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  <title>[[Run.Jump.Sing.Dance.Play]]</title>
  <subtitle>Eeek. Gigisaurous.</subtitle>
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  <updated>2009-01-26T05:35:53Z</updated>
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    <title>It has been a long time</title>
    <published>2009-01-26T05:35:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-26T05:35:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It has been practically forever since I have written in here. Let's see here. I am finally and officially sober! I like to drink still and hang out with friends. I am currently on a mission to play beer pong preferrably against the beer pong champ aka robert. I work waaaaaaay too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work today was fabulous. I hate rolling dough and the fact that it makes me wrist feel broken and my arms feel like jello. Oh and I cut my finger with a knife. I'm such an idiot haha just kidding. Accidents happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going good. ONLINE CLASSES ARE HIGHLY CONFUSING! But from what I have heard, they get easier as they go along and begin to make more sense. (Hopefully this is right because I am not even sure if I have completes all of my assignments.)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gigi_fabulous:88436</id>
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    <title>gigi_fabulous @ 2007-09-26T09:45:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-26T16:46:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-26T16:46:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i wish i could get her off my mind.&lt;br /&gt;but lately,&lt;br /&gt;having nothing and no one to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;she's starting to sound like a real loyal friend.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait til tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;work, friday, work, saturday, work.&lt;br /&gt;thank fucking jesus.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gigi_fabulous:88290</id>
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    <title>gigi_fabulous @ 2007-08-30T09:49:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-30T16:49:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-30T16:49:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;When is this pain going to go away? Why is it over a year later and it still hurts so badly? :[</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gigi_fabulous:87841</id>
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    <title>gigi_fabulous @ 2007-08-02T16:53:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-02T23:53:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-02T23:53:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">jesussss.&lt;br /&gt;i wish someone could read my mind.&lt;br /&gt;not really.&lt;br /&gt;but someone to understand my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SICK OF BEING BORED&lt;br /&gt;if i wanna be bored&lt;br /&gt;ill be bored alone&lt;br /&gt;THANKS fuckdicks</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gigi_fabulous:87105</id>
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    <title>gigi_fabulous @ 2007-05-21T00:49:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-21T07:51:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-21T07:51:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's been damn near a month since I've updated! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, everything in life is finally for the most part falling into place just fine. Melissa should be back in a few weeks, or at least I'm hoping! Kevin comes back in 11 days &amp; I couldn't be any more excited. Finally get my best friend BACK! :) Graduation is right around the corner. That's a scary thought. I swear I have no idea where the past four years of my life have gone. They just sortof flew by. Especially the past two years! Seems alot more like six months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;By September, at the LATEST I need a job.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I need to learn to drive this summer.&lt;br /&gt;Only things on my agenda prettymuch.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gigi_fabulous:87010</id>
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    <title>gigi_fabulous @ 2007-04-26T21:10:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-27T04:10:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-27T04:10:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm damn near insane.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahah.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gigi_fabulous:84888</id>
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    <title>gigi_fabulous @ 2007-03-18T11:50:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-18T18:50:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-18T18:50:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/friendtest/2782508"&gt;&lt;img alt="Leaderboard" src="http://www.testriffic.com/friend/2782508/2.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Create your own Friend Quiz here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gigi_fabulous:71002</id>
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    <title>gigi_fabulous @ 2006-08-21T22:21:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-22T05:22:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-22T05:22:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">sup hookers?&lt;br /&gt;gah, today was random.&lt;br /&gt;good though.&lt;br /&gt;i love lorna&amp;kaila&amp;kurtis.&lt;br /&gt;mmm. my negros.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gigi_fabulous:20806</id>
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    <published>2005-12-29T07:51:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-01T05:09:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;big&gt;Truth Is Going To Be Told In This Entry&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I think about lots of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris - My other half. For realz. I never thought I would be in-complete without somebody. But for like 4-5 days, he's been gone &amp; I am losing my mind like whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly/Ashley - This giiiirl is my other BEST friend. I don't give a shit how little we get to see each other because I love her to death. Anyone hurts her, I hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven - My niggaface. He pisses me off sometimes. But we are always cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex Crow- She is lucky as fuck that I am friends with her again but yeeeah. Things are all GOOD again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brittany Mueller - I love her &amp; once again I never see her &amp; its lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tara - I don't want her to move. Great friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manda - I love her to death. Always there for me. Through thick&amp;thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex Harlan - We been through hard times &amp; turned out GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia - I like her. Bitch. Deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda Farmer - Eek. I am so happy I met her. She is beautiful &amp; a sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brittney Smith - One crazy ass mutha fucka! &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roxy - Always makes me smiiiile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole - Been through pretty much HELL &amp; I love that slut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. Okayyy. Part 2 will be done laterrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gigi_fabulous:17193</id>
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    <title>gigi_fabulous @ 2005-11-29T18:43:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-30T02:55:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-01T05:10:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was sitting in class today and I made a list of everyone who is close to me and ONE special thing about them. Like ONE thing that makes them different from everyone else. Here is my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris - The best friend&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly -  My sister&lt;br /&gt;Nicole - The girlfriend &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Steven - My niggaface. Goes crazy with me.&lt;br /&gt;Manda - Says "nigga" with me.&lt;br /&gt;Ana - Let's me hit her ass.&lt;br /&gt;Brittney - Puts my vibrator on girl's cooters.&lt;br /&gt;Sam - I put my head on his boobs. &lt;br /&gt;Alex - My Dr. Phil&lt;br /&gt;Jordan - Always helps me out.&lt;br /&gt;Kristen - Write me neat letters in pink.&lt;br /&gt;Becca - Makes me feel dumb.&lt;br /&gt;Becky - Gets mad when I won't eat my pizza.&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer - INSISTS that I should be with Chris. &lt;br /&gt;Kaylin - We make plans to get crunk. &lt;br /&gt;Amanda - Helped me get with my girl.&lt;br /&gt;Lydia - Looks at lesbian sex books with me.&lt;br /&gt;Stacey - We have car problems together.&lt;br /&gt;Dayna - We sit&amp;laugh for hours. And take silly pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Tara - We drink rockstars&amp;eat pringles.&lt;br /&gt;Brittany - We have long talks about lesbian sex.&lt;br /&gt;Alex Crow - Makes me Jell-o.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan - He is ryanspace. Enough said.</content>
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