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	<title>Not just a diary</title>
	<link>http://jessin.blog.spiritproject.com</link>
	<description>This is a blog of a member of the spiritproject.</description>
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		<title>The Beginning</title>
		<description>	     I never pictured myself writing in a diary before&#8230; but&#8230; i never pictured myself coming to America either&#8230; 
	This&#8230; is a story. A story that seems hardly believable now that I look back. A story Ive jailed inside me, screaming to be let out. A ...</description>
		<link>http://jessin.blog.spiritproject.com/2002/06/19/the-beginning/</link>
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		<title>ME - not part of the story</title>
		<description>	    Like Ive said before: I really dont think people would read this&#8230; but I think you should. If you never listen to anybody in your life you should listen to my story. Im going to free a little mroe of it every day. Heres some stuff ...</description>
		<link>http://jessin.blog.spiritproject.com/2002/06/19/me-not-part-of-the-story/</link>
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		<title>Where I came from - 1</title>
		<description>	Alone.
Before my life really began I had nobody, and I had gotten quite used to it. I was in Australia, literally abandoned by my father, brother, and long lost sister, and I was living in a forsaken building with an older guy and a seven year old little girl. I ...</description>
		<link>http://jessin.blog.spiritproject.com/2002/06/19/where-i-came-from-1/</link>
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		<title>Where I ended up - 2</title>
		<description>	It was like I just woke up on that plane. I started thinking about things and taking a look around me. It was like I just woke up from a dream with a *POP*. 
	I dont think I stayed in L.A. for more than a week at the most. My ...</description>
		<link>http://jessin.blog.spiritproject.com/2002/06/19/where-i-ended-up-2/</link>
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		<title>Trouble Already - 3</title>
		<description>	The next day I was registered into Madison Middle School. All the mid. schools in Albuquerque are named after presidents. No offense but Madison was really&#8230;(I regret having to use this adjective)&#8230; GAY. The whole damn thing is painted purple, they have all the kids tuck in their shirts, and ...</description>
		<link>http://jessin.blog.spiritproject.com/2002/06/19/trouble-already-3/</link>
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		<title>Nice outlook on easy street - 4</title>
		<description>	Trouble. I woke up for my second day of school sensing it. I hadnt seen that kid for the rest of the day before but I had a feeling I would see him soon: I was going to ride the bus. 
	The bus picked up infront of the main entrance ...</description>
		<link>http://jessin.blog.spiritproject.com/2002/06/19/nice-outlook-on-easy-street-4/</link>
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		<title>Popularity - 5</title>
		<description>	The coming three days were defidently going to be on easy street considering I had gotten rid of TK on the count of his In School Suspension. The kids on the bus pretty much ignored me except for the girls. I couldnt help overhearing almost all the girls I met ...</description>
		<link>http://jessin.blog.spiritproject.com/2002/06/19/popularity-5/</link>
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		<title>My first home ec class</title>
		<description>	    Okay everybody you can start now! and the whole class rose.
The girls pretended to not notice me at first, a typical preppy sort of thing. They went over to our kitchen and started getting out some things.
Chelsea started to organize, Okay, who wants to set the ...</description>
		<link>http://jessin.blog.spiritproject.com/2002/06/19/my-first-home-ec-class/</link>
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		<title>Invitation for a fight - 6</title>
		<description>	The day finally came when TK got out of ISS. I had completely forgot about it since he hadnt road the bus. It was a total surprise. 
	I woke up early and took a shower before grabbing my duck-taped black backpack and heading to the bus stop. I wasnt late ...</description>
		<link>http://jessin.blog.spiritproject.com/2002/06/19/invitation-for-a-fight-6/</link>
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		<title>To fight or not to fight - 7</title>
		<description>	The next day I walked to school again, not wanting to see any sight of TK until 3rd period when we had Math.
During 3rd period he didnt even look at me. He was actually pretending to pay attention to what the teacher was explaining on the black board. I took ...</description>
		<link>http://jessin.blog.spiritproject.com/2002/06/19/to-fight-or-not-to-fight-7/</link>
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