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  <title>she dreams a champagne dream</title>
  <subtitle>fields of butterflies, reality escapes her</subtitle>
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    <name>Sami♥♥</name>
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  <updated>2009-06-07T06:08:21Z</updated>
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    <title>U Can't Touch This</title>
    <published>2009-06-07T06:08:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-07T06:08:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>MC Hammer - U Can't Touch This</lj:music>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spyndisguise:72518</id>
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    <title>You have no idea how happy this makes me...</title>
    <published>2009-06-04T02:06:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-04T02:06:39Z</updated>
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    <title>spyndisguise @ 2009-04-30T00:50:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-30T05:53:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-30T05:53:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is merely a post to pay homage that is the awesomeness of Chase's bachelor party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/spyndisguise/pic/00003f9y/"&gt;&lt;img height="100" width="100" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/spyndisguise/pic/00003f9y" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(by &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_resevil' lj:user='resevil' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://resevil.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://resevil.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;resevil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spyndisguise:72036</id>
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    <title>spyndisguise @ 2009-04-25T22:39:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-26T04:00:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-26T04:00:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This challenge bestowed upon me by &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_kaitmaree77' lj:user='kaitmaree77' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://kaitmaree77.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://kaitmaree77.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kaitmaree77&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rules: &lt;br /&gt;1. Reply to this post with 'Icons!', and I will pick five of your icons. &lt;br /&gt;2. Make a post (including the meme info) and talk about the icons I chose. &lt;br /&gt;3. Other people can then comment to you and make their own posts. &lt;br /&gt;4. This will - allegedly - create a never-ending cycle of icon glee.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5441852-1.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/5441852-1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Okay, this one is because this is one of the hottest pictures known to man, of 2 of the hottest detectives ever! Also, specially made for me to go with my friends-only banner. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5441852-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/5441852-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oh, Angie Harmon. I used to watch L&amp;amp;O with my mom when I was little, and I so wanted to be her. This is her on &lt;em&gt;Women's Murder Club&lt;/em&gt;, though. Really wish ABC didn't cancel every good show it has. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5441852-2.gif"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/5441852-2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Alright, this is for the EPIC WIN that is Joey Tribbiani's thought process. Also, becase TOW Nobody's Ready is the best ep of Friends ever. The end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5441852-4.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/5441852-4.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oh, THIS ONE is for the trifecta of awesomeness. First, I was OBSESSED with the song &amp;quot;Mercy&amp;quot; by Duffy (still am, let's be honest), SYTYCD, and Katee from the show last summer, and then THIS HAPPENS! My mind exploded with this performance, so it has to be documented. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5441852-5.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/5441852-5.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Annnd last but SO not least, this is for my rediscovered total fangirl attitude about Sydney Bristow. She is, after all, the reason for my journal name. Kickass moves, awesome aliases, and just my favorite character of all time. So when I saw this pretty, I was sold.&lt;/strong&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spyndisguise:71825</id>
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    <title>spyndisguise @ 2009-04-25T02:57:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-25T08:34:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-25T08:45:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Write a poem by putting your itunes/mp3 player/whatever you listen to music on on shuffle and writing down the first line from the first 20 songs that pop up. Use the first line from the 21st song as a title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I hope the ring you gave her turns her finger green&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look around your world, pretty baby,&lt;br /&gt;If you came to make some trouble, better make it good,&lt;br /&gt;Like a gift from the heavens, it was easy to tell,&lt;br /&gt;She's a yellow pair of running shoes, a holey pair of jeans,&lt;br /&gt;This town is colder now, I think it's sick of us,&lt;br /&gt;Just a small town girl, living in a lonely world,&lt;br /&gt;Love don't come so easily, this doesn't have to end in tragedy,&lt;br /&gt;Gravity, is working against me,&lt;br /&gt;In a way, need a change from this burnt out scene,&lt;br /&gt;When I find myself in times of trouble,&lt;br /&gt;Her hair was pressed against her face, her eyes were red with anger,&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on the sun to set, 'cause yesterday ain't over yet,&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful piece of heartache this has all turned out to be,&lt;br /&gt;Just lay it all down, put your face into my neck and let it fall out,&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I've got you on my mind,&lt;br /&gt;If I should stay, I would only be in your way,&lt;br /&gt;All around me are familiar faces,&lt;br /&gt;Train this chaos, turn it into light,&lt;br /&gt;The blank pages of my diary that I haven't touched since you left me,&lt;br /&gt;Head underwater, and you tell me to breathe easy for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Oh, Alias.</title>
    <published>2009-04-23T00:48:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-23T00:48:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">How I have missed my Sydney Bristow.</content>
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    <title>spyndisguise @ 2009-04-14T01:10:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-14T06:11:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-14T06:11:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">New mood theme!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shows it off*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spyndisguise:70989</id>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Gamer's Choice</title>
    <published>2009-04-14T05:01:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-14T05:01:43Z</updated>
    <category term="writer&amp;apos;s block"/>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is your favorite old-school video game? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;Submitted By &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_2hated2care' lj:user='2hated2care' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2hated2care.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://2hated2care.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;2hated2care&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=857'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=857"&gt;View 503 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
Oh, SO&amp;nbsp;MANY&amp;nbsp;FAVORITES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'll go by systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Nintendo: &lt;strong&gt;Super Mario Bros. (DUH!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sega Genesis: &lt;strong&gt;Sonic the Hedgehog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sony Playstation: &lt;strong&gt;Lara Croft: Tombraider&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nintendo 64: &lt;strong&gt;007: Goldeneye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all that's classic to me! (Plus, I've hardly ever played anything newer than those last 2, so!)</content>
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    <title>Happy Easter, everyone!</title>
    <published>2009-04-12T19:00:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-12T19:00:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s210.photobucket.com/albums/bb248/girlNmaroon08/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Easter_Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb248/girlNmaroon08/Easter_Front.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, for the laughs: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s210.photobucket.com/albums/bb248/girlNmaroon08/?action=view&amp;amp;current=easter-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb248/girlNmaroon08/easter-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spyndisguise:70500</id>
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    <title>Fic: Blindsided</title>
    <published>2009-04-10T03:08:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-10T03:43:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Title: Blindsided&lt;br /&gt;Author:&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_spyndisguise' lj:user='spyndisguise' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://spyndisguise.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://spyndisguise.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;spyndisguise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG-13&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: Spoilers (but more a what-if than anything) for upcoming episodes.&lt;br /&gt;Summary: &lt;em&gt;She can scarcely catch her breath, and the constant feeling that she's drowning has become the norm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: This was written for my best friend, who also encouraged me to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;She began spending nights alone at her apartment, declined his invitations to dinner, ignored the coffee he left for her at the ER nurses' station. She only wanted to protect him from her hurt, thought it best for someone who'd already tried and failed to save someone he loved. She only discovered how wrong her choice had been when she learned he'd turned to Foreman instead of her.&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;You didn't think to call your girlfriend when you checked yourself into the hospital?&amp;quot; She feels guilty when he jumps at the sound of her voice, hoping only that he doesn't dispute the title she'd given herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's facing her, his blue eyes duller than usual, and there are long moments of silence before he speaks. &amp;quot;I didn't want to worry you.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Worry me? Chase, what's going on?&amp;quot; He blinks slowly, his eyes welling up with tears. She crosses the distance between them, the gentle scuff of her shoes on the floor the only sound either can hear. Cameron holds out her hand for him to take, frowning when he doesn't reach back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Chase?&amp;quot; She touches his arm lightly, realizing with a start what has happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;I didn't want to worry you,&amp;quot; he repeats quietly, his head turned towards her, his eyes unseeing. She brushes his hair back from his face, resting her lips against his temple briefly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;What...When did you know something was wrong?&amp;quot; She climbs onto the bed next to him, the walls she'd put up so quickly falling down even faster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;I woke up on Sunday, and everything was just...blurry. I went to optometry, and they suggested a neuro consult.&amp;quot; He shrugs, as if this was an everyday occurrence, as if this wasn't the possible end of his career. &amp;quot;I figured getting the news from Foreman would be less humiliating.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cameron swallows the lump in her throat before speaking again, her voice wavering traitorously as she tries to be brave. &amp;quot;What is the news?&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;A tumor on my optical nerve. Benign.&amp;quot; Chase's voice is flat, emotionless, even as she starts to cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Treatment?&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;There's surgery, but it's risky.&amp;quot; She wants nothing more than to run, to not see the clouds than have already overtaken his eyes, but instead she scoots herself closer, wrapping an arm around his waist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Without it?&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;I'll be blind for the rest of my life. But alive.&amp;quot; He's still sitting upright, not relenting even when she starts to stroke his hip lightly. She knows this is his defense mechanism, and who is she to take that away?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cameron forces herself to think of this like she would any patient, weighing out the pros and cons of aggressive medical treatment. Foreman is a trustworthy surgeon, of that she's certain, and she's nearly calling to book an OR when she hears his voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Would you--could you still love me? If I'm not a surgeon, if I can't see?&amp;quot; The way his voice is shaking, the way the tears are slipping down his face, and it finally hits home. This isn't any other patient, this is &lt;i&gt;Chase&lt;/i&gt;. This is Chase and he wants support, not a consult.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Of course,&amp;quot; she responds without hesitation. He falls into her then, the sobs wracking his strong shoulders as she holds him. She murmurs soft words of comfort, letting her mouth graze the shell of his ear as she speaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;I'll be fired. Again.&amp;quot; Chase's voice cracks with his disappointment, another failure she knows he thinks he's made. &amp;quot;I'll obviously never be able to perform surgery like this. I can't even walk down a hallway without help.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;We'll find something for you, Chase. Another job, something that will make you happy. It doesn't matter to me, baby. It doesn't.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He lifts his face away from her neck then, and she knows he doesn't quite believe her yet, not after she'd all but disappeared so recently. He pulls her into his lap, Cameron willingly providing whatever it is that he wants, that he needs. His fingertips seek out her face gingerly, and she wipes away her tears before he can detect them. He rests his palm against her cheek, slowly moving towards her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She waits patiently for the kiss, letting him learn the way home all over again. His lips touch hers gently at first, nearly tickling her, and then there is heat, force and passion coming to the surface as he braces the back of her head, trapping her into an embrace she wholeheartedly wants. His teeth nip at her bottom lip until she relents, opening her mouth, not for the first time letting him possess her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is several minutes later when he rest his forehead against hers, breathing hard. Cameron's lips are sure to be bruised in the morning, and she is grateful he won't see. He doesn't need to create any more guilt for himself, not over something she could never be angry about. She nuzzles her nose against his, smiling when he begins to trace the lines of her face with his hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;We'll make it through this?&amp;quot; he nearly whispers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Absolutely,&amp;quot; she states firmly. Seconds later Foreman walks through the door, the grim smile that's plastered on his face a confirmation of the fate she's just accepted. &amp;quot;Surgery or no surgery. You're what I want.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She doesn't get up, she doesn't stand by his side like a doctor, just sits there on the bed as an ally. Foreman talks about the options, the prognosis, the odds, but it all becomes white noise. Chase's tears slide slowly down his face, and he clings to her in his new-found darkness. She tells him again how much she loves him as she wraps her arms around him, his life vest through the storm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Tell me!</title>
    <published>2008-03-10T06:09:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-10T06:10:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="entry_text"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leave me an anonymous comment pouring your heart out. Say anything. Tell me your stories, your secrets, those things no one ever asks but you wish to tell. Tell me about your love, your hate, your indifference, your joy. Tell me about what's inside of you when you're reading through these entries on your friends list, and tell me why you continue to come back here. Tell me anything. Tell me what you really think of me or yourself. Anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post anonymously [by selecting the anonymous box]. Speak honestly, because there isn't any censor here. Post as many times as you like. One faceless wonder to another. You don't have to be on my friends list. You can just be stopping through. It doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, pass it on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>my week</title>
    <published>2007-05-19T18:15:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-19T18:15:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Soothing Sounds of Softball</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;My week has been nothing short of crazy. I didn't realize my summer school started on Monday until noon, and I had no books, with an assignment due in 12 hours. Can we say no bueno? lol! So, I've been doing online Spanish all week long. 2 quizzes every day, homework every night, and a test twice a week.&amp;nbsp; : / Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom came and visited, and we decorated my apartment some more, with new curtains and shelves and things. She spent the night, and we had fun! I love my momma! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, on Thurs., I was headed to a friend's apartment to watch Grey's, and decided to stop at Target real quick. Apparenly, on the drive over there, my brake light switch went out, nad my car has a safety feature that won't allow you to get out of park if that happens. So, they had to tow my car. I had to borrow my friend's low-rider truck for a day and a half. Too weird. But they fixed my car for free, AND I found $100 in a parking lot yesterday! So there's a silver lining, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday, I had to work for 11 hours @ Softball regionals, and today I'm gonna have to work there again even longer! I'm there now, actually. ;) Today is better than yesterday, though, b/c at least today I have access to a computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Shrek 3 last night, and it was adorable! I LOVE puss in boots! Especially the sad eyes. And Dragon and Donkey have 5 little fire-breathing flying donkeys! Gahhhh so cute! And I went out and paid for nothing! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, the plan is to go home, pick up my poor puppy, and take him on a car ride to go check in on my friends' kitties! Then, vegging out in front of the TV. I'm gonna be too tired to function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping next week will be less stressful!&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spyndisguise:33885</id>
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    <title>Because Cooper and Benson are better than your dog. :)</title>
    <published>2007-05-14T23:51:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-14T23:51:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Take Me Out - Franz Ferdinand</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ASHLEE!!They got here!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/Picture022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/Picture020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/Picture016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/Picture019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/Picture017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;The shirts are a bit small, so I may have to exchange them. :( BUT THEY CAME!!!&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>spyndisguise @ 2007-05-08T22:32:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-09T03:54:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-09T03:54:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Cooper got groomed today! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/Picture007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/Picture008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/Picture009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/Picture010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/Picture011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/Picture012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/Picture013.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>stolen from fearless_driven</title>
    <published>2007-04-27T02:58:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-27T02:58:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Makes Me Wonder - Maroon 5</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt; &lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(150,150,150) 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; WIDTH: 340px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; HEIGHT: 25px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)" href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=658159-f6fc&amp;amp;srv=iwebhd3"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10px; COLOR: #cccccc"&gt;™&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)" href="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/"&gt;Get your own VisualDNA™&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spyndisguise:33274</id>
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    <title>For Ashlee!</title>
    <published>2007-04-26T22:51:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-26T22:51:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Cooper picture fest! They're like 15 different sizes, but oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/f9a6a2eb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Baby Cooper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/cooper4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naptime! I miss the cow collar.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/n8303023_36113358_6977-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him in his hoodie @ our apartment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/cooperanded.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him with his kitty Special Ed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 470px; HEIGHT: 316px" height="387" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" width="627" border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/P8210002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trash makes the best toys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 382px; HEIGHT: 287px" height="385" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" width="312" border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y51/girlNmaroon/polo-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And him a little ticked but still loving the polo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm like a soccer mom with all these pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>spyndisguise @ 2007-04-18T12:22:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-18T17:32:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-18T17:32:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Cat &amp; Mouse - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Monday&amp;nbsp;was a good day. Well, pretty much. My mom came to visit, which was awesome! We had a lot of fun, running around town and eating the good food. But then I got sick. So I basically went to bed at 745, when she left.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday I felt better for the most part, and trudged through classes. I had registration, too, and it was just freaky to register for my next to last semester of classes. *yikes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been writing a lot lately, and I think it's helping to destress.&amp;nbsp; I've got a mock interview tomorrow, a test Monday, 2 on Tuesday, a group project Wednesday, and a test on Thursday. Hopefully I'll make it through next week okay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I better get to studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw, if you or someone you know made one of my icons, tell me. My hard drive crashed, and I was able to recover files, but not filenames. Weird, I know. Thanks!</content>
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    <title>as promised!</title>
    <published>2007-04-15T02:59:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-15T02:59:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>latter days - over the rhine</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Comment and I will ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Tell you why I friended you.&lt;br /&gt;(2) Associate you with something. A fandom, a song, a color, a piece of fruit. SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;(3) Tell you something I like about you.&lt;br /&gt;(4) Tell you a memory I have of you.&lt;br /&gt;(5) Associate you with a character/pairing.&lt;br /&gt;(6) Ask something I've always wanted to know about you.&lt;br /&gt;(7) Tell you my favorite userpic of yours.&lt;br /&gt;(8) In retort, you must spread this disease in your LJ.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>grab a book, take a look!</title>
    <published>2007-04-11T16:23:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-11T16:29:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Look After You - The Fray</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;taken from &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_fearless_driven' lj:user='fearless_driven' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://fearless-driven.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://fearless-driven.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;fearless_driven&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;grab the nearest book. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;open the book to page 23.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;find the fifth sentence.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;post the text of the next three sentences in your journal along with these instructions. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;don't dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;go on, you know you want to play, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;The toppings ranged from the typical (such as hot fudge, marshmallow, nuts, fruit syrups, and crushed candy bars) to the exotic (mango fruit chutney, chocolate-covered hazelnuts, and crystallized ginger). Each creamy creation was made start to finish by one of the high school or college students working behind the marble counter. Many cutomers had a favorite "creamy creator" and would wait for that person to be available to make a special sundae.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stolen from "Organizational Communication: Approaches and Processes" in a case study about Human Relations. No joke. It was actually NOT the closest book to me, but the closest book had no page 23 and this one was in inch farther, so I thought it would be okay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>MBTI type</title>
    <published>2007-03-07T18:58:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-21T17:26:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>young - kenny chesney</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality is Somewhat Rare (ENFP)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img width="100" alt="" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/personality.jpg" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Your personality type is enthusiastic, giving, cautious, and loyal. Only about 8% of all people have your personality, including 9% of all women and 6% of all men You are Extroverted, Intuitive, Feeling, and Perceiving.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/stc/fck/editor/How"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/"&amp;gt;How Rare Is Your Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>spyndisguise @ 2007-02-16T14:20:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-16T20:20:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-21T17:27:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tim mcgraw - taylor swift</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 80% Texas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img width="100" alt="" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howtexasareyouquiz/texas-4.jpg" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Well, knock me down and steal muh teeth! You're pretty darn Texan.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/stc/fck/editor/How"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/howtexasareyouquiz/"&amp;gt;How Texas Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>heyyyyyyyyyy macarena!</title>
    <published>2006-12-06T21:52:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-06T21:52:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>say it right - nelly furtado</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your 1996 Theme Song Is: Macarena by Los Del Rio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyour1996themesongquiz/macarena.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I dance they call me macarena&lt;br /&gt;And the boys, they say that I'm buena&lt;br /&gt;They all want me, they can't have me&lt;br /&gt;So they all come and dance beside me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyour1996themesongquiz/"&gt;What's Your 1996 Theme Song?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>spyndisguise @ 2006-08-19T20:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-20T01:27:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-20T01:27:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>how to save a life - the fray</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 64% Grown Up, 36% Kid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howemotionallymatureareyouquiz/mature-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you are definitely quite emotionally mature.&lt;br /&gt;Although you have your moments of moodiness, you're usually stable and level headed.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howemotionallymatureareyouquiz/"&gt;How Emotionally Mature Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spyndisguise:29388</id>
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    <title>whoop for espanol!!</title>
    <published>2006-07-15T03:58:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-15T03:58:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>spice girls- i'm embarassed</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DCE8FF" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Passed 8th Grade Spanish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/couldyoupass8thgradespanishquiz/passed.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you got 7/8 correct!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/couldyoupass8thgradespanishquiz/"&gt;Could You Pass 8th Grade Spanish?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>sophomore year</title>
    <published>2006-04-28T18:34:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-01T19:54:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>S.O.S.-Rihanna</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;so i decided to procrastinate and recap what i have learned this school year..so here goes:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#00ffff"&gt;i learned that the whole "don't live with your friends" thing is pretty accurate...i think that i could work...but not if people are sabotaging relationships and just generally making asses of themselves. actually, its NOT the roommate parts that bothered my friendships, it was the people themselves.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;i learned that kid cuisines are STILL amazing and filling and cheap!&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3333"&gt;i learned that i COULD make new friends and they would come from the most unexpected places and that i can't be afraid to branch out&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
    &lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;
    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#330066"&gt;i learned that i don't have much in common with certain people anymore :(&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
    &lt;/li&gt;
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    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;i learned that i miss my dog more that humanly possible and that pet-friendly apartments are the only place i can be truely happy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
    &lt;/li&gt;
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    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0099"&gt;i learned that you can't trust people that you think you can&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0099"&gt;&lt;font color="#660099"&gt;i learned that law and order svu totally kicks regular law and order's butt!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
    &lt;/li&gt;
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    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;i learned that i can be much happier w/o the people i've always been around&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#000066"&gt;i learned to appreciate what i have&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
    &lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;
    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff9933"&gt;i learned to appreciate what i've had&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
    &lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;
    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc33"&gt;i learned that i had become someone i didn't like...someone who let people gang up on her and come into her room just to yell at her&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
    &lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;
    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;i learned that i don't NEED you anymore&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
    &lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;
    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#000080"&gt;i learned that astroboy has a machine gun that comes out of his butt&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3333"&gt;i learned that college main is the place where all of my friends have been hiding! and where i'm gonna have the best times next year!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
    &lt;/li&gt;
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    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#008080"&gt;i learned that Sarah and Jessica are coming to A&amp;amp;M and i can't wait to hang out with them again! yay for the class of 2010...whoa....i'm getting old!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
    &lt;/li&gt;
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    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#008080"&gt;i learned that my mom is pretty much the coolest person ever&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
    &lt;/li&gt;
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    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc3399"&gt;i learned how AWESOME las vegas is&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
    &lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;
    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;i learned that i'm gonna miss ALIAS like crazy...praise the Lord for DVDs!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
    &lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;
    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99cc"&gt;i learned that i actually LIKE going to church&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
    &lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;
    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#6600cc"&gt;i learned that rascal flatts steals thoughts from my brain in order to write the best songs EVER!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
    &lt;/li&gt;
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    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3366"&gt;i learned that a striped shirt is an apparent requirement to teach technical writing...HOOTON!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
    &lt;/li&gt;
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    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ccff00"&gt;i learned that new friends are awesome!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;i learned that it's ok for relationships to change...even it it feels scary....i think i'm leaving my relationships w/ my roommates in TOTALLY different places than we started...different and better i think...much better :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
    &lt;/li&gt;
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    &lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#00ccff"&gt;i learned that i had lost myself...lost my personality practically. I was too busy trying to be everything to everyone and basically being a different person around each person. I had a work person, and a&amp;nbsp;friend person, and a school person....it was ridiculous. I feel like i've found, well not peace, because that's sappy and no exactly true...but i guess myself. it was difficult, a year of incredible stresses from people i trusted, and a year of amazing songs that just hit me right in the heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
    &lt;/li&gt;
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