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  <pubDate>Sat, 08 Oct 2005 04:07:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>WE&apos;RE KEEPING THE KITTEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Oct 2005 00:53:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>MY SISTER BROUGHT HOME A STRAY KITTEN TODAY!!!! IT IS SO DARN CUTE I WANT TO HUG HER EXCEPT SHE&apos;S TOO DIRTY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a not-so-happy note, Erin started cutting herself today. I know its because of stuff I&apos;m doing, and stuff Geoffrey and I are doing together without her, but she doesn&apos;t realise how much it hurts me that she&apos;s doing this. Erin, if you&apos;re reading this, pleaaaaase stop, please please please, you have no idea how awful this is for me but you just can&apos;t do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Oct 2005 07:01:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>SO who&apos;s up at 2 AM? INSOMNIACS UNITE!!! I&apos;m going to be so freaking tired tomorrow...and an hour and a half of singing. yay. w00t. now i&apos;m happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Oct 2005 23:25:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>One word: grrr. Thank you. *bows*</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Oct 2005 03:27:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m randomly sad. Like, really sad. I don&apos;t even know why. It&apos;s so stupid. Gr. Yeah. I&apos;m gonna stop now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Oct 2005 03:01:11 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Wow, back from sophomore retreat. MY GRADE IS IDIOTIC TO THE UMPTEENTH DEGREE!!!!! about 20 peple are about to get suspended for getting caught drinking our first night of retreat. That&apos;s. Stupid. Grrrr. And now they&apos;re talking about not letting us go on junior or senior retreats....*kills grade*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Sep 2005 16:34:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Mooooo. I&apos;m sick. Again. May I pleeeeeease kill Geoffrey?????????? I&apos;m also being informed that a friend has like 1199191919 mental illnesses I&apos;ve never heard of. What fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I feel sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2005 22:01:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I WON I SO TOTALLY WON I ROCK ROCK ROCKY ROCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;direct quote from Erin: &quot;You win&quot; MWAHAHAH *cough**cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn this cold has GOT TO GO! I can&apos;t do my evil laugh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyy...I am not sane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOFIEEEEEEEEE MWAHAHA *cough* GRRRR Wow I&apos;m hyper. But sick. But hyper. WAHH! Okay. *sits quietly* I am Sane. Sane. Sane. WEEE!!! No. Sane. Lol this is fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie The Sane</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Sep 2005 22:01:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Oooookayyyyy...apparently my stepbrother fell at soccer and they think he broke his arm. We also have like 200000 dorm activities tonight. Great timing Nick. Though I think he broke his foot under similer circumstances last year. Hm. So my mum just ran out of here in a mad rush and I&apos;m hiding in my closet while everyone else argues about how best to proceed. I don&apos;t like arguing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 18 Sep 2005 20:52:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Grrr i&apos;ve infuriated the world for a change. I&apos;ve retreated to my room before matters get worse. It&apos;s weird because I don&apos;t feel moody, but I definitely sound it every time I try to talk to my parents. Ah well. I&apos;ll live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuwen and I worked on our book. We made yet another chapter blooper (chapter 82 followed by chapter 82 lol) Not as bad as the chapter 37 followed by chapter 28 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we started this thing last day of seventh grade, finished draft one day before christmas break in eighth grade, and haven&apos;t yet finished draft two, now into 10th grade...hmmmm...that shows how much it&apos;s changed (that and the fact that chapter 9 is now chapter...eh...52 i think...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh. I&apos;m sick. Stuffy nose and sore throat galore. I think I&apos;m going to die. I will now stop being dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 15 Sep 2005 02:34:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>TWO HOURS OF ONE PROBLEM OF MATH AND MR KHAN HAD BETTER BE READY TO START PUSHING UP DAISIES TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, just my luck, i&apos;ll go in for help and realise that the whole problem was one number I kept messing up. That&apos;d be just loooovely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Sep 2005 02:18:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m just going to copy what I wrote on HP because I&apos;m too confused to try to resort out my feelings about this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Man, i&apos;ve had a crush on this guy all last year and he never noticed me and now he&apos;s like really noticing my friend Devi and practically asking her to marry him and wow I never complain about boy stuff so I feel really odd writing this even though I know that people feel this kind of stuff all the time, but I&apos;ve never really had serious serious feelings about anyone even him so I&apos;m really torn about how I feel about all this, like maybe if he and Devi go out then he&apos;ll get to know me more, which I guess is all I can ask...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm...what a confusing situation...Now I really want them to go out  I am such an odd person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I really don&apos;t know what I think, and Devi doesn&apos;t know what she thinks either, which is REALLY confusing. Like, it&apos;d be easier if they&apos;d just go out, rather than sorta-knda-maybe go out :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I&apos;m going to stop dwelling on this. I have more important things to think aobut. Like the fact that I left my history homework at school, the one day that i have a lot of it so i have to go in like an hour early tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Sep 2005 02:08:08 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Either everyone&apos;s angry at me or everyone&apos;s disappeared. No one is answering any emails/IMs/anything that I send...I feel like I&apos;ve missed something when I was away, but how do I know if no one will talk to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMMM...*tries to think what she could&apos;ve done to infuriate half the world* Can&apos;t think of anything, though as it is said, &quot;A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory&quot;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2005 02:21:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Back from DC. The wedding was as you would expect any gathering that included a large Jewish family to be. The service ended with &quot;You may kiss, and we shall cheer you on,&quot; my step-cousin (These are my dad&apos;s step-relatives, not my stepdad&apos;s relatives) tried to make the group picture into a team picture by sitting in front with my sister&apos;s soccer ball, and also handed my dad &quot;Shalom, the chosen gum: Would it kill you to buy two?!&quot; At least 7 people called someone a &quot;Rotten kid&quot;, and my cousin Evan wore his old battered birkenstocks with his suit, which he also wore at his wedding (the shoes, not the suit), and he and his wife showed off their good dancing skills, and my mum tried to set my grandma up with the bride&apos;s uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So uneventful :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of weird to have my whole family there though, like, my mum, dad, stepdad, ex-stepmother, and all my siblings (not the stepbrothers, but the halfones). No one had met the halfones before, which was weird too because I&apos;m used to being the youngest and one of 2 girls (The other being my somewhat anti-social sister), so I am always paid attention to. Actually, it wasn&apos;t that bad, because the youngers went to bed, obviously, so I still got the youngest-only-girl treatment plenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a horrible allergic reaction to a spider bite, which is nothing new, but this one was placed inconveniently right above my eye and this morning I looked like that orc in LotR who looked like cabbage, it had swelled my eye shut so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got a headache on the plane and my sister said it was because I was reading too many science magazines (only two!) so in an effort to cure my chronic geekiness she bought me approximately 102 gossip magazines which I shall treat as my carpeting for the next four years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 Sep 2005 03:12:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>After writing that, I just feel drained. I guess I&apos;m going to go to bed and hope the mood doesn&apos;t last too long. In the meantime, I still want to kill something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 Sep 2005 03:10:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Something just triggered a huge nose-dive in my mood. I&apos;ve no idea why. but suddenly everything I want to forget about is running around in my head and making me remember. I DON&apos;T WANT TO REMEMBER ANYTHING EVER AGAIN! :&apos;( Logically, i know that I was happy a few hours ago, but when i get bumped into this mood i can&apos;t talk myself out of it. I can&apos;t talk to anyone because if I say it it&apos;ll be real *bangs head on ground* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just...sad...</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Sep 2005 21:50:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>To DC tomorrow :D Today was pretty good - though I realised I was going to DC, which is going to be a problem if my T is planning on calling my cell...ah well he&apos;ll figure it out...My parents are already in DC, and my brother&apos;s in charge - this is a highly amusing event to witness, the chaos is incredible :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geoffrey and I were ranting that the people in AA last year are doing trig in FST now, and the poor people who were in AAAT last year and FST this year are bored to death, while the people in Discrete are doing matrices which the people in AA know and the people in AAAT don&apos;t, which makes a bit of sense but not much if the AAAT people should know it, and I&apos;ve just confused myself, what was I saying? Oh, yeah, we were in teh middle of ranting about htis when Mr. Khan walked out of the classroom next to us and we burst out laughing (he was completely oblivious) and then Erin started yelling because she htought we were laughing at her which usually means that Geoffrey&apos;s put something in her hair and it all got very confusing and downright silly xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I&apos;m managing to hang out wih other friends, so on that front this is a pretty good year. Now, if I could just bang my brain back into place it would be much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofieeeeeee</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Sep 2005 02:33:08 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>:( my friend&apos;s upset about something and I can&apos;t figure out what...I read his lj and it explained some of it, but not all...I said he could talk to me whenever and he said okay but he won&apos;t, I can just tell. Not that I can blame him, as I tend to not talk either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not that worried, I know he&apos;ll just withdraw and work on his book for a long time, but it sucks because he&apos;s nice and he listens to everyone&apos;s problems and he shouldn&apos;t have to be hurting at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Sep 2005 01:49:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I had TWO PROBLEMS to hand in for math. ONE of them took up an ENTIRE sheet of graph paper!!!!! the other took up half a sheet. My duck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, it was fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My spanish teacher thinks it&apos;s magic when the screeny thingie comes down when she pushes a button. That was highly amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to read stuff for history but I don&apos;t feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Sep 2005 22:27:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>w00000000t i get to stay in discrete math!!!! The head-of-the-math department decided to tell me I shouldn&apos;t technically be there because I got a C+ last year and then she was nice and said they weren&apos;t going to kick me out but if I wanted to switch I could and otherwise I should feel free to use Mr. Khan all the time for help (I like that she volunteered him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that&apos;s my life today...boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Sep 2005 01:21:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Finished, so I can actually say more than one thing about my day :D. Well, Erin&apos;s retaking Early World History, I can add two more teachers to the list of people who call me by the wrong name (god knows where they get the idea that either Sofia has an accent over the &apos;o&apos; or that when the name says Sonya (Sofia) that means I want to be called Sonya. Gar. I convinced them out of it though :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chemistry and math teachers rock. The math teacher just stares around forever and then talks really quietly but somehow keeps the class quiet. He was like, &quot;There are some basic things I expect of you this year. I expect you to come to class. I expect you to stay awake during class. And please do your homework. Etc.&quot; And then dismissed us xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chemistry teacher tried to learn all our names by heart before we came, and completely screwed it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History&apos;s boring. That&apos;s all I ever have to say about it. Pah. Day. Over. Thank the lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Sep 2005 22:06:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Okay, so it was the first day of school today. And on the first day of school we have discussions on the summer reading (which I didn&apos;t read, btw). Which means we have 10 minute classes. Now, one would think that this would mean you wouldn&apos;t get much homework on your first day. WRONG! *goes off to finish stupid chemistry reading*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Sep 2005 17:33:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m feeling happy for some odd reason. Maybe I&apos;m just relieved. I dunno. Erin and I are going to try to do something fun today if I get back in time. We decided we&apos;re just confusing ourselves and it&apos;s time to enjoy the last day before school starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, I still haven&apos;t finished our summer reading :/ Ah well. I&apos;ll read some of the middle and then the end. Then I can sound somewhat intelligent in our discussion....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have to go shopping with the 12-year-olds though :| thatll be interesting.*changes song* Not in the mood to be depressed *glares at Natalie Merchent*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay, I&apos;m sane. Yes! I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie</description>
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  <lj:music>&quot;My Give a Damn&apos;s Busted&quot; Jo Dee Messina</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">&quot;My Give a Damn&apos;s Busted&quot; Jo Dee Messina</media:title>
  <lj:mood>hopeful</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Sep 2005 16:04:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Spent hours with Leah on IM last night...jeepers between the two of us we could keep therapists busy for the rest of their lives. Heehee, us and Bob in the same chat room was halairious. He left about an hour later because he said we were making his head spin. Of course, the second he left we started talking about serious stuff, so the spinning head thing was apparently temporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My appointment was rescheduled for next monday. I&apos;m working out whether I&apos;m happy because that gives me more time or upset because there were things I was going to talk about with him, even if they weren&apos;t the &apos;important&apos; things (according to Leah and Bob at least).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. I&apos;m off to go clothes shopping with four 12-year-olds. Fraser and Maggie are both cousins, then my stepbrother Nick and his friend Henry. That&apos;ll be...er...interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel oooooold when I&apos;m around them xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 04 Sep 2005 21:45:50 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Errrgh...I go see my psychologist tomorrow. Between Bob and Leah I&apos;m apparently supposed to tell him about 10000000 things, none of which I&apos;ve ever talked about to anyone face-to-face...Well, before two nights ago, I hadn&apos;t ever talked about it at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I should talk about it, but I feel like I shoud talk about things that are happening now, not things that happened a long time ago (and I can see Bob saying &quot;The emotions are happening now, that makes it just as relevent&quot;)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made Erin cry yesterday because I told her I&apos;d never stop being her friend but I couldn&apos;t be her mother...I felt so bad because she&apos;s been doing really well since she left the hospital and then she had a bad night and tried to get me to solve it like she used to do and I just couldn&apos;t do it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT&apos;S what I want to talk to my therapist about, not things that happened years ago that I&apos;m still being a baby about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie</description>
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