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		  <entry>
	    <title>those growing faces won't stop blinking.</title>
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	    <issued>2009-11-18T23:51:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2009-11-18T23:51:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2009-11-18T23:51:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<p>right now i am watching america's next top model with erika. i already know who won because someone posted it&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>ronniehoffnung</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;right now i am watching america's next top model with erika. i already know who won because someone posted it on facebook before i got the chance to watch it. not that i'm surprised at all, but come on people. that is so lameeee.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;hannah and her family are moving. they used to live 20 minutes away, but now they're only 10. it's pretty nice, except they hate the house. it's from the 70's, so it has gross panneling and ugly carpet. and not to mention mold in the kitchen, dog crap stains on the floor.. it's kind of nasty, except they cleaned it all out. today we went over to help them unload the u-haul. i think we're going back over there tomorrow.. but i don't know for sureeee. now we'll actually get to hang out with her, since she's closer.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;our youth group is having a christmas play.. that is exciting. i can't BELIEVE that christmas is only a few weeks away! it is so ridiculous. thanksgiving is next week.. like, are you serious?!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;my new dog has worms. the from the animal shelter told us &quot;we gave her worm medicine, so all of those are gone. she doesn't have any.&quot; but yeah, she does, pretty gross. and we can't get rid of them until december 5th, because that's when her appointment is to get spayed. ohwellllll.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;lalalal. goodnight.&lt;/p&gt;]]></content>
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		  <entry>
	    <title>Trick-or-Twins (Kaulitz Oneshot)</title>
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	    <issued>2009-11-01T21:31:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2009-11-01T21:31:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2009-11-01T21:31:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<p><img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/9/4/6/0/3/2/1/orig-9460321.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></p>
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<p>The twins were homesick. They'd been in the US for five days, and were really starting&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>ronniehoffnung</name></author>
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The twins were homesick. They'd been in the US for five days, and were really starting to miss their dogs, and their beds. But it was October 31st, and all of the Americans seemed excited. It was a holiday filled with candy, costumes, and parties - one that neither of the twins had ever been a part of. So, naturally, they were excited when they had an evening off on this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the suburbs of New York, in a city they knew they wouldn't be recognized, Bill and Tom left their hotel rooms to walk the streets with the trick-or-treaters. Most of them were little, but some were teenagers - or even older. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two tall boys watched as the kids went up to people's porches and came back with candy and a big smile on their face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Don't you wish we could have done this when we were little?&quot; Bill asked his older twin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yeah, it looks totally wicked. I wonder.. if the kid doesn't say &quot;trick or treat&quot; do they not get anything? I think it's like a rule; you have to say it, otherwise you get nothing. That would suck,&quot; Tom said. Bill nodded in agreement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The twins walked around for an hour, until there were very few trick-or-treaters around. As they walked by a house, a woman called out, &quot;Do you want some candy?&quot; They turned to see an old woman sitting on her porch with a bowl of candy. They looked at eachother, shrugged their shoulders, and walked up to the porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I've got some left, and there doesn't seem to be many kids out. Harry told me to keep the leftovers for him, but he's old and it will only mess his heart up. And I suppose a woman like me doesn't need to be eating candy, either. Not good for my denchers.&quot; the lady rambled on and on, then finally held the bowl out to them. &quot;Take all you want!&quot; she said with a smile on her face. So Bill and Tom took a handful each and Tom slid the candy into one of his large pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Now let's see, I know you're a vampire,&quot; she said to Bill, causing him to grin ear to ear. &quot;But what are you supposed to be? One of those gangster street kids?&quot; she asked Tom. He shoved his hands in his hoodie pocket and looked at his shoes. &quot;Yes, ma'am.&quot; he said, blushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well, it works for you. You both look great!&quot; she said. &quot;Have a good night!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Thank you, you too.&quot; the twins said in unison as they walked away, smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;And be careful!&quot; she called out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill was telling Tom about a cute trick that one of their dogs learned, when they came upon a huge red and white house that was completely decked out for Halloween. Both of the boys came to a stop and stared at the house, mouths hanging open. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Fog machines and everything!&quot; Tom squealed, rubbing his hands together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Look at the bat hanging in the tree, it looks so real! And look at those graves over there! AND THE COFFIN!&quot; Bill was going crazy, pointing out all of the cool decorations. Halloween music played as they walked up the sidewalk that led to the large porch, and they saw a &lt;em&gt;huge&lt;/em&gt; bowl laying there, completely full of goodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill's eyes widened as he saw the candy. He grabbed a handful and shoved it into his pocket. Then grabbed another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Bill!&quot; Tom scolded. &quot;Isn't one enough?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Come on. This is the first time we've ever come out for Halloween, and probably the last. Don't you think we should get lots of candy? Aaaand, there aren't any kids out anymore. These delicious sweets,&quot; Bill turned his gaze upon the candy again. &quot;will go to complete waste if we don't take them.&quot; His eyes were filled with sugary lust as he stared into the bowl. &quot;Jelly beans...&quot; he whined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom considered this, then instantly reacted. &quot;Okay, let's go for it.&quot; Both twins were on their knees, grabbing handfuls of candy. They shoved it in Tom's front pockets, back pockets, lower pockets, and hoodie pocket. When that wasn't enough, Bill took off his boots and started filling them. Tom slid some candy in his hood, then down his pants. &quot;Okay, all of &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; candy is yours.&quot; Bill said, scrunching his nose and giggling.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Uhhh, I'll share it with Georg ;-D.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;This is hilarious,&quot; Bill chimed.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;This is ridiculous, we're stealing little kids' candy!&quot; Tom made one of his silly faces.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I hope we don't get caught.&quot; Bill said with no real alarm. Tom froze and his eyes darted side to side. &quot;Oh you chicken, I'm joking.&quot; Bill poked.&lt;br /&gt;They were both laughing so hard that they had tears in their eyes, and their faces were pretty much falling into the candy bowl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom stood up and watched Bill pull his shirt out from his stomach to make a pouch to put more candy in. Then, he felt something tug at his oversized hoodie. He turned around to see a little boy, he was maybe seven years old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You thief! You moron! You're too big for this,&quot; the boy exclaimed, dressed in a Spiderman costume. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I am not!&quot; Tom said. Bill stopped filling his shirt and turned to see what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You're so tall, you're a giant!&quot; the kid said, glaring up at Tom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom laughed. &quot;If I'm a giant, then I can step on you.&quot; The boy screamed, kicked Tom in the shins, and started running away, until his mom seemed to come out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How dare you threaten my son like that!&quot; she said. She was a gorgeous blonde, in her early thirties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom raised his eyebrows. &quot;Yumm, trick or treat.&quot; he said, smirking. His accent made it sound more like &quot;twrick ohr tweat&quot;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh, that's cute.&quot; She said sarcastically, following with a smack to Tom's face. She let out a &quot;Hmmph,&quot; and walked away with her little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill's jaw dropped. &quot;Wow, the first girl that's ever turned you down, right Tom?&quot; he said, snickering. Tom turned to his twin and put his hands on his shoulders, then shook him, causing candy to spill from Bill's shirt. &quot;It's not funny!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Tommmm, you made me drop candy EVERYWHERE!&quot; Bill said. Tom looked to see loose candy spread out all over the ground, and smirked. Bill looked down at the half-empty bowl then continued filling any space his had left in his apparel. &quot;I think we have enough.&quot; Tom said, pulling on Bill's sleeve. Without looking up from the candy, Bill calmly said, &quot;I think the person that lives here is opening the door. They'll be mad at me.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;Tom shrieked and dashed behind a tree. &quot;Oh scheisse.&quot; his voice was low.&lt;br /&gt;Bill giggled and continued stuffing his clothes with sweets. &quot;Gullible, gullible, gullible.&quot; he hummed under his breath, satisfied by his brother's charming stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;When Tom realized that Bill was only joking. he began to laugh hysterically at the sight of his little twin stealing the Halloween plunder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill walked down the sidewalk and joined him, &quot;Alright, I'm done. I'm loaded.&quot; His shirt and upper pants were lumpy from candy hidden underneath. He held his Skittle-filled boots under one arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Appy alloveen, Tom.&quot; he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Appy alloveen!&quot; Tom smiled, pulling a Kit-Kat bar from the back of his boxers.&lt;/p&gt;]]></content>
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		  <entry>
	    <title>my parachute can't bring me back to the grounddddd.</title>
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	    <issued>2009-11-01T21:03:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2009-11-01T21:03:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2009-11-01T21:03:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<p>i can't believe i didn't take any pictures last night. well, yeah, i can. i have no batteries for my&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>ronniehoffnung</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;i can't believe i didn't take any pictures last night. well, yeah, i can. i have no batteries for my camera right now. we keep forgetting to get some when we go out. so, no pictures of my fabulous funky geisha outfit. but it was a great night and i'll tell you all about itttt.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;i woke up at 4:30.. in the evening.. to get ready. i put on my wig and erika did my makeup. TOTALLY awesome, letmetellyou. trick or treating started at 6. and OF COURSE erika and i are too old to go. but um, we don't care. i love dressing up. it rained all evening, froze to death. love love loved it.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;ONE HOUSE had a huge bowl of candy sitting on the porch. it was like, 10 minutes til trick or treaters had to go home. so we decided to take as much candy as we wanted. we were sitting on the porch, falling into the bowl of candy, laughing til we couldn't breathe. ended up taking almost the whole bowl. the guy that set it out went to jail a couple weeks ago for stealing something. so, we decided to steal from HIM. worked out pretty well.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;there was also a house that had a big bowl and said &quot;take two please&quot;. pffft. we took like, four handfuls EACH. those greedy people, not wanting to give away any candy!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;that's all i have to tell about it. we didn't do anything with leah because.. i don't know. WE NEVER TALK anymore. really sucks.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;so.. how was your alloveen? i'm going to post a story right after this journal. so.. go read it. yes?&lt;/p&gt;]]></content>
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		  <entry>
	    <title>what is it like in the real world?</title>
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	    <issued>2009-10-19T22:25:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2009-10-19T22:25:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2009-10-19T22:25:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<p>i slept for twenty hours last night. i'm the kind of person who can just sleep and sleep and sleep&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>ronniehoffnung</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;i slept for twenty hours last night. i'm the kind of person who can just sleep and sleep and sleep for hours upon hours. i wonder if that means i've got something wrong with me? haha. but seriously, is that normal?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;anyway, the reason i slept so long was because i didn't get any sleep this weekend. friday erika and i went to charleston (where the state capital is located) with my dad. he had to renew his contractor's license, and so we tagged along. it was fun. we took some cool pictures.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/9/3/6/6/7/6/1/orig-9366761.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;erika is a great photographer, is she not?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/9/3/6/6/7/7/1/orig-9366771.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;ummm, i want a light fixture like that.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/9/3/6/6/7/8/1/orig-9366781.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;grinning. and my dad in the background :D&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/9/3/6/6/7/9/1/orig-9366791.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;box office! :)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;so this weekend was a &quot;big event&quot; for wv.. there's this thing called bridge day.. where people from ALL OVER THE WORLD (seriously) come and walk on the new river gorge bridge (the only good thing wv is known for).. sounds kind of stupid, huh? haha. there are like booths set up, and people go skydiving off of the bridge or whatever. well some people from ohio and new york came in to be with us. they are all the nicest people EVER. it's crazy how we don't really know these people, but we have, like, connections with them. this nice girl amy lives with the woman that erika and i stayed with when we went to ohio.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;so FRIDAY the cleveland/buffalo people came in, and we hung out with them for a while. played basketball, ping pong, stuff like thet (&quot;thet&quot; is NOT a typo, i do THET on purpose). saturday was bridge day, which i didn't go to because.. well because no one wanted to go cause it was 20 degrees and raining. well, naturally, sunday comes after saturday. so sunday morning was church service, then a big community dinner. over 150 people were there (which isn't alot really), and it was cool. erika, my mom, and i sang. there was this big stage that we were on, it was so cool. there might be some videos, i'm not sure if anyone got it on record or not. but it was so cool.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;after the dinner we went to subway (we were at the dinner for a LONG time). and guess who was working :D this is the NEW subway, not the one in walmart. but apparently sam got transferred to the new one. which isn't so great, because i doubt we'll go over there very often.. but it was so great seeing him. we went through the drive-thru, so i popped out of the back seat and talked to him. idek. it was great. that boy has some dang blue eyes. he's so amazing. erika gave me the napkins from the sub and the receipt, saying &quot;i thought you might want these&quot; HAHA. i'm such a weird stalker-like girl.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;BOUGHT THE NEW TOKIO HOTEL CD TODAY, WOOOOO! deluxe edition, too :P finalllly. like, we NEVER go over to the mall, and that's the only place around here that has it, sooo. hot topic was sold out (what the heck? no one around here likes them!), which was a bummer cause it's only 10 there. but we decided to get it at fye, even though it was 18 dollars. seriously, erika and i HATE spending money. that's the most we've ever paid for a cd :P i absolutely love everything on the album.. favorites are &quot;noise&quot; &quot;hey you&quot; &quot;dogs unleashed&quot; and &quot;forever now&quot;.. but of course, &quot;pain of love&quot; is AMAZING, and well.. everything is amazing on it.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;tomorrow is probably going to be boring. wednesday is youth group (wednesday is my favorite day of the week. youth group, tokio hotel tv, america's next top model, everything good happens on wednesdays), THURSDAY! erika, my mom, and i might go and record some songs for a cd. i'm so excited. it's been two years since we've gone into the studio. this time we're working on some harmonies and stuff like thet. i think we're mainly going to cover songs, and do a few songs that she's written. i need to write songs. so far i've written ONE whole song, and i haven't let anyone hear it or even read the lyrics :) hehe.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;FRIDAY is finally the football game. i don't care if it's raining or snowing or there are lightning bolts shooting out of the sky, i'm going to that freaking game. first homegame in like, 3 weeks. i've only been to one this year.. i need to see that sam atha boy. should i get a picture so this boy is no longer faceless?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;this journal is really way too long. so.. let's end this greatly.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;who thinks i should do a cool video? what should it be? questionaire? singing? drowning? GIVE ME IDEAS!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;love love.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;]]></content>
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		  <entry>
	    <title>no one reads these anymore, but oh well.</title>
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	    <issued>2009-10-11T01:25:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2009-10-11T01:25:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2009-10-11T01:25:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<p>it's 4:30 AM. i have to wake up in 5 hours, and i'm showing no signs of being tired. right&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>ronniehoffnung</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;it's 4:30 AM. i have to wake up in 5 hours, and i'm showing no signs of being tired. right now i'm running on 6 hours of sleep, i know i'm going to be a mess tomorrow. for me, sleep almost isn't neccessary (but a spell check would be nice). sometimes i can go hours upon hours without it. it's kind of nice..&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;yesterday (saturday) my family went to the anniversary party. it wasn't AS bad as i thought it would be, but still lame. everyone ignored erika and i for the longest time. they would just walk by us and not say anything, too caught up in fussing about something. our distant cousins that we used to play with when we were little, kevin and erin, were there. hadn't seen them in like 8 years or something. anyway, they weren't so interested in us.. they didn't say hi or even smile. it's dissappointing when you see someone you haven't seen in ages, and they ignore you. kevin is 21 now and he kind of looks like simon from 7th heaven.. need i say more? haha. erika told my mom that she thought he was cute, and my mom was like &quot;he's your cousin!!!&quot; haha cousins can be cute =P&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;our other cousin, (okay, i put 'cowsin' at first, and that was hilarious to me) david, is in for the weekend. he's been in oklahoma for army training. he looks alot more grown up now =D but he's a cool guy. fun to talk to, alot more down to earth than most of our family.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;the rest of the evening involved a small wedding cake that costed way too much, kool-aid that we thought was champagne, bad internet connection, a kitty cat, annoying baby cousins, parallel (huhhhhh?) parking, annnnnd... tv. sisterhood of the travelling pants makes me CRYYYY, cause it makes me think of me, erika, and leah. the part where they're sitting in the yoga class room, giving the rules for the pants, oh ehm gee. cry cry cry. i love it.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;since it's kind of a freaking tradition to write about sam these days.... well. there isn't anything to say about him today.

&lt;p&gt;i need to go do something that will make me tired.. read. lately i've been reading in habakkuk (in the bible). my favorite verse right now is habakkuk 2:14- &quot;For as the waters fill the sea, the earth will be filled with an awareness of the glory of the LORD&quot;. do you have a favorite bible verse?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;guten nacht, kinder.&lt;/p&gt;]]></content>
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		  <entry>
	    <title>i'm trying to tell you, trying to know you, i'm dying to show you, fighting to get you</title>
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	    <issued>2009-10-09T21:11:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2009-10-09T21:11:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2009-10-09T21:11:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<p>tomorrow is going to be so borrrriinnggg. me and the erika doll are going to our great-grandparents 70th wedding anniversary&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>ronniehoffnung</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;tomorrow is going to be so borrrriinnggg. me and the erika doll are going to our great-grandparents 70th wedding anniversary party. (that's a mouthful). their names are hazel gertrude and william edward. wow. so basically grandpa mumbles ALL THE time. the only people that understand him are the ones that have been around him alot, which is not me or erika. and grandma can't hear good, so people have to yell at her. it's kind of ridiculous, most of the time when we visit them, the tv is turned up so loud that no one can hear anything, and they won't turn it off. sadly my cousins rhys and moira won't be coming in :( so it isn't going to be fun.. erika and i will most likely go off into a room by ourselves and talk. my other cousins that are coming are... different. three boys, they don't understand that girls don't like to talk about wrestling and football. they're really nice, but they talk really fast. lol.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;today was a shopping day. like, grocery shopping. it was better than just sitting around at home, but it wasn't anything great. sam wasn't working at subway again, i think he quit.. which means i'll see him like MAYBE once a month, but not likely. i want to talk to him. blah idek.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;last friday erika and i went to starbucks with becky.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/9/2/8/4/9/0/1/orig-9284901.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strawberries and cream frappuccino omgggg amazing. and the coffee samples (like erika is showing off) are amazing, too. i mean, once you add nine hundred cups of half&amp;half :D i don't really like coffee, unless it's drown in milk and zuugahh.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;ladadadeeda, ladadadeedeeedada.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;we were supposed to go to starbucks again tonight, but you kind of need money for that. and of course, money is non-existant around here.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;well.... my mom just asked me if i could help her with some house cleaning.. who in the world cleans house at 12:22 AM? oh well. so it's time to get off and try to be a good daughter. no complaining, son.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;EDIT: i'm done cleaning and now i'm listening to tokio hotel's new album, which is AHMAYZIIINNG. what do you think the best album is that's been dropped this year?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;earlier becky and i were spying on people's profiles on facebook, and we saw where this guy commented someone and said, &quot;my summer has been good, but it's been hard to be so far away from my girlfriend for so long.&quot; and as soon as i read that, i loudly said &quot;EWWWWWW!&quot;... haha, i have no idea why. it was pretty funny though :D&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;hannah called and i might stay the night over there monday or something. i hope it works out, it would be so much fun :D&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;that is all for now. i'm trying to get back into updating this, you know?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>Giraffe Week!</title>
	    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ronniehoffnung.buzznet.com/user/journal/4611551/"/>
	    <id>buzznet:user:entry:id:4611551</id>
	    <issued>2009-09-28T22:56:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2009-09-28T22:56:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2009-09-28T22:56:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<p>Hello all cats and caterpillars. I'm going to be doing a new lame thing on here where each week I&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>ronniehoffnung</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;Hello all cats and caterpillars. I'm going to be doing a new lame thing on here where each week I post a journal with themes. It will be different each week, sometimes it will be just pictures, sometimes I'll write, but it will always keep you entertained for the few minutes it takes to browse the journal, and it will almost always be about fashion.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;This week is &lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All Things Giraffe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;So let's get started into &lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff9900;&quot;&gt;Giraffe Week&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-X_z1CNvYnE/SEXgXpKIqNI/AAAAAAAAAP4/lj4fzOI9ho4/s400/giraffe_head.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Giraffes are lovely creatures. Kind of funny looking, but lovely all the same. With their long necks and their disgustingly large tongues, they're kind of irresistable. They're obviously the tallest land-living animal and can weigh up to 2,630 lbs. Imagine carrying one of those on your back. The coolest thing about them is that they usually sleep only 1.9 hours a day. That is my kind of animal! I've only had one encounter with a giraffe, and must admit that it creeped me out because it was so big. But, if I ever come across one again, I'll be sure to hug it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Giraffes have a big part in fashion. You'll find them on lots of t-shirts, their coat pattern on lots of shoes and purses. Let's have a look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/9/2/0/3/0/8/1/orig-9203081.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this on eBay and I kind of want it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/9/2/0/3/1/0/1/orig-9203101.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giraffe shoes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.buonuomo.com/collection_02/img/06.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks pretty comfortable to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://bc-embroidery.com/images/Giraffe_Purse.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm SO SICK of seeing these, but here is a Giraffe purse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvQ4ul_6P1k/Sm3XE-hQRoI/AAAAAAAAB5s/Zpv8sHRLRyU/s400/P1020371.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Giraffe socks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.getprice.com.au/images/uploadimg/650/350__1_k5518-detail.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Giraffe hat (don't wear this to a wedding)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://media.costumesinc.com/costumesinc/SKUimages/large/62294.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't think of anything to be for Halloween? Here's your solution! Be a Giraffe of course!!!! (nice shoes...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Lots of celebrities like Giraffes, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/9/2/0/3/1/1/1/orig-9203111.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay Lohan was caught sporting this shirt. I think it would look better on me, but I like her purse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/9/2/0/3/1/2/1/orig-9203121.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harlow Madden likes to eat Giraffes. I guess that counts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/9/2/0/3/1/3/1/orig-9203131.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suri Cruise likes to use Giraffes as a pillow for her baby dolls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/9/2/0/3/1/4/1/orig-9203141.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris Hilton likes Giraffes.. but who really cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/9/2/0/3/1/6/1/orig-9203161.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definitely not a Giraffe, but it came up under my Giraffe search. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Giraffes can also be found in paintings, such as the famous painting of a giraffe which was taken from Somolia to China in 1414. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/7/78/ShenDuGiraffePainting.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the (RATHER LARGE) giraffe painting itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;In Japan, Taiwan, and Korea, giraffes are called Qilin.. or something like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Fact: The longer you look at the word &quot;Giraffe&quot;, the stranger it looks. Now I'm questioning the spelling on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;There you have it. Giraffe week. Enjoy your Giraffes and have a beautiful week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;/p&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>guess what..</title>
	    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ronniehoffnung.buzznet.com/user/journal/4604381/"/>
	    <id>buzznet:user:entry:id:4604381</id>
	    <issued>2009-09-27T20:14:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2009-09-27T20:14:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2009-09-27T20:14:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #0000ff;">BE HAPPY.</span></strong></p>]]></summary>
	    <author><name>ronniehoffnung</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0000ff;&quot;&gt;BE HAPPY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>immer, werden wir uns tragen.</title>
	    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ronniehoffnung.buzznet.com/user/journal/4590941/"/>
	    <id>buzznet:user:entry:id:4590941</id>
	    <issued>2009-09-23T22:22:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2009-09-23T22:22:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2009-09-23T22:22:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<p>don't you hate how at the end of books you're not ready to let go of the characters? blahhhh, jewel,&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>ronniehoffnung</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;don't you hate how at the end of books you're not ready to let go of the characters? blahhhh, jewel, come back. i love the name jewel for a boy. i love girls names for boys, i love weird names. one day i'll have a boy and name him sunshine. poor kid. but he'll be such a great kid that he will love it.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;the opposite of invisible is a good book. sooo adorable.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/31gNnUuyoML.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;i have five other books waiting for me; green by ted dekker, prophet by frank peretti... and i can't remember which others i have. but i'm excited to read. if i could drop out of school and just read books the rest of my life, i would.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;sunday catlyn and i went to a picnic!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/9/1/6/7/5/6/1/orig-9167561.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/9/1/6/7/5/7/1/orig-9167571.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to remember why she looked away all of a sudden..&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/9/1/6/7/6/0/1/orig-9167601.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oogs, haha.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/9/1/6/7/6/1/1/orig-9167611.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our favorite place =)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;go over to &lt;a href=&quot;http://shinystar.buzznet.com&quot;&gt;her page&lt;/a&gt; for more picturessss.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;check. this. hot. picture. out.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/9/1/6/7/6/2/1/orig-9167621.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SCREAMS*&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;does &lt;em&gt;anyone &lt;/em&gt;have tumblr?! ronniehoffnung.tumblr.com go there nowwww.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;friday is football. football is friday. i guess erika and i are going with leah. it's not official, but it will happen. going to see cat, cheer on chris hill and possibly run into &lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: line-through;&quot;&gt;that pot head&lt;/span&gt; sam.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;trying to do school without complaining. LAST YEAR. SENIOR. 12TH GRADE. those words are supposed to help. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;how has everyone's week been so far?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;k&uuml;ss k&uuml;ss.&lt;/p&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>omg cupcakez sprinklez and sweetz!</title>
	    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ronniehoffnung.buzznet.com/user/journal/4584541/"/>
	    <id>buzznet:user:entry:id:4584541</id>
	    <issued>2009-09-22T11:47:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2009-09-22T11:47:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2009-09-22T11:47:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<p><strong><span style="color: #ff00ff;">will someone explain to me what the big deal is about cupcakes?</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color: #ff00ff;">everyone is like "omg letz&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>ronniehoffnung</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;will someone explain to me what the big deal is about cupcakes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;everyone is like &quot;omg letz go eat a cupcake!&quot;... &quot;i'm getting a cupcake tattoo!&quot;.. &quot;look at my cupcake shirt!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;i used to think they were cute. now the whole community of buzznet has ruined them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.g1-news.com/wp-content/uploads/cannibal-cupcake.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff00ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;this must be why they call me ranting raven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;]]></content>
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