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  <title>Wild Hearts Can't be Broken</title>
  <subtitle>Amanda</subtitle>
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    <name>Amanda</name>
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  <updated>2007-03-30T01:33:03Z</updated>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2007-03-29T21:13:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-30T01:33:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-30T01:33:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh livejournal, I never use you anymore.  I'm bored. I'm avoiding my paper. I'm avoiding studying. I'm avoiding most everything.  Summer should probably hurry it's butt up and get here.  I can't wait to start babysitting again, the kids are getting so big.  School is fun but I can't wait for it to be done so I can see my dog.  Downtown Hoedown is May 18-20th and I'M PUMPED. I have a feeling this summer is going to be minus a few people that were in last years, but I think I'm okay with that.  Can't wait for random soccer games, I really want to play my midnight game I've been hoping for for a few years. Natalie Sudlow better take me kayacking with her so I can exercise. That and she's pretty much the coolest.  I've been hearing an awful lot of crap about the new lows Stevenson high school has reached and I'm definitely happy I never have to be there again.</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-10-12T20:27:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-13T00:37:43Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Shouldn't it be a law that snow is not allowed to fall until leaves have fallen off the trees? As much as I love dipndots, the ones pelting my face from the sky today were not very cool, and they hurt, too.  It's halfway through the semester, and I'm just now starting to actually talk to people in my classes, but I guess better late than never, right? I go home next weekend and get to babysit Friday and Saturday night yay :) and then the next weekend I'm going to be at Western for pretty much every second of the weekend. 12:25 friday I leave, and I return midnight oh five Sunday. I'm excited. 14 days. I'm planning my spring break trip currently, I hope it actually goes through, unlike all of my other big plans. Time to finish cleaning and watch Grey's!</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-09-09T09:48:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-09T13:54:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-09T13:54:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mmm hello there.  I haven't updated since school started. I probably won't update often now, either, but I'm bored.  School as in class is simple, nothing strenuous at all yet, although some math problems make me angry... our floor is mostly quiet, I haven't met a lot of people but that's my own fault. Umm I really miss good hotdogs at home.  You know dorm food is bad when you miss hotdogs. I wish I had my own kitchen, or at least stove, that would be super.  I'm starting to miss everyone that isn't at State a lot now.  I go home in 2 weeks so you should, too. I miss the boy but I'm taking the train to see him this coming weekend. My nose won't stop running.</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-08-22T17:58:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-22T22:00:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-22T22:00:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Carrie Underwood- The Night Before (Life Goes On)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm pretty sure I miss my dog already. She's the only one that can't drive to see me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the end, it's a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not goodbye, it's see you later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right?</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-08-18T10:56:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-18T15:21:48Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Ugh it went from being "next year" to "August 23rd" to "the 23rd" to "Wednesday."  I'm not readdddyy.  But then again, I am. I haven't made any plans Monday or Tuesday.  I'm kind of afraid to? I know who I'll end up hanging out with though anyway. Our lofts are built in my garage. Armada Fair Wednesday was neat as usual. Saw Kasperface and Audrey, that was lovelyyy.  I'm going tonight, but those plans are falling through faster than I can keep up, but I am going.</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-08-07T10:24:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-07T14:31:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-07T14:31:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Clay Walker</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So basically, all that I have left this summer is the Armada Fair.  I forgot to order the tickets to see Billy Currington and Miranda Lambert so now they are $25 and I don't want to do it.  Unless those that were interested are still interested, then sure why not.  2 more soccer games. 2 more weeks of babysitting. Bah that countdown in my info went from 100+ to low teens awfully quick.  But, as Amanda H already said, why write an emo August entry when there are already enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camping was mucho fun, even if Timberly and I fight like we're married 24/7.  Frostypants is now no longer the only one calling me mother either. Wahoo. Got rearended up there, probably would have cried if I had been by myself, but everyone was there so yeah, my car is lookin' pretty sweet. I can hear my brother blasting musica espanol downstairs.  He'll grow out of it hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- I actually have a tan.  Not that anyone could tell since everyone, minus Aaron, is already darker than this to begin with.  I'm proud of myself either way. Peace.</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-07-26T20:49:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-27T01:14:34Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Buckcherry</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I did this over a year ago, and was like hey, I wonder how I've changed since I wrote that, so I'm updating my list of 100 things about me. strikes = no longer. bold = now. lines that are completely bold were stupid things like "i'll reach 100 things eventually" or "i'm almost done" so I made new things completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) I sneeze in threes.&lt;br /&gt;2.) &lt;strike&gt;I cannot say the word “peculiar”.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) I love iced/frozen cappuccino. &lt;b&gt;YES YES YES &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Very few people actually know what I think about them.&lt;br /&gt;5.) &lt;strike&gt;I miss taking a camera everywhere.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt; I take my camera everywhere. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) And always having something to take pictures of.&lt;br /&gt;7.) My voice gets squeaky a lot.&lt;br /&gt;8.) I don’t know if I could live without country music.&lt;br /&gt;9.) I think part of the reason I like country so much is that no one else does. &lt;b&gt; except my boy &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) A rusty pick-up truck is more attractive than a brand new mustang.&lt;br /&gt;11.) There’s something sexy in a callused hand. &lt;b&gt;mm so much&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.) I drool when I nap, but not when I sleep&lt;br /&gt;13.) I wish it were possible to walk around in a hot shower all day.&lt;br /&gt;14.) Sometimes I think I’m too logical&lt;br /&gt;15.) I’ve never gotten stitches&lt;br /&gt;16.) I’m afraid of the dark sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;17.) I wish I had an artistic talent of some sort, playing an instrument, drawing, etc.&lt;br /&gt;18.) Shoes are a waste of money. Being barefoot is exhilarating&lt;br /&gt;19.) &lt;b&gt;I have in depth conversations with my dog &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.) I miss 9th grade. Well. A few minor aspects of it at least. &lt;b&gt; I have a few back&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.) &lt;b&gt; I love Project Runway &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.) It’s unfortunate that ignorance is bliss because those that are ignorant do not respect their blissfulness.&lt;br /&gt;23.) Teachers that make spelling/grammar errors on worksheets/tests drive me crazy and distract me from the task at hand. &lt;b&gt; Messernecht, ugh. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.) I am an overly critical person, when I myself am not free from flaws and therefore not entitled to be so judgmental. &lt;br /&gt;25.) I look up to and respect my parents. &lt;br /&gt;26.) I think children should respect their elders, regardless of whether or not they disagree with them.&lt;br /&gt;27.) Men should respect women, or at least the women that respect themselves.&lt;br /&gt;28.) Not holding the door open for the person behind you is about as rude as spitting to me. &lt;b&gt;Granted, spitting isn't that offensive...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.) I think I’m old fashioned.&lt;br /&gt;30.) I started to bite my nails again &lt;b&gt; I go through cycles. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.) I’m ticklish behind my ears and on the roof of my mouth and in the palm of my hands.&lt;br /&gt;32.) Alex is ticklish on his elbows&lt;br /&gt;33.) People that claim to not be ticklish anywhere really are, they just haven’t found the spot yet.&lt;br /&gt;34.) I wish some of my friends had more respect for themselves&lt;br /&gt;35.) &lt;strike&gt;I’m not going on any vacations this summer, except Lewiston&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt; East Tawas, Casino, and Lewiston this summer. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.) I hate living in the city, but I don’t know what I’d do without neighbors&lt;br /&gt;37.) I understand the redhead = bitch stereotype, because I fit it,&lt;strike&gt; but why the redhead= sex whore stereotype?&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt; I get it now. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.) I am wholly dependent on my calculator; therefore I am not really that smart.&lt;br /&gt;39.) I act more independent than I am.&lt;br /&gt;40.) I take the people closest to me for granted&lt;br /&gt;41.) I poop way too regularly. &lt;strike&gt;I wish another routine of mine was so regular.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;b&gt; It is regular, I'm just impatient&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.) &lt;strike&gt;I’ve never received flowers from anyone before&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt; I've gotten them 3 times, twice in the past month from Aaron Michael&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.) I could live off of popcorn and pizza and hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;44.) Some people take high school far too seriously&lt;br /&gt;45.) Boys that smell bad are horribly unattractive.&lt;br /&gt;46.) Bad breath is more of a turn off than anything I know.&lt;br /&gt;47.) I always think of the worst possible scenarios, that way I know those for sure won’t happen; because nothing ever goes the way you anticipate it to.&lt;br /&gt;48.) I hate people that are too far either to the right or the left, it really shows closed mindedness. &lt;br /&gt;49.) I hate that people blame the president for going to war, and blame it on the fact that he’s “stupid” or a republican. It’s not like he woke up one morning and decided that’s what he wanted to do. He was informed, and he was informed wrong. It doesn’t matter what side of the fence the president is on, he’s going to follow the information given to him.&lt;br /&gt;50.) I have the big dipper in freckles on one thigh, and the little dipper on the other thigh&lt;br /&gt;51.) I have Orion’s belt next to my belly button in freckles.&lt;br /&gt;52.) I’ve passed out three times, 2 have been related to bowel movements. &lt;b&gt; Two near-fainting experiences since then. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53.) I wish more than anything that Garth Brooks still toured, or produced music. Or I wish I had seen him when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;54.) &lt;strike&gt;I do not use my room. I do not sleep in it. I do not dress in it. I do not do homework in it. I do not do anything in it except pull clothes out of drawers or put clothes on the floor.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;b&gt; I moved back upstairs so I actually use it now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55.) &lt;strike&gt;It has taken me about 3 days to get to this number.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's taken me about 8 minutes to get this far&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56.) &lt;strike&gt;My toes are slightly webbed. It’s hereditary.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;b&gt;They aren't webbed.  I just think they look like they are.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57.) I looooove feet so very much, ask for a massage and I’ll probably give you one.&lt;br /&gt;58.) Soccer makes me really happy, even though while I’m playing I can become the most pissed off I’ve ever been.&lt;br /&gt;59.) &lt;strike&gt;I wish I had someone to go to concerts with that would actually enjoy them.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;b&gt;I do now, and I've been to two with him. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60.) Do you ever pass someone you were once friends with in the hallways, and exchange an awkward glance, and then wonder if they even remember?&lt;br /&gt;61.) People change, and it can’t be controlled.&lt;br /&gt;62.) I sit like a girl, unless of course I’m wearing a skirt, then sitting like a boy seems to be the only thing my legs want to do. Unfair.&lt;br /&gt;63.) I can’t wear high heels and walk up or down stairs. I trip and/or fall.&lt;br /&gt;64.) I’m not wearing high heels on my wedding day, except for in pictures maybe. &lt;br /&gt;65.) I love driving with my dog in the seat next to me. She’s really fun to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;66.) I forgot to tip the pizza guy once&lt;br /&gt;67.) I’ve had a dream where I was raped and gave birth to a baby while going potty.&lt;br /&gt;68.) I’ve dreamt I was shot in a drive-by shooting in good old sterling heights&lt;br /&gt;69.) I’ve dreamt my dad fell in a moat that was full of alligators but he crawled out and we were able to continue our journey up north.&lt;br /&gt;70.) I’m not really sure what color my eyes are.&lt;br /&gt;71.) I prefer rough to clean-shaven. I think I’m one of the few. &lt;br /&gt;72.) &lt;strike&gt;I hate knowing what I want to do with the rest of my life&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;b&gt; I've changed what I want to do since then, so maybe I don't actually know what I want to do yet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73.) I hate that everyone complains about not knowing what he or she wants to do with the rest of his or her life, you have the rest of your life to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;74.) High school is full of more drama than it’s worth &lt;b&gt; It hasn't changed since I've gotten out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75.) I really hope that in the end, we all get what we deserve.&lt;br /&gt;76.) I have high expectations for this summer. I hope I get to do a portion of what I want. &lt;b&gt; I had high expectations for my 2006 summer, and it's been amazing. 2005 wasn't so bad, either. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77.) I am deathly afraid of ladybugs, and pretty much any bug that can fly and shouldn’t.&lt;br /&gt;78.) Centipedes are disgusting; one once fell on me while I was taking a shower.&lt;br /&gt;79.) Finding bugs in the shower is one of the worst feelings ever. Until you successfully drown them, at least.&lt;br /&gt;80.) I’m bowlegged. I’d pretty much have to break my legs in order for my knees to get relatively close to one another.&lt;br /&gt;81.) Wouldn’t it be wonderful if fuel-efficient cars were appealing to me? You’d think saving money on gas would do it, but it doesn’t. &lt;br /&gt;82.) I sweat like a man and wear men’s deodorant&lt;br /&gt;83.) I can’t do hair… at all.&lt;br /&gt;84.) I almost drown once, at the bottom of a water slide. The lifeguard had to come in and bring me up. That was a bad day, I was little and I had been afraid of the waterslide all day, but I finally got the balls and decided not to tell my parents where I was going. And yeah. I cried. Good old Wheels Inn.&lt;br /&gt;85.) I don’t know how to dance and I have no rhythm.&lt;b&gt;But I danced at prom!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86.) It’s “oops” not “opps”&lt;br /&gt;87.) At one point in my life I thought being ghetto was cool&lt;br /&gt;88.) After that period, I thought being a skater was cool&lt;br /&gt;89.) I think I’m finally who I want to be now, and not what I think is cool; I like that, because I don’t make a very cool person. &lt;br /&gt;90.) I really miss my double Ferris wheel; I cannot wait until the Armada fair. I’m not hardcore into carnivals so much anymore, though, just peach fest, &lt;strike&gt;sterling fest&lt;/strike&gt;, and armada fair &lt;b&gt; Genessee County Fair this year!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91.) Driving with bare feet rocks my world&lt;br /&gt;92.) I am the queen of mood swings. I’m afraid to see me when I’m pregnant, and when I go through menopause. Oh bless whoever my husband (if I get married) shall be.&lt;br /&gt;93.) I have a very annoying overprotective dog. She used to hate boys and bark at them, whereas now she likes boys and insists on them touching her and not me. She’s pretty much an attention whore. &lt;br /&gt;94.) My sense of smell is my strongest scent. I can’t function with gross smells, they consume my mind. Grass, the smell before the rain, brownies, and cologne are all amazing smells. I like the smell of horse manure, as well. &lt;br /&gt;95.) Scrabble is my favorite board game, and I really like regular twister (not the death cube) and catch phrase.&lt;br /&gt;96.) I have more nicknames than I know what to do with. I’d have to say I love them all, even crotch on fire and mom. &lt;b&gt;and little one&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97.) I really am motherly. If my own friends think I’m horrible, I’d hate to see how I am with my own kids.&lt;br /&gt;98.) I don’t read girly magazines anymore. They make me realize that girls suck, it’s a good thing we have boobs (some of us) because I can’t see why boys would like us without them. I switched to nerd and I only read Time and Reader’s Digest. &lt;b&gt; and Parenting because it's interesting &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99.) I’m addicted to my computer.&lt;br /&gt;100.) Haha, 100 random facts about me. I’m curious to see who actually goes through every single one of these. I got this idea from Jenn Yee and idk how she managed to do the whole entire thing. It took me forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I haven't changed a whole lot in a year, huh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than a month.</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-07-18T07:41:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-18T11:52:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-18T11:52:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Not gonna lie, this past month has been amazing.  Especially because of this cute boy who buys me flowers.  School starts soon though, and I'm getting anxious, the good and the bad kind. I need to make another 9435 trips to Bed Bath and Beyond.  Mmm casino time next weekend and camping for the week following.   I've yet to experience either, well unless being underage in Vegas counts, probably not. I'll just do slots the whole time, and babysit Mazurface.  It's almost 8 am. The kids are still sleeping.  My coffee coolatta is not energizing me at all. Poo. Haha so basically, why does only Sterling Heights know about the new MJR? Had a fun experience with that last night, ended up at AMC, where Aaron reminded me of the time we (not us, but Chad) pulled the fire alarm in 9th grade.  Good times. I bought a lamp that makes me think o the movie Brave Little Toaster, and I love it a lot. Mmm I hate how coffee cleans out my insides. Bye now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 days.</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-07-10T17:40:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-10T21:55:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-10T21:55:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jedd Hughes - Damn! You Feel Good</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hmm. I got a 3 on both AP english and AP calc, and State doesn't take 3s for anything, so through all 4 AP tests I've taken, I've done nothing but waste over $300. Awesome. I burned my finger on a peep July 4th.  Alex and I have been wanting to see what roast peeps taste like since Easter and yeah, heated sugar retains it's heat a little more than a regular marshmallow. But Aaron topped the cake when he lit his entire hand on fire, and I realized I have slow reflexes since I didn't react until the mini propane tank was already landed in the middle of the backyard.  Um I am starting indoor soccer Thursday night at 9:30, I'd say come watch, but if these kids keep acting like little girls then it might not be worth it.  I played soccer with some crazy awesome kids today without them though, with the exception of a few like frost bayer and kurt, so that was fun.  I think that's all I've got to say for now.</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-06-26T16:23:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-26T20:32:29Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I just bought an ipod. Blah. I'm uploading songs right now, that's probably all I will do today. Whatever.  I had a great grad party, thanks for everyone that came, and if you didn't I don't really care. My grandmother thought that jello shots = the same amount of alcohol as a regular shot and took the tub of them and threatened to dump them down the toilet because she didn't want her kids and grandkids getting wasted. I &amp;lt;3 her.  I miss my Autumn Marie and she's only been gone one day.  I think I'm creating a big giant mess for myself, but uh, until it all implodes upon itself I should be okay.  That was metaphorical. Umm my birthday is Thursday. I'm semi to moderately excited.  Alexander is taking me to Outback which makes me happy, he's kind of the best. I'm going to go eat more left over roast beast because I like it a lot.</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-06-20T20:07:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-21T00:18:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-21T00:18:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Woo Alex is watching me write right now and it's annoying.  We're sitting in the computer lab in Case Hall in East Lansing.  Orientation is both boring and useless. It could really go without being a day and a half long. I don't understand how UofM makes their's last 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had the worst morning ever.  My dad and I are sitting in traffic and my back starts hurting from the way I'm laying so I shift positions and realize it's my belly that hurts. And to make a long story short, I spend the next hour in agonizing pain to the point of tears, we stop at a rest area, it takes me like 3 minutes to get from the car to the bathroom because I'm in the process of fainting.  I make it in. The first two stalls I go to are messed up so I'm barely standing when I make it to the third, thinking I'm about to lose all control of my insides, so I sit down and.... vomit. On the floor. Well, half on the floor, a little in my hair, and half in the toilet.  Whatever. I never fully lost consciousness and did not break my face on a stall door so it was a good day.  Hoorah for 3 hours of sleep</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-06-15T13:06:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-15T17:08:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-15T17:08:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>carrie underwood</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Alright look, everyone already knows you're foreign, is it really necessary to spray paint "Alboz" on the sidewalk? Honestly. I don't see anyone spray painting "Pollock" or "Dago". &lt;br /&gt;Mmm that ruined my amazing walk home from my elementary school today.  Watching the 6th grade graduation, I was placing all our faces in their pictures, remembering all the stuff we did, and I was more emotional watching 6th graders I don't even know graduate than I was at our own high school graduation. It's weird thinking about that stuff, I don't even know if my elementary best friend graduated high school, and she lives down my street&lt;br /&gt;Bah I still can't decide if I should go Saturday or not.  I'll regret it if I don't, but I'm going to be miserable if I do, I think.  I miss my friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's gonna have to hurt&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm gonna have to cry&lt;br /&gt;And let go of some things I've loved&lt;br /&gt;To get to the other side&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's gonna break me down&lt;br /&gt;Like falling when you try to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's sad, but sometimes moving on &lt;br /&gt;With the rest of your life&lt;br /&gt;Starts with goodbye&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-06-03T09:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-03T13:31:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-03T13:31:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's weird not having something due in English next week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's even more weird that I'm not sitting here planning what 3 books I'm going to be reading this summer, and how I'm going to have them done by mid-July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I had an awesome night last night, good way to start my summer. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Prom is Monday. As of now, Monday is the only day next week without a cloud/raincloud on it.  Keep your fingers crossed.</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-05-29T15:17:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-29T19:33:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-29T19:33:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Rent</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So last week of highschool kids, we're almost freshmen again. I had a really nice weekend, and I hope that trend will continue throughout the summer.  I miss my band kids, I hope you all had fun this weekend.  Prom money to Autumn by Wednesday kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday August 18th at 7:30 = Miranda Lambert and Billy Currington.  You should probably let me know if you want to come with me to the Genesee County Fair to see them so I can buy tickets ($20). Well, you don't actually have to tell me before July 31st, but it'd be nice to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm I have paint markers for cars if anyone wants to use them to decorate theirs.  I don't want to be the only one.  Pretty much taking my camera to school every day this week, so be prepared.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:whatisleft8:66419</id>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-05-21T08:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-21T12:18:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-22T21:31:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mmm yesterday was a really good day.  Some minor tux shopping, Relay for Life with Kristen to see Mr. Spear, and D-Town Hoedown.  Backup on the expressway so we had to take van dyke to outerdrive and I was scared because, well, we were in Detroit and all of the Detroit police force is down at the Hoedown this weekend, I have proof.  A lady got hit in the head and about 8 cops and 2 paramedics had to come to her rescue.  What would a hoedown be without drunk men hopping the gate and landing on their face? Or already drunk people smoking pot in front of the guards who cannot figure out where the smell is coming from? Pictures will be added after practice, which is at 9am and I am too tired right now.  Dentistry powerpoint to do today, and math test, which I'm copying from a website anyway.  Mmm Photo and Film homework too.  gay. Memorial weekend loooks b-e-a-utiful weather-wise right now, so I'm kind of happy.  Adios kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v431/whatisleft8/dsc031051.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting at Bayview waiting for Maria and Dan, made it there safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v431/whatisleft8/DSC031061.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan and Maria are cutttte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v431/whatisleft8/dsc031071.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan, Maria, and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v431/whatisleft8/dsc031081.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Alejandro, I like the excited guy in the back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v431/whatisleft8/dsc031091.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business in the front, parrrrrrty in the back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v431/whatisleft8/DSC031121.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timmy McGraw.... except not really.  He was actually just a creepy smiling drunken dancing fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v431/whatisleft8/dsc031221.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what would a country music concert be without Motor City's Finest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-05-18T19:57:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-19T00:15:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-19T00:15:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Rachel Williams- Some Things Make Me Cry</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay so screw my road trip to Virginia idea, because every single hotel is booked and I can't imagine many vacancies at campsites and sooo many people attend this thing that yeah, I changed my mind.  What I decided instead was hitting up 3 county fairs in Michigan.  Lenawee County Fair with Bill Engvall August 14th($28), Midland County Fair with Trace Adkins and Keith Anderson August 16th($29.50), and Genesee County Fair with Miranda Lambert and Billy Currington August 18th ($20). They are each between 1-2 hours away so if you're interested...yeah.  Armada Fair is August 15-20th sooo I'll be wasting all my babysitting money on gas that week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my prom dress altered today.  I really like it, but I need to work out my back some more. I'm exciteddd.  And I'm so busy lately and I love it because it means I have no time to bother missing you.  Granted I don't have time to eat or sleep, either, but I'm working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hope you're doing well&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're loving someone&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't call me&lt;br /&gt;When it comes undone&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-05-09T16:01:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-09T20:10:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-10T00:48:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mmm this week's issue of Time Magazine:&lt;br /&gt;"How to combat senioritis"&lt;br /&gt;- "The 30% of seniors who aren't headed for higher learning may not have figured out what they want to do after graduation, but they are pretty sure that it won't require algebra or Shakespeare"&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;"The second semester of the last year of high school is a kind of waiting room for the next stage in life." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "The best cure for some cases of senioritis is a strong dose of reality.  More than 50% of students entering college in the U.S. require remedial course work once on campus"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kind  of interesting.  But nothing can cure us now, we're too far gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so possibly one of the biggest games of the season is to occur tomorrow at 7:00 at Runkel.  Ike v. Stevenson.  You should probably plan on attending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Cedar Point next Tuesday :) Excittttedd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to go out for breakfast senior skip day since I can't miss a full day of school and Ersig doesn't want us there?</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-05-07T11:45:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-07T15:51:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-07T15:51:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just spent the last hour on yahoo creating my dream summer roadtrip.  Too bad no one would want to go with me where I want to go since it involves a 12 hour drive, sleeping in a tent, and waking up at 3:00am in order to watch ponies swim across a river in the heat of a late July day. What do you say?</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-05-04T20:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-05T00:57:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-05T00:58:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As of 11:30 this morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="18"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;HIGH SCHOOL&lt;/font&gt; NO LONGER &lt;font color="#000099"&gt;MATTERS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:whatisleft8:65118</id>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-04-29T08:54:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-29T13:09:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-29T13:09:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Gary Nichols- Unbroken Ground</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey kids.  I'm updating my yahoo photo page with pictures from the boat race if you're interested.  Goodness gracious, my mother just screamed bloody murder, I thought she just burned herself, she dropped the egg pan.  Nope, just a spider crawling off of it across the stove.  "It's crawling across my food!" Well mother dear, kill it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the pictures... &lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/whatisleft8/my_photos"&gt;GO HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boat race was one of the best times I've had this year, the best school-wise at least.  Now I can't wait until Cedar Point.  Maybe I should countdown to that too. Ha, I just might. &lt;br /&gt;This week my life is this : 10 page Ap thesis due Thursday. Ap lit test Thursday. Game Monday and Wednesday(both home at Runkel, so you should plan on attending). Ap calc test Wednesday. MSU math placement by next Sunday.  After Thursday HIGH SCHOOL NO LONGER MATTERS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm The Falcone is home for summer. That = pure amazingness. Hung out with her and Lauren and Alex last night, and me and Alex did math reviews until midnight, no joke.  I definitely can't do the majority of the problems.</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-04-25T22:37:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-26T02:46:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-26T02:46:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Time's a wastin' - June Carter and Carl Smith</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have to say it, melted frosties taste kind of really good.  As long as you don't get that foamy part on top, I'm not sure how I feel about that.  I have caulk and wood glue all over my hands and feet, good thing I'm not in California or else I may never have children.  AC better be careful.  Mmmm practice was kind of a beast today, but I needed it.  Crush IKE tomorrow at 4 at IKE, be there kids, we need some support.  Ummm so I learned why I should have trusted my instinct and never applied sunless tanner.  The Easter Bunny just had to bring me some, so I had to try it, but I sweated it off in my shinguards, so the whole point of applying it (to ease my soccer tan) completely backfired and made my soccer tan ten times more noticable.  You'll see tomorrow. Let's just face it, I'm not meant to be tan anywhere other than my shoulders and kneecaps. That's it.  I really just wanted to update so everyone would see my amazing new icon I made.  I was playing with play-doh with the kids I was babysitting.  Mmm I get to watch them on Saturday, so English paper writing Friday, Saturday morning, and Sunday until I finish.  I want to be done this weekend so I can finish studying for the AP tests that I need at least 4s on. Ugh.  Mmm I'm too busy these two weeks to think about the things that were bothering me over break, which is amazing.  I've also decided that 90% of my decisions are based soley on hormones.  Well, not in instances where hormones really have no say, like in the choice to do homework. But whatever, either you understand what I'm saying or you don't. Wow. Done rambling, I should get out of my basement of fumes and go to bed.  Night kids.</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-04-19T22:24:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-20T02:36:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-20T10:28:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sooo you probably shouldn't be ruining the last spring break of my high school carreer, but I'm letting you, because you're important to me and I miss you and I know you'll read this because I know you haven't forgotten me.  Yes, I am using livejournal as a means of communication, if that annoys you in anyway, screw you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frostypants and Hugo came over today, they're pretty cute.  I finally got them to watch Footloose. Mmm I &amp;lt;3 that movie.  We got a huge chunk of my calc scrapbook pictures taken, which was nice.  I made my little brother walk to Coach's with me to see Lindsay/take a picture of an icecream cone, but he wussed out on walking home and made my mom come get us.  Anybody want to help me and AC build our cardboard boat a little bit? It'll be a good time, I guarantee it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed time kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: I forgot the real reason I meant to update, I got sidetracked from the start. Anyway, I'm looking for 2 very skilled drivers with preferably about the same size vehicles, to reinact a certain scene from a certain movie.  No semitruck driver is required at this date.  Interested? Good, you should be.</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-04-16T11:54:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-16T16:06:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-17T18:56:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is one of those angry venting entries, so bear with me, k?  &lt;br /&gt;Last night was supposed to be fun, and I thought it was, but cool me doesn't pay attention to everything I guess.  This seems to happen to me a lot, someone says something or someone's feelings are hurt and I don't even notice.  Is it my fault if it's never brought to my attention? I hate awkwardness, I knew it would be awkward, but I didn't think you'd stop talking to me.  I don't want to blame some of it on jealously, but it's hard not to.  I hate this feeling in my stomach, I guess I'm just really sorry, and I wish you'd tell me what I'm supposed to be sorry for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Autumn I hope you're okay, I feel really bad that you had to leave.  I love youuu.  Yeah I gave up caffiene for Lent, and I'm drinking a Coke right now, and it doesn't even taste good.  I think I successfuly ruined it for me.  But cappaccino blasts are there for me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm Happy Easter kids!  Don't mind the first paragraph, you probably don't understand.  I won't explain either most likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: I bought a prom dress &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://content.shopmay.com/images/flgifts/product/detail/405/20488284_D1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of like that, but it's navy... The top half is similar.. sort of.&lt;br /&gt;I got 2 bathing suits, also, so today was a bit of an improvement I suppose.  &lt;br /&gt;I'm still really sorry</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-04-07T18:20:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-07T22:44:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-07T22:44:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Rascal Flatts</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wow, what a week.  It feels like Tuesday, I don't even remember anything that happened this week, no joke. I spent it sick as a dog, and today I got body aches and crazy sinus pain in my face and my mom made me go to the doctor, so we went to this Urgent Care place the secretary at Schwarzkoff works at, and the doctor was the coolest guy ever. But um yeah, just in case you were wondering, I have allergies mixed with a sinus infection, but mostly allergies.  I've spent the last two weeks being sick with allergies... ugh.  I just chugged a whole bottle of the grossest tasting medicine ever, I've got two other prescriptions to take now, too. Ugh Ugh. Ugh.  Haha, I was sweating and shaking when they told me I needed to get my finger poked :( I'm such a baby around needles now. Wow, could I write anymore about my trip to the doctor? I could... but I won't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mama got the new Rascal Flatts cd for me today from someone at school. mmm pure greatness, they actually would be worth seeing a second time, June 9th at the Palace with Gary Allan, oh wow that does sound amazing.  And I'm thinking maybe Brooks and Dunn with Sugarland this summer, too on August 13th.  Of course there is the downtown hoedown, the weekend of May 19th mmm.  Anyone interested in any of the above? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm thinking I'm going to push the computer about 12 inches away so I can lay down.  Have a good one kids.</content>
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    <title>whatisleft8 @ 2006-03-30T18:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-30T23:29:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-30T23:29:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was such a joke, so was yesterday, basically MEAP week is a joke.  Mrs. Dollins is a joke, but I eat poptarts and make fun of Hugo y Miguel so it evens out, almost.  I wear the empathy belly a week from Tuesday, so I'll be showing up at NHS looking 9 months pregnant.  Going out to eat after soccer games isn't quite the same as going after volleyball with the time situation and all, but maybe with home games it won't be too bad.  Speaking of which, if you want to see us beat the living daylights out of Port Huron on Monday, we have a home game at 7:00.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring break plans:&lt;br /&gt;Six Flags/ trampoline with some English nerds&lt;br /&gt;Footloose with Frostypants y Timberly and hopefully someone else&lt;br /&gt;Rollerblading with anyoneeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yeah. That's it. Looks like I'll be having lots of fun writing an English paper. Go ahead and add if you'd like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOMEMADE MACARONI AND CHEESE FOR DINNER LIFE IS GOOD!</content>
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