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Almost...too well? Lol maybe I'm just being weird, but I can't help but waiting for the other shoe to drop. He says he enjoys my company more and more every time he sees me, and when I'm busy with school, which is pretty often these days, he asks, "Well when am I gonna see you?" Lol. It's sweet! Although, one of my readers, Janelle, has brought 
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He's shorter than me
He's still not completely over his ex-girlfriend
He never wants to come to my place, but he always expects me to go to his
He's not very nice to Jasper :/ I don't think he likes him very much (That is a BIG DEAL!!)
He's only 25
He never shuts up about blowjobs, cuz apparently they're his favorite thing in the world, and I pretty much hate giving them! Ugh... 
I'm just 
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When I got there, he led me down some stairs, to a cozy 
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 AHHH! Today was so much fun! I went shopping with 2 girls from school, Katy and Sami. They were both in my photo class last semester. Then we went and ate afterwards. We had such a blast. We were at Nordstrom Rack, and we all picked out really shitteous outfits and made each other pose in them. Then we took photos. I felt like I was 17 again. Although, they are both 19 so maybe that's why. Lol.
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So after much deliberation, you have all convinced me not to reach out to Melissa. And I agree, it's best to just leave it alone. It's not like I want to rekindle our friendship or anything, and she was a shitty friend. So I'm not going to contact her.
In other news, I had a couple of house guests since Wednesday night. One of
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So I'm getting my haircut tomorrow, and I was talking to Sophie about it, and she sent me a link to one of my old photos on facebook of Todd and me at the Superbowl afterparty. I had just gotten a haircut, it just brushed my shoulders. I didn't like it, I remember. I was in a total state of panic because I had no idea how to style it! Well anyways, underneath that picture was a comment, from 
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He finally came clean to me about his ex. His very recent ex... Apparently everything was copasetic until got a job promotion at the bank she works at. That was about a month ago. Then suddenly started "freaking out" and being a total bitch to him. Then on top of that, one of Brazil's friends 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WmpZnQtIelCkXxFwoPLsoP43xcg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WmpZnQtIelCkXxFwoPLsoP43xcg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/YuRz/~4/MiUn0MRAqnY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://thelifeandtimesofpeyton.blogspot.com/2012/01/brazils-got-baggage.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0ABSHsyeCp7ImA9WhRVF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412251258960272179.post-5837598412271543774</id><published>2012-01-16T16:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T16:09:19.590-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-16T16:09:19.590-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gratuitous" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sexy Time" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sexy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Yum" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hott" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Brazil" /><title>The Perfect...</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thelifeandtimesofpeyton.blogspot.com/feeds/5837598412271543774/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412251258960272179&amp;postID=5837598412271543774" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412251258960272179/posts/default/5837598412271543774?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412251258960272179/posts/default/5837598412271543774?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/YuRz/~3/4ZNNkBdjyN8/perfect.html" title="The Perfect..." /><author><name>Peyton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425373861782968292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a189/biggerbertha/random%20stuff/5oclock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Finally saw Brazil last night! He came over and we ordered in and watched Harry Potter. His flight had been delayed due to plane issues, so he just got in yesterday morning and both of us were too tired to go anywhere, which is why we decided on the movie. And he was the one who picked Harry Potter! Lol, it was the The Order of the Phoenix, since he's seen the first four, but he kept asking me 
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Last night Matt and I made some tentative plans. I asked what he was doing, and he said he had a work dinner thing, but that he was free after, and he didn't think it would last too long. So I told him I might be out, and to text me if he wanted to meet up. 
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So anyway, Matt has kept in touch with me intermittently over the past week. I've been letting him make the first move each time, so 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/29HwY05yGl98qgtYW8JSagG-CBw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/29HwY05yGl98qgtYW8JSagG-CBw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/YuRz/~4/Vxar4iCoWQQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://thelifeandtimesofpeyton.blogspot.com/2012/01/orlando-or-bust.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQBSXo9eCp7ImA9WhRWFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412251258960272179.post-6149536959634816360</id><published>2012-01-03T17:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T17:29:18.460-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-03T17:29:18.460-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WTF" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Matt" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="FML" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Warren" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Work Sucks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="HELP" /><title>FML Right Now!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thelifeandtimesofpeyton.blogspot.com/feeds/6149536959634816360/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412251258960272179&amp;postID=6149536959634816360" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412251258960272179/posts/default/6149536959634816360?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412251258960272179/posts/default/6149536959634816360?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/YuRz/~3/1g6wiThsbdY/fml-right-now.html" title="FML Right Now!" /><author><name>Peyton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425373861782968292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a189/biggerbertha/random%20stuff/5oclock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><content type="html">I'm really pissed. For one, I've been trying since November to get my shift covered at work this Friday night. But NO ONE will take it, because Warren's band is having a show that night and everybody wants to go. But I'm leaving for Orlando tomorrow morning! So wtf am I supposed to do1!? UUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!Second, I'm already getting irritated with Matt because he's just...I don't
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0DUbkhhTaAsZZ7iwoR5OfJMfIMw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0DUbkhhTaAsZZ7iwoR5OfJMfIMw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/YuRz/~4/1g6wiThsbdY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://thelifeandtimesofpeyton.blogspot.com/2012/01/fml-right-now.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQNRX8zeip7ImA9WhRWFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412251258960272179.post-5995476081500193283</id><published>2012-01-01T16:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T16:53:14.182-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-01T16:53:14.182-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Matt" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sleep Over" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sex" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="NYE" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sexy Time" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Boys Boys Boys" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Brazil" /><title>Starting Off the New Year With a Bang!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thelifeandtimesofpeyton.blogspot.com/feeds/5995476081500193283/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412251258960272179&amp;postID=5995476081500193283" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412251258960272179/posts/default/5995476081500193283?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412251258960272179/posts/default/5995476081500193283?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/YuRz/~3/AiVmYD4a8bg/starting-off-new-year-with-bang.html" title="Starting Off the New Year With a Bang!" /><author><name>Peyton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425373861782968292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a189/biggerbertha/random%20stuff/5oclock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total><content type="html">Dude...I've been on cloud 9 all day.THE DRY SPELL IS OVER!!!! :D Matt texted me yesterday morning before I was even awake. He said he was thinking about coming to my bar for NYE. He ended up not being able to, because we were sold out of tickets, so we decided to meet up afterwards. Work was awesome. Me and Warren and Abbie had so much fun behind the bar! It was great.It took us forever to get 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zpbWy5lc9f3aFtl2TEx5zJ1KFBw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zpbWy5lc9f3aFtl2TEx5zJ1KFBw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/YuRz/~4/F1RvxPAj3_E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://thelifeandtimesofpeyton.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-place-like-home-for-holidays.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0AARXk8fCp7ImA9WhRSEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412251258960272179.post-2971375521019849320</id><published>2011-11-12T03:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T03:22:24.774-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-12T03:22:24.774-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ridiculous" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ted" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fighting" /><title>Clear The Air</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thelifeandtimesofpeyton.blogspot.com/feeds/2971375521019849320/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412251258960272179&amp;postID=2971375521019849320" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412251258960272179/posts/default/2971375521019849320?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412251258960272179/posts/default/2971375521019849320?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/YuRz/~3/8gvoEvIgcMU/clear-air.html" title="Clear The Air" /><author><name>Peyton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425373861782968292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a189/biggerbertha/random%20stuff/5oclock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><content type="html">Remember how I mentioned Ted a while back, cuz I thought something was gonna happen with him?Well it happened. He texts me quite frequently, which is fine. In fact, I'd be lying if I said I didn't like the attention, but I'm not interested in him romantically at all. So I feel like I need to keep the boundaries clear, and not be too...nice. Lol. That is, too misleading. So I'm pretty curt, 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mCHM8CU_z9SaieeDReemKiOfOt0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mCHM8CU_z9SaieeDReemKiOfOt0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/YuRz/~4/8gvoEvIgcMU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://thelifeandtimesofpeyton.blogspot.com/2011/11/clear-air.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EHSH09eSp7ImA9WhRTGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412251258960272179.post-1526690274957828732</id><published>2011-11-09T02:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T02:00:39.361-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-09T02:00:39.361-06:00</app:edited><title>Lost in Book World</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thelifeandtimesofpeyton.blogspot.com/feeds/1526690274957828732/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412251258960272179&amp;postID=1526690274957828732" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412251258960272179/posts/default/1526690274957828732?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412251258960272179/posts/default/1526690274957828732?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/YuRz/~3/claF9YTk8-0/lost-in-book-world.html" title="Lost in Book World" /><author><name>Peyton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425373861782968292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a189/biggerbertha/random%20stuff/5oclock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">I will blog as soon as I finish The Inheritance Cycle!! LOL. The newest book just came out!
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/50wMZZEMcvnfeuSsUs19PSbkLW8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/50wMZZEMcvnfeuSsUs19PSbkLW8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/YuRz/~4/kuSxPhMj69s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://thelifeandtimesofpeyton.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-halloweenie.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMDSXw5fSp7ImA9WhdaF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412251258960272179.post-3096708445909398382</id><published>2011-10-27T02:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T03:01:18.225-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-27T03:01:18.225-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="School" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Aahhh" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="piano" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Stressed" /><title>Making Music Again</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thelifeandtimesofpeyton.blogspot.com/feeds/3096708445909398382/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412251258960272179&amp;postID=3096708445909398382" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412251258960272179/posts/default/3096708445909398382?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412251258960272179/posts/default/3096708445909398382?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/YuRz/~3/-b6yKyi68UQ/making-music-again.html" title="Making Music Again" /><author><name>Peyton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425373861782968292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a189/biggerbertha/random%20stuff/5oclock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">So my piano lesson yesterday went great! In fact, it ended up lasting two hours instead of one. I barely made it to class on time, but it was worth it! This guy has a really unique approach to teaching music. And I can tell that it's going to keep me interested, and practicing, and making myself improve. And to top it all off, he's throwing a party for his students in a couple weeks. Everybody 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/LKwBPAUE-Vayoo3Izf9uF7CcfZ8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/LKwBPAUE-Vayoo3Izf9uF7CcfZ8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/YuRz/~4/ZbXj1WRLmcE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://thelifeandtimesofpeyton.blogspot.com/2011/10/end-of-era.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcNQnw4fip7ImA9WhdaFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412251258960272179.post-9202974512842102814</id><published>2011-10-22T03:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T00:54:53.236-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-25T00:54:53.236-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Single" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sexy Time" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gavin" /><title>Guess Who's Single Again???</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thelifeandtimesofpeyton.blogspot.com/feeds/9202974512842102814/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412251258960272179&amp;postID=9202974512842102814" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412251258960272179/posts/default/9202974512842102814?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412251258960272179/posts/default/9202974512842102814?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/YuRz/~3/irxqK6CLIm0/guess-whos-single-again.html" title="Guess Who's Single Again???" /><author><name>Peyton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425373861782968292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a189/biggerbertha/random%20stuff/5oclock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><content type="html">GAVIN.And guess who's going to be seeing (screwing?) him again in December?THIS KID.Excited?I think so.
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/81thJXH7Ele_uz23Tn0wZ5nb3v0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/81thJXH7Ele_uz23Tn0wZ5nb3v0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/YuRz/~4/irxqK6CLIm0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://thelifeandtimesofpeyton.blogspot.com/2011/10/guess-whos-single-again.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcHQHY7fyp7ImA9WhdaFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412251258960272179.post-4157545593379885061</id><published>2011-10-16T15:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T00:53:51.807-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-25T00:53:51.807-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sad" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Shitty Friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I Miss You" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Evan" /><title>Nostalgia</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thelifeandtimesofpeyton.blogspot.com/feeds/4157545593379885061/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412251258960272179&amp;postID=4157545593379885061" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412251258960272179/posts/default/4157545593379885061?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412251258960272179/posts/default/4157545593379885061?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/YuRz/~3/Y6J6yHJYsnc/nostalgia.html" title="Nostalgia" /><author><name>Peyton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03425373861782968292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a189/biggerbertha/random%20stuff/5oclock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><content type="html">Every once in a while I get these random sharp pains of sorrow and nostalgia about Evan. I miss him so much. He really was one of the best friend I ever had. It makes me so sad that he doesn't even want to try to maintain our friendship. ((Sigh))
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