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  <title>yo</title>
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  <updated>2005-05-21T15:43:23Z</updated>
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    <title>THE REST I WILL PUT ON MY PHOTO.EPSON.COM WEBSITE</title>
    <published>2005-05-21T15:43:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-21T15:43:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/got2swim5/waiterandme.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/got2swim5/sarahmebernie.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;NASTIS....LOOK AT THAT GUY....EWWW JUST NASTISSSSSS&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/got2swim5/christinamebernie.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;THOSE ARE SO FUNNY....I PEED MY PANTS...AS YOU CAN SEE&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>semi pics</title>
    <published>2005-01-30T21:28:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-30T21:28:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i'm gonna make a full site after kairos so stay tuned...heres a sneak peak&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/got2swim5/mebernieali.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/got2swim5/G.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hard to compete with his moves....&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;6th grade style there...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/got2swim5/funny.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/got2swim5/funny.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;why is my head so tilted....&amp;nbsp; thats me and G and nicole and jeff....i think only one of us knew it was being taken</content>
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    <title>got2swim5 @ 2005-01-27T12:13:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-27T17:17:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-27T17:17:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ya know when you’re driving on the highway and everything is going by so fast that it hurts to try and look out the window and focus on something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that’s how life is…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s like we’re going so fast and the second we try and take a look around it just hurts, like anytime I think about old memories, old friends that have come and gone…I feel sad, and then I think about how much ive grown, but more importantly, how much everyone around me has grown, people get older and you suddenly realize that any second you could lose one of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there’s nothing really to rely on, things change, people change…some leave, some die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can look behind the road and in front but if we try to look at the spot were currently in....it just whips by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like I just want a hug, not from my parents or any adult really, just from someone my age, and I don’t want them to ask me if I’m okay or what’s wrong or say that they know how I’m feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because nobody ever really knows how someone else is feeling, even if you’ve been through the exact same thing, people react differently, and everyone just needs to stop pretending like they know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let me cry, or let anyone cry, and just simply be there so that they don’t have to be alone</content>
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    <title>got2swim5 @ 2005-01-26T10:52:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-26T15:58:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-26T15:58:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok so whats up with this retreat? idk whether to be laughing or crying or scared shitless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the list is ridiculously weird and if they have any animals there im going to shoot them, and im NOT tanning myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna go, i need to get away from life, its so monotonous...im sick of dedham and newton and everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will be like 4 days away from it all....they better not make us cry the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus i rly just wanna see what the beep it is, im sick of everyone talking abt it i just wanna go do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more updates coming soon...and i hope all of you are planning on updating too</content>
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    <title>got2swim5 @ 2005-01-23T14:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-23T19:26:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-23T19:26:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"&gt;YOUR PORN STAR NAME: (Name of first pet + Street you live on):&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;PRECIOUS OAK TREE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (Name of your favorite snack food + Grandfather's first name):&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;CHEX MIX ELMER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;LOVER ALIAS: (Favorite Baked Good + Last Bf/Gf Last Name): &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;MAGIC BAR COLANTONIO&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;GREASE ALIAS: (Favorite Swear Word + Last Word of Favorite Movie): &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;FUCK LIAR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that was stephanies ....yeah so there were abt 20 others but none of my answers were good so i didnt post them&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>got2swim5 @ 2005-01-23T14:07:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-23T19:15:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-23T19:15:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so basically ill just list everything thats been going on in my life lately&lt;br /&gt;1. paul got a power rangers binder for his homework and its so cute and im jealous&lt;br /&gt;2. i watched dogma today and it was pretty good and very random&lt;br /&gt;3. were snowed in and no one is plowing&lt;br /&gt;4. my uncle's not doing well-- had a couple falls and a seizure and hes back in the hospital, not looking too good&lt;br /&gt;5. the heater in my room is broken so im freezing and havent slept in a week&lt;br /&gt;6. i cant wait for kairos...simply because i want to get away from dedham and newton and my life, i just wanna be with my friends who are the only ones i rly feel comfortable around at the moment&lt;br /&gt;7. valentines day is coming up&lt;br /&gt;8. theres nothing to do in my house and my bros are always playing games and my parents always just wanna talk abt whats bothering me so i basically hafta hide up in my room and im so bored&lt;br /&gt;9. no school tomorrow, im hoping for maybe tuesday too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk what else but thats good enough for now</content>
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    <title>multicultural night</title>
    <published>2005-01-22T18:23:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-22T18:23:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so last night was multicultural night and G came so it was nice...they had steel drums and some dancers and singers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in latin yesterday we had a roman wedding and annie was the sacrificial pig and kate was the priest who kills it so she was stabbing annie with her pen and doctor mcglathery is screaming "now examine her entrails!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he asked us if we had nuts and got so embarressed he had to hide in the corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then maggie and lisa were walking around with this black shawl over their heads like they were a chinese dragon and i was like wait this isnt ancient rome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then doctor mcglathery screamed "WHO WANTS TO BE TESTES! WE NEED SOME TESTES TO THROW THE CHALK!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had the SATs and saw some ppl from ncds, some from ccd, and a lot from needham high, the rest were all sketchy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg newton north is the weirdest school...ive never seen so much graffiti on lockers...and there were millions of lockers too...those rly skinny annoying ones....and there was like no room in between the rows of lockers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so weird and looked like a prison and i was like eww i bet everyone hides in the masses of lockers and just screws all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that place scared me</content>
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    <title>TAKE THIS SURVEY</title>
    <published>2005-01-19T18:43:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-19T19:37:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Have you ever...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made out with your mom? eww no&lt;br /&gt;made out with my mom? yep&lt;br /&gt;pictured your crush naked playing a harp with a halo around their head? actually yeah...so hot&lt;br /&gt;pretended you were a guy to try and find guy friends? no, im wicked cool&lt;br /&gt;licked a popsicle seductively? all the time&lt;br /&gt;pretended you were from a different country in order to get a discount on bananas? it was oranges...&lt;br /&gt;entered the matrix? yeah&lt;br /&gt;turned into keanu reeves? yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a crush? YUP&lt;br /&gt;do they live in seattle? no&lt;br /&gt;have you ever had sex in seattle? yup&lt;br /&gt;do you like your friends? not at all&lt;br /&gt;are you friends with your friends? only sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name: Meghan&lt;br /&gt;Your best friends name: LaFawnda&lt;br /&gt;What your name would be if you married your best friend: Meghan LaFawnda&lt;br /&gt;Your ugliest friend's name: Lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you going to be when you grow up? your mom&lt;br /&gt;will you still be taking surveys on livejournal when you're grown up? yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way.....that was fake.....HA! u believed it</content>
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    <title>got2swim5 @ 2005-01-14T17:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-14T22:35:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-14T22:35:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pablofrancisco.com/video/mentos.ram"&gt;http://www.pablofrancisco.com/video/mentos.ram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;GOOOOOOO&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>got2swim5 @ 2005-01-13T11:52:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-13T17:02:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-13T17:02:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">were in english right now... and he gave us a 5 page paper assignment and 210 words to put into sentances....not to mention the other half of the bostonians, so of course, im using this time to update on livejournal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny quotes from mr denton:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"guess what were gonna see now! lesbian lizards!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady in video talking about disgusting husband: "he's so sweet, he makes me laugh"&lt;br /&gt;Allison: "he makes me laugh too"&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Denton: "see what guys have to put up with!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady in video: "the baboons were rubbing their erect penises together while swinging from braches"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you gotta love those videos that show 100 different animals having sex....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dmg told us MIT's cheer today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" e to the x, e to the x, e to the x, dydx....cosine, secant, tangent, sine 3.14159 FIGHT!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its kind of sick how they try to show off their math skills while cheering for sports teams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye</content>
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    <title>got2swim5 @ 2005-01-12T19:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-13T00:26:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-13T00:26:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;ANNIE DREW ME THIS ON PAINT.....ISNT IT AWESOME! IT LOOKS JUST LIKE ME! HA.....&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>PICTURES OF MY ROOM...HA I WAS BORED</title>
    <published>2005-01-12T22:04:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-12T22:04:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/got2swim5/room.jpg"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/got2swim5/room3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>ITS NOT A GOOD IDEA TO PUT A BRAZILIAN AND AN IRISH GIRL ON THE SAME COUCH</title>
    <published>2005-01-11T00:35:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-11T00:35:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;this was taken at 730 AM....i am yawning, bernie looks like shes high, and debbie looks possesed...none of us were awake yet or aware that emmy was taking a picture&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>got2swim5 @ 2005-01-10T13:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-10T18:33:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-10T18:33:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm really depressed about this whole situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in terms of good news...&lt;br /&gt;i walked up to stephanie and touched her earring and i was like "whats that?"&lt;br /&gt;and stephanie was like "an earring...isnt it amazing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i asked her if she went to the airforce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now im sitting with kate, annie, caitlin, debbie...and were laughing abt dead dogs in bags waiting to be cremated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr denton said..."theres so many great great movies out there about sex...its amazing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annie says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR MOM IN BED. WITH ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she just typed that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kate says:&lt;br /&gt;puffins rock. and you dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debbie says:&lt;br /&gt;meghans livejournal sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caitlin says:&lt;br /&gt;ive got a lovely bunch of coconuts (dee da lee dee)</content>
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    <title>got2swim5 @ 2005-01-06T09:40:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-06T14:43:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-06T14:43:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;HEY GUYS IN CASE YOU COULDNT TELL FROM EVERYONES ELSES JOURNALS AND THE NEWS AND THE FACT THAT ITS 940....WE DONT HAVE SCHOOL TODAY!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;isnt Meghan such a pretty name? i'm so perfect i scare myself&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;maybe ill play some disney scene it&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>i stole this from stephanie but this one was SO funny</title>
    <published>2005-01-04T21:44:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-04T21:44:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://toothpastefordinner.com/010405/satans-own-bakery.gif"&gt;</content>
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    <title>SUCH A FUN QUIZ!!!!</title>
    <published>2004-12-29T16:24:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-29T16:24:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Choose a band or artist and answer only in song TITLES by that band:&lt;br /&gt;Band: BACKSTREET BOYS (coming out with a new album in 2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you female or male: If You Want to Be a Good Girl Get Yourself a Bad Boy&lt;br /&gt;Describe yourself: Larger Than Life&lt;br /&gt;How do some people feel about you: No One Else Comes Close&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel about yourself: The Perfect Fan&lt;br /&gt;Describe your ex girlfriend/boyfriend: Don’t Want You Back&lt;br /&gt;Describe your current girlfriend/boyfriend: We’ve Got it Goin’ On&lt;br /&gt;Describe where you want to be: Back To Your Heart&lt;br /&gt;Describe what you want to be: More Than That&lt;br /&gt;Describe how you live: Like A Child&lt;br /&gt;Describe how you love: I’ll Never Break Your Heart&lt;br /&gt;Share a few words of wisdom: Everybody (Backstreet’s Back)</content>
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    <title>got2swim5 @ 2004-12-28T11:31:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-28T16:32:39Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-28T16:32:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;LETS HOPE THIS WORKS....&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>got2swim5 @ 2004-12-28T11:07:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-28T16:10:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-28T16:10:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">went to disney on ice yesterday with giovanni.... it was funny cuz we were the only ppl there who werent under 6 or had kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA! and we got our picture with flounder and sebastian and it has an awesome magnetic frame with ariel...ill post the pic later so stay tuned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show was AWESOME...lots of cool firework tricks and blow up ursulas/alligators&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 101 dalmations was crazy and they played elvis music during the lilo and stitch part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a snow cone that came with a flounder cup...yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah...great times, then we came home and played disney scene it and watched shrek 2</content>
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    <title>got2swim5 @ 2004-12-24T09:46:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-24T14:50:03Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-24T14:50:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dinner convo at G’s house&lt;br /&gt;12/23/04&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chicken, broccoli, and potatoes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: i omitted small talk and whatever i couldn't remember...this is the funny stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Sandro, Mr. C: *sitting in awkward silence*&lt;br /&gt;Sandro: Help yourself to some potatoes Meghan.  Be careful, it’s hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mrs. C and G enter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandro: I didn’t eat lunch today&lt;br /&gt;Mr. C: I didn’t either&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. C: Well I didn’t have lunch either, only a Clementine and something else&lt;br /&gt;G: Who’s fault is that, Mom?&lt;br /&gt;Mr. C: Oh right, just like you didn’t go to dunkin donuts today and come home with the box&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. C: Those were for the good kids at my school, we went ice skating today&lt;br /&gt;Sandro: what about the bad kids&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. C: they don’t get to go&lt;br /&gt;Sandro: well what determines a good kid from a bad kid&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. C: lots of things, good kids wear their uniform and get sheets signed by their teachers so they can go&lt;br /&gt;Sandro: wait, you have uniforms at your school&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. C: No, I don’t wear a uniform, the kids do&lt;br /&gt;Sandro: obviously&lt;br /&gt;G: Mom I thought you worked at a public school&lt;br /&gt;Mr. C: yeah how can they have uniforms at boston public schools&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. C: They don’t…they have them at my school&lt;br /&gt;Mr. C: But your school is in the Boston School System…&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. C: so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. C: G did you read about that band that’s playing to raise money for a scholarship in remembrance of the kid who died&lt;br /&gt;G: No&lt;br /&gt;Sandro: how can they make a scholarship for that…what’s it gonna be called: “A scholarship for whoever can drunk drive the best”&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. C: There were four people but three of them got out of the car, why didn’t the last one get out? Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Sandro: Because he was dead mom.  It really woulda been something if he got out when he was dead.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. C: *cracking up and turning red*&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. C: YOU DON’T KNOW IF HE WAS DEAD!&lt;br /&gt;Sandro: It said it in the paper mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandro: Yeah that kid I know is under house arrest now.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. C: What’s house arrest?&lt;br /&gt;Sandro: Mom are you kidding? It’s when you can’t leave your house.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. C: oh&lt;br /&gt;Sandro: Yeah so he had a party last night. Like a going to jail party.  I guess everyone was drinking.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. C:  He did not have a party if he’s under house arrest.  Why didn’t you go?&lt;br /&gt;Sandro: I didn’t hear about it til after.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. C: WHAT IS THIS PARTY? HOW CAN HE HAVE A PARTY? HE HAD A PARTY SANDRO!&lt;br /&gt;Sandro:  Mom why are you yelling at me, I’m the one who told you about it.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *laughing*&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. C: Now Meghan, don’t laugh.  You’re supposed to be on my side.  They always make fun of me.&lt;br /&gt;Sandro: Yeah and now she knows why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandro: Have that last potato Meghan.&lt;br /&gt;Me: No thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Sandro: G have the last potato.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. C: SANDRO EAT THE LAST BROCCOLI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. C: If you guys wanna make that movie, we better leave.&lt;br /&gt;G and I: *get up and head towards door*&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. C: *goes into kitchen*&lt;br /&gt;Sandro: Mom are you coming back after you drop them?&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. C: Am I coming back to the table? I wasn’t planning on it, they gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;Sandro and Mr. C: *cracking up*&lt;br /&gt;Sandro: Oh my god mom.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. C: What? I mean I hate to eat and run but…&lt;br /&gt;Sandro: no, you’ve already missed the train so don’t worry about it&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. C: WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;Sandro: Are you coming back to this house after you drop them off?&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. C: No</content>
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    <title>got2swim5 @ 2004-12-23T21:52:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-24T02:59:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-24T02:59:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OMG&lt;br /&gt; JUST SAW MEET THE FOCKERS AND IT IS HILARIOUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH awesome cast...so funny ahhhhhhhh i was ready to pee myself...like normally i dont laugh too loud in theaters cuz itd be disruptive but wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De Niro makes himself a fake boob....i mean whats funnier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may have heard its not as good as the first...but that is false! definitely up to par&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a must see....if anyone wants to go again with me..thatd be hilar</content>
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    <title>got2swim5 @ 2004-12-20T13:28:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-20T18:28:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-20T18:28:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table style="font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;form action="http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074733312" method="POST"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;Which Captain Planet character are you? by chachy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="name" value="Meghan Flanagan" size="20"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;favorite plant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="favorite plant" value="Rose" size="20"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;hair color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="hair color" value="Blonde" size="20"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.turner.com/planet/static/graphics/wheeler.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;you have probably said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;wheeennnnnnnd!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="un" value="chachy"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="meme" value="1074733312"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;a href="http://memegen.net/"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>got2swim5 @ 2004-12-18T12:05:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-18T17:15:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-18T17:15:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">first of all...thank you to everyone who gave me christmas gifts, ya didnt have to do that but thanks and i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so athena was making up a rudolph remix that goes something like "they never let poor rudolph pimp any reindeer hoes"  its funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the seniors did their whole little thing and they wrote a poem and my favorite line was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we went to starbucks, and believe it or not, Mr. Tam ordered water, drop it like its hot"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz mr tam always drinks hot water...HA! and then caitlin was like "i dont get it" and doctor mcglathery said "i think that means mr tam is hot"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAH doctor mcglathery is SO CUTE! and he was singing along to all the songs and every 5 seconds he would lean over and be like "meghan were singing in latin in 2 mins" and "meghan im gonna have honors latin 3 stand up when we sing"   ITS SO CUTE....and he handed out papers with the words to everyone in the school (not like they know latin) but then everyone just like left them on the floor and i felt bad cuz he went around after and was picking them all up by himself....AWWW and then i was leaving and he was like "thank you for your gift meghan, merry christmas"  i love that man, i hope his wife and him have kids cuz hed be the sweetest dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr denton and his wife were cute too....like the cutest couple....and he told us the whole story of when he first asked her out when he was 16, its sooo cute, if anyone wants to hear it just ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah friday was funny, then i went to south shore plaza with my mom, then i went to jordans furniture with G and we went on MOM...fun times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on the ride my moms cousin was liek ranting abt her hot ass and telling all these funny stories (shes hilarious and does voice overs so we were cracking up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was just a wicked funny day, and now it is saturday and i have nothing planned</content>
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    <title>got2swim5 @ 2004-12-16T11:01:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-16T16:10:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-16T16:10:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">CAITLIN SAYS POOP YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEBBIE SAYS MY FROG HAS PURPLE POLKA DOTS SO GO BEEP A DUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fart on mr B to the ER to the MAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hes telling us to be quiet HA!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day of classes before xmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booyeah</content>
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    <title>ENGLISH!!!</title>
    <published>2004-12-16T00:12:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-16T00:12:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i had to write this for dr. abeln....check it out....its hilar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edgar Allen Poe (in a completely monotonous voice tone): Why, Mark Twain, how incredibly hilarious it is seeing you here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Twain: Why the beep are you sitting in the middle of the forest at night with only three candles!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edgar Allen Poe: Just finishing up Huckleberry Finn of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Twain: And will you be so bold as to tell me your thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edgar Allen Poe: Absolutely horrendous!  Where is the blood thirsty murderer and his criminal mastermind?  Where are the mysteries and the victims and the psychopathic killers?  All you can come up with is some coward of a boy and his escaped slave friend on some useless moral journey.  You could have at least thrown in some Italian alcoholics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Twain: Well at least my readers gain something from reading my work.  The experiences Huck has with Jim teach him that what is considered “morally right” by most may not be the right path for him.  He grows as a person and learns a great deal about himself and the society he lives in.  At the end, the reader discovers that Huck went through all of this unnecessary trouble when Jim was already free.  This is symbolic of slavery itself in that it caused so many people pain, and in the end it just was not worth it.  My book is both educational, by informing the reader of the injustice of slavery, and enjoyable to read because of the various adventures and humorous characters.  All your stories do is scare the readers and make them have nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edgar Allen Poe: No!  They also allow readers to see into the minds of criminals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Twain:  HAHA!  Criminals?  You mean sadistic animals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edgar Allen Poe:  Not all the time.  Besides, animals always add a little twist to the story.  &lt;br /&gt;(Poe sighs thoughtfully while pondering)&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite pastimes is using evil animals in my stories to emulate the Devil.  Those were the days.  Now look at me: sitting in the woods reading some garbage about a pretend king and duke looking to steal a little cash.  It’s pathetic.  And now, just as though Satan himself is trying to torture me to my death, the author shows up.  Not just any author, but an author with two names. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Twain:  Ita vero!  Making pseudonyms is MY favorite pastime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edgar Allen Poe:  No wonder.  You have nothing better to think about.  I bet vicious cats forcing level headed men to kill their wives never even crossed your wretched little mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Twain: Is that supposed to be an insult?  You would think someone with your obsession for evil could come up with something better than that.  Besides, The Black Cat had no deeper meaning, and it was a complete waste of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edgar Allen Poe:  Well at least I’m a little impulsive.  You are so predictable it makes me sick.  Of course the slave is going to be freed in the end!  Why would you waste hundreds of pages if he wasn’t!  Did you honestly think your readers would be too dense to figure it out?  Oh wait, I forgot, you marketed it as a children’s book.  Talk a walk on the beeping wild side Twain!  Or shall I say Clemens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Twain:  It’s not about the outcome!  It’s about their journey and what Huck and Jim gain from each other.  Readers learn that whites and blacks both have things to learn from one another.  Inter-dependence is key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edgar Allen Poe:  You’re full of hogwash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Poe storms away further into the woods in a rage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Twain:  Go ahead!  Run away and be with your wicked animals, you nutcase!</content>
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