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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2008 23:27:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;teenagers=stupid&lt;br /&gt;I am never having children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVER&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>&apos;How to Save a Life&apos; The Fray</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 21:17:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Sooo.... I got my iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAAY me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it, its cute. xD I named it Corky. (I like that name okay?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh... I decided to get off my fat butt and organize my brushes on PSP8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its taking for-freaking-ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-___- More later.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ima cranky xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My moms home. yay....</description>
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  <lj:music>&apos;Sing for the Moment&apos; Eminem</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Jan 2008 05:12:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH</title>
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  <description>I GOTTA FREAKING IPOD!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3 eBay&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Jan 2008 07:03:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Hey guess what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I not dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay me right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I wrote this cool crazy thing, and... here it is. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: To Guard&lt;br /&gt;Rating:PG&lt;br /&gt;Canon/Genre: PotC:AWE(post)&lt;br /&gt;Warning: Character death&lt;br /&gt;ANGST YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;To Guard&quot;&gt;To Guard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes widened as a the man aimed the musket at her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right at her, no way he could miss. Everything seemed to stop as he pulled the trigger and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was knocked off balance, pushed to the floor, crushing weight pressing her down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth knew that she hadn&apos;t been shot, somehow, but she could feel hot blood on her skin.Someone above her groaned and the weight subsided, she was able to turn and see her guardian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Bar...Barbossa?&quot; She stammered.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked up from checking something underneath his coat.&amp;nbsp;&quot;Aye. &quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Are, are you alright?&quot; she asked, unsure.&quot;Just a flesh wound,&quot; he grumbled, pulling away from her hand. &quot;Leave it be.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She slapped his hand away and pulled his coat open. His shirt was stained red from the pulsing wound in his chest.&lt;br /&gt;For a second time stopped as they both stared, him in grim defiance, Elizabeth in shock.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;We need.. bandages. Compress, something...&quot; Pushing him down with one hand, she pressed down on the wound, determined to stop the bleeding, shouting, screaming for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gripped her hand in a grip still strong. &quot;Don&apos;t lass.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked down at him. He smiled at her, that roguish smile. &quot;Guard yer left side, you still forget.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She opened her mouth to reply, but a cry of &quot;All clear!&quot; distracted her. She looked up for a moment, she wouldn&apos;t have&amp;nbsp;noticed any difference if the grip on her hand hadn&apos;t&amp;nbsp; suddenly slackened or the blood flow slowed then ceased.&lt;br /&gt;Looking down, not even wanting to accept it, believe it, she screamed silently, tears coursing down her face as her crew danced in victory, unaware of the loss they had sustained.&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 01:54:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>freaking fish =_=</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 04:11:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I gotta wiiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta wiiiiiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta wiiiiiiiiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im excited :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh, im happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i got blocked by bff for guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate teenagers...</description>
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  <lj:music>&apos;&apos;I&apos;ll be there for you&quot; Rembrandts</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">&apos;&apos;I&apos;ll be there for you&quot; Rembrandts</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Aug 2007 00:46:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I nearly died today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cue dramatic music-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rode in Tims Car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-le gasp-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and got peed on. (not by tim)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it wasnt that bad. Tims a good driver, and the boy was three. and cute. Ha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies tomarrow, yay... I saw Rataouille with Chantal and Zach. It was fun. Zach had like these saucer sized eyes at the movie theater. To quote him, &apos;Movie fun.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love little kids. :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Aug 2007 06:52:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>And I was an idoit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apologies to anyone that read what I had written. I had no excuse for it, and I will claim none. I was in the wrong, I only hope that you all can forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kat</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 03 Aug 2007 05:18:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>In Memoriam</title>
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  <description>One of the kids that goes to my school is lost in the Willamette. :( He and a friend were swimming across and the current got him and he got carried away. They are still searching for him, but he went missing on tuesday. I didn&apos;t know him really... he was in my choir and he was a year below me, but from what I knew I liked. :( His brothers are in my year though...&lt;br /&gt;I want to be optimistic, but its hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to Zach, wherever you are. May you be happy and safe, and may your family have peace no matter the outcome...</description>
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  <lj:music>&apos;Memories&apos; Within Tempation</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Jul 2007 19:39:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>OMG I FINISHED DEATHLY HALLOWS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....and I am in shock. =_=; Its over!!! no!</description>
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  <lj:music>Remember when it Rained, Josh Groban</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Jul 2007 20:11:36 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I really need to start putting up more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;West has a new java Crew. and im addicted :) i heart my java crew xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in an orca drawing craze. dont know why. i suck at drawing them though =_=;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, somebody close to me may be getting into my myspace account. =_= SO pissed about that. &lt;br /&gt;What else? &lt;br /&gt;Oh, i have mouse! for my laptop :) and a gig of RAM for my laptop. No more lagging!!! &lt;br /&gt;Well, not as much anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I got into a sig making craze too 9_9; yes, i am a dork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting ready for the OotP premire, im pretty excited... me and mom are going out for shopping later. :) I may be going with my ex which could get...awkward. oh well. i dont mind being friends, i really like him as a friend, i just want to be _friends_ nothing else. period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything else? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the most boring 4th of July. ever.&lt;br /&gt;my best friend told his gf who like. thank you soooo much. 9_9; if he tells a certain someone, i will kick his ass. =_= so much for being discreet, right?&lt;br /&gt;(says the girl who put up the photomanip on DevArt)</description>
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  <lj:music>Its not Over, Daughtry</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Jun 2007 07:22:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ew...</title>
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  <description>So yeah, you know those annoying little bulletin things that flood myspace? Yeah. They are addicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_=;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored, and I did one those boy survey thingy doohickey mahbobbers whatevers, having, wanting, hoping for one person to reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? Only one person replied and he&apos;s a wannabe stalker. &lt;br /&gt;Even worse, he&apos;s a assholic wannabe stalker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I was right next to you: shy away &lt;br /&gt;2. I kissed you: freak out &lt;br /&gt;3. I lived next door to you: get in a lot of trouble &lt;br /&gt;4. I started smoking: show my concern, but not disrespect you &lt;br /&gt;5. I was hospitalized: make an excuse why i cant visit every day &lt;br /&gt;6. I was drunk: eat all your food when you passed out &lt;br /&gt;7. I hugged you: wouldent be the first time &lt;br /&gt;8. I asked you to leave: id say ok &lt;br /&gt;9. I asked you out: pass out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a 1 to ten scale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. personality: 11 &lt;br /&gt;11. eyes: ? hum 10? i haven&apos;t seen them sense high school &lt;br /&gt;12. hair: 9 &lt;br /&gt;13. body:... hum, your ante no Sharon stone, 7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. be my friend: tell the end of time&lt;br /&gt;15. keep a secret: maybe &lt;br /&gt;16. kiss me: no, maybe in a one in a million opportunity, you&apos;d be drunk, my girlfriend lute me, and you would have to be waring a halloween costume of your choice... at midnight, in canada... next to a blue house, in a red ford mustang... in possible. &lt;br /&gt;17. go on a date with me: yeah, why not? &lt;br /&gt;18. keep in touch: yeah, why not? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg I could have beaten him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... went camping, that was fun. :) Paws was fun too if exhausting... What else? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad tried to blame my aunts mengagtis on me and tried to stop me from going camping, and hes hinting now that he may not let me go to the Harry Potter premires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha. Try me -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and he is the only parent in the world that _does not_ want his 18 year old daughter to get a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, he bought me a full set of prisma colors. and other stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i could convince him to replace my ipod...</description>
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  <lj:music>Its Not Over, Daughtry</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 13 Jun 2007 22:02:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Finals=bleh</title>
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  <description>This is the worst freaking week ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday my ipod got stolen, had a breakdown in the middle of fourth and the teacher that thinks I&apos;m an idiot saw me crying. And probably thought I was crying because of him too, cause I started crying when he was talking. :(&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, ipod is still stolen. Failed my third period, tried to show a video to my third period teacher. Wasn&apos;t on my laptop, couldn&apos;t get it on youtube, tried FIVE different computers, and i was late to fifth.&lt;br /&gt;Today, got to second, bsed my way through that. Break was okay. Went to the library for my fourth and the teacher was a bitch. Got about half way done, asked my teacher if i could finish it either 7th in the library or 8th during Acadamic Support. &lt;br /&gt;&quot;oh. You can do it during 7th IN MY CLASS&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, failed that final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break, was the greatest prank either. Three words: Streakers and crickets. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth, I had a panic attack during the essasy. BS&apos;ed my way through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, someone came by and someone was being so sickly &apos;omgness its j4oitjoi3&apos; i wanted to knock her head and remind her shes taken. &lt;br /&gt;And she was being a bitch to me when i was around him. T_T; Hate her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing my luck, he&apos;ll end up liking her and it&apos;ll get rubbed in my face and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she doesnt know i like him and its fucking staying that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someones gf is annoying the hell out me, and he is too for that matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and either three panic attacks are taking thier toll and im just stressed or i may have an ucler. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i feel sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, im talking to ex again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think he may like me. still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH FOR GOOD LUCK FOR THE KITTY!!!! OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_=</description>
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  <lj:music>&apos;Keep Holding On&apos;</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 12 Jun 2007 22:14:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>And thats the story of my life</title>
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  <description>So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this kid. And I think he may have liked me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The probelm? He was a senior and now he&apos;s gone. And I could have siad something. but yeah. Im a chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitty has talents</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 May 2007 01:38:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>you know...</title>
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  <description>I probably only did this because i am pmsy and annoyed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but OMG it felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I really hate this kid. she annoys me to no end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i posted a comment on a video of hers pointing out some arguments against it... and I go back to find out &apos;!&apos; its deleted. And comments are disabled. Gee, thats funny. :o so I went back to post on her page, and I said &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;First off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loveeeee how you deleted my comment on how your &apos;Freedom is Beautiful&apos; video is bull. And then disabled comments so no one else can comment how much bull is in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love how you steal photographs without asking or credit. Isn&apos;t it odd... that you hate MSQ and yet you have _so_ many pictures? Isn&apos;t that say... hypocritical?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm? What are some more of your lovely traits? Your one sided, you don&apos;t sound like you know what your talking about... oh wait... is that called... a moron? I believe it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grow up little girl. You act like an idiot who does not know what she&apos;s talking about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you delete this like all the other negative comments you get, I&apos;ll only be speaking the truth. :) &apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I feel soooo much better. :) If she really deletes this, or cusses me out I am going to laugh. Bring it bitch.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2007 02:29:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>-No one knows I&apos;ve lost my soul, so long ago-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, the depression is worse then ever. I have never wanted to start cutting so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don&apos;t because that makes my life worse, and then I drag people down with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I&apos;m tired of this, tired of not wanting to be at school, but hating being at home. I&apos;d run, but I have nowhere to run to. Part of me wants to drink, do drugs, so sleep around... anything to escape from this black crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I do that, then nothing will pull me back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Forget about the life I used to know, forget about the one I left at home-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t even know whats causing it anymore. People at school are being stupid, a few in paticular. I know I have issues with my friends and being ditched... and sometimes their view on it and mine do not coincide. I know part of it, most of it is from the crash after Prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three dances in a row where I got ditched by my date. Who else does this happen too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First one, it was okay... I had more friends and other people to fall back on, so I was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second time was... weird. Cause there had already been drama beforehand. But it was really lonely being in the middle of that cold dance, and turning around and going, &quot;where&apos;d he go?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third time could have been worse. It still sucked. I don&apos;t know why I was so sad... he deserved to have a good time. I probably overreacted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That did not mean I liked standing there on the dance floor going, &apos;well come on, don&apos;t forget me.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and is it wrong that someone keeps on laughing at me that my date got stolen?&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, I already have issues with being alone, and being ditched. I&apos;m trying to bury prom and she goes, &quot;ha ha! Kat got ditched!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn&apos;t know about me, about what happened to me... but she doens&apos;t need to. No one does. Tim said that I should tell nate and Zach what happened. Nate would use it against me and Zach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t even want to see him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, we used ot be really good friends too... what the hell happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it, that I think I&apos;ll have these really good friends and then two minites later, poof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I&apos;m standing on my own, forgetting about the life I used to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can&apos;t go back to that place.-</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 Mar 2007 16:30:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Yay home</title>
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  <description>I am so tired... even though I got home Wednesday evening. It feels like it went by wayyyyy to fast, like I never left :( Depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day one- Got up at o&apos;dark thirty in the morning. got dressed, woke up dad. Went upstairs to finish some last minute things and then sat around waiting for dad. Went downstairs, and he&apos;s still asleep. =_=; Wonderful. Wake him up _again_ and sit out waiting for him. Get yelled at for waiting on him. Which is... backwards. Get yelled at some more because I&apos;m tired and he thinks I&apos;m sick. =_=&apos; Finally get to the church, get stuff loaded, say bye and all that jazz and get onto the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Everything&apos;s going nicely and... the bus breaks down. And everyone who was on the bus last year look at each and go &apos;Omg, are you freaking kidding?&apos; so we hang out for an hour or two and it was really fun... really it was. :) I ended up just talking with the grown ups. We got to Mt. Shasta and I was sooooo sick during warmups. Liz said that my face went from red, to green, and then to white. Great, so I&apos;m a freaking christmas tree, wonderful. I spent the warm up thinking I was literally about to faint or be sick, neither of which happen often. We finally go to the Host&apos;s family house and omg she had so many animals! one aussie shephard, a rabbit, two border collies and four cats... :) I was in heaven. THe aussie, Daisy, climbed up onto my bed and I gotta snuggle her a little which was great cause I was really starting to miss my dog. Liz and Keri gotta a thin mint stuck in the air hockey table and guin cussed them out. xD Me and liz stayed up really late talking and finally I said, &quot;Liz, we&apos;re going to play a game. its called very still and very quiet. First person that talks loses, okay?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Okay.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Five minutes later, &quot;AM I on SLEE?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD (she thought every time you talked you got letters and if you got up to Sleep you lost.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-more later-</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Mar 2007 00:01:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Random</title>
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  <description>Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Teaching young child and my group got to cook the snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uno probelm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the only one who knew how to cook =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sigh!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I uploaded a picture onto my myspace from Snoball and wow that brought back memories. Besides that not being the not-most-fun night of my life...just...I dunno drama. :p&lt;br /&gt;And I dunno... that picture kind of hurts now. Considering we never even talk we had been really really good friends, or so I like to think. And then randomly we.. just stopped talking and he just was really cold.&lt;br /&gt;I have no clue why, I dropped choir but I wasn&apos;t in his class and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh this is dumb.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2007 05:41:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>{{I just finished reading this realllly creepy book. And yeah. I&apos;m a little freaked out, and I don&apos;t wanna go to bed, cause I know I&apos;ll be thinking about it (I _hate_ the huge window in my room on nights like this...) so... I&apos;m hoping this will relieve some of that freaked-out-ness...}}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trapped&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain pounded on the window. Her breath caught in fearful hitches as she turned the page, eyes scanning line after line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noise, a dull hollow beating from far away sounded. Her head popped up wary, eyes scanning the room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happened, nobody came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sighed, adjusted her postion on her couch and her blankets, checked her light and read on, following the heroine in the lair of a monster, shuddering in macabre thrill as the pages told a twisted tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain pounded on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another crash, closer, she looked up. No movement, no more noise. Disturbed she sat up and looked around, being careful to avoid the window, her pulse was racing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carefully, she settled back into her cozy spot, glancing up every now and again, trying to bury herself in the words, pretend it wasn&apos;t real, there was no noise it was the storm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the sound, she leapt up, looking about her, nearly screaming in fear. A branch pounded the window, making her jump then laugh in giddiness. Feeling foolish, she looked down at her book, and decided to finish it in the morning. Padding down the hall, she stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked behind her, no one there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then why did she feel like someone was watching her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick glance of the windows, no faces staring at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even as she stood there still, she heard a creakkkk....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping, she turned and bolted for the nearest room and slammed the door shut, already chiding herself for being high strung. Houses creak,a dn there was alot of wind outside.... Stupid book had turned up her nerves so high that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hand snaked around her throatand held her mouth shut pulling her toward a hard body, as a glittering edge pressed against-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes flew open in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaths in hitching gasps, she lay in the dark, listening to the creaking of footsteps above her. She rolled over on the hard floor, huggign her bare knees for warmth. her eyes strained for light that would never come, not unless _he_ would open the door... She trembled at the thought. Closing her eyes, begging for sleep, release, anything to get her out of the cold dank cell, part of her wondered...&lt;br /&gt;How trapped is a person, when even dreams offer no escape?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yes. Its crappy. Mwhah!! xD))</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2007 05:19:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Yeah, okay, I&apos;m a moron...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I kept putting my name in as &apos;an_angels_eyes&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when I finally figured out my mistake, I put my password in wrong. Three times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I are smart!1 xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked home with Brian, Maeg, and some dude... Travis I think his name is? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) It was funnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point Brian called me blonde. (I&apos;m not, I&apos;m just easily exicted and when I get like that, I tend to just talk... never minding potential embarressment.) And so I was like, &quot;Oh yeah? Bring it on, bring it on!&quot; And so we did this lttle joke fight which I stopped after a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maeg: Kat 0, Brian 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *smacks Brian below the belt with her lunchbox*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian: *KEEL* Ow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maeg: Kat 1, Brian 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *hugs Brian* I&apos;m sorry *laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian: *walks me into a POLE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian: Lawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maeg: Brian 0, Kat 0, Pole 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD It was funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And earlier at lunch, I had ran over to Matt and tackled!hugged him from behind, and Erik came over and taclked him from the front...and punched me in the face (on accident). Then a few minutes later I was goofing off with George (he stole mah whale :( ) and Erik grabbed Geroge to help me...and punched me in the chest. He was all like :O!!!! T__T I&apos;m sorry!! -wail-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Nate stole my pencil case and we were messing around for a while with it, and then he sat on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..a.nd I grabbed for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and then he closed his legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...It was reallllly awkward. xD</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 20:14:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>....meh</title>
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  <description>Yeah. I spent pretty much all afternoon yesterday at the ER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out that it was a &apos;mild&apos; (it didn&apos;t feel mild) case of food poisioning form drinking some bad juice. My question is, who the hell gets food poisioning from juice?! Apperently me, but thats beside the point...</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Mar 2007 22:26:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Irony=Love</title>
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  <description>www.peta.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want to see is news on these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.petakillsanimals.com/petaTrial2.cfm&quot;&gt;http://www.petakillsanimals.com/petaTrial2.cfm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.petakillsanimals.com/article_detail.cfm?article=134&quot;&gt;http://www.petakillsanimals.com/article_detail.cfm?article=134&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Mar 2007 05:14:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_= Ouch... I hate my arm. CUT IT OFF!! x_X xD</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 04 Mar 2007 20:17:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Is it....</title>
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  <description>Is it slightly dumb that people say my dream is stupid, pointless, etc when they don&apos;t even know what they want to do yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve known what I&apos;ve been wanting to do for 15 years, theres never been a second option. yes its unusual, yes its going to be hard, but... I can do it. I will do it. You&apos;ll be seeing my face and be like, &quot;Hey, she did do it, just like she said she would all those years ago.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sigh-</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Feb 2007 17:44:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>......-sigh-</title>
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  <description>There&apos;s this kid on youtube that pisses me off to no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s anti-capitivity, which isn&apos;t what annoys me about her. Her manner is what annoys me. She implys that _anyone_ who likes SW or any kind of Marine park is basically the epitome of all evil. She spouts off facts like no other... but she only mentions a few and only a certain side. YES 220 killer whales have died in captivity... but that number inculdes stillbirths and captive which lowers the numbers. Yes, most whales (when they were first putting orca&apos;s on display) did only live a few short years in captivity, something she likes to point out is that &apos;the life expectancty is 6 years&apos;. The only orca&apos;s who are younger then six years, are captive born. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;;; I dunno it just pisses me off. And on a minor note, in most of her videos, she has slideshows... but most of the pictures are taken from orcahome.de, without any sort of credit. xD in one of her video&apos;s, she had a segament that said &apos;all of these whales are now dead&apos; which would have been very powerful... if some of the pictures were the same orca&apos;s but different photographs, or a dead orca with one that was still alive... xD it just strikes me as funny, that&apos;s all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with her on some parts, Seaworld shows _really_ need more education, capturing in the wild is dead wrong, MSQ is not the greatest place... but I don&apos;t think we should edricate it completely. Like it or not, it is imporant. Really, when your five and you live in... I dunno. Lets say Nevada. And you want to see whales and dolphins, which do you think is more likely, Seaworld, or going up to Pudget Sound where you _may_ see a wild pod, and even then probably only from a distance. Not to mention that whale watching boats are now dogging wild pods despite restrictions. It&apos;s been linked to the fact southern pods like J,K, and L are declining (of course the captures are a factor as well).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people want the wild-born to be released... Think it through. Not a great idea. Most of them are icelandic (Katina, Kaskata, Tilly, Ulises, Nootka, Kiska, Freya, Sharkane, Oscar and Bingo) with three japanese (Ku, Nami, Asuka) and one from Argentina (Kshamenk). We know little to nothing about these pods, the families. And as for the only two who were caught in American waters (Tokitae/Lolita and Corky). Lets look at them closely. Corky&apos;s mother has died, her sister has passed on. She has a younger sister, but orn after she captured. Even if she was released, who would take her? Her mother may have... but no one else remember&apos;s her. And as for Lolita, we knwo she&apos;s from L pod, but not which sub group. (The big pods split up into little family groups most of the time to hunt) We don&apos;t know who her family is, who her mother is. She&apos;s been in captivity for a long time, but no one&apos;s ever tried to find out about her family. But yet, every one says &apos;omgz release them!!&apos; it sounds like a good idea, it feels like a good idea... but its not. Forget about finding families and training them to be released, what about the diseases? In capitivity they had vets and trainers to keep them from being sick (they still do though... most of the deaths have been due to illness), in the wild, where is that? And forget about them gettign sick... what about the pods you&apos;re releasing them into? How the hell are they going to recover from that? They don&apos;t have vets to make sure their okay. And in the wild, most babies don&apos;t live past the age of one or two... something else the chicka doesn&apos;t point out at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some call capitivity abusive... I define abuse as &apos;agreeing to care for another person or animal and then neglicting that obligation by either neglect or abusive treatment.&apos;  I don&apos;t think any faculty falls into that. I think Lolita&apos;s tank is way to small and she should be moved to SWF so she&apos;ll be with her own familiy, but I think her trainers honestly love her and wish her the best. Same with SWC... look that the pictures, watch the video&apos;s, watch their faces. There is a bond there, one no can deny. These are people who love their charges, and I think, I believe, their charges love them in return. Kasakata could have easily drowned that man in November, Orkid could have done the same, hell any orca could have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they didn&apos;t. For all these charges of abuse, why have there only been two deaths? One was in a very poorly managed faculity when a trainer slipped and fell into a tank with three orca&apos;s who had never been in the water with humans before, the other was a homeless man who waited after hours until SWF closed and jumped into the water with one of the whales (one of the ones invovled with the death above). His death has been attributed to hypothermia, but no one knows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s been accidents, but when your working with animals, thats a given. There&apos;s even been attacks before (Kasakata, Orkid and Kyuquet in recent years), but the trainers were able to get out and walk away. If they truly hated and wanted to kill them, why do you think they were able to get out? I think all they wanted to do was show that &apos;Hey, your not the one in charge here.&apos; I heard for Kasakata&apos;s, her daughter Kalia was vocalizing in one of the back pools. Maybe she wanted her trainer to hear, maybe she thought he was infringing on her space (orca&apos;s are matrichal, and she&apos;s the momma whale of the group :) ). Who can know? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...-sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And am the only one who finds it ironic that for all her &apos;omgz no capitivty!&apos;, she loves to ride horse back?</description>
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