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  <title>Never Say Never</title>
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  <updated>2006-08-23T21:21:19Z</updated>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-08-23T14:20:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-23T21:21:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-23T21:21:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;New livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_styg_tori' lj:user='styg_tori' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://styg-tori.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://styg-tori.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;styg_tori&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:omg_its_tori:33599</id>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-08-17T10:44:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-17T17:46:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-17T17:46:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RISSY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/hawtie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah :D&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:omg_its_tori:33387</id>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-08-10T20:04:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-11T03:09:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-11T03:09:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;I feel depressed. But not the usual Tori-Depression like upset and sad and mopey all day long. It's like on the outside I feel fine I guess, just kind of content, but on the inside I hurt, literally. I feel like there's so much going on in my head and I don't know how to organize it all. It seems like stress too, but then I just get really down on myself inside. It's not a very good feeling and I want it to go away.&lt;br /&gt;It's probably because of leaving Georgia. It hurts, it really does. I never knew I could like a boy this much.&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, school is starting, and that's even more depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be sad anymore.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:omg_its_tori:33240</id>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-08-05T10:56:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-05T18:07:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-05T18:07:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Kennesaw, Georgia Loves Me"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02853.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02857.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02858.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02859.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02860.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02861.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02862.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02865.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02868.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02871.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02872.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02875.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02876.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02877.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02878.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02879.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02881.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02882.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02883.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02889.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02886.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02890.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02891.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went for a walk and yeah, a huge rain storm decided to take place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02906.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02907.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02908.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-07-25T09:35:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-25T16:36:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-25T16:36:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;Leaving for Thousand Oaks today, spending the night,&lt;br /&gt;and then waking up at 4 am to catch my 7:30 flight&lt;br /&gt;to Atlanta.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not sleep last night because I am&lt;br /&gt;that excited. It's weird how I get all giddy like a little&lt;br /&gt;girl going to the zoo for the first time or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still get butterflies when I see him. :]&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-07-20T08:28:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-20T15:30:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-20T15:30:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;Leaving for San Diego soon for a basketball tournament...&lt;br /&gt;Then coming home on Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;Then doing laundry yet again and packing YET AGAIN,&lt;br /&gt;after that is accomplished in two days I will be driving to Thousand Oaks on Tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;and after spending the night on Wednesday I will get up early and fly out to Atlanta to spend a week with Austin :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been living out of a suitcase for 3/4 of my summer,&lt;br /&gt;and I love it. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-07-17T13:49:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-17T20:50:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-17T20:50:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;If I get to go to Atlanta next Tuesday I will be happier than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/blue.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you love it&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:omg_its_tori:32076</id>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-07-09T11:57:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-09T19:15:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-09T19:16:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="CAMPUS MINISTRY RETREAT 2006"&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02726.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02727.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02729.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02732.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02733.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02735.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02734.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02737.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02739.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02741.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02742.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02743.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02744.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02746.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02747.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02750.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02751.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02753.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02755.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02757.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" 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src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02770.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02771.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02774.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02775.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02777.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02783.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/Photo_403.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/Photo_404.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/Photo_405.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02785.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="middle" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Youth%20Ministry/DSC02786.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're All In This Together"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:omg_its_tori:31998</id>
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    <title>I'M 17!</title>
    <published>2006-07-05T21:57:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-05T22:07:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;My 17th Birthday was on July 3rd, and it was way better than yours.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;So get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="BIRTHDAY"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02691.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02696.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Cho Cho San&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02698.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle, Auntie, Mermy, Brudda, Yiddo Cousin, BIRTHDAY GIRL, Cousin, Baby Hailey Rae!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02701.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sick jap birthday outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02702.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02704.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02706.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02710.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02712.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02713.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-06-29T17:44:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-30T00:46:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-30T00:46:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;she said some days I feel like shit&lt;br /&gt;some days I wanna quit and just be normal for a bit&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why you have to always be gone&lt;br /&gt;I get along but your trips always feel so long&lt;br /&gt;and I find myself trying to stay by the phone&lt;br /&gt;cause your voice always helps me to not feel so alone&lt;br /&gt;but&amp;nbsp;I feel like an idiot, working my day around a call&lt;br /&gt;and when I pick up I don't have much to say, so...&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-06-24T16:05:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-24T23:07:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-26T21:27:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i cried so hard when i took him to the airport but i don't even know why. it's not like i won't see him in a month, sheesh. i guess it's just hard. i don't really think i spent as much time with him as i wanted to, but going back to georgia will be fun and i can't wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. coldstones boy, i do not look familiar. you are denied.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-06-17T10:13:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-17T17:15:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-17T17:17:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02545.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="BESTIES"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/DSC02560.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-06-13T15:55:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-13T22:57:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-13T23:04:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt; I really don't know what I'm doing with myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I'm right&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know if I like the person I am anymore&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a day of thinking and crying&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me why cause I just don't know&lt;br /&gt;just thinking and crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned I'm not as strong and I claim to be&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm really insecure&lt;br /&gt;I guess I don't give people a chance&lt;br /&gt;I've learned I'm kinda unapproachable&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was more lively maybe, outgoing&lt;br /&gt;I've come to know that I am a ridiculously jealous person&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that I crave for attention&lt;br /&gt;I think what I dislike in people is really what I am&lt;br /&gt;I realized I hide a lot of my feelings pretty damn well&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the person I thought I was I guess&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-06-10T13:55:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-10T20:57:02Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my brother and his little friends have been boxing in one of the guys' backyards, so I thought I'd share this. My brother is one of the biggest kids there. His little nickname: "Bomb Squad". He's wearing the bball shorts with the white design thingy on the side. Please enjoy him gettin' gnarly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lp5Q0B8l61A"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lp5Q0B8l61A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:omg_its_tori:30310</id>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-06-01T18:32:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-02T01:37:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-02T01:38:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;Today is your day.&lt;br /&gt;You're off to Great Places&lt;br /&gt;You're off and away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have brains in your head&lt;br /&gt;You have feet in your shoes&lt;br /&gt;You can steer yourself&lt;br /&gt;any direction you choose.&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own. And you know what you know.&lt;br /&gt;And YOU are the guy who'll decide where to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll look up and down streets. Look 'em over with care.&lt;br /&gt;About some you will say, "I don't choose to go there."&lt;br /&gt;With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet,&lt;br /&gt;You're too smart to go down any not-so-good street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you may not find any&lt;br /&gt;you'll want to go down.&lt;br /&gt;In that case, of course,&lt;br /&gt;you'll head straight out of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's opener there,&lt;br /&gt;in the wide open air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out there things can happen&lt;br /&gt;and frequently do&lt;br /&gt;to people as brainy&lt;br /&gt;and footsy as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when things start to happen,&lt;br /&gt;don't worry. Don't stew.&lt;br /&gt;Just go right along.&lt;br /&gt;You'll start happening too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;The places you'll go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be on your way up&lt;br /&gt;You'll be seeing great sights&lt;br /&gt;You'll join the high fliers&lt;br /&gt;who soar to high heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't lag behind, because you'll have the speed.&lt;br /&gt;You'll pass the whole gang and you'll soon take the lead.&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you fly, you'll be the best of the best.&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except when you don't&lt;br /&gt;Because, sometimes, you won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to say so&lt;br /&gt;but, sadly, it's true&lt;br /&gt;and Hang-ups&lt;br /&gt;can happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get all hung up&lt;br /&gt;in a prickle-ly perch.&lt;br /&gt;And your gang will fly on.&lt;br /&gt;You'll be left in a Lurch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come down from the Lurch&lt;br /&gt;with an unpleasant bump.&lt;br /&gt;And the chances are, then,&lt;br /&gt;that you'll be in a Slump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you're in a Slump,&lt;br /&gt;you're not in for much fun.&lt;br /&gt;Un-slumping yourself&lt;br /&gt;is not easily done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will come to a place where the streets are not marked.&lt;br /&gt;Some windows are lighted. But mostly they're darked.&lt;br /&gt;A place you could sprain both your elbow and chin,&lt;br /&gt;Do you dare to stay out? Do you dare to go in?&lt;br /&gt;How much can you lose? How much can you win?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And IF you go in, should you turn left or right...&lt;br /&gt;or right-and-three-quarters? Or, maybe, not quite?&lt;br /&gt;Or go around back and sneak in from behind?&lt;br /&gt;Simple it's not, I'm afraid you will find,&lt;br /&gt;for a mind-maker-upper to make up his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get so confused&lt;br /&gt;that you'll start in to race&lt;br /&gt;down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace&lt;br /&gt;and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space,&lt;br /&gt;headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Waiting Place...&lt;br /&gt;...for people just waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a train to go&lt;br /&gt;or a bus to come, or a plane to go&lt;br /&gt;or the mail to come, or the rain to go&lt;br /&gt;or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow&lt;br /&gt;or waiting around for a Yes or a No&lt;br /&gt;or waiting for their hair to grow.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is just waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the fish to bite&lt;br /&gt;or waiting for wind to fly a kite&lt;br /&gt;or waiting around for Friday night&lt;br /&gt;or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake&lt;br /&gt;or a pot to boil, or a Better Break&lt;br /&gt;or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants&lt;br /&gt;or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is just waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;That's not for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you'll escape&lt;br /&gt;all that waiting and staying.&lt;br /&gt;You'll find the bright places&lt;br /&gt;where Boom Bands are playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With banner flip-flapping,&lt;br /&gt;once more you'll ride high&lt;br /&gt;Ready for anything under the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Ready because you're that kind of a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the places you'll go! There is fun to be done&lt;br /&gt;There are points to be scored. There are games to be won.&lt;br /&gt;And the magical things you can do with that ball&lt;br /&gt;will make you the winning-est winner of all.&lt;br /&gt;Fame. You'll be famous as famous can be,&lt;br /&gt;with the whole wide world watching you win on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except when they don't.&lt;br /&gt;Because, sometimes, they won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that some times&lt;br /&gt;you'll play lonely games too.&lt;br /&gt;Games you can't win&lt;br /&gt;'cause you'll play against you.&lt;br /&gt;All Alone&lt;br /&gt;Whether you like it or not,&lt;br /&gt;Alone will be something&lt;br /&gt;you'll be quite a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you're alone, there's a very good chance&lt;br /&gt;you'll meet things that scare you right out of your pants.&lt;br /&gt;There are some, down the road between hither and yon,&lt;br /&gt;that can scare you so much you won't want to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on you will go&lt;br /&gt;though the weather be foul&lt;br /&gt;On you will go&lt;br /&gt;though your enemies prowl&lt;br /&gt;On you will go&lt;br /&gt;though the Hakken-Kraks howl&lt;br /&gt;Onward up many&lt;br /&gt;a frightening creek,&lt;br /&gt;though your arms may get sore&lt;br /&gt;and your sneakers may leak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On and on you will hike&lt;br /&gt;and I know you'll hike far&lt;br /&gt;and face up to your problems&lt;br /&gt;whatever they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll get mixed up, of course,&lt;br /&gt;as you already know.&lt;br /&gt;You'll get mixed up&lt;br /&gt;with many strange birds as you go.&lt;br /&gt;So be sure when you step.&lt;br /&gt;Step with care and great tact&lt;br /&gt;and remember that Life's&lt;br /&gt;a Great Balancing Act.&lt;br /&gt;Just never forget to be dexterous and deft.&lt;br /&gt;And never mix up your right foot with your left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And will you succeed?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. You will, indeed&lt;br /&gt;(98 and 3/4 percent guaranteed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid, you'll move mountains.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-05-31T14:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-31T21:56:47Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt; I had a really good heart-to-heart conversation with Camille today and it made me really relieved. It was so nice randomly getting into a deep conversation in the back of Mrs. K's classroom because she's a person I trust, and I know she doesn't judge me and I don't judge her. I love you Cami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that there is only 7 more days till Austin comes back home and I can't wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and for future reference to anyone. Don't talk about anything negetive regarding the love of my life because I'll pretty much snap and yell at you in the middle of class even if you sit on the completely other end of the classroom. I learned that about myself today...&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-05-22T08:51:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-22T15:56:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-22T15:56:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">summer/senior goals/events:&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;         SAT II on june 3rd&lt;br /&gt;         austin coming on june 8th&lt;br /&gt;         rissy coming at the beginning of summer as well&lt;br /&gt;         grand opening of Sacred Gypsy in Bako&lt;br /&gt;         summer basketball through july&lt;br /&gt;         my birthday july 3rd&lt;br /&gt;         volunteering &lt;br /&gt;         begin admissions essays&lt;br /&gt;         out to ATL in august&lt;br /&gt;         retake SATs if necessary&lt;br /&gt;         apply to UCI, San Diego State, Long Beach State, UCRiverside, UC Santa Cruz, etc.&lt;br /&gt;         get into fucking UCI &lt;br /&gt;         reuniting with austin and rissy for good&lt;br /&gt;         peace out on Santa Maria and start loving life again...</content>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-05-19T17:39:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-20T00:44:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-20T00:44:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt; I miss my boyfriend terribly. I seriously just got into the most depressed mood ever. I want everything back to normal. Thank God I get to pick up his cute self from the airport in about 20 days. My life consists of countdowns now. I'm not really happy with the present anymore I'm just always looking forward to something in the future. I guess that keeps me going but it get's pretty hard. &lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of people coming up to me all the time asking me if we're still together, and then seeing the surprised "wtf" reaction on their face after I tell them "yes". I'm tired of everyone saying "dude he could be cheating on you as we speak", "you're willing to be in such a long distance relationship?", and "that's probably the worst thing ever...no offense." It makes me sick to my stomach when people talk to me like that. I found something so perfect and it was taken away from me, almost for good. Sometimes I seriously just want to throw up that he was about to end it in March. It really makes me hate myself. &lt;br /&gt;Despite all the negetives that make up my life, I'm really happy that we're together. It gives me something to look forward too, even though I never know when I'm going to see him next.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-05-13T09:39:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-13T16:39:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-13T16:39:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt; life's hard.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-05-03T17:08:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-04T00:09:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-04T00:10:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt; Hey best friend, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;And remember when this picture was taken and it took us forever to find that stupid church, and you spit in whats-her-faces hair. And we danced all up on each other to Max's band. We're hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/rissy_tori.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. thanks ashley for sending me that picture. even though I cut everyone out for this haha.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>Dear LiveJournal, please let me vent...</title>
    <published>2006-04-16T02:14:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-16T02:15:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;I spent a lot of my day thinking today. I woke up and finished The Perks of Being A Wallflower, and it totally gave me a new perspective on life. If you read it, maybe you'll think differently, but at certain parts I could related to the main character. In the past year I have lost 3 main people in my life, and at times I feel really depressed because I don't have a lot of close friends in this town anymore. I'm the home-body. I don't like to party, I don't like to hang out in big groups, I'm really nice I guess but I just don't like to be involved in huge social scenes. &lt;br /&gt;My big brother, my best friend, Eric Ventura was sent away due to a problem that he needed help with. He called me today and I swear I have never been happier in my life. The last time I talked to him was about maybe 3 months ago. It felt so good to hear his voice. He is doing so much better now and finally he has joy when he speaks to me. I tried to tell him what's been going on, but in all reality, not a lot has been going on with me. I'm going to look after him, I love him, he's part of my family. Come home to me Eric.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Cute/ERICnTORI.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend left me in March and moved to Georgia. Visiting him was one of the best vacations I have ever made. He is so sweet and I can't imagine being without him. I cannot wait till he comes home this summer and we can spend even more time together. Yes, we've decided to maintain a long distance relationship across the country. A lot of people have told me that I'm only sixteen and that I don't know what I'm doing, but trust me, we know exactly what we're doing. We're going to make it, despite what you think. What we have is different and it's original. For once in my life, I can be myself. I can fuck around and he doesn't care. We act like we're 5 years old. We finish each other's sentences, I'm totally not even kidding. The whole entire trip, finishing each others' sentences and saying "I WAS JUST GOING TO SAY THAT WHAT THE HELL." His mom says we're two peas in a pod. We're so cute it's disgusting ;]. Come home to me Austin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Too%20Crazy/DSC01692.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big sister. Best friend. Sing-a-long partner. Apple of my god damn eye. Marisa Silva. We might as well be joined at the hip. She is the funniest girl I have ever met and we're too much a like, but that's a good thing. She moved to Irvine to go to school in August and&amp;nbsp;my life honestly changed dramatically. From hanging out with my best friend every freakin' day to coming home and being bored. We spent the entire summer driving up and down the central coast fucking around and singing our hearts out. Not even speaking to each other during our drives, just singing and knowing that that was enough. I miss her everyday of my life and probably talk to her everyday. We tell each other the most random stuff and we have coordinated dance moves to every NFG song out there, it's a sight to be witnessed. Rissy, I want you to know that I love you and you'll always be my bestest friend. Thank you for taking me under your wing even though I was 2 years younger than you. We're the sweetest of the sweet, the cutest of the cute, we're the ultimate. Don't forget that. I'M COMING TO YOU SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Too%20Crazy/DSC00212.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if no one reads this. It felt good. My depression has lifted. And the only thing that keeps me going is that one day soon I will be able to see you all again. I love you three with all my heart and I'd do anything for all of you. I miss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-04-09T12:14:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-09T19:19:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-10T02:00:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably won't read this but I want you to know that last week was one of the best weeks of my life. You are amazing and there is no one I would have rather spent those days with. You're the sweetest boy I have ever met and you treat me like a princess. You made me feel better when I was about to cry because of the storm and you held me close when stupid boys stared at me. You sang along with me to counting crows and took me out to dinner. You never stopped making me laugh and I couldn't help but smile when I was with you. Leaving you for the second time was the hardest thing I have ever done, but I know I will see you during summer and that's what keeps me going. You're my best friend, my boyfriend, my one and only, and I woulndn't change it for the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Too%20Crazy/DSC01687.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-04-01T10:43:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-01T18:43:40Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt; I'll see you Tuesday, sweetheart &amp;hearts;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-03-15T17:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-16T01:54:46Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;i'm flying out to atlanta in about 20 days to see the only boy i love&lt;br /&gt;i'm fucking stoked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v103/stophatecrimesx/Too%20Crazy/smiles.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>omg_its_tori @ 2006-03-06T07:09:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-06T15:10:51Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt; I don't want to be here.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of santa maria and I'm sick of losing the only real friends I have.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to leave my house and go to school right now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick to my stomach and I can't eat.&lt;br /&gt;I got at the most maybe 4 hours of sleep last night and I can't function.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I talked to Austin on the phone last night but I don't recall a single word he or I said...which bugs the crap out of me.&lt;br /&gt;How am I supposed to go to school and look directly across from my locker and realize that I don't have to wait for him to go to 1st period anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I can't handle this. I'm going insane. I need to be hospitalized or something.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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