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            <title>WHY?WHY? WHY???</title>
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            <author>nobody@vox.com(Maria Rotten)</author>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 00:33:23 -0700</pubDate>         
            
            <description>    &lt;p&gt;gingerpubs: jesus camp. what teh fuck are you thinking?&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65: i need 5 credits&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65: damn u find out about my buissness quick&lt;br /&gt;gingerpubs: leave it to christine.&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65: yeaa for real&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65: what u been up to&lt;br /&gt;gingerpubs: doesn&amp;#39;t that go agains the whole seperation of church and state?&lt;br /&gt;gingerpubs: typing up a research paper which is now officially late on a book i already read&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65: not really cause its volunteer&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65: and i get 5 credits for 5 days&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65: which makes it tolerable&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65: fuckhw&lt;br /&gt;gingerpubs: well thats legit.&lt;br /&gt;gingerpubs: hopefully they don&amp;#39;t brainwash.&lt;br /&gt;gingerpubs: the fucking paper is worth 350pts and i have a 63% in the class.&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65: just sleep with the techer&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65: let them brainwash i cna just fuck with them&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65: imma tell my crew of youngins that if they disobey me then they will all burn in hell for all of eternity&lt;br /&gt;gingerpubs: haha&lt;br /&gt;gingerpubs: or you can pretend you&amp;#39;re possesed and they can perform an exorcism&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65: hah&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65: yeah&lt;br /&gt;gingerpubs: start twitchign and all wtih foam comign out your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65: ill spit peas at them&lt;br /&gt;gingerpubs: hey i&amp;#39;d volunteer just to see the sight of that.&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65: heh&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65: yea&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65: u going to san marins prom?&lt;br /&gt;gingerpubs: i dont know yet why&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65: idk just wondering&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65: well im tired as fuck&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65: and i have to do hella shit tommorow that i dont want to&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65: peaCe&lt;br /&gt;SomeLowLife65 signed off at 12:23:30 AM. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He had to ask about prom. why? out of all things. prom...really now? oh yeah and the abruptness in signing off afterwards. whyyyyyyyyyyy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gahhh i hate having feelings....fine fucking feelings for him there i admitted it. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt; 
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            <title>Senioritis to the Maximus</title>
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            <author>nobody@vox.com(Maria Rotten)</author>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 16 Apr 2008 21:40:44 -0700</pubDate>         
            
            <description>    &lt;p&gt;This week has to be the most crucial and hectic of my entire senior year yet i&amp;#39;ve been taking it really lightly. i just don&amp;#39;t feel like stressing over things i usually do. i think part of it is due to the fact that i&amp;#39;m not even really caring about either the AP or the English paper. it&amp;#39;s like BERB you can seriously you can go suck your own nuts at this point cuz mine are dried out from this entire year having you, and i don&amp;#39;t feel as passionate to write a paper like i would last year seeing i felt i was actually doing something important and wellworth my time and effort. AP photo is a fucking joke. i feel so fucking unprepared and at this point im freaking about meeting their own fucking standards rather than whether they like my work or not.&amp;#160; i just feel bad about the 30 or so dollar fee my parents are paying for :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Prom is coming up. SHIT that&amp;#39;s all i gotta say. in a perfect world i&amp;#39;d wanna go and get a really cute dress and uber cute shoes and have this amazing skin complexion all over my body and i wouldn&amp;#39;t be as hairy and i&amp;#39;d be going with all my favorite people ever and we&amp;#39;d all have amazing dates who all get along and go in hella old school nice cars and have a great time and party like its no tomorrow after the dance....only here&amp;#39;s the reality:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; I feel torn about going cuz i don&amp;#39;t wanna go through the whole ordeal of finding a dress big enough for my ginormous body. spending a bunch of money, convincing and making sure i&amp;#39;ll have people to go with. attempt to find a date cuz it would be nice to go w/ a guy, too bad it&amp;#39;d be awkward cuz i have the worst 2 left feet ever. i don&amp;#39;t feel like making an ass of myself around people i don&amp;#39;t get along with. it just feels like too much of a forced effort. the funny part is that i&amp;#39;d totally go to Novato High&amp;#39;s prom due to the fact i wouldn&amp;#39;t know anyone there and not give abig a shit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i ran into spencer morris today during 4th and i asked him if he&amp;#39;d like to go to dinner w/ anna and myself next weekend and he was down. i asked him if he was gonna go to prom and he said yeah most likely. i asked him if he had a date i suggested if he didn&amp;#39;t have one that we should go and he said yeah, maybe he wasn&amp;#39;t sure if he wanted to go though it was more like his friends were going,&amp;#160; he assumed he would too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;see fucking shit i actually asked and seeing him and i go way back and he&amp;#39;s a big sweetheart even then it&amp;#39;s like shit dood do &amp;quot;I&amp;quot; even wanna go....blehhhh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;part of me wants to go with a specific person but im too old fashioned and shy to ask, so i&amp;#39;d rather not. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt; 
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