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  <title>AnNe CeLiA'S jOuRnAL!</title>
  <subtitle>*Shhhhhhhhh*</subtitle>
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    <name>AnNe CeLiA</name>
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  <updated>2005-12-01T08:40:42Z</updated>
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    <title>yo yo</title>
    <published>2005-12-01T08:40:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-01T08:40:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">its my last year of being a teenager, and its depressing. it doesn't even feel like my birthday, i don't even know what to do tomorrowww but heyyyyyyy i wish i were 18 again! aww sooo sad..treasure ur youth children</content>
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    <title>shannon raped me</title>
    <published>2005-10-20T07:01:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-20T07:01:55Z</updated>
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    <title>friends</title>
    <published>2005-06-01T16:58:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-01T16:58:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so what is the definition of a real friend because i feel as if some people are unclear. In the dictionary it says "A person whom one knows, likes, and trusts". So if you backstab somebody, meaning you do something unloyal, then you arn't a real friend ,correct? i think so. Im sick of seeing people do things for their image, or doing things when they know that it is wrong, and you are hurting someone, who could be your friend, but you look beyond that and only think of yourself. If you want to be someones friend, then dont fuck up your friendship by doing something stupid that you know they wont like, or atleast accept that if you do this you are a bad friend and the person you backstabbed has a right to just drop your whole relationship right there. its all bullshit. people need to think through their actions before doing them and being drunk shouldnt EVER be an excuse. before people go making new friends they should repair their old friendships that they claim to care about. amen.</content>
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    <title>backofmymind @ 2005-05-01T18:39:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-02T01:54:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-02T02:03:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im so happy that im out of drew and don't have to deal with Mr. Chabon anymore.... im sick of his attempts to make this school "a better place" when instead he just treats us all like we're children and no one sees it. im sick of him not liking me for no reason, always thinking im out to start trouble, and accusing my friends of being high when they're arnt. He just gets these images of people in his head and never lets it down. People always saying, how could u hate mr. chabon, well if you're on his good side obviously you arn't going to hate him. And if you're on his bad side, for no apparent reason, then you're fucked. not only that, but im glad to leave on the note that i feel like i am one of the more down to earth people who attended drew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at my first years of drew, i too cared what i looked like, like every teenager did. But as i hit my junior year, i realized what the highschool stereotype really was, and i tried to part with it. I began to not care what i looked like, wearing the same jeans a few days in a row, sweatpants, nasty hair, no makeup, big shirts and sweatshirts, and just wearing whatever i was most comfortable in. I did not care if i was in on the party scene, or how people viewed me, but just got through the day being the most comfortable i could be. im proud to look back on the lower grades, and although i may used to be like one of them, i kn  ow that i have grown out of that horrible stage, and know that once they reach seniors they might realize this too, or a few will atleast. When you are a senior, all you think of is getting out, trying to some how complete all of your work, and could care less about all of the drama and fitting in crap. i have had a complete turn around from two years ago and am so proud to leave drew the way i am today. i have also witnessed people very opposite of me, whom im not so proud of, who used to not care about how people thought of them, etc., and now present themselves as if fitting in is really their goal and hitting their real sweet down to earth personality, and this may be the reason why we have parted. it disgusts me when i see people change for the worse, but i hope once these people reach college, they will all mature too and realize that what is important in life is being yourself and doing what you are most comfortable with. amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shannon, i love you, and im happy we will be together next year, without you at drew i do not think i would have survived. you were my reason for not transfering, to making it to school everyday, to see your lovely smile to get me through the day. You and Jenna are the only two friends which i have maintained to keep best friends since the very first year (and i wish that i could say this about more, but unfortunitly can't). I love you guys, and this high school process really shows you who your true friends are and whos here to stay (and so does the fact that were all going to college together!) im glad you guys have stayed the same fun, down to earth, sweet people that you are. i cant wait till next year bitches!!!!!</content>
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    <title>backofmymind @ 2005-03-08T20:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-09T04:26:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-09T04:26:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i havent been this sick in a long time. this morning i  woke up with a 100 degree fever, felt pretty shitty, but went to school neway cuz i felt like i couldnt miss two days in a row, plus i thought i had a presentation, that was the real reason. anywhoooo i came home, basically passed out in third period, and now i have 102 degree fever. it was so hard driving home. carlos came back from calistoga, and took care of me, making me tea and such, and i felt better. cant go to school tomorrow, im so sick, but i get so behind its horrible...i hope i get better, im so dizzy and so confused and i just cant even talk.... my head hurts, i cant walk, im so weak and i just wanna cry :(</content>
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    <title>backofmymind @ 2005-03-04T16:27:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-05T00:36:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-05T00:36:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i hate it when teachers choose favorites. do you not like me because of the people i hang out with? do you not like me because you have looked up my record or something? why is it that people ditch on the same day i do, but because this teacher really likes them h e doesn't say anything. but when im on the list, for the first time, he like gets pleasure out of hunting me down and talking to me about it. and why dont you believe me when i tell you? because you don't like me, and have never liked me. you dont even know me, and have only talked to me like 3 times, yet you seem to think im this horrible person. and why didnt my dad take the shuttle to the airport? because i am not rich, like you assume. why would we pay 50 bucks to get my dad a shuttle when he could get driven in his own car, and his daughter could just be late for school one day senior year, to a school that he is paying anyway. if it wernt for the thousands and thousands of dollars of financial aid the school gives me, i wouldnt go there, and infact, i wish that were the case, because i sware this school is going down hill. it doesn't make sense. i hate it when people judge me and don't even know me. and i hate it when teachers pick on you when they don't even know you or have a reason. i tell you the truth and you tell me how fishy i sound and how it doesnt make sense. just believe me, do you have any reason not to? i dont think so. god damnit. its annoying. i sware every word he says to me is in bad intentions, and i hate how he gossips about my friends openly. such a teenager. it bothers me, a lot. just grow up, act like a teacher, don't gossip openly about people and private stuff that goes on, and don't pick favorites. you arn't a highschool student, you only discipline us. thanks.</content>
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    <title>a total disrespect of privacy</title>
    <published>2005-03-04T01:11:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-04T01:32:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I keep hearing teachers over and over sayingn drew is a community, but what about us who hate the school, us who don't like the people, don't like the teachers. we dont need help, we are just different, and want nothing to do with the school, so just let go of our hands and let us free. its not even a problem.... are we forced to be in this "community" where we have to be loyal to the "community" too. there is no community, we are just forced to see each other everyday. Its just high school where we all have money to pay for a good education at a private school. i did not think that giving my money to an institution would mean that i would have to be loyal to them, and be good, because if i did anything outside of school and they found out, then they would come after me. its all bullshit. bullshitttt. we are highschoolers, and i am 18, i am my own guardian, i am an adult. so i dont need "authority", especially not the school tryin to tell me what to do. we are so sheltered where everyone is in everyone elses buisness, how does drew represent the real world at all? we are in highschool, old enough to make our own decisions, and i feel like everyone assumes that we are "dumb". no, we arn't dumb, and we arn't middle schoolers, and we dont need or want the teachers trying to hold our hands and make sure that we are okay. for example, last year, a teacher heard that i was pregnant and talked to me about it?? first of all, it was so fucked up to give me a note saying "meet with me after your final" in the begining of the final. what the hell do you think that is going to do to my performance????i dont know how that rumor got started, but if i was pregnant, do u think i would tell the school, no, the school is not my life, not my family not my friends no one should no or care! especially you, someone who i have never talked to before? no. shit is my own buisness and i dont need people trying to make sure im okay. i feel ya shannon. and teachers hearing shit that people are doing drugs, etc. and making up stuff. just back off. we, seniors, are all 18, we know about life, we don't need lectures etc. you teach us, we pay you, what more do you want.  you guys "Care" about us, thats what you'll say, but dont care about anything unless its us doing well in your classes. and if any "authority" does read this, don't ask me about it, because its none of your buisness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just like luda says "YOU DONT KNOW ME LIKE THAT"</content>
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    <title>backofmymind @ 2005-03-01T01:24:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-01T09:27:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-01T09:27:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">all i gotta say is that shannon and i are gonna go to college together and it feels wonderful.... may, marine bio reunion at sausalito....hell yeh bitchez!!!!</content>
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    <title>backofmymind @ 2005-02-04T12:00:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-04T20:22:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-04T20:22:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im soooo sick...jesus christ my throat hurts from coughin toooo muchhhho. ive been in this house in the same room for four days, i need to get out</content>
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    <title>don't you hate it when things come to an ending?</title>
    <published>2005-01-05T11:07:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-05T11:07:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Was watching sex and the city all night. Started at 10:30, ended at 3:00am, and i still got the special features disk. a lot of crying, such a good show, so much proPs to the writer of the show. its so sad that it ended, such great television coming to an end...no more sex and the city? what is this world coming too? great ending, miranda got really pretty this season (season six), i love charlotte and henry, and the puppies!! samantha and her cancer made me cry, and her a smith are sooooo amazing. i love smith!!! im glad she ended up with big, but aidan was always my favorite......GREAT ENDING...WOW!!!</content>
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    <title>ha i love these things</title>
    <published>2005-01-02T01:34:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-02T01:34:50Z</updated>
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    <title>backofmymind @ 2004-12-30T16:00:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-31T00:00:51Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-31T00:00:51Z</updated>
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    <title>To whoever wrote that annonymous comment in my journal the other day</title>
    <published>2004-12-13T17:24:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-13T17:24:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">fuckk  uuu dumbass...we just got 2 people into stanford, and one more is about to get into harvard....talking shit bout how we cant get into anywhere and davis would be stanford for us....BITCH STANFORD IS STANFORD FOR US.. stop hating, dumbass</content>
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    <title>backofmymind @ 2004-12-07T17:47:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-08T01:50:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-08T01:50:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A) I wish it were summer, because i wish that my hair would grow faster so i could get rid of my bangs!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) Happy CHANNUKAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! MMM IM HAVIN THE BEST JEWISH DINNER TONIGHT</content>
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    <title>backofmymind @ 2004-12-06T12:28:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-06T20:29:53Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-06T20:29:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">whew..so far have gotten into SF State and U oF O. even though they are both my safetys it feels good!! ay yi yi yi yi....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;please accept me berkeley! im applying to this school in it, called school or natural resources and a girl who had a 3.5 and a 1150, got in and i got a 3.7 and 1120, and shes asian, which is a disadvantage at berkeley cuz whites are considered minority..anywhooo pleassssseee, if not, davis here i come.</content>
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    <title>haha</title>
    <published>2004-11-29T06:26:40Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-01T00:20:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="50%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="16.67%" bgcolor="#bf6c59"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="16.67%" bgcolor="#fa8281"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="16.67%" bgcolor="#ff69b4"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="16.67%" bgcolor="#bf349a"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="16.67%" bgcolor="#9c5177"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="16.67%" bgcolor="#7f745a"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="6" align="center"&gt;jessica simpson is love&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="6" align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;brought to you by the &lt;a href="http://www.dutchfurs.com/~haze/islove/"&gt;isLove Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>backofmymind @ 2004-11-19T21:18:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-20T05:19:49Z</published>
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    <content type="html">ladidaaaaaaaaaaaaaa</content>
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    <title>backofmymind @ 2004-09-20T22:16:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-21T05:17:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-21T05:17:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"The grass needs both the sunshine and the rain to grow, right?" - Jisho</content>
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    <title>backofmymind @ 2004-08-20T17:36:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-21T00:37:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-21T00:37:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">SCHEDULE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st   Explorations of American Identity&lt;br /&gt;2ND   Humanitas&lt;br /&gt;3rd   Physics I&lt;br /&gt;4th   Statistics&lt;br /&gt;5th   Evolution&lt;br /&gt;6th   Free&lt;br /&gt;7th   Free</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:backofmymind:12835</id>
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    <title>Haruka</title>
    <published>2004-08-14T03:56:54Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Last night i was talking with people, and i was thinking about my good friends. I realized what  a good friend haruka is. she was done so much for me. First off, when i had food poisoning and was sick, she came over to see if i was okay and she took me out for dinner cuz we thought i was feeling better, but really i was feeling worse. She came with me to the bathroom to puke, and when we were driving home, i couldnt hold it in, and i puked all over her Acura RSX. that is her baby, but she didnt even care, she just cared that i felt okay. I told her that i wanted to clean it up and she kept telling me she didnt care about the car, she just wanted me to be better. If i puked on anyone else's acura RSX they would be pissed, but she was just tryin to cheer me up. i love her. Then, when AJ and i got into a fight over who would get the car, haruka cancelled or delayed her plans, to break up the fight, to drive me around for the night. She drove me to carlos's and drove me home. she said "just as long as you guys dont fight". i love her. She also lets me stop by and use her bathroom whenever i am in the neighborhood. When i dont have money she pays for me, and she does my hair for me, my makeup, takes care of me when i have bad hang overs, and buys me wendys. She gives me good left overs. she did henna for me, and she just does so much for me. She lends me clothes, and she is the bestest friend ever. she lets me borrow money, and omg, after i got arrested and still needed to do my homework to get credit for the class that i left, she did it for me!!! i dictated her what i wanted to say, adn she wrote it on papaer. She sat there with me, for 2 hours, and wrote a 7 page paper, to make me feel better.  So, anyway, i wanted to write this down, and hopefully she will read it, and realize how much i appreciate her friendship and everything she has done for me. I LOVE YOU HARUKA!!!</content>
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    <title>creepy ppl @ NaTiOnS</title>
    <published>2004-08-10T10:17:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-10T10:17:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Shannon and I are watching A Walk To Remember. We just went to Pt. Molate, and then to Nations. She got cheese fries and a large soda and hashbrowns. I got a BLT, cheese friends, and a coconut creme pie. it was goood. SHIT!! at nations, someone called the buisness's phone and ask to talk to the girl in the green sweater (shannon was wearing a green sweater!. Someone called the line that people call to take out food and asked to speak to the girl in the green and they would not say the name. A waitress came up and told us this. Shannon tried to go to the phone but it turns out another employee wouldnt let her, so someone th at moment was like stalking her!!! AHHH CREEPY. Then this drunk guy came in talking to us and he told us that he just got out of the hospital because he got stabbed. He showed us the stab mark and it was like bloody  with stitches and i wanted to puke....he was really grose and tried to get us to smoke with him but he was like 30 and had serious issues. man o man. We're going to bed now, or to finish watching the movie. goodnight to all.</content>
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    <title>backofmymind @ 2004-08-03T15:21:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-03T22:22:27Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i died my hair black. In the past week two or three people have told me that i look like Ashlee Simpson...yes....my idol's little sister!</content>
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    <title>backofmymind @ 2004-08-03T14:49:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-03T22:00:03Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-03T22:00:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Carlos is at school, and im all alone in his big beautiful house and don't know what to do with myself. Shannon was supost to get her car today so i invited her over, but she didnt, so instead shes getting 150 dollar pants. haha, buy me a pair!! actually, they probably don't make them in midget sizes. Anyway, i just had good pasta, and im trying to get a friend over to come hang out with me cuz im lonely. He wont come home till like 7. yikes. Last night i had a conversation wtih my good friend Lauren about traveling. Shes been to amsterdam, holland, africa!!, australia, the galapagos islands, all over the US, spain, israel and Costa Rica. Im so jealous! I've never left this country. I was watching a show the other night on the nature channel and it showed all of Africa's animals and the wildlife there and it was so cool to not see people for soo many miles and only animals. I feel inlove. I want to go so bad! Lauren went on a Safari!! She saw zebras, hippos, elephants, lions, tigers, hyennas, gazelle, like every type of animal. I would die to do that, thats my dream. I need to go on a Safari and its making me really sad that i can't. Man, i wish i were rich, i would totally travel the world starting with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Africa, go on a Safari&lt;br /&gt;2. Australia, visit the Great Barrier Reef!&lt;br /&gt;3. The Galapagos&lt;br /&gt;4.India, a really pretty part with nice animals&lt;br /&gt;5. South America/The Rainforest/A pretty part of China and see panda bears before they become extinct!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(as you can see, im all into natural life, animals, etc., so europe would be fun to go site seeing, but i wanna go to the unusual places.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, i love geography and nature.....I need to travel the world!! I need to!!</content>
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    <title>backofmymind @ 2004-07-28T02:20:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-28T09:20:48Z</published>
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    <content type="html">BEST CONCERT EVER...I LOVE JESSICA!!!!!! SHES MY IDOL EVEN MORE NOW....i got 2 shirts, a poster and a key chain and yayyy!!</content>
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    <title>JESSICA SIMPSON!!</title>
    <published>2004-07-27T22:22:33Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Im going to the Jessica Simpson concert tonight alone because my bitch friend flaked out on he..ahem ahem....you better pay me for that unused ticket when u get back from my home town you suckaaa. but hey i have friends who are going so im meeting them there and they have tickets near m ine cuz we got them together. sooo its time to meet my idol!! I LOVE JESSICAAAAAAAAA YAYYYY.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow im gettin blood work done. and im scared. man, i cant even get my blood drawn without freaking out and like fainting...wish me luck.</content>
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