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  <title>Not All There Myself</title>
  <subtitle>Jenella's Musings</subtitle>
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  <updated>2008-05-26T01:33:00Z</updated>
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    <title>New Youtube Video</title>
    <published>2008-05-26T01:33:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-26T01:33:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As some of you may know I have a youtube account!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted a new video in which i talk about my top 5 favorite movies!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;object width="425" height="355"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name="movie" value="&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/alSIYnirenI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/v/alSIYnirenI&amp;amp;hl=en"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param&lt;/a&gt; name="wmode" value="transparent"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src="&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/alSIYnirenI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/v/alSIYnirenI&amp;amp;hl=en&lt;/a&gt;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/object&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, what do you guys think?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cheshirekitty6:4248</id>
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    <title>Life is....</title>
    <published>2008-05-11T17:59:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-11T17:59:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Interesting--&lt;/b&gt;how can life not be? With twists and turns around every corner, life forces you to be on your toes at all times and ready for anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dangerous--&lt;/b&gt;Believe me. Life is dangerous. With one wrong move you can shoot straight down into the abyss and have one hell of a time trying to find your way back up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lovely--&lt;/b&gt;I have an amazing family which I am thankful for every day. They have raised me to be caring, loving, and enjoy the simple things in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is one motto I have learned so far in my life it is: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DON'T LIE...TO ANYONE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying can weigh you down so much. It's hard to cover your tracks and make sure your story is right. I have promised to myself not to lie as much anymore. Blech. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think life is?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cheshirekitty6:3913</id>
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    <title>Work Rant</title>
    <published>2008-04-27T15:14:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-27T15:14:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;Okay, this is going to be a somewhat short and not so sweet rant....about people at work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called in yesterday because of some serious...female issues. Believe me...it wasn't good. I won't go into detail or past history, but yesterday morning was hell. So, being the sensible girl that I am I called in because one cannot work when they are bleeding heavily.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came into work today with lots of energy and such and my boss was like, "So what happened yesterday?" I told him, "To be honest I had female issues." OH LORD. He gave me a look like, Are you serious?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten tired of people NOT understanding what its like. Even more so males. Believe me, IT HURTS. You have no idea the kind of pain we women go through just to be able to have children. Jesus. But, guys, give us some girls some credit where its due. If we need a day to let the cramps relax just let us. Don't give us shit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--amen. :]</content>
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    <title>cheshirekitty6 @ 2008-04-26T20:42:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-27T03:38:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-27T03:38:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Don't worry. I'll update this soon my loves.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cheshirekitty6:3529</id>
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    <title>cheshirekitty6 @ 2007-06-20T17:19:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-21T00:22:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-21T00:22:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, here is my journal entry from yesterday. I wrote it at the airport waiting....enjoy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri" size="3"&gt;8:27 PM &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Well, here I am. Waiting at Oakland International&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Airport. I’m waiting for my flight to board, but it seems that the flight before me has been delayed. I hope that doesn’t interfear with my departure time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Tonight I am flying to New York City! I can’t believe it. I’m so excited. Then, at around 6 in the morning I transfer to another flight that will take me to Orlando! My new home for a lovely 7 months!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When I arrive in orlando I am going to practically run to Mears transportation and hustle over to the vista apartments where I am supposed to meet up with my friend Lauren.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri" size="3"&gt;It’s been a very odd day. It seems like I woke up so long ago, but I’ve only been awake for twelve hours. My goodness, how the day seems to drag on and on sometimes. That’s the worse part of travelling. I don’t like waiting at the airport. Plus, it doesn’t help when the seat that you are sitting on smells very much like urine. The smell reminds me of the ball pits at McDonalds. Those things used to be amazing, until I found out how many disgusting things the balls come into contact with. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri" size="3"&gt;I’ll miss being in the bay area. It’s my home and it always will be. I’ve got some amazing friends here who I will miss like no other. I’ll for sure miss my mom and dad. My dad was very upset when I was leaving. He left a few days before I&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;was, so we had to say goodbye early. However, my mom and boyfriend Scott dropped me off at the airport today. That was the most emotional I have ever been at an airport. Except for maybe one time. It was when I was younger and my mom was leaving to go on some sort of business. All I remember was getting out to give her a hug and watching her walk away. I couldn’t help but yell out “MOMMY!!!” . I then ran over to her and gave her a huge hug. My mom and I have been insepreable for a long time. I love her so much! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri" size="3"&gt;There are some of the most amazingly odd people at the airport. As I sit in my corner of the little café I can people watch for miles. Some people just cease to amaze me that they can function in every day life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have always wondered what it would be like to see through another persons eyes. Currently around me I see: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri" size="3"&gt;Asian Woman: She is trying to be as social as she can be with her co-workers but to no avail &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri" size="3"&gt;A Couple:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A beautiful woman and a somewhat attractive male. The woman seems to have so much confidence in herself that I find myself becoming almost jealous of her. The man seems almost too cool for her. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri" size="3"&gt;Two woman: These two woman are very funny. They are the kind of woman that I read about in books. Very cooky, travel the world together, and have been friends for a long time. The one woman is reading the book “Middlesex” which I have always wanted to read and the other is proofing some sort of prayer book. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri" size="3"&gt;An elderly mother and her son: It seems that this man still lives at home. I would assume that he is around late thirties. He is sporting a green shirt, jeans, and van shoes. Around his neck rests a pair of old earphones attatched to a walkman strapped to his waist. The woman seems to enjoy the sandwich she is eating. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri" size="3"&gt;Lastly I see a young woman. She is the kind of girl that assumes she is new money but really she just fakes it. She is wearing a white sweat suit, the kind that would only flatter a figure with a booty, which she does not have. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri" size="3"&gt;I enjoy the airport sometimes, but I would much rather be sleeping. Or…just not be waiting. Like my mother says, “ Rush Rush Rush…Wait”. That’s pretty much how the airport can be sometimes! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri" size="3"&gt;Saying goodbye to scott and my mother today was very hard. I know that I will see them again, but the prospect of being on my own scares me a little. I can’t help it. I am a woman who can be very independent, but I enjoy living my life with another person. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri" size="3"&gt;I had the hardest time saying goodbye to scott. I have never felt this strongly about someone in my entire life. I care more about him than I do some of my family (of course not my immediate family, but distant relatives).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s one of the greatest feelings in the world to know that someone cares about you as much as scott does for me. Scott makes an effort to make me smile. He’d do anything for me, and I would do anything for him. I would go against anything and anyone in this world to make sure he was happy. I have never talked very openly about my future with another person before. It has been brought up before in previous relationships but for the first time I actually think something might happen. Scott cares about me unlike some previous boyfriends who only used me and abused me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When I look at scott I can picture so much, and the best part is that I know something will happen. Its not this distant dream but instead when we talk about it we are planning what is going to happen. In short, I haven’t been happier with a man in my life. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri" size="3"&gt;Its around 8:55 now, and I am going to go find a seat over by my gate and break out the book. I can’t wait to get on the plane so I can take a nap! It’s going to be great. The joys of taking jetblue.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They’ve got awesome seats and a 36 channel TV in every headrest. I live in the lap of luxery. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>cheshirekitty6 @ 2007-05-16T17:49:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-17T00:51:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-17T00:51:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have little tolerance for bikers who ride in the street. I lay on the horn, or at least i would like too. they think that they can just peddle through the intersections, on the streets, and anywhere else they want too. NO WAY! thats why people made up sidewalks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go use them.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Regret</title>
    <published>2007-05-14T03:52:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-14T03:52:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;For me, its hard not to regret certain things in life. I regret not living up my senior year. Or junior year for that matter. I wish i would have gone to my senior ball instead of being so fucking into my boyfriend at the time. I see pictures of everyone having a great time and i can't help but try and hold back my tears because i feel as though i missed such a big time in my life. I miss getting dressed up to go out and have&amp;nbsp;a good time with all my friends. I hate knowing that my then boyfriend went to the dance but was so against me going. I hate knowing that i listened to him and didn't go. i wish i could go and have fun. But instead, I'm stuck here, watching all these people live up their senior year and knowing that I didn't do it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out dancing, not at some hooch club, but get dressed up a little. I just want to plain get dressed up and showed off.&amp;nbsp; I want to know that I'm going to have the time of my life for that one evening.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss being in high school. things were much simpler and much more enjoyable. I miss looking forward to all the fun events that happened in school.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just miss being a kid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Rant</title>
    <published>2007-05-12T20:37:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-12T20:37:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Urinetown</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I am taking a break from my chores. I am almost done however, so that makes me happy. Today I am meeting my friend Danielle for some coffee and smokes. Yay for black and milds and such. I still need to take a shower and clean out the inside of my car, then I'm all good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Scott and i went saw The Invisable. I really enjoyed the movie HOWEVER i wanted to kick everyone everyone in the theater. Last night reminded me of a couple of things. One, how rude people can really be. Two, how little control Regal has over their customers. Three, how teens today have NO consideration for other people. Four, how teens think they are the shit. They think that if they are loud during movies that people will like them, WRONG! Lastly, how teenage girls think that dressing with very little clothing on is the most amazing thing to do. Last night it was so cold and there were girls with tank tops and mini skirts. I have nothing against that kind of outfit, however, this girls were total and complete sluts. They need to learn to have some self-love instead of relying on skin to catch a boy. I was myself and I caught an amazing guy who loves me for ME and not the clothes i wear. I can wear my PJs and he finds me beautiful no matter what. Also, last night these teens were being so loud and there was an Usher in the theatre who didn't do a dang thing! I mean, THAT IS YOUR JOB. YOU BETTER FREAKING DO IT!! I hate regal. I do. It is overpriced, understaffed, and just plain gross.&amp;nbsp;therefore, I am going to stay in Livermore where the theatres actually have some control of what is going on. Even just thinking about it fries me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my Urinetown CD and it made me VERY happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dean Koontz has written a book called Odd Thomas. It is great so far. I love it. Very freaky.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancun coming up. Can't wait!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disney soon. YIKES!!! Very excited. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>cheshirekitty6 @ 2007-05-09T22:27:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-10T05:31:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-10T05:31:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was a good day for many different reasons.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was enjoyable, even more so volleyball. i do love that class very much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home around 11 a.m and had to run a few errands and get some cigs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i then went online and bought two tickets for me and scott to go and see the Giants on May 21st! We are in the bleachers, FOUR ROWS BEHIND LEFT FEILD. talk about amazing seats. I also got him a "male promise ring" seeing as he got me one last month. I made a little scavenger hunt for him to do to find his suprises. We then went to Fresh Choice (we are so classy), and then went over to best buy. Scott bought a web cam there so we could talk to each other. After best buy we went over to Barnes and Noble. Scott got the book he wanted which made me VERY happy. He then told me i could pick out a couple books. I got two! What a sweetheart. It's so different having a boyfriend that actually pays for things instead of me ALWAYS paying for stuff. I love it very much so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott came over this morning and gave me his gifts. He got me a bouquet of flowers, a lovely card, a pack of bubblegum (which we both love), and a CD that he made. It is sooooo awesome! all of these songs that remind him of me. I love that man!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm pretty much done with this entry. The weather has been very hot, but it is cooling down. I don't really know how i feel about that however.</content>
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    <title>cheshirekitty6 @ 2007-05-04T13:13:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-04T20:17:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-04T20:17:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Another day of rain and clouds. It makes staying home much easier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cleaned the fish tank today. They are my babies. Gandalf and Sir Smelly III. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I have a good amount of Ghost Hunters shows to watch. Only two of them are new, but so far so good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans for the rest of the day are to wash emmy and my grandmas dog Kirby. Then, later on tonight scott and i are seeing Urinetown at LHS. Should be interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, well I am going to go and have some PB+J! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles my loves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Still no packet from Disney which will state my job. UGH. its been a week, lets goo!!</content>
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    <title>Rambleee.</title>
    <published>2007-05-04T03:27:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-04T03:27:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Scotties Fan</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have come to the conclusion that I am a hands on learner. Its very obvious. In high school, i was the top of my class (well...not really, but i was in the top 50!), but now that I'm in College it's much harder because a lot of the teachers dont do the whole "get involved" stuff. I think thats why i like speech so much, Here are two examples of me being a hands/visual on learner:&lt;br /&gt;1. today people were trying to tell me how to get to sunol. they were yelling out directions and none of it was making any sense. Until...i saw a map. Once i saw that map i knew exactly where to go. and I'm pretty dang good with directions so it was a piece of cake. or pie.....i like pie more than cake. =]&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sitting in the science lecture class i dont absorb anything she says. I just sit there and it goes in one ear and out the other. But once we get into lab it becomes a LITTLE easier for me to understand. I liked high school/middle school because there were work sheets and lots of projects. I can do those easy and i always did great.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that they need to put those kind of elements into play and realize that not everybody, if anybody, enjoys listening to somebody ramble on about...nothing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been twitching a lot lately. Its actually starting to scare me. The worse part is when i can feel the twitch coming on. I forget about it for a minute then...BAM! leg spasm. Its very embarrasing. I think i need to find out more about that. Hrrmmm...=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still waiting on scotties response from disney. UGH! tell him already pleaseeeee.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gooda and cheese.</content>
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    <title>cheshirekitty6 @ 2007-05-01T16:07:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-01T23:13:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-01T23:13:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Nothing new has happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is very tempermental which can be very annoying at times. I would rather have it be very hot, or pretty cold. It's pretty humid outside, which is something that I should get used to seeing as I'm going to florida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just learned that when i arrive in florida i have to somehow get to the aparments for check in. Yikes! I'll have so many bags and it is going to be one interesting trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be getting my packet soon which will state what my job will be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished another book last night and started a new one today. The book last night was called The Incidient of the Dog in the Night-Time. It was okay, considering all of the reviews it got. It didn't really do much for me. The book I started today is called Odd Thomas. It seems like its going to be a fun read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 more days until Cancun! YEAHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm out.</content>
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    <title>PTL</title>
    <published>2007-04-26T18:13:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-26T18:13:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OMG. I GOT FREAKIN ACCEPTED INTO THE DISNEY PROGRAM!!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know my role yet, but i know ill be in Florida for around nine months working at Walt Disney World!!!</content>
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    <title>How Horrible</title>
    <published>2007-04-25T04:40:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-25T04:40:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Glenn Miller</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I was fired from LARPD today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no good on that!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm over it. I didnt like the hours and such. I will miss it though for being such a fun place to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP: LARPD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight i totally pwned scott in solitare with a score of 710. BEAT THAT!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can probably tell, I am rather tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My allergies are getting the best of me and its no fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is history and volleyball. I hope it will be fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh, the days are crawling by until i find out about disneyworld.</content>
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    <title>Hello</title>
    <published>2007-04-23T21:04:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-23T21:04:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Dryer making noise.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have decided to make a brand new livejournal. The other was full of horrible memories that i don't want associated with me anymore. So, here i am, with my new name!&amp;nbsp; Cheshirekitty6. I love the Cheshire Cat. So much in fact, that i have a tattoo of him on my back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My real name, however, is Jenella. I am 19 years old and i live in sunny california. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all about to change i hope. I recently put in for the disney college program. And yesterday i had my audition in the city to be a character and performer for WALT DISNEY WORLD in FLORIDA! I'd be living there for 9 months. My boyfriend, Scott, put in for another disney program so hopefully he gets that too. I am so ready for this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been watching the mail as well as checking my e-mail every hour. *sigh* its going to be tough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am coming down with something. or its really bad allergies. But, nonetheless, mother wants me to go shopping for her. YUCK. no fun there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, alas, i go.</content>
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    <title>cheshirekitty6 @ 2007-04-22T21:26:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-23T04:25:52Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Hellooo</content>
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