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		<name>Angel</name>
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			<id>urn:jj:justjournal.com:atom1:angel22:18315</id>
			<title>One More Day</title>
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			<published>2010-08-12T15:57:00.000Z</published>
			<updated>2010-08-12T15:57:00.000Z</updated>
			<content type="html">&lt;p&gt;It is funny as I have not been online all morning and the first
thing I do is come in here to write down everything that has
happened. You would think that at 22 I would have a life. The truth
of the matter is...that I do but I also am trying to be serious
about keeping this up and up to date. It is hard to do though when
you know that you are having to go to school and work full time
just so that you can support yourself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I guess I do not have a life as I was asked out by this guy in
my class today and I told him that he would have to get back in
touch with me in 2012 that is when I will be done with college. I
told him that maybe then I would have time. I saw the sad look on
his face so I told him that I could go have a cup of coffee with
him if he would like. So we went to have a cup of coffee and we
talked. It was good.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I thought that he would bow out when I told him that I am a
exotic dancer. He did&#39;nt instead he asked where I danced and if it
would be alright if he came to watch me sometime. I told him that
it would be ok but that he would not be able to get upset with how
people are there. He said ok. He is going to come see me dance
tonight and then he is going to take me to this all night
restaurant for breakfast. It will be nice to have someone to talk
to while I wind down enough to fall asleep for a couple of
hours.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I really like this guy he seems really easy to talk to. Will
have to see how the friendship progresses. Hopefully it will lead
into a strong friendship, I never have enough friends so I could
afford to have one more.&lt;/p&gt;
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			<id>urn:jj:justjournal.com:atom1:angel22:18290</id>
			<title>Hello I am here with another Entry</title>
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			<published>2010-08-10T15:54:00.000Z</published>
			<updated>2010-08-10T15:54:00.000Z</updated>
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      &lt;span
       style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;I made it small because I did not
      like medium font it was just to big and bold for me. So how
      is everyone out there doing? I am doing pretty good. I am not
      sure about all this chat stuff that is out there but I am
      beginning to learn a little bit more. Not really sure if that
      is a good thing though. I do like having the option to talk
      to someone or not talk to them. It is actually better then
      the telephone.&lt;/span&gt;
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      &lt;span
       style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;I went to work last night and did
      not get out until it was time for my early morning class
      which I almost missed. I really hate that I am having so much
      trouble in school right now. My Professor seems to think that
      maybe I am not getting enough sleep. I wonder if that is
      because I keep falling asleep during her lectures. She told
      me that I am going to have to quit my night life or quit my
      education. I informed her that my night life it what was
      paying for my education.&lt;/span&gt;
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      &lt;span
       style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Then she asked me what it was that
      I do, I told her...I am a stripper in a all night strip club.
      And believe you me I get paid more then you do and have to
      work alot less hours. She just looked at me and said that if
      I do not keep up my grades I will not pass. She was all
      willing to help me until she realized what it was that I did
      for a living. You would have thought that I told her that I
      was a hooker or something. Which really should still not
      matter to her. Cause as long as I am sitting in her lectures
      she is getting paid for me being there.&lt;/span&gt;
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      &lt;span
       style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;I basically told her that. And that
      she should never judge someone if she does not know the
      reason for what they are doing what they are doing. She
      invited me to go have something to drink with her this
      afternoon if I had time. I told her that I did and that I
      would be willing to do so if we could like meet at the place.
      She asked me if I like Starbucks and I told her that would be
      good and that I would see her later today.&lt;/span&gt;
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      &lt;span
       style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;So I will let you know what that
      was all about tomorrow when I am back on here. I am going to
      try to keep this thing going everyday but the weekends are
      really hard for me as that is when I cram for the week ahead.
      But I will try. I will talk to you tomorrow have a really
      good evening.&lt;/span&gt;
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			<id>urn:jj:justjournal.com:atom1:angel22:18267</id>
			<title>Just another Day</title>
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			<published>2010-08-09T12:55:00.000Z</published>
			<updated>2010-08-09T12:55:00.000Z</updated>
			<content type="html">&lt;p&gt;You know it is funny how you go through life and think that you
are always going to be alone. You do your job and you go to school.
You keep your life busy but simple. You never expect to meet anyone
that will take your breath away.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have heard that happening to people all the time. They have
their lives planned out and they know exactly what they are going
to do with their lives and then WHAM....POW they meet someone who
blows them away and their life is never the same. Well that is what
happened to me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I went online to find a friend of mine...she said that she would
be on this certain chat engine so I went on there and I found
someone else. He is so interesting to talk to that I totally forgot
that I was looking for my friend. And now that I have been talking
to him for a few more days I have just decided that I will have to
talk to my friend on the phone.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I know what your thinking...you met this guy online .... he
could be a pervert....or worse. And I say to you, you could be
right...but either way it is my life. It really is not like I am
going to meet him anytime soon or ever. He is just someone that I
like to talk to. He makes me laugh and God knows that I do not do
alot of that.&lt;/p&gt;
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