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  <updated>2009-03-28T02:17:21Z</updated>
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    <title>FUCK.</title>
    <published>2009-03-28T02:17:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-28T02:17:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;why the fuck do people EVER listen to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kelseyes:14495</id>
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    <title>Caleb. Again.</title>
    <published>2009-03-25T04:39:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-25T04:39:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;Kelsey&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;What can I say, wheeling and dealing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;10:22pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=609610870"&gt;Caleb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;before you were feeling&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;10:23pm&lt;/span&gt;Kelsey&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;and before I was peeling (potatoes for supper)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;10:24pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=609610870"&gt;Caleb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;at which point I was probably sleeping&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;10:25pm&lt;/span&gt;Kelsey&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;and I might have been creeping&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;10:25pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=609610870"&gt;Caleb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;in my window?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;10:26pm&lt;/span&gt;Kelsey&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;with my hoe! (from working in the garden)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;10:28pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=609610870"&gt;Caleb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;Oh no!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;10:30pm&lt;/span&gt;Kelsey&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;My garden is still only one row&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;10:30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=609610870"&gt;Caleb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;shit son! you gotta do mo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;*mo'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;gotta puncutate properly, yo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;10:31pm&lt;/span&gt;Kelsey&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;gotta do mo' to make some dough, yo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;10:33pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=609610870"&gt;Caleb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;by sellin whatcha grow?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;10:33pm&lt;/span&gt;Kelsey&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;you know it, bro!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;10:34pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=609610870"&gt;Caleb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;It's dope that you grow but the pigs say no and these sentiments you blow when you scream just to show...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;FUCK THAT POLICE, NO JUSTICE NO PEACE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;*THE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;(we had to stretch the rhymes a bit there...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;10:36pm&lt;/span&gt;Kelsey&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;I'm lost like a flock of geese&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kelseyes:14217</id>
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    <title>I love Caleb. (facebookchat)</title>
    <published>2009-03-25T04:01:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-25T04:01:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=609610870"&gt;Caleb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;Dude&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;9:33pm&lt;/span&gt;Kelsey&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;HEY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;YOU&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;9:33pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=609610870"&gt;Caleb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;YA?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;ME!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;okay! So what's up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;9:35pm&lt;/span&gt;Kelsey&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;ah... life's rough. You?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;9:35pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=609610870"&gt;Caleb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life's life, and I have this friend who's life is rough. But thankfully for here she has this other friend who she can tell about it and probably feel better for it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;9:36pm&lt;/span&gt;Kelsey&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Awww that was so cute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;That's going ... somewhere important.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;9:37pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=609610870"&gt;Caleb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;and this friend of mine called me cute(Not in the beautiful way, but I'm sure she was thinking that too) and totally flattered me and then said it was going somewhere important&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;9:38pm&lt;/span&gt;Kelsey&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;hahaha. This is why you're definitely top five best friends&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;9:38pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=609610870"&gt;Caleb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;yes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;9:39pm&lt;/span&gt;Kelsey&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span class="emote_text"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt=":D" style="background: transparent url(http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/images/emote/emote.gif?8:93872) no-repeat scroll -48px top; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/images/blank.gif" class="emote_img" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="other"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;9:39pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=609610870"&gt;Caleb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;And then she told me that I was top 5, which is really good because I was worried that since we don't get to talk as much lately my position might have slipped&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;9:39pm&lt;/span&gt;Kelsey&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;oh no, that position doesn't slip.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Heh. :)</title>
    <published>2009-02-25T05:33:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-25T05:33:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm SO fucking happy right now&lt;br /&gt;And I&amp;nbsp;have NO idea why.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;got horribly sick starting last Saturday (it's now Tuesday) morning.&lt;br /&gt;Well, Saturday morning it was just a sore throat. By nighttime I&amp;nbsp;couldn't speak. =/&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks, babe :) hahaha. Ugh.)&lt;br /&gt;Sunday made the trek out to Esterhazy for the help of a medicine man.&lt;br /&gt;He supplied me with wonderful pills, and I made my dad go buy some Advil (on the guidance of the one who made me sick in the first place.)&lt;br /&gt;Then, I&amp;nbsp;got home... parked my ass on the couch, and didn't move again probably like all day. Seriously, not until nighttime and I&amp;nbsp;had to pee. I was grosssss.&lt;br /&gt;But, we got home, and my father deserted me for a ski doo derby... -sniff-&lt;br /&gt;But I&amp;nbsp;told him to, so. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;Then my lovely boyfriend&amp;nbsp;(yes, the one who got me sick) came over and babied me. :):):)&lt;br /&gt;He offered to make me soup and whatnot (much like I've done for him... but he rejects my offers. I just assume he's got no appetite).&lt;br /&gt;And he brought me two packs of Halls, and Vicks Orange Drops. Just to make sure I&amp;nbsp;liked one of them.&lt;br /&gt;Super sweet. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;And then I&amp;nbsp;curled up on his lap and had a nap. (Sick rhymes, yo!)&lt;br /&gt;It was lovely. He makes me so damn happy. &lt;br /&gt;Not to be a typical teenage dumbass or anything, but like. I'd marry him in a heartbeat. God. He's just perfect. For me, anyway. Like, not in general. He's got his flaws like anyone, but I&amp;nbsp;love them :)&lt;br /&gt;SO&amp;nbsp;ANYWHO&lt;br /&gt;He left, my dad came home, I went through mini bouts of depression and crying (even though it hurt like a bitch), and I&amp;nbsp;watched a ridiculous amount of movies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I&amp;nbsp;stayed home from school, continued with my mini bouts of depression, movie watching, and trying to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Today&amp;nbsp;(tuesday)&amp;nbsp;I could've gone to school, but I&amp;nbsp;think resting and just chilling out was good for me.&lt;br /&gt;I fee like 90% better. And I'm still in a fucking great mood. So weird.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;BIRTHDAY&amp;nbsp;TO&amp;nbsp;CARSON&amp;nbsp;ON&amp;nbsp;THURSDAY. (It was on a Tuesday last year. Fuck yeah.)&lt;br /&gt;I love that kid. &lt;br /&gt;And everyone. Like, I&amp;nbsp;started making a list, and it's too damn long.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;love EVERYONE. (except the odd people I&amp;nbsp;hate.&amp;nbsp;Like Wyatt.)&lt;br /&gt;so I&amp;nbsp;need sufficient sleep&lt;br /&gt;those REM cycles are the shit !&lt;br /&gt;(I can't help but feel like I'm on cocaine or something. Gah. I'm so... DIZZAAAAANK. Hahahahahaha.&amp;nbsp;Fuck.)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw, go read Carpe Diem by Autumn Cornwell. It's also the shit.&lt;br /&gt;I'm SO pumped for Banff. Eiiiii.!&amp;nbsp;:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;GOOD&amp;nbsp;NIGHT.</content>
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    <title>Skinny Love</title>
    <published>2009-01-14T15:04:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-14T15:04:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;By Bon Iver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Come on skinny love just last the year&lt;br /&gt; Pour a little salt we were never here&lt;br /&gt; My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my&lt;br /&gt; Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I tell my love to wreck it all&lt;br /&gt; Cut out all the ropes and let me fall&lt;br /&gt; My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my&lt;br /&gt; Right in the moment this order's tall&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I told you to be patient&lt;br /&gt; I told you to be fine&lt;br /&gt; I told you to be balanced&lt;br /&gt; I told you to be kind&lt;br /&gt; In the morning I'll be with you&lt;br /&gt; But it will be a different &amp;quot;kind&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt; I'll be holding all the tickets &lt;br /&gt; And you'll be owning all the fines&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Come on skinny love what happened here&lt;br /&gt; Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere&lt;br /&gt; My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my&lt;br /&gt; Sullen load is full; so slow on the split&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I told you to be patient&lt;br /&gt; I told you to be fine&lt;br /&gt; I told you to be balanced&lt;br /&gt; I told you to be kind&lt;br /&gt; Now all your love is wasted?&lt;br /&gt; Then who the hell was I?&lt;br /&gt; Now I'm breaking at the britches&lt;br /&gt; And at the end of all your lines&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Who will love you?&lt;br /&gt; Who will fight?&lt;br /&gt; Who will fall far behind?&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>You Are The Moon</title>
    <published>2009-01-14T14:58:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-14T14:58:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;By The Hush Sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Shadows all around you as you surface from the dark&lt;br /&gt; Emerging from the gentle grip of night's unfolding arms&lt;br /&gt; Darkness, darkness everywhere, do you feel all alone?&lt;br /&gt; The subtle grace of gravity, the heavy weight of stone&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You don't see what you possess, a beauty calm and clear&lt;br /&gt; It floods the sky and blurs the darkness like a chandelier&lt;br /&gt; All the light that you possess is skewed by lakes and seas&lt;br /&gt; The shattered surface, so imperfect, is all that you believe&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I will bring a mirror, so silver, so exact&lt;br /&gt; So precise and so pristine, a perfect pane of glass&lt;br /&gt; I will set the mirror up to face the blackened sky&lt;br /&gt; So you can see your beauty every moment that you rise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;hearts;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Since I Don't Wanna Put It On The FB.</title>
    <published>2008-12-09T02:24:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-09T02:24:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1) What's their name?&lt;br /&gt; Matthew&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 2) Does he or she have a boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt; you bet&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 3) Do you get along with this person all the time?&lt;br /&gt; usually, yes.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 4) How Long Have You Known Them?&lt;br /&gt; Well.. really KNOWN?&amp;nbsp;Like... three and a half months. Roughly. :P Known they exist?&amp;nbsp;Few years.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 5) Has he/she ever cooked for you?&lt;br /&gt; Nope&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 6) Is this person older than you?&lt;br /&gt; By 1 year, 1 month, and 1 day. :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 7) Have you ever kissed this person?&lt;br /&gt; Well. Duh.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 9) Are you related to this person?&lt;br /&gt; Hellllll no.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 11) Nickname? &lt;br /&gt; Mattchew is about as far as it goes&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 12.) Do they have a nickname for you? &lt;br /&gt; Not really. Like.. sweetie and stuff. But that goes both ways. So.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 13) How many times do you talk to this person during a week? &lt;br /&gt; Everyday, pretty much the whole day &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 14) Will this person repost this? &lt;br /&gt; Probably not. Unless I&amp;nbsp;send it to him or something. But I&amp;nbsp;probably won't.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 16) Why did you choose this person? &lt;br /&gt; he's my boyfriend&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 18) What was your first impression of this person? &lt;br /&gt; Wanted him.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 19) Have you ever been to the mall with this person? &lt;br /&gt; you bet&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 20) Have you ever had a sleepover with this person?&lt;br /&gt; I&amp;nbsp;wish... :P&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 21) If you ever moved away would you miss this person?&lt;br /&gt; A ton. :(&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 23) Have you ever done something really stupid or illegal with this person?&lt;br /&gt; Illegal... yes. REALLY stupid... not really.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 24) Do you know everything about this person?&lt;br /&gt; No. But I'm getting there. :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 25) Would you date this persons siblings?&lt;br /&gt; Well.. Michael's a good four years older and four hours away... not to mention how fucking weird that would be. So. No. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 26) Have you ever made something with this person?&lt;br /&gt; Yup. We made a CD!&amp;nbsp;Hahah.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 29) Have you gone skinny dipping with this person?&lt;br /&gt; No&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 31) Are they on drugs?&lt;br /&gt; Of course he's not.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 33) Have you ever worn this persons clothes?&lt;br /&gt; You could say so&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 35) If it was freaky friday would you switch bodies with this person?&lt;br /&gt; Hahahah. We'll see...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 36) Have you ever heard this person sing?&lt;br /&gt; Yeah :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 39) Do you know this persons Facebook password?&lt;br /&gt; Nope&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 44.) Have you and this person gone clubbing?&lt;br /&gt; Every night, biatch. Hahaha. Just kidddingggg.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 46) Do you and this person talk alot?&lt;br /&gt; Ohhh yes.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 47) Do you like this person?&lt;br /&gt; Mhmm... might even say I&amp;nbsp;love him :) haha.</content>
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    <title>Procrastination</title>
    <published>2008-11-28T20:25:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-28T20:25:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Anberlin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Has a boy sat on your bed before?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah? Hahah. Dad, duh. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;Anberlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;Yessir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to see somebody right now? Who?&lt;br /&gt;Sure I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time you will kiss someone?&lt;br /&gt;This weekend sometime, probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like someone does his or her name start with a B, K, R, C, or G?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of cellphone do you have?&lt;br /&gt;Samsung. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you wearing socks?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's thinking about you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Matthew, hopefully. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you took a picture with?&lt;br /&gt;Someone at Twilight. I'm gonna shoot for Bailey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen your best friend cry?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I usually start the crying, though. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you NOT looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what shirt your wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Red, Element, butterflies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the first thing you thought this morning?&lt;br /&gt;What time is it? (7:08. I went back to sleep.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna get high later?&lt;br /&gt;D: hella no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you had a phone conversation with for more than 20 minutes?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Probably Matthew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 4am?&lt;br /&gt;sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any emotion you're trying to avoid right now?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a forgiving person?&lt;br /&gt;usually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had a girl best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your real name - Kelsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Your gangster name [first 4 letters of your real name plus 'izzle'] &amp;ndash;&lt;br /&gt;Kelsizzle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Your detective name [favourite colour and favourite animal) -&lt;br /&gt;Undecided&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Your star wars name [first 3 letters of your last n&amp;alpha;me, first 2 letters of your first name, first 3 letters of mom's maiden name] &amp;ndash; Weikeing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Your emo name [black and the name of one of your pets] &amp;ndash;&lt;br /&gt;black tessa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Owns your house &amp;ndash; My dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Bought the clothes your wearing &amp;ndash; I was there for the shirt buying :P and the pants were christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Is at your house &amp;ndash;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Are you talking to right now &amp;ndash; Matthew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Town do you live in &amp;ndash; LB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Are you wearing &amp;ndash; pj pants, tshirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Are you doing in an hour &amp;ndash; cleaning. Possibly showering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Is your middle name - Kathleen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Are you doing tomorrow &amp;ndash; Dealing with the fam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Is your favorite thing to do - Watch movies, listen to music, be with people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Are you sitting on - a chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Are you right now &amp;ndash; the hallway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Were you at 12 noon today- sleeping. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Is your toothbrush &amp;ndash; In the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Do you sleep - a bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Were you yesterday at 10pm &amp;ndash; At Matthew's. Watching Indiana Jones with him and his dad :D hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Are your parents &amp;ndash; dad's driving around somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Did you put your schoolbag &amp;ndash; kitchen table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Do you keep your socks &amp;ndash; a drawer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Are you getting a job &amp;ndash; either when I get my license, or summertime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Are you going to call your friend &amp;ndash; I dunnnooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Did you get home last night &amp;ndash; like 1:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Are you going to stop taking this survey- When it ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Was the last time you had a fruit smoothie &amp;ndash; Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Was the last time you felt really bad - Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Are you taking this &amp;ndash; cause I don't wanna clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Are you wearing what you're wearing right now &amp;ndash; cause it's comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Do you live where you do? &amp;ndash; I'm forced to? Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Do you fix your hair &amp;ndash; with my hands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Many hours do you spend on the computer &amp;ndash; daily? Like, one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Often do you s&amp;alpha;y 'I love you' &amp;ndash; a decent amount&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Underst&amp;alpha;nding &amp;ndash; yes&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Arrogant &amp;ndash; no&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Insecure &amp;ndash; Yes&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Hungry &amp;ndash; nope&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Happy &amp;ndash; yes&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Trusting - yes&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Reliable - depends&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Self-disciplined &amp;ndash; not really&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Sleepy &amp;ndash; no.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Lonely &amp;ndash; kinda&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Smart &amp;ndash; sure&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Moody &amp;ndash; sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Independent &amp;ndash; depends&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Healthy &amp;ndash; eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE LAST 48 HOURS ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Cried - no&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Missed someone &amp;ndash; yes&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Yelled at someone &amp;ndash; Yes&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Drove somewhere &amp;ndash; yes&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Talked to someone on the phone - probably&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Kissed someone &amp;ndash; yes&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Hugged someone &amp;ndash; yes&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Last thing you ate &amp;ndash; cookie&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Talked to someone about something important &amp;ndash; yes</content>
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    <title>Stole it from Britney.. who stole it from Karli... via Facebook. :)</title>
    <published>2008-11-07T02:30:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-07T02:30:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Shut Up and Let Me Go by The Ting Tings</lj:music>
    <content type="html">h o n e s t s e c t i o n&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; honestly, wh&amp;alpha;t color is your underwe&amp;alpha;r? &lt;br /&gt; A really nice blue!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; honestly, wh&amp;alpha;t &amp;alpha;re you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt; Writing this, procrastinating doing my math, downloading music, and considering whether or not to make the CD Matthew's been bugging me about tonight. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; honestly, who is your best friend?&lt;br /&gt; Hannah, Britney, Bailey, Alyssa, Delanie, Brittany.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; honestly, do you w&amp;alpha;tch disney ch&amp;alpha;nnel? &lt;br /&gt; Well, the Family Channel.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; honestly, who is the l&amp;alpha;st person you t&amp;alpha;lked to on the phone? &lt;br /&gt; Dylan Johnson?&amp;nbsp;Hannah?&amp;nbsp;Caleb?&amp;nbsp;Hahaha. No, I think Dylan.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; honestly, &amp;alpha;re you je&amp;alpha;lous of someone right now?&lt;br /&gt; Sorta.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; honestly, do you bite your n&amp;alpha;ils? &lt;br /&gt; Not very often. It's not a habit, though.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; honestly, do you w&amp;alpha;nt to see someone this very moment? &lt;br /&gt; You bet.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; honestly, &amp;alpha;re you keeping &amp;alpha; big secret right now? &lt;br /&gt; Don't think so...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; honestly, do you h&amp;alpha;ve &amp;alpha; friend you don't &amp;alpha;ctu&amp;alpha;lly like? &lt;br /&gt; There are days when they piss me off, of course... there seem to be a few I'm liking less and less.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; t h e c &amp;alpha; n s&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; c&amp;alpha;n you blow &amp;alpha; bubble? &lt;br /&gt; Duhhhh&lt;br /&gt; c&amp;alpha;n you d&amp;alpha;nce? &lt;br /&gt; Better than you can :)&amp;nbsp;Hahah&lt;br /&gt; c&amp;alpha;n you do &amp;alpha; c&amp;alpha;rtwheel? &lt;br /&gt; I haven't attempted in a while, but probably.&lt;br /&gt; c&amp;alpha;n you touch your toes? &lt;br /&gt; Yesssssssirr.&lt;br /&gt; c&amp;alpha;n you whistle? &lt;br /&gt; mhm&lt;br /&gt; c&amp;alpha;n you wiggle your e&amp;alpha;rs?&lt;br /&gt; YEAH!&lt;br /&gt; c&amp;alpha;n you roll your tongue?&lt;br /&gt; Absolutely.&lt;br /&gt; c&amp;alpha;n you m&amp;alpha;ke &amp;alpha; clover with your tongue?&lt;br /&gt; I&amp;nbsp;don't know!&amp;nbsp;D:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;alpha; n g e r s e c t i o n&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; wh&amp;alpha;t do you do when you're m&amp;alpha;d?&lt;br /&gt; Write, cry, listen to music, bitch to people.&lt;br /&gt; ever m&amp;alpha;de &amp;alpha;nyone cry when you were m&amp;alpha;d?   &lt;br /&gt; Yep.&lt;br /&gt; do you swe&amp;alpha;r when your m&amp;alpha;d? &lt;br /&gt; more than I&amp;nbsp;would all week.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; c r y i n g s e c t i o n&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; ever re&amp;alpha;lly cried your he&amp;alpha;rt out?&lt;br /&gt; I&amp;nbsp;can only think of one time when I&amp;nbsp;really cried ridiculously hard. &lt;br /&gt;It felt like my heart was going to explode, and like I&amp;nbsp;was going to pass out.&lt;br /&gt;It was awful, but definitely needed.&lt;br /&gt; ever cried yourself to sleep? &lt;br /&gt; Can't say I&amp;nbsp;have, but I've gone to sleep and woken up the next morning with my eyes still swollen from crying.&lt;br /&gt; ever cried on your friends shoulder?&lt;br /&gt; Yep. Delanie and Brittany&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;think are the only ones. And I&amp;nbsp;have a few times. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt; do you cry when you get an injury? &lt;br /&gt; Only if it really hurts.&amp;nbsp;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt; do cert&amp;alpha;in movies m&amp;alpha;ke you cry? &lt;br /&gt; You bet :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; h &amp;alpha; p p y s e c t i o n&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;alpha;re you usu&amp;alpha;lly &amp;alpha; h&amp;alpha;ppy person?&lt;br /&gt; usually, yeah&lt;br /&gt; wh&amp;alpha;t m&amp;alpha;kes you the h&amp;alpha;ppiest? &lt;br /&gt; People :)&lt;br /&gt; does being with your f&amp;alpha;mily m&amp;alpha;ke you h&amp;alpha;ppy?&lt;br /&gt; Sometimes&lt;br /&gt; do you wish you were h&amp;alpha;ppier?&lt;br /&gt; Not really. I mean, everyone has their bad days. I&amp;nbsp;couldn't be happy ALL the time.&lt;br /&gt; is being h&amp;alpha;ppy over-r&amp;alpha;ted?&lt;br /&gt; NO.&lt;br /&gt; c&amp;alpha;n music m&amp;alpha;ke you h&amp;alpha;ppy? &lt;br /&gt; It is right now :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; h &amp;alpha; t e s e c t i o n&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; ever m&amp;alpha;de &amp;alpha; h&amp;alpha;te list?  &lt;br /&gt; Nope&lt;br /&gt; h&amp;alpha;ve you ever been on &amp;alpha; h&amp;alpha;te list? &lt;br /&gt; I doubt it&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; s e l f e s t e e m s e c t i o n&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; is your self-esteem low? &lt;br /&gt; Sometimes, yeah.&lt;br /&gt; do you wish you could be someone else? &lt;br /&gt; Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; l o o k &amp;alpha; t m e&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; wh&amp;alpha;t is your current h&amp;alpha;ir color? Brown?&amp;nbsp;Auburny brown?&amp;nbsp;I dunno. I've gotten used to it, I&amp;nbsp;really couldn't say.&lt;br /&gt; peircings? Ears.&lt;br /&gt; str&amp;alpha;ight h&amp;alpha;ir or curly? A gross combination of the two.&lt;br /&gt; how t&amp;alpha;ll? 5'6&amp;quot;, according to the thing on the Petro door.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; c u r r e n t l y w e &amp;alpha; r i n g ♪&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; wh&amp;alpha;t shirt &amp;alpha;re you we&amp;alpha;ring? &lt;br /&gt; Grey and kinda light teal striped Volcom shirt. Scoop-neck, cap sleeves. :)&lt;br /&gt; shoes? &lt;br /&gt; None&lt;br /&gt; &amp;alpha;re you we&amp;alpha;ring &amp;alpha; neckl&amp;alpha;ce, who got it for you?  &lt;br /&gt; Not wearing one!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; h &amp;alpha; v e y o u e v e r&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; hugged someone? &lt;br /&gt; I&amp;nbsp;pretty much raped Hannah today. Sooo, yeah.&lt;br /&gt; been on the phone until the sun c&amp;alpha;me up? &lt;br /&gt; One time I&amp;nbsp;stayed up till like... 4 or 5 on the phone with Logan Michalchuk. And Delanie and Brittany, since they were with me. I don't remember if the sun was coming up though. I think it was in April, so I&amp;nbsp;doubt it.&lt;br /&gt; l&amp;alpha;ughed so h&amp;alpha;rd you cried?&lt;br /&gt; Clearly.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; t h e l a s t♪&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; person you t&amp;alpha;lked on the phone too? &lt;br /&gt; Dylan Johnson.&lt;br /&gt; person you t&amp;alpha;lked to online?&lt;br /&gt; ... Caleb or Mattew, not sure.&lt;br /&gt; person you t&amp;alpha;lked to in person? &lt;br /&gt; Dad.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; r &amp;alpha; n d o m ♪&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; do you like these notes? &lt;br /&gt; :) yeah&lt;br /&gt; do you get along with your parents? &lt;br /&gt; yeah.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; c u r r e n t ♪&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; current mood: &lt;br /&gt; Alright.&lt;br /&gt; current music: &lt;br /&gt; Whatever You Like by T.I.&lt;br /&gt; current h&amp;alpha;ir style: &lt;br /&gt; Down... looks like it does most days.&lt;br /&gt; current windows open:&lt;br /&gt;  This, Facebook, and Limewire.&lt;br /&gt; current desktop:  &lt;br /&gt; some blue thing.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; t h e d i d s ♪&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Did you ever w&amp;alpha;nt to be &amp;alpha; doctor?&lt;br /&gt;  Yep&lt;br /&gt; Firefighter?&lt;br /&gt;  Noo hahah&lt;br /&gt; Police Officer ? &lt;br /&gt; Not sure...&lt;br /&gt; Lawyer ? &lt;br /&gt; I think so&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; t h e d o s ♪&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; do you know how to swim?&lt;br /&gt; Yeah! I'm a lifeguard :)&lt;br /&gt; do you like rollerco&amp;alpha;sters? &lt;br /&gt; Not particularly.&amp;nbsp; D:&lt;br /&gt; do you own &amp;alpha; bike?&lt;br /&gt; But of course!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; t h e d o e s ♪&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; does your h&amp;alpha;ir run in your f&amp;alpha;mily? &lt;br /&gt; I get it from my Daddddd.&lt;br /&gt; does your f&amp;alpha;mily h&amp;alpha;ve picniks? &lt;br /&gt; Sometimes the extended fam will go out to some lake and we'll rock out for an afternoon... that includes eating, so call it what you want.&amp;nbsp;Hahah.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; t h e h &amp;alpha; v e s ♪&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; h&amp;alpha;ve you ever been to the oce&amp;alpha;n? &lt;br /&gt; I&amp;nbsp;don't think I&amp;nbsp;ever actually touched the water, but I&amp;nbsp;saw&lt;br /&gt; h&amp;alpha;ve you ever p&amp;alpha;inted your n&amp;alpha;ils? &lt;br /&gt; I&amp;nbsp;plan on doing that later, actually!&amp;nbsp;:D&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; t h e h o w s ♪&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; how did you find out &amp;alpha;bout f&amp;alpha;cebook? &lt;br /&gt; I&amp;nbsp;was at Delanie's house, and we were like, well fuck, let's make a facebook. And it was fun, so we both made our own. Hahaah.&lt;br /&gt; how m&amp;alpha;ny people &amp;alpha;re on your friends list?&lt;br /&gt; Liiike... 303?&amp;nbsp; Hahaha 3OH!3 :)&lt;br /&gt; how m&amp;alpha;ny of them h&amp;alpha;ve you met in person? &lt;br /&gt; Uhm... Well. I&amp;nbsp;haven't ACTUALLY talked to Michael, or Jess Lippai... but I'm still friends with them. I'd say like 99%.&lt;br /&gt; how old &amp;alpha;re you? &lt;br /&gt; 15&lt;br /&gt; how much money do you h&amp;alpha;ve on you right now? &lt;br /&gt; Literally in my pockets?&amp;nbsp;Nothing&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; t h e l &amp;alpha; s t s ♪&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; l&amp;alpha;st person you hung out with? &lt;br /&gt; Hannah, Gina, and Tannis hahah.&lt;br /&gt; l&amp;alpha;st thing &amp;alpha; person s&amp;alpha;id to you on the phone? &lt;br /&gt;Probably like &amp;quot;Okay&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;last time you slept in &amp;alpha;ll morning? &lt;br /&gt; I&amp;nbsp;don't even know. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; t h e w h &amp;alpha; t s ♪&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; wh&amp;alpha;t &amp;alpha;re you doing tonight?  &lt;br /&gt; Math, packing, do my nails, texting. &lt;br /&gt; wh&amp;alpha;t is the we&amp;alpha;ther outside?&lt;br /&gt; COLD&lt;br /&gt; wh&amp;alpha;t w&amp;alpha;s the l&amp;alpha;st restur&amp;alpha;unt you &amp;alpha;te &amp;alpha;t c&amp;alpha;lled?&lt;br /&gt; Uhhhhmmm... Chef?&lt;br /&gt; wh&amp;alpha;t w&amp;alpha;s the l&amp;alpha;st thing you h&amp;alpha;d to drink?&lt;br /&gt; Pepsi D:&lt;br /&gt; wh&amp;alpha;t w&amp;alpha;s the l&amp;alpha;st movie you w&amp;alpha;tched?&lt;br /&gt; Hmm... Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist?</content>
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    <title>Love, you are foolish, you're tired, your sleeplessness makes you a liar.</title>
    <published>2008-11-01T22:51:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-01T22:51:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Hush Sound</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My Halloween was pretty lame.&lt;br /&gt;But apparently everyone's was, SO. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been good, I&amp;nbsp;got to hang out with Hannah for a bit. She had to go to work about 45 minutes after I&amp;nbsp;got into town, though. But that was alright because I&amp;nbsp;got to see Tommy too. (And Derek, awkward as that was). &lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm going to Matthew's... His parents won't be home. :$ Hahaha. No, I'm not worried. He's pretty much taken care of setting the boundaries, and I'm fine with them, so we're golden. We'll probably watch like, Kenny VS. Spenny&amp;nbsp;(if it's on), play video games, and go on the computer, and... well. You know. Hahaha. Today he asked me what I&amp;nbsp;want for CHRISTMAS, so I&amp;nbsp;guess he plans on being around for a while. :)&amp;nbsp;(and we were talking about Banff one day... which is February/March, SO...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on the hunt for a car.&amp;nbsp;Hahaha. I'll probably drive Shitbird anyway. Whateverrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone and anyone reading this should go listen to everything ever made by The Hush Sound. I've liked them for a few years already, but I'd only listened to the same few songs. Yesterday/Today I&amp;nbsp;searched up a bunch of songs... and I'm in love.&amp;nbsp;They've got such an awesome old feeling. Lots of piano, which is always good, but they're still kinda... rockish?&amp;nbsp;But not.. I&amp;nbsp;have no clue how to put it. And their voices are fantastic. Like I&amp;nbsp;said; love.</content>
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    <title>kelseyes @ 2008-10-20T09:15:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-20T15:16:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-20T15:16:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Apparently we don't like sharp knives in my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really considering taking the car and leaving right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's dumb as fuck.</content>
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    <title>Come Here, Lover Boy.</title>
    <published>2008-09-22T01:52:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-22T01:52:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm loving 50's music and 3oh!3 right now. Such a combo. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;bold&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WARNING: You may puke after reading the following due to excessive talk of my boyfriend. Feel free to not read it at all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/bold&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (Heck, I still like just being able to use the term boyfriend. Hahaha. See? You'll wanna puke all over.) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo last night was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;I walked into Antosh's and saw Vanc and lost my mind. Hahah. I was so pumped :D&lt;br /&gt;had a good chat, eh babe? &lt;br /&gt;Hahaha okay, and on the way there, Matthew's like &amp;quot;You know how to get there?&amp;quot; I'm like &amp;quot;Yeahh.&amp;quot;  he's like &amp;quot;K, cause I only know the way coming from Swan River. And that it's 4 miles outta town.&amp;quot; So whatever, we get to town and we were just gonna head straight out there, and I was texting Hannah or something, so I didn't tell him where to turn off, so we were going in the wrong direction. I told him that, I'm like &amp;quot;Uhh... we have to be going in the other direction.&amp;quot; He was convinced we were going in the right direction. We kinda argued about it (light heartedly, we haven't actually fought yet.. haha) but then we had to go back to town anyway. We ended up having to get Gina (agh) and then we just followed Jon out there, and I was right!&amp;quot; Bwahahaha. It was funny. I laughed at him for a bit. I'm like &amp;quot;Yeah, I was right. Take that.&amp;quot; Part of the reason he wouldn't listen to me is because I didn't have my glasses on, and apparently I don't know what I'm doing when I don't have them. Loser. Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew and Jon left pretty quick to go see some guys from football, so we didn't get to hang out much ahah. I got bugged about my &amp;quot;husband&amp;quot; (as Marc put it hahah. He's the only one that said it, but it made me laugh. Silly kid.) a fair bit... everyone knows, it's funny. Laine and Shayne both found out from their mothers. Hahahahah. I had a nice chat with them about it. Laine's like &amp;quot;I can't believe Matthew never told me!&amp;quot; And they both asked me numerous times when &amp;quot;Mattchew&amp;quot; would be back. I'm like oh dear. Hahaha. I was loving it though :)&lt;br /&gt;I was talking with Travis for a bit, and he was making me cry. It was so cute. Even if we were both drunk. Hahaha. But yeah... he ended up hugging me a couple times and stuff. I never full out cried, though. Mostly just got choked up. I always get my timing screwed up in this, but Matthew came back before I started talking to Travis. I was standing by Matthew just kinda talking to him, and Travis came over and tried to say something to Matthew, but he didn't hear him. So I don't know, I ended up over talking to Travis, and then Travis was like &amp;quot;Go over there!&amp;quot; To me, so I stayed where I was while Travis went and talked to Matthew, and I go back, giving them both odd looks, and I just kinda stood there, and Matthew put his arm around me, and I'm like &amp;quot;what did Travis tell you?&amp;quot; and he's like &amp;quot;all he told me was to put my arm around you.&amp;quot; After a little bit, I believed him. Hahaha. THEN I talked to Travis. Matthew went downstairs, I think. Haha. So yeah, then when we had to leave, I got in the car, and I hadn't really talked to Matthew since before I was talking to Travis, so he didn't know what had gone on, and I was kinda wiping at my eyes, and he just kinda looked at me funny. I'm like &amp;quot;Travis was making me cry.&amp;quot; Hahah. He's like &amp;quot;What was he doing?&amp;quot; So I told him what went on and stuff. I didn't say anything for a good ten minutes because I couldn't think of anything to say that wasn't depressing, so finally he's just like &amp;quot;You're being pretty quiet...&amp;quot; and he looked over at me. I just nodded and kinda bit my lip, so thinking back I would've looked pretty sad. I was, but I mean, I was (kind of) okay. So, while driving the standard (though there wasn't much shifting at that point.. but still. Haha.) he just held my hand, and I must've sniffled or something because all of a sudden, oh look at that! His arm's around me. Haha. He's like &amp;quot;just cry if it'll make you feel better&amp;quot; but by that point I wasn't trying to not cry anymore. I was just whatever. He asked me a couple times if I was gonna be okay and stuff, and then again before he left. I'm like, how freaking cute are you. Hahah.(Oh, and he actually walks me to the door. Like... I don't even know. &amp;nbsp;:) hahah) Buuuut then once I&amp;nbsp;got in the house I&amp;nbsp;cried for a little bit. Oh well. It happens. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've lost interest in typing such things out, so I'm gonna go attempt to do my math!&amp;nbsp;Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Interview, yo.</title>
    <published>2008-09-16T01:35:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-16T01:35:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Put Yo Hood Up - Set Your Goals</lj:music>
    <content type="html">What is your name?&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey.  Kelseyes. Whatevskis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of showers?&lt;br /&gt;They're MARVELOUS.&lt;br /&gt;I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of baths?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't feel very clean when I bathe. What's the point? All the grossness you wash off just ends up in the water, which stays all around you, so therefore... No point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your thoughts on bugs?&lt;br /&gt;Icky. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Twizzlers?&lt;br /&gt;You betcha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does sourness bother you?&lt;br /&gt;Like, sour candies? Hell no. They're good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you react to the dark?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on where I am, who I'm with (possibly who's grabbing my ass?), and if I'm drunk. Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you react to noise?&lt;br /&gt;Sudden noises make me jump/shriek/heart skip a beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you stand heights?&lt;br /&gt;No. D: I get scared on the ferris wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought of all the little particles you breathe in every few seconds?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, actually. On the bus, mostly, because I can see them, and I have myself convinced that it's all going to build up and I'm gonna be screwed because something bad is gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you fear or embrace insanity?&lt;br /&gt;Both. If we're talking the literal, you need to be taken to a nut-house insanity, fear. If we're just talking different than the norm, embrace. Things would be so boring if everyone was the same. I seem to be one of the few people who don't judge people for why they're different, but love them for it. It's sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your view on pain?&lt;br /&gt;It prepares you for the rest of your life, because you're likely going to deal with similar things later on. Pain is a necessary part of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you deal with being crowded in with people?&lt;br /&gt;I get a little claustrophobic. Well, if it's a bunch of strangers. I get kinda edgy. If it's just like, a party in Hooper's garage, and everyone's piled in there, I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do wild animals bother you?&lt;br /&gt;Not really. Well, I mean, yeah I'd be scared if I saw a bear, but I'd force myself to stay calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you were told you have kidney disease?&lt;br /&gt;Do whatever the fuck the doctor told me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were a vampire, would you fear garlic?&lt;br /&gt;I'd ask around and see if it would kill me. If I didn't know for sure, I probably wouldn't touch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you find you are very opinionated?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. About some things, anyway. Things I know about. Unlike some people, if I don't know much about something, I'll stay neutral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel about dust?&lt;br /&gt;It's gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you feel if you learned you had amnesia for a month?&lt;br /&gt;In one word... devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you fear becoming angry?&lt;br /&gt;Kind of. I don't get REALLY mad very often, and when I do... you better keep me away from whoever I'm mad at, because I don't know how I'd react. The only person I've ever put myself in that situation with is my sister, and I don't know how it would turn out with anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you react if you couldn't move one of your joints?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on which joint. I'd ask my dad what he thinks, and then probably go to the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you social?&lt;br /&gt;Yessir! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to stay single forever? (If you have a husband/wife/et cetera, skip.)&lt;br /&gt;well... I'm not single right now, but even if I was, hell no. At this stage in my life, I get bored, and for later on... I can't picture myself any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people with amputations freak you out?&lt;br /&gt;No. I mean, at first, a little, yeah, but after that, whatever. It's part of who they are, and it's not like they chose for it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel when you see fire?&lt;br /&gt;Intrigued. It's gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever fear atomic explosions?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you thoroughly sick of answering this now?&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm sad it's over.</content>
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    <title>Lonely Goat No More!</title>
    <published>2008-08-31T20:24:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-31T20:24:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pierce The Veil</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yep, it's true. As of last night I&amp;nbsp;lost my &amp;quot;single&amp;quot; status. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm a big nerd. Take it. Uhm, so anyway, I&amp;nbsp;guess I'm going to his football game on Friday with Brittany and her fam, or possibly Hannah, depending. Hahaha. Brittany and I&amp;nbsp;were envisioning how her and Hannah will double team me and make those couple hours absolutely horrid for me. It'll be a bonding experience. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahha fucking Caleb... what a kid. He thought Matthew was 21 for some unknown crazy as fuck reason. I&amp;nbsp;pretty much lost it. I'm like &amp;quot;THATS&amp;nbsp;SIX&amp;nbsp;YEARS!&amp;nbsp;THATS&amp;nbsp;NOT&amp;nbsp;EVEN&amp;nbsp;FUCKING&amp;nbsp;LEGAL!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb aka Staff Sgt. Max Fightmaster says (1:37 PM):&lt;br /&gt;Wow how much did that offend you&lt;br /&gt;Caleb aka Staff Sgt. Max Fightmaster says (1:38 PM):&lt;br /&gt;....apparently a good bit&lt;br /&gt;kelsey. says (1:39 PM):&lt;br /&gt;that makes me seem like such a ho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha. So funny. So I&amp;nbsp;went and got a yearbook to see just who that would have to be. Like, eeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who hasn't should go listen to Pierce The Veil's version of Beat It RIGHT&amp;nbsp;NOW.&amp;nbsp; :D&lt;br /&gt;Or anything by Pierce the Veil, really. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ima go get ready or something... I'm supposed to go to my auntie's so we can 'spend time together'.&amp;nbsp; Fuck off. I&amp;nbsp;don't need another mom. I&amp;nbsp;know it's with good intention, but I'm not retarded. It was expected, and we got in all those mother-daughter like talks when we could. I&amp;nbsp;don't need any more. Argh. I&amp;nbsp;hope Travis is there, at least... I should probably inform him of his handiwork. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh.&amp;nbsp; Byeeee.</content>
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    <title>Back To Schooooool.</title>
    <published>2008-08-29T23:11:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-29T23:11:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Katy Perry.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Had you asked me how I&amp;nbsp;felt about going back to school a week ago, and I&amp;nbsp;would've said that I&amp;nbsp;REALLY didn't want to, but since it was eminent, I was excited and scared all at the same time. My feelings now?&amp;nbsp;About the same, but a lot less scared. I'm already having good feelings about math. Who the fuck knew? Hahah. We just did a simple little assignment, but I'm already remembering what it felt like to enjoy doing math. :D&amp;nbsp; Fucking Parmar that goddam idiot had to ruin it for me. Hopefully Provali can revive my math skills. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to English... I&amp;nbsp;already like Kaminski for a teacher. Damn computer erased what I&amp;nbsp;had written -_-&amp;nbsp; basically I&amp;nbsp;had said that I have to try to not let Delanie get me all fucked up again, and if that starts happening, just shack up with Bailey and Alyssa for a bit. She can dig her own hole again this year if she wants, but she won't make mine too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym seems like it'll be interesting... there's 15 of us in the class. Lmao. Mr. Kinney seems really nice, though. I like him so far. We play some gay as shit games though. They're amusing. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social... ew. I've never liked it (though Ms. Howden told me I&amp;nbsp;have a gift for the subject...), but I&amp;nbsp;hope it goes well this year. Minchuk's in our class, so I'm sure that'll be interesting. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that covers my day. Hahah.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and band. Love band. Sorry again for attacking you, Britney. Hahah. I&amp;nbsp;guess now we know, though. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully tomorrow night works out in some way.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck am I&amp;nbsp;bored though. Ack. &amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Well How.</title>
    <published>2008-08-24T19:11:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-24T19:11:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="1"&gt;Well fine, then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had me all excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geeeez. What the fuck... Ahh now I'm just confused.&amp;nbsp; :(&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Yay Surveys :)  (still stolen)</title>
    <published>2008-08-22T19:56:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-22T19:56:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Katy Perry. Duh.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Have you ever been caught sneaking out?: uh, I live on a farm.  =/ no where to really sneak to.&lt;br /&gt;In a guy which is more important, intelligence or attraction?: ahhh the battle that I'm fighting currently! I love the intelligence, but at this point in my 15 year old life, they have to be decent looking. And taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;Can you whistle?: yes.&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever told you they wanted to have sex with you?: well, someone said I'm "bangable"... not to my face though, because I was running away from him. Hahaha. Good times..?&lt;br /&gt;Are tattoos a turn-on or turn-off for you?: nothing big.. or in a stupid place is fine.&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person to annoy you?: .... Dustin.  :(&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any plans for this weekend?: hehehe :)  you bet I do.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a real near death experience?: when I was born my collarbone got broken? I coulda been all disabled and whatnot?  That's about as close as I've come, I think...&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever experienced any of those suductive moves as shown in Cosmo?: hahahahaa no.&lt;br /&gt;Can you honestly taste the differnce between Pepsi and Coke?: I sure can! :D&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever caught your hair on fire?: no sir!&lt;br /&gt;Are you a good liar?: well, I think I am... but who really knows. The people I lie to, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;What is one thing that you secretly love?: it's not a secret, but some people would be surprised, I love Katy Perry. Endlessly. She's just fucken rad.&lt;br /&gt;What color is your pillowcase?: purple!&lt;br /&gt;If you could kill someone, without any consequences, would you?: Like, without them being missed or anything either? Hmm... I dunno. I'd get them fired for sure. I'd do that even WITH the consequences. I don't know if I'd kill them.&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever go on a Reality TV show?: depends on which one. Probably not, though.&lt;br /&gt;If you were someone else would you be friends with you?: Probably. I'd probably be like "she's kinda weird... but pretty nice, so okay. :)"&lt;br /&gt;How long do you think you will live?: hard to say.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever paid for sex?: duh.... hahahahaa no.&lt;br /&gt;Do you own a gun?: nope.&lt;br /&gt;Do you find the opposite sex to be confusing?: uh yeah. Well, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Is the last person you kissed nice?: meh. Kiss was decent, guy... meh.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever danced on a table?: Don't think so...&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite song by Michael Jackson?: beat it.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like going on walks?: yeahh! :)&lt;br /&gt;Do you usually spend more time during the day inside or outside?: inside.&lt;br /&gt;Is coloring fun for you?: hahah yeah it is!&lt;br /&gt;When did you stop having a bedtime?: I never really had a dead set one. It was more like "Kelsey, go to bed."  half an hour later, if I wasn't, they said it again. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Do you need to say anything to someone?: Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite superpower?: teleportation. Or mind reading. Or telekinesis.</content>
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    <title>stolen from theparkonpiano.  :)</title>
    <published>2008-08-21T05:40:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-21T05:40:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Katy Perry</lj:music>
    <content type="html">random life questions&lt;br /&gt;are you obsessed with sex?: no. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;are you tall?: Not overly.&lt;br /&gt;who's the last person(s) you hung out with?: Vanc and Jade&lt;br /&gt;who's the last person you talked to on the phone?: Brittany?&lt;br /&gt;Was today better than yesterday?: betterrrr hahaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorites&lt;br /&gt;number: hmm... I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;friends: hmm... all? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;food: popcorn... fruit, pizza. The generic things.&lt;br /&gt;desert: this awesome coffee thing my mom made like, once.. it was phenomenal. &lt;br /&gt;holiday: christmas.&lt;br /&gt;drink: Iced Tea. That I make. Hahah. Or like, ... lots of kinds of tea in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this that you hate&lt;br /&gt;number: none?&lt;br /&gt;people: parmar and layh are the first people that come to mind.&lt;br /&gt;food: hm.. mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;holiday: don't HATE any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random questions and answers&lt;br /&gt;What was the first thing you did this morning when you got up?:: noticed how much of a wreck I looked like. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have anything bothering you?:: when don't I?&lt;br /&gt;Do you smile often?:: usually.&lt;br /&gt;Where did you sleep the last saturday?:: Uh.. my house?&lt;br /&gt;Why did you sleep there?:: I usually sleep here..&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you cried?:: like two hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;What are you about to do?:: Not sure.. probably read.&lt;br /&gt;What do you hear right now?:: KATY PERRY.  :D&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite month?: July, probably. December, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;How many kids do you want/have?: like.. 3.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emotional issues&lt;br /&gt;Are you missing someone right now?:: Horribly.&lt;br /&gt;Are you bored?:: kinda. &lt;br /&gt;Are you Italian?:: I wish! &lt;br /&gt;Are you parents still married?:: uh... well...&lt;br /&gt;If a hott boy tried to kiss you, would you kiss them back?:: Stupid question. Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;facts about you&lt;br /&gt;hometown:: Langenburg, SK.&lt;br /&gt;natural hair color:: brown&lt;br /&gt;height:: 5'5" ?&lt;br /&gt;eyes color:: blue&lt;br /&gt;favorite color:: yellow?&lt;br /&gt;birthday:: April 3, 1993&lt;br /&gt;most important thing to you:: family. And honesty.&lt;br /&gt;regrets: Cody.  HAHAHA. Ah, he wasn't that bad. &lt;br /&gt;if you could change one thing in your life... what would it be?:: I would've said something to my parents sooner.&lt;br /&gt;people you would like to kill if you could:: Mrs. Layh. She's such a stupid cunt.</content>
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    <title>Shit.</title>
    <published>2008-08-20T07:07:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-20T07:07:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sooo... July 30th was probably like, the worst day ever.&lt;br /&gt;I lost my mom. Don't go all sad and giving advice in the comments, though. I'll punch you. You can say you're sorry and whatever, but don't tell me what to expect or anything. Agh. Hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a GREAT time with Carly making Christa look stupid on Facebook. I feel kinda bad (I guess) but like... she's just so fucking retarded. God is it funny. Anyone I have on Facebook here should go read. Hahaha. Fuck. Too good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sighs- I hate this... but I'm kinda getting sick of Caleb. He's gotten too... idk. Clingy? Maybe. And I've gotten to know him better, and I'm not sure what I think. He's weird face to face, apparently. He doesn't like looking people in the eyes (which I find really off putting)and is really quiet. And you can just kinda tell he's one of those ... people. Which sounds really bad, but like, one of those people who I find really annoying, but since I don't see him face to face, it's fine. -sighs-   Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And -giggles like a school girl-.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I even fucking like him, but I do. Do I really even talk to the kid? No. When I have he's super nice though. :)   Come on, Nick and Sam, work your CB magic. Hahaha. Get me in there. Ahhh shit am I tired. -giggles some more-  still want him though.  -more sighing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working with Sam was hilarious, though. I wish I'd gotten to work with her more =/ I'll just have to facebook her every once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to the conclusion that I should just live in CB. Hahaha.   ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWHO... I'm going to bed. Gotta work tomorrow!</content>
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    <title>kelseyes @ 2008-07-27T22:35:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-28T04:28:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-28T04:28:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I MISS THE FOREIGNERS.    :'(&lt;br /&gt;and I'm gonna miss Codyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;:(</content>
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    <title>kelseyes @ 2008-07-13T16:54:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-13T23:15:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-13T23:15:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Katy Perry</lj:music>
    <content type="html">July 8, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;I honestly scared myself last night.&lt;br /&gt;It was not good.&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time in over a week that I'd seen my mom or anyone else in my family for a long time (except for my dad) and it scared the absolute shit out of me. I just like, shut myself up in my room and cried. And wrote. And I'm not even going to mention everything. I went to the computer in hopes that Brittany would be online, but no. So I talked to Caleb instead. And I'm talking to him right now. I swear, he lives on the computer. Except for when he's fighting the difficult battle of actually getting his learner's license. Hahahah. The whole boy thing... wow. Hahahaha. So weird. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The swimming crap is alright I guess... the people are kinda weird. Idk. One girl, Kendall (? Spelling) is probably my favourite. Christine is okay.(*) She's 17, and can be kinda... snobby? Sure. But yeah.. she's kinda hot and cold, for lack of a better term. Michelle is her cousin, who is 16 in a month (as she likes to put it - because then people only hear 16, and you seem older!) and she's hilarious. Shit. Son. In the showers the other day, I'm pretty sure I didn't stop laughing the whole time. Then there's Ryan, who's Christine's brother, and Michelle's cousin (as one would assume). He's 15, 16 in about a month, too. He's okay. Kinda weird. Meh. Hahaha. Then there's.. Lorrie, who isn't coming back next week. Not sure why. The teacher (and examiner - they're twins) is her sister. Apparently she was forced into it. Then there's Chantel. She's annoying. Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*)(July 13, 2008)I actually had to save from about where I started talking about Christine up there because I was at the library in Yorkton, and I got kicked off the computer. Bad scene. Hahaha I was embarassed. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah... tomorrow it starts all over again. Agh. =/ I miss working at the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't talked to Caleb in a couple days... :(&lt;br /&gt;Do I like him?&lt;br /&gt;Hm... Honestly. I think about it a lot. As I'm sure I've said before, I really just wanna know how tall he is. Hahahah. I feel like the worst person ever for saying it, but... yeahhhhh. I've also begun thinking about how he might be kind of cocky? Like, in a Cody Sast. way. Insecure, but acts like that anyway. You know? Hmm... but Caleb isn't as bad as Cody, by any means, if at all. It's hard to know these things without actually hanging out with the person. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reallllllllly realllllly reallly ridiculously excited for Warped, though. Like... I pretty much spaz out everytime I talk about it. :D:D:D:D:D It's gonna be so amazing. Like, Family Force Five, Say Anything, Katy Perry (who I've taken quite a liking to), The Audition :D, All Time Low, dskfhafsdkhglksdh. WOOO! :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;I'm SO EXCITED. Ahhhh,ds'ajhsdfk. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah. Katy Perry. Woo! Go listen to If You Can Afford Me. Right now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhhhhhhm... yeah. Things are really up and down. -shrugs-&lt;br /&gt;No one better ask me how mom is. Agh. &lt;br /&gt;Today she's been good, though. Just kinda tired and dopey haha. &lt;br /&gt;Last night was rough (it was my parents anniversary.... sooo yeah.) but I've been much much worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. okay. I'm gonna go play some more Bubble Town. Caleb can try to overtake me... but never will. Hahahaha.  :)</content>
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    <title>kelseyes @ 2008-06-15T00:29:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-15T06:41:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-15T06:41:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">______&lt;br /&gt;                         / (        ) \ &lt;br /&gt;                          \_ (____ )_/&lt;br /&gt;                              /__\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb aka Staff Sgt. Max Fightmaster says (12:13 AM):&lt;br /&gt;There's your trophy for longest ever conversation soley in brackets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn boys.&lt;br /&gt;Juggling three of 'em.&lt;br /&gt;Bleee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch told me that yes, he does like me (but he wondered because I'm 'always talking to other guys just as much as' him. Hahha. Aw. Silly.) but he doesn't want a girlfriend right now. He's leaving for the whole summer, so there'd be no point. Hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody.. yeahh. I dunno. He's a sweetie. How I feel about the whole situation changes daily.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb. Honestly, this sounds horrible, but I just really wanna know how tall he is. I feel horrible for being so damn shallow, but that's kind of a big deal. Like, I don't know if he's taller than me. Or even just the same height is cool! Bah. I'm awful. He's fun though. Hahah. And like, brilliant as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geeeez. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Delanie and Brittany are being bitches. Like.. fuck off. If you're just gonna decide you don't want me hanging around, then go fuck yourselves. I woulda liked to go to hazy with them tonight, you know, see Mitch, but no, never a fucking invite. They took me (GLADLY) to Russell, when I only knew ONE person there. I talk to TWO (yeah, it's a fucking step up) of the people who woulda been in hazy. Piss me off. Eat shit.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON ANOTHER NOTE&lt;br /&gt;Yay grad!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone looked great&lt;br /&gt;whatnot, blahblahblah&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in a mood to be happy aha in this.&lt;br /&gt;Suck a dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.</content>
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    <title>hectic!</title>
    <published>2008-05-29T01:46:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-29T01:46:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>THE AUDITION!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So like, I have too much happening right now and I'm definitely not explaining everything.&lt;br /&gt;Cody's being kinda weird... =/ stupid boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooo excited for tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully there's pretty boys. :) hahaha&lt;br /&gt;I have so much fucking homework though... probably gonna commit.&lt;br /&gt;Delanie and I were contemplating the ways we could do it...&lt;br /&gt;one was like, spread all the undone homework around us in a circle, and write "THIS IS WHY" on the sheets really big.  Hahahahaha. We're so morbid.&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, if a professional heard me talk sometimes, or knew my thoughts... I'd be in an institution.  :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick is telling me that he and Britney (come on, Brit!) gave up on me and Brendon.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. Cody was all like trying to convince me he's better than Brendon, but like, if he's gonna be stupid, then maybe I'll just go after Brendon. See what he does. (Cody, that is.) Hahaha. I'd go out with Brendon. Hahaha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, definitely talking to Brendon right now.  :)  haha</content>
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    <title>kelseyes @ 2008-05-14T22:08:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-15T04:16:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-15T04:16:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Forever The Sickest Kids</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I heard this song today. I honestly like, almost cried. It's not even a sad song, really.&lt;br /&gt;It just really hit home, and pretty much is the epitome of what I feel like right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called "Coffee Break" by Forever the Sickest Kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm two cups into my coffee break.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting alone in the café front way.&lt;br /&gt;Reading all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning my cell off, just to breath,&lt;br /&gt;Cause everyone I know just keeps calling me.&lt;br /&gt;And I just need a little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've overcommitted myself,&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is growing up.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleeping so little these days,&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is growing up.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling things are about to change,&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing this is growing up,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm guessing this is growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my mom hates my guts.&lt;br /&gt;She has every reason to,&lt;br /&gt;For all the things I do.&lt;br /&gt;And it breaks me just to know,&lt;br /&gt;That I have torn her apart so many times, so many times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've overcommitted myself,&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is growing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleeping so little these days,&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is growing up.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling things are about to change,&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing this is growing up,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm guessing this is growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna change, I wanna stay right where I lay&lt;br /&gt;Eyes closed, head down on the pillow,&lt;br /&gt;Better change, before it's too late,&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing this is growing up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm done with my coffee break,&lt;br /&gt;I turn on my phone, now that I've grown up.&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>Ghost Bitchslap!</title>
    <published>2008-05-13T05:41:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-13T05:41:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">That's how the ghosts would torment you after you pranked them in their own cemetary, according to Caleb. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so disgusting right now&lt;br /&gt;like, I've got my hair pretty much slicked back&lt;br /&gt;It's hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I've slept, drank apple cider, ate other things, watched tv, and said my lines to myself.&lt;br /&gt;And slicked my hair back.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope my throat doesn't hurt so bad for tomorrow. That would suck. So I'm probably gonna take a thermos of apple cider with me tomorrow and refill it lots throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.</content>
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