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  <title>I have beautiful little secrets &amp; damaging little lies.</title>
  <subtitle>And the man with the golden gun thinks he knows so much.</subtitle>
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    <name>KRISTIN LEIGH</name>
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    <title>add it.</title>
    <published>2006-01-02T02:45:38Z</published>
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    <title>simplykristin @ 2005-12-03T23:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-04T04:06:13Z</published>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:simplykristin:203859</id>
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    <title>simplykristin @ 2005-12-02T10:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-02T15:42:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-02T15:42:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Last night was definitely the most fun I had in a long time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to English class and had to peer edit four papers and I still have to look over Colleen's. And Janell's, I think?  So yeah, my paper apparently was nearly flawless so yay. :) Okay I won't brag too much there, lol.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I came back and played around on the computer for a wihle and eventually felt so fucking sick so I went to sleep for a few hours.  Woke up around 4:30pm and went to watch Grind with Espo and Kellie.  I wound up getting a veggie burger from Tilly's but got really sick from it. Yeah, I remembered why I don't eat school food, even the healthy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleen had went to go get a Christmas tree and decorations for her's and Kellie's room and when she got back we all decorated. Their room is full of lights and I made the little stockings with everybody's names on it - I'll have to take and put up some pictures when I get a chance.  I played the small amount of Christmas music I have on my computer - that was exciting.  Then Colleen, Espo, Kellie and I went to campus ministry and met up with Brian Nauer there.  We all sang but my throat was really hurting me.. I'm getting sick, grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then we all went back to the room and Janell got back from work!  We all decided we were hungry (even me!) so we were going to order Dominos but the dumbasses didn't answer the phone even though it was only like 11:59pm.. haha.  So we decided to speed to Applebees.  It was Colleen, Janell, Kellie, Kristen and I - Espo decided not to come along.  That was a fun time, had a few laughs.  I love my girlies &amp;lt;3 and then we came back to Centenary and I took a shower and called Nick &amp;hearts; and talked to Kristen for a while.  Then went back to Colleen's room and Janell went to bed, which was weird because it was 2am and I was the one still awake haha.  Oh well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight should be fun too - going to the Grist Mill (sp?) cafe with the crew.  It's Janell's "spot" and I'm really excited to go... her and I have a lot in common like that and I have a feeling I'll really like it there.  It's in Ogdensburg which means ROOOOAD TRIP. Last time we headed up that way Dave and Kellie were half naked and we wound up at a porn shop and Quick Check hahaha... so we'll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to see my darling next weekend!!!! I'm going there.  I'm excited.  It's been too long without him already. Gah, I'm such a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah I'm definitely in a better mood lately.&lt;br /&gt;It's going to snow on Sunday though! :(&lt;br /&gt;And I'm working.&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be dead and I have Christmas shopping to do.  I have to get about fifteen people presents, oh my gosh kill me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday I think I'm going to Clifton with Kristen.  She lives up there and I figured I'll go with her.  I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. class time. later gaters.</content>
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    <title>simplykristin @ 2005-11-15T11:14:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-15T16:14:30Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/kristinxleigh/awwness.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;</content>
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    <title>I HAD TO POST THIS...</title>
    <published>2005-11-08T13:30:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-08T13:30:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tori Tori Tori Tori &amp;hearts;</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;She's addicted to nicotine patches&lt;br /&gt;She's addicted to nicotine patches&lt;br /&gt;She's afraid of the light in the dark&lt;br /&gt;6.58 are you sure where my spark is&lt;br /&gt;Here&lt;br /&gt;Here&lt;br /&gt;Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's convinced she could hold back a glacier&lt;br /&gt;But she couldn't keep Baby alive&lt;br /&gt;Doubting if there's a woman in there somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Here&lt;br /&gt;Here&lt;br /&gt;Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't want it&lt;br /&gt;Again and again&lt;br /&gt;But you don't really mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You say you don't want it&lt;br /&gt;This circus we're in&lt;br /&gt;But you don't&lt;br /&gt;You don't really mean it you&lt;br /&gt;Don't really mean it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the Divine master plan is perfection&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next I'll give Judas a try&lt;br /&gt;Trusting my soul to the ice cream assassin&lt;br /&gt;Here&lt;br /&gt;Here&lt;br /&gt;Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't want it&lt;br /&gt;Again and again&lt;br /&gt;But you don't really mean it&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't want it&lt;br /&gt;This circus we're in&lt;br /&gt;But you don't you&lt;br /&gt;Don't really mean it you&lt;br /&gt;Don't really mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fates turn around in the overtime&lt;br /&gt;Ballerinas that have fins that you'll never find&lt;br /&gt;You thought that you were the bomb&lt;br /&gt;Yes well so did I&lt;br /&gt;Say you don't want it&lt;br /&gt;Say you don't want it&lt;br /&gt;Say you don't want it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fates turn around in the overtime&lt;br /&gt;Ballerinas that have fins that you'll never find&lt;br /&gt;You thought that you were the bomb&lt;br /&gt;Yes well so did I&lt;br /&gt;Say you don't want it&lt;br /&gt;Say you don't want it&lt;br /&gt;Say you don't want it&lt;br /&gt;Again and again&lt;br /&gt;But you don't really mean it&lt;br /&gt;Say you don't want it&lt;br /&gt;This circus we're in&lt;br /&gt;But you don't&lt;br /&gt;You don't really mean it&lt;br /&gt;You don't really mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's addicted to nicotine patches&lt;br /&gt;She's afraid of the light in the dark&lt;br /&gt;6.58 are you sure where my spark is&lt;br /&gt;Here&lt;br /&gt;Here&lt;br /&gt;Here</content>
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    <title>haha &amp;hearts;</title>
    <published>2005-10-20T23:37:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-20T23:37:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">YOU KNOW YOU'RE FROM NEW MILFORD WHEN...&lt;br /&gt;-You know the name of every person in your graduating class.&lt;br /&gt;-When you walk down the hall in NMHS, every 10th person is Turkish.&lt;br /&gt;-You know that "Turkish" really means Armenian or Syrian.&lt;br /&gt;-If there's no football game on Fridays, you go to Bergenfield or Dumont.&lt;br /&gt;-You know that the "Twin Boro" is really a newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;-You know at least 5 classmates who work at ShopRite.&lt;br /&gt;-You dont consider Main St. the main street in town. You consider &lt;br /&gt;River Rd. the main street.&lt;br /&gt;-You were actually excited when they opened the Dunkin Donuts&lt;br /&gt;-You can probably name all the banks.&lt;br /&gt;-You've been in an argument about which school is better: Gibbs or Berkley.&lt;br /&gt;-If you went to Berkley, you still remember the song and how to spell it.&lt;br /&gt;-If you live on one side of town, you go to Krauszers. If you live on the other, you go to 7-11.&lt;br /&gt;-You still remember A&amp;P.&lt;br /&gt;-You consider Bergenfield and Hackensack "ghetto".&lt;br /&gt;-You're a part of a clique. &lt;br /&gt;-You've hung out at Dunkin Donuts or 7-11 for a night.&lt;br /&gt;-You HATE kids from River Edge.&lt;br /&gt;-You consider Roman's, Big Jims, or Soprano's going out to a nice restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;-You remember Floyd and know someone who's house was flooded by it.&lt;br /&gt;-You know the difference between the courts and Prospect.&lt;br /&gt;-You've never gotten lost in town.&lt;br /&gt;-You know that "the city" mean NYC.&lt;br /&gt;-You know how to get to the city.&lt;br /&gt;-You live by or in some sort of apartments.&lt;br /&gt;-There is a pizzeria, nail salon, and Chinese food place on almost ever corner.&lt;br /&gt;-You go to Burger King at least twice a week, even if you don't get anything to eat.</content>
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    <title>simplykristin @ 2005-10-15T09:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-14T14:06:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-15T13:17:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">post anything you would like, but post it anonymously.&lt;br /&gt;it can be a secret, an apology, a confession, a love, anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please post anonymously and honestly.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll respond truthfully, to what i think.</content>
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    <title>i wrote nine poems in twenty minutes.</title>
    <published>2005-09-23T03:11:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-23T03:11:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Butterfly in a jar.&lt;br /&gt;You might as well clip her wings,&lt;br /&gt;You’ve already taken what they provide her with.</content>
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    <title>Sylvia Plath - In Plaster</title>
    <published>2005-04-12T17:28:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-24T12:30:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall never get out of this!  There are two of me now:&lt;br /&gt;This new absolutely white person and the old yellow one,&lt;br /&gt;And the white person is certainly the superior one.&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't need food, she is one of the real saints.&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning I hated her, she had no personality --&lt;br /&gt;She lay in bed with me like a dead body&lt;br /&gt;And I was scared, because she was shaped just the way I was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only much whiter and unbreakable and with no complaints.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't sleep for a week, she was so cold.&lt;br /&gt;I blamed her for everything, but she didn't answer.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't understand her stupid behavior!&lt;br /&gt;When I hit her she held still, like a true pacifist.&lt;br /&gt;Then I realized what she wanted was for me to love her:&lt;br /&gt;She began to warm up, and I saw her advantages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without me, she wouldn't exist, so of course she was grateful.&lt;br /&gt;I gave her a soul, I bloomed out of her as a rose&lt;br /&gt;Blooms out of a vase of not very valuable porcelain,&lt;br /&gt;And it was I who attracted everybody's attention,&lt;br /&gt;Not her whiteness and beauty, as I had at first supposed.&lt;br /&gt;I patronized her a little, and she lapped it up --&lt;br /&gt;You could tell almost at once she had a slave mentality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mind her waiting on me, and she adored it.&lt;br /&gt;In the morning she woke me early, reflecting the sun&lt;br /&gt;From her amazingly white torso, and I couldn't help but notice&lt;br /&gt;Her tidiness and her calmness and her patience:&lt;br /&gt;She humored my weakness like the best of nurses,&lt;br /&gt;Holding my bones in place so they would mend properly.&lt;br /&gt;In time our relationship grew more intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stopped fitting me so closely and seemed offish.&lt;br /&gt;I felt her criticizing me in spite of herself,&lt;br /&gt;As if my habits offended her in some way.&lt;br /&gt;She let in the drafts and became more and more absent-minded.&lt;br /&gt;And my skin itched and flaked away in soft pieces&lt;br /&gt;Simply because she looked after me so badly.&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw what the trouble was:  she thought she was immortal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to leave me, she thought she was superior,&lt;br /&gt;And I'd been keeping her in the dark, and she was resentful --&lt;br /&gt;Wasting her days waiting on a half-corpse!&lt;br /&gt;And secretly she began to hope I'd die.&lt;br /&gt;Then she could cover my mouth and eyes, cover me entirely,&lt;br /&gt;And wear my painted face the way a mummy-case&lt;br /&gt;Wears the face of a pharaoh, though it's made of mud and water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't in any position to get rid of her.&lt;br /&gt;She'd supported me for so long I was quite limp --&lt;br /&gt;I had forgotten how to walk or sit,&lt;br /&gt;So I was careful not to upset her in any way&lt;br /&gt;Or brag ahead of time how I'd avenge myself.&lt;br /&gt;Living with her was like living with my own coffin:&lt;br /&gt;Yet I still depended on her, though I did it regretfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think we might make a go of it together --&lt;br /&gt;After all, it was a kind of marriage, being so close.&lt;br /&gt;Now I see it must be one or the other of us.&lt;br /&gt;She may be a saint, and I may be ugly and hairy,&lt;br /&gt;But she'll soon find out that that doesn't matter a bit.&lt;br /&gt;I'm collecting my strength; one day I shall manage without her,&lt;br /&gt;And she'll perish with emptiness then, and begin to miss me.</content>
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    <title>BRAVE NEW WORLD.</title>
    <published>2005-01-23T00:04:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-23T00:06:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But I don't want comfort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want &lt;s&gt;God&lt;/s&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;I want &lt;b&gt;poetry&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;I want real danger, &lt;br /&gt;I want freedom, &lt;br /&gt;I want goodness. &lt;br /&gt;I want sin."</content>
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