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  <title>Something</title>
  <subtitle>Love is giving someone the power to destroy you but trusting them not to.</subtitle>
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    <name>Jessy</name>
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  <updated>2007-12-07T21:31:33Z</updated>
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    <title>jgib05 @ 2007-12-07T16:31:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-07T21:31:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-07T21:31:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's&amp;nbsp;been a while oh well. I'll post soon.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jgib05:10123</id>
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    <title>jgib05 @ 2007-07-02T14:21:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-02T18:28:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-02T18:28:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yay! I love summer. Things are going really well for me right now. I have a great job, John and my one year anniversary is Friday and I couldn't be happier. Amanda is getting married that's going to be crazy. There's lots of time to work with though since the wedding isn't till Dec. 2010. I wish I got to see my friends more. Now that I work full time I never see anyone. I'll work it out people do it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any what I'm off.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jgib05:9765</id>
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    <title>Job</title>
    <published>2007-04-20T17:21:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-20T17:21:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have a job now. YAY! I got a job working at Hollywood Video. I go to training tomorrow. I'm so excited. Any what I'm off to enjoy the sunny day. It's warm again, YAY!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jgib05:9683</id>
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    <title>Stuff</title>
    <published>2007-03-07T06:06:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-07T06:09:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just a short update. Not much going on here, I just found out Becca's dog died and while I don't see or talk to her anymore. (I don't really know why.) I feel very sad her dog Aliki was a very kind and loving dog. Always finding something to bark at. My heart goes out to the family in this difficult time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Hawaii over winter break with John it was fun. I think most of you know that but for those who don't. We're doing great, his family is very niceand my family likes him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for summer. Hopeful it won't keep me waiting to long. The weeks seem to go by faster now that it's not so shity out. It's late so I'm off.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jgib05:9348</id>
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    <title>Yay!</title>
    <published>2007-02-21T21:45:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-21T21:45:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Things are great right now. Still looking for a job but other than that things are going well. I love being back in Ann Arbor. I still miss Marquette/Northern on a semi regular basis but not because I liked it there. It's more nostalgia. Any what I'm tired, Yay the beginning of break! See you all in a week, I'm going off line for break. I need to get away from the world of the web for a while and return to the world of the living.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jgib05:9197</id>
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    <title>John D. Tucker</title>
    <published>2007-02-13T03:41:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-13T03:41:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I love John D. Tucker!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jgib05:8879</id>
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    <title>Something Cool</title>
    <published>2006-02-27T01:08:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-27T01:08:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I thought this was cool. Mel had this on her site so now I'm trying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=jgib05"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=jgib05&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jgib05:8462</id>
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    <title>Ending and hope of new things.</title>
    <published>2006-01-21T22:31:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-21T22:31:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>CCR -- Vietnam War Song</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well I finally let go of Davo. I may not have said it to all of you but most of you knew that I like him. I cared for him more than I can put into words but knowing he didn't feel the same for me hurt. I couldn't take it anymore and I wrote a letter and put it in the mail. That was it the end of our friendship, for now at least. It hurts to much to stay his friend at this point in time. I feel oddly at peace right now. I know he hasn't gotten it yet but now that I'm letting go and after I cried for like three hours yesterday I now feel hope for the future. I can move on and find someone who will make me happy and care for me as much as I care for them. So it is with renewed hope that I say I'm going to be okay without him.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jgib05:8252</id>
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    <title>School</title>
    <published>2006-01-17T04:00:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-17T04:00:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">School has started again and this semester is going to kick my ass. Econ and Sociology are going to be hard! Oh well have no fear I"ll get throiugh it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jgib05:8130</id>
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    <title>Finals are over</title>
    <published>2005-12-15T01:57:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-15T01:57:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm so happy! It's kinda sad though cause it means my first semester as a college student is over, but there will be many more so it's ok. I will be home soon. That will be lots of fun. Any way my roommate is trying to sleep and the typing drives me insane when I try to sleep so I'm ganna go.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jgib05:7583</id>
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    <title>Paper for English leave comments</title>
    <published>2005-12-11T07:04:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-11T07:05:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I wake early in the morning. The sun is just barely over the top of the mountain. Outside of the hotel the world is waking.  Flynn is still sleeping silent next to me and Gynelle lays sprawled out on the bed next to us.  I debate going back to sleep. I fidget for a few minutes before kicking off the blankets jump out of bed and get ready to go out. I pull on a pair of old softball sweats and running shoes. As I escape from the stale hotel room and enter a blanket of sun I hear Flynn stirring. He’ll be up when I get back, I think as I close the door and set off.&lt;br /&gt;The mist has not yet left as I run past small gift shops and fast food restaurants. Finally after what seems to me like forever, but is more like two or three minutes, I make it to Emmitsburg road. I’m at the spot in the road where the city meets the battlefields. The mist is thicker here. A cornfield with corn ready to be pick on one side and the grassy field with the high water mark on the other. I think perhaps all of humanities flaws, all of its perfections, are in this small area of land in the middle of the Pennsylvania countryside.&lt;br /&gt;I stop for a moment, stretch, and look out at the bench next to the high water mark. My father has told me the story of a man who one day sat down next to him crying. The man apologized for disturbing my father and then went on to say that his grandfather was killed down in front of them and explained his other grandfather was murdered right behind where they were sitting. He said “What are the odds my grandfather killed my grandfather?” &lt;br /&gt;Once my legs are loose I run past countless monuments until I reach the peach orchard and I take the trail off to the left that leads up to Little Round Top which is essentially a hill over looking a small rock face where hundreds of people massacred each other. I run the trail with dense brush on either side. How hard it must have been to charge through that brush, I think. I reach the top and I look out at the world. The sun speckles the Pennsylvanian countryside through the clouds. The cloud shapes dance across the trees and hills. The crisp autumn air sends a chill down my back. Earth and dirt and sweat as thick as the mist rises and the day begins. A connection to all the people who’ve died. Sitting on the spot where someone was slaughtered, no not just one but thousands of people were slaughtered. This place is not for amusement it’s here to remind us of what has been and could happen again.  After a while, the first car drives through and the day really has begun. I head back down the hill and loop back for the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, I make one more stop at the Pennsylvania Monument. I sit for a few moments and remember my mom walking me up the steps when I was in kindergarten. That was the first time I remember visiting this monument. A woman walks past and the air fills with her perfume, the kind they spray on you in department stores before you get a chance to say you don’t want it. The kind of perfume that hangs in the air for a while after you’ve walked past. &lt;br /&gt;I’ve been here too long, and no one knows where I am. I glance back one more time to see the dome at the top of the monument with the eagle forever watching over the park. The air is now thick with heat, and it’s time to put on shorts. &lt;br /&gt;I run back making note of all the things I have to show Flynn and Gynelle on this holy spot. The street is now busy with far more people than I would expect for October.  Still, it’s better than no one coming at all. I reach the hotel and Flynn walks out mumbling something about being on his way to find me. I run up and squeeze him like a small child on Christmas. A car honks at us and I head inside to wake up Gynelle.&lt;br /&gt;Today is about showing the people I’m closest to what brings me meaning. All of human emotion can be found in this spot. But most of all I find my family here in spirit. The ashes of my family have been spread here for decades. Even through all the tragedy we have endured, we have survived, yet none of that matters here. Being here is more a celebration of what we still have left.  Nothing can ruin this day it’s just not possible. Perhaps one day it may happen. Until then I’ll keep dreaming about it.</content>
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    <title>Home</title>
    <published>2005-11-21T06:38:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-21T06:38:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well I'm home for a little while. It's really great actually! Let me know if you wanna do something. I'm free all week.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jgib05:6832</id>
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    <title>BAck</title>
    <published>2005-10-11T21:06:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-11T21:06:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's funny how I almost forgot Toni was gone when I went home. In fact after people stopped asking about her it felt like nothing had happened to her at all. It wasn't until I got back up here and was hangout with some of my friends that I remembered she was gone. It seems like so long ago that everything happened but it was only a little over a week. I started when I saw Hope because I knew that she had left over the weekend for Toni's funeral. Things are getting back to normal around here though which is good. None of us will ever forget her but it's time to let her rest. So this is my final good bye to one of the friendliest people I didn't have a chance to be close to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Bye Toni! I'll never forget you but I have to let you go.</content>
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    <title>And now it rains as if the world knew she was gone.</title>
    <published>2005-10-04T15:22:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-04T15:22:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm sorry I never got the chance to know her better. She was a good friend, even if only for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as she came she went loved and missed by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen Toni Coupland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May she Rest In Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Angles lead you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you Toni you touched my life for but a moment but you will stay in my heart forever.</content>
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    <title>The girl upstairs...</title>
    <published>2005-10-03T00:03:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-03T00:03:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">One of the girls I was hanging out with last night that lived upstairs drowned today. I think I'm going to call all of you tonight and tell you how much I love you. It's crazy to think she is gone I just saw her like ten hours ago. Anyway because of this I don't feel very well right now. So I'm going to go curl up in a ball again and just sit for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becareful I want to be able to see all of you when I get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Farwell god knows when we shall meet again."</content>
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    <title>Rain</title>
    <published>2005-09-28T18:44:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-28T18:44:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As with any rain storm it has washed away my pain. I feel like I have a fresh start at being happy. I love when it rains although it makes me think og Gynelle that makes ms sad cause we can't play in the rain it also clears my head some how. It's like no matter how much I cry there is something missing and when it rains it's like the tears I want to cry. I always always always feel better after it rains even if I didn't think I felt bad to begain with. I guess it puts things in perspective for me. Now that I look back on the past week I wonder why I let some boy make me feel so upset. Some little boy that can't think past his dick. It's all so stupid. I don't want to be with a two faced person anyway. That's not my point though, my point is that I feel really good right now. I need to remember what the rain does and keep in mind that nothing is really worth my tears. I need to stop getting upset about things. I miss you and hope to see you soon. Seven weeks till thanksgiving! I can't wait!</content>
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    <title>jgib05 @ 2005-09-27T16:00:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-28T13:11:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-28T13:11:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breath."</content>
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    <title>Sick</title>
    <published>2005-09-24T18:24:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-24T18:24:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm sick 800 miles away from home.I just want to be in the same building as foood and suop when I'm sick. I hate being sick away from home.</content>
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    <title>Cold</title>
    <published>2005-09-22T19:57:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-22T19:57:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm fucking cold! That's a;; I have to say.</content>
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    <title>ICE CREAM!!!!!!!!!</title>
    <published>2005-09-21T22:38:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-21T22:38:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Man do I love ice cream. It's so good. it's the only good foor they have here besides the salads which have been on the border of gone bad lately. I miss Ann Arbor. But such is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICE CREAM!</content>
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    <title>Moving on.</title>
    <published>2005-09-21T01:33:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-21T01:33:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Things are OK here. I forgot to turn in home work last night so I turned it in late. I'm so mad at myself. I don't really use xanga any more I've just moved away from it. I'm not sure why. I find myself checking xanga and LJ all the time though because I don't really have anything better to do. So I'm online all the time. I love you and miss you.</content>
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    <title>Stuff</title>
    <published>2005-09-20T04:19:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-20T04:19:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hadn't thought about him in a while but with the rain all day there wasn't much else to do but think. I miss him. This is the longest I've gone with out seeing everyone in a long time. And yet I find myself thinking about to people. Gynelle because she is my life line and him. I thought about him alot now that the two of them are firends again. It kills me because I know I can never have him. There will always be someone else who is more than I am to him. I know that moving up here ended my chance of ever having him. But I can't help but think about him. All the unapealing things he does. And yet that person that I know he is. That person that cried the night me and gynelle got pissed off at him. The person that got into a car accident with me and cared more about weather i was okay than if he was even thought he was the hurt one. The person who don't rally talk to me anymore. And I don't like this feeling. I don't like the feeling that he is the only guy that realy knows me. I don't like the fact that I'm losing that. Don't get me wrong I have girlfriends that I talk to all the time but it was nice being that close to a guy. It's funny the entire time we were friends he never thought of me as more and the entire time we were friends I wanted one day when he would look at me the way he looked at Khelila or Emma. One day. I miss the hugs ok to be honest i miss hugs from anyone. I miss the bandanas. I miss the day he came out into the hall to see if he could do anything when i was crying cause Steve wouldn't be able to give me my daploma. He thought I was being a smart ass when I said he was acting like a night in shinning armor I wasn't he did help me through that day. Staying at his house when his parents weren't living there. And it's sad to think that when I come back he won't be the same person. I loved when I left. Who knows he may even have a girlfriend by then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know you know who I'm talking about all I ask is that you don't tell about this or show him this. This is for you and me okay Gynelle.)</content>
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    <title>Rain</title>
    <published>2005-09-19T15:09:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-19T15:09:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So it was sprinkling when I went to class. No big deal I love the rain it made me think of Gynelle. Then when I got out of class it was pouring. YAY! It was great them it started raining even harder as I was walking home and I though god damn it why the fuck isn't Gynelle here I want to dance and play in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;And now it's raining like crazy and I'm sitting in here thinking about all the times I went dancing and playing in the rain with Gynelle. Oh coincidentally my roommate hates the rain. I can't believe how opposite we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE RAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE RAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE RAIN!</content>
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    <title>jgib05 @ 2005-09-18T14:22:00</title>
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    <content type="html">I'm never going to drive in a car again unless I'm driving. Neither one can drive worth shit. I think I'm going to take the money my Grandmother left me for college and use it to buy a car cause this is fucking ridiculous. And the fucking buses up here fucking suck! They have no stops none.</content>
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    <title>Stuff</title>
    <published>2005-09-18T06:38:33Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Well I got out today. I went to the beach by myself today. It was so beautiful. It's nice being this close to water. Then I went to the game with a girl down the hall from me. Damn she's kinda crazy but she's fun. We did some shopping for sprite with my target girt card then went for pizza. It was cool. Later we watched TV kinda really we just hung out in the TV room with one of her other friends. We went to a casino not much fun. Didn't spend any money but watched them spend some. I think they are the kind of people I've been looking for. They drink but not to much. That's not there main focus every once and a while. Not like every night like my roommate. I'm ready for Gynelle to come up. Today wasn't so bad though. It was barrable for the first time in a while. I still miss home though. But I really like living this close to water. &lt;br /&gt;I like her friend he's a nerd but has really good taste in music. I don't know I'm not looking for someone right now. And besides William is so... He gives me butterflies. I haven't had that in a while. I miss it ya know? He's hardcore William at least that's how he comes off. But I don't have time for that shit. And who would fall for me anyways. Look at all my relationships. Person X abusive. Lucas greasy. Jon slimy. Tucker went out with me for a week and hated every minute of it. I just don't want to deal with all the drama right now. Any ways it's really fucking late so I'm ganna go to sleep.</content>
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