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  <title>I heard him yell</title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 29 Jan 2006 06:46:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I SAW WAYNE SHORTER PLAY</title>
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  <description>January 28, 2006&lt;br /&gt;Jazz at Walt Disney Concert Hall&lt;br /&gt;8 PM&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA PHIL&lt;br /&gt;Alexander Mickelthwate, &lt;i&gt;conductor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danilo Pérez, &lt;i&gt;piano&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Patitucci, &lt;i&gt;bass&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIAN BLADE, &lt;i&gt;drums&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wayne Shorter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An incredible evening.</description>
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  <lj:music>Joy Rider, Wayne Shorter</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2005 06:34:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img229.exs.cx/img229/6969/sisterhood1vf.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Love is like war: easy to begin, hard to end&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;-Proverb, &lt;i&gt;p62&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGET J: We are definitely seeing this, HAHA.  NO JOKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Feb 2005 04:05:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You always want what you can&apos;t have</title>
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  <description>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&quot;You can&apos;t always get what you want, you almost rarely want what you have, and you want what you can&apos;t have.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s that exhausting chase we thrive for.  It seems so endless until you&apos;ve achieved, until you have successfully obtained desire.  Yet at such a point, you no longer thirst for the original target; perhaps now something more or maybe something less.  It&apos;s a vicious and hypocratic game.  You rip your opponent&apos;s  playing card over and over, while they tear apart yours.  Sometimes there is nothing left but shredded pieces of paper coated with a light layer of plastic and a lesson barely learned.  To tape the pieces back together feels hopeless at times.  Sometimes, the only thing to do is to move on to another game and continually participate in this emotional cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in a larger sense, we all result with a similar ending.  Why do treacherous waters and war ships encounter the course of the journey?  Can one embrace that which they are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Vita è bella.&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Jan 2005 05:24:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I SWIM IN RAIN</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/safarihat.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;PHELIXX GAVE ME THIS LOVELY SAFARI HAT TODAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;It made my day.  Today comprised of much procrastination, hogging &amp; squishing, falling &amp; tripping, feet, &lt;u&gt;Drop Dead Gorgeous&lt;/u&gt;, brownies &amp; cookies, laughing (x99823749827492837), and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suzie &amp; I had the impulsive urge to go swimming in &lt;b&gt;Julia (AKA PHELIXX)&lt;/b&gt;&apos;s pool.  So we borrowed her bathing suits and jumped in her pool (with the help of Logan pushing us...um right or not).  It happened to be raining of course.  And &lt;i&gt;of course&lt;/i&gt; Logan &amp; Julia locked us out.  Suzie &amp; I ended up dancing and screaming in the middle of the street.  It was insanely fun &amp; lovely.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Alexandria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: More photographs soon!&lt;br /&gt;PPS: I think I have a laughing disorder or something.  &lt;br /&gt;PPPS: I love my safari hat.&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 31 Dec 2004 21:58:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>goodbye, 2004! [TBE]</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Dec 2004 23:20:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>YOU CAN&apos;T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;Well my lj-hating period was short.  Okay, I&apos;m going to be a sheep.  Mikey (&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_moudamike&apos; lj:user=&apos;moudamike&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://moudamike.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://moudamike.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;moudamike&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), showed me this &amp; wants me to pass it on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.cnn.com/2004/WORLD/asiapcf/12/30/asia.quake/index.html&quot;&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2004/WORLD/asiapcf/12/30/asia.quake/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;I really also feel the need to post that.  I was aware of what happened before, but it sort of hit me more boldy today when I read Mikey&apos;s entry.  So about &lt;b&gt;116,000 people&lt;/b&gt; died.  I don&apos;t know about you, but to me that&apos;s quite a large number.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I just want to say how lucky we are.  Most teenagers &amp; young adults seem to only care about getting laid and drugs.  I&apos;m not telling anyone to stop or anything.  I just think maybe we all need to take a moment to understand how lucky we are.  I&apos;m not saying I&apos;m not &quot;guilty&quot; of anything, because I too have been.  &lt;i&gt;I just think we have a lot to be appreciative about.&lt;/i&gt;  It kind of saddens and frustrates me when a friend thinks their life is over because the boy they like doesn&apos;t like them back, or if their hair is static or if they can&apos;t get any oral sex lately(don&apos;t worry I still love you guys).  We can&apos;t help these things, and like I said I&apos;m not telling anyone to change.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;IT&apos;S JUST LIFE IS SO BEAUTIFUL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.  Let&apos;s live it, not just survive.  Like one of those quotable mugs from &lt;u&gt;Coffee Bean&lt;/u&gt; said, &quot;Life is not about the number of breaths you take, but the number of moments that take your breath away&quot;.  Now I&apos;m going on a tangent, but eh whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I&apos;m going to get a lot of bitching from people after I post this, but honestly I don&apos;t care.  Have a good day.&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Dec 2004 08:08:50 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;I don&apos;t like LJ.&lt;br /&gt;AIM: I Sing In Rain&lt;br /&gt;E-mail: impulsive@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;My Space: &lt;a href=&quot;http://profiles.myspace.com/users/11354969&quot;&gt;http://profiles.myspace.com/users/11354969&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;brb&quot;&lt;/b&gt;, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;I&apos;m kind of sick of LJ.  I&apos;ll still comment lots &amp; make rare occasional entries, I guess.  I don&apos;t know.  I&apos;m not leaving, &lt;i&gt;I don&apos;t know why I&apos;m posting this&lt;/i&gt;.  I guess I&apos;m just that bored.  I love you all though, and have a Happy New Year.  &lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Dec 2004 22:47:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Make my wish come true, baby all I want for Christmas is...you!</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;tahoma&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;WINTER BREAK&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I already miss people.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays!  Also: New Layout.  I think I&apos;m getting slightly annoyed by it, but the hell with that, I love &lt;u&gt;The Thrills&lt;/u&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img80.exs.cx/img80/327/yay353uy.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/omg2/yay3-1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DNA MODEL!!!!!!!111ONEONE11!!!EXCLAMATIONPOINT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/omg2/yay3-2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo-Wannabees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/omg2/yay3-4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam Boyd.  Helen Keller went to town...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/omg2/yay3-3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Julia, &amp; Caesar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;OCTOBER102004&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_dirtymouth824&apos; lj:user=&apos;dirtymouth824&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://dirtymouth824.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://dirtymouth824.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;dirtymouth824&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;i&gt;&quot;- - - - - left two hours ago and I find that I&apos;m wondering when she&apos;ll visit again.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;DECEMBER192004&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON AIM- I Sing In Rain: I last saw ----- about two days ago and I find that I&apos;m wondering when I&apos;ll see him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly kids.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;ED1T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: David, &quot;jk&quot; has a completely different meaning now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>All I Want For Christmas Is You, Mariah Carey</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2004 03:11:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Deckchairs &amp; Cigarettes</title>
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  <description>Only a few more days until &lt;b&gt;WINTER BREAK!&lt;/b&gt; FUCK YES.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/omg2/yay2-1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM PICTURES.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/omg2/yay2-2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devon; G IS FOR GANGSTER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/omg2/yay2-3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felixx?  Or something like that.  Someone help me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/omg2/yay2-4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww...Maya and Nicky &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/omg2/yay2-6.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUP SUZIE.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/omg2/yay2-5.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicky again, *sigh* :].  And Shaina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/omg2/yay2-7.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HANA &amp; LAURA.  cheesearoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/omg2/yay2-8.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikey takes the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS: 121104&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/121104montana/12-11-04010.jpg&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s not for sale&quot;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/121104montana/12-11-04017.jpg&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/121104montana/12-11-04005.jpg&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGAH.  1984!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/121104montana/12-11-04004.jpg&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Goats Really Like To Nibble&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/121104montana/12-11-04011.jpg&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEETS OF EGYPTIAN COTTON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Question:&lt;/b&gt; What&apos;s your favorite songs/bands these days?  I need ideas for a mixCD for someone.  It doesn&apos;t matter what genre.  Thanks &amp;hearts;.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Deckchairs and Cigarettes, The Thrills</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 Dec 2004 01:33:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Remember December For Past Ironies</title>
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  <description>She can see her breath once again&lt;br /&gt;She can feel the air stroking her skin&lt;br /&gt;Infinite dots forming, lips are chapped&lt;br /&gt;Another Winter will begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December crashed onto the wet pavements&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s been almost a year now&lt;br /&gt;The pain rushes back, the memories bold&lt;br /&gt;Perplexing, she doesn&apos;t understand how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s stronger, and there&apos;s chocolate left&lt;br /&gt;But disbelief and anxiety remain in the mind &lt;br /&gt;Like the autumn leaves falling, she&apos;s feeling cluttered &lt;br /&gt;But in the pile, there&apos;s so many moments she&apos;ll find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s forgotten about the war &lt;br /&gt;But the army boy comes back&lt;br /&gt;The bombings and the gunshots are heard once more&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s engaging in attack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s 1984, there&apos;s no one to trust&lt;br /&gt;The allies have become spies&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s thrusted into a battlefield of remembrance&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s orders to comply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The air still sweet&lt;br /&gt;The sun still shines&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s laughing laughs&lt;br /&gt;of different kinds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling everything, every emotion &lt;br /&gt;Abused, used and bruised&lt;br /&gt;cheerful, joyous and delighted&lt;br /&gt;Melancholy, hopeless, faithful, and confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s driving in the car&lt;br /&gt;The street lights are blurred&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes leave thin painted streaks of black and blue&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s drowning her ears in meaningless words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She crashes, but she flies &lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s honest, but she lies&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s living, but she dies&lt;br /&gt;She laughs, but she cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s another ironic winter&lt;br /&gt;Leading to an unexpected new year&lt;br /&gt;Twists and turns, both painful and pleasure&lt;br /&gt;The next steps both hazy and clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irony is love, love is irony&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s just another December&lt;br /&gt;Elating, animating &lt;br /&gt;Love and thoughts, she will always remember</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 09 Nov 2004 05:22:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I like cereal from those mini cereal boxes + passing periods</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/buds/dael2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt; of these are kind of old, but that&apos;s cool.  This is random.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/buds/nicky2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY NICKY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/buds/suzie2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Today was Suzie&apos;s Birthday.  I got her a platypus stuffed animal.  That&apos;s just too rad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/buds/bridget2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one&apos;s really old but I had to put it because I miss her so much.  I Love You, Bridget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/buds/football2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um, whatever. =) + :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/buds/marchingband2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCHING BAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11ONEONEONE!!!!!!!!!!! YEAH!!!!EXCLAMATIONPOINT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/buds/casey2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Hug Buddy To The Max; Casey &amp;lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/buds/brooke2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this chic too.  Hey, Brooke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/buds/mikey2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAHAA MIKEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/buds/shaina4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/buds/jon2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon + My hairbrush + Boredom + Shaina&apos;s Hand + 15th and Montana = ??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to end with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/girlheartstherain/buds/Picture8.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dani&apos;s just too cool and gangsta for us all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;10&quot;&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Alexandria</description>
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  <lj:music>One Horse Town, THE THRILLS!</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 09 Oct 2004 05:47:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>GO SAMO!</title>
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  <description>Today was the homecoming day.  We had a pep rally and all that shiz.  There was a fight afterwards too.  And I think another one after that haha.  Anyways, tonight was the Homecoming Game.  SAMOHI vs. ROOSEVELT HIGH (Varsity).  We won 21 to 14.  It was like intense the last few minutes when we were tied 14-14, but we still kicked ass in like the last 8 seconds.  The marching band started playing like the closing song or whatever when there was like 0.05 (something like that) seconds left and it was hilarious.  People were like yelling because they thought that it was going to curse the game or whatever.  I love those kids.  Seriously.  But the point is we won and yay!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUST A FEW FOR NOW&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.heartkill.com/xo/eringreenies.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREENIES!!  These are like the only 3 girls on their H20 Polo team right now!!  ILOVEERIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.heartkill.com/xo/lordmax.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Max.  Homecoming Royalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.heartkill.com/xo/rara.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ The Game.  BAR!@#$%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those of you who like to know these things;  Yeah I like someone.  Okaydokay then. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so glad it&apos;s the weekend.  Call me if you want to do anything!  &amp;lt;3</description>
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  <lj:music>A Line In The Sand, Q and Not U</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Sep 2004 05:51:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sometimes You Have To Fall to Fly</title>
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  <description>You can&apos;t miss something until it&apos;s gone. It&apos;s when it&apos;s gone that you realize how much it means to you.  And then there are times when something always happens or works, or when someone&apos;s always there for you, &lt;i&gt;except&lt;/i&gt; the time you need it/them the most.  It&apos;s scary to realize how much you can trust someone; how you think you know someone and you really just don&apos;t.  And how everything is juxtaposition.  It&apos;s all cliche, yet true.</description>
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  <lj:music>Slowdance on the Inside, Taking Back Sunday</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Sep 2004 03:55:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Yesterday</title>
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  <description>Climbing roofs is fun.  Too bad some roofs are dirty.  And fucking high.  And scary to climb.  I like to run into the sprinklers.  Shacknoff hates me.  I think.  Sidewalks and bare streets @ 3AM are awesome too.  And if you don&apos;t get any of this, it&apos;s totally alrite.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was gorgeous.</description>
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  <lj:music>The Past And Pending, The Shins</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 09 Sep 2004 02:25:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HS</title>
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  <description>Well today was the first day of school.  They changed my schedule again.  It was okay.  All but two classes are in different buildings and it&apos;s just like whoa.  But yeah.  Some of this will be hell.  But some will be lovely.  The house system is really pointless if you ask me.  And there are like no hot guys in any of my classes.  I just can NOT believe summer is fucking over.  It&apos;s kind of cool to see people again but I am going to miss sleeping in since school starts at 7:12 for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school a bunch of us took the bus to wherever.  Erin, Elke, Allie and I went to Montana after (oh wow, what a Lincoln thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 Aug 2004 18:31:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I still believe it when you say It&apos;s Another Perfect Day...</title>
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  <description>Untitled &lt;br /&gt;Will you ever come back, I’m sick of waiting&lt;br /&gt;All this time has passed, memories are fading&lt;br /&gt;You’re gone, gone, and I keep on hoping&lt;br /&gt;Hanging on a sliver, my breath is choking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were just doing whatever and lying on the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at anything, and finding people to stalk&lt;br /&gt;But the book is closing, and you are going, somewhere, somewhere far away&lt;br /&gt;I can not follow you, you don’t want me to, so where do I stay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve changed, never going to be the same, and away you fly &lt;br /&gt;I guess, this is the end, this is when we say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;You’ve scraped every minute of my heart, and tore away the beats&lt;br /&gt;You leave me behind, scarring me, kissing my defeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that this was just a boomerang act,&lt;br /&gt;And before I knew it, you’d be back &lt;br /&gt;But there’s no use on wasting hopeless faith of magnificent pasts&lt;br /&gt;The sun has set, the trees go black, it’s shadows have been cast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is nothing pretty, nothing ugly either at all&lt;br /&gt;But I’m aching because I know that in your life I’m now something small&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is a beauty but when it ends the victim falls&lt;br /&gt;The warrior moves on to different people, this time ones with balls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve changed, never going to be the same, and away you fly &lt;br /&gt;I guess, this is the end, this is when we say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;You’ve scraped every minute of my heart, and tore away the beats&lt;br /&gt;You leave me behind, scarring me, kissing my defeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not like this person cares at all...but I guess the point of an LJ is for kids like me to rant about whatever and express myself, so here I am.  You probably don&apos;t really understand this poem...and that&apos;s okay.  I just need to express myself.  Yet; Life is beautiful right...?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;</description>
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  <lj:music>ANOTHER PERFECT DAY: American Hi-Fi</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Aug 2004 01:09:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>smores</title>
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  <description>smores are yummy.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Jul 2004 04:50:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>she&apos;s got a ticket to ride...</title>
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  <description>Bridget&apos;s gone.  Pretty much forever.  Sure we&apos;ll hang out but not as much, and things just won&apos;t ever be the same.  She&apos;s still going to be my &lt;b&gt;best friend forever&lt;/b&gt;.  For some reason, deep down inside of me, I wasn&apos;t sure if she was going to really move or not...but sure enough- she did.  I really will miss her.  We&apos;ve been the best of friends since forever.  Good times, good times.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#123D58&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;trebuchet&quot; ms=&quot;MS&quot;&gt;BRIDGET, we will always be f&lt;u&gt;AB&lt;/u&gt;lous best friends forever! I LOVE YOU.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, New Layout;  The Beatles &amp;lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM IN M HOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;but it might change</description>
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  <lj:music>The Beatles: Ticket To Ride</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Jun 2004 05:59:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>THE NOTEBOOK</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;The Notebook&lt;/b&gt; is the best movie ever.  I am in love with it.  Everything about it was amazing.  Bridget and I were literally crying (tears).  I love &lt;u&gt;The Notebook&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//EDIT: Like my new LJ layout?  It took me a while to make, but it features The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;//EDIT2: I saw &lt;b&gt;The Notebook&lt;/b&gt; again last night (7/1/04)&lt;br /&gt;//EDIT3: Join my new community: &lt;a href=&quot;http://livejournal.com/community/thenotebook_&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;thenotebook_&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;</description>
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  <lj:music>Music from The Notebook Soundtrack</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Jun 2004 01:14:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>As we go on...</title>
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  <description>And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives &lt;br /&gt;Where we&apos;re gonna be when we turn 25 &lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking times will never change &lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking things will always be the same &lt;br /&gt;But when we leave this year we won&apos;t be coming back &lt;br /&gt;No more hanging out cause we&apos;re on a different track &lt;br /&gt;And if you got something that you need to say &lt;br /&gt;You better say it right now cause you don&apos;t have another day &lt;br /&gt;Cause we&apos;re moving on and we can&apos;t slow down &lt;br /&gt;These memories are playing like a film without sound &lt;br /&gt;And I keep thinking of that night in June &lt;br /&gt;I didn&apos;t know much of love &lt;br /&gt;But it came too soon and there was me and you &lt;br /&gt;And then we got real blue &lt;br /&gt;Stay at home talking on the telephone &lt;br /&gt;We&apos;d get so excited, we&apos;d get so scared &lt;br /&gt;Laughing at our selves thinking life&apos;s not fair &lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;As we go on, we remember &lt;br /&gt;All the times we had together &lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change, come whatever &lt;br /&gt;We will still be, friends forever &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if we get the big jobs and we make the big money &lt;br /&gt;When we look back now, will our jokes still be funny? &lt;br /&gt;Will we still remember everything we learned in school? &lt;br /&gt;Still be trying to break every single rule &lt;br /&gt;Will little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man? &lt;br /&gt;Can Heather find a job that won&apos;t interfere with her tan? &lt;br /&gt;I keep, I keep thinking that it&apos;s not goodbye &lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it&apos;s a time to fly &lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la; yeah, yeah, yeah &lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la, we will still be friends forever &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now? &lt;br /&gt;Can we survive it out there? Can we make it somehow? &lt;br /&gt;I guess I thought that this would never end &lt;br /&gt;And suddenly it&apos;s like we&apos;re women and men &lt;br /&gt;Will the past be a shadow that will follow us round? &lt;br /&gt;Will these memories fade when I leave this town &lt;br /&gt;I keep, I keep thinking that it&apos;s not goodbye &lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it&apos;s a time to fly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus (x3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We GRADUATED 8th GRADE!</description>
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  <lj:music>Vitamin C: Graduation</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jun 2004 19:31:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>8th Grade Dance!</title>
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  <description>I just had to make an entry about the 8th Grade Dance!! It was so much fun!  I totally forgot to take pictures, oh well:).  Everyone looked awesome.  Haha- Hughie got a time out from the dance for taking his shirt off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I can&apos;t believe school is out in a week.</description>
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  <lj:music>Nirvana: In Bloom</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Jun 2004 02:44:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This is no surprise...</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;250&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;1&quot; bordercolor=&quot;black&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;black&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:white; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;inthisheart&apos;s LJ stalker is luv_shain!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;white&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;luv_shain is stalking you because they have you confused with someone else whom they love. They are also deluded!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form method=&quot;POST&quot; action=&quot;http://www.go-quiz.com/stalker/stalker.php&quot;&gt;LiveJournal Username:&lt;input name=&quot;uname&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Who is your LJ Stalker Friend?&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is no surprise...considering the fact that Shaina stalks people....muahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;ILU&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Copeland: Priceless</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Jun 2004 03:51:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i miss you though...; &amp;lt;3</title>
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  <description>wow it&apos;s kind of sad...this person won&apos;t talk to me for now, and now I&apos;ve decided not to care.  It&apos;s kind of amusing how he thinks the opposite.  I mean we&apos;re friends but I guess he&apos;s trying to have a girly little fight and give me the cold shoulder.  I really just DONT GIVE A FUCK about this anymore!  LOL.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Jun 2004 07:35:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;ve been locked inside your heart-shaped box for a week...</title>
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  <description>Yesterday Kip, Sean, Hughie, Jeremy, Alex and I hung out at the promenade and Shrek 2.  Today I went to Sean, Hughie, Jeremy, and Tyler&apos;s flag football game.  It was Sean and Hughie&apos;s team (Cowboys) against Jeremy and Tyler&apos;s team (the Patriots).  Sean and Hughie won lol.  Grayston, Alex, and I just hung out and watched.  Kip came too but left like after 5 minutes...which kind of sucked but oh well.  Anyways, we all went to Sean&apos;s house and hung out.  Then Shaina came over as well.  We also went to Patty&apos;s Pizza and all that shabaam&apos;ness.  Later, we all pushed each other into Sean&apos;s pool.  Then we all took a nice big shower together.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheee.... it was pretty cool.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow- Kip has his own fucking auction company.</description>
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  <lj:music>Nirvana: Heart Shaped Box</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 May 2004 01:58:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>how you doin...click on it for the ultimate</title>
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  <description>Well, everything seems to be going better.  Tomorrow is the Knott&apos;s Berry Farm Reward Trip, but for some odd reason I&apos;m not so excited... I don&apos;t know why- or maybe I do.  It&apos;s wierd.  I think I&apos;d just rather like go hang out with friends on the promenade or something...  A lot of kids are going to Knott&apos;s so maybe it&apos;ll be more fun than I expected.  I guess I&apos;m just in a twisted mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to the American Idol Finale.  Hughie invited me, and we had fun.  We were going to go to the after party but we were too lazy to find this guy that was supposed to help us or whatever.  FANTASIA WON:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been going at an odd pace...It&apos;s like things are going too fast, yet sometimes too slow.  And I&apos;m really confused about a lot of different things.  My whole plan trying to be all asexual is KIND of working.  But I sort of like this person and it&apos;s a bad idea...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What you&apos;ve been waiting for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://alex.beside-me.org/5-26-04nicky.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicky- modeling in the ever so hawt new designer collection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://alex.beside-me.org/5-26-04max.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;run, max, run&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://alex.beside-me.org/5-27-04dani.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dani is so gangsta&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://alex.beside-me.org/5-27-04dani2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &amp;lt;3 you dani!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://alex.beside-me.org/5-27-04matt.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://alex.beside-me.org/5-27-04matt2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matt with his lovely new hairstyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://alex.beside-me.org/5-27-04madn.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt, Auriel, Dani and Nick- these guys are just too cool for school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY I finally learned how to do fricken LJ cuts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>The Weakerthans: Left and Leaving</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">The Weakerthans: Left and Leaving</media:title>
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