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    <title>Baby_girl</title>
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    <description>Life less then normal</description>
    <lastBuildDate>Sun, 25 Sep 2005 20:00:03 PDT</lastBuildDate>
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      <title>Hey ya'll</title>
      <link>http://janessa.blogdrive.com/archive/144.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 26 Sep 2005 03:57:57 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Goddamnit do i hate men



They are the most useless things in the world. Sometimes i wonder why god made them. Then i remember soncething i said when i was like 5. Here it is &quot;God made man then said fuck i messed up&quot;I still enjoy that saying. It makes me laugh a lot I guess we need them maybe?Well your all wondering why i'm ranting and it is because my ex boyfriend cheated on me for the whole summer. We broke up a few days ago and i found out he was going out with another girl it pissed me off SO much. I hate his guts. Yes he is hot and funny but if men do this at this age imagain when... (more)</description>
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      <title>Friends are useless</title>
      <link>http://janessa.blogdrive.com/archive/143.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 19 May 2005 02:46:34 GMT</pubDate>
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I'm starting to wonder why friends are so pointless! Let me explain my story!


There is this bitch in my school(we'll call her mitch) and my bestfriend David was being his usual pain in the ass. He was making fun of Mitch and calling her ugly, i told him to stop, but Mitch was sitting behind him. She turned slapped David and got mad at me and i did Nothing!


So now Mitch is pissed at me for something David did, i just want my best friend back!</description>
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      <title>i can't think of a name?¿?¿?¿?¿</title>
      <link>http://janessa.blogdrive.com/archive/119.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 14 Mar 2004 16:45:40 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>MY NEW  NAME IS: JÄNê§§Ä?¿?¿?¿






As if you were born into a world of tears, you always tend to look at the darker things in life. Inside you crave attention yet push away society, and you're a hopeless romantic. Drawn to things like the occult and mysteries, you spend your time daydreaming.  

ld window pane so they cast their lines on my bed and lines on my face.&quot; 



Your soul is bound to the Solitary Rose: The Alone. &quot;When I wake up alone, the shades are still drawn on the cold window pane so they cast their lines on my bed and lines on my face.&quot; The Solitary Rose is associated... (more)</description>
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      <title>10  Commandments of a Teenager!!!</title>
      <link>http://janessa.blogdrive.com/archive/116.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2004 04:09:27 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>1) thou shall not sneak out when parents 

        are sleeping. 

         

        (why wait?) 

         

         

        2)thou shall not do drugz 

         

        (alcohol last longer) 

         

         

        3)thou shall not steel from k-mart. 

         

        (Wal*Mart has a bigger selection) 

         

         

        4)thou shall not get arrested for 

        vandalism. 

         

        (destruction has a bigger effect) 

         

        5)thou shall not steel from thy parents. 

         

        (every-1 knows grandma has... (more)</description>
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      <title>Signs of a flirt</title>
      <link>http://janessa.blogdrive.com/archive/115.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2004 04:08:23 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;1. He stares at you a lot. 

&amp;gt;&amp;gt; 

&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; 

&amp;gt;&amp;gt; 

&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;2. He hits you a lot. (just play hitting ) 

&amp;gt;&amp;gt; 

&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; 

&amp;gt;&amp;gt; 

&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;3. He uses the first thing that pops into his head to start a 

&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;conversation with you 

&amp;gt;&amp;gt; 

&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; 

&amp;gt;&amp;gt; 

&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;4. He yelled, &quot;Hi!&quot;, to your mom that day she picked you up 

&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;from school. 

&amp;gt;&amp;gt;... (more)</description>
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      <title>awwwwwwwwwww</title>
      <link>http://janessa.blogdrive.com/archive/114.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2004 04:07:11 GMT</pubDate>
      <description> 



 

 

 

    

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      <title>i'm in this world  all by myself! i came in on  my own and i'm leaving the same way</title>
      <link>http://janessa.blogdrive.com/archive/113.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2004 20:57:06 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>MY NEW  NAME IS: JÄNê§§Ä?¿?¿?¿







As if you were born into a world of tears, you always tend to look at the darker things in life. Inside you crave attention yet push away society, and you're a hopeless romantic. Drawn to things like the occult and mysteries, you spend your time daydreaming.  

ld window pane so they cast their lines on my bed and lines on my face.&quot; 



Your soul is bound to the Solitary Rose: The Alone. &quot;When I wake up alone, the shades are still drawn on the cold window pane so they cast their lines on my bed and lines on my face.&quot; The Solitary Rose is associated... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://janessa.blogdrive.com/comments?id=113</comments>
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      <title>music</title>
      <link>http://janessa.blogdrive.com/archive/112.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2004 17:15:57 GMT</pubDate>
      <description></description>
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      <title>crazy day</title>
      <link>http://janessa.blogdrive.com/archive/111.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 07 Mar 2004 21:26:31 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Crazy day... of course it is it always is at my house at least i didn't go to church, lol, ok so umm... ya today was crazy, i had to babysit (on saturday 2) wast of time

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      <comments>http://janessa.blogdrive.com/comments?id=111</comments>
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      <title>me, me and more me</title>
      <link>http://janessa.blogdrive.com/archive/110.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2004 20:31:22 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&amp;lt;&amp;gt;flamingtext.com</description>
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