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  <title>Matt &quot;not if he was the last guy on earth&quot; Diaz</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Feb 2005 01:15:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Would you stand up and walk out on me?</title>
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  <description>I dont exist .... not to the people who used to know me ... thats why its safe to post in this high tech diary thingie, without fear of persecution. ive decided to open my life to the world ... what else is gonna put em to sleep? so .... me ... these days im bombarded by random ex-girlfriend types that never got the hint, and girlfriend types that i love very much =) girlfriend types-sisters who yell at me for tainting their open heart diary majiggy, and army broohaahaa ... ahhhh life is sweet ... i dont know exactly where my life is headed, and i like it, keeps me on my toes, all i know is things look bright ...... what would you think if i sang out of tune? you wouldnt think anything is up at all, cause thats how i sing all the time, do ya ever wonder why one thought seems to flow into the next? i dont ... i already know why, i call it chain thinking and its the best way to think ... keeps the stupid people confused and confused stupid people are afraid to ask questions, thus tightening my grip on the worlds ignorance. hows that for a comeback post?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Oct 2002 04:36:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ahhh, my life</title>
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  <description>she&lt;br /&gt;called me&lt;br /&gt;late last&lt;br /&gt;night, to say she loved me so&lt;br /&gt;it didn&apos;t matter anymore, but&lt;br /&gt;i say she never cared&lt;br /&gt;and that she never will, i&apos;d&lt;br /&gt;do it all again&lt;br /&gt;i guess i&apos;ll have to wait until then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i get drunk well, i&apos;ll pass out&lt;br /&gt;on the floor now baby&lt;br /&gt;you won&apos;t bother me no more&lt;br /&gt;if you&apos;re drinkin&apos; well, you know&lt;br /&gt;that you&apos;re my friend and i say&lt;br /&gt;i think i&apos;ll have myself a beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she called me late last night, to say&lt;br /&gt;she loved me,&lt;br /&gt;so..? but i guess he changed her mind&lt;br /&gt;well i should have known it wouldn&apos;t be&lt;br /&gt;all right, but i can&apos;t live without her&lt;br /&gt;so i won&apos;t even try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe some day, i&apos;ll think of what to say.&lt;br /&gt;maybe next time i&apos;ll remember what to do,&lt;br /&gt;she looks like heaven, maybe this is hell,&lt;br /&gt;said she&apos;d do it all again, she&apos;d&lt;br /&gt;promise not to tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i get drunk well,&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ll pass out&lt;br /&gt;on the floor now baby&lt;br /&gt;you won&apos;t bother me no&lt;br /&gt;more&lt;br /&gt;(and she said)&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s ok boy cause&lt;br /&gt;you know&lt;br /&gt;we&apos;ll be good&lt;br /&gt;friends and i say, i think&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ll have myself a beer.</description>
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  <lj:music>reel big fish - beer</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Oct 2002 01:06:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ITS CONTEST TIME!</title>
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  <description>OKAY CHITLINS IT TIME FOR A GAME! Whoever can come up with the best and most original pick up line .... WINS! .. the prize you ask? well on a friday chosen by the winner and oked by me we will go to the bell tower and I will use the pick up line on the girl of your choice! so start thinkin up those lines .. thisll be fun =)</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Oct 2002 00:44:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>somtimes i wish i was british</title>
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  <description>have ya ever been tired of being the rednecks of the world? i am .. i wanna be sophisticated and sexy like damon alburn .. not sure if the spellings correct but i wanna be british .. oh yeah and FUCK NEW JERSEY! i had to call that god forsaken area for 4 straight hours .. theyre a fucked up kinda people ... well im off to get a make matt britidh operation .. cheerio &amp;lt;~~~ brithish term for later days</description>
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  <lj:music>just the two of us .. i made that up .. i did</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">just the two of us .. i made that up .. i did</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Oct 2002 02:54:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>WHY DO WOMEN SUCK!?!?!?!?!?!?!</title>
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  <description>GOD I HATE THIS WHOLE RAGING HORMONE THING!! the days suck .. im tormented by Fems that flirt and then &quot;just wanna be friends&quot; do they get some kinda sick pleasure out of it? tell me please! if theres a girl out that isnt the root of all evil (with the exception of most boca chiks cuz they rock) PLEASE contact me .. id like to see whats its like to talk to a local that isnt satan. i dunno maybe im goin after the wrong sex or sumthin ... g&apos;bye</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Sep 2002 22:02:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The weekend that went down in history</title>
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  <description>&quot;Whats up man?&quot; remember those words ... theyre infamous and they completely sum up the weekend. okay .. its friday night at the movies .. me and Donnie decide to go to boca with Christian (i think his names Joseppe but its yet to be decided) .. then pony boy jumps in .. and were off the next day ... we arrive at alexes house at around 4 p.m. noones there .. we go to Laurens house and proceed to get shit faced .. WERE TRASHED BY 6 P.M.! me and pony decide to go shot for shot and somewhere around whiskey shot 11 .. the real fun begins ... i dont know how long i was sitting in the shower vom****g &amp;lt;~~~ censored for whits sake .. but before i know it i come to and lor lors in there with me (were both fully clothed) and pony&apos;s makin out with the toilet .. THEN .. AL .. the mothers boyfriend gets there and we all gotta sober up quick and get out to the parking lot .. once ut there i proceed to vom** more and i pass out in a dark section of the lot .. about a half hour later Lauren shows up and takes us to a hotel (HELP ME! HELP ME!) and i hop in an icy shower there .. vom** a little more and freeze to death cause of the room temp .. i was brought back to life and here i am .. now thats just my side .. there are many other parts of this story .. BUT IM NOT TELLIN! bye bye</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Aug 2002 23:07:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>GUESS WHOS BACK.... BACK AGAIN!!</title>
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  <description>HEY EVERYBODY!!!!!!! I JUST GOT DUMPED!! so i figure now is the perfect time to use the live journal thats been sittin here :P .... i dunn really know what to write about sooo, any girls wanna hang out ... fill out blakes application... he can be my secretary of sorts... humm dee dee dum dummmm... welll,, here comes the end of my rant ~~~~~~&amp;gt; THE END &amp;lt;~~~~~~~~~~~ LOOK THERE IT IS!!! you missed it ... bye bye</description>
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  <lj:music>that catchy eminem song ... fitting idnt it</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">that catchy eminem song ... fitting idnt it</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2002 23:03:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>BLAH BLAH BLOOBEY BLAH</title>
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  <description>Yeah soooo, havent been here in a while. Lets see, whats new with me? Well the impossible happened and i got a girlfriend and I have to admit i understand why Blake ditched his friends for Anaily now.... He likes the sex, can ya blame him. Oh yeah my stepdad thought hed be an upity smartass and fuck with the parental controlls so i cant do anything fun like go to mutalation sites and look at porn just because i figured out his aol password and screwed around on it ... oh well, The guys not too bright i guessed his password once (in only 3 tries i might add) i can do it again. Well thats all the news from the front kids, ill talk later</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 11 Apr 2002 00:11:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>IM GETTIN A NEW GUITAR!!!!!! YA HAHAHAHA HOOOOO</title>
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  <description>WOWIE WO WO WOWIE&amp;gt; I cut a deal with my madre today and i believe its a good one. All i hafta do is .. well nothing, if i dont give her any trouble and all dat shiznit then i get a brand new gibson or epiphone SG and itll kick somuch ass itll be like all .. ass kickin.&lt;br /&gt;yeah so thats about it. talk to everyone later</description>
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  <lj:music>Lynyrd Skynrd - that smell</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 07 Apr 2002 05:21:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The day i bent over and took it up the tail pipe</title>
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  <description>Allrightlisten up and pay attention cause this only happens every so often.This is a public apology.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say the &quot;S&quot; word now because my actions with the battery thing were uncalled for. That is all i believe i am guilty of. Now if the other party would like to be mature and end this, than i think we can just avoid each other and get on with our lives.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SORRY    thank you for your time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i would like to know who sent the email to me)</description>
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  <lj:music>so this is growing up - artist unkown</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 06 Apr 2002 09:23:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I LIKE FAT PEOPLE</title>
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  <description>fat fucks are lots of fun specially the ones that get drunk off one beer and act like a fucking retard so people will laugh &quot;with&quot; them but they dont know everyones really laughing AT them, then they go and invite themselves places noone wants them to go to &lt;br /&gt;because there lonely and they like to pretend they actually have friends, they should get a clue and realize noone wants them to fucking be around, thats when theyre the most fun</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 05 Apr 2002 03:56:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oh yeah</title>
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  <description>I forgot to tell you. on the way to ruths house Lucas humped everything in sight. A good time for all&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be great</description>
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  <lj:music>Led zepplin - livin lovin maid</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 05 Apr 2002 03:34:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the span of my day , fun stuff</title>
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  <description>so the day started and continued to be compreativley normal, lets see i woke up scrambled to get ready made it to the bus ok went to first period watched a movie about &apos;nam and the gooks, third period typing bullshit some gay crap ill never use, fifth period I watched the teacher make corn bread mm mm good, lunch... the usual, had gladiator games on the wall then wandered around cause im uncool, seventh period got in a little trouble, i guess the movie from first period stuck with me cause i made a comment about &quot;charlie&quot; (zipperhead/gook) and the teach didnt like it, went outside rode the bus to blakes with blake anaily and lucas hung there for a while, me and luke played nintendo, blake and anaily were off doing &quot;what they do&quot;&lt;br /&gt;then we all went to ruths/rooth im not really sure how ya spell her name but its currently not of importance, lucas threw a roach on me and anaily, after that me blake and luke split and here i am with my very own live journal thanks anonomous person who gave me the code.Thats a day in the life of .. well... me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          BUH BYE</description>
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  <lj:music>Ac/Dc Highway to hell</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 04 Apr 2002 22:44:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>WHOOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOOO</title>
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  <description>Gues what kidssssssssssss i got a live journal code. ya know what that means?? well ill tell ya. it means i can say shit about anyone i want and feel no moral remorse. pretty nifty huh? well i dont care, theres not a damn thing you can do about it so i suggest you just beand over and take it in a &quot;very uncomftable position&quot;,(like the back of a volkswagon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                      Lovingly forever, Matt</description>
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