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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 04:33:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I can&apos;t sleep</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt; Damn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the heaviness on my chest making it nearly impossible to breathe, let alone rest.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2008 23:20:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Today I looked at flights to LA.  I&apos;ve made the decision to go back for a week in August.  July 31st through August 10th. I emailed my internship supervisor for the scheduled starting date in case these days conflict.  I&apos;m still going, I just want to give her enough notice.  I need a break.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Apr 2008 02:33:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I hate making this decision ...</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve been noticing that my more recent entries have been Friend&apos;s Listed ... so, if I haven&apos;t added you, let me know.  I&apos;m pretty sure most of my entries worth reading will be closed to the general public from now on.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Mar 2008 04:28:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m taking names ...</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;Who wants to start talking in a &lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;started out talkin right here&lt;br /&gt;puttin it down like a muthaf**kin mack&lt;br /&gt;sellin candy all up in my ear&lt;br /&gt;she wanna be down like the D&apos;s on the lac&lt;br /&gt;slow dancin in the club&lt;br /&gt;Her diamonds look like rainbows&lt;br /&gt;she grindin on my ...&lt;br /&gt;she lookin for the pot of gold&lt;br /&gt;we hop up in the AMG and indeed we in the Westin&lt;br /&gt;she puttin moves on me, i coulda swore shawy&apos;s a wrestler&lt;br /&gt;talkin all that shit soon as i hit&lt;br /&gt;now i got her talkin like this&lt;br /&gt;in a falsetto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she like ooh ooh baby&lt;br /&gt;aah aah aah ooh&lt;br /&gt;in a falsetto&lt;br /&gt;she like ooh ooh baby&lt;br /&gt;aah aah aah aah&lt;br /&gt;in a falsetto&lt;br /&gt;she like ooh ooh baby&lt;br /&gt;aah aah aah ooh&lt;br /&gt;in a falsetto&lt;br /&gt;she like ooh ooh baby&lt;br /&gt;aah aah aah aah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she tellin all her homies i&apos;m the real deal&lt;br /&gt;every time she leave the crib shawty be comin right back&lt;br /&gt;she talkin dirty all up in my ear&lt;br /&gt;and i&apos;m finna put this dog right on her kitty cat&lt;br /&gt;i wasn&apos;t gon show u up&lt;br /&gt;but then u got that liquor in u&lt;br /&gt;callin last night fluke&lt;br /&gt;actin like she didnt remember&lt;br /&gt;i hopped up out the Lam and i&apos;m finna defend my title&lt;br /&gt;finna put your ass to bed&lt;br /&gt;tell me which way would u like it&lt;br /&gt;talkin all that shit soon as i hit&lt;br /&gt;now i got her talkin like this&lt;br /&gt;in a falsetto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she like ooh ooh baby&lt;br /&gt;aah aah aah ooh&lt;br /&gt;in a falsetto&lt;br /&gt;she like ooh ooh baby&lt;br /&gt;aah aah aah aah&lt;br /&gt;in a falsetto&lt;br /&gt;she like ooh ooh baby&lt;br /&gt;aah aah aah ooh&lt;br /&gt;in a falsetto&lt;br /&gt;she like ooh ooh baby?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Download it.  The song has a tendency to get anyone into bed, or, at least want to.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jul 2007 20:38:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>How Do You Sum-up a Long Break from LJ?</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;You don&apos;t.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, I mean you can but I&apos;m not going to.  I&apos;ve officially given up the whole &quot;I&apos;ve been gone for SO long, this is what&apos;s been going on&quot; thing.  Let&apos;s just say a lot has been going on and it&apos;s been pretty damn confusing and ... yeah... confusing.  I&apos;ve actually missed my LJ so I plan on updating more frequently.  Seeing that I haven&apos;t been keeping up with the know, what&apos;s been going on?  I would read through all of the past 2 months of posts but I get distracted WAY too easily for that.  Let me know the highlights and I promise to keep you up-to-date with mine.  *smiles*</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Jun 2007 06:59:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>X-Posted</title>
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  <description>Sorry if you&apos;re in NUL and on my friend&apos;s list!  I went to my friend&apos;s birthday on Wednesday night, had lots of fun.  I seem to be catching up on a lot of it recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v164/andrea_711/Picturethenight.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;My best friend Jamie and I&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v164/andrea_711/Picturethenightagain.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v164/andrea_711/MeandChelsea.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v164/andrea_711/MeandCharisse.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v164/andrea_711/MeandJamie.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v164/andrea_711/Smileeeeee.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; I just realized I don&apos;t have a picture with Ali, who was the actual birthday girl :-X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2007 20:25:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Whoo hoo! Things are starting to actually slow down in my life.  I actually have time to sleep and eat &lt;b&gt;AND&lt;/b&gt; write this little LJ entry.  Geez, I&apos;m one lucky girl!  Ahh I joke.  My internship/shadowing hours are finally finished.  I sent in my application for my sports medicine program and actually got an interview with the board members.  There were over 200 applicants for my program this year, only 40 of us were interviewed and only 28 will receive an invitation to attend the sports medicine program next semester.  It was last Monday and I&apos;m now waiting to hear from them.  Lets hope for the best, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am broke ... again.  I had to cut back on work for my internship and I don&apos;t have any money.  This fact hit me as I saw the 30 dollars in over-draft fees I accumulated last Friday.  I did what I had to do though and worked up some money to keep me afloat for a week.  Money doesn&apos;t grow on trees but dammnit .. I swear there are some times were I can pull it out of a hat or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been pretty anti-social over the past semester.  In the beginning it was because I was so drained from my internship that I just didn&apos;t have the strength to be social lol.  Now, I just don&apos;t want to and I&apos;m still lazy about it.  I just think of all the hassle I have to go through to actually get to the place where everyone is going to be, then we&apos;ll most definitely be late, then there will be arguing and drama and then the night will suck.  This is the case for the most part when you get a whole group of girls together.  This type of thinking is really tiresome.  There are a select few who I choose to hang out with (you know who you are) because they are quality people who I know I&apos;ll have fun with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do miss certain people though.  Especially my friend Nathan, he&apos;s away at school and we just never seem to meet up at the same time when he&apos;s here in Orlando.  I must take a trip soon to see him, he&apos;s only about an hour and a half away by car.  This is a MUCH closer distance compared to next year: a 3 or 4 hour plane ride.  *le sigh*  Law school calls upon him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring, nothing new.  Oh, Tony Romo (for everyone like me who doesn&apos;t/didn&apos;t know ... he&apos;s the quarterback for the Dallas Cowboys) totally tried getting into my pants.  I guess that&apos;s new.  I let him down as easy as I could.  You know those athletes and their super-sensitive egos.  However, he turned out to be an ok guy once we got past the formalities of the situation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I&apos;m outta here.  Let&apos;s all catch up, yes?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Feb 2007 05:03:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>As I am finishing an entire apple, these thoughts have crossed my mind:  Do apples really have cores?  Are we really not suppose to eat them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been stress eating all day.  Lovely.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 Dec 2006 16:03:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finals are done.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now it&apos;s off to work.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Dec 2006 05:33:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Real Andie</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v164/andrea_711/Argh.jpg?t=1165381898&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Trust me, it&apos;s not cute.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Nov 2006 23:00:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ohh .. just over 5 times</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve never really found Ciara all &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; attractive in the past.  However, after watching her new video &apos;Promise&apos; .. I officially want to do her.  At least 5 times. If you haven&apos;t seen it yet, go and watch now.  You too shall be swayed.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Nov 2006 07:29:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Just a little forewarning for the Republicans</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;Hi, we&apos;re coming to take the Senate too&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 Oct 2006 06:47:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I always seem to post in two&apos;s</title>
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  <description>I should be asleep.  I have class in about six hours and I have to be up in approximately five.  Last night was extremely weird so I feel like I should write about it.  Think of every single uncomfortable situation you could be put in when it comes to meeting/talking to girls and then add 2 VERY drunk friends into the mix.  Yes, that was my night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;b&gt;My&lt;/b&gt; ex-girlfriend&apos;s best friend&apos;s ex was totally hitting on me in front of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;2.  A friend&apos;s current love-interest/pseudo-girlfriend was throwing herself on me the entire night.&lt;br /&gt;3.  A friend&apos;s ex-girlfriend was trying to get me to come home with her.  Sub story:  this girl is also best friends with another friend of mine.  This particular friend has a crush on me and the girl (my friend&apos;s ex) is completely aware of it.  However, that has yet to stop her.&lt;br /&gt;4.  One my friends kept trying to introduce me to EVERY SINGLE LESBIAN HE KNEW.  Even if they were completely not my type.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Another of one of my friends decided it was a good night to tell me she liked me and get extremely jealous if anyone tried talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to stop there.  What&apos;s the common thread between all of these really inopprotune events?  ALCOHOL.  I was the only sober person in that club.  I&apos;m just glad pretty much all of them were wasted to the point where their memory of what transpired that night is gone.  The only person who remembers anything is the ex&apos;s bff&apos;s ex.  She&apos;s hot, so it&apos;s ok.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Oct 2006 01:12:47 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I don&apos;t like credit cards.  Damnit.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Oct 2006 01:27:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Overworked.</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v164/andrea_711/83b3eff7.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt; I should be out, but I&apos;m too fucking tired from work.  Instead, I&apos;ve decided to keep myself company at home.&lt;br&gt;P.S Andrea aka &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_pernicieux&apos; lj:user=&apos;pernicieux&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pernicieux.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pernicieux.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;pernicieux&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, you need to get in contact with me while you&apos;re in Orlando.  K.  Thaaaaanks :o)&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Oct 2006 23:17:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt; Raisin Bran = love.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is that good, don&apos;t you agree?  Anyway, I&apos;m procrastinating.  I know I should stop but I severely dislike the class that I&apos;m attempting to study for.  I have a homework assignment due for that same class at 9 pm eastern time and I haven&apos;t started it.  Recently I walked by this particular professor&apos;s office (accidentally) and for the first time EVER in my college career I sneered at a professor.  This man really is the devil.  He knows he&apos;s the only professor that teaches this particular class, he also knows that everyone in his class needs it either for their minor or their major, this means he knows that he can do whatever the hell he wants and assign whatever trivial homework he wants.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Sep 2006 12:22:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I.  have.  the.  flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 Aug 2006 17:51:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>The cable guy got here at 12:30pm, he&apos;s still here and the time is now 2:01 pm.  I don&apos;t think he knows what he&apos;s doing.  I want to go back home and sleep.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 Aug 2006 15:53:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Things I do for my Friends</title>
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  <description>Who got up early on their day off because a friend needed someone at their house when the cable guy came to connect the cable?  ME.  Damnit.  I woke up at &lt;b&gt;NINE&lt;/b&gt; am to be over my friend&apos;s house by 10 am.  I&apos;m still sitting here and the cable guy has yet to come.  I just keep thinking to myself when the day comes that I need something like this done, they will all owe me.  My plan was to bring my books to study but I forgot them on my desk since I was half asleep when I left my house.  New plan: write in my LJ and mess around on Myspace.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are girls super conniving?  Seriously.  You guys need to stop because it sucks.  There&apos;s a back story before I begin.  Last year after my break up with Robyn I started talking to another girl, who we will refer to as the Brazilian Player.  This girl, had gotten out of a long-term relationship as well and initiated the whole interest in me.  I was a bit apprehensive about talking to her because I saw her ex, we do not look anything alike.  Her ex was butch, blond, fair skinned and had light eyes.  I, however, am a girl with dark hair, tan skin and dark eyes.  I figured I&apos;d try it though, see what happens.  So we&apos;re talking and getting to know each other and then, out of no where, she just disappears.  About a week later I found out she had gotten back with her ex.  It wasn&apos;t really a big deal but she should have told me because I would have stopped calling.  Lets fast forward.  A month ago she sends me a note over myspace saying we should hang out, it&apos;s been so long, blah blah blah.  She&apos;s calling my cell phone at least once every few days and leaving messages about hanging out.  So, I decide to hang out with her.  She&apos;s calling my cell phone still and sending me messages.  About 2 weeks later we meet up at a club and for some reason like every girl was hitting on me that night.  So the Brazilian Player is all over me, she won&apos;t leave my side, tries to kiss me, dances with me the entire night (pretty much cock-blocks all the other girls).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I call her and she doesn&apos;t pick up.  So I text her a little later and ask what her plans are for the weekend.  She&apos;s going to Tampa with friends.  That&apos;s cool, however, I haven&apos;t heard from her since.  Today she left a comment on my page, so I went to leave one back.  I see this other comment from another girl in Tampa talking about how she can&apos;t wait to see her and how much fun they&apos;re going to have xoxoxoxox.  This girl is blond, fair skinned, has light eyes and butch.  Yeah, I figured after she hadn&apos;t called me for awhile the same thing as last time happened.  I have been bamboozled TWO times by this girl.  That&apos;s enough, I gave her the benefit of the doubt but I see she&apos;s still super indecisive and cannot handle being open and honest.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, for real now, lets get it together before I turn asexual.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 Aug 2006 07:10:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Today was just extremely .... uncomfortable.  It was just one of those days that I knew wasn&apos;t going to end up being really good.  The best I could hope for was &apos;ok&apos;.  Anyway,  I&apos;m driving to work and I stop at a light because it&apos;s quite obviously red.  I&apos;m minding my own business when the car behind me slams into my rear bumper.  Seriously, if I didn&apos;t have my seat belt on I would have probably gone flying.  Suprisingly, however, there was no damage to my car.  I still have all of his information just incase.  I get to work about 5 minutes late and my neck is hurting.  Thanks to tropical storm Ernesto no one was there to shop.  I made no money and I was extremely annoyed with every customer.  I just didn&apos;t feel like being at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work things got better but I&apos;m still here with that sinking feeling for some reason.  I don&apos;t know.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Aug 2006 20:43:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>School started on Monday, I did not attend.  I was still in Miami soaking up my last day away from Orlando.  It was great getting away for a short time.  I didn&apos;t have to worry about any sort of stress and it was AMAZING.  The only thing I had to worry about was getting up early enough to get to the beach before parking became a hassle.  When I got back to Orlando Monday night, I was a little sad.  I suddenly missed my mom again and my own house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened over the past month.  Rio and I are no longer talking.  We talked and hung out just about every day until she left for vacation.  She came back and never called me again.  End of story.  I tried calling her a few times over the first week she was back (I was worried) but then I realized how pathetic I must look.  My pride has taken a serious beating in this relationship and I figured this was a good time to just let it go.  I can&apos;t make someone love me and in the end I&apos;m the one who looks like an ass.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been re-connecting with old friends.  It felt good.  I went home and hung out with a lot of old people who I really should have kept in touch with.  I&apos;m going to better at it this time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have school, an internship and work.  Any other time I have, I work out.  I&apos;m keeping myself away from distractions and I&apos;m trying to focus on important things.  I have two more years left of school and I&apos;m ready to move on.  I feel like I&apos;ve been stuck in the same place forever and I&apos;m just ready for the next level.  I know that entails more school but at least I&apos;ll already have one of my degrees.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September is going to be a busy month for me.  I&apos;m going to LA and my mom is coming to visit me.  I&apos;m excited about both.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right about now though, I&apos;m going to be productive and study.  I&apos;m starting off the semester right!  Ok ... excluding Monday :o)</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jul 2006 17:38:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Random Thoughts</title>
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  <description>-  When did Ked&apos;s become so cute and so EXPENSIVE?  I want some but at 40 to 50 bucks a pair?  Comeon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  There are still songs that can still leave me in tears or just put me in a really bad mood depending on how emo I am that day.  I&apos;m going to name some so if we ever hang out, you&apos;ll know &lt;b&gt;NEVER&lt;/b&gt; to play them.&lt;br /&gt;               * Prince - Purple Rain  &lt;br /&gt;               * The Fray - Over My Head&lt;br /&gt;               * Esthero - Swallow Me&lt;br /&gt;               * Doria Roberts - Perfect  ... some of the few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  I want to get out of Orlando for awhile .... I NEED to get out of Orlando for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I hate being in debt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  UCF = U Can&apos;t Finish ... well on time in most cases ... like mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I need to meet new people and go to new places which have no association with the person who makes the songs above so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  I&apos;m changing as a person, it&apos;s scary and I&apos;m sure a few people can notice.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jul 2006 16:51:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ohthankgod</title>
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  <description>Myspace is back up and running.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jul 2006 06:19:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A Learning Experience</title>
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  <description>I went to brunch today and drank too many mimosas.  (A note to self: &lt;b&gt;never drink that much so early in the day&lt;/b&gt;)  Seriously, I didn&apos;t realize how much I had drank until I had to get up and go to my car.  I was smart enough not to drive and just passed out in my car for a good hour.  I woke up and I felt so crappy, I decided to go to the gym and run off the alcohol.  I got to the gym and laid down again for a bit.  I finally got up about 40 minutes later and ran.  I left the gym about 2 hours later and went home.  It was such good weather for a nap but I decided not to take one, I thought if I did take a nap in the day I&apos;d be up all night.  Well, I&apos;m still up ..... so nap or no nap it doesn&apos;t matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I learned two things today: don&apos;t drink as much cause I&apos;m a light-weight and nap or no nap .. I&apos;ll still stay up late.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Jul 2006 05:36:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I watched The 40 Year Old Virgin for the first time over the weekend.  It&apos;s really sad to see how much my life -as of now- is mimicking Andy&apos;s life in the beginning of the movie lol.</description>
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