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  <title>If you read- You'll judge(Kurt Cobain)</title>
  <subtitle>we welcome you to munchkinland</subtitle>
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    <name>QUIGALICIOUS</name>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:heartshapedbox4:58447</id>
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    <title>heartshapedbox4 @ 2005-02-25T12:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-25T19:02:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-25T19:02:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ludo- ode to kevin arnold</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i am so grounded right now its not even funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm being a rebel to write this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks, nesci, for that whole "risk vs. reward" thing... and not telling me if you go with the former rather than the latter you might get kicked in the hiney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i heart daaaaaaaave...... and i don't even get to see him because I'm fucking GROUNDED!!!!!!! but yesterday was fun... most fun playing in the woods and on swings and falling off of playground equipment. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully I can sneak on once in a while to keep this thing posted, but no promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why won't he just do it already???????</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:heartshapedbox4:58361</id>
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    <title>heartshapedbox4 @ 2005-02-23T16:18:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-23T22:18:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-23T22:18:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">confusing stuff...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:heartshapedbox4:57954</id>
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    <title>this made me DIE laughing. no joke.</title>
    <published>2005-02-23T02:17:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-23T02:17:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hercules and other disney love music!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I recieved this from a good friend from snow... I peed my pants laughing after reading this so please don't pass it up!!&lt;br /&gt;(speaking of which.... KATIE WOLF, JOHN-JOHN, AND ALL YOU OTHER LOVEABLE SNOW TYPES: Spring=NNHS's turn about... Of COURSE I'm going to snowball. my forms are turned in and I'm going for sure. fo shizzle. etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41 Things that will make your parents go crazy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow them around the house everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;Moo when they say your name. &lt;br /&gt;Run into walls. &lt;br /&gt;Say that wearing cloths is against your religion. &lt;br /&gt;Stand over them at four in the morning with a huge grin on your face and say, good morning sunshine. &lt;br /&gt;Pluck someone's hair out and yell " DNA ". &lt;br /&gt;Wear a sticker that says, " I'm a retard ". &lt;br /&gt;Have 20 imaginary friends that you talk to all the time. &lt;br /&gt;In public yell, " No mom/dad, I will not make out with you!" &lt;br /&gt;Do what they actually tell you. &lt;br /&gt;Jump off the roof, trying to fly. &lt;br /&gt;Hold their hand and whisper to them, I see dead people. &lt;br /&gt;At everything they say yell, Liar. &lt;br /&gt;Try to swim in the floor. &lt;br /&gt;Tap on their door all night. &lt;br /&gt;Pretend to have amnesia. &lt;br /&gt;Say everything backwards. &lt;br /&gt;Give yourself a swirly. &lt;br /&gt;Run around with a lamp shade on your head yelling, " the sun! It's dying! " &lt;br /&gt;Sing at the top of your lungs while running around the house.in your underwear. &lt;br /&gt;Have nervous spasms at spontaneous times. &lt;br /&gt;Snort loudly when you laugh and then laugh harder. &lt;br /&gt;Run in circles. &lt;br /&gt;Recite a whole movie 3 times. &lt;br /&gt;Pretend to beat yourself up. &lt;br /&gt;Slither everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;Wear your pants on your head and your shirt on your waist.tell them you're making a fashion statement. &lt;br /&gt;Try to drink out of a glass the wrong way. &lt;br /&gt;Super glue your fingers up your nose. &lt;br /&gt;Talk to a pen. &lt;br /&gt;Lay face down and chant like an Indian tribe. &lt;br /&gt;Try and climb the wall. &lt;br /&gt;Spread out on the window and buzz, pretending to be a fly. &lt;br /&gt;Take your ice cream cone and put it on your forehead.say you're a lovely unicorn. &lt;br /&gt;Put pegs on your nose and eyes. &lt;br /&gt;Switch the light button on and off for a while.then say, " Oohh.I get it! " &lt;br /&gt;Eat your hair. &lt;br /&gt;Whatever they are eating, tell them it looks like a certain animal. &lt;br /&gt;Eat anything obviously not edible. &lt;br /&gt;Say your pet is mocking you and chase it around the house. &lt;br /&gt;When you shower or bathe yell, " I'm drowning! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you did not laugh, comment and I'll shoot you.</content>
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    <title>heartshapedbox4 @ 2005-02-21T17:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-21T23:12:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-21T23:12:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>rise against</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so. here i am. and i'm bored. very bored. i want to go to school now so i can waste time until that one period of the day. but no, i still must stay here and do nothing but clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:heartshapedbox4:57384</id>
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    <title>goodness! Silly Livejournal!</title>
    <published>2005-02-18T19:45:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-18T19:45:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none.. breaking enough rules in speech class</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;ok, I've had so much to write about for the past few days but my live journal has been being a fruitcake. Now I'm at school and pretending to search the net about crochet stuff. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;why are boys so.... silly? they send these signals but don't even try to. Now I'm dazed and confused but still happy. Today was awesome. It was a made day...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Things that made my day:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Nikki's Scuff-marks by my locker&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;the note from nikki in my locker saying "Linds is a sexy beast. sex. Sex. SEX."&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Lunch&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Grapefruit&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;recieving signals PERIOD.... although confusing... from &lt;em&gt;Him&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;DONNNNNA!!!!!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I hope stuff will be more clear later. must finish writing Donna's note and maybe do some work in here.... or maybe not.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Linds&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 97px; HEIGHT: 147px" height="212" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v327/repressableflame/this%20is%20me/lindsQ2.jpg" width="97"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~she says hi....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:heartshapedbox4:57149</id>
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    <title>heartshapedbox4 @ 2005-02-15T06:21:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-15T12:22:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-15T12:22:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>cotton eyed joe</lj:music>
    <content type="html">my livejournal is acting funny... I wrote 2 entries last night and neither of them posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. its too early to care.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:heartshapedbox4:56883</id>
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    <title>heartshapedbox4 @ 2005-02-11T19:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-12T01:56:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-12T01:56:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none</lj:music>
    <content type="html">god, i must be bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just IMed Nelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I want to go to spring anymore. just because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get people. they're just so... peopley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm talking to nelligan about my Spring issues. someone check my temperature, I may be sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately in speech I've been looking at the people giving the speeches. like really looking, in an artistic way. trying to see what shapes dominate their facial features and thinking about how I'd draw them. Noticing strong chins, prominent noses... peter's egg head... I think I've gone insane. I just want to get all of my creative energy out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I think I should fuck an artist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mike linshi is hilarious. I want to do him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, here we go for a game:&lt;br /&gt;-eric stein(live)&lt;br /&gt;-dan hall(do)&lt;br /&gt;-adam nelligan(cliff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care</content>
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    <title>Mike Linshi is my Hero!</title>
    <published>2005-02-11T02:03:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-11T02:03:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hey Luv- The dog and everything</lj:music>
    <content type="html">my days are always brightened by my lunch period. Today we were lacking in the super-duper Dan HaLl department but we also had Mike Linshi who had no Stud-Gov today so it was still fun. Got there earlyish. got lunch. dur.  The first thing anyone said to me was "linds, you look happy today" (mike) and of course I smile and say "nooo...." but its hard to deny being happy when you're smiling. so the whole period I'm trying not to smile and thank god i was failing. and there was no reason to it. i like being spontaneously smiley. i guess it was the people. hannah, paul, kat, mike, BESS, dave, and stein always make me happy. I guess anything was better in comparison to the talent show yesterday. god, that was painful. first off, bess and I were scared for our virginity sitting next to these wierd guys that were friends of anne. they were so rude and obnoxious to the preformers. who sucked... but thats besides the point because it was so RUDE. bah. so bess and I left to go to Ro's for a slice and ran into Jeremy Sirgis, one of the wrestlers who sorta lives by me, who was walking home... So he joined us for pizza and he's actually not that bad. he's pretty cool when it comes down to it. we talked about how athletes get special treatment at our school and how I AM MORE RIGHT THAT MR. VARGOUS! sweet. i like being right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today went well. nothing special, nothing bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got home i was in need of some color so I sat down at my window seat and drew my tree. it wasn't too bad but I wish it was better. I love pastels. I wish every thing could be so soft like the colors and blend and mix and be so imperfectly perfect. I wish i could live in the world of my pastels where the exact shade of the sunlight by my tree was a light, undescribable color. Its Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I had enough color, i was tired, but not enough for a real nap. I sat on my bed and meditated like I read how to in this book and was able to really think about things. then I napped. becuse I'm lazy like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to my dad and I don't have to be confrimed(YES!!!). So I'm happy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm going to go drink some milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and Mike Linshi is my hero because he most definately does not wear underwear. YES!</content>
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    <title>the most disturbing discovery of the day:</title>
    <published>2005-02-09T03:36:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-09T03:36:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Incubus-Stellar</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My parents have flavored, warming massage oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what. the. FUCK?!?!?!</content>
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    <title>dude, this makes me want to go to spring!!!</title>
    <published>2005-02-08T01:53:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-08T01:53:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">talking to donna and i got an awesome way to ask eric love to spring...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to have him come lap swimming with me one day. and i can make a laminated sign that says "Eric, Spring?" on it and put it in his lane or something so when he swims toward it to do a flip turn, he sees it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only thing is, i need some help arranging all of it. well. there's still a month until spring so I can wait a bit. SWEEEEEEEEEET!</content>
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    <title>another day wasted in this bullshit institution we call school.</title>
    <published>2005-02-08T00:53:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-08T00:53:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>kill hannah</lj:music>
    <content type="html">BAHHHHH! Spanish teachers are hell. Hit my mid-day slump after a pretty funish/ok day. i got brett in trouble in math and I felt really bad. Baird is a douche with hair plugs. i failed another test in spanish and I spent the whole period staring at the test just thinking I'm a failure and trying not to scream. after schoo I went to talk to my old teacher, Pelzman, who is the most awesome lady at the school besides Nesci, and asked if she had another spanish 1 class. she doesn't. she told me to keep a positive attitude and good luck. BAH! a positive attitude doesnt help if i'm getting upset because I keep failing tests! I actually almost started crying. instead I vented to bess and Donna, went to wrestling, swore like a sailor, got the board all pretty, and talked to Jake Brancleon. He's not that bad when we amuse him. We were playing "livedocliff", a game I picked up from Amanda Walsh's livejournal and it is HILARIOUS. There were some good times ther:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "lets ask zed!"&lt;br /&gt;bess: "Ok!"&lt;br /&gt;me: "ZED! Name 3 random people"&lt;br /&gt;Zed: "Dwight D. Eisenhauer, Wierd Al Yankovic, and Ellen Degenerist."&lt;br /&gt;Bess, Jake, and I: ....trying not to laugh.....failing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then bess and I got to take the yard signs and I was so happy. Bess and I are the power-managers. And now we can basically get away with murder(as long as its not one of the varsity guys and all of our work is done).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling gelatenous. which is a MAJOR let down seeing as how i was COMPLETELY solid this last week. Today my solidity level has definately melted. I was soldin, then gelatenous, then semi-gelatenous, and now i'm gelatenous again. Fuck. I hate this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday I tried to give myself a tattoo with a razorblage and pen ink. It didn't work. Now my leg says "LOVE SUCKS" and I like it. its eerie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye loves</content>
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    <title>did I say empowered individual? I meant 2cent gutter slut!</title>
    <published>2005-02-06T23:20:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-06T23:20:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>moulin rouge!!! LOVE MAKES US ACT LIKE WE ARE FOOLS!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wow. AwesomeawesomeawesomeawesomeaweseomawesomeAWESOME party last night at meesha's. Got to meesha's about 7o'clock and had paul help me carry bess's purse from mall day on friday. sat around not talking for a bit because only central people and paul were there so it was slightly akward. Then Dan and Eric got there and the party started. For me, anyway. They decided to become "attached at the hip" so basically it was dan with his arms around eric and jon and dan wouldn't use either of his arms and eric and jon could only use on. so they were one person. it was cute. When they were eating I was basically their bitch because i was helping to feed dan his chicken and then cleaning up his spills... Then I put ice down erics back and he was sqirming and it was priceless. It was hilarious and meesha;s dinner rocked. Until dan threw an ice cube down my cleavage. Poo head. There was a lot of emphasis on my boobs because of my lowcut-ish shirt. Hannah stuck a hot dog down there and then we got eric to eat it without knowing it was in my dirty pillows. Meesha's friends are so amusing. Skeeter is a blast. I bit his weenus. ANYWAY. We went bowling and I piled in a car with hannah and eric and a girl I dont know, but she mostly talked to meesha's mom. Eric and I talked about swimming and he said I was being immature about the whole landon thing. And I guess he's right. I just don't want to talk to him anymore. that note made me feel like shit for a good 2 weeks. AND he meant it to have a GOOD effect. It was a walking guilt trip and I felt like crying just looking at it. Maybe we should talk. But then again, maybe not. So. Bowling was amusing because I had a High-Five buddy(skeeter, the sexterminator) and I basically just talked to dan, eric, jon, hannah, bess, kat, and paul the whole time. the "Groups" really broke off. it was like 2 different sides and meesha was just the go-between. More emphasis on my boobs. SO MANY PEOPLE TOUCHED MY BOOBS LAST NIGHT either on accident or just when i wasn't paying attention. Can anyone imagine what would happen if Dave was there? Lordie, that would have been a slutfest. Note to self: wear big, bulky, ugly, boob-hiding sweater next time. Just kidding. It all made me giggle. I got to drive back to meesha's in dan's car. But, unfortunately, I'm sworn to secrecy about what all went on in that car. But I do recall him saying over and over again "wow, linds, you're really cool." boys. We left one of my condoms from that time at wallgreens on paul's windshield. and i gave one to dan for a "just in case". So now I'm left with my banana flavored... all alone. Its not like I'm actually going to use it seeing as how I am a virgin and think I'll be one for a while because it just doesn't feel right. But that night at walgreens with anne and bess and court was awesome. LOVE. ANYWAY, back to meesha's. So we go inside and hannah bess and I lay under the pool table while the boys try to make eachother pass out with that thing where you breath really heavy and then people push on your lungs. it was so stupid and I yelled at people that if they hurt my Eric that I'd kill them. Because I love eric. Dan and Jon went back to dan's car and they got the "Exploding burrito" video that Dave almayer, jon, dan, and eric made one day and it was rich. They were putting bottle rockets in a burrito and trying to make it explode. A Black-Bean burrito. It was love, I say. Meesha got sung to and blew out her candles and then Skeeter's band played. They didn't sing or anything because there was no mic but it was still good. We had a frosting war and I gave jon a gotee and I gave bess a hitler. then I got a soul patch and some on my cheecks and my nose. I love everyone. I love having fun and acting so stupid without ANY substance. could you imagine me and my friends on drugs? we're already insane. Helped fix meesha's pool table, then hannah, kat and I went to spy on Paul to see what his reaction would be when he saw the condom on his windshield. Only he just drove. so we freaked otu and ran after him in only our socks and we made a baracade in the streeet saying NOOOO STOP! and then when we looked, the condom was gone. Drrrrr. that was dumb. Went downstairs adn bess, hannah, and I had a party of our own in the hallway by the bathroom. Kat wasn't feeling well but she joined us later. We just talked forever and ever. it was so good for the soul. the rest of the boys left and it was down to the girls who were spending the night. it was too bad that meesh had a show the next day because she slept in her room to get enough rest. oh well. but we missed her. Kat, hannah, bess, and I hung around her puter and talked to people and then played around on livejournal for a while just reading stuff and making fun of people. it was a nice venting exercise. then I played hacker and we all laughed.  Showed off some pictures from the toga party and the "Jacky style" pic. Good times. finally got SOME sleep, like 4 hours worth. ate krispy kremes and watched squirelles. called dave almayer from kats phone and he actually picked up. so we're yelling at him for being awake and so on. god. its fun being dumb. but then I called Hotty Von Hottness and left hannah's name on his answering machine after we had left sooooooo many messages last night. its like a tradition to call druring the free nights and weekends and leave retard-o messages on peoples' phones. I feel so immature but that comes with the territory. My mom picked me up and had coffee for me already in the car and it was like &amp;lt;333!!! I love my mom. I don't fight with her like normal teens do with their moms. I'm lucky as far as parentals go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home, read a chapter of a book, and slept for 4 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the strangest dream. I was at the mall with anne and courtney and courtney starts to shoplift all this reallly expensive stuff like gucci shirts and stuff and I thought she was putting it all into my bag so I yell at her and pull the stuff out and it turns out to be my own underwear. And I ran away. Then I was in this hollowed out gym playing with this boy I like and then it turns out to be full of POWs or something from a war and then these people come in and they shoot everyone but me and I just lie there and pretend to be dead. Then I get up after they leave and try to find the exit. And I'm about to leave when I'm holding the door and the guys that killed everyone come in, laughing and having a good time, carrying food, see me, and shoot me in the stomache. and then walk away like it was nothing. so I get out that door and I'm trying to run down this gravle driveway because I need to leave and get some help and some how I run into Hannah and Bess and Dan. and they start talking to me like normal and I'm like "yeah, thats great, but I just got shot." and they're like "haha." and I'm like "SERIOUSLY!" and dan thouches my stomache where I was shot and he gets blood on his hand they start screaming and push me into dan's car and take me to edwards. Where I go up to the front desk and say "Can I get some help? I was just shot. You know, by a GUN?" and the lady gives me attitude and tells me to fill out the correct forms before I see the doctor. So I'm sitting on the chair, bleeding, and bess is holding my hand and hannah is calling matt to cancel her date with matt and I'm like, "jesus, i hope i dont die!" and I'm missing that boy I was playing with. then i go into the doctors and he says I have to get the bullet taken out of me asap. so I'm on the opperating table, with out of those gowns on, still freaking out because I got shot and have to get a bullet taken out of me, and bess and her mom come in with taco bell. it was really sweet. Then, right before the knife was going to cut me open to get the bullet out, my dog jumped on my bed and I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, my head hurts from all that typing. Goodnight everyone and have a good Superbowl. hopefully someone else's clothes will be torn off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for reading, if you actually read all that.</content>
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    <title>check this out</title>
    <published>2005-02-06T08:03:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-06T08:03:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hum along, ludo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">viciousOlicious: hey&lt;br /&gt;viciousOlicious: whats up?&lt;br /&gt;SoLONGastoria98: not too much, you?&lt;br /&gt;SoLONGastoria98: this is so retarded&lt;br /&gt;viciousOlicious: yeah, i know&lt;br /&gt;SoLONGastoria98: well. i have a secret for you&lt;br /&gt;viciousOlicious: why the fuck do i care? dont talk to me you freak!&lt;br /&gt;SoLONGastoria98: bitch, i'll kill you!~&lt;br /&gt;SoLONGastoria98: all i wanted to say was i like eric stein&lt;br /&gt;SoLONGastoria98: hes hot.&lt;br /&gt;SoLONGastoria98: hjajajajaja&lt;br /&gt;SoLONGastoria98: &lt;br /&gt;viciousOlicious: sicko. leave him alone. he's mine&lt;br /&gt;viciousOlicious: what happened to like linshi&lt;br /&gt;SoLONGastoria98: i dunno. i want him too&lt;br /&gt;viciousOlicious: slut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, thats me talking to myself.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:heartshapedbox4:55241</id>
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    <title>I'm a livejournal whore.</title>
    <published>2005-02-06T07:25:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-06T07:25:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">here with bess, hannah, and kat. watching a movie. HOLDING HANDS AND DRINKING MILKSHAKES. ok, I guess I'll write tomorrow.</content>
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    <title>things I am not proud to admit right now</title>
    <published>2005-02-05T17:01:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-05T17:01:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>moulin rouge</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I have been listening to Kelly Clarkson for the whole week. Willingly. AND enjoying it.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I bought SOOOO much underwear yesterday. Well, I'm not NOT proud. I just felt like saying that.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I like one of my friends. And I can't do anything about it because everything would get so fucking retarded. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I yelled at John earlier this week when all he was trying to do was look out for me. Just because of that I've stopped. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I'm mean. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;My sister can be cool sometimes.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The shirts i bought yesterday make my boobs pop out and I bought them like that ON PURPOSE. Because I thought I was seeing Dave tomorrow. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Dave... I don't like him but I want to do him. BAH.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I still haven't given Brett his movies back yet. THAT is terrible.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I let people dictate how I feel. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I know ever word to this one Moulin Rouge song. And I sing it in the shower.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I dance in my shower&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I don't look good in ANY dress. Because of that, I don't want to go to spring.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Weeeeee should be looooooovers!" "We can't do that" "We should be looooooovers and thats a fact!"&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I think I made anne feel bad yesterday and I don't want to make her feel bad for she is one of those "on the edge" people like myself.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I download and listen to techno when I need a laugh. And I dance to it in my computer chair. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;One time when I was screwing around an head banging to this one really up-beat song by LBC, I accidently hit my head on my desk. Ow.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I still have a good luck charm. Its a moonstone which is supposed to help your love life. and it worked when I first got it and then when I lost it, I stopped LIKING(no love) &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;. And now I have it again and I am looking for a wire so I can put it on a necklace.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I listen to country music with my mom. this one is unintentional.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;My legs look gross lately but I can't complain because I did it.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I don't know what I want.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I don't trust people.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;My boobs. they're too damn big!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I actually like my hair. Despite my complaining.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I am not a whore. Another thing I am &lt;em&gt;PROUD&lt;/em&gt; of about myself, just thought I should add it anyway.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I trade friend groups every year. and that makes me really sad. I don't want it to happen this year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yesterday was a blast hanging out at the mall, despite anne teasing me because &lt;strong&gt;"I don't want Dan and Eric to see whats going on under my pants."&lt;/strong&gt; Christ! I love my shirt from Vic Sec. Its so soft and nice and colorful and boob bearing but it smells like perm. marker. I think I need to sell my boobs on eBay to get rid of them because they will never ever ever go away. EVER. it sucks. but thats ok. I went to bed before 10 yesterday because my head hurt.&amp;nbsp; and I woke up an hour ago.&amp;nbsp; I feel lazy after 12 hours of sleep but Nesci said that teens need to catch up on sleep sometimes so I shall write it off on that. Which is true.&amp;nbsp; Now the familia is going to brunch and I'm not going because I'm washing every pair of pants I own besides my pj's that i'm wearing now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ttfn. tonight will be fun.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>I know its early but thats alright because I'm listening to Ludo in the C.Lit center</title>
    <published>2005-02-04T13:18:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-04T13:18:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ludo- hum along</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hello loves. I am at school and its barely 7:00 in the morning. But that is alright. Yesterday I spent the night talking to one of anne's friends... Dan... who it 18ish and works at applebees. I LOVE applebee's asian chicken salad. its LOVE. Speaking of love, I started writing this thing about Jr. Hgh crushed yesterday and its working up to 3 pages. Its going to be my first step to something but I'm not quite sure what yet. I really really wish I could say the things I want to but they won't come out. They just sit there on the surface, simmering over the top of the cook-ware that is my heart/mind/soul, making a big mess of everything. I WISH I could shout certain things to everyone like "I'M SORRY" or " I WANT YOU MORE THAN I WANT CAKE" or other things of that caliber of retardation. I'm not honest. I mean, I am when it matters, but there are certain thigs that I most definately keep to myself. Theres a few random jokes(like me wanting the sexy asian sensation) but there there are things that no one knows. Including myself. I don't like to tell myself secrets because I'M A BLOODY PSYCOPATH. Yes. That felt good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, this is an awesome morning and I'm ready for a good day. I'm happyish. well, as happy as I can be. The weather today is supposed to be awesome. And I'm not mad at anyone. Hell, I'm even listening to "Good Will Hunthing By Myself" by ludo. YES! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I printed out pictures from TP'05 and I plan to put them in my room after I decide how. I am going to continue my old collage. Its not done. Its missing something. and I wish I knew what it was. (...song change...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOALS:&lt;br /&gt;-help Nikki's foundation for social retards because I belive that I am an honorary member seeing as how... I am a social retard.&lt;br /&gt;-Play nice with others.&lt;br /&gt;-Tell my dad that I am not being confirmed in a religion that I don't believe.&lt;br /&gt;-Write more lyrics to that song I was in the middle of... something about how Jesus dumped me.&lt;br /&gt;-SWEATS at wrestling because I think Champ is getting PISSED. meh, do your own sweats. (sorry, I'm just not in the mood to deal with wrestlers anymore. plus this should be the senior's jobs. Still, champ rocks. And Zed is my hero. AND those plates, the yard signs, theres 2 that haven't been claimed and if they're still there by the end of the season, Zed's giving me the first one and the second one to Bess because we're the ones who do the most work. YES!!!)&lt;br /&gt;-Stop quoting that awesomeness of "GWHBM" by ludo because I sound like I'm an insane bitch...(voices in my head input: but you ARE an insane bitch...) sometimes its just too good to pass up.&lt;br /&gt;-Think more about that whole unrequetted, unmentioned love thing. (No, I don't mean the asian sensation.) Life is complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me ramble for a good 15 minutes and 6 songs.</content>
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    <title>oh my god, this rocks the socks!!!</title>
    <published>2005-02-03T21:56:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-03T21:56:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=quigley&amp;r=f"&gt;http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=quigley&amp;r=f&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it out.</content>
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    <title>heartshapedbox4 @ 2005-02-02T23:27:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-03T05:27:28Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i can't stop biting my lip and I look diseased and it hurts. but I like it???</content>
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    <title>Mmmm... STDs..... Crunchy.....</title>
    <published>2005-02-03T05:08:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-03T05:08:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>love drug</lj:music>
    <content type="html">more fun times with my Besticle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why my day was the greatest:&lt;br /&gt;1. woke up waaaaay way late at about 7:45 and didnt get to school until about 8:20 which meant I missed most of Bio. Sweeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;2. saw lucy before my health class and she gave me an RC. sweeeeeet and caffine.&lt;br /&gt;3. thought i was screwed for my speech, but as it turns out, I am a bloody GENIUS and I'm in love with photobucket because although i was late, i still was able to make a BS powerpoint out of pictures on that site.&lt;br /&gt;4. I ended up not even having to give my speech today because everyone ran late. YES!&lt;br /&gt;5. spanish I drew a picture of a fat kid gettingmad because his cake was in a cage. no symbolism, just retardation.&lt;br /&gt;6. wrestling... talked to Miss Kavanov about how we can get Chodey Von Chodenstein by saying his fees are twice as high and then we'll all go to lunch on the bastard. &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;7. Joniak made me lauhg whilst i was on the phone on magical wrestling duties and telling people to turn in their equipment. I can't ever get stuff done with anne or courtney around a dude. meh.&lt;br /&gt;8. Mr. NNHS was a BLAST! sat next to linshi who was laughing at me when i was pointing out which guys weren't wearing underwear. Hahaiwanthimhahahaha... erm...&lt;br /&gt;9. when walking home after with bess, some guy leaned out the window and yelled "i have STDs!" and I said "good luck with that" and he yelled back "their on my penis! wanna touch?" and I said "sure... see you tomorrow." still dont know who that was. then another guy said "my balls hurt!" and i said "just rub it!" and i wonder why people think im odd.&lt;br /&gt;10. bess and i are still on the way home when we exit the tunnel and i hear someone yell "LINDSEEEEEEEEEEEY!!!!!!!!" and I JUMP 50 feet high because it scared me! and I look over and its matt, so I yell "STRRUCKKKKKKKKMEYERRRRRRRRR" just as loud and then he yells back "SEEE YOOOU TOMORRRRROW!!!" and I grin. Yay for hannah's not-stupid, non-asshole football playing boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;11. I called chodey von chodenstein a chode about 1947893567834648758094526547979 times during the show and that fucker was looking so pissed. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;12. BESS'S MOM BOUGHT ME TACOS!!!!!!! I LOVE BESS'S MOM!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now im good in tacoy-goodness and talking to jacky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, PS- crushes are funny, why didn't i think so when i was 12? now i'm havign fun!</content>
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    <title>linds pictures!!!!!</title>
    <published>2005-02-02T00:36:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-02T00:36:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally, I don't look retarded!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="389" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v327/repressableflame/tellytubbystyle.jpg" width="235"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;artsy-fartsy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v327/repressableflame/linds_superstar.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I love Hannah, Dan, and Eric!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 481px" height="746" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v327/repressableflame/ericdanhannah.jpg" width="813"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sexy bessy!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 412px; HEIGHT: 383px" height="527" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v327/repressableflame/bessishot.jpg" width="470"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ok, thats all for now!&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>Its all that brown little ass's fault...</title>
    <published>2005-02-02T00:13:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-02T00:13:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>CHICK MUSIC!!!!!!!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Jesus Christ, PEOPLE!!! How many times do I have to say that it wasn't my bloody faul that some indian kid with a nice ass was crawling without any pants and I accidently touched it without knowing it was an ass!! Goodness. Football Players are bottom of the barrel as far as intelect goes. No, Hannah, this does NOT include matt because hes not bad. heres my day:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;woke up really early, straightened bangs and said fuck it to the rest of my frumpy hair because I was too tired to care. But in a good way.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;mom drove me to school but wanted some coffee so I got to get a chocolate milk. YES! Chocolate milk is my absolute favorite drink on earth. I'm insane, but nothing can be better than chocolate milk.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;got to school and read my 20th cent. book and retained some info from it. I want to make O'C happy because hes such an abstract teacher and I want to stay on his goodside. did the average morning wake up thing with anne, bess, nikki, and steve&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;1st period I read my book because we had a sub. didn't do work. it was ok.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;2nd period I had health and I totally got&amp;nbsp;the question "what is one unnecesisary(sp?) risk people take?" and I said "SEX!" sweet. in passing period I ran into eric and he said that we were going to have an interesting lunch period because all of Matt's friends are going to be there. first though: oh fuck, they're gonna bring up "the ass thing." see? its gotten so out of hand it has its own quotations. but I won't lie: I find it funny when something happends at lunch. as long as its not happening to me.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;3rd period I was smart because we were doing review for a test tomorrow and I knew so many answers in my group. Sweet.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;4th period drivers ed I read my book some more. I ended up finishing it. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;5th period lunch. well well well. Got food with hannah. sat down and talked to linshi(hahaha) a bit and then I hear "so have you talked to YASH at all?"&amp;nbsp;come from the Morons&amp;nbsp;and I sigh, and ignore them for a bit then i hear "YASH HAS A NICE ASS, RIGHT???" and I Bolt. Like, I jump up and run away. Bastards. Then I laugh, get water, and come back. And I'm like... grrr.... assholes. and then when ever I say anything Linshi answers "who's Yash Abbot?" Drrrr. Run away eventually, only this time with Jason and we get more water and Mr. NNHS tickets. Come back and talk some more and the periods over. stupid football players. OH! Hannah! Thanks for my chicken!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;6th period math.... bahhh....&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;7th period speech... i have a speech tomorrow and I still haven't done a thing for it.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;8th period spanish I got so bored that I ended up painting my nails. Literally. I whipped out nail polish and sat in the back and painted my nails. I like it.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;after school, I went to wrestling with Bess and we ended up doung weigh-in records in Champ's office. Only we had an injured wrestler with us by the name of Dave-I'd-fuck-him-hard-Joniak. We ended up talking about girls, what goes through a guys head, and courtney's ass. and how i want to break someone's leg so they have to use the sex-elevator... yum.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;got picked up, saw eric with his sexy swimmer hair again, and went home.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so here I am, pondering stuff and listening to chick music. It was a good day. I want to post pictures later.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;bye bye!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>heartshapedbox4 @ 2005-01-31T22:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-01T04:24:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-01T04:24:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Thank you for the Venom-MCR</lj:music>
    <content type="html">just a thought. I am in control of what I do, right? I can stop if I want to. I'm not hurting anyone else, so why does it matter? Why does John want me to stop? I don't need to. If it seems right, whats the problem? Stupid question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'D DO MIKE LINSHI!!!!!!!!!!!!!</content>
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    <title>linds had strange dreams last night</title>
    <published>2005-01-30T18:30:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-30T20:00:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;wow. woke up a goooood half hour ago and now my dreams are coming back slightly hazy. i don't remember the whole picture of all of them, but i remember random details:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;I kissed a guy at some place with padded floors&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I kissed Dewey Henninger.......&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I kissed Yash Abbot&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Eric and I got put into a French 3 class and we had to ditch it because we didn't know what was going on&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Nick Fanthorpe tried to warn me about something&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I spent time with the fresh prince of bel air at a water park...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;p&gt;what the hell was that about...&amp;nbsp;I wish I had everything from those dreams but I can't remember. so thats all for now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i'm still tired but I have to clean. ewwwwwwwwwwww.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~linds&lt;/p&gt;


:EDIT: OH MY GOD!!!! I CANT BELIEVE I FORGOT THIS!!! In one of my dreams, i remember seeing hannah in a skirt and she looked fine until i saw her legs and they looked like DAN'S legs! and she said "yeah, I forgot to shave my legs"

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    <title>(JAZZ HANDS)I'M GOING TO WEAR A MUMU AND KILL MYSELF!!!!</title>
    <published>2005-01-30T04:20:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-30T04:20:38Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;OH MY GOD!!!!!! Anyone care to know what I was doing for more than half of my day? here:&lt;br&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;Wow. I have laughed more today than the whole month put together. I love today!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;woke up reeeeeeeeeeallly really early to get to snowflurrrrry. Got&amp;nbsp; there on time and all was well.&amp;nbsp; Un packed ian's car and got everything set up pretty early. then part.s started showing up so we did games and the usual. the begining skit went well and I'm proud of it. Lovely.&amp;nbsp; Snow scenes was so good and I'm proud of everyone in there. It just was reallly well put together and such.&amp;nbsp; Got a flying high-five from kevvers, which was the best one EVER in the history of snow. talked to susie a lot today. felt included for the first time in a LONG time at a snow thing. I finally got my feeling back and i couldn't be happier. Gunther is my hero. Abby Toms seems rediculously cool. Christy... what can i say about her besides LOVE!!!!!!??? So that was my flurry day. then i wanted to go to starbucks with Michelle, A-Lis, Christy, and Ian, but mi madre was on her way to get me. Got dropped at bess's and while she was in the shower, i played on her 'puter. then we went to the school where we wandered and waited for hannah. Hannah arrived, got tickets, made fun of Zander, talked about Yash's ass... etc. then we got seats. saw sexy-freshman rob, talked to jason, and then the show started!!! I LOVE THE DANCING!!! Mojo and Nikki and everyone were awesome and i was just stupified by their awesomeness. at one part, we were talking about certain bodies and clothes you can wear and I said: &lt;br&gt;"well, what do you wear if you dont look good in anything?"&lt;br&gt;bess-"a mumu"&lt;br&gt;me-"but mumus dont look good on anyone! if i had to wear a mumu, i want someone to shoot me."&lt;br&gt;bess-(w/ jazz hands)"I wear a mumu and want to kill myself!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;and I started CRACKING UP. Not jsut normal laughing, but linds CRYING and not BREATHING because she was laughing so hard. Yeah. Thats right. I'm insane. But its also bess and hannah's fault!!!! they kept whispering "penis" and "booger" to me to keep me laughing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;lordie, i love you guys.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;at intermission, i was looking down and i see jeff herold and nicki artega, and katie sheider so i leave bess and hannah and give a running-hug to jeff, then a semi-running hug to nicki, and a normal hug to katie. chat a bit, go back to bess and hannah.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;tons o' love.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;I realized its so much easier to be around people like in snow situations when you don't doubt where you stand with them. I am in love with this feeling.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;i'm sendign you my love in a glass bottle.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>at bess's and bess is in the showerrrrrr</title>
    <published>2005-01-29T23:45:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-29T23:45:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so here I am after my first directorial experience with flurry. WOW!!! I can't believe how much fun that was and how much that got me in the snowball spirit!!! Now I truly TRULY regret not applying for staff. it was a ball and I love the kids. Although I do have a headache, the day went by with out a hitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now I'm here at Bess's while shes in the shower so we can see orchesis. last night I was at a wrestling meet alone for like 8 hours. I'll write more about it later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my love is out of the shower!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3</content>
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