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  <title>Sherpe</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Aug 2005 15:26:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>havent updated in a while!! whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATSU IS WICKED AWESOME!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 18 Apr 2005 02:48:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i got rejected from art all-state</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 Apr 2005 01:41:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>**** ***</title>
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  <description>i woke up in a wicked happy mood this morning. kinda funny cause i had nothing to be happy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont u hate those realizations...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Mar 2005 15:11:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I AM A LICENSED DRIVER</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Feb 2005 02:05:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>RiCkenBacKer63: sence is a work&lt;br /&gt;RiCkenBacKer63: word*&lt;br /&gt;llbeccam88: LOL&lt;br /&gt;llbeccam88: and no&lt;br /&gt;llbeccam88: its not&lt;br /&gt;llbeccam88: .......i think&lt;br /&gt;RiCkenBacKer63: look i go to westfield STATE college&lt;br /&gt;RiCkenBacKer63: i know what i&apos;m talking about&lt;br /&gt;llbeccam88: oh chris&lt;br /&gt;llbeccam88: so naive&lt;br /&gt;llbeccam88: lol&lt;br /&gt;RiCkenBacKer63: do i look like an indian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RiCkenBacKer63: i thought it was a slave song&lt;br /&gt;llbeccam88: LOL&lt;br /&gt;llbeccam88: no, wasn&apos;t it a popular song in the 80s or 90s?&lt;br /&gt;RiCkenBacKer63: some guy came to my school in 1st grade and sang that&lt;br /&gt;llbeccam88: making a slave song popular is like, the complete opposite of political correctness&lt;br /&gt;RiCkenBacKer63: no its heritage&lt;br /&gt;RiCkenBacKer63: my heritage&lt;br /&gt;llbeccam88: i dont think so chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RiCkenBacKer63: you know what i hate&lt;br /&gt;llbeccam88: what?&lt;br /&gt;llbeccam88: white people?&lt;br /&gt;RiCkenBacKer63: besides them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RiCkenBacKer63: you know what i hate about accoustics?&lt;br /&gt;RiCkenBacKer63: they turn your fingers green&lt;br /&gt;llbeccam88: what?&lt;br /&gt;llbeccam88: how do they do that?&lt;br /&gt;RiCkenBacKer63: copper strings&lt;br /&gt;llbeccam88: ew&lt;br /&gt;llbeccam88: so you have like.....green fingers?&lt;br /&gt;RiCkenBacKer63: they&apos;re green and calloused&lt;br /&gt;llbeccam88: um, i dont know if i can be seen in public with you&lt;br /&gt;llbeccam88: :-D&lt;br /&gt;RiCkenBacKer63: lol i&apos;ll wear gloves&lt;br /&gt;RiCkenBacKer63: i&apos;ll look like i have lerparasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being friends again is awesome :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Feb 2005 00:46:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Apparently, if you rearrange the letters in Natsu to Satun, that is how Satan would spell his name....with a u. SO that means that Natsu is the devil in disguise, according to casey s and chris n. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funatic929: natsu...&lt;br /&gt;Funatic929: same letters as satun&lt;br /&gt;Funatic929: (if satan spelled his name that way)&lt;br /&gt;Funatic929: she&apos;s the devil&lt;br /&gt;Funatic929: (prove me wrong and I&apos;ll giv eyou a cookie)&lt;br /&gt;llbeccam88: how do i prove shes not the devil&lt;br /&gt;Funatic929: same way you prove if someone&apos;s not a witch&lt;br /&gt;Funatic929: drown them in a river...if they survive ...they&apos;re the devil&lt;br /&gt;Funatic929: if they don&apos;t survive...&lt;br /&gt;Funatic929: woops&lt;br /&gt;Funatic929: everyone makes mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Funatic929: ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and according to chris n:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RiCkenBacKer63: if she sinks&lt;br /&gt;RiCkenBacKer63: shes normal&lt;br /&gt;RiCkenBacKer63: if she floats &lt;br /&gt;RiCkenBacKer63: we kill her&lt;br /&gt;llbeccam88: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;RiCkenBacKer63: either way she dies</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Feb 2005 22:43:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I HAVE A NEW LITTLE SISTER AND HER NAME IS NATSU!!!!!!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 Jan 2005 21:00:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>excuse my french&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK???? I AM SO FUCKING ANGRY RIGHT NOW!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! FUCK DRAMA!!!!!!! THEY POSTPONED OUR PREFORMANCE LAST SATURDAY TO THIS SATURDAY AND THEN WE WERE SUPPOSED TO HAVE REHEARSAL TODAY (WHICH I ONLY FOUND OUT ABOUT LAST NIGHT AT 10:00!!!!!!) BUT ONLY 9 PEOPLE SHOWED UP SO MS. SKAREE GOT MAD AND CANCELED IT!!!!!! FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!! I AM SO FUCKING MAD!!!!! HOW DOES SHE HAVE THE RIGHT DO DO THAT??? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ITS NOT FUCKING FAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 22 Jan 2005 04:59:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>kate is right. this week is unreal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i found out i didnt know what to do. I didnt know him that well but i know his younger brother. i went to the candleight vigil because i thought that the more people that went the better, everyone needs support. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was standing next to my friend chris, and he was holding a candle, and the wax kept dripping down. it didnt fall off and land on the ground like mine, but started making this like, stick of wax hanging off of the candle. Drip after drip after drip kept adding this weight to the stick of wax until it finally just plumetted to the ground. that&apos;s when i lost it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s just too ironic. he must have felt so alone, so hepless. and i saw over a hundred people there who would have done anything for him. its just...so unfair.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Dec 2004 16:14:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i think everyone should go see Phantom of the Opera. It was amazing. I cried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now im gonna tell you my favorite scene. There&apos;s this girl, Christine, who&apos;s in this theater and she sings. She just found her old childhood sweetheart (Raoul) who just happens to take over being the theaters patron. So they start falling in love all over again and they go up to the top of the roof and sing the most beautiful love song EVER and it turns out the phantom is there, and he&apos;s in love with Christine and he gets really mad at both of them cause he feels like Christine betrayed him. So then the phantom kills a bunch of people and makes the theater put on this play that he wrote. During the actual performance, he kills one of the actors and takes his part and he and christine have a scene and after they finish it the phantom starts singing the guys part of the love song (still during the play) really sincerely and I CRIED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then christine rips of his mask and the theater erupts in absolute bedlam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing else is new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i tried to call you casey, on my new CELL PHONE, but it wouldn&apos;t work, so i promise i will try again later!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new years everyone</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Dec 2004 16:18:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hopped up on tylenol</title>
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  <description>yea my wrist hurts.....but my heart hurts more</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Nov 2004 02:28:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>sarah scriver, do you remember some time last year when i said that it was a weird time? like something big was going to happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its that time again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind of like the calm before the storm, except i dont know if its going to a storm or a rainbow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but even a rainbow comes with rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just that feeling that you&apos;re waiting for something....</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 31 Oct 2004 16:40:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px black solid; width: 90%&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.corknut.org/toys/trickortreat/&quot;&gt;My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px black dotted&quot;&gt;llbecca88 goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as Drama Geek.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px orange solid&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/_stoneinthesea_/&quot;&gt;_stoneinthesea_&lt;/a&gt; gives you 13 orange cherry-flavoured jelly beans.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px orange solid&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/bgosh8671/&quot;&gt;bgosh8671&lt;/a&gt; gives you 1 teal strawberry-flavoured gumdrops.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px orange solid&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/eyesoftheruby/&quot;&gt;eyesoftheruby&lt;/a&gt; gives you 5 yellow blueberry-flavoured pieces of taffy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px orange solid&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/kacey246/&quot;&gt;kacey246&lt;/a&gt; gives you 8 yellow vanilla-flavoured miniature candy bars.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px orange solid&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/kitkat2024/&quot;&gt;kitkat2024&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You get a wad of paper.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px orange solid&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/kris3188/&quot;&gt;kris3188&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You lose 12 pieces of candy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px orange solid&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/mailboxddr/&quot;&gt;mailboxddr&lt;/a&gt; gives you 9 green mint-flavoured nuggets.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px orange solid&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/musicgirl312/&quot;&gt;musicgirl312&lt;/a&gt; gives you 3 teal passionfruit-flavoured gummies.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px orange solid&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/paigey788/&quot;&gt;paigey788&lt;/a&gt; gives you 11 dark green cola-flavoured pieces of taffy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px orange solid&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/penguinator13/&quot;&gt;penguinator13&lt;/a&gt; gives you 16 teal mint-flavoured pieces of taffy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px black dotted&quot;&gt;llbecca88 ends up with 54 pieces of candy, and a wad of paper.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;form action=&quot;http://www.corknut.org/toys/trickortreat/index.cgi&quot; method=&quot;post&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;Go trick-or-treating! Username: &lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;username&quot; size=&quot;10&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Let&amp;#39;s Go!&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-size: xx-small; text-align: center&quot;&gt;Another fun meme brought to you by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/rfreebern/&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;rfreebern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junior semi last night. it was alot of fun, everyone looked so good!!! we went to bertuccis for dinner, then to the semi where i danced for 4 hours! my feet hurt so much. then me, al, kris, and dan went to denardos until curfew and then i went home. it was fun. not what i envisioned, but fun.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Sep 2004 21:02:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>happy early b-day casey!!!!!!!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Aug 2004 12:05:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>in kansas. at kansas state university. &lt;br /&gt;sarah definetly chose the right college. she&apos;s gonna have a great time here. &lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for college. i want to go NOW</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2004 13:31:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>thought provoking :)</title>
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  <description>Why &quot;chuck&quot; my mp3 player is better than a boyfriend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he knows all my favorite songs&lt;br /&gt;he has a 4 year warranty&lt;br /&gt;i can turn him on whenver i want&lt;br /&gt;i can turn him off whenever i want&lt;br /&gt;not an ounce of fat on him&lt;br /&gt;he sings me songs&lt;br /&gt;i can mute him whenever i want&lt;br /&gt;he runs with me&lt;br /&gt;has a cute, attractive figure&lt;br /&gt;slim firm body&lt;br /&gt;even my parents find him entertaining&lt;br /&gt;all my friends love him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is good</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Jul 2004 13:55:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>we broke up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys suck</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2004 16:25:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Jul 2004 18:14:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>If General George Patton were alive and President of &lt;br /&gt; the  USA, this would be &lt;br /&gt; his Fireside Speech: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My fellow Americans: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As you all know, the defeat of Iraq&apos;s regime has &lt;br /&gt; been completed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Since congress  does not want to spend any more money &lt;br /&gt; on this war, our &lt;br /&gt; mission in Iraq is complete. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This  morning I gave the order for a complete removal &lt;br /&gt; of all  American forces &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;from Iraq. This action will be complete within  30 &lt;br /&gt; days. It is now time to &lt;br /&gt; begin the  reckoning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Before me, I have two lists. One  list contains the &lt;br /&gt; names of countries which &lt;br /&gt;  have stood by our side during the Iraq conflict. &lt;br /&gt; This list is  short: The &lt;br /&gt; United Kingdom, Spain, Bulgaria, Australia,  Norway &lt;br /&gt; and Poland are some of &lt;br /&gt; the countries  listed there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The other list contains  everyone not on the first &lt;br /&gt; list. Most of the world&apos;s &lt;br /&gt; nations are on that list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My press  secretary will be distributing copies of &lt;br /&gt; both lists later  this &lt;br /&gt; evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Let me start  by saying that effective immediately, foreign aid to &lt;br /&gt; those  nations on List 2 ceases immediately and &lt;br /&gt; indefinitely. The  money saved &lt;br /&gt; during the first year alone will pretty much pay  for &lt;br /&gt; the costs of the Iraqi &lt;br /&gt; war. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The American people are no longer going to pour &lt;br /&gt; money into third world &lt;br /&gt; hell-holes and watch those  government leaders grow &lt;br /&gt; fat on corruption. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Need help with a famine? Wrestling with an  epidemic? &lt;br /&gt; Call France. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In  the future, together with Congress, I will work &lt;br /&gt; to cut taxes  and solve &lt;br /&gt;some local problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; On that note, a word to terrorist organizations &lt;br /&gt; Screw  with us and we will &lt;br /&gt; hunt you down and eliminate you and all  your friends &lt;br /&gt; from the face of the &lt;br /&gt;  earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thirsting for a gutsy country to  terrorize? Try &lt;br /&gt; France, or maybe China. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To Israel and the Palestinian Authority. You,  boys. &lt;br /&gt; Work out a peace deal &lt;br /&gt; now. Just note  that Camp David is closed. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Maybe all of you  can go to Russia for negotiations. &lt;br /&gt; They have some  great &lt;br /&gt; palaces there. Big tables, too. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I&apos;m ordering the immediate severing of diplomatic  relations with &lt;br /&gt; France, Germany, and Russia. Thanks for all  your help, &lt;br /&gt; comrades. We are retiring &lt;br /&gt; from  NATO as well. Bon chance, mes amis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have  instructed the Mayor of New York City to &lt;br /&gt;begin towing the many  UN &lt;br /&gt; diplomatic vehicles located in Manhattan with more &lt;br /&gt; than two unpaid tickets &lt;br /&gt; to sites where those  vehicles will be stripped, &lt;br /&gt; shredded and crushed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t care about whatever treaty pertains to  this. &lt;br /&gt; Pay your tickets &lt;br /&gt; tomorrow or watch  your precious Benzes, Beamers, and limos be &lt;br /&gt; turned over to  some of the finest chop shops in the world. I love &lt;br /&gt; New  York. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A special note to our neighbors.  Canada is on List &lt;br /&gt; 2. Since we are going to &lt;br /&gt;  be seeing a lot more of each other, you folks might &lt;br /&gt; want to  try not pissing &lt;br /&gt; us off for a change. Mexico is also on List  2. &lt;br /&gt; President Fox and his entire &lt;br /&gt; corrupt  government really need an attitude &lt;br /&gt; adjustment. I have a couple  of &lt;br /&gt; extra tank and infantry divisions sitting around. &lt;br /&gt;Guess where I&apos;m gonna put &lt;br /&gt; &apos;em? Yep, border security.  So start doing something &lt;br /&gt; with your oil. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Oh, by the way, the United States is abrogating  the &lt;br /&gt; NAFTA treaty--starting &lt;br /&gt; now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It is time for America to focus on its own  welfare &lt;br /&gt; and its own citizens. &lt;br /&gt; Some will  accuse us of isolationism. I answer them &lt;br /&gt; by saying darn  tootin&apos;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Nearly a century of trying to help  folks live a &lt;br /&gt; decent life around the world &lt;br /&gt;  has only earned us the undying enmity of just about everyone on &lt;br /&gt; the planet. It is time to cut taxes here because we will not be &lt;br /&gt; spending on other &lt;br /&gt; peoples problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To the nations on List 1, a final thought. Thanks &lt;br /&gt; guys. We owe you. &lt;br /&gt; To the nations  on List 2, a final thought. Drop &lt;br /&gt; dead. God bless America. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thank you and good night.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Jul 2004 22:36:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>several things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: it makes me VERY happy when the bf travels to another state to visit me, but that happiness cancels out when he does not email me after that visit...for days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: i have never actually WANTED to be a slightly older than middle aged woman, but when i found out that alanis morissette and RYAN RENYOLDS are engaged, i have to admit that i was slightly green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: when your favorite sandles break and you whip out the duct tape to fix them and then get obsessed with making duct tape wallets and purses and then even go to the store to buy transparent duct tape (which is wicked AWESOME!!!!), you need a vacation from vacation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: talking to one of your greatest friends for a few minutes online about absolutly nothing in lisps can bring you the greatest joy, you s_it_ead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: sisters rock (if u have one and your like, &quot;as if&quot;, shut up, u know you love them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: grandparents are the reason there is embarassment in the world (my grandfather called my boyfriend adam &quot;dan&quot; 4 times. i counted.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7: walking is one of the undiscovered best past times, especially when u walk alone, no one you have to entertain or match paces with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8: it truly truly sucks when you realize that you&apos;re about to go through the same awful feelings of seperation with your best friends (and sister) that you went through the summer before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9: livejournal fights suck (i love u laura)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10: what i wouldnt do for a slurpee and ginger blossom and piu or ddr: not much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, i miss u all SOOOOO much, dont forget me, and please dont be mad that i havent called in the past two weeks. and save time for all the crazy stuff we did last year</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Jun 2004 23:12:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;table style=&quot;font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;form action=&quot;http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?un=llScorpiusll&amp;amp;meme=1074626196&quot; method=&quot;POST&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=&quot;2&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;Your True Nature by &lt;a href=&quot;http://scorpius-farscape.tv&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;llScorpiusll&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Username&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;armored_username&quot; value=&quot;llbecca88&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;The quality that most appeals to you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Sex Appeal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;In a survival situation, you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Cleverly trick your attacker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your hidden talent is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Pragmatism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your gift is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Ability to acquire wealth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;In groups, you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Blend in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your best quality is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Your creativity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your weakness is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Your lack of sensitivity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;un&quot; value=&quot;llScorpiusll&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;meme&quot; value=&quot;1074626196&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;-1&quot; color=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;Created with the ORIGINAL &lt;a href=&quot;http://memegen.deskslave.org/&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 20 Jun 2004 11:52:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>saw the best movie ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TERMINAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should see it&lt;br /&gt;its wicked long&lt;br /&gt;but wicked good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there&apos;s this old guy from india, named Gupta, who is a janitor at the international terminal at the airport, who mops the floors and then sits at a nearby table to watch people fall down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have to see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like cried at the beginning (because it was wicked sad) but then was crying by the end cause i was laughing so hard</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Jun 2004 16:06:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I have a dream.&lt;br /&gt;I want to start a center for kids, so I can give back to my community. Just thinking about doing this was the most rewarding experience of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be called: &quot;Derek Zoolander&apos;s Center for Kids Who Can&apos;t Read Good...and want to learn how to do other stuff good too&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this *WACK* &lt;br /&gt;A center for ants?!?! It needs to be...at least...3 TIMES AS BIG! How are we going to teach kids *in dramatic stage whisper* if they can&apos;t even fit inside the building!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it wrong that i almost choked to death laughing?</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Jun 2004 22:03:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;250&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;1&quot; bordercolor=&quot;black&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;black&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:white; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;llbecca88&apos;s LJ stalker is _stoneinthesea_!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;white&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;_stoneinthesea_ is stalking you because they think you are the one who made anonymous abusive LJ comments. They are also getting jiggy with your best friend!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form method=&quot;POST&quot; action=&quot;http://www.go-quiz.com/stalker/stalker.php&quot;&gt;LiveJournal Username:&lt;input name=&quot;uname&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Who is your LJ Stalker Friend?&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.go-quiz.com/stalker/stalker.php&quot;&gt;LJ Stalker Finder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;From &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.go-quiz.com&quot;&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o jeez....i don&apos;t know about that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, graduation. it hasnt hit me yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im wicked sad tho. i hate making friends, i really do. all these seniors, wait, ALUMNI, have become so close, i can&apos;t imagine what school will be like when they&apos;re gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about who you are, what you like, etc etc. i garuntee that you got that from people who are close to you. as much as people like to think they chose things for themselves, its wrong. you are who you hang out with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like who i am right now. what happens when my friends leave. who will i become? will i hang out with the wrong crowd? what will happen to my interests? im scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love all my friends sooooooooooo much and i try to keep in touch with people who dont go to school with me anymore, but its so hard, and im so bad at it. as more and more people graduate, who will i keep in touch with? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my sister, what can i say? i love her death but sometimes i can&apos;t wait for her to leave. we&apos;re so alike right now, as much as i hate to admit it, and i can&apos;t imagine what im gonna be like with her gone. who will she become?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, im tired. i can only feel half of my face cause i had a cavaty filled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss all you guys so much!!!!!!! (both class of 2004 and 2003!!!!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 14 May 2004 21:56:11 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>boring computer classes lead to strange things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there were two girls name Becky and Kris. Then Becky killed Kris for being so weird. One Friday the 13th, Kris came back from her grave, out for revenge on Becky. However, Kris was not known for her intelligence, and didn’t know how to get revenge, so she then rested for eternity..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or so Becky thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Kris&apos;s wonderful friend *Biology* decided to bring her back to life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did Kris know that Becky had earlier tricked *Biology* into thinking Kris was a demon trying to attack the world, so *Biology* really was not bringing her back to life, but just trying to send Kris to another dimension. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, *Biology*, not being the brightest light in the forest, accidentally sent Kris to THIS dimension, so she was really alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is Kris, a lonely ghost brooding over her past, when she saw an old friend Jen Johnson. But then she remembered that once Kris and Jen fought and Kris had never forgiven her. So no longer was her deadly focus on Becky, but on the innocent, naive Jennifer Rose Johnson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, Kris was angry at Jen for making false accusations. So she decided to make the accusations true--except substitute herself for Jen. *Muhahahaha* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so Jen went searching for her beloved *Chemistry* but found him but a frog in the forest of a vegetarian kingdom, meanwhile, *Biology* had disappeared after his family was killed by robbers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris was frantic. Her plan was turning to bedlam! Using her magical ghost powers, she transformed herself temporarily into a frog, and went in search for *Chemistry* to have a little chat with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Kris the frog found *Chemistry* the frog, Kris could not get him to say anything besides &quot;bitch&quot; and &quot;fuck you&quot; so Kris found his case hopeless. she hopped away and looked back once over his shoulder to see him riding off into the sunset, on a white horse, carrying what looked like............... a high school class president. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this made Kris VERY angry. Not only was her plan falling farther and farther into ruin, but one of the players in her game had run off. So, she temporarily put the task on hold, and went instead to rescue poor *Biology*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky, however, had predicted Kris’s plans and went herself to find *Biology*, and to convince him of Kris’s unloyalty. She showed pictures of 2 frogs, *Chemistry*cing in the wind, swimming together, and riding off into the sunset. This convinced *Biology* and kindled a fury inside him that would aid Becky’s plan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile in the forest, Kris (now human again) rode and rode in search of *Biology*. She finally found him slumped under a tree, his chin to his chest, in a deep sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris crept closer and all of a sudden *Biology* jumped up, threw Kris in a big burlap bag, and carried her to Becky’s castle, the most beautiful in all the land. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he was carrying, Kris transformed into a beaver, and ate her way out of the bag. Once she got out, she transformed herself back, spit and spit to get the gross burlap taste out of her mouth, and then said to *Biology*,” I--&quot; but *Biology* stopped her, just looked at her, and then started barking. He ran into the woods and was never seen again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Curse Becky!&quot; she thought. &quot;She tricked me with her *Biology*-dog look-a-like!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearily, she followed the path still towards Becky’s castle, the most beautiful in all the land. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, a gang of angry evil clowns pounced out of the trees. And Jen, *Chemistry*, and *Ms. President* were with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They attacked Kris, by slapping on makeup, shoving clown clothes onto her, and forcing a red squeaky nose onto her face.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Follow us!&quot; *Ms. President* demanded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes master!&quot; *Chemistry* cried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris looked carefully at poor Jen and....*Chemistry* (well we can&apos;t exactly say &quot;poor *Chemistry*&quot;, can we?&quot;) They were so deep into *Ms. President*&apos;s hypnosis that their eyes were glazed over and their hair was even a little bit staticky. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After Kris&apos;s many deaths and resurrections, she had somehow become immune to such things, and decided to pretend to be under the spell to save her life. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So they hacked their way through the forest, occasionally making appearances at birthday parties, intent on finding the castle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they finally reached the castle, the evil clowns knocked out Kristina and carried to her to their leader, Becky, the most coolest queen ever. You see, they carefully orchestrated it to look like they weren&apos;t working for Becky, therefore tricking Kristina, yet again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Kristina finally came to, she was chained to a giant pillar in Queen Rebecca&apos;s secret lair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen Rebecca ran down the hall, eager to reek revenge upon Kris when she was distracted by noise coming from the west tower. She creeped up the stairs and through the door to find.......*Biology*! Because you see, *Biology* had never really been on Rebecca&apos;s side. His feelings for Kristina overpowered all evil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca flew into a rage and threw *Biology* out the window when she realized this. *Biology*, unable to save himself, plummeted to his doom. Forever. Non-reversible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca proceeded to the dungeon where she forced Kris to tell her a story. A story about the &quot;L&quot; word. Kristin refused for she wanted to save the memory for herself. She faced the consequences. Rebecca had brought to the forest where... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was forced to spend time with *Chemistry*. Horrified, she shouted, &quot;*Biology*, save me!!&quot; And from somewhere in his deep doom, he heard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do, because he was dead. Forever. And there was nothing, NOTHING, anyone can do to save him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca could have brought him back to life if she only knew how much Kris cared for him, because, even though she is an evil genius, she is still compassionate and believes in love for all. But since stupid Kris would not tell the friggin story, Rebecca was convinced that she didn’t care about him.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Poor Kris realized this, and decided that she would suffer whatever humiliation Rebecca demanded rather than never see *Biology* again. Rebecca decided that just that oath was enough to prove that Kris cared, and brought *Biology* back to life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or so Kris thought. See, Rebecca didn&apos;t believe anything Kris would say except the absolute truth, and an embarrassing story. And so, while Kris thought she was away resurrecting the dead, Rebecca was really up to a new evil plan. This plan was so amazing, so mind blowing! SO.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Rebecca schemed and plotted and planned, she didn&apos;t notice the quite pattering of footsteps behind her. She felt a hand tap on her shoulder, and when she turned around, there was *Chemistry* Coyne, out of his spell and knocked into his senses, with a dozen roses in his hand. &quot;Hello Darling,&quot; he said. &quot;Wait, you&apos;re not Kristina! Oops! Silly me, in my total devotion to Kristina Pappas, I just want everyone to be her so I can see her!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh, you want Kristina! Right this way! But you must be....gentle with her, for she has lost her lover. She is very impressionable&quot; Rebecca said with a smile on her face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Impressionable huh? Oh, I&apos;ll be gentle with her...&quot; as *Chemistry* made this face --&amp;gt; :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And then, the fog faded, and Rebecca began to shift out of her dream. She must have fallen asleep during her planning. Tears were streaming down her face, at the thought that her true love *Chemistry*iel cared for someone else. Slowly, she opened her eyes, and found *Chemistry* there, with roses. &quot;Hello my Darling Rebecca,&quot; he whispered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca stopped, and thought &quot;This doesn&apos;t see right&quot;. She had never felt anything besides an intense hate for *Chemistry*. she tried to turn away from the disgusting human, and found she couldn&apos;t. Then she realized, &quot;I&apos;m drugged!!&quot; she woke herself and ran down to the dungeon to make sure Kris was still locked there, where she found her and *Chemistry* Coyne, locked in a steamy embrace, oblivious to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only, Rebecca was mistaken. It wasn&apos;t a steamy embrace. *Chemistry* Coyne was trying to MURDER poor innocent Kristina! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, *Chemistry* was trying to murder her because Kristina had been in a steamy embrace but when she heard Rebecca coming she broke it off in fear of her finding out of Kris’s infidelity to *Biology*. And since this was like, the 789th steamy embrace they&apos;d had in the past week, and every time Kris broke it off. So *Chemistry* was tired of it. So he would either kill her or marry her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Fine *Chemistry*! I’ll marry you!&quot; Kristina yelled for the world to hear. *Chemistry* was overjoyed because she was telling the truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wonderful!&quot; Rebecca cackled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, anyone who really knew Kristina knows that she is and was determined never to get married. Ever. To anybody. Well, except maybe Gordo or Josh Davis, but Gordo kissed Lizzy McGuire and Josh had 3 kids, so that leaves nobody. Anyway, she only told *Chemistry* that to save her life. She is a very convincing liar you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she was a convincing liar, and made people believe that she didn&apos;t want to marry him. Kristina was smart you see, she knew reverse psychology. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the wedding was arranged, sweet nothings said, and kisses shared between the two people in love. Rebecca was disgusted, and yet, happy for the two of them. But then, something terrible happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma came to reclaim her lover. And with her was *Biology*, Her trusty dog. And with Emma and her dog was *Biology*, their faithful squirrel. And with them was  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Biology*, the person. So anyway... it turned out that *Biology* the person was actually *Biology* Snyder, the senior. And with them all was *Biology* Lemanski, the person. (Or so Kristina thought) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, *Chemistry* Coyne died. Died. Died. Died. Died. Died. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Lauren died. Died. Died. Died. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the world rejoiced. With balloons and singing and *Chemistry*cing and joy joy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is Emma with *Biology*, *Biology*, *Biology*, and *Biology* (the one Kris thought was real). They show up to the castle and demand to be let it in to claim the body of *Chemistry* Coyne. But Kris and Becky had burnt it. So they turned around and left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day Rebecca ran into Kris’s room with a surprise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris, who was chained to the wall, was extremely excited, but her happiness was doused when she saw *Strangekid*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Kris was just extremely excited because *Chemistry* was dead dead dead, but *Strangekid* was there to declare his true love to Rebecca. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Kris was quite delusional now that *Chemistry* was dead (her true love you know) and thought that everyone was there to declare their love to Rebecca, I mean, who wouldn&apos;t? See, *Strangekid* was really there to ask for Kristina’s hand in marriage and to move to his castle in the middle of nowhere. And Kristina, bitter at the world and stuck in her illusion of darkness, accepted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then *Chemistry* died again. Died. Died. Died. Just to make Kris happy, he died again, so the world could rejoice. Anyways, *Strangekid* was overjoyed in her decision. He called her &apos;woman&apos; and &apos;chick&apos; for the next ten days, until Kristina could not take it anymore and decided to take drastic measures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said to him, &quot;My names not baby, its Kristina, Miss Pappas if you&apos;re nasty.&quot; And she decided she didn&apos;t want *Chemistry* to be dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she woke up. None of it had ever happened! IT WAS ALL A BAD DREAM!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she got out of bed, went to the computer and got online, and told *Chemistry* about her stupid dream &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I HATE YOU!!!&quot; he typed, obviously back to normal. &quot;HOW COULD YOU WANT ME DEAD!!!?” &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Kristina logged off, able to finally ignore his cutting insults. She smiled. She picked up the phone to call *Biology*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Biology* wasn&apos;t home..... (Dun dun dun) His sister said he was over at *Strangekid*&apos;s. But his sister&apos;s a liar. (dun dun dun) Because he was really over at *Chemistry*&apos;s.  Now, Kristina had a bad feeling about this, so she ran over and found *Biology* strangling *Chemistry*. (dun dun dun) And Kristina laughed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then *Biology* went after Kristina (dun dun dun) to give her a hug, the last hug she would ever get, because *Biology* was going to strangle her. (dun dun dun) to give her a high-five! To give her a high five while strangling her! &quot;*Biology*, what&apos;s wrong with you?!&quot; Kristina screamed. &quot;You&apos;re possessed!!&quot; And he was. Dundundun. Kristina ran from the room and outside the house where she was apprehended by.........dundundun, *STRANGEKID*. &quot;Hello sweet thang!&quot; he said to Kristina.</description>
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