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  <title>Can I climb all over you like a jungle gym?</title>
  <subtitle>Can I jump on your bed and wrap my legs around you?</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Rachel</name>
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  <updated>2007-11-08T07:30:03Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cravingthis:14454</id>
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    <title>Day in the Life</title>
    <published>2007-11-08T07:30:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-08T07:30:03Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">This is a day in my life, Wednesday, November 7, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img210.imageshack.us/img210/3918/35266635zf7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up naturally, which I don't often do.  That's Whitey Bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img213.imageshack.us/img213/6350/11247170uq4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at my watch.  It's not even 6 am.  Eek!  I get up anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img113.imageshack.us/img113/7749/15802265cd8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do some internetting.  Instead of a CB shot, here's my website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img120.imageshack.us/img120/3209/53672171fm6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast.  Yogurt (which tasted nasty), fat free 100 calorie muffin, and lots of medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/5349/30734863ks1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 spiders in the bathroom, so I freak out.  By the time I finish freaking out, I can only find one spider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/9376/49317244eu9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me post-shower.  I listened to (and sang) Christina Millian in the shower today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img146.imageshack.us/img146/6859/12921274dd9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brush teeth, hair &amp; make-up.  I look slightly presentable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img165.imageshack.us/img165/60/92586704rp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/381/12546384ed2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decide not to take pictures during class, so this is a picture of my pretty purple notebook and folder from Economics &amp; Government.  We had a debate on drug laws and I learned that it's easier for teens to get pot than alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img210.imageshack.us/img210/4569/10rx0.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English class.  This is a poster that I had to make.  It's one of those "present your life on a poster" things.  No, I'm not in 5th grade.  And yes, there is Rent-related stuff on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img213.imageshack.us/img213/1134/11qb6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The common application.  Lots of good, clean fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img113.imageshack.us/img113/5076/12tu8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go home and take off my incredible but painful boots.  Those things aint made for walkin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img120.imageshack.us/img120/1975/13xt9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch &lt;i&gt;The View&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/1269/14sy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I watch &lt;i&gt;The View&lt;/i&gt;, I work on my knitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/2791/15fg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunchtime!  I have a Lean Cuisine (which tasted kind of nasty), a hard boiled egg white (I don't eat the yolk), and Light Lemonade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img146.imageshack.us/img146/4336/16al4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I eat lunch, I watch Tila Tequila!!  (I love that show!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img165.imageshack.us/img165/5034/17er9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I play with my kitty.  She's sooo purrty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/9939/18ow8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I go to my treatment/therapy/rehab appointment.  I normally read Seventeen magazine in the waiting room, but I finished the November issue, so I brought CosmoGirl and read about racism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img210.imageshack.us/img210/1840/19vz6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I develop a really bad headache, so I go to the doctor to make sure I'm not dying.  I didn't take a picture of the doctor, but here's the scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img213.imageshack.us/img213/1276/20qg5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sad because I'm in a lot of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn that I had a migraine, which I don't think I've ever had before.  Next, I went to the grocery store to buy fruit and saw my ex's dad (I don't have a picture of this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img113.imageshack.us/img113/2687/21df5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Chinese take-out for dinner.  Chicken and broccoli.  YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img120.imageshack.us/img120/2786/22qc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, I watch &lt;i&gt;Dancing with the Stars&lt;/i&gt; online.  (I love ABC.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/2781/23yl7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before bed, I get my eardrops because I've had an ear infection for 4 weeks.  Ack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/9779/24mk6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to bed and it's only 8:30.  I'm seriously 5 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img146.imageshack.us/img146/3623/25ll8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Kitty pajamas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img165.imageshack.us/img165/4350/26oi8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitey and I go to sleep.  I apologize for looking disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cravingthis:9996</id>
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    <title>An entry?  What?</title>
    <published>2007-04-30T08:08:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-30T08:08:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's almost 4 am, and since I'm being all insomniatic (is that a word?), I thought I would update for the first time in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today (as in, after midnight, the 30th) is my 1 year Rent yartzeit, aka 1 year since I've seen Rent.  Wow, that was a while ago.  It feels weird.  I miss it sometimes, but then I think of how much progress I've made without it, so it's probably for the better.  When I see pics on myspace and facebook of people at Rent, I feel a bit left out.  I don't know all these new people who see the show, although I've talked to some through the forums.  I still post on CB (I had my username changed so I don't seem so fangirly anymore), and I occasionally read Antonique's board.  I honestly don't know who's in the show, who sees the show, and what that life is like now.  I feel bad for how I acted towards other people when I went to the Neder religiously, but I don't regret it.  I've learned a lot from it.  I do miss seeing the friends I've made, though.  I haven't gotten back to the city yet.  I'm getting there, but this whole "getting better" is a process.  I'm up and moving around and going to school every day, so I'm thankful for that and proud of myself.  I think it's a pretty big accomplishment from not leaving the house at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year's almost over, and next year I'm going to be a senior.  I still don't know what school I'll be at next year (actually, it's been pretty much decided, but I'm not saying anything).  Ardsley has been, well, an experience.  As soon as I arrived, rumors and shit from 8th grade started to resurface.  I hope it's died down by now.  I haven't really been able to make new friends- probably because I'm not in any clubs or anything (I'm in treatment every day, so I can't).  The actual academic work is pretty easy, so that takes some stress out of my life.  Back to the whole almost being a senior thing- I'm freaked out about being a senior.  The people a year above me, some who are only a couple months older than me, are graduating.  I take the SATs on Saturday, and I'm supposed to be looking at colleges (which I haven't).  It's been suggested that I take a year off after high school before college, but I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a whole, my life is pretty good- a lot better than it was a couple of months ago.  In the past year I've been to 5 different schools (Masters, home tutoring, hospital, boarding school, and Ardsley) and worked with 8 different therapist-type people (my psychiatrist, 2 psychologists at Ardsley, a social worker and psychiatrist at Grove, a social worker and psychiatrist at the hospital, and a behavior therapist).  I don't do much for fun or hang out with friends, but I live my life, which I'm proud of.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cravingthis:9920</id>
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    <title>Olivia's Photo Game</title>
    <published>2007-02-06T16:44:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-06T16:44:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>random YouTube videos</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Take pictures of what's in front of, behind, to the left, to the right, above and below you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Front:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img242.imageshack.us/img242/2821/frontrr1.jpg"&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compulsive Bowlers on the computer screen.  More specifically, Rick's icon.  I can watch that thing all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y175/sprnplr/ball.gif"&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addicting, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Behind:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;img src="http://img242.imageshack.us/img242/748/behindus7.jpg"&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Television and bookcase, and the couch is the white thing on the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Left:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;img src="http://img185.imageshack.us/img185/1896/leftzv8.jpg"&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside.  Snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Right:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;img src="http://img242.imageshack.us/img242/3198/rightdh2.jpg"&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano.  And the &lt;em&gt;Kiss Me Kate &lt;/em&gt;score that I'm so obviously rehearsing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;img src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/706/aboverv5.jpg"&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beneath:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;img src="http://img242.imageshack.us/img242/8365/beneathqx3.jpg"&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Hello, Kitty pajama bottoms.  Yes, it's almost noon on a Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kitty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;img src="http://img412.imageshack.us/img412/5004/kittykv8.jpg"&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's not in my field of vision, but aint she a cutie?</content>
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    <title>Friends Only</title>
    <published>2006-09-26T00:36:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-26T20:24:01Z</updated>
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