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  <title>*yOu UsEd tO gIvE mE bUtTeRfLiEs*</title>
  <subtitle>* trop mauvais vous etes beau*</subtitle>
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    <name>*i MiSs tHe wAy u UsEd tO gIvE mE bUtTeRfLiEs*</name>
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  <updated>2004-05-09T21:58:29Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brknbutterflies:37571</id>
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    <title>brknbutterflies @ 2004-05-09T17:09:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-09T21:58:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-09T21:58:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">new live journal... --- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xlove_actuallyx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add me!.. i didnt like this one anymore!!</content>
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    <title>brknbutterflies @ 2004-05-04T19:32:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-05T00:41:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-05T00:41:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">school was gay. i hate math with a passion. he always fucking picks on me and i dont do shittt. uhhh.. life gaurd training equals hell... i wont give up tho lol. i have no faith in myself... but i need my job!!!!....i believe its only tuesday... this fucking sucks, on thursday i have to swim another 500. i suck at it. i have a feeling i dont know what i am getting myself into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish it was the weekend...---sigh---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get my hair cut tomorrow! woooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a boyfriend? la de da de da.... i hope he's worth waiting forrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got an 84% on my spanish test and i took it allllll by myselfffff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vicki showed me a picture of a very nice looking boy. i guess i work with him...-- all the more motivation to pass this lifeguarding class.</content>
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    <title>I LOVE YOU MONDAY</title>
    <published>2004-05-03T21:18:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-03T21:18:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>llala. nothing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;today was &lt;u&gt;so&lt;/u&gt; amazing. no... not really that amazing. but it was monday and i dont know why i'm in such a good mood on mondays. i figured out that since i have dropped my cell phone so many times, it doesnt always ring. hahhahhaa. -thats really not funny-&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hair cut= wednesday.woooo.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;my math grade has gone up to an F+. so all i need to do is turn it into a D+ and then it gets turned into a B- because of my last quarter grade. and then i get a B in the class even if i flunk the final. thats pretty cool and nifty. i realized that i talk rather loud in thats class while i'm making comments. for example.. today paul was like "Sal this stuff is so easy" and i was like "hey faggot, shut the fuck up" and half the class started laughing. mostly anna and tom and troy. but anyways. i am not a trouble maker, but i get sick of being with the same people for 150 ef-ing minutes every f-ing day of my life ( minus weekends duh) the only people i can handle being with are anna and vicki. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;HaPpY BiRtHdAy KaRiE!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brknbutterflies:35262</id>
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    <title>good things really do happen.</title>
    <published>2004-05-02T23:17:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-02T23:17:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yesterday was the best shittiest day ever? actually this weekend wasnt too bad. ummm hung out with jenny so nothing went wrong or bad there. saturday i think i was the only girl all day with the acception of alex's house for 10 minutes. it wasnt too bad. i hung at todds and then i went to lucs. and then i went to mikes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI(cooorectionnn)---you know how in an entry before i said those ankle bracelets that you make wishes on are bullshit... well i was wrong. : ) ... i'm glad i was wrong. the "love" one broke first..hehe. and the "friendship" one hasnt even started to break yet.. i think this is because i have a perfect best friend : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--another thought. i cut 3 efing inches off of my hair. and it was short. and that was like 4 weeks ago. and now like 5 inches has grown back. how does that work and why does my hair grow so fastt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god i have jenny hehe.((my soulmate and bffl))</content>
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    <title>: ) wonderful night</title>
    <published>2004-05-02T06:48:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-02T06:48:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i like marc : )</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brknbutterflies:34597</id>
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    <title>brknbutterflies @ 2004-05-01T01:17:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-01T06:10:56Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-01T06:10:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i feel like writing in pink. i'm in a pink mood. &lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;pink!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;tonight got really effed up. its okay tho. cuz everything worked out and i had alot of fun with jenny. me saw mean girls. the movie was right... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;you can call someone stupid-- but it doesnt make you smarter.. and you can call someone fat-- but that doesnt make you and skinnier. wow.. deep?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;back to blue... anyways-- i hope i get to see 'someone 'tomorrow since tonight didnt work out.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brknbutterflies:34369</id>
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    <title>brknbutterflies @ 2004-04-30T02:29:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-30T07:31:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-30T07:31:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i'm at thee jenny greens right now. shes on the phone tho so i'm on her computer. fun fun. we watched the cutest movie..."love actually"--- i want someone to fall inlove with me!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i hope i get to see certain people this weekend.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i havent seen lucas in a while--- shout out to lucas volini---&amp;gt; i love you!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brknbutterflies:34236</id>
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    <title>brknbutterflies @ 2004-04-29T18:35:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-29T23:26:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-29T23:26:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;school suckeed....then i went tanning and everything was suddenly all better. i wish i could have gone to get my nails done with danielle but my mom was gay and made me go to sportmart. i got a new snowboarding coat. its cute. i wanna go snowboarding now. i've only gone once. it was terrible. i am awful.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i'm terribly hot right now with this coat on.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i hope this weekend goes the way i want it to!!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brknbutterflies:33942</id>
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    <title>brknbutterflies @ 2004-04-28T18:53:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-29T00:00:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-29T00:00:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today was okay. kinda boring and i didnt do much of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have very much to post either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just woke up from a great sleep. it was amazing.-- tomorrow is thursday woo!no school friday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;333all i *need* is everything you are&amp;lt;333</content>
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    <title>brknbutterflies @ 2004-04-27T19:12:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-28T00:08:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-28T00:08:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;day was terrif. uhh. yeah&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;---you dont know what you've got til its gone-- this saying is ever so true.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i can't wait til the weekend now.--- thursday i think i am meeting jennys aunt from ireland. woo.-- and hopefully friday or saturday go well this time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;uhhh not much to post.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i laughed so hard today in spanish. our tape was so funny.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brknbutterflies:33445</id>
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    <title>oaisedfusiuf</title>
    <published>2004-04-26T22:05:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-26T22:05:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;my mom wont be home until about thursday. i'm lost. shes not really home alot anyways.. but i'm still lost. yessss 4 days with my dad.NOT.hes not home alot either. soooo.. 4 days with me, myself,and i. &lt;strong&gt;sounds good to me&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i sat out in the hall so much today. i didnt have to take my spanish test or my health test. i love you, test make up.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;straight or curly? you decide.. this question goes out to the public woooooooo.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 298px; HEIGHT: 247px" height="412" src="http://img26.photobucket.com/albums/v78/brknbutterflies/MVC-007F.jpg" width="431"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 234px; HEIGHT: 186px" height="436" src="http://img26.photobucket.com/albums/v78/brknbutterflies/MVC-013F.jpg" width="351"&gt;my nose looks huge a crookid. damn those broken noses. it brings out my 1/4 jewishness in this picture. and it looks like a have a pimple but i dont....wtf.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i look shitty today. i think these pictures speak for themeselves.....&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>monday monday monday!!!!</title>
    <published>2004-04-26T13:18:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-26T13:18:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;so... i'm in first period yet again.. the days are running out tho. i need to get my grades up andi dont have alot of time to do it. -- i have a feeling this is going to be the worst monday of my life. i just hope i dont need to take that spanish test. this weekend was terrible. i wanna redo saturday because it could have been perfect. things dont go my way tho? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;one of the beads on my ankle braclet broke away. i think that means a wish is supposed to have come true. but those things arent real.*nice to think about tho* it was the one with blue beads( the blue stands for &lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;love&lt;/font&gt;) now i know&amp;nbsp;the wishes dont really come true because nothing good is going on there. its entirly messed up.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i just have to make it til thursday. no school friday.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;my mom wont be home tonight tuesday or wednesday. i have to stay with my dad. i hope everything goes well. because i cant go out after school until i get my math grade up.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;:::sigh::: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;mmm... i dont have anything else to say really. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>brknbutterflies @ 2004-04-25T21:14:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-26T03:07:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-26T03:07:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;today was boring. i hope i dont need to take my spanish test tomrorow because i wasnt there friday there for.. i wasnt there when she told the class about . please lord.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;tomorrow is my favorite day of the week wooo. mondayy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;this weekend was okay. friday was so much fun! saturday sucked really badly .5% of it was good.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i'm scared for summer. all my friends that are girls basically have boyfriends that they are going to spend all their time with. looks like it'll be me n the boys?woo&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i'm freezing right now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;333 i'm still trying to decide if your worth all this trouble&amp;lt;333&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>brknbutterflies @ 2004-04-25T12:47:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-25T17:49:23Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;:::sigh::: i'm tired and frusturated...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;this morning i realized: i'm not the one that fucked up.. it was you.-*-i'm done.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>brknbutterflies @ 2004-04-24T23:57:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-25T05:06:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-25T05:06:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>its a john mayer kinda night.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;our spanish skit was &lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; funny. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ummm.. so i fucked tonight up really badly. i went to mikes with my fucking hair wet.. and most of you know me really well... so you all know how i get went i am rushed and i know i look like complete shit.- so ,yeah ,not good-&amp;nbsp; i hope i didnt mess things up completely... but i'm pretty sure whatever was going to happen is deifnatly over now. i'm so fucking dumb. i hate that time period when you like someone and ur not sure of yourself. whatever dude... i dont know what to do...&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>the result of boredness.</title>
    <published>2004-04-24T20:19:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-24T20:19:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i hate how when i am bored... i make meaningless entrys. stupid addiction. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;--uhh.. we need to work on our spanish skit today otherwise we are fuckked.i dont have my groups numbers otherwise i would call danielle... so i'm wating for someone to call me so we arent fuckkked on tuesday.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*random thought: wkeurfiweud...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;nothings true and nothing right so let me be alone tonight.. cuz you cant change the way i am.. i &amp;lt;3 this song( not more than jenny tho)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;mm... i know who i wanna see today : /&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>brknbutterflies @ 2004-04-24T13:06:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-24T18:01:24Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-24T18:01:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">last night was so much fun. battle of the bands at hoffman- there were some amazing bands. umm.. Lucas's band did really good for their first "show" ever. they will be good. why is carter so amazing with mucisa? the world may never know. even tho lucs band didnt place, i am still proud of them. despite popular belief is good. they didnt win tho.. i found that strange. after words... we all went to wendys. ummm... that wasnt fun fun. poor anita picked up after the boys because they were acting like FAGS. then we al went to lucs and then to ihop. but i came home because i didnt wanna go to ihop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to go to mikes but marc never called. i wanted to go but i had an amazing night anyway.</content>
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    <title>brknbutterflies @ 2004-04-23T15:48:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-23T20:49:03Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-23T20:49:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">navy peir was fun. a lot better than school. i got starred down by some black girl because her "crew" had an umbrella and it was so nice out today downtown. -- and stupid me says to shannon "is it raining??"-- i think the girl thought i was making fun of her.. but i really didnt mean to offend her. ummm... so i'm faing every single one of my classes now. i feel like a huge dumbass. i was just telling shannon about this too. shit. my mom said if my grades drop in anyother class that i'm fucked and i wont have a life anymore. so she came home bitching and now i can only go out 3 days a week. so i guess thats fair cuz i was out everyday this week and alost every night last week. so i'm gonna go out fridays and saturdays and jus one day a week after school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight = battle of the bands at hoffman.</content>
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    <title>turners class-- always fun?</title>
    <published>2004-04-22T13:18:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-22T13:18:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>mmm.. the sound of my fingers typing this entry</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well... i'm in first period. tomorrow is friday. i have a field trip to some photo place and to navy peir. i hope it is fun. whatever-- its better than school.when i woke up today i felt like death.(sick) i wasnt going to come to school, but my mom made me because i wont be here tomrorow. i really dont feel like going to english or math today, but now the teachers take attendence through the computer, instead of filling in dots on a scantron and placing them outside the door.- you know that this means. it sucks.-damn computer attendence- anyways. i am going shopping with my mom today. i guess i'm excited? uhhh. theres four minutes left in this period. i hope i make it through the day?</content>
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    <title>brknbutterflies @ 2004-04-21T19:57:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-22T00:56:37Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;today was okay. my mom found out i'm failing physi and math. i dont understand. i did so well last quarter. she doesnt care. so whatever. i dont care either. i'm nto grounded or anything and i still have full privlages. me min n tara went to the baseball games. sophmore lst to hoffman. i dont know how that happend. i saw kevin lee my favorite asain! i made an acoustic song about him on the guitar at lucas's some time ago.&amp;nbsp; then we went to varsity and saw mike pitch. then back to shs for soccer. then home.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-finally over something that should have been let go of a long time ago-&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;mmm...&amp;lt;3 take me.. i'm all yours.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;i like a boy. : )&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>brknbutterflies @ 2004-04-20T17:43:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-20T22:51:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-20T22:57:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;today was okay. nothing really went on that anyone of you wanna hear. ummm... just the usual i guess?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;----finally i can truthfully say--&amp;gt; it rained today, but i felt &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt; for-you-&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;tomorrow = baseball game against hoffman. minow and i will be appearing at both so dont you fret. i think its gonna be cold tho.that'll suck.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i have decided that i am cutting my hair like an inch or maybe a lil bit more. it doesnt sound like a lot but you'll notice it?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;my dieta starts mannana.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i had a dream last night. you know one of those dreams where you are sleeping but you are about to wake up. we were all at some cheerleading meeting. and everyone was picking up their uniform. and i was just standing there. and eventually everyone had gone home, but&amp;nbsp; was i still standing there. and i went up to mrs.ardell and i asked her where my uniform was and she said sumthing like... you dont belong here anymore... and i started crying. but in reality i was crying too and it woke me up. and when i woke up i had tears rolling down my face. i find it strange that i started crying over it because i honestly dont care that much anymore while i'm awake?&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;333you always seem to make my day&amp;lt;333&lt;/p&gt;

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    <title>brknbutterflies @ 2004-04-19T19:33:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-20T00:45:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-20T00:45:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;mmm..... my interveiw at barrington went amazingly. i cant wait til its all warm and sunny and i'm sitting on my latter blowin my whistle in my girl speado. it wasnt really an average interveiw. we talked about jennifer green! and about how i shouldnt feel bad about cheerleading because it was a waste of 2 years? whatever, thats a joke. uhhh... today at school was okay. the average - i missed you- really not much to say about that. i think i may cut my hair again, i dont know tho, because sometimes i have the urge to grow it back to really long, but then i make hair appointments and i cut it short again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;----&amp;gt; comment&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;for my future..&lt;/strong&gt; do you like it better long or short? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;mmm...&amp;nbsp; i dont have anything else to tell everyone. today was perfect? i love perfect days where&amp;nbsp;i come home and do absolutly nothing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*you'll say the world has come between us. our lives have come between us.stop acting like you dont care*&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>brknbutterflies @ 2004-04-18T22:28:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-19T03:19:10Z</published>
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    <content type="html">okay everyone. comment for my future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barrington park distict or bed bath and beyond?</content>
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    <title>sunday.. tomorrow is monday!</title>
    <published>2004-04-18T22:10:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-18T22:11:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>brian adams - summer of 69</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;mmm... its sunday. there are so many weeks until summer still. ugh. so saturday... i didnt do much of anything during the day. um..... jenny n i went to mikes at about 7:15ish. we were only there for like an hour or so. joe and todd were there. i almost got hit in the face with&amp;nbsp;a football.. it scared the shit out of me &lt;strong&gt;(not literally)&lt;/strong&gt;. uhh then they went to some party but jenny n i didnt wanna go. mike almost fell out of my window. i was going like 80 and i swear he almost fell out it scared me. i dont wanna be responsible for killing the starting quarterback at hoffman. then on thee way home to my house jen n i ran into brian n bj n sarah kim n rebora. uhh... then i proceeded home. jenny n i went to blockbuster and got the &lt;strong&gt;grossest &lt;/strong&gt;movie ever. it was so scary.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today-&lt;/strong&gt; i got a call from barrington park district.. i have an interveiw tomorrow at 4:30 after school. and after that i have one at bed bath and beyond. i dont know where i wanna work yet, but marco said i should work at bed bath and beyond so i figured i'd go turn in my application that i have had for about 2 months now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i thought this weekend would suck. but it didnt.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;3 everything seems to be going perfectly : )&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>brknbutterflies @ 2004-04-17T12:34:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-17T17:46:32Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i'm not dwelling over cheerleading anymore. basically none of us made it so i'm not alone at allll. last night was fun. i went to benihanna's with anna kelly danielle kim mela n katie. it was so amazing the way they through those things.haha. after that i came home and cried a little because i cried all day. then i went to jennys. todd was there. ummm... we really didnt do much of anything. i think i laughed the whole time because todd has that effect on people sometimes. ---sighh---&lt;/p&gt;
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