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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Sep 2005 02:16:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the college days</title>
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  <description>I haven&apos;t updated for a bit, so I thought it was time to do so. I am enjoying college,I had so many doubts in the beginning, but I love the campus and the classes.  Between field hockey practices and rush week, there hasn&apos;t been any time at all to even take a nap... and i love my nap times. Our field hockey team is going to Virginia this year for a tournament so I don&apos;t get to come home for Fall Break, which is disappointing. And I have also learned that soccer boys here are doo heads, with a few exceptions. I miss you guys, only 2 more months- hopefully it will go by fast.Until now... hasta luego. And I might get to go to Spain for 4 weeks for May Term... I just have to learn more spanish so I don&apos;t look like a fool.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 21 Aug 2005 06:13:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Longest Summer of my Life</title>
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  <description>Me and Cleo are lonely, we are laying on my bed typing this. Kylie has been back in the hospital, and I had to say goodbye to my best friend. Today me and Sufjan mowed the lawn... but then we ran out of gas, so we abandoned our mower and went for a run instead. Summer...you were not very good to me this year-  it is time for you to go... unless you bring back my friends... then you can stay.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 13 Aug 2005 06:02:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>goodbye, goodbye.... hello median</title>
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  <description>i hate saying goodbye... so i will only say HELLLLO.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Aug 2005 05:51:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Lately people have been asking me what i want to be when i grow up... and i am not really sure. When i was little i wanted to be the person who drove the luggage cart through the airport and got to beep their horn at people... that wouldn&apos;t be bad.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 06 Aug 2005 05:25:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i&apos;m going to college.... oh no... i&apos;m going to college</title>
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  <description>I don&apos;t think of myself as a college person, first of all... i don&apos;t look like one. Second of all... i haven&apos;t thought of a second reason yet, but i&apos;ll let you know when i do. I&apos;m really doubting myself now though, i keep thinking whether or not i made the right choice about Transy. And then i look at the people there, and there are some pretty girls,this is bad. Next time i&apos;m going to make sure to go to an ugly grad school so i won&apos;t have to worry about the boys liking them.&lt;br /&gt;I just ate this rice so fast, and now i&apos;m not feeling so well, sasha said it looked like alot of rice, but i didn&apos;t believe her until it was all gone in my stomach. I haven&apos;t fallen asleep at a normal hour in 3 weeks. First there was Harry Potter, and now that me and Kylie have discovered that Fresh Prince of BelAir is on until 3 in the morning, there is no need to ever go asleep. We were outside tonight on the glider and i got a mosquito bite on my pinky... and that is an important finger. Good night, i&apos;m sleep deprived.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Jul 2005 05:28:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Doncha wish your girlfriend was raw like me... lovely lyrics indeed</title>
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  <description>I woke up with poison ivy this morning... and i have no idea how that even happened. My sisters took me out for sushi and rice tongiht, and then we took cake to my little sister at the hospital so she could celebrate with us. My sister got me a new bike because mine wobbles, now i just need to find someone with a big truck to take me down to cherokee so i can show off my pimpin&apos; ride to all the passer-bys.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Jul 2005 00:47:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Too much thinking time</title>
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  <description>I sometimes wish I could just jump forth to the future, and already be in college and settled in... mostly just to escape everything here in front of me. I&apos;ve had almost 2 months to think, and the anticipation to discover what is out there is slowly taunting me. At home, my fears have augmented to proportions that have left me somewhat paralyzed and I don&apos;t feel like doing anything anymore. My younger sister goes into the hospital monday morning for brain surgery, it won&apos;t be the cure to everything, but hopefully it will put her on a path to a more normal life without the fears of constant seizures.&lt;br /&gt; I can tell she is scared, but I am helpless in everything. My words aren&apos;t able to console her anxieties, and if I were able to, I would switch places with her in  a heart beat. She  never desevered this to happen to her, and she is more deserving to live a normal healthy life than I am, she has more to offer the world, and instead she was the one chosen. I never really speak about the illness because I try to forget that it&apos;s there to make it easier for us to go on, but it&apos;s always on my mind, and it&apos;s always been a fear.&lt;br /&gt; I feel guilty doing much of anything knowing she will be in the hospital for the next month, so I keep busy either babysitting, running, or just spending time here. I keep rewriting my list of things to buy for college hoping it will bring it closer to me, but it doesn&apos;t, it only makes it seem further away. I want so badly to discover what is out there, maybe to make an impact in someway, maybe to find a true place.I have these sad ideas of &quot;love at first sight&quot; and movie ideas of meeting someone there at college. Everyone tells me i&apos;m not realistic,and that it would be a mistake to go into college with these false ideals, but I think my romantic hopes keep me going, keep me wishing. Hopefully there will be a tall handsome senior boy in my Spanish class or something close to that who will accept me and all of my quirks. These ideas keep me going, knowing that no matter what my life is at this moment, there are the possibilties to learn and gain so much more. I wish Sasha weren&apos;t away right now, I wish I had Katie back, ,I wish I hadn&apos;t lost touch with everyone in my past, because in truth, I&apos;ve never been more afraid.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jul 2005 20:39:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dr. Octaviusmoellerkiller</title>
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  <description>The dentist office only brings me pain and sorrows. If you are going into the field of dentistry I don&apos;t think we can be friends anymore, nothing personal, it&apos;s just that i have a fear of people with drills and scrapers. My right cheek is numb, and the people at the ice cream store couldn&apos;t understand what i was asking for, i tried my best to move my tognue, but it is numb too. All i wanted was a strawberry milkshake... to bring all the boys to the yard.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Jun 2005 01:50:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>adios tostitos</title>
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  <description>Take me down to the paradise city, where the beaches are clean (not really), and the people are pretty(hopefully)... when i get back someone out there better have a huge fourth of july festival or i will be a very sad girl.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Jun 2005 04:08:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Cowbells</title>
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  <description>I went out into the wilderness today, and I set out in search of a lawn chair in my backyard and in no time i was asleep. Now I look like a person who put horrendous rose colored blush on one side of her face. It&apos;s really unfortunate, i look like a complete goofball.I wish the sunburn was evenly distributed a bit more on both cheeks. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve also made friends with everyone at my dad&apos;s work... they are all older, but old people have the best stories to tell. I also provided them entertainment as i almost broke the binding machine, it&apos;s okay, they helped me put it back together. We then convinced my dad to have a party for them, so something good came out of the experience. &lt;br /&gt;Then it was time for the college physical, and my doctor gave me a lecture on the importance of wearing a helmet if ever I were to ride a bike at school, she didn&apos;t even bother advising me about protection or alcohol, isn&apos;t she worried about me doing things?????? I was about to ask her about it, but then i thought she would assume i was permiscuous, so i just shook my head in agreement to the helmet. I said my good bye to Sasha tonight, i was about to hide in her luggage as she embraces on her four week journey to Smart Jewish/ Russian Camp, but then i would have felt a bit out of place, so i refrained from doing so. Okay, time to get ready for bed... i have half the face to burn tomorrow... night- night.</description>
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  <lj:music>Such Great Heights- Iron and Wine</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Jun 2005 05:15:49 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Katie is finally home! But she forgot to bring back the special present for me... that doo head.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Jun 2005 06:21:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HELLLLLO EVERYBODY!</title>
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  <description>Okay dokay, this is my first official real post...  i wanted to make it before we all left so that i could still keep in touch with all of you. This summer has been a bit stinky at times, but then again I&apos;m used to having something to do each day, last summer i was away for a month and a half and then there was field hockey... now its just me and my bed. Ummm... so far i have been swimming, seen many movies at the theatre, played numerous games of power rangers, made friends with everyone at Panera due to my frequent visits, made friends with nobody at orientaion because i was in a rush to come back home, and then a whole bunch of other things to occupy our time. I know i haven&apos;t talked to most of you, but thats just because i don&apos;t call people... i&apos;m afraid they will see my name and not answer it... so sasha does the calling and the planning...so it doesn&apos;t mean i am avoiding anyone... it just means i&apos;m i scared doo head. Thats all for now- but don&apos;t worry there are things to look forward to...1. Batman comes out(IMAX theatre... i will be there in my cape) 2. vacation to Flordia in 2 weeks (you can all be excited for me) 3. Say goodbye to sasha for an entire month while she trades me in for a russian camp... and then danni leaves for 3 weeks in july... apparently they don&apos;t mind leaving me here... i see how it is--- so on that note--- my name is alex, soon i won&apos;t have any friends because they will abandon me in a couple of weeks, i like to take long walks on the beach and enjoy making peanut butter and jelly sandwhichs and eating the crust off first--- you can adopt me at any time... thank you . Good night good night, i&apos;m going to try to wake up early tomorrow- noon sounds good to me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 Jun 2005 04:36:11 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i did it!! I made my own!</description>
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