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  <title>Chelsea Anne</title>
  <subtitle>Chelsea Anne</subtitle>
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    <name>Chelsea Anne</name>
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  <updated>2009-09-18T01:27:05Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chelgopoo:48885</id>
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    <title>chelgopoo @ 2009-09-17T21:26:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-18T01:27:05Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-18T01:27:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;its funny b.c. i did exactly what i said i wasn't gunna do. fml.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chelgopoo:43683</id>
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    <title>chelgopoo @ 2009-03-27T12:10:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-27T16:10:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-27T16:10:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;today is a beautiful day :)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chelgopoo:43313</id>
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    <title>chelgopoo @ 2009-03-15T13:06:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-15T17:06:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-15T17:06:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">being on long island always puts a lot in the right perspective for me.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chelgopoo:40871</id>
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    <title>bud buds</title>
    <published>2009-02-12T05:09:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-12T05:09:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71); font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Hey jude, dont make it bad.&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;Take a sad song and make it better.&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;Remember to let her into your heart,&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;Then you can start to make it better.&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;Hey jude, dont be afraid.&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;You were made to go out and get her.&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;The minute you let her under your skin,&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;Then you begin to make it better.&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;And anytime you feel the pain, hey jude, refrain,&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;Dont carry the world upon your shoulders.&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;For well you know that its a fool who plays it cool&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;By making his world a little colder.&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;Hey jude, dont let me down.&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;You have found her, now go and get her.&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;Remember to let her into your heart,&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;Then you can start to make it better.&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;So let it out and let it in, hey jude, begin,&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;Youre waiting for someone to perform with.&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;And dont you know that its just you, hey jude, youll do,&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;The movement you need is on your shoulder.&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;Hey jude, dont make it bad.&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;Take a sad song and make it better.&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;Remember to let her under your skin,&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;Then youll begin to make it&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;Better better better better better better, oh.&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;&lt;br style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71); font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Na na na na na ,na na na, hey jude...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>San Fransico Treat</title>
    <published>2009-01-25T16:07:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-25T16:07:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/chelgopoo/pic/00007zyq/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/chelgopoo/pic/00007zyq/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chelgopoo:38790</id>
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    <title>chelgopoo @ 2009-01-16T23:57:00</title>
    <published>2009-01-17T05:06:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-17T05:06:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;my travels to san francisco are indescribable...therefore there is no reason for me to describe it in fulll i'll just state that after my visit i have decided i am going to move there after graduation in may also i have many pictures i'll post some :) there are many books i want to read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dharma bums&lt;br /&gt;cannery row&lt;br /&gt;revolutionary road&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the true blood books...&lt;br /&gt;the curious case of benjimin button&lt;br /&gt;and some others i cannot remember right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm watching the real world brooklyn and i can feel my brain cells dieing as we speak...</content>
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    <title>chelgopoo @ 2009-01-02T01:54:00</title>
    <published>2009-01-02T06:57:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-02T06:57:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/chelgopoo/pic/000061b9/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/chelgopoo/pic/000061b9/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;from top left to right...seale, myself, erica, kristen, and michelle...&lt;br /&gt;a random night in huntington... &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>mary jane.</title>
    <published>2008-12-29T02:02:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-29T02:02:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">marjiuana changed us too, but i wasn't destructive. dope in the sixties- a very different drug from the skunk kids smoke tday- was about peace, love, andincreasing awareness. it was the basis of flower power; it was innocent- pattie boyd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday pattie visited me and i decided to have a holiday party, which was a great time. conor did not come, i'm afraid he may be upset with me, but i don't want to give him the wrong idea and txt him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was the first time the buds all hung together since we've been home. back in the day, the minute we were home we would all meet up, these days it just isn't the same...the eight of us have so many different obligations and it has become increasingly difficult for us to be in one spot at the same time. but we pulled it together last night and it was like we were never apart just like the good ol' days. i'm beinning to accept the fact that we will not always be able to be together all the time smoking joints and drinking obscene amounts, i will always be so &lt;em&gt;grateful &lt;/em&gt;for the memories we've made while we are young and able to get away with the shit we get away with now. as time goes on the buds time together will dwindle but i know that the majority of us will remain friends, at least i hope/pray so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been having trouble focusing for awhile now, its beginning to affect me. i want to learn to focus on life and commit to something. i want to commit to something and i want to change the world. i've decided in order for me to do this i have to join the peace corps. i've been very apprehensive about it but i was reading the website today and just reading about it felt right. it felt like it was something i need to do. i know i will miss my family and my friends but its something i need to do inorder for me to grow up and move on with life after graduating in may. so my plan is to graduate in may move back in with my parents apply for the peace corps and get a job until i leave. i need this, like i needed italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Merry Christmas!!</title>
    <published>2008-12-27T17:35:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-27T17:43:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/chelgopoo/pic/00005f8b/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/chelgopoo/pic/00005f8b/s320x240" width="180" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas and Peace on Earth ☮</content>
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    <title>chelgopoo @ 2008-12-23T18:36:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-23T23:40:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-23T23:40:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">why must i pine for a boy that has a girlfriend? why can't i be interested in the boy that is taking me out to dinner very shortly?? why did i tell him i would go to dinner with him?? why is my life always a bunch of whys? what exactly am i searching for? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm reading 'wonderful tonight' the book about pattie boydes life and all i want is to marry george harrison and go to barbados for my honeymoon and travel to exotic places like tahiti and and india and be enlightened by a spiritual teacher and have awesome hippie clothes...one day it will happen for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rip george</content>
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    <title>chelgopoo @ 2008-12-23T04:38:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-23T04:40:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-23T04:40:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">She loves yah..yah....yah ;)</content>
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    <title>getting the led out.</title>
    <published>2008-12-16T15:47:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-16T15:47:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;I don't know how I'm gonna tell you, I can't play with you no more,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I'm gonna do what mama told me, My friend, the boy next door.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe what people saying, You're gonna let your hair hang down,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I'm satisfied to sit here working all day long, You're in the darker side of town.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm out I see you walking, Why don't your eyes see me,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be you've found another game to play, What did mama say to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*That's The Way, Oh, That's The Way it ought to be,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, mama say That's The Way it ought to stay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday I saw you standing by the river,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;And weren't those tears that filled your eyes,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;And all the fish that lay in dirty water dying,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Had they got you hypnotized?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday I saw you kissing tiny flowers,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;But all that lives is born to die.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;And so I say to you that nothing really matters,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;And all you do is stand and cry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say about it,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;When all you ears have turned away,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;But now's the time to look and look again at what you see,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Is that the way it ought to stay?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the way... That's the way it oughtta be&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't you know now, Mama said.. that's the way it's gonna stay, yeah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>the day we all wore purple &amp;lt;3</title>
    <published>2008-12-16T15:36:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-16T15:36:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/chelgopoo/pic/00002ksf/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/chelgopoo/pic/00002ksf/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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    <title>Good times...bad times...</title>
    <published>2008-12-10T21:09:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-10T21:09:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been messy a lot lately...I stayed up on adderol for 3 days, and than I started seeing things which was definatly not okay but I got what I needed to get done...done which was amazing, because I really didn't think I was going to be able to pull it off...I'm awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday was the last day of classes, sweet last fall semester ever! i feel so old. there is a lot of sorority drama lately as well, now you see, when I first decided to pledge my sorority I did so because I could tell these girls were somewhat dramaless, but this semester that has seem to taken a wicked turn, and I'm upset. Something needs to be done and we've been discussing changes and we are making moves and i really think that next semester will go much better...last night i got real fucked up to celebrate "reading day" haha...it was 3.5 girls ( say this because brun didn't drink that much), 2 bottles of champange, 1 giant jug of wine, a case of beer, and 3 blunts...sweet life. haha we had a great time, played with sparklers danced to lil wayne, ate a lot of food and had a great f'in time, perfect way to celebrate reading day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can and i cannot wait to go home. i can wait because i'm dreading seein conor and bein awkward around him...i'm excited because i get to be home in my bed with my family/friends, and because i'm going to san fran :) woohoo!!!</content>
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    <title>I am the way I am</title>
    <published>2008-11-30T07:41:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-30T07:41:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/chelgopoo/pic/00001rwf/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/chelgopoo/pic/00001rwf/s320x240" width="180" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 my heart...i love him :)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chelgopoo:34011</id>
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    <title>chelgopoo @ 2008-11-14T07:35:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-14T07:36:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-14T07:36:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My dream was too sweet :/</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chelgopoo:33364</id>
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    <title>put a little boogie in it.</title>
    <published>2008-11-13T02:49:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-13T02:49:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">okay he wiped his boogers on me...i think its safe to say it's done lol.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chelgopoo:31934</id>
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    <title>wishing...</title>
    <published>2008-10-06T04:44:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-06T04:44:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i've been wishing for a lot things lately....i don't want to wish any more i want things to happen...i need work harder on living in the now....and thats alll i have to say&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chelgopoo:31422</id>
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    <title>chelgopoo @ 2008-10-02T00:15:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-02T04:36:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-02T04:36:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;i have this very strong feeling i'm going to fail bio. i'm going to try my hardest not too but I'm very lost. today was a very stressful day, but it kept my mind off of certain things. but then in night class i go stuck in thoughts about boy i didn't want to be in so hard to get out, i over analyze...i think it's because of my major...and possibly the pot. pledging wen well tonight when all was said and done. but there was a lotta drama before hand i took care of it, but i freaked a little...oh bb read all my txt messages mad awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my friends so much. i love being here but certain things only the girls can understand.</content>
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    <title>chelgopoo @ 2008-10-01T00:42:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-01T04:43:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-01T05:00:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;i did school work today :) and i got a sick parking spot...haha it's the little things in life.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm just waiting for carn to get the fuck off the phone so i could go to bed. my little loves to tell me when she sees him...sometimes it makes me upset...she is so dumb.</content>
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    <title>chelgopoo @ 2008-09-30T11:26:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-30T15:33:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-30T15:33:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">woohoo! pledging has offically begun...whateva. i enjoy it...i enjoy my position its a good time, and most of all i enjoy hanging out with the girls all the time. even though by the end i want to slap some of them. i haven't been doing ANY school work, which today I&amp;nbsp;decided needs to come to an end, i'm putting an end to the boy and me thing to now, just because he has a woman and this is bad karma for me. although i do enjoy being with him too. he texted me he most hypocritical crap sunday I just decided I can't handle it....i don't like the limbo and i don't like keeping the secret...although at first it was fun, but now i think i just really like him and seeing him with his girl makes me sad. so i think these days i'm just going to do my work and go to pledging, no more smoking and drinking and hooking up in public. well i mean i'll go out with the girls on the weekends but not every night like whats been going on lately in my life. i wish i didn't have the worst timing ever.</content>
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    <title>chelgopoo @ 2008-09-28T18:02:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-28T22:04:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-28T22:04:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the only person/kid i suppose that can make my really shitty moods turn into good ones is my cousin vincent. no matter what is going on in my life all i have to do is talk/hang out with him and he restores my hope in the world &amp;lt;3 he'll never truely understand that....well at least not right now....maybe when he is older ill explain this to him.</content>
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    <title>chelgopoo @ 2008-09-28T17:36:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-28T21:36:52Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;sometimes i truely believe i'm just better off alone.</content>
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    <title>chelgopoo @ 2008-09-22T15:11:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-22T19:12:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-22T19:12:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really wish i could figure out how to erase ast entries. some of these are absolutely ridiculous, i cannot believe how much my life has changed in such a short amount of time. it is too weird.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>chelgopoo @ 2008-09-21T14:58:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-21T19:13:46Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;there are so many things i want to say, i don't know where to start. i guess i would start with my family. my father, i can't handle him. I&amp;nbsp;know he has got a problem but no matter what my mother says it doesn't matter, i suppose thats the definition of an addict huh? i love him but i have no respect for him, hopefully one day I will. Hopefully some day in the near future. I really hate the way my mom deals with the situation too. But I&amp;nbsp;can't judge her who the fuck knows how I&amp;nbsp;would deal with my father. We never talk about it. We only make awkward comments about it. So weird, usually it starts with me leaving bowls/baggies/nugs around, baha, I have a stoners memory thats for sure. I love my mom though. Although this past summer I realized I can no longer live with my parents, thats why I'm really glad I'm at school. I guess I&amp;nbsp;feel like its time for me to move on and live my life without the support, unfortunately I'm financially dependent on them still, hopefully when i graduate i'll either get a sick job and start paying them back or be off to the peace corp to make a difference in the world. I&amp;nbsp;really hope I&amp;nbsp;can pay them back may be buy the house for them or something, I&amp;nbsp;owe them life man. My parents are the shit. i guess thats all i have to say for right now.</content>
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