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  <title>Why are you reading this?</title>
  <subtitle>(No, really, I want to know.)</subtitle>
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    <title>Band trip sucked!!!!!!!!!</title>
    <published>2038-01-19T03:14:07Z</published>
    <updated>2038-01-19T03:14:07Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I got back from the band trip at 5:30 this morning, after we had driven all night. It wasn't that great. One of the girls I was walking with would say she wanted to ride something and then she would chicken out when we got to the line and no one else but me would want to ride the ride so&amp;nbsp;I couldn't ride anything.&amp;nbsp;I was asleep on the bus, and when I woke up I had starburst wrappers all over me along with some&amp;nbsp;change, so I need to kill some extra people when I kill that cheerleader to get her uniform ( Hey Lita, when is Milo gonna save me?!?!?!?).&amp;nbsp;In other news, Danny came back to were I was sitting on the bus before we left last night. He was leaning over my row of seats talking to me and other people I was sitting with. We were talking about the CRAZY girl who wouldn't ride anything (Kasey) and&amp;nbsp;I was looking up at him to hear what he was saying. My allergies were acting up so I couldn't hear or breath through my nose (so my mouth was wide open) and then Danny spit while he was talking. It wouldn't have been so bad if I had just gotten sprayed, but noooooooooo, the spit had to get in my mouth. Then I start freaking out saying " he spit in my mouth he spit in my mouth!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ( all this is said with my tongue hanging out of my mouth so that I don't swallow it ). Then he grabbed my hat (which made my head tilt back ) and he spit again. No one had any toothpaste or mouthwash&amp;nbsp;in their carry-on bags, so I&amp;nbsp;had to sit there with his spit in my mouth ( I swearrrrrr, I thought that I felt diseases forming in my mouth). Then he gave me a dollar for getting on the good side of the girl he says he's in love with, so you can imagine what the people sitting on the bus thought. Then when we stopped to get some food,&amp;nbsp;the girl I was sitting with ( Sarah )&amp;nbsp;told everyone we talked to that Danny spit in my mouth.&amp;nbsp;I am afraid to go back to school on monday and see how many people know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother might be coming home on monday ( he is my user pic ) so at least monday won't be so bad. I think that I might be coming down to Forida again. If I remember correctly we should come down there soon ( I'll have to check). Only 4 weeks of school left and band camp starts at the beginning of may ( great, as if I don't spend enough time with Danny and Stephen already).&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sending some pictures down there soon ( hopefully I'll be able to hand deliver them). I need to go and pass out, I still don't feel my feet so I need to pass out. Bye for now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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