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			<title>Happy what could have been...</title>
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			<published>2009-11-20T21:57:43Z</published>
			<updated>2009-11-20T21:57:43Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/SilentScreams293/2009/11/20//#113523-1258775863-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos/113523-1258775863-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/SilentScreams293/2009/11/20//#113523-1258775863-1&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos/113523-1258775863-1.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/SilentScreams293/2009/11/20//#113523-1258775863-2&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos/113523-1258775863-2.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;11/20/09... &amp;lt;/3--a day that should have been really happy for me was the complete opposite. I carried my death in my pocket all day...

School. Asia and I went to Luca's to get pizza. Back to school. Sat and ate pizza. Walked with Rachel, Andrew and Robby toward Rachel's. Split from Rachel and went to Ruth's. Eye brow waxing. Asia started on my nails but then we had to leave and she had to go babysit, so she couldn't finish. Dylan and I walked to my house. Fed Dylan... he eats a lot. And there's something about him and pickles... Watched The Breakfast Club. Took Dylan home. Computer. Bed sometime tonight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<title>Not even this can bring enlightenment to me.</title>
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			<published>2009-11-19T16:59:34Z</published>
			<updated>2009-11-19T17:03:36Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/SilentScreams293/2009/11/19//#113523-1258671574-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos5/113523-1258671574-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woke up on time =D School. Report cards--straight A's, as I expected. Home. Homework. Dance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<title>Wednesday. Not much more than that.</title>
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			<published>2009-11-19T19:39:28Z</published>
			<updated>2009-11-19T19:39:28Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/SilentScreams293/2009/11/18//#113523-1258681168-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos5/113523-1258681168-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;School. Home. Don Pablo's with my grandmother for dinner. Home. Bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<title>I'm doing okay.</title>
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			<published>2009-11-19T19:23:06Z</published>
			<updated>2009-11-19T19:23:06Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/SilentScreams293/2009/11/17//#113523-1258680186-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos4/113523-1258680186-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;School. Walked home with Dany. Ordered Chinese food =] Homework. Dance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<title>The monsters under my bed.</title>
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			<published>2009-11-19T16:56:57Z</published>
			<updated>2009-11-19T16:56:57Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/SilentScreams293/2009/11/16//#113523-1258671417-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos7/113523-1258671417-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/SilentScreams293/2009/11/16//#113523-1258671417-1&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos7/113523-1258671417-1.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;School. Walked home with Dany, Terell and Andrew. Dany's. Craved Chinese food for hours. Home. Homework. Sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<title>&quot;What are we going to do about him?&quot;</title>
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			<published>2009-11-19T16:54:16Z</published>
			<updated>2009-11-19T19:03:16Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/SilentScreams293/2009/11/15//#113523-1258678990-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos8/113523-1258678990-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Work. Home. Dracula. Sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<title>Keeping myself busy.</title>
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			<published>2009-11-19T17:01:00Z</published>
			<updated>2009-11-19T17:01:00Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/SilentScreams293/2009/11/14//#113523-1258671660-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos8/113523-1258671660-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/SilentScreams293/2009/11/14//#113523-1258671660-1&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos8/113523-1258671660-1.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Work. Home. Dracula. Bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<title>Web of Murder</title>
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			<published>2009-11-19T19:28:52Z</published>
			<updated>2009-11-19T19:28:52Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/SilentScreams293/2009/11/13//#113523-1258680532-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos2/113523-1258680532-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;School. Planned a party at Rachels house during lunch. Met up after school with Dany, Terell, Dylan, and Snyder and walked to Rachel's. Dany had ot skip for a doctors appointment and Dylan and Terell weren't ready to leave so Snyder, Rachel and I walked. I splashed in puddles, then walked around her house in my leggings, I felt half naked =] Ping poing competition. I did pretty good. Dylan, Rachel, Terell and I walked to my house. Terell left soon after arriving. My brother got us pizza. Went to the school for the fall play. It was pretty good. Mike was in it, but he wasn't acutally acting. Home. Bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<title>Thursday.</title>
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			<published>2009-11-19T19:20:48Z</published>
			<updated>2009-11-19T19:24:00Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/SilentScreams293/2009/11/12//#113523-1258680048-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos6/113523-1258680048-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;School. Home. Dylan slammed my fingers in the car door =/ Dance. Bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<title>Memories.</title>
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			<published>2009-11-19T19:17:03Z</published>
			<updated>2009-11-19T19:17:03Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/SilentScreams293/2009/11/11//#113523-1258679823-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/113523-1258679823-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Random Fact: I've been 15 for exactly 8 months today.

School. Andrew's getting his teeth pulled, so he wont be here for the next three days--so I guess I'll be able to recooperate. Home. Went through my memories, they made me laugh [kinda, but nevertheless I was "okay" for a bit].&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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