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I wish I could talk to someone who understood. I supposed a few people would, but I actually don't know that I want to talk. I kind of just want to wallow in this. Maybe it will make me do something about it. Few things require as much passion as dancing. I'd say its limited to performance art and MAYBE art in general. There's just something soul satisfying about dancing that accounting,

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Ok so I’ve kind of neglected to write anything for a while.  I’ve been busy though, so you must forgive me.  I don’t even have the will power to write about everything that’s happened to me since I last wrote, but I’ll try and cover the important stuff.    The internship is going well.  Sometimes it gets boring, but I still love the environment and the whole accessory thing.  Nothing terribly

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Happy fifth of July everyone. I’ve been far too busy to keep up with this particular segment of my life. Things are going well though. I’m still loving it here. I love it so much that I kind of want to stay…for a long time. It’s a completely realistic idea. If I stayed here and worked for 6 months while I established residency, I’d qualify for in state tuition at Cal State LA and finish my

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Okay, so it’s been almost a week since I posted anything because I've been busy as fuck. Yes, fuck is busy. Basically I've been slaving away at BCBG and ArcLight. It’s cool though. I like what I'm doing even if it hurts my feet. Let’s recap the past days with highlights and fun/not fun stories. I got a 90 day gym membership at the 24 Hour Fitness in Hollywood which happens to be

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The Events of Monday June 21, 2004 Today me and the bro went and saw Saved. I knew it was going to be funny and interesting, but I really thought it was so much more than that. It was so multidimensional and deep too. It hit me in a few soft spots and there were a couple points when I actually had to hold back tears. I wish I had more people to talk about it with because I absolutely loved

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The Events of Sunday June 20, 2004 Sunday I had to be at ArcLight at 9am for day 5 of the training. We had Matt who had taught us another day and he was also one of the people who ran the group interviews. I have a confession to make. I totally have one of those junior high type crushes on him. He’s so much fun to be around and he’s hilarious and he’s got the most adorable face. Oh I’m such

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The Events of Saturday June 19, 2004 Saturday was the first day off and oh my hell did I need it. I chilled out most of the day, slept a lot…sat my lazy ass in front of the computer for a while. Of course I did have to get up and drive Matt’s car back from Culver City at 9am, but whatever. You know, Saturday was kind of lame so I’m just going to not even talk about it.

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The Events of Friday June 18, 2004 Friday brings me to BCBG at 9:30 am. That means I need to leave around 8:45 or so. That’s pretty early for me, but I managed. I don’t recall anyone trying to kill me. Today was pretty cool. I got some copies done, cut some more swatches, and of course, took lots more belt pictures. In the process, two notable things happened. Max (as in BCBG Max Azria)

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The Events of Thursday June 17, 2004 Thursday made me want to cry. It was just kind of a crappy day. I got to sleep in at least, but after I got up, I took a shower and couldn’t find my razor. Annoying. Then when I got dressed Matt made some comment about how my pants were too tight. I just wanted to say, ‘Fuck you. I know I got fatter. Quit bugging me.’ UGH. So that alone put me in a

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The Events of Wednesday June 16, 2004 Early wake up at about 7:45. That kind of sucked, but I had to take Matt to E! before I went to BCBG. I got to do some stuff that was a little more involved this time. I cut some swatches and started taking pictures of belts. That’s seriously going to take me forever. There are SO many. I’m pretty sure its BCBG’s history of belts. Nothing too exciting

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The Events of Tuesday June 15, 2004 I’m not gonna lie. I don’t really remember what I did on Tuesday before like 4 pm. I think I may have bought some carrot juice or something. I seriously don’t know. Anyway, in the evening I had my first training session at work. It’s all different people from my group interview, which kind of sucks because some of those people seemed pretty cool, while

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The Events of Monday June 14, 2004 Yay, my birthday!! I got lots of happy birthday calls and emails and whatnot from all over the country + Spain. It was good to hear from everyone. I got up at a decent hour and talked to Julia for a while before I got ready to go out and shop. I went down to Hollywood and Highland, the fucking most tourist infested place after Disneyworld. I guess I could

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The Events of Sunday June 13, 2004 I had to get up early…blah. There was breakfast to be had and goodbyes to be said before Matt and I shipped out in our snazzy rented minivan. I was still kind of sad that we couldn’t go to Matt and Dawnell’s for breakfast. I didn’t feel like I had enough time to talk to either of them at the wedding. Oh well. I guess it was the only time we could fly out

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The Events of Saturday June 12, 2004 The big day is here. The perpetual bachelor is finally getting married. I got dressed, put on lots of makeup, gathered up the dress I don’t like, and headed out around 1:30. Its always fun getting ready with all the girls except for that my I seriously have to do my mom’s makeup for her if either of us want it to look like she has any on. Isn’t it a waste

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The Events of Friday June 11, 2004 Friday morning was not an easy one. Breakfast at the hotel only went until 10am, meaning that I had to get up sometime before that. Seeing how I’ve become accustomed to Pacific time, getting up at 8:40 felt like getting up at 5:40, an hour I’m quite unfamiliar with. I think I took a nap. I can’t remember. Anywho, Friday brought Aunt Teresa, Uncle Herb, and

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The Events of Thursday June 10, 2004 Today involved much flying. We flew from Los Angeles to Houston where we met Sean, Marissa, Sophia, and my dad. Sophia keeps getting chubbier and cuter, I love it. It sucked that we lost 3 hours getting to Ohio, but it was good to be there. We met up with my mom, Paul, Andrew, and later in the night, Gabe. There was an emergency trip to Wendy’s on which

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The Events of Wednesday June 9, 2004 Today was actually eventful. I got up around 8 because it was my first day at BCBG. Driving there was only a little scary…I was fine though. I’m working in the shoes/accessories department, which is awesome. But of course, I’m an intern so I just get to do stupid stuff like sort through buttons and other such trim. I also got to cut stuff out and staple

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The Events of Tuesday June 8, 2004 Today wasn’t all that fabulous either for the most part. Um, I had my first Los Angeles driving experience. I didn’t die so that’s cool. I also gave birth to my first wisdom tooth. Does this mean I won’t have to get them removed for sure? Let’s hope so. That would be awesome. Anywho, Ben’s other band was supposed to be playing a show at The Derby (really

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The Events of Monday June 7, 2004 Monday was sort of lame…but I got some more of that apple juice.

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The Events of Sunday June 6, 2004 Today we needed to finally go out to BCBG just so I would know how to get there and not have to be terrified. Driving on a Los Angeles freeway is enough without worrying about getting lost. I also needed to drive Matt's car some since its a little different than mine. We never quite got around to that part because there was a street fair going on prett close

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The Events of Saturday June 5, 2004 Another bum day for the most part. Matt and I slept in forever because 724 really wore us out. We finally got up and went to get coffee and breakfast down the street and sat out on the porch until it started getting too hot. I hung with the Julio for a little while when Matt went to go practice or something and had a little Double Dash practice too. When

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The Events of June 4, 2004 Today was a MAJOR bum day for me. I was so exhausted after that hike. I actually slept a lot of the day. There was a little time dedicated to playing Mario Kart Double Dash though. Julia will be so happy that I’m brushing up my skills. I finally showered around 4 figuring we’d be going out and doing something in the evening seeing how it’s a Friday night and all.

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The Events of June 3, 2004 Today was much more eventful. Matt was long gone when I got up. I sort of just chilled for a while and had some breakfast. Cari called to see if I wanted to go hiking with them. Even though I had planned to go down to Melrose, I decided to go. I need to socialize. We left here around 2pm, but the hike was in Topanga Park so it took forever and a day to get there.

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The Events of Wednesday June 2, 2004 I was originally woken up by Matt throwing some pillows at me and telling me he was leaving for work. I guess I actually got up about 20 minutes later. Not a whole let went on during the day though. I made some breakfast and checked my email…I thought a shower would be nice seeing how I had completely neglected to take one yesterday. I finally called

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I decided I want to document my Los Angeles adventure pretty accurately, so this is how I plan to do it. I guess its more for me than for you, but it's here for you to feast on. The Events of Tuesday June 1, 2004 Today was my first day to hang out with Matt. We got up pretty early and went to a place called the Coffee Table for breakfast. Then we hit up IKEA to look into a slightly different

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With all the extensive walking I've been doing lately, I've also encountered more beggars and homeless dudes than I normally would. Some of them have been among the more interesting people I've met. Today as I left my interview at the ArcLight Theater to get on the subway, I was approached by a man who needed change to buy his ticket. I didn't have any so I told him I was sorry and kept

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Today begins my city life. I arrived around noon-time and have been soaking things in for the past 8 hours or so. My flights…happened. Upon my arrival in L.A. I was greeted by the ‘friendly’ Super Shuttle people. Some Asian dude who was in the van with us got all sassy on the driver because he couldn’t use his voucher. Then the driver threatened to call the cops and Asian guy flipped out.

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Excerpt from today's conversation with Gus. Oh yeah, Gus talked to me today. Weird. Alright kids, I think this internship is REALLY going to happen. The coolest part is that its for BCBG. If you don't know what that is, you wouldn't appreciate it anyway, so don't worry. Last night I got an e-mail from an HR lady telling me that all their internships are unpaid...(fine) and MUST be for

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Okay, so my days since May 11th have been much better. I've got a police report file, an insurance statement stated, and my car will be fixed sometime in the near future. Sad part: My cute little car will no longer be mine once it gets fixed. She and her beautifully voluptuous, curvy body will be traded in for something more practical and waterproof. My dad hasn't laughed at me yet about the

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Almost all of it sucked. I was woken up around 9:15 by my mom calling to remind me that I had a dentist appointment at 10. Crap. I actually stayed in bed a few more minutes, leaving me a whopping 10 minutes to brush, floss, wash my face and get dressed. I made it to the dentist on time despite the ugly weather and strange lack of parking. (I had to park at the scuba shop across the street in

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Alright, so I'm done with finals and I'm home. I guess its been a while. The semester is over and that's pretty yay for me. I'm glad I got out of that wretched room too. Now I'm home and I wish everyone else was too. I couldn't go to Austin over the weekend because it wasn't worth the fight with my parents. Boo! Katy has been sufficiently boring since I got here but I've had some good

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gotmyphilosophy: and if for some reason you come to disturb my slumber tomorrow gotmyphilosophy: be warned gotmyphilosophy: i will undoubtedly tell you to go away treeeHEDD: :-D treeeHEDD: goodnight gary! gotmyphilosophy: i should sleep nekkid tonight treeeHEDD: nudity doesn't scare me gotmyphilosophy: well then you can climb in bed with me gotmyphilosophy: DURHUR treeeHEDD: ok franklin...

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Due to my end-of-semester breakdown today, I'm skipping my drawing class... because I didn't have anything terribly impressive to show anyway. In my last class Dr. Chng lectured on rape, sexual harassment, child abuse and other such topics and I found lots of the information to be interesting and helpful in my understanding of what rape is. CNN conducted a survey to find out what people did NOT

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I just typed a whole bunch of stuff, but it was mostly meaningless bullshit like always, so I thought I'd change it up and share this instead. About a year ago, Mrs. Norwood (my crazy english teacher jr and sr year) read this to us and I think I cried. It'll put things into perspective. Its kind of long but very much worth the time. Enjoy. Who is the person next to you? You might say a name,

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The weekend has treated me well. I wish I would have gotten more done, but I totally deserved some fun and some rest. Friday Julia and I played with our skip-its outside instead of working out. Its so awesome that they brought those back. I have some excellent childhood skip-it memories, don't you? The Phi Kaps were having a fundraiser for the Red Cross and the Fire Department so we were

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This week has been cooler than average. I turned in my design found object project Monday, and even though I don't think anyone in my class cared much for it, some lady in the bathroom who helped my put it on was totally amazed and that was cool. Tuesday and Wednesday were just kind of placeholders and workdays to get my drawing stuff done. Of course I didn't do one of my small drawings due to

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01. who are you, what's our relationship: 02. how and where did we meet: 03. what's my middle name: 04. how long have you known me: 05. tell me one good thing about myself: 06. when you first saw me what was your impression: 07. my age: 08. birthday: 09. my favorite band at the moment: 10. colour eyes: 11. do i have any siblings: 12. have you ever had a crush on me: 13. what's one of

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This weekend, Christina invited Julia, Lorinda, and I to her farm for Easter weekend. We had so much fun. Friday afternoon we rode around on the golf carts and 4-wheelers for a while. That night we made tons of food for everybody. We bought some bratwurst and made some d-licious k-bobs. We marinated chicken in italian dressing and put on mushrooms and green peppers. It was SO good. I

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Why three? There are ALWAYS three options whether or not you think so. There just are. It used to be two but Julia, Christina and I upgraded the system, so now its three...all the time. My summer could potentially go many different ways and this is what I've got things narrowed down to. Option 1: Los Angeles, California A) The original reason for me possibly going to LA is to do an

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You're not a newt. Well I got better... That's right kids. I got better. By Thursday all my nasty symptoms were gone and I was free to roam about the cabin. It was awesome that I felt better but Thursday really sort of sucked. I had this algebra quiz, but since I missed class on Tuesday, I had no idea that I needed a calculator. I let Shannon borrow mine the other day thinking I'd probably

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Its official. I'm one sick bitch. Last night I could barely breathe while I slept even though I had NyQuilled myself. Its a damn good thing Ben got me some DayQuil yesterday, because I don't think I would have survived today without it. I felt pretty bad when I got up, but it kicked in while I was studying in the library. I managed to breeze through my design class and MOST of my drawing

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My body seems to be very mad at me right now. I woke up today with a sore throat. Being a naturally optimistic person, I figured I just hadn't been drinking enough water so I tried to drink more. Guess what. It still hurts. I even had a cough drop or two. It almost feels the way it felt when I had mono. Luckily, I had it in the summer and the bad part only lasted about a week and a half.

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I've been contemplating something. I'm kind of tired of this here journal but I don't want to give it up all together because its how at least a few people keep track of me. I first thought I may go the live journal route since it seems like more and more of my friends are jumping on that and posting comments without having one is kind of annoying and it doesn't get a pretty icon. I also

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Oh Mom...yeah she really said it. Spring Break Highlights: -Saw baby Sophia She's totally precious and she doesn't cry that much. -Bathtubs I missed them SO much, oh my gosh. -Hooters Who even knew they HAD wine there? -Playing Volleyball On the beach. With boys. -FOOOOOOOOD : ) -St. Patrick's Day Bourbon Street. Need I continue? -Jackhammers My backyard is getting torn up so it can be

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Don't disregard the bad things people say about you, but use them to better yourself. I may or may not be in the middle of some people sending me on multiple guilt trips. Earlier I thought I may feel better if I remembered all the good things people say about me. People always say to forget about the bad stuff and hang on to the good stuff, right? Doesn't that seem kind of ignorant though? I

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This weekend was just ridiculous...not to say that it wasn't fun though. Thursday night was another Phi Kapp birthday so of course we made an appearance. There were tons of people there so it was a lot of fun. I seemed to have gained a new follower though. Nick was drunk and asked me to marry him, but then he got serious for about 10 seconds and asked me on a legitimate date. Nick is totally

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On the way: The sky******* ***Descended** *********Softly Y un nuevo amigo (((((Acogedor)))) Fresh cherub Mergeswithreality Doppelganger Of a crappy lover --Inebriation. --Misrecollection. --Shaken, not stirred. Lucid air balloons For the mortals Journey to a Fashion Omphalos My classes are going well except for that mysterious 69 on my algebra test…what the hell is that? I'm sad. We

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You might think it’s kind of weird that I’m introducing myself to you, but I feel like it’s kind of necessary at this point. Its time for me to get it out. I’m tired of feeling like people don’t understand me. I’m sick of waiting for everybody to figure things out and treat me the way I deserve to be treated; whether it’s better or worse than they way they treat me now. I’m ready to stop

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and im not afraid of leaving home only afraid of dying alone in the line of sight of every girls scorn where all my torments and troubles were born brought on the self against the will pinned to a cross with a carpenters drill you martyr, you martyr, no one feels sorry for you who once had so many and now has so few go back where you came from and where you belong suffer the weight of everything

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its so cliche, but things like that become cliche because they're true, so if you expected something better from me right now you can bite me. last night was adrian's 21st birthday and phi kapp threw him a big ol' party. lots of people and fun floating around everywhere. i finally got jason to take all his red wine out of the refrigerator. for such a refined boy, he should know its not

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despite the cold rainy weather and my sore throat, its a beautiful day. i've just felt so good lately. things seems to fall so nicely into place, even when i'm frustrated or tired or busy. there's times when i think i can do anything, but then i'm usually grounded pretty fast by whatever project i'm working on. the work we do keeps me challenged and focused and really set on my goal...passing

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Date: january 31, 2004 01. Time you started: 11:41 am 02. Full Name: teresa anne ampbell 03. Nicknames: teresy, elizabeth, teresa bean, t, and just yesterday 'hey...girl!' 04. Height: 5'6'' or somesuch height 05. Weight: it seems to be going everywhere from 131-142 06. School: U to the N to the T 07. Shoe Size: 8 1/2 08. Sex: its a girl! 09. Birthday: june 14, 1985 10. Zodiac sign: gemini, i

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i think is this basically going to be a to-do list. that way people will ask me questions about it all and i'll remember to do it. awesome. as i'm typing this sentence, the aerobithon is starting at the rec center. i kind of thought i should go, but i'm not sure i can handle 2 straight hours of workout anymore. i just want to sign up for that hip hop class. somebody please make sure i do

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ok, who else thinks mitch hedberg is hilarious? here it is people. this is my fresh start due to the fact that i couldn't organize my thoughts enough to materialize them into words. i think i'll give it a try. projects are already shouting deadlines in my face, but at least the design stuff should be fun...and while i'm talking about classes, i should mention that my human sexuality class is

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erutcip siht htiw gnorw era taht sgniht where shall i begin? the day i took all my finals i started a 24 hour fast. that was interesting if nothing else. the whole point was to clean out my body before i flood it with holiday gluttony. it went well all i did was drink juice and water and it really wasnt THAT difficult. although rhine almost broke me when he kept asking me to go get

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*Name Four Things That You Wish You Had* 1. a clear conscious 2. a fast metabolism 3. a bigger place to live 4. a money tree *Name Four Scents You Love* 1. my mom's cooking 2. dryer sheets 3. sex 4. the drill team gym (100 sweaty girls) *Name Four Things You'd Never Wear in Public* 1. shoulder pads 2. wrapping paper 3. orthopedic shoes 4. my birthday suit *Name Four Things You Are Thinking

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i think i may take this thing down. it seems a little pointless you know? i'm fairly sure that no more than 3 people read it anyway. if you care to keep reading my babblings though, let me know. this is actually kind of therapeutic. i just feels good to put what you're thinking somewhere that anyone can read it. i feel super cool when nobody reads it though, so maybe i should just stick

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i found these things in an ad in vogue...thought they were interesting. there was something fantastic in the way she looked at him she lived as she always had--by her own rules, her wits, and her desires she had never thought of betrayal, not once that night she wrote in her diary,"where are all the strong and happy men?" a bit of fragrance always clings to the hand that gives you roses

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good "morning". i tried to go to bed about an hour ago, but that plan seems to have fallen through. so now i'm just kind of awake and hungry, but what's new? i've got a shitload to get done this weekend...go to a museum, write a paper about it, draw and ugly hallway, start my fashion portfolio project, and finish badly plagiarizing that gorgeous painting that ellen phelan probably poured her

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the following statements were all said to me, and are all about me. are they right? i thought i'd try and make sense of it all. "you're the curious type" its true. i am. remember when ~j the email stalker came into my life? did i or did i not try every day for the majority of my senior year to figure out who that guy was? "you always get your way" not ALWAYS....

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aaand we're back from that long time, no write thing. i finally fixed that horribly evil virus that's plaguing profiles everywhere. by the way, if you need to know how to get rid of let me know. so i finally had an eventful weekend. its about time, right? i didn't have to go to my later class friday because we had a test over the weekend so after fashion design me and emily met up with david

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rockin'...I just found a place to take dance classes! Maybe I can actually ditch this pudge, then madre will owe me a pair of jeans. Its in Dallas, but hey, its worth a 30 minute drive to be that much happier right? So yeah...I've been keeping busy with the projects and the working out and whatnot. Its not really looking like things are going to slow down either, but that's probably good for

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Wow. This weekend was CRAZY! Thursday night Boner calls and he's all like "Hey...we all want to leave tonight..." So after a little pushing, I gave in and we left at about 10. So we arrived in San Marcos around 2ish and met up with Brittany and Co. I ended up crashing at the Jones/Brown apartment at about 5...geez. The next day, I was still playing seamstress for Mr. Elkins, but it was a

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Good afternoon world. Tomorrow is halloween and I feel like I'm the mother of about 5 or 6. I love all my needy little children though. "What do I need for a Jedi costume?" "How do I put letters on a t-shirt?" "Can you make this look less frumpy?" and "Do you have a sewing machine [that you can use to make me something]?" are just some of the questions I've gotten in the past 24 hours.

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Don't ask why I'm only now trying to figure this out and explain it...I guess I was just bored during that Menswear video. We all like to go through our lives thinking that we're great, right? I mean, who doesn't want to think they're awesome?? We don't like to think of ourselves as stupid, racist, unfair, slutty, loopy, shallow, biased, ugly or anything else most people would find to be

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