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  <title>Amy's Life and Feelings</title>
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  <updated>2009-12-18T21:36:07Z</updated>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-12-18T16:38:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-18T21:36:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-18T21:36:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fuck. You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I could be going out and laughing my face off tonight. But no. I'm being forced to stay home and I'm most likely going to sit here and cry the whole time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes so much to make me cry but apparently when you take the smackdown away from me, that makes me cry too. I was so excited for it. But whatever. fuck this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I bet you, all this crying is gonna make me sick. I'm gonna wake up tomorrow morning with a stuffy nose. Thanks.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:amethh:57693</id>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-11-22T00:11:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-22T05:11:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-22T05:11:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm now over the highest I've ever weighed. It is KILLING me. I dont know what to do, I would never be able to get back into the habit of binging/puring, but I NEED to lose the weight. I absolutely need to, but i know no other way to lose it than binging and purging. I'm at a loss.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:amethh:57385</id>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-11-08T21:09:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-09T02:25:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-09T02:25:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I get my wisdom teeth out tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;*shrug* I'm not so nervous. I probably will be then, but that's normal I&amp;nbsp;guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to lose that weight. My jeans are getting tighter. That's bad.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it all, but there's no way I can get back into the habit of binging/purging/fasting. It just wont happen anymore, which is good, but also bad in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, I'm sure things will work out one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-10-25T19:46:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-25T23:47:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-25T23:47:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;lt;input ... &amp;gt;&amp;lt;/input&amp;gt;&amp;lt;input ... &amp;gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;I&amp;nbsp;feel alone lately.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try and lose 15-20 lbs, the healthy way.&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much all I wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-10-14T17:54:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-14T21:54:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-14T21:54:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My parents are both terminally ill, and I drive home from college on the weekends to check on them. This weekend I walked in and was worried to hear a crash. Turns out that my 60 year old parents had found the foam swords I'd bought for my nephews and were dueling, giggling hysterically. They GMH.</content>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-10-09T18:11:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-09T22:31:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-09T22:31:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If I had my way, I'd:&lt;br /&gt;-know how to play the guitar, and I'd play it often&lt;br /&gt;-have clothes that are all nice and they flatter me perfectly&lt;br /&gt;- have my harmonica necklace&lt;br /&gt;-have a boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;-get straight A's&lt;br /&gt;-have the motivation to work out every day and eat healthy&lt;br /&gt;-have the perfect amount of confidence &lt;br /&gt;-have the perfect amount of shyness&lt;br /&gt;-stay away from alcohol&lt;br /&gt;-take more pictures, but not of myself&lt;br /&gt;-have a tattoo and more piercings&lt;br /&gt;-be less girly looking&lt;br /&gt;-still be a virgin&lt;br /&gt;-not want a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;-not want to smoke weed&lt;br /&gt;-know how to blow dry my hair&lt;br /&gt;-be 15 lbs lighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... to be continued?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:amethh:56329</id>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-10-07T19:49:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-07T23:56:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-07T23:56:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;While flying a kite on the beach, I dropped the string.&lt;/b&gt; It was so windy, the kite went flying too fast for me to catch up to it. A man came from nowhere, ran past me, and dove face-first into the sand to catch the line for me. He had the biggest smile on his face as he handed it back to me. I'm 22. He was at least 50. His young spirit GMH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was waiting for the elevator to come along with a few &amp;quot;thug-ish&amp;quot; men who were smoking. The elevator reached and &lt;b&gt;just as they were going in, they noticed a baby inside&lt;/b&gt;. They walked off the elevator, threw out their cigarettes, and went back in. Their thoughtfulness GMH.             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; was in the flower department, &lt;b&gt;nervously picking out a rose&lt;/b&gt; to ask out my prom date. While I was trying to decide, the lady beside me asked if the rose was &amp;quot;for a special someone&amp;quot;. I said yes. She paid for it because &amp;quot;more girls should feel special like that.&amp;quot; GMH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is always hard for us, since I'm one of five kids in the family. One day my mom went shopping for presents and &lt;b&gt;her credit card got declined&lt;/b&gt;. She left the store, but before she got in the car &lt;b&gt;a random woman came running after her&lt;/b&gt;, with her entire cart filled with my mom's gifts. I still cry when I hear this story, because that woman GMH             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family has been having financial issues since my mom is a single mother with four children. &lt;b&gt;I didn't eat lunch because I didn't want her to spend money on me&lt;/b&gt; even though I played sports after school. My girlfriend noticed this and &lt;b&gt;made me lunch every day for my whole senior year.&lt;/b&gt; Her love GMH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend and I were at a fair, and we had just won a cuddly toy each. We saw a mentally disabled boy and we gave them to him. He said &amp;quot;Thank you.&amp;quot; His father cried. Why? This boy hadn't spoken in months. Children like him GMH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-10-06T17:27:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-06T21:46:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-06T21:46:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So now that I'm a little bit cooled down with the situation, I might as well tell what I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So friday night, it was sara's birthday. Biggg party. &lt;br /&gt;Like a week before, sara told me about her friend mike, and I really liked the idea of him.&lt;br /&gt;Like the wednesday before she told me that she was talking to him and that he said he wanted to get with someone, and the he thought i was cute.&lt;br /&gt;I was very happy with him thinking I was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to friday, her party.&lt;br /&gt;Mike got there before I started drinking.&lt;br /&gt;i drank way too much.&lt;br /&gt;I was very drunk.&lt;br /&gt;Me and April were gonna fight Mark Unger and Mike came into that too. &lt;br /&gt;And I&amp;nbsp;just remember him like tackling me and us both falling to the floor. &lt;br /&gt;And I&amp;quot;d take his hand and he'd help me up, etc. &lt;br /&gt;And somehow we ended up near sara's stairs. and then we got up and he was against the wall. and I'm not sure who started it and whatnot, but i put my hands around his neck and he put his hands around my waste and we kissed. That part gives me butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;I think we may have started making out there and he asked if we wanted to go somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;think I said yeah, upstaris, gia's room. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, we make it upstairs and we go into gia's room. &lt;br /&gt;We sit on the floor and we kiss, make out etc. &lt;br /&gt;My shirt comes off. He takes his dick out?&lt;br /&gt;lmao I have no clue what I did, but I ended up giving him a blow job. &lt;br /&gt;And I&amp;nbsp;think I swallowed.&lt;br /&gt;And now aftewards I'm just really confused as to if he used me. Or if he likes me.&lt;br /&gt;And I know now that me and Sara can't be friends.&lt;br /&gt;And luckily on my part, she's giving me more and more reasons to not be her friend.&lt;br /&gt;It's better that way.&lt;br /&gt;As for Mike, he can come to me if he's interested. I'll wait for him for a little bit to be honest. &lt;br /&gt;It's not like I have anyone lining up to date me. I don't need to be dating anyone. And I like him, for whatever reason.&lt;br /&gt;And while I&amp;nbsp;wait I will try my best to not get my hoeps up, because I'm already pretty sure that nothing more is going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also come to the conclusion that I need to stop drinking. And smoking. Or atleast doing those things with the Sara crowd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;wanna cut my hair for a deeper reason than just having change.&lt;br /&gt;I want it to represent less alcohol, less drugs, better choices, etc.&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the life I wanna life.&lt;br /&gt;I can change.</content>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-10-04T08:49:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-04T13:12:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-04T13:12:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, I REALLY need to crack down on myself to stop drinking and smoking.&lt;br /&gt;This is NOT the road I&amp;nbsp;want to be on.&lt;br /&gt;I do NOT want to be a slut. I do NOT&amp;nbsp;want to be easy.&lt;br /&gt;And that's what alcohol does to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that its okay to drink socially, but not okay to drink to get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop before this gets TOO&amp;nbsp;out of hand.</content>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-10-01T19:12:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-01T23:18:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-01T23:18:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The past hmm, what? Six months have been on my mind lately. I've been thinking of kj a lot. And no matter how much I tell myself any different, I will never be over him. And I do regret having sex with him. I really can't keep lying to myself about that. &lt;br /&gt;I wish I never did it, but I can't go back in time now. I wish I saved myself to marriage, I really do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna announce on here that I'm a reborn virgin. That's my goal.&lt;br /&gt;And I&amp;nbsp;don't think I'll be having sex. Or really wanting to either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna have sex until I don't have to have protected sex. Like, I'm ready for kids, I'm married kinda thing. &lt;br /&gt;Ugh. &lt;br /&gt;But at the same time I won't let myself hate me because I broke my morals. &lt;br /&gt;Everyone makes mistakes, right? It's okay. I can forgive myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just breaks my heart to think about all this. And how I wish it never happened.</content>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-09-27T20:21:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-28T00:33:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-28T00:33:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm really ashamed of myself and what I've done. In earlier posts I said that I tried smoking weed and I didn't get high, I&amp;nbsp;didn't like it, etc. I said I wouldn't do it again.&lt;br /&gt;But I did. And I've smoked it a lot. Well, a lot to me. &lt;br /&gt;I called my mom when I was high trying to sleep over Sara's. I swear she knows. When I came home she was all in my face and she tried talking to me. I'm so convinced that she knows. &lt;br /&gt;I can't say that I don't like weed anymore. I like blunts, a lot. A whole lot. The rest of it, I&amp;nbsp;don't really care for. &lt;br /&gt;But I really want to be strong and not smoke anymore. It's so dumb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sneaking around so much. I'm so tired of lying to my mom about where I am, who I'm with, etc. I wish she didn't give a shit about where if I go somewhere, where it is, who I'm with. It's just too much. I understand her concern, but still. I'm a junior in high school. I'm sixteen. She needs to cut my loose a little. I'm not her little girl anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara's birthday is Friday and she's having a big party. I'm really worried that because of this past Friday she won't let me go. Because I think that she was so suspicious when I came home, but then again, I could have just been paranoid because I was under the influence. I really don't know. She didn't say anything but still. I'm just so worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, I don't even know what to write, besides that I'm so worried and concerned. I&amp;nbsp;just don't wanna be caught. I don't know what she'd do. I'm scared as hell. I want her to trust me, but I'm doing everything for her to not trust me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno if I'll drink a lot on Friday. Mike will be there, and Sara's trying to hook me up with him. And I think he's really cute. And he's sweet. And he doesn't drink or smoke. And I like that, a lot. According to Sara, he likes drunk people though. I still don't wanna get trashed though. I'm so over that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I really don't know what else to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I slept at Melissa's and we snuck out of her house and went to Dan's house. He gave us a wine cooler, a beer, and some vodka. We all drank some. We all shared a cigarette. Melissa and I walked around in the pouring rain in the middle of the night. My pants are still wet. That was so much fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna stop writing now. I would just ramble about nothing that would make probably no sense to anyone reading.</content>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-09-21T21:19:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-22T01:21:58Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-22T01:21:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well I&amp;nbsp;haven't really updated for a while now. Nothing is really happening. Just school, trying to keep up with things. Do my homework, and such. I wanna raise my gpa. NHS would be awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I kissed Dan BItterman.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;really wish he liked me like I do him. I kinda feel like he just wants to hit it and quit it. But we'll see what happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael's home. Bye.</content>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-09-06T11:41:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-06T15:45:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-06T15:45:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">HAHA&amp;nbsp;SIKE.&lt;br /&gt;i don't have a boyfriend.</content>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-09-05T13:51:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-05T17:58:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-05T17:58:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been crying a lot lately. But that's good, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Matt asked me out and I said yes. He's the single most confusing person I know.&lt;br /&gt;Um... Cyndi, John, and Maddie are coming down this week. They'll get here tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Not really looking forward to it to be honest. I'd like to see them and all and meet Maddie.&lt;br /&gt;But Yeah. Not really looking forward to it.</content>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-08-25T21:09:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-26T01:12:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-26T01:12:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yeah just kidding. No new boy.&lt;br /&gt;Over it.</content>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-08-23T11:31:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-23T15:36:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-23T15:36:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I&amp;nbsp;guess you could say I&amp;nbsp;have a new boy. His name is Matt. &lt;br /&gt;And I just realized that every time that I've seen him and today when I'm gonna see him, I've been sneaking around, one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;But yeah. I&amp;nbsp;guess I like him?&lt;br /&gt;He seems to be sweet on me. Aha</content>
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    <title>Survey stolen from Rachel!</title>
    <published>2009-08-14T18:18:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-14T18:18:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;Do you like ice cream cake?&lt;br /&gt;Eh. It gets gross fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old were you when you lost your virginity? Or if you are a virgin, what age do you think you&amp;rsquo;ll lose it at?&lt;br /&gt;Sixteen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been &amp;ldquo;the other person&amp;rdquo; in an affair?&lt;br /&gt;Not that I&amp;nbsp;know of lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you&amp;rsquo;re underage, do you still drink and/or smoke cigarettes?:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever attempted suicide?:&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been to therapy? Why for?:&lt;br /&gt;Neverr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been so upset that you stopped eating?:&lt;br /&gt;Story of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any &amp;ldquo;friend&amp;rdquo; of yours that you secretly hate but talk to anyway?&lt;br /&gt;Nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever lie to yourself about things so much that you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you tell white lies?&lt;br /&gt;Duhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever go a few days without changing your underwear?&lt;br /&gt;Icky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What serial killer do you find most disturbing?&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think Americans can do good British accents?&lt;br /&gt;Some more than others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you eat a cricket for $100?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, it's $100, maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like mental math, or do you like calculators?&lt;br /&gt;Calculators &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel about reading out loud?&lt;br /&gt;I hate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick a word that begins with the first letter of your last name, and ends in the last letter of it.&lt;br /&gt;For&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you went to jail, would your mom bail you out?&lt;br /&gt;Probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&amp;rsquo;s a burgler behind you, what would you grab to hit them with?&lt;br /&gt;Lamp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How far is it from your house to Wal-mart?&lt;br /&gt;Like five minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you think there are so many pedophiles in the world?&lt;br /&gt;Young children are obviously sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, were you excited when the Spice Girls reunited?&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While playing video games, do you prefer being first or second player?&lt;br /&gt;First but I can deal with second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, do you call people, or wait for them to call you?&lt;br /&gt;I usually let them call me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever injured yourself walking around in the dark?&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What&amp;rsquo;s the earliest you&amp;rsquo;ve woken up in the past week?&lt;br /&gt;Like, ten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen a sunflower in real life before?&lt;br /&gt;yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you jumped out your bedroom window right now, how injured would you get?&lt;br /&gt;I'd probably break a leg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like sneezing, or do you hate that feeling?&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't bother me but I&amp;nbsp;wouldnt say I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever want a pet llama?&lt;br /&gt;YES jk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you go to university/college, are you going to live in residence?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your dad an all-around handyman?&lt;br /&gt;Not anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you were bitten by a dog?&lt;br /&gt;Forever ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like raking leaves?&lt;br /&gt;Not at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever licked the back of a CD to try to get it to work?&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the number of people a person&amp;rsquo;s slept with affect your view of them?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would your last meal be before getting executed?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I'm not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell your parents if you were gay?&lt;br /&gt;Probably not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather be blind or deaf?&lt;br /&gt;Both would suck. don't make me pick. I'm healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a black and white cat?&lt;br /&gt;Muffin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pickles in your fridge?&lt;br /&gt;No :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your best friend made out with your boyfriend/girlfriend, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh whyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any gay/bi friends?&lt;br /&gt;Story of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about gay/bi pets?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will you drink next?&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your best friend came up to you and said &amp;ldquo;Hi&amp;rdquo; and then grabbed your boob, would you be freaked out, or is that normal for your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Tit you're it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where&amp;rsquo;s the closest hoodie to you right now?&lt;br /&gt;In one of the closets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you flush the toilet in public?&lt;br /&gt;I punch the lever and then go wash my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long can you hold your breath underwater?&lt;br /&gt;Not long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose: being covered in peanut butter, or nacho cheese?&lt;br /&gt;PB i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you recognize Justin Timberlake&amp;rsquo;s songs?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you say to the statement, &amp;ldquo;Love is suicide!&amp;rdquo; ?&lt;br /&gt;Not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you couldn&amp;rsquo;t swim, how would you save a drowning friend?&lt;br /&gt;Floaties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you can swim. Your worst enemy is drowning. What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;Save 'em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats a better band name, &amp;ldquo;Polaris&amp;rdquo; or &amp;ldquo;The Apricots&amp;rdquo;?&lt;br /&gt;Neither :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you moved to Florida and a hurricane hit, would you ever go back?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you actually listen to ACDC or just wear the shirts?&lt;br /&gt;Neither&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-08-09T20:12:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-10T00:18:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-10T00:18:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So last night, I'm staying at Gabby's and we're all just laying around and I'm watching cheater's and my phone starts ringing and its a blocked number. I answer and it's someone, a guy disguising his voice. He said he was kj and he's like, &amp;quot;Hey, it's kj what's up?&amp;quot; and I was just like &amp;quot;uh.. nothing?&amp;quot; and then he went on to say things like &amp;quot;amy foster i still love you. i miss you. i'll do anything to be back with you. i'm sorry for breaking up with you after we had sex&amp;quot; I made it a point to laugh at whoever it was. It was pretty funny anyway, I just want to know who I was really talking to because they made a reference to us having sex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm thinking that it was either kj, kyle, or carmen. &lt;br /&gt;Carmen because he's immature&lt;br /&gt;Kyle because him and kj always hang out and he knew about us.&lt;br /&gt;or kj well for obvious reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;don't get why they felt the need to disguise their voice though. Oh well I'm gonna try and not get worked up about it, I'll probably never find out who it was.</content>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-08-07T12:23:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-07T16:27:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-07T16:27:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I literally dreamt of LBI last night.&lt;br /&gt;This is getting pathetic. &lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;feel bad when I keep mentioning it to Gabby. &lt;br /&gt;I want to go so bad</content>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-08-02T13:13:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-02T17:18:47Z</published>
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    <content type="html">It is my absolute dream to live in LBI, at least during the summer. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe all year round, that'd be awesome. &lt;br /&gt;But I really want to go to LBI&amp;nbsp;now. And I&amp;nbsp;feel bad if I tell gabby that. Because ever since I was little, I&amp;nbsp;was taught that it's impolite to invite yourself places. And I&amp;nbsp;know it's impolite. But I&amp;nbsp;really really want to go. I'll probably call her sometime today.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;really just wanna get away actually. Maybe I'll settle for going up to her house for a few days. But I&amp;nbsp;mostly want LBI and its peacefulness. &lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you updated.</content>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-07-31T11:28:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-31T15:30:41Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span class="text"&gt;My name is Amy&lt;br /&gt; Sunflowers are my favorite&lt;br /&gt; LBI is my safe haven&lt;br /&gt; Music keeps me sane&lt;br /&gt; The small &amp;amp; simple things in life keep me happy&lt;br /&gt; I have more friends than I think I do&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-07-29T15:06:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-29T19:08:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-29T19:08:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;Missing people. Not sure if it's Ben or Kj though. &lt;br /&gt;Or both. Probably both.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh</content>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-07-29T01:23:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-29T05:24:53Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Dorney was alright</content>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-07-27T00:27:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-27T04:29:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-27T04:29:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got my navel pierced today.&lt;br /&gt;It's a little off center, but otherwise good.&lt;br /&gt;It still hurts a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Dorney in a day!&lt;br /&gt;I'm pumped</content>
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    <title>amethh @ 2009-07-25T15:57:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-25T20:01:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-25T20:01:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I saw Ben for the first time in four years a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't awkward at all. He was verrrry talkative lol&lt;br /&gt;It got a little nervous when I knew he was in the mall, and when he started walking towards me. But I was fine once we started talking.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to see him again today, but he's going to Wisconsin? Wtf. I have nooo clue.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. If I'm meant to see him again, it'll happen. If I'm not, it won't. I'm not gonna stress about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;got pink streaks in my hair. I love them :] &lt;br /&gt;And I should be getting my piercing tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;I feel like such a rebel, I'm so excited.</content>
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