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  <title>Jibberish is not a nice way to talk to all your friends.</title>
  <subtitle>life is so freaking crazy. it needs to chill.</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>KATIE</name>
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  <updated>2005-08-12T01:30:05Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:crazy_oldschool:19719</id>
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    <title>crazy_oldschool @ 2005-08-11T21:29:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-12T01:30:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-12T01:30:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>carly simon</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yea i just talked on the phone with guntterrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. yea yea yea i know be jealous. and then with ben and then with james!! man i miss them so much. we need to make a plan to plop them down in the middle of apex so they are at our access 24/7 :-P</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:crazy_oldschool:19599</id>
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    <title>complaining</title>
    <published>2005-07-30T20:07:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-30T20:07:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nora jones</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;so this is about my dad:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;last night he was ok. i went mightnight bowling with some kids and we couldnt get a lane til 12, and thats when my dad was going to come pick us up bc me and cp had vball in the morning. so i call him and hes like ok yall can stay til 12 15. WOW! THANKS DAD. YOUR THE BEST. then he called back a little later and was like i thought about it and yall can stay til 1. i was like awww thanks daddy! that really surprised me bc hes never done that before. at first i thought he was accepting that im growing up. then today everyone was going putt-putting. and i just told adam i could go bc my parents knew the aulander boys were going to be in town and i just assumed that they would let me hang out with them since i wont see them til november. well i was wrong. my mom isnt home today so i had to ask my dad, and he was like umm...i dont think so. i think you should stay home with me today. i was like oh my fucking gosh. i had told both him and my mom that we were going to hang out tomorrow. i dont know why he thought i needed to stay home. im still really pissed at this. the boys are leaving tomorrow morning, and if he wont let me see them tonight idk what im going to do. what thoughts could be going through his head that makes him decided to keep me at home??? tons of my friends are going out to have fun, none of them are bad people and he likes all of them, i barely ever do a lot of stuff bc im just a content and easy person, and then when i have plans with people that go over a day, he decides to become a BIG ASS. so i figured o crap, im going to be doing chores all day. well between 2 and 3, i vacuumed the whole house, did the dishes, and organized my clothes. then he leaves to go to lowes. and thats it. so ive been sitting on my ass doing nothing when i could be having a crapload of fun with my friends, and both of these options effect him in the same exact way, but he decides on the mean one. UGHHHHH. hes such a big control freak that he tries to make me seem like a bug. why cant he be nice about these things? i mean it is so much easier to be nice and go with the flow. but no. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>crazy_oldschool @ 2005-07-26T12:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-26T16:40:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-26T16:40:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>lean on me!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;SOO. AOSP. so amazing. i think this is one of the best years. and its cuz ive made so many new friends. i think thats like the "make it or break it" thing at events like this. for example: last year breakaway i made so many new friends adn it was amazing. this year, like two new friends and the old ones, so it was as hard to leave. This AOSP i became closer to basically all of the Aulander Boys which was so wonderful. james was on my work team and we instantly bonded and worked the whole week together (we were the oldest experienced kids so we got the best jobs). mrs. dennis (my leader) actually thought somethign was going on between us. which is a sign that we worked well together, i guess? and me and ben just became all around closer, which is great bc ive been lacking on the guy-friend area. our team also worked really well together, but i loved mine. all of my friends told me how much they hated their teams, but i have no such feelings. we had so much fun in the car rides and we have so many inside jokes. we actually made up a game to play (of course the guys cheated at it :P). but the absolute best part of it all was the chill time. first of all i got close with adam again who i had missed. we were basically not friends anymore and now were like really good friends. and then i bonded with all the freshman, which sounds really dumb but i dont think of them as freshman cuz they aint immature or anything. my freshy friends: maddie, court p, sarah, zac, tyler, erin, kristina, will, sean, and kristen. maddie and tyler are my favorites. idk what happened, but me and maddie completely bonded. shes like my twin except a year younger (james...hahaha). shes basically my best freshman friend. and tyler is so cool. if i was a freshman i would totally date him. he was my ping pong buddy and we beasted. but me and maddie were so crazy. we were dancing and singing and sucking at pool, and running around, and just being all around crazy kids. o man, and then the nights in our room. everything night there was a freaking party in the pants. hahaha it was so funny. me and courtney had man pants so we would stick our hands through our pants and like shake hands and stuff. and then lisa comes in and has them on too and shes like i love these pants! and we start cracking up and i go&amp;nbsp;over and shake her hand through my pants. and then tryign to come up with a turds devotion. it was so hard bc when we get together we always goof around. but we pulled it off, and i have to say, i think it was the best morning devotion. and then the last night, the whole day we were like o yea, were pullin an all nighter! and then we it comes, cc mc and mg crash at 12 30. and me and cp are like whaaaa... so we talk for a while and then we go into kristinas room, and then we talk on the phone with adam,&amp;nbsp; and then we have some pretty cool times in the bathroom. we take crazy random pictures. and then we do warm and fuzzies and then i talked on the phone with mer and will, so by the time all that was over, it was 3 00, and so i just went to bed, cuz there was no point in staying up any later. and then saturday was so sad bc that meant the aulanders were leaving, and im surprised i didnt cry. but it took them like 45 min for them to actually leave from the time they said they were going to. and it was so sad and i kept giving them hugs and man it was sad. richard said that ben didnt say anything to whole way back bc he was so sad. i imagine its hard going back home from something as amazing as aosp. i mean i do go home, but i always have these people around me and apex is so different from aulander, itd be hard to leave. but on the positive side, the boys are coming down really soon to visit so ill get to see them again!! wow im sorry if you read that, cuz that was fing long. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;love &amp;lt;3333&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;o yea more inside jokes: twins that arent the same age :: redneck pool :: lean on me :: &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>crazy_oldschool @ 2005-07-24T21:13:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-25T01:19:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-25T01:19:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>mix</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;so this is what goes down in katie and adam conversations: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;margarita man 11: dude i totaly drove by your house last night&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;volleyballNERD59: OMG NO WAY&lt;br&gt;volleyballNERD59: THATS SO COOL&lt;br&gt;volleyballNERD59: :-D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;margarita man 11: hahahaha i was like hmm i should just stop by&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: and be like&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: heyy whats up katie&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;volleyballNERD59: and why didnt you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;margarita man 11: cause number 1 i was late getting home&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: and then i was like&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: hmm i can see mrs hill answering the door&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: and then being adam...what are you doing here&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: haha i dont htink she likess me much...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;volleyballNERD59: IVE COME TO FOOT RAPE YOUR DAUGHTER!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;margarita man 11: aww katie ur just too nice :-)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;^hes a sweety&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;volleyballNERD59: i talked to the twins and they said the earliest they can do the hang out thing was the 13th&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;margarita man 11: of august?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;volleyballNERD59: no of november&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;margarita man 11: oh..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;volleyballNERD59: haha yes honey&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;margarita man 11: well then i should be good&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: god what are the coats doing till november?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;volleyballNERD59: no adam!&lt;br&gt;volleyballNERD59: august!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;margarita man 11: oh!&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: god im dumb&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: haha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;volleyballNERD59: hahahahahah&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;margarita man 11: u had me going&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: shut up&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;volleyballNERD59: and then aulander will drive down&lt;br&gt;volleyballNERD59: they WILL drive down&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;margarita man 11: we will make them&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: or else there will be massive foot rapage going on&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;volleyballNERD59: O YES&lt;br&gt;volleyballNERD59: they wont know whats hit them til its all over&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;margarita man 11: i know&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: they will never forget it&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: ever.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;volleyballNERD59: EVER EVER&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;margarita man 11: they might need like a shrink to help them after its over&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: cause this will be horrible&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: i mean were talking rated R foot rapage&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: :-)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;volleyballNERD59: honey we are talking rated E&lt;br&gt;volleyballNERD59: X&lt;br&gt;volleyballNERD59: i meant x but my brain did e&lt;br&gt;volleyballNERD59: thats my brain for ya&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;margarita man 11: O;ASDIUFHSOADIHFSAODIFH HAHAHA&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: katie im about to pee in my pants &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;volleyballNERD59: hahahaha&lt;br&gt;volleyballNERD59: please go to the bathroom!&lt;br&gt;volleyballNERD59: i dont want to cause any unsightly accidents&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;margarita man 11: AHHHHHHHHHH hahahaha&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: katie you are awesome&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;volleyballNERD59: go pee!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;margarita man 11: i just get all up in your bubble the wrong way dont i&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: :-P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;volleyballNERD59: yes, you pop my bubble way past the legal limit&lt;br&gt;volleyballNERD59: you lawbreaker, you&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;margarita man 11: haha uhoh call the cops&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;volleyballNERD59: emergency! call the police!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;margarita &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;man 11: HAHAHA&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: HES A REPEAT FOOT RAPER&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: AND A BUBBLE POPPER!&lt;br&gt;margarita man 11: haha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;volleyballNERD59: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;so as you can tell, the foot rape and the bubble is a major inside joke between adam and me. i have the best convos with this kid &amp;lt;3&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>crazy_oldschool @ 2005-07-24T17:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-24T21:36:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-24T21:36:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>travis</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;So these are the inside jokes from AOSP. they are probably plenty more but this is it:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff9966"&gt;Hey Hey Hey! :: Hi, my name is Lumpy. :: it's the diggity bomb. no, its the bomb diggity. :: blare that spanish polka :: gray highlights :: Patience with everything :: Look at that old lady! She's so cuttee!! :: 1000 conversations about cars :: That is a fat horse ::&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#66ffff"&gt; foot rape! Emergency, call police! :: Space bubbles :: sweet moves to get the knife, stare of death :: "my head was between her legs!!" :: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff66"&gt;my fear of anticipation :: party in courtney's pants :: shopping cart dance" :: model and body guard :: courtney yelling at us :: crotch handshakes :: Jesus Christ :: Enoch :: Unim and Thumimm :: prostitution and rainbows :: I RIPPED MY PANTS! i NEED those shorts! :: my miniature twin :: "i have to fart! how come yours are quiet!?" :: spoon falling in the toilet :: spoon jamming :: Me and Mattie going bizzerk :: yes/no :: Lord I Lift Your Name On High :: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;that's all i can think of. if you know more leave them in a comment :-D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/missmeggielee/album?.dir=6e90&amp;amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;store=&amp;amp;prodid=&amp;amp;.done=http%3a//pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/missmeggielee/my_photos"&gt;AOSP pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>crazy_oldschool @ 2005-07-23T10:49:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-23T14:50:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-23T14:50:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i just had the most amazing week at aosp. ill give details later but right now im too lazy.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:crazy_oldschool:18399</id>
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    <title>crazy_oldschool @ 2005-07-15T22:05:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-16T02:05:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-16T02:05:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'M NOT IN THE BEST MOOD.</content>
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    <title>breakaway pictures</title>
    <published>2005-07-06T17:49:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-06T17:49:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>rk</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 664px; HEIGHT: 483px" height="697" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/KMK21705/100_0418.jpg" width="1031"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and this would be meredith about to molest her nectorine on the way up there&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 681px; HEIGHT: 506px" height="659" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/KMK21705/100_0466.jpg" width="877"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;long story...but we ended up having a chair in our bathroom....and raleigh's taking a crap in the chair while mers chillen on the toilet&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 659px; HEIGHT: 469px" height="541" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/KMK21705/100_0420.jpg" width="756"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;william lee doyle jr! &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 724px; HEIGHT: 486px" height="853" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/KMK21705/100_0421.jpg" width="1165"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;idk what your thinkin...but im thinkin she looks pretty smokin.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="528" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/KMK21705/100_0423.jpg" width="681"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;one of the games we made up was catching bubbles with our tongues and passing it on....yea i know so cool&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 530px; HEIGHT: 474px" height="615" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/KMK21705/100_0425.jpg" width="756"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;miss mer blowing a bubble&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 555px; HEIGHT: 741px" height="912" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/KMK21705/100_0431.jpg" width="555"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/KMK21705/100_0431.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;mer patting raleighs belly? not really sure why&lt;img style="WIDTH: 576px; HEIGHT: 526px" height="911" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/KMK21705/100_0432.jpg" width="1295"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;mer being her normal cool self&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 484px; HEIGHT: 430px" height="559" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/KMK21705/100_0436.jpg" width="704"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;mer decided to take a pic of herself sleeping...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/KMK21705/100_0437.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;yea i know ur jealous bc i have a K made of cheez whiz on my tongue.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 731px; HEIGHT: 564px" height="636" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/KMK21705/100_0438.jpg" width="828"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;john i mean no....raleigh tubb! tub-o-lard.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 530px; HEIGHT: 249px" height="168" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/KMK21705/100_0445.jpg" width="530"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so on the last night the boys serenaded the girls in togas...it was so beautiful! and the hotty on the left was in my growth group, and i dont know who the guy on the right is, but hes pretty hot too.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/KMK21705/100_0449.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;luke mckeel and matty poole. luke is the freaking coolest guy there, and matts pretty cool too i guess...=P&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/KMK21705/100_0455.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;scott and luke...scotts pretty hot and i started persueing him at the end of the week so it was too late to become friends or anything.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/KMK21705/100_0457.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;scott, luke, matt, and holtacious! &amp;lt;&amp;lt;he has reallyyy nice legs btw&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/KMK21705/100_0458.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the three hottest guys there: ben cobb, dave shaw, and taylor shaw (no relation)&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;after the boys were done, jay lo, ken hall, rick moser, dennis peay, and dan rankin sang a song. it was really awesome&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/KMK21705/100_0465.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;there they are again minus dan rankin&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and that was my beautiful week a breakaway. only 300 and some days til next year!! i love these people more than you know.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;love.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>breakaway</title>
    <published>2005-07-04T22:59:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-04T22:59:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>qdr</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i miss breakaway so so so so so sosos oss so sos os sos os so so so so so much. its where i find pure hapiness and true friends: raleigh, mer, matt, and will. there all i need. i wish i could just take them and move to louisburg college and stay for the rest of my life in that surreal world. breakaway may just be a church camp, but its really so much more. its where you find friends that can last a lifetime, everyone is friends with everybody, you say hey to anybody and nobody cares that you have no idea who they are, you can follow people with your butts and nobody finds you crazy, you can sing way off pitch and everyone laughs instead of turning their heads, they person you ridicule and thrive off at school is the most loved person at the camp, looks dont matter, fat percentage dont matter, all you need is jesus in your heart and a really big smile. thats what our society should be. but its not. and it makes me really sad. it makes me rethink everything and strive for something greater. to be a better person than i thought possible. to think of the invisible things, rather than the tangible physical thingss. it makes me value everything i have that cant be bought or payed for or replaced when broken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss raleigh and matt so much. if raleigh lived here she would be my perfect best friend. we can have the craziest times together doing the dumbest things you can possibly think of ((following people with your butt or getting angry with your fork...=D)) and it becomes the best fun i could ever have. and then afterwards we sit down and have serious talks about EVERYTHING. we talked about god, and ghosts, and reincarnation, and boys, and parties, and mistakes weve made, and our friends, and our ex friends, etc. she makes me feel so good, i could never have another friend like her. and matt is the best guy ive met there. hes so sweet and funny and cocky and cute and gentleman-like and hes a good conversationalist and i can really trust him. im really sad hes going off to college though. bc i know as soon as he gets there hes going to forget me. but im ok with it bc i knew it was going to happen and i must accept the consequences of my actions. no theres nothing between like "more than friends" junk. hes raleighs man 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what i would do without them. they are my best church friends and i love them so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.</content>
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    <title>crazy_oldschool @ 2005-07-04T18:37:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-04T22:46:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-04T22:46:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>qdr</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i.hate.reality. i really really really really do. its filled with sluts and lies and killers and drugees and anorexics and judgement and pressure to look perfect, when in the end you look ten times uglier. i hate our society so fucking much. all we do is try to persuade people to BUY something. think about it: commercials use sex and peoples imperfections and insecurities to get them to give in to damn pressure. i hate it. all you see on tv is what you are supposed to look like. i am a terribly ugly and horrible person bc i dont have blonde hair, double d boobs, and i dont wear slutty disgusting clothes. SUPER. ive been gone for only two weeks, and i get on the computer and read ppls ljs and away messages and its full of shit. all they worry about is changing their opinion and losing weight and partying for dumbass reasons and for what? to be accepted. when the "accepted" have 10x worse insecurities because they strive so badly to keep up their accepted appearance. and all girls think about and all they think they need is a guy. we kill ourselves so badly to get them to notice us, when all they do is take advantage of this weakness and basically rape us, therefore making us in a worse spot than we started.we are supposedly the most advanced society, which is translated into pushing ourselves to extreme measures to meet an impossible goal of fake perfection.</content>
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    <title>last night</title>
    <published>2005-06-12T21:59:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-12T21:59:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>travis</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i went to the toby keith concert last night with steph!! it was so awesome. i had so much fun with her. drunk people, gettin hit on by oldies, red lips, hotties without shirts on!!, me getting freaked out by all the fire-exploding things, etc. i love herrrr!</content>
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    <title>oops</title>
    <published>2005-06-09T19:01:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-09T19:01:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i meant to say: i can't be good at the only sport i love bc of it. sorry yall</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:crazy_oldschool:16746</id>
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    <title>bad day.</title>
    <published>2005-06-09T18:57:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-09T18:57:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>jimmy eat world</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#33ccff"&gt;so i just had a completely horrible morning. volleyball conditioning has started and today was the first day i went. all we had to do was 16 100 yd. sprints. pretty hard core since we just started. i get through five of them and have a freaking asthma attack. so i can't finish them since your not supposed to exercise 15 min after&amp;nbsp;an attack&amp;nbsp;or something. and this really extremely pisses me off. i have been on like five different drugs for my asthma and nothing has worked. and currently i'm on three. im so tired of it. im so tired of not being able to train fully. im tired of not being able to get into peak conditioning shape. im tired of everyone secretly thinking bad things about me bc i cant finish conditioning. they may think i dont know it, but i've been through many years with asthma, and by now i think i know that people will get pissed at me bc i have to stop. it doesnt matter that i have a disease that makes me not be able to breathe, they still think less of me. and i hate it. it drives me insane. and i hate how coach lineburger always gives me and kelsey crap about it. im so tired of everything. i really want to give up. so badly. im so tired of trying to fight it. i can never be in as good as shape as everybody else on the volleyball team bc of it. and its such a huge disadvantage. I just wish i could get surgery or something to make it stop. even though most people don't realize it, asthma is a huge burden on my life. i be good at the only sport i love bc of it. i couldnt do basketball and swimming. IT DRIVES ME INSANE. if i didnt like volleyball so much i would just quit right now. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;To make my morning even better, i then almost pass out. we start doing weight training exercises for the shoulders. i get through about four of them and i feel like im going to throw up. so i told coach stemler and she told me to get some water and walk around. so i do that, but i get too weak so i just stop. and then my eyes get all blurry like its trying to adjust to the light or something. then my eyes completely black out and i get even more weak. i just to lean against the concrete pole thing but i cant hold myself up. stemler comes over and is like do you need me to get your inhaler? and i was like its not asthma! and i could barely talk and it was all raspy. and then i was like i cant see! and she was like what? and i said i cant see!! so i kind of slid down the pole and sat down. kelsey brought me my water and my vision starts to come back a little bit. so i just sit there the rest of the time feeling like im going to throw up. i want to know what it looked like though. i mean i was leaning against the pole all retardly, and i couldnt see but my eyes were open so i was blinking a lot, and i sounded like i was dying when i was trying to talk. i wish i could see what it looked like cuz i bet it was really dumb/scary looking. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;and now i have a headache. GOOD DAY.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:crazy_oldschool:16403</id>
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    <title>bEEutiful day</title>
    <published>2005-06-07T20:24:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-07T20:24:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nora jones</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;i just got back from the pool with steph and annabeth! mMmm it felt so good! we played two games of volleyball and the boys were very impressed with steph and me =D. then we just switched from the pool to tanning. it was quite fun. and i got to see abby! who i havent seen in forreverrrrr. hopefully we'll hang out tomorrow!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff9966"&gt;I only have one more day of driving! Thank god. the guy I'm driving with ((Frank Dube)) is horrible. he hits the gas pedal so we're jerking everywhere. and he veers off the road a lot. actually its pretty funny, but really annoying.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#33ccff"&gt;12 DAYS TIL BREAKAWAY! I'M WAY PAST EXCITED! I GET TO SEE EVERYBODY AGAINNNNNNN&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;19 DAYS TIL BEACH WITH COURTNEY! WAY PAST EXCITED TOO! DUDE WE REALLY NEED TO GO SHOPPING!!!! i love youuu!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff66"&gt;so last night i ran for my official first day of conditioning for volleyball. we had to do a mile and i did it in 8 min and 10 secs. thank god i thought it took me like 10 minutes. hopefully when i run it on the&amp;nbsp; track itll be faster since i run up a hill like three times.&amp;nbsp; also, the first day a sprints was today but i missed it cuz of driving. im dreading going bc its going to be so hard. well have to do like 10 or 12 sprints. im not excited.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;loveeee&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>crazy_oldschool @ 2005-06-05T14:02:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-05T18:21:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-05T18:21:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>rooney</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;i got my report card yesterdayyyyyy! alll FREAKING A's baby!!! I'm so happy. math was completely stressing me out. my calc wouldnt do two of the problems, and then like four others i sorta guessed on cuz they were word problems and i suck at word problems and yea. beast math: 97 on my exam! thank Jesus. and in health i got a 100 on the exam. that was so easy thank goodness. english i got a 95, but that one was actually harder than i thought. but i didnt really try hard either....but idc i got an A.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff66"&gt;I only have two more days of driving! and then i get my permittttt! and then i get to drive around the beach with court! I'm so excited to drive. I've been waiting for this day for so long =P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt;Yesterday: i went to a grass volleyball tournament and i played with brandi kearns and annalisa muscarra. we had a really fun time. we didnt do too well...but thats not the point, right? it was pretty dang hot though. i was sweating so much its disgusting. i sort of got a tan. sort of. i almost got rid of my watch tan 8). aint that sad...i have a watch tan! so yea it was really fun especially since i havent played vball since regionals which was in the middle of April. Then i went over to stephs house at about six and we watched about half of this really dumb, stupid, annoying, confusing movie on CMT. then we went to the movie store and rented "it had to be you" if you like really cute chick flicks rent that one! its on the oldies shelf. it was so goooddd! i love watching movies with her bc we get so into it. we talk to the people in the movies and scream and all that good stuff. Her daddy even got into it! the main guy in the movie in the groom in "Monster-in-law" H-O-T-T--I-E my god that man is gorgeous. i cant remember his name though. yea that was really fun. we mostly caught up on our girl talk.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc66cc"&gt;today: last church service that Bob Berglands EVER going to do at AUMC =(=(=( so sad. basically half the women in the congregation were crying. this lady behind me was literally bawling. i feel kinda bad for Pastor Murphy b/c hes retiring, but hes the associate pastor so he's kinda gettin overlooked =/. its so sad...&amp;nbsp; shelby's coming over sometime today and we're going to have a long-overdue sleep over!&amp;nbsp;we also have a farewell party for Bergland tonight. well its some kind of service and then an ice-cream social. I'm not really looking forward to it....hopefully shelbs will come to it with me so it will be more fun! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;loveeeee&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>weeks review</title>
    <published>2005-06-04T01:00:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-04T01:00:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the get up kids</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;so not much happened this week....&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcccc"&gt;i started drivers ed and i ran two red lights and almost hit a car. otherwise i'm a good driver! =P but really none of that was my fault. on the red lights, my teacher told me to go ahead and run them. when i was changing into the turn lane, teach told me to change too late so a car was already going into the lane, and before i checked my mirrors or looked over my shoulder she starts pushing the wheel to the side. i hate how she freaking manipulates how i drive. i've done four days now, i think i can handle a turn by myself. its probably dangerous how independent i can be. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;i also did my first volunteering thursday. i do it at western wake crisis ministry, which is a place that gives food and aid to people who need it. so we just make food kits to give to the people. the unfortunate part is that it has to last thirty days. =(=(. so if you're ever in the mood to do a drive, do one for them. they need food and toilet paper; people always come in and ask for toilet paper. overall it was pretty fun. at first we had to scrub the meat ice boxes, which smelled like shit. it literally smelled like dead rotten decaying bad fish. i breathed through my mouth the first thirty mintues i was there.&amp;nbsp; i really like doing it though. im one of those people that like to get involved with the people you're helping. i always wanted to take the food out to the customers, but one of the lady's son was there so that was his duty. but also in service projects i always loved talking to the families over working. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;steph finally came home from all her vacationing!!! ive missed her so much. its really weird being without your best friend for a week. it seemed like i hadnt talked to her in months! the sad part is that their water heater broke, but the good part is that she came over here to take showers! =) so we caught up mostly. i cant wait to get to talk to herrrrrr! im such a loser. im like getting all excited about talking to my bff. =P. ok thats all for now&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>crazy_oldschool @ 2005-06-01T21:21:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-02T01:37:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-02T01:37:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>carly simon</lj:music>
    <content type="html">[x] they call me: Katie                                                                         &lt;br /&gt;[x] also: Mary Kathryn, Mary, Mary Kate, MK, Kate, etc.                                                                        &lt;br /&gt;[x] sex: southern girrllll&lt;br /&gt;[x] my first breath of air: April 12, 1990&lt;br /&gt;[x] age: 15&lt;br /&gt;[x] status: single.&lt;br /&gt;[x] nationality: white...?&lt;br /&gt;[x] best homegirls: steph miller, courtney coats, shelby bullock, molly bishop, raleigh tubb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____REWIND____ &lt;br /&gt;[x] most memorable memory: umm...                                                 &lt;br /&gt;[x] worst?: being told my granny had died&lt;br /&gt;[x] first word uttered: i kinda dont remember that...&lt;br /&gt;[x] first bestfriend ever!?: megan brannon, donovan price, and jennifer kessing&lt;br /&gt; ____FAST FORWARD____ &lt;br /&gt;[x] college planning to go: state&lt;br /&gt;[x] future resident of: Alabama&lt;br /&gt;[x] wedding: outside at night&lt;br /&gt;[x] children: uno&lt;br /&gt;[x] looking forward to: my license!                                                 &lt;br /&gt;[x] NOT looking forward to: giving birth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____PLAY____ &lt;br /&gt;[x] feeling: full&lt;br /&gt;[x] Listening: carly simon                                                                        &lt;br /&gt;[x] Talking: no one                                                           &lt;br /&gt;[x] doing: this dumb survey&lt;br /&gt;[x] craving: chocolate                                                                        &lt;br /&gt;[x] thinking of: a certain guy&lt;br /&gt;[x] hating: how unhappy i feel sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____LOVE?____ &lt;br /&gt;[x] love is: simple                                                                                 &lt;br /&gt;[x] first love: blake davis in fifth grade =) the kid broke my heart in fifth grade..aint that sad =P&lt;br /&gt;[x] current love: ben, jerry, hayden christensen&lt;br /&gt;[x] love or lust?: mix of both&lt;br /&gt;[x] best love song: remix of mockingbird by carly simon and james taylor&lt;br /&gt;[x] is it possible to be in love w/ more than one person @ the same time: nope&lt;br /&gt;[x] when love hurts, you: get really sad&lt;br /&gt;[x] true or false - all you need is love: not at all                                         &lt;br /&gt;[x] have you ever been in love?: yup&lt;br /&gt;[x] is there such thing as love @ first sight?: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____THE OPPOSITE SEX____ &lt;br /&gt;[x] turn ons: being southern, manners, musical, nice teeth, pretty smile, muscular back (dont ask), slight cockiness&lt;br /&gt;[x] turn offs: horn dog,lying/decieving&lt;br /&gt;[x] does your parents' opinion on your bf/gf matter to you?: a bit&lt;br /&gt;[x] what kinda hair style?: as long as its clean&lt;br /&gt;[x] the sweetest thing a member of the opposite sex can do for you?: pick me over his guy friends&lt;br /&gt;[x] where do you go to meet new people?: where evers convenient&lt;br /&gt;[x] are you the type of person to holler n ask for numbers?:sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ____PICKY PICKY____ &lt;br /&gt;[x] dog or cat: cat&lt;br /&gt;[x] short or long hair: long                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;[x] innie or outie: both are fine&lt;br /&gt;[x] sunshine or rain: rain&lt;br /&gt;[x] moon or sun: moon&lt;br /&gt;[x] basketball or football: both&lt;br /&gt;[x] righty or lefty: both at some things, mostly righty&lt;br /&gt;[x] hugs or kisses: both are great&lt;br /&gt;[x] 1 best friend or 10 acquaintances: 1 best friend&lt;br /&gt;[x] bf/gf or best friend: bf, bc they become your best friend ;)&lt;br /&gt;[x] tv or radio: tv&lt;br /&gt;[x] starbucks or jamba juice: starbucks&lt;br /&gt;[x] mc donalds or burger king: eww neither                                                &lt;br /&gt;[x] summer or winter: i like spring best&lt;br /&gt;[x] written letters or e-mails: letters&lt;br /&gt;[x] playstation or nintendo: neither&lt;br /&gt;[x] disney or nickelodeon: disneyyy!&lt;br /&gt;[x] car or motorcycle: truck&lt;br /&gt;[x] house party or club: club&lt;br /&gt;[x] sing or dance: sing&lt;br /&gt;[x] freak or slow dance: freak most def&lt;br /&gt;[x] yahoo messenger or aim: aim&lt;br /&gt;[x] google or ask jeeves?: google&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____MISCELLANEOUS____ &lt;br /&gt;[x] can you swim?: yes&lt;br /&gt;[x] whats your most embarrassing moment?: when i was little and i got caught picking my nose by my preschool teacher&lt;br /&gt;[x] what are you scared of?: experiencing deep and unbearable pain&lt;br /&gt;[x] what is your greatest accomplishment?: living well?&lt;br /&gt;[x] what kinda roof is over your head?: a good one.</content>
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    <title>i made a mistake</title>
    <published>2005-06-01T15:48:43Z</published>
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    <content type="html">so in the entry down there where i was talking about lee walhkee....i def meant lee warnakee....yea im dumb i know. sorry yall!</content>
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    <title>drivers edddddddd</title>
    <published>2005-05-30T15:30:51Z</published>
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    <content type="html">ahhhhhhh! so today i had my first day of drivers ed and i totally beasted!! im so proud of myself. i have been so scared of driving you have no idea. ive tried to back out of our drive way before and it didnt work and thats when i got really scared.  but my driving "partner" is another katie who is also 5'8". i thought that was pretty cool. yea so anyways the other katie drove first and she did pretty good. she did the parking lot for about 10 minutes and shes not too good on the whole turning thing, but she did better than i thought. Then she went out onto laura duncan and new olive chapel and she drove for an hour. she still wasn't very good at the turning thing but otherwise she was really good. she scared me a couple of times bc at first she was going 50 in a 35 and that freaked me out. and another time the speed limit was 55 so she goes "oo 55!" and starts to speed up and mrs. davis is like no! 45 is fine! thank god for mrs. davis. so when it was my turn i did better in the parking lot probably cuz i got to observe katie. so then we also went out on laura duncan and new olive chapel, but then she took me on cary parkway and lake pine or something like that. so i got to drive on a highway! i was pretty freaked out but i kept my cool 8). we also stopped at a gas station and i got to park and i did good! at first i thought i totally missed the line but i didnt. and then i had to back out of there and that was kinda scary and i thought i was done backing out and she was like "no dont turn around! keep goign!" even though i really didnt need to....o well. and then i ran a red light. i felt cool that i broke the law on my first day of driving! the people around us must have thought i was crazy. but she said that we had too much speed and that i needed to go ahead and go so i was like ok! but i was in the middle of the intersection when it turned red so it wasnt that bad...? yea then i went back into the parking lot and i got to park again. i was so proud of myself. i cant wait til tomorrow! anddd i cant wait til i get my permit so i can drive everywhere and drive when we get to the beach!! sorry if you read that...it was kinda dumb. love.</content>
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    <title>crazy_oldschool @ 2005-05-28T21:58:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-29T02:00:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-29T02:00:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>carly simon</lj:music>
    <content type="html">for some reason i'm not very happy anymore. and its kinda scary.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:crazy_oldschool:14645</id>
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    <title>boyss</title>
    <published>2005-05-28T19:49:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-28T19:49:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>rk</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so i kinda figured out what im missing in my life. its boys.i kow that sounds kinda perverted and dumb, but i dont mean like make out sessions and boyfriends. i mean just having guys in my life in general. dont get me wrong, having a bf would be splendidddddd. but im one of those girls that often get a long better with guys than girls. and there are two different types of those kind of girls. there are the ones who are major sluts and flirts and hoe bags so duh they are gonna get along better, and then theres girls like me. sometimes i dont do good with the whole bitchy factor. i dont understand why some girls do the stuff they do, and react the way they do, and get all drama queeny, and center of attention, and all that shit. yea i dont do that. i am girly and stuff cuz i like nice clothes and make up and pretty hair, but boys are definitely a lot simpler sometimes than girls. but ive notice recently that i have no guy friends anymore. i used to be really tight with a lot of the guys at our church, and now i never see them nor talk to them. and a lot of guys that i was good friends with in middle school i havent talked to in forever. i just really miss hanging out with guyssssss. last night was pretty fun besides the lee cuddling up on me thing. ughh im so dumb. its really weird to miss guys like i do. most girls are like omgggg i want a bf so bad blah blah blah and i am definitely like that sometimes. but im just one of those girls that gets a long with guys better and right now, i don't have many guys friends and the estrogen levels with me right now are wayy to high. i am glad though that i have all my girlfriends cuz those are the people that i can talk to about serious, personal, girl stuff and do fun girlish things like shopping and make up. but oo wellll. but if you like, a bf would definitely be nice ;D. less than a month til breakawayyyyyyyyyyyy and the beach with courttttttttttttttttt. lovee.</content>
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    <title>crazy_oldschool @ 2005-05-28T14:55:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-28T19:08:09Z</published>
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    <lj:music>rk</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so last night was pretty interesting...  i went over to the pentonys it was: me, jess burkey, ashlee, roni, and april barrs. and then guys: lee walkhee, derek something, and zach johnson. we had a pretty fun time outside. we just messed around and played around on the guys' little bikes and btw it killeeddd my crotch idk how guys do it. so yea we just hugn around. and then roni and zach went to zachs house bc they were having a grad party for zachs brother, adam. and lee and derek went back to lees house to take showers and then they were gonna come back.  so it was just "us girls" sitting outside talking and i found out that basically everybody wanted to hook up with everybody. well actually the girls wanted to hook up with the guys. so i obviously came in the middle of their hanging out session cuz they kept talkign about earlier. so basically when we went inside it was all downhill from there. (im not gonna name names bc that wouldnt be good). so girl A sits on the couch with a guy. girl B lays on the floor so that the guy she wants to hook up with will have room to lay down with her. btw jessie left earlier. girl C sits on the floor, and then i sit in the massive squishy chair that can hold about a butt and a half of people. so we start watching the movie and derek and lee come back from their showers and they walk into the room and sort of walk towards me. and i said to lee "do you smell good?" and he was like yea smell me so i stand up to smell him and then he gives me a hug....? o ok. and then i sit back down and lee sits on me and derek sits on the big footstool that goes with the chair. so im like o crap crap crap crap. bc one of the girls in the room wants to hook up with him and hes now sitting on my lap. fuck. i mouthed im sorry to that girl and she was like its ok but i knew it wasnt. i aint that dumb. im not gonna be like lee get off me so we scootch around in the chair the whole time bc both of us dont fit in it and it was pretty uncomfy. so near the end we were basically cuddling and lee sort of had his arm around me and i knew that wasnt good. bc one of that girl and two i dont like lee. i mean hes cool and its a good friend. nothing else. at all. so im extremely extremely uncomfortable and then he starts to sort of rub my arm?!? yea not cool. so when i got up to leave he followed me to the door and he got my sn. wonderfulllllll. i know im definitely that girls fave person ever now. so basically the whole night was fun up until the movie. but o well its just one night and she didnt even like him she just wanted to hook up with him shell get over it. it werent my fault. but anyways i was more interested in derek than lee. he is hilarious and hes got abss =D. o well its not like ill ever see him again. hmm so yea that was my night. love.</content>
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    <title>crazy_oldschool @ 2005-05-22T17:58:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-22T22:16:31Z</published>
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    <content type="html">so our chorus concert was the other night and it was completely awesome. i had so much fun up there and chorus makes me so happy. i kinda regret im not doing it next year but im thinking about doing it my junior year. i totally cried during the senior song. one of the soloist is my neighbor since i was four and when she started singing i just started bawling. so out of all the girls in the chorus i think over half of them were crying. i LOVED the songs that the guys did. one was a really fun love song and anothe was make me hol' you' han' or something like that. that was funny. but in the love song the soloist sang to one of the chorus girls sitting right near the stage thing. if the soloist starting serenading me like that i would have totally gotten all into and played along. that would be so fun. def would have made my night.after me, molly, and shelby all went over to mollys house and had a sleep over. it was fun but we didnt do a lot of stuff since it was late, and we all needed to study the next day. we watched spanglish and it is one of the dumbest movies i have ever watched. dont watch it, its annoying and dumb. yea thats all. love.</content>
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    <title>crazy_oldschool @ 2005-05-14T14:30:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-14T18:42:58Z</published>
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    <lj:music>dashboard</lj:music>
    <content type="html">you know what i hate? i hate people lying to my face. i hate when my close friends, even my best friends lie. cuz that tells me that they dont trust me and dont care for me enough to tell me the truth. they dont want me to know the truth, and if they dont want that i dont want to be their friend. i hate when people lie to make me feel better. it aint about me feeling better or anybody feeling better, if you dont tell the truth your just asking to be screwed over. some people have no idea how much lying hurts. lying HURTS people. its hurt me, its made me really pissed off, its made me really sad. lying to someone isnt being a good person. lying isnt going to make someone feel better about themselves. if you lie to a person, and then they find out you lied, it hurts even worse then just telling them straight up. lying is dumb so dont do it or youll most likely get beat up.</content>
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    <title>crazy_oldschool @ 2005-05-05T20:05:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-06T00:14:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-06T00:15:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>jet</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok so don't read this unless you really have no life. at all. its a project in english and i just need some opinions. were doing poems and i wrote this: as the vulture flies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the vulture flies&lt;br /&gt;the air gets thick&lt;br /&gt;breath becomes unsteady&lt;br /&gt;everyone knows what he wants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's searching for satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;that next victim to pray upon&lt;br /&gt;the weakest link&lt;br /&gt;the one who will not survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as he circles in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;it casts a shadow of arrogance&lt;br /&gt;at a glance, you see a silhuoette of a man&lt;br /&gt;looking for the next person to break down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he flies with a strut&lt;br /&gt;with crimson eyes of hunger&lt;br /&gt;a craving for consumption of meat&lt;br /&gt;an innocent creature, caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his lean muscles rippling&lt;br /&gt;limbs completely rigid&lt;br /&gt;he can smell the fear&lt;br /&gt;the scent of insecurity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a man, he has picked out &lt;br /&gt;the one to tear apart, the one&lt;br /&gt;to shred to pieces, he has found&lt;br /&gt;every fault, every failure of his prey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a devilsih grin forms across&lt;br /&gt;the predator's face&lt;br /&gt;a plan of attack forms in his mind&lt;br /&gt;the perfect method to defeating the enemy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a flash he slices through the air&lt;br /&gt;plummets dangerously to his destination&lt;br /&gt;his slender figure gleaming in the shadows&lt;br /&gt;the bittersweet taste of victory in his mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he strikes his prey, the element of surprise&lt;br /&gt;the onlookers turn away&lt;br /&gt;too afraid to asist the innocent&lt;br /&gt;only muffled cries are to be noticed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crunching, snapping, chewing&lt;br /&gt;as the bystanders flinch&lt;br /&gt;pretending to be oblivious&lt;br /&gt;to the beating of a harmless man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he leaps back into the air&lt;br /&gt;as if nothing has taken place&lt;br /&gt;as if he never left the light of the moon&lt;br /&gt;back into the dank darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he resumes his continuous circling&lt;br /&gt;casting faint shadows of threats&lt;br /&gt;the beating of his wings heard by none&lt;br /&gt;it is growing inside of him again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this appetite for vulnerability&lt;br /&gt;a drive to devour the weak-minded, low-spirited&lt;br /&gt;the witnesses scamper into their hollow houses&lt;br /&gt;as the Vulture flies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me what you think of it. i need some opinions. and tell me the message you got from it. or even if you got a message...cuz there is one i promise. or a "metaphorical meaning"</content>
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