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  <title>Small doses daily...</title>
  <subtitle>absorbed and collected</subtitle>
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    <name>lianne</name>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2006-03-07T21:16:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-08T05:33:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-08T05:33:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Never again am I to hook up with good friends, for now at least. It all ends in bad news and being ignored. I am even ignored online. I sign on, they sign off. Kind of amusing actually. &lt;br /&gt;On a good note, I'm interested in other people!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:someshadeof_red:18947</id>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2006-02-23T16:58:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-24T00:59:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-24T00:59:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why am I so retarded and confusing?! What is up with me? Fffffuuucccck.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:someshadeof_red:18388</id>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2006-02-12T21:16:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-13T05:20:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-13T05:20:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yesterday consisted of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ALOT of alcohol&lt;br /&gt;-school&lt;br /&gt;-naked people&lt;br /&gt;-an emotional breakdown&lt;br /&gt;-chased by the cops&lt;br /&gt;-being driven home in a trunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even remember half of it. All that came out of last night is realizing that I'm a retarded drunk and I need to start taking care of my body.</content>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2006-02-08T18:55:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-09T03:03:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-09T03:03:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I decided that I really like my therapist. &lt;br /&gt;I told her about all the drugs I've done annnnnd she also thinks it's a good idea that I move out! She's also amazed at how stable I am considering how fucked up my family is. I've never met an adult who is so understanding. I like it.</content>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2006-02-02T22:11:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-03T06:14:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-03T06:14:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We should have two periods every day. I like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have been:&lt;br /&gt;-getting lunch after school.&lt;br /&gt;-smoking&lt;br /&gt;-eating more&lt;br /&gt;-not studying for finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend should be pretty good.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:someshadeof_red:17128</id>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2006-02-01T23:13:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-02T07:14:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-02T07:14:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's annoying when I'm already procrastinating and my parents come in to lecture me on procrastination which takes up MORE OF MY TIME.&lt;br /&gt;That is all.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:someshadeof_red:16853</id>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2006-01-30T21:49:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-31T05:55:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-31T05:55:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">stress stress stresssss&lt;br /&gt;I am sooooo screwed in both my art classes. I'm supposed to be good at these subjects! Why am I lazy???? &lt;br /&gt;I want to drop Comercial Arts so badly, but I dont want an open 5th and I cant drop 6th. I already TA and I don't want to TA for two periods. independant study? someone help me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:someshadeof_red:15942</id>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2006-01-23T21:31:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-24T05:32:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-24T05:32:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can't even lift a pitcher to pour a glass of water.&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to start excersizing.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:someshadeof_red:14606</id>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2006-01-02T16:19:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-03T00:20:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-03T00:20:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My immune system sucks.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:someshadeof_red:14241</id>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2005-12-28T22:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-29T06:15:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-29T06:15:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just got back from Nebraska. IT SUCKED BALLZ!! I never ever ever want to live there. ever. All they eat is pork, and I hate pork, and while they eat the pork, they talk about how they killed the pig. umm eww. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's super cold, and everyone knows everything about everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sober for a week and a half now. That's the longest I've gone in...I can't even remember. I'll change that tomorrow.</content>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2005-12-19T21:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-20T05:32:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-20T05:32:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My friends are totally FUCKED. I want to cry.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:someshadeof_red:13205</id>
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    <title>!!!!!!</title>
    <published>2005-12-14T03:54:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-14T03:54:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A HUGE weight has just been lifted off my shoulders. &lt;br /&gt;Today has been very very good.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:someshadeof_red:12317</id>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2005-12-05T22:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-06T06:22:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-06T06:22:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was looking through my mother's Anatomical Chart Book (for an art project)and I came across the "Understanding HIV&amp;AIDS" chart and the man in the picture is black. Is it bad that I find that amusing?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:someshadeof_red:12227</id>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2005-12-04T16:38:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-05T00:43:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-05T00:43:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>savage garden...shut up</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Last night was the first night I actually got away with having people over with my parents gone. It was kind of boring at first, but then we brought out the alcohol, the vaporizer, a few pills and we had some good times. Just the way to start of a good month!</content>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2005-11-30T21:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-01T06:00:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-01T06:00:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm really annoyed with EVERYTHING for no good reason. whyyyy?&lt;br /&gt;Because november sucks!!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:someshadeof_red:11621</id>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2005-11-29T20:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-30T04:05:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-30T04:05:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>some mix</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"Nothing's really THAT big of a deal in life, unless you have a health problem."&lt;br /&gt;- Mr. Brinkerhoff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, made my day.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:someshadeof_red:10936</id>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2005-11-19T09:24:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-19T17:31:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-19T17:31:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>happiness-built to spill</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Through all the shit my parents put me through, I still love my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-get high and see play.&lt;br /&gt;-go to jon's, party, and get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;-come home smashed and have good sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm trying to ignore being sick.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:someshadeof_red:10576</id>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2005-11-15T22:13:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-16T06:15:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-16T06:15:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">caffeine withdrawls are a bitch.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:someshadeof_red:10255</id>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2005-11-09T15:38:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-09T23:38:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-09T23:38:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really want to go to Utah =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yay for Bob1 this weekend =)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:someshadeof_red:10217</id>
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    <title>school needs to die!</title>
    <published>2005-11-09T00:45:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-09T00:45:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have a ridiculous amount of homework and somthing is going to be sacraficed. There is no way I'm going to be able to finish it all. &lt;br /&gt;Group projects suck also.</content>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2005-10-29T16:54:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-30T00:01:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-30T00:01:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>fall out boy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So last night was the costume party and I don't remember much. I really need to control how much I drink because it's real shitty not remembering a good time. The parts that I do remember were good times though. &lt;br /&gt;There were so many people there but eventually the cops came because the girls in my grade are completely INSANE and want to kill eachother!</content>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2005-10-27T20:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-28T04:09:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-28T04:09:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span class="blacktextnb10"&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;01. Last Cigarette: friday&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
02. Last Kiss: today&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
03. Last Cry: few days ago&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
04. Last Library Book Checked Out: i buy books, i should start going to libraries...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
06. Last Book Read: slaughter house five&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
07. Last Cuss Word Uttered: shit&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
08. Last Beverage Drank: water with lemon&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
09. Last Food Consumed: burrito!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
11. Last TV Show Watched: i havent watched tv in so long&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
12. Last Time Showered: an hour ago&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
13. Last Shoes Worn: silver sandals&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
14. Last Cd played: gorillaz - demon days&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
15. Last Soda Drank: coke duh&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
16. Last Thing Written: duh&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
17. Last Words Spoken: "yeah looks good"&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
18. Last Sleep: last night&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
21. Last Ice Cream Eaten: chocolate chip cookie dough&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
22. Last Time Wanting to Die: i dont want to die&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
26. Last Big Car Ride: whats considered a big car ride?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
27. Last Crush: matt&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
28. Last Annoyance: senior cap and gown forms&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
30. Last Time Scolded Someone: yesterday when my sister annoyed me&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
32. Last Web Site Visited: myspace lol&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
N U M B E R O F . . .&lt;br&gt;
01. piercings: 2&lt;br&gt;
02. tattoos: none yet&lt;br&gt;
03. height: 5'7" &lt;br&gt;
04. shoe size: 8 or 9&lt;br&gt;
05. hair color:  blonde &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
D O ...&lt;br&gt;
01. you have a crush on someone: yep&lt;br&gt;
02. you wish you could live somewhere else: very much so&lt;br&gt;
03. you think about suicide: no&lt;br&gt;
04. you believe in online dating: no that's stupid&lt;br&gt;
05. others find you attractive: depends on the person i guess&lt;br&gt;
06. you want more piercings: yup&lt;br&gt;
07. you drink: uhh who do you think i am? lol&lt;br&gt;
08. you do drugs: uh yuh&lt;br&gt;
09. you smoke: i guess&lt;br&gt;
10. you like cleaning: shit, noooo!&lt;br&gt;
11. you like roller coasters: of course&lt;br&gt;
12. you write in cursive or print: printish-cursivish&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
F A V O R I T E....&lt;br&gt;
drinks: coke&lt;br&gt;
thing to do: eat&lt;br&gt;
movies: im to lazy to list them all lol&lt;br&gt;
holiday: christmas =)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
H A V E Y O U . . .&lt;br&gt;
ever lied to someone: yea&lt;br&gt;
ever faked an orgasm:&amp;nbsp; hahahaha&lt;br&gt;
ever been arrested: almost&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
W H A T. . .&lt;br&gt;
shampoo do you use: herbal essense&lt;br&gt;
shoes do you wear: sandals, flats, converse&lt;br&gt;
are you scared of: creepy crawlies and failure&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
N U M B E R . . .&lt;br&gt;
.. of times you have been in love? i thought i was once&lt;br&gt;
.. of times you have had your heart broken? semi-once&lt;br&gt;
.. of hearts you have broken? none that i know of&lt;br&gt;
.. of drugs taken illegally? 4?5? &lt;br&gt;
.. of people you consider your enemies? none. &lt;br&gt;
.. of things in your past that you regret? no regrets, although there are some thing im ashamed of&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:someshadeof_red:8381</id>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2005-10-21T19:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-22T02:24:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-22T02:24:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>fischerspooner</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I reaaaaally hope Homecoming doesn't go wrong. I'm sure everything will be fine but still.....</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:someshadeof_red:8062</id>
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    <title>someshadeof_red @ 2005-10-20T21:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-21T04:34:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-21T04:34:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I talked to my Dad last night about the whole diary thing. Of course he thinks that what he did was the "right thing to do" I don't really care what he thinks anymore. It feels nice. &lt;br /&gt;I feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daft Punk makes me happy.</content>
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    <title>I've never felt so naked</title>
    <published>2005-10-18T03:06:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-18T03:14:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So my Dad was moving all my shit out of my room so the workers could tear down my walls, and he came across my journals. He read them that fucker. I've never felt so violated in my life. He gave them to my Mom and she told me she didn't read them. I think that's the most motherly thing she's ever done in my life. So my Dad knows basically everything about me and everything I've done. What the hell was he thinking? Did he actually think he would feel better if he read it? More powerful? I bet he just read them so he could have more power over me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow my mom and I got on the topic of her family, wow. One of her brothers became a pharmasist to learn how to make drugs and her other brother was heavily involved with drugs since before he was 16. My grandma, grandpa, and mom have all been alcoholics. I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I turn 17 tomarrow.</content>
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