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  <title>Mine</title>
  <subtitle>not yours</subtitle>
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  <updated>2005-03-17T05:19:01Z</updated>
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    <title>grashopr32111 @ 2005-03-16T21:21:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-17T05:19:01Z</published>
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    <content type="html">today as most of you know my car caught fire. I was so pissed!!!!!! I just couldnt believe what had happened. I dont know what I did to deserve this it sucks so very much. Also I'm just so sick of drama right now i could explode.</content>
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    <title>grashopr32111 @ 2005-02-18T12:11:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-18T20:17:00Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Have you ever liked someone one of your friends likes. This is the second time this year that I had a mad crush on some guy and now one of my friends is going out with him. I can't really blame her I didnt tell her or him.</content>
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    <title>grashopr32111 @ 2005-02-17T12:13:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-17T20:17:49Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I am totally stressed today. I am a very polite person to my elders (Elders being at least 5 years older) Then I had again with the same people disobeying the rules. So I yelled at them ( this isnt the first time)Then a teacher yelled at me for being fursturated at them. I really ust wanted to scream in her face. TO BE CONTINED.............</content>
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    <title>grashopr32111 @ 2005-02-16T10:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-16T19:05:31Z</published>
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    <content type="html">On feb. 14th (which was my birthday) my dad calls which of course is what hes supposed. Anyways, all he kept asking about was my little sister Renee. Thats what i had to listen to on my 18th birthday my dad complaining about my little sister. lets just say my birthday was a little ruined after that</content>
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    <title>grashopr32111 @ 2005-02-10T12:36:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-10T20:40:43Z</published>
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    <content type="html">yesturday i had something to say but I couldn't figure out what it was. Does that ever happen to you when you thin about something and you want to write it down or say it but you cant get out. So you just start to write or speak. think about that.</content>
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    <title>grashopr32111 @ 2005-02-08T19:10:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-09T03:16:10Z</published>
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    <content type="html">do you ever wonder what life is going to be like when you get out of college? I always wonder if I'm going to be like my mom or not. Don't get wrong I love my mom more than anything, but having kids and becoming her scares me more than anything. I am also afraid that if by some miracle I bring a child into this world he/she will turn out to be a serial killer or something. Also by then the world may just end or something. To have the world the way it is now and bring a child into it to me just seems wrong. I just dont know whats coming and I am more afraid of a crappy life than dying</content>
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    <title>grashopr32111 @ 2005-02-08T12:29:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-08T20:39:07Z</published>
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    <content type="html">hey, &lt;br /&gt;I'm Kathy from Vapac high school. My 18th birthday is 2/14. My friends all had live journal so i decided to try it out and maybe make new friends. Already it sucks my dad who hasn't given me a birthday present. in like 5 years so I asked him for $200.00 so I could go see this play with my sister. He's giving me $50.00. He doesn't do anything for me so I guess I sholdn't be surprised I'm not getting what I asked for.</content>
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