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  <title>this wont mean a thing come tomorrow</title>
  <subtitle>and that's exactly how ill make it seem</subtitle>
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    <name>i have a passion for grapefruits</name>
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  <updated>2005-08-07T03:55:15Z</updated>
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    <title>empyrean21 @ 2005-08-06T23:54:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-07T03:55:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-07T03:55:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Everyone's A Little Bit Racist - Avenue Q</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Everyone and their dog seems to have this little thing going on their journal, so why not conform?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Reply with your name and I’ll respond with something random about you.&lt;br /&gt;2. I’ll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.&lt;br /&gt;3. I’ll pick a flavor of pudding to wrestle with you in.&lt;br /&gt;4. I’ll say something that only makes sense to you and me.&lt;br /&gt;5. I’ll tell you my first memory of you.&lt;br /&gt;6. I’ll tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;7. I’ll ask you something that I’ve always wondered about you.&lt;br /&gt;8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conform! DO ITTTT!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:empyrean21:21698</id>
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    <title>rest in peace..</title>
    <published>2005-07-28T05:21:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-28T05:23:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tears In Heaven - Eric CLapton</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="PADDING-LEFT: 40px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 50px; COLOR: #525252; PADDING-TOP: 30px"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Would you know my name&lt;br&gt;If I saw you in heaven? &lt;br&gt;Would you feel the same&lt;br&gt;If I saw you in heaven? &lt;br&gt;I must be strong and carry on&lt;br&gt;’cause I know I don’t belong here in &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendID=6326286&amp;amp;Mytoken=20050727215029"&gt;heaven&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Would you hold my hand&lt;br&gt;If I saw you in heaven? &lt;br&gt;Would you help me stand&lt;br&gt;If I saw you in heaven? &lt;br&gt;I’ll find my way through night and day&lt;br&gt;’cause I know I just can’t stay here in heaven...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Time can bring you down, time can bend your knees&lt;br&gt;Time can break your heart, have you begging please...begging please&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Beyond the door there’s peace I’m sure&lt;br&gt;And I know there’ll be no more tears in heaven...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Would you know my name&lt;br&gt;If I saw you in heaven? &lt;br&gt;Would you feel the same&lt;br&gt;If I saw you in heaven? &lt;br&gt;I must be strong and carry on&lt;br&gt;’cause I know I don’t &lt;a href="http://www.newsday.com/news/local/longisland/ny-lidead0728,0,5721337.story?coll=ny-main-tabheads2"&gt;belong &lt;/a&gt;here in heaven..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="PADDING-LEFT: 40px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 50px; COLOR: #525252; PADDING-TOP: 30px"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I didn't know you, I've only seen you around the hallway or around town. It's only hitting me now, really, that someone my age, someone that goes to my school has passed away. Your time here was cut way too short. You have touched so many lives and it has only been 17 years. You will always be in my heart in those of others, and we will remember you always. We will never forget you. Rest in peace.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="PADDING-LEFT: 40px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 50px; COLOR: #525252; PADDING-TOP: 30px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Christina Marie Poggioli &amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="PADDING-LEFT: 40px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 50px; COLOR: #525252; PADDING-TOP: 30px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;March 3, 1988 - July 26, 2005&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:empyrean21:21258</id>
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    <title>empyrean21 @ 2005-07-05T23:11:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-06T03:12:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-06T03:13:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Leather and Lace - Stevie Nicks &amp; Don Henley</lj:music>
    <content type="html">amazing day. theres nothing i can say. there are no words... thank you, love, for making it the best day ive had so far. ;)&lt;br /&gt;07/05/05 &amp;lt; 3 3 3 3 3 3</content>
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    <title>empyrean21 @ 2005-06-29T10:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-29T14:48:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-29T14:48:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Death of Kitty - Brittany Bennett</lj:music>
    <content type="html">OTIS IS GOING TO DIE.&lt;br /&gt;(IF HE THINKS HE CAN WAKE ME UP AND GET AWAY WITH IT HE IS LIVING IN A FANTASY KITTY WORLD. GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.)</content>
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    <title>!</title>
    <published>2005-06-28T03:20:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-28T03:20:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Forgot something: I still need a grapefruit layout. Liz? How's it coming?</content>
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    <title>-_-</title>
    <published>2005-06-28T03:19:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-28T03:19:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Your Song - Ewan McGregor b/c hes HOTTER than Elton John</lj:music>
    <content type="html">lksjdfhslkjdg. This is my day tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;Training for Uncle G's + fittings: 1 - 3 PM&lt;br /&gt;East End Lacrosse Practice: 4 - 6 PM&lt;br /&gt;First Summer League Soccer Game: 6:45 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pretty much my day is totally fucked tomorrow. WHOOP! Oh boy, can't wait. I kinda wish I signed up for Driver's Ed. too. It kinda pisses me off. BLAHH! That's what I have to say to YOU, you $300 piece of shit course! HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have such a headache. DOes music solve anything? Not really no. Not when you're head is pounding me back to last Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;There are certain people you love who define how you classify what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life. But there's always one person you love who becomes that definition. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of those lovable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they're often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really want to love someone. But that person still wins, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stol that from Jenna, who stole that from someone else. Thanks. What's wierd is that that is my life. Right now. Or for the past few months, at least. I really hate how I'm attracted to assholes. (Ex. ___ and ____. Enough said.) So this weekend I went to two Sweet 16s. I think thats why my head is killing me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah's = so much pole. I really don't need to say anymore do I? Except the music for the first part was kinda on the low side. But it deffinitely picked up! Snaps to you Leah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria's = very loud and very awkward. I felt like I knew nobody there. It was me, Cassie, Rich and James dancing together in our own little circle while the dance people obnoxiously took up the rest of the dance floor (which was ridiculously small, we couldn't even do the freaking Cotton Eye Joe, COME ON!) But watching Steve throw mints into Cassie's dress (more like towel wrapped around her middle. Her boobs were all over the place but that's no suprise when we're talking about Cass) was deffinitely entertaining. Jess Dante was really funny too. The Reject Table didn't hear half of the candle because of the endless entertainment. Snaps to the rejects and Vic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm off. My ears are ringing, and I really can't function anymore. I might play some Sims though. Dude. I made myself in the game, AND I HAD FUCKING TWINS! I wish they would let me know before they decide to have TWINS! My (as in the character) is a complete mess. I was stupid enough to give her/me a job. PSHT. WAY TO GET EXTREMELY BUSY VIRTUAL BRITTANY.</content>
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    <title>empyrean21 @ 2005-06-26T16:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-26T20:28:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-26T20:28:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ljksadfhlskdhf</lj:music>
    <content type="html">omg. curling irn! AHHHH!! (dont worry.. not curling ALL of my hair.. just some!) omgomgomgomg</content>
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    <title>leah's party</title>
    <published>2005-06-26T02:55:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-26T02:55:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Authority Song - Jimmy Eat World</lj:music>
    <content type="html">omgeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. So much fun. FUN! WOoO. EVen though the bost was kind of all over the place, it was all good. I'm still of saying around a little bit too. But the worst I got was  a little headache. :D !! &lt;br /&gt;Okay so randomly.. I'm just dancing on the floor.. doing my own thing around cassie, digangi, liz, jon, ian, marc.. and then &lt;b&gt;GREG HEDGER&lt;/b&gt; comes up behind me like THREE TIMES during the night and starts grinding. It had to be the wierdest experience of my life. Not to mention all he does is freaking pelvic thrust which made me look like a fool. &lt;br /&gt;It was wierd. &lt;br /&gt;Even though we really couldn't hear the music at first, IT WAS AMAZING. I had so much fun! ^_^ Except at then when Nina and Sherlando pushed me WITH THEIR BIG FAT ASSES INTO THE GUYS BATHROOM AND ALMOST LOCKED ME IN. They pushed me so hard I fell into a freaking STALL. and my feet hurt from my heels. I didn't know their bums could push like that! ERLACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO anyway. Victoria's sweet 16 tomorrow with cassie. We're going to be whores together. should be fun!</content>
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    <title>im not grounded anymore!</title>
    <published>2005-06-25T01:48:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-25T01:48:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ob-La-De, Ob-La-Da!! - The Fab Four</lj:music>
    <content type="html">THis is an event that NEEDS celebration. &lt;b&gt;IM NOT GROUNDED!&lt;/b&gt; Woooooooo! I think I'm going running with Dan tomorrow too. That should be uh, interesting considering I only ran today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have TWO sweet 16s this weekend. I. AM. SO. PSYCHED!!!! Leah's first, on a bost. O.M.G. Then Victoria's at some place. Anyone have directions to where we have to go? For both? Heh. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm making for a lot of lost time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see batman. Really badly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get out of this house. Soon.</content>
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    <title>uh huh uh huh uh huh</title>
    <published>2005-06-24T14:06:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-24T14:06:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Happy Together - Some Random Dude But It Says Beatles</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Stol it from Heather. Because I have nothing else to do. That sit here. And rot. While my friends go out and have a good time. *rots*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List 20 friends in no particular order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Liz&lt;br /&gt;2. Katie&lt;br /&gt;3. Cassie&lt;br /&gt;4. Matt&lt;br /&gt;5. Steff&lt;br /&gt;6. Ian&lt;br /&gt;7. Liz O&lt;br /&gt;8. Dan&lt;br /&gt;9. Jared&lt;br /&gt;10. Sameer&lt;br /&gt;11. Jenna&lt;br /&gt;12. Mitch&lt;br /&gt;13. Kenny&lt;br /&gt;14. Andrew&lt;br /&gt;15. John&lt;br /&gt;16. Tripp&lt;br /&gt;17. Mo!&lt;br /&gt;18. Digangi&lt;br /&gt;19. Kaiser&lt;br /&gt;20. Leah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #8 going out with?: No one.&lt;br /&gt;Is #9 a boy or a girl?: boy&lt;br /&gt;Would #11 and #2 make a cute couple?: If they knew something no one else knew about.&lt;br /&gt;How about #18 and #4? Hmmm. Maybe! Possible!&lt;br /&gt;What grade is #5 in? 12 (OMG STEFFS A SENIOR!!)&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talked to #12? Last night&lt;br /&gt;What is #6's favorite band? I'm pretty sure Brand New. Either that or something emo 'cause that's the way he rolls.&lt;br /&gt;Does #1 have any siblings? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date #3? Why would I date something like that?&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date #7? I'll pass.&lt;br /&gt;Is #16 single? Yup&lt;br /&gt;What's #15's last name? Christenson&lt;br /&gt;What's #5's middle name? LAURA! HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;What's #10's fantasy? To get laid. (I actually have no idea.)&lt;br /&gt;Would #14 and #19 make a good couple? Not really.&lt;br /&gt;What school does #20 go to? Smithtown (East -_-)&lt;br /&gt;Tell me a random fact about #11: She owns a vibrator because Alli Tripp got it for her birthday. It was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a crush on #16? Come on. I don't go that low. Psht.&lt;br /&gt;Where does #9 live? Ummm...&lt;br /&gt;What's #4's favorite color? Red? He lieks the Red Socks so probably something stupid like that.&lt;br /&gt;Would you makeout with #14? Not even if there was a 10 ft. pole between us.&lt;br /&gt;Are #5 &amp; #6 best friends? Hahahahahahahahahhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Does #7 like #20? Yupp.&lt;br /&gt;Does #8 like #19? I don't think they know if the other exists.&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet #15? 9th grade.. 8th period lunch.. w00t w00t!&lt;br /&gt;Does #10 have any pets? Don't know don't care.&lt;br /&gt;Is #12 older than you? yup&lt;br /&gt;Give #13 a hug! I can't! Idk where he is!&lt;br /&gt;Is #17 the sexiest person alive? Duh. Anyone in the Pit is sexy. GOD.</content>
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    <title>ive never been more entertained by an aim conversation</title>
    <published>2005-06-24T04:47:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-24T05:07:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hey Sexy Lady - Shaggy ft. people</lj:music>
    <content type="html">What started out as a simple conversation turned into &lt;b&gt;pure entertainment&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: sooo whats mew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: not much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: you DROVE today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: YES!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: it is the seconds time in a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: WOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: cuz my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: i drove illegally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: my friend has his licence and stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: so he let me drive for a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: it was really cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: its so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: IT REALLY IS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: did uncle gessippies call you back yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: i got the job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: wtf they didnt call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: they didnt call kenny either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: and i have damn work expierence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: what did you say you wanted to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: grrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: they probably didnt egt to mine yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: there are gonna be like a billion people working there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: everyone is getting the job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: i win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: shut up i am gonna get the job also loser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: if you dont im going to laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: really really hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: ur application just came up before mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: there is NO way you had an advantage over me and kenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: your application was exactly the same as ours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: well what can i say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: im prettier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: it was all girls in there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: im right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: i really do win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: shut up i am getting the job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: no you're not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: you suck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: why would they give the job to people suck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: i hate you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: thats right! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: they dont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: they give jobs to people who are worthy.. and godlike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: liek me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: they only gave you the job becuase they felt bad for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: cuz your sp stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: so*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: i still got the job didnt i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: only cuz you are stupid and they felt bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: of the two of us.. i am not the jobless one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: that means, im better than you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: i am gonna get the job beacuase of my SKILL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: thats funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: and excuse me i could always go back to the bagel store so i am technically not jobless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: thats a crappy job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: you know it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: I MAKE MORE THAN YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: yeah you got no come back for that do u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: actually i wasnt paying any attention to jobless folk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: you*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: and last time i checked...YOUR STORE ISNT EVEN OPEN YET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: so what now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: I STILL GOT THE JOB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: you didnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: so ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: BUT YOU ARENT GETTING MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: I AM GONNA GET IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: BUT I WILL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: NO YOURE NOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: UR APPLICATION WAS JUST ONTOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: excuse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: come on john&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: it is not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: yes it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: its true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: no its not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: theyre not gonna call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: they dont like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: they dont like you either...like i said they just feel bad for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: nooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: we established that i am PRETTIER THAN BOTH YOU OR KENNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: thats why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: because i own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: and kenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: undeniable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: bull crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: fuck you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: they just need to hire people that are mentally chalenged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: all the super markets have them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: look at waulbaums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: like i said.. you're ugly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: thats why you didnt get called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: im pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: i got called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: plus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: im amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: and godlike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: you arent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: DEAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: wow you arent conceded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the writing got really big after this.. but im computer illerterate and idk html)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: SHUT UP JOHN YOUVE BEEN OWNED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: i hope you know im just kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: LOOK AT ME I THINK I AM COOL BECAUSE I CAN WRITE IN BIG LETTERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: lol i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: WELL I AM AND YOURS SUCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: THEY ARE OBNOXIOUS AND STUPID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: LIKE YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: LIKE YOUR FACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: LIKE YOUR MOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: LIKE YOUR.......DOG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: NO JOHN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: YOUVE BEEN OWNED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: YET AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: I DONT THINK SO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: YOU JUST CANT HANDLE MY SKILL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: THATS FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: THATS REALLY FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: WHAT A JOKER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: YOURE JUST JEALOUS THAT IM PRETTIER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: SO DEAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: YOU SUCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: YEAH RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: YOUR ARE MENTALLY UNSTABLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: NO JOHN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: AND YOU ARE GONNA SPEND THE REST OF YOUR PATHETIC LIFE AS A STOCK GIRL AT THAT STUPID STORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: MY BRAIN IS FUNCTIONING QUITE WELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: WELL WHEN I BECOME RICH AND FAMOUS FROM STARTING OUT AT THAT 'STUPID STORE'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: YOU WILL BE ALONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: IN AN ALLEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: LOOKING FOR MICE TO EAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: BECAUSE YOU DIDNT GET THE JOB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: AND THEY DIDNT CALL YOU &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: SO THERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: I OWN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: YOU CANT HANDLE THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: OH OH OH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: YOUR GONNA GET RICH BUT ITS GONNA BE FROM BEING A PROSTITUTE,SELLING YOURSELF TO 80 YEAR OLD MEN WHO ARE WILLING TO PAY YOU LARGE AMOUNTS OF MONEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: THATS BECAUSE IM GOOD LIKE THAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: AND I BET YOU SUCK IN THE SACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: NO PROSTITUE WOULD WANT YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: EVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: YOU WHORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: THANKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: THE FACTS OF LIFE MY FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: IF YOU NOTICED THE ONLY CUSTOMERS YOU WOULD BE GETTING WOULD BE 80 YEAR OLD MEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: cuz NO ONE ELSE WOULD WANT YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: WELL AT LEAST THEYD PAY BETTER THAN LOUSY TEENAGERS LIKE YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: NO TO MENTION THE FACT THAT ID BE RICH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: CUZ YOU ARE A STUPID! MENTALLY CHALLGENED PERSON WHO WORKS AT A GAY ITALIAN GROCERY STORE THAT ISNT EVEN OPEN YET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: NOT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: ARE YOU SURE YOU'RE OKAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: YOU APPLIED THERE TOO YOU BITCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: IM NOT THE ONLY ONE MENTALLY CHALLENGED IN THIS CONVERSATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: YEAH YOU ARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: NO IM NOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: IF YOU APPLIED THERE ALSO THERES GOTTA BE SOMETHING WRONG WITH YOU TOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: OH YEAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: I FORGOT.. THERE IS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: YOURE BUTT UGLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: AND YOURE BAD IN THE SACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: YOU WOULD KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: IM THE WHORE REMEMBER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: YOUVE BEEN OWNED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: YOU SUCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: ITS A FACT OF LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: DEAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: NO YOU SUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: and i dont mean at life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: OH DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: BURNT!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: YOURE JUST JEALOUS BECAUSE YOU DONT GET ANY OF IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: I AM HAPPY I DONT...I DONT WANT AN STD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: I AM CLEAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: I DONT HAVE STDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: YEAH YOU DO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: IM GOING TO BE A RICH BITCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: AND ONCE I AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: YOURE GOING TO BE THE POOR WHORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: BECAUSE YOU COULDNT GET A JOB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: AND BEING A MANWHORE IS ALL YOU CAN DO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: I COULD GO TO THE BAGEL STORE MOFO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: THEY STILL THINK YOURE CRAP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: NO THEY LOVE ME THERE CUZ I AM SUCH A HARD WORKER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: NOT A LAZY BITCH LIKE YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: IF I WAS A LAZY BITCH UNCLE G'S WOULDNT HAVE CALLED ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: PLUS MY SISTER SAYS YOURE CRAP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YeahRight192&lt;/b&gt;: WHO CARES WHAT YOUR SISTER SAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpearable&lt;/b&gt;: GOOD POINT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grilled. 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    <title>Grounded, and rotting away.</title>
    <published>2005-06-23T23:48:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-23T23:48:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Lifestyles of The Rich and The Famous - Good Charlotte</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ALright. Since I'm grounded and rotting away in this shithole for two days, I might as well pull a Heather and rate my teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Reigger: B+&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. He was nice. All he did was put us at a computer and tell us when an article was due. I give Brendan Price the A though. He was the one who actually taught us something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Laird: F&lt;br /&gt;Annoying little tart that one. SHe said a couple of creepy/funny things like "Steven, no one really cares." But that was it. She put &lt;b&gt;ME&lt;/b&gt; in Guam when Marc was talking. Prat. Cassie was the only one who saved me from Laird, I was hopeless when Marc decided that it was 'Make Fun of Brittany' Month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Chicvak (1, 2, and 4 quarter): A&lt;br /&gt;Awesome teacher. Funny, and helped a lot with my essay writing. When the student teacher Ms. Franco (B) came in to teach he was still the coolest. Not ever. But he was a pretty cool guy. He took us on a field trip to the parking lot to see his motorbike, and on other field trips to the library, cafeteria, and even the auditorium. Snaps to you, Chicvak, for making &lt;u&gt;Julius Ceasar&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;THe Glass Menagerie&lt;/u&gt; bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Benson (quarter 3): F----------&lt;br /&gt;&amp;($*%&amp;$ (^*#_$(*#$^#^$ )*&amp;$%(*&amp;$%( *()&amp;$*$%&amp;$*(&amp;%$ DKL:JFGDKFLJGDFKJGHDFKH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (bitch.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Cummings &amp; Mrs. Anderson (semester 2): A+&lt;br /&gt;THe both of them were amazing. I had so much fun in Leadership. No matter how hard you try, Mr. Cummings, you really can&lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; make anyone do anything in that class. But we loved you anyways. From playing Hearts and Ratscrew to the Senior Senior Prom. I never knew old ladies knew how to move like that. I didn't even know that old ladies can actually eat things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Ferrante: A+ &lt;br /&gt;Favorite class. Some of the year's most memorable/stupid moments were in this class. The best day had to be the first day of school, by far. Trying to know and even pronounce everyones last name was his greatest feat. Period 6 was his best class, so funny. Matt Steferak. There. I don't need to say anything else. Oh yeah; besides the fact that Jay Hoffman, Matt Alkon, Danny Kalata, Katie (!), and Matt Jankow were also in this class. I've never laughed so hard in any class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Talka: D&lt;br /&gt;Ehh. The thing that kept me from giving her the C was that she really didnt teach me anything. Except that you can have incredible ADD and still pass her class. Me, Leah, and Gabe. Awesome times with Beheaded Baby. (The only thing which made walking to the the other side of the prison worth it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Massero: A+&lt;br /&gt;8th period Spanish! The class I'm going to miss the most this summer. Another class with Matt Steferak, Matt Alkon, but add Rob Panel, Kevin Dwyer, Brian Donovan, and Chris Connely to the mix and well.. I think that part is self-explanitory. From "check here if you felt: (1) umcomfortable in the calssroom (2) okay in the classroom (3) comfortable i nthe classroom (4) like a complete idiot in the classroom" to Blue Roses and Mother Theresa. The class with the most suck-ups, but deffinitely enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Davis: C&lt;br /&gt;A lot more PMS than last year. Sitting in the back with Katie, Rich and Laura was fun. And the last days of school playing Asshole with Katie, Al, and the occasional Victoria and/or Richard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I think about it, I had an awesome school. Boy-wise, drama, but really enjoyable. I'm happy. The most pointless year in high school has come to a great end. And now, holy &lt;b&gt;fuck&lt;/b&gt;! Junior year. Can you believe it? I'm a Junior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA. Good one. &lt;br /&gt;(I still need a grapefruit layout.. Lizo - Are you deff making it? Because if you are I will certainly bow down at your feet.) (For five seconds.) (But you will have my friendship so that's enough anyways.)</content>
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    <title>grapfruits&amp;lt;3333</title>
    <published>2005-06-23T17:05:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-23T17:05:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">who wants to make me a layout that has to do with grapefruits?</content>
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    <title>-_-</title>
    <published>2005-06-23T16:57:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-23T16:57:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Failure By Design - Brand New</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I hate people sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm stuck home. No Steff. No pool. No shit. No nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &amp;lt;333333 summer. I really do. But right now it can wipe my ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm grounded too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to vaccum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad needs to go in the fridge for a little bit. (I think his face is going to explode.)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:empyrean21:18333</id>
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    <title>epiphany en la ducha</title>
    <published>2005-06-23T15:37:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-23T15:37:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Solsberry Hill - Peter Gabriel</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I usually go off into strange and unknown lands while I'm lathering it up, and today I was thinking about Pirates of The Carribbean. I was thinking about Norrington and about how he just let his bunny lass go off with Will. Poor soul. ANd then I asked myself, &lt;i&gt;what would have happened if WIlly DIED?!&lt;/i&gt; If he did go six feet under, just think about how many people would have been SCREWED FOR ALL ETERNITY! (1) Jack Sparrow. Absolutely no way to get his Pearl back. (2) Barbosa and co. When I say screwed for all eternity I mean it in a very literal way. (3) Elizabeth would have had to marry Norrington. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO that's my shower excursion of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd now I'm going to see Steff. She hasn't been a very crappy friend because she hasn't called (except for this morning) adn I haven't seen her in days. Plus I am rejected so she can hang out with her boyfriend (but thats besides the point.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M OFF!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>okay.. cant sleep</title>
    <published>2005-06-22T03:14:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-22T03:14:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>All American Girl - Train</lj:music>
    <content type="html">okay.. cant sleep. i beliebe its impossible to get to bed before 11.. especially when i have to get up eearly the next morning and take a very useless test. oh the irony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im calm. actually Cap'n Bli Eye (my cat otis who has one blind eye.. hence the name padre has given to the creature) kept me from sleeping at 10 pm. he always comes up to my pillow, so i cant have any. and then uses The Thing (his eyes) and rubs it against my end and its slimey. &lt;br /&gt;the other on the other hand, Goose Kitty, (actually milo, but tonight he was all shriveled and curled and reminded me of a goose egg) is so much better. (i call him death kitty on rare occassions because hes a very fiesty thing when it comes to mattress space). although he does rule and i waste much of my precious time taking care of him or the Dope (jake), he has currently taken over my chair. &lt;br /&gt;on top pf my socks. &lt;br /&gt;bli eye has left the building. bed is clear for schnoozle time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hanging out with gimpy.. again. the second day shes coming to chill with me.. second! it makes me believe i actually have some sort of social life.&lt;br /&gt;stupid bio tomorrow with the queen of crack hordes tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;oops! i forgot to mention the most tacky shoes ive ever seen a four hundred year old woman own.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>operation KILL SOMEONE.</title>
    <published>2005-06-22T00:27:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-22T00:30:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>All The Small Things - Blink 182</lj:music>
    <content type="html">is there anybody you can trust in this pathetic world of high school? it really is pathetic. i kid you NOT. &lt;br /&gt;i can only trust one person.. well okay two.. i lied again three (kt, liz, and jake).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(for the lot of you who do not know, jake is my balck lab)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hate people sometimes. its really annoying how BAD something can be. it makes me feel really pathetic too. even more than normal. thats actually saying something too. i really hate people sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive decided im going to move somewhere far.. very VERY far away from the uneventful, dramatic, pathetic, dull, drab, hellhole walls of smithtown high school. the soccer isnt even worth it. (thats a joke) dont even get me started on lacrosse. (thats not a joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ive set my record. two updates in one day. who knows. if you're the third person to piss me off you might get a third entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HO HUM FUCKING PIGS SHITTY BUM.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>updating?</title>
    <published>2005-06-21T19:34:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-21T19:34:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mambo Number 5- hottest immigrant to sing, lou bega!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">omg. me? updating? celebrate! &lt;br /&gt;many things happened: (1) school. IS DONE. the slave labor is almost done because (2) testing is almost done. in honor of georgia nicolson, bio is officially 'boggers' (i love those books &amp;lt;33333) and its the only test i have left! double cool with knobs. (3) double shit. im going to a soccer camp at uconn (!) but i can't go to MONTREAL (!!!!!!!!!) because of it. DOUBLE TRIPLE SHIT AND MERDEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. life is good actually. even though its now summer and the only person ive got to hang around with is my sister.. and occasionally Liz. alyssas gotten into this habit coming in my room and just sitting on my floor.. watching me type away my dull and drab life to my useless friends (liz). just sitting there. sometimes shell lay down, eat, and leave the garbage in my room. im blessed with love in this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of love.. i do believe im going to lose my snogging skills if it keeps going on like this. absolutely nothing. life is so grand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also just got back from a tournament in, as katie would say, americas wasteland (new jersey). it really is a wasteland. you can't make a fucking left turn for your life. you had to go to guam and back if you wanted to get to the freaking diner. we also didnt make playoffs too, because of brendas team who beat us (her name actually wasnt brenda. she was just a man. i dont know what he was doing at the GIRLS lacrosse tourny.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. im off. off to be me. rot away in my room. my cave. with absolutely no entertainment. jake is off chewing something, as are my cats, my padre is watching tv, and alyssas off in the pool at some random friends house. so im going to lay outside.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>ehhh</title>
    <published>2005-06-02T02:49:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-02T02:49:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Failure By Design - Brand New</lj:music>
    <content type="html">haven't updated in a while. lots of things happened and i can't keep track anymore. all i know are a few things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- virginia was absolutely amazing even if we didn't win&lt;br /&gt;- im slacking&lt;br /&gt;- east end is cool&lt;br /&gt;- im never going to play since rachel fierstein is on the team&lt;br /&gt;- waldbaulms cup finals are coming up!&lt;br /&gt;- i have no friends... literally.. (meaning people i was close with before the three-day weekend.. well.. im just kind of.. there..)&lt;br /&gt;- hbc soccer rocks. my. freaking. socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's about it. bed time.  : )  &lt;br /&gt;goodnight &amp;lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;there's no place in the world&lt;br /&gt;for our kind of  f i r e&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>internet = ALLLIIIVVVEEEE</title>
    <published>2005-05-17T00:50:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-17T00:50:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>This. Is. How. We. Do. =  : )</lj:music>
    <content type="html">YES! im amazing! i fixed my internet.. my mom just told me how to do it, that's all.. i didnt the rest!!  : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today - liz came over after school.. it was awesome.. we chilled, went on the tramp.. all gooooodddd! after she left.. i went running and worked out some. no, im not THAT much of a lazy pieve of shit. i want to be ready for saturday! semis for the waldbaulms cup vs AUBURNDALE. shit isnt even the wordddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.. im off.. later!</content>
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    <title>empyrean21 @ 2005-05-10T17:40:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-10T21:40:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-10T21:40:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok.. better today.. going in late tomorrow = awesomeness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't care, so yeah. bye.</content>
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    <title>empyrean21 @ 2005-05-07T13:15:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-07T17:18:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-07T17:18:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>...What I Do For A Living - My Chemical Romance</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Anybody want to go to the night game at Pat-Med.. &lt;b&gt;Half Hollow Hills West vs. Pat-Med&lt;/b&gt;?? My friend from my soccer team is on HHHW and it should be a good game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;275-0503.. let me know!! It's on tuesday!!</content>
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    <title>Game</title>
    <published>2005-04-29T16:35:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-29T16:35:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bleed American - Jimmy Eat World</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Game&lt;/b&gt; - at Sachem East, 10:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Highlights:&lt;/b&gt; We lost, basically, four yellow cards given; one to Crystal, one to Laurell, one to Angelica, and one to me.  Crystal said something to a girl when they were going for a gound ball. Laurell got one because the ref didn't know who hit the girl in the head. SHe said, "Oh yeah, I remember now, it's number 21!" So yeah, that's why Laurell got hers. Angelica totally pushed her arms into a girl on purpose, Bodo got pissed. ANd mine, I just sucked. That's why I got mine. (more like I yelled at the ref because he called me for a delay-of-game for pulling out of a double. The girl did the same exact thing and he let her run on.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's an asshole, mom's a bitch lately. Anybody have any place where I can work this summer?</content>
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    <title>werdddddd</title>
    <published>2005-04-29T02:20:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-29T02:20:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Your House - Jimmy Eat World</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yes.. im actually updating.. amazing right? so shit has happened. not working at ivy league anymore. to tell you the truth i didnt want to work there anymore. i have enough to do as it is. i just dont know what im going to do about a job now. i wont be able to work at jean's house anymore because she found someone else. so yeah. im basically screwed. i need money for myself and to save up for my ford focus. :) but at this rate, im not getting anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lacrosse game today - we tied 12-12, i scored four goals. it was shit. we were winning 8-0 at half.. they came back 8-9 after bodo puts in the other group. that's what i hate about JV.. there's such a gap between skill level. some girls are insane, and then the girls that have just started playing are.. well.. yeah you know what i mean. bebee was insane today, she made the most insane saves, like ever. the center, number 11, was such a whore, a cheating little rat too. and poor scanell was ready to shoot number 18. haha, that was priceless. &lt;b&gt;highlights:&lt;/b&gt; two yellow cards given out, both to smithtown. one to crystal because i think she cursed at some girl while going for a ground ball, and scanell got one before that because some girl was pushing her and she got pissed. &lt;br /&gt;overall it was a dirty game, worse than the commack game. probably the dirtiest we will ever play. they were bitches though, i must admit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of internal/emotional things going on.. idk what to do. if anyone knows where i can get a job for the summer, please PLEASE let me know. i cant keep asking for my parents for money every time i got out. &lt;br /&gt;do i ask for a lot? i try not to, i dont want a lot. the only thing i want to do right now is save up for a car. and im not even my parents to do that for me. do i ask for lot? my dad was cursing at me because he can't take "your fucking shit" anymore. i really hate him right no. im not going to lie. im not talking to him for a while. &lt;br /&gt;you know what i want? i want someone to think im more than average. i want to actually mean something to someone. it would be nice if they didn't lie about it either. yeahh.. that would be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;im going to keep my mouth shut now, because i have learned that that is too much to ask for.</content>
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    <title>YAY!!</title>
    <published>2005-04-11T01:16:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-11T01:16:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Where Is Your Boy Tonight? - Fall Out Boy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">NYC = AMAAAAAAAAAAAZINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG !!!!!!!!! I love my Pit nerds to death! Fab4!!! Hahaha.. good times on the train. Omg.. These withdrawal pains are &lt;b&gt;killing&lt;/b&gt; me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kldjfhslkjdfhsdjklf &lt;br /&gt;too much stuff going on right now to update.. dont feel like writing much.  almost done with euro! w00t! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3britty</content>
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