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  <updated>2007-05-20T00:35:55Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coffeeshun:4326</id>
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    <title>Why I don't pick up the phone</title>
    <published>2007-05-20T00:35:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-20T00:35:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm going to fail my finals blahhh&lt;br /&gt;Mainly because I don't want to write those papers.&lt;br /&gt;But I will. I have to. Have to.&lt;br /&gt;Jersey on Tuesday. Excited&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shoot my cupid out of the sky &lt;br /&gt;Break off his wings and ask him just why &lt;br /&gt;He played such a sick joke on the fool that is me &lt;br /&gt;And curse me with this sickness &lt;br /&gt;Your love is my heart disease.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coffeeshun:3897</id>
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    <title>Why I hate doctors</title>
    <published>2007-05-11T03:24:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-11T03:24:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I spent the last few days in and out of St Joe's hospital here in towson for nothing. I feel terrible, awful still. They think I have gaul bladder disease but can't prove it so I have to go to my own doctor at home. Fuck i feel so awful and I hate hospitals.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Here is why:&lt;br /&gt;So my dad gets sick, he is stranded on the couch for a few days and my mom starts throwing up and can't function. I take her to the ER and like 5hours later they want to operate on her appendix. Whatever, not hard. Tim did it and went into the army 4 months later. No. Wrong. They fuck up and she ends up unconscious with a respirator down her throat for 2 days and I'm the only one there until 5 in the morning. It was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;And now i'm afraid i'll go to the ER tonight because i'm in pain and i'm crying and i shouldn't post this but if i tell anyone in towson whats going on they'll never leave me alone tonight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coffeeshun:3696</id>
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    <title>Why I smell like an Ashtray</title>
    <published>2007-05-06T16:36:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-06T16:36:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tilly and The Wall</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;It's been a few days so I figured I'd update. It's beautiful outside and I'm still in bed...and I don't want to get out to eat which has very conflicting results. These last few days I've been crazy stressed out so I'm boycotting the phone. I'm just not feeling into talking about nothing and something all at the same time. Blurgh.&lt;br /&gt;I might just pass intro to law though. See what happens when study (go to class)&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been home in a few weeks and it's a little weird because everyone is done school but we're here until the fucking 22nd. Yeah, ok danke best friends.&lt;br /&gt;I bought FIRE FLY. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say I play in dangerous waters&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coffeeshun:3545</id>
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    <title>Why I stalk you</title>
    <published>2007-05-01T03:43:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-01T03:43:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;If you're stupid enough to do something in the middle of the night in the courtyard and you are loud just know that you have probably waken me up and I'm probably watching you. Like right now. Skateboard somewhere else. Not really, I don't sleep so you're awkwardly keeping me company.&lt;br /&gt;I got accepted to Kutztown but I'm feeling Towson.&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I don't need to make decisions anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I have a job interview with the Baltimore Tennis Patrons on thursday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;This sums up me and Jenn:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "I want to be a robot. I'm going to replace my blood with oil"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"Have fun when I die and you're all alone."&lt;br /&gt;Harsh, but true. She grounds me.&lt;br /&gt;I am terribly terribly surrounded by pressure. I like the term open.&lt;br /&gt;Notice me. Do it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if anyone reads this...I know Stacie does :-) thanksss girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure I'm going to puke from my allergies. Gross but true&lt;br /&gt;Can we just have a cuddle party? Let's throw away our stress in a pile of limbs.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to fun parties this weekend. I should get someone to go with me. I'll do it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coffeeshun:3257</id>
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    <title>Why I am emotionally unavailable</title>
    <published>2007-04-28T06:03:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-28T06:03:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Shiny Toy Guns- Chemistry of a Car Crash</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;People who love you shouldn't get to make you feel guilty for trying to have a life. I'm miss being alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats Stacie on the myspace :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Tigerfest. I paid $2 to see fucking Dashboard. Thrilled. Excited. Let's dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents informed me today that I freak out in spring time. Apparently I have been doing it for the last few years. Something happens and I just freak out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told my mom I wasn't going for education and she didn't know what to say. If you know me you know that I would scar another human being I'm responsible for. Hell, I can't even babysit. Also, my dog locked her out of the car the other day. Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably found an apartment in Cockeysville. All I want it my own room. I need to be alone sometimes. But is it worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just so you know,&lt;br /&gt;When we get home&lt;br /&gt;We're through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coffeeshun:2977</id>
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    <title>Why my schedule won't get me a degree</title>
    <published>2007-04-25T14:26:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-25T14:26:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">MW 11-12:15 History 100&lt;br /&gt;MW 12:30-1:45 Comm 131&lt;br /&gt;MW 2-3:15 History 160&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TuTh 11-12:15 Anth 207&lt;br /&gt;TuTh 12:30-1:45 English 102&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No friday classes! No classes before 11! Some of them even count &lt;em&gt;towards&lt;/em&gt; my major despite what my "advisor" wanted me to take. What an idiot. Why would i take ISTC 100? I'm not elementary edu pay attention to what I'm saying! I'm most excited for Anth 207 and History 160 because it's a brand new class and I'm the only one who has signed up for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this, Mean Girls?&lt;br /&gt;"friends" counts for nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, still homeless</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coffeeshun:2610</id>
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    <title>Why I hate girls (take 2)</title>
    <published>2007-04-25T04:30:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-25T04:30:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;You know exercise &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; important.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coffeeshun:2524</id>
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    <title>Why I shouldn't eat chinese food</title>
    <published>2007-04-23T01:17:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-23T01:17:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Friday was a blast. I went over to Stacie's apartment when the kids went to play frisbee and I ended up staying over (hey...thanks again) I slept on an air matress that i refused to have blown up the entire way because I was exhausted and it was 3 in the morning. I woke up the next morning, watched Stacie leave for a bus to MD and slept for another 2 hours in her bed (hey...really thanks again lol) I had a greeeat time.&lt;br /&gt;I have no where to live next semester. Shit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having burgers with the security guard tonight. Last night when I crawled in at 4 we had like a half hour conversation about her family and it turned into eating food thought I've consumed enough chinese to feed a small latin american country.&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coffeeshun:2183</id>
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    <title>Why I love my life</title>
    <published>2007-04-19T17:28:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-19T17:28:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Weekend plans?&lt;br /&gt;Friday : go home immediately following class. Take shower. Hang out with my mommy cause it was her birthday tuesday. Hang out with Stacie. Go to drexel party?&lt;br /&gt;Saturday : come back to school. do nothing. go to party in Eva's hotel dorm room (we own a hotel..hard to explain)&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: remember to do work for NOTHING i'm pretty much done until FINALSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to :&lt;br /&gt;Bring my sewing machine to school finally&lt;br /&gt;Read a new book that isn't about animal sex&lt;br /&gt;Studying mating behaviors in my tribe (thats you)&lt;br /&gt;Find a place to live&lt;br /&gt;Get classes for next semester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any money so for my mom's birthday I made her earrings. I hope that's good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coffeeshun:2034</id>
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    <title>Why I'm an asshole</title>
    <published>2007-04-18T22:44:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-18T22:44:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I really am too lazy and poor to transfer. I guess I'll stay at Towson. I'm going to have to live off campus, which will be hella awesome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;So what should I take?&lt;br /&gt;Stupid me, I should take classes and not pull this shit i pulled this semester.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coffeeshun:1767</id>
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    <title>Why I don't like girls</title>
    <published>2007-04-17T21:53:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-17T21:53:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;College is fun. Living in a dorm? Not so fun. Straight back to highschool with you, I swear it.&lt;br /&gt;So some girls here decide to trash talk me because they don't like the way I joke around with them. This is one of those situations where people can make fun of you but you can't make fun of them. Uhh? Excuse me? Hells no, friend. Nothing is sacred, and if you fuck up you deserve to have someone call you out on it. Please. I would expect you to call me out on something. Learn to laugh at yourselves. Geeeze.&lt;br /&gt;Besides that? Crazy weird weekend. Just one of those "how did i wake up here?" moments. Besides the drinking for three straight days, I napped tons because of the terrible week I had last week. This week, less school work but everyone else is on edge.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy and poor to transfer.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I watched the bachelor today for some reason and I realized all they do is drink...anytime they wake up, eat, breathe, go on a date, or get kicked off they are in some state of intoxication. When I have kids I hope they see these shows and find good rolemodels.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coffeeshun:1491</id>
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    <title>Why I don't drink on school nights</title>
    <published>2007-04-14T18:27:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-14T18:27:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Thursday we decided to get smashed in the dorm, so we used all of our skillzzz and get 2 30's of natural ice. Gross but it was like 8 bucks a person, which i can deal with. There was a lot of drama because the boys on the 2nd floor like to give the girl's in that particular social group the runaround and they all incestualy make out with eachother. It's lovely to be uninvolved, but just because I won't take your side doesn't mean I want your left over attitude.&lt;br /&gt;I love when your friends insult you because they need to feel superior.&lt;br /&gt;I also find myself in the middle of a few squabbles. So no, I won't take sides. And no, I don't want to hear why you guys don't like eachother. Again. Not choosing sides. And no, talking about it won't make me choose your side...it just makes me not want to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be honest, if I thought I wouldn't be able to see Eric this weekend I probably wouldn't have come home. Fuck the weather forecast.&lt;br /&gt;Blah.&lt;br /&gt;Weird day.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coffeeshun:1246</id>
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    <title>coffeeshun @ 2007-04-12T11:59:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-12T16:04:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-12T16:04:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I'm glad I have responsible friends who both go to class and take notes. Best person ever? Jen Harlee. I copied all her intro to law notes and took the test today, which wasn't that hard because I actually studied this time. Now all i want to do is sleep. But instead I'll go to cultural studies and learn that mothers hate their babies and that there is not actualy difference between men and women besides the literal eggs and sperm. Who the hell teaches a class based on hear say? Its not real, and a lot of it can't be proven. Aka, killme.&lt;br /&gt;Weekendplans update:&lt;br /&gt;Eva asked me to go to the international festival tomorrow night because she helped plan it (from latvia)&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, home. Saturday afternoon, eric's. Sunday? Hopefully I'll make it to school by a decent hour.&lt;br /&gt;80's party rocked, though it produced probably the worst pictures EVER. And then someone threw a rock through the window. Also very classy towson. You win.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coffeeshun:854</id>
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    <title>why i'm bad at college</title>
    <published>2007-04-11T14:47:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-11T14:47:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't go to classes I don't like. Acting 101? It's terrible. The teacher makes me want to swallow bleach and gives us a million difficult assignments all on top of eachother so when an actual assignment is due, like the paper today, I have no idea until I wake up and check the frequently revised schedule.&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing a scene from the Odd Couple with Cassandra from singapore who drives me absolutely up a wall.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is going home this weekend, as usual, but it's more extreme because even the long&amp;nbsp;island girls are going so i've decided to also leave and waste my gas and time. I hope there is something fun to do on friday night like last time. Saturday I'll probably go to Eric's because I'm a huge loser.&lt;br /&gt;I have until 4 to get the paper done.</content>
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    <title>livejournal?</title>
    <published>2007-04-10T15:58:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-10T15:58:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I stalked stacie and started a livejournal since no one checks xanga anymore, and online journals are an interesting cultural development.&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was just amazing. After I got home from school I went to joe's in the city and hd a blast with Stacie, Roberta, and Jess. I mean we all stayed up until like 4 in the morning (except stacie, she wasn't feeling well so she went home) and when we woke up we just hung out for a few hours goofing off without leaving the spots where we slept. Then saturday night Stacie and I planned bowling! What a good time! Us, Big Asian Pete, Jess, Roberta, and Joe at Baker Lanes, then we went to my friend greg's house who was drunk as hell and embarassing. He gave us all beer, joe got drunk, and i chugged in the diner parking lot. Classy.&lt;br /&gt;All in all? Best weekend at home...in years.&lt;br /&gt;I need to transfer somewhere, but where? Kutztown? ehh. Camden County? ehhhhhhhhh. Rowan? I don't want to live at home.&amp;nbsp; I just don't know what to do. I'd like to live in the city but all the schools are private and terribly expensive. I can't afford private school.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll go to class.</content>
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