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  <title>I can't help it baby, THIS IS WHO I AM...</title>
  <subtitle>I just can't walk away</subtitle>
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    <name>Take these eyes, and bury me...</name>
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  <updated>2005-12-10T03:03:31Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imalostcause:46129</id>
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    <title>imalostcause @ 2005-12-09T22:01:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-10T03:03:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-10T03:03:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I've decided...I'm getting rid of LiveJournal...I'm moving on...this has been a great place to vent for over a year but that time in my life has past and I need to move on...not forget what happened but learn and move into a more productive future....i'll leave the link up for a while before I full fledge delete this...thank you to the LiveJournal world...you've been kind but my time here is complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 Sarah</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imalostcause:45890</id>
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    <title>imalostcause @ 2005-12-08T01:17:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-08T06:18:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-08T06:18:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="500" style="border:1px solid black; background-color:white; color:black;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://triggur.org/dearsanta/santa.gif"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Dear Santa...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This year I've been busy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In July I punched &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_boyhitscaragen' lj:user='boyhitscaragen' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://boyhitscaragen.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://boyhitscaragen.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;boyhitscaragen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the arm &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-10 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Monday &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_yok8otacobell' lj:user='yok8otacobell' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://yok8otacobell.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://yok8otacobell.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;yok8otacobell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I robbed a bank &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-50 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Friday I committed genocide... Sorry about that, &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_evilmar' lj:user='evilmar' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://evilmar.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://evilmar.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;evilmar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-5000 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In May I saved a busload of nuns in Angola &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(326 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Tuesday on a flight to Bangladesh, I stole the emergency flight information card &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-40 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Overall, I've been &lt;b&gt;naughty&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-4774 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  For Christmas I deserve &lt;b&gt;a spanking&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br&gt;imalostcause&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form action="http://triggur.org/dearsanta/"&gt;Write your letter to Santa!  Enter your LJ username:&lt;input type="text" name="uname" size="20"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Write Santa!"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, spank me santa...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imalostcause:45773</id>
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    <title>Bored and Procrastinating</title>
    <published>2005-12-02T02:03:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-02T02:03:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">DON'T CHEAT- TYPE THE FIRST 20 PEOPLE YOU CAN THINK OF OFF THE TOP OF YOUR HEAD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 People You Can Think Of Right Off Your Head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Laura&lt;br /&gt;2.Kate&lt;br /&gt;3.Nicole&lt;br /&gt;4.Lindsay &lt;br /&gt;5.Monique&lt;br /&gt;6.Chris&lt;br /&gt;7.Matt&lt;br /&gt;8.Melissa&lt;br /&gt;9.Brennan&lt;br /&gt;10.Dean&lt;br /&gt;11.Josh&lt;br /&gt;12.Tina&lt;br /&gt;13.Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;14.Danielle&lt;br /&gt;15.Sarah C.&lt;br /&gt;16.Mike&lt;br /&gt;17.Larry&lt;br /&gt;18.Dan&lt;br /&gt;19.Joe&lt;br /&gt;20.John&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't CHEAT by going back and changing the person you wrote down!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 13? She's my father's girlfriend's daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you never met 5? Cry because i love monique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever liked 3? Nicole and I have been dating since 9th grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 4 and 11 make a good couple? Linds and Josh? No way...he's not her type AT ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 1 and 7 make a lovely couple? Laura + Matt = Incest...gross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a scale of 1-10 how cute is 10? Dean is like 10000 I love Dean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does 14 speak? Bastardized American English like the rest of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 8 going out with? My Brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is number 9 a boy or a girl? I hope he's a boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talked to 18? The other day online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 2's favorite band? Right now i'm thinking TREOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 2's fantasy? me obviously...or something screwed up because she's a nut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 12 and 16 make a good couple? Tina and Mike?! No..she's taken and well wouldn't date my ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What school does 6 go to? UMB with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does 9 live? Brighton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you make out with 20? i'd make out with anyone who wants to...providing i'm single... ;) &lt;br /&gt;Are 5 and 6 best friends? they don't even know each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your history with 15? met her this year in class and she's the cutest thing in the world &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like 17? he's my BFFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats 16's favorite color? Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a crush on any of the numbers? wouldn't you like to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post your 20 people..</content>
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    <title>imalostcause @ 2005-11-12T13:04:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-12T18:04:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-12T18:04:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">nothing seems right anymore...i almost want to delete this journal and everything it contains but i know i'd regret that..i want to start over...make something meaningful out of my rants...i'm intelligent and this piece of shit doesn't show that...i don't know..i've been MIA in the LJ world for awhile and I might keep it that way..but then again..I'll probably be back soon...keep your eyes open until then i bid you adieu</content>
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    <title>imalostcause @ 2005-10-20T02:00:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-20T06:01:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-20T06:01:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Daddy Is Mike Tyson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whosyourdaddy/daddy6.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What You Call Him:&lt;/strong&gt; Old Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why You Love Him:&lt;/strong&gt; He takes you to church&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whosyourdaddy/"&gt;Who's Your Daddy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>imalostcause @ 2005-10-10T23:57:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-11T03:52:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-11T03:52:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i hate what my journal has turned into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate what my life has turned into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty much i've started to hate everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had enough</content>
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    <title>wHaTeVeR</title>
    <published>2005-09-30T04:53:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-30T04:53:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Conan O'Brien</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've been really moody lately. Maybe I'm not getting enough sleep or I'm being lazy...or I have more on my plate than I know what to do with. I miss my friends. Not that I don't have friends around, but I miss the girls. I miss that comfort of knowing I have someone around all the time. School is good although it aggrevates me, work is good but its the same as school. &lt;br /&gt;I've been really bored but have things to do. I just need to be motivated. &lt;br /&gt;I need a hug.&lt;br /&gt;I have come to realize that I push pretty much everyone out of my life all the time. I become so wrapped up in school or work or whatever to let anyone in. But in someways I don't really care because that must mean that I haven't found anyone to not push out...no?&lt;br /&gt;I miss relationship life but feel so erratic right now so how can I have one? I mean I don't even know where I'm going in life anymore...I feel like I'm all over the place. But I miss having someone to call me to say goodnight or cuddle with me while I sleep. I don't want it to be forced...I hate when things are forced. I want it to feel real, natural. I like the thrill of the hunt but hate the time it takes. I tell myself I want all these things but as soon as I find something that 'could be' I'm like I don't want this...go away. ::Sigh:: But whatever. It's the mood I get into all the time. I feel like maybe my past still haunts me. Maybe I'm still afraid of trusting people. Maybe I'm still afraid that the second I fall for someone I'll get my heart ripped out. Maybe I'm afraid of being lied to again. Or maybe I'm convinced that things in life will work out and I'm looking for that to happen and doing nothing to help myself along. I'm not sure...maybe I'll never know. I need to stop now because I'm not thinking straight...I'll add more later.</content>
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    <title>.:Sigh:.</title>
    <published>2005-09-20T17:20:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-20T17:20:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>TREOS - ...Then I defy you stars</lj:music>
    <content type="html">What has been going on in the ever so exciting life of Sarah??? Nothing much actually. School has been pretty typical...I have a new friend, Chris, who actually went to high school with my brother and we drive into school together get high off coffee and talk about boys and life, it's great!! No new boys in my life, I've pretty much given up on that. Most of the guys I meet are great, but not anything more than friends. I don't want to be single, but I don't want a boyfriend for the sake of having one. I've done that and even though it was a good time while it lasted I should have known that I was getting myself into something that was what people could call a 'fling'. Whatever. My time will come eventually, maybe before I'm 30...but with my luck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so behind on my school work it was horrible. I was stressed and making myself sick. I eventually caught myself up and now I'm exactly where I should be, which is a good thing. I guess I just had to realize that summer ended and I need to think of my priorities. Work has been great, I actually like my job which is weird, I still wish I could be doing something that will benefit me in the future I like the environment and at least I have a good time when I'm there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was kinda fun. Friday night I went to Captain's (guy I work with) and we partied all night...ok well maybe not all night but it was still fun. I didn't drink becasue I had my car but watching Captain run around and dry hump people and sing "I need a hero" was friggen classic. Jeremy came with me and he got a little drunk....ok he was shitfaced. He ended up passed out on my bed and I somehow ended up asleep on the couch. It was cool though. Saturday I had to work at 1 and I got out maybe like 10:15 or so. Mike had invited me back to Tufts so I went home and ate a little, got changed and went over to Tufts. Robbie was there and it was good to see him becasue I haven't seen him since before the baby was born and I was excited to see the new dad. So we all just kinda hung around then went to a frat and drank and I saw Adam and Katie so Katie and I were walking around and talking to people and having a good time. Later into the night a fire alarm was pulled and the fire dept. and cops came...this is where it gets bad...long story short, the boys, mike included, got into a rumble with some of the guys in the frat and I tried to get mike out of there and it didn't work, I got scared and started to cry, walked away and went back to Mike's room. When everyone came back Mike and I talked about whatever and sort of worked out what happened and things were better. I ended up staying there and cried myself to sleep for some reason I don't really know because I had a little beer in me. Who knows...I'm always ridiculously emotional. The next day I took Mike to get his bike and Jay back to Everett. Came home and passed out then did homework 'til 2am. But it was a good weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot. Maybe too much...and I don't know where the thoughts are coming from but I'm sure there will be a long entry REAL soon. I just needed to not include it in this one becasue it would have taken forever. I'll post more later...comment or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;333 Sarah</content>
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    <title>SO heres' an update</title>
    <published>2005-09-13T04:06:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-13T04:06:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Let's see.....Friday I worked then came home and went to bed because i had a busy day on sat.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday i had my communications and literacy MTEL...it wasn't that bad  but after i did cry a little to larry because i was overwhelmed. then i went to Endicott to hang out with nicole for a bit then that night linds and i went to tufts and hung out with mike and jay and adam and katie and some people it was great. we ended up staying there and then sunday i went to work forever and did some homework and then school on monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend is party time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss my sisters</content>
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    <title>imalostcause @ 2005-09-10T01:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-10T05:23:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-10T05:23:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;Happy Birthday Cory!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;now you are officially old....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;and I still rock harder.... ; )&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Blind</title>
    <published>2005-09-09T19:14:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-09T19:14:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Alanisssssss</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So i haven't updated in a long time. Well guess what I've been kinda busy. I know it's harrd to believe that i'm not constantly in front of my computer anymore but seriously i have things to do now. you know like work. hahaha. That's been it. I work a lot. And school just started. and that's about it. &lt;br /&gt;oh and i sleep periodically too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's happened in the past week or so. well one night after work we (as in people from work) all went to this kid's house and drank ourselves silly. Well i drank myself silly and ended up paying for it while throwing up twice and passing out. Good I know. But hey i had a good time and was invited back haha...so that's all that matters. we're doing it again soon but as jenna knows already i'm drinking water all night..hhahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school started on wednesday and it's not too bed. i might regret taking 4 english courses in a row because it's a shit load of reading for one night in all my classes but it's cool. my professors are male and good looking so i might have to start affairs...haha i'm kidding even though in the movie of my life i would have an affair with all of them. hahahhahhhahhaha &lt;br /&gt;my education class seems like it's going to be fun. there are a lot of older people in the class i think i may be the youngest there but that's better for me becasue i bet i get a job before all of them. muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been hanging around with some jerk zach lately = P haha...we have homework dates and we really sit and read and talk about shakespeare and writing papers because surprisingly enough he's just a big a dork as me. weird I KNOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else. oh i bought a laptop because this computer is kinda kicking the bucket. I need to get it checked. i need ink for my printer too. damn i gotta go buy that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well i'm off to get ready for work later and listen to some acoustic alanis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if this post had typos i'm sitting here with out my glasses and feel a little like mr. magoo because i can't really see.</content>
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    <title>imalostcause @ 2005-08-31T11:34:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-31T15:38:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-31T15:38:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">HaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way people's minds work makes me laugh so friggen hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is everyone I know so lame? myself included so don't think I'm making fun of anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night Larry and I went to Kelly's and I wanted rootbeer and lots of it so he asked for my food (chicken fingers and cheese fries YUMM) and then a GIANT rootbeer and we started laughing and I was like "well this is what you get for getting me pregnant" and larry forgot how to speak for a second and it was hysterical...I don't think the kid behind the counter believed us but it was still funny...hahaha then larry spent the night here because well...becasue we haven't hung out in 100 years so why not. Then I was nice and woke up early with him to drive him to work and then I passed out again and now I'm going to clean and later I'm going to cook...WooWoo...</content>
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    <title>Oh you know</title>
    <published>2005-08-26T16:04:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-26T16:04:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kelly Clarkson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">this song is so god damn true....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not make the same mistakes that you did&lt;br /&gt;I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery&lt;br /&gt;I will not break the way you did&lt;br /&gt;You fell so hard&lt;br /&gt;I've learned the hard way, to never let it get that far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side&lt;br /&gt;So I don't get hurt&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust&lt;br /&gt;Not only me, but everyone around me&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose my way&lt;br /&gt;And it's not too long before you point it out&lt;br /&gt;I cannot cry&lt;br /&gt;Because I know that's weakness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm forced to fake a smile, a laugh&lt;br /&gt;Every day of my life&lt;br /&gt;My heart can't possibly break&lt;br /&gt;When it wasn't even whole to start with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I'll never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side&lt;br /&gt;So I don't get hurt&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust&lt;br /&gt;Not only me, but everyone around me&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched you die&lt;br /&gt;I heard you cry&lt;br /&gt;Every night in your sleep&lt;br /&gt;I was so young&lt;br /&gt;You should have known better than to lean on me&lt;br /&gt;You never thought of anyone else&lt;br /&gt;You just saw your pain&lt;br /&gt;And now I cry&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;For the same damn thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I'll never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I tried my hardest just to forget everything&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to let anyone else in&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;Because of you</content>
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    <title>imalostcause @ 2005-08-25T14:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-25T18:53:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-25T18:53:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fall Out Boy (i'm so emo..yea right)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">work has been pretty good and life has been pretty good too. spending lots of time with the girls which is always awesome. haven't really seen larry in a while but we aren't really fighting anymore so it's good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone is leaving soon and i'm gonna be all alone. ok not really and i'm sort of excited to go back to school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people have been aggrevating lately. i don't like when people judge me or anything and i really hate when people try to push their own views onto me. i do what i want when i want the only person i'll listen to is my dad. or any one in my famiy for that matter. but i really hate when people try to be better than everyone else. I also hate when people attach themselves and won't let go. girls do and guys do it and it's obnoxious. i probably do it too but i have good friends who will tell me when to lay off. other people need to start laying off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep running into people from my past. not just one or two my a bunch of people from my past. i don't know if it's coincidence or i should be nervous that the world is going to end but who knows. i guess it's good to see some faces i haven't seen in awhile...it's comforting to know that they wouldn't completely ignore my existence....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont' know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to framingham tomorrow!! WOOWOO</content>
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    <title>imalostcause @ 2005-08-23T00:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-23T04:52:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-23T04:52:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I. Reply to this post with your name, because I would like to say a couple words about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II. I will also tell you what song(s) remind me of you when I hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;III. I will also tell you what celebrity/movie character/public person you remind me of, either personality-wise or looks-wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV. I will also give ONE WORD that I associate with you when I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V. We all could use a boost now and then, so steal this for your journal and make someone else's day as well.</content>
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    <title>imalostcause @ 2005-08-19T15:21:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-19T19:26:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-19T19:26:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>When you're around - MCS</lj:music>
    <content type="html">the war between larry and myself is over....YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stomach has been bothering me lately...stress probably who knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to work today then party hardy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to framingham this weekend WOOWOO ; ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave comments bitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the greatest lyrics ever..we've all felt like this before:&lt;br /&gt;"But all I can do is close my eyes and&lt;br /&gt;cross my arms and hope to die,&lt;br /&gt;'cause you don't fucking listen&lt;br /&gt;when I'm around.&lt;br /&gt;The least you could do is take it back,&lt;br /&gt;all the vicious remarks and verbal attacks&lt;br /&gt;'cause I can't fucking stand it&lt;br /&gt;when you're around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I can't fucking stand it when you're around."</content>
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    <title>I don't feel well</title>
    <published>2005-08-17T18:59:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-17T18:59:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Make out Kids - Motion City Soundtracj</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sigh...I don't feel well.&lt;br /&gt;But I said I would update about Maine. So we drove there...Laura and I slept the whole way, I woke up right as we got into Saco. We went to the house and relaxed, took a drive to look around and went out to eat at Ken's. We stopped off at a shop on the way home to poke around but didn't get anything. Then that night Uncle Steve took Laura and me to Old Orchard Beach to check out what was going on. We all got fake tattoos and played arcades and took one of those old fashioned pictures it was really funny we had a audience haha. &lt;br /&gt;The next two days were beach days which means JETSKIING!!! WOOWOO. We had a lot of fun but we saw a dead seal and a dying one which was sad. We went tubing that day too and we each almost lost our pants hahaha. Then we tanned and fell asleep and ate and relaxed and slept. We watched supersize me one night...that movie sheds new light on eating in general. We did crafts too...haha. Then monday we went to kittery to meet my aunt and uncle and we ate and then sent laura on her way and went shopping and i didn't spend too much money but i got some good stuff..yay.  then we came home and here i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a job. I know weird. well nicole helped...i'm hostessing at texas roadhouse..it's not too bad i forgot what it was like to work so now i'm a little tired, but i'll get over it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;larry isn't talking to me and it's making me extremely depressed. i tried calling and IMing and he won't answer me. God. I never thought I was that bad of a friend but I guess I was wrong. It just doesn't seem right because we've been through so much together...fuck he was here the night my mom died...he was there when I called crying telling him i didn't understand why i was still here and we hadn't even talked that much prior to that phone call but he said 'sarah, i love you' and everything was right again. now it's just all fucked up. it doesn't seem right. I mean we're best friends...at least I think he's my best friend. and things are just all over the place now. i mean christ he wants to move to england..what if i never talk to him again and the last thing we said to each other was me telling him i'm done trying and him telling me i'm a bitch? i can't have that...but i guess he's alright with that. *Larry if you read this, I'm sorry for being a terrible friend and I really don't know what to do anymore. You mean more to me than any one person will ever mean to me and I can't have us not talking. I miss you and I love you. I will always...don't move to England without making this right again.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough for today i've gotta relax before work @ 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out mother effersssss</content>
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    <title>imalostcause @ 2005-08-16T01:39:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-16T05:39:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-16T05:39:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm home from maine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll update later</content>
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    <title>imalostcause @ 2005-08-02T21:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-03T01:47:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-03T01:47:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">GRRRRRRRRRRRRR.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Sarah and I'm GrUmPy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Dan.... ( . ) ( . ) &amp;lt;--- BoObS hehe</content>
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    <title>imalostcause @ 2005-07-25T21:20:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-26T01:21:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-26T01:21:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>motion city soundtrack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">go to the website link on the top of the page and look at my new pictures..because i told you too!!! woo woo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a break from life and people....so i'm steering clear or IM and phone calls...i need to start sleeping more....</content>
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    <title>too good to not put in...</title>
    <published>2005-07-19T02:39:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-19T02:39:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Starting Line - Best of me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 11pt;" width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFA5B2"&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Part Expert Kisser&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFDBE0"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/kindkisser/expert.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a kissing pro, but it's all about quality and not quantity&lt;br /&gt;							  You've perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone's socks off&lt;br /&gt;							  And you're adaptable, giving each partner what they crave&lt;br /&gt;							  When it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFA5B2"&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Part Passionate Kisser&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFDBE0"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/kindkisser/passionate.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, kissing is about all about following your urges&lt;br /&gt;							  If someone's hot, you'll go in for the kiss - end of story&lt;br /&gt;							  You can keep any relationship hot with your steamy kisses&lt;br /&gt;							  A total spark plug - your kisses are bound to get you in trouble&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Kisser Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Never think too much into things...I have to remind myself this all the time</title>
    <published>2005-07-19T02:33:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-19T02:35:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Thrice - Trust (how appropriate</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I'm filling this out for myself. Maybe I'll want to date me. Ha. If you fit the profile then you're probably like Laura or Kate and I love you girls but incest isn't best...HaHa. But if you are random and you aren't related to me well are you a lucky duck! Don't take it as an invitation to the pants party (HaHa) I just figured I'd use this as a base to answer the question that I've gotten from one too many people recently which is "What do you look for in a guy?" Truthfully, nothing. Then I'd have expectations and if you didn't meet them I'd probably ignore you forever. Or be highly disappointed because I wouldn't realize that you didn't fill expectations until I was attached then I'd be in a huge issue and that's just an ugly situation to be in, plain and simple. I find that I attract really creepy men who think I'm some kind of porn star prostitute and I find it really hottttt if they hit on me hardcore and tell me they want to do it to me right or something like that. Actually I want to kick every guy like that in the balls. No holding back just a straight kick to the nuts, one that bruises their future illigitimate children. If they aren't creepy they are in high school or my dad's age but that can fit in the creepy category. They really ruin it for guys who are genuine because I build this shield where I feel like all guys are going to try to jump in my pants with me in a heart beat and although flattering it 'ain't' gonna happen. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I hate feeling like I know what I want then I get it and I'm, like, 'OH wait. Nope that's not what I wanted at all' I need someone who 'gets' me and doesn't want to just 'get with' me, you know? Someone who gets that I'm a little crazy at times, but we can blame the hormones (i.e. birth control. i.e. my favorite sticker haha) &amp;nbsp;I'm on for that...haha. Someone who understands that I like to read and be quiet sometimes and I also like to talk, A LOT. And I get picked on for it, but sometimes I feel like I have so many opinions about things that I need to not shut up for fear that one of my many thoughts won't be heard. Sometimes all a person wants is to be heard. I need someone who will tell me to stop procrastinating or be really good company while we both ignore the fact that I'm procrastinating. Someone who can talk to me until the sun rises and even then not be tired and just want to continue the conversation until the sun sets. Someone who appreaciates Saturday morning cartoons no matter how lame they are but will stay in bed and watch them any ways. Someone who understands that I'm an old souled 20 year old but I still have my moments when I'm very much a typical kid. Someone who appreciates someone who appreciates everything. Someone who will clean. Ha I had to add that. Someone who doesn't care that I'm a wicked picky eater and could live off pasta and chicken forever. Someone who will understand that sometimes the events of my life catch up to me and I'll be a mess for a while but they let me cry into their shoulder and doesn't ask questions. A person who understands that I'm very passionate about everything. If I'm going to do something I'm putting my whole self into it, which gets me hurt more often then not but it's the only way I know. Who likes that I'ma giver and a caretaker. Who realizes that I'm headstrong and I know what I want in life and I know that what I want isn't going to be the final straw. Someone who will understand if I want to pack a bag and drive to Delaware just because it's there and jumps in the passenger seat and says 'Let's hit the road' Someone who thinks I'm beautiful inside and out. Someone who will tell me they think so but not all the time. Someone who will still think I'm beautiful when I'm sick, crying or just waking up. Someone who likes to cuddle even when it's a perfectly good day to go outside. A guy who understands that I sleep at the most random times and if I fall asleep in the car during a long ride or during a movie that it's not because I'm bored but becasue I'm comfortable. Someone to be comfortable with. That understands that I live at home and plan on doing so for&amp;nbsp;a while and that my dad and my brother mean more to me than anyone else on the planet, hell in the universe. That family in general is the most important thing to me. Understands that I'm very close to my family especially my aunt and cousins (they are my mom and sisters) and know that they probably already know you're life story because if I like you enough I won't shut up about you. It's a compliment take it. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Shit, I was gonna fill that thing out but I went on a friggen writing binge. I haven't had this much on my mind in forever. I want to get married haha I want to fall head over heels and never recover from it; just keep falling. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'll fill it out anyway because I'm cool like that....Ha....I want comments...now bitch. OK. *Kiss* &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;BASICS:&lt;br&gt;Name:&amp;nbsp;&lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;who cares&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;Age: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;born somewhere between the late 70's to mid 80's not 1950 or 1990 hahaha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Location: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;somewhere that isn't a place i have to fly to preferably somewhere i can drive to at 2am&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Height: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;taller than me....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hair (color and style): &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;who friggen cares&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eyes: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;who cares again&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Piercings/tattoos: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;whatever have 'em or don't but understand that I have them and want more...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;OTHER:&lt;br&gt;1. Where would we go on dates? &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;What's a date...I've never been on one. I don't want to go anywhere...if we are to go somewhere make it fun...or involving food or ice cream of coffee....movies are better on a couch or bed than in a uncomforatble chair that I will squirm in the whole time. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. Who are three of your favorite bands/artists? &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;Doesn't matter as long as you can tolerate my music I'll tolerate yours &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. Do you drink/smoke?? &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;Do what you want. I'm not hugely into them myself but if you are then so be it. Just don't be a drunk and if it's smoking don't make it pot. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. Do you like the beach? &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;You gotta love the beach..at night though it's much better then. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. If so...would you go with me late at night?&amp;nbsp; &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;See above answer should be yes..haha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. Do you like movies? &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;All kinds and you gotta like re watching movies over and over because sometimes they get better and better&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. If so would you stay up and watch them with me all night? &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;I'd fall asleep so I'm not asking you to stay awake. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. If you were to take me out to a movie would we watch the movie? &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;Let's skip the ones that are stupid...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. If not what would we be doing? &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;Stupid&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. Do you play an instrument? &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;If you do more power to you...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. If so...what? &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;Dear God if it's drums I'll throw up..OK I'm kidding who cares. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. Would you call me right after we saw eachother to make sure i made it home alright? &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;I flippin' hope so!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;13. How would you rate your hugs from 1-10? &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;My hugs can only be rated by infinity...hhahha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. Favorite body part on a girl? &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;You shouldn't have one...it should be like all of it..I don't need someone talking to the non-existance of my boobs or walking behind me and staring at my ass the whole time we're together&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. What would you say is the best thing about yourself? &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;About ME? I rock.....that's it I FUCKIN' ROCKKKKKK&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;16. Would you give me kisses just because? &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;I hope so because if not you suck at life...hahhaha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;( should do)&lt;/font&gt;Would You do if...&lt;br&gt;I cried: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;let me cry don't ask questions I'll come around and tell you eventually&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;I said I liked you: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;Appreciate it because I don't say that to everyone. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;I kissed you: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;kiss me back dammit...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;I touched you: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;Freak out and run away..this is a stupid question..hahha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was hospitalized: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;visit me when ever you can &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;I ran away from home: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;open your door because i'm coming there&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;I got in a fight and you were there: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;first take me out of it then laugh at the fact that I thought I was tough. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;I got dumped: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;Umm....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;I pissed you off: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;tell me argue with me and then get over it becasue it was probably petty&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What Do&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You Think Of My...&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;This applies throughout this section...don't try to make me live up to an expectation don't compare me to the other girls you've been with because I'm not them I'm me.....Now I'll just fill in these answers to be about me&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Eyes: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;Blue but they change color they are pretty cool if I do say so myself&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Face: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;I have one...2 eyes a nose and a mouth...chipmunk cheeks too...hahaha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hair: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;Got that too it doesn't have a color well it can change anytime. Don't get used to one color for too long&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Clothes: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;I wear them I'm comfortable deal with it&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Choice of music: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;Everything listen and enjoy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Would You...&lt;br&gt;Be my friend: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;I sure hope so&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tell me the truth no matter what: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;I hate lying....don't try to protect me from what you actually think&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Buy me a birthday gift: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;I'm not materialistic but little things are always nice&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Make me cookies &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;I'll do the baking thank you...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lie to make me feel better: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;See above doofus&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Go out at 4am to get me ice cream: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;You better and it better be something chocolate and brownie-ish&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Keep a secret if I told you one: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;I hope and I'd do the same becasue that's what relationships are for&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Loan me some cash: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;Yuck I hate this question thing because it makes materialism so gross...if we don't have money we sit and cuddle...and we still win&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Keep in touch: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;If you stop talking to me and I stop talking to you safe to say we aren't right for each other&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Make me a snack: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;yes please....haha chocolate and chips and popcorn and all that good junk food oh adn jello or any other kind of dessert that involves whipped cream&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Try and solve my problems: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;you can try chances are you won't but you can make them better&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Love me: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;eventually&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Makeout with me: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;like we're in high school again..hahahaha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hold me in times of need:&lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;and in times that i don't need if that makes sense&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ditch me: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;Fuck off if you do&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;lay in the rain with me &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;lay run dance splash all those fun rain things&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Use me: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;and you can go fuck yourself&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;ask me out: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;stupid...answer should be known&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Date me: &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;Der&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hold me and make my problems go away:&amp;nbsp; &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;just hold me...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;lt;\lj-cut&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imalostcause:40469</id>
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    <title>HaHaHaHa</title>
    <published>2005-07-17T09:23:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-17T09:23:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Alanis</lj:music>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Bored as fuck</title>
    <published>2005-07-14T18:01:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-14T18:01:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Stole this from Laura Marie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend Application...too fun not to fill out (right LMB?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BASICS:&lt;br /&gt;Name:&lt;br /&gt;Age:&lt;br /&gt;Location:&lt;br /&gt;Height:&lt;br /&gt;Hair (color and style):&lt;br /&gt;Eyes:&lt;br /&gt;Piercings/tattoos: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTHER:&lt;br /&gt;1. Where would we go on dates?&lt;br /&gt;2. Who are three of your favorite bands/artists?&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you drink/smoke??&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you like the beach?&lt;br /&gt;5. If so...would you go with me late at night?&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you like movies?&lt;br /&gt;7. If so would you stay up and watch them with me all night?&lt;br /&gt;8. If you were to take me out to a movie would we watch the movie?&lt;br /&gt;9. If not what would we be doing?&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you play an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;11. If so...what?&lt;br /&gt;12. Would you call me right after we saw eachother to make sure i made it home alright?&lt;br /&gt;13. How would you rate your hugs from 1-10?&lt;br /&gt;14. Favorite body part on a girl?&lt;br /&gt;15. What would you say is the best thing about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you give me kisses just because?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Would You do if...&lt;br /&gt;I cried:&lt;br /&gt;I said I liked you:&lt;br /&gt;I kissed you:&lt;br /&gt;I touched you:&lt;br /&gt;I was hospitalized:&lt;br /&gt;I ran away from home:&lt;br /&gt;I got in a fight and you were there:&lt;br /&gt;I got dumped:&lt;br /&gt;I pissed you off:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Do You Think Of My...&lt;br /&gt;Eyes:&lt;br /&gt;Face:&lt;br /&gt;Hair:&lt;br /&gt;Clothes:&lt;br /&gt;Choice of music:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would You...&lt;br /&gt;Be my friend:&lt;br /&gt;Tell me the truth no matter what:&lt;br /&gt;Buy me a birthday gift:&lt;br /&gt;Make me cookies&lt;br /&gt;Lie to make me feel better:&lt;br /&gt;Go out at 4am to get me ice cream:&lt;br /&gt;Keep a secret if I told you one:&lt;br /&gt;Loan me some cash:&lt;br /&gt;Keep in touch:&lt;br /&gt;Make me a snack:&lt;br /&gt;Try and solve my problems:&lt;br /&gt;Love me:&lt;br /&gt;Makeout with me:&lt;br /&gt;Hold me in times of need:&lt;br /&gt;Ditch me:&lt;br /&gt;lay in the rain with me&lt;br /&gt;Use me:&lt;br /&gt;ask me out:&lt;br /&gt;Date me:&lt;br /&gt;Hold me and make my problems go away:</content>
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    <title>Stole this from Laura</title>
    <published>2005-07-09T18:24:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-09T18:24:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>No Doubt - Excuse Me Mister</lj:music>
    <content type="html">TEN random things about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love food but I’m very picky&lt;br /&gt;2. I hate when people ask me what’s wrong…I’ll tell you if I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;3. I still sercretly like Michael Jackson and Will Smith&lt;br /&gt;4. I hate most name brand clothes…I wear what fits and looks decent &lt;br /&gt;5. I love a good cup of tea and a brownie or cookie while reading&lt;br /&gt;6. Rainy days make me happy&lt;br /&gt;7. I dislike lots of people because they don’t understand that I don’t try to be anyone but myself&lt;br /&gt;8. I think everything is funny&lt;br /&gt;9. I love to dance&lt;br /&gt;10. I like being by myself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE ways to win my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Listen &amp; Remember&lt;br /&gt;2. Don’t try to get in my pants…&lt;br /&gt;3. Have ambition/aspiration&lt;br /&gt;4. Don’t try too hard&lt;br /&gt;5.  Take me out but not all the time…make it special&lt;br /&gt;6. Do silly small things randomly…like buy my my favorite candy because you felt like it&lt;br /&gt;7. Tell me nice things…&lt;br /&gt;8. Sit and do nothing with me or read a book with me; just enjoy each other’s company&lt;br /&gt;9. Like me for who I am not who you think I am or want me to be because I’m not that girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT words (or phrases) to describe myself: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Emotional&lt;br /&gt;2. Loud/talkative&lt;br /&gt;3. Excitable&lt;br /&gt;4. I have the most loud annoying laugh but I love it&lt;br /&gt;5. I think I’m the funniest person known to mankind..even though I’m not&lt;br /&gt;6. Sarcastic &lt;br /&gt;7. Old Fashioned&lt;br /&gt;8. Never was and still not the hot chick but I’m totally cool with that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN things I believe in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What goes around comes around&lt;br /&gt;2. Myself (most of the time)&lt;br /&gt;3. My family and friends (well a few of them)&lt;br /&gt;4. Love &lt;br /&gt;5. An afterlife/being watched over by someone. . .&lt;br /&gt;6. Ghosts (not fake scary ones though)&lt;br /&gt;7. If you dream it you can make it so. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX things that get me mad (or annoyed/paranoid/frustrated)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. People&lt;br /&gt;2. The cat&lt;br /&gt;3. Childish actions (even though I have my fair share)&lt;br /&gt;4. People who change so others like them more&lt;br /&gt;5. Shallowness&lt;br /&gt;6. Not feeling like I’ll ever be able to settle with someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE things I'm afraid of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. never finding someone to spend my life with &lt;br /&gt;2. losing myself&lt;br /&gt;3. dying/people I love dying&lt;br /&gt;4. not knowing the future&lt;br /&gt;5. being too emotional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR of my fave items in my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my posters/pictures&lt;br /&gt;2. my bed&lt;br /&gt;3. my computer&lt;br /&gt;4. my music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE things I do everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. eat&lt;br /&gt;2. use my computer&lt;br /&gt;3. listen to music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO things I need to do right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. clean the house…boo&lt;br /&gt;2. get a job. . .boo again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE person I want to see right now&lt;br /&gt;1. My Mom…that’s always the answer for these kind of things…</content>
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