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  <title>I don't love you</title>
  <subtitle>I just love myself</subtitle>
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    <name>Jessica</name>
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  <updated>2006-01-13T15:17:11Z</updated>
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    <title>joliejess @ 2006-01-13T10:13:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-13T15:17:11Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Do you ever notice that the only people who wear American apparel are immigrants? Americans will wear it around the Fourth of July or when they feel patriotic because of special circumstances such as 9-11, but patriotism is not often a characteristic of a typical American's everyday attire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an observation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&amp;gt;&amp;gt; Don't ever use the library's printers.</content>
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    <title>Since everyone else is sharing...</title>
    <published>2005-12-19T21:42:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-19T21:42:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got a &lt;b&gt;4.0&lt;/b&gt;. 16 hours worth of classes, a job, 4 upper level major classes, 3 papers due the week before finals, 5 finals and 2 papers due the week of finals later, I get a 4.0. I don't care if I'm bragging; right now I am so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess good news comes in pairs, because I was also selected to be on an awards ceremony. It's actually the 2005-2006 UGA Outstanding Undergraduate Academic Advisor Selection Committee. I hadn't heard of it before I was nominated, but I guess that's because you had to be nominated by your school AND THEN you had to apply. So damn. I go to a school of over 30,000 people and I happen to take part in the right things to get noticed by my schools. We select one tenured or tenure-track faculty member who serves as an advisor and one to a professional staff member in the entire University to give the award to, which they are then recognized as recipients at the Honors banquet and the year-end faculty recognition banquet, presided over by President Adams and the Provost Arnett Mace. I'm one of like 15 students in the entire University on this committee. I'm pretty stoked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to feel like I'm doing well, all the while taking comfort in knowing what I want to do with my life after graduation. I'm so relieved because I can now enjoy college without clinging onto it because I'm afraid of it ending. 'Tis a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what classes I want to take next semester yet. Right now I'm signed up for 16 hours again, but I was looking at my schedule and I don't think I need to take 4 major classes again. I think I might take one class over Maymester, and if that's going to happen then I definitely don't need to take four major classes in the Spring. Either way, it's looking like I'll have to take 12 hours both semesters of my senior year. 'Tis a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all I really have to write right now.</content>
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    <title>joliejess @ 2005-12-09T16:01:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-09T21:04:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-09T21:04:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just saw a squirrel with a tumor on the side of its head. The squirrel was eating nuts as if nothing was wrong with him, as if there wasn't a large growth attached to his face. Is ignorance bliss?</content>
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    <title>joliejess @ 2005-12-05T10:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-05T15:26:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-05T15:26:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't think it's really hit me that the end of this semester is next week. I'm not all that stressed. I still have plenty to do, but I don't really see the point in complaining about it; I'm managing. I don't like it when people complain about finals as if they're the only ones with them, or when they complain about stuff that have to do and worrying about having to do it, but they don't actually do it! I mean, I realize right now that I could and should be doing something else more productive, but I'm making a conscious decision to write this instead of studying and am fully aware that by writing this instead of studying I may be setting myself up for not doing well on something or multiple things. So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semiformal was Friday. I have to say that I felt giddy afterwards whenever I thought about Leigh and Nikki. Things have been really strained lately, and it was just really nice to dance and hang out together without worrying about other circumstances. They made my night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky came on Saturday with the intentions of studying, but that just didn't happen. Instead we talked about grad schools, IQ tests, Mensa babies, fake pubic hair, Office Space, Pride and Prejudice, boys, teacher hair cuts, and everything else. I'm really glad I got to see her. I also loved the parade we had along with Melissa around the dorm. It was what I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this weekend was really nice because I got to see four out of my six favorites. Amanda and Jhoni, I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something I need to do.</content>
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    <title>Can't you hear, can't you hear that thunder?</title>
    <published>2005-11-27T10:12:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-27T10:12:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>David Gray</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I kind of wish it was storming, now that I think about it. I wrote the title because I'm listening to "Land Down Under", but a thunderstorm would be really nice right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at work. I've been here since 2AM and I'll be here until 8AM. I've worked a total of 16 hours within a 29 hour span; I could be retarded. At least it pays well considering the amount of work I don't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break went really well compared to years past. I didn't do much of anything or see many people. I didn't eat turkey, my family went to T.G.I Fridays for Thanksgiving dinner. Usually I get really upset about my family not being traditional, but this year I just sort of let things take their own course. I found I was much happier and a lot less stressed. Who wants to be conventional anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe my sister went to the Cheetah (yes, the infamous strip club) on Wednesday night and then spent Thanksgiving Day hungover. Seriously, who does that? You know it's a good day when someone can't insult you at all because all you have to say is "Well at least I don't have puke in my hair." Hahaha. I love Amanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can believe that my mom would cancel plans with me though. I'm not looking forward to going to Mississippi over break. I wish I didn't feel like seeing her was an obligation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I saw Harry Potter and it was wonderful. Yes, they did leave some parts out and the maze was really weak compared to the book, but the movie can only be so long. Much better than the last one, I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;I also saw Me without You, Mean Creek, and Mysterious Skin. They were all pretty good, Me without You being the one I liked the most. I'd recommend all of them though if you have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. I still have about 3 hours left of my shift. I don't know how I'm going to survive. I still have a lot of work to do that I could be doing, but I think I'm going to watch a DVD instead. I'm an unbelievable procrastinator; if only that was a good quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm distracted right now so I can't write anymore.</content>
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    <title>joliejess @ 2005-11-18T12:02:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-18T17:28:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-18T22:11:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Beck - Where it's at.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've been so unproductive lately. I don't do homework anymore and my room is messy. This needs to change because it makes me feel anxious and uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Wednesday was beyond strange. Seriously, a blast from the past sort of day. First, I knew Jhoni was coming to see Bright Eyes. That in itself was a big deal because I haven't actually seen her in Athens since I've been a student here. Then, Shazia calls me because she was coming to Athens on the same night! If only I hadn't had other plans, I would have loved to see her! A couple of minutes later, Sergey calls me to ask me for Jhoni's number. Strange and rude, but what else would you expect from Sergey?&lt;br /&gt;It would have been a bizarre enough night with just those two calls, but to add on to it I saw the most random person in the world. My friends wanted to play basketball, so they end up playing basketball with these other guys, one of which was BEN HALL. Holy crap. Of all the people at UGA to start a basketball game with, my friends unknowingly pick my middle school crush. We didn't talk much because we were playing basketball, but I was still really happy to see him. How random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday in acting class we did improv. We were teamed up in pairs and given an object to form a plot around. One of the props was an ET finger that lights up when you touch the end. WELL, I was saying that if I had that toy I would be really hyper, but I decided that moment would be the perfect time to make a camp reference so I said "If I had that finger I would be overstimulated." Of course that didn't come out the way I meant it to and now my class thinks I'm a pervert. I tried to explain it but it didn't work. It was really embarrassing, but at least I know how to laugh at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday I fell in front of the main library busstop crowd. I was walking from downtown to Reed and I fell on my knees and hands in front of everyone waiting for a bus. I didn't try to play it off; I think that would have made me look worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toyota.com/prius/"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; is the new love of my life. I have the black one and I'm sooo happy with it! I don't know how I'm going to pay for it after I graduate, but I think it's worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's make it out, baby.</content>
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    <title>joliejess @ 2005-10-28T17:29:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-28T21:48:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-28T21:51:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I know I'm weird, but whenever I stay at UGA while everyone else has gone home, I think of the movie 28 Days Later. Seriously, this place is deserted. Luckily I know a few people that have stayed around, but I've been by myself for most of the time. I go through these phases where, at first I'm really antsy and anxious because I'm all by myself, but then I actually start to like it. I like not being social all of the time. I like being by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I cleaned my room. I did all of my laundry yesterday, and today I organized my notebooks, my desk, and my closet. I also swept. I love having my room completely organized; organization just makes my life seem a lot simpler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday Chris and I decided that we were "going to Florida", which meant we were going to get drunk Wednesday and Thursday, and pretend we were in Florida. Well, we ended up getting really sad so it wasn't much like Florida, and then we both realized we couldn't drink on Thursday so Operation Florida was a bust. Next year though, Chris and I are DEFINITELY going to Florida, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I've also been downloading a lot of random songs that I like but I don't want to buy. A lot of oldies. There is never a time where I wouldn't want to listen to oldies. By oldies I do not and will not ever mean classic rock. Go about 2 decades back from that stuff to find the stuff I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I just thought of this but here were two funny moments from the backpacking trip that probably only Leigh will understand. They make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(On the way there, passing a fruit/condiment stand on the side of a road)&lt;br /&gt;Leigh: Oh wow! Boiled Peanuts, honey, canned fruit. I love Boiled Peanuts.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (mocking Leigh) &lt;i&gt;I love boiled peanuts.&lt;/i&gt; Wait, did you say honey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Driving and a truck with an animal trailer passed by us)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hi Pony, Hi!&lt;br /&gt;Leigh: That's a cow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and this one is for Nikki:&lt;br /&gt;(Watching my Super Sweet Sixteen)&lt;br /&gt;Me: They didn't show the cake! I always like to see the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Awkward Pause &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Maybe I shouldn't have said that out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to see Jhoni tonight and I can't wait! And then my sister some time this weekend too!</content>
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    <title>joliejess @ 2005-10-19T12:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-19T16:36:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-19T16:36:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So yay for me knowing the academic advisor of SPIA personally. I don't sign up for classes until the 1st, but I already know what Political Science and Sociology classes I'm taking. Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POLS4790: Introduction to Political Psychology 9:05-9:55 MWF&lt;br /&gt;Soci3810: Criminology - 11:15-12:05 MWF&lt;br /&gt;Soci3150: Criminal Punishment and Society - 1:25-2:15 MWF&lt;br /&gt;POLS4190: Theories of Social Capital - 3:30-4:45 TR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so not the best schedule as far as times are concerned, but I have really cool classes! Yay for no 8AMs! Boo for that TR class though. Who in their right mind would want to teach that late. (Wow, really dorky epiphany alert: most likely my teacher is right handed, and therefore wouldn't be thinking with their "right mind"! Get it?) From what I've gathered from past syllabi they sound awesome. I'm excited. Now, I just need to figure out an elective, soo does anyone know of any really cool, really easy electives? I'm sick of intro courses, I think I might take a Set Design class for the hell of it. Human Sexuality sounded cool but I think it's during the same time as one of my other classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough procrastinating for me. I have an intro to a paper to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" width="350" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;
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    <title>Goodbye Baby</title>
    <published>2005-10-19T03:08:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-19T03:08:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was not a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my car. My Toyota Echo, Baby, was totalled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The accident wasn't my fault, but no witnesses were there to say what happened, so no one was declared at fault for the wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never drive my echo again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep playing what happened over and over again in my mind. My perception of what happened has already been altered by the way I think of things. I know that she was driving, but for some reason I see her car completely stopped and then I see my car jet towards hers and then the crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever have the choice of buying a car with or without anti-lock brakes, get a car with them. My brakes locked and I can't help but think that if they hadn't, I wouldn't have had such a bad collision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone that has shown concern in some way or another. I'm glad I have friends to rely on in situations like these.</content>
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    <title>Always the Bridesmaid</title>
    <published>2005-10-09T18:22:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-09T18:22:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm at work. I've been here since 9 and I won't be leaving until 3. It's not too bad, just ridiculously boring. At least my dad gave me money to get a pita. It was a good investment, I just wish I could brush my teeth now so I wouldn't have bad breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought my backpack yesterday. It was originally 180 and I got it for 100. I'm proud. Buying the bag makes going to Ghana even more real. I just got chills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe my breath isn't what I'm smelling. Maybe it's actually the part of the pita I spilled on my hoodie. Why can't I eat like a normal 20 year old should eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my age, I think that everyone else should wait to be 21 until I am. I love it that I have friends that want to hang out with me, but I'm getting frustrated with having to answer to "Want to hang out tonight?" with "I'm not old enough to hang out with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hate it how when I'm working I smile at people walking by and they look right at me and don't smile back. That's so rude! The automatic response is smiling back; it requires thought to decide not to smile back. Seriously, smiling is a reflex and these people are intentionally mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to do homework and I've actually gotten a lot done, but I like to take breaks to lurk on facebook. I think that people that know exactly what to write in the "about me" section probably don't have anyone to listen to them. I know that's a weird thought, but when a person is able to comfortably spit out exactly who she is in a paragraph or two, doesn't that sound like she's been rehearsing what she believes about herself, waiting for someone or something to share who she is with? I know I think too much for my own good, but reading "I like sushi but only on Mondays and I hate it when people misquote Jane Austin", or other really random, really specific opinions screams "Somebody talk to me and find out these things about me!" Like I said, I know I think too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was fun.</content>
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    <title>Can't expect the world to be a raggedy andy.</title>
    <published>2005-10-02T17:25:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-02T17:25:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sigur Ros - Njosnavelin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I got back from camp a couple of hours ago, and I feel so much better. I can't explain what made me feel better, I just know I needed to get away. I feel like I've had too much going on for a couple of weeks and I needed to slow down. If you were a third party and you asked me what's happened in my life, I don't think I could tell you too much that's upsetting. I've let others' lives influence my life too much lately, and that's increased my stress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, camp was such a confidence booster. It's amazing what going back to the basics will do for you. I taught kids about pocket knife and handsaw safety. We then had a cookout because that is the signature of campfire, afterall. I don't know why or how, but I always smell like ham after cookouts. It's pretty gross. We then went up to Quarry and looked at the stars. Other then the kids who kept making farting noises, it was really nice. Maybe I'm a hippie but I don't ever feel as spiritual as I do when I'm outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to talk about myself and I felt people were listening. I'm not saying people don't usually listen to me, but I've noticed things you have to say mean more to people that you don't see all of the time. It works that way for me too. I guess since you know you won't see that person every day, the time you do spend with them means more. I might be bothered by this at some other time, but I haven't really let myself to think that much on this subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just talked to Nikki and we discussed our self goals for the week. I've decided that it's not normal for me to get mad when my friends don't share with me. I do it with everyone and I know why I do it, but it's not normal. I get upset because I feel like I'm not doing enough, but I think back on it and realize that it's just not all about me. This is something I have to work on convincing myself of all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was driving today I put my iPod on shuffle and I realized I have a lot of good, random music. Stuff came on that I had forgotten about. I suggest shuffle for any long drives. I also like that for some reason I'm able to listen to other people's iPod lists while I'm online. I don't know how it works, I just know that's how it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I don't like simple sentences.&lt;br /&gt;And when did I become a bad writer? This entry is awful. Oh well.</content>
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    <title>joliejess @ 2005-09-22T18:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-22T22:40:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-22T22:40:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today is the second time I have spilt gasoline on myself. Chances are this has never happened to you, if that is the case then GOOD. It makes you feel like you have to throw up, even if you like the smell of it, it's not fun to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone else noticed that weird random dumbass things like that only seem to happen to me? I mean, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has just been so hectic and I don't feel like I've had any free time. I don't really even have time to write this since I need to take a shower before rush at 7 but I am being selfish and irresponsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good note, I am doing well in my major classes so that means maybe I picked the correct majors.&lt;br /&gt;On a bad note, the school thinks I'm graduating in Fall '06, which is not possible even if I do have the hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that I'm poor. I'm poor! I've been working a lot and I'm poor. I know I'm a brat but it is so nice to be able to rely on your parents. As it is now I have to borrow money from my dad to pay for Cristina's birthday festivities until I get paid on Monday so I can pay him back. I HATE owing people, I really do. Especially because I know my Dad wants to just give me the money and me not pay him back. That really frustrates me. I need to be a grown up, I need to pay for stuff myself. To make things worse, I wasn't even reimbursed for the gas that overflowed. The total amount of gallons came to 10.119. I have a 10 gallon tank and obviously I didn't go to the gas station with no gas. And I need to get my oil changed. Fuck. I don't like cursing, but fuck. Jhoni, I have so much respect for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My backpacking trip is going to be so expensive too! We have to rent all of this crap, or buy it, and that's soo expensive. I'm thinking about buying the backpack though because that's probably what I'll need to pack my stuff in this summer. Somehow, I don't think a suitcase is appropriate for Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be so cheap for a while. At least until 3 weeks from Monday. Then I'll have a decent amount of money to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;Money is so wonderful and I appreciate it so much more now that I have to earn it myself, and since I don't have any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just really stressed right now so try best to not get on my bad side. Just don't be stupid. I'm always vocal about what I do and don't like, so don't do what I don't like. Or you can and I might talk to you again when I'm not stressed out or I have no one to hang out with and you're convenient. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.</content>
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    <title>Yeah survey.</title>
    <published>2005-09-15T15:27:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-15T15:27:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Trunk of my car - Volcano, I'm still excited</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It's Deirdre's fault. And my procrastination too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 YEARS AGO I…&lt;br /&gt;1. was 10&lt;br /&gt;2. had a PERM&lt;br /&gt;3. "loved" Will Ford&lt;br /&gt;4. pretended to like Garfield because Will Ford liked Garfield&lt;br /&gt;5. ate french fries for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO YEARS AGO I…&lt;br /&gt;1. started going to UGA&lt;br /&gt;2. lived with Michelle&lt;br /&gt;3. was the campus rep for Spectre Entertainment&lt;br /&gt;4. really didn't like college, or myself much&lt;br /&gt;5. went skydiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE YEAR AGO I…&lt;br /&gt;1. joined Phi Sig and other activities&lt;br /&gt;2. made lasting friendships with new people while continuing to build friendships with my old friends&lt;br /&gt;3. added a second major&lt;br /&gt;4. went to Europe for five weeks&lt;br /&gt;5. i became a happier/better person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY I…&lt;br /&gt;1. didn't do enough reading&lt;br /&gt;2. played volleyball&lt;br /&gt;3. popped my collar&lt;br /&gt;4. sang frank sinatra for Melizzard&lt;br /&gt;5. skipped my first class of the year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY I…&lt;br /&gt;1. watched others do their scenes for acting class&lt;br /&gt;2. will write my paper for Sociology of sport&lt;br /&gt;3. saw Alex, Caroline, Missy, and Andrea randomly all at once &amp;lt; that was cool&lt;br /&gt;4. will spend a lot of time with Leigh leigh&lt;br /&gt;5. go to our second info night for phi sig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW I WILL…&lt;br /&gt;1. turn in my wonderfully insightful paper&lt;br /&gt;2. actually go to all of my classes&lt;br /&gt;3. work either 3 or 8 hours at the desk&lt;br /&gt;4. study like a motha&lt;br /&gt;5. actually see cristina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE ITEMS I HAVE BRAND LOYALTY TO&lt;br /&gt;1. urban outfitters&lt;br /&gt;2. Gap&lt;br /&gt;3. anthropology&lt;br /&gt;4. pretty loyal to adidas&lt;br /&gt;5. and nike... i'm perpetratin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 SNACKS I ENJOY&lt;br /&gt;1. pretzels&lt;br /&gt;2. bananas&lt;br /&gt;3. cheese and crackers&lt;br /&gt;4. chips and salsa&lt;br /&gt;5. oranges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE THINGS I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT&lt;br /&gt;1. Friends&lt;br /&gt;2. Family, especially my Dad and panda&lt;br /&gt;3. Music&lt;br /&gt;4. goals&lt;br /&gt;5. encouragement/recognition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WOULD BUY WITH $1,000&lt;br /&gt;1. CDs&lt;br /&gt;2. new shoes&lt;br /&gt;3. jeans that fit&lt;br /&gt;4. new headphones for my iPod because i stepped on mine&lt;br /&gt;5. save the rest until i have something to spend it on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE BAD HABITS I HAVE&lt;br /&gt;1. procrastinating&lt;br /&gt;2. eating when i don't need to&lt;br /&gt;3. overanalysing&lt;br /&gt;4. being nosy&lt;br /&gt;5. i can be rude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE THINGS I WOULD NEVER WEAR&lt;br /&gt;1. a jockstrap... no i probably would as a joke&lt;br /&gt;2. ugg boots, except as a joke&lt;br /&gt;3. lavander, same&lt;br /&gt;4. used underwear, never&lt;br /&gt;5. one of those panama city shirts with the naky girl on it, never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE SHOWS I LIKE &lt;br /&gt;1. Real World&lt;br /&gt;2. Laguna Beach&lt;br /&gt;3. My Super Sweet 16&lt;br /&gt;4. The OC&lt;br /&gt;5. Monk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE PLACES I'VE LIVED&lt;br /&gt;1. Birmingham, Alabama&lt;br /&gt;2. Lawrenceville, Georgia&lt;br /&gt;3. Lilburn, Georgia&lt;br /&gt;4. Athens, Georgia&lt;br /&gt;5. Weisbaden, Germany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;br /&gt;1. JVance&lt;br /&gt;2. JV&lt;br /&gt;3. Vance. Thank goodness this list stops at 3, because I could go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. my eyes (they change colors!)&amp;lt;mine too deirdre!
2. my sense of humor
3. i think i&amp;#39;m observant

THREE THINGS YOU DISLIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. my weight
2. i doubt myself sometimes
3. my forgetfulness/ tendency to be flaky

THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:
1. Almost all English
2. A little bit Scottish
3. even less Irish

THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
1. failure
2. inactivity
3. clowns

THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
1. some sort of face to face interaction
2. something to do, even if it is just sleep or studying
3. usually my phone

THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:
1. my Owlabama blast shirt
2. jeans... that don&amp;#39;t fit
3. flip flops

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS/MUSICAL ARTISTS:
1. the faint
2. blink 182, yes still
3. rilo kiley

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS AT PRESENT:
1. Four Piece Jigsaw Puzzle - Action Action
2. Two of those two - Maria Taylor
3. Belief - Gavin Degraw

THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS
1. try to get back to running
2. continue to keep up with reading
3. travel somewhere out of the country, i&amp;#39;m thinking, i don&amp;#39;t know, Africa?

THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:
1. communication
2. affection/attention (not too much, but definitely not too little)
3. understanding 
All three that Deirdre said. How can you argue with those?</content>
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    <title>joliejess @ 2005-09-11T08:39:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-11T12:53:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-11T12:53:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This weekend I didn't go out once, and I remembered that I really don't like going out all the time. I had a lot of fun, especially last night, just hanging out and watching a movie. Downtown and drinking have their moments, but as for right now I like not going out a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting annoyed. I think that my good friends should talk to me when important things arise in their lives. I don't like feeling as if I've forced people to share with me. My reasoning before has been that I might as well ask what I want to know, but I don't think that's very polite so I'm going to try hard to restrict that habit. I also would like to be asked more. No, noone is expected to know what's going on in my life, but if I bring up something, the least a person could do would be to ask a few follow up questions. "What's up" does not count as acting interested. Asking me how I am followed by a conversation only about you, does not count as you being interested. If that's all you ask me, don't question yourself as to why the conversation lasts no longer than five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also weighing some friendships out. I haven't really had a problem with sketchy friends until this year, but now I have more than I'd like to. If you treat me differently when we're alone versus when we're around people, you're sketchy. If you act differently depending on the situation, you're sketchy. If you only call me because you want something, you're sketchy. And if you're too insecure to wonder if we are or are not friends every other day, you're probably sketchy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I would like to go white water rafting. Please let me know if you would like to, can go on the 18th of September. Danke.</content>
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    <title>joliejess @ 2005-09-05T20:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-06T01:12:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-06T01:12:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really can't stand the use of unnecessary expletives. What's the difference between great and fucking great? Fucking beautiful? Fucking awesome? Something shouldn't be bitchin', and saying someone is goddamn wonderful isn't much of a compliment either. Cursing excessively is just tacky and in the context I explained above, it's really inappropriate. When reading this, keep in mind I will still say ass more than I should. But ass is funny, so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got bored yesterday because no one was around to eat with/ hang out with and I didn't want to do my homework so I went to Bama to visit my sister. Seriously, I was on the phone with her while I was bored and she asked me when I was going to visit and I said "Now" and left. I like that I can be impulsive sometimes. It was nice to meet Amanda's friends and see the campus as her school now instead of my parents'. The eternity spent driving was worth the trip. Next time though, someone come with me so I have someone to share my random pitstop adventures with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to start studying more. I've stayed on top of the readings for all of my classes, but I feel like I should be doing more. I have three tests next next week and two papers to do before then, so this is my week to really be productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will somebody spend time with me outdoors this week? I don't like being indoors all that much. Let's play catch, or even volleyball or frisbee. I'm that desperate.</content>
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    <title>joliejess @ 2005-08-31T11:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-31T16:51:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-31T16:51:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A couple of days ago, I told Phil that I only missed bits and pieces of camp. I stick to that, because I don't think I got as much out of it as others that have been there forever, but today's definitely one of those days I miss being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my own version of Remember when...&lt;br /&gt;Our fireworks extravaganza, when Phil kept shooting fireworks at my car and I almost caught a tree on fire&lt;br /&gt;Going to Ashley's mountain house so I could pretend I was rich for a day&lt;br /&gt;Jinae and I wore our red longjohns and our "red, white and boys" shirts&lt;br /&gt;I tried to dress up as a monkey for the safari hunt but I looked more like a mouse.&lt;br /&gt;David's strange infatuation with red heads. I was #3! The goal of my life has always been to be hit on by a 13 year old.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought the wee bridge was very "weeful"&lt;br /&gt;Doing the Beyonce dance&lt;br /&gt;Krizten requesting "Sweet Home Alabama" for me&lt;br /&gt;Finding the "dildo" in Talahi with Katie. Turned out to be a farting pen?&lt;br /&gt;making myself a birthday cake by lighting matches in between nathan's toes and blowing them out&lt;br /&gt;i got birthday eggs&lt;br /&gt;going to helenback&lt;br /&gt;playing paperscissorsrock with kat while driving. subsequently finding the ghetto in toccoa.&lt;br /&gt;the best talk ever with jess that night at the a-frame&lt;br /&gt;going with laurie and stacie to the cleaners. Getting to hold the period panties.&lt;br /&gt;crazy girl who gave massages&lt;br /&gt;Krizten: "I gave her a happygram and she threw it away!"&lt;br /&gt;jenn saying i looked like i was going to kill someone while i was doing the ropes course.&lt;br /&gt;rafael and i always staying in the office to play on the internet, myspace, etc.&lt;br /&gt;i love the bugzapper&lt;br /&gt;we didn't steal santa&lt;br /&gt;beaver girl at the pool&lt;br /&gt;george washington's hair salon&lt;br /&gt;LELA - i mean dang.&lt;br /&gt;pushing phil in the pool! pushing katie in the pool! pushing austin in the pool! finding out i could be fired for pushing people in the pool...&lt;br /&gt;During 2 truths and a lie, a 7 year old saying "I like to drink wine"&lt;br /&gt;Kahdeem's crap pants that stayed in the office for over a week&lt;br /&gt;The broken thing at the scary place&lt;br /&gt;The thing that never happened&lt;br /&gt;Celine Dion Karaoke&lt;br /&gt;I'm a magician, not a mathematician&lt;br /&gt;Me arguing with a camper over a crappy necklace she bought. &lt;b&gt;Camper:&lt;/b&gt; "I'm pretty sure I heard someone else got a refund" &lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt;"Well, I'm pretty sure you're wrong."&lt;br /&gt;Making the macarena work with every song imaginable.&lt;br /&gt;Yelling at kids because they read HP before me.&lt;br /&gt;Dylan ruined the end of Harry Potter for me. I'm still mad about it!&lt;br /&gt;Valerie...yup.&lt;br /&gt;Max singing "All you need is lunch" and Katie and I arguing over who would adopt him.&lt;br /&gt;Walking with ricky on my first day to the dining hall only to fall down the stairs so hard that i couldn't sit on half of my ass for a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;beef sticks/beef nuggets&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting to dress up for the haunted trail, so I rolled around in leaves for a costume.&lt;br /&gt;Scott strangling me because I offered him a mint meltaway.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to throw away the decomposing fox.&lt;br /&gt;picking on ricky as much as possible&lt;br /&gt;riding in a convertible&lt;br /&gt;rappelling down a cliff&lt;br /&gt;taking the best picture ever only to be hit by a soccer ball right after&lt;br /&gt;winning assassins&lt;br /&gt;laugh. stare. laugh.&lt;br /&gt;strawberry banana smoothies&lt;br /&gt;phil being my first camp friend/best camp friend&lt;br /&gt;jen wiping my air freshener on herself because she smelled so bad&lt;br /&gt;picking on the CITs&lt;br /&gt;Getting the noisemaker for Christmas in July and using it to make kids be quiet&lt;br /&gt;None of the Toccoa kids can swim&lt;br /&gt;"He asked me how many pictures I usually take. That means we're practically married."&lt;br /&gt;Man boobs boy, get off the diving board!&lt;br /&gt;the mullet brothers&lt;br /&gt;Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody ending every dance&lt;br /&gt;My James Brown boom-chik-a-boom&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know half the songs&lt;br /&gt;Me dreading singing the cookie song because the cooks were scary to look at&lt;br /&gt;Nathan being my partner for the Camp Toccoa song "Will you complete me?"&lt;br /&gt;my dad and sister coming to visit&lt;br /&gt;my dad refusing to run around the dining hall&lt;br /&gt;the pen 15 club. it taking forever for me to understand the pen 15 club.&lt;br /&gt;getting stuck in between three groups of tubers&lt;br /&gt;jinae and i pretending to be in a parade. i tried to throw candy but that was a bad idea&lt;br /&gt;"T M I! No man, not here"&lt;br /&gt;thinking that toccoa was civilization compared to camp by the end of the summer&lt;br /&gt;Feeling for 8 weeks that there was nothing else in the world that mattered besides Camp Toccoa and everyone there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I miss Camp Toccoa more than I thought.</content>
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    <title>joliejess @ 2005-08-28T18:34:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-28T23:00:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-28T23:01:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You know those crazy people that refer everything to something really random? Like with good luck socks that have to be worn at every game or if you don't wear them they are the reason you lose? Well, I think I'm kind of one of those people when it comes to the weather. I blame any extreme act of weather on pollution. Granted, I have facts to back up some of my beliefs on this, but I've gotten really bad. Everything is due to pollution. I guess it's good that I realize that I'm strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I played the most intense game of Uno ever. It seriously took almost two hours for someone to win. I had Uno three times and I still lost. I guess I got served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really bad day yesterday. I was in a really horrible mood and I didn't get in a good mood until I played uno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl yelled at me at the front desk today because her toilet flooded. Nikki if you're reading this it was the girl you said was rascist. All I could do was call the RA on duty because I can't leave the desk. While we were waiting she kept explaining about the toilet and how this has happened three times before and blah blah blah that lasted for half an hour. When she left with the RA I heard her say to the RA "Ok, I'm just going to tell you this right now, I was trying to go number 2 when it wouldn't flush." That was a good moment not to be an RA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think when I have a house I'm going to make sure that there isnt a single wall that is white. White is so horrible; I'm going to have to buy more posters to cover my ugly white walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are journal entries supposed to be about one thing? If so, I need to work on that.</content>
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    <title>joliejess @ 2005-08-22T18:40:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-22T22:48:21Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Ok so I am having camp withdrawal. Here are some examples:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; The first day I was here, I almost told a woman that she wasn't allowed to smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; I almost told a girl today that she wasn't allowed to fill her nalgene with powerade; that you can only fill your nalgene with water.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; I've been picking up trash around campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, this is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classes seem like they'll be good. My schedule sucks ass. I'm a junior, I should have the best schedule in the world now. I have never had a schedule this bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think sketchy people need to stop being sketchy. Quit being lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do think honesty is the best policy, but when you are honest and it doesn't solve anything, what do you do next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading a play about a sort of love triangle about a married couple and their dog for acting class. I like it a lot. Of course the love the husband has for his wife and dog are different kinds, so don't be gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm optimistic about this semester.</content>
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    <title>joliejess @ 2005-08-16T08:38:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-16T12:48:23Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I woke up at 7:15 this morning. I wanted to sleep in, but I don't think I'm capable of that anymore. Maybe this means I can handle having 8AM classes every day? Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just looked at where my classes are, and four out of six are in Baldwin and on the same floor. I guess that's what I get for picking majors that are taught in the same building, but still, that's going to get boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved into my dorm room yesterday and I love it. The room is way bigger than I expected and I have a circular window. Yes, I'm excited about the window. I was outside yesterday and I looked around Reed and realized that I am the only one with it. Seriously, I'd say that my dorm room could compete with fake TV dorm rooms that are always ridiculously big. I'm done now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm anxious for school to start. I like to be busy and to feel like I have a purpose, or a goal to accomplish. Hanging out with friends is cool but I'm over it being all I have to do.</content>
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    <title>joliejess @ 2005-08-08T09:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-08T14:17:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-08T14:17:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Don't use awesome as a verb. I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinosaurs and airports: who knew they had so much in common?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure Pittsburgh is a nice city. Too bad my experience with the city was driving through it on my way to and from Monroeville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NY NY should be fun if Amanda lets me be a tourist. If not I will take myself to the museums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblahblahblahwe'renotfriendsblahblah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to do before school starts. So little time. Olsen twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back later. My sister beats me. The words hurt too. She says we have a song. I don't know the name of it but she quoted it for me, it's lovely. I'll share it with you because you're special. Like me. "I can't fucking stand it, when you're around." Beautiful. It really is.</content>
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    <title>joliejess @ 2005-08-01T11:42:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-01T15:56:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-01T15:56:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really want to write a good entry, but I'm so overwhelmed with everything right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer is almost over, and I have to say that it's been one of the best I've ever had. I can't really put to words what it meant to me right now, but I'm sure in a couple of months you'll see a sappy entry about my experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I say that thefacebook.com makes your birthday a lot more awesome? I don't care if 80% of people only knew it was my birthday because of facebook, I felt special!&lt;br /&gt;I got a lot of nice stuff for my birthday and nice phone calls as well. Nothing crazy or unique happened on my birthday, but I really enjoyed it.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>joliejess @ 2005-07-11T11:15:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-11T15:15:30Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Here's my address!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica Vance&lt;br /&gt;Camp Toccoa&lt;br /&gt;Route 3 Box 3026&lt;br /&gt;Toccoa, GA 30577&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write me, send me CDs, send me anything! I miss you all!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>joliejess @ 2005-07-05T07:00:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-05T11:03:22Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Oh man, I had such a blast on my break.&lt;br /&gt;I love camp, but I needed to come home and see my buds.&lt;br /&gt;I needed to see my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know it, but I'm sure that setting off those fireworks last night was a part of what I needed too.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is about fireworks, but every time I see them I wish that I were becoming a pyrotechnician so I could coordinate the shows. I would love that job!&lt;br /&gt;I had a great break, but I must say that I missed two very special ladies: Charity Nicole Kay and Leigh Marie St. John, I miss you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm off to Toccoa. Keep an eye out for my address there; I would love to get some mail.</content>
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    <title>joliejess @ 2005-06-26T19:58:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-27T00:08:52Z</published>
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    <content type="html">We have rabbits here; their names are Bunny and Clyde. We discovered today that Bunny has cancer, so tommorrow morning we're going to take Bunny to the vet to be put to sleep and then we are replacing Bunny with a different rabbit that looks similar so that the kids won't know we got rid of the old one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I learned how to dive!&lt;/b&gt; Seriously, I am still so excited that I now know how to dive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also climbed on a ropes course yesterday and now I have bruises on my arm from holding on to my crab legs too hard and I have a hicky-like bruise on my neck as well as a scratch on my cheek from the rope swing that hit me. I cried halfway through the course because I'm scared of heights, but I made it through and it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to a mortuary because they had rocking chairs and we rocked in them and then we found a dead bird and I figured he must be a smart bird because he died at a mortuary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home next week, the 3rd through the 5th so woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Alex asked me to list 5 songs I'm listening to write now, so here it goes. Keep in mind I'm at camp and don't have that much to listen to:&lt;br /&gt;1. Friday I'm in love - The Cure&lt;br /&gt;2. I believe in a thing called love - The Darkness&lt;br /&gt;3. Rock Show - Blink 182&lt;br /&gt;4. For Nancy - Pete Yorn&lt;br /&gt;5. Everybody (Backstreet's back) - Backstreet Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I'm sorry but that last song is good. Yes.</content>
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    <title>joliejess @ 2005-06-21T20:44:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-22T01:09:39Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Wow. Camp has made me busier than I have even been before. It is a lot of fun though, so I can't really complain. At my camp, some of the cabins don't even have electricity, so you bet I'm uber spoiled for having internet access in my own office. Saweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being that I actually work here and am not really supposed to be doing this, this will most likely be the longest entry I write here. I will, however, be posting memories from camp that I want to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week's highlight was when this boy asked if he could show the camp his talent after dinner. The assistant directors said sure and he said "Ok, give me 10 minutes to warm up." Ten minutes later, he kicks himself in the face. Oh yes. In the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, one of the campers at my table put butter in his water. He drinks butter in his water. Don't ever drink butter in your water. Disgusting, but humorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before writing this I was beaten up by campers because I was a bandit and we were supposed to steal "gold" from them. We did steal the gold, and then they beat me up. Overstimulation to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I also saw a kid pee in the pool. We all know it happens, but I actually SAW it. I was watching the pool and as the kid is in the pool right below where I'm watching, I see a yellow ring form around him. Lovely, it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I had to dress up as a monkey and no one knew I was a monkey. Advice for those trying to be a monkey: don't paint your nose pink; no one will know you're a monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't go without also mentioning the numerous amount of bugs including scorpions, spiders, horseflies, and mosquitoes, which are responsible for my bug bite covered body. Those and all of the bruises and scratches I have obtained while working here have resulted in Amanda saying I look like a twelve year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, I have been working on average 14-16 hour days, I have taken over a thousand pictures, amongst other things. I've been uber busy, but it's great so far! Seriously, after going through some of the stuff I've done at camp, I feel like I could do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write more when I have time and I don't think I'll get caught.</content>
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