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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-06-29T01:06:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Too early for a kitten to be up...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I was up till 3am. :\ I had fun talking to a few people on yahoo, always interesting. I went to bed at 3:15, fell asleep, got sick at like, 5am. That sucked. After I got done throwing up I went back to sleep. I think someone called at 7:00, but my dad got it. Then my aunt called at 8:00, I had to answer, and bring him the phone. Bringing him the phone involved me getting covered up, going downstairs, outside, and to where he is putting together a shed. So I went back upstairs to bed. 10:30, another call, cover up, downstairs, etc. I told him I wasn't answering the phone anymore. So, upstairs, back in bed, 11:30, I can hear the phone ringing, one, two three, four rings. Bastard didn't even answer it. Blah. And even in the middle of this post, someone calls. So I left the phone out there for him to answer. Blah. Last night I was downloading a music video "Kitty" by the United States of America. Well, I left it to download, came back an hour later and my computer had been invaded by mass amounts of porn. :: gag:: It was sort of interesting, but, blah. I hate when people mislabel stuff like that! It happend when I tried to download "Stitches" by Orgy, too. Grrr. Then my dad accused me of downloading porn, which I'm not stupid enough to get caught with that.<br/>I have no clue what I'm doing today. Probably just hanging around. There really isn't much to do around here unless you're 18, which I won't be for a good three and a half years. :\ It's cool that I'll be 18 early when I get to my Senior year, though. I'l be all cool and stuff. :D</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-06-29T07:06:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She said I don't know if I've ever been good enough...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>..I'm a little bit rusty...<br/>My dad and Tracy worked on building a shed all afternoon. Then they came in, and decided to take a nap, together, in the same bed. :: eye roll :: So, eventually they got up. I went to my bathroom to pee, because of my need for tampons. I'm peeing and Tracy walks ino my room.."Oh, you're in here!" "Uh, yeah" *no shit*, she left, I took care of the tampon buisness, go downstairs. She goes upstairs, into my room and grabs a blowdryer. She could of just asked. :\  <br/>Later we went to drop Tracy off at home. We went out to eat at Chili's. It was pretty good. So we are driving her to her place, and my dad says "I ate too much, I am so full. I should purge" Tracy:"No, don't do that" dad: "You know, she use to do that" I reallly, really want to just erase things he knows. So I flick his shoulder hard with my fingers, his response was "Oh, was that a secret?" Then he goes on to say how stupid it is, with Tracy agreeing. :: growls:: So we drop her off, and drove home. We haven't said anything to each other since, except him making me water plants. I wish I had some soy ice cream, that would taste good right now. It's been sooooo hot here. It was 93 today. Too fricken hot! :( I need to listen to love songs. This chick Brianna likes me, I think. Day-vid says she does, but I'm not sure. It'd be cool to have a girlfriend, only problem is that she lives sort of far from me. :(</p>
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  <dc:date>2003-06-29T10:06:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[MEMORY SPEW: North Carolina mornings before school..]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I was going through all the songs on my KaZaA and came across "Last Resort" by Papa Roach. When I was in sixth grade I went to a year round magnent school. I was track one, so I started July 11. I caught a 6:10 bus, so I got up at 5am, got dressed, and went downstairs. I would turn MTV on while I was getting ready. I always saw "Last Resort"-Papa Roach, "Kryptonite"-Three Doors Down, "Never Let You Go"-Third Eye Blind, "She's So High"-Tal Bachman. Every morning I saw these videos. Then I'd walk to my bus stop, listening to my Antichrist Superstar CD by Marilyn Manson, and freeze my butt off. The bus ride was fourty-five minutes long. When I got to school, I went to the cafeteria and ate a quick breakfast, which was usually a plastic bowl of corn flakes and a muffin. It wasn't bad. I always ate with Marcus Williams, he was my first crush, and all he ever would be. Then we walked together to our classes. First period, music with Mr. O'Neal, my first gay teacher. Second period, English with Mrs. Kromenacker, she gave me my first D, she was an Eglish Natzi. Third period, Math with Mrs.Day, I got to do independent study since I could do the math on my own easily. Fourth period, History with Mrs. Faulkner, this was my favorite class. Then we had lunch.At lunch we had assigned seats, I sat by Marcus and Daniel. After lunch came sixth period, Science with Mrs. Griffin, boring class. Seventh period, health/PE with Mrs. Forte, that PE was cool. Eight period, band with Mrs. Fulton, I never liked playing the Clarinet that much. Then school was out at 2:15,caught bus 8, came home arond 3:15, watched TV and did homework, ate dinner, watched TV with my Mom and dad, and went to bed. Every day was like that, and I was happy.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-06-30T06:06:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Huzzah!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I know this isn't good, but I have wonderful lying skills when needed. My dad believed me, and I'm not in any trouble. Do you have any clue how relieved I am? I couldn't eat all day, what I had eaten before I had to throw up, and blah. I had bread with butter, and some cottage cheese for dinner. If I'm allergic to dairy, I will die. I eat cottage cheese soooo much. It's good stuff. I had my friend, <3 Jim<3, told me how to clean out cookies, etc.. So.. I love him. I owe him a big favor. :) He deserves it, though. Anyways, blah, I was so scared. I cleaned out everything, deleated anything and everything that could be incriminating. Go me. :)I lost stuff I liked a lot though. Like a story I was working on. I'm gonna make someone send it back to me. I need to finish it!!<br/>Jim gave me a wonderful idea, I should write a novel. It would be the perfect teen angst novel, because it would secretly be about me. So, shhhh! when it hits Top Ten Best Sellers list, please. :D That would rock. I was thinking I could start with the move from North Carolina to Rocklin, CA and go up until this point. It will be interesting, lots of angst, and bad things always happening. <3 <br/>I'm hella tired, we had workers here starting at 7am. I hadn't gone to bed until 5am... so I listened to them until noon, and got up. They made to much noise. When I was making my lunch, they were staring at my through the kitchen window like they'd never seen a girl in a white tank top and lime green pj shorts. Oi. I talked to Brianna today, she really wants to come with us to the fire works stuff at Cal Expo. Blah. I'd rather stay in and make my own fire works. :X But, that's just me... My dad said he'd have to ask his gf if it'd be okay. :\ Bah, what a pain in the ass.<br/><3</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-01T04:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[::yawns and crawls into the closest lap::]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I was up till 2:30am, and slept like a rock. That is, until the landscapers came. :\ They kept waking me up and stuff. So I drifted on and off from sleep until 10am. Then I suddenly remembered an important email that had to be written. For some reason, I thought it'd be late. :\ Even though it wasn't. So I finished that up, let Leno call me, talked to him for a bit, then went back to bed. At eleven my brother Brian called. "Hey little sister, it's your big brother calling to bug you" :) So I talked to him for about a half hour, then went back to bed. Then my dad called, asking me to put in a load of towels and stuff. After that I went to bed. When I woke up again, it was 3pm, and I had missed 6 calls, according to my phone. Blah. People, I like to sleep. So, that's how my day went so far. Then I tried to fry okra, that didn't work. So I settled for half a cup of the insta lunch noodle stuff. So I'm content, even though my stomach isn't.<br/>I finally found out when I'm coming back from Peru, I will be back on... the 15th of August... There, now all of you can relax and rejoice my return. Since I know you will grieve at my depart. :) But enjoy me while I'm here, because when I'm gone I will relax, and forget about ANY AND ALL worries. I don't deserve stress. Stress-shitty. Shitty stuff doesn't fly well with me. :D My dad is going to a counselor today. He said he needs help with his 'grief'. :\ Oi. So I'm betting that tonight when he comes home, it'll be "On a scale of one to ten, how was your day?" and my answer will always be 8, because it bugs him. Then he'll want me to be emotionally open with him, which I will never be. Because he is him, and I am me. We do not mix well. Two different worlds, one house, not that good. At least I'm a peace keeper.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-01T09:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Mmmm... cheez-its You want me, you cannot have my cheez-its!!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>My dad has decided to get 'net-nanny' to prevent any future incidents. :: eye roll :: Oh well. I asked for a laptop, he looked into having a trade in... our computer is worth $171. He was pretty upset about it. But I mean, I *did* tell him he should get it traded in sooner. So, oh well.<br/>My dad thinks I'm depressed. :\ Which I am not, anymore. He didn't notice it when I was, but he notices it when I'm not. What a jerk. So now he wants me to see a counselor. Mostly because it 'really disturbs' him that I choose not to believe in God. I have that choice. Then he starts trying to push guilt on me. <br/>"Your mother believed in God, ya know" "She knew she was with God before she died, remember when she said that?" I said no, she didn't tell me, you told me. "What? She didn't tell you?!" So, blah. Then he said that if I wanted a laptop going to counseling on a regular basis is what I'd have to do to get it. What a load of bs. So, his reasons for me to go to counseling to talk about life. What would I talk about? I like mine, hope you like yours, I could give chicken shit about anyone else who doesn't affect me. I honestly dislike counselors. Every single school year I have to see the school one for something. :\ <br/>3rd grade: Concern about teasing (just asked if it bothered me too much)<br/>4th grade: Concern about how I feel about moving (if I was okay with it)<br/>5th grade: Concern about my Mom's illness (If I was coping okay)<br/>6th grade: Concern about me not talking (Had to go to a group thing twice a week for about three months)<br/>7th grade: Dad asked the school to check up on me<br/>1st time: Mom left for a month<br/>2nd time: Mom died<br/>3rd time: Teasing<br/>4th time: Follow-up<br/>8th grade: Purging ( which was/is none of their business)<br/>Counselors = trouble<br/>Anyways, tonight I went to a movie with my dad. We saw 28 Days, which I liked. My dad left a few times because it got too gory for him. Poor him. I liked the gore.<3<br/>I'm suppose to go to the doctor tomorrow. For my headaches, and since something I'm eating keeps making me sick. I can't figure it out. On top of that, I've hella lost my appetite. Oh well. Life goes on. :) I'm content. <br/><3</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-01T11:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Very interesting conversation...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I talked to my ex, Mike, tonight. His girlfriend cheated on him, he seemed upset about it. I feel bad for him. They've been going out since he dumped me, which is.. nine months, I think. I can tell he likes her a lot. I hope everything turns out for the best for him. Although if I was him, I would of dumped her. Cheating is a big no-no. Although, he felt that I had sort of cheated on him when Taylor and I fooled around, Taylor is a girl that I sort of slept with last July. He didn't tell me it bothered him, and that bothers me. He said that breaking up with me was a hard decision, which is kind of cool. I wasn't a push off, but then again, no one else has ever done that to me. Except for Dani, but he doesn't count because he didn't have a good reason to break up with me. Anyways, Mike said he wants to smoke and/or drink with me sometime. Which would be hella cool. He was nice to hang around with, at least that's how I remember him. I want to smoke with him soon, later this week or sometime next would be cool. <br/><3</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-02T12:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And I have honored your request for silence....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... and you washed your hands clean of this!... <br/>I went to the doctor at ten. Told him I was having problems with my headaches, idigestion, and acne. For my head aches, he said I'm getting mild/moderate migraines. So he told me to try tylenol for a few days, and if that didn't work he'd call in a perscription. For my idigestion, he told me to keep a log of what I eat and when I get sick. I really don't wanna do that. I can live. I'm almost positive I'm allergic to something, just need to get an allergy test done. For my acne, he said I have the most mild kind of acne (although it bothers the hell out of me) so he gave me two perscription creams. I hope they work. The creams make me more sensitive to light though, which is bad because I already have a really bad time with sunburns and whatnot. When he was checking out my eyes, he said I have big pupils, so that is another characteristic of sun allergy I have. Go me? <br/>My dad is being a dick again. Surprise? No. Pain in the ass? Yes. He had said that going to Ozzfest would be okay. Now he is saying he is unable to take me, and if I were to find a ride, he would have to meet the parents, talk to them, etc. Which means I can't go with a friend that drives. Then he starts saying how I shouldn't even be friends with anyone in highschool, even though I've dated three that were. He knew and met them. I can't wait till I'm able to get away. I hate living with him. If he were to die, I would go to my Uncle in Seattle, WA. Or, if I wanted, my sister in Dallas, TX. Both of which I would really, really, want. But what's the likelyhood, er, luck, of that happening to me?</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-02T12:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Muhahahaha!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/gloomfairie/1046219609_marquis.gif" border="0" alt="marquis"><br>You are the Marquis Da Sade. Even stripped of<br>exaggerations, Your real life was as dramatic<br>and as tragic as a cautionary tale. Born to an<br>ancient and noble house, you were married<br>(against your wishes) to a middle-class heiress<br>for money, caused scandals with prostitutes and<br>with your sister-in-law, thus enraging your<br>mother-in-law, who had you imprisoned under a<br>lettre de cachet for 14 years until the<br>Revolution freed you. Amphibian, protean,<br>charming, you became a Revolutionary,<br>miraculously escaping the guillotine during the<br>Terror, only to be arrested later for<br>publishing your erotic novels. You spent your<br>final 12 years in the insane asylum at<br>Charenton, where you caused another scandal by<br>directing plays using inmates and professional<br>actors. You died there in 1814, virtually in<br>the arms of your teenage mistress.<br/>You are a revolutionary deviant. I applaud you.<br/><br><br><a href="http://quizilla.com/users/gloomfairie/quizzes/Which%20Imfamous%20criminal%20are%20you%3F/"> <font size="-1">Which Imfamous criminal are you?</font></a><BR> <font size="-3">brought to you by <a href="http://quizilla.com">Quizilla</a></font></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-03T07:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Please die Ana...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>...For as long as you're here, we're not... <br/>I got up at ten, went downstairs, watched a little TV and took care of some buisness. At noon I decided to eat some lunch, so I had Special K with strawberries cereal. So I ate that, decided to take a shower. Went upstairs to purge, purged... and then there was blood, again, which isn't cool. That means I have to stop for a few days, which also isn't cool. So I showered, came downstairs to grab clothes out of the dryer and my dad is home with his gf. Blah. So I didn't get to do much. Got dressed, did a few chores, chatted online. At dinner tonight I asked my dad what we were gonna do tomorrow, and the agenda is<br/>12:00- lunch at Chevy's with his gf and gf's family<br/>After lunch-dinner: Card games, board games, etc..<br/>Dinner: Grilling stuff<br/>After dinner: Going to Cal Expo to watch the fireworks<br/>Watch the fireworks... I'd rather be lighting the damn things off!! What point is there if you can only watch them and not take part in them? It's gonna drive me crazy. :( At least I don't have to be outside all day. :: sighs:: Long, boring day. :: collapse:: Nothing happened, this drives me nuts. I'll probably take a bath tonight and finish my book.<br/><3</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-03T09:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Oooo.... guess who's gonna get new clothes?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I am!<br/>Item: A Perfect Circle Cat T-Shirt<br/>Item: Bauhaus Bela Lugosi Is Dead T-Shirt<br/>Item: Coldplay Album Cover T-Shirt<br/>Item: Lord Of The Rings Orcs T-Shirt<br/>Item: New Order Ceremony T-Shirt<br/>Item: Peter Murphy Photo T-Shirt<br/>Item: Tripp Black With Royal Stitch Strap Pant<br/><br/>Yay! Go Elle! And this amounted under $200, which is good, think about it, seven shirts and one pair of pants for about $170. It was good. Go me. So I have to wait, now. I wish I had picked three day shipping, instead I got the 7-10 buisness days. Maybe it will come early for me, because obviously I am wonderful. This is the first time I've ever ordered clothes online. :: giggle:: I'm excited.<br/>I need sugar.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-05T02:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[My fourth of July]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>9:30- got up<br/>10:15- showered<br/>11:15- left for Chevy's<br/>12:15- Tracy and her daughter's family arived late.<br/>1:00- left to go to Tracy's<br/>2:00- Started playing Patience ( I didn't win out of three games)<br/>6:30- ate dinner<br/>7:15- left for park<br/>7:30-8:50- took Taylor on rides<br/>9:00- grabbed a corn on the cob<br/>9:30- Fire works went off<br/>10:10- Fire works are over<br/>10:15- headed back to Tracy's<br/>11:20- got back to Tracy's, and ate pie<3<br/>11:55- Got home<br/>12:00- read a bad email<br/>1:30- went to bed<br/><br/>The fireworks were great. We were fifty feet away from the platform, and they were the BIG fireworks. It was neat. My migraines weren't too bad, dad bought me extra strength tylenol, so that works for about 3 hours. So, that's good. :) :: sighs:: It was a long night when I got home, a friend of mine broke her back, but she's okay now, so, blah. I worry too much.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-05T10:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Rawr?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/londonbelow/1038911418_ondagebear.jpg" border="0" alt="Bondage Bear"><br>Bondage Bear<br/><br><br><a href="http://quizilla.com/users/londonbelow/quizzes/Which%20Dysfunctional%20Care%20Bear%20Are%20You%3F/"> <font size="-1">Which Dysfunctional Care Bear Are You?</font></a><BR> <font size="-3">brought to you by <a href="http://quizilla.com">Quizilla</a></font></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-06T05:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Dark obsessions in the name of love...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>...The addiction we're both apart of... <br/>Sleeping with Rick was bad. I screwed up things beyond belief with someone I thought was out of the picture. I can't believe it is turning out like this. I regret what I did an would do anything to take it back. I will regret this for a very, very long time, if not the rest of my life. I shouldn't have done it, but I did. <br/>A beloved pet was thrown into on coming traffic because she left a present on her owner's rug, which he wasn't happy about, obviously.<br/>In a sentence, that is exactly how I feel. I don't know what to do to make things okay, I screwed them up really bad... <br/>On the lighter side... <br/>I watched my new favorite movie last night. Lolita, the 1998 version. It was really, really good. I <3 it. <br/>Today, dad took me to Dimples, and I bought two new CDs.<br/>Exciter-Depeche Mode<br/>and<br/>Frogstamp-Silverchair<br/>I'm listening to Depeche Mode at the moment, keeping myself calm.. :: sighs:: <br/>Head aches suck.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-06T06:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Survey stolen from Tristan<3]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Survey:<br/>[x] Spell your first name backwards: ellE<br/>[x] Are you gay? Neh, not really.<br/>[x] Where do you live? Sacramento, California, and in Tristan's lap<br/>[x]Four words that sum you up? Sexual, loving, honest, submissive<br/><br/>Describe your:<br/>[x] Wallet: Black leather with studs<br/>[x] Hairbrush: Black rolling brush<br/>[x] Tooth brush: Blue<br/>[x] Jewelry worn daily: Collar<br/>[x] Pillow cover: Purple<br/>[x] Blanket: Christmas blanket, goose blanket<br/>[x] Coffee cup: None<br/>[x] Sunglasses: Black<br/>[x] Shoes: Cheap boots from Big 5 Sporting Goods<br/>[x] Handbag: Neh<br/>[x] Favorite top: My Inca Kola shirt<br/>[x] Perfume: BCB Girls: Metro<br/>[x] CD in stero: Frogstamp- Silverchair<br/>[x] What are you wearing right now:Care Bear shirt, red bra, red thong, baggy black jeans<br/>[x] Hair: up<br/>[x] Make-up: Black eye-liner, black mascara <br/><br/>Who or what (is/are/was)<br/>[x] In my mouth: Retainer, it's black with silver sparkles<br/>[x] In my head: Guilt beyond belief<br/>[x] Wishing: I hadn't screwed up<br/>[x] After this: It will be a long time since I started this<br/>[x] Talking to: Pangy<br/>[x] Eating: Nothing, drinking flavored water<br/>[x] Fetishes: Whips, canes, flogger, candle wax, sm, etc.<br/>[x] If you could get away with it and murder anyone, who and for what reason: Leah, for saying things about my Mother and spreading rumors that I killed her.<br/>[x] Person you wish you could see right now: Aaron<br/>[x] Is next to you: A lamp<br/>[x] Some of your favorite movies: Lolita, Reqiem for a Dream, The Cure, The New Guy, Quills<br/>[x] Something you're looking forward to in the upcoming month: Going to Peru and Brazil<br/>[x] The last thing you ate: Chicken fajitas from Chevy's<br/>[x] Something that you are deathly afraid of: Cancer, and dying in my sleep<br/>[x] Do you like candles: Yes<br/>[x] Do you like hot wax: Love it<br/>[x] Do you like incense: Sort of<br/>[x] Do you like the taste of blood: Is this a trick question?<br/>[x] Do you believe in love: Passionately<br/>[x] Do you believe in soul mates: Yes<br/>[x] Do you believe in love at first: Neh, gotta make sure he's not an idiot.<br/>[x] Do you believe in Heaven: Nah<br/>[x] Do you believe in forgiveness: Yes<br/>[x] Do you believe in God: Whatever<br/>[x] What do you want done with your body when you die: Cut into pieces, played with, cremated and spread along Flathead Lake<br/>[x] Who is your worst enemy: Leah<br/>[x] What are some of your favorite pig out foods: Pretzels, and Cheez-Its<br/>[x] Anyone you miss that you haven't seen in a long time: Aaron comes to mind... :: sighs:: <br/>[x] What's one thing you want to make happen for tomorrow: See Aaron</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-06T09:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA["Never Ending"-Onesidezero]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>it feels like a lonely day<br/>it seems like a throw away<br/>and everything is a sad reminder of the way we could be together<br/>it feels like a lonely day<br/><br/>never ending, a never ending day, a never ending day<br/><br/>there will be a next time<br/>in my heart, in my mind<br/>i see me beneath you<br/>before the truth can seep through<br/>this is so contagious<br/>and every day it changes<br/>there will be a next time<br/><br/>shape turns a false display<br/>hoped for a holiday<br/>a sequel to the memory of her, and the day we laid together<br/>it feels like a lonely day<br/><br/>(chorus)<br/> <br/><br/>It's over.<br/>It hurts.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-07T03:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Wouldn't be nice if we were older?::Then we wouldn't have to wait so long.. 
:: yawns]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Then we wouldn't have to wait so long.. <br/>:: yawns:: Sleeping is overrated. I read three books after I left for the night. "Cathedral of Vampires", "Sips of Blood", and "Masques and Martyrs" I kept myself entertained, but eventually fell asleep. I should see how long I can stay awake, ought to be interesting. If I can go a week, then I can sleep for a few days before I go to South America. Neh, maybe not... The patio in the backyard was finally finished today. All that's left is putting in grass and plants. So we'll no longer have a backyard made of rocks.<br/>I talked to Curtis for a little bit last night. I'm hoping to hook up with him later this week, that'd be nice. He still loves me, so that's good. :) <3 I love him a bit, too.<br/>Up until this point being young hasn't been much of a problem, other than 'jail bait' accusations. There have been more and more times that I wished I was 18. Living on my own. Being able to go out when I pleased, have whoever over without worries. Living in an apartment in Seattle would be lovely. Room mate? Maybe. With a room mate there could be problems, especially when it comes to coming and going when I want to. But, I'm not 18, so why bother? I should just put a lot of things that I've gotten into the last three years on hold for the next four years. Then I'll be 18, legal and able to without causing too many issues. For my 18th birthday, I want to get my tongue pierced. I really want to get my nipples pierced soon, that'd be nice. <br/>I had an interesting dream last night. I was in the mountains, able to live there with a friend of mine for the winter. I was taking a group snowboarding lesson. The instructor's name was Ian. After one lesson, he started putting his arm around me, we went to his cabin and then things started happening. I'll leave that to your imagination. I wish things like that happened to me. Being the only Lolita is someone's eyes. Being something adored, taken care of... and loved? I know I had a chance at that, and I ruined it. :: sighs:: I regret needing to be loved, I should stick to my nymphet needs.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-07T07:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And the Northern girls with the way they kiss...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/and_the_northern_girls_with_the_way_they_kiss.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>... keep their boyfriends warm at night.. <br/>Eh, went to fill my acne prescription, got that taken care of. Went with my dad to look at outdoor crap for our patio. Went to California Backyards, Costco, and Wal-mart. At Wal-mart I got a red tank top, plain black shirt, and a red shirt that says 'hottie'. Good, cheap stuff. While we were there Nell called me. She talked about how she was really depressed now, etc... :( Poor thing. Her and Mike (not my ex) had broken up for a day, but got back together. She seemed really upset about that. I don't blame her though. I would be, too.<br/>Neh. I want to go smoke with someone. Curtis has a gf, and I don't know about asking Mike.. bleh. The rest of my smoking buddies either have jobs that test, or moved out.:(<br/><3</p>
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  <dc:date>2003-07-08T12:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Neh..]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/vinacross/1041991326_fPerfectGF.gif" border="0" alt="You're Perfect ^^"><br>-Perfect- You're the perfect girlfriend. Which<br>means you're rare or that you cheated :P You're<br>the kind of chick that can hang out with your<br>boyfriend's friends and be silly. You don't<br>care about presents or about going to fancy<br>placed. Hell, just hang out. You're just happy<br>being around your boyfriend.<br/><br><br><a href="http://quizilla.com/users/vinacross/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Girlfriend%20Are%20You%3F/"> <font size="-1">What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?</font></a><BR> <font size="-3">brought to you by <a href="http://quizilla.com">Quizilla</a></font></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-08T04:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[My decision concerning: Nipple piercing]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I found someone who will pay for the supplies, and I'm going to pierce my nipples. Yes, pierce them, all the way through, both. Yesh.. This was my summer goal, and doing it will wonderful. I am really excited about this. :D I should have it done by next week. I've been smiling and giggling ever since. :D:D:D I'm gonna use barbells. The ones I bought have flame balls, uber sexy with pink nipples, eh? It'll hurt, but I can handle it. :D<br/><3</p>
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  <dc:date>2003-07-08T11:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Toucha, touch, touch me!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I wanna be diiiiirty... !<br/>I have to go to the dentist tomorrow at 8:40am. :( Then, my dad is making me walk home. It'll be 103 degrees out tomorrow. :( Yuck. I got some new cloths... two long sleeve shirts, a short sleeved shirt, a tank top, plus five thongs. One is pink with butterflies, flames, white, crimson, and a purple ie on. :) Sexy.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-09T03:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You need someone older and wiser...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/you_need_someone_older_and_wiser.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>... telling you want to do, I'm 17 going 18, I'll take care of you...<br/>Seriously, this song was created to enforce the stay at home mother/homemaker stuff. Hehe.. <br/>Boys do not know the proper care for a little girl. I am 14, going on 15, innocent as a rose. ;) I went to the dentist early this morning. The lady that was cleaning my teeth is the mother of a kid that made fun of me at Granite Oaks. I made sure to tell her all the good stuff. Even better, I confirmed her feeling that Billy, Taryn, Allison, etc... were bratty girls. :D That brightened my day. Plus, I am cavity free, as expected. ::curtsies:: Go me. At noon I went with my dad to pick out plants and flowers for the backyard. Neh, that was okay, he picked the ugly trees, but, oh well. Then we headed home around one. I took a nap, got up, then I laid down when I got a headache. Neh. I'm really content with how some things worked out. :D</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-10T05:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Storm clouds may gather, stars may collide...::... but I love you, until the end of time... 
:: le sigh]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... but I love you, until the end of time... <br/>:: le sigh:: I feel really good today. I slept in till 12:40, had gone to bed at 2am. I washed towels, emptied the dish washer, and cleaned my room. The workers laid sod until 9:30 last night. The yard looks really good. :) Much better than it did before. Been listening to love songs most of today... then my dad called. He had lunch with Tracy today. She says that my father is raising me wrong, that he is too loose with me, I do not have the right values, and that I don't do enough to help him out...<br/>A) I wash my clothes, and towels when need be.<br/>B) I clean up my dishes, and dishes I dirty when I make dinner or eat something.<br/>C)My room is not spotless, but it is decent.<br/>D) <br/>1.Considering the fact that I care for myself in almost every aspect, except being financially supported, I am a good kid.<br/>2. I make sure I eat right, have proper hygeine, and good mental health. I one or two that look out for me, but who else does? Certainly not my father, although he may think he does.<br/>E) Values, I value trust, honestly, health, my talents, friendship, and good doing. No, I do not value any sort of God. I believe in Karma, I give my good, and I get my good.<br/>F)Is this from talking to in depth? I think not.<br/><br/>A final thought, my dad could just be saying this to sucker me into doing house work, spending time with him, and/or going to church. All three I do not think I need to do. I don't value family, any living family. What have they done to give me any value of them? Nothing. Nehhh! <br/><3</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-11T07:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[When I said 'we', you know I meant 'me'...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>...And when I said sweet, I meant dirty...<br/>Slept in till 12:40 today. 'Twas good. But I was up an hour earlier than that, my dad was home, and I didn't want to see him. I still haven't asked him about Tracy. Nehh... I'll eventually ask. Just not now. My dad and I wanted to go to a movie tonight. Pirates of the Caribbean was sold out, so was The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. So we decided to go to Borders. I got the new Shadow Saga book by Christopher Golden, it's called "The Gathering Dark" I hope Mary Anne Mitchell comes out with a new book soon. I liked the other ones I read; "Sips of Blood", "Cathedral of Vampires", "Qunched". They were good-plus they got me into Marquis de Sade. :D I also want Michel Faber to write more books! I read "Under the Skin", and "The Crimson Petal and the White" by him. I let Dani borrow TCPatW, then he dumped me and moved. I'm gonna buy the paper back, it's $15, I paid $36 for the hard back. :\ Bastard. I looked around for Lolita, but I couldn't remember who it was by, and the only person that tried to help me was this guy who kept flirting with me. >.< So I got this book, and the new Marilyn Manson CD. He was also my cashier, so when I went to pay he said:<br/>Him: "So, you're buying this for a friend?"<br/>Me: "No, for me"<br/>Him: "Hehe, gotta love spooky kid friends"<br/>Me: "No, it's really for me"<br/>Him: ":: stares:: Oh, I see"<br/>Heh, talk about a dickhead. Oh, well, serves him right for not helping me find the book I wanted. :P I guess tomorrow I'm not babysitting, but I will on Sunday, I think. I think I might head to the computer place later, around 8pm. That'd be nice. :) Sometime next week, before I leave, my dad and I are having dinner with his new boss and new boss's wife. >.< Nehh... Good stuff.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-12T12:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Cotton case for an iron pill...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/cotton_case_for_an_iron_pill.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>... Distorted eyes, when everything is clearly dying... <br/>Farrett loves me. <3 He messaged me at 9:20.. <br/>Farrett: "Wanna go to a movie?"<br/>Me: "Now?"<br/>Farrett: "Yeah"<br/>I asked my dad, and he said yes. Which I didn't think would happen. But, yeah. Rockage. We went at saw The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. It was cool. It had Mina Harker(from Bram Stoker's Dracula) in it. Got home around 12:20. Not too bad. :) <br/><3</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-12T04:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Who is that girl I see? Staring strait back at me...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/who_is_that_girl_i_see_staring_strait_back_at_me.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>...why is my relfection someonne I don't know?...<br/>Mmm... sleeping in till noon... <3 My dad went out and bought a grill, finally. So now I can grill chicken to my hearts content. So tonight for dinner, he decided stirfry would be good. >.< We have a grill, we should use it. I'll convince him otherwise. He got the grill together, then notices that the grill cover thing has a dent that caused a hole. So we went back to Wal-mart and picked up the top from the display. Then he decided that he *needed* ice cream. Heh. So we went to Baskin Robins. He got a double scoop of Pralines and Cream in a waffle cone, and I had Maui Brownie. It was good, had macadamian nuts, brownie chunks, and fudge in chocolate ice cream. <3 I'm finally sorting out clothes. Stuff I want, stuff I don't, etc... and finding lots of sock. o.O It's odd.I have old junk that I want, but have no place for now. :\ Which makes me sad.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-13T09:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Could you let down your hair, be transparent for a while?...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/could_you_let_down_your_hair_be_transparent_for_a_while.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>...Just a little while, to see if you're human afterall...<br/>It seems my brother is getting a divorce. Sonya, his wife, wants to move back South. He was doing everything he could to do that for her. He was accepted for a job in Atlanta, Georgia, but I guess that wasn't close enough for her. They got into a fight, and Sonya threw a plate at him, the plate missed and broke. Since Sonya had a baby before she met him, Chris never adopted her kid... so he'll have no rights to her. Haley Rebecca, my neice, is the sweetest little girl I've ever seen. Whenever it was time to go from our house back home, she threw a temper tantrum when she had to say good bye to me. Kicking... screaming... pulling hair... crying... everything. I'm gonna miss her so much. :: Sighs:: She's sweet. <br/>My father and I went to see Pirates of the Carribean... the movie with Johnny Depp in it... :: grin:: I kept thinking about how nice it would be to snuggle up to a certain someone... he knows... I'm his little girl. 0:) It was really good. :D Graphics are neat.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-14T11:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I never wrote you a love song, somehow words could no express what I needed to say...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_never_wrote_you_a_love_song_somehow_words_could_no_express_what_i_needed_to_sa.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>.. and so I never wrote you a love song, and now it's much, much too late 'cause you've gone away...<br/>So.. Chris and Sonya are NOT getting a divorce. Jeezy Creezy. Here I thought I was going to lose my niece one day, and the next I'm not... two words: Marriage counselor. Seriously, they need to see one. Rawr.<br/>I got new clothes today, again.Yes, I'm spoiled, but my dad brought it up. Mostly because he was play tripping me, and actually tripped me, which caused me to fall into a bunch of flowers at Home Depot. Went to Mervyn's for the first time. I got a pink pair of ADIDAS shorts, black ADIDAS pants, green army shorts, and a regular black swimming suit. Good stuff. Came home, help my dad put a table together and that was it.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-15T03:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[My Life: The Ellecat Story]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>01) Opening Credits: "You Get What you Give"-New Radicals<br/>02) Waking-Up Scene: "No Rain"-Blind Mellon<br/>03) Average-Day Scene: "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds"-The Beatles<br/>04) First-Date Scene: "Wasted and Ready"-Ben Kweller<br/>05) Falling-In-Love Scene: "Love You Madly"-Cake<br/>06) Love Scene: "Breakfast at Tiffany's"-Deep Blue Something<br/>07) Hardcore Fuck Scene: "Slave to Lust"-The Mission UK<br/>08) Fight-With-Friend Scene: "Special"-Garbage<br/>09) Break-Up Scene: "You Make Me Feel Like a Whore"-Everclear<br/>10) Get-Back-Together Scene: "I'll Be"-Edwin McCain<br/>11) Fight-At-Home Scene: "Self Deception"-Lacuna Coil<br/>12) Depressing Scene: "Sometimes Wanna Die"-Joy Drop<br/>13) Depressing Drunk Scene: "Hurt"-Johnny Cash<br/>14) Life's Okay Scene: "Don't Tell Me"-Madonna<br/>15) Heartbreak Scene: "Marilyn, My Bitterness"-The Cruxshadows<br/>16) Im Going To Get Them Back Scene: "Trying"-Lifehouse<br/>17) Im Ok With It Being Over Scene: "Last Beautiful Girl"-Matchbox20<br/>18) Mental-Breakdown Scene: "Emotion Sickness"-Silverchair<br/>19) Driving Scene: "Black Whole Sun"-Soundgarden<br/>20) Lesson-Learning Scene: "Airships"-VNV Nation<br/>21) Deep-Thought Scene: "Feathery Wings"-Voltaire<br/>22) Flashback Scene: "Everybody Hurts"-REM<br/>23) Getting High/High Scene: "'Cause I Got High"-Afro-Man<br/>24) Party scene: "If You Don't, Don't"-Jimmy Eat World<br/>25) Happy/Crazy Dance Scene: "Friday, I'm in Love"-The Cure<br/>26) Night Driving Scene: "Return"-The Cruxhadows<br/>27) Regret Scene: "3 Libras"-A Perfct Circle<br/>28) Long-Night-Alone Scene: "Miss You Love"-Silverchair <br/>29) Death Scene: "Simple Kind of Life"-No Doubt<br/>30) Closing Credits: "Slutgarden"-Marilyn Manson</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-15T05:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Never knew I could feel like this....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>...Like I'd never seen the sky before...<br/>My dad and I had pizza for dinner. I had mine with tomatoes, and he had sausage and mushroom. So we were sitting down, eating dinner and watching the news... there was a girl my age that was raped today. It was on her way home. So my dad starts saying how I should take some self defense classes, etc... then says.. "Do you have any questions about sex?" Gah, no, no, no! I know more than you do, I don't need to ask! And then, he insists that I should ask.. gah, yuck.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-16T11:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Oh yeah, you're skin and bones... turned into beautiful...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... You know, for you, I'd bleed myself dry, for you I'd bleed myself dry...<br/>Woke up around 6:30am with a pounding migraine.:\ Threw up in the bathroom for a couple hours. Laid in bed till 1pm, got up and signed online, still unable to see out of my right eye. Talked to a certain someone<3 who was upset with me for not wanting to go lay down. Of course, me being a brat and sick of laying down argued. >.< This earned me a call, which was more bad than good, although it was probably better than what I would have done. So I went upstairs, took a nice, long, hot shower. Came downstairs, ate a hot pocket, laid down and watched TV for a little bit. Talked to him<3 for a little while longer. Then my father came home. He had cube steak that looked nasty, and I grilled myself a chicken breast<3 Chicken is what I like to eat. Especially grilled or fried chicken. I could survive on chicken strips. Then we later went to the store so we could get laundry detergent and my waters. I also picked up some soy ice cream<3 We got home, and my father insisted that I sit and watch TV with him, so I watched That 70's Show, and left. He said it will be my fault when he shrivels up and died. XD Good, what am I doing that I could do more of? <br/>Only five more days till I leave for Peru. <3 I'm gonna have much fun.<3<3<3<3<3 Is it time to go, yet?? :( Hurry up and come!!</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-17T03:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[On that starry, starry night....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/on_that_starry_starry_night.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>You took your life, as lovers often do.<br/>Neh, I didn't sleep very well last night. I was restless all night, and woke up with my neck hurting. Rob called around 11:30, woke me up. Tsk... tsk... tsk... ;) But he had to go. I fell back asleep and didn't get up till 1:30. I eventually got up after getting off. I did some wash, then took a shower, got off again. ;) Came downstairs and made myself lunch. I had fresh green beans, with mushrooms cooked in butter, cottage cheese on the side, and a glass of milk. After I ate my lunch, I made myself a chocolate soy milkshake. <3 Yummy stuff.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-17T11:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA["You Belong to Me"-Lifehouse]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/you_belong_to_melifehouse.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>See the pyramids along the Nile<br/>Watch the sunrise from the tropic isle<br/>Just remember darling all the while<br/>You belong to me<br/><br/>See the market place in old Algiers<br/>Send me photographs and souvenirs<br/>Just remember when a dream appears<br/>You belong to me<br/><br/>And I'll be so alone without you<br/>Maybe you'll be lonesome, too<br/><br/>Fly the ocean in a silver plane<br/>See the jungle when it's wet with rain<br/>Just remember 'til you're home again<br/>You belong to me<br/><br/>And I'll be so alone without you<br/>Maybe you'll be lonesome, too<br/><br/>Fly the ocean in a silver plane<br/>See the jungle when it's wet with rain<br/>Just remember 'til you're home again<br/>You belong to me</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-18T11:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[:: yawns and stretches like a cat::::Meeeeeeeeeeow? :: rubs eye sleepily]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Meeeeeeeeeeow? :: rubs eye sleepily::<br/>I got up at 9:15, worried that I'll sleep in too long, I kept getting up every 20 minutes. Then, once I got to sleep, I had a bad dream. That's what I get for watching news about Iraq at night. :\ 'Twas a scary dream. I'm starting to get back on track to sleeping regularly, thanks to the help of someone<3. <br/>Spanish sucks. I want to learn Latin. Dammit.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-18T02:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Ewwwwwwww]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><img src="http://images.quizilla.com/X/xwhee/1058471189_turesquiz2.jpg" border="0" alt="WHY? It was never meant to be..."><br>You are the Mullet!<br/><br><br><a href="http://quizilla.com/users/xwhee/quizzes/What%2080s%20Fad%20are%20You%3F%20/"> <font size="-1">What 80s Fad are You? </font></a><BR> <font size="-3">brought to you by <a href="http://quizilla.com">Quizilla</a></font></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-18T10:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA["You Got it Bad"-Usher]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Oh, no, no, no, no..........<br/><br/>When you feel it in your body<br/>you found somebody who makes you change your ways<br/>like hanging with your crew<br/>said you act like you ready but you dont really know<br/>and everthing in your past- you wanna let go<br/><br/>Ive been there, done it, fucked around<br/>after all that - this is what i found <br/>nobody wants to be alone<br/>if you're touched by the words in this song<br/>Then baby.....<br/><br/>You got, You got it bad<br/>when your on the phone <br/>hang up and you call right back<br/>You got, You got it bad<br/>if you miss a day without your friend <br/>your whole life's off track<br/>you know you got it bad when you're stuck in the house<br/>you dont wonna have fun<br/>its all you think about <br/>You got it bad when you're out with someone<br/>but you keep on thinking' bout somebody else<br/>You got it bad......<br/><br/>when you say that you love 'em<br/>and you really know<br/>everything that used to matter dont matter no more<br/>like my money, all my cars<br/>(you can have it all back)<br/>Flowers, cards and candy<br/>( I do it just cause I'm...)<br/>said im fortunate to have you gurl<br/>i want you to know<br/>i really adore you<br/>all my poeple who know what's going on<br/>look at your mate, help me sing my song<br/>tell her im your man, your my gurl<br/>im gonna tell it to the whole wide world<br/>ladies say im you gurl, your my man<br/>promise to love you the best i can<br/><br/>see i've been there, done it, fucked around<br/>after all that - this  is what i found<br/>everyone of ya'll are just like me<br/>it's too bad that you cant see<br/>that you got it bad...hey<br/><br/>You got, You got it bad<br/>when you're on the phone<br/>hang up and you call right back<br/>You got, You got it bad<br/>if you miss a day without your friend <br/>your whole life's off track<br/>you know you got it bad when you're stuck in the house<br/>you dont wonna have fun<br/>its all you think about<br/>You got it bad when you're out with someone<br/>but you keep on thinkin' bout somebody else<br/><br/><br/>You got, You got it bad<br/>when you're on the phone<br/>hang up and you call right back<br/>You got, You got it bad<br/>if you miss a day without your friend <br/>your whole life's off track<br/>you know you got it bad when you're stuck in the house<br/>you dont wonna have fun<br/>its all you think about<br/>You got it bad when you're out with someone<br/>but you keep on thinkin' bout somebody else<br/>YOU GOT IT BAD!!....</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-19T01:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Just remember when a Dream appears, you belong to me...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/just_remember_when_a_dream_appears_you_belong_to_me.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>... and I'll be so alone without you, maybe you'll be lonesome too...<br/>It's 1:20am, for almost two hours I haven't been able to sleep. I tried sleeping pills, reading, looking at light, and gave up. What you did was wrong. The first time you had all the reason in the world, but this time, you had no right, yet. What you asked of me wasn't right, it was unfair for my comfort level. I have friends on AOL that I respect and think of highly. I respect their privacy, and you didn't respect mine. I'll be here until you decide to unblock me. I deleating you off my list, if you block me, you don't want to talk to me, obviously. You're free to IM me when you find out you'll never find one that will make you as happy as I could of. <br/>-slave</p>
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  <dc:date>2003-07-19T01:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Honesty is a hard attribute to find, when we all want to seem like we've got it figured out....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/honesty_is_a_hard_attribute_to_find_when_we_all_want_to_seem_like_weve_got_it_fi.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>... let me be the first to say that I don't have a clue, don't have all the answers...<br/>Neh, clothes shopping. :\ I don't like having to do that with my father. Constantly he suggests things he knows I do not like. For instance, tan. He'll pick out something tan and tell me I should try it on. Gah. Then looking for sandles, he picks up clogs and tells me how cool those are. What a dipshit. :\ I saw stuff I liked, but I don't like how they fit. They're not too small or anything, it's just how they are shaped. Anyways, what I got: <br/>2 pairs of pants, one olive, one black.<br/>1 pair of short, black<br/>8 thongs, purple, pinks, blacks and whites.<br/>1 pair of sandles, black and pink<br/>1 handbag, black with silver and red<br/>1 new CD player<br/>2 new CDs, Shrek soundtrack, and the old Lifehouse CD<br/>1 new book, Lolita :D Finally. <3<br/>My brother and his wifey are going to a timeshare convention thingy, so I get to play with Haley. In the mall, I started to feel so bad. At first it was an upset stomach because I hadn't eaten yet, then it was being light headed and feeling like I was going to faint, now it's just a headache. I didn't sleep enough last night. I didn't get to bed till 4:40am, then I didn't sleep till 6:15am, and I got up at 9am. For only getting three hours of sleep, I'd say I'm functioning well. I still feel like shit about yesterday though, and I still think it was wrong and unfair. :\ <br/><3</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-20T09:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Lo. Lee. Ta.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm gone tomorrow morning, I'll be home until 1:30. If anyone wants to call or anything, do so between now and tonight. :P Miss me, and email me. Last year I came back with only two emails from friends. :'(</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-20T05:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Raaaaawwwwwwrrrrrrrrrrrrr]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Meow? I'm at Karleen's place for the night, and then tomorrow morning at 6am I leave for the airport. It's gonna be a loooooong ride, but I have my two books, and my CD player. Plus on the plane last year, they had entertainment centers, which was really neat. :) Of course, on my way there, my controller was broken. :( No tetris for me. :( I went and saw Karleen's broad way production at Sierra College. It was uber cool. I had fun. Anyways, if anyone wants to call, feel free to. 916-541-1540 <3</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-07-21T03:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And I'll be so alone without you....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... maybe you'll be lonesome too...<br/>So, blah. I am at the Dallas/Ft. Worth airport, in the Admiral's club. :: big grin:: Her dad travels first class for everything, but we get to stay in Coach. Allllll alone. Reading Lolita, still, I love the book. :) I can't wait till we get to Peru, it seems to be taking forever. We have Spanish Lessons while we are there. A plus, Karleen will sleep on the floor, and I get the bed. Score. :D I wanted to call my sissy to see if she'd come see me while I was at the airport, but I haven't gotten around to it. :\ Oh well. All right, one e-mail. :( No fair. No one loves me. :'(</p>
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  <dc:date>2003-07-23T03:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Hey everyone]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/hey_everyone.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I´m sure everyone misses me, and better appreaciate me writing back. These Spanish keyboards are evil. I can´t find buttons and symbols I want. :( Eeeek. Anyways, the plane ride was good. It was nice at the admiral´s club. I can hardly wait to go to Brazil. We are at Mark´s office. Just went to the Inca Marketplace. I got a new sweatshirt made from Alpaca, yes, that´s Llama, and a couple finger puppets.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-08-07T04:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[So.... how  you doing?]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/so_how_you_doing.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Hi everyone, long time no write.<br/>Anyways, I am in Brazil right now. I´ve been to Salvador, Belo Horizontes, and Rio de Janeiro... right on Cococabana beach. Jealous? Things are good. I have bought a ton of stuff, and still have 80$ left, go me. Brazillian and Spanish key boards are a bitch. Karleen and I sort of had to play baby sitter to her dad´s gf´s kid. BIG BRAT. She was horrible, Kar and I couldnt get away from her for a minute of fun. Oi. By the way, oi means hi in Portugese. I´m picking up some of it. Blah. I am now a certified scuba diver. I did my final dive it a storm, impressivem, eh? I also got sunburned, yes, you heard it. My shoulders and up to my knees, very ugly. Boys aren´t that cute, not really looking though. Although from the sound of some things, maybe I should. :/ So, what is everyone up to? I´m sure some of you miss me. :P Meow.</p>
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  <dc:date>2003-08-12T09:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Storm clouds may gather, stars may collide....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... but I love you, till my dying day...<br/>La de da de da. Karleen and I have been watching The Simpsons and South Park for the last two days :D Very nice. We are going to Jockey Plaza today, fun, fun. Purrrrrrrrr. I am horny as hell. No chances to get off, nothing to get off with. Ahhhg! It's hell. ::sigh:: I need to. My brother Jon is gonna be there when I get back. My brother Chris, his wife, and my neice are staying in a hotel while he is training for his new job. Then they'll move away, and I won't see Haley anymore. Grr. :(</p>
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  <dc:date>2003-08-17T06:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Gods and Angels and Devils cry...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/gods_and_angels_and_devils_cry.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>... stare into our crying eyes. Fire and Anger and Hate beguile, look into your heart tonight... <br/>All right, so I'm home safe and sound and irritated. Remembering why I was so excited to leave home for a month. Coming back was okay. Problem, my bag was went through. I had put my boots in the side, and when I opened, my bag they were on top. Also, my gems aren't there. >.< I'm pretty sure I didn't leave them in Peru, but if I did, Mark won't be too happy. Also, a few necklaces I bought aren't there. Dammmmmmmmmnit! Anyways, I start school tomorrow. My first day of highschool. I'm freshmeat, I mean a Freshman. :: giggle:: I still don't know what I'm gonna wear tomorrow. I got my test scores back, I scored above average on only one thing, and the rest was up in the 90's. :D My reading level is 12 out of 13. Go me. :) I got my glasses today. And that's about it for now. I'm content. Just lonely.</p>
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  <dc:date>2003-08-18T04:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[My First Day of High School :D :D :D :D]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>All right, so I got up at 5:30, showered, dressed, all that jazz. I wore my gray Coldplay shirt, baggy army shorts, one of my new bras, a pink thong, and boooots. Got to school, hung out with Brittany until the bell rang. Went to my first period class, which is CP Biology with upper classmen. :) The class seems like it'll be boring, glad it's in the morning. My next class is.. DRIVERS ED! I, have drivers ed. I feel like Tom Hanks.. "I made fire!" It's gonna be cool. I got a seat next to the wall so I can lean back and be comfy. Last year they had this 400lb 6"2 convict come into class to talk about the juvenile judicial system. From the sounds of it, last year scared the kids, and he might come back this year. Eeek. Next, I have second lunch. Then PE. My last class is Math. It seems like it'll be a breeze.. plus my Math teacher is kind of cute. Heh. Oh well. I'm pretty sure he's gay. I have all male teachers this year, very weird. I've never had that before. I've never had more than two male teachers per school year. Hehe. I met a few new people that seem really nice. The upper classmen are cool. I had quite a few introduce themselves at lunch. Good stuff. They had a ralley today, the teachers did their own cross dresing version of Summer Love from Grease, it was funny. I'm content. My first day of Highschool was uber cool, I pray that the rest of them are the same.</p>
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  <dc:date>2003-08-19T06:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Turned away, in disgrace...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... felt the chill upon my face...<br/>Today was regular bell schedual, so the classes were longer. My biology table is Darwin. Go me! :) We get to record a commercial advertising Darwin's breakthrough in biology, which would be Natural Selection. GSR is all right, had a rather long assignment tonight, which sucked. In PE, we got our lockers, no big deal. At lunch I hung out with a whole bunch of friends, went around asking upper class guys "Got bubbles?" Entertaining... Ariele is now riding my bus. She was fourty-five minutes late the first day, and five minutes late today... her first class is GSR, and the teacher is picky about tardies. I am going to go try out for a school play tonight. It's called Noises Off. I have no clue what it's about, but I think tonight they are doing an introduction to the play, and tomorrow is the actual acting, but, I don't know. Grr.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-08-19T08:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[So I put the reciever down, and pick up the paper?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>No, you put down the reciever down and pick up the Sardines!<br/>All right, play auditions when rather well. There are four girl parts, and five boy parts. There are 20 girls auditioning. I want to get the lead, which is Dottym and I think I can do it. Everyone, wish me luck. I have auditions tomorrow, too. 6:30ish to 9:00. The play is about a play going on. It is really funny. <br/>Eeeeeeek!</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-08-21T04:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Where good girls go to die, that's where I'll be....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... waiting for my love with my heart on my sleeve... <br/>Yeah... six seniors, two juniors and a sophomore made it into the play. No Freshman. Growl. That made me sad. But the rest of my day went all right, I guess. CP Biology went by fast, Elenore and Shelly are cool. GSR went by fast, listened to him talk and then started on our big homework assignment. PE was stupid, we worked on our team skilles, making flowers. Then I had lunch with a few friends, walked around, etc. Then math class, just working from the book and practicing for the test, easy stuff. My drivers ed homework will be looooooooong. :( Growl. I have to identify and answer all these questions, four sheets. He said it takes kids about three hours, usually. Grrr! My brother is gone for a few days, staying with a friend. Tomorrow night, I leave for boy scout camp with Karleen and her Mom and mom's boyfriend. Neat stuff. :: yawn:: I need someone to cuddle with. The end of the month will be tough. On the 27th, it will be my Mommy's birthday. Then a day or two after that, we spread my great Aunt's ashes. :( Sadness. Heh, my first day of highschool... my Mom was there for everyone elses, except mine. Graduation, first dates, first dance... except mine...</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-08-22T03:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You know you got it bad when you're stuck in the house..]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... when all you think about...<br/>I <3 Usher, sort of. Today was good. We recorded the commercial for Darwin using finger puppets, it was cute. Went to GSR, sort of hung out and listened to the teachers stories. In PE, we stretched, then walked the mile and a half course. >.< Mondays and Thursdays, we run a mile or a mile and a half. Shit. :\ Then I had lunch. There were no more tables left outside, so I stole one from a few juniors. "You can't sit here, we're upperclassmen" "Like hell I can't" Hehe, I sat down, and so did a few friends, they didn't care. :\ What a butt munch. In Math, we took an uber easy test, then a worksheet, and then we played 100. You cannot say a number that has a 3 or is divisable by three. I almost won. :\ But I didn't. Oh well. :) Rode home on the bus, there was this cute guy, he's a senior, 18. Nice guy. Anyways, tonight I leave at five to go to Karleen's, I'm going to boyscout camp with her. WoOt. Hehe. Good stuff.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-08-24T04:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Close my eyes.....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... let the whole thing pass me by...<br/>Boyscout camp was cool. <br/>Saturday-<br/>8am- breakfast<br/>9:30am- arts and crafts<br/>12:00pm-lunch<br/>1:00pm- rifle<br/>2:00pm- shotgun<br/>3:00pm- archery<br/>4:00pm-rope course<br/>4:30pm-water stuff<br/>5:00pm-dinner<br/>6:00-log sawing<br/>WoOt.<br/>8:00- campfire<br/>It was fun, Karleen and I had a good time. Weee.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-08-25T08:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Please die Ana, for as long as your here, we're not...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>.. you make the sound of laughter, and sharpened nails seem softer...<br/>Today went all right. It was so fricken hot, though. In Biology we went to a freshman class meeting, and took notes afterwards on the Scientific Revolution. In Driver's Ed we were correcting papers, boring stuff. In PE, we ran 1.5 miles. Yuck, I hate running, it hurts my ovaries. Poor ovaries. When I'm on my period, they swell, and I can feel them. It's really weird. We have to run the 1.5 miles on Mondays and Fridays, and the 1 mile is on Wedsendays. Icky. I went into math early for some help. Mr. Gaul was impressed with me. Tee hee. Tonight I got a refill on my birth control, and a new pair of sweat pants. Lovely, eh? Came home, did my homework, and decorated my two binders. I put quotes from Lolita on both of my binders. I <3 Lolita.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-08-26T08:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Why is my reflection someone I don't know?...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... Somehow I cannot hide, who I am, though I've tried...<br/>All right, school is awesome. I like it. I actually like it. There are a sort of group of people that seem uber neat. They know who Eddie Izzard is, so how bad can they be? ;) Tomorrow is my Mom's birthday, so I'm gonna dress up. I'm gonna wear a black skirt, and a peasant top. Go me. :)</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-08-27T08:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Wouldn't be nice if we were older?...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... and we wouldn't have to wait so long... <br/>So, I dressed up. I wore a black skirt, and a red velvet top. It didn't make much difference. All day I physically hurt, but emotionally I was numb. Blah.<br/>Heh, Chris gave me head phones. Mine were giving me trouble yesterday, so he gave me a pair of his. He's nice.<br/>In Biology, I microwaved the grasshoppers for a lab, that was a little morbid. Then, in Driver's Ed, we were discussing DUIs, which turned into Heroin addicts, then to how some perform sexual favors for heroin, then to male prostitution for heroin. Heh. Good times. Then in Math, we went from Egypt's average marrying age to statatory rape, to all that good stuff. Came home, it was nice. An easy day, just with a threatening rain cloud, that's all. Oi.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-08-29T04:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I can't believe in hell, but I got to believe in heaven...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>...I wouldn't sleep at night knowing you were somewhere better...<br/>Today was good, went by fast. :) Not too much going on. Yesterday we ran the mile. Yucky, I got 13:04 on it. >.< Eeek, I'm heading to the computer place in a bit. But, that's about it.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-08-30T09:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Rarw]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Anyways, went to Benicia today to see my Great Uncle for his 90th birthday. We had lunch, and watched a video memorial for my great Aunt. It was nice. :) Lunch sucked though. It was chicken alfreado. Yucky. I saw Day-vid at the computer place... neh, I think I pissed him off. :( Bad days suck.</p>
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  <dc:date>2003-08-31T04:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[All must answer!]]></title>
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  <dc:date>2003-08-31T09:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Yay! Meow meow meow meow]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Anyways, today went all right. My dad and uncle went to help Chris pack his truck for moving to Atlanta. I don't get to see Haley anymore, except on holidays, maybe. My brother Jon left this morning,finally.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-01T06:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Did you think it wouldn't hurt? Did you think I wouldn't feel?]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/did_you_think_it_wouldnt_hurt_did_you_think_i_wouldnt_feel.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>....When the world came falling down...Or maybe you didn't think at all and that's why i feel what i feel now...<br/><br/>Today was long, but it was nice. Uncle John, Aunt Marilyn, and my dad went to Sutter Creek for the morning. They came home at noon, went to lunch while I was showering. Then they came back around 2:00. They Left for the airport at 3:00. Dad and I went to see My Boss's Daughter with Ashton Kutcher in it. It was funny. <br/><br/>TO: Aaron <br/>It seems the same thing comes up with you every time we talk. It's the same arguement with the same answers. Then there is twisting my words into something I did not mean. You're a dick. Ever since you asked for my password, and I didn't feel it was right, you've acted like a dick. There, I said it. I said how I feel. It's a password. One word. I talk to about 65 people. One ex, a few Doms I've met over the years, good friends, girls I like, friends from school, and guys I flirt with. What insight does that give you? Insight, that's total bull shit. What insight do you need? There is me, that's it. But ever since you've gotten mad at me, you've made me feel worthless, and put me in defense mode. Fight or flight. I considered both. I could have just told you to fuck off and blocked you. I chose to fight for what I felt was right. Right now, in the mood I am, would you feel comfortable if I had a sharp object near your package? No, I don't think you would. Because I could do damage. Having my password to AOL, could do damage to me. What if you got mad at me? You could do damage too. When I first met you, I thought you were an incredible Dom. I liked how you treated me, and acted around me. You never said anything about my sn being an issue. Then it came up. I told you how I felt about it, and you kept pushing me to give it to you. Trying to force me into something doesn't work. Physical orders are something else. Remember, I was talking to another Dom when we met, and I willingly shut off communication with him to please you. I thought that'd at least mean something to you. But I guess not. So, with that, I would like to say thank you, and fuck you. I can do better. Have a nice life, I will too. <br/>-Elle</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-03T06:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[But the suns been kind, when I wrote this song...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... it's for people like you, that keep it turned on....<br/>Blah, it is Collaboration Day,which means school doesn't start till 9:15. I arrive at school around 7:20. The busses run their regular schedual. So, I get to sit at school until 9:15. Anyone who wants to call me, please do. I need the company. :: pouts:: Last night, I wanted to go to an 18 and under club with Ariele, my dad wouldn't let me. :: cough DICK cough:: So instead, we just went out to get material so I can attempt a poodle skirt for the Decades Dance. Wish me the best of luck. :\ I'll need it. Oi...</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-03T04:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Scars are souvenirs you never lose...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>...The past is never far...<br/>Sleepyness. :\ Chris, Glenn and I walked to Jamba Juice from school, it was mission for them, just a walk for me. :D I'm glad I don't have sibs at my school. :D I got a Berry Lime Sublime. So much for hanging out with a friend this afternoon.. blah, oh well. My dad has a date, but she called, so it seems that plans may have changed. :\ So much for a nice quiet night. I have homework in every class tonight. :\  Oi. Anyways, scew sewing a poodle skirt. I'm just going to go in the 80's decade. I <3 the 80's anyways. :P I'll do 60's next year, probably. :X ;) It should have rained today, but it didn't. Tomorrow is the mile run. Yuck. We did body fat in PE... I'm like, huge. :X Grr.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-05T11:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'll be your crying shoulder, I'll be love's suicide...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... I'll be better when I'm older, I'll be the greatest fan of your life...<br/>So, the last couple days I've been working on a pair of pants I've been sewing. I finished them today just in time for the Decades Dance, which was neat0. The pants I sewed were maroon cordiroy to begin with, then I widened the leg with stretchy black and silver star material. It looks awesome, every one told me so. :P Dad said he'd give me a midnight curfew. <3 hardc0re. This could be fun. I'm going to a concert Saturday night. I'm gonna see the Goo Goo Dolls with Farrett! Eeee! I'm excited. This will be my second concert. Very, very cool. I'm spending the night at his lake house with him, his sister, sister's guy friend, and parents. It should be fun. His Mom loves me. <3 Which is nice. :) Oi, I'm tired. Lots of dancing. This morning in Bilogy, I was almost dead alseep. I kept dozing off. :\</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-06T12:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And if I have to live my life without you forever...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... I can close my eyes and dream of you... <br/>I had a dream last night. It was weird. We (my Mom, dad, friends and I) all lived in a mansion. There was a place where every one went to get molded. Their inner beauty was now on the outside. My dad got uglier and fatter, this girl at my school turned into a boy (which she wants to be) and I was turned really pretty. I had a black cat, but he seemed to be someone, just in the form of a cat. One day when I came home, I looked around for my Mom in every room. She had cancer in my dream. She couldn't make it to the mold machine to make here all better. I went to her, she had a yellow cloth over her head. I told her that I was scared and really worried. She said not to lecture her on how I'm worried, and call dad to come home. I could hear her, and see her perfectly. She said she wasn't okay, and that she was burning up from a fever. :: sighs:: Then, the phone rang and I didn't get to finish my dream. :'(</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-07T07:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Do you think you're better than me?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... do you wanna kill me, or befriend me?...<br/>Goo Goo Dolls concert was awesome. The opening band was pretty good. I got a tee shirt, and it was neat. Farrett tried to teach me to wakeboard, but, I still can't get up. I pulled muscles in each of my arms, which hurts like hell. Then we came home, and it was fun. :\ Except some bad news for a friend. :\ <3 to you.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-07T08:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Just skin, oh yeah you're skin and bones....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... turned into something beautiful. For you, I'd bleed myself dry...<br/>We went to walmart to get some film developed. It was an old roll we found in the garage. It was pictures of my first Christmas. There were quite a few of me, and then there was one of my Mom and me. She was looking down at me, smiling. When I saw it, I almost burst into tears. She's so beautiful. I love her so much.</p>
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  <dc:date>2003-09-08T07:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[WIGGER!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>We watched Red Asphalt in Driver's Ed today. One chick passed out, but that's it. Nuffin fun. Meow, meow. :: Sighs:: I'm still sleepy. This kid called me a fat ass, so I called him a wigger. Then he backed down. :)</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-09T07:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm falling even more in love with you...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>.. letting go of all I held onto...<br/>So, yeah. Our Tapeworm in Biology is still alive. GSR was the regular thing. We talked about Peer Court. I think I'm gonna join. It's every Tuesday. It sounds like a lot of fun. I've also decided that I'm going to enroll in Paramedic  Training. PE was all right, just played basketball games. At lunch the same guys gave me a hard time. But, I confronted him, and he still got all "just walk away man, blah blah blah"-ish to me. Math was fine and easy. My math teacher is still cute. I went to Stacy's house after school... it was cool, to say the least. :: big evil grin::</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-10T07:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Innocent child, how you thought you knew me...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>...understood my ways, my dark needs...<br/>Today was all right. Biology was boring, corny videos in GSR, running around in PE, ate lunch.. but then... in math... I was complaning that my book got bent. I took it out, and fixed it. Then my Math teacher, Mr. Grauhl, said.. "Hey Elle... is that a Nabokov book?" I said yes, then he said "That's an interesting one" Then Eddie butted asking why he thought it was interesting. He just smiled as I tried to say  it was a love story. Mr. Grauhl laughed at my attempts to cover it up. Eventually he told Eddie it was about a girl that was 14 who had relations with an older man. Anyways,that was only a little bit embaressing. It was all good though. My dad came home early today to paint our spotted garage door. Then he took me shopping. I got three new shirts, four thongs, two bras, and two skirts. I've decided to start dressing up more. It'll be good. And, yeah. <3</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-11T03:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Boys on my left side, boys on my right side...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... boys in the middle, you're not here....<br/>I passed my DMV test. Five out of like 37 passed the test. I am one of the five. I am like, in awe of myself. :: big grin:: Tomorrow is picture day, and I get mine taken with my lovely zit. :\ Oh well. I'll figure a way to cover it up or something. I'm happy.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-13T11:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[What's wrong baby?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... don't they treat you like they should?...<br/>Anyways, today was pretty boring. I went to the computer place for a bit, and then went to my dad's lady 'friend' for a BBQ. It was all right. A cool thing did happent though.... I met this girl I use to play Barbie's with when I was four or five. It was, like, whoa. She's changed and the same all at once. It was neat0. We had apple pie. <3</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-15T06:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Exc'elle'nt:::: giggle]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>:: giggle:: I'll explain that later in the post. Anyways, today was interesting. All weekend was neat0. In Bilogy we just counted more fricken yeast cells, and filled out some questions about our water usage for the weekend. Heh, boring as hell. Then... GSR has turned to health... there were two guest speakers today. One was a teen mother. She had a daughter when she was seventeen. She also has an STD that causes cervical cancer, so every month she has to get checked and have a biopsy of her cervix. :: shudder:: It was really disturbing. And then, the second speaker... he's 435 pounds. Big, muscular, and very intimidating. He should be serving three life sentences for maiming four officers, and other crimes (breaking legs and arms... ). So now, he is a preacher of the Lord, and has tattoos all over him. Anyways, he was big, loud, and scary. Eeeeek. All right, during health class, someone kept calling my cell, I felt it vibrate and was worried he would hear it vibrate against the change in my pocket, so I was a little paranoid. Anyways, health is over, onto PE. We had to run the mile and a half, it was only 94 out today. :) Which was nice. I usually get like, 22:20 or something up there. But this time, I got 19:10. I'm proud of myself, so fuck all of you who can get 10 minutes on that run. :D Ate lunch, no big deal. Then, in math. We took a test and Mr. Grahl collected our grading sheets. I got 24/24 on all of my homework assignments. I finished my test, and he passed back my grading sheet.. I saw other people's sheets, and they did not have a witty comment on their sheet. Mine, said "Exc'elle'nt (then there was a circle with an arrowing pointing down, and above it said "Your name!" I was like... :: giggle giggle, melt melt, cream cream:: Heh. It was awesome, I felt special, like I should. So, there. Heh, I forget who's reading this. >.<</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-15T07:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I, I, I love little girls, they make me feel so good.....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><table border='1' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' align='center'><form action='http://memegen.deskslave.org/viewmeme.pl?un=gokumew2&meme=1061315255' method='POST'><tr><th colspan=2 bgcolor='#000000'><font color='#DDDD88'>Which Japanese word are you? by <a href='http://www.livejournal.com/users/gokumew2/'><font color='#DDDD88'>gokumew2</font></a></font></th></tr><td bgcolor='#000000'><font color='#FFFFFF'>LJ Username</font></td><td bgcolor='#DDDDAA'><font color='#000000'><input type='text' name='LJ Username' value='Elle' size='20'></font></td></tr><td bgcolor='#000000'><font color='#FFFFFF'>You are:</font></td><td bgcolor='#DDDDAA'><font color='#000000'>Ecchi (pervert) </font></td></tr><input type='hidden' name='un' value='gokumew2'><input type='hidden' name='meme' value='1061315255'><tr><td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'><input type='submit' value='Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!'></td></tr><tr><td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'><font size='-1' color='#FFFFFF'>Created with <a href='http://www.livejournal.com/users/quill18/'><img src='http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' style='vertical-align:bottom;border:0;'><font color='#DDDD88'>quill18</font></a>'s <a href='http://memegen.deskslave.org/'><font color='#DDDD88'>MemeGen</font></a>!</font></td></tr></form></table></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-16T08:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Can't you see I'm trying? I don't even like it...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/cant_you_see_im_trying_i_dont_even_like_it.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>... I just lied to get to your apartment, now I'm staying there just for a while, I can't think cause I'm just way too tired....<br/>Biology, we counted yeast cells, again, and took notes. Health, we worked out of the driver's ed book to keep us busy and discussed our guest speakers of yesterday. PE, we played basketball, and then we played kickball. It was pretty fun. Ate lunch, nothing spectacular, except today I bought a Jamba Juice. :: grin:: I like Jamba Juice. <3 In Math, we did a lot of book work, and did some graphing. That was about it. I get Monday's test back tomorrow. Heh, I hope I did good on it. Seems I'm freezing on my math tests. I just, I dunno, space out. Grrr. Afterschool, I chatted online.. with Dani. My recent ex. I dated him in April/May. It turns out that he's a hermaphrodite. I had sex with a hermaphrodite. That's intense. I'm pissed he didn't tell me before hand, that would have been really nice. Oi. :\ Oh well.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-17T07:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[But you wanted more, more than I could give....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... more than I could handle, for the life that I can live...<br/>I had a collaboration day today, so I asked my dad if he would drive me at 8:30, and he agreed. Then in the morning he was all bitch. I asked to be dropped off in back, since that's where I hang out, and he was like "Don't tell me how to drive, you'll get to school, all right!" First period, we counted yeast cells, again. I accidentally spilt mine though. :X Second period, watched a video on Peer Court. It was like Jerry Springer teenage style. Third period, played indoor soccor and football. Had lunch, ate a samich. Fourth period, did math problems from a worksheet, finished them for homework. So I came home fiddled online. Then my dad came home, and while we were on our way to the store, he was moping about everything. "I should be a better parent" "I don't like how I am" "I want to be thin" "You hate me, don't you" GAH! Could he be more annoying? <br/>:: sighs:: Lately, I feel like my milestones have been worthless. Like, my first day of highschool. No first day picture. It's weird. Passing my DMV test... my Mom didn't call everyone to tell them. That's one thing I remember the most. Everytime anyone did something of achievement, my Mom would call everybody. My aunts, uncles, cousins, friends, everyone. It was embaressing, but it was also nice. :: sighs::</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-18T09:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Emptiness is nothing you can share....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/emptiness_is_nothing_you_can_share.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>...All those words that hurt you... More than you will let it show...<br/>:) First period, no fricken yeast cells, second period, two guest speakers... one was a girl who was convicted of involuntary vehicular manslaughter, and the other was the school's resource officer.. his Sarge came in, his sarge is the same one that was at my house when my Mom died. :\ It was really weird, I felt like I was gonna be sick. Third period, played knock-out and ran the mile, lunch time.. nuffin special, fourth period, my class had trash duty, so we picked up trash for a bit, then we went and did problems from a worksheet and the book. Road the bus home, went over to Arielle's for a bit, she came over, hoping to get a glimpse of Jake, but she didn't. Hehe. So then I watched Goldmember for a bit, and he finally came over. We watched the end of the movie, then he wanted to see my room. He was playing with his tongue ring and one thing led to another for a bit. :: big grin:: It was really nice. I needed that. I want to see him again, he's really sweet. Anyways, I'm reeeeealy tired and reeeealy sore. Poor kitty. ;)</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-19T09:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Do you believe in heaven above? Do you believe in love?....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>...Don't tell a lie, don't be false, be true, it all comes back to you... <br/>First period, we watched a national geographic on Africa, it was neato. Second period, guest speaker from Teen Court. Third period, full court soccor, then we played a little bit of basketball in the other gym. Ate a quick lunch, and went to sit by a friend of mine that is very against walking around at lunch. Fourth period, went over the homework, had a quiz and worked on a worksheet. Then I came home, started to watch the end of Gangs of New York when Jake called. So we talked for a bit. His phone cuts out, a lot. Then my dad came home, and we went to see Cold Creek Manor, which was not at all what I thought it would be. It was okay, but, it was scary as hell. :\ Then we went to pick up a CD for Brittany's birthday. I got her the new 50 Cent CD, I got myself a Zeromancer CD, and my dad bought a badly recorded live Rolling Stones CD. Then we picked up my butter plate, which turned out icky. :( We went to dinner next door at Fresh Choice. After that, headed to Target to visit with Tyler and buy tampons. Joy. Came home, called Karleen to see if she can spend the night tomorrow night. Then I called Jake to see what he was up to, he meows back at me... he's awesome. Guys don't meow back at me that often. He's really sweet, and I think I'd want to date him. We both like a lot of the same stuff. But, yeah. Brenni... baby... I love you. <br/>My cramps are really killing me. I would rather have physical pain, than moodyness/moodswings when I'm on my period. I'm such a good person. But, they really hurt right now, and make me sick to my stomach.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-20T09:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm Gay?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><table border='1' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' align='center'><form action='http://memegen.deskslave.org/viewmeme.pl?un=tashay17&meme=1062502844' method='POST'><tr><th colspan=2 bgcolor='#000000'><font color='#DDDD88'>Gay or Not Gay? by tashay17</font></th></tr><td bgcolor='#000000'><font color='#FFFFFF'>LJ Name</font></td><td bgcolor='#DDDDAA'><font color='#000000'><input type='text' name='LJ Name' value='babydoll' size='20'></font></td></tr><td bgcolor='#000000'><font color='#FFFFFF'>Favorite Color</font></td><td bgcolor='#DDDDAA'><font color='#000000'><input type='text' name='Favorite Color' value='purple' size='20'></font></td></tr><td bgcolor='#000000'><font color='#FFFFFF'>Gay or Not Gay?</font></td><td bgcolor='#DDDDAA'><font color='#000000'>Gay... very gay</font></td></tr><input type='hidden' name='un' value='tashay17'><input type='hidden' name='meme' value='1062502844'><tr><td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'><input type='submit' value='Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!'></td></tr><tr><td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'><font size='-1' color='#FFFFFF'>Created with <a href='http://www.livejournal.com/users/quill18/'><img src='http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' style='vertical-align:bottom;border:0;'><font color='#DDDD88'>quill18</font></a>'s <a href='http://memegen.deskslave.org/'><font color='#DDDD88'>MemeGen</font></a>!</font></td></tr></form></table></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-21T06:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA["Iris"-Goo Goo Dolls]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>And I'd give up forever to touch you<br/>'Cause I know that you feel me somehow<br/>You're the closest to heaven that i'v ever been<br/>And I don't want to go home right now<br/><br/>And all I can taste is this moment<br/>And all I can breathe is your life<br/>and sooner or later it's over<br/>I just don't want to miss you tonight<br/><br/>And I don't want the world to see me<br/>'Cause I don't think that they'd understand<br/>When everything's made to be broken<br/>I just want you to know who I am<br/><br/>And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming<br/>Or the moment of truth in your lies<br/>When everything feels like the movies<br/>Yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive<br/><br/>And I don't want the world to see me<br/>'Cause I don't think that they'd understand<br/>When everything's made to be broken<br/>I just want you to know who I am<br/><br/>And I don't want the world to see me<br/>'Cause I don't think that they'd understand<br/>When everything's made to be broken<br/>I just want you to know who I am<br/><br/>And I don't want the world to see me<br/>'Cause I don't think that they'd understand<br/>When everything's made to be broken<br/>I just want you to know who I am<br/><br/>I just want you to know who I am<br/>I just want you to know who I am<br/>I just want you to know who I am<br/>I just want you to know who I am<br/><br/>Can you tell I'm in a lovey mood? Well, lets start with yesterday. I went to Brittany's birthday party, and it was cool. We first went to the pool, went on a few rides... Brittany and I went on Stealth a couple times, it was neat. She really liked my present, which is cool. Then we played games in the arcade, I got a lot of tickets, most I gave to Brittany. I got myself a siren light, and two mini handcuffs. I made the handcuffs into a bracelet, hardc0re. Then we went back out to the pool, and hung out in the wave pool. I checked Mike's watch, and it was 4:10, oh shit. My dad told me I had to be out there by 4:00, and no later. So I got out, checked my phone, a couple mean messages. Then I called him, he yelled at me and said I better be sorry for messing up his plans and he'd get me. So I went home, he smiled and pretended not to be mad, even though he was. I got home, showered, and whatnot. Then Karleen came over, then Jake came over. We decided to go out and get a bite to eat. We headed over to where Blockbuster, Petroglyph, Borders, etc is. Well, we were gonna get something at the bagel place, but it was closed. So we got a stale-ish bagel from the cafe in Borders. Then we went to Ben and Jerry's because Jake wanted a chocolate milkshake for dinner. Silly. So we ate there, afterwards, Karleen and I got a little bit of ice cream. I got Cherry Garcia, and Karleen got Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough. I shared with Jake, and he tickled me a lot. So then we rented Lolita from Blockbuster, and walked home. We watched SLC Punk first. It was good, Karleen was frustrate that the movie really had no point. Hehe. So then I decide I want to slip into pajamas... and Jake wants to pick them out. So we went upstairs, and he undressed me, then he decided he really wanted to shower with me. So, we took a shower together. Ladies and Gentleman, I had shower sex for the first time. :: bows:: It was pretty cool. Had to work out the kinks at first, no pun intended. It was good. After getting impatient, we moved into the bedroom. Where we succeeded in the deed, along with accomplishing a new position I've wanted to try. :D I was content. And then I was really sore, so we went downstairs. Karleen had already started the other movie, so we watched that and cuddled a lot. It was nice. :) So then he left at midnight, 'cause he had to get home. He called me when he got home, and sounded so sleepy. He left his necklace at my place. He was looking at the stars, and the night before he was doing the same thing. I asked him if his wish came true, because he had wished on a shooting star. He said yes, so I asked him what he wished for. He told me he wished that I liked him as much as he likes me. And then I melted. :) Hehe. So then we got off the phone so he could go to sleep. <br/>So then today, Karleen and I sort of planned my birthday party. We are thinking that we will watch movies and eat junk food, then we'll go out to the park and have a whip cream and water balloon fight, which will be fun. Hopefully I'll get lots of cool presents. :D Yes, I do like presents. Shoot me. Later, Kar and I ordered a pizza, then went and saw The Fighting Temptations, which sucked ass. I wish I had gotten to see something else. :\ Then we came home, my dad dropped her off at home, and that's it. That was my weekend, and it was fun. :) I've been having a lot of good things happen, and I'm happy. Although, my dad threw a temper tantrum and left for a few hours this morning because our plans didn't include him. Boo hoo. :: eye roll::</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-22T08:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Cotton case for an iron pill..... Distorted eyes....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>....when everything is clearly dying...<br/>First period, took notes, and got a quiz back. I got a 40% on the quiz, but the questions were badly worded. My grade in the class is a B, (89.7%) Oi. Second period, we discussed the week of Peer Court, then we discussed what sort of things would be in the First Aid/CPR part of Health class. We get our CPR faces tomorrow. Third period, we played handball, I made a madskill goal, then ran the mile and a half. I got 18:30 on the mile and a half. Ate lunch. Fourth period math, my math teacher noticed my hickey. Hehe. Oopsies. Came home, watched Hedwig, cookied dinner, did homework, and talking to Jake rightnow. :D</p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/there_is_this_place_inside_where_all_the_good_things_die.mws</guid>
  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-23T07:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[There is this place inside, where all the good things die...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... sometimes I feel like a whore....<br/>First period, we took notes and worked on the worksheet in biology. Second period, listened and took notes on a Cardio-Vascular lecture. We also got our CPR faces, they had racially diverse faces. XD Haha. In PE, we played dodgeball. I love dodgeball. <3 I won the first round, and got a bag of peanut M&M's. Then we had to do some drills. First it was shelter in place, then lockdown, and then evacuation. It was boring. Then I had lunch, fun stuff. In math, we switched seats. I am pissed. I hate my assigned seat with a passion. I sit next to Edwardo, which isn't too bad, but, blah. I miss having my space. I don't even sit in the table, I sit to the side of the damn thing. :\ Fucking grrrrr. Then we did our classwork, blah blah blah. Came home, slipped into sweats and a comfy shirt. I finally printed out birthday stuff. It'll be on October third, from 4:30-10pm. :D At my house, and, it will kick ass. So, yeah. Yay! Twelve days till my birthday! :D:D I am excited, like whoa. You have no idea.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-24T08:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I love the way you love, but I hate the way I'm suppose to love you back...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... and it's just a fad. I'm not sure, not too sure how it feels to handle everyday....<br/>First period, lecture about covalent bonds. Second period, lecture on heart disease and lungs. Third period, soccer, football, dodgeball and kickball. Ate lunch. Fourth period, did some worksheets and worked on review sheets for the test. After dinner, I got my hair dyed. It's red and pink. :D Hardc0re.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-25T08:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Look at the stars, look how they shine for you, and all the things you do...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... everything you do, yeah, they were all yellow....<br/>First period, played with Tinker Toys, drove me nuts. I can't get any of the molecules together. Second period, lecture and practiced the heimlech manuver. I passed. Third period, played indoor soccer and football, then we ran the mile. Ate lunch. :( No samich, had to settle for pizza. It was pretty gross. So I treated myself to a cookie. :X Then fourth period rolled around... I thought we had a test today, so I went in early. Well, it just so happened my math teacher was switching shirts. :: grin:: anyways, math was boring, he talked a lot. :\ Then we did work out of the book. Came home, just sort of chilled. Cookied dinner, I made a tri-tip roast with carrots. Go me. So we ate, I did my biology homework, and then I watched Men in Black 2. It was pretty funny. :) Annnnd... details... I finally made up imaginary balls and asked Jake if we're dating... he said he'd like to, I a very much agree. So... we're dating. I'm excited about it. He'll be the first I've dated since Dani, who is now a tranny. LoL :: giggle:: I feel so dorky. I hope it goes well... I really like him. Cross your fingers and knock on wood for me!</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-26T11:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And I'm not fit to touch the hem of your garment...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... no, no, I'm not fit to touch the hem of your garment...<br/>First period, more fricken tinker toys. Those are so.. grr. :\ Second period, we did a little work from the health book and then we talked about lungs and stuff. Good stuff. :) Then we had lunch, since it was a one lunch schedual. It was club day today, and I signed up for two clubs. Bowling club, and Bonsai club. :D I was gonna sign up for the Liberal club, but they sort of... abolished that last year. I'll start a GSA or a Liberal club next year. Then I went to PE, we played Soccer.. football and basketball, except, our group didn't get to football because some dumbass kicked the ball to the ceiling and we had to run the mile. :\ So I was all hot and sweaty when I went into math. I was bad a bought a soda. >.< I had a math test today, that I think I did rather well on. It wasn't too hard. :D Then I went home. I went over to Ariele's first, then back to  my place, then to her place. Then we met up with Jake, and went to the movies. We saw Underworld. It was pretty cool. The entire time I had my hands down his pants, stroking him... and Ariele didn't notice. Muhaha. Then we walked back to my house. We got hungry, and ordered a pizza from Round Table. We got a medium Garlic chicken gourmet pizza, which wasn't too bad, and that was my night. :D<br/><3</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-27T10:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Gods and Angels and Devils smile, stare into our crying eyes]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... Fire and anger and hate beguile... look into your heart tonight.... <br/>I got up at 9:30, chatted online a little bit. Then I showered and got dressed. My dad and I went to the mall to find new shoes since mine are giving me blisters. :( We didn't find any shoes. I found a thong in Macy's that had turtles on it! It was by Tommy Hilfiger. I should have gotten it. :\ Then we were looking around, and I decided we should look in Charlotte Russe, which is a very classy store which is nice and stuff. I got five shirts from there, and I was happy. Then we wandered into JC Penny's and I found a very nice velvet and mesh top that I got, also. Then we went home, I chilled for a bit, watched a couple movies. My dad left for a date at 3:15. Then Jake came over, and we had our fun for hours. We ordered a pizza at 7:30, and didn't get it till like, 9pm. :\ Bastards. While we were waiting, we watched American Pie. That movie is great. We enjoyed it. Then we cuddled a lot, and he left at 10:30. I miss him already. :\ Gah. Anyways, I'm uber sleepy. :: yawn ::</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-28T10:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Help me, comfort me, stop me from feeling what I feel now...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><center><img src="http://lucid.lunacy.nu/quiz/jacksparrow.gif"><br/><br><a href="http://lucid.lunacy.nu/quiz/pirates.html">Which Pirates of the Caribbean character are you?</a></center></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-28T07:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Cause if you want love, we'll make it... Swim in a deep sea of blankets]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... and take all of your big plans and break 'em...<br/>I got up at like, 10:30, came downstairs, fiddled online and stuff. Eventually I went upstairs and showered. Ugh, last night, I killed the biggest, ugliest, blackest cricket. :: gags:: It was gross. I was peeing, and the thing hopped onto my leg! I have never jumped that high as of late... Needless to say, that little fucker died. My dad had a lunch date with some new chick. I don't know her name. Well, it was at Macaroni Grill, not the one in Roseville, but the one in Elkgrove! So, he was gone from 11:30 to 3:45. During that time I watched Pride and Prejudice, Hackers, and Corina, Corina. Oi. :\ He came home, we went to the store and got some groceries. It was one of the rare times I got ice cream. After that we went to Taco Bell so I could grab a bite to eat, since we had nothing edible before hand. We came home, I hid my ice cream sandwhiches in the freezer and went to eat my dinner. He went strait for them. :\ Bastard. Then we went to a movie. He and I saw Anything Else. It had Woody Allen and Jason Biggs in it. Fucking funny as hell. :D I liked it. :) Tomorrow we start swimming in PE. :\ Yucky, I hate chlorine.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-29T05:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She said I don't know if I've ever been good enough...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... I'm a little bit rusty... <br/>First period, tooks notes, second period, worked out of the books, third period, first day of swimming, I got a little burnt, ate lunch, fourth period, worked on ratios. Came home, had a very boring night. :\ Oi. :\</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-09-30T03:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She has me like a Pices when I am weak...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... I've been locked up inside your heart shaped box for weeks...<br/>This morning, there is a new kid at my busstop, so I started talking to him and whatnot... He went to WoodCreek and knows who Dani is. LMAO I told him about Dani now, and yeah, he was shocked. XD First period, more note taking. Gah. Second period, two videos on checking a victim. Third period, more swimming. Ate lunch. Fourth period, worked on ratios more. :\ I forgot to grab my swimming bag. :\ So I will have very wet swim stuff tomorrow for PE. :( Goddammit. In math, Eddie and I were talking about boob jobs, and then he asked aloud "Do Muslims get blowjobs?" when he meant boob jobs. It was hilarious. Tonight my dad and I are suppose to go get stuff for my party. :\ Dental appointment at 4pm. Oi.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-10-01T07:10:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Can't you see I want to be there with open arms..]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... it's empty tonight, and I'm all alone.. get me through this one.....<br/>This morning was collaboration day, so my dad took me out to breakfast. We went to Mel's Diner. It wasn't too bad. I had a strawberry waffle with lots of whipped cream and a hotchocolate. It wasn't too bad. Then he dropped me off at school and I went into my math class to get my soaking wet swim stuff. Mr. Grahl was in there, his words were "Don't worry Elle, I made sure to go through it and find out your deepest personal information" I love his sarcasm. I wish he would have found something worth while. :: giggle:: But, yeah, that was it. So then I went and sat down. I listened to my Zeromancer CD and read my new book. "Tainted Blood" by Mary Ann Mitchell. I got pretty far for an hour, 67 pages. Then first period. :\ We took notes on photosynthesis again. Second period, we practiced rescue breathing on dummies. I had a white faced black manican. :: giggle:: Then, in PE we swam. Eventually we did have free swim though, which was nice. I'm sick of swimming. At lunch nothing spectacular happened, but I'm sick of eating the same thing everyday. In math, we got our tests back. I got 87%, and then we took a quiz that I think I did rather well on. Then we talked and talked about stuff, blah, it was boring. Then I came home, watched TV and stuff. My dad came home early because he has a buisness dinner, and he's taking Tracy. Tracy, of all people. :\ Ug. Then he left. <br/><br/>I miss my Mom. It's getting close to my birthday, it'll be my second birthday without her. I'm turning fifteen. This is a big thing. Next year it'll be sweet sixteen, then seventeen, then eightteen, and it'll be the same. It's weird. It's like she almost didn't exist, like she was a character I made up. I tend to make her seem perfect, when she wasn't. She drove me nuts sometimes. Especially when she was sick. I couldn't handle it. Then when she got really sick.. the hospital visits.. puking.. etc.. I couldn't handle that either. I miss everything about her though. I wonder how things would be now if she was alive. If she was alive we wouldn't have moved to Roseville, and I wouldn't be happy. If she was alive, I'd probably be in Rocklin, and quite the opposite, unhappy. I really like being happy, but I would really like to have my Mom around, ya know? It's complicated. But, blah.<br/>I think I'm getting sick. I have this pain on my sides... where my ovaries are, and it doesn't seem to go away. I'm worried. :\  Blah. <br/>I'm excited for my birthday though. We have silly string, and face stuff for my birthday, it'll be fun. :) I hope.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-10-02T08:10:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[It's my life, my heart is like a open highway...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... I just wanna live while I'm alive, it's my life....<br/>First period, we did our starch and glucose lab, which included our saliva. No one in my group wanted to donate saliva, so I did it. It was pretty gross, we had to chew on rubberbands to generate it. It wasn't too bad. Tomorrow I have a huge biology test that I haven't exactly studied for yet, but I'll probably read some tonight or tomorrow morning. In Second period, we watched a few videos on rescue breathing and working wtih a blocked airway.. neh, snooooooooooooze time. Fourth period, swimming... I got an ear ache. :\ So I sat out the last 20 minutes. :\ I ate lunch, yuck. :\ In fourth period we just did a review worksheet and stuff. Then I came home, cleaned my room a bit, good stuff. Then Farrett showed up, and we talked and stuff. Then dad came home, we had dinner, went to star search, got groceries. Came home, and that was it. I'm so excited about my birthday party. :D</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-10-04T02:10:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Now I lie here in this empty bed...and all I think about is you]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>...and I wonder if you miss me now...and if your bed is empty too...<br/>All right, my party was awesome. My day was pretty good. I think I got at least a B on both my of big tests. I wore my pink fluffy tierra and carried around ten balloons which made me happy. Everyone wished my happy birthday, and that made me happy. After school, there were four people that came early. We watched a couple movies, ordered Pizza. Mike, and Tom brought guitars and played. We had music. Then we went to the park and had a silly string fight, it was awesome. So we went back to the house, had cake and did our face painting which turned into body painting. Layne had his entire chest painted, it was funny. I took lots and lots of pictures. I will hopefully get them developed onto CD. Jake had messaged me in the morning saying he 'needed to talk' to me. We didn't get much of chance to talk after work. So he messaged me asking if I could call, he 'needed to talk'. I told him that 'needed to talk' sounded like a bad thing, and his reply was 'yes, in a way...' so I called him and he said he wants to break up and still be friends. He said that his friends were giving him a hard time about me being fourteen etc. So, yeah. I've hard him talk about how he hates it when his ex'es call him or try and talk to him. So, yeah, that's where I stand...</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-10-05T05:10:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You have only been gone ten days.. but already I am wasting away]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/you_have_only_been_gone_ten_days_but_already_i_am_wasting_away.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>... I know I'll see you again... but I need you to know, I care and I miss you....<br/>All right, so I got up at 9:30, came downstairs. My fahza had bought me a donut for breakfast which I picked at. Then I took a shower and got dressed. Came downstairs and we decided to go look around at Old Sac. I bought porcupine earings (the plastic spike -like ones) and a mood ring. We walked around until 12:30. Then we went to Claim Jumpers for lunch, and I had my favooooriiiite there, Thai Lettuce Wraps, those are awesome. I have those everytime we go, and a Shirley Temple to drink, of course. Then we came home, looked up a movie and went to see The School of Rock.. which was a neh sort of movie. Came home, ate dinner, and I had some left over cake with strawberry ice cream. And, I'm content.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-10-06T07:10:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She is a slut but her ex thinks it's sexy....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... sex reminds her of eating speghetti....<br/>So... last night while I'm reading I get a text from Jake, it read as follows: <br/>Sry about everything... But going through a lot... And wanted to say happy-b-day<br/><br/>So I texted him back telling him I was surprised to hear from him and was curious about his reasons. Then he called, which was cool. He explained that he was going through a lot at home. His family doesn't think he is dependable and he wants to prove that to him. He wants to move out before he gets kicked out... and he's seen friends go to prison for dating a girl that was underage... so I'm cool about everything that happened. Yes, it sucked for him to do it on my birthday party, at least he admited it. That's life. I deal well.<br/>This morning my fahza took me to get a Odwalla from the store and dropped me off at the bus stop. First period, I got my biology test back... and I got a B! :) Denise got a F, Shelly got a F, and Elenore got an F. I felt pretty good. Then went to Health, passed my CPR test with mad skillz. Then I stupidly went to PE, when it was a one lunch schedual. LoL So I had already changed, came out and no one was there. So I put my clothes on over my swimming suit and went to lunch. LoL I felt so stupid. So then I went to PE AFTER lunch. We swam and I refuse to go under water because of my stupid ears. So we swam, it sucked, I got a little burnt. Then I went to math, where, I got my math test back, and I got a B+ on it. :D I'm excited. Then I came home, ate some apple pie and strawberry ice cream... played a new game online.. Spooky Slots. I like it. Then my dad came home, being an ASS as usual. He keeps pinching my arms, and everytime he does it I think it a bug, and today I went to scratch at it, and I scratched myself really deep and blood was gushing, he's such a asshole. I ask and I tell him not to. Gah. So we ate dinner, he had pork and I had a cup of noodles. Then we went to get a calculator for my math since the one at my house doesn't work for sineand cosine :\ Then we came home, I finished my homework, and he got on the computer because I was watching a show he didn't like to watch. When I was finished and wanted on, he told me to watch TV, which I don't do unless I'm doing something else. Gah, he is a total fuck head, and needs to burn.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-10-07T03:10:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[What's with these homies dissing my girl?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>....What have they got up front?...<br/>First period, took notes and watched a video on cells. Second period, did work from the book on First Aid. Third period, swim, swim, swim. :: gags:: Had lunch. Found out from Brittany this guy hit his ex gf 'cause she wouldn't talk to him. :\ How stupid. Went to math, worked on equations using sine, cosine, tangent. It sucks. Tomorrow we have a quiz on it. Came home, then I went to my dentist appointment while my dad voted. I got my bleeching kit. He voted for McClintock, dumbass. Then we went out to eat. On the way there, we were talking about jobs and accounts. I asked that if I had an account, and couldn't get a job, would he deposit money into it once a month. He suggested that I work for him, by cleaning the house. :\ I told him I didn't want to work for him. He kept asking why, and I kept saying because I don't want to. Then he gave me examples of how this may come up later, working for someone I don't like. So I told him I didn't want to be in the house all the time, which he turned into "So, if you didn't have to live with me, you wouldn't" and "You hate me" Gah, what a fuckhead. Then he stopped throwing a fit about it and talked over dinner. My cousin is pregnant. The father is a black guy who wants nothing to do with her or the baby, and his mother hates whites. :\ She wants to keep the baby, I think she should give it up for adoption. Gah, oh well...</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-10-08T03:10:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She cries... children often do...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>...when they're cold, and hungry too...<br/>First period, took some notes on size of cell... then I got called into the VP's office. :\ I went there, thinking someone died, or that I've been accused of doing something. Turns out, a teacher told the administration that I was an eyewitness to him hitting her. I told him what I knew, and who I had heard it from. He kept insisting that if I really was an eyewitness, to tell him, and that if I knew more than what I am saying, that I should tell him. Ass. Then I went back to class and finished a lab. Second period, more bookwork. Third period, more swimming, except, we played some water polo. Then I went to lunch and talked to Brittany about what happened since the VP called her in, too. I think it was Mr. Grahl who told the administration. So... he's off my list of people I'd like to fuck. We worked more on sine, cosine, and tangent. Went home, ate a small bowl of ice cream.</p>
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  <dc:date>2003-10-10T03:10:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I wanna push around, well I will...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>.. I wanna push you down, well I will... <br/>Yesterday was hectic. School was a little faster pace than usual, but that was okay. Then Arielle came over after school so I could type her Romeo and Juliet stuff. She types hella slow. After that, she dressed me girly for the football game and bonfire. It was pretty cool. The fire was huge. In the middle of the bonfire. Lowll came over and asked me to go talk to a couple of his friends. He wanted to touch my tits or something, I dunno, nothing too important. After that, I called my dad to pick me up. He took me to Wendy's to grab some dinner. Then home. I went to bed and slept. Then today, we did a potato lab in Bilogy, chapter 8 in Health, swimming in PE, and just some worksheet in math. Then we had the rally. I hung out with the 'group' and played Revolution. Which is a really cool card game. I had fun. I won my first time. Then home, now I'm here. Tonight is Bonfire. Kate and Sergio are the princess and prince for my freshman class. :) Sergio is neat.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-10-13T06:10:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Don't leave me this way...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>.. I can't survive without your sweet love...<br/>So.. Saturday my dad and I drove up to Apple Hill, to go to the Apple Festival, where we ate some fudge and made a candle, not even touching an apple. Which was weird. Then we came home and just sort of relaxed. Sunday, I was suppose to go to the mall with Karleen, but she spaced out about her mom's boyfriend's jazz recital. So insted, I got Chris to go with me at last minute. We went to the sunrise mall, and looked around. I got 8 thongs. One has turtles on it, one has halloween stuff on it, one has a rainbow heart on the g-string part, one is celestial with cutouts around the pussy, another is red fishnet, the other is black fishnet, then a redlace one. And that's it. The shirt I got is a Johnny The Homicidal Maniac shirt. :D:D I love it. Today, we had the bug guy come at 8am, so I had to be out of the house for 2 hours. My dad came and got me and dropped me off at Borders with a 20 so I could get a book while I waited for Petroglyph to open. I got this book that has reprinted newpaper clippings of infamouse crimes. It's pretty neat. Then I went to Petroglyph and painted a round serving plate, which many people commented on. :D</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-10-15T07:10:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[When day is long... and the night is yours alone...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>...and you're sure you've had enough of this life... <br/>Today was a collaboration day, and I didn't get a ride, so I had to go to school at the same time. Katie and I walked to Starbucks. I got a Carmel Apple Cider and a Chocolate Cream Cheese Muffin. Then we came back and I ate my muffin at school and finished my cider, and decided I needed a nap before school started. So I napped, and dreamed about having hot sweaty sex with my math teacher. LoL So then in Biology we took notes on Mieosis. In health, we did more book work and I'm about 2 chapters ahead. In PE, we did our synchronize swimming, then, after we were dry, he made us swim laps until the bell rang! Which meant we had to dress and use our wet towels to dry off. :\ Ate lunch, blah blah. Then in math we did a little more work on Sine, Cosine and Tangent, then another thing which I did last year. Came home, took a short nap, got up and watched a little bit of The Simpsons. Then my dad took me to cash my checks, then to Walmart to drop of my film and to buy myself new headphones. Then we went to the new Sam's Club and bought stuff. Now we're home. Blah, I'm tired.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-10-19T05:10:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She goes above and beyond her call of duty...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... she is a slut but her ex thinks its sexy... <br/>Friday was all right, I went and saw Runaway Jury which wasn't too bad. Then we went home, and my sister's present was there. She got me more perfume and lotion. :D I convinced my dad he needed to buy me a new webcam for 'misplacing' my old one. Then on Saturday I went to the mall with him, I got new shoes there. Then we went to get me some new snowboarding boots. We got Lamarr's for 50$ instead of 120$, which was really good. Then we went to Best Buy and he got me a new webcam and a new CD. I got Matchbox 20's Mad Season. :) Hardc0re. Then we chilled at home, went and got Nell and went out to dinner. Then we went to the movie and tried to sneak into Texas Chain Saw Massacre, but they were checking tickets. So we got our money refunded and walked to Borders. We hung out there and just sort of chilled. Then we walked home. We watched a little bit of TV then went up to my room. We were talking and some how it got into hickies, so she gave me a hickey on the side closer to the middle on my right boob. It's like, black, I kid you not. Hehe. It's nice. Then in the morning we had bagels with cream cheese and orange juice. Then we went to the Renassiance Fair. It was awesome. A ton of guys would telle me that they loved my red hair, since, oddly, there were very few girls that had vibrant red hair. And then, it was my eyes. Guys would say I had beautiful eyes, or the eyes of a slave. Oddly, this would always be at the set-ups that had the leather and the whips, etc. I felt special. :D My dad bought me a Celtic necklace, and I bought myself a double dragon wrapped around a knife. It's pretty. :D We went home, and then we dropped Nell off.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-10-22T04:10:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Did I blink as I watched? Did I close my eyes?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I was not alone, think it was the first time, watching you rise, splendor and graceful I cheered as you sailed... <br/><br/>So, we've been studying for finals all week. Ugggg. I have GSR/Health and Math tomorrow, and on Friday I have Biology and PE. In PE, we're doing basketball drills. It has got to be one of the most boring things ever. I like basket ball, but I don't want to be a star player, I want to play to have fun. :\ Ug. Today, this slightly mentally retarded Senior who is 18 asked me out. I said no... I feel bad, because, he like, asks EVERYONE out. So I guess I shouldn't feel so bad, but, he gave me this crushed face, and yeah. :\ We are doing splinting in Health, we finished that today and I passed all of it. :D Hardc0re. That's about all that's going on. I got my pictures from my birthday party developed. Much fun.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-10-23T03:10:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You, there on the bridge, where have you been? What's your named?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>And you, there one the wall, where will you go to once you fall?<br/><br/>Ug, I had so much trouble sleeping last night. :\ I got up at 4:35 and was up until my alarm clock went off. Showered, got dressed. My dad had bought my bagels and more Odwalla, so I had that for breakfast. Then I went to school. Second period finals went good. I got an 82 out of 95, but sicne I didn't use my bathroom pass, I got an extra ten points on the final, which means I got 92 out of 95. :) Hardc0re stuff. Then we got held in 10 minutes to correct it, which meant I got ten minutes of 'nutrition'. Then went to my fourth period class and did the math final, 86 questions. It took a while. :\ But I finished and read some more of my book. Ada or Ardor is getting easier to read, the style was hard at first, but I've gotten more accustomed to it. After school, Ariele and I went to The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. It was actually scary. Made me jump a lot. It was cool. They showed actual footage of them going through the crime scene they didn't entirely secure. So they have a little bit of the guys face. I bet he's dead by now. It's 23 months since my Mom died. <br/><3</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-10-26T07:10:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Older dancers gag at what new talent seems to mean...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>...smaller tits and younger limbs can cause a fit of rivalry...<br/><br/>Saturday was pretty boring. We went to the Galleria mall to pick up my sister a gift card from Macy's, her birthday is on November 3. Then we went to the grocery store and came home. That was about all we did, nothing to intersting. Today, I was hoping to get to see Sean. But, I didn't. :( My dad dragged me out to furniture sales and an auction. Then, we ate a late lunch. Chris called me, so I went over to his place and watched a movie with him and a couple of friends. Then my dad picked me up. We went to Safeway to grab some bagels and something for dinner. I got some basil tomatoe soup. Yummy like whoa<3<br/><br/>I love this song.. "Worked Up So Sexual"-The Faint</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-10-27T04:10:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And she screams, and her voice is strained...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... she says baby.. it's three am I must be lonlier....<br/><br/>I woke up an hour early despite the time change. Went to school... First period, we got our midterm test back, I got a 65%, which is a D. I checked my grade in the class, and I have a B-. I'm doing fine it that class, plenty of time to pull my grade up. Then I went to health, we basically did an overview about what Health will cover. We got side tracked into breast feeding, somehow. Kids that aren't breast fed have a higher crime rate, do poorly in school, and have excessive pre-marital sex. I only qualify for one of those, lol. In PE, we did basketball drills, then we ran the mile and a half. Yuck. I guess I have an A-. Ate lunch. Then in Math, I got my final back and got a 79% on it. :\ Yuck.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-10-27T07:10:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And I'll be so alone without you, maybe you'll be lonesome too...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... fly the ocean in a silver plain, see the jungle when it's wet with rain....<br/><br/>I know a lot of you read a bit of a letter to a certain someone who was in my life, that ended pretty ugly. Well, there's a new beginning with the same person, and I just wanted to say the things I said were said out of anger and spite. <br/><3</p>
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  <dc:date>2003-10-28T06:10:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Talking to myself in public... dodging glances on the train..]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... I know they've all been talking about me, I can hear them whisper...<br/><br/>Woke up tired as hell. I had hot flashes all night. I went to bed really, really cold. So I had put some pjs on, over the night I stripped them off, and by midnight I was totally naked and hotter than hell. :\ Eventually I got back to bed, but it took a while. Caught the bus, went to school. I haven't felt like socializing lately, which isn't good. I see everyone around me, and they seem so.. dumb sometimes, well, not sometimes, all the time. It's getting close to two years since my Mommy died, so I guess that is taking it's toll. First period, we took some notes and did a few punett squares. Tomorrow we're suppose to start a create-a-face lab. Ought to be interesting. In health we talked more about the basics of health. Physical, mental, social, emotional, and spiritual, I'm not sure how this will work out. :\ It makes me uncomfortable to talk about personal things like this. In Pe, we did basketball drills. The last twenty minutes we split up and played basketball. I played two on two with a couple people. Then at lunch, I got a Jamba Juice. Still didn't feel like socializing, so I sat outside my math class and listened to my CD player. In math we did more equations of a line. Which is pretty borning. On the bus, our bus driver Jack gave everyone a Snicker's bar. It was cool. I have mine in the freezer. I'll eat it later. After school I took a nap. Dad came home, decided to make this frozen cashew chicken, disgusting. Ug.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-11-01T04:11:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I found myself still thinking of you...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>...felt so empty, now I'm fine, when will you be mine?<br/><br/>So, yeah. Friday I wore the skirt I bought to school, and it was really cold. So I changed into to ADIDAS pants, cuase they are uber comfy. First period we did the create-a-face lab, it was fun. I was partners with Mark, he has a British accent. Then in health we talked about disgusting stuff that is in meat. Uggg. 4-5 pounds of rats, which includes up to two pounds of rat feces is aloud in 100 pounds of ground beef. Disgusting. :\ In PE we had free time to play basketball. I had lunch with Ariele and her football boys. Heh, it was interesting. And in math we just did worksheet after worksheet.<br/>update more later.</p>
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  <dc:date>2003-11-02T08:11:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I had to cut my last post short, so I'm gonna finish it here...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>After school on Friday, waiting for the bus... while it was pouring rain. We have an outdoor campus, so shelter was hard to find. I was content under a tree for about five minutes, then the rain got heavier and decided to blow in a direction, so I got soaked. That was for fifteen minutes. Then the bus came, and it smelled like hardboiled eggs puked up. I walked home in the rain and set my stuff down, changed, and put my sweat shirt in the dryer. As soon as I sit down, the door bell rings. It's not raining and there's a little boy dressed up as a blue crayon saying "treat!" over and over. Then my dad came home to take me over to Karleen's. He was chewing mint gum, which I think is gross. So I roll down a window and he asks why. I told him I think his gum smells gross. Then he starts blowing in my face, I call him rude and he stops, and starts saying I need to take that make if I want to go to Karleens. :\ So I did for the bastard ass. So he dropped me off at Karleen's, And I changed into my skirt and stuff again. We ordered pizza, and passed out candy for a bit. Then we went out trick-or-treating, no flashing except random cars. :\ We were out for maybe an hour, and we got sooo much fricken candy. :D I have five freezer bags full. Woot. We came home,and her Mom took tons of pictures of us, and candy. Then we went to sleep, and my dad picked me up in the morning. <br/>Saturday: After my dad picked me up, we grabbed some lunch at Burger King. Went home, I changed and cleaned up a bit, then we went to Dimples to get Katie a gift certificate, and me a couple CDs. I got an Everclear CD, and a Vertical Horizon CD. I happy. :D Then we went to target to get a card, and a new phone. I'm gonna have a speaker phone in my room. :D Then I went to Katie's birthday party at 5pm. It was cool, she got a new gecko. Then Layne, Stacy, Daniel, Daniel, and Brianne showed up. Layne was all over stacy. Touching her, groping her, kissing her. Yes, I was jealous. :\ I want Stacy, there, I said it. :\ She's a crotch tease. :\ Then the pizza came, and we ate pizza, then we decided to go out and set the pumpkin on fire. We had a HUGE thing of butane. We set the pumpkin on fire, and kicked, we played flaming pumpkin soccer. It was great. Then we broke it, and set is on fire again. It was cool. She also had fireworks. So we set two of them off, they were really, really loud. :X Hehe. No cops called on us though. During that I got to Stacy, hugging her and stuff, Layne was jealous, so I gave him a kiss. Eventually one of the Daniels came over and put his arms around me wanting to make out. :\ Freshman boy, ugh, bad kisser. We went in and got toilet paper, TPed random houses, and ran like hell back to the house where we had bananna cream pie, and chocolate cake. It was neat.  Stacy sat on my lap. Then we snuck off to katies room, and made out, felt up, lick, kiss, all that good stuff. The four of us. I unzipped Layne's jeans, and he was like 'omg'. Then they watched Stacy and I make out and go at it for a bit. I felt so bad, Katie came in and was like, 'please, I really hope you weren't doing anything gross', and I cooled off. Then we went and watched some anime movie. Stacy and I made out more, Layne and Daniel watched and creamed themselves. Hehehe. Then her dad drove me home 'cause I said I'd be home at ten, and later found out my dad did a little drinking. LoL</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-11-04T06:11:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Girl, is it easy to love me now?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... would you love me if I was down, and out?... <br/><br/>Sunday was nice, went and painted. Sunday night I went to my dad's boss's place for dinner, he flirted with me. :\ Monday in Biology we took notes, in health we watched a nice sick video on Ebola. There was a part where the guy was eating a rat, and he ate the head last. My teacher rewound the video so we could hear the crunch again. In PE we played basket ball, then went to the track to jog six minutes, and walk two. :\ Ugh, that sucked. In math we did more stuff with lines, etc. <br/>Today, in Biology we made chains of DNA. In health we finished the Ebola video and had a class discussion. In PE, we played basketball, had a boring lunch. Britney is really getting on my nerves. She will talk to me once in a while, but when Allison or someone else is around, she loses interest in me. She also claims to be a better basket ball player, but when she gets the ball, she stands there and does nothing, then she passes to the wrong player, or takes a shot and misses. :\ She's just,stupid. And at lunch she'll act like my friend. :\ But, gah, I don't like her at all. I wish there were other people in my PE that I liked to talk to. In Math, we did more line stuff. I got a buy one get one free bottle cap on my soda. Special. Ariele came over after school, gave her some of my candy. I made stew and let it simmer on the stove. Yummy stuff. <3</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-11-06T07:11:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sometimes I sit among the markers, and contemplate my next life...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... says something less sympathetic, a little more unconditional respect was buried here...<br/><br/>Where would I be if she was still alive? I know I was set on making this a angst free journal, but this is eating me inside. I know people say I can talk to them about my problems, but I feel like I can't. I feel like since I didn't talk about her death when it happened that it isn't valid anymore. Just thinking about her gives me a physical pain in my chest, make my lungs small. It's a feeling of guilt. I feel guilty that she died, but why? I shouldn't feel guilty. Or do I feel guilty about what I've done since she died. There are so many things she would disapprove of. I think sometimes that she'd hate me for how I am. I wish in so many ways that I knew what she would think of me, but I know it's useless, and I know if I asked anyone else, their answers would all be the same. "She'd be proud of you" I can't help but think that's a bull shit thing to say. I don't remember the last thing I said to her. I remembering being mad at my dad for giving my Mom a hard time about not carrying something from the car in, while she had her head in the sink puking. That's the last time I saw her. I could have seen her after she was dead. Rose asked me if I wanted to go into the room and see her. I wanted to, but all I could do was hide. I cried when my sister came to talk to me the day after she died, I cried at her funeral, and I cried at the memorial. That's the only time I cried in front of anyone during that first year. This Halloween though, I was watching Degrassi: Next Generation with my best friend, and one of the lead characters step father was really sick with cancer, and it reminded me so much of my Mom that I choked up, let a couple tears slide, and had to ask her to change the channel. Things about her keep popping up at school, and it doesn't help. I'm gonna break one of these days. :: sighs:: I miss my Mommy. Miss her lots.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-11-09T07:11:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Close my eyes, let the whole thing pass me by...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... there is no time to wast asking why, I'll run away with you....<br/><br/>"Echo" by Trapt. Very nice song.<br/>Yesterday was interesting and boring. I'd rather not get into it too much. :P Today, I got up, went to Costco with my dad, bought stuff. Then we went to get me a new phone because my old one has slowly stopped working. It still works, just, buttons don't work and it doesn't ring. It's a nice flip phone by motorola. Color screen. Makes me happy, except, now my dad will get the bill. So, maybe I'll make it so everyone has to call me. That'd be better. Or call from my house phone from a calling card asking them to call my cell. Blah. Oh well. So then we came home, and I start my group project for health, and did it all. It was on decision making. Step one, state the problem, step two, list options, step three, write pros and cons of options, step four, weigh morals, step five, make your decision and detail it. That was about fifteen pages of information. Gah. Now, I dunno, I feel sick. I want a boyfriend now.</p>
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  <dc:date>2003-11-09T08:11:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Shakespear, or Cabin Boy? Cabin boy used for sex. >:)]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><table border='1' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' align='center'><form action='http://memegen.deskslave.org/viewmeme.pl?un=Kat007&meme=1060642037' method='POST'><tr><th colspan=2 bgcolor='#000000'><font color='#DDDD88'>Who were you in a past life? by <a href='http://www.livejournal.com/users/vamp_kat'><font color='#DDDD88'>Kat007</font></a></font></th></tr><tr><td bgcolor='#000000'><font color='#FFFFFF'>Name:</font></td><td bgcolor='#DDDDAA'><font color='#000000'><input type='text' name='Name:' value='Elle' size='20'></font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor='#000000'><font color='#FFFFFF'>Birthdate:</font></td><td bgcolor='#DDDDAA'><font color='#000000'><input type='text' name='Birthdate:' value='10/05/1988' size='20'></font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor='#000000'><font color='#FFFFFF'>Favorite Color:</font></td><td bgcolor='#DDDDAA'><font color='#000000'><input type='text' name='Favorite Color:' value='purple' size='20'></font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor='#000000'><font color='#FFFFFF'>Country:</font></td><td bgcolor='#DDDDAA'><font color='#000000'><input type='text' name='Country:' value='USA' size='20'></font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor='#000000'><font color='#FFFFFF'>You were most probably:</font></td><td bgcolor='#DDDDAA'><font color='#000000'>William Shakespeare </font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor='#000000'><font color='#FFFFFF'>If not then you were:</font></td><td bgcolor='#DDDDAA'><font color='#000000'>A cabin boy </font></td></tr><input type='hidden' name='un' value='Kat007'><input type='hidden' name='meme' value='1060642037'><tr><td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'><input type='submit' value='Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!'></td></tr><tr><td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'><font size='-1' color='#FFFFFF'>Created with <a href='http://www.livejournal.com/users/quill18/'><img src='http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' style='vertical-align:bottom;border:0;'><font color='#DDDD88'>quill18</font></a>'s <a href='http://memegen.deskslave.org/'><font color='#DDDD88'>MemeGen</font></a>!</font></td></tr></form></table></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-11-10T06:11:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Imagine pagent, in my head the flesh seems thicker....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... sand paper tears corode the film, and I need you now somehow....<br/><br/>Sunday was fine, consisted of finishing my project and going to bed. Today, I got up, well rested. :) I ate breakfast, went to catch the bus, and I remembered that I forgot my PE clothes, so I had to go back and grab them, I didn't miss the bus. Mad skillz. Heh. I got to school, avoided Layne. Neh. :\ Talked to Elenore and Tyler most of the morning. Went to first period, we finished the lab, and then had a quiz. Went to second period where I told everyone they were ass clowns for not helping, and gave them sheets to memorize. Geh. Then we watched a video on Mathaphetamines. I felt much better about being adopted. I could have been one of those babies. I could of been tortured for years until I died. Heh. Wow. Then in PE, we did soccer drills, then ran the mile and a half, which I sat out on because of my foot hurting. Neh. Went to lunch, ate, neh. Talked to Layne about his hugging and stuff. I'm pretty sure he got the idea. :\ Who knows. In math, we did more boring equation stuff, bleh. My father picked me up because I had a doctor's appoitment. Got to the doctor's office, and they were playing Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. :) It was neat. Then I went it, they weighed me, and I don't think she weighed me right. :\ If she did, neh. :X Then I went into the room scared as can  be. She took my blood pressure and pulse, then took down what the problems are. I told her my foot was hurting, the scars on my back, and my acne. Well, Dr. Cau came and checked my foot, said I bruised the botton. :\ Still hurts. As for the scars on my back, he said he didn't want to say anything misleading about them and that I should see a dermatologist, which I am seeing in January. Then he checked my acne, and perscribed me an anti-biotic for it. So then my father dropped me off at home, I fiddled online for a bit, then I made dinner. He came home with my medication. My medication. :\ It does affect my birth control pills, so, I guess I'll have to be really careful again. Also, I can't have dairy while I'm taking the pill, I can't have food on my stomach when I take it, and I need to take it twice a day. ug, dammit.</p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_fondle_keys_to_my_heart.mws</guid>
  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-11-13T04:11:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I fondle keys to my heart....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... while everyone's heart seems calm.... <br/>So, yeah. This week has been pretty boring. On Tuesday we had the day off so I went and grabbed lunch with Ariele, and went back to my house. We ordered Malibu's Most Wanted from ppv, it was, interesting. On Wedsenday, it was all right. We had a sub in PE, so we just dropped kicked the soccer balls, a lot. Heh. That was the highlight of school. When I got home, I made potato soup from scratch. First time I tried to make my Mom's recipe. We haven't had it since before she died. It was as I remembered it, and still not to my liking. Heh. I've never liked it much, but it brought back good memories. Memories, something I've had a lot of lately. My dad liked it a lot. Which is good. Today, we started doing more stuff in Genetic Engineering in Biolgy, finished watching a video on parasites (ew, nuff said. ;) Is was disgustingly wonderful), in PE we played scrimages, and in Math we did a group quiz. Came home, and that's about it.<br/>Another thing we talked about in health today was sex. He seems to direct a lot of comments about sex to teenage girls that are sexually active because they don't get enough attention from their fathers. I know that's not me though. I could get attention from my father if I wanted to, but I'm content with the attention he gives me now. I still think he is an anal bastard ass clown, but that's really besides the point. Also, we talked about how people block things from their mind, like tramatic events. Heh, wonder if I have one. I'd be scared to remember.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-11-17T03:11:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[All the lights are changing red to green...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... moving through the crowd, pushing chemicals through my blood stream...<br/><br/>So, yeah, my weekend. On Friday night we (my dad and his secretary Dawn) went to see Master and Commander: The Far Side of the Sea. It was pretty cool. I liked it. It was 2 and a half hours long, I had trouble sitting through that. Then on Saturday we went to the mall and got my friend Lacy a birthday present, gift certificate to Hot Topic. I called Tara, my brother Eric's girlfriend, to see what they wanted, and wow, she can talk forever. But I don't blame her, she's home alone a lot, she took a second job, too. She's cool. They're dog, Isabella, is a St Bernard. Eight months and weighs 80 lbs. Then we went home, my dad left for a date, and Lacy's Mom picked Marshal, then me up. We went to pizza, went back to her house. We had cake there, and watched Fight Club. Lacy's dad sort of gave me looks.. the 'hey cutie, wanna do me?' sort of looks. Heh. :\ Then we went to bed, and Lacy's cat attacked me all night. My dad picked me up in the morning around 9:15. Then he dropped me off at home, he went to Oakland to visit Caroline and her son. He came home early, at like, 1:15. Heh, oops. That could have been bad. So then I was gonna go to Petroglyph, but there were too many people. So I decided to just go see a movie. We went and saw The Human Stain. Which was actually pretty good, minus the image of Anthony Hopkins having sex with a much younger women. My dad was like "I would never have taken you to see that movie if I had known what it was about" Heh, that was funny. I got a job application to Century theatre. <br/>Now, today, neh. I got up, went to the bus. Remembered my PE clothes. :D In Biology we just took notes and got a worksheet, that was about it. In Health we took a test on mental self defense mechanisms (ie: denial, day dreaming, repressing, etc) I sort of didn't do so well. :\ Oops. Then we discussed control, neh, boring. In PE we played soccer, then we rain the mile and a half on the track instead of the course. That was miserable. I had horrible cramps, and felt sick, then I finished the mile and a half at 18 minutes (yeah, laugh at me) When I got to the locker room I felt so sick, I waited till lunch, I ate some of my samich, but I felt so sick. I ended up throwing up in the bathroom. :\ At least math class was easy. Then I came home, took my anti-biotic. Blah, I'm tired, and my cramps are still killing me.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-11-20T08:11:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[This will all fall down...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... like everything else that was, this too shall pass...<br/><br/>So, yeah, I've been deep in thought for the week. And I've come to a decision that I took the first step in acting on today. I want to seek professional help so that I can try and properly deal with my Mother's death, and come to terms with the fact that I was sexually abused. (SB from now one) Yes, SB. I was. I didn't think I was at the time, for a few years after, and even now it's hard to believe. But it did happen to me. Hard to believe. I need to deal with this. And I feel like there something I'm not remembering. I think there is something there that I don't know. And things with my Mom, I miss her, and it does affect the way I get through my day. I think about her constantly. So, this morning. I put my name in the counselor call box, and awaiting their call slip. I want to ask the counselor if I can seek help outside of school, and I want to make sure my dad doesn't know. If my dad found out, he'd tell my sister, and my sister would tell my brothers, and the whole thing would be awkward, horrible, and uncomfortable, and I don't want that. I'm thinking that Freshman and Sophomore year will be dealing with it, and Junior or Senior year I want to start helping other people, maybe. I don't want to make this a career, just something I think I should do. So there's my big decision. I need a lot of support with this. <br/><3 all<br/>-elle</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-11-20T08:11:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Poll, everyone take, please?]]></title>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-11-22T02:11:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She's got a pretty smile.......]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... it covers up the poison that she hides...<br/><br/>Last night I went to The Cat in the Hat with Farrett, Tina, Stephanie, and Marshall. It was fun. We went out to eat at the River Rock Cafe. At the movie, we were sort of loud and giggling a lot. The movie was funny. I was sort of expecting a big crowd there, but there was barely anybody. I turned in a job application to the theatre. Good luck to me. <br/>Today we went to Jack in the Box for lunch, and I got a hamburger. I specifically asked for no onions and no mustard. So we get our meal, and I take a bite into a mustard filled burger. Gag, wretch, turn green. Uggg! Mustard, I hate it so much. So I took it back, and they gave me a new burger, but I'd loss my apetite, so I threw it away. My dad got mad at me. So then we went to Denios, I got a new CD case, and some bras. But the cup for the bra is really narrow, so my boobs look pointy, so I don't like them. :\ Oh well, it was like 3 for ten dollars. Not a bad price. We went to check movies, but didn't see anything worth seeing. So we went home...<br/>Tomorrow I leave for Texas to see my sister. Just me, going to see my sister. It'll be really, really nice. I can't wait. That's about it, I'll be back on the 29th.<br/>It'll be two years since my Mom died tomorrow. Two years ago today we were at the Tinney's for Thanksgiving dinner. It was great. My cousin Jenny was there, so I got to talk to her, and stuff. It was nice. Then my Mom saw my brother's wedding video, she held onto my leg tightly and closed her eyes, held her four leaf clover necklace close. It scared me. Then we went home, she threw up in the sink. That was the last time I saw her, her throwing up in the sink. Later that night, I went to bed, woke up to people in the house. The sound of walkie talkies. She was dead. dead dead dead. Very dead. Hard to believe. I didn't know she could die from her cancer, but I didn't deny it. I miss her a lot. I miss how my life was with her in it, yet, I don't think I'd change it if I was given the chance. That makes me a horrible person, doesn it?</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-11-29T06:11:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Did I blink as I watched? Did I close my eyes?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I was not alone, I think it was the first time... <br/>I'm back. Texas was great. My sister, my nephew, and I went shopping a lot. He's a really sweet kid, skinny too. He's gonna look like my brother Eric a lot. Blonde, blue eyed thin, and very cute. I love him a lot. The first night I was there, he couldn't decide who to snuggle with, so he went back and forth between Cortney and I. Then he would just snuggle with me until he fell asleep, and go to Cortney after he woke up. And whenever Cortney left to run a quick errand or whatever, and left Wyatt with me, he would cuddle, watch a little TV, and fall asleep on me. He liked to lay on me when I was laying down. He also fell asleep on Barney, who is one of three dogs at their house. Thanksgiving dinner was pretty cool. Afterwards, my sister carved part of it up and put it in the fridge, but she left the turkey out all night. It was fine until Chris and Amy went to feed the horses. Amy's dog, Onawa, ate the rest of the turkey, bones and all. Poor dog. She got sick, threw up, was outside for the rest of the day. We played a lot of board games too, that was fun, until Chris joined. When I was like, 8, we played Monopoly, and I stole a 500, since then he's labeled me a cheater. :\ So everytime I made a move, he'd be like "Better whatch those Skinners, man, they cheat" I think he is the biggest asshole, and I really don't like him all that much. <br/>I didn't realize how much I missed my sister until I had to leave today, I was at the gate saying goodbye, and I wanted to cry. Cortney is so much like Mom, I love it. She was sort of Mom to me, when I was a baby I did sleep in her room, and she got up every night to feed me. I miss her. And Wyatt, god, just looking at him made me think of how much my Mother would love him, he's just the sweetest.<br/>Le sigh.<br/>I miss my Mother. Mother, it's seems to be a strange word to me.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-12-01T03:12:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Here comes the rain again...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... tearing me apart like a new emotion...<br/><br/>So, yeah. It rained today. :) In biology we watched part of a video on cloning, and in Health we fisnihed the True Colors thing. I'm half and half on Gold and Orange. I also got my call slip to see the counselor, so I went at the end of the period. Mrs. Druer is my counselor, and she's not bad. Her Mother is going through the cancer stuff, same cancer too. But her Mom is 85. :\ So it's nice to see that someone else is ,ya know. The bad part: By CA law, I have to have parental consent to go to a therapist or counselor. Ugggggg. :\ Then I went to my next class, PE, in the middle, he didn't make me change. I think I was visably upset, there are times when I just can't hide it. Then I ate lunch. I've started buying school lunch, it's cheap, and not that bad. :\ So, yeah. Then went to math, did the four review worksheets in 40 minutes and had the rest of the period to chill. It was raining when the bell rang, so I sort of got wet. :\ Or drenched. <br/><br/>{NP: "Here Comes the Rain Again"-The Cruxshadows}</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-12-04T06:12:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[There is this inside, where all the good things die...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... Sometimes I feel like a whore... <br/><br/>So, yeah. Last night we went to this really, really good Thai place. The food was good, but the company made me want to retch, in other words, my father. We couldn't have a quiet dinner, he had to talk. Talk about my zits, saying I have a crooked nose with hairs growing out of it (which I don't), and all these other things. He was pulling on my pigtails, flicking paper at me. Uhhh! After that, he went home to shit, and we went back out so I could get some stuff I needed from Jo-Anns Fabrics for my sewing. I got a marking pencil, some lace and frilly stuff for the hems of the jeans I'm sewing, and thats it. Then we went home, and I worked on my project more. Today, I went to school, no big deal, not doing anything too exciting. Stress project in health. And I'm still stuck on the counseling part. It hurts so bad inside now that I want it out. I want to be able to talk. Maybe it should be my new years thing. :\ I dunno. Afterschool I worked on my sewing a bit. I got a call from my dad bitching about my math grade. Then I went back to sewing. He came home, threw an envelope with my grades at me, so I saw them, then he saw them, and he was pissed. So I told him to make his own dinner and ignored him. He gave me money to order a pizza. So I ordered a pizza. Then Farrett messaged me all worried about something in History, and asked if I still had my history notebook, which I did. So I waited outside for him to walk over, and I gave him the notebook, and we talked. He knows that I was sexually abused, but it was mentioned once and never talked about. I thought he'd get the hint that I wanted to seek help for it, but I guess not. So I'm out of luck on my buddy support. :( So I gave him my notebook and he was very happy, and shared a slice of pizza with him. :: sighs:: I hate this. For Christmas, my dad is putting up a fake tree again, and ugg. It's gonna be a grinch like Christmas. He got my brothers PJ bottoms and a sweater and asked me if that was enough for them. Two things. It's fucking Christmas. I remember seeing all the presents under the tree for weeks at a time, wishing I knew what it was, even though I ususally peeked. But now, I know what I'm getting because I picked it out.<br/><br/>If anyone gets a chance, listen to "Christmas Sucks" by Tom Waits and Peter Murphy.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-12-05T10:12:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[So pardon me, while I burst into flames...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>.. I've had enough of this world and it's people's mindless games...<br/><br/>This week has gone by so fast. I've sort of kept myself busy, trying not to reflect on my problem at hand. :\ So, I'm gonna put that off a little longer. <br/>Last night I dropped my cell phone into a sinkfull of water. I feel so stupid. But I took the battery out, shook the water out, blow dried it, then left it out to dry, so I think I did good. :D Today was rather easy. In Biology we did a lab where we used natural selection to change the equilibrium of a so-called balanced population that couldn't naturally exist. I thought it was a little retarded, but oh well. So we did that super fast, factored out the math, and did all the questions before the period ended. In health we watched a video on depression, pretty boring. I still think it'd be amusing to see my father on anti-depressents. Nothing like mind altering drugs to do the soul good. Right? Then we got into our new groups to work on the latest group project about stress. It shouldn't be too hard. I don't have total idiots in my group, but it's close. :\ So we made arrangements for them to come over to my house tomorrow from 3-5. Cross your fingers. Then in PE we did the sit and reach, I scored really well. I got a 15.5 and a 16.5. Most were getting like, 6 or 7. :D Ate lunch, fun stuff. Went to math, did three worksheets and chilled for a bit. Then I went home and relaxed a little. I can't beleive how fast this week has gone by. Then my dad came home, we grabbed something to eat at Burger King. Chicken nuggets<3 Then we went and saw The Last Samurai. It was a pretty cool movie, but seriously, Tom Cruise was pretty ugly. Usually he's sort of cute, like in Speed, but now, he's like a caveman. It was almost three hours long, but good. I think my dad has decided to put the computer in my room. We are going to go get wireless internet tomorrow, then we are going to find a desk set for me so I have a specific place to do my homework and hopefully my sewing, too. So, yeah, knock on wood. If and when I work, I think I want to work and save for a year, then travel all over the world for a year. I dunno, maybe I'll stay put, I just don't know, but I do know. I want to be with someone for the rest of my life, but I don't want to stay in one place, I want to be everywhere all at once.<br/><3</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-12-07T08:12:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA["I'm Sorry"-Voltaire]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Life has a way of making you humble<br/>Day after day it's bringing you to your knees<br/>all's okay, then everything crumbles<br/>And all that you perceive is blowing away<br/><br/>But while I'm tearing at the seams<br/>I'll apologize to anything<br/>I'm sorry....<br/><br/>All's black and white when you're just a baby<br/>You get some hair on your chin<br/>you think you know everything<br/>Years go by then everything's "maybe"<br/>and all that you believe<br/>Drowns in a sea of gray<br/><br/>But while I'm tearing at the seams<br/>I'll apologize to anything<br/>I'm sorry, I'm selfish<br/>Im sorry, i behave this way<br/>I'm sorry, couldn't help it<br/>I'm sorry that you lost your faith in me<br/><br/>(I'm sorry that you lost your faith<br/>I'm sorry that it rains<br/>I'm sorry I ever came<br/>I'm sorry, I'm sorry)<br/><br/><br/>Anyways, figured out a way to get to see a counselor. Last year when I went to the gyno for the first time, she suggested that I may have IBS. I dismissed that idea because I had been feeling sick all week. But it seems that my symptons have persisted all the while. So, I had looked through some information on it, and one of the treatments is therapy, as opposed to drugs. So, yeah. I have to reschedual my gyno appt. I don't think I can go when I'm on my period. Heh, cha-ching. <br/><br/>"See the pain etched in my face? Oh I'm so sick and tired of the taste of tears, the sting of pain, the smell of fear, the sounds of crying out!"-Voltaire<br/><br/>I'm trying to earn a set of feathery wings.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-12-08T06:12:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Hanging around, nothing to do but frown...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... rainy days and Mondays always get me down... <br/><br/>Karen Carpenter, she was a gorgeous girl, incredible singer, talented writer. So was her brother. Her death was a pity, although it may have put more behind her music after word got out that she was anorexic.<br/>Anyways, just the random fact.<br/><br/>This morning, my father was upset about my grades and told me I'd better bring them up, etc. And then he went to hug me. I told him if he touched me, that I'd cough on him, so he left for work. :D That made me feel good.<br/>Today went all right. Did a long-ass worksheet in CP Biology which involved Punett squares, and the Hardy-Weinberg equiliberium equation. Oi. :\ It's hard. Then in Health, the two people that didn't show up on Saturday weren't there today, and I don't want to be absent, but I can't help it. I think I might though. This flu sucks ASS. I checked my grade, and I now have an A in that class. :D So then we had to list our top five stressors, and our top five stressors our parents have.<br/>My Top Five:<br/>Living without my Mommy.<br/>Living with my father<br/>Personal (SB, I didn't put it down)<br/>Grades<br/>Social Life<br/><br/>My Father's Top Five:<br/>Living without Mom<br/>Money<br/>Family<br/>Raising a girl<br/>Work<br/><br/>In PE, I forgot to bring my clothes home this weekend, so I didn't dress down. I just felt so icky. :\ Then I got lunch. My father brought me my cough syrup at 12:50, like I asked, and yeah. Mm, cough syrup. Then I went to math, got my math test back! I got an 82%, I was one of the 8 that passed the test. Hehe, hardcore. Then we did a worksheet. I finished. Woot. :\ I hate monomials. After math, I had to stay after school to help with the project. Elizabeth is gonna type it up, Sean is gonna red pen it, and I'll look over it. His Mom gave me a ride home, she's nice. He actually lives close to me, which is convienent for projects. Came home, downed another gulp of cough syrup, laid down. And that's about it. Then my dad came home, I made dinner, but he didn't want it. So he had left overs, and I had some stir-fry. Then I did my homework, just some questions from Biology about Artificial and natural selection.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-12-11T08:12:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Never knew I could feel like this.. like I'd never seen the sky before...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... Want to vanish inside your kiss, everday I love you more than this, listen to my heart. Can you hear it sing? Telling me to give you everything. Seasons may change, winter to Spring, but I love you, till the end of time. Come what may, Come what may, I will love you until my dying day.        <br/>Suddenly seems such a perfect place. Suddenly it moves such a perfect grace. Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste. It all revolves around you. And there's no mountain too high, no river too wide. Sing out this song and I'll be there by your side. Storm clouds may gather. Stars may collide, but I love you. I love you, till the end, until the end of time.. come what may, come what may, I will love you, until my dying day.<br/><br/><br/>Heh, there, a love song. <br/>So, yeah, I've been sick. :( I caught the flu. I went to school Monday, felt crummy. Stayed home on Tuesday, felt horrible. I slept until 4pm that day. Went to bed early. Got up to go to the doctor on Wedsenday. Doctor said I have the 'nasty flu virus'. Say he gave me medicine and told me to stay home the rest of the week. Feeling better today. Ate meals, heh. :\ Went out to Target. My dad wants me to go to school tomorrow, but I'd rather do all the work that I've missed.Maybe I'll finish my sewing, too. I've figured out that I don't have that good of friends. None of them have called me to check up on me. I've been gone for three days. Wow, way to feel unappreciated, unwanted, etc. :\ I guess I don't play that important of a roll. Oh well. <br/><br/>"As you stand at the end of your life, what do you remember? Was it all you wanted? I'm trying to earn a set of feather wings. I wish I could protect you here. Oh please don't cry, now smile. As you stand at the end of your life, your troubles are over, mine are just beginning" - Voltaire <br/><br/>You could follow logic<br/>or contest it all<br/>the work solution makes the common house a home<br/><br/>the element of progress<br/>that you mention is gone<br/>it de-evolved to something you were headed toward<br/><br/>as i lay to die the things i think<br/>did i waste my time. i think i did- i worked for life<br/><br/>all we want are just pretty little homes<br/>our work makes pretty little homes<br/><br/>like a cast shadow<br/>like a fathers dream<br/>have a cut out son<br/>what's a worse disease<br/>to get that pretty little home<br/><br/>as i lay to die the things i think<br/>i dont want to regret what i did- i worked for life<br/><br/>all we want are just pretty little homes<br/>our work makes pretty little homes<br/>agenda suicide, the drones work hard before they die<br/>and give up on pretty little homes<br/><br/>(like a cast shadow)<br/><br/>our work makes pretty little homes<br/>our work makes pretty little homes<br/>agenda suicide. the drones work hard before they die<br/>and give up on pretty little homes<br/>"Agenda Suicide"-The Faint<br/><br/>Neat songs.</p>
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  <dc:date>2003-12-13T08:12:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I know I left too much mess and destruction to come back again...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... I cause nothing but trouble, I understand if you can't talk to me again...<br/><br/>"White Flag"-Dido. <br/>Dido, one of the few blonde women I find delicious. She is gorgeous, she has a plump face, I love that on girls. <br/><br/>Everytime I start to feel down. I think of the Goo Goo Dolls concert. My best memory to date. My best memories don't include my Mom. Which sounds odd, but it really isn't. My Mom wasn't one of those fun, lets go shopping for cute clothes, who's your crush sort of Moms. She was the want to do arts'n'crafts, homemaker, worry about money, conservative Moms. I don't know what my best memory with her is. I think back to trying to drive around Raleigh, NC, it was a miserable experience, but fun to think about. My Mom had no sense of direction whatsoever. So we were lost. All day. We finally found a mall, she called my dad at work:<br/>Mom: "Jim, come get me"<br/>Dad: "Where are you?"<br/>Mom: "I don't know."<br/>Dad: "You don't know?"<br/>Mom: "We're at a mall, come get us"<br/><br/>Heh, that day, I learned there were some words hidden in her vocabulary. Heh. My Mom was funny when she was frustrated. Everybody loved her, she really lit up room sometimes. <br/><br/>Anyways, back on track. <br/><br/>Today I went out. First we got some lunch at TGIFridays. Pretty good. Then we went to Costco, got some stuff. Then went to Linen's and Things. I got my friend Karleen a set of purple stretchy lights to put in her room, and a SBSP sucker maker for Christmas. Then we went to Cost Plus, and I got her these rubber duckies that have occupations. One is a Doctor, Cop, and Firefighter. Then we picked her up from dance, and my dad dropped us off at the mall. I did my Christmas shopping. I got my brother Jon a Kung-Fu movie. I got Eric a tee shirt. I got Eric's girlfriend, Terra, a super cute purse. I couldn't find anyhting for Brian, and I didn't get anything for my father. :\ I dunno what to get both of them. Then, I had money, for me. I got ME five new thongs. :D One of them, it's red with banannas on it. And the banannas, are scratch and sniff. And they smell like banannas. Ah, sick pleasures. Another one is a g-string with crossbones, then a Felix the Cat one, and lace and yeah, lots of neat stuff. <br/><br/>"And she swears there's nothing wrong, I hear her playing that same old song. She puts up and puts me on. Had a bad again."- Fuel.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-12-15T06:12:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Father of mine, tell me where have you been?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>....You know I just closed my eyes, my whole world dissappeared....<br/>"Father of Mine"-Everclear<br/><br/>My father, the asshole. It's official, I do hate him. And I'm only nice to him to get what I want, selfish, I know, but it works very well. I'm just sick of how he treats me. Yesterday I finished sewing a pair of pants I was 'modifying'. I tried them on to show to him, and he laughed. He laughed hard. So I turned around, went and changed back into what I was wearing. Then he came back in saying he was sorry for hurting my feelings. He didn't hurt my feelings, he offended me. Personally, if he feels like his honest opinion is the best, maybe I should give him mine. Ugh.<br/>Today went all right. We had an assembly schedual, easier than a full day. At the assembly, we had a mime, he was pretty funny. I sat next to some friends, including Stacy. She tried to sit in my lap, wrapped her arms around me, layed her head on me, etc. She's... I dunno, interesting to say the least. Today was really long. I came home and was exhausted, took a nap for a bit, and that was about it. We went to the store, got groceries for the week, picked up meds, and came home. I ate my dinner, then my father decided that I needed to decorate that awful plastic thing he calls a tree. All the ornaments he had were bulbs. :\ I think he threw out the family ornaments. Asshole.<br/>-elle<br/><br/><br/>"Relics"-Bella Morte<br/>As our faiths bleeds into day<br/>This feeble dream is born<br/>As dark winter's voice<br/>As silent as the rain<br/>A place is found within<br/>Where hearts are formed of glass<br/>And fragile songs are heard<br/>As mist from ancient times<br/><br/>Everyone will fall again<br/>Everything shall die again<br/><br/>And within the violet rose<br/>Matures to fall in Ash<br/>Our fears, cofirmed, do sleep<br/>To trouble us no more<br/>And in the dimming light<br/>Her eyes do grace my thoughts<br/>As haunting as the sea<br/>As soft as winter's touch<br/><br/>Everyone will fall again<br/>Everything shall die again</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-12-17T07:12:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I put on my mittens, one green and one red...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>.... and I walk alone where they bury the dead...<br/>Now Playing: "Christmas Sucks"-Tom Waits and Peter Murphy. <br/>Lovely, eh? This song is neat.<br/><br/>This morning I had to drag myself out of bed, I fought it for so long, but now it's hit me. My Christmas insomnia. No matter how much I sleep, and sleep, I can't rest. So I slept a little in Bilogy, ate some breakfast between first and second passing period, and felt better. We're doing sex ed in Health. Monday and Tuesday we spent on the male genitals, and today (tomorrow too) we worked on the female genitals. It's pretty interesting. But since I found out what a pap smear is, I cringe at the thought. :: shudder:: I hate having to go. But it's best. My health teacher has some of the most disgusting stories, but I think that's what really wakes me up in the morning. In PE, we're doing square dancing, yee haw. ;) In the middle there was a set of roudy sophomores boys that are pretty cute. Since there are an extra 20 boys, the girls rotated. The boys can't dance with boys because last year the school had complaints from parents because it was 'gay'. So, when the four of us, (Brittany, Tess, Allison, and I) got there, they were all like "You better not mess up, we have meddles for this" It was funny. The guy I was partnered to dance with accidentally elbowed me in the forehead. I had this huge red spot on my forehead all the way through lunch, but it went away after I iced it. In math we reviewed for the test, and Mr. Grahl tried to show me how to factor polynomials, but, grr. It's hard, so he's giving me extra days to take care of that. So, oi. :\ When I got home today, I had a slice of my chocolate cream pie I made, super yummy. Then I fiddled on the computer. Woo. My brother Chris called around five to talk to my dad, say thanks for the gift money, but my dad wasn't home. So I talked to him for a bit, asked about my neice, then I talked to Sonya, she wants me to come down for a month this summer, I think I might do that, sounds like it'd be fun. But, damn, it'll be hot, and muggy. I like the humidity, but not that heat. Then my dad came home. I made myself dinner, which was just chicken nuggets and a bread roll. Yum. Then we went to Wal-mart. I got gifts for some friends. I got a mini-M&M dispenser for Chris, Elanore, and Katie. And I got a box of chocolates for Denise, Lindsay, Eddie and Ariele. So, yeah. :) There, what a good person I am. I miss Rachel, I wish she'd move back for and spend Christmas with me. I wrapped all the presents I got for friends, the present my father got for his secretary Dawn, the ornament for his work's ornament exchange, and two big tennis balls I got for my brother, Eric's, dog, Isabella.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-12-19T06:12:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Eyes of honey look me down..]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... lips like roses line her mouth... <br/><br/>Le sigh, hard past couple of days. Especially with school and an ex/friend. So, yeah, to start with, School:<br/>I might get a C in three classes. In Biology, he gave me this lab that I could not figure out, at all. So I did everything else, which wasn't much. And in PE, I missed a week and can't do run make ups. Then in Math, worksheets, I had trouble with them, but I'll finish them over break and turn them in. So, that's it for school, finals will be coming up soon, so that'll help me.<br/><br/>Ex-boyfriend/Friend: <br/>He's sick, his heart is. I could tell his heart was tweaked when I could hear it beating... but I didn't think it was this bad, and of course I never said anything. Thought it'd be a bad subject, and he sort of hinted at it. Then he finally came out and told me. Wow, did that hurt. He wants to move to NJ to be with this chick he loves(?) I support him going. He worries about me, that he won't be able to check in on me, etc. Which is true, he really wouldn't, and it'd suck, but I just want  him to do what he thinks is right.<br/><br/>Anyhoo. In Biology we watched my favorite science video. Hemo the Magnificent. Of course, I forgot my glasses today. :\ So, it was blurry. Denise and Elanor got me presents. Denise got me candy, and Elanor got me this really neat and fancy soap. In Health, we watched a Science of the Sexes video, and since it was blurry, this one picture of a couple having sex reminded me of a neopet. It was odd. Then in PE, more square dancing. Ate lunch. Then went to math, we did holiday fun math sheets. Lovely. Came home, hung out, then my dad took me out to dinner at Chilie's, and now he's at a party.</p>
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  <dc:date>2003-12-19T09:12:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Hehehe...]]></title>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-12-20T09:12:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Three heavy stones to keep it from floating. Weigh it down to the bottom, food for the fishes....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... and I know that it won't be discovered. 'cause I will be careful, so very careful. What if it doesn't rain for days? And the river is reduced to it's muddy bed. With the corpse exposed I would work in haste....<br/>Now Playing: "Ex-Lover's Lover"-Voltaire<br/>A must have for any goth gal or guy. :)<br/><br/>So, yesh.. Today. I woke up at 8:30, but chilled in bed because my father was doing housework, and I didn't want to get in his way. Then I came down stairs, he has moved the comptuer to the otherside of the room, again. So I grabbed some of my stuff and put it up in my room. Then I cleaned off my stuff from the table. Then my father and I carried up boards for my desk. So now I have a desk in my room. :D My brother is gonna set up the stuff for wireless internet in my room. :D It'll be fun. So then I showered, got dressed, and headed to Starbucks to meet Eddie to go paint. He got his needed coffee, and I got a bagel and chips for lunch. I grabbed a small jamba juice and went to paint. I ate really quick, then I picked out a Piggy Bank to paint, and Eddie picked out a snowman mug. I finally kicked my artistic block. I think having a friend with me helped out a lot. So, yeah. I decided to paint a farm on my piggy. I put an apple tree on it's ass. A farm on it's face, sky with clouds on the inside of it's ears, mountains on the back of it's ears, a pond with ducks in it on it's back, sheep on it's right side with a dog, a pig on it's left side. Then towards the bottom I put some bushes with flowers, and on it's feet I put a road. It looks.. awesome. And everyone who saw it told me so. I felt very good about it. Then I starting feeling sick for the last 45 minutes. The chips were way to salty. So I finished up quickly. Eddie asked me to pick up his stuff since he's gonna be in Mexico visiting family. Eddie rocks. He and I can just sit there and complain, it's great. He and I both hate most of the same stuff. He's fun to hang around with. So my father picked me up, I came home, and threw up. :\ So it's good I finished quickly. So I just sort of relaxed and sipped soda till I felt better. Then my father left for his dance thing at five. I decided to hook up my sega genesis. :D I love it. I watched The Two Towers today. And that's about it. Lots of fun.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-12-26T06:12:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Coming to meet ya, tell ya I'm sorry....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... You don't know how lovely you are...<br/><br/>So, yeah, long ass time since I updated. Last Monday family came, blah blah blah, lots of family. My brother's dog Isabella AKA Izzy, kicks ass. She is a St. Bernard puppy that weighs 90lbs already.<br/>So, this is the 'what I got for Christmas' list:<br/>My sister gave me a blanket, and two pictures of my nephew<br/>Three 25$ gift cards for best buy from Brian, Chris, and my father.<br/>50$ gift card to Dimples from my father<br/>20$ to Borders from Eric and terra<br/>Beeswax stuff from Eric and Terra<br/>A ginger berry candle from Eric and Terra<br/>A Lemony Snicket book set<br/>Sewing machine<br/>New snowboarding boots<br/>and...  a Toshiba SatelliteM20 laptop with wireless internet in my room. :D:D:D:D:D:D:D Woot!!<br/>I scored well.<br/><br/>On Christmas day, extended family from the San Francisco area came down to visit. My Mom's cousins Ryan and Bill, and her Uncle Tinney. We had a good dinner of nearly raw prime rib, and it was pretty good. Then I did the dishes for all TEN people without being asked and took care of leftovers, etc. Then I served everyone dessert and we had a grand time, then they went home. Today we got the wireless internet hooked up in my room. :) Yay! Then we went to Best Buy, I bought three CDs for myself. I got Parachutes by Coldplay, A Rush of Blood to the Head by Coldplay, and Thirteenth Step by A Perfect Circle. My brother bought a Jimmy Eat World CD for me that he borrowed and forgot to give back to me before he moved. Then we went to the mall and split off to do our own shopping. I got a book called Sybil from Borders. It's abotu this girl that had Multiple Personality Disorder. Then we came home, they watched Bad Boys2 and I have been playing on my computer. Ryan called around 6:20 to tell us that Uncle Tinney had a stroke last night. They are running tests and stuff to see how he'll be. And, yeah. That's about it. They are out to dinner and going to a comedy club. So I ordered a olive and pineapple pizza. Yum Yum!!</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-12-28T03:12:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Two pints of booze.. tell me are you a badfish too?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... ain't got no money to spend, hope the night will never end... Lord knows I'm weak...<br/><br/>Mmm... gotta love Sublime.<br/><br/>Anyhoo.. blah, just blah, still loving my laptop. :) My brother leaves tonight at seven. So we'll go drop him off at the airport around five. <br/><br/>And tomorrow, we leave for Seattle. We have to stop at plants along the way though. :\ Blah, lots of books to be read now. We leave at 8am. Happy New Year.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2003-12-29T07:12:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Tell me your secrets.. ask me your questions...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... lets go back to the start....<br/><br/>So, yeah, the passes to drive up to Seattle were closed. So we are gonna fly up there tomorrow morning at 7am. So I spent the day being idle, chilling. Watched a couple TV shows I really like. Full House, Saved by the Bell, and ER. Happy stuff. Then I tried to make hashbrowns, and that just did not want to work. So I gave up, made the rest of the bacon, and some toast with it. woo. Then I watched some of The Ya-Ya Sisterhood. Fiddled on the computer, then I came downstairs and napped. My father came home at 5pm, he fell asleep. Then we went and grabbed dinner at Taco Bell. :\</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-01-01T10:01:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[The stairway up the La Butte, can make the wretched sigh...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... while windmill wings of the Moulan shelter us... <br/><br/>Le sigh. The Seattle trip was fairly good.<br/><br/><br/>Tuesday: We arrived in Seattle at 9am. We got our luggage and went to West Seattle to see Duane, a friend of the family, and go to brunch. We had brunch, then he went back to his house to finish cleaning and we went to Belle Square for some shopping. I got two pairs of regular pants. They are striped corduroy. They are sort of snug. :\ Then we hung out at the hotel forever, or until our dinner reservations. I wore one of my new pants and a sweatshirt that matched. We went to PF Changs. My brother Brian, and my Uncle John met us there. We had a really good dinner. <br/><br/><br/>Wedsenday: In the morning it was snowing, so my father was all freaked out so we had to change our plane tickets. After getting dressed we went to Uncle John's to visit and drop off presents. We stayed and my father talked to them from 10:00am to 1:55pm. :\ That was a long time to sit and listen. Then we were gonna go over to Duane and Luerettas for New Years eve, but they wanted us to come over later. So we got some lunch, looked for something more dressy to wear. I didn't find anything I liked. Then we went back to the hotel and my father napped, and I just watched some TV. We headed over to West Seattle around 4:30, we got there and talked for a little bit, then we went to the orignal JaK's steakhouse. I had the best steak skewers, ever. They were good, nice and pink and juicy. They drank two bottles of wine together. We stopped to get some ice cream. Duane started to talk about my Mom. How he knew that she was on her death bed, and that he said his last goodbye. It hurt so bad listening to him talk about her. :'( Then we drove back to their place, talked for another hour or two, had some homemade apple crisp, it was really good. Came back to the hotel room, slept. <br/><br/><br/>Thursday: Woke up at 2am with the worst hot flashes. I was up forever it seemed, then I fell back asleep. Of course, my father got up at 3:30 and started to read. The noise of him being up kept me up, and I was burning up. So I was just up, asked him to turn on the fan. He said he was freezing cold, so I was up from 3:30am till 4:30. Then people started to come home from parties at 5:30, my father got up and yelled at them, which woke me up. So I went back to sleep shortly afterward, then he woke me up at 6:15 to go to the airport. I got dressed, packed and we went to the airport. We waited in a fifteen minute line, then we had two hours to wait. Got breakfast and waited. We boarded, got a nearly empty flight, I was so tired I fell asleep almost. The dumb fuck running the mic kept coming on and announcing the weather, and stuff. :\ We got off the plane, and then the power goes out, but it came back on, so it was okay. We got to the car, it was raining really bad. Then we went to the store got some groceries for the week and came home. I was unloading groceries and Mike M. called. Karleen and them broke up. He was freaking out wondering why because he didn't know why, but I'm guessing she's still in Belize. Then I made myself some lunch, fiddled on the computer, then I made dinner later. I tried to make gnocci. It was disgusting. So I had two go-gurts and a strawberry uncrustable. Then Farrett wanted me to go with him and Marissa to Borders, Starbucks, and Blockbuster. I rented a movie at Blockbuster. I rented Jacob the Liar. It looks pretty good. Then Farrett got mad because I didn't want them over watching softcore porn. :\ So we went back home. And now I'm here, tired as hell.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-01-06T08:01:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Refrain; confess... Contain; repress, pretend I'm dead...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>...abuse myself, confuse myself, I won't relent...<br/><br/>Long time, no update... well... not too much has happened. On Saturday I got my father to pull out some money from my savings so I could buy some new pants. I got two new pairs from Hot Topic. Then I got a a miniature Schnauzer calendar for the year 2004. Lacy came with me to the mall, which was cool. She's always quiet and stuff. Then my father dropped us off at the movies where we 'saw' Mona Lisa Smile, but went to Bad Santa, which was funny. Then she invited herself over to the spend the night. We spent the night watching Law and Order episodes. Got up sort of early on Sunday morning, watched The New Guy and some of Ferris Buelers Day Off. My father and I ran some errands, and that was our lazy Sunday. Monday went all right. EVERYONE loved my pink hair. :) Makes me happy. I got a Gonzo Pez dispenser from Matt. Hehe. Biology is still borning, talking about STDs in health, square dancing in PE, and Mean, Mode, and Meadian in math. Oi.<br/><br/>Today... Biology, very boring, lots of homework, detail later. In Health, more about the lovely STDs, makes me paranoid. :\ More square dancing in PE. During lunch my father picked me up and dropped me off at my Gyno appointment. I filled out paperwork, and waited, nervously. Then I got called in, disrobed and got into some very thin sheets. My doctor, came in, cheerful as usualy, so I tried to get the nervousness out of me. She did a breast exam, which seemed more painful then before. She said I have some sort of cyst in both my breasts. Nothing serious. Then I had to lay back, and do the pap smear. The Speculum she used must of been different. She inserted it, then when it got to cervix,she started to turn the dial to spread my cervix, and it CLICKED! The first thing I thought of was being on the rack, so I got tense, and it started to hurt. She did a swab, put it in a container, did another swab, and then started to label while the speculum was IN ME. I kept trying to think happy thoughts, and couldn't find a single one for the life of me. :\ Then we talked about my period, she switched my birth control AGAIN. I've been on four different birth control pills in the last year. Ugggggg. Then I got dressed and left. My father took me to get some lunch, and dropped me back off at school. In math we have stem and leaf graphs. Easy stuff. Came home, slept a little. Then I had dinner, went out and ran errands with my father. We went and got some stuff to waterproof my snowboarding gear. Then we went to Walmart to get cards for Wyatt's second birthday, and I got some make-up. Then we came home, and I did my homework. In Biology, we were given 14 time periods to draw a picture for, so I did that. The 14th one was the NOW period. So I drew dead fishies, greedy stick men with money, toxic wast, radiation, aerosol cans, anti-nazi symbol, since everyone in school seems to be all self-righteous about Nazism, and some factories, go me.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-01-11T10:01:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[When you wake up tomorrow...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... you'll wake up alone....<br/><br/>Yesterday I went snowboarding on the ski bus. :D Got up at 5:30, got to the bus stop at 6:30, but came at 7:10. On the bus everybody recognized me, it was nice. It felt good that people remembered me, and sort of missed me. Chris wasn't there, which was a bummer, he was fun to board with. Nathan was there though. o.O I sat with Christian, he's like, 8 or 9, neat little kid. We played Bull Shit and watched Hook on the way up. When we got there, I buddied up with Nathan and took off while everyone was still getting their stuff together. We went up on the chair lift instead of the gondola. Big mistake, we went down the easiest route and got stuck on a diamond that was frozen riffs. :\ It sucked, so we opted to slide down on our asses. We eventually got down, we were on some softer snow, I was going along pretty fast, then I went to my toe edge and hit some ice under snow. :\ So I slipped and fell back onto my butt, and my elbows. Nathan was following me on my tail, so he nicked my arm with his board... leaving a huge welt and bruise, so far. Heh. Then we got up, went down, headed up on the gondola for the easier runs which were much nicer. He started to do what he did last year... which was cuddling and trying to  kiss me. He kept trying to make out, and stuff, but a) my goggles were in the way, and b) I wasn't that interested. I liked the cuddling, I haven't been close to someone like that in months. Even with Jake, that was just sex... Then he went to meet up with his uncle and cousins for lunch and afternoon boarding. I hooked up to go boarding with these two brothers, one was 18, his name was Ted, and the other was 20, his name was Jon. Neat brothers. Ted goes to Jesuit highschool, it's private, and Jon is at his fifth year in Sierra College. They are sort of beginning to board, so I felt pretty good, all special that I could board. We finished off the day, got to the bus at 3:10. Got on and all situated. I switched seats with Nick to sit by Nathan before he got on. And then he was just cold to me. :\ I dunno what I did. But he's an ass anyways. No big deal. But of course, someone got lost, so we didn't leave for another hour. On the way home, I watched Hook and listened to my CD player. Then I got off the bus, got all my stuff, except my wallet which I discovered later. Bill, my dad's boss picked me up, he put my boots and backpack in his explore, and I put my board in, he opened the door for me to get in. :\ Then he dropped me off at home, and I got freshened up and changed. He picked me up again and went to his house for dinner. At their place, we had pork chops(ewww, but I ate some of it) green beans, rice, and then some Lemon Marangue pie. Then he took me home, walked me to the door and wished me sweet dreams, heh. :\ I went and took a bath, then I talked to a few friends, and went to bed. <br/><br/>Woke up today, got dressed and stuff, went downstairs, and first thing I get is bitched at, just because my father has some crap on 'his' computer. Some permanent porn favorites links. I dunno what it is. But he's blaming me, and I didn't do it. I don't even save links, of anything. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! I need to get out today, I can't stay here, and if I do, I'm staying in my room. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! :\</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-01-18T06:01:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Take your hatred out on me... make your victim my neck...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... you never ever believed in me.. I am your tourniquet...<br/><br/>So, long time, lacking update. Monday, blah, Tuesday, blah, Wedsenday.. <br/>I had finals for period one, CP Biology, and three, PE, I don't know how well I did on the biology final. But PE was just running the mile and a half and doing body composition. Boring.<br/>Thursday. Finals for period two, health, and four, Math. My health final went well. I got a 94/104. Which I'm happy about. Math was a very iffy. :\ <br/>Friday, hung out with a couple friends. Went and got a new tee shirt. Skinny Puppy.. mmmmm... <br/>Saturday: Got up, caught the bus to go up snowboarding. They split up the route this time, less people. No Nathan, ha. I got my own seat. I boarded with Kelly all day. She was cool. Her Mom had cancer, but got all better. We talked a lot. Then we had lunch with some guys since we couldn't find a table, one kept trying to pick me up, then I took my sweatshirt off and revealed my freshman class shirt, and the look on his face was priceless, he was an ass. Came home, went and picked up the Eddie Izzard DVD I ordered, watched it. Found out my father broke the toilet seat when he sat down. HAHA!<br/>Sunday: Got up, got dressed, went grocery shopping, ate lunch, went over to Garrett's, came home, went to a movie, Garrett came over, we watched some Eddie Izzard, he went home, I called Rachel, had dinner, cleaned up, and now I'm here. Feeling rather shitty, to be honest, just in a foul mood today maybe. I feel like everything is just against me right now. Arg. Bunch of assholes, everything, everyone. Even my fucking wireless peice of shit mouse which is no longer working. So I have to use the blue thing on my keepboard to move the cursor, arg. <br/><br/><br/>Everbody's someone else's nigger, I know you are, so am I. I wasn't born with enough middle fingers. I don't need them to decide. I better, better, better not say this, I better better not tell... I hate the hater, I rape the raper.<br/><br/>Hey victim? should I black your eyes again?<br/><br/>Fucking niggers.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-01-20T06:01:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Magnify the thoughts that never leave me....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... the red is now reflected in the goooore...<br/><br/>So,yeah,let's start with Monday.<br/>Got up kind of early, around 9am. Then I watched an episode of ER. Went back upstairs and started to clean up my room a little. After that I took a shower, got dressed, and finished cleaning up my room. My father came home for lunch,  I reminded him that I had a dermatologist appointment for 3:45. Then I ate lunch, fiddled in my room, and whatnot. 3:45 came, so he picked me up, went to the doctors office. The doctor was nice. She looked at my acne and at the two scars on my back. So, yeah, acne, not so bad. She gave me some more creams that will hopefully work better. Then she talked to me about the scars. I thought the scars were from getting sunburnt when I was little, because that happened a lot and since then I'm really careful about sunscreen and stuff. She told me that I have something called Morpheous(sp?). From what she told me, it seems that my body starting to make antibodies for protiens in my skin, and was targeted to a couple of areas on my back. It started destroying tissue and it turned into a big ugly scar. She said that I need to watch it, make sure that it doesn't get bigger, that it doesn't turn to red on the edges, and to get it remeasured once a year or so. She said it looked to be dormant/dead. It is possible to come back, but unlikely. Which is scary, because some people have died from it. And, yeah. I cannot find anything about it online. I don't know if I'm spelling it right, but still... It's scary. We went home, thought about it. Then I decided to make home-made tomatoe soup. So we went to the store, got some ingrediants for the recipe. I made the soup. It was.. interesting. I think I may have put too much cream and too much garlic in it. I have trouble figuring out how far garlic will go. I think I liked it. Still a little iffy about it. Siiiigh..<br/><br/>Today, Tuesday:<br/>So, yeah, got my schedual from the small gym lobby, and went to my first period class. Art. Very, very good class. Mr. Cordell is cute, nice, and a lot of the basic art pieces will be fun. I'm happy about this class. Then, to Spanish. Which seems to be nice. I have Cova for spanish. She's nice. We did the alphabet, and colors. and we picked out our Spanish names.. mine is LOLITA! Ta da. Then I have first lunch, arg. :\ I don't like having first lunch, blah. Then I went over to my English class with Padgett, nice lady. Really sarcastic. We made name tags and word/s to go with us. I made a rainbow, wrote snow, writing, Vladamir Nabokov, and Vicious humor on it. :D Ta da. She noticed, and asked me if I had read Lolita, and of course I had.:D Then, off to Math with Vaughan. I got my grades, too, I think it will be a A in PE, a A in Health, a C in Biology, and a C in Math. :( Sad. I sucked sooooo bad. :'(</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-01-28T06:01:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sorry, long time, no update...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Anyways... last week was, well, uneventful, really... heh..<br/>In art, we finished our portfolios with the four pictures, one of a tree, building, face and landscape. I think I did fairly well. In Spanish, we learned greetings, saying our name, etc. In English, we are doing essays, yucky. And in math, the usual crap.<br/>Although, on Friday, I had an interesting run in with anti-abortioners pro-life people... heh, it ended interestingly, etc... Spent the night at Kat's saturday night, blech. :\ Sunday... just chilled.. Monday, went to school, same stuff, tuesday, blah... Today, I woke up not feeling so good, and having to pee like a mo-fo. So I did, then I had to again, and again, but not much happened. Toward the middle of the day, it started burning. So I (PAINFULLY) waited out the rest of the day, using one of my passes in math. :( Then there was a lil bit of blood. I got home, called my dad, and he was not happy. He was like "Whatever, call Dr. Cau, see if you can even get in" and he hung up on me. Then he picked me up later, and said that he had so much work, etc. Then I talked to the doctor, he asked me if there was any blood, I told him a little bit, then he told me I have a bladder infection and prescribed me anti-biotics and the stuff that turns my pee orange. I came home, did my homework, laid down. Then I made myself some dinner later, and rawr. I hate bladder infections.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-02-03T03:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You let me desecrat you.. you let me penetrate you...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>.. you let me complicate you.. help me, I broke apart my inside, help me, I got no soul to sell..<br/><br/><br/>So, yeah. Lately... ummm.. we'll start with Saturday. k?<br/>Saturday: Went snowboarding. And who was there this time? Nathan. So I wanted to leave quickly before he asked to buddy up with me, so we left, and he followed Kelly and I. We got to the gondola, and I had totally forgotten to grab my ticket, so I had to walk back to the bus and get my ticket. Luckily they saved it for me. Heh. Then we went up, snowboarded all morning. Everytime he got a chance, Nathan tried to wrap his arms around me, but I kept pushing him away. Good for me, eh? Then we met up with  Kyle, Jon and Ted for lunch. We ate at the shit cafe. :\ So I had a baked potato and a piece of cake. Kelly wasn't feeling so well, so she stayed in with someone. Nathan and I hit a run, then we headed to the terrain park. After a couple runs on it, he left to go do some other runs. I stayed and hung out with Ted and Jon, convincing them to try the boxes. Which they did, and did well on. Well, on my first run down the boxes, the first two were rainbow boxes that didn't have much of a drop off, so on the third one, I decided to catch a lot more speed. I flew off that fucker, caught at least four feet of air, and landed with my knees locked. Oopsy. So I toughed out the rest of the day, and headed home. <br/>Sunday:<br/>Superbowl, woo. :\ So I stayed home until my father got done golphing, which he came home around 2:15, so he dropped me off at Karleen's house and he went to his party. I brought candy over to Karleen's. We watched Eddie Izzard, and American Beauty. It was fun. I got my Christmas present from her and her dad. She gave me two mulberry candles, two candy things, and her dad gave me 20 penguin finger puppets. Hehe.<br/>Monday: It was a minimum day, so it was pretty boring. We just sort of hung out, did busy work. Then I came home, hung out, chilled, worked on homework. My father came home and we got some groceries. I finished up my homework, then my father left for Back to School Night. He loves my Math teacher, really likes my Art teacher, likes my English teacher, and thinks my Spanish teacher is a feather brain. Haha. Later that night though, everything went downhill, and I'd just rather leave it at that. :\ <br/>Today:<br/>In Art, we learned how to draw clouds, and my clouds look like shit. :( In Spanish, we watched Fools Rush In. Awesome movie. Very sweet. In English, we wrote about our favorite villain and read a little of The Most Dangerous Game. Then, in Math, we took a chapter test. I think I did all right on it, knock on wood. Tonight I'm making Lomo Saltados for dinner, for the first time, wish me luck. <3<br/>Today:<br/><br/>I wanna fuck you like an animal. I wanna feel you from the inside.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-02-06T04:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Making love in the afternoon with cecilia up in my bedroom....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>....I got up to wash my face, someone's taking my place. Cecilia, you're breaking my heart, you're shaking my confidence baby...<br/><br/>MAJOR ANNOUNCEMENT: My sister... who is coming on Sunday, is pregnant with kid number two!! She told us on Wedsenday evening. :) I'm super excited. She alread has a son, his name is Wyatt James. If it's a girl, her name will be Corrina Marcia Corrine. The middle names are after my Mom. I think that she will name it after her husband's dad if it's a boy. Hehe. And, one of the best things about it, she thinks the due date will be my birthday. :D <br/><br/>Art, ahhh, I love it. We are starting our pencil landscape drawings. I found a picture of a ghost town in The Shashoni part of Wyoming. It looks super neat. In the background I'm gonna put a desert and a rainstorm, in the forground I plan to put a tattered baby buggy. I'm excited to draw it. It'll look really neat. When I finish, I'll make sure to take a picture of it.:D Heh. <br/>Math. On my big Math test, I got a B-, 80% exactly. I have a C in that class, a 76%. I got a really bad quiz. An F-, I got 6/20, which is 30 percent. So, yeah. Ouch. That's what broke it. :( Oh well.<br/>English. Working on vocab, read a neat story called The Most Dangerous Game, it was about a hunter that fell of a yacht, landed on an island, discovered the man who owned it, and his new quarry. Which was men. And yeah, sort of a mouse and cat sort of thing. I liked it. <br/>Spanish. Hola. Me llamo Lolita. Soy de California. Me gustan chicas y chicos. Me amigo, Benjamin, es muy loco. Me hermana es impregnente. :D Me estoy muy feliz. Me espanol maestra he una punta. <br/><br/>:D</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-02-14T07:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I knew this girl named Nikki, I guess you could say she was a sex fiend...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... I met her in the hotel lobby masturbating to a magazine....<br/><br/>What a week. Having my sister here was great. We've had a bit of fun and whatnot. I didn't get much.. or any me-time really, but it was okay. Her plane home was cancelled because of the snow in Dallas, so she's here for another day. Which is good... After my father and her left the house.. I cried pretty hard. :\ She reminds me a lot of my Mom. We had real meals this week. We did things, and, it was just nice. School went fine. I'm very annoyed with my Spanish teacher. Uggg. Yesterday I got a present and a few Valentines and stuff. Britney gave me a six foot stuffed snake. It's neat, along with a pillow and a blanket.<br/>Today is Valentine's Day. And, yeah. I got asked by a couple people. First it was a kid in my art class, then it was Dayvid, then it was Curtis. I wanted to just hang out with Curtis, but my father said no since he's 18 now. But, today I hung out with Eddie. We went and saw Barbershop 2, then we went to the arcade, and then we came back to my house and watched Lion King 1/2. Not a date or anything, just friends. So. Blah.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-02-23T07:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Amanda is in love with the sight of the moon...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... she's got pale green stars in her room... right above her bed...<br/><br/>I've fallen in love with this song. I really listened to it this morning. It's "Pale Green Stars" by Everclear. I love listening to the guitar and bass guitar. They're so melodic and mesmorizing. I listened to it a lot today. Anyways, shame on me for not updating sooner. My internet has been really, really, really shitty. Well, okay, updates.<br/><br/>Wedsenday I went to a chiropractor just to pop my back since it was aching from a bad jump snowboarding two weeks ago. Well, he had to take X-rays and found a couple problems. My vertabrae are twisted, my neck looks like I had whiplash, my neck is crooked, my hip and shoulders are slanted to the right, and my muscles are spasmed. So, first he put me on a massage table machine, which wasn't so bad. Then his assistant turned me over and put electrodes on my back to stimulate and relax muscles around my shoulders. After that, he took me to this weird table to loosen my lower back. It was like a table that had a dropping end. He put his hand on my lower back, then he went lower, and lower.. then he was pushing my pants and thong down a little. And he left his hand there, grabbing at me. Christ, that was humiliating. After that, I went to the actual table, and the guy went over what was wrong with my back to my father, then my father left, and he popped a lot of bones. I told my dad a couple days later about what his assistant did, and he told me that he shouldn't of done that, and I thought that it was procedure. So I dunno if I'm going back or what. He said I needed to come back about once a week for a while.<br/><br/>School! <br/>Art: I fucking love this class. Mr. Cordell is a neat teacher, he knows a lot about placement. Our current project is a pencil landscape drawing. My landscape includes four building of a ghost town to a vanishing point. An old fashioned babybuggy in the forground, a broken fence in the distance, and in the sky, there are very dark clouds and a lightning bolt. I have a 94% in that class, which I am happy with. <br/>Spanish: I'm doing so-so in Spanish. I have an 88.1% which is the second highest grade. This one chick who's Dad speaks spanish has an A. I know for a fact, that I have the most participation points, like 58 or something, I set the bar. The person closest to me has like, 40. :D So, yes. I win. Senora Cova has a rare diseas called Chubbers disease and a tumor on her pituitary gland. So she's gonna have brain surgery and be out for a month or so, then we'll get a better Spanish teacher, I hope, and learn some more Spanish. <br/>English: We've been reading Of Mice and Men, which I enjoyed thuroghly. We finished it today in class, and we get to watch the movie soon. Our next book is To Kill a Mockingbird. I have a 96% in this class. I really enjoy it. <br/>Math: The root of all evils. I'm struggling with math pretty bad still. But I did fairly well on the last big test, I got an 86%. So my grade has risen from a 76% to a 79.98%, which I am very proud of, I almost have a B. If I finally start to figure this shit out, I might have a 3.5 again.<br/>Hmm.. that's really about it. I went snowboarding on Saturday, had a great time. I hit a tree, but really, it was only a babytree, and that bitch was in my way of nice powder and jumps. Then on Sunday, my father and I went out shopping. At first it was to just get shoes, we went to Target. He bought me some really cute socks. Then we went to the mall and got three pairs of jeans from JC Penny's, and a light pink shirt with rhinestones from Rave. I'm content I guess. I'm gonna start to dress a little more girly. ack.<br/><3<br/><br/>"It's hard on a girl when the blood won't come, when it ought to come.." <br/><br/>It's hard on a girl. <br/><br/>I'm disappointed in myself. I said I wanted to change, and wanted to talk about my past and take care of some problems, but I haven't yet, I just, I dunno, I try to forget a lot of it. I'm a little lost right now.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-03-09T03:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She gets tired of all those stupid boys, she can't wait till they're done...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>...She wants a man who can take his time, she wants someone who can make her cummmm....<br/><br/>So... yes... long time not update, shame on me again. Anyways, what's new in school first.<br/>Art: I have finally finished my pencil landscape drawing. There is a town, a railroad, a babycarrage tilting on the railroad, the sky is cloudy, and it's raining. It looks awesome. I'm so happy. I turned it in Monday. My grade on it is one of the three highest. (We all had the same score) Which was a 97/100. :D Go me. I talked to someone who had fourth period art with a different teacher, and he said that a ton of people were gathered around my drawing. I'm very happy with it. :D Go me. My grade is 96% in that class.<br/>Spanish: Ugg... we have my friend's dad for a sub. He is horrible. All the class is now is book regurgatation. I can do all of this on my own. He wrote the weeks homework down, and I did it in 20 minutes. It's absoluntly horrible. This class is worse than Math! Icky. :\ My grade is like, 88.1 % still.<br/>English: Well... we finished reading Of Mice and Men, took a final, etc. Then we started doing some stuff on Euthanasia. We had to prepare a speach and all that good stuff. I semi-prepared for my speach. And of course, I got drawn out of the hat fourth. So I ended up having only memorized the first sentence of my speach, winged the rest, and kicked ass like a mofo. So, go me. :D<br/>Math: Working on it. Just got a tutor, I go twice a week until after finals, then just once a week. I feel confident this will help. <br/><br/>In general. Well, today I'm going to go get contacts. I'm excited. I might get colored. But, I dunno, you know? I like my eye color, but it's nice to try something different sometimes. That's really about it. Not much has been going on. I go snowboarding on Saturdays. Friday night I ate at the Jr. High for the speghetti dinner concert. There was a drawing and I won four free pizzas from Round Table. So that was cool. I got some food poisoning from that, so I couldn't go snowboarding on Saturday. I felt better later, so we went out car shopping. We found a car I like, and is reasonable. It's a red 2001 Oldsmobile Alero, it has 36,000 miles on it, it's 6,900$, but... it reaks of cat lady, old dead cat lady. :\ My dad and I are both allergic to cats, so unless we can get the smell out, we don't know. That's it. I think.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-03T08:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I haven't updated in forever... oopsies, again.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Well, we'll start with school.<br/>Art: We started oil pastels. I decided to combine two paintings I liked a lot together. One is from Renoir, and the other is from Lauwarnce Altma. Both are sort of nudes. It looks really good. We're suppose to make it look paterly, so I decided to try melting oil pastels and doing it that way. It looks totally awesome. My art teacher says that it is 'so Van Gogh' :D Wo0t. Unfortunantly, it is doomed. At first, pieces of pastel would fall off. Then, someone found where I put it and tampered with it. Then, I was gonna put it on rienforced board, as I was carrying it with my picture on top, I slipped on a backpack and dropped it. Oof. So I've decided to glue the stuff back on. LoL. My final grade was a 98 after midterms. :D<br/>Spanish: Getting better. Senor Maynord isn't too bad. The final went fairly well, I got an 83% on my final, and that was also my final grade. So I did sort of good. Still behind other classes though.<br/>English: We are reading Romeo and Juliet. Our final for that was to recite the prologue, and I sort of forgot it, so I got a 45/50 on that, and my final grade was 96% Good stuff.<br/>Math: AAAAAAACkkkkkkkk! I hate it. I H-A-T-E it. :( I try so hard and still don't do very well. I got a D, 66% on my final, so my final grade was a C+, 76%. :(<br/><br/>New News:<br/>I got a car. Yes, a C-A-R. And it is not hotwheels!! It is a 2004 Candy Apple Red V6 Coupe Mustang. It is very pretty, and it is my baby. Hehe. I love it. I can get my permit after spring break, and then my father will teach me how to drive a stick.<br/>That's really about it though. <br/><3<br/>elle</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-26T06:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Shame on Elle! Update more!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Not much is new though. I still love my car, to death. <3<3 I'm currently trying to enroll in Emergency medical technician training at Sierra College. counselor and principle approved, so maybe I will get to go. :D If I don't, I'm going to Dallas for six weeks. :\Oofta. Art is good, finished my project with success. Spanish is blah, pretty fricken boring. English, we finally finished Romeo and Juliet. We started To Kill a Mockingbird. And in Math, I'm still having trouble. Yep, same old same old. Talked to my first bf/fuck the other day.. that was cool, heh, interesting... too... <3</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-29T08:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[All right already we'll all float on...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... all right already now don't you worry, we'll all float on... <br/><br/>Ugggg, I'm sad now. The EMT class filled up today. I knew it. I knew it would. Just my luck. There were 33 places left this morning, and only 40 places to fill. I really wanted to take it. The last week all I've really thought about it what it'd be like to just go out there and help. What kind of people I'd meet. Fuck. Anyways.<br/>The quater is over Friday. Grades are as follows:<br/>Art: 98%<br/>Spanish: 94%<br/>Enlgish: (Has to be an A, not posted yet, bad computer in there)<br/>Math: 76.8%<br/>Giving me a lovely 3.5. Le sigh.<br/><br/>I like the old song of "It's my Life". No Doubt does a decent cover of it, but the original was best. :: nods:: Yeah.. So what good do you do? Huh? He does have a point. <br/><br/>Tonight there was a VAPA (Visual Arts and Performing Arts) show at my Highschool. My graphite drawing was hung up, for sale for 25$. I doubt it will get sold, but it's worth the try. My father doesn't think it'll get sold either, thank you very much for the support. <br/><br/>We drove in my Mustang tonight, and he likes to play and go fast, well he took a turn really sharp and took out some of the curb, like a chunk. My rim is dented bad. But it't okay I suppose, I planned to buy some new rims for it when I get a job. Le sigh. <br/><br/>I'm thinking this weekend I'm gonna go to the Cinco De Mayo festival in Old Sacramento. Maybe get Eddie and Karleen to come with. They haven't met. So, yeah. :) It'd be fun. Even though Cinco de Mayo is on May fifth. Go figure. <3<br/>-elle</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-01T07:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And then there was reality check...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I was so mad that I didn't get into the class. I even woke up mad. I wasn't angry grudge against my father mad, just, disappointed and frustrated.<br/>During lunch friday, I heard that a girl named Dian had died. I didn't think it was my friend Dian, because that stuff just doesn't happen. But then in third period, I asked Jon (aka Mooseboy) if she was a senior, he said yes, and then I asked what her last name was, and it was her. It was her. I went up to Brittany, my face was so red. <br/>B: Elle, your face is so red.<br/>E: Oh my God, Brittany.. you know Dian...<br/>B: Yeah.. Elle, don't cry.<br/>E: She died, she died Brittany...<br/>And then I went to tears. My English teacher told me I could sit outside or go to the grief counselor. Brittany came with me outside. I cried so hard. I hypervenilated, and my face was getting fuzzy, and I was close to passing out, but I made myself calm down. I sat outside from 11:30-12:40. I went back into class for the last 20 minutes and relaxed. The period ended, I went to my last class, math. I was studying for a test with Emily, who sits next to me, came and sat down.<br/>Em: Oh my god Elle, my friend use to make fun of this girl because she had bad fashion and was really weird, and-<br/>E: I know, she died. <br/>Em: Oh my god, you knew her!<br/>E: Yeah.. can you get me a kleenex? :: tears ::<br/>That's when my math teacher saw me and had me go outside. She told me to go to the grief counselor, and I said (while trying to not hyperventilate again) that I need to take the math test, she told me not to worry and so I went and there was another girl that I sort of know there. We talked until there was ten minutes left of school. I went back, everyone stared at me. It felt weird. I have more respect for Eric. He's this kid I've had classes with since 8th grade, he's rather.. large, and calls me Cat, or El Gato enfuego (The cat is on fire). When I came back we played Uno in class since everyone took the test.<br/>Er: Allergies bothering you, Cat?<br/>E: Yeah, something like that.<br/>Er: Wanna play Uno?<br/>E: Sure.<br/>Then on the bus he said it again when someone asked why my eyes were watery and red. <br/>When I got home I took my contacts out and cried really hard for a bit. And I felt better. My dad came home, so I put them back in, put my make-up on, and went to see Envy. Really bad movie. Then we got some dinner from Mongolian BBQ. Good place. Headed over to Rocky plaza, got a book, rented Secondhand Lions, and bought Moulin Rouge from Blockbuster, and got a hair cut. Went home watched Secondhand Lions, went to sleep.<br/>Today.<br/>I got up, got dressed and called up Brittany and Edwardo to go out. We went to Arden Fair Mall. <br/>I got:<br/>Nintendo linear<br/>Nintendo Duckhunt shirt<br/>Silver sparkly nailpolish<br/>Tellietubbies shoelaces<br/>Hot pink shoelaces<br/>Some pink Vans shoes<br/>A 3-pair set of shiny flame thongs (red, blue, and silver flames)<br/>A sympathy card for Dian's family.<br/>I think that's it.<br/>Then my father picked us up, and took us to Mean Girls. We watched that, which was really cool, then we dropped them off, and went home. Now I'm here. And that's about it. Yep.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-05-02T11:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Soundtrack of my life.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Opening credits: Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds-The Beatles<br/>Waking up: "What I Got"-Sublime<br/>Average day: "Paint Pastel Princess"-Silverchair<br/>First date: "Worked Up so Sexual"-The Faint<br/>Falling in love: "Steller"-Incubus<br/>Love scene: "Hey Jude"-The Beatles<br/>Fight scene: "Time is Running Out"-Muse<br/>Breaking up: "Golden State"-Bush<br/>Getting back together: "If You Don't, You Don't"-Jimmy Eat World<br/>Secret love: "Everlong"-Foo Fighters<br/>Life's okay: "Santeria"-Sublime<br/>Mental breakdown: "Brain Stew"-Green Day<br/>Driving: "Last Train Home"-Lost Prophets<br/>Learning a lesson: "Taylor"-Jack Johnson<br/>Deep thought: "December Dreams"-Bella Morte<br/>Flashback: "Eve"-Orgy<br/>Partying: "Tipsy"-JKwon<br/>Happy dance: "Color Grey"-Switchblade Symphony<br/>Regretting: "Regrets"-The Cruxshadows<br/>Long night alone: "Stupid Girl"-Cold<br/>Death scene: "I Will Remember You"-Sarah McLaughclan<br/>Closing credits: "Lift"-Flickerstick<br/><br/>Thanks Rob, and Rob's older brother. :*</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-05-05T03:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[(Insert song lyric that describes how I feel)]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Anyways, I feel so dumb. I spelled her name wrong. I saw her funeral notice at www.sacbee.com. Her name is spelled Dia Anne. Nice way to spell it. Her funeral is right now. It's started at 3pm. I didn't get home until 2:55, even with a ride. And I would have had to walked over to the church. So changing into something more appropriate, and walking would have taken 15 minutes, and I would have been late. :\ I gave Katie a card I got for her family, to give to them at the funeral. So, yep. I feel pretty guilty. I should of just gone as is. Blech. <br/>Today is Cinco de Mayo. In Spanish class we had a mini fiesta. I had a handful of chips with some mild salsa, and since then my stomach has felt a little upset. Grrr. <br/>Jarred and his sister gave me a ride home, she knew Dia Anne, too, she was debating going to the funeral. Nehh. <br/>In math, I got my test back. :'( I got my WORST test score of the year. 59/100. I can't believe I did that bad. I think what fucked me over was that she let them use a calculator when they took it, and I was 2/3 through the test when she gave us calculators. Grrr! I can't believe I did soooo bad.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-05-09T08:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Damn right.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><center><b>I am Nothing!</b><br><br><a href="http://robertandtim.topcities.com/quiz/christ/christquiz.html"><img border=1 src='http://robertandtim.topcities.com/quiz/christ/nothing.jpg'><br><br><b>Which Enemy of the Christian Church Are You?</b></a><br><br><a href="http://robertandtim.topcities.com/quiz">Take More of Robert & Tim's Quizzes</a><br><a href="http://robertandtim.topcities.com/animation">Watch Robert & Tim's Cartoons</a></center><br><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-09T08:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I don't wanna know. If you're playing me keep it on the low..]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... cause my heart can't take it anymore....<br/>Andyways... <br/>HAPPY FUCKING MOTHER'S DAY<br/><br/>Yeah, in general, this sucks. We drove past every goddamn "Mother's Day Brunch Special!" restraunt. I was sick of it by the time we got in the car. Not only that, but I haven't been able to listen to the fucking radio without hearing how you shouild remember Mom, and buy her a necklace, diamonds, a cell phone, a gift card, a card, anything. Along with that, I had to go to this shitty tour. It was of Feets of Clay in Lincoln, and it could of been so much better if there were more pieces, and if we didn't have an art docent who couldn't answer a single damn question. Yep. Fucking giddy right now. Grr. <br/><br/>"There is no King, but the king of Ice Cream"<br/>That was the best piece of work I saw there. It was a sculpture of a man from the shoulder up. He had a puppet on his hand that was just like him, and the puppet was digging into his ear, and it was all bloody. Yep. :)</p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/cinnamon_and_sugary_and_softly_covered_lies.mws</guid>
  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-10T07:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Cinnamon and sugary and softly covered lies...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... you never know just how you look in someone else's eyes...<br/>So.. this afternoon I was sorting through a couple boxes that I haven't opened since we moved from Rocklin to Roseville, and I found all of Alana's letters. I haven't talked to her since before my Mom died. Her and her family had driven through Sacramento and stopped by to say hi on January fifth, 2001. I remember because I had also gone skiing that day, heh. I've been reading through all of her letters, and she really was a good friend, despite our obvious age differences, she really has influenced me greaty. I miss her. I wish I knew where she lives. I know she married in 2001. I hope she's happy. I'm gonna write a letter to her old mailing address, maybe she keeps in contact with them, or they'll forward it to her. That'd be really nice.<br/>Today, I've just been a little sour most of the day. Last night was full of ill-feelings toward me. Although it's denied, I sure as hell felt it. Along with her insinuating that I lie. I lie to my father, he earns it though. So today just left me really thinking things over, trying to determine what's best. <br/><br/>"There is no King, but the ice cream king"</p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/lift_up_your_head_focus_on_every_detail.mws</guid>
  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-14T10:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Lift up your head, focus on every detail...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>...Why does this illision bring so much confusion when all I can dream of is you...<br/><br/>Fuck. I failed my math test. This is the second test I've failed, two tests in a ROW. I'm so mad. I was coming in ten minutes before school, at lunch, take notes, pay attention, and I still failed. That's what hurts the most. I tried really hard. Uggggg... On a lighter note...<br/><br/>I got my permit on Thursday!!!!<br/>Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! I can soon drive my car. It's valid as soon as I get my first driving lesson. Which means I get to have car insurance. I'm excited. I passed at the bare minimum. Hehe. I'm happy though. :D Very proud of myself. Yep. Ta da.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-17T07:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You treat me like I'm a princess..]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... and I'm not used to liking that... <br/><br/>I'm really liking Launchcast.com right now. It's treating me pretty nice. Things at school are good. In art I'm sort of chilling, everyone is finishing up their forgery (that I finished last week) this week. In Spanish, it was a very painful period of poor presentations. In English we read and discussed, liked that. In Math, we're doing probability, hopefully I'll master this shit. I'm crossing my fingers. <br/>My permit won't be valid till June 10th, when I have my first lesson, rawr. :\ Today I gave my application for Petroglyph to Nathan, he said he'd give me a 'buzz' later this week. Yeah, he said buzz. I was like "Yeah, you'd be the coolest boss" I didn't say that, but I was thinking that. Hehe. This weekend was cool. Eddie and I went to see Troy. Oh my god, Brad Pitt is naked, with chicks, and I liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike it a lot. Hehe. Eddie kept trying to cover my eyes. He was nice and bought me a cherry icee. <3 Mmmmm... and when I didn't like the java bean frap, he gave me his vanilla bean one. He's such a gentlemen. I make fun of him for it. He went to senior ball! With a senior, and he's a freshman. Hehe. That's about all that's going on right now. Nothing too interesting. I really hope to get the job at Petroglyph, it'd be reaaaaaly nice. I'd make $270 if I got minimum wage and worked 40 hours a week. All of it I'd keep, government would have to give me back the 10% they took. (those bastards!) It'd almost be a dream job. I have a good feeling about this. Yep. <br/>Oh, and only 3 weeks of school is left, I can't believe how fast this year went. It's crazy. I feel like I haven't done anything. Pretty much haven't. :\ I didn't date, didn't go to parties where a guy that thinks I'm cool was at. Oh well. Not much I can do about that.<br/><br/><br/>I don't know your fucking name, so what lets fuck. All day I dream about sex. All day I dream about fucking. <br/><br/>Gotta love KoRn... ;)</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-06-11T09:06:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I need to know if you were real, I'd hate to think that I'd been fooled again...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>...And as the vision fades, I'll say I was blinded by your eyes, I felt them burn....<br/>So this is starting over again. A couple weeks short of a full circle. Oddly, the one before contacted me out of the blue, just to talk, and maybe more. I've gone back and forth between regretting the decision, and embracing it. Over the past weeks I had written a few lists of why, and why not. Weighed out various reasons. The whole thing had left me unhappy. 'Distances makes the heart grow fonder' applies when the person returns. I was always there, and would be content for months to just see you for a couple hours, but you feel that it wouldn't be worth it unless you got at least a full night over. My decision is selfish, but so were you. And maybe things weren't as good as you thought. One year, and you never noticed my intense dislike of Victoria, and you don't know much about me, but I don't know much about you either. <br/>===========================================<br/><br/>Now, what's new:<br/>Out of school, finally. <br/>Art: I didn't have an art final, but my materpieces are beautiful. My final grade would be an A+, of course. He signed my year book, said I had a very sophisticated personality and taste in music.<br/><br/>Spanish: Well, the final was fairly easy, don't know what I got on it, but my final grade was an A. He wrote a thank you note to me thanking me for keeping him sane in the class. :)<br/><br/>English: Our final was a presentation on hate crimes against a specific group, I chose transgender since a really, really good friend of mine is. So I interviewed her and a made a presentation on her. It went really well, lots of people had questions, and clapped for me. I got an A+ on that, and in the class. She wrote that she wished there were more Elle's in the world, because we need them in my yearbook.<br/><br/>Math: Well, my teacher wrote a recomendation that I repeat Int2, but I don't want to. I got a 71% on the finale, and a C- in the class. I passed, so I'm not retaking it.<br/><br/>Final GPA: 3.5 <3 Go me. <3<br/><br/>Thursday, I had my very first driving lesson. And where does he take me? Into Citrus Heights and Carmichael, places I've been maybe twice a year. Omg, scary traffic, got cut off a lot, and wow. It's nice though. I like driving. <3 <br/>Friday I went to the Jr. High graduation. Farrett made a very nice speech, and he won an award. I love him so much. I hope he finds the boy of his dreams someday. He and I need to get close again. I miss him lots.<br/><br/>On Monday, I have my first job intreview with Icings. So wish me luck. <br/><br/><3<br/>elle</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-06-29T07:06:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Hello darkness my old friend...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... I've come to talk with you again because a vision softly creeping left its seeds while I was sleeping, and the vision that was planted in my brain still remains in the sound of silence.... <br/><br/>So, yes, long long time, again. Not much is new. Well, I take that back, there is something new. A more active sex life. Well, active would be an understatement, and I can admit my decisions have been poor... but at least I haven't gone without a condom, or anything. It's nice to get in touch with old friends, missed the good times. But the heart ache is still there. Lots of it. Still wonder.. Oh well... <br/>I had finally worked up enough courage to call Brett, I went to the website where his number was posted, and it was gone. :\ I dunno what to do now, I guess I could call his parents up and ask, but that'd be weird, I think. I dunno. Maybe it's a sign, or maybe I waited too long and missed my chance. I'm gonna ask my brother when he comes home if there was anything weird about Brett, he was two years younger, but who knows. :\ <br/>My brother Jon comes home for the summer the end of the week. Which puts sex on hold, but, he is rumored to be going to New York to stay with some friends of his, so that would be verrrrry good. My sissy and Wyatt are coming to stay for a couple weeks in the last week of July. I'm waaaaay excited to see them, missed my sissy a lot.<br/>The other weekend we went to the Renaisance Faire. That place is so much fun. But then my dad brought up my Mom's necklace the went missing after the EMTs left. Of all my Mother's posessions, that's what I wanted. Her gold shamrock necklace. It was like her good luck charm. Something happened with it. The day before she died, when we were at the Tinney's for Thanksgiving, when we watched my brother's wedding video (which she was too sick to attend), she held onto me, closed her eyes, held the shamrock and rubbed it. I really want one just like it. That'd be really, really great.<br/>Tomorrow I have my driving lesson at 8am, with traffic. Eeeeek. <3:X<br/>Love you all<3 Except for Jim! <3 Nah, I love ya.<br/>-Elle</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-07-05T07:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She is soft, she is warm, but my heart remains heavy...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>...and I watch as her breast gently rise, gently fall... <br/><br/>Happy fourth. I stayed home. Had someone over for a bit, then I watched Degrassi Re-runs. If I had gone, they would have made me watch the ADD dog. :\ I don't like labs, they are crazy dogs. So I hung out. And then today, woke up hella late. Came to the computer, hehe, talked to a few people, showered, and waited for my dad to get back from the river. We were gonna go to the Casino for an early dinner, and they were so rude because we were like 10 minutes early. :\ So we just went back to Roseville and went to Macaroni Grille, we got the worse service yet. The waiter totally forgot about us. So that took forever and just sucked. So, blah.<br/>I'm tired, but it's a bored tired, so I can't go to sleep. Ya know? So, oh well. Thursday I am going to Warped Tour with Stephanie, it ought to be cool. I've only been to two concerts, and the first one I didn't really care to see. :\ So this one I am excited about. <3 Tee hee. My brother Jon is suppose to come sometime this week. :\ Yuck, I think he can just stay in Montana, he drives me nuts. Acts like he is 10 and does everything he can to annoy me. :\ So, yeah, grrrr. <br/>Awe, Rob<3 Sorry you can't get to Warped Tour, that is a real bummer. :( If you were here I'd take ya with me. Stupid work. :\ <3<br/><br/>"see you naked but oblvious and you don't see me. And I threw you the obvious just to see if there's more behind the eyes of a fallen angel, eyes of a tragedy. Here am I expecting just a little much from the wounded. But I see, see through it all, see through, see you" <br/>Maynard is a lyrical genious. <3</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-07-09T06:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[There is this place inside, where all the good things die..]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... sometimes I feel like a whore. I hate the way I am around you, I'm so nervous and weird... <br/><br/>Lets start with the good part. <br/>Yesterday I went to Warped Tour. It was fun. It was nice to just find shade (rare) and watch everyone else go by, and whatnot. We watched Coheed and Cambria, some of Taking Back Sunday (crowd was too rough, got hit too much), then we watched New Found Glory, and Flogging Molly. Stephanie helped out with some guy's booth that she loved. I bought a tee shirt from there for Brittany. Monster Energy Drink had a contest. I qualified by being the first one to remove the shoelaces from my Vans sneakers. Go me. The contest was to chug an entire thing of Monster. Heh, I got a free tee shirt, it was sort of gross though. I came in second to this guy was like a foot and a half taller than me, lol. We saw a few people, it was fun.<br/>Today, finally saw Kevin after he flaked twice on me, had a good time there. My brother came home, blah, he sucks for being here, he drives me nuts. Annnnnd, my dad came home in a bad mood, put me in a bad mood. Which doesn't help me at all. :\  Ugggghhhh...............<br/>Love me?</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-07-11T12:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Go me. <3]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><img src="http://www.world66.com/myworld66/visitedStates/statemap?visited=AZCACODCFLIDLAMDMTNVNMNCORTNTXUTVAWAWY"><br/><br/><a href="http://douweosinga.com/projects/visitedstates">create your own visited states map</a><br/> or <a href="http://douweosinga.com/projects/googlehacks">check out these Google Hacks.</a></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-07-13T10:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She don't know that it's all about her....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... she don't know I can't live with out her... <br/><3 I <3 this song lots. It's sweet. <br/>Anyhoo, what's new?<br/>Well, my brother Jon is home for the summer, which means no more messing around.I have a job interview tomorrow for !safeway! grocery store. How horrible is that? I honestly do not want to bag groceries, that was like, the one place I did a half ass job filling out the application. So, yeah, guess I'll just give it my best, and hope not to get it. Although, I don't really have much else to do. :\ <br/>While we were at the grocery store the other day, I was picking up a 4-pack of bottled carbonated juice stuff, and all four dropped out the bottom, and I got a piece of glass stuck in my hand, a very small annoying shard that I couldn't quite pick out.<br/>Well, then my dermatologist appointment came up, so I decided to ask her to remove it while I was there instead of having to go to my regular doctor. It was pretty much my 6 month acne check-up combined with my mysterious rash-like stuff going on with my neck, shoulders, and some of my chest. She took a scrape sample from my shoulder, and ruled out any yeast like thing, or something easy to identify. Then she said it could be something like the scars on my back from the ?morpheous? thingy. <br/>So, the first thing they took care of was the glass in my hand. The nurses assistant (she was hella nice) laid everything out. There was a few things I didn't recognize, but I did see, a scalpal, needle, stuff for stitches, and the containers for my samples, hehe. Miniature pee cups. Well, she gave me a shot of local anesthetic that actually hurt, then she just cut out a big chunk, and sewed me up, that was sick. She pretty much did the same thing for my neck. So yeah, I'll get my test results in two weeks when I go back to get my stitches taken out. Fun stuff.<br/>In a week, my sister comes to visit with my nephew and nephew on the way. <3 Woo hoo. <br/>So, if anyone wants pics of my awesome stitches, feel free to leave a comment with an email dress, and I'll send them.<br/>:D</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-07-16T01:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Take the quiz: <a href="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=771">"What Is Your Kink?"<br><img src="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz/771/res2.gif" border=0></a><br><b>Submission</b><br>You live to serve! You're most excited when someone else takes the reins and controls the situation. You're happy to do whatever will make your partner happy, even if it isn't your favorite thing to do. In the bedroom, you aim to please. Your motto is, Yes Sir/Ma'am!</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-07-16T01:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Take the quiz: <a href="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=803">"What Kind of Pervert are You?"<br><img src="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz/803/res5.gif" border=0></a><br><b>The Seductive Pervert</b><br>The Seductive Pervert: You are The Seductive Pervert, you don't have to try! You use only your body and sexual ways to lure someone in an endless dream of sexual fantasies. Although you may use toys, you have your desires, you seem to know what gets to them, you even know their soft spots, woah, wouldn't matter if they had first met you or not! Your ways are unbelievable and quite sensual, you could probably lay anyone you wanted with the way you speak, move, or just motion. Just don't test your abilities on yourself, you might find yourself attracted to even your own body. Let's try attracting another person instead. Hehe!</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-07-16T01:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Take the quiz: <a href="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=1570">"What sex object are you"<br></a><br><b>vibrator</b><br>You are a vibrator not willing to experiment.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-07-16T01:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Take the quiz: <a href="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=1105">"What disneyland ride are you?"<br><img src="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz/1105/res4.jpg" border=0></a><br><b>Indiana Jones</b><br>Life of the party! You are INdiana Jones. You are avery adventuroues and exciting person. You tend to enjoy history and love a good rush. Always the life of the party, but tend to over do it. FUn FUN!</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-07-16T01:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Take the quiz: <a href="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=866">"What United States Coinage Are You?"<br><img src="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz/866/res2.jpg" border=0></a><br><b>nickel</b><br>The nickel, worth five pennies, is probably the lowest form of coinage that people don't mind carrying around in their pocket. But like the penny, you may not like the nickel, but when you need one, you are sure glad it's there.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-07-16T01:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Take the quiz: <a href="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=1453">"Which Interview with a Vampire character are u?"<br><img src="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz/1453/res1.jpg" border=0></a><br><b>Lestat</b><br>Lestat de Lioncourt is a vampire made in Paris, France a long time ago.Lestat was born into a royal family. Although he family was not very rich, he was not poor.One of Lestat's amazing feats before becoming a vampire is that he killed a pack of wolves with a sword without anyway to escape when he was around 20.Lestat made Gabrielle, his mother, Nicholas, this didn't work so well because Nicky turned crazy afterwards and killed himself by jumping in fire, Louis, a New Orleans planter, and Claudia a child whose mother was killed by the plague. He was almost killed twice by Claudia.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-07-16T01:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Take the quiz: <a href="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=1120">"What Part of America should you be from?"<br><img src="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz/1120/res5.jpg" border=0></a><br><b>North West</b><br>You are the great person everyone loves. You hate the spotlight but love people at the same time. You are generous and loving.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-07-26T07:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[No one got left here.. no one got left here... no one got left here..]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... well I can't even read what I see, no picture sent without you... well I'm all alone, no one got sent to get me, well I'm all alone, no one got left here...<br/><br/>All right.<br/>My sister finally came, with my nephew, Wyatt. We left for the coast Thursday, went to Santa Cruz, laid on the beach all day, had seafood, then on Friday, we drove to Monterey ,went through the aquarium. On the drive home, I got sunburnt, in the car. Heh, Only me. The weekend went all right. Didn't do much. On Saturday we hung around. Tracy came over. Then on Sunday, we had family from Vallejo come down. My Mom's cousin Ryan started talking about going to the coast, she said that family from the east coast was coming, and it'd be nice to go. Of course, this would be like, the day after I got back from Belize, and there's no way I'd want to do that. My dad saw me make a 'face' of course. :\ <br/>Then today, at lunch when my dad came home, he suggested Cortney and I go to the mall, and Cortney said I could have a friend come with. So I invited Eddie over, he brought a movie for later, then she says she doesn't want to go. So we watched Silence of the Lambs, then we went to the theatre and caught The Bourne Spremecy. Got dropped off at home, ate dinner, and went outside to watch Wyatt trying to water the plants. Then my dad started going off on me about helping my sister out more, saying I shouldn't just run off with friends, and not help her, because SHE WANTED TO GO TO THE MALL. Ha, bullshit. She said she didn't want to go, so I decided to make good use of my time and head to a movie. Gah. I'm going nuts, not to mention I'm stressed to the max. Tomorrow I go to the dermatologist to get my skin biopsy results, and stitches removed. My sister is taking me.<br/><br/><br/>Let it slide over head.. when I believe in you, my soul can rest... but if love is really love... can never fail, but fail it does... when we shine like the sun... you seem the only, my only friend... you're so pretty in white, so pretty when you're faithful... so pretty in white... pretty when you're faithful, when you're faithful... I resigned from myself... took a break as someone else... it's like I come undone, and only just become inflatable for you... <br/>------------"Inflatable"-Bush------------</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-08-01T09:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And we drive..Now that I have found someone]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>....I'm feeling more alone... Than I ever have before....<br/><br/>She's a brick...<br/><br/>I got my test results. Me=healthy. Big scare. Heh. Sorry. <br/>On Thursday... my sissy and I were at a fabric store... she was writing down barcode numbers for fabrics she wanted... Wyatt was playing with his ball, throwing it, picking it up... when he came up after he got it, he hit his head on the corner of a shelf, and cut his head... he was hella bleeding, and crying... it scared him more than it hurt... we took him to urgent care, and they terry taped it. He was tough though, he was a trooper... they went home on Saturday. <br/>Big NEWS: <br/>My dad is leaving me home alone for three days, two nights... well, not totally home alone. I'm having my friend Brittany spending the nights over here, my dad's idea. lol.. which means I get to be my good little self. >:) I'm excited.<br/><3 Elle<br/>Aaron.. you suck.. the whole time was a waste. I should have known better. I'm not worth the hour and a half drive if you only get to see me for an afternoon? Wow, bullshit.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-08-19T07:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And the radio just keeps on playing these songs about rain...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... Now there's all kinds of songs about babies and love that goes right... but for some unknown reason nobody wants to play them tonight....<br/><br/>All right, so I'm back from Belize, did you miss me?<br/>Travel: Well, we made the first flight okay, after they called a notary so I could go. But they didn't know Belize wasn't apart of Mexico, so the letter letting me go with my friend's family didn't need to be notarized. Made it into Houston all right... ate some lunch after we got to the sign pointing to our gate... which as a half mile down instead of right there. Having none of my belongings, and Mark not wanting to get any of our bags, we left and found a hotel. Headed off to Walmart to find some 'personals'. I had to get stuff for contacts, and a thong. I got that stuff, and we were all right since Kar brings her stuff in her carry-on, lol. <br/><br/>Day1: We get into Belize, settled in our apartment. Karleen and I shared one, and the boys got a different one. Went to the dive shop to pick out our gear, went to dinner.<br/><br/>day2: Our first dive... we went on the boat with this one boat captain who totally had the hots for me the whole trip. I made the first dive, but not far down because of my ears. So I finished that dive, and skipped the next so I could take something to clear my sinuses. <br/><br/>day3: Started the first dive, but the divemaster said if I couldn't get down within ten minutes, that I had to go back up, I couldn't so I went up, and waited for them to finish diving. Took a ton of anehystamines(sp?) that night, opened a window, and slept a long time. <br/><br/>day4: The big day trip. The Blue Hole. I made it. Yes! My first deep dive was 130ft with a bottom time of 9 minutes. While we were there, I was highly affected by nitrogen narcosis, which is a feeling of being high/drunk. At that time, I spotted a swarm of sharks that looked very friendly, I was about to head over to say hi, and get a look when the divemaster tapped his tank and made the sign for big(holds hands out wide) fucking (index finger through okay sign ;) ) shark (hand on head like a fin) So I decided to not go say hi. On our way up, I got to 200PSI of air in my tank, so on the safety stop I had to use an emergency oxygen tank with this other guy, lol, he was down to 700PSI. When we were on board, I then found out that there were 7-9 Bull Sharks, and 6-8 Carribean Reef Sharks. Bull Sharks account for 70% of shark attacks, hehe. We then went to another dive site, then ate lunch on the Red Footed Boobie island reserve, and then another dive. On the boat ride home, they passed out Snickers bars, and cocnut rum with pineapple juice. Man, Karleen can hold her liquir. I didn't drink much, since I've never drinken on a boat. Mike kept trying to put more rum in mine. LoL Slept good that night, slept looooong.<br/><br/>day5: Mark didn't join Justin, Pavel, Karleen and I on the dives. So we did two during the day, and then we did our night dive. On the night dive, I didn't wear a wetsuit on any of them, since they make me hot. So I didn't wear one on the night dive. Well, the flashlights attract red worms, which in turn attract little hungry fishies. Well... given my... chest size, my swim suit shows a bit of cleavage, and the tee shirt I wore over was fairly loose. All in all, I managed to get a few fish in my swim suit. I got most of them out before I got to the boat, but I had one more in there, and threw it back in. When I got back to the apartment to take a shower, I discovered another one that got stucks in the weird built-in bra thingy swim suits have. (pauses so everyone can laugh) :\ Well, after a while I noticed the smell of gas. I had already checked each burner for a leak, because they 'fixed' our stove. Well, by then Karleen had lit candles, and we are goddamn lucky we didn't blow up and die, seriously. The gas was running for 4 or 5 hours. And, yeah, wow.<br/><br/>day6: Just hung out all day, walked around a little ,looked at shops. I bought a very cool black and brown coral necklace with a jaguar tooth. :D I like it a lot. <br/><br/>day7: Last day there. :( Just hung around, chilled. Ate fruity pebbles, and whatnot. Watched ER, and some of Judging Amy. <3 It was a good last day. Our layover in Houston was a little long. :\ But we made it home. My brother Jon picked me up, we went the wrong way home, then we got on the right track. Hehe. <br/><br/>So.. now lately... I ended up having to go to the doctor for my ears. I thought it was a reverse block, but it ended up being swimmers ear. So he put me on anti-biotics and ear drops. I spiked a fever today, too. Nice one, eh? I also made the decision to switch birth control pills, again. I had two options, I could go on sesonale, which is four periods a year, or I could go on the shot, which is NO PERIOD, but a shot every three months. Very tempting, but I did the not-so-selfish thing and went with the four periods a year pill. Go me. Hehe. !! My dad leaves for two nights on Tuesday!! Which means I'll be able to have fun. Hehehehehehehehehehehe. >:) I'm happy. I'm sick of my brother being here, too. Hopefully Shawn won't have to work and come stay with me too. I'd really, really, really like that. <br/>Ooo... I forgot to mention.... Before I left on my trip, my dad and I went and did school clothes shopping, and I got hella stuff. Like seven pairs of pants, 4 shirt, 4 tank tops, and two really cute sweat outfits. Hehe. Omg, Macy's is having a sale, and they have all their new Fall stuff out, and I want. <3 Hehe.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-09-05T01:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm in such a bad mood. I can't dig myself out of it.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I don't even want to write about it. Maybe I will later.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-09-07T10:09:19-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Close my eyes.. let the whole thing pass me by..]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>There is no time asking why.. I'll run away with you...</strong></p><p>Well, here's what happened Saturday.</p><p>After Elanor's party, which went very well, and I enjoyed. We went out to dinner, which didn't go well. The food was poor, and so was the service, they got my dad's order wrong. After that, he randomly decides to let me practice stick shift on my mustang. Well, then he comes to the conclusion I'm ready for a real road after we go through the Church parking lot a million times. The road we went on was one neither of us have been on.. it had no shoulder, no pavement markings, along with hills, and curves. Well, I'm doing okay... shifting is going good while I'm moving, but I have trouble starting in first, so I start in second. On the way back home, I get to a stop sign... on a hill. So this would entail the Brake, the Clutch, AND Gas. Three pedals, two feet. He gave me no idea how to do this, so I try to go, and I stall. I try again, and stall. I'm about to start, and he pulls the E-Break and I stall again. Then, out of no where, he starts yelling. &quot;God Dammit! Get out of the God Damn car!&quot; So we swtich seats, and he keeps yelling at me about how I did find the rest of the time, until now, and implying that I'm dumb. Which, with him yelling it, makes me cry. Which is a rare thing to happen. So we drive home, get out, and I refuse to acknowledge his existence for the rest of the night. Then on Sunday, he asks what I want to do today, I tell him nothing. He offers to drive a friend and I somewhere, and I tell him no. He gets mad and goes out to a movie. I think he did some thinknig and realized he's an anal retentive impatience bastard. Oof. Monday we just ran errands, pretended like nothing happened. He let me get Adobe Photoshop Elements. I think that was his unspoken apolgy gift. Buying himself back into my good graces.</p><p /><p>Tuesday!</p><p>Dude, Minimum days are hardcore kick ass days. I like it. It started off a little odd... these chicks were smoking by the back entrance of the school, and were in the way, and were very rude when I asked them to go somewhere else. So I ratted them out to the librarian, who went off running to get them. I smelled like ciggs for a bit, but it went away. I was sick for a bit, the smoke hurts my throat so much. Spanish is going well.. although I believe a skunk died under the portable, it smelled sooooo foul. Math is going... decent. My first quiz was a D, my second quiz was an A, my FIRST test was an A, and my recent quiz was another D. :( Boo hoo. But I'm turning in all my homework and getting full points on them, so that's always good. PE, blah. Today was 102, a SPARE THE AIR DAY, and they still made us run the mile and a half. It was fairly miserable. In Art, I didn't get much done. I was making tick marks and measurements for my triple grid... and the art teacher gets right by my ear... starts to blow, then screams &quot;HI!!!&quot; in my ear. Scares the crap out of me, I jump, and yell &quot;shit&quot;. I swear, worst thing a teacher can have is ADD. Especially an Art teacher.  I worked on my eyes for about an hour on Sunday. Then today after school I worked more on my eyes and nose for quite a while... maybe two hours? Crazy. After school, since it was a minimum day, I met everyone at Taco Bell. My dad picked me up from school, I didn't think I could get a ride home, but I found one.. so he gave Eddie and I a ride to Taco Bell, and we ended up walking home from Carls Jr. since everyone went there. Walked home, relaxed, cooled off, drank water.. worked on my portrait, and made dinner. I got the wedding announcement from Boone. :) It's so weird seeing someone get married, I'm so excited for him. Hehe. Tonight is Back To School night at the school. My dad is there as we speak. I had to make sure he knew my math class was upstairs, last time he was late. Hehe. I showed him the map of my classes, and he was like 'geez, you do this everyday?', yeah. I do. I go to school don't I? Hehe, he didn't look too excited about all the walking I do. I should have made him carry my backpack, too. Hehe. That's about it, sort of in a good mood now. :) </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-09-08T11:09:32-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Older dancers gag at what new talent seems to mean...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>...Smaller tits and younger limbs can cause a fit of rivalry....</strong></p><p>All right.. well, parent's night went very well. My dad came home all proud of himself. In Spanish, my teacher pointed out that I have the most participation points, in Math.. my grade is a B!! in PE, nothing there really, and in Art, my dad likes the teacher and whatnot. </p><p>Today went good too... didn't do much in Spanish, just did some work in math, in PE we played volleyball, and in art we just worked on our project. Omg it was so hot today... it was 101. Came home... relaxed.. did my homework and watched Freaky Friday. I finally made it to the end! LoL. Ate leftovers.. yuck. I don't believe in them. Tomorrow I have a sports physical for Golf, Basketball, and Softball. Hehe. :) Fun stuff. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-09-12T08:09:52-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I said no ball, no chain, no prison shall keep...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... We're Rebels of the Sacred Heart!..</strong></p><p><font color="#330000">Damn, this weekend went good.</font></p><p><font color="#330000">On Thursday, we went looking around at cars. My dad is going to trade in the manual Mustang for an automatic.... the automatic they have is yellow with tinted windows. I'm not sure how I feel about it. It's the same model, v6, coupe, 2004 and everything... I want it I guess. Then on Friday, I got another fricken A on a quiz. Hardcore for me. :D Then we went out and about for a bit. My dad and I went to dinner, then to look at the automall. We went to the Honda dealership... and he buys a car. A 2004 Honda Acura. So then we go pick up Brittany, and meet Allison at the football game. We watch the last of the JV game, then we go sit with Jeff and Brooke. We all sat and watched Varsity play. Allison and Brooke have it going on now. Hehe. She like, glows now. Jeff and I exchanged numbers... heh... I don't think he likes me, but Brittany seems to think he does. I dunno, I'll wait and see. Jeff is uber sweet... heh... :X Anyways. Yesterday my dad and Tracy went to the Apple Festival. I stayed home and worked on homework. It sucked ass. I did at least 300 flashcards, followed by two spanish work book pages, and then 40 math problems. Gag! I finished, then Brittany callled me up and we headed to a movie with Allison. We went and saw Wicker Park, dude, it kicked ass. She brought candy.. like a huge thing of Swedish Fish, Peanut M&amp;Ms and then some snickers. It was crazy. These people kept making their phone go off, it was so annoying. My dad came and picked me up, then we had to go back and get Brittany because Allison's dad brought a 2 seater car. So we dropped her off and headed home. Today.. we just ran errands. Went to the store, went to Costco, and that's about it. Nothing too spectacular. My dad let me drive the new car... mmmmmm... nice car.</font></p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-09-25T07:09:14-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Her favorite white dress is her favorite blue jeans...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>....She loves me tender when the going gets tough...</strong> </p><p>To recap what I got last weekend really quick...</p><p>-Two very sexy blouses, one is brown and black, the other one is pink and red. I got the brown one from Nordstrom, and the pink one from Rave (cheap store. :) )</p><p>-One red long sleep shirt that is uber comfy. (Marshall's, hehe, gotta love cheap)</p><p>-Two pairs of pants from Old Navy. One is black with pinstripes, the other is brown, uber comfy with silk inside.</p><p>-The older Flogging Molly CD &quot;Swagger&quot;</p><p>And... that would be it. When Brittany and I went to the mall we decided to goof off and try on prom dresses. First dress I've worn since I was 9. Crazy. They look good on me... besides the fact that my boobs are squished to death... Ooof.</p><p>This week went good... nothing too exciting. I got a 74 on my math test which was less than satisfying. But managed an 80 on a quiz.In Spanish, we goof off a lot. :\ Which means on Friday, I wasn't confident on the test. She told us, and I quote &quot;You won't understand a lot of the vocabulary, the test is in context&quot; What the fuck does that mean? Jeff was lucky, he got to look all over the test before he left for a doctor's appointment. I'll help him out with what was on it. PE, boring. playing volleyball still. In art, it's interesting. I have fun though, I look forward to that class everyday. Hehe. The music almost drove me insane Wedsenday, the same song for an hour and a half. !! Ouch !! He gave me a B+ for how far I'm done on my portrait. So my total GPA will be a 3.0 because I have B's in all my classes. Friday I brought 5 balloons for Brittany, and Allison brought four, and she was very embaressed. :) Then we went to the football game last night... in a nut shell... Allison is bipolar, Brittany is overly sensitive and they got into a fight. They ended up crying and hugging, and oof, it was a long night. Went to Mel's ,and ate grilled cheese, hehe. Oh well. Tonight I'm going out to eat with Brittany and her family for her birthday (which is really today). I dunno where we are going, she said it's casual though, so that's good.</p><p>*** My dad might be leaving tomorrow morning. Depends on the hurricane, whether or not it'll hit North Carolina. He'd come back Wedsenday, and the old lady would stay with me again.</p><p>On that note, the old lady, she locked the garage door which locked me out till I found keys which were hiding. :D</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-09-27T11:09:34-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Ring a ring a rosey.. as the light declines...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... I remember Dublin city in the rare 'ould times....</strong></p><p>So... right now I have TWO major news things. Lets start with the not so major, but major one.</p><p>- I'm considering doing a foreign exchange program in Ireland for the fall semester of 2005. I'd go to Ireland, and stay with a host family for five months. Go to highschool there. My credits would probably not transfer, so for the Spring semester of my Junior year, I'll be here and will take English11, US history, Chemestry, and another course. I really want to go. It would cost 7,100$, plus airfare. </p><p /><p>Big thing.</p><p>- I 'stumbled' across someone's email from my past that played a fairly important role in my life. And it was probably one of the best things that has happened. Lots of closure, and thousands of tons lifted off of me. I had a lot to think about, and didn't sleep all night... but I woke up a new person nonetheless. </p><p>Edit: So actually there were THREE major things. My sister had her second baby. His name is Cole Russell, he was 7lbs, 8oz, 20.5&quot; long, and a very healthy baby. She had an easy delivery. :) </p><p /><p>So death valley queen, go marry your king, or an old maid you'll end up for certain. &lt;3 </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2004-09-30T12:09:32-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[National Write Down the Ten Best Days of your Life Day]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>Mine aren't going to be in Order, but I will list them as I think of them.... </strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>1. </strong>This would be more recent. It would be this last Sunday with Brett. The apology, explanation, and getting in touch with a great friend I lost was one of my best decisions. I liked that we talked like we use to, and things weren't awkward. There didn't seem to be any annoyance in answering my questions, the many I had/have. </p><p /><p><strong>2.</strong> My first kiss. It was in January of 2002, my first snowboarding trip. I couldn't board worth crap, and Mike walked down the mountain with me. Then on the bus home, I was cold, so he held me close, then I got my first kiss. </p><p /><p><strong>3. </strong>September of 2003 Farrett took me with him and his family to lakehouse. I got to go to the concert that was at Konocti Harbor. It was the Goo Goo Dolls.. just as the sun was setting behind the lake and the mountains.. they came on, and it was so pretty. I remember Johnny wore army pants with a grey shirt, he commented about having quit smoking that day, and some lady threw a thong on stage. It was fun. His sister was so drunk, and funny when we got home that night.</p><p /><p><strong>4.</strong> The Blue Hole Dive in August of 2004. It was such a rush. I've never felt anything so amazing. Seeing the cavern formations 130ft underwater was breathtaking. So was running out of air. I got down to 200psi (5 minutes of oxygen left) Got to use emergency oxygen. It was a rush.</p><p /><p><strong>5. </strong>This one is easy. When I got my dog Chewie. The first day was so fun. He was so small, so scared, and fun to hold. He was a good dog. I miss him. </p><p /><p><strong>6. </strong>My fifteenth birthday party... October of 2003, I had so many friends there, and we all got a long. Lots of laughing, joking, and fooling around. I got balloons that day at school, too. It was crazy.</p><p /><p><strong>I'm stuck. I'll try to come back and edit this sometime.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>On to other things.....</strong></p><p>Last night I stayed up till midnight talking to Brett. Talked about everything from my Mom to drugs to school to sex. It was interesting. There is a lot of catching up there. I liked it. He sent me a recent picture of him and his girlfriend. I honestly forgot what he looked like.. I remembered he had blue eyes, and blonde hair... But damn, he's really handsome. His girlfriend is cute too. Golden blonde hair, nice smile, they're cute together. I sent him a recent picture to him too... when he last saw me I was pre-puberty, so it was a little shocking to him, I think.. I blushed so hard, he was like 'damn, those things are huge'. XD Lmao. I feel better. I got closure I guess. There aren't many hard feelings. I'm happy. </p><p /></p>
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  <dc:date>2004-10-05T10:10:30-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Should I stay or should I go now?....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.....If I go there will be trouble, or if I stay it will be double!...</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p>Well, today is my sixteenth birthday. Here's what I did:</p><p /><p><strong>Yesterday:</strong></p><p>We did a little bit of shopping. Went to the mall, I ended up picking out two necklaces from Macy's that weren't real gems, but they look really cute.</p><p /><p><strong>Today:</strong></p><p>Got up, and got dressed.</p><p>My dad wished me happy birthday.</p><p>Went to school.</p><p>Got balloons.</p><p>They sang happy birthday to me in Spanish class.</p><p>Went to math, hung out.</p><p>Went to PE, got a card from Eddie inbetween passing time, and just goofed off in PE, didn't run, just played soccer when we played.</p><p>My dad dropped me off some lunch, yum.</p><p>Went to Art, found my drawing which went missing, someone had taken my portfolio. :( There's some water damage, and that was all that I found wrong with it. :( Really is a bummer, but at least I got it back, right?</p><p>Came home, hung out till my dad came home. He left a card and a mouse tart out for me. I had a bite. We went out to Claim Jumpers for dinner, mmm... lettuce wraps. I saved the candle they put on my mudpie cake. &lt;3 Maybe it's special. Afterwards, on our way to Borders... we were making a left turn. The light turned green for the straight ways to go, and my dad went. Nearly got hit, christ. Nice birthday. </p><p>At Borders I got a CD The Clash Singles, and a book, &quot;The Vampire de Sade&quot; by Mary Anne Mitchell. </p><p>All in all, it was a good birthday. Right now... I guess I'm reflecting on all of it. Mainly, this is my third, and most important birthday without my Mom. Sweet Sixteen. All I can think of is how unfair this feels to me. I should have her here for this milestone, but I don't. Tomorrow will be three years since she left for Phoenix, and almost didn't come back. That was really hard. I was so mad she left right after my birthday. I remember sitting down in the airport lobby. I couldn't go up with her to see her off. She was crying when she left, she had to take a wheel chair, she felt defeated I think. I hated waiting there, it was the worst feeling, I just wanted to go somewhere else. But at least she made it to one more birthday. </p><p /><blockquote dir="ltr" style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px"><p><strong>Can't you see it's not me you're dying for?</strong></p></blockquote><p /></p>
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  <dc:date>2004-10-06T11:10:06-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[EVERYONE!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong><font color="#ff0099">So, yeah, hardly anyone rememberedmy birthday. Only one person CALLED on my birthday, and I didn't get any cards on my birthday. So thank you so fucking much. </font></strong></p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2004-10-11T07:10:30-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[It kills me to see you this way....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... where's the beauty and life gone?...</strong></p><p /><p>So Saturday night was my birthday party. </p><p>Who came, and what I got:</p><p>Brittany: CD holder, socks, and a watch.. thingy.</p><p>Travis: GC for the mall.</p><p>Sydney: GC for the mall</p><p>Tristan: GC for Borders</p><p>Mike: GC for Dimples</p><p>Per: GC for Dimples</p><p>Olivia: New Flogging Molly CD</p><p>Julie: Socks, candy, make-up and a candle.</p><p>Katie: GC for Dimples</p><p>Kaitlin and Laura: $20</p><p>Holly: Uh, nothing, she wasn't invited, lol.</p><p>Eddie: A little TY Beanie Baby Pooky (from Garfield) bear, GC for the theatres, and a nifty card. </p><p /><p>It was interesting. Last year was much, much better. We went bowling, which was fun. I did better then I thought, and everyone enjoyed it. Then we went to Mel's Diner instead of Round Table for dinner. That's whent it started to suck. Travis and Tristan are two ADHD kids, and sat across from each other, they were loud, obnoxious ,and were grabbing everything and just being asses. Eddie got so annoyed he left early. :( So I missed him. It ended early. I was so bored. :\ We dropped people off at like, 9:15. Oh well. No party next year. Yes for my 18th though. Damn. 16. Look how hardc0re I am. </p><p /><p /></p>
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  <dc:date>2004-10-24T03:10:55-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Build a bridge or maybe two...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... together hell with footsteps she outgrew....</strong> </p><p /><p>Jesus fucking christ. My dad is driving me absolutely nuts. I mean, geez, does he really have SHIT FOR BRAINS!? Yeah, beginning to think so. I <strong>HAD </strong>planned to paint my wall, because he said I could, and I picked out a Van Gogh painting I wanted. The only question I asked him was if I could mix black and white into the paints to make lighter or darker colors. And he doesn't even fucking answer, all he does is say how it won't work because my wall is too wide. What a fucking idiot. I was going to make it stretch, which I told him. And he just keeps being a goddamn dumbass. So I tell him I'm done, and all I need is twine, and I'm going to redo all my gridding. I can't wait till I'm out this fucking house. I seldom say this, but I hate living with him, I want to live in an apartment, I want to come and go as I please, I want him out of my goddamn life. And, GRRRRRRRRR. I'm sick of this. Sick sick sick sick. I want to be soemwhere else in life.</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-01-30T10:01:37-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And so it is... just like you said it would be....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>..... life goes on easily.....</strong> </p><p>      Things are going pretty good. I haven't updated in three months, so here's the jist of things:</p><p>October: Easy month, didn't do much.</p><p>November: I got my license! It's awesome. I have a 04 Honda Accord, and it's pretty red. Not the mustang, can't handle the stick and parallell parking. Thanksgiving was a joke. We ate at Mimi's Cafe. Psh.</p><p>December: Christmas was good. I went to Texas, saw my nephews. I learned to knit, and I adore knitting now.</p><p>January: I had finals, ended with B+ in Spanish, C+ in Trig, B+ in PE, and a B+ in art, that bastard of a teacher, lol. Now I started new classes. I have World History, Art3, and Military History. Harcore.</p><p /><p>Anyways, things are good. My dad is still a loser, thinks I won't get into a good college. Anyways, anyone miss me? I sort of figured no one looked at my blog. Leave me more messages, maybe I'll find a naked picture of me on my bed. Or in your bed, or something.</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-01-31T09:01:16-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm sitting on a barstool down on broadway....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>..... waiting for my turn to sing my dreams....</strong> </p><p>So this morning, woke up so sick. My throat hurt, and my head hurt, and my nose hurt, it was miserable. So I got up and went to school. First period went okay, even though I had to get up and talk in front of the class with a stuffy nose. In Art, did very little on my painting, bad Elle. In English, got  my 'reading log' back, got 100%, a lot of people got like, 15/25, ouch. I was happy. In Military history, we went to the computer lab to research our project. Will, Alex and I are doing the battle of hydaspes, and it's sort of fun. Will is sweet. He works over at Best Buy, kinky. Afterschool, I got a hamburger with Brittany, and went to meet someone at Sunrise Mall, okay, was definently expecting to get some Frederick's Of Hollywood if not at least Victoria Secret, but nothing. We sat in the parking lot and talked, drove in my car a little. Then we went back to my house, and he just wanted to TEASE me. I was almost begging for it, and he told me no. No. I've only heard that word one other time, and that's because he was weirded out becasue of my age. It was so not fair. He kept getting me close, then stopping, then getting me close again. Wouldn't let me cum. :( I was begging for it after that. Didn't let me touch him either, just look. :( So then 3pm came, and he had to go. I think I can only really get off when someone does this to me, teases me. I was so close, and then he stopped. No fucking, just focusing on me, and teasing me. Oof. Horny.</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-02-12T01:02:20-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[He was always there to help her, she always belonged to someone else....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... I drove for miles and miles and wound up at your door....</strong> </p><p>So... I had an interview at Taco Bell yesterday. It went very well. She said I seem like I'd fit in perfectly, and that I'm very nice. So that's pretty fricken cool. Then I get home, chilled for a couple hours, and they call back to schedual a second interview. So today, at 3:15, I'll go and be interviewed, again. I reeeeeeeealy hope I get the job. Of course, now I have to go out and get a new skirt so I can go to the job interview dressed acceptably. Oof. Monday is Valentine's Day. No plans thus so far. </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-02-12T01:02:20-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[He was always there to help her, she always belonged to someone else....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... I drove for miles and miles and wound up at your door....</strong> </p><p>So... I had an interview at Taco Bell yesterday. It went very well. She said I seem like I'd fit in perfectly, and that I'm very nice. So that's pretty fricken cool. Then I get home, chilled for a couple hours, and they call back to schedual a second interview. So today, at 3:15, I'll go and be interviewed, again. I reeeeeeeealy hope I get the job. Of course, now I have to go out and get a new skirt so I can go to the job interview dressed acceptably. Oof. Monday is Valentine's Day. No plans thus so far. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-02-15T12:02:09-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Coin operated boy...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... all the other real ones I have now destroyed....</strong></p><p>So today was Valentine's day. Today also marks the second round my Mom did with chemo. She was in 'remission' from October of '00-to February of '01 and later died in November of that same year. </p><p /><p>So yeah, no one really did anything for me today. I got up, nothing special happened. Sort of had plans to go get my clit hood pierced by a friend, but he bailed on me. So then I just sort of sat. Then a long-time internet buddy wanted to meet, so we did that. Met at Starbucks, don't know his name, he was infatuated with me. He bought me a carmel apple cider. Don't know his name though...lol. He wanted to come back to my house, but I wasn't very interested. Especially since he has talked a lot about taking me shopping, and whatnot. Shopping is nice. I wish someone had taken me shopping today. It would've been perfect.</p><p /><p>On a different note... there's this guy that works at the Taco Bell close to me, his name is Jordan. Was pretty sure he was full blown gay, but then he told me he was bi. Well, he sort of flirts a lot. And some how or another ( O:) ) penises came into the conversation, and I had to mention that I do love a good large one once in a while. And his response was that he has one, so naturally I wanted to see, so I asked for a peak, and yeah. He's hung. We're sort of making plans for him to come over tomorrow. O:-) I'm in a naughty mood, and he's got what I want, and he's super sweet.</p><p /><p>That was really about it for my day. Anyone do anyhting worth mentioning?</p><p>I really want my clit hood pierced. :\</p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-02-25T12:02:13-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She lies and says she's in love with him....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>..... Can't find a betterman.....</strong> </p><p>Okay, well, lots to update on. Lets start with monday.</p><p>Monday: I got up early, even though I could've slept in, went with this guy to buy the barbell for my soon to be pierced hood. Went back to my house. Opened my new 'gifts' he got me. New toy and nipple clamps. lol. So we sterlized the needle, and I laid back flat on the bed. Held a pillow tight, he counted to three, and wam, in. The only thing that hurt, was the alcohol from the needle and barbell. It looks so good.</p><p>Tuesday: Swelled a little.</p><p>Wedsenday: Swelling almost totally gone. This chick I know shows me her SLASHED wrists. Nasty. She worried me a lot. Lost sleep, decided to report it.</p><p>Thursday: Reported the chick to her counselor. Feel better, but not really. Piercing is pretty much cool. :D Got my quarter grades... guess who has a fucking 4.0 biatch? :D I have it, always thought only smart people get it.. for some reason I don't feel as smart as I thought I would. :) </p><br><p>So that's what's up. Leave me some messages, geez. :P </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-03-02T12:03:54-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Please don't go crazy if I tell you the truth]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... No you don't know what happened and you never will if you don't listen to me while I talk to the wall....</strong> </p><br><p>Tee heeee, skillz! I got a new phone. It makes me happy. It's a camera phone and has speaker. Sweet. I really like it. Also, still maintaining my 4.0. In military history.... we did a  marching drill, our class did the best so we got 20 extra credit points. My grade is already 101.53. :D</p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-03-06T12:03:58-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She lies and says she's in love with him...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... can't find a better man... she dreams in colors she dreams in red... So, yeah. Lately relationships with my friends have been very tense. Actually, just with Brittany to be honest. The last few weeks she's just been an ungrateful bitch. Instances of bitch: Couple weeks ago- So we had just bought tickets for a movie that started in an hour or so... so we were on our way back to my house when we started talking about college stuff. I mentioned I didn't know what I wanted to do, and her response was &quot;you're gonna get pregnant&quot; and I was like &quot;well, that's bullshit because a) I'm on birthcontrol, and b)nothing gets close without a condom&quot; then she pulls something out of her and says it: &quot;Well, birth control is only 44 percent effective and condoms are 70 percent effective, so you're at 60 percent&quot; Ahem. Now, for all of you that don't know, BC is 99% and Condoms are 98%. So I ask her where she got her propaganda information, and she said &quot;Oh, I did research at DOCTOR OFFICES&quot; Bull shit, she really pissed me off, saying that I was going to get pregnant. Then we went back to my house, and watched a bit of TV, my dad set the remote inbetween us, and I went to change it while a commercial was on (I absolutly hate watching commercials, I'd rather turn the TV off and read or just not watch it) she grabs the remote, and says &quot;No, you can't change it&quot; And it was at my OWN fucking house. All right, major thing right there, I so wanted to just drop her off at home, and be like 'fuck you'. Thursday: So we're sitting in the car before school starts, I take my hair down to brush it out a little. She just flat out says &quot;Wow, your bangs would look so much better if you ever wore your hair down&quot; Wow, flat out verbally bitch slapped me. I never tell her that her hair is stringy and greasy. I never tell her anything mean. I don't tell her to stop bitching about how fat she is, or any of that shit. Gr. </p><p>So Thursday I told her I ditched fourth meaning she would have to ride the bus home. That afternoon, she texts me that she doesn't need a ride, then IMs that night that she doesn't need a ride, then calls and leaves a message that morning and tells me she doesn't need a ride.  Then she has teh balls to text me asking for a ride, I tell her fine, and have Ariele sit up front. Grrr. All weekend she has been asking if I was mad at her ,why I am mad at her, and that she is sorry. I don't care. I've really rethought our friendship. If she talks about me, like she talks about everyone else to me.... then she really isn't a great friend. I've talked to her old friends about why they aren't friends anymore, and it all leads back to... &quot;Brittany is a two-faced bitch&quot;. Great. </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-03-10T09:03:30-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm thinknig about this pretty lady...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>.... I'd lover if I could have this pretty baby...</p><p>Soo... I patched things up with Brittany. She had apparently been crying like non-stop after I told her off. Then she told her mom and all this other stuff. Her mom is making her go see a counselor for abnormal crying habits. And we agreed on stuff that had been fuzzy. She doesn't want to hear about my sex life at all, ever, and I want her to quit bitching about being fat. Which she really isn't. If she wore the right clothes. </p><br><p>So today I went to the mall with her and Ariele. We went to Victoria's secret and I got re-measured since things are fitting fun, and I've gone from a D to a DD. Woohoo, :\. I'm so going to have back problems. But hell, I'm going to enjoy it now. Hehe. I got two new bras, one is hot pink, one is black and lacy. </p><br><p>My clit hood piercing has healed up wonderfully, and I love it. Still haven't fucked with it yet. I want to have someone special for that first time, ya know? Hehe. Someone who can really appreciate it. I like it, play with it. I can't wait to put a new one in. That'll be fun. I'm worried I'd lose the hole.</p><br><p>I got 50/50 on my group powerpoint presentation. She said our group was one of the best she'd seen, which made me feel good. In English, my Lord of the Flies essay-which I've had over 8 drafts of- received a C+, but it's a B with the extra credit. Davis grades so hard, I've never had so much trouble getting an essay done, but I feel good about it. I'm getting close to finishing my second painting, I need to get my shit in gear and paint faster. I still need to sign up for SATs but keep forgetting, I also need to request a transcript, send in my American River college stuff so I can take classes and god knows what else, lol. It's all good though.</p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-05T03:07:30-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... than making you my bride and slowly growing old together.....</strong></p><p>Long time no update, bad Elle. </p><br><p>Anyways, here's what's new:</p><p>1. E is good</p><p>2. Moving to Montana in August. </p><p>3. In contact again with someone(s)</p><p>Okay, so 1 is self explanitory.</p><p>Two is a little complicated. So there's no way around being a resident in Montana to get in state tuition for MSU, so my brother Eric offered me a place to live for the next year and a half or so. So... after I do the family reunion thingy August 4-10, I'll be driving up to Montana with my father, and him flying home. How crazy. </p><p>The third one is by far the worst/best/interesting of them all. Known him/them for two years and stuff..got in contact - no joke - two days after I had gone into long, deep thought about moving and made the decision to go... drove up there for the first time, and wow. This is definently emotionally overwhelming, since it started I've stopped eating and sleeping. Not completely.. but.. I just feel sick when I eat, and I'm too anxious to sleep. All these feelings have come back up like regugitating something sweet; it hurts so bad, but makes me feel so good afterwards. New feelings too. Feelings of dread about saying goodbye and leaving... and regret for letting myself get involved KNOWING I would only be l eaving. &quot;she's totally loveable and totally unleaveable&quot;.. Jude Law (Dan) says that about Natalie Portman (Alice). I feel that same way about this situation. I love it, don't get me wrong.. but it's taking it's toll on me. Mainly mentally and emotionally. Last time I was in love? Yeah, for like the past two years, making myself numb and  dormant when things got too complicated and hard to deal with. But this, this is intense, can't subdue. I worry about saying goodbye. I think about how it'll happen. I'll stand there awkwardly with my overnight bag, look at them... &quot;well, I guess this goodbye&quot; and then I breakdown in tears... I don't want to leave that way, I want to leave happy. I want to smile and give them hugs. I've weighed out how I really feel about moving and them.. and it comes down to this: I can always come back, but this opportunity is here and now.  Not saying they are something to be taken and left, just something more secure. Something constant, hopefully. I feel like everything is repeating, but it's more intense, and there's an 'end' in sight almost. Right now, just typing this... tears are streaming down my face, but I'm not crying. My middle, right underneath my breasts feels like it is being compressed, my lungs are hard to fill... my lips feel like they are falling asleep... </p><p>This.. this is what a broken heart feels like. I feel like I can't get up.</p><br><p>Everything that happened today was my fault, and I know that, I can't be angry or blame anyone but myself, and I won't. That's not fair. I feel like I've sabotaged myself trying to please others. It's so hard to think sometimes. Right now. I want to go to sleep, but I'm thinking about how I'm gonna get up early, get more sorting and packing done, but what if I can't get as much done as I want? Yes, I have tomorrow, I have this whole month, but I'm worried now. Then there's them. I'm sorry, for all the things I've messed up. I'm not quite on top of everything, it's a miracle I've gotten away with as much as I have. </p><p>Despite the good drive home wish... I just lost it, I wanted to cry, but I could... I turned up the radio, drained out any thoughts... I made it from a little past Dixon back to Roseville in 27 minutes. I pushed 90mph the whole way back, I was pushing 80-85mph the way there. I made it into Roseville and slowed down, parked and thought for about an hour... emotionally calmed myself down, I understood, it just.. for lack of a better word... sucked. All the anticipation since the last time I left built up and then just crushed with one sentence. It's amazing how different tones can just crush. Sometimes you don't consciencly acknowledge them.. I think that hurts less. I dunno. I came home, told my dad I ate something that had a lot of egg in it unknowingly (food highly concentrated in eggs makes me sick) and had a stomach ache. I have an empty stomach right now, just below the crushing pain, is the pushing reminder that I haven't eaten. The occasional sip of water settles my stomach down, relaxes it. I'm not starving myself, and it's not like missing a few meals is going to really hurt me. When I do eat, I feel like I'm back to when I forced everything back up. I still do occasionally, but not at the rate I did before, I think the only times I'd keep a full meal down was when I absolutely had to. That's gross to talk about, not sure anyone really wants to know. </p><p>Everyone is asleep. I wanna go to bed.. I'm laying in bed typing, I should probably go take a sleeping pill and hit the couch, problem with the couch is that without a sleeping pill I'll sleep there till forever, with a pill, even longer. I don't remember the last time I felt this anxious, if ever. The only thing that compares would be the first drive up. I don't know what I was thinking... but the closer I got, the more my heart pounded and skin crawled. I thought about every outcome that could possible happen, even impossibly, if that makes sense. The whole thing scares me. I just wish I was eighteen, and not me. I like who I am deep down, but with everything.. I don't feel like the last year has been me. It's been cold, I've been cold. </p><p><strong><font color="#336600">&quot;I wish I could just make you turn around, turn around and see me cry. There's so much I need to say to you, so many reasons why you're the only one who really knew me at all. So take a look at me now. There's just an empty space. There's nothing left to remind me, just the memory of your face. So take a look at me now, there's just an empty space. But to wait for you is all I can do and that's what I've got to face. Take a look at me now. I'll just be standing here, and you coming for me is against the odds, and that's a chance I gotta face... &quot; </font></strong></p><p>I really like the Postal Service cover of this song...</p><br></p>
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With a birthday on the 5th of the month you are inclined to work well with people and enjoy them. 

You are talented and versatile, very good at presenting ideas. 

You may have a tendency to get itchy feet at times and need change and travel. 



You tend to be very progressive, imaginative and adaptable. 

Your mind is quick, clever and analytical. 

A restlessness in your nature may make you a bit impatient and easily bored with routine. 

You may have a tendency to shirk responsibility</td>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-05T10:07:56-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[This is me.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><div align="center">&lt;table style=&quot;font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt;&quot; width=&quot;350&quot; align=center border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;8&quot; cellpadding=&quot;5&quot;&gt;<br />&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#FF99CC&quot;&gt;<br />&lt;h3 style=&quot;margin: 0; border: 0;&quot;&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/h3&gt;<br />&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;<br />&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FF9FD2&quot;&gt;<br />You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;<br />&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFA6D9&quot;&gt;<br />In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;<br />&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFACDF&quot;&gt;<br />You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;<br />&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFB3E6&quot;&gt;<br />You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;<br />&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFB9EC&quot;&gt;<br />Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;<br />&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFBFF2&quot;&gt;<br />Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;<br />&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFC6F9&quot;&gt;<br />You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;<br />&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFCCFF&quot;&gt;<br />In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;<br />&lt;/table&gt;</div><div align="center">&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;<br />&lt;a href=&quot;<a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/">What"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/&quot;&gt;What</a> Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;<br />&lt;/div&gt;<br /></div></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-05T10:07:24-05:00</dc:date>
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You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.</td></tr>
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You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.</td></tr>
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Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.</td></tr>
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Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.</td></tr>
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You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.</td></tr>
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In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.</td></tr>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-10T03:07:49-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And the tears come streaming down your face....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>....when you lose something you can't replace, when you love someone but it goes to waste, could it be worse?...</strong></p><p> </p><p>So... maybe my last real in-depth post was over analyzed 4+ (4+ meaning as much as it possible could). I wouldn't say it  is the worst thing to happen, just difficult. I know my feelings for him/them... but I look for traces of the feelings that he had before.. and I don't see them, or I'm not picking up on the body language. Some things show tender care to me... and maybe that's all there is now. I know I'm a pain in the ass to them, they've told me, I won't deny it. Sometimes we'll talk, and I wonder why I came.. but I don't regret coming, if that makes any sense. Then there are times when I know that certain moment is one I'm going to cherish in my heart forever. </p><p>Considering how I want to lead my life, I'm not going to find anyone better. He told me that, and he's right. So then there's the distance issue. Going to Montana could go a couple ways, and I have to make the better decision. I will make the better decision. The one that will ultimately make everyone happy.</p><p>Anyways, this last visit reassured of me of this at least: I will always have a place in their life - as long as I don't screw it up. I trust them, with all my heart I do. I think she fancies me, she included ME in the whole &quot; you and (him) are all I have here&quot; which made me feel so... great. I like it when she opens up to me about what's going on, I hate feeling left in the dark. I felt so awful though, the day I headed down I just ran so  many errands, then babysat all day, didn't really get a chance to eat before I left. So that day I had eaten a handful of grapes, an allergy pill, birth control pill, water melon and a strawberry-kiwi snapple. We were doing stuff and I guess my body just felt drained, or my blood sugar was super low, but I just lost all the color in my skin, started to sweat, and my face got hot. So we did a little trip to McDonalds at 4am, which reminded me why I hate McDonalds. And I felt all better. </p><p>&quot;I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly alligned&quot;-Postal Service </p><br><p>Goal: Quit over analyzing everything, ask when I'm not sure of something, give in and quit being reserved!</p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-12T03:07:39-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Since the day I left Miluakee, Lynchberg, Bordello, France...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... been making the bars lots of big money helping white people dance.....</p><br><p>Okay, so I've figured out what gets me so frustrated about him. He spends a lot of time with family, work, and her. I wouldn't say I'm jealous, I get my fair share of attention. I'm just not getting amount of attention I was getting before when I talked to other guys-which I've backed off of a lot. I think the big part is that we don't talk as much as we use to. I feel a lot of the time that I'm being inconvienent. Sometimes I feel like he's indifferent to me, other times I don't; I feel important. </p><p>Her on the other hand... it's weird, she was the one that contacted me first, didn't talk to him at all until I drove up there. The first night.. she and I talked until 3am... and it was great, she told me all these things, we giggled and stuff. After the first visit she and I still talked, etc... but now.. I don't get replies to emails, they read them, and that's about it. I don't require responses, I just wish I got one. </p><p>I dunno. </p><p>I wish I knew how to be more expressive with them. I was raised to be reserved, and that's what I am, naturally. </p><p>Any suggestions? Anyone? </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-13T10:07:28-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I promise you I will learn from my mistakes... ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>...tears stream down your face... lights will guide you home and ignite your bones, and I will try to fix you...</strong></p><p>So... I'm sitting here, waiting around. I've been doing it all day. Waiting for a response. Feeling in the dark, just a little. No one has said anything about coming over, but I've asked multiple times. So when I'm not there...I can say &quot;hey, I emailed, left a voicemail, and no one got back to me&quot;. That's not fair. Even if I left right now, I wouldn't be there until 9:40. So maybe heading over tomorrow would just be the better idea. My father isn't heading home for lunch, so I could just head over whenever in the afternoon. I dunno what to do. I should call someone and go out. </p><p>It was funny.. I was listening to this Coldplay song on the CD, and felt like the radio would make me feel better, so I turn on the radio, and it's the same song. Way to go. Tyler told me to listen to this song when he had the CD, it got stuck in my head, but it never clicked until I bought the CD and listened to it. He told me &quot;this song will make you cry, swear to god&quot; and he was right. At first it was just a teary eye kinda song.. but then I could apply it to something tangible.. and I was like, wow, and crying. </p><p><strong>&quot;When you love someone but it goes to waste, when you lose something that you can't replace, could it be worse?&quot;</strong></p><p>Just, those lines.. damn. That's all I can really say. I implore everyone to buy Coldplay's X/Y CD and take a nice listen to track number 4. k? Awesome. </p><p>Lindsy and I hung out all afternoon. We went around to Walmart, and Michaels trying to figure out who has the best candy. Candy being raver talk for beads. :D HARD CANDY 3 is on this weekend, it's suppose to be fricken awesome, Candy Land is suppose to be the theme. I really wanna go. I haven't gone in so long. Hehe, it looks like Jim and Lindsy are really digging each other, it's cute, she talks about him a lot. So, we'll see what happens there. </p><p>It'd be neat if I could get him and her to go with me.. I think, I dunno. There'd be a lot to talk about. Do's and Don'ts. Even if I go and they don't,. there'd be a lot to talk about. I just don't want to screw up. &quot;there's only so  many strike 3s you can get&quot; I don't think love comes with strike outs. So.. there's more weight on the love dilemma. I just can't seem to get around it. Next time he's on, I'll ask. lol, I always catch him at bad times. I feel like.. I dunno, just in the way.</p><p> I'll sit and make candy tonight, guess that'll work. </p><p> </p><p><strong>&quot;passing through unconscious states, when I awoke and I was on the highway, highway... with your hands on my shoulders, a meaningless movement, a movie script ending&quot;-Death Cab for Cutie, Wicker Park Soundtrack..</strong></p></p>
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  <title><![CDATA[Just remember when a dream appears you belong to me....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... and I'll be so alone without you, maybe you'll be lonesome too...</strong> </p><p>This song is sweet. There's an older version, but I like this one by Lifehouse better. I listened to this song over and over again when I went to Peru and Brazil, summer of 2003. That's when I messed everything up the first time. It definently sucked. I felt so bad, I went out of my way to find computers with internet to write him. I regret what I did to this day, and would do anything to take it back. I dunno if I was ever really forgiven. </p><p>The second time.. it was my choice, again. I felt like I was giving and getting nothing in return. I felt deprived, so I went off, did my own thing, unsatisfied by it all in the end. I need to learn from my own mistakes sometimes. </p><p>I really did have to wait to come see them until the summer now that I have my car. I just.. I had to find someone who I could trust to cover for me. And I did, and everything is in place now. </p><p>So here's what's going on now. Haven't heard back about anything, which is driving me nuts. I dunno if something bad happened, or what. Of course, I'm probably over analyzing. Here's what I think: I'm being tested, because of past experiences. But I wouldn't know. 'cause there's no one to ask. And now I wonder if he just decided he doesn't like me anymore. Some things were made clear on the last little trip. </p><p>Here's how I feel: Ignored, Unwanted, Neglected, Unloved, Forgotten.. </p><p>I wish I could have something tangible that reassured me I'm none of the above. I mean, I think there's still a chance he loves me... but how would I know if he doesn't tell me?</p><p>I think I asked him the first time I went down.. something along the lines of &quot;still love me?&quot; but I don't remember if I asked, or just over contemplated asking and think I asked.</p><p>I have 3 pills right now, last night I just felt blah. I really wanted to roll, and just relax. But the more I thought about it, the more dumb the idea became. Rolling alone.. how depressing, that's e-tard area. </p><p>What I need to talk about with him next chance I get: What happens when I move? Love issue. Everything? </p><p>Even if I had heard back from them, I couldn't have come over tonight, I have a doctor's appointment for 8:30am tomorrow morning. Something is wrong, I feel it, and just.. my body isn't working right at the moment. I need something for anxiety. That's for sure. I'm going to ask for valium. </p><p>That's the other thing, what if something is wrong? Should I tell them? Yeah, but I worry about their reaction. </p><p>I just wish I could have some insight on how he feels about me. Not knowing breaks my heart. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[candy]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-15T11:07:48-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[When she walks she swings her arms instead of her hips]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/when_she_walks_she_swings_her_arms_instead_of_her_hips.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... <strong>whens he talks she moves her mouth instead of her lips...</strong> </p><p>Cake, classic band.</p><p>So I went to the doctor this morning. He has no idea what is wrong, so Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday I'm going to have to go to the lab for testing. Which means that next week the days I could see them would be maybe Wednesday, or Thursday. Maybe. Which means if next week doesn't work out, I have one more chance to see them... and now I'm wondering about saying goodbye. Maybe going down again isn't the best idea. </p><p>I really won't know until I talk to them again. What I want to say is this: </p><p>&quot;I love both of you to death, seeing you, and doing everything that we've done I'm going to cherrish for a long time. I really hope that there'll be more in store for us in the future. I'm never going to find anybody that can campare to either of you. I'd never bother looking 'cause I know it doesn't exist. More than anything... thanks for everything. I hope some of the feelings are mutual, and if we don't end up together, at least keep in touch, I don't want to fall out of touch ever again.&quot;</p><p>Or at least something along those lines. I don't desire anyone else, let alone anything vanilla. Vanilla is unsatisfying on every imaginable level. </p><p>It's been like, 3 days and I still haven't heard back. This just sucks. </p><p> </p><p>Okay, so now for a highlight. Finally. </p><p>HARD CANDY 3 is this Saturday! I really wanna go, so I figure the best way to deal is minimal food, lots of stuff to make me feel better, and yeah, hope. I've been making candy like nuts, I have 19 pieces, and I'm sure I can bum some from people. My favorite one has yellow and white beads, then a (dolphin)(heart)tuna2. Lmao, someone will kill  me about that one. I'm going to make another that says tuna(heart)(dolphin). I made one that has an (egg)head. :) And... (dog)bark... and stars, and fishies, and everything. Lindsy has 52 pieces of candy. Anyone else going? </p><p> </p><p> </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[fun]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[candy]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-18T03:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You got me lifted feeling so gifted...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/you_got_me_lifted_feeling_so_gifted.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... <strong>sugar sugar how you get so fly, sugar sugar how you get so fly?....</strong></p><p>Okay, so first, the rave. </p><p>HARD CANDY 3 was fucking incredible and soooooo PLUR. I cannot believe how big the venue was, and all the people. The capacity was 700, and everyone was so great. I saw so many people I've met from other raves and wow. The music was great. Nice Guys and Second Base played on the same night, how crazy? We managed to get Jenna to come. So driving over there was Jenna and Kevin in my car. It was cool, we just talked and listened to the Killers. MikeJ, my ex from 3 years ago tagged along, he drove his truck behind me though. That was cool. I rolled on just one e (blue wave) everyone else took 3, that's crazy. We all just hella chilled and kicked it. There was this older guy from Finland.. he was telling me I was gorgeous, and pretty, and beautiful... and would not leave leave me alone. The only good he did was buy me like, 4 bottles of water. Water=sweet. So we did that all night, stayed until 5am, even though it ended at 4am, Lindsy said Scooby invited us all to the after party that is like hardcore kandy kids only, but I was so tired, and so was Jenna and Mike that we had to say no. Scooby was like &quot;Noo, we'll take care of you, give you food, water, rest you up and get you going safely&quot; but I was ready to drive then and get going. Kevin ended up taking the train home. Lindsy left her wallet and cell phone and shit in Tyler's car, Kevin left his stuff in my car, so Lindsy is using Kevin's cell phone, lol. Wow. So I cleaned out  my car, found some goodies I have to give back. :( No big deal. Jenna and I went out to breakfast at Denny's after we dropped Lindsy off. She left most of her crap-beads, clothes, make-up-in my car. So, sweet. :/ Denny's was impressive, we ordered like this meal thing, Jenna ate the meat and eggs, we split the stuffed pancake, I had some hashbrowns, and we split seasoned fries. Damn that girl can put away food! lol, I was full in like, 10 bites. I started feeling sick though. So we got gas to make up for my missing gas, Jenna washed my wind shield and it no longer looks like a retarded kid did it. :D I dropped her off, came home and was like &quot;I'm siiiiiiick, I'm going to bed, ughhhhhh&quot; at 9:30, slept until 2:30, got up for a while, chatted, showered, ran to the store for celery, cheese and water, met up with Tyler and Tyler to get Lindsy and Jim's stuff, went home, ate, went to bed around 8, and got up at 12am. If I get caught for this rave, I will have NO FUCKING REGRET!!! The one thing that happened that was so un-PLUR was that a gang broke in, and was trying to rape girls' ass. They called the cops, the cops came and made them leave, I think they arrested a few, and wanted to search the venue for people on drugs. So a lot of guys were running around telling girls to stuck with guys they know, and everyone to take off their candy in case the cops searched. That killed my roll for like... half an hour. lol. They didn't search, so everything was okay. </p><p> </p><p>So, while I was up during the day I got to have a lovely chat with him. :) I guess their cable was down for a while, and they weren't avoiding/ignoring me which made me feel sooooo much better. He wished I had called last night and told him about the rave. It was like... 10 minutes from their place. I wish I had the courage to call, but I didn't know if I was being a pest. The entire time we talked all I could think about was how much I wanted his cock and wanted to snuggle up to him. I asked him &quot;What do we do when I move?&quot; and all he said was &quot;You'll be lonely without me&quot;, I agreed. And that's all we said. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[candy]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-19T02:07:04-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You're my angel, you're the only sunshine in my life....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/youre_my_angel_youre_the_only_sunshine_in_my_life.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>..... feels like heaven when you take me in your arms....</p><p>Kevin made me a techno mix, Kevin rocks hardc0re like that. Today was all right. I dropped off my samples at the lab, then I went and got some food. I haven't been hungry, but it's better if I eat and drink lots of healthy stuff considering I'm sick. Then I went and dropped of Lindsy's stuff, Jim showed up so I headed out to go babysit. Jesus H. Christ. The older one, Sarah was barely manageable. Carly was bored, so I kept throwing up suggestions, like.. teaching her cursive. And so we started a couple words, and Sarah just threw a BIG fit. Like, screaming, slamming doors &quot;Quit being mean! Don't teach her cursive, I don't want you to teach her cursive, you're mean!&quot; I offered to teach her cursive, but no, offered to play a game, no, offered to teach her cursive, no, offered to teach her code, no. Finally I was like &quot;Well, stay in your room until you chill off, you need to learn to compromise, not demand&quot; so.. 10 seconds later she agreed to learn code. So we did that, watched a little TV and they were good. Went and picked up film from the rave, the pictures kick ass hardc0re. :D I love them so much. Came home, got a Jamba Juice for dinner, then I headed over to Kevin's to give him his stuff and chill. His gf is sooo adorable. We ended up going to Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, way cool. We all like, creamed ourselves when we saw that the boat was a RED SEAHORSE!!! Then he goes on to talk about how chocolate releases EDORPHINES and we were fucking rolling in laughter. It was great. Of coruse, then I start feeling sick during the movie, so I dropped them off and sped home. </p><p>Apparently my father called the doctor to see if there was anything to do to make me feel better, and my doctor said that SALMONELLA is going around... which is funny.. because Coldstone recalled &quot;cake batter&quot; ice cream for breakouts of Salmonella in 4 states-none in California though. So I'm sitting here now thinking... &quot;fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck&quot; But Salmonella lasts 4-7 days, and I've been sick for over 2 weeks. So, major &quot;fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck&quot;. I dunno what's going on. I want to feel better.. now. My dad gave me stuff to stop it, but it just made me feel worse, and didn't get rid of it. Doctor said he'd have test results by Thursday. Blech. </p><br><p>Oh, email me at DailyDoseOIrish @ a o l. c o m for pics if you wanna see. ;)</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-19T05:07:11-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[For fun. ]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/for_fun.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Ir you've done any of the following, it's two points, post your score (taken from Starbucks)
1. Smoked?
2. Been Drunk as hell?
3. Screwed someone of the opposite sex?
4. Screwed someone of the same sex?
5. Shoplifted?
6. Lied?
7. Betrayed a friend?
8. Been to jail?
9. Smoked weed?
10. Done LSD?
11. Done any other illegal drug?y
12. Given oral sex?
13. Received oral sex?
14. Screwed something not of the human race?
15. Screwed something not alive?
16. Cheated on someone?
17. Used someone?
18. Paid someone for sex?
19. Been paid for sex?
20. Played strip p?oker?
21. Skipped school?
22. Skipped school to get high/drunk?
23. Danced naked?
24. Danced naked in public?
25. Flashed someone?
26. Mooned someone?
27. Kissed someone?
28. Kissed someone of the same sex?
29. Held hands?
30. Hugged someone?
31. French kissed?
32. Had sexual fantasies?
33. Had gay/lesbian fantasies?
34. Stolen money?
35. Stolen money from family?
36. Stolen drugs from family?
37. Been convicted of a crime?
38. Dated someone because you heard they were 'easy'?
39. Had someone date you because they thought you
were 'easy'?
40. Been called a whore?
41. Been called a bitch?
42. watched porn?
43. Taped porn?
44. Watched porn you taped?
45. Kissed someone in a moving vehicle?
46. Screwed someone in a moving vehicle
47. Used sex 'toys'?
48. Tried to kill yourself?
49. Tried to kill someone else?
50. Told someone you hated them?
51. Told someone you loved them and didn't mean it?
My score was 58 <3</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[cold]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[mario]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[hammock]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-21T01:07:07-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[6 am day after Christmas, I throw some clothes on in the dark...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/6_am_day_after_christmas_i_throw_some_clothes_on_in_the_dark.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... her mom and dad went down to Sharlon, for the moment we're alone....</strong> </p><br><p>So... haven't seen them in two weeks. I think they're mad or bored with me. Great. :\ I don't know what to do. </p><br><p>I feel so sick today, I dropped off my stuff at the lab, got some lunch at Chipotle and went home. I could barely eat half a taco, I just didn't feel very good at all. So I laid down on the couch and watched Dumbo. I love that movie. The part where he gets to go see his Mom, and the song they play.. made me cry. &quot;baby of mine, rest your head to my heart&quot; Dumbo pretty  much rocked. Jenna called me back, so I headed over to her house to show her the pictures from the rave. She kept 3 of them. Her and Garrett, hehe. Then we played Mario Kart whil I shivered, I was freezing in there. When I left, I got in my car and turned off the AC. I just enjoyed the burning heat, and it was like 101 today. I came home, put on sunscreen and laid in the hammock in the sun, eating otter pops. Then I went inside and laid down, started freezing again. My father came home, felt my head, went and bought a thermometer. I have a fever of 102.2. Which  means I feel miserable. I laid down for a while, but I woke up burning up. So I went downstairs and put frozen food all over me, trying to cool down. Took a cold shower, and still sweating. I need to drink more water, but it doesn't sit well on my stomach. Ugh. </p><br><p>I just wish I had someone to hold and comfort me while I feel sick.</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[rawr]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[throat]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[strep]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-21T05:07:16-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Eyes of a fallen angel...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/eyes_of_a_fallen_angel.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... eyes of a tragedy... </p><p> </p><p>&quot;3 Libras&quot; by A Perfect Circle is hardcore ownage, fo' sho'. </p><p>So, after struggling with chills and sweats all night, I got up. Then went back to bed, got up, called my dad to see if he called the doctor. I got an appointment for 1:30, went, and what do I have  now? Strep Throat. Wtf? How do I go from my digesting-ness being sick-still sick-to my throat? Well, fuck me. This just sucks.I can't even swallow anything. I had to crush up pills and put them in juice in order to swallow them. Picked up my prescription, and changed back into pajamas, I'm going to watch Constantine.</p><p>&quot;I wanna be your lover, but baby you can't behave&quot;</p><p>I messaged him today, and he kinda scolded me. How would I know he's at work? He works from home sometimes. Rawr. He did it in nicer way than usually, used &quot;hun&quot; like, three times. Better than usual. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[leaving]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[note]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-22T01:07:47-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And so it is.. just like you said it would be, life goes easy on me...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/and_so_it_is_just_like_you_said_it_would_be_life_goes_easy_on_me.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... most of the time.. and so it is, the shorter story, no love no glory, no hero in her sky... I can't take my eyes off of you.. I can't take my eyes off of you....</strong></p><p> </p><p>So during this day of resting and sleeping, I've had time to think. Here's my conclusion:</p><p><strong>He doesn't love me anymore.</strong> He treats me just like her, and last I checked he didn't love her. She calls him her room mate, not her boyfriend. Sure, I could outright ask him, but here are my obstacles: a) doesn't respond to emails, b)always has an away message up or not at the computer, c) doesn't answer the phone. I guess it's okay. I enjoyed the few times immensly, in general. Now that I've written down why I can't communicate with them, I feel extremely put off. </p><p> </p><p><strong>Options: </strong></p><p>Last time I changed screen names and sort of hid, didn't try to hard. What I could do is just delete them off my buddylist and change my password. Anyone that isn't on my buddy list can't send me IMs. I dunno, fuck. Why bother? Like my lack of presence will make some startling difference? I could talk to him, but what I see happening is him saying that all I was there for was to 'make up for lost time'. Which... hearing that would break my heart, if me going there was solely for him to get his amusement, I don't think I could hold back calling him something I'd regret later. </p><br /><p><strong>Resolution:</strong> </p><p>I could disappear, but should I leave an email or not? Or should I just wait until he notices and makes time to talk to me? I think the latter sounds best. </p><p> </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-22T02:07:08-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[They call her a sinner, they call her a killer...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/they_call_her_a_sinner_they_call_her_a_killer.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... they call her a whore....</strong></p><br /><p><strong>So here's what I did:</strong></p><p>I opted to just temporarily disappear, and wait until he's not too occupied with work and everything to notice. Then I'll tell him how I feel, and goodbye. Because by the time he notices, it'll be down to a couple days before I leave for the family reunion. I'll go do that, come home and sleep a last night at home, and drive up to Montana with my father the next day. And that'll be that. </p><br /><p>I guess saying goodbye won't be as hard to do as I thought. I'll miss him, don't get me wrong. I just think emotional attatchment kills me. </p><br /><br /></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-22T08:07:13-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[So you sailed away into a gray sky morning.... ]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/so_you_sailed_away_into_a_gray_sky_morning.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... and now I'm here to stay...</strong> </p><br><p>I couldn't do it. If I did just disappear, that would be out of spite. That's not like me. My alternative is just laying low, making myself scarce. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[degrassi]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[canada]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[army]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[montana]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[salvation]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-23T02:07:30-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Alone, listless, breakfast table in an otherwise empty room...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... young girl, violins, center of her own attention....</p><p> </p><p>I made a run to Salvation Army today, and that was sure interesting. The guy running the drop off was making small talk:</p><p>Guy: So... this your car?</p><p>Me: Yeah, taking it up to Montana with me. </p><p>Guy: Pimp Juice. Montana? That's hella hot.</p><p>Me: It's not hot, it's by Canada. </p><p>Guy: Canada is hot. </p><p>Me: Okay... Can I get a receipt?</p><p>Guy: Sure.. how old are you?</p><p>Me: Sixteen. </p><p>Guy: No way! Daaaaamn, I thought you were 20, 21 and could buy me alcohol, I'm sixteen too!</p><p>Me: Okay.. thanks, later.</p><p>Guy: See ya.</p><p>So.. he really said Pimp Juice, that was so... odd. He had most of his hair shaved off, except on top, and had a long pony tail - braided - to his butt. Ewww. Came home, just chilled out. I was waiting to see if someone wanted to hang out, so I started watching CSI on Spike, and they just play back to back episodes so much. Then I watched a new <strong>Degrassi &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3 </strong>which just made my week. One of the CSI episodes was based on BDSM stuff, that was... interesting. &gt;=) My brother Eric, the one I'm moving in with, he took a job managing a truck stop. Yeah, sounds pretty white trashy, but it's so not. My brother Eric is so an adventure guy. He rock climbs, ice climbs, kayaks. He rocks.Which means he'll be working Monday-Friday, and regular hours. Whereas at Applebee's, he works 5 days a week, usually on weekends, and some terribly long hours.So that's cool.</p><p>I thought a lot today after re-reading previous posts. I'm happy for experiences gained, despite feelings hurt. </p><p>&quot;Well that is that, this is this, you tell me what you want, I tell you what you get. You get away from, get away from me&quot;-Modest Mouse</p><p>k, going to go buy this CD tomorrow. </p><br><p> </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-23T02:07:02-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I did it, do you think I've gone too far?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... guilty as charged.... 

So here's what I forgot to put down yesterday. As some of my close friends know, I will race any one off the line at a stop light. Go figure, I love it, and I win a hellovalot more than I lose. Yesterday... I got my ass kicked. This guy-cute guy-in a huge truck pulled up next to me, I looked over, he looked over, I looked back at the light, he turned up his music and bass.. light turned green, I got off the line before he did, but he fucking hauled ass and beat me. :( So there. My ugly defeat. </p>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-23T11:07:28-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[So pardon me while I burst into flames....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/?entry=347711</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... I've had enough of the world....</strong></p><br><p>Hehe. Incubus owns. </p><p>So today was fairly fun. I got up, got dressed. My father called and asked what kind of samich I wanted, he brought me a samich. Then I went and bought two CDs from Dimlpes: Modest Mouse and Len. I thought about making a scrap book for Hard Candy 3, then I lacked motivation and looked at CDs in Target, I ended up getting the soundtrack to Garden State. I went over to Karleen's and we got Starbucks. Yum. Then we showed up at Bree's house to say hi. Finally Sydnie was down with her hair appointment and all that good stuff, so we met at a salon and got pedicures. I have a shiny teal base color, then a white flower with sparkly goldness, and an orange gem for the middle. It's purrrrrrrdy. Afterwards I dropped Karleen off at home and we hit up Denny's for some wholesome food with Sydnie, that was fun, we talked for like, hours. </p><p>I was so mad earlier though, I was backing out, and I have to back out of the garage at an angle because my dad and bro both have cars in the driveway. Anyways, I bumped my brother's car. I took of a little paint on mine, and that's about it. Fucker, one of them should park on the damn street.</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-24T07:07:49-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I just want you to know you're beautiful..... ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>.... I just want you to know that you are reeeealy special... </p><p> </p><p>Okay... sooo good news with a sour twist. </p><p>My father is leaving me home alone Tuesday, Tuesday night, Wednesday, Wednesday night. :-D HOLY FUCK. </p><p>What am I going to do? a)pack, b)clean c)sort are all things I have to do a little bit of at least. I'm excited. I'm not gonna have anyone over. Just with everything,  I don't want anything. Ya know? </p><p>So then I was thinking more today... since I will be in the basement... I can block out light really easy! Which is like, a raver's paradise. I'm so going to make a room that is roll friendly. :-D Score. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-25T12:07:27-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[It's almost like the hard times circle 'round...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... a couple drops and they all start coming down....</p><br><p>So today was good. With Tues/Weds to myself I keep thinking of stuff I wish was going to happen. And then I wanna crawl back and get into good graces with him. Technically not on his shit list, but still, ya know? Maybe I'll just mention it. I can't head over there, maybe they'll come down. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[er]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[babysitting]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[errands]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-25T06:07:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Been making a fool out of folks just like you...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... helping white people dance. I am medicine I am poison. I can help you or make you fall...</strong> </p><br><p>&quot;Alcohol&quot;-Brad Paisly, I recomend it. </p><br><p>So I babysat from 11-3 today, which means $20. It was suppose to be 10:30, but she changed it to 11:15. I didn't mind too terribly, I got to watch a kick ass episode of ER. I still have errands to run, well, one. I need to go return a couple things to a store. Woo, challenge. So haven't heard from him or her, surprise surprise. :( I can take a hint, but I'd rather be told. </p><br><p>k, going to go run my errand. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[car]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[sad]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[accident]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-27T03:07:11-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm use to being alone... ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... couldn't be much worse if I were gone, and in a way I am...... 

So... Tuesday started off all right... Lindsy came over, I got dressed and went out to lunch with her and Karleen. Then I headed over to see a couple friends close to SF and roll. So they're apartment parking is full, so I park over by a grocery store. They drop me off at my car later when it was time to head home... I look at my car, and my back right door is smashed in. :( Smashed. I couldn't fucking believe it. So I drove home, and now I'm here, pissed. I should've stayed home. This makes me so upset. My car isn't a piece of shit, it's a 2004 Honda Accord, the dealers car no less. You know, the car they have everyone ride in when you test drive? Yeah, great. Fucking a. :( 
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-27T03:07:29-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I can swim, but I wish I never learned....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... the water is too polluted with germs.... 
"Bad Fish"- Jack Johnson covering Sublime.

On another note... finally saw him online. His away message was up... then off.. and he didn't message me. I dunno if I expected him to for one it's now 12:52am. I guess he's indifferent about me. </p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-27T03:07:55-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[This made me giggle, snagged from phsbum ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><div class="subject"><div id="subject225">Two-Cow Explanation</div></div><div class="text"><font size="2"><p><strong>A CHRISTIAN DEMOCRAT: You have two cows. You keep one and give one to your neighbor.</strong></p><p><strong>A SOCIALIST: You have two cows. The government takes one and gives it to your neighbor.</strong></p><p><strong>A REPUBLICAN: You have two cows. Your neighbor has none. So what?</strong></p><p><strong>A DEMOCRAT: You have two cows. Your neighbor has none. You feel guilty for being so successful. You vote people into office who tax your cows, forcing you to sell one to raise money to pay the tax. The people you voted for then take the tax money and buy a cow and give it to your neighbor. You feel righteous.</strong></p><p><strong>A COMMUNIST: You have two cows. The government seizes both and provides you with milk.</strong></p><p><strong>A FASCIST: You have two cows. The government seizes both and sells you the milk. You join the underground and start a campaign of sabotage.</strong></p><p><strong>DEMOCRACY,AMERICAN STYLE: You have two cows. The government taxes you to the point you have to sell both to support a man in a foreign country who has only one cow, which was a gift from your government.</strong></p><p><strong>CAPITALISM,AMERICAN STYLE: You have two cows. You sell one, buy a bull, and build a herd of cows.</strong></p><p><strong>BUREAUCRACY,AMERICAN STYLE: You have two cows. The government takes them both, shoots one, milks the other, pays you for the milk, then pours the milk down the drain.</strong></p><p><strong>AN AMERICAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. You sell one, and force the other to produce the milk of four cows. You are surprised when the cow drops dead.</strong></p><p><strong>A FRENCH CORPORATION: You have two cows. You go on strike because you want three cows.</strong></p><p><strong>A JAPANESE CORPORATION: You have two cows. You redesign them so they are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and produce twenty time the milk.</strong></p><p><strong>A GERMAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. You reengineer them so they live for 100 years, eat once a month, and milk themselves.</strong></p><p><strong>AN ITALIAN CORPORATION: You have two cows but you don't know where they are. You break for lunch.</strong></p><p><strong>A RUSSIAN CORPORATION: You have cows. You count them and learn you have five cows. You count them again and learn you have 42 cows. You count them again and learn you have 12 cows. You stop counting cows and open another bottle of vodka.</strong></p><p><strong>A MEXICAN CORPORATION: You think you have two cows, but you don't know what a cow looks like. You take a nap.</strong></p><p><strong>A SWISS CORPORATION: You have 5000 cows, none of which belongs to you. You charge for storing them for others.</strong></p><p><strong>A BRAZILIAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. You enter into a partnership with an American corporation. Soon you have 1000 cows and the American corporation declares bankruptcy.</strong></p><p><strong>AN INDIAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. You worship them.</strong></p></font></div></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-27T11:07:12-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I wanna be your lover.....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... but baby you can't behave....</strong> </p><p> </p><p>So... got up today at noon, compulsively cleaned my bathroom. lol. Watched a little TV.. well, 8 mile. Not very exciting. Then Lindsy got me, and we went to the mall. I bought two earings, and two shirts. So then we got some dinner, and I called my sister to ask her if I should wait to tell my dad about the car until he comes back or to call him tonight. She said to call the cops and all this other stuff. So I just called my dad. He didn't answer, so I left a message. And now I'm sitting here watching &quot;A Midsummer's Night Rave&quot; with Lindsy. Fun. </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-28T01:07:26-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[If love was lovesick over me.... ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... that'd be all right... that'd be all right.. </p><br><p>So... rawr. He said hi, asked me to message him back when my movie was over, and I did. I got an automatic response, and I feel rejected. </p><p>I've been kinda sick and down today so I didn't go with her to some party in Rocklin. My dad still hasn't called back, so I dunno if he got the message, or he was okay and not too mad. </p><br><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[fucking]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-28T04:07:52-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And I'm gonna love you like nobody loves you....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/and_im_gonna_love_you_like_nobody_loves_you.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... and I'll earn your trust making memories of us....</p><br><p>HAHA, so I'm home alone, Lindsy is staying the night. I told her she could have her boyfriend over and they could fuck in my brother's room. Well.. she comes down looking for a condom, so I go up and get one.. and they're in my DAD'S room, lmao. I was like uhhhh... and so they moved the festivities to my brother's room. Lmao. </p><p>Right now, I want someone that loves me. Not someone that wants me to &quot;make up for lost time&quot;. </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-28T01:07:42-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Look for the girl with the broken smile....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... Ask her if she wants to stay a while....</strong></p><p> </p><p>K, well, mystery to my digesting misery for the last month was answered in a 9am call from my doctor. He was like &quot;oops, sorry for waking you&quot; then told me he got my test results. And I have... :: drum roll :: some fricken parasite. :( So he prescribed me something. Good timing though... this way my dad can't be too terribly mad at me about the car. Too mad. It's too early.</p><p>I see her online for the first time in...  weeks? Straight to an away message, grrr... They gave me a hard time about admitting to being bi.... but seriously, girls are too hard to deal with on a relationship basis to me. Seriously, with girls, it's almost all about the sex. </p><p>Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr... </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[car accident]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[frustrated]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[postal service]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[medicine]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[rawr]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[pearl jam]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[dent]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-28T06:07:06-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[But I can't take it so I run away and hide....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/but_i_cant_take_it_so_i_run_away_and_hide.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... and I may find in time that you were always right, you're always right.....</strong></p><p>Well, FUCK!</p><p>My dad didn't get my message about the car, so I told him, and he was pissed. Told him I have a parasite, and he wasn't too sympathetic. Then the pharmacy had to call around other pharmacies to see if anyone had the high dosage, no one does. So they have to double my pills so I can get rid of my little friend. Rawr. I feel so... terrible. And those of you that know me, know that I am a very happy-go-lucky person. And someone said to me today that I need to break the cycle, I guess it'd be the &quot;bad luck cycle&quot; any suggestions? </p><p>Right now, Postal Service is so owning. But I'm growing very fond of &quot;Nothingman&quot; by Pearl Jam. </p><p>Jeez I want a hug. </p><p>I saw him online, figured he was at work so I got no hi, and sent no hi. Therefore stuck here, again. ha. </p><p>&quot;smeared black ink, your palms are sweaty and I'm barely listening to last demands. I'm staring at the asphalt wondering what's buried underneath. Where I am... I'll wear my badge, vinyl sticker with big block letters adherant to my chest.. tells your new friends &quot;I am a visiter here, I am not permanent&quot;-Postal Service</p><p>Okay... that is what &quot;making up for lost time&quot; is. Temporary, nerve racking, and leaves me wondering about everything I thought I knew. </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[metallic]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[rob zombie]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[tin foil]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[antibiotics]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[devil's rejects]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-28T09:07:17-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[If they don't let us through the front....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/if_they_dont_let_us_through_the_front.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>.... we'll go come through the siiiiiiiide.... </p><br><p>So finally got my meds. &lt;3 Side effects? Of course. Anything I eat or drink, and my saliva will have a metallic taste. I'm just starting to notice it. I feel like I've been chewing on tin foil. So I take 750mg of something I can't pronounce 3x a day, on top of my 500mg of amoxicillian 3x a day for strep throat. Holy fuck. My father calmed down. He looked at the car and said that it looked like someone kicked it in or was pushed into it. He was better than I expected. Looks like Sydnie and I are gonna go see Devil's Rejects tonight. Rob Zombie is one interesting character, aye. </p><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <category><![CDATA[scared]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[im]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[sleeping]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[worms]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[attention whore]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-29T02:07:47-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm missing you...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/im_missing_you.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... and nobody knows it but me...</strong> </p><p>k, so I gave in a messaged her. I haven't 'cause I was scared she'd be like &quot;are your fingers broken?&quot; or something, I dunno what I expected, but she's been busy with legit stuff. She was nice, and it was okay. I sat there debating for a good part of the night. She asked if I was excited about moving, and I just wanted to say &quot;no, 'cause you guys aren't coming with&quot;. Just... rawr. And then I was bummed because when I finally decided I was a)over the parasite thing enough b)wanted to, and c)was brave enough to IM her, she was just getting ready to go to bed. So.. here's me pouting. The little bit of attention made me feel better. Kinda. But then she  mentioned sleeping, and I had the frightening revelation that the funny feeling in my stomach has been worms, and I can't sleep knowing that. :: shudder:: </p><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[movie]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[three doors down]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[body shop]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[napa]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[tahoe]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-29T03:07:30-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[In this world there's real and make-believe...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/in_this_world_theres_real_and_makebelieve.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... this seems real to me, you love me but you don't know who I am....</p><br><p>So easy day today. I didn't end up going to the movie with Sydnie last night, so we're going today. My father called the body shop and they wouldn't be able to look at it until Tuesday, or even do it until sometime the week after. At that time we'll be doing the family thing in Napa and Tahoe. And right after that I'm driving up to Montana. So it looks like I'll just get it done while I'm there. My last week here. Right now I'm really wishing maybe he'd make time to come down and see me. I can't really go over there for a night like I'd want to. :( Ya know? But then there's the whole thing where he doesn't want to just see me, which I understand it, just don't like it. 'cause it shouldn't be like a date or something, ya know? But I dunno, goodbyes are hard. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[horny]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[devil's rejects]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[boy george]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[vanilla sex]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-30T01:07:47-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I was trying when I met you...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_was_trying_when_i_met_you.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... now I'm trying to forget you....</strong></p><br><p>So yeah, Devil's Rejects was pretty unnerving, there was one or two scenes that made me cover my eyes. There's was definently some sexual dominance in there. So.. on top of being a little horny today, that made it worse. What makes it worse is there's no relief, or so it seems. Him being back in my life, but not in the dominant way he was before drives me nuts, that's another reason why I think he doesn't love me. Just so many things. I still haven't talked to him, just her. I don't ever want to go back to vanilla sex. It's worthless, and unsatisfying.</p><br><p>&quot;I want you to want me, I need you to need me, I love you to love me&quot;-Who is this, Boy George?</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[dildo]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[vampires]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[horny]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[banking]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[borders]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[masturbating]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[clit hood]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-30T08:07:45-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I put your picture away, I wonder where you been....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_put_your_picture_away_i_wonder_where_you_been.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... I can't look at you while I'm lying next to him....</p><br><p>Okay, so bastards at the pharmacy didn't tell me about other side effects. The one I discovered this morning was dark urine. I try to drink a lot of water, and this freaked me out, so I looked up the meds online to see if I should worry, but it's a common side effect. Rawr. I went to Wells Fargo and opened up a new account since Montana doesn't have Bank of America, my dad put $500 in it, shweeeeeet. &lt;3 Then we went to Dos Coyotes, who has shitty tacos. I just picked at the chicken. Then we went to Borders to get books. Well, Borders has combined the Horror section with Mystery/Thriller/Suspense. I don't want to comb through all that just to find a crummy vampire novel. Rawr. I'll have to start looking up books before I go to Borders now. Grrrrr... I dun wanna! </p><p>I became especially horny suddenly this afternoon.... so I got out just a regular non-vibrating toy. That wasn't quite doing it so I decided to be creative. I have a couch in my room... so I straddled the couch-with the toy-and grinded, and I came soooo fast that it hurt. Then I came again, then I laid down on the bed and came another time, and now my legs are like, shaking, and I'm content. I am so happy that I have my clit hood pierced. It totally makes grinding feel a million times better. I still want to get a new barbell for it. Right now I still have the gold curved barbell in. I don't want to risk picking a metal I'll be allergic to. That'd suck. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-31T03:07:29-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Such a strange combination of a woman and a child....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/such_a_strange_combination_of_a_woman_and_a_child.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>.... such a strange situation stopping every hundred miles calling Baton Rouge....</p><br><p>Garth Brooks ownz.</p><p>I'm hating meds right now. I was so naseous for the most part of the afternoon/evening. I just took the night dose, so far so good. Could be worse. </p><p>I want to write him an email, asking him to find me when he has time to talk. But I'm scared to. Scared of his rejection, scared of an email read and not responded to. That drives me nuts. I always thought I was worried about things with him, it's not that I'm worried, I'm scared of fucking it up. </p><p>Tempted to buy the new Beck album. </p><br></p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/ill_keep_you_my_dirty_little_secret.mws</guid>
  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-31T06:07:50-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'll keep you my dirty little secret.... ]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/ill_keep_you_my_dirty_little_secret.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... don't tell anyone or you'll just be another request... </p><p> </p><p>I woke up at 6:40, wide awake. I migrated from my couch to the bed and laid there for a looong time. Then I think about him, and I can't sleep. I have such a hard time pushing everything out of my head. Eventually I fell back asleep. I had a crazy dream. I married Shawn. Like, it was a detailed wedding before and after. I remember the flowers the most. They were red, white and some yellow. It was pretty cool. </p><p>Then I got up, went out to lunch with my father, did a grocery run, then we took my brother's car out to the airport. Got home. Everytime I start up my computer it has connection issues for a little bit. And so I decided to message him, and I keep getting kicked off, but I got a hi back. rawr. Rejection: 1 Elle: 0</p><p>Grrrrrrrr &lt;3</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[scared]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[country]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[automatic response]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-01T02:08:24-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Why can't I breath whenever I think about you?]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/why_cant_i_breath_whenever_i_think_about_you.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... why can't I speak whenever I talk about you?....</strong></p><br><p>So... last night I couldn't sleep, so I was up until 3am-ish. Saw him online, gave in and said hi. He said he had the flu, and that was it. I told him I missed him, only to get a automatic response back. Grrrrrrrrrr. So at least I said it. I'm so scared of him sometimes.</p><br><p>&quot;It's just so hard to hold on to what is never around, he oughta know that by now&quot;- anyone know the artist? It's a country song. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[moving]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[montana]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[errands]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[cingular]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-01T06:08:08-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[2am and I'm still awake writing a song...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/2am_and_im_still_awake_writing_a_song.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... if I get it all down on paper it's no longer inside of me threatening the life it belongs....</strong> </p><br><p>So... I got up. Jordan didn't call me like he said he would. He was gonna come with me to run errands. Boo on him. So I went to GBHS to ask them to send me transcript, but I had to provide an addressed, and stamped envelope. So I ran over to Cingular to see what to do about my cell phone since there is really shitty reception where I'm moving. He said the best thing to do would be to just cancel the line for $150. So I guess we'll do that. Then I deposited my $10 check from babysitting, I have $412 in my bank account-Score! Went back to GBHS so they can send me transcripts to PHS in Montana. Now I'm chilling at home, I reeeeeeeeeaaaalllllyyy need to be packing. I need to like, haul ass. So someone, motivate me! Someone who lives close to Livingston messaged me, I don't even live there and I'm already getting myself in trouble. But guess what? I'm legal in Montana. :) </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[cried]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[shower]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[talked]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[dent]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-01T11:08:26-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[If anything could be this good again...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/if_anything_could_be_this_good_again.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... the only thing I ever ask of you is not to stop when I say you win.....</strong><br /></p><p>So... we talked again. Not about anything in particular, he told me to visit soon, and we talked about the dent in my car. Jesus, I'm bursting with all these questions; I don't even know if I want to know the answer. He had to go, wanted to lay down since he's still sick. I went to take a shower and just cried. I'm just so scared about moving right now, what is going to happen? If I'm going to be lonely without him, what is he without me? Moving is going to break my heart. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[grocery store]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[fruit]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[voltaire]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[ripe]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[nectarines]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-02T01:08:45-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Years go by and everythings maybe...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/years_go_by_and_everythings_maybe.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... and all that you believe drowns in a sea of grey....</strong></p><br><p>So on another note, when you go to the grocery store to buy Nectarines, buy the hardest ones you can find. Forget about them in the fridge for a week or so, then rediscover them at the perfect ripeness. :D </p><br><p>I &lt;3 Voltaire. Very angsty music, perfect pick-me-up sometimes. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[vibrator]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[masturbate]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[highlighter]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-02T02:08:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[So tonight I hope that I will do just fine....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/so_tonight_i_hope_that_i_will_do_just_fine.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... and I don't see how you could ever be anything but mine....</strong> </p><br><p>Last night I sat and debated emailing him again. Instead I just shut off my computer for the night and masturbated. lol. And it wasn't just one orgasm, it was like 6, I was on a roll. The &quot;highlighter&quot; (vibrator he gave me, I thought he was pulling a highlighter out of a secret spot, but it wasn't a highlighter! It was a neon yellow clit tickler) definently came in handy once my hands starting to get tired. LoL He'd slap me if he knew I still called it that, but I can't help it, such an innocent name. And I fell asleep so fast. No anxiety thinking about him, or her, or anything, Just slept. :D</p><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[dildo]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[friend]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[nap]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[packing]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-03T01:08:02-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[They say everything man goes black in his heart....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/they_say_everything_man_goes_black_in_his_heart.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... they say everybody steals somebody's heart away....</strong></p><br><p>Sooooo... I made GREAT progress in packing my room today. Who to thank? Eddie. Yeah, Eddie. We went out to lunch, and he came over, sat on my couch, read magazines and watched Closer. He was like &quot;Elle, do a corner and it'll be easier&quot; so I did a corner, and he was right, then I did another corner, and another. The funny thing is that the entire time he was over, I had accidentally left my dildo out on the sink after I washed it, and he didn't notice-thank god- that would've been awkward.  Now I'm doing pretty good. I dropped him off at home later. </p><p>Then my father came home, I thought tonight we were going out with his boss, but apparently not. So we went out (without Jon, he has to work 10 hour days, haha) which was cool. Then I came home, kinda chilled, and got nauseous, so I took a nap. Woke up. Now I'm just kinda chilling here. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[mall]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[lingere]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[luggage]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[uncut penis]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-03T11:08:48-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I just can't look, it's killing me...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_just_cant_look_its_killing_me.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... and taking control.. jealousy turning saints into the sea... </strong></p><br><p>Today was not so productive. I got up around 11am, eventually took a shower and went downstairs to find a piece of paper taped to the banister. It was a list of what my father, my brother, and I need to accomplish in the next 3 days. Okay.. so I go to the kitchen, and there it is again! Wow. So apparently my father is serious about this list. What did I end up doing today? I went to the mall, bought three bras. It was buy 2 get one free. Gotta love Vanity Faire. &lt;3 Then I looked at luggage. I didn't see much at Macy's, but I saw some I liked at the luggage store. Came home, worked on my desk/corner area ,tried to get that taken care of, lacked a lot of motivation. Lindsy came over for a little bit, then went home. She wasn't much help with me trying to pack. So then my father got home, and we went to Costco to look at luggage, they sucked, so we went back to the mall and got the ones I had my eye one. We got a BIG roller bag, a small roller bag, a handbag or something, and I got a new sexy green backpack. I really dig the backpack, it's secksy. Ughh.. I feel so unproductive. </p><p>Tomorrow this friend is coming down to say goodbye, and he seems pretty hellbent on fucking me. But I don't want to. He was all like &quot;Yeah, and maybe I'll get us a place&quot; Oh, fun. How about just taking me shopping? :P Besides, he's uncut, which is gross. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[early]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[cotton]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[tampons]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[josh gracin]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[sand toys]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-04T10:08:58-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And how my world would fall to pieces...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/and_how_my_world_would_fall_to_pieces.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... if I tossed your love away....</strong> </p><br><p>Fuuuuuck, I woke up at 7am. I started thinking about all the things I have to do today, then I gave myself heartburn and couldn't go back to sleep. Jesus. lol. So I'm up, wide eyed and (shaved) bushy tailed. ;) I get to go buy beach toys for Wyatt and Cole. &lt;3 I love them to death. Wyatt has so much of my Mom in him. And then I'm suppose to look at Beach umbrellas, beach blankets, and :: thinks:: oh, all the &quot;personal items&quot; I need for Montana. I ought to make a list before I go. Also, I'm going to put everything I'm wearing right now in my suitcase, get it out of the way. Blech. Overwhelmed. </p><br><p><strong>Not boy friend: k? :</strong> So girls, all of us use tampons, c'mon, fess up, best thing ever, saves our asses-or pussies :P- in not period friendly situations. :) But how are tampons made? From a RAYON cotton blend that is soaked in either bleach or chlorine. Rayon is naturally unhealthy, so why is it used? It may seem like a small thing, but you should reeaallly buy organic tampons, they're 100% cotton. 100% cotton=good k. :) Done. </p><br><p>&quot;So why don't you stay with me, share all your secrets tonight. We can make-believe that morning sun will never rise, come and lay your head on this big brass head. And we'll be all right as long as you stay with me&quot;-Josh Gracin, what a fox. &lt;3</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-08-04T08:08:35-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Tells your new friends.. "I am a visiter here, I am not permanant",,,]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/tells_your_new_friends_i_am_a_visiter_here_i_am_not_permanant.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>....and the only thing keeping me dry....

So I'm better on days I don't talk to him, or see him online. I think about him, and everything... but without the panic. Not so much panic, but worry. He seems so apathetic about me moving.. it just bothers me so much. And here I am, writing everything down so I can analyze it, and over analyze it, along with everything else.
Apathetic... that's what he is to me. Ouch. So I was there just so he could get his good use of me after time and effort he put in me over the last two years. I put in my time and effort... but I feel less satisfied. 
He's the only guy that EVER made me not feel good enough. I was always trying to earn it, and I never did, so now I leave California. </p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[money]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[moving]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[wal mart]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[masturbating]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[sand toys]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-04T11:08:46-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Someone ran away with her innocence...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/someone_ran_away_with_her_innocence.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... a memory she can't get out of her head....</strong> </p><p>Big and Rich &lt;3</p><p>So today, I got up at 7am, went to meet the guy ,and he didn't fucking show up. So I went home, and got lunch with Jenna. Then we went to find sand toys for my nephew, couldn't find them. Not at Target, not at Wal-mart. What the fuck? lol. So then I came home, did some more cleaning, ended up masturbating with the <font color="#ccff00"><strong>highlighter</strong></font> again. Yes, the vibrator not only has a name, but a bold font and color to go with. Then tonight my father's boss wanted to come over to say good-bye to me. They brought a gift-Score! A candle, and two $25 Visa Cash cards. I made sure to wear my favorite low cut top. He gave me a feel-up hug when he got here, and feel-up hug when he left-perv. He paid me $40 to get his mail for a week. lol. He's got $$$$. </p><p>I made decent progress, need to get more done, more more more more more, always more to do. I need to go fold clothes, now, k, bye. </p><br><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[drugs]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[dukes of hazzard]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[ex bf]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-06T03:08:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[We came together, fell apart....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... we broke each other's hearts, remember when?....</p><p> </p><p>Today. Well, fuck, what can I say? Today I got up at 8am to work on my room, did good, lots of progress. I left to go to the store to get Instant Mac and Cheese and tampons.... and there are like 5 cop cars outside of the house of this kid that goes to my school. I come back and there's a few more cars. Then my brother Chris and father get back from the airport. We head out to lunch and there are more cops there. Eat at Daphne's, come back, and the guy is in handcuffs and they are towing his car. Crazy. Must be drugs or some shit. Anyways. No one called me today. Not one friend called. My last night here  and no one fucking called. Oh wait, someone did. My ex, and that's all. He and I went to a movie and hung out tonight. It was nice, he's sweet. We saw Dukes of Hazzard, I liked it.</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[burn]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[six flags]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[napa]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[marine world]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-08-11T04:08:18-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[A rare occassion when you call me on the phone....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... it's like a holiday I celebrate alone... Remember every detail when you spoke, the way my name dragged across your throat.... </strong></p><br><p>k. So Napa first:</p><p>We got there, waited for everyone to arrive. Did a little bit of shopping. Wyatt and Cole-my nephews-totally rock. Monday we had the memorial for my Great Aunt and Uncle. The wind was blowing, and it was cooooold. Then it warmed up, we ate and went back to the motel. My brother Eric, his girlfriend Tara and I all went to Marine World, I got burnt despite repeted applications of sunscreen. Then we went to Tahoe the following day. </p><p>Tahoe: What a rip off. Poor food service. Then I babysat my nephew Wyatt, we watched Soccer on the spanish channel. lol Then we spent a day on the beach,  chilled in the shade with my nephew Cole and everyone else. Fairly uneventful. </p><br><p>So blah, I'm still sick! I finished all my meds Sunday, but it's still there. So I went to the Doctor today and they ordered lab tests. But I'm driving up to Montana TOMORROW. So I dropped off my samples and stuff. Hopefully they will figure out what is going on. The nurse was like &quot;The antibiotics might have triggered something&quot; I was like &quot;Okay... what?&quot;. lol. No response. So grrrrrrrrrr. &lt;3 I get to sleep in a motel tonight, again. I can't believe none of my friends have called. None. What is up with that? Seriously? I guess they aren't quite the friends I thought them to be, but what did I expect? I've moved before, it happens. </p><br><p>So I still haven't talked to him or her, or had any emails from or to them. Kinda disappointing. Kinda very. I ought to ask him up front about everything. Next time I catch him online-in a good mood- I'll ask. </p><br><p><strong>&quot;Well you don't want me, and I should've known. My heart can't seem to let you go... You're not so special, you're not even close, you mean the least but you take the most&quot;-Jamie Wyatt</strong></p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-08-19T05:08:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I wish I could just make you turn around....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_wish_i_could_just_make_you_turn_around.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... turn around and see me cry.....</strong></p><br><p>Jeez. I made it to Livingston Montana all right. The car ride was long, but at least I got to drive some of the way. To keep my dad from talking I bought sunflower seeds at every gas stop. That kept him occupied. The house is interesting. Lots of exposed wires, and heating. My room is in the basement which rocks. When we got there my father bought me and my brother a memory foam mattress top. Sweet. &lt;3 I've been watching lots of movies, playing with the dogs, checking out Bozeman and exploring in generally. Not much to do without cable and interenet. I can't even hook up my laptop because the outlets are only for two prongs. No where to plug my powerbar in downstairs. But upstairs is all right. The dogs are awesome, warming up to me. </p><p>As for being sick. It's kinda going away. I still feel it sometime, but the rest of the time I'm okay. I think I'm gonna see an herbalist or something. &lt;3 Who knows. Anyways, I'm at the library, how cool. Write me lots of emails. &lt;3 <a href="mailto:three_libras_apc@hotmail.com">three_libras_apc@hotmail.com</a> Or leave lots of messages... or just look at porn. <a href="http://www.goregasm.com">www.goregasm.com</a> </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-08-20T03:08:26-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm burning corners off of your pictures...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/im_burning_corners_off_of_your_pictures.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... it helps me forget any memories of you....</strong></p><br><p>So yesterday I had written him an email, but he just read it and replied nothing. I'm 800 miles away, why do I care? I hate saying this, but I need some sort of closure or something. :\ Rawr. I think I'll send him an email with exactly what I think. Maybe then he'll say something. I just want him to like... let me go. I dunno. :\ </p><p>Not much is going on here. just chilling. No cable, no internet, the library is quite nice. :) </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-08-24T07:08:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[High up above or down below....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/high_up_above_or_down_below.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... when you're too in love to let it go....</p><p>I keep thinking about him/them, and it's driving me crazy. I go over things he's said to me, done to me, and it drives me nuts. Grrrrr.... </p><p>So.. today I painted my room. Silver, like, metallic silver, it looks pretty sexy. I'm going to put padding and suede over the wood and make it even sexier. The suede is this nice crimson color, very rich. Not much else is going on here. </p><p>I took my car to get it checked out and appraised. It's going to cost $1200. Eeeeeek.... so the guy and I started talking, and me being sort of lonely started flirting. And before I left he called me cute. On the short drive home he called and was like &quot;I'm sorry, that was so out of line. You probably think I'm a pervert and won't come back&quot; I just laughed and was like &quot;Ummm.. okay, but I was flattered that you called me cute&quot;. They will get the part friday and start Monday I think. I want to go up to Kalispell/Lakeside and maybe see a couple of friends or something, who knows. :) </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[bored]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[drugs]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[montana]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-25T02:08:27-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And I could write a song a hundred miles long...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/and_i_could_write_a_song_a_hundred_miles_long.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>...I belong to you... </p><p>So nothing too exciting has happened. I put a third coat of paint on my wall and started my ceiling only to discover that I have run out of paint. So I have to go back to Bozeman and pick up another $30 gallon of silver paint, get some more stuff for my padded wall, and that's about it. </p><p>I talked to Kristin, who goes to Park, and works with my brother's girlfriend. She seems pretty nice, she talks super fast though. I kinda wanna go shopping some more, but I probably shouldn't. I'm gonna take some money out of my account so I can see how much money there is in there. </p><p>Wait, something kinda cool did happen! I called Brett. He sounds different and he said I sound different.. then he laughed and was like &quot;Well, I guess puberty does that&quot; I was like 'wow, dork'. So then we talked about something we seem to have very much in common: drugs. He was saying he has a connection is Kalispell that goes all over the place, so maybe I'll get something from him. I'm not too keen on talking to someone new. I wanna go to Lakeside this weekend and maybe hang out with Amanda or something. I have no idea. </p><p>Anyways. Still sort of bored</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[alcohol]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[friends]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[internship]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[shots]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-27T02:08:09-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Here I am spitting in the mirror 'cause it's all that I know how to do....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/here_i_am_spitting_in_the_mirror_cause_its_all_that_i_know_how_to_do.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... I'm burning corners off of your pictures it helps me forget any memories of you.....</p><p>I have my schedual. I'm taking Chemistry, US History, Earth Science, Fashion Fabrics, Poetry, Word&amp;Powerpoint, and I'm doing a career internship. I signed up for the Hospital, nursing home and child care. I dunno where I'll be. I don't even know where the hospital or nursing home is. </p><p>Last night Tara and I went out with some friends of hers from work, and they were all doing shots and were ordering me ones. and I was like &quot;what?&quot; Tara had them take it away, lol. They drank soooo much it was funny. I'm gonna call and try to get an appointment with a doctor monday. That should be good. I need to get my birth control refilled. </p><p>I got in touch with Amanda. :) Hehe, she drives a 2000 Ford Escort, sleeps in Kalispell most of the time, and seems pretty cool still. Next weekend I'm gonna try to get up to Lakeside. </p><p>I still think about him/them, grrrr... My feelings are hurt and I just want someone to make them better. Ya know? Not like it's going to happen, but still. I need to get school supplies soon. We need the internet at home. Rawr.</p><p>Hmmm.... what else has happened... not much. I got my paints and stuff in the mail. I was pretty psyched for those, I missed them. I  need to get some canvases and stuff. I decided that either for my birthday or Christmas I want an Airbrush thing. :) Like, a real one with air compression and stuff. :) </p><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[school]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[piercing]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[clockwork orange]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[auto shop]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[new earing]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-30T05:08:12-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Distance means nothing to me.... ]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/distance_means_nothing_to_me.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... it only makes me want to see you.. longer....</p><p>Ooooh... my god... So I took my car in to the body shop today - finally. The part came and all that good stuff. The guy called me to tell me, and was like &quot;Are you bored, want some company?&quot; Same guy who apologized for calling me cute. lol. Long story short... I'm satisfied for the next couple days at least. :D</p><p>I got brave and took out my piercing for the first time, ever. It was fuuun. So then I went and bought new rings for it, absolutely gorgeous. School starts... hmm... tomorrow!! I'm super stoked. Although I don't have my car for the next few days. :( Bummer. I went and got school supplies, some stuff to hang in my locker so I can be cool.. and that's about it. </p><p>Today it rained a lot, and it was cool out. Now that the clouds have cleared up a little I can see snow on the mountains, absolutley gorgeous. :) </p><p>What else has happened.... I watched Clockwork Orange! And I love that movie, officiallly. :) hehe. .... What else what else... mmmmm... had fun with the auto shop guy... I'm so terrible. lol. He's married. :X But shhhhhhhhhhhh....</p><br><p>&quot;</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[nurse]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[cna]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[lockers]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-02T07:09:43-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Well that is that and this is this you tell me what you saw want....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... and I'll tell you get.. you get AWAY from ME, you get away from me....</strong></p><p>School started. First time I've ever eaten alone and it sucked. :( So... the first day was super long and stressful. The lockers.. are dumb. You don't need your last number, and some lockers open when you kick them. Thursday went better, talked to a few more people, and Friday I had my car so I left for lunch. Chemistry and US History are the only classes I'm really concerned about, the rest are sort of... ehhhh....</p><p>And dude, with the Career Internship... I can get my CNA (Certified Nurses Assistant), how sweet is that? I go for 7th period and that's about it.</p><p>This weekend Eric and Tara are going to Spokane to see Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers... I wasn't invited.. so I stay home and watch the dogs. I dunno what I'm gonna do, but I need something to do, soon. &lt;3</p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-04T04:09:44-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[So goodnight, goodnight...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>...you're embarassing me you're embarrassing you.....</p><p>So I've figured out how to connect my cell phone to my laptop to the internet, go me. :) That's about all that has happened. I watched movies with the dogs last night and they slept on my bed. </p><p>I had a dream about him. It was just early in the morning, and Lindsy and I had gone to a rave. We stopped at some place to eat breakfast, sat at the counter, and Lindsy whispers at me that a couple of people are staring at me. And it's them. I can tell he doesn't know if it's me or not. Then I woke up. Grrrrr... need to stop thinking about him/them. </p><p>Btw, call my cell and it plays Hot Hot Heats &quot;Goodnight, Good night&quot; instead of ringing. :D How sweet is that?</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[cna]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[hotel rwanda]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[wicker park]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-05T11:09:57-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[The district sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... send the autos swerving into the lonliest evening....</strong> </p><p>So today was boring. I went to Bozeman, again. I picked up some stuff for Tara, bought some school supplies went and looked and eisles and airbrushes at Michael's. Came home, played with the dogs, then we went and got a bite to eat and a movie. We rented Wicker Park and Hotel Rwanda. I loved Wicker Park, I have the soundtrack. Did all my homework this weekend like a good girl. :) Not much else has happened. Tomorrow is Tuesday, I spend one day in Study Hall I think, then I'm off to start my CNA. :D I hope. I better. It's amazing how becoming qualified to change bed pans makes me proud. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[school]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[montana]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[gardiner]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-10T12:09:19-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[How, how I wish you were here....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/how_how_i_wish_you_were_here.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... we're just two lost souls swimming in a fishbowl, year after year.....</p><p>So this week went decent. I got a 108/114 on the states and capitols test, fairly easy. Then I went to the doctor's on Wedsday. They drew blood out of both my arms, that means I got two Dum Dums, and they took a &quot;speciman&quot;. The doctor called back today, I'm testing positive for the parasite, but that doesn't mean I have it because sometimes people test positive for months afterwards. Tuesday I'll get more tests from Billings back. I'm just so bummed. At least I have a permanant bathroom pass. Not much else has happened this week. At lunch today I ate with three football players. Apparently Park loses most of it's games.  :( Boohoo. Annnd.. my career internship doesn't start till next week it looks like.  Earth science is super boring, Poetry is easy, Fashion Design is easy, and so is Word and Powerpoint. I was amazed to see how well I do in W&amp;PP, I think it's because it seems more like an art to me.</p><p>Tonight I went to Gardiner to meet up with this guy.. what a waste of time. He couldn't keep it up. So I put on my clothes and left. Drove the 53 miles back home, and got some dinner. My brother was like &quot;yeah, well, if you drink just give me a call&quot; Sweet.</p><p>:: yawns:: I'm so tired, but I dun wanna sleep.</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[grocery store]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[chat]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[pink floyd]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[boring day today]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-11T04:09:57-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Am I loud and clear or am I breaking up?]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/am_i_loud_and_clear_or_am_i_breaking_up.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>.... am I still your charm or am I just bad luck.... </p><p>Soo...boring ass day. Last night I cruised the chatrooms for a little while. Met a couple people that live close by. Pretty cool. I got up, chilled, went to the grocery store, did some laundry for Eric and Tara, and that's about it.. lol. I moved my chair and floormat into my room, finally. Annnd.. yeah. I feel pretty lazy today. I burned a CD for my US History teacher. Pink Floyd's &quot;Wish you Were Here&quot; 'cause it pretty much rocks and he asked if I wouldn't mind. He said he'd pay me, lol. </p><p>I was looking up stuff that CNAs do last night... and one of the things listed was post mortom, but nothing else afterwards. I think I could handle that. </p><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[poem]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[green day]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-12T12:09:36-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Summer has come and passed the innocent can never last...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>... Wake me up when September ends...

Why do I tormant myself remembering him? Tonight was the first night where I had the heart ache pang in a long time. I just wish I had someone new and wonderful. In general I'm just scared of him. He can say one sentence and it can just shatter me. I hate that he has that kind of power. Every day I see the mark, and I regret ever letting it happen, I was sober too. We had a poetry assignment this week, I tend to get inspired by him, and write semi-angsty stuff to him. 

No title

What is it I think about you?
Cigarettes wine and victoria too
Sleeping 8 to 10 to get home by noon
You made me feel I couldn't leave too soon
 
Cigarettes wine and Victoria too
All my problems, and cares I wish you knew
Sleeping 8 to 10 to get home by noon
Being there was like visiting the moon
 
All my problems and cares I wish you knew
You made me feel there was nothing I could do
Being there was like visiting the moon    
Brilliant at first, with a dark side too
 
You made me feel there was nothing I could do
My unrelenting love you did abuse
Brilliant at first, with a dark side too
Now you're my painful muse to abuse
 
My unrelenting love you did abuse
But I'm weary now and know you're one to lose
Now you're my painful muse to use
And trust me this muse will be misused.

I read it aloud in class, felt pretty intense. I just want to turn all the bad, and negativity I have towards him into something tangible I can get rid of.
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[doctor]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[groceries]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[specialist]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-14T12:09:35-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She wants someone to call her angel....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... someone to put the light back in her life.....</strong></p><p>Today I got all  my test results back. Nothing. No pathogens-at all. So after the clinic gave me the run around for an hour I finally schedualed an appointment for tomorrow with a specialist. I was getting really frustrated on the phone with my dad, he was like &quot;I know this has to be frustrating for you.. &quot; and after we hung up I just started crying. This health problem is affecting everything in my life. And because my brother made the appointment (they called him because he is listed as my contact) it is in the afternoon when I have my career internship. So hopefully I can just go there after school and stuff, that'd be okay. Not too much has happened.</p><p>OH! But last night! I ran into the guy from the auto body shop that I fucked at the grocery store! Haha, he was buying detergent and dinner. And I was buying VitaminWater. So we talked, and I have this big ugly zit under my nose. lol. :( He asked how I was liking my car, and I said &quot;I'm liking it&quot; and he was like &quot;just liking it?&quot; and I said &quot;yeah&quot;. So then I picked the wrong line. It was the handicapped line, not then 10 or less line, both have a big sign, didn't pay enough attention to it. I came up with so many good things I could've said after I left... IE &quot;Give me a call next time you need something signed&quot;.  Or something like that. Yum. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[bright eyes]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[pyro girl]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[bpa]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-17T12:09:35-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[If you walk away I'll walk away.. first tell  me which road you will take.... ]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/if_you_walk_away_ill_walk_away_first_tell_me_which_road_you_will_take.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... I don't want to risk our paths crossing someday... So you walk that way, I'll walk this way.......</strong></p><p>School this week was good. Didn't really do much, struggling with the metric system, but that's all. I have a few people to talk to during the day which is better. I'm thinking about joing BPA - Buisness People of America. They usually go to nationals which is in Orlando Florida. So far I think the medicine is working fine. What else...  My dad  is in Seattle this weekend to visit with family and family friends, he seemed happy to be doing that-good for him. I went to Bozeman with this chick named Jesse-wow, what a head case. She seemed normal, maybe a little mopey... but then I noticed little things, like black scabs all over her arms and stuff. I asked her what they were and she was like &quot;I like to set myself on fire&quot; and I was like &quot;uhhh... okaaaay then... &quot; I bought the Bright Eyes CD and a belt that says &quot;You have to be this tall to ride this ride&quot;. So.. yeah, rather boring week. I hung out with this guy named Mikey that works at the Kum &amp; Go. He was pretty cool. But damn, he has two dirty front teeth-can't stand that. </p><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-22T12:09:11-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And when smile be sure to smile wide. And don't let them know that they have won]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>....and when you walk, walk with pride, don't show the hurt inside because the pain will soon be gone....

So.... today was hospital orientation. It went from 8-12. She let us go at 11:30 because half of us missed our lunch break. It was pretty cool. We got to see newborn baby twins. 7 lbs 10 oz and 7lbs 8oz, Woah, talk about a full belly. Then we took a bit of a tour, and then we went and got some TB tests done for free. :)So then I headed back to school, went to 5th period, picked out a sewing pattern for class, then in Word and PP we worked on making memos. Then I went to the CI, and the guy in charge was a deuchebag today. He lost one of my papers, and then he made me grab some packet I already had. Went home after the rally, kinda just chilled. Had a headache because of the TB test.
Waited around for Mikey, but I guess he had to work, talked to him later today. I'll go see him tomorrow after school at work. Was gonna say I was going to the bonfire and hang out with him instead. 
After Aaron, I have this intense fear of guys playing head games with me. I ran into that for the first time tonight. I had to take a moment for myself and think. And I hate thinking about it. All of it. 
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-25T11:09:03-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Hey Momma, I wanna scream so loud for you....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/hey_momma_i_wanna_scream_so_loud_for_you.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>... 'cause I'm so proud of you and let me tell you what I'm about to do... 


So.... I weasled my way out of chopping wood this weekend - score! And it is 10 days until my birthday. I will be 17, can you believe it? It feels surreal. I'm not ready to be 17, but I'm ready for 18. 17 has a another whole syllable in it. :( And I'm not gonna have a party. I don't really know enough people. Blah. 
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[purse]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[license]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[debit card]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[totally fucked over]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-30T07:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Just shoot me. ]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/just_shoot_me.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So this morning I took my backpack and purse out to my car - or so I though. I must have dropped my purse because it's not anywhere to be found. So this afternoon I had to cancel my debit cards, request a new CA license so I can surrender it to MT to get a new license. So, fuck. All I did was cry. I'm so mad at myself. I feel like such an idiot. </p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[purse]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[birthday]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[october 5]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[9 cock fuck]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-01T10:10:03-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[The stars will cry the blackest tears tonight....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/the_stars_will_cry_the_blackest_tears_tonight.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.....this is the moment that I live for, I can smell the ocean air....</strong> </p><p>So... Elle is a dumbass. lol. My purse had blended into the a blanket on the couch, which got rolled up and put away when my brother's gf put it away. I knew I wasn't oblivious enough to lose it!</p><p>Muhahaha.</p><p>Wednesday is my birthday. 4 days. Hehe. </p><br><p>I've decided I want a guy with a nice 9&quot; cock that lives here, and wants to fuck all the time. I want him to love eating me out and making me cum, and I want him to love getting head. And... I'm horny. Rawr. </p><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[wal-mart]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[blanket]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-02T11:10:14-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[That's all you'll ever hear me say...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/thats_all_youll_ever_hear_me_say.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... how I pictured me with you... </strong></p><br><p>So... today I went to Bozeman to get an Electric Blanket. Target didn't have them, so I had to go to the dreaded Wal-mart. It was packed, and took forever to find a blanket. Then I bought some yarn, then I got a CD player, it's baby plue, Sony, pretty sweet looking, then I found a pair of socks that were really cute, then I checked out. Finally.</p><p>I was knitting and flipping through the TV channels, looking for something decent to watch/listen to. And I saw Speak. Speak was this book I read back in 8th grade. It was about a girl that got raped at a party, called the cops, but panicked and left. Lots of people got in trouble and she lost all her friends. So then it was Freshman year, she's an outcast, and her former best friend is dating the guy that raped her. All the while she is drawing all these trees in art, and when she's cleaning out her closet/cubby, the guy comes in, tries to rape her, and the girls field hockey team hears her and kicks his ass. I really liked the movie, and a lot of the stuff was almost exactly how I pictured it in my head. And.. the guy got his. </p><p>I wanna write a poem. Maybe I'll post it later. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-02T11:10:11-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA["Purple Circle, Purple Scar"]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/purple_circle_purple_scar.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><div>I hate cigarrettes. </div><div></div><div><strong>Purple circle, purple scar</strong></div><div><strong>A sadist? that you are</strong></div><div><strong>Cigarette smoke chokes the air</strong></div><div><strong>Ash and amber singe the hair</strong></div><div><strong></strong> </div><div><strong>Past the flesh, past the bone</strong></div><div><strong>Skinned my heart and left alone</strong></div><div><strong>Purple circle, purple scar</strong></div><div><strong>reminder of who you are</strong></div><div><strong></strong> </div><div><strong>It burned, it ached, swelled with pain</strong></div><div><strong>Crisscross band aid fix me again</strong></div><div><strong>Left it on for days, hoping to take away</strong></div><div><strong>Purple circle, purple scar, purple pain.</strong></div><div><strong></strong> </div><div><strong>Everyday I see it there</strong></div><div><strong>Staring  back from the mirror</strong></div><div><strong>Cover it with conceiler</strong></div><div><strong>Purple circle, Purple scar</strong></div></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[happy]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[birthday]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[excited]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[17]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-05T07:10:52-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[No matter what I do, all I think about you...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/no_matter_what_i_do_all_i_think_about_you.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... even when I'm with my boo, I'm crazy about you.....</strong></p><br><p>Happy birthday to.... ME! Im excited. I got flowers delivered to me at school from my brother and his girlfriend, and then wehn I got home I had flowers from Zvi. :D Hehe. Waiting for Tara to get home to head into Bozeman and go out to dinner. And yeah. :D</p><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-06T11:10:05-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You can't fight tears that ain't coming...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/you_cant_fight_tears_that_aint_coming.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... and the moment of truth in your lies....</strong></p><br><p>Today was good. Yesterday was good. Wanna know why it was good? Shawn. &lt;3 He makes me melt. I don't think I've ever had an ill feeling for him. I wrote like, 2 pages about him in my writing journal. And yeah, he makes me melt. </p><p>This weekend I'm home alone - Sweet. I'm so fucking horny, I need cock, or pussy, or both. I want to cum and cum and make someone else cum. I really want a 9&quot; cock. lol. Grrrr... &lt;3</p><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-08T12:10:21-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Is there a trace inside her face...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/is_there_a_trace_inside_her_face.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... of a lonely miracle....</strong> </p><br><p>So last night I went out with Mikey. It was suppose to be dinner and a movie, but I didn't really feel like a movie. So he bought me dinner, and we walked around the mall. He bought me a cute lacey shirt I picked out for my birthday, then we drove back to Livingston ,and that's about it. Not really my type. But it was fun. </p><br><p>Friday I accidentally blurted out to my brother's gf that I'm not a virgin - big oooops. But it's not that big of a deal, my dad knows, my brother doesn't know though. I don't really want him to know. lol. </p><br><p>But I'm home alone this weekend! Sweet! Sexcapades updates later. </p><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[date]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[older brother]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[kick his ass]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-09T01:10:47-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Gahhh]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/gahhh.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>So the story about me going out with Mikey Friday night has spread from Eric to Cortney, to Brian. Omg, the thrills of a large family. </p><p>So I get a call from Brian, asking about it, telling me he doesn't want to hear about some guy trying to take advantage of me, etc. And that he worries about me and they'll kick their ass. </p><p>And I just wanted to cry. Cry hard. Because all I could think about is where was he when I was 8?9?10? I mean, I know B said he was sorry, and I think he meant it, and I forgive him, but where was Brian when I was younger? I mean, I just started to cry, and now I'm shaking. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[blood]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[fallopian tubes]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-10T08:10:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[2 am and she calls because I'm still awake....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/2_am_and_she_calls_because_im_still_awake.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... &quot;can you help me unravel my latest mistake, I don't love him, winter just wasn't my season&quot;.....</strong></p><br><p>So.. today was all right. Chemistry is boring, US History consisted of notes, Poetry was just discussing Walt Whitman's nakedness, Earth Science was boooooring, Fashion design consisted of pasting, Word and Powerpoint was just some dumb video... and then there was my career internship. &gt;:) </p><p>Internship: Today I was put in the lab. First I went with Bob who showed me the blood bank and explained some blood stuff to me. Then I watched him draw blood from some guy who had bad veins. I was then passed off to another chick who showed me microscope stuff, and pietry dish stuff. I saw a gonarreah one, pretty boring, there were other weird things that were cooler. Then I spotted the biohazard container and asked to see what was inside. So she opened it up and it was... a UTERUS and its matching FALLOPIAN TUBES. How crazy? Just in a little baggy with some liquid. It was crazy. If you put your thumb and index fingers into a triangle, it was barely that size. And baby fits in it? Madness. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-13T10:10:52-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Hear them singing happy birthday...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/hear_them_singing_happy_birthday.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>.... better think about the wish I make.... </p><p>So Lindsy flew in. :) We went out to lunch, got some ice cream, and came back in time to go to the BPA meeting. Then we shared my bed, which was tough, because it is a full, with a serious sink hole in the middle. Not comfy, I did not sleep, and she kicks, rawr.</p><p>So then this morning, we got up, and went to school, Chemistry and History I had to take a test. Third period Lindsy pretty much slept on my shoulder, then lunch was okay, Earth Science was boring, Fashion Design was a test, and W&amp;P  was just a resume thing. Then my internship was in Plant Operations which was downstairs, boring, and lasted like half an hour. So we went to Pickle Barrel, got some ice cream, then went back to the house. Went from there to Albertsons to pick up some groceries, and then to UPS to mail Cole's package, and then we sat and talked to Tara forever, then dinner, then I took a shower, and now I'm here. </p><p>&lt;3 </p><p>Rawr. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[alcohol]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[degrassi]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[horseback riding]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[mike's hard lemonade]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-16T12:10:46-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I can tell you what I like, you can tell me what you like...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_can_tell_you_what_i_like_you_can_tell_me_what_you_like.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... it ain't no thing to book you a flight....</strong></p><p>Soo.. got up at 7am, headed to Big Sky to go horseback riding. Went to a place called Jake's Horses Inc. and it was pretty sweet. But my ass hurts like hell, not my ass, but high up on my thighs where my butt bone is. Then Lindsy and I went to Fudruckers - becasue we were starved after 4 hours on a horse. Then yeah, headed home and I took a looooong nap. Woke up, watched Degrassi, then we ordered some chinese. Watched Aladdin, and drank Mike's Hard Lemonade - yum, 3 bottles later I'm hella buzzed. :D Rawr. &lt;3</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[drama]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-17T10:10:51-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Coin operated boy with a pretty coin operated voice...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/coin_operated_boy_with_a_pretty_coin_operated_voice.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... saying that he loves me, that he's thinking of me, straight to the point....</strong></p><br><p>Omg, Lindsy - christ. </p><p>So earlier this week she asked how she was gonna get to the airport, and I asked her if it would be okay if my brother took her - she said yes. Then this afternoon she was like &quot;Well, my flight doesn't leave until 8, blah blah blah&quot; I told her I have school, and that she'd be fine, if not she can take a cab. Then she was like &quot;Oh, okay, whatever... &quot; Then in the car she was like &quot;yeah, I'm over the airport thing&quot; So I'm doing homework, watching CSI with Lindsy, and my brother comes home from work, heads downstairs to ask me if he was still taking Lindsy to the airport, I said yeah, he goes back upstairs, and Lindsy throws a fit. &quot;Elle, why can't you take me? You only have to get up an hour earlier for school, it'll be just like granite bay, you're being selfish, I can't wait two hours in the airport, I'll be bored. I can't do my homework in the airport, there'll be people around me. I can't sleep on an airplane&quot; Well, shit, she's being selfish too. Besides, 2 hours, BIG FUCKING DEAL. She's telling me she took a week out of her life to see me, and complains I can't take an hour out of mine, hello, she doesn';t go to school ,and on top of that, she can relax, I have shit to do in school. So then - totally agitated by now- I told her &quot;Fuck, fine, whatever, I'll take you&quot; and went to my room to finish my homework. Then she threw my shoes in my room and stomped upstairs. By now she is probably starving because she acts all helpless. Ugh, fucking a. Tomorrow morning she'll be all hungry, and I'll be like &quot;I ate before I left&quot;</p><br><p>Okay, so soemone I've been talking to a while is a TOTAL dueschebag, we were putting together a gangbang ,and he gave me the sn of one of his friends, well it was jsut him on another screen name pretending to be a tranny. What a fucking loser. Prior to that, he got all worked up because I didn't want to masturbate on cam because I was on my period - hmmm... idiot. </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-17T10:10:14-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Wanna hear the most annoying sound in the world?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Dude, the blonde guy from Dumb and Dumber killed himself. He slit his throat in an open field, how crazy is that. I wonder how Jim Carrey feels about this. Look it up under <a href="http://www.cnn.com">www.cnn.com</a> on &quot;Former SNL Star Commits Suicide&quot; or something like that.</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <category><![CDATA[four day weekend]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-19T04:10:24-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Can't you see it's not me you're dying for....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... now she's feeling more alone, than she ever has before.... </strong></p><br><p>Rawr, so a four and a half day weekend. Got out at noon today, and have Thursday, Friday, along with the weekend off. And Eric is out of town in Spokane for work. So.... sweet, not sure what I want to do, but I'm horny. So you know what that'll mean. :D More details to follow. Tara wants me to sweep, yuck, but I think we're going out to dinner tonight with Brandy. </p><br></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-19T05:10:41-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[As I was watching Strong Medicine....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>It occured to me that it had been 3 weeks since I started my medicine, and I'm not really all that netter. If I don't take the Imodium everyday. Tara and my dad both think I shouldn't be doing that, so I called and got an appointment for Friday at 11am. My doctor hella hits on me, and he's cute, so I'm gonna wear a low cut shirt. Hehe. &gt;=) </p><p>Side note: Harold and Kumar go to White Castle pretty much owns. </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-20T11:10:50-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Snagged from divyneactress..... ]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/snagged_from_divyneactress.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... gracias... ;)</p><br><p>20 years ago....</p><p>1. I think my birth mother was 17, using drugs, and not preggers with me.</p><p>2. My parents had a foster kid. </p><p>3. Star Wars took over my 4 brother's lives. </p><br><p>10 years ago....</p><p>1. I was in second grade - I think.</p><p>2. I won the &quot;Most comical pumpkin&quot; in a pumkin decorating contest, got my picture in the paper. </p><p>3. I started to have my first crush on a boy named Ashton Biggs, haha. </p><br><p>5 years ago...</p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[me]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-20T11:10:51-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Snagged from divyneactress.....  ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... gracias... ;)</strong></p><br /><p><strong>20 years ago....</strong></p><p>1. I think my birth mother was 17, using drugs, and not preggers with me.</p><p>2. My parents had a foster kid. </p><p>3. Star Wars took over my 4 brother's lives. </p><br /><p><strong>10 years ago....</strong></p><p>1. I was in second grade - I think.</p><p>2. I won the &quot;Most comical pumpkin&quot; in a pumkin decorating contest, got my picture in the paper. </p><p>3. I started to have my first crush on a boy named Ashton Biggs, haha. </p><br /><p><strong>5 years ago...</strong></p><p>1. I had just moved out of my small town in Montana to Raleigh, NC. </p><p>2. For the first time I was un-popular. </p><p>3. My Mom was diagnosed with cancer.</p><br><p><strong>3 years ago....</strong></p><p>1. My Mom died.</p><p>2. I lost my virginity to my first kiss/first boyfriend/first everything. </p><p>3. I dared to cut my hair hella short ,and it looked good. </p><br><p><strong>1 year ago....</strong></p><p>1. I started growing my hair out again. </p><p>2. I started driving!</p><p>3. I started being friends with Lindsy - she passed  her stoner stage. </p><br><p><strong>Yesterday...</strong></p><p>1. I got out at noon - sweet. </p><p>2. Watched a very interesting presentation on Cassini-Hyugen ( Mission to Saturn ) </p><p>3. Talked to Brett. Which was awkward - but interesting, he sent me a pic of his penis... which didn't freak/upset me this time.</p><br><p><strong>Today...</strong></p><p>1. I want to get fucked, I am soooo horny, no school. :D</p><p>2. I had a cinnamon roll I baked for breakfast.</p><p>3. Isabella was barking like mad to another dog, they were talking, so that woke me up.</p><br><p><strong>Tomorrow....</strong></p><p>1. I have a doctor's appointment at 11am, no school.</p><p>2. It's friday, and I wanna fuck. </p><p>3. I'm gonna wear a sexy lowcut top, haha. </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-21T10:10:41-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You look like an angel, walk like an angel, talk like an angel....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... you're the devil in disguise.... </strong></p><p><strong>Elvis rocks, yo.</strong> </p><br /><p>Sooo yesterday I was bored, so I gave a few people a ring - and AJ called back first. He was like &quot;So... you wanna come over&quot; I told him yeah, and he said to call when I get to Belgrade for directions. I get to his place, and his dog - named Trails.. lol - was sniffing me up, smelled Izzy, Berlin, AND Brooklyn. He was teasing me about how his room is a lot cleaner than mine, and I lied and told him mine was spotless, and I even vaccumed today. LMAO So then we go to his room, and he flat out says &quot;Take your clothes off, now&quot; So I was smart and said &quot;No, come make me&quot; So after ravenously stripping me down, he gets me onto the bed, and starts to eat me out, licking my piercing - and what's beneath. ;) I'm starting to get close, and he stops, tells me to lay on my stomach, and he ties me up. Out of nowhere comes rope, and he ties a damn fine knot. He gets on top of me and says &quot;I don't want you to move anywhere, got it slut? You should feel lucky I let you come here for my enjoymen, right slut&quot; And I answered like a good girl, of course. :D So.. very worked up by now, and he starts fingering me, playing with my pussy, a little with my ass. So I'm totally worked up,and he starts getting a little more intense, trying to put whatever he put in my pussy into my ass... and that wasn't gonna work, so I had to say no, and get it across. :( But I wanted to do anal, it felt so good with just a finger and playing with my pussy, and clit, omg. Then he got his belt and put it around my neck, just tight enough to cut off a little air, make it hard to breath, and he put his body right against mine, fingering my pussy and holding me, while my pussy spasmed with my struggle to get more air. Then he started fucking me, and choking me with his hands... and omg, he has strong hands, and he does it so it doesn't hurt. By this time I had to suck his cock, I was so worked up, and I begged him, he finally let me, so I sucked him, gagged on his cock, and came all over my tits. Then he showed me what he used to fuck me pussy, the end of a hammer, which was like.. kinda hot. Then we wiped down with a towel, finished untying me, and went to the living room because he wanted to show me his kite surfing video, and I drove home, legs.. body shaking, mmm.</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[elvis]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[ibs]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[ciliac disease]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-21T10:10:07-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[It's now or never... come hold me tight...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/its_now_or_never_come_hold_me_tight.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... whisper my darling &quot;be mine tonight&quot; tomorrow will be too late, it's now or never my love won't wait....</strong></p><p>Ha, gotta love the Elvis Rocks! station on AOL radio. </p><p>So my doctor's appointment flat out sucked. Because I still can't go off the meds, he ordered some blood tests and some sample tests. Testing for Ciliac Disease... which means I'm allergic to anything with wheat in it. Which is everything from noodles, to bread, to breaded anything, to pretty much what I eat most of the time. I don't eat much meat. If it isn't CD, then it's IBS. Which sucks, because the treatments are just stress reduction, therepy, and stuff like that. The only thing positive that could come out of this would be valium. I'd love to have valium. </p><p>So, on top of that, I got the wrong snow tires, I didn't get ones with studs, we were gonna go fix it tomorrow, and my brother told my dad, who chewed me out for it. Well, shit, I fucking assumed snow tires came with studs. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-23T12:10:29-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Love me tender, love me sweet, never let me go....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/love_me_tender_love_me_sweet_never_let_me_go.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... you have my life complete, and I'll love you so....</strong></p><p>Jeez, Elvis - he's really starting to invade my life. </p><br><p>So got out, went to Bozeman to meet Eric and Tara at Firestone tires, and he said the car would be done by the end of the day, 5:30 or so, and it was 11:30 when I dropped it off. So we went to Applebee's, Came-A-Part (Kmart) a few pawn shops, then we picked up their truck and went to the mall. Walked around for a while, I got some fabric at Joanns for a project in Fashion Design. E and T were looking at rings, so I went to Victoria's Secret. Where I discovered these sexy panties. They are low rise, cover half my bum, and they're sparkly. So I got hot pink and light pink, they were down to a small in black, so I got a different black one that has criss crosses all down the butt. Regular $14, got 3 for $25. :D So.. sweet. They're hot. I put them on with sweats over, went upstairs to the full length mirror, pulled down my sweats and checked myself out. Hawt. ;) </p><p>So then my car was finally done at 6:30ish, left by 6:40. And just, damn. It took so long, and it was so miserable. Rawr. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <category><![CDATA[world series]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-23T12:10:06-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[A teenage bride with a baby inside getting high off information...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/a_teenage_bride_with_a_baby_inside_getting_high_off_information.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... buy me a star on the boulavard it's Californiacation....</strong> </p><br><p>Soo.... not that I'm not into sports, I'm just out of touch since no one talks about it here. Is the World Series going on? And who's in?</p><br><p>E and T went somewhere with the dogs - which is all right, I slept until 10:15am! Considering yesterday sucked bad, I think I'll take a shower, get dressed, and then go get all the stuff I need for my chemistry project. Hehe. I need to clean my room too. So.. shower. Priority - because showers rock, and we have a detatchable shower head.</p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-23T03:10:07-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[k, Tease pic! ]]></title>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-23T11:10:39-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She comes on like a crippled plaything....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/she_comes_on_like_a_crippled_plaything.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... spine is just a string...</strong> </p><p> </p><p>So... today I did my chemistry project, and learned how to past photos thanks to <a class="msuser" href="http://causticveracity.mindsay.com/">causticveracity</a>. ;) So... if you like those tell me, and I'll add you so you can see better ones - keep in mind I'm 17, and cute. :D </p><br /><p>So... Tara (brother's gf) and I are creepily interlinked, her brother and I went to Sugar and Spice together (christian pre-school) and he was the kid that exposed himself that my friends and I made fun of. lol. Creepy. Guess who else she knows? None other than the notorius Brett. How strange is that? I messaged him telling him I had a question, so hopefully I can ask before I go to bed tonight. </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-24T11:10:10-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/my_eyes_feel_like_theyre_gonna_bleed.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... right up and bulging out my skull....</strong></p><br><p>So... anyone know who died today? Rosa Parks. Ain't that a bitch. She outlived her kid by 40some years.</p><p>Today was good. </p><p>Chemistry- watched presentations </p><p>US History- reviewed for Revolutionary War Test</p><p>Poetry- Discussed two poems</p><p>Earth Science- Notes</p><p>Fashion Designed- threaded machines and did our bobbins</p><p>Word and Powerpoint: Worked on my resume/cover letter/ reference page</p><p>Internship: Went to marketing at the hospital, which was basically their public relations chick who was pretty nice.</p><br><p>Then Chelsea came over to get help with studying for the US History test. Her mom said she'd pay me to help her out with US history. I told her to get the money and keep it for herself. She said she'll keep half and give half to me. She seems hella nice - we should start doing stuff.  </p><p>I ought to go study - rawr.</p><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[dog]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-25T11:10:06-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[So tonight I hope I'll do just fine...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/so_tonight_i_hope_ill_do_just_fine.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... and I don't see how you could ever be anything but mine....</strong> </p><p>Sooo... yeah, lets do the runthrough : </p><p>Chemistry: Presented the project with Eli, he was messing with me, and was like &quot;Yeah, I didn't do the paper... didn't feel like it.. study hall is after lunch.. and I dropped some acid&quot; then I figured it out and wasn't worried. </p><p>US History: Took the test - got a 92/100 - studying paid off.</p><p>Poetry: Hell if I know, I sat on the couch.</p><p>Earth Science: Boring as ever, freshman wouldn't stop talking so she assigned homework, which meant I had to check out a book. </p><p>Fashion Designed: Sewed on paper, without thread - to practice. </p><p>Word and Power Point: Worked on my resumed, cover letter, and references.</p><p>Internship: Went to physical therepy, which could have been awkward - this guy I talk to on yahoo works there, he didn't see me, but I'm pretty sure I saw him - haha. </p><p>Came home and started watching this movie called Human Trafficking - too bad they didn't release this like, 6 months ago when I was doing my final for World History - human trafficking was my world problem, it was a fun subject to do ... and we pretty much blew everyone away. Tara came home and she watched it with me. So from 5pm - 9pm I sat and watched a movie on TV - nuts. Finished the homework from Earth Science, and did the vocab. :: big yawn:: </p><p>Tara is says that I can get a dog - and I'm seriously thinking about it. I want a mid sized dog, but it'd be better if I got it during the summer or something. She said they'd take care of it during my freshman year when I have to live in the dorms. Tempting - very tempting. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-26T12:10:31-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I love attention - I'm an attention whore.]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_love_attention_im_an_attention_whore.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>&lt;center&gt;My angst tastes like...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;<a href="http://rachel.dovienya.net/orange.jpg">http://rachel.dovienya.net/orange.jpg</a>&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;orange&quot;&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Orange&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;<a href="http://rachel.dovienya.net/index.html">http://rachel.dovienya.net/index.html&quot;&gt;&lt;font</a> size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;Find your angst's flavor&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[candy]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[internship]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[cell]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[oops]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[starburst]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[$300]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-26T11:10:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[It's all right to tell  me what you ythink about me....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/its_all_right_to_tell_me_what_you_ythink_about_me.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... I won't try to argue or hold it against you.....</p><p>Rawr - rundown again - </p><p>Chemistry- notes, slightly boring.</p><p>US History- Part 6 of the liberty video, jeez, finally, each part is an hour or so long. </p><p>Poetry- went outside and did triggering. </p><p>Earth Science- new seats, she put me next to Emily, a freshman that adores me, then notes.</p><p>Fashion Designed- Sewed on fabric pieces</p><p>Word and Power Point- Final touches on Resume, cover letter, and references. I got sooo sick, I almost went home, but it ended up to be okay.</p><p>Internship- It was pre- and post-op, but the lady didn't really know how the program worked, wouldn't let me go with her to see patients, and I sat in the lobby. </p><br><p>Came home, Brian was tearing tial up from the doorway- they put tile over hardwood! I went to the store and got stuff for Gumbo, and he made gumbo for dinner. Somehow my phone bill went to $300, so my dad chewed me out for that, switched my plan to 2,000 minutes instead of 900, before my plan was 1,100 - which worked well. I felt bad, but he's always an ass about it. I told him to tell Cortney not to call me during the week anymore. :( I talk to her almost everyday, for about an hour- you know how it goes, she's my sister. I did my US History homework. Good Elle. ;) </p><p>I still haven't my test results back - they must be negative, he said he was gonna mail me a letter with my test results. What an odd doc. </p><p>Annnnnd... if anyone was curious, my favorite candy is... <font color="#cc0033">S</font><font color="#99ff33">T</font><font color="#ffff00">A</font><font color="#66ffcc">R</font><font color="#ff99ff">B</font><font color="#9933ff">U</font><font color="#ffcc00">R</font>S<font color="#66ff00">T</font> ... regular or tropical.</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[yummy]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[phone call]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[call back]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[special phone call]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-27T06:10:10-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And I may hate myself in the morning....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/and_i_may_hate_myself_in_the_morning.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... but I'm gonna love you tonight...</strong> </p><br><p>So today was slightly interesting, after school I checked my phone - and what did I have? A text from Mikey (Kum&amp;Go) who I haven't talked to since the day after my birthday (Oct 6), he got a cell phone, and wanted to call me, I called him back and we spoke briefly. Annnd... I had a missed call from Dalen (body shop guy), there was a voicemail, but it was just clicking. God - he's yummy. I haven't talked to him since I ran into him at the grocery store a little while ago. I dunno if I should call him back though. I thought about just an email... but I dunno. Eeeek &lt;3 I'll email him, hopefully they all have the same email - I didn't save his card, maybe I can find it - mmmmmmmm. </p><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[horny]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[call back]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[did call back]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[hit it]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[hit that]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-27T06:10:58-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[But I got this notion that the motion of your ocean means small craft advisory ]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/but_i_got_this_notion_that_the_motion_of_your_ocean_means_small_craft_advisory.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>....so if I capsize on your thighs high tide B-5 you sunk my battleship ....</strong></p><br><p>So.... I just called. First some guy answered, and I told him I wanted to speak with Dalen, he asked for my name. Then he handed the phone to him, and he went back into his office... and I said &quot;hey, I got a missed call from you, thought I'd give you a call back... &quot; and he was like &quot;Yeah, I called... I wanna hit it again&quot; I just about giggled.</p><p>Me: Oh yeah? Sounds good.</p><p>D: Yeah, has it been a while for you? </p><p>Me : Long enough, you?</p><p>D: Yeah, it's been a while. </p><p>Me: Bummer. </p><p>D: I wasn't very good last time, was I?</p><p>Me: No.. it had been so long it felt so good. </p><p>D: I didn't last long. </p><p>Me: I've had worse, but I have a brother here until Tuesday..</p><p>D: So I'll give you a call Tuesday. </p><p>Me: Perfect. I'll talk to you then.</p><p>D: Talk to you later.</p><p>Me: Bye. </p><br><p>Mmmmmmmm.... homewrecker status renewed. </p><br></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[piercing]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-27T11:10:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Just for contacts  ]]></title>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[dog]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[tests]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[test results]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[ibs]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[therepy]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-28T09:10:17-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Tell me am I right  to think that there could be nothing better...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/?entry=347799</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>.... than making you my bride and slowly growing old together....</p><p> </p><p>So.. during my lunch I called my doctor's office today during lunch, and I got my test results - negative. Which is a good thing, but not very helpful. She told me the doctor said that if I wanted to see a dietician, that I should make a follow up appointment and he would set that up. I'm not like, ugly fat, I'm curvy, but it would hurt to lose a few pounds. </p><p>After that, I had to take a bus a 1/4 of a mile to the fairgrounds because BPA was serving at a banquet, and I'm apart of BPA. So I got out of 4th and 5th period. We had to eat there, and the food was hella nasty. We served - did all that good stuff and headed back. I had Word and Power Point, and my internship. </p><p>So I came home, and called my dad. He's at loss for what  I should do. He said Mayo Clinic first, and then said to go see the dietician. Then he read up about IBS and told me what I knew. He tries, but he isn't very helpful. On the way to drop off my resume, I called Cortney, and she told me she though IBS was a shit answer. </p><p>So then I met up with Tara, she had just dropped the dogs off - they got out and got sprayed with a skunk, and rolled in something foul. lol. Chelsea called me today - she got an 80% on her US History test, opposed to the 40% and below she was getting prior to me tutoring her. Her parents were really happy, and she was too. </p><p>So... as I reflect about what to do, I don't think that the therepy route is the way for me to go. It requires a lot of emotionally effort that I don't think I have - not now anyways. And there's too much I want to say, that can't be said, that I need to get out. You know?</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[joke]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[smooth]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[dumb joke]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-29T12:10:23-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Am I more than you bargained for?]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/am_i_more_than_you_bargained_for.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... I've been dying to tell you everything...</strong></p><br /><p>So I was teasing my brother Brian, who is visiting, at dinner about his use of a napkin. He didn't use one, he used a white wash cloth. </p><p>Me: Nice... rag. </p><p>B: Why, yes it is. </p><p>Me: It's not as a cool as a paper towel.</p><p>B: Why?</p><p>Me: Well, it can't. ... nevermind</p><p>T: (E's gf) Can't what? </p><p>Me: Can't pass the bounty test, you know, rinse and reuse, but it can, so nevermind, I lost that one.</p><br /><p>Haha, smoothe. On another note - I'm on my period on Tuesday when Dalen is gonna &quot;hit it&quot; again, lol. He'll settle for head. </p><br /><p>On another 'nother note - I am in pain, my lower abdomen sucks.</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[thongs]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-29T02:10:48-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Waiting, watching the clock it's 4 o clock it's got to stop]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/waiting_watching_the_clock_its_4_o_clock_its_got_to_stop.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... tell him, take no more, she practices her speach as he opens the door, pretends to sleep as he looks her over.... she lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a betterman.... </p><p>I love this song. I love Pearl Jam. &lt;3</p><br /><p>So here's my big complaint today - to go to the shower, or bathroom, or anything to eat or drink I must go out the back door, to the front door, and to get back to my room, vice versa. We are tiling the kitchen, and it's driving me nuts. To take a shower this morning, I went out front in some boxers I sleep in, a tank top, and no thong... noticed people were outside, and scampered back inside to shower. Then after my shower, I had to get dressed in the bathroom, go outside, back downstairs, and rawr. </p><p>I have to rake apples and leaves today. :( Then I'm going to go into town and submit my application for Victoria's Secret. I'd love to work there, 30% off there, and 20% off other stores. &lt;3 Mmmm...... :: drools over lingerie :: Living in Montana, I no longer have my sources. :( No guys to buy my pretty lingerie. There are a lot of broke mofos here. </p><p>On another note - I cleaned my room, and counted my panties - 35 thongs, 12 g-string, and 7 bootie shorts.</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-29T02:10:09-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm a kinky little bitch.  ]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/im_a_kinky_little_bitch.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><font face="Arial" color="#ffff00" size="5">Congratulations! </font><p>Your Hotlanta Kink Test score was 560! </p><p><font face="Arial" color="#00ffff" size="4">Here is the chart so that you can see how you are rated:</font> </p><p><table cellspacing="4" cellpadding="4" border="0"><tr><td><font face="Arial" color="#ff0000" size="3">100 or less</font></td><td><font face="Arial" color="#ffffff" size="3">You need to lighten up and live a little!</font></td></tr><tr><td><font face="Arial" color="#ff0000" size="3">101 to 200</font></td><td><font face="Arial" color="#ffffff" size="3">You have an average sex life in need of kink.</font></td></tr><tr><td><font face="Arial" color="#ff0000" size="3">201 to 300</font></td><td><font face="Arial" color="#ffffff" size="3">You have sweet hints of a kinky nature.</font></td></tr><tr><td><font face="Arial" color="#ff0000" size="3">301 to 400</font></td><td><font face="Arial" color="#ffffff" size="3">You are definitely a kinky player.</font></td></tr><tr><td><font face="Arial" color="#ff0000" size="3">401 to 500</font></td><td><font face="Arial" color="#ffffff" size="3">You are a major league kinkster!</font></td></tr><tr><td><font face="Arial" color="#ff0000" size="3"><b>501 to 600</b></font></td><td><font face="Arial" color="#ffffff" size="3"><b>Wow! You're too kinky for most!!!</b></font></td></tr><tr><td><font face="Arial" color="#ff0000" size="3">601 or more</font></td><td><font face="Arial" color="#ffffff" size="3">SUPER FREAK ALERT! You da BOMB!</font></td></tr><tr><td colspan="2"><font face="Arial" color="#ffffff" size="3"><p>okir fun loving and interesting </p></font></td></tr></table></p><strong>www.hotlanta.com/kinkytest</strong></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[dreams]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-30T12:10:54-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Hey Jude, don't make it bad....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/hey_jude_dont_make_it_bad.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... Take a sad song and make it better....</strong></p><p>The Beatles basically own. &lt;3</p><br><p>So... here's what I bought today in order too. ;)</p><p>Victoria's secret: Crisscross bootie shorts ( hot pink), lacy bootie shorts (Pink and White) - $25</p><p>Macy's: A pretty button up blouse that is really frilly (off-white). $21.99</p><p>Old Navy: Velvet pants (ocean blue, and light tan), two 3packs of thongs (black, blue, hot pink) and (light blue, light pink, and black) both are different lace patterns. $75</p><br><p>Total spent today: $121.99</p><p>Was it worth it? Hell yes. I did pretty good though... two pairs of pants, a shirt, and 9 pairs of panties of somesort. Right?</p><br><p>We also did a mad hunt for grout - not any grout but poly something, naturally sanded, that is natural gray. Bah. </p><br><p>Oh! I forgot to write about a couple dreams I had. It was earlier this week though, both in one night.</p><p>First: </p><p>I never really felt affected by huricanes in New Oreleans, but in my dream there was a group of us just swimming for help. Gradually the water got shallower, and with the shallow water there were more bodies. Then we were at waist deep water, and it was hard to get through with all the bodies. I was scared one of them would grab me. Then one did, I felll, got up, and then I woke up. </p><p>Second: </p><p>I was driving down a dirt road, and all the houses had unusally long driveways. I was looking for Alana's house, and so I stopped to ask if I passed it. The house I stopped at was a home to a blonde lady who was pretty, she said it was the house next to hers, the one I just passed. So then I went to Alana's house, we stood in the kitchen and talked, but I don't remember </p><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-30T12:10:58-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Victoria's Secret - what I got today]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/victorias_secret_what_i_got_today.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><div><strong><a href="http://www2.victoriassecret.com/commerce/application/prodDisplay/?namespace=productDisplay&amp;origin=onlineProductDisplay.jsp&amp;event=display&amp;prnbr=SF-189938&amp;page=1&amp;cgname=OSPTYHIPZZZ&amp;rfnbr=1925">http://www2.victoriassecret.com/commerce/application/prodDisplay/?namespace=productDisplay&amp;origin=onlineProductDisplay.jsp&amp;event=display&amp;prnbr=SF-189938&amp;page=1&amp;cgname=OSPTYHIPZZZ&amp;rfnbr=1925</a></strong></div><div><strong></strong></div><div><strong></strong></div><div><strong></strong></div><div><a href="http://www2.victoriassecret.com/commerce/application/prodDisplay/?namespace=productDisplay&amp;origin=onlineProductDisplay.jsp&amp;event=display&amp;prnbr=SF-187754&amp;page=2&amp;cgname=OSPTYSXYZZZ&amp;rfnbr=2133"><strong>http://www2.victoriassecret.com/commerce/application/prodDisplay/?namespace=productDisplay&amp;origin=onlineProductDisplay.jsp&amp;event=display&amp;prnbr=SF-187754&amp;page=2&amp;cgname=OSPTYSXYZZZ&amp;rfnbr=2133</strong></a></div><div><strong></strong></div><div><strong></strong></div></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-30T01:10:54-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/?entry=347806</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I didn't take the meds today because I didn't have access to the kitchen where I keep them, and I'm paying now. :'( It hurts so bad. </p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-30T12:10:10-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Hey rambling boy why don't you settle down?]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/hey_rambling_boy_why_dont_you_settle_down.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... LA ain't your kind of town, there ain't no gold and there ain't no woman like me....</strong></p><br><p>I re-read what I've written, and I fee like such a whiner. I'm generally not one to complain, but geez!</p><p>Anyways - I'm horny. :) </p><br><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[ice cream]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-30T10:10:45-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Mmmmm.... huckleberry ice cream.....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/mmmmm_huckleberry_ice_cream.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm watching Thirteen Ghosts, and I'm feeling physically better, and emotionally I'm getting better. I'm getting a closet, currently there is a 4x6 foot hole in my wall. lol. Sweeet. I didn't really do much today, helped clean up, went to Albertsons - met up with this guy named James after I went and got my prescription. He has a pretty cool car - but he's trash. Has 10g pierced ears and loves Dale Earhheardt. Yuck. That's about it so far. </p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-31T07:10:16-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[It's all over but the crying....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... fade to black I'm sick of trying...</strong></p><br><p>Today went well. Rundown time:</p><p>Chemistry: Notes</p><p>US History: Notebook check, 100% and a video on George Washington</p><p>Poetry: Boring ass discussion</p><p>Earth Science: Mineral lab</p><p>Fashion Design: Cut out pattern</p><p>Word and Power Point: Wrote the &quot;Thank you Letter&quot; and turned in portfolio.</p><p>Internship: Med/Surge rotation. It was fun, even though it was obvious a couple of the nurses were sort of bitchy and weren't interested in having a student intern. But the head RN was really nice, and I met a lady that had a vaginal hyserectomy. She was really nice, and was so excited that there were students interested in careers early on.</p><br><p>Tomorrow... yummy. Still ragging.. but there's always other options. I cleaned my room a little bit, I just need to fold clothes and put them away. Vaccuum is sort of optional.</p><p>Hehe.</p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-31T11:10:48-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And where you go is where I want to be....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... where are you going....</strong> </p><br><p>Ha. So.... out of the blue I get to watch a couple have sex on cam. The girl - very cute chick, and the guy had a great looking cock... it made my night. Came twice... enough to not need a third... and... yeah, still in awe of it. Hehehe.</p><p>;) </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-01T10:11:49-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[It meant so much to me, but so little to her...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>.... and I am sinking into a mountain of self-pity...</p><p> </p><p>Rundown again</p><p>Chemistry: Notes</p><p>US History: Notes</p><p>Poetry: Stepanie came in, and she was hella tweaking out, and now I know that she had ODed on shrooms the night before. She's in the hospital all the way in Billings, and I'm worried. :\ I told her to call anytime if she needs to talk. </p><p>Earth Science: Finished mineral lab</p><p>Fashion Design: Cut out a couple pieces</p><p>Word and Power Point: Went over interview stuff. Pretty informative. </p><p>Internship: Went to med/surge again. It was pretty sweet. Saw them do a CT Scan on a women with a head/neck mass. When the dye is injected you can see the viens and arteries light up. It's sweet stuff to watch.</p><br><p>Dalen didn't call. I was super disappointed. So I sat and looked at porn, and masturbated. That's how I spent my afternoon. :) T got home late, and E isn't even home yet. Yikes. So I went and got some Chinese food from the other place, it wasn't so good. Then I grabbed E's $100 rent, and paid for hte food, left him the change. Now I'm here - how exciting. Rawr. I want Dalen, I want to suck his cock. Grrrrr..</p><br><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-02T09:11:36-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sarah Beth is scared because the doctor just told her the news....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>....Between the red cells and white, something's not right. But we're gonna take care of you, six chances in 10 it won't come back again...</p><br><p>Another rundown: </p><p>Chemistry: Reviewed for the test tomorrow</p><p>US History: Notes and review for the test tomorrow. I hate having Chemistry and US History in the same day.</p><p>Poetry: Read our E.E. Cummings style poems, and talked about a Cummings poem.</p><p>Earth Science: Study hall since we finished the mineral lab. I also brought in the gems I have to show off. lol. They're pretty cool. So I sat and doodled, listened to Pearl Jam. </p><p>Fashion Design: Pinned a piece, lol. </p><p>Word and Powerpoint: Had a popquiz on interview skills, and goofed off.</p><p>Internship: I was at Med/Surge again. Got to see an OB patient, 8 weeks early. Then there was a kid that had Pneomonia -bummer. </p><p>After school Chelsea came over to study US History wtih me, and who called? First Day-vid called, but the other line was D so I flipped over and talked to him. </p><p>Me: Hey, how are you?</p><p>D: Good you?</p><p>Me: Fine, what happened to yesterday?</p><p>D: Yesterday? I thought your brother was leaving yesterday...</p><p>Me: He left Monday...</p><p>D: Ooh... shit... Can you hold? </p><p>Me: Okay...</p><p>Time lapses.... and Chelsea is looking at me and trying to ask who it is. I just went on with studying</p><p>D: Hey, you there?</p><p>Me: Yeah.</p><p>D: There's someone else there, don't tell her who it is, or is it too late?</p><p>Me: I wouldn't.</p><p>D: Did you already tell her?</p><p>Me: <em>I wouldn't.</em></p><p>D: Oh.. okay, well, I'll call you tomorrow.</p><p>Me: Okay ,sounds good, bye.</p><p>D: Talk to you later. </p><p>Mmmm..... creeeeeaaaaammmmm. So... tomorrow - not only am I off my period - but I'm horny as hell as it is. Just have to cross my fingers not to feel sick tomorrow. Hehe. For some reason... he just makes me cream - automatic cream. Yum. So Chelsea wanted to know, so I made up this thing that he's a college student from Bozeman that's 19. :\ Eric came home ,looks like he didn't quit his job, T really thought he was going to today. lol. Ate what was left of the gumbo and pretzels. Yum. I returned the nutritionists call today, I have an appointment for Tuesday at 11am. So I miss lunch, Earth Science, and maybe Fashion Design. The end of the quarter is Friday - grades start over - finally! </p><p>I need to take a shower tonight, I need to do the thing for Career Internship, I need to study for Chemistry, and I need to study for US History. A shower sounds nice. &lt;3 I think I'll do that - now.</p><br></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-02T11:11:37-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I sit here locked inside my head....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_sit_here_locked_inside_my_head.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... remembering everything you said...</strong> </p><br><p>I remember this song came out when my Mom died, I never interpreted it as lack of communication between teenager and parents - just that she's dead and that's it. No talking. The end doesn't fit I guess. But I like the chorus. I hate November. October/November/December. Hardest time of the year. It's easier this time around since I don't live at home anymore. I wish I had kept a journal before she died. I started blogging after she died, started with deadjournal.com. Wow - the angst. lol. I like looking back though, it was the toughest part of my life by far. Three weeks from today it will be four years since my Mom died. I can't even fathom it. </p><br><p>Anyways... on the lighter side of things, E and T are talking about going to Missoula for the weekend - score. A weekend alone is reeeeallly what I need. I want someone to stay the night.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-03T09:11:31-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I know you're really living in that house up on the hilll....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>......so if you feel like giving ,friend I've got a jar to fill....</p><p> </p><p>Rundown: </p><p>Chemistry: Took a test -it was mostly mutiple choice and a lot less math.</p><p>US History: Took a test, felt confident about it - got a 76% :( </p><p>Poetry: Watched this really odd movie. Anyways, from now on, everytime I have sex I will think about the Taracotta on the builings of NYC. </p><p>Earth Science: Graded mineral lab, reviewed.</p><p>Fashion Design: Pinned everything down.</p><p>Word and Power Point: Watched &quot;Tucker&quot;</p><p>Internship: Hung around most of the time, watched a nurse do the dressings on this women's knee surgery - pretty nasty staples, and swelling.</p><br><p>D didn't call - to say the least I was disappointed. I have all this pent up sexual energy because I can't help having fantasies all day long... and grrrr. :( Pent. Up. So pent up! If he calls tomorrow I'll give  him a bit of a guilt trip if he doesn't have a good reason. Tara went to the grocery store - after I waited until she got home to go. So I had to go out and go to the grocery store alone. Rawr. Then we had some nasty hamburger helper - HB is okay... but not the kind she got. Typed up my paper for Career Internship, and I'll study for my Earth Science test tomorrow. Whhaaat else - oh, I got the info stuff for the nutritionist, sweet, I keep a meal log for now.</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-05T12:11:56-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And I may hate myself in the morning....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/?entry=347815</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>.... but I'm gonna love you tonight.....</p><p>Rundown, this is starting to become habitual.</p><p>Chemistry: Got to look at my test, I got a 75%. :( Pretty good for not studying hard I guess. Then we watched a video on finding the &quot;top quark&quot; sounds like a dirty fuck. lol</p><p>US History: Notes</p><p>Poetry: Finished the nutty video</p><p>Earth Science: Took the mineral test - what a breeze.</p><p>Fashion Design: Cut out and chalked all my pieces.</p><p>Word and Power Point: Just about finished Tucker</p><p>Internship: Med/surge again. Becky was there, and I've followed her a few times... we went to turn this lady who had been in the nursing home, she was barely hanging on. Had a catheter, gaping  mouth, sunken eyes, and no hip. I asked if the urine should be that dark, and her reponse was &quot;She's here to die today&quot;. Wow, and then I saw the new baby, she's sooo adorable. That made my day beter.</p><p>No call from D, no call from Todd - how disappointing. So I went to Bozeman with T to meet E. We went to dinner at Fudruckers, then went to see Jarhead. It was a pretty cool movie. I liked the beginning 10x better than the end. E drove my car home, and hopefully I don't have to go back into Bozeman with them tomorrow. But god - I'm so pent up and I need it out, out out out out. So... that's all that happened today. </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-05T06:11:55-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And when I said we, you know I meant me....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... And when I said sweet I meant dirty....</strong></p><p>K... so got up, talked to Todd, but Todd disappeared, so Josh messaged me. So I decided to head into Bozeman, went to his apartment... he and I made out for like.. 45 minutes as close gradually came off. Then he kissed my down my chest, stomach and thighs.. and started to eat me out.. oooommmmmgggg... lol. It was soo good. He claimed to be a novice with eating girls out... said I was the first, but I'm not sure he's telling the truth! He's so good, but he's shy. So.. then I'm close to cumming, so I'm squirming a lot, and then I came sooo hard and pulled away because I get so sensitive, and he like, pulled me back down and pinned my pusssy right under his tongue and kept going! I thought I was going to die, and then I came again... by this time I was begging him to fuck me.. so he slipped on a rubber and just started banging me... we were both so hot, covered in perspiration and making out like crazy... he's such a great fuck. </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-05T09:11:50-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And all you gotta keep is strong....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/and_all_you_gotta_keep_is_strong.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... move along move along like I know you do....</strong></p><br><p>Oh.. so here's what I bought today</p><p>Leather gloves from Wilson's Leather - $24.99</p><p>A pair of Danskos from some shoe place - $75</p><p>A pair of sketchers boots from some shoe place - $64</p><p>A Beck CD and some book from Borders - $34</p><p>All of which went on the credit card. </p><br><p>Then I went home,bought some stuff at the grocery store to make Beef Stroganoff - made it, and that's about it. Ummm... and I need someone that lives near by to fuck like - all the time. Seriously. </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-05T11:11:12-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Will someone please call a surgeon....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/will_someone_please_call_a_surgeon.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart....</strong></p><br><p>I hate having a semi-full buddylist and no one to talk to. I just feel yucky because I hurt. Last night I was convinced I was gonna die it hurt so bad. It wasn't the normal middle abdomen hurt, it was a crushing right side, right abdomen pain. I decided to make myself sleep, and if I woke and was alive and in pain I'd go to the hospital. But I woke up not in pain and alive. lol. Alive is a good thing. Rawr. </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-05T11:11:12-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Will someone please call a surgeon....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/?entry=347819</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart....</strong></p><br><p>I hate having a semi-full buddylist and no one to talk to. I just feel yucky because I hurt. Last night I was convinced I was gonna die it hurt so bad. It wasn't the normal middle abdomen hurt, it was a crushing right side, right abdomen pain. I decided to make myself sleep, and if I woke and was alive and in pain I'd go to the hospital. But I woke up not in pain and alive. lol. Alive is a good thing. Rawr. </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[myspace]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-06T02:11:04-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And I wonder....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/and_i_wonder.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... when I sing along with you if everything is gonna be this real forever....</strong> </p><br /><p>Okay - so Elle  has given in and got a MySpace account again. Annnd... yes. Deal with it. :P Add me if you have one.</p><p><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="100%" border="0"><tr bgcolor="#ffffff"><td width="100%"></td></tr><tr bgcolor="#ffffff"><td align="left" width="100%"><div align="center"><a href="http://www.myspace.com/dailydoseoirish">http://www.myspace.com/dailydoseoirish</a></div></td></tr></table></p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-06T11:11:23-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Well I thought I was over you but I guess maybe I'm not....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/well_i_thought_i_was_over_you_but_i_guess_maybe_im_not.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... 'cause when I let you go looks like lonely is all that I got...</strong></p><br><p>Today was a waste - I sat home all day and watched movies. It was pretty lame. </p><p>But I talked to <a class="msuser" href="http://divyneactress.mindsay.com/">divyneactress</a> and she pretty much rocks. &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3 </p><p>Hugs, kisses, and licks Darling. &lt;3</p><br><br><br></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-07T09:11:02-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Choking on your allibies...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/choking_on_your_allibies.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... but it's just the price I pay....</strong> </p><br><p>Rundown - </p><p>Chemistry: Started the Pennyum lab, basically we weigh pennies.</p><p>US History: Video on George Washington.</p><p>Poetry: Finished watching the video, wrote a poem on it, and read them.</p><p>Earth Science: Got our grades, A- for me. :D Talked about rocks, then took notes and read a section.</p><p>Fashion Design: I sewed and gathered a piece of fabric. </p><p>Word and Power Point: Watched the end of Tucker, then discussed Power Point. </p><p>Internship: Med/Surge again. Helped with an admit, watched her change a dressing on a shoulder replacement, and fetched jello.</p><br><p>Came home... no call from D still. I called and asked about positions for Personal Health Aid, basically you go around to people's homes, clean up a little, cook for them, help them around, buy groceries, and that's about it. I think I'd like to do it. Haven't heard back about my application for The Wok yet. T cooked dinner, stuffed bell peppers. When I came upstairs E was talking to Dad, and they were talking about me. I don't like that. Dinner was good though.. and tomorrow I have my doctor's appointment. It's at 11am, so I'll probably get excused at 10:45am, and It'll last until noon at the least I'm expecting, I'll probably go grab some lunch, then head back to school for fifth or sixth period. </p><p>Grades! </p><p>Chemistry: B</p><p>US History: B</p><p>Poetry: A? I dunno, I have a P for Pass</p><p>Earth Science: A-</p><p>Fashion Design: A-</p><p>Word and Power Point: A-</p><p>Internship: No idea. Passing at least.</p><br><p> </p><br><br><br></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-08T11:11:18-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[The LIST ( to be updated as I remember ) ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>So - The LIST</strong></p><br><p>Mike J- First boyfriend, lost my virginity to him</p><p>Chris- Rebound, sort of, snuck out and drove to Vacaville a lot.</p><p>William- Half black, on my birthday</p><p>Curits- Second boyfriend, smoked weed with him.</p><p>William (with dreads)- Freaked out because of my age, left, and kept calling me to give him a second chance</p><p>Jay- Red head, tied me to his bed, hot wax, staples... hmmm...</p><p>D- in MT, married, yummy? Nuff said.</p><p>Josh-in MT, eats pussy like no other, yummy</p><p>Joshua- Dark skinned boy, once handcuffed me to the bed, yummy huge cock</p><p>Russell- Beautiful boy, blonde, tall, built, fun.</p><p>Aaron- What a bastard. </p><p>Day-Vid- Ex bf, has a heart condition... can't be together. </p><p>Shawn- Omg, Shawn... I love him with all my heart.</p><p>Shawn - with the Nightmare before Christmas tat on his back, average fuck.</p><p>Lance- In MT, in his truck, fingernailed my pussy</p><p>AJ- In MT, tied me up, into choked me, love it, nice and kinky</p><p>Jason- Boring.</p><p>Kevin- What a sweetie, he was always amazed at my bj skills and my clean tasting pussy. It was a compliment</p><p>Mark- Gave me $80, can't complain. Couldn't suck it - uncircumcised.</p><p>Markus- Oldest guy I've been with, gave me $40, he needed viagra, we lost touch.</p><p>Mike B- Ariele's fascination, did it because I could - dirty mexican.</p><p>Mike- Kat's bf, had a threesome with her and him</p><p>Mike- Had a threesome with him and his stripper girlfriend</p><p>Tom- Married, &lt;3 What a tease, it was so good</p><p>Steve- Eh.</p><p>Jeff- Married, had a thing with him for a while. His wife found dirty text messages, didn't hear from him for 8 months then he showed up a month or two before I moved</p><p>Dani- An ex, on his way to a sex change - MISTAKE</p><p>Paul- Black boy, biggest cock ever, ouch.</p><p>Jerome- Wasn't into him, kicked him out</p><p>Shaun- Was into some sort of escort thing</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[soda]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-08T11:11:20-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... you'll never know just how you look in someone else's eyes....</strong> </p><p> </p><p>Rundown!</p><p>Chemistry - Finished the Pennium lab</p><p>US History- Notes and a video</p><p>Poetry- Everyone except a few of us left to go outside and play in the snow. So we sat in the room making a group poem by picking out words from an envelope. </p><p>10:40 - Left to go see the nutritionist, went well. Except we are eliminating the following:</p><p>Milke</p><p>Juice</p><p>Soda</p><p>Sweets</p><p>The soda and sweets thing I can handle. Soda is a weekend thing, and sweets are around because it's Halloween. But Milk and Juice, those are my alternatives to soda, so now I'm down to water, and tea. :( So that's how that went, prettttty good. </p><p>Fashion Design- I cut out another piece I forgot</p><p>Word and Power Point- Went over power point stuff.</p><p>2:30, appointment with my regular doctor for the pain - and guess what! I still have C. Difficile, those bastards. They never rechecked. Grrrr! So he gave me a muscle relaxer, got me a prescription for Metronidazole, and a capsul form of the powder I've been taking. I have an appointment to see a gastro-intestinal specialist on Dec. 9. Tara is coming with me, since I have to drive to fucking Billings. Grrr... </p><br><p>I made home made tomato soup for dinner with some grilled cheese. Started homework,  but, eh. I took one of my muscle relaxers- no effect, I think I'll take another before I go to bed. And that's all - Grrrr. </p><p> </p><p> </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[pain]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-09T11:11:37-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="times new roman,times,serif"><strong>.... year after year.. swimming over the same ground...</strong></font></p><p><font face="times new roman,times,serif"></font></p><p><font face="times new roman,times,serif">Yeah, I don't remember that lyric too well.</font></p><p><font face="times new roman,times,serif">Anyways... Rundown again!</font></p><p><font face="times new roman,times,serif">Chemistry: Notes</font></p><p><font face="times new roman,times,serif">US History: Biography on George Washington</font></p><p><font face="times new roman,times,serif">Poetry: Substitute who had no control over the class and wrote my name down for not doing anything. </font></p><p><font face="times new roman,times,serif">Earth Science: Corrected a packet</font></p><p><font face="times new roman,times,serif">Fashion Design: Sewed two more pieces</font></p><p><font face="times new roman,times,serif">Word and Power Point: I started my power point presentation project on &quot;How to Prepare for a Rave&quot; :D I'm so proud of this. </font></p><p><font face="times new roman,times,serif">Internship: Super boring. I was disappointed</font></p><p><font face="times new roman,times,serif"></font></p><p><font face="times new roman,times,serif">Okay. Question for everyone - how do you feel about the &quot;rundown&quot;? </font></p><p><font face="times new roman,times,serif"></font></p><p><font face="times new roman,times,serif">After school I went to the pharmacy to pick up my perscriptions. Came home and chilled out. Made some kick ass hamburger helper for dinner, and some tots. After that I did my homework, and watched Mean Girls with Tara. But Trading Spouses came one - and that's a crazy show.</font></p><p><font face="times new roman,times,serif"></font></p><p><font face="times new roman,times,serif">Medication- </font></p><p><font face="times new roman,times,serif">Dicyclomine for pain (muscle relaxer):  Dry mouth, blurred vision, confusion, agitation, increased heart rate, heart palpitations, constipation, difficulty urinating, and occasionally seizures can occur. Other potential side effects include changes in taste perception, difficulty swallowing, headache, nervousness, drowsiness, weakness, </font><a><font face="times new roman,times,serif">dizziness</font></a><font face="times new roman,times,serif">, </font><a><font face="times new roman,times,serif">impotence</font></a><font face="times new roman,times,serif">, flushing, difficulty falling asleep, nausea, vomiting, rash, and a bloated feeling.</font></p><p><font face="times new roman,times,serif">Metronidazole (antibiotic): Nausea, headache, loss of apetite, metallic taste in mouth, and rarely rash. </font></p><br><p>Sweet. I'm so excited. I took the metronidazole back in July. It sucked. :( The alternative medicine was $200.</p><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[degrassi]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[degrassi: next]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[quarter grades]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-11T10:11:51-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Fiona says she's out shopping....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>..... but she's under me and I'm not stopping....</strong></p><br><p>Wellll.... yesterday was cool.</p><p>Got my grades!</p><p>Chemistry- B</p><p>US History- B+</p><p>Poetry- B+ (should be an A, it'll get fixed)</p><p>Earth Science- A-</p><p>Fashion Design- A</p><p>Word and Power Point- A</p><p>Internship- A</p><br><p>Total GPA 3.571 </p><p>Go Me!</p><br><p>Today I went into Bozeman and applied for a home health job. So I parked in one of the reserved Home Health parking spots, filled out the application, 20 minutes later I came back to my parking spot and someone double parked behind me. Some chick passing by knew who's truck it was, she went up and told him, and it was the owner of home health care. Ouch. He was such an asshole. So then Steph and I went to Target. I picked up a Beatle sweat shirt and a dublin sweatshirt. Then I headed home. </p><p>Watched Eurotrip... and now I'm watching the new Degrassi. </p><br></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-12T12:11:57-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Beauty queen of only 18....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... had some trouble with herself...</strong></p><br><p>Omg, I forgot to write this yesterday. D called while Steph and I ate lunch. I told him I'd call back when I got back to Livingston. So.. I called him back - he answered...</p><p>Me: Hey, how's it going?</p><p>D: Hey.. how are you?</p><p>Me: Good, you?</p><p>(dogs barking)</p><p>D: Why are the dogs barking?</p><p>Me: I dunno, sorry. What happened to last week?</p><p>D: I got busy with work, never know how busy we'll be. </p><p>Me: Oh... bummer. I -</p><p>D: How about now?</p><p>Me: Tara is home.</p><p>D: Oh, I'll call you this week then.</p><p>Me: Okay.. </p><p>D: Bye. </p><br><p>He was short with me - I hate that. I could tell he was busy though, took forever for him to answer and there was a lot of noise in the background. :\ So... grrrrrr... Hopefully he'll call Monday- not Tuesday or Wednesday. Tuesday I have a doctor's appointment, and Wednesday I have a BPA meeting. </p><br></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[christmas]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-13T12:11:05-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I don't know about y'all....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>.... but I know about us....</p><br><p>Soo... I talked to my sister today. They have a confirmed closing date on their house - December 12th. She's going up to Kalispell to look for a house to rent the week after Thanksgiving. Which means they'll be moved in before Christmas... which meeeeaaanns.... They'll spend Christmas with us, and I'll start going to Kalispell to visit my sissy and my nephews who I love and miss very much, yes!</p><br><p>Today - I watched How the Grinch Stole Christmas, the old school version, and realized my favorite memories are watching the Thanksgiving (Charlie Brown mainly), and Christmas cartoon specials. &lt;3&lt;3</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[dvds]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-13T08:11:55-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Ever since the day you went away....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... and left me alone in the cold, my life hasn't been the same...</strong></p><br><p>This weekend was pretty lame. Had take out and watched The Devil's Rejects with E and T last night. Today I got up at 10:30, got showered and dressed at 12:30, was going to go into Bozeman, but I didn't really see the point of it. So instead I went and rented a couple Sex and the City DVDs and watched them. E and T came home, cooked steak, and I'm hurting. This guy wanted to meet up tonight, but since I went to the store when E and T asked me earlier to get A1, I couldn't think of a legit reason to get out. But he sounds cute. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[test]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[history]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[rave]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[rundown]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-14T11:11:34-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Don't ya worry about a thing baby....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... you know you got me by a string baby....</p><p>Rundown</p><p>Chemistry- corrected homeowork and notes</p><p>US History- Reviewed for the test</p><p>Poetry- long discussion about random acts or something. I hate that class. </p><p>Earth Science- notes and worked on igneous rock packet.</p><p>Fashion Design- Sewed a little more</p><p>Word and Power Point- Worked on my &quot;How to Prepare for a Rave&quot; power point</p><p>Internship- Sat in a chair - like the whole time. </p><p>Came home, mailed off my Juxtapose magazines to Day-vid, but I told him I didn't, hehe. Was sick today, sort of. Got sick during school anyways. So I've decided that tomorrow, the minute I start feeling ill I'm going to go home. No call from D, with my luck he'll call tomorrow when I'm at the nutritionist. And hopefully Wednesday I won't have a BPA meeting, but there's no garuntee. I studied for my US History test, I feel fairly not confident. :\ </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[pain]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[rave]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[rocks]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-15T11:11:03-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Tied up and twisted the way I like to be.....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>.... for you, for me... crash into me.... </p><p>Rundown </p><p>Chemistry - dropped crayons onto paper and recorded results. :D</p><p>US History- took my test, I got a 94% :D</p><p>Poetry- Hid my poem in a book</p><p>Earth Science - worked on igneous rocks</p><p>Fashion Design- Sewed some more</p><p>Word and Powerpoint- Up to 21 slides on my Rave presentation</p><br><p>Got sick TWICE at school. It was ridiculous. After school I went to the nutritionist, I still can't have milk. I could add juice back, but it's probably best I don't. I went to McD because they now have eggnog milkshakes. So I got myself a small one and nursed it the rest of the afternoon/evening. I took a nice long shower. I might take another pill. My brother quit his job. Like, flat out quit finally. He hates it there. So I dunno what he'll do. He should go for an electrician apprenticeship. </p><p>Tomorrow is Wednesday - I'm suppose to have a BPA meeting, but I think I'll just leave my group members my name, number, and email. It's too hard to get back to school from my internship</p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[christmas]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[thanksgiving]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[rundown]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-16T11:11:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'll be home for Christmas....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>.... if only in my dreams....</p><p>Actually no, for Thanksgiving, yes. </p><p>Rundown: </p><p>Chemistry- Was home sleeping</p><p>US History- Home Sleeping</p><p>Poetry- Just waking up.</p><p>Earth Science- corrected a packet</p><p>Fashion Design- Finished with the top half of my shirt</p><p>Word and Power Point- Worked on my presentation</p><p>Internship- Still nothing! </p><br><p>So... I slept. I woke up, said fuck it, and went back to bed until I felt like I was ready. After school I came home, waited for the furnace guy - no show, then I went to the store and got stuff for dinner. I cooked beef stroganoff. But I let the noodles cook too long. &gt;.&lt; So they were hella nasty. To say the least I just ate the meat stuff. Yum. The dogs ate the noodles. Annnd.. tonight I did homework, and just relaxed, waiting for laundry. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[dogs]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[it snowed]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-17T07:11:31-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Remembering the girl leaves me down and lonely....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... send it in a letter.. make yourself feel better....</strong></p><br><p>Rundown!</p><p>Chemistry- notes</p><p>US History- Lewis and Clark notes</p><p>Poetry- Discussion</p><p>Earth Science- Basketball review</p><p>Fashion Design- Pinned the top to the bottom</p><p>Word and Power Point- Added another slide to my presentation</p><p>Internship- Nothing!</p><br><p>And then I got an eggnog milkshake from McD. I'm addicted. I got home and played with the dogs in the snow. I threw snowballs for them, and put treats in some of them - so they had a blast. They were so cute to watch. :) I love them.</p><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[earth science]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-18T10:11:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Now that I have found someone....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... I'm feeling more alone that I ever have before....</strong></p><br><p>Rundown!</p><p>Chemistry- notes</p><p>US History- Guidence office came in to guide us on our life goals</p><p>Poetry- Did a poetry reading</p><p>Earth Science- Took a test</p><p>Fashion Design- Sewed top to bottom of my shirt</p><p>Word and Power Point- I goofed off</p><p>Internship- nada, again. </p><br><p>Headed home, and ran into Tara and Brandy. They came home to drop off the dogs - who were wet from the river- then they left to meet Eric and Chris in town, along with some of their friends coming from Kalispell. So I am home alone on a Friday night. Watching re-runs of Degrassi, and hanging around with the dogs. </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-19T08:11:57-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[What a great Saturday. ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><br><p>Mmmmmmmmmmmm.....</p><p>So I went to Bozeman today and met up with Brandon. Went to Brandon's place since his room mate was at the game. Went up to his room... and he started taking off my clothes, sucking on my niples and playing with my tits. Then he laid me back on his bed and started licking my clit... and fingering my pussy... yum... then he started fucking me and came in my mouth. After that I got off in front of him, and when I got close he started fucking me and made me cum twice. Omg, he was sooo yummy. Swallowed his load again, yummm... Then he finger fucked me, first with one finger.. then two... then three.. omg, it was so hard to get the third in, it felt sooo good though. After that I was so spent, and sore. He said I was almost as tight as the virgin he popped this week, he sent me pics - hot. &lt;3 Then I headed to the mall, looked  around at Victoria's Secret, but nothing new. Got some earings and a necklace at Claire's and some clip on earings for T, her birthday is coming up. Then I went to Barne's and Noble, got a magazine and an address book. Then I headed over to Target. I got a laundry basket, a storage thing, a couple thongs, and a thing to put on the door to hang stuff. Then I headed home. Mmmmm... eggnog milkshake. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-20T08:11:48-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[One more kiss could be the best thing....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... one more lie could be the worst....</strong> </p><p>k........ So last night around 9:15 I got a call from D. His family was out of town and asked if I could come over. It was a little late though. So he said he'd call me in the morning and meet me at the shop, but he never called. Bastard. So E and T went to town to have lunch, invited me along. So I was ten minutes behind them, got to the restaraunt, and they had finished ordering, so I left. I went to walmart to look for wire things for my closet, no luck, then Home Depot, no luck, so I went to ross and found the canvas ones. Headed home, went to the grocery store,  and home. E and T left for the grocery store and to take the dogs to the river.</p><p>And who did I talk to tonight? Shawn. Shawn makes me so happy that I can't even begin to express how he makes me feel. We were talking about Friday, and how excited we both are ( I just got shivers and goosebumps ) to see each other. I'll spend the night with him, probably at a hotel, and yeah. &lt;3 I love him to death. He makes me happy. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[porn]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-21T08:11:28-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I was so dared. :P ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">Stolen from  <a class="msuser" href="http://blackmamba.mindsay.com/">blackmamba</a> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">1. Had sex? Yes<br />2. Had oral sex? Yes<br />3. Had anal sex? Yes<br />4. Used more than 3 positions in one session? Yes<br />5. Devoted a whole day to sex? Yes<br />6. Had noise complaints from neighbors during a sex session? Apartment up and downstairs<br />7. Received open praise for sexual technique? You know it.<br />8. Ever been dissed for sexual technique? No. <br />9. Fallen or lost balance during sex? Yeah, don't wanna talk about it.<br />10. Brought partner to climax using only hands? Yes<br />11. Brought partner to climax using only mouth? Yes<br />12. Had sex while totally dressed? Yes<br />13. Had sex while standing up? Sort of.<br />14. Erotically licked feet or sucked toes? Yuck.<br />15. Had sex during you or your partners &quot;monthly visit&quot;? Yes<br />16. Used whipped cream/soft chocolate erotically? Yes<br />17. Used ice erotically? Yes<br />18. Used hot melted wax erotically? Yes<br />19. Shaved your pubic hair? Since it started growing<br />20. Used a sex toy? If so what? Vibrators, riding crop, double sided dildo, dildos, plugs. &gt;=)<br />22. Used an inanimate object? If so what? Cucumbers. <br />23. Into hardcore sex? If so what? Yes, s/m, bdsm, I'm a subbie. O=-)<br />24. Obtained money or a favor for sex?  Yes.<br />25. Paid or granted a favor for sex? No.<br />26. Given sex in sympathy? No.<br />27. Had sex with a virgin? Yes.<br />28. Ever cheated on someone? No. </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">29. Had sex with someone 10 years older/younger than you? Yes, older<br />31. Had sex with a teacher? Not my teacher...<br />32. Had sex with a boss? No.<br />33. Had sex with a relative? No.<br />36. Had homosexual sex? I love girls.<br />37. Had sex with a pet? Honestly? We tried once, but he was a puppy and more interested in my socks<br />39. Had sex with someone the same day that you met them? Yes.<br />40. Had sex with someone whose name you didn't know? Yes, only once though. <br />41. Had sex with someone you never spoke to/spoke different languages?  No.<br />42. Had more than 10 sexual partners? Yes.<br />43. Ever had sex with a foreigner? No.<br />44. Had two separate sexual partners within 24 hours? Yes.<br />45. Had a menage-a-trois? Yes.<br />46. Had group sex (more than 3)? I want to!</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">47. Participated in a swap/swinging club? No.<br />48. Had two regular partners at the same time? Yes.<br />49. Had sex in a public place? Yes.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">50. If so, where? Theatre, parking lot. <br />51. Had sex outdoors in broad daylight? In a car.<br />52. Had sex on the roof of a building? No.</p><p>53. Had sex in a stationary car? Yes.<br />54. Had sex in a moving car? No.</p><p>55. Are you a member of the mile high club? No.</p><p>56. Had sex outdoors at night? Yes.<br />57. Had two sexual partners at the same time unaware of each other? Maybe?<br />59. Had sex in the host's bedroom while a day guest (party/social visit)? Yes<br />60. Had sex in the host's bedroom while an overnight guest? Yes<br />61. Had sex in a public room while an overnight guest? Yes<br />62. Had sex at your office or other work area? No.<br />63. Met partner during work hours to have sex? No.<br />64. Had sex in a public restroom? Ewwww... no<br />65. Had sex on public transportation (bus, train, taxi, etc.)? No.<br />66. Had sex in a dark theatre? Yes.<br />67. Had sex in the water (ocean, lake, pool, hot tub)? No<br />68. Had sex in an elevator? No<br />69. Had sex in a cemetery? No<br />70. Had sex in a store dressing room? No</p><p>71. Used alcohol to lower resistance to sexual advances? No<br />72. Allowed yourself to be felt up by a stranger? Yes<br />73. Looked at a nude magazine? Yes<br />74. Looked at an explicit magazine (actual sex acts)? Yes<br />75. Seen a live stripper? Yes, had a threesome with her and her bf. <br />76. Seen a live sex show? Sort of. <br />77. Watched someone having sex without their knowledge? No, they knew<br />78. Showered with a partner? Yes.<br />79. Flashed someone (breasts, genitals, mooned)? Yes.<br />80. Streaked with a group of six or more?No. <br />81. Stripped for someone? Yeah.<br />82. Stripped for a group of 3 or more? No.<br />83. Participated at a nude beach or nudist camp? No</p><p>84. Been the only nude person in a group of 3 or more? No.<br />85. Masturbated while someone watched?Yes.<br />86. Masturbated for a group of three or more people? No.<br />87. Masturbated covertly in public? No.<br />88. Had sex while you knew someone was watching? Yes.<br />89. Been walked in on while having sex? Yes, but his mom didn't care.<br />90. Walked in on someone having sex? No.<br />91. Had phone sex? Yes. :(</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">92. Had cyber sex? Yes. :(</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">93. Surfed for porn? Yes!</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">94. Describe the kinkiest porn that has ever turned you on? <a href="http://www.waterbondage.com"><font color="#003399" size="2">www.waterbondage.com</font></a> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">95. Is there a kind of porn you'd like to see that you haven't? I've seen it all. </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">96. If you were making porn what's a fantasy you would live out? Getting tyed up and tortured by a girl.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">97. Watched porn with a member of the opposite sex? Yes.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">98. Watched porn with a member of the same sex? Yes.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">99. Had sex with someone you met online? Yes.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">100. Had sex with someone you met on the Humboldt Myspace Sex Club? Yes</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[love]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-26T01:11:58-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Well when it all.. all falls down...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... when it all, all falls down....</strong> </p><p>k - lets start with Wednesday. </p><p>I spent the afternoon with Karleen, we went to the mall where I purchased two corsets, one is purple and the other is turquoise with black lace. Then I hung around home. Thursday was Thanksgiving,spent most of the evening with Mike - my ex. It was fun, we were looking for X all night, finally found it, and I was started to get sick so I bailed. </p><p>Friday. Craziest shopping day of the year. My dad and I went to Arden Fair Mall, which is a little ways away, I got two new pairs of pants and a sweater.Then we went to Orgins and got stuff for Tara and Cortney. After that we headed back to Roseville, went to Sports Authority and picked Jon up a set of golf clubs. As we were pulling out of the place a truck just killed my door. Hit it his corner bumper into my door. The door of the new BMW my dad bought. I actually pissed myself - a  little. I had been holding it. So they exchanged insurance, and blah blah. </p><p>After that I was on my way to meet Karleen when who calls? Shawn calls, saying he is here, and about four blocks from me. So I meet him, and just hug him to death. Then we wandered around the mall, and checked out a CD place, just joking with each other and holding hands. God he looked good. Then we went a got a hotel room. Romped around a little, cuddled, kissed, he must have touched and kissed every inch of me. Hungry, we went across the street and grabbed some dinner at a Mexican place. When I met him he was 28, and it never occured to me he's aged, now 31. We went back to the room, and did some more romping kissing and cuddling, then he told me he couldn't stay the night, and it just... let me down. I had to force myself to smile, but I just felt like reality hit in, by then I was hurting and due to get sick. So after some more holding... he finally just says &quot;Do you know what love is babe? I dunno, I love you, can't even explain it&quot; which made me feel better. I got dressed, he walked me back to my car, and I left. Went home, pain is full fling, and just told my dad I couldn't take it. I love him so much, he drives me crazy, and I can't help but want him forever. I just wish he didn't have to go. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[trip]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-27T03:11:12-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Ever see Planes Trains and Automobiles?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>My night almost turned into that. Flew into Seattle with no problem, but then from Seattle my flight was delayed, and delayed... then it came in, and we had to wait for maintainence, so then they put us on a different plane, which we had to wait for it to gas up. I should've left Seattle at 6:30, and got to  Bozeman at 9:20, however we didn't board until 8:30, and got to Bozeman at 11:30. Yuck. Other flights that were going to Idaho were cancelled, they were flying them into Butte and then having them take a BUS over to Boise and Pocatello. Glad that wasn't me, I'd have been pisssssssed off. The roads were really bad, so I had Eric come and get me. </p><p>And guess what!!?? E and T are now - officially - engaged. T will be my sister in-law, finally. I'm so happy. &lt;3 They're perfect for each other. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[death]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-27T03:11:12-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[He use to say soon things will change...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... but it's been years and it's still the same....</strong></p><br><p>Damn, just thinking about Shawn. When we checked in.. he said he had to go make some calls. He told me he'd be back in 15-20 minutes. I changed into my sexy blue lingerie, then I began to worry, I worried that he left me then because he wouldn't be able to leave me later. But he came back - and my worries were gone. I heard his key in the door and my heart just pounded. He has gorgeous eyes, I think they're hazel, they're not quite brown but look like a deep olive green. The way he makes me feel can't even compare to anyone else. Saying &quot;I love you&quot; and looking into his eyes was so wonderful.</p><br><p>Looking forward to seeing him, and seeing all my friends took my mind off of the 23rd. Four years since my Mom died, I keep saying I can't believe it's been so long, but in reality I do know how long it has been. Things have changed so much. I finally let my hair grow long. She always liked it short, and I could never let myself let it go. So I kept it short for a long time. I miss her. I want Shawn to be the one I end  up with, but if he isn't I want the guy I end up withs mother to treat me like her own daughter. I need that. The only thing that is worse than me not having my Mom, is my sisters kids, my nephews, not having their wonderful grandmother. Before they were born she was buying them things. Wyatt wore the first pair of boots that my Mom bought down until his socks could be seen through the bottoms. Just a little reflection for me. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[doctor]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-28T11:11:51-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Even when your hope is gone....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/even_when_your_hope_is_gone.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... move along move along just to make it through....</strong></p><br><p>Rundown!</p><p>Chemistry- Reviewed oribitals and sublevels ( I sound smart if I say the stuff we're doing, lmao) </p><p>US History- Career advisor came in.</p><p>Poetry- Discussed a poem</p><p>Earth Science- Started sedimentary rocks</p><p>Fashion Design- Finished my zipper and started the sleeves.</p><p>Word and Power Point- Practiced using the smart board</p><p>Internship- Talked to Geri, she is pretty neat. I hung out with Becky ( a cna) a lot during my internship, I wanna ask if she's gay, but.... I dunno if I can. lol </p><br><p>So... callled up Cortney. She's really bummed that dad isn't coming for Thanksgiving, and she feels bad that Eric is so bummed out too. I went to Park Clinic to see if I had to have an appointment to get some stuff filled out, and I do of course. So tomorrow at 10:40am, I have a doctor's appointment. I've seen him like... 4 times in the last two months - that's A LOT. Then I headed to the store. I picked up some stuff for dinner, and some stuff in general. I miss Shawn. I almost want to move back home; I want to move back home because I'm sick, and it seems like if I stayed in CA all of these medical problems would've been resolved. Rawr. </p><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[wedding]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-29T09:11:07-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[It's gonna burn for me to say this...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/its_gonna_burn_for_me_to_say_this.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... but it's coming from the heart....</strong></p><br><p>Rundown!! </p><p>Chemistry- Did the pre-lab and read the procedure</p><p>US History- Notes on Lewis and Clark</p><p>Poetry- was put in the center, discussed a poem for ten minutes.</p><p>Earth Science- Was at the doctor</p><p>Fashion Design- Fiddled with the sleeves. </p><p>Word and Power Point- Watched Presentations, mine is tomorrow.</p><p>Internship- Fetched ice chips. </p><br><p>Soo... the doctor appointment was a &quot;well-child exam&quot; and follow-up combined. So.. checked my vision while I was waiting, he was kinda late. So... did the whole check-up thing, then he had me on the table. I'm still really tender in my abdomen, so he suggested putting me on Celexa - an anti-depepressent. He said it's been proven to help with abdominal pain, so I'm going to try it. 5mg every morning, and I have a 4 month supply. The results won't be right away, but over time it should help. So... I'm trying it. It's a small dose, so you know. I made dinner, Beef Stew... sooooo yummy. I love soup. Tara asked me to be a bridesmaid. I've never been asked to be a brides maid. :D I'd had to get a sweet mystic tan to be in a dress. Nothing serious, but get rid of my tan lines. I thought it was really sweet, and told her she didn't have to make me a brides maid and if she wanted me in the wedding I'll do whatever she wants. :) Hehe</p><br><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[internship]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[shovel]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-30T11:11:45-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[When I think about cheating....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/when_i_think_about_cheating.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... all I think about is you leaving....</strong> </p><br><p>k - rundown!</p><p>Chemistry- Set things on fire and watched them change colors. Yes! Our lab is so unsafe. The bunson burners have duct tape around the hoses, the emergency gas shut off doesn't always work, and the equipment is old. Hehe.</p><p>US History- More notes on Lewis and Clark</p><p>Poetry- Discussed a poem. Yawn.</p><p>Earth Science- Worked on worksheets</p><p>Fashion design- Sewed my sleeves on!!</p><p>Word and Power Point- I was suppose to present, but we ran out of time, so tomorrow  I will present. :D</p><p>Internship- Nothing too exciting. Saw a really small old man that I saw at the Clinic the other day. He was getting a blood transfusion.</p><br><p>Soo... I took the Celexa this morning, and I had a headache for most of the day. Then I just felt like I should be rolling, but wasn't quite getting there. So.. all is good. After school I shoveled the front sidewalk, a path through the driveway, the back porch, and a path to the wood shed. I think I had some excess energy. Eric and Tara brought home Pickle Barrell. Yummy.</p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[tests]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-12-01T11:12:46-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop now....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... just keep on going until I cum, until I'm cumming.....</strong></p><br><p>Rundown!</p><br><p>Chemistry- Corrected a worksheet and got a new one. </p><p>US History- Did the war of 1812 and reviewed</p><p>Poetry- Boring</p><p>Earth Science- Corrected a packet</p><p>Fashion Design - Tried on my shirt, just need to do the hem and lace !</p><p>Word and Power Point- I did my presentation on Raves, 'twas fun!</p><p>Internship- boring</p><br><p>After school I came home, and the dogs went nuts today. Got placemats and stuff off of the table, chewed open their rawhide bag, brought up E and Ts dirty clothes, took the seats off the couch - wierdos! So I put them outside for the afternoon. They ended up just running around and playing. Which I think they needed. T got home, we went to Pamida and got some knitting needles. Then we got some pizza. Having some issues with my wipers - not good. Came home, ate, showed her how to knit, and then I read over my notes for US history. We have two tests tomorrow, Lewis and Clark and some chapter.Yuck. </p><br></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[test]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-12-05T07:12:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Only time will tell if it was time well spent....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/only_time_will_tell_if_it_was_time_well_spent.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... it's another revelation....</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp;  </p>  <p>So... just been thinking the last few days.... Does Shawn feel the same way I feel about him? Because... I can "hurt now or hurt later". At least if I hurt now I can get a headstart on getting with someone serious. Anyways.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I haven't written for a few days. Mostly because I can't sit still and concentrate on doing just one thing. I've started and restarted this entry 10 times! lol  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Friday- took the double test in US History, so bad.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Saturday- Cortney didn't make it. So I got more time to clean my room and whatnot. Tara and I went into Bozeman, tried to get my XM working, went to dinner at Fudruckers, shopped around the mall, went to Old Navy, and Target. Came home, and knitted. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Sunday- Hung around the house in my pjs. Got dressed around 1, started cooking potato soup at 5:30, Cortney and my nephews got here around 6:15. It was so good to see her. Didn't do much, but it was good to see her. I was really bummed they only stayed one night. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Today! </p>  <p>Chemistry- test </p>  <p>US History- worksheet </p>  <p>Poetry- discussed end of semester project </p>  <p>Earth Science- test </p>  <p>Fashion Design- designing fabric </p>  <p>Word and Power Point - watched presentations </p>  <p>Internship- Saw this really cool pump thing. Goes straight to the heart and is surgically inserted. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Tara is picking up some Chinese food. Yum.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>"And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again if you only try turning around" </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I went off my meds over the weekend. Everything but the Celexa. And I was sooooo sick, I was limited to the house for all of Sunday. I barely had my symptoms under control for today. :(  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-05T10:12:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[GUYS ONLY ( okay, girls too, but don't tell anyone. ;) )]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/guys_only_okay_girls_too_but_dont_tell_anyone.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><a class="msuser" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none! important" href="http://blackmamba.mindsay.com/">blackmamba</a>&nbsp;said so! </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>What would you do if I?    <br />   <br />1. I made a move on u:    <br />2. I kissed you:    <br />3. I lived next door to you:    <br />4. I started smoking:    <br />5. I asked you on a date:    <br />6. I was hospitalized:    <br />7. I ran away from home:    <br />8. I got into a fight and you weren't there?    <br />9. I asked u to have sex?    <br />10. i asked u out?    <br />   <br />::WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT MY::    <br />9. Personality:    <br />10. Eyes:    <br />11. Hair:    <br />12. Body:    <br />   <br />::WOULD YOU::    <br />13. Be my friend?    <br />14. Keep a secret if I told you one?    <br />15. Hold my hand?    <br />16. Go on a date with me?    <br />17. Keep in touch?    <br />18. Let me try and solve your problems?    <br />19. Love me?    <br />20. Date me?    <br />   <br />::HAVE YOU EVER::    <br />21. Asked me to make you feel better?    <br />22. Wanted to kiss me?    <br />23. Wanted to kill me?    <br />24. Wanted to go out with me?    <br />25. Kept something important from me?    <br />26. Wanted to do me?    <br />   <br />::AND MORE::    <br />27. Who are you?    <br />28. Are we friends?    <br />29. When and how did we meet?    <br />30. Describe me in one word:    <br />31. What was your first impression?    <br />32. Do you still think that way about me now?    <br />33. What reminds you of me?    <br />34. If you could give me anything what would it be?    <br />35. How well do you know me?    <br />36. When's the last time you saw me?    <br />37. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?    <br />38. Are you gonna put this on yours to see what I say about you?    <br />   <br />::WOULD YOU::    <br />39. Kiss me?    <br />40. Makeout with me?    <br />41. Take advantage of me?    <br />42. Handjob?    <br />43. Lap dance?    <br />44. Let me take advantage of you?    <br />45. Sex?  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-06T11:12:06-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[There's oceans inbetween us....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/theres_oceans_inbetween_us.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>..... but that's not very far....</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Rundown </p>  <p>Chemistry- We did something with shoes - I really have no idea.  </p>  <p>US History- Dolley Madison presented </p>  <p>Poetry- Discussed a poem, I knitted. </p>  <p>Earth Science, Fashion Design, and Word and Power Point- From 12:35 to 1:30 I was at the dental office. Then from 1:30 - 2:25 I talked to my counselor. Feels good to talk sometimes. And right now is a frustrating time. So talking was nice.  </p>  <p>Internship- Finally talked to this nurse that is always there, she is really nice. Didn't see anything, but enjoyed it.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Came home, let the dogs out, built a fire. It's suppose to be -20 tonight. Went to this stupid presentation and got 20 extra credit points. Sooo cold. Came home, talked to my sister and my brother Brian. </p>  <p>Brian called during the presentation and left this message </p>  <p align="center"><strong>"Hey.. it's your big brother... and apparently you don't know the rules so I am going to fill you in. When your big brother calls you are suppose to pick up. Don't just let it ring, or any of that forward to voicemail shit. K? So call me back"</strong> </p>  <p>He's funny.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[tests]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-12-08T10:12:36-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Smeared black ink, your palms are sweaty...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... and I am barely listening to last demands. I am staring at the asphalt wondering what's buried underneath....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I'm kneeling there, and he's just looking down at me. The distaste in his eyes is obvious, and I'm doing everything I can think of to not cry, and keep my composure. I wonder why I came, and remind myself I'm his. I'm his and he hates me. Why does 'making up for lost time' have to hurt so much? Why did I answer her IM? I knew it was her, and I could've prevented this. But I wanted him to ask me to stay, and I would've. But he hates me. And you know what? I think I hate him too.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I have nightmares about him. Not really the terrifying kind, but the fact that he enters my subconscious state is a nightmare all in itself. I link him directly with being sick. As soon as I started being sick it started. I'm still so scared of him. I don't want to think about him, I want to forget about him. Now every guy turns into him, and I can't trust them.&nbsp;:(  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Anyways.  </p>  <p>Yesterday I got to clean a bedsore&nbsp;at my internship, it was pretty cool to do.  </p>  <p>Today's rundown </p>  <p>Chemistry- notes </p>  <p>US History- notes </p>  <p>Poetry- went and listened to an army presentation </p>  <p>Earth Science- corrected a packet </p>  <p>Fashion Design- colored </p>  <p>Word and Power Point- watched the last presentation and then I worked on my gameshow presentation. </p>  <p>Internship- I skipped it to take my Medical Office Procedures test. Wow - that was painful. It was sooo hard. I hope I did okay on it.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I haven't really felt like writing, I was pretty sick yesterday. Just didn't feel good at all. Today I felt faint, but it passed and I feel fine now. Just nervous. Tomorrow is the doctors appointment I've known about for 3 weeks and I&nbsp;am still as nervous as ever. It could be Crohn's Disease (very bad) or Irritable Bowel Syndrome ( bad) or something else, who knows, but I'm scared. Hopefully they can run tests and it's not just a consult because I need answers. This isn't a way to live life.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2005-12-09T11:12:47-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Ring, ring, you ain't nothing but a thing....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/ring_ring_you_aint_nothing_but_a_thing.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... yesterday we used to hold her....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I went to Billings today to see the Gastroentesinal doctor. He listened to what the last five months have been like, and he asked a few questions. I've had C. Difficile for a while, he asked if I had been on any antibiotics, and I hadn't in over a year. He told me that getting C. Difficile, and not being on a lot of antibiotics is unheard of. Unheard of in a sense that it could be a characteristic of Crohn's Disease. Then he had me remove my jeans, get up on the table (this so sounds like a porn right now ( haha, I still have a sense of humor)) and he poked at my abdomen. Every spot on the right side hurt. So this Wednesday I am schedualed to have a colonoscopy. Yes... I am seventeen years old and having a colonoscopy. This just sucks. I don't care what I have, I just want them to fix me now.  </p>  <p>After the appointment we went to Burger King and ate lunch. Then we let the dogs run before we went to Petsmart and Best Buy. While we were in Best Buy, I got really bad diarreah (keep in mind I had just eaten, I didn't have anything prior). But I felt better afterwards, and the ride home was fine. Dad called, and I told him what the doctor said, and his response was "No, you DON'T have crohn's. That doctor doesn't know what he's talking about". Well shit, if it is, I'm not fucking telling him.  </p>  <p>Made it home, got sick again, went and got some dinner with Tara, got sick after I ate dinner. Jeez. Some days... I swear.... </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[tests]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-12-12T10:12:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[If the silence takes you....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... then I hope it takes me too....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Rundown! </p>  <p>Chemistry- Notes </p>  <p>US History- Notes </p>  <p>Poetry- worked in the computer lab </p>  <p>Earth Science- Got my Igneous rock test and Sedimentary rock test back, both were B's, and I took my Metamorphic rock test. Score.  </p>  <p>Fashion Design- Worked on designing a tie.  </p>  <p>Word and Power Point- Worked on my jeapordy style game power point.  </p>  <p>Internship- Helped with an admit.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I told all my teachers I would be gone the next two days, they were understanding and gave me the work I needed, which is just taking notes from Chemistry. Two sections, pretty easy. I made some jello tonight. Peach and Lime. Yummy. I can't have anything to drink or jello that is red, blue or purple. And I loooove cherry jello and rasberry jello, but I'll live. I might end up going and getting more jello. My goal for tomorrow is to get my sheets, jeans, darks, and lights all washed on the same day. That is four loads of wash. Meanwhile I will tidy up my room, and vaccum it reeeeally good. Probably vaccum my comforter too, it's black so it really attracts Izzy's&nbsp; white hair.  </p>  <p>Instructions for tomorrow: </p>  <p>7am: light breakfast ( toast )  </p>  <p>9am: Take the oral saline laxitive flavored ginger-lemon.  </p>  <p>Every hour after: 8 oz of water.  </p>  <p>7pm: Second dose of OSL. </p>  <p>Continue drinking water  </p>  <p>Woo, the excitement. On top of water I have some iced tea, apple juice, and grape juice. That's about all that's going on.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-14T12:12:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I don't feel any shame....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_dont_feel_any_shame.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... I won't apologize... </strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So here's what I got done today: </p>  <p>Jeans </p>  <p>Sheets </p>  <p>Towels  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>The rest I didn't do. I hate laxatives with all my heart, my bum is raw. I watched The Incredibles about 3 times, Life is Beautiful twice, Oprah, two episodes of ER, and Sex and the City. Impressive eh? That is easily the most TV I have ever watched. I kept missing my favorite scenes because of mad dashes to the bathroom. Rawr. :(  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2005-12-14T11:12:18-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And she dreams she's dancing....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/and_she_dreams_shes_dancing.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... around and around without any cares....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Today was my colonoscopy. E, T and I left at 1:15, only had to make 3 pit stops for me. Got to the hospital, found the Endoscopy place, checked in. Then went to the pre-procedure/ recovery. I stripped down into a gown, took everything but my socks off. They took my vitals, then a nurse came to start an IV. She hit a valve, so a different nurse came to start it, and she put this on top of my right wrist. We waited a little while longer, and that's when I started to get nervous. Finally they came to get me.  </p>  <p>They wheeled me into the colonoscopy room, and the nurses were really nice. They told me to get comfortable on my side like&nbsp;how I would be sleeping. So I did, she put in the anesthesia... and I drifted. But then I could hear they're voices, and it kept hurting in certain spots. I tried to open my eyes, tried to tell them it was hurting, but I couldn't, I think they may have given me more stuff, because then I could hear E and T talking before I could open my eyes. It took a little while to open them.  </p>  <p>After I was awake, the nurse brought me some ice water - which never tasted so good. I was so out of it. The doctor came and told me my colon looks fine, but they took some stuff to do biopsies on. I knew he came, but I had to ask my brother three times before I remembered. Then it was time to go, I made my way to the bathroom really quick. Because they filled me up with air, I've been seriously gassy, not smelly gassy - thanks god.  </p>  <p>We went to Perkins, I got a bowl of chicken noodle soup. We drove home and I was finally awake by the time we were a half hour from Livingston. Went home, E and T left to return movies and pick up her car. Eric stopped and got me a hot fudge sundae from DQ - which was really sweet. Now, me and my raw bum are going to bed.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[degrassi]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-12-16T11:12:58-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I feel like they're talking in a language I don't speak.....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_feel_like_theyre_talking_in_a_language_i_dont_speak.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... and they're talking it to me.....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Yesterday I didn't go to school until 11am. I went and talked to the counselor, he and I get along. Down to earth. I didn't think I was upset about the colonoscopy, but once I started talking... I just started crying. Which felt good. The rest of the day went well.  </p>  <p>Rundown of today  </p>  <p>Chemistry- Notes </p>  <p>US History- Video on westward expansion </p>  <p>Poetry- Poetry reading </p>  <p>Earth Science- notes </p>  <p>Fashion Design- Worked on my perfume bottle </p>  <p>Word and Power Point- Finished my jeapordy game. </p>  <p>Internship- Nada, skipped out early. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>It snowed today. I got home, had let the dogs out and got a call from Billings. The results of my colon biopsy came back, and I have Colitis. It's similar to crohn's; crohns affects the body anywhere from the mouth to the anus, and Colitis affects only the colon. So... they're mailing me a slip for a prescription and some information. I called my dad, he was in a meeting, so I called Tara and told her, but she had to go, then I called my sister, she had to go, I called my brother Brian, he talked for a bit then had to go, but called me back. Tara called me back and planned to meet me for mexican. Then my dad called back finally, so I told him what was up and gave him the website <a href="http://www.mayoclinic.com">www.mayoclinic.com</a> for him to look it up. Ate dinner with Tara, came home, watched Degrassi. Dad called back, we talked about meds, and going to a dietician. Which now is good, because at least I have somewhere to start from with a dietician instead of just saying "hey, I'm sick". Ya know? </p>  <p>Watched the season finale of Degrassi and South of Nowhere, Yes! The drama &lt;3 </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2005-12-18T12:12:43-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Running away from pain....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... when you've been victimized, tales from another broken heart.....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So today was pretty good.  </p>  <p>I got up, lazed around, then I decided today was a day to masturbate. So I did, came twice, then I took a long shower. Washed my hair, decided to shave my legs, pussy, arms... all nice and soft. So I go to my room, I'm drying off, and I get a call from a number I don't know. I answer, and who is calling me? D is calling me. His wife and kids are in town, and he's alone. So I told him to give me 20 mintues and I'd meet him.  </p>  <p>I got dressed, met him, and followed him to his&nbsp; house. Damn he lives in a nice house. He was really nervous, like last time. We started on the couch, I was sucking his cock.. which was so big and thick I could just barely fit my lips around it&nbsp;- which is saying something. He kept trying to call his wife to see if she was on her way back or not, then we went to the bedroom... Oooh man it was fun. I put the condom on him, and layed back teasingly... then he got on top, and started to push into me... good thing he makes me so wet, otherwise&nbsp; he would never have fit, he just barely fits inside of me and moans in my ear "oh god, you make me do baaaad things". Omg, hot. So he's just banging me, and it was feeling soooo good. Then he came. It was terribly quick, but it wasn't porn star quality. He felt bad. He's married though, he doesn't have to put on a porn star show everytime he bangs his wife.. and I'm... well - very tight since I haven't had a couple kids. lmao. So.. he was felling bad "I'm pathetic, just like that, pathetic, can't even last for you...", I got really close to him, rubbed his crotch and said "If you were pathetic, I wouldn't be here" which made him feel better.  </p>  <p>After that I headed to Pamida to get some toys for Cole. Then back home.  </p>  <p>My sister called, and guess who's in Kalispell? My brother Chris who can't make it here for Christmas, but can for the week before Christmas. That kinda pissed me off. :( I want my dad here for Christmas, I mean, I'm sick, and it's my first Christmas moved out. So, boo on him. Brian is coming Wednesday, and Cortney is coming Saturday. :D </p>  <p>Tonight was interesting. I had blood in my stool - which freaked me out, but I guess it's to be expected. I'll call my doctor monday and let him know. If it was related to the procedure I had Wednesday, I think I would've passed blood Wednesday night or Thursday. Not Saturday, that's too long, and the blood was bright red, so it was fresh, I think. I dunno. I had really bad pain for a while, like the 10 on a scale of 1-10. :( So I took one of my blue pills and waited. I feel better now. Tomorrow I'm going to town, and seeing AJ.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-12-20T10:12:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And so it is just like you said it would be....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/?entry=347865</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>&nbsp;..... life goes easy on me, most of the time....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So I haven't updated in a couple days. Lacked the motivation. </p>  <p>Here's what happened Saturday:  </p>  <p>Got up - had to head into town to finish Christmas shopping. I was checking Wal-mart for a "I love your Style" Elmo, and Brandon calls. :) So I told&nbsp; him once I finished my Christmas shopping I'd head over. I finished my Christmas shopping, and called him back. </p>  <p>I went over to his place, and he was talking online to Rosie ( he popped her cherry a month ago ) trying to convince her to come over. So while we wait for her to come over, he fucked me a little bit, and I sucked him, then he fingered me until I came, then Rosie showed up. He fucked Rosie, and came inside her. Then she finally agreed to let me eat her out. So.. I ate her cream filled pussy - yummy. Then he fucked me some more while I was eating her pussy, then he fucked her, then me. It was fun.  </p>  <p>Monday went okay, had a test in Earth Science.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Today's Rundown </p>  <p>Before School - Got up and 6am to take a test I missed. Bombed. I studied so hard, it was disappointing. </p>  <p>Chemistry- Took a test I bombed. Also studied hard for it.  </p>  <p>US History- Notes and a video on the Donner Party.  </p>  <p>Poetry- stayed for half of it, left of dietician. </p>  <p>Earth Science- there for the last half, got a 35/39 on my test, which is an 89%. </p>  <p>Fashion Design- Finished my perfume bottle and finished my periodic table thing.  </p>  <p>Word and Power Point- Goofed off.  </p>  <p>Internship- Left early.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So I saw the dietician today. She didn't have anything for Colitis, she gave me some websites, recomended I see&nbsp;a counselor, and told me to avoid nuts, seeds, corn and peas. She told my regular doctor the diagnosis and about the bleeding, he wanted to see me soon, so I'm going to see him Tuesday. Brian comes Thursday, Cortney comes Saturday, Christmas is Sunday, and I need to get my car in to get fixed. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-12-20T10:12:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Your hair is everywhere....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... screaming infedelities.....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So on another note. I emailed Him. This summer he use to do anal so much, and everytime it was just miserable for me, and sometimes I just couldn't take it. I knew it pissed him off. But since I know why I've been sick for the last 5 (almost six) months, I know it wasn't my fault this summer. My poor colon. I wrote him: </p>  <p><strong>"This summer when I couldn't take anal... I tried, but it wasn't my fault, I have Colitis. It isn't contagious, but I always felt bad about not being able to take it. "</strong> </p>  <p>I sent it Sunday, and he still hasn't read it. Frustrating. But I had to tell him.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-12-21T11:12:40-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Don't let it go away, this feeling has got to stay....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/dont_let_it_go_away_this_feeling_has_got_to_stay.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>...don't let it go away, you're new, you're so new.....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Todays rundown:  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Chemistry- Watched a video </p>  <p>US History- Finished a video on the Donner Party, that's crazy stuff. </p>  <p>Poetry- Substitute, goofed off. </p>  <p>Earth Science- Video on avalanches. </p>  <p>Fashion Design- Goofed off </p>  <p>Word and Power Point- Goofed off </p>  <p>Internship- Left early </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So.. got to go at 3pm, went to Albertsons to pick up my $200 prescription. Had to wait a while, pharmacist was on her smoking break. Got my prescription, paid for it, she told me about and so I headed to my car. Sat there for a little while, just chilled while it warmed up. I pull out, go to the end of the parking lane, turn down another lane to go to the exit, and out of nowhere this 1992 Dodge Ram truck hits my front right. I wasn't going more than 5 miles an hour. So they complete their turn or whatever the hell they were doing, I got out because I thought they were just gonna leave! Then she finally stops and gets out. We exchange insurance, all the while&nbsp; her husband is yelling at me. Saying it was my fault, blah blah. So I just got back in my car and ignored him yelling at me. Keep in mind these two people are at least 70 years old each. I waited for the cops to get there. He came, took a statement from me, then from them, and let us go. All the meanwhile I called dad, and Tara. Came home, filed my claim, and Eric keeps calling while I'm trying to give the claim lady my number, I keep having to repeat everything, then Tara calls, and I switch over and tell her to chill with the call 'cause I'm trying to file insurance. So I take care of that, the lady was very helpful. I call my dad, let him know, and my brother. He was worried. I guess he was flipping out thinking I had passed out or was at the hospital. </p>  <p>Then I called D, who fixed my car back in August. </p>  <p>me: Hey, its (insert my name), feel like doing an estimate for me? </p>  <p>D: Sure, what happened? </p>  <p>me: Someone backed into me.  </p>  <p>D: Today isn't good, how about tomorrow? </p>  <p>me: I get out at noon, early afternoon or late? </p>  <p>D: 1pm?  </p>  <p>me: Great, see ya then. </p>  <p>D: All right, see ya then. </p>  <p>Yummy.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2005-12-25T10:12:57-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Merry Christmas]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Uhh... so the last couple days were uneventful. I got out of school Thursday. Thursday night I got so sick. My body just spasmed and got rid of all water so fast I was just dead. lol. Late Thursday Brian got in. Then on Saturday Cortney and her family got in around 2pm.  </p>  <p>Christmas:  </p>  <p>Up at 6am. Jesus. </p>  <p>Opened presents. Bolded are requests, italics are good gifts the rest.. well, blah.&nbsp;Inspired by <a class="msuser" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none! important" href="http://blackmamba.mindsay.com/">blackmamba</a>&nbsp; </p>  <p><strong>Jewelery Box</strong> </p>  <p>Picture Frame </p>  <p>Picture Holders </p>  <p>Bath stuff </p>  <p><em>Eisle with paint</em>  </p>  <p>Necklace </p>  <p>3 pairs of earings </p>  <p><strong>50 First Dates</strong> </p>  <p><strong>Encore- Eminem</strong> </p>  <p>So that's what I got on top of <strong>XM radio</strong>. Wyatt and Cole got SO much stuff. Wyatt got this duckcall thing, and a head flashlight, wow. What a lovely way to wake up. I was sick again today. This morning, must have gone like, 10 times. All together today 20. Easily. We had monkey rolls for breakfast, and I went back to bed. Then I got up and had lunch - homemade gumbo. Yummy. Hung out with the boys, played game after game after game. Sheesh. And Cole has a cold, so he's cranky, but doesn't want to sleep. Most of us stayed in our PJs all day. It was nice. Dinner was prime rib, mashed potatoes, and salad. For desert I had some vanilla ice cream. Pretty good stuff.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2005-12-27T12:12:53-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Do you realize you have the most beautiful face?...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/do_you_realize_you_have_the_most_beautiful_face.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... Do you realize that everyone you know someday will die....</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So.. todays rundown:  </p>  <p>Got&nbsp; up, showered because I bled all over my leg last night - how gross.  </p>  <p>Went into town, returned 3/4 pieces of jewlery.  </p>  <p>Went to Target to look for an Ipod, sold out.  </p>  <p>Came home </p>  <p>Watched movies with my nephew </p>  <p>Ate dinner </p>  <p>Watched 50 First Dates. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I exchanged the jewelery, looked around Macy's jewelery, and was disappointed. The necklace my dad had picked out was all right. I shouldn't have exchanged it. I just worry that I'll regret not having it when he's gone. I picked out 3 pairs of earings and a necklace in place of what I exchanged. </p>  <p>I was suppose to meet up with AJ and have a little fun, but he didn't answer his phone. So... that sucks.  </p>  <p>Brian worked on my closet all afternoon&nbsp;- which was nice. Tara made Spaghetti for dinner.  </p>  <p>Tomorrow I have a doctors appointment. </p>  <p>Right now I'm overwhelmed a slightly drugged. Took my Bentyl when I thought I was gonna get sick, didn't get sick, and now I'm thinking about my Mom. I miss her, holidays and milestones are tough.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-12-28T09:12:55-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Even though the moment passed me by, I still can't turn away... ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>   <img alt="" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/rare_ould_times/b807e98c.jpg" align="baseline" border="0"> </p>  <p>Sparkly panties from Victoria's Secret </p>  <p>   <img alt="Mmm.. sexy" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/rare_ould_times/aee124a0.jpg" align="baseline" border="0"> </p>  <p>Corset from Torrid </p>  <p>   <img alt="" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/rare_ould_times/b5bbbfad.jpg" align="baseline" border="0"> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>   <img alt="" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/rare_ould_times/1a5c6f5a.jpg" align="baseline" border="0"> </p>  <p>   <img alt="" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/rare_ould_times/b1dd016f.jpg" align="baseline" border="0"> </p>  <p>Random pair of panties </p>  <p>   <img alt="" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/rare_ould_times/0c5c82dc.jpg" align="baseline" border="0"> </p>  <p>Another pair from Victoria's Secret </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-12-29T02:12:46-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Good eye sniper...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... you shoot, I run.... </strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So today at 8:15am I got a call from the body shop, the part arrived and I can drop my car off. I didn't get up and going until 10am. Went to the pharmacy to pick up some prescriptions - that took half an hour. I dropped my car off at 11am, some guy named Wade gave me a ride home. He sort of flirted with me, kinda cute but not enough for me to be interested. Was disappointed that D wasn't there. :( I really could've gone for a quickie, especially with his thick cock. So - hung out at home. Beat another level of my PS2 game - The Nightmare Before Christmas-Oogie's Revenge. That game owns! Then I sort of hung around the house, played with the dogs. I took pics (obviously) lol. It was fun. I usually don't get into pics but I did today. Tara came home - I had a piece of mail.  </p>  <p><strong>My Mail : Who's Who Among American High School Students.</strong> Ummmm... WOW!! 5% of highschool students are choosen to be put in this book. I'll be in this book for the next 40 years starting fall of 2006. Someone at my high school nominated me for this. How fricken cool! I'll get college reccomendation to 11,000 colleges, plus this on my college application, aaaaand... I'm elligible for scholarships. They give out 100,000 worth of scholarships each year. Annd.. I'm super excited. I called up my dad and told him, he said&nbsp; he'd brag about it.  </p>  <p>Eric had to work 6am-4pm at the truck stop, then 5pm-9pm at Applebees. Then he had to work 10pm-5am at the truck stop and he's suppose to work 6am-4pm tomorrow! Poor guy. </p>  <p>I'm ordering my Ipod.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2005-12-30T01:12:42-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm really a cat you see....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... and it's not my last life at all....</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So today was interesting. E slept until 1:30pm or 2pm then left to go to work. I busied myself with movies, TV, sending out pictures and whatnot. I also kept in touch via phone with this guy from Bozeman. </p>  <p>Guy from Bozeman is married, a cross dresser, dominant, and straight.  </p>  <p>Finally E left for work, and I called him the BG(bozeman guy) to come over. He told me he&nbsp; had something for me, a $100 toy. So while he was driving over, all I could think of was "why could a toy cost $100 and not require a plug in or lots of batteries?". He arrives, we go to my room, and he has me feel the toy. It feels just like a real penis - no joke! Then we kinda messed around, he basically worked the toy into me and made me cum, omg, came sooo hard. It was nice. I gave him one of my old corsets which :: tears of sadness and joy:: no longer fits. It's about 4" too big! Eeek! (Reason why I'm only wearing the turquoise corset in the pics) Let him have the matching thong as well. He said that today was the best day he'd had in a long time. :) Hehe. </p>  <p>Tara got home late. I ate a burrito with sour cream and salsa - yummy. </p>  <p>Chatted online for a little bit...  </p>  <p>Then I showed off my toy to <a class="msuser" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none! important" href="http://blackmamba.mindsay.com/">blackmamba</a>&nbsp;and <a class="msuser" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none! important" href="http://divyneactress.mindsay.com/">divyneactress</a>. One of which claims it's 20".    <img alt="Smiley" src="http://www.mindsay.com/xinha/plugins/InsertSmiley/smileys/0489.gif">&nbsp;and it's not. lol </p>  <p>I'll get a tape measure and measure it tomorrow and&nbsp;probably post pictures. :D </p>  <p>(omg, I can't stop looking at the smiley face paddling) </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-12-31T01:12:09-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Don't wanna be your monkey wrench... ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><font size="2"> <div>   <p><strong><font size="3">....One more indecent accident... I'd rather leave than suffer this....</font></strong>   </p>   <p><font size="3"></font>&nbsp;   </p>   <p><font size="2"><font size="3">So today started so-so. I was sick at 4am, dehyderated, etc. Went back to bed. Got up and the dogs were barking crazily, so I go upstairs and Cortney is here! Sweet. I get a call from the body shop - my car is gonna be done today. Even better. Cortney was teasing her son Wyatt that they were gonna leave him there while they were loading toys into the car, and he started crying, and got very upset. I hate to say it - but it was really cute. Then they left, then E and T left. So I was sitting there watching Law and Order: SVU marathon... Yes! And D calls. I told him I was alone, so he comes over. Ooooh... man. He was giving me a hard time, telling me all the stuff he had to do, and I just dragged him over here. lol. I sucked on his cock, and he moaned "ohh god.. when you do that... and you wonder why I cum so fast" I told him I didn't wonder, that I knew why. Then he fucked me doggy on my bed.. omg, his cock his so thick, I was moaning into the pillow and giving him some encouragement "oh, fuck, keep fucking me, omg, it feels sooo good, ohhhh". He lasted so much longer this time, and finally we did something other than missionary. He left, and I watched some more SVU. He called to let me know my car was done, and was sending a guy in a truck over to pick me up. Took care of that, paid for it, and he said he'd give me a call again. When that is&nbsp;- who knows. But he's fun. Yummy. I picked up Tara in Bozeman, we got a burger, and went to the mall. I got new Clinique make-up, and then we went and saw a movie : Wolf Creek. What a shitty movie. Went home, now I'm here.</font> </font>   </p> </div></font></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-01T08:01:49-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Now I'm here to stay, love can be so boring...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... and nothings quite the same now, I just say your name now....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So New Years Eve I went with Stephanie and a few boys to see Rumor Has It with Jennnifer Aniston in it. I liked it a lot, it was so funny, and a good movie to see, made me laugh. We drove really fast to get back to Livingston so we could drop into the Bowling Alley for the 10 second countdown, we got there with two minutes to spare. After that I drove home, and headed to bed. </p>  <p>Today I got up at noon. Felt so good to sleep in. I got dressed, ate leftover Chinese food and headed to Bozeman. Went to the mall ,got a couple books, then I got my hair done. The roots were a few inches long, which for you guys reading&nbsp;my blog.. it's REALLY TACKY! lol I bought a couple books and headed back home. </p>  <p>Not much has happened in terms of excitement. Hopefully D (the mechanic) will call this week. What I really need to do this week is schedual my yearly gyno appointment, and start seeing a counselor that my dietician recomended to me. That's about it. Tomorrow I go back to school, and I don't want to at all. Not one bit, never. Rawr.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[internship]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[june]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-05T08:01:26-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Must it take a life for hateful eyes to glisten once again...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... 500 years like gel ignite and blown us all to hell....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Bad Elle for not updating.  </p>  <p>So.... this week went by really fast. </p>  <p>What's the big news? Well I will tell you. </p>  <p>After writing a letter to the VP expressing my interest in graduating early, I got&nbsp;a call slip during 6th period to the office. I went there and the VP and counselor were both there, said my letter was convincing enough, and then they changed my schedual so I would graduate early. :D That's right everyone. I am graduating this June. This upcoming June 4th of 2006 I will be graduating from highschool. What does this mean in the long run? I need to get my fricken shit together and start filling out college applications!! I am very happy about this, and a little scared.  </p>  <p>What else happened.... well yesterday I got my Ipod!! And omg, the FedEx guy is overly yummy. I was like "uhhh... hi.....". Yum.  </p>  <p>Then todays rundown: </p>  <p>Chemistry- not much </p>  <p>US History- test, I made a cheat sheet... but I studied my cheat sheet so much I ended up not using it. Which made me feel better.... anyways, I got a 98% on the test. :D </p>  <p>Poetry- Poetry reading despite being hoarse. </p>  <p>Earth Science- Open note test - sweet! </p>  <p>Fashion design- handbags and shoes </p>  <p>Word and Power Point- jeapordy presentations </p>  <p>Internship- not much, but I got to see this lady that was gonna die. She got a really bad bacterial infection that went to her blood, and then to her heart. It was sad.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>After school I called my dad, told&nbsp; him&nbsp;I'd been sick and he told me to call the clinic. So I did, I talked to the nunrse, she said she'd talk to my doctor to see if I should come in or not. I've been coughing up green mucus in the morning. But I feel fine around noonish.. so I dunno what they'll want to do.  </p>  <p>Tomorrow E, T and I are suppose to be going up to Kalispell to hang out with my sister and stuff. I dunno.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-10T09:01:12-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Scar tissue that I wish you saw, sarcastic mister know-it-all...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... close your eyes and I'll kiss you....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Bad Elle again for not updating. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I went to Kalispell this weekend.  </p>  <p>Friday- Went to the doctor for my throat, he said it was viral infection, and I couldn't talk because my vocal cords were swollen. So he gave me an inhaler. Then we left for Kalispell. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Saturday- I saw Brett. It felt really weird. He's nice, attractive, and&nbsp;a good guy. I feel like something terrible should happen to him. He told me his girlfriend found nudies of me on his phone, I guess that started the spark that ended their relationship. &gt;=)&nbsp;Then Cortney and I went to Target. I bought Wyatt a beanbag chair and a new movie. Then onto Costco where she got some stuff. That night I babysat for them. Both kids fell asleep, easy night. I ended up watching Life Is Beautiful. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Sunday- It was Wyatts birthday, so I sat with him and watched Beauty and the Beast until his party. He got walkie talkies, a scooter, some balls, and a snake toy for his birthday. Then we headed back to Livingston. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Monday- It was monday, what can I say? Lost my voice, and school went very slow. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Todays rundown. </p>  <p>Chemistry- we did a lab </p>  <p>US History- Notes and a video </p>  <p>Poetry- Wrote stuff </p>  <p>Earth Science- Study time </p>  <p>Fashion Design- Finished my shoe design </p>  <p>Word and Power Point- Worked on my music video power&nbsp;point </p>  <p>Internship- Got to see a few patients with a couple nurses I like. One of them promised I could see this guys hip surgery one. That'll be cool. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Came home today and discovered that we have&nbsp;a very low hanging power line in our back yard. It's hanging about 3 or 4 feet from the ground. I called the power company, then I headed to my gyno appointment. That went fine. She said I have a healthy looking cervix and what not. :) After that I went to the bank, took out some money, then went to the store and got some contact solution. Exciting stuff.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Sunday-  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-10T10:01:09-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She once believed in every story he had to tell]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/she_once_believed_in_every_story_he_had_to_tell.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... one day she stiffened, took the other side....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Okay, here's what I forgot. </p>  <p>Over the weekend I was bored and texting a lot. I texted AJ and we were talking about all the dirty stuff we wanna do. Back up a few months - this guy and I were trying to put together a gang bang and AJ was one of the guys we came across, he was pretty cool so I met up with him. This guy and I told everyone I was 18, it eventually fell through but I kept fucking AJ. So this weekend I told him I was 17, and he was not okay with it. He was pretty pissed I think. :( So no more kinky sex for Elle in Montana. :(  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-11T07:01:35-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Tell me the lies that you know I need...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... hold on, dream away.. you're my sweet charade...</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So rundown! </p>  <p>Chemistry- Finished my lab notebook </p>  <p>US History- Notebook check, 100% and video. </p>  <p>Poetry- Read poems </p>  <p>Earth Science- Reviewed </p>  <p>Fashion Design- Started outfit design </p>  <p>Word and Power Point- Worked on my music video power point. I go 4th on Monday. &gt;.&lt; </p>  <p>Internship- boring. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I talked to the guidence counselor today, checking out SAT and ACT testing dates and college admission deadlines. To sum it up I've missed every deadline, and I'll be going to MSU because they have rolling admissions. Sweet. :( Oh well. I can transfer to another college later, no big deal.  </p>  <p>I talked to AJ today, I asked if he would've fucked me if he knew I was 16, and he said hell no. Ouch, lol. But that&nbsp;a blow job or so isn't a big deal. lol </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-12T11:01:34-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Stay and learned, cause I'm obsessed...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... surely I can't be depressed...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Rundown </p>  <p>Chemistry- reviewed </p>  <p>US History- Got every test back to copy and check out what we got wrong </p>  <p>Poetry- Did a reading </p>  <p>Earth Scienece- Watched a video on The Dust Bowl </p>  <p>Fashion Design- Started designing lingerie </p>  <p>Word and Power Point- worked on timing all my slides </p>  <p>Internship- Didn't go today, stayed behind and worked on my power point </p>  <p>After school- stayed to work on my BPA projects. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Blech. I picked hard stuff for BPA I think. I should've done ALL tests. I went to the store and bought a whole bunch of condoms so I can read my condom poem tomorrow. :D We'll see how that goes. I also have a test in Chemistry tomorrow. And finals next week. I wanna get a massage tomorrow. I think T and I are heading to Billings Saturday because my brothers friend might be heading down to go ice climbing with him. I wanna do some shopping. </p>  <p>Rawr.  </p>  <p>I want a boyrfiend. I haven't in a long time, not since Freshman year, which was two years ago. I'm tired of being alone, and I want someone to go to the movies with, spoil me, and someone I'm the only one I'm with, ya know? </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-14T11:01:32-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[What would you think of me now?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... so lucky, so strong, so proud, I never said thank you for that, now I'll never have a chance.....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Yesterday: </p>  <p>Two very notable things: </p>  <p>Poetry: A while ago we had an assignment to write a poem "10 things about_________" some people picked trees, clouds, etc. I picked condoms. So, since this was our last poetry reading I decided I had to make it good. I went to Albertsons after school and bought two boxes of condoms. I picked 10 out, and put them in a pharmacy bag. I was the last reading of the day. I went up on the stage.. took a deep breath, and said "Everyone who gets one - come up!" and I threw the condoms into the audience. I had them get into a line, and I read the title of the poem, then I passed the paper down, everyone reading one line. Only 9 people came up, so I read the last line which I knew by heart "You can see through condoms like you can see through a fake smile". During the reading the boys were blowing up condoms, it was hilarious. It floated all around the school, it was nuts. :D I'm proud of myself. </p>  <p>Later that night I got a text from AJ, and headed into town. Went to his place, and he took a shower. Yummy. Rubbed his back for a little bit, sucked his cock for a little bit, then he fucked me. He had a low stamina that night - which sucked, then his buddy called and was like "drive to helena so we can go kiteboarding", so I put on my clothes and left. Decided I should make my drive to town worth it so I called up a girl and we hung out for a little bit. She was sweet, seems like we could have a lot in common, but she was kinda shy. I bought 3 pairs of panties from Victorias Secret, a pair of shoes, and two CDs. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Today: </p>  <p>T and I went to Billings for her wedding gown and bridesmaid dresses. At Davids Bridal they sucked, they said we needed an appointment. Asses. So we drove around for a little bit, and went to Ross. I found my favorite pair of jeans. The color is called gun metal, and they are LEI jeans. I almost bought them online, only one place had them in my size, but I could only find a short or tall, no regular. BUT Ross, of all places, had them in my size, and my length. I was fricken excited. The pair I have is so worn out they have holes and stuff everywhere. So that pretty much rocked. I drove to Billings going 90mph-100mph, I drove home going 100mph-110mph. I like it fast and hard. ;) So that's about it for today.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-14T11:01:34-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[What would you think of me now?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... so lucky, so strong, so proud, I never said thank you for that, now I'll never have a chance.....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Yesterday: </p>  <p>Two very notable things: </p>  <p>Poetry: A while ago we had an assignment to write a poem "10 things about_________" some people picked trees, clouds, etc. I picked condoms. So, since this was our last poetry reading I decided I had to make it good. I went to Albertsons after school and bought two boxes of condoms. I picked 10 out, and put them in a pharmacy bag. I was the last reading of the day. I went up on the stage.. took a deep breath, and said "Everyone who gets one - come up!" and I threw the condoms into the audience. I had them get into a line, and I read the title of the poem, then I passed the paper down, everyone reading one line. Only 9 people came up, so I read the last line which I knew by heart "You can see through condoms like you can see through a fake smile". During the reading the boys were blowing up condoms, it was hilarious. It floated all around the school, it was nuts. :D I'm proud of myself. </p>  <p>Later that night I got a text from AJ, and headed into town. Went to his place, and he took a shower. Yummy. Rubbed his back for a little bit, sucked his cock for a little bit, then he fucked me. He had a low stamina that night - which sucked, then his buddy called and was like "drive to helena so we can go kiteboarding", so I put on my clothes and left. Decided I should make my drive to town worth it so I called up a girl and we hung out for a little bit. She was sweet, seems like we could have a lot in common, but she was kinda shy. I bought 3 pairs of panties from Victorias Secret, a pair of shoes, and two CDs. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Today: </p>  <p>T and I went to Billings for her wedding gown and bridesmaid dresses. At Davids Bridal they sucked, they said we needed an appointment. Asses. So we drove around for a little bit, and went to Ross. I found my favorite pair of jeans. The color is called gun metal, and they are LEI jeans. I almost bought them online, only one place had them in my size, but I could only find a short or tall, no regular. BUT Ross, of all places, had them in my size, and my length. I was fricken excited. The pair I have is so worn out they have holes and stuff everywhere. So that pretty much rocked. I drove to Billings going 90mph-100mph, I drove home going 100mph-110mph. I like it fast and hard. ;) So that's about it for today.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-15T12:01:43-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[10 Things About A Condom]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in">   <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in">It comes in a perfect quadrilateral package – a condom   </li>   <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in">You can blow up a condom like a balloon animal – a giant latex slug   </li>   <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in">When a condom breaks it makes a baby, when a baby’s<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">&nbsp; </span>born it makes a life   </li>   <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in">Condom wrappers come in colors, so do butterflies and rainbows   </li>   <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in">People come in all sorts of shapes and sizes, so do condoms   </li>   <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in">Condom balloons are present at every prom or dance with all the glitter and confetti   </li>   <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in">You can get your water, ice cream, snow cones and brew in flavors, now your condoms too   </li>   <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in">The sight of a used condom brings feeling of repulse and giggles from the common passerby   </li>   <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in">A condoms holds the power to change the color of an uncertain face when being purchased at the drug store   </li>   <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in">You can see through a condom like you can see through a fake smile    </li> </ol>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in">&nbsp; </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in">Not my best poem, but entertaining.  </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[pictures]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-15T10:01:19-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[well it breaks my heart to see you this way...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... the beauty in life is gone, somebody told me you were doing okay, and I guess somehow they were wrong...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So today was pretty good, got up, and I saw that my brothers friend left his phone. So I peaked at his pictures. Omg, he had pictures of a drum set, pictures of friends, pictures of a shit he took, pictures of his penis, and pictures of naked girls on his phone. lmao. He had a nice penis.  </p>  <p>Then I headed into town with T for a 1pm bridal appointment. The first dress she tried on was gorgeous. And it was the one. We both knew it when we saw it. So gorgeous, it was Italian Silk, normally 1k+, but it was on sale for $299. :D So she got it, then we grabbed some lunch at Wendys. After that we headed to Old Navy. They were having an incredible sale. I got two pairs of dress pants, two nice shirt (both silk) and a nice jacket for $80. :) It was a good deal. Then we headed home. I watched the end of Million Dollar Baby, so sad.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[finals]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-16T11:01:16-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Anything you think you know, baby is wrong...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... it's all over but the crying, fade to black I'm sick of trying...</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Rundown!  </p>  <p>Chemistry- reviewed </p>  <p>US History- reviewed </p>  <p>Poetry- peer evaluation of portfolio </p>  <p>Earth Science- reviewed </p>  <p>Fashion design- reviewed </p>  <p>Word and Power Point- I did my power point music video which had pictures from the movie Closer, "The Blowers Daughter"-Damien Rice. I fucked it up. I messed it up so bad. I saved my files wrong, and it was just embarassing. I felt so bad.  </p>  <p>Internship- We evaluated the course. I wrote that it was a big disappointment.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>After school I got my oil changed and window wipers replaced. Then I went to the store and picked up a few groceries. Came home, studied, cooked dinner, studied, took a bath and studied, then I studied some more. Omg. I hate finals.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[history]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-17T10:01:42-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I feel ugly....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... but I know I still turn you on....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Guys are worthless. I don't know what it is, but I'm thuroghly pissed off about guys. I'm sick of bad sex, no for sure fucks, and small penises. Rawr. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>FINAL for Chemistry- 83%, it'll be a 90% if she adds the extra credit to the test. If she just adds it on the grade book I'm not sure what it'll be.  </p>  <p>FINAL for US History- Not sure, but I felt pretty confident about it. On the front page I only missed 6 I think. :D  </p>  <p>Talked to my poetry teacher about my grade, he was being an ass.  </p>  <p>Came home and cleaned compulsively until I had a headache.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-18T10:01:32-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I gotta be honest, I think you know...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.....we're covered in lies and that's okay....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Todays rundown! </p>  <p>FINAL for Poetry- Evaluated other peoples portfolios </p>  <p>FINAL for Earth Science- Took a test, I felt fairly confident about. </p>  <p>FINAL for Fashion Design- Open note test, confident about that one too.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>After that I went to the doctor for a follow-up on meds. My appointment was for 3pm, and he didn't get to me until 3:30. So I stared at the dinosaur poster most of the time, and checked every hair on my head for split ends! Finally he got to me, we talked about meds. Diarreah has gotten better, but the pain is still pretty bad. He said the thing that concerned him most was that it is bad enough to wake me up in the middle of the night. So he had me&nbsp;get onto the table&nbsp;to poke at me. All along the&nbsp;really low abdomen, and up my right side. When he pushed along my right side it was the worst, it just kinda made me gasp it hurt so bad. So after that I sat back down and we discussed possible solutions. I'm already taking celexa, but only 5mg. He decided to up the dose to 20mg a day to get a better outcome of the cumulative effect. I'm gonna be bouncing off the walls. Then instead of refilling the entocort ($200) he prescribed something else that is generally prescribed for crohns disease. I can't remember what it's called. I have two more doses of entocort when I start the new one. It's a "tapering drug" which means I don't go off it right away.  </p>  <p>Anyway, paid my copay, then I headed out to my car, checked my cell phone and had a missed call from.... D! I was going to call him that afternoon. Anyways: </p>  <p><strong>Me: Hiya</strong> </p>  <p>D: Hi. </p>  <p><strong>Me: I was deemed not liable for my car accident</strong>. </p>  <p>D: Really? That's great </p>  <p><strong>Me: Yup.</strong> </p>  <p>D: So... do you swallow? </p>  <p><strong>Me: Yeah</strong> </p>  <p>D: Why haven't you swallowed mine? </p>  <p><strong>Me: I've never finished you off, you always seem pushed for time.</strong> </p>  <p>D: Oh. </p>  <p><strong>Me: Do you eat pussy?</strong> </p>  <p>D: Yeah. </p>  <p><strong>Me: Then why haven't you eaten mine?</strong> </p>  <p>D: You seem pushed for time. </p>  <p><strong>Me: I'm out at noon tomorrow, got time for me?</strong> </p>  <p>D: I'll call you.  </p>  <p><strong>Me: Sounds great, see ya then.</strong> </p>  <p>D: Bye.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Yummy! Hehe.  </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[blood]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-20T12:01:06-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[With one hand high you'll show them your progress...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... you'll take your time, but no one cares...</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Rundown.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>FINAL for Word and PowerPoint: Watched presentations </p>  <p>FINAL for Internship: Dropped off a paper and headed out </p>  <p>So here are what I think my grades are </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p><strong>For sure,</strong> <em>not sure</em> </p>  <p><em></em>&nbsp; </p>  <p><em>Chemistry: A- or B+</em> </p>  <p><strong>US History: B+</strong> </p>  <p><em>Poetry: A- or B+</em> </p>  <p><strong>Earth Science: A-</strong> </p>  <p><em>Fashion Design: A or B+ (she never posts grades)</em> </p>  <p><strong>Word and Power Point: A</strong> </p>  <p><strong>Internship: A</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So GPA is between: 3.4 and a 3.8 - Yay for Elle! </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>After finals I went to the lab to get some blood drawn, that was fun. I was starving by then, so I came&nbsp;home and had leftovers. I called Honda, and got an appointment for tomorrow at 8 fricken am to get my XM Radio checked out. Tonight I went and saw this guy, wasn't into him, and then I got sick, so I just headed home. E and T are heading to Kalispell this weekend it looks like. :D Which means a lot of good fucking for me. :D I hope anyways, I'm gonna be on my period, but most guys are like "bah, whatever :: hump hump::" hahaha.  </p>  <p>20mg of Celexa is nuts. I love it.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-21T01:01:54-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And you know I see right through you....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/and_you_know_i_see_right_through_you.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... 'cause the world gets in your way.....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Today was rather dull. This morning I got up and went to Honda at 8am. I sat there forever and they came back to tell me they have to order a new antenna. I told them I'd have trouble finding a time, and they told me to just bring it in before school and they'll give me a car - even though I'm not 18.  </p>  <p>Looks like E and T are going to go tomorrow morning. I told them they could take my care since it was snowing and both of their vehicles are pieces of shit. I really just want a few days to myself. Last weekend I spent it ALL with Tara, and the weekend before that I spent it ALL with Cortney, nephews, T and E, and the week before that it was Christmas. &gt;.&lt; So seriously, time for me time.  </p>  <p>That's about it for today. How dull! Seriously. I should've just stayed in Bozeman and waited for Brandon to get out of classes, or AJ.  </p>  <p>So... I think I'm a little depressed, but my anxiety is through the roof. I had to go when I was in town... and other people were in the restroom, and I was just crying, waiting for them to leave, and it hurt so bad, and I almost started hyperventilating - seriously, who does that? I couldn't believe I was so bothered... but I was. I was so shaken by it, I had to wait a while to drive home. :( Boo hoo for Elle. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p align="center"><strong>"And she swears there's nothing wrong. I hear her playing that same old song... she puts me up and puts me on"-Fuel</strong> </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[car]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-23T08:01:02-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You said you'd love me until you die....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... and as far as I know you're still alive...</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Yesterday was interesting. E and T didn't go to Kalispell. &gt;.&lt; Bastards. So I headed into town and met up with AJ (new AJ, not kiteboarding AJ). We took my car to this secluded place, got into the back seat and I started to give him a blowjob. It was fun. He's nice and dominant. Mmmm... a little bit of face slapping, nipple pinching, pushing my head way down so his cock goes passed my gag reflex, sucked on his balls. Mmm.. wish I wasn't on my period so he could've fucked me. </p>  <p>After that I headed to Old Navy, they were still having a sale so I bought two tank tops and another pair of dressy pants. Didn't do too bad price-wise. Then the number that has been calling me at 3am for the past few days called again, I answered and it was a guy from online, haha. So I met him at the mall, we walked around and I got a pair of earings. He was fixated by me. Saying I'm cute, etc. Hehehe. Then we sat in my car for a bit and talked, and then I headed home.  </p>  <p>No one was home when I got there except for poor old Aspen. Later Ben showed up to get her, she started whining and crying.. poor dog. That's about it. </p>  <p>Today I have regionals for BPA (Business Professionals of America) in Roberts, MT. Whereever the hell that is! lol. I'll compete in Interview, Graphic Design, Medical Office Procedures (test results), and Economic Research Paper (group). :D I'm excited. Wish me luck everyone! </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-24T10:01:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[We were drawn from the weeds...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... we were brave like soldiers falling down in the pale moonlight...</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Rundown of NEW classes! Woo hoo! </p>  <p>Chemistry- notes </p>  <p>US History- video </p>  <p>Western English- Started reading a River Runs Through It. </p>  <p>Intermediate Comp2- Reviewed other letters and graded them </p>  <p>Government- Looked at political cartoons, talked about politcal events, and kinda goofed off. </p>  <p>Creative Writing- Had an open interview where we sit in front of the class and he asks questions </p>  <p>Earth Science- Earth Science turned into an independent study, I did a summary of what I would do, typed it up, showed it to the VP, and turned it in. :D </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So now that I look at my schedual... I'm taking two sciences, two social sciences, and 3 englishes. You gotta be joking! I think I'll do fine. I like the new teachers, 3rd and 4th period are the same teacher, she seems understanding. I'm glad Earth Science turned into an independent study, I really hated Earth Science and it was sooo boring.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>After school before I dropped my car off at Honda, I called the lady that my dietician recomended to me for therapy. She's a psychotherapist. I've held onto the car for months, and I finally called her. She seemed very nice, she said she would call me back when she knows what her open dates will be. I'm nervous. I've never seen anyone beyond a school counselor, and there's so much stuff. I've kept a lot of things bottled up inside. The two main things being sexually whatever it was when I was little, and my Moms death.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So I dropped my car off at Honda, went to Staples and picked up&nbsp;a few binders. After that I headed home, took a shower, and ate dinner. My dad called, and I talked to him for a bit, I mentioned the therapy thing and he said to go, if I get something out of it keep going, if I don't then find someone else. All in all a pretty good day.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[tests]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-25T11:01:42-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And all I can taste is this moment....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... and all I can breath is your life...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Rundown! </p>  <p>Chemistry- Lewis dot diagrams </p>  <p>US History- Civil War notes </p>  <p>Western English- Discussed A River Runs Through It (the first 9 pages) </p>  <p>Int. Comp. 2- Advertised an item, I did my iPod.  </p>  <p>Government- Political cartoons, some of the cabinent, and MT state reps </p>  <p>Creative Writing- Brainstormed our autobiographical sketch </p>  <p>Ind. Study E.S.- started on the class overview powerpoint </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>All in all it was a good day. I left Cortney a note on the door and headed to Bozeman to pick up my car which now has working XM radio! I was happy about that. I got home and Cortney was there. Wyatt gave me a big hug and Cole just giggled. Cortney and I went to the store and picked up a few things to make dinner - my moms recipe of lasagna. Of course we forgot one major thing so I made another trip to the store. When I was driving there I got a return call from the psychotherapist I called. She has an opening tomorrow at 4:30pm... so tomorrow at 4:30pm I'll go to my first appointment with a therapist. I'm nervous. It's a good thing though. I think it'll help me out a lot. I also got a call back from my doctors nurse when I was in town. All my blood work came back great, and my doctor hasn't talked to my specialist in Billings yet.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-26T08:01:47-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You were holding me like someone broken....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... and I couldn't tell you but I'm telling you now, just let me hold you while you're falling apart...</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>The pain has gotten to the point where I can't lay down comfortably. It makes my back hurt. I feel terrible. I was crying, and shaking it hurt so bad. I've been up since around 1am on and off, and totally up since 5:30am. And I have to go to school with diareah, how humiliating. :( Come fix me.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[government]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-26T11:01:15-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Now it seems to me that you know just what to say...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/now_it_seems_to_me_that_you_know_just_what_to_say.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... words are only words, can you show me something else....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Rundown! </p>  <p>Chemistry- Lewis dot diagrams </p>  <p>US History- Battle of Antietam </p>  <p>Western English- Wrote about a place that is special to us, lol </p>  <p>Int. Comp. 2- Reviewed other peoples letters </p>  <p>Government- Abortion issue </p>  <p>Creative Writing- Started our personal story </p>  <p>Earth Science- Finished the Open Disclosure power point   <br /> </p>  <p>Oof. I left in every class for the bathroom, government twice. It was embarrassing. The day went well though. Easy day besides feeling terrible. After school I headed home, got a letter from my doctor with my blood test results. I have really good cholesterol. I'm happy about that.  </p>  <p>I went to the therapist. All in all, it was a good experience. She said it was a great thing I made the decision to come, and congratulated me on it. She kinda did a "get to know you" session. We talked about my living situation, my mom (a lot) and being sick, etc. She seems nice, and real. I&nbsp; like that. I cried a lot, just talking about my Mom hurts so much still, I can't believe it still hurts, it's been four years. It was interesting. I went home with a headache from thinking about everything at once. We went out to chinese food tonight, wasn't even out of the place and I was feeling sick. :(&nbsp; Fix me, please. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-27T06:01:54-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I lost her to a student chap with skin as black as coal....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_lost_her_to_a_student_chap_with_skin_as_black_as_coal.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... when he took her off to Bellingham she took away my soul....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I just tried to kill a spider, but it fell off the wall before I could get it. It's somewhere behind my desk. &gt;.&lt; Kill it! Some one! &gt;.&lt;&nbsp;I can't sit indan style on my chair forever. &gt;.&lt;  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[pain]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-27T10:01:55-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And how does it feel when you're out on your own...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... and now its too late to come home...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Rundown!  </p>  <p>Chemistry- Covalent Bonding </p>  <p>US History- Started watching Glory </p>  <p>Western English- Turned in paper, and read some of A River Runs Through It </p>  <p>Int. Comp. 2- Wrote a letter to the editor, I wrote that they should destroy stray cats. haha </p>  <p>Government- Took the Liberal/Conservative test. 0-conservative, 40-liberal. I got 20.  </p>  <p>Creative Writing- Read a story and started writing our own.  </p>  <p>Earth Science- Put together Chapter 1, Section 1 power point. :D </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Headed home. Tara was home today, Cortney and all them left this morning. E and T are going to Lewistown this weekend. :D Yes! I came home and called my doctor, left a note for his nurse to call me. The pain has just gotten so bad. She didn't call back, so hopefully monday. The new meds haven't worked at all. :( It's been upsetting.  </p>  <p>Oooo.. last night we went out to dinner. My nephew Wyatt has a bad habit of holding it until he absolutely has to go. Then he freaks out and HAS TO GO. Haha. So.. he goes, and comes back very proud of himself. Stands up on the booth seat and says "I had a poo that was this big!!" and he holds his arms out expressing the size. Hahaha. Good thing the people at the other table had kids, they thought it was funny too. Good stuff </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-29T05:01:53-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She's a face in the crowd, looking right through ya...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/shes_a_face_in_the_crowd_looking_right_through_ya.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... as if she knew ya better than you know yourself....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So today was rather interesting. AJ didn't come over. This morning I caught him online and he just said "yeah, I'm not gonna make it over today. I've got to work in a little bit". Asshole, like he knew he was gonna work prior to this morning. At least he could've given me notice. So.. I lazed around in my PJs until noon, took a shower, got dressed and watched The Karen Carpenter Story. </p>  <p>Then Brandon called. :D Always a safe bet. So... I also brought over my new toy. He started out eating my pussy, and it was feeling so good ,then I just needed him in me. So we fucked bare (third guy I've ever gone bare with) and he came inside me. We used my camera phone to take some pictures. After that we started using the toy and then he asked if I wanted to try fisting. I said yes. So he was using a lot of lube, and going pretty slow, it was feeling really good. There was a part of his hand that when he got there I felt a lot of pressure, but it didn't hurt. He would pull back and work it. Then he pushed his hand a little harder and there was this POP! Then it hurt and he pulled out. I reached down to rub it and check for blood, when I looked at my fingers they were covered with fresh blood. So he and I looked eachother and he was like "uhh.. go hop in the shower". He ran the water and I just let it bleed. There was sooo much blood. After it started to stop I got out of the shower, and cleaned up most of the blood spots. I went back into his room and sat on a towel ,he took and shower I and I put a tampon in. &gt;.&lt; I felt bad. I didn't get to cum. So I left, and went home.  </p>  <p>I went to the pharmacy to pick up my new prescription - Tramadol. Well, aparently my doctor hadn't called it in yet. So I called the hospital, they gave me to a nurse who would page him. While they did that I decided I'd get some grocery shopping done. And who did I run into? My doctor. He said he'd go by the pharmacy and take care of it, then he asked where the cheese was. What a nice guy. :)  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-29T02:01:51-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You, you never looked so good... ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... sipping life down like I wish I could... </strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Mmmm... I slept so good last night. I woke up this morning feeling good. My pussy is better, it's sore but no longer bleeding. (For those of you who were on edge for an update) Mmmm... horny. Hahaha, terrible. I'm gonna stay home today and do homework.  </p>  <p>Chemistry- worksheet </p>  <p>Western English- A journal entry  </p>  <p>Intermediate Composition- Two more journal entries </p>  <p>Government- 75 words on pro-life arguments, and 75 words on pro-choice arguments.  </p>  <p>And that's all I have for homework, pretty easy. :) I'm pretty sure I'll wait until E and T leave to go get lunch, come home, eat, and then I'll do my homework. Watch a few movies probably... good stuff.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-29T06:01:05-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I got the money ,you got the honey...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... let's cut a deal, lets make a plan, who's your daddy? Who's your buddy?Who's your man...</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Soo.... my grades arrived in the mail. :D </p>  <p>Chemistry: B+ </p>  <p>US History: B+ </p>  <p>Poetry: A- </p>  <p>Earth Science: A </p>  <p>Fasion Design: A </p>  <p>Word and Powerpoint: A+ </p>  <p>Career Internship: A+ </p>  <p>Total GPA: 3.715 </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Go Elle. &lt;3 </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>T and I went and looked at the two gyms in town. We are going to sign up for Total Fitness. I'm happy about this, so this week I have made two big life changes: </p>  <p><strong>1. Started therapy</strong> </p>  <p><strong>2. Joined a gym</strong>  </p>  <p>Maybe being sick will go away.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[dog]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-30T08:01:06-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Everything you are falls from the sky like a star]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/everything_you_are_falls_from_the_sky_like_a_star.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... everything you are, whatever ever you are....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Rundown! </p>  <p>Chemistry: Went over a worksheet and bonded with each other. I was Berillium and Aluminum. My oxidation levels were Be<sup>+2 </sup>and Al<sup>+4. </sup> </p>  <p>US History: Kept watching Glory </p>  <p>Western English: They went to the river, I stayed behind and did the worksheet </p>  <p>Intermediate Composition 2: Went to the computer lab and did a 40 minute writing test. </p>  <p>Government: Turned in our Pro-life/Pro-Choice paper, talked about Montana. </p>  <p>Creative Writing: Read a story and worked on writing our own story. </p>  <p>Earth Science: Worked in the library. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>After school I came hom and T was there. Apparently they were up all night because Berlin was choking on a piece of plastic, and worried them. Poor dog had diarrea all day. I took T to the banks. And who called? Hehe... some one who got me something special - Details tomorrow. :D I got my gym membership officially. I think I'll go after the rezdezvous tomorrow. Came home and ate an early dinner. Relaxed, watched Law and Order, and Grounded for Life.  </p>  <p>I went to go to the bathroom tonight, and you know how you strain, etc. Well that went fine, then I discovered my poor cooter was bleeding pretty bad - again. So tomorrow morning I'll make a doctors appointment.&nbsp;Eeeek.. I hope the gyno can take me, otherwise I'll go to my regular doctor.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-31T09:01:02-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You walk away, I'll walk away, first tell me which road you will take...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/you_walk_away_ill_walk_away_first_tell_me_which_road_you_will_take.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... I don't want to risk our paths crossing someday...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Rundown! </p>  <p>Chemistry: Got a couple worksheets for multiple oxidation states </p>  <p>US History: Concluded glory </p>  <p>Western English: Discussed the book </p>  <p>Assembly: A mother whose son got into a car with a drunk driver and died. Her video kept messing up, so all effect was lost. She was nice though. </p>  <p>Int. Comp. 2: Wrote intros to pursausive essays </p>  <p>Government: Discussed capitol punishment </p>  <p>Creative Writing: Worked on our pieces.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I left at 2:30 for a doctors appointment. I went and got my cooter checked out, she said everything looked fine besides some bruising. I also talked to Ashley today. A little background on Ashley, her boyfriend Todd is 30 years old, and she was in the process of getting emancipated. Well, I called her today to see how her court date for the emancipation went on monday. And what does she tell me? Todd killed himself Sunday night with a 9mm shot to his head. His manager found him. He left Ash a note telling her he couldn't take it anymore, and that everything was too much to deal with. She was so upset, the poor girl. :(  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-02-01T09:02:13-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[With your hands on my shoulders...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... a meaningless movement, a movie script ending...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Rundown! </p>  <p>Chemistry: Worksheet and a cheesy video </p>  <p>US History: Notes </p>  <p>Western English: Got into groups and discussed up to page 51, made a journal entry. </p>  <p>Int. Comp. 2: Made a journal entry on Ramen Noodles, and made a poster about "Colorless Words".  </p>  <p>Government: Gun control </p>  <p>Creative Writing: Passed our stories around - mine is 9 pages. I wrote about my Moms death.  </p>  <p>Earth Science: Finishing touches on 1-3 powerpoint and started a jeapordy game </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>For some reason today, once I got into my car I just felt terrible. I felt hot, and I was sweating. But my skin was cold and clammy. I felt like this until lunch, I ate lunch and felt 10x better. The rest of the day went a lot faster ,and better. At lunch I saw that I had a voicemail from my specialist doctor. So I called his office back and some girl picked up, she was just a bitch from the start. Ugh. Telling me that it's not her problem that he hasn't called me back when I was available, blah blah blah. All I asked was for her to make a note that I can be reached after 4pm, how fucking hard is that?? After school I went home, was starting to feel icky again. Decided to go to the gym, didn't work out, felt even worse. So I came home, waited it out, then I went to the store and picked up a few things. Mainly milk, we've been out forever. &gt;.&lt; I missed having milk to drink.  </p>  <p>Graduation date is set for June 4th, and I get out of school on June 1st. :D Woo hoo. &lt;3 So that means the countdown has begun... 4 months until I'm out of highschool, and 8 months, 5 days until I am 18. Rawr &lt;3  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2006-02-02T10:02:14-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm gonna carry you in in my head in my heart in my soul...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/im_gonna_carry_you_in_in_my_head_in_my_heart_in_my_soul.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both live again...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Rundown!  </p>  <p>Chemistry: We did a lab. We mixed HCl and zink together, placed a stopper with tube inside the test tube. Put bubble solution out the outside and created hydrogen gas - then we set the bubbles on fire. It was pretty sweet. </p>  <p>US History: Video </p>  <p>Western English: Read </p>  <p>Int. Comp. 2: Read part of a short story  </p>  <p>Government: Got started on our issues paper - I chose needle exchange </p>  <p>Creative Writing: Aimless writing for 10 minutes. </p>  <p>Earth Science: Worked on the jeapordy game </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>School went a lot fast today. My regular doctor suggested I go see my specialist in Billings again. So I have an appointment on the 20th at 11am to see him. Today I went and saw my therapist again. I asked her if anything relating to sex at all could break confidentiality, she said no. So I started talking about what happened when I was younger. It was harder to talk about than I thought it would be. But then we switched subjects, we bounce around a lot. She says it's unnatural for me to not feel angry about certain things. So I'm supposed to write "I am angry because.... " "_______ made me mad and should ________" and similar statements. Ten twice a day. So.. yeah, who knows. I went and picked up some Chinese afterwards. It was pretty spicy, but good. Soooo... rawr.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-02-03T11:02:35-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm just gonna lay on back, leave it on cruise control....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... keep it bottled up until the right time comes... </strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Rundown!  </p>  <p>Chemistry- news day </p>  <p>US History- notes </p>  <p>Western US- reading </p>  <p>Int. Comp. 2- pamphlets </p>  <p>Government- issues paper </p>  <p>Creative Writing- I shared my ramble writing </p>  <p>Earth Science- Hmm... did about 4 slides - hahahaha! </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Today was an early release day - sweet. In Government Crystal asked if I wanted to go out to Mexican for lunch, well duh! So we left early. She grabbed TJ and told Terry to meet me there. So that's what we did. Omg, they had the BEST churros. Heaven - seriously. After that I headed home, took a quick nap before going to the gym. One of the guys that works there showed me around. Made an appointment with a trainer - eek, hardcore. I want to go to the gym at least 5 days a week. Came home, took a shower. E got home pretty late so he decided not to drive to Kalispell tonight. &gt;.&lt; They better leave tomorrow. I want ME TIME and sex. Mmmmm.... rawr!  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-02-04T11:02:55-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Close my eyes, let the whole thing pass me by...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... there is no time to waste asking why....</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I had a bad dream last night.  </p>  <p>I was home in the old house in Rocklin, CA with my dad, and he was drinking and I was old enough to be drinking and we were telling stories. Then he tells me that mom wasn't really dead when he called the paramedics, but then she died, and that she didn't die in their bedroom she died on the nice couch. And I was so mad at him, I started screaming and stormed out. Then I was texting Sydnie everything that happened and I was in a hotel room. then I woke it. It was a bad dream. :(  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-02-05T01:02:06-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Grrrrrrr]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>So... E and T left early yesterday. Here's what I did: </p>  <p>Met this older guy at the mall and he gave me a bra and panty set from Victorias Secret -very sexy &lt;3  </p>  <p>Ate lunch at Wendys &lt;3  </p>  <p>Went to Famous Footwear and bought some tennis shoes </p>  <p>Went to Old Navy, bought three shirts and a pair of pants </p>  <p>Went to Target and got some sports bras and sweat pants  </p>  <p>Came home, was gonna rent movies but my brother has $14 in late fees, so they wouldn't let me rent. :( </p>  <p>Chilled at home - alone all night  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-02-05T07:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[On a depressing note... ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>The wife of the sheriff in the movie Powder looks just like my Mom. Looks exactly like her when she had cancer. Her eyes, mouth, nose, skin... everything. :( Gorgeous.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>My therapist wanted me to remember things about my mom, what kind of things we did together. I couldn't think of anything but watching Days of Our Lives together. I finally remembered something else we did all the time&nbsp;- run errands. Maybe that's why I like grocery shopping, dry cleaning, and stuff like that so much. Going place to place to place in the car.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Anyways, that's just what I was thinking.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-02-05T11:02:36-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Give me something that I need...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... satisfaction garunteed....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Today was&nbsp;a lazy day, for the most part I didn't feel good. Early this morning my specialist doctor in Billings called me back. I told him I was still sick and the pain has gotten worse. So he gave me another prescription for pain.&nbsp;That'll get called in tomorrow.&nbsp;I watched Monk all day. That's about it.  </p>  <p>I was in really bad pain, and I was waiting for my meds to kick in, I was crying. So I sat down and wrote the angry stuff my therapist said I should write. I wrote them out, and I tore it up just like she said. It felt pretty good. I think.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-02-06T09:02:36-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Muhahahaha!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I am worth $2,291,818 on&nbsp;<a href="http://www.humanforsale.com">www.humanforsale.com</a>. :D How much are you worth?&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-02-08T11:02:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You could be the devil in my bed...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... you could be the angel in my head.... </strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Rundown of yesterday! </p>  <p>Chemistry: Lab testing conductivity of household chemicals. </p>  <p>US History: Big CIVIL WAR test. 200 points, I think I did okay </p>  <p>Western English: Flyfishing </p>  <p>Int. Comp. 2: Discussed some essay. </p>  <p>Government: Yeah - Still lost on that. </p>  <p>Creative Writing: Another short story </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Pretty boring overall, but easy. The US History test I studied pretty hard for, I feel like I missed two or three of the fill in the blank questions, but I rocked the essays. &gt;.&lt; Just gotta cross my fingers. I went to the gym after school, it felt pretty good.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Today I am technically skipping. I was not ready to take the chemistry test, I studied though. I hate chemistry. :( I'll go back after lunch. In US History I think we're just doing a worksheet, in Western English we're going to listen to my US History teacher talk about mountain men. Booorrriinng. :( Rawr.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-02-09T01:02:02-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And I break at the bend, here and now will we ever be again...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.....cause I have found all that shimmers in this world is sure to fade away.....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So yesterday I went back to school in them middle of fourth period and I just couldn't handle it, my anxiety shot through the roof, my head was pounding, and I just felt like crying. So I turned in all my work for other classes and just went home. I was sitting on the couch watching part of a movie, trying to relax and Tara came home for lunch. She asked how I was feeling and I just started crying. I was crying and saying how it isn't fair, and I'm tired, and I can't do it anymore. And she started crying and hugged me tight. She is so sweet, I am proud to say she will be my sister in-law. She had to go back to work, but I spent the afternoon just crying and watching movies. Seriously, Lifetime showed three movies in a row about girls with anorexia, heh. Good chicken noodle soup for the soul.  </p>  <p>I emailed my dad telling him I couldn't do it anymore. I told him that we needed to go to a special hospital and I couldn't wait until summer. He agreed and told me he'd get some recomendations from our insurance. :( I just feel so lost and have no control. I'm ready for this to end. Today I see my therapist, that'll be nice.  </p>  <p>My dad called E last night, Tara told me they were talking about things. So I asked E what was up, he said dad was just trying to find a place, and Jon got into a car accident. Jon is my brother closest to my age. He was in rush hour traffic, his car was stopped, he think the guy behind him was stopped, but the car behind that car hit the car right behind job, causing him to rearend Jon, causing Jon to rearend the guy in front of him. He's okay, but his neck might hurt a little bit. To get his car fixed it'll cost $5,000. Both of my car incidents combined cost less than his. $1200 the first time, and $1400 the second time. Haha, stupid subaru. </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-02-10T10:02:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Lift up your head, focus on every detail....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... why does this illusion bring so much confusion when all I can dream of is you.....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Soo.... Thursday: </p>  <p>I didn't go to school again. I slept until 2pm, ate a light lunch and went to my therapist appointment. I sat down and started crying and telling her what happened. She said it sounded like I had a panic attack. :( My anxiety has just skyrocketed. So she said she'd call the VP and talk about possible solutions. She also said I should take as much time as I needed, not worry about school. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Today:  </p>  <p>I got a call from my therapist, she said she talked to the VP and that he was very willing to work with me for possible solutions. We came up with this: </p>  <p>Monday- Full day </p>  <p>Tuesday- Chemistry and US History </p>  <p>Wednesday- Chemistry and US History </p>  <p>Thursday- Chemistry and US History </p>  <p>Friday- Full day </p>  <p>And then I'll go into whatever class I have a test or quiz on. </p>  <p>Soo... hopefully this will be temporary.  </p>  <p>Tara and I went to Bozeman, grabbed some lunch, walked the mall, and then we went and saw Brokeback Mountain, fun stuff.  </p>  <p>I called my dad and told him what was up, and he didn't understand, he was giving me a hard time about everything. :( Rawr! </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-02-12T03:02:49-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Picture this we were both butt naked banging on the bathroom floor...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... how could I have forgotten I had given her an extra key...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I heard that song today on my XM radio, haha. So.. I got up and gave E my moms journal to read. I've only shown it to Cortney and no one else. I gave it to him in the morning. E and T went hiking with the dogs, and I fell back asleep to get the meds outta my system. T called at 2pm and said they were in town and at Costco (I usually order contacts there) so I got dressed and headed in. Well Costco was booked up, so I went to the mall. I got a new prescription for contacts, and a new pair of glasses. :) They are purple and very pretty. I was really happy that I had a good day. I think when I sleep a lot things go better. So went home, T and I got some dinner at Subway, rented The Corpse Bride and Waiting, we watched The Corpse Bride. </p>  <p>What I want to get done today is finish chemistry homework, review for chemistry test, do my pursausive essay on school uniforms, read my chapter on Civil War Reconstruction, and do my essay for Creative Writing. Whew. A lot to get done, but I can do it.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-02-14T02:02:35-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... I've got some real estate here in my bag....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Soo.. rundown.  </p>  <p>Chemistry- had a sub, so no idea what's going on. </p>  <p>US History- review video </p>  <p>Western English- Made up my test and watched A River Runs Through It </p>  <p>Int. Comp. 2- talked about a video they watched last week that I missed </p>  <p>Government- Watched a video on Geroge W. Bush, painful for an hour </p>  <p>Creative Writing- Passed out To Kill a Mockingbird </p>  <p>Ind. Study- did like 3 slides.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>After school I went to the doctor at 3:30. Told him the anxiety has gotten bad, and he asked me some questions about how I've been feeling. So we decided that the Celexa isn't cutting it anymore since I've gotten worse. So he gave me something temporary for anxiety, and then put me on 37.5mg of Effexor. I think that's what <a class="msuser" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none! important" href="http://blackmamba.mindsay.com/">blackmamba</a>&nbsp;is taking, I'll have to ask her about it. 37.5 is an odd dosage. My doctor told me to stay home tomorrow, so... not complaining. lol So I went to the store, picked those up, picked up birth control, and my bentyl. Good stuff. Came home fixed dinner, ate. Tara came home, she ate. I went downstairs to work on homework stuff. Then I got sick. I just started crying hard. Tara felt bad. I like Tara, she is so sweet to me, and so helpful. I took pain meds and went to bed.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-02-15T12:02:46-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I don't think I can take another empty moment...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... I don't think that I could fake another hollow smile...</strong> </p>  <p><strong></strong>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I can't drink anything after 10:30pm. &gt;.&lt; </p>  <p>So... today went well. I got up around 9am. I took my first dose of Effexor and ClonazepAM (which is the anxiety one). I ate some bread. Had no appetite for most of the day. I tried calling D, but the receptionist (who is also his wife) answered. So I said I had the wrong number. Brandon came over today. &gt;=) Mmmmmmmmm.... I was soooo horny. He licked my pussy, I sucked his cock, we fucked, I was on top, bottom, doggy...Mmmmm... then he started fingering me with three fingers, and then I kinda started bleeding again - oops. At least it made me cum, I didn't want him to stop. :( lol. So he and I laid there for a while, then I sucked him again, watched him stroke, then I rode his cock. &lt;3 Yummy. It was good. After he left I took a nap, Cortney got here around 4pm, it was good to see her. I watched Wyatt and Cole tonight while E and T and Cortney and her husband went out to dinner. Pretty good for a Valentines Day. Yesterday was 4 years since I lost my virginity, in case anyone is curious. :D hahahaha... yeah, anyways.  </p>  <p>I have like 10 minutes to drink water. &gt;.&lt;  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-02-16T09:02:13-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And of course you can't become if you say what you would've done....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... so I missed a million miles of fun....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Yesterday: </p>  <p>Got up at 6am and left my 7am for Billings. Originally we were supposed to take two cars, but nooooo... we had to take one. My brother in-law drives me nuts. He drives like 65 miles an hour on DRY roads, then the snow is blowing across the highway and he drives 55mph!! I had to be there by 9am, I told them 8:45 just to give myself a cushion, and we were 40 fucking minutes late.  </p>  <p>So I go to radiology, and they have me undress. Oops. I wore a thong&nbsp;- I didn't even think about it this morning. &gt;.&lt; So... the x-ray tech who was a girl gave me a gown to put on backwards, she was really nice. First they had me swallow stuff that was like pop rocks that made me want to burp, but I wasn't allowed to. Then I had to take a few sips of the barium mixture. That was some nasty shit. So I swallowed that, then they had me move around, stand up, lay on my side, lay on my back, lay on my stomach, turn slightly. It sucked.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So today I talked to my dad via email, and I'm moving back to California. He'll fly in Tuesday and we'll drive down. This is kinda happening fast.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-02-21T10:02:53-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[So I find myself back in California....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm in California. I met my dad at the airport Sunday, had lunch, and drove to some place in Idaho and stayed the night. Then we drove the rest of the way to Sacramento. Lindsy came over with her toy Snauzer named Heidi and kept my company while I started to unpack and she did her homework. That's really all I want to say right now.</p>
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  <dc:date>2006-02-24T01:02:40-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Oh no, what's this?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>..... a spider web and I'm caught in the middle....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Okay... soooo... Tuesday I got my snow tires taken off, I did some other stuff, but I don't remember. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Wednesday I saw my sugar daddy. He took me to the me&nbsp;to the mall, I got three very sexy shirts. One is brown with a cut out in the front and back, it looks cute with jeans. The second shirt is a halter top that has knife pleats and the neck tie is metal. It's this beautiful ocean blue color and very sparkly. The third is a speghetti strap top that is very flowly. It's cream, sparkly, has some squiens and ties in the back. All were $44... so it was 132, but he had a military discount, so 128.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Thursday Lindsy dropped off Heidi (her toy snauzer) and I dogsat her for the day. In the morning I was still sleepy so she and I slept together, she laid right on the curve of my butt and lower back. Then I got up when my dad got home and he likes Heidi. He was playing with her, giving her pieces of turkey and just petting her. He said "Give me two months to get you better and then we'll think about something else" ie a DOG!!&nbsp;That'd be sweet. Then I picked up Karleen from school, we went and got some lunch at this hole in the wall mexican place that was pretty good. Then we checked out Independence high school, and then went to Old Navy, I got four shirts. I dropped her off because she had dance. Went home, filled out paper work for Independence, then my dad and I washed my car. We went to 24 hour fitness and got resigned up, also I got a personal trainer.  </p>  <p>Highlight of my day was the night. Mike (my ex from 3 years ago) and I decided we wanted to do something. So at 8:45 I go downstairs and ask my dad.  </p>  <p>me: Can I go to a movie? </p>  <p>dad: Sure. With who? </p>  <p>me: Mike </p>  <p>dad: Mike who? </p>  <p>me: Mike J </p>  <p>dad: Mike you dated when you were 14? You're 17, I guess you can choose want you want to do.  </p>  <p>me: Thanks dad, I appreciate it.  </p>  <p>So we went and saw Fun With Dick and Jane, he paid for both of us,&nbsp;it was pretty funny. Afterwards we went to his truck. O=) I gave him head, he fingered me and made me cum, then we cuddled, then I gave him head again, then he fingered me and made me cum again. :D:D Then we cuddled. For a long time. Movie got out at like 11pm. I gave&nbsp; him a&nbsp; nice long back rub, worked out a knot in his back. After that we cuddled and talked. We missed each other. I got hom at 1:15am. :D </p>  <p>I'm going to the gym now.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-02-26T09:02:05-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm starting to believe it should be illegal to decieve a woman's heart....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... tried so hard to be attentive to all you wanted...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So... saturday.  </p>  <p>I went to a rave last night with my ex Mike. On the drive up I had gotten a mountain dew full throttle. Yum. But I kept having to pee. We left Sacramento at like 9, and didn't get tickets and get to the venue until midnight. I wore white pants and a sparkly blue halter top I got earlier this week.We got to the venue and&nbsp; I was rolling so hard, by that time I had taken an orange incredible, and an orange apple. Yum. So I did my usual back massages and kissing up on the boys and girls. Mike and I were kissing and making out and touching a lot. I found this guy and this girl who are kinky playmates, gave him my number. I met this girl named Chloe -&nbsp;wow, hottie, and she showed me her nipple piercing, Yummy. Mike and I helped cleaning up the venue after the rave was over trying to find where an after party was gonna be. Ended up there weren't any really good ones. So we headed back to the truck, I was trying to entice him to fuck me but he wasn't picking up signals. So we headed back, stopped for gas, stopped to pee a couple times. Ended up back in Sacramento around 7am. So we parked by a park and cuddled. We made out, held each other, stroked, caressed, kissed. He was hella tired because&nbsp; he smoked a bowel to calm down for the drive.  </p>  <p>Me: So.. just fuck buddies or do you want something more? </p>  <p>Mike: Fuck buddies sounds good.  </p>  <p>Me: K. </p>  <p>So... basically I've decided when we fuck we can't kiss or do any of that. His body language told me he wanted more, but I guess not. I'm dissappointed, and my heart kinda aches over this. He just has this stigma of being my first, the boy I lost my virginity to, ya know? He just felt so good to to touch and be touched by him that it made me feel so good. :( Rawr. So finally it was 10am, a reasonable time for me to get home. I just went to bed from 10:30am to 3pm. My dad got me up. I ate two bananas. Then had some soup and watched Celebrity Fit Club. Fun... fun...  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-02-28T05:02:40-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Tee hee. ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>OMG!!  </p>  <p>The Goo Goo Dolls were on Seseme street doing a new redition of Slide, it was called "Glide". Elmo sang along too. "When you don the best you could, you feel really really good, you're feeling that pride". It was easily the the best thing ever. :D I loved it.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-03-05T06:03:13-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She got you walking about in a frozen desert...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... from the tip of the iceburg you slip and fall.... </strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So.. been a while since I wrote. Bad Elle. So.. updates.  </p>  <p>Mike: Haven't really heard from him or talked to him at all, I'm over it.  </p>  <p>Wednesday I saw my personal trainer, then I had school. I did some of the packet wrong, so I had to redo it, no big deal. Then I knew I had to go, so I was telling the teacher it was 5:30 and I was going home. She asked why, I told her because it's 5:30, she said so, I said that I need to go to the bathroom, and then she tried to tell me there's bathroom there and I had a panic attack. Was crying shaking. So I grabbed my stuff and went to the car, glad I had some of my anxiety meds with me. Bad day. </p>  <p>Thursday I went to the dentist to get my wisdom teeth checked out since my top left was bothering me, he refered me to an oral surgeon and told me to get the next possible date - which ended up being Friday.  </p>  <p>Friday at 10am we went to the oral surgeon, they took x-rays, talked about the procedure, then they put me out. Woke up stuff with guaze and totally numb. It was a miserable night. My dad kept trying to get me to eat stuff, and my mouth wouldn't stop bleeding and the vicodin wasn't settling so I threw up all over the carpet, I felt sooo bad, my dad cleaned it up, and I was just bawling in the bathroom. Saturday went better. Got up, laid around, iced, went to the mall got a comforter and some shoes, then today has been good. That's about it.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-03-07T12:03:34-05:00</dc:date>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2006-03-11T07:03:35-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[The brand new tangled web you're spinning....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/the_brand_new_tangled_web_youre_spinning.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... anyone can be your brand new love... </strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I haven't posted in a few days.  </p>  <p>For the most part I had been pretty sick until yesterday, was having issues with pain, and my stomach wasn't playing nice with ibuprofen anymore. &gt;.&lt; So I was throwing up, not keeping down my regular meds. Pretty much sucked. I started feeling way better so-so evening, and Thursday I was almost back up to par. I managed to have a couple decent snacks that were solid. Mmm.. solid food &lt;3 Thursday we went&nbsp;back to the oral surgeon, he checked the sockets and cleaned them out by shooting warm water in them, omg, it hurt so bad. But afterwards when I took some Tylenol I started to feel better. Friday I went to the Beauty College to get my hair cut and dyed, I figured spending $50 was better than spending $100. So I got there at 11am, and decided it was time to cut off my perm. Which is a big deal, because it's 5 or 6 inches!! So... I did it. I cut it off, my hair went from nipple length to shoulder length. Then I dyed it a pretty red color. I am happy to get rid of that perm shit. It always got tangled, and if I didn't brush my hair a million times a day after straightening it I would have half curly and half wavy hair - not cool. &gt;.&lt; So..&nbsp;I like it. It feels really short though.  </p>  <p>Lindsy came over, she ended up going to a movie and dinner with my dad and I, then she and I went to the mall to pick up her new glasses... but the place didn't have them - they lost her order, so that sucks. We walked around a bit then headed home. Failure to Launch was sooo funny. I liked it. She's not sure she wants to go to the rave tomorrow. I really wanna go. &gt;.&lt; I really, really wanna go. I still haven't talked to Mike! I don't know what the deal is. He's ignoring me, and I don't know why. &gt;.&lt; Saturday, technically right now today, is his birthday. If Lindsy doesn't go I don't know who I'll get to go with, or who I'll take. :( Boo hoo.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2006-03-12T04:03:02-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I don't think that I could take another empty moment... ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... I don't think that I could fake another hollow smile.... </strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So... yesterday ended up being fairly lame. Lindsy bailed on me for the rave, so I spent saturday night at home. At least we went out to sushi. That was kinda nice. :) I reeeeally like the Wednesday Roll. It has fried shrimp and cream cheese in it. Yum. &lt;3 I told Trevor to call me and give me some people to drive to the rave because I wanted to go soooo bad, but he didn't pull&nbsp;through. </p>  <p>So far today has been quiet. I really wanted to go to Mexican for lunch, so we went to Chevys even though I wanted to go to this whole in the wall place in the old downtown part. &gt;.&lt; But noo... we didn't. Chevys really sucked, usually I like chevys, but it was fricken bad service and bad food.  </p>  <p>Then we went to the Raley's that was right by the Chevys, did some grocery shopping. Unexpected blast from the past happened. Aaron Cappen was bagging my groceries. He was this ass from Jr. High that found out my mom died (he listened in on Kar and I talking) and told these girls who hated me, who told everyone and ruined my year. Anyways. He turned into an ugly mother fucker. He was ugly then, but it was just 15 year old awkward boy ugly. Now he has hella deep acne and yuck. He kept trying to get me to look at him, kept looking at at me and shit. Just wanted to slap him right there.  </p>  <p>Anyways, now I'm here. Relaxing. I should do wash. I put all my panties and socks into my hamper. :)  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-03-18T01:03:05-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Up the stairs to her apartment...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... she is balled up on the couch....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So this week has been interesting.  </p>  <p>Monday - go to work in my dad's office. Hole punched 5,000+ papers and booklets. </p>  <p>Tuesday- go to the temp agency to be officially hired, start putting together binders. </p>  <p>Wednesday- putting together binders, school at 4pm. Took a test, got an A.  </p>  <p>Thursday- went to the oral surgeon for a check up, then put together more binders </p>  <p>Friday- Put together binders, fisnished. Went out to dinner with my dad, my brother Jon and my brother Chris. Dad was drinking tonight, which means he was fun. lol He was hilarious. Telling jokes, etc. Came home, messed around online, and who do I hear from? Shawn. Finally, after 4 months of him being MIA he messages me. He moved again, new number and all that jazz. It made my week. :)  </p>  <p>I have this terrible dillema.  </p>  <p>Why am I the girl that guys would rather fuck than date? It seems that's how it always, like they can sense I put out.  </p>  <p>Shawn doesn't make me feel like that. I'm happy to be closer to him again.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>My wisdom teeth feel much better. That's all for now.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-03-20T01:03:09-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Metaphore for a missing moment....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>.... pull me into your perfect circle.... </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So yesterday started out slow. I went to breakfast at Denny's with my dad and my brother Chris. I got a waffle with whip cream and strawberries&nbsp;- yum. After that I just chilled out until 4. I called up Karleen to see if she wanted to go out, then I remembered she wasn't gonna be around for her birthday so I decided it should be an early birthday celebration. :D  </p>  <p>I picked her and Shalini (she lives with Kar now) up and we headed to The Cheesecake Factory. Yum. We had to wait a WHOLE hour&nbsp;to be seated but it was worth it. We all ordered pasta, then we each got a different piece of cheesecake. Afterwards we went and played two games of laser tag and did a round of go-karts. It was a lot of fun - the most fun I've had since the rave, and before that who knows. I let Kar and Sheeni have the bed, I took my couch and slept. We got up, ate some breakfast, Sheeni showered. Then we went downstairs and watched Fight Club. :) I forgot how good that movie is. Afterwards we channel surfed and hung lazed around. At about 4:30 I took them home.  </p>  <p>Driving back from Kar's house Sydnie was right next to my car!! So I followed her to work and saw her. Her phone got stolen, so she gave me the new number. Also she won Best of Show at a showing and won $250. Go her, she is so talented. :) I came home. Then my dad and I went to Wal-Mart. I needed new sweats and he needed a couple of things. We went through the flower department and what do I see inside? A Venus Flytrap. So we bought it, for like $5. :D After the Wal-Mart adventure I went to the gym for an hour and 15 minutes and burned 465 calories. :D  </p>  <p>Anyways, it was a good weekend.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2006-03-27T12:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Smeared black ink....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/smeared_black_ink.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... your palms are sweaty...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Okay... so my week was rather dull, nothing too exciting to update except that I've been talking to Shawn more. &lt;3&lt;3 Which is wonderful. He said he was gonna try to come for a night Friday.  </p>  <p>I got paid on Wednesday: $120 after taxes, not too bad for a week. I've been going to the gym fairly routinely until Saturday. I was sooooo sore from my personal trainer Friday that I couldn't get up and go to the gym, so I just went to babysitting. I babysat for the receptionist at my dad's work. Her son is really sweet and polite, I was impressed. </p>  <p>So then I came home and slept. I was just so tired.  </p>  <p>I woke up around 8, and got online, started talking to Lindsy, a timeline better explains the night.  </p>  <p>9pm- Go get food with Lindsy </p>  <p>10pm- Each take two white incredibles (x)  </p>  <p>10:10pm- Go to the store to buy vicks inhaler and something that blinks. </p>  <p>10:40pm- We're rolling, doing random things, helped her with laundry, making out, she pulls my shorts off and starts eating my out.  </p>  <p>12:20am- Sydnie comes over for a bit, we all strip down and hit the hot tub for a bit.  </p>  <p>1am- Lindsy and I hang around, do more random stuff.  </p>  <p>2:30am- Mike and Ryan come over, we buy 4 pills (2 each) and then they gave us one to rail (snort). It was red something, and my first time railing. So I watch Lindsy do hers, then I do one. By this time I am rolling balls like no other, can't stand still, it was nuts. So then I do one, and it was a rush. I waited a while to do my other line, which I ended up splitting in half because it was hella thick. Then Mike and Ryan left. </p>  <p>3:30am- I eat Lindsy out, make her cum, then we decide to go to the hot tub again where it seriously looked like one of those lesbian porns between us. hahahaha - hot. </p>  <p>4am- Take a shower in her dad's bathroom. He has a BIG shower, a regular shower on one end and a detatchable shower head on the other end. Lindsy eats me out, I eat Lindsy out, we tease each other with the shower head, fun. :D Then I folded her laundry and danced around the kitchen until 5am.  </p>  <p>5am- We clean up, go upstairs, clean up some more, then get ready to go to bed. I'm totally not tired, but around 6:30 we hopped into bed.  </p>  <p>8am- Lindsy has trouble coming down, I still haven't fallen asleep, and she throws up in the toilet.  </p>  <p>9:30am- Her sister comes home to do laundry, being bitchy. </p>  <p>11:40am- I still haven't slept, Lindsy has, and my dad calls saying he's gonna go run errands.  </p>  <p>1pm- I go home because my pupils have FINALLY gone back to normal size.  </p>  <p>My dad and I went to costco after that and bought tons of fruit. I just sort of hung around for the rest of the night. :) It was fun. A good, good, good, good, well deserved weekend. :D </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2006-03-29T12:03:15-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Lift up your head, focus on every detail....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/?entry=347928</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... why does this illusion bring so much confusion when all I can dream of is you....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So yesterday I went to the specialist. She's nice, they weighed me, then they measured me. I'm 5"7 and a half!! Not 5"8. I always thought I was 5"8.  </p>  <p>So we went in, told her everything that has happened. She said I needed do have another colonoscopy, they'll do the test where the tube goes down my throat, and I will swallow a camera. :( I am not happy about any of this. But if I get answers it'll be good. At least I'll know to wear really, really warm socks. I went to bed at 7:30 last night, cried and cried. I'm having another&nbsp; really low point. I just wanna see Shawn sooo bad. I want to touch him, I want him to hold me, cuddle me, kiss me, tickle me... sleep with his body against mine. </p>  <p>On a brighter side though, in the last three weeks I've lost 4.5% of my body fat, go me.  </p>  <p>That's all for now.  </p>  <p>Leave me some love, I could use it right now. </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-04-03T01:04:12-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Rawr.]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/?entry=347929</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>My hard drive crashed. </strong> </p>  <p><strong>:(</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[stress]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-04-05T09:04:44-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[My beloved do you know how many times I stared at clouds...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/my_beloved_do_you_know_how_many_times_i_stared_at_clouds.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... thinking that I saw you there....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Looooong ass time and no update.  </p>  <p>I'm still going to Independence.  </p>  <p>I haven't been working at my dad's office as much.  </p>  <p>I've been going to the gym twice a day, usually with Lindsy. </p>  <p>My anxiety has gotten worse. :( Just feeling so stressed out. On the 13th I'm having a colonoscopy, scope down the throat, and swallowing a camera. I feel so overwhelmed like the 13th (it's a Thursday) is my impending doom. Either they'll find something serious, or they won't find anything at all. Which are both awful things to happen. Lindsy is going to go with me. On top of that I'll be on my period for the procedures. Sexy. But at least this time I'll remember to bring some really warm socks.  </p>  <p>I saw my doctor today. He changed me from 150mg of Effexor to 10mg of Paxil, as for the ClonazapAM... just told me to take more pills more often. I was really hoping for something like Valium. Just something that could make me stop thinking about everything. It's so overwhelming.  </p>  <p>Soooo... going to the gym is going well. I try to go twice a day, if not at least once. I'm supposed to go tonight with Sydnie. &lt;3 She's been sick, I missed her.  </p>  <p>I got my laptop back. Go me. It's all better.  </p>  <p>:(  </p>  <p>Someone come make me better. </p>  <p>I can't even get excited about how much weight I've lost.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2006-04-08T09:04:52-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She caught my eye as I walked right by....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/she_caught_my_eye_as_i_walked_right_by.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... I could see from her face she could tell I was fucking high... </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Yesterday I was so lazy. I finished up homework and went to drop it off at Independence... and the doors were locked. So I stood there for 15 minutes trying to figure out what I would do. Then my teacher pulled up with another teacher. They were going somewhere and she had the directions.. blah blah blah, anyways. I got my work turned in on time. :D And that's what matters.  </p>  <p>I feel so down today. I went to bed at 1am. (Couldn't sleep so I Started cleaning) I got up at 9:45 to go to the gym, got there at 10am, worked out until 11am, came home, showered and dressed. No dad. So I waited and waited. He had gone to costco without me. Going to lunch and costco on Saturdays is routine. He went, came back, was saying&nbsp; he'd go back again with my, but by that time I was so bummed out I just took a three 2mg clonazepAMs and went to bed.  </p>  <p>:( Rawr.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2006-04-12T03:04:05-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Ughhhh]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/ughhhh.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>So this week was decent.  </p>  <p>Sunday - My married sugar daddy took me to the mall and bought me two gorgeous bras. One was $55 and the other was $45. I was gonna give him a blow job, but his wife called to bitch at him about money so we didn't finish. </p>  <p>Monday - Sugar Daddy comes over, cums on my tits from a blow job, eats me out, then fucks me. Seems like my libido is aided when there is lingerie involved. Then later in the afternoon I hung out with Shallini and Cassie. We went to Old Navy really quick since I had a giftcard. I have officially dropped 4 sizes since I started dieting. :) Then we went to the mall, I bought some hair clippies. </p>  <p>Tuesday - Hung out with Shallini again, we watched Brokeback Mountain. Later that night I drank my oral saline laxative.  </p>  <p>Now- I feel terrible. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2006-04-14T02:04:28-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Don't you worry what the bitter hearts are gonna say... ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... it just takes some time...</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh...  </p>  <p>So I was pretty dehyderated. Wednesday I threw up all my broth, and wednesday night I threw up most of my laxative stuff. Yuck. It was terrible, hardly slept.  </p>  <p>So we got up and go to the hospital by 6:45 am, procedure was supposed to be at 7am.... but it ended up being at 10am. So I waited. And I'd start to think, then I'd get upset and have to calm myself down. No clonazepAM for me in the morning since I couldn't drink anything. So I tried not freaking out.  </p>  <p>Anyways, the nurses had 4 patients for the day and decided to put the two 'big girls' in one room and the two 'little ones' in the other room. My room mate was 12 years old. She'd had diareah for&nbsp;a year. At least I'm at 10 months, but this was her first colonoscopy and my second.  </p>  <p>Anyways, waited until ten, went in, and found myself in recovery. I don't know what happened but I snapped. I started breathing hard, panicking.. and I couldn't calm myself down so I asked for something. So they gave me something and I felt better. Went to the bathroom a lot, had some apple juice and animal crackers. I calmed down, and a nurse wheeled me out. On the way home we stopped at Burger King and I got a whopper &lt;3. Yummy. Downed it pretty fast and went to sleep on the couch. I looked at the pictures and my colon doesn't look like a healthy colon (I googled pics of health colons). I have to wait until next week to get my test results. After I napped I got up, and I have this giant (size of an average dinner plate) bruise on my left side. Hurts like a bitch.  </p>  <p>I've lost a few more pounds, go me, today was a splurge day, the rest of the week and weekend will be healthy and full of gym time. Starting tomorrow morning with at least an hour of cardio. I'll talk to Lance (personal trainer) tomorrow and schedual a session either Monday or Saturday. I'd like Saturday so I can find out my BMI and measurements etc. I wanna know what I'm down to. I had lost 4.5% last time. Hopefully 5% this time. Crossing my fingers.  </p>  <p>Anyways.  </p>  <p>I want to rearrange my room this weekend, which means cleaning tomorrow. :) Sweet.  </p>  <p>That's all for now. I need to keep my mind off of my biopsy.  </p>  <p>biopsy </p>  <p>biopsy </p>  <p>biopsy </p>  <p>&gt;.&lt;  </p>  <p>:: head explodes::  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>But I talked to Shawn tonight. That makes everything wonderful. Crash diet so I can fit perfectly into a size 16 for when we go shopping.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2006-04-16T02:04:23-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Rawr.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><strong>My laptop crashed.... again.</strong> </p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[sleep]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-04-18T01:04:19-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You were the first, so was I.....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... made love and then you&nbsp;cried... remember when....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So I come home from lunch today and check the phone for messages - just in case - and there is one. It's from my doctor's office telling me that all my tests came back normal. So I call my dad, tell him, get off the phone and I have an anxiety attack. So I took a few clonazepAMs and go to bed. I slept from 3-6:30. I guess my dad wanted to know where to go next and called the doctors office.  </p>  <p>Apparently they called to let me know my BLOOD WORK from a month ago was normal. Not the biopsy. My dad doesn't understand ANY medical terms. But what he told me that he understood doesn't sound good. I still have the C. Difficil infection. I've had it for TEN MONTHS. That's really bad, especially when it's been treated, and retreated.  </p>  <p>I'm going to call the doctor tomorrow and have her explain it to me so I understand it.  </p>  <p>My dad is a fucktard for not giving me the phone.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-04-18T07:04:16-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Siiiiiiiiiiiiii... ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So I called my doctors office and asked them to have the doctor call me back as soon as possible, and she did.  </p>  <p>I have the C. Difficile infection still. I've had it since June, it's been treated twice by Flagyl with no response. I told her this and she said that it was "very rare" to have that happen, so she wants to do an Upper GI on me. Which I don't want. So I called Billings, MT to bitch out the records department for not sending the records and so maybe that'll help.I reeeeally don't want to go through an upper GI again. I think it was worse than a colonoscopy. So then she says "this could be a sign of a serious underlying problem", there's my stress level bolting. So I'll see her&nbsp; May 3 at 3:30pm to get a 'game plan'. Some things she mentioned were me going off of immodium AD (hell no) or staying a few nights at the hospital for observation (scary). So. That's it for that doctor.  </p>  <p>I finally sat down and looked over the preferred providers list of mental health professionals and picked one. I schedualed an appointment to meet with her on Thursday at 1pm.  </p>  <p>I went to Best Buy and bought a cable, a couple CDs and a DVD player, that went on the credit card because I asked.  </p>  <p>Then I went to Old Navy and bought two&nbsp;pairs of jeans and two tank tops. :) Go me.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2006-04-22T06:04:09-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Just to see you smile....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/just_to_see_you_smile.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... I'd do anything that you wanted me to do... </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So Thursday morning I get a call from my doctor telling me that all my tests came back normal. And my first response was "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!" She's told my dad and I that I have the C. Difficile. So I dealt with it and was just upset in general over it. I don't see her until May 3 because she is taking a week off. So I calmed down, and my dad came home. We went and saw American Dreamz followed my dinner at Macaroni Grille. &lt;3 Yum. The movie pretty much sucked.  </p>  <p>Friday was the highlight of my week. Shawn came over at 12pm and we spent most of the afternoon together. First we went to the mall, I got two bras, one with matching panties. Then we went back to my place and had some fun for the first time in a looooooong time. I love seeing him. When he slipped inside of me a tingle went up my back and my entire body was covered with goosebumps. He was getting close so I decided to be a tease. I pulled away. Then his dominant side stepped in. "Are you playing hard to get?" he asked.. I responded with "I don't know how to play that game"... so he grabbed me by the hips and slid himself into me hard, and just started banging away... I ran my nails down his back and that drove him nuts, holding each other tight, kissing, nibbling, kissing. After he finished we cuddled for a bit until the last minute that he had to go. It was great.&nbsp; Great. Great. Great. </p>  <p>This morning I woke up with a bladder infection. :\ I felt it coming on last night at the gym and when I woke up I could realy tell I was gonna get one. So I went to urgent care this morning, did the pee test and I have a bladder infection. 10million times better than a urinary tract ifnection - because those burn like a bitch. The doctor gave me antibiotics and some releiving stuff that turns my pee orange. So. Fun stuff. That's about all for now.  </p>  <p>I need to go to the gym.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2006-04-29T02:04:52-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[When all you said you needed was some space.....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/when_all_you_said_you_needed_was_some_space.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... leaving didn't hurt me near as badly as the tears running down your face...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Bladder infection - gone, YES!  </p>  <p>I went to work Monday and I got a call from the hospital. My doctor requested an urgent upper GI ASAP which meant Tuesday morning at 8:30am. Bad timing. My dad had a board meeting at 8am. So Lindsy came with at 7am with me. My dad checked me in, gave me a hug, left and Lindsy and I did homework until they called my name. She came with me into the x-ray room, held a bucket whike I dry heaved the nasty shit up. Kept me company. It was nice, she drove back to my house, tucked me into bed and let me rest for the rest of the day.  </p>  <p>The rest of the week involved Lindsy and her moving. So I go to dogsit her toy Schnauzer the rest of the week. I love her dog. </p>  <p>My brothers dog comes Tuesday. I am SO psyched.  </p>  <p>Results of the upper GI came back normal, as I expected, so I don't know what to do.  </p>  <p>Wednesday I have an appointment with the doctor to go over everything, and if it turns out fruitless I am going to start going to Thereasa.... Lindsy's herbalist thingy.  </p>  <p>Life is tough.  </p>  <p>On the bright side, seeing sugar daddy more which means more money.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2006-05-02T03:05:38-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You've seen the commercial where they ask...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/youve_seen_the_commercial_where_they_ask.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>"Where does depression hurt? Everywhere" is more than a commercial to me, it's reality. I hurt everywhere all the time and there's no reprieve beyond sleep. All I want to do is sleep. Sleep in, take a nap, go to bed early, sleep all day. Yesterday was my worst day.  </p>  <p>Here's my confession: I've been throwing up most of my food for the last few weeks. I did it 7th-8th grade... until I got caught, so I stopped and ballooned. Now I'm dropping weight. When I plateued at a weight despite all my work at the gym I gave in. Feels so good. So so so good.  </p>  <p>Now the new dog is coming. The dog my brother is buying that will be his that I will be taking care of all day. I want it to get attatched and not like him. I want the dog to hate him. Moving back I was promised a dog two months after 'focus on me'. I've been back for almost 3 months now. I'm disappointed. I want a dog of my own that I can cuddle and love, and have it love me back.  </p>  <p>I&nbsp; have to work today. I can't calm myself down. I've taken 6mg of Clonazepam. I think I'm going to take another 10mg of paxil.  </p>  <p>&gt;.&lt; Time to go to work.  </p>  <p>I texted Lindsy asking for Calistas number. I need an appointment asap.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[dog]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-05-27T04:05:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Try as he might he's unable to speak]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/try_as_he_might_hes_unable_to_speak.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... he grabs her by the hair, he strokes her on the cheek...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>k, long over due update.  </p>  <p>Here are the basics: </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p><strong>School:</strong> I only need English 12 and Economics to graduate.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p><strong>Health:</strong> I stopped going to the doctors. She had put me on a food allergy diet, which took away wheat, nuts, eggs, dairy, soy, and citrus. Which left me starving all the time. So I did that for a week and a half and quit, I felt much better. I decided to go to Lindsy's naturalist. Her name is Teresa. She gave me Bifodopholous Flora Force&nbsp;and Slippery Elm. I took 12 capsuls of the BFF and 10 of the SE for a week and a&nbsp; half 6x a day. And guess what. I'm ALL BETTER! I'm off immodium AD, I'm okay for the first time since.... June. Early June. Wow. I'm so happy about it. For 'maintainence I have to take 8 BFF and 6 SE each night before bed.  </p>  <p>I also went to a Pschiatrist.... we talked for about an hour and ten minutes and he came to the conclusion that I am bipolar. Mildly bipolar. Mainly because I do a ton of high risk things, I have a lot of highs and lows and hardly anything in the middle. So he gave me a&nbsp;whole bunch of sample meds to take. He said that the anti-depressents were what were making me feel worse. So... yeah, not so sure how I feel about it.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p><strong>Dog:</strong> His name is Parker, and he's a fun puppy.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I think I'm staying the night at Shawn's place tonight. I'm excited.  </p>  <p>Hehe.  </p>  <p>Leave me some love.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[pain]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-05-30T09:05:38-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[He starts with her back 'cause that's what he sees....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/he_starts_with_her_back_cause_thats_what_he_sees.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... when she's breaking his heart, he still fucks like a tease... </strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp;  </p>  <p>So... I had to go to the hospital yesterday. Best explained in a timeline:  </p>  <p>&nbsp;  </p>  <p>7pm, Sunday night: I go to the gym, feel some uncomfortable pain.  </p>  <p>10pm, Sunday night: I eat a cheesestick with my night meds, and the pain turns to a sharp pain.  </p>  <p>10:30pm, Sunday night: I go upstairs, and go to bed, I can't fall asleep with the pain, but eventually I do.  </p>  <p>11pm, Sunday night: 4am Monday morning: I wake up and fall back asleep, crying, in pain.  </p>  <p>4:30am, Monday morning: I hear my dad get up, go downstairs, I think about it for a while, and when he gets back upstairs I go to his room and tell him I'm hurting. Breathing is hard now.  </p>  <p>5am, Monday morning: My dad gives me pepto and some zantack... but it doesn't help, we wait 10 minutes and go to the ER.  </p>  <p>5:50 am, Monday: They take my stats and call me abck to the ER.  </p>  <p>6:20am, Monday: Finally get pain medicine.  </p>  <p>8:30am: get an ultrasound done because they think it's emy galbladder.  </p>  <p>10am: Get the results, it's not my galbladder and it's probably a stomach ulcer. So they send me home.  </p>  <p>&nbsp;  </p>  <p>Ughhhh.. slept the day away. It was good.  </p>  <p>I hung out with Lindsy today. We went to lunch, went to Safeway, went to Best Buy, went to Famouse Footware, I got two new shoes, and then we watched some of The L Word. :) Good stuff.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[money]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[san fransisco]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-06-05T09:06:55-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[If I am lost for a day....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/if_i_am_lost_for_a_day.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... try to find me...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I'm watching this thing on Showtime about breast cancer. Support groups that included family, I wish my mom had taken me with her to her cancer support group, or involved me at all. I miss her a lot during milestones. Right now I'm about to finish up high school, taking senior portraits, and all this stuff that isn't as sentimental as I wish it could be. I dunno.  </p>  <p>I just know right now I want to lose more weight and turn 18 in style.&nbsp;When I get down two more sizes my dad said he'd give me $1,000 for new clothes. :D I'm excited about that. I think that calls for a trip to San Francisco. I want to go with lots of friends. :D It'll be fun.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[family]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-06-13T01:06:47-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Holllllly shit y'all]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/holllllly_shit_yall.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>As some of you know I am adopted.  </p>  <p>I found my maternal grandmother and she was more than happy to hear from me. :)&nbsp; I called her today and we talked and talked, she hasn't had any contact with my birth mother due to her drug use. But I'm happy I did what I did. Apparently I have a brother out there somewhere too.  </p>  <p>Wow.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-06-13T11:06:17-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[K, every silver lining has a cloud. ]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/k_every_silver_lining_has_a_cloud.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>Here's the email I got from my grandma Suzie: </strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp;  </p>  <div>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; WE CERTAINLY WERE SUPRISED TO HEAR FROM YOU LAST&nbsp;NIGHT. BUT NOT UNEXPECTED. WE KNEW THAT SOMEDAY, WITH THE INFORMATION LEFT IN YOUR FILE,&nbsp; IF YOU WANTED YOU COULD FIND US WITH A BIT OF EFFORT.&nbsp;  </div>  <div>&nbsp;  </div>  <div>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; WE WERE DEFINATELY RELIEVED TO KNOW THAT YOU WERE WITH GOOD PEOPLE.  </div>  <div>&nbsp;  </div>  <div>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; NOW COMES THE DIFICULT PART. YOUR MOTHER IS ALIVE AND&nbsp;WE WILL SUPPLY THE INFORMATION YOU NEED TO CONTACT HER.SHE IS NOT TOTALLY CAPABLE BECAUSE OF THE DRUG ABUSE OF HER YOUNGER YEARS. SHE DOES NOT BELIEVE THAT SHE HAS HAD ANY CHILDREN. SHE HAS LUCID MOMENTS AND COPES WELL WITH HER CIRCUMSTANCE. SHE LIVES WITH A MAN NAMED KIM GOULD IN DES MOINES WASHINGTON. HE IS NOT A GOOD PERSON AND CAN NOT BE TRUSTED UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE. HE WILL DISCUSS VERY PERSONAL DETAILS AND PROBABLY GROSSLY STRETCHES THE TRUTH.THEY HAVE BEEN TOGETHER FOR APPROXIMATELY 16 YEARS. YOUR MOTHER HAD ANOTHER CHILD ABOUT ONE TO TWO YEARS AFTER YOU AND HE WAS ALSO GIVEN TO THE SAME PLACE FOR ADOPTION. SO FAR NO CONTACT FROM HIM. BUD CALLED&nbsp;KIM GOULD&nbsp;THIS MORNING FOR THE FIRST TIME IN ABOUT TEN YEARS. HE IS VERY POSSESIVE OF TAMMY AND ACTS AS HER GO-BETWEEN.  </div>  <div>THEY WERE TOLD ABOUT YOU AND THAT YOU MIGHT BE IN CONTACT.  </div>  <div>&nbsp;  </div>  <div>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; WE LOOK FORWARD TO FUTURE CONTACT WITH YOU AND WISH YOU HAPPINESS.  </div>  <div>&nbsp;  </div>  <div>REMEMBER ----DO NOT TRUST KIM GOULD-------------------- GOOD LUCK------------  </div>  <div>&nbsp;  </div>  <div>Soo... I called her and Kim answered. He told me a little bit of what to expect and handed the phone to Tammy. She talked like 12 year old, didn't know why I thought I was her kid, acted very confused and handed the phone back to Kim. Kim explained to me that a year after I was born she had a kid on his bed, he was there&nbsp; holding the placenta that was still in there and she denied it was her kid. She has done so many drugs that her brain is fried, she's barely lucid and lives in her own world.  </div>  <div>I was told to expect the worst. I was expecting her to not want to be in contact with me, instead she isn't even capable of acknowledging my existence.  </div></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2006-06-16T08:06:45-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Quick little update. ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>I'm down to a size 14 from a size 20. Rawr. That means a lot considering I started in March. :D </strong> </p>  <p><strong>Go Elle.</strong>  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-06-17T03:06:08-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You'll never touch her again... ]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/youll_never_touch_her_again.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>...So get what you can-leaving you empty just because you're a man.... </strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh... once again Shawn falls through. So.. the whole day I've been bummed out.  </p>  <p>I've started trying on my new jeans with older smaller shirts I've bought within the last month and they look waaaaaaaaay hot with my new jeans.  </p>  <p>Jeans from Old Navy that I LOVED the fit no longer fit quite right, which is a bummer because they have the cheapest jeans.  </p>  <p>Anyways. I can't get over the birth mother thing. When my Mom died what kept me going was that somewhere out there was my birth mother who thought of me everyday, every milestone.. but there's not. There's just a fucked up druggie who is hardly lucid most of the time and doesn't know she's had not just&nbsp; me, but ANOTHER baby. Two babies and no clue. I'm seeing a therapist Thursday. I need one... NOW.I just keep this stuff bottled up inside that it hurts like hell. I can't talk to my dad about it, which causes a lot of tension because he will have the "I told you so" card. He told me I probably wouldn't find anything I like.... but I at least found my Grandma Suzie who I enjoy&nbsp;a lot.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-06-18T02:06:02-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Whiiiiiiiine...... ]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/whiiiiiiiine.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>It still hurts.  </p>  <p>How can she not know she has children? </p>  <p>For those of you who have had children, or are close with your parents how can that bond not exist?  </p>  <p>It exists me to her, but not her to me, and it is tearing me up inside.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2006-06-20T01:06:16-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[... and when I awoke I swore it was true... ]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/_and_when_i_awoke_i_swore_it_was_true.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... I ran to the window and screamed to the sky "whoever is up there.. please don't let me die"....</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I called my psychiatrist and told him what happened. I told him my anxiety was through the roof and I couldn't handle it. He told me to take two blue pills (amblify) and keeps going with the Lamictal. On top of that I tried taking the clonazepam. He said if I wasn't feeling better to call him back. :( Boo Elle.  </p>  <p>I got my eyes checked yesterday, prescription has changed but it's not too bad.  </p>  <p>Then I got&nbsp;a call back from Famous Footware that I have an interview. :D Go me!!  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2006-06-21T12:06:58-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'll wear those shoes if you wear that hat.... ]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/ill_wear_those_shoes_if_you_wear_that_hat.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... kiss me, I loved the bearded barely...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So I got the job at Famous Footware that I applied for. The manager started me at $7.60 instead of $7 because I have such " a wonderful and positive attitude". :D Go me.&nbsp;I start today, mainly training. But I get paid for it. :D  </p>  <p>I went to my economics 1a class last night, however the instructor didn't show up and there were only 8 people who showed up. So the dean came in and cancelled the class. So... no econ. :D I'm gonna sign up for an art class.&nbsp;  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-06-25T11:06:15-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Anyone read the recent Forbes magazine?]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/anyone_read_the_recent_forbes_magazine.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p align="center"><strong>"Other outfits sidestep antibiotics altogether, hoping to treat infections without breeding more resistance. The new killer bug C. difficile has flourished because older antibiotics killed off the healthy bacteria that normally live in the intestine, clearing the way for toxic C. difficile to take over. New strains are far more deadly than old ones."</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>C. Difficile, I have a killer bug. I have a super germ. I knew there was something seriously wrong, now I know for sure. It's really affecting a lot of people, so I'm not alone, but they've been forced to have parts of their bowel removed. Scary.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Even more scary... I'll let you know.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[therapist]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-07-08T11:07:20-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Do you realize... ]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/do_you_realize.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... that happiness can make you cry...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So my job at famous footwear is boring. Not sure I like it. I got&nbsp;a second job at Suddenly Slender Body Image as a sort of receptionist/assistant. I like that.  </p>  <p>I think Shawn might come down, I hope.  </p>  <p>Not much is new. Going to a therapist, and seeing my psychiatrist Monday. I have Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday off. Wooooooooooo!  </p>  <p>Watching 50 First Dates... POOF! It's funny, because I saw some people from Hawaii at work today.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[pictures]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[road trip]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[grandma]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[grandpa]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[birth mother]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[locating]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-07-09T02:07:29-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Wouldn't it be nice if we were older... ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... then we wouldn't have to wait so loooong....</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I got pictures of my birth mother. That's what I forgot in my last blog. As I get thinner I start seeing myself in her pictures. She has the perfect nose like me, and high cheek bones. It's amazing. I'll never know who my father is, but I guess I can live with that. I think my dad and I will drive up, he has a cousin who isn't doing so well health wise and he&nbsp;lives in Washington as well. &nbsp; </p>  <p>I'm not sleeping, I can't sleep. I wake up, and I'm up, but I'm tired and not tired at the same time. So I have to take stuff for energy. Too much going on in my head. I just want a break from it sometimes.  </p>  <p>Been trying to find my grandpa, but I've been having trouble. His first name is Norman. Which is funny because I loved that name because of that book "Where the River Runs Through".  </p>  <p>Anyways, maybe that's it for now.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2006-07-13T10:07:07-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Uhhhhh......]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/uhhhhh.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>So... I got my second opinion on my bipolar diagnosis:</strong> </p>  <p><strong>Bipolar I </strong> </p>  <p><strong>I feel so disgruntled inside. :(</strong>  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-07-19T04:07:35-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Take another motherfucking hit of LSD....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/take_another_motherfucking_hit_of_lsd.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>.... Let all the love inside the world belong to you.... 

So... goal each week is to lose 2 lbs. Last week I lost 2.8lbs, this week I lost 3.4 lbs. :D I had a nasty case of food poisoning, but that passed. And I'm doing just dandy. The new meds are working well. I'm taking seroquin. It keeps me calm, and my highs and lows in check, which is what I really need right now. It doesn't make me feel like I'm starving 24/7 like the last medication, thank goodness. That's a head trip in itself. </p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[pain]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[anger]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[forgiveness]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[in pain]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[birth mother]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[abdominal pain]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[herbalist]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-07-19T04:07:24-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Knuckles clenched to white....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/knuckles_clenched_to_white.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>.... as the landing gear detracts for flight... 

I am perplexed. 

I'm having abdominal pain so I call my herbalist like I usually do, and this time she talks to me about how there is more to my problem then just pain. She starts telling me that the pain in the colon is a sign of being unable to forgive and being angry. She asked what I might be stressed about so I told her I contacted my birth family and she went into this whole thing about forgiveness and having life purpose. I'm not exactly a church goer,and I'm not exactly sure it's something I believe, but I realized that I was feeling guilty about it. Like I betrayed my mom by contacting these strangers who didn't raise me.
So does that mean I need to forgive myself or my birth mother for being so messed up? I'm not exactly sure. 

So here's the pill regime:
B vitamin complex: 12 each morning, additional if urine is clear.
Slippery Elm: 10 pills 6x a day. 
Bifodopholous Flora Force: 8 pills 6x a day. 
That equals 120 pills a day. Holy shit. Cross your fingers for me. And maybe I'll figure out forgiveness, because I thought I had it down.</p>
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  <category><![CDATA[advice]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[mom]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[confused]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[confusion]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[worked today]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[lucid]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[birth mother]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-07-20T06:07:28-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[My old friend this songs for you...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/my_old_friend_this_songs_for_you.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>...a few simple verses was the least that I could do tell that world that you were here...

I worked today. 10:30-2:30, easy shift. 

More confusion. 
The fact that my mom and my birth mother have their birthday on the same day is uncanny. Almost like a sign. But does it mean my mom is telling me it was okay to look? Or a sign showing me that my mom will always be my mom. Not that hardly lucid body that gave birth to me. 
This whole situation is so confusing to me. I wish I had someone at my disposal to just talk to that had all the answers. Not advice that confuses me even more. For once in my life I don't know what's going on, or what the plan is. All I know is that I want to be a nurse. I don't care where I go to school, as long as I make it. </p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2006-07-25T05:07:18-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Blah! ]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/blah.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I finally gave in and called my gastroentologist. She's out until August, so the nurse is consulting the doctor on call for a consultation. Hopefully this doctor will give me something for the pain.  </p>  <p>-Elle </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[sad]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[antidepressants]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[adoption]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[mom and dad]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[ekg]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-07-27T01:07:53-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Just to see you smile... ]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/?entry=347958</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... I'd do anything that you wanted me to do....</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp;  </p>  <p>So I went and saw the doctor who is filling in for my regular pediatric gastroentinologist. He was nice. They're giving me some old low dose of an antidepressant. But because it's a different branch of antidepressants I have to have an EKG done. A heart defect is the last thing I need. It was upsetting that they wouldn't give me anything to get rid of my pain right away.  </p>  <p>On the drive home my dad and I talked, apparently my mom never wanted to tell me I was adopted. And I think she regretted it because I had such a negative reaction to it, and for YEARS. I told my dad exactly how it happened: </p>  <p>"We were driving to the lake house and I asked "Mom, did I kick when I was in your tummy" and her response was "No, you were never in my tummy". " </p>  <p>My dad was shocked about how I was told. They had never talked about it. I feel so guilty. I told my dad the things she used to say to me. "No guys will like you if you're fat" "No one in high school will like you if you're fat" "Don't eat that, don't you want friends?" and that shocked my dad. But he admitted that mom wasn't perfect. </p>  <p>But I feel so, so bad inside that I hurt her for years. I only remember not wanting her to go to the movies with my dad and I. I have all these things I want to talk to her about, more than any other time in my life, now is when I need her. I wish I could just tell her I'm sorry, and I didn't mean it.  </p>  <p>I've never looked forward to therapy as much as I have today.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-07-27T08:07:39-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[According to my doctor,,,, ]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/according_to_my_doctor.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>....the abdominal pain is all in my head. </p>  <p>Fuck him.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2006-07-29T12:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Is the world turning against me?]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/is_the_world_turning_against_me.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Today the dog goes to the door and taps it to tell me he needs to go out. So I set my laptop down on the couch, go to the door, assuming he is behind me, and what does he do? He bites the cord and pulls it off the couch cracking the monitor 4 ways. Bastard. So I go to CompUSA to see if they can fix it, they tell me I'm better off getting a new computer. So I call my dad, bawling about it, and he says he needs to go to a meeting. So I took a klonopin to calm down and laid down for a bit. He comes home early because he was worried about me. We go out to dinner, and I get a new Toshiba laptop.  </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[tomorrow]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[seattle]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[fly]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[birth family]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-07-31T04:07:43-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Okaaaay...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/okaaaay.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I'm scared about tomorrow. I fly to Seattle tomorrow to meet my grandma Susie. I just hope I'm what she expects, and I hope she's what I expect. I want it to be good, I want it to be fun, I don't want to cry. </p>  <p>Siiiiigh. </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-08-08T12:08:56-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Funny but it seems that it's the only thing to do...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/funny_but_it_seems_that_its_the_only_thing_to_do.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>.... run and find the one that loves you.... </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So the trip was succesful.  </p>  <p>Tuesday: I fly out at 7:30am and get picked up at the airport by my brother Brian. He takes me to Target to get a sweatshirt because it was cold in Seattle, then we go to South Center. He looks for shoes and headphones for his ipod, then we head to Auburn. We buy a map, and get to Grandma Susie's house at 12:40. We sit and talk for a while, then my brother leaves. She has this big dinner made for me. Turkey, potatoes, cranberry sauce, etc. I meet my step cousin Justice, cute little kid, he's 6 years old.  </p>  <p>Wednesday: She lets me sleep in, then we go to Federal Way to go shopping, of course I'm nervous and I only let her buy me two shirts from PacSun. She makes dinner again, this time we have steak.But we're getting along really well.  </p>  <p>Thursday: We go to South Center again, she buys me two pairs of jeans and a shirt. Go out to a nice lunch, then kill some time shopping and go out to dinner. </p>  <p>Friday: We get up, go see a movie; The Night Listener, then we go look at furniture, I help her pick out which dining room set she should get. Hang around the house. I make dinner that night.  </p>  <p>Saturday: I pack up,and just hang around the house with Susie talking. We go to the Thirteen Coins for a lunch/dinner thing with my brother, my aunt, and my uncle. I tried calling my sister to get her to come, but she wouldn't. Her excuse was she couldn't get a ride, even though my brother and Grandma offered to pick her up.  </p>  <p>So I am way pissed off at her. I just want to call her a bitch for not being supportive. I never ask anything from her, and the one time I do she blows me off like it's not big deal. So... she called 6 times today, not counting the house phone, and I've ignored every call. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[death]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[sleep]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[mom]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[cancer]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[adopted]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[i miss mom]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-08-11T12:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Love, look at the two of us....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/love_look_at_the_two_of_us.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... strangers in many ways.... </strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I can't shake the guilt, and the blame. I don't recall purposely treating my mom badly for telling me I was adopted. But I can't help but think she did something with the letter. Then I feel guilty of suspecting her of doing something like that. I miss her. I miss her so much. I'm having senior portraits done on Monday and I have no one to ask who can tell me what I should do. I'm still pissed at Cortney.  </p>  <p>I remember how much I hated 6th and 7th grade. Everyday I was scared I would get called to the office and have my dad there to tell me that she died. Every single day. But when I was home I never worried about it, I never thought such a terrible thing could happen when I was there. But I was there, and I was asleep.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2006-08-17T01:08:52-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Did hell freeze over and I didn't notice?]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/did_hell_freeze_over_and_i_didnt_notice.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>So today&nbsp;I ended up doing coke in the afternoon, and smoking weed in the evening. After two bowls I was feeling pretty good, and Lindsy convinces me to ask my brother to smoke with us after he tells us we should've smoked inside and not in the driveway in the car. lol So I ask, and he says yes. LMAO. I smoked a bowl with my brother, the one I've always despised.  </p>  <p>-Elle </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-08-17T01:08:53-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Did hell freeze over and I didn't notice?]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/?entry=347965</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>So today&nbsp;I ended up doing coke in the afternoon, and smoking weed in the evening. After two bowls I was feeling pretty good, and Lindsy convinces me to ask my brother to smoke with us after he tells us we should've smoked inside and not in the driveway in the car. lol So I ask, and he says yes. LMAO. I smoked a bowl with my brother, the one I've always despised.  </p>  <p>-Elle </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[help]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[sad]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[cancer]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[crying]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[support]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[best friend]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[liver]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[colon cancer]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-08-18T03:08:42-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I have to block out thoughts of you....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_have_to_block_out_thoughts_of_you.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... so I don't lose my head...</strong>  </p>  <p>Today is Sydnie's last day here before college. Last night we went out to dinner at PF Changs. Her dad called her and told her he had to come to Roseville to tell her something. So after dinner she went with her dad to her mom's house. Her mom has cancer. Started in the colon and spread to her liver. I went home, and Sydnie calls me to get let in. She's bawling. Tears streaming down her face. She's shaking, crying so hard she can't breath, and all I could do was hug her and tell her that I love her and everything will be okay. I know she needs me right now, and I need to be strong because I know more than anyone else what she's going through. This girl has worked hard for everything and does not deserve this. It hurts me so bad because it just reminds me of my mom, and going through cancer with her. I hurt so bad inside.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[happy]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[cna]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[scrubs]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[rop]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-08-26T04:08:41-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Some people are so fucked up.]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/some_people_are_so_fucked_up.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I got into ROP for training to become a CNA. Finally it's going to go through. I have to get up and be in Auburn (15 miles down I-80 E) by 8am. Which means I get up at 6:45am, but I get to wear scrubs, finally. I love it.  </p>  <p>Aaron and Victoria must lack the ability to be happy for anyone but themselves. It's like they set me up for failure. So as far as I am concerned, they can go fuck themselves. </p>  <p>I have Shawn now and forever. I'm glad he's in my life, and he makes me happy. I can't wait to see him again. He's the one.  </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[birthday]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[mother]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[birth mother]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-08-28T12:08:40-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I will remember you....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_will_remember_you.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... will you remember me....</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Today is my Moms birthday.  </p>  <p>Not only my birth mother, but my mother mother. It's felt so awkward all day. I know in Washington there's some sort of celebration for this hardly lucid woman that gave birth to me and never held me, and here all I felt was torn up inside. She would have been 59 years old today. I miss her so much sometimes... all the time.  </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[dream]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[strangest]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[birth mother]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-08-28T03:08:57-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Strangest dream.]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/strangest_dream.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I had the strangest dream last night. My dad took me up to Washington and dropped me off at a mental facility so I could meet my birth mother, and then I was just there, talking to her, she was being all motherly and treating me like I had been there all the time. </p>  <p>Weird dream. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[girlfriend]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[tattoos]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-09-07T11:09:05-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I'm alone....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>... playing movies that make a porno feel like home....  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So... I kinda have a girlfriend. Her name is Sandie. She is 20. Just getting out of a bad relationship with an abusive girlfriend. She's sweet, and she's okay with me having a boyfriend.  </p>  <p>My CNA class is going well. I'm fairly tired, so Im going to bed early, early.  </p>  <p>So I'm 18 in LESS than a month. I'm so excited about this. On my birthday Lindsy and I are going to go in and get matching tattoos. The zodiac sign for Libra right on our right butt cheek. &lt;3 Then I talked to my sister, she and I will get matching tatoo somewhere on our foot. A flower or something. Maybe with my Moms initials.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2006-09-11T02:09:57-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And in the morning I'm leaving making my way back to Cleaveland....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... so tonight I hope that I will do just fine....</strong> </p>  <p><strong></strong>&nbsp; </p>  <p><strong>Where were you on 9/11?</strong> </p>  <p>I remember my Mom's neice was visiting. I woke up, came downstairs and the TV was on. Despite everything that was going on with my moms illness she was up early and I went to school. All we did was watch the TV. It felt so surreal. I watched the second plane hit and both towers fall live on TV. Crazy stuff...  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I feel so lucky that no one I know was killed in 9/11... but then I feel so upset that my mom had to die like she did. I don't know what to do sometimes.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <category><![CDATA[anxiety]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[despair]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-09-14T11:09:32-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm not happy.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>And I don't know how to fix it. I just have this overwhelming feeling of despair coming over me. I feel so frustrated and overwhelmed with the impending switch to college. I just want to sleep. And I want the world to pass me by. Change. It has to be change that triggers my lowest lows. I feel like shit. I wanna see Shawn so bad that it hurts. He means so much to me and it seems like he's my safe haven. He takes care of me. </p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[18]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[my birthday]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-09-21T11:09:17-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She's only 18...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... and such a beautiful thing... </strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I turn 18 in exactly two weeks. I'm excited and nervous. I have no idea what I want for my birthday. I just think about my mom and how much I miss her. I wonder what she would get me for my birthday, what she would say to me, where we'd go. I just miss her, and it seems like she's so irreplacable. Doesn't seem like, she is irreplacable. I hate hitting milestones. It's like life doesn't let me step over the milestones, it throws them at me.  </p>  <p>It's the same thing every year. I dread my birthday, then a few days before my birthday I start to get excited.  </p>  <p align="center"><strong><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif"></font></strong>&nbsp; </p>  <p align="center"><strong><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif">I don't know what I want for my birthday - any suggestions?</font></strong> </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2006-09-25T03:09:51-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Because Google said so:]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/because_google_said_so.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>"Elle was arrested for"  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" size="2"><strong>Elle was arrested for a decapitated man's murder in Jamaica, whom was killed over 24 hours ago- befrore Elle arrived</strong></font> </p>  <p><strong><font face="Arial" size="2"></font></strong>&nbsp; </p>  <p><strong><font face="Arial" size="2"></font></strong>&nbsp; </p>  <p><strong><font face="Arial" size="2">10 days until my birthday. :D</font></strong> </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[blood]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-09-27T10:09:41-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[In the morning I'm leaving making my way back to Cleavland...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/in_the_morning_im_leaving_making_my_way_back_to_cleavland.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... so tonight I hope that I will do just fine....</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I'm so disappointed, I got my results from the blood bank. The test I took at home to see what my blood type is was wrong. :( I'm B+. Not AB- like the take home test said. :( Booooooooo! However they told me I would be an excellent canidate for donating platelets, which you can do every three days. My birthday countdown hits a week as of tomorrow, and I will be turning 18. I still don't know what I want to do. I want to have a nice dinner, get dressed up and whatnot.... and I dunno. That's about it.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So what do I get for my birthday? </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-09-30T01:09:26-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I can't believe.....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_cant_believe.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>.... that I stepped in a hole and am now confined to crutches. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So yeah. I'll back up a little bit.  </p>  <p>I started my clinical training at the nursing home. It is going well, except for the fact that I have to wear white. :( No colors for Elle. So I like it. I don't like having to get up and be at the nursing home at 6:30am-12:30pm. That is 6 hours. 6 very long hours. But it's good. It's only twice a week.  </p>  <p>Anyways, one day I was leaving the nursing home and I stepped in a hole. It hurt like a bitch, I went home, went to sleep and that's it. Then I woke up and it was still hurting, I did the rest of my training for CPR and First Aid, then I decided to go get it x-rayed. I went to the hospital, they x-rayed my foot, I waited in triage, then I got called in. They said there were no obvious fractures but that it could be a hairline fracture or a severe sprain. So I am chilling here with my icepack and elevated foot. </p>  <p>Fuck crutches, there should be a requirement on how well you balance yourself to use crutches.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>On a lighter note - 5 days until my birthday!!!!!! And I've designed a tattoo.  </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[gifts]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-10-03T12:10:07-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[First birthday cards to come....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/first_birthday_cards_to_come.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Annnnnnnnd who are they from? Both of the Grandmas!! Boy are they on top of things. k. Well my grandma in Texas sent me a card and a $25 check like the usual signed just "grandma". Which I appreciate, I'll call her tomorrow and say thank you. My Grandma Susie sent me this gorgeous card. It had a lot of printed writing on it, but it seemed to fit so perfectly. Like there was a section for "granddaughter that just got in touch with you after nearly 18 years" of cards. I was so close to tears. Inside the card was a check for $50. So I'll call her tomorrow and tell her I bought some nice perfume or something. I'm actually gonna use the money for a tatoo. I'm so stoked.  </p>  <p>Grandma Susie is so sweet. How can someone love someone who came from someone so terrible? I'm like my birthmother in so many ways that it scares me. I spent none months with her, no more, no less. Yet I have these things about me that are her. It's amazing what nature passes on.  </p>  <p>Lindsy's birthday was today, here's what I got her: </p>  <p>$25 Itunes gift card </p>  <p>2 candles </p>  <p>2 pairs of earings </p>  <p>Nice chopsticks </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>She loved it. And then tonight we went to The Melting Pot. Which was awesome. I've never had fondue before and it was great. Lobster, filet mignion, etc. Yummmy. She got her nose pierced. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[birthday]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[cards]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[birthday cards]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-10-04T10:10:40-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Booooooooooooo]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/booooooooooooo.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I didn't get any cards today. :( </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[birthday]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[tattoo]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[18th]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[tat]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[first tattoo]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-10-06T02:10:51-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Happy Birthday to me!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Yesterday was my birthday.&nbsp; And I put up a picture of my new tattoo that I designed with a little bit of my ass crack. :D </p>  <p>-Elle </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[college]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[pressure]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-10-10T03:10:38-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Blaaaaaah]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/blaaaaaah.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I'm getting too much pressure about college and college related things and stuff that has to do with college and I think I am about to explode, or implode which I think is worse. Fucking a.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2006-10-12T11:10:46-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I think I'm gonna be sad, I think it's today....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_think_im_gonna_be_sad_i_think_its_today.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... the girl that's driving me mad is going away..... </strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Wow. So I've been trying to get a hold of my ex to hang out 'cause we were friends.... and I get this text that says: </p>  <p>"quit calling, you're pissing my fiance off" </p>  <p>So I respond:  </p>  <p>"I thought we were friends" </p>  <p>His response: </p>  <p>"no, we were but you always wanted&nbsp;relationship and I love my fiance, so stop and leave me alone" </p>  <p>I didn't even dignify that with an answer. I'm pretty sure it's just his fiance texting me. He and I used to be good friends&nbsp;and now I get that? Bull shit.  </p>  <p>That's what's under my skin tonight.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[advice]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-10-15T09:10:26-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I think I'm in a serious predictament.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>My brother and I haven't been getting along lately - a lot of bickering over stupid things. He and I crash heads on everything. My dad keeps asking why I don't like him, why we don't get along.  </p>  <p>So can I say it? Can I tell my dad that while Jon was getting high while he babysat me everyday during the summer resulted in me being molested for years? How do I say that? </p>  <p>My brother Jon is sensitive to stress, he's recently been having panic attacks, and is on Xanax. I worry that, even though I can't forgive him for what has happened, it might push him over the edge. I mean, if I was responsible for something like that I don't think I could live with myself.  </p>  <p>On top of that, I don't want to talk about it, it's bad enough some of my family know I'm not a virgin. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[weird]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-10-19T10:10:40-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Weird.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Ummm... last night I went to bed, and when I woke up I had picked my toenails off into little stubs. I don't remember doing it, nor would I ever. What. The. Fuck. </p>
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  <dc:date>2006-10-23T11:10:58-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I wish I felt better.]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_wish_i_felt_better.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>But I feel so down sometimes, and when disappointment comes around it hits me so hard I just fall.  </p>  <p>Saturday I was so bummed out that Shawn didn't come down I just wanted to sleep all day long. So I took a little of all of my meds. Then I couldn't sleep, so I went downstairs and took some vicodin. Then a friend called and wanted to go out, so I did. I ended up throwing up all over my car, and myself.  </p>  <p>Why do things that everyone else can deal with kill me so much? </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[college]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-10-27T02:10:34-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[This scar is a fleck of my porcelain skin....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>.... you tried to dig deep but you couldn't get in....  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Today was Friday, and Fridays are days that we are in class. Today the topic was Death and Grieving. Because I am technically the only high school students my records were transfered over and she knows all my records. It says that my mom is deceased. I don't recall ever mentioning it to her, but I could be wrong. </p>  <p>Anyways, she's lecturing about death - cancer patients in particular - and mentions that they tend to accept death longer. She looks at me and asks me asks what my mom died of. WHAT THE FUCK! I answer her that she died of parateniel cancer, she then asks how long she had it, and I said 17 months. Then she asks about how our neighbors were and family. It was two weeks of rushing and helping, and then dead silence.  </p>  <p>My face bright red. I did what I could to hold back, then I downed a whole bottle of cold water.  </p>  <p>Fucking a.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Annnnnnnnnd... I'm applying to UNR. I wann live with Shawn. &lt;3  </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[tests]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2006-11-11T07:11:46-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[My life is brilliant....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/my_life_is_brilliant.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... my love is pure, I saw an angel for that I'm sure....</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So Thursday I called up Karleen to see if she wanted to go to lunch, but she had already eaten. However her dad had an extra ticket to the James Blunt concert that night. :D So Karleen, Bree, and I drove into Sacramento and waited in line while her dad was on his way to meet us.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Now, backing up. I have a new doctor, his name is Dr. Ernie, and I like him a lot better than my old doctor. So I was telling them how much better my new doctor was and how I disliked asian doctors because they were so quick and impersonal... then I hear "Oh hi, I saw your dad last week". It was my old doctor - who must've heard everything. I couldn't stop laughing after that.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Anyways the new doctor ordered a whole bunch of blood tests that had not been done by any of my other doctors. On top of that, when they confirm I'm not pregnant (duh), they want to do 1) a catscan of my stomach, 2) a sonogram of my pelvic area, and 3) insert nuclear dye into my blood stream and check the function of my galbladder. Very thorough, and they don't want to do another colonoscopy or upper GI with a small bowel follow through. So this weekend I am collecting stool samples and doing another kind of test to check for blood in the stool that is more accurate than the one my old doctor used.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Annnd... I love Shawn. &lt;3 </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-11-12T12:11:36-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Long update.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" face="Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="4"><font color="#000000"><strong>Hi. :)</strong> </font></font> </p>  <p><font color="#000000" size="4"><strong>Sooo... here's my new schedual as of late.</strong></font>  </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">Monday- homework</font></strong>  </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">Tuesday- Turn in homework at 1pm</font></strong>  </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">Wednesday- Get up at 4:15am, go to the gym, shower there, then head to my clinical in Auburn which is 6:30am-12:30pm. Then I weigh in at LA Weight Loss (go me!)</font></strong>  </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">Thursday- Same as Wednesday except no LA Weight Loss. </font></strong> </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">Friday- Get up at 6:30, go to the gym, shower and go to class in Auburn from 8am-11am. </font></strong> </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">Saturday- Free</font></strong>  </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">Sunday- Homework</font></strong>  </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">So it's a little overwhelming right now, a little hectic. I don't get as much me-time as I want, and it's showing. The stability of my mood has been almost non-existant. I've snapped at nearly everyone except for Shawn. So I told my Psychiatrist and he gave Focalin (for ADHD) to help with my mood and to make sure I don't sleep through the rest of the day like I've been doing. (bad Elle). </font></strong> </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">I'm still talking to my Grandma Susie &lt;3 I sent her a copy of my senior portrait and she called and left me the BEST message. The main part of the message the stuck out in my mind was: "You look absolutely gorgeous. You look just like your mother, except your hair color is different". Seriously, being able to have like two families has got to be the best thing ever. My Grandma Susie is very upfront with me, and I can be upfront with her&nbsp;- more than anyone in my family. And it seems like she knows what the world is like and how things are. I feel like my dad grew up in the brady bunch kind of life, same with my mom (rip). He and I can't make that connection. But I can with Grandma Susie. It's funny, because they are both about the same age. Weird huh? But she's sweet, and is supportive, and proud of me, etc. </font></strong> </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">My dad has a rather serious girlfriend. Her name is Bonnie. Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays are what I call "Bonniedays". Bonnie comes here, or they go out. I like her. She's nice, and she's practical, she had daughters that went to Granite Bay and understands the area. She's good for my dad too, helps keep him on top of his health, keeps him in a better mood, keeps him out of my hair, and for the most part makes me not so nutty. </font></strong> </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">I finally switched doctors. I am seeing Dr. Ernie that my lovely sees. WOW, he is like a trillian times better than my asian doctor. He is thorough, personal, and doesn't rush. I may have to chill in the waiting room longer, but I get better care I think. He came up with all this stuff that my other doctor and my specialist (gastroentinologist) doctors didn't think of. He orders a TON of blood work, like two days worth. One half fasting, the other half regular. On top of ordering more "specimens". The procedures he ordered are:</font></strong>  </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">1) Catscan of my abdomen</font></strong>  </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">2) Sonogram of my abdomen</font></strong>  </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">3) Injecting nuclear dye into my blood stream and checking the function of my gallbladder. </font></strong> </p>  <p><strong><font size="4"></font></strong><font color="#000000">&nbsp;</font>  </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">He thinks there may be a couple underlying problems that aren't as apparent as my main complaint: abdominal pain, and poor digesting of food. Which makes sense. For pain he doesn't want to get me on narcotics because once you start it's hard to kick it. Which I understand. I don't want to rely on narcotics. I take stuff for the pain now, but all that does is make me loopy so I don't focus and get stressed about the pain. Problem though - I can't take it during the day. It'd be too risky. There's been two days at clinical (nursing home) where it's been bad, so I just tell them I'm having a flare in colitis (inflammation of the colon) and they were very understanding, letting me use the restroom as needed ( or not needed ). Sometimes I just need to have a few minutes to concentrate and center myself on something other than the pain and discomfort. </font></strong> </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">So here's what I'm hoping: Maybe this is something I will grow out of. Maybe the parasite I had wrecked so much havoc on my intestines that it just takes time for them to repair by themselves. And I can just manage the pain, and wait. If this is the case then maybe I could use the narcotics until everything heals up. But I have no clue. </font></strong> </p>  <p><strong><font size="4"></font></strong><font color="#000000">&nbsp;</font>  </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">I love my clinical training for ROP. Being a CNA (certified nurse's assistant) is so rewarding. I have a few people that are my favorite:</font></strong>  </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">Forrest: Was in WWII, Korea, and Vietnam. He's kinda the old perv type of guy, but he is sweet, and appreciates it when I stop by. He's on station 2 - short term care.</font></strong>  </p>  <p><strong><font size="4"></font></strong><font color="#000000">&nbsp;</font>  </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">Ike: He's a little confused, but I check in on him to make sure he's doing okay, and not taking his clothes off in random places. He always kisses my hand when I bring him coffee in the morning. He was a real gentleman. He's now on station 1 - long term care. He used to be on station 2 but his dementia has advanced. </font></strong> </p>  <p><strong><font size="4"></font></strong><font color="#000000">&nbsp;</font>  </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">Anne: She has stage 3 alziemers. She has been in the nursing home since it opened 7 or 8 years ago. I feed her every morning I am there. Holding her hand, and just taking into her headset (ghetto hearing aid for people who can't afford the ones that go in the ear) gets her to eat. Which she hasn't done in a long time. And she does it for me. In the mornings I find her and make sure whoever got her up put her glasses on, headphones on, and a hat. She loves her straw hats. She'll say "good morning" and that's about it. But the way she looks into my eyes when I sit next to her makes me feel like I'm really important to her. If I pass her in the hall she'll keep eye contact with me and kinda smile. </font></strong> </p>  <p><strong><font size="4"></font></strong><font color="#000000">&nbsp;</font>  </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">Gill: He doesn't talk much, but damn does he get around. He has what looks like bike racing gloves without the finger tips, with mesh on the top and leather on the bottom. I shave him once in a while, and when I pass him in the hall way he'll give me a high five. At breakfast however he doesn't want to eat what he is given - a diabetic diet. I don't blame him, but I have to wheel him back to his spot every once in a while so he'll eat.</font></strong>  </p>  <p><strong><font size="4"></font></strong><font color="#000000">&nbsp;</font>  </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">217A: God, I can't remember her name. She is 93 years old but looks like she is 75. She broke her hip, and is having bowel issues. Some serious diahrrea. It's happened twice while I was there, and she just bawled and cried because she was so ashamed of herself, and felt bad that we had to clean it up. The second time it happened we just decided to give her a shower. So I did it for her. I helped her get cleaned up, put lotion on her, and put her in fresh clothes, and into a fresh bed. Which made her happy. She told me I was an angel sent from God to help her. She insisted on me writing down my name and the CNA's name so she could tell her daughter. </font></strong> </p>  <p><strong><font size="4"></font></strong><font color="#000000">&nbsp;</font>  </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">Ruth: (I think that's her name) She looks EXACTLY like my mom, except she has blue eyes. The first time I saw her I thought I was seeing things, but I wasn't. When I talked to her she was just as sweet. She'll sit at the end of the hall in the sun and just watch. She has cancer like my mom did, her head is shaved bald, and new hair is growing back that is baby soft. She is the sweet side of my mom, almost exactly. And she's taller than my mom was. I like to sit and visit with her.</font></strong>  </p>  <p><strong><font size="4"></font></strong><font color="#000000">&nbsp;</font>  </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">So far those are the residents I have gotten closest too. </font></strong> </p>  <p><strong><font size="4"></font></strong><font color="#000000">&nbsp;</font>  </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">Now about college: So far I've only really applied to University Nevada Reno. I plan to apply to Humboldt, Sac State, San Diego, University of San Francisco, and University of Washington.</font></strong>  </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">Shawn and I have talked about living closer (ie together). So Reno is really my top choice. Grandma Susie was excited about Reno because both sides of my great grandparents came from Reno. </font></strong> </p>  <p><strong><font color="#000000" size="4">University of Washingston (Seattle) is my second choice because of all the family I have there: Uncle John, my brother Brian, my Godparents (Duane and Loretta), my (birth) Grandma Susie, and it's an 8 hour drive to Kalispell, MT. </font></strong> </p>  <p><strong><font size="4"></font></strong><font color="#000000">&nbsp;</font>  </p>  <p><strong><font color="#993399" size="4"><font color="#000000">That's about it.</font> </font></strong> </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-11-20T12:11:19-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... and I love your life....</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So blood tests came back. A lot of my vitamins were borderline deficient - especially vitamin B. Problem with that is I take vitamin B complex everyday. I tested positive for rheumatoid arthritis. 14&lt; is considered the lowest positive, I tested at a 20. So my doctor is gonna set me up with a specialist. And last but not least I tested positive for having been exposed to cytomegalovirus. After he saw this it prompted him to order an urgent ultrasound to measure my organs for inflammation or abnormalities. Tomorrow I have a gallbladder scan to check my galbladder and liver function. Fun. Tuesday and Wednesday I have to go make up clinical hours for times when the teacher wasn't there.  </p>  <p>That's about it. </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-11-30T10:11:40-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>The doctor said I need to have my galbladder removed. It's working at 19%, so it's working against me not with me. I'm a wreck. </p>
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  <dc:date>2006-11-30T10:11:49-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>This is a composite of a few of my senior pics. Go Trenton Bahr</p>
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  <dc:date>2006-12-03T03:12:30-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I've come to term with the idea of losing my galbladder, I don't need it to live, and apparently others don't either. Seems like it is fairly common and not rare - like getting your apendix out. The scan said that my galbladder was functioning "at most 19%" not at 19%, so it's like damn.  </p>  <p>I've also had coke &lt;# </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-12-14T04:12:58-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[It is official.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I am finally (!!) finished with high school as of yesterday. And to top it off, today I got my acceptance to University of Nevada Reno. I am so excited. Things are falling into place, minus the fact that I'm still having some digestion issues. But... something will fix it I hope.  </p>  <p>-Elle </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-12-14T10:12:39-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Awwwwwwwwwwwwww...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>K - so if some of you haven't figured it out my dad and I don't see eye to eye on everything, things that were important to me (ie: sweet sixteen, first boyfriend) weren't as important to him. Well, he comes home from work today and tells me that he is meeting with a designer tomorrow to make out announcement using some of my wallets from my senior portraits in personalized announcement.  </p>  <p>Now that is refreshing. It's funny, I'll finish college and the ratio of who went to college, and who didn't (out of six of us) will be 50%.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-12-21T06:12:24-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Yay!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>I passed my CNA (certified nurse's assistant) state and Red Cross test!! I can now legally work as a CNA or a Home Health Aid anywhere I please. </strong> </p>  <p><strong>-Elle</strong> </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2006-12-28T06:12:06-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>Okay - drum roll please:</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Here's what I got for Christmas: </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p><strong>DKNY Delicious Green Apple perfume and lotion box</strong> </p>  <p><strong>Band of Brothers DVD box set</strong> </p>  <p><strong>$50 gift certificate to Old Navy</strong> </p>  <p><strong>a Citizen Eco-Drive watch</strong> </p>  <p><strong>warm PJs </strong> </p>  <p><strong>XM radio</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>And how many did I have to wrap this year? None for once. Even though my brother in-law (what an ass) spoiled the one thing I didn't know if I was getting or not. The Band of Brothers DVD, I asked but didn't know if my dad bought it or not. Oh well.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>My nephews are growing up so fast. Wyatt will be five ont he 5th, and Cole is two. We went sledding on Christmas, and the day after Christmas, it was great. We had a blast in the snow, and my new gear is nicer than I expected.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Flying wasn't much fun. Going up there my dad upgraded me to First Class from Sacramento to Salt Lake City, UT. I slept through that flight, and through the next. Coming home I didn't sleep at all.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2007-01-01T11:01:08-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[User friendly fucking dope star obscene...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>.... will you die when you're high you'd never die just for me...  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Until I started using my iPod I had totally forgotten how much I like Marilyn Manson. I guess all the teasing I got when I was younger just made me put my real favorite bands/artists on the back burner. My slightly increased drug use has brought them out more often. I mean, seriously, Marilyn Manson is catchy, and it's more pop than anything else, shock pop.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Going to college is getting more and more surreal as it approaches. On the 5th my dad, his girlfriend Bonnie, and I are going to go and take a campus tour and figure everything out. My dad told me that "if there are single rooms available then [I] can have it". I think is finally started to understand how much having privacy and what I've started calling it, &nbsp;"me time"&nbsp;is important to me. I mean, when I started doing Independence which was pretty much self-teaching I developed better study habits, dedication, and odd learning habits. For example, if there is something I don't understand I will read it out loud over and over again, then write it down over and over until it makes sense and sticks in my head. Personally, I think it would drive someone else nuts, and I can't really focus on studying when people are around too.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I like to think of myself as a people person socially and compassionately, but when it comes to learning I'm more focused on one on one stuff. I want to ease into college slowly. Here are the classes I decided I want to take:  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Bonehead math (to develop a better understanding) </p>  <p>English </p>  <p>Spanish (for a better base) </p>  <p>Art (for stress relief) </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So... that's four classes, it'll keep me busy. That's all that's new.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2007-01-01T11:01:27-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Ooooh! I can't believe I forgot this!!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Okay, so I started changing my anxiety medication. I thought Klonopin wasn't doing a good enough job because I would get so upset when the area my galbladder is in would hurt. So my doctor gave me Xanex, which didn't even do a dent. I felt NOTHING at all unless I took like 6mg, which is bad, you shouldn't do that. So I got a step above Xanex called Risperadol.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>One of the side effects that my doctor assured me would probably not happen was lactating. That's right, milk from the boobies. I laughed that one off because almost every medication I've been on has gone smoothely with the worst side effect being dry mouth. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>All right, it'd been exactly a week since I started it, I liked it better than Xanex, but it made me more drowsy than Klonopin. So I woke up on the one week exact and my breasts were really sore. I thought it was from having my period. So I'm getting dressed after I showered and dried off. First the panties, then the jeans, then make up and hair, then bra... but something is different. My bra would not fit. So I check the straps and try to put it on again thinking I had the wrong hook. Nope, still doesn't fit. So I'm looking in the mirror and came to the conclusion that my period made my boobs swell, its happened before but not to that extent. I figured it was because of the stress of Christmas. So I'm rubbing my boobies because they are a little sore and seriously the wiedest thing happens...  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I was facing the mirror, and my boob squirts milk. I am lactating to the max. And it's not clear fluid, it looks just like milk, it's even cold! So I tey just squeezing it all out into a paper towel. I thought it was done, but no, not done. I could feel the glands in the breast refilling over and over again, so I looked up on the internet how to stop lactating, and it said to wear a tight sports bra. So I did that, and of course on top of that it gave me a constant hot flash so I would take the dog out at night when it was 45 out.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Anyways, it's pretty much stopped to the point where I was comfortable going out, and on top of that my best friend Lindsy was very understanding, like always. So we would leave when I started to leak or get uncomfortable.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2007-01-02T07:01:24-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Dirty survey]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><font size="2"><strong>1. HAVE YOU GOTTEN LAID IN 2006?</strong> <br /></font> <p> </p> <p><span class="blacktextnb10"><font face="verdana" size="2"><font face="Times New Roman">Always</font></font></span> </p> <p><span class="blacktextnb10"><font face="verdana" size="2"><font face="Times New Roman"></font>   <br /><strong>2. EVER HAD SEX IN A PUBLIC PLACE?&nbsp;   <br /></strong>Not yet.&nbsp;   <br />   <br /><strong>3. EVER LAUGH DURING SEX? IF SO WHY?</strong>&nbsp;   <br />Yeah, he fell off the bed.</font></span>&nbsp; </p><span class="blacktextnb10"> <p><font face="verdana" size="2">   <br /><strong>4. EVER CRY DURING SEX? IF SO WHY?   <br /></strong>Nope.</font> </p> <p>   <br /><font face="Verdana" size="2"><strong>5. DO YOU LIKE TO CUDDLE AFTER SEX?</strong>&nbsp;   <br /></font> </p> <p>Only with one person. &lt;3 </p> <p>   <br /><font face="Verdana" size="2"><strong>6. EVER REGRET SEX WITH SOMEONE?</strong>   <br />Only the clingy ones. </font> </p> <p>   <br /><font face="Verdana" size="2"><strong>7. EVER FAKED AN ORGASM?</strong>   <br />No, faking makes me laugh.   <br />   <br /><strong>8. DIRTY TALK, OR SHUT THE FUCK UP?</strong>&nbsp;   <br />Dirty&nbsp;talk all the way. &nbsp;   <br />   <br /><strong>9. EVER HAVE UNPROTECTED SEX:</strong>&nbsp;   <br />Yes.   <br />   <br /><strong>10. EVER MASTURBATE TO YOUR FRIENDS SIGNIFICANT OTHER? </strong>   <br /></font> </p> <p><font face="Verdana" size="2">Nope.</font> </p> <p><font face="Verdana" size="2"></font>   <br /><font face="Verdana" size="2"><strong>11. EVER HAD A ONE NIGHT STAND?</strong>   <br />Yeah, a few.   <br />   <br /><strong>12. HOW BOUT A 3-SOME?&nbsp;   <br /></strong>Done the MFF to the point it's boring. I want MMF now! </font>&nbsp; </p> <p>   <br /><font face="Verdana" size="2"><strong>13. EVER WATCH PORN DURING SEX?   <br /></strong></font> </p> <p><font face="Verdana" size="2">Yup.</font> </p><font face="Verdana" size="2"></font> <p>   <br /><font face="Verdana" size="2"><strong>14. EVER THOUGHT OF SOMEONE ELSE DURING SEX?&nbsp;   <br /></strong>Used to worry about getting caught. </font> </p> <p><font face="Verdana" size="2"></font>&nbsp; </p> <p><font face="Verdana" size="2">   <br /><strong>15. HAS THE CONDOM EVER BROKEN?</strong>   <br />Nope, safety all the way! </font> </p> <p>   <br /><font face="Verdana"><font size="2"><strong>16. WHAT IS YOUR MOST EMBARRASING SEXUAL EXPERIENCE?</strong>   <br />The first time I queefed. I was like "wtf".   <br />   <br /><strong>17. HOW OLD WERE YOU WHEN YOU LOST YOUR VIRGINITY?</strong>&nbsp;   <br />13   <br />   <br /><strong>18. WHO WOULD YOU LIKE TO HAVE SEX WITH RIGHT NOW?   <br /></strong>Shawn. &lt;3   <br />   <br /><strong>19. DO YOU THINK THAT IS POSSIBLE?   <br /></strong>Psh, yeah. </font></font> </p> <p>   <br /><font size="2"><font face="Verdana"><strong>20. ARE YOU HORNY NOW?</strong>&nbsp;   <br /></font><font face="Verdana">Yep. Whoever says they aren't are a liar. </font></font></span>   <div id="readmore" style="DISPLAY: none; FONT-SIZE: 100%; MARGIN: 0px 1em 0.7em">&nbsp;   </div> </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[laundry]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2007-01-03T06:01:41-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She's that voice I want to hear when I'm 90.....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... she's the rocking chair I want beside me...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Big siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh. So the other day I was super high and hyper so I decided I wanted to be productive. I started cleaning my room.  </p>  <p>My room: Okay, so most of you don't know what my room is like. So here's the dirt. My dad gave me the Master bedroom. This first started when we moved (so I could start over after my Mom died). I had been in Peru during this move. When I got picked up and went to the new house I went to the small bedrooms and my stuff wasn't anywhere to be found, freaking out that I had to pack up my own room I ran downstairs to my dad. He told me that I would get more use out of the master bedroom than he would, even though the house was a rental. I. Loved. It. It was actually about the size of my old room, but it had a hall way to the BIG bathroom with a jetcuzzi and lots of closet space. After our house was finished one neighborhood over I got the Master bedroom again. My biggest fault is that the only thing my mom really made me do to take care of my room was making my bed everyday, and bringing sheets down every week. So all of a sudden I was doing my own laundry. I learned what you can and can't bleach the hard way. :\ I was messy, I just left everything out and did the smell test for my clothes. I literally have enough thongs, g-strings, and boyshorts to last me a month and a half (55 total last time I counted). So it wasn't a big deal. And I just wore all black so nothing showed up, and when something spilt I just cleaning it in the sink. Anyways, I have tons of clothes from all my style phases, size changes, and what not. I hate doing laundry when my dad and brother are downstairs because I use the couch to fold stuff, and they make fun of my underwear. :( Buttheads. So they claim I never wash my clothes, I just do it when they are not around.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Oh, my bathroom. I take a jetcuzzi bath almost every night to help me relax. I listen to Coldplay, it makes me happy. Right now, my bathroom is sparkling. My counters are completely white, shower grout is white, and everything is put in order. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>My closet is organized. Nice pants hung up in one area, shirts organized in rainbow order, white in front, brown and black in back. Jeans are hung up according to comfort and color of washes. Jackets, sweat shirts, sweat pants are on another rack. Scrubs on put away on the shelves, and socks are in the top drawer of the dresser. Booooo ya!  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>On top of that I'm beginning to sort out winter/spring clothes from summer clothes so that I take a minimum amount. I don't want my dorm to be too cluttered.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2007-01-11T03:01:51-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And she's everything I ever wanted...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... everything to me....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Sooo... I have most of my UNR stuff taken care of.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Classes:  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p><strong>English Composition, Mondays and Wednesdays</strong> </p>  <p><strong></strong>&nbsp; </p>  <p><strong>Math 096 (Intermediate Algebra), Tuesdays and Thursdays</strong> </p>  <p><strong></strong>&nbsp; </p>  <p><strong>Philosophy, Contemporary Moral Issues, Tuesdays and Thursdays</strong> </p>  <p><strong></strong>&nbsp; </p>  <p><strong>General Psychology, Mondays and Wednesdays</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>This Friday, the 12th, I'm having surgery to remove my galbladder. Someone cancelled and I got their spot. So at 12:15pm I will go in for surgery. I'm starting to get nervous about having everything ready for college and recoverying from surgery. Eeeeek! </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
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  <dc:date>2007-01-13T10:01:18-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[It's now or never....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... come hold me tight, kiss me my darling....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So the surgery went very well. When I woke up I was in a ton of pain that I started crying. But the nurses were good to me and gave me pain medication and fed me ice chips. I came home around 6:30pm, and slept until 8:30am this morning. I hung out for a little while, dad got me some french toast sticks, and I ate. Food went well, no bad nausea, just a little, but the medication they gave me for that is working well. I hung out in bed, watched a movie, then Bonnie came over. So I hung out downstairs with Bonnie and my dad. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I got my dorm assignment, and the name and number of my roomie. Her name is Antionette (yes, spelled like that) and she's the only black girl in the hall. So that's kinda cool. Her major is Biochemestry, so she can help me with chemestry maybe. lol </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Anyways, things are looking good.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[death]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2007-01-29T07:01:03-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Addiction is the current, the river is my history...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... some seasons I just flood an d the dirt doesn't do shit to me....</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>The first week of college went really well. I've seen Shawn twice, and something about things he said and acted last time just left me with a funny feeling of uncertainty. So I sent him a text asking him what I am to him yesterday, and haven't gotten a response. Today I sent a text that asked if he's still around. I don't know what to do. Just sit and wait I suppose.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I woke up this morning to a lot of commotion in the hallway, apparently someone vandalized our hall with a red marker.... wrote "whore, slut, bitch, cunt, nigger" on all of our name posters, and on the rule posters. Our RA went through a lot of trouble making our hall look nice.:( So that was a bum way to start the day. But I know I'm not a whore (like my poster said) and that no one else is any of those things whoever did it wrote.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>In English Composition we have to write a narrative essay about an extreme emotion and the only thing I could think of was my mom dying. And then he added that it had to be to a target audience. Before class Sydnie sent me a text saying that the doctors told said her mom is gonna make it. I sent her a text back telling her how happy and how jealous I am of her. She said I helped her to be strong, and I responded with "you don't have to be strong all the time, that's what friends are for"... later I texted her asking if knowing I'd gone through the same thing helped her at all, and she said it did. She said she felt like I was the only one that understood what she was going through, and is still going through. So she is my audience. I'm gonna start the essay with the diagnosis all the way to the text she sent me. The subject of my mom dying is one of those things that I will always remember every detail no matter how small or irrelevant. I'm hurting over it. It physically and mentally hurts. Cancer is might as well&nbsp;be the equivalent of "the eff word". </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[cancer]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2007-02-03T04:02:05-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She's addicted to the rush you see she loves me...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/shes_addicted_to_the_rush_you_see_she_loves_me.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... my hearts not much to give, it's already yours....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So my classes are still going good. I'm still not getting much homework, which is great. I bought some posters for my room.  </p>  <p>Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas </p>  <p>Fight Club </p>  <p>Requiem for a Dream </p>  <p>Moulin Rouge </p>  <p>A black and white photo of some trees and a bridge, reminds me of balance,  </p>  <p>A long one with three Van Gogh paintings </p>  <p>A black and white of the original Moulin Rouge </p>  <p>A picture of the top of an iceberg and the massive ice below it that says "Hidden Depths"  </p>  <p>A rainbow swirly one  </p>  <p>One of a girl drinking Absinthe </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Good stuff. So I made a postcard for <a href="http://www.postsecret.com">www.postsecret.com</a> that has a picture of my mom and I cut into a heart, Elvis, Enya, a clip art image of a nurse and NW Montana with Kalispell and Flathead Lake circled. I wrote "Everyday I worry that she died not know how much I loved and needed her. I was only thirteen. 8/27/48-11/23/01" That kinda makes me feel better.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I'm finally leaving the campus, gonna go with Anna to run errands. Good stuff..  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I'm gonna post my narrative essay. I had to write it to an audience and I picked Sydnie who's mom was diagnosed with cancer last August.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I bought posters  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[death]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2007-02-03T04:02:13-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[My life is brilliant, my love is pure...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><strong>... I saw an angel, of that I'm sure.....&nbsp;</strong> </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><strong></strong>&nbsp; </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><strong>I know this is long, but I would really appreciate some input and point out some errors. </strong> </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><strong>Note: This is written as if I was telling it to my friend who's mom was diagnosed with cancer last summer.</strong> </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&nbsp; </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&nbsp; </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&nbsp; </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">‘It Happens </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">&nbsp; </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">It always happened in the books I read from the "young adult" section, but in the end everyone fell together. It always happened on the Lifetime channel movie, but everything fell into place and everyone had someone. "It" is cancer; and it happened to my mom. Not the main character of the book, not the star of the movie, and that's when I started to fall, but I didn't&nbsp;know that at the time. Specifically she was diagnosed with peritoneal cancer: stage four.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">This ominous disease revealed itself when I was in fifth grade on spring break. The phone was watched like a pot of water, and I had no idea why. It rang, my mom answered it and my dad looked on impatiently. I didn’t understand what was said so when my dad started crying and my mom closed her eyes I fled upstairs to pretend to watch TV while I strained to hear what was going on downstairs. Eventually my dad came up the stairs and sat next to me.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">“Mom has cancer”, he said in a flat tone.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">“Is she going go to live?” I asked.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">“We’re going to do everything we can” </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">Then he went back downstairs. That’s all I would know for almost a year. She had radical surgery the following month; then the chemotherapy came along. She lost her hair and finally gave in and had it shaved. I sat with her when the nice plump lady took us to the back room where there was a barber chair and clippers. I looked on, unsure of what to do. I saw her tears well in her eyes, but I didn’t know what to say, or how to say if I knew what to say.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">Eventually the big job promotion came, and we moved from North Carolina to California. I was told mom was in remission, so my worries dwindled down to adjusting to my new school. I had gone from a middle school to an elementary school. Eventually I gave up and stopped talking in school. The Sunday before Valentine’s Day my dad took me out to breakfast, a rare thing, to talk. The cancer was back, there was never a remission, and she was just taking a break from chemo. I looked down at my pancakes that had a smiley face and immediately smeared the whip cream smile and left no evidence that this was a happy breakfast. </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes">&nbsp; </span>The parent teacher meeting was inevitable. My teacher asked my mom how my home life was, and then it was out, she had cancer. Mrs. M as we called her must have had a hard time keeping it to herself eventually my secret spilled into the faculty, and even worse to my peers. I retreated even more. Junior High was when I finally found a place in the social hierarchy that I liked. I could stand almost everybody, and I could pretend like everything was okay. My Math and Science teacher, Mr. Johst, would always answer my questions before class. I’d ask what words meant, what medications were for, what procedures meant… and he answered me. He gave me answers that my parents wouldn’t even mention. </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">My birthday is in October, I had a laser tag party and a ton of fun. It was a good birthday. Later that night it all crashed down upon me. Mom was going to Phoenix for some homeopathic treatment to boost her immune system. She would be gone for three weeks, so it would be dad and I. We went to the airport that next morning. I couldn’t help feeling betrayed because they had known about this for weeks, and just piled this on me all at once. It hadn’t even been a week when I was called to the office from class. It was my dad, something had happened and he had to go to Phoenix and that my great aunt and uncle would be there when I got home from school. I just said okay, and went back to class. </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">Thanksgiving break could not have come soon enough. I slept in; I played games on the computer for hours at a time, and read in my room for hours at a time. I ran a few errands with her, but one really sticks out in my mind. We were at the grocery store, and I was running low on monthly supplies. She told me to go down the aisle and get what I needed. I’d never gone down that aisle alone. I almost cried, but she saw how upset it made me that she pushed on through the pain and helped me pick the monthly supply that I wanted. The next day she laid down on the couch with a cold washcloth on her head. Her hair that had grown back was soft and white. She’d always been dying her hair, I never knew she would be completely white when it grew back. She always looked much younger than she was. Nobody could ever guess her age. During the summer before she died she could pull off a late 30 or a middle 40… all of a sudden she started aging more and more everyday. But I admired her for getting up everyday, putting make up on, putting her wig on (which no one suspected she wore one) and kept the house clean and tidy: the way she liked it. She would put on CDs of Elvis singing gospel songs and Enya singing the calming songs that reminded my mom of better days. At one point when she was vacuuming she saw Jesus. His words to her were: “You belong up here; your body is an Earthly possession”. That must have been the point she accepted her fate. Two days before she died the doctors told her she had a month to live. </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">Thanksgiving was going to be good that year. None of my siblings were going to be there this year, but my cousin Jenny who I never get to see enough of was going to be there, along with my mom’s cousins. That morning I put on a plaid skirt, a nice black sweater, and fishnets. I was going through my “goth” phase in clothing. I left my hair down and went to her room. </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">“Is this okay?” I asked her. </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">“That’s fine”, she said, and she smiled. I sat with her for a little while and massaged her scalp. She was always asking for a shoulder rub or a head rub, and I was more than happy to. That morning she had her usual: one sunny side up egg, a glass of cranberry juice, and a piece of toast. I gathered my CDs, my CD player and some fresh batteries before heading to the car. I sat in back, like always. I hated it. She looked frail to me for the first time as she made her way to the car. </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">“I can’t do this”, she said to my dad. </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">“Yes you can”, he encouraged her, and she made it. The drive from Roseville, CA to Benicia, CA would usually take two hours; today it took three and a half hours. I could tell from the way she sat in the car she was feeling sick, but she managed to keep breakfast down – a rare thing.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">We arrived last at my great aunt and uncle’s place. They were always so enthusiastic and welcoming every time we were there. We could’ve seen them the day before and they would’ve been just as happy to see us. That’s what I loved most. At the time my hair style, color, and length changed almost every month, my great aunt adored it, and my mom’s cousin would always tell me how great I looked. The first thing we did was sit down to a mid afternoon Thanksgiving feast that was gorgeous. I sat next to my mom, when I finished I cleaned my plate and stood behind her rubbing her shoulders. She placed her hand on mine, it was bruised. Yellow, red, purple, blue… all the colors of chemotherapy IVs.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">After we were finished we all grouped together to watch the video from my oldest brother’s wedding which my mom and dad couldn’t attend because she was sick in the hospital. I squeezed in between my cousin Jenny and my mom. At some point during the video she clasped my thigh tightly. I jumped a little, and looked at her. Her eyes were closed and her other hand was rubbing a clover pendent my dad’s boss’s wife gave to her. I don’t think anyone else noticed, and if they did they never said anything about it. But it haunts my memories and dreams. She snapped out of it as soon as the video was over and we got our stuff together to leave. Saying goodbye took almost as long as saying hello. This time was even longer, my mom said goodbye over and over, and hugged people longer than before.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">The drive home was miserable. She spent at least half of the drive with her head in a garbage bag puking up Thanksgiving. When we pulled into the garage she was out of the car before it completely stopped and ran into the house. I helped my dad carry in the leftovers that my great aunt insisted we take with us. I passed her in the laundry room; she was vomiting black cancer and dry heaving. She gulped down tap water just to have something to throw up. I couldn’t stand it. I put the leftovers in the fridge and went to play games on the computer.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">Around 9pm I peeked out to say goodnight. My dad was on his way up, mom had already gone up. She was tired from talking on the phone with my sister. I stayed up late playing computer games. The computer room was located right under my parent’s bedroom. I would hear her get up and go back and forth from the bathroom over and over again. I decided to go to bed around 2am. </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">It was the sound of heavy feet and the static of a walkie-talkie in the bathroom next to my room. I got up and kneeled by my door. It was 4:30am.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">“Is her heart still beating?” I heard my dad ask.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">Silence. Then there were sobs, hard sobs I’d never heard before. I curled back up in bed, convinced it was some horrible dream, somehow I fell asleep. I think I had held my breath to keep from crying to the point of passing out. A knock on my door brought me back. My dad in an old tee shirt and jeans, looking disheveled, came in and sat on my bed.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">“Mom’s gone”, he said flatly.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">“Gone? Gone where?” I asked, expecting that she was at the hospital because the pain was bad.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">“She’s dead”, he said and left. I couldn’t comprehend what he said. I sat up in bed staring at the glow around the frame of my bed from the lights. I got up and put warmer sweats on. I peaked out; my dad was talking with the sheriff.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">“I just need to look around the room to document a natural death, it’ll be a couple minutes”, he told my dad. He went in and closed the door. I took that opportunity to go downstairs. I sat on the couch where she and my dad had watched TV the night before. I stared down at our miniature Schnauzer: Chewie. I petted him as if I was comforting him, everything was surreal I didn’t know what I was suppose to feel.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">A man of God came to our house. He stood in the front room and offered condolences, and phrases like “she’s in a better place”, “she’s with God” that angered me. How could he say such things? Doesn’t he know that she was needed here? That she needed to be there so I could tell her about my first kiss? To plan my wedding with her and to have that special touch she had to every milestone? He stood and said a prayer. That’s when I broke. The tears came in full force down my cheeks. Afterwards I went up to take a shower and get dressed. People would be here soon, and dad had to call everyone. All the family in Benicia, my four brothers scattered across the Midwest, and my sister, 8 months pregnant, down in Texas.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">When I emerged dressed and with some composure Dwight and Rose were there; he was my dad’s boss, and she was his wife who kept my mom company many times. Every time she hugged me I wanted to cry. At some point Rose and I were alone together. She looked straight into my eyes.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">“Do you want to see her to say goodbye?” she asked. I panicked, I began to back away.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">“No, no, no, no, no…” I muttered. She reassured me it was okay. So I just sat on the stairs. I had such a hard time imagining how she could just die over night. She was smiling and talking and laughing the day before. And now there’s no pulse? No breathing? No warmth?  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">The funeral home arrived to transfer her body. I went into the bathroom, claiming sanctuary from the site of her body. But I didn’t time it right. I stepped out of the bathroom and saw it all. Two men, one young and one old, dressed in suits with white shirts and black ties were maneuvering a gurney with a black body bag on top of it down the stairs. I caught the eye of the younger one; he looked at me as if he was guilty, and knew what he was doing felt so wrong.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">Family arriving later in the morning was a blur. My mom’s cousin Rianne and I had always been on the same page. She saw how hurt I was and I saw how hurt she was too. I sat in a daze at the table. My dad was keeping himself busy with arrangements. He took notice that I was tired. He gave me a pill to help me sleep. I slept, I didn’t dream, and I didn’t get any rest. I woke in the evening. Siblings had started arriving, extended family was making arrangements.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">The next day the house was full. I just wanted out. I had no safe place. When it came down to going through her stuff I knew what I wanted.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">“I want the golden shamrock necklace”, I demanded. There were no objections. We looked every where for the necklace. We could find everything and more. But the necklace was no where to be found. It was gone. Maybe the paramedics took it; maybe it fell off her and into the toilet while she vomited the night away. But it was gone either way.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%">She died on a Friday and the funeral was on Sunday. I rode to the church with my Uncle John, my mom’s brother. He was always so animated, but it was silence in the car. People got up and said the greatest things about her. About her laugh, her love for children, her smile, and everything else that was great about her. </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>I didn’t go to school on Monday, I was still too hurt. I went on Tuesday. Home room was with Mr. Johst. He asked me why I wasn’t there the day before, half curiosity, half accusing me of taking a longer vacation.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>“My mom died on Friday”, was all I could say. His face broke causing my composure to shatter. He gave me a hug, as if he knew this would happen, and let me know I could leave the room whenever I needed a moment. But I wanted to stay strong, and I never let anyone know, and I never took a moment.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>I needed a start over after such a terrible year. I switched school districts. I met you in Advanced Art, you sat across from me. You seemed perfect. Petite, cute clothes put together. You weren’t like other girls in this High School. You were down to earth, and honest. We have a kindred connection. From Advanced Art to Art 3, through all the Art Hell our Professor Von Stephens put us through we survived. Every couple weeks we went to get pedicures and they were great, always great. You never strayed from neon colors, and I never left without a pretty flower on my big toe.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>When you got kicked out on your 18<sup>th</sup> birthday I couldn’t figure out how someone could do something so mean. We spent the summer having fun, goofing off, saying terrible things about your mom. I remember when you got so frustrated with her that you threw the cell phone your mom wanted back so bad, and then you ran over it with your car.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>I remember that uneasy feeling you had the night before you left for college when we were at PF Chang’s gorging ourselves in Chinese food. Your dad came and got you, I went home. I went to bed. I awoke to my phone ringing; you were at the front door and didn’t have your keys. When I opened the door you said those four words that shattered life: my mom has cancer. All I could do was hug you. I knew you needed to talk so I rushed you upstairs after locking the front door. You stood there shaking, telling me it was colon cancer, and liver cancer, and all I could think about is how it started with my mom. I told you over and over again that when we wished bad things upon your mom that we didn’t mean it and it didn’t cause the cancer. Your perfect make-up ran down your face, and I just handed you a tissue box just for you.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>I felt that hurt all over again, and it was just as bad as it was the first time. You asked what things meant and I told you what I knew. I didn’t want you to be in the dark about what was going on, not like I was. I didn’t have anyone to talk to, so I wanted to be there as much as I could. And I hope I was. </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>Then I got your text message: “the doctors say my mom is going to live”.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>I replied: “I am so happy for you and so jealous of you”. And I mean it. You deserve to have your mother just as much as I did. It’s just luck of the draw. Cancer doesn’t discriminate those who take care of themselves and those who don’t. It picks at random and it ruins lives. I may not have my mom to plan my wedding, or help me with pregnancies, or spoil my children, but you do. And I know that means the world to you. You’ll be a brides maid at my wedding, you’ll see me pregnant, you’ll see my children, you’ll be an aunt, sister or not, you are to me, and I hope I am to you. You fell and I was strong for you, and times when I’m not strong you are for me. I don’t feel like I’m falling anymore, but I’ll never stop hurting.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2007-02-04T09:02:36-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm confused.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I haven't heard from Shawn for a week. Then last night this guy from the third floor called me at 2am and I went to his room. It started out watching Breakfast Club, but then it was biting, scratching and all that led to fucking. He was a good fuck though, I wanna see how kinky he can get. But I miss Shawn. :(</p>
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  <dc:date>2007-02-05T03:02:58-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm scared....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I think I had a seizure last night. I think it was like 2am, and I woke up in pain. I couldn't control my movements, it was painful, and I was contracted. All I could do was breath hard and move my eyes. I'm waiting for an email from my dad of doctors close to me. I need to make an appointment asap. I'm not going to English today. I went to Psychology, and that was it for me. I'm gonna try and get some rest.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2007-02-07T03:02:38-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I had the best dream.....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>Someone I apparently know had a connection and I got a $30 8ball of coke.... and it was great.</strong>  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[college]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[memories]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[giving up]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2007-02-11T09:02:06-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Here I am spitting in the mirror because it's all that I know how to do....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>.... I'm burning corners off of your pictures, it helps me forget any memories of you....  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Okay, so I'm gonna say. I think I may have made a mistake. I haven't heard from Shawn in two weeks. And things were off when I saw him last time. :( And I don't know what to do. Yesterday was the last time I tried to call him ,and I think I'm just gonna give up and see if he comes around. :( I thought he was the one, I still think he is, but I guess I'm not the one for him, maybe. So much uncertainty. I wanna drown it in drugs and alcohal and meaningless sex. And fuck Valentine's day for fucks sake. </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[stupid]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2007-02-13T01:02:41-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Fuck them.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>So I went to the campus clinic today. I had made the appointment, reason for appointment being severe bout of depression. And so I get there, fill out a history, and do all this other stuff.  </p>  <p>Then I get a doctor who doesn't even know what Women's One A Day vitamin is. She speaks Russian. I tell her my problem (At least the 5th time I've mentioned it) and she says she can't help me. So she made me sign this this that I'm not going to hurt or kill myself in the next 24 hours and gives me a number to call that was suppose to find me a psychiatrist that was on call but would treat seeing me like an appointment. The number is out of service. I called the clinic over and over again, and they never returned my call. So fuck them. I have to go to the fucking ER and I feel like I'm going to implode, then explode, and tear myself to pieces.  </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[depression]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2007-02-13T11:02:47-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Fuck more of them!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>So I spent hour upon hour in the ER just to listen to some guy who tried to kill himself and all his problems, then watch the guy in front of me puke up blood, and finally talk to a prick psychologist who can't prescribe me medication. I was re-routed to an outpatient center, promised there'd be a psychiatrist there, and ran into more trouble. Just a counselor who was there for me to talk to. I don't talk. I can't even fill up half an hour. She got me an appointment with a psychiatrist in TWO AND A HALF WEEKS. Yeah, 'cause I didn't fucking go to the ER because it was URGENT. So for the next two and a half weeks my old psychiatrist told me to taper off of Lexapro. I just got the run around. If I feel like I've hit rock bottom NOW how the hell am I gonna feel between now and two weeks? two and a HALF weeks. I have to wait until March 2nd. I'm losing it.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>All they did was confirm I wasn't going to hurt/kill myself or hurt/kill others.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2007-02-14T06:02:20-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Smeared black ink, your palms are sweaty....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... and I'm barely listening to last demands, I'm staring at the asphalt wondering what's buried underneath....</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So, eh. Valentine's Day wasn't as much of a downer as I expected. I thought it would suck but it's fine. The only thing that sucked was my third floor bootie call, Doug, came up the stairs to our floor with flowers... to give to another girl. How awkward. But whatever. Shawn is still unreachable, and I got nothing for Valentine's Day.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I did get pink eye though. From speed dating came Dan. Dan has invited me to an anti-valentine's day thing over at a place called The Wall to play pool. :) </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2007-02-18T09:02:14-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[It's funny how we feel so much, but cannot say a word....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... we're screaming inside, but we can't be heard.....</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp;  </p>  <p>This is my new tattoo. It's a lily, one of my mom's favorite flowers, with her initials under it on a banner. I love it.  </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[depression]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2007-02-21T10:02:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Okay, I can unfuck some people now]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Soooo.... the story about me going to the campus clinic and getting a wrong number along with an ER referral that led to the outpatient center incident (all of which were promised to me that there would be a psychiatrist) came full circle to the university after one of my suitemates (who has something similar to bipolar, just more complicated) told the Resident Director what happened. So Kat comes up and says I need to go downstairs to see the RD&nbsp;- I was worried I had broken some rule or something bad happened.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Well, the RD said that Kat had explained my situation and then she had me tell her in full detail exactly what happened, she made some phone calls, got me a connection that was crucial. So today I had a meeting with her after my last class and she said that since the depression from bipolar disorder had gotten to the point that it was affecting everyday things that I qualified for disability. So now my grades won't suffer if I miss class. They are gonna set me up with a case study that will provide a free psychiatrist, a free physician, and free medication. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>And then I overheard the RD talking to another faculty member, and apparently "student a" (which was me)had the same exact situation. From the conversation it sounded like a lot of people were reprimanded, fired, or removed from the pre-med program. I'm not positive, but that's what it really sounded like. But she emphasized on how serious the meeting was. So right now, I basically have the college by the balls. I could see someone as early as tomorrow, which would be amazing.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[college]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[psychiatrist]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[errors]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[fixed]]></category>
  <dc:date>2007-02-22T03:02:40-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Life ain't about the worries and doubts about the lust and the greed...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/?entry=348021</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... I'd rather have nothing than something I don't need....</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Okay. They fixed a 3 and a half week error in 48 hours. I am seeing the best psychiatrist they have on staff tomorrow at 2pm to get things fixed. Finally. A glimpse of hope.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[college]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2007-02-23T01:02:55-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I got you in trouble in high school...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_got_you_in_trouble_in_high_school.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>...had some of the best times you'll never rememeber with me... alcohol....</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Okay. So there's this girl on my floor that I've eaten with, and chatting with a little bit.... well... I knew she had gotten in trouble for drinking and was required to take a substance abuse class.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Last night I went and watched a movie with a friend that lives off campus, and I drank a 6pack of Mikes Hard Cranberry Lemonade. I stumbled into the dorm a little before two, and just went to bed. I woke up this morning, and apparently I missed A TON of drama.This chick got drunk off her ass to where she couldn't stand or walk, she had popped vicodin and percacet and called the night staff that watches the doors "fucking bitches".  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>She was obviously messed up so they called the cops and the cops called an ambulance because it's a TERRIBLE mixture, and a fire truck showed up. They ended up having to pump her stomach. I was buzzing a ton. I am so glad I watched a movie before I went home. I'm scared they would have breath tested me. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[depression]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[psychiatrist]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2007-02-25T07:02:57-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I never intended to be an enemy of us....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_never_intended_to_be_an_enemy_of_us.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... and&nbsp;it sucks&nbsp;you won't remember me with empathy but fuck...</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So I saw the psychiatrist Friday. It's a bad fucking idea to let anyone know that you THINK you are hearing or seeing shit. After talking to her on Friday we both agreed that Lithium would be a good switch. Then there was a catch. She didn't feel comfortable changing my medication if I wasn't "under care". So I could either go voluntarily or mandatory. I chose voluntary after she promised that I'd be home by Sunday. However she wouldn't let me go there on my own. So she called up the campus police to escort me there. I was taken in handcuffs in front of a ton of fucking people, and they wouldn't even let me stop by the dorm to get some clothes.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So I got there, they took away everythign but the clothes on my back and my chapstick. I tried to get my room mate to drop off some clothes but I didn't get any clothes until Friday. It was fucking rediculous. I had nothing to keep me warm, and nothing to sleep in. I didn't get the clothes until today at 11am, when my discharge had started.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I had to lie to the doctor and tell him I was being over critical of my thoughts and that everything was better. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. I hate it. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[pro life]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2007-02-25T09:02:55-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[The world is sleeping....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/the_world_is_sleeping.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... I am numb...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Until today I didn't really have any anger against my birth mother, just disappointment. But today it's changed. Why did she have to get pregnant, use drugs, and pass on mental illness to me? I feel just like an aborted baby. I should have been aborted given my beliefs. So now I have to suffer through mental illness the rest of my life because my birth grandmother made the choice. Who could have a normal pregnancy in a mental hospital? With all the medications and side effects? The withdrawl from the drugs? It just doesn't seem right. I'm an example of what happens when pro-life fails.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[stupid]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2007-02-27T01:02:25-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Pretty sure I did a stupid thing.]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/pretty_sure_i_did_a_stupid_thing.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>So.I decided to hang out with this guy and we were gonna do an unspecified drug, that's generally snorted. Well I had one of my drug facts mixed: </p>  <p>Speed doesn't equal Cocaine.  </p>  <p>Speed does equal meth.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>My excuse for not eatching earlier is a) I don't do meth, and b) The lights were super dim, otherwise I would've noticed the crystals.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>He was understanding of my mix up, apologized, and I told him that it was a shitty high, and he said "good, then you won't get addicted" Nooo... shit. Well. I brough American Beauty over to watch,but I kinda forgot to check the case to see if it was in there.. and yea, it wasn/t. Way to go me! We ended up skinny dipping in the hot tub surrounded by 2 feet of snow. That was cool. I have never skinny dipped with a guy. But since he wasn't getting a blow job I was gonna get fingered, I was impressed that he had that self control </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2007-02-28T06:02:03-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Floating in the sky....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/floating_in_the_sky.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... 99 red balloons go by...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Soo.... my cousins mom has cancer. She used to tell me that my story about my mom made her feel fortunate and helped her to push on. Now her mom has cancer. I had to tell her over and over to not take my experience and moms death to be what's gonna happen to her. Her situation is the same and different at the same time. So she can call anytime.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So with the paper the final average was 83%-85%. I got a 98%. His words about my edited paper were: </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p><em>"This is more moving than before and I wasn't sure that was possible. There are mechanical issues in verb tenses that can be worked on. But on the whole this is one of the strongest stories I've received in any composition class. Be proud; I expect your mother would surely be"</em> </p>  <p><em></em>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So I'm happy<em>. </em>I'm gonna try to switch room mates though. Things are not working out. A white pro-choice athiest does not belong with a black, uncompromising, judgemental christian.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[college]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2007-03-03T06:03:59-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Eighteen years had come and gone...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/eighteen_years_had_come_and_gone.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... for momma they flew by but for me they drug on and on....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>k. So the straw that broke the camels back has been laid. Wednesday morning my room room mate ( the black one) started setting her alarm clock to snooze every 20 minutes starting at 7am. So I said fuck it and got up. I got dressed and started tidying up my room, not paying attention to my roomie because I don't understand how the hell you fall back asleep. One of my suitemates was already up, she had taken a shower. I was in the common area putting stuff away and she snapped at me </p>  <p>"What do you think you're doing making all that noise? Don't you know Antoinette is sleepong?" By this time she was awake, just laying in bed. And I just said sorry and left early for class. On my way to class I called my cousin Jenny and told her what happened, and she was shocked at the lack of respect and the crap I'm putting up with, she said I needed to stick up for myself and not let them walk all over me.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So Wednesday I ran some errands, not wanting to go back to the dorms, I avoided everyone all day. Lindsy called finally. &lt;3 She had me worried. I said she should come up, and she was like "no, you should come here" So I just said okay. I went an got my new phone and packed a couple bags. My suitemates were like "where ya going?" and I just said out. The roads were a NIGHTMARE. I probably didn't leave at a decent time, but at least I was gone. I left at 5pm and didn't get to Roseville until 8:30ish. At least the pass wasn't closed. I got $60 ripped off of me for chains and installation. When I got to the chain removal area the chains had broken apart and kinda wrapped around my axle. So sometime I'm gonna go buy some good chains. There was a truck that I followed that seemed to know the way, every time there was a patch of bad road he put on his hazord lights, I think he noticed that I was playing follow the leader.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Anyways. I finally got to Lindsys &lt;3 We were waiting for Denise to call us to see if she had any yay. She only had a little bit, so Lindsy bought it. Then we went to Safeway to get some food and when we got back Denise's boyfriend had left for Oakland to start another record. She was in tears. So I left Lindsy and her together and I went to pick up a sack. When I came back Denise was okay with us just chilling at Lindsy's place. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>While this was all happening I was out in the heart of North Highlands being a very scared white girl, but my connection was hella nice and respectful, so then we drove to an area that I knew waaaaaay better and met up with this other guy who looked like a pimp. Huge gold earings, huge gold rings, and a grill. The whole thing. Then it was over, and I drove my friend home.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Finally got to settle down at Lindsys. We watched Alice in Wonderland over and over because Denise hadn't seen it and she kept missing scenes. It was a good night. Throughout this I can't even tell you how many time my room mates called me, blah.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So Thursday morning&nbsp;when Denise and Lindsy fell I asleep I decided to call my dad and let him know I was in town, he was upset because I drove on the roads and he didn't know, blah blah blah, double standard. But I did get some stuff accomplished. I called my old psychiatrist and told him what happened to me, and he wrote out prescriptions for me, I just need to make an appointment to see him when I come home for Spring Break. I'll probably make a doctors appointment too while I'm at it. During the afternoon I caught up on Degrassi &lt;3. Then I went and picked up my medications. I went to bed at 7pm. I took a ambien that wasn't a controlled release, so I was wiped out from 7pm-1pm. Then I just laid in bed until Bonnie came over, then I kinda woke up. Then Ariele and Kati showed up, and I went out with them. I got&nbsp; my tongue pierced.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Today I woke up at noon, and I went downstairs to eat something. Bonnie noticed that my tongue was pierced, and she couldn't keep it to herself so my dad noticed, and he threw a fit. So I got all my stuff together and bailed. I drove back to Reno.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I've pretty much decided I'm gonna be more like myself to my room mates. And if pissing them off is what it takes then I'll do it.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[college]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[roommates]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[suggestion box]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[dorm]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[handwashing]]></category>
  <dc:date>2007-03-04T10:03:18-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[There's no one in town that I know...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/theres_no_one_in_town_that_i_know.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... you gave us some place to go...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Soo.... I went snowboarding this morning and I kept getting these obviously fake concerned text messages from Antoinette. I finally replied "Shouldn't you be worrying about what you're gonna wear to church?" and her response was something like "don't ask me for anything ever", yeah, like you did anything I asked of you. Bitch. Then she TOLD me to clean my half of the room when I get home. Yeah, whatever. I'm gonna catch myself up on homework and I did laundry because I ran out of underwear. Then I started to notice stuff on my desk had been shuffled through, and I'm missing $40. That pisses me off. Blah. I hate laundry, but at least I have quarters. The hall is out of change.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>On a lighter more positive note.... the dorm has a suggestion box where you can drop suggestions. Well, when I dropped off my suggestion that I do a handwashing demonstration for each hall, and then this Wednesday I got invited to talk at the hall meeting about how to prevent the spread of infection and how to make it more sanitary. So that was kinda cool. So that's what I'll do on Wednesday night.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[police]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[dorms]]></category>
  <dc:date>2007-03-05T03:03:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Wow.]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/wow.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>The room mate issue has escalated to the point of no return. This morning I was leaving for class and I closed the door and was heading out the door when my room mate started yelling at me that I KNEW she was over at the sink 15 feet to my left, and that I KNEW she didn't have her keys. I told her whatever and that she needed to go unlock herself out. Then she flew into a rage and went to look for the RA. While she was doing that I was the bigger person and unlocked the door, as I was leaving I ran into her, and she GRABBED my hair and my arm, I pushed her off and said "Don't ever fucking touch me, the door is unlocked dumbass" and then she tried to punch me, and grabbed me by my collar of my jacket, I pushed her off and just left. I went downstairs and filed a complaint and if nothing happens today I'm calling the police.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[stress]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2007-03-09T02:03:51-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And the feeling that it's all a bunch of oysters...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/and_the_feeling_that_its_all_a_bunch_of_oysters.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... but no pearls...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So before we even met with the RD I got so stressed out that everyone was believing Antionette that I was throwing up and dry heaving. So I decided to switch rooms. I went from the Juniper side of the building on the 4th floor to the first floor of Manzanita. My room mate is SO much better and easier to get along with.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>When we met with the RD my ex room mate didn't even show up. I showed the RD my bruise on my arm from her grabbing me and she acted like she didn't see anything, whereas every one else can see it. My ex room mate has poisoned all of our mutual friends into ignoring me. Whatever. This is my startover.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I had to check out of my room, and when I went up there she had put the beds back into bunkbeds, was using my old desk, was using my old drawers, and my old closet, which she is not allowed to do. She was literally soaking with pleasure over what she's done, and she had no disciplinary action against her.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[college]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2007-03-11T03:03:10-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[The thing is, what I really mean...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/the_thing_is_what_i_really_mean.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... your's are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen....</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp;  </p>  <p>So the new room and new room mate situation is FOR SURE a better living situation. I get help with my math and the expect nothing in return (especially since it's 096, and her boyfriend is in differential equations) but I try to treat them well. My room mate's name is Krystle, and her boyfriend is Robert. She likes that I don't give a shit if they wrestle around, do homework, give them private time to fuck or have him sleep over. Doesn't hurt me.  </p>  <p>&nbsp;  </p>  <p>Tomorrow Krystle is going to show me where the mall is. I have to find a white dress, or something that looks like a nurse's uniform for Sadie Hawkin's dance at Granite Bay High School - which I haven't attended in two years. So that will be interesting. I've lost like 6 sizes and I've gained a lot more confidence about how I look. I've always been cute, but now I'm in better shape. People will be excited to see me; I helped a ton of people out with school work and projects. It'll be interesting. I'll enjoy being able to tell people I'm going to college, I'm a CNA and a HHA, and I'm all better. Seeing friends that didn't stick by me while I was sick isn't gonna be fun, but I'm not gonna let it bring me down. Anyways, shopping with Krystle will be interesting, she falls in the jock category.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Today I did 6 sections of math homework. 2.9, 3.1, 3.2, 3.3, 3.4, and 3.5. Hopefully this will catch me up to the class. There is a math quiz on Tuesday on 2.9. Hopefully I'll start getting better marks. I'm doing awesome in English, tomorrow I'll finish editting my paper, I'm doing so-so in Psychology. I must not be studying the right stuff in the chapter. I make note cards, etc, but I always panic. In math... it's the way he presents problems. He types the problems up, and they are misleading. And his English speaking skills are in need of improvement. As for Contemporary Moral Issues... I have no fucking clue. I panicked on that test too. So at least I'm keeping up and not sinking and drowning in homework.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Today I also finished the essay for the scholarship from my dad's work. It's basically guranteed and worth $2,500. So... that pretty much rocks.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>This weekend I was suppose to spend with Shawn hanging out and watching Band of Brothers. But he never called or texted me back. :\ Oh well, at least I was productive.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2007-04-01T01:04:14-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Stictch up my emptines....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/stictch_up_my_emptines.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>....'cause you're the death of me.....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So March has proved to be quite the difficult month. The room mate situation has remained stable and friendly. Thank God. Like I could take anymore stress. Classes have been going well.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Right before Spring Break I was forced to meet with the Housing Director. He wanted a note saying that living in the dorms was a healthy situation for me, I was under the assumption it was over the ex room mate situation.It ended up that the psychiatrist that made me go to the mental hospital gave my medical records to housing - and there is no knowing how far it has spread. I am pissed about it. I've filed complaint after complaint. The information is inaccurate, just like it was when it was given to the hospital. Apparently I am suicidal with a plan and I am a harm to myself and others.That's what was fucking written. I have NEVER tried to hurt myself, I have NEVER tried to hurt anyone, and I have NEVER tried to kill myself. That issue is a damper right now.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Spring Break was pretty good though.Sadie Hawkins dance reminded me why highschool was so boring, and envying eyes tried to ruin my mood, but I shot them down so fast they couldn't fire back at me. All they had was dirty looks.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I'm pretty sure I spent about $300 on a binge. I shared of course. But it was party party party every night and day. I also got my nipples pierced. So tongue, cllit and tits are pierced, plus the two tattoos. &gt;=) </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[friends]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[band on tour]]></category>
  <dc:date>2007-04-01T12:04:38-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I can take the rain on this empty house....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_can_take_the_rain_on_this_empty_house.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... that don't bother me.....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I forgot to mention this. Right now in psych 101 we split into groups, we picked a chapter, and something specific about it. My group decided to choose how LSD effects States of Consciousnes (Chapter 7). Anyways, theres me, a stoner named Jason, a half black skater named Al and an asian kid we kicked out for not contributing. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Anyways, my gift of getting rid of shyness was successfull with him. We hang out, watch movies, goof off, give him a ride to work and stuff like that. I feel like I'm leading him on, but it's nice to have someone who is around to hang out with. He had cancer when he was younger. I think he said two years before Tom Greene filmed his testicular cancer. Al has one ball, he had a tumor down there. And he's a virgin. These are two VERY private things to tell someone. Americans prefer 3 feet of persoanl space; Al likes being in my personal space, and I'm okay with it. Then last night he took my to his sister's apartment - kinda felt like I was getting the family approval thing....&nbsp;&nbsp; So I dunno what to do. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>My second oldest brother is going on tour for a band called Point One that he was the recording producer for two of their albums; his role is to take care of sound and lights and general management. I think he had to dreams in his&nbsp; life: 1) Winning the lottery and 2) Going on tour...I am so proud of him for taking a risk and I can't wait to see them live.Hopefully I'll be allowed backstage, that's what big brothers are&nbsp; for, right? </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Anyways, check them out, they're gonna be big: </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p><a href="http://www.myspace.com/pointone"><strong>www.myspace.com/pointone</strong></a> </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[death]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[cancer]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[easter]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[moving on]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[fuck reality]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[time with mom]]></category>
  <dc:date>2007-04-09T02:04:29-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Until our shell simply can't hold our insides in....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/until_our_shell_simply_cant_hold_our_insides_in.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>..... and we'll explode, it won't be a pretty sight....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So Dad and Bonnie are planning a road trip to Montana. On the itinerary they plan to go see all my dad's friends. All my dad's friends which were once my MOM and DAD'S friends. It's hard to see this all going on. I know that men are 4x more likely to remarry, I know he is happy, and I know he was always really lonely since my brother and I both moved out basically at the same time. It was just hard to see so much change happen. My room got moved, all the furniture changed, we no longer have a house phone, just cell phones. They're going to Italy together too. It's only a matter of time until she's moved in.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Sydnie came with us for brunch. Her mom loves me. Her mom has a 1% chance of living 3 years. She doesn't deserve that. But all I can do is be there for her. She's there for me a lot of the time. And I am basically her future unfolded. Reality sunk in early for me, when I was just barely 13, and now reality has sunk in for her, almost 19. Reality doesn't fucking involve people for this until they are middle aged - at least. Fuck I need a valium.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2007-04-11T02:04:38-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/?entry=348040</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>[url=http://www.gotoquiz.com/poll/i_don_t_know_what_to_think433]I don't know what to think[/url]</p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2007-04-27T12:04:30-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[College girl goes to Senior Ball - but doesn't.]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/college_girl_goes_to_senior_ball_but_doesnt.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>So........ we ended up going out to a nice dinner, then we went and got some booze and juice because he didn't want to go to prom - his mom was making him. His mom is also in charge of my scholarship. So I made sure he had a good time and introduced him to vodka.</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2007-04-27T12:04:31-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[A Sadie Hawkins picture]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/a_sadie_hawkins_picture.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><strong>Spenser plays doctor, I play nurse at Sadie Hawkins. Other girls got jealous that I was in college, etc, so I just made an appearence and went out and partied.</strong> </p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[home]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[prom]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[guilt]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[drinking]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[senior ball]]></category>
  <dc:date>2007-04-27T01:04:48-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Take my hand.... take my whole heart too....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/take_my_hand_take_my_whole_heart_too.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... 'cause I can't help falling in love with you...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So.... going home and going to a prom was very interesting. I love the dress that I got for it. Here's how the day went: </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>11:00am: Pedicures with Bonnie.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>2:00pm: Got my hair done at JC Penny salon and she did a wonderful job.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>4:00pm: Used my given name to hold my place at Macy's, and someone who shares my given name took my place. Then I couldn't find anywhere else that had an opening.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>4:30pm: I end up getting my make-up done at Chanel in Macy's.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>5:45pm: I get home after losing my car in the parking lot in the pouring rain. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>6:00pm: I get home at the time&nbsp;I was supposed to pick up the guy.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>6:20pm: We take pictures at my house. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>6:30pm: I leave for the guys house and take pictures there. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>7:00pm: Reservation at Benny Hannah's, eat, try to get alcohol, succeed. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>7:30pm: He finally starts talking and tells me his mom was making him go and he really isn't interested in the dance.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>8:40pm: We get some vodka and juice.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>11:00pm: I take him home, he's drunk and I'm buzzed.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>11:30pm: I go to bed.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I ended up with food poisoning. I had a fever of 102 and I don't remember driving from Sacramento to Reno. And then I guess I made a few calls because I was upset that I was being a traitor by letting Bonnie do prep stuff that my mom would have done, and that I was guilty and a whole bunch of other things. I'm pretty sure I was delusional. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[bootie call]]></category>
  <dc:date>2007-04-29T03:04:41-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Everything would shine wherever she would go....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/everything_would_shine_wherever_she_would_go.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... but looking at her now you couldn't tell...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Wow, sure sucks to be the one burned and not the cuase of the burn. Taylor (technically my bootie call) Flaked two weeks in a row, so I asked him to just be upfront about it. He found a girl and "just kinda hit it off and crap". So no more me. That's what sucks about those good bootie calls, you start enjoying them, and them poof, gone. Possibly some attachment, not too much, I'll just chill in bed for the day. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Damn. Not even&nbsp;a slight heads up.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[college]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[home]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[grades]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[gpa]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[living room]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[college math]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[college room]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[college finals]]></category>
  <dc:date>2007-05-09T12:05:58-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I seem to recognize your face....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_seem_to_recognize_your_face.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... haunting familar - I can't seem to place it...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp;  </p>  <p>So as of today I am done with my first semester of college classes. Even though it was a rocky start - it was worth it in every sense of the word. However, I'm going to have to admit that I am not proud of my grades, as of now this is what it looks like:  </p>  <p>&nbsp;  </p>  <p>Psychology: D+&nbsp;or a C-  </p>  <p>English: A  </p>  <p>Philosophy: D+ or a C-  </p>  <p>Math: Pass  </p>  <p>&nbsp;  </p>  <p>So my GPA will be anywhere from 2.0 to a 2.8. Not me. But look at it from my situation:  </p>  <p>&nbsp;  </p>  <p>I had surgery eight days before I went to college, this surgery almost literally gave me back my life. Instead of living in constant fear, anxiety, and restriction.... I can go out, do things with friends, with new people, meet new people, go new places, enjoy new things... I mean, who can say no to playing frisbee outside with a bunch of guys? No one, except most heterosexual guys. I wish I could've started college this following fall instead of this Spring... but if I wasn't in school my dad's insurance would drop me, and Independence High Sschool wouldn't let me come back for the spring because I had too many credits.  </p>  <p>&nbsp;  </p>  <p>I have registered for next semester though. Here's what we have for Fall 2007:  </p>  <div><font color="#000000"><font size="3"><strong>Monday:</strong>    <br /><font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif">Spanish, 1pm-1:50pm</font>    <br /><font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif">Painting, 7pm-9:45pm</font>    <br />&nbsp;    <br /><font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif"><strong>Tuesday:</strong></font>    <br /><font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif">Math, 9:30am-10:45am</font>    <br /><font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif">English, 11am-12:15pm</font>    <br /><font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif">Spanish, 1pm-1:50pm</font>    <br />&nbsp;    <br /><font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif"><strong>Wednesday:</strong></font>    <br /><font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif">Spanish, 1pm-1:50pm</font>    <br /><font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif">Panting, 7pm-9:45pm</font>    <br />&nbsp;    <br /><font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif"><strong>Thursday:</strong> </font>   <br /><font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif">Math, 9:30am-10:45am</font>    <br /><font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif">English, 11am-12:15pm</font>    <br /><font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif">Spanish, 1pm-1:50pm</font>    <br />&nbsp;    <br /><strong><font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif">Friday: </font>   <br /></strong><font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif">Nada</font></font></font>  </div>  <div>&nbsp; </div>  <div>I think it's a good schedual. Shawn asked me to stay for the summer, I really, really, really want to. My dad didn't seem to care. I told them I'd be bunking with a couple that had an extra room - free of rent, and I'd work out here. Today has been one year since my dad and Bonnie started dating. I can't believe it's been that it has been a whole year. It seems like.. I dunno, like it just happened over night. I do know though, that it happened while I was away at college and slowly.  </div>  <div>&nbsp; </div>  <div>Things that happened while I was away:  </div>  <div>- Bonnie got a step stool to reach things in the house </div>  <div>- Bonnie spends the weekends (at least) at the house with my dad </div>  <div>- The Master bedroom is now my dads </div>  <div>- My room is my (disowned) brother's old room </div>  <div>- My room doesn't have a private bathroom, I share it with the other guest room </div>  <div>- My room is a guest room when I'm at college </div>  <div>- The house is decorated with all new furniture and some walls are painted, it's starting to look like a home </div>  <div>- My dad got rid of most of the cable channels </div>  <div>&nbsp; </div>  <div>Yup. :\ Not exactly fun. I gained like 8lbs too - gotta lose it.  </div>  <div>&nbsp; </div></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[car accident]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[finals]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[math]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[car insurance]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[college final]]></category>
  <dc:date>2007-05-14T04:05:32-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Don't let your life pass you by.....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/dont_let_your_life_pass_you_by.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>....we've known for the memories....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So...&nbsp;lots has happened since my last entry. Since my last entry I've knocked off three finals and have one left to go. Friday this lady came into my lane and side swiped me. After that she ripped into me with namecalling, cursing, yelling, pounding on my window, etc.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I only got out of the car when the cops were there and I gave them my license, registration and proof of insurance. But by then I was crying so hard from being startled by her hitting my car, her verbal attack, and the whole situation that it triggered a panic attack. I sat down on the curb, and then one of the officers squatted down and asked "Are you okay? Your lips are blue", finally it came to his mind to get me a paper sack to breath into, and I got my breathing down, and was able to drive, good thing I wasn't far from campus.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Saturday I had my math final - and&nbsp;I bombed that. The stress from the day before was waaaaay too much to deal with. I tried my best, I did some work on all the problems. But I don't think I passed math.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Today was Mother's Day. For the most part I spent the day inside studying in my pajamas. Then Shawn called me back, I got dressed and headed over to his place. We talked about how it would work if I stayed in Reno, the thing with his house is that people from the company stay there, and it's not really for personal use... so it looks like I'm staying in Sacramento for the summer. But seeing him made me forget it was mother's day, which was nice. Tomorrow I have my psych final, then I check out of my room, and drive home. It'll be interesting.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[college]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[writing]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[story]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[writing contest]]></category>
  <dc:date>2007-05-18T03:05:35-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[And the winner of UNR's Compost Writing Contest is.....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/and_the_winner_of_unrs_compost_writing_contest_is.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>(insert drum roll) ...... ME!</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So I submitted my story about the events before my mom died and the events after and I won. I get a $50 gift certificate to the campus bookstore (that goes a long way), and the English department will use my narrative as a teaching tool, publish it somewhere, and do what they want with it.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Now, this wouldn't be such a big deal if it was only for people in English 101 - but this contest was every one from Freshman to Grad Student who have ever taken an English class. Soo.... damn. :: brushes dust off shoulders::  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2007-05-18T05:05:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Damn it feels good to be a gangsta]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/damn_it_feels_good_to_be_a_gangsta.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... a real gangsta ass nigger plays his cards right....</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Ummm.... I feel like a little kid. I'm home alone in the house, which is rather large, it makes house noises, all the doors are locked (I've checked), and it's too quiet, then there's a noise, and I'm on edge. How old am I again? Yeah, exactly. &gt;.&lt;  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[virus]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[confined]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2007-05-31T08:05:17-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Life ain't always beautiful.....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/life_aint_always_beautiful.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... sometimes it's just plain hard, life can knock you down, it can break your heart.... </strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So somehow I managed to get sick, and then sicker: </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Human Parvovirus </p>  <p>Cytomegalovirus </p>  <p>Norovirus </p>  <p>Strep Throat </p>  <p>Bronchitis </p>  <p>Bladder Infection </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Fun. I mean funny. No, I mean for fucks sake!  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I'm confined to the house because I could give these to anyone. :( Booooooo. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2007-06-07T11:06:03-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Jesus. Fucking. Christ.]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/jesus_fucking_christ.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><strong>Now the doctor thinks I may have developed pnemonia because I have "suspicious breath sounds" that have worsened since I saw him a week ago. Am I ever going to get better?</strong></p>
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  <dc:date>2007-06-21T11:06:16-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[How strange....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>Life can be.</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So my nephew Wyatt who is the older one was born on January 8th - Elvis's birthday. My Mom loved Elvis and&nbsp;didn't live long enough to see her first grandchild. She obviously had a hand in that. Wyatt is now 5 years old. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Last week my sister asked Cole (2 1/2 years old) who his friends were. He listed his brother, a few playmates, grandma, nana, daddy, mommy... and then my sister stopped him and said "Grandma? You mean Nana right?" and Cole said "No, grandma, she visits me at night when I sleep" then my sister, shocked, asked what Grandma looks like since there aren't many pictures of her around their house. Cole says "She's pretty, and sometimes she doesn't have hair and sometimes she wears her hair" </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>How come, out of 6 siblings and two nephews, I don't get visions, dreams, or feelings of her presence? </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[cancer]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[moving]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[wedding]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[marriage]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[thyroid]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2007-06-28T10:06:31-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You know we can't afford to let one moment pass us by.....]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... because it's a short piece of time...</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>News: </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>My dad and Bonnie have set a date to get married: August 8, 2008.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>My dad has told me to look for a place to set up permanent residence because he is selling the house. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>When my dad sells the house next summer none of my boxes are going with them. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I feel so down and depressed -&nbsp;and I feel like I can't tell anyone. Sydnie always tells me she'll always be here for me, but the last few days no one has been around I feel like there is nothing stable in my life. I really just want to go marry Shawn and say fuck it to my entire family. The person I am to my family isn't the person I really am; they will find out eventually, why not now? Besides, I wanna marry before my dad re-marries. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Or before I die.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>The doctors discovered "two thyroid nodules of significant size to warrant a biopsy".&nbsp;"Nodule" is another way to say unknown mass. I have two unknown masses on my thyroid - and I'm scared. I can't tell anyone I'm scared either. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2007-06-29T12:06:54-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I don't like the drugs...]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_dont_like_the_drugs.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... but the drugs like me...</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>My perscriptions so far: </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Lithium - 1200mg </p>  <p>Seroquel - 800mg </p>  <p>Klonopin - 4mg </p>  <p>Remeron - 30mg </p>  <p>Allegra - 180mg </p>  <p>Birth Control </p>  <p>Inhaler </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>One more medicated peaceful moment....  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2007-06-30T12:06:44-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I don't wanna feel like I did that day....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_dont_wanna_feel_like_i_did_that_day.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>...take me far away...</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Okay. So I did my research of thyroid nodules in adolescent females. My chances of it being thyroid cancer is 20-30%.  </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[surgery]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[hpv]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[lesion]]></category>
  <dc:date>2007-08-28T01:08:37-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I wish I could eat your cancer.....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/i_wish_i_could_eat_your_cancer.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... when you turn back....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I have HPV. </p>  <p>I have ALL the HIGH RISK strains of cancer-causing HPV. </p>  <p>I have a lesion on my cervix slightly larger than a dime. </p>  <p>I have a lesion that has pre-cancerous and cancer cells. </p>  <p>I have cervical cancer.  </p>  <p>I'm having surgery to remove the lesion and surrounding area.  </p>  <p>I have a wonderful prognosis.  </p>  <p>But I still have cancer. :( </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I know I haven't updated in a long time - there is a reason. When I have time I will elaborate.  </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[cancer]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2007-08-28T06:08:51-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Here I am spitting in the mirror]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/here_i_am_spitting_in_the_mirror.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... because it's all that I know how to do....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>The surgery date has been set: </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p><strong>October 2, 2007 at 11:15am, check in time is 10:15am.</strong> </p>  <p><strong></strong>&nbsp; </p>  <p>It's not as soon as I hoped for - but it's better than nothing. </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[tattoo]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[tatoos]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[ink]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[inked]]></category>
  <dc:date>2007-08-30T12:08:23-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Starry Starry Night on my right shoulder]]></title>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2007-08-31T12:08:42-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Stargazer Lily, Shamrock, Shooting Stars]]></title>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2007-08-31T01:08:58-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[So, just say how to make it right....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/so_just_say_how_to_make_it_right.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... and I swear I'll do my best to comply....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I was sad, so I went and got two tattoos.  </p>  <p>Now I think I'm happy. </p>  <p>&nbsp;I really just want the cancer to go away.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[hurt]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[stolen]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[asshole]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[vicious]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[panic attacks]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[debit card]]></category>
  <dc:date>2007-09-04T01:09:50-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Little angel go away, come again some other day....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/little_angel_go_away_come_again_some_other_day.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... the devil has my ear today, I'll never hear a word you say....</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I don't know if any of you are wondering about my absence... but here's the basic story without getting into painful details.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Aaron and Victoria, who have been mentioned in my blog before (check 4th of July of last year) on and off, and our relationship has been on and off. I lent them money when he had a collapsed artery.&nbsp;Then they invited me to come down during the 4th of July week. I wasn't feeling good and backed out. The night before I was suppose to come up I got a call with him chewing me out. So I called him back and said I was on to come down even though I'd have to pay for a place to stay.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I get there... and from the beginning I can do nothing right. Then he takes my debit card and uses my car for whatever he wanted. This included forcing me to smoke meth - even though it made me vomit. Because of the fights I had panic attacks which were, according to him, me being selfish.  </p>  <p>He spent over $430 on my debit card, and overdrew my account $220.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Overall... I hate them. I wish I had never met them. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2007-09-08T02:09:10-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Another tattoo]]></title>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[secrets]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[child molestor]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[secret]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[confrontation]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2007-09-11T01:09:25-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Well that is that and this is this....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/well_that_is_that_and_this_is_this.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... you tell me what you want and I'll tell what you get, you get away from me....</strong>  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>So with my new found will to change my life I have decided that I can't keep secrets that eat me up inside. One of the secrets is that I was molested by my neighbor, Brett, molested me from ages 6-11. The green is me, and red is him.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p><font color="#009900"><strong>[05:44] A Shot of Irish Cream: Hi.   <br />[06:13] A Shot of Irish Cream: We have talked in a long time, but my life has been drastically changing. One of the changes is not keeping any secrets: new or old. If I could go back and change what happened... I would've pressed charges. I can't do that now because too much time has passed; but I can let what you did to me be known.    <br />[06:21] A Shot of Irish Cream: Do you have anything to say? Will you at least acknowledge what I told you?   <br /></strong></font><strong><font color="#ff0000">[07:03] Brett: sorry i was away from my keyboard let me know when you online next time. hope your doin ok :) cya   <br /></font>[07:03] *** Auto-response sent to Brett: In class</strong>   <br /><strong><font color="#009900">[08:47] A Shot of Irish Cream: I'm on.   <br /></font><font color="#ff0000">[09:01] Brett: hey there</font>   <br /><font color="#ff0000">[09:02] Brett: is that your back? i just got one on my back rescently</font></strong>   <br /><strong><font color="#006600">[09:02] A Shot of Irish Cream: I just needed you to know.</font></strong>    <br /><strong><font color="#ff0000">[09:04] Brett: lol whats come over you....did you go to aa or something. wheres all this coming from. you wont talk to me anymore except about this shit. i ddint do anything to tramatize you, whatevers goin on in your life you should take responsibility for and not blam others....even you say you would press charges is retarded you had nothing to press them with i did nothing   <br /></font><font color="#006600">[09:05] A Shot of Irish Cream: No AA.</font></strong>    <br /><strong><font color="#ff0000">[09:05] Brett: all i was was nice to you when others wernt if you remember right. i was loder then you and i always was nice to you   <br />[09:05] Brett: did you forget all that   <br />[09:06] Brett: older*\</font></strong>   <br /><strong><font color="#ff0000">[09:06] Brett: sorry my typing my monitor is far away from my desk atm</font></strong>   <br /><strong><font color="#006600">[09:06] A Shot of Irish Cream: I'm not pressing any charges.    <br /></font><font color="#ff0000">[09:07] Brett: lol what would you press anyway......i didnt rape you or anything i dont know where this is coming from   <br />[09:07] Brett: why would you even say this shit in the first place   <br />[09:08] Brett: ive always been your friend and i havent even really hung out with you sense i was like 15   <br />[09:10] Brett: sorry if im not more understanding but your talking crazy, youve had a rough time in life sometimes and i think your making things bigger then they really are.&nbsp; ..i hope things go well for you i really do,</font></strong>    <br /><font color="#006600"><strong>[09:13] A Shot of Irish Cream: I'm not keeping secrets anymore. You may think what you did was nothing, and I did allow you to think it was nothing. But your actions affected me then, and even more now. I'm sorry we share the same secret, but my half of the secret is coming out.    <br />[09:19] A Shot of Irish Cream: Do you understand now?   <br />[09:30] A Shot of Irish Cream: I would really like to know that you understand my reasoning.    <br /></strong></font><strong><font color="#ff0000">[09:39] Brett: no i dont and i have no idea what your talking about and i think you are a little crazy if i may say. im sorry youir goin through withever it is that your goin through. as far as im concered your fucking goin nuts....i would understand if what your saying made sense i think your blowing shit out of propoortion.&nbsp; i dont even know what to think about what your saying. if it will help you then    <br /></font>[09:39] *** Auto-response sent to Brett: I am currently idle.</strong>   <br /><strong><font color="#ff0000">[09:41] Brett: i understand and i hope all is well for you. otherwise please just leave me alone from here on out. i think your letting your feelings about what has happened in your life take over your memories.&nbsp; thik about how we got alone back then and try and move on. good bye   <br /></font>[09:41] *** "Brett" signed off at Mon Sep 10 21:41:49 2007.</strong> </p>  <p><strong></strong>&nbsp; </p>  <p><strong></strong>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I am pretty sure I couldn't ask for anything better to happen. Well, wait, yes I could. If would take responsability... but how can you expect a 23 year old to be mature? When I first confronted him he took the blame like man, now he's scared.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I plan to tell my sister first. I'll update it. </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2007-09-15T03:09:57-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Eyes of a Fallen Angel, Eyes of a Tragedy]]></title>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2007-09-15T10:09:41-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Medical Symbols]]></title>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2007-09-24T09:09:43-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Different shop - inked by an Italian that spoke little English]]></title>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[heart]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2007-10-08T12:10:50-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Just a little more baby....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/just_a_little_more_baby.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>.... stay with me, you're running away, you're running away.....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Well - I had my surgery on my cervix for the cancerous lesion and everything went a-ok. They didn't see any more cancer, and recovery was slow but not terrible.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I spent my 19th(!!!!!) birthday in the ER. My doctor for fibromyalgia discovered that&nbsp;my blood pressure was low (80/74) with an incredibly high pulse(154) and insisted I see my doctor. I called the doctor office and my doctor was on call. I gave the receptionist vitals and then she phoned the nurse. The nurse told me it sounded like dehyderation and to pull over and get a gatorade. So I did that and made an appointment to go in the following morning.  </p>  <p>Well - this morning was much worse. I was 76/50. So on my birthday I got two EKGs, set off the code blue alert multiple times, and had the crash cart sitting next to my bed. Eventually the nurse would just come check on me and see if I was awake. None of the doctors or nurses I had seen stats like mine on a conscious, mentally aware person.  </p>  <p>But I found a pattern - the more active I am the lower it gets, if I lay in bed for hour or two it goes up. Hnmm.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[bipolar]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[mental]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[broke]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[psychiatric]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[money problems]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[emotional problems]]></category>
  <dc:date>2007-10-24T07:10:08-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[... But you don't know how to listen....]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/_but_you_dont_know_how_to_listen.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... or let me make my decisions....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Sooo.... things have sort of fallen completely apart.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>a) fights with dad have gotten more frequent </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>b) I have no money </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>c) I am having emotional problems that are affecting everyone </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>d) I had to drop out of college </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Solution: Right now I want to get level headed; I think the best option for me right now is to go inpatient to a mental facility.  </p></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[depression]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[dmt]]></category>
  <dc:date>2007-11-19T06:11:46-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[When it all, all falls down...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... she's so self-conscious....</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>This blog is way over due.  </p>  <p>So on&nbsp; October 30th I checked into Heritage Oaks Hospital - which was ironically two blocks from my ex boyfriend. Checking in was suppose to be quick... I got there at 12:30pm with my Dad and Bonnie, but the wait was too long so they left me alone. I started getting anxious and started popping my Klonopin. I finally got checked in at 5:30, and they slammed a mandatory 72 hour hold because I took meds in the lobby. So then I basically slept for 3 days when they weren't checking vitals or getting me up for meals. When the 72 hours was up they gave me 5250 which says they can hold me up to 14 days. So I started going to group, etc. There was no individual therapy or anything helpful like that. So on my 7th day I discharged myself.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Since then my family is convinced that I am depressed and have some "serious issues". I'm not depressed. In fact I'm out with friends almost every night. The other day when I got home from an all nighter my brother Brian chewed me out </p>  <p>"What the fuck do you think you're doing? You're stressing dad out with your bullshit. If he dies it'll be your fault" </p>  <p>After that I went upstairs and just cried. Then he knocked and knocked and let himself in. Sitting on my bed trying to be comforting. But he just pissed me off. So I called my sister. Almost word for word Dad, Bonnie, my brother, and my sister lectured me and whatnot. So no one is any help. They're all against me.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Lately I've been hanging out with a high school friend named Peter. He and I do acid, smoke DMT and have sex. He's a really good friend. He listens to me and I listen to him. The second time I smoked DMT I turned into a cat. I had ears, claws, fur, and sounded like a cat. It was incredibly awesome.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I miss Shawn, haven't heard from him in a while, I miss him like crazy.  </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <category><![CDATA[family]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[love]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2007-11-25T02:11:45-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[How do you do it?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong>... make me feel like I do...</strong> </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Shawn is absolutely amazing. I have no doubt in my mind he is my one and only; and he only makes that more clear when he tells me the same. I just need to get over this annoying lump in my life and things will be gravy. I'm not gonna lie though - I hate his job. He's not happy with it, and working takes up all of his time. Just gotta be patient. The time I do get with him is more than worth it.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Family is something else. I don't even feel like going there.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Other than that I am job hunting. Wish me luck! </p></p>
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  <author>babydoll</author>
  <dc:date>2007-12-30T06:12:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I fucked up...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p dir="ltr" style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px">My best friend from Reno killed himself. I think... I tried to call him while I was moving, but then my phone died leaving my with no numbers... then I tried his apartment, but there was no answer. I think he succesdecd in killing himself, and it's all my fault. I feel terrible, and I don't know what to do .It's eating me up inside. I have no way of communicating with him to know for sure.. but I feel in my gut that what happpned has happened.... he's gone.  </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2009-05-19T10:05:29-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[A long overdue blog]]></title>
  <link>http://babydoll.mindsay.com/a_long_overdue_blog.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Soooo..... Al, who I thought killed himself, didn't. His family just sorta hated me since I was the one around when everything went bad. </p> <p>&nbsp; </p> <p>I moved out of my dad's place and am now living in my&nbsp;own apartment, going to American River College. </p> <p>&nbsp; </p> <p>I met a spectacular guy one night when my friend dragged me to a club. So I gave Shawn an ultimatum that he had to show he was serious&nbsp;after all this time and live together (like he always said he would) or I would have to end it. So I ended it, and it really, really hurt. It made me feel not so important to him. But after dating a month and a half Aaron and I moved into an apartment together and I'm am very, very happy. </p> <p>&nbsp; </p> <p>Things with my dad have patched themselves up - probably since I moved out and we don't have to see each other all the time. He's happy. </p> <p>&nbsp; </p> <p>I'm gonna start writing on this again. I miss it. </p></p>
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