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  <title>Elizabeth Ann VanderHeyden</title>
  <subtitle>Elizabeth Ann VanderHeyden</subtitle>
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    <name>Elizabeth Ann VanderHeyden</name>
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  <updated>2009-06-08T15:52:56Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bvanderheyden:100829</id>
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    <title>Stupid.</title>
    <published>2009-06-08T15:52:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-08T15:52:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I&amp;nbsp;am a happy, happy girl.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bvanderheyden:96988</id>
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    <title>But for real?</title>
    <published>2009-04-07T03:24:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-07T03:26:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">2009 is kicking my ass so far. I&amp;nbsp;can practically feel my skin toughening and see&amp;nbsp;that wall building itself right back up. Wonderful.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bvanderheyden:95912</id>
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    <title>Rock and roll ain't noise pollution.</title>
    <published>2009-03-27T20:36:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-28T01:41:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i492.photobucket.com/albums/rr285/bvanderheyden/n1600080385_30196254_6429707.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i492.photobucket.com/albums/rr285/bvanderheyden/n1600080385_30196257_940590.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd write something, but everything I&amp;nbsp;have to say sounds way too melodramatic to be written underneath these pictures. But yes, other than feeling like I lack real substance in my life a lot of the time, I am doing pretty well.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bvanderheyden:94750</id>
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    <title>Since when</title>
    <published>2009-03-12T20:01:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-12T23:20:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Is it okay for anyone to&amp;nbsp;add their two cents? If I don't ask for your advice/input, I&amp;nbsp;don't want it. &lt;br /&gt;If you can only be an asshole to me, I will be a bitch to you. Stop mocking me and maybe we can start having normal conversations again.</content>
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    <title>I'll give this one more try</title>
    <published>2009-03-09T21:17:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-09T21:17:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i492.photobucket.com/albums/rr285/bvanderheyden/illgivethisonemoretry.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bvanderheyden:94164</id>
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    <title>Photo blog</title>
    <published>2009-03-03T22:57:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-03T23:02:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. a picture of you in your room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/107/l_269dffeef1457aa6af019c4a19a409d3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. a picture with someone you don't actually like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-g.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v271/181/60/1600080138/n1600080138_30123894_30.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. a picture of you very drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/29/l_a4453e561a8e4b97ae7cbd768554bdd5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. a picture of you on your birthday, or your favourite holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_f97aa6b54558b6cc5717283878704d09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. the youngest picture you can find of yourself in digital form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v62/123/82/4942694/n4942694_34882542_2928.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. a picture of you in your favourite clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v334/181/60/1600080138/n1600080138_30131343_8935.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;really liked this dress before it lost all its shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. a picture of you making a goofy face at the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i492.photobucket.com/albums/rr285/bvanderheyden/193813.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. a picture you miiight have edited to make yourself more attractive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i492.photobucket.com/albums/rr285/bvanderheyden/bella.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. a picture of a night you regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/24/l_e00a7fbcfae6447892b52b363f21fd03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never puked so much from drinking in one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. a picture of you truly being yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2177/224/95/589893981/n589893981_1985945_2491.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. the most recent picture of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i492.photobucket.com/albums/rr285/bvanderheyden/194034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. a picture of you being absolutely ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2120/167/91/1594530005/n1594530005_30482230_3714.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. a picture of you showing off a new haircut/colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i492.photobucket.com/albums/rr285/bvanderheyden/161708.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. a picture of a time in your life that is over, but you wish wasn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-e.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v46/181/60/1600080138/n1600080138_30004396_5174.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half sad it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. a picture of a time in your life that is over, and you couldn't be more thankful that it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v48/123/82/4942694/n4942694_34180100_1298.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school poms...doesn't even matter when this picture is from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. a picture of you when you were anything but happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i492.photobucket.com/albums/rr285/bvanderheyden/IMG_5395.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;went to the doctor the day after and found out I&amp;nbsp;had pneumonia. What a&amp;nbsp;miserable night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. a picture of you that you had no idea was being taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2171/28/4/26704535/n26704535_38715747_4696.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. a picture of you when you were a different person than you are now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i492.photobucket.com/albums/rr285/bvanderheyden/IMG_0376.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. a picture of you with someone you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v321/47/107/1600080346/n1600080346_30135886_9539.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v260/229/102/700315152/n700315152_3362992_5200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. a picture of how you'd like the world to see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-e.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v46/181/60/1600080138/n1600080138_30004388_2610.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. a picture that describes how you'd like to spend every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v81/181/60/1600080138/n1600080138_30035515_5138.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. a picture of a time when everything was changing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v50/181/60/1600080138/n1600080138_30009528_9898.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. a picture that makes your heart hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-h.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v317/181/60/1600080138/n1600080138_30129911_9815.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. a picture that makes your heart smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i492.photobucket.com/albums/rr285/bvanderheyden/n26704535_37137785_8997.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i492.photobucket.com/albums/rr285/bvanderheyden/IMG_6968.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. a picture of one of the best days/nights of your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v56/181/60/1600080138/n1600080138_30016448_5191.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v157/181/60/1600080138/n1600080138_30075456_5261.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/11/l_d2f8cd3a8070497f40b8ec4d16fc9907.jpg" /&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;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Today's mood summed up in one picture.</title>
    <published>2009-02-18T03:35:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-18T03:35:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i492.photobucket.com/albums/rr285/bvanderheyden/162642.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>"Hope over fear"</title>
    <published>2009-01-20T17:49:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-20T17:49:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am officially not ashamed to be American anymore. We have a black president. Don't let&amp;nbsp;us down, Obama.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i492.photobucket.com/albums/rr285/bvanderheyden/obamaellen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bvanderheyden:88225</id>
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    <title>Please</title>
    <published>2009-01-16T17:13:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-16T17:15:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tell me that Memphis really isn't the shithole of America, because that's all I've heard about it. I'm driving there with&amp;nbsp;Gwyn in March for So You Think You Can Dance auditions. Having&amp;nbsp;the biggest&amp;nbsp;cheapskate ever&amp;nbsp;as a sister&amp;nbsp;kind of&amp;nbsp;sucks sometimes.</content>
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    <title>God damn it</title>
    <published>2008-12-29T01:30:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-29T01:32:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just don't talk to me.</content>
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    <title>YES</title>
    <published>2008-12-26T03:07:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-23T03:55:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="zoom in" _extended="true"&gt;&lt;img alt="" name="imgl14406482" src="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14406482_00_b?$detailmain$" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They're even more beautiful in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably gained ten pounds from the last few days. It's not my fault that there's a plethora of cookies staring at me everytime I'm near the kitchen. But it's okay, I had a really good Christmas.</content>
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    <title>bvanderheyden @ 2008-12-14T15:50:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-14T21:57:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-14T23:05:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I&amp;nbsp;feel completely unprepared for final exams this week, but I can't help but be so distracted thinking about how good winter break is going to be. I&amp;nbsp;just need to pass these tests so I can wash my hands of this past semester. I've definitely learned the hard way why elders tell you not to skip class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, this is my ideal New Years Eve dress:&lt;a s_itt_ocupdate="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="borderThin" height="400" alt="" hspace="0" width="200" border="0" name="targetimage" src="http://us.st12.yimg.com/us.st.yimg.com/I/edressme_2033_93702452" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a s_itt_ocupdate="true"&gt;&lt;img class="borderThin" height="400" alt="" hspace="0" width="200" border="0" name="targetimage" src="http://us.st12.yimg.com/us.st.yimg.com/I/edressme_2033_93796406" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bidding on this dress right now, which I will probably lose:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.billiegoatvintage.com/vintageclothing/78vintage/adorablegoldpartydress_mod_indie_glam_holidaydress_cutevintageholidaydress7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Definitely made a hair appointment on the 31st, and definitely cannot wait until my savings account says $0. Yay!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>bvanderheyden @ 2008-11-28T11:34:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-28T17:34:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-28T17:34:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">WHY WON'T ANYONE FUCKING HIRE ME??? I am not thankful for this economy.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bvanderheyden:78194</id>
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    <title>bvanderheyden @ 2008-11-05T17:26:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-05T23:35:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-05T23:35:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;A. Like lots of people already said, I'm so so proud of America today. I&amp;nbsp;never thought I would EVER bring myself to say that, but I really&amp;nbsp;am for the first time ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. I think I'm going to&amp;nbsp;do a 180&amp;nbsp;and major in marketing instead of sociology or social work. I'm going for something a little less abstract. I'm good at being heartless when I need to be, and not the other way around. I'm going to drop out&amp;nbsp;when I'm asked to&amp;nbsp;backup dance&amp;nbsp;for Britney Spears, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. My boyfriend leaves in less than a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i492.photobucket.com/albums/rr285/bvanderheyden/seaside.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>bvanderheyden @ 2008-11-04T17:35:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-04T23:48:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-05T01:02:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Good news: I had an amazing, amazing, amazing weekend in Chicago. Doing not much else besides dancing was really humbling. But&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;of course now have these pretty&amp;nbsp;crazy dreams of being a dancer. Shit, I really should give it a try, especially next year when I actually audition instead of not doing so because my team is apathetic. I&amp;nbsp;went to school yesterday but all I did was daydream &amp;amp; wish I&amp;nbsp;was taking another class with Tony Testa. Haha. I forgot to set my alarm for today, so I&amp;nbsp;just didn't go at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news:&amp;nbsp;Let's talk about me getting&amp;nbsp;a little emotional over&amp;nbsp;some of the comments to Ashley's last entry. I never realized how frustrating it is to explain to someone of wealth why my mom is unemployed because of being injured on the job, or why my dad&amp;nbsp;is a fucking garbage man even though he went to college. Yeah, that's right, my dad who went to school for business now takes your trash to the dump because of the shit opportunity out there. It's frightening, really. I'd like to think it's because he's just lazy, and maybe it is. But the point is that I have not heard John McCain mention the middle-class once, while I&amp;nbsp;feel like&amp;nbsp;Barack Obama has actually been in a similar situation. I'm sick of my family struggling and I'm sick of my friends' families struggling because of the greedy motherfuckers running this country. Time for some change, plz.</content>
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    <title>bvanderheyden @ 2008-10-21T14:53:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-21T19:56:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-21T19:56:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to do &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;so little time. Rephrasing: So much to do &amp;amp; so little motivation to get off&amp;nbsp;my ass.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outpost hasn't called me yet. Fuck. Oh, and I've pretty much decided to stop going to the cafe until they call me asking me where I am... that is, whenever it is they decide to schedule me to work again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm going to go lock myself in my room and study for my history midterm tomorrow until it's time to go see So You Think You Can Dance live.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>bvanderheyden @ 2008-10-09T14:18:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-09T19:19:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-09T19:19:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i492.photobucket.com/albums/rr285/bvanderheyden/miserable.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>bvanderheyden @ 2008-09-23T19:05:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-24T00:11:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-24T00:11:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="5" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>bvanderheyden @ 2008-09-14T19:52:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-15T00:56:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-15T02:20:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I&amp;nbsp;am on the top of the world right now. Me? On a professional hip hop team? No way! Yeah way! Ah! Me on America's Best Dance Crew??????????? Maybe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing my mom happened to see that flyer in the bookstore. Today has completely made up my&amp;nbsp;mind about if things happen for a reason or not. What the fuck. Goodbye life; hello Monkey Wrenched.</content>
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    <title>Hmm..</title>
    <published>2008-09-02T20:33:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-02T20:33:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img alt="" src="http://i492.photobucket.com/albums/rr285/bvanderheyden/hyperformanceauditions.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe?</content>
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    <title>We walk around this town like we own the streets</title>
    <published>2008-09-01T22:57:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-01T23:12:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;quot;And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees--just as things grow in fast movies--I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left"&gt;For once in my life, a summer has left me speechless. Thinking about the past three months takes my breath away. All I can say is thank you to the people in my life, new or old, that helped make summer 2008 epic.&amp;nbsp;I will never forget it.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>bvanderheyden @ 2008-08-25T17:47:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-25T22:49:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-25T22:53:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Be Still My Heart" by The Postal Service :)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sup wonderful Saturday nights. The best thing about my job by far is that it's closed on Sundays.</content>
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    <title>bvanderheyden @ 2008-08-23T14:51:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-23T19:54:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-23T19:54:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm really terrified to start school. Why? 1. Even thinking about this amazing summer having to end. 2. I do not know campus at all. 3.&amp;nbsp;I have a feeling the classes are going to kick my ass.&amp;nbsp;4. 4,000+ students and I'm supposed to make friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>bvanderheyden @ 2008-08-17T13:27:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-17T18:34:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-17T18:34:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Boom was pretty fun, except for Sarah getting asked to leave. I'm so happy Hannah is home.&amp;nbsp;My boss talking to me &amp;amp; telling me that I basically wasn't doing enough was not fun, and just pissed me off if anything. It was pretty funny that my punishment was being taken off register&amp;nbsp;because running food is a lot easier &amp;amp; a little more enjoyable. Shit, being the cashier just does favors. Sorry. Last night was fun, too. It's good to know I don't have to get stupid drunk to dance &amp;amp; have a good time.</content>
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    <title>bvanderheyden @ 2008-08-14T10:31:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-14T15:33:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-04T02:22:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Some pretty wet kickball &amp;amp; reconnecting over Comet a half hour before it closes.</content>
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