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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jul 2006 20:41:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>hi, i&apos;m having a party on saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;everyone who can read this is invited so let me know if you can make it.&lt;br /&gt;732-996-0467.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jul 2006 22:26:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>yo. if you&apos;re friends with me or eric, look at my facebook pictures now.  bye.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Jul 2006 05:47:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.forever21.com/images/back/30109642-01.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best five dollars i&apos;ve ever spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that&apos;s a lie, but it is pretty fucking amazing, no?</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Jul 2006 14:24:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>okay so i baby sit everyday &amp; i&apos;m forced to watch nickelodeon most of the time.  there&apos;s this woman, laurie berkner, who has a cd or something that&apos;s advertised on nickelodeon &lt;b&gt;all the time&lt;/b&gt;.  i&apos;ve never wanted some one to die more than this bitch.&lt;br /&gt;so fucking annoying.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 25 Feb 2006 21:35:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e234/heyimlauren/DSC00864.jpg&quot; border=&quot;3&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; width=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e234/heyimlauren/DSC00868.jpg&quot; border=&quot;3&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; width=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e234/heyimlauren/DSC00878.jpg&quot; border=&quot;3&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; width=&quot;300&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Dec 2005 00:23:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&quot;After all, seasons change. So do cities. People come into your life &amp; people go. But it&apos;s comforting to know the ones you love are always in your heart.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third semester&apos;s over, thank god.  academically, this semester has been the hardest.  socially, it was pretty hot &amp; cold.  we started the year off partying every night.  sweet, sweet oval days, city trips, ordering chinese, watching movies, &amp; being lazy.  at some point we fell into a slump, emotionally &amp; physically.  we vowed to overcome said slump.  we overcame.  we drove to albany to see fall out boy, to boston to see saves the day, and to sayreville to see hot hot heat.  we conquered the tallest, fastest roller coaster in the world.  we experienced our first motor-vehicle breakdown while driving over the whitestone bridge.  we celebrated 1985 in manhattan.  we&apos;ve loved each other &amp; hated each other.  some of us may have gotten drunk the last thirteen nights straight.  it&apos;s been a good four months.  actually quite bitchin.  vanessa&apos;s transferred to unh.  it&apos;s just three of us now.  to van, my fellow slow-walker and sense-of-humor soul mate, i&apos;ll miss you, ya bitch.  i wish the &lt;b&gt;absolute&lt;/b&gt; best of luck to you.  enjoy your party school; gosh, all those straight men!  love you.  to megan, just you &amp; i.  we&apos;re the most ridiculous married couple ever to walk the planet &amp; we&apos;ll continue to be til the day we die.  i know we have the same feelings about being home for break, so just listen to panic! at the disco whenever you&apos;re lonely &amp; think about how fucking spectacular next semester is going to be. love youuu.  to marie, you heinous bitch.  sometimes, like megan said, i wish you were mute, &amp; for some reason, even though you can be &lt;i&gt;such&lt;/i&gt; a poohead sometimes, i love you unconditionally.  i sound like a battered wife.  enjoy your hot tub over break, i&apos;ll be up soon to get drunk &amp; enjoy it with you.  i sound like i&apos;m hitting on you.  to all three of you, have a great break, drink a few for me &amp; remember, &quot;you can have aaaany kind of cereal you wanted.&quot;  &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:  megan &amp; marie just send me a two-minute long voice-mail message of them screaming along to mandy moore&apos;s &quot;i wanna be with you.&quot;  just another reason why i love them to death.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2005 01:42:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>stream of consciousness over a three hour period...</title>
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  <description>i&apos;m at work from six to nine.  there is NO ONE here but me.  &amp; the security guard that creeps me out.  fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve got three pimples on my face--one in between my eyebrows, one one my nose, &amp; one on my chin.  it&apos;s like orion&apos;s belt on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m listening to say anything &amp; panic! at the disco on purevolume.com at quite a loud level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t like that it&apos;s only six thirty but it feels like it&apos;s ten thirty.  daylight savings is fucking with me big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find it really funny that kaplan has a dress code, and though it isn&apos;t really strict &amp; not much different from marshall&apos;s (i can&apos;t wear jeans, pretty much sums it up), i hate it.  it&apos;s supposed to make us look more professional but i find myself wearing the same pair of black pants &lt;i&gt;every&lt;/i&gt; time i work.  bahh, whatever--it&apos;s money.  that&apos;s all i have to keep telling myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s now seven eleven.  i can&apos;t take this much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m downloading ringtones, cause i have two more credits.  i just bought &apos;blood red summer&apos; by coheed.  hahah, &amp; i&apos;m currently searching for another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is no one online?  this is so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i decided on boston&apos;s &quot;more than a feeling&quot; as my second new ringtone.  that killed an hour.  what to do until nine?  maybe some work..yeah okay fine.  ohh, grading SATs makes my spirit soarr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i&apos;ve moved on to yahoo music&apos;s regggae radio station.  it&apos;s hot as hell in here, so i&apos;m pretending that i&apos;m not on staten island, but some carribean island instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alriiiight it&apos;s quarter to nine.  i&apos;m closing up, bitches.  lat0rzz.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 Oct 2005 14:44:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i had such a ridiculous weekend &amp; it&apos;s only saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on thursday, megan &amp; i left wagner after our first classes &amp; were on the road by one-ish.  we made pretty good time, listened to saves the day &amp; studied lyrics,  stopped at the rest stop i went to when i took the fung-wah! from boston this summer.  haha.  we made it to boston aroundd..six-ish?  avalon is so freaking cool, megan &amp; i decided we&apos;ll drive to boston to see more shows there.  the early november came out &amp; said something about being from jersey &amp; i screamed, sadly forgetting i was in boston &amp; was probably the only person from jersey there.  senses fail wasn&apos;t too bad, i was just bummed cause say anything wasn&apos;t playing.  saves the day was FANTASTIC, though.  suuuch a great show.  it ended around ten &amp; i called tim cause northeastern is really close to avalon.  long story short, megan&apos;s friend from home gave us booze, tim gave us a couch &amp; we decided to stay for the evening.  megan &amp; i were such homeless people, we took whatever we could get from anyone we encountered.  tim loaded us up with nutella&amp;hearts; &amp; crackers, we watched dodgeball, megan left to visit a friend at berklee &amp; i passed out.  i got up, megan came back, tim made us waffles, then burned his.  we cleaned ourselves up &amp; headed out for a day of exploring boston.  we just drove around &amp; ended up at a park/garden place.  took ridiculous tourist pictures &amp; got attacked by squirrels hungry for our nutella.  we went back to northeastern around two-ish &amp; met up with tim &amp; kerry &amp; some other northeastern kiddies.  had a fabulous lunch in their fabulous dining hall.  stir-fry &amp; ice cream with hot fudge &amp; rainbow sprinkles.  all i need, really.  megan &amp; i decided to leave around four, so we said our goodbyes &amp; ended up going to visit meg&apos;s sister dawn&apos;s apartment.  we left boston around six &amp; drove straight to shaolin.  it felt like suuch a long drive, but it only took like, four hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got back to my room to find some theatre kids sprawled all over the place getting bombed off of marie&apos;s cheap boxed wine (that she still hasn&apos;t paid me back for, come to think of it).  we ended up with a veritable party in here including 2 (!!) straight, non-theatre boys.  WHAT. straight boys in our room.  ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meg, marie &amp; i passed out around one, maybe two &amp; i just woke up now cause my mom insists on calling me eighteen fucking times on a saturday morning.  jeez.  i&apos;m going to drop off my car at frank&apos;s AGAIN, cause the fucker still hasn&apos;t fixed it properly, then uncle carmine&apos;s bringing me to jersey.  i&apos;m babysitting til about nine tonight, then heading back here for the theatre halloween party, which is expected to be insanity.  for those of you who don&apos;t know, megan, marie &amp; i are being ben &amp; jerry&apos;s ice cream flavors.  i&apos;ll put up some pictures tomorrow so you can all see how good we look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahh, lat0rz.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 14 Oct 2005 03:07:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Compton Ass Jay: Lauren, what nationality are you?&lt;br /&gt;Auto response from xgangxstar: italian&lt;br /&gt;Compton Ass Jay: Ok, thanks.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Oct 2005 18:16:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>xgangxstar: i think we all need some sunshine&lt;br /&gt;papi11ion: i agree...&lt;br /&gt;papi11ion: it rained all weekend at home too&lt;br /&gt;papi11ion: blahhh&lt;br /&gt;xgangxstar: let&apos;s go to ..aruba?&lt;br /&gt;xgangxstar: jamaica?&lt;br /&gt;papi11ion: ooh i wanna take ya to bermuda&lt;br /&gt;xgangxstar: maybe the bahamas&lt;br /&gt;papi11ion: bahama?&lt;br /&gt;papi11ion: come on pretty mama!&lt;br /&gt;xgangxstar: key largo or possibly montego?&lt;br /&gt;xgangxstar: any of &apos;em will do&lt;br /&gt;papi11ion: indeed.&lt;br /&gt;xgangxstar: we&apos;re lame&lt;br /&gt;papi11ion: yes&lt;br /&gt;papi11ion: but we make being lame look &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xgangxstar: hahah YES</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Oct 2005 18:29:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>REMAC16: NO LAUREN! think of what you have worked for! go to that class! prove to them that even though you are black you can attend school and pass classes!&lt;br /&gt;xgangxstar: my people have been oppressed for so long though!&lt;br /&gt;REMAC16: so prove that you are DIFFERENT! take the step lauren! the step towards equality!&lt;br /&gt;REMAC16: you can do it!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Sep 2005 17:51:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>k so i definitely just ordered three tickets to the uh, nintendo fusion tour.  in exactly one month, megan, vanessa, &amp; i will be on our way to albany, new york to see fall out boy, the starting line, motion city soundtrack, boys night out &amp; panic! at the disco.  no words can describe how souped i am.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 04 Sep 2005 16:51:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;m sitting in my room, eating an m&amp;m cookie &amp; drinking a latte.  alone, listening to death cab &amp; reading about the absolute devastation that&apos;s occurring down south.  i&apos;m really mad at myself because a few days ago, i was pissed that this &quot;hurricane nonsense&quot; was going to cancel the VMAs.  now thousands are dead, floating in the streets.  i wish there was something i could do besides donating money that i don&apos;t have. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these pictures are ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://us.news3.yimg.com/us.i2.yimg.com/p/ap/20050903/capt.flpc20309032117.hurricane_katrina_flpc203.jpg?x=380&amp;amp;y=285&amp;amp;sig=A8leRBeEzASo5wCXUFGe7g--&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://us.news3.yimg.com/us.i2.yimg.com/p/rids/20050904/i/r116116626.jpg?x=380&amp;amp;y=253&amp;amp;sig=QbrpGauNV1qmYAb_H2_yRQ--&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://us.news3.yimg.com/us.i2.yimg.com/p/ap/20050904/capt.ladm10609041531.katrina_new_orleans_ladm106.jpg?x=233&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;sig=HJyPPLVwPgGU9wb5kE_dGQ--&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2005 21:19:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.skype.com/&quot;&gt;http://www.skype.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 22 Aug 2005 06:01:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>back at wagner</title>
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  <description>finally back at wagner &amp; loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got here around two-ish today, unpacked &amp; decorated with marie.  went out to applebee&apos;s with re, megan, vanessa, paul, will, ray &amp; his friend lou.  SUCH a great time.  megan spilled soda twice, van &amp; lou once each.  lou also hit his head on a lamp.  will told offensive &amp; inappropriate jokes.  in a word--amazing.  got back to wagner &amp; made some tropical fruity drinks with the coconut rum mom bought me from her cruise.  visited evan in guild &amp; saw meg &amp; van&apos;s room.  desk attendant &quot;training&quot; is tomorrow, then we have the whole week to party it up before classes start.  so stoked.  pictures on webshots soon.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Aug 2005 17:44:37 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>what happens in the living room&lt;br /&gt;is discussed in the bathroom,&lt;br /&gt;over cigarettes passed between girls who didnt smoke&lt;br /&gt;until they wanted to die young</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jul 2005 13:35:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>kim is not: holy crap have soo much fun in maineeee!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Auto response from xgangxstar: east brunswick mall, then olive garden with mom &amp; er. yesss.&lt;br /&gt;MAINE (&amp; cheshire) TOMORROWWWW!!  :-D&lt;br /&gt;kim is not: i hope you see a mule&lt;br /&gt;kim is not: i mean a moose&lt;br /&gt;kim is not: and be careful&lt;br /&gt;kim is not: but most importantly try not to get kicked out of any parties &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason number 432 why i love kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kbyeee</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jul 2005 07:25:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;m fully confident in saying that head automatica put on the best show i&apos;ve ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;k, maybe i lied;  i&apos;ll say it&apos;s a tie with jason mraz &amp; something corporate.&lt;br /&gt;but since it was free, i&apos;ll say it was the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head automatica&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://image26.webshots.com/26/9/58/34/383195834YtQlfR_ph.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s july.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving for maine in a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;taking the train to new haven &amp; spending the day in cheshire.&lt;br /&gt;driving up to falmouth with megan.&lt;br /&gt;gahhh.  happy fourth of july, everyone! &amp;hearts;</description>
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  <lj:music>my cousin vinny</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Jun 2005 05:57:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>everything is awesome.</description>
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  <description>holyyy shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head automatica on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fucking stoked.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Jun 2005 05:03:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>k, so i woke up at noon today, went to er&apos;s dance recital for about an hour &amp; a half.  came home &amp; watched the svu marathon until nine.  michelle came over for family guy, &amp; now i&apos;m tired.</description>
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  <description>layed in my bed, got dressed, got gas, got kim.  drove to freehold blaring tenacious d.  didn&apos;t bring the cds to sell &amp; couldn&apos;t find the bag-fixing place.  in actuality, got nothing accomplished.  almost hit a man leaving the parking lot, decided to eat at chili&apos;s.  drove around matawan/marlboro, found our soon to be new yoga studio, went to walgreens, dropped of kim.  back to laying in my bed.  next up: outback with the fam. payce.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 25 Jun 2005 16:25:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ugh, i baby sat from 11:30 AM until 3:00 AM yesterday.  i could die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept til about ten today.  had some frosted flakes.  watched best week ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to kimmay, we&apos;re going to freehold in a bit.  i have to sell some cds to fye &amp; get a bag fixed.&lt;br /&gt;also need to buy some more shorts.  wearing the same pair from ae is fun, but not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh i love tenacious d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to schedule an eye doctor appointment.  my contacts are shot, i can&apos;t find any more, &amp; they won&apos;t let me buy new contacts unless i have an exam.  so lauren&apos;s back in her crazy black, thick-rimmed glasses for a while.  yessss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kbye.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Jun 2005 13:58:11 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>soooo i love summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left wagner more than a month ago &amp; i&apos;ve done practically nothing productive since.  BUT i&apos;ve been having an amazing summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first, the last few weeks at wagner were beyond amazing.  marie, maryla, megan, &amp; vanessa are by far four of the greatest people i&apos;ve ever met.  ever.  i love the four of them with all of my heart &amp; i feel so lucky to have met all of them.  three weeks before the end of the semester was kindof hell for me, seeing as how i put off insane amounts of work until last minute, but after classes ended i was fine.  we had a good week and a half of absolute freedom before finals started &amp; we used that to our greatest advantage.  the girls, btw, we decided that we&apos;re &quot;those girls&quot; at school.  you know, like &quot;ahh, who invited &apos;those girls&apos;?&quot; or &quot;why are &apos;those girls&apos; being so fucking loud at brunch?&quot; (probably because we were dying laughing about what we did the night before), but yeah, we&apos;re definitely them.  we pretty much spent every waking minute with each other.  every meal together, tanning, partying, shopping, laying around--everything.  we decided for the last night that we were all going to be at wagner, we&apos;d go into the city for dinner in little italy &amp; shopping in china town.  at dinner we kept &quot;toasting&quot; to random stupid stuff from the semester (ie: hot hot heat, theta chi&apos;s juice, family guy, the anchor, hot chocolate with rum, H2!, etc.) and marie read this cute little speech called &apos;in a few weeks&apos; that she changed to &apos;tomorrow&apos; &amp; she added a whole bunch of stuff from the semester to it.  we were all pretty much crying.  it was awful.  before dinner, megan, van, and i bought bags at some random store, then got free gelato from (what we think is) a lesbian with a crush on one of us.  it was wonderful, she was like, &apos;you guys want some ice?&apos; &amp; i go, &apos;is it free?&apos;.  she pauses looks inside &amp; whispers, &apos;yeah, i can hook ya up.&apos;  so we got &quot;HOLY CANOLI&quot; &amp; it was pretty much the greatest thing ever.  after dinner, we got more ice from ferrara&apos;s &amp; walked around little italy/china town.  meg &amp; i decided to head back early, we sang hot hot heat on the ferry &amp; took pictures of the city.  the other three girls came back about an hour later.  we chilled in megan/van&apos;s room for a bit, &amp; i was going to go have hot, amazing sex with a beautiful boy from oklahoma, but i had a crazy allergy attack &amp; passed out on meg&apos;s bed.  our last night at wagner was a little sad because the five of us sortof did our own thing once we got back to staten island.  i think it was better that way though, so we weren&apos;t wicked upset when meg, van, &amp; marie left the next day.  after those three left, maryla &amp; i packed up our cars, went tanning &amp; got iced lattes from dunkin donuts for the last time, went back to school for a bbq, then headed home.  it was a fabulous way to end a fabulous semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first night back in jersey &amp; i have to baby sit while debbie went to the keyport prom.  that was a blatant foreshadowing to what the remainder of my summer will consist of.  i honestly think i spend more time with the three kids i baby sit for than their mother does.  but i couldn&apos;t care less, it&apos;s easy money.  the next few weeks included lots of kim &amp; michelle.  we proved ourselves to be true jersey girls with the excessive mall-ing &amp; beach-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memorial day weekend won&apos;t be forgotten for a while.  &apos;those girls&apos; were reunited in good ole cheshire, connecticut for marie&apos;s birthday.  i took the train (first time!) to new haven on thursday, where marie &amp; her friend reilly greeted me &amp; gave me a tour of the chesh.  friday was re &amp; reilly&apos;s joint party, PINK PARADISE, which consisted of marie &amp; all her friends from home, plus meg, maryla, &amp; i sitting by reilly&apos;s pool &amp; being awesome.  after a great bbq, a delish pina colada, &amp; a rainstorm, which meg decided to skank in, the party migrated to marie&apos;s house.  maryla had her dad&apos;s lexus so she had to leave early, but it was great to see her, i missed that italian soo much.  vanessa! drove down from maine, &amp; once she arrived, the party truly started.  there was lots of beiruit going on, but the wagner girls hung around the fire pit drinking beers &amp; dancing to various ipods (&amp; two-disc-compilation cds a la megan) with some boys for a large part of the evening.  the next day the four of us &amp; three of re&apos;s friends went to friendly&apos;s for brunch.  marie went to rehearsal, meg went home to get more clothes &amp; shower, &amp; van was going to leave but i talked her into staying another night, so we watched &apos;ghostbusters&apos; &amp; cuddled, went to marshall&apos;s, &amp; surprised meg when she came back.  that night we went to re&apos;s friend sean&apos;s party, which was pretty chill until WE GOT KICKED OUT, which is pretty much the highlight of the entire weekend.  it was (&amp; still is) annoying because we seriously weren&apos;t doing &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt; wrong, but whatever.  megan &amp; van left, but i stayed (overstayed? ha.) til tuesday.  that was such an amazing weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh, so summer has been rad.  lots of sleeping, mall, beach, boring stuffs like that.  we had a bbq the other day that was rull fun.  ehh, i can&apos;t think of anything else right now.&lt;br /&gt;oh! i went to the beach yesterday with kim, michelle, courtney, amanda, &amp; melissa.  it was super fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i&apos;ve got a job pretty much locked, but i don&apos;t know when i&apos;m starting &amp; it&apos;s bothering me.  i have to go baby sit in an hour &amp; i don&apos;t want tooooo. :(  i want to go to the mall &amp; get my bag fixed. :(  alright enough of this.&lt;br /&gt;raar, more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papi11ion: vite! vite!&lt;br /&gt;xgangxstar: thank god for &apos;madeline&apos;&lt;br /&gt;papi11ion: that&apos;s why i love you. you never miss a beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thegrouch77: hol-ly SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;Auto response from xgangxstar: baby sitting&lt;br /&gt;thegrouch77: i was just watching &quot;date my mom&quot; &lt;br /&gt;thegrouch77: and one of the girls was named&lt;br /&gt;thegrouch77: get this&lt;br /&gt;thegrouch77: ANGEL PRINCESS&lt;br /&gt;thegrouch77: i&apos;m dying !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waste your time with your friends, live for the moment, laugh often, be immature, do anything and everything, and if its something you&apos;ll regret in the morning, sleep late and when you wake up, laugh about it with your friends, because friends are what matters most, when you have your them, you have everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im from new jersey . i curse a lot . i say &apos;yo&apos; and i say it often . i sure as hell dont pump my own gas . i know what real pizza tastes like and i know that a bagel is much more than a roll with a hole in the middle . i judge people by what exit they are off the parkway or 287 . i can navigate a circle-with attitude . all good nights must end at a diner-preferably with cheese fries . its a sub, not a hoagie or worse yet, a hero . and i wash it down with soda, not pop . 2 words...mother fucker . i dont go to the beach-i go down the shore . i know that 65mph really means 80 . when someone cuts me off, they get the horn and the finger and they expect it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VANESSA!&lt;br /&gt;Monday, May 30, 2005&lt;br /&gt;my weekend in cheshire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite ladies and i were in a pink paradise, which is known to some as cheshire, connecticut. the weather was beautiful; the leaves were bright green; the music was playing; the beer and wine was flowing non-stop. marie knows how to throw a classy party... complete with delicious boxed chardonnay... i got to be with my three favorite wagner girls, especially megan, my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all dressed up, danced, sang, drank, and laughed until our stomach muscles hurt. we blasted queen in the car, we got kicked out of a party for being the only ones having fun, we dominated at beirut, we played in the rain, we cried, we yelled, we threatened to punch people in the face, we tampered with other people&apos;s mail, we had an important heart-to-heart conversation, we spooned and cuddled on the couch, we watched ghostbusters, and we promised to see each other again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a quick re-cap of some classic moments:&lt;br /&gt;-marie dropping the wine glass without any idea how it happened&lt;br /&gt;-playing the lauren-pinata game&lt;br /&gt;-playing whiffle ball with empties in leiu of an actual ball&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;D&apos;No... it&apos;s African, it means Angel-Fairy-Princess. the apostrophe makes it official.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;Megan is NOT Ashlee Simpson, however, she is dating Ryan Cabrara... and let me tell you, he is one great fuckaroo.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;I wasn&apos;t even doing anything... I was asleep in the trunk the whole time... I mean... Lauren&apos;s lap...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-&quot;Quesa-dilla... that&apos;s not funny... now, if she had said something like, Quesapenis, THAT would&apos;ve been funny.&quot; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:37 AM - 2 Comments - 4 Kudos - Add Comment&lt;br /&gt;	encyclopedia brown&lt;br /&gt;and some others fun things vanessa might have forgotten (unintentionally of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;which one&apos;s the gay one?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;i dunno, how about the one sashaying over by the fire...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drunk cooking: we are no longer allowed to do this. (ex. bad brownies. bad tots.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lauren consuming over 8 scoops of ice cream in two days (friendly&apos;s YOU BET WE ARE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the miss obnoxious twat U.S.A. contest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;vanessa, lower the i-pod. no, hun, i mean the volume&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god there were SO many more, but that 5 hours of titanic has just drained me. lots of kudos, one for you, and one for me being awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by encyclopedia brown on Sunday, May 29, 2005 at 11:37 PM&lt;br /&gt;[Reply to this]&lt;br /&gt;	marie&lt;br /&gt;megan make that 10 scoops of ice cream for lauren due to sweet claudes today she had smurf flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i dont go to rehersal they will shit in my soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;can you imagine if vanessa had showered before me?? this whole night would have been different&quot; lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by marie on Monday, May 30, 2005 at 1:59 AM&lt;br /&gt;[Reply to this]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARIE!&lt;br /&gt;Monday, May 30, 2005&lt;br /&gt;  	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Memorial Day weekend of CRAZY and my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ladies and gentlemen it is sunday night and this weekend is catching up to me like you wouldn&apos;t believe.  i am soooo tired i cant even type.. but i feel that so much has happened in the past four days that it needs to be discussed. so lets tell it in a narrative.&lt;br /&gt;It all started on thursday may 26 2005.  It was my birthday and i was running around like nuts the entire day because i was having a party on friday and needed to get things ready.  I picked up my best friend lauren from school at the train station and we were ready for the weekend party to begin.  but first i had to go to rehersal. so i went and then my friends from the cast decided to take me out for my birthday so we went to chilis where they freaking somehow got the waitstaff to sing the song even though i never saw any of them leave and i also never left the table. for the record i hate the freakin song and it is soooo embarrising but oh well. so that was a fun. i got home and there was lauren in my bed watchin the tube and ray came over and due to it being my birthday the three of us made some &quot;pink lemonade&quot; and went to bed around 3:30.  I woke up so many times during the night due to ray screaming things in his sleep like &quot;right! right! right! LEFT!&quot; it was hilarious. so yes. i woke up at like 10 and felt like shit. but i knew pink paradise was that day and there were things to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the afternoon of pink paradise was very quaint.  it involved my gals from school and other friends and reillys friends all at her house to celebrate both of our birthdays.  The day was complete with pina coladas by the pool and the weather held out until about 7 when it started pouring. so we went to my house for the night party and the rain stopped. ladies and gentlemen. There was not only like 4 30&apos;s and more wine than i have ever seen in my house but there was also a keg.  The party was rockin and everyone had so much fun! So many people came who i hadnt seen in forever and it was a blast.  I went to bed at 5:30 in the morning on my couch with megan haha. i was then woken up by reilly at 10 where she gave me a birthday present from her caley and nell. seeing as how i was still drunk i never laughed harder at what they gave me. they found a baseball glove at chs and decided to paint it. it was hilarious. so yea. we were all hungover as shit so we went to friendlys and then i rushed back home and picked up kimmy to go to rehearsal. thats right everyone i had to sing for four hours that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked into rehersal 20 minutes late because clearly i didnt give a shit.  I looked like death and everyone just stared at me as i walked in and shook their heads as i was still laughing.  My voice sounded herendous but surprisingly towards the end i hit the high notes even though i had to stop myself from singing some things bc i thought i was about to vomit all over the place. oh boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; so as soon as i got home from singing it was time to get ready for another night of partying. my friend sean was throwing a party and he asked me and my friends from school to come. so we went there and got plastered. i had sooooooooooooooo much fun. it was a blast.  tooley and i even had a new years celebration at 11 by poppin open the champagne. thats what did me in. i believe someone even told me that my eyes were closed as i was talking to them (but i could see them i dont get it) well you get the picture. well what you are about to read (if you are still reading this) is the craziest event of the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sleeping for a good 25 minutes on laurens lap. when i was rudely woken up and told i had to leave because my friends were being too obnoxious and that my brother was on his way to get us. WHAT?!?!??!?!?!? what were my friends doing???? bc last time i checked they were having a good time.  meg and van were talking to eachother while lauren was talking to nell. how is that loud and obnoxious??!?! so we were out on the front lawn when this kid joe called my friend vanessa ugly and told her she had bad hair. she then threatened to punch him but nothing happened. umm im sorry joe but last time i checked you werent brad pitt and your hair is a mop top.  p.s. vanessa is absolutely beautiful so shut up.&lt;br /&gt; so then i got so confused bc i had no idea what had just happened and how. so we ended up being picked up by my younger brother and going to 711 while i was in tears so that we could buy tostitos and blunt wraps. haha. we then proceeded to sit at my kitchen table for like 2 hours and discuss what had just happened. i was in tears. i dont know why.  but im over it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at my house we met ralph. he is my older brothers friend. he was wasted and annoying and is still at my house.  but anywho.  i went online last night and imed sean and he told me my friends were a bunch of &quot;obnoxious twats&quot; . what is that?!?! last time i checked sean you were in love with my friends at my party the night before and i gave you free beer and you were being loud in my yard and not once did i ever kick you out or threaten. so it is so rude to do that. but im over it bc you too were drunk and i believe that those 2 girls who hated us bc they are jealous bitches told you that they wanted us to leave.  how rediculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that is the craziest part of the weekend.  if you were there you would understand it better and really care and probably read it. haha.  so yes.  today we sat at reillys by the pool. went to sweet claudes. and then sat at my house and then picked up caley from work and she came here and drank cognac with lauren and my mom.  mom was a little out of it and she let me put temporary tattoos on her. i cannot wait for the reaction tomorrow.  Caley met ralph and now understands why we think he is sooo annoying.  here is her away message : this is the story about how i wanted to meet ralph...one time i was sitting at my friend maries house and her roommate lauren was telling a riveting story about a creepy guy named ralph and i said &quot;i want to meet ralph.&quot; then he showed up and i told him i was going to take him out back and shoot him and he called me jessica jessica. the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was my weekend. a lot i know. but there will be more events to come.  lauren is here til tuesday. and then i have to find a job for the summer. play time is over. jcs is kicking into high gear and i have lots to work on for playing a whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for your amusement here are some things i said this weekend (or so i have been told):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~if i don&apos;t go to rehersal they will shit in my soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~my mom&apos;s gonna flip a turd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~i&apos;ve done ryan cabrera and let me tell you, he is one good fuckaroo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~megan&apos;s cat has a catheter. goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~wait a minute here.  i dont understand. I was sleeping in the trunk of the car....lauren&apos;s lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow longest blog ever but i feel that was all necessary.  i love all of my friends and all of you who took the time to read this.  thankyou for your support. goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:29 AM - 1 Comments - 1 Kudos - Add Comment&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <description>okay&lt;br /&gt;so i know this goes against everything i said these last..what? four years?&lt;br /&gt;but alcohol isn&apos;t that bad&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;sXe isn&apos;t for me&lt;br /&gt;these last few weeks have been amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad for this semester to end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though next semester shall be grand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as well as the summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight was super&lt;br /&gt;cept i&apos;m gonna be hungover tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;unless i drink amazing quantities of water right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow&apos;s the last day of classes&lt;br /&gt;which means lots of partying&lt;br /&gt;some great adventure&lt;br /&gt;&amp; a little bit of studying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can&apos;t wait for tomorrow to be over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night</description>
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