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  <title>Myself.</title>
  <subtitle>KATIE UHL</subtitle>
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    <email>katttttie@gmail.com</email>
    <name>KATIE UHL</name>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2009-10-29T21:21:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-30T01:31:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-30T01:31:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My 21st birthday was a lot of fun, pretty much the the best time I've had in awhile. It also made me realize that I have transitioned well into this new city and that I've met so many new and fun people. I'm really proud of myself for doing all of this on my own, paying for everything on my own, and making good grades. Even though sometimes it's hard to make ends meet, actually most of the time it's hard, but it feels so good in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm having a birthday party tomorrow night. I would love to see some of you there.</content>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2009-10-04T20:15:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-05T00:24:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-05T00:24:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">All of the time I hate and miss everyone that used to be important in my life. Take care of all your memories. For you cannot relive them.</content>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2009-09-18T13:11:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-18T17:14:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-18T17:14:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's so sad that someone can work hard their whole life, everyday trying to figure out how to stay afloat. and still end up with nothing in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone want to go with me to a Healthcare rally in downtown orlando on tuesday?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeandaccident:30983</id>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2009-09-06T13:23:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-06T17:26:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-06T17:26:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I miss Desiera Honts so much. In my entire life she is the only friend I have ever had that hasn't strayed. She doesn't hold grudges, she doesn't hate, she's quite possibly the most real person I have ever met. One of the only people in my life that I actually believe I will grow old with. I could say alot more, but I don't want to sound like a drunk lesbian again.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeandaccident:30965</id>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2009-09-03T14:47:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-03T18:59:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-03T18:59:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today in my 20th centuries humanities class we were talking about healthcare reform and universal healthcare in general. My professor is pretty liberal and entertaining so I like him, but anyways..This girl sitting behind me says, and I quote "I have health insurance, why should I care if other people don't, it's their fault they don't have health insurance. The government shouldn't have to pay for that." She then went on to talk about how christian she was. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like everyday I have to worry about money. My dad someone who has been fucked over by the health care system in the united states has to spend all of his social security checks on medication. While my mom on the other hand is in a shitty situation too complicated to even explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day since my car was totaled I've been picking my brain trying to figure out exactly how i can make this work. Trying to figure out how to perfectly budget myself to pay for classes, books, transportation, rent, food, insurance, a phone? Financial aid only goes so far. Exactly how many hours can I work this week and still have enough time to go to class and do my homework? Honestly, it has made me pretty bitter towards those that have never had to worry about things like this. Nothing ever feels equal opportunity to me anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong I am not trying to cry about how bad I have it made, because certainly things could be worse. And I am proud of everything I own because everything has been bought and paid for by myself alone. It's just this struggle feels like it is never ending.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeandaccident:30632</id>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2009-08-30T14:05:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-30T18:06:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-30T18:06:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I wish for once in my god damn life I could do something without having to think "how am I going to afford this?".</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeandaccident:30047</id>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2009-06-30T10:09:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-30T16:05:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-30T16:05:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Whatever happened, happened.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeandaccident:29844</id>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2009-06-20T02:39:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-20T06:44:37Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-20T06:44:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">shit. I fucking love my life. i would just like to say that i am so glad i have met someone that is so good to me. &lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, party at my place on the 26th. youre all invited.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeandaccident:29598</id>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2009-05-15T22:05:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-16T02:16:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-16T02:16:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I finally feel like I can breathe. Everything I have been working toward as finally come together. I am so happy right now, and I honestly can't remember the last time I was this satisfied with my life.</content>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2009-05-04T15:11:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-04T19:16:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-04T19:16:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>brand new</lj:music>
    <content type="html">1 more day left at PCC.&lt;br /&gt;7 more days left in Lakeland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time last year my life was choas. I feel like I finally know what I am doing, and even though it is going to be hard to make ends meet I know I can do this. After all, starting fresh is what I've always wanted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye everyone and everything.</content>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2009-04-08T22:14:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-09T02:22:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-09T02:22:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am really stressed right now. Money is the root of all the stress in my life and I wish that somehow I just ran into a bunch of it. Maybe a long lost relative will die and I will somehow inherit millions. That would be nice. But seriously, it is ridiculous for people to really believe that money can't buy you happiness, it makes everything better.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeandaccident:28724</id>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2009-03-23T15:19:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-23T19:23:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-23T19:23:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was accepted to UCF. Thank fucking god for that. I know a lot of you think that Lakeland isn't as bad as most people say, but seriously fuck this place. Visiting every few months will be enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I think I might be addicted to poker.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeandaccident:28623</id>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2009-03-14T08:33:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-14T13:33:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-14T13:33:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i feel like everyone in lakeland is so shady. fake friends everywhere. everyone just uses eachother.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeandaccident:28189</id>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2009-03-09T20:09:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-10T01:14:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-10T01:14:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am sitting in a parking lot in the middle of Lakeland because I have no place to go. Seriously, how the fuck did this happen? I am so stressed, I feel like someone punched me in the stomach. I would love to smoke right now.</content>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2009-03-08T07:56:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-08T12:15:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-08T12:21:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's 8 in the morning and I haven't been able to fall asleep yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the show tonight, or last night I guess, it's so weird for me to be in the same room as a bunch of people that at one time or another I used to be close with and now I just talk to like their an acquaintance, if they even talk to me at all. I could say a lot about that, and a lot about the past, but there really is no need to I guess. Sometimes I just wonder if anyone else is thinking the same thoughts as me. Btw, all the music was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I would just like to say that there is a boy sleeping next to me right now who is the most caring, cute, funny, and lovable person in my life at the moment. This whole thing really snuck up on me out of no where, but I could not have asked for anyone better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to get these things off of my chest because they have really been bothering me a lot lately and I feel like maybe if I write them down I might actually do something about it, so here goes...I am getting fat. I've had to have gained like ten pounds within the past few months and this is no good. Also, my face is breaking out like I am starting to go through puberty again or something, sometimes it makes me feel like I want to just disappear. Okay, I'm done whining like a little girl now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait! I am not done whining. Evan and I finally beat the Lion King on sega genesis and I am so pissed at how shitty the ending is. I have no idea how they expect any 10 year old to beat that. But anyways, I definitely feel giped!</content>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2009-03-03T23:10:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-04T04:14:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-04T04:14:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's funny how when one part of your life comes together another part falls apart. I just can't seem to keep anything balanced. I'm so happy about certain things, and so sad about others. From Orlando to Lakeland my life is really like a roller coaster.</content>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2009-02-12T11:01:00</title>
    <published>2009-02-12T16:23:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-12T16:28:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>space monkeys vs. gorillaz</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do&amp;nbsp;people feel like their life is over after they've turned 40? It's like they think they've hit some plateau and everything is supposed to just stick, but I feel like life is supposed to be a journey until your very last breath. It seems like people are so afraid of being alone that they just settle. I never want to be like that. I&amp;nbsp;don't care if I&amp;nbsp;am alone forever, I don't want to spend my life with a person just because I&amp;nbsp;am afraid to be alone. I want to be with someone that I have a real connection with. I&amp;nbsp;want to have real experiences with a real person that will care about me, no matter what, even if I get old, fat and wrinkly. I guess what I am trying to say is don't settle, because one day you will wake up miserable and ask yourself what have you been doing with&amp;nbsp;the past 30 years of your life.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2009-02-09T22:55:00</title>
    <published>2009-02-10T04:06:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-10T04:06:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>daft punk</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;This is Evan and I&amp;nbsp;at the state fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="200" alt="" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y37/katttttie/P1040611.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img height="150" width="200" alt="" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y37/katttttie/P1040612.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cutest couple, I know.</content>
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    <title>Stage 6</title>
    <published>2009-02-04T02:33:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-04T02:39:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>at the drive in</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;What am I going to do with my life? Will I settle down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrive at stage six we should be prepared for intimacy, a close personal relationship, and isolation, the fact of being alone and separated from others. A balance between intimacy and isolation makes love possible as we must know how to be alone in order to learn to truly love. Having a balanced stage 6 will help tremendously later in the coming stages when unwelcome or unexpected isolation surfaces. In stage six, one is ready for commitments, is able to handle real relationships to a certain extent after all, establishing a real relationship takes practice and many of us do not marry our first love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life sure is moving. Only 3 more stages to go. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2009-01-10T14:42:00</title>
    <published>2009-01-10T19:47:27Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-10T19:48:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I&amp;nbsp;have finally decided on a major, and it is sociology. Now I just have to decided where I am going to school next fall and how I am ever going to pay for it.</content>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2009-01-04T18:42:00</title>
    <published>2009-01-04T23:48:17Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-04T23:48:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think it is finally safe for me to officially say, I've met someone. It's been so long since I've had this new and exciting feeling, it's almost scary like any moment it is just going to ripped from underneath me and I will just be back where I started. Here's to new beginnings.</content>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2009-01-03T18:22:00</title>
    <published>2009-01-03T23:27:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-03T23:27:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;2009 is off to a great start. I am being healthy and productive (for the most part) and feeling really good about things.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>memo</title>
    <published>2008-12-11T16:30:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-11T16:30:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>brand new</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I feel like people should realize that I am Katie, not anyone else. I&amp;nbsp;can't control what anyone else says or does. I don't want to be a middleman or a messenger. I am tired of getting bitched at from all sides.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friendships are relationships. People break up, grow apart, fight, bitch, make up, hate each other, love each other, remember each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I am kind of liking my life right now.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2008-12-09T12:29:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-09T17:40:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-09T17:40:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>odb</lj:music>
    <content type="html">In light of how incredibly unorganized and messy my life has become I decided to come up with some New Years resolutions that I actually plan to stick to next year. &lt;br /&gt;They are:&lt;br /&gt;1.) No more caffeine or nicotine. Not that I&amp;nbsp;was ever really a big cigarette smoker, I just don't want it to ever get to that point. No more smoking cigarettes, even when I drink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Stop procrastinating. Seriously, my whole life I have waited to the last minute to do everything and all it does is stress me out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Make more time for my family. I need to call and visit my dad more often, visit my grandparents and talk to my mom more. It makes me sad thinking about how I've neglected to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) SAVE&amp;nbsp;MONEY. If I ever want to move out again I&amp;nbsp;have to save more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also set a few goals for myself, not really resolutions, but more like deadlines.&lt;br /&gt;Those include:&lt;br /&gt;1.) Finishing PCC&amp;nbsp;by June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Applying and getting accepted to a University by June as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Have enough money saved and all my shit together to be moved out by August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that any of these things matter to anyone else besides me, it just makes me all that more determined to have them written somewhere.</content>
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    <title>lifeandaccident @ 2008-11-30T14:46:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-30T20:04:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-30T20:04:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I miss living on my own. I miss how things were last christmas, and two christmas' ago. I miss having friends around all the time. I miss being content. I miss Hope. I miss Darin.&amp;nbsp;miss Sydni. I miss Taylor, Chris, Carrie, Scott, Nick, Dave, Toby, Sebastian, Christian, Melissa, Kaila, Gabe, Mike, Bowman, Daniel, Patricia, and Anthony. I miss others too. My life is so different now, much more than it's ever been. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a George Jenkins c/o 07 party last night. Everyone there was so excited to see people that they hung out with in high school. It made me think about the people I hung out with in high school. I don't hang out with, or really even talk to anyone I was friends with in high school anymore. I'm not really sad about that, I guess it's just odd to think about growing up. I kind of always thought that it would never be like that with my friends. Even though everyone always tells you that after high school everyone drifts and eventually you don't talk to anyone anymore. I guess I was just foolish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll just see you all at some high school reunion in 8 or so years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I've been kind of sad lately, for a number of reasons. But after thinking about it, I am going to try really hard to not focus on what my life is missing, instead I am going to think about the future and try to stay on track so that the next ten years of my life are good ones. Being sad is good sometimes I guess, it means that you were once really happy. I wouldn't trade all of my memories and happy times just so I wasn't as sad now.&amp;nbsp;It's not so bad to miss things.</content>
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