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  <title>If You Read, You Will Judge.</title>
  <subtitle>Jenny</subtitle>
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    <name>Jenny</name>
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  <updated>2006-06-13T03:02:35Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:letters_2u:22232</id>
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    <title>letters_2u @ 2006-06-12T23:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-13T03:02:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-13T03:02:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y110/ynnepynnej/mimi.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Rest In Peace Grandma &lt;center&gt;I Love You So Much&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:letters_2u:21787</id>
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    <title>letters_2u @ 2006-06-05T00:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-05T05:09:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-05T05:10:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Placebo - Every you and every me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This weekend was all in all a fucking perfect weekend minus the rain. Friday night, My team owned. Saturday, bagels, church parking lots, everyone being beyond the definition of wasted. Sunday, late night movies, comfy beds, attempts of not sleeping.  Honestly, i cannot pick out one bad part of this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of things, this is the last week of high school. I dont know whether to feel nervous, scared, happy, excited, anything.  Honestly, i really dont have any opinion on leaving high school yet. On graduating. On going to college.  It just hasnt hit me, and honestly, i dont think its ever really going to.  I know myself, i know how i work.  The day of graduation is going to be difficult.  That will be hard.  Saying my goodbyes, to people, teachers, the school itself, everything.  But after that, i know its going to be summer.  Its going to feel like summer.  Im going to do the same things i did last summer this summer, and it will feel so routine by then, to just go back to high school in september. But then we'll drive to georgia.  And ill settyle in there, and start going to school there.  And although ive been expecting a shock, i feel like i'll be so preoccuppied making this place my new home, that "it" whatever "it" is, wont hit me.  I guess it is the shock of leaving home and leaving the town you know and the people you know and everything you know behind. But im hoping that i'll be so busy, that the shock wont ever come.  I guess we'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, i can say that i am going to miss each and every one of my friends so much.  Im really convinced that a day isnt going to go by without me thinking of everyone, and i really do mean everyone. Im planning on making about 43289 picture frames before i go, and covering the walls with them.  I really hope this summer will leave me with as many memories of the people i love as possible. You all know who you are. You are the world to me. and thats that. no arguement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i need to go to bed to wake up for school.&lt;br /&gt;for the last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really is fucking crazy.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:letters_2u:21689</id>
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    <title>letters_2u @ 2006-06-01T21:48:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-02T02:16:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-02T02:16:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Gouge away - The Pixies</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Half of today is a complete mystery to me.  If i ever met a zombie, i think it would have wakled, taled and looked like i did today.&lt;br /&gt;My current realization is that a human can NOT operate on 2 hours of sleep.  It just doesnt happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The major thing i remember from today, is the fact that my mom and dad have been really, really, REALLY, unnaturally nice to me.  I hate it when theyre really nice, because it means they either feel bad because theyre hiding something from me, or theyre in a really good mood, and tomorrow theyre going to be complete assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom is coming and im honestly petrified, because my dress is too big for my boobs and too small at my hips and i dont have the money to get it altered. and then theres always, well, erm&lt;br /&gt;A FUCKING DATE&lt;br /&gt;I'm not as worried as i convince myself that i am though.  I dont nkow.  the way i look at it, one way or another, im going to have an amazing time, because amazing people are in my limmo, and we will have a drunktastic time afterwards.  I just think its sad that theres a high chance i will be missing out on sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha, and speaking of sex.  I had a really funny conversation with someone last night.  Or basically what someone said was "well, the way i see it, doing druge and having sex is directly related."  I thought about that for a good few seconds and realized.... "if they were directly related, i would be having alot more sex then im having now."  It seemed alot funnier at the moment, probably because i was having the conversation with 3 guys and their 3 girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My allergies have been killing me these past few days.  I cant stop coughing, and the combination of cancer smoking and prom hasnt helped it.  I feel like every time i start coughing my lung is slowly being turned inside out , and its eventually going to be completely inside out, and start going onto my trachea, until i finally cough it up, with the trachea attached, insideout, and then i can sit there in my last minutes of life, because i mean, my lung will be in my hand, and examine the damage all the weed and tobacco and hashish has done to it, and then ill repent and go to heaven, and then get kicked out of heaven on 666 because i feel like somethign completely unholy needs to be done by everyone in the world, even those innocent souls in heaven, because 666 only happens once  every hundred years or so.  And i plan on taking full advantage of it, even if i am in heaven, with my lung hanging out of my mouth, attached by my insideout trachea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But pray for me so that doesnt happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this weekend turns out as good as it seems like its going to.  maddddddddd beer pong tomorrow night. next day some fantastic party, and sunday Joey And Jenny go to the city. &amp; smoothies.  And also!  next weekend i start my job at towerrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOUJARETFORGETTINGMETHEJOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started coughing again, this is fucking awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.  Thats really all i had to write about, I just got bore dof seeing my same old useless complaints on every entry so i would spice it out with a couple of laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOORAY</content>
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    <title>letters_2u @ 2006-05-21T10:56:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-21T15:03:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-21T15:03:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm really not capable of writing entries in here that will move people to tears, or make people angry, happy, anything.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing i say is really of any significance to anyone but myself.&lt;br /&gt;Good days, bad days, happiness, anger.&lt;br /&gt;It reflects me, not necessarily everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes things happen that really put the world in perspective,&lt;br /&gt;and i wish i had the ability to share the way i feel right now with enyone who reads this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i cant.  I cant begin to describe the different feelings that have been rushing through my brain all morning, but all i can say, is never waste a moment that you have.  If you have potential, live up to it, dont just ignore it.  Life is way too short to go on acting as if you have all the time in the world.  You never know when a life will simply be snatched away from you, unexpected, unpredicted, violent and cruel.  You never know when those you love will no longer be there for you.  So appreciate every fucking minute you have with every person in your life.  Every minute you're alive.  Dont let a second escape you.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:letters_2u:21060</id>
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    <title>letters_2u @ 2006-05-16T15:00:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-16T19:15:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-16T19:15:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Joy Division - Love will tear us apart</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wednesdays are slowly becoming my new favorite day of the week!&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be most excellent, ill be sure to go into detail about it on thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;and i cant wait till the 24th!! :-)&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go to robeks and get a big wednesday smoothie.&lt;br /&gt;yeahhhhh wednesdays :-)</content>
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    <title>Your face is the color of his bandana.</title>
    <published>2006-05-11T04:13:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-11T04:13:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Getup Kids</lj:music>
    <content type="html">despite the complete embarassment,&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy tonight happened.&lt;br /&gt;Some changes will probably occurring sometime soon.&lt;br /&gt;I knew they were coming.&lt;br /&gt;I just needed a little boost to let mysef face them.&lt;br /&gt;And this boost definately came tonight.&lt;br /&gt;YAYAYAYAYAY</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:letters_2u:20669</id>
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    <title>impossible.</title>
    <published>2006-05-10T03:49:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-10T03:49:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bad Mouth - Fugazi</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The thing that i have had the most difficulty finding in my life is mutuality.&lt;br /&gt;In all respects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:letters_2u:20382</id>
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    <title>letters_2u @ 2006-05-02T15:04:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-02T19:09:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-02T19:09:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Explosions in the Sky</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Realization;&lt;br /&gt;the past doesnt matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;put it behind you&lt;br /&gt;fix what you can.&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful for the present&lt;br /&gt;as gross awful and disgusting as it may be.&lt;br /&gt;The future is here.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:letters_2u:20003</id>
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    <title>You Can Play These Songs With Chords</title>
    <published>2006-04-25T02:55:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-25T02:55:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Every Planet We Reach Is Dead - Gorillaz</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Things are ok!&lt;br /&gt;these past few days have been Good&lt;br /&gt;very good at times.&lt;br /&gt;I honestly think when i listen to the full album "You Can Play These Songs With Chords" by deathcab for cutie, things just go well&lt;br /&gt;i think it brings good luck.&lt;br /&gt;i suggest you listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;My day ended with a boy, a coffee, a donut, and a cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;It was spectacular.</content>
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    <title>Car Abuse</title>
    <published>2006-04-19T02:37:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-19T02:37:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Appleseed Cast - Hello Dearest Love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have so much i would like to say&lt;br /&gt;to so many people.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive said it aloud to myself&lt;br /&gt;ive written it on paper&lt;br /&gt;typed it&lt;br /&gt;backspaced&lt;br /&gt;erased&lt;br /&gt;laughed at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i had the courage that most people do to speak their minds as often as they please.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont.&lt;br /&gt;I guess its trouble communicating.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what it is.</content>
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    <title>Crash.</title>
    <published>2006-03-31T04:37:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-31T04:37:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Have you ever had no idea what to do?&lt;br /&gt;not about anything specific.&lt;br /&gt;Just in general, have you ever had no idea what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i feel like that right now.&lt;br /&gt;My body has gone absolutely numb.&lt;br /&gt;My ears are ringing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont fucking know.&lt;br /&gt;And i think thats because in my heart i know theres nothing i can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what thought is worse.&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing what to do&lt;br /&gt;Or facing the reality that there is nothing i can do.&lt;br /&gt;Facing the reality that i have no control anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:letters_2u:19215</id>
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    <title>letters_2u @ 2006-03-28T21:38:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-29T02:38:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-29T02:39:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;h1&gt;TOMORROW IS MY BIRTHDAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!$&amp;*(*()^@#$%^&amp;*+(*)&amp;(*%#%&amp;^^*(*()&amp;&amp;^*(&lt;/h1&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:letters_2u:19177</id>
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    <title>I refuse.</title>
    <published>2006-03-12T14:04:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-12T14:04:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Michio's Death Drive - Minus The Bear</lj:music>
    <content type="html">You definately underestimate me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:letters_2u:18840</id>
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    <title>details.</title>
    <published>2006-03-08T02:50:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-08T02:50:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Under My Umbrella - Incubus</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Inhale.&lt;br /&gt;Right now air is moving down your trachea and bronchi into your bronchioles. The oxygen in the air you inhaled dissolves, and diffuses across your epithelium, and into the web of capillaries that surrounds all of your alveolus (which are the millions of air sacs that the smallest bronchioles end in.)At the same time, your rib muscles contract, resulting in your rib cage expanding, &amp; your diaphram contracts, which changes the air pressure in your lungs.  The change in pressure allows air to rush into the lungs because the pressure of the lungs fell below that of the atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing the details involved in the simplest things.</content>
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    <title>wrong.</title>
    <published>2006-03-06T02:17:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-06T02:17:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>In A Safe Place - The Album Leaf</lj:music>
    <content type="html">People will be people, no matter how good you are to them.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many things you do for people&lt;br /&gt;no matter how you treat them, how much shit you put up with.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how many times you put them before yourself.&lt;br /&gt;people will never change.&lt;br /&gt;people will be people&lt;br /&gt;and people will think for themselves, and be selfish, and think in the moment, and not think twice about you&lt;br /&gt;or how badly they may hurt you&lt;br /&gt;or about how everything theyve ever said to you becomes questionable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tired of being lied to&lt;br /&gt;and im tired of forgiving&lt;br /&gt;im tired of forgetting &lt;br /&gt;and im so tired of caring.&lt;br /&gt;im tired of taking blame&lt;br /&gt;and im tired of saying im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for some reason or another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always feel its necessary to apologize&lt;br /&gt;and to look at situations from others perspectives&lt;br /&gt;to take blame to avoid confrontation,&lt;br /&gt;and to forgive and forget things that shouldnt necessarily be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Thats just who i am.&lt;br /&gt;and please, if anyone can make it so i dont care&lt;br /&gt;tell me how&lt;br /&gt;because caring is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as far as this goes.&lt;br /&gt;Im forgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; im doing my best to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is bliss.&lt;br /&gt;..Its amazing how true that phrase is.</content>
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    <title>letters_2u @ 2006-03-05T19:10:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-06T00:12:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-06T00:12:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">imworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworriedimworried.</content>
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    <title>!</title>
    <published>2006-03-05T05:36:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-05T05:36:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ten Thosand Animal Cells - Q and not U</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today was excellent.&lt;br /&gt;went out to hicksville&lt;br /&gt;met up w/ shane &amp; others&lt;br /&gt;"went to hell" thich for hell was pretty fucking cold&lt;br /&gt;after freezing off fngers there, shane and i began our drive out to lars'.&lt;br /&gt;alfway there shane hd o go back and shivel his driveway.&lt;br /&gt;his mom gave me a hammer, and to hit the ice as if it were shanes head.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;i love it when peoples mothers say things like that&lt;br /&gt;it makes an entire situation so akward.  &lt;br /&gt;so we cleaned off his driveway and front walk, and i attacked shit with my hammer.&lt;br /&gt;finally the driveway passed the mom test, and we went overlars's&lt;br /&gt;larseyyyy, he was so tan, i was so ridiculously jealous.&lt;br /&gt;i made mad ramen.&lt;br /&gt;delicious&lt;br /&gt;so then their friend came nd they wer egonan leave to g to a party otu n medford.&lt;br /&gt;i had the mapquest diretions in my hand, btu it was just so far, and i dont have that kind of gas money.&lt;br /&gt;so i called brendo back&lt;br /&gt;andme and nicole met up with him&lt;br /&gt;and saw the laser light show for radiohead at the vanderbuild.&lt;br /&gt;definately a good choice.&lt;br /&gt;for that small amout of time, everythign was fucking perfect.&lt;br /&gt;like,i had a big ridiculous smile on my face the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;it was really alot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to 1 of brendos friends houses and watched these fucking dudes beat the shit out of each other.&lt;br /&gt;it was a fantastic night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like how everythign is right now.&lt;br /&gt;i wish that certain situations didnt have as much tension&lt;br /&gt;and i wish i didnt have to worry about certain things as much as i do&lt;br /&gt;but i cant cntrol any of that.&lt;br /&gt;for now all i can really do is be happy with the situation i have.&lt;br /&gt;and for the most part i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have work tomorrow at chuck e...i feel liek i havent been there in ages.&lt;br /&gt;andi honestly dontmind that feeling whatsoever&lt;br /&gt;i just wish i had money, because 1st insurance payment came and now im fucking broke till net paycheck which i think may be friday&lt;br /&gt;WAHOOOO PAYCHECKKKK&lt;br /&gt;and then i gt paid from daycare on the 15th&lt;br /&gt;and im hoping thats gonna be a nice sized paycheck...&lt;br /&gt;at least a hundred.&lt;br /&gt;whatevaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, bed.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:letters_2u:17718</id>
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    <title>Clean</title>
    <published>2006-03-01T02:40:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-01T02:40:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Collapse - Sparta</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I think what i miss the most&lt;br /&gt;is simplicity.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:letters_2u:17450</id>
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    <title>Line of best fit.</title>
    <published>2006-02-26T05:33:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-26T05:33:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Champagne From A Paper Cup - Deathcab For Cutie</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I like smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Today was full of giggles.&lt;br /&gt;Val and i went out to the mall&lt;br /&gt;thought abotu food&lt;br /&gt;tried on dresses&lt;br /&gt;ate mad food&lt;br /&gt;gooooooooooooood food.&lt;br /&gt;drove around and found the biggest truck ever on the way to her dads house.&lt;br /&gt;out-badassed that big fucking truck.&lt;br /&gt;scared old men with ETID, On Broken Wings, and The#12.&lt;br /&gt;proudproud.&lt;br /&gt;picked up shane&amp;corey.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i need to make their names 1 word like the guy did in lord of the flies.&lt;br /&gt;sam&amp;something.  i dont remember their names.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah&lt;br /&gt;shane&amp;corey.&lt;br /&gt;they got drunk in my backseat, then we brought corey into a public place!&lt;br /&gt;bean.&lt;br /&gt;drove round.&lt;br /&gt;went home for 10 min.&lt;br /&gt;smoked the fuckgin biggest joint ive ever seen in my entire fucknig life.&lt;br /&gt;val became a tourguide.&lt;br /&gt;ahhahahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;ummm, jade joe ryan josh!&lt;br /&gt;been waytoo long.  i needa see them soon.&lt;br /&gt;drove round more.&lt;br /&gt;ate food.&lt;br /&gt;i know 2morra ill be thinking "why white castle"&lt;br /&gt;but i wont lie, the cheeseburgers hit the mother fucking spot.&lt;br /&gt;perfection.&lt;br /&gt;drove boys home.&lt;br /&gt;drove home myself&lt;br /&gt;realized how much i LOVE deathcab for cutie&lt;br /&gt;because they make sense.&lt;br /&gt;even if this song IS a cover&lt;br /&gt;its a fucking good cover.&lt;br /&gt;....is this even a cover?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer's gone&lt;br /&gt;i overslept and woke up to the chill of fall&lt;br /&gt;overworked and now i'm all used up&lt;br /&gt;this tv haze sucks me through&lt;br /&gt;i watch the world from me inside&lt;br /&gt;overworked and now i'm all used up&lt;br /&gt;final drag, fills my lungs and makes me high&lt;br /&gt;they fill up, as i bottom out&lt;br /&gt;steering wheels, watch them driving driving&lt;br /&gt;with some place to go, i'd steer myself, but i don't have a route&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what perfection.&lt;br /&gt;ive never understood a song more then iunderstand this paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics form tonite because im too lazy to make a link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y110/ynnepynnej/IMG_1220.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I feel so upper class!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y110/ynnepynnej/IMG_1227.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just to prove we were here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y110/ynnepynnej/IMG_1219.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fatties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y110/ynnepynnej/IMG_1238.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the large truck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y110/ynnepynnej/IMG_1240.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corey in public places.  fantastic :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y110/ynnepynnej/IMG_1242.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y110/ynnepynnej/IMG_1246.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y dos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y110/ynnepynnej/IMG_1250.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhahahasmile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y110/ynnepynnej/IMG_1241.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tour Guide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y110/ynnepynnej/IMG_1254.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words arent even needed for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y110/ynnepynnej/IMG_1275.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just gotta stayyyyyy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever felt like your eyelids were almost stuck to your eyeballs and when you blink the whole world shakes for a second or 2?&lt;br /&gt;its fantastic.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:letters_2u:17255</id>
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    <title>letters_2u @ 2006-02-24T18:41:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-24T23:41:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-24T23:42:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Beck - E-Pro</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I wish i didnt care so much.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:letters_2u:17087</id>
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    <title>Home</title>
    <published>2006-02-24T02:40:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-24T02:40:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bauhaus - The Man With The X-Ray Eyes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today was the first night i was home all vacation&lt;br /&gt;due to the GLORIOUS RETURN of the stomach death.&lt;br /&gt;Hooray for no dinner, no lunch, no snacks, no munchies for another week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a morning when you wake up and nothing can get you out of bed...&lt;br /&gt;except remembering that you need to have saw2 back to blockbuster before 12 or you have to play a restocking fee?&lt;br /&gt;well that was today.&lt;br /&gt;10:30 am (which is early considering its a vacation)&lt;br /&gt;im driving to blockbuster barefoot with a bathrobe, big tshirt and a pair of shorts.&lt;br /&gt;What can i say. i was in my element.&lt;br /&gt;I got nicole and we watched the goonies.&lt;br /&gt;I swear to god if i had to watch chunk in real life for 10 minutes i would have to remove his head, or some violent shit like that.&lt;br /&gt;i like kids most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;but that child, even as an actor, i hate him.&lt;br /&gt;i just smiled picturing him get crushed by the giant that should have crushed him in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrive at Real work at 2:30&lt;br /&gt;3:45 i was running out the door of real work.&lt;br /&gt;my stomach decided to do cartwheels while i was there&lt;br /&gt;and to put it in the least horrible way possible&lt;br /&gt;it was 2 weeks ago all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drove home pissed off listening to Horns &amp; Tails on repeat.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;so im not allowed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(flash back to 3rd grade when i didnt eat my chicken, and wasnt allowed out on halloween)&lt;br /&gt;mom likes us fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I layed around for an hour or 2.&lt;br /&gt;Watched "the election" for the 2nd time in about a day, considering i was too stoned to figure out what was going on in the movie the first time i watched it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That movie frustrated me too.  The way Reese Witherspoons face pinched up when she sad somethign important really got under my skin.&lt;br /&gt;I hate those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching survivor with mother.  another sorry attempt at trying to act like a family.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that she fell asleep didnt help.&lt;br /&gt;so i watched it pretty much by myself.&lt;br /&gt;walked out when the episode was over.&lt;br /&gt;came in here.&lt;br /&gt;charged IPOD&lt;br /&gt;(which is shocking because i normally love wasting the car battery to charge that thing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! on the positive side of things though.&lt;br /&gt;Ted Is Home!&lt;br /&gt;hes stopping by around 10.&lt;br /&gt;Ill probably force him to watch some terrible movie with me.&lt;br /&gt;And He'll Love It.&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing when soemtimes people come into your life&lt;br /&gt;and you become so accustomed to them being there&lt;br /&gt;that when they go to nicaragua for 10 days&lt;br /&gt;you miss them!&lt;br /&gt;even if you havent known them that long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larsey is in Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is somewhere warm.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky.&lt;br /&gt;But im pretty content with where i am.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i went to shanes around 12.&lt;br /&gt;We cooked breakfast together.&lt;br /&gt;Layed around.&lt;br /&gt;Smoked.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Half Baked with Corey.&lt;br /&gt;I would say it was a pretty productive day.&lt;br /&gt;and note to self: learn to make good pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i do have a highlight of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say around 5:30, 6?&lt;br /&gt;Mom tells me to go to the grocery store and buy 1/2 Lb of Cole Slaw.&lt;br /&gt;gives me 5 dollars&lt;br /&gt;and tells me to buy myself somethign to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Got to waldbaums&lt;br /&gt;Got the Cole Slaw.&lt;br /&gt;Bought some Bananas for me.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why, but a banana seemed like the perfect food at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;paid for bananas and cole slaw&lt;br /&gt;and had over 2 dollars change lef from the 5 mom gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moral of this story&lt;br /&gt;is now i have money for gas 2morra, and i have bananas.&lt;br /&gt;Its been an ok day.&lt;br /&gt;i think we all need to be lazy once in awhile.</content>
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    <title>casual mooshy entry.</title>
    <published>2006-02-21T06:12:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-21T06:12:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Flaming Lips</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Nights like tonight make me realize how much i miss everyone&lt;br /&gt;everyone ive just met&lt;br /&gt;everyone ive known for a long time&lt;br /&gt;just everyone in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its nice to see that people are happy to see me.&lt;br /&gt;its nice not to worry about who i can and cannot talk to&lt;br /&gt;no one hates me&lt;br /&gt;no one wants to kill me&lt;br /&gt;although we've all probably come pretty close to killing each other by accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just nice to escape the norm.&lt;br /&gt;even if the norm is only 1 town over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna go to the city soon.&lt;br /&gt;make some visits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im 18 real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im falling asleep at the computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the record.&lt;br /&gt;brandon boyd is NOT gay.</content>
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    <title>Comprehend.</title>
    <published>2006-02-16T05:29:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-16T05:29:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>My Bloody Valentine.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">nothing to type!&lt;br /&gt;vacation after friday.&lt;br /&gt;family saw the report card, and im in the clear.&lt;br /&gt;i have some money to spend&lt;br /&gt;and some people to spend it with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thinkim gonna start returning bottles and cans and shit for gas money.&lt;br /&gt;because it kills me spending fucking money i worked for to get to work.&lt;br /&gt;i rolled like, 20 dollars in dimes the other day&lt;br /&gt;and i think i could totally do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna roll alllllllllllllllllllll the change in the house.&lt;br /&gt;and then&lt;br /&gt;im gonna pay with it at gas stations.&lt;br /&gt;fucken....&lt;br /&gt;i must have at least like&lt;br /&gt;10 bucks in pennies lying around.&lt;br /&gt;honestly&lt;br /&gt;1000 pennies?&lt;br /&gt;psht, it wont be too hard.&lt;br /&gt;heres the game plan.&lt;br /&gt;the compartment in gary that currently holds ritz bits&lt;br /&gt;will be replaced&lt;br /&gt;with rolls of change&lt;br /&gt;and i pay in it.&lt;br /&gt;simple.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i figured, on your average day&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;i spend maybe 5 bucks on gas.&lt;br /&gt;i used to buy tacobell.&lt;br /&gt;now i buy fossil fuels.&lt;br /&gt;and i can scrounge up 5 buck in change a day no problem.&lt;br /&gt;maybe ill start begging in the lunch room.&lt;br /&gt;become a hobo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or i found some picture of a car in like&lt;br /&gt;switzarland&lt;br /&gt;that has a wood burning stove on the back of the car&lt;br /&gt;and the car ran from that.&lt;br /&gt;i could learn a bit of mechanics&lt;br /&gt;attach a stove....&lt;br /&gt;i could do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then, anyone willing to donate to the&lt;br /&gt;"jenny needs dinner" fund,&lt;br /&gt;contact me&lt;br /&gt;im all about it.&lt;br /&gt;and i owe nicole 10 dollars. note to self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;self observations of this week&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really beileve in fortune cookies.&lt;br /&gt;i blame my shitty complexion on lack of sex.&lt;br /&gt;i need a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;i need money.&lt;br /&gt;i think my boobies grew :-).&lt;br /&gt;i miss the past.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy the present.&lt;br /&gt;i look foward to the future.&lt;br /&gt;i like planning things.&lt;br /&gt;i really want to get everyone to montreal over spring break.&lt;br /&gt;i need to buy underwear.&lt;br /&gt;im so tired of being sick.&lt;br /&gt;i hate snow.&lt;br /&gt;i need to start accepting myself; big feet, nose, hands and all.&lt;br /&gt;i love kids, as much as i hate and complain about them.&lt;br /&gt;i need drugs.&lt;br /&gt;MY BIRTHDAY IS SOOOOOOOOOOOOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found a mother fucking piece of pasta on my desk.&lt;br /&gt;thats disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a really good valentines day.&lt;br /&gt;and really good is an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;-i rearranged furniture,&lt;br /&gt;-ate chocolate&lt;br /&gt;-recieved flowers&lt;br /&gt;-drank coffee&lt;br /&gt;-watched a movie&lt;br /&gt;-tickled someone&lt;br /&gt;-drove down the northern state half naked, nex to someone in just his boxers because of the most amazing game ever created.&lt;br /&gt;-got mad good hugs&lt;br /&gt;-smiled a whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy&lt;br /&gt;yo soy contento.&lt;br /&gt;comprende?&lt;br /&gt;si :-)&lt;br /&gt;ariba!&lt;br /&gt;-Jenny</content>
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    <title>5:42</title>
    <published>2006-02-14T10:49:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-14T10:49:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the smiths</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Valentines.&lt;br /&gt;Absurd.&lt;br /&gt;Worlds greatest treasury of health secrets.&lt;br /&gt;stomachache.&lt;br /&gt;marijuana.&lt;br /&gt;old.&lt;br /&gt;really fucking old man.&lt;br /&gt;ETID&lt;br /&gt;orange golf ball&lt;br /&gt;lamp&lt;br /&gt;highlighter&lt;br /&gt;87 year olds&lt;br /&gt;walkers and wheelchairs&lt;br /&gt;5:43&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y110/ynnepynnej/IMG_1064.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Missed them&lt;br /&gt;Birthday soon!&lt;br /&gt;start a countdown?&lt;br /&gt;alphabet&lt;br /&gt;95&lt;br /&gt;i need to read more&lt;br /&gt;i need a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;wear heart underwear today&lt;br /&gt;5:46&lt;br /&gt;distraction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y110/ynnepynnej/IMG_1123.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^we should all look so happy.&lt;br /&gt;snow.&lt;br /&gt;need boots.&lt;br /&gt;get paid tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;WOOWOOWOO&lt;br /&gt;alarm at 6.&lt;br /&gt;up early.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;dont know&lt;br /&gt;stomach.&lt;br /&gt;freezing.&lt;br /&gt;LATER</content>
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    <title>Animals!</title>
    <published>2006-02-11T20:53:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-11T20:53:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Placebo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It honestly feels so good&lt;br /&gt;to be happy again.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want this to go away.&lt;br /&gt;(although the stomach ache i have i could live without)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y110/ynnepynnej/corey.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y110/ynnepynnej/shane.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(im smiling pretty big right now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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