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  <title>My Voice of Reality</title>
  <subtitle>My journal of ideas and opinions.</subtitle>
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  <updated>2004-07-13T20:07:20Z</updated>
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    <title>ATTENTION:  All men should read this..</title>
    <published>2004-07-13T20:07:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-13T20:07:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">How funny..today on &lt;a href="http://www.netscape.com"&gt;Netscape&lt;/a&gt; there was an article called &lt;a href="http://channels.netscape.com/ns/love/content.jsp?file=love/fun/banishbedroom.jsp"&gt;Bedroom moves every man should banish&lt;/a&gt;.  Most of it is pretty true...at least in my opinion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another funny thing I saw today is that the word "Va-va-voom" has been added to the Oxford English Dictionary.  It means: the quality of being exciting, vigorous, or sexually attractive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for school to be over...my week is so exhausting.  All I think about during the week is...essays &amp; speeches.  That sucks !!  I hope this weekend continues to be hot...I want to go to the beach.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Sunday was sooooo much fun !!  My boyfriend's family was over at his house and we could not take the damn heat..so we had a water balloon fight.  I haven't a water balloon fight since I was like 13.  It was so much fun..and the water felt so refreshing.  Sometimes it's fun to be a kid again.  I miss being young.  I miss not having to get up for work..and being able to go to ditching parties instead of school.  Shit..I know I could technically "ditch" school...but that would be stupid considering I'm paying for school now as opposed to free public high school. I really enjoyed just playing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to save money cuz on Labor Day weekend, I'm gonna go party in Rosarito, MX.  It's gonna be a fuckin' blast !!  Plus, I need to save money for January's trip to Vegas.  My boyfriend will &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; turn 21 on the 13th, I will turn 22, my bro will turn 29, my best friend's brother will turn 27, and some of his friends also have birthday's in January.  So we are all going up to spend the weekend partying and gambling.  On one night we are going to rent a hummer limo for the night...as a treat...since we will all be celebrating our birthdays.  Shit...I don't know how I'm going to have money for x-mas.  Maybe I'll just give everyone cards this year...aww..fuck it..it's to long from now to start thinking about now.</content>
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    <title>I suck</title>
    <published>2004-07-07T19:18:14Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-07T19:18:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Monica &amp; DMX - Don't Gotta Go Home</lj:music>
    <content type="html">at this journal thing.  I never write in it.  I always attempt to write more but I never do.  This sunday I'm going to the Colombian Festival @ Hansem Dam in San Fernando.  It's gonna be so much fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit the &lt;a href="http://www.festivalcolombianodeorquestas.com/englishindex.htm"&gt;Festival Colombiano De Orquestas&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have a shot of aguardiente, eat delicious food, dance, and enjoy being around so many colombians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I started summer school.  It's going good so far.  I'm taking English 101 &amp; Speech 101.  I got an A on my first speech and sadly a D on my second.  That's ok though cuz it was my anger speech...and I just couldn't get really angry.  I'm not a violent person.  In English, on our first paper, only 4 people got a B...and no one got an A.  I am happy to say that I was one of the B's.  On my 2nd paper, I got a C and on my third I got an A.  So I'm doing ok right now.  The best part is that this semester is only 1 1/2 months long.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have to recite a poem for Speech class.  I chose to recite "And Tomorrow" by Tupac Shakur.  Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Today is filled with anger, fueled by hidden hate.&lt;br /&gt;Scared of being outcast, afraid of common fate.&lt;br /&gt;Today is built on tragedies, which no one wants to face.&lt;br /&gt;Nightmares to humanity and morally disgraced.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is filled with rage, violence in the air.&lt;br /&gt;Children bred with ruthlessness, cause no one at home cares.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I lay my head down, but the pressure never stops.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that my sanity, content when I'm dropped.&lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow I see change, a chance to build a new.&lt;br /&gt;Build on spirit intent of heart and ideas based on truth.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I wake with second wind and strong because of pride.&lt;br /&gt;I know I fought with all my heart to keep the dream alive. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love Tupac's poetry...you can really feel what he is trying to express.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now...maybe I'll write in my journal more often...like sometime before next year *sarcasm*...</content>
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    <title>Funny.</title>
    <published>2004-06-14T20:45:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-14T20:45:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Maroon 5 - This Love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I was looking randomly through websites when I ran into this banner...I thought it was so funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gawker.com/banners//shecomesfirst468x60.gif" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lean_p2001:14875</id>
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    <title>NEED ADVICE !!!!!</title>
    <published>2004-06-11T19:58:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-11T19:58:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">When I first moved in to my apartment I could not find anything wrong with it...I really liked it.  In the past week or two someone new moved in to the apartment above us.  I realize that I will have to deal with their monster footsteps that make mini earthquakes in my apartment but here's where my problem comes.  It's a couple..I believe there bedroom is right above mine.  There has only been about 2 nights that they have not fought.  I don't want to be nosy, but it's very disturbing and does not let me sleep.  When I say fight, I don't mean a small argument.  I mean full out yelling !  It's actually scary to me.  Now I know why little kids become traumatized from their parents fighting.  I have never even seen the people who live above us but it really scares me.  This is why.  Sometimes they will be screaming really loud and I think he is beating on her.  She sounds like she's losing her mind.  Not to mention on Tuesday night, I stayed up till 12 studying for my last final..then I try to go to sleep and I couldn't get past all the screaming until about 1:30...my final was at 7:30...I was up at 6.  That really sucks !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so last night...I was already sleeping when I was rudely woken up by screaming.  All of a sudden I hear him say something that sounds like a threat and then pure fuckin' silence for like 5 minutes.  Then all of a sudden I hear like pounding on the floor which could have been someone running or just stepping pretty damn hard.  Then all of a sudden BAM !! I don't know what the fuck happened.  All I know is that it was damn loud and shook my whole room.  Either someone or something was thrown really hard.  At this point it's like 1 in the morning and I'm making up all sort of scenario's in my head.  What if he has a gun ?  I think their bed is right above mine (I'm making this assumption according to noises I've heard).  What if he shoots her while she is lying in bed ?  That bullet will go right through her &amp; ME  !!   At this point I took my pillow and my blanket and went to sleep in the living room.  I could still hear it but much less, I guess they do all their fighting in their bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here's my dilemna.  I can't live the next 9 months like this.. I've thought about calling the cops but from what I've heard ...Women who are physically abused are not willing to admit there is a problem and would probably be pissed if someone called the cops on them...cuz the cops would arrest him no matter what she said.  Or maybe she is hoping and wishing someone would call the cops ?  I don't know.  Plus, these people sound like they are losing their damn minds.  I don't want to have some neighbors that hate me and try doing something to me.  Or should I write an annonymous letter to whoever is in charge at my apartment.  I just don't want them to find out that is was me with the problem.  I also don't want be intrusive in someone else's life.  But I can't sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do ?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lean_p2001:14677</id>
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    <title>Apples</title>
    <published>2004-06-03T18:12:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-03T18:12:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Women are like apples on trees: the best ones are at the top of the tree. Most men don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples from the ground that aren't as good, but easy.......So the apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they're amazing. They just have to wait for the right man to come along - the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree. Share this with other women who are good apples - even those who have already been picked! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember ... &lt;br /&gt;Men are like a fine wine. They start out as grapes, and it's up to women to stomp the crap out of them until they turn into something acceptable to have dinner with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I'd share this with all of the best apples..=)</content>
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    <title>Gold</title>
    <published>2004-06-02T20:28:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-02T20:31:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/kstarbuck/quizzes/What%20Color%20is%20Your%20Brain%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/K/kstarbuck/1083637242_RandomGold.jpg" border="0" alt="Gold"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Color is Your Brain?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;At work or in school:&lt;/b&gt; I like set routines and organized ways of doing thingsl rules and directions are a great help to me. I prefer to stay on one topic at a time. I need to know what is expected of me, and I always want to know if I am on the right track. I like subjects that are useful and traditional, such as business, accounting, history and government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;With friends:&lt;/b&gt; I prefer people who are careful with their money and who make plans ahead of time. I like my friends to be loyal, dependable and on time. I am serious about love and show it in many practical ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;With family:&lt;/b&gt; I like stability and security and enjoy traditions and frequent celebrations. I like to spend holidays with family members, and I plan ahead for such gatherings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>Miss Universe</title>
    <published>2004-06-02T20:16:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-02T20:30:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I didn't watch the whole show last night.  I only watched the first 15 minutes cuz I had to watch The Real World.  I checked to see who won and I think Miss Australia was ok...I didn't think she was the best though.  Anways..I thought Miss Colombia's dress was beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.santabanta.com/gal/mu2004/nc/colombia1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San Felipe was fun.  I got soooooo dark.  I put sun tan lotion on but it really didn't help.  Maybe, I'll post some pictures when I get them developed.  It would be much more fun if I had a ATV, but those things are way tooo expensive.  I'm not about to give myself another payment.  The thing that most sucks about coming back from vacation is realizing how damn broke you are.  Oh well..life goes on.  It's funny that before my annual trip to San Felipe I can't wait to go and get away from my "real world" but after 5 days there I miss L.A.  I'm a city girl...I like to go camping but for the most part I like being in Los Angeles.</content>
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    <title>Going to San Felipe.</title>
    <published>2004-05-24T21:21:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-24T21:21:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">These past 2 weeks have been the most stressful weeks I've had in years.  My abuelita passed away 2 weeks ago and then the week after I found out that my dad hadn't been making the house payments...so basically we had 5 days to find a place to move to and have all of our stuff out of the house.  Otherwise, the bank would take possesion of everything.  During this whole time I was dealing with the loss of my grandma and helping my grandpa and mom with all of the arragements.  It's been really tough...but I thank god that I'm ok.  We moved into a really nice apartment building.  It has a 24-hour fitness center, pool, 2 spas, and a sauna.  Plus, it's super close to a million shopping places, a mall, about 30 movie theatres and much closer to my job and school.  The only down side is that now I'm about 25 minutes from my mom and my boyfriend..which sucks cuz I used to be able to get to either of there houses in 5 minutes.  Thankfully, my stress is slowly dissapearring.  I'm leaving to San Felipe, MX this Thursday and coming back next Tuesday.  Although I do need to take my Poli. Sci. book cuz I need to catch up w/ some of my reading.  I just realized that I only have about 2 weeks till finals.  I can't wait for this semester to be over.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG...on Friday I learned that doctor confidentiality is worth shit.  I signed all this paperwork saying that I didn't want any information sent to me at my home and BAM !  they send that shit to my house..fuckin' assholes.  To top it off they don't send it to me in a regular fuckin' envelope.  They send it to me in a folded piece of paper w/ 3 tiny pieces of tape on it.  You didn't even have to tear the tape to see all the information inside.  ASSHOLES !!</content>
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    <title>Life goes on..</title>
    <published>2004-05-24T21:08:24Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Well...life has been different. The past 2 weeks involved taking care of funeral preperations. I got a chance to see my Grandma for the last time before she was cremated. I was really scared. It was just a short viewing for the family so she wasn't going to have any makeup on...which scared me. She had already been dead for about 5 days..I was scared that she would look fake. I was really amazed at my grandmother's look though. She didn't look dead at all...she looked like she was sleeping. She didn't look pale. I'm glad I decided to go. I got to say goodbye to her. Ok, I know this sounds crazy but maybe I was just in some sort of denial while I was there. I could swear that her stomach was going up and down at an even pace as if she were breathing. I pointed this out to my family and they could see it too. My cousin said it was because she still had air inside her body. I know that's true but it was tripping me out cuz it was so steady and even. Then I was touching her beautful hair (she always had better hair than any of her children, or grandchildren) and all of a sudden she lets out a burst of air through her mouth. I stepped back and sat down cuz I felt like I was going crazy, I was starting to convince myself that she might be alive and just sleeping. To this point I had not felt her actual skin. I guess I had to though. So, I didn't continue thinking "maybe she's still alive"....so finally I touched her forehead and felt chills throughout my whole body. She was ice cold and very hard. My grandpa didn't have the energy and he couldn't handle seeing her again...like that. He didn't go to see her. I understand, he cried the whole time and said that's not the way he wanted to see her...he kept saying "I just want her alive". My poor grandpa...he's such a sweet guy and he loved my grandma soooo much. I can't stand to see him alone. It breaks my heart and I cannot even imagine the pain that he feels. Like I told him..I'm very sad and will miss her greatly but I know that know one feels it as badly as he does...our family decided that we've got to keep my grandpa busy. We don't want to lose him too. I'm really proud of him though...he is so strong. I always used to tell my grandma and grandpa that I wanted to marry a guy who loved me as much as my grandpa loved my grandma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing came out of this sad time. My cousin who I grew up with, we'll call her J. J and I were inseperable growing up. At some point we kind of lost contact with each other and grew in different directions. Well..I always thought she didn't care much for our family. I mean...I know our family is not the best family but nontheless they are still are family. Well..I was wrong. During this whole time, she has been there for my grandpa and mom just as much as anyone else has. I got to spend alot of time with her and realized that I really miss having her as part of my life. I hope that we keep in touch more now. Not only that but she's moving in a week or two and we will live only several blocks away.</content>
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    <title>I lost her..</title>
    <published>2004-05-10T21:11:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-10T21:11:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Carlos Vives - Alicia Adorada</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Friday, May 7th, 2004.  I got the worst possible news EVER.  I thought my grandma was getting better.  I thought she wasn't going to die.  I thought all she had was a really bad ulcer.  My grandmother passed away.  I couldn't believe what I was hearing.  I couldn't stop shaking, I thought I was going to faint.  I love my grandmother...she was my second-mother.  She was soooo funny !!  I loved her sarcastic sense of humor.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow..I was sitting in work when my mom called me and told me to get to my grandparents house as soon as possible and to treat this as an emergency.  I asked her if she thought my grandma was going to pass away and she didn't say anything.  So, I start closing all of my programs as I call my cousin and tell her that there is some emergency at my grandma's and that we should get over there asap.  I was about to go tell my boss that I was leaving when my sister called me.  She told me not to go to my grandma's house anymore...she told me to go to my mom's house.  At this point I was really confused.  I told her that I had just spoken to my mom and that she told me to go to my grandma's. She said I just spoke to my mom and she told me to tell you to come here (to my mom's).  Here's when I realized something very strange was going on.  I asked my sister, did she pass away already ?  and she started crying.  I knew then that my grandma was no longer with us.  I started crying and shaking.  I just wasn't expecting to lose my grandma so soon.  I went to my mom's house w/ R &amp; waited for my brother to arrive.  Then we left together to go to my grandparent's house.  I was so sad to see my grandma like that.  They hadn't taken her body yet.  She was lying on the floor in the living room.  That is where she died.  I guess she was sitting on the couch when she asked my grandpa who was in the next room for water.  By the time, he got to the living room she was already falling over the couch and was unconscious.  When the paramedics arrived they laid her flat on the floor to try to bring her back.  After some time, they said that if my mom and grandpa would like them to continue they &lt;em&gt;may&lt;/em&gt; be able to bring her back but she would be on a machine which would be breathing for her.  My grandma was a very stubborn strong woman.  She always knew exactly what she wanted.  She had already signed paper work previously to make sure that if she was already at the point where she was practically dead, she did not want to be brought back to live in a hospital or a "home for the viejitos" as she would call them.  So my mother and grandpa were faced w/a very difficult decision.  They knew my grandma's wishes but at that moment all wanted was to keep her alive so that they could still have her.  They couldn't decide so the paramedics continued to try.  Unfortunately, they were not able to bring her back.  Her heart would not beat.  She looked very calm, like she was at peace.  She looked like she was sleeping.  It's really strange...I'm really sad, that I won't get to hear all her crazy stories and watch her dance but at the same time I'm glad she is no longer in pain and she is no longer having trouble sleeping.  It's really hard to see my grandpa alone.  They were inseparable.  In love.  Even after 53 years of marriage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to remember my grandma for her great, funny personality. I wrote this in a &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/lean_p2001/9583.html"&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt; on February 18th, 2004 with some of the great things my grandma would do.  I just hope that my grandpa will be ok, I hope I don't lose him too.  His heart is sooo broken.  I hate to see my grandpa and mom in so much pain.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I believe, when someone is dead...they are dead...and that's it.  There's nothing more.  I don't really believe in heaven &amp; hell, or reincarnation, or anything else.  Maybe her soul continues to live.  I don't really know where but I feel like she can hear me.  I've been listening to Carlos Vives all weekend and it's for her.  I know she loved her vallenato, salsa, merengue, and italian music (not exactly sure what type of music that is, but that's what she would call it).  I think that she's happy when she is listening to music.  She is the reason I love the music too.  I don't know if she can hear me or hear my thoughts but if she is conscious of anything I want her to know this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero que sabes que te quiero mucho y nunca te voy a olvidar.  Voy hacer todo que puedo para ayudar a mi abuelo.  Una ves a la mes voy a poner el aceite en mi pelo para que se mira bonito como tu pelo.  Voy hacer ejercisios y ya estoy comiendo comida buena.  Tu siempre vas hacer una de las mas importante personas que ha estado en mi vida.  Te quiero muchisimo !! Estoy feliz que ya no sientas dolor, y siempre vas hacer una reina de belleza de Colombia, para mi.  Voy a tratar de no pintar mi pelo y yo le corto el pelo para mi abuelo (si me deja).   Voy a quidar tus munecas y mas importante a mi abuelo.  Quiero que sabes que toda la familia te extrana mucho y que te quieren mucho.  Te voy a extranar, quisiera bailar una ves mas contigo.  Pues..a si lo dejo.  Te quiero mucho y te mando un beso.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Chato's getting educated..</title>
    <published>2004-04-29T20:13:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-29T20:13:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I finally paid for Chato's obedience classes.  I hope we can teach him some manners.  As of right now he's a big, clumsy, very heavy, boxer.  He reminds me of a real dog version of Scooby Doo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch...talk about hurting my pocket!  It cost $99.  I guess it's worth it though cuz this will mean I can take him out more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're taking him to San Felipe with us, so maybe he will learn how to act like an educated dog.  He may be wild but he's the biggest sweetheart EVER..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's like a lap dog but just 10 x bigger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pictures.sprintpcs.com/i/20180806661_330.jpg?ext=.jpg&amp;amp;rand=9215567874423818834&amp;amp;border=2,255,255,255,1,0,0,0,0&amp;amp;outquality=90" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, after paying for Chato's obedience classes I went to Old Navy and bought these really cute shirts for just $10 each.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.oldnavy.com/assets/product/main/ona233731-00p1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought these really cute sandals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.oldnavy.com/assets/product/Main/ona244695-01P1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another quiz in Political Science tomorrow so I've got tons of studying tonight.  I wish I was almost done with school.  I hate tests.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lean_p2001:12636</id>
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    <title>Changes</title>
    <published>2004-04-27T20:24:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-27T20:28:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've actually started a diet...It's actually something I never thought I'd have to do.  I've always been very skinny, naturally.  Recently, I've noticed that I've had a pretty steady increase over the years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th grade - 95 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;10th grade - 100 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;11th - 12th grade - 105 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then that's when it really got bad..after high school I took a year off and did nothing but work a full time job.  So I would spend 40 hours a week sitting behind a desk and snacking on fattening snacks like chips and chocolate.  I'm now 21 and as of last week I was 123 lbs.  Last week I started going jogging.  I also kicked McDonalds and most fast food places out of my life.  I'm attempting to eat more fruits/vegetables and less fried food.  So far, I'm doing ok...I weighed myself this morning and I was 120 lbs.  That's good news !  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to visit my beautiful nephew.  OMG...he is almost 8 months and he's trying to skip the crawling stage altogether.  He tries to walk whenver he gets the chance.  My brother, sister-in-law, dad, nephew, and I went to go see a house down in Eagle Rock.  We may be moving in together soon...just for a year or two.  I really hope we get to move in together cuz that would mean I get to see my nephew everyday.  The house was really pretty, it had just been remodeled and since it is up on a hill...you get a view of all of Los Angeles.  I don't know though...it's kind of expensive.  I guess we will have to wait and see..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting so anxious to go to &lt;a href="http://www.sanfelipe.com.mx"&gt;San Felipe&lt;/a&gt; !  I didn't even want to go this year but...as the weather gets hotter it starts looking better and better.  This is why I can't wait to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.petescamp.com/images/wateredge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.petescamp.com/images/beachview.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water goes in at some time of the day and the beach starts to look like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mcdigitaldesign.com/Images/SanFelipeLandscapes/SaFe4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..I'm only a little nervous about one thing.  Last year my boyfriend got into a fight with the bartender...I hope that it doesn't cause a problem this year. &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lean_p2001:12339</id>
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    <title>I know..</title>
    <published>2004-04-16T23:32:56Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-16T23:33:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm not doing a good job keeping up with this journal.  I just really haven't had much to write about recently.  Anyways, I just thought I'd share my feelings about how sad I think this is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cnn.netscape.cnn.com/news/story.jsp?floc=FF-APO-1110&amp;amp;idq=/ff/story/0001%2F20040416%2F0326885960.htm&amp;amp;sc=1110"&gt;Mexican Woman Fights Deportation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This woman came here legally when she was young with her father.  She didn't have much of an education (only up to 6th grade) and spoke very little english.  She looked forward to doing something with herself in this "Land of Opportunity".  Unfortunately someone offered her a cleaning job and took her to the house of some 68 year old who claimed to be a witch doctor.  WTF ?!?!?!  He kept her there for 5 years while he continued to raped her and sent to work in a factory.  He kept her there by tellin her he would hurt her family and who knows what other type of threats.  Finally her and a neighbor who had also been harassed along with the woman's husband killed him.  She has now served 22 years in prison and now they want to deport her ?????!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor woman..I hope to god that she can move on with her life and get the opportunity to enjoy life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can truly be a bitch...makes me remember why I'm so lucky to have such a good life.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to another very sad story..&lt;a href="http://nontypicalshaizcar.modblog.com"&gt;Nontypical Shaizcar&lt;/a&gt; just sent me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really need to say anything about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit &lt;a href="http://www.helpjacqui.com/Intro_02.htm"&gt;Jacqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't mean to write such a gloomy post but I couldn't help but feel horrible for these two women..just had to share.  Reminds you about what's important.</content>
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    <title>The Secret to Success...</title>
    <published>2004-03-19T21:43:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-19T21:43:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Carl Thomas - I wish</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I got this in an email and thought it was funny so here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==============================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a strictly mathematical viewpoint it goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes 100%? What does it mean to give more than a 100%? Ever wonder about those people who say they are giving more than 100%? We have all been to those meetings where someone wants you to give more than 100%. How about achieving 103%?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here's a little mathematical formula that might help you answer these questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the letters of the alphabet &lt;br /&gt;A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z were numbers:&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H - A - R - D - - W - O - R - K would be:&lt;br /&gt;8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11 = 98%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K - N - O - W - L - E - D - G - E&lt;br /&gt;11+14+15+23+12+5+4+7+5 = 96%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - T - T - I - T - U - D - E&lt;br /&gt;1+20+20+9+20+21+4+5 = 100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B - U - L - L - S - H - I - T&lt;br /&gt;2+21+12+12+19+8+9+20 = 103%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, look how far ass kissing will take you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - S - S - - K - I - S - S - I - N - G&lt;br /&gt;1+19+19+11+9+19+19+9+14+7 = 118%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, one can then conclude with mathematical certainty that: While, hard work and knowledge will get you close, and, attitude will get you there, it's Bullshit &amp; Ass Kissing that will put you over the top.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lean_p2001:11271</id>
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    <title>Curves</title>
    <published>2004-03-18T22:20:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-18T22:20:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last night I went with my sister to the &lt;a href="http://www.curvesinternational.com"&gt;Curves&lt;/a&gt; to see how much $$ it would be to sign up.  So I have this coupon that gives you 50% off the sign up fee bringing the sign up fee to $75 plus $39 per month.  Ummm..needless to say that's a little to expensive for me.  I don't want to be paying $40 a month.  My friend only pays $49 per month for her and her mom so I guess I'm gonna try to do some shopping and find the curves offering the best deal.  My sister doesn't really need to lose weight, she's only 15 (soon to be 16) and only weighs 100-105 pounds.  She's just doing it to stay toned.  I just want to go back to my high school weight, which is 110 pounds.  I want to lose some inches from my stomach and legs.  According to the nurse at my doctor's office I am now 125 pounds...DAMN !  How did I gain those pounds?  I didn't even notice it happening.  My sister's so niiiiice..she's mostly doing it to give me some support..plus we don't really get to hang out together much since I don't live at my mom's anymore.  It would give us something to do together, which I would really enjoy cuz she's starting to get older and we are starting to have a lot more in common.  I can't wait till she's a little older, we'll have so much fun together!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my doctor today and she prescribed and gave me a bunch of medications.  Not to long ago I had a bump behind my left ear on my head and I had a cat scan to try to figure out what it was...turns out that I have a pretty bad case of &lt;a href="http://www.niaid.nih.gov/factsheets/sinusitis.htm"&gt;sinusitis&lt;/a&gt;.  Being as irresponsible as I am, after I found out what it was I just kind of forgot about it.  I finally decided to go and find out what could and should be done about it.  So, my doctor told me that I would probably need to have a &lt;a href="http://www.entnet.org/healthinfo/sinus/deviated-septum.cfm"&gt;septoplasty&lt;/a&gt; to fix my &lt;a href="http://www.entnet.org/healthinfo/sinus/deviated-septum.cfm"&gt;deviated septum&lt;/a&gt;, which is what probably caused my sinusitis in the first place.  Either way, I'm making an appointment to see an ear,nose, throat specialist tomorrow and I'm going to get this problem fixed before it gets worse.  Thankfully I don't have any headache problems, which I should be getting considering how bad my sinusitis is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend is a cosmetologist in training and she has offered to do some scalp and hair treatments to my hair...once a week, for about 1 1/2 months so that she can get my hair in better shape.  After that, she is going to dye my hair back to my natural color...which is dark brown.  She's gonna put some very subtle light brown highlights in too! I can't wait cuz my roots are already an inch out...yuck..roots are so ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was kind of funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigfatbaby.com/newfun/beingwoman.html"&gt;Advantages of being a woman.&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>This week in photos..</title>
    <published>2004-03-12T21:58:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-12T21:58:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Beyonce - Me, Myself, and I</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I was just reading about the terrorist attack in Spain and clicked on the picture which took me to &lt;a href="http://channels.netscape.com/ns/photography/gallery.jsp?gname=wip031204&amp;amp;floc=NW_7-I"&gt;"This week in photos"&lt;/a&gt; and I just thought I'd share some interesting pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn-channels.netscape.com/gallery/i/w/wip031204/lg4.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN !! I didn't know anyone could bend like that off the ground!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn-channels.netscape.com/gallery/i/w/wip031204/lg11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's impressive!  I would love to see one of those drill things that the marines do (not sure what they are called).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW..I haven't been writing in this journal that much because I'm trying to figure out which journal to keep.  I am know at &lt;a href="http://www.Modblog.com"&gt;Modblog.com&lt;/a&gt; too!  Check me out, I'm &lt;a href="http://lifeasiknowit.modblog.com"&gt;LifeAsIknowIt&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to keep my livejournal blog because I love that I can join communities and meet friends...who knows, I'll probably keep both!</content>
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    <title>It's been a long time!</title>
    <published>2004-03-11T00:33:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-11T00:33:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>silence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I haven't written in my journal in what seems to be weeks!  I've been really busy and just 2 days ago I got sick so I've been putting it off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything in life has been good...a couple of small dramas but thankfully they are all taken care of now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's all for now.</content>
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    <title>The Passion of the Christ</title>
    <published>2004-02-26T21:40:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-26T21:40:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Maxwell - How Does IT Feel ?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wow..Mel Gibson really went out on a limb to make this  movie.  It was obviously going to be extremely controversial, and I'm sure Mel will always be remembered for this movie.  I haven't gone to see it yet but I'm going this Saturday with my dad, my brother, and my boyfriend after my R.E. Principles class.  I REAAAALLLY want to see this movie even though I know it's kind of scary and extremley sad to see how Jesus's last days were spent.  I'm almost positive I will also cry.  I'm not really religious but I do believe in God and almost everything in the bible.  Let's see how I feel after the movie, who knows...maybe I won't even like it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know when people and the media make a huge deal out of something it makes you get really high expectations and then once you do it, or go see it...it's not that &lt;i&gt;great&lt;/i&gt; ???</content>
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    <title>Now you know...</title>
    <published>2004-02-25T20:56:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-25T20:56:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ever wondered how they make the hamburger patties at Mc Donalds's ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tiggysribticklers.com/images/McDnlds.gif" alt="Doesn&amp;#39;t it make you hungry ?" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know...=P</content>
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    <title>The end of the week.</title>
    <published>2004-02-21T00:43:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-21T00:44:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This sucks more than anything...I got my income tax refund and I don't get to keep any of it. DAMN !  I'm sending it all off to bring my credit cards down.  I guess it's good, maybe &lt;i&gt;eventually&lt;/i&gt; I'll finish paying them off but DAMN IT ! I would so much rather go shopping with that money.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least it's Friday and I got my paycheck.  Today is the perfect day to rent some movies and cuddle with the one you love under warm blankets.  I've got to make hot chocolate too !  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't really have a lot of rain this winter...so I will welcome it for today.  I like rainy days only when I can stay home and be a bum.  I'll just have to deal with it though cuz here in southern cali we have been told to expect 5 days of rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My co-worker keeps bringing in really yummy goodies to work which she bakes herself and it's motivated me to want to bake.  I just hope it turns out as good as hers do.  I'm gonna stop at the market and buy some stuff to make a pasta with chicken and bake some muffins or cookies.  I'm in a cooking mood. or maybe i'm just hungry.  shit.  when aren't i hungry ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I've got to read one chapter of my poli.sci. book cuz the tests are based mostly on the book rather than the lecture.  That is my goal.  I've got to start the semester off by getting to my homework right away instead of waiting until the last minute.  I hate being a procrastinator.</content>
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    <title>Spring semester begins..</title>
    <published>2004-02-19T00:47:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-19T00:47:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">On to a much lighter topic, I started school today.  It sucks to wake up at 5:40am to be at school at 7am.  7 am classes SUCK ASS !  At least my teacher for that class is really easy-going.  He said, that he doesn't mind if we don't come to class every time we meet as long as we are reading the book and passing our tests.  He also doesn't mind if we are late, which really makes me feel better.  The rest of my classes were ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to write about how my valentine's went so here I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend (R) and I hang out with this other couple (let's call them Juice and Chica, nicknames they've received for being drunk asses) almost every weekend.  I guess last weekend Juice and R decided to plan something for the day.  R loves to be outdoors and loves to do things that do not involve sitting on your ass..which is cool cuz I like the same things.  They took us to this trail in Griffith Park and we went all the way to the top and the view was...&lt;i&gt;STUNNING&lt;/i&gt; !  It took us about 3 hours to get to the top but I got the best work out ever and had fun doing it.  We just talked, walked, and jogged...but it was perfect cuz it was simple.  Then we went to his house to rest for awhile before we went to dinner.  After we went to eat dinner and dance at this restaurant on the city walk called TuTu Tango.  It was soooo much fun!  It felt like when we were in high school...and that was the best!  Then we went to his house and I fell asleep in his arms which I absolutely &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; doing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downside to this day came at about 4 in the morning when I woke up and my butt and legs were having cramps (oops, i forgot to stretch after our hike).  They felt like never ending cramps...and I was so aggravated cuz I just wanted to sleep.  I finally fell asleep at around 5:30 in the morning and slept in.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, I went to a swapmeet with R and his mom.  I had the most delicious carne asada tacos and spent the day just talking and laughing.  R's grandma also gave me a really pretty..ummm...what's it called ?  ummm..those things you wrap around yourself at a beach that are really colorful.  It's so pretty.  For some reason I cannot remember the name of it...oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's all for now..</content>
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    <title>Abuelina</title>
    <published>2004-02-19T00:21:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-19T00:21:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I spoke to my sister earlier and she asked me "Have you seen grandma lately ?" and I told her "no, why ?"..and she told me that she is very sick.  Unfortunately I find that I tend to be very damn selfish with my time.  I rarely make the time to go visit my mom, sister, dad, grandparents, or my 5 month old nephew.  In fact the only person I always make time for is my boyfriend, my brother, and friends.  Every once in a while I realize that I'm making a big mistake by not taking the time.  Since my aunt died last week I have been thinking alot about how I need to appreciate my loved ones now.  Life is just SO damn fragile...I need to learn to take advantage that I have my immediate family still and need to truly appreciate it.  This is something that I am going to try to work on ASAP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..I just called my grandma and she sounded very sick.  This makes me sooooooo unbelievably sad.  I grew up with my grandparents in my house and I have always thought of them as immediate family.  When I was little I couldn't say Abuela Alina so I just blended it and till this day I call her Abuelina.  I did the same with my grandpa, to this day he is still Abuelotito.  The worst part is that my grandma refuses to see a doctor.  She doesn't want any doctors "que ni saben nada" to put tubes in her and test her and look at her like a science project.  I think the real reason she doesn't want to go is because she doesn't want to know what's wrong with her.  Instead she decided to diagnose herself and according to my abuelina she has cancer.  She also told me that she's felt death at her door step several times and that she has gathered her strength and avoided it.  I hate hearing her worry about death, she's always trying to have fun.  I don't want her to worry.  Aside from the fact that I love her and don't want to lose her...there's something else that would absolutely kill me.  My heart will break seeing my grandpa all by himself, they've been married for over 50 years.  They only have eachother, they depend on eachother, and care for eachother.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god, I've been very lucky and have never had to deal with the loss of a very close family member.  Unfortunately, I think life will soon catch up with me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to list some of the wonderful things I love about my grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How she wants to dance salsa and cumbia's whenever she gets the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How she laughs uncontrollably when my grandpa tries to dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How she could have had rich handsome men but instead she chose my grandpa..(an on going joke which she likes to tease my grandpa about).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Waking up to Carlos Vives and going to the living room to find her doing her crazy exercises in order to stay looking young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Plucking out her "canas" so that it doesn't ruin her naturally beautiful pitch black straight hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How she has always thought me and my mom should have been models (how flattering!)...and taking tons of pictures of us so that she could remember how beautiful we once were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  How she insists that we will not remain beautiful if we don't eat healthier and exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  How she keeps a doll that I gave her when I was about 8 years old right next to her bed so that she can always have something nearby that reminds her of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  How she's always pointing out which boys are "guapo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  How I should massage my neck every night with lotion so that I don't get a double-chin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that some of the things she says or does are crazy but that's what I love about them...she's just such a wonderfully crazy lovable person.  I hope and pray that she decides to see a doctor.  I am going to go visit her soon and I will try to convince my grandma to go ASAP.</content>
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    <title>bendel's</title>
    <published>2004-02-17T19:13:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-17T19:14:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm so pissed off that I won't be getting the orginal sale price of $50 off every $100 I spend...ugggghhhh!!!!</content>
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    <title>Friday the 13th</title>
    <published>2004-02-13T21:53:49Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-13T21:53:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>soft cell - *tainted love*</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I really don't take Friday the 13th as much more than any other day.  I didn't even realize it was "Friday the 13th" until my boss walked in the office rambling as always saying "It's Friday the 13th, it's friday the 13th".  I'm not really sure why the number 13 is considered....*bad* but I thought I'd share some facts about this ~/~spooky~/~ day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;According to Smithsonian Magazine "fear of the #13 costs American a billion dollars per year in absenteeism, train and plane cancellations,  and reduced commerce on the 13th of the month." &lt;br /&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;Fear of Friday the 13th dates back to Nordic Mythology.  Many of their thirteenth Gods met with violent deaths, such as Loki, the trickster. &lt;br /&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;Ancient Romans regarded the number 13 as a symbol of death, destruction and misfortune. &lt;br /&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;Lizzy Borden uttered a total of 13 words at her trial. &lt;br /&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;There were 13 original colonies. &lt;br /&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;A witches coven consists of 13 members. &lt;br /&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;Tarot Card number 13 is the Death Card, depicting the Grim Reaper &lt;br /&gt;(although it is read as transition or change and not literal death). &lt;br /&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;Hotels rarely have a room number 13.  Usually it is called 12a or 14.  Same with floors of buildings and the elevators without a #13 button.  Highways sometimes will skip exit 13 altogether also. &lt;br /&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;There are 13 steps leading to the gallows. &lt;br /&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;13 knots in a hangman's noose. &lt;br /&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;13 feet which the guillotine blade falls. &lt;br /&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;The driver of Princess Diana hit pillar #13 at Place de l'Alma when she was killed in Paris, France. &lt;br /&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;13 people, Christ and his 12 disciples, were in attendance at the last supper.  This is where the Christian belief ties in, making Friday a believed unlucky day, as the crucifixtion occurred on a Friday. &lt;br /&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;Certain ocean liners will be held in dock until after midnight to appease passenger's fears on Friday the 13th. &lt;br /&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;British study concluded that even though there were less cars on the road on Friday the 13th &lt;br /&gt;(as compared with other Fridays) more accidents were reported. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to read more, go to &lt;a href="http://www.cosmicsociety.com/friday13th.html"&gt;CosmicSociety.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;============================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend was born on a friday 13th, too!  Maybe he's evil ?? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..I get off work at 2:30 and then I've got to deposit my check and get to my credit union to make my car payment, actually 2 car payments, cuz I forgot last months.  SHIT..that can't be good for my credit.  Oh well, it's the first and the last time that happens.  I'm not feeling to hot, I think I'm catching the flu.  I'll probably just go to my boyfriend's house after running my errands and read or watch TV.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the big &amp;lt;3 day !  I don't really know what I'll be doing tomorrow.  According to my boyfriend, he has something planned...which is very un-like him.  So I'll just have to wait and see what it is..=)  I'm a real simple person though...I don't need roses, balloons, cards, and exaggerated lovey dovey things said to me.  I just want to have a nice simple day and possibly a nice dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a funny valentine's card from last year for everyone...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stripedsocks.evilsmile.net/junks/valentines.jpg" alt="Happy Valentine&amp;#39;s Day" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you are one of those people who could care less about Feb. 14th and just  want to take a shit on this whole Valentines's day stuff..here's some TP for your ass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.justtoiletpaper.com/valentines%20day.jpg" alt="Wipe your ass with hearts..=)" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special for Sunday...I'll probably just catch up with some zzzzzzzz's and my latest book, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0060088958/qid=1076708463/sr=2-1/ref=sr_2_1/103-7502491-8840648"&gt;The Dark Bride&lt;/a&gt;.</content>
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    <title>Lean_p2001 Pornolized</title>
    <published>2004-02-06T20:37:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-06T20:37:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is tooooooo funny...I had to share.  Go to &lt;a href="http://www.pornolize"&gt;Porn&lt;/a&gt;olize.com and type in your website url.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gives you the funniest/nastiest results..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a funny little excerpt of what it did to one of my posts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My birthday was sooooooooo much fun!!! We went to a deep throating restaurant/bar/club in the muff sniffing Universal "Nobgoblin" City Walk called Cafe "Scrotscrubber" Tu Tu "Son of a whore" Tango. We had some appetizers and I bought my first drink. It was barfed "Wango "Nobgoblin" Tango"...mmmmm, it was sooo good...it tasted like a felching really cold watermelon. Then right before we get up to go to the deep throating patio the charvering spews thrusts me a plowing drink "on the fisting house" for my b-day. It was a blow job. Never had one of those before. Shafts, so they made me put my hands behind my back and put my mouth over the blowing shot titty fucks and just take it like that. After that the DJ made me and several of the other birthday girls there dance by ourselves....which I did not do. I was drunk but not THAT drunk. My best friend went to the middle and danced with me. I kept ordering drinks and each time the bartender would give me a free drink for my birthday! Which obviously meant I got thrusted. But it was a good barfed, I didn't get sick."</content>
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