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  <title>They don't love you anymore.</title>
  <subtitle>Blood trails black nails.</subtitle>
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    <name>girl bruises.</name>
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  <updated>2004-12-18T02:23:15Z</updated>
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    <title>yey.</title>
    <published>2004-12-18T02:23:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-18T02:23:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">wee, this is F-U-N! happy happy fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm reading Jane Eyre, right? my nose starts running, so i wipe at it with my hand and pause. 'wait, what?' i thought. looking down at my hand, it's covered with blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i've been having a blast with a lovely nose bleed for the past twenty minutes. i've gone through two hole sheets of paper towels, and their now a pretty shade of red. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no, the fun doesn't stop there. i start to cough up blood, and it tastes awfully nummeh. e___x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yey, i think somethings wrong with me. :D</content>
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    <title>late night nightmares, phone calls, and some brotherly love.</title>
    <published>2004-11-24T17:52:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-24T17:53:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>i hate you- berry</lj:music>
    <content type="html">a few nights ago, steph and i were on furC like normal. we met a cool guy, so we exchanged numbers with him after talking for awhile. we figured it would be more fun than calling party lines like normal, so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 12, she called me and put us on three way. we talked for awhile, but then it started getting weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oblivious, steph and i stayed on the phone, enduring a fucked up conversation. after awhile steph got sick of it, so she hung up in a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck. i don't know. it was real messed up. fucking pedophiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stephanie and i stayed up until two; she was puking, we were both sick. it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today was better. i talked to andrew again for the first time in awhile.. yey. i really like talking to him, he's like a brother i never had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also talked to chris again until late last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's so awesome. i'm going to help him with his fanfic on aino minako. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo. until later times.</content>
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    <title>guess who's back.</title>
    <published>2004-11-20T01:48:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-20T01:48:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my cpu is fixed and i'm back and kickenh'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss me? hope so 'cause i missed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put down the phone and char is still talking like i'm listening. i can hear the hum of his voice over my laughter. harhar, it's actually pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where for art thou stephanie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i've become a real sucker for shakespeare and eX-Girl.</content>
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    <title>hello from the grave.</title>
    <published>2004-10-27T17:51:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-27T17:51:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thought i'd give a nice little hello from the grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to let you know that you probably won't be seeing me around anytime soon 'cause my lovely little computer is broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm at my mother's work and on one of her boss' computers, so let's make this short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sorry. a whole lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you around, spacecowboy.</content>
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    <title>inanimate objects and i.</title>
    <published>2004-09-27T00:30:58Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-27T00:52:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today i realized how much i hate a lot of inanimate objects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clothing hangers, lockers, and soap top off my big list of hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..we just don't get along very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, in other parts of my life. i helped my dad with the house today.&lt;br /&gt;and i know i should've gone with rich today because he's going through tough times..&lt;br /&gt;and i feel real bad about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay, now please understand i normally don't do stuff like this but i just found this too funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;form name="quizform" target="_new" action="http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=9767" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1" bordercolor="#000000" bgcolor="#90BED5" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;
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    <title>wednesday, wednesday.</title>
    <published>2004-09-23T01:37:28Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-23T01:37:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>moi dix mois- silent omen</lj:music>
    <content type="html">it's wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss stephanie a whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished my hw early, and watched a volleyball game at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday, my new school is playing my town in field hockey. i would love to see my town's asses get kicked, because i don't like a lot of the girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it sure would make my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention i miss stephanie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're bored and need someone to talk to, hit me up at genkimarmelade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) because i have no life and b) because i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthx... heart, heart.</content>
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    <title>tgif.</title>
    <published>2004-09-18T01:29:56Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-18T01:29:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">oh yey, it's friday. this really makes my day.</content>
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    <title>easy come, easy go.</title>
    <published>2004-09-09T01:50:03Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-09T01:50:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">second day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you just have to love it, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new highschool, not knowing anyone, but hey.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made a few friends. mad props to ash, casi, brittany, and rebecca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classes aren't that bad. i have art everyday accompanied by latin I, computer app, physed, world history, english honors, algebra I, and a few others which i can't quite remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my new cellphone and a planner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this makes for one happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but school is rather stressful... o-x;</content>
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    <title>let the countdown begin.</title>
    <published>2004-09-06T02:18:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-06T02:18:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>dir en grey- pink killer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">school starts the day after tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm coming to terms with it, and as much as i don't want to go, &lt;i&gt;atleast&lt;/i&gt; i'm not in a shithole of a school with a bunch of girls who hate my guts. so yey. i'mah just going to go and take it head on. yeaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho... i made a playlist today with all the jrock songs i could scavage on my hard drive, and got a total of 466 songs. now is that the shit or what? ;o and then rich came over. and we watched a stupid movie. it was a real waste of his $4. but hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grandmother is spending a few nights at my house. she's really old. so she says lots of funny things and it makes me laugh more than i normally do, which is alot, so that's saying something.</content>
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    <title>it's shrink-time, everyone!!!!11!!1</title>
    <published>2004-08-31T13:07:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-31T13:08:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>DOREMIdan- wakareuta</lj:music>
    <content type="html">guess who has to go to the shrink today?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you said me, you guessed right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..oh, yey.</content>
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    <title>phone calls, ass-kicking, and stickers.</title>
    <published>2004-08-29T00:35:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-29T00:37:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>FEEL SO BAD - stupid</lj:music>
    <content type="html">just got off the phone with andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss talking to him, so it was real nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said he'll call back tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho, went over char's today 'cause he was stuck dog watching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dog wouldn't stop jumping on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played gauntlet legends the whole day. i was a japanese school girl, and we kicked some ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he let me borrow his "Bleach" cd, so i that way i can burn it. and he gave me a sticker. so yey.</content>
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    <title>a day at the mall.</title>
    <published>2004-08-24T15:26:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-15T19:47:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>kittie- brackish</lj:music>
    <content type="html">packed up all the moola i had into my bag and set off for the mall with steph and char today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;first stop - suncoast&lt;/b&gt; but that one was given. one of the all time coolest stores, i swear. keitaro, steph and i's man, works there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but unfortunately he wasn't working. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so our visit ended rather shortly after a walk around the store, a few kicks to char, and buying a little something-something known as pocky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;second stop - gamestop&lt;/b&gt; char had by now gotten mad at us and walked away (can you say PMS?), so steph and i went into game stop thinking he'd be there. surprise, surprise.. he wasn't. but we looked around anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we asked one of the clerks there if they knew when SF: anniversary edition was out and we got into a decent conversation about SF and anime. coolest man i've met, he was. when we finally walked out, sure enough, there was char again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to the stairs and kicked back, pulling out the cellphone to call my mother and asked her to pick us up. steph was getting annoyed with char so she was just like "just go into gangstop, will you?!" i instantly started laughing my ass off. so from here on in, gamestop's official new name is indeed gangstop. rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;third stop - bdalton book store&lt;/b&gt; next we went found our way here. after finally finding the biography section, i rummaged through and found Lita's autobiography; A Less Traveled Road. so we camped out there, still having a few hours before anyone was planning on picking us up. &lt;img src="http://www.digital-dreams.org/lj/24/02.gif" align="left" alt="teh books."&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.digital-dreams.org/lj/24/03.gif" align="left" alt="teh books."&gt; i was reading a witch craft book, steph was reading 12 footer's (formerly known as marilyn manson) autobiography, and char made himself at home with a big hefty book about tae kwon do. after having to move out of the way since we were indeed in the middle of an isle, steph pointed out the adult book section. harhar. that gave me and stephanie quite the good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fourth stop - hot topic&lt;/b&gt; steph was looking for thongs here.. cause we know how she loves them! only joking, haha. they actually did have quite a few cool panties though. one was a charcoal-colored plaid with red and white. hey hey, it'd match my socks.. what do you know? anywho. &lt;img src="http://www.digital-dreams.org/lj/24/04.gif" alt="can you say bracelet whore?" align="right"&gt;while i was there, i saw a few bracelets i couldn't resist. my right arm is covered with black bracelets, and my left one has all pink. it also came with a bunch of shwanky rings. i gave one to steph as a wedding ring. because someday i'll make her my princess, and she'll make me the happiest bottle of snapple alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fith stop - elevator&lt;/b&gt; no, not a store. the good old fashioned elevator. we sat in it for awhile. and i found a sticker, so i gave it to steph as an early wedding gift. with the last penny to my name, i bought a bottle of dr. pepper for char and i to share. steph got one too. because dr. pepper has to be one of the best sodas around. no joke my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sixth stop - fye&lt;/b&gt; we raced down the stairs. and made ourselves right at home. looking through stickers and following around a hott guy. rawr. we kept scaring him away though, so we eventually gave up and kicked rich. i want the happy bunny sticker that says "You can run along and die now." it gave me a good laugh when i saw it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph and i are going to get each other a playboy bunny pillows for our birthdays this year. because when we were there, we saw them and decided we wanted one. why you ask? for no reason at all, ofcourse. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before we left we shot into electronics boutique and looked around, but to no avail. so we ran to meet my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus ending another day at the mall.</content>
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    <title>late night movies.</title>
    <published>2004-08-24T14:54:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-24T14:54:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">went out to see The Exorcist with char and his brother. didn't get back until 12:30am, but it was fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time when steph, char and i went to see The Village we were seeing who could get the most movie tickets lying around outside of the theater. needless to say, i won. i had a grand total of 8 in the standings, and steph had 4. it was close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;designed a new outfit. a red tanktop with black lace going up and down it and trimming. to top it off a black pair of capris and hair pulled back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.digital-dreams.org/lj/24/1.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.digital-dreams.org/lj/24/2.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.digital-dreams.org/lj/24/3.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about seksi, harhar. fufu, if you couldn't tell, that was a joke. but you know you love me.</content>
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    <title>get to know the girl behind it all.</title>
    <published>2004-08-19T03:24:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-19T03:41:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">we've been getting along well and all, but it's well time that you know more about me. so i'm laying down the facts over &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me, MYSELF and I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full name: Crystal Marie&lt;br /&gt;Nicknames: sana, chrissy, die, chri, lana, rie&lt;br /&gt;Age: 14&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5'7&lt;br /&gt;Hair: brown with blonde streaks.&lt;br /&gt;Siblings: little sister; 11&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to sing in the shower?: dammit how did you know?&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: February 23&lt;br /&gt;Sign: Pisces&lt;br /&gt;Location: no where, Alaska&lt;br /&gt;Sex: female&lt;br /&gt;Nationality: German American&lt;br /&gt;Passions: art and webdesign&lt;br /&gt;Family arrangements: mom, dad, sister&lt;br /&gt;Hobbies: videogames, webdesign, and drawing&lt;br /&gt;Righty or lefty: Right-y&lt;br /&gt;What do you want in a relationship most?: a guy who likes j-rock, is nice, and i'll get along with. &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever cheated on your homework?: ofcourse.&lt;br /&gt;Marital status: taken.&lt;br /&gt;Do you own a car?: i wish.&lt;br /&gt;What kind of car do you want?: red mustang. now please, what's cooler?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FAVORITE QUESTIONS&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Food: sushi, pocky, apple gummies.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite snack: pucca, sunchips&lt;br /&gt;Favorite candy: lollipops&lt;br /&gt;Favorite bands/artists: diru, head phones president, FAKE? kagerou, missle girl scoot, d[di:], acid android, oblivion dust.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite song: jack off jill - witch hunt&lt;br /&gt;Favorite book: drowning ruth, go ask alice&lt;br /&gt;Favorite show: wwe RAW &lt;br /&gt;Favorite Movie: Run Lola Run, Say Anything, Samurai Fiction, Kill Bill, Crazy/Beautiful  &lt;br /&gt;Favorite person: Kurt Cobain and ofcourse, Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;Favorite cartoon: teen titans, billy and mandy, courage the cowardly dog&lt;br /&gt;Favorite (non-alchoholic) beverage: tea&lt;br /&gt;Favorite soda: dr. pepper and cherry coke&lt;br /&gt;Favorite actor: johnny depp&lt;br /&gt;Favorite actress: drew barrymore&lt;br /&gt;Favorite genre of music: jrock.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite colors: black and white.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite school subject: french and history&lt;br /&gt;Favorite videogame: ddr, ggx2, street fighters, threads of fate&lt;br /&gt;Favorite manga: tramps like us, hot gimmick, kill me kiss me&lt;br /&gt;Favorite anime: furi kuri&lt;br /&gt;Favorite insults: cunt, fucktard, bitch, fairy ass fucker&lt;br /&gt;Favorite store: gamestop&lt;br /&gt;Favorite nailpolish: don't wear it too much but black cherry&lt;br /&gt;Favorite accessory: bracelets, key chains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE LOVE LIFE&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Marital status: taken.&lt;br /&gt;Sexuality: straight.&lt;br /&gt;Virgin/slut?: virgin.&lt;br /&gt;Any kids?: hell no.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal mate: kyo? ;o&lt;br /&gt;Times in love: four.&lt;br /&gt;Would you consider your love-life good?: neh.&lt;br /&gt;Are you afraid of commitment?: neh.&lt;br /&gt;Longest relationship you've ever had: david.&lt;br /&gt;Times heartbroken: five.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a crush? *wink-wink nudge-nudge*: no, but i have a boyfriend? &lt;br /&gt;Fetishes: japanese men. &lt;font face="symbol"&gt;&amp;copy;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PICK AND CHOOSE&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Music/TV: music&lt;br /&gt;Guys/Girls: guys &lt;br /&gt;Green/Blue: green&lt;br /&gt;Pink/Purple: pink&lt;br /&gt;Winter/summer: summer&lt;br /&gt;Night/Day: night&lt;br /&gt;Hangin Out/Chillin: hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;Dopey/Funny: funny &lt;br /&gt;You know I'm around when you: notice someone very strange out of the corner of your eye.&lt;br /&gt;What school do you go to? private highschool&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever smoked cannabis? no kthx.&lt;br /&gt;Love or Money: love&lt;br /&gt;Silver or gold: silver&lt;br /&gt;Diamond or pearl: diamonds.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gone skinny-dipping: who told you?!&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals?: yesh, and damn proud. &lt;font face="symbol"&gt;&amp;copy;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Do you have any piercings/tattoos: nope.&lt;br /&gt;What song are you listening to right now: L'arc~en~Ciel- feeling fine&lt;br /&gt;Where would you want to go on your honeymoon?: don't want to get married.&lt;br /&gt;What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?: hair.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite sports: hate sports. :)&lt;br /&gt;What's the next cd you're gonna get?: i need some moola.&lt;br /&gt;Glasses?: no.. but maris is going to give me hers, because they're at the top of my cool list.&lt;br /&gt;What's the best advice given to you?: "Make or break"&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever won any special awards?: art, academics, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Goals: become a manga-ka, be in a jrock band&lt;br /&gt;Worst sickness: seizures; overdosing. do those count?&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Funny or Scary movies better?: funny. movies should be worth a few laughs.&lt;br /&gt;On the phone or in person?: in person.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs or kisses?: kisses&lt;br /&gt;What songs seems to reflect you the most?: jack off jill - rabbiteen&lt;br /&gt;If you died tomorrow who would you leave everything you own to?: char and steph.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any enemies?: cassy.&lt;br /&gt;What is your greatest fear?: dying.&lt;br /&gt;Rich or Famous?: famous. 'cause i deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;What time is it in Albania now?: you say it like i'd care.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in love?: no, really?&lt;br /&gt;Have you met Santa?: me and him and the tooth fairy are all tight like bark on a tree.&lt;br /&gt;If ET knocked on your door holding up a peace sign and asked to use your phone what would you do?: say "Don't forget to dial down the center: 1-800-CALL-ATT." &lt;br /&gt;Last time you talked to the person that you liked: i'm on the phone with him right now.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pets?: puppeh named Chloe.&lt;br /&gt;Last time you were depressed: awhile ago.&lt;br /&gt;Are you an alcoholic?: neh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE FRIENDLIES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best friend: steph &lt;font face="symbol"&gt;&amp;copy;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend who acts like you: steph, Kaoru, and teh King, faye.&lt;br /&gt;Friend who acts opposite of you: leo.&lt;br /&gt;Friend who you last IMed: andrew.&lt;br /&gt;Friend who you last called: char.&lt;br /&gt;Most talkative friend: steph and maris.&lt;br /&gt;Most loud/obnoxious friend: maris, steph, lindsey.&lt;br /&gt;Most good-looking friend: ME! **strikes up a pose**&lt;br /&gt;Most friendly friend: kaoru&lt;br /&gt;Most fun friend: steph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CURRENTLY..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing: white tshirt with neon green tanktop over it and black capris.. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: blood- morphine&lt;br /&gt;Watching: nadda mucho.&lt;br /&gt;Reading: pride and prejudice.&lt;br /&gt;Eating: nothing&lt;br /&gt;Talking to: char on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling: mediocre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much thanks to &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_plasticpassi0n' lj:user='plasticpassi0n' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://plasticpassi0n.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://plasticpassi0n.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;plasticpassi0n&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, who i &lt;s&gt;stole&lt;/s&gt; borrowed some questions from.&lt;br /&gt; so be sure to drop a line there.</content>
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    <title>the day for the bored.</title>
    <published>2004-08-19T02:16:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-19T02:21:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>dir en grey- DRAIN AWAY</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_plasticpassi0n' lj:user='plasticpassi0n' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://plasticpassi0n.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://plasticpassi0n.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;plasticpassi0n&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name__blackmagic' lj:user='_blackmagic' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://users.livejournal.com/_blackmagic/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://users.livejournal.com/_blackmagic/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;_blackmagic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; came over today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after playing the sims for a good portion of time, we got bored. so we made a list of things to do when bored. &lt;img src="http://www.digital-dreams.org/lj/18/3.gif" align="left" alt="the list.. hit it up."&gt; containing nearly twenty five activities, it's needless to say this was the list of all cool. i mean it. we did around 15 of them today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly we recreated world war III, which has yet to happen, but hey. i was the ex-porn star/actress wanna-be/princess of germany, char was the &lt;img src="http://www.digital-dreams.org/lj/18/8.gif" align="right" alt="germany&amp;#39;s own movie star poseur."&gt; cross-dressing king of tibet who doesn't really cross-dress, and steph was the playboy bunny dominatrix (whip included!) of cracktown. we were fighting over who had the coolest country. it all went down in the backyard where we beat each other with baseball bats. it lasted for a good forty minutes until each nation's leader formally withdrew. end of war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other things on the list included steph and i writing romantic poetry to the toaster, flirting with evergreens, interviewing a glass of water, playing "kick the fire-hydrant," punching ourselves, and name over 50 alcoholic beverages. we played a good, &lt;img src="http://www.digital-dreams.org/lj/18/1.gif" align="left" alt="the coolest cards the world will ever know."&gt; exciting game of cards with the bath tub. using my sister's nifty sailor moon card deck, that is. after nearly an hour, the bath tub won. it had a total of five pairs; while steph and i each had only two. aw man. it was a good game though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next we found it about time to break out a rock from my front lawn. after finding a nice sized one, we brought it in and adopted it as our very own special friend, however much it resembled a hunk of meatloaf. deciding on the appropriate name of twelve footer and finding out it was a girl, &lt;img src="http://www.digital-dreams.org/lj/18/5.gif" align="right" alt="i swear, this isn&amp;#39;t meatloaf."&gt; we taught it how to play dead. you'd be surprised how excellent it was at it. very believable acting. by now, it seemed the moment to beat rich with the cucumber in my room. &lt;img src="http://www.digital-dreams.org/lj/18/2.gif" align="left" alt="you&amp;#39;ve been naughty.."&gt; when he's naughty, all that's needed to be said is simply "don't make me get the cucumber!" if that doesn't work, try the next best thing to threatening; actually doing it. so we pull out the cucumber and beat him with it. so hard in fact it almost snapped. rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating 2 pizzas, steph had to go so char and i went over next door and took care of the dog. my cousin is away so the house was empty and we sat &lt;img src="http://www.digital-dreams.org/lj/18/6.gif" align="right" alt="talk about shwanky shoes &amp;lt;33"&gt; over there and watched tv. and guess who's got some nifty new shoes? that's right, i do. i'mah loving them. thanks so much, char. even if it did mean you had to go home with no shoes. o_c; i have to go babysitting tommorow.. can't wait for the extra moola. i really need it. since i spent nearly 50$ on manga in the past few weeks, i'm poor. not to mention the movies wiped me clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ends another day.</content>
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    <title>the wonders of old school fighting games.</title>
    <published>2004-08-17T16:15:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-17T16:18:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the other day i was thinking about street fighters. now if you know me at all, then you'd know i love old school fighting games. and street fighters is at the top of my list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started when char was over again and we went out to gamestop to get another naki ddr pad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was there i saw chun li action figures. incase you didn't know, chun li is my idol. and it was only 3$. so i mean, come on, how could i say no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://digital-dreams.org/lj/01.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.digital-dreams.org/lj/02.gif"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now that i have two new street fighter figures to add to my collection in my room, i'm one happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i grow up i want to be in street fighters. either that or a bottle of snapple. i still haven't decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://digital-dreams.org/lj/03.gif" alt="i&amp;#39;d gladly kick your ass any day."&gt; &lt;img src="http://digital-dreams.org/lj/06.gif" alt="i&amp;#39;d gladly kick your ass any day."&gt;  &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amber approved. i'd be a good street fighter. i'm so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as mentioned earlier, chun li is my role model. when i win an award, i'm going to credit her as being my inspiration. i'm good as her in &lt;img src="http://digital-dreams.org/lj/05.gif" align="left" alt="cammy. &amp;gt;:o"&gt; the game. she kicks ass. she's always been hella cooler than cammy. want to know why? because i hate cammy. cammy is the epitome of evil. ever since i was little and watched that show, i've hated her. chun li on the other hand... talk about cool. &lt;img src="http://digital-dreams.org/lj/04.gif" align="right" alt="chun li. &amp;lt;3"&gt; she had the best attacks out of the girls; spinning bird kick just rocked. not to mention she's got the coolest profession in the street fighter alpha movie. i mean, come on. chun li could wipe the floor with anyone's ass. she is one of the fighting game's industry best girls, and tops my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings me on to the idea: street fighters is classic. it's been around for a long time and an anniversary game edition is coming out, which you bet i'll be the first in line to get. street fighters is one of the best old school fighting games that you could always depend on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all: SF flat out rocks.</content>
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    <title>oh, those summer days.</title>
    <published>2004-08-16T14:01:03Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-16T14:01:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">char came over today, but what else is new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played ddr. heavy mode equals no fun. it's so hard. ;o; i think i'll just stick to light mode, kthx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i beat char with a cucumber. it now has a spot in my room to watch him to see if he behaves. i'm like "..don't make me get the cucumber!" and the sad thing is, it actually works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to know what i was wondering? how can an online &lt;a href="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=1164"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt; tell how big your chest is? i'm just wondering this. since the last time i checked, flowers don't have anything to do with it. maybe it's just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argarg. i'm tired, and sick of having to read Pride and Prejudice. just let me sleep.. dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's raining. i heart it. rain is one of the best things, especially just before it rains. but that's a different story, so let's not get into it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later today, i promise.</content>
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    <title>the dinner.</title>
    <published>2004-08-14T20:51:39Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-14T20:52:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ladytron- seventeen</lj:music>
    <content type="html">going out to eat dinner at a fancy restaurant, &lt;a href="http://www.jimmysharborside.com"&gt;Jimmy's&lt;/a&gt;, with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"a little toast to the successful selling of our house."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;delicious dinner with a harbor view. what more could a girl want? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..well, i can think of lots of things, but it still will be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll tell all about it when i get back later.</content>
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    <title>thirteen.</title>
    <published>2004-08-14T03:20:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-14T03:27:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>fatima- candy strippers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">went to canobie lake park today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much fun it was. whole day.. from like 2pm until 9:30pm. it flat out rocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went on pretty much all of the rides; the corkscrew rollercoaster, the yankee cannon ball, round up, star blaster, divinci's dream, the boston tea party, turkish twist, sky ride, amoung others. &amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it rocked my socks, i'm telling you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the thirteenth, and when we were on the ferris wheel i noticed we were in the thirteenth seat. woah. krystal and i both heart that number. and 0. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking around soaked to the bone is always fun though. char got sick.. i felt bad. but atleast he felt better near the end. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired.. tired. so much walking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later!</content>
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    <title>another day, another beginning.</title>
    <published>2004-08-13T14:37:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-18T03:50:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>DEViL KiTTY- shitai to date</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hello, world! i'm back and starting fresh with a new name and a new look. you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kudos to my &lt;s&gt;hot sex partners&lt;/s&gt; best friends &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name__blackmagic' lj:user='_blackmagic' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://users.livejournal.com/_blackmagic/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://users.livejournal.com/_blackmagic/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;_blackmagic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_plasticpassi0n' lj:user='plasticpassi0n' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://plasticpassi0n.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://plasticpassi0n.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;plasticpassi0n&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho. i'm probably going to Cannoby Lake Park today with char, krystal, and lindsey. oh, joy. :e it's a shit assed day, i'm sick, i don't like long car rides.. now what is better than that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;list of things i still have to do:&lt;br /&gt;- brush my hair&lt;br /&gt;- get dressed&lt;br /&gt;- dry my hair off&lt;br /&gt;- find $$$&lt;br /&gt;- call my father&lt;br /&gt;- find my shoes&lt;br /&gt;- get some food&lt;br /&gt;- make my lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i have to go over char's. o____c;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i'll have fun. i'll write back in later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i'll miss you, my &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/plasticpassi0n/"&gt;passionate plastic whore&lt;/a&gt;!</content>
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