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  <pubDate>Tue, 18 Apr 2006 00:32:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ok so I just found a new apartment today and I need someone to babysit my cats for a year...anyone intrested please please please let me know.  I don&apos;t know what to do.  My mom said she would and now that I need her to she is bailing out.  oye vey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;me</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Mar 2006 01:04:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>all a game?</title>
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  <description>I was sitting playing cards with my boyfriend and he started getting frusturated because he was losing, he wanted to quit before the end because he didn&apos;t want to lose.  now is it worse to quit or to lose?  to me I would think to quit...but that is just me.  then I point out the fact that it is me.  he should be happy that I won and that we had fun playing a game yes?  no, he can&apos;t stand losing he reminds me.  so if you can&apos;t stand losing, I ask why play?  why would you start something if there is a good chance you are going to be unhappy with the results.  there is only one winner and one loser.  but I can&apos;t help but ask, who cares?  why does it matter?  &lt;br /&gt;we then get into talking about how life is a game.  I am a strong believer of that statement, maybe you agree, maybe not.  But the cards you are delt decide alot of who you are, and what happens in life is all on how you play your cards.  there aren&apos;t very many sincerly nice people, mostly people that want to get ahead in the game and they use you and others to get there. sometimes they need to gain confidence, sometimes something else, however with a friendship there is usually a gain right?  and it is what you do with that gain that makes it a game.  the cards you are delt are simply your parents, you living situation, things you can&apos;t help.  you can&apos;t help who your parents are, where they choose to raise you, what schools you went to, private or public...those are all things you don&apos;t have a say in until you are older, those are the cards you get.  in poker you have an option to get rid of the bad cards and try some new ones, maybe those will fit with you better, they might help you win, that is the point of the game.  although the game of life is better then poker in one sense.  we can send cards back more then once.  I have friends that went to a great private school near by, some were from the city some were from the suburbs.  I went to a public school with other friends all from the suburbs.  Now most of us ended up downtown at depaul.  I didn&apos;t but I am going to transfer adn go there.  now several different people from different schools, different social standings, different lives all ended up at the same school, now depending on who you ask, they will tell you either a they won or b they lost.  never the less though, they will all agree they played.  anyway, sorry this is a pointless rant and if my mad boyfriend wasn&apos;t sitting downstairs getting more mad I would continue to try and make this make more sense but I have vented slightly enough to be able to go down there and pretend to care, adn plus he is smoking my shit!  I have to run...thanks for reading, tell me if you agree</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Feb 2006 05:02:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;table style=&quot;width: 400px; background-color: #000000; border: 1px solid #110000;&quot; cellspacing=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;;&quot;&gt;Greed:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #440011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;&quot;&gt;High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 134px; background: #770022;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #ffffff; 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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Jan 2006 06:09:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.quizilla.com/A/Aphotica/1127578122_zPicsHair2.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Hair&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are HAIR-PULLING.&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis: People (mostly girls, Id guess) who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practice this most likely do this with no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rational thought between frustration and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;action. They anger easily and get frustrated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they dont get their own way, or they&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont know how to express their feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Positive trait: Social&lt;br /&gt;Negative trait: Jumping to conclusions&lt;br /&gt;Color: Pink&lt;br /&gt;Emotion: Anger (at others)&lt;br /&gt;Animal: Swan&lt;br /&gt;Quote: Be not afraid of growing slowly, be only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afraid of standing still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a title=&quot;Take this quiz at Quizilla&quot; href=&quot;http://quizilla.com/users/Aphotica/quizzes/What%20form%20of%20self-mutilation%20are%20you%3F/&quot;&gt; What form of self-mutilation are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-2&quot;&gt;brought to you by &lt;a title=&quot;Quiz, Horoscope, Flash Games, Poems - Quizilla!&quot; href=&quot;http://quizilla.com&quot;&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Dec 2005 22:18:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>conclusions</title>
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  <description>so I have decided that it was never them, it must have been me. &lt;br /&gt;also I know I have to marry a last name B.  Know anyone, tell them I am looking, but only if they are Jewish, I have learned that too, stick with your kind, for me at least. &lt;br /&gt;So Chris, my first real love came into town for thanksgiving and I was so excited!  I never thought he would be back in town!  So I saw him and everything went well, until he did coke.  Then I invited the old Lisa, and  they did coke and laughed about how they had done crack together before.  &lt;br /&gt;So the rumors were true, Lisa and Chris did coke/crack together, I then started to think about the rest of the rumor, that they had sex while on it, just to see if it was true that it was amazing.  HMMM....is that part true?  Now I wonder.  &lt;br /&gt;Then on the car ride home I talk to him, he tells me that he is sure we are still going to get married and how no one is the same as me, he can never love anyone as much as he loved me.  I remind him that I was his first, and no one else will ever be able to be his first love, but that he needs to find someone else at the same level as him.  Meaning a coke head alcoholic who smokes pot and calls it a priority.  Now I love to have fun, but it isn&apos;t a priority.  Yes sometimes instead of writing a paper I go out to a bar or two or 12 but so what, I know it is wrong.  I only saw him that one night, I was supposed to see him on Saturday when I got off work, but no, he was with Lisa and he NEEDED to get some pot.  He was leaving on Monday morning, and he NEEDED pot.  Whatever, I told him then that was why we were no longer together adn never could be.  &lt;br /&gt;Oh, but right, the point of my conclusion part of this story is that I had heard about the crack/coke and the face that he cheated.  Now I had found out that part of one was true, so I asked about the second part after he confesed his still love for me.  I said, &quot;well chris, that all sounds nice, but if you loved me and still do, why did you cheat?&quot;  trying to test him into it.  He flat out tells me he did it because he was stupid and didn&apos;t know any better.  Alright, well I wasn&apos;t buying it and I was so hurt because I stopped talking to the people that told me he cheated, and stayed with him.  Wow I hate love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then there was Ben.  Ben and I dated last summer, the one between my senior year in high school and my freshman year in college.  We stayed together through most of my freshman year, but we broke up a lot.  I broke up wiht him in the beginning because I loved him and didn&apos;t want to hurt him and I knew with me being a freshman and not living at home, I was goign to go buck wild.  And that I did, however, I&apos;m still not regreting any of it.  Everytime I would break up with him he would call me over and over.  Every time he would break up with me I would call him over and over.  Functional, NO!  anyway, I am now going out with his old best friend Jordan, adn he is such a sweetheart.  Anyway not the point yet.  So yesterday Jordan and I were talking about rug burn.  I then had to be reminded of a rumor, Ben and a mexican girl (forgot name) having sex.  I didn&apos;t think it was true then, a rich Jewish boy, that couldn&apos;t be I thought.  Well Jordan decided to tell me that it was true, last night.  ERRRR.  So what is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there is Jordan.  He is so sweet, and cares about me till no end, however, after 3 months of being together, we are both crazy jealous and hang out constantly.  I feel for him in a way I never have for anyone else before.  I really care, and I can&apos;t lie to him, I can lie to everyone, but not him.  And it isn&apos;t that he would know that I was lying, I just can&apos;t do it.  So he tells me in the past week like 75 times that he loves me.  GREAT I thought.  He once told me before we would never have sex because he will always see me as bens girlfriend.  Well now I am his girlfriend and we have a healthy sex life.  Hmmm, oops.  Then he told me his longest relationship was a year and a half, yet he has never loved anyone before.  I asked him if he would ever love me, flat out NO he said.  So I was like great, this isn&apos;t going to work, I am going to have to break up with him before I fall for him.  But then he tells me he loves me, the first time because it sounded right, and then two weeks later he told me he loved me, he was just scared to say it.  Now yesterday before this whole ben and mexican thing came about he seemed off, I asked him what was wrong, he said that this whole love thing was confusing to him.  I told him it isn&apos;t something you think about it is a feeling.  He said he wasn&apos;t sure if he did or not.  I told him when he was all about saying it that I would rather have him not say it then have it not be true.  So yesterday I guess he took it back, it wasn&apos;t true, or was it? &lt;br /&gt;Whats wrong with me?  Why do I have shitty guys tell me they love me and they want to marry me, yet they cheat?  And why now that this one is amazing, and I know it, does he not feel anything for me?  HELP PLEASE!!!  My head is spinning....&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;krys</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Oct 2005 05:28:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>you know your in college when...</title>
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  <description>everyone has phases in their life.  mine since college can be out into two catogories...being a pot head, and being an alcoholic. sometimes i am in both at the same time, and other times i am just one or the other.  by a pot head i am saying i smoke at least once a day every day.  by alcoholic i mean i get drunk at least three times a week.  right now i am in an inbetween phase because i would say i am a pot head but i smoke like 9 times a week and it isn&apos;t always every day.  this past week while having the munchies i looked in my refridgerator, and i found nothing but beer and old left overs.  i looked in my freezer adn nothing but liquor.  so then i looked in my mini fridge right next to the large refrigerator and i found more beer. nothing but beer.&lt;br /&gt;the liquor i have consists of budwiser, old style, pbr, absolute, absolute citron, dimitri vodka, barcardi apple, southern comfort, barcardi 151, jager,  and malibu.  i think that was all.  my roomates minifridge next to mine and it had all the budwiser, mine had old style and pbr, and the large frige with the old leftovers had a little of everything and all the hard liquor.  so what am i?  a pot head or an alci...truth be told...&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;M IN COLLEGE!!! yeah baby!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Oct 2005 08:03:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Oct 2005 22:49:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>hey everyone who reads this...&lt;br /&gt;i am having a pre halloween party at my apartment on saturday the 15th.  dress up and bring $5.  &lt;br /&gt;ask if you need more info!&lt;br /&gt;it is going to be a lot of fun!  hope you can come!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 09 Oct 2005 18:54:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2005 17:34:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.quizilla.com/D/daverism/1039386422_izbluehaze.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Blue Haze!!!!!!&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;You&apos;re Blue Haze!&lt;br /&gt;Depending on your inhabitants, you react in&lt;br&gt;diffrent ways, with true smokers, you&apos;re&lt;br&gt;lovely, you make us feel like anything is&lt;br&gt;possible, you remove all doubt, you make us all&lt;br&gt;happy no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With virgin-lungs, you suck, you turn them into&lt;br&gt;mashed potato, they fall in and out of&lt;br&gt;conciousness, you make them utter the words..&lt;br&gt;&quot;God, I&apos;m never doing this again..&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com/users/daverism/quizzes/What%20Weed%20Breed%20Are%20You%3F/&quot;&gt; What Weed Breed Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-2&quot;&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com&quot;&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true?</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Sep 2005 03:27:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>more jordan...getting boring i know</title>
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  <description>so i don&apos;t post for what seems like forever, but then all the sudden i start doing it and it is all about a boy.  ewww i hate girls like me.  trust me, he isn&apos;t all that goes on in my life i promise...&lt;br /&gt;anyway today i set up his facebook for him because he is an idiot and couldn&apos;t do it, jk not an idiot but close.  he was anti the whole idea and i talked him into it, and everyone else in the world that seems to have it somehow convinced him that it was great and he needed one.  so now he has one and again i am helping him set it up.  and then it gets to the relationship part.  now as i think i have said before, i am not the relationship type, what if something better comes along, and i love sex and drunken hookups.  those things all together get mixed up somewhere and it never works.  i had one of those relationship things last year, and i had the drunken hookups, the better people coming along and the random sex.  now for some reason what i was doing didn&apos;t hit me, i was caught up in having such a good time that i didn&apos;t notice i was hurting him.  well he hooked up with anther girl and i found out, shaven pubes thing again (duh....  guys figure that out), did i realize exactly how much i would have been hurting him if he didn&apos;t know.  well he never found out, and he still feels like a huge ass for cheating on me.   anyway back to facebook. &lt;br /&gt;when it came to the relationship part he asked me what to put, now on mine i have that part blank, because i too do not know what to put.  so i told him to put whatever he wanted, skipping the part about mine not saying anything.  i told him if he wanted to meet hot women (semi-kidding) to put single, i wouldn&apos;t care.  now really i know i don&apos;t care but for some reason when he left it as single i was saying to myself, well as soon as he is off my computer i am changing mine.  i decided to show him how cool it was that you could put in a relationship with someone.  i think that is awesome.  so i showed him, telling him that he could change it the second i was done.  well he flipped and i couldn&apos;t even type the first half of my last name.  &lt;br /&gt;now should i take that offensively?  because i do!  and sorry if my spelling offends you....&lt;br /&gt;so after his freak out he changed it, and he is single.  i still haven&apos;t changed mine.  what does this all mean?  if someone could please explain his bull shit i would love it.  &lt;br /&gt;oh and another odd thing, i think he keeps saying &quot;i love you&quot; under his breath and waits to see what i say and if i heard it.  we were standing in my kitchen with the munchies the other night and he came up behind me and was hugging me and kind of swayed me back and forth and was singing this song, something like i love you something when you something.  clearly i was sober.  anyway, i was like what are you singing.  and he didn&apos;t answer.  i really hope it was a song and nothing else...oye&lt;br /&gt;krys</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 15 Sep 2005 03:10:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>so as you may remember, there is this guy jordan that i have been dating i guess and i like him, he is such a nice sweet jewish boy and the fam loves him!  and i love spending time with him.  but we will be together all day for like two days or maybe only part of one and then the next day we don&apos;t talk at all.  like he doesn&apos;t call me.  is that odd?  does that mean that i do somethign wrong and he can&apos;t handle me for a day?  or he is worried he is going to get attached to quick?  or does he not really like me so he takes breaks?  i just don&apos;t understand.  and i could just ask him i just don&apos;t want him to think he is doing something wrong and then feel bad or something.  i know i am just over reacting...or am i?  i don&apos;t know, tell me what you think.  i will write soon...(and yes i know in the last entry i wrote right soon...i was tired.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krys</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2005 05:45:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>wow a lot of new exciting things...</title>
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  <description>so there are so many new things that are going on.  the summer is over and i haven&apos;t really posted, so for all of you that are intrested to know what has been going on, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;so the guy that was mad at me in the last entry jordan, him and i have been hanging out like every day.  clearly he isn&apos;t still mad (thank god).  he is such a sweetie, i love hanging out wiht him, he is the only man that i have been very very attracted to that was not attractive.  i can be myself around him and i love that.  he wants to say we are dating, adn i guess we are, and it ins&apos;t like there is anyone else, however, i want to keep that open, i am not sure i am ready to be in a relationship, although i am not sure i want to be alone or without him...slight delema, but i love how we are now so i am not going to complain.  &lt;br /&gt;since sixth grade i have gone as kriss.  now i think this fits me well, i like the name kriss.  krystina is just not ok yet, in a few years maybe, but for now i am more then happy with kriss.  however, i am sick of the kiss with an r, so i think i am changing it to krys.  now this makes much more sense to me, but i am not sure i can just change my spelling of my name.  i could see saying, &quot;well actually i prefer krissy&quot; or something along those lines, but telling all of my friends to change the spelling in their phones is slightly weird to me.  but for those of you who have me in their phones, please change it.  random, i know.&lt;br /&gt;since i was a little girl, before kriss, i have wanted a little dog.  i love animals, but i find myself drawn to the little ones more then the larger sorts.  so when i planned on moving out of the dorms i planned on getting a mini dog.  well when falling in love with my second apartment i found put that i would not be allowed my little dog, so recently when in wisconsin i looked in the papar and found an add for kittens, so i went and picked up two.  so now i have kittens.  they are in their terriable two stage, but i still love them.  bella and cubbie are my new babies, i just hope they don&apos;t get big...&lt;br /&gt;so school started tuesday.  i am taking class three days a week.  on tuesday i have english and spanish, weird to mix the two i know but it was the best fit.  wednesday i have math, cute cute boys.  i have noticed they have gone from beautiful and gay to very hot and straight...how that happens i am not sure but i am not complaining.  thursday i have english, spanish and a teaching class three hours later.  i was supposed to be taking a yoga class but my teaching class was said to have been over at 720 so my yoga class could start at 730 but really it isn&apos;t over until 820, so my schedule was messed up but now it is fixed, and i don&apos;t have a yoga class.  oh well!&lt;br /&gt;i have a new apartment, the one that doesn&apos;t allow dogs.  it is in the heart of boys town.  i throw parties every weekend..it is a lot of fun!  for those of you farmiliar with chicago, belmont and broadway is now home for me.  i have a two bedroom duplex.  i live upstairs. it is really nice, i love it.&lt;br /&gt;i bought a bong, i don&apos;t know if i am allowed to say that on here but i did and i love it....i am so happy wiht it!  i have been wanting one like it forever.&lt;br /&gt;so as sad as that is, those are the new highlights of my life.  and i think that is it.  any questions or comments please leave them, i love to hear it!  hopefuly i will right soon!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 01 Aug 2005 22:15:34 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>so i haven&apos;t posted in a while, but it is my birthday, so happy birthday to me.  jordan and i are in a fight, no one really knows who he is that reads this, but i can update if anyone wants to know.  jonny is being an ass, although he is out of town so it doesn&apos;t really matter.  and ben, oh ben.  i miss the old one, and i can&apos;t stop kissing the new one.  what to do, what to do?  anyway, its my birthday adn i will party all the time.  last year as a teen.  kind of scary!  oh and i am being suprised by my friends.  al li know is that they are picking me up at 7 and i should dress cute, of course...kind of nervous.  don&apos;t know if i like suprises</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 22 Jun 2005 00:20:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>so for all of you who know me, please tell me if this is true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q=21582&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;+1&quot;&gt;You Are Opium!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pictures.greatestjournal.com/userimg/3026586/622423&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; height=&quot;221&quot;&gt;You like to have fun and enjoy life. Reeeeeally enjoy life. If it isn&apos;t fast, loud, or extreme forget it. You value friendship and are loyal and will not hesiste to go off if someone crosses you. &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q=21582&quot;&gt;What Naughty My Little Pony Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 May 2005 07:07:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ok, so you know how in american pie the second one, they are all standing around playing pool and they are talking about how many people they had slept with their freshman year.  aftert they all answer they are talking with their friends, the guys say, dude times hers by three, girls always try and be modest.  and the girls said, divide their number by three, they always try and sound cool by saying a higher number.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in being almost done with my first year of school, i am totally thinking that is true.  not only with sex, but with a lot of other things.  i have noticed men that i have met say that they go out like 5 times a week, or they smoke pot like 2 times a day.  but really they go out once maybe twice and they smoke maybe 1/2 a time each day.  also, all these men are AMAZING in bed, and they get every girl they want.  HA, don&apos;t even want to get into that one.&lt;br /&gt;as far as me, and a few other girls i know smoke once or twice a week, never hook up with random guys at parties, we have only had sex with a few guys, no one night stands.  we only get drunk 1-2 times a month...tuth is, we smoke pot at least once a day, 5 days a week, we get munchies and pig out.  we drink 1-2 times a week.  and most of us do the random hook up thing, and we may need two hands to count the number of boys we have been with.  although everyone thinks i am single, or that they are the only person i am with, because i don&apos;t have time for other men, well boys i have skill...we all do.  don&apos;t underestimate us.  we are good and we like to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all boys get caught, and the ones that don&apos;t please introduce yourself&lt;br /&gt;see i am a good girl, make me happy and i do the same...i just thought it was funny how girls are supposed to be all sweet and innocent, but hey in reality, we are not so sweet...haha anyway this was a high entry, hope you all enjoy it, i might take it down soon...comment fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love me!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 May 2005 06:02:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ok so this really scared me.  really will i only live to be 61?  wow, i am 18 now, so i only have 43 years left.  wow, that means that a little less then 1/4 of my life is over already...wow!  that is kind of scary.  it is like, what do i have to show for it...hmm...really makes you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;400&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;1&quot; bordercolor=&quot;black&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;font color=&quot;#0000CC&quot; size=&quot;+6&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  61  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re pretty average when it comes to how you live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how you&apos;ll die as well.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatagewillyoudiequiz/&quot;&gt;What Age Will You Die?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 May 2005 05:52:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>This sucks! I found the PERFECT apartment, 3 bedroom 2 bathrooms, just what we had wanted. Perfect location, quiet, but nice, could be loud if we made it that way. Well it’s amazing how fast dreams can crash. My current roommate and I are in love with this place, but the 3rd never was able to see it due to oversleeping. We needed to sign a lease ASAP and we had told the adorable realtor that we would fax our applications (all three) that night. Well by this point my roommate and I had made our decision, the 3rd has backed out, 2 days before our lease needed to be signed. So what do we do? We didn&apos;t want to have to pay more then $700 each but this would be $950 each (2) for our beautiful 3 bedroom dream apartment. That is a little more then we wanted to spend. But I find myself asking, what is the price you have to pay to be happy? And how will we ever be able to work this out? We can hope to throw an extra party every month and hope we make $300 on it, then it would only be $800 per person, but that is relying on a lot. We could both get jobs and pay $100-$200 towards our rent, but these aren&apos;t reliable variables. What if something happened? What if we get fired, what if people don&apos;t come to our party. how do we tell our parents, hey the parties didn&apos;t do so well this month, rent is going to be a little more. Ha-ha sorry, not going to work. I wish I could just say lets replace her, but is that possible? I mean no one needs a place to live, and it just won&apos;t be the same. But I guess that only matters to the ones who were backed out on. What to do? And does this change a friendship? I mean I can&apos;t help but think that the reason she doesn&apos;t want to live with us is because she doesn&apos;t WANT to live with us. That is something I take personally. And the way that it was dealt with, and we were told, wasn&apos;t the ideal one. &lt;br /&gt;Whatever, so I guess we are looking for a roommate, for a gorgeous 3 bedroom 2 bathroom apartment. Wood floors, patio, blocks from Wrigley. 5 blocks from the train. Walking distance to bars and boys town. High sealing. 2 GREAT girls. Own bedroom with large closet, window. Full bathroom to yourself. Kitchen next to bedroom. Laundry in unit. Perfect for any college student looking to have a good time. And about us still being friends...I think she hates me, or just the way I live...or something.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Apr 2005 20:06:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ok so this past week it has been really nice out.  like hot almost.  it has been really sunny and like flip-flop weather.  and yesterday it was really nice when i decided not to go to class and instead to go to Navy Pier with my roomates.  we walked around and then decided to go to belmont.  we found ourselfs running from store to store because it was chilly.  so we were waiting for the el and and i was freezing, i thought it was just because i was tired, but i guess not.  today it is snowing.  it is april and there are snow flakes.  they are little, but it is april!  i can&apos;t believe it!  it is supposed to snow tomorrow too.  i can&apos;t believbe it!  oh well, i guess i am goign to have to find some socks and closed toe shoes...loads of fun!  gotta shower...dinner and a movie with jordan tonight...sorry for all that might miss me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Apr 2005 07:50:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;400&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;1&quot; bordercolor=&quot;black&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;
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  <lj:music>so cool!</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 16 Apr 2005 23:43:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>so I feel all alone...last night there were several parties to choose from, and the same tonight.  i found myself at a party in oak park with Rachel and all of her friends.  while feeling tremendously out of place, i had a good time, however i wished i had someone there to hold me.  that may sound stupid but i am the kind of girl that doesn’t drink unless i see a reason to do so, and i get what i want when i am drunk, otherwise if you are that person, and you don&apos;t give it to me, you are on my shit list!&lt;br /&gt;so last night i didn&apos;t drink, i didn&apos;t see a need to be drunk, there was no one to strive for...no one seemed interested.  anyway so i found myself in Rachel’s car calling Ben to tell him that i wish he was there, and i did.  but what i don&apos;t understand is, did i miss him, or did i just miss having someone?  &lt;br /&gt;ben is leaving for California in 4 days, and i would like to see him.  however, he has been spending all of his free time this weekend, well actually all of his time, with Jordan, his best male friend.  now jordan and ben spend time together almost every day, i think it might be unhealthy.  but maybe i am just jealous.  maybe i just miss being with him because i know that once his two weeks are over in california, he has a week and a half back, and then may 18th he is gone, off to the navy.  sad huh?  a rich, good looking, smart Jewish boy, off to the navy, and by choice.  now his theory is that it is the best for both of us, but do i believe it?  do i think that in five years when he gets out, i will have a ring and we will live our fairy tale?  how do i know what to believe and when to believe it?  how do i know when enough is enough?  &lt;br /&gt;is it possible that at 18, you can find the one?  and if so, is it possible that during these five years of being more or less apart, we can stay together and still be happy?  would a promise ring matter?  would that change my ways?  would that make me faithful to only one person for the rest of my life?  am i to young and immature?&lt;br /&gt;anyway, about tonight, i really want to go to a party...anyone interested?  i am bored and lonely and it seems that everyone i call a friend is not in the city...if not ben and jerry’s here i come!  me, the couch, sex and the city, and ben and jerry’s bonding time!  &lt;br /&gt;and speaking of, was ben and jerry a cartoon?  &lt;br /&gt;tell me what you think please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kriss</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Mar 2005 05:08:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>so how fast can you fall for someone...because this guy came in this week and he was so hot and very sweet and very flirtatious.  he kind of is like me but hot and smart and very wholesome...well he is a frat boy so i guess as wholesome as they come.  anyway, he is related to a friend of mine but whatever.  i thought i would be over him once he left but i keep thinking about the little things.  i guess it will go away and if it doesn&apos;t well then i guess it is possiable to fall for someone fast.  and i have no way to contact him or talk to him or anything, so he is gone, and all i have is the little memories...oh well i am sure that sounds stupid but whatever, people who understand me will understand!  k i will write later ~kriss</description>
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