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  <title>Kelly</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2001 00:01:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Poor Patch</title>
  <author>monkie387@home.com</author>  <link>http://punker3.livejournal.com/4972.html</link>
  <description>Today was a really sad day for me.  Joey and I went dad&apos;s house for Father&apos;s Day, and we were in his room watching some tv, and then Gary came in and was like Patches (Patches is a dog) is crying and she crapped all over the down stairs room(which was kinda good because she hadn&apos;t gone to the bathroom since Friday morning).  So my dad went down stairs to clean up, and when he went down there, she was laying on the floor really weak and she wasn&apos;t crying anymore.  Her eyes were like glased over and her tail wasn&apos;t waggying.  She was like almost passed out.  So my dad kinda scared and started to talk to her and tell her that she was good, because he thought that she was just upset that we went to the bathroom over the house, and that my dad was going to get mad at her, but he wasn&apos;t.  So he put the leish on her and started to like cheer her up and be like &quot;ur a good gurl, come on, you can do it&quot; and stuff, because she wasn&apos;t getting up or anything.  So he had to like drag her outside, and we were all thinking that she was going to get up when she was outside because it was wet out and stuff, but she didn&apos;t.  He got her outside and she just layed there and she wouldn&apos;t do anything.  So me and Alisa, Allie, and Ashley went outside and tried to cheer her up , but that still didn&apos;t work.  So we were all worried and stuff, so we thought that we should just bring her to the hospital, mind you that Karen wasn&apos;t home.  SO he called her and told her to give him the number to the doctors office and told her what was going on with the dog.  So she got scared, because Patch is like her daughter.  But my dad couldn&apos;t wait for Karen to get home, so he got Gary to put Patch&apos;s bed in the back of the truck, the yellow one (ewww!) and he lifted her up and put her in, and she got all of her energy to get up and move off of the bed and try to get off, because she wasn&apos;t going to go anywhere in the back of it (i guess she feels the same way about the truck as i do! lol)!!  So when she got up, we all thought that she was ok, but as soon as he took her down, she callopsed again.  She was just laying there helplessly, i felt so bad!  She was in so much pain!  So he put the dog&apos;s bed in the truck with him, and drove her to the hopsital.  I guess that they took over from there, we didn&apos;t go, we stayed home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they took over, and they said that her sugar intake or whatever, something about sugar, was really low, her body temperature was a couple of degrees lower then it should be, and something else too, but I guess that when Karen got there, she said that she had never seen her like that, and she just kept on saying that she wasn&apos;t going to make it.  And when she walked into the room where Patch was, she didn&apos;t do anything, and Patch usally gets up and jumps on her and stuff, and she didn&apos;t even wag her tail.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my dad just called the vet like an hour ago and they said that she was walking around and stuff, which is really really good considering her condition this morning.  So hearing that made everyone&apos;s day a little bit happier...and it really suxed for my dad since it was Father&apos;s Day and everything.  So it wasn&apos;t a great day to start and end fathers day.  I felt bad for everyone today.  So my day suxed!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 13 Jun 2001 01:01:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>monkie387@home.com</author>  <link>http://punker3.livejournal.com/4684.html</link>
  <description>I&apos;m sooo happy!  Wayne came to see me!!  He came over and my mom answered the door, he was like, oh, umm, is sarah there, she was like yeah, are u Wayne, he as like yeah, so i guess you could say that they met.   It was soooo nice to see him again!  He forgot his hat, and it was funny to see him with out it, considering his hair color and all, it was just like all off, but it was so nice to see him again.  I missed him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got these little booklet from school about the whole sex thing, and Wayne and I put the one where it shows you how to put on the condom...and she found it and she thought that it was from sales person.  it was funny.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim is like having a crisis.  Kyle asked her out, and well, i confused about it all.  Here is our conversation:&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: is it true that u go with kyle?&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: i can&apos;t talk right now&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: is it true&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: im having a nervous break down brb in like 10&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: ok&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: k&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: im back&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: r u there&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: yeah&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: sry&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: ok&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: whats going on?&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: ok kyle asked me out and i said yes but now he is cut&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: what is his user name?&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: ill give it to u after he is officially cut&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: ok&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: y are u cutting him already&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: k&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: y shouldn&apos;t eye&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: *I&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: ummmm&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: y did u say yes&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: cause crystal was like i dare u to&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: or she was like say yes and then i was like fine cause i thought that he was joking because he asked crystal out also&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: ooo&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: ewwww&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: sry&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: but then he said that it wasn&apos;t meant to go to her&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: ...sure...&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: lol&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: she was on and she was like have u talked to kim&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: u know but im still haing my alex craving&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: i was like not really, not in the past hour&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: lol&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: thats what i put in my journal&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: did u read&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: yeah&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: i did&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: alex cravings and pizza &lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: lol&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: vege pizza&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: yeha&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: yum,&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: Alex &lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: not yum alex the pizza i mean&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: :-*s to alex&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: lol&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: oops&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: lol&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: ha ha&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: are u done&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: with what&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: cutting him&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: no not yet cause he hasn&apos;t replied&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: o&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: hes heatbroken&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: lol&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: o gosh&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: i saw wayne&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: i saw alex i have an alex screen saver&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: are u serious??&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: when did u see him&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: i saw him on my computer on my screensaver&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: OOOO&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: lol&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: gotcha yeah&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: its over now ok&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: give me the sn&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: send me the conversation&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: ok&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: r u on ur email&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: yes&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: the monkie one&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: ok&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: i sent it&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: k&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: k&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: ewww sn&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: lol&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: I know&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: oh gosh u have to read this one too&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: im going to forward it to u&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: k&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: k&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: u know those brocures from school?&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: yeah&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: i sent it&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: i took one home and wayne and i put the one with the condom going on the guy on leannes from car window&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: lol&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: i got it&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: im stil reading the first one&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: Ewwwww did u see crystal condom icon&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: yes&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: i commented on that to her too&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: lol&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: i read them &lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: okey dokey so r u as confused as me&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: k&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: back&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: yeah im&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: confused too&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: but whats new&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: i just got a job&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: i did too&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: i feel naked without my journal&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: its like sometin is missing&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: been there&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: but at least it wasn&apos;t like the &quot;real&quot; one&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: i know nick was missing 2day&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: still&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: he was?&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: and u klnow this cuz....&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: get on the banana boat&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: lol&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: ok &lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: get on the condom boat with that lady&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: ewwwww&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: that lady and mr. santi&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: ewwwwww&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: lol&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: ms lockhard was pissed off when she got back from lunch&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: lol&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: i know&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: g2g bye&lt;br /&gt;x009menos002x: later&lt;br /&gt;fallenangellll16: k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is cool between Wayne and I, so that&apos;s all good, THANK GOD!!!! :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 12 Jun 2001 00:38:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>monkie387@home.com</author>  <link>http://punker3.livejournal.com/4008.html</link>
  <description>My letter to Alex - &lt;br /&gt;Dear Alex, &lt;br /&gt;    I want to confess my love to you.  I&apos;ve felt this way for a long time, and I just haven&apos;t told you my true feelings.  So if you are reading this, please accept my invitation to come over my house at 2:30 a.m. just like Ross and Wayne did, we will have FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;~*Sarah*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Jun 2001 15:25:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Blah!</title>
  <author>monkie387@home.com</author>  <link>http://punker3.livejournal.com/2524.html</link>
  <description>I&apos;m sick...again!  it sux, my back is killing me and stuff.  I gota head ake and i can&apos;t talk good, and that just sux to begin with, and i ake!  well, it hasn&apos;t helped that i haven&apos;t taken any pills yet, but hey, guess who&apos;s fault is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night Ross came over, i didn&apos;t really feel like talking to him, not just him, everyone, so i gave off that vibe.  SORRY ROSS!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I&apos;m off, PRICE IS RIGHT!!!</description>
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  <lj:music>La La La La La Da Da Da Da!!!!!!  Price if Right Song!</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jun 2001 03:01:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ok...i sent some &quot;thretening&quot; e-mails to some people that said that i wish that they were dead, they told their parents and then they called the police and stuff. i ended up getting ing major trouble...which pisses me off because i shouldn&apos;t of.  and one of my friends is giving me a hard time about it, when it isn&apos;t even her business.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jun 2001 03:00:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ok...i sent some &quot;thretening&quot; e-mails to some people that said that i wish that they were dead, they told their parents and then they called the police and stuff. i ended up getting ing major trouble...which pisses me off because i shouldn&apos;t of.  and one of my friends is giving me a hard time about it, when it isn&apos;t even her business.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jun 2001 03:00:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ok...i sent some &quot;thretening&quot; e-mails to some people that said that i wish that they were dead, they told their parents and then they called the police and stuff. i ended up getting ing major trouble...which pisses me off because i shouldn&apos;t of.  and one of my friends is giving me a hard time about it, when it isn&apos;t even her business.</description>
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