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  <title>.:tHaTs HOtT:.</title>
  <subtitle>LOvEs iT &lt;3</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>carlee</name>
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  <updated>2005-08-16T23:00:46Z</updated>
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    <title>carl_y @ 2005-08-16T18:54:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-16T23:00:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-16T23:00:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>dont stop believin-journey</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Girl: hey baby i want to show you....&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;Boy: ( cutting her off ) ugh i'm so mad&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Girl: why? whats wrong ?&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;Boy: ugh everything&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Girl: explain baby&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;Boy: just lost a championship game,&lt;br&gt;parents flipped out on me for no reason,&lt;br&gt;and im catching a cold&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Girl: well hey there will always be other games,&lt;br&gt;you know ill take care of you when your sick,&lt;br&gt;what your parents flip about ?&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;Boy: they are making me pay them for a car repair&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Girl: is it alot of money&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;Boy: no it just sucks&lt;br&gt;Boy: but hey i dont feel well im going to go lay down&lt;br&gt;Boy: bye&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Girl: wait i want to give you some...&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;Boy: cant it wait til tommorow ?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Girl: yeah sure&lt;br&gt;Girl: bye&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;Boy:&amp;nbsp;bye&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;2 hours later a friend of hers asks her to go for a drive ...she goes.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;her friend swerved to avoid a truck....hitting a tree instead&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;her friend was killed instantly....shes in critical condition&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is the conversation between her sister and her boyfriend&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Sister: omg ( crying )&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Boy: what? whats wrong ?&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Sister: my sister...your gf was involved in a major car wreck&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Boy: is she ok ? ?????&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Sister: shes in critical condition&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Boy: i'll be there in 10 minutes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He shows up to the hospital room ...standing outside the door&lt;br&gt;going over the last conversation in his mind over and over as he&lt;br&gt;heard the machines beep and beep and breathing tubes pump&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Boy: she wanted to give me something or tell me something&lt;br&gt;Girls mom: yeah this...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it was an envelope smelling like she did sealed with a kiss in lipstick&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;he opened it.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it said ..... your everything to me....i love you with everything i am&lt;br&gt;and everything i have...i want to spend the rest of my life with you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sealed in it was a ripped movie ticket from the first movie they went to&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and the first picture they took together&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;he kissed the picture as a tear fell from his face onto the picture&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it looked as if in the picture she was crying&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;then the machines flatlined....3 minutes later she was pronounced dead&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;wow..thats one of the saddest things i have ever read in my life...(tear)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;COMMENT ON IT! you know you want to!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;i love you guys!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&amp;lt;33 carlin lee&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:carl_y:5716</id>
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    <title>carl_y @ 2005-08-02T14:34:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-02T18:41:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-02T18:41:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>when youre gone-bryan adams</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;boy&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; i saw her today&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;u&gt;girl&lt;/u&gt;: i saw him today&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;boy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; it seems like it's been forever&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;u&gt;girl:&lt;/u&gt; i wonder if he still cares&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;boy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; she looks better than before&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;girl:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt; i couldn't stop staring at him&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;boy:&lt;/u&gt; i asked her how things were going&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;girl:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt; i asked him about his new girlfriend&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;u&gt;boy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: i'd choose her over any girl i`m with&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;girl:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt; he's probably really really happy riight now&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;boy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; i couldn't look at her without starting to cry&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;girl:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt; he couldn't even look at me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;boy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; i love her&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;girl:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt; he loves his new girlfriend&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;boy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; i held her for the last time&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;u&gt;girl:&lt;/u&gt; he gave me a friendly hug&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;boy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; then i went home and cried&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;u&gt;girl:&lt;/u&gt; then i went home and cried&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;boy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" size="2"&gt; i lost her&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;u&gt;girl:&lt;/u&gt; i love him&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;awwww!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v428/LiLsTa23/1mischa_barton.jpg"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;i am f-ing in love with the oc!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/V0LC0MBABEE654/gfdgs.bmp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/v466/MisUndrStoodPoet/Icons/th_ohno.jpg"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://x1c.xanga.com/2b086360347338952063/z4529569.bmp"&gt;dont have sex...because you will get pregnant and die...hahaha&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img135.imageshack.us/img135/9397/fordramainlagunabeachjustaddwa.png"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/6p7qr5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.xanga.com/miles_of_icons/bs%20crazy.png"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://xdb.xanga.com/ad48404a24d339382128/z6750960.gif"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;alright...im done for now...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the below entry is dedicated to all of the "nice" girls...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i love you all...infinate xs and os&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;33 carlee&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>carl_y @ 2005-08-01T20:28:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-02T00:31:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-02T00:31:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>you shook me all night long</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="3"&gt;&lt;u&gt;the below thing is totally stolen from lindsay lynns profile...hells yes...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#000099"&gt;(stolen from lindsay lynn)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="3"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="3"&gt;&lt;u&gt;This is my tribute to the nice girls:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#000099" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the nice girls who are overlooked, who become friends and nothing more, who spend hours fixating upon their looks and their personalities and their actions because it must be they that are doing something wrong. This is for the girls who don't give it up on the first date, who don't want to play mind games, who provide a comforting hug and a supportive audience for a story they've heard a thousand times. This is for the girls who understand that they aren't perfect and that the guys they're interested in aren't either, for the girls who flirt and laugh and worry and obsess over the&lt;em&gt; slightest glance, whisper, touch,&lt;/em&gt; because somehow they are able to keep alive that hope that maybe... maybe this time he'll have understood. This is an homage to the girls &lt;u&gt;who laugh loud and often&lt;/u&gt;, who are comfortable in skirts and sweats and combat boots, &lt;em&gt;who care more than they should for guys who don't deserve their attention&lt;/em&gt;. This is for those girls who have been in the trenches, who have watched other girls time and time again fake up and make up and fuck up the guys in their lives without saying a word. This is for the girls who have been there from the beginning and have heard the trite words of advice, from "there are plenty of fish in the sea," to "time heals all wounds." This is to honor those girls who know that guys are just as scared as they are, who know that they deserve better, who are seeking to find it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;This is for the girls who have never been in love, but know that it's an experience that they don't want to miss out on. For the girls who have sought a night with friends and been greeted by a night of catcalling, rude comments and explicit invitations that they'd rather not have experienced. This is for the girls who have spent their weekends sitting on the sidelines of a beer pong tournament or a case race, or playing Florence Nightingale for a vomiting guy friend or a comatose crush, who have received a drunk phone call just before dawn from someone who doesn't care enough to invite them over but is still willing to pass out in their bed. &lt;em&gt;This is for the girls who have left sad song lyrics in their away messages&lt;/em&gt;, who have tried to make someone understand through a subliminally appealing profile, who have time and time again dropped their male friend hint after hint after hint only to watch him chase after the first blonde girl in a skirt. This is for the girls who have been told that they're too good or too smart or too pretty, who have been given compliments as a way of breaking off a relationship, &lt;em&gt;who have ever been told they are only wanted as a friend. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#000099" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This one's for the girls who you can take home to mom, but won't because it's easier to sleep with a whore than foster a relationship; this is for the girls who have been led on by words and kisses and touches, all of which were either only true for the moment, or never real to begin with. This is for the girls who have allowed a guy into their head and heart and bed, only to discover that he's just not ready, he's just not over her, he's just not looking to be tied down; this is for the girls who believe the excuses because it's easier to believe that it's not that they don't want you, it's that they don't want anyone. This is for the girls who have had their hearts broken and their hopes dashed by someone too cavalier to have cared in the first place; this is for the nights spent dissecting every word and syllable and inflection in his speech, for the nights when you've returned home alone, for the nights when you've seen from across the room him leaning a little too close, or standing a little too near, or talking a little too softly for the girl he's with to be a random hookup. This is for the girls who have endured party after party in his presence, finally having realized that it wasn't that he didn't want a relationship: it was that he didn't want you. I honor you for the night his dog died or his grandmother died or his little brother crashed his car and you held him, thinking that if you only comforted him just right, or said the right words, or rubbed his back in the right way then perhaps he'd realize what it was that he already had. This is for the night you realized that it would never happen, and the sunrise you saw the next morning after failing to sleep. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#000099" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is for the "I really like you, so let's still be friends" comment after you read more into a situation than he ever intended; this is for never realizing that when you choose friends, you seldom choose those which make you cry yourself to sleep. This is for the hugs you've received from your female friends, for the nights they've reassured you that you are beautiful and intelligent and amazing and loyal and truly worthy of a great guy; this is for the despair you all felt as you sat in the aftermath of your tears, knowing that that night the only companionship you'd have was with a pillow and your teddy bear. This is for the girls who have been used and abused, who have endured what he was giving because at least he was giving something; this is for the stupidity of the nights we've believed that something was better than nothing, though his something was nothing we'd have ever wanted. This is for the girls who have been satisified with too little and who have learned never to expect anything more: for the girls who don't think that they deserve more, because they've been conditioned for so long to accept the scraps thrown to them by guys. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#000099" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is what I don't understand. Men sit and question and whine that girls are only attracted to the mean guys, the guys who berate them and belittle them and don't appreciate them and don't want them; who use them for sex and think of little else than where their next conquest will be made. Men complain that they never meet nice girls, girls who are genuinely interested and compelling, who are intelligent and sweet and smart and beautiful; men despair that no good women want to share in their lives, that girls play mindgames, that girls love to keep them hanging. Yet, men, I ask you: were you to meet one of these genuinely interested, thrillingly compelling, interesting and intelligent and sweet and beautiful and smart girls, were you to give her your number and wait for her to call... and if you were to receive a call from her the next day and she, in her truthful, loyal, intelligent and straightforward nice girl fashion, were to tell you that she finds you intriguing and attractive and interesting and worth her time and perhaps material from which she could fashion a boyfriend, would you or would you not immediately call your friends to tell them of the "stalker chick" you'd met the night prior, who called you and wore her heart on her sleeve and told the truth? And would you, or would you not, refuse to make plans with her, speak with her, see her again, and once again return to the bar or club or party scene and search once more for this "nice girl" who you just cannot seem to find? Because therein lies the truth, guys: we nice girls are everywhere. But you're not looking for a nice girl. You're not looking for someone genuinely interested in your intermural basketball game, or your anatomy midterm grade, or that argument you keep having with your father; you're looking for a quick fix, a night when you can pretend to have a connection with another human being which is just as disposable as the condom you were using during it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#000099" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So don't say you're on the lookout for nice girls, guys, when you pass us up on every step you take. Sometimes we go undercover; sometimes we go in disguise: sometimes when that girl in the low cut shirt or the too tight miniskirt won't answer your catcalls, sometimes you're looking at a nice girl in whore's clothing - - we might say we like the attention, we might blush and giggle and turn back to our friends, but we're all thinking the same thing: "This isn't me. Tomorrow morning, I'll be wearing a teeshirt and flannel shorts, I'll have slept alone and I'll be making my hungover best friend breakfast. See through the disguise. See me." You never do. Why? Because you only see the exterior, you only see the slutty girl who welcomes those advances. You don't want the nice girl.. so don't say you're looking for a relationship: relationships take time and energy and intent, three things we're willing to extend - - but in return, we're looking for compassion and loyalty and trust, three things you never seem willing to express. Maybe nice guys finish last, but in the race they're running they're chasing after the whores and the sluts and the easy-targets... the nice girls are waiting at the finish line with water and towels and a congradulatory hug (and yes, if she's a nice girl and she likes you, the sweatiness probably won't matter), hoping against hope that maybe you'll realize that they're the ones that you want at the end of that silly race. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#000099" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So maybe it won't last forever. Maybe some of those guys in that race will turn in their running shoes and make their way to the concession stand where we're waiting; however, until that happens, we still have each other, that silly race to watch, and all the chocolate we can eat (because what's a concession stand at a race without some chocolate?) &amp;lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>carl_y @ 2005-07-31T15:37:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-31T19:41:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-31T19:41:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>how will i know-whitney houston</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;alright...this whole thing is dedicated to CEDAR POINT...oh god...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-alright so we first get there and me ashley brittany and erin all decide to go on &lt;font color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;the DRAGSTER&lt;/font&gt;...well...me and ashley have never been on it before so we were like &lt;font color="#009900" size="5"&gt;HELL YES! LETS DO IT...&lt;/font&gt;.so we wait an hour and a half in the line and then finally we get up to the place where you get on...we get into the seats and ride up slowly to the "launching area" or whatever its called...alright so we're up there and its taking forever for them to start us so i look to ashley and im like&lt;font size="4"&gt;....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc" size="5"&gt;"shit ashley...i really dont want to go on this anymore..."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all ashley said was "well..its a little late now!!" so im like..great im screwed and we're going to fly off this thing and die...then i hear SIT BACK AND HOLD ON TIGHT...and the lights go and ZOOOM...we're off...omg that was the best ride ever....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;so..we get off the dragster and decide to call mel and jeff...so we go and meet up with them and hang out with them for awhile and went on the wicked twister...then we went over to the indoor rollercoaster where i got BEAT UP BY JEFF....because i pushed him into the people in front of us and jeff grabbed my head and hit it into the wall...ouch...and then we are walking up these stairs and jeff just screams &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;"I LOVE WALKING UP STAIRS!" &lt;/font&gt;so then this lady that worked there was like&lt;font color="#006600"&gt;..."LOOK TO YOUR LEFT...WHAT DO YOU SEE...?" &lt;/font&gt;so we were like um...and she goes &lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;"A WALL...THATS RIGHT.." &lt;/font&gt;so i scream &lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;"NO!!!! MY DAD USED TO BEAT ME WITH WALLS!"&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;hahaha then we get on the ride and me and jeff go crazy and scream our lungs out! haha oh god...then when we got off of that me and ashley went over to eat and had a &lt;font color="#33ccff"&gt;GAY WAITER...&lt;/font&gt;hahahahahaha i loved him...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;so...we pretty much got all of the rides in on the first day...so the 2nd day we went over to soak city...where we met up with jake amy mel jeff and kelsey and we went on the huge water slide...and water was pouring on us and jake was like "WAIT..DO WE GET WET ON THIS RIDE?" hahahahaha so then after that...we went into the wavepool and amy..who is 18 doesnt know how to swim so she wore a life jacket...hahahahaha it was the funniest thing i think i have ever seen in my life...hahaha so we're in the wave pool right..and all of the sudden &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#6600cc" size="5"&gt;jake PUSHES ME INTO THIS OLD HAIRY GUY and i fall down and he screams CARLY FIGHT THE WAVES! WE'RE THE NAVY..FIGHT THE WAVES! OH NO SOLDIER DOWN! AHH! (funniest thing ever in my life...hahaha)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;alright...so after soak city we decided to go back into the park...oh god haha...we went on the demon drop and me and amy were practically crying because it looked so old and stuff..haha so then after that we went over to the &lt;font color="#000099"&gt;RIP CORD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/font&gt; oh my god...best thing ever...i have a dvd of it&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;so..we're on rip cord right...and we're getting ready to go and all of the sudden this guy is like um...you have to go change your harness to jeff...i was like are you kidding me! so we had to get off and stupid jeff had to go change his harnesss hahahahaha lol so then when he was done we went on and when it was raising jeff was like "WHAT IF IT SNAPS?" so the girl was like "WELL...WE'VE ONLY HAD 2 ACCEDENTS TODAY WHERE THE PEOPLE FLY OFF OF IT...BUT DONT WORRY..." oh god i thought i was going to PEE! haha so we're raising up and we get to the top and theyre like "3 2 1 FLY!" and jeff decides...that he doesnt want to pull the rip cord yet...ugh...so like 4 seconds later hes like "its stuck..." and then he pulls it and &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;WE FREEFALL AND FLY...OH MY GOD I GOT A DVD IT WAS AWESOME! HAHAHA best time ever!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;so after the rip cord...we go back into the park right...and we're all running and dancing and ashley runs into this mom and runs right into her boobs...FUNNIEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE! hahaha so then we said goodbye to mel jeff kelsey and all them and we go on the mantis with brit erin and two guys they met...omg we were screaming so hard i was like &lt;font color="#3333ff" size="5"&gt;"I DONT KNOW HOW TO READ AND MY MOM NEVER HUGGED ME WHEN I WAS A KID!" &lt;/font&gt;hahahahaha funniest thing ever...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;so we're walking back to go leave and this 8 year old comes up to me and ashley and im texting lauren on my cell phone and ashley turns around to leave me and this 8 year old with HUGE ears comes up to me and is like "can i have your number my brothers want it?" i almost peed....i was like "um...i dont know it...hold on" so i turn around and run to erin and brittany and im liek HELP ME! AHHH! so then the kid left and we started cracking up...omg...hahahaha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;-so back at the hotel we decide that we are absolutely STARVING! so we call BRUNOS PIZZA and order a large pizza and breadsticks....i swear to god that pizza was gone in 5 MINUTES! HAHAHA oh lord....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;funnest 2 days ever...i love all of you guys!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;COMMENT&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;-carlee&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:carl_y:5114</id>
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    <title>carl_y @ 2005-07-31T15:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-31T19:37:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-31T19:37:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>how will i know-whitney houston</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;alright...this whole thing is dedicated to CEDAR POINT...oh god...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;-alright so we first get there and me ashley brittany and erin all decide to go on the DRAGSTER...well...me and ashley have never been on it before so we were like HELL YES! LETS DO IT....so we wait an hour and a half in the line and then finally we get up to the place where you get on...we get into the seats and ride up slowly to the "launching area" or whatever its called...alright so we're up there and its taking forever for them to start us so i look to ashley and im like...."shit ashley...i really dont want to go on this anymore..." all ashley said was "well..its a little late now!!" so im like..great im screwed and we're going to fly off this thing and die...then i hear SIT BACK AND HOLD ON TIGHT...and the lights go and ZOOOM...we're off...omg that was the best ride ever....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#6600cc"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so..we get off the dragster and decide to call mel and jeff...so we go and meet up with them and hang out with them for awhile and went on the wicked twister...then we went over to the indoor rollercoaster where i got BEAT UP BY JEFF....because i pushed him into the people in front of us and jeff grabbed my head and hit it into the wall...ouch...and then we are walking up these stairs and jeff just screams "I LOVE WALKING UP STAIRS!" so then this lady that worked there was like..."LOOK TO YOUR LEFT...WHAT DO YOU SEE...?" so we were like um...and she goes "A WALL...THATS RIGHT.." so i scream "NO!!!! MY DAD USED TO BEAT ME WITH WALLS!" hahaha then we get on the ride and me and jeff go crazy and scream our lungs out! haha oh god...then when we got off of that me and ashley went over to eat and had a GAY WAITER...hahahahahaha i loved him...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#6600cc"&gt;so...we pretty much got all of the rides in on the first day...so the 2nd day we went over to soak city...where we met up with jake amy mel jeff and kelsey and we went on the huge water slide...and water was pouring on us and jake was like "WAIT..DO WE GET WET ON THIS RIDE?" hahahahaha so then after that...we went into the wavepool and amy..who is 18 doesnt know how to swim so she wore a life jacket...hahahahaha it was the funniest thing i think i have ever seen in my life...hahaha so we're in the wave pool right..and all of the sudden jake PUSHES ME INTO THIS OLD HAIRY GUY and i fall down and he screams CARLY FIGHT THE WAVES! WE'RE THE NAVY..FIGHT THE WAVES! OH NO SOLDIER DOWN! AHH! (funniest thing ever in my life...hahaha)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;alright...so after soak city we decided to go back into the park...oh god haha...we went on the demon drop and me and amy were practically crying because it looked so old and stuff..haha so then after that we went over to the RIP CORD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh my god...best thing ever...i have a dvd of it&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;so..we're on rip cord right...and we're getting ready to go and all of the sudden this guy is like um...you have to go change your harness to jeff...i was like are you kidding me! so we had to get off and stupid jeff had to go change his harnesss hahahahaha lol so then when he was done we went on and when it was raising jeff was like "WHAT IF IT SNAPS?" so the girl was like "WELL...WE'VE ONLY HAD 2 ACCEDENTS TODAY WHERE THE PEOPLE FLY OFF OF IT...BUT DONT WORRY..." oh god i thought i was going to PEE! haha so we're raising up and we get to the top and theyre like "3 2 1 FLY!" and jeff decides...that he doesnt want to pull the rip cord yet...ugh...so like 4 seconds later hes like "its stuck..." and then he pulls it and WE FREEFALL AND FLY...OH MY GOD I GOT A DVD IT WAS AWESOME! HAHAHA best time ever!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;so after the rip cord...we go back into the park right...and we're all running and dancing and ashley runs into this mom and runs right into her boobs...FUNNIEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE! hahaha so then we said goodbye to mel jeff kelsey and all them and we go on the mantis with brit erin and two guys they met...omg we were screaming so hard i was like "I DONT KNOW HOW TO READ AND MY MOM NEVER HUGGED ME WHEN I WAS A KID!" hahahahaha funniest thing ever...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;so we're walking back to go leave and this 8 year old comes up to me and ashley and im texting lauren on my cell phone and ashley turns around to leave me and this 8 year old with HUGE ears comes up to me and is like "can i have your number my brothers want it?" i almost peed....i was like "um...i dont know it...hold on" so i turn around and run to erin and brittany and im liek HELP ME! AHHH! so then the kid left and we started cracking up...omg...hahahaha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;-so back at the hotel we decide that we are absolutely STARVING! so we call BRUNOS PIZZA and order a large pizza and breadsticks....i swear to god that pizza was gone in 5 MINUTES! HAHAHA oh lord....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;funnest 2 days ever...i love all of you guys!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;COMMENT&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;-carlee&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:carl_y:4815</id>
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    <title>carl_y @ 2005-07-26T13:38:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-26T17:41:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-26T17:41:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>in love with the 80s-relient k</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff" size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is your opportunity to say whatever you want to me or about me. just post anonymously, saying whatever you've always wanted to say to me or about me and then copy and paste this in your journal and see what people have to say about you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;comment kidss.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;also...ive decided to change the way i spell my name...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stop calling here ass hat...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&amp;lt;333 carlee&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:carl_y:4490</id>
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    <title>carl_y @ 2005-07-22T19:36:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-23T00:02:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-23T00:02:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>click five-just the girl</lj:music>
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&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#999999"&gt;&lt;font style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Color Is Gold&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/gold.jpg"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are engrossed in passions that mentally stimulate you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At Your Lowest:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You seek thrills and neglect what's important in your life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In Love:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You see dating as adventure and approach it with an open attitude.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You passion for life makes others passionate about you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Am I Having Fun?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#999999"&gt;&lt;font style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Coffee Ice Cream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/icecream/coffee.jpg"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Energetic and lively, you are always on the go.&lt;br&gt;You're doing a million things at once and doing them well.&lt;br&gt;You tend to motivate others and raise spirits.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are most compatible with chocolate ice cream.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
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&lt;td align="middle" width="400" bgcolor="#66ccff"&gt;&lt;font style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 5 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="#0000cc" size="+6"&gt;5 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;im 5 guys...!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;comment kidddsss!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;hasta la bye bye!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&amp;lt;333 carlyyyy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>carl_y @ 2005-07-20T12:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-20T16:49:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-20T16:49:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>again..supersonic by oasis</lj:music>
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&lt;p style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #000; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Created by &lt;a title="User Profile" style="COLOR: #fff" href="http://www.bzoink.com/users.php?id=peanutbutterkookie"&gt;peanutbutterkookie&lt;/a&gt; and taken 17472 times on bzoink!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #404040; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;What kind of ride you have?&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #6b6b6b; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&amp;lt;select ... &amp;gt;&amp;lt;option ... &amp;gt;A cadillac&amp;lt;/option&amp;gt;&amp;lt;option ... &amp;gt;A hummer&amp;lt;/option&amp;gt;&amp;lt;option ... &amp;gt;A lowrider&amp;lt;/option&amp;gt;&amp;lt;option ... &amp;gt;A range rover&amp;lt;/option&amp;gt;&amp;lt;option ... &amp;gt;A bike&amp;lt;/option&amp;gt;&amp;lt;option ... &amp;gt;NONE&amp;lt;/option&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/select&amp;gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #404040; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;How many peeps be in your posse?&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #6b6b6b; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&amp;lt;select ... &amp;gt;&amp;lt;option ... &amp;gt;5 my closest homies from the hood&amp;lt;/option&amp;gt;&amp;lt;option ... &amp;gt;20 my Gz from the projects&amp;lt;/option&amp;gt;&amp;lt;option ... &amp;gt;I lost count&amp;lt;/option&amp;gt;&amp;lt;option ... &amp;gt;None I don't need a posse&amp;lt;/option&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/select&amp;gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #404040; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;Do you rock your own clothing line?&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #6b6b6b; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&amp;lt;select ... &amp;gt;&amp;lt;option ... &amp;gt;Hells yeah people need to buy my shit&amp;lt;/option&amp;gt;&amp;lt;option ... &amp;gt;I have my family and crew wear it&amp;lt;/option&amp;gt;&amp;lt;option ... &amp;gt;No, I won't have a clothing line&amp;lt;/option&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/select&amp;gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #404040; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Rapper name will be..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #6b6b6b; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;#1 Pimpsta&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #404040; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You roll wit..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #6b6b6b; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;D-12&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #404040; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name Of your debut album&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #6b6b6b; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Christmas in tha Ghetto&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #404040; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Number of people who bought it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #6b6b6b; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;3898151&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #404040; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your trademark...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #6b6b6b; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Screaming various crazy sayings that even you don't even know&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;
&lt;p style="PADDING-RIGHT: 15px; PADDING-LEFT: 15px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 15px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #000; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&amp;lt;input ... &amp;gt;&amp;lt;input ... &amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;table style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 450px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;
&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;
&lt;p style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 14px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #2d3353; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;What's Your Pimp Name?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;
&lt;p style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #2d3353; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Created by &lt;a title="User Profile" style="COLOR: #fff" href="http://www.bzoink.com/users.php?id=pokethejello7"&gt;pokethejello7&lt;/a&gt; and taken 109551 times on bzoink!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #3886d3; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;Name&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #8ab8e6; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&amp;lt;input ... &amp;gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #3886d3; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;Sex&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #8ab8e6; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&amp;lt;select ... &amp;gt;&amp;lt;option ... &amp;gt;male&amp;lt;/option&amp;gt;&amp;lt;option ... &amp;gt;female&amp;lt;/option&amp;gt;&amp;lt;option ... &amp;gt;undecided&amp;lt;/option&amp;gt;&amp;lt;option ... &amp;gt;both&amp;lt;/option&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/select&amp;gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #3886d3; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Pimp Name Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #8ab8e6; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Strawberry Soda&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #3886d3; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You'll make&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #8ab8e6; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;$528,276,695.16&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #3886d3; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The number of prositutes you own is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #8ab8e6; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;74&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;
&lt;p style="PADDING-RIGHT: 15px; PADDING-LEFT: 15px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 15px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #2d3353; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&amp;lt;input ... &amp;gt;&amp;lt;input ... &amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA....wow this is frickin awesome hahahahaha....i love it&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMMENT BIATCHES! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;HASTA LA BYE BYE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;STRAWBERRY SODA/#1 PIMPSTA&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:carl_y:3997</id>
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    <title>carl_y @ 2005-07-20T12:38:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-20T16:40:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-20T16:40:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>supersonic-oasis</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;that entry didnt really work....whoops lets try that again....&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;table style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 450px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;
&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;
&lt;p style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 14px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #2d3353; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;What's Your Pimp Name?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;
&lt;p style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #2d3353; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Created by &lt;a title="User Profile" style="COLOR: #fff" href="http://www.bzoink.com/users.php?id=pokethejello7"&gt;pokethejello7&lt;/a&gt; and taken 109548 times on bzoink!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #3886d3; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;Name&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #8ab8e6; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&amp;lt;input ... &amp;gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #3886d3; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;Sex&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #8ab8e6; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&amp;lt;select ... &amp;gt;&amp;lt;option ... &amp;gt;male&amp;lt;/option&amp;gt;&amp;lt;option ... &amp;gt;female&amp;lt;/option&amp;gt;&amp;lt;option ... &amp;gt;undecided&amp;lt;/option&amp;gt;&amp;lt;option ... &amp;gt;both&amp;lt;/option&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/select&amp;gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #3886d3; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Pimp Name Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #8ab8e6; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Strawberry Soda&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #3886d3; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You'll make&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #8ab8e6; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;$133,510,416.94&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #3886d3; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The number of prositutes you own is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #8ab8e6; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;28&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;
&lt;p style="PADDING-RIGHT: 15px; PADDING-LEFT: 15px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #fff; PADDING-TOP: 15px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #2d3353; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&amp;lt;input ... &amp;gt;&amp;lt;input ... &amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:carl_y:3720</id>
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    <title>carl_y @ 2005-07-20T12:36:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-20T16:37:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-20T16:37:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>supersonic-oasis</lj:music>
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    <title>carl_y @ 2005-07-04T16:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-04T20:34:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-04T20:34:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>wonderwall-oasis</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 741px; HEIGHT: 454px" height="458" src="http://www.yunque.net/tom/FULLtoon-tampons.JPG" width="619"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA^^ thats hilarious!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;comment kids!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>carl_y @ 2005-06-29T13:13:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-29T17:21:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-29T17:21:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>billy jean</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alright..carly is bored..so here are some childrens books..that didnt make it to press...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. You are different and that's bad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2. Dad's new wife, Robert&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3. The kids' guide to hitchhiking&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;4. That's it, I'm putting you up for adoption&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;5. Strangers have the best candy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6. Kathy was so bad, her mom stopped loving her&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;7. Why Can't Mr. Fork and Ms. Electrical Outlet Be Friends?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;8. The Pop-Up Book of Human Anatomy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;9. Daddy drinks because you cry&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;10. Pop! Goes The Hamster...And Other Great Microwave Games&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;scroll down really fast...its so fun...i did it like 10 times..haha&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;wasnt that fun!! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;PUT SOME COMMENTINOS IN! I LOVE YA!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;infinate x's and o's(ive seen that movie lots)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;carly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>carl_y @ 2005-06-26T21:02:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-27T01:04:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-27T01:04:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>mr. nice guy-degrassi</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOP 15 THINGS TO DO IN A BORING MOVIE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Wear a top hat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Throw popcorn in the air and yell, "IT'S SNOWING!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Say, "OOOHHHHH!" if people kiss.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Clap when the good guy dies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) Make a "fart noise" and then say, "AHhhhhh!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) Start fake-wheezing then ask the nearest person for their food.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) When the bad guy says/does something devious, yell, "Watch OUT!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) Laugh loud at all the corny jokes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) Tell the person sitting next to you that you have diarrhea then wink and smile at him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) Wear a cape, and when its your turn in the concession line, yell, "I'M BATMAN!" and run away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11) Tell people that they can't sit next to you because your invisible friend already is.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12) Yell, "STOP MOLESTING ME!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13) Put a kernel on the person if front of you's head and see how long it takes to fall off.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14) Stare at the person accross the aisle from you until they see you.&amp;nbsp; When they do, look back at the screen quickly until they look at you again.&amp;nbsp; Repeat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15) Put candy in your mouth to get it wet, then try to stick it to the screen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;HAHAHAHA wow...for some reason this made me start cracking up...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;COMMENT! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;alright...im gonna go enjoy a nice bowl of chocolate ice cream...yesss.....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;later gators&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;carly&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>carl_y @ 2005-06-25T09:00:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-25T13:21:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-25T13:21:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>its rainin men-the weather girls...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#6600cc"&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;oo1:First name: Carlin&lt;br&gt;oo2.middle name: Lee&lt;br&gt;oo3.last name: McGrath&lt;br&gt;oo4.mothers name : Karen&lt;br&gt;oo5.fathers name: Bill&lt;br&gt;oo6.sisters name: Madison&lt;br&gt;oo7.brothers name : Collin&lt;br&gt;oo8.age : 14&lt;br&gt;oo9.School friends: to many&lt;br&gt;o10.pets name: Maggie and Millie&lt;br&gt;o11.how many alive grandparents do you have: 2 Grandparents&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;» qiirl stuff «&lt;br&gt;o12. do you wear alot of black eyeliner: BARELY only when i need too, i use brown&lt;br&gt;o13. would you label your self as a ‘prep’: um...i dont know?&lt;br&gt;o14. would you label yourself as a punk: nope...&lt;br&gt;o15. do you hate posers: yupp&lt;br&gt;o16. would you call yourself a poser: nope&lt;br&gt;7. would you say your girly: yes&lt;br&gt;o18. what is your favorite brand of lip gloss:...yeah im stickin with that bath and bodyworks stuff...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;o19. eyeshadow: depends on my mood haha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;o20. blush / foundation: i hate foundation i only use it when i need it blush yes&lt;br&gt;o21. do you prefer tampons or pads: the idea of shoving that plastic thing up me still kinda creeps me out...but once its in you it doesnt bother me...&lt;br&gt;o23. what is your typical hair do: straight down or just leave it natural (wavy)&lt;br&gt;o24. describe your typical winter outfit: a pair of jeans and a sweater/long sleeve&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;o25. do you prefer jeans or a skirt: jeans cuz theyre comfy...but skirts are comfy at times too...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;» relatiionshipsz «&lt;br&gt;o26. about how many relationships have you been in: about 4&lt;br&gt;o27. do you have a boyfriend: nope..not at the moment...(tear)&lt;br&gt;o28. do you prefer passionate kissing or simple pecks: passionate kissing *hahahahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;o30. do you prefer short term or long term relationships: long term&lt;br&gt;o31. brown or blonde haired boys?: well..it doesnt really matter...just as long as they are HOT!&lt;br&gt;o32. tall or short : tall&lt;br&gt;o33.abercrombie boys or hollister boys: um...whats the difference?&lt;br&gt;o34. which celebrity are you convinced your going to marry: im gonna have to go with my man ASHTON KUTCHER&lt;br&gt;o35. what is the longest relationship you ever had:&amp;nbsp;i dont remember...it was like a year...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;o36. have you ever broke down in tears over stupid boy: haven't we all?&lt;br&gt;o37. have you ever been dumped : nope..not yet at least...haha&lt;br&gt;o38. ever had your heart broken : um..i dont think so?&lt;br&gt;o39. ever broken a heart: not quite sure..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;» which friend is the .. «&lt;br&gt;o40. quietest: SHI-SHI/SHIRINATRON/shirin khan...&lt;br&gt;o41. one with the best skin: what kind of Q is that...i have noo idea?&lt;br&gt;o42. one who says the funniest things: lauren mcintosh, ashley quane, and mel j probably...they always keep me cracking up...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#6600cc"&gt;o43. ditsiest : definately assley...aka...ashley&lt;br&gt;o44. most likely to become rich : id have to agree with everyone on this one and say....caleb norton&lt;br&gt;o45. most likely to become a prostitute. : none of us..&lt;br&gt;o46. richest : haley and john knapp....&lt;br&gt;o47. ugliest : no one!&lt;br&gt;o48. most boy crazy: we all love boys...!&lt;br&gt;048. gives advice : probably lauren, ashley, and megan gives good advice too...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;» music and entertainment «&lt;br&gt;o49. best rapper : hm...im stickin with VaNiLlA iCe...&lt;br&gt;o50. best hip hop artist : i couldn't choose theres alot.. &lt;br&gt;o51. best pop singer : justin timberlake&lt;br&gt;o52. best rock band : Greenday, Def Leppard...there's a ton...&lt;br&gt;o53. best horror movie : um....i dont really know...&lt;br&gt;o54. best comedy film : old school definately!&lt;br&gt;o55. best action film: definately...SHARK BOY LAVA GIRL...even though i havnt seen it...&lt;br&gt;o56. favorite movie theatre: i like AMC's seat but i doesn't really matter&lt;br&gt;o57. favorite soap opera : General Hospital&lt;br&gt;o58. favorite drama series : LAGUNA BEACH..heck yess...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;o59. favorite cartoon : yeah..i still say spongebob...&lt;br&gt;o60. favorite actor and actress : ashton kutcher and julia roberts?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#6600cc"&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;you&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;br&gt;o61. eye color: greenish hazelish&lt;br&gt;o62. hair color : Blondish brown...?&lt;br&gt;o63. skin tone : tan right now &lt;br&gt;o64. do you wear alot of makeup : i barely wear any make up in the summer&lt;br&gt;o65. do you have highlights : well i got them done 3 months ago and my hair is just natural now..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#6600cc"&gt;o66. how often do you get your hair done : barely ever&lt;br&gt;o67. about how tall are you : 5'5.5&lt;br&gt;o68. about how much do you weigh : this morning it was 107....&lt;br&gt;o69. would you consider yourself pretty:&amp;nbsp;um...i dont know&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;o70. do you feel ugly at times : yea&lt;br&gt;o71. do guys give you attention because of your looks : i dont really know...?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;» food «&lt;br&gt;o72. favorite brand of macaroni and cheese : KRAFT&lt;br&gt;o73. favorite cereal : captain crunch..haha&lt;br&gt;o74. favorite restaurant: im gonna have to say...subway...eat fresh...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;o75: favorite dinner : pizza&lt;br&gt;o76. favorite coffee : um..i dont know some vanilla thing from starbucks&lt;br&gt;o77. favorite ice cream flavor : Cookie dough&lt;br&gt;o78. favorite gum: ORBIT!&lt;br&gt;o79. favorite kind of cookie :chocolate chip all the way...&lt;br&gt;o80. favorite type of food: um...normal food is fine with me...im not really into&amp;nbsp;that whole organic mess of food&amp;nbsp;and chinese and arabic food...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;» shopping «&lt;br&gt;o81. favorite mall : Somerset&lt;br&gt;o82. favorite clothing store: um..lets see...i dont really care...i shop wherever....&lt;br&gt;o83. favorite department store : um...well parisian i guess...&lt;br&gt;o84. favorite makeup store : parisian&lt;br&gt;o85. last item you purchased : probably my cargo pants....&lt;br&gt;o86. last time you were at the mall : last week sometime?&lt;br&gt;o87. favorite purse brand : coach all the way...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;o88. people you last went to the mall with : my maja (mom)&lt;br&gt;o89. favorite person to shop with : um...lauren cuz she tries on stuff that she cant afford..like me...haha&lt;br&gt;o90. amount spent on last shopping outing: um..i dont know...my mom bought me stuff from lacoste and BUILD A BEAR! hahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;» right now you're .. « &lt;br&gt;o91. listening to : its rainin men!&lt;br&gt;o92. watching : friends reruns...&lt;br&gt;o93. wearing : my soccer shorts and a white tanktop&lt;br&gt;o94. eating: nothing...&lt;br&gt;.o95 thinking : about how frickin early i woke up today...thanks to a certain someone calling my phone and leaving a retarded messege...gee thanks...haha&lt;br&gt;o96. talking to : um...i dont think anyone?&lt;br&gt;o97. saying : well..im singing its rainin men...so does that count as saying something?&lt;br&gt;o98. wishing : well...if i tell...it wont come true!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;o99. drinking : the most hardcor(ist) drink in the whole entire world.....water...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;100. happy that this survey is over: YES!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>game 7 baby....</title>
    <published>2005-06-24T17:04:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-24T17:04:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>we are the champions-queen (even though pistons lost)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" size="5"&gt;alright...pistons-you did well...we are still &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;proud that you got this far&lt;/font&gt;...even though &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;no one cares about second place&lt;/font&gt;...its alright...and even though you &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;let all of detroit down&lt;/font&gt;...again...its alright...&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;we still love you&lt;/font&gt;....even though &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;you crushed all of our dreams that you were gonna win&lt;/font&gt;....its alright...wait a minute...its not alright!&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt; you guys suck....JUST KIDDING&lt;/font&gt;! god im &lt;font color="#000099"&gt;joking guys &lt;/font&gt;settle down!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;last night-mel dubs house was off the heazy fo sheazy! me mel mel and ashley made THE COOLEST SHIRTS EVER! OH MY GOD THEY WERE AWESOME! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;ASHLEY=BEN CARLY=RIP MEL J=CHAUNCEY MEL DUBS=RASHEED HECK YES! haha it was soo fun! boy airbrushed our shirts and they were off tha heazy fo sheazy...alright ill stop saying off tha heazy fo sheazy cuz that phrase is getting kinda old for me...oh well...so anyways where was i.............oh yeah anyways we all made shirts and got dressed up in soffes, our shirts of course, red and blue socks, and &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;HARDCORE SWEATBANDAS!&lt;/font&gt; heck yes! hahaha and we went out to dinner with the justick family to..i forgot the name..uh oh..oh yeah PIZZA PAPALIS! it was off tha hook! heck yes! and people stared at us cuz we were &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;"decked out"&lt;/font&gt; in pistons gear! then (while mr and mrs justick waited for their pizza) we walked over to&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt; TACO BELL AND TARGET!&lt;/font&gt; and let me tell you....we have never gotten &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;soo many honks from cars in&amp;nbsp;our entire lives&lt;/font&gt;...wow...then after the pizza that took forever to be ready was done....we went back to dubs house and &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;PARTIED&lt;/font&gt; with nick and kevin! and &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;WE BEAT THEM IN A KICK BOOTY &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;BASKETBALL GAME!&lt;/font&gt; HECK YES! they sucked..no offense guys...haha then we watched the pistons....LOSE! ugh that was heartbreaking...then nick and kevin left and me mel j and ashley layed on the trampoline and talked....then my daddy came to get me and I WENT HOME! haha yeah...thats about it...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMMENT BIATCHES! (i think ive said that in all of my entries..oh well) haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" size="4"&gt;later kids...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" size="4"&gt;carly&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>PALACE VISION!</title>
    <published>2005-06-22T19:26:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-22T19:26:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>beat it-michael jackson..haha</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;OH MY WORD...&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;PALACE VISION &lt;/font&gt;WAS SOO FUN! haha first ashley came over and we made &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;AWESOME &lt;/font&gt;shirts!! yess...haha and watched &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;SATURDAY NIGHT LIVE&lt;/font&gt;! "and i always start a SECOND sentance!" hahahahahaha that was hilarious!! then we went on calebs trampoline and screamed at the top of our lungs DEEEETROIT BASKETBALL! hahaha and we prank called a few people and called the &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;REJECTION HOTLINE&lt;/font&gt;! HAHAHAHA that was HILARIOUS! haha then mel and mel came and picked us up and we got ready to go to &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;THE PALACE&lt;/font&gt;! haha then we got our seats along with nicole lindsay lynn jennizzle diabs and tristan it was off the heazy fo sheazy! then me and ashley went to get some water and we got like 4 high fives along the way from drunk people hahaha it was soo much fun! haha then nicole lindsay jenna and diabs and trist left at like the beginning of the 4th quarter but the fun always must go on...so after that &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;WE GOT ON THAT BIG TV SCREEN THING! &lt;/font&gt;it was sawweeet! haha and me ash mel and mel all danced and screamed and practically lost our voices and there was this drunk guy that was like &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;DOES ANYONE REALIZE THAT WE ARE SCREAMING AT AN F-ING TELEVISION? &lt;/font&gt;hahaha then after the game we walked to mels car and screamed DEEETROIT BASKETBALL! haha then we went to &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;WENDYS &lt;/font&gt;cuz the line at taco bell was like GINORMOUS! haha and we listened to mels wonderful ordering...haha "alright your total is..." &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;WAIT I'M NOT DONE YET&lt;/font&gt;! hahaha nice mel...haha then ashley came back to my fajas house and we watched CHAPPELLES SHOW SEASON TWO! haha IM RICH BIATCH! hahaha that was hilarious! and we are going to see palace vision AGAIN tommorrow night..go if you really wanna..and today we are making &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;KICK BUTT SHIRTS AT MEL WS HOUSE&lt;/font&gt;!! haha &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;TACO BELL CRAVINGS&lt;/font&gt;! haha wow that was soo much fun guys! cant wait till later on today and TOMMORROW!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;comment biatches! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;later kids...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;carly&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aww...</title>
    <published>2005-06-21T16:11:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-21T16:11:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hide and seek!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: fuchsia; FONT-FAMILY: Impact"&gt;LOVE MEANS...&amp;nbsp; &lt;img height="15" src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/heart.gif" width="15"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial Narrow&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on the road...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: red; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial Narrow&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girl: Slow down. Im scared.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255); FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial Narrow&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy: No this is fun.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: red; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial Narrow&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girl: No its not. Please, its 2 scary!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255); FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial Narrow&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy: Then tell me u love me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: red; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial Narrow&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girl: Fine, I love u. Slow down!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255); FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial Narrow&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: red; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial Narrow&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Girl hugs him*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255); FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial Narrow&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy: Can u take my helmet off &amp;amp; put it on? Its buggin me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoBodyText2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. 2 ppl were on it but only 1 survived...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: black"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realizd that his breaks broke, but he didn't want 2 let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him &amp;amp; felt her hug 1 last time, then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die now if there is anyone on here that you love and care for that much copy this and repost it.......&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: black"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: black"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;now...didnt that just make you feel all warm and good inside...?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: black"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;COMMENT BEEOTCHES!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: black"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;later kids&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: black"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;carly&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>summer is hurr!!</title>
    <published>2005-06-18T21:54:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-18T21:54:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>since you been gone-kelly clarkson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;wow...yesterday was MELANIE WILHELM'S PARRTAY! jeepers...it was insane! haha...lets see.....here is what i did....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;THURSDAY-wow..thursday sucked for me...i found out some stuff...i dont really wanna go there though...and then i went to...LAUREN CHRISTINES PAD! YESS...that was absolutely GREAT! i dont think i have ever laughed as hard as i did when we were on that trampoline...(jumping on the tramp!!) we made some really interesting songs up...hahaha...wow...what would i do without you? god...id probably end up being a shopping bag lady..you know the kind that sits in allyways and talks to buildings and wears mens shoes...hahahahahahaha...wow that was great! we went online for like a minute cuz online is gay...haha and then we jumped on the tramp and called kevin...but he didnt ever answer so we left messages on his cell phone...including one of the songs i made up...hahaha...wow...that was great...and then we went inside to watch...THE BREAKFAST CLUB!! hahaha (punch myself on the shoulder) hahaha wow i love that movie!! yeah you know what...i think your old man and my old man should get together and go bowling...hahaha wow...then laur and i watched DEGRASSI!!!! hahaha &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#6600cc"&gt;(cuz youre the dust in my eye..youre the rock in my shoe..yeah lies lies lies....)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt; haha mr nice guy!! wow i love it! wow laur you helped me get through thursday..the crappy day...haha&lt;font color="#000099"&gt; I DONT THINK ABOUT YOU WHEN YOURE NOT HERE YOU KNOW!!! &lt;/font&gt;hahaha I LOVE PHILLIP THE HYPER HYPO!! hahahaha wow that was great laur! haha i love you!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#009900"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY-woke up at laurens house..had panera bagels...yess...then we went on the tramp...then i went home at like 1 ish..? haha then i rested...then at 4 30...i had soccer tryouts...whoopee...im shouting for joy...(that was sarcastic for all of you people that didnt get it)...turns out my coach is an asssssss and he wants me to be "rostered" on thunder...but ill play up for all of the lightning games..gee thanks coach..why dont you just put me on lightning if youre gonna bring me up for all the games!!?? dork...anyways...i dont wanna talk about that right now though cuz my coach really pisses me off..wow..sounds familiar..haha lauren....anyways...then i came home..got ready...and headed over to...MELANIE WILHELMS HOUSE!!!!! haha wow that party was...fun...interesting...wild...haha when me laur and julia got there...we just kinda "chilled" i guess haha then me and ashley and carly and megan and nicole went on the trampolizzle...hahaha wow..that was fun...then...well we danced and hung out...then wow...&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;ASHLEY,CARLY,NICOLE,JULIA,MELANIE,AMANDA AND I KICKED MAJOR BUTT IN THE BOYS VS. GIRLS BASKETBALL GAME AGAINST CALEB NICK AND DANIEL(not dan cuz thats a gay name) WOW...WE TOTALLY WON! YESS..AND I SCORED A MAJOR BASKET WORTH 15 POINTS...YESSSS....but then amanda like totally left the game...im not really sure where she went..haha...but the important thing is...WE BEAT CALEB NICK AND DANIEL!!! hahahaha wow... NICOLE-OH MY GOD...MRS. O'BRIEN'S NAKED! KICK THEM IN THE WEENIE! hahahaha wow nicole...hahahaha...MRS LANES NAKED! OH MY GOD LOOK! HAHAHA wow...AFTER AN HOUR OF PLAYING BASKETBALL...WE WENT BACK INSIDE AND HUNG OUT...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;then...my faja came and he picked me,lauren,julia,caleb,and dan-pan up...and we listened to caleb and daniel singing oldies...wow that was interesting...haha that was an interesting car ride home..hahaha...then i came home and went online...and ashley and i had a deep conversation..hahahahaha wow THEY ARE SUCH DIPS! HAHAHA i love that word...haha anyways ashley and i had a wonderful deep conversation!! I CANT WAIT TILL CEDAR POINT ASHLEY!!! ITS GONNA BE OFF THE HEAZY FO SHEAZY! HAHAHA...yess....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff00"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday- I WENT TO SOMERSET! AND MADE A FLAMINGO DRESSED UP AS BATMAN AT THE BUILD A BEAR WORKSHOP!!!!!!!! YESS! IT WAS AWESOME...AND THEN I WENT SHOPPING WITH MY MAJA AND MY SISTER...YEAH IT WAS PURTY SWEET...YUPP.....AND NOW IM HERE..WRITING IN THIS JOURNAL THING...WOW...HOPE YOU GUYS LIKED READING ABOUT MY LIFE...HAHA...WOW...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff00"&gt;LATER KIDS...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;carly&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:carl_y:1390</id>
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    <title>MACKINAC TOMARROW!</title>
    <published>2005-05-24T17:39:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-24T17:39:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>behind these hazel eyes-kelly clarkson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MACKINAC IS TOMARROW! oh my word! it is sooo exciting! wowzers!!!!! yeah well ive been sick for the past like 2 days....and i went to my doctor today...hes chinese and he doesnt really know english...and he gave me 6 medications....i swear i feel like im cheri oteri in that one snl skit where shes addicted to all kinds of medicine...you guys probably havent seen that one but o well...i got an INHALER...its insane...and i got like 3 things of pills....and some nose thing...and eye drops...yeah so im set to go let me tell you....but anyways....today i went to dr. chung....thats my chinese doctors name...and then i went to get a milkshake at big boy cuz i was afraid that i would have to get a shot so my dad promised me a milkshake from bigboy....yess....and then we went to the village and i got some sweat pants for the lonnng bus ride tomarrow! haha then i went to cvs and i got &lt;font color="#009900"&gt;A HULK TOOTHBRUSH AND HULK CARDS...for mackinac...and let me tell you they are AWESOME! yess....im set to go......yeah i couldnt find a fanniepack...ugh....im so mad......i wish i had a fanniepack....haha anyways and now im at home....and i just got done watching cribs and oldschool...yeah its a classic...haha &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;and now im on itunes...listening to all sorts of crazy music.....ugh HONORS CONVICATION IS TONIGHT....yeah thats crazy....anyways....lets see...what else did i do....well last weekend i had FOUR soccer games...yeah it was pretty hardcore....umm....yeah i dont know what else to write....hmmmm.........&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;well...at 11 i was thinking of shirin and how she's all alone in french with madame nadloneck...or however you spell her name...yeah hahaha i feel bad for you shirin...you had to survive it all alone with that weird kid and jun............yeah so anyways....my eye is killing me right now cuz it feels like someones jabbing it with a knife....owww......it hurts...and i dont know if jabbing is a word...but oh well....it is now....haha yeah well guys TOMARROW WE LEAVE FOR MACKINAC! YESS its so exciting...i know i know....its crazy....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;alright...im soo bored....eww...orange is an ugly color....hold on.....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;there....wait...i just used this color....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc00"&gt;there....yellow....well you cant really see it but i dont care....anyways.....yeah so hope you enjoyed reading what ive been doing...umm yeah leave a comment....cuz its crazy insane.....yeah later kids!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:carl_y:1044</id>
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    <title>hey kids!</title>
    <published>2005-05-15T14:49:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-15T14:49:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>cold hard bitch-jet</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;hey kids! whats the happs? well yesterday was saturday...for those of you that dont frickin know...and i had two soccer games! lightning tied livonia united...they won state cup and we tied them! and thunder beat flint! chyea dawg! anyways this whole journal is dedicated to &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;MEGAN COREY &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;and &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;ASHLEY QUANE!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt; megan stay strong and ashley- you did the right thing! dont let anyone get to you okay! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;its OKAY! you guys are the best! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#6600cc"&gt;dont let anyone get to you guys...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#6600cc"&gt;AIIGHT IM OFF TO A SOCCER GAME IN LANSING AND THEN ANOTHER ONE IN FLINT! CHYEA DAWG! GO LIGHTNING!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:carl_y:1012</id>
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    <title>oh my...</title>
    <published>2005-05-08T15:37:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-08T15:37:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>cant touch this-mc hammer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">alright...i just relized that there are like only a couple more weeks of middle school...that is really sad guys...and everyone is getting mad at eachother these days...for really stupid reasons!!! what is with us...we should be PARTYING these last few weeks...not getting mad at eachother...thats insane! but i guess eurrone is just really stressed to go to highschool or something....yeah...it just hit me that all of us probably wont stay together all through highschool and that these are our last weeks as middle schoolers....no more mrs lane screamin at us for our clothes..or because we talk to much..but all of our friends are going to split up...we are all gonna get seperated someway or another....ASHLEY QUANE! IM GONNA MISS YOU LIKE NO OTHER! UGH.....ITS GONNA SUCK WITHOUT YOU HOMES...anyways yeah so pretty much all of our friends are gonna seperate to other people so lets live these last few days like they are our last!!!! yes...but even though we have to say goodbye to middle school....come on...WHO'S READY FOR HIGHSCHOOL?????????????????????????????????????????????????????i have to say that I AM! AMEN TO THAT!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:carl_y:622</id>
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    <title>maddies first communion is ToDaY...</title>
    <published>2005-05-07T15:59:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-07T15:59:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>this ones for the girls</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;HEY KIDS!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;maddie (my sister) is having her first communion today! isnt that special...haha umm yeah so what have i done so far today....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;well...last night was pretty sweet...i went to the NDP choir concert thing and let me tell you....MARCEL, KEITH, AND RICKY are some pretty hott fellows...wowzers...its crazy...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmm...lets see...lauren christine-aiight im hurr for you haha okay...AT&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BK&lt;/u&gt; you got it...haha nice...we need to make those shirts...asap! pronto!&amp;nbsp;haha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the next oc...is gonna be pretty exciting!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;riddle...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;schwartzenegger has a big one....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;michael j fox has a small one....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;madonna doesnt have one....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;and clinton uses his all the time....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;what is it....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;A LAST NAME SILLY!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA THAT ALWAYS CRACKS ME UP....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;k later kids!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;carly...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:carl_y:394</id>
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    <title>my sweet week...</title>
    <published>2005-05-07T03:44:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-07T03:44:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>its rainin men</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aiight...my week was off the heazy fashizzy...here is what i did each day....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY-well...i went to track and then i went to TWO HOURS OF SOCCER...IT WAS INSANE...then i had my last ccd class...tear tear...haha good times laurene sean ryan and christian!! umm yeah i dont really remember the rest so lets just skip to tuesday...shall we...?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY-well today i went to track and we worked on our relay and i guess it was pretty sweet...umm and soccer was okay....uhh yeah i dont remember anything else cuz i just have short term memory loss.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;WEDNESDAY-TRACK MEET! YEAH DAWG! IT WAS SOO SWEET LET ME TELL YOU but it was really boring at times....umm lets see i ran the 100 and finished in 3rd i think...i dont know and then i ran the 70 and finished second cuz alisa finished first cuz shes like on steroids..haha uhh and our relay FINISHED FIRST! CHYEA! thats what im talkin about....umm yeah the rest of the day was sort of a blurr to me...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;THURSDAY-we wrote stories about eachother in fifth hour in MRS. ANNES CLASS! umm and well my stories were the best! HAPPY CINCO DE MAYO! YEAH anyways marco ripped my cinco de mayo sign and he fell off a waterfall in one of the stories then got raped by craig the stripper....umm yeah so that was pretty sweet...haha umm yeah the rest of the day was just kind of...i dont know&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#009900"&gt;FRIZZIDAY!!!-WELL...megan julia and i walked the entire cross creek run...that was pretty sweet....and that alexis girl WHO KNOWS TYBO MIGHT GO OFF ON ONE OF US SOON SO WE BETTER WATCH OUT!!! CUZ SHE KNOWS TYBO AND SHE WILL USE IT IF SHE HAS TO!&amp;nbsp; HAHA NOTE TO MEGAN-WE HAVE TO GET OUR MEN! AMEN TO THAT! HAHAHAHA YES WE DO! LAKE AND RIVIS! ALL THE WAY! HAHA UMM ANYWAYS...in first hour nothing happened except we are reading a horrible book...with the name of tom sawyer...god its BORING! (kinda like this live journal) anyways...2nd hour- i had to listen to everyone calling me frickin baton...ugh god...we will skip that subject....3rd hour-wow who pays attention in science anyways...? fourth hour-french...with shi shi...yeah it was pretty boring...5th-wrote more stories 6th-mrs lane went off on me...as usual...she said i was distracting caleb with his studies..uhh yeah sure mrs lane whatever....even though that kid talks more than anyone i frickin know....alright so anyways that was my week....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff9900"&gt;for those of you who just read this entire thing...i hope you liked it cuz that means you have no life so you are reading about mine...but i hope it was pretty sweet....haha just kidding alright peace out cub scouts! lator gators!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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