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  <title>Valerie</title>
  <subtitle>Valerie</subtitle>
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    <name>Valerie</name>
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  <updated>2005-07-27T15:53:14Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:astronomer:7287</id>
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    <title>It's been a while</title>
    <published>2005-07-27T15:45:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-27T15:53:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">At least we're not living in the past anymore.  We are who we are today, not who we were three years ago.  Too bad for us, but I think it's going to be ok.  I guess you can only try so many times before you are just too numb to feel even the good.  You will always be my first love, and I wish you luck on your search for happiness.  Hopefully you are happier without me in the long run also.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:astronomer:6966</id>
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    <title>Happiness in the New Year</title>
    <published>2004-01-07T08:11:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-07T08:11:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So right now I am happier than I've ever been and my resolution for the new year is to maintain this by being a good friend, reaching out, taking better care of myself and keeping things light.  I just want to be a fun, intelligent person and make people laugh.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is "get to know California week" because I want to know California better before I return to good old Ithaca, NY.  I feel like I've lived here my entire life so I should be able to tell people what it's like!  So yesterday and today I was in Sacramento, tomorrow I'm off to SF, Thurs to LA and Long Beach, and Friday &amp; the weekend down to San Diego!!!  I think that covers most of the state!  First Cali... then the world MwaHaHaHa!  Happy New Year Everyone!  Luv you lots!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:astronomer:6889</id>
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    <title>oh thought two...  GIRLS ARE RIDICULOUS!!!</title>
    <published>2003-12-12T00:45:06Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-12T00:45:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">GIRLS ARE RIDICULOUS AND STUPID. NO WONDER GUYS ARE SCARED OF US.  I refuse to put up with girls who believe that they need men to make their lives complete.  CRAZY these women are.  And I used to be one of them.  But no longer...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am talking about how ludicrous it is that the girls I know obsess over guys who don't even know they exist.  Like OMG they met them once through their old RA's ex girlfriend's brother's pet ferret etc. etc. etc.  RIDICULOUS!!!  Girls, we need to go on strike.  You will be more successful in life and love if you stop plotting relationships like Steph, D.J., and Michelle in Full House or something equally juvenile (scary that i still know those characters' names).  Guys want secure, fun, confident girls... not needy, insecure pests.  SO STOP.  I won't put up with it anymore.  No more ferret connections!  Promise me ladies:) Enough is enough.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:astronomer:6432</id>
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    <title>Sit in one spot for long enough and your past will pass you by...</title>
    <published>2003-12-12T00:29:43Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-12T00:33:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Konstantine, Something Corporate</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Haha. So I was studying in the Ivy Room today and seriously my entire guy history at Cornell parades by my table in chronological order!  Not kidding.  I’m not a girl with a long list and seriously over the course of the three or four hours I was stationed in the Ivy Room, my freshman year boyfriend, next hookup, and first hookup of this year march on by my table… each approaching me individually, stopping to chat, and exiting the premises.  Anyway, it was just majorly trippy and hilarious at the same time.  However it made my studying a little more interesting ;).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in a general sense I’m better than I’ve been in a long time.  My boy is good.  I am good.  Break looks good.  Classes aren’t so good, but I’m managing.  Life is looking up and I hope to see you all soon:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses &amp; Hugz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download this song ----&amp;gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:astronomer:5843</id>
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    <title>Don't lie to yourself...</title>
    <published>2003-10-19T13:43:50Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-19T13:43:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A quick one before work in 15 min...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me!!! I need to keep it real and stay focused.  My new goal is to simplify life and not make it more dramatic.  I have no idea how to do this however.</content>
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    <title>I'm bored.  Can you tell?</title>
    <published>2003-10-18T02:05:38Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-18T02:05:38Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:astronomer:5208</id>
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    <title>So I want EVERYONE to do this</title>
    <published>2003-10-01T20:22:26Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-01T20:22:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Make a list of your top ten favorite things.  When I'm really stressed or sad it's what gets me out of a funk, and it teaches you a lot about yourself and others!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Favorite Things:&lt;br /&gt;1. Music (Maroon 5, Matchbox 20, James Taylor, 3 Doors Down, Clapton, Springstein, Hootie, Incubus, Kenny Wayne Shepard, Dispatch, Tom Petty, U2)&lt;br /&gt;2. Quaint little Cafés &amp; Good Cappuccinos &lt;br /&gt;3. The sound of people speaking French&lt;br /&gt;4. Midnight running&lt;br /&gt;5. All literature and books&lt;br /&gt;6. My bed... fluffy pillows, soft sheets, warm down comforter... mmm &amp; sleep&lt;br /&gt;8. Late night building tours &amp; party photos&lt;br /&gt;9. Architects, Engineers &amp; English Majors&lt;br /&gt;10. Halloween</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:astronomer:5034</id>
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    <title>weekly update</title>
    <published>2003-09-29T18:09:17Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-29T18:11:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my father's eyes, eric clapton</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Alright so I am officially ridiculous, as in CRAZY.  Today I made it to my 840am class only to turn in my paper and fall asleep during the lecture.  Second, I had a 955 am grunge encounter with the prospective boy, but it was cool because he was also grunged out.  So off to Target I went to buy my cold/cough medicine, but boy was I thrown off when I saw all the choices... so I got hung up at target (like always) and was late to my English class... I illegally parked, ran to class, sat through lecture coloring with my new crayons and notebook i procured from target why I went is beyond me).  After class I ran to turn a BIG paper into my design class which I then left to move my car... and now I'm napping at home, skipping class and being a bum.  How ridiculous am I?...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:astronomer:4622</id>
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    <title>Grr to Accounting</title>
    <published>2003-09-24T21:09:46Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-24T21:09:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tom Petty, American Girl</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So tests have set in, and I guess I just woke up to the fact that I'm here for an education and not just for fun.  Accounting concepts have invaded my head along with other thoughts not worth thinking about, and I will not be free for at least a few days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to jump start the www.SaveVal.org foundation I was talking about this summer to save my creativity because the ambiguity of the hotel school curriculum is killing it dead.  That's right... I swear I'm ten times more boring this year compared to last year.  And I mean geez, look at my old live journals!!! I think my humor has died along with the creativity! I fear even my Martha Stewart Living magazine that came in the mail today is beyond saving me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:astronomer:4162</id>
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    <title>Yoyo she's back!!!</title>
    <published>2003-09-22T23:49:07Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-23T00:02:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>James Taylor, your smiling face</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey all, my life is outrageous as ever, so I'm sure you'll want to read about it!  I just am a little hesitant to post all this ridiculous stuff online.  Hehe, well I'm just testing this out for the time being. Things are a little too hectic here for me to be spending time on this now.  I have a potential new boy, and my present goal is to transfer from the Hotel School to the Arts and Sciences School to become a high school English teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In brief, I just want you to know that I'm back on live journal, and I really want to get all our respective friends connected over this network.  I'm working on mine.  Love, Val</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:astronomer:3998</id>
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    <title>All the way from Illinois!</title>
    <published>2001-07-28T22:09:00Z</published>
    <updated>2001-07-28T22:09:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hi people!  So I am indeed in Illinois for what will hopefully be my last day in the Midwest(fingers crossed about the weather tomorrow).  Though I have had fun, slept on hard floors and comfy beds, seen U. Wisconsin (Madison), EAA Airshow(Oshkosh), long lost family (Springfield), and way too much of my own parents, I am ready to come home.  This trip was productive because it forced me to complete Ellison's &lt;u&gt;Invisible Man&lt;/u&gt;, which I otherwise would have read and written about the night before.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so now that July and this trip is ending, I'm beginning to dread school.  Gosh and college?  I have no idea where I want to go.  I'm now leaning toward a UC, but don't hold me to that.  So just saying hi!  Hope I make it home tomorrow (please God!), but surely by Monday.  &lt;br /&gt;My love.&lt;br /&gt;EAA...This plane's called a B.G..  It's so cute. &lt;img src="http://www.airventure.org/2001/groups/images/delmar_benjamin.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>astronomer @ 2001-07-22T08:40:00</title>
    <published>2001-07-22T15:38:42Z</published>
    <updated>2001-07-22T15:38:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay.  I am about ready to disembark on this journey across the country with my parents.  It has me scared out of my mind.  Today we make it to Colorado and tomorrow to Wisconsin.  I think the whole "getting out of Palo Alto" experience will do me some good, but I am just so damn scared.  I mean they say that it's more likely to die in a car crash than an airplane crash, but damn few people's fathers fly rickety old airplanes back from New Zealand and across the country.  And also such a more massive amount of people drive cars, so there's really no comparison.  I hope I make it back.  I mean I just have a lot to look forward to in life.  I hate saying goodbyes.  I think I suck at it.  Anyway.  I love you all, and will be back on the 30th or 31st or something.</content>
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    <title>Grr!  Am I the only one who got woken up at 830 this morning by the army recruiter?</title>
    <published>2001-07-20T19:55:25Z</published>
    <updated>2001-07-20T19:55:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Grr!  That made me angry.  Kind of like Aaron telling me how my plane is going to crash on the way to Wisconsin this Sunday and how my whole family is going to die, except for me, I die afterward on life-support.  I mean gosh, at least let me suffer as much as possible before going to hell right?  Reassuring there Aaron.  And then I come home from work at 12:30 to find everyone already gone.  I'm so depressed.</content>
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    <title>10 things I've learned selling toe rings:</title>
    <published>2001-07-18T01:26:09Z</published>
    <updated>2001-07-18T01:26:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. Women are sheep.&lt;br /&gt;2. Women compare any and all pain to child birth.&lt;br /&gt;3. The people with the nastiest toes and feet are the ones who get toe rings.&lt;br /&gt;4. Drunk people are funny.&lt;br /&gt;5. Middle-aged women, gay men, and grandparents are the ones who buy toe rings.&lt;br /&gt;6. Drunk people spend way moremoney than they should.&lt;br /&gt;7. Thumb rings serve no purpose.&lt;br /&gt;8. Smelly feet are nasty. &lt;br /&gt;9. It isn't humanly possible to sit in the same position for 8 hours.&lt;br /&gt;10. Though people say otherwise, no one would do my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://frescos.com/images/toe_ring.gif"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:astronomer:2929</id>
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    <title>astronomer @ 2001-07-16T19:06:00</title>
    <published>2001-07-17T02:09:30Z</published>
    <updated>2001-07-17T02:09:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Toad the Wet Sprocket - Walk on the Ocean</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I want to say that I've become a master at making "GUY" food, but I guess it's not just "GUY" food (to by PC), it's just the really really crappy (great-tasting) frozen kind!  Hah.  I used to want to go to cooking school, but now I just nuke everything.  Yeah!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So again I find myself working at Lets Draw!  Bleh.  It's stupid.  It's okay though.  I am comfortable there, and until I have a Kepler's interview in August, I don't think I'll make any additional efforts to find work.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a craving for a root beer float.  I have root beer, maybe I'll get ice cream later.  I hope everything goes smoothly tonight.  Things were weird today.  I had a bad day, but I'm mostly better now.  I'm maybe not emotionally stable.  I get scared when I'm too dependent, but when I get scared I just depend more?  Does that make sense?  I'm freaky-scary.  Hah.  I like making hyphenated adjective almost words like freaky-scary and funky-weird and wacko-ditzy.  If I were at Lets Draw right now I'd have to ask you to think of some of your own, and fill that space in the upper left-hand corner!</content>
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    <title>on the prowl</title>
    <published>2001-07-15T08:16:39Z</published>
    <updated>2001-07-15T08:16:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Toad the Wet Sprocket - Something to Say</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Work sucks.  I don't want to go back tomorrow.  At work I find myself wanting to smack some of the customers.  They are so ignorant.  Anyway, it was okay because at one point in the day these really drunk guys stumbled into the booth and spent way too much money all while being hilarious(ly stupid).  I mean they had all 14+ of us in the booth laughing at them, not with them.  It was refreshing, but drunk people can be so loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am on the prowl for a new weekday job because I don't think I'm going to put up with this "LETS DRAW" shit.  I mean It's cool and everything, just not reliable.  I need security damn it!  Hah.  Suggestions welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is truly equal in a drunken stupor.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:astronomer:2411</id>
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    <title>I'm a little pissed</title>
    <published>2001-07-14T15:33:12Z</published>
    <updated>2001-07-14T15:33:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hate it when I get fired and then rehired.  What's that about.  I hate it when people get desperate and then come crawling back.  If my boss needed me on Monday, why the hell didn't he ask me to come on Monday, yesterday before he made me feel all unloved and unnecessary.  Hah.  Okay.  Well maybe on Monday he'll ask for Tuesday and Tuesday for Wednesday, so now I have a job (or do I?) that gives me one day advanced notice as to when I'm expected to work.  That's reassuring eh?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.  Yesterday at Raging Waters was fun.  I had a good time but it is a little scary to see that one of the old "thriller rides" that goes OOOooooUUUuuuuMMMmmmm  is not there anymore.  I mean for a ride to be shut down it can't be good right?  A little frightening.  So now I'm off to my other job, from which I just received a meager paycheck from my work on the fourth of July.  I mean It could at least be a bit bigger.  It was a national holiday for heavens' sake.  Hah.  I'm greedy greedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually slept last night and that was good because I've been boring the candle at both ends and staying out until curfew every night lately.  I need coffee before I embark on my next adventure.  I wish I had time.  They need drive-thru.</content>
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    <title>I have to go to work...</title>
    <published>2001-07-13T16:34:43Z</published>
    <updated>2001-07-13T16:34:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">But I feel the need to waste some of my morning doing this.  Okay firstly I think it is that time of the summer when everyone is realizing that it is difficult to keep a relationship the same while everyone is trying to get their traveling and moving and working in.  (I'm going to leave that preposition at the end of the sentence.  If you don't like it, bite me)  It depressed me for a while that I wasn't going to see Aaron everyday at scheduled times like we did during school, and then it depressed me again to find out that he's not going to be there at all next year, but I'm learning to deal.  I mean and then there's traveling.  His Europe. His LA probably not now? I have no Idea.  My Wisconsin.  Maybe?  I think I would regret it if I didn't go, and it's only a week so fuck it I'll probably go to pacify my parents (who by the way are still holding Cornell Summer School against me.  They say it was a MISTAKE, though I think it was the best decision I've ever made.)  Okay, So parts of the summer are going to suck, but I think we can take it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO then there's everyone else's' problems.  It is kind of scary when I and/or Aaron try to help, because it reflects upon our entire relationship.  It is hard to look back on some of the problems we've had again because some of those topics remain sensitive.  We had a good time last night giving advice on the "typical" relationship problem and the decision point.  I hope it works out for the best and he makes the right decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it bothers me how foothill grades aren't out yet because they are lazy.  It's been nearly three weeks and they're supposed to be here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to camp (work).  Last day.  Aww! my kiddies are so cute.  It's turning into a semi-rewarding job.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>summer summer summer</title>
    <published>2001-07-07T17:25:08Z</published>
    <updated>2001-07-07T17:25:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fleetwood Mac - Bleed to Love Her</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay.  Yay.  I agree that I've seen and got to know my girlfriends better now that we are all immersed in summer.  Hah.  Well, that and most of our boys are/were out of town.  Okay so what's up with me lately?  Well.  I started that job on Friday.  It's semi-cool.  I mean I think it'll get better as I get more comfortable and my boss gets to know me.  I work at a 4-5 year old kids' art camp/day care place.  It's good because it fits my schedule really well and pays well too.  I only work weekday mornings from 9:30-12:30, so basically it doesn't interfere with any of my day plans or my weekend toe-ringing.  Hah.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see though.  The last weekend before my boy gets home is going to be packed with excitement!  Hah.  Yeah right.  I hung out in the tech lab with the usual suspects last night and watched a semi-interesting movie &lt;i&gt;Unbreakable&lt;/i&gt;.  Tonight pool and coffee sound good but I'm up for anything that smacks me in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been starting to question high school relationships.  As soon as it seems like a relationship is really on the right track it takes a dive for the worst.  I hate that.  Isn't there such thing as LOVE in high school?  When did that leave us?</content>
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    <title>Can you believe we three girls were on the top of this piece of Rock?</title>
    <published>2001-07-05T04:04:47Z</published>
    <updated>2001-07-05T04:04:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can't. &lt;img src="http://cache.corbis.com/Agent/11/50/46/11504633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cache.corbis.com/Agent/11/44/16/11441665.jpg"&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:astronomer:1349</id>
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    <title>I hate Windex</title>
    <published>2001-07-05T03:38:35Z</published>
    <updated>2001-07-05T03:38:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kenny Wayne Shepherd - Blue on Black</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay, here goes.  It was a cute day.  Hah.  I don't know if I've ever called a day cute before.  That was funny.  I was a bit pissed at first when I had to work and not go to Gilroy to set of firecrackers with Tracy or SF to go sailing with the rest of the girls, but I had a good day nonetheless.  I was bummed to find out that I wasn?t going to get to work with my mentor Robin with whom I was scheduled, but I soon got over that and got into a rhythm which was quite rewarding.  I managed to complete the day without any weird sunburns, like my one-leg burn from last time.  It wasn?t crazy-hot either, which delighted me.  I was situated in a nice cool purple corner.  This, my funny outfit, (consisting of the patriotic flip-flops and red striped v-neck which were once laughed at by my peers,) and the nutty people put their trust in me made my day a hoot to say the least.  Also, 7 hours of work was much more manageable than the 11 hour day I clocked last time.  Oh.  I love it when I help Spanish speakers.  I?m never sure whether to let on that I understand what they?re saying and help them in Spanish or pretend that I understand nothing and help them in English.  I kind of did both today.  It was fun.  I never thought I?d actually use Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pretty much recovered from Half Dome now soreness wise, though any massages would be appreciated ;).  I still have a collection of itchy mosquito bites scattered over my body.  Hah.  Eww!  Remember that spider Tracy and Allison?  That was nasty.  Lets see.  What else happened to put me in such a good mood?  I slept in my own bed last night.  That was nice.  I did my AP English reading and all of those stupid log things.  (Hah!  Yeah Right! That was funny.)  I decided that my next Foothill endeavor will be Italian.  It should be interesting and hopefully not too different from Spanish?  I wonder if it?s available during summer?  I?ll look.  Good.  A mission.  Those are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 4th Everyone!</content>
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    <title>astronomer @ 2001-07-03T20:17:00</title>
    <published>2001-07-04T03:31:37Z</published>
    <updated>2001-07-04T03:31:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ja Rule - The Fast and Furious</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yosemite was great fun.  Swimming, cooking and annoying neighbors was great fun.  &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;WE [Allison, Tracy, &amp; I] MADE IT TO THE TOP OF HALF DOME!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; We rock!  It was quite a trek.  After those 17 miles, I feel up to a marathon!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the fourth.  $$.  I?m excited.  My boy gets home on Monday.  I?m excited for that too.  I miss him.  &lt;img src="http://cache.corbis.com/Agent/10/28/55/10285586.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>I'm happy happy</title>
    <published>2001-06-28T03:47:46Z</published>
    <updated>2001-06-28T03:47:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Black Crows - Hard to Handle</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hi.  I though of Live Journal while being bored, so here I am.  Okay.  So I thought when my boy left that life would be all boring and stuff because my friends had kinda disappeared for a while.  But what actually happened when he left was that they all appeared at my house suddenly!  It was excellent.  Apparently all of their boys are gone too, so it's just like old times.  Hah.  We have been pooling, movie-ing, and driving like crazy.  It's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So summer really just started today for me.  Astronomy class ended last night, and thankfully I believe it ended well. (*with an A*).  So if you haven?t checked out my top ten list of songs it?s published now on my buddy profile, but for all ya?ll who can?t wait for my appearance online here it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Toad the Wed Sprocket - Is it for me&lt;br /&gt;9. Kenny Wayne Shepherd - Blue on Black&lt;br /&gt;8. Black Crows - Hard to Handle&lt;br /&gt;7. Bob Dylan - Hurricane&lt;br /&gt;6. Eric Clapton - I've got a Rock n Roll Heart&lt;br /&gt;5. John Waite - I Ain't Missing You&lt;br /&gt;4. Dave Matthews Band - Space Between&lt;br /&gt;3. Dispatch - Bang Bang&lt;br /&gt;2. Dave Matthews Band - Crash Into Me&lt;br /&gt;1. Counting Crows - Mr. Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So again I am faced with a boring town.  I just saw the fast and the furious.  It was excellent.  Though I am now striving to make a trip to Yosemite work for this weekend, and no mom, I will not be driving like that.  (Hehe.  Though I wish I had a Diablo.)  The trip could be very cool if Allison?s parents let her grow up and experience life.  I wish everyone had cool parents like mine*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so don't start laughing all at once, but I think I make a good therapist.  Getting past my farce humor and lack of compassion, I am very inspirational and comforting.  I can give good truthful, levelheaded advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prospects are looking up. Lets hope all works out. I guess I should go ask my parents now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ONLY in certain circumstances and specified days of the month.  Just kidding.  Comparatively my parents are pretty cool. :)</content>
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    <title>Maybe LJ isn't THAT evil...</title>
    <published>2001-05-25T22:57:25Z</published>
    <updated>2001-05-25T22:57:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>rage against the machine - sleep now in the fire</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Anyway.  I feel like ranting.  I am listening to hideous music because I have to review it for &lt;i&gt;The Campanile&lt;/i&gt;  or some shit like that.  It?s hideous.  I mean, is this really music?  Because I?m just not sure.  Anyway, I was a little disappointed this afternoon when I went to give blood at around 230 and they were closed.  I?ll live. All the better. I need energy to go out tonight, and the people who were recovering in the little chair thingies looked pale and not particularly energized.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited for tonight.  It will be good... heheh... scheming.  Well basically my weekend is going to suck, but that?s okay because once I get my six projects done, I?ll be free as a bird to turn next week into weekend!  Haha? I swear school is a bore.  It's like I have seven preps!  It?s sad.  SO wait, I was going to make this impersonal.  To save myself, I think I?ll end it here because my well of information has dried up.  Oh I can tell y?all about the super volcano at Yellowstone if you?re interested!  It?s some scary shit, and next Tuesday I?ll tell you all another way you?re going to die.  Astronomy is boring, but the teacher?s cool, and I learn cool shit when it's just me askingn him my astronomy/physics quesions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://janus69.homestead.com/~site/photodisk/holiday/tulips.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>Suppositions</title>
    <published>2001-04-22T20:05:42Z</published>
    <updated>2001-04-22T20:05:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Counting Crows - Mr. Jones</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am impulsive.  That's my excuse for erasing all of my previous journal entries on this thing.  It really bothers me how people use this livejournal as a means to brag.  I hate that.  It's downright stupid.  Well that's my two cents.  I am bored.  I shouldn't be bored, but I am.  So that's that.  I am scared too, but not scared in the way I should be.  If something goes wrong today, I'm out two parents.  It's crazy.  I was thinking if that were to happen what would actually happen to me.  I mean I'm 17, where would I go?  Not to a foster home.  I guess I'd just go and live with a friend for a year and then go off to college like usual right?  Well that is if they leave me enough money for that.  I wonder if they'd sell the house.  Probably.  That would be shocking.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing.  Recently I've heard guys bragging about how far they've gone with their girlfriends, and I think that there is nothing more wrong.  See here's the thing, that is flat out disrespectful to her and makes her look like a slut.  It disgusts me how little is shows that the guy cares about/respects the girl and made me think about some things.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, enough.</content>
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