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  <title>that's what she said.</title>
  <subtitle>erica</subtitle>
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  <updated>2006-08-31T01:18:33Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ericamazing:4124</id>
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    <title>Oh seven, oh shit?</title>
    <published>2006-08-31T01:18:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-31T01:18:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">M1 - AC Precalc - Mackenzie.&lt;br /&gt;M2 - Dev. Psych - Grausam.&lt;br /&gt;M3 - Study Hall - Wright.&lt;br /&gt;M4 - AP Spanish - McHugh.&lt;br /&gt;M5 - Christian Life - IRMAAAA. &lt;br /&gt;M6 - AP English - Dellanno.&lt;br /&gt;T3 - Gym - Douglas. (also W6+TH5) &lt;br /&gt;T5 - AP Gov + Politics - James.&lt;br /&gt;F5&amp;6 - Study Hall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be the perfect year. I have gym last on Wednesdays and two study halls in a row on Friday to end my week. How lovely. So let me know how often I'll be seeing you.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ericamazing:3676</id>
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    <title>Dee de dee.</title>
    <published>2006-08-17T20:35:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-17T20:35:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hit the lights.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Last night was either one of the best or worst nights of my life. I can't decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day, more people will have hearts.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ericamazing:3383</id>
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    <title>Everything seems simple until you think about it.</title>
    <published>2006-08-15T16:59:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-15T16:59:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't care about much of anything anymore. I don't remember ever being this unhappy. And I can't shake it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ericamazing:3241</id>
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    <title>I want something that's better than this.</title>
    <published>2006-08-14T18:50:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-14T18:51:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm sick of everybody's bull shit including my own. I just want to get the fuck out of this place for awhile. I want to go somewhere to relax where I won't be bothered by anyone. As much as I know that I'd regret it, I want to be left alone with my thoughts. I want to finally figure things out for myself. I want to finally decide what I want my life to be like right now. I want to know what (or who) would make me the happiest. I feel like I'm just sitting here expecting things that will never come. If there's anything I should be learning from any of this, it's NOT to expect anything from anyone. There are very few people who have been coming through for me lately. However, the people that have stuck by me are more than amazing. I really have the best friends. I know I can always count on them to get my mind of things and to put a smile back on my face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that the worst thing I could do right now is sleep because when I sleep, I dream. I regret going to bed last night. Sometimes good dreams are the worst kind, you know? It's entirely too depressing to have an amazing dream that feels so real and then wake up to realize it was all in your mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care, it's whatever.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ericamazing:3017</id>
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    <title>My life just gets a big LOL.</title>
    <published>2006-08-11T00:16:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-11T00:16:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If there's one thing I absolutely hate, it's being lied to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sluts - I hate them too. Especially sluts that are supposedly my friends in some alternate universe. But as Laura said to me today, if my car can flip SUVs, it can definitely crush sluts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love, however, that I've turned into this maniacal human being that could, if provoked, kill someone or something. Okay, forget the provocation part; I could probably kill by my own will at this point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I just want to scream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, I'm getting better at this whole getting fucked over thing. I have had a lot of experience, so I'm basically a pro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even if it doesn't seem like it (I truly doubt that it does), I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; doing better than I was a couple days ago. :] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Cold Stone made me a shift leader. I WILL FINALLY BE MAKING MORE THAN $7. I don't care about the hours because I no longer have a life that isn't worth losing.</content>
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    <title>Woooooooooooo.</title>
    <published>2006-08-07T02:54:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-07T02:54:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">And the skies opened up and God said "I hate you, Erica."</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ericamazing:2399</id>
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    <title>I'm a smooth criminal.</title>
    <published>2006-07-27T14:51:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-27T15:25:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mmmmm sucks that I might lose my license for 180 days. That's a whole six months. Hopefully the lawyer can save me because losing my license for any amount of time would be pretty unfortunate. Be prepared to drive me everywhere if the prosecutor's a prick, which I hear he is.  We were going to plead guilty, but two lawyers that were in the court room advised us to plead not guilty to both counts and the first thing out of the judge's mouth was, "My advice to you is to plead not guilty for both of these." So we listened. August 24th is my next court date. Get soooooooouped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to wonder...why do these things happen to me? I'm a good kid. What have I ever done terribly wrong EXCEPT flip an SUV? I'm not a bad driver, I just have a horrible sense of direction and impeccable timing. Fuuuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I got to see them bring out a tough guy in cuffs. Sucks that he just wasn't paying for stuff for like...three years. I kind of hoped his story would have been a bit more exciting. Sucks.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ericamazing:2262</id>
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    <title>Fuck my life.</title>
    <published>2006-07-26T21:50:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-26T21:50:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have to go to court tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And Lance Bass admitted that he's gay.&lt;br /&gt;My life officially sucks.</content>
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    <title>Prrrrrr.</title>
    <published>2006-07-20T04:16:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-20T04:17:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Remember when you were little and someone gave you something but then took it back? You'd call him an Indian Giver. God is an Indian Giver. For example, he gave me some of the most amazing people and then took them away three weeks later. I had no idea that a group of people could become so close in such a short span of time. I miss them already. I even miss the ones I didn't like.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ericamazing:1599</id>
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    <title>Magooooooooooooo.</title>
    <published>2006-07-11T19:53:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-11T19:53:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Of course Iberian Airlines has to go on strike when I'm in Spain. Our flight was already changed to a later time (same day though). The strike should be over by Saturday, but our flight might get changed to a later time yet again or maybe even to a later date in order to compensate for the flights that were cancelled because of the strike. So who knows when you'll be seeing me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Dehydration is pretty freakin' fun. We went to an amusement park today and I went on this one crazy ride that spun you in ways you probably shouldn't be spun. I got off of it and felt sick to my stomach. I had to leave the next line I was in because I felt so sick. Rides never make me sick so I was a little confused. I needed to sit down, so I walked (falling over on the way) over to sit down. I started blacking out which was pretty cool in a bad way. I started sweating profusely, basically feeling like I was on fire. My body started shaking and I got over to the snack stand and ordered a soda while I was practically laying my entire upper body on the counter. The guy must've thought I was crazy. I couldn't see straight or verbalize a complete thought. The drink helped though. Unfortunately after that I still didn't feel up for rides, so I blew 25 euro, getting on only 3 terrible rides. But I'm fine now. I was just way too dehydrated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you all like crazy.</content>
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    <title>ericamazing @ 2006-07-10T13:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-10T11:58:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-10T11:58:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Your lack of maturity is truly beyond me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But bull fights are fun :]</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ericamazing:1143</id>
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    <title>Hola :)</title>
    <published>2006-07-03T12:39:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-14T19:00:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So here I am, in Spain. It's just how I imagined it would be. It looks like something out of a movie. We got to Madrid yesterday and started classes today. It's okay I guess, but the walking tours are excessive. Literally, they have us going from our wake up call at about 7:15 AM to curfew at 11:30. Tired has a new meaning now. But now that classes have staretd, things are different. We have two classes - one from 9:30 AM to 11:30 and then another from 11:50 to 1:30. They're okay, but the teachers are speaking nothing but Spanish which makes my life a little difficult on account of I don't speak the language. But anyways, free time usually holds the highlights of my vacation. Yesterday in some small town, we met a travelling soccer team and even the ugly boys were cute. Only one of them spoke English, but that didn't matter...we worked around that. The one that spoke English told another one to say to us, "Will you eat my deek?" I hadn't laughed that hard in a long time. I miss our bus driver, Paco, whom we will not see until the weekend when we go to El Prado and the bullfight. The food is very mediocre here at the residence, but that's okay. The rooms are pretty nice, but the air conditioner doesn't work. I guess that's just a taste of living away at college. The teachers and staff members are nice. And celebrate the 4th of July for me, I don't know that I'll be able to do it here in another country. Oh! And the other people on the trip! Wow. There are 17 people, 7 of them are from UC. Most of them are pretty cool, but some of them I just can't describe. Everything is going pretty well at this point. We'll see if I can make it till the 19th. Only 16 days to go! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought postcards in Salamanca but have yet to mail them. Here's the address: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Residencia Universitaria San Lorenzo&lt;br /&gt;Calle de San Lorenzo # 11&lt;br /&gt;28004, Madrid, Spain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here for about two weeks, so start writing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys!</content>
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    <title>so you had a bad day.</title>
    <published>2006-06-28T03:18:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-28T03:18:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't like wrong turns, one way streets, car accidents, tickets, or court dates. However, I love my family, friends, and boyfriend because they are the best at making me feel like less of an idiot. And I love nice cops. But I don't like mean sergeants that make the nice cops give me two tickets instead of one. Life's tough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am leaving for JFK airport in about 16 hours and I leave for Spain in approximately 20something hours. Just yesterday I was having second thoughts about going (not that I could back out or anything) but now, after today's events, I want nothing more than to go. However, I'd like to stuff a few people in a suitcase and take them with me because I'll miss them more than anything. Hopefully I'll have internet access somewhere. I guess that's it. I'll miss you guys. See you in three weeks!</content>
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    <title>crunk.</title>
    <published>2006-06-15T23:27:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-21T15:11:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"still fly" - big tymers.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">If not for Algebra, I'm pretty sure Junior year would've been the perfect year. I think that this year, I was the happiest I've ever been. And things are getting even better. So now I'm a senior? Weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today officially starts summer and I can assure you that this summer will be the best one yet. I'll make sure of that, but I can already tell it will be amazing. I want to hang out with everyone. I want to do everything. Let's get started tonight even though I have to clean. Just give me a call whenever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my mom thinks I stopped eating. Too bad I eat either Wendy's or Chili's every day of my life. And lest we forget, I still work at Cold Stone. Fat ass? I think so. But apparently she disagrees because it looks like I'm losing weight? Yeah, okay ma. I'm hungry right now so I plan on taking care of that immediately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of wish my mosquito bites didn't swell up to be the size of baseballs. They are not attractive when they do that. Sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WSAY party tomorrow. Spain in 13 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect life.</content>
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    <title>starting over.</title>
    <published>2006-06-12T23:47:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-24T06:00:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't really know why I felt a new livejournal was necessary, but here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided I've become much less tolerant of people and their bullshit. I can't decide if that's a good thing or not. I guess it's hurt me and helped me. I've found out a lot about people and how much they can change. It's unfortunate, but you learn to deal. I miss some people, but others I'm living without rather easily. Sad, but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one final left. It's on Thursday. I want it over with now. Of course I end the year with a final for my least favorite class...Algebra. I can't wait for school to be over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to Spain in 16 days. Weird? Weird. I wish I spoke Spanish well. I have no idea how I'm going to communicate with everyone back here. If you write to me, I'll write to you. Otherwise, you probably won't be hearing from me for three weeks. Mybe I'll bring a laptop and hope for good connection.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, everything is good. Friends are perfect. Boyfriend is perfect. Things are generally perfect. Except that Algebra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WSAY party Friday and I can't wait.</content>
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