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  <updated>2006-02-26T02:55:26Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asslover2k:8979</id>
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    <title>I am in college now look at me go</title>
    <published>2006-02-26T02:55:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-26T02:55:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i am in the 2nd half of my firts year.... andi am in good spirts ,,,, eventhough i don't fuck with hoes.... but my school is full of them ///'/</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asslover2k:8735</id>
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    <title>wow  my off the wall weekend</title>
    <published>2004-12-05T03:27:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-05T03:27:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">if you read my subject and thought that i did something this week end, that was just bate to get you to read  my live journal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this weekend all i did was chill on the phone, and  go online,,,, i bought a ill ass phone... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am planning to do homework, but i have to finish my homework. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was talk to my boy about this girl that i am getting to know and he says ," just get to know her, the more you get to know her, the more you will like her. "    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this kid is right. i am the proess of doing that..... well i think so .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might want to talk about something differnt..... lacrosse is the oldest  sport in north america .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to life..... the funny thing is that i think the way i talk .....  and the way i write.... &lt;img src="http://www.lax.com/cimages/bigs/13/1312-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lax.com/shop/products/8dir/837/product_3318_front.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asslover2k:8581</id>
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    <title>like life like  you</title>
    <published>2004-12-04T05:26:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-04T05:26:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well i have been ok for the past few weeks. i have been talking to theis girl that makes my old man that i act like feel like a kid again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; for all the people that have not been keeping up with my life, shame on you!!!! she is 5'11 she is like no one i have ever seen before. every time i talk to her, i learn. she i the brains the body, the total package. i am not shore how to go about this because it seems like every line has been taken so i have none. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((((( what could go wrong)))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) do you want to be my girlfriend?, " aaaaah NO " &lt;br /&gt;2) do you want to get to know each other? ," aaaaaah NO " &lt;br /&gt;3) can i call you ? ," aaaaaah NO " &lt;br /&gt;(((((THE END )) ))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she could say yes to one of the two and we shall see.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asslover2k:8443</id>
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    <title>some time you forget</title>
    <published>2004-11-28T03:06:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-28T03:06:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i forgot that other girls existed. i was in a relationship in the summer and sice it ended i was living in the past ever since. i go on blackplant, and checkout a few pages. i sent a few notes. one of the IMed me ina fwe min.s  we started talking- the convo strated off the same as to be expected. then she starts to show me some pics.  i like froze up. i almost wanted to turn off my computer. she was just SEXY, but i did not see me beable to talk to her in that way. she was, how should i say this, OUT OF MY LEAGUE. i am 18 years and it feels like a school boy crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    but on the high point of my week end, i am alost finished with my math HW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* the Quote that will on my tat. , " speak sofly and carry a big stick"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lax.com/cimages/bigs/13/1311-9.jpg"&gt;http://www.lax.com/cimages/bigs/13/1311-9.jpg&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asslover2k:8175</id>
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    <title>wow   </title>
    <published>2004-09-26T05:02:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-26T05:02:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">why is it that evewry time that i come on  live journal it is because i am mad- otr happy. but i was going to go out with some people to GT but they tried to that---- well i am commign now --- 30min. later ----i am comign now ---fuck that shit.   i am on some shit like i don't need to chillwith people. thw world is me VS them, how does that fell. i am sitting typing but my head is   flowign ont he keyboard ----- how does that fell. i have been doing HW everyday for hour at a time to get what . no one patts me onthe back for doing somethhing that only effects me. where am a going. this shit is drab. wil it be the same in college? well fuck it i am going to find out. well i cut my hair to do what ?   i am thnking of th opposite sex, but the opposite sex is not thinkif you. so that shit is comming back was a vengeance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   day #1: OH my gah you cut it, it looks so much better. --- that shit is not helping me--- i am not looking for the perfect girl anymore. the funnyn thing is was that i had it, and it was  great! adn it came to this ,." you don't have anythng to say "   NO, that was it i fucked up ---- i dropped the ball and i don't deserve it then.   Well that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((((((((((((( WHat i don't wasn it a question like, so why is the girl?))))))))))))))))))   &lt;br /&gt;(((((((((((((  WHy DON'T YOU TELL HER HOW YOU FELL, I AM NOT GOING OT DO THAT, I AM NOT GGO TO MESS UP HER LIFE ))))))))))))))))))))))))))    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 (((((((THOUGHT)))))))&lt;br /&gt;* IF LIFE IS WHAT YOU THINK IT IS THEN WHAT IS LOVE ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* WHO IS LOVE TO YOU ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* HOW LONG DID YOU KNOW LOVE WAS WHO SHE IS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* WHO IS HATE ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* WHOS IS HELP? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I HAVE BEEN RUNNIGN AFTER THIS DELUSION OF LOVE ?  WHY? FOR WHAT ?  FOR WHO ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE WORLD , AND ALL THAT LIVE IN IT.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asslover2k:7861</id>
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    <title>LIFE ADN IT'S MANY TURNS</title>
    <published>2004-08-16T03:23:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-16T03:23:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">WELL I HAVE NOT BEEM ON IN A VERY LONG TIME.  I HAVE BEEN PLAYIGN LACROSSE LIKE EVERY DAY INA MEN LEAGUE. NOW THAT MY MENS LEAGUE IS COMMING TO A CLOSE I AM GOING TO LAX CAMP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NEW) SOME OF MY FRIEND ARE GOING TO COME DOWN AND SPEND THE NIGHT. LAST TIEM SOMETHING LIKE THIS HAPPED I WENT SEEPLESS BUT I FELT THAT , THAT NIGHT was the best night that i had ever had  up till now. It is hard to put into words when you feel for someone but nothing is done for one reason or another. ( sucks ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL I GOING ~!~</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asslover2k:7435</id>
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    <title>night life</title>
    <published>2004-06-16T00:58:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-16T00:58:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well, lets see some of my old friends dropped by to say hi. as the night went on i did not want to go to sleep, for the simple fact of that when will this ever happen to me again. i feel alseep on the train and missed my stop, also my body gave out in last block . but i all in all it was worth every second :)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asslover2k:7230</id>
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    <title>game day</title>
    <published>2004-05-08T13:46:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-08T13:46:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i got a game today, i portsmouth abby school in rodeisland. the school that is the one that i am thinking about doing my post grad year. but onthe other side of things i am playing hurt but i hope i break out the illmattic shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        *Next*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a call from someone that i have not talking to in a long ass time. she might be one of the banging girls that i ever met. but she is leaving in the fall to got to college. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye,  (:?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asslover2k:6943</id>
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    <title>I'M GOING TO GUYANA</title>
    <published>2004-04-16T14:28:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-16T14:28:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I AM GOING TO GUYANA SOON I AM LEAVING THE DAY  AFTER TUES.  I PLAN TO JUST CHILL IT OUT AND COOL OFF. I DON'T EVEN THINK I AM BRING MY LACROSSE STICK.</content>
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    <title>sick</title>
    <published>2004-04-16T14:23:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-16T14:23:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I AM SICK SO I SATED HOME FROM SCHOOL. I  KIND OF WANTED TO GO. I WOKE UP AT THE TIME THAT I WOULD IF I WAS GOING TO SCHOOL BUT I DID NOT GET OUT OF BED.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asslover2k:6620</id>
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    <title>hey hey</title>
    <published>2004-04-09T17:36:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-09T17:36:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well i had my first game VS Quincy High but we did not win.   on the up side i made first line faceoff mid. i scored 2 out of the four goals that my team had . &lt;img src="http://www.metrolacrosse.com/uploads/images/97940012.jpg"&gt; i was also above 50% on the faceoffs. &lt;div class='ljparseerror'&gt;[&lt;b&gt;Error:&lt;/b&gt; Irreparable invalid markup ('&amp;lt;img src+&amp;quot;http://www.metrolacrosse.com/uploads/images/97940021.jpg&amp;quot;&amp;gt;') in entry.  Owner must fix manually.  Raw contents below.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 95%; overflow: auto"&gt;well i had my first game VS Quincy High but we did not win.   on the up side i made first line faceoff mid. i scored 2 out of the four goals that my team had . &amp;lt;img src=&amp;quot;http://www.metrolacrosse.com/uploads/images/97940012.jpg&amp;quot;&amp;gt; i was also above 50% on the faceoffs. &amp;lt;img src+&amp;quot;http://www.metrolacrosse.com/uploads/images/97940021.jpg&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asslover2k:6145</id>
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    <title>life, love, lacrosse</title>
    <published>2004-04-02T03:16:53Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-02T03:16:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well i have not been on in a long time. so i am going to put it out thier and what eva is what eva.  ok first off. i am like caught up woth playing lax and keepign my gades up. i feel really constriked. well for love, i am looking  for someone.... that is a funny thought.... but i am in someways holding my air for someone who is not commung. forget it i am a lost cause. i will just stick to what i know and that is LAX... that intails my life, yea some my say it sucks but it's all i got.....&lt;br /&gt;   all i am hoping for is a eye opener because i am living y life in the past, and we do not have time travel down yet, well bye   when this is posted i would have grone up by then</content>
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    <title>love , is it serpose to hurt?</title>
    <published>2004-03-17T12:04:23Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-17T12:04:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">that is something that i just on my mind. i was thinking of this when i was in 3rd period, when i should have been paying arrention. i really think that i  am stuck on one person that i just can't get out of my mind. i guess  it is not uncommon that i am feeling like this. i really can't concider my self a hopless romantic but iam shore hopless. around 5th period i was just thinking that thier is a very good chance that i as a person dii not flow through her head atleast once. i could say that i could keep my mind off of her but i will just resume thinking if i stant still for more that 3 min. so i better start running laps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  away from all of this so i am not just on tracked, i made the lacrosse team and i am  calm. i am have been training for this moment for a long time, snice june 30. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  bye - "live with passion" - LAX KILLER 001 617 xoxoxoxo bye</content>
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    <title>yes yes but i say no</title>
    <published>2004-03-10T01:25:24Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-10T01:25:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so it went down on the trian a sexyy brown skin rolled up on me and asked me for my #. time when by and she asked to spend the night. and what do i day, guess. NO i have to wake up for work at 5:20 Am. but all in all it was the best thing, if i am going to do it  for the first time is  going to be with someone that i want to do it  with all the way.</content>
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    <title>i lost the game</title>
    <published>2004-02-22T06:57:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-22T06:57:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i think i might have lost someone who might  have been one of thoughs people thjat you onlymeet once in life. . and i don't knwo what to say because i wish it did not come to this. so i guess i am destend to burn in the hell of the single people. :(</content>
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    <title>life life and ray ray</title>
    <published>2004-02-22T03:14:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-22T03:14:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today i talked to my  long lost love.  i did not tell her how feel, i think i am afaid of  the truth. the truth might be that she does ont like me any more.:( but she might still, that is what i am hoping on.  when i am alone for to long , i start to think about  the good old day should i say. but iam al just crazy. well ia m hoping that everything comes back together. bye 2004</content>
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    <title>sad</title>
    <published>2004-02-16T00:37:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-16T00:37:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i am just sitting and chillen ot but when i am alone i begin to remember how much i love Rachyl. i am looking over some of the stuff onmy cam but i keep finding video of how happy we were. i am hoping on  one thing rhat people say is true. " if you love some thing , let it go, if it commes back then it was ment to be" well ray is gobne, but i am hoppping that she comes back . time has passed but you will never forget your first love. that was when you could tell someone that you loveds them and you know that she felt the same or even greatewr that you did. i am scared to tell ray how i fell because i don't know how i would feel if she told me that she did not feel the same way. this whole that was jsut serposed to be liek two lines but i am finding it hard to stop, but i am now because i have to.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asslover2k:4722</id>
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    <title>all good things must come to a end, but it is paris through a dead mans eyes. (Rondel Corlette)  2/3</title>
    <published>2004-02-04T03:44:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-04T03:44:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so, the thing that i did not think was going to happen happened. :(   I am just chillin but not really understanding what just happened.&lt;br /&gt;life is what you make of it and i think i was not makeing enough so it kicked me in the ass. i am what some may call a all aroung free man. but i am not happy nor laughing, that is strang because that is what i seem to do the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I am just finding my self saying the same line that i said two times before ," Damn, i guess all you can do now is go to school and play lacrosse."  i think i find myself using that line to often, so i am just going in many was cool it and let it chill out in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Well BYE for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       RONDEL CORLETTE....... Feb. 3. 2004........................   Today is the first day of the rest of my life.</content>
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    <title>apon what i said</title>
    <published>2004-02-03T01:16:24Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-03T01:16:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well i said what i said. i am going to give up the life of solis. my vergin hood is what i have and i think that i am ready to give it up, but i don't know who it is going to. i have someone in mind but i don't know if she is donw like that. you know i am not the type to try the whole sweet talkin into doing shit, it is ither you want to or you don't because i am not getting caught up.</content>
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    <title>i am pissed</title>
    <published>2004-01-30T04:32:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-06T23:27:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so on a diff note, i think that i don't want to be apart of the Virgen club any-longer so concider tis my formal resignation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAXKILLER 617 001 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copyright 2004</content>
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    <title>friday chill.</title>
    <published>2004-01-25T22:59:10Z</published>
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    <content type="html">ON FRIDAY I CHILLED WITH MY GIRL AND THE INNER CIRCLE + TWO NEW PEOPLE. WE JUST CHILLED AND WATCHED FRIDAY. &lt;br /&gt;THEN THE ASS SLAPPING AND LAPDANCES POPPED OFF. LOL . LETS JUST SAY IT WAS MAD FUN.  WHEN THE NIGHT WAS OVER MY BOY CIRCLES WAS TRAMMATISED  WITH A DISCRIPTION OF HOMOSEXUAL LOVING MAKING. AND WE LEFT. ON THE RIDE BACK I NOTICED HOW HOT MY GIRL IS, I WAS SHOCKED . SHE IS REALLY HOT. WELL I AM GONE . BYE FOR NOW.</content>
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    <title>asslover2k @ 2004-01-17T09:28:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-18T19:42:43Z</published>
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    <title>good times</title>
    <published>2004-01-17T14:34:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-17T14:34:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my innner circle  and i went  to good times. when we were their i got to spend time with this girl that i am dating( she is so cool and funny, and SEXXY ) so we just played  games at GT and just had fun and it turn out that i won the air hokey contest. (I AM THE MAN) later i spilled soda and broke a game that just spit out tickets and that like made our day. my boy circles was mad pissed that whole day because he was like the but of mad jokes.  but at the end of the night it was just cold.</content>
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    <title>life life  and more life</title>
    <published>2004-01-11T05:08:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-11T05:08:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i am on phone with this girl name malikah  that happends  to be my best friend. we are talking about sex. well  that is something that 1/3 of the people one  the phone have had.&lt;br /&gt;the convo is rather  dry, she is tyring to get under my skin.  the poeple that are on the phone are circles  and milkey. i am just chilling on the yell are  i am just thing about my plans for friday. i plan to go to the berry  to see a spec. someone and i am going ot see my friends. i am plan to take  my innner circle out, my treat .  i want to take them  skating  but  i really don't know. bye bye ...</content>
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    <title>hopes for whats next</title>
    <published>2004-01-09T00:52:04Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i am not a man of many words. mabey because i am still a boy. lol. small joke to open things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the new thing is that i am have takes a day away form work i am just going to chill out and rest i am writing this a part of my time off act.  i  left my bag in school and i and felling kind of weird because do not have it with me it is like BAG is burned in to my mind. i was prac. for lacrosse  but i got so cold i could  bealy feel my hands. after doing that it is like a back rub but no one is in the vercinity to give me one. well i really only  want one from one person  but she is not hear to give is to me, but i am a man, wait boy, with a shit load a patients and i am not in a horry. so until next time," GOOD FIGHT GOOD NIGHT."</content>
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