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  <title>wander past all things that are the same</title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 03 May 2008 14:17:06 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;This is one of those times when I wish I had a legitimate mother. A real mother would listen when her oldest daughter calls her up and says. &quot;Roz is having cybersex with strange men online.&quot; A real mother would come home from Paris. She wouldn’t say, &quot;Well, at least its not real sex,&quot; and then toss the phone off to Dad, who was no help either.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Sometimes this really just sucks. I wish mom and dad would realize that 21 years ago when they decided to have sex, it meant more than that&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;being me is &lt;u&gt;great&lt;/u&gt; not.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;-my 17 year old sister is having cybersex&lt;br /&gt;- waitressing has earned me practically no tips AND minimum wage&lt;br /&gt;- jonah and i are on the rocksish. i wish he would listen to me about roz and how insane she is being. he says oh, and comforts me for about a minute then we talk about HIM and HIS problems and accomplishments.&lt;br /&gt;- dani is as evasive as ever&lt;br /&gt;- libby never calls anymore&lt;br /&gt;- louisa and lilly seem to be buddying up without me&lt;br /&gt;- leita is in new york&lt;br /&gt;- i&apos;m going to new york next year.&lt;br /&gt;- who will take care of Dani? Mom and Dad are never at home? Fuck, whats a high school junior going to do by herself?&lt;br /&gt;- I have to apply to UNH (parent&apos;s orders, &quot;Emily you can take a year off as long as you can apply to UNH, and go there for Dani&apos;s sake.) They didn&apos;t expect me to get accepted to a damn good school did they? I guess not. And God, I was soo excited too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;- i am tired&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;I really miss Libby, Lilly, Louisa and Leita. Weird. Everyone I miss has an L. I miss my lovely ladies.&lt;br /&gt;fuck this computer</description>
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  <description>I really despise gossiping. I work at Fast Eddy&apos;s, and as I was working, I couldnt help hear these two teenagers trashing this girl named Eleanor. Poor Eleanor. No one liked her. Or so these dumbass kids were saying. In walks a pretty blond girl, and it is apparent that she is meeting them. Guess who she is? Yes, you guessed it: Eleanor. Poor kid. With friends like that, who honestly needs enemies? When I was in early high school years I gossiped a lot more than I do now. I never really stopped to think how my words effected the other person. I only thought of how I was getting revenge.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the house is quiet as it should be this late. I&apos;ve been missing Libby a LOT lately. The house seems so empty without her. Selfishly, I think that could have been me, you know, out there doing real things in college, as opposed to community college. Another part says, I know I was never that smart. Fuck I gotta go</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Mar 2008 05:14:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>My parents left for Jersey Shore today for their second honeymoon, and since I am living at home, of course I am the built in babysitter. Seriously Mom, have you heard of Aunt Georgia? No, apparently not. Sure, ask your nineteen year old daughter to watch her sisters. Fab idea. Really. I applaud you. You&apos;d think a sixteen and seventeen year old could take care of themselves. You would think it... but Rozzie and Dani. Ahh. Well. As much as I love Dani, she can hardly get up without someone playing the tuba in her ear.&amp;nbsp;I just realized how late it was, so I&apos;m gonna turn in. Night.</description>
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