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  <title>Pepe Shalamar</title>
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    <name>Pepe Shalamar</name>
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  <updated>2008-02-10T18:13:03Z</updated>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2008-02-10T13:06:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-10T18:13:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-10T18:13:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I only applied to one college, USF.&lt;br /&gt;I had spent two years out of my acting so I wasn't really feeling solid in any future decisions. &lt;br /&gt;I kind of had a wanting to be a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;But the extra school and the cost of it all kind of makes me not want to.&lt;br /&gt;I applied to USF because well I don't really know why.&lt;br /&gt;But they let me in, which was neat.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was going to live on campus and have a hoot of a good time.&lt;br /&gt;Instead I commute and I made crappy friends.&lt;br /&gt;Jade is my little sunshine at the school.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm going nowhere here.&lt;br /&gt;I have three years left to decide what I want to do with the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I love theatre, but USF doesn't have an improv troupe.&lt;br /&gt;FGCU dose.&lt;br /&gt;FGCU also has my amazingly good friend Emily.&lt;br /&gt;And a bunch of other people from my schools.&lt;br /&gt;It's smaller.&lt;br /&gt;Further away.&lt;br /&gt;Housing costs WAY less there than at USF.&lt;br /&gt;For spring break I'm going up to North Carolina with Sophia.&lt;br /&gt;Then to Ft. Meyers to visit Emily at school.&lt;br /&gt;If I like it a whole lot, then I'm going to put in my transfer application.&lt;br /&gt;If I don't...well..I don't really have a plan for what happens if I don't like it.</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2008-02-02T11:58:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-02T16:58:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-02T16:58:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Another weird one. I died. But let's take it back a few, shall we? I started out with various friends and I was in Shelley's acting class. We were going to the top of a (small) mountain to listen to silence and spend the week there to, I don't know, understand nature or something. We wander around for a while. I go back to the valley/town where people are getting high. Lame. Then I walk through a bramble patch, one gets me in the eye (ow, much?) I go home and know that I am dieing. I have a different family and they all bring me cheeseburgers. I hear Heath Ledger talking about how he died (he fell down some stairs and broke his neck) and then I just slip away. I wake up in the same world, but it's a little backwards. I know I'm dead. Turns out, dead people and the living co-exist on the same world, only we kind of ignore each other. The dead are more aware of the living and after a while the living start to looks like funky skeletons. The dead can interact with animals more than people but I was too busy wandering around. I saw my english teacher and was very happy. Then I was sad because he died. Then I thought, Well I'm dead...there are billions of other dead people with me, eating in restaurants, swimming, etc, so why be sad? I asked him how it happened to him and he was fixing something on his roof when he fell off. We wonder for a while. Then I see Noah Taylor (actor) and we talk for a while about being dead and I meander off again. I go to my house where I see a (dead) pirate captain trying to break in. He was just a silly old man. Someone's jet ski got loose and I played on that for a while. Then I went back to my english teacher and the phone woke me up.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Lame.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pepe_shalamar:8393</id>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-07-09T03:11:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-09T07:22:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-09T07:22:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://forum.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=messageboard.viewCategory&amp;type=friendForum&amp;friendID=185919263&amp;Mytoken=AB850D0A-3D64-46BA-B4CC4F2BA121B46F97159083"&gt;http://forum.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=messageboard.viewCategory&amp;type=friendForum&amp;friendID=185919263&amp;Mytoken=AB850D0A-3D64-46BA-B4CC4F2BA121B46F97159083&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's 3:11 in the morning. (That's a good band 3:11.) I was cruising around on the myspace and found the above website. I didn't really pay attention to what the page was about. I just jumped right to the disscusion board. I cliked on a topic something like: "from the parents point of view" and I read through most of the whole conversation. And A) I laughed a bit B) I was a little shocked. Shocked because these kids are 14-16 and having kids. Seriously? What the hell? I don't know their life story or whatever but c'mon man. I laughed a little bit, and maybe it was insensitive, but oh well. I live in America,I can laugh if I want to. These people are talking about how "Ohhh my baby saved my life and it was a blessing, etc etc," and if they are happy, well good for them I say! But, 15 years old and having a child? Hoe does that even happen? No thank you ma'am. Any woman can bring a kid into the world. I'd rather be the woman who went through school and became the doctor to find a cure for cancer or be the woman to be an amazing president to turn this country around. (Actually no thank you. I'm not a political fan.) I don't think I could stand having my life be soo...I dunno..provincial at that age. Having to grow up that fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't even know what I'm talking about anymore. I'm doing this experiment to see how long I can stay awake. I'm past the sleepy stage and into the wired twitchy stage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harumph.</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-07-02T20:03:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-03T00:09:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-03T00:09:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I went to Ocala.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Burger King.&lt;br /&gt;Went through the Drive through.&lt;br /&gt;And my friend who I've known since 6th grade and who I love so very very much was in the car infront of us. We screamed at each other then called one another on the phone and had lunch together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome. My timing is amazing. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need a job.&lt;br /&gt;I have applied at:&lt;br /&gt;Old Navy&lt;br /&gt;Beall's&lt;br /&gt;2 Beall's outlets&lt;br /&gt;T.J. Max&lt;br /&gt;Ross&lt;br /&gt;Bed Bath and Beyond&lt;br /&gt;Bath and Body Works&lt;br /&gt;Linins and Things&lt;br /&gt;Michaels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...about 5 other places I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;Someone hire me. Please?</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-06-28T22:45:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-29T02:49:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-29T02:49:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I took Ella Bella, my cat, to the vet today. She got herself fixed.&lt;br /&gt;Now she is sitting in her cage with her eyes closed and her tounge hanging out of her mouth. I laughed a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &amp;lt;3 old horror movies. Dracula, Frankenstien, The Wolf Man. Ugh. They are the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation for me at July 30-31. We have to spend the night on campus with the other students. I'm scurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who still needs a job? Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who's car got keyed for the second time? Sam's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who's going to smash in the SeaPines kid's faces? Sam is. They broke into my car, keyed it once, and now keyed it a second time. Theys all bitches yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harumph.</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-06-27T17:35:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-27T21:36:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-27T21:36:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_3497.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We grow sunflowerz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_3501.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia made this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_3502.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this for my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_3504.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagh, I messed up Jermaine's eye. Ah well.</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-06-25T22:14:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-26T02:22:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-26T02:22:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today I:&lt;br /&gt;-Cleaned the cat box&lt;br /&gt;-Vaccumed everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;-Mopped everywhere&lt;br /&gt;-Did all of the laundry.&lt;br /&gt;-Went to dinner at a little 50's diner with Emily.&lt;br /&gt;-Bought an ink and pen set at Michaels AKA The best store ever.&lt;br /&gt;-Bought a sketch book at Books A Million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The animals in the house are killing me. I sneeze everyday due to their furryness. &amp;gt;_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to mix two worlds and I don't know if I want to. I might bring Emily to Ocala. That'd be weird. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I applies at 7 places. I nnnnneeeeeedddd a job.</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-06-24T20:57:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-25T01:09:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-25T01:09:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Universal was fun. It was more fun with Sophia there.&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY saw the Beetlejuice Graveyard Rock Review show. Every time I went to Universal before, no one wanted to sit  and watch a show. They just wanted rides. Pfft. Not this time. I made Sophia watch it. The Wolfman and Dracula were crazy adorable. Fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would really like to live in Tampa with Jade. If I did that: A. I could see my brother a lot more at The Mellow Mushroom and B. I could audition for Howl-O-Scream. Buuuttt we aren't good with the money right now. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my Sophmore or Junior year, I want to spend a semester studying abroad at Middlesex University in London. That would be amazing. First I need a job. If onnnllyy Old Navy would call me back. Or anyone for that matter. It's hard to get experience when no one will hire you due to your lack of experience. Harumph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I sit on my bed watching a Schwarzenegger movie about the devil coming to New York at the end of the century on SciFi. I need to change the channel sometime in the next month but...I just can't. I love the tacky horror movies and that dammed Stargate SG-1. Ugh. I need a life. Or a job. A job would be super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just drank a can of orange pop and ate a lot of m&amp;ms and I'm going to barf. Blegh. G'night kids.</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-06-20T21:06:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-21T01:09:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-21T01:09:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's alive, aallliiiiveeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find a job.&lt;br /&gt;Need to call back Old Navy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation for USF July 30-31.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mail today Mark got this "1 free ticket and 1 half off ticket" to both Universal theme parks. Going with Sophia on July 2nd. Ya and hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-05-15T18:09:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-15T22:09:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-15T22:09:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">MY BIRTHDAY IS TOMORRROOOWWWW!</content>
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    <title>Photobucket</title>
    <published>2007-05-09T00:36:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-09T00:44:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/Mecoat.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My $16 fur coat from Goodwill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+On may 15th, if my brother can get off of work he is going to take me to a Flogging Molly concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Brother Ever!</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-04-29T20:11:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-30T00:14:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-30T00:14:04Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Hi there. Just wanted to pop in and show everyone my latest creation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_2871.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_2873.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_2872.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very messy because I loathe doing white on black,but there it is! :D</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-04-28T21:54:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-29T01:54:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-29T01:54:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Grad night = amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Get to the park. No line for Pirates of the caribbean. Woop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_2895.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did - &lt;b&gt;It's a small world&lt;br /&gt;Peter Pan&lt;br /&gt;Philhar Magic&lt;br /&gt;The Carrousel&lt;br /&gt;Winnie the Pooh&lt;br /&gt;Thunder Mountain&lt;br /&gt;Haunted Mansion&lt;br /&gt;Buzz Lightyear&lt;br /&gt;Monsters Inc&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_2897.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea Cups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_2896.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw The Fray &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_2919.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_2924.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I threw up.&lt;br /&gt;Nice, eh?&lt;br /&gt;Stupid flu thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho it was grand.&lt;br /&gt;18 days until my birthday!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-S</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-04-25T18:01:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-25T22:01:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-25T22:01:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My temp is 101.3.&lt;br /&gt;Thank's Velvet. &amp;gt;_-&lt;br /&gt;Thursday will promise to be very boring and icky.&lt;br /&gt;Friday is grad night. &lt;b&gt;Plus&lt;/b&gt; another surgery for mommy. ]:</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-04-22T15:11:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-22T19:12:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-22T19:12:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt;- Went ot USF for a meeting from 8-4. We stayed until 8:30.I just wanted the freee stuff. Woop woop!&lt;br /&gt;-Andy saw Tracy Morgan show with Dad. Muy unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;- Went to Universal &amp; Islands of Adventure with Dad. Jaws broke down when we were on it. Waited in line for the dueling dragons for, seriously, 120 minuets. Almost threw up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;This friday is Grad Night. I'm crazy excited.</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-04-10T21:36:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-14T01:59:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-19T22:59:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">(This whole "restore from saved draft" thing is awesome!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Got into a heated debate in Government about gay marriage, homosexuality in religions, and A.J.'s incredibly...ugh..I don't even have words for his speech. His topic was homosexuality in politics..but he said NOTHING about politics. He gave us all of these "facts" from some websites. One was, "Gays are more likely to get into a car crash." Seriously. Robert was saying something about how marriage is a catholic thing and it's holy and I went off on him about different religions and the church doesn't say you're married, the state does. Whew. I had fun. But I get really mad really quick so my blood was running hot and I was shaking a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spanish class this little sophomore Emilio always runs his mouth and always interrupts with obnoxious comments. Today I yelled from my seat: "Hey! You wanna grow up any time soon? Seriously." He shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today: Talent show. Mariel = Amazing. There were these two girls singing 'Amazing Grace' and they were off key a little bit and were singing really quietly but I applauded them because I respected the fact that they would do that infront of a bunch of rude high schoolers. There was this freshman boy talking to his friend and he said "They outta get jumped for singing like that." That made me so mad. I turned around and said, "You outta get jumped for saying shit like that. You wanna talk smack? Say it to me, little boy. You have some nerve to talk about them like that. They have more heart than you'll ever have. So if you wanna keep your teeth in your little rude mouth, then I suggest you shut it right now!" Yeah...I could've said something more classy and I could've done without the cursing...but that's the only way I know how to intimidate people. When I went to West Port, there were these girls who always seemed mean and they always talked like that so I guess it just seeped into my head. Anyhow the kid went quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow: Sea Pines Garage Sale! But I'm going to Ocala. Art in the Park. Next day = Stephanie's birthday. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I miss my Susan Jane&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-04-09T06:18:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-09T10:20:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-09T10:20:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You know the first thing I hear when I wake up today? Not "good morning sam" or "how ya doin'?" but "God dammit sam!" He only said it because he didn't think I wasn't listening. He said it because I hadn't let the dog out &lt;b&gt;yet&lt;/b&gt;. I let him out every morning after my shower. I don't get a "Sam, please let him out." Nope. Just "God dammit sam."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I heard you.&lt;br /&gt;Jerk.</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-03-23T21:00:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-24T01:00:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-24T01:00:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">No cut because I make you look at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_2718.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuzzy clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_2721.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else burning in Seapines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_2722.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like trees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_2723.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_2724.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_2725.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gulf of Mexico is off in the horizon but my camera is silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_2737.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset on the canal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_2740.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_2743.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang it. You just missed the cat smacking the dog in the face. (That's my austin, el dog, and emma, cat)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;FIN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-03-19T17:34:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-19T21:35:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-19T21:35:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/pen.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can something like getting new pens make me a lot more chipper?&lt;br /&gt;It makes me want to do my homework too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually..buying office supplies makes me do my homework. Like when I get a stapler, and post-its, and highlighters, and notebooks, and fresh paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird.</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-03-14T15:03:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-14T19:14:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-14T19:14:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Woke up.&lt;br /&gt;Drove to school and sat in my car for twenty minuets debating whether or not to get out of the car and go into school. &lt;br /&gt;I did eventually.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out I won the Student of the Month award.&lt;br /&gt;The principal, my guidance counselor, and some stinky wrinkled man from the Elk's lodge gave me, and Josh S., a certificate, a patch, a bumper sticker, a check for $25, and a pin.&lt;br /&gt;The pin says "Freshman" ...Ah well. A pin's a pin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a good year....school year rather.&lt;br /&gt;Car.&lt;br /&gt;License.&lt;br /&gt;Acceptance to USF.&lt;br /&gt;75% Bright futures (so far...)&lt;br /&gt;Student of the Month.&lt;br /&gt;Soon = Spring break. Stephan Lynch. 18th Birthday. Graduation/Italy. Colleeggeee&lt;br /&gt;Annddd if none of my teachers submit any more of my grades between now and 8:00 tomorrow morning, then I'll have a straight A report card. A first for me in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yang to all of my yin = Mom is having surgery on Friday on her back. One of her disks is either squished or blown out. ]:  I wish the hospital had an observation deck for like...family. That'd be neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get outside.</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-03-11T20:32:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-12T00:35:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-12T00:35:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A- My icon is the Venus of Willendorf. We talked about her for about two weeks in Humanities. I love that class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B- Riding in the car at night with the sunroof open, the windows down, the red hot chili peppers blaring and my two best friends in the car is pretty much the best thing on this planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C- I had a really nice dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D- I cannot wait for Italy. Ugh. May 26th is when we leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E- Going to USF tomorrow. Woop woop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F- I'm not going to prom. Instead I'm going to Busch Gardens with Derek, Zoe, Regina, Sophia, Mikey (maybe?), and anybody else who doesn't want to go to pri-zom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G-I'm sleepy.</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-03-07T13:59:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-07T19:00:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-07T19:00:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Norm Reference Testing today.&lt;br /&gt;I got showered and dressed and drove to school.&lt;br /&gt;Found Sievy McCrevy. He said we were going to be in the gym for the length of the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo I drove home. &lt;br /&gt;Went back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 12.&lt;br /&gt;Just hanging with my mummy today.&lt;br /&gt;Later we are going to go se Peter Pan on DVD.&lt;br /&gt;Hoorah!</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-02-26T20:16:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-27T01:25:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-27T01:25:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ugh. Wicked...was so...amazing. I've wanted to see this show for 3 years now..and just...ugh. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lmao..Paulie Shore was doing a 3 day show in a little improv theatre in the middle of Ybor City. I so wanted to see it. Buuuutttt Wicked totally comes first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a great deal of crying there. Not because it was sad (well..some parts...) just because...I'd waited 3 years, and EVERYTHING in the show reminded me of my old school and how much I love acting. There's always one part in EVERY musical where the ENTIRE cast is holding this one great note all together..and I just cry because it's so overwhelming and I get lost in the story. You don't even know how much I love theatre. Ugghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show we waited on the corner by the stage door for a cab. Like...3 total came...and we missed them. The cast came out and we (mom and I) met Victoria Matlock, Christina DeCicco, and Barbara Tirrell. (Elphaba, Glinda, and Madame Morrible) Christina was a spaz in the super talented way. Plus she was super sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_2693.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicest people ever who have as Barbara put it "the greatest job in the world ever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_2688.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La France. A vintage store in the middle of Ybor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a268/captain_amarra/100_2690.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the show. Mum and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing a show like that makes me want to be on stage more than ever.</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-02-23T20:07:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-24T01:12:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-24T01:54:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Regina Spektor</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Soooo uh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Totally accepted to USF.&lt;br /&gt;Totally can't afford the on-campus housing.&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm trying to apply fo FAFSA...and I can't get my damn PIN number. Wtf...Ugh I'm such a procrastinator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Wicked' this Sunday. Word.&lt;br /&gt;Mushroom on Monday. (Mellow Mushroom that is.)&lt;br /&gt;Monday &amp; Tuesday = FCAT days = Seniors spend days at home sleeping and it is excused if you turn in your SRA paper. Woop woop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...&lt;br /&gt;ER/Pedes Doctor.&lt;br /&gt;Photographer.&lt;br /&gt;Actor.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what I want to do... &lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;-S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. It is hard to be your friend. Seriously. You are so obsessed. It's amazing how no one else has noticed this. It's suffocating and I feel sorry for him. :\</content>
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    <title>pepe_shalamar @ 2007-02-20T20:14:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-21T01:14:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-21T01:14:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">GUESS WHO GOT ACCEPTED TO USF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...me. :D</content>
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