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  <title>a friendship split at the wrists</title>
  <subtitle>i've wanted you in my heart while you just resist</subtitle>
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    <name>my awkward approach to your perfection</name>
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  <updated>2004-07-26T00:06:26Z</updated>
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    <title>there's been times when you've pulled me apart, and others when i'm in one piece</title>
    <published>2004-07-25T20:57:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-26T00:06:26Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">beautiful is a word i describe everything about you&lt;br /&gt;you're that perfect match&lt;br /&gt;and strike up the fire in my heart&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't long before i knew&lt;br /&gt;it's that warmth i've become so attached&lt;br /&gt;i don't want it to get that hard&lt;br /&gt;need is when you're not here&lt;br /&gt;it's like a head without a mind&lt;br /&gt;without either, nothing will go together&lt;br /&gt;my eyes have shed every last tear&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to miss you when i need to find&lt;br /&gt;if this feeling will last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every night i've been dreaming of you&lt;br /&gt;your eyes, your smile; all seem so clear&lt;br /&gt;instead i'm only thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;when i wish you were right here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look what's torn us apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;a friendship split at the wrist&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've wanted you in my heart&lt;br /&gt;while you just resist&lt;br /&gt;show a smile to show you still care&lt;br /&gt;i broke you first, its time for me to hurt&lt;br /&gt;while you're not standing there&lt;br /&gt;i've tried to make this work&lt;br /&gt;it's been harder for me to go a certain direction&lt;br /&gt;falling off course has become permanent&lt;br /&gt;my awkward approach to your perfection&lt;br /&gt;how much this could have all meant&lt;br /&gt;even if the sun stays up bright&lt;br /&gt;there's always a rain cloud over my head&lt;br /&gt;when will i see the sign that it's all right&lt;br /&gt;not to feel so alone in my own bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.explodingdog.com/dumbpict51/pleaseforgivemeif.gif"&gt;</content>
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    <title>i am the damaged one, all my life and the damage done.</title>
    <published>2004-07-20T01:18:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-20T01:18:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img8.photobucket.com/albums/v23/itbleedsinside/slipknot.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Remember...&lt;/b&gt;this journal's friend's only.&lt;br /&gt;Leave a comment and i'll consider adding you, unless you're just some anonymous person ;)&lt;br /&gt;If you're already added.. you're here to stay.</content>
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    <title>kill me? i attack right back motherfucker</title>
    <published>2004-07-01T18:36:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-01T18:36:43Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">ahhh i found this on a forum i go to... this is an awesome, but long story.. so worth the read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, Revenge&lt;br /&gt;Monday, June 14, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some roommates steal, leave messes, or deposit strange water filled Ranch dressing bottles around the trailer, the purpose of which will forever elude my understanding. Sometimes, the same roommate will finish out the year owing me thirty dollars. Personally, I can deal reasonably well with the former, but goddamn I hate to lose thirty dollars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all hope of recovering said thirty dollars lost, I fell back on the crutch of passive aggression, and thus Revenge Week was born. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that Josh began finals in a mere five days, I decided that the first and primary aim of revenge week would have to be sleep deprivation. To this end my other roommate, Ty, and I hit the local drug and hardware stores to brainstorm, and so came up with phase one of the project. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began by dissolving an extra large box of Ex-lax in water to separate the active ingredients from the fillers and wax coating. A check of the MSDS revealed that the active ingredient produced strong muscle contractions, and cramping, when ingested...and thus the wax seal was the prevent the ingredient from coming into contact with the digestive tract prior to it passing through the stomach into the intestines. The relevance being that the side effects of the purified ingredient included nausea, strong abdominal cramping, and severe diarrhea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Ex-lax dissolved, I went to Walgreen’s to find something to help the pills along a little bit and after a bit of wrangling I got my hands on a bottle of ipecac. If you are unaware of the effects of syrup of ipecac, you have only to take a quick trip to the Poison Control Center's website to find out that it is a powerful emetic and expectorate. In layman’s terms, it causes cramping and vomiting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we dug through his food, a problem became evident: how do we control his dose? Our first impression was to just empty all of the boxes into random coke bottles and open jars, but then we realized the danger of overdose...especially if he ate from more than one source at a given time. To this end, we froze exactly one dose of ipecac into an ice cube with the intention of slipping it into his drink at a later time. Ex-lax is decidedly less powerful than ipecac, so we decided we could be slightly more liberal in its application. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we planted the Ex-lax. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found his mustard left out on our table, as it always was. We added quite a bit to the top of it, to ensure that it would all squirt out together with the first squeeze. Then, digging through the freezer, I came across an enchilada dinner...the very thing he assailed us with every morning at 3AM by using the microwave right outside our door and letting the greasy, processed smells find their way inside shortly after to give me dreams reminiscent of late-night puking and exhaustion. I spent over half an hour cutting at the sides with a razor, separating the plastic Shrink wrap from the tray, and slipping Ex-lax into the frozen refried beans, then using a lighter to reseal the Shrink wrap and glue to reseal the outside of the box. I placed it back in the freezer for the glue to get brittle, and began searching for something else, which is when my eyes fell upon his never long neglected jar of salsa on the top of the fridge. With the Ex-lax gone, we started looking for places to put the ipecac. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we dripped some onto a slice of bread from his loaf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we happened across a box of his cookies and soaked ipecac into the first four. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, we had lost all hope of actually slipping the ice cube into once of his drinks, so instead I just dropped it into his bottle of PowerAde, along with a liberal chaser straight from the bottle, seeing as how I seriously doubted he would be drinking the whole thing all at once. Later, I ended up doing the same to his 2 liter bottles of coke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took about a day and a half for him to get into his food, but when he did the results were spectacular, and characterized by his sudden sprints from the living room and many a late night disaster as he awoke in the throes of something decidedly urgent. The cramping, shitting, and puking kept him home all weekend, and generally confined to the bathroom floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The humor of this entire thing is that while he was sick he didn’t eat, and thus thought he was recovering from food poisoning, or maybe the flu...but as he ate to regain his strength, it would all begin again, to our undying amusement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first phase was working well, so we decided to kick it up to phase two, seeing as how time was growing short. I made a trip to the hardware store for some fiberglass, which I then ground to a find powder and sprinkled liberally in between his sheets. We then made another trip to Walgreen’s for a bottle of Nair, which was added to his shampoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening as he went to shave and cut his hair, I resumed my program of harassment, which I had pretty much kept in effect the whole year prior. Every time he goes into the bathroom, he cranks the stereo in his room as loud as it will go so he can hear it...so every time I heard his electric razor go on, I flipped the breaker and killed his stereo. After about the fifth time of watching him drag his weakened body into his room to turn his stereo back on confused, tired, and sick, I felt that maybe he was onto me, so I let it go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, he was a wreck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fiberglass crystals had worked their way into his skin during the last, restless night as could be seen in the massive, itchy rash he developed over quite possibly his entire body. He scratched uncontrollably, leaving bloody marks down his arms and neck. Hoping to soothe the itching, he went straight to the shower, only to "discover" his sudden hair loss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he went to the cabinets to find some soup or something to eat, he noticed that nothing was quite where he left it, a fact that seemed to elude him for the entire year previous to then; when I got bored, I felt the compulsion to reorganize his things in new, exciting, and confusing ways. He dragged himself cabinet to cabinet for ten minutes or so and then finally gave up: this time I had saved myself the effort and just ate his soup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The culmination of all this effort was seeing him run full tilt out of his room, puke down the hallway wall and floor, and drag himself retching into the bathroom, where he puked so violently he shit himself, and had to drag himself back out for more clothes in front of all of us in the living room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few episodes like that, he exhausted himself to the point of being able to sleep through the sickness. This could not stand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the rest of my ad, and some Zantrec I had found earlier and relocated to the living room, which shares a wall with his room. There I settled in and began a 12 hour midget porn binge. I pushed the TV speakers up against the wall, cranked the volume all the way, and let myself sink comfortably into the somewhat nerve-rattling ambience. It was my hope and assumption that no one human could sleep, nor even allow themselves to relax, when faced with the gibbering shrieks of midget coitus, and my gamble proved itself right when he stumbled out and asked what the fuck I was doing. I replied that he certainly had no right to judge, and if was offended by the cruel hand the vertically challenged were dealt by the indifferent whims of God, he could shut the fuck up and go back to his room. He did, and it is my sincerest hope that he spent the night shivering and wide eyed at the spectacle he so briefly witnessed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of this, I began to feel the slightest bit remorseful...I decided he deserved an explanation for the horrible luck that had so recently befell him. I found his full name, social security number, and phone number on some papers he had left laying in our living room and convinced someone, who will remain nameless, to make a call for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh, like me, gave blood at Bio-Life plasma, and was thus subject to the same strict blood tests as I was. Posing as a representative of the blood bank's lab, the caller informed him that his last sample had not passed the screening, and that his recent weakness, hair loss, nausea, and diarrhea was not a result of flu or food poisoning, but AIDS, and the only responsible thing left for him to do was to notify all recent sexual partners and wait for a letter being sent via registered mail to inform him of the procedures for a confirmation test administered by his primary care physician...a letter that would obviously never arrive. As he passed out from alcohol, I realized the joke was at an end. I was about packed to head home, and his finals began the very next day. By all estimates, he had not had a proper night's sleep in nearly a week, and it had been a good two days for me as well. I made sure he had all the quiet he needed to get some rest for what would quite possibly be the hardest time of his life the next day, and finished loading my car. As I looked in on him sleeping so peacefully, I flipped the breaker one last time, resetting his alarm clock. His room bathed in the blinking green of 12:00, I closed the door and walked out of the trailer for the last time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, Josh. Fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy :)</content>
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    <title>But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy</title>
    <published>2004-06-21T15:54:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-21T16:21:04Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">hooooooly shit. the past two days have been AMAZING. there isn't really any way i can describe it, it's been really funny; and a helluva lot better than studying for finals (cause i was done last week :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, jump back to saturday...&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;gt; it was sydney's graduation party over her house and i was invited. however i wasn't really sure who else was coming, and i definetly needed someone who was gonna make it the life of the party. who did i bring with me? drew. he already knew syd's older sister, but it's not like anyone would NOT allow drew to come to their party. you'd have to be an idiot, or tj camponelli.. whichever. the party was really fun and we got a lot of laughs. swimming for a little bit in the pool, going on a moonbounce, playing volleyball on the COLD COLD grass. it was awesome though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday - Syd's Grad Party&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img8.photobucket.com/albums/v23/itbleedsinside/gradpic-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guttman residence, volleyball net in sight and moonbounce in the far back(right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img8.photobucket.com/albums/v23/itbleedsinside/gradpic-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just hanging out in the front lawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img8.photobucket.com/albums/v23/itbleedsinside/gradpic-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bret driving to syd's in his quad, he was giving people rides up and down the street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img8.photobucket.com/albums/v23/itbleedsinside/gradpic-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ladies, ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sunday. &lt;br /&gt;-&amp;gt; the &lt;b&gt;big day&lt;/b&gt; graduation and then one of the GREATEST parties, because there actually was enough for everyone to do to stay up til 5. graduations are self explainatory, so i'll jumpstart to the pictures, cause that's what you're all reading this for :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday - Graduation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img8.photobucket.com/albums/v23/itbleedsinside/gradpic-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are waiting outside, "patiently", to get inside for the festivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img8.photobucket.com/albums/v23/itbleedsinside/gradpic-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still waiting; david in the front and pat in the way back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img8.photobucket.com/albums/v23/itbleedsinside/gradpic-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kevin and drew celebrating, even though it was before we went inside ;[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img8.photobucket.com/albums/v23/itbleedsinside/gradpic-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inside of the auditiorium, everyone seated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img8.photobucket.com/albums/v23/itbleedsinside/gradpic-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stage; with the principal, superintendent, and some choir in the back.. and our DIPLOMAS in the buckets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img8.photobucket.com/albums/v23/itbleedsinside/gradpic-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we graduated! notice the tassels on the hats switched sides.. and its kevin again! with justin and eric next to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img8.photobucket.com/albums/v23/itbleedsinside/gradpic-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scott striking a pose for the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img8.photobucket.com/albums/v23/itbleedsinside/gradpic-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graduated!!! HELL YEAH!! (l -&amp;gt; r) adrian, kevin, me, scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so later on..&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;gt; weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. then it only got better from there on. the up-all night was from 8:30 - 5. the theme to decorate the school had to do something with international stuff. because they gave up a "passport" with our senior picture and we had to get stamps from different locations in the school. i took beads and tried to do a mardi-gras kinda thing.. but no one flashed =/. i didnt get to do laser tag, but i spent a lot of time with what was in the gym. they had monster inflatable obstacle courses that you can have two people compete on. they had a bungee cord one, and another where you fight with huge batons or w/e, then one where you climb up a huge inflatable mountain. there was also bingo near the cafe, and inside of the cafe was nascar racing, a money grab machine, and food. duh. at about 2, there was a hypnotist who did a really awesome job with getting a bunch of people to do the funniest things. i got some pics of it with my camera and phone camera. ugh, then i needed sleep.. so i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday - Up-All night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img8.photobucket.com/albums/v23/itbleedsinside/upallnight-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bungee thing, really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img8.photobucket.com/albums/v23/itbleedsinside/upallnight-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating healthy, fruit and... jelly beans :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img8.photobucket.com/albums/v23/itbleedsinside/upallnight-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obstacle course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img8.photobucket.com/albums/v23/itbleedsinside/upallnight-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam was hypnotized to dance to the YMCA, and he did exactly that. he had NO idea he did that and almost went nuts when i showed him the picture after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got other pictures that havent sent yet but its henry being a ballerina on stage and then joyce and tina doing disco. good times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. that's all. and i've got work in 3 hours :[&lt;br /&gt;i got 5 hours of sleep.. and i think some people decided on staying up.. i guess cause they could. either way, this thing BETTER save because im not doing it over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;CONGRATS TO 2004!!!&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <published>2004-06-16T16:56:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-22T04:27:07Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;for all you people in berlin and haven't joined up the local community &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_berlinhigh' lj:user='berlinhigh' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/berlinhigh/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/berlinhigh/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;berlinhigh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i put something up that i really want everyone to see..&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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If there is one person you can't stop thinking about, 
Post this same &lt;b&gt;exact&lt;/b&gt; sentence in your journal.</content>
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    <title>when it all comes to an end....</title>
    <published>2004-05-20T17:42:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-15T02:27:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img8.photobucket.com/albums/v23/itbleedsinside/friendsonly.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time when things must not be seen by everyone, and for that reason, I have turned over to &lt;u&gt;Friends Only&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leave me a comment, maybe i'll add you..&lt;br /&gt;If you're already added, you're here to stay.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll see how long this will last...</content>
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    <title>........</title>
    <published>2004-05-19T22:10:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-19T22:11:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;man.......&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>ahhh the show.. the show...</title>
    <published>2004-05-19T03:53:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-19T03:53:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ringing in my ears</lj:music>
    <content type="html">got home not too long ago from the concert and i can barely hear, but that's alright :P&lt;br /&gt;if you didn't know already.. it was &lt;b&gt;40 below summer&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;b&gt;Flaw&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;b&gt;Ill Nino&lt;/b&gt; and one local band opening up 'Trapnote'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so Trapnote comes on.. ehh they weren't bad.. the only thing that ruined it was the volume on their vocals.. could barely hear the guy.&lt;br /&gt;then 40 below came on.... mmmm they played songs like Taxicab confessions, F.E., Rope, Rain and a few others. this is when the crowd started to move around a little more.&lt;br /&gt;Flaw comes up, and i'm sure a bunch of people in the crowd were fans, as well as Ill nino fans.. but Flaw comes on and thats when the moshing began. It wasn't any of that hardcore shit with the swinging of the arms.. also the security was watching 1/2 the time and actually stepped in to stop the moshing :/.. but it was still good. they played Recognize, Payback, Whole, Medicate, You've Changed, Only the strong, and some others.&lt;br /&gt;fiiiiinally.. Ill nino comes on and the crowd is all pumped now, and a little tired :P.. pulled out the drums and everything and put on a damn good show. played songs like Liar, Lifeless Life, With you, I am loco, God Save us, Te Amo-I hate you, and some others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all around a good show =)&lt;br /&gt;thanks to molly for wishing me a good time andddddd when i got home...&lt;br /&gt;mel7l2: ahhhh hope ur having the time of ur life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darkened eyes x: ahh&lt;br /&gt;darkened eyes x: i hope you have fun!&lt;br /&gt;darkened eyes x: i love you !! &lt;br /&gt;darkened eyes x: &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &amp;lt;3 :)&lt;br /&gt;(girls love to start off with 'ahh', eh?) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i need to shower cause i smell like cigarettes and i need some drugs for this cold.. GOOD NIGHT!</content>
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    <title>lost without you.. but does it even matter?</title>
    <published>2004-05-18T01:29:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-18T01:35:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the mars volta - inertiatic esp</lj:music>
    <content type="html">raaaww- *cough* *cough* *sniff* -wwrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;my bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cold is slowly becoming more of a nuisance and it's starting to make feel drowsy.. and you know all the rest. i've got 4 days to rid of it =)&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, i think this weekend will be more of a highlight for me then summer.. and that's just make big expectations (think of all the other times i had big expectations though :/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2mor night is the concert.. RRRRRRRRRRRROOOOCK!... flaw ill nino  40below summer.. can't wait. it'll be tame compared to what's to expect for Ozzfest this year.. but i hope to mess around as well as getting messed up.. maybe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYY    22 15&lt;br /&gt;Boston 22 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOW DOWN!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's nice to know my parents are oblivious to caller ID... the marines office called LAST friday and i just found this out today because i was going through the ID before i cleared out the calls.. grrrrreat. i was at work when they called and my parents weren't home yet.. but they usually check it, right? guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today (including the cold) made everything seem sluggish, slow, or just plain tiring.. and i hate it. gym was alright because we stopped playing &lt;b&gt;f&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;l&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;ag&lt;/b&gt; football, and went on with softball.. drew also played with us, in his 3rd gym class for the day ;p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like prom wasn't all the exciting.. instead the whole thing about what happened at Chaduekiwitz's house WAS... considering Mike wasn't even there when it all happened. o snapppp. i actually think Ray deserved it.. he's one to always talk shit and never have enough to back things up.. and look where it got him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when i'm a minute late for a class.. i have to get a late pass because the teacher is an insensitive faggot.. and i end up back at the class 10  minutes later with the late pass.. i don't get how that works.. i end up missing more class time by getting a pass that makes me later. meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally got done with doing 4 days of gnazzo's in a row.. OH and did i mention the whole name change to 'Roger's Marketplace' has already begun? ack. the carriages all have new labels on them.. i guess over the next few weeks, a lot of things are gonna be changed.. the new name is so homosexual it's sad. atleast i don't have much longer there anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhhh what else, what else&lt;br /&gt;*brainstorm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! last night on the trampoline was mmmmad fun,  right sarah? mhm. also including the 3 1/2 hours of basketball i had earlier that day.. sundway was definetly a turn around from saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope some good movies are on tonight.. because as much as i wanna get sleep, i just don't wanna cough in my sleep   wake up with a sore throat.. so how am i supposed to be anticipating sleep when it's something i don't want.. :( &lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/punquinheads/blue/sick.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/punquinheads/blue/sick.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/punquinheads/blue/sick.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/punquinheads/blue/sick.gif"&gt; nigga plzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all. BYE.</content>
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    <title>let me stand and get a look at you... seems beautiful is true, and i'm loving the view</title>
    <published>2004-05-16T19:17:53Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-16T19:17:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>pitchshifter - genius</lj:music>
    <content type="html">first off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Car commercial gone wrong....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.leksus.com/Videos/werbung.mpg"&gt;http://www.leksus.com/Videos/werbung.mpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn your sound up high, because you can just hear the car behind the bush where it starts loosing control. And you hear the driver screaming for his life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. another weekend.. came and went.. and of course, it didn't go as i expected it to go :/.. i'm just hoping the next weekend.. will go as planned, just ONE weekend to go right PLEASE :(&lt;br /&gt;i didn't get to hang out with joe, or anyone else(for very long) because i called joe's cell.. and it was in his car :/.. so by 11 i talked to rory and he said i could come over.. by the time i got there, everyone was almost gone :/. jill had to go home and matt ponte had to go somewhere at 11.. so yeah, great timing once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, i didn't get to talk to someone when i wanted to.. really badly, i just need a chance to say something that i've been meaning to for a while now, and i haven't had an oppurtunity to do it. every time, or every chance i get that comes and goes, where i could have said something to her, i just get more pissed off at myself and everyone else.. it's not helping :/.. she's probably reading this right now and knows who she is.. and i'd like to just get one time with you, whenever, just to talk with you.. just to say everything that's been on my mind for so long because there's so much i want to change.. and i haven't been able to :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't help that i'm slowly coming down with a cold.. weee. and another bullshit week of school, i used to hate school.. but i never used the word 'hate' strongly enough.. now i really mean it.. the same bullshit schedule and teachers i hate to even look at.. gaahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love to bitch, that is all.</content>
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    <title>the more time goes on, the weaker i become</title>
    <published>2004-05-15T19:58:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-15T19:58:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>three days grace - take me under</lj:music>
    <content type="html">:/ + :) = :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting out of school early = good&lt;br /&gt;work @ 9 til 3 = mehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;good night? = no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so everything is mixed up, and i don't know where things are going to fall. i talked wit mike p at work.. he's going through some messed up shit.. and i actually could use an experience of my own that related to what he's going through.. and it actually seemed logical and everything, except it wasn't what he wanted.. but it might happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's been hanging out with a girl a few times and this weekend she was gonna be in boston and he called her a few times during the week.. one time they talked, one time he left a message, and then thursday he thought the last message was dumb so he made a newer one,etc etc.. and he thought he sounded like a psycho or something doing that, cause now she hasn't called him since and he's wondering what to do :/. i told him a story of someone who i was with, not answering calls..meh. if that girl had the oppurtunity to talk to mike.. why wouldn't she? i mean people have reasons but she could atleast tell him at anytime she didn't want to talk to him ever again.. he'd rather take that then be wondering what's going with this current situation. avoiding messes with people.. i'd know.(heh) but i think talkin with him made it easier for him to think.. and he neeeeds to sleep more, which he hasn't been. + we also talked about never having high expectations.. and if anyone knows me well enough.. they know i hate to expect anything, because it's just shit if nothing happens, and with ME.. i know not a lot does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err.. so. yeah. no prom tonight.. maybe i'll chill with joe and find something to do, i'm not gonna let this night/weekend go to waste.. cause im getting tired of it ;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna go run soon, cause i've been doing it like everyday and it just gets easier for me.. i actually HATE doing it every other day because something will cramp up or hurt, which annoys me more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't got my ticket for ill nino/flaw/40 below show yet.. should be here soon, and it's this tuesday.. been awhile since i went to a show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only 14 hours of work this week, and most of it is on sunday and monday.. so the whooooole rest of the week is open til saturday morning/afternoon.. which isn't bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mehhhhhhhh.</content>
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    <title>so much going on...</title>
    <published>2004-05-14T00:12:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-14T18:44:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>atreyu - the crimson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my rap and it's all about mel&lt;br /&gt;an angel from heaven hotter than hell,&lt;br /&gt;met my bro joe down at montawk&lt;br /&gt;can't go without laughing whenever we talk&lt;br /&gt;there's gonna be a sad look on her face&lt;br /&gt;if she doesn't get a job at that bagel place&lt;br /&gt;do you have a shower fear?&lt;br /&gt;cause i can smell ya from here!&lt;br /&gt;but she knows that im just kidding&lt;br /&gt;and there's more i forgot to mention&lt;br /&gt;she's the coolest jew i know&lt;br /&gt;she was even gonna make a beach porno&lt;br /&gt;loved by joe and a lot of her friends&lt;br /&gt;like me, liz, carly - list never ends&lt;br /&gt;so many nicknames Im gonna tell&lt;br /&gt;there's cinna, jewlio and melmel&lt;br /&gt;living in LI, she needs to make a switch&lt;br /&gt;come to berlin and get away from that rhea bitch&lt;br /&gt;it sucks mel can't come to berlin more&lt;br /&gt;im definetly not going to the warped tour&lt;br /&gt;but it'd be cool to go to LI, it all depends&lt;br /&gt;how bout hookin me up with your hot friends?&lt;br /&gt;im gonna get a lapdance just for this rap&lt;br /&gt;i want it now, so i'll grab me a map&lt;br /&gt;anyways, here's something that's whack&lt;br /&gt;she says "brb" but never comes back&lt;br /&gt;so much for promises she can't keep&lt;br /&gt;she didn't return, instead went to sleep&lt;br /&gt;damn you mel, go take your weekly bath&lt;br /&gt;take a picture for evidence with an autograph&lt;br /&gt;but i'll stop being mean&lt;br /&gt;and say what i really mean&lt;br /&gt;she's the best person anyone will meet&lt;br /&gt;and the only friend you should keep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i made for mel.. she wanted one and she got one.. im happy she likes it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i &lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it only took some convincing&lt;br /&gt;for me to believe&lt;br /&gt;that you're more addicting&lt;br /&gt;than any drug will ever be,&lt;br /&gt;if you left, i couldn't wait&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to stand on my own&lt;br /&gt;the very feelin that I hate&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of being alone,&lt;br /&gt;being a better person around you&lt;br /&gt;i thought you'd like to know&lt;br /&gt;my loving arms surround you&lt;br /&gt;never letting go,&lt;br /&gt;mezmorized by anything you say&lt;br /&gt;an angel blending in blue skies&lt;br /&gt;i tend to lose my way&lt;br /&gt;looking into those beautiful eyes,&lt;br /&gt;my heart can't take this fast pace&lt;br /&gt;but i can live knowing i have this&lt;br /&gt;don't let me lose sight of your face&lt;br /&gt;you're comforting in every kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; during law class, while i had my headphones on.. and i got yelled at cause i wasn't paying attention to bruno telling retarded stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this kid, paul, took one piece of work i wrote and put it on a picture he made.. not bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img8.photobucket.com/albums/v23/itbleedsinside/picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeee.</content>
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    <title>give the best you got, giving up everything so you can never stop</title>
    <published>2004-05-13T19:27:28Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-13T19:35:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>REV.9 - hissyfit</lj:music>
    <content type="html">this heat is actually annoying.. the humidy atleast. how's it feel to take a shower, only to sweat right after driving yourself off? gahh&lt;br /&gt;today was extremely short, with the accident thing and all, nothing exciting and nothing that i decided to go see :P&lt;br /&gt;physics, i slept through part of it, listening to music/bowling on the cellphone.. but why would i wanna see a disney video on colors. meh.&lt;br /&gt;gym consisted of nothing but going outside and insulting 1/2 of the people in the class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running this morning before i went to school was mixed as far as positives and negatives went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;+&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; i got a good workout, went to the CC for a little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; the heat.. it was almost 85 at 9 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;+&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; listened to some good music, jamming while i was running ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; sweating constantly even after i showered.. ugh, &lt;s&gt;heat&lt;/s&gt;what happened to winter? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:sighs:&lt;br /&gt;can't wait til saturday though.. im already glad im not going to prom but i'm gonna make sure that im 'busy' the whole night ;p.. who knows what'll happen.. but it's gonna be chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going through my desk, i found this old thing i wrote last year while i was in florida.. has a date on it and everything (4/13/03).. waste your time with &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;u&gt;With(out) you&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is what it's like&lt;br /&gt;i never wanna feel it again&lt;br /&gt;im just too sad to fight&lt;br /&gt;im nothing til Im with you again&lt;br /&gt;your love is not gone&lt;br /&gt;and ive not lost mine&lt;br /&gt;but i've made this song&lt;br /&gt;and i'll wait for the time&lt;br /&gt;(that i'm with you again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart is not hurting&lt;br /&gt;it just needs you to fill in the hole&lt;br /&gt;the one made from our parting&lt;br /&gt;but i'll wait for that call&lt;br /&gt;feeling alone is the worse&lt;br /&gt;but I wait for sunday&lt;br /&gt;because i'll see you&lt;br /&gt;and on that day&lt;br /&gt;(i'm with you again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;these tears at night&lt;br /&gt;drown out my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;but it's sadness i fight&lt;br /&gt;til i see you tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;because it's you i miss&lt;br /&gt;i want you against me&lt;br /&gt;close enough to kiss&lt;br /&gt;and then i can see&lt;br /&gt;(that i'm with you again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel nothing&lt;br /&gt;because I can't feel you&lt;br /&gt;i see nothing&lt;br /&gt;but I want to see you&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you always&lt;br /&gt;and stay by you forever&lt;br /&gt;watch the sunset go&lt;br /&gt;and the sunrise come&lt;br /&gt;(just to be with you again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time passes so slowly&lt;br /&gt;and I become empty&lt;br /&gt;the love isn't gone&lt;br /&gt;and it won't ever be&lt;br /&gt;you're my better half&lt;br /&gt;you make up for this space&lt;br /&gt;it feels good to hear you laugh&lt;br /&gt;and see the smile on your face&lt;br /&gt;(I want to be with you again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus x3&lt;br /&gt; atleast i've become a better writer since then, right? and that was a year + month ago, and i've changed with words and everything since then in what i write.. but meh, enough about all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to sarah for passing the drivers test.. atleast she doesnt have to hide from her friends that she didn't make it.. because she did pass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my ticket for ill nino/flaw/40 below summer.. can't wait to see them all again, it's been a few times for 40 below and ill nino, and second time for flaw.. last time i saw flaw, it was just days after i got my wisdom teeth out.. and i still went into the pit.. got knocked in the face a few times :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. i want the AC on. now.</content>
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    <title>hrmm</title>
    <published>2004-05-12T15:05:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-12T15:05:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>demonhunter - i play dead</lj:music>
    <content type="html">school is boring&lt;br /&gt;thats why im stuck in law class typing this thing up for prisons and executions&lt;br /&gt;i got john mccormack sitting infront of me and that bitch with the huge arm on the left of me.. im kinda afraid. ms val went whacko on me and stole my CD player but i took it back while she wasn't looking. bleeding through is soooooo good to listen to while you're in class doing nothing important. i've got study period next and then gym.. real ezzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last period i did absolutely nothing, walked around the halls with mike vinci.. it was chill. then we played that dot game, where u make the boxes and such, on the board in the class. i &amp;lt;3 weds and it would have been nice to go to the beach in RI with nick and mike but i didnt because ive got work at 4.. meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:changes track to luti-kriss(norma jean) - pleasantly philadelphia:&lt;br /&gt;yyyyyyyay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing else for now. maybe if i want later, i'll type something during study.. but i doubt it.. byby</content>
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    <title>it's hot in hell's kitchen</title>
    <published>2004-05-11T22:14:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-11T22:14:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>flaw - worlds divide</lj:music>
    <content type="html">^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;aaahhh. :wipes sweat off self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cure eclipse: fun running in this temp, isnt it :-!&lt;br /&gt;hot2molly44: omg&lt;br /&gt;hot2molly44: i think im dying&lt;br /&gt;cure eclipse: yeah its pretty bad&lt;br /&gt;hot2molly44: yeaa&lt;br /&gt;hot2molly44: and we made the mistake to run up lower lane to my house&lt;br /&gt;hot2molly44: yikes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exactly. it's HOT out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough about how hot today was.. LAST NIGHT was pretty good. since nick's parents are still gone, i went over there after work and we chilled for a bit. had a few disalvo fuck bombs, lol. matt p was there too. mike r showed up for a few mins and then left when i did. no one else was around or the ones who were didnt wanna come over :(.. nick's parents are back on thurs.. so tomorrow is the last night to do anything chill at his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was still boring, got to go outside which was nice but now it's just too damn hot. :x.. peace and stay cool :)</content>
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    <title>now i've put up with this for longer than my heart can</title>
    <published>2004-05-09T15:47:58Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-09T18:19:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>flaw - endangered species</lj:music>
    <content type="html">:rolls eyes:&lt;br /&gt;time to look into ---&amp;gt; future&lt;br /&gt;next weekend is like.. W   I   D   E open for me. except the 9-3 thing on saturday, but psh. tell me at school/im me/leave a comment for ANYTHING to do next weekend, cause i'll do anything. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoken by my cat licking my hand.. it was like 9.. so i guess it was hungry.. i'm just sooo excited about cleaning out their litter box too.. (Q: When do my parents come back?  A: tomorrow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concerts.. hmmm.. concerts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAY 18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill Nino&lt;br /&gt;Flaw&lt;br /&gt;40 Below Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;.. YES~!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUN 11&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Days Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;.. *maybe*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course Ozzfest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really feel like doing anything today :/.. it's a gloomy day, and i wanna [fit in] with the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll have a tic-tac that i stole from berlin pizza last night.. mmm orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents dont get back til tomorrow afternoon... and.. meh. it doesn't even matter that they're gone. i don't wanna over enjoy myself.. woooo . ok enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i can not stop this ride&lt;br /&gt;i am growing cold inside&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't let it slide&lt;br /&gt;will sickness be mine?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't found lyrics for the Flaw cd yet.. so that's my best guess at one of the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;ATLEAST I HAVE A SUPERDUPER NEAT NEW ICON&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored, but i don't wanna do anything. wtf? yanks game better not get rained out.. cause then i'll have nothing to look forward to. meh. meh. meh. by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stalker Counter: 13&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>now for an announcement</title>
    <published>2004-05-08T15:56:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-08T16:21:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>bleeding through - on wings of lead</lj:music>
    <content type="html">1.Go into your journal archives.&lt;br /&gt;2.Find your 23rd post.&lt;br /&gt;3.Find the fifth sentence.&lt;br /&gt;4.Post the text of the sentence along with these instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lauren3175: happy birthday matt!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also...i'd like to direct your attention to the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stalker Counter: 12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will be put at the bottom of every entry.. as the number grows higher and higher.. everyday. it's going to be a great thing.</content>
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    <title>i believe in you, i love you.. can you feel the air beneath our feet?</title>
    <published>2004-05-07T18:20:58Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-07T18:22:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>flaw / atreyu</lj:music>
    <content type="html">:opens winamp -&amp;gt; Flaw - Medicate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 dismissals.. been home for 3 hours already&lt;br /&gt;work @ 4.. til 9 :(&lt;br /&gt;but saturday night should be the GOOD one. with my parents gone.. i'll get all my best friends and some women over for some good times ;p.. if you're a girl, hot, and wanna join in the festivities.. im me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a really nice day out.. gym class was great.. the seniors know how to take down the sophmores in a game of kickball.. fo sho.&lt;br /&gt;too bad the yankees lost last night though :(.. but they're doing a lot better lately then they were in the beginning of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:changes mp3 -&amp;gt; Flaw - Many Faces:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a bunch of people who i wanna hang out with..inside, or outside of the state. i hope i get a chance to before i get shipped out.. and i don't wanna wait til summertime =/.. cause it'll be too close to when i gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:changes mp3 -&amp;gt; Flaw - &lt;s&gt;Recognize&lt;/s&gt;Endangered Species:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet everyone will be home soon.. isn't it a good and sort of weird feeling to be home and see everyone come online and such.. sounds kind of weird, but you see these things happen that you usually don't.. and it's kind of interesting :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:opens mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;your eyes take me to a place&lt;br /&gt;that has been left unseen&lt;br /&gt;now that i'm here&lt;br /&gt;don't expect me to leave&lt;br /&gt;delicate&lt;br /&gt;i could break your smile&lt;br /&gt;in the drop of a pin&lt;br /&gt;you've felt for me&lt;br /&gt;while i can't, but i want to&lt;br /&gt;what's holding me back?&lt;br /&gt;when i'm holding you in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;i think this is taking me farther&lt;br /&gt;than i want to be&lt;br /&gt;but i can go anywhere i want&lt;br /&gt;as long as you have me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:closes mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really think drew almost spent his whole school day in gym class.. that's awesome.. he's a siiiiiick baseball player by the way. i saw him hit it and then get to third.. almost getting out. kid can really hit ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:changes mp3 -&amp;gt; Atreyu - Bleeding Mascara:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaahhh.. bliss. you know you make me smile. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!! and when you reverse audio.. you realize that &lt;a href="http://jailbait.ytmnd.com/"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;britney spears is a &lt;s&gt;slave&lt;/s&gt;slut!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>never will you become something i can live with</title>
    <published>2004-05-06T18:34:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-07T04:28:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>atreyu - bleeding mascara</lj:music>
    <content type="html">::aaah::&lt;br /&gt;relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels good to get some annoying shit off your back, huh?&lt;br /&gt;well i definelty dealt with it the worst way possible.. &lt;i&gt;by not doing anything&lt;/i&gt;.. but that's ok. why would i try so hard for something i never wanted to do? prom is dumb, i went through it already, and i get more benefits out of it by not going. ::phew::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. the rest of the day sucked because we lost in hockey.. having 2 of our guys leave early on because they thought there wasn't a game, the other team ended up showing 20 minutes later... ugh. so it was me, nick, brian, and billy.. yeah lost 2-0.. go us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get the new atreyu CD when it comes out.. and flaw! just got a hold of them last night/this morning.. and they're both awwwwesome cds. &amp;lt;3 them. AND 96 hours of music.. oh man :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:deep breath:&lt;br /&gt;:exhale:&lt;br /&gt;aaaah. good to be free for next saturday night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and sarah came up with a good idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;b&gt;o man i just had an idea while i was brushing my teeth! i think i should have a lj-friends award thingy.. like the grammys only more lame! o and u don't get a prize. k ready?!? ok look thru my friends page and then vote for ur favorites in the following categories:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most fun to read:&lt;br /&gt;most meaningful:&lt;br /&gt;most depressing: &lt;br /&gt;best pictures: &lt;br /&gt;best user pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah make up ur own categories too!&lt;br /&gt;mhm vote for ur favorites but be annonymous cause its a SECRET!&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you heard her.. go do it. :P</content>
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    <title>puck you motherpucker</title>
    <published>2004-05-06T02:51:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-06T02:53:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>breaking benjamin - break my fall</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hockey tomorrow morning...&lt;br /&gt;steriod rrrrrrrrrage!&lt;br /&gt;still 2-1-1.. after a month+ of being inactive&lt;br /&gt;(gay CAPT testing + assemblies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's gonna pay up after tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SaRaH MoSk3Y: lol NO&lt;br /&gt;cure eclipse: yes&lt;br /&gt;SaRaH MoSk3Y: u won't need it&lt;br /&gt;-bullshit-&lt;br /&gt;SaRaH MoSk3Y: aw im excited for u lol&lt;br /&gt;SaRaH MoSk3Y: be a big boy&lt;br /&gt;-EH-&lt;br /&gt;SaRaH MoSk3Y: o mi gawsh&lt;br /&gt;SaRaH MoSk3Y: these creme savors&lt;br /&gt;cure eclipse: whhhhha&lt;br /&gt;SaRaH MoSk3Y: are like&lt;br /&gt;cure eclipse: god?&lt;br /&gt;SaRaH MoSk3Y: heaven lol&lt;br /&gt;cure eclipse: yeah well, i think nilla wafers are the greatest thing to be put on this earth and put into an 11 ounce box to be stored in a supermarket shelve&lt;br /&gt;SaRaH MoSk3Y: hahah&lt;br /&gt;SaRaH MoSk3Y: wut about reduced fat wheat thins???&lt;br /&gt;cure eclipse: they just don't compare&lt;br /&gt;SaRaH MoSk3Y: o&lt;br /&gt;SaRaH MoSk3Y: yes they do&lt;br /&gt;SaRaH MoSk3Y: damnit!&lt;br /&gt;SaRaH MoSk3Y: we're out of lactaid..&lt;br /&gt;cure eclipse: but you see, reduced fat wheat thins are kind of like heaven, just without the pearly whire gates.. you see.. there will always be a time when someone needs the crunchy, low fat taste of a cracker.. that's when you call on the reduced fat wheat thins&lt;br /&gt;cure eclipse: btw, i've been told to do commercials&lt;br /&gt;SaRaH MoSk3Y: lol&lt;br /&gt;SaRaH MoSk3Y: lay off the crack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SaRaH MoSk3Y: woot woot&lt;br /&gt;SaRaH MoSk3Y: she baangs she baangs&lt;br /&gt;-speak for yourself :)-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;end&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna download music.. actually i'm waiting.. cause mIRC is slow, but hopefully soon i'll be getting new demonhunter and flaw.. mmm&lt;br /&gt;speaking of flaw... ill nino+40below summer+flaw on the 18th.. i MUST see.&lt;br /&gt;and ozzfest.. of course.. coming later on.. and i'm deciding.. go to six flags for a school field trip.. or go to a show that's up in mass... killswitch engage, in flames, as i lay dying..  woooow. hard decision? doubt it.. i think ill go to the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.</content>
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    <title>why did it have to come to this?</title>
    <published>2004-05-05T19:04:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-05T22:05:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>breaking benjamin - follow me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">it's like pressure coming down on me.. i want to just let go and have everything just disappear.. so no worries.. but there are.. and it's killing me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Show me how we end this horrid life&lt;br /&gt;Show me how defenseless you really are&lt;br /&gt;Satisfy an empty inside&lt;br /&gt;That's alright&lt;br /&gt;Lets give this another try&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having to pulled into something i don't want to do.. but when i really kind of do.. but i keep trying to make myself avoid it.. like i can't bring myself to doing it. ugh&lt;br /&gt;i tried.. i really thought i did.. i just &lt;b&gt;stood&lt;/b&gt; there.. wondering what was the next thing coming out of my &lt;b&gt;mouth&lt;/b&gt;.. and it ended up being what i didn't need to say.. it wasn't what i was there to say.. and i'm such a fuckup for never doing anything.. i hate being so shy and everything. but once i get this over with.. and if she says no.. then well, i'm not going. that's it.&lt;br /&gt;nick isn't even gonna be at the same table as john and mike.. i don't understand why.. but i'll be with john, mike, dan k.. that's if i can.. if not.. then i'm just a worthless idiot.. and if i didn't even try.. i'm a worthless idiot. same conclusion? yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna feel like i have something to look forward to before i go to the marines.. something that is out of the ordinary.. but i doubt it. why do i constantly try to expect something when i know it's not going to happen.. yet i still feel like shit for never trying to expect it. &lt;b&gt;am i making any sense?&lt;/b&gt; let me sum it up.  I + hate = me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(</content>
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    <title>letting go of what i held on for so long</title>
    <published>2004-05-04T23:43:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-04T23:52:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>demonhunter - untitled</lj:music>
    <content type="html">another uneventful day of school.. ugh. so tired of the same 3 classes for 3 straight days.. and i know some kids who have a study for any of those.. and i hate them :O&lt;br /&gt;well since today i didn't HAVE study.. i decided to type up a dismissal to get out around 1130.. worked like a charm and i was outtttta there :)&lt;br /&gt;i really hate tuesdays.. and it wasn't any good from the start.. it dragged on til i thought i was gonna pass out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got home, ran to the community center, worked out, ran back. picked up al+katie.. went to &lt;s&gt;tiffany's&lt;/s&gt;dairy queen.. katie getting this dilly bar.. it's like an ice cream bar with a nipple on it. so yeah! i dropped them off and then went to work. for some reason at work.. it was a really chilled day.. we were joking around and actually have a good time ( did i just say that??? ) and as the day went on.. it got better and better. but yeah im still glad to have gotten out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wanna be like &lt;s&gt;i love prom, it's a good time and i wish it happened more often&lt;/s&gt;i hate you. basically.. i've told everyone who i talk to about it.. that i'll never be 'good' enough for anyone.. and anyone will turn me down.. it's true, and i'll accept it.. but instead of accepting it, i just won't ask so i dont have to go through the rejection. atleast this week is the last week to get tickets.. i have &lt;s&gt;a date, a tux, and tickets&lt;/s&gt;nothing.. while all my friends are basically ready except no tickets. they seem to have everything set for them.. like it comes easy. not I.. yeah, never me. i don't wanna be too truthful, but nick goes through a whole list of girls he know will go with him.. and john has his gf, mike has a new gf since saturday.. and.. me.. yeah :/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;illnino04: were loaded, but well pull up chairs n e wayz&lt;br /&gt;not like i'll get to sit with my friends.. weeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough bullshit, i'm tired of repeating myself and i'm just looking forward to this weekend because my parents are gone from saturday to monday.. and i don't want the oppertunity to waste away... or i'll just not care about work, school, anything til marines.. so it'll be the only thing i look forward to :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.</content>
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    <title>go at it, and give me a laugh</title>
    <published>2004-05-03T19:57:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-03T19:57:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>breaking benjamin - so cold</lj:music>
    <content type="html">have fun filling it out =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I--&lt;br /&gt;1. Quiet or Loud?:&lt;br /&gt;2. Short or Tall?:&lt;br /&gt;3. Weird or Original?:&lt;br /&gt;4. Nice or Mean?:&lt;br /&gt;5. Friendly or Selfish?:&lt;br /&gt;6. Normal or "Special"?:&lt;br /&gt;7. Smart or Stupid?:&lt;br /&gt;8. Boring or Fun?:&lt;br /&gt;9. Attractive or Unattractive?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I'm--&lt;br /&gt;1. A psycho?:&lt;br /&gt;2. Athletic?:&lt;br /&gt;3. A nerd?:&lt;br /&gt;4. Ghetto?:&lt;br /&gt;5. Two-faced?:&lt;br /&gt;6. Obnoxious?:&lt;br /&gt;7. Immature?:&lt;br /&gt;8. Mature?:&lt;br /&gt;9. Beautiful?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some questions--&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you think I'll be when I grow up?:&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you think I'll get married?:&lt;br /&gt;3. When is my birthday?:&lt;br /&gt;4. Who is my best friend?:&lt;br /&gt;5. What song reminds you of me?:&lt;br /&gt;6. Do I remind you of any characters on TV?:&lt;br /&gt;7. If you could rename me.. what would my name be?:&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever had a dream about me?:&lt;br /&gt;10. If you could give me anything... what would it be?:&lt;br /&gt;11. If you could promise me anything... what would it be?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal--&lt;br /&gt;1. Am I physically ugly, average, decent, good looking, pretty, or hot?:&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you ever kiss me?:&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you ever consider being my friend?:&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you ever think about me?:&lt;br /&gt;5. If we spent a day together where would we go and what would we do?:&lt;br /&gt;6. If you could describe me in one word, what would that word be?:&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you or have you ever liked me?:&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you want me?:</content>
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    <title>take this.</title>
    <published>2004-05-02T19:30:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-02T23:37:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>earshot - wait</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______Your Life______&lt;br /&gt;they call me: "matt james, bitch!"&lt;br /&gt;also: james, mj, matty, mateo, james matt&lt;br /&gt;sex: male&lt;br /&gt;occupation: military/student&lt;br /&gt;most memorable memory: &lt;br /&gt;worst: getting lost in some places, at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______Fast Forward_______&lt;br /&gt;college planning to go to: no idea&lt;br /&gt;wedding: on the beach, no need for family unless its neccessary :O&lt;br /&gt;children: a few for each wife i have&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to: summer.&lt;br /&gt;NOT looking forward to: going to college after the marines training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______Play_______&lt;br /&gt;feeling: blah.&lt;br /&gt;listening: earshot&lt;br /&gt;talking to: my cousin&lt;br /&gt;craving: MRE's&lt;br /&gt;thinking: if school will suck hardcore 2mor&lt;br /&gt;hating: that i didn't have a weekend, didnt see APC on friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________Picky Picky_______&lt;br /&gt;dog or cat: a pussy, shaved.&lt;br /&gt;short or long hair: short, but oh well&lt;br /&gt;sunshine or rain: sunshine&lt;br /&gt;moon or sun: moon&lt;br /&gt;basketball or football: basketball&lt;br /&gt;righty or lefty: left&lt;br /&gt;hugs or kisses: both&lt;br /&gt;1 best friend or 10 acquaintances: one best friend&lt;br /&gt;bf/gf or best friend: best friend&lt;br /&gt;tv or radio: tv, both suck but radio is worse.&lt;br /&gt;starbucks or jamba juice: neither&lt;br /&gt;mcdonalds or burger king: neither&lt;br /&gt;summer or winter: Summer&lt;br /&gt;written letters or e-mails: letters&lt;br /&gt;playstation or nintendo: playstation&lt;br /&gt;disney or nickelodeon: snick&lt;br /&gt;car or motorcycle: car&lt;br /&gt;house party or club: house party&lt;br /&gt;sing or dance: sing&lt;br /&gt;yahoo messenger or aim: aim&lt;br /&gt;google or ask jeeves: yahoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______Miscellaneous_______&lt;br /&gt;can you swim: lemme see, i'll go tread water in my bathtub.&lt;br /&gt;whats your most embarrassing moment: i'd try to forget them.&lt;br /&gt;whats under your bed: a whole lotta nothing.&lt;br /&gt;worst fear[s]: lonliness&lt;br /&gt;what is your greatest accomplishment: getting into the marines.&lt;br /&gt;what kinda roof is over your head: ..huh&lt;br /&gt;do you like tomatoes: sure&lt;br /&gt;how many TVs in the house: 3&lt;br /&gt;how many phones: 4&lt;br /&gt;last dentist visit: forgot&lt;br /&gt;last phone call: idk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______My Looks______&lt;br /&gt;hair color: brown&lt;br /&gt;eye color: brown&lt;br /&gt;height: 5'9&lt;br /&gt;do u wear contacts or glasses: neither, SOMETIMES glasses.&lt;br /&gt;do you have any piercing: no&lt;br /&gt;do you wear any rings/jewelry: necklace&lt;br /&gt;do you have a certain fashion you follow: khakis? sweatshirts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______Just Lately______&lt;br /&gt;how are you today: ok&lt;br /&gt;what pants are you wearing right now: shorts&lt;br /&gt;what does your hair look like at the moment: like hair&lt;br /&gt;what is the weather like right now: rain.&lt;br /&gt;last person you talked to on the phone: idk&lt;br /&gt;last dream you can remember: going to the prom and fucking up&lt;br /&gt;what time is it: 3:23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______More About Me______&lt;br /&gt;if u were a crayon, what color would you be: blue&lt;br /&gt;What's the next CD you are going to buy: buy cds?&lt;br /&gt;The best advice ever given to you: idk&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever won any special award: no&lt;br /&gt;What's the stupidest thing you've ever done: falling for people too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Shampoo: idk&lt;br /&gt;Do you have your own TV: yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you have your own phone line: yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you have your own computer: yes&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever broken/sprained/fractured a bone: probably&lt;br /&gt;Who do you tell your dreams to: if they're funny, tell my friends&lt;br /&gt;Who's the loudest friend you have: justin&lt;br /&gt;who's the quietest friend: idk&lt;br /&gt;Is cheerleading a sport?: no&lt;br /&gt;How many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop: 60 something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______Me And Love______&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a crush: not really&lt;br /&gt;Do others find you attractive: doubt it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______Pick One: This Or That?______&lt;br /&gt;Lights on/off: Off&lt;br /&gt;Do u like scary or happy movies better: Scary&lt;br /&gt;Backstreet Boys or NSYNC: neither&lt;br /&gt;On the phone or in person: person&lt;br /&gt;Paper or plastic: ... how'd u know i work at gnazzos?&lt;br /&gt;Sausage or pepperoni: sausage.&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or white milk: chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Root Beer or Dr. Pepper: dr pepper&lt;br /&gt;Glass half full or half empty: empty&lt;br /&gt;Tape or DVD: dvd&lt;br /&gt;skiing or boarding: boarding&lt;br /&gt;Cake or pie: pake&lt;br /&gt;Diamond or pearls: diamonds are forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______My Favs._______&lt;br /&gt;Color: nigger black.&lt;br /&gt;food: sushi, chinese food, italian&lt;br /&gt;Beverages: diet soda + lime ;p&lt;br /&gt;ice cream flavor: phish food&lt;br /&gt;Sport: basketball, football, hockey&lt;br /&gt;number: 13&lt;br /&gt;Radio station: sucks&lt;br /&gt;Band or singer: maynard j. keenan&lt;br /&gt;Actor or Actress: jennifer love hewitt&lt;br /&gt;Fav. day of the year: idk&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: scannel&lt;br /&gt;Qoute/Lyric: anything i've written&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________Have You Ever?____________&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to kill someone: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Broke the law: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Ran from the cops: i was chasing after them&lt;br /&gt;tried to kill yourself: no&lt;br /&gt;Made yourself throw up: no&lt;br /&gt;Made yourself cry to get out of trouble: no&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now: 3:29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damage can be done, and it's been dealt with&lt;br /&gt;i believed you were that very gift&lt;br /&gt;storing you inside of my arms&lt;br /&gt;now i've put up with this for longer than my heart can&lt;br /&gt;my dreams can't help but just suffer&lt;br /&gt;every emotion for you has disappeared&lt;br /&gt;this is exactly what i feared&lt;br /&gt;the one true thing i could rely on&lt;br /&gt;i will die from&lt;br /&gt;a picture of mistakes i made in sketching you out&lt;br /&gt;there isn't a last chance to erase&lt;br /&gt;there isn't any solution to trace&lt;br /&gt;the frame will always stayed crooked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate who i am, and who i've become&lt;br /&gt;thinking it was something to easily heal&lt;br /&gt;still, why does my skin feel so numb&lt;br /&gt;i cut to make sure everything is real&lt;br /&gt;i look into your eyes, expecting to see what i used to&lt;br /&gt;now they don't seem to shine like i knew&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for making my past kill who i am now&lt;br /&gt;i've pushed away everything only to bring me down&lt;br /&gt;either way, there's nothing that i can get&lt;br /&gt;to make me feel better for my regret&lt;br /&gt;for whatever made you upset&lt;br /&gt;i'm willing to bring the past back and make the present forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is there still a bullet left in the gun?&lt;br /&gt;i have yet to unload the last one&lt;br /&gt;i'm ready to leave this disgusting place&lt;br /&gt;when i have a disgusting face&lt;br /&gt;only rainy days cheer me up more&lt;br /&gt;you're not something worth waiting for&lt;br /&gt;here is my last day on earth my lovely&lt;br /&gt;lick the blood just to remember me&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to die and you have no plans&lt;br /&gt;but praying will only sprain your hands&lt;br /&gt;god has nothing to do with this shit&lt;br /&gt;and i'm glad i won't have to live with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, here's some things you SHOULD be watching.. and you SHOULD already have a launch.com account, because they're amazing.&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://launch.yahoo.com/artist/default.asp?artistID=1041557"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Slipknot - 'Duality'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; video.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.hyfntrak.com/bb/AFF4031/"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Breaking Benjamin - 'So Cold' &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; video, but wait for the other page to come up and you can figure out the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you get out of this &lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/viridian.php"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;room? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it'll help when you're bored tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good quality stuff, enjoy. ::cheers::</content>
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    <content type="html">uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. yeah&lt;br /&gt;so the last entry, yeah i haven't done anything yet.. i feel like a dick but i don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;but forget that for now, my day was a little more interesting than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i had to get up at 6ish to leave with sean to go to the marines office in hartford, to take a bus up to the MEPS building (place i was a few weeks ago) to do a Pool Field Meet. basically everyone who was recruited in the hartford area, who hasn't been sent out, was asked to attend.. so we had 54 guys in our group. &lt;br /&gt;our group joined up with 5-6 other groups to do different events for the meet. the different events.. mile and 1/2 run, pull-ups, crunches in 2 minutes, a fireman run (holding a guy over ur head and running, then u switch off and run back), a tug-a-war, and the less-competitive / more funny.. izzy dizzy..(you have your meal and then 20 minutes later you do the izzy dizzy, where you run to a baseball bat, spin 10 times and run back.. lol the people falling was great). &lt;br /&gt;so we got up there around 8 or 9.. i didn't know the time while i was there.. but w/e. the only event i did was the mile and 1/2 run.. 5 guys from each group ran.. and i ended up getting 9:10 which is complete shit to me, but i did finish first out of my entire group, which is something to look up to. i think overall i finished in the top 10.. about 7th? im guessing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as the events went on.. we didn't do too bad but it wasn't good enough to get awards in the end, because we never finished first for anything..meh. it happens.. but we definetly werent the worst out of all the groups. me, henry and tim, and a bunch of other guys in our group were crackin jokes at the springfield poolie group because they tried to act all macho but they were all 21 or so old and they would wear cleats and gloves for the tug-a-war while we had none of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still it was a fun thing to do.. but i wish i didnt have to sit around for so long, i never got to do another event. i got a lot of positive comments for the effort i put in the mile 1/2 run, which was good. so it wasn't a bad day at all.. except my ALARM DIDNT GO OFF THIS MORNING. that's all ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came home, late for work (boo-hoo), and worked 530 til 9, it was easy and now im kinda bored but filled with energy.. i wanna run. idk! but that's it and there goes my weekend =/!</content>
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