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  <title>The Life and Times of Me</title>
  <subtitle>I'm gonna walk away and it's up to you to say how far...</subtitle>
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  <updated>2004-12-06T23:54:13Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:selena_lowe:22143</id>
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    <title>Especially For Jess</title>
    <published>2004-12-06T23:54:13Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-06T23:54:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I found a poem especially for you.  I could never even thinking about losing one of my best friends, but it helps if you don't hold everything inside.  At least, that's what I learned when my grandma died.  We were very close.  She was just like a kid herself.  When you feel like crying go ahead.  It'll make you feel better in the long run.  Even though I might not answer right away, I'm always here to listen any time you need to talk.  Here's the poem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;If Tomorrow Never Comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When tomorrow starts without me,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not there to see,&lt;br /&gt;If the sun should rise and find your eyes&lt;br /&gt;All filled with tears for me;&lt;br /&gt;I wish so much you wouldn't cry&lt;br /&gt;The way you did today,&lt;br /&gt;While thinking of the many things,&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get to say.&lt;br /&gt;I know how much you love me,&lt;br /&gt;As much as I love you,&lt;br /&gt;And each time that you think of me,&lt;br /&gt;I know you'll miss me too;&lt;br /&gt;But when tomorrow starts without me,&lt;br /&gt;Please try to understand,&lt;br /&gt;That an angel came and called my name,&lt;br /&gt;And took me by the hand,&lt;br /&gt;And said my place was ready,&lt;br /&gt;In heaven far above,&lt;br /&gt;And that I'd have to leave behind,&lt;br /&gt;All those I dearly love.&lt;br /&gt;But as I turned to walk away,&lt;br /&gt;A tear fell from my eye,&lt;br /&gt;For all my life, I always thought,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to die.&lt;br /&gt;I had so much to live for,&lt;br /&gt;So much left yet to do,&lt;br /&gt;It seemed almost impossible,&lt;br /&gt;That I was leaving you.&lt;br /&gt;I thought of all the yesterdays,&lt;br /&gt;The good ones and the bad,&lt;br /&gt;I thought of all the love we shared,&lt;br /&gt;And all the fun we had.&lt;br /&gt;If I could relive yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;Just even for a while,&lt;br /&gt;I'd say good bye and kiss you&lt;br /&gt;And maybe see you smile.&lt;br /&gt;But then I fully realized,&lt;br /&gt;That this could never be,&lt;br /&gt;For emptiness and memories,&lt;br /&gt;Would take the place of me.&lt;br /&gt;And when I thought of wordly things,&lt;br /&gt;I might miss come tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;I thought of you, and when I did,&lt;br /&gt;My heart was filled with sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;But when I walked through heavens gates,&lt;br /&gt;I felt so much at home.&lt;br /&gt;When God looked down and smiled at me,&lt;br /&gt;From his great golden throne,&lt;br /&gt;He said, "This is eternity,&lt;br /&gt;And all I've promised you."&lt;br /&gt;Today your life on earth is past,&lt;br /&gt;But here life starts anew.&lt;br /&gt;I promise no tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;But today will always last,&lt;br /&gt;And since each day's the same way,&lt;br /&gt;Theres no longing for the past.&lt;br /&gt;You have been so faithful,&lt;br /&gt;So trusting and so true,&lt;br /&gt;Though there were times&lt;br /&gt;You did some things,&lt;br /&gt;You knew you shouldn't do.&lt;br /&gt;But you have been forgiven,&lt;br /&gt;And now at last your free,&lt;br /&gt;So wont you come and take my hand&lt;br /&gt;And share my life with me?&lt;br /&gt;So when tomorrow starts without me,&lt;br /&gt;Dont think were far apart,&lt;br /&gt;For every time you think of me,&lt;br /&gt;Im right here, in your heart!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:selena_lowe:21713</id>
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    <title>The Worst Day of my Life</title>
    <published>2004-11-09T14:16:58Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-09T14:16:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh I wish you guys could have been with me last night.  I needed all the love and support anyone could think to give me.  What happened last night has been going on for quite some time now.  I just never had the courage to get help or tell anybody about it.  My dad is abusive.  It's not all the time, but just mostly to my mom.  Yesterday we went to a funeral.  It was my aunt Diane Ward (by marriage) that passed away.  She had had an aneurism and two strokes.    Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had just come from my mamaw's house after being at the funeral and my mom and dad started arguing.  Well, like everyone does they both said some things that they really didn't mean and it got out of hand.  My dad started driving like a maniac.  If we would have met someone up that little road we were on, it would have killed us all.  My sister was crying because my mom threatened to jump out of the car.  She told him to slow down and I opened my big mouth and said "yeah before you kill us all".  My dad slammed on the brakes, almost threw Kelly through the windshield by doing so.  He tried to bust my mouth, but mommy and Kelly both stopped him. That's when he grabbed my arm and twisted it with all the strength he could muster.  (It still hurts by the way.)  I was so angry at him.  He threatened me and said that when I got home I was really going to get it.  This is not the only time this has happened either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home.  He held my mommy in the car and made me get out.  Kelly got out and stood in between us.  I believe if I would have had a loaded gun, I would have shot him.  I told Kelly to go in the house.  There was a big struggle when he slapped me as hard as he could across the face.  I told him I was going to call the cops.  That just made it worse.  Mommy was going to leave and take us with her, but didn't get to.  He pulled out a knife and threatened to slash her tires if she left.  I ran in the house and took Kelly with me.  I locked her and myself in our rooms (her in her own room and me and mine).  I grabbed the phone and started dialing Crystal's (my best friend from high school) number.  That's when I broke down.  I was shaking so bad that I could hardly holld the phone.  It was horrible.  I just wish both Sam and Stina could have been there with me because I had a hard enough time with the funeral.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really surprised me more than anything was Kelly called 9-1-1 on her cell phone when she was in her room.   I didn't have the strength to do that.  I'm really proud of her for it too.  Mommy said that she wouldn't take him beating on her kids.  I don't blame her.  I don't know what's going to happen next, but I do know that in the near future there will probably be a divorce.    That's all for now...</content>
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    <title>The Worst Day in the World</title>
    <published>2004-11-04T23:17:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-04T23:17:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have had such a horrible day that I just don't know what to do.  My dad was in a wreck, my aunt is in a coma and on life support and the doctors don't know if she'll make it or not, my car quit and it cost me $269.00 to fix the stupid thing and I feel like committing suicide on the spot.  Not that I would, but it seems to be the logical thing to do at the moment.  My day literally could not get any worse other than the fact that I'm about to go fail a test that I didn't have time in my busy schedule to study for.  Life sucks!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:selena_lowe:21247</id>
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    <title>Haunted Weekend</title>
    <published>2004-11-04T15:23:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-04T15:24:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Britney Spears "My Perogative"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My sister and I had so much fun this past weekend.  There is a lake here in Eastern Kentucky called Paintsville Lake.  It has all kinds of "out-in-the-middle-of-nowhere-trails".  Well, this Halloween, they decided to make the one the least traveled the Haunted Trail.  Let me tell you, I have never been so scared in all my life.  It's crazy!  The worst part was going through that tunnel that they set up for us.  Talk about scary.  Freddy Kruger was there to greet us and the end.  After we screamed and ran from him, Micheal Myers was right there in our faces.  The knife he was holding above my head looked so real that I didn't know if he belonged in there or not...lol.  I screamed my head off.  I was really starting to believe that he was real because he kept stepping in my way and wouldn't let me by.  That was terrifying.  Well, that's all for today.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:selena_lowe:20646</id>
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    <title>Romance?</title>
    <published>2004-10-25T22:23:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-25T22:23:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ok.  This is really really weird.  For the past two weeks on Monday night after my Biology class,a guy from my past walks me to my car.  We talk about everything under the sun and usually end up talking for about a half hour standing out at my car.  Yet, neither one of us have the guts to say something is going on between us.  I started to feel different toward this guy and I think he's changed the way he looks at me.  Everytime I look at him now, I smile.  It's really weird.  I don't know what to do.  I don't know if I should just say something about "us" or not.  This game of ring around the rosy is getting a little stressful...lol.  Help!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:selena_lowe:20277</id>
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    <title>Complaining...lol...hey, everybody does it!</title>
    <published>2004-09-30T22:20:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-30T22:20:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It seems like it's been forever since I last updated this journal.  I've talked to one of my best friends since then and that was great.  I hate that I don't have the time to call and talk to them anymore.  It seems like there's forever more something I have to do.  I don't even get to see my parents as much as I'd like to.  Every night I come home, they're already ready to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, my best friend Crystal hasn't talked to me in forever and I have this paranoid feeling that she's mad at me.  She rarely ever gets mad at me.  She wrote to me from Morehead, but I just haven't had the time to write her back.  Does that make me a bad friend?  I hope not. I don't mean to be if I am.  I haven't even got any time to myself where I can just sit down and relax anymore.  Right now I'm pressed for time because I have a class that I'll be going to in ten or fifteen minutes.  I hate to feel rushed all the time, but I guess that's the way life is when you screw it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong.  Last semester at Eastern was great.  I got to see my friends and we partied, which was something I had never gotten to do before because I live such a sheltered life.  No one but my sister has any idea how overprotective our parents are.  It's not that I'm not grateful, it's just sometimes I would like to be able to go out with my friends and not have them there breathing down my neck every second.  Nevertheless, I love them too death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about contacting my roommate from last semester to see how she's doing.  She informed me before I left that she had cancer.  I hope everything is going great.  Well gotta go to class now.  Toodles!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:selena_lowe:20004</id>
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    <title>selena_lowe @ 2004-09-20T17:53:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-20T21:56:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-20T21:56:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ashlee Simpson "Pieces of Me"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am so stressed out!!!  I have a biology test in like half an hour and I really just did not even look at the material.  I'm hurriedly looking through it right now trying to absorb as much information as possible and I just can't hardly do it.  This is crazyness...lol.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary, I know exactly what you mean about the family fights: not fun.  I've been there more times than I care to share at the moment.  Some of them can literally change your life forever if you're not careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's enough about me today.  Toodles!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:selena_lowe:19772</id>
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    <title>Turning a New Leaf</title>
    <published>2004-09-16T13:07:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-16T13:07:17Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Well, guys I just wanted to let you know that I miss you all and one of these days I'm going to show up on every one of your doorsteps...lol.  Today started off a really bad day for me.  I park my car at the bottom of our mile long driveway because it's too narrow to stay on the concrete and it'll go over the hill.  Anyway, I walked down to my car this morning and I realized that I forgot my keys.  I had to walk all the way up the hill, get my keys, walk all the way down and then go to class this morning.  Then I realized that I had forgotten to do one of my assignments and that sucked beyond everything else that had happened.  I have just had a bad morning.  It feels like a monday or something...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through my pictures yesterday and realized that I would love to be in three places at once right now.  I would love to be at Eastern where my best friends Mary, Daniel, and Chris are.  I would love to be in Joplin, Missouri where my best friend Justina is right now and I would love to be in Manchester where my best friends Angie and Brad are right now.   You guys just don't know how much I miss you.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:selena_lowe:19626</id>
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    <title>Yay!</title>
    <published>2004-09-14T22:10:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-14T22:10:22Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Mary called me last night.  I was so surprised, yet so happy to hear from her that I didn't hardly know what to say.  I feel like I rushed her off, but I didn't mean to.  (Sorry, Mary.)  I had just gotten back from my night class when she called and I hadn't eaten supper yet.  Plus, my mom was rushing me too...lol.  Sometimes I feel that I haven't even gotten the time to breathe anymore.  Well, I gotta go to class now.  Toodles!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:selena_lowe:19217</id>
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    <title>Depressed</title>
    <published>2004-09-13T21:55:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-13T21:55:09Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I don't know what's going on, but I have another one of those depressing feelings that something is going to go wrong.  I've been thinking about something lately that may be leading to part of my depression, but I don't know for sure if that's what it is.  I've been keeping this secret inside of me for years and the only other person that knows is my sister.  We've never told anybody because we didn't think nobody would ever believe us.  I've been thinking about it a lot lately and I think it's time to let the cat out of the bag.  I don't know though...I'll have to think about it.  That's enough about that for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an email from Justina and I was so happy to hear from her.  I love getting mail.  It's great.  Anyway, I have to go to class now, so I'll yak at you all later.  Bye!</content>
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    <title>Unseen Helping Hands</title>
    <published>2004-03-26T08:23:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-27T08:26:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;A lot of my friends are having problems right now and I don't think I can handle them all by myself sometimes. Guys, there is an awesome website. It is &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://unseenhhands.topcities.com/unseen.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;http://unseenhhands.topcities.com/unsee&lt;wbr&gt;n.html&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; or this one:

http://unseenhhands.topcities.com/

This is a website designed to give advice to those who need it or want just a second opinion. You can visit the site or email your situation to:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;unseen_helping_hands@yahoo.com&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;The people who do this site check the email everyday. Give them a buzz. Maybe they have the answer you've been searching for...&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:selena_lowe:13272</id>
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    <title>Road Trip</title>
    <published>2004-03-26T00:42:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-26T00:42:17Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">It was so much fun today.  Brad, Angie, Mary, and me all got in Crazy Mike's car and went to Manchester.  We played loud music and I got to meet some of her family.  It was fun.  We had so much fun on the way up there and on the way back too.  The meal we had was amazing.  I have only one regret about the whole thing though.  I regret that we stood Chad up.  I hope you're not mad at us, Chad.  We thought we would be back by then. (sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved their dog Duke.  He was really playful.  Duke and the cat they call Kitty didn't get along very well.  They fought whenever Duke was in the house.  Then there was another little dog named Killer.  I wanted to bring him back to Palmer with me.  He was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa.  They had so much food in that house...lol.  It's no wonder that Angie likes to go home so much.  Me and Mary concluded that if we had that much food, we'd never want to leave home...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun just going on the trip with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to do it again real soon.</content>
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    <title>Quizzes...hey, what can I say?  I was bored...lol</title>
    <published>2004-03-25T07:03:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-26T00:01:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>comedy central</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Your soul is bound to the &lt;b&gt;White Rose&lt;/b&gt;: The&lt;br&gt;Pure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/charmed1/Miscellanious/whiterose.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I've been waiting in the dark for a long&lt;br&gt;time, shining my beacon of hope through the&lt;br&gt;shadow.  If you see me, don't you hide your&lt;br&gt;eyes from me."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The White Rose is associated with purity, honor,&lt;br&gt;and chastity.  It is governed by the goddess&lt;br&gt;Artemis and its sign is The Cross, or Agape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a White Rose, you are a person of your word.&lt;br&gt;You may have a strong moral code, but&lt;br&gt;regardless of your virtue, you always stay true&lt;br&gt;to yourself.  To you, love is the most pure of&lt;br&gt;emotional forms and it's just a matter of&lt;br&gt;waiting for it to bless you.  Some people may&lt;br&gt;say you are too idealistic, but it's only&lt;br&gt;because you don't want to mess things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/donarepa/quizzes/What%20Rose%20Is%20Your%20Soul%20Bound%20To%3F/"&gt;What Rose Is Your Soul Bound To?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:selena_lowe:12747</id>
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    <title>Another night in Daniel's room</title>
    <published>2004-03-25T04:54:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-25T04:54:21Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">We had so much fun in Daniel's room tonight.  We were talking about thinking inside the box and outside the box and Mary's own little special place that she has inside the box according to Daniel.  It was hilarious.  I swear I don't think I've ever met anyone in the world that can make me laugh as hard as he can and it seems like it's everytime I'm near him.  He's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited now.  I get to finally meet Chad.  I think that I've met him once before but I don't remember for sure.  I forget names often but I never forget a face.  He seems like a really cool guy.  We're going to meet in Powell tomorrow.  It's going to be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary just informed me that she has the munchies...*again*...lol.  We love her anyway though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hyper right now!  I don't know why.  It's crazy!  Anyway, I'm going to get off here now and go run around with my crazy friends...toodles!</content>
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    <title>Sex and Chocolate</title>
    <published>2004-03-24T22:59:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-24T22:59:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Yeah"  feat. Usher, Lil John, and Ludacris</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, that was an awesome program!  There were about 40 people or so to show up.  It was awesome.  Crazy Mike violated Chris.  I thought I would die when it came to that part.  My face turned so red.  Right after the program we went up to Daniel's room and hung out for a while.  He played the guitar and sang for us.  It was really good.  I'm so glad he's going to be doing the entertainment part of field day.  We'll have the best music in the world.  Dan came in there in just a towel and Angie wanted to take it off, but he wouldn't let her.  Nigel came to see us, Crazy Mike and Adam stopped by too.  That was so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great dream last night.  I dreamed that me and that special someone had a candlelight dinner and he told me that he loved me and then he kissed me.  I remember being so shocked and confused.  It was just funny.  Especially since I know it will never happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to watch the guys from Martin Hall play a baseball game.  It was really funny though.  One of the guys hit the ball and two or three of them said "I'll get it!" and it landed right in the middle of all of them.  All and all it was pretty cool though.  I made sandwiches and brought chips and pop for me, Mary, and Angie.  We had ourselves a little picnic...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole baseball thing gave Angie an idea.  She wanted to form our own team and Tamara said that it was fine.  She was so excited!  I'm kind of glad we have our own team now though.  I would like to play.  That is, if I could...lol.  I suck at sports.  Tamara suggested we have a coed team and i thought that would be awesome until the guys start trying to take over.  That's when it would start to suck.  Angie says we're not going to let though.  I think it will be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Advanced Auto Parts in Mary's car so she could get it checked.  It's doing some weird vibrating thing.  When you're sitting at a red light it's like you're sitting on this huge vibrator...lol.  I just got a bad thought in my head, but anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The attendant said that all of her fluids were fine and he couldn't see anything that was wrong with it at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some drama here in Palmer last night too.  Angie got Brad to pull a prank on me.  He messaged me and told me what I was wearing and everything.  It was so funny.  Then he asked me to meet him by the library.  I told him that I wasn't coming alone and he said to bring all of my friends.  I told him that I would meet him at the Daniel Boone statue and that all of my friends were coming.  It was hilarious.  Angie, Mary, Justina, and I set out at about midnight to go meet this guy.  Before we left, we told the cop that was here that if we weren't back in an hour to come look for us.  The cop circled the place where we told him we would be.  Brad jumped out from behind a car and scared the crap out of us too.  It was so funny.  I had a pretty good idea that it was Brad, but I wasn't for sure until I saw him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all I have to say for now.  Talk to you all later...Toodles!</content>
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    <title>Penn Station</title>
    <published>2004-03-23T04:35:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-23T04:35:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tonight was so fun!  Me, Angie, Brad, and Mary all walked over to Penn Station to get a free sub.  It was pretty fun until Angie almost got hit by a car when Mary dropped her keys in the middle of the highway.  I tried to wait for her to make sure that she was going to make it...lol.  Angie said all she could see was headlights and I started dying laughing.  I'm glad she didn't get hit by a car though.  That wouldn't have been a good thing at all.  Brad tried to make off with our food and I thought Mary was going to attack him.  It was funny.  My hair was wet and it was so cold outside.  As a matter of fact, I'm still cold...lol.  Well, going to watch "Cabin Fever" again.  Mary hasn't seen it yet.  I almost lost my lunch everytime somebody got the stupid disease.  I shudder when I think about watching it again.  Especially since I just ate.  Toodles!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:selena_lowe:11866</id>
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    <title>Interesting Night</title>
    <published>2004-03-22T18:35:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-22T18:35:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>machines at library cafe..lol</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Me and Angie had an interesting night last night.  We met a really nice night supervisor.  He cracked me up, him and his bipolar neighbor.  That was the funniest thing in the world.  He asked for my number so he could call us when we went to watch a movie, but he never did.  That kind of freaked me out a little bit...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still sick today, but I have a lot more energy than I did.  I'm in a good mood, I just hate being sick.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched "Never Been Kissed" last night.  I love that movie.  It's really sweet and romantic.  I wish something like that would happen to me and I would find just the right guy.  It would be so awesome to have somebody sweep you off your feet and just completely take your breath away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Felipe Dylon yesterday.  He's such a sweetheart.  I can't believe that he lives in Brazil.  We are such good friends.  I would love to meet him one day when he comes to the United States for his musical tour.  He's a huge pop star in Brazil.  Felipe is just awesome.  Jeanine wants him, but she can't have him....lol.  I must say he is a hottie though.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:selena_lowe:11759</id>
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    <title>Sick</title>
    <published>2004-03-21T17:50:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-21T17:52:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none; clicking of mouse and sound of typing keys</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I guess I'm coming down with the flu or something.  I can't hardly stand to, but I cough constantly sometimes and I hate it!  It's driving me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Kerry a little bit this morning.  He was bored.  He told me that he fell asleep in the lobby on the couch.  I laughed at him.  He lost his homework to.  He's a little miffed about that, but he'll get over it...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up this morning it was because I was coughing so much.  I can't hardly breath when I cough either.  It feels like I'm really congested and I hate it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love our walls that we did last night.  They look very bright and cheery.  Ticha didn't know what to say, so he said "good job, guys".  He better be glad he didn't say anything bad about them.  I would've kicked his butt.  Angie and I worked really hard on them.  Justina came down last night and helped us color a little bit.  We hung on of the flowers she colored on the wall.  It was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.  We did something last night that I never thought I would do in a million years.  At 2:00AM, me and Angie walked all the way over to Keene Hall so she could see Brad and take him some food.  You know, it's that hall that's all the way across the 4-lane where cars like to try to run you over.  It wasn't that cold when we walked over there, but when we came back you could tell we were women...lol.  My face was so cold that it almost went numb where the wind was blowing so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a huge rainstorm last night too.  The lightning was touching the ground.  It made me think of when Piper was the Goddess of Nature.  That was scary lightning.  I didn't like it one bit.  I hate thunderstorms and lightning storms.  The worst one I've ever seen was down in Paintsville.  The sky was sort of yellowish gray color and the lightning looked like it was touching the ground in front of us.  We were in the car going to Baskin Robbins (Kaliedoscoops now) to get ice cream like the dumb people we are.  When the lightning flashed it lit up the sky and it looked like there was no patch of black anywhere.  That was scary.  I'll never forget that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think I've rambled enough for right now.  Until next time, toodles!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Midnight Trip to Wal-Mart</title>
    <published>2004-03-21T06:12:49Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-21T06:12:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none; hum of computer drives; It's driving me crazy!!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, I never thought I would do what I done tonight.  Angie and I went with Chris and Daniel to Wal-Mart.  It was so hilarious.  We were laughing the entire time that we were there.  Chris is a funny guy.  He looks at things a lot differently than normal people do.  I'm not saying that  Chris is abnormal, I'm just saying that he's a trip and really fun to be around.  He's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel is a lot different too.  He's really sweet and cute.  Me and Angie went up to his room earlier and we joked around with him a lot.  It was fun.  We tried to get him to come downstairs and play his guitar for us, but he didn't want to.  That's ok though.  We had a nice little conversation anyway.  I found out something about him tonight that I didn't know.  He's a speedy shopper.  You should have seen him zipping through those aisles like he was tonight.  That was so fun.  I pushed Chris's cart for him the whole time and he didn't even realize it until we were almost ready to leave.  He was going to push it up to the cash register, but I wouldn't let him.  I told him that I didn't mind to push his cart and he said that was ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Kerry today too.  He came up behind me and slapped me on the back, which scared me out of my mind.  He was bored and so was I until we started working on the walls for Easter.  That was so much fun.  I loved it.  I drew a rainbow and me and Angie glittered it up.  It looks gorgeous now.  We both worked so hard on it.  I worked on my scrapbook a little too.  I think I ended up getting three or four pages finished.  That is  truly an accomplishment though because I usually stop with two.  Sometimes if frustrates me to try to deal with that kind of stuff and sometimes it doesn't.  Whatever.  Anyway, I'm proud of what we did with those bare walls.  It's really cool.  I don't care what anybody else thinks.  Angie and I did the best we could do and if somebody doesn't like it they can kiss my butt!  LOL.  Good times.  Toodles!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:selena_lowe:11230</id>
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    <title>The Salem Stalker</title>
    <published>2004-03-19T22:00:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-23T18:44:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Some people would think that all of us are completely obsessed with Days of Our Lives.  Well, since they already think that let's give them a reason too...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Salem Stalker.  She is a loving mother, a respected psychologist, and a friend to all people.  It's Marlena Evans-Black!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Salem Stalker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/charmed1/Days%20of%20Our%20Lives/marlena2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/charmed1/Days%20of%20Our%20Lives/salemstalker.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/charmed1/Days%20of%20Our%20Lives/marlena.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marlena Evans-Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are her eight victims so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/charmed1/Days%20of%20Our%20Lives/abefirstvictim.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abe Carver: shot with a gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/charmed1/Days%20of%20Our%20Lives/jacksecondvictim.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Devero: hit over the head with a brick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/charmed1/Days%20of%20Our%20Lives/maggiethirdvictim.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie Horton: killed with a wine bottle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/charmed1/Days%20of%20Our%20Lives/carolinefourthvictim.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline Brady: poisoned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/charmed1/Days%20of%20Our%20Lives/cassiefifthvictim.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassie Dimera: stabbed; fell out of a pinata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/charmed1/Days%20of%20Our%20Lives/romansixthvictim.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roman Brady: throat slashed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/charmed1/Days%20of%20Our%20Lives/tonyseventhvictim.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony Dimera: mauled by a tiger then drugged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/charmed1/Days%20of%20Our%20Lives/dougeighthvictim.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug Williams: stabbed in the neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is she up to next?  Our favorite serial killer will go after the most beloved person in Salem!  That could only be one person....Alice Horton!</content>
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    <title>At Work With Mary</title>
    <published>2004-03-19T21:38:14Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-19T21:38:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>some stupid commercial</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I got back from class today and couldn't find Angie so I went upstairs to take a load off for a while.  Then I saw that Mary was online.  She told me she was at work and I asked her if she wanted a little company because I didn't have anything better to do.  She said sure and I went downstairs.  Kerry was down there working at the front desk and I like to never got away from him.  When I finally did get over there me and Mary played around on the computer.  We were taking all kinds of quizzes.  It was so funny because Mary kept taking these purity quizzes and they kept telling her stuff like she was Queen of the sluts and stuff like that.  We burst out laughing.  It was hilarious.  Then she called one of her friends and asked him about it and he said that she wasn't but she acted like one!  I about died when I heard that.  It was kind of funny and kind of mean too....lol.</content>
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    <title>Wild Night</title>
    <published>2004-03-19T06:15:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-19T06:15:59Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">We walked to Arby's tonight because Mary had the munchies. It was so funny. It was like she was drunk but she never had anything to drink. She was going round and round the poles by the tennis courts. I laughed my butt off. Then I took Jalpeno bites up to Heather. I asked Justina what was wrong with her and she said that it was nothing at all. Heather said that she smacked her up a good one and then I said as calm as I could&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "You want me to smack you up?"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font&gt;I thought that she would roll in the floor laughing. She cracked me up. Now everytime I see her that's what I'm going to say...lol.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:selena_lowe:10371</id>
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    <title>Look at the music...ironic isn't it?</title>
    <published>2004-03-19T00:32:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-19T03:11:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Friends theme song "I'll Be There for You"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">For your information I said nothing like that.  I told her exactly what you said which was that she was going home and she just didn't know it yet.  I didn't know that you didn't want me to tell her that.  You should have told me if you wanted to keep it a secret.   We said a lot of shit.  Jessica might have took it the wrong way or something, but I didn't say nothing about you not wanting her here.  That would have been stupid.  I don't just make up stuff.  That's not how I am.  Why wouldn't you want her here?  She's your family for goodness sake.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why wouldn't I like Jessica?  She's just like you and I like you, no matter if you aren't talking to me.  Why couldn't you tell me to my face what you said in your live journal?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As for the last sentence in your entry, I was never in your business unless I was asked to be so you can't blame that one on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am willing to talk about this and resolve this once and for all.  I want to stay your friend because you are an awesome person and I think this was all just a big misunderstanding.  I never said what you think I said and I'm not saying that Jessica lied, I'm just saying that she misunderstood what I did say.  That's not a big deal.  People misunderstand things all the time.  I think we should sit down and talk about this whole thing and maybe we can clear everything up.  The last thing in the world I would want to do is hurt somebody.  I don't like to be, so I don't do it to anyone else if I can keep from it.  Let's talk about it.  It's not good to keep everything bottled up on the inside.</content>
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    <title>All About ME (this should be interesting)</title>
    <published>2004-03-16T21:01:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-16T21:01:27Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">NAME: Selena&lt;br /&gt;GENDER: girl&lt;br /&gt;AGE:19&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY: March 13&lt;br /&gt;EYE COLOR: brown &lt;br /&gt;HAIR COLOR: brown&lt;br /&gt;MOST OVERUSED PHRASE: awesome&lt;br /&gt;TATTOOS: none&lt;br /&gt;PIERCINGS: two in my ears (one on each ear)&lt;br /&gt;PET PEEVES: when people talk when i'm talking-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FUTURE-&lt;br /&gt;OCCUPATION: Psychologist&lt;br /&gt;PLACE TO LIVE: Texas&lt;br /&gt;KIDS: maybe one of each&lt;br /&gt;NAMES OF KIDS:- Makayla for the girl and Kerry for the boy (he he he)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER-&lt;br /&gt;BROKEN THE LAW: nope&lt;br /&gt;RAN AWAY: nope&lt;br /&gt;BROKEN A BONE: nope&lt;br /&gt;LIED: yeah&lt;br /&gt;CHEATED ON A TEST: of course&lt;br /&gt;PLAYED STRIP POKER: nope&lt;br /&gt;GONE SKINNY DIPPING: nope&lt;br /&gt;SMOKED: yeah&lt;br /&gt;WEED: nope&lt;br /&gt;OTHER DRUGS: nope&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN-&lt;br /&gt;LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT: yeah&lt;br /&gt;GOD: always have and always will&lt;br /&gt;ALIENS: you never know what's out there...lol&lt;br /&gt;HOROSCOPES: i don't know&lt;br /&gt;GHOSTS: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;HEAVEN: definitely&lt;br /&gt;HELL: definitely&lt;br /&gt;YOURSELF: yup sometimes&lt;br /&gt;ABORTION: nope&lt;br /&gt;PREMARITAL SEX: i don't believe in it, but that doesn't mean that people don't do it-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER-&lt;br /&gt;COKE OR PEPSI: pepsi&lt;br /&gt;DEAF OR BLIND: i think i would rather be deaf...i don't really know&lt;br /&gt;POOLS OR HOT TUBS: pools&lt;br /&gt;BLONDES OR BRUNETTES: either&lt;br /&gt;TALL OR SHORT: tall&lt;br /&gt;TV OR RADIO: television&lt;br /&gt;SEX OR JUST CUDDLING: just cuddling&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;THE OPPOSITE SEX-&lt;br /&gt;MUST-HAVE PERSONALITY TRAIT: humor&lt;br /&gt;STRAIGHT OR CURLY HAIR: either&lt;br /&gt;SHORT OR LONG HAIR: either...depends on the guy&lt;br /&gt;HATE MOST ABOUT THEM: CHEATERS&lt;br /&gt;LOVE MOST ABOUT THEM: the way that he can make you laugh without even trying&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS-&lt;br /&gt;YOUR MOST HUMILIATING MOMENT: when my crush found out i liked him sixth grade and they announced it over the loudspeaker...lol&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE-&lt;br /&gt;COLOR: pink&lt;br /&gt;MOVIE: Gone in 60 Seconds; Mr. Deeds; Simply Irresistible (can't really choose)&lt;br /&gt;BOOK: Loves Music, Loves to Dance by Mary Higgins Clark&lt;br /&gt;SUBJECT IN SCHOOL: Psychology&lt;br /&gt;HOBBY: scrapbooking; singing; watching television&lt;br /&gt;FAST FOOD: Big Mac and fries from McDonald's&lt;br /&gt;ICE CREAM: chocolate chip cookie dough&lt;br /&gt;SODA DRINK: Mello Yellow&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAY: Christmas&lt;br /&gt;SEASON: fall-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO-&lt;br /&gt;MAKES YOU LAUGH THE MOST: Kerry&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU HATE THE MOST: no one&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU LOVE THE MOST: Kerry; my parents and my sister&lt;br /&gt;HAS IT EASIER GUYS OR GIRLS: guys&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU GO TO FOR ADVICE: friends and family&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU EVER--&lt;br /&gt;GET JEALOUS: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;PLOT OUT HOW TO GET THEM AWAY FROM YOUR GUY OR GIRL: sometimes...you should hear some of my plans...they're kind of funny&lt;br /&gt;ACT THAT PLAN OUT: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;BEST-&lt;br /&gt;DRINK: strawberry smoothies&lt;br /&gt;ADVICE YOU'VE GIVEN: to never give up on friendship&lt;br /&gt;ADVICE YOU'VE GOTTEN: to take a chance and live a little</content>
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    <title>What's up?</title>
    <published>2004-03-04T18:25:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-04T19:59:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Shania Twain "She's Not Just a Pretty Face"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I don't know what in the world was the matter with Duane yesterday.  Me and him talked outside for almost an hour and a half.  Then we came in and talked forever before the RA meeting he had at 9:00 PM.  He told me a whole lot that I didn't know about him.  I didn't know that he graduates in August if he passes all of his classes.  That was cool to find out.  What was really funny though was that he kept agravating Angie.  She got so mad at him that it wasn't even funny.  He's such a sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to watch Days right now...brb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm back.  This is really starting to wear me out.  I don't know what in the world I'm going to do about Days.  I think I'm going to stop watching it for a while.  It's really getting on my nerves!  I love the fact that Doug beat the crap out of Marlena though.  I hope they catch that witch.  She's the devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of waiting for Kerry to come back too.  He left earlier.  I'm thinking about writing him another letter.  The only difference is that I'm going to give it to him this time.  Nobody knows that I've made that decision yet though.  I just don't know what to say to him.  I'm afraid that I'll say something that sounds stupid or something and then he'll hate me.  I don't want that to happen!  I don't think he could ever like me the way I like him.  Maybe that's why I couldn't find the strength to give it to him.  I'm afraid of rejection I know that for sure.  I want to write him another letter because the other one I wrote is pretty irrelevant now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if somebody doesn't remind me I'll probably forget anyway.  Toodles!</content>
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