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  <title>*Hoping reality won&apos;t suck so bad*</title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 11:51:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>happy sunday!</title>
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  <description>Today started off with my grinnig from ear to ear because he FINALLY texted me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come now, Caitlin, let&apos;s not get excited about men we hardly know.  Stay rational.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 14:07:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>MMMMMMM life what are you doing?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at a bar last night, hangin with my friend and talking to people.  Suddenly my phone rings.  It&apos;s this guy from one of the previous entries.  He wanted to see me.  His friend takes the phone and tells me that I broke his friends heart by not responding to his message.  WHAT THE HECK!?!??! I was called a heart-breaker..... me?!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, saw him again last night.  He&apos;s nice. We might see eachother again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what to do in situations like this.  These things DON&apos;T happen to me.  Except now, apparently, they do.  I also get asked out by random guys in the street. And in bars I get hit on.  And I get called a heart-breaker...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m pretty sure last night was the antithesis of everything I ever thought my &quot;love life&quot; actually was.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 15:04:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>chocolate</title>
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  <description>Chocolate is so good. Except I think it&apos;s going to make me sick today.  Tooo much chocolate.  bagfjiahsdfkjashfdka delicious *dies of sugar*</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 11:31:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I GOT A PACKAGE TODAY!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beef jerky has never tasted so damn good, let me tell you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 10:27:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Sometimes a kiss is just a kiss, and it´s really fun.  Even if you don´t really know the other person.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This city is a new discovery every day.  But then I wonder if it´s just me.  Either way, I´m thinking it´s not a bad thing.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2009 11:21:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>As luck would have it...</title>
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  <description>The universe again for the win! Thank you for putting that particular trio of men at the table next to mine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew history could be wonderful subject of conversation with a delicious man?  and such a turn on.  OMG I LOVE THIS CITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, the having to catch the last bus of the night and getting home at 6 in the morning after drinking a little too much and dancing a ton has got to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, ok, maybe the drinking a little too much.  :)</description>
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  <lj:music>lips like sugar</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 10 Oct 2009 10:37:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>When I say jump you say How High!</title>
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  <description>OMG LIFE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally said &quot;fuck them&quot; and grabbed hold of my fun time here in Spain.  I will not allow my time to be controlled by the wims of others, and spend my time waiting to be invited!!!!!! I am a fully capable human being, and decisions and plans are not beyond my abilities damnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassie and I got shnazzy and went to a bar.  We&apos;re making to-do and see lists for while we are here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The universe put these three really nice girls at the other table shoved into the back corner with ours.  They watched our purses, I took a picture for them, we ended up chatting.  They dragged our tables together, introduced us to the guy at the bar that I think is hot, and then invited us to a club.  I love dancing.  Nadia volunteered to show us around the city and take us places.  We exchanged numbers and facebooks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang songs at the bar.  It was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two guys started talking to me while I was waiting for the bathroom.  Apparently, I&apos;m beautiful.  They liked my dimple.  And my boobs.  And think guys who like really skinny girls are silly.  They&apos;re gay.  Something something something in spanish I don&apos;t understand SEXO mi casa tu casa o su casa?  WTF WTF VIRGIN HERE! They then thought I was the cutest thing ever and one looked at his friend and was like &quot;no now we leave her alone, the first time has to be perfect!!!!!&quot;  It was really fucking hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Spain.  You are cray cray.</description>
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  <lj:music>Poker Face</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Sep 2009 19:28:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Why do girls have to be so damn click-y,  It&apos;s stupid.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 18:01:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>stupid again.</title>
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  <description>I got put in the &quot;dumb&quot; grammar and syntax class.  IAHUGALWIUWUHGASKDSGHASGSHA I am extremely mad.  Stupid Elgin high for not having a good spanish program and making sure I knew what the hell was going on with things BESIDES past, present, and future.  Stupid me for not studying like I should have.  Stupid everything.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up walking for like 6 hours today, I&apos;m tired, I&apos;m hungry, and I feel like a fucking idiot.  Today is not a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that I got two pairs of shoes for 13 euro.  Other than that, not a good day.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 09:50:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m sitting on the terrrace or an apartment on the top floor of this building.  My host mom&apos;s apartment.  My apartment for the next 6.5 months.  And I can see the mountains.  One looks so close, I feel like I should be able to walk to it.  Yet I know that if the apartment faced the other way, I&apos;d see the sea.  Gorgeous.  Thank you, Spain.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Sep 2009 16:03:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>It&apos;s my last full day in the US.  So much to do, and I&apos;m starting to get this funny feeling in the pit of my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, that could just be breakfast digesting.</description>
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  <lj:music>the parent trap</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Sep 2009 23:55:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I am so freaking hormonal right now it&apos;s ridiculous and it makes me not happy.  I am really not happy that this is coming on right before I leave.  It&apos;s driving me crazy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I&apos;m just about ready to go. whoooot!  I have less than 48 hours left in the united states before I leave.   IT&apos;S SO CRAZY!!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Aug 2009 23:15:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>travel blog</title>
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  <description>Soooo I set up a travel blog.  You can read all about my adventures at theclumsyroamer.livejournal.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if that doesn&apos;t work, just look up theclumsyroamer.   I plan on continuing to update in here as well, but while I&apos;m abroad that will probably be my main concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 days left until I&apos;m gone!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Aug 2009 17:08:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>8 days left after today.  I&apos;m on my last sunday-sat week in the U.S for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I have another eye appointment tomorrow morning, and then wednesday is THE SUPERNATURAL SEASON 4 VIEWING EXTRAVAGANZA with the wonderful AIMEE KORBY!!!!!!!!  I am super psyched.</description>
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  <lj:music>las vagas</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Aug 2009 21:42:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A call to arms!</title>
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  <description>Mkay folks, I need help.  I want to set up a travel blog so that I can give it to my fam and certain friends so that I don&apos;t have to worry about editing this blog.  One, I&apos;m not sure if that&apos;s possible, and two, that would be a pain in the ass.  I will probably update on this blog too, especially things that I wouldn&apos;t want my parents to read (like.... this blog), but I would like an easier way to update friends and family without sending out massive emails.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I need you.  While I may have my moments, I am not a consistently witty person.  Shocker of all shockers, right?  But, though witty is not a word I would use to describe myself, I would like a decent journal name.  I really need some help here.  I mean, lets face it: dontlikereality really sounds like it was created during a ridiculous angsty funk session, which it probably was.  I want something hopeful-ish, or at least not downright ful of angst, and I want it to have to do with travel.  SO far I&apos;ve thought of CultureVulture (which sounds stuck up to me, for some reason) and have had &quot;bringin the pain... in Spain!&quot; suggested to me by a certain ridiculous person that makes me laugh.  But hey, I asked for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, if you have any good suggestions, let me know!   In the meantime, I&apos;m going to keep the hamster running in my head.  It&apos;s hard.</description>
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  <lj:music>oldies!</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Aug 2009 19:57:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Got new glasses.  They&apos;re pretty neat. And i&apos;m glad that I don&apos;t have to wear my old glasses anymore.  They sucked.  Like, my doctor told me I was honestly better off not wearing anything.  Whoops. I also got contacts today.  I am so tired of spending moeny.  Like, for reals.  I am sooooo sick and tired of it.  I don&apos;t have the money to keep dropping my card and the table and letting them charge it.  It&apos;s RIDICULOUS! And it&apos;s not like I&apos;m doing this frivoulously.  I am not buying clothes and shoes.  I&apos;m not dropping it on fast food and things I don&apos;t need.  It&apos;s glasses, contacts, doctors visits, etc.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.  I don&apos;t like growing up.  It&apos;s too expensive.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2009 22:21:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I really don&apos;t like reality</title>
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  <description>~WARNING: The following views are that of the author in the current moment, and do not reflect upon this site or anyone else associated.  The following may not be for the meek of heart, the annoyed, or the happy of spirit.  In other words, it&apos;s me being emo.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to me that, no matter how much good I try to do, the world keeps kicking me in the face.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma:  I&apos;m not an expert in Karma, far from it. But what have I done in the world that has caused me to have such bad karma?  I try to do good things.  I help my family when I can.  If I see a stranger need some help moving something up a ramp, I help them push.  I pick up trash when I see it, and I don&apos;t litter. I recycle.  I ride my bike instead of drive.  Shouldn&apos;t I have a nice stash of good karma piling up somewhere in the universe that should keep the bad karma from being too bad?  Or does it just work that good things happen, then bad things, then kind of good things, then really bad things,etc?  Is there such a thing as reverse karma, where I do good things and bad things happen?  Or are the things I&apos;m doing just not good enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past Lives:  So, I don&apos;t necessarily believe in past lives.  But let&apos;s say that I did.  What the hell did I do in a past life to cause my current life to proceed in the way it has.  Was I a glutton?  A heartless dictator?  Maybe I was Franco, oh wouldn&apos;t that be hilarious?  Maybe that&apos;s why I like Spain so much.  Except, hey, I sympathize more with the anarchists and socialists of Spain as opposed to the fascists. Ironic? Oh hell yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a little better now than when I first started typing, but not a whole hell of a lot.  I still feel like I&apos;ve been kicked in the face, and I wish that bad things would stop happening to my family and I. It just doesn&apos;t seem fair. I know I&apos;m cynical, and I&apos;m sorry for that.  I try to be optimistic, I try not to be angry and belligerent.  I really, really am.  But there is a rather large part of me that thinks my reasons for being cynical are justified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow will be better.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 00:47:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>recap of today&apos;s episode of &quot;fml :the caitlin fones edition&quot;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caitlin tries to be nice and help move her brother&apos;s stuff out to his school.  She ends up spending the day irritated and getting yelled at, all the while being forced to renege on her plans with her soon to be leaving best friend because her parents, for once in their lives, decide to take their FUCKING TIME EVEN THOUGH THEY KNEW I HAD MOTHER FUCKING PLANS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Aug 2009 15:03:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>loan update:  finally taken care of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;furthur updates pending approval of knox and sallie mae.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Aug 2009 05:20:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i love books.  booky book books.  there they goes down, down into my belly.  Huh?</title>
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  <description>So I&apos;m now about half way through this &quot;It&apos;s Not About the Tapas&quot; book.  It&apos;s such an interesting combination: a woman&apos;s trials as she bikes through an unfamiliar country, mixed with anecdotal historical stories and random trivia.  I quite like it, and it&apos;s making me think that I should keep a REALLY GOOD account of my stay in Spain, just so that I can go back and laugh about incidents such as being chased down this mountain by this dog on this date.  Maybe not that story exactly, but you get the drift.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, this book is somewhat inspiring to me.  &quot;America: A Narrative History&quot; on the other hand...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 16 Aug 2009 16:56:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;ll take success where I can get it at this point</title>
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  <description>Successfully completed a turbo jams workout three days running.  Made a substantial dent in &quot;It&apos;s Not About The Tapas&quot;  and am on page 75 of the monstrosity known as &quot;America: A Narrative History&quot;.   Supposedly hanging out with Giselle, who I havent seen in over a year because our &apos;in Elgin&apos; schedules never crossed, and Lisa, who i saw last night during a preseason bears game and an epic 6 hours of music swapping.  My computer will probably explode into a musical cacophony at any second.  And I still haven&apos;t put all of MY cds on here yet.  Jimminy Cricket, I am so bad about doing that.</description>
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  <lj:music>my fan.  it;s wonderful</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">my fan.  it;s wonderful</media:title>
  <lj:mood>sore</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 21:36:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>As of this exact moment, I am never having kids unless I somehow marry a rich man.  Why? Because I will probably never be rich, and there is no way in hell I am even going to RISK putting my kids through what I am currently going through trying to pay for college.  I have had to deal with my loan company THREE FUCKING TIMES for something that should have been taken care of the first time I called in.  I have less than a month to get this shit figured out now, and I thought that it was taken care of over a month ago.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should graduate at the end of this year, just so I don&apos;t have to deal with this shit anymore.</description>
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  <lj:mood>disappointed</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Aug 2009 19:27:36 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I just drank a Dr. Pepper and now my stomach hurts.  Ironic?  I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34 days lovelies!(i actually had to recount that.  I&apos;d lost track)</description>
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  <lj:mood>sick</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2009 01:26:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I was just whistled at while I was walking my dog.  Seeing as how I am in a shit-tastic mood and am wearing the worst/ most unflattering cloths/bra, I&apos;m pretty sure they were mocking me.   Assholes.</description>
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  <lj:mood>listless</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 25 Jul 2009 23:30:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I went to a baby shower today. It was a friend of mine from high school.  This girl I graduated with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are too young for this shit.</description>
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