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  <title>would you boys like to ride my elevator?</title>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:citridure:50152</id>
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    <title>you've been hit by, you've been struck by a smooth criminal</title>
    <published>2005-12-08T23:23:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-09T02:56:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Michael Jackson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;It's snowing. I hate snow. I love days off school. It was really neat to leave half an hour early today to ensure that we made it home safely. If I got any day off school, I would need for it to be tomorrow. I have three tests. Ouch&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I figured that I'd be like the last one to still have a journal. It doesn't matter to me. I've been keeping journals for years now. I could switch back to a notebook...hmm. That'd be cool. Yea. Last LJ entry! Unless I come back. I don't know if I will like a journal-journal more.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was insaaaane in chem yesterday. Mrs. Campbell left the room to ask a question, so I hid behind the door when she came back. She was like "Where's Jenn?" I&amp;nbsp;jumped out from behind the door and fell on the ground laughing. It was the most "juvenile" thing ever, but I don't care. It was hilarious.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This reminds me of me. I remember always saying "I'll read your journal but you can't read mine." Wow. I had a private LJ, but then I had to get a new one and I made it unprivate because I stopped caring. lol, then! I put a link in my profile. Jeez&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today we had a liturgy. Eww. But! Afterwards, there were some leftover hosts. Those have to be eaten. I walked over to get my bookbag and saw them. I grabbed one and ate it, then realized that they were good today. I grabbed this big handful and ate them on the way back to the main buildings. Everyone was like "what the hell are you doing!" It was great. I think I had like 40 of them
&lt;p&gt;The hole that was in my wall has been fixed and painted over. Can't even tell where it was.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;No wonder I'm getting rid of this! I can't make fun of people who have access to my journal without lying and saying I'm kidding. Or I make private entries. I don't want any self-incrimination stuff going on in my journal. I'm not stupid, why would I try to get myself in trouble?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am still tired. I don't understand this. I go to bed at like nine or ten. When I get home from school I nap or read. I love to read again. I asked for a bunch of books for x-mas. I can't believe x-mas is coming up already. I don't have enough money to buy presents.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh! We are having a not-so-secret Secret Santa on my dad's side of the family. There's a list that says who everyone has. I have my uncle Ed's bitch girlfriend Margie. Margie's retarded daughter has me. I'm going to end up getting...a punch in the face. She's attacked me with a ball.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Last entries are difficult! I keep thinking about things that have happened and how I've reacted. And it makes me sorry. I don't know why I'm mean or hurt people. &lt;br&gt;For example, my mom was telling me that this customer service guy was being mean to her and I was like "I would've punched this guy in the face!" I guess I just don't like when people are mean to me or others. Weird how that works. Man, I hate when people fuck with my mom like that. She's the greatest person ever, and one day I hope to be just like her.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"donezo!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>i've seen all good people turn their heads each day so satisfied</title>
    <published>2005-12-03T16:14:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-03T20:00:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Yes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;The school week was all right. They had auditions for &lt;u&gt;Little Women&lt;/u&gt;, the freshman-sophomore play. A lot of people auditioned but there are like no good parts. Craaazy. Kelsey Mills got Jo! I'm so happy for her&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My dad and I put air in my tires yesterday after school. Wow, they really needed it. I think he was glad that I said something about my car steering weird. It's a lot better now&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Leesh and I went to my grandma's to put up her x-mas tree. She made us dinner first. Mmm. I was ready to go after that. Haha. Yea, so we put up the tree. My dad says she really likes when we go to her house. She kept talking to us. I love my grandma, but I wanted to get home so I could do something. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Apparently, my grandma joined this "Red Hat Society." Everyone wears red hats and purple dresses. She showed us pictures and she let me wear her red hat. Damn, did I look sexy. lmao, her group is called the "Crimson Belles." Grandmas are so cute.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Finally I did get home at like ten. I didn't feel like inviting myself to what Sam was doing. It took an hour before Mary got my text. She called me at eleven and I was half-asleep. I didn't realize I answered my phone. It was weird...but it was pointless for me to go out. Then I fell asleep.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I didn't/don't have work today! I slept in and went to Panera. I'm tired again though. All I want to do is sleep lately.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hahaha. Yesterday, Kathleen and I noticed this white plastic reindeer under a truck. We were like "let's steal it" but I figured she'd say she wants to but not really do it. On my way home from the bank, it was still there so I put it in my trunk. This reindeer is sweet! It has lights all over it. Bwahaha. Reindeer.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>say anything, but say what you mean</title>
    <published>2005-11-26T23:10:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-26T23:20:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mae</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Last night was victory dance. I looked very hot. My sister made my hair very sexy and I loved my shoes and my dress.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We went to Friday's first. I wasn't feeling very social and it was lame. We got to the dance and I stood there like ennh. I followed Melissa and Jamie around until I saw Stephen and Ben. They like to dance! I was dancing with them for the most part. Brian M said Ben and I were crazy. We definitely were&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Overall the dance was pretty fun. Mike got lost on the way home, but it was lucky that I knew where we were.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today on the way to work there were two deer on Columbia Parkway running around! I was like "holy shit" and was late for work. It was so neat&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I've felt like I've been very annoying lately. Jamie says I'm just paranoid. But Sam doesn't seem to want to hang out with me anymore or talk to me. He cuts people out when he's annoyed. I know I'm paranoid, but I don't want to be left with no best friend. I hope I'm not crazy&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>take a good hard look</title>
    <published>2005-11-24T18:49:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-24T18:49:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bayside</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Let's see. Thanksgiving vacation started Tuesday. After going to work (it was really busy), I went and saw &lt;em&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/em&gt; with the school friends. I was running late, so I ran into the theater and screamed "Lisa!!" What an entrance.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When I got home I started to watch &lt;u&gt;House&lt;/u&gt; and Mike called me. He asked me to that dance. Late notice, but I'm fine with that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Wednesday, I was going to go into work to help but I was told I wasn't needed. I went to the bank and got money. Mary, Allison, and I went to Northgate to buy me a dress! There was one we fell in love with, but they didn't have my size. I tried on a bunch of dresses and I was going to settle for a gold one. It was cute, but not on me. But! Mary and Allison wouldn't give up on the one we fell in love with. We found it, I looked amazing, and now I have it. Bwahaha.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I got some jewelry and found an old pair of shoes that match perfectly. I showed my mom my dress and she loved it. But I needed nail polish! So I reluctantly changed back into my Catch-22 shirt and jeans. I bought my nail polish and got some other stuff (like annoying orange nail polish to piss off the teachers. hahaha.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I got home and my mom was like "Did you go to Target with your shirt on inside-out and backwards?" Man, did I feel like a retard. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I went and saw &lt;em&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/em&gt; again with Mary and Allison. Daniel Radcliffe. Siiiigh :-D&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>our energy could light the sun</title>
    <published>2005-11-20T06:01:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-20T06:01:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Yellowcard</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Sam and I saw &lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire&lt;/strong&gt; at midnight oh one at Newport. It was a great movie! It didn't follow the plot exactly...but I got over some of it when Daniel Radcliffe didn't have a shirt on. Sam and I got lost on the way home, and I had to u-turn on a bridge.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I got lost to and from Colerain on Thursday morning to job shadowing too. It was boring. He was always busy and I just kinda sat there.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Friday night I didn't do much. I went to Skyline with my family minus Leesh. I went to Best Buy and put myself in debt by buying three CDs. If I have money, I spend it. I hate that. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I've been listening to music that I don't normally listen to lately. Like Yellowcard, The Killers, Maroon 5, All-American Rejects, etc. Probably because all week I watched music videos on MTV Hits. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I worked all day today, even though I could've left at any time. It was fun. Leesh and I wrote on Kenny's car. I cleaned it off. He was like watching me do it and told me I'd make a good housewife. Then he started getting creepy. Eek&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tonight Mary, Sam, and I met Melissa at Steak n Shake. I was...hyper. Then Sam and Melissa left. Mary and I watched &lt;em&gt;Cruel Intentions&lt;/em&gt; at her house. I really like that twisted movie. Haha&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow the &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Bengals&lt;/font&gt; play the Colts. I hope we win. Indy is undefeated. And I want to go to the playoffs. The Steelers need to stop winning.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>tie me up to the radiator</title>
    <published>2005-11-20T00:06:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-26T19:28:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Queen</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;When was the last time I did one of these, eh?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;font size="2"&gt;[A is for age:] 16 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;[B is for booze of choice:] I really like Bengalritas&lt;br&gt;[C is for career:] Student/Cashier&lt;br&gt;[D is for your dad's name:] Greg&lt;br&gt;[E is for essential items to bring to a party:] My phone&lt;br&gt;[F is for favorite song at the moment:] I don't think I have one. I really like "Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy" by Queen today&lt;br&gt;[G is for favorite game:] Scattergories, Apples to Apples, Catchphrase&lt;br&gt;[H is for hometown:] Cincinnati
&lt;br&gt;[I is for instruments you play:] lol none
&lt;br&gt;[J is for jam or jelly you like:] grape&lt;br&gt;[K is for kids?:] umm...later
&lt;br&gt;[M is for mom's name:] Laurie&lt;br&gt;[N is for name of your crush:] I don't have anyone to have a crush on. I'm quite obsessed with Daniel Radcliffe now though
&lt;br&gt;[O is for overnight hospital stays:] well when I was born and I don't know if I ever stayed overnight in the hospital when I had RSV&lt;br&gt;[P is for phobias:] not being able to breathe
&lt;br&gt;[Q is for quotes you like:] I am obsessed with quotes. In my profile, I have a quote by Freddie Mercury: "I like leather. I rather fancy myself as a black panther." What a flaming badass
&lt;br&gt;[R is for relationship that lasted the longest:] Alex and I went out for seven months. Haha
&lt;br&gt;[S is for sex:] female&lt;br&gt;[T is for time you wake up:] On school days, like 6:30 in the AM. On Saturdays, I wake up at 7:30 in the AM. On Sundays, I wake up by 11:00 in the AM
&lt;br&gt;[U is for underwear:] I'm wearing blue underwear and a pink bra...? Is this about how they don't match? Because blue and pink can go together.
&lt;br&gt;[V is for vegetables you love:] Asparagus! Potatoes! Spinach! And more!&lt;br&gt;[W is for weekend plans?:] Well, Thursday/Friday I saw HP4. Friday night I went to Skyline and Best Buy. Tonight I don't know.&lt;br&gt;[X is for x-rays you've had:] When I went to the Ears, Nose, and Throat doctor, he took an X-ray of my skull. Creeeepy&lt;br&gt;[Y is for yummy food you make:] Umm...sandwiches.&lt;br&gt;[Z is for zodiac sign:] Virgo&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>i see your face with every punch i take</title>
    <published>2005-11-16T21:19:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-16T21:19:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Yellowcard</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Monday and Tuesday I was in Milford for retreat. It was the best retreat I've ever been on, but it wasn't like great. It was fine. My favorite part was small groups because our leader was cool. I thought our leader, Brian, was gay...but turns out he's not. Weird. He got married like 2 weeks ago. Haha, he's been in jail. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway. It wasn't bad. Better than school. In our small group we had to write good things about eachother. I'm witty, deep, surprising, and hilarious....or something.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today I didn't have school. Sara Fletcher and Kelsey called me at like 8:45 this morning. I was pissed at first, but then I was fine with it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I got my license. My picture is horrible. I was pissed at my mom&amp;nbsp;and grandma for letting my eyes be small. We also got a new sticker for Viktor.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;lmao. So I tried to get out of job shadowing by writing down some random guy's name on the paper. Nope. Didn't get away with that. I fixed everything by being clever. I have to shadow him tomorrow though. It's weird though...last year I got away with not doing any community service. Oh well. I got myself out of a really bad position and I'm pretty proud of that. I had to like call people.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harry Potter -&lt;/em&gt; less than two days&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>how can i say i love you back? you never make me happy.</title>
    <published>2005-11-14T03:17:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-14T03:17:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Silverstein</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Last night I rented &lt;u&gt;Star Wars Episode III&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Clerks&lt;/em&gt;. I stayed home and watched &lt;u&gt;Star Wars&lt;/u&gt; until Mary drove over. We watched an episode of House and talked. Then I watched &lt;em&gt;Clerks&lt;/em&gt;. I was ticked that it was in black and white, because black and white movies make me sleepy. But it was pretty funny.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today I felt like a zombie. I watched &lt;strong&gt;Donnie Darko&lt;/strong&gt;. I cut things out of newspapers. When I drove to Duebber's for Diet Coke, I saw Conrad! I went inside and looked for Allison, but alas. No Allison. I hope Conrad is okay. He must be there for car problems.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As of late, I've been really close to making crazy decisions. For example, there's this girl in US History who always clicks her pen. She's a really nice girl, but her pen-clicking drives me mad. Everytime she does it I want to throw a book at her. The other day, I was driven mad and actually picked up my book, ready to throw it. I'm glad I stopped myself. It was weird. Like I wasn't thinking for a couple seconds. It reminds me of people I don't like and that I'd like to throw books at them ten times more because they are pieces of shit.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This weekend was lame, you pieces of shit.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have to go on retreat tomorrow and Tuesday. We're going to Milford or something. It should be pretty boring. I hate these spiritual things. We get in groups and people tell you the ways in which their lives suck. Great. Time for everyone to think I'm unsympathetic and uncaring, just because I'm not very good at comforting people.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>and i said    i don't    care    about time</title>
    <published>2005-11-12T22:41:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-12T22:41:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Chicago</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Everything is boring without the play. I've been watching movies after school to keep myself alive. I've watched &lt;u&gt;Baseketball&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Fight Club&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Moulin Rouge&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Cruel Intentions&lt;/u&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;Newsies&lt;/strong&gt; in four days. I had never seen &lt;u&gt;Baseketball&lt;/u&gt; nor &lt;u&gt;Cruel Intentions&lt;/u&gt;. They were both twisted and funny. Good movies.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I decided that I'd rather do homework and watch movies than sit online and wait for someone to say something interesting. Waste of my fucking time. I need more movies now though. I've watched my entire collection. I hate not having money! I want to buy more movies.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yesterday I went to the orthodontist. I got my retainer lol. I get my bottom braces off on 13/December. That's a Tuesday&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Last night I watched &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Italian Job&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; by myself. Everyone else was busy, I think. Anyway. &lt;em&gt;The Italian Job&lt;/em&gt; is overrated. It was good I guess, but not my favorite. It was...boring. Haha, boring "action" movie&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I watched &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;American History X&lt;/font&gt; today after work. I love that movie.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congratulations Mary! I'm so proud of you and your driving abilities!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>jeremy, beware of me</title>
    <published>2005-11-09T03:25:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-09T03:25:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Big D &amp; the Kids Table</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Alex and I broke up tonight. Something about us not talking? Yea, whatever. I saw it coming this time and I'm totally fine with it. The only thing I was kinda ehhh about was that he did it on the phone. But then I realized-hey, he had to do it sometime. As soon as possible, right? I was thinking about breaking up with him, but then I figured that I should let him, just in case. No offense to Alex, but I have wasted way too much of my life on going out with him then trying to get him back. It's over and I'm over it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I want to be a vegetarian and I think about not eating meat. Then I realize that it would suck and I don't want to be a vegetarian at all.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm starting to get this "I don't care" attitude. Yea. Okay&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I eat lunch in the theatre with everyone from SET now. I like it a lot. I love them. Maybe I'll like hang out with them sometime. That would be fun, unless it's not.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I just realized that my part in the play really fit me. I am nosy. People attack me. I like to cut body parts off people. Haha, seriously. I loved cutting up that paper doll. I love cutting up paper products. Scissors are fun&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>my my, this here anakin guy...</title>
    <published>2005-11-07T01:52:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-07T23:35:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Alice Cooper</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Wow, the play is already over! I have been waiting so long for this, but I'm actually kinda disappointed.&lt;strong&gt; I already miss everyone...or something&lt;/strong&gt; [Trisha=Mexican]. lmao. I had some fun with everyone! I really got to know a lot of people and I realize that I love everyone in SET. I really feel closer with the juniors. Even though I tell them I hate them, I love them so much. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yesterday evening was a mess. I dropped a lantern, laughed during a scene, decapitated a paper doll...and more. I went to Mary's, went home, went to Sloan's, went to Lauren's, slid in the rain twice (so fucking scary), and got lost. The prayer service was cute. Everyone was crying...except for me. Tommy is my fucking hero. What a pimp. Anyway, the seniors gave out the funniest awards. Mine was about me being hilarious and hating everyone even though I love them. It was complicated. I miss them so much!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh man, I&amp;nbsp;totally remembered Snafoos today. Was that what they were called? The cubes we had to make that were different colors. I loved those. I don't remember if I ever got them all though.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I locked my car keys in my trunk tonight. Jenn, you are a fucking genius.My car is at school in a staff member's assigned spot, meaning I have to move my car asap. That also means that I have to go to school tomorrow. I was totally going to skip and catch up on sleep/watch&amp;nbsp;movies all day. Miss Perrino had to take me home. And Tommy, because he's her cousin. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>oh what funny things i've seen</title>
    <published>2005-11-02T03:33:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-02T03:33:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Reel Big Fish</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Sunday was the beginning of Hell Week. The&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt; Bengals&lt;/font&gt; won! I watched &lt;u&gt;Donnie Darko&lt;/u&gt; (finally! I loved it),&amp;nbsp;bought six movies at Best Buy, and went to rehearsal.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mrs. Campbell's costume was not as good as last year's. But her "god-awful" green nail polish was fun. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Rehearsal can be really really fun, but then suddenly it gets boring. I hate that. I'm learning sign language! Ha, I'm not fast yet, but I'm getting better.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I stuffed all of my birthday balloons in my closet, right? Well, this one balloon came out of there the other day and started following me. I woke up, and there it was. I walked to my desk, it appeared five seconds later. It's been lingering at my desk all week. But tonight it moved from the ceiling to right over the keyboard. I was getting really mad at it! Leave me alone, balloon! It's not my fucking birthday!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;lol. I have been driving to school. I love the power. bwahaha. Eww, I have lots of homework. I definitely don't want to do it. Ugh. Time to go put my Vans on and be mean to everyone. lmao&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I've been in such a weird mood! It's like my "normal" mood, but it's weird this time. I don't even know! Hahaha. Ms. Arbona called me anti-social this morning. I definitely wasn't tonight!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh man it sucks when you hate people and you like tell them to go away and they think you're kidding. People do not take me seriously! I'm not always being serious, but it's so annoying when you say "go away" and then they're like "oh bailey you're so funny!!11" lololol&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>you're giving up on me</title>
    <published>2005-10-29T23:46:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-29T23:46:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Silverstein</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;My tshirt in chemistry turned out sweet! Even though it's a Nazi shirt. lmao. You had to be there!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Last night was a bit lame. Sam and I went to McDonald's and they didn't have the Monopoly pieces! Why else would we go there?! So we went to the Front Porch and played Mancala. Then we visited Mary and Allison and chilled at his house until Mary and Allison came to his house. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was cold and kinda boring. Oh well. Mike showed up after I left so I came back because he totally wasn't an ass last night! Alex showed up too. I don't think he wanted to&amp;nbsp;be there. You know what else? He never has his phone with him, or he doesn't answer it. Hmm.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I worked nine to six today because I'm poor and won't work next week at all. It was long. Siiiigh.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Halloween&lt;/font&gt; is in two days! A Monday though. I cannot wait for chemistry. Mrs. Campbell goes all out, and she said she dedicated a part of her costume to me. I bet it's nail polish. For some reason, all teachers hate my nail polish.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>you're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back</title>
    <published>2005-10-27T02:43:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-27T02:43:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>NOFX</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So this week has been pretty crazy. I've had rehearsal until eight and homework and a larger need for sleep and caffeine. Ooo. And cake. Any kind.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I started PE on Monday. She told us that we would have to run the mile the next day. Holy shit. Jenn cannot breathe when she runs! Turns out it's not just the breathing. My stomach acid feels like it needs to come up in my throat. It burned like hell. I don't think I've ever experienced a pain as severe as that. It hurt like all day. My mom had to bring me some meds, but they didn't even work well. I like wheezed when I coughed and laughed and more. Ugh, and my dad was a real butthead about it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Wow! Cool! Today we jogged half a mile. My stomach acid was just starting to calm down this morning, and then it builds back up and burns me again. So I'm still coughing and choking. I've had to avoid pop, because it makes it waaaay worse. Diet Coke. Ouch. That's difficult. I'm so tired. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So, in short, PE sucks. And I have sore muscles. Ick. I can't seriously be in this bad of shape.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We have "Mystery Monsters" in the play (they're like Secret Santas) and it's cool. I told this girl that I was her Mystery Monster (I'm not) and she believed me. I thought it was funny, because she's upset that she "knows" who has her. lolzzz. Jenn's a bitch! bwahaha&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm in a really good mood right now, but I wasn't when I just drove to get a tshirt. My mom made me mad. (All of the letters in that sentence started with M!) I always feel bad and I don't know why I do it in the first place. Why does it seem like a good idea at the time to totally be mean to my mom? No idea. I guess I should apologize.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In chemistry we're making chromatography tshirts! Sweet, eh? Yup. They'll be awesome.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was supposed to find someone to Job Shadow by tomorrow. I didn't remember until nine oclock in the PM. Whoops. Leesh called some people and I'm going to make it up. When do I seriously do this stuff though?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I decided today that Wednesday is not Hump Day. So&amp;nbsp;maybe it's the middle of the week. Whatever. Getting over the hump is the relief of the week almost being over, right? It's not almost over if it's halfway over. And it's a big relief when you know the next day is Friday. I therefore declare that Thursday is Hump Day. And! Monday should be the first day of the week. Thursday would fall as the middle, and then you have your Friday and weekend. I thought of this this morning, so it sounds right in my head. Happy Hump Day Eve!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>your voice gets louder every week, every week</title>
    <published>2005-10-23T17:19:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-23T17:19:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Weezer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I drove around a lot yesterday. I eventually had to get gas. I was really poor though. I had just gone to Target. I was using like quarters and shit, but this guy came up and traded me quarters for a ten. Cool! But then some creepy guy kept looking at me smiling and said "Hey. How's it going?" and winked. I was scared.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sam, Mary, Allison, and I went to Bigg's and bought pumpkins! Then we went to Frisch's and ate food then went to a park. We carved our pumpkins and had fun doing so.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you Sam. bffaeaeae&amp;nbsp;:-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Thank you&amp;nbsp;Alex&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note to self&lt;/u&gt;: Grilled cheese isn't good.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>strangers aren't so strange to me. i've known them all my life</title>
    <published>2005-10-20T18:27:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-20T18:27:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Forces of Evil</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Watch out now!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;I passed my driving test today! Hahaha. Eighty-six on maneuverability (ha) and one hundred on the driving around part. I drove a lot today. I went to Duebber's by myself like three times, and then I took Leesh with me to UDF for gas and pancake mix.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;"Oh shit. I think I just ruined the pancakes."&lt;br&gt;"Jenn, you fucking ruined the pancakes?! Now what the fuck are we gonna eat?"&lt;br&gt;--lmao.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I love the play. Last night we went to Buca's for cast bonding and it was great. I love almost everyone in it. They are super&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Exams-&lt;br&gt;Spanish Four: simple, finished &lt;em&gt;Two for the Dough&lt;/em&gt; after it&lt;br&gt;Morality: no exam, just a discussion about sex and what our parents said when we interviewed them. I got extra credit for interviewing a guy my age. Thanks Sam!&lt;br&gt;A.P. Chemistry: Multiple choice were pretty easy, but the free response killed me. Ouch. It hurts to be dead, forever and ever&lt;br&gt;U.S. History: open-notes test. It was easy, but I forgot one of my pages. Only screwed me on one question&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I love four day weekends! w00t!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>hit the lights so i can see!</title>
    <published>2005-10-16T04:17:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-16T04:17:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Guttermouth</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Mary likes Twix.&lt;br&gt;...i know what you're thinking&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Where are my top braces?!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ha. So today we had to build the set for the play and clean up. It's fun being an upperclassman. "Hey freshman, vacuum the seats!" Bwahaha. It was almost a hoot&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I went home and had a nap. Naps are awesome. Sleep in general is awesome&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I went to Allison's. Mary was there. We watched television and chilled. Pretty cool. lmao, I got home before my brother...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My dad got me a watch I'll never wear and a Bengals bracelet thing for Sweetest Day. Thanks Dad. Except not, because you told me to walk to Allison's when I clearly need nighttime driving hours.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>i know because i've been there before</title>
    <published>2005-10-14T00:00:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-14T03:53:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Catch 22</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I have this history scrapbook due tomorrow. I was supposed to go to a historic place in Cincinnati and take pictures, write about it, etc. Yesterday I drove to Shawnee Lookout (lol I was assigned this project a month ago). Before that my dad and I went to William Henry Harrison's tomb because we felt like it. In the guestbook, there were names like Luke Skywalker and George Jetson. Funny&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I hadn't been to Shawnee Lookout in years! That place is kinda cool. There's an awesome view of the river. I got my pictures back today. They were on the camera that I had at Hilton Head. I took like&amp;nbsp;two pictures there.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I had rehearsal today. I also did yesterday, but I didn't know it. I've missed like four rehearsals because I'm sweet and don't realize I'm supposed to go. I noticed how...cool the play is. I really like Teresa as Annie. She's so cool. The play is awesome. You should see it!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I walked in my room when I got home and yelled "Holy crap!" My hole in my wall is gone! Right underneath where the hole was, there were Pokemon cards that I missed when I got the "big" stack out. lol.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kelsey made me proud today despite the fact that she's definitely a scooper. I'm glad she made the right decision!! :-D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow: top&amp;nbsp;braces are coming off!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>some people wanna fill the world with silly love songs</title>
    <published>2005-10-12T00:49:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-12T00:49:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Save Ferris</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Yesterday was Monday. Let's start there. School was fine. I was really stressing at first. I forgot my clothes for play pictures and I forgot my cell phone. But everything turned out well.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I went to bed last night at like nine thirty. I woke up at one in the AM needing Chapstick and something to drink. I grabbed an expired Diet Coke, drank it in like two minutes, and fell back asleep. That really messed me up when I woke up at six thirty.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today was shit! But I am in a super mood. Everyone was pretty much lame. I decided that it would be in my best interests to no longer tie my shoes. Bobbie thinks that it's a good way to stick it to the man.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh! In morality yesterday Chad came in talked to us about...&lt;em&gt;sex&lt;/em&gt;. He was funny. Today some chick came in and talked to us about sex. She did this weird thing where she passed out sponges and one had like glow in the dark paint. We touched sponges together and a lot of people had that paint. It represented STDs. I was the source of the STDs! Hahaha.&amp;nbsp;Did that even make sense?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My lips are so chapped right now. It's insane. I guess it's the weather getting colder.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>you're free to leave me but just don't deceive me</title>
    <published>2005-10-10T00:14:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-10T00:14:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Moulin Rouge Soundtrack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Friday I went to the Elder game. It really sucked at first. We couldn't find Mike by the fagpole and I don't know. Just shit. But then I saw Mendell for the first time in awhile. Mike, Sam, and I went to the Front Porch after some other boring shit and then me meeting a cool Harry Potter fan named John. Alex came up to&amp;nbsp;Fro Po and Sam and I went with him tooooo Steak n Shake! That kinda sucked too. Melissa showed up after work. She took Sam home.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;:-D&amp;nbsp;Anyway. I love when Leesh comes into work and I get to go to Starbucks. It makes things better.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Saturday night was the Mercy GAA dance. That means I cannot go. So I went to Alex's. We watched &lt;u&gt;The Big Lebowski&lt;/u&gt;. What a funny movie! Yea well, you know, that's just like&amp;nbsp;my opinion, man. Haha. It was a fun night! :-)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today was pretty good too, even though I had a family function to go to. Leesh and I went to Walmart for socks, Golden Grahams, mugs, gum, bodywash...and more! lol. We went to Factory Card Outlet and got my grandpa birthday balloons...but there was a balloon that caught my eye. I got it for some dork who works around the corner from that place because &lt;em&gt;Star Wars&lt;/em&gt; makes me think of him. I hope he liked it!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And I thought this weekend would suck! :-D &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>i think it's fine by me that i'm my own worst enemy</title>
    <published>2005-10-06T00:58:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-06T00:58:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>O.A.R.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Yesterday I had a lot to do and not a lot of time to do it. Things like that cause the next day to suck. I woke up at 5:30 to finish my chem lab. I had to work on it when I got to school and during lunch because I had some wrong information.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Funny "you had to be there" story. I was in the library working on the aforementioned chemistry lab when I realized that I was going to be late for chem! So I busted out of there without time to put my three books, binder, and other&amp;nbsp;shit into my bag. I got to the classroom to find the door shut. "Crap." My hands were full and there was no way in hell I was putting my stuff down to pick it up seconds later. So being the resourceful girl I am, I used my foot, got the door open...and fell to the ground. "Jenn have a seat." I made some people's days. I love that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today I had nothing to do and a lot of time to waste. So that's what I did. I'm so fucking bored right now! But it's better than being stressed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tonight could be the perfect time to catch up on my reading and my sleep.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey, I can't complain. Everything is awesome. :-)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>a volcano is coming this way!</title>
    <published>2005-10-04T02:31:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-04T02:31:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Less Than Jake</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Today is Monday. I don't normally like Mondays. But today wasn't a normal Monday...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ha. Kidding. So school was good. We watched this thing in religion called &lt;em&gt;Merchants of Cool&lt;/em&gt;. I was confused in chemistry. Perfect timing. I have a quiz tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I got my hair cut! It's pretty. You're pretty! Ha. I drove there and back. My dad really likes Reel Big Fish. I went into Duebber's for Diet Coke, came back out and caught him singing "I Want Your Girlfriend to Be My Girlfriend Too." Haha.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Things are really swell. Life=great. :-D&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>every bottle in the place has been upside down at least a few times</title>
    <published>2005-10-02T21:19:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-02T21:19:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bayside</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The Bengals game was today! I took Sam. We beat the Houston Tejans 16-10. We should've beat them by more. We had so many penalties and they took all of our touchdowns away. I had a pretty good time&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, work sucked. I was in the worst mood. There was so much going on and I couldn't handle it. Leesh finally walked in, saw that I was a mess, and made me go to Starbucks. Hooray for caffeine! Then I tried a Rockstar and I like that one.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go to a block party on my grandma's street because it was my grandpa's birthday. It was really lame until the petting zoo arrived! Oh man. The pony didn't like me. The donkey had a boner. The guy who was in charge of the animals, whose name I decided was Martin, was so hot. I took a picture of Martin. Curly brown hair. Ahh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Melissa's after killing my stomach with a bunch of bad things. Then I added more to that. I had a lot of fun though! I made two new friends, and one had a really sexy hat. I got really tired though so Alex had to take care of me. When I got home I called Mike and he didn't answer. He called me back and I found out that they cut his hair! Oh no! The reason I called him was to tell him not to get his hair cut!</content>
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    <title>am i more than you bargained for?</title>
    <published>2005-10-01T05:04:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-01T05:04:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fall Out Boy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I love being out of uniform. I love chemistry. I love hour-long lunches.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Morality class, we were talking about LD kids. I had no clue why. I raised my hand and asked why we were talking about it, and I owned my teacher. Ha. Then I was emo during US History. It was cool&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leesh and I went to Hobby Lobby and I saw Jaime and Laura. Hey! I owned Laura's car. Ha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allison's was fun for chilling. We listened to music and talked about nothing. It was pretty all right for chill time. Steak N Shake was Steak N Shake. I love it there.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been even more tired than usual lately. And that throat of mine! Shit, son. Let's hope this goes away.</content>
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    <title>it's not so bad being trendy</title>
    <published>2005-09-29T22:19:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-29T22:19:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Reel Big Fish</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I want the weekend. This week has gone on for way too long.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I've been on what Alex likes to call an "emoverload." It's been unintentional. Things just haven't been going very well. I guess it's worse because I get what I want, but well. Ahh, fuck the state.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My throat has been hurting pretty badly and I have a horrendous cough. I wonder if there's something going around right now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Let's try to find a bright side. Umm. Tomorrow is Friday and we are out of uniform. Here's to a better tomorrow!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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