<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?>
<!-- If you are running a bot please visit this policy page outlining rules you must respect. http://www.livejournal.com/bots/ -->
<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:lj="http://www.livejournal.com">
  <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks</id>
  <title>Chinese Food and Chocolate Milk</title>
  <subtitle>Kylie</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Kylie</name>
  </author>
  <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/"/>
  <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom"/>
  <updated>2008-02-17T04:54:52Z</updated>
  <lj:journal userid="4439454" username="rabidskunks" type="personal"/>
  <link rel="service.feed" type="application/x.atom+xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom" title="Chinese Food and Chocolate Milk"/>
  <link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/"/>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:12684</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/12684.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=12684"/>
    <title>wow</title>
    <published>2008-02-17T04:54:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-17T04:54:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I can't believe how long it had been since I have actually been on this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:12436</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/12436.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=12436"/>
    <title>rabidskunks @ 2005-10-22T00:26:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-22T05:34:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-22T05:34:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Whenever I am at my dads I am always freezing my ass off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad forgot who I was...He actually woke up and said"And you are?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took him 5 minutes to remember my name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy named Ryan is stalking me. He is looking through my windows and stalking me.It is awkward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I am going to Indiana with my dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I forgot, I turned 13 the 28th of September. So that was like a month ago right? &lt;br /&gt;I love getting hit in the back of the head with a french horn, It really makes my day. &lt;br /&gt;Ooh and I got my hair cut. It is also kinda blond. &lt;br /&gt;I raked leaves. What is there to do in this house. I'm bored.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:12085</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/12085.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=12085"/>
    <title>rabidskunks @ 2005-10-01T12:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-01T17:55:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-01T17:55:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's so cold here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing else has been happening &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands are so cold they hurt.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another book report to do too. It really sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when you get pelted with rocks? &lt;br /&gt;Why does it hurt so much? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 29th was backwards Halloween. I went around with David, Sydney, and Kayla giving out candy instead of taking it. I was a Fireman! It was actually fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this girl at my school, her name is Keisha. She is insane. There was a bird that was barley living, and she put it in her clarinet case. At the end of school she took the bird out and it was still living. The bird was breathing and everything. Kisha then buried the bird alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me sick.I miss Florida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want mac&amp;cheese</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:11703</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/11703.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=11703"/>
    <title>Casual fights and water</title>
    <published>2005-05-05T00:20:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-05T00:20:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Everything has been a mess. I don't even know where to start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was playing tennis and Morgan and I won 5 games. I walk into the locker room to get changed and me shirt is half off when Lauren screams "Kylie, don't change". I look at her and then behind me and see a guy looking at me trying to fix the air conditioner. Just my luck right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In social studies we had a hamster. He "ran away" a few weeks ago and in Mr.Fishers room it smells really bad. This is the note Chloe wrote to me in science about what happened. &lt;br /&gt;"Chelsea could smell it really bad where the drawers are so she opened them and could not find anything so she closed it and the hamster was stuck to the bottom of the drawer and it fell out. It was this furry thing with green flesh and a huge hole where the head is suppose to be with maggots crawling out. Hanifin threw up when he saw it. Me and Chelsea screamed." I feel bad for Alex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In band i fell asleep on the floor while everyone was suppose to be watching a movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science is horrible. The teacher Dr.A moved everyones seats so we are all miserable. He made sure to move Chelsea, Chloe, and I for away from each other.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago I got in a water fight with Chloe and Mason. It was funny. That was the only good thing that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Stephanie Vergo Kicked me in the shin and then said that her foot hurt and it was all my fault. Does that make any sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James is very mean. Him and Alex got into a fight and James SLAPPED Alex across the face. His face was all red and puffy. He moved to our table. I can not believe James would do that though.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:11333</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/11333.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=11333"/>
    <title>People</title>
    <published>2005-04-27T23:01:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-27T23:01:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">In 1st period Chloe was walking in front of me and she was not looking where she was going and ran into the door. She was crying and it was really sad. So to make her stop crying I ran into the door too. It really did hurt though. She laughed and she stopped crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody pushed me down at school and I fell in a puddle. I was really wet, and muddy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can anyone brake their clavicle falling off a skateboard? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed is very mean. He dyed his hair red and he looks like a leprechaun.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:10819</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/10819.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=10819"/>
    <title>rabidskunks @ 2005-04-17T17:54:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-17T21:56:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-17T21:56:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am deathly bored.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:10679</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/10679.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=10679"/>
    <title>rabidskunks @ 2005-04-11T18:16:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-11T22:17:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-11T22:17:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Distillers-Die on a Rope</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have a test on Friday in science, I think its pages 68b,69,and 70-79. It is going to be really hard because I never study and that is the only test that we have left till the end of the year, if you don't count pop- &lt;br /&gt;quizzes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 48 more days until Beth and I move....:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex Hanifan is mean.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:10482</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/10482.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=10482"/>
    <title>Easter</title>
    <published>2005-03-27T12:02:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-27T12:02:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't like Easter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still sick and I don't know when I will get better. IT NEVER ENDS!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Bethany got home from being with everyone a few nights ago, she was so happy! It was like a 6year old just after Christmas. She wouldn't stop talking about the shopping carts, food, and everything at once.:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My foot is itchy.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:10148</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/10148.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=10148"/>
    <title>boredom sucks</title>
    <published>2005-03-19T16:08:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-19T16:08:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am soo bored. It really sucks. So much has been happening lately.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is already counting down the days  untill we move, or should I say my mom and I move. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth, my mom, and myself went to Wall Mart a few days ago. There was a  person in the frozen food section looks at meat in a bag I think. She started talking to her husband and well Bethany and I being right next to here listend. The Lady who is talking to her husband says "These don't feel like babies" and she was looking at meat in a bag. So then Beth, my mom, a myself just ran off. It was very funny. That completely made my day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan brought peanut butter and a spoon for me on Friday. I was so happy. MMMMM Peanut buttery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my dad how I feel. It was really wierd. He still doesn't understand why I am afriad of him. Why wouldn't he though? He was so mean in the past. Then I told him how I didn't feel comfortable about him dating a different girl and her staying the night while I am there, and only god knows what they are doing in that bedroom AND IT WAS PINK!!! A few weeks ago I found a dildo under my dads bed.EEEWWWW. Is his girlfriends using it or is he using is? I personally think it's the second one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is SOOO SICK.EEEWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still sick and I fel really bad.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:9750</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/9750.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=9750"/>
    <title>rabidskunks @ 2005-02-27T16:34:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-27T21:35:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-27T21:35:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Popcorn, cookies, and tacos are the best mix of all!!!!</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:9626</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/9626.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=9626"/>
    <title>rabidskunks @ 2005-02-25T19:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-26T00:52:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-26T00:52:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tomorrow I am going to spend the night at my frined Chloes house and watch horror movies all night and eat old popcorn. YAY for popcorn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week im going to Universal with Chloe and Chelsea. Its going to be very fun. Alot of spilled drinks and spending money on stuff that looks really stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I walked in the rain and sang. I had a lot of fun too. My hair is still wet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ihave been sick on and off. I dont know why though. All my friends and I (look at that grammer) have been sick too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I stayed home and slept all day. I woke up, had breakfast, went back to sleep. Woke up had lunch, went back to sleep. Woke up had dinner, popped Finding Nemo in and went to sleep. Crying fish wanting their fathers makes me sleepy.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:9415</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/9415.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=9415"/>
    <title>rabidskunks @ 2005-02-20T15:29:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-20T20:30:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-21T17:37:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INDIANA JONES MARATHON!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spelled indiana wrong before,....Im amused!!:)</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:9182</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/9182.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=9182"/>
    <title>rabidskunks @ 2005-02-17T19:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-18T00:49:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-18T00:49:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I tripped on school a few days ago and my knee is all blue and purple. It looks really kool. It kinda jurts though. I have been really busy latly because all my teachers seem to pile on the work. I gave up though so now i guess answers when im rushed. I think i have arthomework due tomorrow but i lost the page where it said that. Oh well. Im not that mad at all, actually im not mad even the tiny bit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really bored though.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:8733</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/8733.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=8733"/>
    <title>rabidskunks @ 2005-02-15T07:39:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-15T12:40:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-15T12:40:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Bethany redid my layout, It's really cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou bethany way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick agian,...it really sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad killed my dog,...I really hate him extremely.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:8492</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/8492.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=8492"/>
    <title>sick</title>
    <published>2005-02-01T17:12:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-01T17:12:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm really sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no school yay.!!!</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:8252</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/8252.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=8252"/>
    <title>rabidskunks @ 2005-01-29T11:38:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-29T16:50:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-29T16:50:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm really bored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been really tired these past couple of days so I wanted to sleep in. I woke up to my mom's boyfriend calling the house at 7 in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;"Hey Kylie is your mom home?" &lt;br /&gt;"She went to work at 6 this morning." &lt;br /&gt;"oh..well so I'll just call her on her cell then." &lt;br /&gt;He just hung up after that without saying sorry. He didn't have to but I have been up ever since.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing has happened lately. It's been so boring lately like a nursing home, except I do not have people caring for me all day, and I do not get naps all the time. That sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Beth has finally gotten better!! So she is all happy and walking around the house. Truth be told, It's kinda scary. She has not been this happy for a long time. But I'm happy for her too.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:8130</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/8130.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=8130"/>
    <title>rabidskunks @ 2005-01-23T18:26:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-23T23:28:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-23T23:28:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Beth doesn't feel good. :(   i wish she would feel better.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:7744</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/7744.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=7744"/>
    <title>rabidskunks @ 2005-01-21T17:50:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-21T22:56:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-21T22:56:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My head has goine blank and i cant even remember what i had for breakfast. That is sad isnt it? Maybe aliens has cleared me mind like in the movie "forgotten". YAY</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:7578</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/7578.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=7578"/>
    <title>Not Happy</title>
    <published>2005-01-21T00:50:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-21T00:50:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This last week has really sucked. Well anyway, I just found out that my mom is going away on Tuesday to see her lover(darren), she's comming back on thursday but still, that means i have to spend it with my father. Well school is nothing better, I guess we have this big test in Febuary, but i dont have any idea what to do about it so thats normal. My art teacher has it out for me....YAY. My mom has been crying on the phone to Darren saying how she hates her life. So I am probably moving even sooner than the end of the year. It really sucks. Beth is probably going to stay here with Joe so I'm going to go to Chicago by myself. The thing is it really sucks for me but im happy because beth gets to stay here with her boyfriend. The good thing for me is.....well mothing so if anyone thinks of a good thing tell me.  :(   Thats really sad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris was jumping up and down on chelsea's guitar cas with the guitar inside. He is so stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominic and I have decided to have a cripple race with Bailey and Cindy. Im betting on Cindy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm alfull.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:7207</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/7207.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=7207"/>
    <title>dinner sucks</title>
    <published>2005-01-11T01:13:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-11T01:13:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well right now at dinner i was sitting on the couch and we all finished. so beth. joe, me , and my mom are all watching t.v then my mom says throw the blanket so my sister does and it doesnt quite make it so it lands on the table. my mom burst out yelling shit and other pirate words and yells pick up this shit and yadda yadda. nothing was spilled and noone got hurt and nothing was ruined, but she made such a big deal about nothing and yelled and stuff. she isnt quite pleasnt right now.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:7048</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/7048.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=7048"/>
    <title>rabidskunks @ 2005-01-10T18:42:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-10T23:47:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-10T23:47:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i told my mom how i feel and she hasnt talked to me. When me and beth were talking to my mother she kept trying to make us feel guilty. she kept trying to maake beth feel bad so i kept sticking up for her. it was like she was trying to poke on us unitll we explode.....BOOOM. right now she is talking on the phone. i really havent talked tu her in like a month. at least oh well no one really cares</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:6755</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/6755.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=6755"/>
    <title>this week</title>
    <published>2005-01-04T15:38:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-04T15:38:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yay beth is comming home today.i really cant wait to see her. joey is comming with to pick her up and befor that my mom and me are going to breakfast, because  george and working today as a waiter and it would be funny just to see him ask what i want to have for breakfast. anyway i cant wait to see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this is great, school starts tomorrow and i really dont want to go back. i like the break.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:6603</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/6603.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=6603"/>
    <title>2004</title>
    <published>2005-01-03T02:29:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-03T02:29:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have figured out that 2004 really stunk. I seriously can not think of one good thing that happened. One reason is that on the new year my dad drinks so much and he always smells like beer and is always drunk. People get so excited to start a new year but what is there to be happy about, another year of hell? more fights? death? counting the days that we have until the earth explodes?</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:6382</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/6382.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=6382"/>
    <title>hair</title>
    <published>2004-12-31T02:54:14Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-31T02:54:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well today i wanted to change so i died my hair! :) well its has streaks. the color of the streaks are like a orangish, copporish color, its look cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPRISE</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rabidskunks:6014</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/6014.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://rabidskunks.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=6014"/>
    <title>my sister</title>
    <published>2004-12-28T20:43:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-28T20:43:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">even though beth is gone i already miss her. my mom just told me that when my sister got there to the chicago airport she waited the for 45 minutes for her dad. well i guess she called him and he wasnt picking up so my mom called him(this is at like 2 in the morning) so my mom called him and my mom askes really nicely, where are you bethany is really worried because she cant find you and she has been waiting at the airport for at least 45 minutes.and then hes all like, im where im alwayys at, at the baggage claim, well he said that really mean and he is all like mumbling in anger. so my moms like which baggage claim are you at, there all like alot, and just to say my mom is being really nice because she doesnt want to get into this with bethany's stupid dad. so then bethanys stupid says really mean, does she haz a stupid pink thing on the side of her head and a stupid black sweatshirt and my mom agrees nicely again, yes, so then hes says really meanly and snotty, oh great this is just what i need. I really hate how bethany is so sweat and she has a dumbass for a dad.</content>
  </entry>
</feed>
