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  <title>Anna K</title>
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    <title>princessmasya @ 2006-01-17T17:01:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-17T22:13:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-17T22:13:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i cant believe how long it has been. everything in my life is so different from the last posting. i guess the biggest is that i live in paris, thank god not in maine for the time being. i went to a great concert last night, hung out with the band and for some reason it made me think of this journal. so here I am writing in it again. I miss home a lot, but I keep reminding myself that paris sucks in  january and i will once again love it in the spring... cant think of what else to write</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:princessmasya:36568</id>
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    <title>♥</title>
    <published>2004-09-04T21:01:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-04T21:01:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can't believe that summer is over. Its already saturday and i am leaving for school on monday morning. I am so glad to be going back, i dont really know why, i hated  colby so much by the end of it. I wonder why im eager to go back... part of me hopes that now that andy has graduated school will be a little easier. &lt;br /&gt;All i remember about the spring semester was rowing at 5 am every day, and andy drama. Sadly, all his ex-whores/hook-ups/ girlfriends will still be there (i guess he has a tendency for younger girls hah. But i figure that we have no reason to hate eachther since hes gone... except they are all unreasonable bitches. I hate how nobody understnds the way i feel about him. Do they always love the person thats perfect for them? i mean am i the only one who falls for someone they know is a terrible idea? He called me and told me he was seeing me this weekend and then hung up... who does that ?! Its like he needs to know how much he matters to me...you know you do asshole! Ah enought of that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im living in a ONE ROOM TRIPLE this year with my best friend and the girl who had the room pick number... they are both nymphopmanians with a strong penchant for football players and boys with girlfriends. I dont know why i signed up for this willingly. One of them doesnt ever study and i hope she wont bug me too, i mean my last year roomate was a fucking head case. Dropped her laptop off the bed... didnt EVER do work so i guess anything is an improovment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss a lot of things about home already... there def isnt any russian food up in maine so im trying to eat as much of it as i can while im here. Im hoping iwont be a total failure this year... i think im the only russian child my parents know that isnt at harvard (i dont think they will ever get over that)but they dont even care to knowif im trying or not... all that matters is that i am on the deans list. im not sure if my mother actully knows what it is (just something all good childrena are expected to have)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho im supposed to be all packed by tomorrow morning and i havent really properly started (not good anna)..im gonne go try doing that. &lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;br /&gt;farewell my little livejournal ♥ &lt;br /&gt;♥</content>
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    <title>hello again.</title>
    <published>2004-07-08T23:38:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-08T23:38:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i feel as though my live journal has missed me terribly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read through a bunch of my old entries and clearly i used to be really annoying. i could barely undestand what i myself was trying to say- proabably not a good sign. I feel like i really changed when i went to colby. sometimes i feel like i am a different person, that i deal with things better... other times i feel like i am still in like tenth grade and i freak out about everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far since ive come home from school =&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks in paris = very fun &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics -&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.worldisround.com/articles/55153/index.html"&gt;http://www.worldisround.com/articles/55153/index.html&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i dont know how to put them in so it works. ive always been a little computer reatarded maybe one day becca will teach me. until then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, all i do is BBN camp. I do love the kids, i cant lie but it is a lot of work. of course this year to help me concentrate on my job, jared happens to have the group next door to mine.Thank you God, thats very funny. It bothers me so much i just dont understand how he feels absolutely nothing towards me. and also why did i never notice that he is the BIGGEST flirt ever! I love my co-counselors it makes the job a lot easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how i feel about colby right now. I miss so much about it... &lt;br /&gt;EVEN CREW PRACTICE (no wait thats not entirely true...)I do love all my crew kids and i miss them terrible and of course all my othher mules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then i remember how much i hated about it, but all my friends say that it was because of andy.&lt;br /&gt;oh andy. How is it possible that i am convinced that i am in love with someone that was so mean to me. I mean i cant even describe all the things he used to say to me. EVeryone i know hated him so much for treating me like that... and yet i still adore him. When he calls me i get so giddy its disgusting. There is no one that makes  me laugh like he does... but noone haws ever made me feel so disgusting and so hurt. I need to find somone who isnt like abusive. Or i just need to stop thinking about andy. but yes i happen to love him. hahah no more talk of him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. im bored at home and i need to go to the stupid gym im like 9345804 days behind on my crew summer workout guide. grr doesnt carrying dozens of first graders count for anything ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must go. Instead of the gym i have decided to go get food. almost as good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps jo- must write to you soon!</content>
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    <title>princessmasya @ 2004-05-31T15:22:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-31T19:23:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-31T19:23:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my great-drandmother died today... and i was the last person she ever talked to.&lt;br /&gt;now all i can think about is: what if a conversation i just had with a person is the last time ill ever talk to them. and i have had so many regrettable connovos with people in my life. i have the weirdest urge to call everyone ive known and say something nice... just in case. but i wont really. ill just sit here and drink my 11th cup of tea today. noone i know in my family has ever died before, i dont even know what to do with myself.</content>
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    <title>finally</title>
    <published>2004-03-19T18:35:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-19T18:35:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">here is my promised update. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to south carolina in 45 minutes. God save me. I have to row 3 times a day and by row, i mean yell at ppl for like 6 hours a day... im so glad im a coxswain. Im just glad that there will be other schools there maybe i can get me a cute rower hahha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry i never write in here, i figure you dont really want to hear about my never-ending saga with that stupid senior boy, that i happen to love. Its such a revolting mess. i cant wait till he graduates fromt this stupid school. i dont know why i picked such a small school, everyone knows everything about what happened between me and him... all the little details and all his stupid ex-hook ups all gtalk about me... score. that is ebough no more talking about him, hes just messed me up so much i swear to god i could actually kill him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otherwise, i think im ok.... doghead was amazing but i dont think my liver will ever recover from that mess.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not looking forward to spring bc we have a race like EVERY WEEKEND when will i drink ??!! I'm seriously worried about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im scared noone at this scho0l will ever love me. that makes me sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah i need to go change my laundry and go pack for stupid crew trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys :)</content>
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    <title>princessmasya @ 2003-12-24T19:10:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-25T00:18:14Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-25T00:18:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">MERRY CHRISTMAS GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;loooooooooooooove always, &lt;br /&gt;anna</content>
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    <title>holy shit</title>
    <published>2003-12-21T23:59:43Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-21T23:59:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i cannot stand my family. here i am un supposed paradise, yet there is nothing i want more than to be back at school. omg. i miss living alone, being with my family reminds me of why people go to college, its because for those who have parents similar to mine, it's simply imposiible to coexist peacefully. the end. i have almost used up my precious 5 minute dial-up time and now i will have no other connection to anyone besides those in my family...kill me now.</content>
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    <title>right-o</title>
    <published>2003-12-10T04:45:54Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-10T04:45:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">unlike my last entry, i have decided that life is in fact not that bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have exams in two days. everything with andy is so confusing he makes me so miserable some nights and so happy others. i wish he wasn't so hard to understand, but hes so hot and cold its insane. things are so fucking complicated, i dont know if its worth it tho. but hes so cute....apparantly i can never have sex or do well in my classes ( i can't decide what's worse).crew is killing me. i dont want to go to NC for spring break. i cant tell if i don't like it here...am i transfering? had a fight with father...always keeps things exciting.suddenly it seems like everything does suck...oh well i will be home so soon and then FLORIDA.  i keep telling myself that im just overreacting about everything but a lot of things make me really unhappy here. (or is it me, and it will happen anywhere i go? thats what i need to figure out. noooo, really its not so bad here, we got two feet of snow and it was so beautiful...and then i had to dig out diana's car (took 53 minutes) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elizabeth- dont be silly, for once lili is right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's right anna, time for studying for your exams since they are wach 35% of your grade... yessssssss why did i ever buy a tv? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im done now.</content>
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    <title>princessmasya @ 2003-12-04T00:22:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-04T05:23:04Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-04T05:23:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">sometimes i don't think i can handle this. why is it that when i finally think everything is perfect it falls apart. i wish i was anywhere but here.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:princessmasya:34309</id>
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    <title>princessmasya @ 2003-11-12T19:25:00</title>
    <published>2003-11-13T00:28:07Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-13T00:28:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">eeeee so much has happened but i have an exam to study for, therfore i will be a decent student and study i think. i will summarize my life with some bullet points and then explain them later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-roomate moved out&lt;br /&gt;-have single till jan.&lt;br /&gt;-bought tv&lt;br /&gt;-"dating" the perfect man&lt;br /&gt;-coming home this weekend &lt;br /&gt;-dropping a class im failing...oops&lt;br /&gt;-am officially a hardcore rower-kinda&lt;br /&gt;-am in a good mood for the first time in a while&lt;br /&gt;-parents still insane&lt;br /&gt;-drunk bowdoin boy attacked me&lt;br /&gt;-kinda in love with someone a little maybe refer to previous mention of man&lt;br /&gt;-need to buy more sweaters-already cold here&lt;br /&gt;-psyched to see everyone at thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;-woah becca must tell you about lyle later&lt;br /&gt;-decided to try to be nicer to people i dont like&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a nap now. must go. i miss all of you. casilophogus are you alive babe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIN</content>
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    <title>my house</title>
    <published>2003-10-19T19:07:06Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-19T19:07:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">being home is so confusing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so excited to come back...then i discovered/remebered that my brother had taken over my room and in place of my charming audrey poster was left a scarface one. hmm yummy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so weird bc my mother can be so nice to me and so affectionate and then say "well all i want from you is to change your personality and forge an identity and oh yes be on the dean's list mmm thats not so much to ask is it?" oh and apparantly if i get below b's i will be promptly taken out of my loverly colby college and sent to umass which i somehow will be paying for. fabulous. no pressure or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a fight with dave and im sad. he made a really rude comment about the girl that was murdered at colby. not ok. ever. he hung up on me when i said he was being rude and disrespectful. also not ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean bought me a present supposedly and i want it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate my supposed best friend at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw adam zalisk in the square and it made me happy. god knows why. hes so ... i dont even know the word. i want to marry someone like him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to go see the regatta sunday but no one was there to go with me. i was sad and i want to know how it went. booo. i love my crew boys they are so hot. but noi had to stay home and write my french essay bc according to my mother "i need to reprioritize bc i have not been doing any work"  such bs i do all my work and it almost kills me. but whatever.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i hafta see my grandma today, but really i just want to stay in my room and refold all my sweaters. i ahve an odd tendency to do that. im such a weirdo. perhaps i have a from of messy ocd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss rosenthal i will write back to you soon but i cannot currently log into my colby account. but i ahve not forgotten you! how could anyone.. psh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joooooooo im sorry i never replied. i still loooooooooooooooove you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im writing this entry bc i cant really finish my french essay bc it doesnt really like me very much, i dont blame it really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have not consumed alcohol in like 2.36 weeks. that is unheard of at colby.. unless you live in a chem free dorm which would probably kiilllll me.  im bored. i need to be happy. i need to make A. love me. unfortuntaly i must get through two other girls. ra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss my bbners and i miss camp (dont hit me becca) i think we all know what camp realllllllly means. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im out, back to work and ya i have aan exam on thursday.sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love as always.&lt;br /&gt;A.</content>
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    <title>"sooner you leave, sooner you're home in mass"</title>
    <published>2003-09-29T18:20:42Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-29T18:20:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">um wow. so much has been happening to me. chronological order yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. FRIDAY. i dont think i have ever been this drunk in my life. diana saw me drink 5 cups of gin and juice and 3 shots of rum. that ginjuice thing was so strong. ah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there is this boy here. (isnt there always a boy in my lj entries) i am infatuated with him, and of course so is my closest friend here. see he was her friend first when i started to like him and so she kept making ways for all of us to hang out. so really this is entirely her fault. anyway so of course they were both at the party on friday night. and i was gooooooooone. i have so many injuries from that night its appaling. i have a sacr on my forehead. 7 bruises on my legs, and a bruise the size of my fist on my thigh. intense isnt it! ya well so andy (i will call him that for now) was taking care of me and we kept leaving the room together (but then going to different places) like i went to the bathroom 329429348 times i swear.  anway so the girl was flipping out at diana and being like im so worried avout her, GO FIND HER! worried my ass. anyway i was such a mess and all the bruises hurt so bad. he was so sweet to me tho. i think i only kept drinking bc i kept getting really annoued by the girl bc everytime he would be talking to me or would touch me for second she would glare at me. ahhh fuck i hate it. anyway. i dont think he likes me. who knows. anyway so the next mornign i had crew practice at SEVEN AM! and i didnt sleep that night bc i was not feeling good. i get to the boathouse and i puked twice in the porta potties. yes how classy of me. thank god the coach didnt see me! but that day was so rough i wanted to crawl into bed and die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday night i had to work at the semi bc im on the commitee that organizes events at school. the dance was supposed ot start at 10 and i had to work starting at 930 omg it sucked so hard at the begnining. but then this random junior girl took me back ot her room and fed me 3 vodka shots. i love her. anyway the dance started to get good by 11. all my friends shwoed up to support me bc at first before 11 i was so miserable there. but then as the dance got really goooood. they demanded that we leave. i was so mad keeping in mind that i was piss drunk (bc my loving friends brought me a bottle of diet coke with a shitlaod of rum in it) anyway so i started being a real big bitch to al and diana for no real reason except that i didnt want to leave the dance bc there was nothing else going on. i dont  know what happend but i made both of thme cry in the space of like 3 minutes. i was beaing an ass. they were telling me. like they were explaingin why i was bring a bitch and then i would see a guy i knew and like run away from them. bad anna bad. anyway they made me leave and we went back to their room. it sucked, so i said i was going to bed and then i went to see the boy i love. but by then i was really depressed as well and so i decided to get depressed and cry in front of him. and he was such a sweetheart. he saw me cry and we like enveloped me in a hug and i like immedialty stopped crying. i dont know what happnede to everyonme that night but we all kept figthing and i was so tired and drunk and not recovered from the last nights drinking so i kinda broke down. but he kept me really calm and i swear he was the only person who could do that to me. i dint know why but he is so comforting to me. i dont even know what he thinks of me tho. he just makes me so happy. whenever im around him im smiling.i dont know. hes not even the usual kind of guy i go for, its just he makes me feel good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday- we all went to see guster play at bates. i didnt think that i would like them at all.  but they were amazing. i really enjoyed hte concert a lot. he was there and he didnt introduce me to his bates friends so i got relaly sad. and then im talking to my friend alex and he wanders in and starts talking. im like excuse me. and he starts to pick me up, which is what he always does with me, sugh my friend was there too and she was glaring like no fucking other! i dont knwo what to do about that. oh ya and we met guster and we got to take photos with them. all bc of me! im very brave ! anwyay and then we were all talking and he goes "oh ya i came by your room to pick up my sweathshirt that you had " omg i was avoiding her look for like 10 minutes. eeee. i dont know why i love him. concert was amazing tho, i love a few of their songs so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya that thing with dave.. ya thats over, one night i saw him drunk and i was so repulsed and aggravated by his bahavior that we havnt talked in like 2 weeks. hah ya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my family i think. this is very odd for me. i miss y'all as well. hope you are doing better than me!</content>
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    <title>what is going on?</title>
    <published>2003-09-18T02:13:36Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-18T02:13:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">September 17, 2003&lt;br /&gt;4:30 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;To the Colby Community:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have now been informed that the body found on Rice Rips Road in Oakland today is that of Dawn Rossignol, a Colby senior from Medway, Maine. Our prayers and our hearts go out to Dawn's family and to those who knew her best. Colby too has suffered a profound loss in Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a gathering in Dawn's memory today at 9 p.m. in Lorimer Chapel. I hope all members of the community can attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counselors are available in the Health Center, and Colby's chaplains are available at Lorimer Chapel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William D. Adams&lt;br /&gt;President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go home</content>
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    <title>college #2</title>
    <published>2003-09-08T17:32:55Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-08T17:32:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">in response to your comment elizabeth... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss having real friends that have known me for while. im just so sick of always having the "i dont really know you" conversations. i miss my friends that know where im from, what i like, that i have a brother, that im russian and random stuff like that. its not a legitimate complaint bc obv colby kids dont know me yet but nevertheless i miss knowing people well. does that make sense? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend was so hardcore. i dont think that my body (despite the high russian concentration) can handle this much alcohol on a regular basis. im so sick of me and my drinking partner shenanigans. like we have so many guy "friends" that are upper classmen that always give us booze and the next morning me and diana cant even remeber their names. we also have the misfortune of being aquainted with the entire football team. i know that if i wasnt so drunk i would never even approach them. yet every weekend night we all hang out.  then again the guys arent bad, they never do anthing rude/mean its just weird bc me and di know like half the campus and yet we dont really know any of them. then there's dave. hes a soph. and doesnt really drink that much. he probably thinks im an alcoholic bc he always sees me taking shots in the senior appts. i wanna be like no, wait im actually really good i swear! anyway we met bc he had to carry me down the huge hill on campus bc i was a little crazy. how cute is that. unfortunately the next day when he said hi to me i had no clue who the hell he was. hmmm, and then my friend chris was like Anna, thats the guy who carried you for 20 min. haha ya. turns out hes actually extremely adorable. i apparantly have the opposite of beer goggles. i pick out the good ones!! he calls ma angel :) ! (bc i wear the A neckalce) so anyway the next night i was drunk and we talked, the next night i was drunk and he came ot my room with his buddies and the had some of my bacardi.. romantic ain't it!!! ya then i talked to him that night when i was soberish and it was really cute. no clue whether he has any interest in me. all my girls agree that hes wicked cute, wait y'all he says hes from sherbourne its supposed to be in MA, anyone heard of it ?? ok ya im done with the dave thing. but i need a boyfriend urgently.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really im only sad bc i didnt get into a show that i really wanted to do, the directors were like omg we love you, you're so great... and they kept asking me all these questions and all the other audiotionees were like oh you so got it....wait NO i didnt. i cant say im not crushed, i called my mom bc i thought she would help me and she was like I TOLD YOU NOT TO GO TO COLBY, you should come home i need you .YA THANKS MOM. so then i had my frist official college tears and everyone in my dorm was gone but my friend al rescued me. ya anyway so thats why im not so thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme think. im taking econ and it fucking sucks its an intro class and im the only one who hasnt already taken econ, ahhhh i hate it. hist is pretty cool i like the teacher a lot. psych is really cool but i knew i would love it. and french is a grammar intensive course so.. obv it ain't a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people here are pretty good, a lot of REALLY preppy girls... im talking pearls every day and turned up polos and always wearing a ribbon in the hair to match the polo. ah! there are alot of very beautiful girls which im obviously a HUGE fan of. the guys as whole are pretty cute too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really know what im doing. ya. i miss you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cassi- thanks for your message it came at a very needed time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jo rocks my socks]</content>
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    <title>college</title>
    <published>2003-09-07T20:07:29Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-07T20:07:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i wont really attempt to summarize everything about colby, but i think that i had been right to be looking forward to it so much. there are a lot of really cool people (unfortuantely everyone is from the dreaded "15 min outside of boston" we get mocked quite a bit). i havnt fully ajusted yet and i keep thinking aobut how weird it is that all my old friends have completely differnt lives now and all these people i dont know.. not that that can be avoided when starting a new school. but i miss eveyrone.. as expected that partying here is alittle hardcore. this weekend was loudness which is when the college buys all the kegs on campus. hmm my friend got a little too drunk and proceeded to introduce us to the entire football team. (this morning was leeeeetle bit akward) but anyway we got to chill with Pete francis (the guy from dispatch) which was really very cool . i dont even know why i sgtarted this entry since i just began my 304930498 hours of homework 6 minutes and 45 seconds ago. this is  baaaaaad.i have had 3 days of classes and i think i am already behind. ok so im gonna go now... at leasst  i updated my journal.god job me.</content>
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    <title>princessmasya @ 2003-07-11T18:41:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-11T22:43:03Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-11T22:43:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">jared= mixed signals like woah.&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck is wrong with .... ME !?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(im sorry my entries are always completely pointless. one of these days i will write one that actually explains how i feel. its just that the only time i write in here is when im frustrated to such an extent that i cant really express myself. ahh. yes)</content>
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    <title>princessmasya @ 2003-07-01T17:50:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-01T21:50:03Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-01T21:50:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today fucking sucked</content>
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    <title>confuzzled</title>
    <published>2003-04-26T02:44:12Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-26T02:44:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today was intense... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; why can't i express myself like everyone else does in the journal (ie becca, eliz, gwen).... i just stare at the pink screen and all my feelings slooooowly drain out of my brain and all i can think about is how stupid this is going to look on the journal... maybe after a bit it will come back.....new thought !! today was the worst day i have ever had i think... i felt like everything i was near went bad (esp the apples in the cafeteria) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show.... (next attempt) it's so funny bc i never listen to gc anymore but it makes me so happy when i see them live.. i guess when i was really into them (esp in the fall) and i was so much happier overall so seeing them live reminds me of being happy? except what i hate more than anything is that my brain assigns certain songs to jared/david (or the ones that were "our songs" (seemed a good idea at the time) so when i hear them i think of them (and the last gc concert i went to jared was still...ahh whatever)... they were so good tho and when they were asking on stage whether it was a first GC show for the crowd i yelled at booed as loud as i could. (god im mature).. worst moment... seing moms and their kids i will never forget that disguting feeling. when a mom told as to move bc her kid couildnt see (ever think of standing up ?!) me and lili simultaneously yelled "THEN DON'T BRING A FUCKING FIRST GRADER / FIVE YEAR OLD" sweet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad is heartless and told me to "get over it" referring to my life essentially(ok go refernce does not make up for it)&lt;br /&gt;i drove alone to school alone yesterday, &lt;br /&gt;sam got my car towed &lt;br /&gt;i miss jared( fuck!)&lt;br /&gt;im about to kill versh!&lt;br /&gt;PROM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother is the best person to talk to ever in my family (when hes not telling me im fat and ugly .... OR that i should bribe my prom date)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this is probably the longest non-quiz entry i have written this year*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please be gentle and dont leave me mean comments im already aware of my retardedness... haha i thought it was like 2:00 AM ahh its not</content>
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    <title>princessmasya @ 2003-04-13T10:11:00</title>
    <published>2003-04-13T14:11:45Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i hope i like colby..... or else i'm fucked</content>
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    <title>princessmasya @ 2003-03-29T12:31:00</title>
    <published>2003-03-29T17:31:21Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i cant believe i have a choice of where to go to school. thats intense. im gonne go see jo now...... ahhh i LOVE today.</content>
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    <title>why do i do these?</title>
    <published>2003-03-23T20:00:10Z</published>
    <updated>2003-03-23T20:00:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last dream: a disgusting combination of jared/jeremy/alex/david yelling at me for something i did (which i never figure out), *wakes up* dreams of cookies (im serious)*wakes up* dream i get into a car accident (in the main hall at frensham!?)&lt;br /&gt;Last car ride: i drove to my grandma's last night&lt;br /&gt;Last kiss: david&lt;br /&gt;Last good cry: 17  mintues ago&lt;br /&gt;Last Missing Library Book: some balzac book my mother got for me on my card and proceeded to blame me when it got lost (ive never seen it)&lt;br /&gt;Last movie seen: the godfather 1&lt;br /&gt;Last Book Read: Leaving Katya (fnished 2:27 this morning&lt;br /&gt;Last curse word uttered: fuck you asshole (to my charming brother)&lt;br /&gt;Last beverage drank: orangina&lt;br /&gt;Last Food consumed: berry cheerios&lt;br /&gt;Last Crush: too fucked up as y'all know&lt;br /&gt;Last phone call: david.&lt;br /&gt;Last TV show watched: will &amp; grace re-run&lt;br /&gt;Last Item Bought: gap tank top&lt;br /&gt;Last time showered: this morning&lt;br /&gt;Last shoes worn: balck jcrew flip flops&lt;br /&gt;Last CD played: coldaply&lt;br /&gt;Last MP3 Downloaded: kazaa died &lt;br /&gt;Last annoyance: brother&lt;br /&gt;Last disappointment: to many to mention&lt;br /&gt;Last soda drank: raspberry ginger ale&lt;br /&gt;Last thing written: apology note&lt;br /&gt;Last key used: e&lt;br /&gt;Last word spoken: asshole&lt;br /&gt;Last trip to the bathroom: 20 min&lt;br /&gt;Last sleep: last night maybe about 2:30- 11:00&lt;br /&gt;Last IM: anna&lt;br /&gt;Last song you listened to: track 3 on parachutes&lt;br /&gt;Last time you yelled at someone: the aformentioned brother incident&lt;br /&gt;Last weird encounter: literally bumping into(with my violin case )my old violin teacher who i told i stopped playing the violin&lt;br /&gt;Last Store Shopped at: gap&lt;br /&gt;Last ice cream eaten: cherry garcia&lt;br /&gt;Last time wanting to die: no comment&lt;br /&gt;Last time hugged: yest&lt;br /&gt;Last time kissed on the cheek: yest (my gramma of course)&lt;br /&gt;Last time scolded: father yelled at me for yelling at brother (nothing new there)&lt;br /&gt;Last chair sat in: my swively-ish desk chair&lt;br /&gt;Last lipstick used: clinique "air kiss"&lt;br /&gt;Last underwear worn: pink meshy&lt;br /&gt;Last bra worn: hot pink&lt;br /&gt;Last shirt worn: balck fleece&lt;br /&gt;Last class attended: i have no clue was it french?&lt;br /&gt;Last Final taken: stats *shudder*&lt;br /&gt;Last time dancing: i dunno&lt;br /&gt;Last poster looked at: my audrey one over my computer&lt;br /&gt;Last concert attended: classical&lt;br /&gt;Last webpage visited: livejournal&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT CLOTHES: jeans, black fleece&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT MOOD: contemplative&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT MUSIC: stillll coldplay&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT TASTE: cherry chapstick&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT HAIR: puffy bun&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT ANNOYANCE: still my brother (that ain't about to change)&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT SMELL: lolita lempicka&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT THING I OUGHT TO BE DOING: practicing violin&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT DESKTOP PICTURE: light blue background&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT FAVOURITE BAND(s): cant decide&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT BOOK YOU'RE READING: gertrude and cluadio&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT CD IN CD PLAYER: still coldplay! im not gonna chnage it each time&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT MOVIE IN DVD PLAYER: the forsythe sage I LOVE IT! but prob spelled it wrong&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT COLOR OF TOENAILS: pink shimmer&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT WORRY: where i'll get into college plus the typical boys/prom/family/looks/money crap&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE...&lt;br /&gt;FOOD: coconut ... anything&lt;br /&gt;DRINK:pina coladas (but no more after st martins)&lt;br /&gt;COLOR: pink?&lt;br /&gt;ALBUM: still no&lt;br /&gt;SHOES: black aldo heels&lt;br /&gt;CANDY: GALAXY&lt;br /&gt;ANIMAL: puppy (but not close to me since it could kill meee)&lt;br /&gt;TV SHOW: gilmore girls,friends, will &amp; grace&lt;br /&gt;MOVIE: dunno&lt;br /&gt;DANCE: to clumsy&lt;br /&gt;SONG: nope&lt;br /&gt;VEGETABLE: cucumbers&lt;br /&gt;FRUIT: grapes apples rasberries&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU...&lt;br /&gt;UNDERSTANDING: im sure different people would have diffrent answers, id say ..yes&lt;br /&gt;OPEN MINDED: yes&lt;br /&gt;ARROGANT: haha no&lt;br /&gt;INSECURE: haha yes&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM: constantly&lt;br /&gt;HUNGRY: always&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDLY: unless i hate you&lt;br /&gt;MOODY: yar&lt;br /&gt;CHILDISH: definitely&lt;br /&gt;INDEPENDENT: not at all &lt;br /&gt;HARD WORKING: i try&lt;br /&gt;ORGANIZED: suuuure&lt;br /&gt;HEALTHY: eh so-so&lt;br /&gt;EMOTIONALLY STABLE: not really&lt;br /&gt;SHY: not at all&lt;br /&gt;ATTRACTIVE: hells no (unless your definition of the word is warped)&lt;br /&gt;BORED EASILY: ya&lt;br /&gt;RESPONSIBLE: mostly&lt;br /&gt;OBSESSED: yes with many thing/people&lt;br /&gt;ANGRY: brother otherwise no&lt;br /&gt;SAD: eh&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY: eh&lt;br /&gt;HYPER: no&lt;br /&gt;TRUSTING: too much i think&lt;br /&gt;TALKATIVE: oh boy, that i am</content>
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    <title>blah blah blah</title>
    <published>2003-02-01T22:13:47Z</published>
    <updated>2003-02-01T22:13:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">AHH I AM FINALLY UP. GOOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Spell your first name backwards - anna!!! haha i love my name&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] The story behind your LJ user name - its my dorky name. yes i wish i had picked w different one.&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Are you a lesbian - depends whho is asking&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Where do you live - nesr boston &lt;br /&gt;[ x ] 4 words that sum you up - retarded.crazy.random.kinda funny. ugerly.friendly&lt;br /&gt;DESCRIBE YOUR...&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Wallet - blue w. a strawberry&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Hairbrush - pink with glitter&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Toothbrush - pink but sadly no glitter&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] 4 rings,earings, watch&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Pillow cover - white with princess on it.&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Blanket - blue&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Coffee cup - don't drink it&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Underwear - UNION JACK ones!! i win&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Shoes - currently none&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Handbag - i have like 20&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Favorite top - i've got loads of favourite tops!! he he&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Cologne/Perfume - anna sui "dreams"&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] CD in stereo right now - compilation i made&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Tattoos - none yet&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Piercings - ears&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] What you are wearing now - pants, sweater&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Hair - dark brown for now&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Makeup - black eyeliner, brown eyeshadow, mascara &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO or WHAT (was/is/are)&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] In my mouth - gum&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] In my head - not much according to my parents andf teachers&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Wishing - i had....&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] After this - breakfast/lunch&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Talking to - BECCER!!&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Eating - still my gum&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Fetishes - the hip line thingie, anything british&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] If you could get away with it and murder anyone, who and for what reason - now if i said who i wasnted to murder and then they suddenly dissapeared everyone would know it was me!&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Person you wish you could see right now - jo! teheh&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Is next to you - my invisible friend "bubbles"&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Some of your favorite movies - cruel intentions,bridget jones, movies with audrey&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Something you're looking forward to in the upcoming month - SPRING BREAK&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] The last thing you ate - cereal&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Something that you are deathly afraid of - snakes&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Do you like candles - no&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Do you like hot wax - no,reminds me of the shady ricky martin video&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Do you like incense - no&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Do you like the taste of blood - what the hell ? umm i wouldnt know.&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Do you believe in love - yes&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Do you believe in soul mates - welll just because mine is curently non-existent doesn't mean i dont believe in them&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Do you believe in love at first sight - if they are hot!! nah, no really&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Do you believe in Heaven - wait, im jewish, so is that a no?&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Do you believe in forgiveness - yes&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Do you believe in God - i'll get back to you on that one&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] What do you want done with your body when you die - i want it frozen!! no i have no clue i prefer not to think about  it&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Who is your worst enemy - the list is too long to type out&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] If you could have any animal for a pet, what would it be - baby elephant and panda, but i couldnt keep them when they got big&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] What is the latest you've ever stayed up - does not goignt to sleep suffice as an answer?&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Ever been to Belgium - yes unfortunately&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Can you eat with chopsticks - when i try real hard&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] What's your favorite coin - a shiny nickel?&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] What are some of your favorite pig out foods - tortilla chips,cheeeeese,lucky charms,chips,french fries&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] What's something that you wish people would understand - me&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] What's something you wish you could understand better - other people&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Anyone you miss that you haven't seen in a long time - debbie, jo-jo, tara,nick.,lauren,laura,emily,jocie,pete&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] What's one thing you want to make happen for tomorrow - hah its sunday tomorrow i have no wishes. ask me on a monday</content>
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    <published>2003-01-19T23:49:29Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i realized that i only write in here when i am so mad that im scared ill say everything i feel out loud. I hate my parents, (hate to be the alpha teen angst-y girl but im sooo mad) my brother isnt worth discussing all he does is interject a random  and completely useless comment (of course agreeing with my parents). But my dad is ann asshole like i have never met anyone that makes me so angry. he wants me to fail and when i said that to him he goes (and this is a direct quote (except translated)) "No, its just that i expect it" right and hten why is he surprised i never get anythign done i dont think io could have any less support from my family. umm i hate him, and he mkaes me feel like i am compltely worthless and all he says is that the very expensive bbn education is completely wasted on me bc i havent taken anything from it anyway. score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other areas everything is so weird, like um sat night.. ya its so weird i cant even beegin to try and explain wtf happened. hmm i miss jared too much for my pwn good i want him back and it kills me that i cant have him. what is it that drove him away and why cant i find it and get rid of it. and the fact that my brother always says "no wonder he broke up with you" makes me sick to my stomach my brother always says things ot me like ur fat and ugly but when he mentions the onlu thing that he knows will really affect me i want him dead. i hate when ppl kick someone when they are down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the russian website doesnt work and it bugs the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss st maarten &lt;br /&gt;i miss england&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything except for music right now its making me happy, and of course i dont hate you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hoping that one day i can write in this thing without being so mad. i need to have a reason for a happy entry. hmmm i hate wait no i have already used that word. i have so many liittle things that are bugginf me like why wont becca talk to me, why do ppl asume that i mean everything i say, why am i so messed up about little jared. its so unlike me. grr writing out what annoys me is reminding me of htem so i think ill just stop.</content>
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    <title>wtf is wrong with me</title>
    <published>2003-01-01T06:02:53Z</published>
    <updated>2003-01-01T06:02:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i really miss him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya the sick thing is, i can't figure out who the hell the "him" is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm happy new year y'all</content>
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    <title>mf</title>
    <published>2002-12-04T01:27:15Z</published>
    <updated>2002-12-04T01:27:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>good stuff</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ahh i hate my doctor, he decides to tell me that i can never wear contacts again bc my eyes have had a really bad allergic reaction to the lenses. ok that's not his fault. He then persuades me that a new contact fitting is absolutely neccessary, ok wtf what's the point if i prob cant wear them?! also that little bit def cost an extra 125 dollars WTF? and he gives me a new prescription for glasses and then i go to pick them out bc i REALLY need new ones and they need close the store. ya ok thats not their fault either but teh woman flips out at me and says "you know we haven't the time for this, we have to close up you know you are wasting my time" WTF so now i cant wear my contacts bc ill DIEEEEE i spent 230 dollars just getting checked and resized or WHATEVER and i do NOT have glassses with the right presciption AHH!</content>
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