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  <title>College Bound</title>
  <subtitle>College Bound</subtitle>
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    <name>College Bound</name>
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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2006-05-22T23:03:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-23T04:04:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-23T04:05:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">haven't been on here in awhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'll respond with something random I like about you.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll name something we should do together.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me (or just me).&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'll leave you a quote that is somehow appropriate to you.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.</content>
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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2006-03-18T23:29:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-19T05:35:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-19T05:35:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i think i've finally realized that addison just isn't my home anymore.  i love my friends adn family, but addison just doesn't feel like home.  every time i'm there, i'm just waiting for my next chance to get out again.  now my parents are talking about pulling me out of school again.  maybe i should just pretend i'm not sick.  i just can't imagine spending another year at home.  i don't know if i'd be able to do it.  i know i can't live in my dorm forever, but i can try my hardest to stay at school for as long as possible.  i mean, i have a chance to be here over the summer, it's just going to take a little work.  but i'm up to it.  the question is, is my body going to let me do it?  i can't keep getting these episodes of illness.  it's almost been a year now.  how long can i keep this up before i completely shut down?  i dont' know, but if i have to, i'll push myself to that point and beyond...</content>
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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2006-03-03T01:09:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-03T07:23:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-03T07:23:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok, please tell me if i'm being stupid, but the fact that my roommate doesn't sleep in our room really bothers me.  i can understand wanting to sleep at your boyfriend's every once in awhile, but every night is a little much.  and it's not that i mind being alone, in fact, i'm totally fine with it.  it's more the fact that i feel like everyone's avoiding me.  like i'm so horrible to be around she doesn't even want to sleep in the same room as me.  and it's totally irrational.  but it's still the feeling i get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know, maybe i'm just grumpy and tired and sick.  again.  nothing new there.  maybe it's because finals are in two weeks.  maybe it's because i'm worried about my friends.  maybe it's because i don't have someone to love.  maybe i'm tired of being everyone's third wheel.  maybe i just don't know where i'm going in life.  maybe i need better grades, a car, an easier schedule, no more mycoplasma, no more depressed friends, a thinner body, a better face, a better attitude, a better back, less complaints, more time, more support, more people willing to hold my hand, more people to tell me they would rather hang out with me than their girlfriend/boyfriend, wrist surgery, a new pair of lungs, a new pair of jeans, a new pair of glasses, my old ability to learn super quick, my old friends, a dog, a better paying job, ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need reassurance.  is that too much to ask?</content>
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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2006-02-27T05:29:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-27T11:32:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-27T11:32:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so this is me...at 5:30 in the morning.  still awake.  i just pulled a semi-allnighter and i feel like i got nothing done.  dear lord i can't wait til spring break...</content>
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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2006-02-10T22:36:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-11T04:48:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-11T04:48:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">a small peek into the daily life of me as of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-classes aren't too bad.  i just really have to catch up with makeup&lt;br /&gt;-two tests on monday.  no idea what i'm doing on either&lt;br /&gt;-my wrist is (possibly?) getting better.  i'm considering not getting the MRI&lt;br /&gt;-my back gave out on tuesday night.  have needed a babysitter ever since&lt;br /&gt;-i'm back on prescription drugs.  can't seem to get away from them&lt;br /&gt;-have my RA group process in the morning.  don't really know why i decided to do the morning one...&lt;br /&gt;-there's a really weird smell in my hall.  don't really want to know what it is&lt;br /&gt;-i love my RA's heating pad.  can't sleep without it lately&lt;br /&gt;-i realized that i'm probably not going to be home in a long while (except to go to stef's)&lt;br /&gt;-i don't like being lectured by officers.  it's just not fun.&lt;br /&gt;-i think my mom is lonely.  that makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;-i'm thinking i should try to go to my brother's during spring break.  we'll see&lt;br /&gt;-i'm really getting confused as to what that smell is.  it gets stronger as i turn my head...&lt;br /&gt;-i'm going to be a loser and go to bed early so i can get up early and decide what i'm going to wear.  wish me luck!</content>
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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2006-01-14T19:46:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-15T01:59:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-15T02:00:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so.  here i am on a saturday night just sitting in my room.  the guys across the hall are playing eminem.  yeah, i dont' know.  surprisingly, i'm quite content just sitting here doing nothing.  there may be cookies involved soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last night was fun.  and yes, rin, i did have fun even though i couldn't climb.  i was having way too much fun playing with the rubber floor.  and i think rin and i need some more just amanda/rin time.  that way we can gossip easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately i've been in this weird mood.  not happy, not sad...nonchalant?  i think that might be it.  which isn't bad, but i'd like to feel some sort of extreme soon.  you know..."bleed just to know you're alive" kind of thing.  i think i've run out of things to say.  oh well.  i think i'm going to be lame, put on my pajamas, and eat cookies in bed.  later.</content>
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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2006-01-05T18:44:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-06T00:49:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-06T00:49:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Mathematics&lt;/b&gt;. You should be a Math major! Like Pythagoras, you are analytical, rational, and when are always ready to tackle the problem head-on!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Mathematics&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;100%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Engineering&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="92" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;92%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" 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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2005-12-31T15:02:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-31T21:02:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-31T21:02:46Z</updated>
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	&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;In the year 2006 I resolve to:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		Not strip for free anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;p style="text-align: right; color black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;a href="http://resolution.geek-foo.net" style="color: red;"&gt;Get your resolution here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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    <title>rant</title>
    <published>2005-12-28T06:16:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-28T06:16:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i know, ok?  i know!  and i'm dealing with it the only way i know how.  but i have to have a chance to deal with it.  cause you don't know what it's like for me.  you have no idea.  if i'm avoiding something, it's to protect myself, alright?  for once i AM thinking of myself, and i'm being reemed out for it.  stop "looking after" me, and let me deal.  dammit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's done.  taken care of.  just leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rin, i really need to vent.  workout friday?  we'll see.  i may need it.</content>
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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2005-12-27T00:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-27T06:26:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-27T06:26:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">do people just find it fun to call random health professionals on me?  so i can freak out at everyone then feel like an asshole later?  tomorrow will be another fun-filled day of doctor calls and insanity.  rin, don't touch my tralala.  and god help you if i see you giving a trouser-friendly kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dingdingdong.</content>
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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2005-12-17T22:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-18T04:56:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-18T04:56:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">oh vicodin...i love you.  night.</content>
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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2005-12-11T23:29:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-12T05:30:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-12T05:30:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">wow...i just realize how badly this could blow up in my face.  wish me luck...</content>
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    <title>these are a few of my favorite things...</title>
    <published>2005-12-04T04:00:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-04T04:00:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my hair smells like coconut.  i love talking to smarterchild.  i love staying up til 3:30 looking at pictures with my friends.  i love grocery shopping by myself.  i love having money.  i love working at campus safety.  i love baking.  i love talking to corrine about pant suits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a fairly good day.  it's about time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"just remember, he loves you no matter what"&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2005-12-01T22:05:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-02T04:08:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-02T04:08:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" width="450"&gt;&amp;lt;td align="center" style="background: #000000; color: #FFFFFF;"&amp;gt;Amanda La Vicka's Random Movie Quote:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;'I can't believe my grandmother actually felt me up.'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- Samantha, Sixteen Candles&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=60"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...why am i not surprised that someone would be feeling me up in my quote?</content>
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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2005-11-18T01:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-18T07:33:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-18T07:33:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i pretty much love working for campus safety.  after work today, i got a ride back from one of the officers i'm pretty good friends with.  then i walked back across campus to do homework with becky.  so at 9:45 i was stuck on south end and it was too cold for me to walk back cause my lungs are pretty horrible right now.  i decided to call campus safety to get a ride.  chris answered and said he'd give me a ride, then asked where i was.  i told him what room and was like, "what does it matter?  just pick me up in the circle."  he said he'd call me when he got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about 5 minutes later, chris pokes his head into becky and jenny's room in full police garb.  scared the hell out of me.  then another fully decked out officer popped his head in.  then another.  i had three officers come to pick me up.  i felt like i was being arrested.  it was so funny.  all three are pretty big guys over 6 feet tall.  so we were in the elevator just kind of staring at each other as they all made fun of me for coughing.  then we all crammed into the car, which was an experience.  for the entire ride they made fun of me.  whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you, my own personal police force was kind of fun.  but still really...really weird.</content>
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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2005-11-02T21:38:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-03T03:41:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-03T03:42:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so free peppermint hot chocolate is my new best friend.  hell, even if it wasn't free i'd love it.  but it is.  so i love it even more.  the end.</content>
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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2005-10-24T02:42:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-24T07:47:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-24T07:47:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it is now 2:42 in the morning.  i just got back from the hospital.  i feel like crap, but there's nothing i can do about it.  i have too much stuff to do to not be here.  i think i'm going to try class tomorrow.  why the hell not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so bad that people came to the hospital to see me but they weren't allowed to.  so, even though you probably don't read this, katie, jeanna, diana, jeff, and kyle (even if it is your job to come) thank you so much for coming and i love you all.  now i'm off to bed cause i have to wake up in 4 hours.</content>
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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2005-10-17T21:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-18T02:16:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-18T02:16:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. YOUR PORN STAR NAME&lt;br /&gt;(name of pet, street you grew up on)&lt;br /&gt;Dinky Iowa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME&lt;br /&gt;(grandfather on mother's side first name, favorite snack)&lt;br /&gt;Emerson Quesadilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME&lt;br /&gt;(first word you see on your left, favorite restaurant)&lt;br /&gt;Trailor Stircrazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. YOUR "FLY GIRL/GUY" NAME&lt;br /&gt;(first initial of first name, first three letters of your last name)&lt;br /&gt;Alav&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME&lt;br /&gt;(favorite animal, name of high school)&lt;br /&gt;Penguin Addison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME&lt;br /&gt;(middle name, city where you were born):&lt;br /&gt;Elayne Chicago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. YOUR OPPOSITE SEX NAME&lt;br /&gt;(name of sibling/parent [opposite sex], cell phone company you use):&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth Cingular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. YOUR STAR WARS NAME&lt;br /&gt;(first 3 letters of your last name, last 3 letters of mother's maiden name, first 3 letters of your pet's name)&lt;br /&gt;Lavler Bea</content>
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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2005-10-15T01:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-15T06:27:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-15T06:27:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">fire alarm just went off.  there were many pissed off people.  many cold, pissed off, sleepy people.  "this building could not be any less on fire."  hear, hear, lola, hear, hear.</content>
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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2005-10-10T21:52:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-11T02:55:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-11T02:56:02Z</updated>
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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2005-10-10T15:24:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-10T20:27:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-10T20:27:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my name is amanda, and i am an amazon.com junkie.</content>
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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2005-10-09T21:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-10T02:35:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-10T02:35:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so...remind me why i try to be nice to people?  fucking mexicans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was walking back to my room and this fucker asked for directions and when i went to point in the direction, he grabbed for my chest.  classy.  so i told him to go fuck himself and continued on my merry way.  i'm so fucking pissed.</content>
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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2005-10-06T20:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-07T01:26:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-07T01:26:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">me + stef + long car ride + valpo = insanity.  at least i hope so.  i am so excited about this trip tomorrow.  it's about damn time i get off campus.  i don't care if i'm sick, i'm going to have fun dammit.  and ken is having a party at his house so hopefully we can partake in that also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait til i have my little drinking party with becky.  but it will have to wait seeing as we have nowhere to drink just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i'll actually go into work tomorrow.  cause i haven't gone in over a week.  oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll write more later.  now i'm off to do some more calc.</content>
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    <title>stef and i need to get some lives...</title>
    <published>2005-10-05T22:59:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-05T22:59:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">mandyflags: wanna grab my boob?&lt;br /&gt;StefSurfer: i think that's sorta hard through the internet&lt;br /&gt;StefSurfer: ...but let's give it a try&lt;br /&gt;mandyflags: ok&lt;br /&gt;mandyflags: UU&lt;br /&gt;mandyflags: (those are my boobs)&lt;br /&gt;StefSurfer: llll_&lt;br /&gt;StefSurfer: that's my hand&lt;br /&gt;StefSurfer: do the boobs again...but but a few spaces between&lt;br /&gt;mandyflags: you want me to lift and separate?&lt;br /&gt;StefSurfer: you got it&lt;br /&gt;mandyflags: ok...&lt;br /&gt;mandyflags: U       U&lt;br /&gt;StefSurfer: llll_ _llll&lt;br /&gt;StefSurfer: ::grab::&lt;br /&gt;mandyflags: this is disgusting&lt;br /&gt;StefSurfer: LOL&lt;br /&gt;StefSurfer: i am laughing so hard&lt;br /&gt;mandyflags: i hate myself right now&lt;br /&gt;mandyflags: i'm letting you sexually violate me via internet&lt;br /&gt;StefSurfer: LOL&lt;br /&gt;StefSurfer: in fact, you suggested it!&lt;br /&gt;mandyflags: oh, right&lt;br /&gt;mandyflags: i was going to let you take the blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it looked a lot better with the different kinds of font...but you get the idea.</content>
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    <title>amandybizkits @ 2005-09-27T10:18:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-27T15:21:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-27T15:21:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">oh.  my god.  mason put me as spotlight operator for the show.  i'm almost legally blind.  i can see this ending horribly.  i'm a little bit terrified.</content>
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