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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Feb 2007 15:52:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Screw car-crash hearts.  Long live normal hearts.  The kind that pump blood and such.</title>
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  <description>So I finally bought (yes, bought.  Shocking word from me, isn&apos;t it?) Infinity on High by let&apos;s have a wild guess who it&apos;s by.  Camden was amazing, went with just Melissa.  Remember that dress from fairy gothmother? xP, yes, I bought it.  It is t3h sex.  Photos shall be forthcoming, don&apos;t worry.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I&apos;m in the windows lab and bored out of my &lt;i&gt;mind&lt;/i&gt;, and considering I have no internet access at home because my parents are big sillies, I... might as well review the album.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thriller&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know, there&apos;s something about this one particular song that just... gets to you I suppose.  The introduction is rather nifty, and I do like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;What you critics said would never happen.  I dedicate this album to anyone who people said wouldn&apos;t make it, to the fans who held us down till everybody came around.  Welcome.  It&apos;s here.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, alright, this is rather nifty.  The intro, that is.  However, everything just seems to fizzle out.  The lyrics aren&apos;t particularly strong, although it&apos;s a matter of time until &quot;So long live the car-crash hearts&quot; appears absolutely &lt;i&gt;everywhere&lt;/i&gt;.  Nothing about this song grabs at me, really demands my attention and my continued listening.  There really isn&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;The Take Over, The Breaks Over&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is fucking &lt;i&gt;stupid&lt;/i&gt; how much the introduction sounds like &apos;A Town Called Hypocrisy&apos; by &lt;b&gt;Lost Prophets&lt;/b&gt;, and frankly, this song just doesn&apos;t measure up either.  The lyrics -those that aren&apos;t slurred by the interesting Patrick- don&apos;t... mean much either.  Wouldn&apos;t you rather be a widow than a divorcee?  Er, no.  Like the previous song.  These songs are just so forgettable, nothing really memorable about them that DEMANDS I listen to them.  There really aren&apos;t.  Nothing sticks in my mind, other than the fact the intro. is just like lost prophets.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;This Ain&apos;t a Scene, it&apos;s an Arms Race&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this song is sickeningly catchy, and for once, shockingly, you can actually tell what Patrick&apos;s singing.  He has this habit of slurring his words rather irritatingly.  Although I must admit the &apos;this ain&apos;t a scene it&apos;s a goddamn arms race&apos; is sung ... oddly.&lt;br /&gt;This is poppy, and makes you want to jump around waving your hands like a little child overdosing on sugar.  But it just. doesn&apos;t. sound like them.  There&apos;s something about that fact that annoys the crap out of me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&quot;The lies we weave are oh-so intricate&quot;&lt;/u&gt;  Alright, I like this line.  Fine.  It&apos;s a good line.  I&apos;ll admit that.  Btu after a few minutes, I want to change song.  Which isn&apos;t that brilliant for FOB.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&apos;m Like A lawyer with the way I&apos;m always trying to get you off(Me+You)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First comment:  Congrats boys, you may just have beaten P!aTD for longest song title.  It&apos;s not a damn competition, I fail to see how this in anyway relates to the song.  It just doesn&apos;t. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts rather nicely, I do like the opening line.  Yes, I like it.  Shocking, isn&apos;t it?  BUT COME ON BOY, ENUNCIATE FOR GODS SAKE.  The chorus-y bit is rather nifty, if a bit short for my liking.  And too soft.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Overall Impression:  Mediocre.  These boys have made mediocrity an art.  To be frankly honest, if it wasn&apos;t for those rather exposing pictures of Wentz&apos;s bits, it wouldn&apos;t be nearly as popular.  And I&apos;m unimpressed.  It sounds absolutely nothing like their previous work, is far too poppy, and frankly, they&apos;ve sold out.  I&apos;ve lost faith in today&apos;s music scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I have to go.  Shall be finished soon.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 31 Jan 2007 10:49:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Dear World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little note for you, and all those lovely people out there.  I will not conform.  I refuse to become some preppy little girl who flicks her hair and has nothing in her head but what shade of lipgloss she should be wearing.  This is who I am, damnit.  Deal.  I refuse to conform to society, I will not change who I am.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;+2&quot;&gt;I.  &lt;b&gt;Will&lt;/b&gt;.  &lt;i&gt;Not&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Conform&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never Yours&lt;br /&gt;Steph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS-Would you mind not sucking?  It&apos;d be nice if you&apos;d stop for a while.)</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Oct 2006 18:57:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So I was summarily ordered to update this thing by Hellen, and honestly... I don&apos;t know what to update it with.&lt;br /&gt;So I&apos;m a month into school, the first quarter is almost over, and I am almost drowning.  Literally, drowning in not only work, but I am slowly... failing and failing.&lt;br /&gt;Economics isn&apos;t bad, just... I have a tendency not to turn things in.  Math studies... bah.  ITGS is alright, I suppose.   Alright.  Physics is one of the classes I am seriously fucking up in.  French is just fucking AWFUL.  Ap french is stabbing me over and over in the throat.  English is fun though.  ^^&lt;br /&gt;So enough bitching about my life, I suppose.  But life is just... lifey.  I don&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;So strangely enough, I&apos;ve been feeling more and more emo recently.  I mean, everyone&apos;s been... hooking up, and gah.  Here&apos;s steph, ol&apos; never-been-kissed, much less gone out with someone.  And I just admitted that, so now I feel a tad... sily.  Bahahahaha.  In a bad way.  Grace, let&apos;s be... guy-less emo buddies.  Helen, you&apos;renot nearly cool enough to join in the group.  Teehee.  I want picshars.&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of life... I&apos;m grounded, per usual, for daring to get into an argument with ze madre.  And now no internets till I&apos;m all packed up, and...probably moved to the new house.  I&apos;ve snuck on, which is always fun.  ^_^  Thank ye for laptops.  Laptops ftw.&lt;br /&gt;Meheheheh...  I dunno, feel... silly.  Steph is a silly bugger. Sillysillysillybugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddamnit there&apos;s a play practice on the 11th.  There goes paintballing.  Fuck.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Aug 2006 21:24:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Because... hey, an entry!</title>
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  <description>xD:&lt;br /&gt;Step 1: Put your MP3 player or whatever on random.&lt;br /&gt;Step 2: Post the first line from the first 10 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;Step 3: Post and let everyone you know guess what song and artist the lines come from.&lt;br /&gt;Step 4: Underline the songs when someone guesses correctly.&lt;br /&gt;Step 5: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is cheating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Free- is all that she could bleed&lt;br /&gt;2.  Daddy&apos;s flown across the ocean leaving just a memory.&lt;br /&gt;3.  proud and so glorious, standing before of us.&lt;br /&gt;4.  you toss in a word, im your villain, i see the passion emerge, im your villain.&lt;br /&gt;5.  -thock- Sold! your number sir?  Thank you.  Lot 665, Ladies and Gentlemen, a papier mache box in the shape of a barrel monkey.&lt;br /&gt;I... am too lazy to do more than 5.  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Thorpe-age today was rather nifty.  It rained all of three times, hah.  The new dude, freshman, d00d but he&apos;s hyper... xDD, meg &amp;lt;3&apos;s him, but the silly bugger has a gf.  Feh.  Other than that, I... have nothing new to say.  Except... how depressing summer&apos;s over.  foo.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Jun 2006 21:00:18 GMT</pubDate>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/1.gif&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/1.gif&quot; height=&quot;75&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rachie.  xP In the comp lab.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/2.gif&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/2.gif&quot; height=&quot;75&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Surprise, Alicia!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/3.gif&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/3.gif&quot; height=&quot;75&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Peace.  Alicia.  Silly.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/4.gif&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/4.gif&quot; height=&quot;75&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was trying to take a photo of kelly...Boo!.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/5.gif&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/5.gif&quot; height=&quot;75&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kelly-kins&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/6.gif&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/6.gif&quot; height=&quot;75&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Noemie.  She looks happy, eh?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/7.gif&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/7.gif&quot; height=&quot;75&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;I RAWK at surprising people on the stairs... xD.  That&apos;s Meghan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/8.gif&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/8.gif&quot; height=&quot;75&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;And Siobhan.  On the stairs.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/9.gif&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/9.gif&quot; height=&quot;75&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Meghan and Siobhan.  By the stairs, XP&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/10.gif&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/10.gif&quot; height=&quot;75&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jon.  Guess where?  THE STAIRS!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/11.gif&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/11.gif&quot; height=&quot;75&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am the 0wner of taking crap photos on the stairs.  Zat is Ignacio.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/12.gif&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/12.gif&quot; height=&quot;75&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;YOU EMO RETARD MELISSA!  xP&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/13.gif&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/13.gif&quot; height=&quot;150&quot; width=&quot;110&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Meliska-kins.  By ... no prizes for guessing where...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/14.gif&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/14.gif&quot; height=&quot;75&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alice, in our last homeroom.  -le sob-&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/15.gif&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/school%20spam/15.gif&quot; height=&quot;75&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;And Alice.  Again.  Rawk.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 May 2006 17:15:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So yeah, today&apos;s been interesting.  xD.  In a bad way.  &lt;br /&gt;So in chemistry, Alex den H. turns around and asks me, with a totally innocent look on his face &apos;so you and alicia are bum buddies, eh?&apos;&lt;br /&gt;I was like... &apos;what the fuck?  No&apos;&lt;br /&gt;Him &apos;So you don&apos;t swing that way?&apos;&lt;br /&gt;Me &apos;Uh, no... what makes you think i am gay?&apos;&lt;br /&gt;Him &apos;well, you do hang out with all these bi people&apos;&lt;br /&gt;Me &apos;...&apos;  Then Mrs. Hay popped back in, thank god, therefore cutting off the conversation quite effectively.&lt;br /&gt;Aite.  I just have one question... &lt;b&gt; what the fuck are these people on, what kind of meaningless lives do these fuckheaded assholes have that they need to speculate about other people, and feel the need to ask one girl if she&apos;s &lt;i&gt;fucking another&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  That just pissed me &lt;i&gt;off&lt;/i&gt; and I know i shouldn&apos;t let it affect me, but it still does...  argh.&lt;br /&gt;So alicia said she talked to him later, and he asked her how her weekend was.  she said she spent the weekend at my place, per usual, and he was like &apos;so did you make out with her?&apos; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;+3&quot;&gt;ARGH&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/rant&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:&lt;br /&gt;I &amp;lt;3 talking to people who haven&apos;t that great of a grasp on english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;- ·$1·#      .       .        .       Pizi Only    [CBG] Pizarro  [Medico de Campo]  Pizi-licious. says:&lt;br /&gt;i would arrive to the antartica in 4 years&lt;br /&gt;- ·$1·#      .       .        .       Pizi Only    [CBG] Pizarro  [Medico de Campo]  Pizi-licious. says:&lt;br /&gt;then walk to the main temple&lt;br /&gt;- ·$1·#      .       .        .       Pizi Only    [CBG] Pizarro  [Medico de Campo]  Pizi-licious. says:&lt;br /&gt;(that one of ALIEN VS DEPREDATOR movie )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cracked up.  xD</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 May 2006 13:15:11 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Haha, there was a very funny thing, just said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Why would someone calll their computer an apple?  At least with Windows, you can make up a metaphorical meaning; a window to the world.  But what about apples?  They come with a &lt;b&gt;worm&lt;/b&gt; inside?!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Instill laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Nonono, it comes with a worm that pops up &lt;i&gt;six months later&lt;/i&gt; after the warranty expires, and you have to upgrade the computer.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I oddly find this &lt;u&gt;hilarious&lt;/u&gt;.  Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall fix this update later...</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 May 2006 08:54:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Well, I&apos;m in computer class now, and am wanting to kill something.  -stabbity-&lt;br /&gt;Raaaawrgh.&lt;br /&gt;So the weekend was goddamn sexy, xD, Alicia spent the weekend.  Good times.  And y&apos;know, I think I actually understand the thingy right now.  World history, the section we&apos;re on, because of explaining things to Alicia.  Damn that girl is good for studying, haha.  &lt;br /&gt;Thorpe park was damn nifty -Alicia, RAWR! xD- haha, but I didn&apos;t go on the new rollercoaster, Stealth, because it looks. damn. scary.  Haha, slammer makes me feel somewhat nauseous, and colossus kept breaking down, as well as Nemesis Inferno.  Worrying, much?  Haha.  But y&apos;know, I now have a fucking &lt;i&gt;blister&lt;/i&gt; on my ear from being thrown around so much.  I mean really... WTF? zOMGWTFLOLROFLMAOBBQ!  Hah.  &lt;br /&gt;Oh, and now my phone is dead.  Cause on tidal wave, the fucking huge log flume-y thing, they make you bring your things with you... my phone was IN my fucking waterproof bag, and it still got wet, and fucking broken.  But I just received one quote, and it said £45-£55, depending on part availability, etc...  Ah well.  Still waiting for the other quote, so tcha.&lt;br /&gt;Hah.  And now the ipod has crashed.  Joy.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Jami&apos;s blanking me.  Probably because of &apos;Jo&apos;.  Lol.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 11 May 2006 14:52:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m down in the mac lab, and I&apos;m not kidding- the other five occupants are busy trying to kill each other with Doom 3.  Haha, how I laugh.  And the fact is, they&apos;re all getting so into it... yargh.  Lol, this is very interesting.  And I really should be going now.  Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Yes, I just fragged hawksby!&apos; - Lol.  Really.  Haha, and they&apos;re making really funny, excited happy noises.  WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, today&apos;s been pretty shitty.  Grace knows why, but... let&apos;s just say I want to go up to Jami and go -stabbitystabbitystabbity-  Fuck.  But Rachael&apos;s actually been nice about it, sooooo... lol.  She rawks at times, y&apos;know? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what to say now, except...  You know, I really, really wish this week was over &apos;cause it&apos;s been pretty shitty (except for Wednesday, you guys all rawk, xD) and for some odd reason, I know that Saturday is going to suck.  Ass.  Much ass.  And where the hell were you today Alicia?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 02 May 2006 19:35:08 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br clear=&quot;all&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.toxin.org/cgi-bin/count_hugs.cgi?hug=EmoSmurf&quot; height=&quot;40&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; title=&quot;HUGS&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br clear=&quot;all&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HUGS* TOTAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.toxin.org/cgi-bin/hugs.cgi?&amp;amp;HUGS=yes&amp;amp;hug=EmoSmurf&quot;&gt;give EmoSmurf more *HUGS*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.toxin.org/cgi-bin/gethugs.cgi&quot;&gt;Get hugs of your own&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br clear=&quot;all&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Apr 2006 12:33:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So.  I utterly &amp;lt;3 my step-dad...  Which proves my love is easily bought.  So he goes to the mall, and returns with an Apple bag.  Assume it&apos;s the charger I need, &apos;cause the mini is just dying... but not just a charger.  &lt;br /&gt;A brand new, sexy black video iPod.  30gig.  ^^ Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;Except (Hellen!)I can&apos;t figure out how to get videos on it.  Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyeeeeeeh.  Stuck for another week.  Which isn&apos;t that bad, but still.  Miss an entire week of school, as well as a shitload of homework.  Yayz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tchah.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Apr 2006 17:05:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Yargh.  I&apos;m stuck here for another week.  Yayz.  So that makes an entire week&apos;s worth of work to make up.  Plus an extra week of burn.  xD.  Look on the good side though; sun and sand.  And.  Well.  Boredom.  Yayz.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I&apos;ll be back on the Saturday after, early morning.  And... what shall I do?  Go out.  Nyeh, need to see people.  Other than my family.   &lt;br /&gt;Other than that, not bad.  Did the usual; had a four hour lunch with some Arabs, sat there bored whilst they spoke in arabic.  Swam a bit with Xena.  But really, that&apos;s pretty much the daily grind.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 18 Apr 2006 10:25:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>xD.  Literally.  It is so hot over here that we can&apos;t actually go outside.  You step outside and it&apos;s like being whacked in the face... with a big hot thing.  It&apos;s about 41 degrees celsius (105.8 fahrenheit for the Americans) and, well, it&apos;s really hot.  Painfully so.  The only breeze there is feels like it came out of an oven.  Yayz.&lt;br /&gt;So.  The vacation so far.  Well, gone on the uncle&apos;s jetski several times.  Fell off once.  Felt like a complete dumbass.  Hah, had another person on the back, was going at... just under 70 mph and turned really sharply.  not smart.  Then had to swim /quite/ fast to get the jetski back.  ^^  Much fun&lt;br /&gt;Hah.  Sun burn&apos;s gone.  And I&apos;m really quite bored.  Sitting in a different thingy.  Internet cafe.  And should prolly go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit&lt;br /&gt;Back again.  Yayz.&lt;br /&gt;And yes Grace, I know.  I have wonderfully mad english skillz.  With a Z.&lt;br /&gt;xD.  Sunburn hurts.  But yeah, a little update...  Will try to be back for Sunday, but if my step-dad doesn&apos;t get his business done, I will have to stay an extra week.  Which&apos;d be boring.  Very.  There&apos;s only so much you can do over here.  Get sunburnt, and shop.&lt;br /&gt;But tcha.  I dunno.  Feck.  &lt;br /&gt;^^  Weird mood.  And lack of, well, writing cohesion.  Yayz for me.&lt;br /&gt;And you know, Iv&apos;ve just realised why it&apos;s so busy; it&apos;s their equivalent of a Friday night over here.  Considerign the weekend is thursday and friday, it&apos;s freaking packed.&lt;br /&gt;And I must go.  Can&apos;t remember how long I&apos;ve been here, but it&apos;s probably too long.  Whee.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Apr 2006 11:57:47 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I laugh.  So hard.  So you know, the oh-so wonderful UAE government has decided to block myspace.  Apparently, because...  It conflicts with their religious, cultural, political, and moral values.  And just in case you didn&apos;t believe me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/screenie.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-snicker-  Man this makes me laugh.  And now, I shall spend a while trying to find a way to get around the firewall.  Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buuuuut, in other words... my vacation&apos;s been going pretty damn well.  Got very badly burnt and had to stay inside for a few days, but ah well.  xD.  I officially love this country, apart from it&apos;s freedom-restricting blocky thingies.  Things are cheap over here.  Like shirts.  Dude.  8 pounds for a shirt makes me very happy.  Especially when it says &apos;Where my ho&apos;s at?&apos; and a picture of a packet of Hoho&apos;s underneath.  xD.  Nyech.  Sitting in an internet cafe dominated almost entirely by pre-pubescent little boys is damned amusing.  &lt;br /&gt;Hey look, this computer has music on it...  xD.  Anything to block out the prayer-call.  In the middle of a mall.  -sagenod- &lt;br /&gt;Oh gawd.  Hillary duff.  -.-&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if they realise I could just take all this music and email it to myself? Nothing quite like stealing music from a public computer.  So technically it&apos;s... sharing.  xP&lt;br /&gt;Anyawys.  Now what...  Nyergh.  -sleep-&lt;br /&gt;Why isn&apos;t there anyone online?  It&apos;s liek, 1 PM your time.  Silly people.  -_-  And the damned thing won&apos;t let me use AIM.  Rawr.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Mar 2006 14:44:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>...And the computer lives again!  Hah.  Need to actually finish the virus scan on the silly thing.  Only... 49.4% through a full system scan, and so far it&apos;s quarantined a good 5000 files.  -.-  &lt;br /&gt;And considering that this goddamned worm corrupted almost &lt;i&gt;every&lt;/i&gt; .html, .js (etc...) file, hah.  Might have to re-instal the computer.  Which sucks &lt;i&gt;major&lt;/i&gt; ass.  I mean, it&apos;s not like there&apos;s anything &lt;i&gt;important&lt;/i&gt; but still.  My computer.  -sniffle- &lt;br /&gt;Need to actually connect it to the network again though.  Ah well.  Life&apos;s a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;On that front, Math.  Turns out that I actually &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; get sent an academic warning, yet no warning of any type turned up at my place.  So I now have a 45% in Math, and an unknowing mother who -I presume- will scream at me later.  When I tell her the grade.  I mean, fucking &lt;i&gt;hell&lt;/i&gt;.  How does one get a &lt;b&gt;45%&lt;/b&gt; in Math?!?!?!?!  Rawr&lt;br /&gt;But still.  I can deal.  And -clings to Gracie- Where were you today?&lt;br /&gt;Alicia:&lt;br /&gt;Hah.  Being molested by her is &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; fun.  Like I&apos;d know, but still...  And you need to tell me what&apos;s going on this weekend.  Really.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I&apos;ve got Rachael who wants me to go to her place where there will be &lt;b&gt;weed&lt;/b&gt;, cigarettes, and presumably a lot of alcohol.  w00t?  Hah.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Mar 2006 08:41:50 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Man, don&apos;t you love weekends...  -.-&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, &apos;twas very, very shittty indeed.  I suppose I&apos;ve learnt my lesson about using Limewire; after downloading what I &lt;i&gt;though&lt;/i&gt; was a music file, my computer is now being eaten slowly by a worm...  And because I don&apos;t actually have any anti-virus software, I&apos;m pretty much screwed.  Yay.  Nothing quite like downloading free anti-virus software during study hall in Mr. Shingleton&apos;s class.  Hah.  Nothing &lt;i&gt;quite&lt;/i&gt; like watching your computer slowly die.  Haha.  This is fun.&lt;br /&gt;And sunday...  Erk.  All I can say.  Erk.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Mar 2006 20:31:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;red&quot;&gt;IILF&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;MILF&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Haha.  Gotta &amp;lt;3 the Alicia...  Mad times, biatches.  xP.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just a random entry.  -sagenod-  And no more icons. -emotear-&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Mar 2006 13:58:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So yeah.  Friday was interesting.  xP, according to Charlotte... -evil glower at the radical communist ninja leprechaun called Charlotte (don&apos;t ask)- I don&apos;t ever smile.  Much.  So she was shocked when I had a little mad giggly fit for a good fifteen minutes.  Oi?  Hah.  Oh and Grace, Rachael &lt;b&gt;is fine&lt;/b&gt;.  And gardening.  With her hoe.  -snicker-&lt;br /&gt;But saturday= kickass.  Bluewater with mom and no babies isn&apos;t that bad.  Man we went mad shopping.  That equals a black &lt;i&gt;trenchcoat&lt;/i&gt;(my life is complete) hawt converses, some shirts, and a pair of jeans.  Heehee.  TRENCHCOAT!&lt;br /&gt;Then the twin&apos;s party, and some chinese.  Finally ate some duck, and I am proud of myself.  Even though it was quite greasy.  Damn duck.  But good, in an oddly greasy ducky way.  xP.  Wheee.  And there was much running to the bathrooms and bitching.&lt;br /&gt;OH YES ALICIA IS HAPPY!  Just had to put that in, but a simple phone call (technically two, &apos;cause Siobhan hung up on him the first time) made her week.  Really it did.  Reallyreallyreally.  Lol, god she loves her little red hot chile...  &lt;br /&gt;Ahahaha.  &lt;br /&gt;And cake.  Gotta love cake.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.  Much of the gigling until about three AM.  Oh, and Katie scard the shit out of us.  Alicia had gone to the bathroom and had been there for a while.  KAtie went to check on her, and came back.  &apos;Guys, Alicia got so desperate for alcohol, she drank her toner...&apos;  And us, the gullible idiots, actually believed her.  But damn Katie has a very convincing expression.  She&apos;s an actor, what can we expect?  Eh.  But yes, it was good.&lt;br /&gt;And for breakfast...  Mmm.  Bacon and cinnamon buns.  The Crother&apos;s place always has good food.  Thinking of the important things.  And awesome times.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and we found out where a certain someone lives, heh...  Right next to the twins.  We were going to walk there, but then Licia&apos;s parents showed up.  -emotear- and it was sad.  Muchly.  No odd bird noises.  xD&lt;br /&gt;But tcha.  You know, there&apos;s been five birthdays in a &lt;i&gt;week&lt;/i&gt; of people I know.  What&apos;s that about?  You&apos;re all &lt;b&gt;conspiring against me&lt;/b&gt;.  There was...  crap, forgot...  Yeah, Iggy, twinnage, Jon, and Kelly.  TWINNAGE!  Hah.  After having about six hours sleep, I&apos;m oddly tired.  And hyper.  Kinda mixed together.  -falls over-  Zzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/yodaicon.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/rawricon.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/iconsabre.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/kickassicon.jpg&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Mar 2006 19:12:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I am insanely proud of doing this to a Vader picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/pinkvader.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot;&gt;On the good side, Vader &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; getting a lot more phone numbers.  On the bad side, they were all from stormtroopers.&lt;br /&gt;(He really did like the boots though...)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And screw LJ cuts.  xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/stormtrooperpink2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot;&gt;He really liked their new uniform...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/pinkluke2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot;&gt;Insert odd and horribly cliched comment here.  Plus, it&apos;s not funny.  xP&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid3&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/obiwan.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot;&gt;He wasn&apos;t giving up without a fight.  A bitchfight.  With sabres.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid4&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/jango3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot;&gt;Hate this one.  Couldn&apos;t find a decent picture, so I had to make do with a shot from the filming, where the guy&apos;s taking a break and there&apos;s a chick... dusting his helmet?  Hah.  Edited that out, but was too lazy to do it nicely.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid5&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/blueicefire/pinkyoda.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot;&gt;Yodayodayoda.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different front, I&apos;ve now managed to crash a mac.  Five times.  Tell me that is skilled...  Skilled I tell you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Mar 2006 20:45:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>You know what, Meghan is /really/ annoying me now.  This may sound petty and just plain bitchy but...  Aaaargh.&lt;br /&gt;You know, when you&apos;re friends with someone, there&apos;s an unspoken agreement &lt;b&gt;not to tell other people who she likes&lt;/b&gt; and yet Meghan seems to violate this.  So I went to Melissa&apos;s saturday night, and the twins were there, as well as Alicia, Sachi and Kelly.  So after watching Eurotrip (hah, I &amp;lt;3 that movie) we then ask people who they like.  And I refuse to tell, although Melissa (the wonderful person she is, xP) goes off in spanish.  So she gives them a few hints (and this I don&apos;t mind, of course) but then Meghan just goes right out and tells them.  W.T.F?  And then whilst playing Charades later (we were bored and quite hyper, xP) she then goes on and...  argh.  &lt;br /&gt;Screw that.  Screw her.  Screw them all.  Although Alicia, to her credit (&amp;lt;3&apos;s her, secretly xP) said we&apos;d make a cute couple, and thinks he likes me.  Which I doubt, but eh.  &lt;br /&gt;And w00t, limewire &lt;i&gt;hasn&apos;t&lt;/i&gt; eaten all my bandwidth.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Mar 2006 12:37:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Foofs...  has converted me.  xP, to the Miyavi (meevers!) and Dir en grey-ness.  Good stuff, xP.&lt;br /&gt;Yargh.  Other than that... need sleep.  0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jabba the Smurf(ette)</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Mar 2006 19:14:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>What...  The...  HE- Err.  Monkeys.  xP &amp;lt;/swearing&amp;gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I.  Am not a goddamned smurf.  Remember that, anyone?  It&apos;s been revived.  By Iggy.  Although it was that, or Jabba the Hutt.  I prefer Smurf, to be entirely honest.  Now, I need a name for the diabolical d00d.&lt;br /&gt;xP&lt;br /&gt;Err.  Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Not much else.&lt;br /&gt;Hah.&lt;br /&gt;Taking up lines&lt;br /&gt;Amuses me.&lt;br /&gt;Whee</description>
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  <description>Argh.  I&apos;m sick...  -sneezes-  w00t.&lt;br /&gt;WRIST WARMERS!  d00d I&apos;m so... sad.  Hah, they&apos;re like these hot pink... tubes with thumb holes.  And they&apos;re hawt.  xP  &lt;br /&gt;But yes, I &amp;lt;3 Fushigi Yuugi.  Just finished volumes 5 and 6 of the manga, and need the seventh.  But it owns you, you know.  Really, it does.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to write about here, except perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;Bluewater in Kent pwns j00.  PWNS J00 I say!  We spent a good three hours just walking around the mal, chilling and talking.  All was good.  And I had my first Mountain Dew, Code Red.  It is niiiice.  XP  God, I heart Alicia.  She&apos;s fun.  And she only spent a good... 20 minutes discussing the guy she likes.  Who knows the guy I like. xD.  It&apos;s all good.  &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m tired...  And sick.  I&apos;m determined to KICK it&apos;s ASS.  Armed with lemsip, zinc pills, and possibly som vitamin C.  It&apos;s ass shall fucking be KILLED.  Killed, I say.&lt;br /&gt;The Matador owns you.  It does.&lt;br /&gt;Argh, too tired to continue...  Plus, need to burn some CD&apos;s- HIM for Rachael, and a Black Sabbath for Alicia.&lt;br /&gt;Hey Hellen, mind if I put the queen on a flash drive and you copy it to the computer?  After the HIM and B.S, I&apos;ll be out of CD&apos;s.  xP&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and about Rachael&apos;s party...  xP, I have four texts to put up here.  Thought you might like to peruse:&lt;br /&gt;Me: Can&apos;t remember exact working, and deleted my outbox...  But basically how&apos;s the party, and who&apos;s there?&lt;br /&gt;Her: cant member u shud b here&lt;br /&gt;Me: did Laurent show up?  How&apos;s it going?&lt;br /&gt;Her:  No hes not here were havin a gr8 time&lt;br /&gt;Me: What&apos;re you doing?&lt;br /&gt;Her: were drinkin nd wlkin down da street nd smokin&lt;br /&gt;Me: Asked her who was there again, &apos;cause she never answered, and if she was still sleeping outside...&lt;br /&gt;Her: no we r sleepin inside im 2 drunk to tel u who im wit&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Something along the lines of: smart.  So you&apos;re not to drunk to have lost all motor skills and texting, but you dunno who you&apos;re with?  But with bigger words.  And she never responded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, that girl amuses me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 03 Mar 2006 23:51:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Haha, I &amp;lt;3 this movie.  American Pie 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday ws pretty goddamned awesome.  I&apos;m happy.  &lt;br /&gt;To be entirely pessimistic, I think the only reason the play went so well was because Iggy and I were doing nothing.  I was watching stuff, occasionaly caning Ryan for being a male superiority pig, and talking with Alicie.  Iggy was sleeping? xP&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, then the cast party.  Gave Becky and Iggy a ride, had to cram them both into the back of the car, and then laughed as mom almost sped to Emily&apos;s place.  We were the first there, d00d. Haha, and it was not that bad.  My throat was fucking KILLNG me at the end, though.  Really, heh.  Then gave Iggy a ride back, and my mom is fucking...  Irritating.  She damn well interrogated him.  I am not kidding j00.  Really.  And then what was funny was...  well.  Heh.  Somehow we&apos;d gotten onto an odd topic, and Iggy said &apos;Hey, you could just leave home you know&apos; and then caue j00 know I&apos;m just 15...  -emotear- I said &apos;not for another two months&apos;.  And he thn gave me an odd look, and asked how old I was.  After saying I was 15, he kind of did this...  Saring at he blankly with eyes wide and a goldfish gape, lol.  Really.  Apparently, he thought I was atleast a year older than him.  A senior for god&apos;s sake.  Haha, that so made my day.  Well, it was about... 12:45 AM.  Hah.  That guy is funny.  And now Mom...  Bloody hell.  Parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then today, there was much of the mall-age.  And it was good, &apos;twas indeedy.  xP.  Can&apos;t actually remember what I bought, but it owned j00.  Owned j00 indeedy.  Haha, I&apos;m in an odd mood really...  Sleepy.  And this movie is good.  xP</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Feb 2006 13:55:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;+5&quot;&gt;DIE SKY TECH DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that&apos;s all I have to say.  I&apos;m now sitting in computer web, and... generally being bored.  &apos;Cause mr shingleton hasn&apos;t started teaching and class started 10 minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;+5&quot;&gt;DIE SKY TECHIES DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/font&gt; Hah.  L0s3r5 the lot of &apos;em.  Backstage tech &lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;PWN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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