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      <title>If You Feel like Being Entertained</title>
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      <description>&lt;![CDATA[ #Personal #Story #Start #Life&#xA;&#xA;I&#39;ve decided to start this blog because people for years have been telling me I need to write the strange things that happen in my life down. Just recently I start to listen to them and realize that...&#xA; &#xA;I have a shit memory and probably should keep some record of it all before it fades. &#xA;&#xA;Maybe my experiences aren&#39;t as common as I once thought.&#xA;&#xA;I am not saying I&#39;ve lived the life of billionaires, famous people, or anything relatively close to that. But I will say that these past few months have been filled with so many odd coincidences and bizarre outcomes that I do believe that possibly one person on the internet would want to hear about it. In addition, I hope to be able to get a better grasp of my experiences when if log them somewhere.&#xA;&#xA;To give a little background, I am 21 years old and in college. For the sake of descriptive imagery for anyone who decides to follow along, I am 5&#39;5, blonde, medium to thin sized, and white. I have brown eyes and my mom thinks I&#39;m cute so picture what you will. My name is not Lola but for my privacy lets say it is. I love people, I constantly surround my self with others,  I am an artist, I sing (mainly in the basement of my neighbors&#39; house), love to travel, and have a really hard time saying no. Actually, fuck that, I just adore saying yes. While my friends believe that my wild life stories come from an always-present-bountiful-sheen of luck . I believe they instead come from my addiction to saying yes to everything that is asked of me. &#xA;&#xA;I want to try to record all the important moments in my life that I remember so far. It probably won&#39;t be organized well but I guess just start anywhere and see if you care.&#xA;&#xA;Story time!]]&gt;</description>
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<p>I&#39;ve decided to start this blog because people for years have been telling me I need to write the strange things that happen in my life down. Just recently I start to listen to them and realize that...</p>
<ol><li><p>I have a shit memory and probably should keep some record of it all before it fades.</p></li>

<li><p>Maybe my experiences aren&#39;t as common as I once thought.</p></li></ol>

<p>I am not saying I&#39;ve lived the life of billionaires, famous people, or anything relatively close to that. But I will say that these past few months have been filled with so many odd coincidences and bizarre outcomes that I do believe that possibly one person on the internet would want to hear about it. In addition, I hope to be able to get a better grasp of my experiences when if log them somewhere.</p>

<p>To give a little background, I am 21 years old and in college. For the sake of descriptive imagery for anyone who decides to follow along, I am 5&#39;5, blonde, medium to thin sized, and white. I have brown eyes and my mom thinks I&#39;m cute so picture what you will. My name is not Lola but for my privacy lets say it is. I love people, I constantly surround my self with others,  I am an artist, I sing (mainly in the basement of my neighbors&#39; house), love to travel, and have a really hard time saying no. Actually, fuck that, I just adore saying yes. While my friends believe that my wild life stories come from an always-present-bountiful-sheen of luck . I believe they instead come from my addiction to saying yes to everything that is asked of me.</p>

<p>I want to try to record all the important moments in my life that I remember so far. It probably won&#39;t be organized well but I guess just start anywhere and see if you care.</p>

<p>Story time!</p>
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