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  <title>&amp; this is me</title>
  <subtitle>&amp; I plead to hear something sweet</subtitle>
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    <name>Mia</name>
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  <updated>2006-07-08T04:34:06Z</updated>
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    <title>over a montth and this keyboard is shit</title>
    <published>2006-07-08T04:34:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-08T04:34:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the poounding keys of the keyboard</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ookay so its been over a month. to all the people who have been checking back for new posts soorry. and everyoone else you dont matter. So over the past month maria has stood up in a wedding, got drunk a few times, and graduated... Yeah baby i now am a  student at St.Joes highschool. uhmmmm graduation was sweettt.. and i know im so ready to leave... its sad yoou know. i never talk to Ariel anymore... and when she reads this she proobably wont even care. but I do care... so whatever... i guess we are a perfect example oof change...alot oof the days im afraid of it. but thhere isnt anything to be done.. summer of 06 has challenged me withh lots of hard tasks like having to wake up in the morning knowing that the only people from langlois who may calll my phone is Gladson or Nick. It sucks every langlois person who reeads this.... it sucks were not close but i still love you all.. and give me a ring. Other shit thats happened... Welll my parents both are rebelling against eachother and neihere oone of them will pay my fucking internet  bill. soooo that is the reasoning to not Live Journaling =( ookay movinggg on.... Jenna Phillips you rock... I guess because you havent gottten  sick of me and since summer vacation there has only been  1 day that we havent hung out. To  all you goons  who are greatly impressed by the world cup guess what. so am i.. and no only that i have won 5 dollars.. soon to be 5.01 because andrew and i bet a penny on the final game. Italy is going  to win the fucking cup. Soo the final teams Italy and France. WELL: FUCK YOU FRENCHFRIES the pastas are going to crushhhh youuu!OOH CASSIEEE ill be paying you a visit verrrrryy soon 22nd to be exacttt. Then on the 23rd its off to montreal wit Spencer... tot bad i dont get to spend more time with you cassiee... ah welll we will meet again bitchhh!. okay so  maria is dead tired and is going to kick Jenna off the other coomputer! PEACE. Ooh PS-&amp;gt; NICK I CANT WAIT FOOR  YOU TO O GET YOUR ASS HOME FROM VACATION</content>
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    <title>oohxmia @ 2006-06-04T12:03:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-04T16:12:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-04T16:12:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">soooo. ive abused this livejournal. I just dont have that feeling to update it. but this is basically whats happened. Friday I went to see the breakup with Jessica, Lucas, Ashlee, Joey, Moe and some other kid that I didnt catch the name of. so the movie sucked becuase I hated the ending. I strongly advise you not to see that movie. anywaysss we had lots of fun just hung out walked around andddd acted like fools Then there were these 3 handicapped people reading joke books. so ashlee and me walked up to them and asked them to read us one we didnt find it funny at all, but laughed for the sake of making them feel good. this is the joke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a worker got his pay cheque and was paid 200.00 over his normal pay, but never complained. The next week he was under paid by 200.00 so he went to his boss and addressed the issue. His boss just said how come you didnt tell me i over paid you the first time? the worker said becuase everyone makes mistakes. so then his boss said oh but you addressed when i under paid you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was the whole Joke. we laughed and then Ashlee goes. "I dont get it" so then the guy goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its because he got underpaid and complained, but when he got over paid never said a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlees like "OH AHAH THATS SO FUNNY" meanwhile shes laughing at the fact that the joke is stupid. not funny at all. So then we were sitting  in a booth and a security guad came up and said, "you have to leave if your not eating." Lucas goes well were eating cotton candy" then the security guard goes, "No you have to be eating something from this resturant, your movies done go home." Lucas goes "There are more people just sitting here. and were waiting for our movie to start." The security guard goes, "Would you like me to kick you out of the mall till the end of summer?" Lucas just gave her a look and then we went to watch the movie where we only paid for 3 tickets and snuck the rest of everyone in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then saturday my sister had prom so i went to go with her to get her makeup done and to get last minute jewlery and stufff like that.</content>
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    <title>its good to be back</title>
    <published>2006-05-23T23:29:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-23T23:29:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Beautiful Day - U2</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This is going to be a sum of everything that has happened in the past few weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my Grad Dress. and its so pretty. I love it. Its brown, Halter and is funnkkkyyy. So it fits me very well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a few ladies over and we sang kareoke at like 2 am. it was great. I think the artists would be sad to hear that. they would probably pull the songs off the radio. Megan, you rocked it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a Carnival and we went 2 times. Len decided that it would be fun to change the sign from Fresh Cold Cuts. to Fresh Cold Cunts. Yah it was classic. Also me and Ariel overcame the fear of the Zipper and rocked that too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my speech and I think i rocked that aswell. Hopfullyyy =gasp=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Track and Feild has started and im bringing my self to do it. Yet I HATE IT! ah well im a fighter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. next journal entry will be better. promisee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACCEEEEEEEEEE</content>
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    <title>and we return.</title>
    <published>2006-05-04T01:29:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-04T01:29:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>We Be Burning - Sean Paul</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Maria likes a boy! xD anddd Had a awsome time in Muskoka. Reasons why. Boy is super cool and Muskoka was filled with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Zip line which I dominated, A mudd puddle which i got thrown into, Many things to climb which Angie ariel and I Smoked like a joint. Our Cabin Leaders Amna, Samina and Stani were very cool they made the past 4 days rock. Besides the fact that we had to write journals for school It was amazing. We all recieved letters from our parents, siblings or anyone who wrote to you. I got a letter from my sister which made me almost cry. It made me learn that the only reason why I wanted to come home was to see her again. Just to be able to hug her and know that it was all good and that the life will continue to turn....</content>
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    <title>10 hours and 10 minutes</title>
    <published>2006-04-28T23:56:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-28T23:56:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Alanis Morissette - Hand in my Pocket</lj:music>
    <content type="html">In 10 hours and 10 minutes i will be going to muskoka woodsssss... YIPPYY - the period part. Other then that its going to be KICKASS MOTHER FUCKERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Ive decided that I miss not being close with alot of people that I used to be. Like there has to be something in them that made you notice there amazing. You see there little MSN thing pop up saying there online but you just cant bring yourself to talking to them becuase its been so long... its sorta sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyways how can your happiness make somone so mad. the one day you awake not feeling like nothing, you have had a day where you havent broken down crying and yet one person who really matters to you isnt happy with you being happy.... WELL FUCK IT! im happy and no one is bringing it down. today was a good day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FUCK THE WORLD WHO CANT ENJOY IT WITH ME~</content>
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    <title>Four Days.</title>
    <published>2006-04-25T23:05:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-25T23:05:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jimmy Eat World - May Angels Lead You In</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So today we had the science fair. It seems so pointless to have to do this stupid thing. We work for a month making everything look perfect. and for what? one day that we get to sit there and do loads of homeowork. Pointless. It was sorta cool to see everythones projects. Everyone seems to fall in one of 3 places. There are the: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who do there projects the night before and fail &lt;br /&gt;People who make a decent project and do well. &lt;br /&gt;anddd the People who make awsome projects that are going to do amazingly amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end who cares.... Well earlier Gladson came over it was sorta fun. We just sat in my room and talked because it was to cold to go for a walk. and so being bored seemed like a good idea. We basically just talked about a whole bunch of shit that doesnt matter. I guess it was one of thoes feelings like &lt;sup&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="4"&gt;Wow&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;.... do you care about real stuff? People always say that me and him should date. but then at the same time hes so different from me. I care about life. I care about whats going on. I care about having somone i can talk to when im pissed off. and I care about having someone that will make my life easier just by being there. It seems worth so much more then just having fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i also learned that some people just dont know when to keep there mouth shut. +cough+ angie +cough+ I mean I know your going to read this and laugh. But honestly dont tell teachers that i puked becuse i felt sick, or that i stand on corners. there are some things that teahers dont need to know and thats one of them. ORRRR kayla making my friend Andrew seem like a fuck head and make it seem like i hang out with a screwed up group of people. ORRR also when Kayla say, "Mrs. Prantera is letting them bring a whole bunch of junk food to Muskoka!" Like JEEZZZZ thats another thing that teacher arent meant to know. You know what Megan. I love the way we think the same things about Guys showering together and stuff. and how i just say them. Ive decided that there not going to do anything anyways. =D Great minds think alike my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I always feel bad becuase my friend Andrew always comes to see me at school and I can't ever hang out with him becuase he just shows up and im always going somewhere. its so much harder yah know. Oh well one day we will hang out and it will be fun. You know thats another thing i hate. WHen people find it such a big deal becuase I hang out with people from other schools and different ages. like I didnt know that I had to hang out with people that are my age, and go to my school. Its like if they don't know them then there not any good which is total BULLSHITTTT becuase I have pretty good judgement. I think thats worth something.... rightttt! xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSKOKA = 4 DaYsSsS</content>
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    <title>Strawberries!</title>
    <published>2006-04-25T00:11:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-25T00:11:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Unwritten - Natasha Bedingfeild</lj:music>
    <content type="html">mmmmm... strawberries. love them, and now everytime i open my Live journal i get to see them. Anyways Megan is offically a goddess she basically helped me un-fuck my Live journal account! +clappssss+ anywayss. Today has been filled with alot of shit that will end up mattering. So andrew is like my help buddy. hes very good in problems. and I help him alot. so  guess it works out in every way..... Hes sorta cool to talk to about all this because hes not perfect. He trys to be a badass. but in the end hes a good guy. You know how everyone wants to be a superhero? Im not sure that Id wanna be one. I mean being able to do whatever the fuck you wanted would be life changing. But every superhero has a down side. ALso having to take on the responsibilty of saving the world would be really hard too. Just knowing all the ways you could screw it up.... just seems so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nextt.... All the fucking homework we havee YIKESSSSS to much. my head cant intake all this shit. to much math. to much spelling. to much language. and to much fucking science becuase there is a test thursday! YuCkKkKkK..... Ms. Lucier. GO TO HELL! Ill buy your ticket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN THE HIGHLIGH! MUSKOKA IN 5 DAYS BITCHES!</content>
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    <title>take what you get, because thats the end of it.</title>
    <published>2006-04-22T20:07:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-22T20:07:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Building a Mystery</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So i clearly havent unpdated for some time. Im not to sure why. I kept meaning too. I guess i just never did. You know some days you awake and question everything. Why people steal, why they cheat, why people lie, why people throw up everything they eat. or just dont eat at all. Some mornings you just awake and don't accept who -you- are. I guess thats what this entry is about. Acceptance. The past few weeks of my life have been based around the cold hard truth about acceptance. My parents have basically been doing there own thing seeing, hanging out with so on and so forth with whoever they feel. It just appears that they don't care. Not just about what Joann and I are feeling, but about anything in the world. As long as there living in the moment the future will be just peachy. The only thing is mine isnt going that way. everything is getting fucked up. They want me to accept there decisions when I wont ever. They tell me im disrespectful, and I don't feel that way. I believe that you get what you dish out. Life works 2 ways. Allowing it to pass by and get taken with the wind or pick your weapon and begin to fight for your beliefs and self. Will others -accept- what your doing? maybe not.... but if they mean enough to you the decisions will be agreed upon with a end result of happiness for everything.... sadly thats not how my family works. its every man for yourself have fun, its life. You were a baby yesterday, your a teen today. and a elder tomorrow. Anyways. This is how marias life has been going down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria needs...&lt;br /&gt;Glasses&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;TO go back to get her brides maid dress.&lt;br /&gt;and To have fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how may you be?</content>
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    <title>another tear.</title>
    <published>2006-04-06T23:33:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-06T23:33:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ashlee Simpson - Kicking and Screaming</lj:music>
    <content type="html">this is going to be the fast track of 2 days... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Day One!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT THE FUCK IS ON MY BAG." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;goes home="home" cleans="cleans" bag="bag"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Day 2)&lt;br /&gt;Warda- "Mia sandy spit pop all over your bag, and called you a slut"&lt;br /&gt;Me- "was is intentionaly?"&lt;br /&gt;Warda- "Yah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;recess bell="Bell" rings="Rings"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I walk up to Sandy and say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me- "So was it on accident. you know the pop just spilt and the words just slipped out of your mouth"&lt;br /&gt;Sany - Silent yet smirks&lt;br /&gt;Me- "Yah funny everytime somone says something about you i stick up for you. and then you start talking shit about me. Wow. you have some nerve."&lt;br /&gt;Sandy- Still silent and smirking&lt;br /&gt;Me- "Funny you dont have anything to say."&lt;br /&gt;Gladson, Lawrence, Mike, Dylan - "Punch her"&lt;br /&gt;Me- "Im not going to touch her."&lt;br /&gt;Sandy- all worried walks away and then gets dragged inside by a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;recess bell="bell" rings="rings" to="to" go="go" back="back" inside="inside"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(First thing Mrs Chimentti walks into class and gets me and brings me to a closed room where sandy is sitting ther crying.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Chimentti - "Sandy has something to say to you."&lt;br /&gt;Sandy - "Sorry for spitting pop out on your bag, and calling you a slut and stuff with Warda, Ordia, and Meghan"&lt;br /&gt;Me - "i dont care you didnt have any reason for saying anything about me becuase i always stand up for you, i could have listened to everyone and punched you... but i didnt. so evn after all this i still was looking out for you. &lt;br /&gt;Mrs Chimentti - "Do you want me to bring all the girls is so that we dont have to do this again tomorrow?"&lt;br /&gt;Me - "yah but can ariel come too?"&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Chimentti - "Yah ill go get them" (and she leaves)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;longg pause="PAUSE" of="OF" silence="SILENCE" between="BETWEEN" sandy="SANDY" and="AND" me="ME"&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel, Warda, Ordia and Meghan walk into the room and grab chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs.Chimentti - "So maria you can start.&lt;br /&gt;Me - yah i dunno where you all are getting off saying all this stuff about me. You guys dont even know who I am. you Dont even know the half of me I have alot of problems right now, I don't need you guys adding on to it. I dont really care I just want a explination"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warda- "Well sometimes I feel so bad because you ignor me." &lt;br /&gt;Me-"No i dont. are you kidding?"&lt;br /&gt;Warda- "Welll no im just jealous of you."&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Chimentti -  "Okay Meghan what do you wanna say?"&lt;br /&gt;Meghan - (shaking like crazy) "Well i just wanna say that im raelly sorry maria."&lt;br /&gt;Me - "thats still not a explination"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((THEN WE WENT THROUGH EVERYONE ELSE AND DIDNT GET ANYWHERE , SO THEY ALL LEFT AND IT WAS JUST MRS CHIMENTTI AND ME))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Chimentti - "Maria i know its really hard, I went through the same thing when I was your age. My mom had to call the school and tell them that my dad was never allowed to pick me up becuase he wanted to take us and run. and now my mom is going through another divorce."&lt;br /&gt;Me - "Ouch that is really hard, but its just im stronger then this. and i dont want pity, or sympathy. i just want it all to end."&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Chimentti - "I know it sucks, but you are tough and you will make it through and if you need to talk come see me." ((Then she gave me a big hug.))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((Sooooo i leave to go to my badminton tournamnet where i kicked ass and found out that for the univercity im with ariel. oh bitch please xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I get home thinking that things are going to be a little better but they just got worse, my grandma sent my mom a letter saying that shes a coward and she doesnt care about her and that my grandma only has one daughter named barb. which is the daughter she lives with right now. then she started to say how we dont even care about her and we should just stop contact at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thennnn Joann and I got in a huge argumen with my mom over my family shit. it basically was. "Mom you are so different since grandpa died." "Well girls im having fun now, and to bad if you dont like my friends." "We like your friends, we just dont like mike hes a fag." "Girls! no hes not." "YES HE IS" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((THIS WENT ON FOR ABOUT 15 MINUTES AND THEN MY MOM LEFT FOR A LONG TIME))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that brings me to here. the worst day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^%&amp;*(#__ Maria is out.</content>
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    <title>take my heart by the hand.</title>
    <published>2006-04-04T22:16:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-04T22:17:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tyler Hilton - Glad</lj:music>
    <content type="html">You think that your mom would stand up for you, and after 7 months of missery you would just begin to get better, but I havent. I hate every moment I have to breathe. Even when im having a good day I end up going to bed sad, and feeling sad for my sister, myself and scared for my family or whats left of it. At times I want to accept the fac that my parents wont ever be back together and I was starting until I sw Dr.Phil today and it was about people who are going through seperations and want to try to fix things. It made me so sad becuase they are in the -EXACT- same position as me. and i mean exact to a fine T. They are just like me/us. It made me sad becuase they have hope yet there isnt any thing for me. Joann and I are just struggling so bad. I love my sister more then words can tell. I just wish I could eliminate all her pain, and let me handle it. I guess what also pisses me off is how my mom thinks shes 16. she tans, goes out all the time, and doesnt give a shit about anything. As long as mommy dearest is happy it doesnt matter if the world has stopped. Addictions, Habbits, Problems mean nothing. A problem last as long as it takes you to forgive it. A family is meant to last /forever/. and so maybe im dumb for thinking that, but at the end of the day my parents arent the ones who have to live in Joann and my shoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways as most of you know mrs chimentti is a -bitchhh- she was so mad over a fucking pencil. well im about to jab that up her ass, anyways im to lazy to give details, but shes a dummie.</content>
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    <title>__TO lazy to read this entry over. so spelling + grammer may have been left behind.</title>
    <published>2006-04-02T04:19:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-02T04:19:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>---&gt;nothing at alllllllll&lt;---</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ive decided since i havent updated in a little ill do it now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing greatttt has happened really. but today was pretty jazzy. Yesterday nick, jon ariel ashley angie kayla merna, megan and moi went to the movies. since there was so many of us we had to take 2 cars. well nick,merna kayla, jon and I decided we were going to take a trip o starbucks. So kayla and me being the cool idiots that we are darted through the mall. needless to say we lost them all. Thank god for cell phones other wise we would all be lost.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. so anywayssss we went to see ice-age 2 where i got dared to drink a slush up my nose. and once again me being the cool idiot that i am, i did it. Yes it burned. Me,ariel and nick then decided we wanted to blast my Ipod so everyone could hear it. Sean Paul you are a -goddessssss-. anyhowwww later megan came back to my house and we had fun. END OF STORY. then her dad invited me to sleep at megs. so that was the plan. It was fun. This morning i came home at like 1:00 and got ready to go to nicks hockey game. He won. YIPPY! and Ariel, Maria (Nicks Moms friend) and I started singing "We are the champions. God. we are soooooooooooooooooooo coool. just stop i know you are all jealous. Nicks team then decided he has a cheering squad. Later his whole team + ariel and me went to Purples. Nicks grandmas bar. It was fun.... good food xD. met this kid AJ. he thinks hes a bad asss. and was craving beer like a girl craves chocolate on her period. Then came the last stop of the night. ariel, nick me and maddy (NIcks little sister) Went to Jerry and Marias for the hell of things. Ive never seen a guy who could make fun of so many people in 5 minutes. it was pretty exciting. We all played twister where are flexibily skills came into play. For some reason nicks grandma thinks me and nick are getting married and im going to be her god-daughter. and since none of them knew my last name I was called, "maria pepperoni" Very orignal. Eventaullyyyyyy they got to the point of learning im a ARPINO! not pepperoni. 2 ery different things. Needless to say im having a hard time staying awake so i am sssssssooooooooooo out peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO lazy to read this entry over. so spelling and grammer may have been left behind.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:oohxmia:12098</id>
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    <title>b-o-r-i-n-g</title>
    <published>2006-03-23T02:56:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-23T02:56:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Death Cab For Cutie - Title and Registration</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My life has been boring. Same old stuff has been happening to me. So there really isnt any point in updating my LJ. But this is what I did today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00-&amp;gt; went tanning&lt;br /&gt;8:00 -&amp;gt; went to school for badminton &lt;br /&gt;8:45 -&amp;gt; began the long ass day of school&lt;br /&gt;3:15 -&amp;gt; Came home from school&lt;br /&gt;4:30 -&amp;gt; Found out people were comming to view my house&lt;br /&gt;5:00 -&amp;gt; Went to ariels so I didnt have to be here when the stupid peple came to raid my home (YES ITS MINE&amp;gt; SO GET THE FUCK OUT OF IT)&lt;br /&gt;9:40ish -&amp;gt; Came home from ariels&lt;br /&gt;9:52-&amp;gt; Wrote this Entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO = If anyone has any good bridal shower games comment and lemme hear them</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:oohxmia:11841</id>
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    <title>oohxmia @ 2006-03-19T11:30:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-19T17:04:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-19T17:04:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Life House - You and Me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Its 11:30 and I already seemed to get alot done. I went to wal-mart, tanning, the gas station and showered in a matter of a 100 minutes =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we went to exchange my ipod becuase it was fucked up. the guy there thought i did it. im thinking your fat. get over it. your store sold me a fucked up ipod. Then when i got home i felt bad. my dad wanted to hang out or something, but it was late. all i wanted to do was go to bed. Sometimes I feel really bad. I wanna make him happy. but just becuase my parents are seperated doesnt make it right for my life to take such a drastic change. I have friends that I enjoy hanging out with. It makes me really sad seeing his smile droupe when I leave to go back to my house. I want him to be happy, I want everyone to be happy. but its hard. I belive being the youngest makes it easeir. my sister has had to deal with so much shit and still take care of me. Oh well. HAPPY THOUGHTS MARIA... HAPPY THOUGHTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay well nick is back from VACATION. that seemed like a long time. me and him are "chillin." Its pretty hardcore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace yalll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S ---&amp;gt; to the lovely ariel and megan/noelle/elle which ever your preference... Cheer up! It will happen eventually..... promise!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:oohxmia:11596</id>
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    <title>AMAZING!</title>
    <published>2006-03-16T00:52:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-16T00:52:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Blink 182 - Adams Song</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The last 4 days were amazing. I went to Toronto with Ariel, Joann and my Dad. ANDDDD i had my birthday. Which was sad in a sence that my parents arent together, its fresh. and I cried. BUTTT i got a Ipod Nano. So anyways in Toronto We stayed in a house fit for a princess. Maybe thats why i was staying there "te-he" anyyywaayyyssss. The main reason why i was so ready to go was Cassie. She is a very important girl that one. Talking to somone for over 4 years just makes you crave being in eachothers homes. Going to Toronto really made me think. "I dont care how far we have to drive. I want to see this girl." and thats what we did. We took many pictures that basically proved we had a blast. I thought leaving would suck, but it didn't. I was upset knowing that I won't see her till August when I go to visit again, but MSN has done us just fine for the past 5 years. And it will continue to do so. Anyways I could go on about what we did, but the bottom line is. Were buddies, and now we will hang out when the oppertunity arises. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days i stayed in toronto 3 shopping malls came about. It made me jealous that they rock and ours suck! I bought a cowboy hat, t-shirt from hollister, tank top from hollister, pants and a sweater from Urban something or other and a pair of kickass sunglasses from H&amp;M. I road a subway which was a first. I went into a store on the strip that looked like Michael Jackson had entered and some gothic store that we didnt fit into. xD On the way home which should have taken us 4 and a half hours only would have taken 3. Simply becuase my dad was going 140 on a 100 MPH highway. We were flyyyyinggg when a stupid cop pulled us over and was ready to write us up for a $300.00 ticket. BUTTT we got out of it. Then being the people that we are. We wait for the sun-of-a-bitch polive officer to leave and we start speeding again. We made good time needless to say =]  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems to be a insperational part of every LJ entry I type. and Its comming up now. I learned that I wake up with a hard life. But ill deal. My mom needs to open her eyes though. Im not happy, and I don't think my sister is either. She needs to start learning that there is more to life then money. I should be a standered to everyone of her decisions. Yet Joann and me are only people to her. Joann and I have stuck around because of her. Yet she still sees mike. Even though it tears us apart. And when I say us I mean Joann Me and my /Dad./ He tried to patch things with my Mom, yet she doesn't want anything to do with him. Which I think is bullshit. This is what she wanted yet shes getting progressivly worse. Everything is caving in. Including her bank account. Shopping used to be a habbit that didn't matter. I used to have "The All American Dream." Yet now im left with life. Ive been forced to enter adulthood early, and I hate every moment. To know that my dad has tried and my mom shut him out hurts me more then any pain I have ever been shot with. Befor I used to dream for my parents to get back together. I thought Joann and I stood alone with that dream. Knowing that we wouldn't ever wake up from that dream with it as a reality. I know now that we share it with one other person. My Dad. I cry over it as Im doing so right now. Days will pass, the hands on the clock will turn. Everything will continue to change, but one thing will stay the same. The dreams you had that you are not capable to awake from. Whoever said everything will turn out for the best was full of shit. Dreams scatter pieces to puzzles, where the only thing that will put them together is a full family.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:oohxmia:11504</id>
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    <title>birthday girl</title>
    <published>2006-03-12T19:45:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-12T19:45:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jimmy Eat World - May Angels Lead You In</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today is my birthday. and I feel like shit. Yesterdays party left me a little out of it. I managed to fall over, think im a bird, spit on my sisters car and so on. Wow. what a night. anyways today is boring. Its my birthday and I haven't done anything. This is basically fucking stupid. You would think somone would have asked me to hang out since it is my birthday but nope. Im still sitting at home.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:oohxmia:11242</id>
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    <title>how it all went down</title>
    <published>2006-03-11T22:21:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-11T23:22:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Evanesance - Everybodys Fool</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yesterday I got my bellybutton pierced... needless to say. I didn't even shed a tear. I thought it would kill, but it felt like a shot. Ah well. It looks pretty sweet. The jewlery is pink. Its pretty cool. Ah lord. The guy gave me a sheet on how to take care of it. and it clearly states that Im not allowed to have rough sexual activites with anyone for 6 months. It made me giggle. Also they make you sing a paper saying you wont get in touch with the police and shit if your piercing gets infected. blah blah blah. Then you have to answer questions which consisted of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have HIV&lt;br /&gt;Are you drunk&lt;br /&gt;Are you Allergic to anything and if so state which&lt;br /&gt;Are you Pregnant. &lt;br /&gt;Are you Anerexic&lt;br /&gt;so on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;needless to say I answered No to every one. Then all it took was a signature and BAM! the needle was through my bellybutton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY TOMORROW</content>
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    <title>1,2,3. go!</title>
    <published>2006-03-10T21:19:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-10T21:19:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Our Lady Peace - Clumsy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Scared Shitlesss.... in getting my bellybutton pierced and im about to puke thinking about how bad its going to hurt. Also some stupid lady is comming to talk to me about my family shit. that sucks too.....and then my birthday is in 2 days. Ill Update more once I get home from Need A New Hole.  "If I don't chicken out that is"</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:oohxmia:10678</id>
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    <title>And now its just a routine.</title>
    <published>2006-03-07T21:56:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-07T21:56:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ashlee Simpson - LaLa</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I woke up today with my vision non-existant. My eyes are so puffy from crying that I can't see. You know. I understand everything gets worse before it gets better. But I thought a few months ago was the worst, but it just keeps getting more horrid. I have been in screaming arguments with my mom for the past 3 days. It just hurts so much becuase I don't even have anyone to tell how im feeling to. One day things will look up, but Im sure it wont be soon. My birthday is in 5 days. and im spending it with my sister. I REFUSE to spend it with my mom and dad. So its going to be Joann and me. Even when the loudest scream ends no one notices that there was a true voice waiting to be unwrapped.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:oohxmia:10267</id>
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    <title>Cosmic Bowling</title>
    <published>2006-03-04T15:43:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-04T15:43:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fuel - In My Hands</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yesterday Ariel Kayla Nick Lawrence Gladson Mike Jon and Me went cosmic bowling. It was really fun. Me and Mike were trying to beat eachother. He won the first Game I won the second. Then we started going Nuts. Mike stood on the lane and i stood backwards and whipped the ball underneath our legs. xD were to cool. Then Nick slammed Ariels arm and she just about died... Or at least it sounded that way. Gladson and MIke were trying to bowl underneath eachothers legs.... only it failed realllllyyyyy badly. Gladson threw the ball really hard and it smacked Mike in the leg. He fell over and couldn't walk. Then Lawrence and Nick mastered bowling without using finger holes. They were getting strikes left and right..... Mike then fucked up his finger so i kissed it better. Then I went to bowl and kayla threw a ball down my lane while mine was going down. Only she missed my lane and threw it in the lane next to us. Stupid Little Girl! Needless to say everyone in that bowling alley hates us now. So the security guard came over and started to talk to us telling us we had to be good. blah blah blah. It basically went in one ear and out the other.... Then some fat chick, goth wannabe started bitching at us. So Lawrence goes uhmmm what the fuck are you talking about? She looked like she was about to kill us which wasn't good since she was like 22. Overall it was kickass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday = 9 days!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Why I Got up at 9:30 is still beyond me...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:oohxmia:10045</id>
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    <title>Windsor Spitfires!</title>
    <published>2006-03-03T04:08:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-03T04:08:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ashlee Simpson - LaLa</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I learned that Hooter Girls are just about perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Ariel is a Hockey Nut&lt;br /&gt;My cousin died. &lt;br /&gt;I know nothing about Hockey.... AT ALL&lt;br /&gt;anddddd the Spitfires need a little help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLLLAAAA!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:oohxmia:9774</id>
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    <title>OTH!</title>
    <published>2006-03-02T04:14:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-02T04:14:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nothing. Joann is on my Laptop</lj:music>
    <content type="html">okay today started out shitty... one tree hill wasn't on. That basically fucked everything off the bat. Then i go to school and do nothing... although Markus is the funniest little guy :) I love him with all my heart xD. "I can see clearly now the rain is gonneeee!" but yah then i got home and got yelled at again from my mom... Anyone want to tellme what else is new? I guess shes claled childrens aid. blah blah blah. Long story short... Fuck you =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thennnn!!! HOLY ARIEL BATMANN! came in and saved the day. We had a kickass time... Guys screaming at us to hepl them at 7:00 and then when we walk the other way they yell "FUCKERSSSSS"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia is like gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday = 12 days! (Kick Ass)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:oohxmia:9716</id>
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    <title>Happy Birthday Cassie!</title>
    <published>2006-02-28T23:32:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-28T23:32:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Oasis - Champaign Supernova</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Before you read here is a few things the world needs to know about our class. I think everyone will agree =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Keep your head low we whip scissors.&lt;br /&gt;- We do more talking then work.&lt;br /&gt;- Jam pens in the roof for the fun of things, so when they fall they hit someone.&lt;br /&gt;- Complain when work is to much and they cut it down. &lt;br /&gt;- teachers cry after having us&lt;br /&gt;- We don't remember subs names becuase we go through them so quickly and becuase were causing problems while they tell us! =D&lt;br /&gt;- and do we care...  HELL NO! life is a highway. and were riding it all night long xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay how many minutes does it take for a teacher to learn. You are the newest player to the game. and your going to lose. xD... apparently more then 10 becuase thats how many teachers we have sent home pissed and upset and afraid to enter our classroom. =D lets just say out supply teacher list is reallyyyy getting short. There getting paid to sit there and do nothing. So just pretend to. We throw scissors becuase its fun. GUYS! we've upgraded from the erasers. They told us were not allowed to throw erasers at the teacher and other students, but they never said anything about scissors. They also said that were not allowed to throw pens at eachother. They never said that were not allowed to whip them at the ceiling so they get stuck. Our class is the type who plays football across the classroom and since its the whole class you cant do anything about it. Its amazing how they go BOO! and expect us to scream. Were like a army. All for one and one for all. If it wasn't a team battle we would be screwed. But Between the girls mouths to make everything easier and the guys plans for fun it just works. So blah blah blah. Mr Licata comes in basically tells us were screwed for life. anyone steps out of line SUSPENTION!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;Mr licata greets us with a nice goodmorning. It was "I over reacted, Im going to hard on you. So im just going to kick a few people out." Which sucked. Id rather have had the suspention bit. He kicked out all the guys that we hang out with and make the day intresting. Stupid little expired fuck head. Then he day is so quiet which is is equal to being BORINGGGG!! the guys step in again we all start causing problems. WE start clapping and cheerig and the teacher just about cries. Then I find out that she left the day before crying becuase we were so nuts. Haha that just about made me piss myself laughing. Since lent starts tomorrow we all had to write down something we were going to give up. and Gladson being the smart genious that he is writes. "Im going to give up mikes mom." then a teacher sees it and gives him a suspention... what a fuckhead xD Gladson I love you! ahaha. I really think before a student teacher can become a full fledge teacher they should have to come teach us and see if they can handle it. Im going to guess and say not a chance! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a pretty good start to things looking up!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>just another day.</title>
    <published>2006-02-28T01:19:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-28T01:19:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Supergrass - Pumping On Your Sterio</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So today was a change from yesterday. I guess yesterday sucked more then anything. It was a day of clarity. Even underneath all the screaming and tears you still learn something. You know now that everything that you thought was there really wasnt at all. And what you saw happy really was a haux. You learn that even through all the rude and hurtful things you could say you still don't feel as shallow as you could. I learned that Id be better off alone, or with my sister. Living here is hell. You wake up mad and fall asleep to all the fears that really are your life. I just want things to start looking up, because right now nothing could be worse.... I don't think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deaths seem happen in 3. This is the most recent list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt; My cousin that i haven't spoken a word to.&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt; My moms friend who i also havent spoken a word to.&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt; Ms. Luciers grandpa who i never even knew walked the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Days ago I slept at Megans. It was neat since we haven't done that in awhile. It sorta felt refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also...2 days ago. Nick, Ariel and me made a dog house. I left the sawing and nailing to Nick and Ariel. I really don't have the slightest idea of how to hold either one of the 2. Not to mention i dont think they trust me. So I made the sign. It looks pretty sweet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter Olympics are over..... Tragic. See you back in 2010. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... And tomorrow is a new start.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:oohxmia:8904</id>
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    <title>what a take off</title>
    <published>2006-02-22T23:10:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-22T23:10:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Breakway- Kelly Clarkson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Bogdan = making me nuts in so many ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why. but hes so sweet. and its just hard on the head.</content>
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    <title>day in fast motion.</title>
    <published>2006-02-20T03:25:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-20T03:25:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Punding of the Keys</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today sucked. Like badly. One day you just think your going to wake up and its going to be different, but its not. Its still the same cards you have been trying to play with. You just seem to find yourself in deeper. There just isnt anything to do. Your lungs could be burning from the depth of your voice and still not a single head is turned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt; My parents started yelling at eachother -again.-&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt; I step in&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt; Parents yell at me&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt; I start crying.. but do they care... No?&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt; Tell them i hate them and im leaving&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt; Go online and talk to Ariel&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt; Listen to them scream&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt; Get fed up. go back upstairs and start yelling at them, and let them no. im goneee.&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt; Go over to Ariel's. And be welcomed with everyone glad to see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... So now can you hear my voice?</content>
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