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  <title>this is me..</title>
  <subtitle>take if or leave it</subtitle>
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  <updated>2008-08-14T02:51:40Z</updated>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2008-08-13T21:50:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-14T02:50:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-14T02:51:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i think i've out grown the internet.&lt;br /&gt;not by any means intentional, but it has happened never the less.&lt;br /&gt;most of the things i write on this thing now anyways are all private and meant to be read by only me, so why take the time of posting anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time to get back to my roots&lt;br /&gt;i miss pencils.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kylee_ann:63186</id>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2008-04-03T16:41:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-03T21:42:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-03T21:42:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i got an apartment with my boyfrrriend. and its friggen amazing. the rent is kind of pricy but i think its worth it to have such a great place as my first apartment. my life is going great and i love it. :]</content>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2008-01-20T19:21:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-21T01:21:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-21T01:21:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" style="background: white; border: 1px solid black;" width="380"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: red; font-size: 16pt; font-family: monospace; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are in Love!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/valentineheart.jpg" alt="QuizGalaxy.com" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-family: monospace;"&gt;You love the person that you are with and it will last a long time.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="padding: 10px; border-top: 2px dotted grey; text-align: center; color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz_215.html" style="color: red; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;'Are you in Love?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: red; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kylee_ann:62532</id>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2007-04-20T17:24:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-18T22:28:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-18T22:28:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my car got hit by a trampoline.&lt;br /&gt;i was driving down wise road and it flew out of the sky and crashed into my car. broke my windshield my mirror and my antenna. i've broken alot of other things too lately. like friendships. its funny who you consider your friend one day, and then consider them completely meaningless the next. i love the people i have in my life, and that fact that my relationships are no longer based on drinking/drugs/alkaline trio, but actually sharing a common bond with someone. izz nice. even though theres always that one person i'd like more from. i wish age differences didn't ruin good things. i wish i was a few years older, or you a few years younger, because then things would be perfect.</content>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2007-02-15T19:16:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-16T01:18:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-16T01:18:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i went and saw you yesterday on valentines day.&lt;br /&gt;i left you some cigarettes in case you needed them.&lt;br /&gt;and a flower, because no matter how manly you always tried to act, i know how much you loved the smell of flowers. i still cry for you, i probably will for the rest of my life. i don't think i'll be truely happy until the day that i get to look into your eyes once again. i miss you so much...</content>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2007-01-20T14:04:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-20T20:07:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-20T20:07:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">an angel got his wings,&lt;br /&gt;and we'll hold our heads up knowing that he's fine. &lt;br /&gt;friends. stay side by side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;in life and death you've always stole my heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've always meant so much to me its hard to believe this... &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/Kylee_ann/untitled-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;i love you roman. RIP. bfFOREVER&amp;lt;33333333333333</content>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2006-12-28T00:11:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-28T05:11:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-28T05:16:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There are no cosmic referees. time-outs do no get called, not even when your world has taken a blow that renders you senseless.  the dishwasher still needs to be emptied and the hamper overflows with dirty clothes and the friend that you haven' spoken to in six months calls to "catch up" not realizing that you cannot tell them what's been going on in your life without breaking down completely. and no matter how good it might feel to lay in your bed and sleep away the rest of your life, everyone expects you sane by sunrise.</content>
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    <title>kyleedied</title>
    <published>2006-12-24T21:41:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-24T21:41:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i got my tupac shoes&lt;br /&gt;and now i have to send them back because they are too big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight its rocky then presents at 12:01 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont get to see trio on new years and i'm pretty mad about that&lt;br /&gt;but i'll get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems like lately i have zero tolerance for peoples shit and i dont know why&lt;br /&gt;i just snap at people automatically without even giving them a chance to explain&lt;br /&gt;their stupidity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my life is now is Super Nintendo, and i'm content with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no no drama. no no no no drama</content>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2006-11-16T14:43:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-16T19:43:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-16T19:43:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i wentttt home from school again. &lt;br /&gt;ahah&lt;br /&gt;whatever i have like 243 tests i need to study for&lt;br /&gt;but TONIGHT robert is taking me to look at this red honda civic thats for sale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yipeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once i get my tupac shoes and a car my life will be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and when kelsea decides to give me my coat back, its really fucking cold out.</content>
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    <title>sttollen from alexZ</title>
    <published>2006-10-28T04:56:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-28T04:56:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_kylee_ann' lj:user='kylee_ann' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://kylee-ann.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://kylee-ann.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kylee_ann&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s Halloween party: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;1ncef00ledbyluv&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Jennifer Lopez.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;7oh6&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a Level 5 sorcerer.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;__0hbaby&lt;/b&gt; didn't even show up and doesn't get any candy.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;___lush__&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a outfielder for the Royals.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;___piano&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Martha Stewart.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;__epic&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a lizard, and it suited them disturbingly well.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;__liejournal&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a elephant.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;__nikkahx3&lt;/b&gt; dressed as your mother.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;_bubblicious&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Viggo Mortensen.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;_jessicarose&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a 1990's grunge child.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;_l00kscankill_&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a character from "Harvey".&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;_thiswontstop&lt;/b&gt; dressed as something busy, but what, specifically, you can't tell.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;_xmarisolx_&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a bottle of Kalcarg.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;a_l_e_x_x_&lt;/b&gt; dressed as the spirit of their dead grandmother June.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;a_soldier&lt;/b&gt; didn't dress up, spoilsport.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;abetterfuck&lt;/b&gt; dressed as one of the Eagles riding a elk.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;adiosk8rdude9&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a safety for the Vikings.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;alex_is_cool&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Shania Twain.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;alex_kyleescuz&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a new superhero: Prince Bulk.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;alonex2&lt;/b&gt; dressed as George Lucas, though it looked more like Pamela Anderson.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;ashyfuck&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a new member of the Wu-Tang Clan, Midnight Wanderer.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;beatur_heartout&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Osama bin Laden.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;beautifulsin6&lt;/b&gt; gets drunk, strips naked, and somehow emerges dressed as a interrim button pusher.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;birdtrouble&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a disturbing self-made character called "Lumpy Chucklesprinkles".&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;callmeabeauty&lt;/b&gt; dressed as your father.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;candy_apple69&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a moral circuit.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;cattlehairspray&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a cigar, though it looked more like a new superhero: Snow -wave.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;char_zillla&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Optimus Prime, and it suited them disturbingly well.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;cherry_cola674&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a O'Neil-Eshelman ComputersInc. employee.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;chrisloveskylee&lt;/b&gt; dressed as someone who just had sex (and probably just did, too).&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;conspiracykid&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Martina Hingis.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;damnbackslides&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a badger.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;diemydarling97&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a employer.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;dolliiface&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a bottle of Ziakorbic.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;drifting_heart&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a character from "Gladiator".&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;droppin_brides&lt;/b&gt; dressed as something drunk, but what, specifically, you can't tell.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;dust__to__dust&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Mary-Kate Olsen with her very own conjoined Ashley.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;empty_promise67&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Michael Jackson.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;frozen_soul9&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a character from Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Will.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;germanjoenazi&lt;/b&gt; dressed as the spirit of their dead grandmother Kathy.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;glassdanse&lt;/b&gt; dressed as the main character of "Cool Hand Luke".&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;hawthornehts&lt;/b&gt; didn't even show up and doesn't get any candy.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;heartlikeagun0&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a junior system administrator.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;heartsick_xl3&lt;/b&gt; dressed as something flaming, but what, specifically, you can't tell.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;herionbob&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a character from Harry Potter and the Mage of Steel.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;highfashion_&lt;/b&gt; dressed as the Lord of Kaletra.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;hockey96&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Lucy Liu.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;hope_inher_eyes&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a eagle.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;ilovemike1324&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a second baseman for the Blue Jays.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;imthemostrad&lt;/b&gt; dressed as the Governor of Kansas.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;in1938&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Bono.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;its_emo_xo&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a diplomat from Colombia.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;j_e_s_i_k_a_&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a pixie, though it looked more like Osama bin Laden.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;joannah&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a disturbing self-made character called "Skipper Chucklenose", and it suited them disturbingly well.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;junerocker&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a 1970's disco child, and it suited them all too well.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;kaytee_cakes&lt;/b&gt; dressed as George W. Bush.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;kelseacraig&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a Espinoza &amp; Firth, Inc. employee.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;killingrhythem&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Kurt Cobain.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;kiss__n__t3ll&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a new member of the Wu-Tang Clan, Amateur Scholar.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;kracka_k&lt;/b&gt; dressed as the Cardinal of San Roirl.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;krrg_dawg&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a couch.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;kyleeisthesex&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a excuse.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;lakaytee&lt;/b&gt; dressed as your uncle.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;latexxlove&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a kicker for the Panthers.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;lifes_hell&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a hedgehog.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;lllramoneslll&lt;/b&gt; dressed as the Toxic Power Ranger, though it looked more like a Lynn Morrison Ranch employee.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;lovisallineed&lt;/b&gt; dressed as the love child of Tobey Maguire and Janeane Garofalo.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;mads_s_ison&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a vampire.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;minus_carrie&lt;/b&gt; gets drunk, strips naked, and somehow emerges dressed as an iPod.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;monica_jeanine&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Lt. Cmdr. Data from "Star Trek".&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;my_alibys&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Harry Potter.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;no_suprise&lt;/b&gt; forgot to put on clothes!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;o0h_______disco&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Eliza Dushku's sister.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;oh__mydarling&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a igneous witch, and it suited them all too well.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;ohicholesterol&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Yu-Gi-Oh.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;ohtothe_eff&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Jimmie Carter.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;onelonelystar&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a quarterback for the Cardinals.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;openyoureyes_x3&lt;/b&gt; dressed as the Legal Power Ranger.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;poisoned_lover&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a teflon bale.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;pooky_182&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Dick Cheney, though it looked more like the spirit of their dead grandmother Cassandra.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;proved_devotion&lt;/b&gt; gets drunk, strips naked, and somehow emerges dressed as a meat.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;quizgalaxy&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a Level 11 sorcerer.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;real_phenomenon&lt;/b&gt; dressed as the Marquis of Fidhumabic.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;recycledsarcasm&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Richard Nixon.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;remote__control&lt;/b&gt; dressed as the spirit of their dead grandmother Alberta.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;rescuethe_birds&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Kurt Cobain, and it suited them disturbingly well.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;rightwronglove&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a camel.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;robfunk&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Viggo Mortensen's grandmother.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;shei_&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a fork.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;shelikesithott&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Barbra Streisand.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;shi_shi_&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Millard Fillmore.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;solemn_happines&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Dolly Parton.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;soup_n_salad&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Scotty from "Star Trek".&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;soyoucrave&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Optimus Prime.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;starry_skyz8&lt;/b&gt; dressed as the love child of Fidel Castro and Connie Chung.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;superspaz51&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a pixie.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;thedarkonez&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Mary-Kate Olsen with her very own conjoined Ashley.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;theguttersings&lt;/b&gt; gets drunk, strips naked, and somehow emerges dressed as Barney the dinosaur.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;tulipsarebetr14&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Patricia Arquette riding a bear.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;underoath777777&lt;/b&gt; dressed as the Cardinal of Blue Springs.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;ur_only_mistake&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a pimp, though it looked more like Cmdr. Riker from "Star Trek".&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;usernamehere&lt;/b&gt; dressed as the Governor of South Carolina.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;vcr_&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Space Ghost.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;wiked_confusion&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a new superhero: Captain Prince.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;x3tornheart&lt;/b&gt; dressed as the President of Suriname.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;x_car_crash&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Optimus Prime, and it suited them disturbingly well.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;xfasswxkidx&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a obedient vampire.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;xlistencloslyx&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a ghost.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;xtylerxcorex&lt;/b&gt; dressed as a character from Harry Potter and the Horny Mermaid.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;xxunluckyx18xx&lt;/b&gt; didn't even show up and doesn't get any candy.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;yes_sir_iwill&lt;/b&gt; dressed as Susan Lucci.&lt;br&gt;



&lt;br&gt;Throw your own party at the &lt;a href="http://tech.jmc.ksu.edu/phpnonsense/hallomeme.html"&gt;Hallomeme&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1px"&gt;Created with &lt;a href="http://tech.jmc.ksu.edu/phpnonsense/phpnonsense.php"&gt;phpNonsense&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2006-10-25T10:03:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-25T15:10:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-25T15:18:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/Kylee_ann/1-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/Kylee_ann/2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/Kylee_ann/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/Kylee_ann/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/Kylee_ann/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/Kylee_ann/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/Kylee_ann/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/Kylee_ann/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/Kylee_ann/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/Kylee_ann/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/Kylee_ann/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/Kylee_ann/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/Kylee_ann/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/Kylee_ann/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/Kylee_ann/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/Kylee_ann/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; GuluWalk 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, in the inaugural global GuluWalk, over 15,000 people in 38 cities around the world walked in solidarity with the children of northern Uganda. The 2005 event was about telling the story of these courageous children; it turned into a fundraising event that collected over $40,000 to support youth programs in the night commuter shelters and internally displaced persons camps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, last year was only the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GuluWalk 2006 took place in over 80 cities in 15 different countries around the world and raised over $500,000. From Kampala to Kansas City to Calgary, GuluWalk is making a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And GuluWalk is still looking for 10,000 people to be the message of hope. Sign up and join the likes of two-time NBA MVP Steve Nash, Grammy award winning singer/songwriter Sarah McLachlan, decorated general and current Canadian senator Romeo Dallaire and UN special envoy for HIV/AIDS in Africa, Stephen Lewis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About Northern Uganda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of this 20-year civil war and at the height of the conflict, not only did the children ‘night commute’ in northern Uganda, but over 1.7-million displaced persons had been forced into abhorrent conditions in camps where hundreds of people were dying every week because of a lack of clean water, food and medical care. These camps are a horrifically inadequate protection strategy, and the only answer for the Acholi of northern Uganda is peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When GuluWalk visited the IDP camps earlier this year and sat down with the Acholi living this brutal conflict, what we kept hearing was, “Even if there is peace, don’t forget about us.”&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Even if there is peace, we must not forget. That is the future of GuluWalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GuluWalk 2006 is an international campaign of Athletes for Africa and is coordinated in the United States in partnership with the Africa Faith and Justice Network.</content>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2006-10-25T02:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-25T02:20:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-25T02:20:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i hate being stuck in situations like this where i have no control over anything, not even my own happiness. sometimes i just wish that i could be the most important person in someones life, and have the comfort of knowing that there is atleast one person on the planet that cares what kind of a day your having, or night or afternoon or whatever. it wouldn't matter what you told them ever becuase no matter what you said they would listen and care and give you their honest feedback. i hate when i have more in common with strangers than i do the people i call my best friends. i hate not knowing where i'm going to wake up in the morning, or what i did the night before. i hate having to write in a livejournal for all you fucks to read instead of being able to call someone and just spill my guts to them. my "best friend" for the past few years i think has now completely been erased from my life. i hate wasting my time getting close to people then having them fuck me over. i hate being neglected, and i hate loving my parents so much and not have them return that love to me. i'm about done with talking to people ever again. all anyone wants to do is party or whatever gah fuck it i'm out of words.</content>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2006-10-23T11:09:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-23T16:11:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-23T16:11:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/994/593/400/problem.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2006-10-19T17:51:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-19T22:51:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-19T22:51:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mrdowling.com/611starving.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;small&gt;On Saturday, October 21, I am walking for the children of northern Uganda. In the midst of this 20-year conflict in Uganda, over 1-million people have been displaced, on top of thousands of night commuters. These displaced children have been forced into abhorrent conditions in camps where hundreds of people are dying every week because of a lack of clean water, food and medical care. I am walking to tell their story and to fundraise in support of children’s programs that focus on education, rehabilitation and youth outreach, for this generation being left behind. Donate to me today and help me reach my fundraising goal. Better yet, join me and be one of the 10,000 reasons for hope in northern Uganda. For more information please visit www.guluwalk.com &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="https://secure.e2rm.com/registrant/donate.aspx?EventID=7428&amp;amp;LangPref=en-CA"&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;font size="9"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2006-10-12T09:25:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-12T14:26:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-12T14:26:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">its friggen blizzarding outside RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;what the hell its not even halloween yet.&lt;br /&gt;the world is coming to an end.</content>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2006-10-04T12:57:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-04T17:57:49Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i got a job</content>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2006-09-22T12:04:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-22T17:06:02Z</published>
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    <content type="html">so my birthday has come and gone but it doesnt feel like it becuase my dad wont let me get a car, even though my mom is paying for it (?) yeah whatever its lame. the other day i was sitting and thinking and getting really ticked off at myself, becuase no matter how hard i tried i couldn't honestly say i believe in god. then it hit me, i also can't  honestly say i believe in santa clause , or the tooth fairy, or any of those other silly things you tell children to make them happy. god is just another glorified fantasy that someone told you about to make you happy.</content>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2006-08-24T20:18:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-25T01:19:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-25T01:19:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">sooo i moved and now i go to central. and its really depressing at lunch when im like sittng by myself, becuase the only people i know at central are dee's two friends, and niether of them are in my lunch anyways. its so weird here, there is like 2 black people in my whole school, and like 99% of my school are these super god loving white kids, and everythign is always so calm and mellow and there arent any fights ?! so basically no entertainment. ahahahah whatever duuuuuuuude</content>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2006-08-05T16:50:00</title>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2006-08-04T01:39:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-04T06:41:22Z</published>
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    <content type="html">a kid that i used to live with, mike, died the other day. &lt;br&gt; and i don't know. rest in peace? right. thats what your supposed to say. how can someone rest in peace knowing they died before they even began to live. whatever. fuck it.</content>
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    <title>&amp; i'm questioning if this whole thing was worth it.</title>
    <published>2006-07-30T01:10:31Z</published>
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    <content type="html">so heres my 'update' so you call it.&lt;br /&gt;im living in crystal lake now&lt;br /&gt;thats going alright i guess.&lt;br /&gt;there isnt really alot to do out here but i'm dealing with it.&lt;br /&gt;its not like schaumburg was so great anyways.&lt;br /&gt;i havent signed up for school yet&lt;br /&gt;or even decided if i want to go back.&lt;br /&gt;i went to founders day yesterday and broke into a petting zoo, that was pretty sweet.&lt;br /&gt;uhm, i've actually hung out with roman more in the past like 2 months then i have in the past 2 years. hes an awesome kid.&lt;br /&gt;i miss aimee.&lt;br /&gt;dee is coming to visit me i think :]&lt;br /&gt;that should be cool.&lt;br /&gt;i might go out to schaumburg tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;my mom wants me to visit her?&lt;br /&gt;or so she says. whatever shes lame.&lt;br /&gt;i do kinda miss vickter though&lt;br /&gt;and anthony and paul and everyone&lt;br /&gt;actually i think i just miss the atmosphere of my old house&lt;br /&gt;if you've ever been to my old house you know what i'm talking about&lt;br /&gt;the comfort, and the whole like family-ish bond everyone had that hung out at my house. &lt;br /&gt;i have terrible cramps and it sucks dude.&lt;br /&gt;me and nick like can't even have a conversation anymore.&lt;br /&gt;we just argue.&lt;br /&gt;about everything.&lt;br /&gt;and it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;my step mom is nuts in the head.&lt;br /&gt;like litterally there has to be something mentally wrong with her&lt;br /&gt;her daughter too. i really can't stand them.&lt;br /&gt;they bitch and whine all day long and turn nothing into a huge deal. they create a problem out of everything. the fucking phone could ring and the house would be up in a storm for some reason or another. maybe its someone calling to say someone died. maybe gracie is going to try and answer the phone and accidently slip and fall. they are nuts. nuts nuts nuts . &lt;br /&gt;well this is long and no ones going to read it so i'm done. &lt;br /&gt;goodnight.</content>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2006-07-18T11:34:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-18T16:36:36Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3"&gt;today i am moving.&lt;br&gt; destination&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wiccanway.net/crystals/chalcedony.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;crystal&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.laketahoe-hotelsreservations.com/images/new/lake-tahoe-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;lake.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2006-07-06T18:42:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-06T23:43:06Z</published>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2006-06-29T17:59:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-29T23:00:47Z</published>
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    <content type="html">summers awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; my mom is in love with a boy.&lt;br /&gt;shes so happy :]</content>
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    <title>kylee_ann @ 2006-06-26T14:55:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-26T19:56:15Z</published>
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