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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Jan 2006 04:34:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 Jan 2006 03:44:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Sometimes, when I smile a certain way in photographs, I look like my mom when she was in her twenties.  Watch her see this photo and go, &quot;Nuh-uh!&quot;. ;) This photo is of Ricky, Amanda and Me at Amanda&apos;s Christmas party where we pretended the sparkling grape juice had an affect on us and we triapsed all over downtown lakeland taking poloroids in front of old-fashioned ice cream shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/amandaparty.jpg&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 Jan 2006 01:07:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;img height=&quot;200&quot; width=&quot;150&quot; align=&quot;left&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/dorm1.jpg&quot; /&gt;So, I&apos;m back at school. I love my dorm room. Its absolutely perfect and cozy. The best part is when I go down to the marketplace (cafeteria which is really close to my building), grab some breakfast to take-away and come back to my room and read a happy novel while eating a happy breakfast. Its really the best and I love it far more than my bedroom back home. Probably because its much more cleaner. Heh... I have so much to do tomorrow. I&apos;m in a financial rut with no debit card and the majority of my cash is going towards my statistics book which I think I&apos;ll absolutely be needing this week. This means I have about $10 to live off of. &lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; align=&quot;right&quot; src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/dorm3.jpg&quot; /&gt;Did I mention that I also need to pay for my meal plan which I won&apos;t be able to use because my student id is at home? My parents are overnighting it to me...so I should be more situated by wednesday. I&apos;ve also got three classes to go to tomorrow. French, English and Statistics. I&apos;m sort of excited but I get stressed out when there&apos;s a lot of things left un-done or shady. Now, I need to go have some &apos;Christina&apos; time and just relax with some masterpiece theater on pbs and a cup of tea. :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 07 Jan 2006 22:32:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>MY DAY:</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. became a victim of identity theft. no joke.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. ruined my favorite shirt of all time in the wash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that made it better was going to the mall to get a replacement and also finding that my favorite coffee shop of all time didn&apos;t close down but was just moved.  Gloria jeans = LOVE</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Jan 2006 00:11:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>work was rough today.&lt;br /&gt;The company is still run by &lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s founder who is 74 years old.&lt;br /&gt;He asked me when I was going to be engaged&lt;br /&gt;I said, &quot;When someone proposes to me, sir&quot;&lt;br /&gt;and he said, &quot;Oh. When&apos;s that going to be?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/bre.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love taking photos of Bre.  She&apos;s amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/wateredge.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie and Celia.  They&apos;re so much fun.  Witty too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday evening was good.&lt;br /&gt;Just girls&lt;br /&gt;and then Joel towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I liked being around just girls for once.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me forget that I&apos;m single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was bowling:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/almost.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matt does his &quot;almost got it&quot; dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/battlewound.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and Joel are busy being menly men and Joel shows Matt his battle scar from delivering pizzas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/breandnathan.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurray for bowling! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/joel.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I...don&apos;t know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/joelandbre.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel and Bre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/shannonanddavid.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steak and shake.  When we all held hands and prayed (around 11.45pm) the waitress said, &quot;wow...you&apos;re the first table to do that&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/nathanbobbyshannon.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love our bowling alley.  So 1970&apos;s/cheap florida motel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/matt.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt I think, really wants to be a model. Not an engineer. No way. I don&apos;t see it.  Model? Definitely.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jan 2006 22:29:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>work work work.</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/workoutfit.jpg&quot; align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;Today was my first day actually working in the office.  It still doesn&apos;t feel like a real job since my employer doesn&apos;t give me actual hours.  I don&apos;t even know WHO my actual boss is.  Perhaps I should just explain from the very beginning how I got this job.  Ok, so my mom works part time for an insurance company.  Her job share partner, Sharon, is married to Bill who works at Sabal Homes (its a family business).  Sharon volunteers to help the company on her days off and one day, she called me to ask if I&apos;d be interested to help her when I go on holiday and such.  I said, &quot;sure!&quot;.  So, I think of Sharon as my boss because I send her my hours, I call her for help, she tells me what to do...but I don&apos;t think she&apos;s actually employed with Sable Homes...which is weird.  What&apos;s weirder is that I never had to fill out an application or request an interview.  &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/thebox.jpg&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Anyway, Sharon usually had me helping out at a model home in my neighborhood.  I had to drive around Brandon buying pillows, decorations, shower curtains, ect.  Now that there isn&apos;t anymore to buy for the house, Sharon and Bill have me putting together this book of sorts with products that come with homes Sable builds.  This means I have to cut pictures out of brochures, paste them to paper and put them in a folder.  It sounds simple, but there&apos;s just SO much! Folders and Folders of stuff all crammed into a box. I had a pretty good day though.  I got to sit at the &quot;drawing table&quot; and use the paper cutter all day. &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/workspace.jpg&quot; align=&quot;left&quot;&gt; It was sort of like playing!  After cutting pictures for a few hours, I went to Kinkos to make copies and made a quick stop at Taco Bell (dangerous love!). I went back to the office, did a bit more cutting and then came home to put some of the pages together.  I couldn&apos;t do it at the office because they didn&apos;t have enough supplies.  But tomorrow Sharon&apos;s bringing around some double stick tape and page protectors and I shall be little miss crafty once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;edit: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bookfinder.com&quot;&gt;BookFinder.Com&lt;/a&gt; is my new best friend.&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jan 2006 22:26:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Happy Years! ...(its not really new anymore)</title>
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  <description>New Years Eve I:&lt;br /&gt;01. Learned to play poker...and hated it.&lt;br /&gt;02. Teamed up with David to play Settlers of Cattan...and almost won but didn&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;03. Rang in the new year with a wine glass of sparkling apple cider with Carrie, Lawrence, David, Joel, Bre, Brett and Alyse&lt;br /&gt;04. Realized I brought my digital camera...without the memory card.&lt;br /&gt;05. Set off fire works with Lawrence, David, Joel and Bre. Best part? Setting off five of those peter piper/screaming fire crackers at the same time at 1AM&lt;br /&gt;06. Felt like Dumbledore with his putter-outer when we lit the roman candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; width=&quot;500&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; color: black&quot;&gt;
	&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;In the year 2006 I resolve to:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		Eat my weight in Grilled Cheese Sandwiches.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: right; color black;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;a href=&quot;http://resolution.geek-foo.net&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Get your resolution here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Dec 2005 04:25:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>something to brighten your day and mine</title>
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  <description>[mood |&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/austenmoods/exhausted.jpg&quot;&gt; exhausted]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/amosdinner.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;Amos waits for dinner.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/abrahamsequence.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;Abraham naps with his new toy&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/mylittletree.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;my little tree. How I adored it!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/details.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;my tree even had pigeons! Beat that!&amp;lt;/center&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Dec 2005 02:07:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I am rather silly...</title>
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  <description>So, after wallowing in self pity in the grey darkness of my bedroom, I&apos;ve decided to mark today&apos;s earlier entry under private.  I&apos;m going through a difficult, personal time at the moment and although I claim to discard certain beliefs, I&apos;ve found it quite hard to deny them in my heart.  Therefore, I suppose, I am undoubtedly a servant to the Lord forever.  I only hope that I can learn to follow him blindly, to quit puttering around, to quit listening to everyone else and just do what I know is right.  I am done with deception and disguises...I hope.  Jessica, I read your comment and I thank you, most sincerely. :) It was a great comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, my cousin is coming to visit tomorrow.   I am looking forward to it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Dec 2005 15:49:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Christmas</title>
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  <description>Amos and Abraham helped me test out my new digital camera &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/amos.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/abraham.jpg&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Dec 2005 02:41:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Narnia</title>
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  <description>[&lt;b&gt;mood&lt;/b&gt;|&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/austenmoods/hungryorthirsty.jpg&quot;&gt;critical]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the Chronicles of Narnia today.  I liked it, but there&apos;s just something about reading the books that makes it so unbelieveably real.  In my head, in my imagination, Narnia was as tangible to me as anything...but on the screen it &lt;i&gt;looked&lt;/i&gt; make believe and the incredible magic was lost to me forever.  I want to read the books again so I can get the real Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, they did the emotional Aslan part correctly...I was sobbing when they were only hinting that a sad part was going to be coming.  I was sobbing during the sad part (which is what I&apos;m calling so I don&apos;t spoil it for those who don&apos;t know the story)and sobbing after the sad part.  I &amp;lt;3 Aslan.  Even more so after my grandma thought it was a real lion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And those wolves were so scary!  Obviously, C.S. Lewis didn&apos;t own siberian huskies or any other wintry dog...otherwise he&apos;d appreciate wolves and know they aren&apos;t vicious animals and are quite family oriented within their packs.  They only kill sheep and such because farmers are too stupid to protect their properties.  Humans are more vicious than wolves.  Wolves don&apos;t kill a bunch of animals, eat the &quot;good parts&quot; and waste the rest.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...sorry for that mini rant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas and log in for a special christmas music mix which is in a locked friend&apos;s only entry!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Dec 2005 17:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>[&lt;b&gt;mood&lt;/b&gt;|&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/austenmoods/lonely.jpg&quot;&gt; lonely]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best breakfast in the world:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt; poached eggs with the middle still a bit runny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt; slice of bread lightly toasted and buttered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt; cup of english breakfast tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt; novel entitled &lt;u&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its cold in my house.&lt;br /&gt;I have more mix cd&apos;s to make&lt;br /&gt;but I don&apos;t feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was fun&lt;br /&gt;and christmasy&lt;br /&gt;and then silly&lt;br /&gt;when Joel and &lt;br /&gt;my dog Abraham &lt;br /&gt;ganged up on Cassie.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 18 Dec 2005 14:08:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Christmas Dinner</title>
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  <description>[&lt;b&gt;mood&lt;/b&gt;|&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/austenmoods/sociable.jpg&quot;&gt; sociable]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I drove to Lakeland to attend a Christmas dinner party hosted by my good friend Amanda.  I love her to death and she bought me the most amazing christmas presents!  We both love thrift stores, so when I opened one of the presents, it was this old japanese style tea set from a thrift shop.  She also got me this really old jewlery box.  Along with the thrift store finds, she bought me a picture frame from anthropologie, made me 2 cd mixes and my secret santa, Susan, bought me vanilla scented candles &amp;lt;3.   After the dinner and gift exchange, me, Amanda and Ricky headed down town for coffee and took a bunch of pictures with Amanda&apos;s new polaroid camera.  Downtown Lakeland is so pretty with its christmas lights and Ave Maria playing in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I&apos;m off to buy christmas decorations.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 15 Dec 2005 04:44:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>[&lt;b&gt;mood&lt;/b&gt;| &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/austenmoods/relieved.jpg&quot;&gt; relieved] &lt;br /&gt;So, its christmas vacation and my first semester of college is over.  To be honest, my life feels so much different than it did while I was in high school, but to describe this different feeling, I&apos;m afraid, is entirely impossible.  All I can really say, is that I&apos;m ready for the new semester to start and ready to meet more new people now that I know college isn&apos;t so scary after all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note:&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t wait for Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to Amanda&apos;s Christmas Party.&lt;br /&gt;I need to be socialized.&lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t seen a friend in over two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a pretty new outfit for the party too.  I haven&apos;t felt classy in months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;edit:&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;ve changed the look around a bit.  I found this layour from dubious.nu and I like the color schemes, ect...but I want to design my own header for the top, so look forward to a change sometime soon. :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Dec 2005 19:24:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I like making collages.</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 Dec 2005 06:22:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>whoa</title>
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  <description>[&lt;b&gt;mood&lt;/b&gt;|&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/austenmoods/rushed.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt; rushed]&lt;br /&gt;an update?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been stuck on myspace for a while. How that happened, I have no idea. :/  Soooo, what&apos;s been going on in the world of christina?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. she&apos;s home on holiday&lt;br /&gt;02. her laptop&apos;s keyboard is broken, which is probably why it seems as if she&apos;s dead.&lt;br /&gt;03. she sat next to a boy every monday, wednesday, and friday for 4 months and was nice to him.&lt;br /&gt;04. she made something very special for her friends Cassie, Brett, Bre and Lawrence&lt;br /&gt;05. she received the most wonderful care package of all from Bre&apos;s family!&lt;br /&gt;06. she needs to write them a thank you card asap.&lt;br /&gt;07. her favorite hobby is now making mix cd&apos;s</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Nov 2005 04:55:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>poetry mix</title>
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  <description>I started a project and it has taken me quite a few days to complete, but alas, it is finished. I put much time into it and its a gift for someone. I only hope they appreciate it and fully enjoy it.  What I did was, make a mix cd...only its not &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; a mix. For each song, I changed the title to a specific line from the song, so when you read the track listing, each line goes with the next, forming a poem of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[01] Its Cold Now  (the christmas song by the raveonettes)&lt;br /&gt;[02] The heat pipes just cough (visions by johanna by bob dylan)&lt;br /&gt;[03] And one day in new York city, baby (ghost by neutral milk hotel)&lt;br /&gt;[04] All that&apos;s left has gone away. (look what you&apos;ve done by jet)&lt;br /&gt;[05] You think your days are ordinary (she has no time by keane)&lt;br /&gt;[06] And there&apos;s something that you can&apos;t find. (misunderstood by wilco)&lt;br /&gt;[07] You love love love then you die (the absense of god by rilo kiley)&lt;br /&gt;[08] And its always been this way. (carrying cathy by ben folds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[09] All the accidents that happen (joga by bjork)&lt;br /&gt;[10] Don&apos;t know what&apos;s going on (young fashioned ways by muddy waters)&lt;br /&gt;[11] I&apos;m a mess he don&apos;t want to clean up. (paper bag by fiona apple)&lt;br /&gt;[12] I don&apos;t care what they say, (waltz for a night by julie delpy)&lt;br /&gt;[13] Take a sad song and make it better. (hey jude by the beatles)&lt;br /&gt;[14] a song to keep us warm: (exit music (for a film) by radiohead)&lt;br /&gt;[15] a Glasgow love theme (glasgow love theme by craig armstrong)</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2005 16:49:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Last night was so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;I went ballroom dancing with Sarah, Ryan and Chris and the theme for the month is east cost swing. We also learned to waltz a little. It was incredible. After the intense dance lesson, Sarah, Chris and I headed over to campus crusade which dealt with a lot of intense singing.  We then called Ryan and the four of us, with Alexa and her boyfriend went to Steak and Shake because Sarah grew an appetite out of nowhere.  After steak and shake, while Ryan was trying to find a parking spot in the parking garage, he decided to blast Michael Buble from the stereo and drive crazy fast up the ramp with the windows down. It was so out of the blue and fun and a bit dangerous but all I could do was laugh and it made me think of that book and I just said, &quot;you know, this is one of those moments sarah, those crazy moments that take you all in and leave you feeling infinite.&quot;  We then all got out of the car and went back to get some swing music and ryan&apos;s laptop which we put on the bench outside our dorm building and the four of us just swing danced till 12.45 in the morning.  So now, waking up, I feel exhausted and sore, but the good kind. You know, where you feel like you&apos;ve been at the gym all day? Last night was just good. Really good.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Nov 2005 01:00:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>What&apos;s Been Going On In...</title>
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  <description>...Christina World:&lt;br /&gt;1. Coffee with Austin was refreshing and fun&lt;br /&gt;2. Shopping and Lunch with Mum was needed&lt;br /&gt;3. I look cute and frisky with my new hair do&lt;br /&gt;4. I feel sexy when I sing Baby Its Cold Outside&lt;br /&gt;5. My butt is still a little sore from falling on it with Jen during Spirit Splash&lt;br /&gt;6. Tomorrow&apos;s going to be good. I can feel it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Nov 2005 00:23:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I keep thinking of Christmas</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve been thinking a lot about what I want for christmas, and I&apos;ve decided on a few things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Rosy cheeks&lt;br /&gt;02. Christmas Carols&lt;br /&gt;03. Egg Nog&lt;br /&gt;04. Crisp and cool weather&lt;br /&gt;05. Oranges (because they&apos;re in season!)&lt;br /&gt;06. A warm hand to hold&lt;br /&gt;07. Abraham to come home&lt;br /&gt;08. Someone of the opposite sex to make me a mix tape...or cd...whichever. (Lisa, you know what I&apos;m talking about ;D)&lt;br /&gt;09. to see the red and green peanut m&amp;m&apos;s in the crystal jar at home&lt;br /&gt;10. To bake christmas cookies with Nissa again</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Oct 2005 07:28:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Pink Spiders! ...and yellowcard, i guess...</title>
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  <description>So...when my friends said, hey, you are coming to the yellowcard concert whether you like it or not, I thought, ummm...yeah. right. Well, I ended up going and even though their music isn&apos;t really my thing, it was still a lot of fun because the crowd was moshing and it was the first time I ever experienced something like that. Not to mention, The Pink Spiders were there and I pretty much adore Jon Decious. ;) He signed my poster with a big heart and said &quot;now everyone will think you&apos;re in love with me&quot;.  The three guys in the band were just plain crazy cool.  After the concert, me, jen, sarah, ryan, lauren, and stephen came back to our dorm for pizza and we just vegged out because we were exhausted from standing for over 7 hours without a break. (yes it was that long...five bands plus waiting in line for them to let us into the arena...) After our dinner, we noticed that the pumpkin we carved was beginning to rot so Ryan thought we should go to the roof of the parking garage and drop it.  So the PLAN was for me, ryan and lauren to do it together because it was our pumpkin, but Ryan got to the top first and dropped it without letting us be there to see it. Stephen video taped the entire thing and you can hear me and lauren screaming when we heard the pumpkin splatter on the street below.  At first we were upset but the video was hilarious.  The rest of the night was just silly play time. Lauren went out with Aaron, leaving me, sarah, ryan, stephen, and jen to watch Napoleon Dynamite.  Stephen left a while after the movie and then Ryan, Sarah, Jen and I had a massive 1960&apos;s inspired dance marathon as we jammed to the pink spiders demo cd we got for free at the concert. Its 2.35 am and I need to go to bed because I have church with the lovely Lisa and Kelli in the morning (who were also at the concert and were major fun to hang with while we waited in line!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/facbook1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one on the left is Jon Decious. ;)</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Oct 2005 15:54:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Do I need to explain our expert pumpkin carving skills?!</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Oct 2005 05:19:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Wintry Fun!</title>
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  <description>Nice weather makes me playful and frisky. Like a cat, even though I&apos;m slightly allergic to them...but that&apos;s neither here nor there!  

Here&apos;s some craziness from last night:


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&lt;br&gt;On the way home. Me, Ryan and Lauren went to goodwill and then stopped at publix where we bought this pumpkin. I got to hold it because Lauren was busy holding her 24 piece set of dishes she purchased for $2.99 at goodwill! Hurrah!
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/IMG_1221.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;The three of us decided to dress up and eat dinner on Lauren&apos;s new dishes.  We &quot;debutanted&quot; down to the marketplace got food in to-go boxes and brought them back to the room and had ourselves a nice &quot;home cooked&quot; meal while we watched Singing in the Rain.&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/IMG_1246.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is one of MANY photos of Ryan modeling the suit he bought for something like $6...&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/IMG_1222.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lauren contemplates the meaning of life in Will&apos;s coat...while Will was elsewhere, trying to win a costume contest at an 80&apos;s party.&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/IMG_1231.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;Me...being a sneaky female. I really don&apos;t know what I was up to.&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/IMG_1285.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;Such a sad, sad child. Ryan&apos;s coat and vest don&apos;t fit very well.&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/more%20photos/IMG_1247.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;Will. The OTHER Beatle.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 22 Oct 2005 23:07:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the perks of being a wallflower</title>
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  <description>ever read a book and feel like you know the characters?  I feel light inside.  Like things are going to be ok.  Its funny how music makes you feel tame.  And I mean tame. Because inside, I&apos;m wild and mixed and a lot of people know that sometimes it comes out when I talk. They have a hard time following my words and they look at me funny. Sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to these:&lt;br /&gt;01.&quot;Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box&quot;&lt;br /&gt;02.&quot;can&apos;t relate to joy he tries to speak and can&apos;t begin to say&quot;&lt;br /&gt;03. &quot;I sucked the moon, I spoke to soon&quot;&lt;br /&gt;04. &quot;and when it lands will my eyes be closed or open?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;05. &quot;and louise holds her hand full of rain tempting you to defy it&quot;&lt;br /&gt;06. &quot;take out a loan put it down on a house in a place we&apos;ve never lived&quot;&lt;br /&gt;07. &quot;all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arrive&quot;&lt;br /&gt;08. &quot;the notes all bend and reach above the trees&quot;&lt;br /&gt;09. &quot;there&apos;s always a siren singing you to shipwreck&quot;&lt;br /&gt;10. &quot;you look honest when you&apos;re telling a lie&quot;&lt;br /&gt;11. &quot;we were talking about the space between us&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to be continued.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know which songs these words come from? If you do, does that make us soul mates, best friends, family, enemies?  Or are these lyrics just to easy to recognize? If you can name most of them because you know and love them as if they were your own words mysteriously revealed to the world on some online journal, then tell me so. I need someone to talk with who knows what living is.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Oct 2005 18:59:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>random. its what I&apos;m good at</title>
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  <description>this photo is so pointless. but I like it. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/phonecord.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want it to be christmas. I loved our christmas tree last year. Didn&apos;t you mum?  We decorated it and it was the prettiest tree in the land with cranberries, doilies, lights, candy canes and popcorn. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/adieuadieu/120_2053.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;</description>
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