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  <pubDate>Sun, 20 May 2007 00:35:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Why I don&apos;t pick up the phone</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m going to fail my finals blahhh&lt;br /&gt;Mainly because I don&apos;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;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 May 2007 03:24:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Why I hate doctors</title>
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  <description>I spent the last few days in and out of St Joe&apos;s hospital here in towson for nothing. I feel terrible, awful still. They think I have gaul bladder disease but can&apos;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&apos;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&apos;m the only one there until 5 in the morning. It was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;And now i&apos;m afraid i&apos;ll go to the ER tonight because i&apos;m in pain and i&apos;m crying and i shouldn&apos;t post this but if i tell anyone in towson whats going on they&apos;ll never leave me alone tonight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 May 2007 16:36:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Why I smell like an Ashtray</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;It&apos;s been a few days so I figured I&apos;d update. It&apos;s beautiful outside and I&apos;m still in bed...and I don&apos;t want to get out to eat which has very conflicting results. These last few days I&apos;ve been crazy stressed out so I&apos;m boycotting the phone. I&apos;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&apos;t been home in a few weeks and it&apos;s a little weird because everyone is done school but we&apos;re here until the fucking 22nd. Yeah, ok danke best friends.&lt;br /&gt;I bought FIRE FLY. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s just say I play in dangerous waters&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 May 2007 03:43:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Why I stalk you</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;If you&apos;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&apos;m probably watching you. Like right now. Skateboard somewhere else. Not really, I don&apos;t sleep so you&apos;re awkwardly keeping me company.&lt;br /&gt;I got accepted to Kutztown but I&apos;m feeling Towson.&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I don&apos;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; &quot;I want to be a robot. I&apos;m going to replace my blood with oil&quot;&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;&quot;Have fun when I die and you&apos;re all alone.&quot;&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&apos;m pretty sure I&apos;m going to puke from my allergies. Gross but true&lt;br /&gt;Can we just have a cuddle party? Let&apos;s throw away our stress in a pile of limbs.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to fun parties this weekend. I should get someone to go with me. I&apos;ll do it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2007 06:03:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Why I am emotionally unavailable</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;People who love you shouldn&apos;t get to make you feel guilty for trying to have a life. I&apos;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&apos;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&apos;t going for education and she didn&apos;t know what to say. If you know me you know that I would scar another human being I&apos;m responsible for. Hell, I can&apos;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&apos;re through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2007 14:26:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Why my schedule won&apos;t get me a degree</title>
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  <description>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 &quot;advisor&quot; wanted me to take. What an idiot. Why would i take ISTC 100? I&apos;m not elementary edu pay attention to what I&apos;m saying! I&apos;m most excited for Anth 207 and History 160 because it&apos;s a brand new class and I&apos;m the only one who has signed up for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this, Mean Girls?&lt;br /&gt;&quot;friends&quot; counts for nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, still homeless</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2007 04:30:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Why I hate girls (take 2)</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;You know exercise &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; important.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2007 01:17:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Why I shouldn&apos;t eat chinese food</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Friday was a blast. I went over to Stacie&apos;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&apos;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&apos;ve consumed enough chinese to feed a small latin american country.&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 Apr 2007 17:28:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Why I love my life</title>
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  <description>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&apos;s hotel dorm room (we own a hotel..hard to explain)&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: remember to do work for NOTHING i&apos;m pretty much done until FINALSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m excited to :&lt;br /&gt;Bring my sewing machine to school finally&lt;br /&gt;Read a new book that isn&apos;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&apos;t have any money so for my mom&apos;s birthday I made her earrings. I hope that&apos;s good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Apr 2007 22:44:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Why I&apos;m an asshole</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I really am too lazy and poor to transfer. I guess I&apos;ll stay at Towson. I&apos;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;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Apr 2007 21:53:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Why I don&apos;t like girls</title>
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  <description>&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&apos;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&apos;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 &quot;how did i wake up here?&quot; 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&apos;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;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Apr 2007 18:27:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Why I don&apos;t drink on school nights</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Thursday we decided to get smashed in the dorm, so we used all of our skillzzz and get 2 30&apos;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&apos;s in that particular social group the runaround and they all incestualy make out with eachother. It&apos;s lovely to be uninvolved, but just because I won&apos;t take your side doesn&apos;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&apos;t take sides. And no, I don&apos;t want to hear why you guys don&apos;t like eachother. Again. Not choosing sides. And no, talking about it won&apos;t make me choose your side...it just makes me not want to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be honest, if I thought I wouldn&apos;t be able to see Eric this weekend I probably wouldn&apos;t have come home. Fuck the weather forecast.&lt;br /&gt;Blah.&lt;br /&gt;Weird day.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Apr 2007 16:04:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I&apos;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&apos;t that hard because I actually studied this time. Now all i want to do is sleep. But instead I&apos;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&apos;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&apos;s. Sunday? Hopefully I&apos;ll make it to school by a decent hour.&lt;br /&gt;80&apos;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;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2007 14:47:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>why i&apos;m bad at college</title>
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  <description>I don&apos;t go to classes I don&apos;t like. Acting 101? It&apos;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&apos;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&apos;s more extreme because even the long&amp;nbsp;island girls are going so i&apos;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&apos;ll probably go to Eric&apos;s because I&apos;m a huge loser.&lt;br /&gt;I have until 4 to get the paper done.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 Apr 2007 15:58:49 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>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&apos;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&apos;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&apos;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&apos;t want to live at home.&amp;nbsp; I just don&apos;t know what to do. I&apos;d like to live in the city but all the schools are private and terribly expensive. I can&apos;t afford private school.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I&apos;ll go to class.</description>
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