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  <title>don't worry about tomorrow. tomorrow will take care of itself &lt;3</title>
  <subtitle>.kelly.</subtitle>
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  <updated>2006-11-07T01:27:57Z</updated>
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    <title>xokelevatorox @ 2006-11-07T00:27:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-07T01:27:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-07T01:27:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="dear"&gt;dear fall leaves,&lt;br /&gt;you are &lt;u&gt;gorgeous&lt;/u&gt;. i want to keep &lt;strong&gt;all &lt;/strong&gt;of you.&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;the amazed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear legs,&lt;br /&gt;thank you for letting me walk. you never fail me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;the girl with legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear dad,&lt;br /&gt;you just told the dogs to go read a book because they were annoying you. and i quote "boys you have school tomorrow. go get your books ready. go"&lt;br /&gt;im not quite sure how i feel about this.&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;the confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear adoration,&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being the most beautiful thing in the world.&amp;nbsp;i wish &lt;em&gt;everyone&lt;/em&gt; would experience you.&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;the believer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear rain,&lt;br /&gt;im mad you ruined our trip to uga.&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;the EXTREMELY upset girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear econ,&lt;br /&gt;why are you so confusing?&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;the econhater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear swimming,&lt;br /&gt;please stop being so hard.&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;the tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear mom,&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being&amp;nbsp; you. i have no idea what i'd do without you.&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;the daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear dear lists,&lt;br /&gt;thank you for existing. i would have no idea what to write if it werent for you.&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kbyee.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>xokelevatorox @ 2006-08-22T21:17:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-23T01:45:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-23T01:45:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>brass bed</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="ofjweofwe"&gt;
&lt;p&gt;good ole lj&lt;br /&gt;why do i always come to you?&lt;br /&gt;because i like you&lt;br /&gt;thats why&lt;br /&gt;liz is a very strong girl&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was as strong as her&lt;br /&gt;but to be honset i'm not even close to it&lt;br /&gt;i discovered recently&lt;br /&gt;that i wear my heart on my sleeve&lt;br /&gt;that when i love someone, i love them with everything i have&lt;br /&gt;and maybe thats not so good&lt;br /&gt;because people change&lt;br /&gt;and they aren't always what you think they are&lt;br /&gt;and they do things they swore to you they wouldnt do&lt;br /&gt;and thats alright because its their life&lt;br /&gt;but i make it my own and i become more hurt than i should &lt;br /&gt;college sounds exciting&lt;br /&gt;i really want to go to uga&lt;br /&gt;but part of me is worried&lt;br /&gt;because some of the people i know that just started&lt;br /&gt;are totally different&lt;br /&gt;and im worried i will change in college&lt;br /&gt;and im worried i'll lose touch with people&lt;br /&gt;i quit piano monday&lt;br /&gt;probably doesnt sound that big of a deal to yall&lt;br /&gt;but ive been doing that for six years&lt;br /&gt;i love my teacher&lt;br /&gt;i tell her EVERYTHING . boys. school. family. EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;i will probably cry at least once over the quitting thing&lt;br /&gt;but maybe this is me growing up&lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna give out more compliments&lt;br /&gt;b/c i know that whenever someone gives me one it&lt;br /&gt;totally changes my day&lt;br /&gt;i like how shan took a self-defense class&lt;br /&gt;i wanna do that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i have a fear of being kidnapped&lt;br /&gt;no joke&lt;br /&gt;i miss jarrett boston&lt;br /&gt;eddie might come to visit us at lunch sometime&lt;br /&gt;i like econ&lt;br /&gt;its exciting&lt;br /&gt;im trying something new this year&lt;br /&gt;every morning i wake up and im soooo tired&lt;br /&gt;and kinda mad that i have to wake up so early&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;so i think im gonna try to be more...thankful?&lt;br /&gt;i mean afterall, we are WAKING up.&lt;br /&gt;we get to live another day in this beautiful world&lt;br /&gt;we get another chance to discover ourselves&lt;br /&gt;we should be thankful for having that chance&lt;br /&gt;for being alive&lt;br /&gt;for getting to go to school when kids in other countries walk MILES to go to school and actually want to go&lt;br /&gt;we can drive to school and get an amazing education&lt;br /&gt;yet we complain about it all the time&lt;br /&gt;and when i say 'we' i mean me&lt;br /&gt;b/c i dont like to say what other people think b/c im not them&lt;br /&gt;so i hope that idea works&lt;br /&gt;maybe i can think of something to look forward to each morning&lt;br /&gt;but i bet it'll be hard b/c afterall it is pretty early lol&lt;br /&gt;but its worth a shot in my book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveloveloveloveyou.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--ohh. and yc thursday!?! who else is excited about that? haha :]&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>xokelevatorox @ 2006-08-16T20:07:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-17T00:22:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-17T00:25:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="lalalalala"&gt;i miss summer&lt;br /&gt;but i still like school alright&lt;br /&gt;my classes/ the people in them are good&lt;br /&gt;but i wish i had classes with other people too&lt;br /&gt;it feels very weird to be a senior&lt;br /&gt;the first day was tough for me&lt;br /&gt;my classes were great&lt;br /&gt;i got every teacher i wanted&lt;br /&gt;but the fact that i didnt get to see those old seniors&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;tore me apart&lt;br /&gt;i guess it will just take some getting used to&lt;br /&gt;i still like the feeling of being the oldest, dont get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;its just a totally different feeling&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel as old as my brother was when he was a senior&lt;br /&gt;even though i am&lt;br /&gt;its weird to think that WE are the people the next year's seniors will miss too&lt;br /&gt;but such is life :)&lt;br /&gt;im very excited for b2sr&lt;br /&gt;i cant even explain :)&lt;br /&gt;i like getting out of school everyday&lt;br /&gt;after 5th period&lt;br /&gt;its an amazing feeling let me tell ya&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i like that i have classes with shannon and cristina&lt;br /&gt;im a lucky girl&lt;br /&gt;i like having&amp;nbsp; a lap top&lt;br /&gt;it just makes things so much easier&lt;br /&gt;i like working out with my friends&lt;br /&gt;knowing that if someone came and saw us we'd look extremely crazy&lt;br /&gt;but thats alright&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i want to be a language arts teacher anymore&lt;br /&gt;i realized that on tuesday&lt;br /&gt;in language arts&lt;br /&gt;im just not THAT passionate about it&lt;br /&gt;i love books and quotes and such&lt;br /&gt;but i hate poems and grammar&lt;br /&gt;i love psychology so far&lt;br /&gt;it is so interesting&lt;br /&gt;i think i want to be a school psychologist now or some sort of special ed teacher&lt;br /&gt;i can see myself doing that&lt;br /&gt;ive started my application for uga.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;that makes me feel more excited for college&lt;br /&gt;i want to enjoy senior year&lt;br /&gt;but i think once it's over&lt;br /&gt;ill be ready to leave the only thing ive ever known&lt;br /&gt;i saw michael quattro today at lunch and it basically made my day&lt;br /&gt;tonight my mom got a phone call from this girl in her class last year&lt;br /&gt;who had gone to a different school this year and was not enjoying it too much&lt;br /&gt;the way my mom talked to her made me feel so lucky to be her daughter&lt;br /&gt;she told this 5th grader to pick her chin up&lt;br /&gt;that things would get better&lt;br /&gt;that she could call her anytime she wants&lt;br /&gt;and that if she doesnt put a smile on her face my mom will come over there and make her&lt;br /&gt;and i knew&lt;br /&gt;that my mom had made that little girl's scary day a little bit brighter&lt;br /&gt;and its an amazing feeling to know that that lady is my mom&lt;br /&gt;and it makes me want to be a teacher even more&lt;br /&gt;maybe that all sounds lame since you didnt hear the phone conversation like i did&lt;br /&gt;but its not.&lt;br /&gt;trust me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--oh and by the way...the season premier of laguna beach comes on tonight&lt;br /&gt;ahhh! :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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    <title>we're gonna make it afterall</title>
    <published>2006-07-27T03:06:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-27T21:10:34Z</updated>
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&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="love is all around"&gt;i like the color white&lt;br /&gt;it seems so pure and light and summery&lt;br /&gt;i like the fact that school is starting soon&lt;br /&gt;because that means new school supplies and old friends&lt;br /&gt;new classes and new chances.&lt;br /&gt;chances for what?&lt;br /&gt;im not quite sure&lt;br /&gt;i just like to know that they are there&lt;br /&gt;my new haircut makes me feel young and old at the same time&lt;br /&gt;one minute i want to go run in a field of flowers&lt;br /&gt;and another minute i want to drink coffee and talk about life&lt;br /&gt;the hills is my favorite show&lt;br /&gt;i hate watching shows about break ups because they give me a bad feeling in my stomach&lt;br /&gt;i like to pretend that shows like the hills and laguna beach are real&lt;br /&gt;even though they arent completely&lt;br /&gt;but i think ill just pretend like they are because i like that better anyways&lt;br /&gt;im extremely excited about my new laptop&lt;br /&gt;i hate when you are online and there is just ONE person that you want to IM you&lt;br /&gt;and you sit there hoping that they will b/c you know they can see you're online too&lt;br /&gt;even though you could just as easily IM them&lt;br /&gt;its just the fact that they wanted to talk to you that makes it matter&lt;br /&gt;retarded. i know.&lt;br /&gt;solitare is my new favorite game&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i honestly play it all the time&lt;br /&gt;i had the most real dream ive ever had the other night&lt;br /&gt;about jarrett boston&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could describe how real it was but i dont think i could&lt;br /&gt;im excited about going to canada&lt;br /&gt;i want to get a map and put pushpins in all the places ive been&lt;br /&gt;so that hopefully one day&lt;br /&gt;it will&amp;nbsp;be almost covered&lt;br /&gt;this world is too beautiful to go unseen&lt;br /&gt;i kinda want to join the peace corps but my mom wont let me&lt;br /&gt;i like garden state&lt;br /&gt;its so real to me&lt;br /&gt;i like when people are real&lt;br /&gt;i think sometimes i change who i am so that others will like me&lt;br /&gt;for example&lt;br /&gt;liking a certain sport, clothing, band, etc.&lt;br /&gt;and that is horrible&lt;br /&gt;you should be who you are&lt;br /&gt;and others should find THAT attractive&lt;br /&gt;im gonna try that&lt;br /&gt;i wish i knew the song that was playing in forever 21 today. bc it was beautiful&lt;br /&gt;i think itd be really cool to write a song&lt;br /&gt;and have others tell you they can relate to it&lt;br /&gt;because in the end we are all just human beings who feel things&lt;br /&gt;i like when people are happy together&lt;br /&gt;friends, couples, siblings&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why&lt;br /&gt;i like seeing couples together&lt;br /&gt;especially the ones that you wouldnt have thought would find someone&lt;br /&gt;like mentally handicapped or other people like that&lt;br /&gt;not in a mean way&lt;br /&gt;i promise&lt;br /&gt;its just nice knowing they have found happiness in someone else who also finds it in them&lt;br /&gt;i want to be in love&lt;br /&gt;i decided that this year my goal is not good grades&lt;br /&gt;or looking nice or finding a boy or anything of the sorts&lt;br /&gt;its just gonna be&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;to be alive &amp;amp; real&lt;br /&gt;and you probably think&lt;br /&gt;kelly. you're retarded. we are all alive.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;but id have to disagree&lt;br /&gt;we are all living but we aren't all alive.&lt;br /&gt;this week ive felt especially alive and real&lt;br /&gt;with my friends. i always enjoy being with them&lt;br /&gt;but when i was at liz's house doing her hair with shannon late at night&lt;br /&gt;and at the mall in the dressing room comparing clothes with the girls&lt;br /&gt;i felt more alive than ive ever felt before&lt;br /&gt;i guess with my friends i feel like what we have is real&lt;br /&gt;its not fake, its not thin&lt;br /&gt;its rich and beautiful and full&lt;br /&gt;and i like it a lot&lt;/div&gt;
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    <title>birthday update!!</title>
    <published>2006-07-17T00:41:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-17T00:41:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="birthday! ahhh"&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;so basically&lt;br /&gt;this is how my birthday went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wake up on july 15th at 6:30am to get ready for the county swim meet&lt;br /&gt;no one is up&lt;br /&gt;the house is dark&lt;br /&gt;so i tell my self happy birthday and get ready :(&lt;br /&gt;and make this face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" width="400" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/IMG_0044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but!&lt;br /&gt;then i look outside&lt;br /&gt;and my yard is decorated by my birthday bandit friends&lt;br /&gt;who also go by hannah and catherine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" width="400" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/IMG_0047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" width="400" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/IMG_0049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="429" width="400" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/IMG_0048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, those are cornstalks and pieces of &amp;nbsp;broccoli in my yard&lt;br /&gt;my friends are crazy&lt;br /&gt;so we drive down to georgia tech&lt;br /&gt;and do our relays&lt;br /&gt;and win our heat even though our coach told us we weren't fast enough&lt;br /&gt;ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="429" width="400" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN5365.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes we are cute too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" width="400" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN5367.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we love kimbo even though we beat her team! ahh hahah :)&lt;br /&gt;and this is my crazy dad who thought i had turned 18&lt;br /&gt;haha goober&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" width="400" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/IMG_0052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" width="400" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/IMG_0053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is me and my ugly self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" width="400" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/IMG_0054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a tetnis shot 2 days before my birthday and it made my arm hurt :(&lt;br /&gt;for 3 days! ahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" width="400" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/IMG_0057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my grandma thought the tattoo i had on my arm from county was real&lt;br /&gt;bless her heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" width="400" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/IMG_0060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="429" width="400" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/IMG_0061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i look mean&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" width="400" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/IMG_0064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the saddest part&lt;br /&gt;is that i couldnt get all the candles out in one breath&lt;br /&gt;aw shux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="429" width="400" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/IMG_0065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its ok b/c im 17!&lt;br /&gt;even though yall have been 17 since forever.&lt;br /&gt;but im just catching up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. thats all. yay birthday. boo summer reading.&lt;br /&gt;lets hang out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>xokelevatorox @ 2006-06-22T20:51:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-23T01:41:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-23T02:08:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text=". . . . . . "&gt;summer oh six has definitely been amazing. i felt like having plain vanilla ice cream last night and my mom took me to kroger to go get some. totally her idea. i was gonna be fine without having it. but she insisted. and on the way there we rolled down the windows. and let the hot summer night air fill our lungs. there was no music. because there didnt need to be. and she said "this is what summer is all about". and it just hit me. that IS what summer is all about. doing random things, with people you love. and making memories that you hope to remember to tell your children when you get older, but knowing that if you forget them its still ok because you still experienced them. and that in itself is enough. i had my senior pictures on wednesday. and when i was driving home i had this huge "im a senior omg" feeling. and it felt good. sometimes i get scared when i think about it all. but this time it was pure happiness. i feel like a senior. i feel for once that im right where i need to be. im not too old for my age and wishing i was in college, but im not too young and immature to not appreciate things. and i dont really know how else to describe it. i was telling liz tonight how so many times when im trying to fall asleep i think about something. deeply. and i think "wow..this could be an amazing lj update"..then when i wake up...the words dont seem as beautiful anymore. i wish they did, but i guess thats just how it goes. i hope that little kids look up to me in admiration like i looked up to teenagers when i was younger. not in a stuck-up way, but i guess its just nice to know that someone is watching what you do and hoping that when they get that old they are somewhat like that too. my brother just had his 20th birthday. as i watched him open presents i realized how much older he looks. and its just crazy i guess. time flies by. im so happy for him though. he is following a career that he loves. and he's happy. i admire him so much. i hope im like him when im 20. boys boys boys. i feel like this summer is the summer of boys. again, i dont mean that in a slutty way lol. it just is. and i have realized how much i hate my indecisivness. im not even gonna try to spell that word. but basically..i cant make decisions. and that leads to leading guys on. which leads to sticky situations. which in the end is not cool. and i dont mean to do it. i just can never make up my mind until it is too late. but ill leave this to my swing talk with liz. because i dont want to bore everyone with the details. thats another thing. i love swinging. something about pumping your legs and floating up to the sky, just cant be beat. ok. ill leave yall with some pictures. a million points if you read that all. seriously :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN5233.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN5215.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN5218.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN5228.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN5230.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN5239.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN5115-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 508px; HEIGHT: 404px" height="469" alt="" width="418" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/bw.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="422" alt="" width="576" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN5117-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN5118-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 369px; HEIGHT: 296px" height="543" alt="" width="690" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN5127-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 382px" height="487" alt="" width="497" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN5145-1.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 216px; HEIGHT: 209px" height="139" alt="" width="201" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN5208.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>we...what we have...is beautiful</title>
    <published>2006-05-25T02:29:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-25T02:33:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>black balloon - goo goo dolls</lj:music>
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&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="And all I can taste is this moment"&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In summer, the song sings itself.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;Well here it is&lt;br /&gt;the day we've been counting down for since winter&lt;br /&gt;finals are done, lockers are cleaned, and the halls are empty&lt;br /&gt;and here we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#33cccc"&gt;seniors&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i could say that 50 times and still not really feel it&lt;br /&gt;this year has been hard&lt;br /&gt;its been the first year ive really had to work for my grades&lt;br /&gt;and i cant imagine having to have done that all my life&lt;br /&gt;like a majority of the other students have had to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;they&lt;/u&gt; are my heros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive learned a lot this year&lt;br /&gt;i feel older inside&lt;br /&gt;more mature&lt;br /&gt;more aware of the world around me&lt;br /&gt;i know now that life isnt all butterflies and sunsets&lt;br /&gt;there are bad parts in it too&lt;br /&gt;parts that make you mad and cry and wonder if things will ever be happy again&lt;br /&gt;things like death&lt;br /&gt;things like heartbreak&lt;br /&gt;but of course there are even more good parts of life too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends&lt;br /&gt;i love all of the memories ive gotten to share with them&lt;br /&gt;i love how they pick you up when you are down&lt;br /&gt;i dont think you realize how much your friends mean to you&lt;br /&gt;until they find out they might have to move&lt;br /&gt;good thing she didnt&lt;br /&gt;but if she would have had to&lt;br /&gt;idk what i would have done with myself&lt;br /&gt;and the same holds true for all my friends&lt;br /&gt;to imagine my life without anyone of them&lt;br /&gt;is like trying to imagine living without sight, or hearing&lt;br /&gt;possible, but not complete in itself&lt;br /&gt;my friends complete me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100 %&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive discovered this year&lt;br /&gt;that i dont need a boy to make me happy&lt;br /&gt;i feel like this past year&lt;br /&gt;ive had my heart torn out&lt;br /&gt;ripped to shreads&lt;br /&gt;then reassembled&lt;br /&gt;like a kid who tears apart a puzzle&lt;br /&gt;and cant figure out how all the pieces fit back into it&lt;br /&gt;the funny thing is&lt;br /&gt;we will have heartbreak, after heartbreak, after heartbreak&lt;br /&gt;its not just a highschool thing&lt;br /&gt;so maybe these make us strong&lt;br /&gt;for the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;a couple days ago i told myself that id given up on boys&lt;br /&gt;that im tired of getting hurt&lt;br /&gt;truth is&lt;br /&gt;i think they help you discover yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive also realized&lt;br /&gt;that you should never judge people&lt;br /&gt;because you never know what someone has been through&lt;br /&gt;and whats going on in their life&lt;br /&gt;they could have a full plate of problems on their hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've fallen in love with music.&lt;br /&gt;so many times, ive wanted to go up to a certain artist&lt;br /&gt;and be like&lt;br /&gt;"hey, thanks for writing this song, it's really helped me "&lt;br /&gt;and maybe thats lame&lt;br /&gt;but i wonder if they know how much they help people&lt;br /&gt;i hope so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im ready for summer&lt;br /&gt;i think we all deserve it&lt;br /&gt;im grateful for sonfest&lt;br /&gt;and for swim team&lt;br /&gt;one little girl came up to me the other day&lt;br /&gt;one that i had coached last year&lt;br /&gt;and she told me i looked different&lt;br /&gt;i asked her how so&lt;br /&gt;and she said i looked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;"even more beautifuler"&lt;br /&gt;and it pretty much made my day :)&lt;br /&gt;these kids&lt;br /&gt;make my summer&lt;br /&gt;(as well as the other coaches)&lt;br /&gt;we sing 'my girl'. we get tan. we sit under hand dryers in the bathroom when we're cold.&lt;br /&gt;and we get paid.&lt;br /&gt;how can it get better than that?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;so this year&lt;br /&gt;in a nutshell&lt;br /&gt;was amazing&lt;br /&gt;i can drive&lt;br /&gt;i can build a water bottle rocket&lt;br /&gt;i can tell you anything about FDR's new deal&lt;br /&gt;i can decode a message&lt;br /&gt;and i can find symbolism in almost any book&lt;br /&gt;but maybe&lt;br /&gt;the real lessons we learn in high school&lt;br /&gt;cant be taught&lt;br /&gt;but rather&lt;br /&gt;must be felt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99cc"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seniors '07&lt;br /&gt;here we come :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>made my day :)--thanks amanda</title>
    <published>2006-05-22T23:58:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-22T23:58:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kookaburra sits on the old gum tree &lt;br /&gt;Merry merry king of the bush is he &lt;br /&gt;Laugh Kookaburra, laugh Kookaburra &lt;br /&gt;Gay your life must be &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kookaburra sits on the old gum tree &lt;br /&gt;Eating all the gumdrops he can see &lt;br /&gt;Stop Kookaburra, stop Kookaburra &lt;br /&gt;Leave some gums for me &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kookaburra sits on the old gum tree &lt;br /&gt;Counting all the monkeys he can see &lt;br /&gt;Stop Kookaburra, stop Kookaburra &lt;br /&gt;That's no monkey, that's ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;u&gt;now you cant tell me you dont remember that song &lt;/u&gt;:)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>real update tomorrow :)</title>
    <published>2006-03-30T22:36:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-30T22:36:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff" size="+1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;DO IT ANYWAY&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="2"&gt;People are often unreasonable, &lt;br /&gt;illogical and self-centered; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forgive them anyway&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are kind, &lt;br /&gt;people may accuse you of selfish ulterior motives; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be kind anyway&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are successful, &lt;br /&gt;you will win some false friends and true enemies; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Succeed anyway&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are honest and frank, &lt;br /&gt;people may cheat you; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be honest anyway&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you spend years building, &lt;br /&gt;someone could destroy overnight; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Build anyway&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="2"&gt;If you find serenity and happiness, &lt;br /&gt;they may be jealous; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be happy anyway&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good you do today, &lt;br /&gt;people will often forget tomorrow; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do good anyway&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give the world the best you have, &lt;br /&gt;and it may never be enough; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give the world the best you've got anyway&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, in the final analysis, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;it is between you and God; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was never between you and them anyway&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000080" size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;Mother Teresa&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>xokelevatorox @ 2006-02-24T19:28:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-25T00:31:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-25T00:32:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Absolutely (story of a girl) - Nine Days</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN4170.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN4172.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/bubbles.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN4177.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN4178.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN4183.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN4184.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN4185.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN4186.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN4187.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN4189.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN4190.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN4192.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN4193.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN4198.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/yay.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN4203.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;then we colored :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN4204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN4207.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her pic was of a boy warming his butt?!? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN4210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="533" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN4211.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" width="400" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN4088.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other cute people [couple days ago when it was snowing--even though it was just a little bit :( ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life=good&lt;br /&gt;i was really sad on thursday&lt;br /&gt;cried soo much&lt;br /&gt;but then i realized&lt;br /&gt;that he wouldnt want us to be sad&lt;br /&gt;what a sweet kid&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;r.i.p. jb &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy=good&lt;br /&gt;"keep your head up because&lt;br /&gt;there are people&lt;br /&gt;who'd kill to see you fall"&lt;br /&gt;my v-day fish are still alive! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;friends=ok&lt;br /&gt;i miss so many people :(&lt;br /&gt;and feel like so many hate me&lt;br /&gt;but all is well&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;and nicki got her license :)&lt;br /&gt;and i rode in the car with shannon&lt;br /&gt;and liz has adorable conversations at subway&lt;br /&gt;about...quarters lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#008080" size="2"&gt;great&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; weekend :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>xokelevatorox @ 2006-02-16T16:19:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-16T21:34:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-16T21:40:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>made on tv</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i love beautiful days like today&lt;br /&gt;days where the sun illuminates everything&lt;br /&gt;and you feel so thankful to be living&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days where i wake up to natasha bedingfield's song 'unwritten'&lt;br /&gt;and decide from that moment on that it will be a good day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days where i can splatter paint in the art room with two amazing girls&lt;br /&gt;and that feeling that, for a moment, time stands still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days where nathaniel comes over for help with his math homework&lt;br /&gt;only to end up asleep on my floor--leaving me to write in my lj :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days where getting a 70 on your math test isnt so bad &lt;br /&gt;because you are already in such a good mood that nothing can bring you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days where you meet up with two of your best friends at mcdonalds&lt;br /&gt;to work on a talk you have thought about giving your entire life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days where kindergartener's tell you that you are 'small' :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days where you thank God for all the amazing things and people in your life&lt;br /&gt;that on most days can be so easily over-looked &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a beautiful day :)</content>
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    <title>and the stars, oh they were sparkling tonight</title>
    <published>2006-02-05T05:29:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-05T05:31:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>penny&amp;me-hanson :)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;wow. i haven't update in a looong time&lt;br&gt;haven't really felt the need to i guess&lt;br&gt;i'm kinda drifting from this whole lj deal&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but anyways&lt;br&gt;a lot has been going on lately&lt;br&gt;mostly good things too :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;i've felt really reclusive lately&lt;br&gt;kept to myself a lot&lt;br&gt;not because ive been mad or anything&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;its just refreshing sometimes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;swimming is over&lt;br&gt;overall, it was an amazing season&lt;br&gt;so much love on one team&lt;br&gt;fabulous&lt;br&gt;but now i have much more time&lt;br&gt;which is always good&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;shannon, liz and me are doing a talk for our retreat coming up&lt;br&gt;im not gonna lie, im very nervous to do it&lt;br&gt;but also very excited&lt;br&gt;i think it's one of those things that can only make you grow &lt;font size="6"&gt;stronger&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;lately ive realized how much my actions have affected others&lt;br&gt;and the whole situation looks really bad&lt;br&gt;and i can see how people could be mad at me&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but i realized that &lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;im not perfect&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;by any means&lt;br&gt;i just wish everyone could walk in eachothers shoes&lt;br&gt;get a different perspective on life&lt;br&gt;i hope everything ends up ok&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;last night shan and me were talking&lt;br&gt;about something&lt;br&gt;and all of a sudden&lt;br&gt;we both started singing the SAME line&lt;br&gt;at the SAME time&lt;br&gt;"where is the love?"&lt;br&gt;and it was absolutely amazing&lt;br&gt;just one of those little things i guess&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i was in a wreck friday &lt;br&gt;no worries, it wasnt bad&lt;br&gt;just a fender bender&lt;br&gt;nathaniel was driving me home&lt;br&gt;but it just made me appreciate things more&lt;br&gt;showed me how im not invincible&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so i have no idea what to write about&lt;br&gt;for the whole 'laws of life' essay&lt;br&gt;im very excited to write it though&lt;br&gt;i've been loving language arts lately&lt;br&gt;the whole carpe diem topic&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#cc9933" size="6"&gt;'seize the day'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;is just amazing&lt;br&gt;makes me want to be a language arts teacher&lt;br&gt;literature is so wonderful&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hanson has become my new love&lt;br&gt;just ask nicki :)&lt;br&gt;i sing it all the time&lt;br&gt;ahh what beautiful boys... :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so i leave this completely random entry with a quote from jenn from that miss seventeen show that was on mtv.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I stand before you today as not a young woman who is the epitome of perfection, instead I stand in front of you today as a young girl who is&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;font color="#009900" size="6"&gt;thankfully flawed&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</content>
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    <title>xokelevatorox @ 2006-01-21T16:28:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-21T21:53:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-21T21:55:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>relient k</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please&lt;/strong&gt; pray for her&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 374px; HEIGHT: 297px" height="538" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN0799.jpg" width="674"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;thanks &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.caringbridge.org/ga/marin/"&gt;http://www2.caringbridge.org/ga/marin/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;i would update about whats been going on in my life &lt;br&gt;but when i came to think about it&lt;br&gt;she's the only thing i've been thinking about&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;--have a good weekend &amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>God uses ordinary people, to do extraordinary things</title>
    <published>2006-01-07T06:00:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-07T06:00:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>we belong together -- gavin degraw</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;life is so tricky sometimes.&lt;br&gt;when you think you got it all figured out&lt;br&gt;you realize that you dont.&lt;br&gt;then those little things happen &lt;br&gt;that make you realize&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe you arent supposed to be figuring it out.&lt;br&gt;maybe..you are just supposed to be living it&lt;br&gt;and have that be enough.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;i had a lot of those little moments over winter break.&lt;br&gt;-seeing my best guy friend show up in a big wrapped box outside my front door&lt;br&gt;all the way from colorado&lt;br&gt;-singing in my basment the same line ("when memories fade, we've got eachother") at the same time with 4 amazing people. knowing that for some odd reason--i will never forget that moment. because even just singing those little words at the same time--made me feel like us 5 individuals--were one being. &lt;strong&gt;and it felt infinite&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br&gt;-the ski retreat. and saying "youre a miracle to me" and meaning it each and every time. having God show me things i never saw in myself. seeing my best friend pick up skiing skills like a pro. &lt;strong&gt;growing closer &lt;/strong&gt;to people who i thought i couldnt grow any more closer to. sitting on the ski lift in west virginia without a sound in the air...and feeling like we are such a small part of this bigger plan. knowing that the best high is skiing down a slope. staying at the hotel instead of night skiing...with 3 other amazing people..and giving each person a card...that somehow represents who they are...and having such meaningful conversations...that by the end of the night...i realized that we were meant to be there...all together..instead of out skiing. writing notes on the bus ride home with jesse...knowing that i will never ever throw them away. realizing what true love really is. &lt;br&gt;-Having days where nothing good or bad happens. But just being happy for being alive…because right now..that’s enough for me.&lt;br&gt;-Saying something that makes someone’s day—even if its so little.&lt;br&gt;-Realizing that we all affect eachother—and make eachother stronger---"we all get by with a little help from our friends"&lt;br&gt;-But&lt;strong&gt; love your enemies&lt;/strong&gt;, do good to them, and &lt;strong&gt;lend to them without expecting to get anything back&lt;/strong&gt;. Then your reward will be great, and you will be sons of the Most High, because He is kind to the ungrateful and wicked. Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Luke 6: 35-36 &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;So maybe im not the best swimmer. Or ranked the top in the class. Maybe I am not the prettiest…or the one that everyone will remember. But right now—ive learned to love myself. Not for what everyone else sees. But for who I am on the inside. And for those little moments in life that make it all worth it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(pictures later--too tired now lol)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>happy b-day jesus :)</title>
    <published>2005-12-25T18:38:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-25T18:38:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>even when - seven places (thanks sista sue)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">merry christmas yall :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you had/are having a wonderful christmas.&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna list everything i got&lt;br /&gt;because i really dont like when people do that&lt;br /&gt;idk why. just a personal thing i guess lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church last night was great&lt;br /&gt;despite the fact that i almost fainted :/&lt;br /&gt;not cool &lt;br /&gt;then we went to the cheesecake factory&lt;br /&gt;and when is the cheesecake factory not good?&lt;br /&gt;hah. never. exactly&lt;br /&gt;gosh i love my family.&lt;br /&gt;i think that is part of the reason i like christmas so much&lt;br /&gt;because you're forced to be with your family&lt;br /&gt;and you learn to love all their little imperfections&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ski retreat soon&lt;br /&gt;ahhh! sweeet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a wonderful day---and dont forget the reason why we are celebrating :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>xokelevatorox @ 2005-12-21T22:37:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-22T03:40:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-22T03:59:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>la vie boheme</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion's starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don't see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often it's not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it's always there - fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge - they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I've got a sneaky feeling you'll find that love actually is all around."&lt;br /&gt; --LOVE ACTUALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have absolutely no idea why i love that so much...</content>
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    <title>xokelevatorox @ 2005-12-11T22:04:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-12T03:05:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-12T03:05:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>things i'll never say--avril</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;on extreme home makeover tonight&lt;br&gt;there was this lady who's house was in an area hit by the hurricane&lt;br&gt;and a guy took her back to see her house from the shelter she was staying at&lt;br&gt;and she was so worried&lt;br&gt;that her pictures would be destroyed&lt;br&gt;because all she had time to grab&lt;br&gt;was her kids&lt;br&gt;and she found out that her house was still standing&lt;br&gt;and her pictures still in tact&lt;br&gt;and she was overjoyed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and i realized im a lot like her&lt;br&gt;if i could save anything from my house&lt;br&gt;(besides my family of course)&lt;br&gt;then i would get my pictures&lt;br&gt;because even though memories are always in your heart&lt;br&gt;i think it helps to have that physical thing you can hold&lt;br&gt;and when u look at it &lt;br&gt;have a bunch of memories come rushing back to you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;if i could be anywhere right now&lt;br&gt;id be back at world changers&lt;br&gt;with my roofing crew&lt;br&gt;in the intense heat&lt;br&gt;seeing miss mildred smile at those crazy kids who are fixing her roof for free&lt;br&gt;and having devotionals in her back yard&lt;br&gt;ahh i miss it&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;finals week&lt;br&gt;its gonna be rough&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but christmas is soon&lt;br&gt;and skiing :)&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>no day but today &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3</title>
    <published>2005-11-28T01:24:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-28T01:24:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>finale b - rent</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;so my mom keeps asking me what i want for christmas this year. and everytime she asks, i cant come up with a single thing. how can that be? when i was young i could list at least 15 things i wanted off the top of my head. no problem. but now--i cant even think of one. so the whole time i was at church tonight i kept thinking about it. about why i cant think of anything i want. and i thought about it like this :&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;elementary school&lt;/strong&gt;. was all about who had the most beanie babies. or who had the coolest gameboy. or who could finish their math test first. about who you sat next to at lunch. about who was the prettiest. about who would end up being the line leader. or who played the recorder the best. about how many tamagotchi's (sp?) you had, and how long you could keep those dang suckers alive. about how many clothes you owned from limited too. about whether your artwork was hung up in the hallways. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;middle school&lt;/strong&gt;. was all about how many clothes from abercrombie and hollister you owned. and who liked you. and who signed your yearbook. it was all about who you sat next to at lunch. and what crowd you hung out with. about who made the cheerleading squad, basketball team, or latest musical.&amp;nbsp; about who had the most friends and whose name everyone knew.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;high school&lt;/strong&gt;. maybe nows the point im changing. realizing that life is not about who has the cutest class ring. or who has the nicest car. who got the highest scores on the SAT, who is the best athlete, who is ranked top in the class, whose had the most boyfriends, who wears the cutest clothes, who makes ghp, who is the lead in every play, and who has the nicest cell phone. maybe nows the time that we realize life is not about those material things anymore. maybe the important things in life are the friendships we make and the memories that come with those friendships. maybe its sitting at the movies w/ 3 of my best friends and never running out of anything to talk about. maybe its going to waffle house w/ swim team kids and singing to the jute box. maybe its about dancing out in the rain on a driveway at night with some of your closest friends. maybe its about eating vegetables for breakfast w/ one of your funnest friends. maybe its about going to mass sitting next to 2 of your favorite people, knowing that they have been the ones sitting beside you all your life. maybe its about dancing in glass elevators. maybe its about listening to those songs in your room all by yourself and knowing that that one song has gotten so many people through so many bad times.&amp;nbsp; maybe its about laying down in the middle of a busy highway. maybe its knowing that two of my best friends live right next door and thousands of miles away from me. maybe its about crying your eyes out because your friend is in another state. and yet you know they love you unconditionally and havent forgotten about you. maybe its bawling my eyes out even at the thought of my best friend moving away. maybe its laughing with my mom at the crazy hawks that keep circling around and knowing that she is no doubt one of my best friends. maybe its the fact that my dad gives one of his employees money out of his own pocket because she doesnt know if she can pay her bills. or maybe its looking at the night stars and wondering how you could see something as amazing as that and not have faith. maybe its about these friendships we've made since elementary school. about the countless sleepovers we've been to. and the countless memories we've made. maybe thats why i dont want anything for christmas. because ive realized that material things are no where near the value of friendships. and the feeling you get opening up that present is no where near the infinite feeling you get holding your best friends hand the whole ride to school the morning after you find out she might be moving. maybe those are really the important things in life.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;maybe.&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>"hey..i can dance and order at the same time" :)</title>
    <published>2005-11-06T03:38:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-06T05:25:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>seasons of love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;soooooo&lt;br&gt;this week was insane&lt;br&gt;thursday i had my ghp interview&lt;br&gt;i was more relaxed than i thought i'd be&lt;br&gt;and it was easier than i thought&lt;br&gt;but i dont think i did necessarily good or bad&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think i just did the best that i could in the moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;im proud of myself :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;game friday was insane&lt;br&gt;who can kick that far? i mean pleaseee&lt;br&gt;it's all trae's fault&lt;br&gt;but it was the funnest game so far i think&lt;br&gt;maybe the rainy one was funner&lt;br&gt;idk. i cant decide :/&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;SAT's were looooooong.&lt;br&gt;not bad though.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;then we had our practice meet.&lt;br&gt;i was really not looking forward to it&lt;br&gt;especially after taking a test for 235985 freakin hours&lt;br&gt;so i went in with a bad mood and didnt swim too well&lt;br&gt;i even questioned why i was swimming&lt;br&gt;yea i love it and all&lt;br&gt;but it's not like im gonna be an olympic swimmer &lt;br&gt;then afterwards me, hannah, claire, nick, sean, britt, kimbo, courtney, and some freshmen girls went to waffle house&lt;br&gt;it was&lt;font size="6"&gt; &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;a&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff9900"&gt;m&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc00"&gt;a&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;z&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;i&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;n&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;g&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br&gt;--hannah started off the season with since u been gone&lt;br&gt;--she danced while she ordered :)&lt;br&gt;--spit balls were flying EVERYWHERE&lt;br&gt;--britt and sean put pepper and salt in kimbo's water&lt;br&gt;--hannah got the hugest wedgie i have ever seen from britt&lt;br&gt;--the peachtree ridge kids there were verryyy stupid. hah:)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; --2 hit the curb when parking. 1 left his letter jacket on the door handle &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; outside? 2 tried pulling the door before noticing it was clearly a &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; pushing type of door :)&lt;br&gt;--sean jumped the guard rail near the road and tripped over it when he ran back--haha&lt;br&gt;and i realized that &lt;strong&gt;those kids are the reason i do it&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;they seriously are the &lt;strong&gt;funniest people i know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;swim team kids are love&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;aaaaannnddd&lt;br&gt;i love my best friend&lt;br&gt;and how strong she is&lt;br&gt;and didnt deserve any of this&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she is amazing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;mmkthats all.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;{{i cant believe i used to look up to you. you broke&amp;nbsp;your promise}}&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>xokelevatorox @ 2005-10-30T21:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-31T02:55:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-31T02:55:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Three Names You Go By&lt;br /&gt;1. kelly&lt;br /&gt;2. sista lou&lt;br /&gt;3. kel lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Parts of Your Heritage&lt;br /&gt;1. German&lt;br /&gt;2. Irish&lt;br /&gt;3. bohemian? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Things That Scare You&lt;br /&gt;1. bugs&lt;br /&gt;2. watching scarey movies by myself :/&lt;br /&gt;3. losing people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of Your Everyday Essentials&lt;br /&gt;1. God&lt;br /&gt;2. family&lt;br /&gt;3. friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Things You Are Wearing Right Now&lt;br /&gt;1. sweat pants&lt;br /&gt;2. long sleeve shirt&lt;br /&gt;3. socks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of Your Favorite Bands or Musical Artists--at the moment&lt;br /&gt;1. rascal flatts&lt;br /&gt;2. josh gracin&lt;br /&gt;3. fall out boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of Your Favorite Songs - at the moment&lt;br /&gt;1. [walk on ends]--iconoclasts&lt;br /&gt;2. [brass bed]--josh gracin&lt;br /&gt;3. [i'd do anything]--simple plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Things You Want in a Relationship (other than Real Love)&lt;br /&gt;1. trust&lt;br /&gt;2. i still wanna get butterflies in my stomach when i see my husband when im like....90 l &lt;br /&gt;3. non-stop smiling :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Truths and a Lie (in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;1. night time makes me think a lot&lt;br /&gt;2. i love physics&lt;br /&gt;3. sometimes i wish i was different//prettier//taller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Physical Things about Guys that Appeal to You&lt;br /&gt;1. elbows--for real :)&lt;br /&gt;2. eyes&lt;br /&gt;3. smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of Your Favorite Hobbies&lt;br /&gt;1. swimming&lt;br /&gt;2. tennis&lt;br /&gt;3. piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Things You want really badly right now&lt;br /&gt;1. no stress&lt;br /&gt;2. summer oh five back&lt;br /&gt;3. everyone to be truely happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Places You Want to go on Vacation&lt;br /&gt;1. australia&lt;br /&gt;2. ireland&lt;br /&gt;3. germany w/ nina :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Things You Want to Do Before You Die&lt;br /&gt;1. witness a miracle [awtr]&lt;br /&gt;2. change someone's life&lt;br /&gt;3. marry the love of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three people I would like to see take this quiz&lt;br /&gt;1. matt :)&lt;br /&gt;2. hannah&lt;br /&gt;3. catherine</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xokelevatorox:23336</id>
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    <title>fill me up because all I really want is more of You</title>
    <published>2005-10-29T03:37:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-29T03:37:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>All I Really Want [Lincoln Bruster]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;i thought this week would never end&lt;br /&gt;but it did&lt;br /&gt;as they always do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swim team started this week&lt;br /&gt;the swimming part wasnt too bad&lt;br /&gt;but running was....questionable lol&lt;br /&gt;but i sure do love that feeling you get after running&lt;br /&gt;when all your muscles are tight&lt;br /&gt;and i just feel better about myself&lt;br /&gt;knowing that i didnt just go home after school and watch tv&lt;br /&gt;but that i worked my butt off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of stress goin on w/ school work and such.&lt;br /&gt;its hard having more than 1 ap class&lt;br /&gt;or maybe im not trying hard enough&lt;br /&gt;im thinking about taking easier classes next year&lt;br /&gt;so that i can be sure to enjoy every bit of my senior year&lt;br /&gt;but for some reason &lt;br /&gt;that seems like taking the easy way out&lt;br /&gt;which i never do. &lt;br /&gt;i push myself really hard.&lt;br /&gt;and that has made me realize why i have all this stress.&lt;br /&gt;i chose it for myself.&lt;br /&gt;i chose to take these classes&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i need to learn to deal with the workload. and stop complaining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty stoked for the halloween partayyy tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;me and matt have saved seats :0  :)&lt;br /&gt;be jealous. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;hah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had chinese tonight. and my fortune cookie said "You will step on the soil of many countries". hmm...maybe i'll travel the world ..who knows lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friday night was good too :)&lt;br /&gt;didnt go to the game&lt;br /&gt;im glad though. i needed this night to myself.&lt;br /&gt;to talk to my best guy friend (jes)&lt;br /&gt;to hear goofy jokes from enrique (alex)goofy boy&lt;br /&gt;and have long phone convos with kat that go from...&lt;br /&gt;super secret mission plan. to work. to school. to people in general. to language arts. to God. &lt;br /&gt;she's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;and i love how my cell phone lasted soo long (it usually always cuts me off fairly quickly)&lt;br /&gt;and i think that was meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait until everyone has time to hang out (including me)&lt;br /&gt;i miss nina &amp; cat &amp; tons of other people a lot.&lt;br /&gt;a lot a lot.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like my new layout. makes me think of summer.wowww. summer oh five. i dont think i'll ever forget it. EVER.i think it was life changing actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey december,&lt;br /&gt;please come soon.&lt;br /&gt;thanks,&lt;br /&gt;me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>xokelevatorox @ 2005-10-13T17:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-13T22:32:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-13T23:06:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>shine on [ryan cabrera]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="6"&gt;&lt;font color="#999999" size="5"&gt;i&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;l&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;i&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcccc" size="4"&gt;k&lt;/font&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;e&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;font color="#999999"&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br&gt;how tomorrow is friday.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how katie made us study guides for the test today which we bought for $5 hah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how my lunch was freakin amazing... :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how kat richards wrote on my arm 6th period and its still there and it looks like a huge tattoo :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how me and shannon have a 'lets get fat' date tomorrow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how beautiful the weather has been lately. simplyy gorgeous :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how much fun homecoming was.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how richie from world changers randomly calls me the other day and totally makes my night :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (richie-"do i sound any different?" me- "yea ur voice sounds deeper..do i?" rickie- "yea, you sound hotter" :o&amp;nbsp; goofy kid. how do u sound hott? hahah world changers is love for sure)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how me and nina wore the same &lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;color&lt;/font&gt; shirt today. twins? i think so. :) loovver her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how harrison believed that me and catherine actually got in a fight :o) playa playa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how we take field trips around the school in arts and crafts. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how freakin amazing my friends are. and how we dance out in the rain on driveways at night. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how i passed the GHP test...even though i wont pass the interviews haha. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the feeling you get after running.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;watching MADE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how jesse knows exactly what to say to make me cry. ((jes- "kelly, u know i really do love u right? like, the way people should love but dont"))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;youth group.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how much i've gotten over certain things / people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how the schutter sandwhich is goin to the movies sunday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how i might go w/ rosser to eni.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how my dog sleeps on top of my feet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how im definitely not matching right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how much stuff i should be doing / worrying about right now but i'm not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shine on by ryan cabrera.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how jonathon made up a sentence using every letter of the alphabet : "a big fat cat just walked through the door and i was like wow cat you better get off my xylofone before i hurl this shoe at you....vroom".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;font size="3"&gt;w&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#999999"&gt;h&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;a&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;t&lt;/u&gt; &lt;font color="#990000" size="2"&gt;d&lt;/font&gt;o&lt;font color="#333333"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#c0c0c0" size="2"&gt;Y&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="3"&gt;O&lt;/font&gt;U&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcccc"&gt;l&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;i&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;k&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;e&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;?&lt;font color="#999999"&gt;?&lt;/font&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>you and me dancing the night away...</title>
    <published>2005-10-10T02:06:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-10T02:13:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>one slowdance- rufio</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;homecoming game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 464px; HEIGHT: 397px" height="392" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN3436.jpg" width="476"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;us all soaked. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/raingame.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so basically that was one of the best games i've ever been to. i almost didnt go. b/c i was in an ugly mood and&amp;nbsp;b/c i felt hurt. and it was rainy. but i went. and it rained the WHOLE time. lol. i think it rained harder as the night went on. started out using umbrellas. then decided that we'd be hardcore and tough it out. we won too! as everyone already knows. and saw husband and chris and JACOB ROSSER. then jacob took me n liz n cat out to taco bell afterwards. very fun :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff" size="6"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;homecoming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;took pictures first w/ my best friend . i love her. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 290px; HEIGHT: 287px" height="480" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN3440.jpg" width="330"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 344px; HEIGHT: 351px" height="481" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN3444.jpg" width="348"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 528px; HEIGHT: 404px" height="485" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN3443.jpg" width="385"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;emo pic :) haha&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="482" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN3442.jpg" width="489"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;we're ghetto. we know.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 578px; HEIGHT: 443px" height="450" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN3447.jpg" width="249"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;w/ cristina.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 352px; HEIGHT: 329px" height="484" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN3449.jpg" width="365"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;those things are trickky.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN3454.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 565px; HEIGHT: 446px" height="503" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN1851.jpg" width="640"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="583" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN1853.jpg" width="778"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="603" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN1856.jpg" width="567"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;los chicos minus bill.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 511px; HEIGHT: 572px" height="592" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN1857.jpg" width="642"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;chicas minus amanda&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 467px; HEIGHT: 789px" height="845" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/hc1.jpg" width="405"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 465px; HEIGHT: 628px" height="751" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/shanandgarren.jpg" width="349"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;shannon and garren :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 509px; HEIGHT: 744px" height="850" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/catandjake.jpg" width="379"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;cat and jake :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 527px; HEIGHT: 790px" height="885" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/carlyandzach.jpg" width="397"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;carly and zach :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 468px; HEIGHT: 782px" height="911" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/thomandsteph.jpg" width="470"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;thomas and stephanie :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/lizandchris.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;chris and liz :) &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 476px; HEIGHT: 484px" height="533" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN1876.jpg" width="542"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;matt and me :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN1860.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;love this one. idk why.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 574px; HEIGHT: 473px" height="579" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN1880.jpg" width="482"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="604" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN1883.jpg" width="804"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;haha dad took this one. i like it.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#009900" size="5"&gt;dinner: california dreamin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#009900" size="5"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN3478.jpg"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666" size="5"&gt;after the dance and after party:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;homecoming was amazing. got nails done w/ shannon in the morning. just like last year :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; . then got hair done w/ cat and shannon. didnt really like mine. oh well. then got makeup done. &amp;nbsp;but as me and my mom were driving away from the mall i had this amazing feeling. i just watched all these people driving in their cars. windows down. listening to music and what not. and it was just a normal day for them. nothing special. yet for me (and im sure a ton of other people) it was an amazing day. it's funny how&amp;nbsp;a day can be so normal for one person and so amazingly special for another. nvm lol. i cant explain it. and when the ladies came over and were getting ready in my room i opened a drawer and immediately saw a pic of me and hannah from last year's homecoming. i love her :)&amp;nbsp; dinner was fun. our waiter was very funny. and we were very mature the WHOLE time. haha. and cat's grandpa drove us around in the escalade all night. and opened the doors for us everytime. and gave us pictures at the end of the night. it was spectacular. dance was cool too. saw tons of people. music/ dancing was fun. had my first dance w/ the husband. liz and chris tried stealing our song---hahah! losers. then we all came back to my house and watched dodgeball. then everyone left and shan and cat and liz spent the night. and we had a pin taking out of hair party. and talked about everything. i love my friends. they are beautiful. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so i wish i could describe everything that im feeling right now.and everything i thought about the dance. but i know if i tried it would not come out right. or as meaningful as i'd want it to. soo i guess i'll just leave it at that.&lt;/p&gt;
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xokelevatorox:22307</id>
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    <title>[twin day]</title>
    <published>2005-10-04T20:50:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-04T20:50:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>brass bed-josh gracin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;pictures of twin day fool &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;me and my hott twin :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/twin.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;our famous "bugs on a windshield" picture #1&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 523px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="493" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN3395.jpg" width="481"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;and #2&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="394" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN3394.jpg" width="416"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;back side of bugs on the windshield... : D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="384" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN3396.jpg" width="428"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;timmmmmmmmyyyy :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN3398.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;this was too cute for me not to put on here. haha tim :-)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN3397.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;more cute twins. liz &amp;amp; shan . &amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;brandooooooooooooooooon :-)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/hunnibun89/DSCN3402.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;me w/ my hott boyfriend who made homecoming court :o)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;homecoming soon :-) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;thats all. &amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>And you'll be just fine, with all of your time, it's only what you're waiting for</title>
    <published>2005-09-29T02:11:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-29T02:11:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;fabulous day&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;got an amazing sign from husband. m&amp;amp;m's and coke. wow. :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;it rained today. i love rainy days.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;talked to jacob on the phone while he ate pop rocks and drank coke--saying that his stomach was gonna explode :D...lol&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;ate birthday cake with a knife&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;saved my life, brandon's life, cat's life, and rebecca's life on the ride home from school today. almost hit a bus. i screamed BRANDONNNNN. just in time. for real. made me feel more alive. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;pretended that i was a part of the United States in 1807 and argued with british and french and canadian people. and wore name tags. and made peace treaties. lol. gotta love ap us history :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;got a broken baseball batt w/ 5 signatures on it from jim :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;laughed w/ catherine in the back seat for no reason at all. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;hannah's story of how they "followed stephen and stuff" lol. she's a quick thinker for sure&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;short week this week&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;hearing all about jesse's day and what percentage of ages are in each and every one of his classes. makes me feel like he never left :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;knowing that im gonna die when me and hannah and kimbo go swimming tomorrow after school. but still looking forward to that "just swam my butt off and im in so much pain but i love it and wouldnt trade it for anything in the world" type of feeling.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;mmk. stupid entry. i know. but i wont have the computer for a while. so i thought id update while i could. &amp;lt;3333&lt;/p&gt;
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