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  <title>On the Edge</title>
  <subtitle>Stand On The Edge With Me</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Liz</name>
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  <updated>2008-05-15T02:25:13Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:artanis0010:31457</id>
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    <title>*COUGH* TAKE A LOOK</title>
    <published>2008-05-15T02:25:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-15T02:25:13Z</updated>
    <category term="new layout"/>
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    <content type="html">New header/new layout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y/N?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, bbs. Is it good or fug? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're reading on your flist, please just run over to &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='artanis0010' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://artanis0010.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://artanis0010.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;artanis0010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;and see if it's yay or nay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'll post that tut tomorrow, Kate. It's getting late here. I'll also start making .psds on the other tuts and have those up soon if anyone was wondering. And for my special birthday buddies, I will be including Zefron (&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='already_used' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://already-used.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://already-used.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;already_used&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;is now dancing in her seat) and whatever else you guys wanted to see! Mkay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys. Have a great night.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:artanis0010:31188</id>
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    <title>It's Robert's Birthday!</title>
    <published>2008-05-13T18:46:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-13T18:47:21Z</updated>
    <category term="internet gems"/>
    <category term="pic spam"/>
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    <content type="html">And do you know what that means, girls?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME FOR A PIC SPAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start this party off, shall we? 22 pictures for Robert Pattinson's 22nd birthday. This is going to be the best party ever. Come with me as we celebrate our lord and savior's birthday. It's time for mass, children. Please take a seat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="pic spam"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/1.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His stare. It's so Edwardian that's it's so fucking creepy. If it were anyone else, I'd be petrified as hell. Like, Joe Schmo were looking at me like that, I'd run and/or roundhouse kick him. But from Robert. I allow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02.&amp;nbsp; &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/10.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His tongue! That's all I can think about while looking at that picture. He looks so handsome...and hot...I wanna fuck him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/11.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love his creepy factor. It's so sexy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/12.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this b&amp;amp;w one of him. It's so awesome. I don't know why he did this one, but it's so fucking sexy. And I love his hair. I have some vivid images of him against a while now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/13.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That stare! It's back. Like a pedophile looking at you, but sexier so it's not. Chris Hansen, stay back. Go find SMeyer instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/14.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NECK PR0N!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/15.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love his nonchalantness. And his body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/16.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up of the sexy face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/17.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eyes! It's like they follow me wherever I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/18.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eyes really sparkle. They're so beautiful. Fuck, he's dazzling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/19.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"DO I DAZZLE YOU, MOTHERFUCKER?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how he looks like a hobo in this one, but damn...I'd donate money to him if I saw him on the side of the road. He totally looks stoned, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/20.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a classy photo. Though he looks sad. :( Not cool. Obvs he's not dazzled right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/21.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture. Reminds me of Edward back when he was &lt;strike&gt;a pimp master&lt;/strike&gt; in the 60's or like 70's. Or just wearing suits all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/22.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, HAI ROBERT! HE REMINDS ME OF JAMES DEAN, BBS. TRUFAX?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/3.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's totally stoned again. But I love him like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/4.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just rolled a fattie, guys. It's okay. but he's so damn pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/5.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that face, guys. It's the face of a god. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/6.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks totally like a vampire right now. I'd tap that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/7.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"IMMA BE UR SEX MACHINE TONIGHT. CLAP FOR ME, BITCHES"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/8.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His smile = win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/9.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guh. I'm now done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb66/artanis0010/Pic%20Spam/birthday-robertpattinson.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There ya go, guys. I gotta go now and get my graduation tickets. But please, leave the savior a comment telling him how wonderful he is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and here's an internet gem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.acapela-group.com/Greetings/bunny.html"&gt;MAKE SOME LULZ WITH THESE GUYS. MAKE INAPPROPRIATE SHIT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:artanis0010:30928</id>
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    <title>Happy Mother's Day</title>
    <published>2008-05-11T22:11:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-11T22:11:39Z</updated>
    <category term="mother&amp;apos;s day"/>
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    <content type="html">I hope all of you treated your mothers well and for those of you who are moms on my flist, I hope it was a special day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a nice quiet dinner with my grandmother, watching movies, eating pot roast, having cake and Cuban coffee. It was pretty nice. Transformers, The Mummy, Saving Private Ryan, we watched those all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Yeah. That was it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had birthdays this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to: &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='loudlunacy' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://loudlunacy.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://loudlunacy.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;loudlunacy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='ms_erupt' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ms-erupt.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://ms-erupt.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ms_erupt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='simply_magic' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://simply-magic.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://simply-magic.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;simply_magic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;(SHEILA!!!!!), and &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='already_used' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://already-used.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://already-used.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;already_used&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they were special and you guys got crunk and crazy and were the life of the party. I hope that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="gifts be here, bitches"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s267/esaizes/birthday-already-used.png" /&gt; = you can guess who :D&amp;nbsp; I wasn't sure what you wanted ,so I did this and I hope you like it! I can make you an icon if you'd like. Just let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s267/esaizes/birthday-loudluacy.png" /&gt; = &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='loudlunacy' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://loudlunacy.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://loudlunacy.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;loudlunacy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I'm on a Twilight crack ride that I can't get off.And I hope you like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s267/esaizes/birthday-ms_erupt.png" /&gt; = &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='ms_erupt' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ms-erupt.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://ms-erupt.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ms_erupt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; Is Supernatural good? I hope you like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s267/esaizes/birthday-sheila.png" /&gt; = &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='simply_magic' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://simply-magic.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://simply-magic.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;simply_magic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;(AKA SHEILAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!) I'm so fucking weird...&amp;nbsp; Is HP good? Or would you like something else, dear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="internet gems"&gt;Okay. Now onto something cool I can do on the internet. You know how there are moments where you're like, "Damn, how the hell did that happen?! And why the fuck is this going on?! What fuckery is this?!"? Right? You have those, right? Like something strange happens on the iternet and the fail boat pops up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s267/esaizes/Failboat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments such as: "Where is your God now" apply in those situations. What if I told you you can generate that comment with the BK King? On the internet. Free. Just upload it to you photobucket/imageshack shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to &lt;a href="http://elitemrp.net/wiyg/"&gt;"WHERE IS YOUR GOD NOW?" GENERATOR&lt;/a&gt; and that is all possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s267/esaizes/wiygpl.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day, everyone! Love you guys!</content>
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    <title>Hola, Peeps!</title>
    <published>2008-05-04T22:18:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-04T22:32:20Z</updated>
    <category term="i&amp;apos;m back"/>
    <category term="blah blah"/>
    <category term="birthday"/>
    <content type="html">What up, people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while, hasn't it? Don't panic! I live. Obviously I am alive due to the fact that I am writing this and it's not my sister in disguise. I'm being serious. I'm super serial, guys. Like super duper serial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="band trip info and shit"&gt;Anyway... I totally forgot to put up here that I was going away to the American Heritage Patriot Band's semi-annual (because we go every other year) trip! This time, to Atlanta, folks. It was so much fun! We performed, got the highest awards (#1, bitches, and were the best instrumental band there! w00t! Needless to say the administration finally recognized us and liked the plastic). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to Six Flags (Went on the Goliath twice. The whole band got on a car. Ms. I lost her cell phone XD) and Medieval Times (Go green knight!). Funny story about the green knight is me being a pest to him. Trufax, guys. I went up to him and was like, "Hey, sign my crown!" And he did. And the whole knight (get the pun! *cymbal crash and snare*), my friend and I were being sort of cheerleader-ish to him (a bit flirty at times) and what do we get for the praise? Zip. Nada. No rose. Though our male friend asked for the rose and the green knight was like "WTF, YOU?!". It was funny. Then some other band friends walked up to him and asked if he could impregnate them to carry his child (they're males, guys). He said no. If he'd said yes... *wonders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up in Atlanta made me feel a bit awkward. Not the city part. Just the area around it and the rest stops. I've never seen so many Caucasians in my life. And they all looked...creepy... I mean, I'm sure that not &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; southern states have creepy white people, but all I could see were those kind. I felt like I was a lost Hispanic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we have birthdays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I missed them, I should be shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='meagan4dominic' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://meagan4dominic.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://meagan4dominic.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;meagan4dominic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; , &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='saiita' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://saiita.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://saiita.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;saiita&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; , &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='navi_glow' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://navi-glow.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://navi-glow.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;navi_glow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; , and &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='valliebabe' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://valliebabe.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://valliebabe.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;valliebabe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;  all had their birthdays while I was busy being moronic in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="birthday presents"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF, LJ IS FUCKING WITH THE PRESSIES, HOLD ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s267/esaizes/birthdaymeagan4dominic.png" /&gt; =&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='meagan4dominic' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://meagan4dominic.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://meagan4dominic.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;meagan4dominic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s267/esaizes/saiitaspresent.png" /&gt; = &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='saiita' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://saiita.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://saiita.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;saiita&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate, you already got yours :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s267/esaizes/birthdayvalliebabe.png" /&gt; = &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='valliebabe' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://valliebabe.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://valliebabe.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;valliebabe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy, guys! I hope they were awesome and you got some cool gifts, got crunk, Rick Rolled someone...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and prom pictures are going to take a while because I still haven't loaded them all up and friend are slow. And I'm really busy this week. LAST WEEK OF SCHOOL, BITCHES! THIS WAS MY LAST WEEKEND EVER AS A SENIOR! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some RPattz dazzle and teh funny for you to make up for my absence. Enjoy. Didn't make 'em. Go thank &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='ontd_twatlight' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/ontd_twatlight/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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/ontd_twatlight/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ontd_twatlight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="WHAT DO YOU TELL A BELLA WITH TWO BLACK EYES? NOTHING! EDWARD TOLD HER TWICE!"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll115/twatlight_macros/n5hsnjpg.gif" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll115/twatlight_macros/danielbadmothershandbook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll115/twatlight_macros/eclipse1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll115/twatlight_macros/wjjbjs.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll115/twatlight_macros/dazzletime.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the Twi_Moms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll115/twatlight_macros/554arq.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="10" style="background-image: url(http://www.addglitter.com/link-sparkle.gif);"&gt;DO I DAZZLE YOU, MOTHERFUCKER?!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>How My Weekend Went...</title>
    <published>2008-04-13T16:24:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-13T16:24:18Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">It was hectic to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="under ze cut for length"&gt;So prom was a lot of fun! I was having a good time, dancing with my friends and what not. And they had the most amazing food there too! Freshly cut roast beef that was like steaming and literally saying, "Liz, come and get some!" so I did get some and it was amazing. And then they had, for dessert, this cheesecake concoction that wasn't cheesecake but like peanut butter, butterscotch, and caramel with the consistency of cheesecake. It was so delicious. After that, I grabbed my friends from the table and we all danced a whole lot. I was miffed that they didn't play more techno and stuff, but what can you do when hip-hop is the current genre in demand? We left back on the party bus, which I forgot to mention at the beginning but I'm too lazy to put it on there, and we rode back to the drop-off spots, and then went back to my friend Tyler's house and hung out. Though I didn't sleep at all. Just talked with my friends a whole bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I left my homeboy's house at around 6:30 am and then went back to mine. My friend and I showered and just took quite a long nap from 7 am to 2 pm so we could get ready for Relay for Life in the Weston Regional Park. We got there at around 4 pm and then, quite literally, spent the entire day there. We did not sleep at all. No sleep for us. You're not supposed to anyway. It's a thing for cancer so we walk the track and then you stay awake to, I don't know...do stuff... They played Harry Potter at 12 am and we watched that. So the three of us were wandering around, one of my friend's boyfriends tagging along, and we just meandered for a while, half awake, looking like zombies. We finally situated ourselves down at the camp and just spoke for 6 hours until it hit 6 am so we could get ready for the Fine Arts Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, forgot to mention, but this strange kid, who will remain nameless for his sake... I was combing my hair, brushing out all the knots from the morning once I got at Relay and was like "Damn, my brush is like nasty. It needs cleaning." So I started pulling out the hair on it. I then had a nice big wad of it and was like, "______, can you throw it away for me, please?" So he takes it and is like, "Okay." He then proceeds to put it in his pocket and strokes it, saying, "It's so soft..." I was sitting there like, "_______, what the hell are you doing?!" He then laughed and started pulling some hair out. "I'm gonna put it in the Fanta over there that someone's drinking." So he does and then he goes to the vending machine and puts some of it in the coin dispenser so that when someone gets their change, they'll find my hair. And then he dropped it in the toilet in the bathroom. It was a weird day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Relay for Life, which was littered with old people might I add, we went to the Fine Arts Festival. Mind you, I had not slept since 2 pm the previous day. So I was walking around like a zombie and then slightly acting drunk/high because I was so tired! My speech was messed up, it sounded like I was drunk. I kept having to close my eyes and think about what I wanted to say because what I would say on the spot wouldn't make much sense. And I was talking so slowly! I sounded retarded as hell. I had to be there at 9:30 am so I could get ready for my trumpet trio. And then I finished at 3 pm, the whole Fine Arts Festival. I had Marching Band at 1:30, Jazz Band at 1:45, and then Wind Ensemble at 3 pm. SO...I was like a drunken/high freak who was struggling to stay awake the whole time. I did raise about $200 in donations by acting like a nutter and they felt sorry for my and put money in our donation bucket for the band! Not to mention we sold quite a bit of ice cream and Italian ice so we'll have some nice cash for new music/new instruments. Depends on how expensive the music/instrument is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my dad went out yesterday and got himself a motorcycle, a Harley so he can go cruising with it with my mom. I didn't get a chance to see it, but I'm sure it's nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to eat at Outbacks yesterday and as soon as I got home, since I was struggling to stay awake, I passed out on my bed at 9 pm. And now I'm awake typing this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I was like a freak yesterday. I was like, "Ty, I've been awake for over 24 hours. I understood nothing of you play besides that you were Knowledge and looked like a hobo." He was like, "It's okay, Liz. No problem."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm gonna relax, though, hopefully iconize some Twilight videos and have them up next week. And I have to finish iconizing the new Bleach epi 166 (which was off the chain!) and I'll be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the video because &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='sottocapo' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://sottocapo.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://sottocapo.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;sottocapo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; is too lazy to look for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="17" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Prom Tonight!</title>
    <published>2008-04-10T18:17:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-10T20:47:56Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">So I'm not going to be on teh internets from Today starting about in like thirty to an hour and till like Saturday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Prom is tonight. I'll be sleeping over at my friend's house afterward with a bunch of other people&lt;br /&gt;2. I go home, change, shower, then leave to go to Relay for Life which is an overnight, stay up, walk for cancer and stuff. I hope they play Batman Begins again. I enjoy watching Christian Bale workout. &lt;br /&gt;3. Fine Arts Festival the day after. I have to be there at 9 so I better pump myself with adrenaline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I'll have any pictures, but if I do, I'll try and post them, but it'll be in a FO post because I don't want scary stalkers and shit like seeing this stuff except you guys. Cause I lurves you all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chest infection is like gone mostly but I'm still taking my antibiotics and the mucus is mostly gone so whatever's left, I'm coughing it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did everyone see (who's a Twilight nut) the video of Rob/Kris/and company that was just put up on &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='lion_lamb' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/lion_lamb/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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/lion_lamb/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;lion_lamb&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  ?! Where was I when this happened?! Holy shit. Now I'm more excited for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, before I depart to start getting ready and stuff, I am now in love with Miyavi. Yes. He's awesome. And his music is so original and unique and he doesn't have a set style, so I think he's awesome. Check him out. His mega band he's in, S.K.I.N is pretty kick ass, too. Just saw some stuff on Youtube and I think they need a bit more work with the whole "let's operate as a band and not as original artists" thing, but if they put egos aside, it'll work... I hope. Who knows. Gackt will be Gackt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I leave you with Benny Lava to amuse yourselves with while I go get ready. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="16" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*huggles flist*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA: Just finished getting my hair done and now I'm off to get my nails/make-up done.</content>
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    <title>Mom Got Sick</title>
    <published>2008-04-02T16:53:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-02T16:54:13Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Yup. With the same cold I had. Now that's it's all gone, she got it. So yeah, she's lying in bed, coughing up a lung, giving birth to an Alien and what not. So it'll be quite quiet around here now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cat has a new collar. Yay! It's all tiger striped and he's like "I'm the tough guy" now. But he won't wear it because he's hiding under the bed in fear of the yard dudes. Maybe because I kinda left him outside while they were using the heavy machinery and he was nearly chopped to pieces...but...yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to New College in Sarasota yesterday. Slept most of the ride up and so forth. It's a nice campus, nice school, excels in academics, but my one complaint is: It's a bunch of hippies. I'm not even joking. This is the campus for you if you didn't want to leave the 60's and 70's, want to smoke more pot, and be a vegan. I don't want to do those things and I love my steaks. The cafe we ate at, which is on campus and is student-run, is all veggie food. My burrito didn't have a shred of meat in it. But it was good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I was like, "Mom, there's no beef in this thing. And the tortilla isn't made of flour. Its' got spinach and shit on it." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know, dear. I guess they want to be self-conscious here about what they eat. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's a bunch of veggie food!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Those are hippies for you, Liz. Want me to tell you about it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No thanks, Mom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we left, got a t-shirt, went on a tour with a hot guide and then went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. It was a boring, hot, and exciting day all at once. The view is nice there, though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and is anyone a Miyavi fan? I suddenly discovered him while on youtube, because shit happens there, and I'm like "HOLY CRAP, HE PLAYS LIKE FREAKING AWESOME! And he's hot." Well, I think he's hot. I personally do. And he's really good at the guitar. So, anyone else out there a fan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to make sure my dog doesn't eat my Cheerios. He suddenly thinks he can just eat my food. Pft. As if.</content>
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    <title>Count Me Out for the Week</title>
    <published>2008-03-26T10:42:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-26T10:42:52Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">From whom, I do not know, I have contracted some kind of flu or something (hope to God it ain't Pneumonia) and it's really taking a toll on me. So, if I'm not around this weekend or the weekend, it's because I'm probably sleeping. I just feel so tired and drained. My chest aches because of the coughing, I have a constant fever, and now my nose is stuffy. To top all that, I think I'm losing my voice or something. Which really sucks because I was looking forward to posting something on Saturday at&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='lasirius' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/lasirius/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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/lasirius/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;lasirius&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;and now I can't. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cold/flu/virus/whateverthehellitis really sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really hard for me to stay awake at school, too. And I don't like eating in the morning or at lunch because I feel like I might throw it up. My Tylenol only lasts for like 4 hours before the fever comes back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morale of the story: Don't go to the local Auto Show and touch the steerings wheels in the hopes of finding a car. Don't do it. Wear a mask, gloves, and bring lots of Lysol.</content>
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    <title>You Know What Today Is?!</title>
    <published>2008-03-23T14:05:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-23T14:07:01Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;HAPPY EASTER!!!&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Yes, it's that time of the year where that little bunny comes hopping along and dumps his unwanted eggs in your backyard. Sounds nastier that way, doesn't it? It's also the day Jesus came back from the dead after being stapled and bound to a giant cross and then stabbed. I'm sure Jesus doesn't really consider it that "good" of a Friday after all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video to help explain:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Office Jesus is a trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog was previously just running around outside, playing with his new favorite toy: the laundry bucket. Yes, he likes to chew that white bucket and its handle, run around the backyard, and then pretend he's folding clothes. Now he's dug a hole in the ground and my mom is currently filling it up again. Oh, Rocky. What a trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this dream last night that I'd knocked out all the rice and beef mix from a bowl for the kids at a daycare to eat and there were like 500000 of them. And all we had left was pizza. So I started handing it out, but this smart ass 10 year old whined that he only had one piece and started getting bitchy with me. He looked like a Kenan Thompson clone. So he started pestering me and threw whiny fits while I fed the other kids and then I grabbed him and started shaking him and said "Shut up! They all don't have pizza!" God, it as a nightmare. It was like Young at Art from hell. And I'd never do that to a kid. But he was pissing me off! It was strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got caught up with Bleach, so I feel slightly bored now. I won't say anything because it's spoilerific and I'm not gonna tell you guys what's going on unless you ask. Watch it. All on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got some great inspiration for your banner, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='navi_glow' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://navi-glow.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://navi-glow.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;navi_glow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It happened while I was showering. So now I'm gonna make it and hopefully it'll be done by today or tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>I Love 3 Hour Car Drives</title>
    <published>2008-03-20T11:14:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-20T11:14:18Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I went up to UCF (University of Central Florida near Disney!) this Tuesday and the week has now been dragging on. Got to go on a tour at 2 pm then saw some of the dorms. They were nice. I liked it. It's definitely in my mind now. I have to check out New College on Apr. 1 and then we'll go and see if I like it better or not. And those damn out of state schools are replying to me on the same day. It's poop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mostly just slept the way up while my mom drove. Then I was trying to find internet, but no such luck. Just a bunch of marshland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we stopped at this cute little Mexican place. It was great. Of course my mother, being the gringo she is, thinks it's okay to just start speaking Spanish to anyone who didn't hear her in the first place. She asks, "Is it good food?" Guy doesn't here. "Comida buena?" I just shook my head and walked away like I didn't know her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that... I have my best friend's party tonight. She's having it, guess where... Taverna Opa's. Same place we always go because it's awesome and I love their bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else see all those mass amount of Twilight set pictures?! I'm dying over here. RPatzz is now my sex lord. He is my sexy time and anything else you wanna call it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see them all here: &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='lion_lamb' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/lion_lamb/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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/lion_lamb/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;lion_lamb&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... I'm almost caught up with all the Bleach episodes. I'm at like 134. I'm almost to 165 or whatever it's at now. I hate the fillers, that's all I'm saying. And I want some more Rukia/Ichigo shit to happen. Best be putting that romance in there, bitches. I'll be unhappy if you don't. And I miss the Byakuya love. *pouts*</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Happy Birthday, Twinkletwilight and Dussa! w00t!</title>
    <published>2008-03-10T22:58:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-10T22:58:20Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Here's your gift,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='twinkletwilight' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://twinkletwilight.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://twinkletwilight.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;twinkletwilight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s267/esaizes/Twnkletwilightpressie.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='dussa' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://dussa.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://dussa.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;dussa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s267/esaizes/jamesfordusa.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I'm really freakin' late and I'm sorry. But the internet was down yesterday (not to mention Super Smash Brothers Brawl came out. Fo sho) and I'm sorry. But if you count the Cuban half of me, I'm right on time! My grandmother still hasn't given my sister her present come to think of it. It's been six months already? Yup. We're always late for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I hope all your birthday wishes came true. *hugs tight*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm eatin' some stir fry and it's yummy. But the homecooked rice is never as good as the sticky rice at the restaurant. My mom cooks it like it's Italian. *rolls eyes* But it's awesome regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got an overall Excellent at FBA this year, which is much better than last year because that was rancid last year. We got a 2, 2, 1 (Excellent, Excellent, Superior) and a 2 and a 1 on sight reading. We had some intonation issues in the march during sight reading resulting in our 2 which could have pushed us to an overall Superior. *sigh* Damn intonation *cough*saxophones*cough* But we did well this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when they rip the velcro off the picture, but it wasn't&amp;nbsp; a satisfying rip this year. Very wet and damp resulting in nothing awesome, which is sad because that's my last FBA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoneman Douglas did Italian in Algiers and another song, which are both grade 6's this year. Damn. If you've ever heard IA, it's so pretty. Do it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering, Super Smash Bros. Brawl is pretty freaking awesome. I was playing it earlier today and it's like crack and is very addicting. I'd be surprised if half the world is on the internet now because everyone at school was like "Nah, I can't, I'm gonna play SSBB after school." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a haircut. Got some bangs on my face now so I don't have just boring plain hair and it looks pretty good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow I'll go looking for a prom dress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a bit busy lately so I don't know when I'll be postin' new stuff or shit. &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='navi_glow' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://navi-glow.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://navi-glow.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;navi_glow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I haven't forgotten what we're doing either! I'm working on them slowly. It's just been a really tiring day today and I hate this damn time change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.</content>
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    <title>Does Anyone on my Flist Watch Bleach?</title>
    <published>2008-03-06T03:09:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-06T03:23:00Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Or watched Outlaw Star?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If so, Uncle Sam wants you to comment here so we can fangirl like no tomorrow and start talking about some anime shit. I feel so alone with this. Only my friend (INSERT NAME) and I can like geek over our Bleach-ness, but he doesn't watch/watched Outlaw Star. :( Makes me sad. I recommend you watch those now if you don't watch them. ANIME ARE NOT CARTOONS. Just putting that out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I've been watching some anime...JPop won't leave me alone. It's like on my iTunes now and I don't want it to be there, but it's like heroin and I can't put it down. Sometimes, I find myself in like a Bleach withdrawal and I start listening to one of the opening theme songs they got going on. Hell, I'm listening to the Outlaw Star soundtrack now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like on crack or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOST IS ON TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. That's good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my dress today for band. We need to wear them for the evaluation we have on Friday because we need to look spiffy now. Guys wear pants, suit, black tie, yadda yadda and we wear these cute black dresses (as cute as a concert dress can be) and then do our thing. I'm looking forward to the part where they show us the offers on pictures and prices and they have this giant example of a rippable form that's like got velcro and shit on it. And we're like "RIP IT! RIP IT!" and he rips the velcro and that just makes my year. The sound of that and the man's roll of his eyes make me proud to be a band nerd. Without that at marching band evaluation and concert evaluation, I don't know what I'd do. And the best part is...sometimes they do it twice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I'm a loser. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining a lot here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA: &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="14" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can this be my ringtone? God, I love this movie. Imagine Carlisle saying this to someone little dipshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERSON: Can I get a prescription or something?&lt;br /&gt;CARLISLE: NO! YOU LOSE! GOOD DAY, SIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epic Win.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Magical McDonalds!</title>
    <published>2008-02-29T21:57:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-29T21:58:07Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I hope you all were able to get your fantastically cheap &lt;strike&gt;and recently dropped on the floor&lt;/strike&gt; hamburgers from McDonalds today. I sure did. And it only cost me $00.29. That's right. 29 cents. Cheap as hell. You know, 29 because it's the 29th of February and it's a leap year. Oh, McDonalds, you're so funny, like what you try to pass off as meat funny! *cymbal and snare drum*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to report in the dangerous woods of Florida. Well, there was this one incident in the computer lab. Well, we hate this girl in my Speech/Debate class. And by 'we' I mean everyone, including the teacher. We're all like, "She's such a dumb bitch. What an idiot." And she is. I don't get annoyed with someone unless they deserve it. She's so fucking whiny and *pulls hair out* She always yells to have him repeat what he says and it's like, "If you had shut your freaking gob, you would've heard, dumbshit." Of course she wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this one kid, who looks like the innocent one in the bunch but he really isn't (sneaky freshman) and he convinces her that the computer will turn off in a minute and so she leaves the lab. Me, him, and this other kid with the teacher in the room are like, "Now what do we do with her computer?!" So the one "innocent kid" is sitting there at her computer and sets all her application to turn on as soon as she logs in again the next time. And then he takes all the documents that she has in her files and places them in the toolbar below. This is a Mac by the way. So when she logs on, everything will turn on and then she can't even see the damn icons because they're so microscopic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day rolls around and we're sitting there with big ass grins on our faces and my teacher is using his hair to cover his face so she doesn't see his smirk. She logs on and then we suddenly here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OMG! WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?! WHY ARE ALL MY APPLICATIONS TURNING ON?! MR.____________, WHAT DID YOU DO?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the other guys and the teacher are like ready to die and we're jut laughing our asses off. What I didn't know was that Mr. Innocent had taken another step further and altered her Word document to read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________ LOVES BLACK PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were banking that she's say, "Eww, what's this?!" so we could nab her as a racist dork but she didn't. She flipped out when she saw that and started having a hissy fit. It was so funny to watch. And then while she was being as stupid as usually is, Mr. Innocent went to someone else's computer and did the same to what we did to Ms. Annoying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, that's hilarious. I love the computer lab. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how was your day, everyone? I have to wake up at 5:30 am tomorrow for 5K For a Better Day, which is some cancer thing at Broward General Hospital and play in the jazz band while people run. Not cool. Too bad Starbucks doesn't open at 5.&amp;nbsp; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA: Anyone else read &lt;i&gt;The Historian&lt;/i&gt;? I loved it! Anyone?</content>
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    <title>Do You Have Pants?</title>
    <published>2008-02-26T23:12:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-26T23:12:45Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I hope you're wearing some pants or that's kinda weird. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; But anyway, that's not what the title means. What's going on is... THE PANTS SONG! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend and I have taken the song that my band teacher once, had, The Pants Song and ran away with it. Here's the story: My teacher was in this jazz band in high school, called EKIN (That's NIKE backwards. They called themselves other stuff too, like the Bob Sagget Fan Club and Little Wooden Women but there was one girl and that was my teacher so that was axed...). They got bored and then her friend started singing, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pants,pants, pants, pants, I got pants, you got pants, we got pants, pants, pants, pants, pants.." (x300)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my friend and I decided we're taking it and now it's me and him doing that with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: Hey, (friend)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIEND: What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: Do &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; got pants?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*party boy music plays on snare drum thanks to Machine (our drummer who's able to play like Grade 7 stuff in his sleep)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME AND FRIEND: "Pants,pants, pants, pants, I got pants, you got pants, we got pants, pants, pants, pants, pants.." (x599)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's it. I think it's weird and fun all at the same time. And then my other friend and I broke it down into like this gospel hymn and then a rap and we want to record ourselves doing it. It'd be awesome! But we have no time to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and read &lt;a href="http://news.aol.com/entertainment/movies/movie-news-story/ar/_a/jrr-tolkien-estate-sues-rings-studio/20080211153409990001"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. This sucks for the upcoming &lt;i&gt;Hobbit &lt;/i&gt;film. Boo on you, New Line and Tolkien family. Shame. For shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you haven't picked up your interest icons, go run over to &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='lasirius' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/lasirius/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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/lasirius/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;lasirius&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;and get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEACH IS BACK ON SATURDAY ON ADULT SWIM! YAY!</content>
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    <title>My Dreams Last Night...</title>
    <published>2008-02-25T21:58:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-25T21:58:46Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Yes, you're going to hear about them. No, you can't go to the bathroom now or go wash your hair. *ahem* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I will say, I have some of the most mundane, boring, stupid, and pointless dreams in the existence of dreaming. If there was a scale as to how boring dreams could be, 1 being the worst, and 10 being the best, I'd rank a -49. Yeah, that bad. Seriously. I &lt;b&gt;never do anything exciting&lt;/b&gt; in my dreams. It's lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's Dream 1, we'll call it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and I were watching the Oscars last&amp;nbsp; night (I'll tell you about it later) and I was like saying to her earlier that evening about how we have nothing in the pantry to eat. I go to sleep that night and then I see myself on the lounge chair. I turn my head to my mom, who's watching the Oscars with me, and I say to her, "I wish we had some saltines." She then goes to the supermarket and comes back with those Keebler saltines in the giant green tin can. Yup, that's it. That was my dream. I kid you not. It sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto Dream 2...*cue music*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this was slightly nightmarish because I told you, I hate milk. Maybe me talking about how I hate milk prompted this, but I guess this is how it came to be. So, I fell asleep last night, as most people do when it's late, and after the Saltine Dream (I'll call it that) I had a nightmare! It was about Starbucks this time. I kid you not. My family and I were in the car. I was in the backseat and my dad in the front. My sis was behind me, I was in the left back seat, and my mom was in the passenger's. First of all, for some weird reason, there was a bottle of beer in a cupholder on the head rest of my dad's seat. I even took a swig. WTF? I know, weird. And then we parked outside a Starbucks. I asked for my Caramel Machiato which I always get and it's absolutely delicious. My mom comes back with the coffee and says, "Sorry, but they had no real milk. They had to use &lt;b&gt;SOY MILK!&lt;/b&gt;" I panicked and then took a sip of it and it tasted like &lt;b&gt;WARM MILK! &lt;/b&gt;I swear I could taste it. It was gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Transformers was ROBBED LAST NIGHT! ROBBED I SAY! They deserved to win, not the dumbass little Golden Compass that failed at the box office. I'm so pissed off at the Academy right now. And not just because of that. Cate Blanchett not winning Best Supporting Actress? WTF? Hella to the no.</content>
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    <title>Bleh...</title>
    <published>2008-02-23T15:47:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-23T15:47:51Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Ugh, I swallowed some milk while I was eating my fake Cheerios from Publix, called Toasted Oats. Doesn't have the same crunch and it's disappointing. But I really hate milk. I won't drink it. It's disgusting and gross. The only way I can have it is if it's chocolate milk or with my cereal because I can't taste the milk. But when you like take a whole bunch of milk with a little bit of cereal I can so taste it. It's so gross! Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, because you don't care that I drank some milk accidentally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taverna Opa's was exciting again. We went last night, danced a bit, ate lots of awesome food (I stuffed myself). It was worth it. I was saving up the cash to go by not eating lunch at school for two days so it was really worth it to eat there. They have the best stuff ever. If you go alone it sucks. It's like how they say, "No shirt, no shoes, no service." It's like "No friends, no service" there. Ya need 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate and then went to Hollywood Beach and walked around a bit, taking photos, meeting a strange bum. One of my friends decided it was a good idea to give him her iPhone and let&amp;nbsp; him call someone. We were all like "Oh, shit, he's gonna run off and steal it." But he didn't and then my friend's brother's friend decided he needed some money for the ride home. *head-desk*. Some people are so naive. I wouldn't have given him shit. I don't know if he was gonna hurt me or what. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I guess we're going to the beach again. Don't know which one, but we're going. It'll be nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's your guys' day going so far? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still tied even though I slept. God, I'm lazy.</content>
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    <title>Ah, fuck...</title>
    <published>2008-02-22T04:05:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-22T04:05:25Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">We're now the Miami Marlins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap. That's so stupid. I like the Florida Marlins better than the freaking Miami Marlins. Now it just sounds like a spawn of the damn Miami Dolphins who suck worse than a broken vacuum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOST WAS AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else watch it?! So excited for next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interest icons are almost done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And watching Hilldog/Obamarama debate one another is hilarious as hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Hilarity Will Ensue</title>
    <published>2008-02-20T21:06:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-20T21:15:23Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">So I'm sitting from my mom's laptop writing this even though my laptop is on right next to hers about four inches from here. *shrugs* Yeah, I know, strange aren't I? I like the sound of her keyboard though and the 7 key isn't broken and sticking its ass halfway out so maybe that's why I like typing on this a bit more. I can't even tell you how many times the 7 popped out and I have to put it back only to have its ass sticking out again. Apparently I broke something on it because I'm rough and abusive to my electronics and my typing is rather harsh, but oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering how I'm feeling, I'm better. Didn't cry today. Actually, I'm starting to feel happy because I'm glad that Blacky is at peace and not in pain. For some reason, I get over death quickly. When my grandma died, it took me a few days and I was fine and when my other cat died, it was like a few days too. Am I a bad person for being that way? I don't know. It's just strange to me that I feel somewhat okay and my cat literally died yesterday. I was joking and laughing like nothing was wrong. Maybe it just means that I'm a realist and can accept things for what they are and know that dwelling on such thoughts will only make me feel worse. And if my cat were human, she wouldn't want me to start sobbing over her. Or at least I think she wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in band, it was really odd. My instructor had us all switch seats and I'm usually in the back, so I of course decided to run to the front. And then the weird thing is, we sounded BETTER when we weren't in concert order. It was so strange. I think we're getting moved to the 2nd row now. Yay! Not so far in the back now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um...what else... Today they had singing telegrams at school to make up for none on Valentine's Day due to a soccer game or something like that. It was funny because one of my friends was hoisted in the air by one of my other chorus friends and she was like "Oh my God, don't drop me!" We had boys sing to girls and girls sing to boys yadda yadda. My other friend was like a tomato when the girls were singing to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I sent one to one of my male friends, Tyler. Yeah, he hates me now. He was embarrassed. But it's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, we'll probably go to that Opa's place again. Saturday we wanna see Charlie Bartlett, and then Sunday is the beach. So it should be a good week this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND LOST IS ON TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. End of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and for my Twilight friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID YOU SEE THE PICTURES?! ROBERT PATTINSON IS A GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am in love with Jasper. Everyone keeps bitching about his hair. Calm the fuck down, it's a wig, get over it, he's sexy, don't diss him, and Doctor Cullen is making me swoon too. All the male Cullens are so hot! And I'm gonna say it and say... I like Nikki Reed as Rosalie. There. Take it. Suck that. I like her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="oh and look what I found..."&gt;Look, I don't really care if people get inspiration from me or whatever if they think my stuff's okay, but like taking a part of my wall and placing it on yours if kinda mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img180.imageshack.us/img180/2615/walledwardangeltr2.jpg"&gt;HERS&lt;/a&gt; and mine &lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg184/Omelette1234/Stock/Wall3-1.jpg"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg184/Omelette1234/Stock/Wall4-1.jpg"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd understand if I gave a tut for this, but I really haven't and I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I just being bitchy? And mean? It would have been nice if they commented or said "Oh, that's cool what you did!" But she didn't...so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs* Am I just mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>So...</title>
    <published>2008-02-19T23:55:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-19T23:55:37Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Blacky died this afternoon. We put her to sleep because it was $5000 to treat her and we didn't have that kind of money. She had something on her liver which was causing her some liver failure and she was in pain so we didn't want to make her suffer any more than she was. Mom called me at band today, around 10:00 am and told me she was going to take her later to be put to sleep. And that around lunch time she was gone. So...it's better that she's in peace now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been crying periodically throughout the day, just because I miss her. And Printer was looking for her after school. He was wondering where she was, but I'm guessing he can piece two and two together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now it's just one cat and a dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister was suggesting we get a kitten or something so Printer has a playmate. But I don't know. I guess. We kept her cat collar and the carrier because we want something to remember her by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some good news is that Fidel Castro stepped down. YAY! He's no longer an asshole running a country. They're having a bunch of parades on 8th street in downtown Miami in celebration. And you can always expect the pots and pans to be banging in the street. It's kinda what they do when they celebrate Castro's failures. Like when he tripped on the stairs and they started celebrating that he was dying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my cat.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>*sigh*</title>
    <published>2008-02-18T20:04:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-18T20:04:51Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Yesterday, we were checking on one of my cats, Blacky. She wasn't really responsive a lot and looked really lethargic. I mean, she was like not moving at all, stuck behind my armoire and wouldn't even move a lot. My mom took her to the kitty vet today and they said that her liver was failing. She's getting up there. She's 10 now. And I really hope that she doesn't die on me. She's my baby. Of the two, I've always liked her more. Right now, she's lounging around somewhere in the shower because it's cool and is really tired. Her eyes are droopy, she's not moving a lot, won't eat but we did feed her, and she's just so lethargic. It's so sad to see her like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope she doesn't die. I'm just going to hope that she'll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I was accepted to New College of Florida over the weekend! Yay! So that's two now.&amp;nbsp; I was accepted to UCF (University of Central Florida) which is near Orlando and New College is near Sarasota. It's cool there. My friend goes there so I wouldn't be so alone and without friends. But I'm still waiting for UM to reply as well as the out of state colleges I applied to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's how my day's going right now. Not so great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll go see my cat and then kill some &lt;strike&gt;zombies&lt;/strike&gt; parasitic villagers in RE4 to make myself feel better. My mom and sister were crying buckets this morning, but I haven't cried at least once. Maybe because I'm hoping she'll be fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugs flist*</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>NEW HEADER!</title>
    <published>2008-02-18T00:02:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-18T01:05:37Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">So I made myself a new header to test if I can have .GIF headers, which I can! I was like "Oh shit, this isn't going to work and no one will see it and it'll be static on the thing." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Can you guys see it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes? No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me you can because I have this fear that only I can see it and you other people will be like "What the shit does she have a black and paper header for? This makes no fucking sense whatsoever."&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA: It is viewable. Thanks for letting me know, guys! Much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It features Leon Scott Kennedy as my sexy badass. The video clip is from the new trailer of the next Resident Evil movie, which is going to be CGI (like FFVII: AC but much cooler because I'd rather do Leon than Cloud any day) and will have &lt;b&gt;NOTHING&lt;/b&gt; to do with the Mila Jovavich (however the fuck you spell her name) movies which had no continuity with the games except for a few key main characters. No offense to anyone who likes that. But you know. I prefer to just say something than dance around what I mean to say. :D I'm a bitch, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone see RE3: Extinction? Was it okay? Was it watchable? Because I'd at least like to know if it's any sort of decent considering RE2 left me hanging there a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, there's the new header and I'm pumped for the new CGI film that'll have me squeeing like the fangirl that I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I realize now that I have to sort of fix the white spot that's above the animation. I know. You probably didn't notice it till I pointed it out, but I'm anal like that. And then I'm gonna personalize so that no one can still mah shit until I say you can still mah shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;ETA 2: I be fixin' dat shit. It good now.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Bored</title>
    <published>2008-02-15T01:03:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-15T01:03:53Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Well, it was a boring day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was up till 3 a.m. last night writing my research paper and stuff for English. I did it on the Crusades, more specifically, how the church motivated the foolish poo' folk with the triple 'g' theory: God, gold, and glory, which is applicable to all great invasions/massacres/kick-assery among peoplz. So yeah, I finished it which was the important thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made some macros, as I promised for &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='twilight_macros' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/twilight_macros/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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/twilight_macros/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;twilight_macros&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. JOIN IT! It's hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/lasirius/5276.html#cutid1"&gt;MACROS HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because da lulz iz important in dah Twilight fandoms wit dah meanies and dah hoez. Goez checks it outs and commentz. K? K thnx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm watching last week's LOST and then the new epi tonight.</content>
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    <title>Twilight Casting</title>
    <published>2008-02-14T00:50:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-14T00:50:03Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">It's making people go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I DON'T LIKE THEM! THEY SUX! I LIKES OTHER PPLS AND HATZES THEMZ! I WANTZES GASPARDED ULLIELSLSF BACKS AND ROSALIE IS UGLY AND LOOKS STOOPID."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sitting there reading all the comments on the casting list going:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What the fuck is wrong with you, slut. You're not the director, you're not the casting agent, you're not in the damn movie! Get the hell over it, play with your dolls, and then go back to kindergarten!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we got some more retardedness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BUTS CARLISLES LOOKS OLD AND HE FUGLY!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's hot. Believe me, he's hot. &lt;a href="http://edward-lover05.livejournal.com/1256.html"&gt;PICTURE OF CURRENT CAST&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so is the Emmett they cast. &lt;a href="http://edward-lover05.livejournal.com/1470.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; He played the future fiance of Claire in that Heroes episodes, "Five Years Gone". Remember him? Hottie! Like "sexy I wants to have lots of sex with you" hot.  I think he'd be a great Emmett. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what do I have in my fandom? Dumbasses, that's what. "NO NO NO! EDWARD CANNOT, WILL NOT, HAVE SHOLDER LENGTH BROWN HAIR!!! NO! I WON'T HAVE IT!!"  - actual quote. *facepalm* They might want to chop it? Heard of that? Besides...they want that to be the max length, I'm sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, what is your yapping going to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, ladies and gents, your whining like Bella is going to get you a big grand nothing .Tell them what they've won, Rob! Well, you get a big steaming pile of stupid, folks! Come on down, the Price is Right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear...*shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop complaining, you're going to end up watching the movie, and you'll like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done whining?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K thnx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not with Love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto me making sense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="13" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>It's Over!</title>
    <published>2008-02-02T22:19:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-02T22:19:37Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">So I performed my solo/ensemble performance today. I was so nervous afterward, which is strange since I'm usually nervous during. I played with my two friends in an ensemble. It was a grade 4, nice a good. And the guy didn't have anything negative to say! He said he liked it a lot and that we were great together, all great trumpet players and that he enjoyed the dynamic contrasts that we made. I'm so proud of us! *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I was getting freaked out because our piano dude was about two hours late. That's right. I got there at around 1:20 pm and then didn't leave till 3:30 which sucks. Apparently a judge, judge Frankenstein (no kidding, that's her name) was late by an hour so the piano accompanist was late for everyone else at our school. We were all backed up. And what's worse was that Saturday school for the FCATS was going to start soon we so were like "Oh, shit, man. This sucks. We're getting screwed." And the old guy that was our judge didn't look too happy because a) he was late with getting lunch, b) was judging since yesterday, c) wasn't fed yesterday, and d) was waiting for us. Yeah,&amp;nbsp; not good. I thought he was going to give us all fairs or poors or something horrible like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't know the score, but I'm confidence in saying that I think we got a Superior! Yay! I don't know if ensembles go to states, but I doubt it. So that's the end of the road for me. Finally, though, it's over. I got nervous afterward, which I think is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Cloverfield again yesterday. OMFG. Love that movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.</content>
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    <title>A Meme and blah blah</title>
    <published>2008-01-26T16:04:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-26T16:48:56Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I changed te background of the layout back to the pinstripe since I was able to access &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='minty_peach' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://minty-peach.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://minty-peach.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;minty_peach&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;'s photos now that the bandwidth is back and then saved it to my photobucket account. Finally! Now it looks &lt;b&gt;so &lt;/b&gt;much better. I had to put a replacement image and that's all I had at the moment so...my bad folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buddytv.com/closedquiz/closed-quiz.aspx?quiz=36"&gt;Who is Your Ideal TV Boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.buddytv.com/closedquiz/images/results/tvboyfriend-peter.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buddytv.com"&gt;Created by BuddyTV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Yummy. Nice turn out me thinks. Though that mugshot of his does not do him justice. I swear, the one of him all nekkid with the gun is so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked the dog this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have a cold and now instead of a sore throat, it's a freaking runny nose with a cough. I can barely breathe right. Bleh.</content>
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