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  <title>Alli's Stuff</title>
  <subtitle>late night ramblings</subtitle>
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  <updated>2005-02-01T05:21:10Z</updated>
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    <title>birth day</title>
    <published>2005-02-01T05:21:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-01T05:21:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>New Found Glory</lj:music>
    <content type="html">it's officially February 1st... as of about 5 minutes ago at least.... so that means my birthday is officially a day away.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seventeen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems like im so old... like when i was 12 i remember thinking how weird it would be to be 17 and have to start like planning your life and stuff... weird, now im there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i can legally drive till 1 AM... buy tickets to an R rated movie... and yea that's about it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So birthday wishlist... &lt;br /&gt;- some new cd's i could use a change&lt;br /&gt;- some warmer weather so i can go to the beach and get a much needed tan!&lt;br /&gt;- a massage&lt;br /&gt;- i always need point shoes, that's not exciting though&lt;br /&gt;- piles of food that don't make me get fat.. haha... &lt;br /&gt;- a shopping spree&lt;br /&gt;- A boyfriend!! i don't no if you can find those in the stores, but one would be greatly appreciated! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya that list sucks... i can't think of anything good that i need though, i hate how you can't think of what you want when your under pressure but when no one is getting you anything there's lot of stuff you need... &lt;br /&gt;im so hyper right now.. omg... alright.. im gonna try to sleep... back to school tomorow, wonderful</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:allig0288:612</id>
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    <title>mal's house</title>
    <published>2005-02-01T05:08:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-01T05:09:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tiler hilton</lj:music>
    <content type="html">omg... i finally got around to updating this and i typed up the whole thing and i pressed a button and lost it all within seconds, how much does that suck? so lets see if i can remember what i was gonna say... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i had so much fun last weekend at mals... seirously, i like all you guys so much better than my friends, they suck! haha... i found out that beer games are not my calling, however still fun! for someone with such low tolerance i sure put back a few! but i guess that's where the problem lies... that point where you think something in your head before saying or doing it disapeared and i found myself being silly, and by silly i mean making a fool of myself.. haha... some very interesting pictures!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess, mike, and mal-- my secret is out, huh? so for everyone else.. i have a new crush:-) im such 6th grader, i still get that butterfly feeling when you know that the person probably knows and all you can do is wait to see what they say... hmm, this is the not fun part!  oh well, what can you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's been so long since my first post.. that won't happen again cause i think i am now addicted...</content>
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    <title>my first entry</title>
    <published>2004-07-29T05:45:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-29T05:45:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>something corporate</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so you always hear people talking about these live journal things and i honestly didn't get the whole thing... i thought it was trying to hard... but my sister told me earlier today i should do one and i was lying in bed listening to something corporate attempting to fall asleep with millions of thoughts running through my head and before i knew what i was doing i was back up and my computer was on and im sitting here in my comfy sweater and my underwear (hot, i know) typing away whatever comes into my head... i actually still don't get it... but i guess it's addicting i can't stop and it's weird to see my thoughts on the screen before i even realize that i've been typing.  &lt;br /&gt;im not so sure about how the whole process works, but im gonna post this so anyone can see it probably... there's nothing too personal in here.... if you are reading this and don't know me, my name is allison and im 16... i recently started with the sleeping problems actually around my 16th birthday in february when it occured to me that im getting old and i guess anxiety about what the hell im going to do with myself in my life is setting in... hmm... what else about me?  I'm a dancer... for those of you with wild imaginatons, that's a ballet dancer... and along with many teens, especially ballet dancers im ongoingly frustrated with my weight (all my cute size 2 pants are feeling awfully tight!), my appearance,friends, boys, sex, balancing a social life with school work and an intense ballet schedule, all the good stuff... if your someone who reads a lot of these i bet this is all pretty repetative and boring... i may sound like im depressed... im really not... just confused... in an excited way though... im just tired of waiting to see what happens.. i want to know already!  so i guess this is kind of an introduction... i have a few summer flings and crap to write about and also the next month to have some more good times before going back to school.... so i still can't believe im doing this... i'll keep posting... &amp;lt;3 alli</content>
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