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  <title>Play The Tune</title>
  <subtitle>Spin The Record</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Melanie</name>
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  <updated>2007-08-16T12:35:40Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imperialmelody:6675</id>
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    <title>Wowzers</title>
    <published>2007-08-13T17:40:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-16T12:35:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>One Step Closer- Linkin Park remix</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;So it's been a while since I updated this thing...I'm such a procrastinator. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ravyn is holding another art thing, but I've been falling far behind on all the art I've promised her. I'm really trying. It seems the stuff I wanna draw is the stuff I can't seem to get right. Nothing looks good enough. I want what I give her to be the best I can do, but it never looks right. I'm ashamed to give her some stuff, because it's not right. It bothers me to think I'd be giving her something I've tried so hard to get right but doesn't look right at all.&amp;nbsp; At least I have the first bundle of coasters inked now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love triangles suck. I like Steve, who says he likes me back, but Aimee also likes Steve, who claims he said that he returns the like-ing-ness, so now I'm trying to not be sad about it, because he just more or less played me. Waddajerk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now, back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imperialmelody:6625</id>
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    <title>Prom Party Prompts</title>
    <published>2007-06-18T14:49:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-21T17:29:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>No Shoes No Shirt Cory Lee</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;Ok, so the prom party was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got there with Jess and Jord, who had the music pumpin' in his car. So, showing up in style: CHECK!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my Chrissy quickly, and she shared her booze, and so did Gabbie! I ended up getting drunk, making random friends, and talking to old enemies like they were my best friends. Being the life of the party: Check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bunked with Steve Crosby, whom I made out with and held hands. I didn't get any sleep, but I did on sunday, because a woman I work with saved me. She's always saving people who have hangovers or who are just too tired to function.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Steve...I think I like him a lot, and I would like to have a relationship with him, because he's sweet, and he's really funny! Cute, too. =) lol He said he thought I was "smokin' " so, I kinda liked that. Get the guy: Check?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imperialmelody:6197</id>
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    <title>Your Reward</title>
    <published>2007-05-27T17:17:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-27T17:17:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Weeeeeeell then. People suck. Again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who don't learn from their mistakes are fools. Obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially in matters of so called love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was the dance at the Mariner's Center. Great, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No so much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, it was great! Me and Katie danced to techno beats while waiting for Deanna, and when Deanna got there, we danced some more. Then, it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin showed up with his slutty, acusatory&amp;nbsp;girlfriend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know who the two of them are, it's simple.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin is my ex. And, no, I'm not &amp;nbsp;jealous. I just reeeeeaally don't like her. For good reason. Listen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His girlfriend acused Deanna's boyfriend of sexual harrassment, and Justin knows all about it. Deanna is ready to kill her the first chance she gets...at least hurt her a lot. And he starts walking toward us, like it's not obvious or anything, and is pretty much walking straight for us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I panic, so I grab Deanna's hand and lead her away. Me and Katie calm her down a bit, and go over and talk to Justin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can I talk to you?...Are you looking to get your girlfriend killed?"&lt;br /&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;"You know that Deanna will kill her if she has the chance, and you were walking right for us!"&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't know it was you guys!"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, right, how obvious can it get?"&lt;br /&gt;"What the hell? What if I wanna talk my woman out for a good time?"&lt;br /&gt;"You have to be careful of these things!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I should have said was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WOMAN?! She's 14 fucking years old! She's a slut! She's not a woman! She's a GIRL. And what the hell kinda good time can you be having if your girlfriend is getting the crap beat out of her?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I don't think I would have held her back...I would have let Deanna go at her, if I didn't think she'd get in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...whatever...Deanna's a good listener, and her reward for that is all the moral support(and physical, sometimes!) she gets from her friends!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ALL LOVE YOU DEANNA!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Scholarship for a Colleague</title>
    <published>2007-05-19T00:27:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-19T00:27:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>My sister's constant ring tone.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://scholarship.aionline.edu/entry.aspx?id=306"&gt;http://scholarship.aionline.edu/entry.aspx?id=306&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;Click the link, type in your e-mail(confidential) and click vote to help a colleague of mine get an art scholarship at the Art Institute. Just click to vote for her art! She deserves it! She, like me, makes art for miss Ravyn Crescent, and is the official manga artist for Predator Turned Prey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck, Allyson Amador!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Life's a Dream</title>
    <published>2007-05-18T16:18:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-18T16:22:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Buttons- PCD</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok, not everyday you hear that someone who you don't usually interact with has a dream about you. Kinda how a guy from school, Kyle, had a dream about me.&amp;nbsp;This is how his dream went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a conversation we had about it; he's 66&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Me and someone else... were like walking down this trail in the woods&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And we found bikes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;and started riding them&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Eventually we came across a house in the woods in a rather clearing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Moreless a log house..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And it was dark now.. the ride was very long&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;My friend got lost in the darkness&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;and i stayed just outside the house&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;it had lit windows&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;but i was in the shades of the darkness&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;and like these weird people came out at one point..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And one of them saw me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;- -m.SMITH- - says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial Black" color="#800000"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;silent hill, baby&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="1"&gt;&lt;p&gt;- -m.SMITH- - says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial Black" color="#800000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;LOL&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;- -m.SMITH- - says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial Black" color="#800000"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;continue&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;hahaha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Okay&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Then like one of them came to me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;and started throwing ninja stars at me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;and i had them all stuck over my body&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;But eventualy i killed him with a stick&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;and i took out the star thingy's&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;and waited for daylight&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;once it was day i ran to the bikes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" 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color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And you took me to the school doctor LOL&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Eventualy when i was feeling better...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;- -m.SMITH- - says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial Black" color="#800000"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;LMAO the School doctor!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;You came over to my house&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And it was like really sunny&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;the drive to my house was like really nice veiws and stuff&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Blue sky white clouds..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;ect&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And like once we got to my house&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;My parents made you do work&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Like labour&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And i told them i would take your place LOL&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;and you went inside the house&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;- -m.SMITH- - says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial Black" color="#800000"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;sweet&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;and i did work for like...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;6 hours&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;When i was done the door was locked&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;and it was semi dark&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;and there was a note in the door like outside&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And i grabbed it and started reading it&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;and it was a poem written by you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;but i couldn't finish becuase it got really dark&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;so i ran around in the darkness&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;looking for a street light&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;66 says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;but i woke up before i found one hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So...yeah...I'm still laughing about it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imperialmelody:5428</id>
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    <title>Missing The Mills</title>
    <published>2007-05-13T00:59:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-13T00:59:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I Wanna Fuck You- Akon</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;Ok...something decently exciting happens in Pubnico, and I'm stuck at home on saturday night babysitting because my mom decided to up and go to Simon Paul's till 12 o-fucking-clock in the morning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica wanted to go to this exciting windmill party, but didn't have a babysitter. I said I'd do it(reluctantly), but I'm super pissed now. I hate babysitting when something's going on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, but I burnt my fucking finger on a fucking spoon at work. It's blistering already. It's gross. I want to go to a motherfucking party!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imperialmelody:5287</id>
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    <title>Chey-Pie♥</title>
    <published>2007-05-12T11:35:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-12T11:35:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#339966"&gt;Ok, so, lately my neice has been a royal pain in the ass. And I had to babysit her yesterday (friday).&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, miraculously, she was being suuuuuch a good little kid. Funny, even. And it was a day that I was super tired, too. So, needless to say, I'm feeling much better about saying yes to babysitting. Though, I sometimes forget that we're potty training her. Mum keeps reminding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, she woke twice during the night, but she went back to sleep after a few "shhh"s from me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so, it turns out I wasn't the one who dislocated her arm, either, so that's a relief. It happened when she got hit with a swing while Tammy was babysitting her. She ran out in front of the swings while Morgan was in mid-swing, and obviously you can't just stop in mid-air, so they collided. Though, for some reason, I still feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, Jessica doesn't blame me, neither does mum, but most importantly, Cheyanne seems to have forgotten all about the event.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I mean, she IS only two years old.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I hope Jess comes home early. Then I'll be able to take a nap before work.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imperialmelody:4898</id>
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    <title>imperialmelody @ 2007-05-07T16:32:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-07T19:44:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-07T19:44:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Ok, so...this has to be one of the worst weekends of my life so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I get sick on friday. But, I got better. That's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then&amp;nbsp;me and dad&amp;nbsp;almost got in an two car collision, but the other car swerved at the last minute and hit a tree, spinning&amp;nbsp;into the ditch. I had to&amp;nbsp;call 911, for police assistance and an ambulance and&amp;nbsp;all that stuff, but it freaked me out quite bad...my dad kept telling me that we were lucky to even be here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after a day of reccouperation, however you spell it, Gramp died. Everyone called him Smokey, but I grew up knowing him as Gramp because of my third cousins, Ty and Kayla, &amp;nbsp;but he's not really my gramp. He had cancer and was sick for some time, in the hospital and all that, and then his suffering finally came to an end on May 6. It was a sad day, because of all the head shaking and tears. I had to go home that day, too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, finally, I wanted to apologize to Ravyn for missing my deadline on the clock, which was this weekend. So, she was angry, and with good reason, too. But it's too late to make up for lost time, because she has already ordered the merchandise she's taking with her. So...I don't really know what to do.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imperialmelody:4686</id>
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    <title>Don't Put It In Your Mouth: I</title>
    <published>2007-04-30T21:40:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-30T21:40:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;No, the title is not sexual.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm babysitting my neice, and she's a pain, but she wipes her own bum, so I'm lucky. She's two, and we're just starting to potty train her, and she can already wipe her own bum. It's a nice discovery.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't know what else to say on this post, so I'll talk to you guys later!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imperialmelody:4565</id>
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    <title>Pish Posh</title>
    <published>2007-04-28T14:35:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-28T14:35:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;So, then. Where was I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I haven't updated for a while, so, here I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was the 30-hour famine. I drank lots of water and juice, and had only one cup of rice that night. However, I caved before 3 the next day. I woke up, and I was fine. But then, I got up and I was craving food so badly. I guess I understand how those children must feel in other parts of the world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done any fundraising yet, but I think I'll get to that later on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Barrington yesterday. Ricky had to go to Wilson's, so I tagged along, and while I was there, I found a beautiful glass engraving of a realistic looking woman and daughter. I bought it for mum for mother's day, as well as a pretty card. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, and this is the funny part, I went all Pokemon addict and actually bought another Pokemon game. I got the Pearl Version for my DS, and I have to say, it pains me to take time off from playing the game to post this entry.&amp;nbsp; I have never been so addicted to a Pokemon game in my life. I mean, come on...it's Pokemon. I'm surprised I even bought it. I feel like a nerd. Ahahaha. The graphics are awesome. It's 3-fucking-D. How much more awesome can you get? TOUCH SCREEN. That's how much!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought a Dora the Explorer game for Cheyanne. It's really boring. But, Chey-Pie seems to like it. Or... like watching it. She'll play it more when she's older...like 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I suckered Ron into doing the dishes at work while Becky trained me to be a cook. I want to do it again today, but Jess doesn't want to train me.&amp;nbsp;I bet I could persuade her, though. I think I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's about it for my update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imperialmelody:4105</id>
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    <title>Third Wheel-Ish Substitutions</title>
    <published>2007-04-25T22:36:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-25T22:36:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>What I've Done- Linkin Park</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;So, Gabbie wants to hook me up with someone on&amp;nbsp;a "blind" date. We're now discussing the possibilties. So far, I've been too picky to choose any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult business dealing with decisions like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Gabbie will.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I weren't so picky, but I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, haven't updated in a while, so I thought I'd note this.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imperialmelody:3870</id>
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    <title>Saan is my safehaven</title>
    <published>2007-04-20T21:19:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-20T21:19:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fighting Dreamers - Naruto</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;So. Going to the dentist was as horror film-like as I thought. It was quick (enough) and relatively painless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, I have to go back again on tuesday. Am I really being punised for something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a better note, I love Saan. That store has everything a young girl like me and Katie could ever want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Katie, I'm at her house today! New Location! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's gonna dye my hair today! I'll post some pictures on my site when they develop. We bought a disposable camera at Saan's, as well as some "red" hairdye. I thought I was gonna get a coupon inside for free admission to any Empire Studios cinemas, but the coupon had expired last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid false advertisments. DEATH BE TO THEM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love Saan's, though. =)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imperialmelody:3642</id>
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    <title>An Apple a Day...</title>
    <published>2007-04-16T23:19:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-16T23:20:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;...causes cavities.&amp;nbsp; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding. Bad oral hygiene causes cavities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cavities means fillings! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoorah for fillings? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doubtful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back from the dentist today. My appointment was for 2:30 and my jaw only thawed around 7:30.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sucks, having your jaw numb. I'm not looking forward to filling my other cavity next week. It hurts to eat. Or, rather, to chew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna get another filling!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imperialmelody:3416</id>
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    <title>You Won't Be Alone</title>
    <published>2007-04-15T00:29:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-16T23:49:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#339966"&gt;Well, THAT didn't last too long.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Chad kinda decided against the relationship, because he felt it was weird to date me, because he considers me&amp;nbsp;family more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which, I can't understand...since he makes sexual comments often...which you just don't do with your family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if he considered me family, he should've known not to date me in the first place, which would've hurt a lot less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I don't know what exactly I was thinking, either. I should've known better than to accept going with him in the first place, since he &lt;strike&gt;"rejected"&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;turned me down&amp;nbsp;me twice before. So, it's kind of my fault, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...I suppose we'll get through this after a while of talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine, after all, a friend told me that I won't be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imperialmelody:3316</id>
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    <title>Clothing Optional</title>
    <published>2007-04-14T18:15:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-14T18:15:01Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;I LOVE MY KATIE-BUNS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to find someone smarter, I dare you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll knock your socks off with her flaming orange hair, and kick ass Tae-Kwon-Do moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, she'll be loyal to you till the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you bunches, Katie!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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    <title>The Angus Diet</title>
    <published>2007-04-14T00:52:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-14T18:03:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;Today was lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the movies after all, even though everything seemed to go wrong earlier in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't go see the movie we originally planned to. We planned to go see The Reaping, but we ended up going to see Blades of Glory again, instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabbie was my ride to and from town...or rather, her Grandfather was. Anyway, he wanted to see one of the early shows, so we had no choice. Gabbie had no problem with it since she had never seen it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, me and Chad held hands most of the time, and it was nice. I like being close to him. He doesn't even have to do anything. I like when he gives my hand a little squeeze, or rubs my thumb with his. Little things like that make me shiver with delight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, once the movie was over, Chad's parents were there to give him a ride home. He gave me the sweetest kiss I think I've ever had. It was quick, simple and delicate. It, too, was nice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I'm off to sleep now, so that I can dream and preserve the moment in the lobby of the theater. Buh bye for now! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imperialmelody:2732</id>
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    <title>Add A Cricket, Just For Luck</title>
    <published>2007-04-13T19:18:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-13T19:19:36Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Friday the 13th. *shudders* If I were superstitious I'd say that today has been an unlucky day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, today hasn't been the best day, though. I got up this morning, and the power went out. No biggie, I can handle power outages.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, the phone card my dad bought me got ruined when I tried to scratch the sticky part off to reveal the code, so now I can't use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, of course,&amp;nbsp;PEB didn't have school today, because the power outage was&amp;nbsp;all throughtout Tusket and Wedgeport, and wouldn't be up again&amp;nbsp;until 11 o'clock or so.&amp;nbsp; So, that kinda put a damper in my plans to go to town with Chad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I've got to find a way to town, which will be difficult, since I can't drive, and even if I could, no one would let me have the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, things are starting to get into a bad mood again...I'm hoping to get out of the house for a while, just to get away from this atmosphere that threatens to blow my mood apart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...anyone going to town?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imperialmelody:2550</id>
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    <title>Yo mama!</title>
    <published>2007-04-12T19:18:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-14T00:33:53Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#ff33ff"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okay all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in veeeeery good mood!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First; Things at home are starting to slowly get better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second; I have a boyfriend! And he's super sweet, super cute, and, also, super horny. XD But, I've been after him for a while, and, finally, he's decided that he wants me in return. It's a nice feeling. : )&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a suckier note(but not too sucky to blow my mood apart :D) my internet half died. I can't seem to connect to my msn, because my key ports are messed. I dunno, whatever. I can still post in my journal! That's good enough for now...but I wanna talk to Chad! :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, life lesson here: Don't let the bad things in life &lt;/em&gt;control &lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff33ff"&gt;your life, because then you might miss out on the best things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading guys!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imperialmelody:2220</id>
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    <title>Too Depressed To Rant...</title>
    <published>2007-04-10T20:09:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-10T20:09:21Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I just...don't know. My stepdad is getting to the point where he's making me depressed with his piss-pour attitude. I &lt;strike&gt;want&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;need&amp;nbsp;to to get away from him, for a while, just a couple days...maybe a week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like crying a bit. A lot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even feel like ranting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is...awful for me. I don't know what to do.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imperialmelody:1825</id>
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    <title>Internet Equals God</title>
    <published>2007-04-09T16:13:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-09T16:16:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>How Long- Hinder</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Upon my parents arrival, I was surprised to be permitted online. But, before I could even&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;do&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;anything, my mother said to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The dishes aren't done."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had done them quite enough times since Jessica had done them, so I replied: "Tell it to Jessica."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She ended up letting it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even ten minutes later, she said, "Your room isn't very clean, either..." I could have handled it if she had ended it like that. But, instead, she ended it like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Should I blame that on Jessica, too?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so angry about that, that I ranted to Katie about it, after a sharp and equally bitter "no" for my reply.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, Brianna Garcia e-mailed me back with a link to her comic strip and story titled When Curiosty Met Insanity, which cheered me up a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...the bitterness never leaves the atmosphere here. It's suffocating, really. I need to make/have more outings with my friends, because if not, I'll not make it out of here alive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imperialmelody:1640</id>
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    <title>WARNING: Rant Ahead.</title>
    <published>2007-04-09T14:04:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-09T14:04:36Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;Okay, I woke up this morning and played Harvest Moon for an hour or so, then my parents left. So, I went to go check my e-mails and LJ, post an entry or two, check the PTP forums, and chat with some friends bit. No biggie. Right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Ricky had to go and disable the internet connection, instead of telling us not to go online. So, I fixed the problem(he must think we're too stupid to do that) and went and did all this stuff just to spite him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while he's gone, I'm ranting about his pitiful attempts at torturing us(even though his presence is quite enough) and pansy ass attitude. Makes me feel a bit better, even if the problem will persist.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening to my rant.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Hula Hoops Are Fun.</title>
    <published>2007-04-08T19:11:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-09T14:05:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#339966"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok, maybe I'll post one more thing before I switch from PJs to daywear.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to tell you guys that I have a website. Here's the link!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/genesisgene/"&gt;www.freewebs.com/genesisgene/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#339966"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are pictures of me and my friends/sister on there!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Beats Are Tastier Than Fergie</title>
    <published>2007-04-08T18:57:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-08T18:58:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;Today started out kinda poor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke to the sound of my older sister crying, because she was so frustrated with the ramp we have outside to get on the patio. We don't have anyone who comes here with a disability, so I have to agree when she says we would be better off with stairs. She had slipped in the snow on it countless times, with her two year old in her arms, and she kept falling in the snow. She must have felt bad for her daughter, because she cried in front of her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, she and her daughter cheered up some, so that was good. Then more bad news came our way when we realized that we had no sanitary supplies left, and we were both in need. What's worse is that it's Easter, so very few stores were open. But we cleared up that scary mess later on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we all seem happy again, because our parents took off for a while (yay!), my friend Chad has invited me to watch him and some of his friends practice their music. They aren't even going to be at his house, but he still invited me. So, I feel kinda loved now. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess I should get ready...here it is 3:56 PM and I'm still in my PJs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later all!&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>4 inches of death</title>
    <published>2007-04-08T13:58:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-08T18:08:53Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should be illegal, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, Easter is in spring. Spring is when flowers bloom and birds sing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the sun shines.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, now, there are limited areas on the cold, wet ground that we can walk without stepping in 4 inches of absolute death.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I can't stand is that there was no snow on Christmas, but now, on the day of the ressurection of Christ, there is. Someone, up there in those big, blurry blotches of snow-giving gas, is seriously confused.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Global warming, please hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Quack Quack Quackity Quack!</title>
    <published>2007-04-08T13:31:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-20T21:31:52Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;div class="fwBlogEntryBody"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is one of those moments in your life that you may never forget, and you can make an inside joke out of.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me, Katie, Deanna, Joe and Bree went to town, and we ate lunch, went to the mall and then went to see a movie. Here's how it all worked out:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First, me and Joe met Katie at Taco Bell/KFC. We had lunch and from there went to the mall to meat Dea. Me and Katie waited for Dea while Joe went to get Bree. We finally met up with Dea, and some random ducks, which we talked to, and they understood me, because I spoke in duck, telling them to get out of the&amp;nbsp;way of the&amp;nbsp;oncoming traffic, and they did,&amp;nbsp;and we went and browsed the&amp;nbsp;mall. Afterward, we went to Frenchy's and even got Tyler to follow us and chatted with him randomly. Totally unplanned, meeting him was. Anyway, we went back to the mall, and while we were going inside, there were some guys who were sitting&amp;nbsp;outside, and one of them called to&amp;nbsp;us:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, can you girls do me a favor?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My dearest friend, Katie, being as hyper as she was,&amp;nbsp;said: "Oh, what's that?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The guy, a complete stranger, who we later found out was named Jordan, answered: "Stay sexy."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We almost died of laughter. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, more of that later. We went around the mall a couple of times, then we circled the parking lot a couple times. We whistled and talked to the Jordan guy, until, finally, Katie gave him her cell number. Omigosh, it was soooo funny. Katie is now officially my idol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anywho, later on, in the theater, we part ways with Joe, Dea and Bree, and we meet with Jared and Chad. Inside the theater, partway through the movie, Jordan calls Katie's cell. SO funny. Anyway, the ride home was awful. 60 on the highway, bad weather conditions and all. Then, I came home, and posted this. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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