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  <title>thoughts free flow</title>
  <subtitle>kirby</subtitle>
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    <name>kirby</name>
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  <updated>2005-01-07T01:30:45Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kirbles:24225</id>
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    <title>fyi that i forgot about.</title>
    <published>2005-01-07T01:30:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-07T01:30:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>howie day - you and a promise</lj:music>
    <content type="html">psst... i'm officially _livetohatelove on the ol' www.lj.com. comment and i'll add ya to the friends list. love you bunches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 k*&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kirbles:23836</id>
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    <title>oooo k k k</title>
    <published>2004-11-01T05:39:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-01T05:39:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>take you home - terror squad = hott!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;ok so like monique just reminded me about this thing early tonight... so i figured i might as well write a little something because i haven't in about oh... ten years. well maybe not that long, but anyways... i uhh spent the majority of my day up at 'da creek', came home, and then left for ryan n' john's. i really like being over there because it's just a bunch of kids that i used to party with back in sophomore year. i kinda felt like a dork though because i wasn't all dressed up. the best costume award would have to go out tooo... not john... that shit was weird, not brian... wayyy too scary... i'd have to go with eric and his cute little spiderman get up. blah blah blah... i'm getting side tracked and i can't figure out what the hell i'm trying to say in here. [i mean maybe it's the fact that i'm fucking retarded right now - much appologies.] anyways... this years going pretty good. i'm waitin' for the pics to load up, then i'll post um for all the wacked out readers out there. [ones i don't even know exist] off topic but i really freakin' miss sean. it's like... every day that goes by i just get more and more bummed out about it. that was my best friend man... i mean he &lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt; my best friend, and will be for forever and ever, but i hate not having him around all the time. [and this whole talking to his voice mail everytime i try to fucking call is gettin' reaaal old... fast] i haven't talked to greg lately, not since my second trip down to OU anyway. let's see what else is new with me? shit, i don't have a clue. i think i just sat staring blank at the computer for 10 minutes just now. i don't talk to seth anymore... only sometimes. we've decided to just be buds, and i'm cool with that. berea is too damn far away ANYWAYS. ...jus' jokin'. i love those boys. [speaking of them... i got pics with my fav. boys... i'll put those up whenever i feel like being a fag and updating pictures] oh oh, i got something exciting to brag about... spring break. can we say cali baby!! so far i think it's gonna be me, bec, kater, kimmy, dee, and ju-beezy. i can't freakin' wait. just imagine... 6 crazy ass girls in a bomb ass beach house just kickin' it cali-style. do you love it? well i'm about to crash so check ya later guysss. ;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;love, kirbstaaaa*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>boy made girl feel good</title>
    <published>2004-10-11T01:54:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-11T01:57:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>deep inside of you - 3eb</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;the dawn is breaking&lt;br&gt;a&amp;nbsp;light shining through&lt;br&gt;you're barely waking&lt;br&gt;and i'm tangled up in you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;even the best fall down sometimes&lt;br&gt;even the wrong words seem to rhyme&lt;br&gt;out of the doubt that fills my mind&lt;br&gt;i somehow find, you and&amp;nbsp;i &lt;em&gt;collide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-howie day&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...&lt;strong&gt;on another note:&lt;/strong&gt; ou kicked my ass. it's 9:50 at night and i have yet to feel better. oh well, it was worth it. i got to see the boys and spend quality time with dan on the ride. haha. i'm boycotting school tomorrow just so i can sleep this shit off. night lovies. ;) &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;&amp;lt;3 &lt;/font&gt;kirb*&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>growing up</title>
    <published>2004-10-05T03:08:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-05T03:08:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>green eyes - coldplay</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i'm gonna make this a short one because it's late and i really wanna go to bed. today i went up to visit my 3rd grade teacher, and she got me started on the whole college thing. whenever i actually sit and think about it, i get so scared. like... college for me isn't just going to be a 4 year continuation of high school. i'm going so far away, and my life's gonna start the second i get there. thinking about all of that got me back to missing greg and sean like crazy. maybe i'm just emotionally unstable this week or something, but it's like every little thing just really hits me where it counts. like how the boys can't find time to talk me because they're just "so busy" or how seth acted like he actually gave a shit about me when i was out there, but in actuality he obviously doesn't. even something as dumb as my mom not talking to me about her boyfriend situation... shit like that really gets to me more than ever this week. i hate it. oh well. that's enough bitching for me. goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 kirby*</content>
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    <title>yada yada another wacky weekend</title>
    <published>2004-10-03T18:40:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-03T20:12:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>same direction - hoobastank</lj:music>
    <content type="html">alright alright. so my weekend sorta went like this... worked 5-close on friday, went home and did absolutely nothing [so scratch that day] then there was saturday. ahhh saturday. what a fun-filled day it was. haha sike, but really... me n' andria woke up slaved around our houses then i picked her up and we went out to great northern. after our 4th lap around the mall, and the hugest argument over "who gets the shirt" we finally decided to get goin'. we got all ready over here, then made our appearance at cole's [knocking on the wrong door was fun - maybe next time we'll learn that cole's was the one about ohhh 4 more houses down]... then drove on out to berea!! i ran up to drew the second i got there and handed him a nicely rolled blunt [compliments to bri] and wished him the biggest happiest birthday ever. we partied there for the rest of the night, and i introduced and to all the cutie boys out there. it was a really good time. i couldn't really talk to seth due to total intoxication and trying to regulate on the boy scammage on and, but oh well. maybe next time. after berea we went over cole's... and much to our dismay henrock was throwing up like a mad man. way to fuck yourself boyyy! we stayed there for about .2 seconds then came on back home. now on to sunday... me, andria, n' rach woke up at the CRACK of fuckin' dawn for this walk at the zoo, but it was worth it. we walked like 700 miles exactly... sike but i feel like good about myself haha. all i have to say is... i swear i'm adopting a beaver. the rest of my day will consist of library-ing my ass off so i can get this damn pseo paper done. [man procrastinations a bitch!] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 kirb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*there's pics, but i'll post um later. :D</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kirbles:21827</id>
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    <title>sweet seventeen</title>
    <published>2004-09-30T02:11:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-30T02:11:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>comedown - bush</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today's my birthday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/kirb4287/album?.dir=/cbe4&amp;.src=ph"&gt;http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/kirb4287/album?.dir=/cbe4&amp;.src=ph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ a couple pics from school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlights:&lt;br /&gt;-my birthday poster from andria and alex&lt;br /&gt;-nate giving me dmb posters&lt;br /&gt;-angie's heartfelt card&lt;br /&gt;-kaylee's HUGS!!&lt;br /&gt;-seth called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lowlights [?]:&lt;br /&gt;-had to work&lt;br /&gt;-calculus homework is impossible&lt;br /&gt;-sean called and really pissed me off</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kirbles:21570</id>
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    <title>homecoming '04</title>
    <published>2004-09-26T17:16:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-26T17:16:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my goodies - ciara [go alex, amber n' kay!!]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;ok well i'm a little dissapointed because i just wrote the best entry ever... all about last night, but i'm fucking retarded and it got deleted so... let's see.. it sorta went like this: yesterday is definetely worth writing about considering it was one of the most memorable. i woke&amp;nbsp;up at like 8 o'clock in the morning. i felt like a little kid on christmas eve... you know, like how you can't ever sleep because you're so damn excited! i finally got myself up, cleaned my room, went tanning, got my hair done, blah blah all that good stuff. after we were all dressed and lookin' pretty... we went up to the square to do the picture thing, which was an excellent idea on my party because at least the rents got the "before" pics of us. haha we came back to my house, and when i say "we" i'm reffering to the hottest homecoming VIP ever. [tommy &lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt;, jesse, henrock, kay, angie, cole, bry, kate, nate, caitz, ryann, jack, alex, zac, amber, ricky, mandy, and joe] the pregame started off with me tapping the keg the WRONG way... causing beer to fly everywhere... all over caitz, nate, me, and our dresses. :( i wasn't mad though... i just hopped right out of my dress and into red capris, my bob marley t, and my all black chucks. [my new get fucked up outfit haha] music was blasting and everyone was drinkin' to their limit. some good memories: bongin' beers on the balcony with bry [i spit like a man]... jesse after his keg standS... henry attempting a keg stand but getting dropped on his head instead... getting so pissed at ryann for lifting the bong before i was ready... alex, amber n' kay's GOODIE dance... ohh and much appology for standing on the counter screaming at everyone to clean up... i could barely stand let alone clean the whole house by myself. after we were all on the verge of "alcohol poisoning"... &lt;font color="#00cccc"&gt;*rolling eyes*&lt;/font&gt; we headed up to the dance. of course tommy and i were the last ones to leave because i needed time to recover. we made quite an entrance with jkwon playing in the background... :) every kid in our freakin' class was dancin' their ass off. the best part was when we all danced in the biggest circle... it was like major bonding time for '05ers. i loved it. after the dance tommy dropped me off here so i could change, and then ang wound up here too. we were still so cracked... we smashed pizza and crashed on the floor. [no blankets or anything.] tommy came back over here to get us, but didn't wanna wake us up so he left. [wish he would've woke us up... we wanted to party even though we were dead tired] this morning i rolled over, looked at ang, and just shook my head in dissapointment. we're fucking losers, i still can't get over it. me n' jesse were curious to know how much of the keg was left over but when we went to tap that bitch... nothin' but air came out. that's why i'm proud to say class of '05 is about to be the best party class ever. i love you guys!!! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt; kirby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.s. nate keys can dance like a damn champ!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>yet another goodbye</title>
    <published>2004-09-19T18:33:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-19T18:33:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>i'll back you up - dave matthews</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color="#000000"&gt;Missing someone gets easier everyday&lt;br&gt;because even though it's one day further&lt;br&gt;from the last time you saw each other, &lt;br&gt;it's one day closer to the next time you will.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;i'm gonna miss you so much cootie. :(&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>dude - that was my skull - i'm so wasted</title>
    <published>2004-09-12T02:15:14Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-12T02:15:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nada</lj:music>
    <content type="html">new found obsessions = pink spicoli's and dirty dancing havana nights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i made sean order the movie... and i fell in love. of course he hated it, and bitched every other second... but ya can't win all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today me n' cass went to the mall... i bought my new pink and black spicoli's and matching shirts. i'm verrrry excited to rock these all day every day! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kirb*</content>
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    <title>well GOD DAMN!</title>
    <published>2004-09-10T03:02:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-10T03:04:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>oh - dave &lt;3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">angie, alex, amber, kaylee, sara, cole, jack, jesse, tommy, nate, bryan... and whoever else i forgot -- i sure have missed you guys. damn it's good to be "back"! ;*D</content>
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    <title>stuffy noses = :(</title>
    <published>2004-09-06T04:06:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-06T04:18:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>dare you to move - switchfoot</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;me n' bec are had our bonding time tonight... she brought her lovely little interior design project over and made me put my creative vibes to work. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;last night, as tommy would put it,&amp;nbsp;was "fuckin' weird". it was like... 2 different parties kinda. [you kinda had to be there to know what i'm talking about] upstairs was where all the "cool kids" were hangin', just playin' cards.... and then the basement had&amp;nbsp;concert shit going on. as for me, eh, i was passed out in tommy's room praying that the room would quit spinning. i was so happy to be there though. for once, i was at a party with my old friends. [the ones i've missed more than anything] oh and the bathroom was a pretty cool place to be too... only if you were me, ang, and kay though. haha. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;aside from being deathly ill this weekend, life's been going pretty okay for me. seth called today. :D ...crazy boy thought i had a boyfriend. who knows what's gonna happen with that, but i really have missed my prince.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i'm off to spend more qt with my rebecca, so check ya laterrr. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&amp;lt;3 &lt;/font&gt;kirb*&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>highlight of my day</title>
    <published>2004-09-03T19:32:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-03T19:32:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>jimi thing - dave matthews</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i got a parking pass! ;D</content>
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    <title>"wait and see - what will soon become of me"</title>
    <published>2004-09-02T21:36:14Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-02T21:36:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>so damn lucky - dave</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;alright so... last night me n' ang went out to berea to see steve, tommy, and nate's soccer game. i'm not gonna lie to ya... the game got pah-retty intense. the berea soccer moms were drivin' us crazy. [the one with the flabby arms was the worst, right ang?] i can't wait for the next game... i don't know what it is... i just loooove those soccer games. - aaanyways - after the game, i stopped over angie's [only to find myself running into hay's old crib&amp;nbsp;and smackin' the shit out of my hand] then i went over greg's... this is the part that gets totally depressing. i met his roomate christian from massachusettes.&amp;nbsp;the kid seems like a goober, but then again so is greg, so who knows. with the way the night was going, i didn't really think i'd end up crying. i stuck around just in time for sedi, dan, linds, and dolezal to show up... but due to school in the morning, i had to turn in kind of early. greg walked me to the front porch and gave me a hug. just the thought of it being my last hug for a while, i choked. i dashed to my car so that greg wouldn't be able to see me crying. i didn't want to make him any more upset about leaving then he already was. the whole drive home, i rocked out to third eye blind just sobbing uncontrolably. i don't know. right now, i just feel like a part of me is going to be missing. "greg and kirby"... those names were just like one in the same for a while. i'm going to try my hardest to visit him first semester... but if i can't... i guess i'll wait until november. [god, i hate the sound of that] i'll get more into my thoughts that night later on... maybe when i'm just in "one of those moods". i always say that i can handle goodbyes... and i can, to an extent. no one i truly cared about has ever really left me... but greg did, and sean's next. i'm sure after that - i'm gonna be a fuckin' wreck. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i don't really know what else to talk about besides the fact that today blew. i got kicked out of my pseo english class... because my counsilor is a BIG DUMB BITCH... in order to stay in the class... i gotta cough up $250. but whaaaatever, i'd pay $1,000 bucks just so i can have at least one class with tommy! &amp;lt;3 [just kidding but yooou know] :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;got dinner with the moms tonight at 7... so i'm going to pick out my outfit. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;CHECKYALAAATERRR -&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;kirby*&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>all just part of your plan?</title>
    <published>2004-08-30T21:25:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-30T21:25:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>down - social burn</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;guess the saying "what goes around, comes around" proved itself. me n' bec were talking, and we actually agreed on something. we always end up falling for the ones we&amp;nbsp;never even had anything with. [fuckin' pathetic... i tell ya.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;"tell me, how does it feel&lt;br&gt;when it comes to you&lt;br&gt;and all the things you say to me&lt;br&gt;you make me feel like nothing&lt;br&gt;like nothing&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;when you break me down&lt;br&gt;i'll fall apart and&lt;br&gt;wrestle with myself, inside&lt;br&gt;i'm nothing&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and tell me, how should&amp;nbsp;i feel&lt;br&gt;and all the games you play, on me&lt;br&gt;you still make feel like nothing&lt;br&gt;like nothing..."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;-social burn&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>aww man i hate goodbyes</title>
    <published>2004-08-30T02:13:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-30T02:13:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>heart shaped box - nirvana</lj:music>
    <content type="html">greg's leaving for college on thursday morning. :( x 100!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 k</content>
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    <title>he's watched one too many movies</title>
    <published>2004-08-29T00:43:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-29T00:43:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>on fire - switchfoot</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;alright so i realize that i haven't posted in a while. nothing overly exciting has really happened... that and the fact that i've been just too busy to do much of anything. last night was my first friday night off in a while. tommy and i made plans&amp;nbsp;to go to the EC football game, but my passionate hate for rain kind of screwed us over. i picked up cass n' hay, and we went to the mall. [they didn't have the shoes in my size - bummer] then i went over tommy's. we kicked it there for a while, until he motivated me to get my ass up and go to kim/dustin's. it was a pretty good size crowd... but i have to admit it was the weirdest assortment of kids. i ended up getting way too drunk for my own good, and like i ALWAYS say... it's not complete without drama. naturally, it went down with tommy. i felt like hell about it so i left him a flower on his car today. :*) i absolutely love doing cute things for him, just because i know he gets a kick out of it. i don't know what i'm gonna do about him... last night gave me lots more to think about. i think i'm gonna go visit sean's mom tonight... i really have alot on my mind, and she's always a good person to talk to. i don't know what else to say... i'll post later tonight if i think of anything. i'll probably end up staying in tonight because a.) i'm tired b.) it's shitty outside c.) i'm kinda bummin'.... that's just the way it is. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt; kirby&lt;em&gt;christine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kirbles:19146</id>
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    <title>meant to be</title>
    <published>2004-08-26T03:21:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-26T03:21:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>stay or leave - dave &lt;3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i'm pathetic, head over heels, and then some for him... how unlike me. :(&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;what to do. what to do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt; kirby&lt;em&gt;christine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kirbles:18916</id>
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    <title>it's that time of year</title>
    <published>2004-08-25T19:59:03Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-25T19:59:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>god put a smile on your face - coldplay</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;school started today. wasn't too shabby considering i have a full schedule. [7 classes and a study hall] i already know &lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;senior year &lt;/font&gt;is gonna fly by... so i guess i'm just gonna &lt;strong&gt;make the most of it&lt;/strong&gt;. welp i gotta run because i'm off to tommy's &lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;soccer game with ang! ;D &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;check&lt;strong&gt;ya&lt;/strong&gt;lata, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;kirb&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff9900"&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;where do we go, nobody knows&lt;br&gt;don't ever say you're on your way down, when...&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;god gave you style and gave you grace&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and put a &lt;strong&gt;smile&lt;/strong&gt; upon your face, oh yeah"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -cold play :*)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kirbles:18558</id>
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    <title>still livin' strong</title>
    <published>2004-08-24T06:55:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-24T06:57:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>redemption - switchfoot</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;surprise surprise... she's back! todd just dropped my computer back off about an hour ago, and i don't think i've ever smiled so big. [complete computer fag, i know] so anyways... school's about to start. total drag, but it hasn't hit just yet. i'm not unbelievabley upset because i haven't really been a part of the "loungin' around/enjoyin' the lazy summer days" scene for a while now. between work and going to new york city &lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt;... i've been keepin' myself pretty busy. more about new york - i went with the infamous greg burns. ;D 7 1/2 hours each way... and it was a real blast. i visited nyu, but i'll hit up that subject another time. i'm trying to think of what else has been goin' on. i stopped over sean's yesterday night, and found out that there's still a special place for me in his mom's heart. [which makes me glow in every way possible] it's crazy to think of how much everything has changed. i mean it was just back in june that i spent every waking moment over there. summer has a funny way of changing things i guess. hmm... what else? the seth and kirby phase or whatever the hell&amp;nbsp;i thought it&amp;nbsp;was... has officially crashed. yea and how that went down was oh so cool, but whatever. i'm over it -&amp;nbsp;not really, but for the sake of my pride we'll avoid that subject too. well i'm off to bed because i have to finish my awesome compass test tomorrow morning... then i have work. [what else is new?] &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt; kirb* &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kirbles:18296</id>
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    <title>i'm such a bum</title>
    <published>2004-08-09T03:07:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-12T21:51:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>there's never music playing at kate's</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i haven't posted an actual entry in a while... and i'm not really in the mood to right now, but i'll try. lately, my days have been consumed by work, and it's kind of a drag. i go in around 4, stay 'til like 9 or 10. by then i'm tired and not in the mood to socialize, so... i choose to sit at home by myself. i usually fall asleep just to wake up and do it all over again. the job itself isn't too bad, but the boss is a real ass. the man hawks my every move, and when i slip up... BAM! -&amp;nbsp;i get yelled at, but whatever... i'm tough. anyways... i stopped by greg's grad party last night, kinda awkward, but i dealt with it. he begged me to stick around, but i ditched just so i could come back to katie's and get going on my summer reading. i haven't drank since the night i got thrown in the pool... and i'm starting to&amp;nbsp;think somethings wrong with me. [it's just really not like me to sit at home and not be out doing something&amp;nbsp;every night] once again, i'm stuck in a damn rut or something. hmm... let's see. what else has been going on? umm seth and i have been talking alot more lately. i went out to berea to visit him like... a couple days ago maybe? we watched finding nemo &lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt;... definetly the way to a this girl's heart - haha. welp i gotta wrap up because judy's about to go to bed, and i gotta get on outta here so she can lock up. i'll post again later... once my stupid computer starts working.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;&amp;lt;3 &lt;/font&gt;kirb*&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kirbles:18088</id>
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    <title>kirbles @ 2004-08-08T11:50:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-08T15:59:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-08T15:59:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"don't leave tonight &lt;br /&gt;without saying goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;we'll be home soon.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be thinking of you all the time.&lt;br /&gt;and if you miss me &lt;br /&gt;close your eyes and sing with me.&lt;br /&gt;we can be anything we want together.&lt;br /&gt;everything we ever wanted for each other.&lt;br /&gt;because it's us against the world."&lt;br /&gt;-brandston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i really like those lyrics... so once again, i'm posting for my own sake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 kirb*</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kirbles:17827</id>
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    <title>oh hey i forgot...</title>
    <published>2004-08-07T06:37:39Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-07T06:54:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>you were meant for me - jewel</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;here's the pics from my night at katie's... ;*)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://f2.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/kirb4287/album?.dir=/e805&amp;amp;.src=ph"&gt;http://f2.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/kirb4287/album?.dir=/e805&amp;amp;.src=ph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;night lovies, &lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;&amp;lt;3 &lt;/font&gt;kirb*&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>some more useless knowledge</title>
    <published>2004-08-07T06:19:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-07T06:19:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none - it's silent at kater's</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Seven things you love&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br&gt;- 90's alternative music&lt;br&gt;- coloring&lt;br&gt;- fucking around with people who are a.) drunk b.) high c.) sleeping or d.) all of the above&lt;br&gt;- people who aren't afraid to be different&lt;br&gt;- being barefoot&lt;br&gt;- vacations&lt;br&gt;- jack johnson&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Seven things you hate&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br&gt;- getting a bajillion calls at once&lt;br&gt;- stubbing my toe&lt;br&gt;- being sad&lt;br&gt;- runny noses&lt;br&gt;- when old jeans no longer fit [makes you feel wretched!]&lt;br&gt;-&amp;nbsp;having to go to the bathroom reaaally bad&amp;nbsp;and no one will stop for you&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;- not being able to hang with &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; when i want to&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Seven things in your bedroom&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br&gt;- make up&lt;br&gt;- fashion magazines ... everywhere!&lt;br&gt;- clothes all over the floor&lt;br&gt;- my "couch" - psh kinda.&lt;br&gt;- flip flops in every color&lt;br&gt;- um ... my bed of course&lt;br&gt;- black and white pictures on the wall&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Seven things to do before death&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;br&gt;- live in paris&lt;br&gt;- definetly, meet dave matthews&amp;nbsp;AND oscar de la renta&lt;br&gt;- walk a red carpet&lt;br&gt;- date a boy who plays guitar&lt;br&gt;- have a fashion show&lt;br&gt;- surf in california&lt;br&gt;- design clothes for ashlee simpson&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Seven things you can do&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br&gt;- walk pretty damn good in heels&lt;br&gt;- act like a&amp;nbsp;5 yr. old&lt;br&gt;- make guys fall for me... hard.&lt;br&gt;- be brutally honest&lt;br&gt;- keep secrets &lt;br&gt;- can say i'm overly obsessed with dave matthews&lt;br&gt;- mix beer and weed without puking :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Seven things you can't do&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br&gt;- let myself fall in love with someone&lt;br&gt;- go for a really long time without talking to my mom&lt;br&gt;- be tickled... i freak out.&lt;br&gt;- go a whole day without music&lt;br&gt;- listen to "in&amp;nbsp;the club" in a moving vehicle&lt;br&gt;- wear a brown belt with black shoes&lt;br&gt;- drink a whole case to myself [but me and katie are gonna try it before summer is over]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Seven things that attract the opposite sex&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br&gt;- sense of style&lt;br&gt;- gotta be a hottie&lt;br&gt;- how they smile&lt;br&gt;- sense of humor... that's huge.&lt;br&gt;- knows when to be serious&lt;br&gt;- their type of friends &lt;br&gt;- sports or like being musical&amp;nbsp; [musical in a cool way though]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Top Seven Movies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br&gt;- jerry mguire&lt;br&gt;- the breakfast club&lt;br&gt;- willy wonka and the chocolate factory&lt;br&gt;- finding nemo&lt;br&gt;- now and then&lt;br&gt;- super troopers :D&lt;br&gt;- you've got mail&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Top seven things you say most&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br&gt;- "what the fuck!"&lt;br&gt;- real cool&lt;br&gt;- gay&lt;br&gt;- uh huh&lt;br&gt;- i don't knowww&lt;br&gt;- "are you kidding me?"&lt;br&gt;- "who cares?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>love it &amp;lt;3</title>
    <published>2004-08-05T08:27:53Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-05T08:27:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>times like these - jack johnson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;ok so i'm not really in the mood to post... but here's all the things that i enjoy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;3 kirb*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*my loves are as follows:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt;words - gorgeous, fabulous, extatic, lovely, or glamorous&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;phrases - "what the fuck!", "do you love it?", "i'm&amp;nbsp;a whore for...(blank)", and "that's bitchin'!"&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;rockstars - dave matthews [he is amazing], jack johnson [i love his voice], adam levine [the way he moves is sexy], and john mayer [he's so careless that it's hot]&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;bands - dmb, 311, sublime, third eye blind, and the juliana theory&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;rappers - jada kiss and tupac&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;anything designed by oscar de la renta&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;ashlee simpson and her kick ass show&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;the simple life&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;boys who play guitar&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;coloring books&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;...and crayons to go along with the books. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;diamond earrings&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;crushing on the opposite sex [...and writing their name all over the place]&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;going to shows&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;running about barefoot&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;iced tea with 3 ice cubes&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;reading lyrics and relating to them&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;my memory book&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;toe rings&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;smiling with tommy&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;...(p.s i absolutely fucking ADORE anna)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;football games in the fall&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;claddaugh rings [on the right hand - heart faced out]&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;getting souvineers&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;igniting bonfires&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;listening to cds the whole way through&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;french onion soup&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;going caribou coffee with sean&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;inside jokes&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;the color green&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;inspiration&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;hoodies with last names on the back&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;beds - katie's, sean's, and greg's, but cassie norman's takes it&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;bob marley&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;flip flops in various colors&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;the song glycerine by bush&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;cruise control&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;signing my name&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;rollerblading&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;picking flowers&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;washing my hands&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;yellow skittles&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;movies - jerry mcguire, willy wonka and the chocolate factory, and heartbreakers [go figure]&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;the memory drinking game&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;reading brittany's journal&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;starbursts and mambas&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;how my room is set up&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;ethan when he used to say "no... i ethie"&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;bubble baths&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;clothes from urban outfitters&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;when my mom sings in the car&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;skin lights [shimmery powder stuff]&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;baby's hands&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;going to the zoo&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;...and the duck pond&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;climbing on the rocks at cascade&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;being called PRINCESS&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;black and white pictures&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;wearing the color white&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;black sharpie markers&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;bubblicious bubble gum&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;hearing/telling stories when chugging beers&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;painting my toes&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;hangin' out in kim's room. [it's just so... "kim." i can't explain it]&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;drivin' out to see &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; berea boy&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;tightly rolled blunts [i wish nothing but death to the waterfall]&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;hot pink togas&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;doing cartwheels&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;pajama parties&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;talking to my dad&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;windows media player&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;mocking people/being a smart ass&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;jumping in puddles&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;reading away messages [computer fag - i know]&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;the fact that i'm a senior&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;seeing people i know when i drive&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;pizza hut's pizza&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;cleaning my car&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;staying up reeeal late&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;going to the beach/collecting sea shells&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;swing sets&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;chalking driveways&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;meeting new people&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;being silly/out of control&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;kisses on the forehead&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;high fives and secret hand shakes&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"people watching" anywhere&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;making wishes at 11:11&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;watching fashion shows on tv&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;notes left on my car&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;writing in my "lyric/quote" book&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;getting stuff done after procrastinating for forever&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;deciding what to wear on the first day of school&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;watching fireworks&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;chewing "hoodie strings" and the bottom of pens&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;the library and borders&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;easton mall during christmas time&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;laying on hammocks&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;sneezing&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;finally going to bed after being up alllll day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;
&lt;p&gt;... #100 says it all. night lovies. :*)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>takin' a late night dip</title>
    <published>2004-08-03T20:02:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-03T20:02:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my stupid mouth - john mayer ;D</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;ok i gotta make this quick because i'm tryin' to get ready for john mayer and maroon 5!! &lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt; last night was as crazy as crazy gets man. i started off kinda lame, like not really in the mood to drink, but once i got started i was out of control. i was the true definition of drama queen. i think i started shit with everyone there, but the majority of the shit went down with sean. i got in his face, told him to leave, and then realized there was no way in hell i could let that boy leave. he was in absolutely no condition to drive, and so... i chased him to his car. it was like a screaming/wrestling match and a half. it&amp;nbsp;got a little emotional, but of course that part was completely trashed by dolezal begging for a dime bag. [i still think that's gay as fuck] but anyways... about&amp;nbsp;an hour later,&amp;nbsp;somehow, someway i managed to snag the keys and run like hell. i chucked his keys into the pool... and for some ungodly reason, he dove after. i dragged his gay ass out of the pool, tossed him a towel, and tried to give him a hug... but being the LOVELY friend he his... i recieved not a hug, but a shove instead. stumbling backwards, i tripped over the hose, and fell right on in too.&amp;nbsp;i don't really remember why, but sean got pushed back in,&amp;nbsp;brand new cell and all, and of course, i get blamed. [another cell to pieces]&amp;nbsp;eventually, i was the one left with the job of diving down under to get the keys. i think everything possible that could've happened bad last night... did. while in the process of passing out in my car, dolezal's bitch ass gave the keys back to sean... and he went home. once i realized his car was gone... i drove through the grass, and trucked on over to sean's. being the stupid girl i am, i didn't see his car in the drive [because it was back my the garage] so i drove alllll the way out to kyrie's house, just to like double check or something. i swore up and down that if he was there i was for sure going to slit his tires or something drastic, but what do ya know... he wasn't there. i went back to his house around 7 am , and finally crashed. my life is a soap opera... didn't ya know?&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#33ccff"&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;in case i forgot to mention, i had a real blast anyways. ;D&amp;nbsp; &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&amp;lt;3 &lt;/font&gt;kirb*&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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