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    <title>retailprice @ 2005-01-07T20:40:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-08T01:57:00Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;The Pros and Cons of Having a Best Friend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always someone there to cheer you up&lt;br /&gt;You have a friend who you can always turn to when you need someone to listen&lt;br /&gt;You could fill a dozen books with your fun memories&lt;br /&gt;They can last forever and withstand any fight&lt;br /&gt;There's someone to gossip with without having to worry about your personal thoughts and feelings being spread around&lt;br /&gt;Comfortable silences&lt;br /&gt;Being able to predict someone's reaction&lt;br /&gt;Being able to obsess over immature things without feeling stupid because of the reassurance of your friend&lt;br /&gt;Having a smoking buddy&lt;br /&gt;Lying in bed till the early morning just talking&lt;br /&gt;Having someone to make ridiculous plans with that you could only dream of achieving&lt;br /&gt;Creating your own language of insiders&lt;br /&gt;You become so close that people think you're actually related&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that there is at least one other sane human being on this planet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think they're listening they could always snap back with an attitude&lt;br /&gt;You could fill a dozen books with arguments&lt;br /&gt;Right when you think things are going great they could explode in your face&lt;br /&gt;Silences that you thought were comfortable but the other person is really to nervous to speak up&lt;br /&gt;Their mood swings&lt;br /&gt;Becoming your friends personal and free psychiatrist&lt;br /&gt;Canceling or not having the time for plans with other people &lt;br /&gt;Being accused of a terrible best friend that is not good enough</content>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-12-12T18:23:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-12T23:27:58Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://images.neopets.com/pets/yurble_green_baby.gif"&gt;http://images.neopets.com/pets/yurble_green_baby.gif&lt;/a&gt; It's name is MaryJanester. Hahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't updated in a while. I don't know. This weekend is kinda a bust because I had plans to go up to Gainesville and they fell through. So now I'm staying in town and trying to throw things together to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm going to the movies with Caleb. Anyone going to be downtown? Probably not. We're going to see some movie called I Heart Huckabees. I wanted to see Seed Of Chucky, but he said he didn't like scary movies. It made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other bizarre news, my mom is listening to Enrique Iglesias(However you spell it, the guy with the big mole) throughout the house.</content>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-11-25T19:16:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-25T23:16:20Z</published>
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    <content type="html">OHMYGOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utopia. REALLY bad. Distant and awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone please, assist me with this mess! :(</content>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-11-22T17:38:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-22T21:44:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-22T21:44:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hate how things come in phases for me.  I don't know, well I do know it just sucks. And I also hate how I can lie so easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Caleb! Even though the loser doesn't have an LJ I'll still say it. I put his name in that lame birthday box in the school library hoping they'd put him on the announcements, it would have been so damn funny. But I guess they didn't check the box or something cause it never went on. Anyways to celebrate he's having a few friends go to JP Igloo. Haha I haven't been there in SO long, it shall be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my plans got canceled for Saturday night, Marisa and I decided to get together. Which means I will be hanging with her Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Ugh, beat that all you wannabe BFFLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another thing I hate is having to pick out what clothes to wear. I wish we could all just be nudists.</content>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-11-13T16:47:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-13T23:47:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-13T23:47:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just finished up the basics of my film project for T.V. It was fun for most of the time, but it gets annoying having to direct them and tell them every little thing to do. Especially when they continue to goof off and you have to keep on yelling at them to shut up because your grade depends on this project. But I know that if I were on camera with my best friend I'd be silly too. Kara is 'EXCELLENT!' and "SUPER!!!/?!?!!!3121!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the end of the first quarter and things have already changed so much. I still can't believe I'm in high school, last year I was waiting and waiting and waiting to get out of SMS and now I've finally left. Crazzzy. Friendships have blossomed, evolved and fell apart at times but compared to last year I am so much happier. Last year everything was so mundane, literally I felt like I'd wake up and repeat the same day over and over. I fucking hated it. I'm so glad there's actual shit going on in my life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, there are other things I would like to talk about but I feel stupid. Soooo, end of post. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-11-06T18:18:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-07T01:19:51Z</published>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-11-06T16:53:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-07T00:01:56Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Talking on the phone with &lt;del&gt;drunk&lt;/del&gt; friends is amusing. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have plans for this weekend, things shall be fun. I've come to see that I work better with a structured lifestyle, which is kind of creepy but true. I always have a better time when I know what I am doing so I can look forward to it or something..Idk, maybe Im a bit OCD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Friday I am finally going shopping for a piece. So excited! I am sick of home made junk and I couldn't roll if my life depended on it. And besides, a nice glass blown, color changing pipe sounds rad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Americas Next Top Model is coming on so peace. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-11-03T22:29:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-04T02:31:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-04T02:31:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, so I'm getting tired of this wanting to grow my hair out shit. Whose got some ideas? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking bleach that I should bleach the underside and do it pink, baby blue or pale green. Idk, something sweeeet.</content>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-10-25T23:16:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-26T03:16:28Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-26T03:16:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">umm date with Caleb?</content>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-10-23T21:10:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-24T01:14:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-24T01:14:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just finished reading a book. My Name Is Asher Lev. It's one of those love hate kind of books, I loved it. It had a sad ending, which was nice for a change. You've got to balance out all those predictiable, sappy love stories with the dream ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom picked me up after school to go to therapy today. It ended up being more like a test where some dude asked me a shitload of questions and then determined whether I should pursue to actually seek help. He decided I need to see someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I am going to school or not tomorrow for that whole shooting deal and whatnot. My mom will probably make me, whatever. And Noel comes in town tomorrow so of course it will be a good weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im diggin this new update setup.</content>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-10-18T09:30:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-18T13:30:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-18T13:30:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am never, ever drinking again. Until I am at least of age to legally do it. I am going to say I am sorry for last night to everyone, if you don't understand you don't need to. I anticipated a week of partying and fun but last night I partied just a little too hard. Can't remember fuck, if anyone can tell me who you saw me talking to, what I was doing or anything- let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, at least I didn't die right? Could've happened.</content>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-10-14T22:09:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-15T02:09:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-15T02:09:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm wondering if it's too late to call someone...I don't know, probably not. I'll give 'em a ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Tijuana Flats is soooo good. Their salad was insane, so delicious. And plus there was this guy fine as fuck in there when I walked in. My mom was like "OH ERICA! ERICA!(First name &amp;gt;:O)SEE THAT BOY?" Followed by her staring at him throughout our meal. "..Are you sure you like all those tattoos?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marisa has been a party planner of some sort for this weekend, I'm relying on her for a good time. Because, well, I'm too lazy to phone people and arrange things. We are going to the Ringling show for sure.</content>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-10-13T08:50:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-13T12:56:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-13T12:56:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>silverchair.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I miss the way things never were.</content>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-10-11T20:54:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-12T00:54:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-12T00:54:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Since Marisa fucking DITCHED ME! I'm having Angie over tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Lillian came over, it was chill. We had a good time just talking and hanging out like friends should. Nice, nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the pictures I just took I accidently also deleted before I uploaded. I'm just smart like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWHO, who else wants to go flower picking in Ivan? I did last time and broke my umbrella. :'[</content>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-10-08T21:43:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-09T01:44:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-09T01:44:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so fucking weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate choosing sides, or feeling like I am. Between parents it's even harder. :(</content>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-10-04T21:16:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-05T01:16:39Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-05T01:16:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">What is with the new fad of people fighting in my journal entries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if feeling for hundreds of innocent dead children in Russia makes me a SHMUCK, I am damn proud to be one.</content>
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    <title>A bloody end to Russian school hostage seige- SRQ Herald Tribune</title>
    <published>2004-09-04T23:28:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-04T23:28:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It really makes me wonder what kind of sick world we are living in that I can't pick up the newspaper without crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I can't be the only kid who has read about the seige and bloodbath in Russia.</content>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-09-31T20:43:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-01T00:43:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-01T00:43:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt; &amp;gt;:] &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Cole's full name</content>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-09-23T19:41:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-23T23:41:51Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-23T23:41:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i have the right to dislike as much as i want.</content>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-09-14T00:35:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-14T04:35:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-14T04:35:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>gvb</lj:music>
    <content type="html">FUCK CHARLEY AND HIS FUCKING HURRICANE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...girls verses boys verses girls verses bye! &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allison is falling asleep on me and I have the hiccups. Llama shmannit.</content>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-09-11T15:31:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-11T19:30:53Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-11T19:30:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I &lt;b&gt;HATE&lt;/b&gt; SRQ BUS SYSTEMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get home at 3:00 after walking a MILE from my bus stop and having to cross 7 traffic lanes on Fruitville. Sarasota's most dangerous and busiest road. IF I GET HIT BY SOME DAMN CAR I SWEAR I WILL KILL SOMEONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt I could do that..Im just really pissed off.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:retailprice:7753</id>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-09-10T22:52:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-11T02:52:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-11T02:52:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Now I feel retarded. I can't think of a song that tells a whole story, maybe it's because I'm tired. Help me because I asked you to. :*</content>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-09-09T15:53:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-09T19:53:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-09T21:18:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am finally home, but with a struggle. The stupid bus system didn't set up a bus stop for me in the afternoon. How dumb can they be? Thankfully, Marisa let me go home with her and her mom drove me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a scale from 1-10 I'd rate my day about a 6. I suppose it went well, Ms Gilbert is a bore though. Mr. Davis seems really cool. Media arts was terribly boring, we just sat around for 2-3 hours listening to instructions. I felt like such a dumbass on the switch between first and second block. I didn't have to change rooms or buildings, neither did any of the other students but they all left so I decided to too. I walked around the building a few times before realizing I knew no one to go and chat with so I went and sat inside waiting for the next bell. The teachers laughed at me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lunch with Marisa, Lillian, and Angie! Fucking sweet, I was getting upset thinking I wasn't going to see them at all during the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ashley&lt;/b&gt;I saw that boy who wanted you to suck his cock. &lt;del&gt;Haha, he's in two of my classes.&lt;/del&gt;</content>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-09-08T12:14:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-08T16:14:53Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I'm really upset, I wanted to sleep in till like five today since it's the last day of summer...But my ass woke up around 11:00. Stupid sunlight and stupid windows &amp;gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went bumming around with my mom, she bought tons of shit while I got nothing. Hooray! Though I did get to run into a few friends at the mall, which rocked. Most of them I hadn't seen in a long time, so it was nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on Noel took me out and we went to see a late night movie, The Village. It was definitely not what I expected it to be, major fucking twist. But brilliant movie, I suggest you all seeing it. But WHO FUCKING SKINNED THE ANIMALS? They left the audience with no answer to that question, very annoying. If anyone has read the book and knows the answer, tell me so I don't have to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans for today are nothing. I'll try and take a nap later on since I woke up so damn early.</content>
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    <title>retailprice @ 2004-09-06T17:43:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-06T21:43:29Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I'm not going to be able to go out tonight.</content>
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