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i still love the backstreet boys. they just came out with a new album, and i love it.

i am in love. at least in hilary world. hes a lucky SOB isnt he?! haha, just kidding.

i am having a ball creating a life here in LA. its so great meeting good people. makes it all worth it when you seem to meet a lot of not-so-good people (nicest way to say it).

i like to hike in the middle on nowhere with great people. the best adventures always happen that way.

i want my dad back.

i saw the hugest penis today from a tiny little bishon. he was dry humping a  lab, and it was huge. we all joked that he had the dick of a black man (please excuse the language). it was the funniest thing i have ever seen. took 20 minutes just to go back in. too much information, i know, but this was truly the most hilariously, amazingly ridiculous thing i have seen in a long time! OMG! wish we had taken a picture.

i love bbq-ing with friends. i have high hopes for the summer :)

really wants this boy to work out. (he has the same initials as my best friend. if that isnt a sign, i dont know what is! haha)



i have been a bit absent blogging these past couple weeks. real life got in the way a bit. i really need to add some pics and update what i have been up to. i have visited malibu, hiked the zuma beach canyons, gone to a jazz concert with my boy crush, met some great people, have spent many nights enjoying the weather and bbqing with friends, suffered through work, planned an amazing weekend for my best friends to come visit, gone on some amazing runs, etc. oh, and i downloaded some backstreet boys songs. HA! i definitely owe my lil blog some pictures. i hope to do that soon!!

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