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  <title>Danielle Sibilsky</title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Aug 2006 16:21:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hidy ho there neighbor!!</title>
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  <description>ill tell you something, roomates, now there is a fun subject. i myself am not a huge fan of roomates anymore, it was fun and what not, but i would much rather live by myself... speaking of, derrick and i broke up. oh yeah, its real fun. i actually did the breaking up. felt great about it, didnt even see him the first day.... things were good. then we actually spent a few hours together last night before i went out and did my thing, and it wasnt that weird. we actually talked, and we were making teasing remarks about each other going out and getting theirs and leaving a sock on the door if we brought someone home... great fun, not too weird, good. then i get home from the bar and im sitting at the table on the phone, and he comes home... so we end up talking for the first time about our situation. we both agree that this is a good thing and we need the time apart and yah yah yah yah. it was really weird cuz were actually getting along really really well, but still being broken up and doing our own things... wow, that took a lot to say but seriously, im excited about this, were happy and single and a great set of roomates!!! hooray for beer!! ciao</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Aug 2006 19:53:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>holy moly, i havent written in forever! well, i have finally gotten the internet to work at our apartment, things are good. i work all the time, my car is in the shop, im learning how to save money, but everytime i actually get some saved up, something happens and i have to spend it, like repairing my car!! dont have a lot of time to talk, im on a break from work... i went shopping at derricks work today, i went there to get his keys and just couldnt hold back! at least i got work clothes instead of random shit!! anywho, i have to go finish my laundry and shower... chat later</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Apr 2006 17:17:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>oh goodness, you&apos;ll love this one!! like mother like daughter!!!</title>
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  <description>a news clipping from the sault sainte marie news paper.... ENJOY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story created Apr 22, 2006 - 17:52:28 EDT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Pair arrested&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAULT STE. MARIE - Sault Police were called to a local apartment complex early Saturday morning on a disturbance complaint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officers arrived to find the source of the noise and attempted to speak with those inside only to find the resident uncooperative. Derrick R. Babinsky, 19, of the Sault was arrested for running a disorderly house and minor consuming and subsequently booked into the Chippewa County Jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A second occupants, Danielle M. Sibilsky, 20, of the Sault was also arrested on a charge of minor consuming and lodged in the Chippewa County Jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remaining revelers were sent home and no further law enforcement action was taken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah!!! im a big girl now!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 07 Mar 2006 23:17:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hold on to your underpants!!</title>
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  <description>ok... i moved, derrick and i are in our new apartment now, its lovely! so, all things are changing right now...ill put it in a list form cuz i know this is gonna whiz by a few of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) today is my last day smoking cigarettes! as of tomorrow i will not be a smoker any more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) i am on a gung hoe trip of working out, eating right, and getting that body ive always dreamed of, and i plan on having it by the time i can go out in public in my bikini!  im up for anybody that wants to tag along... i might even be getting those home workout videos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) i got a new job bartending at applebee&apos;s, very excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) im pretty much just sick and tired of watching my life go by as if i played no part in it, im going proactive! ive gotta do something with myself, especially now to keep my mind off smoking!! i want to try crazy things and experience what is out there, im sick of being afraid, i want to learn how to dance a hundered different dances, i want to learn how to kick the shit out of somebody 3 times my size, i want to play sports on a team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired of sitting around waiting for something good to happen, im ready to get off my lazy fatso ass and DO something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah, schools still in there somewhere, ive just been winging it on that front. all i have to do is pass, and thats all i can stress myself out with right now. midterm grades are good, 89% in a&amp;p, passing in aging populations, withdrawl in microbiology, and nothing in nutrition yet, but i know its at least a b!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, time to go watch a movie and bounce around on my exercise ball some more!!&lt;br /&gt;keep it real</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Dec 2005 00:45:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>FINALS!!! hoo raah poo poo!!!</title>
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  <description>so finals week is here... three exams tuesday (yup thats today... im done with them now), and one exam wednesday! oh yeah... this is awesome! i just cant wait until i walk outta the classroom of my last exam... i cant wait to sleep tonight! i only got like 3 1/2 hours of sleep last night cuz i was up until like 8 this morning studying... then i had my exam at 12. how fun! ive had to explain to 3 family members today my situation on when im coming home and when im leaving... kinda funny that they even want to know what time ill be there... i know its hard trying to fit all our family together on one day when theres only like 2 or 3 to choose from! grrah! mind you ive only had a few ours of sleep so instead of telling my dad i was coming home on christmas eve i kept saying &quot;friday the 24th, new years eve&quot; hint: CHRISTMAS eve is on the 24th, but the 24th is a saturday! oh yeah, im a smart one today... which is ironic that im this brain dead and taking final exams... alright... time to cram for one last exam... then its off to PARADISE!!   (Paradise is a little ol place i like to call... not doing a damn thing... well that doesnt start until sunday after derricks gone :( cuz i have to work wed thurs fri sat... and derrick leaves sat! so maybe ill spend all my time cleaning and reorganizing considering we should be moving in a few months now! thats if we dont get evicted first!) &lt;br /&gt;alrighty folks... merry christmas to all and to all a good night!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 Dec 2005 18:31:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>cold and tired!</title>
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  <description>oh my im sick as a dog! i have been for the past two weeks, it is kicking my ass. finals are next week, ive been studying for those. i cannot wait until this semester is over!! the only bad thing is my honey is leaving right after finals are over! i think while hes gone im going to work and sleep like a mad woman! i cant wait to go home for christmas. im dying to see my family. im kinda upset though cuz i have so much family to see and i wont have the time to see them. i just want to give my gifts to my family and spend that time with them. im hungry... gonna go make pancakes with derrick! and all you veterans... you know what that means!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Nov 2005 22:52:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>im in the mood for some misletoe!!</title>
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  <description>christmas is about a month away and i cannot help myself. this is one of the first years since early adolescents i have been excited about christmas! i use to get depressed and gloomy, but not this year! i am spreading enough holiday cheer to suffocate a moose! i bought a tree, decorated it, its a cross between charlie brown and a really bad hair cut!! i bought a ton of presents for the family... already wrapped them and placed them under my beautiful tree! cant wait to do some more shopping!! i love buying people presents! i LOVE watching them open them... i swear i get more excited than they do!! only thing im sad about this year is nat having derrick around for a while. hes leaving the 17th for chicago and not coming home until the 29th! my mom want to buy me a plane ticket to chicago as my christmas present... but i hardly have enough time to see my own family, let alone his. i really wish i could get all that time off work... it would be amazing... i dont go home for any other holiday... i dont ever go ANYWHERE and i have like 4-5 families down home, real family from parents divorcing and re-marrying, and &quot;family&quot; who dont share blood, but share more than my real family does! only thing that is good and bad about growing up in a broken home... you end up with all your friends parents being more of a mother to you than yours was, and never enough time to spend with any of them! i love the fact that i have soo  many people to care for that care about me, but i hate that i cant even see them for more than a half hour for the holidays! oh well, i guess thats life. at least theyre still there for me to see in that half hour!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope thanksgiving was great for everyone... no family feuds is usually a good sign!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Nov 2005 22:29:08 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>not much has really been happening. i guess no news is good news most of the time. finally getting processed at the apartment i want. really nervous that its not going to work cuz im sure my parents claimed me on their taxes, which fucks me over YET again! schools going really well, im passing all of my classes, some better than others. this semesters almost over thank god. work is going good, ive FINALLY had some weekend nights off!! the family up here is great! derrick and i are great as long as neither of us get hammered from drinking hard alcohol! hey, life is a learning experience and im enjoying it! cant wait to see my family for christmas! talk later!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Oct 2005 01:38:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>a loss for words</title>
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  <description>i feel that i have so much on my plate right now that it makes me sick to even think about taking it all in. there is so much on my mind and so many undescribable emotions in my heart that i dont even know how to express any of it. i feel like i could write for days trying to get out how i feel but then i try and i can only get three, i-dont-know. im lost, confused, worried, stressed, scared, heartbroken, joyful, angry, depressed, anxious, dwelling, hurt, sad.... the list goes on... see, i just cant explain, i really cant. and for some reason my mind and my heart wont let me try. it all hides until im alone. then it all tries to come out at once and i cant handle it. amanda has been so right about me all these years. even when she would analyze me and id bit my tounge to not lash out and take what she says offensively... she was right. there is a handful of things that just make me want to jump and shout and be happy... but its like i dread being happy becasue eventually something is going to come along and tear those happy moments out of the thin air so i cant enjoy them. im just overwhelmed with emotions, and all i want is a day to sit and write like i use to, before college, to just get it all out. now i dont even have the time to deal with my problems. i hardly have enough time to eat! well, speaking of time, im wasting it even trying to sove a little peice of my puzzle. of course, another exam to study for... which if i dont fail this one would be grand!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Oct 2005 21:07:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>update!</title>
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  <description>well well well. just got done with my huge patho exam so im in a good mood! oh my, before my exam derrick and i decided to get something to eat at the galley. its kinda like a mini fast food place on campus. so we got there at like a quarter after 3, thinking my exam is at 4 we&apos;ll have plenty of time. needless to say the irony of college students not knowing how to make food when its their job helped me get through the situation. i was a bit frustrated. so, halloween is coming up, derrick and i are going to his parents&apos; on sunday (like always) and were going to carve pumpkins with his little brother and sister. they are absolutely adorable! i love those guys! his whole family in fact. they are amazing! his step-mom already has a collection of shit for us to put in our apartment when we get it! shes as excited as i am! then im having thanksgiving dinner with his family as well. christmas im coming home... who knows for how long... and then new years day i plan on flying out to cali. i NEED a vacation! sometimes i feel really cluttered with shit to do, but at the same time, for the first time ever, i finally feel like things are going good for me. well, gotta do some stats hmwk b4 class. chat later!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2005 21:52:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>humbug</title>
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  <description>bad day today! couldnt sleep last night because i was upset and stressed. then i had to get up at 8, had a doc appointment at 9 find out that i just have really bad luck and keep getting uti&apos;s of some sort. then we switched me from pill to depo... cool, but now my arm fucking hurts. its tuesday, i hate tuesdays, i have class all day. 90% of the time i hate being in love, because if i wasnt this shit wouldnt piss me off so much. i just hate that im emotional right now, and i hate that derrick is the one who keeps getting on my bad side, or making me upset. he doesnt really understand, and he obviously cant look beyond the fact that im the bad guy. the way ive felt today, i wish i wouldnt have taken him back last week, that wouldve made all this so much easier! i do love him, with all my heart, but that just means im allowed to hate him at least every other day! i hope this shit gets better before i fill out the apartment application, because as of now him and i are getting an apartment together... if shit doesnt get better... i dunno, im bitching. fuck, i have another class to go to. peace.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2005 17:31:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>well... today i woke up and made me and derrick breakfast. we had ham egg and cheese bagels. then came to school, had an exam in abnormal psych... sat in the library for fifteen minutes b4 exam. walking to exam smoking cigarette, stopped outside building to finish cigarette saw barnabas and friend walking towards building! made eye contact, looked away. looked back, he was still looking and then he waved! HE WAVED FIRST! ok i know im retarded and it really shouldnt matter but, for some reason it does. that made me so happy that i wasnt even nervous about taking my exam ne more. then i think my exam went ok, i knew most of it and felt that i was on top of things. now im sitting in library writing because im waiting for derrick to get outta his exam. then i need to go get my nails done before i have class again tonight cuz i have to work and i broke 3 nails!! all is well. hm... i guess ill chat later. oh yeah... im nervous, its not even october yet and its fucking FREEZING outside!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2005 21:37:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>wow. life is life. shit happens in all directions. i hardley know which way is up anymore. quit k-mart, just working at the bar now. LOVE IT! always have a million things to do. worst day today... woke up later than i wanted to. wanted to get more studying in this morning, so i got ready, went to leave, got in my car.... recap &quot;last night when i got home from work i had to pee so fucking bad i left my shit in my car and ran to the bathroom. i asked derrick (the king of door locking) to go grab my bag and my purse outta my car for me, he does&quot; so this morning i get into my car to come to school, doors not locked, and OH MY GOD! MY CD PLAYER IS GONE!!! those same mother fuckers from earlier in the summer im sure just so happened to FUCK MY DAY UP! so now im stressed and i cant think straight, but oh well, i have an exam at 4pm in pathophysiology, over 10 chapters, and the exam is only 40 questions! holy fuck! so i studied all day in between classes, in my other classes... took the exam, sure i fist fucked it in the asshole... or vice versa... i dont know, i just know it hurts! more class today. then i have to study for abnormal psych exam on thurs.... and then i work thurs fri and sat. wow... its only tues and my week is over! i either need to smoke a doob or get hammered! i cant handle this shit. well, i can and i will, i just dont want to most of the time. i want a vacation!! house has been really good lately, like past week or 2. everyone has been keeping up on cleaning! AWESOME! yeah... trivial trivial trivial... i need a smoke!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 May 2005 19:45:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>recap</title>
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  <description>been forever and a day since ive posted... like everyone else has said we just moved in and have no internet yet so.... but, we are within walking distance from campus so between work and cleaning ill try to make it up here to fill yall in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;job &lt;br /&gt;so, i got a job at amici&apos;s family italian resaurant here in town. its nothing special at all... but its money. id have to say its the shittiest restaurant ive ever worked at. but i guess here in the soo you wouldnt make that much in tips cuz you wouldnt have that much business. but oh well, it works, ive worked 3 days and i know what im doing. crazy unbelievable thing is... i work from 6:30 am to 2 pm!! yes, i get up that fucking early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;house&lt;br /&gt;the house is a pig stye, ive been trying to pick up and clean and get everything situated, but most of the time i feel like im just wasting my time cuz everytime i get something done, someone is coming in behind me and fucking it up. i know its taking forever for the 5 of us to move in, especially because weve had other things to take care of, but this has gone on long enough. i just want our home to LOOK like a home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys&lt;br /&gt;so, derrick and i are good. gosh i dont even know what to do with this kid. he makes me feel things that i have never ever felt before. just the way he makes me smile, the things he says, and OH GOD the things he does! everyone has been giving me a tough time, but it interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotsta run errands with big dave-o!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Apr 2005 18:03:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>really short and sweet</title>
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  <description>KEGGER AT OUR NEW HOUSE TONIGHT!!!! SO SO SO STOKED!!&lt;br /&gt;and.... IM THE HAPPIEST PERSON IN THE WORLD RIGHT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;How in the hell do i get so fucking lucky all the time?? why is it that whenever im not looking for a guy they just fall into my lap?? i dunno, but im not complaining right now cuz i think i actually caught a good one this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cheer for tonight... &quot;to new beginings and ends, and all the friends made in between!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottoms up!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Apr 2005 14:19:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>OH FUCK!!!</title>
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  <description>i just got to my humanities class to take my exam... too bad i was like 5 minutes late. well, ive seen people come in late before and evidently... not today. the doors are locked and i cant get in! i dont know what the fuck im going to do... id probably be better off not even taking it but... i need at least the 20% worth of points. im hoping he has sympathy... im going to wait outside his office and try talking to him after the exam is over. hopefully he lets me take it. im so fucked if he doesnt. and it really pisses me off because i could have brought my book and i could be studying right now just in case he does let me take it... but i guess this is only fair. i know its my fault i was running late... but, i didnt think he was going to shut and lock the doors! GRRRRRRRRR! i hope i hope i hope. but now i have like 45 mins to waste and i dont know what to do. im shaking right now im so nervous hes not going to let me take it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i always end up fucking myself like this???</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Apr 2005 16:44:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>news is just news....</title>
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  <description>so... yet again, sitting in the lbr between classes, should probably try doing some last minute studying... but that would probably just fuck me up so... here i sit and tell everyone about what has been going on in my life lately... funny thing is... 90% of the people who read this are here and know what is going on... find that little tid bit amusing. but ill chat on anyways for the few who arent around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! so im single, as of sunday. it was a completely mutual agreement thing... very awesome. LOVIN THE SINGLE LIFE! i knew that once i was single i was going to be in trouble, i warned most of you... and now... geez! so, derek is my new &quot;snuggle buddy&quot;. its kinda cute in a &quot;make me wanna puke way&quot; how he comes over in the morning and snuggles up next to me. oh yeah, and when i come home from class and hes still in my bed, or how we walk to class together. EWW!! ok, shut up, im not really complaining... hes good for what hes worth! just taking this time to really enjoy myself, and my friends, and meet new people. this weekend us girls are suppose to be going to a party with new people, new faces, in a new location. that makes me really happy because the same ol shit starts to get really boring after a while. this week has flown by, and it feels like a did a shit ton of NOTHING. like school wise... i feel like i havent really stressed myself out over school work this week at all, and that feel fucking great! but, i do have to get going, i have an exam in like 15 mins, and i still have to get a scantron and smoke a cigarette!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** and everyone put andy in your prayers tonight, he is dealing with some serious shit right now, hes probably going to need people there to help him through this (doug, ill talk to you about this later)**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hasta</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2005 16:10:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>lots of thoughts.... dont know what to do with them</title>
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  <description>so, here i am sitting in the lbr after class, again. ive already scheduled my classes, ive already figured out all my financial aid bullshit, so what else is there to do.... sit and think, and think some more... i am so confused right now i dont even know what to do. i need to just rid myself of boys for a long long time. dont get me wrong... i love steve to death, hes a great guy and i love whtat we have. i love who i am when im with him... but thats the problem... im never with him. long distance relationships are great. i think if you are in a serious relationship and plan on being with this person forever that distance is a great option... even if only for a month or two. it really help my relationship with mark. for crying out loud i was engaged to the boy... and he was on the other side of the country. your relationship grows so much stronger when you are apart... and it also helps you realize whether or not your making the right decision. problem here... i dont want a serious relationship. im not even sure i want a relationship at all... i just... i just want to be happy and have fun and be me. i know im doing all that now with steve, but i think i need to discover who me is. me single is not a person i know. and i dont want to hurt steve, and i think my best option is to talk to him about this now before things get too serious. also... this weekend is rcb... i really want to go with him and spend this weekend with him... but i dunno... things just arent working to my advantage of going to the dance... i mean... i have no way to get my hair done... i dont even know what dress im gonna wear dont know if i even have shoes, dont have a shawly thing or a purse thing... dont have a ride over there, or any fucking clue where its at... it just seems like i shouldnt be going, like some unseen force is preventing me from going... and im sick. i just feel like he would have a better time without me there. maybe he would. i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, theres the shit doug and i talk about... yesterday he was on this huge kick of trying to explain to me how &quot;hott&quot; i am, and how soooo many guys want me... somehow that backfired and when i looked in the mirror shortly after that convorsation... i just wanted to cry... when i look in the mirror, i see me. doug makes it sound like everyone else sees something completely different. i dont understand sometimes... i mean i see all these other girls who i think are just absolutely gorgeous... and they dont see it either, or they are being modest. i dunno what my problem is. kinda another reason why i wanted to go to rcb, i wanted to put on a dress and feel pretty. but the way i am feeling right now, it would probably make me feel worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, this weekend is reserved for laying in bed feeling like asshole. i wonder if i just stay in if ill even see steve while hes up here. i hope so... cuz i really need to talk to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, well, im gonna go home, lay down for 45 mins, get dressed for work, go eat lunch with dougie, and go to work until 3. then come home, clean, study, cough my left lung out, go to dinner, go to lbr and study until i give up in total frustration! sounds like a great day dont it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syllyb</description>
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  <lj:music>the shit in my lungs when i breathe</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2005 00:29:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>laaady daaah</title>
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  <description>so, GREAT FUCKING WEEKEND! thanx to everyone who participated. obviously some people are/were upset about little things that happened... dont have a problem with that.... but its all just little petty shit... all in all this was a terrific weekend. then today, felt like sunday ALL day, still does. great day for revenge though! the boys got us twice, and i just read that they got us again... im kinda upset that i missed that one, but really upset that it sounds like they did to us what i wanted to do to them.... hmmmmmmmm... im gonna have to start thinking of something better. im sitting at the library getting ready to study for humanities... yay go fight win! love exams!!! weird thing is... i have so much on my mind right now... that my mind is almost numb to it all... i just dont even know where to start thinking about shit, so i dont! oh, and im sick as a mother fucker... dont know who started it *HM HMM (dayna and char)** but now everyone is sick with the same damn thing.... and it fucking sucks... i feel like my lungs are on fire and my throat shrunk up to an itty bitty hole. oh well... i guess ill get over it. love chicken noodle soup though if anyone knows someone who wants to come over and feed me... half naked with bulging muscles.... that would probably make me feel a TON better!! well... off to learning land... chat later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syllyb</description>
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  <lj:music>top gun theme song....and im dancing to it too!!!</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Mar 2005 23:54:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;form action=&quot;http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/do-survey.php&quot; method=&quot;post&quot; target=&quot;_new&quot;&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot; bordercolor=&quot;#efefef&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;question1&quot; value=&quot;TELL+ME+ABOUT+YOURSELF+-+The+Survey&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;type1&quot; value=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Name:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Danielle Sibilsky&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;question2&quot; value=&quot;Name%3A&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;type2&quot; value=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; 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align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;In the past month have you gone to a Mall:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;yes.. in green bay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;question45&quot; value=&quot;In+the+past+month+have+you+gone+to+a+Mall%3A&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;type45&quot; value=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;yes... in a week at linds&apos; over spring break&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;question46&quot; value=&quot;In+the+past+month+have+you+eaten+a+box+of+Oreos%3A&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;type46&quot; value=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;In the past month have you eaten Sushi:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;no, never have&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; 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align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;no, but i have danced around naked for some people&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;question50&quot; value=&quot;In+the+past+month+have+you+gone+Skinny+Dipping%3A&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;type50&quot; value=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;In the past month have you Stolen Anything:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;other than hearts... nope&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;question51&quot; value=&quot;In+the+past+month+have+you+Stolen+Anything%3A&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;type51&quot; value=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Ever been Drunk:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;more times than i can count&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; 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name=&quot;question55&quot; value=&quot;Ever+Shoplifted%3A&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;type55&quot; value=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;How do you want to Die:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;quick and leaving something behind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;question56&quot; value=&quot;How+do+you+want+to+Die%3A&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;type56&quot; value=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;What do you want to be when you Grow Up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;as of right now... pediatrician... ask me again in a month and it might be different&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;question57&quot; value=&quot;What+do+you+want+to+be+when+you+Grow+Up%3A&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;type57&quot; value=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;What country would you most like to Visit:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;europe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;question58&quot; value=&quot;What+country+would+you+most+like+to+Visit%3A&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;type58&quot; value=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In a Boy/Girl..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;question59&quot; value=&quot;In+a+Boy%2FGirl..&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;type59&quot; value=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Favourite Eye Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;blue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;question60&quot; value=&quot;Favourite+Eye+Color%3A&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;type60&quot; value=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Favourite Hair Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;blonde or brown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;question61&quot; value=&quot;Favourite+Hair+Color%3A&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;type61&quot; value=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Short or Long Hair:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;long enough to pull&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;question62&quot; value=&quot;Short+or+Long+Hair%3A&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;type62&quot; value=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Height:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;at least 5&apos;8&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; 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name=&quot;question66&quot; value=&quot;Number+of+Drugs+I+have+taken%3A&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;type66&quot; value=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Number of CDs I own:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;like 10 shitty ones and 3-4 good ones&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;question68&quot; value=&quot;Number+of+CDs+I+own%3A&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;type68&quot; value=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Number of Piercings:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 in ears, 2 nips (well one NOW), tounge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;question69&quot; value=&quot;Number+of+Piercings%3A&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;type69&quot; value=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Number of Tattoos:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;question70&quot; value=&quot;Number+of+Tattoos%3A&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;type70&quot; value=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Number of things in my Past I Regret:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;i have no regrets... everything happens for a reason&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;question71&quot; value=&quot;Number+of+things+in+my+Past+I+Regret%3A&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;type71&quot; value=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Take This Survey&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/create-survey.php&quot;&gt;CREATE YOUR OWN!&lt;/a&gt; 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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2005 04:02:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>summary of life since i last updated</title>
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  <description>So, alls well that ends well. All things considered i had a great weekend. met lots of new people and started &quot;wars&quot; with the boys who live above and below us... this should get interesting. im going to steves tomorrow... im soo excited!! havent seen him since... the weekend before spring break started... which would have been the...21st of february? i think so! holy shit! this long distance thing really sux! i wish i had a car, it would probably be easier if i could go see him more often, but the only times i go down there are if theres a concert and someone else is going, then i always feel bad, like im forcing them to be a third wheel. im kinda excited this time cuz me, minkus, brandon, and jay are all suppose to go! amanda and robbie are coming up for easter weekend, which is in two weeks... im fucking stoked! i hated work today... i had to do sandwiches and i was dead convinced that when the hockey team was there... they were starring at me... peanut, trent, jakitis, AND BARNABAS! i didnt have ne thing to do, so i just stood there and tried to look at something, but everytime i looked over there... they were all eyes on me! you know how when someone is starring at you, you just know it... yeah. oh well, im just really curious as to what they were talking about...  oh, and then when i went to do clean up i was doind shit that i didnt have to do and felt like a complete asshole! hopefully things go better next week! so... now i was trying to print off my bio notes, cuz i have an exam wed, over 3 chapters that arent even in the book!!!!! well, im an idiot cuz instead of the pages coming out with 6 slides per page... they came out with one slide per page! holy shit that was about... 200 pages... no joke, and i didnt realize this until after they were printed!! so i have had a rough day! but, dougie and i are &quot;lovers&quot; again! oh, and brian called me today... he got mine and linds&apos; tickets for us... and he got them like $50 cheaper than we were going to pay!! i still cannot believe that they all &quot;talked me into&quot; going to country usa!! oh my goodness... a 5 day contry shindig... this is going to be interesting. speaking of linds... i hope that she is ok... i know shes been in the hospital and that they dont know whats wrong with her yet... i think i might go bake her a cake or something when she gets home! wowzers, sorry this is so long... just havent written in a while again...  going home now... people in the library smell funny!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Mar 2005 15:53:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>holy crap, i made it online again!! its been tough since we got back from break... jes&apos;s computer is being silly and wont connect to the internet so ive just been peeping on whenever im in the library. so i just got done with a humanities exam. man o man, i studied my behind off (actually... not really at all)! so i dont know how that went. i dont feel great about it, but at the same time i dont feel bad. so ill find out tomorrow! so school things are going good. boy things are going great! i felt really shitty the past two days but i feel much better today! i actually got up this morning and ran a mile and a half! that felt great. thank you dougie for kicking my ass!! i know i bitch when you check to make sure im awake... but ill get over it by breakfast, i promise. im just not a morning person... thats why i get so crabby! well i gotta head out to freakin&apos; chemistry... i hate that class so much! im really excited though cuz i actually have a b- in there right now! go me! keep up the good work! alrighty... talk later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah... funny thing, this morning at breakfast i was being goofy... and duh... barnabas has to come in and sit DIRECTLY behind me! and dougie is dougie and has to make funny comments about me getting a load shot straight through the back of my throat! it was amusing!! i love you dougie!</description>
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  <lj:music>the alarm going off... is someone trying to steal a book???</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">the alarm going off... is someone trying to steal a book???</media:title>
  <lj:mood>back to my old self again!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2005 04:04:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Another dollar, another day</title>
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  <description>So spring break was cool. i got to celebrate linds&apos; 21st with her... well i more or less forced her to celebrate... it was fun.. jes came too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really much to say... all a&apos;s and b&apos;s in school right now... woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont feel so hott right now... think im getting sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss steve... i get to see him a week from tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;not really sure on this whole steve situation... jes and i talk alot about it... im a big fat loser who likes to deny things and is terrified of attachment! but... i dont know guys... especially after all that bullshit went down... i actually feel happier! like i was happy to begin with, but now i feel REALLY happy. all im saying is that i really really like him, and i care about him, and i miss him all too much, and i worry like a bastard! and jes... i swear to you... things said wasted... are.. um... i dont know.. ballsy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... off to more freakin&apos; homework... it never ends! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syllyb    (see ya later love ya bye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps... only like a month and a half until school is done for the semester.... FUCKING EXCITED!</description>
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  <lj:music>random lines from napoleon dynamite!</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>shitty</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2005 00:46:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>um...??</title>
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  <description>not really sure what to say to explain what is going on... im not really sure, thats my problem. so heresay is heresay and truth is truth... but can they ever be one in the same?? rumors fly and people talk... but how do you know when to take a walk? denial is a great ability... but not something you can live with. it is so easy to pretend that nothing is going on... but inside that little tightly wound head of yours it hurts to not let it out. sometimes i just want to scream and cry... others i just want to laugh. ok, so what is upsetting me... THE FACT THAT I HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE WHAT TO BELIEVE OR WHAT IS REALLY GOING ON OR WHAT THE FUCK IM GOING TO DO ABOUT IT! yeah, thats it. and why do i feel so gloomy... because, this whole situation makes me feel like so much shit. what is it? what is wrong with me?? why does this shit have to happen to me... why do i always go for the wrong guys? why cant a single one of them really care about me, or at least feel how they say they do! why am i so easy to lie to and cheat on and walk all over and take advantage of?????? i know im nothing special, im just a plain jane with a wild personality... but im really just like everyone else... we are all so exactly alike... and fuck all of you who are going to post and say that i am special... i know we are all special in our own little ways, but im just danielle, obviously there is nothing so great about that! im not so ditzy, or dolled up, or fancy. i dont care so much about how i look or what other people think. im not so embarassed about much. im just... HERE. i love my friends. i really do. they are all i have, they are always there, through thick and thin, through shitty and awesome. FUCK MARRIAGE, all i need is my friends. i swear im done! done with guys, done with all this bullshit! i know ive said it a thousand times before, but, FUCK MAN, this shit is getting old. its like, finding a new guys is just an experiment, a test trial to see if hes going to shock me and be any different than the ones before! &lt;br /&gt;dont take ne of this to heart cuz im really confused right now, and who knows, things could pull a 180 by the time spring break actually gets here. probably not, but hell, i guess we&apos;ll just have to wait and see. so, im feeling like a strip of toilet paper that someone wiped their shitty asshole with, went to flush, missed, threw me on the ground, then someone else came in, stepped on me, dragged me all around, finally dropped me off just in time for someone else to step on me, but this person has dog shit on his shoe too, then he carries me out a ways, realizes that there is a piece of shitty tp on his shoe, picks me off and throws me away! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, im done now... i have to go study my little heart out! thank cheesecake that i have school and i care that much about my classes and my grades!!</description>
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  <lj:music>my new sappy song cd&apos;s i burned at dougies!</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">my new sappy song cd&apos;s i burned at dougies!</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Feb 2005 15:33:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>crap!</title>
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  <description>just got done with my calc exam... a little nervous... ok a LOT nervous. i thought, no, i KNEW how to do everything last night. i didnt freeze up, i just got really confused. it was one of those situations where you make a mini mistake at the begining and then it fucks you over the entire way through the problem. i have a bad feeling im gonna have to buy kareus lunch at subway now. that was our bet, whoever did the best got free lunch from the other. i dunno how he feels about his test, but if i asked him hed probably tell me he did great just to make me feel shitty! oh well, we&apos;ll see what happens. i just hope i did decent cuz if not, im gonna have to drop the class. i dont really have a choice. the fact that my prof isnt really all that american doesnt help. thats one thing that really pisses me off! how come im paying all this fucking money to get an education from professors who cant even speak my language? i mean seriously, if im gonna learn something from you, i kinda have to understand you! GRRRRRR! oh well, shit happens, all is said and done with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEA ITS FRIDAY!! thank the freakin lord! this week has seemed so short, but long at the same time cuz i have been anticipating this weekend since... monday i think we made plans!! yeah! alrighty... well, off to more classes and bullshit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao</description>
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  <lj:music>the sun will come out tomorrow..... (who am i kidding?)</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">the sun will come out tomorrow..... (who am i kidding?)</media:title>
  <lj:mood>i need to get drunk!</lj:mood>
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