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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2009 01:02:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i&apos;m amazed...</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m amazed at the fact that I really don&apos;t have much to write today. Usually I have long paragraphs about my life. Today, nothing of interest really happened. I fell asleep in history class, just like I did last year. It&apos;s not my fault. He had to show some boring movie about Ronald Reagan and I was tired. At least he woke me up so I wasn&apos;t late for my next class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend is throwing a surprise party for the boy I like and apparently I&apos;m invited. I don&apos;t even know if he likes me anymore. He is just the king of mixed signals. I wish I could just read his mind. Well, only what he thinks about me. Honestly, there are some things that I don&apos;t wanna know that he&apos;s thinking about. Anyway, if I am invited, do I get a gift? Do I just show up? And I&apos;ll probably only know, like, three people there. That will be a bit awkward, but whatever. I guess other than that I&apos;m pretty excited(: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched a Viva La Bam marathon. How the hell do they get away with all the dumb shit they do? It&apos;s so insane. I can&apos;t even wrap my mind around it. They have so much money that they can wreck and ruin whatever they want. They got themselves a pirate ship for christ&apos;s sake. It was the craziest and funniest thing I&apos;ve ever seen. Is it weird that I kid I like loves that show? I just thought about that. He has Vito as his AIM icon. hahahaha. And his screenname has &amp;nbsp;Bam Margera&apos;s name in it. ahahaha. Random, but I guess if he ever decides to talk to me again then I can talk to him about the show.(: ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that&apos;s my exciting day for you. Nothing really new, but I&apos;ll keep you posted. Not that anyone reads this besides me(:</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2009 22:01:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>fuck people</title>
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  <description>Have I ever mentioned how much a hate people? I really do. For some reason I can find something that annoys me in everyone. Whether it&apos;s their voice, the way they walk, how they write, ad just everything. I hate how I find the worst in everyone. It really makes me a horrible person. I hate how I judge people, but I hate when others judge me. I&apos;m such a hypocyte. I get so frustrated with people easily. I hate that. I just hate myself because I do everything wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I don&apos;t have the nerve to tell the kid I like that I like him. As far as I know, three other boys like me. None of which are the kid I like. I honestly have no idea if he likes me. There is this 14 year old kid who thinks he&apos;s so hardcore. I&apos;ll be spending most of my summer with his. Which sucks hardcore. He&apos;s nice, but I have never and will never have feelings for him like that. No offence, I just won&apos;t. My ex-boyfriend now apparently like me again, but he also likes another girl who&apos;s a freshman at my school. He&apos;s nice too, but I really don&apos;t know how I feel about. I could learn to like him again. I mean. he has really nice eyes and nice taste in music. ahaha, and he&apos;s nice too, when he wants to be. Then there is a kid who is a total creeper. I hate to be mean and bitchy to him because he&apos;s been through a lot of shit, but I don&apos;t like him. But he told me, straight up he likes me. I don&apos;t even talk to him that much. It doesn&apos;t help that I have to go to work with him either. Then there is the one kid I like. He is the ultimate king of mixed messages. Honestly, I don&apos;t even know about him. But no worries, I&apos;ll keep you posted on my boy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda hate how everyone opens up to me. I&apos;ve had so many people confess things to me. I&apos;m the worst at keeping secrets. I always have to tell atleast one person.&amp;nbsp;I know, I&apos;m horrible. Just so many people have told me how they cut themselves, who they like, what&apos;s going on in their life, and so much more. How am I supposed to handle hearing that? When you tell me you cut, what do you want me to say? Sure, I try to go all Dr.Phil on everyone, but I don&apos;t help much. I&apos;ve only really helped one peron through a situation like that. I had her come to my house and we flushed one of her rasors down the toilet and we threw out the others. As far as I know she doesn&apos;t do it anymore. But I didn&apos;t really do too much to help. I just don&apos;t know how to handle that. I feel so pressured to help and comfort people when they tell me stuff like that and I never know the right thing to say. I feel terrible when people tell me how much they hate their lives and all that. All I want to do is help them, but I just don&apos;t know how. The boy I like gets into intense conversations with me about stuff like that all the time. I&apos;m so glad be feels comfortable telling me stuff like that, but I have no idea what to say to him. I haven&apos;t been through the same problems he has. I&amp;nbsp;can&apos;t give advise on something I have no clue about. I&amp;nbsp;don&apos;t want to give advice and sound stupid.&amp;nbsp;I love that he&amp;nbsp;opens&amp;nbsp;up&amp;nbsp;to me&amp;nbsp;and I do the&amp;nbsp;same to him, but it&apos;s just a bit hard. I don&apos;t know. It&apos;s random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, what else can I talk&amp;nbsp;about? My story is going well and I&amp;nbsp;finally finished a song. I know&amp;nbsp;have about 3 complete song and 83092580958045 unfinished ones. I just need inpiration, you know? But&amp;nbsp;I get inspired to write new things everyday. I&apos;ll let you know next time I finish a song. It&apos;ll be pretty epic because I&amp;nbsp;hardly ever&amp;nbsp;finish songs I write.&amp;nbsp;Then other times when I have a good idea or song in my head, I forget it before I write it down. It majorly sucks. Oh well, thats all I really have for now. Peace out(:</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2009 03:07:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>right, well.......</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wowiee gee. I haven&apos;t been on here in forever. I have now deicided to try and post everyday. I just really need to get all my feelings off my chest and I couldn&apos;t think or a better way. Well, I;ve got so much shit going on in my life. Some good, some bad, and some that I don&apos;t even know what&apos;s going on. Let&apos;s start off by saying a LOT has changed since my last post. Like a lot lot lot(: Just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess I have a new boy in my life. I met him forever ago. One of his friends who I barely knew was in love with me and he was dating one of my friends. Then I ran into at a friends party and we started talking again. Now we&apos;ve been talking non-stop for the past 5 months. We hung out the other day too. It wasn&apos;t much of a date though. He brought his friend along, so I brought mine too. I was a lot quieter than usual. My friend and his friend basically did all the talking. I felt kinda bad. A girl in my school is friends with him and told me that he told her than he has a crush on me. I&apos;m not so sure he does anymore. Maybe I was too quiet the other day. I really hope I didn&apos;t ruin things with him. He&apos;s such a great kid and he just needs to ask me out(: ahahaha. I&apos;m hoping I didn&apos;t ruin anything. I&apos;m just waiting for him to shoot me a text or IM or something. I just wanna talk to him. That&apos;s all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don&apos;t we move onto school. I think I&apos;m gunna get a D in Geometry. Damn, I hate that class with a passion. How is it that Algebra was such a breeze for me and I suck at Geometry. I feel like I&apos;m gunna totally fail Chemestry next year too. Other than that I&apos;m doing pretty good in my other classes. I have a B in Latin. It&apos;s such a shocker. I&apos;m so used to getting Cs in that class. So, I&apos;m very proud of myself(: I didn&apos;t think I&apos;d ever do well in that class. Too bad I decided to take Spanish 1 Honors next year. ahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I filled up a book full of songs. 99% of them aren&apos;t finished, but I have some good lyrics in there. I&apos;m also working on some intense stories and things. For some reason I&apos;ve become so fixed on writing. I just love writing paragraphs and describing things. That&apos;s kinda why I&apos;m on here too(: But the story I&apos;m working on is basically like my life. What no one really knows about me. My emotions and how I really am. All the things I&apos;ve faced. All the events are basically based off my own experiances. It&apos;s not very good and it&apos;s not as well written as it could be, but I&apos;m very into writing it. Honestly, if you read it, you might look at me in a totally different way. If I ever finish it I may post it on here. I might even just post parts of it on here from time to time. I can only hope that whoever reads it likes it as much as I do. I find it hard to open up about myself. So, a story is a good way to do it. It makes me feel better. I&apos;m sure on here you will read about how I feel a lot. And if some of it sounds a bit emo, I&apos;m sorry. I promise not to hurt myself at all. I just get really moody at times and I hate everything. I don&apos;t know. I&apos;m just messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that&apos;s really all for now. I&apos;m going to continue trying to write this one song.(:&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 01:26:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Learning To Fall</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question press the next button to get your answer&lt;br /&gt;3. You must write down that song name no matter how silly it sounds&lt;br /&gt;4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name&lt;br /&gt;5. Post it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. If someone says &apos;Is this ok?&apos; you say?&lt;br /&gt;Dance Hall Drug&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. How would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Wasted&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. What do you like in a guy?&lt;br /&gt;Headstrong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;Hello Beautiful&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. What is your life&apos;s purpose?&lt;br /&gt;Girls Do What They Want&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. What is your motto?&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t Forget&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Girls &amp;amp; Boys&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. What do you think of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Now or Never&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;Across The Universe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. What is 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;Girl Next Door&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. What do you think of your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;One Shot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;I Wanna Love You&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m Yurs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;Chip On My Shoulder&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. What will you dance at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Disturbia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s Dance&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. What is your hobby/interest?&lt;br /&gt;Wish We Were Older&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;Stacy&apos;s Mom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. What is your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;So What&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, It Is Love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. What will you post this as?&lt;br /&gt;Learning To Fall&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;22. What&apos;s your favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;Blood In The Water&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 02 Oct 2008 20:08:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Finally Got My Lazy Bum On :]</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: larger&quot;&gt;Okay, so it&apos;s been forever since I&apos;ve been on. I don&apos;t have too much to share, but I got some good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I didn&apos;t go to school because I was at a funeral for a great uncle that I&apos;ve never met. I was just there to support my grandmother because that was he only brother. Plus, I&apos;ve never been to a funeral before. I got some new sweaters thanks to my cousin and I got my Hannah Montana wig! I made a video to Best Of Both Worlds in it. It&apos;s rather special. Hopefully I can get in on the AC Show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out this kid Andrew likes me.(:&amp;nbsp; He&apos;s nice. I&apos;m not 100% sure how I feel about him but he&apos;s really sweet. He texted me this and I quote &amp;quot;Haha, ok well i gotta say this :p youre very pretty xD&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Isn&apos;t that sweet. Ahahaha. Sad thing is we only mostly text. I have no classes with him. So we don&apos;t really talk in the halls or anything. Weird, right? We like a lot of the same stuff too. Dude, it&apos;s just really weird, but cool, but...I don&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we are having a yard sale at my house! Come on down and by my family&apos;s used junk. It&apos;ll be loads of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]]]]]&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s All For Now&lt;br /&gt;Peace Outttt!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 20 Sep 2008 13:29:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Weeek :]</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: larger&quot;&gt;Life has been good to me. Of coarse, I got my flirt on with the boy in my Geometry, but he has a girlfriend. He started the flirting though and he is very flirty. Who knows what will happen? It was fun though :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to our schools first home game yesterday, we lost. Not a big surprise there. It was my first time at a Hillies game when I wasn&apos;t in a skirt and doing cheers. It was soooo much fun. I hung out with Tatiana, Samantha, Molly, and Tim the whole night. Oh, and some Joey kid that Sam likes. Ahahaha. Colin, Pasha, and Lenort(sp?!) showed up every now and then. Dang, it sucks that Pasha has to go back to the Ukrane next year. He is one cute foriegn exchange student. Lenort, or whatever the hell it is, is kinda cute too. He&apos;s from Germany, but he isn&apos;t as cute as Pasha....just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s offical, I like Tim again. Damn him and his niceness and flirtness. I am also offically in love with Dougie from McFly. He is just so damn hott and cute. Ahahaha. Just look at him. He&apos;s gorgeous and so adorable. I just want to hug him!&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 14 Sep 2008 21:32:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Another Day, Another Post</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: larger&quot;&gt;Well, I didn&apos;t post anything yesterday because yesterday was very uneventful. I went out to eat with my family. I think my sandwitch made me sick. The fries were extremly good though! Ahahaha. I thank you Fuddruckers, for your wonderful fries! That was all that really happened. Plus I finished reading the most boring story ever. Stupid teacher making us read boring things. That&apos;s just life. Whatever. I don&apos;t care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto today. I had practice at The Sad from 11-2:30 and it was loads of fun. John was crawling and rolling on the floor playing &apos;The Grudge&apos;. It was very odd. We played Simon Says at one point and I won! I&apos;m so goood! We practiced &apos;Ohmigod You Guys&apos;, &apos;Seruious&apos;, and &apos;Positive&apos;. I&apos;m not in any of those. Ahaha. I still had fun. Plus, there is a cute new kid. He didn&apos;t talk much, but I did like his hair. Hahaha. Hopefully I&apos;ll get to talk to him more. He was just, ugggghhhh, so cute! I have a thing for guys with long hair. He just looked cute and I think he was wearing tight pants. Boys+TightPants=Happy Aislyn. End of story. So, I&apos;ll get my flirt on next practice, hopefully. Hahaha. Maybe he&apos;ll fall in love when he hears me practice my song. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 12 Sep 2008 23:21:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>First Post?!</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: larger&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;Well, this should be fun. I have a feeling I&apos;m either going to be addicted to this and post everyday or forget I even made one of these. Lets start off by saying my life as of now is extremly boring. There is this kid I met last year though connection of another friend and I thought he was kind of cool, but I never really saw him. Then this year he turns up in my Geometry class. How nutty is that? Honestly, he isn&apos;t the kind of boy you see and die for. He isn&apos;t drop dead gorgeous, but he is so damn funny and nice. Plus his hair is alright. I hope it goes somewhere. I guess you could say I got my flirt on with him today. That was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Right now I&apos;m attemting to write this and finish a song. I tend to write songs a lot, but I can never finish them. The majority of my songs are terrible, but every now and then there is a line in them I really like. Most of my songs are about love, which I don&apos;t know too much about. I&apos;m guessing that is why most of them suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m freezing cold right now and I can&apos;t stop singing along to Paramore. I almost wrote a song lyric in here by accident, but why the hell do you care about that? I have a feeling this is going to be the end of my post. I have nothing more to write about my boring life except for the fact that I&apos;m pumped for my first play pracitce on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Peaceee out&amp;nbsp;:]&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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