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  <title>erin weaves.</title>
  <subtitle>erin weaves.</subtitle>
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    <name>erin weaves.</name>
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  <updated>2008-07-23T04:41:51Z</updated>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-07-22T20:22:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-23T04:39:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-23T04:41:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I can't even begin to explain how much this hurts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should cry or laugh, keep the conversation going or stop replying.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;"im sorry ur losing ur best friend"&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry you have no idea what you're talking about. Nice try, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next years going to be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar's coming. I'm really excited. And really bummed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Excited because I haven't seen her in five years. Bummed because after a week, she's gone again. And I don't get to see her that much while she's here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note. Vacation was amazing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I would go into detail, but they wouldn't be very good right now, I'm too blah-ie to tell. So, tomorrow, or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to momma makes things a little better.&lt;br /&gt;Not much though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:aquadet:30318</id>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-07-09T08:46:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-09T15:47:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-09T15:47:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;.........Unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently he wasn't perfect.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-07-07T20:55:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-08T04:42:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-08T04:42:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;There is nothing wrong with him.....&lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt;. He's amazingly perfect, and he makes me smile a lot. :)&lt;br /&gt;And, note to self, red hearts and yellow glitter don't work well together. The yellow glitter doesn't show up on the red hearts. But it still looks okay, I guess. Now I just have to figure out what kind of paper I'm putting the hearts onto, and what I'm going to write on the paper. But I have till Friday/Saturday. So we're good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. I can't even begin to explain the past couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-28T13:46:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-28T21:38:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-28T21:38:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I feel like I owe her a huge apology for everything I've ever done. I feel like I owe a lot of people apologies, though...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I wasn't what you thought I was. I'm sorry I only talk to you when I feel like it. I'm sorry that I make promises I know I can't keep. I'm sorry that I replaced you so quickly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;But I should probably start thanking people too.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for still loving me. Thank you for being so supportive. Thank you for never forgetting me. Thank you for always being there. Thank you for being so amazing, all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. I think we need to learn cool stuff in dance. I'm so over doing the same thing week to week. Although I only go once more before cruise. Unless we don't go to the fair thursday, then I go twice. But here's hoping I don't have to go.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss DAN!. That kid could always make me laugh.....when he wasn't trying to hold off my air supply with a pillow. But still. He's an awesome kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad I have until tomorrow to submit the assignment for child development. I have no clue what I'm supposed to do, so it shall be fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to shower. I'm all grubby.&lt;br /&gt;.....And I need to take a quiz, and do my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;Funnnn dayyyyy.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-26T23:00:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-27T06:20:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-27T06:20:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I ran a red light. But it wasn't a red, red light. It was a turning yellow then red as i'm entering the intersection kind of red light......making it total legal. Or so I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ballet kicked my ass tonight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's hoping that this whole "I'm coming to see you in July" thing is for real this time. And not like the other six times. I need to see her more than ever right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope his grandpa is okay.....And by okay I mean doesn't die tonight.&amp;nbsp;I told him to call me if anything happens.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "body sticker" rubbed off in a matter of an hour. So disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are they wife beaters or white beaters?! I've always known them as wife beaters, but someone tried to&amp;nbsp;tell me that they are white beaters. I'm still convinced they are wife beaters....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Goodnight?&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-26T09:05:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-26T16:26:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-26T16:26:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Waking up at nine crying is awesome. Its actually kind of impressive. I didn't know I could cry this much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I actually make a decision for myself, no one is happy with it. When I don't make my own decisions, no one is happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;...........Seriously?!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired....of everything. I want to sleep. For days. Actually, weeks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to drive or go to ballet tonight.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-24T13:35:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-24T21:20:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-24T21:20:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ew. Who eats fruit in salad?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So my friend's family is amazing and changed the dates she's coming so we have our hangout timeeee!!! Nine days straight :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hm. I really have nothing cool to say. Except for the fact my girllll is coming in a month! hahah :)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-23T22:54:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-24T06:04:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-24T06:04:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Hi, I'm erin and I fail at being an awesome friend.&lt;br /&gt;And too much kool-aid makes my tummy hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that I love sitting by this one kid in driving. He makes me laugh so much. Even though we were supposed to be studying for the mid-term for wednesayyyy..&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. I want to sleeeeep.....and not have to think about things.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-23T00:37:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-23T07:49:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-23T07:49:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I probably shouldn't have these thoughts already. Actually, there's no probably, &lt;em&gt;I shouldn't have these thoughts already&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ears got sunburned. Seriously?! My ears. SO painful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a shooting star earlier! It made my night! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm [once again] writing sister's letter. Except this time I think its for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired, but not ready to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-22T16:02:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-22T23:16:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-22T23:16:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I better be tan after all this! I have horrible sunburns. Or at least they feel horrible. I feel like I have sun poisioning again. Except its not as bad as it has been before.&amp;nbsp;I feel like I'm going to throw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT THE COW BACK ON MY CAR KEYS! I'm so freaking excited!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I drove cortnie home todayyyy.&amp;nbsp;She definitely&amp;nbsp;fails at&amp;nbsp;making sure we have good music. Good thing there was a cd in the caaaaar :)&lt;br /&gt;But don't worry,&amp;nbsp;I still love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I'm erin and I'm &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; tired.&amp;nbsp;But I definitely had so much fun yesterday. :)</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-21T09:09:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-21T16:19:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-21T16:19:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;We got coffee yesterday. It was "just like old times". And it really was, complete with guilt and everything. I miss hockey games every wednesday. Never going to see one again, I've been replaced. ha, awesome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with flowers next to me. I was so happy. Still am, actually :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body is killing me from ballet the other night :/ lame.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I actually get a tan today. He doesn't have to work :) I'm &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; excited! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the bracelet my besttt frienddd made me in sixth grade! So i'm totally rockin that :) Plus she sent me this amazingly wonderful email. Definitely made me cryyyyy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, dar :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the beach todayyyyy. Its for a bonfire tonight, but i've decided to make cortnie have a beach day with me, since its the firsttt alll summer! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....and thats it :)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-21T01:28:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-21T08:42:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-21T08:42:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;My room smells like flowers. Its amazing :)&lt;br /&gt;.....Actually, he's amazing.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-19T20:55:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-20T05:14:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-20T05:14:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;He made my day. All with "hey, come outside". I smiled for a good twenty minutes. Actually, thats a lie. I smiled until ballet started, and I got bitched at because I can't suck in my stomach, apparently. But overall, he makes me happy. :) End of story.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and we're having a movie night (or day?) soon. I'm excited :) Soon being Sunday. Because "since I get to see you saturday and monday. do you want to try sunday?". Of course! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom refuses to buy me the Aquabomber Sweatpants I'm in love with. Hahahahah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have a good enough reason to get them, except for the fact that they glow in the dark and have a "nifty matching Aquabomber hooded sweashirt". Awesome, I know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs are dead. I decided that I hate ballet.&amp;nbsp;So really, I only hate it for tonight. The lady who was teaching it tonight sucked, anyways. We did jumps. Or leaps or whatever. They sucked too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate when my brother works nights only because I have nothing to do the next day, because he sleeps his life away. Actually, only till like, noon. But still.&amp;nbsp;I want to go swimming tomorrow. Its a good excuse to get a real tan. Not the fake orange looking one that I currently have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was fun. Coffee is always good. Except I didn't even get coffee, I rocked the tea thing. But it was still good. And looking over the city is amazing. If only I were with someone else. Not that he's not good company, I just wanted someone else :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So someone told me that drinking too much water can kill you. I'm not sure if its true or not. And whats considered too much? Aren't you supposed to drink like, nine cups a day anyways. Is that too much? And what about water in food, does that count?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I randomly thought about that....haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like it should be a lot later then what it feels like. And I can never tell if its then or than. Or does it even matter?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee tomorrow. I'm so nervous.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-19T12:00:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-19T19:35:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-19T19:35:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;.....And it happens again. Just as I'm happy and things are working out. Awesomeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning has been horrible. Everything about it has sucked. It needs to be saturday already. I want to go to the beach, bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely don't want to go out today. Too bad its too late to say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is sleep. And eat. Ice cream.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-18T10:50:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-18T19:02:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-18T21:46:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;"For the very first time with you my heart melted into the ground"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we have this "sunless tanning lotion" stuff that I should probably use. I'm wayyy to white. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beeeeeach Saturdayyyy. I'm so excited. Heyheyhey. Maybe I'll be tan by then! hahahah&lt;br /&gt;Cortnie's picture thing Monday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why people can't actually type words out. Like, "you" and "be".&amp;nbsp;And..&lt;br /&gt;...Okay, I'm done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have dance tomorrow. I love it, so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to say, but I don't know how to say it :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-17T22:11:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-18T05:36:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-18T05:39:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Glow sticks kick ass. Getting lost at night (and&amp;nbsp;during the day)&amp;nbsp;is fun. Double hugs make me smile, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;....Tonight has been awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-16T10:59:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-16T18:18:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-16T18:22:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;We talked for three hours last night. Actually, it was more than three hours. From 11:15 to 3 aaaaammmmm.&lt;br /&gt;.....It was amazing. I think I smiled the entire time, too.&lt;br /&gt;We've decided we're "doing lunch" either tomorrow or thursdayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm getting coffee with&amp;nbsp;Kevin&amp;nbsp;either tomorrow or wednesdayyyy. Apparently there is this cute little coffee place up by SDSU that we're going to check out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm........nothing else fun is happening.....Oh, well, except lunch today. And behind the wheel, but thats not really fun. And class, but thats definitely not fun. Cortnie's finally spending the night. Thats fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to sleep, finally, at three thirty and my awesome neighbor decides to cut down stuff with loud things at eight thirty. In the morning. Right by my room. I'm so tired.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, I slightly hate my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....Okay, not at all. :)&lt;/p&gt;Oh, and note to self....taking a&amp;nbsp;quiz at 11:50 when its due at 11:55 means you're going to fail. No matter how quickly you look stuff up. Awesomeeeee. :/</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-15T16:09:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-15T23:28:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-15T23:28:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I finally threw away alll my school work. And I say finally like its been months. Its really only been what, a week? Not that long.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I also &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; started throwing away those notes. Not all at once,&amp;nbsp;though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;....I'm sorry, &lt;strong&gt;but it's something I have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I shouldn't have to feel this guilty because I don't tell you things anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;......Ohhh but I do. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have wayyy tooo much to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......But on a&amp;nbsp;positive note, I'm going to the movies tonight. :)&lt;br /&gt;And lunch tomorrow! And another behind the wheel. And class (okay, thats not positive, buuut...). And my sistah is spending the niiiight, finally. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh....I'm hungry.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-15T09:40:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-15T16:53:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-15T16:54:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I love how my family doesn't do the whole father's day stuff. Its just like any other sunday, but with cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Report card was a huge disappointment yesterday. I'm not ready to show my brother that one today. I guess I just don't want to hear all the horrible things he's going to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sick. Not because of the report card, but just.....feeling sick? I don't know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to find a monologue because I don't really want to be in advanced. Like, I want to, but I don't want to....Its hard to explain. But after everything,&amp;nbsp;I would just feel stupid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom thinks I should take one through seven next year. "Just so you'll have two easy A's. You're going to need them". So apparently I need to TA a first period class, then advanced theatre seventh and have every other class in between. We have to go in to talk to my counselor, anyways. Hey there, honors physics. And honors algebra two. But that will be easy....hopefully.&amp;nbsp;All because I need my GPA to be weighted. Awesomeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like a bum today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-13T22:31:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-14T05:59:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-14T05:59:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Typically I would've hated babysitting for six hours, but surprisingly I didn't mind it. I missed those kids so much, they always seem to make me smile. And Matthew is just insanely adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALK TOMORROW?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I probably shouldn't get this excited for something that has a good possibility of not happening.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;.........But I am. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss sleeping. I haven't&amp;nbsp;in forever.&lt;br /&gt;You know what else I miss....MYYYY SISTERRRR!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't make promises that I know I can't keep. Like today. "Yeah, I'll definitely come to your graduation party. I promise." And did I go.... No, of course not. "Don't worry mom, I'll get a B in bio. I promise." Hi there, C+. "I promise I'll clean my room before saturday, no worries." Good thing its still a mess, and will stay that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always not tired at the wrong time. Like now. I could be sleeping. Actually, I should be sleeping. I have to get up early, again, tomorrow. Supposed to go on a walk with cutie boy wayyy early. And I swear I'll kill him if he decided to once again bail out on me. I have so much to do tomorrow...or at least I feel like I do. I really don't have anything to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my last day to decide on soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom wanted me to drive to grossmont mall today. Didn't happen. I don't like driving that much. I got my tights though! I ripped mine last night. Actually, my ring ripped them when I was putting them on, and I had no choice but to wear them. So I did the all black thing. But we got white and pink ones this time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really long....so I think I'm finished just talking about pointless stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-12T21:51:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-13T05:06:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-13T05:06:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I've had too much time to think lately. And its never good thinking, always negative.&lt;br /&gt;I pretty much gave up all hope with River Valley. They aren't going to call. And even if they do, I'm over trying to now convince mom of letting me switch.&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;I only have to make it two more years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up not going to the beach today. Hi, disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;But we did just hang out....which was fun, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ballet kicked my ass. But I love it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babysitting tomorrow :/ Shouldn't be for very long, hopefully. How long do funerals last, anyways?&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully if I don't have to stay there very long, I can go to a grad party.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Teresa's party is Saturday. I'm excited. I don't know what to do with my hair though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already missed like, three assignments in my child development class. Oh, plus a quiz.&lt;br /&gt;I might as well just drop the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove for almost an hour and a half today. It was okay. I just wish they would understand my hate for night driving and not make me do it alll the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-11T23:43:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-12T08:20:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-12T08:20:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;"but no worries whats done is done we can only move forward because tommrow is a new day"&lt;br /&gt;The strength that girl&amp;nbsp;has is unbelievable. After all she's been through, to have that positive of an outlook on life is just so amazing. I admire her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my sister's letter?&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least at one:ten a.m. I think I did.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure the next time I look at it, I'll end up re-writing it again. Ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably think about sleep now.....&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-11T16:05:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-12T00:25:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-12T00:25:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I don't want to fall asleep tonight. I want to go somewhere. Like, to a place where nothing matters. Nothing holding me back, nothing bringing me down. Someplace calm.&lt;br /&gt;.....Hm. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEACHHHH TOMORROW?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I hope so!&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaand dance tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, maybe tomorrow will be a good day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday is another grad party. I'm so excited. Cortnie's spending the night after. And we're dates to the partyyy. Hahah :) I love her, &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; much!! You have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;Next Saturdayyy is a bon fire at the beach. First one of the summer. :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to drive to the cleaners tomorrow. Definitely not excited, but I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept till eleven today. Yeah, erin! :)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-09T17:32:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-10T00:46:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-10T00:46:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;This&lt;em&gt; isn't&lt;/em&gt; supposed to happen.&lt;br /&gt;No. No. No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look high from all the crying today. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ew. Driving.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aquadet @ 2008-06-08T15:43:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-08T23:11:07Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Today has definitely been a crying day. Allll day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just as I finally stop crying, the awesome text: "I found the notebook"&lt;br /&gt;Superrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found an amazing dress today. It was perfect. Even mom loved it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;......Then she decided to be bitchy. Thanks, mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting coffee Tuesday?&lt;br /&gt;Going to Phoebe's today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knowsss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I got ballet shoes today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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