt;br /&gt;I lived next door to you:&lt;br /&gt;I started smoking:&lt;br /&gt;I stole something:&lt;br /&gt;I said I liked you:&lt;br /&gt;I kissed you:&lt;br /&gt;I was hospitalized:&lt;br /&gt;I ran away from home:&lt;br /&gt;I got in a fight and you were there:&lt;br /&gt;I got dumped:&lt;br /&gt;I pissed you off:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT MY:&lt;br /&gt;Personality:&lt;br /&gt;Eyes:&lt;br /&gt;Face:&lt;br /&gt;Hair:&lt;br /&gt;Clothes:&lt;br /&gt;Voice:&lt;br /&gt;Sense ofHumor: &lt;br /&gt;Mannerisms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOULD YOU:&lt;br /&gt;Be my friend:&lt;br /&gt;Tell me the truth no matter what:&lt;br /&gt;Hold my hand:&lt;br /&gt;Take a bullet for me:&lt;br /&gt;Keep in touch:&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me:&lt;br /&gt;Date me:</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 02 Jan 2005 11:02:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A New Year and wholotta resolutions</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Happy 2005 Everyone!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I new year has come and once again a whole new view point on life.&amp;nbsp; As some of you might have known I have been sick for the past few days and have had alot of time to myself.&amp;nbsp; I am not going to tell you that all this time was well spent, but some of it has lead to bigger and better things.&amp;nbsp; For example, my New Year&apos;s Resolutions.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;People sit for the week before this event and decided what they are giving up, how they will better themselves and so on...but i am thinking long term.&amp;nbsp; I am not making goals that will last me a week or two and then bam! 2006 rolls around the corner.&amp;nbsp; I am 19 years old, I am young and have my whole like ahead of me (God willing) and i am not going to waste it on empty promises to myself.&amp;nbsp; So i compiled a list of 5 things that i want to change in my life and make the New Year the sign of a new life.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; I promise myself my sanity&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Obsessions and daydreaming are out the window.&amp;nbsp; The world plays dirty tricks on people like me and i will have no more of it.&amp;nbsp; No more thoughts of &quot;what if&apos;s&quot; and anything of that nonsense.&amp;nbsp; My heart is not something to throw around like some kind of ball in a meaningless game of life.&amp;nbsp; It is fragile and breakable.&amp;nbsp; It has no warning labels or an instruction manuel.&amp;nbsp; I don&apos;t want to wake up at the age of 35, alone and wondering where i went wrong??&amp;nbsp; This might be a little drastic coming from someone who will be out of her teen years in 6 months...but sometimes it isn&apos;t as horrifying as it seems.&amp;nbsp; I am almost 20.&amp;nbsp; Some what a mile stone for myself.&amp;nbsp; Insteading of saying a 1/4th of my life is over, i like to think of it as a 1/4th of my life has just begun.&amp;nbsp; But, 15 years from now is not as far as i think it is...it really only is a hop, skip and a jump away.&amp;nbsp; But when i am 35, i do not want to look back on my past as the best years of my life, but as my past.&amp;nbsp; Every year should be the best year of my life...not highschool, not college, not marriage before children or after.&amp;nbsp; I want to look at myself in the mirrow when i am old and gray and think &quot;I loved my life.&amp;nbsp; Every tear, every smile...every everything.&quot;&amp;nbsp; It sounds corney, but it is what i want.&amp;nbsp; So to Amanda, i promise sanity STARTING in 2005.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I promise myself a new physical self.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It is no secret that i have never liked the way that i look.&amp;nbsp; Over the years i have taken steps to improve this but keep coming up short.&amp;nbsp; Final i discovered something that told me why i never ran the whole mile.&amp;nbsp; I always set myself up for failure.&amp;nbsp; My whole life i have had people putting me down.&amp;nbsp; Yes there where people that told me&amp;nbsp;all the wonderful things they thought and loved about me...epecially my mother.&amp;nbsp; But as Julia Roberts said in &lt;em&gt;Pretty Woman &quot;&lt;/em&gt;It is just easier to believe the bad things.&quot;&amp;nbsp; And then it hit me.&amp;nbsp; A few nights ago i went out to see a movie with a few friends and got myself a little fancied up, nothing extravagent or mind blowing.&amp;nbsp; As i was getting ready to leave my father commented on how beautiful i looked. And for a second in time my world stopped. The words stung at me, but oddly enough in a good way.&amp;nbsp; There was no sarcasim, no mean words ready to jump out from behind to slap me and run...just one simple word that made me feel as lovely as it sounded.&amp;nbsp; Not only did i hear this word once that night, but multiple times from multiple people and for once in my life i listened.&amp;nbsp; I didn&apos;t laugh it off or turn on my mute switch in my head...I heard it and i liked it.&amp;nbsp; That was my FIRST turning point in the night.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The second came from talking to Tyler, a dear friend who i hold very highly on my list of life, about some old pictures.&amp;nbsp; I found some pictures from TechCrew/Musical laying around the house and i was telling him about it.&amp;nbsp; I mentioned to him how much he has changed from the pictures and that it still shocks me.&amp;nbsp; And at that moment i looked at him i realized how much he had changed.&amp;nbsp; I remember Tyler from back in the days of highschool with so many insecurities that i could see in him...but now i can&apos;t.&amp;nbsp; I look at him and see this boy who became a man someone who honestly grew up before me.&amp;nbsp; He grew in so many ways and made himself change because HE wanted too.&amp;nbsp; In the end thats what &quot;change&quot; boils down to, what we want and not what the world wants of us.&amp;nbsp; I realized i don&apos;t want to be what i am.&amp;nbsp; I am this beautiful spirit trapped in a body that disgusts me, but i can change that and not because some Glamor Magazine tells me to.&amp;nbsp; I can do it for me.&amp;nbsp; So i started with the smartest thing to do for me, i quit smoking.&amp;nbsp; I have said this a few times and i have only&amp;nbsp;smoked since this summer...but for once i am serious.&amp;nbsp; I saw what smoking did to my uncle and i see what it will do to me.&amp;nbsp; I don&apos;t want that to happen and if i want to change i am going to have to start somewhere. So to Amanda, i promise a new physical self in 2005.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I promise myself emotional dependency.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I promise myself the one thing that no one else can give me, emotional dependency.&amp;nbsp; No more ups and downs, questioning myself.&amp;nbsp; I am going to be alright.&amp;nbsp; I am not alone.&amp;nbsp; I have a wonderful&amp;nbsp;Dad and Sister who love me, an amazing family who would die for me and friends that no person&amp;nbsp;deserves&amp;nbsp;in any life time.&amp;nbsp; I will not second guess and wonder, i will accept.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So to Amanda, i promise emotional dependency.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I promise myself academic excellence.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This catagory falls under the same ideas as in resolution #2.&amp;nbsp; I am not doing as well i as i need to be in school.&amp;nbsp; I am a sophomore and still a student at MU but i can&apos;t continue slacking the way i have.&amp;nbsp; Looking back i see where i went wrong.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Not being my best in school is&amp;nbsp;my way of not growing up; Staying in college forever.&amp;nbsp; But sadly i have come to realize that I can not stay 19 forever.&amp;nbsp; Because whether i like it or not the world doesn&apos;t stop for me.&amp;nbsp; People will grow up and old without me if i choose to stay behind.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes i think that if i don&apos;t grow up that my dad won&apos;t either...that he will be young forever. But life moves and if you don&apos;t move with it, it will just wave goodbye.&amp;nbsp; So to Amanda, i promise academic excellence and the promise to grow up with the world.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thankyou.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My last number on the list is not a resolution but a thankyou.&amp;nbsp; Thankyou for the person you are, thankyou for the person you make me want to be.&amp;nbsp; I place no name on this because this thankyou is nameless.&amp;nbsp; It goes out to all the people that have touched my life in every way, shape and form. Don&apos;t ever doubt your importance, because to me, you are worth everything.Have a wonderful and promising 2005.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Love Always, &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Amanda&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Dec 2004 21:49:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So X mas break has been not very exciting to say the least.  I am glad to be home because i needed the time to myself, but i miss my friends at school.  But to recap on all the crazy things that i have been doing i am going to make a list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Had my surgery the first Tuesday that i came back.  I also got back my results and everything is fine, i am cancer-free.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I have been sleeping almost everyday till noon and i love it.  I miss sleeping in and getting up at a leasurly pace.  But next week i start work, which is not fun but i need the money.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I haven&apos;t seen alot of people over break.  Sometimes i have not made the conscious effort to call and invite them out but the phone works two ways also.  I can dial and so can you! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Christmas Eve was a blast.  My family went over to my sister&apos;s house and we hung out there, drank alot, ate alot and opened presents.  It is so much fun to see the kids open their presents.  They get all excited and what not.  I left early from my sister&apos;s to go to church for Midnight Mass at St. James, which starts at 11:00 pm...weirdos.  That was the last mass i am going to go to with the Firey Foursome (Angela, Christy, Mary and I).  Mary is leaving for Australia, possibly never coming back, so this was our last Christmas together.  After mass we came to my house and exchanged presents between the four of us and Amy.  That was the best part of my Christmas Eve/Day.  Christmas Day my dad and i went to to cousins house on my dad&apos;s side and that was pleasent, not the greatest time, but it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. That is all i can think of right now.  I might edit and add things later.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Dec 2004 19:28:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Merry Christmas Eve</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I know it is just Christmas Eve but.....&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot;&gt;MERRY&lt;/font&gt; CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I couldn&apos;t wait to put this update up tomorrow because i am impatient (and yes Angela i realize that it is not Christmas...deal with it). &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hope you all are having a wonderful Christmas.&amp;nbsp; I love you and miss you.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
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  <title>What am i going to get for X-mas??</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 22 Dec 2004 07:26:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Today&apos;s excitement.</title>
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  <description>I had my doctor&apos;s appointment today.  That was fun...and by fun i mean not.  Thanks to Angela for being a trooper and taking me...and also getting a free breakfast out of it, Angela you have courage.  They had to remove this assist thing off my skin and get it tested to see if it is cancerous or had potential to be.  Don&apos;t freak out because it is not a big deal at all.  Usually i am the worry wart...so if i am not freaking out about it, no one should.  So they cut my skin open and stitched me up like a quilt...it kinda sucked.  I guess the worst part of it was that my dad didn&apos;t take me.  He was acting like a douche bag about it and said he had to &quot;work&quot;.  There is alot more resentment behind that comment than just that, but it isn&apos;t worth getting mad over anymore.  Having to go through things like this makes me miss my mom more and more.  She would have never let me go alone, even if she just had to sit in the car and wait.  But I can dweal on what i don&apos;t have anymore.  No matter how hard people try to make up for it, i will never get over the fact that i have no mom to take care of me.  I am so used to taking care of other people...i never realized that she was the one person who i always let take care of me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is really no other news going on right now.  I haven&apos;t finished shopping for X mas, wrapping or sent out X mas cards.  There are so many people that i need to call and so many things that i need to do and not enuf time to do them in.  Eh well, i&apos;ll do it eventually.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to get some sleep before my T-Dawg comes over tomorrow to bake cookies with me! YAY i am excited.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2004 08:38:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;Somewhere along the way I just grew up.&quot;</title>
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  <description>I guess the title says it best.  I had a long talk at dinner with my sister tonight.  She talked about highschool, her friends and how she is married and had kids...all i guess minor details of the 3 hour conversation.  But ironically, they aren&apos;t just minor details.  I realized alot of things with my sister tonight and have been thinking about alot of things since our talk.  I guess i didnt realize how much i have grown up in the past two years and how others haven&apos;t.  I still have the little birds that tell me about this and that...highschool friends leading highschool lives with highschool drama.  But all the while i am thinking, when did i step outside of this bubble and start a new life?  When did i take the steps that made me not care about the petty shit that went on?  When did i lose touch with some of my bestfriends and when will i stop trying to salvage things with others?  When did my worry free, immature life become one filled with gray hairs (no, i do not have gray hair...), panic attacks and bills?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point in everyone&apos;s life you have to grow up, bite the bullet and face the reality that you are not a kid anymore.  For some of us that comes sooner than later in life...but why did i get the short end of the stick?  I have nothing to complain about and all to be thankful for...wonderful friends, family, school, grades, life, health...but always something missing.  Always something that you want, something you &quot;need&quot;, something that will never happen or you will never have.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life gives you lemons make lemonade.  Unfortunately, life didn&apos;t give me a juicer, sugar, water, pitcher and ladel to complete the package.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Dec 2004 01:25:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>LMAO!!</title>
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  <description>&lt;table style=&quot;font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;form action=&quot;http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074653409&quot; method=&quot;POST&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=&quot;2&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;What Does your Personal Dildo look like by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/tainted_vanity/&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;Angel_deKay&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;Your Name&quot; value=&quot;Mandie&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your Age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;Your Age&quot; value=&quot;19&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Fav Color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;Fav Color&quot; value=&quot;blue&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Soft or Hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;Soft or Hard?&quot; value=&quot;soft&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;BRa size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;BRa size&quot; value=&quot;36D&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Shoe size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;Shoe size&quot; value=&quot;9.5&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;You use it and say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;You Scream your own name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;What it looks like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.blowfish.com/catalog/toys/images/t-div-1354.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;un&quot; value=&quot;Angel_deKay&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;meme&quot; value=&quot;1074653409&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;-1&quot; color=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://memegen.net/&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...thats all i got to say!  Doesn&apos;t it look like it has a face?!?!</description>
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  <lj:music>&quot;Austin&quot; - Blake Shelton</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">&quot;Austin&quot; - Blake Shelton</media:title>
  <lj:mood>sick</lj:mood>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
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