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  <title>jen</title>
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  <updated>2008-02-13T19:18:18Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jenital:122749</id>
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    <title>jenital @ 2008-02-13T14:17:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-13T19:18:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-13T19:18:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm a retard and missed my final this morning&lt;br /&gt;buttt&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;IM GOIN TO DISNEYYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOON&lt;br /&gt;TONIGHT&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOO</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jenital:120719</id>
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    <title>this is a song</title>
    <published>2007-12-13T01:08:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-13T01:08:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>magic numbers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I don't wanna tell her&lt;br /&gt;No don't want to tell her&lt;br /&gt;I lie awake in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the beat of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Well baby look over your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;you're not alone in this love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna tell her&lt;br /&gt;No don't want to tell her&lt;br /&gt;That I've been thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the things that you do&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its over&lt;br /&gt;but over is not a word that you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it hurts me baby you know why&lt;br /&gt;I go it alone&lt;br /&gt;Hurt me baby if you like&lt;br /&gt;It's already gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna tell her&lt;br /&gt;No don't want to tell her&lt;br /&gt;I've been calling your name&lt;br /&gt;Each time it feels its in vain&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its over&lt;br /&gt;but over is not a word that you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna tell her&lt;br /&gt;No don't want to tell her&lt;br /&gt;I've been falling apart&lt;br /&gt;Broke every rule from the start&lt;br /&gt;Baby look over your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;you're not alone in this love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it hurts me baby you know why&lt;br /&gt;I go it alone&lt;br /&gt;Hurt me baby if you like&lt;br /&gt;It's already gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a song&lt;br /&gt;and these are the words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hear it&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna hear it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a song&lt;br /&gt;and these are the words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna tell her&lt;br /&gt;No don't want to tell her&lt;br /&gt;I lie awake in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the beat of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Well baby look over your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;you're not alone in this love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a really amazing song and i guarantee you love it or your money back.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jenital:119834</id>
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    <title>jenital @ 2007-11-05T16:46:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-05T21:50:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-05T21:50:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i have no fucking clue what i'm doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet i'm doing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which i think, maybe, is the worst part of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or, maybe, the best?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jenital:118967</id>
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    <title>chinese good luck cake</title>
    <published>2007-09-26T21:00:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-26T21:00:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">tasted like shit but i could sure use the luck</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jenital:118666</id>
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    <title>i got all i need</title>
    <published>2007-09-22T11:59:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-22T11:59:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">last night carissa's boyfriend eric came over for date night with "his girl and her girl."  he is a cook for a living, so naturally made us a most fabulous feed!  i was a maniac and smoked many a cigarette afterwards in hopeful attempt to..what do they call it...ah! digest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, beers, brews, hahas, later and it's 7 30 this morning and why do i feel like i'm in grade 6 again and gonna ralph in my bed?  BUT THEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carissa walks in with breakfast in bed baby!! now, i love breakfast.  whether i make it, you make it, or i just dream it...it makes me so happy.  but when made by &lt;br /&gt;a)a best friend&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;b)given to me during times of pain&lt;br /&gt;c)along side a plate of my vitamins&lt;br /&gt;then i just feel so like i have a bandana on my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway that's all.  i love the weekend.  and apparently i'm now one of those girls who has boys text messaging her.  who knew.  apparently i dont fear change as much as i thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also everyone should download the album by the Stars that is the remixes of set yourself on fire.  it's really good.  really really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and, most definitely, out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps 50S party tonight! i'm bringing a date; the 60s</content>
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    <title>jenital @ 2007-09-20T11:03:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-19T15:06:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-19T15:06:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it's that time of year again&lt;br /&gt;to cough up a lung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just in case anyone was wondering,&lt;br /&gt;yup, mine's still black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinks everywhere hate me</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jenital:118143</id>
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    <title>uh oh</title>
    <published>2007-09-18T20:39:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-18T20:41:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>otis</lj:music>
    <content type="html">for my tourism career development class we have to put together a portfolio due at the end of the semester.  it doesn't necessarily have to be travel-specific but the more you have that directly applies is, of course, an asset.  as we will all be responsible for finding internships next semester that will be within the industry.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's are coming together quite nicely.  people are asking questions like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what if i have won the same award for the last six years?  do i need to include all of them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What if i've won a bunch of trophies, should i just take pictures and place captions?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....uhhhh....  shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the while i'm thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a cat peed on that one travel certificate i had...shit.  okay well i have that dare one...i think..somewhere...oh! and one from dance when i was about 6.. yeah! that's right...i passed grade 2 ballet- right on! ....okay...think... what else... ....I think i still have that grade one certificate that says i can share........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......uhh.......shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't have anything i can contribute to a portfolio but things i have written (some published), pictures i have taken, pictures people have taken of me, clothes i have made/projects relating to that zombie line two years ago,  my drawings and paintings, and all that other creative mumbo jumbo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but can i just do that?  it's still a portfolio of sorts, right?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this assignment makes it seem like i'm in school for something i have nothing to proove i have interest in [however untrue] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will all come together in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all, the biggest pizza in the world wasn't made in one day</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jenital:117970</id>
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    <title>yes, mrs. jones- i brought the marijuana in the house and i'm taking it when i go!</title>
    <published>2007-08-28T03:11:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-28T03:13:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm so stoked and stroked (the right way) about where life is headed.  a little bit up and to the left, making all stops at family fun land and friends for life cereal county.  sheriff?  YOU! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother got back from australia last thursday which makes me just&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;happy!&lt;br /&gt;with him he brought his ADORABLE girlfriend hiromi. it makes me feel really fuzzy to see him so happy.  in fact, it makes me feel that way to see my whole family sharin and spreadin that whole happy vibe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday jaci and i went out as a dancing duo to bring on the revolution.  my feet dance better than i do&lt;br /&gt;sunday we had a murray family portrait party at my papa's.  it was such a blast!  then we went to my mom's for dinner, where jaci joined us and loved the salad so much she had to eat it all.  bacon bits included (and you call yourself a vegetarian... :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up after having a really messed up dream.  i didn't want to wake up, but i didn't want to fall back asleep only to be in the same dump of a dream land.  i never thought i would say that...how sad.  you see, there were snakes in the elevator, they were everywhere and, well, they are just my one and only fear in the universe.  it was awful, along with all the other things that were happening.  so i slither out of bed only to find out my computer has busted it's own nuts and doesn't work.  just spare me my pictures and music!  it's all i ever ask.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided it was up to me to cure my mood. i didn't pick this war! i did things today that made me happy.  i put on a huge and holey lemonheads shirt, made sure i looked extra slobby (which made me think i was some kind of b movie monster.  the slobbbbbbbb)  laid on my back, let jaci's internet sit on me and watched freaks &amp; geeks.  then it was on to eating lots of candy.  i realized it's not so bad to feel like a little girl.  hey, if candy makes me happy- why deny that?  and it's the only food i can fill up on without having to rub down the belly afterwards.  which gave me alot more time to...talk to my best friends.  always good for a happy time.  and tonight i went out for dinner with my family again, and made my mom my date.  because, well, she's a babe.  isn't that you do with babes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow morning me and chokeson are going to her orientation at the lakeshore campus.  scopin out some tail and then bookin it to my northern lights campus.  from there on i will get a 'special' schedule for next year.  i'm nervous, but pumped.  tomorrow i will find out if i can graduate this year.  please, if you're reading this, send out some positive vibes for me!  and while in the t-rex i get to see VEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE whom i love with all of my heart and yours.  then when i get home, scott and hiromi are making us an authentic japanese curry.  which will fuel my dancing bones for a night of jivin.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday my brothers scott, john, and rob (honorary broham) and hiromi will be doing the whole "mom's gone lets drink the parental 60s of assorted liquors!)  only to wake up the next morning to take a family adventure to centre island.  i'm so pumped like a blow up doll.  i get really home sick sometimes.  i just miss the feeling of waking up in a house with my family all there.  it has literally been handfuls of years of me living on my own.  sometimes i just like when someone else makes sure i'm fed and showered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings me to friday.  there is only one word to describe friday.&lt;br /&gt;PACKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday morning at 10am i will be found in elevators moving my life to a new and foreign place!  me and my bestest carissa will be moving into our sweet apartment in etobicoke.  14th floor and a view of the entire downtown toronto.  i'm excited to decorate and put together a tickle trunk of dress up fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday will find us all at labour of love doing our favourite things...partying and dancing all night long.  monday will be a recoop day and tuesday...well...tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i start school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here, my loves, is to one fucking amazing year&lt;br /&gt;i know it&lt;br /&gt;i can already taste it&lt;br /&gt;like a couldron of fun, beers, pizzas and everything else amazing in this universe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm sorry if anyone actually made it to this sentence.  i was just killing time until my dear jerry returned home.  and well, it happened.  so peace out and in, however you want it.  it's your life, you choose how you like your peace&lt;br /&gt;in a slice&lt;br /&gt;in a bowl&lt;br /&gt;with a knife&lt;br /&gt;on a roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love jen</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jenital:117617</id>
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    <title>i love a man in a nice cardigan</title>
    <published>2007-08-26T03:55:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-26T03:55:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v327/jenital/wowww.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he will be mine&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;oh, yes.  &lt;br /&gt;he  &lt;br /&gt;will.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jenital:116382</id>
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    <title>jenital @ 2007-07-26T12:22:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-26T16:23:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-26T16:23:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i got tartar control toothpaste... i still got tartar but that shit's under control. if the tartar get's outta line i'm like come on man you know the deal</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jenital:116020</id>
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    <title>laughing is easy</title>
    <published>2007-07-23T02:05:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-23T02:05:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">when laughings all you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't say this was a very good day&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;not at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless i were a liar</content>
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    <title>jenital @ 2007-07-13T17:36:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-12T21:37:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-12T21:39:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i wish i knew where an apple tree was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish wishes came true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to see mirah tomorrow!  but not only do i get to see mirah and her wonderful, beautiful music...but whitney and carissa, too!  if she doesn't play gone sugaring then...well, she will.  because i will yell at her until she does</content>
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    <title>honesty</title>
    <published>2007-05-27T03:56:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-27T03:56:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the jesus and mary chain- come on</lj:music>
    <content type="html">is the best policy, because otherwise people don't really know you!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i worked a rousing 11 hours at mon petit bakery.  it's a good thing jaci was drunk when i finally got home tonight, she'll do anything...like massage my feet on her way out the door.  and all it took was the magic words:  "cheese loaf!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom and one of her best friends came in to get some pizza at the bakery for lunch!  she got lipstick all over my cheek but it was fun!  i got to have my break with her, and she invited me over for a euchre tournament with her, my grandpa pa, and her boy jim.  i think i realize more and more why i love compromise.  all i had to do was change the kitty litter.  which gets used by SIX kittens and a cat.  all i had to do was stick my finger in goopy hidden dung surprise...to get a nutritious home-cooked meal!  see, when i get to that part i already forget what i had to go through.  it works&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blast.  there's that word again. &lt;br /&gt;i've got another dousy of a shift tomorrow and my alarm will wake me up at 6:00 am.  but, oh boy, do i love to snooze.  ahh sleep&lt;br /&gt;that's where i'm a viking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes you wanna feel, makes you wanna try, makes you wanna float up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in one week and seven minutes boo radley will be livin with me again!  leaving her kitties in the dust.  serves them right, though.  they are turning into little bitches like their dad, mr. west.  one of them tried to slit my wrists today...how will i explain this to the elders as i pass them their buns?  "i swear! my cat did it!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaah baby.  come on&lt;br /&gt;baby is the best</content>
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    <title>jenital @ 2007-05-07T16:04:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-07T20:08:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-07T20:08:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i don't know what to say!</content>
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    <title>it's all about the balance!</title>
    <published>2007-05-01T21:10:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-01T21:10:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i love it!!! &lt;br /&gt;life that is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since moving in i have already hung out with jaci (obviously,) kyla, jenny, martin, megan and met her friend bianca.  THEN THEN cait brodrick calls me up!  haven't seen her since grade 12...so she's gathered sarah and we're all gonna hang out!  and this is just the beginning!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention the maintaining of special friendships other places.  the phone calls are constant!  to carissa in milton, my mom, your mom, anto chan all over the place.  also keeping up with my high five correspondense (thank you techno...logy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i start my job at the bakery tomorrow!  i'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to see you all!  everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now</content>
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    <title>jenital @ 2007-05-01T14:28:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-01T13:31:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-01T13:31:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sia</lj:music>
    <content type="html">here i sit in burlington.  recovering from a night of drinking at the dickens.  (i DID say burlington, after all...)&lt;br /&gt;funny where life takes you eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss every single person, even the ones in this city. &lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't make me sad&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel very lucky&lt;br /&gt;to have such WONDERFUL PEOPLE IN MY LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you forever and ever world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warm me up and breathe me&lt;br /&gt;be my friend, hold me, wrap me up&lt;br /&gt;unfold me</content>
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    <title>just excited- one month 'til modest mouse</title>
    <published>2007-04-05T02:27:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-05T02:27:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">walked to your house on my lunch break, here it comes&lt;br /&gt;come inside and pour a drink, here it comes&lt;br /&gt;you'll probably tell me everything you think, here it comes&lt;br /&gt;the place and the time when we knew everything could go wrong&lt;br /&gt;grass grows green, could you step away from the screen&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean I dont want you to be seen, just like everyone&lt;br /&gt;grass grows green and its just everyone&lt;br /&gt;you always told me lifes a dam that breaks, here it comes&lt;br /&gt;if you sit still or if you roam well, here it comes&lt;br /&gt;so now we're drownin in birthday cakes well, here it comes&lt;br /&gt;the place and the time where we knew everything could go wrong&lt;br /&gt;keep it clean, I didn't mean to be mean, why does it always seem like I've &lt;br /&gt;never won&lt;br /&gt;keep it clean and no ones ever won&lt;br /&gt;the empty promise will make you sick, here it comes&lt;br /&gt;make a point to make no sense, well, here it comes&lt;br /&gt;speak about the future in the past tense, here it comes&lt;br /&gt;don't look down so what'd we do, here it comes&lt;br /&gt;walkin around with shit on our shoes, ohh well here it comes&lt;br /&gt;the place and the time where we knew that things would go wrong</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jenital:110095</id>
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    <title>jenital @ 2007-03-30T04:11:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-30T08:22:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-30T08:22:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yo yooo it's 4 11 that's 21 days till the under the bridge festivities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well everyday here is absolutely amazing, basically because i am struggling to keep my composure and type in a proper and legible form. for good measure let me spell stuff wrong:   yuro omm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay well a  day in the typical life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go to school, pay attention get my grades (100% on everything i g ot back by the way)&lt;br /&gt;then i come home, after successfully sitting through an entire accounting class, smoke smokes, determineour gameplan for the night&lt;br /&gt;decideto dance....OBVIOUSLY&lt;br /&gt;drink beers&lt;br /&gt;drinkinggames&lt;br /&gt;to the bar&lt;br /&gt;neighbour tries to kiss me&lt;br /&gt;then this other&lt;br /&gt;i started another dance revolution, proud to say...&lt;br /&gt;amongst the mid-aged paki men.  ...if you know what i mean&lt;br /&gt;go home with the boys to shady&lt;br /&gt;the thing about being one of the girls is you have to see your best dude friend's getu[set over some random chick that slept with the same douche i used to.  obviously she's not worth it [not sayin i'm not] but like really...it hurts me!  think of all the people w ewill meet in the next 5 years..let alone the res of ourlife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight me and cariisisa had smokes on the rooftop.  it was so plesaant. i am going to miss her so much.  i couldnt ask for  abetter friendd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying.  BEAR with me&lt;br /&gt;i tried to be responsible tonight soi could work on a project at school tomorrow but  all i want is flavaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, post bar, it seemed i was the only chick.  i decided to get all carrie bradshaw and  get down and gritty with what it's like when the ration of dude to chick is 12:1.  lets just say -  i had to always be concioous of what i was ding.  dudes are so funny. i love em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now im here.  i ran home, back to briarwood.  where carissa can be found sleeping like the deadm, and at  4 20 WOOO im lame like that, its like pothead rights or somehing...whatever! you can findme wishing 90210 was on and that someone was here to lint brush my back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until next time&lt;br /&gt;keep wishing, cause you really do never know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love always (cause there's really no other way to love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's a cute little dot.  i feel honoured.  thanks for naming me jen&lt;br /&gt;lets do this life justice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had absinthe</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>jenital @ 2007-03-25T21:29:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-26T01:31:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-26T01:31:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v327/jenital/thehoeppners.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was trying out crayons and it didn't go quite as planned, but i thought i should share it with you anyways.  so i dont just have a picture of your family on my wall without you knowing about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you!</content>
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    <title>ven diagram</title>
    <published>2007-03-19T23:37:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-19T23:37:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>built to spill</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v327/jenital/fdup119.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wax paper is fun!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>surreal life inspired</title>
    <published>2007-03-17T22:58:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-17T22:59:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">one of my biggest pet peeves in life stems from my fellow vegetarians.  you know, the ones who like to preach to the meat-eaters about why they shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost everyone who has made the concious decision in their life to refrain from the intake of meat, has had to deal with at least one person who opposed their decision.  it's probably the most frusturating thing in the world, because the conversation is completely unnecessary.  at one point, it got so bad in my family that my dad had to call family members pre-dinners to tell them to not bring it up or attack us with questions about why we're eating tofu and not pork chop, veggie dogs and not burgers, etc etc.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like we don't like to be preached AT, we should understand that just because we have decided to not do something, doesn't mean everyone has to.  personally, i have no problem preparing meat for anyone.  i see that it makes them happy to eat it, like it makes me happy not to.  i never care.  it's quite silly to.  you are allowed to eat whatever the heck you want, and no one should give a second thought about it.  it is your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this chick on the surreal life decided to go out to eric estrada (chips!) and vanilla ice and start attacking them mid late-night barbeque.  not only does it kill the party munch out moment for them, but it gives us a bad rep.  we're not all psycho, and if the conversation/debate were to arise, we'd have our facts alot more straight than her.  she compared eating meat to "eating your daughter."  and of course, it's not the same at all.  my favourite line was, "if you cook a parrot it turns into a chicken."  not that it relates to anything, just think it's funny when people who are trying to sound intelligent, give us every reason to laugh at them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention she has been noted as an avid leather fan, proud fur wearer, and the like.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, humans are crazy</content>
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    <title>still awesome</title>
    <published>2007-02-17T22:11:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-17T22:11:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the anniversary</lj:music>
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    <title>i don't care</title>
    <published>2007-02-14T23:21:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-14T23:22:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i think today is adorable.  to know there are all these people out there celebrating love for someone gives me the twinkles.  i love love.  all the different kinds of it!  especially &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.restaurantpassion-nj.com/images/heartshapedpizza.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone knows they're loved&lt;br /&gt;happy valentines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love jen</content>
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    <title>in life</title>
    <published>2007-02-07T19:47:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-07T19:47:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">everything&lt;br /&gt;about everything&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;special</content>
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    <title>jenital @ 2007-01-31T08:22:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-31T13:22:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-31T17:40:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">when is opposite day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i'ma say 'i hate you' so much</content>
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