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  <pubDate>Sun, 29 Feb 2004 05:08:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Mmmm....asian.</title>
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  <description>&lt;h2&gt;You Should Date A Japanese Guy!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re an interesting blend of traditonal and modern&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a Japanese guy is likely to be on your wavelength&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you&apos;ll show your love by dying your hair the same color&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or get married in a traditional white kimono!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.yournewromance.com/foreignguyquiz.html&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which Foreign Guy Should You Date? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.yournewromance.com/&quot;&gt;Find the Love of Your Life &lt;br /&gt;(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.com/numbersexquiz.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.net/seven-people.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;seven people&quot; width=&quot;150&quot; height=&quot;150&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You Will Have Sex With 7 People!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, you&apos;re a relationship skipper&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you&apos;lle rack up a lot of your partners via serial monogamy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a couple of those partners will be pure experimentation&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a guy, you&apos;re about average... for a girl, a little wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.com/numbersexquiz.html&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;+1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;How Many People Will You Have Sex With?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.com/&quot;&gt;More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::laughs:: uh...sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.com/foreplayquiz.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.net/footsie.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;footsie&quot; width=&quot;150&quot; height=&quot;150&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You are Footsie&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re into turning your partner on...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you just like to keep it on the down low.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get things totally fired up - without anyone the wiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work your foreplay technique everywhere&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From family dinners to work meetings.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s all good - as long as you keep your foot in the right crotch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.com/foreplayquiz.html&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;+1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Kind of Foreplay Are *You*?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.com/&quot;&gt;More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::laughs some more::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.com/flirtquiz.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.net/professional-flirt.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;professional flirt&quot; width=&quot;150&quot; height=&quot;150&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;h2&gt;You are a &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.com/professionalflirt.html&quot;&gt;PROFESSIONAL Flirt&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you need is a bedroom to change clothes in, and out comes – Superflirt!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re always successful and you always get your man.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s because you have oodles of experience.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you flirt full-time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it paid in dollars, you’d be a rich woman.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it pays in other ways and you’ve got the jewelry to prove it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re proud of your professional accomplishments, including the long trail of wounded men in your wake.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody does it better, Honey. And don’t you forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.com/flirtquiz.html&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;+1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Kind of Flirt Are *You*?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.com/&quot;&gt;More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I haven&apos;t updated in..um..forever.  But yeah, I&apos;ve been doing pretty well, imo.  Still sucking in school, meh.  But overall, yeah, I&apos;m well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, this feeling rocks ass.  I need to do this more often.  Dunno how much it&apos;s worth though :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some ass right about now.  Any takers?</description>
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  <lj:music>Riyu Kosaka-Shooting Star</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Riyu Kosaka-Shooting Star</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2004 06:46:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I don&apos;t wanna say I&apos;m sorry.</title>
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  <description>&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;form action=&quot;http://memegen.deskslave.org/viewmeme.pl?un=crash_and_burn&amp;amp;meme=1074622752&quot; method=&quot;POST&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=&quot;2&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;Get to know the REAL you by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/~crash_and_burn&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;crash_and_burn&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;Your Name&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;Your Name&quot; value=&quot;Alexandra Izer&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;You Are A:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;Loner&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;Your Favorite Band/Song&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;Nelly - Air Force Ones&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;You Like To Read:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;Biographies/Autobiographies&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;You Firmly Believe In:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;Nudity&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;Everyone Thinks You Are:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;OMG WAY HOTT LOLZ&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;You Were Conceived:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;In a record shop&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;You Will Marry:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;un&quot; value=&quot;crash_and_burn&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;meme&quot; value=&quot;1074622752&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;-1&quot; color=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;Created with &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/quill18/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align:bottom;border:0;&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;quill18&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&apos;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://memegen.deskslave.org/&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;MemeGen 2.0&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.  I thought the security level said &apos;pubic&apos; instead of &apos;public.&apos; ::dies::</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2004 21:42:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m insane, watch out.</title>
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  <description>Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found something out today that disturbed the hell out of me.  Not because of what it was, but the context of it.  My brain is not functional...like at all.  Nicky and I have concluded it&apos;s the zoloft, and that the zoloft must go.  I hate medicine, anyway.  I&apos;m going all natrual soon!  [Excluding the BCP, haha.  Never know when I&apos;ll need that]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, that&apos;s just whack.  Having sex with someone is something you&apos;re supposed to remember.  ::shudders::  Yeah, this has to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head hurts, I&apos;m going to go do homework.  I need to work harder in school, I got practically straight D&apos;s this marking period.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2004 04:25:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Don&apos;t drink Gatorade after brushing your teeth.</title>
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  <description>It doesn&apos;t taste so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been insanely sick the past few days, on my own accord.  I take the blame for destroying my liver.  Gram described what slight liver damage makes you feel like.  Guess who has all of the symptoms?  So if I&apos;m dead next week, blame tylenol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo.  I&apos;m in a kinda negative mood.  I was thinking about drugs, and people tonight.  I thought of Jasmine, and how long it&apos;s been since we&apos;ve spent a night together without the influence of something [the night I went to the lock-in doesn&apos;t count].  It made me really sad because I feel like I&apos;ve lost not only a part of her, but a part of myself.  So I&apos;m making a vow that I&apos;m sure I will break within the next month or so: no more stupid shit.  It&apos;s over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday is the tourney at R3 that Senor Peter told me about a few days ago.  A lot of people are going, which means I would like to go as well.  However, the chances of someone actually being willing to take me are 1 in 2380979374927349732923.  People that can drive are so damned lazy.  It irritates the crap out of me.  ::Scratches head:: Maybe I&apos;ll bug Fi, but she probably wants some downtime and American food to recover from her big trip =D  I would get to actually meet my now-online buddy Geo, who rocks socks.  So that would be super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night is my big, exciting Germany trip meeting.  Wooooo.  I found out today that I am allowed to take my flat iron and hair dryer, so I was very happy about that.  Too bad they have European outlets :o  I&apos;m sure there are adapters for that kind of thing, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t feel so well again, I&apos;ma go lay down some more.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2004 07:18:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A city with no people.</title>
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  <description>Today was pretty decent, except my mother called and wanted to go shopping.  I didn&apos;t get to return her call in time, but I don&apos;t know...I really have no idea what to think of her.  She&apos;s my mother...I mean, she had me at the age of 16, so I&apos;m lucky she didn&apos;t have an abortion or give me up for adoption.  But all the other shit she&apos;s put me through...I really just have no idea what to do.  For the first time since this whole ordeal in May started, I broke down and cried over that as the sole reason.  The first time I&apos;ve cried in a while, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the &lt;i&gt;Chobits&lt;/i&gt; series over the past few days.  It&apos;s amazing...for some reason, I feel like I can connect so deeply to Chii.  She&apos;s searching for the same thing I am and finding similar shit along the way.  Hopefully my story will have a picture-perfect ending, too.  But we have plenty of time for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had someone I could share my emotions with...someone to leap on and throw my arms around in the times of joy, someone&apos;s shoulder to cry on when I&apos;m sad.  I know I have friends..but friends really aren&apos;t the same.  I need &quot;that special someone just for me.&quot;  Too bad they&apos;re probably not in this country, let alone in existance.  Most certainly not in York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it&apos;s long gone now, what Martin once said sticks in my head as what I long for...&lt;i&gt;There are so many of these things I just can&apos;t wait to share with you.&lt;/i&gt; [he wrote it in one of the letters]  That&apos;s all I want...someone to share my experiences with.  The good and the bad.  And to create new ones, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I think about this, the less likely it seems that there will be someone of this repute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someone will someday see me for what I really am-and like what they see.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Jan 2004 06:29:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>JIG-that&apos;s what&apos;s happening!</title>
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  <description>Man, I gained like five pounds.  Does anyone else realise how much ass that sucks?  I&apos;m like...friggin&apos; Rosie O&apos;Donnel with red hair now.  Okay, mebbe not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have midterms this week...midterms blow ass.  Mucho grande ass.  And I&apos;m getting sick. ::busts a cap::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to go to Abingdon this weekend and play THE SEVEN JUMP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  W0000000000000000TACULAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had Ritalin, I&apos;d be cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I&apos;m going to start saving up for one of three things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Graduate next year&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to Japan seniour year&lt;br /&gt;3. Get boob job once out of school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s mostly a toss up between one and two, since if I ever go through puberty, I might inherit boobs.  That&apos;d be awesome.  I mean...boobs, man.  Wow.  Deep thoughts we got goin&apos; down heeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this sick sore throat feeling.  It should go to hell along with the song &quot;Dance Dance Revolution.&quot;  At least I could &apos;move my body&apos; if I wasn&apos;t in so much pain.  Did that make sense?  Nah.  Who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, my LJ has its first fan, Mike.  ::Feels so very loved::.  Too bad this gayass entry won&apos;t be on his fanlist.  Because it&apos;s both gay and has an ass.  Man, I&apos;m so uncreative today.  It blows your mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, man, good stuff here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DarkIris32:  I eventually fell asleep. Rodney and Tikal both claim they were watching pee wee&apos;s big adventure...but I think Tikal was just having an adventure with Rodneys....nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD I love Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have adventures...but not with Rodney, haha.  Or anyone else I can think of for that matter :o  And it doesn&apos;t necessarily have to involve penis, either.  Preferably not.  Just some kinda adventure to break up the monotony.  If I only had a brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verb of the day: jig [thanks to Nicky!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my drawing gets shittier every time I try.  Sarah likes it, but she&apos;s just lying.  Haha.  I wish I could be an art major...I would absolutely love to do my own comic.  But I suck so badly.  I&apos;m guessing maybe if I practice I won&apos;t suck.  But knowing me...yeah, I&apos;ll continue to suck.  Suck like the baby of an emo and a goth.  Whiney bastards.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 10 Jan 2004 04:37:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Good stuff.</title>
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  <description>PreppoFABULOUS: but yeah, he seems like a self centred asshole.  but aren&apos;t we all when it comes down to it?&lt;br /&gt;Nichole Koerner: True.&lt;br /&gt;Nichole Koerner: But at least we make an effort not to be.&lt;br /&gt;PreppoFABULOUS: ::nods:: some people just don&apos;t include the effort part.  usually those people are the ones with penises.&lt;br /&gt;Nichole Koerner: Trueeee that. This is how guys work -- and I&apos;ve heard it from the lips of at least 10 different guys on different occassions. A guy only talks to a girl in the beginning if he is interested in her (as in  &quot;wants to get with her&quot; in some way) -- when they finally realize they can&apos;t have what they want, they just stop talking to them little by little, or drop them from their lives completely. Because it&apos;s all a game to them . . . to get what they want. And it&apos;s too painful to let you continue to be a part of their lives. They try, they fail, they move on. Guys don&apos;t want friends, they want a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;PreppoFABULOUS: that&apos;s kinda how i feel about guys.  only i don&apos;t give up until i get what i want.&lt;br /&gt;PreppoFABULOUS: or lose interest on their/my own accord.&lt;br /&gt;Nichole Koerner: Talk about stubborn ;-)&lt;br /&gt;PreppoFABULOUS: ^^&lt;br /&gt;PreppoFABULOUS: i am.&lt;br /&gt;PreppoFABULOUS: and so are most guys.&lt;br /&gt;Nichole Koerner: I&apos;ve NEVER had to fight for a guy.&lt;br /&gt;PreppoFABULOUS: i&apos;m so manly.&lt;br /&gt;Nichole Koerner: Always had them lined up.&lt;br /&gt;PreppoFABULOUS: lucky you.&lt;br /&gt;PreppoFABULOUS: no one ever likes me as more than a vagina.&lt;br /&gt;PreppoFABULOUS: at least you have a personality to guys.&lt;br /&gt;PreppoFABULOUS: i&apos;m nothing to any guy.&lt;br /&gt;Nichole Koerner: I&apos;ve only been single for like a few months, ever, since freshman year of highschool.&lt;br /&gt;PreppoFABULOUS: no one wants to date me, they just want to fuck me.  so i&apos;m always single, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Nichole Koerner: That&apos;s cause you attract some dumbshit immature guys.&lt;br /&gt;PreppoFABULOUS: or maybe no mature guys exist.&lt;br /&gt;Nichole Koerner: Prolly just the area you&apos;re in.&lt;br /&gt;Nichole Koerner: AMEN SISTA.&lt;br /&gt;Nichole Koerner: AFUCKINMEN.&lt;br /&gt;Nichole Koerner: almost done d/ling captain jack cds&lt;br /&gt;PreppoFABULOUS: hahaha.  man, that&apos;s so true.  pennsylvania is such shit for guys.&lt;br /&gt;PreppoFABULOUS: i&apos;ll never fuck a guy born in PA.&lt;br /&gt;PreppoFABULOUS: never have, never will ^^&lt;br /&gt;Nichole Koerner: LOL&lt;br /&gt;Nichole Koerner: that is strange, too&lt;br /&gt;PreppoFABULOUS: ::shrug::&lt;br /&gt;PreppoFABULOUS: martin&apos;s from cali, justin&apos;s from florida, ::insert story about Alex&apos;s ambition for dating this guy that wasn&apos;t born in PA.  we all know dating involves sex from day one::&lt;br /&gt;Nichole Koerner: ::grins::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha. Goddamn, this stuff is so fucking true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some motherfucker drugged me, i swear to god.  als;khjfdkl;jfkl;sajdf;sdalfjsadl;fjs;a.  it&apos;s a bad being drugged, too.  &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;  stupid restaurant industry!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 Jan 2004 05:56:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>LMFAO.</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.msnusers.com/l4sk48495p5q2jae5ejjmi9ou1/Documents/Pictures%2Falligators%21.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Good Stuff!&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, my God, this site is fucking awesome.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Jan 2004 07:07:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>::wigs out::</title>
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  <description>Okay...I don&apos;t care about anything anymore that I used to.  So what does that mean?  I&apos;m not depressed...I just don&apos;t really give a fuck about anything or anyone.  Sometimes I wish I could feel human again...like I do when I&apos;m around people I actually care about.  It&apos;s the only time I ever feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so empty when I don&apos;t have attraction to someone.  Why must I be such a dumb girl?  I&apos;d take a penis any day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my family is whack.  Really fucking whack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I&apos;m doing okay in school for once...I&apos;m almost positive I&apos;ll be able to graduate next year.  Maybe even this year if I&apos;m really lucky and work my ass off.  Which I want to do so I can get the fuck out of this state.  Not like I can legally live on my own &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And college...my family wants me to go to Towson because they heard it has some super language program, but it&apos;s really just because they want me to stay around here and know I will refuse to stay in Pennsylvania.  Too bad it hasn&apos;t occured to them that I want to go to the west coast.  My goal is to find love...and no one around here is quite mentally strong enough, or crazy, to handle me.  Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so sick of all this motherfucking pressure.  Everyone just needs to fuck off and let me do what I want without trying to have their input on everything.  Except you.  If you&apos;re reading this, I probably heart you.  So...whatever.  Time for my wigged ass to do something else.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Jan 2004 06:55:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ring-a-ling-a-ling ding-dong, please connect me to Prince Charming.</title>
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  <description>W00t Martin unblocked me.  Not that it matters too much, but I&apos;m just proud that he did it X.x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t updated in forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend [namely Saturday] rocked royal ass.  Much &amp;lt;3 to Maryland DDR players.  I saw THREE hott DDR players.  Yes, THREE.  I didn&apos;t think there were...any.  ::drools shallowly::  But I&apos;ve kinda decided to give up on my love life [or changing the fact that it&apos;s nonexistant at the moment] until I have more time.  I really need to focus on my school so I can get out next year.  I really, really hope I can do that.  So if you want me now, you have to do the work, not me.  I&apos;m too busy!  Hahaha.  Not like anyone I like would like me :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, Saturday..I went down to Harford, played DDR and did &lt;i&gt;okay&lt;/i&gt; for my standards.  I got to talk to Frank and Norman a lot, which was super since I don&apos;t see them much, plus I thought Norman hated me for a while.  But they&apos;re cool.  And Cory showed up and I got to talk to him.  I also got to know Andy, one of the hot guys.  He&apos;s pretty in the Pac-Sun model kinda way.  I didn&apos;t talk to PJ that much, sadly, but he&apos;s damn sexy in a hat.  And I gave him many sweaty hugs because he likes it like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to Whitemarsh and played on their ghettoass machine for a little.  It&apos;s ghetto...and I guess ass.  But I got to meet Becca and Keif (hot guy number 3), who looks like a young Ashton Kutcher.  When he gets older, I will be obligated to rape him.  Yes, obligated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have been...blah.  School is just so monotonous.  I have 9238742934 tests tomorrow that I&apos;m not going to study for.  I hate the fact that I suck World Cultures up so badly because I never take tests, due to absences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And midterms.  My god, I HATE midterms.  I have never gotten anything other than a C on any midterm.  Except German, but you know, I can&apos;t get anything OTHER than an A in German.  Oh, and I&apos;m probably going to Leinfelden-Echterdingen the 2nd/3rd or 3rd/4th weeks of June...so I hope I will be missed! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dieser sommer ich werde ihn seducen.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I now belong to a team of female DDR-ers who are...not as good as me.  Haha.  I need to find someone better who isn&apos;t Nicky, because I love her too much to compete with her. [Meaning I would get too badly whooped.]  That does it, I challenge you, Nichole, the next time we play DDR together.  ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary wants me to go to EP this Saturday, and I would like to go, but I don&apos;t have a ride.  Anyone want to drive me to Baltimore? :o  Mebbe for money...dunno if I&apos;ll have much.  I can&apos;t whore rides from Fi, because she&apos;s going to England for a bit.  Have fun, Fi!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo...I&apos;m kinda tired.   Maybe I&apos;ll try that bed thang now.  Maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring-a-ling-a-ling ding-dong,&lt;br /&gt;Please connect me to Prince Charming.&lt;br /&gt;Ring-a-ling-a-ling ding-dong,&lt;br /&gt;Be my hero, be my light.&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Jan 2004 05:54:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Rock on.</title>
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  <description>I just typed a hugeass self revelation entry, but I decided to clear all the bullshit out and sum it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Is being way too fucking picky with guys really a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The thought of being alone terrifies me to no end.  But I can&apos;t stand most people for more then five minutes, so how could I find someone to spend my days with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I&apos;m selfish.  I don&apos;t care about what anyone else wants unless it&apos;s making me happy in doing something for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I feel like I&apos;m not even looking, yet I am.  Or is this just the pickiness?  Or maybe my lack of success has to do with my geographical location in the correlation to the location of my mental level [somewhere around the age of 35 right now...York&apos;s mentality level is clinically proven to be around the age of 12.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I want you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I don&apos;t know who you are, chances are you don&apos;t exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, my main focus of the night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Why can&apos;t everyone just admit their feelings to people without fearing rejection or whatever?  Does anyone else realise how much wasted time, pain, and feelings would be saved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Don&apos;t expect anything out of me unless I actually like you.  If I don&apos;t, chances are I will give you absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;b&gt;Goths fucking suck ass.  Just kill yourselves already.  &lt;i&gt;Please&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is just kinda me overanalysing everything again.  Maybe I&apos;ll actually change things for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In more of a livejournal entry form...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I&apos;m going to a DDR tourney if Frank and Norman go.  Maybe I will even if they don&apos;t :o  I feel like getting out.  I&apos;m kinda poor, though, since I bought shoes and that expensive, yet kickass, shirt today.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 2004 05:28:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Happy Wedding</title>
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  <description>Yeah, I popped my Happy Wedding cherry today at Harford.  The first time I&apos;ve ever played the song XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today was &lt;i&gt;okay&lt;/i&gt;....I&apos;m kinda disappointed, but I&apos;ll get to that in a sec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go to Harford today and was having difficulty finding a ride, when it suddenly occured to me that Fi has a car.  She very generously offered to take me to Harford because I was supposed to hang out with PJ and she and Austin wanted some good DDR [joint premium] action.  I saw Jesse there, which, as you all know, is always nice.  But then PJ told me he had previous engagements with some girl, and he didn&apos;t really think I meant I was coming down [even though I told him I was serious].  I guess I felt kinda ditched, but I know he didn&apos;t actually think I would come down there today, so it&apos;s alright.  Guess I was just looking forward to it because I don&apos;t get to see him much, nor do I find a guy I actually like much.  He invited me to that tourney on Friday, under the condition that he&apos;s not with that girl [which I&apos;m guessing he will be].  So...if all goes well for me [and not him], I will be going to that =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I sit, at Fi&apos;s house with her being sleepy and Austin being fucked up, we&apos;re all watching South Park.  It&apos;s kinda nice and low key.  Maybe it&apos;s good I didn&apos;t go to that party becuase I don&apos;t have too high of an energy level right now.  Or mebbe that&apos;s the alcohol finally kicking in.  ::Has had three iced-tea/liquor drinks::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fi&apos;s daughter is absolutely adorable.  Much love to her, and Fi and Austin for being so cool to me today =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to show up in the AM at Jasmine&apos;s...ew...too bad I don&apos;t think she even knows I&apos;m coming X.x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closing thought: Jenna Jamison is really hott.  And boys are weird, but in a nice way sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I can tell I&apos;m getting drunk because I want to s3xx0|2 j00.  411 0|= j00.  |\/|y 1337 15 5|-|337.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Dec 2003 20:18:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Don&apos;t have sex with your ex.</title>
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  <description>Yesterday was pretty decent, considering the events of the previous night.  I slept until about 11 and ate lots of breakfast sandwich-age.  Mmm.  Then I napped for a while, followed by getting the bird food and going to West Man.  Enough people were there to make it fun, but there wasn&apos;t a hideous amount of immaturity, either, so that was a definite plus.  Then Jesse showed up later (&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3 the Jesse) and I spoke with him a bit.  Ironic, that I realised I met him a year ago yesterday.  Too bad I haven&apos;t seen him very much in the past year at all. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Martin update?  I woke up yesterday and was like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t care anymore.  Now that I know he&apos;s too immature for me, it doesn&apos;t matter.  Time to get moving.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So someone has to find me a funny, but mature, boy.  Preferably taller than me with pretty eyes. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded E-Rotic&apos;s album &lt;i&gt;Total Recall&lt;/i&gt; last night.  It kicks fucking ass.  Like major ass kick-age.  If you like E-Rotic and/or trance (especially both), you will LOVE this album.  If anyone wants to dload off of me, just lemme know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of the fact that I talked to Fi last night and actually got to know her a little better, even though she&apos;s been on my LJ list for months.  So, props to Fi for IMing me. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might hang with Jas later...here&apos;s for hoping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun wanna go back to school.  Yeah, I know I have an entire week of vacation left, but I hate school so much.  Rar.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 27 Dec 2003 21:22:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ウエイートの神様?  [Weiito no kamisama?]</title>
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  <description>I lost six pounds in the past week and I haven&apos;t even been trying.  Praised be the anxiety that keeps me from eating/drinking!  Too bad that part is over.  And too bad all of the weight is from my boobs &amp;gt;.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 27 Dec 2003 05:12:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Wow.</title>
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  <description>Thanks, Martin.  Not like you&apos;ll read it, but if ,on the offchance, you do, thank you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 26 Dec 2003 21:20:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oh me, oh my.</title>
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  <description>Damon180: grin&lt;br /&gt;Damon180: sick em girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, you&apos;re going down tonight, bizzle.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2003 05:29:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You&apos;ve got style, that&apos;s what all the girls say.</title>
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  <description>Today was boring.  Damn boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get my modchip, though.  Woot!  Now I just have to convince PJ to burn me some games :\  And I must get a IIDX controller =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I&apos;ve developed a plan.  You know, kinda like the Grinch.  A terrible plan, or something like that.  Haha.  Only..not terrible at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday with Jasmine, Clint, and maybe ______.  NOTE: ______ is not to be confused with _____.  Get it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes hurt like a mofo, so I&apos;m keeping this short.  Happy Christmas Eve =)</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 23 Dec 2003 06:23:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You.</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder what happened.  Where I went wrong, what I could have done differently, why I&apos;m no longer good enough.  Sometimes I think back to how things once were...such a short period of time in my life that was so perfect in every way.  None of the bullshit going on could have taken one bit of my confidence because you were there.  It was the only time in my broken life that I felt that feeling of being whole.  And now, back to where I was for so long and never wanted to return, I&apos;m nothing.  Tossed aside like a broken toy you no longer had time to play with.  Maybe that&apos;s all I ever really was to you-a toy.  But my better judgement leads me to think otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your last letter is still here by my side.  I still feel an equally intense emotion as I did when I received it..only now, the emotion is no longer love.  It has been replaced by hatred.  But not towards you.  Not at all, because I continue to believe you&apos;re the little bit of perfection in my fucked up life.  The only person I&apos;ve ever been able to hate is myself, now more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that can really make me happy is to see you happy.  And if me not being in your life is what makes you happy, then I guess I will have to accept it.  But I can&apos;t do this until you tell me that is, in fact, the scenario to my face.  Before I can even try to let go, you have to look in my eyes and say you don&apos;t care about me.  Until then, I&apos;ll never stop loving you.  &lt;b&gt;Never&lt;/b&gt;.  Whether you like it or not. [I&apos;m sure I could guess out of those two options.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and change &apos;sometimes&apos; to &apos;every waking [and most dreaming] moment.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what&apos;s sadder?  &lt;b&gt;You will most likely never read this.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;So, anyone know what I have to do to get this boy to talk?&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 22 Dec 2003 04:48:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>...?</title>
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  <description>I feel sick.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 22 Dec 2003 02:10:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hammertime.</title>
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  <description>Hahaha.  Remembering my drunk midget conversation with Nicky makes me el-oh-el.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s Sunday, but it&apos;s also Christmas vacation, which means every day feels like the same one.  Except for certain things that keep popping in your mind like the vague reminders of the shittacularness of it all.  Every second I sit here is wasted, but I really don&apos;t have much, if any, control over things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but this song is so great.  I don&apos;t think anyone could not be in a good mood from MC Hammer-trance style.  Oh, and stoned midgets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I&apos;m back on a diet.  I didn&apos;t even think about it today, but I never ate much.  God knows I need it. ::pokes hips::</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 Dec 2003 03:59:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>素直になれなくて...</title>
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  <description>I hate two faced people.  Moreover, I hate two faced people that use you for sex.  But that&apos;s okay, because things can go both ways.  And chances are, you don&apos;t know what I&apos;m talking about, but certain people will if I have anything to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, today was pretty decent.  I got up and went to school, and actually wanted to be awake.  It&apos;s an incredibly elusive feeling for me to attain at 6 AM.  School was very bearable and the choral concert was nice, as well.  I didn&apos;t exactly faint this time, but I did sit down because I knew I was going to.   Yeh, I&apos;m pretty sick of that, among other things.  Like having to eat constantly to prevent it.  Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked things out today with Justin, which is good.  Too bad I&apos;m not playing DDR anymore.  I&apos;m wondering how long my strike, for lack of a better word, will last.  ::shrug::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the Dancemania TRANCE Z album fucking owns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Everybody needs a little time away,&apos;&lt;br /&gt;I heard her say, &lt;br /&gt;From each other .&lt;br /&gt;Even lovers need a holiday &lt;br /&gt;Far away &lt;br /&gt;From each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now..&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s hard for me to say I&apos;m sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to stay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno exactly who that&apos;s about.  But I like it.  I think it reminds me of Martin...not as much is doing that lately.  I might finally be getting over him.  It feels like that period of time when I was finally getting over David.  I just have an odd kind of serenity knowing there is nothing I can do to change his mind and I should just really move on.  Not a bad feeling by any means, just...wistful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m on to bigger and better things (than the LJ, haha).  Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;デスティニー? &lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 16 Dec 2003 04:44:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You can leave now and beat the traffic, or stick around and beat your meat.</title>
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  <description>=Basics=&lt;br /&gt;[Name] Alexandra Maureen Izer&lt;br /&gt;[Nicknames]  Alex, Lexi (to the DDR machine when I get bored with Alex), Crackwhore, etc.&lt;br /&gt;[Screen name] PreppoFABULOUS&lt;br /&gt;[Birthday]  March 10th, 1988&lt;br /&gt;[Age] 15&lt;br /&gt;[Astrological sign?] pisces&lt;br /&gt;[Chinese zodiac sign?] Dragon..hear me roar&lt;br /&gt;[Location] a bigass cesspool&lt;br /&gt;[Sexual Preference] beastiality...moo (I like boys.)&lt;br /&gt;[Marital Status] single and fantasising about someone.&lt;br /&gt;[Religion] not really anything...I&apos;m not atheist, but I think that if I had to support any religion, it would be Buddhism, because it&apos;s the only one that doesn&apos;t attempt to exercise methods of control over its followers&lt;br /&gt;[Eye color] they change between brown and green.&lt;br /&gt;[Height] 5&apos;7&apos;&apos;&lt;br /&gt;[Shoe size] 8-8.5&lt;br /&gt;[Parents still together?] what parents?&lt;br /&gt;[Siblings?] a 1 1/2 year old half-sister =)&lt;br /&gt;[Nieces/Nephews? ] nada.&lt;br /&gt;[Kids of your own? ] ::shrugs:: if I find a guy who can put up with me for that long, then it&apos;s up to him because he deserves whatever he wants if he can find a reason to appreciate my Alex-ness ^^&lt;br /&gt;[Pets?] a kitty, a birdie, two fishies, and a snakie.&lt;br /&gt;[In school/graduated? ] Sophomore in high school, but if all goes to plan, I&apos;ll be graduating next year...&lt;br /&gt;[Rent, lease, or own your home?] Gram owns it.&lt;br /&gt;[Have any credit cards?] I wish.&lt;br /&gt;[What do you drive?] your penis crazy. [[haha, I tha dork]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Preferences=&lt;br /&gt;Favorites&lt;br /&gt;[ Color ] pink&lt;br /&gt;[ Number ] NEGATIVE EIGHTEEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;[ Animal ] _____...XD  Okies, maybe that&apos;s one of my favourite people.  Animal would have to be foxies.  Kawaii da!&lt;br /&gt;[ Vehicle ] um...Z3&apos;s are pretty hott.&lt;br /&gt;[ Flower ] ::shruggity shrug:: Lillies are pretty...but no one ever gets me flowers, so it doesn&apos;t really matter.  Not like I ask for them.&lt;br /&gt;[ Scent ] sweat.  Haha, not really.  Vanilla and Ralph by Ralph Lauren.  And the smell of my boyfriend, when I have one, which isn&apos;t too often.  You people know what I mean...people all have their own smell when you&apos;re with them enough and it makes you happy to smell it =D&lt;br /&gt;[ Shape ] WTF?  who cares?  the shape of my foot in Jay Leno&apos;s ass.&lt;br /&gt;[ Drinks ] Diet Coke, you bitch.&lt;br /&gt;[ Soda ] ^see above^&lt;br /&gt;[ Book ] that book full of Japanese school girls trying to look seductive.  Haha.  Um...I guess I still really like &quot;Smack&quot; by Melvin Burgess.&lt;br /&gt;[ Bands ] Wildside, fo shizzles.  Then followed by Dumonde, Judy Crystal, Rob Searle, and John Desire.  I also have taken a liking to T.A.T.U., Ni-Ni, and Key-A-Kiss as of late.&lt;br /&gt;[ Songs ]  &quot;Heaven is a Place on Earth&quot; by Wildside and &quot;Romansu no Kamisama&quot; by Judy Crystal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Do you..?=&lt;br /&gt;[ Color your hair? ]  verrryyy rarely, but I just bought dark redish/fuschia dye.  I don&apos;t think I&apos;m going to use it until like...January.  ::shrug::&lt;br /&gt;[ Twirl your hair? ] Meh, you&apos;re onto me.  I&apos;m &lt;b&gt;always&lt;/b&gt; playing with my hair, I think it&apos;s a nervous habit, along with biting my tongue and nails. &lt;br /&gt;[ Have tattoos? ] No, they&apos;re usually trashy.  Plus, I&apos;m so indecisive that I would get one and hate it the next week.&lt;br /&gt;[ Piercings? ] clit.  Haha, not really, of course.  Not like any of you would know.  I have my ears done a few times...um...six.  Five if you don&apos;t include that cartilage one I&apos;m not sure still exists that I did myself.  And I pierced my belly button a couple months ago out of boredom, but I let that grow closed.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;[ Cheat on tests/homework? ] Hai.  Haha.  I write the answers on my hand in Japanese.  God, I&apos;m so much cooler than you.&lt;br /&gt;[ Drink/Smoke? ] not often.  I&apos;ve gone straight edge, yo.&lt;br /&gt;[ Like roller coasters?] wootah!  Very much so.&lt;br /&gt;[ Wish you could live somewhere else? ] you have no idea.  I could care less about my friends, they never see me anyway. X.x;  I just hate Pennsylvania.  It&apos;s amazing how it seems the second I cross over the border to Maryland that everything is so much brighter.  The people there are so much nicer overall, too.&lt;br /&gt;[ Want more piercings? ] ya, belly button and maybe my tongue...&lt;br /&gt;[ Like cleaning? ] yeah, actually.  I&apos;m an insanely sanitary person.  I think I might have OCD about hygiene.&lt;br /&gt;[Write in cursive or print? ] print, because my cursive hasn&apos;t evolved at all since 3rd grade.  And I&apos;m dead serious about that.&lt;br /&gt;[ Carry a donor card? ] YOU&apos;LL NEVER TAKE MY ORGANS ALIVE!  Oh, wait...&lt;br /&gt;[ Swear a lot? ]  more than I should, but especially when I&apos;m mad.  I swear in front of everyone...children, my grandma, Bob Dole...&lt;br /&gt;[ Own a web cam? ] yeah, actually.  But I lie to everyone and say I don&apos;t because of horny guys that already ask me to send them nude pics when they are big mansluts and don&apos;t deserve them because I prefer my guys to NOT have slept with as many girls as they have brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;[ Know how to drive? ] hahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;[ Diet? ] whenever I feel it&apos;s necessary.&lt;br /&gt;[ Own a cell phone? ] yessum.&lt;br /&gt;[ Ever get off the damn computer? ] yeah, I mean, I have to go to the bathroom, right?&lt;br /&gt;[ Habla Espanol? ] DIRTY SANCHEZ!  I had to tell someone in school the other day what a dirty sanchez was...I felt so corruptive-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Have you ever...=&lt;br /&gt;[ Gotten a speeding ticket? ] yeah, since I&apos;m driving all the time.&lt;br /&gt;[ DUI? ] we all know I don&apos;t drink OR drive...unless I&apos;m with Jasmine or a boy I like.  I do both for the former of the two. ;)&lt;br /&gt;[ Been in a wreck? ] yeah, a pretty bad one.  But I was only six weeks old and I remember nothing, obviously.  Apparently, I was hella lucky to have not gotten hurt.&lt;br /&gt;[ Been arrested? ] no, fool.&lt;br /&gt;[ Been in a fist fight? ] I used to beat Skyler up every day in 4th grade [[and he liked it]].  Does that count?&lt;br /&gt;[ Kicked someone in the nuts? ] heh, yeah.  Almost always unintentional...el-emm-ay-oh.&lt;br /&gt;[ Stolen anything? ] a fucking lot of shit.  But I&apos;ve given that up, too.  I think...haha...&lt;br /&gt;[ Held a gun? ] yeah, but I hate guns &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Drank? ] hahaha.  If you consider what Jasmine and I do drinking.  Yeahyeah.&lt;br /&gt;[ Been so drunk you couldn&apos;t remember your name? ] nope, I&apos;ve never even really gotten drunk.  Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;[ Considered a life of crime? ] hmm?&lt;br /&gt;[ Considered being a rent boy? ] whatsat?  I&apos;m a dumb redhead.  And I&apos;m not a boy, so I dun think so.&lt;br /&gt;[ Cheated on someone? ] nope.  My theory is that if you want to cheat on the one you are with, you shouldn&apos;t be with them in the first place because you are obviously not happy.  And I only want to be with a boy I&apos;m very happy with.  And his name is...oh, wouldn&apos;t you like to know?  Chances are you do.&lt;br /&gt;[ Been married? ] yeah, I married Jimmy in Kindergarten.  He never gave me the allimony for the divorce, though.&lt;br /&gt;[ Cried over a girl? ] yeah..I&apos;ve been very worried about a good friend of mine many times.&lt;br /&gt;[ Cried over a boy? ] yeah, every night...&lt;br /&gt;[ Lied to someone? ] yes.&lt;br /&gt;[ Been in love? ] very much so.&lt;br /&gt;[ Fallen for your best friend? ] heh, yeah.  I ALWAYS fall for male friends that I trust, which has happened to be three of them.  I&apos;ve only liked three guys in my life.  I can name them if you want, but I don&apos;t think I will bother since it&apos;s pretty effing obvious.&lt;br /&gt;[ Made out with JUST a friend? ] I think it was more like they made out with me...yeah, more than one person, actually.  I&apos;ve only made out with one person I liked and that was Martin.&lt;br /&gt;[ Been rejected? ] yes.  It&apos;s my biggest fear. &lt;br /&gt;[ Been in lust? ] hahaha, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;[ Used someone? ] yeah, but they always deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;[ Been cheated on? ] they all knew better than to do such a thing...heh.&lt;br /&gt;[ Been kissed? ] yah.&lt;br /&gt;[ Experimented with homosexuality?] nope.  Not yet, at least, but I have a lot of lesbian tendancies, or so I&apos;m told.  But I hate girls a lot more than I hate guys, so I don&apos;t think that&apos;s legit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Now=&lt;br /&gt;[Current mood] soooo good! [[TGS r0xx0rs]]&lt;br /&gt;[Current music] Dr. Bombay-S.O.S. (The Tiger Took My Family)&lt;br /&gt;[Current taste] oddly, chips, but I ate them over six hours ago and I&apos;ve eaten several things since O.o;&lt;br /&gt;[Current hair] it&apos;s down...I just straightened it a few minutes ago, but it looks pretty good, considering the circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;[Current annoyance] living here and not &lt;i&gt;there&lt;/i&gt; ::points to spot on map::.&lt;br /&gt;[Current smell] Nag Champa incense.&lt;br /&gt;[Current thing I ought to be doing] probably that English shit.  Oh well.  Fuck that, I&apos;m going to get a D in that class either way.  Ironic that I am about a semester ahead in all my foreign languages, desu ne?&lt;br /&gt;[Current windows open]  AIM, this one, ZIPMANIA BEST folder, and Windows Media Player.&lt;br /&gt;[Current desktop picture] the TRANCEmania CD cover.  It&apos;s preeetttyyy.&lt;br /&gt;[Current book] The Merchant of Venice.&lt;br /&gt;[Current cd in stereo]  Dancemania Hyper Pop Trance Best-TRANCE Z.&lt;br /&gt;[Current crush] Joe Mamma.&lt;br /&gt;[Current favorite celeb] they all suck, but I can&apos;t watch Fight Club without wanting to assrape Brad Pitt.&lt;br /&gt;[Current hate] school and Pennsylvania, especially York.  And a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;[Current job] being sex-ay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=The last time=&lt;br /&gt;[Last book you read] I don&apos;t remember...isn&apos;t that sad?  I think it was Tommyknockers over the summer O.O; That&apos;s a longass time ago.  Like..six months.  Wow.  I&apos;ve devoted most of my reading time to my Japanese lessons, though.&lt;br /&gt;[Last movie you saw] at the theatres? I think it was...wow, I don&apos;t remember.  That&apos;s sad.  I think it was The Cat in the Hat.  Yeah, that was it.  I forget who I saw it with, though.  OH YEAH, I WAS HIGH!  Hahaha.  I saw it with Jas, Clint, and Jared.&lt;br /&gt;[Last thing you had to drink] take a guess...[[diet coke]]&lt;br /&gt;[Last thing you ate] one of my Vanillaknipfel (crescents) that ended up being a flat piece of cookie thing.  Haha.  But it tastes really good!  All of my cooking looks like shit but ends up tasting awesome.  Interesting, ne?&lt;br /&gt;[Last person you talked to on the phone] Ali.&lt;br /&gt;[Did drugs?] I think it was about a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;[Have a dream that keeps coming back?] yeah, sorta.  It&apos;s always about either him or him.  Hahahaha.  One of the two, but similar context...&lt;br /&gt;[Play an instrument?] pftt.  Nothing really at the moment, but I know how to play Oboe, Saxophone, Trombone, a little Trumpet, and, of course, my Bass Guitar =D&lt;br /&gt;[Believe there is life on other planets?] yes, I believe it would be a waste of a universe to only have one planet with life.  I don&apos;t believe it&apos;s insanely advanced life like the aliens are always depicted in movies, but I think there is SOMETHING out there.&lt;br /&gt;[Remember your first love?] daisuki(a love for a friend that you want to be more)=David.  aishiteiru (Romantic, true love)Martin.&lt;br /&gt;[Still love him/her?] David, only suki (the love of a friend).  Martin, yes. &lt;br /&gt;[Read the newspaper?] yes, but I prefer watching the news.  It does that reading work that I&apos;m too lazy to do for me.&lt;br /&gt;[Have any gay or lesbian friends?] no, but half the girls I know claim to be Bi.  ::shrugs::&lt;br /&gt;[Believe in miracles?] ::shrugs again::&lt;br /&gt;[Believe it&apos;s possible to remain faithful forever?] yes, I do.  And there are people I know I would do it for.&lt;br /&gt;[Consider yourself tolerant of others?] if they earn my tolerance, yes.  I really believe that you have to give respect to get it.&lt;br /&gt;[Consider love a mistake?] never.  Love is the most beautiful thing in our hideous world, but you have to know what it is and how to handle it, which is where most people DO make a mistake...&lt;br /&gt;[Have a favorite candy?] hm...Ichigo-Chokoretsu Yan Yan! ^^&lt;br /&gt;[Believe in astrology?] nope, but sometimes I&apos;m impressed with the similarities people of the signs show to the description of the sign.&lt;br /&gt;[Believe in magic?] nah.&lt;br /&gt;[Believe in God?] most of the time, yes.&lt;br /&gt;[Do well in school?] it really depends on the subject.  I&apos;m either an A or a D student...&lt;br /&gt;[Go to or plan to go to college] yes, either in the Delmarva area or California.  I have to find somewhere where my major is supported.  I want to be a translator focusing in Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;[Wear hats?] only my beanie, which I&apos;ve been breaking out a bit lately.  But I love when guys where baseball caps.  They make them look absolutely adorable ^_^&lt;br /&gt;[Hate yourself?] meh.  On occasion.&lt;br /&gt;[Have an obsession?] I wouldn&apos;t call anything I do an obsession, really.&lt;br /&gt;[Have a secret crush?] I wouldn&apos;t call it a secret.&lt;br /&gt;[Do they know yet?] I really can&apos;t tell.  He either gets it and could care less or is oblivious.  Neither would surprise me. ::points to him::  I just don&apos;t like putting his name on the LJ, it makes things more mysterious ^^&lt;br /&gt;[Collect anything?] Dancemania CD&apos;s, I&apos;m trying to get all of them.  And I usually save the movie ticket stubs I get.&lt;br /&gt;[Have a best friend?] J-J-J-Jasmine!&lt;br /&gt;[Close friends?] a few.&lt;br /&gt;[Like your handwriting?] yeah, it&apos;s uber bubbly and girly right now.&lt;br /&gt;[Care about looks?] in myself?  Yeah.  In my male counterparts whom I attempt to pursue?  They can&apos;t be ugly, that&apos;s fo damn sho.  I think the boys I&apos;ve liked are all cuties, in three very different ways ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Love life=&lt;br /&gt;[First crush] crush...I think it was Jimmy in preschool.  If that counts.  You know, the one I married the next year.&lt;br /&gt;[First kiss] I can&apos;t remember...it was another Jimmy, I think.  But that was, like, four years ago.  If not him, then David.&lt;br /&gt;[Single or attached?] disattatched.&lt;br /&gt;[Ever been in love?] yeah, bitch.  What&apos;s it to you? ::in thug voice::&lt;br /&gt;[Do you believe in love at first sight?] nope, that&apos;s for the shallow.&lt;br /&gt;[Do you believe in &quot;the one?&quot;] I did.  But maybe there is more than one.  I think I believe in soulmate(s)&lt;br /&gt;[Describe your ideal significant other] funny, sardonic, yet sweet, at least three inches taller than me, medium or dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, a few cute quirks...yeah, kinda like him, heh.  Basically a guy that has a lot in common with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, more pointless shizzy for you to read, or, more likely, scroll past to read the next entry on your friends page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found both Ni-Ni&apos;s album &lt;i&gt;Mermaid&lt;/i&gt; and Speed G2.  ::has dancemaniorgasm::  Hottt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To bed!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Dec 2003 23:23:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hi-ho the mistletoe.</title>
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  <description>Man, I miss being important.  Even though I was mostly hated, it was still attention.  Heh.  This was inspired by reading Nicky&apos;s journal where she says that she is apparently a DDR legend or something of the likes.  People used to care...now they could give a fuck less.  But I doubt that&apos;s a bad thing, now that I think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate pretty much everyone that plays DDR in Pennsylvania.  They&apos;re all immature, irresponsible bastards.  Except for like...Nicky, Cody, and Brian.  They&apos;re nice.  And I guess the only people I talk to on a (fairly) regular basis outside of this shithole are PJ, Jesse, and Frank.  They&apos;re all fabulous, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh, I&apos;m pretty mad at the world at the moment.  People are just so sickening, and it&apos;s getting to me more than usual.  I wish I could be in the blissful ignorance so many others are a consumed by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend blew fucking ass.  So unless you want to hear my incessant bitching, don&apos;t ask.  Not like you would anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve slept with my contacts in for too long and I didn&apos;t have anywhere to put them this weekend because I was in Lancaster.  Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side, I missed most of school today.  Although I&apos;m probably failing everything.</description>
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  <lj:mood>bitter and my eyes hurt</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Dec 2003 17:01:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>8th Grade Band Stories.</title>
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  <description>So, when I was in 8th grade, I was first chair Tenor Sax.  Because I used to be really good at it.  So one day, when we were practicing for the concert, Cory got mad at me and elbowed me, so I fell off the risers to my bloody death (of being made fun of).  I think I was a good sport, especially considering Mr. Wise was more mad at me than sympathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Katie and I walked down the hallway, talking about how she got a lapdance from Tara Reid; I got one from Little Debbie.  And for some reason I think Jeremy should fit in this story, but I doubt he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one time, Katie and I switched some instruments around.  That was funny.  Mr. Wise said some houses were going to burn down or something of the likes and we would get in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and we put a thong in Treven&apos;s trumpet case.  That was SUPER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...those were the good ol&apos; days.  Now I&apos;m busy being a hellion elsewhere.  Like...new car lots.  ::Throws milkshake on nearby Z4::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a Z4...I think you should all pitch in and get me one for my happy 16th.  Only three months away, kids!  Okies, maybe four...heh.</description>
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  <lj:mood>amused</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Dec 2003 16:52:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Good stuff.</title>
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  <description>I stayed off school today because I started to black out again.  And you know, that stuff isn&apos;t too good.  Then Gram forcefed me a milkshake &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;;;;;;;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate milkshakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I made this when I was talking to PJ about me being a disgrace to DDR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&apos;ljparseerror&apos;&gt;[&lt;b&gt;Error:&lt;/b&gt; Irreparable invalid markup (&apos;&amp;lt;img [...] /.&amp;gt;&apos;) in entry.  Owner must fix manually.  Raw contents below.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;width: 95%; overflow: auto&quot;&gt;I stayed off school today because I started to black out again.  And you know, that stuff isn&amp;#39;t too good.  Then Gram forcefed me a milkshake &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;;;;;;;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate milkshakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I made this when I was talking to PJ about me being a disgrace to DDR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;img src=&amp;quot;http://www.msnusers.com/ipb5qjp38clb0jcv0r768domo7/Documents/Pictures%2Fiamtake.JPG&amp;quot; /.&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.  Yeah.  Because I went over to Japan one time, played on a REAL Extreme machine, got hella scrawny, and AAAed Paranoia Survivor.  I did, dammit!  Why don&amp;#39;t you believe me? :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Wildside..and I want that damned CD &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>DJ Speedo feat. Wildside-Asereje</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">DJ Speedo feat. Wildside-Asereje</media:title>
  <lj:mood>cheerful</lj:mood>
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