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  <title>The Kristin Chronicals</title>
  <subtitle>My Life, For Example</subtitle>
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  <updated>2006-06-19T23:03:11Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kettle_corn_ick:10834</id>
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    <title>High School</title>
    <published>2006-06-19T23:00:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-19T23:03:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nothing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Your senior year in High School is supposed to be "the best year of your life." Let's see how much you remember. I know for some it might be hard for you to go back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who was your best friend? &lt;br /&gt;Michelle, Christie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What sports did you play? &lt;br /&gt;Not a single one...unless Marching Band counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What kind of car did you drive? &lt;br /&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. It's Friday night, where were you? &lt;br /&gt;Football game, Out with Joe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Were you a party animal? &lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA! I am the antithesis of a party animal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Were you in the "In Crowd" : &lt;br /&gt;Not that I know of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Ever skip school? &lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Ever smoke? &lt;br /&gt;Nope...never will either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Were you a nerd? &lt;br /&gt;For the most part, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you get suspended/expelled? &lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Can you sing the alma mater song? &lt;br /&gt;We had a school fight song...I wouldn't consider it an alma mater. But yes, I can sing the fight song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Favorite Teacher: &lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Miller (even though she went crazy with the homework), Mrs. Hempstead, Mr. Suman, Mr. Schwartz, Mrs. Goff, Mr. Fay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Favorite class? &lt;br /&gt;Probably some form of band...or Film and Lit., Senior Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What was your school's full name? &lt;br /&gt;Benjamin Logan High School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. School mascot? &lt;br /&gt;Raiders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Did you go to Prom? &lt;br /&gt;Yes...actually I've been to 3 now...1 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you could go back and do it over, would you? &lt;br /&gt;Sadly, yes...I wasn't a screw up back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you remember most about graduation? &lt;br /&gt;How short it was...and how Cynthia Wills wouldn't stop crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Favorite memory of your Senior Year?&lt;br /&gt;Joe kissing me behind a door, thus beginning our relationship (though I thought we were friends with benefits for the first month or so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Were you ever posted up on the senior wall? &lt;br /&gt;Um...I don't think we had a senior wall. We had our mural that we all signed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Did you have a job your senior year?&lt;br /&gt;Not unless you count the 4 days at McDonald's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Who did you date?&lt;br /&gt;Joe Gonterman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Where did you go most often for lunch?&lt;br /&gt;The commons...pretty much had full lunch every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Have you gained weight since then? &lt;br /&gt;Not really...maybe 3 to 5 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What did you do after graduation?&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.Did you write notes to friends during class?&lt;br /&gt;Yes...Michelle, Christie, Joe...and notes to my stalker telling her to leave me alone...if you're out there, seriously, stop bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who was your biggest crush?&lt;br /&gt;Joe or Jared Barnes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Who was your arch enemy?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. If you could re-do one day and be who you are today what day would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Probably the day my Junior year when we were in Florida when Emily, Amber, and Jessie stole my clothes and all the towels while I was in the shower. Instead of letting them laugh at me and talk about how fat I was, I would stick up for myself and tell them how good I look in comparison (except now I'm not fat).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Did you play any pranks? &lt;br /&gt;Kind of. We dared Joe once to tell Mr. Kildow he had good hips for making babies...don't know if that should be considered a prank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Did you decorate lockers for birthdays?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Were you a flirt?&lt;br /&gt;I think toward the end I became a wee bit flirty, because I had never looked that good. My confidence was through the roof my senior year, so I guess my answer is 25% yes, 75% no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Who do you miss the most?&lt;br /&gt;Christie, Michelle, pretty much everyone (except Joe and Katrina, because I see them all the time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Were you ever caught making out?&lt;br /&gt;Haha, yes. Joe and I were backstage during a one acts practice and these girls opened the doors to the storage area and saw us. We heard them start talking and they said, "Oh my God, that Joe kid is making out with that senior Kristin chick!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Are you excited to go to your 5/10 year reunion?&lt;br /&gt;Actually yes. It'll be interesting to see how much people change over time.</content>
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    <title>I am back!!</title>
    <published>2006-06-19T22:45:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-19T22:45:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>TV noise</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey no one, did you miss me? Doubtful, but I don't care. I decided to start blogging again, because I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you probably want to know what's been going on with me. I ended up getting more or less kicked out of college, because I screwed up my financial aid application (still not really sure how that happened). I was told I owe Ohio State $1600, so my dad made me get a job at Honda. I've been there for nine weeks and have now reached my goal. Next on my list of Honda goals: cell phone. Preferably a Verizon, since everyone I know has Verizon. After that I'll hopefully get a cheap car. Then I'm going to start looking for Veterinary Assistant jobs so I can get out of Honda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe and I are still together, but that's really no surprise. I don't think I could leave him if I wanted to...seriously, I'm so in love with the guy...it's almost ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm at his house, but he's asleep, because he's lazy and doesn't have a job. I don't care though...I think I'll wake him at 8 or so...if he doesn't get up, then I'll go hang out with Katrina until I have to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This woman at work today offered me a boxer puppy for free. I'm so excited! Now all I need is a place to keep a boxer puppy. I could keep it over here at Joe's, but I need to tell Joe, since he is allergic to dogs. God, I want a puppy. He better say yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired...every day I wake up at 5 in the morning and then I work my ass off until 3. Today we worked until 3:45, though, because a couple of cars fell right off of the line. It was annoying...I hate working over. And the fact that Joe is asleep isn't helping...he's supposed to be keeping me busy...damn him and his sleeping habits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm gonna go so I can fill out this survey that I found on Christie's journal.</content>
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    <title>Surveyish thingy I got from Christie</title>
    <published>2006-02-17T23:34:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-17T23:34:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kathy yelling.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Take this quiz, post the results, and see how much things have changed since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title this "5 YEARS AGO"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old were you? 14&lt;br /&gt;What school year were you in? 8th grade&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go to school? Benjamin Logan&lt;br /&gt;Where did you work? Nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Where did you live? I had just moved in to the house I live in now...near Bellefontaine&lt;br /&gt;How was your hair style &amp; color? It was a nasty color, because it was recovering from a bad dye job, so it was blonde becoming brunette...I cut it short and had it flaring out by this point...I didn't realize that it made my face look fat until I later got my school pictures...ICK!&lt;br /&gt;Did you wear braces? Nope&lt;br /&gt;Did you wear glasses? Nope&lt;br /&gt;Who was your best friend? Emily...I was insane.&lt;br /&gt;Who was your girlfriend or boyfriend? No one, I was a loser.&lt;br /&gt;Who was your celebrity crush? Haha...Ethan Embry...he's from Can't Hardly Wait, That Thing You Do, and he plays Reese Witherspoon's gay friend in Sweet Home Alabama&lt;br /&gt;Who was your regular-person crush? Tony Green&lt;br /&gt;How many piercings did you have? Two that had faded away long before, so really none.&lt;br /&gt;How many tattoos did you have? At age 14? 4 billion...actually 0.&lt;br /&gt;What was your favorite band? Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;What was your worst fear? Not having any friends, being yelled at by teachers, being made fun of.&lt;br /&gt;Had you smoked a cigarette yet? No.&lt;br /&gt;Had you driven yet? Go-Carts and Bumper cars...&lt;br /&gt;Had you been to a real party yet? That depends on what you consider a "real party." I had been to birthday parties and stupid stuff like that...&lt;br /&gt;Had your heart been broken? Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA!!! LETS SEE WHAT YOU ARE NOW !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;How old are you?: 19&lt;br /&gt;What school year are you in? Freshman in college, though I'm not at college right now.&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go to school? Ohio State, I guess&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live? I guess you can say I live part time with my parents (still) and I live part time with my boyfriend in West Mansfield.&lt;br /&gt;Where do you hang out? At college I would go to the media center and I would mostly hang in the Games Room (though the commons and the caffeteria were fun too)...the mall was cool...Now I'm mainly at Joe's or Katrina's.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have braces? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear glasses? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend? I actually don't have one right now.&lt;br /&gt;Who is your boyfriend/girlfriend? Joe...YAY! :)&lt;br /&gt;Who is your celebrity crush? I'm digging Jaquin Phoenix right now...Or Ben Savage of Boy Meets World fame...he's cute.&lt;br /&gt;Who is your regular-person crush? I guess Joe...&lt;br /&gt;How many tattoos do you have? 0...though I have considered it.&lt;br /&gt;How many piercings do you have? Still 0&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite band? The Killers&lt;br /&gt;What is your biggest fear? That I will do something incredibly stupid and lose my boyfriend (though we've been together for a year now, so I'm starting to fear that less).&lt;br /&gt;Have you driven yet? Yeppers.&lt;br /&gt;Do you work? Not yet, but look out Honda, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;Have you smoked a cigarette yet? No, and I don't plan on it.&lt;br /&gt;Have you gotten drunk? Not drunk...tipsy, yes. Drinking is okay if it's only one drink with dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Have you been to a real party? Once again, it depends on what you consider "real." I've hung out with friends, gone to Halloween parties, gone to Halo parties (ick), and I've partied like I was from the 1840s (that had drinking at it, though I didn't partake...much).&lt;br /&gt;Has your heart been broken? Not really. I've had my feelings hurt before, but never anything that I've laid in bed crying over for weeks at a time.</content>
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    <title>Wow...</title>
    <published>2006-02-17T23:17:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-17T23:17:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sounds of the Heater by Black and Decker (oooooh)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So the past couple of weeks have been insane. My Grandma died on February 10 and we burried her on Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to tell Joe today that he was fired from his job at the mountain. I got a call from them today asking me if I wanted to replace someone. When I found out it was Joe, I decided it would be best that I tell him he was fired. He took it really hard, until he called the mountain and convinced them to give him another shot. So basically, when it comes down to it...I'm still jobless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go in for testing for a factory job on February 28. Which reminds me...I need to ask Joe's mom to take me there for testing...I have to be there at 8:15...which means I should probably wake up around 6ish...I dunno. Hopefully she'll take me...she gets pissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna go see if there's any chocolate in this house.</content>
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    <title>*sigh*</title>
    <published>2006-02-12T02:44:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-12T02:44:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pink Panther Theme</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, the past couple of days have definitely sucked. My Grandma died yesterday after a week of suffering in the hospital. I feel so bad, because I really took her for granted. I only visited her twice in the nursing home. She was there for almost a year and I only saw her twice. I feel like the world's worst granddaughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add to my stresses, I just got Joe's sister Kayli in trouble for doing drugs. We walked into his house and found her upstairs with a bunch of guys. She's so stupid! If she keeps going in the same direction she's heading, she'll be pregnant by the age of 16...maybe earlier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad.</content>
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    <title>Still bored.</title>
    <published>2006-02-06T20:18:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-06T20:18:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Went over to Katrina's at noon and was considering leaving early, because Katrina decided to be a bitch to me when I first got there. She just acted incredibly bitchy/snobby. I felt like punching her in her face. But then she started being nice, and by the time I left I kinda wanted to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I had to come back to Joe's to wait for him to get home from school. He'll be here in about 1-5 minutes. I miss him tons, but I really miss my family. I want to go home at 7 or 8 so I can just be at home...is that a problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to Solo and Ensemble the other night, Joe's Mom and I had a conversation about our love lives. We began to compare our relationships to Nathan and Katrina's relationship. We came to the conclusion that we don't think that Katrina really loves Nathan like she says she does. We think that she is with him just because he's such a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Nathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe's here...gotta go.</content>
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    <title>Bored!</title>
    <published>2006-02-06T15:38:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-06T15:38:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Photograph by Nickelback</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay...I'm spending the day at Joe's house, but I'm not with him, because he has school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He eventually forgave me for making him go to work. I really didn't think there was a reason to be pissed at me to begin with. God forbid he be responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I understand it better now. Joe came home and told me he asked to be scheduled for Sunday, but they never did. So he really didn't have to go to work yesterday at all. But he did, and operated the ski lifts with 4 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure out what I want to do today. I'm going to be alone until about 3:15 or so...well, unless I go and visit Katrina. She hasn't gone to school in a month and a half, because she has lots of problems. Here is a list of Katrina's ailments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Her asthma flaired up and she had attacks on the hour in late December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. She was wrongfully diagnosed with whooping cough...it turned out to be a continuation of the asthma stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. In the beginning of January she couldn't hold anything down at all. She kept getting sick and it was quite disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. She got better and even went to Joe's birthday party on January 21. But she ended up hurting her back at the party. We were sitting on Joe's old swingset at his dad's house. There was ice all over it and I got scared that I would break the swing. So I got up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Honey, you weigh as much as me. You're not gonna break--" and at that moment the swing broke and she landed on her tail bone. Initially I couldn't help but laugh, but now I feel like a bitch, because her back was so bruised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. She didn't go to school for a week, because she couldn't move after the swing accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. She went to school last Tuesday to try out for one-acts, but after school she fell down the stairs and hurt her back even more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I don't know when Katrina will go back to school. She does this every year though. Her immune system is very bad. And so is her back. I don't know how she maintains a 4.0, but she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've thought it over, and here's what I'm gonna do today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Take a lot of quizes on tickle.com. I'm trying to take every test on the site (except the ones that require I be 21 to take and the ones for men). I've got all the Entertainment and Dating/Relationship quizes done. Now I'm working on Lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Read my horoscope on excite.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Go over to Katrina's and watch Unsolved Mysteries on Lifetime with her. That should be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Come back to Joe's and watch Boy Meets World on ABC Family. I love Boy Meets World!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Scrape wall paper until Joe gets home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Hang out with Joe for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Go home...finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been home since Friday. I've been at Joe's, but that's not really home. I miss my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...must go tickling!</content>
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    <title>Sorry</title>
    <published>2006-02-05T23:02:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-05T23:02:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Some Rihanna Song</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I haven't written in forever, because I never really have time. I'm so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what's been happening? Lots of things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, Joe's job took up a lot of his time and I got really upset, because I never got to see him anymore. This last week he got to have the whole week (pretty much the whole week) off of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking forward to Friday night, because I would get to spend the night with Joe, since Solo and Ensemble contest for band was Saturday. I was even more excited, because Joe's mom was going to go take me to get my permit (finally...I'm 19 years old!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was picked up at 9:30 that morning to take my permit test. I was sort of nervous, but also excited at the same time. I went and passed the test with a 90%. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Kathy and I went to a local thrift store to scope the great bargains. But while we were there, I got a phone call from my Mom on our family's cell phone. I was confused, because I knew our cell phone was at home, but Mom was at work. I lost the call inside the thrift store, since it has a tin roof. So I went outside to call her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom?" I said when she answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kristin! You need to come to the hospital!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why Mom? Are you and Dad okay?" I said, scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, we're fine. But your Grandma Butler has been hospitalized. We don't know much, just that she is in Intensive Care and that she probably won't make it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh my God!" I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Meet me and your dad in the ER."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Joe's Mom took me to the hospital, where I met my mom and dad, as we had arranged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandma's kidneys failed within the time I arrived and the time I left (I got there at about 11:30 and I left at 4:30). Her breathing was absolutely horrible. I visited her 3 times when I was there. I kissed her on the head twice. The second time was especially special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you so much Grandma." I said, trying to keep myself from crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uhhhh." She said to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left with Joe, and stayed the night, since we all decided that we would continue our lives, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I went to Solo and Ensemble with Joe's mom. It was actually quite fun, even though Joe's trumpet trio was kind of bad. Not as bad as last year though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate at Cracker Barrel twice yesterday, which definitely improved my mood. I love Crackher Barrel. What made it even better was that I got Joe to try catfish. I love catfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got home, and quickly left for a Halo party. I only went because I wanted to see Joe, but of course, there wasn't much hanging out between the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, the mother of the kid who was having the party yelled at me. Apparently, he wasn't allowed to have girls at his party, and he told her that I was going home. I tried to apologize, but I think I just got him into more trouble. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call from my parents this morning. It turns out that Grandma is actually improving! Her kidneys actually started working again and she's able to talk. She called my Mom, "My little baby" and said to my Uncle Tony, "Tony...Tony....I love you Tony."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the Doctor says that it's probably just a good patch that she's going through before the actual death part. He says that if she DOES walk out of the hospital, that she will be a medical miricle. Lets pray for the miricle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe and I have already had our daily fight. He didn't want to go to work (since he had 3 hours of sleep), but I made him. I don't want him making the same mistakes I have. I'm not gonna watch him destroy the possibility of him getting a better job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think I'm gonna go watch the Super Bowl at Katrina's house.</content>
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    <title>New Look on Life: Every Problem is a New Adventure...and I'm Happy!</title>
    <published>2006-01-16T19:06:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-16T19:06:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Some game on the TV</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well I was happy, because I was three paragraphs into today's entry. Then Joe came in and yelled, "AH! I'm cold!" and grabbed the blanket that I was using. The keyboard went flying and suddenly everything that I had written was deleted. I'm pissed...kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the night again with Joe. It was very fun, but I ended up falling asleep at about 12:30. I wanted to stay up longer, because I know that Joe likes staying up late. He carred me upstairs at 1:45 and told me as soon as we were tucked in that he wanted to get a shower and that I should sit in the bathroom to keep him company (his house creeps him out at night). Well, actually I kinda told him he needed to get a shower, because he hadn't taken one since Thursday and his ass itched and he smelled bad (though I didn't let him know what he smelled bad, I just said, "Look, if your ass itches so much, take a shower," and thought "Please, Dear Lord, give him the common sense to take a shower tonight!"). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we FINALLY went upstairs to bed. At 3 he told me how much he loved me, because I always do things for him. I said the same and he said, "I bet you do more for me." So we played a game for an hour called, "I love that you..." and we'd list things we love about each other. It was pretty nice, but now I'm freakin' tired! Plus that bed hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the going to bed really late and the game playing, I got to watch the Eukanuba National Dog Show Championship. Many people wouldn't consider a dog show as noteworthy, but now I must make a confession to you. LiveJournal...I love dogs. I love them so much, that I know all the breeds accepted by the AKC and I study the breed standards of all the dogs. I also study the history of dogs as man's best friend. In other words, I'm obsessed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there are seven groups in the AKC: Toy breeds, Hounds, Nonsporting, Sporting, Working, Terrier, and Herding. In each group there is one winner, and that winner goes to compete with the other winners of the groups for Best in Show. Last night there was a Papillon (a French breed, whose name literally means, "butterfly") from the Toy Group, a Wirehaired Dachsund ("Badger Dog") from the Hound Group, a Lhasa Apso ("Lion Dog") from the Nonsporting Group, an English Springer Spaniel (good bird dog, lol) from the Sporting Group, an Alaskan Malamute (best sled dogs on Earth, even better than Siberian Huskies) from the Working Group, a Colored Bull Terrier (beautiful dog, even if it's head is egg shaped) from the Terrier Group, and an Old English Sheepdog (the fluffy sheep dog) from the Herding Group. I thought for sure that the Colored Bull Terrier would win, since it looked like it matched it's standard the best of all the dogs, but it turned out that the judge thought the Alaskan Malamute was the closest to it's standard. So I'm excited that an Alaskan Malamute won the dog show last night, even though I think the Bull Terrier deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough about my obsession. I don't know why I'm obsessed with dogs...maybe I should start showing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda want to go home now, but Joe is playing a game. I think I'll make him take me home at 2:30 or so.</content>
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    <title>Explaining more...</title>
    <published>2006-01-13T20:19:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-13T20:19:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Some Relient K song.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Tuesday was Joe's birthday. I planned to show up at Joe's house and have tons of fun celebrating, but his mom didn't pick me up for forever (I really DO need to get my license). I got to Joe's house and he was in a really bitchy mood. Then he actually had the nerve to say to me, "I was happy before you got here." I went upstairs and cried. Joe begged me to be happy because, apparently, I always depress him. I ended up spending most of the night focused on my own problems instead of making his birthday worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday I went to his house feeling horrible. I appologized immensely, but he kept saying that he didn't mean to say that I depressed him and stuff. Somehow I can't help but feel that's true. Anyway, I had dinner with his grandparents, his family, and our friend's the Huey's. Then Joe and I celebrated his birthday late. It was actually very fun. That night I went home happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I didn't see Joe at all. I wasn't planning on seeing him, but even if I wanted to I couldn't. See, at 5 in the morning I woke up, having a dream about Joe's mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why does Kathy's stomach hurt?" I kept asking myself. Then I realized that it wasn't Kathy's stomach that hurt, it was my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not going to get sick." I said sitting on the edge of my bed. But my stomach couldn't handle whatever was happening to it, and I ended up getting sick anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I spent all day yesterday fearing that I would throw up all over the place, but I ended up only doing that once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm at Joe's. Nathan is here, but he's sick, just like I was yesterday. It must be a 24 hour virus or something. Joe and I fought before he picked me up, because he didn't want to have to drive out of his way to get me. Every time he says stuff like that, I can't help but feel like he doesn't care about me. I kinda wish I wouldn't have called him and stayed at home. I know, though, that I wouldn't have been happy at home. At least we're not fighting anymore. We've shared a few laughs today, which is good.</content>
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    <title>YAY!</title>
    <published>2006-01-12T03:14:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-12T03:14:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">After spending several upsetting days (and kinda ruining Joe's birthday) I have FINALLY had a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll explain more Friday...</content>
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    <title>Today is better! YAY!</title>
    <published>2006-01-07T18:18:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-07T18:18:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>voicemails on Joe's cell phone</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ever since Thursday, things have been looking up. Thursday was my birthday, and I spent the majority of it with Joe and his family. They made me a cake and bought me a couple of presents. It was actually very nice, since I've never actually had a birthday cake with candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a couple of bad instances yesterday, because I had to go and apply for Honda. I have an interview Tuesday, but I've accepted my fate now, and see this whole thing as a learning experience. I called Joe's house and found out that he was very sick, so that kinda made me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm at his house. My lungs hurt and Joe is still sick, but I'm happy anyway. We're going out to eat tonight at a Chinese restaurant and then we're gonna go see King Kong, which I'm REALLY looking forward to. I still don't know what I want to get him for his birthday, which is Tuesday. I hope love suffices for now, because I don't have money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, must go. Joe probably wants the computer.</content>
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    <title>And it just keeps getting worse...</title>
    <published>2006-01-04T23:32:37Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-04T23:32:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Barking at Nothing by Buster and Tuffy the Schnauzers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It's only the fourth day of January and I already despise 2006. It appears now that I have to get a job at Honda due to parental force. Plus I have to raise $1600 in 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take the whole Honda thing in a good way, but I eventually accepted it. I told Joe about it, and he did not accept it. We got into a huge fight, almost broke up, and then made up very violently/passionately. It was quite weird and a bit frightning. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must go, the dogs are barking (I'm the only conscious person at Joe's right now).</content>
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    <title>Ugh...Could things get any worse?!</title>
    <published>2006-01-03T16:33:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-03T16:33:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Since U Been Gone by Kelly Clarkson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I already know the answer to my title...yes, they could. However I'm going to allow myself to believe that life isn't a giant shit-hole, but that I've just accidently fell into a shit-hole on my way to a good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has happened? I'll clue you in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole situation came into view in early November, when I realized the college wouldn't let me schedule. I went into the Financial Aid office, and they told me to redo my FAFSA (I had already redone it once, so this irked me). I made the foolish mistake of procrastinating this very simple task until late January. I was positive, however (since my older brother hadn't filled out FAFSA until the Spring of '05 and got all his this for last year paid for) that I was safe and would be able to schedule in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on December 31 everything took a turn for the worse. First, my cat's face exploded in my face (not actually exploded, but he had a sore that burst all over me when I was asleep...it was disgusting), then I found something out about my Uncle Bill, but I'm not supposed to talk/know about it. Then I yelled at my boyfriend for not picking me up so I could hang out New Years Eve with him. I may have been fine if those were the only bad things that happened to me, but no. I got to Joe's house, jumped on the computer, went to the OSU website to schedule, and was greatly shocked to find that access to the scheduling page was still denied. I ended up breaking down and balling at Joe's Halo party he was throwing. I yelled at Kayli and hurt her feelings, and soaked Joe's t-shirt in tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, fast forward to today. I go into the Financial Aid office (again) and have a discussion with this guy named Doug. He looked at my stuff, said that college had received my FAFSA, and that I could go ahead and have a talk with my adviser about scheduling. I was waiting for my adviser to get done with the meeting she was currently in, when this old woman (such a bitch) says that she needs to talk to me. She explained to me that I filled out my FAFSA (keep in mind I did it three times) too late, and that I would going to have to call the University Registrar to get approval to pay my Autumn tuition out front. Until I did that, I wouldn't be able to schedule my classes. She told me it would take forever to get approval, and that I should probably not even bother going to college this quarter (she called me a few choice words at this point).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was preparing to cry, when my adviser took me in and talked to me. She pretty much told me the same thing, but said it in a much politer way. She then told me the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you DO have to take a hiatus (which you probably will, let's face it, you don't want trouble for this quarter too, do you?), then you should just do whatever you want with your life, because for the rest of your time on Earth, you won't have offers like this. Just go and do anything you like...splurge! Be like a feather floating on the breeze...and I want you to enjoy every single second of it. Because, honey, after college, you're going to be working like a dog until 65."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well," I said. "All this extra time WILL benefit me. I mean, I desperately need a job-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NO JOB!" she said loudly. "God doesn't give you a chance like this so you can waste your time making money!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I really need it. My family is really down on our luck right now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fine, but make it a job where you can have freedom and you can fly on the breeze."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Um...I will, I promise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am not a college student. At least, not for a few months. I've decided than rather be extremely disappointed and beating myself up for it (since I know my parents are going to punish me, and my boyfriend will chew me out saying, "But you're the smart one!") I'm going to see it as a blessing. I will be able to fulfill a couple of my New Year Resolutions now. Which reminds me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To get a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. To get my permit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Get the internet back at my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Get my license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Get a Verizon Cell Phone so I can talk to my boyfriend for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can probably fulfill the first three. Actually, I know I can. I also know I could probably get a puppy, but I'm not going to add that one, because there's only so much I want to get in a year's time. Of course there is my obvious resolution I didn't put on there which is to love Joe unconditionally (unless, of course, he cheats on me...I guess it wouldn't be unconditional love then...oh well).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight I'm going to have Joe take me to the local pet shop so I can set up an interview. They have already expressed an interest in me...sort of. I dropped in to get an application and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you guys hiring?" I asked a random employee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No." she said and she smirked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well...could I get an application at least?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh...I suppose." she gave me a two page application to fill out. I went to leave, but then I heard a man from the back of the store yell something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are too hiring you idiot!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry, I didn't know!" the girl yelled back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, duh! Did you give her an application?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, she's going to bring it back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good...we need better help."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of leaving, I went to a spot in the store where there were empty shelves. I filled the application out there and returned it in minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been about a week now, and I REALLY want to set up an interview. Hopefully things work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they don't I DO have a back-up plan. I will babysit for Foster's friend Dave, who has a one-year-old boy. I'm going to only make about $30 a week, but it'll only be temporary. I'll also work for my mom, who has agreed to give me $30 a week just for waking my brother up and making sure he gets off to school okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this entry has been so long, but a lot has happened recently. Happy 2006, by the way. Sorry for not ending 2005 in a correct manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life will get better!</content>
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    <title>Crazy Weekend!</title>
    <published>2005-12-19T23:08:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-19T23:08:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Some song where everyone has disgusting teeth</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Oh wow...this weekend was insane! Saturday I took Joe to two family "get togethers" (my mom got frustrated everytime I called them reunions so I have to call them get togethers). He was immensely bored at the first one (my mom's side of the family) and got angry at the second one (my dad's side, of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my dad's get together my cousin Spencer wouldn't stop following poor Joe around. He kept saying things like, "I'm better than a lot of people!" and called me, "That lady" several times. Joe was greatly relieved when the night was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I went with him to his family reunion. I was bored for a long time, but I seemed to fit in okay. The only time that I felt remotely uncomfortable was when I was hanging out with Joe in the basement of his great Uncle's house. There were two guys there who were picking on me/flirting with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One said, "I'm the best looking guy in the family, don't you think?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I think Joe is." I said truthfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're only saying that because you're going out with him. I'm the only reason why the female race exists. You want me, you know it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahano!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really frustrated right now because I have to find a copy of the Eyes of the Amaryllis for Travis, but I can't seem to find anything online about it. Of course, I won't do anything illegal, but if I could find something for real cheap...gar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm going to do about this. Travis is counting on me. I think I'll wake Joe up at around 8...Crap! I've got to call Mom and Dad and let them know I can't find anything about the stupid book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well better go.</content>
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    <title>Still not home...</title>
    <published>2005-12-16T00:02:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-16T00:02:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Going Under by Evanescence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Still at Joe's. Mom and Dad told me to be home earlier, but I'm afraid to go out in this bad weather. I've tried calling them, but their cell phone is out of minutes, and we don't have a house phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of was looking forward to shopping with my dad tonight, but it looks like I will be at my boyfriends again. If I am here, I hope school cancels again tomorrow, so I'm not really bored and here all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much to talk about. The last two days have been very good, as there was no yelling between Joe and I, or Joe and his mom, or Joe and Kayli. I have discovered recently that Joe is a VERY confrontational person. On Tuesday he had a band concert and he ended up being 15 minutes late in getting there. The whole way there he yelled at me saying that I was the reason why he hasn't been good in band and why he wasn't good in soccer this year. I ended up crying, but I'm pretty sure he looked like the jerk in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since then he's been working really hard to make me happy. He always compliments me now, and hasn't yelled at me at all. I hope this new Joe lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him though. No matter what he does I can't help but love him. He makes me so happy, and I don't think he even realizes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny. Right now, him and his sister are playing Mario Party Something-Or-Other and they are actually getting along (though I can detect that Joe will start yelling soon because he is hungry).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I will go try to get ahold of my parents again.</content>
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    <title>I'm back!</title>
    <published>2005-12-15T18:19:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-15T18:19:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I don't know, it didn't come on</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hello Journal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't written in forever. I've been busy and unable to use Joe's computer because he's always on it (or Kayli is). Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the night at Joe's house last night. I couldn't go home because it was snowing really bad. They cancelled school today so I get to be with Joe! The only problem is that I don't know how I'm getting home today. I kinda want to go home so I can go Christmas shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...must go. BYE!</content>
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    <title>YAY!</title>
    <published>2005-12-06T03:00:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-06T03:00:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fresh Prince of Bel-Air Theme</lj:music>
    <content type="html">What a great day to be alive! I had no classes today! Autumn quarter is over! WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been at Joe's house since 5 o'clock or so. Before that I went on a job hunt. This woman at Peebles told me that she probably wouldn't hire me because I don't have real work experience. Fuck her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I applied for Burger King (ick!) and Kroger. Joe only applied for Burger King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to work in this coffee shop in my hometown. It's really nice and cozy. I just wish they would hire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe and I have been hanging out ever since then, but right now he's watching the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air and I'm on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the night with Joe on Saturday because the weather was too bad to drive in. Instead of arguing with me, my parents just told me to stay where I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our pipes froze up at our house and now I have to use Joe's shower to get clean. That's probably why I've been with Joe everyday since Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...must go...BYE!</content>
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    <title>Saturday in the Park I think it was the 3rd of December!</title>
    <published>2005-12-03T23:38:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-03T23:38:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Napoleon Dynamite music! OH YEAH!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay, I didn't really go to the park today, but I did listen to Chicago so I'm happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe decided to skip out on pep band, because he just doesn't feel like going. He told me he wants to quit to get a job, so that's good. Hope he doesn't meet some hot chick that's better than me at his future job. I know that he wouldn't dream of cheating on me, but girls have an uncanny ability to manipulate people into things they regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Joe's sister's birthday. The party was fun except for one incident, but I won't go into detail about that right now. Life is too short to dwell on horrible situations. That's a lesson I learned yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe said that the next time my friend Christie would be in town we'd visit her. Well, she's here right now! I'll probably drop by tomorrow (though I'll call her first).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I had my last lesson today. It was Japanese, and I'm quite impressed at how this quarter went. I still need to do my Sociology exam and email it to Professor Eckachuku, but I'll do that tomorrow. It's due Monday, so I'm going to email it then, but I can still work on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe's Mom and Kayli's friends fixed up their living room today. It looks surprisingly elegant! If you only saw that room of the house, you wouldn't know that this home was abandoned for 5 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everyone but Joe and his mom are watching Napoleon Dynamite. I like this movie but it's not that funny, so I sorta don't at the same time. Hehe...llama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I'm hyper. Must go. Byyyyyyyyyyye</content>
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    <title>YAY!</title>
    <published>2005-11-30T14:16:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-30T14:17:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Get it Faster by Jimmy Eat World</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm excited because I got to talk to my friend kiwi_juggler last night (I forget how to make the screen name all blue and clicky again! damn!).  I'm also happy because Joe and I went the whole night without fighting last night...yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't really been able to have a day where we don't fight for two weeks now. It's gotten really bad, too. There was one night (Saturday) where we just both cried for forever. I cried because he told me that he feels obligated to talk to me about marriage and he hates it. I never asked him to discuss marriage with me! So now when he starts talking about marriage I shake my head (last night he actually yelled at me and told me he didn't mean it, but I don't think he's telling the truth. Well, maybe he likes to talk about it, I don't know). He actually asked me to marry him last night (I think it was a joke though) and I said no. We're not ready for that, he's only 16, and I'm only 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...I'm happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I will go down to the game room though.</content>
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    <title>Tuesday...*sigh*</title>
    <published>2005-11-29T21:29:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-29T21:29:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Do you ever feel like your life is too repetitive? God, mine is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up everyday at 6. I leave the house at around 6:50, get to college at 7:30, sit in the game room until 10:20, go to Sociology, go home. Tuesdays I hang out with Joe, which is cool, so naturally I'm at his house right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the boringness that is my life, I kinda got pissed at my friend Trent today. He was talking bad about my boyfriend because someone told him that Joe said he was gay. Joe didn't say anything of course, so I kinda told him off for saying bad things about my boyfriend. I explained that the fact that he would say any words of hatred about him is really talking bad about my judgement of a good boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Joe.</content>
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    <title>ACK!</title>
    <published>2005-11-20T20:42:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-20T20:42:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Some song by Lifehouse...I don't know what it's called.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">What a very difficult weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe and I have fought ever since Friday and I think today has been the first time we haven't raised our voices at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did we fight? Well, if you must know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to see him Friday, but he told me he was setting up for Madrigal. I figured he wouldn't be done until 9, so I desperately wanted something to do. It turns out that my friend Carrie was going to go see A Christmas Carol with Katrina, but Katrina forgot and saw Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire instead. So I went with Carrie and didn't get back to Joe's house until 10:45. I figured he'd be mad at me for being over an hour late, but it turns out that I was way more than an hour late. He had gotten home at 7 to see me, but I was in town watching a play! I apologized immensely, but I know that he's still angry about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday he was supposed to go to a restaurant with me and a bunch of my college friends to watch the OSU v. Michigan game (go Bucks! WOOHOO!!). Well he went with us, but acted miserable the whole time. He complained and didn't say anything to anyone. Needless to say Trent, his girlfriend Liz, and Sam (this girl my brother likes) thinks he's a snobbish brat. We went out to his car eventually to talk (he had to be at the school by 3 to prepare for Madrigal) and he told me how he didn't even want to go to dinner with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're just a hassle and that's all you've been for a long time!" he said. I didn't know what to say to this...how is a person supposed to respond when the one person they love most in the world says that they are a hassle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Joe! Goddamn you!!!" I yelled. I began to cry because it hurt my feelings so bad. I hate that I cry, though. It just makes me look weak. What I hate more is that he makes me cry so much now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"....I'm sorry." he said eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left on quite horrible terms and I couldn't help but feel sad. I went in and Sam talked to me about how Joe is just frustrated and that I shouldn't worry about it. I sincerely hope Joe realizes that he really did look like an asshole yesterday. Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He called me about ten minutes after leaving...crying. He apologized and I apologized and I guess everything worked itself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the tons of fights that we had, I went and saw Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire...twice in one day. I really didn't want to...I didn't think it was that great. It was WAY different than all the other movies. I am aware that it is the book where everything starts going wrong, but everything changed in the fourth movie. The set was weird in comparison with the third movie and there were so many scenes that were skipped that it was sort of difficult to follow...and this is coming from a person who has read all the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the first time I saw it I went with my family and the second I went with my friends and boyfriend. It was slightly enjoyable, although the second time around I actually fell asleep. I was so tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing today? Well I came to Joe's house at around 12:30 and I was supposed to be helping him write a briefing of a court case for AP Government, but I haven't helped really. I can't get into the case...it's due Tuesday though, so perhaps I'll get more done on it tomorrow. Joe left for Madrigal about 20 minutes ago so now I'm pretty much in Katrina's house all alone. It's okay...I can keep myself busy. I have 8 papers due for English tomorrow so I'll write those!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be off then...toodaloo!</content>
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    <title>I have to pee and I just peed...is that weird?</title>
    <published>2005-11-17T16:55:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-17T16:55:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Underneath it All by No Doubt</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Good morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning a little sick, but now I'm okay so I'm happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was fun. I hung out with Joe after I got home from school. We went to the new Arby's in our town...it was disgusting like most Arby's, but oh well. I had a jamocha shake so I was happy. We then went to Wal Mart so he could get his hair cut, but instead he played video games, lol. After that we went to get his costume for Madrigal (the dinner theater my high school performs each year). I was shocked because the woman who supplies all the costumes (and whom I have vistited many times) forgot that I graduated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you in the Madrigal?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm a graduate." I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't know there was a play about a school in the Mad--oh! That's right! I'm dumb..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say yeah, but she's not dumb so I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to Joe's house where we played a solid two hours of Lego Star Wars. I told Joe that I enjoy playing video games with him and guess what? I'm invited to his next Halo party! I really don't like video games, but I'll pretend for his sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got done he said, "Now what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well...we could eat dinner" (there was lasagna on the stove) "and watch a movie for a while." (he doesn't have cable).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and got lasagna while Joe chose a movie. I was convinced he would turn on a movie like Finding Nemo or something, but when I got back I was shocked to discover that he turned on The Bachelor with Chris O'Donnel and Renee Zellweger. A romantic comedy...for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weird thing: I think he actually enjoyed it. Of course, I can't be sure of this, since I always tell him I enjoy his games and I really don't. I just know that he laughed his ass off at certain points. It was so great. Of course, after the movie we got into a discussion about marriage, since the central theme of the film is overcoming fear of life-long commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I couldn't believe how afraid the guy was to propose to his girlfriend." he said. "I kept thinking, 'It won't be hard or scary when I propose to Kristin!'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm normally really happy when Joe talks about the future, but this actually scared me a little. He's only 16! And I'm only 18! We've only been together for nine months! How is he so sure that this is right? I'm not saying that I'm afraid of marriage and forever, but I just don't want to rush into it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I explained to him that proposing to me is something he didn't have to do for another 6 years, and honestly he seemed disappointed. ACK! I love him so much and I don't want him to get stuck in a marriage that isn't satisfactory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks, I love him so much...I really do...I wish I wouldn't have freaked out, I think he noticed. He makes me so happy though. I think what really freaked me out was the fact that he said, "We should just get married now, it feels like we're already anyway."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's right, it does feel like we're married. However, we're both too young to say we should get married, Dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him. He always makes me feel better. I wish he were right here now.</content>
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    <title>I'm Back!!! YAY!!!</title>
    <published>2005-11-14T17:36:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-14T17:36:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Rain by Breaking Benjamin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hello Livejournal! God, how I missed you! Seriously...I did...no lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so busy lately with my English class (trying to keep up) that I never have time to write anymore. I just finished my assignment for the day and I'm super happy! I should tell you what's happened lately though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to give blood last Wednesday and I was rejected because apparently I'm anemic. It honestly doesn't surprise me, though, because I've been noticing differences about myself lately. I'm always cold, I don't have enough circulation in my toes so they're always purple in color, I sleep constantly, I get shaky and dizzy, and I have a lot of heartburn, but I'm not sure if that's related. I never have time to eat anymore, so I think that's mostly to blame. I'm down to a very unhealthy 120 now. I should probably be 135, but I just don't have time to eat...I should probably do that right now...but I'm going to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Joe and I fought on Friday night. I don't know why I started the stupid fight. He had a party on Saturday (a Halo 2 party) and he didn't want me to come, because he didn't want to watch me be extremely bored while everyone else had fun (and he was right, because video games bore the shit out of me!). I took this to mean that he doesn't want me around and that I'm too clingy so I accidently ended up making him cry. I think I got so angry at him because I wouldn't see him on Saturday and rather than hang out with me on Friday he set up for his party. Yeah, that was it. Anyway I hung up on him (he was moving furniture and talking to me on the phone) and called him back and he was crying. I feel so bad about it now and I don't know how to make it up to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I was supposed to go shopping with Katrina, her sister Colleen, and Joe's sister Kayli, but I was too depressed. Luckily Katrina understood. I dropped in on Joe's party toward the end. They were taking a break when I showed up and I was shocked to see several people in Joe's tiny backyard throwing a blue bouncy ball at each other. It was quite odd to say the least. I stayed to watch Red vs. Blue, the Halo themed internet show. It's actually quite amusing, and I was glad that I got to relax in Joe's arms during it. When I left Joe pulled me aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you for being supportive." he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I'm sorry about last night, I don't know why I was such a bitch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I don't know why either!" he said. I couldn't help but laugh. I love how honest he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I visited him again and we cuddled for a while when I first arrived. Then we played Lego Star Wars, which was actually quite amusing. I think there's something hilarious about watching lego Chewie shooting people, lol. After that I worked on English stuff (not uncommon) and watched the beginnings of a love story with Joe's mom. We cuddled some more and Joe said some things that I hadn't felt he was thinking all weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you so much...I never want to let you go...please don't ever leave me." I can't help but smile when I think of him. He knows I'll never leave him, yet he always wants reassurance. To be honest, the only reason why I would ever leave Joe is if he cheated on me. I don't think he would do that...not after what he's been through with his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him so much! God, I wish I were with him right now. Of course, if I were he'd either have to be with me at college or I'd have to be in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I were still in high school. It was so simple back then! Actually, it was a joke, really. They always said they were preparing us for the real world, but what they really were doing were sheltering us from life. Ah, to be sheltered and institutionalized again. That would be super sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I miss: my high school friends. The people at college just aren't the same. The only person like me is my friend Trent, but he's really super weird. I'll explain more about him later, though, because I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later my friend!</content>
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    <title>Nothing</title>
    <published>2005-11-08T21:52:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-08T21:52:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Numa Numa song</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ick...I have to write a rough draft for a paper and it has to be 7 pages long. It was due yesterday, but I forgot and my professor actually yelled at me in class. It made me kind of angry, since I'm not usually forgetful. I have 3 pages done though, so I'm okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! I voted today! It's the first time I've ever voted so I'm super happy! I was just 2 months too young to vote in the Presidential election last year (I would have voted for Kerry) but I'm okay, because I'm happy now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm at Katrina's house. Joe's sister is walking around singing...no she left...nevermind. There's nothing going on, and I better work on my paper...I'll write more tomorrow.</content>
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