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  <title>blinded by the silence of 1000 broken hearts</title>
  <subtitle>"you are your own sight"</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>i am the sexx</name>
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  <updated>2005-04-05T21:49:28Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:high_d:40112</id>
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    <title>britney spears=godddddd</title>
    <published>2005-04-05T21:49:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-05T21:49:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>britney spearsssss</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to begin with: i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HATE &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;michigan.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="206" src="http://www.cnn.com/US/9806/05/disney.protests/florida.orlando.lg.jpg" width="273"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i wish i was there right now. :(&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i couldnt wake up for schoool today, beucase i missed it so bad. its worse than anytime i have left. this is major depression material.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i miss andy so bad.&amp;nbsp;its not fair that i cant&amp;nbsp;be&amp;nbsp;with him everyday. it really isent. no one&amp;nbsp;understands, how much it sucks. how much i miss him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 470px; HEIGHT: 329px" height="663" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/hiGhdee26/100_0950.jpg" width="666"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;id do anything to be there right now. to be with him right now. jshdfgjhdskjhfuudhfjgdskg&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;i sound so god damn pathetic. but its the truth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;this is the hardest thing i have to go threw in my life right now. and it sucks. when im not with him, i feel like a part of my happyness is fucking gone. why does life have to be unfair like this? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="72" src="http://www.starkcountybuckeyes.com/images/ihateum.gif" width="530"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;sory if just bitched to much:... heidi*&amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ps.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&amp;nbsp;I NEED A JOB, TO BE ABLE TO GO BACK IN MAY. IF ANYONE WOULD BE A DEAR, AND HELP ME OUT. IT WOULD BE GOD LIKE OF YOU....&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;lt;333&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:high_d:39801</id>
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    <title>in white houses.</title>
    <published>2005-02-11T00:42:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-11T00:44:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>cotten eyed joe. (I GET MY GROOVE ON)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;oh gawd. (nd im sory to offend all you belivers)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but, honestly. the girls neeed to shutup! forreeel. this is blown way out of paporsion. and i emphasize the WAYYY.&lt;/p&gt;
ITSSSS ANNNOYYYYING !!!!!!!!!!
&lt;p&gt;so heres a little advice, for the girls (USE IT YOU NEED IT):&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 461px; HEIGHT: 359px" height="666" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/hiGhdee26/100_0693.jpg" width="773"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but anyways. on to the good newws:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;valentines day is in 3 dazes, and in 3 daze im going to beeee supppppppperr happy.&amp;lt;3 yes its true.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;today: i kinda got sassy. hah, thats a first for this girl. i feel bad, so therefor im am sorry if i kam of a little bitchy to day. the love is out there homiz.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ps to the people: alot of people our turning on me. its war, i swear. : (&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;my update is done.&amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 512px; HEIGHT: 373px" height="660" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/hiGhdee26/100_0685.jpg" width="742"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;peace up. a town.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;im out untill atleast the 21st. FFFFFF DUUUH!!! get jelouse. yeuuuh&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;33 heidi.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>high_d @ 2007-01-04T17:43:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-04T22:45:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-04T22:45:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table align="center" width="300" style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; color: black"&gt;
	&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the year 2005 I resolve to:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		not let stupid girls get with my boyfreind, and than have them fall madly in love with him after.&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://resolution.geek-foo.net" style="color: red;"&gt;Get your resolution here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH hahah. &lt;br /&gt;im KIDDING.....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:high_d:39058</id>
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    <title>im good to go, and im going no where fast.</title>
    <published>2004-12-27T05:29:49Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-27T05:29:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>jessica simpson- wihtyou&lt;333333</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;so today is proably the worst day of the year. the day after christmas. yuck.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;sooo.. im tottaly fitting in now, with my camera and all. so who would i be if i didnt update with pikautres.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;by the way: ive got 1 more day &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ha, what kassels.&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/hiGhdee26/000_0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;jezzzz&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 626px; HEIGHT: 404px" height="940" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/hiGhdee26/000_0045.jpg" width="1097"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 902px; HEIGHT: 722px" height="793" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/hiGhdee26/000_0063.jpg" width="1004"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;this was her ugly face, she told me not to show anyone. ha.^&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="822" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/hiGhdee26/000_0051.jpg" width="1118"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so i guess this would be her cute one?^&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 1018px; HEIGHT: 778px" height="817" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/hiGhdee26/000_0048.jpg" width="1048"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ha.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 852px; HEIGHT: 706px" height="780" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/hiGhdee26/000_0067.jpg" width="996"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;this is my favorite picutre that we took.^&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 824px; HEIGHT: 721px" height="814" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/hiGhdee26/000_0071.jpg" width="1021"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and how would it be complete without a picutre of my sexy bod. chya riiiite.,&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>every drawing that i drew, is never ever as cute as you.</title>
    <published>2004-12-19T22:23:40Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-19T22:23:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>heello goodbye</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Guidelines&lt;br /&gt;1. Write something about 15 different people.&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't say who they are.&lt;br /&gt;3. If someone asks you which one is about them, don't tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. your my bff. you know everything about me. eevvn tho you could be a bitch to me, and you know that, i still love yout o death. you could finsih my sentences for me, and that scuuuurs me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. you also one out of 2934729837492734 best freind i say i have. i hangout with you the most out of everyone of them too. we think almost the same on everything. and even tho most of the time all we do is sit on our asses, we never get board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. you say you are my best freind, but you are never there. boo 2 u :( your always wiht your boyfriend, and it doesnt seem to affect you that you lost like 29873497 of your friends for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ive tryd soo hard to make things better wiht our bestfreindship... but it didnt work, i feel no matter what i could say, or anyone of us could say, it wouldnt change your mind thought, you need to see what your losing. i miss everything about you, soo pelase be my freind again.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i use to be able to tell you everyitng. it took 3 years to see that you likd me, and im stupid. we kalld eachother bestfeinrd, but than you had to go and be too coool for me. you tuurnd jerk on me. loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.weve been freinds so long, and i loooveyou. you always listen to me, no  mater waht.  yourr a uppper good friend. we are fuck ups tho, when are together. ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. ahhh, you are one ofthe funnest girls i know. when me and you are together we are fucking badddddassses. hahah. i never get board with you, i could only remever one fight we got into.. and that was one durnkness sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. you crack me up X4. plus when we are together we are fucking looosers. you need to startt hanging out wiht me again, like we use too fuckka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. im jelosue of youuuuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. your ugly.. and i dont kare if that makes me abitch. cuase  you are to. i dunt know  you and you think you are b etttterrr than mee. you suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. i think you try to hard to be cool. your nice and all, but sometimes it seems you try to harddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. biggest asshole in the world, you have to heart.. and you know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. ahhh, i love you sooo much&amp;lt;33. your the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. you think you are beetter than everyone. we use to be freinds, i guess. take a fuckkinnng loook, you ARENT THAT COOOl. you try to make us all look stupid. i guess that makes you look smarter. emo kid rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. you guys are alll the best, i loveee youuuu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;33 highdee</content>
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    <title>its the way he makes you fall in love&amp;lt;33</title>
    <published>2004-11-12T18:27:03Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-12T18:27:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;eykk&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;im updating, skewl sucks, Xcore.&lt;br&gt;so, its kind of depressing when all my other friends say nothing will change. she says the opposite, i wish things would change, i wish it would go back to how it usta be. 8th grade maybe? no one likes bitching, spesaly me. it needs to be said, it needs to be said that we all miss you. im loosing all my freinds, i can count on only like 4 of them.. how sad. this shit is sersouly depressing me Xcore. im done.&lt;br&gt;its been done&lt;br&gt;i dunt knwo the fucjing point of this en rty, its pissing me off just thinking about it. fuckkkkka.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>eeerrr budy in the club getting tiiipsy.</title>
    <published>2004-09-24T20:34:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-24T20:34:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>jkwon yalllllllllllll</lj:music>
    <content type="html">rite now.&lt;br /&gt;errrr budy knock fooor my giiirl ashlley&lt;br /&gt;and turn on channel 9 on saterday.&lt;br /&gt;(shes going to killme for this entry)&lt;br /&gt;but knock, beucase shes b e a u tiful.&lt;br /&gt;this weekend thegiiirls are going up to port huron, to see asshtrrey,&lt;br /&gt;cept for sarah and sarah cause theyre faggett jews. &lt;br /&gt;and b rad. cause shes got a penis she&lt;br /&gt;needs to attend to. suckkkkas.&lt;br /&gt;+ a few others.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 pointless entry, just informing.&lt;br /&gt;dee. knock again.</content>
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    <title>you will always be my boo.</title>
    <published>2004-09-20T02:36:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-20T02:43:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Leave a comment with your name if you want to know what I really think of you, and I'll reply and tell you. No lies, all honesty. Then post this in your journal so I can find out what you think of me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;yesteday was steffys bday. fun. next weekend is ash's weekend, {knock}the week after that is my gurls bday. just so eeverybody knows.&lt;/p&gt; 
so today, i burnt my foot on a straightner. im throwing it away, i do that oh so much. ha
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc66cc"&gt;&amp;lt;33&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;dee&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;im NoT JEWish 26: this is why i hate u&lt;br&gt;im NoT JEWish 26: ur a fuckin cunt as cleoer bitch&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>ANY OTHER WAY. NOOOO!.</title>
    <published>2004-09-13T18:25:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-13T18:25:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>yellowcard, makes me happy. just like mike</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- CURRENT -&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Current mood: sick.&lt;br&gt;Current hair: curly, UUUGly.&lt;br&gt;Current clothes: a white shirt and capris/&lt;br&gt;Current annoyance: mike ahhh ha.&lt;br&gt;Current thing I ought to be doing: being in class.. not in berg&lt;br&gt;Current favorite band: uhhh, spice girl&lt;br&gt;Current cd in stereo: disney mania, ha.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- DO YOU -&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Remember your first love? yeah, forshore..&amp;lt;3&lt;br&gt;Believe it's possible to remain faithful forever?: no, honestly.&lt;br&gt;Like the taste of alcohol?: not striaght up.&lt;br&gt;Have a favorite candy?: resses peanut butter cups.&lt;br&gt;Have any tattoos?: negitve&lt;br&gt;Have an obsession?: many&lt;br&gt;Have a secret crush?: ON black MIKE.&lt;br&gt;Do they know yet?: now he does. ha.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- LOVE LIFE - &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;First crush: ?. dont remeber.&lt;br&gt;Do you believe in "the one"?: yes of course.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- APPEARANCE -&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hair: brown, with red adn blonde highlights.&lt;br&gt;Eyes: mike says they are brownred, OOKKAY.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;- LAST PERSON YOU -&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;talked to: mike&lt;br&gt;hugged: kyle&lt;br&gt;instant messaged: andy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- HAVE YOU EVER -&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Run away from home? ha, once with mellissa, and stef chickend out. adn than once i tryed i got scared of the dark.&lt;br&gt;Broken a bone? yeah, lots.&lt;br&gt;Played Truth Or Dare? limo nite, ha.&lt;br&gt;Been in a fight? fuck you stefanie.&lt;br&gt;Come close to dying? i guess once.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- WHAT IS -&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The most embarrassing CD in your collection?: disney mania, ha but its awsome&lt;br&gt;Your bedroom like?: a fucking mess, to much cluter.&lt;br&gt;Your favorite thing for breakfast?: mcdonalds&lt;br&gt;Your favorite restaurant?: joes crab shack, bo jacks (right steffy)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- RANDOM QUESTIONS -&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What's on your bedside table?: lamp, this thing to hold my rings, a picutre of me and andy. cluter.&lt;br&gt;What is your secret guaranteed weeping movie?: little princess, i swear.&lt;br&gt;What is your biggest fear?: the dark&lt;br&gt;Are you a pyromaniac?: with miriah and chelsea in 8th grade, ha.&lt;br&gt;Do you know anyone famous?: umm, aaroncarter?. not very cool&lt;br&gt;What do you carry with you at all times?: my cell fone, my pictures, and eyeliner.&lt;br&gt;Are you happy with your name?: yeah..&lt;br&gt;How much money would it take you to give up the internet for 1 year?: not alot. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;in class. boaring. steffys bday is on saterday, and my gURL's bday is a week and a half after that. we need to party.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so, ian is the biggest gossipest ever.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;" so you heard about _____ slobing on some random&amp;nbsp;bois nob" exact words too.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;yellowcard, cause it makes me happy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;If I could I would do all of this again&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Travel back in time with you to where this all began&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We could hide inside ourselves and leave the world behind&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And make believe there's something left to find&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll be miles apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'll keep you deep inside&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're always in my &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;A new life to start&lt;br&gt;I may be leaving but you're &lt;em&gt;always in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now we've all grown up, gone on and moved away&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing I can do about it, nothing I can say&lt;br&gt;To bring us back to where we were when life was not this hard&lt;/em&gt; (life was not this hard)&lt;br&gt;Looking back it all just seems so far, so far away&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll be miles apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'll keep you deep inside&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;A new life to start&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I&lt;/font&gt; may be leaving but you're always in my heart&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'd give it up for just one more day with you&lt;br&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Give it up for just one more day &lt;br&gt;I'd give it up for just one more day with you&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'd give it up for just one more day with you&lt;br&gt;Give it up for just one more day &lt;br&gt;I'd give it up for just one more day with you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'd give it up for just one more day with you&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give it up, give it all away &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;I'd give it up for just one more day with you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;We'll be miles apart&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'll keep you deep inside&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;A new life to start&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I may be leaving but you're always in my heart&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;I need you now, we're miles apart&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll keep you deep inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;br&gt;I need you now, we're miles apart&lt;br&gt;I may be leaving but you're always in my heart&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" color="#ff0000" size="2"&gt;&amp;lt;33&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;dee&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>tho your un-tru im attracted to you all the more.</title>
    <published>2004-03-15T23:29:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-15T23:29:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;ah, the joi of updating. pu-lease. not alot is up in the kassel house. next weeekend im going upnorth with ashtrey and danniel. tottal 3some. tottaly not. in other news, id lyke stef and katie to feel better, and keep up the good work. ashleys mom's mad pimpd.&lt;br /&gt;daze till stef is back in action: 28&lt;br /&gt;number of saterday skewls left: 3 +1 today, thanks to joe fucking IMADIRTYCHALDEAN nemo.&lt;br /&gt;daze til upnorht:4&lt;br /&gt;highlites:&lt;br /&gt;lily: yah, i dont know where tyler is&lt;br /&gt;riah: Did tyler go to the club again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AYNOMOUS: slumber partys over gurls&lt;br /&gt;riah: DAMNNNNNN&lt;br /&gt;laugh, it good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was my update&lt;br /&gt;thanks, &lt;br /&gt;deeeee&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>a holer for a doler, and its lyke taking candy from a baby</title>
    <published>2004-03-02T00:04:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-02T00:04:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>i need more allowence- doug funy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">rite off the back, i hate livejournals; i dont know why, its just annoying. i need something annoying rite now tho. fucking rockos modern life was on today, holler! i wish are u afraid of the dark was on too. oh god, im the biggest loser oout of the clan. lonerish, and vonerable. grease lighting was awsomess shit tho. and aint no body about to rock the phat farms lyke immmmmma about too&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to say; nothing.&lt;br /&gt;dirty souffff.&lt;br /&gt;..dee:</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:high_d:35246</id>
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    <title>and if i get drunk, i know im gunna be the man who gets drunk next to you.</title>
    <published>2004-02-11T01:50:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-11T01:50:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ricky martin.. miriahs true love.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">god, the over population of livejournals is psyco. i was thinking that i need a vist to the goddamn livejournal drama again. soo helloooooo lewstion. id like to say with all you grief that i have nothing new in my life.. yah yah thanks.&lt;br /&gt;valentines day should be interesting. im a the proud owner of &lt;b&gt;brandy summer shultz&lt;/b&gt;.. and after 1 year i still cant spell her last name. i need starbucks, just as bad as stef.. but the diffrence is. I CAN ADMIT IT. another comment id like to add, katie and sarah. way to go on the hair.shutthefuckup you know its cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"are you going to make a bed for me, or shoudl i bring my airmatriss over?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made my day, hope it brings light to yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in conclusion, id like to leave you wiht this.&lt;br /&gt;HaRdCoReChiCk609: i now know my only true love can and always will be Ricky martin. He's a better latin lover thasn even...... ARNOLDO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE SUCKD the funny rite out of that one^&lt;br /&gt;DEEEEEEEEEEEEEE</content>
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    <title>hi, im from the streets and i keep banging, i keep banging the beatss</title>
    <published>2004-01-26T02:50:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-26T02:50:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">last nite was weird, stefs was funny. than my house brought good news. thanks gurlfriend&amp;lt;3. thhhann little joshs house was Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;bigbinkg: like my latino lovin girlfriemd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miriah:"im not wearing any underwear andybear, love CORRIEboary"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bigbinkg: no like you knwo thsoe REALLY funny faces she does like she constipated and gpoigng to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deeeeee</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:high_d:34792</id>
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    <title>sweet home alabama.</title>
    <published>2004-01-20T14:03:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-20T14:03:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sweet home alabama...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">back. florida was tyte. laughed, alot.  i probaly got more muscles in my stumic from just being in a room with chelsea than exsercising for 5 days stright. no body belives us on the aaron subject, but fuck "yall" cause i got pictures. it  was way wierd. i thought me and chels would fite alot mroe than we did. im happy to be back, all flordia is, is a buncha old poeple and hicks. oh the life styles.  brnady i hope sunday treated you good. g-unit. i dont think i have gone so long wihtout talking to stef about damon, but i did. oh do we need to chat.&lt;br /&gt;i take pride in my loading.&lt;br /&gt;deeeeee</content>
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    <title>2 thousand and 3 is out the door, you wil be miss greatly</title>
    <published>2004-01-05T03:11:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-05T03:11:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>r kelly shit.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">again, left. for good this time.&lt;br /&gt;new years was good, way good.&lt;br /&gt;cept for the part where the gurls yelled at me&lt;br /&gt;"LETS GO TAKE PICTURES OF OUR BOOBS AND POST THEM ON LIVE JOURNAL"&lt;br /&gt;hahha, classical.&lt;br /&gt;lilys birthday was kewl. are plans feel threw, kinda. I had fun tho.&lt;br /&gt;last nite was weird. are you related to amanda j?&lt;br /&gt;((shades and lily)) fo fo shore.&lt;br /&gt;that lady is sooo osama.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck finding your own way in.. wtf the window.&lt;br /&gt;so, i finnaly got to meet bianca. those gurls are the cutest. ever.&lt;br /&gt;back to the last nite ordeal. i proably havent been happy hearing something like that since monica and bill.&lt;br /&gt;you are my &lt;b&gt; missing &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it kinda sucks. to me it feels like i only have one freind any more. i guess they lost hope?&lt;br /&gt;Please say its not true&lt;br /&gt;f l i p   o u t.&lt;br /&gt;dee fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;safetytownhero: two nites ago i was laying in bed and i was thinking about 8th grade and when mr rabish said something about west virginia and we both were like virgynnnna</content>
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    <title>red faced, and annoyed.</title>
    <published>2003-12-29T20:50:37Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-29T20:50:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hotel california. less than jake cover</lj:music>
    <content type="html">life goes on i guess, but that was still fucking emmbarrising, agreed lily? january 2nd will proabaly be a fall threw, knock on wood for us. pregnet wood. last friday was crazy. and i'd still like to thank the birchanator for the help. the guest at alpine annoyed me, you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;hey pimp its andy.. i mean ashley.&lt;br /&gt;highlight of my &lt;b&gt; FILLED &lt;/b&gt; nite&lt;br /&gt;i bullshit^&lt;br /&gt;deeeeeee</content>
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    <title>high_d @ 2005-12-26T11:01:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-26T16:02:15Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-26T16:02:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">who would you want to get waisted with: ANdy and heidi&lt;br /&gt;that made my day gurls.&lt;br /&gt;X2</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:high_d:33668</id>
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    <title>we could hide inside ourselfs and leave the world behind</title>
    <published>2003-12-22T18:58:03Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-22T18:58:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im begging to think im the biggest loser out of us 8. i want stefanie to be my friend again, and i dont want to be shy. friday was.. weird. four more daze. katie, i hope you feel better.&lt;br /&gt;pointless entry once again.&lt;br /&gt;flipin'out.&lt;br /&gt;dee</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:high_d:33487</id>
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    <title>im going to be the man who gets drunk next to you.</title>
    <published>2003-12-16T19:24:00Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-16T19:24:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i dont think i will ever associtate with a being of the male race again. not after today, nope. jesse went fucking crazy on me, and let me stres the word &lt;b&gt; crazy! &lt;/b&gt; friday, is kyles party. any takers. last nite, made me happy. the phone made me happy. mirah, katie, damon.&lt;br /&gt;winter break count down:3 daze. &lt;br /&gt;goal of the week: be nicer to bily, ha.&lt;br /&gt;to the higher powers: please let miriah go out this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;news of the fatass: i ate 3 dinners last nite. huray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking highlite of my day&lt;br /&gt;fady: ahh im so annoying im i fucking chaldo. blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;kady: shut up, and get out of here&lt;br /&gt;fady: shut hte fuck up man&lt;br /&gt;kady: what are u going to do.. hit me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: HeIdiiiiiii&lt;br /&gt;Nicknames: dee&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: august the fucking 1st.&lt;br /&gt;Horoscope Sign: leooo&lt;br /&gt;Siblings: here we go. erica jesse corrie caitlin cj julia. &lt;br /&gt;Parents: melinda, ive got a sperm doaner that happends to be the father of the 6 other kids, not me.&lt;br /&gt;Marital Status: brandy 2-24-03&amp;lt;33333333&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color: brown, sopsivly red highlites.&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5'2 like cindy crawford&lt;br /&gt;Peircings: 2. usta 3, but 2.&lt;br /&gt;What's one thing you would change about yourself?: no coment.&lt;br /&gt;What's your most comfortable piece of clothing?: my little boy longjohns&lt;br /&gt;Goal in Life: mansion in cali, on the beach with a uh, i forgot the car. with.. uhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Five words to describe yourself: mexican, dirty, tall, wierd, hyper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOCIAL LIFE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can you usually be found?: my house.&lt;br /&gt;Who would you be with?: &lt;br /&gt;Are you timely or always late?: late, thanks stef.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like being around people or being alone?: acutally i like being around poeple. sometimes i dont like accositaing with them&lt;br /&gt;What’s your biggest turn off in the opposite sex?: repitive people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUT OF YOUR FRIENDS...WHO? &lt;br /&gt;Have you known the longest?: maria s&lt;br /&gt;Do you argue the most with?: stefanie, no doubt&lt;br /&gt;Do you always get along with?: brandyyyyy, and we just talkd about that.&lt;br /&gt;Is the most trustworthy?: a few..&lt;br /&gt;Makes you laugh the most?: miriah, chelsea, ect&lt;br /&gt;Has been there through all the hard times?: pretty much all of them&lt;br /&gt;Always has a man/woman?: katie burchantor&lt;br /&gt;Is the most sensitive?: katie? i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;Biggest loser?: heidi kasssellll&lt;br /&gt;Most unique?: all of us, thats how we do it.&lt;br /&gt;Has the coolest house?: ?&lt;br /&gt;Is the most encouraging?: ashley&lt;br /&gt;Is the shyest?: okay, shut up, i know i know.&lt;br /&gt;Is the most outgoing?: sarah er chelsea&lt;br /&gt;Is the most rebellious?: miriah&lt;br /&gt;Is the horniest?: katiieeee&lt;br /&gt;Is the most perfect?: u know them, they al are&lt;br /&gt;Is the laziest?: lily, STUBURN.&lt;br /&gt;Is most likely to become famous? eyyyyyy shannon&lt;br /&gt;Is most likely to have a million kids?: miriah, onthe farm&lt;br /&gt;Will lose their virginity first?: hah. &lt;br /&gt;Always wears a smile?: ILYSE!&lt;br /&gt;Is the smartest?: ashely, er sarah t&lt;br /&gt;Would, without thinking, die for you?: maybe a few&lt;br /&gt;Is the biggest flirt?: stefanie. hmm&lt;br /&gt;Needs a good man/woman?: all of us wihout one&lt;br /&gt;Has the weirdest taste in the opposite sex?: miriah, brnady.&lt;br /&gt;Are you most jealous of?: all of them&lt;br /&gt;Is a bad influence?: me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITES &lt;br /&gt;Color: macoroni and chesse orange&lt;br /&gt;Book: the lovley bones&lt;br /&gt;Food: omg, anything.. and everything&lt;br /&gt;TV show: degrassi &lt;br /&gt;Movie: dont be a menus to sc while drinking yo juice in the HOOOOOD.&lt;br /&gt;Month: april.&lt;br /&gt;Season: sring&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: berGo.kopec always.&lt;br /&gt;Number: 27 er 23455567349573948573485739847596987 and a half&lt;br /&gt;Soda: coke, HEYYYY SINCE WHEN!?&lt;br /&gt;Alcoholic beverage: fucking stay sober stay fresh&lt;br /&gt;Disney movie: all of em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID QUESTIONS &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been suspected of committing a crime?: hahah. halloweeeennnn 2002&lt;br /&gt;What super power would you want?: bring back time...&lt;br /&gt;Do you make fun of your friends?: yah, all the time, cuase we are all losers&lt;br /&gt;Words or phrases you over use: are u SERSOUse. hah no.&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy talking to your self?: yah.&lt;br /&gt;What's your biggest fear?: murders.&lt;br /&gt;What would you have liked to be named?: svani&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;What’s your most prized possession?: my pictures&lt;br /&gt;What’s the funniest word you can think of:  penis and vigina&lt;br /&gt;What songs bring back the most memories: i wanna soak up the sunnnnn&lt;br /&gt;Who/What are you thankful for?: my aunt&lt;br /&gt;Do you get along with your parents?: no, not at all&lt;br /&gt;Could a pack of wolves done a better job raising you?: hah proably.&lt;br /&gt;What time do you go to bed?: latley fucking late, wheres my appluse&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the most difficult thing you had to do?: ugggg alot latley.&lt;br /&gt;If you were stranded on a desert island, who would you want to be stuck with?: oh, u know. and svan&lt;br /&gt;If you were given one day to live what would you do?: go to flordia, than cali, than fucking find nick lachey&lt;br /&gt;What's the worst feeling in the world?: haveing no one who cares about you.&lt;br /&gt;The best?: knowing some one loves u no matter waht. bily ? haha.&lt;br /&gt;What's your best physical feature?: fuck you. okay?&lt;br /&gt;What’s the biggest lie you’ve ever told?: BAGELLLLLLLL. oh so many.&lt;br /&gt;who is your biggest crush: okay, please just lets sto here, and say damon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill finsih it later, bell.&lt;br /&gt;deeeee&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>ive waiting so long for my loves vibrations.. now im dancing by myself</title>
    <published>2003-12-10T04:36:16Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-10T04:36:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>les than jake- history of a boaring town</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ive gotten called a spik more times this past week than my fingers would count. tonite i relised life isent easy, and we cant get away with everthing. im sorry you guys=\.   &lt;br /&gt;she said: its so funny how life runs out soo fast, its just another waisted day.&lt;br /&gt;i usta say: id never stay, but im riding here today.&lt;br /&gt;a little less than jake for your souls.&lt;br /&gt;clear the chalk board with me" dec.12= not the end of the world, no not at all. just sad, understnad it if i want to or not. i dont think u will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, f l i p   o u t.&lt;br /&gt;-dee&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>if i could i would do all of this again</title>
    <published>2003-12-07T18:06:26Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-07T18:06:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">we could hide inside ourselfs. a 6th grade crush, travled to 9th is about to be left in michigan. nothing i can do about it, nothing i can say. i think im in love with saraht and chelsea, and with friday nite. my shyness was turnd upside down for 2 hours. I didn’t sleep at all. My eyes are heavy.. But I love with. All the yelling was worth my nite. This is the next best thing since taco salads.&lt;br /&gt;dee</content>
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    <title>kiss me in the snow</title>
    <published>2003-12-04T18:20:06Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-04T18:20:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>less than jake- surrender</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so we where talking.  last winter was &lt;b&gt; the best&lt;/b&gt; no one fought, eveyone loved each other, and even tho every one hated us, we still had soo much fun. i wish it could be like that again. oh wel.. im happy, only for what? 8 more days. its pathetic how im going about life, and how it makes me happy. im not fresh anymore, and i think i almost had a record, billy got mad. one year was brocken. life goes on.   my luck has been turnd up, dug up from the ground that it was barried in and last seen with brandy. birges class, and i have to flip. out.&lt;br /&gt;deeeee</content>
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    <title>just waiting here to fall</title>
    <published>2003-11-26T01:45:51Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-26T01:45:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>yellowcard-miles apart</lj:music>
    <content type="html">sometimes, i wish my mom would hug me. i cant remeber the last time she did. i hate lonleyness. uhhhh miriah knows how i feel and i like that. thank you lily, for last nite. less than jake will always be here. skankin'. i hurt so bad. off by one. my moods are still going and they come more than ever now, its tottaly kewl tho. susans dumping joey, she says he sucks in bed.. not as good as she does. decemeber 14 is the day i dred =[ my life will be over. shit, i gotta get courage.</content>
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    <title>take this pink ribon off my eyes</title>
    <published>2003-11-19T01:20:27Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-19T01:20:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>no doubt- im just a girl</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so, i have t.s.s, and no matter what, still love the name Zealous Rivalry. so, i owe stef so much money, but never seem to pay her back. so, my dad hates me, and my mom gets annoyed.so, i like no doubt, and spice girls. so what? so what, andys the hottest kid on earth, but im still way to scared to talk to him. so waht, less than jakes stil my favorite band since 6th grade, and lilys tottaly awsome. so what, im tottaly in love iwth the last name bachri, and all those gurls are beyone pretty, so what? so whatt me and brandy always talk about that one nite, and so waht that we dont have boyfriends. its tottaly kewl.  its tottaly kewl that billy thinks hes mean to me, when hes reely not. its tottaly kewl that i have like only 6 friends,  and only sit with 3 people at lunch. dont be jelouse. dont be jelouse that i still have a broken toe, and than he got one rite after i did. dont be jelouse that my red highlites are tottaly out of my hair, and its always gross. and dont be jelouse that in this entry i tottaly sound like i should be on a talkshow. you wanna? you wanna hangout wiht me this weekend. you wanna dial the digits. 9321459. im soo haveing like 20 stalkers after this one&lt;br /&gt;heiDEE</content>
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    <title>im not leaving you, IM not leaving.</title>
    <published>2003-11-14T17:57:36Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-14T17:57:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>rx bandits- i dont care</lj:music>
    <content type="html">you said ur said yourself gurl, bestthings in life are free. less than jake is coming soon, and soo is rxbandits. jelouse, of to much. nothing to write anymore. me and stef are good =]. me and brandy are on a hunt, even tho i had a perfect idea. andy, red. whos in?  i need to post pictures but it wont work. fuck you. svan, didi, and me.. all in a job... how perfect? id say so. stop picking, it sucks. we suck. no school straight for 2 days, w.b needs help, we're going brocker than walled lake.&lt;br /&gt;heiDEE</content>
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