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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 May 2005 02:48:58 GMT</pubDate>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#66CCFF&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Dreams Mean...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.net/dreams/okay.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams seem to show that you&apos;re a bit disturbed... but nothing serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have a problem you&apos;re trying to work out in your sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you are very content in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams tend to reflect your insecurities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a very vivid imagination and a rich creative mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You secretly want to hide your dreams from your waking mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoyourdreamsmeanquiz/&quot;&gt;What Do Your Dreams Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 May 2005 03:46:35 GMT</pubDate>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#FF99CC&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style=&quot;margin: 0; border: 0;&quot;&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FF9FD2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFA6D9&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFACDF&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;d like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFB3E6&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was insecure and in constant need of reassurance.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFB9EC&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFBFF2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFC6F9&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something that will confine you. You are afraid of marriage.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFCCFF&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You&apos;ll do anything for love, but you won&apos;t fall for it easily.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 May 2005 03:01:28 GMT</pubDate>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#CBE5FE&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style=&quot;margin: 0; border: 0;&quot;&gt;Your Political Profile&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#CCE2FE&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overall&lt;/strong&gt;: 15% Conservative, 85% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#CDDFFE&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Social Issues&lt;/strong&gt;: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#CFDCFF&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personal Responsibility&lt;/strong&gt;: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#D0D8FF&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fiscal Issues&lt;/strong&gt;: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#D1D5FF&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ethics&lt;/strong&gt;: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#D2D2FF&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Defense and Crime&lt;/strong&gt;: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2005 02:20:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>A - Age you got your first kiss: 5th grade...so umm...10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B - Band listening to right now: nothing cause my computer with  music is broken!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C - Crush: no comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D - Dad&apos;s name: Pat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E - Easiest person to talk to: myself ( yeah i stole everyones answer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F - Favorite bands at the moment: the killers, 3 doors down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G - Gummy worms or gummy bears?: worms haha sarah.....if i put your pants with my shirt...haha, yeah sry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H - HomeTown: Greenville, South Carolina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I - Instruments: piano , used to play violin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J- Junior High: Hughes Academy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K - Kids: of course, 2 boy then girl maybe 3......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L - Longest car ride ever: Beta Club trip to MAINE and back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - Mom&apos;s name: Karen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N - ninja: yeah i dont even know what that means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O - One wish: to start all over again ( well....not ALL over)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P - Phobias: spiders, people touching my neck ( yeah it just freaks me out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Quote: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R - Reason to smile: someone is making me happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S - Song you sang last:  holla back girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T - Time you woke up [today]: 7:36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U - Unknown fact about me: well its not unknown but i cant make up my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V - Vegetable you hate: Broccoli, it tastes like trees.....and no i dont know what a tree tastes like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W - Worst habit(s): driving fast, procrastinating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X - X-rays you&apos;ve had: just mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y - Yummy food: strawberries &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z - Zodiac sign: cancer</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 May 2005 17:28:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m so sick of hearing it all. Their hatred for each other is unbearable and I can&apos;t take it anymore. The thing that makes it so horrible is that I have caused this tension, and I am causing these two people to hurt almost every hour of everyday. It&apos;s tearing me apart and I just don&apos;t kown how to deal with it anymore. Lately all I have heard from people is that I can&apos;t say no. I try to please everyone around me before it comes to myself. It&apos;s true and i hate it. It&apos;s my weakness and it&apos;s natural, I don&apos;t know how to stop it. I am so lost and no one has the answer. I know what people are telling me to do and I can&apos;t figure out if i even agree or not. I&apos;m caught in my own mess. Someone is going to hurt...I just needed to vent I don&apos;t mean to complain i just cant keep it in me any longer. Its becoming hard to talk to anyone about it because they dont know what is going through my head and they&apos;re telling me its wrong. I dont even know whats going on in my head anymore.......</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Apr 2005 20:14:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>what the hell did i get myself into? i mean really........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Mar 2005 00:44:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>updating.....finally</title>
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  <description>well, someone did tell me it was time to update and that i had reasons to update, and sure enough they were exactly right.  as you may know or as you may not know...me and james have gone our seperate ways (its a nicer way of putting breaking up), even though we really havent parted at all.we still see each other, just not as much of each other as most are used to. i love him truly, madly, deeply, but it&apos;s just one of those things I needed to do for those who may be confused. Who knows what will happen, I think we&apos;ll be together once again in the future but for now we are both spending time apart doing things we should have been doing all along. I have the chance to hang out with my friends now and it&apos;s such a comfort. I hung out with Hannah a little this afternoon and even though we didn&apos;t really do anything it was definitely something I needed. She&apos;s kind of going through the same thing and she understands what I&apos;m doing so it makes it easier to know someone can relate.  so i leave you all with this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;every new beginning comes from some other beginnings end&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;its not always rainbows and butterflies, it compromise that moves us along&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Feb 2005 05:44:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>she broke your throne and she cut your hair, and from your lips she drew the hallelujah</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Feb 2005 04:44:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Today it hit me.....he&apos;s so perfect in so many ways, maybe its the way he looks at me or maybe its the way he sweeps me off my feet (literally) and the way his arms are big enough to wrap around me twice, or the way he pulls me closer and closer with each kiss, or the way he says i love you just to make sure i know, or the way his deep brown eyes catch my glance and keep it there, or maybe its the way he entertwines his fingers with mine letting me know he won&apos;t let go.......this feeling...it runs all the way to the tips of my toes........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2005 18:37:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>suprised? thats right im UPDATING!</title>
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  <description>sit back, relax, its time for mary dallas&apos; way overdue update to her journal. i have approximately 8 minutes to do so, so i might just have to continue later on, but for now i&apos;ll ramble. So today&apos;s alicia&apos;s birthday, and yesterday was Sarah&apos;s. Happy Birthday guys! And yep now i&apos;m moving on to a different subject. I&apos;ve been sitting here for about an hour reading everyone&apos;s livejournal and i have come to the conclusion that all of my friends are living lives that I don&apos;t know of. Well, i guess you could say their personal lives is what i am well unaware of. Oh dear, here comes the bell.....don&apos;t worry i&apos;ll be back</description>
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  <lj:music>none, unfortunately im at at school</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">none, unfortunately im at at school</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Jun 2004 04:13:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Wow i sure havent written in here in quite a while! I dont know why I suddenly had this spurt of desire to write but i did. It&apos;s 12:02 on a thursday, well friday morning i guess you could say. I dont really know what i&apos;m writing about because I don&apos;t really know what I&apos;m thinking right now.  I&apos;ve just been thinking lately about all my friends and my relationships with each and every one of them. Every relationship with every person differs just as the personalities and qualities of them seem to be. They make up me and I feel like in 2 years they aren&apos;t going to be tehre anymore. It&apos;s just weird to think about I guess, losing people who make up who you are. I truthfully want to spend these last 2 years of high school as wisely as I can without the complications of the high school years. We&apos;re growing up, and it&apos;s scary. Sometimes I want nothing more than to be older and married and successful and so on but I am 15 and i feel like these are years I should spend wisely, its the teenage years, when you develop into who you are. I guess all I&apos;m trying to say through this is I want to make the right choices, keep the right friends, return the favor they have provided with me, keep someone close. It&apos;s just a lot of thinking running through my mind and the pace seems to become faster and faster by the second. Time passes by much too fast even if I choose to differ quite often...</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 Apr 2004 04:26:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>where to start.......</title>
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  <description>sigh....it&apos;s been a while since an actual entry that had sentences besides like haha im bored yeah .....you know stuff like that, but ANYWAY....it&apos; time for another breakdown haha, yep thats right kids, another emotional breakdown. It&apos;s really not that serious, but I dont know it&apos;s just that when I usually post in this thing it&apos;s usually something bringing me down, sad, but true. So I&apos;m going to apologize in advance to whining to all of you reading this right now, I know that there are people out there dealing with so much more crap than I think I am. Well anyway, I don&apos;t know I just realized this weekend how much my friends mean to me and how much less of them I am seeing. I talk to them at school and then I feel like I never ever see them out of school. I need them, I&apos;ll always need them...they&apos;ve made me so happy and I&apos;ve learned to appreciate every second with them.  I just don&apos;t want to lose them, and I feel like its starting to happen. And with that being said, I think that I did lose someone I&apos;ve needed every second they were there for me and now its just all gone....I don&apos;t even know if they realize it. They&apos;ve made up a huge part of me and it&apos;s all just slowly washing away. Even with all the pain that come along with it, I just need the reassurance of their words and their smile. OH MAN its time for bed....haha, i dont want to end with a sad note so everyone whos reading this I love you so much even if I don&apos;t show it sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;~mary dallas~</description>
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  <lj:music>you got it bad- usher, haha yep, usher</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">you got it bad- usher, haha yep, usher</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 25 Mar 2004 02:39:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HERES YOUR UPDATE</title>
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  <description>hello look its an update! party on......haha there you go mr. lets tell mary dallas 500 times to update her journal. i will seriously update a real one soon, just not at this particular moment, maybe in like an hour. sorry this entry was so pointless and boring but i had to update before SOMEONE told me to one more time!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 02 Mar 2004 04:06:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hmmmm.....</title>
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  <description>La di da di da.....haha I wanted to write something to update my journal, but I just now realized that I&apos;m extremely tired and just want to curl up, turn on the fan, and go to sleep.....even after my 2 hour nap I took this afternoon....yes 2 hours.  So it&apos;s off the bed, for the 2nd time today.....goodnight, sleep tight, dont let the bed bugs bite ;)&amp;lt;-----(that&apos;s a wink)&lt;br /&gt;~mary dallas</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Feb 2004 04:01:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>music....sweet music</title>
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  <description>All i have to say is that I don&apos;t know what I would do without music. It actually gives you the reassurance that you&apos;re not the only one in the whole world who feels like the whole world was against you at one point in time. I have a feeling this is going to be a long entry, so sit tight. Ahh, the wonderful weekend, yes well the weekend is gone, and so many things happened as it passed by.  So many thoughts are running through my mind right now, all about different things. I feel like they&apos;re all running into each other, gathering in one big clump just sitting there. They won&apos;t go away and it&apos;s driving me crazy. I hate how I think about things all the time that I don&apos;t want to think about. Go figure.  I&apos;ve come to the realization over the past days that people are always going to want what they can&apos;t have.  Life, it&apos;s part of it. I feel like a 5 year old sitting here whining about my problems that seem microscopic to the problems people have all around me. Me, shallow? yes, indeed at some points in time, it comes to that. I would do anything in the world to prevent that, but I can&apos;t.  Alright, enough of me whining to those who are listening, I don&apos;t feel like making you sit through my bitching. :) So, breathe out as you find out this wasn&apos;t quite the long entry you were anticipating.  Yes, another pointless entry for the day. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;~Mary Dallas~</description>
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  <lj:music>the postal service- such great heights</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2004 04:46:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Love just is</title>
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  <description>Words diminish time&lt;br /&gt;As I stare out past my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Drawn down in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Words repeating from the past&lt;br /&gt;A sense of longing for you&lt;br /&gt;Things pass by much too fast&lt;br /&gt;Time stops as your eyes catch my glance&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m in over my head&lt;br /&gt;Captured in this silly dance&lt;br /&gt;Where are we now&lt;br /&gt;Standing here&lt;br /&gt;Spinning round and round&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could stop this dance we take&lt;br /&gt;And lie in an untangled dream&lt;br /&gt;For you, for you and your sake&lt;br /&gt;Time stops, the music plays&lt;br /&gt;You and your love&lt;br /&gt;Have caught the rest of my days</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2004 00:31:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>tis the season to be jolly</title>
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  <description>That title....yeah im not sure what thats about, it popped in my head when i was trying to think of a subject so ya know, i had to go with the first thing that came to mind even if it makes no sense whatsoever. I am terribly sorry that I haven&apos;t updated in while for those of you who actually read this.  I&apos;ve had other things to occupy my time such as SCHOOL. School, a pointless waste of time. I think I could go home and learn more than i do in school. Well, I think I would learn stuff that I&apos;m actually going to use in life if you catch my drift. So for the updates in my life...I dont think there are very many but hey I can drive now! Yes, legally.  Today I was in an bad mood and went out for a drive and blasted my music to wash out the other things floating around in my head. It worked, and I was actually calm and relaxed for while.  Of course the clock turned to 6 and I had to head home, but at least I came home in a better mood. So for more updates, I miss my friends. I feel like I&apos;m having this seperation from them for some reason.  Maybe I&apos;m just out in my own world but to those of you who know what I&apos;m talking about, I miss you. I never realized how happy they make me. They really do. Even if their just there to listen or goof around with, it&apos;s still the comforting feeling of knowing someone cares. It&apos;s almost Valentine&apos;s day...I don&apos;t have anyone to spend it with which is depressing for a moment, but then I realize there are a lot of people valentineless. But it is true, I am ready for someone wherever they might be. Well, i&apos;m off to the kitchen in search of food. REAL FOOD i mean. &lt;br /&gt;~mary dallas~</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Jan 2004 05:46:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Interesting...</title>
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  <description>Well, I failed on my goal to write in this everyday, but oh well it was a tough goal anyway. Yesterday i was sick, and it was not fun at all. I&apos;d rather go to school than be sick and that says a lot. I&apos;m not really sure what I have/had, but hopefully it will go away very soon. So yesterday was a pretty boring day and I really don&apos;t have anything interesting to write about it except that I baked oatmeal cookies and those were really good...HOMEMADE oatmeal cookies...yum they were so good. That was a benefit of being sick, someone buying me cookies and ice cream. Also, I watched the ring for the 3rd time.I watched it by myself while no one else was up and that wasn&apos;t a good idea at all. It never really scared me before, but I did find myself turning on lights before I walked into a room and looking behind me, you know just in case. The only thing I thought while I was watching it was how in the world did someone think of this? I mean really, its so weird that someone actually sat down and turned all their thoughts into a movie like that. But anyway, today I woke up at 1...which is pretty bad considering I had slept all day the day before.But hey, I slept good, and felt 100 times better so it was a good nights sleep. Today, I went downtown with a couple of people and we had fun. It was interesting because all of us hang out but not usually all together, but we still managed to have a good time.  I love my friends, they&apos;re all unique in their own ways which lets me see a lot of things from their point of views. Anyway, tonight was alright,i went out with hannah and we had fun, for like and hour and a half and then i had to come home, which sucked. I personally think that an 11 o&apos;clock curfew is ridiculous, but thinking that hasn&apos;t gotten me anywhere. My parents won&apos;t budge, unfortunately. Anyway, I got home and had an interesting conversation with one of my friends about relationships. We kept discussing how things change and how hard it is to find the perfect person. It&apos;s true, it&apos;s very hard to find that one person that fits all the qualities you want in a boyfriend/girlfriend. I wish it wasn&apos;t so hard to find, but i guess that&apos;s a whole part of it, finding that person, getting to know them....it all leads to a good thing i suppose. But then again, it&apos;s something everyone is anxious to find, and sometimes it&apos;s really hard to do so. &quot;Good things come to those who wait.&quot; That&apos;s what i&apos;ve always heard, i wonder if the person who said that was telling the truth...</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2004 03:59:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The usual</title>
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  <description>well, i&apos;m trying to make this thing daily....so here&apos;s my entry for today. It&apos;s not going to be very long because I&apos;m pretty tired and don&apos;t feel like writing in all the details of today, so i&apos;ll sum it all up. well, today wasnt very interesting, the usual- school, home, a bball game (which we won- whoop whoop!) I&apos;m just glad that tomorrow is Friday.....yes it&apos;s finally the weekend! I&apos;m really looking foward to sleeping in.....i really need sleep lately, probably because I stay up a lot later than I should - but oh well.  well, im out, sry about this entry, it wasnt exciting but my eyelids are getting heavier and heavier by the second...i hope i can make it up the stairs. goodnight!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jan 2004 05:45:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Addicting...</title>
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  <description>Yes, it is 12:30 at night on a SCHOOL night might i add. I&apos;m up pretty late for me, on a school night i mean.  I&apos;m pretty sure there are people out there who stay up until 5:30 searching the internet- you late night owls you.  Anyway, I&apos;m supposed to be writing about the &quot;Babylonians&quot; right now...the who? yes, my point exactly. But as usual, I found something better to do, which is write in here, which brings me to my point.  I find this whole live journal thing to be way too addicting, I mean i find myself every hour wanting to add a new post,is that unusual? For all you live journal users out there, tell me if you feel the same way, which brings me to another point. Do you realize just how many people use these things? I mean you go to visit one person&apos;s journal and then you find someone else&apos;s to visit on their page and so on and so on.  I guess I can understand why, it&apos;s a good way to break out all your emotions and feelings.  Yes, anyone can view them, but for some reason it doesn&apos;t make you feel weird or even a tad bit revealed. I guess it just gives you the chance to express yourself...and gives other people a chance to read into your life, kinda weird, but true.  Anyway, I like having a live journal, so I&apos;d like to thank the person who made this in the first place, someone like all us livejournal users- a bored, emotional, interesting , fun and exciting person (yes, those last 3 were compliments to you):) Hey you, yes you, comment why dont ya? &lt;br /&gt;~just another live journal user~</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jan 2004 03:18:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>School days......</title>
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  <description>Well, we started new classes Tuesday. I have three hard ones and one easy one...which kinda sucks. I like all my teachers so far, except my physical science one kinda scares me, he never smiles or laughs. I&apos;m already on his bad side...how did i manage to get on his bad side in 2 days? well heres how....i apparantely have the worst timing when saying things sometimes....such as &quot;man this class sucks&quot; or &quot;he doesnt seem very nice&quot; only to look behind me and find him standing RIGHT behind me. It wasn&apos;t very good, i just kind of slouched down in my seat and pretended I was working,yet I&apos;m sure he didnt fail to notice what I had said. But anyway, this week is going by fast and slow at the same time....I just wish it would already be over with. I have to babysit on Friday which kind of sucks, but I probably wouldn&apos;t be doing anything exciting anyway besides going to the game maybe, that is if we even have a game @ home. Oh well, I&apos;ll just sit and watch t.v. on the couch while the kids are in bed and I still make money. I guess it&apos;s not so bad if I think about it that way. I&apos;m supposed to be doing my homework right now, but I get distracted from that way too easily, I think i have A.D.D, literally. I&apos;m not even supposed to be on the computer, I&apos;m &quot;grounded&quot; from it because I didn&apos;t clean up in here, man what a good reason to punish someone. My parents are never in here anyway, so why should it matter? Oh well, this &quot;grounding&quot; thing doesn&apos;t seem to working anyway, obviously. I&apos;m just rambling on and on with things that you&apos;re probably not interested in , but hey at least I posted. I&apos;ll make a more interesting post soon, I promise. Now, off to an attempt at my homework, I&apos;ll give it a good 10 minutes before I find something better to occupy my time with. Bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~mary dallas~</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2004 21:43:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Another Eventful weekend</title>
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  <description>We had a three day weekend and I must say that I didn&apos;t spend it well at all. Friday I went to the game, mostly for the halftime show, but hey I caught bits and pieces of the actual game, and we lost.....again, but I must say it was a better game than I had expected. Went back to sarah&apos;s after the game, and that was fun except I ate way too much there, and i mean WAY TOO much. If you have a whole box of goldfish sitting in front on you, I advise you not to even start eating them......because you&apos;ll never stop. It&apos;s kinda like eating those elf fudge cookies, you know the ones that you eat one whole row and then think hey who ate all those cookies? But anyway, Saturday came around and I actually woke up early, getting up at 10:30 (early for me), took a shower, got ready for whatever I was about to do.....and that was sitting around the house being a couch potato all day. What a day. But I did go downtown with Sarah, and we had fun. I think I&apos;ve already made an entry about it, so you can look there for the details.  Sunday, another boring day. I sat around in my pajamas until 4. I was about to die of starvation until Lindsey was kind enough to take me to Petes. It was one of the best meals I&apos;ve ever had, probably because I hadn&apos;t eaten all day, I&apos;m sorry but the &quot;sociable&quot; crackers just don&apos;t do it for me.  After that, there was nothing exciting going on so I turned on the TV and watched fox.....excuse me ABC family for a while.  Hannah called me a little later and we went up to McDonald&apos;s for a little late night snack. It was fun, even if it was for only about 20 minutes. We had an exciting chase down Augusta road, Hannahs car can go from 0-60 in less than 5 seconds......or so it seemed.  Monday Hannah and I were headed off to Atlanta only to realize we didnt have enough time so we turned around and headed back to greenville. That was fun, a successful trip to the mall, which i never have. Well kids, that was my fun and amazing weekend you&apos;ve all been sitting at the edge of your seats to hear about. Pretty long entry, wouldnt you say? 10 points for me! :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 18 Jan 2004 05:53:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Well, it&apos;s 12:36 on Saturday night right now and I&apos;m sleepy, but not in the mood to go to bed yet. Today was a laid-back, uneventful kind of day although I did go downtown with Sarah. We had fun, we went to Atlanta bread company and coffee undergorund and then just roamed in and out of random stores.  We went into Mast General Store and took pictures of us doing retarded things, like us wearing those little hats with the helicopter sord of thing on top. Do you know what I&apos;m talking about? Yeah well we did that, and it was fun even if we did get weird looks from a lot of people. I can&apos;t wait to see those pictures, I love getting pictures back.  I don&apos;t take enough pictures, I still have ones from seventh grade hanging on my bulletin board, maybe it&apos;s time to change them.  Hopefully the rest of this weekend will be more eventful, because I hate sitting at home doing nothing. I always end up eating our whole kitchen and watching re runs on tv all day.  Maybe I&apos;ll go do something productive tomorrow like go to the Y. That&apos;s always fun, and it&apos;s nice to have a good work out once in a while, even if it does only last for an hour.  Well, its getting later and later, and my energy level is starting to go down, plus, there&apos;s no one to talk to online anymore.  Time for bed. See you kids later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~mary dallas~</description>
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