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    <title>cry for help!</title>
    <published>2006-06-14T08:48:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-14T08:48:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">-i need fashion help asasp.&lt;br /&gt;-i need to stop drinking.&lt;br /&gt;-i hate being single and dating sucks.&lt;br /&gt;-i need to lay of the secret eatings and get back into my exercise routine.&lt;br /&gt;-i need to connect with friends but its hard when i can't even drive out of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...thank god for music and video games to keep me sane. =/</content>
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    <title>haduken!</title>
    <published>2006-05-16T03:35:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-16T03:35:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i need to start saving my quarters for my new addiction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v368/bizzarincident/streetfighter.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and i get paid this friday so hopefully i can finally visit the marc jacobs store with maria.</content>
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    <title>road trip?</title>
    <published>2006-05-11T19:57:35Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i feel like just getting up and leaving on some random trip...somewhere new and mysterious...maybe go visit marky in new jersey...but 2 days on the greyhound doesn't seem too pleasent...=/</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bizzareincident:5040</id>
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    <title>im going to be vanilla this week</title>
    <published>2006-05-08T19:04:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-08T19:04:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yeah after last night im going to ease up on the going out and save some money for next weekends flea market trip...thinking about it over the past month i think ive only been sober like 5 days...haha yeah thats kinda lame...plus, im looking forward to working out, catching up on movies i haven't seen yet, and to finally beat silent hill 2.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bizzareincident:4689</id>
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    <title>who's gonna pay your rent...bitch</title>
    <published>2006-05-08T01:57:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-09T17:18:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v368/bizzarincident/brownpower.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v368/bizzarincident/hotmamas.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after last nights adventure in silverlake...here's what i discovered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-short stop is the place to find money on the floor from rich drunk kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-support your local tamale man and your stomach will thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-old black jazz men can still rock out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dressing down is the new dressing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...oooh and i've got a lot of compliments on my new short haircut...its scary because its like im looking at myself like 6 years ago because i havent had short hair since high school...but yeah, im ready for a new look and change of pace and my haircut started it off. but yeah, time to eat some bbq and get ready to celebrate liz's bday...dancing, singing, drinking, and del tace...you know how we roll.</content>
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    <title>bizzareincident @ 2006-05-04T09:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-04T16:53:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-04T16:53:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im sure...it's been way too long since i posted a journal entry...well i guess its because ive been moving around so much from home, to my best friends sarah, and my ex danny and soon back home. plus ive become jamaican again with all the peanut butter jobs i've had to take just to pay the bills. but yeah, lately ive been feeling so drained with school, work, and my recent break up...but things are lightening up since summer is nearly here. ive already decided to do for ME now and become closer with my ol' friends who i somewhat neglected during my last relationship. oh, and thanks to all my friends who are still around and caring even after recent troubles...but yeah, here's what im looking forward to this summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-flea markets&lt;br /&gt;-warped tour (the sounds are playing again)&lt;br /&gt;-las vegas&lt;br /&gt;-a second job&lt;br /&gt;-bar hoping with maria, sarah, and randy&lt;br /&gt;-no school&lt;br /&gt;-cooking (im trying to learn to make yummy meals so when i get my own place i'll be domesticated)&lt;br /&gt;-X-Men 3!!!&lt;br /&gt;-NO RELATIONSHIPS (as much as i want one they're too disracting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but yeah, this is a fresh start and i want to just be happy...let's make this one of the best summers so far!</content>
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    <title>bizzareincident @ 2005-02-19T01:29:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-19T09:47:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-19T09:49:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well, i guess it hasnt been that long since i wrote here. but yeah, just to sum up whats been going on these last couple moths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- no school this semester.&lt;br /&gt;- got overlooked for a promotion at work...somewhat bitter still but i know im still the best.&lt;br /&gt;- forced to move in with dinobot since my younger sis is in need of her "own space" therefore i sleep in the dark corner of dinobots already cluttered room.&lt;br /&gt;- soy chai latte's and steamed cider...the new addiction.&lt;br /&gt;- forced to pay rent and im still living like a red-haired step child.&lt;br /&gt;- still seeing the most awesome guy ever.&lt;br /&gt;- resident evil 4...i just got the infinite rocket launcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but yeah, there's a chance too i might move in with christopher and moot, moot doesnt mind and i would pay her rent and money for groceries. it'll be a big change but at this point i'll take my freedom.</content>
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    <title>bizzareincident @ 2004-12-06T12:00:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-06T20:08:39Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-06T20:08:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im sooo bored. im here at the library waiting till 1pm so i can talk to a counselor and see what classes i need to take so i can be gone from this institution. how funny, my cousin randy is sitting right behind me. damn im out of chapstick...first time in years i've actually used up a whole capsule of chapstsick...i usually lose them within a week. well it's my day off so i plan to relax and hang out with bromytroniczoid...i promised i'd buy him chocalate milk at my work. so yeah, it looks like i got that promotion at work, im really anxious to help my manager out so we can make more profit and expand the store to other cities...plus the $9 and hour will help me pay off my debts. ooooh yeeeah, and after months of having no music in my car, im finally going to be getting cd player for my car. my goal is to also fix my front window, and get a new mobile. for those who have seen my car you know how run-down its become so im really happy to start getting it fixed up nice like...i should probably wash it too, havent done that in a good few months.</content>
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    <title>bizzareincident @ 2004-11-25T12:20:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-25T20:24:28Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-25T20:24:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nelly Mckay - Waiter</lj:music>
    <content type="html">heard some interesting news today about my "competition" at work. im not getting my hopes up, i've learned to expect the worst so when the worst does happen you dont get bummed out. i think im slowly becoming a gwen stefani fan, some customer at work was blasting gwen's new cd in her car and i have to say it sounded pretty good. if anything i'll buy if for homina for a winter gift so i can secretly listen to it.</content>
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    <title>lame day</title>
    <published>2004-11-16T19:38:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-16T19:38:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i feel like a fucking ass hole and i really really really want a huge bowl of spaghetti right now but my stomach is killing me. but yeah, i dont even know how im going to make it through today, i have the shittiest hang over and i had to work early in the morning and now im at school and it hurts to think, then i have to get ready for my other job for tonight. today was my last day at the bagel shop but i didnt even stay for my whole shift because i felt like passing out so i left early. nooooo but my stomach is growling but im afraid to eat. last night was so weird, all i can remember is yeah yeah splashing my face with water in the mens restroom, running over a wooden barricade, and getting pulled over by the cops, but they surprisingly let us go because i used to make their mocha's during my starbucks days. i usually know my limits but markie was buying us all shots and i became gluttonous and now i have to deal with feeling crappy. actually, as im typing this im starting to feel a little better. i wonder if i can find a place to take a nap?</content>
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    <title>bizzareincident @ 2004-10-28T11:25:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-28T18:24:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-28T18:24:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well today shall be another hectic day but tonight shall make up for it...here's whats going happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)here at school finishing biology paper&lt;br /&gt;2)visit mom at work &lt;br /&gt;3)clean kitchen and room&lt;br /&gt;4)get sleepys...2 hours should do it&lt;br /&gt;5)shower and shave&lt;br /&gt;6)head to coin star and cash in dimes and nickels&lt;br /&gt;7)buy a camera&lt;br /&gt;8)meet eskimo pie and begin our journey to BB&lt;br /&gt;9)drink, dance, drink, dance and kiki fun time</content>
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    <title>bizzareincident @ 2004-10-27T01:03:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-27T08:25:39Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-27T08:25:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this week isn't going as great as i thought. i started closing at my new job and forgot how exhausting it is. plus, i have to open at my second job plus school...i hope im not too burned out for thursday night at BB. i have to look somewhat decent because D. and J. might be there, unlikey but i wont pass up another oppurtunity to say hello. im hoping the luscious velvet's will be able to attend as well, we always have so much fun dancing and drinking...i love those gals. also, kiki shall be making her LA arrival thursday and will join the BB festivities. what sucks is that i talked to Bromy and we realized our work schedules and my plans for thursday wouldnt allow us to see each other for a couple days...noooo but i already miss him. awww it's raining, tomorrow i can wear my scarf and beanie and be all warm and adorable. But yeah, i should try and get some sleepys because tomorrow will be another long day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, older women love when you call them "mrs."...makes them feel young and they'll tip you generously.</content>
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    <title>bizzareincident @ 2004-10-13T11:19:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-13T18:37:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-13T18:37:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so yeah here at school killing time before bioloy lab. right now we're studying about viruses and how they affect cellular structures. but yeah i love learning about that kind of stuff because it reminds me of resident evil and i pretend in my head that im a mad scientist on the brink of creating a mutagenic virus to creature zombies. anyway, so last night i picked up bromy and we hung out and it was really funny because we spent a good amount of time trying to figure out what kind of pokemon our friends look like. uuugh speaking of which, Raticate is pissing me off because he's been talking crap about me behind my back and im onto his sleazy ways. nobody talks shit about my cut-off shorts and grandpa sweaters. at least i dont have zits the size of mt. everest on my neck...but yeah god bless him and all but he's been striking a nerve. oooh and My friend Markie is in town, he's been off in Iraq so im hoping we can all get together and just drink and remember the good ol' days. but yeah, im surprised how mellow this week as been, everything has been positive so im thankful for that. well lab time soon approaches and my little zombie tummy needs substance, meetza and sounds soooo good right now.</content>
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    <title>bizzareincident @ 2004-10-01T10:15:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-01T17:26:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-01T17:26:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">finally the weekend is here. this whole week ive been busy with school and covering all of my co-workers unwanted shifts so i could get more cash next paycheck. once again i get paid today only to have a few dimes and nickles left since i owe the guradian force and dinobot money. but my bday gathering is tomorrow so im hoping relatives shower me with money...probably not because my family doesnt't like me...but im hoping anyway because i need another id and my car still needs some fixing. plus, ive been feeling kind of bad because i flaked out on eskimo pie and i will have to make it up because she's really a great friend and helped me break out of my shell this last year and has been there for some of my hard times...can't let happen again becuase friends are too important and they understand you on a different level because they've gone through the same shit as you. but yeah, everything is calming down now that the weekend is here so i hope to just relax and prepare for another hectic week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s halloween in 30 days.</content>
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    <title>bizzareincident @ 2004-09-25T09:58:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-25T17:10:03Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-25T17:10:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">last night me and maria headed to hollywood to celebrate my 21st bday. we first went to cafe 101 for tasty french friesand coffee and then off to underground. it sucked because that same day i had to run so many errands for my new job plus i had to work so i was really tired but once we had a few drinks and danced, my energy sky rocketed. the darling collette (sp?) was there with her friend juniper and we all just lounged about and drank and danced, and drank some more and complimented each others hair. but yeah i had a awesome night with my friends and now i have to clean the kicthen.</content>
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    <title>the good and the bad</title>
    <published>2004-09-22T18:40:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-22T18:40:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well it looks like both me and mom got the job at it's a grind. i can't wait to start working and earning more money plus its right down the street from my house which means less gas. i might quit my other job at the sandwich place but still debating...i could just work there weekends and an extra pay check would be nice. But as i predicted, my good luck soon ended with me and my dad's arguing. he's back on the pain killers and he's been even more threating and what not. basically he wants me out of the house while ive been doing no wrong. ive been going to school, working and mainting the house while he's going back and forth from rehab. but yeah, by the next day he'll forget what he said so its never serious i guess. It's just all the commotion and arguing at the house that's annoying me. but for now i just maintain a low profile and do what he says. so yeah im at school and i have biology lab next. mmm...coffee and a blueberry muffin sound so good right now. i believe a stop to the cafetria is in order.</content>
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    <title>bizzareincident @ 2004-09-16T00:31:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-16T07:40:03Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-16T07:40:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i bought some ties today at this really cheap thrift store called scrappy's bargins, oh and a cool black wallet for like 25 cents. but yeah, tomorrow me and mom are going to apply at it's a grind coffee. im hoping me and mom get hired because we both need the extra cash. im soooo sleepy though and i have so many errands to run tomorrow. hopefully, D. will come by my work so i can see him and hang out for a wee bit. but yeah manny needs a good nights slumber so i shall depart now.</content>
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    <title>...staaaars....</title>
    <published>2004-09-13T20:41:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-13T20:41:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">man finally a change of good luck is coming my way. i got an A on my biology test. plus, ive been hanging out with D. a lot and enjoying every second we're together. sunday was great because me and maria went to the rose bowl flea market and found great bargins. she got so cute blouses while i snagged some shirts and a flight bag. but somewhere in my journey through the flea market i witnessed some male prostitution going on...very scary. we then headed to H.E. and feasted on tofu burgers and lactose free milkshakes....so fucking delicious. it was good to just be able to treat myself to some clothes and good food because now i really have to pinch every penny for my bday in two weeks. oh yeah, saw resident evil....good attempt but the first was better, too much action not enough zombies and suspense. other than that, i had a fun weekend and just wanted to share that with you.</content>
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    <title>....2</title>
    <published>2004-09-08T05:41:24Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-08T05:47:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i really hope they change the degrassi theme song. it needs to either be more urban or pop-ish. anway, so today was one of those days where i just felt overloaded with stress so me and mom hung out for a wee bit so i could clear my head and relax. we went to the mall and she bought some shoes i didnt really care for, but she's like "fuck you i like them" haha thats mom alright...so vulgar i love it. but yeah i also treated myself to some stizzle bizzle's. man i have to type my paper for biology...but im too weak and lazy. i'll just do it tomorry before class. oh and im hoping to find some bargins at the flea market this weekend. well my yes are starting to hurt so im goign to conclude this journal entry. hoot hoot.</content>
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    <title>bizzareincident @ 2004-09-07T12:45:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-07T19:43:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-07T19:43:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">here at school. feeling anxious and nervous for some unknown reason. plus my stomachs feels like i have butterflies inside. i finally know that feeling maria gets when she really really has to pee. well i have to head to geography lab...i shall continue this entry later tonight.</content>
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    <title>bizzareincident @ 2004-09-06T00:04:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-06T19:05:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-06T19:09:48Z</updated>
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    <title>a bizzare incident occured...</title>
    <published>2004-09-03T07:40:39Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-03T07:44:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so today i woke up early and met maria for some coffee before heading to school. i got to see a lot of my old coworkers. ugggh even the wretched bleach blonde beast...how i hate every cell and atom that make up her body. but yeah after my coffee and drooling over maria's vampire boy i headed to school. im really enjoying my classes this semester. i might even have a chance of passing biology this semester...horray for cellular structures and the scientific method. but yeah, tomorrow is pay day and i wont get to see a dime because i have to get my front window to my car fixed and thats going to cost about $400. so yeah, im hoping the guardian forces lighten up with the ridiculous curfews so i can enjoy the company of friends this weekend. but yeah, i think thats enough for my first livejournal entry. buh bite.</content>
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