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  <title>my wOrld.</title>
  <subtitle>lOve loOshii. &lt;3</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Looshi Kaos.</name>
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  <updated>2008-04-22T08:42:12Z</updated>
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    <title>Ownage.</title>
    <published>2007-11-30T02:05:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-22T07:22:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Light a Fire - Nuts in a Blender</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3"&gt;                                                      LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, Mum's boyfriend won't give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in &lt;b&gt;bold&lt;/b&gt; is the actual text message. In &lt;i&gt;Italics&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;Is my response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;do u understand how much u r hurting ur mum ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uh, dude, please learn how to fucking use proper english. Eg. Do you know how much you are actually hurting your Mum?" would be correct.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i dont think u do? if u love your mum ring her 2 nite but dont ring me ! i dont think u have the heart 2 &amp;amp; u r 2 scared&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Okay dude, listen. If you don't want me to abuse the crap out of you, just don't fucking text me. okay? You're really fucking pissing me off. I hate you, you hate me. Okay? Fuck off , and don't fucking text me! I don't care about if I'm hurting my Mum, when you're the one who fucked it all up you fucking Mummy's boy! Geez, you're a pussy. You think I don't have a heart? You don't have the fucking heart! I specifically told you that I was tired, and I wasn't feeling well. But, do you listen? No. You go crying to your mummy, who goes spastic at my mummy, who goes spastic at me! So shut your fucking trap, before I fucking call a few Mexican gangs to fuck you up!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owned.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:looshikaos:19252</id>
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    <title>Pwnage.</title>
    <published>2007-11-27T06:26:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-22T07:30:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Doomsday - Atreyu</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.tinypic.com/80mh82d.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want life to go back to how it was back when I was 5.&lt;br /&gt;no broken hearts.&lt;br /&gt;no tears.&lt;br /&gt;no screaming.&lt;br /&gt;no blood stains.&lt;br /&gt;no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was all smiles.&lt;br /&gt;all laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life was perfect. mum and dad were in love, and happy. i was happy. then everything changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum went away.&lt;br /&gt;dad got a new girlfriend who's a whore.&lt;br /&gt;mum got a new boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;dad got married.&lt;br /&gt;mum's boyfriend became a dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to pay the fucking conciquences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure, skanks great to fuck with. (not sexually) I mean like, mentally, she's fun to piss off, and she keeps me entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mum's boyfriend is a total dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck whatever I wrote in earlier blogs.&lt;br /&gt;fuck that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the thing that brought this on with comments from me in &lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;underline.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hi lucy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Get your fucking grammar and spelling correct. It's Hi, Lucy. Not little 'l' and it's not fucking':' it's a full stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;i&gt;do u understand how much pain u have put your mother through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Well, if you weren't such a dickface, and went crying to your mommy, none of this shit would of happened! And, use correct grammar and spelling please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;i&gt;U dont ring her &amp;amp; u have not said sorry 2 her about your behavior towards her ? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. There's alot of grammar mistakes here. I hope you feel dumb. It's You don't ring her, and you haven't said sorry to her about your behavior towards her. Well, I haven't said sorry because she's a bitch and said she doesn't want to speak to me, and, my behavior wasn't bad at all. &lt;b&gt;YOUR&lt;/b&gt; behavior is much more interesting. I tell you I'm sick, and I don't feel like talking. But, you go ahead, and cry to your mommy that I'm being a bitch. Gosh, for a 35 year old, you're a cry-baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;i&gt;I  think its time u spoke 2 your mum ? Dont contact me because i dont want nothing 2 do with u. So ring your mum. greg . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Well, who the fuck do you think you are telling me to call my mum?! You're a fucking cry baby, and why are you texting me, when you want nothing to do with me? Fucking dumbass. Alot more spelling problems here. Geez, at 35 you'd think that you'd have some sort of brain. Oops, sorry. Mummy's boys don't have brains. They get their mum's to do everything for them. My bad. Don't tell me what to do. And I won't call my Mum, because I don't want to get abused. Okay? FUCK YOU FUCKING CUNT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;-Much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kaos.</content>
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    <title>Sooky Lala Moment.</title>
    <published>2007-11-20T05:12:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-22T07:58:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hate that I love you - Ne-yo &amp; Rihanna.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hate That I Love You"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(feat. Ne-Yo)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;[Rihanna:]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As much as I love you&lt;br /&gt; As much as I need you&lt;br /&gt; And I can't stand you&lt;br /&gt; Must everything you do make me wanna smile&lt;br /&gt; Can I not like you for awhile? (No....)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ne-Yo:]&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt; But you won't let me&lt;br /&gt; You upset me girl&lt;br /&gt; And then you kiss my lips&lt;br /&gt; All of a sudden I forget (that I was upset)&lt;br /&gt; Can't remember what you did&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;[Rihanna:]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But I hate it...&lt;br /&gt; You know exactly what to do&lt;br /&gt; So that I can't stay mad at you&lt;br /&gt; For too long that's wrong&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;[Ne-Yo:]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But I hate it...&lt;br /&gt; You know exactly how to touch&lt;br /&gt; So that I don't want to fuss.. and fight no more&lt;br /&gt; Said I despise that I adore you&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;[Rihanna:]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And I hate how much I love you boy (yeah...)&lt;br /&gt; I can't stand how much I need you (I need you...)&lt;br /&gt; And I hate how much I love you boy (oh whoa..)&lt;br /&gt; But I just can't let you go&lt;br /&gt; And I hate that I love you so (oooh..)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;[Ne-Yo:]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You completely know the power that you have&lt;br /&gt; The only one makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rihanna:]&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Said it's not fair&lt;br /&gt; How you take advantage of the fact&lt;br /&gt; That I... love you beyond the reason why&lt;br /&gt; And it just ain't right&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;[Ne-Yo:]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And I hate how much I love you girl&lt;br /&gt; I can't stand how much I need you (yeah..)&lt;br /&gt; And I hate how much I love you girl&lt;br /&gt; But I just can't let you go&lt;br /&gt; But I hate that I love you so&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;[Both:]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; One of these days maybe your magic won't affect me&lt;br /&gt; And your kiss won't make me weak&lt;br /&gt; But no one in this world knows me the way you know me&lt;br /&gt; So you'll probably always have a spell on me...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;[Ne-Yo:]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yeaahhh... Oohh...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;[Rihanna:]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As much I love you (as much as I need you)&lt;br /&gt; As much as I need you (oooh..)&lt;br /&gt; As much I love you (oh..)&lt;br /&gt; As much as I need you&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rihanna:]&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt; And I hate that I love you so&lt;br /&gt; And I hate how much I love you boy&lt;br /&gt; I can't stand how much I need you (can't stand how much I need you)&lt;br /&gt; And I hate how much I love you boy&lt;br /&gt; But I just can't let you go (but I just can't let you go no..)&lt;br /&gt; And I hate that I love you so&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; And I hate that I love you so.. so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Okay, that's my little sook for the day. That song reminds me of my first love, back in primary school. He confessed that he loved me, before he left. I cried. That very night, I realized that I loved him back. I can't get him back, even though I want him back so much. I just want to tell him that the small cute teddybear that he got me means the world to me, and it stays on my bed, every day. It brings so many memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>WWE Raw Moment. :)</title>
    <published>2007-11-10T13:36:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-22T08:00:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Funeral Of Hearts - HIM</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Tonight I went to WWE. Boy, was I a happy 15 year old girl.&lt;br /&gt;I made a sign, as you all know. I saw&amp;nbsp; Randy Orton, and shoved my sign in his face, which happened to say &lt;i&gt;Orton = Wedgie Pants!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;and Randy decided to give himself a wedgie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from getting Hi-5'd by Jeff, and touching HHH, Mike Chioda, the Refferee, would have been the main point of the WHOLE night for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke to him three times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HEY MIKE!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;Mike winks at&amp;nbsp; me, and walks off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;SUP MIKE!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;He was all "Sup?" and he smiled again, and walked to the ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;MIKE! I LOVE YOU!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;Mike turned around, smiled, and took off his sweat band and threw it, but it landed on the floor and he walked passed EVERYONE just to give it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mike Chioda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Thank you. For the sweat band which smells really, really, really nice, by the way.&amp;nbsp; But, thank you for changing my perspective on life. You're doing what I've always wanted to do. Work with WWE. You are the most sweetest man, ever. I don't know if anyone has been a fan of you at&lt;br /&gt;all, but Mike, you've earned my vote, 100%. You've made me someone different Mike, thank you. Your smile is cute. Your sweat band is so&lt;br /&gt;soft, and perfume smelly. I love it. Thank you Mike. Thank you for proving to me that you're more than just a refferee. A man with a heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>Confessions of  a The Used nerd. :)</title>
    <published>2007-11-06T14:13:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-22T08:00:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>You got a crush on me - The Donnas</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i' m a the used nerd. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALBUMS:&lt;br /&gt;1-&lt;/b&gt; Self titled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2-&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; In love &amp;amp; Death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3- &lt;/b&gt;Lies for the Liars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DVDS:&lt;br /&gt;1&amp;nbsp;-&lt;/b&gt; Maybe Memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2-&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Berth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3- &lt;/b&gt;Making Lies for the Liars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEMBERS:&lt;br /&gt;1&amp;nbsp;- &lt;/b&gt;Jeph Howard&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;2-&lt;/b&gt; Dan Whitesides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3-&lt;/b&gt; Bert McCracken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4-&lt;/b&gt; Quinn Allman</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:looshikaos:16446</id>
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    <title>My Baby. :)</title>
    <published>2007-11-06T14:08:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-22T07:58:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Paralyzed - THe Used</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Maz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maz is possibly the most nicest girl that I know. She knows how to comfort me, she knows how to make me laugh, and she knows how to really push my buttons. We have so many inside jokes, that when one of us bring it up, we literally '&lt;i&gt;roflmaonaise'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking for days on end, about random shit, makes us stronger as best friends. I concider her a sister. I honestly don't know what my life would be like without tis amazing person in my life. 'No Chavos' is definately one of the bigger things that we created together. I think that this girl has definately made a huge impact in my life. She is the reason for the smile on my face. If it wasn't for Maz, I properly wouldn't be here any more. I would be proberly in hell, rotting away. but, maz saved me, which i'm thankful for, because I've been able to meet so many amazing people, and seen so many things live.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maz, if you're reading this, I love you so much, and I want you to always know that. No matter how much I claim to hate you, I love you with my whole heart body and soul. LOL I sound like I'm writing this for a boyfriend or something. Mr Pedoman, my one true love (Your &lt;i&gt;Pedoman&lt;/i&gt; jr. :) I don't know where I'd be without you. I want to thank you for always being there for me. I want to thank you for always making me happy, and sending &lt;i&gt;me texts (even when they are at 4am&lt;/i&gt;. :); cause then I know that I'm loved. I really do doubt that we'll grow apart, but I'm going to make the most of it, until that day actually does come.&lt;i&gt;No one can be as lazy as you and your ass&lt;/i&gt;. :D I love you so much maz. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Kaos.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Good Mood. For once.</title>
    <published>2007-10-28T08:47:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-22T07:58:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>What love is - Scooter &amp; LaVelle</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Raise your hands up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Raise your hands up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Raise your hands up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Raise your hands up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All eyes on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I love attention. Good attention of course. Or when I'm being pure stupid, and people laugh at me. That's pretty good too.&lt;br /&gt;I've begun to enjoy life alot more, since I've got hardly anything on these weekends. Hah. Aquarium this weekend. Sounds fun. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait. I love seeing things underwater. I find it so fasinating, on how they made the stuff underwater. &lt;i&gt;Did they have leaks, and &lt;br /&gt;the whole thing went underwater, and they had to suck it all out? &lt;/i&gt;Yay! Steve's gunna take me to see Wednesday 13 when they come&lt;br /&gt;around again. See he's awesome. (H) and guess what! you can't have him ner ner. xD Photoplus w/ steve, then w/ friends = (L)(L)!&lt;br /&gt;There's honestly not much to say tonight. I was supposed to hang out w/ my dad today, but his mother screwed it up, and it upset me.&lt;br /&gt;I was really honestly looking forward to the day out with my dad. I haven't spent a day alone with him for ages, and she comes and &lt;br /&gt;screws it up! I was really upset. Anywho. I can't wait till Saturday. Well, Friday. Allie's coming over for the night, and coming city with us.&lt;br /&gt;So is Kiera, Kristin, Josh, and a few others, I think. I'm wrestling then, so it'll be definately entertaining. Hah. Steve owes me piggy backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>Randomness</title>
    <published>2007-10-28T04:47:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-22T08:03:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Way She Feels - Between the Trees</lj:music>
    <content type="html">these are some icons i like that i found on my conmputer, and some other crap thats there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Omfg, Icons!"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i22.tinypic.com/2ikek3q.png" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i22.tinypic.com/51x3b7.png" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i22.tinypic.com/97jq14.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x241/wwesweetness0x/742703.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x241/wwesweetness0x/8611716.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x241/wwesweetness0x/50432pgug9ebn67.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x241/wwesweetness0x/10211657.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x241/wwesweetness0x/12800775.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x241/wwesweetness0x/Ariel22.png" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x241/wwesweetness0x/avatar8597paul.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x241/wwesweetness0x/avatar8640paulbrian.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x241/wwesweetness0x/avatar8654candice.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x241/wwesweetness0x/b6172118.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x241/wwesweetness0x/Bastard5.png" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x241/wwesweetness0x/icon008.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x241/wwesweetness0x/msndollzu_1181541703.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x241/wwesweetness0x/shannon1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="201" height="134" border="0" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x241/wwesweetness0x/MiniSig002.png" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Taste Of Chaos 07.</title>
    <published>2007-10-27T01:54:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-22T08:41:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>i miss you - blink 182</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;I wrote this in maths class. :) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Used, Rise Against, Drop Dead Gorgeous, Aiden, The Bled, Glallows = best night ever. &amp;amp;hearts;&amp;nbsp; I cna't believe what a fantastic night I'd had. I met 5 brilliant people, whom I hung with in the mosh, aka; Kaos pit [LOL]. Suzy, Jess, &amp;amp; Mandie were so sweet. there's photos of them on my myspace, so go check them out. So fun. I met the Gallows! They're rad. I love them. They're greaqt. One gave me a Hi-5ulation [LOL@QUINN] and this cute one gave me a hug. :) He's so sweet. I got all of their autographs, so it's grand. I had my band on until yesterday night [&lt;b&gt;26&lt;/b&gt;th]. Rise Against definately got the biggest ovation, apart from The fucking Used! I couldn't get over the fact that I saw Jeph Howard, THE HOTTEST MOTHERFUCKING BASSIST LIVEEEEEE! His long black hair, gorgeous brown eyes, pretty tattooed skin..oh god, I could go on forever. He walked off stage mid-set, and I freaked out. I asked everyone where he was, then He came back on stage, Thank god. But, I'm really glad that I decided to go, cause I love the used. I spoke about Jeph all night. What really upset me though, was that I wasn't closer up. I was beginning to get close, then i got pulled out by the girls, which upset me a bit. Dan was so cute! I don't really like Dan, and it would have been better if Branden was still there. But, he's happer in Rancid, so aslong as Brandens happy, I guess I am too. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Chemical romance in December! I'm so happy. Bob Bryar &lt;b&gt;Again!&lt;/b&gt; That'd be so awesome to even meet him, would be even better. That would fix a really crap year. ahah, right now,&amp;nbsp; Winnie and nick are looking at this book, whilst I'm writing this. They're so funny. I love my Chadam shirt. Chadam is so cool; (H) HERO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dances* Yep. WWE In like, 15 days or something. Can't wait. Pictures for me; Definately. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IF ANYONE GOT JEPH HOWARD PHOTOS FROM TASTE OF CHAOS, PLEASE SEND THEM TO ME VIA MYSPACE OR MY MSN! THANK YOU!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>broken.</title>
    <published>2007-10-13T01:57:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-13T01:57:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i have nothing to live for anymore. today, about 20 minutes or so ago, mum called me, hence, i don't know if i can even call her that anymore. she said that "if you dont talk to him, which i bet he wont even listen, then i don't want to see you again."&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke down in tears. I broke down in my fathers arms. I'm a absolute mess.&amp;nbsp; i'm shaking. i'm constantly wiping away tears. everyone's trying to cheer me up, but nothing's working. wrestling. the used. john cena.. nothing works. spud can't even cheer me up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fuck everything up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't belong here. i belong in hell.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>some craptacular shizzle.</title>
    <published>2007-10-09T09:07:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-22T08:42:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Meet You There - Simple Plan.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;That don't kill me&lt;br /&gt;will make me stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;dani has words of wisdom. boys are stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;friends&lt;/u&gt; before &lt;u&gt;boys&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;family&lt;/u&gt; before &lt;u&gt;parties&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;studies&lt;/u&gt; before &lt;u&gt;dates&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;writing&lt;/u&gt; before &lt;u&gt;stupidty&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have strict morals. I believe in alot of things. i'm not the same girl i was last year. i've changed. i've become much different. i've changed. i don't know if it was for the best, or the worst, but i've changed. those who knew me years ago, know i used to be a real girl. pink. heels. girly shit. now i'm into boy stuff. i hate what i used to be. I don't regret. I&amp;nbsp;forgive, but i don't forget. i'm a human dart board. i'm a&amp;nbsp;target for boys who awnt to play games. I know. i'm used to that crap. i'm a person who gives advice. i'm a person who holds in anger, and doesn't release it often enough. I'm the chubby girl, who's afraid to go out&amp;nbsp;incase she gets teased. &amp;nbsp;I'm the girl who has inner beauty, no outer beauty. I'm the girl who over-thinks things, and causes unnessersary stress.&amp;nbsp; I do that often. I cry over un-nessersary things. I back out at last minute. I have sudden moodswings. I can't concentrate at school. I can concentrate on reading books and writing stories. I can merely concentrate in every subject. I just struggle in math.&amp;nbsp; my main goal is to be a wwe wrestling diva. i want to be inducted into the hall of fame. I want to be a WWE Womens CHampion. I want to make a impact. I want to do something good for the world. I want to be the best that I can be. I want to be something. if my wwe career doesn't work out, I want to be a Gym Trainer. I want to do something that keeps me fit. I want to be a entertainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, this blog's pretty big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lvoe you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP patch. ilysfmmbg.</content>
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    <title>Discrimination.</title>
    <published>2007-10-04T00:34:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-04T00:36:57Z</updated>
    <category term="trish"/>
    <category term="women"/>
    <category term="stratus"/>
    <category term="kaos"/>
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    <category term="melina"/>
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    <category term="lita"/>
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    <lj:music>Shout - Lilian Garcia</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;This blog is pure out bitching. Don't read if you hate bitching. If you want to read this, which is my honest opinion, read ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I'm sick and fucking tired of women getting discriminated. "Girls are just good for one thing." Yeah. That's all guys think of. Their brain works like this: &lt;em&gt;Sleep. Ps2. Sex. Sex. Sex. Food. Sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; That's how it works. Trust me, I know.&amp;nbsp; They all think that girls are sluts. Most of us girls&amp;nbsp;actually use the&amp;nbsp;brains we have, and we know that we're not sluts. We know we're worth more. Unlike me, most girls want to be actresses, singers, etc. Most people that know me, know I want to be exactly like &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wwe.com/superstars/raw/mickiejames"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mickie James&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wwe.com/superstars/raw/melina"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Melina Perez&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trishstratus.net"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Trish Stratus.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; Those 3 girls are dominant divas. Those are the best of the best. Trish is a 8 time womens champion! She is the best in the business. Melina is original, as is Mickie. Candice Michelle, um. erm. She's just in there from being a model, and just there cause she's "Miss Go Daddy." No disrespect to her though. She has shown that she's improving. She's beaten Melina alot. Melina IS one of the best, remember! Anyway. This is what I said to josh about 30 mins ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It pisses me off when people say that. Just because girls are "girls" and we're all fragile and shit, doesn't mean we can be disrespected, and told we can't do whatever we want. I want to be a wrestler. I want to do that. It's my choice. Big deal! A girl fucked up her neck, and she came back, and became champion! It's ridculous how they just think of girls as sluts, and whores, and that's it. Girls should be respected. Sorry if this seems really bitchy, but it's something I'm really passionate about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I'll leave you all on that note. Think about it. I might add onto some more. Oh, the girl that fucked up her neck, was indeed everyone; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amy-net.org"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Lita! [Amy Dumas; Lead singer of the Luchagors.]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Keep Kaotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kaos.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Kiera and Looshi's day in the City. :)</title>
    <published>2007-09-26T13:22:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-26T13:22:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Flow Easy - John Cena &amp; The Trademarc</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Today myself and Kiera went into the city. On the way there, I almost missed the bus, (well, the bus was late) but, I managed to catch that, and catch the train, that I was planning to. At North Melbourne station, and Ozzy Osbourne look-a-like got on, and just happened to sit next to me. He had the hair, the glasses, the clothes, the shoes, the rings...sheeshhh. Obsessed? XD Lol, anyway, then I got out, and found Stephen, and Jordan, and hung with them until Kiera finally appeared out of nowhere. Then the two of us set out on our journey to find us some food. We finally settled our rumbling stomachs with some Kids Meals at Red Rooster, where they were selling some WWE Toys. I got myself a Torrie Wilson car in the Meal, as did Kiera.  Then we just walked around, being fags. Then, we headded into Off Ya Tree, where a girl was talking like a spastic to us. She was awesome. Then we left, and walked through Myer, getting some Perfume flower-card thing. Then Alexa told me where the Asian Photobooth was, and then we looked in there, and it was packed as a motherfucker, then we went to Off Ya Tree again, and had a quick peek inside, then went back to the photo place, and took some pics. The results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.tinypic.com/el8u1x.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we bumped into some freak dude at 7eleven. Freaky. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we made our way home. FunFunFun. There was this chick on the train talkin' about speed. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end. :D</content>
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    <title>It's always a Suprise.</title>
    <published>2007-09-25T07:48:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-25T07:48:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Lip gloss and Black - Atreyu</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;Just stand up fuckin' tall,&lt;br /&gt;Don't let them see your back.&lt;br /&gt;Just take my fuckin' hand,&lt;br /&gt;and Never be afraid again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;MCR -&amp;nbsp; Our lady of Sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This following week hasn't been that interesting. I went horse riding. It was so cool. My horse's name was Trix, and It was so cute. It hurt my Vagina, but still. :) It's a cutie. He shitted alot, and needed to piss. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; It shit me. Then, we had to say goodbye to the horsey. :( It was sad. BUT MY VAGINA WAS BLEEDING AND IT HURT! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the Thursday, I went to Mum's after school, Cause of what happened on Monday...Yeah. The Monday. I might have written about that. When I walked into the couch, and she went skitzo, and I rofl-lmaod. Yeah. That was funny. Then she accused me of turning off the Internet, which I didn't cause I'm not that Dumb. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Sunday weren't very eventful, except the fact that I kicked Greg's ass in WWE Smackdown VS Raw 07. HE WAS MARK HENRY! He could have pwnd me man. But, NOOO I went and got Khali, PWND. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaha. I saw Kaylee. She's gorgeous that little girl is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maz wants me to write about her here, so I will. I love Maz, She's so awesome, and I love her like&amp;nbsp;a sister. It's a shame Skank's such a bitch, and Mazy's mummy won't let her come over. :( STUPID SKANKYPANTS. Anyway, Looshi's getting Married to Cena, and Kiera's marrying Batista. LOTS OF WEDDINGS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, me and Kiera are meeting up in Le city. :] Then thursday we're going to see Hairspray. :) Yay. Free tix, Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write more tomorrow, maybe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later; bitcchezzz.</content>
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    <title>Lacking.</title>
    <published>2007-09-14T02:06:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-14T02:06:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Lita's theme.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've noticed how every time I go to write in this, I always some how&amp;nbsp; convince myself otherwise. Possibly because I have nothing interesting to say, that'll make you enjoy this, or that'll make you laugh, because my life is far away from funny as possible. I've grown up in Australia, my whole entire life. I've never ever left victoria. I've only ever gone to Sydney, Tasmania, and QLD. I've never ever been anywhere else.&amp;nbsp; My family are my life, and everyone else knows that. If anyone tries to break Me, my mum, william, rachael,&amp;nbsp;greg, kaylee, and bel up, you will fucking die. those people right there mean the fucking world to me. don't fuck with us , cause trust me, you won't come out alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends are such twats. i love them all. they've helped me so much this year, and last year, and didn't ask for anything in return. i'm so lucky to have them, and to talk to them so often, is such a fucking honour. Kaylee may only be 9 months this month, but, she is like a best friend to me. we can sit on the floor, and squeal our heads off, and we'll just watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse together, cause that makes us happy. It makes us smile, and squeal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrestling. Okay, we all know it's fake. We all know it's all scripted, storylined, we all know! but, it doesn't mean that I don't want to do it, cause it's a bunch of bullshit. We all know it is, and that's what draws me in. I want to be other than just a fan. I want to be a Diva. I want to be with girls who share the same passion as myself, aswell as letting off held anger, that i've kept for years on end.&amp;nbsp; no one will stop me from achieving this, &lt;strong&gt;no one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;steve. what is there to say about this boy? i know he's in like, all of my blogs, but still, haha., i write about him alot, because he is my world. he makes me smile, and he definately saves my life, so many times.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strike&gt;this boy must be related to eddie guerrero, cause he's such a stealer, cause he's stolen my heartt.&lt;/strike&gt; LOL. that was so cheesy. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, that's about all I wanted to write about. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Nice.</title>
    <published>2007-09-07T14:53:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-07T14:53:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nothing Lasts Forever - Living End.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today, was, i don't know. alright, I spose. i'll start with what happened at school, then i'll go on about what happened at mum's boyfriends place.&amp;nbsp; then, whatever i please to talk about for the remainder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at school, as per always, ms. perna was away, which meant; subs. everyone loves subs that take us for italian, cause we make their lives living hell. we always have, we always will. there's a slight chance that i'll be moving schools, AGAIN. anywya, that's for the mums boyfriend subject. in english, we watched that movie, on Al Gore, &lt;em&gt;A Inconvient truth &lt;/em&gt;Documentary. It's fucking scary, although I almost fell asleep in it, and found it boring. One way or another, if we don't stop global warming, we're all going to die by a fucking flood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to Mum's boyfriend's house, ya. Apparently mum's going to move in with him, if he finds a 2-3 bedroom house, so I can stay there. I'm thinking about moving in with her, cause I feel much more, safter, and happier here. Mum even thinks that Greg's a better father figure to me, than my own dad. I agree fully with that. He's known me for like, 2 weeks, and I feel emotionally attached to him. 2 weeks, and I feel attached. That's a great bond, and I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywya, I should go, and do something else. Night everyone, have a nice night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x</content>
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    <title>so.</title>
    <published>2007-09-06T11:43:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-06T11:43:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>weekend - michael gray</lj:music>
    <content type="html">they went bloody awesome! haha. i love school. LOL. that made me sound like a nerd, really bad. haha. i'm kiddin, i'm not a nerd. i just think it's better than being a complete hobo sitting at home all day. Sure, it's fun on the weekends and stuff, but that's about it. I really think that i should make a to do list. :] yup. for what, i have no fucking clue. i'll write tomorrow, cause i'm at mums then, and home alone, i believe. the fun. :] *dances* :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad's probz. moving the comp, and the ps2, into the spare room that he's tiling atm. seems good, cause i can stick more posters up, and make it like, a hang out in there. :] he can be cool when he wants to be. but, he's all "well, you'll have to do something for me..."&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was all "nooooo!" :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided, that. ...wait...what did i decide? i have no idea. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepytime soon. at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost school holidays.&amp;nbsp; if you're reading this, and wanna hang, email me. :]</content>
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    <title>It's so boring,</title>
    <published>2007-09-05T14:10:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-05T14:10:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>mr. president - p!nk</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Here alone. =/ i miss steve, like, lots. i miss dani. i miss amber. i miss maz. i miss kaylee, and yeah, you get the point. i'm pretty tired, ant it's 12.10am on thursday. only about 16 hours and 20 minutes, until my appointment. i'm scared as fuck, because i'm not ready. so, it looks like i'm going to have to do that tomorrow. :]&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sleepy, and yah. i made a looshi sim, and john cena sim. and they both fell in love. it was cute. they kissed, and i got all happy, and told dani. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going now, sleep. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L)</content>
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    <title>Today.</title>
    <published>2007-08-31T12:17:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-31T12:17:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>lola - the kinks.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3"&gt;So today, I had to do the debate for the 2nd time. *rolls eyes* Ridiculous. He only passed us cause we'd done it twice. Bastard. Anyway!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my Raw tickets! I'm going w/ my mummy, cause she has a huge crush on Cena. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, like mother like daughter. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;I love mummy. there's nothing else really to report. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove. &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Something or other.</title>
    <published>2007-08-19T11:17:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-19T11:17:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Atleast I know I'm a sinner - Atreyu</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Mm, Okay, so I'm in bed, writing this cause I feel like shit, cause I'm sick. I'm prob. coming down with the flu, I guess. Yah, I'm sick, and I hate it. I hate being sick, even though I can stay home, but yah. whatevz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend was fun. Kiera came over, and skank poisoned me, oh the fucking joy. i'll&amp;nbsp;proberly be home tomorrow, so i'll figure something to&amp;nbsp;write about, i spose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night. (L)&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Today is great.</title>
    <published>2007-08-17T05:59:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-17T05:59:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Today, was very good. I'm pleased with my efforts today. Yesterday, I told myself that I'd be more positive. I'm really negative, so for me to be positive can be pretty hard for me. Oh, if I some how get distracted from writing this, it's because Smackdown!'s on. I enjoy watching it, but not as much as Raw. Raw has better story lines, honestly. Today was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First period; Mrs Perna was atlast here! And we got told to do these stupid house plans. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and icbf writing anything else. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>I spose.</title>
    <published>2007-08-16T08:28:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-16T08:28:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Change the world - Bratz</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="2"&gt;Today sucked balls, pretty much. Well, not really. just the last part; Tutoring. Stephen didn't come back, to it, so I'm pretty pissed at that. I'm pretty pissed at everyone today. Well, just &lt;strong&gt;HOMEWRECKER.&lt;/strong&gt; She's just ruined everything. Once I have the money, I'm going OVW when I turn 18. I don't give a shit. That's where i want to be. It's where I need to be. It's my life there. I want to be there. I need to be there. Wrestling is the reason I wake up, why I'm still here pretty much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm really cranky, so I won't write today. I'll do extra tomorrow; maybe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>15/08/07</title>
    <published>2007-08-15T07:26:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-15T07:26:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Too Much Blood- Wednesday 13.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Today was actually pretty flippin great! It was challenge day, which meant no other really interesting classes. :] Just Sose, Health, Sose and PE. Tara went home early, cause she had some doctor appointment thinggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2nd Period, we had this guest speaker, who was late, but damn, it was worth it! He was bloody awesome! His name was Preston, he's this american rapper/youth guide dude. He's brilliant! He was talking about all this stuff, like how your friends infulence the choices you make, so surround yourself with wise people, or something. It was really good. He rapped for us, and he got the teachers to dance and rap! It was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'A no drug party, is a drug free party, and drug free parties don't stop, UGH!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;He was a genius. We were talking to him for about 25 minutes, when he goes "I was talking to you for 25 minutes, and none of you realised I was handicapped." and everyone was like "What the hell!" Then he's all "Yeah, I have ADD." and we were all "...Wow." And, he almost made me cry. He apparently applied for college, and then had a meeting witth the school, and his parents, and then he ran out of it, and then hid in the janitors closet, and then heard people he thought he could trust, talk shit about him! It was really sad, concidering he came from an abusive family. Then, his teachers all go "He has potentual, he can make it." I was honestly touched. He goes, "No matter what anyone says, I believe in you all, and believe you can do whatever you want to do, and make it somewhere." and I was so close to crying. It was so touching.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in period 4, it was our last Self Defense class, and Frank made us do the ground escapes. I was paired with Winnie, and it was so funny. Winnie was ontop of me first, and i pwnd her. Haha. It was so fun. Anyways, I should go. I wrote alot today. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>14/8/07</title>
    <published>2007-08-14T06:35:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-14T06:35:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>With legs like that - Zebrahead</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Today I suppose was better than alot of the days I've had this week, which was only one, But I guess there could be some worse ones. Well, Ms. Perna the Italian teacher, she's away alot lately. It's like she hates us. haha. We've done nothing really to her, and we're missing out on ALOT of Italian. *sigh* Haha. I read a book. It was boring. Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Maths, 4th period, and I actually understood it! I'm really suprised at how my brain funtioned during 4th period, and actually finished my work. It never ever happens, so I think it should become a habit. I should quickly write this, then clean my room, and get to some homework.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2nd period, which was English, Paul talked SO much, that I didn't get to do the english thing, and that it was pretty much just me left to present tomorrow, if he makes me. Hopefully he doesn't, cause I hate that crap. I hate presenting. It sucks major balls. Oh well, I got some food homework due, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did nothing interesting in science, so there's nothing really to report. We got some stupid homework, I guess.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got the booklet with what electives we can choose from for year 10.&amp;nbsp; I'm interested in doing the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Studio Arts 2D: It's all about me.&lt;br /&gt;Sexist Language and Gender Bias in Contemporary text.&lt;br /&gt;Ball and Raquet sports&lt;br /&gt;Forensic Science - CSI Copperfield&lt;br /&gt;Business &amp;amp; Accounting - Stashes of Cash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;That's all I've chosen so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I might head off. Later. (L)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Today is Monday.</title>
    <published>2007-08-13T12:03:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-13T12:03:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Not Enough for me - Michelle McCool.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;So, today is Monday. It's 9.55pm. I should quickly write this, then head off to bed, considering i'm pretty tired. Today was just a blur, in ways. I got yelled at alot, but oh well. They made me laugh. Yeah, whenever I get yelled at, I laugh. We had Math, English, and 2 electives. Mine are Ceramics, and&amp;nbsp;food. Ceramics was 3rd, and we had Mr. Waterman. He's all "You have to make sure the benches are clean!" Then,&amp;nbsp;he walked around, looking at what we've done, and he's like "Sometimes the simplest are the best, with a exqusite design." Me and Lauren looked at eachother, and laughed. He's funny. So is Mr. Herley. I got him Thursday, period 1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Food, we made Foccacias. Elly didn't clean the bench properly, after I did it nice, I made everything great, so I could leave early, so I wouldn't miss my bus! But, Elly made Ms. Nicolas yell at me, and she's all "I shouldn't let you two cook again!" And I bolted, screaming at Elly. Thank god I didn't miss my bus. If I did, Elly would have been DEAD! Atleast I didn't miss it. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Math, I actually got it! I'm shocked. She gave us some homework, which I did most of it, thank god. I didn't get some of the text book work, I'll ask her tomorrow, I got her twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In english, Paul was away, so I just read Twilight, and finished it. It's the most Amazing book ever. Me and Cherelle agree on that, 100%.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proberly going to see Raw when they come down. I'll get dad to buy my ticket, and I'll pay him back. Thank god. But, I think him and Sophie are going on another holiday when they're here! Grrr! They can't! I really want to see Raw! They can't go! If not, I'll get someone to take me. My brother, or someone. :] I'm also going to My Chemical Romance, and seeing Taste Of Chaos. I can't wait. MCR and TOC are with Kiera, so that'll be fun. Well, it's my bed time. I'll talk tomorrow, hopefully.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Looshi Kaos.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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