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  <title>I love Italy</title>
  <subtitle>If you couldn't tell</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Christina</name>
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  <updated>2006-08-12T02:28:06Z</updated>
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    <title>Very happy.</title>
    <published>2006-08-12T02:28:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-12T02:28:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"I'm Ok" by Christina Aguilera.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, if you didn't know yet...I'm sooo over Ben.  And he can read this, I don't care (not that he ever comes on anyway).  Last week, I found out who he really is.  And the person I saw is everything I hate about people.  I don't hate him...but I totally do not like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooo much happier than I have ever been.  Happier than I was when I was with Ben.  The happiness now isn't fake...and it's not like I'm trying to be happy.  It's real.  And I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm confident in myself.  I'm such an optimist &amp; I know I can do whatever I set my mind to.  And I love the way I look!  I guess when I was with Ben I tried to not act as confident...because I didn't want to come off as conceided.  Because I'm not like that at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I was devastated he broke up with me.  Now, I'm glad he did it.  Because if he didn't, I'd still be tied down &amp; trapped.  That's how I felt with him.  Trapped.  Like I couldn't do what I wanted or act as crazy and funny as I really am.  And I felt like I couldn't show how smart I really am...because I didn't want to seem smarter than him.  But now, I can do whatever I want.   I can call Johnny Depp hottt...call myself pretty...and be the funny person I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of all, I don't have to worry about somebody constantly bringing me down.  I don't have to be blamed for something when I did nothing wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be myself...and I can be happy.  And that's what I've always wanted.</content>
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    <title>Friends Only</title>
    <published>2006-07-05T03:19:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-05T03:21:58Z</updated>
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