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  <title>oh the days....</title>
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  <updated>2008-04-15T01:25:48Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jillieface:7641</id>
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    <title>jillieface @ 2008-04-14T18:24:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-15T01:25:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-15T01:25:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it has been one year since his momma past.&lt;br /&gt;poor baby, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=[</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jillieface:7247</id>
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    <title>Dreams?</title>
    <published>2008-02-24T21:18:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-24T21:18:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have been having a lot of dreams lately. Which is really weird because I never have dreams usually. I have had like three that I can remember in the past two weeks. One of them I got into a fight with a stupid bitch and fucked her up. I woke up and my heart was racing soooo fast it hurt. Another one I was at a funeral for my friends Grandpa. It was where the strawberry fields are on McHenry on your way to Modesto on the left right before Al's Furniture. and there were a bunch of fold-up chairs alllll on the field, like hundreds and thousands of them, and every single chair was filled so Cory and I had to stand. Neither of us felt comfortable there so we decided to leave. we walked up the road where Al's furniture is except on the right side of the road was the river piece on the other side of the bridge as if that was river road right there. We started to walk into a big crazy forest to walk down to the river...and then I woke up.&amp;nbsp; The last dream I had kinda made me happy in a way. There was some kind of family party going on and Cory and his Mom asked&amp;nbsp; me to watch Cory's little brother while they went to the store. But She like couldn't talk for some reason so everytime she wanted to say something she would whisper in his ear and he would say what she wanted. Cory said it was like that because I don't remember her voice, I think it's like that because everything she wants to say to people now comes out through him. It made me happy that I dreamt about her. Considering I only met her a few times before she died....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's a rare occasion of me to remember my dreams. And I remembered three of them.&amp;nbsp; It's pretty cool.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jillieface:7054</id>
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    <title>jillieface @ 2007-08-07T08:37:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-07T15:43:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-07T15:43:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm SO Incredibly scared right now.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe this is happening.&lt;br /&gt;Someone just make it all stop.&lt;br /&gt;Go back to yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Eddie will be fine if we just go back to yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Donnie won't be going away.&lt;br /&gt;please please go back to yesterday.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jillieface:6738</id>
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    <title>jillieface @ 2007-03-16T22:30:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-18T06:33:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-18T06:33:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the scene aesthetic-beauty in the breakdown</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It lies in the heart, the mind reassures itself through thoughts and processing. these will endure a temptation fueled by the heart and if you can master the point all together, then you will find the peace in your soul.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jillieface:6549</id>
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    <title>Chiiico</title>
    <published>2007-02-24T19:43:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-24T19:43:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Anti Flag- One Trillion Dollars</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Some are "crafty" and some are just pictures.&lt;br /&gt;maybe, tell me what you think?&lt;br /&gt;although I'm pretty sure Jane is theonly person whoever even gets on this thing anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v738/wildwillard/Picture006-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v738/wildwillard/Picture004-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v738/wildwillard/Picture003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v738/wildwillard/Picture005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v738/wildwillard/Picture008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v738/wildwillard/Picture014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v738/wildwillard/Picture009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v738/wildwillard/Picture015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v738/wildwillard/Picture016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END.&lt;br /&gt;=]</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jillieface:5940</id>
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    <title>Adventure</title>
    <published>2007-02-22T05:59:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-22T05:59:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so yesterday i went to Chico with Sierra and her mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went into a whole bunch of different art galleries. and a couple thrift stores.&lt;br /&gt;i only got a really cute ring with starts and moon crescents on it. but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! and i discovered the COOOOOLEST clothing store!&lt;br /&gt;called LuLu's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that when I get a job and Jane gets her liscence JAne and I will go to Chico and shop at LuLu's because Jane would hecka like that store.&lt;br /&gt;they have the cutest clothes.</content>
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    <title>jillieface @ 2007-02-13T10:34:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-13T18:35:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-13T18:35:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">doll la la la la lots of paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!%@#!$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woop</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jillieface:5626</id>
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    <title>lovetap!</title>
    <published>2006-12-12T02:59:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-12T02:59:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today my friend Alex "accidentally" elbowed me in the face. it was funny. really.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; it hurt!&lt;br /&gt;and he said it was a lovetap.&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me of my sister. yup.&lt;br /&gt;Jane. she would hit me and say ... it was a lovetap.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i love you too jane. buti really wish there was a different way of showing it from you.&lt;br /&gt;i also heard the word Gaylord today... haha.&lt;br /&gt;ohhh boy.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jillieface:5124</id>
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    <title>failed my drug test.</title>
    <published>2006-11-29T04:29:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-29T04:29:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Outkast</lj:music>
    <content type="html">basically for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK drug classes.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK drug tests.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK failing.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;damnit im so FUCKED.</content>
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    <title>jillieface @ 2006-11-05T12:32:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-05T20:32:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-05T20:32:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v738/wildwillard/photo012.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it isn't too bad for a cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; my camera is broken. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jillieface:4830</id>
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    <title>jillieface @ 2006-10-29T09:43:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-29T17:50:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-29T17:50:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mac Dre</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="i love kellie"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 667px; HEIGHT: 489px" height="552" width="734" alt="" src="http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f31/KillaKelie/000_5435.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 663px; HEIGHT: 508px" height="493" width="646" alt="" src="http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f31/KillaKelie/000_5391.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f31/KillaKelie/000_5387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="521" width="683" alt="" src="http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f31/KillaKelie/000_5389.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="502" width="656" alt="" src="http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f31/KillaKelie/000_5387.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f31/KillaKelie/000_5383.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f31/KillaKelie/000_5357.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are just weird. honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ily</content>
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    <title>jillieface @ 2006-09-25T07:16:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-25T14:18:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-25T14:20:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>usherrrr</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im in real need for a damn adventure. pronto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i have never been to santa cruuuuz.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;yep.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;nuff said&amp;nbsp;=]&lt;br /&gt;i'll give you a cookie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>jillieface @ 2006-09-24T02:43:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-24T09:50:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-24T09:50:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i am having a whole bunch of thoughts racing through my head right now.&lt;br /&gt;so lemme just get 'em ouuuut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="these thoughts. "&gt;i need to go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shouldn't have taken that nap today&lt;br /&gt;wow. i have lots of homework&lt;br /&gt;what movie should i see tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;-Gridiron gang&lt;br /&gt;-hollywoodland&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;-the covenent?&lt;br /&gt;knock me out?&lt;br /&gt;oh geeze. &lt;br /&gt;yay! dad just told me to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;now i have a reason too.&lt;br /&gt;because i wasn't in the mood for it eventhough i needed it and now i have too. =]&lt;br /&gt;thankyoulord. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>jillieface @ 2006-09-21T21:32:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-22T04:33:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-22T04:33:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As I was watching The Davinci Code. [an amazing movie by the way]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply said, "I wish my life could be an adventure like that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my Dad replied, "It is, I'm just waiting for the appointed time to tell you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah! i love him.</content>
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    <title>jillieface @ 2006-09-21T16:14:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-21T23:35:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-21T23:35:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Say Yes - Elliot Smith</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="sometimes these  things happen..."&gt;Prologue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Where did you take your default pic&lt;br /&gt;in my bathroom. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.What exactly are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;ha. wow actually a grey t-shirt with a pocket on the chest and some sweats. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What is your current problem?&lt;br /&gt;the essay that i still have to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.What makes you most happy?&lt;br /&gt;being able to see my real friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.What's the name of the song that you're listening to?&lt;br /&gt; Say Yes - Elliot Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Has anyone you've been really close with passed away?&lt;br /&gt;....kinda... we coud have been closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Do you ever watch MTV?&lt;br /&gt;my TV doesnt have MTV... but it has BET and i watch that lots when i actually DO watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What's something that really annoys you?&lt;br /&gt;when money isnt in order like.. the faces all the same way and the numbers not in order... like 1's then 5's then 10's ... yeah im weird... OH and pencils. ONLY Dixon Ticonderoga's and ONLY sharp. ick. its so gross to write with anything else.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Middle name&lt;br /&gt;Elaine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Nickname(s):&lt;br /&gt;hhaha. like a bajillion.&lt;br /&gt;Jillard&lt;br /&gt;Jill Pickle&lt;br /&gt;Boot-eh&lt;br /&gt;Willard&lt;br /&gt;haley calls me J.Lo.&lt;br /&gt;sooo many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Current location:&lt;br /&gt;Grass Valley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Eye color:&lt;br /&gt;GREEN and brown and yellow and red. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Do you live with your parents?&lt;br /&gt;my daddy &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Do you get along with your parent(s):&lt;br /&gt;hahaha . sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Are your parents married/separated/divorced?&lt;br /&gt;divorced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Do you have any Siblings?:&lt;br /&gt;JANE ELIZABETH!&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 3: Favorite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ice Cream:&lt;br /&gt;vanilla bean =] [granny tunred me onto it.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Season:&lt;br /&gt;autumn.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 4: Do You..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Write on your hand?&lt;br /&gt;ohhh yeah like ALL the time. hearts and starts and stuff.. and my homework &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Call people back:&lt;br /&gt;... no. wooops. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Believe in love:&lt;br /&gt;i have my days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sleep on a certain side of the bed?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. right by the wall. with the pillow on the wall though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have any bad habits?&lt;br /&gt;tons. i bite my nails thats the main one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Any mental health issues?&lt;br /&gt;haha i think i have ADD. and OCD. and tons others. Im a Hyprochondriac. =] mmhm yes i am.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 5: Have You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Broken a bone: nope not yet. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Sprained anything?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Had physical therapy?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;not physical...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Gotten stitches:&lt;br /&gt;yeah when i was like 0 i got like 3 stitches because i cracked open my chin. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Taken painkillers?&lt;br /&gt;holyshitballs yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Gone SCUBA diving or snorkeling?&lt;br /&gt;No. but i should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Thrown up at the dentist&lt;br /&gt;no.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Sworn in front of your parents:&lt;br /&gt;=/ yeahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Had detention:&lt;br /&gt;sure lots of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Been sent to the principal's office:&lt;br /&gt;ohhh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 6: Who/What was the last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Movie(s):&lt;br /&gt;?? i dont know? crazyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Person to text you?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lacey i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Person you called?&lt;br /&gt;probably my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Person you hugged?:&lt;br /&gt;??? dont know. my mom maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Person you tackled?:&lt;br /&gt;uhhhh? i haven't tackled someone in a really long time. i bet it was jacob though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Thing you touched?&lt;br /&gt;this keyboard that i am typing on....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Thing you ate?: ahm &amp;amp; cheeese omelet. it wasn't a very good one. my daddy usuallly makes them BOMB... but the ham was weird.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Thing you drank?:&lt;br /&gt;Diet Mountain Dewwwww. =]&lt;br /&gt;i need to stop drinking soda.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Thing you said?&lt;br /&gt;i was on the phone with jane and i think i said. K bye. &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck</title>
    <published>2006-09-20T19:55:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-20T19:55:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>this is the way i live....</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ugh. i have court tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fan[fucking]tastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoot me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored.</content>
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    <title>gahhhhh!!</title>
    <published>2006-08-15T07:02:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-15T07:02:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got my monroe pierced!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="and you know i had a photochoot with it &amp;lt;3"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right after it got pierced...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v738/wildwillard/beatboxxxin539.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;&amp; later on that day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v738/wildwillard/beatboxxxin548.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v738/wildwillard/beatboxxxin547.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v738/wildwillard/beatboxxxin550.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v738/wildwillard/beatboxxxin545.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! i love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>yes yes yes!</title>
    <published>2006-08-13T19:48:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-13T19:48:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>waiting line-zero 7 i think?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i am soon going to have this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v738/wildwillard/bmegl010388.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sooo excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;i will get a picture of mine.</content>
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    <title>:(</title>
    <published>2006-08-10T16:52:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-10T16:52:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ugh.... no more boyfriend. just when i thought things were going good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jane hurry up and  be up here already! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna play at the fair and stuff!!!!!</content>
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    <title>she was adorable!</title>
    <published>2006-08-06T03:24:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-06T03:24:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so basically i jsut saw the cutest little old lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always see her walking up and down our big huge hill and she makes me heckof sad. because she walks on a crutch. just one. and she always makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tonight me and dad drove by this bar and we see her out on the street HECK OF DANCING having the time of her life!! and i think wow she isn't sad at all she is just worn out from dancing all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i cried.</content>
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    <title>yay!</title>
    <published>2006-08-04T06:24:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-04T06:24:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OH EM GEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had thee cheeziest time with that on cute boy, and i loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. im such a sucker for the cheesey stuff. no joke. liiiike... stars and night time cloud watching. and just plain taking.i don't know, maybe im suuuper lame. but it was like fantastic. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;333 jilliewillie</content>
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    <title>jillieface @ 2006-07-22T11:13:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-22T18:16:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-22T18:16:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>loosen up my buttons? on someones myspace.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">im in a really weird mood lately.... like i just want to sleeeep. but not actually sleep. just lay there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummmm. so its really hott. and there is NO AC. and i might get grouchy real quick here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to goto a B-Day party for my cousin Quinn today and i am just NOT in the mood to talk to the famiy and stuff because they are going to say something Hella stupid i just know it. and i will get pissed off and i know that like the second i walk in the door. im going to feel lots of tension between us and its dumb. but oh well. they can talk all the shit they want.</content>
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    <title>jillieface @ 2006-06-29T13:50:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-29T20:47:12Z</published>
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    <content type="html">so there is this cute boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D</content>
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    <title>i really want to watch some strongbad</title>
    <published>2006-06-16T14:06:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-16T14:06:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Shins</lj:music>
    <content type="html">soooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved into an apartment !&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annnnnd we are in the process of moving in and we are bringing over the computers today and we will not have internet fooor awhile. i don't know how long but yeah, as long as i am out of those houses and stuff then i am fine. i don't have to deal with satan and her twin sister anymore for a long time so therefore i am good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had like 10 nilla wafers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;333</content>
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    <title>jillieface @ 2006-06-14T21:33:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-15T04:33:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-15T04:33:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ani DiFranco-Shy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">shy&lt;br /&gt;the heat is so great&lt;br /&gt;it plays tricks with the eye&lt;br /&gt;it turns the road to water &lt;br /&gt;and then from water to sky&lt;br /&gt;and there's a crack in the concrete floor&lt;br /&gt;and it starts at the sink&lt;br /&gt;there's a bathroom in a gas station &lt;br /&gt;and i've locked myself in it to think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and back in the city&lt;br /&gt;the sun bakes the trash on the curb&lt;br /&gt;the men are pissing in doorways&lt;br /&gt;and the rats are running in herds&lt;br /&gt;i've got a dream with your face in it&lt;br /&gt;that scares me awake&lt;br /&gt;i put too much on my table&lt;br /&gt;and now i got too much at stake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i might let you off easy&lt;br /&gt;yeah i might lead you on&lt;br /&gt;i might wait for you to look for me&lt;br /&gt;and then i might be gone&lt;br /&gt;where i come from and where i'm going &lt;br /&gt;and i'm lost in between&lt;br /&gt;i might go up to that phone booth&lt;br /&gt;and leave a veiled invitation on you machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you'll stop me, won't you&lt;br /&gt;if you've heard this one before&lt;br /&gt;the one where i surprise you &lt;br /&gt;by showing up at your front door&lt;br /&gt;saying 'let's not ask what's next, &lt;br /&gt;or how, or why'&lt;br /&gt;i am leaving in the morning&lt;br /&gt;so let's not be shy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the door opens, the room winces&lt;br /&gt;the housekeeper comes in without a warning&lt;br /&gt;i squint at the muscular motel light&lt;br /&gt;and say, hey good morning&lt;br /&gt;as she jumps, her keys jingle&lt;br /&gt;and she leaves as quickly as she came in&lt;br /&gt;i roll over and taste the pillow with my grin&lt;br /&gt;the sheets are twisted and damp&lt;br /&gt;and the heat is so great&lt;br /&gt;and i swear i can feel the mattress&lt;br /&gt;sinking underneath your weight&lt;br /&gt;oh sleep is like a fever&lt;br /&gt;and i'm glad when it ends&lt;br /&gt;and the road flows like a river&lt;br /&gt;and pulls me around every bend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you'll stop me, won't you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the heat is so great&lt;br /&gt;it plays tricks with the eye&lt;br /&gt;it turns road to water&lt;br /&gt;and water to sky&lt;br /&gt;and there's a crack in the concrete floor&lt;br /&gt;and it starts at the sink&lt;br /&gt;there's a bathroom in a gas station &lt;br /&gt;and i've locked myself&lt;br /&gt;in it to think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you'll stop me, won't you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ani DiFranco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you should bump it someday&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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