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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 17:27:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I just wanna&apos; believe.</title>
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  <description>Wow, I haven&apos;t updated this in forever.  I have a little bit of down time for once so I guess I will take the time.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently working part-time at Goodwill in Newaygo and I LOVE it!  I will have been there for a year at the beginning of November.  The people are great, *most* of the customers are great, and it is a very fair, happy, and balanced work place.  I am really lucky to have found this job for during school, because the past 3 jobs I had stressed me out beyond belief.  Right now I am all about keeping myself stable and relaxed...I really believe that is the key to my success.  I&apos;m also attending Baker College, although I once again changed my major.  I am slowly (sometimes painstakingly) finding my strengths.  I would rather switch my major a million times than get stuck doing something that will make me miserable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still living with Bill.  This Christmas will be our 4th Christmas together, and we have lived in this house for 3 years.  It&apos;s been very rough at times, but we are still fighting the good fight. :)  We have 3 cats and 1 dog, a german shepherd/husky mix named Cosmo.  I have had him for about a month, and he is my shadow.  He&apos;s the most perfect dog I have ever owned, our personalities match really well.  He is also the smartest dog I have ever owned, sometimes too smart for his own good...but he learns so quickly that I am not worried.  The only downfall about Cosmo is that he&apos;s very insecure around new people.  We bought him in Wisconsin, and he had been shipped from Texas to an animal shelter in Wisconsin, to a non-kill shelter where I got him from...and he was only 5 months old.  BUT on a positive note, he has made leaps and bounds since he&apos;s came here.  I am the only person he has never acted afraid of, I think it&apos;s because he knows he&apos;s mine.  Anyway, can you tell that I love my puppy?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past 2 years I have dealt with depression and anxiety--I took medication and went to counseling for 6 months about a year ago and when I felt like I didn&apos;t need it anymore I just quit.  That probably doesn&apos;t sound like the best decision, but it was what I needed.  Since then, I have felt much stronger and in control of my emotions, and I refuse to let myself lose sight of that again.  I don&apos;t feel so lost anymore.  I think what happened is that I spent so much of my life forcing myself to be strong, forcing myself to not care about things that I had every right to care about.  Then all of a sudden it hit me like a tidal wave and everything I tried not to care about came rushing to the surface.  I&apos;ve confronted a majority of my demons since then, and I truly believe that now I am much stronger than I ever was before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get ready for work!  I hope that everyone is well.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Apr 2009 17:16:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I remember first hearing this song in 6th grade.</title>
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  <description>If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be&lt;br /&gt;it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by&lt;br /&gt;scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable&lt;br /&gt;than my own meandering&lt;br /&gt;experience…I will dispense this advice now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not&lt;br /&gt;understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.&lt;br /&gt;But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and&lt;br /&gt;recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before&lt;br /&gt;you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you&lt;br /&gt;imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as&lt;br /&gt;effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing&lt;br /&gt;bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that&lt;br /&gt;never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm&lt;br /&gt;on some idle Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do one thing everyday that scares you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with&lt;br /&gt;people who are reckless with yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes&lt;br /&gt;you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with&lt;br /&gt;yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you&lt;br /&gt;succeed in doing this, tell me how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your&lt;br /&gt;life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they&lt;br /&gt;wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year&lt;br /&gt;olds I know still don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get plenty of calcium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe&lt;br /&gt;you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky&lt;br /&gt;chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t&lt;br /&gt;congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your&lt;br /&gt;choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body,&lt;br /&gt;use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people&lt;br /&gt;think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever&lt;br /&gt;own..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for&lt;br /&gt;good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the&lt;br /&gt;people most likely to stick with you in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you&lt;br /&gt;should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and&lt;br /&gt;lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you&lt;br /&gt;knew when you were young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live&lt;br /&gt;in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will&lt;br /&gt;philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize&lt;br /&gt;that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were&lt;br /&gt;noble and children respected their elders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respect your elders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,&lt;br /&gt;maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one&lt;br /&gt;might run out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you&apos;re 40, it will&lt;br /&gt;look 85.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who&lt;br /&gt;supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of&lt;br /&gt;fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the&lt;br /&gt;ugly parts and recycling it for more than&lt;br /&gt;it’s worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But trust me on the sunscreen…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everybody&apos;s Free (to wear sunscreen)--Baz Luhrmann&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2009 01:21:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Beauty.</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/1003/dreamweaver5002/?action=view&amp;amp;current=spring2009035.jpg&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/dreamweaver5002/spring2009035.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/1003/dreamweaver5002/?action=view&amp;amp;current=spring2009038.jpg&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/dreamweaver5002/spring2009038.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;my new tattoo. &amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;aaand my other tattoos--&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/1003/dreamweaver5002/?action=view&amp;amp;current=myfoot.jpg&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/dreamweaver5002/myfoot.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/1003/dreamweaver5002/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1560.jpg&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/dreamweaver5002/IMG_1560.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;new tattoo&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 05 Dec 2008 17:07:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Shiver</title>
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  <description>I haven&apos;t posted in this thing in forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also haven&apos;t been sick in forever, and that&apos;s what I am right now.  Oh what a feeling.  I&apos;m not sure if I&apos;ve ever had what you&apos;d classify as &apos;the flu&apos;, but I definitely have it right now.  All I&apos;ve eaten in over 24 hours is blue jello and some applesauce.  I&apos;ve had a fever and chills and other unmentionable things.  Ugh.  Make it go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more positive note, I have all A&apos;s in school for the first time since high school.  I&apos;m going for Medical Assisting at the moment, hopefully I can stick with it.  I also have a part time job at Goodwill that I love.  (Although I did call in today, I&apos;m pretty sure if I went like this I&apos;d have a melt down).  The ladies I work with are all really nice and personable.  They&apos;re all quite a bit older than me but I don&apos;t usually get along with girls my age so maybe that&apos;s why it works.  I&apos;m definitely the youngest person that works there, haha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world works in funny ways.  Sometimes dreams, songs, and black dogs are what it takes to notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So I look in your direction&lt;br /&gt;But you pay me no attention, do you?&lt;br /&gt;I know you don&apos;t listen to me&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cos you say you see straight through me, don&apos;t you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on and on&lt;br /&gt;From the moment I wake, to the moment I sleep&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be there by your side; just you try and stop me&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be waiting in line, just to see if you care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh…&lt;br /&gt;Did you want me to change?&lt;br /&gt;Well I&apos;d change for good&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know that you&apos;ll always get your way&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t you shiver&lt;br /&gt;Shiver&lt;br /&gt;Sing it loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll always be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you know how much I need you&lt;br /&gt;But you never even see me, do you?&lt;br /&gt;And is this my final chance of getting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on and on&lt;br /&gt;From the moment I wake, to the moment I sleep&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be there by your side; just you try and stop me&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be waiting in line, just to see if you care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh…&lt;br /&gt;Did you want me to change?&lt;br /&gt;Well I&apos;d change for good&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know that you&apos;ll always get your way&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t you shiver&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t you shiver&lt;br /&gt;Sing it loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll always be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I&apos;ll always be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I&apos;ll always be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I&apos;ll always be waiting for you, for you&lt;br /&gt;I will always be waiting…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it&apos;s you I see but you don&apos;t see me&lt;br /&gt;And it&apos;s you I hear so loud and so clear&lt;br /&gt;I sing it loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ll always be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I look in your direction&lt;br /&gt;But you pay me no attention&lt;br /&gt;And you know how much I need you&lt;br /&gt;But you never even see me&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 Aug 2008 20:37:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I don&apos;t know what to do anymore.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Oct 2007 00:25:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Aug 2007 02:23:50 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt; THE GUY ACCEPTED THE OFFER FOR THE HOUSE!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We move in sometime in the next 2-4 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;...it&apos;s like a dream.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Aug 2007 14:36:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Life is crazy but oh so wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I am living with Bill in an apartment above his parent&apos;s house.  There are 2 bedrooms, a kitchen, dining room, living room, and bathroom.  It&apos;s nice--kind of cluttered at the moment, but nice.  I definitely can&apos;t complain too much.  BUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, his parents suggested they put a very large down payment on a house for us and then we could pay the house payments...we&apos;d have our own house!  So turns out the gorgeous house across the street from where we live now is for sale, and it&apos;s very, very likely that by the end of this month Bill and I will be moving into our very own house.  We toured it yesterday and it&apos;s pretty much perfect.  There&apos;s a big fenced in backyard for our dogs, a huge backyard deck, a brand new 2 car garage, gorgeous kitchen with all the appliances, separate laundry room, master bedroom with its own bathroom plus another bathroom downstairs, and 3 more bedrooms upstairs!  Plus there is another small room that goes downstairs connected to the garage that the guy that lived there before had planned on making into a weight room, I&apos;m not sure what we&apos;d use it for but we&apos;ll figure it out.  Ohmygosh, I am so excited.  Hopefully we are talking to the finance lady on Monday to get everything moving.  Here&apos;s a few pictures that I found on the website...obviously the furniture and stuff isn&apos;t there, lol, but all the appliances in the kitchen are and a washer and dryer and air conditioning!  It also has a crazy Michigan cellar, it&apos;s all stone and dark and cold but it&apos;s very clean...everything about the house is very clean!  A pastor owned it before and I guess he was very meticulate about everything.  Gosh, if this all happens I won&apos;t know how to thank Bill&apos;s parents enough...they are way too good to us.  The other thing is, since it&apos;s right across the street from them, they can help us out and we can help them out.  And reality begins to set in...isn&apos;t it amazing?!  I shouldn&apos;t be getting my hopes up too high because it isn&apos;t finalized yet, but we will see.  If this entry gets deleted sometime in the near future it&apos;s because we didn&apos;t get the house, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/dreamweaver5002/G558474_1000-1.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/dreamweaver5002/G558474_1008.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back porch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/dreamweaver5002/G558474_1007.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main entryway, this is when you first walk in the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/dreamweaver5002/G558474_1006.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master bathroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/dreamweaver5002/G558474_1004.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/dreamweaver5002/G558474_1002.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/dreamweaver5002/G558474_1005.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master bedroom, although I think one of the upstairs rooms may be bigger...I like the room with the nice bathroom. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/dreamweaver5002/G558474_1001.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View of the house from the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides all of this, I am currently working at the Fremont Chamber of Commerce.  I love it.  I work Monday, Wednesday, and Friday and school is on Tuesday and Thursday.  At work I send out bills, do little creative projects for them, and file stuff.  Mostly though I get my own computer and can listen to music and mess around on Myspace.  It&apos;s such a fun job, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first year not showing a horse at the fair...or at all.  Kinda&apos; sad, but the way things went this summer just didn&apos;t allow me to show my horse.  I checked out the fair, they seemed to be having fun...definitely not as many people were there but oh well.  I missed the demolition derby too, blegh!  I also missed getting to watch horse stuff with Liz.  Liz, where are you?!  We need to talk, biatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, right now I am relaxing before I take a shower and go visit my grandparents.  Bill is at work until 4ish, I don&apos;t really have much to do until then.  I hope all is going well for everyone...I never see anyone anymore.  That should change!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2007 04:33:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Happy.</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s been a while since I&apos;ve posted one of these so I thought I&apos;d give it a go.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so happy.  Bill is probably one of the best things that has ever happened to me.  I never thought I&apos;d be able to have feelings for someone like I do for him--it&apos;s beautiful.  I love him so unbelievably much...I see many great things in store for us.  I&apos;ve never had such a healthy relationship with someone...no complaints.  He&apos;s wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/dreamweaver5002/bill.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another happy thing--Katey and I got an apartment.  It&apos;s really nice.  Not too expensive, we both have nice sized rooms, it&apos;s really clean, and we have a kitten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/dreamweaver5002/IMG_2389.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Everything is going well so far.  Scott&apos;s new apartment is right across the street so that&apos;s sweet.  If anyone wants to get together, get ahold of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m still on the search for another job, but I have an interview for a 30-50 hour per week one on Monday so hopefully it works out.  If not, I have an interview for a paid internship at the Chamber of Commerce in Newaygo being a secretary for the city police.  We&apos;ll see what happens.  I&apos;m currently still working at the Prosecuting Attorney&apos;s office but I would like to transfer somewhere with more hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that&apos;s about it. I&apos;m in love, I&apos;m happy with my new apartment, and the search for a decent job should be over soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 May 2007 15:12:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It&apos;s been a while.</title>
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  <description>Bill and I are pretty much officially together now.  He makes me so happy.  We&apos;re in Grand Rapids right now and he&apos;s taking me out to lunch, then we&apos;re gonna&apos; go to the mall so he can get some stuff, then to a movie, then to dinner.  Wow, I&apos;m spoiled...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished another semester of school, sooo thankful to be done.  Looking for a full time job, if anyone knows of anything, let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m living with my grandma right now if anyone was wondering, I&apos;m a lot happier there than at my mom&apos;s but what do you expect?  I need a full time job so I can get out on my own again.  I&apos;m hoping to find something this month and have my own apartment within the next two months.  Ambitious, I can do it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m currently working in the Newaygo County Prosecuting Attorney&apos;s office, it&apos;s very interesting and I like it but I don&apos;t work enough hours to pay rent anywhere.  The experience is worthwhile, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope all is well with everyone.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Jan 2007 04:33:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>School starts back up again tomorrow.  I&apos;m not excited at all.  Well, except maybe for the self defense class just because I think it might be fun.  Driving to school tomorrow will not be fun, though, seeing as how we have all kinds of winter storm warnings.  I was hoping it stayed un-winter like until spring came, heh.  I&apos;m just not that lucky I guess.  I&apos;ll be stuck in GR from 7:45 AM to 4:45 PM every Monday and Wednesday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, some of you may wonder what I&apos;ve been doing lately.  I&apos;ve pretty much just been hanging out with Bill in the evenings and then usually Jim and Roy or Katey and Trent during the days.  I got a job at Wendy&apos;s which I already had orientation for and I start on Tuesday, and I will also soon be working at the District courthouse in White Cloud.  I&apos;m not sure if I can handle working two jobs and going to school, so if it doesn&apos;t work out I will definitely be quitting Wendy&apos;s.  It&apos;s gonna&apos; suck anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My doggy is doing good, for those of you that don&apos;t know I bought a purebred siberian husky and I am pretty much in love with him--he&apos;s my baby.  His name is Bandit, he&apos;s black and white with bright blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse how boring this is but I just got really tired and sleep is definitely what I&apos;m about to do.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Nov 2006 18:33:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>You sit there in your heartache&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on some beautiful boy&lt;br /&gt;To to save your from your old ways&lt;br /&gt;You play forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Watch it now- here he comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn&apos;t look a thing like Jesus&lt;br /&gt;But he talks like a gentlemen&lt;br /&gt;Like you imagined when you were young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we climb this mountain&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know&lt;br /&gt;Higher now than ever before&lt;br /&gt;I know we can make it if we take it slow&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s take it easy&lt;br /&gt;Easy now, watch it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re burning down the highway skyline&lt;br /&gt;On the back of a hurricane that started turning&lt;br /&gt;When you were young&lt;br /&gt;When you were young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes you close your eyes and see the place where you Used to live&lt;br /&gt;When you were young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say the devil&apos;s water, it ain&apos;t so sweet&lt;br /&gt;You don&apos;t have to drink right now&lt;br /&gt;But you can dip your feet&lt;br /&gt;Every once in a little while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sit there in your heartache&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on some beautiful boy&lt;br /&gt;To save you from your old ways&lt;br /&gt;You play forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Watch it now here he comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn&apos;t look a thing like Jesus&lt;br /&gt;But he talks like a gentlemen&lt;br /&gt;Like you imagined when you were young&lt;br /&gt;When you were young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said he doesn&apos;t look a thing like Jesus&lt;br /&gt;He doesn&apos;t look a thing like Jesus&lt;br /&gt;But more than you&apos;ll ever know</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 18 Nov 2006 20:25:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So...Heather and I pierced my nose yesterday.  see picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/dreamweaver5002/100_2097.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it.  It hurt a LOT though, worse than my tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;Last night was CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;There&apos;s always something more you wish he&apos;d say...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so glad I read Liz&apos;s away message.  It fits me perfect right now, haha.&lt;br /&gt;November 27=interview at Michigan Works.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m applying at this placed called HGA Services on Monday that is looking for people to work in a group home with mentally disabled people.  Said you only need a high school diploma and they do paid training so...that&apos;d be cool if that went through.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, I applied at Wal-Mart and if all else fails I&apos;m not afraid to work at Burger King.  Yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m taking next semester off of school to work full time and save up some money.  I&apos;m sooo poor right now.&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s all for a while.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 05 Nov 2006 09:58:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>She&apos;s unstoppable, unpredictable...</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Nov 2006 16:46:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>There&apos;s always something about this time of year...</title>
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  <description>My birthday was Saturday.  Friday night, Saturday morning, and Saturday night were all pretty crazy.  Not gonna&apos; go into details, but just trust me.  It was crazy.  Anyway, so I&apos;m 19 now.  Who wants to go to Canada?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh...I still live downtown with Heather, Mike, Trent, and Jeremy.  I still like it, but Heather and I are continuously looking for our own place.  Money is always tight, so it&apos;s hard.  We&apos;ll figure something out, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Halloween...I looooove Halloween.  11 of us went out and played hide and seek in the corn field and it was a lot of fun.  During the earlier hours Mike let us parade him around in a prom dress...I sat in Vince&apos;s grass with my devil horns on and watched him give little kid&apos;s candy and Katey make a sad attempt at skateboarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been having a lot of really nostalgic, painful dreams lately...mostly relating to Brad.  I don&apos;t know why all of a sudden, it&apos;s been almost a year since I&apos;ve talked to him and I&apos;ve been doing really well.  Who knows...probably just that time of year.  &quot;I remember November&quot;...Emerson Drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I&apos;m not online much anymore I have a hard time getting online and staying online...I get bored really quickly.  Soo yeah I don&apos;t really have anything to say.  Oh, I don&apos;t have a cell phone anymore.  If you want to talk to me you&apos;re gonna&apos; have to...come to my house.  Or email me.  Or something, because the only person that lives with me that has a phone has a prepaid phone so the only time I really have a phone is when Katey or David is at the house.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Oct 2006 16:56:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I light your cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;I bring you apples from the vine&lt;br /&gt;How quickly you forget&lt;br /&gt;I run the bath and pour the wine&lt;br /&gt;I bring you everything that floats into your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you don&apos;t bring me anything but down&lt;br /&gt;You don&apos;t bring me anything but down&lt;br /&gt;You don&apos;t bring me anything but down&lt;br /&gt;When you come &apos;round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a raging sea&lt;br /&gt;I pull myself out everyday&lt;br /&gt;I plea insanity&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can&apos;t leave but I can&apos;t stay&lt;br /&gt;You say, won&apos;t you come find me and yes is what I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don&apos;t bring me anything but down&lt;br /&gt;You don&apos;t bring me anything but down&lt;br /&gt;Everything is crashing to the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I&apos;m not your perfect kind&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I&apos;m not what you had in mind&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we&apos;re just killing time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You with your silky words&lt;br /&gt;And your eyes of green and blue&lt;br /&gt;You with your steel beliefs&lt;br /&gt;That don&apos;t match anything you do&lt;br /&gt;It was so much easier before you became you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don&apos;t bring me anything but down&lt;br /&gt;You don&apos;t bring me anything but down&lt;br /&gt;Everything just crashes to the ground&lt;br /&gt;When you come around&lt;br /&gt;When you come around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more playing seek and hide&lt;br /&gt;No more long and wasted nights&lt;br /&gt;Can&apos;t you make it easy on yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you wish you were strong&lt;br /&gt;You wish you were never wrong&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got some wishes of my own</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 Oct 2006 17:18:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Between two fingers I hold the key to relieving my frustrations&lt;br /&gt;Light it up, breathe in the poison, hold and exhale&lt;br /&gt;Lingering smoke&lt;br /&gt;It twists up and around, graceful, delicate-smoke&lt;br /&gt;My eyes follow its path, my eyes burn&lt;br /&gt;A single tear rolls down my cheek&lt;br /&gt;Pain or pleasure?&lt;br /&gt;Both&lt;br /&gt;Like a razor to the wrist, nicotine is to the lungs&lt;br /&gt;Seeing blood trickling down my arm never hurt&lt;br /&gt;Inhaling toxins into my lungs doesn&apos;t either&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is relaxation&lt;br /&gt;Those little annoyances vanish for a few minutes&lt;br /&gt;A slow motion suicide...&lt;br /&gt;Razor to the wrist, not depp at first but gradually&lt;br /&gt;i  n  c  r  e  a  s  i  n  g&lt;br /&gt;Cigarette to the lungs, gray at first but gradually &lt;br /&gt;b  l  a  c  k  e  n  i  n  g&lt;br /&gt;Death from cutting&lt;br /&gt;Death from inhaling&lt;br /&gt;We make the decision&lt;br /&gt;Between two fingers I hold the key to relieving my frustrations</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Oct 2006 15:28:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>231 225 8859 = my new Nextel phone.  calll meeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 101% on my Intro to Corrections exam.  Highest in the class...bow down, bitches.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a lot of fun.  Every day is fun.  I am happy.  I don&apos;t know what&apos;s going on right now, but I&apos;m happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, I never knew that laying in bed slightly intoxicated with a giant that has girly soft skin would be so much fun.  Crazy crazy crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Heatherrrrr and KTTTTT and Valllll.  They are my lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to miss Keon.  Listening to him play guitar last night made me really sad.  Stupid bitch, moving to Detroit and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 3 minutes until class starts.  Hooray for Criminology...I find out what I got on this exam.  Pretty sure I did good.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Oct 2006 18:50:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Wow, it&apos;s been a while.  The past few days I&apos;ve been typing a little bit about what goes on, so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 1st--&lt;br /&gt;So..a  lot has happened the past few days, which explains why I haven&apos;t been online much.  I moved out of my house.  I&apos;m now renting a room in downtown Newaygo at the Texan&apos;s house.  Heather moved in too, and we are roommates.  It&apos;s awesome, I love Heather.  She completes me, hehe.  At first we didn&apos;t have much of a room but then Baller moved his bed upstairs so we got his room.  I love it here.  I always loved being here before anyway--I practically lived here--b ut now I actually DO live here and it&apos;s been a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my wisdom teeth taken out on Wednesday, it wasn&apos;t bad at all.  The worst part was getting the anesthetic shots.  When I was done getting the teeth removed I walked out to Val, Mike, and Kaylee waiting for me and all I could get out through the gauze was &quot;let&apos;s get the hell out of here&quot;.  It was quite amusing.  I thought I&apos;d be all effed up for a few day so I was scared when we got home, but I just took a vicodin, took an hour nap, got up and I felt fine.  I iced my face for a little while and then that night, less than 5 hours later I was up cooking dinner for the boys and cleaning.  I&apos;ve felt fine ever since, a little bit of pain but not bad.  I ate normal food the day after getting them removed, lol.  I&apos;m a bad ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm…what else.  Haven&apos;t been working a lot, though I did work today and I work Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Sunday.  School on Tuesday and Thursday.  School has been alright, I&apos;m extremely sick of it but whatever.  Gotta&apos; just get it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m pretty sure I have a lot more to say but I&apos;m at a loss for words to describe how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway…everything above this is from October 1st and today is October 3rd.  I&apos;m at GRCC right now, I just finished my Intro to Corrections exam and I am 100% sure that I got at least a B.  Hooray.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that earlier I wrote about how much I love living with Heather, Jeremy, Mike, and Trent but seriously, I can&apos;t even begin to emphasize how much I love it, haha.  I only had planned on staying there long enough until I could get my own place but I am contemplating just staying there anyway.  I am constantly smiling or laughing about something and it&apos;s nice to feel so happy all the time with a group of people.  Aww, I love my roommates.  Soon we&apos;re going to go on a &apos;roommate only&apos; adventure and it&apos;s gonna&apos; be sweet.  Heather, Mike, and I talked about it…we&apos;re considering bowling or something, haha.  Oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night at work was the most fun I think I&apos;ve ever had there.  Long story short, the power went out, I danced a lot, I got called the most beautiful girl in the world and I got proposed to, I drew pictures and got to hang out with my buddy Jon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is obviously October 5th and everything is still peachy keen.  I&apos;m not online much as you can see...so, call me.  616 780 7113.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 24 Sep 2006 00:58:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>New tattoo, new nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/dreamweaver5002/IMG_1560.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/dreamweaver5002/IMG_1562.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 23 Sep 2006 06:22:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m so tired, but I can&apos;t sleep. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m pretty sick right now.  Sore throat, stuffy nose/sneezing, headache, fever, the works.  As a matter of fact, I just took my temperature and it&apos;s at 101 something.  I feel like hell.  It&apos;s probably a good thing that I drove my ass home from downtown because I&apos;m going to end up infecting the whole damn Newaygo population...considering they don&apos;t care if I&apos;m sick at work and everyone goes to Plumb&apos;s.  Downtown, Sandi was already sick, Heather is now getting a sore throat, and Jeremy is sick.  Oh, Texas Mike was sick too.  Blah.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much happier note, I got my tattoo done today.  I really like it.  I&apos;ll post pictures eventually when I find my USB cord for my camera and find some batteries.  It&apos;s on the back of my shoulder--Carpe Diem with a pink star that swirls with purple, pink, and white around the words.  Ben did a really good job.  The money was well spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should be sleeping right now but it&apos;s just not happening.  When I lay down I can&apos;t breathe and my stomach hurts worse.  I haven&apos;t been sick in soo long...this is kicking my ass.  Good thing I have tomorrow off work.  After Sunday I have all next week off...I requested Wednesday-Sunday off because I get my wisdom teeth removed, and they didn&apos;t give me hours on Monday or Tuesday.  Oh well.  Don&apos;t care.  Well, I don&apos;t care YET anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that I love my tattoo?</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Sep 2006 08:29:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>written while at college today...</title>
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  <description>I love all my classes except First Aid/CPR.  I want to drop it and I just may end up doing that.  Who knows though, I&apos;m so indecisive lately.  I like it here besides the congested hallways in the early afternoon.  I get a little panicky walking through them, but I&apos;m sure I&apos;ll get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love just about everyone downtown.  I miss Sandi, she hasn&apos;t talked to me in a while and it makes me sad.  We need to do something fun soon, considering I have all this weekend off of work also.  Hooray for time off work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish some people would just grow up.  Stealing is a very juvenile thing and I refuse to have any part in it nor will I be friends with people who make it a part of their daily life.  Or, actually, not even so much that...but when it affects MY life.  All I know is that all this shit better not effect my friendships with other people.  I know that my brother doesn&apos;t give a fuck about me but Sandi and Heather are my friends too and I think it&apos;s bullshit that he has any right to call me &apos;fake&apos; because I think he stole from my mom.  I don&apos;t know how it makes me fake that I thought he was a cool guy and now I don&apos;t and I told him so?  Am I supposed to pretend I like him?  Hell no.  He tried bringing up the Tara situation but I didn&apos;t like her because of the fact that I was standing up for his stupid ass and because of the Trent thing.  Now, I really don&apos;t care and I don&apos;t have a problem with her because quite frankly I trust her more than I trust him.  (Which is little to none.)  Whatever.  I&apos;d like to be friends with people who actually mean what they say.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m happy, nonetheless.  School is going to go well I think, and my friends are still sweet.  Commuting isn&apos;t so bad, I&apos;m not even that tired after waking up at 5 AM.  The ride doesn&apos;t seem that long...winter might be a little hard but I think it&apos;ll be okay.  Plumb&apos;s isn&apos;t too bad either, my back is always sore but when I get to work with cool people it kinda&apos; goes to the back of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh...since the internet here won’t let me update any blogs, I’m typing more on Word a few hours later.  I’m really tired now…oh well.  I still plan on having fun tonight.  I dropped First Aid, now I just need to wait for Katey to get out of class so we can go back to Newaygo.  I’m thinking about going to the GVSU football game on Saturday, who knows though.  It’d be fun to get to see all the marching band kids and hang out with them.  I was looking through pictures of them at band camp and it made me miss band immensely.  Maybe I’ll go back to GVSU next year.  Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have like an hour until Katey gets out of class and I am sitting in this chair pretty  much falling asleep.  I am seriously contemplating buying food just because I need to do something to occupy my time and the internet is down…blah.  I tried falling asleep but every time I close my eyes hearing all the people talking around me freaks me out…ha</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Sep 2006 09:34:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Day one of classes at GRCC starts today.  I have to get up at 5 AM every Tuesday and Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the fun begin!</description>
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