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  <title>indecision at its finest</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2008 00:24:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Happy New Year&apos;s</title>
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  <description>Normally, I have a list of resolutions, but I&apos;m going to be gone for the night, so LJ will be inaccessible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s to having 2008 not completely suck.&amp;nbsp; Cheers, and I hope all of you have a great New Year&apos;s Eve.</description>
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  <lj:music>Pink Floyd - Comfortably Numb</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Dec 2007 22:14:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Who gets online on Christmas?</title>
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  <description>I hope everyone&apos;s having an awesome Christmas.&amp;nbsp; I haven&apos;t updated in... 3 weeks, according to LJ.&amp;nbsp; &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JP and I got into a pseudo-accident last night.&amp;nbsp; We lost control going around an icy corner and flew into the bank.&amp;nbsp; We&apos;re both okay, but he was late for mass and I thought his mom was going to hurt me.&amp;nbsp; ._.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ll quote: &quot;This is &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; how I planned on spending my Christmas Eve.&quot;&amp;nbsp; I split open my elbow and the car&apos;s filthy... but I don&apos;t think anything major will come out of this (beyond a bad condition driving lesson).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the song &quot;It Takes Two&quot; from Into the Woods has one of the strongest messages in the whole thing, which is saying a lot, considering it&apos;s &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; moral lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an observation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first in a string of many Christmases when I wish I wasn&apos;t here.</description>
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  <lj:music>Into the Woods - Stay With Me</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 02 Dec 2007 04:55:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Icon request.</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Attention: Anyone with icon-creating, animating skillz:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could make me an icon (no matter how shoddily animated, just so it&apos;s discernible) from 2:42 in &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xRYU4cqUAUs&quot;&gt;this movie&lt;/a&gt; (where he says, &quot;Giselle!&quot; and bites his fist), I will love you like no one has ever loved anyone (platonically) before.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m going to try to find a better clip (maybe one that you don&apos;t have to take out of a movie, lawlz), but this is what I have for now.&amp;nbsp; Holy crap XD</description>
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  <lj:music>Dan&apos;s watching Nanny McPhee.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Dan&apos;s watching Nanny McPhee.</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2007 03:52:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>^_^</title>
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  <description>Saw &lt;i&gt;Enchanted &lt;/i&gt;tonight.&amp;nbsp; I was nearly vomiting in the beginning from the cute/cliché, but HOLY CRAP was it worth it in the end.&amp;nbsp; If we can get ROB to enjoy this movie, anyone can.&amp;nbsp; XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO: HEART HAS MELTED INTO PUDDLE OF FORMLESS GOO.&amp;nbsp; SIGNING OUT NAO.&amp;nbsp; :DDDDDDD &amp;lt;3</description>
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  <lj:music>Beauty and the Beast</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 04 Nov 2007 04:13:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oh, my.</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.gamefaqs.com&quot;&gt;L-Block.&amp;nbsp; XD&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Rie Fu - Life is Like a Boat</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2007 02:08:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>No subject, kids.</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m going to bed soon.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;d just like to record the hope, happiness, and carelessness coursing through my system right now.&amp;nbsp; I am &lt;i&gt;so happy&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Not outwardly, just... peacefully.&amp;nbsp; I am ecstatic.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 23 Oct 2007 01:57:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>and I know my own narcissism...</title>
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  <description>Lawl Dr. Pepper.  :DDD We finally have it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO TODAY IN SCHOOL.  There was a bomb threat written in the bathroom.  We got in from gym and Mr. Gentzel&apos;s like, &quot;You need to report to your 8th period NAO.&quot;  After about 50 questions we finally went.  Ashley took roll, then we went outside (I, luckily, grabbed my stuff).  We were outside for 3 hours (a.k.a. the rest of the day.), and I ended up riding the bus home.  Keisha left her cell phone and keys inside the school, roffle.  My calc/chem books are in my locker, so no chem test tomorrow!  ♥&amp;nbsp; Yay for emergencies/emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohgod, my pinky nail had this WEIRD BUBBLE ON IT WHAT, so I took a pocketknife to it horizontally and almost cut down to the nailbed.&amp;nbsp; D:&amp;nbsp; It looks a little better, albeit... partitioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG.&amp;nbsp; I bought blue hair spray at Wal*Mart for my Halloween costume!&amp;nbsp; :D&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m gonna be teh uber nerd/gamer, and I&apos;m really excited.&amp;nbsp; Millbrook&apos;s doing RHPS this weekend, and I&apos;m DEFINITELY going to see it, homg.&amp;nbsp; excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Meme~&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 things that scare me:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Being alone.&lt;br /&gt;2. Bug.&lt;br /&gt;3. Heights.&lt;br /&gt;4. Guys.&amp;nbsp; D:&lt;br /&gt;5. Dying young.&lt;br /&gt;6. Taking chances.&lt;br /&gt;7. SCAREH THANGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 things that I like the most:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Music!&lt;br /&gt;2. A well-played oboe.&amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;3. Laughing.&lt;br /&gt;4. Practice being called off.&amp;nbsp; :D&lt;br /&gt;5. Being held/hugged.&lt;br /&gt;6. Intelligent conversation about stuff I know about.&lt;br /&gt;7. Uhh... I vote yes to Andy&apos;s answer of &quot;Green tea&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 important things in my room:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. BED OMG.&lt;br /&gt;2. Extensive notebook collection.&lt;br /&gt;3. French horn/oboe.&lt;br /&gt;4. Heater.&amp;nbsp; ._.&lt;br /&gt;5. Card wall/bulletin boards.&lt;br /&gt;6. Calendar.&lt;br /&gt;7. My bag that contains all my important items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 random facts about me:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. [Dude, I hate &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Amazing Grace&lt;/span&gt;, too.&amp;nbsp; D:] I love playing nerdy games like D&amp;amp;D and Magic: The Gathering.&lt;br /&gt;2. I refuse to dye my hair, least of all pink.&lt;br /&gt;3. I sometimes don&apos;t want to go into music because I either a) believe I&apos;m not good enough, or b) think I could do something else.&lt;br /&gt;4. I have recently had conscious fantasies about some of my male teachers.&amp;nbsp; &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp; NOT SAYING WHICH.&lt;br /&gt;5. I believe that the Navy would be the most rewarding branch of the military to go into, and I almost sort of want to.&lt;br /&gt;6. I&apos;m afraid of going to college because I don&apos;t know where I want to go.&amp;nbsp; I know what I want to do, but I really don&apos;t want to do the work that&apos;s &quot;required&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;7. On the note of number 6, I believe a revamping of social, economical, political, educational, and everything else/al standards is long, long past due.&amp;nbsp; I would love to start it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 things I plan to do before I die:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Meet Billy Joel.&lt;br /&gt;2. Drink legally.&lt;br /&gt;3. SEX.&lt;br /&gt;4. Be famous enough to be recognized at the simplest drop of my name.&lt;br /&gt;5. Send my mom to Newfoundland.&lt;br /&gt;6. Go to/graduate college.&lt;br /&gt;7. Meet most (if not all) of my online friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 things I can do:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Play the flute.&lt;br /&gt;2. Control my anger.&lt;br /&gt;3. Manipulate words.&lt;br /&gt;4. Hold a mean grudge.&amp;nbsp; &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sing most of the words to any Say Anything song.&lt;br /&gt;6. Make this sweet noise with my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;7. Uhh... THE DEMENTED HOKEY POKEY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 things I can&apos;t do:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sing bass or really, really high soprano (that one consistently.&amp;nbsp; I can hit the notes).&amp;nbsp; D:&lt;br /&gt;2. Be confident whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;3. Convert to Mac.&lt;br /&gt;4. Pay for anything independently besides when I get paid for UNICO.&amp;nbsp; D:&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Say no easily.&lt;br /&gt;6. Know all I want to about music.&lt;br /&gt;7. Cook well at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 things I say the most:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &quot;Blah&quot; and variations thereof.&lt;br /&gt;2. &quot;Fuck&quot; and variations thereof.&lt;br /&gt;3. &quot;ZOMG&quot; avt.&lt;br /&gt;4. &quot;Dude&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;5. &quot;Whatevs.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;6. &quot;Hey/Listen, lady.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;7. &quot;Now, in this situation, you just have to ask yourself... what would Didjeri do?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 celebrity crushes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. GEORGE.&amp;nbsp; FUCKING.&amp;nbsp; CLOONEY.&lt;br /&gt;2. Max Bemis.&lt;br /&gt;3. Zach Braff&lt;br /&gt;4. Nobuo Uematsu.&amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;5. Uhh... Billy Test?&amp;nbsp; &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Gerard Butler.&lt;br /&gt;7. HUGH LAURIE KTHX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 people who could do this:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mom.&amp;nbsp; Um.&amp;nbsp; Anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must find a new layout for LJ.&amp;nbsp; Any suggestions, anyone?</description>
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  <lj:music>Sherwood - Song in My Head</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 21 Oct 2007 16:27:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>... I am shocked.</title>
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  <description>Dumbledore WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</description>
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  <lj:music>Gyakuten Meets Orchestra - Justice for All Court Suite</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 16 Oct 2007 20:57:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Besides that.</title>
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  <description>In other words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SQUEEEEE~~&amp;nbsp; :DDDDDDDDDDDDDD &amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 16 Oct 2007 20:56:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>What Do You Have To Say? - Small Business: My Own Business</title>
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Definitely some sort of video game business, whether it&apos;s a production/design company, or licensing, or something.&amp;nbsp; Or maybe just an institute to help aspiring musicians, specializing in digital audio media.&amp;nbsp; :]</description>
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  <category>what do you have to say?</category>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 14 Oct 2007 23:01:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>you must be swift as the coursing river</title>
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  <description>WATCHING MULAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY THE MOST CONTENT PERSON ALIVE.</description>
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  <lj:music>Mulan - I&apos;ll Make a Man Out of You</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 09 Oct 2007 15:06:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>But I&apos;ll be holding onto you forever.</title>
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  <description>I decided a personal day was in order.&amp;nbsp; Just so happened to be the day Mom had a mandatory meeting all day, so I&apos;m here alone for basically 8 hours.&amp;nbsp; :D&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m thinking I might play a game, or go back to sleep, or read, or do homework (unlikely as of now), perhaps.&amp;nbsp; My choices are endless.&amp;nbsp; (Hee.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;FREAKY DREAM&quot;&gt;I had a FREAKY-ASS DREAM LAST NIGHT OMG.&amp;nbsp; For some reason we [JP, BS, Dad, Allan, and I] were walking out to camp, and we got to around the first camp when we all decided we really had to pee.&amp;nbsp; There was a toilet at the bottom of the road and a new, clean-looking outhouse on top of the hill so we were like, woo, okay, let&apos;s use that.&amp;nbsp; JP, BS, and Allan went on ahead, leaving Dad and me at the camp, when the atmosphere changed to this hilly field of what looked like wheat.&amp;nbsp; As we climbed the hill to the outhouse, I noticed that all these disgusting and HUGE orange spiders were crawling all over.&amp;nbsp; (I am ridiculously creeped out/afraid of bugs IRL.&amp;nbsp; Like no one you&apos;ve ever met.)&amp;nbsp; Dad said it would be okay, just to keep walking.&amp;nbsp; We went a bit further and these red, yellow, and black beetles started appearing everywhere.&amp;nbsp; I screamed and told him I wanted to go back, but he just kept going.&amp;nbsp; We got to the top of the hill and the spiders started crawling on me one at a time.&amp;nbsp; One got in my hair near my right ear and I hit it really hard, at which point I actually woke myself up.&amp;nbsp; (I can feel it throbbing.)&amp;nbsp; I fell right back asleep and walked to the left of my dad.&amp;nbsp; As I did, the bugs started getting thicker and thicker, and as the spiders&apos; territory was farther away, more beetles and black spiders started showing up.&amp;nbsp; I was almost fainting at this point, then they started crawling all over me.&amp;nbsp; That happened as I was screaming and my dad didn&apos;t say anything, just stood back and laughed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I woke up.&amp;nbsp; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still haven&apos;t decided what I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I love the hamster in this mood.&amp;nbsp; XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--edit--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;I HATE DEATH NOTE.&amp;nbsp; TT___________TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I just watched episode 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck this, I&apos;m going to FMA again.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 07 Oct 2007 02:39:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>My previous attempts to record any coherent thoughts have failed.&amp;nbsp; How nice it would be to have some real conversation, but while I&apos;m here I doubt I&apos;ll find it.&amp;nbsp; Nothing particularly memorable has happened recently other than some serious conversations with those who don&apos;t care.&amp;nbsp; There&apos;s some sort of difference between an outlet and a conversationalist.&amp;nbsp; I don&apos;t fit the bill in either situation.&amp;nbsp; Being vague seems to be the entire point of this endeavour, if indeed there is a point.&amp;nbsp; No comments or additions, just coherent thoughts and appropriate usage of my vocabulary.&amp;nbsp; That&apos;s all I need.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 01 Oct 2007 01:04:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>it&apos;s got a basket, a bell, and lots of bits to make it look good.</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s only 8:40, but it feels much later, so I figure I&apos;ll write an entry now while I&apos;m not doing any homework or anything.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ve got no commitments tonight, just the computer, some music, and a book.&amp;nbsp; (It&apos;s called &lt;i&gt;Ender&apos;s Shadow&lt;/i&gt;, it&apos;s sci-fi and actually quite good so far.&amp;nbsp; I started last night and I&apos;m somewhat past halfway.)&amp;nbsp; I have some water boiling for no reason other than to just keep me company, so I&apos;m contemplating making tea.&amp;nbsp; Damnit, there&apos;s not enough water.&amp;nbsp; D:&amp;nbsp; Oh well, I&apos;ll just boil some more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten million video game soundtracks later [including GMO and ToS]... I don&apos;t have to go to school tomorrow, thanks to my strategically-timed orthodontist appointment.&amp;nbsp; I will, however, be attending marching band practice.&amp;nbsp; D:&amp;nbsp; I have to stay after Tuesday to put labels on the hats, then we&apos;ve got practice from 6-8, I have marching band on Wednesday from 3:30-5:30, then percussion on Thursday 3:30-5:30, then a football game about 1.5 hours away on Friday.&amp;nbsp; So, full week.&amp;nbsp; Blah.&amp;nbsp; I don&apos;t want to be here right now.&amp;nbsp; Not that anything&apos;s really happening in the house, but... meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game Friday night was incredible, and exceedingly productive for the band.&amp;nbsp; Our show went really well, other than I got confused in the drill a few times... but some LHU students (including Dave, how I love him.&amp;nbsp; XD) came to play with us, and we had a REAL PERCUSSION SECTION!&amp;nbsp; We did drum cheers, and it was sweet.&amp;nbsp; The band received more compliments than ever, including from popular kids and football players&apos; parents, but get this: &lt;i&gt;the football players clapped for us&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It was beyond words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, though, was veritably miserable.&amp;nbsp; We finished the chem test, which I failed with a whopping 20%, officially the lowest grade I&apos;ve ever received on a test.&amp;nbsp; He didn&apos;t count it, thankfully, since there would only be a 5-point curve and we weren&apos;t ready for the test, anyway.&amp;nbsp; I &quot;decided&quot; Friday night, after I cried to Ashley about it, that I was dropping chem on Monday, but we figured that I should still probably go to the lab on Saturday, anyway, just so I wasn&apos;t slacking.&amp;nbsp; I went, and it was somewhat uneventful.&amp;nbsp; I got my grade for my test, and everyone besides George and Corey got 35%s and 15%s, so whatever.&amp;nbsp; I informed Merinar on the way out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Merinar, I&apos;m dropping your class.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What?&amp;nbsp; Are you, really?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes.&amp;nbsp; I told you last year I couldn&apos;t handle it, I didn&apos;t understand, it hasn&apos;t changed at all since then.&amp;nbsp; I don&apos;t get what we&apos;re doing.&amp;nbsp; So, I&apos;m quitting.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Kelly, no.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked out of the room and started crying (because I&apos;m overemotional like that and I was still rather upset from the night before).&amp;nbsp; His concern was very surprising, as it&apos;s practically unheard of from him.&amp;nbsp; We stopped outside and talked it out for about 20 minutes with some of my classmates, some of whom are having more trouble in the class than I am, and he said the only reason he goes so fast is because we did amazingly on the last chapter, better than any class he&apos;s ever had, and no one ever asks any questions.&amp;nbsp; There was a long discussion, basically, and he&apos;s going to start teaching us more thoroughly.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m extremely thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all more or less irrelevant.&amp;nbsp; All the people I used to know smoke pot, don&apos;t talk to me, or both.&amp;nbsp; Fuck that whole situation.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m gonna go for it, it being another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s been a year since the video game concert and I still love Nobuo Uematsu.&amp;nbsp; Happy last day of September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--edit--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAMN IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve gone and corrupted Mulan for myself.&amp;nbsp; D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When they find out she&apos;s a woman, how&apos;d they do it?  They HAD to have been like, &quot;HOLY.  SHIT.  SHANG, COME LOOK AT THIS.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What?  What are you OH, MY SHIT IS THAT A VAGINA?!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;BOOBIES!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;BOOBIIIIIIIES~~~ *DOES BOOBY DANCE*&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:  I don&apos;t want to think of them like that, but now I&apos;m going to, INEVITABLY.  ;___________;</description>
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  <lj:music>Meatloaf - I Would Do Anything For Love</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Sep 2007 22:50:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>baby, you wouldn&apos;t last a minute on the creek.</title>
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  <description>Well, other than some social problems, today was pretty awesome.&amp;nbsp; I think I can sum it up in this conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: I just reached down to scratch my leg&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: and I get this HUGE FUCKING HANDFUL OF BLOOD&lt;br /&gt;Dead Man Jard: ...&lt;br /&gt;Dead Man Jard: that&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;Dead Man Jard: um&lt;br /&gt;Dead Man Jard: wow&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: It was sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: I was like,&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: FUCK&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: I BLEED BLOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.&amp;nbsp; UM.&amp;nbsp; Next month&apos;s my birthday.&amp;nbsp; Will receive, hopefully, &lt;i&gt;In Defense of the Genre&lt;/i&gt; and enough money to buy a DS/PW.&amp;nbsp; :DDD&amp;nbsp; THEN I CAN FANGIRL IT PROPERLY, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_criminalize&apos; lj:user=&apos;criminalize&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://criminalize.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://criminalize.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;detriment&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALO 3 TONIGHT.&amp;nbsp; Yays.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m trying to convince Mom to let me LAN it at Cody&apos;s, but alas, to no avail.&amp;nbsp; D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST GO BLEED FROM LEG WOUND MOAR KTHX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[Also, I&apos;ve been using &quot;so i herd u liek mudkipz&quot; ridiculously often of late.&amp;nbsp; Anyone else having this problem?&amp;nbsp; &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--edit--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.halloweencostumes4u.com/prods/rub882149.html&quot;&gt;OH, MY SHIT.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: I WANT TO BE 50 POUNDS&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: AND 4 FEET TALL&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: BECAUSE I WOULD FUCKING WEAR THAT</description>
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  <lj:music>Dir en Grey - Cage</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Sep 2007 20:08:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Need.  Job.  NOW.</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.merchdirect.net/SayAnything/CDs/In_Defense_of_the_Genre_Autographed_and_Tshirt_CDTshirt?productid=8524&quot;&gt;omg HAWT.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would so give anything for that.&amp;nbsp; XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from Say Anything fangirling... I have grapes and they&apos;re delicious.&amp;nbsp; I think I&apos;m making up for my lunch, which consisted of 0 calories right after gym class.&amp;nbsp; Sweet fuck, I want that album.&amp;nbsp; I also want the oven to be preheated.&amp;nbsp; D:&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still love Gyakuten Meets Orchestra.&amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;3</description>
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  <lj:music>Gyakuten Meets Orchestra - Investigation - Labyrinth Suite</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 16 Sep 2007 15:50:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>XDDD</title>
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  <description>I swear, I&apos;ve sustained more injuries in these THREE WEEKS of gym class that we&apos;ve had (not even full weeks...) than I did in ninth and tenth grade combined.&amp;nbsp; XD&amp;nbsp; Continuing in the same vein as my leg/pinky, Cody pushed me on the concrete sidewalk as we were running laps in class on Friday and my knees were ripped to shreds.&amp;nbsp; :D&amp;nbsp; I had to march on my bad shin and those additional wounds on Friday night, but it was okay in the end.&amp;nbsp; We had a good show, at least.&amp;nbsp; @_@;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People came over last night!&amp;nbsp; It was exciting and &lt;i&gt;scandalous&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; XD&amp;nbsp; Now, tonight, I&apos;ve got an interview at Arby&apos;s, and I&apos;m sort of scared/nervous.&amp;nbsp; I don&apos;t know how it&apos;s going to turn out, but I need to get some sleep SOON or my existence will be phail.&amp;nbsp; D:&amp;nbsp; I went to bed this morning at 3:30 and got up at 7:00, and I&apos;ve been up ever since.&amp;nbsp; X_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS ENTRY IS LADEN WITH FACES.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m going to sleep.&amp;nbsp; :D</description>
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  <lj:music>Metallica - Enter Sandman</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Sep 2007 00:15:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>fffuuuuuuucccccccckkkkk.</title>
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  <description>I fucked my leg up in flash football today, now it feels like my ankle, shin, and knee are going to (collectively) shatter since I just took a rather lengthy run.&amp;nbsp; Fuck.&amp;nbsp; Ow.&amp;nbsp; D:&amp;nbsp; DO NOT WANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m really tired... I wanted to take a nap today when I got home from school but I decided working on chemistry was more important, so I did that for two hours.&amp;nbsp; Whee.&amp;nbsp; I fail so hard at writing these entries.&amp;nbsp; You guys are all like WOO EXCITEMENT~ and I&apos;m like fuck my leg hurts woe. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on that note, I&apos;ma go waste time on 4chan.&amp;nbsp; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--edit the next day--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OW FUCK.&amp;nbsp; I broke my pinky today in gym class as well!&amp;nbsp; Stupid football.&amp;nbsp; Stupid Hobbits.&amp;nbsp; Stupid Orcs.&amp;nbsp; Still not king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE 4CHAN.&amp;nbsp; :D</description>
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  <lj:music>Rent - One Song Glory</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 09 Sep 2007 15:31:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>sing it to the world like a drunken prophet.</title>
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  <description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;h1&gt;Your Score: &lt;span&gt;INTP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;      &lt;h2&gt;You scored 60% introversion, 57% intuition, 71% thinking,  and 50% judging!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stats:&lt;/b&gt; Approximately 4% of population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DN characters with this type&lt;/b&gt;: L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;In a nutshell&lt;/b&gt;: &quot;A love of problem-solving.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Desciption&lt;/b&gt;: Logical, original, creative thinkers. Can become very excited about theories and ideas. Exceptionally capable and driven to turn theories into clear understandings. Highly value knowledge, competence and logic. Quiet and reserved, hard to get to know well. Individualistic, having no interest in leading or following others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;500&quot; height=&quot;250&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://is1.okcupid.com/users/730/54/7300540673550191244/mt1140569806.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;:D Too bad I&apos;m SWEET.  Love L.  Love him.  ♥</description>
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  <lj:music>Say Anything - We Will Erase All Life on Earth But Us</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Sep 2007 14:19:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>High school&apos;s over, and you still won&apos;t quit.</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s Labor Day!&amp;nbsp; How exciting.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m still trying to find a job, but so far the search is in vain.&amp;nbsp; Classes are interesting.&amp;nbsp; Calculus isn&apos;t nearly as bad as I&apos;d expected, but we&apos;ve only been in it for three days.&amp;nbsp; Chemistry will be my death, surely.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ve actually got most of a packet to do, and I should be working on that rather than updating lj.&amp;nbsp; I changed my layout to just a generic Generator style.&amp;nbsp; We&apos;ve got school tomorrow, and I guarantee that will be thrilling.&amp;nbsp; /sarcasm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather moved out on Saturday.&amp;nbsp; I would tack &quot;finally&quot; onto the end of that statement, but while it&apos;s true, I still miss Andrew and Kyle.&amp;nbsp; Now it&apos;s just Mom and me, and we&apos;re coping.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s going to be tense between us for some time, at least until we get used to just the two of us living here.&amp;nbsp; Heather took the piano, car, couch, router (no LAN parties... sigh.), and my memory card that holds my GHII, DMC, KHII... and I know there&apos;re some other ones... information.&amp;nbsp; If it&apos;s deleted when they come back, I&apos;m going to be somewhat upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never seem to write in this anymore.&amp;nbsp; I don&apos;t really know what I should back that up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the American economy is failing?&amp;nbsp; (Surprise, surprise.)&amp;nbsp; We listened to NPR this morning on the way back from Ashley&apos;s house, and Apple&apos;s sales are going to drastically fall if they don&apos;t release a new iPod this year, mostly everyone&apos;s got all they want... so where do we go from here?&amp;nbsp; I think we&apos;ve reached our peak and now we&apos;re going to get caught in the downpour of fuck on the way to the bottom.&amp;nbsp; I also read an article in &lt;i&gt;Popular Mechanics&lt;/i&gt; that a huge-ass asteroid is going to hit Earth on April 13 (Thomas Jefferson&apos;s birthday!), 2029.&amp;nbsp; At least if we get hit, Pennsylvania won&apos;t be affected.&amp;nbsp; (Just California, South America, and such... but who needs California?&amp;nbsp; ;D)&amp;nbsp; So maybe I won&apos;t make it to forty.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ll be lucky to make it to 18, at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been listening to &lt;u&gt;Gyakuten Meets Orchestra&lt;/u&gt; all day (all weekend, rather).&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s a wonderful soundtrack, and it makes me want to learn Japanese even more.&amp;nbsp; I have to go clean my room now and finish chemistry.&amp;nbsp; D:&amp;lt;&amp;nbsp; Stupid chem.</description>
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  <lj:music>GMO - Miles Edgeworth - Great Revival</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Aug 2007 23:41:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You&apos;ve been let on.</title>
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  <description>Made stir fry tonight, yum.  ♥  Bad thing is, on the way home when I was thinking of what to make for dinner, my mind was like, HAHA, THERE ARE ONLY TWO OF YOU NOW.  PWNT BY LONELY.  And I was sad again.  It&apos;s been tough, but I&apos;m slowly getting over it.  At least I&apos;m not crying every time I talk to Lauren now.  xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do tonight or tomorrow.  Boooooored.  Maybe Keisha and I are going shopping tomorrow.  I don&apos;t know.</description>
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  <lj:music>Jack&apos;s Mannequin - Dark Blue</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 05 Aug 2007 05:32:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I should be sleeping.</title>
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  <description>Went to Matt&apos;s today and played Heroscape with him, Bryan, Allan, and Sarah.&amp;nbsp; It took forever to set up and we only actually played for about an hour, but it was still fun.&amp;nbsp; Then Keisha came and picked me up and we went to the movies with Casey and JP.&amp;nbsp; Casey is my hero.&amp;nbsp; Splitting off from Keisha/JP.&amp;nbsp; Breadsticks.&amp;nbsp; Hard and soft pretzels.&amp;nbsp; &quot;I didn&apos;t stiff her, but I didn&apos;t pay her anything.&quot;&amp;nbsp; CosmoGirl!.&amp;nbsp; I miss him.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m glad Keisha and I made up, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Florida in 6 hours.&amp;nbsp; I need to rest and shower.&amp;nbsp; Not necessarily in that order.&amp;nbsp; Actually, going to North Carolina, but then Florida on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun, kids.&amp;nbsp; =)</description>
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  <lj:music>Say Anything - All Choked Up</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Jul 2007 03:39:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>things are gonna change, oh they&apos;re gonna change...</title>
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  <description>I still love Dismantle. Repair.&amp;nbsp; Still a wonderful song.&amp;nbsp; How does THAT happen?&amp;nbsp; I can&apos;t find my Cities album, though, and that upsets me.&amp;nbsp; ;-;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;The percussion camp, wedding, and possibly Dartmouth cut.&quot;&gt;Percussion camp, as always, was wonderful.&amp;nbsp; We went innertubing today and I got severely Mucked, I lost my flipflops in the seaweed (D:), and it was just great.&amp;nbsp; We held hands, interwove feet/legs, and sang &quot;La Vie Boheme&quot; down the creek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, someone got Blake&apos;s underwear (whitey tighties, lawl) and strung it up the flagpole.&amp;nbsp; We ran outside and sang the National Anthem to it, led by &lt;em&gt;moi&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; :D&amp;nbsp; Before this, Blake had procured Heidi&apos;s phone and given it to Joey (with the impression that it was Keisha&apos;s) and he stuck it on his package.&amp;nbsp; That was pretty gross.&amp;nbsp; Blake took it back with a rubber glove on and was chasing us around with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EARLY Saturday morning, we decided to wake the guys up with a few cymbal crashes.&amp;nbsp; Loud cymbal crashes.&amp;nbsp; They repaid us later by bringing all the guys and girls besides Heidi and I (we slept on the same bunk, I was on top XD) into the room and playing the instruments loudly.&amp;nbsp; It was funny, but we got our revenge later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom took Dan and me to Wal*Mart before the wedding to get the balloons and stuff, and Sarah/Heidi/I laid awake after they came in and &quot;played for us&quot; and plotted revenge.&amp;nbsp; I picked up a gallon of Arizona Green Tea for us to drink (since Jake was hoarding his), Reese&apos;s Peanut Butter Cups, a can of shaving gel, and a package of 48 pads. The last two were the active ingredients.&amp;nbsp; The girls all sat up later that night (until after 1) and decided on 3:00 in the morning to carry out our plans.&amp;nbsp; We then went to sleep, after taking the pads out of their pouch things.&amp;nbsp; Heidi and Keisha set their phones to go off at 3.&amp;nbsp; They woke up Sarah, Brooke, and I and leaving Brooke in the room of her own free will, we set out to do our duties.&amp;nbsp; We crept stealthily across the back path to Blake&apos;s vehicle.&amp;nbsp; I was so freaked out the whole time that he would wake up and we would be caught.&amp;nbsp; We stuck the pads on his windshield in a heart and wrote &quot;DD + [infinity sign]&quot; inside it.&amp;nbsp; On the back window, I wrote &quot;Revenge &amp;lt;3&quot;.&amp;nbsp; We stuck various pads on the windows and then went back inside after I put shaving cream on Jake&apos;s tennis ball that I&apos;d stolen off his hitch.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, it rained last night.&amp;nbsp; We were sure that the pads were going to fall off, but they stuck really well.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Note: If you&apos;re going to play a prank involving pads and glass, be mindful that the adhesive WILL stay on the glass.&amp;nbsp; You&apos;re in for some scrubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Jake had made some pumpkin pies and at one point we stole them twice.&amp;nbsp; The second time I was gone for the wedding, but the first time we hid it in my bag.&amp;nbsp; He and Terry actually rifled through my clothes to get it.&amp;nbsp; I felt sort of violated.&amp;nbsp; Good pie, though.&amp;nbsp; :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those flipflops I&apos;ve had for three years?&amp;nbsp; Finally burned them today.&amp;nbsp; They broke at CIY and I got to put them in a proper resting place.&amp;nbsp; It was an epic ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll remember other things, and possibly edit this entry for this part later, but for now I&apos;ll end the&amp;nbsp;Percussion Camp section with this LOVELY ditty.&amp;nbsp; Possibly the best part of the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: no, you want to hear about shafted again&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: i think you missed the best part of camp&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: ?&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: okay&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: so at the end, when we were done cleaning and stuff, we went into the guys&apos; dorm because we heard they were having a pillow fight.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: It was not just a pillow fight.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: it started off with the guys just beating the crap out of each other&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: then I took the plunge for the girls and went in like a whirlwind &amp;gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Most of them refused to hit me, then Cody smacked the crap out of me, and then it was a free for all&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: then WHAM!&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: HEAD SHOT BY ANDY.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Very hard pillows.&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: OUUUCh&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: i believe it.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: hehe&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Cody hit me in the face and my lip got all mangled&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: oh man...&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: I slammed Brooke into the poke-y metal things on the bed&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: felt really bad about that&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: BUT THEN&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: OH NO, IT&apos;S NOT DONE YET.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: The Gauntlet.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: I didn&apos;t know what it was at first.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: All I knew was that every time Matt came in the room, they BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF HIM.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: RUTHLESSLY.&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: hahahahahahahhahahahahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: BUT NO&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: The Gauntlet.&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: I love matt shank.&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: ok.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Everyone lined up alternately on either side of the bed rows.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Matt ran through.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: I want to allow you time to savor that mental image.&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: ok.. got it.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Alright.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: He got through, went out the door.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Andy went through.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: However, beforehand, he put his hands on his hips and said, &quot;It takes a champion... to be a champion.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: he ran through and smacked me in the face with his hand, got absolutely marauded, &lt;em&gt;started skanking&lt;/em&gt;, and eventually made it through.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: All the while, he got the shit beaten out of him.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: BUT NO&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: BEST = LAST.&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: ok.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Killian.&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: HAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: GO!&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;The percussion camp, wedding, and possibly Dartmouth cut.&quot;&gt;Keju Kematian: You don&apos;t even KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Jake came in.&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: Oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: with his two five-year-old, ROCK-HARD PILLOWS.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: twisted&amp;nbsp;one up.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: I took the other.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: He took his and slammed it against the wall.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: THE CONCRETE RATTLED.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Killian ran through with me near the front, got smacked with a nice shot.&amp;nbsp; :P&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: oh my god..&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: He got to the end, where Jake was.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Football tackled him.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: PHYSICALLY MADE IT OUT THE DOOR.&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: HOW!?&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Jake had his hand on the wall and with sheer POWER, FORCED HIM BACK IN&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: OH MY GOOD GOD!&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: threw him on the ground and they pinned each other&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Killian got up again, lost his shoe and almost his pants.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: His hat came off at some point, too.&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: ha&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Jake grabbed him again, we&apos;re all &lt;em&gt;beating the motherfucking horseshit&lt;/em&gt; out of him&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: I really can&apos;t emphasize this enough.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: There were... 12 of us?&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: oh wow.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: All with pillows, on him.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: So Killian gets up to the door again&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: His pants are almost down, so his underwear is hanging out&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: SOMEONE YELLS WEDGIE.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Didn&apos;t make it completely.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: He gets forced back to the middle of the room, away from the door.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s really scary at this point because Jake is turning red.&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: Ah!&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: I&apos;ve lost my pillow by this point (I think it was this one, maybe Andy&apos;s), but Jake and Killian kept running into me.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: One of them hit me at one point, don&apos;t remember which.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: They got back to the middle and Killian goes DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: &lt;strong&gt;DOWN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Everyone&apos;s standing around him and Cody yells, &quot;No ball shots!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: ...&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Then Andy comes around.&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: hahahahahahahaahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YANK!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Most.&amp;nbsp; Painful.&amp;nbsp; Wedgie.&amp;nbsp; EVER.&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: oh my.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Killian gets up.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Not five seconds later, Jake takes his twisted rock pillow&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: &lt;strong&gt;WHAM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: STRAIGHT TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Killian falls on the ground and blacks out.&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: oh my god..&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: I honestly thought he was going to start crying.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: It looked like it.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Best part about all of it?&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: Heidi was there?&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: Heidi filmed all of it.&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: FUCK YES!&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: All three of them.&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: They&apos;re going on YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: I want to see them.&lt;br /&gt;KeishaLeigh13: like NOW&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: dude&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: it was, like&lt;br /&gt;Keju Kematian: EPIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was beautiful.&amp;nbsp; Absolutely gorgeous.&amp;nbsp; Lauren looked... you know, words don&apos;t even do it justice.&amp;nbsp; It was all so nice.&amp;nbsp; I was okay at the beginning, then she and Dad walked down the aisle.&amp;nbsp; I lost it from that point out.&amp;nbsp; (Tearing up at the moment.)&amp;nbsp; I cried until the end of the ceremony, then at the reception when I hugged her goodbye, then out at camp when Andy asked, &quot;Kelly, were you crying a lot today?&quot;&amp;nbsp; Way too many tears.&amp;nbsp; All in all it was just perfect.&amp;nbsp; Very few things went wrong, other than Lauren&apos;s mom and Lauren herself bailing on me on doing my hair.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s a weird feeling overall, Lauren leaving and stuff.&amp;nbsp; It makes me really sad, and it&apos;s also quite difficult not having anyone really able to empathise.&amp;nbsp; ;-;&amp;nbsp; I love my sister.&amp;nbsp; I miss her.&amp;nbsp; A lot.&amp;nbsp; More than you know.&amp;nbsp; This year is going to be so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t feel like thinking about this anymore.&amp;nbsp; Band camp is going to be a long, long week.&amp;nbsp; I need to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Anberlin - Dismantle. Repair.</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 24 Jul 2007 16:52:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Boredom.</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m really bored.&amp;nbsp; We have a car outside and nowhere to drive it.&amp;nbsp; More of my friends need to be available and not leaving me out of their plans when I was included yesterday, what.&amp;nbsp; Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might play piano or &lt;b&gt;finally&lt;/b&gt; go into the dike, like I&apos;ve been meaning to do for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&amp;nbsp; *calls Heidi*</description>
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  <lj:music>I Want to Know Your Plans</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jul 2007 04:37:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i&apos;m tired.</title>
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  <description>And I&apos;ve got Marc Anthony stuck in my head.&amp;nbsp; I need a shower.&amp;nbsp; D:&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole bunch of hours in the car over the past three days, SCOURED New England (minus Rhode Island D:), visited Dartmouth and drove past Harvard (really unimpressive).&amp;nbsp; Considering Dartmouth.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s pretty awesome, and I got a sweatshirt.&amp;nbsp; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HARRY POTTER WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat in a bathtub until 4:10 in the morning reading this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good ending to the series, although there were some things I was really upset about... two incidents in particular, which I assume you&apos;ll run into if you read it.&amp;nbsp; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got three hours of sleep last night.&amp;nbsp; I need to rest.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I&apos;ll reread it again tomorrow/Monday... between going to the MH pool and running.&amp;nbsp; I need to start going on the dike.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s driving me nuts, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</description>
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  <lj:music>Marc Anthony - You Sang To Me</lj:music>
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