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		<title>Final Post</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 22:17:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I first started this project I was very skeptical. I honestly didn&#8217;t think I was going to be able to not go on facebook for a month. I was obsessed with it, and would always be on. I spent &#8230; <a href="http://nomorelurkbook.wordpress.com/2009/12/02/final-post/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nomorelurkbook.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10121159&amp;post=160&amp;subd=nomorelurkbook&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I first started this project I was very skeptical. I honestly didn&#8217;t think I was going to be able to not go on facebook for a month. I was obsessed with it, and would always be on. I spent more time on the computer than I did on homework. As I stopped going on each day grew progressivley harder. I almost cheated, I couldn&#8217;t take it. But I would just distract myself and clean my room. I&#8217;ve learned alot from this assignment. I have learned to manage my time better as well as actually studying. I think its important to try to change your lifestyle and mix things up. It was different getting home from cheer and not being able to log in. It was weird not being able to see pictures I was tagged in.</p>
<p>All in all this project was a sucess and I am very proud of myself for not giving in and cheating. I can definatley see myself trying something like this in the future. Maybe working out everyday for a month, or even become vegitarian. I love challenging myself and pushing it to the next level. What made me choose to do this was the lack of support from friends and family. They didn&#8217;t belive I was actually going to be able to do it. I proved them wrong, and it felt good. I am going to always keep a open mind and try new things.</p>
<p>All that time that I was missing facebook, I actually realized it&#8217;s not that great. Yeah it was cool to see all my notifications and catch up on what I was missing out on. But in reality its just a social network that hogs up all your time. When you log in there is nothing to do exept lurk or post new pictures or updates. It&#8217;s actually very boreing. But I&#8217;m not going to lie I still like facebook, just not as much as I before this assignment.</p>
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		<title>Day 30: I am so excited!</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 22:02:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Starting tomorrow I will be able to go back on facebook finally! I am so excited I have missed facebook so much. Over the month I have learned that by not going on facebook I can actually become more diligant &#8230; <a href="http://nomorelurkbook.wordpress.com/2009/11/30/day-30-i-am-so-excited/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nomorelurkbook.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10121159&amp;post=135&amp;subd=nomorelurkbook&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div id="attachment_156" class="wp-caption alignnone" style="width: 235px"><a href="http://nomorelurkbook.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/la-188.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-156" title="LA 188" src="http://nomorelurkbook.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/la-188.jpg?w=225&#038;h=300" alt="" width="225" height="300" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">happy that I am officially done with this life lab</p></div>
<p>Starting tomorrow I will be able to go back on facebook finally! I am so excited I have missed facebook so much. Over the month I have learned that by not going on facebook I can actually become more diligant in my work. However I miss being connected and knowing whats going on. Today I actually interviewed a man who works for Geek Squad. I chose to interview him because he works int he feild of technology. Technology is his life and I wanted to know how it has affected him. His name was Justin and I started out by saying why do you love technology so much?He replied that growing up he has always been so fascinated with computers and games and the way they work. For fun he used to take computers apart and then put them back togeather.</p>
<p>When he was a child his brother asked for legos for christmas but Justin asked for a computer to take apart and learn the parts. Ever since he was a child he had been surrounded by technology. Justin himself has a facebook, and when I asked him what he would do if he couldn&#8217;t go on for a month. He asserted he wouldn&#8217;t be able to do it. He relies so much on computers and social networks to stay in touch with clients and family members.</p>
<p>Today&#8217;s society is technology deprived. We rely so much on computers to do pretty much everything for us. We can pay our bills on line, even order groceries online. Our society has become so dependent on technology. In a way its not so good. With todays economic crisis there are enough people struggling to find jobs. The fact that computers and robots are taking over citizens jobs is wrong.</p>
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		<title>Day 29: Boreing day</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 21:49:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I woke up this morning I woke up to the sound of the staple gun. My step dad was putting up our christmas lights at 8 in the morning. I had work at 12 and didn&#8217;t plan on waking &#8230; <a href="http://nomorelurkbook.wordpress.com/2009/11/30/day-29-boreing-day/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nomorelurkbook.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10121159&amp;post=132&amp;subd=nomorelurkbook&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div id="attachment_154" class="wp-caption alignnone" style="width: 310px"><a href="http://nomorelurkbook.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/l_80cad6c151754303bd58d00674b04b-2.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-154" title="l_80cad6c151754303bd58d00674b04b-2" src="http://nomorelurkbook.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/l_80cad6c151754303bd58d00674b04b-2.jpg?w=300&#038;h=240" alt="" width="300" height="240" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Lights from the shins concert. Didn&#39;t get around to taking pictures of my house. but heres some lights </p></div>
<p>When I woke up this morning I woke up to the sound of the staple gun. My step dad was putting up our christmas lights at 8 in the morning. I had work at 12 and didn&#8217;t plan on waking till about 11 but I was up now and there was no way I was going to fall back asleep so I decided to help put out some of the christmas decorations. I helped hang ornaments on both trees and put up christmas decorations throughout the house. I also got around to making my christmas/ birthday list. My birthday is December 14 and I can hardley wait. I will be turning 18 which means I can buy a lottery ticket as well as fake and bake <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  haha.</p>
<p>12 o&#8217;clock rolled around and I headed to work. As I got in the door the smell of burgers and fries entered my nostrils. I clocked in and ended up standing at the host stand for four hours doing absoultley nothing except socialize. Yet again it was another boreing day at work. The charger game was on so a few people came in to watch the game in the bar. When work finally ended I headed home to change. I had promised my mom a week ago that I would attend a jewlery party with her. So my step sister and mom and I headed over. When we got there we walked in and saw the jewlery. There wasn&#8217;t one peice there that I wanted or even would consider to buy. The jewlery looked as if a two year old made it and then was priced for a endless budget.</p>
<p>Not only was the jewlery ugly but I had to stay awhile and socialize. There were plently of little snacks to nibble on. One being slices of rosmary bread with butter. As I reached for my second peice I realized that the bread was moldy! The bread was spotted blue and green. I was so grossed out that I had actually eaten a peice. All in all the jewlery party was not a success.</p>
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		<title>Day 28: What to do</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 21:32:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I woke up this morning my family had started to pull out all of our christmas decorations. The stockings were hung and the fake trees were in the process of going up. I love the holidays so much. Christmas &#8230; <a href="http://nomorelurkbook.wordpress.com/2009/11/30/day-28-what-to-do/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nomorelurkbook.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10121159&amp;post=130&amp;subd=nomorelurkbook&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>When I woke up this morning my family had started to pull out all of our christmas decorations. The stockings were hung and the fake trees were in the process of going up. I love the holidays so much. Christmas is my favorite time of the year. We have our largest tree that stands 10ft. in our entry way. So my mom and I headed out to buy some more ornaments for the tree. While we were out we didn&#8217;t see anything inparticular. Mostly ornaments we already had. Afterwards when we got home I headed over to my boyfriends house to catch the end of the Flordia football game. Then I headed to work at 4. When I got to work it was slow and we weren&#8217;t that busy. I was happy as well because I was working with people I liked.</p>
<p>As the night went on the rain outside poured harder and the cold winds took a toll. Usually we are pretty busy on saturday nights but im sure the weather had something to do with it. I usually get off around 8-8:30 depending on how busy it is. Since we were really slow I got off around 7. When I got home I got a call from my friend Natalie to comeover and help redie her hair. She was going for a redish brown but instead her hair turned out to be compltley red. Later that night she was going on a party bus so we really had to rush and redie her hair. My friend mckenna drove up to CVS to buy new hair color. This box only took about 10 minutes. By this point and time the limo bus was waiting for her. Her hair was still damp.</p>
<p>After dropping her off at the limo my friend Mckenna and I decided to go get some food. When we finished eating we headed over to my friend Alexis&#8217;s house to pick her up. We didn&#8217;t have any plans but we were determined to find something to do. We ended up going over to our friend Alex Neffs house were we just sat around and hungout with people. It was good hanging out with Alex, I felt bad because his mom had just recently passed away. She is missed by many.</p>
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		<title>Day 27: Game day</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 21:22:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Usually when it&#8217;s friday people are happy. However it being friday means we are closer to going back to school. Tonight was our big game agaisnt TP and we won yet again. The game itself was a little boreing and &#8230; <a href="http://nomorelurkbook.wordpress.com/2009/11/30/day-27-game-day/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nomorelurkbook.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10121159&amp;post=128&amp;subd=nomorelurkbook&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>Usually when it&#8217;s friday people are happy. However it being friday means we are closer to going back to school. Tonight was our big game agaisnt TP and we won yet again. The game itself was a little boreing and our halftime was not as good as usual. But we won so thats good. After the game I headed over to Chili&#8217;s with my friend Alexis  and a few other girls. I didn&#8217;t stay for long. I eneded up going to In-n-out with my boyfriend. On the way there we drifted about 3 times. It started raining during the game and the road was very slippery.</p>
<p>When we got to In-n-out we saw a few people we knew. We ordered our food and left. We went back to his house were we ended up watching the Incredibles. I hadn&#8217;t seen that movie in awhile. I got home around 12 and quickly went to bed. It was a mellow night and I loved the fact that it was raining. It was a good week but I was sad that it was almost time to go back to school. All in all my day was good. It was very productive, I cleaned and organized my room and did about 3 loads of laundry. Also we beat Tp so that is also a plus.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m not sure what I will do tomorrow but I have work So I better get some sleep. I can&#8217;t wait for this all to be over, so I can go back on facebook once and for all. I am not going to lie I am really over worrying about blogging and making sure I add pictures. I hoped to get alot out of this experience. However I didn&#8217;t really, I just miss facebook even more than I did int the beggining.</p>
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		<title>Day 26: Happy Thanksgiving!</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 21:08:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today was the first holiday spent with my stepdad and step sister. We woke up early this morning and headed toward Pasadenia. It wasn&#8217;t that long of a drive and we didn&#8217;t hit any traffic thankfully.  As we pulled into &#8230; <a href="http://nomorelurkbook.wordpress.com/2009/11/30/day-26-happy-thanksgiving/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nomorelurkbook.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10121159&amp;post=126&amp;subd=nomorelurkbook&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>Today was the first holiday spent with my stepdad and step sister. We woke up early this morning and headed toward Pasadenia. It wasn&#8217;t that long of a drive and we didn&#8217;t hit any traffic thankfully.  As we pulled into my step dad&#8217;s old neighborhood his parents and brothers stood outside awaiting our arrival. As I walked inside the table was beautifully decorated and the smell of turkey floated in the air. His parents house was old and filled with alot of old antiques but it still felt homey. As the woman started cooking the kids sat down to all watch a movie. We watched four christmas&#8217;s and it was still as good as the first time I saw it.</p>
<p>After watching the movie we all sat down and began eating the delecious food. When we finished eating we started playing a game called one up one down. It&#8217;s were you go around the table saying your one down first of the year then one up of the year. At this point it got very emotional. My stepdads  brothers wife had a heartattack this year. My step dads father was diagnosed with prostate cancer and thankfully over came it. My grandma was also diagnosed with lung disease. All the downs made everyone very emotional. It was something new though, a new tradition I hope to do again.</p>
<p>After eating, we all sat down and relaxed and turned on some football.  At that point of course I fell asleep. When i woke up about an hour later it was time to leave. So we said our goodbyes and got back in the car and headed home. When we got home it made me realize how much I actually take for granted. I have so much and never actually realized how lucky I am. There are so many kids who went hungry today. So many kids who are dieing from disease and I am healthy. I am very thankful for my family and friends.</p>
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		<title>Day: 25 You have to be 18</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 20:54:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I woke up early this morning to go and pick up the honey baked ham that my family ordered. As I walked in the smell of delicious ham filled the room. I couldn&#8217;t wait a whole day to eat it, &#8230; <a href="http://nomorelurkbook.wordpress.com/2009/11/30/day-25-you-have-to-be-18/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nomorelurkbook.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10121159&amp;post=124&amp;subd=nomorelurkbook&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>I woke up early this morning to go and pick up the honey baked ham that my family ordered. As I walked in the smell of delicious ham filled the room. I couldn&#8217;t wait a whole day to eat it, but I did. After purchasing the ham I headed over to Marie Calender&#8217;s where I bought two pies one chocolate and one pumpkin. I picked up all the food early because my mom and step dad were at work and we were leaving early the next morning and none of them would have time to pick it up.</p>
<p>On the way home I noticed that my car brakes were starting to sqeek. I found it strange because my car is brand new and I have only had it a few months. I looked down as saw I had 8,000 miles on it. I decided to take it in early for its 10,000 mile check up and have them check the brakes. So I drove to the volkswagon dealership and pulled up to the service station. My sister and I got out and awaited assistance. Finally a man named Bobby Reynolds greeted us and asked what he could do. He agreeded to have my car inspected for the brakes and check up as well. As he was printing out the papers he asked if I was 18, if not I would have to have a legal guardian come sign the papers so i could pick my car up. Of course I am 17 so I had to call my mom, and tell her she would have to come and sign the papers. My car was going to take about 2 hours so I took a complimentary shuttle home with my step sister.</p>
<p>On the way home my step sister sat in the back of a van while a complete stranger drove us home. The thought of it scared me and I gripped the door handle. He was very odd and strange. Every few minutes he would start talking to himself and just  stare at us through his mirror. He even lit a cigarrette on the way home. It was disgusting and the snoke blew all over me. Oh how I wish I was 18&#8230;.</p>
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		<title>Day 24: CHAR</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 20:44:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I didn&#8217;t look forward to today for alot of different reasons. For one I had cheer practice this morning to practice for the halftime this Friday against Torrey Pines. The halftime is a mess. None of our stunts are hitting &#8230; <a href="http://nomorelurkbook.wordpress.com/2009/11/30/day-24-char/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nomorelurkbook.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10121159&amp;post=121&amp;subd=nomorelurkbook&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>I didn&#8217;t look forward to today for alot of different reasons. For one I had cheer practice this morning to practice for the halftime this Friday against Torrey Pines. The halftime is a mess. None of our stunts are hitting and some of the girls in the front of the formation don&#8217;t even know the dance! Cheer really puts me in a bad mood. The coaches are just so mean sometimes and never have any sympathy for anyone at all. Last week for example a girl was in the air and as she was coming down they didn&#8217;t even bother to catch her. My coach of course, got mad at the flyer for not &#8221; falling properly&#8221;. It&#8217;s ridiculous how rude they are sometimes.</p>
<p>At last weeks game I was just standing on my box minding my own business watching the game when all of a sudden my came up to me and told me to go and speak with her. She had a mean look on her face and began to tell me that I needed to kncok it off and stop screwing around. I seriously had no idea why she was yelling at me I didn&#8217;t even do anything! Our boxes are in a line and I stand on the end. The captains are placed in the middle where they call cheers during the game. However since it was against TP our crowd was rowdy. I could barley hear what cheer they were calling so I got off my box and quickly asked my friend to please call the cheers louder. I don&#8217;t understand why she was so mad. It&#8217;s as if she would rather me mess up on the cheers then know them.</p>
<p>That night our  halftime was placed on facebook for everyone to see. Except me of course. I can barley take not going on facebook. I miss it so much, and at times when I am most bored I always want to cheat and go on. It&#8217;s killing me and I want to go on so badly.</p>
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		<title>Day 23: Photoshoot</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s day 23 and I am getting closer to the end. When I woke up this morning I had 5 missed calls from my friend Mckenna. I called her back and she told me she wanted to go down to &#8230; <a href="http://nomorelurkbook.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/day-23-photoshoot/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nomorelurkbook.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10121159&amp;post=118&amp;subd=nomorelurkbook&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>It&#8217;s day 23 and I am getting closer to the end. When I woke up this morning I had 5 missed calls from my friend Mckenna. I called her back and she told me she wanted to go down to the beach and take some pictures. I myself was bored so I said yes. As we headed to the beach our friend Samie was in front of us. We called her and she ended up following us to the beach and took pictures with us. It was fun, and a good group to be with.</p>
<p>After we headed back to Mckenna&#8217;s and we began to make pasta. We were all starving and the pasta was really good. Then they uploaded the pictures and started editing them. Of course then, they began to put them on facebook. It sucks so much on alot of different levels not being able to be connected to my friends and family. Honestly I didn&#8217;t realize how hard this was going to be.</p>
<p>It was getting late and I needed to be home but before taking me home we headed for Yogurt Dream, and got some really good frozen yogurt. When I got home I got dressed and then headed over to my boyfriends house. We were going to see Blind Side, which was actually a really good movie. That movie touched me in so many different ways, and makes me want to do something nice for someone. Every morning when I leave for school my mom says, &#8221; do something nice for someone today.&#8221; But this movie makes me want to do something  realy nice for someone.</p>
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		<title>Day 22: Sunday</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Every sunday I dread waking up in the morning and doing hours of homework. However this sunday was different because I have the week off. As I woke up this morning I got dressed and ready to leave for work. &#8230; <a href="http://nomorelurkbook.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/day-22-sunday/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nomorelurkbook.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10121159&amp;post=116&amp;subd=nomorelurkbook&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>Every sunday I dread waking up in the morning and doing hours of homework. However this sunday was different because I have the week off. As I woke up this morning I got dressed and ready to leave for work. As I left out the door, the fact of going to work didn&#8217;t seem so bad. When I got to work there was a mix up in the schedules and I ended up not having to work. It was a huge relief so I went home to change. I got dressed and then headed to Oggi&#8217;s to watch the charger game with my boyfriends parents and him.</p>
<p>After the game I went home and got ready to go out to dinner. I went out to dinner with the varsity cheer team. We went to Dick&#8217;s Last Resort downtown. It was really fun however we were the only ones in the resturant. Dinner wasgood, we all ordered chicken tenders and french fries.  It was really pricy but good. We took alot of pictures, and yet of course they are all on facebook.</p>
<p>It sucks to know there are pictures from that night that I can&#8217;t see. I so badly wanted to cheat and go on facebook but I didn&#8217;t. It sucks not being able to go on facebook I miss it alot. I miss communicating with my friends and seeing pictures I&#8217;m  tagged in. I can&#8217;t wait for December 1st.</p>
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