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  <updated>2008-06-02T05:26:30Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bobby1bobby:3582</id>
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    <title>Soon to end, Soon to begin</title>
    <published>2008-06-02T05:26:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-02T05:26:30Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;so the end of my high school experience is coming and i dont know what to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;it still hasnt hit me that i will not be seeing all my friends once summer ends&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know if it ever will, maybe im just that eager to meet new people&lt;br /&gt;or just want to see what the future holds for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation is in two weeks and i am very excited for it.&lt;br /&gt;finally ending one chapter of nothing but drama, drugs, party, friends and lame ass teachers.&lt;br /&gt;what i have worked for, for the past four years is finally around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;and to think i almost blew it last quarter because i got lazy.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to walk across that stage to show everyone that i have completed high school&lt;br /&gt;to show everyone that i did not fall victim to the drug and party scene&lt;br /&gt;to show everyone that I, Bobby, am ready to face the real world and what it chooses to throw at me&lt;br /&gt;and&amp;nbsp;i will accept what it throws at me and make the best of it&lt;br /&gt;because i am ready to decide what my life will be like ten, fifteen years from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or atleast i think.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>bobby1bobby @ 2008-04-21T16:59:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-22T00:07:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-22T00:07:39Z</updated>
    <category term="work"/>
    <content type="html">its funny how much getting a job has changed my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) im no longer unemployed, which i still dont know is a good thing or bad thing yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) its mixed up my life to the point where i no longer know if im open next week or even the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) it has brought new people into my life, which i can honestly say, is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) gave me new friends but has not taken any away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) has given me money, and freedom that comes with that money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) has lead me to get involved with one of my co workers on an intimate level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only do i go to work to earn money,&lt;br /&gt;but i&amp;nbsp;now go to work to make sure no managers hear about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bobby1bobby:2837</id>
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    <title>Time changes everything</title>
    <published>2008-04-09T04:28:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-09T04:28:04Z</updated>
    <category term="time"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;So i now believe that time does change everything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;las year, i went out with this one chick and lets just say it was hard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but i just recently got involved with her again and it was a lot easier but also less intimate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;also the break off was much more simple, because i know who is good and who is not,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know which ones i should strive to keep and which ones to should let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;time not only changes how we are as people but it changes where we are in life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;some of us are working hard to get to the top while others are doing nothing and going to the bottom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;time has been kind to me, allowing me to be in my senior year of high school, alive and healthy for the most part with a couple of good friends,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and only time can tell who will be the successful ones&amp;nbsp; and who will be the failures.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and once again i hope time will be kind to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Happy?</title>
    <published>2008-01-20T04:55:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-20T04:55:12Z</updated>
    <category term="happy sad emo"/>
    <content type="html">so much has happend in the last 24 hours that has lead&amp;nbsp;me to think more than i should have.&amp;nbsp; i've realized that my friends arnt so much my friends.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;they dont think about the verbal damage they cause&amp;nbsp;when they lay out a carpet bomb&amp;nbsp;of verbal abuse on me but then when i have the opportunity to get them back i dont.&amp;nbsp; why dont i?&amp;nbsp;because i think about how it feels to be on the recieve end of it and i know thats the last thing they want to hear.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have also realized that im not happy anymore.&amp;nbsp; my friends are suppose to keep me happy but in return they are what is causing me to be so sad so emo so tired at life.&amp;nbsp; why is it so hard for me to be happy, to be truely happy.&amp;nbsp; drugs, maybe i should resort to drugs, alcohol, sex. maybe then i can be happy. &lt;font size="4"&gt;I just want to be happy!! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;shit&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bobby1bobby:2195</id>
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    <title>Fuck people</title>
    <published>2008-01-07T06:00:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-07T06:00:48Z</updated>
    <category term="fuck people life"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Fuck people.&amp;nbsp; &lt;font size="2"&gt;like seriously, everyone sucks except for like 3 people.&amp;nbsp; EVERYONE sucks the cock!! people flake, fuck them. people dont call you back, fuck them. friends are strangers, fuck them, friends who havent done anything, fuck them. &lt;font size="5"&gt;Life sucks le cock! yes LE COCK!!!&lt;font size="2"&gt; Bitch!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bobby1bobby:1836</id>
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    <title>Boo for Weddings</title>
    <published>2007-12-15T07:11:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-15T07:11:50Z</updated>
    <category term="wedding no"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;tomorrow = parents &lt;font size="4"&gt;2nd&lt;/font&gt; wedding as if getting married once isnt enough but now they drag us (their kids) into it.&amp;nbsp; i dont think they are ready to get married again, they need to work on their relationship more.&amp;nbsp; they are just doing this because my grandma wants them too, they would have done anything if it was up to them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;They dont even sleep in the same bed, not even the same room!&lt;/strong&gt; what kind of marraige is that?&amp;nbsp;Not really looking forward to tomorrow, weddings are boring as is, now i gotta participate in it as opposed to going to winterball with friends.&amp;nbsp; Thanks Mom and Dad for showing me what marriage is all about and because of them, bobby + marriage = &lt;font size="5"&gt;NO!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bobby1bobby:1603</id>
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    <title>tis the season</title>
    <published>2007-12-10T05:39:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-10T05:39:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">for bobby to settle down. no more messing around, in general. its time for a change and a change is what i've been wanting.&amp;nbsp; since no one could make a change to my life, i'll make one for myself</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bobby1bobby:1525</id>
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    <title>Please, turn back the hands of time!</title>
    <published>2007-11-09T05:44:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-09T05:44:09Z</updated>
    <category term="school time college"/>
    <content type="html">I dont know if its just me but i feel like&amp;nbsp;this school year is just&amp;nbsp;flying&amp;nbsp;by, September flew to october and october flew by to november and before i know it, its going to be december.&amp;nbsp; Why? is it because im starting to realize that i have it way to easy as a kid, is it because im scared of growing up and having responsibilities?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Is it because im going to start having to do stuff for myself?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;No one will be there to help me make rent, or help me pay my phone bill, buy those&amp;nbsp;random items i dont need but want, to pay for my&amp;nbsp;school?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Of course my parents are going to help me, but for how long? when will they have enough and cut me off?&amp;nbsp; So much pressure is on me right now to get my act together because if i dont&amp;nbsp;now, i will only suffer in college, and i cannot&amp;nbsp;afford to fail or drop a class.&amp;nbsp; I have high expectations for myself that i feel like i cannot even reach them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;SOMEONE PLEASE, SLOW DOWN THE HANDS OF TIME!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;i have my whole life to be and adult but i only get to be a kid once, i only get to be in&amp;nbsp;high school once.&amp;nbsp; i'd like to enjoy every second of it but it just seems i only get to enjoy every day of it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Or maybe time is going by fast because someone up higher is trying to tell me to become more independent. a good chunk of my friends wont be here next&amp;nbsp;year and i have to say, i can depend on some of them a lot.&amp;nbsp; Whatever the reason is, i know right now, im not going to enjoy the end of this school year.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>WaterWorld</title>
    <published>2007-09-14T04:28:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-14T04:28:24Z</updated>
    <category term="senior waterworld"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;so today the seniors that bought tickets to waterworld went.&amp;nbsp;at first i wasnt going to go because i didnt want people to see my "bear" scars but after a talk with a couple of friends i decided to go.&amp;nbsp; it was my first time going to waterworld so i was excited to go.&amp;nbsp; after the huge panaramic pictures we got on the bus and i just have to say bus 1 dominated.&amp;nbsp; i started a huge bus activity which was what i wanted to do.&amp;nbsp; i took one of the papers that was handed out about the waterworld rules and shit and i folded it into a paper airplane that was hella pimp. it cut through the air like it wasnt even there. i missed the guy i was aiming for and some other guy got and and throught it to the back of the bus and then it turn into a whole bus activity excluding the front rows, they werent special enough.&amp;nbsp; so we arrived at waterworld and we were the first ones there of DV. so we got in the park and looked for lockers but they were expensive so i said no. then we saw the inner tubes, the single blue ones and we saw that you have to pay for them so kris took one. then after a while we decided to get more and then it started a huge dv steal the tubes and then 1 +1 = 2. all the tubes were gone. what ghetto kids we have at dv.&amp;nbsp; so rides rides rides lunch rides rides rides dry off put shirt on got on bus got home and pow.&amp;nbsp; fun fun fun day at waterworld. Twas a good fun day. but now im more tired than ever.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bobby1bobby:845</id>
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    <title>I lived</title>
    <published>2007-09-08T01:50:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-08T01:50:04Z</updated>
    <category term="school lame ew"/>
    <content type="html">First week of school is over. i survived with only lacking hours of sleep.&amp;nbsp; so far, my odd days are cool. i got history and physiology. my history class is cool, the people in it are kinda interesting. my physiology class is interesting and its funny how the underclassmen in the class know everything about what we talked about today.&amp;nbsp; dont those juniors know?&amp;nbsp; they are trying to over achieve and they're going to end up missing the high school life. what losers!!&amp;nbsp; Even days are LAME!! i wanted algebra 2 but stupid cannon put me in fundamental vis arts because he thought i would fail algebra 2.&amp;nbsp; arnt the VP's suppose to encourage you to try harder? my medical terminology class is also lame, theres only 4 guys in the class (which im totally fine with) but no one talks in that class. and then the class i hate the most, English. my english class is cool i guess but i just dont like english, its not my thing.&amp;nbsp; So far school is ew. no good girls. LAME!</content>
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    <title>Beginning of the End</title>
    <published>2007-08-30T05:21:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-30T05:21:36Z</updated>
    <category term="school"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;so i finally got so bored that i decided to post my first entry.&amp;nbsp; School is approaching as you all know and im not ready to go back.&amp;nbsp; I havent fully relaxed yet. my summer has mostly consisted of hospital visits and dreading hospital visit.&amp;nbsp; Just one more week of me relaxing is what i need, one week of friends, no drama, and a lot of fun.&amp;nbsp; Although im not ready to go back, im excited for senior year to start. My last year of high school.&amp;nbsp; Last year of the worst years of life, or so i've been told.&amp;nbsp; I think high school can be the worse years of your life but also the most fun.&amp;nbsp; Going to partys, hanging out with friends, not having to worry about paying rent or paying of bills. On the other side, high school is all drama about people talking shit about others and silly high school love drama.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure this year will be no different from the past 3 but i think it will be more fun, knowing that you're just one day closer to graduating and what not.&amp;nbsp; Sad part is that we'll have to say goodbye to some of our closest friends.&amp;nbsp; Friends that have helped us though the rough times. I know i will have a hard time saying goodbye to a couple of my friends, they have truely helped me in the roughest times of my life.&amp;nbsp; I guess thats just something we'll all have to face sooner or later. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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