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  <title>Meet me in outerspace.</title>
  <subtitle>I will hold you close if you're afraid of heights.</subtitle>
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  <updated>2006-06-10T08:33:35Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfactionofhate:18823</id>
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    <title>Man, am I tired.</title>
    <published>2006-06-10T08:33:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-10T08:33:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Silence.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I can't believe I remembered my password for this dumb thing.&lt;br /&gt;My God, it's been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need rest.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfactionofhate:18347</id>
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    <title>Sucker love is heaven sent.</title>
    <published>2006-02-06T03:39:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-06T03:39:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Placebo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;ATTN: MICHAEL'S IS NOW HIRING.&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, SOMEONE APPLY SO YOU CAN KEEP ME COMPANY.&lt;br /&gt;KTHX. &amp;lt;3&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that anyone really reads this thing anyway.&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't bother me.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling really... down lately.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's just one of those phases I'm going through.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah. School will suck tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, last night I had a dream that I was in a car crash.&lt;br /&gt;I think I died.&lt;br /&gt;It was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm out.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfactionofhate:18055</id>
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    <title>Take it as a threat; or better yet, it is a promise.</title>
    <published>2006-01-27T22:56:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-27T22:57:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Em.Ess.Eye.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This is an update just for the sake of updating.&lt;br /&gt;I really have no cool stories to tell or information to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. I just got the eyeshadows I ordered on-line.&lt;br /&gt;And one of them is purple.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S CALLED BLUE ORCHID. WHY IS IT PURPLE???&lt;br /&gt;/random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need... a hobby.&lt;br /&gt;Something that is actually productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOCKEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is it. I will take up hockey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we're all out of time, kids.&lt;br /&gt;See you next week.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfactionofhate:17598</id>
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    <title>xfactionofhate @ 2006-01-11T19:03:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-12T01:18:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-12T01:18:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mae</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, English sucked today.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I DIDN'T FUCKING HEAR YOU WHEN YOU ANNOUNCED THAT WE HAD A QUIZ.&lt;br /&gt;And that timed writing? FUCK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;But, anyways, how are all of you?&lt;br /&gt;I'm... okay.&lt;br /&gt;I find it funny (read: horrible) that I did worse on this year's PSAT than last year's. =/&lt;br /&gt;But, fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;I might be switching into Digital Photography... no more Child Development! Thank Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll get to have B lunch back avec Mooney, Ashley, Sarah, and James. Wee!&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer a vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gasps from the crowd*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>We're running out of alibis.</title>
    <published>2006-01-10T00:55:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-10T00:57:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Placebo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I never update this thing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I don't seem to have the time or the motivation.&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing super exciting I feel like sharing. (Though there have been some crazy nights, let me tell you.)&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty content with my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;Though it feels like there's something missing.&lt;br /&gt;And I might know what that something is...&lt;br /&gt;But, let's talk about other things.&lt;br /&gt;Like the fact that my job has made me more social and friendly. Seriously. When you say hi to the cashier first, there might be something wrong. Well, for me at least.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so creative right now.&lt;br /&gt;I want to paint a picture, I want to write a song, I want to make a shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Something, anything. I might go do that now, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will leave you with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The (Incomplete) List of Why Britain is Cooler Than Us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a) Centre &amp;gt; Center&lt;br /&gt;    b) Colour &amp;gt; Color&lt;br /&gt;    c) Paedophile &amp;gt; Pedophile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Maths &amp;gt; Math&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, doesn’t that just sound much better? And it makes sense as well ---&amp;gt; &lt;b&gt;Math&lt;/b&gt;ematic&lt;b&gt;s&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Arse and shite. &amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 Luna</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfactionofhate:17105</id>
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    <title>Fuck, I'd give you anything...</title>
    <published>2005-12-28T12:11:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-28T12:11:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Dresden Dolls</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It is currently six in the a.m. and I absolutely cannot sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ, do I want to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;That whole being sick thing completely threw my body out of whack.&lt;br /&gt;I seem to actually need 8+ hours of sleep now. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;I've had a horrible cough and minor fever all day.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping this is a sign I'm getting better... because I don't think I could stand one more day of &lt;i&gt;hacking up phlegm every few minutes&lt;/i&gt;. Gross.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking cough... I feel like I'm one step away from depositing my intestines all over this lovely computer screen.&lt;br /&gt;That would be absolutely horrible. I'd have to get my sick mum (three guesses to how she got sick) to clean it up for me. Poor dear.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I've completely wasted today. &lt;br /&gt;Sleep, internet, television, eat, television, internet.&lt;br /&gt;God, will I be glad to get out tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;My hair is a horrible shade of orange mixed with dark brown right now. Methinks I shall bleach it again soon and make it all one even colour. Though I'm not too sure orange/red suits me. Oh well?&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing my glasses right now. Which is crazy since they are broken and make me paranoid about my ears being uneven. (I swear to you they are. Fucking vision problems... I blame you for my paranoia and the dent in my nose!) Anyway, I'm just wearing them because my contacts were being a right pain in the arse, but now I'm starting to think I like the way I look in them. They make me seem... nerdy? Different? I don't know, but I need to get them fixed soon.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, I've written a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's only one solution to that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v287/death_of_tuesday/TFP2.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just reminds me of Miss Mooney telling me I have an addiction to tacos.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v287/death_of_tuesday/Kittens3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just really bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfactionofhate:16697</id>
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    <title>Fuck you, baby Jesus.</title>
    <published>2005-12-26T02:00:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-26T02:00:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Reverie Sound Revue</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, every year around Christmas I realize how much hate I've been harboring for all these fucking holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me if I'm not cheery enough right now.&lt;br /&gt;My temperature just broke 103, and I'm just a tiny bit cranky.&lt;br /&gt;I can't fall asleep, I can't make up my mind whether I'm hot or cold, and I CAN'T GO FUCKING AFTER-CHRISTMAS SHOPPING TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;Every single year I've been sick for this holiday (save maybe one or two times.) &lt;br /&gt;Isn't that a bitch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe everything does happen for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe I deserve this.</content>
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    <title>A million words, but nothing is spoken.</title>
    <published>2005-12-12T00:58:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-12T01:00:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>KMFDM</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, this weekend has been crazy eventful.&lt;br /&gt;Went to see the Chronicles of Narnia with my mum. SUCH a good movie.&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping and bought CD's, mangas, and drawing stuff. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with people.&lt;br /&gt;And, yeah, pretty fun, I guess. I fear exams soo much. And I'm not going to have much time to study for my Pre-Cal and French exams tomorrow since I work until close. :sadface:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah... I almost fainted yesterday at work.&lt;br /&gt;True story.&lt;br /&gt;I just started feeling like I was going to black out and got really sweaty. The good thing about it? I got to have an hour break while I rested and everyone was super nice to me (not like they aren't all the time). I think I might have almost blacked out from a mix of little sleep, no breakfast, and dehydration. At least I'm hoping that is it. I go to the doctor soon, so, we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think it's time for a work rant:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, at about 3:00 (I got off near 6), the machines at work decided to stop accepting debit cards. Of course this is not good, seeing as how EVERYONE wanted to pay with credit cards. I had a lovely 20 minutes of having to do everything manually until I was given an authorization code by one of the lovely FES‘. The credit cards still took about 2 minutes of processing each and when you have a constant stream of people (with about 6 people in line AT ALL TIMES), things get messy. In conclusion, on days like these, I really wouldn’t mind a shot to the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, just some general things I have to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To finish your return, I need a manager’s key. I do know what I am doing, so don’t get all high and mighty when you think I need a manager’s assistance because I am simply inadequate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do NOT write your information down on your check. There is a certain order I put your information in, so don’t even try to put in down because you think you are saving time. If you do, I will fucking scratch it out and re-write it, thus wasting you precious seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you drop something on the floor, for God’s sake, PICK IT THE FUCK UP. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. NO, I DON’T SPEAK FUCKING SPANISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/end rant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>As I dive over the finish line....</title>
    <published>2005-12-02T12:15:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-02T12:15:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Reverie Sound Revue</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It's six in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;And I feel absolutely &lt;i&gt;wonderful&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't care less about school, work, anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;I love this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;And I know that it's going to stay for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Everything feels right in the world. Well, in my world at least.&lt;br /&gt;This is all I need.</content>
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    <title>Abortion is like magic... it makes babies disappear!!!</title>
    <published>2005-11-30T07:19:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-30T07:19:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Foo Fighters</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hmm... today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROS:&lt;br /&gt;- Work put me in an oddly cheery mood (I swear it's the Christmas music) and I got off 30 minutes early.&lt;br /&gt;- My mum bought Mr. and Mrs. Smith.&lt;br /&gt;- Talked to Mr. Annette.&lt;br /&gt;- I finally found some Carmex. And bought myself some new liquid eyeliner and a cool Sudoku book. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONS:&lt;br /&gt;- Didn't do my French homework. (How the fuck was I supposed to remember over the break??)&lt;br /&gt;- Felt odd most of the day. &lt;br /&gt;- Lost the folder with my Pre-Cal homework in it. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now I'm eating "buffalo wings" and watching X-Files. Sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;Though, something is not right.&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have that feeling in my stomach that usually signals nervousness. I've been feeling this way for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to make of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/ Maybe I need to sleep more.</content>
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    <title>And we'll take a trip to paradise.</title>
    <published>2005-11-28T09:05:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-28T09:07:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>42 Minute Dive</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I should be doing my English project.&lt;br /&gt;... but I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;Procrastination like a mother fucker.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I'm here to talk about... things.&lt;br /&gt;Like the fact that I haven't been able to sleep well lately.&lt;br /&gt;Right before I go to sleep, all I seem to see are random images in my mind. It's complete chaos. It makes trying to fall asleep a pain in the arse. &lt;br /&gt;Why can't my mind be normal for once? Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Mmm... I haven't eaten all day, yet I am not remotely hungry. Straaange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is no longer Mooney's birthday. &lt;br /&gt;We both had fun at the mall on Saturday, though.&lt;br /&gt;What with trying on sunglasses and hats and buying things. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;And I got a Harry Potter poster! Ah, Viktor Krum... *swoon*&lt;br /&gt;We also had fun being complete dorks (me, mostly). &lt;br /&gt;Like when I thought I left my phone outside:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where's my phone??"&lt;br /&gt;*Sarah goes to look for it*&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, wait... I'm talking on it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v287/death_of_tuesday/Sarah_Cool.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v287/death_of_tuesday/Me_What.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I don't smile. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Just listen to me.</title>
    <published>2005-11-24T02:41:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-24T02:43:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>South Park, dude.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have been sleeping far too much lately.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly thanks to late nights spent watching X-Files.&lt;br /&gt;I swear, if someone can find me an X-Files t-shirt, I will love you forever. And possibly give you sexual favours. Or something.&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to get my hair cut. It's only about an inch shorter, though. I also dyed it black because... I'm awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I get to have two Thanksgiving dinners. &lt;br /&gt;Uh... yay?&lt;br /&gt;At least I have a cool vegetarian chicken breast thing. (I've never really cared for turkey.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm gonna go eat some macaroni now.&lt;br /&gt;Mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v287/death_of_tuesday/my-dad-can-beat.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tee-hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v287/death_of_tuesday/lame.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really random drawing thing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Gee golly, miss Molly.</title>
    <published>2005-11-20T05:27:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-20T05:30:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>SNL is on.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">P.A.T.I.E.N.C.E.&lt;br /&gt;Please, everyone, learn how to be patient.&lt;br /&gt;Especially if you are going to be in my checkout line and can't wait 2 fucking minutes for me to finish your return.&lt;br /&gt;Bitches.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've seen Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire twice already.&lt;br /&gt;And I want to go see it again.&lt;br /&gt;Soooo cool.&lt;br /&gt;Though, they did leave out &lt;b&gt;a lot&lt;/b&gt; of sub-plots and scenes from the book.&lt;br /&gt;But, oh well, it was still awesome.&lt;br /&gt;And the guy who plays Viktor Krum = teh sex.&lt;br /&gt;I would make a dirty broom related joke here, but, that's for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASDLKJNASDJHS. No school this week!! =)&lt;br /&gt;I get to lay around, gain five more pounds, watch anime, and earn extra moneys at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCORE.</content>
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    <title>Jet black. The blood that's in your veins.</title>
    <published>2005-11-16T22:46:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-16T22:46:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Thursday</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today I have really felt like just going off on someone. Just... anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Myself mostly, though.&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m starting to drive myself insane again.&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking without stopping and I can’t get myself to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;I’m really unbearable at times. The little voice in my head keeps speaking, but I want it to just go away.&lt;br /&gt;My brain failed me during math today when I couldn’t remember the fucking decay formula. Way to go, self! You forgot the easiest fucking thing!&lt;br /&gt;Everything has been bothering me lately. School, mostly.&lt;br /&gt;So, I’m just going to give a big “FUCK YOU” to everyone/everything that has pissed me off lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I feel a teensy bit better now.&lt;br /&gt;TNT played 3 (or more?) episodes of The X Files (sans David Duchovny :sadface:) last night. Needless to say, I didn’t get much sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up singing Joy Division’s “Love Will Tear Us Apart”. I found it pretty amusing.&lt;br /&gt;I need to go to the library today.&lt;br /&gt;And do 56734 other things.&lt;br /&gt;Le sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just two more days.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfactionofhate:14426</id>
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    <title>'Cause you, you want nothing to do with me.</title>
    <published>2005-11-16T03:34:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-16T03:57:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Caliban</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Evidently, according to my co-workers, I can totally pass for eighteen. Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I stayed home from school today.&lt;br /&gt;I basically slept, ate, and watched American History X (Edward Norton makes one hot skin head :ohmy:).&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping when I don't feel well seems to give me the strangest fucking dreams. I'm beginning to despise sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or has this year gone by really fast?&lt;br /&gt;I want nothing more than 2006 to come. It will hopefully be a better year. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot why I wanted to update this thing. I really have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wait: Who wants to come with me to &lt;i&gt;the midnight showing of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire&lt;/i&gt; on Thursday? Any takers??&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think I'm going to go make a mix CD and perhaps draw a funny image to add to this entry.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfactionofhate:13927</id>
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    <title>Bumblebees.</title>
    <published>2005-11-10T19:48:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-10T19:51:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Shut up, all of you.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, I am in Creative Writing right now... and I am quite bored.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I am going to make a nifty eljay entry.&lt;br /&gt;Because I am awesome like that.&lt;br /&gt;Just had lunch with Sarah and HOLY SHIT, I AM A FREAK MAGNET. This kid came up to us, talked about bumblebees, claimed to be the Devil, and ran around to a group of people where the words "Hail Satan" could be heard issuing from his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah and I quickly walked away to hide in the theatre bathrooms.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, my day has been quite dull.&lt;br /&gt;I just want this day to enddddd.&lt;br /&gt;But, I have work later, which will probably cause my day to go by 3421 times slower.&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling really... mean lately.&lt;br /&gt;I really just want to do something bad, destroy someone verbally, ruin someone's life. I don't quite understand why I feel this way, but I know that I'm going to have to do &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; before I absolutely explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a victim.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfactionofhate:13823</id>
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    <title>Are you satisfied?</title>
    <published>2005-11-08T23:35:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-08T23:35:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Metallica - King Nothing (KMFDM remix!!!)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, Saturday was my first day at &lt;i&gt;my new job&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm cool.&lt;br /&gt;The job itself is... kinda boring? But I get to be obsessive compulsive and straighten and clean things. Funfun!&lt;br /&gt;I also learned that I am slightly dyslexic. (Not really, but whatevs.) I kept saying the wrong change amount to people. It got annoying.&lt;br /&gt;I have so much school work to do/make up. :sadface:&lt;br /&gt;I wish I didn't procrastinate so god damn much.&lt;br /&gt;But... it's okay. Because I'm starting to become apathetic to everything.&lt;br /&gt;Which, to me, is a very good thing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just starting to not give a shit about anything.&lt;br /&gt;And it's grand.&lt;br /&gt;I want.... to fucking dye my hair. Either black or that reddish-orange colour I had at the beginning of school. Any opinions, guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a chaaange.&lt;br /&gt;Again.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfactionofhate:13533</id>
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    <title>Scream at me until my ears bleed.</title>
    <published>2005-11-04T00:56:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-04T04:47:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Green Day</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, there's this voice mail on my phone that says I won a cruise for my spouse and I to go to the Caribbean...&lt;br /&gt;What.the.fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Though, a cruise would be super awesome right now.&lt;br /&gt;This week has gone by kinda fast, which is very good. Though, my procrastination is killing me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy singing. A lot. My voice may suck, but, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;What I really want to do is learn to play the cello. Oh, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citizen Kane is a bad ass movie. I think my favourite part would have to be when Charles slaps Susan and then she says, "Don't tell me you're sorry."&lt;br /&gt;And what does he reply?? "I'm &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; sorry."&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should get to working on my Creative Writing stories... or just go watch Beetlejuice again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose the latter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v287/death_of_tuesday/sudoku2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, that's my new obsession. I don't feel like explaining what it is, so, go here: &lt;a href="http://www.websudoku.com"&gt;http://www.websudoku.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;In simple terms, it's a numbers game. A &lt;i&gt;fun&lt;/i&gt; numbers game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. My new background &amp; layout are kick ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfactionofhate:12860</id>
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    <title>My hands smell like photography chemicals.</title>
    <published>2005-10-28T22:45:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-28T22:47:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Something Corporate</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:x: name = Luna.&lt;br /&gt;:x: piercings = Three on my left ear, four on my right, my lip, and my belly button.&lt;br /&gt;:x: tattoos = None.&lt;br /&gt;:x: height = 5'4"&lt;br /&gt;:x: hair color = Reddish brown at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;:x: siblings = One half brother and countless step siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST...&lt;br /&gt;:x: movie you rented = I haven’t rented a movie in a looong time.&lt;br /&gt;:x: movie you bought = Sin City.&lt;br /&gt;:x: song you listened to = The Dresden Dolls “Missed Me”&lt;br /&gt;:x: song that was stuck in your head = I was singing Angels We Have Heard On High earlier.&lt;br /&gt;:x: cd you bought = Erm... KMFDM’s “Hau Ruck”.&lt;br /&gt;:x: cd you listened to = AFI probably.&lt;br /&gt;:x: person you've called = My mum.&lt;br /&gt;:x: person that's called you = My mum.&lt;br /&gt;:x: tv show you've watched = I watched music videos this morning.&lt;br /&gt;:x: person you were thinking of = EH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO...&lt;br /&gt;:x: you have a crush on someone = Sure?&lt;br /&gt;:x: you wish you could live somewhere else = Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;:x: you think about suicide = Not lately.&lt;br /&gt;:x: you believe in online dating = Lame sauce.&lt;br /&gt;:x: others find you attractive = How am I to know?? (Most likely no.)&lt;br /&gt;:x: you want more piercings = Yes.... I want four more ear piercings (maybe an orbital), the other side of my lip, and my septum.&lt;br /&gt;:x: you like cleaning = Depends on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;:x: you like roller coasters = Of course!&lt;br /&gt;:x: you write in cursive or print = A mix between the two most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR OR AGAINST...&lt;br /&gt;:x: long distance relationships: Don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;:x: suicide: Against... unless the person is really fucking stupid.&lt;br /&gt;:x: killing people: Just call it “euthanization”.&lt;br /&gt;:x: teenage smoking: For. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;:x: driving drunk: Against.&lt;br /&gt;:x: gay/lesbian relationships: For.&lt;br /&gt;:x: soap operas: Against.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT...&lt;br /&gt;:x: shampoo do you use: Anything that smells good.&lt;br /&gt;:x: shoes do you wear: Converse and Vans.&lt;br /&gt;:x: are you scared of = Death, sometimes... other times, failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number....&lt;br /&gt;:x: of times I have had my heart broken= If I had my heart broken, I wouldn’t be alive right now, silly.&lt;br /&gt;:x: of boys I have kissed = Wouldn’t you like to know.&lt;br /&gt;:x: of people I would classify as true, could trust with my life type friends? Probably two.&lt;br /&gt;:x: of times my name has appeared in the newspaper? None. =(&lt;br /&gt;:x: of scars on my body? Lots? Mostly from Daisy... bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU THINK YOU ARE...&lt;br /&gt;:x: pretty? Not really.&lt;br /&gt;:x: funny? I’m a laugh riot.&lt;br /&gt;:x: hot? I’m quite cold right now. &lt;br /&gt;:x: friendly? Mostly, yeah. &lt;br /&gt;:x: amusing? Quite.&lt;br /&gt;:x: ugly? Not horribly.&lt;br /&gt;:x: loveable? Erm...&lt;br /&gt;:x: caring? Hah.&lt;br /&gt;:x: sweet? I taste like sugar.&lt;br /&gt;:x: dorky? Probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE:&lt;br /&gt;:x: word: Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;:x: actor/actress: Cristina Ricci is pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;:x: band: AFI, yo.&lt;br /&gt;:x: candy: Sour Patch Kids.&lt;br /&gt;:x: cartoon: Too many.&lt;br /&gt;:x: cereal: Cocoa Crispies.&lt;br /&gt;:x: chewing gum: My Nihilist flavour-less gum. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;:x: color(s): Red... and green. Like Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;:x: color nail polish = Black and that green/blue one I have.&lt;br /&gt;:x: day of week: Saturday&lt;br /&gt;:x: jewelry: My choker necklace and ankh ring.&lt;br /&gt;:x: song: At the moment, Joy Division’s “Love Will Tear Us Apart”&lt;br /&gt;:x: special skills/talents: I’m talent-less.&lt;br /&gt;:x: trampolines or swimming pools: Trampolines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|| Friendship/Love ||&lt;br /&gt;:x: Do you believe in love at first sight?: Or do I have to walk by you again? (To answer the question: No.)&lt;br /&gt;:x: Do you want children one day &amp; if so, how many?: I don’t want annnnnyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|| You ||&lt;br /&gt;:x: Nickname(s): Luna&lt;br /&gt;:x: How old do you look?: Sixteen?&lt;br /&gt;:x: Glasses/Contacts: I wear both... I need new glasses though.&lt;br /&gt;:x: Braces: Had them in elementary school.&lt;br /&gt;:x: Do you have any pets?: Daisy, cat extraordinaire.&lt;br /&gt;:x: You get embarrassed: Sometimes, but not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|| Finish the sentence: ||&lt;br /&gt;:x: I Miss: James!&lt;br /&gt;:x: I Wish: I had a million bucks.&lt;br /&gt;:x: I Hope: I get out of Texas next year...&lt;br /&gt;:x: I'm Annoyed by: You.&lt;br /&gt;:x: I Am: procrastinating at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;:x: I Want to Be: able to scream-sing.&lt;br /&gt;:x: I'd Rather be: outside.&lt;br /&gt;:x: I Am Tired of: stressing over school.&lt;br /&gt;:x: I Will Always be: awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfactionofhate:12662</id>
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    <title>...the knife wants to slit me. Do you think you can help me?</title>
    <published>2005-10-24T03:26:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-25T02:16:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Smiths</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I barely ever post text-only eljay entries anymore.&lt;br /&gt;BUT.... This will be one!&lt;br /&gt;Hoorah.&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was... eh?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I've just been really down lately.&lt;br /&gt;It fucking sucks. I hate being in a fucking bad mood all the time, pretending to be happy, pretending that everything is fine. Well, fuck you; it's not.&lt;br /&gt;/end rant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow my mum has to take my phone to get it fixed... which sucks. Evidently, my battery has been slowly corroding for some time now.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm not going to have a working phone for God knows when.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, do not try to call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm putting off writing my huge archetype essay... that is due tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I just fucking suck lately.&lt;br /&gt;If only I could move away to England for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so invisible sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********** EDIT:&lt;br /&gt;My phone is up and working again if anyone cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Garlic bread is disgusting.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfactionofhate:12338</id>
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    <title>You hate yourself, you do....</title>
    <published>2005-10-20T00:46:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-20T00:48:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Queens of the Stone Age</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v287/death_of_tuesday/CD.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ That sucked... and this next picture sums up my feelings on not only that, but a lot of things lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v287/death_of_tuesday/WTF.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU, CD.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU, HISTORY.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU, FRENCH.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU, LAUREN BRIDGEWATER.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU, MOODINESS.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU, CREATIVE WRITING.&lt;br /&gt;FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait... that's not it.&lt;br /&gt;These pictures will make me feel better. (And should be worth a laugh or two for you guys.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v287/death_of_tuesday/fatality.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, he's dead, whatever, it's still funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v287/death_of_tuesday/hott.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D Yeah, that's Bill Gates.&lt;br /&gt;It's like a computer nerd's wet dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>... all that I know is isolation.</title>
    <published>2005-10-13T05:08:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-13T05:11:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>A.F.I.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v287/death_of_tuesday/PSAT.jpg"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;PSAT's were okay, really. But, fuck, I hate math.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v287/death_of_tuesday/SARAH.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Driving with Sarah is fun... especially when she (we) sing stupid songs and I laugh at her for silly things.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v287/death_of_tuesday/RANDOM.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Random pictures that were part of my day as well! Chai tea! Marth! Davey Havok! Evil squirrels! 

&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow is going to blow/maybe be cool. Who knows? &lt;br&gt;
I have to make up a test, do a morning detention, fill out paperwork for my job... blah. &lt;br&gt;
School might suck, but there's always after school to look forward to. &lt;br&gt;
At least that's what I'll tell myself. &lt;br&gt;
Damn... I have to finish translating some French in a bit. &lt;br&gt;
Hope all of you are well. &lt;br&gt;
I have work to do! &lt;br&gt;
Good night. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>I've got an F and a C and I got a K too and the only thing that's missing is a bitch like you.</title>
    <published>2005-10-07T03:06:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-07T03:09:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Chick flicks suck.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, I didn’t get to finish my Pre-Cal test today... which most likely means I failed it.&lt;br /&gt;I have to make up a history test tomorrow morning... which means I won’t be able to retake that French test I got a 79 on. &lt;br /&gt;I’m falling behind in English. I completely bombed the Unit Test, I just know it. &lt;br /&gt;AGASDFHASJFH. &lt;br /&gt;Why is nothing going right?? &lt;br /&gt;This isn't me whining. Really. &lt;br /&gt;I've felt so stressed out recently and I have no clue why. &lt;br /&gt;I've been really fucking irritable, too. &lt;br /&gt;I need people to be mean to... stat. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know. Lately I've felt like being a really horrible person and just telling most people I come in contact with to fuck off. &lt;br /&gt;I know for a fact that if I keep bottling up this feeling, it's going to burst out in a very ugly way. &lt;br /&gt;Shitfuckbitchtwatarse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, today my mum went to the dentist's to get work done on her teeth. She came back with a bottle of Vicodin and the left side of her mouth numb. Now, this in itself is funny, but, when she tried to say "tomorrow" and it came out "tuhmurr", I simply had to drop my angsty-teen pretense and burst out laughing. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, my, was it hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;You know what's also hilarious?? &lt;br /&gt;This: &lt;a href="http://pokeshake.ytmnd.com/"&gt;http://pokeshake.ytmnd.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, I need a life.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xfactionofhate:11476</id>
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    <title>Chick-chicki-boom!</title>
    <published>2005-10-03T05:26:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-03T05:26:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Mask is on!!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This weekend:&lt;br /&gt;- I got little sleep.&lt;br /&gt;- My mum bought liquor.&lt;br /&gt;- I got the sixth Full Metal Panic manga, a new CD, and the new Family Guy movie.&lt;br /&gt;- My appetite once again decreased.&lt;br /&gt;- I saw Corpse Bride. (Which is a lovely film.)&lt;br /&gt;- I got hit with a BB gun... several times.&lt;br /&gt;- I ate yummy falafel.&lt;br /&gt;- I didn't study for my big English Unit Test. (:sadface:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I must go consume large amounts of caffeine so I can study for English and finish that drawing I was working on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night night.</content>
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    <title>Well, where were you?</title>
    <published>2005-09-29T22:11:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-29T22:17:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Coheed and Cambria</lj:music>
    <content type="html">OH EM GEE, TODAY HAS BEEN THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it really hasn't, but, 'tevs.&lt;br /&gt;Today has actually been okay.&lt;br /&gt;Besides the fact that I can't breathe and/or taste anything right now because of my fucking allergies.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot!&lt;br /&gt;But, yeah, I think I failed my Chem test today... or at least got a C on it.&lt;br /&gt;Which is UNACCEPTABLE.&lt;br /&gt;I should go in tomorrow morning to make up my French test... because I can't stand having low grades in classes that I actually like and put effort into.&lt;br /&gt;Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;I feel a headache coming on.&lt;br /&gt;Lilly and I had a wonderful idea to change the school colours to maroon and neon yellow and have a weasel as our mascot. &lt;br /&gt;I think we should petition for this change.&lt;br /&gt;Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I need to go lay down now because I feel odd.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I will leave you with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v287/death_of_tuesday/sascha.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know who he is, look it up.&lt;br /&gt;And I will give you a brownie.&lt;br /&gt;I will also give you a brownie if you can tell me the name of the person in my background.&lt;br /&gt;Now... GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. This is the site you can get your very own marriage certificate at: &lt;a href="http://livewed.com"&gt;http://livewed.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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