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  <updated>2007-03-24T19:00:15Z</updated>
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    <title>"first" day</title>
    <published>2007-03-24T19:00:15Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;first day of spring break. Feeling the complete opposite of productive. it's a saturday though, meaning i would have had this day off whether or not i had break. so maybe i should consider monday my first, real day of spring break. i think i will because so far todays been blaaaaaaand. I'm tired. unproductive. lazy and bored. I hate all of those words haha i'll feel more useful once i get my hair done, my nails done, go downtown, go to swaporama, ride the train, maybe go to the zoo, buy the old skull painting, get $ scamming with tepper and catherine, and once the weather looks up. it's so gloomy out today. I wont stop saying i need vacation til i get one. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>beatwind_you_up @ 2007-03-06T16:16:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-06T22:32:27Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Thursday was the show at allstate. took turns back and forth from the car once. no motherfucking jacket standing out there in what felt like negative-whatever degrees. This little girl behind us was with her grandma. got me jealous, only would my g-ma come with me to a concert in my wildest dreams. Snuck my camera in my shoe, broke it. bummer Ashley had hers though, so it's A.G. stayed after til too late in the AM and thought we got lost once we hit O'hare. typical suburbaners. hahaha I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;Friday night dan picked us up got lost in Mokena for 10 minutes then rolled up to dan's place. Ape was playing some baseball n64 game but then he pulled out the Halo. headset &amp; ALL. saturday night @ my house if I remember correctly. girly night. sunday did absolutely nothing. Nads came over at night. monday got a pedi and mani (hahaha) with A. &lt;br /&gt;"Let's get panda express." &lt;br /&gt;"Melinde! I told you i gave up fast food for lent."&lt;br /&gt;"That's not fast food! it's Asian food; orange chicken, fried rice, chow mein. just 'cause it has a fucking drive-thru doesn't make it fast food. right?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah.. yeah you're right."I think I was wrong and i knew it then too, but orange chicken never sounded so good. &lt;br /&gt;We drove over to old navy hahaha The clothes weren't half bad and i got 4 new shirts from there. I hate stealing shit because i feel like it's so teenager-esque of me. but when you're low on $ and can do it.. Do whatcha gotta do. right? &lt;br /&gt;I think it's weird that to more than half the people i know it is weird to not smoke to pass time. to have the balls to say whatever comes to mind without that liquid courage. to have respect for yourself. to stand up for what you believe in. and not get walked all over&lt;br /&gt;it's 2007. We're not in the 60's anymore and you're not a fucking hippie.</content>
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