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  <updated>2006-06-04T20:01:42Z</updated>
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    <title>jacquelenex0 @ 2006-06-04T16:01:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-04T20:01:42Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I went to prom.  It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I graduated from high school.  It was lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I leave for beach week.  It will be memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loving life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the same for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;i&gt;!!!!&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jacquelenex0:20561</id>
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    <title>jacquelenex0 @ 2005-08-07T19:51:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-07T23:59:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-07T23:59:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Any boy who brings you breakfast in bed at 2:30 in the afternoon [which consists of grilled cheese &amp; left over macaroni salad] just to make you smile, is incredible.  &amp; you should keep him for as long as you possibly can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if he can't join you at the aquarium because he has to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on saving this one.  If it is the last thing I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;345.</content>
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    <title>jacquelenex0 @ 2005-02-09T16:11:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-09T21:06:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-09T21:06:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Attention world:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not in any way shape or form, want to plan &amp; scheme to ruin anyones prom night. And thanks, for immediately blaming me, when in fact I KNOW who is plotting this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about you, and sure as hell have better things to worry about then how I could make you unhappy, or miserable. I am over everything that has to do with you &amp; your clever antics, and plan to keep it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't flatter yourself, sweet heart. My world still thankfully turns without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sorry to hear yours, does not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me out of your life, and I'll gladly keep you out of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, and if you have anything to say, be sure to bring it to my attention at school or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thaaaanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! and could you stop telling people I only speak to them because I want to piss you off? You couldn't be more incorrect.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jacquelenex0:3033</id>
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    <title>Ventinnnngggg.</title>
    <published>2005-02-04T02:34:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-04T02:34:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>&lt;B&gt;X's &amp; O's.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;lt; gayness&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy's dinner party went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am.  Questioning my role in your life.  I don't get you.  Why are you not like every other guy I've met before?  I mean honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls bitch &amp; complain, about how they hate guys like that.  Well, I found one who isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I simply don't know how to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dasiduhsadhasdas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I make these problems so much larger then they need to be?  I mean, honestly.  I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I question things far too much.  Even when I know I shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay.  I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt; / gayness&amp;gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jacquelenex0:2608</id>
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    <title>This is all I wanted.</title>
    <published>2005-02-01T21:04:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-01T21:04:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>&lt;B&gt;Ben Folds Five</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm not going to lie.  It pisses me off a lot that you told him.  I'm not mad at you.  I just don't feel it was his business.  At all.  &amp; for him to just say something so rude, so casually.  It made me feel so uncomfortable.  Might as well post it as a public service announcement with the way he just yelled it out there.  I felt so exposed, oddly enough.  It makes me really question who I talk to, &amp; who I think I trust.  Not that I don't trust you.  I just don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave comments.  I'm not angry, &amp; don't want apologies about this.  Talk to me, if anything.  I don't see a need to, considering I already spoke to you about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just venting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I hate valentines day &amp; loathe that it is less then 2 weeks away.  &amp; on a Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Where the hell is my boyfriend?</content>
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    <title>And you watch me fall like New York in an earthquake.</title>
    <published>2005-01-21T15:08:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-21T15:08:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>&lt;B&gt;Senses Fail</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;New livejournal.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment first, and add me.  Chances are I'll add you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;</content>
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