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  <title>My Duck Will Kick Your Duck's Ass!</title>
  <subtitle>★☆ My Elise ☆★</subtitle>
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    <name>★☆ My Elise ☆★</name>
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  <updated>2007-02-10T03:53:20Z</updated>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2007-02-09T22:52:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-10T03:52:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-10T03:53:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I want it to be Tuesday so I can see Andy again.&lt;br /&gt;I quit my job at the office today, just in time, I might have killed the office manager if I hadn't I can't stand old cranky women. I told Kevin at J's and he said I can do Salad QC in the morning if I want to which I amazing. I got paid $10 and hour at the office in this morning and Salad QC pays I think $13.50 an hour. So... It's like I quit and get a raise.&lt;br /&gt;I think I have acid reflux, I have to go to the doctor on Tuesday afternoon to me sure and get medicated. If its not that whatever it is it hurts and is one horrible pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;Time for food, chocolate, and sleeeeeeeeeep. The later sounds best after my quarter life crisis that prohibited my sleep last night. Which resulted in me seriously rethinking the idea of law school. Its cutting close to where I actually have to grow up and decide. I'm just not ready for that, I'm too indecisive for that, I think I'll just go for my MBA after next year maybe the combined JD program if I'm feeling risky.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway... sleep sounds good.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pixi3:56930</id>
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    <title>Check-up</title>
    <published>2007-02-07T03:29:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-07T03:29:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I kind of forgot about this thing until like a week ago. I've been too caught up in the Facebook and MySpace lands, well as far as the internet world goes. &lt;br /&gt;Schools kicking my ass so far this semester. There is way more reading than i can handle. I've been good about going to class too which is amazing considering my track record in that area. I've only missed one class and that was Monday when I knew I just wouldn't get there on time anyway. I hate going to class late. I have 5 papers to write, 2 of which are for a class that I have no idea what going on in. It makes my life conveniently though how all my criminal justice classes cover basically the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;Work isn't too much better I actually look forward to work at J. Alexander's now because of the other awesome people, especially after my mornings in the office where it is just so quiet and boring I just don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still rather tired of Andy living so far away. This weekend was alright up there. St. Augustine was fun and Jacksonville is amazing looking, I want to see more of it, when it's not so cold and I'm not stuck at some gun show. It seems like he'll never end up back here which I won't doubt because chances are I'll end up going to law school somewhere near there, I'll probably to apply to almost all of the law schools in Florida. Theres ten and so far I know I want to apply to 5 of them. Just applying will cost quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;I want to change something in my life. Nothing too drastic. Just something to make it go smoother. Maybe once my credit card bills are paid off I'll be able to be a little better off, thats the one this that I always seem to look at when I want to do something and then shortly after remind myself I can't. &lt;br /&gt;Off to bed now Work in the office in the a.m. and work at J's in the p.m..&lt;br /&gt;I'm very indecisive about how I want next week to go. It always end up badly anyway. I might as well not even think about it.</content>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2006-11-09T06:23:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-09T06:23:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-09T06:23:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">R.I.P &lt;br /&gt;Dinah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really bad for my brother he's really upset. I just hope she wasn't what was making my dad sick.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pixi3:56518</id>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2006-10-21T18:36:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-21T18:37:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-21T18:37:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm at Andy's! yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween horror nights tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited I've wanted to go for like forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else going? I know a bunch of you are already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3333333</content>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2006-10-06T01:40:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-06T01:45:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-06T01:45:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hate the way my life has been going.&lt;br /&gt;Andy was here monday through wednesday. We ended up fighting the majority of the first two. Wednesday was nice but all too short.&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to get my self to go out more. It keeps me happy to be out of my house. Those who know about it would understand where I'm coming from. Though I doubt anyone that acctually would read this would.&lt;br /&gt;School is finally going my way.&lt;br /&gt;I quit my job at roadhouse... kinda. &lt;br /&gt;Mostly because I fucked up my back... and I hate it there and make shitty money.&lt;br /&gt;My back was getting better now it hurts again.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I want anymore. And what I do know I just can't have.</content>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2006-09-17T00:22:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-17T04:32:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-17T04:32:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My feet hurt, my back hurts, I'm tired and I think I'm gonna quit my job at Roadhouse and try to serve at J. Alexander's instead of host. I made $120 today but I think I so should have made more. I have no time for anything any more. Tomorow is my one day off and it couldn't be any sooner. My schedules so full I haven't had a chance to clean my room, do laundry, or even sleep really. Monday and Wednesday I work lunch at Roadhouse then dinner hosting at J. Alexanders, Tuesday and Thursday I'm in class basically all day, and Friday and Saturday I work doubles at Roadhouse. I'm fucking tired. I only have to suffer a little more then my credit cards will be paid off and I can save money and move out and buy my damn car. It won't be soon enough though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a nap... like now</content>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2006-08-11T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-11T23:39:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-11T23:39:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OMG ... I'm sooooo... fucking happy right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to check my grades, not thinking they would be up ... and the class I was hoping for at least a C, if I was lucky, in I got a fucking A- and my GPA went up a point, which is awesome because I had a 2.2 before not that a 2.3 is better but I've turned it going the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so obscenely happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if I get a good grade in the other class I'll be one happy person.</content>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2006-08-11T18:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-11T23:00:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-11T23:00:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yay ...! I got another job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well not entirely yay but yeah you get the point ... more money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still gonna work at J. Alex's Hosting on Monday and Wednesday night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Roadhouse Serving (in Davie come and visit meeeeeee!) on Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday Mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School on Tuesday and Thursday all day basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Sunday I get to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee ...</content>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2006-08-05T23:32:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-06T03:46:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-06T03:46:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I haven't had a drunken rant in awhile. Then again ... I haven't been drunk in ahwile. I've been too busy. Too busy for just about everything and everyone, or so my friends have complained to me that I have been. I have so much shit to do for school by Wednesday, Im sure if its even possible to get it done. I have only like a full sixth of everything done. But Wednesday night I wanna go out and have some fun for once. I have to wake up early the next morning and tell my boss that I will miss yet another oh so exciting meeting at J. Alexanders in order to take my sister to orientation for school. I miss having &lt;b&gt;real&lt;/b&gt; things to do and people to go out with when im bored. I think I miss having Andy around the most. Long distance relationships suck. It's like being single all the time with none of the benefits and all of the bad things that come along with it. I realized for being intoxicated I'm pretty damn productive, I wonder why I ever gave it up. I think I'm going to tell my job to take me off the schedule for now so I can take this other job at Roadhouse in Davie serving (making more money). I'm completely tired of getting my tips time after time and seeing $25 when I used to make $40 for lunch $55 for dinner and $100+ on a double. That what I like to call fucking bullshit. Maybe if I ever start making money again I'll pay off my credit cards and feel like I deserve a damn life. But, until then, you know, the same shit everyday, up, work, school, sleep, repeat. I'll probably go against most of my new life principles (hah) and spend the week and a half  between semesters doing alot of nothing, but what's a girl to do? I need some real motivation to bust my ass day after day and I just don't see it. But damn, I wish I did. I guess I should get back to my attempt to get some work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/ End rant.</content>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2006-07-26T23:01:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-27T03:12:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-27T03:12:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I &amp;lt;3 Project Runway and Kayne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for new sick obsessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I applied for a couple new jobs serving yesturday I don't think I should have a problem getting either one but I think Im gonna put out a couple more tomororw to be on the safe side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is kicking my ass I've had to change my research topic at least 5 times already for my Research Methods of Political Science class. Any ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get so much done by tomorow night and I just dont think its going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave Friday morning for Andy's ... YAY !</content>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2006-07-13T22:49:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-14T02:51:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-14T20:37:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Its new job time once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lack of hours&lt;br /&gt;-Too many people sharing tips&lt;br /&gt;-Whiney guests and employees ... both bitch when they down get exactly what they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with that time to move on once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made $40 for lunch yesturday because they started a new thing were they finally decided to send someone home everyday, which is cool, unless its me of course. They did the same today. Lets see if they keep it up, though the job search is still on just not in full force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 27th or 28th, not sure which yet, im going to Orlando and Daytona again! Yay!</content>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2006-06-21T09:28:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-21T13:33:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-21T13:33:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">::ring ring ring::&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hi! How was playing pool?&lt;br /&gt;Andy: Nevermind that look out your window.&lt;br /&gt;::thinks he lives 300 miles away so why? Looks out the window. Andy standing there.::&lt;br /&gt;Me: uhmmm... &lt;br /&gt;:: =-O ::&lt;br /&gt;Andy: Let me innnnnnnnnn...&lt;br /&gt;:: =-O ::&lt;br /&gt;:: Minute passes ::&lt;br /&gt;::takles boy::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn lying boys. =-D&lt;br /&gt;I think this is the first surprise he has ever kept acctually a surprise. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2006-05-02T18:15:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-02T22:26:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-02T22:26:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">one more final, bio principles, on thursday. The grades that are in so far are awesome, only half though.&lt;br /&gt;Orgo Chem lab - B&lt;br /&gt;Bio Principles lab - A-&lt;br /&gt;Spanish - B-&lt;br /&gt;Orgo Chem - ? my guess a D- the class average is a 46&lt;br /&gt;Bio Principles - ? my guess a B- I need a B- at least on the final&lt;br /&gt;Im excited about my summer classes even though it is fucking 12 credit hours. 6 in A 6 in B. My Fall schedule is awesome too only class on TR and 13 credit hours.&lt;br /&gt;My major is finally officially changed to political science/ pre-law.&lt;br /&gt;Ive made awesome money recently at work, $150 for the 16.5 hours I worked last weeked when you add in what I get in my check thats like 13 an hour. Im gonna pick up shifts like crazy the next week and a half before summer A starts.&lt;br /&gt;Ive been studying the LSAT stuff I wanna take it soon, I should probably figure out when I can do that, I think october sounds good, at least take a practice round.&lt;br /&gt;Im bored and ranting as usual. I want sushi and a good time. Im tired of not doing things ever. Someone make me be social.</content>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2006-04-07T00:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-07T04:15:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-07T04:15:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I found a lifeguarding class the weekend of the 21st of this month and the weekend of the 19th of next month. My only option is to do the one this month because the one next month is Andy's birthday. Im thinking im too out of shape to pull it off but I've wanted to do this for like forever. so.... anyone wanna go swimming?</content>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2006-04-05T00:33:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-05T04:39:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-05T04:39:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm bored, I need a life. Like now ... &lt;br /&gt;I think I'm hungry too ... I just ate a bunch of food like an hour ago&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fat kid ... at least on the inside ... and on my ass.&lt;br /&gt;I'm switching my major back to political science in the fall.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry kicked my ass, and I hate science now.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck organic.&lt;br /&gt;Ramble, Ramble, Ramble.&lt;br /&gt;I need caffine, a new job, and to go take the lifegaurd class like I said I was gonna do like forever ago.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a slacker.&lt;br /&gt;The end of my rambling for all of our sakes.</content>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2006-03-25T12:47:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-25T17:51:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-25T17:51:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yesturday I think that I had more fun than I had in the past two months combined. &lt;br /&gt;It involved the following:&lt;br /&gt;Andy and his mommy&lt;br /&gt;Driving around daytona and looking through antique shops&lt;br /&gt;Andy &lt;br /&gt;Publix random grocery shopping&lt;br /&gt;Andy and his brother&lt;br /&gt;Walmart that sells pocky&lt;br /&gt;Andy and his brother&lt;br /&gt;Movies&lt;br /&gt;Andy&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had like 10 people randomly tell me I was cute yesturday which always is a plus.</content>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2006-03-22T09:03:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-22T14:05:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-22T14:05:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Im going to see Andy this weekend if It kills me. I haven't seen him in about a month and a half, and that just sucks.</content>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2006-03-21T12:18:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-21T17:19:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-21T17:19:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm fat and my ass is like 3 sizes too big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone come exercise with me.</content>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2006-02-24T23:44:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-25T04:46:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-25T04:46:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">In short ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... today sucks, car crashes, life sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want pain killers a bottle of wine and a nap right now</content>
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    <title>i need to enslave girl scouts so they can make me cookies</title>
    <published>2006-02-04T02:26:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-04T02:26:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i &lt;b&gt;was&lt;/b&gt; in a good mood until i find myself at home on a friday night at 9pm when i &lt;b&gt;had&lt;/b&gt; plans. Plans with someone who basically told me not to work because he wanted to spend time with me and would only be down for one night to get stuff for work. Only to tell me he has to go look at a car with his friend tonight but he will be here until monday. guess who picked up doubles for the next two days? thats right me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another perhaps happier note i took my first bio principles exam i think i did rather well. learning all the macromolecules and functional groups will definalty help me study for my organic chem test wednesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to do more things with more people. awesome people. awesome people that i havent seen in awhile. like yesturday i hung out with shan which was fun driving around to places, getting kinda lost, finding the end of glades some how turns into university and meets at palmetto, i still wanna get a map and figure out were we were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i managed to get someone to pick up my sunday night shift so that i could go away the weekend before my birthday which will be awesome, and the weekend after eric and julie are coming down from school, which mean ren fest with eric and other awesome things. on my birthday i plan on waking up eating some food going to class and coming home eating some more and going to sleep because really. i dont give a shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need more girl scout cookies.</content>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2006-01-26T10:11:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-26T15:12:59Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I want sushi.</content>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2005-09-25T23:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-26T03:32:12Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Nip Tuck is so fucking awesome</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2005-09-25T19:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-25T23:25:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-25T23:25:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">wow ... I need another job until season starts. I work three nights this week. It sucks alot. I need to pay off my credit cards like now. I love my job but I don't work nerly enough. I need a day job for like mon/wed/fri/sat/sun preferably hosting or serving. ughhhhhh ... help.</content>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2005-09-24T00:13:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-24T04:20:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-24T04:20:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm pretty much hating my life right about now ... or my lack of one. The depression caused by my few good friends going away to school and me being left here my my lonesome is starting to set in even further. I need to go out and make some awesome friends that like doing things that I do but they are so hard to come by. The boys at work invited me to come party with them tonight but I just wasnt in the mood to do anything especially after hurting my ankle pretty bad at work tonight. I could have gone out and probably founf people that are by school to hang out with but between the time it would take to travel there and back and the money in gas that is would cost it probably wouldnt be worth it. I tried to call Andy to see what he was doing too and he seemed pre-occupied doing things that I absolutely hate to. But what ever, what is a girl to do. Friday night, I'm sitting at home all by myself, I feel like I should be drunk or something, hell I probably would be if I have one very necessary ingredient to doing that, alcohol. Before I continue I'm just going to stop.</content>
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    <title>pixi3 @ 2005-09-18T20:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-19T00:59:15Z</published>
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    <content type="html">What's awesome about being me is, going to work, hostessing and doing a little bit of To-Go at Buca tonight, and walking the fuck out of there with most money than the servers. I'm awesome like whoa.</content>
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