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	<title>Rockalittlex29's Journals</title>
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	<modified>2008-01-22T09:05:13Z</modified>
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		  <entry>
	    <title>:D</title>
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	    <issued>2008-01-22T09:05:13Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-01-22T09:05:13Z</modified>
	    <created>2008-01-22T09:05:13Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[I AM SOOOOOOOOO STOKED FOR THE AP TOUR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1]]></summary>
	    <author><name>rockalittlex29</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[I AM SOOOOOOOOO STOKED FOR THE AP TOUR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1]]></content>
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		  <entry>
	    <title>So Wrong, Its Right</title>
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	    <issued>2007-10-08T16:54:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2007-10-08T16:54:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2007-10-08T16:54:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[I'll keep this one short and sweet.<br><br>One time I snuck out of my house, and I came home at 6:30&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>rockalittlex29</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[I'll keep this one short and sweet.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One time I snuck out of my house, and I came home at 6:30 in the morning. I walked through the back door, into the living room,and into the kitchen. Then i noticed, my mom was up. She just looked at me, said god morning, and asked me if I want something to eat for breakfast.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'd say that was so wrong, its right.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;:)&lt;br&gt;]]></content>
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