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  <title>My So Called Journal....</title>
  <subtitle>What A Rip Off</subtitle>
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    <name>Tiffany</name>
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  <updated>2005-04-26T19:15:56Z</updated>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2005-04-26T12:11:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-26T19:15:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-26T19:15:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Daniel Beddingfield - James Dean</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I talked to my dad yesterday and I found out that he is expecting his Russian girlfriend sometime around the 20th of next month. I don't think we are ready, but hey. I have to switch rooms with my father, because he needs the master-bedroom now. It's not really that much a difference in space. I just don't know about this I'm very nervous, but I don't really want to tell him how nervous because I do want him to be happy.</content>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2005-04-19T00:17:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-19T07:27:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-19T07:27:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>JC Chasez - Blowin Me Up With Her Love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So my boss, Jim and I have decided to become partners in my candle business. I'm suppose to talk to him tomorrow about how to run the business and how much money he might put towards the business. I'm hoping for three or four hundred dollars. That would be wonderful. I'd have to be in a garage in my apartment complex so that I can go there in the middle of the night, without waking Jim. I hate the fact that my candle business is getting bigger and I'm selling more when I have to workout to keep in shape to start working at Wild Waves in May. Then once I start working I will have no time. I'll be working 30 hours at Wild Waves a week, and probably 10 hours traveling there and back. And I'll be spending probably 20 hours a week making candles. Not to mention the fact that I'd be selling my candles on Saturday and Sunday, 8am to 5pm. I also want to up my social contact, but I don't know about that one. I can't wait for the summer to be over me to go to Bartending College and start being a bartender. That way I only work nights, probably from 9pm to4am. That way I will have more time to do other things, and hopefully my candle making business will pick up.</content>
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    <title>This weekend and Today's plans</title>
    <published>2005-04-11T18:54:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-11T18:55:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>VAST - Be With Me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So this weekend I past Life-guarding Training. I'm going to get my license soon. And I sold some Candles I really need to make business cards. I really want to get in shape before I start working at Wild Waves. I want to get my hour and ten minute bike ride down to 1 hour. So that will take some training and to get the best out of my training I'm going to have to start eating better. I need to work on Gaming stuff too, but I have all week for that. I really need to take pictures of me, so I can get them on My-space. I also need to clean around here. All these little things. I'm a little upset someone asked me over for a booty call and then had to cancel to write a paper. &lt;b&gt;I really wanted to get some action!&lt;/b&gt; Oh yeah I learned some Html, last night.</content>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2005-04-09T22:55:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-10T05:58:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-10T05:58:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mandy Moore - Saturate Me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So today I was out at the Midway Theater in Kent, and I got my first sunburn. it's not bad at all it just feels a bit warmer. I was wearing sunglasses so I have an outline, not too defined, but it's there. I made only $19 on candles. I don't know what my problem is?</content>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2005-04-06T11:58:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-06T18:59:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-06T18:59:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Natasha Beddingfield - These Words</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So not too much is up. My friend is over and I'm making Candles. I just got a new mold in it's a tiny little ball. I hope to sell some of them to my boss and get a good amount of moeny for them. I forget how much they cost I better do an estimate again so I can get a good price again. For anyone who doesn't know about my candle Making business, and wants to know more go to &lt;a href="http://www.CustomizeCandles.com"&gt;Customize Candles&lt;/a&gt;. Oh and if you see something you like on the website, and are in the area please come to my candle party on the 18th if you can.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gapgirl0079:36140</id>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2005-03-27T23:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-28T07:25:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-28T07:25:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Daniel Beddingfield - James Dean</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yesterday I went over to my neighbor's and Played Truth or Dare Jenga. I got to join her in the shower for 20 minutes cause she lost Truth or Dare jenga. It was Cool we were wearing our swimsuits and we made out. I almost fell over While I was in there. It was funny, but any way I got Action. Go my Team!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gapgirl0079:36037</id>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2005-03-14T20:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-15T04:10:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-15T04:10:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I wanted to join this site so I can talk to others and to promote my own candles. I have a website. &lt;a href="http://www.customizecandles.com//"&gt;Customize Candles&lt;/a&gt; Please give me some feed back.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gapgirl0079:35687</id>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2005-03-14T19:50:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-15T03:53:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-15T03:53:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today I had a full day. My boss took a look at my small spheres for burning above tea-lites. He likes them and has invited me out to a swap meet on Saturday in Olympia. So from now till then I am going to make Candles like no other. I got my Large Skull Candle mold in. It's awesome. The candle is almost as big as my head it's so cool.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gapgirl0079:35554</id>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2005-03-05T18:18:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-06T02:20:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-06T02:20:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I have my website for my candle company up and running.  &lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/customizecandles/"&gt;Customize Candles&lt;/a&gt; Please check it out.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gapgirl0079:35297</id>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2005-02-03T14:37:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-03T22:39:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-03T22:39:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I have decided to throw my candle party on the 21st. It will start at 7 p.m. It will be unlike formal candle parties if you have ever been to one. Any way it's really cool, hope to see you there.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gapgirl0079:34894</id>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2005-01-22T23:34:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-23T07:38:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-23T07:38:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I was behind a little on my journal updating. I want everyone to say one mean thing about me. Something that drives you crazy about me.</content>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2005-01-15T23:11:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-16T07:27:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-16T07:27:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Junior Senior - Move Your Feet</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have been applying to so many places this week I think my friends hate me for it. Any way I have been spending my week like this on the computer for an hour checking on on-line Apps. And researching companies. I have been spending 2 hours with Tifanee between classes and work, driving her around. Then I go home and wait for 1 hour at a time till then next thing comes up then I have 3 things to do in that hour alone. I also spend so much time finding the right clothes to wear. I have also gone to work this week. I have spent a lot of time either waiting or doing. It's weird too, cause while I am waiting I can't get on the computer, because of my dad. And every once and a while I can't disturb my brother in another room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate today the most. I stay up till 4 in the morning, because I promised to game with my friends. Then get up before 10 to go to a meeting for a job. That last really long, past when I am suppose to be at work. Then I drive home cause my dad needs the car see my friends all head to the movies, they ask me to go, but I am already late for work. I think they hate that I had to get up and couldn't spend the day with them. Go home change fast. Then race over to work. Work for 6 hours. I get home and nothing is happening. I miss Tifanee. I want to see someone I don't have anything to do tomorrow and no one wants to see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just stuck out of my room. So I can't clean up in there. My dad is constantly in the main room. Can't You Just Go to YOUR Room! You have one all to yourself, unlike me. God am I bored. I wish someone would come on-line, but they wont cause Bri, Tifanee, and Bryant are probably still all together. I miss people. I wonder how long it's been since my Dad showered?</content>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2005-01-11T11:27:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-11T19:34:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-11T19:34:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>P!nk - Don't Let Me Get Me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today:&lt;br /&gt; Went over to sleep at Tifanee's&lt;br /&gt; Missed Working out with Christian. (I'm sorry)&lt;br /&gt; Am putting off looking for a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, My life isn't all that great. I need a new job. I like what I've got now, but it's not enough. I wish I were going to school. I think I should pick up some english, and math books from the library and go to the college labs and ask for help even though I am not going. I wish I had more discipline.</content>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2004-12-31T11:16:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-31T19:20:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-31T19:20:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>No Doubt - Hella Good</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I know I haven't updated in a while I just haven't been on the computer much. My feelings on things are a follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pissed off!&lt;br /&gt;2. Sorry, but these things happen.&lt;br /&gt;3. Sorry, I wish I had money I would take care of you.&lt;br /&gt;4. Anger. Why don't you want me more!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's about all.</content>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2004-11-27T21:50:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-28T05:50:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-28T05:50:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So today was my first day working at the Dollar Spree. I am very happy to have a job to keep me busy, and to put money in my pocket. I want to buy all these things it's bad.</content>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2004-11-15T16:46:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-16T00:47:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-16T00:47:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I'm a hooker on a corner baby</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yesterday I was alking down the road. It was 4 in the afternoon, and I was wearing all black except for my tan leather jacket. This big blue van pulls over and askes me what I am doing. Not too bad right, then they go on and ask me if I am a hooker. A HOOKER!?! In Puyallup just walking down the street! I thought I was even dress a little scub like, but apparently not. I'm a hooker.</content>
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    <title>"The Crazed Killer"</title>
    <published>2004-11-06T11:51:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-06T11:51:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Micheal Jackson - 80's Disco Mix</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"Playing "Zombies" and watching Horror flicks really messes with you mind." Those were the last words of a young woman named Tiffany Bishop, she was a strange young thing. Tiffany was always indulging into the world of fantasy. While walking her brother to his car late one night, she got the idea of taking knives with them so that they know that they are save. But a mysterious figure, which we have come to call "The Crazed Killer" thought about how ironic it would be to kill her while she was "being safe." The killer jumped out of the bushes in a traditional slasher flick sort of way. Making the young girl jump out of her skins and dropping the knives in effect. As she scrambled to pick them up the killer had already stabbed her. Tiffany then tried to run away with the knife still in her back. The adrenaline was rushing through her heart racing, but the killer did not follow in persude. As Tiffany had realized this two minutes later she turned a corner let out a sigh of relief, and leaned against the wall. Shoving the knife deeper into her body. She grasped for breathe looking to the sky wanting to cry out for help. All she saw was "The Crazed Killer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was inspired by a true event. Oh and all those horror flicks, Thank you.</content>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2004-10-24T23:31:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-25T06:28:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-25T06:28:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I want to have people over this friday. If you want it to be Halloween it will be. I am kind of leaning that way.</content>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2004-10-23T00:12:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-23T07:56:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-23T07:56:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Frou Frou - Let go</lj:music>
    <content type="html">You know when things are happening and it's almost like you don't really give a fuck. No, that not the right word. It's more like you are a Zombie, no that's no it cause you do care about what you are doing. It's almost like you are stoned. You care about you, and you do things you want to do, but all the things around you are just a haze that can't grasp. It's weird, everyone hasn't been looking at good as much as the bad. I can't even find the good in life. I'm just a stoner surrounded by a haze of confusion, and I don't care. I don't care about trying to understand, and make things better. I've had issues, but didn't want to talk because I knew that others didn't want to talk, and no one has talked to me. It's weird all that I just wrote I read it and it sounds so down beat, but I don't feel down. I feel like a 100 piece puzzle that has 98 of it's pieces in place. I don't know why I type this out and post it for everyone to see. I write it for me now-a-days and it's not like anyone really reads it, and I don't blame them. I don't even like reading my own shit. Goddamn that sounds like I want pity. No one wants pity, they want someone to heal their bruised ego. I should just make this private, but then I feel like I am cheating everyone of knowing me. I always feel that way when making things private. I don't want to hide anything I should make my private thoughts public. So that all this makes more sense, or less. Who cares I'm letting it out. Here are the entries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/gapgirl0079/2495.html"&gt;January 18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/gapgirl0079/11792.html"&gt;March 23&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/gapgirl0079/15019.html"&gt;April 10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/gapgirl0079/22649.html"&gt;July 18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/gapgirl0079/23514.html"&gt;July 22&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/gapgirl0079/29563.html"&gt;September 10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There they are. Someone those don't sound write and some were written long ago. I really hate Live Journal right now.</content>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2004-10-18T23:17:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-19T06:20:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-19T06:20:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nelly Furtado - I'm like a Bird</lj:music>
    <content type="html">To see the world die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish that the world end&lt;br /&gt;That Armageddon would come&lt;br /&gt;And I would stand before it&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to fear then&lt;br /&gt;You will not perish alone&lt;br /&gt;Everyone will go with you&lt;br /&gt;At that moment you will find out why&lt;br /&gt;Your life was important, and you will&lt;br /&gt;Leave no one behind, for no one will survive&lt;br /&gt;To feel that sort of peace is something I want&lt;br /&gt;I want to see the world die, and me with it&lt;br /&gt;And after it's all done&lt;br /&gt;There is no war, No hate&lt;br /&gt;There is no suffering&lt;br /&gt;The world and the universe&lt;br /&gt;will be as pretty as it can be&lt;br /&gt;I cry just to think of how great it could be&lt;br /&gt;How great it will be&lt;br /&gt;To see the world die</content>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2004-10-17T01:19:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-17T08:20:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-17T08:20:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sarah McLachlan - Good Enough</lj:music>
    <content type="html">OK, I just want everyone to know that I am making candles now. I've gotten into it and I find it to very fun. Check out some of my favorites.  &lt;img src="http://us.f2.yahoofs.com/users/4146816ezeff41f9c/ce33/__sr_/778b.jpg?phqzicBBxfjGc8yT" alt="Dripping Red" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These next three pics are the same candle just different angles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.f2.yahoofs.com/users/4146816ezeff41f9c/ce33/__sr_/bbdb.jpg?phC9icBBEBwbnCqN" alt="Water 1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.f2.yahoofs.com/users/4146816ezeff41f9c/ce33/__sr_/493f.jpg?phC9icBBJOIQfyeG" alt="Water 2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.f2.yahoofs.com/users/4146816ezeff41f9c/ce33/__sr_/26dd.jpg?phC9icBBokc4eNpc" alt="Water 3" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2004-10-08T14:44:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-08T21:42:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-08T21:42:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Alien Ant Farm - Summer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">IF EVERYONE WAS SINGLE.........&lt;br /&gt;Fill in as appropriate:&lt;br /&gt;Y = Yes.&lt;br /&gt;N = No.&lt;br /&gt;M = Maybe, depends.&lt;br /&gt;* = Already have done.&lt;br /&gt;= Decline to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) go out with me?&lt;br /&gt;( ) give me your number?&lt;br /&gt;( ) let me kiss you?&lt;br /&gt;( ) have sex with me?&lt;br /&gt;( ) play an SM scene with me?&lt;br /&gt;( ) watch a movie with me... even a really sappy one?&lt;br /&gt;( ) let me take you out to dinner?&lt;br /&gt;( ) drive me somewhere/anywhere?&lt;br /&gt;( ) take a shower with me?&lt;br /&gt;( ) be my gf/bf?&lt;br /&gt;( ) have a fling with me?&lt;br /&gt;( ) listen to me if I called you, crying, even if you were out with all of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;( ) buy me a drink if I didn't have money?&lt;br /&gt;( ) take me home for the night?&lt;br /&gt;( ) let me sleep in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;( ) sing car karaoke with me?&lt;br /&gt;( ) sit in the doctors office with me because I didn't want to go alone?&lt;br /&gt;( ) re-post this for me to answer your questions?&lt;br /&gt;( ) come and pick me up at 3 am because my car ran out of petrol in the middle of nowhere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought to you in part by: raindropebykat</content>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2004-10-06T13:40:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-06T20:42:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-06T20:42:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So there is this girl so close but so far&lt;br /&gt;I feel for her just as strong as before&lt;br /&gt;I can feel her talk to me with just a look&lt;br /&gt;She is there waiting for me and I her&lt;br /&gt;Will she come to me or me to her&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe not at all&lt;br /&gt;I want, I need, I looked at her&lt;br /&gt;and losed my words</content>
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    <title>gapgirl0079 @ 2004-10-05T17:30:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-06T00:31:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-06T00:31:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Olivia Newton John - Physical</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well I've started watching what I am eating lately. Yesterday I was over on my Sodium intake by over 3 times. I was also under my fiber intake. I realized that I burn a lot of Calories just walking to scholl close to 500. I just wanted every one to know that I'm going to get healthy.</content>
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    <title>Checked me out?</title>
    <published>2004-09-30T04:05:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-30T04:05:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jet - Are You Gonna Be My Girl?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I think this girl checked me out today. We were talking and go to walk away, but still exchanging words, and she looks me up and down for a second. Really fast. Then smiled as she walked away. I think she wants me, but I don't know others say that she is a tease. I need opions here. Oh and "Lost" is a great show.</content>
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