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  <title>Putting the RUFF in rough'n it</title>
  <subtitle>Just me and my buffalos</subtitle>
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    <name>Jessie</name>
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  <updated>2007-03-25T07:17:16Z</updated>
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    <title>Layers</title>
    <published>2007-03-25T07:17:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-25T07:17:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Rain.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">LAYER ONE:&lt;br /&gt;Spell your name with bands/artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jovi, Bon&lt;br /&gt;Eric Clapton&lt;br /&gt;Sara Evans&lt;br /&gt;Santana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER TWO:&lt;br /&gt;-- Name: Jessica&lt;br /&gt;-- Birth date: August 14th&lt;br /&gt;-- Nicknames: Jess, Jessie, etc. (Anything affiliated with Ruffles chips too)&lt;br /&gt;-- Current Location: At my desk!&lt;br /&gt;-- Eye Color: Greyish Blue&lt;br /&gt;-- Hair Color: Blonde&lt;br /&gt;-- Righty or Lefty: Righty&lt;br /&gt;-- Best friend(s): James, Jessica, Amanda, Maddie, Wilson. And I have other good friends too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER THREE:&lt;br /&gt;-- The shoes you wore today: Sandals.&lt;br /&gt;-- Your perfect pizza: Cheese&lt;br /&gt;-- Your best physical feature: Height, I think. It makes me different.&lt;br /&gt;-- Most missed memory: Just being a kid with no responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER FIVE:&lt;br /&gt;-- Pepsi or Coke: Coke&lt;br /&gt;-- McDonald's or Burger King: Neither, ick.&lt;br /&gt;-- Adidas or Nike: Nike&lt;br /&gt;-- Chocolate or Vanilla: Vanilla ice cream, but chocolate everything else!&lt;br /&gt;-- Cappuccino or coffee: Non-caffeinated beverages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER SIX:&lt;br /&gt;-- Do you sing: of course! Not very well.&lt;br /&gt;-- Do you think you will go to college: I am right now. (Sort of)&lt;br /&gt;-- Get motion sickness: Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;-- Think you're a health freak: I try. Try is key there.&lt;br /&gt;-- Get along with your parents: Yes, for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;-- Play an instrument: nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER SEVEN:&lt;br /&gt;In the past month..&lt;br /&gt;-- drank alcohol: no&lt;br /&gt;-- Gone to the mall: yes&lt;br /&gt;-- Kissed someone: yes&lt;br /&gt;-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos: no&lt;br /&gt;-- Eaten Sushi: no&lt;br /&gt;-- Been on stage: yes&lt;br /&gt;-- Gone skating: no&lt;br /&gt;-- Made homemade cookies: no&lt;br /&gt;-- Stolen anything: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER EIGHT:&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever...&lt;br /&gt;-- Lied about your age: Yes&lt;br /&gt;-- Used a fake id: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER NINE:&lt;br /&gt;-- Age you hope to be married: 25 or so. maybe 24. After I get a Masters and James and I are ready to make that happen.&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of Children: Three at most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER TEN:&lt;br /&gt;In a guy/girl...&lt;br /&gt;-- Best eye color: Brown&lt;br /&gt;-- Best hair color: Brown&lt;br /&gt;-- Short hair or long hair?: Short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER ELEVEN:&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of people I could trust with my life: 3- my mother, father, and boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of cds you own: I don't own any anymore besides a mix.&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of piercings: one in each ear&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of tattoos: 0, but 1 in August maybe. (small one, im  not a bikerchick.)</content>
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    <title>New celly, same number</title>
    <published>2007-03-11T07:48:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-11T07:48:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yes, I got a new cellular DEvice. It rules. The Sprint guys tried to sell us out and I was like yo, it's cool. We'll go to Verizon. What do ya know? 25% off all accessories and 50+ bonus minutes a month. Also, a waived activation few ($99 value) for the next two years' contract. Those bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news, I work 6.5 hours tomorrow. Not so good news, it's a split shift because half is training. Those bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to Wenatchee Thursday to talk to Technology and Industry teachers. They best watch out.</content>
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    <title>Best Buy Horrors or Whores</title>
    <published>2007-02-28T01:06:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-28T01:06:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My job is clearly beginning to suck. The people I work with suck except for four people, the customers are nightmares, and they give me either too many hours or not enough hours. This week I am supposed to be closing Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, and then work for four hours on Friday. Next week, my hours will be cut down to eleven, and I will no longer be spending money because I have it. The General Manager is officially an asshole because he is cracking down, and overall, it is not a fun experience. They say working for Best Buy will be the time of your life. Well, we know that that is not true, but I actually thought it would be bareable. I guess if I stick it out for six more months, it will be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Communications Academy is getting to the point where I can't even stand to be there. It is petty drama and dumb jokes and I am getting sick of the entire concept of school. SkillsUSA is the only drive I have going there and knowing that in a short four months, I will be out of high school and will not be looking back. My mom told me she regrets wishing that she would grow up sooner. I know I won't. I like paying my own bills. I hate relying on people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, I am going through this phase where I don't want anybody's help. I'd rather do all my projects alone. I also want to get off somewhere by myself (like WSU) where my friend, Angel, from the state officer team said we could be roommates when I eventually go. It's just finding out what I want to do in the next couple of years. I'm definitely going to Clark, but I want to get out of here. I am dead sick of Vancouver. The only people pulling me through are Maddie, the Denny's crew, and of course, James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, I am off and am going to hang out with Jesse and Wilson to work on our Promotional Bulletin Board, might go see Reno 911, and then hanging out with Ally from work for a bit.</content>
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    <title>Communications Academy.</title>
    <published>2007-02-06T06:35:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-06T06:35:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today should of been a good day. It's the first day of my last semester in high school. As many of you know, Communications Academy has been recognized through the state as one of the most prestigious magnet programs in career and technical education, as well as a popular winning chapter in SkillsUSA. Well, I've known for about a week, but they told us today. There were no longer be a Communications Academy. The diagnosis? Lack of funding and meeting state standards in english and history. Here's the thing- they brought in Baker, a certified teacher in English Lit and all history levels. We all passed our final with A's. Every single kid in CA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Communications Academy is going into "hiatus". "Hiatus". Well, watch out Vancouver school district- we're not going down without a fight.</content>
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    <title>ruff_a_lo @ 2007-01-31T16:52:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-01T00:59:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-01T00:59:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Things are rolling. Finals start tomorrow. And I have no school. Hahaha. Work is going good. Am working a little more than I'd like to, but what can you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regionals is Saturday. Here's the schedule for my competitions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extemporaneous Speaking: 8:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;Customer Service: 8:45 AM&lt;br /&gt;Quizbowl 1st Round: 9 AM&lt;br /&gt;2nd Round: 9:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And promotional bulletin board..which we have a good shot at winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ive got my president duties on top of that. damn it.</content>
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    <title>Wii</title>
    <published>2007-01-23T07:42:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-23T07:42:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My dad got a Wii. I went with him to stand in the cold on Sunday at Best Buy. The line was not bad at all. Four families were in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to work A LOT this week. It is kind of annoying. But oh well, the money is money, so it works.</content>
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    <title>Baby, it's cold outside!!!</title>
    <published>2007-01-16T21:47:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-16T21:47:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hit my snooze at 8 AM to be at chemistry by 9, fell back asleep, my mom came in at 8:06 and said today was a snow day. Hot smokin' deal. I played SIMS on XBOX with Matty for awhile, then took Bri and Matt outside and smoked our neighbor on a snowball fight. He had a snow scooter (a razor without the wheels) and we all took turns going down the big hill. (I feel like I am writing as a 12 year old). It was fucking sick. Now, I look forward to catching pneumonia or some other virus because that's just how my life goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off work today which is the best part EVER. Tomorrow is family and friend's night and everyone gets 5% off. Pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, white sauce cheese raviolis are waiting for me. Peace.</content>
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    <title>Talladega Nights</title>
    <published>2007-01-10T05:19:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-10T05:19:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I like working at Best Buy, don't get me wrong. However, they need to put more guys in the digital technologies area. Too many girls means too many problems. One very affluent girl makes fun of another because she wears Payless shoes! How ridiculous! That is all she has. My god, for being the self-claimed Christian she is (which I am guessing because the display of the cross on her neck), she surely can make someone feel like shit. I felt so bad for the other one. It makes you reevaluate what you have and how you want to give more to the less fortunate. If that rich girl gave up half of the shoes she probably has stored up in her closet, that could probably give ten people a sense of hope that people do want to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I am watching Talladega tonight. The next couple weeks are going to be sufficiently busy so I am taking tonight to watch my movie and do some chemistry. Yep, time flies by.</content>
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    <title>Heh...</title>
    <published>2007-01-01T21:57:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-01T21:57:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A little too much fun last night,I guess. I do not feel so well right now. Whoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!</content>
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    <title>Eventfulll....</title>
    <published>2006-12-31T08:00:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-31T08:00:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was busy, busy, busy. I had my first day of work at BEST BUY.'Twas fun. I met lots of cool people. They handed out a PSP, new Nikon 6.0 mp camera, 2 2-gig Sandisk media player, and a crappy palmpilot like rain from the skies. I was SO close to winning the PSP. The raffle ticket was 6043. I was 6034! Gr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went shopping with James. I kind of dragged him along. I got a new book on Yoga and Pilates, a new game for the PC (Desperate Housewives which doesn't work), and a new dayplanner. I was excited. Tomorrow, I am planning on going on a quest for the perfect mousepad. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need one, even though I have a wireless mouse. Sony needs one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed for me. I've got to work at 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;Jess</content>
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    <title>Merry Christmas</title>
    <published>2006-12-26T01:45:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-26T01:45:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">..Err..I got a Sony VAIO. Pretty damn good Christmas. but not because of the commercialized stuff...my family always puts on pretty good shows, including my brother getting into a fight with his ex-wife and the cops showing up at his door. At least she's the one that got physical, not him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Santa" was damn good to me. This will, of course, be my graduation present too, but I am fucking excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all are enjoying being with your families! I've got to go but will be on soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell phone is getting fixed tomorrow</content>
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    <title>My Celebrity Look Alikes</title>
    <published>2006-12-14T08:36:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-14T08:36:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - family and genealogy" alt="MyHeritage - family and genealogy" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/13/73/80/137380_52783236c0185481ufcl15.JPG" width="500" height="574" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrities need to stop trying to be me. Seriously...it is getting annoying. I know they want them chubby, round cheeks of mine BUT THEY'RE NOT GETTING THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, that was fun. :)</content>
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    <title>dancing withOUT the stars</title>
    <published>2006-12-13T07:42:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-13T07:42:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;fort vancouver vs. woodland high school. rivals? no. kicked our asses? yes.  the score was something like 58-40. i didnt catch up the final score, nor do i really care. people flaked out on us for fort sports, including a technical director who left RIGHT in the middle of 4th, leaving me to direct and td all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, fort sports makes me smile. the people i do it with i enjoy being with and nothing can be better than that. james is home! meaning the party is starting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im tired. im tired. good night.</content>
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    <title>Blah...</title>
    <published>2006-12-10T07:46:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-10T07:46:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="A rant..so read."&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Today kinda sucked. The only good part was hanging out with Matt and Nikki for a bit at the mall. Today was my last day working at BR. The customers were extremely bitchy, including a lady who told me basically I need to pick up a cup of water that spilled. She ordered me around like I was some sort of hired help. And then treated Krista like that. Out of 100% bitchiness and horrible Customer Service, we treated her like shit and I hope she never comes back to BR again. Usually, I would just take customer's shit and do what they ask. But I had my final straw and that was about it. Between last night and today, I really wanted to punch her in the face. Nobody, besides Alisha Wooldridge, has ever been that rude to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also supposed to go hang out with Matt, Nikki, and Kyle tonight but since James isn't in town, I can't stay out past midnight. Yeah, you heard me. Unless my boyfriend is in town, I am not allowed to be out past midnight even though I am seventeen years old, am required to keep a job, and get good grades. Part of me wants to forge a new way and become some adolescent delinquent and show my parents who is boss. But..because I am grateful for the things they gave me and the person they have made me become, I must sit through another six months of bullshit. If they don't start lightning up soon, I will have to punch them in the face. (Kidding). I've just been the most mature for my age. Dear God, I have an almost 23 year old brother sleeping on the other couch in the room who hasn't even tried to move out yet. I just hate being told what to do. If it is an authority figure, then yeah, I'll obey. But when my parents go back and forth on their ruling (like giving me a 2AM curfew, then 1 AM, back to 2 AM then midnight), it gets me irritated! I do enough shit around here to earn some sort credit and respect. I don't do drugs, drink, or whore around. I've never been like that, and I don't plan on becoming that. I am no longer sheltered like the way they wanted me to be. I have friends, a boyfriend, a job, and a life I am not going to give up because of their ridiculous rules. The other day, my OCD mother and I got into a fight because she wanted me to close my closet doors when the blinds are open so the neighbors across the creek couldn't see my "messy" closet, which I just organized two days before. Guess what? Screw you, mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that is enough of a rant. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>somewhere in the middle of all this choas....</title>
    <published>2006-11-23T09:32:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-23T09:32:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As of December 30th, I will be working at Best Buy. GENEROUS EMPLOYEE DISCOUNT: 5%. Lousy :(. Kidding, I am very excited. Good bye, evil ice cream cones! (After two weeks that is) I may try to put it in so I don't have to work the final week before Christmas. But that could be a bitchy thing to do. I think I'll do it. I will also be making $9 an hour. Muahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to fold laundry, brush my teethers, and call James. And then I am hitting the sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaceeeeeeeeeeeee.</content>
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    <title>Classmates.com</title>
    <published>2006-11-16T06:24:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-16T06:24:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My mom got ahold of our old family friend, Dena Goody whose family owns a pizza parlor in Rigby, Idaho (middle of nowhere). This reunion was courtesy of classmates.com. Lol, I was like "Mom, that's like your myspace." She responded with "Huh?", forgetting myspace is for keeping in touch with people. Not much these days..I feel like I don't talk to anyone anymore. I'm always rushing around or just sitting at home. I actually went out last weekend with Sterling and Jann and it was fun. We're all going out this next weekend to Portland while James is home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals are the week of December 4th through whatever. I've got a lot of work to do. My Art History class turned out awesome and is ending next Tuesday, with the final on December 5th. We've got two weeks to study (I think). I have got myself an interview with Best Buy on Sunday. An odd day for an interview but it is sooo close to home and I am sick of scooping ice cream. And of my overly religious boss (nothing is wrong with being religious however)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I am meeting with Mr. Barber. Heh, I guess he took over the Running Start's online Sr. Project system. Sucks to be him..that guy is probably going to have trouble making commitments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goooooooooood nighttttttttt.</content>
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    <title>Busy Busy...</title>
    <published>2006-11-13T07:13:08Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Yeah, I guess I'm not that busy, but I did get my computer back. I've decided I'm going to WSU. Yep, I'm staying home, but only for a year. Then, I will figure out what the hell I want to do, but I can for sure say that it will be leaving Vancouver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working a lot this weekend. The mall is starting to get really busy due to the holiday season coming up. Meh, I hate it but I don't know if I'll quit right now. I've made threats saying that, but if I'm going to be getting good hours and if I remember that it isn't that hard (its serving ice cream), I will get through it. Sometimes, I make myself feel like I am doing some sort of hard, physical labor. My boss is an asshole, but he's funny at the same time too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, I was up in some small town outside of Seattle called Ravensdale. It was a lot of fun. Its weird being President though. I don't do anything but boss people around. I got critiqued if I offered to do something for somebody. By the end of the weekend, I guess I had it down. I just don't like treating people like they are small or belittling them....I guess it came with the job description though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior year is FLYING by. I will be a full time college student before I know it and will HAVE to work. Woot. Adulthood, here I come?</content>
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    <title>Stomach Flu</title>
    <published>2006-10-27T00:25:41Z</published>
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    <content type="html">...I have a horrible case of the flu. I am kinda pissed. I don't care what it takes..I am going to direct Fort Sports tomorrow night. It is our last football game. I was also offered the Producer/Director position for Girls' Basketball. I am excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is catching up too quickly for me. I've got so much to do and having this illness doesn't make anything easier.</content>
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    <title>Errr..</title>
    <published>2006-10-25T16:31:50Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I guess I haven't updated for awhile. Things have been fine lately...vague yes, but there is no other way of putting how quickly time is passing. Everyone keeps asking me about the future. One of my applications is due in two and a half months. I just don't know what I'm doing next year. I feel so lost. And everyday is redundant. Maybe I do need a change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Ravensdale for State Officer Training next Thursday-Sunday. I am excited for that. The only thing that sucks is I might not see James for a month because he is coming home that weekend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I'm babysitting Bri for a bit while Janae ran to her work for the "Skywest Airline's Annual Drug Awareness" Meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>ruff_a_lo @ 2006-10-11T19:08:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-12T02:11:17Z</published>
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    <content type="html">So..another month has come and gone. I'm feeling...good. I'm working my shit out. I'm doing my best to pull a 4.0 and the chances of that happening are likely. I did bomb my test in Chemistry but I'll make it up. I've got to start my Sr. Paper but I don't think it will be hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sick of the people I have been going to school with for 3 years now at CA. Its not really anything they're doing..its just I need change and seeing them brings back old stuff I want to forget about....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive got SATs this weekend so Im looking forward to getting that overwith..</content>
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    <title>ruff_a_lo @ 2006-09-27T22:06:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-28T05:10:05Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Nearly all of my friends are 18 now. It is quite strange. Nancy's birthday was today. I'm going to literally drive her to Taboo so she can walk in there. No, I can't go in there, and I don't think I would want to. But every 18 year old is entitled to some sort of rebellion against society. Taboo is the way to go. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually finished my homework before 9:30 tonight. That's a record since I've joined Communications Academy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my last busy, busy day before the weekend gets here. Thank God.</content>
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    <title>ruff_a_lo @ 2006-09-25T22:50:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-26T05:55:11Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I almost fell asleep in Yoga. It's so calming..and since it is the beginning of the quarter, we're focusing on breathing- there's a term for the exercise, but I forgot. It sounds French. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are going to let me start going up to Seattle for weekends probably after Christmas break. So I need to save up for that. With the holidays coming, there should be a lot of hours, so that is good. I can work a lot after Clark lets out too. I just hope I don't have to work on Christmas Eve. That'd suck. After January 1st, I am looking for a new job. That gives me enough time to build up a reference. And I will tell him at the beginning of December so he'll be ready with a replacement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, I feel crappy. Good night.</content>
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    <title>ruff_a_lo @ 2006-09-24T11:46:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-24T18:48:37Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I had a lot of fun this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was awesome. I am definitely going to apply to UW. We also drove by Seattle U. It doesn't look too bad. I'm going to apply there too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James goes back tomorrow. It sucks, but now I might have a reason to go up to Seattle now that I'm a Sr. I've got a lot of shit to do today. and desperate housewives comes back on tonight! Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaceeeeeeeeeee.</content>
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    <title>ruff_a_lo @ 2006-09-21T15:20:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-21T22:20:55Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Tomorrow, Im going to Seattle with Matt and James. I am excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I've got to go to Pilates, study with Miki, and then have to attend Art History for another crazy lecture.</content>
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    <title>Blurp Blurp</title>
    <published>2006-09-20T05:18:24Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Art History and Pilates started today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art History is going to be okay. I like my professor a lot-&amp;nbsp; her name is Lisa. She has been teaching Art since the late eighties. No, she can't draw herself, but that woman knows a lot about the Neolithic time period and before then. We did a team building activity. I sat down next to this guy named Pat...probably in his mid-thirties. He was awesome. His mom was in the class too. He was going for a AA in history- wanting to become a teacher. When he heard I was thinking about doing political science as a minor, he was ecstatic, begging me to join MUN. I said thank you but it conflicts with my class schedule (I don't think I could handle it anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa is awesome too. She is personable and I feel like I have a connection with her. She told us that she didn't believe in red pen, something along the lines of green pen lets us grow and is more encouraging to fix our errors on our rough draft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I lost my mom's debit card. :D. She canceled it and now I am instructed to use my wallet rather than just throwing important stuff in my purse. I got away with it though. She wasn't mad- just a little irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I'm tired.</content>
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