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  <pubDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2009 20:09:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hello all</title>
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  <description>Hey wow it&apos;s been a hell of a &lt;b&gt;long&lt;b&gt; time since i&apos;ve updated anything in here. Well if y&apos;all don&apos;t already know from myspace I happily married. Been married since October 2006. His name is Chris. He is very wonderful! No kids yet, just cats. &lt;br /&gt;Family is doing okay for the most part. Lots of drama....&lt;br /&gt;If you have any question feel free to ask I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Live. Laugh. Love.&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 02 Sep 2006 06:09:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Graduation!!</title>
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  <description>I did it... i&apos;m graduating!! I passed all my class! I have my associates of applied science in computer networking... 2 more years and I&apos;ll my bachelors!! Yep!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Dec 2005 17:41:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Damn it&apos;s been a long time</title>
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  <description>I didn&apos;t realize how long it&apos;s been since I&apos;ve updated on here maybe because I have a myspace now. Well I&apos;ve been really busy lately with school and work and new kids in the house. My parent&apos;s have adopted again. A 16 year old girl and her daughter almost 2 years old then we&apos;re getting two newborns by February. So my family is growing and what not. Umm... with christmas right around the corner it&apos;s crazy in this house. Well I don&apos;t know what else to write cause I&apos;m kinda busy washing clothes and cleaning my room and watching the kids, so I&apos;ll get back to all that. &lt;br /&gt;Until next time... g&apos;day.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Life&apos;s short take chances&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jul 2005 16:51:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Wow long time no update</title>
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  <description>Well I haven&apos;t written in here for a good while. I&apos;ve just been so busy with school and work and life. I have no time to even check my email. it really sucks. but things are going pretty good i guess. it could be better. my aunt passed away this sunday and her funeral was wednesday and thursday. it really hurt me alot. i&apos;m going to miss her so much. but other than that downer, everything else is going okay. gabriel and i are almost at two and half years. my sister moved out with some guy and tamia wants to come home with us, but heather won&apos;t let her. my parents are doing pretty well other than yelling at me for everything since heather&apos;s not there to blame. oh well i better get home and take gabriel to work. oh yeah he&apos;s got 2 jobs and goes to summer school. I don&apos;t see very much other than work and on tuesday and fridays when we get to out when we can. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Until next time... g&apos;day&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Life is a dream then you wake up to the neverending nightmare.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 May 2005 15:00:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>So yeah I&apos;m 18</title>
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  <description>Yeah I&apos;m 18 now. Hmmm..... what&apos;s new? not much. I don&apos;t feel much older. I feel pretty much the same. It&apos;s just a number. Yeah so ummmm, just a quick update. I&apos;m doing pretty good. Very tired though. Need much sleep. Laters.&lt;br /&gt;Until next time... g&apos;day.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Need sleep...&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Mar 2005 03:42:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Boring Early Spring Break</title>
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  <description>Yeah our school is ghetto by having spring break this week and not next week, so yeah I&apos;m bored. Umm... I thought I&apos;d just type a few lines since everyone else but me seems to be writing in my journal. So yeah what the hell? I don&apos;t know what up with people anymore. But I really don&apos;t care either. People can say or do what they please, but don&apos;t be suprised when someone kicks their ass... no &lt;u&gt;I&apos;m&lt;/u&gt; not threating anyone, I&apos;m just stating the truth about other people. Some people aren&apos;t afaid to do anything. Well I&apos;m gonna go to bed cause I&apos;m tired from stupid work and running around doing stuff at the store. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time... g&apos;night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m crazy, not stupid.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Feb 2005 21:53:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Busy as a bee</title>
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  <description>Well things are going pretty well I guess other than the fact that I&apos;m in so much pain right now. My back hurts pretty damn bad. School is boring as always. I&apos;m trying to catch up on all my homework in all my classes. I&apos;m behind on my actually paper work, but computer work I&apos;m doing great. I love my programming class. Well I just thought I&apos;d get a few lines in since I don&apos;t update often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time... g&apos;day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I smile because I have no idea what&apos;s going on&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Feb 2005 19:57:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>So yeah quick update</title>
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  <description>Things are pretty good I guess. School&apos;s okay, I have two papers due this week. One that was due today but my teacher gave me an extension cause I really wasn&apos;t understanding what exactly to write. Work is eh. It&apos;s there, but not really interesting. I&apos;ve been talking to my supervisor who is also in charge of the bar about becoming a cocktail waitress for the when I turn 18. He says he&apos;ll talk to the manager about it, but that most likely it&apos;ll be a yes. He&apos;s going to start teaching me all the drinks and where they are on the computer to print up tickets, so I&apos;ll be better prepared. So that means more money! Mas dinero! Yay. So yeah things are going pretty well with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time... g&apos;day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Take a chance, life&apos;s too short not to.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2005 14:52:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Anonymous Noter</title>
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  <description>So yeah I haven&apos;t written in a while or checked my email or anything and some asshole idiot decides to leave me jacked up notes. Look, my journal is just to be able to get things out and let my friends know how I&apos;m doing because I know that I don&apos;t talk about my emotions or tell people anything about how I&apos;m doing. If you don&apos;t like my journal then why the hell read it. This is MY journal and I can write about anything I want and you know what I don&apos;t give a flying rat&apos;s ass about why anyone thinks about my thoughts or my decision I make in MY life. I don&apos;t go telling anyone else what to do in there life or what they shouldn&apos;t do. I don&apos;t go judging everyone by the mistakes they&apos;ve made in the past. Yeah I know I&apos;ve screwed up, but I&apos;m learning from my mistakes. And who ever this dumbass anonymous noter is hasn&apos;t learned to do that themselves. Oh and they need to grow up because if you knew me, you would know that I am mature for my age when I&apos;m in person. Yes when I write I may write like a teenager but that&apos;s only natural. I&apos;ve had to grow up quickly so let me be who I want when I write. Oh and about the age group thing, how old are you? 12? because that&apos;s what it sounds like. I don&apos;t go running around saying dumb shit on other people&apos;s journal because that&apos;s little kid shit. Obviously &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; are too immature to be in &lt;u&gt;my&lt;/u&gt; age group. Grow up and learn to mind your own damn business. Most likely, I&apos;m just guessing, that&apos;s you&apos;re a little high school student who doesn&apos;t know shit, but you know what I&apos;m not trying to judge you on your dumbass actions, but there&apos;s no other way to. Oh and why not leave your name cause you&apos;re too afraid of being caught and what not? Yeah probably. See if you knew me, you would know that I&apos;m a good person but of course there&apos;s people like you who just want to piss everyone off and make their life miserable because you&apos;re unhappy and you don&apos;t like the things going on in your life and you just want to pull everyone down with you. Get over yourself and grow the fuck up.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Jan 2005 14:43:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>First entry of the year....late</title>
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  <description>So yeah I&apos;m a little late on writing my first entry of this year but hey does it really matter? Not really... this is &lt;u&gt;my&lt;/u&gt; journal. So yeah this new year is going okay. Some good things have happened to me so far. I&apos;m getting what I wanted late but I&apos;m still getting it, or should I say him. Yeah Gabriel and I are going to get back together but not yet. He&apos;s got things to settle back in school, so I&apos;m just waiting for him. I really don&apos;t like waiting, but for this I&apos;m willing to wait. So yeah I&apos;m back at school and what not. I&apos;m glad work is back to normal, no more Pamela during the week. I only have to put up with the girls on the weekend. Yes! I&apos;m so happy. During the week work is slow and it&apos;s easy again. I&apos;m enjoying it. So yeah I&apos;ll write more when I finish doing my work here on this stupid hard drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time... g&apos;day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Patience is a vurtue... but waiting sucks.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Jan 2005 03:17:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Last entry of 2004</title>
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  <description>So yeah this year has been pretty interesting I guess. Graduating, getting a job, having fun, losing my niece, getting drunk, going partying, getting a truck, going to school, longest relationship ending, and just so much more. There&apos;s only one thing I wish I could change this year, not losing Gabriel, hopefully next year I&apos;ll get him back. I love him so much and I want him back. but anyways 2004 was an over all good year, other than the fact that I was forced to go to a school that I didn&apos;t want to go to because of my dad and the loss of my wonderful niece. I miss my baby girl so much. We only had her here for almost two months. She was so beautiful and such a good baby. She will be missed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lets see what this new year will bring me. Hopefully something good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next year... g&apos;night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;New Years Resolution: To have a good time and with no regrets.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Dec 2004 22:37:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sickness and all....</title>
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  <description>So yeah I haven&apos;t updated this for a while. I&apos;m sick right now. Well not as bad as earlier today. I felt so horrible yesterday at work. I really don&apos;t know how I stayed till 2:30. I got sick &lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt; quickly. Saturday I got a slight cough, then Sunday it just hit me while i was at work. I thought I could work it off feel better, but I was seriously wrong. My back started hurting in a pain I&apos;ve never felt before and I needed to sit down but every time I would go to the bar and sit in the back, stupid chevo would walk in and tell me to get back to the front, so I would like a good employee. Then I asked Lisa a few times if we could switch cause she was at the computer taking names and she was being a bitch and wouldn&apos;t get up. She was like &quot;what&apos;s wrong with you? what have you been doing to make your back hurt? You need a doctors note.&quot; She pissed me off. So finally I was hurting so bad that I walked to the bar to go to the restroom and almost made it without crying but right as I walked into the back of the bar I just broke down. I was hurting so freakin&apos; bad. I sat on the stairs and just cried and Julian, a supervisor, saw me and asked what was wrong and I told him and he went to chevo and asked if I could go home and he said yes. I felt horrible. I was burning up in the bar, but when I went to the front desk I got the chills. I woke up this morning with a temperature of 101.9 right now it&apos;s down to 99.1. I felt horrible this morning. I don&apos;t know. Well i&apos;m sick and I&apos;m very tired, so I&apos;m going back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Until next time... g&apos;night.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I hate being sick!!&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Dec 2004 02:56:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Band Dance.... hehehe....</title>
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  <description>Well yesterday was the band dance or should I say Fine Arts Dance. I called Ali up to see what she was doing and she told me to get my butt to holmes for the dance so I did. It was fun. I did lots of dancing as always. I danced with Ali, Jessica, Mia, Mercedes, Obie, Merry, ummm.... and lot of other people. Obie and I danced to cumbias and a kinda slow song.... it was funny cause he was singing to me and it just made me crack up. He&apos;s learning so he&apos;s doing pretty good at dancing. Then Ali, Mercedes, me, Obie, and Mia sang &quot;I will survive&quot; for kariokie (sp?). It was so freakin&apos; funny. I had so much fun. I enjoyed it. I needed to go out and dance. They played so many cumbias so I was out on the dance floor whether I had a partner to dance with or not. Well I need to clean and pack my room. Oh yeah I never mentioned it in here, we&apos;re moving. How fun when I finally get my room the color I want it after about 10 years. So yeah it sucks for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time... g&apos;night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;At first I was afraid I was petrified. Thinking I could never live without you by my side. Then I spent so many days thinking how you did me wrong and I grew strong and I learned how to get along...&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Dec 2004 14:10:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hi!!!!!!</title>
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  <description>Well yeah for some reason I&apos;m in a pretty good mood today. I&apos;m here in lab doing nothing, so I decided to update. It&apos;s fun when you have nothing better to do. lalalalala.... yeah I&apos;m kinda hyper too. Why I don&apos;t know. Yeah so I&apos;m just rambling on. I get to watch school house rock this weekend. My friend let me borrow it. It&apos;s gonna be fun. hehehe.... I like school house. I remember when theatre did it my freshman year before I got back into theatre. School House Rock Live Jr. &quot;I&apos;m just a bill, yes I&apos;m only a bill and I&apos;m sitting here on capital hill...&quot; &quot;Conjuction juction what&apos;s your function....&quot; hehehehe..... Well I need to get back to work well kinda well not really. I just need to pay some attention to this teacher. Cause he&apos;s giving me a funny look cause I&apos;m looking at him and still typing. Yeah I always seem to get funny looks from my teacher now. They think I&apos;m really wierd well everyone does. It&apos;s funny. I&apos;m wierd!! Cool. I&apos;m like the only girl left in our little group from quarter one. I&apos;m in charge though, so it rocks. I&apos;m the leader! yeah! hehehe.... well i better go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time... g&apos;day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Eyes are the doorway to the soul, as passion is the gateway to the heart.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2004 03:56:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A kiss...</title>
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  <description>Something so simple as a kiss is just so amazing. I just got back from Gabriel&apos;s house. I screwed up pretty bad yesterday by lying to him and I wanted to talk to him and tell him that I was wrong to do it and I was sorry and everything. It went pretty well. I really missed his kiss and I know I shouldn&apos;t have kissed him, but I did. I just... I needed it. Just everything I felt from his sweet tender kiss just brought back everything between us. I know we&apos;re going to work everthing out, but the question is how and when? I just... I don&apos;t want to wait anymore. We need each other so much, not physically but emotionally and mentally. Everything we had before we need it back. We were each others piller and held each other up. I love him so much. I love Gabriel and I don&apos;t want to lose him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time... g&apos;night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;A rose by any other name would smell just as sweet.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Dec 2004 02:12:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>what&apos;s wrong with me</title>
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  <description>i don&apos;t know what has been wrong with me lately. i&apos;ve just been so out of it. i can&apos;t take it anymore and now it&apos;s showing more than ever. people are starting to notice that something&apos;s wrong with me. i&apos;ve never been this obvious before. i don&apos;t like it. i don&apos;t like how i am now. i&apos;m so vunerable to crying and anger and becoming overwhelmed. what&apos;s wrong with me? maybe i do need psychiatric help or something. i just don&apos;t know anymore. i mean what am supposed to do? i know i have problems but i don&apos;t know what kind and what i should be doing to fix them or anything. i&apos;m just tired of being like this, feeling like this. i&apos;m just tired.... of everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until next time... g&apos;night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;i hide my tears behind closed doors.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Dec 2004 01:49:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>What do I do</title>
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  <description>&lt;u&gt;What do I do&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t know what to do anymore&lt;br /&gt;everything is just getting to me.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m lost and confused,&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m overwhelmed and sleep deprived.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to curl in a ball&lt;br /&gt;and cry my eyes out.&lt;br /&gt;what am i supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;i feel so alone with no where to go.&lt;br /&gt;i need to scream,&lt;br /&gt;i need to shout,&lt;br /&gt;i just need to get this all out.&lt;br /&gt;~D.M.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Dec 2004 14:48:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Well.....</title>
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  <description>Well things are still crazy at home and I don&apos;t know what to do there, but relationship wise, things are still pretty crappy but getting better. Gabriel and I are actually talking and working things out. So we&apos;re not together and we&apos;re not together working it out, I guess we&apos;re working it out together. Yeah kinda confusing. I&apos;m glad though. Well I think things will turn out well. We just need to work on our communication and give each other space. I need to stop typing while my teacher is talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time... g&apos;day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Love conquers all&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 Dec 2004 03:39:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Stuff</title>
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  <description>&lt;u&gt;~Firsts~&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Best Friend - Savannah Marie Sanchez&lt;br /&gt;First Real Memory of Something - spinning on my merry-go-round&lt;br /&gt;First Job - babysitter (if you don&apos;t consider that a job then Bill Millers)&lt;br /&gt;First Screen Name - Nelafreak42687 (yeah i&apos;ve had it since I was 13)&lt;br /&gt;First Funeral - I don&apos;t remember&lt;br /&gt;First Pet - Blue, my dog when I was 2&lt;br /&gt;First Credit Card - does debit card count?&lt;br /&gt;First Enemy - myself&lt;br /&gt;First BIG Trip - to Michigan when i was 6&lt;br /&gt;First Boyfriend - Joshua Wallace when I was 16&lt;br /&gt;First Kiss - Angel Garcia, my best friend, and it was a dare&lt;br /&gt;First Favorite Song - ummm.... new kids on the block &quot;the right stuff&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;~Lasts~&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Cigarette - never had one&lt;br /&gt;Last Big Car Ride - from san antonio to Cali&lt;br /&gt;Last Kiss - umm... a week ago from my gay friend Daniel cause he said he owed me one&lt;br /&gt;Last Good Cry - good cry? hmm... about a month ago. Last cry... yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Last Library Book Checked Out - mmm... something on mystery&lt;br /&gt;Last Movie Seen - The incredebles&lt;br /&gt;Last Beverage Drank - bourbon and coke&lt;br /&gt;Last Food Consumed - icecream cake&lt;br /&gt;Last Crush - Andrew&lt;br /&gt;Last Time Showered - 30 minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;Last Time you wore shoes - do flip-flops count? if so now.&lt;br /&gt;Last CD played - pink- misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;Last Item Bought - Wendy&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;Last Annoyance - Pam!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Last Soda Drank - coke&lt;br /&gt;Last Time Wanting to Die - two years ago thrusday.&lt;br /&gt;Last Time Scolded - 5 minutes ago for not closing my mom&apos;s door&lt;br /&gt;Last Shirt Worn - i&apos;m wearing my pj shirt&lt;br /&gt;Last Website Visited - livejournal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am... - Daniella Andrea M.&lt;br /&gt;I think... - too many damn confusing things&lt;br /&gt;I know... - what I want out of life&lt;br /&gt;I want... - to be happy again&lt;br /&gt;I have... - so much to gain out of life&lt;br /&gt;I miss... - being happy&lt;br /&gt;I hear... - so many thought running through my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder... - how long it will take for things to get back to normal&lt;br /&gt;I care... - about my friends&lt;br /&gt;I always... - think about what I did to screw up&lt;br /&gt;I am not... - your average girl&lt;br /&gt;I will... - do my best at everything&lt;br /&gt;I listen... - to what people have to tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thirteen random things you like...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Blue Roses&lt;br /&gt;2. stars&lt;br /&gt;3. carebears&lt;br /&gt;4. swimming&lt;br /&gt;5. dancing&lt;br /&gt;6. pressed pennies&lt;br /&gt;7. earrings&lt;br /&gt;8. letters&lt;br /&gt;9. drawing&lt;br /&gt;10. books&lt;br /&gt;11. moons&lt;br /&gt;12. quotes&lt;br /&gt;13. wind up globes/jewerly boxes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nine movies you like:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. dirty dancing&lt;br /&gt;2. dirty dancing havana nights&lt;br /&gt;3. grease&lt;br /&gt;4. 10 things i hate about you&lt;br /&gt;5. 13 going on 30&lt;br /&gt;6. blade&lt;br /&gt;7. Aladdin&lt;br /&gt;8. casablanca &lt;br /&gt;9. dance with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Eleven good bands/artists...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. dashboard confessions&lt;br /&gt;2. bowling for soup&lt;br /&gt;3. system of a down&lt;br /&gt;4. linkin park&lt;br /&gt;5. ummm &lt;br /&gt;6. I &lt;br /&gt;7. don&apos;t &lt;br /&gt;8. know &lt;br /&gt;9. who &lt;br /&gt;10. else&lt;br /&gt;11. cow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nine things you can&apos;t live without...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. God&lt;br /&gt;2. air&lt;br /&gt;3. water&lt;br /&gt;4. food&lt;br /&gt;5. knowledge&lt;br /&gt;6. paper&lt;br /&gt;7. pencil&lt;br /&gt;8. words&lt;br /&gt;9. music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Eight favorite foods/drinks...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. milk chocolate&lt;br /&gt;2. coca cola&lt;br /&gt;3. grapes&lt;br /&gt;4. pasta&lt;br /&gt;5. chocolate icecream&lt;br /&gt;6. tortillas&lt;br /&gt;7. margaritas&lt;br /&gt;8. bourbon and coke&lt;br /&gt;9. green apples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Seven things you wear daily...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. bra&lt;br /&gt;2. panties&lt;br /&gt;3. shirt&lt;br /&gt;4. pants&lt;br /&gt;5. worry ring&lt;br /&gt;6. earrings&lt;br /&gt;7. nosering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Six of your closest friends&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Angel&lt;br /&gt;2. Ali&lt;br /&gt;3. Joel&lt;br /&gt;4. Daniel&lt;br /&gt;5. Danielle&lt;br /&gt;6. Erica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Five things you touch every day...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. cell phone&lt;br /&gt;2. worry ring&lt;br /&gt;3. computer&lt;br /&gt;4. glasses&lt;br /&gt;5. makeup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Four shows you watch...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Alias&lt;br /&gt;2. Lost&lt;br /&gt;3. Less than Perfect&lt;br /&gt;4. George Lopez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Three celebrities you have a crush on...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. John Leguiazamo&lt;br /&gt;2. George Clooney&lt;br /&gt;3. ummm.... I can&apos;t think of anyone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;One person you could spend the rest of your life with...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the one person I can&apos;t have right now... Gabriel.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 Dec 2004 02:44:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>stupid internet.... update....</title>
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  <description>So yeah my internet has been down since Tuesday, so of course I haven&apos;t been able to write and get things out like I&apos;ve needed to. Lately I&apos;ve felt like just breaking down. Everything is just getting bottled up inside because I don&apos;t have anyone to talk to anymore. Gabriel and I used to be able to tell each other everything that was wrong and get it all out, but since we&apos;ve broken up I&apos;ve had no one to talk to and get it all out. I&apos;v felt so horrible lately and I don&apos;t know what to do. I&apos;m trying to keep my mind off of Gabriel and not talk to him anymore, but it&apos;s just so hard. I haven&apos;t talked to him in almost a week. It just hurts me to talk to him, so I try not to anymore. It&apos;s just too much for my heart to bear. And then to have him tell me that he still loves me, when he&apos;s with another girl, that hurts the most. I&apos;m trying to talk to other people, but that&apos;s hard too cause I&apos;m not really looking for another relationship. I&apos;m so young and yet I don&apos;t feel like it. I&apos;m 17 and I already feel like I&apos;m 27 or older. I can&apos;t really talk to many of my friends about what&apos;s going on in my life because they don&apos;t understand and I can&apos;t easily talk to my parents cause most of my problems are because of them, so who am I supposed to go to. This week Cesar, my supervisor, has been the one I&apos;ve been able to talk to the most. It&apos;s like we&apos;re there for each other. He can talk to me about the problems he and his wife are having and I can tell him about my problems and just get everything out. It&apos;s like yesterday, I was having a pretty bad day and Pam just pressed the wrong buttons and I got mad, but I walked away. I to the bar and passed Cesar up and went straight for the restroom to the big stall. I get in there and I see a wallet sitting on the table, so I grab it and walk back out of the restroom and hand it to Cesar to turn in and I turn around and go back to the restroom and I broke down in tears. I was so mad that I started crying, I didn&apos;t know what else to do. I&apos;ve been so tense and stress and confused lately that I just broke down there in the restroom. I cried for about 5-10 minutes then went back out and Cesar saw me and pulled me aside. He asked me if I had been crying and I tried to lie and said no. He was like, &apos;don&apos;t try to lie me, I know you were crying. Now what&apos;s wrong?&apos; I just looked at him and my eyes watered, but I managed to hold it all back and told him what had happened. Then he asked me if I wanted to go out for icecream or something after we got back from helping pass out cookies and cocoa at the park and I said yeah. I went back to the podium and a few minutes later Cesar came up to me saying that Chevo wanted to talk to me, and of course I got tense and scared, but he reassured me it was nothing bad. So I went up to Chevo and asked him why he wanted to see me and he handed me a ten dollar bill and told me that the owner of the wallet wanted me to have it for turning it in. I was suprised by that, I didn&apos;t even think anything about turning in the wallet. After that the day went by pretty well, other than the fact that Pam wouldn&apos;t shut up, but when does she ever? Then 5 o&apos;clock hit and it was time to help Cesar and Chevo at the park. Laura and I ran over to the park and at 6:30 we started passing out cookies and hot chocolate to the people there for the lighting of the Christmas tree at Santa Rosa Park. That just made my day, seeing all those happy children get a cup of chocolate and cookie, the smiles on their face made everything that day seem like nothing. It just made me feel so good inside. After that we went back to Mi Terra, where I work, and clocked out. I had 12 hours and 15 minutes that day. Cesar asked if I was hungry and I said yes so we went out to eat at siete mares (seven seas for the spanish impaired), a mexican seafood place. It was pretty damn good too. I had camarones borrachos, which at the time I didn&apos;t think about what the name meant but when I ate it I figured out why it was borrachos. A Borracho is a drunk man and well the shrimp were drunk too. Lets just say I felt &lt;u&gt;real good&lt;/u&gt; after I ate. Cesar and I talked for a long time. It just felt so good to let it out, even though it was only a scratch off the surface, it was a relief. I felt so good after we talked. He&apos;s such a wonderful person. We both got things off our back that we hadn&apos;t told anyone and it&apos;s great. It like I can trust him with anything that&apos;s on my mind and heart anything pulling me down. I don&apos;t know why I can talk to him so easily, but I can. Today was okay, but I still got stressed out near the end of the day. I got left alone at the podium and was running back and forth trying to figure things out and and got a horrible headache from it all. Cesar tried to cheer me up and did an okay job of it, but he knew things were still bugging me. I&apos;ve just got so much on my mind and now people are noticing. Most of the time I can hide it and no one would ever know something&apos;s wrong, but lately I haven&apos;t been able to do it. Cesar said that he could tell something&apos;s been wrong with me just by looking at my eyes and face. I didn&apos;t know it was that noticable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I don&apos;t know, I don&apos;t feel like writing anymore, even though I need to get so much more out, I just can&apos;t. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time... g&apos;night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s sad when the only thing that can describe the pain you feel are the words you can&apos;t say.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Dec 2004 04:21:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>alone</title>
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  <description>alone, that&apos;s what i feel.&lt;br /&gt;like i have no one to turn to&lt;br /&gt;no one to hold me &lt;br /&gt;just so alone&lt;br /&gt;what am i to do when &lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t know what to do?&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m just so lost and confused.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 Nov 2004 04:31:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Getting in trouble....</title>
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  <description>Well I found out today after work that Cesar kinda got into trouble with Chevo the manager. All because that dumb broad Yvette. She needs to mind her own damn business. Chevo told Cesar that he needs to stop playing with us and be firm and what not. Cesar came back with all the incedents that happened with Yvette and the others. Everything has to be documented so Cesar was given a written warning and made sign. So that&apos;s when he told Chevo that a warning better be written up on Yvette for what she did too. It&apos;s just stupid that we can&apos;t have some fun at work. All we do is talk and play around sometime, we don&apos;t hurt anyone else, but ourselves. Yeah we do pinch each other and leave ugly bruises, but it&apos;s all in fun and games. He showed me his bruises on his arms today, they&apos;re bad, but only because his skin color is lighter than mine. My bruises don&apos;t show as bad as his, but they really are just as bad. So Cesar and I agreed to behave for now and just talk like we normally do and once in a while pinch each other when we can. I know it sounds like things are going on between us, but there&apos;s not. We just have a friendship that&apos;s all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I better get to bed cause I need sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time... g&apos;night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sometimes I don&apos;t want to go to bed because reality is better than some dream.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 26 Nov 2004 04:17:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Redone: Working on Thanksgiving</title>
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  <description>Well unfortunatly I had to work today. It was okay I guess. Not that bad. No rush, but it was constant. I have a bruise from Cesar, my supervisior. We always play around with each other and pinch each other on the arm and it&apos;s funny. He bruises so easily and I don&apos;t, but this time he pinched me hard and i have this ugly bruise. But Cesar&apos;s cool. I know that rumors are going around work, but you know I don&apos;t really care. I know that there&apos;s a few rumors, like the one I started. Yeah I kinda started a rumor about myself, me being engaged. Rene wouldn&apos;t leave alone since he found out that Gabriel and I broke up and I wasn&apos;t wearing my ring. Then I started talking with Gabriel again and I told David and David told Rene &quot;Leave her alone, she&apos;s talking with her ex and they&apos;re trying to fix things.&quot; Then Rene came up to me and asked to see my hands and I showed him and he said, &quot;oh you&apos;re not talking to your ex, you would be wearing your ring if you were.&quot; I told him I was, but he still wouldn&apos;t leave me alone, so sometime last week I put on my cz ring and wore it to work on my left ring finger, I was just going to play a joke on Cesar. Well I went up to Cesar and told him I had to tell him something and showed him my ring and he just looked at me like &apos;what? what&apos;s going on?&apos; and hugged me and was like &quot;congratulations.&quot; I just laughed and was like, &quot;you think I&apos;d take him back &lt;u&gt;that&lt;/u&gt; quick? I don&apos;t think so.&quot; He just started laughing too. Then that gave me the idea, well if Cesar thought it was an engagment ring then what mean Rene won&apos;t too? So I told David and some of the bus boys and hostess that if Rene asks what my ring was to say it was an engagment ring and that Gabriel asked me to marry him, but if anyone else asks that I wasn&apos;t engaged. I don&apos;t know who told him, but he found out about it and kept looking at the ring and looking at me. Then he asked me if I was happy with him and I said yes and he was like, &quot;well if you&apos;re happy then I&apos;m happy for you too.&quot; But then he still wouldn&apos;t leave me alone. He&apos;s been calling me like the past two nights and he called me last night like at 12:30am and I was already asleep. I bitched him out and told him not to call me again. Then I saw him today and I didn&apos;t even look at him or say hi to him or acknowlegde him. The only I time I ever said anything to him was when I was scarfing my fajita taco down at the table and he was like, &quot;I delete your number&quot; and I didn&apos;t say anything, just kept eating my taco and he repeated him self and said, &quot;okay, good.&quot; and walked off. Hopefully now I&apos;ll be left alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah the other rumor I know that&apos;s going around at least on the waiter-supervisior level or maybe even lower to busboy-hostess level is that things are going on between Cesar and me. I mean we&apos;re always playing around and whatnot, always talking and eating together during the week and sometime he&apos;ll walk me to my car after work, so I can understand why people are thinking what they&apos;re thinking, but nothing&apos;s going on between us. We&apos;re just able to talk to each other on the same level, we connect on the verbal level. It&apos;s great because I can talk to him about my emotional problems with guys and at home and things like that and he can talk to me about what&apos;s going on in him marriage and how he can&apos;t stand certain people at work and things like that. I mean yeah we&apos;ll play around, but we know when we need to work. It&apos;s fun to be around him and you&apos;ll see me around him all the time. Oh like today, we were both in the kitchen, he was getting a tray for one of the cocktail waitress and I was getting the menus and he started after me and I kinda took off running and Rene was like, &quot;hey be have or I&apos;ll tell you&apos;re wife.&quot; Cesar stopped, grabbed his cell phone, dialed the number, pressed call, and handed it to Rene and said, &quot;here, tell her.&quot; then walked off behind me. I mean yeah he does lie to his wife, but it&apos;s nothing for her to be concerned about. All that he&apos;s lied to her about was how he got the bruises. Okay this is what happened, ever since we&apos;ve been pinching each other and bruising he&apos;s been wearing shirts to after work like undershirts to bed and what not, well he ended up getting chili on his shirt and his wife was doing the laundry and told him to take it off so she could wash it. Well without thinking, he took it off and his wife asked him what happened. He played stupid and was like &apos;what? what are you talking about?&apos; and she was like, &apos;the bruises?&apos; he told her he him something at work and it bruised him. then she left the room and he started cracking up. I mean I understand why he&apos;s lying to his wife, I mean what would you think if your wife or husband came home with bruises and told you that they got it from a much younger co-worker of theirs gave it to them because they play around at work? You&apos;d probably think &apos;omg they&apos;re cheating on me with someone younger than me.&apos; Cesar says he can talk to me because I remind him of a younger version of his wife. It&apos;s wierd....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think I&apos;m done with this. I need to eat. I&apos;m hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time... g&apos;night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Question authority, before it questions you.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 24 Nov 2004 14:05:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Didn&apos;t go but still had fun..... damn weather!</title>
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  <description>Well we ended up not going to the club cause it was raining and was ugly and my dad didn&apos;t want to take us because it was so ugly outside. So instead we went to the movies and out to eat. We saw the movie &quot;Saw&quot; it was just flat out wierd. I don&apos;t know how to describe it. Then we went to bennigans (sp?) and said it was Ali&apos;s birthday, so she got a free brownie cake with icecream on top. It was very good. We had fun though. At christmas break we&apos;re going to the club for sure. It will be so fun. We got home at like 11 pm then went to Ali&apos;s house, which is right across the street from mine, and hung out there. Daniel and I didn&apos;t go home till like 12:15 am. Then he calls me at like 12:40 and didn&apos;t get off the phone till about 1:30 am. It was crazy. We&apos;re going to get together again this weekend hopefully. Daniel is so fun to be around. Ali is like a sister to me and it crazy that we&apos;re so much a like. Well I don&apos;t know what else to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time... g&apos;day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I think, therefore I am dangerous.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 22 Nov 2004 17:49:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Best Friend, Gay Lover, and Club.... good mix?</title>
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  <description>Well Ali, Daniel, and I are going to the club tomorrow night. It&apos;s going to be hella fun. I can&apos;t wait. Ali and I already have our outfits picked out and everything. We&apos;re both wearing black tops that show off &lt;u&gt;lots&lt;/u&gt; of cleavage! hehehe... if you&apos;ve got it flaunt it! but only sparingly... We will have lots of fun. Daniel is my &lt;i&gt;friend&lt;/i&gt; and we all will have lots of crazy fun. We&apos;re gonna booty dance and get down and all dirty! hahahaha! I will update tomorrow about what happens with the love triangle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a new puppy! She&apos;s so cute! She&apos;s a toy chi.... chiu... chihuaha. She chocolate brown with white patches. She has a stripe on her forhead with grey blue eyes. She&apos;s so cute and tiny. We&apos;re going to get a male chihuaha sometime next week. Well I guess I&apos;m done for now. It&apos;s raining really hard right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time... g&apos;day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Life a bitch... watch out she has puppies.&quot;</description>
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