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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jul 2007 23:05:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dont give up on love. have faith. restart.</title>
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  <description>the ex talked to me yesterday. it broke my heart a little to feel what two years down the drain is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past is well in the past. so who is going to build a future with me? who is going to marry me? have my kids? &lt;br /&gt;who knows. i guess thats what is the most troubling thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;men are horrible. harry potter tonight? hopefully.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Jul 2007 04:52:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>run with me... anyone</title>
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  <description>He never called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His phone is off.&lt;br /&gt;I thought he got here today or YESTERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kinda sucks. On the otherhand I went MAJOR shopping :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jul 2007 06:01:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Holiday. n/v :British for vacation. I guess I was on Holiday all day yesterday, it was well… lovely. Now that I&apos;m back into reality and away from Prince Charming I remember the hassle life is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, literally speaking,  a boy should be calling me the second he plugs his phone into the charger and gets signal… only to receive about a million text from me. He better call. And if he does well then the soap opera will get even better. Two guys. What&apos;s new. It&apos;s either none or all. Never an in between. I hate how drastic some things can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single. Let&apos;s try to keep it that way. At least for my GPA&apos;s sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he calls. Then what? Prince Charming wants to sweep me away to England which sounds well… lovely! But is that realistic, I feel the boy who better call is a more realistic approach. Then again if I&apos;m single now, shouldn&apos;t that be telling me that I&apos;m not too great with choices in relationships? If I were so smart at choosing I should be with the man I&apos;m supposed to marry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless I haven&apos;t met him yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or worse, given him a chance.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Jul 2007 20:26:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>back from the city that never sleeps</title>
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  <description>this year has been a little crazy. i started the year without a boyfriend, one that i had for almost two years. then i did some rebound dating. nothing great just a couple mess ups but messing up is what teaches us lessons so im not complaining. my mom has gotten better i visited my cousins and finally stayed with my dad for the first time in 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school ended a little rough the tough times took a toll on my semester. in the end i passed, didnt lose my scholarship and decided to take more classes during the summer. i did that ended 2 really important friendships that on the other end wanted to be more than just that. as of now i just got from new york, had the time of my life and im missing someone a little bit. maybe hell turn into someone special who knows.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 05 Aug 2006 02:19:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my last night in nike</title>
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  <description>So officially I am done with my first semester at college. &lt;br /&gt;I think I did awesome. Hopefully two A&apos;s which is what I worked hard for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s been a bumpy summer but amazing nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I move out &amp; then into my new apartment I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t wait. I&apos;ll be going home soon and seeing some people I&apos;ve truly missed.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Jenny and Mary are coming to visit. We&apos;re having a super sleepover/pregame party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Jul 2006 15:18:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>whatever i went to the gym and im happy thats all that counts</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jul 2006 19:02:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ouch</title>
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  <description>man the truth hurts. but sometimes i feel like im not thinking realistically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i feel like shit today i mean one thing right after another. and i dont feel like getting comments oh cata youre a pretty girl blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOOK LIKE SHIT I LOOK DISGUSTING AND I HATE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going on a no meat diet. the end i want to be skinny and gorgeous and have long brown pretty hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JGOIWEGOJSFFSJFSJLKDALNKFDSLKKNJ</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jul 2006 20:26:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>im a little crazy</title>
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  <description>when im drunk i go home and cut my bangs and write stuff that i dont even know what im talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god help me i should hide my scissors.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Jul 2006 20:41:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>not so awesome</title>
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  <description>so a few minutes ago i was so happy dreaming about getting a puppy and naming her sunshine and calling her sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i myspace whored and well. i wish i was tall and i wish i was a model and gorgeous and had a portfolio full of gorgeous pictures. all of the sudden i feel crappy.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Jul 2006 00:05:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>songs bring me life</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said &quot;i&apos;ve gotta be honest,&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;re wasteing your time if you&apos;re fishing round here.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;and i said &quot;you must be mistaken,&lt;br /&gt;cause i&apos;m not fooling...this feeling is real&quot;&lt;br /&gt;she said...she said &quot;you gotta be crazy,&lt;br /&gt;What do you take me for? Some kind of easy mark?&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No, you&apos;ve got wits, you&apos;ve got looks, &lt;br /&gt;you&apos;ve got passion, but I swear that you&apos;ve got me all wrong.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;but you got me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ll be true, i&apos;ll be useful...&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ll be cavalier...i&apos;ll be yours my dear.&lt;br /&gt;and i&apos;ll belong to you...&lt;br /&gt;if you&apos;ll just let me through.&lt;br /&gt;this is easy as lovers go,&lt;br /&gt;so don&apos;t complicate it by hesitating.&lt;br /&gt;and this is wonderful as loving goes,&lt;br /&gt;this is tailor-made, whats the sense in waiting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i said &quot;i&apos;ve gotta be honest&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve been waiting for you all my life.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;for so long i thought i was asylum bound,&lt;br /&gt;but just seeing you makes me think twice.&lt;br /&gt;and being with you here makes me sane,&lt;br /&gt;i fear i&apos;ll go crazy if you leave my side.&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;ve got wits...you&apos;ve got looks,&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;ve got passion but are you brave enough to leave with me tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight.&lt;br /&gt;tonight.&lt;br /&gt;but you&apos;ve got me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ll be true, i&apos;ll be useful...&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ll be cavalier...i&apos;ll be yours my dear.&lt;br /&gt;and i&apos;ll belong to you...&lt;br /&gt;if you&apos;ll just let me through.&lt;br /&gt;this is easy as lovers go,&lt;br /&gt;so don&apos;t complicate it by hesitating.&lt;br /&gt;and this is wonderful as loving goes,&lt;br /&gt;this is tailor-made, whats the sense in waiting?&lt;br /&gt;this is easy as lovers go,&lt;br /&gt;so don&apos;t complicate it by hesitating.&lt;br /&gt;and this is wonderful as loving goes,&lt;br /&gt;this is tailor-made, whats the sense in waiting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love just sitting in my room talking to my friends, watching sex &amp; the city, reading a good book, and listening to music that makes me feel alive inside.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Jul 2006 00:44:36 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So I don&apos;t know if I&apos;ve written about this, but I&apos;m an advertising public relations major. At UCF it&apos;s a pending major, meaning I have to apply to get in. So pretty much every semester from my first year on I can apply. They take the top 40 of all the students that applied based on GPA. Thats 40 students every semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pretty much I want a 4.0 this first year of college, or at least a 3.7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an 86 in my Sociology class, we have 4 tests and 4 essays and extra credit if we ask for it and 10 points with pre and post tests for some woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my Human Species class we have 2 tests. That&apos;s it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did my mid-term, and studied my ass of, and guess what. I GOT A MOTHERFUCKING 98. Out of 50 i got a 49. I feel so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HONESTLY WANT A 4.0. I want to make a deal with my dad, like if I get a 4.0 my first year that I get a new car or something. We&apos;ll see but for now my goal with this 4.0 is to get in my major and kick ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;PS I have ANOTHER test tomorrow UGH</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Jul 2006 00:40:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i have mixed emotions</title>
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  <description>sometimes i love it here other times i hate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like i love living this life of classes and my own apartment and doing whatever i want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then its like do i really get to do whatever i want. i also live this life of feeling like shit, fighting a lot and sometimes HAVING TOO MUCH FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck. right now i fucking hate everyone because of one idiot who needs to rethink what he does and what he does to me. right now i wish i was home and didnt have anyone but myself to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to buy a puppy, a really cute one.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Jun 2006 14:31:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>BRAND NEW TICKETS IN ORLANDO FOR THURSDAY</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m selling my ticket for Brand New Thursday night at House of Blues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It cost me like 25.00 with all the online bullshit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help me out m unable to go because my mom is having open heart surgery tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d love to go but unfortunately I can&apos;t so buy the ticket from me and I will love you forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me up 954 604 8191</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 24 Jun 2006 16:23:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I hate this shit</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m having fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish some people would take some incentive to see me</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jun 2006 03:45:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This summer is going to be good</title>
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  <description>So, this might be funny to hear but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited the Health Center already because of the pain and swelling in my knee. Turns out I have fluid in my knee and they gave me crutches because I cannot put any weight on it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officialy a cripple, my first week into college. Awesome! I haven&apos;t even gone out because of this damn knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommate is so nice, I really like her. Dave and I made dinner and so far (minus the knee sitch) I love it here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS...... CONVINCE NICOLETTE RODRIGUEZ TO DRIVE HERSELF NATALIE AND VIVIAN ON SATURDAY TO VISIT ME!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jun 2006 05:13:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Home sweet home</title>
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  <description>Well, I moved in yesterday. It was quite eventful; it was pouring the entire time we moved in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My arm is sore from yesterday&apos;s events (which are hilarious)&lt;br /&gt;2. My knee hurts from jumping off my super high bed&lt;br /&gt;3. My ankle is swolen from walking 12 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday my Dad and I moved everything by taking everything in my Mom&apos;s wheel chair it was quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room look sooo pretty, I like it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANNOT WAIT TO DO MY CLASSES TOMORROW AND PARTY THE NIGHT AWAY &lt;br /&gt;(so sad about having my parents leave me!!!!!)</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 15 Jun 2006 23:32:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I cannot write one thing without getting some lame anonymous comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the Heat are going to winnnnnnnnnn! :) &lt;br /&gt;&amp; I&apos;ve been packing up my entire closet all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t want to move yet :(</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Jun 2006 06:56:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>YEAHH HEAT!!!!!!</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Jun 2006 03:13:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Clarification</title>
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  <description>The last entry I wrote or say posted pictures in is explained by this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That dress is Nicolette&apos;s first communion dress, when were 7 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried it on and well I kinda look like the girl from Beetlejuice and we thought we could poke fun at when we did our first communion and the stupid poses they made us do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn&apos;t already know I&apos;m Nicolette&apos;s hero on her myspace, so go check that picture out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummmmmm... I hope everyone enjoyed my second First Communion as much and Nic and I did because honestly I was hysterical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I move 4 days :(</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Jun 2006 22:39:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My First Communion</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Jun 2006 18:40:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You make this seem easy</title>
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  <description>I re-did the layout. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is a little hectic, i mean a lot hectic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm... I&apos;m moving in 5 days, don&apos;t know how I feel about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope no one reads this</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 10 Dec 2005 23:46:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>So I have amazing news</title>
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  <description>Today I took my mom out of the house, she needed a break from house arrest so we went to TeaCups...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fell in love with the most gorgeous boy he is tiny and when I say tiny you won&apos;t understand til you see him, he&apos;s smaller than Brady and adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say my mom&apos;s best friend bought him for my mom as a christmas present, so awesome on Wednesday or Thursday Cooper is coming home to us. I&apos;ll put up pictures soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to visit him tomorrow, the place is amazing they want us to go visit him so he knows were his new family! :) And they started calling him Cooper so he knows his new name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah I love all my other dogs and I can&apos;t help but feel sad because I feel like I&apos;m replacing them, and I&apos;m not.. It&apos;s just new puppy time again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he is going to last us years upon years. I&apos;ll update with pictures soon!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Dec 2005 03:36:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>im not gona lie i feel like shit and the only person that i can ever truly spill out these feelings to is 200 miles away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish my life was normal. why does god do this?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 03 Dec 2005 01:21:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>this week on best week ever</title>
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  <description>+ I get a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v73/cataluvsu/DSC01151.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurt: 1) because im a baby 2) because the fucking spot i choose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ I get accepted to UCF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v73/cataluvsu/acceptanceonline.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They accept me and then ask for $200, man theyre quick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should definatly make the best week ever on vh1</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2005 04:05:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i love him</title>
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  <description>david michael mayo equals my life. he is amazing. a weekend with him makes me more than happy. too bad people still cant get over themselves. this week weve been together for 9 months. and i am thankful for that. i cannot wait until i live in orlando. then we can play all the time. yay. we play, not dirty you weirdos, but fun. and i like playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how i live when hes not around. i feel so sucky.</description>
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