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  <title>Angela</title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Apr 2006 15:11:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my heart is no longer smiling</title>
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  <description>No longer using livejournal. Add me on my &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.myspace.com/duhitsangela&quot;&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt;. Than you can subscribe to my blog there, or you can just read it whenever.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Apr 2006 01:50:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me&lt;/em&gt; and Kayla need to &lt;strong&gt;stop&lt;/strong&gt; making out. &lt;br /&gt;I caught &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; cold. :x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;lol&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Apr 2006 17:49:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>WHAT THE FUCK UT!</title>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So&lt;/strong&gt;. I &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; straighten everything out with my adviser (my grades from Rhode Island, what classes I should take in the Fall, etc.). I go to&amp;nbsp;the library to &lt;u&gt;finally&lt;/u&gt; sign up for classes, &lt;strong&gt;YAY!&lt;/strong&gt; I&apos;m pick my classes out and I go to register and &lt;u&gt;it&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;won&apos;t&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;let&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;me&lt;/u&gt;! It tells me to call the Bursar&apos;s Office (deals&amp;nbsp;with billings and such. etc.). I&apos;m pissed, I call and they&apos;re not open? &lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE FUCK&lt;/strong&gt;! So once again, Angela cannot register for classes for the fall, keep in mind I should have registered a &lt;em&gt;long&lt;/em&gt; time ago but was unable to. So once again, I can&apos;t. I&apos;m gonna get the shittiest of shitty classes, I know it. I can feel it. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;HATE&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;THIS&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;SCHOOL!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Apr 2006 21:42:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;will&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;be on AIM &lt;em&gt;tonight. &lt;/em&gt;Because the &lt;u&gt;best&lt;/u&gt; fiancee in the world ordered my my &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ebgames.com/product.asp?product_id=180107&quot;&gt;Peach Game&lt;/a&gt;. And I got it &lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt; and will be playing it. I&apos;m so &lt;u&gt;excited!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Apr 2006 17:14:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Thought of the Day</title>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Men&lt;/strong&gt; are like &lt;em&gt;fine &lt;/em&gt;wine.. They start out as &lt;u&gt;grapes&lt;/u&gt;, and it&apos;s up to the &lt;strong&gt;women&lt;/strong&gt; to stomp the&lt;em&gt; crap&lt;/em&gt; out of them until they turn into something &lt;u&gt;acceptable&lt;/u&gt; to have dinner with.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 09 Apr 2006 02:16:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yay!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We&apos;re finally getting a house. I&apos;m so excited! The realtor comes and we buy it tomorrow. I forgot my camera so I couldn&apos;t take pictures. I &lt;u&gt;have&lt;/u&gt; pictures on my phone, but I don&apos;t know how to get them on the internet. I can&apos;t wait to get out of this &lt;strong&gt;shit hole&lt;/strong&gt; of an apartment. Neither can my mom, dad, and Matt. So that&apos;s up with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;em&gt;job&lt;/em&gt; is going well. I like it a lot. I can&apos;t wait to pick up some more hours so I can make some more &lt;strong&gt;money &lt;/strong&gt;because I need to pay my car loan off. Plus would like to buy Romeo some new things. And Bridget too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is stinky, like always. Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s it. I&apos;ve lost the drive to update.&amp;nbsp;Night night.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 08 Apr 2006 14:30:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>For everyone who has something to say about ME</title>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I&apos;m not &lt;em&gt;stupid&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;I just &lt;u&gt;lack&lt;/u&gt; common sense.&amp;nbsp;I don&apos;t like my &lt;strong&gt;fiancé.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;I &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; him.&amp;nbsp;I &lt;em&gt;don&apos;t&lt;/em&gt; ignore you.&amp;nbsp;I just &lt;u&gt;don&apos;t&lt;/u&gt; give a shit. I&apos;m &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; a bitch I&apos;m just &lt;em&gt;honest&lt;/em&gt;. I&apos;m &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; mean. I just have &lt;em&gt;jokes&lt;/em&gt;. I&apos;m &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; insecure.&amp;nbsp;I just &lt;strong&gt;don&apos;t &lt;/strong&gt;trust people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Apr 2006 16:46:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Romeo &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Bridget are going to doggie day care today! I think Bridget is &lt;u&gt;excited&lt;/u&gt;!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Apr 2006 13:28:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NEED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to wax&amp;nbsp;my eyebrows. &lt;em&gt;Bad.&lt;/em&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Apr 2006 17:28:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Careful How You Throw Words Around</title>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;When you say &quot;best friends&quot; means friends forever.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Apr 2006 15:13:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>*&lt;i&gt;cries&lt;/i&gt;* Why is July so far away? Why does he have no more leave time? I hate being apart. I just want to feel his breath on my neck again, and the heat of his body on my back.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Apr 2006 02:06:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Hello &amp;hearts; So I&apos;m not pregnant. Even though I wish I was :/ I didn&apos;t get pranked for April Fools day. I guess I got lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July isn&apos;t coming fast enough. I really want to see my &lt;b&gt;Fiancee&lt;/b&gt;. I miss him a lot. He is my everything &amp;hearts; Romeo is being annoying. I wish I could ship him up to his father. lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve stopped going to the gym. I don&apos;t have time with work and school. I&apos;ve been watching what I eat more. I try to get a good, long, fast paced walk. Sometimes it&apos;s not possible. Depending on my homework. Sometimes I wish I wasn&apos;t in school. But I&apos;m &lt;i&gt;pleased&lt;/i&gt; to say, that I haven&apos;t &lt;u&gt;gained&lt;/u&gt; any weight. So that is a good thing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job is going really well. I got the privilege of a key :) So I got to go to work for my one hour on the weekend by myself. Time went by so slow :( But it was still cool to do it by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tummy hurts. I think I&apos;m gonna go to bed.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Mar 2006 01:03:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today &lt;/em&gt;I felt ugly and crappy. I got beat up at work last night (by a big stupid dog).&lt;br /&gt;I have &lt;strong&gt;tons&lt;/strong&gt; of homework on top of it. But my day &lt;u&gt;just&lt;/u&gt; changed around.&lt;br /&gt;I got a package in the mail. It was from my Daniel &amp;amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;He bought me &lt;em&gt;Chicken Little&lt;/em&gt; and Ice Age.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; seen Ice Age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Mar 2006 02:42:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SAD, AGAIN</title>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I MISS YOU.&lt;br /&gt;BABY I NEED YOU.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Mar 2006 19:55:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Her camera sucks.</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Mar 2006 03:33:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;Like Britney&apos;s shirt said to Kevin:&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t be mad at me.&lt;br /&gt;When I&apos;m mad at you.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 21 Mar 2006 18:38:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Went to the &lt;strong&gt;ER&lt;/strong&gt; this morning. I woke up at 8 (to get ready for school), took the dogs out. I had trouble &lt;em&gt;walking&lt;/em&gt;. I was stumbling, walking into shit, etc. I didn&apos;t think &lt;u&gt;anything&lt;/u&gt; of it. I came in, sat down in the rocking chair for about 15 minutes. I felt like I was &lt;strong&gt;rocking&lt;/strong&gt;, and I wasn&apos;t. So I called my mom, she told me to eat, I did. I even took a shower-&lt;strong&gt;sitting down&lt;/strong&gt;. Called my mom again. She told me to go to the ER. Only thing, I had to drive &lt;em&gt;myself&lt;/em&gt;. lol That was interesting. I was doing about 15 MPH when everyone else was doing &lt;strong&gt;60 MPH&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got checked out. They don&apos;t understand why I feel the way I do. I&apos;m a &lt;u&gt;healthy&lt;/u&gt; 20 year old, and it makes no sense for me to feel this way. So they want me to go to a &lt;em&gt;neurologist&lt;/em&gt;. Make sure that my brain is OK. lol First they need to find my brain. hehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m on some drugs that make me &lt;u&gt;feel&lt;/u&gt; good, Only tired. But it&apos;s all good. I have an &lt;em&gt;excuse&lt;/em&gt; to sleep all day and not do my chores. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They told me I can&apos;t go to work today. :( &lt;strong&gt;No Henry!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I miss him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, back to talk to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/~luvxheather&quot;&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt; ♥ Have a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Pictures From a Lazy Day&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://myspace-779.vo.llnwd.net/00586/97/74/586214779_l.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridget catching a little &quot;R&amp;amp;R&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://myspace-215.vo.llnwd.net/00586/51/26/586216215_l.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna, plotting to take over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://myspace-974.vo.llnwd.net/00586/47/96/586216974_l.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo being the little prince that he is &amp;amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 21 Mar 2006 16:54:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;For someone&amp;nbsp;who &lt;em&gt;prides&lt;/em&gt; themselves as not giving a &lt;strong&gt;fuck&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You sure as hell seem like you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You hate quick&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re lame and a &lt;strong&gt;fake&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Get a life and leave me the hell alone!&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve moved on, you should too.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Mar 2006 03:28:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;I&apos;m &lt;strong&gt;lonely&lt;/strong&gt;. I miss my fiancee. I want to &lt;em&gt;cuddle&lt;/em&gt; and watch TV. I want him to &lt;u&gt;kiss&lt;/u&gt; my forehead and tell me he &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; me. *sigh* I &lt;u&gt;hate&lt;/u&gt; being apart ... I want to be &lt;strong&gt;with&lt;/strong&gt; you.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Mar 2006 04:42:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://a1000.g.akamaitech.net/f/1000/806/12h/images.theknot.com/GownDesigners/jasminecollection/knjascs06f810l.jpg&quot;&gt;The wedding dress&lt;/a&gt; Dan and I agreed on. It&apos;s beautiful. And would be perfect for a barefoot beach wedding. &lt;a href=&quot;http://a1000.g.akamaitech.net/f/1000/806/12h/images.theknot.com/GownDesigners/barijay/knbarjs060284m.jpg&quot;&gt;The bride&apos;s maid dresses&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; And &lt;a href=&quot;http://img147.imageshack.us/img147/6782/tux6cu.gif&quot;&gt;the gentleman&apos;s tuxes&lt;/a&gt; (they picked it, ew. Oh well, pick your battles). And Romeo&apos;s little &lt;a href=&quot;http://us.st11.yimg.com/store1.yimg.com/I/bridesvillage_1885_1168785&quot;&gt;pillow&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.storesonline.com/images/common/imagewrap.img?picture.image.url=http://www.storesonline.com/members/870877/uploaded/zw529.jpg&amp;amp;picture.width.max=320&quot;&gt;tux&lt;/a&gt;. He&apos;ll be so cute! And &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.myfauxpaws.com/apparel/dresses/lauralg.jpg&quot;&gt;Bridget&apos;s dress&lt;/a&gt;. Or I might find another one.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Mar 2006 01:44:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I think it&apos;s romantic how you wear my wedding band on your dog tags :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 18 Mar 2006 01:22:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE MY JOB!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;My job is amazing! I love it! All I do is play with dogs. And near the end of the day, I clean the cages. Takes about an hour to an hour and a half. Than we play with the dogs again. There is this dog named &lt;em&gt;Thunder. &lt;/em&gt;He is a Newfoundland. He is &lt;strong&gt;HUGE&lt;/strong&gt;! He weighs 200 &lt;u&gt;pounds&lt;/u&gt;. He looks like &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.tdi-dog.org/Woman%20with%20Newfoundland.jpg&quot;&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;; I got this image off &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.google.com&quot;&gt;google.com&lt;/a&gt;. We call him bear. You can tell why. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry, the pug, was there again today. He loves me and I love him. I&apos;m the only one he lets pick him up. He weighs &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;a&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;lot&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; more than Bridget. lol I wasn&apos;t expecting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Yesteday, Tobey, a toy poodle, same breed and name as the dog Kayla has, only this one is grey colored rather than white, but I still thought it was cool. Anyway, it bit me in the ass! lol It jumped up and bit me. Damn thing! Didn&apos;t cause me to bleed, but it still hurt. &lt;em&gt;Oh&lt;/em&gt; and I shut my finger in the door. lol Yes, I like to beat myself up. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is OK. I miss Dan. Nothing new there. I&apos;m boring. Just wanted to let ya all know how my job is going. &amp;amp;hearts;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Mar 2006 00:35:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;So&lt;/em&gt;, this my first week back since &lt;u&gt;Spring&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;Vacation&lt;/u&gt;. My vacation was really awesome as you know. Dan visited. We visited Jerry, who needs to visit me and make me another kick ass drink. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My week in school hasn&apos;t been that wonderful. I had a speech today. I did &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;alright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, but&amp;nbsp;once again I talked to fast. Surprise, surprise. Oh and my visuals were too small. My speech teacher can never find &lt;u&gt;anything&lt;/u&gt; positive about anything. She&apos;s always so negative. She&apos;s a major drag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my job at &lt;em&gt;Happy Camper Doggie Daycamp&lt;/em&gt; yesterday. I think I&apos;ll really like it there. A lot of cleaning up. But I get to play with dogs all day. There is a pug there. His name is Henry and he likes to attack the mops. lol I want to take him home. :) He&apos;s a lot bigger than Bridget, which just proves Bridget is a midget pug. lol I work there again tomorrow. I can&apos;t wait to see Henry!!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be visiting Rhode Island probably in &lt;strong&gt;July&lt;/strong&gt; so I can spend time with Dan, Kenny, Heang, whoever else wold like to see me,&amp;nbsp;and spend Kayla&apos;s birthday with her. :) Kayla just needs to give me a date of around what&amp;nbsp;date her party will be on so I can be there. :) I&apos;ll be staying at Dan&apos;s house .... not to crazy about that one. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BUT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! I like sleeping in the same bed as him, so I can deal with his mom being there. I&apos;m not going to try to become her friend again, I&apos;ll tolerate her. But I&apos;m not going to spill my guts out to her either. And I &lt;em&gt;refuse&lt;/em&gt; to be alone with her. If Dan needs to work, I&apos;m going to have him drop me off at Ken&apos;s or something. I don&apos;t trust her, and I have no reason to. I was so nice to that lady, and she took advantage of me to try to break Dan and I up ... &lt;strong&gt;lame&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Mar 2006 16:08:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dan&apos;s&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; gone. &lt;u&gt;School&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp; starts again today. Spring break is over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Reality &lt;/em&gt;sets in. Reality &lt;strong&gt;sucks&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Mar 2006 22:44:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HE&apos;S GONE, BUT I&apos;M STILL SMILIN&apos;</title>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;So,&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Danny left. I just got back from bringing him to the airport not that long ago. His plane is &lt;u&gt;probably&lt;/u&gt; leaving right now. I didn&apos;t cry this time. I was very surprised. I think he did though ... when he was walking down the hall where I can&apos;t go, and his eyes looked red and watery. But it could be just the &lt;strong&gt;sunburn&lt;/strong&gt; that he has on his nosey. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a beach near my house today. We both gut sunburn. And I drank &lt;u&gt;way&lt;/u&gt; too much water. lol I hate saltwater, it makes me gag and want to throw up. Danny was trying to catch these little crabs that were running around like crazy on the sand. They kept going in and out of their little holes. I think they are &lt;em&gt;fiddler crabs&lt;/em&gt;. But I&apos;m not sure. Danny caught one, haha Dan had crabs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m visiting Rhode Island this summer. So if you want to do something get a hold of Dan or me. I&apos;m not going to try to get a hold of you. I want to hang out with people who &lt;em&gt;actually&lt;/em&gt; want to hang out with me. Not just hang out with me because I called and they just wanted something too do. I&apos;m sick of that. So, yea :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny will be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;officially&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; moving down to Florida in like ... August. I&apos;m excited. I think that&apos;s the reason I didn&apos;t cry this time. I know it&apos;s real, and we can make it, and he will be here before&amp;nbsp;I know it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, my sunburn &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hurts and I&apos;m going to work on my speech that I have on Wednesday so I can do good :) Have a good night &amp;amp;hearts;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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