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  <title>be yourself speak your mind live your life&lt;33</title>
  <subtitle>live.love.laugh.</subtitle>
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    <name>wendy</name>
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    <title>2007</title>
    <published>2007-01-12T13:29:31Z</published>
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    <content type="html">It's finally two thousand seven! gahh, and it's been so long since I've last posted an entry in here. Oh well. Tonight I just felt like updating it. (I'll probably won't again after this, but who knows.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new years was really...hmm...boring, I guess. It wasn't the best, to tell you the truth. The weather sucked ass. It rained almost all night. The firework wasn't all that great. Sheesh. I hope this year will be a good year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my bestest friends are gone. They're both older than me so they graduated first. It really isn't the same without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with the new schedule I have for this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried about college. I have one more year 'till I graduate, I don't know what to do. I'm lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my older brother. I wanted him to stay longer. We barely spend time together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have a boyfriend. Someone I can be open to, laugh with, and able to just talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired and I'm leaving. l8er.</content>
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