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  <title>My Tragic Travesty</title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 29 Aug 2004 15:06:11 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Since my journal seems to be a tool of destruction, I&apos;m not going to use it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try change my mind if you feel like it, but I doubt it&apos;ll work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 29 Aug 2004 14:03:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>WTF?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 28 Aug 2004 03:45:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I marched today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- Go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to see everybody.  (Didn&apos;t talk to anybody,) but I got to see &apos;em nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My side hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie (If she gets a confirmation from her mum) is gonna come over tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- I doubt Dustin&apos;ll be able to make it.  (Technically, that&apos;s a good thing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blech...I need a shower.  That uniform is like the 3rd circle of Hell.  (In comparison to temperature.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing ok, but while practing after the game, I got sick again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- I&apos;ll never get used to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t think of anything else to update with.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Aug 2004 23:29:36 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>It&apos;s happening all over again.  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be having the worst day in the world, then I look at her, and I forget everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to make a list of all the funny words Mrs. Kesterson says over the course of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* bong&lt;br /&gt;* harassment&lt;br /&gt;* undergarments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not allowed to sleep in any of my classes.  &amp;gt;:0(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show this year (in show choir) is gonna be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- Definately trying out for the solos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m in love with the second song.  The first song in my entire history of show choir shows that I actually look forward to singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Silber said &apos;bear&apos; 8 times.  Why that&apos;s amusing?  She was using it as a describing word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- I found it quite amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah goes to Hoover now!  w00t!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the talent show, the set-up is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vocals - Moi&lt;br /&gt;Guitar - Chad&lt;br /&gt;Bass - Krista&lt;br /&gt;Keyboards - Larry&lt;br /&gt;Drums - (to be filled)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to wait until 5:45 to get picked up from practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- Grr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football game tomorrow.  You should come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canada has been filled with random freshman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- Not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina&apos;s gonna end up going ballistic.  (Not a good thing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blargh.  Need to find what I&apos;m gonna wear tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dustin says he wants to come over when Steph comes to see the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- He says he wants to be at the premier. (Spelling is wrong.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to seeing Stephanie tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- (YaY!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, alas, I think Ima go.  More to come later.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Aug 2004 01:44:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oh, and an announcement.</title>
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  <description>Stop putting Stephanie down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People (you know who you are) are constantly saying how everything is Stephanie&apos;s fault, but you fail to realize that she has done nothing wrong!  If anything, she has made me a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of her, I don&apos;t snap at anyone who makes a smart remark.  Because of her, I don&apos;t harass and hurt my siblings.  If it weren&apos;t for her, I wouldn&apos;t give a damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all love me for who I am, right?  Then, for me, show Stephanie some respect!  She deserves it.  If it weren&apos;t for her, I wouldn&apos;t be who I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, don&apos;t put her down anymore.  She deserves better than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Tom.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Aug 2004 01:16:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So, turns out I&apos;ve got Gilbert&apos;s Syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- I&apos;m going to be constantly sick for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that&apos;ll put a hamper on my extra-curricular activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apparel for tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* short black socks&lt;br /&gt;* meh lucky red underpants&lt;br /&gt;* fishnet top&lt;br /&gt;* &apos;I didn&apos;t do it.&apos; shirt&lt;br /&gt;* green pants&lt;br /&gt;* classic black Chuck&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.  And if not that shirt, Ima wear my Mr. Yuk shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can&apos;t wait for 3rd block.  &apos;Twill be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I&apos;ll see Shane this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having Mrs. Watt for first block isn&apos;t gonna help my disposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- Teh Vending Machine Nazi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new schedule...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like every year, I don&apos;t have anything for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- I&apos;m just gonna bring a pencil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, alas, I desperately need to shower and wash mah hair.  I shall update after I get back from Hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- I mean, school.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Aug 2004 22:33:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I wish Dustin and Brandon hadn&apos;t come over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I didn&apos;t go to their house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish Stephanie would talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2004 17:58:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Went to the &apos;opthomologist&apos; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- My prescription hasn&apos;t changed any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  And I&apos;m getting contacts.  The appointment for that is on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They dilated my eyes today, and just looking out the window burns my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- I doubt I&apos;ll be very useful during practice if we&apos;re outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach has been acting up.  I feel like I&apos;m gonna throw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Target, got abuncha clothes for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- (I didn&apos;t mean to,) But I ended up getting alotta clothes that are either green, or has somethin&apos; to do with leprechauns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spookeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ima dye my hair green next summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- Darn you, dress code!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m both pro/anti school this year.  I want to go to have somethin&apos; to do and to see my &apos;friends,&apos; but then again, the same crap is cgonna start again this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve still got the appointment with the gastroendomologist Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dustin, Brandon, and Jared are comin&apos; over after practice.  We&apos;re gonna camp out in my yard.  Why?  Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- Ima see if Jared&apos;ll bring his pellet gun, so we can play tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should tell the Meadows twins to bring the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- &apos;Twill be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Ima hop off here.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2004 02:07:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Fixed up my LJ layout a little, but not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an optometrist appointment tomorrow, then practice, then the crew is coming over to stay the night.  We gonna go camping in my front yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- Why?  I don&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then wednesday, I have the appointment with the gastroendologist, then going to Dustin&apos;s to stay the night and go to school the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, alas, Ima go.</description>
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  <lj:music>Thorn by Blind Guardian</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2004 01:13:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com/users/archangel02/quizzes/Why%20do%20you%20cry%3F/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.quizilla.com/A/archangel02/1072116180_CGinnysjunkcry2.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Alone&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;Why do you cry?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot;&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com&quot;&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2004 00:52:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Heh...I think Sabre took it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She bitched for about an hour about how I must be going out with Stephanie or something, and how she always brings us so close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- Stephanie doesn&apos;t feel that way for me anymore.  I broke up with Sabre, because I can&apos;t take another relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?  What she did is the reason.  People yelling at me when I&apos;m innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People constantly yell at me, and even on the internet I&apos;m being bombarded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw this.</description>
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  <description>Broke up with Sabre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- I&apos;m just gonna go solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m definately getting Prince of Persia 2 when it comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah...bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Can&apos;t you hear me crying?&lt;br /&gt;Come take me away.&lt;br /&gt;I hallow thy name.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- Battlefield by Blind Guardian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can&apos;t think of anything to update with, so I&apos;m off to waste my life away on Gaia.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Aug 2004 02:39:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>GAH!!  Darn you, brain!  Stop!  Don&apos;t make me get the hose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know what I&apos;m doing anymore.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Aug 2004 00:44:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Ok, the movie kicked ass, had a killer time at the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dustin, Brandon, and Jared will be coming over Monday and staying the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here&apos;s the major points of today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Scared the shit out of this dude we drived by.  Dustin had an air gun, and he was loading and cocking it, and I was giving the guy the evil eye, and he did a double take and looked at us with a frightened look, and slowed down.  It was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* At K-mart before we left for the movies, Jared was walking back to the van, and I shoved my head out the door and yelled &apos;Run, Forrest!  RUN!!&apos; and everyone in the parking lot turned to stare at Jared.  It was jilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Brandon threw a gang sign at a black guy on the west-side, and the guy actually threw one back.  Brandon started freaking out, because a few black guys across the street were giving him dirty looks.  It was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* After the movie, we kept on riding the elevator to the top floor, and running down the stairs, and burst through the ground-floor door like cops.  It was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* While acting like Charlie&apos;s Angels, this chick walked in the elevator, and while Jared was tryin&apos; to work his magic on her, I kept embarrasing him.  It was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* At the mall, I started riding on the kiddy rides, and started yelling at the people in front of the safari jeep.  Brndon was cracking up.  It was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* In the middle of the movie, there was a part with a big explosion, and I started screaming at the top of my lungs, then everything went silent...then it went back to normal.  It was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* At Kid Country Toys, we grabbed army helmets and guns, and started acting like we were in a war.  Then I bought a cap gun, and shot it in Jared&apos;s ear.  It was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* We were playing atari games at a stall at the mall, and every time I would win, I went &apos;w00t!&apos; really loud.  It was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s bound to be more things we did, but I can&apos;t think of &apos;em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna talk to Sabre.  :0(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, alas, Ima go again.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Aug 2004 13:53:08 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Just like every morning, woke up at 3 for some odd reason, fell asleep, and woke up again at 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- Happens every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if that&apos;s good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven&apos;t found out already, I&apos;m going back out with Sabre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- Maybe that&apos;ll help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The agenda for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Get dropped off at K-mart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Meet Dustin and Brandon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Walk over to McDonalds for a quick snack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Wait for Jared and his mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Go to movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Afterwards, go to mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Buy random stuff I don&apos;t need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Bitch at game store manager for not having Fable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Shady Zone]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Take Dustin/Brandon home, go to Jareds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Stay &apos;til tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the shady zone, I&apos;m not sure.  I&apos;ll pro&apos;ly just come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think playing that long note at the end of Ciera is building abs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For you people that know the note scale)  It&apos;s a high C, just above the scale.  And I have to hold it for 3 counts of 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- That hurt&apos;s.  Not even Jarrod can hold it that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anywho...I think Ima go for now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Aug 2004 23:53:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Just updating with more crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve got an appointment with a gastroendologist Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- Maybe they&apos;ll finally find out whats wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, in the end, I&apos;ll probably end up with a nice battle scar.  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike most people, I consider scars trophies, or a mark to help you remember important events, or even a token of pride and honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- That&apos;s why, if I ever injure myself, I try and make it into a scar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve finally talked to someone about everything that&apos;s been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- That helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not sure if I should call Stephanie or not.  I want to, but a part of me thinks it&apos;d be best not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like taking a shower to cool down, but I&apos;m waiting on people to get back from there state of being away.  (GRR!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goin&apos; to see Alien vs. Predator tomorrow, and hopefully Stephanie will want to do something Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- I wish I could get a chance to just sit down and talk with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re getting further and further away from eachother, and it&apos;s killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not sure if I&apos;m looking forward to school starting or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- Sure, I&apos;d like to get to see all my &apos;friends,&apos; but I&apos;m not looking forward to the mocking and rumors that come with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this year will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t think of anything else to update with.  More later.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Aug 2004 23:30:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Blind Guardian = The greatest band in the world</description>
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  <lj:music>Blind Guardian - The Curse of Feanor</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Blind Guardian - The Curse of Feanor</media:title>
  <lj:mood>Well enough</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Aug 2004 18:47:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A Tom Original</title>
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  <description>[Do NOT steal!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could choose one part of me to represent you, (Ex. Billy is my left knee; Judy is my patience.) What would you be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply type &quot;I&apos;d be _____!&quot; or whatever.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Aug 2004 18:43:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A Tom Original</title>
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  <description>Teh first!  To answer, post a comment.  [Do NOT steal!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to die in the next 24 hours, what would you tell me before I left for good?  Type it as you would say it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ex. &quot;I like pie.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you&apos;d choose not to tell me anything before I&apos;d die, post the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nothing.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your participation!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Aug 2004 18:39:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Yes, finally updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m getting new floor in the study, so there&apos;s been no computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I&apos;m at my grandma&apos;s.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band camp was ok.  Miserable, but ok.  I got sunburn on my nose, and when you look at where I&apos;m not tanned, you can tell I&apos;m yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie is mad at me.  I told her I&apos;m fine with it, but she keeps dragging on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- I&apos;m seriously fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could talk to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goin&apos; to see a movie with Jared, Dustin, and Brandon tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I&apos;ll see if Steph wants to come over Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- I need to talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worry about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dustin discovered a band called &apos;Blind Guardian,&apos; and I fell in love.  That band, kicks so much ass, it&apos;s not even funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish Stephanie would talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not sure if I&apos;m gonna bother tryin&apos; to start another relationship or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- Sure, it&apos;ll help me forget Steph, but I don&apos;t want to forget her.  She&apos;s influenced me so much, nothing would make sense for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Not to be annoying or to start anything.) But for my own entertainment, and to give me somethin&apos; to type, I&apos;m gonna try and make a list of things about me influenced by her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* My hair.  If it weren&apos;t for her, it&apos;d be shaved, or I&apos;d have a &apos;hock.  (Which I&apos;m planning on doing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Band.  I wouldn&apos;t be in band if she hadn&apos;t convinced me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Self-respect.  If not for her, I&apos;d hurt myself for fun every time I&apos;d turn around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If not for her, I wouldn&apos;t have anyone to talk to.  (No offense to anyone.)  But she&apos;s the only one I can trust, and actually tell everything to.  (except for like...1 person.) *coughBiancacough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* My temper. If not for her, I&apos;d hurt my little brother when he got on my nerves, and I don&apos;t yell nearly as much as I used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I used to care what people thought of me.  But now, she&apos;s helped me be open to doing what I feel like doing, and not doing whats expected of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that&apos;s just in a moment of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Usually I don&apos;t make things like this public, but...I started crying remembering everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I&apos;m pitiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know those LJ thingers that people post in their journals and fill out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-- I&apos;m going to make a series of those for people that read my lj to fill out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^--- Please, do NOT steal these!  They are thought of by me, and I&apos;d like them to stay mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll start posting them after this entry, and if is a Tom origional, it will say so in the subject line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Ima go.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Aug 2004 14:51:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Everyone&apos;s asking &apos;What are you going to do?&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom hates me, I seriously don&apos;t want to go to band camp, I can&apos;t stop thinking about Stephanie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wish I could talk to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know what to do.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Aug 2004 02:06:11 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>If there is one person you can&apos;t stop thinking about, post this same exact sentence in your journal.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Aug 2004 01:34:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Warm body &lt;br&gt;hot cross&lt;br&gt;wrong judgment&lt;br&gt;cold grave&lt;br&gt;I now lie on the cross&lt;br&gt;they hammer nails into me&lt;br&gt;the fire purifies the soul&lt;br&gt;and remaining is a mouthful of&lt;br&gt;ashes&lt;br&gt;I will return&lt;br&gt;in ten days&lt;br&gt;as your shadow&lt;br&gt;and I will hunt you down&lt;br&gt;Secretly I will rise from the dead&lt;br&gt;and you will plead for mercy&lt;br&gt;then I will kneel in your face&lt;br&gt;and stick my finger in the ashes&lt;br&gt;Ashes to ashes&lt;br&gt;and dust to dust&lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Aug 2004 01:14:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Steph&apos;ll never forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for having &apos;friend&apos;s.&apos;  All they do is ruin everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:0(</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Aug 2004 00:12:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Entry Dedicated Entirely to Reba.</title>
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  <description>Reba, just stop. It isn&apos;t your business. You aren&apos;t helping, you&apos;re making the situation worse. I&apos;ve tried being nice, but that apparently isn&apos;t working. Leave me alone, leave Stephanie alone, stay out of my business. You may have had the best intentions, but I seriously don&apos;t appreciate what you&apos;re doing. I still love her, and she doesn&apos;t deserve this! You keep bringing her down, and that brings me down, and now thanks to you and your intentions, I&apos;m even worse than before! Today, I was happy. Why? I was with Stephanie. Don&apos;t like that? Get over it. Stephanie may not feel the same for me, but That doesn&apos;t change the fact that I love her. I never had the balls to tell you the shut up, but now I do, so SHUT UP! My life is ruined, and it&apos;s your fault. Not Stephanie&apos;s, yours. Stephanie and I were happy. But you butted in, and now we&apos;re both miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t do me any more favors.</description>
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