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		<title>chapter six</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I knock on their door. “Dad?” He doesn’t say Yes or I’ll be right out or anything. “Daddy?” I say as I open the door. My mom would say this room looked like it was hit by a tornado. The dresser is on its side, the drawers are coming out, the lamp that was on [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bumbaleena.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8419531&amp;post=40&amp;subd=bumbaleena&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>chapter five</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 17:16:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“Can I get you something to drink?” I ask. “We’ll take two beers, please.” Ronnie says. Keith just sits there. His eyes look like a Chinese persons eyes. I put my hand on my hip and say “Two beers comin’ right up.” &#8220;Pretty and sweet&#8221; Ronnie says. I learned how to be a cocktail waitress [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bumbaleena.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8419531&amp;post=38&amp;subd=bumbaleena&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>chapter four</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 17:13:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“Just a minute,” I yell. I run back to my parent’s bedroom. “They’re here,” I yell. I start running back to the front door but they must have not heard me because they are still in their bedroom. “They’re here,” I yell again. Now there is some knocking on the door. I go to answer [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bumbaleena.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8419531&amp;post=36&amp;subd=bumbaleena&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>chapter three</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Jul 2009 04:49:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I sit on my bed to put on my jellies. What’s the use of even making the bed when you just mess it up again every night? It’s the biggest waste of time. I’m sick of her being so bossy. I decide that I’ll do my own hair, because I am not making this bed. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bumbaleena.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8419531&amp;post=19&amp;subd=bumbaleena&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>chapter two</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Jul 2009 04:46:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today I am going to wear the dress I wore when I was the flower girl in my aunt’s weddingthe princess dress. It is white with huge pink roses all over it and the skirt has a bunch of nets underneath to make it puff out. I have an umbrella I use with the dress [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bumbaleena.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8419531&amp;post=17&amp;subd=bumbaleena&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>chapter one</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 Jul 2009 09:15:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[CHAPTER ONE “Slut!” I hear my dad call my mom. If you wanna start a fight with my mom, this is a good way to do it. Today is Saturday. Normally, me and my sisters watch cartoons quietly while my mom and dad sleep in, because my mom works late on Fridays. My dad also [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bumbaleena.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8419531&amp;post=10&amp;subd=bumbaleena&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>mission statement. (official sounding, huh?)</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 Jul 2009 09:12:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[i am working on a novel&#8230;memoiresque..i&#8217;m trying to make it a kind of hilarious Angela&#8217;s Ashes. hahasobsob laughing through my tears. yes. i am the sad clown. chapters will be published. and hopefully other things. t3chadmfxb Posted in Uncategorized<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bumbaleena.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8419531&amp;post=6&amp;subd=bumbaleena&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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