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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>158.  You&#8217;re far too angry.</p>
<p>157.  At this moment, I don&#8217;t know what I want or what I&#8217;m doing.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[156. Conversations with you seem a little boring and forced (on your behalf) now. But I miss you. And I wish that you would be the first to talk. I have so much to tell you. Actually, I really don&#8217;t. But I miss talking about everything/nothing with you. 155. I can&#8217;t even see the floor [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ilostmyhead.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6593698&amp;post=4&amp;subd=ilostmyhead&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>156.  Conversations with you seem a little boring and forced (on your behalf) now.  But I miss you.  And I wish that you would be the first to talk.  I have so much to tell you.  Actually, I really don&#8217;t.  But I miss talking about everything/nothing with you.</p>
<p>155.  I can&#8217;t even see the floor in my room.  Time for Spring cleaning!</p>
<p>154.  I talk about you with my friends.</p>
<p>153.  It&#8217;s possible that I lied.</p>
<p>152.  I&#8217;m not missing you.</p>
<p>151.  Suck it the fuck up.</p>
<p>150.  You were the worst mistake of my life.</p>
<p>149.  I just want to make you love me.</p>
<p>148.  I pray that you find some inexcusable flaw in her.</p>
<p>147.  Eep!  I&#8217;m so excited!!!<br />
<a href="http://i44.tinypic.com/s27hwg.jpg">eep</a></p>
<p>146.  I will never replace you.</p>
<p>145.  Right face, wrong time.</p>
<p>144.  I love you the same.</p>
<p>143.  Just because I don&#8217;t want to talk to you doesn&#8217;t mean that I&#8217;m mad at you.  You never have anything to say.  And talking about nothing only works with one person, you are not that person.</p>
<p>142.  Learning to keep your mouth closed at the right time is a nice life skill to have. <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':D' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>141.  When summer comes, with you stay up with me like you did two years ago?</p>
<p>140.  Lately, all I&#8217;ve wanted to do is lay in bed and play video games or watch Harry Potter.</p>
<p>139.  Why don&#8217;t you ever want to talk about it with me?</p>
<p>138.  I think I&#8217;m addicted&#8230;  to Mario Kart!</p>
<p>137.  It&#8217;s nice having a friend to talk with.</p>
<p>136.  I lied, you are the best part of my day.</p>
<p>135.  What the fuck was I thinking?  You&#8217;re a fucking DOUCHE BAG!</p>
<p>134.  I have decided that you are not worth my time or effort.  You are far too wrapped up in someone you won&#8217;t ever see again in a few months.  And she doesn&#8217;t even like you.  She likes your friend.</p>
<p>133.  It wasn&#8217;t photoshop.  It was real.</p>
<p>132.  I hate you.  Please, go fall in a hole.</p>
<p>131.  What&#8217;s it like to stand in your shoes?</p>
<p>130.  It&#8217;s quite possible that I&#8217;m developing feelings for you.  :] :/ :[  ?</p>
<p>129.  I almost feel like I&#8217;m talking to myself when I have an online conversation with you.  Put forth some effort, ok kiddo?</p>
<p>128.  You&#8217;re probably the most boring person I have ever met when you are online.</p>
<p>127.  Everything I say is NOT funny.  If you can&#8217;t say something other than &#8220;haha&#8221; or &#8220;lol&#8221;, then don&#8217;t say anything!</p>
<p>126.  Had someone pretty than me asked you, would you have said yes?</p>
<p>125.  Don&#8217;t worry, I&#8217;m over it, too.</p>
<p>124.  I truly believe that cheating is the worst thing you can EVER do to another human being.</p>
<p>123.  HA HA HA!  I&#8217;m so over-emotional and I need to stop feeling sorry for myself.</p>
<p>122.  I&#8217;m aware that almost all of my bulletins are about/directed towards you.  It seems to be the only way you&#8217;ll hear me out.</p>
<p>121.  Hello, Pocahontas County!  I do have facial piercings.  You are rednecks.  I think I win.  Stop staring and teach your kids some manners.</p>
<p>120.  Well, yeah.  What was I to do?</p>
<p>119.  I can&#8217;t wait forever.  Why am I still waiting?</p>
<p>118.  I&#8217;ve never felt this emotional or worthless.</p>
<p>117.  I hate that you can make an effort to talk to her and comment her fucking pictures.  I&#8217;m not good enough.</p>
<p>116.  I&#8217;m replacing him with you.  Quite frankly, you&#8217;re becoming an asshole like him.</p>
<p>115.  I am attaching myself to you, you are turning into a closer version of him.  I&#8217;m sorry.  I&#8217;m annoying.  I really get it.</p>
<p>114.  I need to get away from MySpace.</p>
<p>113.  I don&#8217;t think I&#8217;ve ever seen you so emotional.</p>
<p>112.  I get so impatient.  Sorry, it&#8217;s just sometimes you are the only person I want to talk to.</p>
<p>111.  It pisses me off to no end when you can make an effort to talk to her.  Why can&#8217;t you do the same for me!?<br />
March 8, &#8217;09 7:54 pm</p>
<p>110.  I&#8217;m absolutely excited that you are at least replying to my messages!  It&#8217;s another step forward. Also, I hope to eat hot dogs at the WSS Elementary School with you three again.<br />
March 3, 9:17</p>
<p>109.  Pizza bread is the greatest.<br />
March 2, 2009 12:02</p>
<p>108.  I don&#8217;t know is better than no.  So, I guess that this is a start.  <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':D' class='wp-smiley' /><br />
March 1, 2009 8:05 pm</p>
<p>107.  Weird dreams are the best.<br />
11:47am March 1st.</p>
<p>106.  I hate getting more than 4 hours of sleep because it makes me even more tired.</p>
<p>105.  Why do you feel the need to constantly pick fights?  It&#8217;s annoying and it rarely makes sense.</p>
<p>104.  Don&#8217;t be such a condescending bitch.</p>
<p>103.  You&#8217;re impossible!</p>
<p>102.  Thank you, thank you, thank you for listening to my childish rants and putting up with me.</p>
<p>101.  &#8220;if she doesnt act like a true friend to you, and is only friends with you when its convenient for her, dont waste your time on her&#8230;&#8221;   &lt;&#8211; some of the greatest advice.</p>
<p>100.  Childbirth, to me, is not a miracle.  It&#8217;s repulsive and disgusting.</p>
<p>99.  Thank you for getting me into that!</p>
<p>98.  I like taking Harry Potter quizzes.</p>
<p>97.  My parents kind of hate you.</p>
<p>96.  I&#8217;m sorry I&#8217;m not my sister.  I&#8217;m sorry you aren&#8217;t her.</p>
<p>95.  I think I liked the idea of being friends with you and doing fun stuff more than actually being friends with you and dealing with the shit you do.</p>
<p>94.  You gave me the greatest advice, why am I not following it?</p>
<p>93.  I haven&#8217;t showered since Thursday, it&#8217;s Monday.</p>
<p>92.  I like hazelnut candles.</p>
<p>91.  I&#8217;m sorry I constantly take you for granted.  You never seem to notice when I do.  Thank you for being here for me, although I don&#8217;t deserve you.</p>
<p>90.  I&#8217;m aware that I&#8217;ll never be important enough to you.  I&#8217;m sorry that I try to make an effort, but you don&#8217;t at all.  I knew you were lying.  I&#8217;m sure I wasn&#8217;t mean to be on there.  Hopefully, you&#8217;ll know that this is about you.  Maybe you&#8217;ll realize how bad you make me feel.  And that I was completely willing to pick you over her.  But I&#8217;m not so sure anymore.</p>
<p>89.  When you lay your head down at night, I hope you realize you brought this upon yourself.  You made your bed, now you have to sleep in it.</p>
<p>88.  It&#8217;s an opinion question!  How do you NOT know?</p>
<p>87.  To be quite frank, I&#8217;m sure you&#8217;re jealous.  Cool your attitude with me.</p>
<p>86.  It&#8217;s fucking pathetic that it&#8217;s been snowing really hard all day and that we only have maybe an inch of snow.</p>
<p>85.  I won&#8217;t make an effort anymore.</p>
<p>84.  If alcohol makes you a slut, you should probably AVOID it.</p>
<p>82.  I don&#8217;t understand how love works these days.  It seems everyone loves someone but the person they love, they cheat on, multiple times.</p>
<p>81.  I guess I will always resent you.</p>
<p>80.  Why does it seem like you get everything I want?  You&#8217;re just so fucking cute and everybody just loves you.</p>
<p>79.  I want one of two things</p>
<p>78.  Now might just be the perfect time to tell you &#8216;I love you&#8217; again.  But I might wait, forever.  It&#8217;s not worth going down that path again.  So I guess I&#8217;ll hold my tongue.</p>
<p>77.  I understand that admitting you were wrong was probably really hard for you.  And no, I&#8217;m not going to be rude or anything.  I&#8217; forgive you. And I always will forgive you, no matter what you do to me.</p>
<p>76.  Why do I have to be so impatient!?</p>
<p>75.  How can you say that?!  You don&#8217;t even know him!</p>
<p>74.  I&#8217;m really nervous.</p>
<p>73.  I&#8217;m starting to not even give a fuck, it&#8217;s all bullshit.</p>
<p>72.  I don&#8217;t even know why I bother.</p>
<p>71.  I think now would be a good time to tell you &#8216;I told you so!&#8217;.</p>
<p>70.  It&#8217;s called &#8216;volume control&#8217;.</p>
<p>69.  I still want to be your friend although most people I know hate you and you hate me.  I kind of hate you, too, but only because you hate me.</p>
<p>68.  You&#8217;re so adorable!</p>
<p>67.  I hope you are starting to realize that I knew this was inevitable.</p>
<p>66.  I&#8217;m glad that you and her aren&#8217;t getting along as well as you used to.  I&#8217;m also glad that you and I are becoming better friends.  But at the same time, I&#8217;m afraid that you will become better friends with your number 2.  Don&#8217;t forget me.</p>
<p>65.  I think one of the main reasons I stopped going to church was because my old lady best friend, Rita, died.  I still wonder how everyone else is doing.</p>
<p>64.  Will you stop kicking you legs?  It&#8217;s freaking me out!</p>
<p>63.  I&#8217;m sorry you feel like your mom doesn&#8217;t listen to you.  I&#8217;m here for you!</p>
<p>62.  Also, I don&#8217;t hate you!  So stop thinking I do!</p>
<p>61.  I&#8217;m sorry I stole your trademark phrase. Fuck my life.</p>
<p>60.  &#8216;Your mom&#8217; jokes are old.</p>
<p>59.  I&#8217;m addicted to mints.</p>
<p>58.  I miss all the music I used to listen to.</p>
<p>56.  Maybe we could spend another day on your porch.</p>
<p>55.  A wise woman once told me &#8216;you make things impossible to have.  You can&#8217;t want something but hate it at the same time.&#8217;</p>
<p>54.  I hate how you two talk about how you hate each other, but in person you seem friendly towards each other.</p>
<p>53.  I hate showering.</p>
<p>52.  I love &#8216;I Love Lucy&#8217;.</p>
<p>51.  I hate when my parents&#8217; friends come over.</p>
<p>50.  I get so pissed when my cat clock&#8217;s tail stops moving.</p>
<p>49.  Play me Coheed and Cambria and I&#8217;m yours!</p>
<p>48.  You telling me when you have to poop kind of grosses me out.</p>
<p>47.  I thought it was really nice when you offered to get my bag for me.  Thank you, kind person!</p>
<p>46.  I think my goldfish is depressed.</p>
<p>45.  I still miss you and even though you say it&#8217;s cliche, I really miss you.  But I&#8217;m glad you and I are getting better.</p>
<p>44.  I check your page in hopes that the reason why you didn&#8217;t comment me was because you weren&#8217;t online.</p>
<p>43.  When I listen to &#8220;A Lack of Color&#8221;, I think of you.</p>
<p>42.  I compulsively reread this blog entry.</p>
<p>41.  I really hope you are reading this right now.</p>
<p>40.  I absolutely cannot stand my iTunes to have any genres, comments, or album artists.</p>
<p>39.  I love cats and eggs.  But not together.</p>
<p>38.  I&#8217;m so excited about owning a house.</p>
<p>37.  I want to get to know you.  and I&#8217;m making an effort, but I feel that it&#8217;s too late.</p>
<p>36.  I don&#8217;t understand you at all!</p>
<p>35.  Not all girls are the same!</p>
<p>34.  I hate when I’m talking to someone online and they have nothing to say so they type random letters like “sdkjBflJKDf”.  It pisses me off.</p>
<p>33.  I honestly hate people that claim to hate grammatical errors, but fuck up on the easiest words like “a lot”.  It’s two fucking words, not one!  Do you say “alittle”  or “awholelot”?  No</p>
<p>32.  I wish I could make a profession out of ventriloquism.</p>
<p>31.  I wish I could teach my gerbils tricks and to not run away, if I did, I would let them sleep in my bed.</p>
<p>30.  Sometimes, I want to let my gerbils run freely in my house.</p>
<p>29.  My white gerbil, Pete, can almost jump to the top of the cage.</p>
<p>28.  I feel like most of the time, no one gets my weird little obsessions.  And honestly, it doesn’t really bother me any more.</p>
<p>27.  I used to pretend I was Harry Potter or one of his friends when I was in 4th grade.</p>
<p>26.  I’m not good at anything.</p>
<p>25.  I know my art teacher hates me.</p>
<p>24.  Sometimes when I hold small animals, I want to squeeze them tightly, to see if they would pop.</p>
<p>23.  I wish my gerbils would stop trying to jump out of their cage.  Don’t they get that there is a screen lid thing that they cannot get under or bite through?</p>
<p>22.  I can’t sleep most nights.</p>
<p>21.  I compulsively refresh my MySpace page, although I know NO ONE talks to me.</p>
<p>20.  I regret getting my nose pierced because it lead to the other 6 piercings I had/have, which I also regret.</p>
<p>19.  I want nothing more than to quit school right now.  But I have two classes and 7 people that make school worth it.</p>
<p>18.  I hate you with everything I have and honestly, if you were to die right now I’d probably go to your wake and spit on you.</p>
<p>17.  I think you two are so adorable.</p>
<p>16.  I don’t like you, but I don’t hate you.</p>
<p>15.   I don’t like you anymore.  I think it’s because I know you too well.  And you get on my nerves a little sometimes.</p>
<p>14.  I used to think you were cute.  And that day you came in my E Block, I was acting weird because the guy who sat beside me threatened to tell you.  But he told me he wouldn’t unless I let him borrow my iPod.</p>
<p>13.  I’m sorry I fucked you over and I still feel bad about that.</p>
<p>12.  I should have asked you to dance, but I was too scared.</p>
<p>11.  I’m still jealous of her.</p>
<p>10.  I still remember how I met you.</p>
<p>9.  In 9th grade, I had a very small crush on you.  I only told one person.</p>
<p>8.  I used to like you.</p>
<p>7.  <s>I’m glad he cheated on you.</s></p>
<p>6.  I still think you are an easy slut.</p>
<p>5.  I lied about those bulletins not being about you.  They were.</p>
<p>4.  I was the one who put the water in your hairspray.</p>
<p>3.  You are still my best friend.</p>
<p>2.  I hate people that think that certain animals were only here for us to eat.</p>
<p>1.  I think my stepmom is lonely, that’s why she talks to the dogs a lot.<br />
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