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  <title>Transatlanticism</title>
  <subtitle>SEXUAL SONG AT THE END OF YOUR BLOG</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Bryan Anderson</name>
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  <updated>2005-03-23T05:03:55Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:phattystyx:7862</id>
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    <title>phattystyx @ 2005-03-22T21:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-23T05:03:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-23T05:03:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Smashing Pumpkins - Glass And The Ghost Children</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey guys, its me bryan.  I just realized that my journal, and I, pretty much suck.  If you wanna read about how awesome Devin is, and about how he is Bruce Lee reincarnated, go to phattyfingers journal.  He is way k0oler than me by far, and I am dumb.  Btw, devin is my idol.  F'sho reprazent.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:phattystyx:7482</id>
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    <title>Hell yeah!</title>
    <published>2005-03-12T09:17:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-12T09:17:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Santana</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1110083892devil.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Satanism&lt;/b&gt;. Your beliefs most closely resemble those of Satanism! Before you scream, do a bit of research on it. To be a Satanist, you don't actually have to believe in Satan. Satanism generally focuses upon the spiritual advancement of the self, rather than upon submission to a deity or a set of moral codes. Do some research if you immediately think of the satanic cult stereotype. Your beliefs may also resemble those of earth-based religions such as paganism.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Satanism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="96" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;96%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Buddhism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="83" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;83%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;atheism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="71" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;71%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;agnosticism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="63" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;63%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Judaism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="54" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;54%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;paganism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Hinduism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="25" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;25%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Islam&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="25" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;25%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Christianity&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="0" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;0%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=10907"&gt;Which religion is the right one for you? (new version)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you so Devin and Cody!! Bow down to my awsomeness!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:phattystyx:7318</id>
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    <title>Hahaha</title>
    <published>2005-02-28T06:18:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-28T06:18:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Green&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;a href="http://imunimaginative.deviantart.com"&gt;&amp;lt;'Imunimaginative's Deviantart Page'&amp;gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Green&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="83" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;83%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Socialist&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Anarchism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Democrat&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="67" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;67%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Communism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="25" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;25%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Fascism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="17" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;17%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Nazi&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="0" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;0%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Republican&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="0" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;0%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=6916"&gt;What Political Party Do Your Beliefs Put You In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>What a Day!</title>
    <published>2005-02-15T18:23:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-15T18:23:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Busta Rhymes - Gimme Some More</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So yesterday was Valentine's Day, and it also happened to be Billera's sentencing. That dumbfuck got 12 years, ha! Hes being sent to the Ontario desert prison, I hope he likes hanging with all of his sex offender buddies, he'll make new friends ;) So anyways after the trial I went to brunch with Jessica her family, and her friend Crystal. I had the best french toast ever! GAH! Then her paretns let her skip the whole day of school and so did I. So I took her and Crystal to Blockbuster and we rented some moives and took them back to Jessica's house. We watched a moive and then we took Crystal to trafck practice and then on my way home I dropped Jessica off and told her Id come and pick her up when I got done cleaning the house. So I did that and then went to go get her. My mom got us chinese food and Jessica and I went to Winco and bought a bunch of junk food to watch with the moives. So we got home and watch Friday Night Lights with my family and ate food. I also said lets make us going out offical on Valentine's Day, and I asked her to prom, har har har. She said this has been the best Valentines day shes ever had. I geuss Im just that sexy bitches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before I forget anyones who wants to come to the Salem film festivil Saturday, please go!! Its at 7 and Cody entered our moive we made like a year ago, hahaha</content>
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    <title>Fuck me in the goat ass!</title>
    <published>2005-02-13T05:58:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-13T05:58:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Codlplay - Careful Where you Stand</lj:music>
    <content type="html">First it was my teeth, now its my friggin feet!! I had to march from 9 am to 9 pm on a gym floor without any shoes one for Winter Percussion. We got thru the whole show and did a run through of the 3 movements twice, so the end result was good. But fuck me my feet!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a better note, I went to Jessica's today for dinner. We're pretty much going out, but I dont want to make it offical yet until a certain day....Until then, i bid you adue!</content>
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    <title>I say Goddamn!!</title>
    <published>2005-02-08T05:55:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-08T05:55:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Art Of Noise - Moments in Love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My teeth friggin hurt!! They put on these thigns that go around my back teeth cuz the brackets broke off right after I got them on. And my mouth hurts like a bitch!! AND!!! I wont get them off till Augest!! AUGEST!! Oh well, in the end, I'll have one sexy smile! Then I'll start killing again.....</content>
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    <title>Expo '05</title>
    <published>2005-02-07T06:59:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-07T06:59:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kansas - Dust in the Wind</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I did pretty much nothing today. I woke up not wanting to do anything so I didnt, ha! I did a crap load of laundry and watched the Super Bowl. I have to say that was a pretty good game even though the Eagles lost. :( Over the course of the day me and Jessica texted eachother like 500 times. Until about 8 o' clock when I finally went to Blockbuster with my sister and got 2 moives. One for me and Jessica to watch and one for my sisters to watch. I got The Forgotten, it was pretty good. Although I should have jogged to her house since she lives a block away, but I'll take that into consideration next time. So now I am home sitting here, listening to Dust in the Wind, agaetis byrjun....</content>
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    <title>Bananarama!!</title>
    <published>2005-02-06T07:48:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-06T07:48:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Foo Fighters -  Everlong</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So today was the All-City concert. I played in the band this year, the last two years I was in the choir. The whole day was pretty fun but the concert was really long, but it was still really ko0l. We played a piece called "A Movement for Rosa". Thats one of my favorite songs now, and our director, Dr. Ponto, was really great to work with and was also pretty funny. After the concert I went to Red Robin with a bunch of friends, and also went to lunch with Jessica Schindel. *GASP* I think I might just have a crush!! MAWHAHAHAHAHA!!!!</content>
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    <title>Tell me your own Politik....</title>
    <published>2005-01-27T08:05:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-27T22:27:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Streets - Dry Your Eyes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Heres a really great poem Devin's ex girlfriend Larissa wrote;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty Solitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A forlorn place, empty serene&lt;br /&gt;Solitude in the 7th circle&lt;br /&gt;Through heaven and hell, while you stand still.&lt;br /&gt;Watching, waiting and walking away.&lt;br /&gt;Melody and peace only forlorn decaying gardens.&lt;br /&gt;Admirable birds- graceful airborn wings.&lt;br /&gt;Running, unemotional, monotone.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for that always nothing....&lt;br /&gt;a softness, unforgetable, a touch that chains.       &lt;br /&gt;silent cries, and lightless days. Pale perceding hope.&lt;br /&gt;Two-faced love, shadows of the stalking evil&lt;br /&gt;eyes that see only one, tattered heart&lt;br /&gt;you'll never feel the same. Love is gone.&lt;br /&gt;Wordless voices, never fading scars&lt;br /&gt;Black blood. Falling out of love. Lies at their finest.&lt;br /&gt;POsed smiles, insincere laughs, broken promises.&lt;br /&gt;Restless nights. Riddle me this. Memories&lt;br /&gt;GOne to soon, time came and passed.&lt;br /&gt;Regrets, wasted efforts, pulling further away&lt;br /&gt;sin as our plague, our fatal decision.&lt;br /&gt;Names, threats, unescapable. Run away.&lt;br /&gt;Abuse. Chemical highs, slowly dying.&lt;br /&gt;It's that pristiness no longer cherished&lt;br /&gt;It's you; empty solitude. Unattainable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devin after reading the poem;&lt;br /&gt;PHatty fingers (11:58:00 PM): oh well&lt;br /&gt;PHatty fingers (11:58:01 PM): im tired&lt;br /&gt;PHatty fingers (11:58:03 PM): i think&lt;br /&gt;PHatty fingers (11:58:06 PM): im gonna go to bed&lt;br /&gt;PHatty fingers (11:58:09 PM): and reflect&lt;br /&gt;PHatty fingers (11:58:15 PM): i bid you to do the same&lt;br /&gt;Phattystyx (11:58:22 PM): lol&lt;br /&gt;Phattystyx (11:58:29 PM): reflect on what?&lt;br /&gt;PHatty fingers (11:58:46 PM): how good life really is, or at least how good it could be&lt;br /&gt;PHatty fingers (11:58:51 PM): i leave you with that&lt;br /&gt;PHatty fingers (11:58:54 PM): night!&lt;br /&gt;PHatty fingers signed off at 11:58:58 PM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devin the philosopher :)</content>
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    <title>The Tangent Universe</title>
    <published>2005-01-23T10:52:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-23T10:52:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>HIM - Beautiful</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, its been a very long time since I posted. Mostly becasue I just didnt feel like sharing my thoughts with anyone. I geuss you could say Im back to square one in terms of what has happen since my last post. It ened with something like "Wish I got that reply". I was talking about an email I sent to Alane. This was mid December. I made an entire circle with her. It started the first day of Christmas break, we spoke through email, and finally a miracle happened. She forgave me. If you dont know what I did, check up on the times. Sooooo anyways we started hanging out and spent a lot of time together durning the break. It was really nice to finally have a chance to show her that I wasnt a lair and I just wanted to be friends. I was starting to be happy for once and really felt like the year was turning around for the better. &lt;br /&gt;But then like all things, this wasnt ment to last. Her parents told her she couldnt hang out with me or talk to me becasue she was "leading me on" and it wasnt fair to me. Which both things were not true, I wasnt going to screw up a friendship like ours becasue I wanted to be with her, it was suicide and I knew that going into this whole thing. So anyways she thought they were being really stupid and so did I. We tried to figure out ways to just let them see that I wasnt trying anything and we just wanted to be friends. I should have known something was up because I honestly felt like I was putting in a lot of effort into trying to make this work. Alas, I called her and asked if we were going to hang out on the weekend. And she said she cant, and I was like, oh....then I said something about what her parents said to her, and she said "I agree with them". &lt;br /&gt;Aside from the shock I was in, I was mad, sad, depressed, raged, confused, and dissapointed, all in the course of about 2 seconds. I didnt belive it so I asked her what she said. She said she cant be friends with me becasue she just cant. I didnt think I did anything wrong to make her think that way. So as I still questioned her, she called me a lair and said I was a jerk. The fact of the matter was she never forgave me back in December, she just lied to me to shut me up and not hurt my feelings. And no matter how many times she says that wasnt the case, it was. She said from now on we can only talk in school and only in school. To me, this is not a friend, far from it. A friend is someone who cares about you and shows it. Who cheers you up when your feeling shitty, and just talks to you about whats going on in eachother's life. Her so-called "friends" arnt nothing more than just another face in the crowd. I asked what about after I get out of highschool, what then? She replyed with "I geuss I'll see you if we ever run in to eachother." Over the past 6 months Ive been trying everything in my power to set right what was wrong. And I finally felt like I was on the way to it, until she told me we could be "friends". I thought about what she said for a good solid week. I didnt really tell anyone because I dont think its anyones bussnies, and I wanted to make sure my decision was all of my own. I called her friday night to tell her that I cant do what shes asking me to do. I cant go through my life having a "pseudo friendship", just pretending everything is alright, then going home and knowing I cant call her up and ask her how her day is going or just how shes doing. I didnt want to settle for just being content and saying, well I geuss at least thinking she wants to talk to me is better than not talking to me. I didnt put all of myself into being her friend just to get a slap in the face. The thing that upsetted me the most was when I thought about summer, not talking to her for a long time maybe never again. I said most friends who stop talking to eachother grow apart naturally and just become differnt people that they dont like hanging out together and both of them accept that. She forced the departure of our friendship not willing to make a good thing into a great thing. At the end, she had nothing to say, not one word. I wasnt surprised really. I put myself out in the open thinking that giving everything I had to give into a friendship was the right thing to do. &lt;br /&gt;Bottem line is everyone makes some big mistakes in their life, mine just came a lot earlier than I expected. And until a certain someone makes a big mistake in her life and gets off her self-righteous stand and thinks she will never make a mistake ever, she will never forgive anyone who isnt better than her. I may not know how she feels after what I did to her, but she has no idea how I feel. After trying everything I could to earn back her trust and just be friends, she is too high and mighty to do even that. Ive finally lost all hope in ever being more to her than just another person. Im just tired. I hope she has a wonderful life knowing that she lost the one person in the world who cared about her more than anyone else. &lt;br /&gt;Ironiclly school is the only thing in my life thats halfway decent. I can tell summer is gonna blow. Jessica is going to Vegas to stay with her aunt for a couple months. Im gonna miss talking to her and hanging out. And Im gonna have to work a lot.:( Sorry if this was a long post, its been a long time since I updated this damned thing.</content>
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    <title>Water Night</title>
    <published>2004-12-12T09:47:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-12T09:47:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Coldplay - See You Soon</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I hate today! I over slept until like 10:45 and i was spose to be at Derek's at 10:00 and Lorens at 11. So I got up and got ready and made sure I had everything for the day cuz I wasnt comming back. So off I headed to Derek's house to pick up his drumset and get some gas money for taking him to Portland for his band tonight. So I did that and then went to Lorens cuz me, him, Amanda, and Jerry were going to practice and eat some Chilli that his mom made cuz its spossally really good. And it was! Oh, Sydney came too, shes his girlfriend. Anyways, after we ate and had some fun talking with eachother we had to go to school and rehearse for the parade tonight, God I hate parades. So after the long rehersal, we went and got some dinner then the band suited up and went downtown. It was freezing cold and rainy but we managed to pull through and get through it. On the way back I asked Alane if she got the mail I sent her last night like at 2am. I was thinking pretty clearly then, maybe it was becasue I was so gosh darn tired. She said she got the mail so I really wanted to go home and read what she had to say, but I wasnt going to be home for a very long time.:( So right after the parade ended I took Derek and Sammy to Portland where we got lost for about a half an hour until we finally found the damn place. It wasnt worth it by a long shot, it sucked monkey balls. That took until like 11:30 until the last badn finally got done. So we drove our tired asses home and dropped Sammy and Derek with his drumset off. So now I am here, eating brownies and wishing I got that reply.:(</content>
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    <title>WHOOPS</title>
    <published>2004-12-10T19:31:49Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-10T19:31:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>RHCP - Teatro Jam</lj:music>
    <content type="html">OMG! Talk about over sleeping, I just woke up and its 10:37am. I was spose to be at school at 6:45 :( It would be a waste to go to only 4th period so Im gonna stay here and help out my sister with my nephew. Hes 11 mnths old and hes walking now. He walks like a zombie, but its still walking! Joey Olemen calld me like at 10:30 but I didnt answear, cuz I was too tired. Why cant I just cant go a day without someone wondering were I am? Im gonna show up for the basketball game tonight though, I friggin love those games, I play a really nice oak drumset and Lewis mics my bass drum and puts an area mic by my hi-hat and snare,I love playing. Anyone who wants to see the basketball should come to the game at 7:00 tonight, last we week the boys varsity beat Churchill, which was the school my dad went to. I feel like playing guitar so thats what Im gonna go do. Only one more week till Christmas break! BOOYA!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Careful Where You Stand</title>
    <published>2004-12-10T02:13:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-10T02:13:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Oasis - Morning Glory (Unplugged)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So today was a pretty fun day, I got up early like always adn drove my ass as fast as I could to Jazz Band, did that until like 7:30, and instead of going to first period, I went with Amanda to Muchos for breakfast! I got a mixed enchilada and a lemonade, what a good breakfast. After that we came back to school cuz the marching band was going to Houck to play for there two lunches. A lot of poeple always show up there, so its pretty fun cuz the kids look at you like your some sort of God, ha! Anyways I sat by Heather on the bus the way there and the way back, we talked about her and Lenny and her and Jase, and me and Jess and me and Alane. Shes a good talker :) We got back to North like around 1:30 and had the option of going to 4th block, which nobody did. After school we went to the mall to get some lunch cuz nobody told us we needed a lunch for the Houck trip. So we got chinese after her beggin me cuz I had chinese the night before, shes such a spoiled brat! ARGG!! Oh well. Anyways we ate a crap load of food and talked about things in our life. And found out that poeple think Im some whore, they think I "got together" with this girl from Alan's Percussion over the summer. Which is just silly, shes really nice and all but we made a connection not like someone I wanted to date, but she was a really good person to talk to about Alane while this was going on, cuz I went to camp right after Alane came back from Germany and it was really nice to talkto someone who didnt know me or Alane and didnt have a biast opinion on anything and relly gave good advice. We talk from time to time, just to see how things are going and such, but I hope whoever says these things stop. Cuz I cant even talk to a girl without somebody thinking Im "gettting to know her". Whatever happen to just good old talking? Alanes main reason for not talking to me, much less forgive me is that she thinks if she forgives me, I'll think that what I did was ok. Now, I dont know how well any of you know me, but its quite obvious, that I dont think what I did was ok, not from a long shot. I dont see how anyone could just think anything like that happening is ever going to be ok, or alright. It lives with me 24/7, reminding me of how bad I screwed up, and took advantage of someone. If she really thinks that I think its ok, and Im just gonna keep on doing it, then she needs to talk to me, and get the facts straight. Rumors get started by someone telling someone something, and then they say it to another person, but a little differnt, and so forth and so on. Thats whay I dont belive anything I hear anymore unless its from that person or a really close, good friend of theirs.</content>
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    <title>Divine Comedy</title>
    <published>2004-12-07T05:19:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-07T05:25:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Divine Comedy - Our Mutual Friend</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today was a pretty fun day, I skipped first period and went with Jerry, Will, and Stephen. Will and Stephen were going to Stephens house to get his form signed for All City, same with Will. Afterwards we were going to Andys house..without Andy, mawhaha. So I told those 2 to meet me and Jerry there, cuz Jerry had to go get his thing signed too. So we went to his house, him and his mom spoke in there "native tounge" which sounds sexy! Anywhoo, we drove to Andys, and found out the door was locked! He never locks his door, so we called Will and told them to meet us at Burger King, but it was 8:30 already and we had to be back at like 9ish, so we went to BK and got some food to go and told them to meet us at back at the school. Back at the school we ate, and hung out until 2nd period, I had percusion. In 4th Block we started watching Tora! Tora! Tora!. Its a good moive so watch it when you get the chance! Afterwards school I hung out with my friend Sara Do and went to my moms work to get a gas card and some money to buy some things for the Marching Band Dinner tomorrow. After that, I went with Jess and Whit to run some airons. They're always fun to hang around with. They have the best comical chemistry, lol. So I took Whit home and went to Toys R Us with Jess. That went well untill the end. I hate hurting people, but I dont know what to do. Im so confused with everything, I hope things work out for all of us in the end. Tomorrow will be a good day hopfully. I'll be at Houck all day playing for the kids. :)</content>
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    <title>Rats!</title>
    <published>2004-12-06T06:56:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-06T06:56:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Snow Patrol -  Run</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well today I went to Vancouver to try out for Cascades. I didnt make it. Was I surprised? Not really, I didnt have any of the exercises learned really, and mentelly I wasnt ready. My mind was in another place, so theres nothing I could do about that. My friends Jeff and Mike didnt make it either, we all played really bad and didnt do our homework: Note to self, stop being lazy and learn the music when you try out next year.:) Theres always next year, and hopfully I'll be a little less busy and a lot more into it. Aftewards me and my dad went to dinner at The Village Inn. Its been a while since I had some time with my dad, it was well needed. I feel really sad for Jess, but this is the only way I could do this. I miss her a lot but this is for the better. Saturday is The Festival of Lights Parade. :/ God I hate that damn parade.</content>
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    <title>phattystyx @ 2004-12-04T23:50:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-05T07:52:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-05T07:52:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dashboard Confessional - This Bitter Pill</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Walking away. &lt;br /&gt;It's not the same as running. &lt;br /&gt;Is it? Do you know that you've run in this ground. &lt;br /&gt;And you say take this. &lt;br /&gt;This medicine is just what you deserve. &lt;br /&gt;Swallow, choke, and die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this bitter pill is leaving you &lt;br /&gt;with such an angry mouth. &lt;br /&gt;One that's void of all discretion &lt;br /&gt;such an awful tearing sound. &lt;br /&gt;With it's measure only equal by the power of my stare &lt;br /&gt;glaring over you and over you this feeling of despair &lt;br /&gt;is never wearing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's wearing off &lt;br /&gt;and it's leaving you with such a heavy heart &lt;br /&gt;and a head to match. &lt;br /&gt;The bottle is waiting&lt;br /&gt;the cap is twisted begging to be used &lt;br /&gt;and so are you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download this friggin song now!!!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:phattystyx:3723</id>
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    <title>This Bitter Pill</title>
    <published>2004-12-05T05:07:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-05T05:07:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dashboard Confessional DUH!!!!!!!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today I had SATs in the morning, that was stupid and painfull. Afterwards me and Amanda Cox went out to breakfast. Kalya was spose to go but she had to go shopping with her mom. So at "brunch" I talked to her about what was going on with Jessica and my feelings about Alane. I have to say I thought I sounded pretty stupid, but she seemed to understand. That lasted for about an hour, and I didnt even eat all my food, I was too busy yapping away. To make things worse Jessica said yesterday night, that she really wanted to start a real relationship at last. It was something I was wanting for a very long time, but for some reason, it didnt feel right. I felt extremlly bad all night and this morning so I had to tell her how I felt about her and what we should do. I told her I cannot go out with her because I couldnt be there for her 100%. If we went out, Id want it to be because shed be the only thing on my mind. Right now I have too much stuff on my mind, and too much confusion. And I didnt want it to be a month down the road and me telling her this. All it would do is hurt her more. As cheesy as it sounds, I did it for her and not me. Me not wanting a relationship had nothing to do with her, but everything to do on whats going on in my life. Shes the best thing that has happen to me in a long time, and guy that wouldnt want to date her is just a stupid jerk. Shes been so nice to me and helping me through my rough times. And even when she didn't want to hear about this whole Alane thing, she does anyways cuz she knows how I feel becasue she was in my position too at one time. Maybe not exactly the same, but pretty close. Im hoping after the saddness and missing eachother subsides that we can be good friends, cuz shes really fun to hang out with and her friends are almost as funny as her. I will miss her more than I know, and maybe someday things can work out for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Alane, I do not know. The thing I just wish would happen is for her to notice me at least. Not even talk to me but at least acknowledge me. Everyday I feel intimidated by her(yes little Alane) becasue I know that if she could she would scream at the top of her lungs everything bad about me and how much I hurt her. If you dont know the story then talk to me. The fact that I hurt a innocent girl soooo much and afterwards just waving it off as if it was nothing, is stupid and ignorant of me. She has every right to not talk to me and talk about how much of I lair I am to her friends and visa versa. I deserve it, I was a fucking asshole for doing what I did and I know that. I regret it everyday and anyone who thinks that doing that is fun or just cool needs to realize how much your hurting the other person in the process. I cant just go up to her and talk to her or say how I feel because she wouldnt give me the time to say it. And I cant email her, we tried that before and all that leads to is fighting and back and forth arguments. Maybe Im just wasting me time with everything and should just drop it all. But then I think about the people who just sit there and dont do a damn thing when they are depressed or want to do something about something. Im not one of those people, I dont just give up and settle for being content. Becasue why give if up on something when you know in the end it would be worth it, after all of this and all the depression and all the figthing and all the fallen tears. Too bad no nobody reads my journals. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cascades camp is tomorrow, wish me luck.</content>
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    <title>phattystyx @ 2004-12-02T20:09:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-03T04:11:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-03T04:15:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dashboard Confessional</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Buried deep as you can dig inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;And covered with a perfect shell&lt;br /&gt;Such a charming, beautiful exterior&lt;br /&gt;Laced with brilliant smiles and shining eyes&lt;br /&gt;Perfect posture, but you're barely scraping by&lt;br /&gt;But you're barely scraping by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one time, this is one time&lt;br /&gt;That you can't fake it hard enough to please everyone&lt;br /&gt;Or anyone at all...or anyone at all&lt;br /&gt;And the grave that you refuse to leave&lt;br /&gt;The refuge that you've built to flee&lt;br /&gt;The places that you've come to fear the most&lt;br /&gt;It's the place that you have come to fear the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buried deep as you can dig inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;And hidden in the public eye&lt;br /&gt;Such a stellar monument to loneliness&lt;br /&gt;Laced with brilliant smiles and shining eyes&lt;br /&gt;Perfect make-up, but you're barely scraping by&lt;br /&gt;But you're barely scraping by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is one time, well this is one time&lt;br /&gt;That you can't fake it hard enough to please everyone&lt;br /&gt;Or anyone at all...or anyone at all&lt;br /&gt;And the grave that you refuse to leave&lt;br /&gt;The refuge that you've built to flee&lt;br /&gt;The places that you've come to fear the most&lt;br /&gt;It's the place that you have come to fear the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can't fake it hard enough to please everyone&lt;br /&gt;Or anyone at all..or anyone at all&lt;br /&gt;And the grave that you refuse to leave&lt;br /&gt;The refuge that you've built to flee&lt;br /&gt;The places that you've come to fear the most&lt;br /&gt;It's the place that you've come to fear the most&lt;br /&gt;It's the place that you have come to fear the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many things that I would like to say to her but I dont know how...</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Hún Jörð</title>
    <published>2004-11-29T00:01:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-29T00:01:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dashboard Confessional - Bend and Not Break</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Its been quite a while since I updated my journal, so here it is! This 4 day weekend was pretty good over all. Thursday my Grandma, and my two uncles came over for Thanksgiving. It was a small, but good holiday. That night I went to Jessica's and hung out until Cody called me, so I went over to his house. We watched two really good moives; Saved, and The Man Who Wasnt There. Friggin good moives! WATCH THEM!! So the next day, Cody decided he wanted to buy a TV for his room, so we went to Best Buy and bought a really sexy flat screen 20 inch Toshiba, with these cool bass boost speaker things. I envy that god damn thing:/ After we bought it and hooked it all up and stared at its greatness, the sex kitten himself Devin came over. WE played a little NCAA 2005 then we deicided to go downtown and soak in the Christmas spirit by going and looking at Nitendo DS's and convincing Cody to buy a sexy cable for his PS2 to hook up to his new TV to make the picture as clear as you can possible get it!! So after all was said and done at the mall, we went back to Cody's and hooked it up, and my god we crapped our pants with 2 tons of poop. Durning our mall touring I was telling Devin that the new Harry Potter movie wasnt too shabby, so by the time we got back to Cody's he really wanted to watch it. So I went to Jessica's and hung out with her until about 12 then i went back to Codys with The Harry Potter moive and we all watched it. Cody had to work in the morning at 8 so he kept telling us to turn it more and more down, I wanted to kill him so very,very badly but I fell asleep before I could.&lt;br /&gt;   Last night me Devin, Jessica, Whit, and Melemo wetn and hung out downtown and then just drve around crazylly, it was pretty funny, all the girls were so hyper I thought we'd crash into a tree or something. Anyways after that we dropped Melemo home, then Devin, then we went to the Zena church(i think thats what its called). So that was friggin scary, seriously, I dont belive in a lot of stupid super natural stuff but that place gives me a bad feeling in my jeans. So alas! Today I went to Jessica's church to watch the little band she plays congas in and her mom and dad sing. We picked Melissa up on the way there, and when we got there Jessica had to practice so me and Melemo went and walked like 4 blocks to a gas station, it was sooo friggin cold my nipples could stab through steel. That was fun talking to her, shes good to talk to. So like 5 mins after we got back Whit showed up and we hung out until it started. For not going to church for like 8 years, it wasnt that bad. It isnt something I'll make a habbit of, but I did it for Jess and plus afterwards we all went out to lunch for some mexican food, which was really fun. And now I am sitting on my computer after getting back from Jessica's. Now I have some homework to do and laundry to start. This was a lot longer than I expected, so sorry if you hate reading.</content>
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    <title>The Heart Pounds</title>
    <published>2004-11-17T07:06:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-17T07:06:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>SILENCE!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So right at this moment Im pretty God damn mad. The girl that I liked for a long time and who likes me, dosent want a boyfriend. I just think its really stupid when someone tells you something, acts a certain way towards you, and then tells you "just friends" is better. Could have saved me a whole lot of friggin time telling me this when we first starting hanging out. I know what I want, and it isnt a friend. I have enough, i want to be happy and not being alone and bored all the time thinking too hard. It isnt ood to be alone and if she really thinks she is going to make it through her rough times by herself, then so be it. Shes so confused about herself right now, that I cant do anything to help her. So whatever, im not gonna go looking for a gf anytime soon, I dont want to look like Im obsessing or anything.</content>
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    <title>Sleep-S-Talkers</title>
    <published>2004-11-15T08:43:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-15T08:43:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>AFi - The Leaving Song</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, been awhile since I updated. In a nut shell, some people are complete idiots backing up Billera. What a bunch of brainwashed lackies. And finally 1st Qt of school is over, on to a freash start!!! I failed Algebra 2 Theory but my teacher was nice enough to let me take it over, what a nice woman. And I had a 4 day weekend which was nice and relaxing, until today. Me and Jessica were fighting today. So we decided that we spend to much time together, its a lot more complicated than that, but Im still talkig to her online right now, so we'll see what happens. I hope this dosent turn into a crappy thing, cuz i really do like her lots. Shes the only girl I know whos funnier than I am. Which is more of a turn on than youd think! But seriously, I hope her wanting some time apart helps her out, cuz I dont want her to be sad or depressed, as long as shes happy, im happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I hope she still sits next to me on the California trip.:)</content>
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    <title>Wowy Wow wow</title>
    <published>2004-11-01T00:40:28Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-01T00:43:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Flaming Lips - Do you Realize?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Well this was a very strange but awsome week!!! Friday there was a show at Hemmingways, in which my friend's band Red Cent played. My bass player and I played with them covering Death Cab's "Tiny Vessels". It was soo much fun and they told us that Red Cent, Mohdae, and out colaberation band can come back in December for another show!!!! I cant friggin wait! During the night I found out that my middle school band director was arrested for 2 1st degree sex abuse charges. That made my night since everyone knew things have been going on like this for a while and finally someone spoke up and he got what was coming to him. I feel bad for his wife and kid, but I have no sympathy for him whatsoever. So come Saturday my marching had a compitition at OSU in Corvallis. We placed 3rd and prelims and won percussion, even thouge we did really really bad, our worst show to date. But then in finals we came back bitches and took 1st and out percussion did crazy awsome but didnt win percussion:( Funny how that works. So after the show me and Jessica rode back with my parents to Salem and she left right when we got back to the school and I had to wait for the buses and trailer so i could get inside and change. So I did and went over to Jessica's were I feel asleep like 4 times and finally went home. Now its Halloween!!! and tonight me and jess are gonna watch scary moives! Its gonna be fun fun fun! All in all, a weird yet sexy weekend&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What a flaming tight ass!&lt;/p&gt;

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    <title>Good Weather For Airstrikes</title>
    <published>2004-10-25T06:41:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-25T06:55:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ah Ha - Take on Me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well another weekend came and went. Saturday my marching band went to PCI, we won percussion and took 1st overall, it was pretty nice since now Alan will buy us ice cream. Afterwards at like 11 I went to JESSICA'S house and was really tired I almost feel asleep a couple times. I eventually went home around 1 and passed out in my bed. Today I had craps loads of homework so I couldnt go to my uncls bday party, I didnt really wanna go in the first place, so I did laundry and homework. JESSICA came over and she helped me with my stupid math homework, God I hate that class. Im probroly gonna fail it and have to take it online, oh well no biggie. So then, eventually I go done with my homework around 8:30 so we went to McDonalds and I got a quarter pounder with cheese meal, a double cheese burger, and a sundae. Thank God I smoke crack for my figure, or Id be a fatass! This friday theres a show at Hemmingways in Independence with like 5 bands playing, including me singing and playing piano with one of them! If your not busy this Friday go!!!!!! Its at 8pm!!!!!!! AND! Tuseday, Billy Corgan is coming to Portland and me and a bunch of my friends are gonna go see him, and hopfully talk to him about giving us his secert album no one knows about! MAWHAHA! That is all.</content>
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    <title>blah!</title>
    <published>2004-10-22T08:14:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-22T08:14:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Death Cab for Cutie - Tiny Vessels</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Im sooooo very tired. I cant really think straight so I'll make more sense in my next post. Cya bitches</content>
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    <title>Fill It OUT bitches and hos!</title>
    <published>2004-10-20T02:00:51Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-20T02:00:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Coldplayish</lj:music>
    <content type="html">1. Who are you?:&lt;br /&gt;2. Are we friends?:&lt;br /&gt;3. When and how did we meet?:&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you (or did you ever) have a crush on me?:&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you kiss me?:&lt;br /&gt;6. Describe me in one word:&lt;br /&gt;7. What was your first impression?:&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you still think that way about me now?:&lt;br /&gt;9. What reminds you of me?:&lt;br /&gt;10. If you could give me anything what would it be?:&lt;br /&gt;11. How well do you know me?:&lt;br /&gt;12. When's the last time you saw me?:&lt;br /&gt;13. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?:&lt;br /&gt;14. Are you going to put this on your journal and see what I say about you?:</content>
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