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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Jan 2008 03:30:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>it&apos;s been nearly a year since i wrote in this, i doubt anyone will actually read this. but, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the last year, i&apos;ve changed more than i ever expected. my life is full of friends, partying, insane weekends, shoplifting, clothes, shoes, my hair growing, senior year, boys, boyfriends, alcohol, learning who i am, accepting things i can&apos;t change, and trying to live the good life. i&apos;ve become a new person.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 Jan 2007 01:34:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I really don&apos;t use this anymore. Anyway, nothing has been going on. I need money for my new camera. Canon Dig ital Rebel, I think. Getting my new Sidekick Wednesday I think. My other one broke. I finally got a job on the West Side. And I&apos;ve been off school for a few days, I really don&apos;t want to go back tomorrow. These are all pretty recent, &apos;cause I finally got my camera back from PCRichards. &lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l262/rhymesandnotes/lj22.png&quot;&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l262/rhymesandnotes/lj21.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l262/rhymesandnotes/lj24.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l262/rhymesandnotes/livejournal23-1.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l262/rhymesandnotes/lj29.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l262/rhymesandnotes/lj27.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Mary and her friend Kristina came to the city and I hung out with them on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l262/rhymesandnotes/lj25.png&quot;&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l262/rhymesandnotes/lj26.png&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
  <lj:music>the ataris &apos;my reply&apos;</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">the ataris &apos;my reply&apos;</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Nov 2006 01:48:11 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So, I just spent like twenty minutes deleting all of my old entries, except for two. I never use this, well, I haven&apos;t in like 2 months. I feel like updating. School is fun, except I slack off on pretty much everything, I really should stop doing that. I got a new camera a few weeks ago, I want a new one again though&amp;nbsp; Two weekends ago I went to Jiminy Peak with Sasha.. I hate my mom more than ever but who cares, she&apos;s lame. Oh, and Halloween was fun, went to the cute is/david melillo/reggie and the full effect/hellogoodbye show. It was okay, I guess. &lt;strong&gt;Blood Brothers&lt;/strong&gt; Saturday! If anyone else is going they should probably let me know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;pictures&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;ljcut&quot; align=&quot;left&quot; text=&quot;here&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l262/rhymesandnotes/ljeight.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonfire&amp;nbsp;@ Jiminy Peak&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, I babysat for the cutest little girl the other day but her house was full of African art, like totally full. I was freaking out the whole time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l262/rhymesandnotes/ljthree.png&quot; /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l262/rhymesandnotes/ljtwo.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l262/rhymesandnotes/ljfive.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; checkkkk that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l262/rhymesandnotes/ljone.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l262/rhymesandnotes/ljnine.png&quot; /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l262/rhymesandnotes/ljsix.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time warner building and the dressing room at some place called raggs a gogo on 14th.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l262/rhymesandnotes/ljfour.png&quot; /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l262/rhymesandnotes/ljseven.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and for alex :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l262/rhymesandnotes/handlol.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
  <lj:music>the number twelve looks like you.</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jul 2006 15:06:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>home.</title>
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  <description>So, I spent a whole month in Ireland. I wasn&apos;t supposed to spend that long there but I extended my ticket 10 days. I got home Thursday night, I haven&apos;t really had time to update because Friday afternoon until last night I was up in Boston. Honestly, it was one of the best months of my life. I love everyone there (some of you are probably reading this)! I&apos;m still a little jet-lagged. I met some of the nicest people ever and got to spend time with some of my favorite people in the world. I don&apos;t remember everything about every day but I&apos;ll write about as much as I can remember so I can go back and read this some other time. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just deleted everything I wrote a few days ago about my trip. I remember it all, so it&apos;s okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Photobucket messed up the sizes of these :[ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/boat-1.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/inisoirr.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/lahinch.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/ocean.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/sandraandkev.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra and her brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/enis.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/cliffs.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/horses.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/buren2.png&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/buren.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/casey.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/3.png&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/petercaseey.png&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/lads.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/sara.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave Sara pink extensions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/cake.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/sandranail.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/euros.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Euros look cooler than dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/cuzzies.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousins are so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/sandrawave.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loveee her&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/conway.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/intotheair/ciara.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Ciara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have loaaaaads more.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Apr 2006 04:20:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>this is going to be long</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like typing out a long entry about my trip. It was good, almost too good. When I picture everything, I get so sad. For the first time in a long time, I was &lt;i&gt;truly&lt;/i&gt; happy. My camera was like dead and I didn&apos;t realize it, I didn&apos;t have a charger either so I just bought a disposable. I can&apos;t wait to get the pictures back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://inaletter.livejournal.com&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://x11.putfile.com/4/10723162331.png&quot; alt=&quot; &quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;My flight was supposed to leave at 730pm-ish. When we go there, they said it&apos;d leave at 1030, we didn&apos;t take off until around 1AM, I was in the airport so long. :( I bought markers and a My Little Pony coloring book, watched planes take off, and ate Sbarro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Got there at like 1130am Irish time, got a car and drove into town with my daddy. My aunt owns a clothing store there, I ran into see her and said hi. We drove to my grandma&apos;s. I love the drive into the country; it&apos;s so beautiful driving to my grandma&apos;s. I was so tired, I just slept for hours. I woke up and then my cousins, Sandra (14) Kevin (12) came over with my uncle and aunt. I felt rude because I went right back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Went into town, got Sandra and did a few things and then went back to my grandma&apos;s. We went out Thursday night and met up with my friend, Shane. We were just drinking and playing pool and went outside and two boys, Kevin and Patrick, &quot;PA&quot; came outside and were smoking and started talking to us. They were cool. Right away, Kevin and I got all flirty, probably because I was tipsy, haha. We traded numbers and stuff. We said we&apos;d meet up the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Due to it being Good Friday, nearly everything was closed. Sandra, my Dad, and I went to my grandma&apos;s neighbors, who I know and loveeee. :) Then, her phone rang and it was the boys, they were like &quot;WE&apos;RE DOWN AT THE BRIDGE COME DOWN&quot; it was embarassing because my dad was right there haha. So we walked down the hill to the little bridge and met up with them. We just hung out and then started walking so far to Kevin&apos;s house. I saw like everyone my dad knows and stuff and they were like.. &apos;what are you boys doing with these girls&apos; haha it was embarasssssing. I didn&apos;t mind though. Then I had to go to church, they came with us and I saw Fiona (BFFFish girl hehe) We split up for the night and Sandra and I just hung out at my grandma&apos;s. Then, &quot;Pa&quot; texted Sandra really late and said &apos;Would Tara meet Kevin&apos; (meet means hook up with) hahaha, I was like....  ya, but we talked on the phone like all night, it was so cute! He was like, &quot;tomorrow, I want to teach you how to drive.&quot; I was like eeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;We didn&apos;t hang out with them. I needed to spend time with other people, I was kinda upset I didn&apos;t get to drive haha, oh well. Then we saw them that night, it wasn&apos;t that fun, it was okay. I was happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, Easter&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Church. I saw people, then Sandra, My Dad, My gma, My other aunt, uncle &amp; two little cousin&apos;s went to Sandra&apos;s house for dinner. Went back to my gma&apos;s and figured we&apos;d go out, so we did. We met up with them at the bar, (aka where I was like the whole trip haha) Kevin showed up with some ugly girl. She was nice, she was 20 though? She kept calling him her boyfriend and trying to hold his hand. I was like sad. He wouldn&apos;t even look at me, it was so weird. I felt bad, I didn&apos;t say much that night. He texted me later saying sorry and explaining how she&apos;s like obsessed with him. SHE&apos;S 20 AND GROSS AND 3 YEARS OLDER THAN HIM WTF GOSH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;My last day, I was sort of sad all day, I knew it&apos;d be my last day. I went out with my dad, gma, and Sandra. We went to my gpa&apos;s grave and stuff like that. Then at night, we went out. I figured I&apos;d have to go home early because I had to be up before 5 the next morning. Kevin, Shane, Pa, Sandra and I hung out. It was the best night, ever. The boys played pool, every time it wasn&apos;t his turn to go, he&apos;d come sit next to me. ghadjklafahj and he&apos;d go &apos;che che che&apos; in my ear and I&apos;d go &apos;ah ah ah&apos; haha. It was so cute. We all sat outside, and shared a cigz and stuff. I don&apos;t like smoking, really.. ah, oh well. I drank a little with Fiona and my other friend, Karen. :) So, when Fiona and Karen left we all sat outside. The adulty part of the bar was where my dad was with his friends just hanging out and stuff like that and his dad was there too. I wanted the night to never end. His little sister came outside and was like, we&apos;re leaving in 5 minutes.. I got all fhajdkla, it was like 130 though. So, Sandra and Pa started going at it haha, it was funny. He gave me a hug and just smiled and then.. heheh yaaaaa. Ya. ;) It was the cutest thing in the world. A few minutes after they left, he texted my cousin&apos;s phone saying &apos;Tell Tara I&apos;ll miss her.&apos; ehejdkalfahjk Ya. I got about 2 hours of sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;(today!):&lt;br /&gt;I didn&apos;t want to leave, it was so early. I started to cry and so did Sandra. I was so glad that she was with me like the whole trip. We had to take one plane to Dublin (somewhere else in Ireland) then get another one back to NY. I was either asleep or playing Super Mario the whole time. I was sad, I&apos;m still kind of sad though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, that was long. I&apos;ll read that another time and ya. My dad might get a job there this summer and I might live there. GAH, I hopehopehopeee. I&apos;m glad I went, it was too short though. I&apos;ll probably post pictures when I get them back. I drank too much, though. I remember crying on Sunday night because I felt stupid. Pretty much everyone in the country knows that I only drink vodka &amp; sprite, smirnoff ice, or malibuuuuu. hahah. We all traded screen names and stuff like that, so ya. I&apos;m tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i like that boy)</description>
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