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  <title>jess -to the- ika</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jul 2002 07:38:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>for real</title>
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  <description>okay add &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_binaryxstar&apos; lj:user=&apos;binaryxstar&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://binaryxstar.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://binaryxstar.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;binaryxstar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for real this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for real.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Jun 2002 08:03:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i wonder if he realizes how much that hurt.&lt;br /&gt;after he says that shit to me, then I tell HIM that i love him,&lt;br /&gt;and he doesnt say it back.&lt;br /&gt;feels good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes me think. this isnt fucking love.&lt;br /&gt;this is &lt;b&gt;pure &lt;i&gt;hell.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <lj:mood>never hurt worse.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Jun 2002 05:38:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>;)</title>
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  <description>betty&apos;s voice gives me chills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guess what? since i dont post anymore i didnt tell any of you! i&apos;m going to take singing classes soon :)&lt;br /&gt;not that i need them. *sticks nose in air* &lt;br /&gt;lol just kidding.. but yeah it&apos;ll be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye bye journal.</description>
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  <lj:music>emotep - love song cover (live)</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Jun 2002 05:09:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv</title>
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  <description>sneak x thief: everyone says theres stuff in the water here cuz we all have big boobs&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: lol!&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: maybe something in the water here makes us have one boob bigger than the other</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Jun 2002 04:04:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HOLY CRIZAP I &amp;lt;3 CHEL</title>
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  <description>ME AND CHEL HAVE FUN! I AM HYPER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I AM STILL DELETING MY JOURNAL JUST HANG ON A SEC!!!! *TYPED HANG ON A SEX*&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;M HORNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: what the hell is that m/ thing&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: who knows&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: oh i know, its supposd to look like that stupid simbol people do with their hands you know&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: LOL NO!&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: what is going on&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: what symbol???&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: YOU KNOW&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: lol i dont understand!&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: hang on let me do it&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: LOL OK!&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: LOL IM CRACKING UP&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika:  &lt;img src=&quot;http://publish.hometown.aol.com/bigdumbgurl/images/ro.bmp&quot; alt=&quot;\m/&quot; /&gt; \m/!!!!&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: OH!&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: LOL&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: DO YOU GET IT NOW&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: YEA!&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: I THOUGHT YOU MEANT LIKE WHATVER!&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: and i was like waht the hell?&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: LMAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: OMG&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika:  &lt;img src=&quot;http://publish.hometown.aol.com/bigdumbgurl/images/we.bmp&quot; alt=&quot;like.. w/e&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: lol!&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: I HYPER&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: DSFJKLJLKD;F;JDSF&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: fjKLAJ:KDJA LMASO!&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;\&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: WHAT EVAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: LAMO!!!!!! THAT WOULD BE SO FUNNY IF _____ MEANT THAT&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: ASSSSSSSSSS IFFFFFFFF&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: LOL HE PROLLY DID!&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: LMAO!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: OMG I CANT BREATHE&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: ME EITHER&lt;br /&gt;I&quot;M DYING!&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: &quot;______ _____ _______ _______ _____, like whatever!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: HOW HOMO!&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: LMAO OMG&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: I&apos;M GOING TO PUKE&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: LOLNO!&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: I AM DOING SOMETHIGN REALLY FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: LOLL PIC?&amp;gt;!??!&lt;br /&gt;&apos;&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: YOU SHALL SEE&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: holy crap i&apos;m going to piss my pants brb&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: LOL OK!&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: WEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: send send SNEEEEDDDDDD I CNT WIAT!&lt;br /&gt;jess to the ika: MAYBE IT AINT A PIC BITCH HOLD YOUR DAMN HORSE &amp;gt;:o&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;sneak x thief: ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: _&apos;S ARE THINGS THAT YOU&apos;RE NOT ALLOWED TO SEE &amp;gt;:O</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jun 2002 06:42:36 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>actually. fuck it. i&apos;m deleting this. and my other one. and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m always doing something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck everything.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jun 2002 04:50:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>time out fo weal</title>
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  <description>new journal. friends only. i add no one until they add me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_binaryxstar&apos; lj:user=&apos;binaryxstar&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://binaryxstar.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://binaryxstar.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;binaryxstar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m going to delete this journal soon, as soon as everyone gets this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might be back someday, if i&apos;m ever mrs. peters again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jun 2002 19:49:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>puh.</title>
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  <description>stupid dreams. stupid, &lt;i&gt;stupid&lt;/i&gt; dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was okay, and i felt &lt;i&gt;happy&lt;/i&gt;(:O) until i had these dreams.&lt;br /&gt;i dream that we are still together, and then i wake up.. and oh yeah, we&apos;re not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one was kinda funny..&lt;br /&gt;i went to hug him in my dream, and i guess i really did go for it, and almost fell of the couch. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;:\&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go to counseling today. maybe that&apos;ll help.&lt;br /&gt;my sister is taking me, well, i am driving, but she&apos;ll be there.&lt;br /&gt;my mom is dropping off my medicine with her, for her to give me.. because i forgot it at home. maybe that will help, too.&lt;br /&gt;actually, i know the one thing that will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow some people are coming over for a bbq. maybe kat and kendra would like to come? you can bring steve, kendra.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ll just be all alone (as usual) with no friends, so please get back to me on this, i would love your company :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday alyssa comes. we have some wild plans, let me tell you. mwuahah.&lt;br /&gt;one of which, i&apos;m not sure if i&apos;m ready to do. it might be a mistake, and too soon. but we&apos;ll see how lonely i am, at the time. &lt;br /&gt;speaking of lyss, she&apos;s at the damn incubus concert &amp;gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;lucky ass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i broke down lastnight, i got too weak. and i talked to him.&lt;br /&gt;it may have been a bad idea.. but it made me feel good, just to hear from him again.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;you make it all go away&quot; &lt;br /&gt;you do, so much. i wish i could do the same for you.. you used to tell me i could :\&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m an ass.&lt;br /&gt;he made me feel like the bad guy, when i was just following my heart, like he&apos;s doing. i can never follow mine, he is always following his.&lt;br /&gt;is that fair? seriously, tell me. i&apos;m new to love and i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* i&apos;m going back to sleep.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jun 2002 05:36:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i met someone wonderful tonight&lt;br /&gt;they listened to everything i had to say&lt;br /&gt;they didn&apos;t criticize me&lt;br /&gt;they gave me their full attention&lt;br /&gt;they didn&apos;t interrupt me&lt;br /&gt;but when i went to give them a hug..&lt;br /&gt;something funny happened...&lt;br /&gt;then, i realized, that it was only a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;i&apos;m not a bad person, why must i be put through this?&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jun 2002 01:29:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hardness</title>
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  <description>so i was in my sisters car, and i looked in here little cubby thing, and there were two pictures that he had drawn. i&apos;m guessing from when she drove him home.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep these forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish he would talk to me. i wish he would call to at least ask me how i&apos;m doing.&lt;br /&gt;doesnt he wonder?&lt;br /&gt;he doesn&apos;t read my journal anymore, or my away messages. doesnt he care anymore?&lt;br /&gt;i wish he did. this is so hard.&lt;br /&gt;just one call to let me know he still cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt mean to hurt him so.&lt;br /&gt;you really did it this time jessika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i&apos;ll go back to sleep with my phone. awaiting the call that will change my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyss, and/or chel, i really want to talk to you guys tonight, it will be a hard night.&lt;br /&gt;if i&apos;m not on when either of you are, please, please call my cell. i&apos;ll be waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;810-488-1516</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jun 2002 05:38:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i can do it :)</title>
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  <description>i was thinking. what am i doing? why do i have to be so comlicated?&lt;br /&gt;then i thought &quot;you know, you can do this jessika.. you can do anything. you&apos;re not as weak as you think. &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt; is being the weak one. let him get strength. and for the time being, just be happy. alyssa will be here in a week, for &lt;i&gt;2&lt;/i&gt; whole weeks. you&apos;ll have so much fun.. and by the time shes gone.. who knows what might happen :)&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that&apos;s good i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course i want to go back to those days, more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;we had so much fun, i cherished &lt;i&gt;every&lt;/i&gt; second we spent together. &lt;br /&gt;every smile, every laugh, every kiss, every hug, everything.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go back and do it over again, but this time fix myself before this happens. who knows, maybe i&apos;ll get the chance to.&lt;br /&gt;I love him. I love him so much&lt;br /&gt;i miss his touch, i miss his smell, i miss so much.&lt;br /&gt;i miss his goofy little smile he would get that would show me how much he loved me.&lt;br /&gt;i miss looking into his eyes as he tells me the most beautiful things.&lt;br /&gt;i miss how he would get shy when i told him nice things about him, and when i rubbed his freckles.&lt;br /&gt;i miss his adorible laugh. oohh, his laugh. it made me feel so good when he laughed, because i knew he was happy, and i knew he was having fun.&lt;br /&gt;i miss how he would always make me feel better. like when i had mono, i wanted him to take a bath with me so badly, but he didn&apos;t want to get sick.. but he risked it, for me, because he knew it would make me better. that was my favorite bath.&lt;br /&gt;i miss waking up in his arms and seeing his eyes barely opened as he kisses my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;i miss how he would pout if he wanted a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;i miss those kisses. they were unlike anything you could believe.&lt;br /&gt;our first kiss, i would go back to that any day. it felt like magic. i knew then, that we would be together forever. and i still know it. &lt;br /&gt;i miss how he was so excited to talk to me after he got home from being out, or at work.&lt;br /&gt;i miss how if i was down, he would be there to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;i miss how we would make fun of eachother for bands that we like. hehe&lt;br /&gt;i miss how i could pour my heart out to him.&lt;br /&gt;i miss how we had long talks at night while laying in bed.&lt;br /&gt;i miss how he was the only one i could trust.&lt;br /&gt;i miss how he promised me we would be together forever.&lt;br /&gt;i miss all of our plans.&lt;br /&gt;i miss how we were so excited for it to be warm out.. and then we just sat inside and slept all day.&lt;br /&gt;i miss our naps after we ate dinner.&lt;br /&gt;i miss it all. &lt;br /&gt;but most of all.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i miss us.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will hurt for a long time. but i can do it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jun 2002 05:02:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>happy thing</title>
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  <description>i&apos;m at my sisters for the week. i had to get out of my house, even though it&apos;s harder here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walk in, and i see stuff that he wrote still on the white board that they hadn&apos;t erased yet. so cute :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m bringing everyone down.. i don&apos;t mean to. they should understand why i&apos;m not my usual jolly self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, kat, and kendra are going to hang out while i&apos;m here. they are good friends and are doing all that they can to keep me happy. thank you guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was a mistake, when will you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;happy anniversary..... to nothing&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jun 2002 00:26:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i dont know</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Current Clothes ] pjs&lt;br /&gt;[ Current Mood ] lonely&lt;br /&gt;[ Current Music ] i can&apos;t listen to music anymore&lt;br /&gt;[ Current Taste ] nothing&lt;br /&gt;[ Current Make-up ] nothing&lt;br /&gt;[ Current Hair ] dirty&lt;br /&gt;[ Current Annoyance ] none&lt;br /&gt;[ Current Smell ] outside&lt;br /&gt;[ Current thing I ought to be doing ] not thinking about it&lt;br /&gt;[ Current Desktop Picture ] stars&lt;br /&gt;[ Current Favorite Group ] emotep taproot&lt;br /&gt;[ Current Book you&apos;re reading] none&lt;br /&gt;[ Current CD in CD Player] none&lt;br /&gt;[Current DVD in player] none&lt;br /&gt;[ Current Color Of Toenails ] marron&lt;br /&gt;[ Current Refreshment ] none&lt;br /&gt;[ Current Worry ] you all know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST PERSON... &lt;br /&gt;[ You Touched ] mom&lt;br /&gt;[ You Talked to ] lyss&lt;br /&gt;[ You Hugged ] jon&lt;br /&gt;[ You Instant messaged ] lyss&lt;br /&gt;[ You Yelled At ] mom&lt;br /&gt;[ You Kissed ] *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Food ] icecream&lt;br /&gt;[ Drink ] tea&lt;br /&gt;[ Color ] blue, black, pink&lt;br /&gt;[ Album ] i dont know&lt;br /&gt;[ Shoes ] my flops&lt;br /&gt;[ Candy ] boston baked beans&lt;br /&gt;[ Animal ] bunny&lt;br /&gt;[ TV Show ] vids&lt;br /&gt;[ Movie ] lots&lt;br /&gt;[ Dance ] eh&lt;br /&gt;[ Song ] lots&lt;br /&gt;[ Vegetable ] green beans&lt;br /&gt;[ Fruit ] strawberries.&lt;br /&gt;[ Cartoon ] lots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU... &lt;br /&gt;[ Understanding ] i try&lt;br /&gt;[ Open-minded ] sometimes&lt;br /&gt;[ Arrogant ] i dunno&lt;br /&gt;[ Insecure ] a little&lt;br /&gt;[ Interesting ] probably not&lt;br /&gt;[ Random ] ?&lt;br /&gt;[ Hungry ] no&lt;br /&gt;[ Friendly ] when i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;[ Smart ] sometimes&lt;br /&gt;[ Moody ] yeah&lt;br /&gt;[ Childish ] yeah&lt;br /&gt;[ Independent ] no&lt;br /&gt;[ Hard working ] depends&lt;br /&gt;[ Organized ] not lately&lt;br /&gt;[ Healthy ] not lately&lt;br /&gt;[ Emotionally Stable ] not lately&lt;br /&gt;[ Shy ] yeah&lt;br /&gt;[ Difficult ] yeah&lt;br /&gt;[ Attractive ] i dont know&lt;br /&gt;[ Bored Easily ] yes&lt;br /&gt;[ Messy ] yeah&lt;br /&gt;[ Thirsty ] no&lt;br /&gt;[ Responsible ] depends&lt;br /&gt;[ Obsessed ] so much&lt;br /&gt;[ Angry ] no&lt;br /&gt;[ Sad ] of course&lt;br /&gt;[ Happy ] no&lt;br /&gt;[ Hyper ] no&lt;br /&gt;[ Trusting ] yeah&lt;br /&gt;[ Talkative ] sometimes&lt;br /&gt;[ Legal ] no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO DO YOU WANT TO... &lt;br /&gt;[ Kill ] no one&lt;br /&gt;[ Slap ] no one&lt;br /&gt;[ Get Really Wasted With ] no one&lt;br /&gt;[ Get High With ] no one&lt;br /&gt;[ Tickle ] my fave person to tickle&lt;br /&gt;[ Look Like ] me&lt;br /&gt;[ Talk To Offline ] jon&lt;br /&gt;[ Talk To Online ] jon</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Jun 2002 05:59:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>eh</title>
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  <description>holy crap it is soo foggy. it&apos;s like seriously in my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to get up at like 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get bored.. so i draw. i started it along time ago.. i just now got inspired to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://publish.hometown.aol.com/bigdumbgurl/images/jessjon.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;me and jon as toons&quot; /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>papa roach on mtv :\</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">papa roach on mtv :\</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Jun 2002 20:55:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>whoa</title>
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  <description>oh fudge. i&apos;m tired. after jon goes to work i think i&apos;ll nap some more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i post too much, don&apos;t i?</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Jun 2002 18:43:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>WHAT IS THIS REALLY SCARY STORM. ITS REALLY REALLY SCARY&lt;br /&gt;TORNADOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK I&apos;M GOING TO SLEEP IT AWAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED JON TO PROTECT :(</description>
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  <lj:music>THUNDER :(</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">THUNDER :(</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Jun 2002 08:36:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>:D!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
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  <description>ignore all of those entries below.  he&apos;s back. &lt;i&gt;we&apos;re&lt;/i&gt; back.  i knew this was meant to be! i knew it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you jon. i love me. i love everyone! and everything :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am the happiest person, ever!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*KISS*</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Jun 2002 18:24:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i just need to get away</title>
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  <description>for now i have blocked everybody on my aim besides a selected few.&lt;br /&gt;this won&apos;t be forever, i promise.&lt;br /&gt;so if i&apos;m online, you&apos;re not blocked.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Jun 2002 18:11:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>:DDDD</title>
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  <description>he called me, he called me, HE CALLED ME!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;24&quot;&gt;HE CALLED ME!!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can this be the right. it hurts so bad unless i&apos;m talking to him, or i know we are one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told me he loved me. oh how it made me smile!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Jun 2002 14:15:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i&apos;m waiting</title>
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  <description>just got back from taking my psychology and government exams. i just cheated for the most part. but then i felt sick and just guessed on the rest.&lt;br /&gt;i havent had anything to eat in 32 hours, except for a piece of cereal. then i threw it up.&lt;br /&gt;i managed to get 4 hours of sleep lastnight, and i&apos;ll most likely go to sleep here in a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can&apos;t do anything to keep my mind off you.&lt;br /&gt;there is always something there to remind me. *sings that cool song* lol.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i can&apos;t go outside, it reminds me of all of our plans.&lt;br /&gt;i can&apos;t watch tv, all the stuff i like to watch, we&apos;ve always watched together.&lt;br /&gt;i can&apos;t be on the computer, because well, you know why.&lt;br /&gt;i can&apos;t listen to music, every song, every lyric, relates to you somehow.&lt;br /&gt;i can&apos;t even sleep. it reminds me of cuddling up together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don&apos;t feel bad. i&apos;m not trying to make you. this is just my only way to communicate with you, and i need to tell you how i&apos;m feeling.&lt;br /&gt;i wish you would do the same, just so i know you&apos;re okay and that at least one of us are.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Jun 2002 03:54:06 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>today has been long. very, very long. i&apos;d like to sleep, but i&apos;ll be up all night. i don&apos;t care about my exams, i&apos;m going to guess on them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom won $2100 at the casino lastnight. she gave me $100 for summer shopping, and said &quot;money can&apos;t buy you happiness, but it does help.&quot; so me and leah might go to the mall sometime soon if i feel up to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what happens when you:&lt;br /&gt;-don&apos;t eat&lt;br /&gt;-don&apos;t sleep&lt;br /&gt;-don&apos;t shower&lt;br /&gt;-and cry&lt;br /&gt;all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://publish.hometown.aol.com/bigdumbgurl/images/sdfsdfffs.bmp&quot; alt=&quot;:&amp;#39;(&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:mood>None, or other.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Jun 2002 00:27:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;this &lt;b&gt;pain&lt;/b&gt; in my stomach, won&apos;t go away. i assume this is punishment, for all mistakes i&apos;ve made.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Jun 2002 13:18:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*</title>
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  <description>sigh i&apos;m bored. and i&apos;ll never be able to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m not taking my exams today because.. i&apos;m not feeling too good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyss and i were inspired by jon to start working on our site again. its cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo. tonight i just stayed up talking to jon and lyss like usual. probably the last time we&apos;ll do that together.. who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is anyone interested in going to the emotep concert this weekend? i really want to be there for their last show.. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First name: jessika&lt;br /&gt;2. Last name: filthaut&lt;br /&gt;3. Nickname: nothing&lt;br /&gt;4. Screen name: xbinaryxstarx&lt;br /&gt;5. Gender: female&lt;br /&gt;6. Age: 17&lt;br /&gt;7. Type of Music: non crappy.&lt;br /&gt;8. Birthdate: feb 19&lt;br /&gt;9. Birthplace: east china&lt;br /&gt;10. Siblings: tons&lt;br /&gt;11. Zodiac sign: pices&lt;br /&gt;13. Current Location: algonac&lt;br /&gt;14. Live with: mom&lt;br /&gt;15. Name of current school: nothing&lt;br /&gt;16. Grade: nothing&lt;br /&gt;17. Graduation date/year: 2003&lt;br /&gt;18. GPA: 3.3 or something&lt;br /&gt;19. Height: 5&apos;2&lt;br /&gt;20. Hair color: brown&lt;br /&gt;21. Highlights/dyed: kinda&lt;br /&gt;22. Hair length: short&lt;br /&gt;23. Eye color: brown.&lt;br /&gt;24. Contacts/glasses: no&lt;br /&gt;25. Freckles: i wish, they&apos;re cute.&lt;br /&gt;26. Birthmark(s): yeah&lt;br /&gt;27. Scar(s): eye, chin, forehead, wrists.&lt;br /&gt;28. Type(s) of clothes you wear: whatever&lt;br /&gt;29. Cologne/Perfume you wear: whatever&lt;br /&gt;30. Deodorant you use: secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not&lt;br /&gt;31. Aliens: kinda&lt;br /&gt;32. Angels: no&lt;br /&gt;33. Demons: no&lt;br /&gt;34. Heaven &amp; Hell: no&lt;br /&gt;35. God: no&lt;br /&gt;36. Your friends: dont have any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendships&lt;br /&gt;37. Best friend: i dont have one anymore&lt;br /&gt;38. Last friend you talked to: lyss&lt;br /&gt;39. Funniest: lyss&lt;br /&gt;40. Silliest: lyss&lt;br /&gt;41. Loudest: alyssa is my only friend.&lt;br /&gt;42. Stupidest: &lt;br /&gt;43. Sweetest: &lt;br /&gt;44. Weirdest: &lt;br /&gt;45. Best at keeping secrets: &lt;br /&gt;46. Most hyper: &lt;br /&gt;47. Most annoying: &lt;br /&gt;48. Friend you miss most: &lt;br /&gt;49. Friend you&apos;ve known the longest: &lt;br /&gt;50. Friend you haven&apos;t known long: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word association&lt;br /&gt;51. Bill Clinton: sexy&lt;br /&gt;52. Lollipops: candy&lt;br /&gt;53. Whipped Cream: good&lt;br /&gt;54. Dreams: sleep&lt;br /&gt;55. Love: depression&lt;br /&gt;56. South Park: comedy central&lt;br /&gt;57. Guys: stupid&lt;br /&gt;58. Girls: stupid&lt;br /&gt;59. Death: sounds great.&lt;br /&gt;60. Bubble gum: sick&lt;br /&gt;61. Water: fall&lt;br /&gt;62. Ice Cream: my fav food :(&lt;br /&gt;63. Oil: nigs&lt;br /&gt;64. Phone: call&lt;br /&gt;65. Food: good&lt;br /&gt;66. Kiss: i need one.&lt;br /&gt;67. Pretzels: stealing&lt;br /&gt;68. Britney Spears: fake&lt;br /&gt;69. School: stupid&lt;br /&gt;70. Floppy: penis&lt;br /&gt;71. Shoes: good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever&lt;br /&gt;72. Been on a plane: when i was 1&lt;br /&gt;73. Cried in public: yeah&lt;br /&gt;74. Climbed a tree: yes&lt;br /&gt;75. Gotten in a physical fight: yeah&lt;br /&gt;76. Drank alcohol: yeah&lt;br /&gt;77. Fell asleep in a movie theater: no&lt;br /&gt;78. Driven a car: yeah&lt;br /&gt;79. Been arrested: no&lt;br /&gt;80. Broken curfew: yeah&lt;br /&gt;81. Been pulled over when driving: no&lt;br /&gt;82. Farted in public: yeah all the time&lt;br /&gt;83. Met a celebrity: yeah&lt;br /&gt;84. Skipped school: yes&lt;br /&gt;85. Went to a pro sports game: no&lt;br /&gt;86. Met the president: no&lt;br /&gt;87. Been scared to get shot: no&lt;br /&gt;88. Smoke a cigarette: like once&lt;br /&gt;89. Gotten a cavity: yeah&lt;br /&gt;90. Done any drugs: yeah&lt;br /&gt;91. Shopped at Abercrombie &amp; Fitch: no&lt;br /&gt;92. Gone skinny-dipping: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite&lt;br /&gt;93. Food: chinese &lt;br /&gt;94. Drink: water&lt;br /&gt;95. TV show: nothing&lt;br /&gt;96. Movie: nothing&lt;br /&gt;97. CD: emotep&lt;br /&gt;98. Song: now&lt;br /&gt;99. Color: blue and black&lt;br /&gt;100. Day of the week: Friday &lt;br /&gt;101. Month: july&lt;br /&gt;102. Number: 24&lt;br /&gt;103. Favorite Car: mine&lt;br /&gt;104. Cookie: chocolate chip&lt;br /&gt;105. Toothpaste: whatev&lt;br /&gt;106. Ice Cream: blue moon&lt;br /&gt;107. Candy bar: none&lt;br /&gt;108. LJ: mine. jons&lt;br /&gt;109. Subject: art&lt;br /&gt;110. Artist/band: tr emotep&lt;br /&gt;111. Shampoo/conditioner: whatever&lt;br /&gt;112. Website: mine, jons&lt;br /&gt;113. Sports to play: nothing&lt;br /&gt;114. Sports to watch: nothing&lt;br /&gt;115. Place: somewhere i&apos;m not allowed to be anymore&lt;br /&gt;116. Vacation spot: i dont know&lt;br /&gt;117. Kind of candle: sss&lt;br /&gt;118. Color eyes: green&lt;br /&gt;119. Smoke? no&lt;br /&gt;120. Do drugs? no&lt;br /&gt;121. Drink? no&lt;br /&gt;122. Have sex? im not sure&lt;br /&gt;123. Sleep with stuffed animals? clif&lt;br /&gt;124. Have a crush? yes&lt;br /&gt;125. Have a boyfriend/girlfriend? no&lt;br /&gt;126. Have a dream that keeps coming back? i hope&lt;br /&gt;127. Play an instrument? sometimes&lt;br /&gt;128. Read the newspaper? no&lt;br /&gt;129. Have any gay or lesbian friends? yeah&lt;br /&gt;130. Believe in miracles? yeah&lt;br /&gt;131. Believe it&apos;s possible to remain faithful forever? i used to&lt;br /&gt;132. Consider yourself tolerant of others? no&lt;br /&gt;133. Consider police a friend or foe? iono&lt;br /&gt;134. Like the taste of alcohol? hate it&lt;br /&gt;135. Have a favourite Stooge? nah&lt;br /&gt;136. Believe in astrology? no&lt;br /&gt;137. Believe in magic? dunno&lt;br /&gt;138. Pray? i did a few minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;139. Go to church? no&lt;br /&gt;140. Have any secrets? yeah&lt;br /&gt;141. Have any pets? dog gerb&lt;br /&gt;142. Go to or plan to go to college? i dont know my plans anymore&lt;br /&gt;143. Talk to strangers who instant message you? no&lt;br /&gt;144. Wear hats? in the winter&lt;br /&gt;145. Have any piercings? yeah&lt;br /&gt;146. Have any tattoos? not yet&lt;br /&gt;147. Hate yourself? yes&lt;br /&gt;148. Wish on stars? i&apos;m gonna start, i&apos;ll do anything&lt;br /&gt;149. Like your handwriting? i dotn know&lt;br /&gt;150. Have any bad habits? yes&lt;br /&gt;151. Have a second family? i thought i did&lt;br /&gt;152. Trust others easily? no&lt;br /&gt;153. Like sarcasm? yes &lt;br /&gt;154. Take walks in the rain? no&lt;br /&gt;155. Kiss with your eyes closed? i love to watch jon&apos;s eyes when he kisses me, i wish i could see it again someday.&lt;br /&gt;156. Sing in the shower? yes</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Jun 2002 01:27:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>sigh</title>
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  <description>today was a waste of my time.&lt;br /&gt;so, i go to bed all early lastnight, and get up at 8 this morning to go take my exam at 9. i get to the fucking school and oh, no one is there. &lt;i&gt;fucking cool&lt;/i&gt;. i love my school, it&apos;s very organized.&lt;br /&gt;so now i get to take them tomorrow-friday. yes. just how i want to spend my fucking friday. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i came home and went back to sleep. i woke up at 3 and talked to jon which was a relief, i haven&apos;t talk to him in awhile. we don&apos;t really get to talk anymore, with me doing exam stuff and sleeping, and him working and hanging out with chums. i thought this summer we would talk/hang out so much more. but we do less of both. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just sat around and i had to go to my first counseling appointment at 6:30. we had to be there at 6, though, to fill out paper work. which took years.&lt;br /&gt;there were a bunch of crazy people there.&lt;br /&gt;my counseler is alright.. she&apos;s nice. she&apos;s canadian, so i like that.. i like her accent.&lt;br /&gt;my mom stayed in there with me cause i was shy. we just talked about why i decided to go, and what my goal was. we talked about my sister, jon, and alyssa. she seems to like alyssa already, lol. and jon, too. &lt;br /&gt;i have to go every tuesday for 45 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i came home we went to get carryout from bobe. i came home and ate it, and then went out on the dock with lexie and puff. puff left so i just sat there and fished with lexie. i caught a perch! it was so exciting. *throws it in the pile that we are fring for our party* it&apos;s cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i&apos;m just sitting here about to study for exams. i don&apos;t know what i&apos;m doing tomorrow. but i should try and find something to do since jon won&apos;t be home. &lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ll probably just sleep/sit here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come over right now alyssa</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 18 Jun 2002 01:17:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>gay exams</title>
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  <description>today was okayyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the mall with leah and wasted my money on flip flops. i don&apos;t really care cause i needed them. &lt;br /&gt;i was looking for a present for alyssa, but everything was too much. i&apos;ll get her something later, or maybe buy her something while she&apos;s here. omg i can&apos;t wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i came home my brother brought my car back. i guess it&apos;s fixed. me and puff cruised the strip and i almost got in a head on collision. it was really scary. i don&apos;t feel like talking about it so you can just ask &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_safetydancer&apos; lj:user=&apos;safetydancer&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://safetydancer.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://safetydancer.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;safetydancer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about it becasue she knows everything about me and what happens in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a really scary storm occured and i just sat here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i worked on my exam review, and now i have to study for it. i get to drive myself to school tomorrow. i have to take my psych exam at 9. then i&apos;m just coming home and sleeping for ever.</description>
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