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  <title>The price is WRONG, bitch.</title>
  <subtitle>LOVE IT OR SHOVE IT.</subtitle>
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    <name>Skipper the Pirate</name>
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  <updated>2005-03-30T00:26:54Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skippingskippy:61199</id>
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    <title>AHERM.</title>
    <published>2005-03-30T00:26:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-30T00:26:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Walkmen - Radio</lj:music>
    <content type="html">If you missed my last post about &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/bangbang_powpow"&gt;&lt;b&gt;changing livejournals&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... Well I have and those who haven't added me back I am assuming you either:&lt;br /&gt;a) suck and don't want to add me back!&lt;br /&gt;b) missed that post entirely/are away/dead&lt;br /&gt;c) Obviously don't pay enough attention to my livejournal anyways so probs shouldn't add my new journal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skippingskippy:61174</id>
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    <title>Yes, I know this can be annoying</title>
    <published>2005-03-28T21:57:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-28T21:57:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Arctic Monkeys - Dancing Shoes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JE DÉMÉNAGE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Translation: New ElGay, because my username was annoying me. Now I'm over at &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_bangbang_powpow' lj:user='bangbang_powpow' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://bangbang-powpow.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://bangbang-powpow.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;bangbang_powpow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tell me if you are enjoying the new name.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skippingskippy:60254</id>
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    <title>These are a few of my faaaavourite thiiiinngs</title>
    <published>2005-03-19T01:29:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-19T04:09:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Ramones - I wanna be your boyfriend (yes plz)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">On wednesday I went for a walk. A like, 4 hour walk. My dad gave me 5$ and I bought two bags of cookies and this crazy weird tropical juice-in-a-can that was actually really yummy. It was called Gina, and it had Japanese writing all over it, even though it said it was "bottled in the Phillipeans". It made me smile. I ate and drank wilst sitting on a swin in a park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/tvontheradio.jpg" alt="TV &amp;amp; Luggage" border="2"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to the store I found this old tv and suit case lying on the side of the road. I wanted to bring them home, unfortunately the tv was way too heavy. But I did bring the suitcase home! XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures later of my LOVELY TOWN. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;_____________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/favourite_things.jpg" alt="These are a few of my favourite thiiiiiiiiings" border="2"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to show off my pile of my &lt;b&gt;favouritethingsever. At the moment.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone say hello to:&lt;br /&gt;+My Artbook &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;+London School of Art and CSM panflets (OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGGGG)&lt;br /&gt;+Pile of CDs that I cannot stop listening too!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I challedge everyone on my friends list to post their favourite things (of the month or year or ever!)!!! Dooo it!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edit: Ten points to the person who can actually read the titles of all the cds in my totering pileeeee!!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skippingskippy:59837</id>
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    <title>Dear FriendsList, I am in need of your advice!</title>
    <published>2005-03-16T21:49:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-16T21:49:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Because I am completely useless at making my own decisions I need yer advice; Tonight is the Planet Smashers/Ripcordz show, and since I smell and and completely useless I did not buy my ticket ages ago like I should have, and now I am COMPLETELY broke, this isn't even an exageration, I have like -1$ to my name. So I have two options:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stay home and sit on my ass and watch movies etc&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;- Try and sneek in through the back door of the venue, where all the people go out between sets for smoke breaks. I could go in the middle of the show between a set to try and blend in with the crowd, or summat. The only risk of this is getting caught... But what is the worst that could happen... other then like... banning me for life from Capital... Herm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAH at the moment, option one is looking really tempting.</content>
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    <title>...</title>
    <published>2005-03-12T22:39:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-12T22:39:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Avril Lavigne has written a song that I can relate to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it would be best if I crawled into a hole and died, now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skippingskippy:58777</id>
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    <title>LOLE &amp;lt;3</title>
    <published>2005-03-04T04:34:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-04T04:36:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I Want You Around - The Ramones</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/imfunni.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I OBVIOUSLY have the best twin anyone could have, my twin beats all of your twins. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_sowhatsthestory' lj:user='sowhatsthestory' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://sowhatsthestory.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://sowhatsthestory.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;sowhatsthestory&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; knows my secret, I have a soft spot for ginge haired boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY THAT ONE, WHAT A SPECIMEN OF A CHUNK OF MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arhm, I am on a reaallyyyyy big Ramones high, I went to see &lt;i&gt;End of the Century: The Story of The Ramones&lt;/i&gt; on tuesday with Glop (&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_gorthead' lj:user='gorthead' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://gorthead.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://gorthead.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;gorthead&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), much more on that later, but now Im going to go read Harry Potter. I'm cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new brain, plz</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skippingskippy:58238</id>
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    <title>Jesus it's been a long week</title>
    <published>2005-02-25T03:11:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-25T03:40:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Honest Mistake - The Bravery/22 Grand Job - The Rakes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;paragraph&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asdkjfhasdf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This friday is the end of term and it is getting worrying, our teachers decide to shove all the tests/essays on us in the last week, so we have to study for like 1897897324834 things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a sad day, the argyle sweater I was looking forwards to buying was pricier then I had previously... thought? I swear that tag said 25$... But instead it's 50! Wtf I hate it when clothes are so expensive, I don't even NEED to buy clothes, considering I could technically make all my clothes myself, but this sweater is &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; cute. + it is reminecent of The Rakes. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm just going to have to have to pay for the rest of it with my allowance etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A JOB. And I'm fucking serious, this is getting ridiculous I need some sort of income, I think I'm going to apply to Value Village, though that might not be that good of an idea, because I think the moment I would get my paycheck I would probably just spend it all in like a matter of minutes on all the clothes I will have been oggle-ing wilst working there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, what a complicated life I do lead. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though today had it's bonuses; Guitar lesson (I still miss Mike, my old teacher who left to go live in Vancouver :(); supper at NEWPORT(home of the Elvis sighting society, ie it's a restaurant dedicated to ELVIS &amp;lt;3)wiff the Dad, we talked about parasites and crazy murderers and polish people;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_andrewkendall' lj:user='andrewkendall' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://andrewkendall.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://andrewkendall.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;andrewkendall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; updating with pictures of Babyshambles! (Omg, no, I don't need to get a life, pssht); THE O.C. OMG OMG OMG OMGOMGOMGOASDFKJLSFDJKLSFAWEUIAFSD I LOVE TEEN SOAP OPERAS; the promise of the cute argyle sweater tommorow if it's still there and there is my size, if there isn't Ill probs cry for the rest of this month, it's really really really REALLY cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also really looking forward to this weekend; watching tv all saturday with Glop and Martin, this promises to be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think next weekend would be good for the Disney Movie Party, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm real sorry for this mediocre entry, I need to go make an outline for my stupid in-class english essay tommorow. Ajka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I hate it when html codes don't work pwopa.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In-class essay questions:&lt;br /&gt;1.Explore how and why Nick’s loyalties change during the course of the novel.&lt;br /&gt;2.Discuss Gatsby as a ‘character’ and his life as a ‘play’.&lt;br /&gt;3.Discuss Tom and Daisy’s seemingly paradoxical relationship: do they love each other? Why do they act the way they do? &lt;br /&gt;4.How are the characters’ actions and personality traits indicative of the novel’s time period?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGWTF which one do I pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iTunes quiz anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How many total songs?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 547, isn't that sad? It's because I don't have a program to download music, so I can only burn it/get it from friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sort by Song Title - first and last?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First: '50 To A Pound - The Paddingtons&lt;br /&gt;Last: Your Song (instrumental) - Moulin Rouge soundtrack XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sort by Time - first and last?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First: Howard Makes It All Go Away - Jon Brion (Eternal Sunshine soundtrack), 00:14&lt;br /&gt;Last: Pieces Mended - The Used (heh heh), 11:02&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sort by Album - first and last?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First: (Unknown Album), The Cribs [why does it say unknown album? I know what album it's from!]&lt;br /&gt;Last: there are about 50 that don't &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; the album put in, it's just a blank space, but the last one with an album written in is a bunch of japanese characters (ﾃﾞｼﾞﾓﾝｱﾄﾞﾍﾞﾝﾁｬｰｷｬﾗｸﾀｰｿﾝｸﾞ+ﾐﾆﾄﾞﾗﾏ 3)and the song song is called "Keep On TV" and I have no clue who it's by, because the name of the band is in Japanese too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sort by Artist - first and last?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First: Adam Green &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Last: Zero 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find "sex," how many songs show up?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;!??!?! TWO? How is this even POSSIBLE. And it isn't DIRECTLY even just the word sex! It's Middlesex Times from the Donnie Darko soundtrack and Hot Sexy Punkie by Sean Paul (DON'T ASK, LOL @ THAT SONG)! wtf is going on? I know I have lot of songs &lt;b&gt;about&lt;/b&gt; sex, I suppose they just don't have it in the title...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find "death," how many songs show up?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14... and most of it is because of "In Love And Death" the album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find "love," how many songs show up?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Mainly because of SpeakerBox/The Love Below album, yey for Outkast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find "peace," how many songs show up?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NONE! Hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find "fuck," how many songs show up?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 only :( 14 of which are because of the Leftover Crack album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I am really done now, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Change your plans and then phone me, wont you?</title>
    <published>2005-02-14T04:43:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-14T04:46:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Strokes - 12:51</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an unnecessarily boring saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent it on my ass in front of the tube. But then an interesting idea came to mind, why don't I take a lame pictures of myself being lame?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG BR1LL!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/PICT0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/LOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only look attractive when half my face is missing, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;No no, it's really because I'm super artsy, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;(...I'm so sorry...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL they are all exactly the same! the lot of them! But I styled my hair all fancy-ly, not that you can even see in the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have obviously wasted enough of your time for one day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a good weekend xo&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>I'm sexy SO SEXY.</title>
    <published>2005-01-31T03:40:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-31T04:38:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hey Ya! - Razorlight (bwahahahaha!)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This saturday was the Father Daughter Dinner Dance.&lt;br /&gt;I know this might sound very very very odd to some people, but since I go to an all girls school, instead of having a prom or whatevz we have a Father Daughter Dinner Dance thingner where we all get to dress up in fancy dresses and dance around and eat food and laugh and if you are me, your dad forces you to dance with him to grease music, and also, if you are me, your grade six carpool who goes to the Father/Daughter with her older brother forces you to dance with him. (That was very awkward, as Bryde(her older brother) is probably a foot and a half taller then me, arhem.) But unlike a prom, it happens EVERY YEAR from grade six upwards! &lt;br /&gt;HOO-RAH RAH RAH!&lt;br /&gt;This year was "mystery themed" they had actors and shit that dressed up funny and got killed and shit, it was funny because Glop and I where at the front of the stage looking at "evidence" and then one of the actors (a fat italian one) stumbled into the room with a PEN IN HIS EYE and he was "bleeding" everywhere and he started running at us HAHAHHAHAHHA WE RAN AWAY SCREAMING IT WAS BRILLIANT! hahahhahhJKLSADHFJLKAJFQO;ITHOEWI4HQ3HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;+ The old Elmwood Improv trainer Scott was part of the act too! It was great, I haven't seen him in ages, he was wearing a wig (not the one in the pictures, HAHAHA) so i didn't recognise him at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FDDD_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope + Meghan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FDDD_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope's hair, it was nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FDDD_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandy and Isabelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FDDD_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope, Meghan being strange and Alex's head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FDDD_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FD_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glop and her nice dress and Alex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FDDD_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glop, again, I took a fazillion pictures of her dress, it's so nice and shiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FD_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope and Meghan... again. All these pictures are exactly the same!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FD_13.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FD_16.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I obviously have a secret crush on Glop's dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FD_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my dad and... Anna's dad? My dad is the one eagerly talking, he's the coolest dad because he is british.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FD_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope and Meghan... lying down on the floor? Or maybe it's just one of those one million + 1 times she FELL OVER hahaahhaahhahaaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FD_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meghan's sholder, Laura and Glop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FD_19.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FD_20.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, WHAT THE HELL, I SUCK AT TAKING PICTURES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FD_21.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are they ALWAYS TOGETHER IN PICTURES, it just looks like its the same one over and over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FD_27.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meghan is trying to be sexy, she actually posed like this seriously too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FD_28.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Hope and Meghan, otherwise known as REM's only fans XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FD_29.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna, Lorena, Glop looking like she is eating the centre piece, and &lt;span style="text-decoration:  line-through"&gt;Anna&lt;/span&gt; Alex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FD_30.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@jkafsd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FD_31.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FD_32.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I bother captioning all these, Im sure you know who these people are by now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FD_33.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is so unflattering, I'm very sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FD_34.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FD_41.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathroom shots! (My face is the blinding light, I am jezuz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FD_38.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUDE, IT'S MY FACE, AND MY NEW HAIR! You can't see the colours propa, but my hair is now bright orange and plum! I got it done right before the FDDD,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Father%20Daughter/FD_45.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is by far the best picture on the face of the earth. Scott, improv trainer + blonde wig + making a funny face = LE YEY!! (Hope and Meghan fancied him and want in his pants, after telling them that he was married to his work, meghan told him SHE could be his work. I was a bit frightened, LOLCICLE. But it's okay as he is rad.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SORRY FOR THE EXTREME AMOUNT OF PICTURES :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing was sososososo much fun, I am totes making my own dress for next year! Weeehh&lt;br /&gt;Im very upset though, as they didn't play the songs Glop and I requested, PLUS THEY DIDN'T HAVE MICHAEL BY FRANZ FERDINAND &amp;gt;:( GHEYZ! That song is so homoerotic &amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;They did play Hey Ya! though! But it was by Outkast, and not the cover by Razorlight :( Although, I am really in love with the original anyhow, so it's okay. But... Y'know, it's made even better by Mr. Borrell's accent :)&lt;br /&gt;I ramble a lot, Im so very, very sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, I bought my shoes the night before, along with some other shoes who are also really hot, &lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/PICT0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who took pictures, send me more plz :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, la fin!&lt;br /&gt;xo</content>
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    <title>I have a HUGE problem.</title>
    <published>2005-01-12T03:17:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-12T03:24:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Up All Night - Razorlight</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This entry is only for the elmwood crew, if you are not part of this (ie you don't go to the hell hole all girls school called Elmwood) Don't bother reading this, because you won't understand and you will think i am crazy, if you don't already, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;I DON'T HAVE ANYONE TO SIT WITH AT THE FATHER DAUGHTER. PLZ HELP ME. I AM COMPLETELY ALONE AND I DON'T WANT TO END UP SITTING WITH BLAIR OR SAMFING. UMMMMMMMMMM MEGHAN, IS YOUR TABLE STILL FREE-ISH? O_O I am really worried that all my friends are going to not be able to sit with me, and im going to be all alone. :(((((((((( It's making me really nervous and if i can't sit with any one I might not even go, because I dont know... I'm feeling very un-happy lately, I think it's the long winter and the lack of good things in this town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;plus i have massive hips and my dress looks ghey on me.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Cabbages! Knickers! IT'S GOT NO BEAK!</title>
    <published>2005-01-10T23:14:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-11T03:52:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Rock'n'Roll Lies - Razorlight</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I had a brilliant weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday I took the bus with Jess and ran into a bunch of my hottee friends (haaaaaaaaahaha) and then Jess and I walked to Mags&amp;Fags to try and find NME, AND THEY DIDN'T HAVE IT. Im really pissed I want the pictures of the Babyshambles riot! DAMMIT, I hate how we can't get ANYTHING in this ghey ass country. Jess laughed at me because walking allll the way to Mags&amp;Fags made me really tired, she poked fun at my unhealthyness. Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday I woke up at 12:30 ish after I THINK my mum came in and told me that they where leaving for the cottage, I fell back asleep for a while then woke up and couldn't remember weather that actually happened, but the house was empty so I assumed it did, heh.&lt;br /&gt;I got Glop to come over and have a movie-watching-being-lazy-eating-junkfood-and-laughing marathonthingner. It was very fun, she gave me my HOT lateChristmas present: GAYDAR and &lt;i&gt;Space Balls&lt;/i&gt;. OMG, GAYDAR IS LIKE THE FUNNIEST BOOK EVER, HAHAHAAH ITS BRILLIANT.&lt;br /&gt;Earlier I went to Loblaws to buy cookies + Kraft Dinner + WHIPPED CREAM IN A CAN!!&lt;br /&gt;We went back later to get more whipped cream at around 9:00, it was totes fun, walking around the store looking for food, haha.&lt;br /&gt;We watched tons of movies/episodes of &lt;i&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;That 70's Show&lt;/i&gt;, we started with &lt;i&gt;Space Balls&lt;/i&gt;, then we watched the &lt;i&gt;SW&lt;/i&gt; episode of &lt;i&gt;That 70's Show&lt;/i&gt;, then in the spirit of &lt;i&gt;Star Wars&lt;/i&gt; we watched &lt;i&gt;The Empire Strikes Back&lt;/i&gt;. I also started showing her Season one of &lt;i&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/i&gt;! I think she liked it, which is good, because it's a genius show.&lt;br /&gt;Later we watched &lt;i&gt;Clockwork Orange&lt;/i&gt;. FINALLY, I HAVE BEEN WAITING TO SEE THAT MOVIE FOR AGES. Despite it being VERY disturbing, it's VERY good so well done, and actually pretty FUNNY. Hahhahahahaha. It's a brilliant movie and I adored it. It was really stressful at parts O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glop and I spent like all night talking about everything, it's very amusing, she is very fun to talk wilst being half asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She left on sunday after watching some more &lt;i&gt;That 70's Show&lt;/i&gt;, and then I decided that instead of doing actually work, I cleaned up the mess we made and tightened pants. My black jeans are like skin tight, its wonderfully comfortable. &lt;br /&gt;Later I found one of those special pens that are all fancy and like quills... I decided that I would change the ink cartrige and write post to people randomly because I have nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;It turned out to be a very messy affair...&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/JUNKIEFINGERS.jpg"&gt; Don't play with ink, it makes you look like a dirty, dirty kid. (I have Pete fingers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo</content>
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    <title>skippingskippy @ 2005-01-02T19:44:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-03T01:05:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-03T02:27:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Can't Stand Me Now - The Libertines</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My brain hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm... New years was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Quebec to visit my Gran and family etc.&lt;br /&gt;I welcomed the New Year with a game of Rummoli. Which I did not win. Which was really the biggest dissapointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I hate spending important holidays away from home. Hate hate hate hate it. How is some one supposed to have New Years without alcohol. I didn't even get any champagne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get to see Marisha for a few hours before she got on her boat back to her french family and my mom got me to bring me to mine.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting up with Marisha was by far the best part of the entire affair. We spent most of our time in this little restaurant laughing at &lt;b&gt;the&lt;/b&gt; man. "Oui!?"&lt;br /&gt;Oh... ahsdjkafashhahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;The best part was by far when we where walking by that restaurant called something about a fried rabbit? Just in french so it sounds nicer. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we where walking past and what I suppose was one of the cooks (either that or a crazy doctor, becuase he was wearing a white coat) and as we passed him I thought it would be fine for me to say stupidly loudly "That cook man would be attractive if he had hair!" because he would. But he was bald. Why the hell do people bald-a-fy themselves? its hidious. ANYWAYS then Marisha goes "WHAT COOK!?!?!" as she turns around and starts looking around and hes like STANDING RIGHT THERE BEHIND US. JASKDFHAJKHHAHAHAL jaskdfhhkjasdfhajkHAJKSDHFA.&lt;br /&gt;It was really funni. I guess you had to be there, but it was funny. Let's hope he doesn't speak english.&lt;br /&gt;After this we run into this random souvenir store and start laughing stupidly as the clerck stares at us with an expression oh fear on his face. It was quite interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to my Uncles and opened my presents from my family. Weeeh they gave me nice presents.&lt;br /&gt;Except that the house has two cats, who are quite possibly the ugliest cats ever, i only saw one of them (which looks alot like the Harry Potter cat, crookshanks or whatever its called) and it has the ugliest "hair cut" ever. Its all choppy... it looks like some one attacked it with scissors. JSKDALFHHAHA. You know what normal cat tails show look like? you know the fuzzy cats with the squished faces? who have fluffy tails? picture the tail... well this cats tail... was like CUT UNEVENELY at the end, not the TAIL ITSELF but the fur... it like ended in a weird square cut.&lt;br /&gt;anyways i've ranted long enough about cats for one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to the realisation that I must be one of the stupidiest people alive. Or I just have the worst attention spans ever. I often find myself in the middle of a conversation with some one, and then I just STOP TALKING altogether because I get distracted by something shiny and forget what I was about to say.&lt;br /&gt;I need a new BRAIN. ASDFAKAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edit:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the picture of one of my best presents EVER from my mum and dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/PICT0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lord I died a bit inside when I opened this &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of Quebec, is Simons, by far one of the best stores ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/PICT0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweater, t-shirt and pink "pearls" are all new. I adore the sweater so so much.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes it's hot. and its brown and green. I like those colours quite a bit :)</content>
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    <title>Did I mention...</title>
    <published>2004-12-29T06:39:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-29T07:00:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Le Tigre - Deceptacon</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I got a &lt;b&gt;record player&lt;/b&gt; for Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Recordplayer_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I did.&lt;br /&gt;And have been listening to my records for the past like 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;i&gt;Saturday Night Fever&lt;/i&gt; soundtrack is probably the best soundtrack EVER. I love disko music.&lt;br /&gt;Plus The Libertines and The Strokes sounds so much hotter on vinyl.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/ends&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edit:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slash listening to Records and this spazzy song all night made me get super crazy and decide to take pictures of myself spazzing with my new(notreally) fake eyelashes... I kidof look like a drunk prostitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/PICT0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/PICT0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(notice the fake eyelashes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wanna see me disko?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>skippingskippy @ 2004-12-28T17:49:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-28T23:18:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-28T23:23:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm back from the cottage! I spent Christmas eve through earlier today at the cottage under a pile of blankets watching &lt;i&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Farscape&lt;/i&gt; and reading Shoebox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas, though deprived of internet and friends, was really fabulous, all the presents I got I really wanted. I was just really happy about it all. Plus my parents where being really pleasant. I don't want to rant about it for hours and bore everyone out of their minds, but I have to gloat about what I got for a while, okay?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;i&gt;Clockwork Orange&lt;/i&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;i&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/i&gt; Complete first season XD&lt;br /&gt;-Everything's Eventual, 14 &lt;b&gt;DARK&lt;/b&gt; tales by Stephen King (I ADORE STEPHEN KING &amp;lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;-Che Guevara's Motorcycle Diaries (YAY! This is the book, not the movie, I dont think the movie is out yet)&lt;br /&gt;-The Cribs CD!!!!!!!!!!! AHHH FUCKING FINNNALLLYYYY!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;-The Libertines (self titled!) It's suuuccchhh a good cd! AND AND the picture from the Freedom Gig was taken on October 8th!!!!!!!! THE FREEDOM GIG WAS ON MY BITHDAY! XDD *glee*&lt;br /&gt;-Camourah XD (My mums old digital.)&lt;br /&gt;There where more but I'm not going to make a huuuge list because thats too much gloating! Obviously I don't know what the fuck I'm ranting on about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas dinner was at Nathan and Diane's. It was super good food, plus afterwards we played Rumoli! I TOTES WON, FUCK YES. And then we played Pocker with all the leftover money collected on the Rumoli board and I WON AT POKE I WON ALLLLLL THE PENNIES! Of course I got to keep none, not that it matters, because it was PENNIES and even if i wont them ALL it would only have been like 3-4 dollars, hahahaahaha. It was sure fun though XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm the rest of the time, like I said I watched &lt;i&gt;SatC&lt;/i&gt; or Farscape or read NME/Stephen King/HARRY POTTER/Shoebox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a Happy Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;Ill post pictures later, for now, LOOK AT THE TIGHTS MY MUM BOUGHT ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/PICT0012.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo</content>
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    <title>'Cause I'm darn trendy, I am.</title>
    <published>2004-12-24T06:39:14Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-24T06:39:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Libertines - Up the Bracket</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I got a &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewProfile&amp;amp;friendID=6452743&amp;amp;Mytoken=20041223223759"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt; because I am impossibly lame and trendy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So add me now, because I only have like 5 friends :( And too few comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night! xo</content>
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    <title>skippingskippy @ 2004-12-22T23:59:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-23T05:10:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-23T05:10:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hey Ya! - Outkast</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today was not entirely wasted, though started off crapily by Martin announcing to me that he forgot Futurama in his closet-size dorm room back in fuckin' Montreal. So the son-of-a-bitch decided that he was not coming over to hang out with me. Am going to kill him one of these days out of annoyance. Sometimes wonder why am friends with that kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow I don't care that much, as instead I spent my day making people's presents. They are looking hot, MARISHA CHECK YOUR GMAL PRONTO.&lt;br /&gt;Then this evenening mum and I went out to go shoppering for present for dad and Frances. Then came back home and packed presents and watched lame-ass tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LIED IM SO PISSED AT MARTIN.&lt;br /&gt;Ahem. Am going to spend rest of my evening reading and watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;OH AND AT THE RIDEAU CENTRE, when I got hot chocolate from second cup, THE BITCH WHO MADE IT DIDN'T GIVE ME ANY FUCKING WHIPPED CREAM. WHAT KIND OF PERSON DOESN'T MAKE HOT CHOCOLATE WITH WHIPPED CREAM. WTF IT TOTALLY RUINED MY DAY. STUPID WOMAN, I WAS SOOOO ANGRY, IT MADE THE HOT CHOCOLATE JUST A LITTLE LESS YUMMY.&lt;br /&gt;*cough*&lt;br /&gt;Bastards and their lack of giving me whipped cream. I think Im going to go to Loblaws tommorow and buy a can of whipped cream, and I'm going to eat it alllll by myself. Keehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Okay end&lt;br /&gt;xo</content>
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    <title>Go easy on the lights on the christmas tree ma', their using the electric chair tonight...</title>
    <published>2004-12-21T05:05:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-21T05:15:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pete Doherty&amp; Wolfman - For Lovers &lt;3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This morning I met up with Martin at westboro to go downtown to go Christmas shoppering!!&lt;br /&gt;It was super fun, he was wearing like a zillion layers because he has litterally zero percent body fat and is always cold, even in the fukcing summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we where downtown we walked around looking for iPod cases and looking at mac computers at the new compuwhats-it store in the rideau centre.&lt;br /&gt;After just faffing around we went to Chapters, where I found some random magazine I have never heard of before, BUT IT HAD THE LIBZ (Minus pete *tear*) on the cover, so i was like ITS ONLY 4.50 IM BUYING IT. And then I grabbed NME and said "How much do you want to bet that on the first page that I open this up on Pete Doherty is going to be on it!" he didn't answer because he thinks im crazy and has no clue who Pete is.&lt;br /&gt;I opened it, and on the pages i opened it to, THERE WAS AN ARTICLE ABOUT BABY SHAMBLES. Um, WOW IM SO SMART. So it's like PETEPETEPETEPETEOTHERMEMBERSOFTHEBANDPETEPETEPETEPETE. Awwww yay &amp;lt;3! Most of the pictures I had already seen because they where taken by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_andrewkendall' lj:user='andrewkendall' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://andrewkendall.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://andrewkendall.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;andrewkendall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and he had posted them already on his lj/website.&lt;br /&gt;So obviously I bought NME also, because it had, along with an article about babyshambles, the Top DVDs, Albums, songs, etc of the year in it. Plus it has really &lt;b&gt;BUFF&lt;/b&gt; pictures of Pete and Carla looking buff on the top of the "Cool list"&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, so after going "OMGOMGOMGPETEOMGCARLAOMGLIBZOMGZZZZ" for a good while Martin just shouted "ARE YOU GOING TO BUY IT OR JUST READ IT HERE?!" So I was like OKAYZ ILL BUY THEMZ!&lt;br /&gt;And we went to look for the book his dad wanted for Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I have no idea what Martin would do without me. He told me the writer of the book so we went up to the fiction section, which is enourmous, and then he said "Where do we go?" and knowing the author was a mystery author because my dad reads his books, I dragged him to the right place and we found it in like 30 seconds *is proud*&lt;br /&gt;He then proceded to tell me that if i wasn't with him he would have been looking for it for at least half an hour. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;We also RAN INTO MY MOTHER BUYING ME GIFTS at chapters, thank god I didn't see any! I would have been sad :(&lt;br /&gt;Pascal showed up after a while... Too bad she hates me and tried to get Martin to ditch me like a bazillion times.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing martin told me some of his friends where coming, because I decided that if I didn't invite someone, I would be bored out of my mind/ignored.&lt;br /&gt;So I invited my Twin, MARISHA!&lt;br /&gt;She arrived shortly after Pascal and saved me from the horror that is being bored.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Martin wasn't actually all that bad even though his friend was around, which is an improvement, its obviously because im super buff and he wants in my pants. HASDFHAHAHAJSKDFHASHAHAH RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, we faffed around some more, in the procedure I bought stuff for everybodys present (making itz!), Part of Marisha's present, Glop's present (or part of it!) and MARISHA BOUGHT ME MY PRESENT, WHICH MAKES ME WANT TO DROOL EVERYWHERE AND I KINDOF WANT TO SNOG IT.&lt;br /&gt;adsfajklsdfhasdfkjsakfjh!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, in total Martin and I and Marisha spent like a million hours downtown, and it was fun, DESPITE IT BEING FUCKING FREEEEZING. God its AWFULLY COLD outside, pffth!&lt;br /&gt;At around 4 or so Martin and Pascal went to go see Sponge Bob (the movie). Martin tried to convince me to come, but I didn't have enough money as i have to keep it for christmas gift shoppering and such. &lt;br /&gt;Marisha and I went to my house to get some of my records/clothes for photoshoot/eat soup.&lt;br /&gt;My dad drove us to Marisha's, because he can be wonderful sometimes :)&lt;br /&gt;Once at her house we listened to MY NEW RECORD THAT MARISHA BOUGHT ME. Ohhhhh fuck its sounds so fucking ridiculously hot its insane, I almost died of excitement. And we read NME articles about the people who made the record :)&lt;br /&gt;We also listened to The Strokes - Is This It, I bought the vinyl with the original cover for my birthday ages ago, and we finally got to listen to it. It was SO MADE to be played on a record, its insane.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, then we did our crazy photo shoot and took tons of supa buff picture of ourselves. I teased her hair so it looked like she was a Motley Crue fan, which was spandifferous. She looked supa hotz. I like her new hair, its just... badly done, stupid hair dresser. If only the brown was bleach blonde, it would look grogeous!&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I will now unvail my really fucking hot [early]Christmas present for Marisha.&lt;br /&gt;It kinda makes me hot in the pants. (Kinda really.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Picture1942.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised how much this picture is like HELLO ASS. It's okay though, I have a nice bum ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Picture1950_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look really frightened, BUT IM NOT, IM SUPER EXCITED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Picture1948.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asjkdf! PETE AND CARLA! AWW HE IS LIGHTING PETE'S FAG FOR HIM! (Hahaha, fag, pun fucking intended, bitch.)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;asdfjasdfklhasjdf!&lt;br /&gt;The facial expressions in these pictures are REALLY not the right ones, WHY AM I NOT SMILING? I look really strange and stiff. But Im excited. The record is sitting next to me, its like my pet &amp;lt;3 (in case you couldn't tell, it's "The Libertines - Up The Bracket" on VINYL. *guh*)</content>
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    <title>Revolutionrock!</title>
    <published>2004-12-20T02:12:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-20T02:13:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Libertines - The Good Old Days</lj:music>
    <content type="html">On friday I met Jess at Mrs Tiggy Winkles at 6 to go the the Revolutionrock xxxmas party.&lt;br /&gt;The show was super fun, Jess was the best dressed kid out of everyone, as hardxcore kids all look exactly the same and all wear pants, she was wearing a nice fancy skirt XD&lt;br /&gt;I looked a bit like Adam Green in my indie-fuck outfit :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first band was really good. And obviously so where The Transit, I like they're sound, they dont sound like everyother hardxcore band. We, the Accused where also obviously very good, and obviously so where Buried Inside, I like how they have a Gong and a Cello in their band, they're such a crazy band, but they are at some points &lt;i&gt;painfully&lt;/i&gt; loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Note to self: Bring earplugs next time you go see Buried Inside.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between sets Jessie and I listened to my cd full of British music. We where honestly the only people in that entire venue smiling. Hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Martin came over from Montreal for the Christmas break, he is obssed with Jessie's harmonica and kept playing it randomly. I'm going shopping for christmas presents with him tommorow because he needs help from a girl, what a carachter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie and I sampled some Veghan cake. NEVER. EVER. AGAIN. IT WAS SO FUCKING DISGUSITNG. IT LIKE STUCK TO YOUR MOUTH, IT WAS LIKE EATING GLUE OR SOMETHING.A SDJKFHASLKJFHAS SHDJKF&lt;br /&gt;Apperently the only person who can make good veghan cake is Jo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, the show was awsome, I hope there is going to be a good show after Christmas because Jess and I want to go to test out the camera she is going to get for Christmas! &lt;br /&gt;Afterwards Jessies mom drove me home :) which was nice because it was freezing outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JKhsadfh I am now going to roll around on the floor whilst listening to the Libertines. &lt;br /&gt;fin!&lt;br /&gt;PS PETER GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER, NOW, PLZ. KTNXBYE.</content>
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    <title>My "shuffle" knows what I'm in the mood for!</title>
    <published>2004-12-18T09:17:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-18T09:19:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>MARKY MARK AND THE FUNKY BUNCH - Good Vibrations!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">1. On your current playlist, hit shuffle and pick the first thirty-five songs on the list (no matter how cheesy or embarrassing).&lt;br /&gt;2. Write down a line of the song. Try to avoid putting the song title in the line.&lt;br /&gt;3. Have your friends comment and see if they know the songs. (NO CHEATING!)&lt;br /&gt;4. When someone guesses correctly, strike out the line and list the correct name of the song next to it. (Don't strike out the line until the song's ARTIST and NAME have both been guessed correctly!)&lt;br /&gt;My shuffle kept playing different songs of the same artist! It's really not me! It just knows what I like the best, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I was sucking on a cigarette/where did that crowd come from/They're the pennies from the slot machines/Sells you back your dreams/It's fine in Hell, boy/It's fine with you&lt;br /&gt;2. Laying me down to waste laying me down/Pin me up or put me down/Now let it all go&lt;br /&gt;3. No visible means of support and you have not seen nuthin’ yet/Everything’s stuck together/I don’t know what you expect starring into the tv set/Fighting fire with fire&lt;br /&gt;4. She's made it through the wilderness/Somehow she made it through/Didn't know how lost she was/Until she found you&lt;br /&gt;5. When we was young, oh man, did we have fun/Always, always/Promises, they break before they're made/Sometimes, sometimes&lt;br /&gt;6. When they played that song at the death disco/It started fast but it ends so slow/And all the time it reminded me of you&lt;br /&gt;7. You don't have to wear that dress tonight/Walk the streets of money/You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right &lt;br /&gt;8. And all the boys in the straight-edge scene/are in the basement huffing gasoline/Dead, dead, dead, dead/Your god is dead to me!/And when the laws of God just make ya pissed/You better become an atheist Your/Dead, dead, dead, dead/Your god is dead to me!&lt;br /&gt;9. Seeing her skin feeling silky smooth/Colour of cafe au lait/Made the savage beast inside/Roaring till it cried More, More, More &lt;br /&gt;10. And I find it kind of funny/I find it kind of sad/The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had &lt;br /&gt;11. SKIPPY, SKIPPY, SKIPPY THE BUSH KANGOOROOOOO, SKIPPY, SKIPPY, SKPPY OUR FRIEND EVER TRUE! (OHMYFUCKINGGOD, HAHAHAHAHAH)&lt;br /&gt;12. You Better Run, You Better Do What You Can/Don't Wanna See No Blood, Don't Be A Macho Man/You Wanna Be Tough, Better Do What You Can (This is a cover, I bet you can't figure out by whoooo! I want the Original Artist at the least!)&lt;br /&gt;13. Night turns to day/And I still have these questions/Bridges will break/Should I go forwards or backwards?/Night turns to day/And I still get no answers/Just a whisper&lt;br /&gt;14. Beautiful boys on a beautiful dancefloor/Michael,/you're dancing like a beautiful dance whore/Michael,/waiting on a silver platter now ... and nothing matters now (WHOEVER GUESSES WHO THIS IS BY/WHAT THE SONG IS, GO LOOK UP THE LRYICS NOW, THEY ARE SO TOTES HOMOEROTIC)&lt;br /&gt;15. Put your glad rags on and join me, hon,/We'll have some fun when the clock strikes one,/We're gonna rock around the clock tonight,/We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight. &lt;br /&gt;16. Not clashing not at all/But see my nigga went and did a lil' actin/Thats for anyone askin give me one pass'em//But I know ya'll wanted that 808 can you feel the B-A-S-S bass&lt;br /&gt;17. I wanna steal your innocence/To me my life, it just don't make any sense/Those strange manners, I loved 'em so/"Why won't you wear your new trench coat?"/I just want to misbehave/I just want to be your slave/Oh, you ain't never had nothing I wanted, but.../I want it all/I just can't figure out.../Nothin' &lt;br /&gt;18. Now listen/I pick you up at eight by ten we do the town/Empty my pockets just a tryin’ to get you down/Throw in the towel I think your games are such a bore/Just when I think I’ve lost you pull me to the floor/And get me hot&lt;br /&gt;19. I'd have sworn/That with time/Thoughts of you/Would leave my head/I was wrong/Now I find/Just one thing makes me forget&lt;br /&gt;20. Change your heart/Look around you/Change your heart/Will astound you/I need your lovin'/Like the sunshine (I swear, this is the ONLY part of the entire song that is not just the title repeated over and over again.)&lt;br /&gt;21. Now and then I've got a lot to say/But I can't afford you this one, oh yeah she asked me where I'm going/Now and again I'll find a friend who knows/She asked me where I'm going, oh yeah she asked me where I'm going  (SPAZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ)&lt;br /&gt;22. Oh, all that I know,/There's nothing here to run from,/Cos yeah, everybody here got somebody to lean on.&lt;br /&gt;23. But if you've lost your faith in love and music oh, the end wont be long/Because if its gone for you then i too may lose it and that would be wrong/Tried so hard to keep myself from falling/Back into my bad old ways&lt;br /&gt;24. But I learned fast how to keep my head up 'cause I/Know there is this side of me that/Wants to grab the yoke from the pilot and just/Fly the whole mess into the sea. &lt;br /&gt;25. Today was gonna be the day/But they'll never throw it back to you/By now you should've somehow/Realized what you're not to do/I don't believe that anybody/Feels the way I do/About you now &lt;br /&gt;26. THIS SONG IS IN JAPANESE, SO OBVIOUSLY I CANNOT GIVE YOU ANY LYRICS, THERE FOR TYPING THIS IS COMPLETELY POINTLESS. I CANT EVEN TELL YOU WHO THE ARTIST IS BECAUSE ITS JUST A BUNCH OF JAPANESE LETTERS. ALL I CAN TELL YOU IS THAT GLOP SENT IT TO ME, ITS HER FAULT! THIS SONG IS TOTES CATCHY, THOUGH. *dances around* OH SOME LYRICS ARE "NA NA NA, NA NA NAAAAAAAA!" DOES THAT HELP AT ALL?&lt;br /&gt;27. Most people think,/Great God will come from the skies,/Take away everything/And make everybody feel high./But if you know what life is worth,/You will look for yours on earth:/And now you see the light,/You stand up for your rights. Jah!&lt;br /&gt;28. It's a luscious mix of words and tricks/That let us bet when you know we should fold/On rocks i dreamt of where we'd stepped/And the whole mess of roads we're now on.&lt;br /&gt;29. Boys lie too much/Girls act too tough/Enough is enough/Well on the minds/Of other girls/I know he was...&lt;br /&gt;30. If the money is alright/22 grand job/In the city is alright/In the city that sounds nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps- I only did 30, because its now 4 am and Im totes tired or writing down lyrics. Ooops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMYGOD I SHOULD HAVE DONE 31 BECAUSE GOOD VIBRATIONS JUST CAME ON!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASJKKDFHASJKDFH I NEED A NEW BRAIN BECAUSE OBVIOUSLY I HAVE MY PRIORITIES ALL FUCKED UP.&lt;br /&gt;ktnxbye!</content>
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    <title>My "shuffle" knows what I'm in the mood for!</title>
    <published>2004-12-18T09:16:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-19T00:20:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>MARKY MARK AND THE FUNKY BUNCH - Good Vibrations!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">1. On your current playlist, hit shuffle and pick the first thirty-five songs on the list (no matter how cheesy or embarrassing).&lt;br /&gt;2. Write down a line of the song. Try to avoid putting the song title in the line.&lt;br /&gt;3. Have your friends comment and see if they know the songs. (NO CHEATING!)&lt;br /&gt;4. When someone guesses correctly, strike out the line and list the correct name of the song next to it. (Don't strike out the line until the song's ARTIST and NAME have both been guessed correctly!)&lt;br /&gt;My shuffle kept playing different songs of the same artist! It's really not me! It just knows what I like the best, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I was sucking on a cigarette/where did that crowd come from/They're the pennies from the slot machines/Sells you back your dreams/It's fine in Hell, boy/It's fine with you&lt;br /&gt;2. Laying me down to waste laying me down/Pin me up or put me down/Now let it all go&lt;br /&gt;3. No visible means of support and you have not seen nuthin’ yet/Everything’s stuck together/I don’t know what you expect starring into the tv set/Fighting fire with fire&lt;br /&gt;4. She's made it through the wilderness/Somehow she made it through/Didn't know how lost she was/Until she found you&lt;br /&gt;5. When we was young, oh man, did we have fun/Always, always/Promises, they break before they're made/Sometimes, sometimes&lt;br /&gt;6. When they played that song at the death disco/It started fast but it ends so slow/And all the time it reminded me of you&lt;br /&gt;7. You don't have to wear that dress tonight/Walk the streets of money/You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right &lt;br /&gt;8. And all the boys in the straight-edge scene/are in the basement huffing gasoline/Dead, dead, dead, dead/Your god is dead to me!/And when the laws of God just make ya pissed/You better become an atheist Your/Dead, dead, dead, dead/Your god is dead to me!&lt;br /&gt;9. Seeing her skin feeling silky smooth/Colour of cafe au lait/Made the savage beast inside/Roaring till it cried More, More, More &lt;br /&gt;10. And I find it kind of funny/I find it kind of sad/The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had &lt;br /&gt;11. SKIPPY, SKIPPY, SKIPPY THE BUSH KANGOOROOOOO, SKIPPY, SKIPPY, SKPPY OUR FRIEND EVER TRUE! (OHMYFUCKINGGOD, HAHAHAHAHAH)&lt;br /&gt;12. You Better Run, You Better Do What You Can/Don't Wanna See No Blood, Don't Be A Macho Man/You Wanna Be Tough, Better Do What You Can (This is a cover, I bet you can't figure out by whoooo! I want the Original Artist at the least!)&lt;br /&gt;13. Night turns to day/And I still have these questions/Bridges will break/Should I go forwards or backwards?/Night turns to day/And I still get no answers/Just a whisper&lt;br /&gt;14. Beautiful boys on a beautiful dancefloor/Michael,/you're dancing like a beautiful dance whore/Michael,/waiting on a silver platter now ... and nothing matters now (WHOEVER GUESSES WHO THIS IS BY/WHAT THE SONG IS, GO LOOK UP THE LRYICS NOW, THEY ARE SO TOTES HOMOEROTIC)&lt;br /&gt;15. Put your glad rags on and join me, hon,/We'll have some fun when the clock strikes one,/We're gonna rock around the clock tonight,/We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight. &lt;br /&gt;16. Not clashing not at all/But see my nigga went and did a lil' actin/Thats for anyone askin give me one pass'em//But I know ya'll wanted that 808 can you feel the B-A-S-S bass&lt;br /&gt;17. I wanna steal your innocence/To me my life, it just don't make any sense/Those strange manners, I loved 'em so/"Why won't you wear your new trench coat?"/I just want to misbehave/I just want to be your slave/Oh, you ain't never had nothing I wanted, but.../I want it all/I just can't figure out.../Nothin' &lt;br /&gt;18. Now listen/I pick you up at eight by ten we do the town/Empty my pockets just a tryin’ to get you down/Throw in the towel I think your games are such a bore/Just when I think I’ve lost you pull me to the floor/And get me hot&lt;br /&gt;19. I'd have sworn/That with time/Thoughts of you/Would leave my head/I was wrong/Now I find/Just one thing makes me forget&lt;br /&gt;20. Change your heart/Look around you/Change your heart/Will astound you/I need your lovin'/Like the sunshine (I swear, this is the ONLY part of the entire song that is not just the title repeated over and over again.)&lt;br /&gt;21. Now and then I've got a lot to say/But I can't afford you this one, oh yeah she asked me where I'm going/Now and again I'll find a friend who knows/She asked me where I'm going, oh yeah she asked me where I'm going  (SPAZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ)&lt;br /&gt;22. Oh, all that I know,/There's nothing here to run from,/Cos yeah, everybody here got somebody to lean on.&lt;br /&gt;23. But if you've lost your faith in love and music oh, the end wont be long/Because if its gone for you then i too may lose it and that would be wrong/Tried so hard to keep myself from falling/Back into my bad old ways&lt;br /&gt;24. But I learned fast how to keep my head up 'cause I/Know there is this side of me that/Wants to grab the yoke from the pilot and just/Fly the whole mess into the sea. &lt;br /&gt;25. Today was gonna be the day/But they'll never throw it back to you/By now you should've somehow/Realized what you're not to do/I don't believe that anybody/Feels the way I do/About you now &lt;br /&gt;26. THIS SONG IS IN JAPANESE, SO OBVIOUSLY I CANNOT GIVE YOU ANY LYRICS, THERE FOR TYPING THIS IS COMPLETELY POINTLESS. I CANT EVEN TELL YOU WHO THE ARTIST IS BECAUSE ITS JUST A BUNCH OF JAPANESE LETTERS. ALL I CAN TELL YOU IS THAT GLOP SENT IT TO ME, ITS HER FAULT! THIS SONG IS TOTES CATCHY, THOUGH. *dances around* OH SOME LYRICS ARE "NA NA NA, NA NA NAAAAAAAA!" DOES THAT HELP AT ALL?&lt;br /&gt;27. Most people think,/Great God will come from the skies,/Take away everything/And make everybody feel high./But if you know what life is worth,/You will look for yours on earth:/And now you see the light,/You stand up for your rights. Jah!&lt;br /&gt;28. It's a luscious mix of words and tricks/That let us bet when you know we should fold/On rocks i dreamt of where we'd stepped/And the whole mess of roads we're now on.&lt;br /&gt;29. Boys lie too much/Girls act too tough/Enough is enough/Well on the minds/Of other girls/I know he was...&lt;br /&gt;30. If the money is alright/22 grand job/In the city is alright/In the city that sounds nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps- I only did 30, because its now 4 am and Im totes tired or writing down lyrics. Ooops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMYGOD I SHOULD HAVE DONE 31 BECAUSE GOOD VIBRATIONS JUST CAME ON!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASJKKDFHASJKDFH I NEED A NEW BRAIN BECAUSE OBVIOUSLY I HAVE MY PRIORITIES ALL FUCKED UP.&lt;br /&gt;ktnxbye!</content>
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    <title>I wish I weren't so darn lazy...</title>
    <published>2004-12-16T05:39:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-16T16:34:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Libertines - Music when the lights go out</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Imabigfatgheycopy.jpg" border="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obvisouly more products of Marisha and I's spending spares SPAZZING AROUND instead of doing actual work. Which is fine because today was the last day of school, we now have three, yes three, beutiful school-free weeks of peace and freedom and tons of time to sleep or not to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would post something of significance but right now my brain is in frozen-ghey-ass-lame-o mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But but but:&lt;br /&gt;12/17 - punkottawa / junkedcamera / ILY / C4 / revolutionrock xxxmas party w/ Buried Inside (CD release), We, The Accused, The Transit, Rivals, Daggers Bearing Notes @ Club SAW - AA/7pm/$10 - $2 off w/ two cans of food for the food bank -- prizes, yummy treats and fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JESSIE&lt;/b&gt;. That + you + me = LAUGHING AT HARDXCORE KIDS.&lt;br /&gt;It promises to be tons of fun, plus there is free food :D&lt;br /&gt;I'll bring cans so that we can get money off, weeh!&lt;br /&gt;It's slightly expensive, but we shall survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who else is going to this? I haven't seen Buried Inside and The Transit in aaaaaaaaages. So this promises to be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well now I will be off to read Harry Potter and listen to the Libertines because I'm a big spazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps - ILOVEPETETONSKTNXBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;Skipper &lt;b&gt;out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;///&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But all the highs and the lows&lt;br /&gt;And the tos and the fros&lt;br /&gt;They left me dizzy&lt;br /&gt;Oh darling, please forgive me &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song makes me teary &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edit:&lt;/b&gt; I have a new email! Ask me for it if you want to add me/if you are actually going to talk to me on msn.</content>
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    <title>I'm a Rockstarsexual, baybee...</title>
    <published>2004-12-14T01:37:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-14T02:14:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Libertines - Never Never</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today I went home during last period spares with Marisha, Glop, Ayaka and Meghan!&lt;br /&gt;I was going for the "Indy fuck" look. Hahaha. Actually no, it's just an excuse for getting dressed up nicely, heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyhow, we faffed around and we took a bunch of pictures while waiting for the bus, once we got downtown Marisha and I drooled over The Libertines CD, then we went for ice cream XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwer I'm making my christmas list and I don't know what else to add, I mean there are all theses things that I know I want I just CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT. It's quite irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/IAMCRAZZYYYY2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, this is one of the quite a few pictures we took.&lt;br /&gt;It's our "Rockstar pose"&lt;br /&gt;Me, &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_mlle_tokyo' lj:user='mlle_tokyo' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mlle-tokyo.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://mlle-tokyo.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mlle_tokyo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_sowhatsthestory' lj:user='sowhatsthestory' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://sowhatsthestory.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://sowhatsthestory.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;sowhatsthestory&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a sexxorz rockstar, showing my abdomen and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rockstar Skipper OUT!&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more random pictures of us being stupid click &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/supermeghan/38708.html?view=177460&amp;amp;style=mine#t177460"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; at Meghan's jernal.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Petra and Carla = DREAM TEAM.</title>
    <published>2004-12-13T22:30:49Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-13T22:48:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Libertines - Death on the Stairs</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Saturday was Ayaka's birfday &lt;font size="5"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AYAKA!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going to Ayaka's party Marisha('s dad) came to pick me up and we faffed about at Zellers buying extra things for Ayaka, and then we went to Salvation Army and Marisha bought a hot &lt;font size="3" color="#FF6800"&gt;orange&lt;/font&gt; coat, a hot record wiff a buff man on the cover, and I bought a supa buff chemise(french!!) and tons of purple/pink lace which is cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then realising we should totes get on our way to Ayaka's we took the bus, did some live preformances that included some Libertines, Special Needs and some good ol' Cribs. We have hot singing skillz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to Ayaka's we realised that MARISHA HAD LOST HER CELL PHONE O________O AHHH! So we got to Ayaka's a little (very) late, plus we thought it started at 5:30 but really it started at 5, IM SO SORRY AYAKA.&lt;br /&gt;Once we got home we called Marisha's cell phone, the MAN who answered told Marisha that he was going to give her cell phone to her father, who had called her and the man answering the phone had agreed to meet Marisha's father to hand it back to him. Eeep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we left to LAZER QUEST! Hahahahhahahaha soooo much fun. You get to run around in a maze where the only lights are black lights and there is all this crazy paint on the walls, plus you get fake guns and you can shoot people with lazers!! XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;It was so fun, we played two games, the second Marisha and I's names where "Carla" and "Petra", this is obviously a very silly inside joke reffering to Carl and Pete from The Libertines (obviously Marisha and I pretended to be loveurs.)&lt;br /&gt;THE FUNNIEST THING WAS THAT THERE WAS ALREADY A KID CALLED "CARL" AND HE SHOT US LIKE 10 TIMES AND WE WHERE LIKE "OMIGOSH CARL IS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE KILLING US!!!" It was quite amusing and we could not stop spazzing with laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards Marisha, Meghan and I took the bus home, Marisha went to her home and Meghan came over for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;When we got to my house we decided to go see if there was anything interesting happening at Justin's as his parents where not home and he was supposedly having a "party". Well he sure had large amounts of pot and some rhum. I convinced him to give us some Jamaican rhum and cranbery juice, which is a very good mixture, I advise you all to try it. We all headed outside and all of them where in they're pot smoking circle, and Justin gave me a bit from his joint, which was nice as I haven't had any pot in like a year.&lt;br /&gt;Then Meghan urged me to go home so we could watch &lt;i&gt;Garage Days&lt;/i&gt;. Even though she left half an hour later because it was already getting late so she couldn't see the end, but i have it for the rest of the week so its okay. &lt;br /&gt;After she left I went back over to Justins had some Vodka and orange juice and some more pot, then went home at around 12:30 to watch the rest of the movie, feeling giggly and slightly detached, I adore that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Errrr I should stop drinking during my spare time, I'm going to turn into an alcoholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very good weekend, quite frankly.&lt;br /&gt;I'll write about sunday tommorow, I want to give my fingers some rest.&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- GLOP! AND MEGHAN! SEND ME THE PICTURES OF US ALL BEING HOTTT ROCK STARZ, KTHNX BYE!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Please kill me&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby don't kill me&lt;br /&gt;But don't bang on about yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know about that anyway&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>The Von Disko twinz have skillz</title>
    <published>2004-12-11T18:18:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-11T18:23:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pete Doherty&amp; Wolfman - For Lovers &lt;3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">...Singing skillz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After art yesterday I went home with Marisha on THE SCHOOL BUS!!! (it's because we are so scene that we need something to lower our scene points so that the world doesn't explode... OF COURSE!)&lt;br /&gt;When we got to her house we spazzed a bit, got changed, ate super noodles and then went to the bus stop to catch the 3.&lt;br /&gt;She kept making me laugh really hard and I thought I was going to wet myself, hahahaha. I ended up just falling on my ass into the snow and rolling around and then realising that it was fucking cold outside I froze my tiny ass off. It was worth it, of course, as I made a pretty snow angel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got on the bus the insanity just went completely over board. We decided that it would be fun to SING ALONG TO MY CD PLAYER. AS WE ARE TOTES COOL.&lt;br /&gt;So this was our "set" (TOOOTES.)&lt;br /&gt;- Baby Shambles - Killamangiro&lt;br /&gt;- The Cribs - You were always the one&lt;br /&gt;- The Cribs - The lights went out&lt;br /&gt;- The Cribs - Baby Don't Sweat&lt;br /&gt;- The Cribs - Another Number&lt;br /&gt;- Special Needs - SYYLLLLVIAAAAA (at this point we where laughing so hard that we almost died for lack of being able to breathe)&lt;br /&gt;- The Libertines - Don't look back into the sun (THIS WAS TOO FUNNY. Marisha was Gary, I was Carla, and we BOTH where PETE we imitated Pete the best, it was way too much fun, the ghetto girls sitting infront of us nearly died of fear)&lt;br /&gt;Then we got to the rideau centre and walked around singing loudly and being stupid. UNTILL WE RAN INTO GARY! We then made him follow us around, I think he was very frightened/amused/intimidated by our supa cool-ness.&lt;br /&gt;We spent a while downtown running around and making poor Gary follow us around, it was nice to see him though, plus we sang for him, how special he must feel XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Marisha had to leave which made me very sad as I wanted her to come home with me and watch fun movies *tear*&lt;br /&gt;So Gary and I waited for her bus to come, and then he did the same for me.&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad, as he looked very tired, and probably wanted to go home. Ah well, i haven't seen him in ages, it was nice seeing him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an awsome time, Marisha and I seam to be able to have the best times and I laugh way too much while I am around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT IN MORE DEPRESSING NEWS, I RECENTLY FOUND OUT THAT THERE IS SOME VERY UNHAPPY CONFLICT BETWEEN THE MEMBERS OF SPECIAL NEEDS, AND THIS MAKES ME VERY VERY SAD INDEED, AS I DEEEPLY ADORE THEM.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf is with British bands and having horrible substance abuse problems that fuck up the band. First the Libertines and now Special Needs? Fuuuck if things dont work out I will never get over it. &lt;br /&gt;Let's hope that things work out, okay kids? &lt;br /&gt;Tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww, I've been listening to this song on repeat all day. &amp;lt;/3&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/leopard_fearie/Picture1114.jpg" border="7"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;meet me at the railroad bar&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>PEENFACE!</title>
    <published>2004-12-10T19:00:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-10T19:00:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Cribs - the lights went out.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Peen is my new favourite word.&lt;br /&gt;Along with &lt;b&gt;ghey, specialler, cooch &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;stfu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fun at school, Marisha and Glop are probably two of the funniest people alive. It's ridiculous how easily amused we all are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, today's philosophy class was very fun, we had a huge discussiong about language, and we talked about how students think that teachers don't have real lives outside of the class room, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, after school, I believe Marisha and I are taking THE SCHOOL BUS (huhuhuhu) to her home, getting changed, and going downtown to be stupid gheyz that we are.&lt;br /&gt;I hope we can walk around Elgin/Bank, as they are the best streets in Ottawa (Not that this is saying much or anything...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently supposed to be working on questions about a short story that involves a lot of golf courses, how fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is art, so I will now talk of the status of my newspaper dress.&lt;br /&gt;So far I have finished the underskirt (tutu) made about 4+ meters of newspaper fabric and... Yeah. I need a patern for the top part of the dress and I'll just make my own for the bottom skirt flowy part.&lt;br /&gt;Mwer, it's taking SO LONG it's insane, it's okay though because its tons of fun, and I'm so excited to finsih! ajksdf!&lt;br /&gt;Ill wear it like everyday when I'm finished and show it off all the time, EXCITEMENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er, yes Im done now.</content>
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