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  <updated>2009-03-21T16:46:18Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:letitsaygoodbye:10961</id>
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    <title>In honor of Twilight coming out today...</title>
    <published>2009-03-21T16:46:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-21T16:46:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ADTR</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;10 Ways To Annoy Emmett Cullen.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.&lt;/b&gt; Tell him he looks like a creepy-stalker-rapist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.&lt;/b&gt; Inform him, as politely as you can, that he has grizzly in his teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.&lt;/b&gt; Ask who wears the pants in his relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.&lt;/b&gt; Try to stab him through the heart with a stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.&lt;/b&gt; Tell him brawn is out, scrawn is in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.&lt;/b&gt; Inquires as to how he feels to be the least-liked Cullen male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&lt;/b&gt; When he's around, wonder aloud what Rosalie calls him in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt; Ask him if he's overcompensating for something with that Jeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt; Ask him if he's overcompensating for something with those muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And the number one way to annoy Emmett Cullen?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; When he denies the above two claims, respond with, "That's not what Rosalie saaaaid!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was too good not to post, I say.</content>
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    <title>I Like the Smell of the Air Outside My House.</title>
    <published>2009-02-26T23:22:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-26T23:22:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Only Ashes- Something Corporate</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It smells like the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me think of the East coast. My original home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I learned to walk.&lt;br /&gt;Where I learned to speak.&lt;br /&gt;Where I made my first friend.&lt;br /&gt;Where I got my first pet.&lt;br /&gt;Where I learned that not every family is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Where I figured out that most are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not alone.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:letitsaygoodbye:10387</id>
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    <title>DO YOU NOT FUCKING UNDERSTAND</title>
    <published>2009-02-16T05:14:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-16T05:14:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>innerpartysystem- Don't Stop</lj:music>
    <content type="html">THAT EDWARD CULLEN IS A &lt;b&gt;&lt;big&gt;FICTIONAL CHARACTER?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does not exist outside the Twilight Saga! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that you love the character in the book and you think he's totally awesome, but you can't be in love with someone from a book. It's not right at all. Especially you little girls who go around saying you're "Mrs. Cullen". How the hell are you going to marry someone that lives inside the pages of a book? Jump inside it? Even if you could do that, there's still the problem that he's kind of married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people put on their MySpace's that they love Edward and they're going to marry him, I want to scream and punch them in the face. I'm an angry person sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only person you could be in love with is Robert Pattinson, and he's a completely different person from Edward, anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for you that claim to love him: I'm sorry, but he's not real, and he will never return the feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the book says, &lt;b&gt;He's just not that into you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, he can't come out of the book. That's not possible. At all.</content>
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    <title>So, today;</title>
    <published>2009-02-12T01:14:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-12T01:21:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Now I'm Awake- Parade the Day</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I learned some things about people. Some I already knew, and some I had no idea about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really made me think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What would life be like without some of these people?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that even though I'm not close with many of the people in my school, I would feel so terrible if something happened to any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I've had my problems with some of the girls, and I know they have their problems with me, but there is &lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt; kind of bond there. Maybe it's because I've known a lot of them since I moved to Poulsbo, or maybe it's because we've had/have classes together. Either way, I really would be effected if one of them died, or anything bad happened to them, no matter what I have said in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say I'm sorry to anyone whom I have hurt. Most likely, you didn't deserve it. But there are a select few who did, and just because I've realized this doesn't mean I have forgotten about those things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things are unforgivable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everyone needs to know that they are never alone, even when it feels like you are. Take the time to get to know the people around you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they can help you with what you're dealing with.</content>
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    <title>50 Things About Me.</title>
    <published>2009-02-03T02:45:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-10T23:00:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Envy On The Coast</lj:music>
    <content type="html">For some people who don't know me that well, here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I was born in New York city, and lived there for the first 7 years of me life. I used to frequently visit, but I no longer wish to see those people as much as I used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I currently reside in Washington, in a town about 45 minutes outside of Seattle. Yeah, that place that rains a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am a musician. I play the guitar and I sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I like taking pictures. But I'm not really a photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My parents were never married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have trust issues. If you have my trust, you should feel lucky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. My trust is easier to break than to gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I have mild OCD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I also have A.D.D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The future frightens me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I have terrible road rage. And I don't even have a license yet. I truly am a nightmare to drive with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Summer is my favorite season, and winter comes in second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I say "that's what she said" at the most awkward times. Even if they don't make sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I am &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bi-curious"&gt;bi curious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. My favorite word is intimate. And I don't mean to be sexual, I just enjoy that word for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I'm in my school's Leadership class. I only took it because my science teacher last year sort of forced me to sign up, but I like it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. My top six favorite bands are Bayside, Circa Survive, All Time Low, Mayday Parade, Every Avenue, and the Devil Wears Prada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Gossip Girl is my favorite show. I own the entire first season and I tend to watch it over the weekend when I'm up at 2 in the morning and nothing good is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I sent Heather a picture of Zac Efron holding his dick one time, and ever since, I tend to yell out "Zac Efron" during an awkward pause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I don't like putting a lot of makeup on for school, so I tend not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I have a Sidekick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I don't buy my brother or my mom presents. I make them CD's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I love American Apparel sweatshirts. And flannel. Love, love, love flannel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I watch scary movies even though I hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Twilight is my favorite book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. I tell people bedtime stories that I make up in my head when I'm half asleep. They don't ever make any sense, but people still enjoy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. I'm a writer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. I tend to proofread people's papers for them. I'm kind of a grammar freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Commas and semicolons are my favorite punctuation marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. My right hand is my favorite hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. I turn purple when I'm cold. Seriously. Ask anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. I tend to jump to a decision too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. I have a super cute boyfriend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. I take photos with my Nikon D60.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Alex Gaskarth is my inspiration, and he's really my only hero. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. I'm Welsh, English, German, and Irish. 100% white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Indie rock is my favorite kind of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. I rarely text in any other class except math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. I have a three legged dog. She's adorable, might I add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. I like baking and cooking. Even though I need help with the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. My hair is naturally blonde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Yellow is my favorite color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. I've known the majority of my friends since elementary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. I hate when people talk to me only to ask for something. Like what the answer to problem 5 is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. I live in a town full of hypocrites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. I like having my lower back touched. It's so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. I'm not as much of a bitch as everyone thinks or says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. My tonsils are the biggest things you'll ever see in someone's mouth that isn't a penis. If you ask me to show them to you, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Polaroid's are my favorite thing. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. I like meeting new people.</content>
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    <title>To clear some things up...</title>
    <published>2009-01-29T02:24:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-29T02:24:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Blink 182</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm constantly asked about my religion, and I would like to set it straight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have no designated religion.&lt;/b&gt; I do not practice a certain religion, although most of my family does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. My brother is a confirmed Catholic, and some of the members of my family are confirmed Jews. I myself have not practiced any religion since I was about 6 or 7. My mother is not confirmed in any religion, either. My father is a Christian. The members of my biological family who are confirmed are Jewish, thus making my family Jewish, even though I myself have not practiced Judaism for several years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it up simply: &lt;b&gt;I'm a big mess.&lt;/b&gt; My beliefs are weird and I view the world in a strange way and I don't really involve religion in it very often. I don't call myself Jewish or Christian, I say my &lt;i&gt;family&lt;/i&gt; is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this cleared some things up, and didn't confuse you terribly like it does to my friends.</content>
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    <title>I...</title>
    <published>2008-11-26T19:06:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-26T19:06:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Devil Wears Prada- Dogs Can Grow Beards All Over</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Do not like being sick. Not one little bit!&lt;br /&gt;I mean, sureee, I get to stay home and all, but it's really boring.&lt;br /&gt;All I do is sit around, read Breaking Dawn, surf the net and watch TV.&lt;br /&gt;Ughh, I need some variety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; gonna go see Twilight again with Sierra later, but my mom was all "noooooooooo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousins are coming over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not excited.&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalala, whatever.</content>
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    <title>Well,</title>
    <published>2008-11-20T02:09:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-20T02:09:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>This Providence- Sand In Your Shoes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm single again. Just so you know. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss summer. lmao, it's November, and I just realized that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember driving in the car with my friends at 11 at night, singing loud, and dancing to 3OH!3 and Usher the best we could while staying in our seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember going to the beach down by my house for hours with all of my best friends, and playing in the mud. Then we (well, I) would flash people in boats. And when I sat in a hole in the mud and when I stood up it looked like I shit my pants. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember Warped Tour with 2 of my amazing friends. There were so many memories made that day, it's insane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember being in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember falling out of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all, I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always carry those memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would like to thank everyone who helped make those memories. Even him.&lt;br /&gt;This was a bit overdue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for giving me the best summer of my life.</content>
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    <title>someone pls</title>
    <published>2008-11-13T18:43:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-13T18:43:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Goot</lj:music>
    <content type="html">buy me David Blaise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU COULD BUY HIM AT WAL-MART!&lt;br /&gt;idk, I'm home sick so I'm just saying random shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost done with Twilight. I started it 2 days ago :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmmm.</content>
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    <title>so...</title>
    <published>2008-10-13T23:36:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-13T23:36:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>fall out boy (omg, rly?)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I get to spend a week with Heather starting tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;whoooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;i need a boyfriend. who will hug me tight. and kiss my cheek. and call me just to say he loves me. and hold me in his arms. and won't turn out to be a douche.&lt;br /&gt;if you can fill that, talk to me.</content>
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    <title>:D!</title>
    <published>2008-09-14T22:57:17Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-29T02:09:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Hush Sound</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Me: Check out that guy sitting on that Prius.&lt;br /&gt;Asya: WTF is he doing?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, he's with his mommy.&lt;br /&gt;*5 minutes pass*&lt;br /&gt;Me: HEY LOOK, PRIUS BOY AND HIS MOM ARE BACK!&lt;br /&gt;Asya: She's probably like "Go ask that girl out!" and he's prolly like "why mom, why?" and she's all "BECAUSE YOU MIGHT MARRY HER AND GIVE ME BEAUTIFUL GRANDCHILDREN!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, they're leaving...&lt;br /&gt;Asya: He prolly said "Mommy, don't make me." and she said "Fine, but you better give me beautiful grandchildren someday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sitting in the Central Market parking lot eating Taco Time with Asya :D</content>
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    <title>i like a boooooooooooyyyyy.</title>
    <published>2008-09-05T21:53:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-05T21:53:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Amber Pacific</lj:music>
    <content type="html">omfg, finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i might become an asexual or something.&lt;br /&gt;but obvs not :D!</content>
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    <title>awww dip.</title>
    <published>2008-09-02T22:59:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-02T22:59:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Silverstein</lj:music>
    <content type="html">School starts tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have all my supplies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fail.</content>
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    <title>fuck man.</title>
    <published>2008-08-31T06:20:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-31T06:20:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Boys Like Girls (omg, rly Lea?!)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm never on the interweb this late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever, I'm going to bed in like a half hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW U MYSPACE FREAKS, I'M OBVS NOT 88.&lt;br /&gt;i accidently changed it, and it locked me as over 18. stfu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too tired. i guess I'll just sign off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a ncie trip, &lt;br /&gt;c u next fall.</content>
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    <title>omg, rofl.</title>
    <published>2008-08-26T01:01:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-26T01:03:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pathway to Providence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I think it's really funny how she has on her page "I don't like to be judged." and yet, she is one of the most judgemental people I have ever met. Not gonna lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, I don't like her (with good reason), and she doesn't like me (for no reason).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL GONNA GO SEE THE HOUSE BUNNY WITH ASYA IN ABOUT AN HOUR AND A HALF.&lt;br /&gt;AND I SPENT ALL DAY AT THE MALL//TARGET. omg, good times, good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beruhrmichhier (9:33:59 pm): omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beruhrmichhier (9:34:01 pm): sign off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beruhrmichhier (9:34:03 pm): he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beruhrmichhier (9:34:04 pm): is gonna cum rape yo ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haidhersierra (9:34:04 pm): wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haidhersierra (9:34:05 pm): wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haidhersierra (9:34:07 pm): wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haidhersierra (9:34:15 pm): bahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haidhersierra (9:34:20 pm): im laughing so fucking hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beruhrmichhier (9:34:33 pm): and u'll be all "OMG, LEA, JESS JUST STUCK HIS PEE CRUSTY PEENUS IN MY ASS! HELP!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haidhersierra (9:34:45 pm): im laughing sooo hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beruhrmichhier (9:34:51 pm): do it woman, do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beruhrmichhier (9:34:55 pm): that is my advice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haidhersierra (9:34:59 pm): sign off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beruhrmichhier (9:34:59 pm): sign off and smash ur laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haidhersierra (9:35:05 pm): roflrofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beruhrmichhier (9:35:16 pm): im srs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beruhrmichhier (9:35:39 pm): if u call me at 3 am, and go "LEA, JESS JUST RAPED MEEEEEEEEEE!!" and sob hysterically, i am signing off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, we fail hard.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:letitsaygoodbye:6571</id>
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    <title>bitch.</title>
    <published>2008-08-12T21:46:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-12T21:46:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>This Providence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">stop stealing my style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it rly bugs the fucking shit out of me ://////</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:letitsaygoodbye:6262</id>
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    <title>Just got back from Warped.</title>
    <published>2008-08-10T23:16:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-10T23:16:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nevershoutnever!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">my lips are sunburned.&lt;br /&gt;O YEAH BB.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:letitsaygoodbye:5868</id>
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    <title>o hai there</title>
    <published>2008-08-04T20:04:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-04T20:04:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bring Me The Horizon</lj:music>
    <content type="html">erm, does anyone still play the Sims 2?&lt;br /&gt;I like making them have gay sex.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna lie.&lt;br /&gt;WOW I JUST RUINED MY REP.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:letitsaygoodbye:5471</id>
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    <title>i keep posting on this thing.</title>
    <published>2008-08-03T20:13:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-03T20:13:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>3OH!3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">IM JUST THAT BORED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather's not texting me baaaaack :[[[[[[[[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, erm, i'm home alone.&lt;br /&gt;I WISH KEVIN WAS HERE SO WE COULD GO TO ROUND TABLE PIZZA DDDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;save me.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:letitsaygoodbye:5134</id>
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    <title>o on a side-note</title>
    <published>2008-08-03T18:34:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-03T18:34:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>We The Kings</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i was not the only person who remembered Elias' birthday.&lt;br /&gt;HIS GIRLFRIEND DID! YAY KAYLA!&lt;br /&gt;she got him tickets to see The Police.&lt;br /&gt;and i lol'ed even harder cos he's thinking about dumping her.&lt;br /&gt;i think i need therapy.&lt;br /&gt;idek.</content>
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    <title>LOL @ YO FACE!</title>
    <published>2008-08-03T18:27:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-03T18:27:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Farewell</lj:music>
    <content type="html">and erm....it's Elias' birthday, and um, i don't plan on calling him :D&lt;br /&gt;tbh, i think everyone forgot except me.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;and Heather commented me and was like "dude ------ might be pregnant."&lt;br /&gt;and i laughed for 5 minutes straight.&lt;br /&gt;i am a terrible person.</content>
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    <title>yay powerspace</title>
    <published>2008-07-31T23:54:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-31T23:54:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Silverstein</lj:music>
    <content type="html">they did great last night.&lt;br /&gt;except for that faggot in the pit who was stepping all over kassidy and me.&lt;br /&gt;UGH IMMA FUCKING STOMP YOU, N00B!&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, and danger radio sounded great, as well as ace enders and cute.&lt;br /&gt;lol at me kassidy, an sierra asking people for money so we could but Rotation (even though we all already had it) and get into the meet &amp; greet. and if you gave us money, THANK YOOOOOOOOOOU!&lt;br /&gt;then afterwards before we went to the M&amp;G we talked to Kevin and Alec, and Jake.&lt;br /&gt;lol at us for accidently cutting the entire M&amp;G line and talking to Kevin about stickers while we waited.&lt;br /&gt;then after the M&amp;G (Shaant looks huge up close, tbh) we went outside, where of course, Kevin was, and said bye to him. then Kassidy left, and me and Sierra found my mom, and we got in the car, where Kassidy called me and was like "dude, i left stuff in your bag!" so i had to get out of the car, and wait for her to come back. then i ran back over to the venue and met her, so she got her stuff, and then i said "wait, where are my glasses?" and she said "ugh, i left them in my car!" so she ran back to get them, and Kevin walked by, and i yelled "KEVIN, KASSIDY LEFT ME ON  MY CORNER!" and he said "so you're working the corner, now? i get it." "no, im just waiting for her to come back with my glasses!" "because you really need sunglasses right now." "OF COURSE YOU DO!" then he went back in to grab more merch, and Kassidy came back, and i was like "dude, you just missed Kevin!" so i told her to wait, and then Jake came out, and we gave him "merch bin" hugs and then Kevin came out and we talked to him for a while. and my mom and sierra were sitting in the car waiting for me. KASSIDY TAUGHT KEVIN A NEW WAY TO DO THE HEART FINGER THING! and we was amazed. then she said we should all go to Round Table Pizza, and i said "where is that?" and she said "in Issaquah, where i live. it's a suburb." and kevin goes "i love suburbs."&lt;br /&gt;then Alec came out and was like "i lost my keys." and kevin said "great, so now im the only on with keys?" "yeah, i guess you are."&lt;br /&gt;all and all, it was a great night!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>rant.</title>
    <published>2008-07-28T17:00:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-28T17:00:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mayday Parade</lj:music>
    <content type="html">your friends are dicks.&lt;br /&gt;you're an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;you're also lying, cos I had to convince YOU to call me :/&lt;br /&gt;you smell. ~seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you get how lame you really are.&lt;br /&gt;tbqfh, i think you're more "boring" than I am.&lt;br /&gt;jfc i wouldn't touch your (tiny) dick, doesn't mean i'm lame(ish).&lt;br /&gt;pls,&lt;br /&gt;go suck you best friends dick, you know you want to,&lt;br /&gt;and shut up.</content>
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    <title>are you aware</title>
    <published>2008-07-24T04:25:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-24T04:25:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>scenes and sirens.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">of how many late night cr33pers are on myspace at this time of night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually...most of them live in my neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um....good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;computerinterwebaction at 9:30 is lame :p</content>
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    <title>omgz.</title>
    <published>2008-07-22T03:16:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-22T03:16:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>All Time Low</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hahahahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley was in the store today wearing her The Maine shirt I bought her, and some lady comes up to her and goes "You've been to Maine (the state)? Was it fun?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she told me, I was lyke "I would've said, 'o yeah, cos i mean, 5 GOOD LOOKING GUYS?! Oh wow, good times."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but some old mom chick was checking out my "I partied way too hard with John Ohhh" shirt today in safeway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf is so weird about my shirt?</content>
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