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  <title>jenny lewis</title>
  <subtitle>jenny lewis</subtitle>
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    <name>jenny lewis</name>
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  <updated>2005-02-08T20:58:11Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plemplem:5968</id>
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    <title>plemplem @ 2005-02-08T14:57:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-08T20:58:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-08T20:58:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>minus the bear</lj:music>
    <content type="html">new livejournal and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_literature_' lj:user='literature_' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://users.livejournal.com/literature_/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://users.livejournal.com/literature_/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;literature_&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when i feel like setting it up.&lt;br /&gt;i love you all.&lt;br /&gt;c-ya.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plemplem:5721</id>
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    <title>lmfao i am never going to live this down i know it....</title>
    <published>2005-02-04T17:02:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-04T17:02:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>blood brothers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;» name:&lt;br /&gt;» age:&lt;br /&gt;» height/weight:&lt;br /&gt;» favorite color:&lt;br /&gt;» favorite movie:&lt;br /&gt;» favorite song:&lt;br /&gt;» favorite band:&lt;br /&gt;» most embarassing moment:&lt;br /&gt;» are you a virgin?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;«»«»«»«»«»«»«»«»«»&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;» are we friends?&lt;br /&gt;» do you have a crush on me?&lt;br /&gt;» would you kiss me?&lt;br /&gt;» ...with tongue?&lt;br /&gt;» would you enjoy it?&lt;br /&gt;» would you ever ask me out?&lt;br /&gt;» would you make a move on me in a movie theater?&lt;br /&gt;» would you let me make a move on you?&lt;br /&gt;» would you take care of me when i'm sick?&lt;br /&gt;» do you want to tell me something that you couldn't before?&lt;br /&gt;» if i gave you my phone number, would you call me?&lt;br /&gt;» if you heard a rumor about me, would you defend me?&lt;br /&gt;» do you talk shit about me?&lt;br /&gt;» do you think i'm a good person?&lt;br /&gt;» would you let me sleep with you?&lt;br /&gt;» would you take me to a romantic walk on the beach and let me lay with you?&lt;br /&gt;» do you think i'm hot?&lt;br /&gt;» if you could change anything about me - would you?&lt;br /&gt;» will you post this so i can fill it out for you?&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plemplem:5588</id>
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    <title>plemplem @ 2005-02-03T18:10:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-04T00:10:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-04T00:10:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">new screen name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bought the story&lt;/b&gt; if you care.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plemplem:5220</id>
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    <title>crossposted because it is important</title>
    <published>2005-02-01T13:07:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-01T13:07:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>eisley</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hello my beauties. This particular entry is being pre-written on notebook paper while I am in school because honestly, I never do my homework in Study Hall so I really have a lot of time on my hands. I sit in the first row, 4 desks back in a huge study hall room. It is quiet and cold and seems like it hasn't been remodeled in all the years this school has been standing (it was built in the 1960s). On the desk I am sitting at someone etched the words "Do bongs" and "You suck horsepussy" so last Friday I replied with "grow up" and left it at that. We are young adults now. My high school serves grades 10 through 12 which leads me to believe that the person that committed this extremely juvenile act of vandalism is around the same age as myself. I also see "School sucks" and "this is torture" written all over the bathroom stalls. Maybe it is just me and maybe I've grown up too fast but I don't find those things funny or even remotely amusing for that matter and I get really annoyed with people that think they are cool because they badmouth school and their peers and I really wish they would just grow up because honestly once we graduate, this stuff isn't going to matter anymore. No one cares if you hated high school and no one cares if you were the quarterback on your football team. I couldn't care less if you are head cheerleader or president of the chess club. high school is a part of life. I understand that you don't always want to go to school. Hell, I have my days where I don't want to be there and where I complain but honestly, we are lucky that we have the right to attend school and that we have people that are willing to teach us and I guarantee each and every one of you that you are the independent, self-sufficient, intelligent human beings you are right this second because of the people you met and the things you accomplished and the knowledge you obtained in high school and the years before it. What is the point in being a jerk and acting like life sucks so hard? there is always someone who has it worse than you do so suck it up and regard school as a privilege. thank those who came before you such as your parents and your grandparents who didn't get the opportunity of such a high quality education. My life does not suck and neither does yours. If anything, It has been made better by attending school. School educates you and exposes you to people and things that are different than you. It helps you to mature and grow and learn more about yourself. The relationships you form when you are young are the ones that will help determine the type of person you are for the rest of your life. The things you learn in high school help you achieve your goals in life. They help you get into college or perform well in your career which in turn helps you to earn money to support yourself and your family and I cant believe anyone would view these years, these experiences, this opportunity, as negative. These are the most influential years of a persons life and I will always be grateful for this time and the people who fought to make education better for me and my children and my grandchildren. A mind is a terrible thing to waste. I hope this helps you, my amazing, intelligent, talented friends. I love you all and want the best for you always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Paige</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plemplem:4924</id>
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    <title>plemplem @ 2005-01-29T10:21:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-29T16:22:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-29T16:28:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the life aquatic</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF1606.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i insist on wearing a skirt when it was snowing i am so dumb :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF1544.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF1543.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF1533.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF1535.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was the day before the mega mega huge snow storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF1293.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on the phone with rachel because i love her and stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/scene%20with%20friends/DSCF1367.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to be scene like always with becky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/scene%20with%20friends/DSCF1615.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayla and myself the morning after the straylight show last friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/random%20scene/DSCF1306.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snow obviously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/random%20scene/DSCF1397.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a candle i guess. idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/random%20scene/DSCF1351.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beckys foot is green and my foot is black. look at the picture next to beckys foot. it's kind of ironic that that is a picture of us in california. wowowow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. that was useless. i have no life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: &lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/random%20scene/DSCF1006.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meredith. my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/random%20scene/DSCF0991.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lacey. my other love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/random%20scene/DSCF1007.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyler and marymac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/random%20scene/DSCF0974.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmfao has a heart attack why are we related gosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/random%20scene/DSCF0448.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i probably posted this before but she is the most gorgeous dog on the face of the planet bye</content>
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    <title>plemplem @ 2005-01-28T12:53:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-28T18:54:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-28T18:54:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>say anything</lj:music>
    <content type="html">wow i haven't updated in a really long time. whoops.</content>
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    <title>plemplem @ 2005-01-11T06:55:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-11T12:55:35Z</published>
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    <content type="html">guess who is vegan now</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plemplem:4107</id>
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    <title>plemplem @ 2005-01-06T09:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-06T15:09:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-06T15:09:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/scene%20with%20friends/DSCF1027.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DILLMAN DILLMAN DILLMAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/scene%20with%20friends/DSCF1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/scene%20with%20friends/DSCF1021.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi leah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/random%20scene/DSCF1022.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/random%20scene/DSCF1020.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/random%20scene/DSCF1017.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>plemplem @ 2005-01-03T07:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-03T13:03:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-03T13:03:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i am home and i absolutely am not happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;5 months.</content>
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    <title>plemplem @ 2004-12-29T15:02:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-29T20:02:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-29T20:02:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i hope my dad likes the blood brothers his computer is now chock full of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss becky.&lt;br /&gt;and i miss leah too.</content>
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    <title>plemplem @ 2004-12-28T08:09:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-28T13:10:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-28T13:10:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>rilo kiley</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok. friends that live in charlotte, i am here.&lt;br /&gt;call me if you want to hang out. i'm busy today and wednesday but thursday-sunday is all free. just let me know, bitches!!!!</content>
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    <title>plemplem @ 2004-12-27T07:22:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-27T13:22:58Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-27T13:22:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>senses fail</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I got a digital camera for Christmas and I have been taking pictures like crazy ever since.&lt;br /&gt;Especially pictures of myself.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even cute I just like to look at myself. &lt;br /&gt;idk I am strange. Just look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0342.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgz??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0320.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you look at the top of this picture you see another picture of me as a kid. whoaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/random%20scene/lmaotyler.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyler eating sausage. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0263.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best hat ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0227.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight, guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0225.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao mid sentence??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/random%20scene/lookingforlostitems.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom lost her cell phone so she decided to take the couch apart today wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0205.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grandma knitted that hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/random%20scene/roombeforecleaning.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bedroom floor before i cleaned it today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0161.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom has a blazer just like that one. we're matchy matchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk why i took this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the phone with rachel??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0347.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brushing my teeth. this kind of reminds me of the ones of cinder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is cold in wisconsin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/random%20scene/DSCF0440.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/random%20scene/DSCF0441.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bedroom again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/random%20scene/DSCF0442.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bedroom for the third time my gosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0352.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that shirt used to be my dress in the 2nd grade whoaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0411.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scenexcore!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0432.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raggedy ann is my bff okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0579.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flora is my bff too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0892.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0811.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found that scarf in the hall at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0794.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really love that hat idk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0782.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look so smug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/random%20scene/DSCF0448.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biscuittttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/random%20scene/DSCF0461.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao tyler and my stepdad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0719.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0725.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao times a thousand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0654.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss attitude maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/random%20scene/DSCF0463.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried teaching tyler how to be scene. i dont think it worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0603.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a great dad cos i've got great kids ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/scene%20kid/DSCF0592.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is my favorite forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that was really long so if you have a slow connection i don't suggest clicking on it.&lt;br /&gt;instead you can just go to &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/"&gt;http://photobucket.com/albums/v321/twentyfourseven/&lt;/a&gt; and look at them individually. besides, there are more in my photobucket. so that means more mmpaige goodness.</content>
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    <title>plemplem @ 2004-12-26T09:04:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-26T15:05:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-26T15:05:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>radiohead</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I GOT A DIGITAL CAMERA??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um later when i am not so lazy i will post the pictures i took of myself yesterday lmao because clearly i am ~*~scene~*~&lt;br /&gt;barfs.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plemplem:2810</id>
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    <title>plemplem @ 2004-12-16T07:13:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-16T13:13:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-16T13:13:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>something corporate</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so i have decided that i am going to focus all of my energy on school and dieting because i go to a new school next year and i have to look wonderful because these are the people that i went to school with when i was younger and that made fun of me from 5th grade to 8th grade when i moved. and now i want to go back and be gorgeous and intelligent and be like "take that, assholes". so i'm going to sleep a lot and study a lot and diet a lot. no more just sitting around and watching tv and eating because i am bored. now when i am bored i will study or run on the treadmill. i am not even kidding. i have to be fabulous for next year. so i guess that means i won't be around as much as i usually am. not like it'll make a difference the next few weeks because i'll be grounded and everything but just to let you know for the next six months i won't be around so much and i doubt my morning and afternoon trips to the library at school will be so often anymore.</content>
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    <title>plemplem @ 2004-12-14T13:17:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-14T19:19:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-14T19:19:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">lmfao i went to the psychiatrist and they are taking me off wellbutrin but putting me on prozac and adderall wtf my life :']</content>
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    <title>plemplem @ 2004-12-08T13:26:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-08T19:30:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-08T19:30:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the decemberists</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/goat-lights.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor epileptics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am moving to my dads at the end of the school year and maybe i guess my friends are selfish and terrible so i have to rant about this. just read it ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sick of my friends saying "Well what about me? What about my feelings?" fuck your feelings!! I can't live my life to please everyone any longer. I have been doing that for three years. The only reason I came to Wisconsin in the first place is to make other people happy. I sacrificed my own mental health for the happiness of other people and i am sick of it. i have been in wisconsin making other peoples lives happier for the past three years now isn't it time for me to have some happiness? I think so. I have six months left and my friends can either be total snots and ignore me and stop hanging out with me like Courtney has been doing or they can be supportive and act like my friend like Becky has been doing. it's not like i'm going to be out of their lives forever. it's not like i'm abandoning them. every single one of them knows that they are more than welcome to visit me any time they want. and they know that i will always call them and talk to them online and of course when i come visit my mother i'll come see them. i'm not going to be gone forever. it's no big deal. so we'll see each other once every few months. BIG DEAL! I've never seen Rachel in my life and she is my best friend. Distance doesn't mean anything. Get over yourself. And it's not like I'm not going to miss them. It's not like I'm happy about leaving them. I've made some of the best friends i have ever had in my life in my three years in wisconsin. I will miss them terribly but this is something i have to do. Some of my friends have been really great about this but the others have been putting a major guilt trip on me. Well here's some news. MY DECISION ISN'T ABOUT YOU. IT'S ABOUT MY FUTURE AND MY WELL-BEING AND FUCK YOU IF YOU HATE ME FOR IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I hope this is the last time I have to say this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going christmas shopping today after school and idk what to get anyone.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plemplem:1792</id>
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    <title>in the words of meredith, "i am so internet"</title>
    <published>2004-11-26T14:24:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-26T14:24:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was really awful.&lt;br /&gt;I got out of bed because I had to throw up. I'm really sick. I mean REALLY sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a bit strange because we've just moved to Idaho and there's a weird smell in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so hardcore. Me and Buzz went to the mall today, and I stole a whole heap of stuff. I got a Good Charlotte CD, a couple of DVDs and some new boots. Buzz got caught, but he fought his way out, and then we stole some lady's car and smashed it into a phone booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had to shave my entire body. Apparently, the lice that I caught from Amanda's friend are really hard to get rid of. I look quite strange with no hair and eyebrows. I'd post pictures, but my webcam is broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell the world that my girlfriend Amy is the bomb! She made pizza last night, and even though I burnt my lips on the cheese, it was awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am updating this journal for the first time in ages, because I've been in prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I got a digital camera! Yes! Here's some photos of my cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say thanks to my dad for giving me my own computer and digital camera. Here's a photo of my room. The weather in Ontario is cold. I have nothing more to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have bipolar disorder, and should stop smoking drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should all do this quiz! It's amazingly accurate. You just put in your name and birthday, and it will tell you you're a moron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with my favourite Buffy fan-fiction piece I wrote last year when I was in hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Created with the &lt;a href="http://www.scotticus.net/updater.php"&gt;Gregor's Semi-Automatic LiveJournal Updater&amp;trade;&lt;/a&gt;. Update your journal today!&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>plemplem @ 2004-11-23T13:04:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-23T19:07:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-23T19:07:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hellogoodbye</lj:music>
    <content type="html">one more day until dads!!&lt;br /&gt;i have so much crap to do today to clear everything up before i leave, though. that's the only problem with travelling. even when i'm gone for four days i have a million things to do before i leave. i dont know!!!! &lt;br /&gt;todays to do list:&lt;br /&gt;-return swing coat (i quit my job)&lt;br /&gt;-get paycheck (i forgot to get it friday)&lt;br /&gt;-return shirt from torrid (it didn't fit)&lt;br /&gt;-buy blank cds (i ran out two days ago!!)&lt;br /&gt;-burn cds (i just downloaded morpheus and i have a million cool songs. plus i need music for travelling)&lt;br /&gt;-pack (i should have started last night. goodness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to make matters worse i just poked myself in the eye omg i cant see life never ceases to amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;i can't see which means this is over bye</content>
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    <title>crossposted for you lj kids' enjoyment</title>
    <published>2004-11-20T20:23:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-20T20:23:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>rilo kiley</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i am worried about my sanity these days. i talked to becky about it at work last night and she thinks i need a therapist just as much as i think so. right now my dad is my therapist and that's just not right. although i love being able to talk to my dad about stuff, there is stuff i cant tell him. and although i can tell becky everything i can't tell my dad, i know that i need a trained professional. someone who can help me. last night as i was driving to work it was raining. it had been raining all day yesterday. anyway, i was driving along the highway because i work in wauwatosa and i live in the falls so i have to take the highway anyway i was thinking about how easy it would be to just swerve my car into traffic and get into a reck. i figured that would be the easy way out. i could probably injure myself bad enough but not kill myself. it sounded pretty good at the time. the only thing keeping me from doing it was the thought of in case something went wrong and i did end up dying, how upset my father would be. how upset my friends would be. how lonely tyler would become without his little sister. how lonely my best friend would be. i love each and every person in my life so much that i stopped and slapped myself a few times to knock it out of my system. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, people talk crap and say things to make others feel bad about themselves and they don't realize how much it hurts. if the people that say junk about me could realize how much it hurts to be talked about, i don't think they'd do it. it's not fair. it's making someone feel like they're not fit to walk on the earth. no one deserves that. no one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing that has been bothering me a lot lately is the fact that my stepdad can yell at and ground me. i don't think that's right. he is my stepfather. not my father. i have a father. one that has been with me for sixteen years. bud has known me for about 4 years. and yes, he married my mother and he can sign my reportcards as my legal guardian but i don't think that gives him the right to yell at and/or ground me. if any man is going to ground me it will be my father. not my stepfather. and i don't even think that it's the fact that he's my stepfather that bothers me. it's the fact that he scares me when he yells. even when he yells at the dog or my mom. his face gets so rigid and he looks like he's going to hit something and it scares the crap out of me. i mean, bud is a nice guy. we get along really well usually but when he explodes he really explodes. i don't think it's fair to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats enough for now.</content>
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    <title>plemplem @ 2004-11-17T14:35:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-17T20:38:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-17T20:38:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>mars volta</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pictures.greatestjournal.com/userimg/2215182/566920"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;this picture is credited to Rachel Karduna. Taken on October 11, 2004 (i think) at a best buy SOMEWHERE IN LONG ISLAND IDK sorry for stealing your picture rachel but joey is in love with michelle so i wanted to show him this but i am too lazy to send it to him on AIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one better steal this shizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better update this weekend or tomorrow or something bye.&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>plemplem @ 2004-11-16T14:33:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-16T20:41:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-16T20:41:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>NORTHSTAR DSLKFJSLAREL</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I hate newswriting a lot today I decided that the newswriting class should have their own instant messaging program with our own screen names so we could talk to each other and get information without having to get up from our computers and walking across the class and like the teacher could have it too so she could just im us and be like “get to work” or something like that idk I think it’d be really cool becky agrees &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um someone needs to call me tonight except it has to be before 5 because at 5 I start my study hour and I cant be on the phone after that because well we all know how my parents are ok someone call me or I will be so mad!!!!!!!! if you dont know my number then i hate you and you should get it from me ASAP I tried to call Cinder yesterday so I could be like ‘happy dan trapps birthday ilu’ but no one answered I was like :[ I WAS SO MAD i love cinder and dan trapp wtf dan trapp is amazing it sucks that he's 18 because now its illegal for us to have sex when i meet him :[ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guess what I kind of understand chemistry now going in for help in the morning rocks ew I have math tutoring tomorrow though I h8 math class sigh. omg speak of the devil my math teacher is right next to me !!!!!!! but i cant get in trouble for using this because hi its after school and i can do WHATEVAAAAAAA i want after school wtf why am i so hyper my god!!!!!!!! um joey and me and kayla and PROBABLY becky but IDK BECAUSE SHE DIDNT COME THROUGH LAST TIME are going to go see straylight run with something corporate on january 21st i am pumped!! john nolan omg he is my life you dont understand :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leah and i 'rofled' yesterday in gym. lmao we were playing &lt;b&gt;PICKLEBALL!!!&lt;/b&gt; and i didnt hit the ball and she was like "LMAO AT YOU!!!!" and i was like "OMG" and i fell and i was laughing and rolling around and i was like "ROFL ROFL" and she was like "HAHAH OMG" it was the best ever we have been using internet lingo nonstop for the past two days i love her wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey leah i know you read this so lmfao i saw kitty I MEAN PUPPY, SORRY today and it really was the funniest thing ever i was like "WHOA" lmao and becky was like "oh man" and i was like "really. MAN. cough cough" lmdflasdjroeijl lmao omg sigh my life is so amazing she is so sick i h8 her more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have anything else to write about and i'm sorry this update was all jumpy and all over the place but i'm on a small little hyper shock and i'm all sdalfkjdslkrelrjel SO I AM SORRY AND YOU WILL GET A BETTER MORE ORGANIZED UPDATE THIS WEEKEND WHEN I HAVE MORE TIME AND I'M NOT ON THE SCHOOL COMPUTERS I HATE BEING GROUNDED DURING THE WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway someone call me and stuff okay i have to go home and take my dog outside before she pees on the carpet that would be a tragedy!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;me</content>
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    <title>plemplem @ 2004-11-12T15:12:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-12T21:23:12Z</published>
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