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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-04-18T09:04:21-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sleep with all the lights on...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Spring Break will be the death of me. I think I've slept about... 40ish hours since Friday. Wheeeee. I have a twix. I like twix. I went to the outlets today... the outlets smell like cow poop. Haha gross.</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-04-21T09:04:57-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Better look out below!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Of Montreal makes me day... hell Of Montreal makes me life... this is: Lecithin's Tale of a DNA Experiment That Went Horribly Awry

...There were flaws in the experiment. I'll tell you about it if you're interested to know. It was creepy the way they hovered above end swooped down on the children. Their mouths agape exposing fangs of fire. Run children run!
The three legged hyena cicadas migrated to the small northern sea port village called Durschfuch. The horrible insects congregated above the Durschfuch elementary school and would spend an indecent amount of time circling the playground. The citizens of the village were very alarmed by these new visitors, but since they were a God fearing community and were not allowed to bring any harm to any of God's creations, they had to pretend to ignore the large grotesque arthropods and continue on with their lives as if there weren't any menacing predators swooping over their offspring. In time the hyena cicadas became hungry and this in when the real terror ensued. As I stated earlier, the adults of the village, thought the best course of action was to pretend the insects didn't exist and continued to send the children out to the playground for recess. Every day the same thing occurred; the children would stand apprehensively at the threshold of the front gate until the teachers ordered them outside to "play", then the children would run terrified towards the shelter of the banyan trees that formed an oval around the perimeter of the school yard. There they would spend the duration of recess huddling together under the trees, shaking with fear. For the first few weeks the children managed each day to narrowly cheat death by hiding below the trees. Eventually the hyena cicadas became mad with hunger and resolved to become more aggressive in their attempt to eat the children. One of the more intelligent cicadas, who happened to be the most famished of all of them, had the idea that some of the flock should hide among the foliage of the banyan trees while the others swooped over the children as usual. Then when all of the children were in their normal positions under the trees, the hyena cicadas hiding in the branches would descend upon them and kill them. After that all of the flock could gather under the trees for a delicious feast. His plan worked perfectly and the adults of the village watched helplessly as the hyena cicadas ravenously devoured their beloved young ones




Where did spring go? It was a beautiful spring day today... but i froze my patoot off. Cold cold cold.</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-04-25T08:04:07-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[crucify this unholy notion of the mythic power of love]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Yay for mediocre days!

In the car this morning... my mom and I had a disturbing depressing conversation... then I walk in the door... first thing i see, my ex all cuddly with his new girlfriend... *wince* just had a baaaaad morning.

Global was pretty good though... Erica was permitted to sit in our neck of the woods... Matt was pretty dead... Mr. Cowley was having people write sentences for talking and *shock and amazement* i didn't have to write any! Amazing. I'm like the most disruptive person in that class and I get in trouble for things I don't even do *coughMattcough* and I didn't get any sentences :-) Tehee yay me.

It's so cold :-( It was kind of snowing during homeroom... that made me sad. Brrrrrrr

I have a headache... headaches make me hyper. Thank god this one isn't very bad... bad headaches make me cry. Wheeeeeee 

Jesse gave me a cheeseburger after lunch... I got in trouble for having it in the halls so i stuffed it alllll in my mouth. Gross.

I feel lonely lately... like... have you ever been in the middle of a bunch of people... all talking, laughing... but feel utterly and completely alone?</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-04-26T11:04:15-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[quizulaire]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Wow I've had an interesting night... unfortunately for you, i'm not going into detail. My brother's giving me a lecture about how you never know who you're talking to online and I'm gonna get raped and found dead in the back of a van. Yes... from my 13 yr old brother. Wow.  

1. Who are you? 

2. Are we friends? 

3. When and how did we meet? 

4. Do you have a crush on me? 

5. Would you kiss me? 

6. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it?

7. Describe me in one word? 

8. What was your first impression? 

9. Do you still think that way about me now? 

10. What reminds you of me? 

11. If you could give me anything what would it be? 

12. How well do you know me? 

13. When's the last time you saw me? 

14. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't? 

15. Are you going to put this on your blog and see what I say about you?</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-05-10T12:05:31-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[WHEEEEEEE]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><strong><font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif"><font color="#6633cc">r</font>wheeee I'm sitting here in study hall with jeremy and erica and logan... logan's desecrating my bio notes... most unfortunate. Blah blah blah hmmm Logan wants to get on but I really don't know if i should let her... should i let her kids? *NO* oh maybe i will... hmmm i'm actually kind of liking PCs. On my computer i can't make it <font color="#ff0000">c</font><font color="#ff9900">o</font><font color="#ffff00">l</font><font color="#339900">orful... </font></font></strong></p><p><strong><font face="Verdana" color="#339900"></font></strong></p><p><strong><font face="Verdana" color="#339900">BYE!</font></strong></p></p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-05-28T03:05:16-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Would you still love me if i was a koalaphant?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Mood: Really abnormally calm
Music: Sum 41

Well... I love Megan. We spent like 48 hours together, got home and talked online, she called me, and now we're talking online again... and we're still not sick of eachother. Abnormal or what? :-D Her mom thinks we get along more than is good for us *angelic blushy face*
Morgan's party was Thursday... that was lots of fun. Some of us slept over and Meg, Moni, and I were up talking til like 4:30. Friday I went to Megan's house which was simply a blast. Yay for energy drinks and overtiredness and general silliness We picked up Sonja much much later and that was definitely a trip... that's all i have to say about that.
We don't have school Monday! Shock and amazement right there. I have to go to a wedding far far away tomorrow. I rather dislike weddings. But i'm gonna see some people I haven't seen in forever. That's mostly a good thing. 
Susanna... it's weird... Susanna and I look the alike, same height, almost same age... and we were best friends for like a year. But then I moved and we didn't keep in touch and now... now I... well i haven't talked to her in like forever. But this is her brother's wedding so I guess I'm gonna see her. Haha Matt (her bro) used to be so hot. Hahahaha a whole bunch of us slept over Susanna's house once... and like every time he walked by we like worshipped his footsteps. God we were such losers. Yes... were. I know I'm still a loser but now i'm proud of it and I don't do that anymore. 
Goodness I'm sooooooo tired. I actually got kind of a lot of sleep. I mean 2 sleepovers in a row and I got like 10 hours of sleep. That's a lot. But i'm exhausted
Exams start in like 2 weeks. So scared. :-( But now... half happiness. *leaps about happily*</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-06-04T11:06:29-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[God must have spent a little more time on you ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Well... I'm in a bad mood. A black mood. The blackest. HAHA

I've been worrying about college and stuff lately and what i'm gonna do with my life. I'm told I won't have much of a problem getting accepted... but I should be doing a lot more in my efforts to be acceptable. Extracurriculars, my grades could be much higher, I need a job, volunteer work... all would be helpful.  Exams are coming up, I'm freaking out about that too... blah. I think I wanna major in psychology and minor in education. What I want to do is teach for a few years and then be a guidance counselor. In public schools you have to have a specialized degree, like go to school to be a history or math or language teacher. In private school you don't, but I don't think I wanna be a private school teacher. Blah maybe I'll just be an elementary school teacher, that doesn't have different teachers. 

Went to see Lords of Dogtown yesterday with Megan, Ryan, Sarah, and Jason. Fun times. It's a good movie but tres sad. Emile Hirsch is sexy. They didn't play sum 41 in the movie tho like they do in the trailer... not cool to mislead people like that *tear*.




When everything is wrong I'll come talk to you
You make things alright when I'm feeling blue
You are such a blessing and I wont be messing 
with the one thing that brings light to all of my darkness
You are my best friend
and I love you, and I love you
Yes I do
There is no other one that can take your place
I feel happy inside when I see your face
I hope you believe me
Because I speak sincerely
and I mean it when I tell you I need you
You are my best friend
and I love you, and I love you
Yes I do
I'm here right beside you
I will never leave you
and I feel the pain you feel when you start crying
You are my best friend
and I love you, and I love you
Yes I do
You are my best friend
and I love you, and I love you
Yes I do
Yes I do...
Yes I do


      - My Best Friend 
                     - Weezer




I miss my fmoo 
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-06-06T01:06:16-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[it was an honest mistake...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Happy Birthday Ginny

so Dustin and Erica apparently... isn't that just interesting. Imagine the drama with that couple... twould make an interesting reality show *dies* Erica i'm not mad at you... just please be careful

I tried to put this really long quiz thing in here... but it screwed things up... *sadness*</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-06-06T06:06:07-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[What have I done to myself... in this vicious world]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>*SCREAM*

Today sucks big huge hippo balls... but not Gloria's cuz Gloria... well yea. It was just oh so angryful and stressful and AHHHHHHHful. Then in Global I either buckled under stress or Megan's right and we make eachother hyper without trying and I was reeeeeeeeeally hyper and giggly. And then in lunch there was this huge thunderstorm and it brightened my life. You know what would be cool? Having the ability to hurl lightening bolts at any given time. Yesssss. Last period Miss Bailey wasn't there so we couldn't finish Willy Wonka today... we had to go to the caf. I had a chat with Mr. Cowley... doesn't sound fun but oh it was. Oh... Logan you need to stop spreading shit. If I hate someone I can tell them myself thank you verrrrrry much. What else? Haha I came home and my mom was cooking dinner... "Susanna get some oil so I can lubricate these noodles" I promptly died causing her to say that we're learning way too much in biology. *gigge*

wellllllllll i'm sick of being lied to and hearing lies about myself and my friends... all this drama gets so tiring. Those of you who are lying... you need to effing stop. Just mind your effing business please.

Have a fantastic day


<p align="center">According to the <a href="http://webpages.charter.net/tolerta/socoquiz.html">Which Something Corporate Song Are You?</a> Test...<br>
<img border="0" src="http://webpages.charter.net/tolerta/eighties.gif"><p></p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-06-07T09:06:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Our Endless Numbered Days]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Well I happen to be hyper and... for the most part, pretty happy. I have this scream/temper tantrum building up inside. I was thinking about letting it out in the middle of math... dropping to the floor kicking and screaming... I wonder what Sister would've done. Haha that would be interesting. 

Curses I was gonna rant about something... OH 
You know how people are all like... "when does life start? yada yada" in an effort to justify abortion? Well... the gametes are alive... they make a living zygote... which turns into an embryo (tehee look i study)... all made of living cells. Life starts at conception. All your genetic crapola is there, your little cell is alive. You were alive since the moment your father's little sperm (let's call him Ralph shall we?) met your mother's little egg (let's call her Sylvia shall we?). When Ralph fertilized Sylvia... hey presto the little one-celled you was alive. So therefore... what if your mommy and daddy decided to kill the little product of Ralph and Sylvia using the morning after pill or abortion. You wouldn't be here today... reading this lovely kinda disturbing entry from the cerebellum (or whatever) of me. Poor little Sylvia and Ralph.

She says "wake up, it's no use pretending" 
I'll keep stealing, breathing her 
Birds are leaving over autumn's ending 
One of us will die inside these arms 
Eyes wide open, naked as we came 
One will spread our ashes round the yard

She says "if i leave before you darlin' 
Don't you waste me in the ground."
I lay smiling like our sleeping children. 
One of us will die inside these arms.
Eyes wide open Naked as we came 
One will spread our Ashes 'round the yard
         - Iron & Wine

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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
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  <dc:date>2005-06-11T11:06:47-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[HAHA you're really weird]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Mommy... what's cleavage? Well... it has to do with rocks... and reproduc- cell division.

I went to Buffalo with Megan and her grandma yesterday after school/today. Mucho fun. We went to see Meg's aunt's art exhibit at this gallery up there. Her work is amazing. Check it out: www.wendymarvel.com   There was a whole bunch of really happy other art too... like this really huge infant, a ginormous sculpture made of those really really big pipes that you can walk thru, and a torpedo covered with eggshells. Then this morning... we went to the Music is Art Festival. Awwwwwwwwesome stuff. Goodness it was hot tho... wow. There were these twerrific leather masks... very very expensive... but so so so fantastic. I didn't get home in time for church... oopsie. But we had a uber amount of fun. This one truck driver made me really really happy... his name was Buddha and he waved at us and gave us a huge grin and then talked to someone about us on the intercom. I liked him. And then there was the shifty terrorist truck driver. He was silly. We almost met Rob... the guitarist from the Goo Goo Dolls... but sadly not. We saw him though... I was within 4 feet of him *gasp*

I did a lot of soul-searching on the way back. It sadly didn't get me anywhere except a state of angry/confused.

34 days till I'm 16... and Willy Wonka comes out. Oh so excited :-D


sleeping is giving in, no matter what the time is. 
sleeping is giving in, 
so lift those heavy eyelids. 
people say that you'll die faster than without water. 
but we know it's just a lie, scare your son and scare your daughter. 
people say that your dreams are the only things that save ya. 
come on baby in our dreams, we can live our misbehaviour. 
everytime you close your eyes lies, lies! 
people try and hide the night underneath the covers. 
people try and hide the light underneath the covers. 
come on hide your lovers underneath the covers. 
come on hide your lovers underneath the covers. 
hidin' from your brothers underneath the covers, 
come on hide your lovers underneath the covers. 
people say that you'll die faster than without water, 
but we know it's just a lie, scare your son, scare your daughter 
now here's the sun, it's alright! 
now here's the moon, it's alright! 
now here's the sun, it's alright! 
now here's the moon, it's alright! 
but everytime you close your eyes, lies! 

           Rebellion (lies) - The Arcade Fire</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-06-12T05:06:10-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Just want... something for nothing]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>HAPPY BIRTHDAY HODA! You're such a sweetie. I'm everlastingly thankful for you. Huzzah for being 16 :-*

Jeremy Waite is such an amazing sweetheart. (oops is that gonna ruin his reputation?) I don't know what we'd do without him. Haha yea just wanted to get that out there.

So I guess I'm getting a job. Remember that announcement Sister Mary Lou made about the babysitting? The lady's interviewing me on Tuesday to "see if it's a good match." I'm guessing I'm the only one who expressed interest... cuz i think i'm gonna get the job. Yay for money

Nina wants to get on... I'll continue this later maybe</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <category><![CDATA[raaaaaaaamble]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-06-14T10:06:55-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Stop. Drop. Roll.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Wheeeeee. So Sunday was boring... mucho sleep and cramps leading to mass consumption of chocolate.  On Monday I took my English exam which I bombed thanks to failing the essays (bite me). Afterwards... Megan's lovely grandma picked us up and we went to Charley's and Lowes and then on to Megan's casa. At the museum in Buffalo... we saw these necklaces that we thought were really awesome. Sadly, like everything else, they were horrendously expensive. So we made them... quite simple affairs of washers and ribbon. Huzzah. We also made these really awesome/juvenile bracelets made of plastic tubing filled with beads. They make me happy. So ANYWAY we watched Donnie Darko, The Craft, and Labrynth... all for my first time. Fantastic movies right there. I got to meet Lisa :-D She's a cool kid. (rambling... sorry) So this morning Mrs. O'Brien let me sleep in for a bit and then I had to get home for this interview. I got home... my dad's like oh yea that lady called last night to say that your interview is cancelled. WHAT!?!?! Yea I could've still been asleep. Whatever. So I sat around watching tv and making this bracelet that I really messed up on... til about 1 when I ventured forth to Matthew's and watched the Heffalump Movie and Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure with him and Kait. We then went rambling thru the wilds of West Elmira and found a spot that contains Nature's Air Conditioning. Muy yayness. 

Have I ever said that I hate when people ramble about what they did for the past 3 days? :-D Ahhhh hypocrisy

Do I have anything else to say? Simply this... I cannot count... I thought there were 26 days till the happiest day ever... actually there are 31. :-(

Happy birthday to you
You live in a zoo
You look like a monkey
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand
You smell like one too</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-06-19T10:06:52-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[EVERYBODY WANG CHUNG TONIGHT]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>In church today... there was an ant crawling on Willie's back and I was watching it... all of a sudden Steve swept it to the floor and Alan stomped on it... I almost cried. Weird I guess... but awww. Killing thing for no reason at all... I just don't like it. Like if you kill a cow... mmm steak. But killing a poor defenseless being... a bug that could have a million kids under a rock somewhere... or a baby or another person... just for the hell of it... WHY?

Yo tengo el examen del espanol manana. Yo necesito dormir... now. Buenas noche queridos


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  <dc:date>2005-06-22T11:06:40-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[get away you perv ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Last day as a sophomore today :-D :'(
I wrote this after my exam when boredom ruled my mind:

Ah the study of life
You get to cut frogs with a knife
cells atoms organelles
we didn't get to play with bells :-(
The little hammer can make
Erica shiver and shake
The desks are cold
Not covered with mold
Plants were boring
Koenig's cat was soaring
in a bucket thru the air
She grew out her hair!
Tidal wave pushes
When you use douches
Scarlet and Clyde
Hubert on a slide
Our organisms sublime... 
Ah the study of life

Yea... i got bored. Anway... did anyone get that gel electrophoresis question? The one that asked what you treated the DNA with to get the little bits? I put stop codons... which is so wrong... and it's been bugging me... please tell me.

I went to the mall with Megan after school... We went to Arby's and... I look to my left, who do i see but PAUL. So we hung out with him for a long time. Sarah and Jason showed up later... and then Kaitlyn. The six of us went to see Batman Begins. I thought it was boring... but maybe I was just half asleep. But yea... I spent like... 9 hours at the mall today. That was a fun time and that's all I have to say about that.

I'd also just like to say again that our generation makes me ill. 

Have a great night </p>
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  <category><![CDATA[the strokes]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-06-23T09:06:51-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[The overall mood is of total intimacy. Like The Strokes playing in your bedroom]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Tehee this is soooooooooo exciting :-D


<img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/purplehazereptilia/1117851805_FAB.jpg" border="0" alt="fabrizo"><br>Fabrizio Moretti

HAPPY! You are on a natural high, it never stops,<br>you live life to the max and make sure nothing<br>gets wasted, you love just about everyone in<br>the world and are always up for a good time.
<br><br><a href="http://quizilla.com/users/purplehazereptilia/quizzes/Which%20Stroke%20Are%20You%3F/"> <font size="-1">Which Stroke Are You?</font></a><br> <font size="-3">brought to you by <a href="http://quizilla.com">Quizilla</a></font>


NME, 25 JUNE 2005
The Strokes' new album: The first listen
The band invite NME into the studio to hear their third record

The Strokes have played NME their third album - giving us an exclusive preview six months before its release.

The band invited NME into the heart of their recording process, playing 14 unmixed tracks, some of them so new they haven't been named yet. All are being considered for the follow-up to 'Room On Fire', due early next year.

The songs see the band moving into more experimental areas, something drummer Fab Moretti believes is down to the relaxed atmosphere created by building their own studio into their Midtown Manhattan Music Building rehearsal space.

He revealed: "We couldn't have the pressure of hearing the fucking change fall in the bucket every time seconds passed. So instead of using the money the label were going to give us to make the third album at a studio, we just bought our equipment. Now we have it permanently and we don't feel that guillotine falling. It really helps us to explore."

Album number three marks a distinct shift from the serious attitude that has previously surrounded The Strokes' camp, and credit has been given to new producer David Kahne. The most obvious difference Kahne brought was to convince Julian Casablancas he could really sing.

"Kahne really showed his guns and shit," declared Fab of the producer.

"We always set out to do something different. Maybe we didn't have the tools to do it on the second record like we do now."

Admitting the group felt rushed on 'Room On Fire', Fab insisted they are set to return with a renewed confidence.

"I feel like this was the perfect amount of time and it's gonna be the perfect set-up for the record," he said.

The album is now being mixed at Soundtrack Studios and the first single is due in the autumn.

You Only Live Once
Of all the songs on the new Strokes record, this one sounds the most familiar. It's got the classic chiming guitars from 'Is This It', plus the soaring pop of 'Room On Fire'. That said, the song immediately distances itself from the band's past endeavours, thanks to the uncharacteristic clarity of Julian's voice. It's been debated for years but the truth is out - he can really sing.

Juice Box
Possible first single. Anyone wondering what The Strokes are going for on record number three, get it right here: imposing bass, crazy metal-head drumming, and weird self-amused guitars, accompanied by Julian's unadorned howl. This song introduced a new band, one not afraid to get loose and loud, and fronted by a lead singer who's as available and exposed as he was once evasive and shy.

TBA
One of the standout new tracks, this song is reminiscent of early Strokes songs like 'Hard To Explain'. Albert Hammond Jr and Nick Valensi's guitars chase each other through a tight rhythm, while Julian drawls through lyrics like: "I hate them all" and "I hate myself for hating them". It's a gorgeous mix of cheerful guitars and aching lyrics.

TBA
This song is almost operatic. It sounds like it could have been on the Donnie Darko soundtrack as it showcases the band's use of a Pixies-style fast/slow dynamic. Their Casio-esque guitars sound even cuter, and the cuter the guitars sound, the louder and more agressive the drum and bass seem. The end result is sort of schizophrenic - but in a good way.

Razor Blade
On this track, Nick and Albert's twin guitars play with a Sabbath-like heaviness, then jump back into a loose Strokes solo. 'Razor Blade''s lyrics are some of the best Casablancas has written: "My feelings are more important than yours" he sings, "the world's in your hand or it's at your throat".

TBA
One of the most experimental new songs. An initially clean and tight rhythm gives way to theatrical, crescendo-filled chaos. The band have never been as messy as they are here, but they've developed the skills to pull it off without losing focus.

Ask Me Anything
This song features only Julian accompanied by Nick on a mellotron. The lyrics flip from the bizarre ("we named a summer camp after you"), to the amusing ("don't be a coconut"), the suggestive ("we could drag it out but that's for other bands to do") and even the poignant ("Got nothing to give/Got no reason to live/Got nothing to hide/I will fight to survive/I wish I wasn't so shy"). The overall feel is of total intimacy, like The Strokes playing in your bedroom.

Heart In A Cage
The guitars on this song sound like The Who - dramatic scales and lots of volume. But the lyrics give it a sense of eerie depression: "I don't want what you want/I don't feel what you feel/I'm stuck in a city but I belong in a field".

Killing Lies
Old-school Strokes with distant vocals. The guitars carry the song, but you can make out "don't think everything is gonna stay the same" from Julian's mumblings.

TBA
Currently Fab's favourite song (though he insists they're all his "babies"), this track is the sound of insomnia. Urgent bass and drums underlie post-punk guitars, then the sound shifts to a cavernous echo overlaid with Julian's sleep-obsessed lyrics.

Evening Sun
One of the mellower tracks, this song shows exactly what happens when a young, talented band gets to spend a year tinkering with expensive toys in their studio. The pretty feel of the song is reminiscent of Pavement and the lyrics are classically impenetrable: "They love you or they hate you/They thrill you or sedate you/They don't ever let you be".

Fear Of Sleep
This song uses The Strokes' new favourite juxtaposition between happy guitars and big rocks drums and bass. It's a slow/fast tirade during which Julian repeats the line "fear of sleep" in everything from a near-whisper to a grating scream.

TBA
References to the trappings of fame abound on this waltzy track, during which Julian's voice is so clear and deep it's disarming. Standout lyrics include: "It was all just a dream" and "today they talk about us and tomorrow they won't care".

TBA
The last of the 14 songs NME heard is one of the best. The lyrics are consistent with the perils-of-fame theme evident throughout ("I can still see yesterday sailing away"), but here Julian also dabbles in uncharacteristically outward-looking commentary on his generation's lack of direction, describing "an entire generation that has nothing to say".

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  <dc:date>2005-06-26T04:06:37-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Gimme my money back you bitch and don't forget to give me back my black T-shirt]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Music: Song For The Dumped - Ben Folds

It's hot.

Wow... I forgot I was updating. Yay for short term memory/short attention span

All ya'll gotta check out Ben Folds if you haven't already. He's awesome. Especially if you like kick ass piano rock... which everyone should.

Have a great day.</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-06-29T01:06:47-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[you in that dress... my thoughts i confess verge on dirty]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I can't comment on mindsay... I'm not sure why, it makes me sad. Like i can't comment on other people's blogs or reply to comments on mine. I cry about it at night

God I'm suffering from major withdrawl. This is the huge reason i dislike summer. I don't get to go out and therefore I miss all  my lovely friends who i see every day in school. Plus the family togetherness... but hey. Sigh. I got grounded the other day... we're not gonna go into why... my daddy said i'm "cut off." No computer, music, phone, going out, nothing. Of course... I've had my music on allllllllll the time, i've been on the phone quite a bit... and LOOK i'm on the computer. Woo hoo. So if only they'd let me go out... I have to clean my room. It's such a disaster though I really seriously don't know where to start. I have to like move everything and vacuum and whatnot and then move everything again and wash all the walls and paint. Haha I was supposed to do that spring vacation LAST year. Ohhhh well. I'm listening to 80's music... it cheers me. *dances about* Paulie's gonna be a freshman in a year. So exciting. When we're seniors *tear* he's a be a freshie. Awww. Hmmmmmm I guess I'll go clean now... this song makes me cherry too. :-D 


Dead leaves and the dirty ground - The White Stripes

Dead leaves and the dirty ground
When I know you're not around
Shiny tops and soda pops
When I hear your lips make a sound
When I hear your lips make a sound
 
Thirty notes in the mailbox
Will tell ya that I'm coming home
And I think I'm gonna stick around
For a while so you're not alone
For a while so you're not alone
 
If you can hear a piano fall 
You can hear me coming down the hall
If I could just hear your pretty voice
I don't think I need to see at all
Don't think I need to see at all
 
Soft hair and a velvet tongue
I wanna give ya what you give to me
And every breath that is in your lungs
Is a tiny little gift to me
It's a tiny little gift to me
 
I didn't feel so bad 'til the sun went down
Then I come home
No-one to wrap my arms around
Wrap my arms around
 
Well any man with a microphone 
Can tell you what he loves the most
And you know why you love at all 
If you're thinking of the holy ghost
If you're thinking of the holy ghost </p>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-03T12:07:58-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Savor the moment cause the memory's fleeting]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I saw War Of The Worlds last night. It was exciting at certain points. But I thought it rather sucked. Especially the end... what the hell was that? But anyway I got to see it with the lovely Miss Harper. That was a fun time right there. Especially the uberlovely boy-child sitting near us. SPASM

I really miss Megan. I haven't seen her since... the last day of school when we went to the mall and had fun times. I'm suffering from such major withdrawal. Stupid 2month imprisonment... i mean summer.

12 days ya'll... till my not-so-sweet 16 and the release of... *drumroll*... CHARLIE AND THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY. Yes that's right. 12 days.


If you think that a kiss is all in the lips
C'mon, you got it all wrong, man
And if you think that our dance was all in the hips
Oh well, then do the twist
If you think holding hands is all in the fingers
Grab hold of the soul where the memory lingers and
Make sure to never do it with a singer
Cause he'll tell everyone in the world

What he was thinking about the girl
Ya, what he's thinking about the girl, oh

A lot of people get confused and they bruise
Real easy when it comes to love
They start putting on their shoes and walking out
And singing "boy, I think I had enough"

Just because she makes you feel wrong
She don't mean to be mean or hurt you on purpose, boy
Take a tip and do yourself a little service
Take a mountain turn it into a mole

Just by playing a different role
Ya, by playing a different role, oh

The boat ya you know she's rockin' it
And the truth well ya know there's no stoppin' it

The boat ya you know she's still rockin' it
The truth well you know there's no stoppin' it

So what, somebody left you in a rut
And wants to be the one who's in control
But the feeling that you're under can really make you wonder
How the hell she can be so cold

So now you're mad, denying the truth
And it's getting in the wisdom in the back of your tooth
Ya need ta spit it out, in a telephone booth
While ya call everyone that you know, and ask 'em

Where do you think she goes
Oh ya, where d'ya suppose she goes, oh

The truth well you know there's no stoppin' it
And the boat well ya know she's still rockin' it

The boat ya you know she's still rockin' it
And the truth ya you know there's no stoppin' it

You recognize with your back in the back?
That it's colder when she rocks the boat
But it's the cause hittin on the Cardinal Laws?
'bout the proper place to hang her coat

So to you, the truth is still hidden
And the soul plays the role of a lost little kitten but
You should know that the dark is one kitten?
She's been singing it all along

But you were hearin' a different song
Ya you were hearin' a different song
But you were hearin' a different song

-The White Stripes</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-04T12:07:36-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[who are you hiding you from?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Penelope shoot the apple off my head I need to go to the store to get some sleep... i've run out of sleep
 
HIPPOPOTAMUS... yea that's right... i said it... what're you gonna do about it?

Ignore me

I just spent the day up at Kaitlyn's lake place with her and Megan. It was a fun time. We basically spent the day in the basement talking all day. I thought too much :-D Now I'm in a Dashboard Confessional mood... 

Did you know the plural of hippomotamus is hippomotami? Yes it is. It can also be hippomotamuses... but hippopotami is more fun.

I guess it's the Fourth of July now... Happy Fourth of July ya'll



I was sitting there in a comfortable chair
And that was all that I needed
Then my friend offered me a drink for us to share
And that was all that I needed
Well, then I felt at ease
But then I'm not too hard to please
I guess you couldn't call me greedy
Then I was shocked to look up
And see rita hayworth there in a place so seedy
She walked into the bar with her long, red, curly hair
And that was all that I needed
And I said to my friend, "good god, we're lucky men just to even see her"

Take, take, take
Take, take, take
Take, take, take

And I could not resist, I just had to get close to her
And that was all that I needed
I walked and loomed around her table for a while
And that was all that I needed
Then I said, "i hate to bug you, ma'am, but can I have your autograph?"
And that was all that I needed
She pressed her lips against a white piece of paper
And that was all that I needed
Then I saw what she wrote, my heart is in my mouth
And that was all that I needed
Then she handed it to me, and I think that she could see
That that was all that I needed
I started to walk away but then I remembered 'hey, I forgot to get a picture'
So I asked her one more time, "could I have another favor?"
That was all that I needed
She was kind and posed with me
Then I knew my friend would see my celebrity meeting

Take, take, take
Take, take, take
Take, take, take

She turned and said to me, "I need to go to sleep,"
And it seemed so mean
It's almost as if she could not appreciate how cool I was being
She said, "good night" and walked away
And I didn't know what to say
I just couldn't believe it
Well, it's just not fair
I want to get a piece of hair
That was all that I needed
Or maybe a kiss on the cheek
I wouldn't wash it for a week
That would be all that I needed
But she didn't even care
That I was even there
What a horrible feeling
- The White Stripes</p>
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  <category><![CDATA[the magic number]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-06T11:07:41-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm an honest mistake that you made. Did you mean to?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Is there really a person in your life you would die for? It's a nice sentiment... but really if you were with a loved one and a bullet was speeding towards them... would you jump into the line of fire? Is there anyone in your life you could do that for? Think about it. That's an order.

Is it odd to not think about anything at all most of the time? Like... my mind is largely blank a majority of the time. Is that odd? *shrug*


Definitely check out this song... 
Mornings Eleven by The Magic Number

You're in denial 
You're in denial, and I know 
Well, what's my name? 
Well, what's my name? I don't know 
 
Maybe you could telephone 
Maybe I could meet you in the morning 
Call me if you're on your own 
And maybe I could meet you in the morning 
 
You're in denial 
You're in denial, and I know 
Well, what's my name? 
Well, what's my name? I don't know 
 
Maybe you could telephone 
Maybe I could meet you in the morning 
Call me if you're on your own 
And maybe I could meet you in the morning 
 
Ba Ba Ba Ba Ba... 
 
Mornings eleven 
The feelings are severed 
I can't feel anything at all 
But I would die for you 
Oh I would die for you 
 
All that I'd ever seen 
All that I'd ever been 
All that I'd ever wanted 
And I would die for you 
Oh I would die for you 
 
I had it all 
But I never thought I did 
No no no no, I never thought I did 
Oh oh oh oh 
 

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  <dc:date>2005-07-09T12:07:21-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Cock it and pull it]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>What do you remember from the 90s?

[x] Fresh Prince of Bel-Air
[ ] Fraggle Rock
[x] G.I. Joe
[x] Are You Afraid of the Dark?
[x] Secret World of Alex Mack
[x] Bug Juice
[x] Beetlejuice
[x] nightmare before christmas
[  ] Welcome Freshman
[  ] space cases
[  ] round house
[x] The Muppet Show
[x] Muppet Babies
[  ] Eureka's Castle
[  ] Salute Your Shorts
[  ] legends of the hidden temple
[  ] You Can't Do That On Television
[  ] G.U.T.S. DO U HAVE GUTS?
[x] What Would You Do?
[x] Double Dare
[x] Rocko's Modern Life
[x] All That
[x] Ren and Stimpy
[x] Clarissa Explains It All
[  ] The Torklesons
[x] The Adventures of Pete and Pete
[  ] Stick Stickley Write to me, Stick Stickley, PO Box 963,  NYC, NY State, 10108
[x] Goodburger
[x] Angry Beavers
[x] Hey Arnold!
[  ] AHH! Real Monsters
[x] Tiny Toons
[x] Animaniacs
[x] Pinky and the Brain
[  ] Freakazoid
[  ] Earthworm Jim
[x] the babysitter's club
[  ] Underdog
[x] Kablam!
[x] Gullah Gullah Island
[x] Richard Scarry
[  ] Dumbo's Circus
[  ] Ocean Girl
[  ]Mystery Files of Shelby Woo
[  ] Snick Snacks
[x] Dunkaroos
[x] SNICK- Saturday Night Nick
[  ] Koala Yummies
[x] Where In The World Is Carmen Sandiego?
[x] Nickelodeon Magazine
[  ] Ernest Movies
[x] Radio Flyer
[x] Disney Watchers
[x] Adventures in Wonderland
[x] Homeward Bound
[  ] The Adventures of Yellow Dog
[x] Milo and Otis
[  ] Neverending Story 
[x] Who Framed Roger Rabbit? 
[x] The Lion King
[x] Labyrinth 
[x] 101 Dalmations
[x]the secret garden
[x] Pete's Dragon 
[  ]Hocus Pocus
[  ] Secret of Roan Inish
[x] Land Before Time
[x] Dinosaurs
[x] Fern Gully
[  ] Secret of NIMH
[x] Gummi Bears
[x] Care Bears
[x] my little pony
[x] Black Beauty
[  ] Rainbow Brite
[x] lite bright
[  ] Lady Lovely Locks
[x] Candyland
[x] Sorry!
[x] Trouble
[x] Don't Wake Daddy
[x] Mousetrap
[x] Jenga
[x] Don't Break the Ice
[x] Hungry Hungry Hippos
[x] Pretty Pretty Princess
[x] Tinker Toys
[x] Cooties
[  ] The castles that made tea sets
[x] Polly Pocket
[x] Mighty Max
[  ]Hypercolor T-Shirts
[  ] Sky Dancers
[x] Scrunchies
[x] side ponytails
[x] Stirrup Pants
[  ] Jellies
[x] Saddle Shoes
[x] Barbies
[x] Beanie Babies
[  ] Tamagotchies
[x] Yo-Yos
[  ] Duncans
[  ] Choose Your Own Adventure
[x] Pogs
[x] Goosebumps
[x] Magic Attic Club
[x] American Girl
[x] Island of the Blue Dolphins
[x]Saved By The Bell
[x] Full House
[x] Step By Step
[x] TGIF on ABC
[x] Sabrina, the Teenage Witch
[x] Boy Meets World
[x] Clueless
[x] Simpsons
[x] Flipper
[x] Growing Pains
[x] Family Ties
[x] Titanic
[  ] Felix The Cat: The Movie
[x] Jonathan Taylor Thomas
[x] Home Improvement
[x] Tom and Huck
[x] My Brother and Me
[x] Keenan and Kel
[x] Hanson
[x] Inspector Gadget
[x] Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
[x] Power Rangers
[x] Hot Wheels
[x] Creepy Crawlers
[x] Easy Bake Oven
[x] cha cha chia Flower Making Kits/Chia pets
[  ] Wild and Crazy Kids
[x] Playdough McDonald's Sets
[  ] Animorphs
[  ] Rainbow Fish
[x] If You Give A Mouse A Cookie
[  ] Bailey School Kids
[  ] Wayside School
[x] Cam Jansen
[x] Ramona Quimby
[x] Amber Brown
[  ] Allegra's Window
[  ] 3-2-1 Contact
[x] baby ginger sporty scary and posh (Spice Girls, DUH!)
[x] The brave little toaster
[x] Bananas In Pajamas
[x] One Saturday Morning on ABC
[x] Transformers
[  ] Transformers Beast Wars
[x] Waynes World *SHWING!*
[  ] The dancing baby
[x] Nancy Drew novels
[x] catdog
[x] shamomo the cat
[  ] captain planet
[x] FACE ("hello FACE here" on nick)
[x] Doug
[  ] The Biker Mice From Mars
[x] Furbies
[x] Giga Pets
[  ] Sam and Max
[  ] The gnomes
[  ] huggabunch
[  ] Littlest pet shop
[  ] Magic Eye Books
[x] Britney Spears dolls
[  ] Cupcake dolls
[x] Gameboy in my pocket
[x] Skip It
[  ] Talkboy/girl
[x] Trolls 


A happy song by Miss Regina Spektor

I kissed your lips and I tasted blood 
I asked you what happened and you said, There'd been a fight. 
You said I've been fighting for your honor but you wouldn't understand 
I said hold on your honor I'll get ice for your hand 
 
Oh you been fighting for my honor and I don't understand 
But hold on your honor I'll get ice for your hand. 
 
You said come on baby let's just make love it's the only thing to make me better 
You said come on let's just get you out of that sweater 
I said I don't kiss losers and I don't kiss winners 
And I don't fight for honor cause we all are born sinners 
 
Gargle with peroxide a steak for your eye 
But I'm a vegetarian so it's a frozen pizza pie 
You tell me that you care and you never do lie 
And you fight for my honor but I just don't know why 
 
Mary had a little lamb with fleece as white as snow 
You've got me and I'm just a common ho 
But I know what I am and I know what I ain't 
So don't get cut cause I still won't be no saint 
 
Gargle with peroxide a steak for your eye 
but I'm a pizzatarian so it's a frozen pizza pie 
You tell me that you love me and you never do lie 
and you fight for my honor but I just don't know why 
You fight for my honor and I don't understand 
but hold on your honor I'll get ice for your hand
- Regina Spektor</p>
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  <category><![CDATA[respect]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[prejudice]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-10T10:07:34-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Where is my master Rebel Prince?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Disclaimer: If anyone is offended by this... I'm sorry I dont mean to offend

Hey ya'll... I have 3 things (count em... 3) to rant about. First of all I'd like to proudly say I got my first bee sting ever today. YAY. Not really but I now know I'm not allergic and not to walk around barefoot. I'm listening to Rebel Prince by Rufus Wainwright... it's really pretty.

prej·u·dice   n. 
An adverse judgment or opinion formed beforehand or without knowledge or examination of the facts.
A preconceived preference or idea.

Okay... so prejudice. It's not a good thing. It's really pissing me off lately. First of all people around here (and everywhere) are so racist... it's unbelievable. How can you take an entire group of people (race, cliques... whatever) and say "oh they're bad." How can you do that? There are ALOT of people who think Americans are horrible people. Sure some Americans are what could be considered bad people. I'd like to take a gander however that a majority of Americans are totally decent people. So how can you say of a race... they're all bad... you can't do that. I just don't understand. I heard someone trying to justify racism the other day by saying this: "Well when God put the animals on the ark... he didn't mix them. There were 2 of every kind." What the hell? I'm also really getting very angry about the bad light being cast on Muslims lately. In my dad's sermon this morning he was talking about martyrs under the Ottoman Empire in the 1400s. A quote: "This is not a sermon to make you hate Muslims... we love our enemies." How can someone say that all Muslims are enemies? There are radicals sure. I don't agree with flying planes into buildings or blowing people up... radicals do these things. (pssst many Christians would be cool with doing these things too) The sweetest most caring person I know is a Muslim. I take huge offense when people start talking about how Muslims are bad. I just can't understand how anyone can say that an entire group is made up of horrible bad people. I can't understand. We're all just people. There's nothing different between me, Mohandas Gandhi, Mohammad Ali, the Buddha... we're all human beings. (the little fact that all of the above except me are dead doesn't matter... shut up) You know what prejudice leads to? Hitler believed the Ayrans to be the master race... he was prejudiced against all other races... led to the Holocaust. The Hutus the the Tutsis (i think) are prejudiced against eachother... genocide. The Afrikaners (descendent of Dutch settlers) in South Africa are prejudiced against the South Africans... apartheid. None of these are good things... and all stem from prejudice. 

Respect (n):
1. A feeling of appreciative, often deferential regard; esteem. See Synonyms at regard.
2. The state of being regarded with honor or esteem.
3. Willingness to show consideration or appreciation.

This is stupid... but bear with me. All you girls out there. Especially you who listen to rap and go along with that whole scene. Respect yourself. If you respect yourself you'll be respected by others. It won't just be... "woah son check out that ass I'd tap that." That music is all about hos and seeing how many girls you can get in a given period of time. I watched 8 Mile today... there was this girl who was all like whorin herself for the guys... being all giggly and "*titter*... sure i wanna dance *bats eyelashes*" Made me gag. You wonder why guys don't respect girls... girls are whores. Guys learn they can just fuck 'em and toss 'em... they're gonna. And good God put some frickin clothes on! You can be sexy without hanging out all over the place. Looking like a whore isn't sexy. Get some class. Get some friggen respect for yourself and others. And rap... dude it's all about this shit. Gettin' as many hos as possible, smokin some weed, drivin' in your Escalade... ahh that's the life. Why? And y'know... maybe life is short... but shouldn't we work hard and try to make something of it? You can still have fun while you're making a good life for yourself. Why slack off in school and just ditch it in the name of "Oh life is short..." But anyway... respect yourself.

Well the 3rd thing was about God... and I lost my train of thought... maybe I'll remember... maybe not... my head hurts</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-11T05:07:27-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>This is kinda related to what I said about prejudice yesterday...

I'd like to apologize to anyone I've ever made fun of. 

Let this be a lesson to us all... making fun of someone who is bigger, shorter, slower, or anything else different... is just simply not right. What is there to gain from that? Saying... "get a slimfast" or "wow you're so short i almost tripped over you" or "holy cow what's up with that hair?"... that's not cool. How bout we just get to know people instead of making judgements and being cruel? Or... you know we could all sit around complaining about cliques and bullying and shit. I mean really. In Theology 10 Miss Spaz was going on and on about how bullying is bad and how to recognize it... why not stop it at the roots? Why can't we be more accepting, friendlier... why are we afraid of anyone who's just a little bit different? In Columbine, Colorado... two boys took guns to school and shot a whole bunch of their classmates. Y'know why? Aside from other problems (thinking they had to exterminate the human race) they were bullied. They went for the people who bullied them first. Be nice you big meanies.</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-15T02:07:54-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>psssst guess what today is???? :-D</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-17T10:07:44-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[we are the music makers... we are the dreamers of the dreams]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Hey there. I just got up :-D Yes I have been informed that this is when most people go to bed and do i care? Not really

On Friday, Dustin, Kaitlyn, Matt, PAUL, and I went to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory... fun stuff. It was a good movie... you just have to forget the Gene Wilder one because it's tres different. Anyway afterwards we went to Friendly's and that also was a rather fun time... keeping Kaitlyn outta my skirt was interesting... that's all I have to say about that

I was going to refrain from rambling... it seems to get on peoples' nerves... but I think I shall ramble. Roald Dahl (the author of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory... please tell me you knew there's a book... if you haven't read it please do) didn't like the other movie (Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory... made in 1971) because it was really just made to sell candy. He wanted some British actor who's name I can't remember casted as Willy Wonka but they got Gene Wilder instead. The 1971 movie is also very different from the book. Roald Dahl's widow... Mrs. Dahl... says that her husband would have really liked the new movie. I hope he would... because I did. 

Haha wow i'm odd... have a good night

Psssssssst MEGAN'S COMING HOME SOON!
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  <dc:date>2005-07-20T03:07:55-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[save some face... you know you've only got one]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>rawr... 
i'm having this major freakout right now about like nothing at all. 
It's late... i have to be up in like 5 hours.
Guess what?
I'm gonna ramble senselessly

Have you ever wanted something so badly and it's in reach but it's simply impossible... and you know it's not good for you. Like when really want candy and you're in a candy store but you have no money. Something like that. Man that sucks. It really does.

And consequences... what's up with those. Why do there have to be consequences. Like for serious stuff like murder and uh... shoplifting... that's understandable. But silly little stuff? Whatev

Do people really think relationships are going to last forever? They don't. Especially at our age. People get so attached... so "OMG we're gonna be together FOREVER!." and then when it ends and someone gets hurt... they're all "oh my god there's no longer any point in living." What the hell is that. We're friggen teenagers... we have our whole lives ahead of us. Yet so many of us are horribly depressed about flipping relationships. It's really sad. Relationships cause stress, drama, pain, confusion... sure you might be happy... but in the long run are you really? We get so caught up in all this... nothing else seems to matter. It's selfish of us really. And stupid... but hey.

Why are we often most attached to the people who are worst for us? That's also sad. We can be so blind and so stupid when it comes to that. Making allowances... making excuses... sigh

Y'know... sure we might hate our parents sometimes... some of us more than others. (I know some peoples' parents really are horrid) But often... our parents really do just care... there are worse things they could do. Not caring is pretty sucky too.
I need some music for the mind that's blank and wants to stay that way
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  <dc:date>2005-07-21T01:07:09-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[i'll be alone dancing baby]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm walking on sunshine... AND DON'T IT FEEL GOOD!

woo hoo... Daddy got coffee ice cream... guess who inhaled it like blessed oxygen after being trapped in a box for 3 days... yea that'd be me and WOW AM I WIRED!

Plus... I've got 80s music! :-D

woot woot

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  <dc:date>2005-07-22T03:07:16-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>random blogthingy at 3 AM...

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<b>Float On by Modest Mouse</b></font></td></tr>
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"Bad news comes don't you worry even when it lands
Good news will work its way to all them plans"

Laid back and real, people appreciated you for you are in 2004.
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<a href="http://www.blogthings.com/2004hitquiz.html">What 2004 Hit Song Are You?</a>
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My room's finally clean... all i have to do is vacuum and dust and shtuff. Yay</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-23T02:07:57-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[She will kiss you til your lips bleed but she will not take her dress off]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>yay for random lyrics that don't really fit but we'll pretend they do anyway

<center><div align="center" style="width:450px;"><table style="border:0px;width:450px;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tr><td colspan="2"><p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:14px;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;background-color:#1F5892;width:450px;text-align:center;padding:5px;padding-bottom:0px;margin:0px;"><a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys.php?id=409" style="color:#fff;" title="Bands // Song Titles">Bands // Song Titles</a></p></td></tr><tr><td colspan="2"><p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;color:#fff;background-color:#1F5892;width:450px;text-align:center;padding:5px;margin:0px;"><em>Created by <a href="http://www.bzoink.com/users.php?id=BourdiezFreak" style="color:#fff;" title="User Profile">BourdiezFreak</a> and taken 28092 times on <a href="http://www.bzoink.com" style="color:#fff;" title="bzoink!">bzoink!</a></em></p></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;">Choose a band/or artist and answer only in song TITLES by that band:</td><td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;">Regina Spektor... gonna use lyrics capish?</td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;">Are you female or male:</td><td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;">im just a common ho</td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;">Describe yourself:</td><td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;">we're so cool we're so cool we're so cool... thought are parts are slightly used, new one are slave labor you can keep</td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;">How do some people feel about you:</td><td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;">you're so young you're so goddamn young... the tourists come and stare at us</td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;">How do you feel about yourself:</td><td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;">They'll just say we're living our whole life in bed And we'll be in bed but we'll be oh so very much dead-a</td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;">Describe your ex girlfriend/boyfriend:</td><td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;">the flowers you gave me are rotting but still i refuse to throw them away... you fight for my honor but i don't understand</td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;">Describe your current girlfriend/boyfriend:</td><td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;">you're talking to her... and you're going in in for the kill kill for the killer kiss kiss  (the one that doesn't exist?)</td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;">Describe where you want to be:</td><td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;">behind your tonsils... peeking over your molars</td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;">Describe what you want to be:</td><td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;">They'll build a statue of us and put it on a mountaintop</td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;">Describe how you live:</td><td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;">reading fitzgerald... reading hemingway... they're both supersmart drinking in the cafes</td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;">Describe how you love:</td><td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;">Things i have loved i'm allowed to keep... I don't kiss losers and i don't kiss winners</td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;">Share a few words of wisdom:</td><td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;">We're living in a den of thieves Rummaging for answers in the pages We're living in a den of theives and it's contagious</td></tr><tr><td colspan="2"><p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;color:#fff;background-color:#1F5892;text-align:center;padding:15px;padding-bottom:10px;margin:0px;"><a href="http://www.bzoink.com/create.php" style="color:#fff;" title="Create a Survey">Create a Survey</a> | <a href="http://www.bzoink.com/search.php" style="color:#fff;" title="Search Surveys">Search Surveys</a> | <a href="http://www.bzoink.com" style="color:#fff;" title="bzoink!">Go to bzoink!</a></p></td></tr></table></div></center>

So my next livejournal post will be post 100 :-) I'm waiting til i have something to say. I got a new mindsay user picture... i really love it. Dustin came over today. That was fun stuff indeed. We went to the park and got our butts all wet. Ahhh the rain stopped before he got here and I almost cried. But we danced about in a teensy drizzle so that was cool. Tehee i made him watch Moulin Rouge to... which by the way he confessed to liking :-D I smell like man. Not bad at this moment... just odd.

I haven't slept since i woke up at 2 pm yesterday. Huzzah. This morning at 6 i was like... hey sunlight... so i watched the sunrise on the roof and then went for a walk at 7. Birds are really loud! They suck. </p>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-23T09:07:24-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'll be your best kept secret and your biggest mistake]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Ahhh I just remembered that it's Susanna's birthday. You don't read this... but happy birthday child.

The new Fall Out Boy cd, From Under The Cork Tree really disappoints me. I've been listening to it nonstop hoping it would grow on me... but it's just blah. I like 4 songs... but the rest of it is just rather blah. Take This To Your Grave was a really good cd... gave me unfair expectations. Sad. The good thing about it is that the title came from that Ferdinand book where Ferdinand the bull sat under a cork tree and smelled the flowers instead of fighting the matador. I love that book :-D

I need to learn to be still more outgoing... almost a scary thought


Am I more than you bargained for yet
I've been dying to tell you anything you want to hear
Cause that's just who I am this week
Lie in the grass, next to the mausoleum
I'm just a notch in your bedpost
But you're just a line in a song
(A notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)

Drop a heart, break a name
We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team

We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

Is this more than you bargained for yet
Oh don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet
Wishing to be the friction in your jeans
Isn't it messed up how I'm just dying to be him
I'm just a notch in your bedpost
But you're just a line in a song
(Notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)

Drop a heart, break a name
We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team

We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it
[x2]

Down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

We're going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself)
And Sugar, we're going down swinging (Take back what you said)
I'll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself)
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it
- Fall Out Boy




Well... looks like the calvary's comin... </p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-24T07:07:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[There's an old man sitting next to me. Making love to his tonic and gin]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>first of all... Awwwwwwww *ducks when kaitlyn smacks me* :-D

second of all... hi i hope you had a good day because i did. It was a good day. I look like Barbie right now because of this hot pink lipstick. </p>
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  <dc:date>2005-07-27T02:07:05-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Let's have bizarre celebrations]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>
Megan and I went to the movies tonight. That was fun. We saw Bewitched (which wasn't as horrible as i thought it i would be). We were the only ones in the theater so we sat in the aisle and talked the whole time. That was so fantastic. Megan... you're fantasmic and i love you :-) I had an interesting night Sunday night... just wanted to thank Mike Myers, Megan, and Freddie Mercury for helping me out with that

I guess everyone disappeared to Warped Tour today... kinda made me sad because there's someone I really have to talk to and... he's gone poof. Whatever. I need to get myself to Warped Tour... damnit

Why do flies rub their legs together? It confounds me really. There was one on my computer screen and it rubbed it's front legs together... then it's back legs... I was like "hello little guy what the hell are you doing?" I hate flies. They're so annoying. I don't like killing things though. Mosquitoes... i'm fine with that. But anything else... i can't do it. Maybe it's a flaw... is it a flaw? Who really cares. I really don't. 

My hair looks good right at this very instant... it's almost 2 am... and my hair looks good. It hates me I swear.

I hate having nothing to say. It makes me sad. I'm wasting time... finger energy... and gigabytes or whatever.
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  <dc:date>2005-07-28T12:07:31-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Ah my kitten I'm so glad you are the way you are]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>
Why am I even updating this? I don't believe anyone reads it any longer... but hey i'm bor-ed. I have a random bangle that fell from the heights to my feet. Isn't it amazing? And really that's what happened. Yay. 
I'm babysitting from 7 AM - 9 PM tomorrow... and on Friday it's 7-noon. Goodness gracious. At least they're really fantastically good kids. Plus they have a really huge tv and digital cable. Can you say cartoons/Fuse? :-D I miss cable. *blush*
And Megan... you have no clue how sorry I am. I really really am. :-\ I'll make it up to you I swear to God. And tell your mom to bitch at me if she's pissed because duh it's my fault this time. Sooooooorrry :-(


I just discovered this song... it's lovely. 
"Keep Sending Me Black Fireworks" - Of Montreal

   Look in my eyes what do you see?
   I’m hanging upside down like a chimpanzee
   When I’m with my friends riding somewhere on a crowded bus
   There is nothing that I want to discuss
   I just sit and smile thinking about us
 What is this that sends black fireworks dancing around me?
   When we kiss the explosiveness is life’s sweet mystery
I feel like a balloon floating higher I’m touching a distant moon
   I don’t think I’ll come down anytime soon
   Ah my kitten I am so glad you’re the way you are
   You’re my favorite living human by far
 ’cause you make this frightening world less bizarre

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  <dc:date>2005-08-01T01:08:18-05:00</dc:date>
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  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=35</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p> Hey there. I have this massive headache and I should be sleeping but I'm hoping someone will come talk to me so I'm being a fool and staying here... awake.

On Wednesday I got up at 7 and went to babysit for about 29 hours straight. Halfway thru Wednesday Megan came and kept me company. Twas a fun time to be had by all... except me on Thursday morning when I was going insane but hey. I changed my first smelly diaper :-D and kept from puking all over the baby. Tehee Who's good. So then Megan and I went to my house and made/ate cookie dough before her mom came to get her. Katilyn arrived soon after and soon after that we traipsed off the the mall where we met Megan and Lisa. At 7 we proceeded to the Heights Theater for a fantastic show featuring "Da Boys" and "For Every Hour"... twas a fun time to be had by all (hmm i said that already.) It was a really great show. Afterwards we all went to Friendly's, accompanied by Adrianna, and of course fun times insued as they always do at Friendly's with the right people. Huzzah

I read Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince yesterday in like 7 hours. It's quite fantastic and it made me cry really hard. But yea I finished that at like 3 am... got up at 8 for church. I'm tired :-D

Today I did the soup kitchen and then was whisked away to Ithaca with Kaitlyn. We went to James' house where we were greeted by him and Josh. Uh... it was fun.

Moving on... 

Aw nowhere to move to... sadness... I guess I'll sleep </p>
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  <dc:date>2005-08-02T01:08:51-05:00</dc:date>
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  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=36</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>aw we saw Miss Bailey at the mall the other day. I cried.</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-08-04T02:08:58-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[yay for The Beatles]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>yea... if this isn't random... what is?


Eleanor Rigby 
picks up the rice in a church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window
Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?

Father Mckenzie 
writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near
Look at him working
Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
What does he care?

Ahhh look at all the lonely people
Ahhh look at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby 
died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father Mckenzie 
wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved

All the lonely people
where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
where do they all belong?
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  <dc:date>2005-08-05T01:08:19-05:00</dc:date>
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  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=38</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I have Hark the Herald Angels Sing stuck in my head

And... I found my birth certificate! YAY HUZZAH WOO HOO WHEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!! No longer does the hypothesis stand that I was a bubble... a pink bubble... which burst and spit what we all know as Susanna upon the earth. Oh no... I was born.</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-08-06T01:08:38-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[death of a shade of hue]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I wonder what it feels like to die. Not violently or anything... just to die in your sleep. I'm scared as shit of that. Is that irrational? I've been told it's irrational to fear death. But really... any other thing you can fight. Death happens to everybody and you can't get away from it... it's eventually gonna happen to everybody. Like my other fears I can fight. I'm scared of the dark... so i leave a light on. I'm scared of spiders... I don't get near them. But I can't fight death. And when you die in your sleep... in your sleep you're defenseless... it'll just happen and you'll never know what hit you. I'd almost rather have a long drawn out death. 



Sitting here at 1 AM listing to Vanilla Ice and thinking about death... 


I don't like babytalk</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-08-07T10:08:53-05:00</dc:date>
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  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=40</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p> The little mood thing's confusing me lately. I can't figure out how i'm feeling. I think i'm happy... but I'm not sure. At any given moment i can't pinpoint exactly what emotion i'm feeling. I guess I've been mellow? Really out of it though. And unnerved. nervous... all the time. Dustin just said I'm a one person circus show. What do you think: i'm a juggler one minute performing for my family... the next minute i'm in front fo the mirror being an elephant... then i get hyper and goofy and dumb and i'm a clown... then i'm silly and jumping around and i'm a trapese person... then i get serious and i'm a tightrope walker... and then..... sometimes... i like to be in charge... and then i'm the ringleader

haha i have Twizzler tusks. 

*makes a sound like a dog on pot because that's what walruses sound like*

I am the walrus... hear me roar





Welcome to the island of the honest man
Do what you want - there is no need to impress us
Welcome to the island of the honest man
We don't believe in what the big people tell us </p>
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  <dc:date>2005-08-09T02:08:56-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>HYPOCRISY

Feminists who get offended at the word "freshman" won't say anything about the objectification of women in some rap music because they can't say anything about "a black art form."

An artist painted a picture of the virgin Mary and then covered it with elephant dung. This was hung in a gallery. If the same had been done to a portrait of Martin Luther King Jr, there'd be an outcry about discrimination. 


Does this make sense to you?</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-08-10T09:08:55-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[but i'm a pizzatarian so it's a frozen pizza pie]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>so... 29 days till school and boy is it gonna be different




RIP Peter Jennings
you made me enjoy the evening news</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-08-13T01:08:42-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[where have all the good people gone?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>y'know... girls... we're always like "god i hate guys blah blah blah" but really... do we ever stop to think how damn stupid we are too? we play these retarded games and mess with peoples' minds and dude guys can't understand us and we don't try to help at all... we just make it more difficult. I hate girls. Like seriously... some things about us are okay. But we're so damn obnoxious and horrid. Guys... look at guys: when they don't like someone they make it clear, they don't say shtuff behind their back and stab them in the back and pretend to be their friends while secretly planning their demise. I mean really girls are so stupid and immature. And talk about playing games... i was watching elimidate the other day (shut up) and the 2 remaining girls were all into eachother and wanted the guy to go away... but they were playing with his mind like a cat plays with a mouse for the whoooooole date. It was so stupid I REALLY wanted to smack them or shoot them or both. I felt bad for the poor guy because they were just being so stupid and annoying. And that's another thing. We don't speak our minds. Like when we're upset we're always like "no nothing's wrong" with a long face. "Are you hungry?" "Only if you are" Why can't we speak up and be real? No we have to be all "coy" and "mysterious" and STUPID.

People go through "friends" like toilet paper. There's almost no such thing as a real friend anymore. It's like "ohhh we're best friends :-D we're gonna be friends forever" The next week one of them has been beat up by the other and they're moving on holding their grudges. But anyway... to my real friends i love you immensely and thanks for being my friends. To all you people who stab their friends in the back and lie and play games... fuck you. :-D

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  <dc:date>2005-08-14T11:08:37-05:00</dc:date>
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  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=44</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>My computer doesn't allow me to comment on mindsay so i'll just do it here... 

A lot of girls play games and not just to "get what they want," alot of us do it just as a general rule. Females have always been associated with words like "coy" and "mysterious"... there ARE certain words/traits that are connected or associated with gender. Men have always been the tough warriors who fight for their honor. Yes, they're stereotypes. I'm not talking about all people... I should have specified... sorry. 

Waffleboar, (i don't know who you are...) i know that people are all different. I wasn't saying that all guys or all girls are like what i said. Again, i'm speaking of stereotypes... I guess I should have specified. I'm sorry if i offended you. I'm not talking about getting what you want. I'm just talking about some girls who can be very obnoxious and silly. And often girls don't deal with problems directly. We often keep it inside or dance around it instead of bringing it out in the open. I'm sorry i come off as a... what was it... "immature high school fuck"... but hey maybe I am. I guess I really don't have to defend myself to you... this is my blog and i have every right to post my opinion. 

Megan you know I disagree with you and Lauren... I'm sorry... i love you </p>
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  <dc:date>2005-08-19T12:08:05-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p> .

I shall have Dinner At Eight with The Consort in The Tower of Learning on 14th Street. I'll put my phone on Vibrate while we watch Movies of Myself. We'll discuss California, Natasha, the Rebel Prince, The Art Teacher, and Oh What A World this Vicious World is during our meal of Cigarettes And Chocolate Milk. The playlist for the evening will include Greek Song and Track 10. I'll tell him of my Want for Pretty Things and he will introduce me to his Harvester of Hearts which lives in the Grey Gardens. In a Graveyard at 11:11, we'll Go or Go Ahead to meet the Evil Angel who Poses in the Shadows.


You Turn Me On rufus wainwright, if you weren't a One Man Guy, we could make a Beautiful Child.











this has been a bored girl's tribute to Rufus Wainwright </p>
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  <dc:date>2005-08-22T12:08:53-05:00</dc:date>
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  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=46</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>1. First grade teacher's name: Mom
2. Last person you kissed: eek i can't tell you
3. Last word you said: here
4. Last song you sang: Landed - Ben Folds 
5. Last person you hugged: Kaitlyn
6. Last thing you laughed at: Peter 
7. What's in your CD player: 2 socos, 2 dashboards, and keane 
9. What socks are you wearing: they're invisible
10. What's under your bed: ummm dust, carpet, random things that fall down there.... probably some books 
11. Current status: i'm cold cold cold and i have to pee
12. Current taste: mouth... taste
13. Current hair style: librarian bun
14. Current clothes: nd gym shorts and a black tank top
15. Current Job: resident lazy person 
16. Current longing: semi lightness so i can go run
17. Current desktop picture: it's a pretty painting of a hang holding a rose
18. Current worry: that i'm gonna lose more friends 
19. Current hate: hair
20. Story behind your screenname: larissa and i were sitting there... we were 11.... and i was singing love shack... and so she was like... THAT'S IT... loveshaq1112 
21. Current favorite article of clothing: my pretty new skirt
22. Favorite physical feature(s): my hair can be nifty 
23. Last CD that you bought: either chuck or the killers
24. Favorite place to be: in bed 
25. Least favorite place: ummmm in a smelly hot place
26. Time you wake up in the morning: 8:30 on sundays, 7 for school, anytime i want any other time
27. If you could play a new instrument, what would it be: drums
29. Current favorite word/saying: menagerie
30. Favorite book: A Great and Terrible Beauty
31. Favorite Movie: Moulin Rouge probably
32. Favorite Song: Keep Sending Me Black Fireworks (Of Montreal), or Landed (Ben Folds) 
34. One person from your past you wish you could go back and talk to: Peter of like 8 years ago 
35. Favorite day: any day i'm in a good or productive mood or hanging out with people i enjoy
36. Where do you want to go: Mars
37. What is your career going to be: not sure at all 
39. What kind of car will you have: Audi TT coup
40. A random lyric: "So you wanted to take a break, slow it down some and have some space. WELL FUCK YOU TOO"
41. Eye Color: brown
42. Hair Color: brown 
43. Righty or Lefty: leftys all the way 
45. Zodiac Sign: cancer
46.Innie or Outtie: innie 
 
DESCRIBE... 
47. Your heritage: Ukrainian, Aleut, Russian, Georgian... i think that's it 
48. The shoes you wore today: black polka dotted flip flops
49. Your hair: long 
50. Your weakness: well i enjoy when people lay in the middle of parking lots and sing... no i don't know 
51. Your fears: dying, hurting people, failure, spiders, the dark
52. Your most recent secret?: this happens to be a stupid question because a secret is... secret 
54. Your thoughts first waking up: isn't it rather different every morning?
55. The first feature you notice in the opposite sex: height/hair
56. Your bedtime: usually sometime after 12 
57. Your most missed companion: Joe's my buddy
58. Your perfect pizza: meat lovers
59. Sweet and Chewy or Salty and Crunchy: salty and crunchy
60. Single or group dates: single i guess 
61. Dogs or Cats: dogs 
62. Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: neither 
63. Chocolate or vanilla: chocolate 
64. Cappuccino or coffee?: cappuccino 
 
DO YOU... 
65. Smoke: no 
66. Curse: yes
67. Sing: constantly
68. Take a shower everyday: usually 
69. Have a crush: actually... no
71. Think you've been in love: nope 
72. Want to go to college: yep
73. Want more than what you got: i'd like an ipod... and a job 
74. Want to get married?: yes  
75. Type with your fingers in the right place: all the time 
76. Think you're attractive: not often
77. Think you're a health freak: *laughs really hard, has a heart attack, dies*... no 
78. Get along with your parents: eh sometimes
79. Play an instrument: i can pick at the piano a bit... but everyone can

IN THE PAST 3 months: 
80. Drink: mmhm
82. Done a drug: aleve 
83. Made Out: yea
84. Go on a date: no not really 
85. Eaten an entire box bag of Oreos: no
86. Eaten sushi: ick
87. Been dumped: no 
88. Made homemade cookies: i'm going to soon 
89. Been in love: nope
90. Gone skinny dipping: nope 
91. Dyed your hair: nooooooo
92. Stolen anything: oh come now would i do that? 
 
HAVE YOU EVER.. 
93. Had too much to drink: i drank 6 pepsis at outback yesterday 
94. Been cheated on: nope
95. Been called a tease: yeaaaa 
96. Gotten beaten up: nope
97. Changed who you were to fit in: a few times 
98. Cried at something beautiful: of course 
99. Spent too much money on something you didn’t need?: hasn't everyone with any amount of money? 
100. Cried when someone died?: yeppers







school's in 17 days</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-08-22T06:08:03-05:00</dc:date>
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  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=47</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I got my permit today :-D I only got one question wrong. Yay for me

drama: (n) an episode that is turbulent or highly emotional or the quality of being arresting or highly emotional

also note that people who put dramatic, personal, or stirring things in their blogs are the people who are starting drama not the people who react to it.

Haha last last Thursday my parents took us on a "mystery trip." We went to Cooperstown and saw the Beach Boys. Pretty awesome it was. Then Joe came for the week. Friday I went to the mall with Megan and we ran into Matt and Kait and then Andy K. later... fun stuff. Then last Friday the rest of Joe's  family came and we chizzled. After they left yesterday Kaitlyn and i hung out for the first time in forever. We went to the mall and we saw Valiant, a quite fantastic movie really. I got my pretty black lace scarf from Hot Topic. Yay.

Tomorrow's my mommy's bday. We're going to Ohio to see her twin. Twill be a fun time i suppose.




Cheers</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-08-27T09:08:11-05:00</dc:date>
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  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=48</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>You gotta make your own kind of music
Sing your own special song
Make your own kind of music
Even if nobody else sings along




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  <dc:date>2005-08-27T10:08:19-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>

oh yes and I went to Megan's house Thursday-Today... 

that was a fun time it was.</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-08-28T05:08:48-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Connor is fantastic even though his name is in fact not Roccon backwards.</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-08-29T08:08:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Everything is beautiful and you are the reason]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/everything_is_beautiful_and_you_are_the_reason.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So I'm babysitting 7am-4 today, tomorrow, wednesday, and next Monday and tuesday. And getting paid very minimally. 3 kids: Brianna (8) is okay, Anthony (3) doesn't listen to anything anyone says, and Anysia (2) is the most fantastic most adorable child who does anything you tell her to do. Plus a puppy and 2 cats. Fun fun stuff let me tell you.

But yea... Thursday I get to hang out with Kaitlyn. Tehee... maybe she'll bring a hammer. :-x

School's in 10 days. Is anyone else excited because I surely am. Who else is in 102 with Lepak and me? and Kaitlyn makes 3. Tehee couldn't resist the urge to rhyme. *blush*






cheers ya'll</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-08-30T07:08:06-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[love without complications galore]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Mom went to school today and talked to Miss Wilson... guess what position isn't filled yet?! Yea that'd be chorus teacher. Rawr. There are 100 juniors, 91 freshmen, 86 seniors, and 78 sophomores... random factoids. And sister mary lou and miss keonig were there... but no mr shelling. Is he gone? *strokes chin thoughtfully* 8 more days.

cotton candy and pixie sticks are exactly the same thing... just in different forms







cheers ya'll</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-08-31T05:08:09-05:00</dc:date>
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  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=53</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Happy Birthday Matt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

you're 17... you know what that means? I surely don't. But it's uberexciting.</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-08-31T11:08:30-05:00</dc:date>
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  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=55</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>All music should give people chills. The best kind of music gives you a rush, makes you get all goosepimply, sends a shiver up your spine. For example... Louis Armstrong gives me the chills. And Bohemian Rhapsody gets me every time. 

I love music chills.</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-03T10:09:59-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[chi wow wow]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/chi_wow_wow.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>i don't wanna grow up I'm a toys R us kid. They have so many toys that I can play with.

Wow... Summer Girls by LFO is such a stupid song... I'm having various flashback musical moments lately. I've rediscovered Craig David, Dream, Hanson, Alicia Keys... boy bands (98 degrees, BBMak, LFO, bsb, nsync, five...)... et cetera. It's been interesting. Plus all these oldies... Louis Armstrong, Doobie Brothers, The Mamas and the Papas, Marvin Gaye... that's fun stuff.
 
No Hanson is not a boy band. They play instruments and they don't dance. 

I have nothing to say... but how is that different from usual? Right... it's not. School's in 5 days.... cheers</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-03T11:09:04-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Kaitlyn: My sister and her friend are watching the princess and the goblin...i loved that movie when i was wittol
Kaitlyn: and my sister bought hte dvd for 5 bucks at the dollar store
Me: that's a movie!?!?
Kaitlyn: which is how cheap it is
Kaitlyn: yes
Kaitlyn: why?
Me: i have the book which... i love
Kaitlyn: yea
Kaitlyn: with the little girl wit the random great great grandmother
Me: yessss
Me: and there's another one
Me: the princess and the curdie
Kaitlyn: hahaha
Kaitlyn: curdie!
Kaitlyn: the little boy
Me: yea
Kaitlyn: whos hot for the princess, even tho theyre like 12
Me: yessssss
Kaitlyn: she has red hair
Kaitlyn: i'm jealous
Kaitlyn: well. it's all flowy
Kaitlyn: and she has a random hippie headband
Kaitlyn: they all have hippie bands
Kaitlyn: only the boys have thicker ones
Kaitlyn: it's such a cute storyyyy
Kaitlyn: the goblins hate music
Kaitlyn: oh my god. it's one of those hidden theme stories
Kaitlyn: the little girl and the boy are really hippies, with their headbands
Kaitlyn: and the goblins are old american society
Me: haha wow
Kaitlyn: the great grandmother...is woodstock
Me: oh my god you're genius
Me: that makes so much damn sense
Kaitlyn: put that in your mindsay and let people smoke it
Me: like weed
Me: like hippies
Me: man
Kaitlyn: O:-) weerrrrd
Kaitlyn: i mean weeeeed



we're cool... really we are... don't shake your head at me </p>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-05T05:09:29-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>bleh

i was gonna hang out with josh today... but this morning i woke up with a sore throat and stuff and my mom's making me stay home. I feel icky... back to bed :-\</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-06T04:09:56-05:00</dc:date>
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  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=59</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Give me your hand 
The dog in the garden row is covered in mud 
And dragging your mother’s clothes 
Cinder and smoke 
The snake in the basement 
Found the juniper shade 
The farmhouse is burning down 
 
Give me your hand 
And take what you will tonight, I'll give it as fast 
And high as the flame will rise 
Cinder and smoke 
Some whispers around the trees 
The juniper bends 
As if you were listening 
 
Give me your hand 
Your mother is drunk as all the firemen shake A photo from father’s arms 
Cinder and smoke 
You’ll ask me to pray for rain 
With ash in your mouth 
You’ll ask it to burn again 

-Iron & Wine</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-08T01:09:21-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>you know what? i like Avril. And Good Charlotte and Simple Plan. SUE ME.</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-08T02:09:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=61</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>first day of school...

anybody in my classes?
A-History
BC-Chem lab
D-English (Thorne)
E-Death and Dying
F-Gym
G-Trig
H-Spanish3</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-08T10:09:16-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[will you be my friend?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>haha 3rd entry of the day... 

frosh dance sucked. to be expected i guess. 

I'm sad. I was really excited to start school again... and it's really extremely sucky so far... it's like my bubble burst.

I wrote a long entry full of complaining... but i decided to spare you

...i'm being a whiny irrational pessimistic little crybaby again...



</p>
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  <category><![CDATA[kick ass piano rock and other music]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-10T11:09:56-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm thinking about my doorbell... when you gonna ring it?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>
I have an english assignment... and I'm really not keen on doing it. Because... I really don't know what to write. I'm not a very good writer anyway... why am I in AP English? Oh yes... because i'm stupid. grr. But yea it's due Monday and I'm busy tomorrow... so I should work on it. 

I don't really like Chris Carraba's voice. It's nice... but he strains it and it sounds bad. I don't really listen to Dashboard anymore. I have to be really sad. And y'know what? The vocalist in New Found Glory has just about the most annoying voice I know of. Sum 41 soothes me. Mostly All Killer No Filler. I've been listening to that and Avril Lavigne's first cd lately. Ironic. Her and Deryck... *shudder*... oh well. 
I've discovered I'm always in the mood for The White Stripes. I love them to absolute death. Certain songs get absolutely bloodcurdling/annoying sometimes... but I adore them. I don't like screaming. Listening to it makes me feel uncomfortable. A little bit is okay I guess... except for Hawthorne Heights... their screaming is silly. Guster is fantastic. Listen to Diane and FaFa by Guster. They're good. Rufus Wainwright has a pretty voice and does fantastic stuff. Of Montreal is... different... but awesome. Iron & Wine... Such Great Heights isn't their best... look up something else by him because he's superb. Ben Folds of course... kick ass piano rock... always in the mood for that too. Yes I'm scrolling through my playlist. Ahhhh the Doobie Brothers. They're good... good oldies. I love Open Your Eyes by them. 
I was brought up on the Doobie Brothers. The Doobie Brothers, James Taylor, Billy Joel, The Mamas and the Papas, ABBA, The Beach Boys, The Everley Brothers = my childhood. Then I grew up a bit and listened to Nina's music... Hanson, The Moffats, Swirl 360... ah mid90s pop. 

Well that was random and unplanned... *raised eyebrow*</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-13T05:09:36-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Benny and Joon is a cute movie. No... a good movie. "A romance on the edge of reality." Johnny Depp plays an eccentric fantastic guy named Sam who models himself after Buster Keaton and a mentally ill young woman (Joon) falls in love with him and vice versa. Johnny Depp in this movie reminded me of Andy k and Jack White... not at the same time though.  

That's all</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-14T10:09:52-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=66</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>if i were a teacher do you know what i would do? i would get an aim screenname and a mindsay and whatnot and see what all my students are saying about me. wouldn't be hard. Mr. Ryan has an aim sn did ya'll know that? But yea that's what I'd do. And then I'd fail them all. Especially the ones who work hard. Bwahahaha

I'm really hyper and singing Bohemian Rhapsody at the top of my lungs. I've been sitting here for like a half hour changing my away message every 2 minutes. 

Ahhhh i have to go read the damned paper. Yesterday's mind you because i didn't read it and my mom forgot today's. Poo</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-15T01:09:52-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=67</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>music: song for the dumped - ben folds
mood: constipado... yes stuffy


I have to get up in 5 hours.

Uhhh I just read Justin's reply in Ginny's mindsay... wow. Kudos Justin... 

But I'd like to point out that people invite people into their "annoying bullshit" when they write about it in their blogs and they should really expect that people are going to get into it if they put it out there and not get pissed and defensive about it. It would cause the end of so much stupid timewasting, bickering, cramped fingers... and stuff. 

Ginny dropped her tray in lunch. It made my day. And I really don't mean that in a mean way... it was just really fantastic and it made me happy.

Another thing that made me happy... I definitely passed my chem quiz that i barely studied for. Huzzah

And today... I made up my mind that I give up... I'm going to ignore everything and just focus on school and shtuff and get through this year without "annoying bullshit" or pain. That's my resolution and unlike the resolution I make every year to study every night and ace every test and stuff... I'm actually going to keep this one. I'll only get involved to defend a friend... and then only minimally. And since i have just about no friends... it won't be too much of a problem. Woot woot

Wooooah quarter to 2... i have to get up in 4ish hours. I don't feel like sleeping though. Maybe I'll go... do something or other.

yes... bye</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-15T10:09:10-05:00</dc:date>
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  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=68</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Happy one day early 14th Birthday to my lovely little brother Paul. 

I love him immensely even if i'm mean to him sometimes... and... 

yea Happy Birthday Bubba :-)</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-18T12:09:12-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=69</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>
conceited
selfish
vain
angry
bitchy
critical
annoying
fake
rude
arrogant
obnoxious
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-18T12:09:20-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=70</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>
damn... i guess i got fucked over again...


that's what ya get for trusting untrustworthy people
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-18T08:09:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[and there was much rejoicing]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/and_there_was_much_rejoicing.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>so this is my 3rd entry of the day. Can you tell what a lazy loser i am? Tizzle. Um anyway... Today has been a real Beatles day. I got hooked on Oh! Darling. It's been on repeat alllllll day long. It's like... a feel good song and i want to dance to it. Will you do me the honor of this dance?

Um... I want to be a musical. It could be like... Suze, the musical. I would burst into song and dance every hour or so of ever day. It would be fun stuff. I'd find someone to follow me around with an accordian... or pop out of the wall with a keyboard. Oh that would be so much fun

... i'm done</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-19T03:09:24-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[now i think i'm ready to bust a move]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/now_i_think_im_ready_to_bust_a_move.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>

"you would play and have fun by yourself and then you saw other children playing and you climbed your fence and went to play with them and it was fun then your smiles became dependent on theirs  and stories you heard then of a monkey that only wants to see red so destroys things that are not red i dream of him exploding my motor so that i wont see red evertime i drive down the street my car starts breaking down on me and i write this down but nothings changed only i change or hope to change.   sometimes its hard to tell if you are realy in love or blinded and maybe you should change yourself and stop wasting your time  maybe one day it will be the end of the world with shrieks outside your door and it will be too late others do secret things in their space where they live or where they once worked their lives to boredom where a straw boss called their name out and they wished they were invisible and all of the coffee breaks in the world wont help you and social nothing that you can do so what are you supposed to think? when people call you, look at you, say they are coming over do you think that they are like little children trying to have fun until someone gets offended or someone talks bad about someone who isnt there or maybe you are happy until someone you love is in the hospital or is far away talking to people you dont know or on a boat under perfect darkened starry skies all alone   you wish you could be there with them and you wish that two people could really be happy with each other it was easier when you were a child and everything that is happy and fun now is an attempt at recreating your backyard when you first saw others and dreamt that with them you could be happier than you were alone"

-Jack White

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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-19T05:09:50-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[jack white... marry me]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/jack_white_marry_me.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>if i don't get a new locker i shall either go crazy or heads will roll. I know i'm a bit of a prep, but if i ever get way preppy and get a high voice and act like a total retard... someone shoot me or torture me and then kill me... so it's more painful because i'll deserve it. And people who aren't pretty at all but think they're gorgeous... whaaaaaat gives?

I love the White Stripes. I was reading the little booky thingies inside Get Behind me Satan and their self titled... and they made me really happy. The selftitled one was in my last entry... this one's longer but I like it better:

"there once was a story i wanted to tell, but i assumed it was one you all knew too well. maybe i was wrong. was wondering how clear we were gonna say it. how to keep us all interested enough to not drift off and start fantasizing about romantic things. but them again, what about those things in books, and in movies? are they real? does anybody care? you ride the bus don't you? ain't nobody ever bumped into you before? was it an accident? lotta questions. rhett and scarlett, what they are? can't be true love. but there are others. unrequited is a word too. it's in the dictionary. after truth i believe. everyday life some others i guess look at as romantic. but what about us people? are those elements impossible for us to experience? do you know and welcome the idea of true love, staging, destiny, mis en scene, hope for internal completion? everyone's talking about their hurt and their rage on the radio. and the armchair judge is the family bible in prime time today. what reality is fake? then drama is superficial and not admired, the judge and the apology is shallow, love is put aside. i think there's one truth, with no subjectivity. and in the corner is a booth with some productivity. under my arm is a device with conductivity and i gave it to you. no lessons o.k.? the city i live in it ain't no different man! your sidewalk has less cracks in it? how spoiled we are right! funny, funny, funny. but you must have bought a book, and it is a reality to hold in your thought, let's put it together though. we know not to kill after seeing a murder on the screen, but do we know not to love when we see two fulfilled? your morning can go however you want it. no one owes you breakfast for example. no one owes you a ride. and you know damn well you could walk there if you wanted to. and you know too that you could have what you need. to give is true and admirable too, but to be taken from is loss and and totally false. imagine that you are being taken from. what faith is tested? what hope is wuthering? what angel was persecuted who worked so hard at something never to achieve it? prove it to me. and what child who was innocent was pushed to the ground never to get up again? where's he/she at right now? where's a starbucks when you need one? am i in destiny, am i in my kitchen? you're the book dammit, you are the morning. don't deny yourself with this duty-woman! don't damn yourself with a painted smile on skull-man! put it on the table. and don't deny it. whatever it is. do yourself a favor and breathe real, get it? funny, were all still here man. nobody left, and it's odd because the more you deny it, the funnier it gets. three kids are playing on the playground, and one turns to the others and says 'are they making us go to school or are we learning for the sake of beauty?' the other kids love this idea, and they laugh and pass notes about it for days. so we all know the right thing to do, and we all root for the underdog in the book, we can't help it! kick yourself off the island. she is her. he is us. the underdog wins in the book, and in real life?. not just in some sports game. you know, but - hey wouldn't it be nice if every sports team was only allowed to have team members from its own city? no trading. evil can be funny. righteousness is a barrel of laughs too. come on, we all know! it's a new century, no sarcasm kids. boy these kids can take! how bout take the tongues out of the cheeks? no blasphemy. no talking under your breath. tell me what you want, and we can get it together. i'm not kidding. they wrote the books to share with you what they assumed could be. they made the films to explore what you didn't get to do at work today. and they wrote the songs to fill in the gaps between being some place and getting there. but it by no means, don't mean, it can't be. you're probably already there, just admit it. just say it. then you'll get it. stay the truth and hold with this word behind tooth, to know that truth pushes truth forward, and to be taken is to be held, and to be stolen from is to lose what truth you deserve, pretending this is pretending the play with no audience but yourself, the options are sometimes not options at all, but distractions or temptations to live for something or someone else instead of yourself, breathing can't be taken, the fact can't be shaken, and the truth is still waiting always for you. i think we're gonna be okay"
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-20T10:09:52-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=74</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>music: Psalm of the city of the dead - Zao
I haven't started my homework yet.
I need more hugs. Farnsworth Bentley once said "You need 7 hugs a day to be adequate." I get about 2.
Buy chocolate from me :-) I have 29 left




Embrace diversity. 
         Embrace differences. 
                Embrace quirks and eccentricness. 
    How boring the world would be if everyone were the same. 
 No one has the right to reject someone just because they expect them to be the same
      People are clones... just so they can fit in and be "popular"
                           WHY?
           be your own person and embrace other people who already are</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-22T07:09:11-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[sometimes i wish i had a farm]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/sometimes_i_wish_i_had_a_farm.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I have 19 chocolate bars left



Today...
1. Had sex: yes
2. Bought something: food... at school...
3. Gotten sick: nope
4. Sang: geez... lots of things... most recently oh susanna and rockin' the suburbs by ben folds who is my lover
5. Been kissed: no... no not today
6. Ate something: the food... duh
7. Felt stupid: yessss
8. Talked to an ex: hm yes actually
9. Missed someone:  yeaaaa


Last person who....
1. You shared a bed with: Megan
2. Saw you cry: um... Megan 
3. Made you cry: Dustin
4. Went to the movies with: god it's been a while... dustin i guess
5. You went to the mall with: Megan and Monica
6. One thing you could take back: so many things

1. Do you have a crush on someone: yes
2. What book are you reading now: Sister's of Cain - Miriam Grace Monfredo
3. Worst feeling in the world: being abandoned
4. Future KIDS names: oh man... i like madeline and jaqueline. For guys... Constantine and Andrew
5. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: 2... my teddy bear with the hearts on it... and my black lab
6. Favorite sports to watch: ice hockey
7. Location: my chair... in Elmira Hts, ny
8. Piercing/Tattoos:  just one in my lobes... but megan offered her mommy's services to do my second holes... i don't know
9. Hot weather or cold? cooold
11. What are you most scared of right now: being totally alone 
12. Where do you want to get married: St Theodosius in Cleveland
13. What do you really hate: grrr don't ask
14. Do you have a job: no... i need one though
15. Do you like being around people:  generally... yea
16. have you ever liked someone you had no chance with: hasn't everyone?
17. Have you ever cried: EVERYONE CRIES... IF YOU SAY YOU DON'T... YOU LIE
18. Are you lonely right now: not at this exact moment
19. Song that's stuck in your head a lot:  the tracks of my tears - the miracles
20. Been in love: i don't know... maybe... or maybe it was infatuation... or obsession... i don't know
21. Played strip poker: haha uh monopoly
22. Got lost: hahahaha definitely
23. Done an all-nighter: um... a few times... yea
24. cheated on a bf/gf : technically... no
26. lost a best friend & missed them: yes... a few times... definitely miss them so much
27. Had someone die that you loved: my grandmothers... and my grandma's dog
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <category><![CDATA[reflex]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[gag]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-22T08:09:48-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[i have no life... i update waaay to often]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/i_have_no_life_i_update_waaay_to_often.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>seriously i got one hug today... what the hell

uh yea... so we learned about pygmies today. Nuff said. Not really... there's NEVER enough said. There's always more to say. I don't talk much about anything at school... but then I get in the car and it's like i turned on a faucet and i'm spewing random conversation everywhere. Sorry Mom.

don't give me that bullshit you know who i am
You'll be sorry one day yes you will
You shouldn't push me around
Cause I will yes I will.

I'm in a good mood. My earrings jingle big time. And i'm going to see Corpse Bride tomorrow. Yaaaaay. Yay Johnny Depp... Yay Tim Burton... Yay the mall... Yay Kaitlyn... Yay Megan... YAY!!!!! wooooooooooot. I think i'll like tomorrow. I have trig first... and death and dying last... but other than that... gooooood day. Wooooooooooot. My mom told me I look like 1969 in my hot pink cabby hat. Made me soooooo happy. Especially since she wasn't aware i consider that a compliment. I'm wearing skirts all Spirit Week. Mainly because i have no pants. I may be going to Ohio next Saturday for my aunt's surprise birthday party. Technically I guess it would be for my mom too since they're twins. BUT... their birthday was august 23rd. What's up with the timing dude? Whatever.

I have a gag reflex and i'm proud of it.</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-23T03:09:25-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[i don't care to discuss nursing homes thank you verrrrrry much]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/i_dont_care_to_discuss_nursing_homes_thank_you_verrrrrry_much.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>

People... what's the point? Of any of this pointless babble and motions we go through everyday? Ah I'm gonna answer my own question from a completely opposite point of my brain. Sure... we're gonna die anyway so I guess one could say "what's the point of anything if we're just gonna die?" but we should make our time on earth worthwhile. Here I go taking things too seriously again... but we're basically shaping our futures. Why wouldn't we take advantage of every chance we have to have a new opportunity or something? Our school might not be the best school... but we are able to get a good education there. What's the point of slacking off and not taking advantage of that? That 40somethingifimlucky i got on my spanish quiz today... definitely not good. I should have studied harder. The grades we get and how we act and what we do now sets up what kind of college we can go to which sets up what kind of job we can get which shapes the rest of our life. Where am I going with this? I had a point. I don't know... live every day as if it's your last. Take this opportunity because you may not get another. Live life to the fullest. 













"Are they making us go to school? Or are we learning for the sake of beauty?"

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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-23T11:09:59-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=78</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So I like attention. I judge people. I'm a cruel bitch more often than not. I'm arrogant and selfish and quite frankly... I don't care most of the time. If I hurt someone... i care about that. If you're stupid, mellodramatic, whatever... and I tell you that, then it's the truth and you needed to hear it. Judge me... give me dirty looks... whatever. I don't care what you think of me. It's my life I'll live it how I want. If I'm ever like you... I hope someone will shoot me. I don't wanna be anything other than what I am. I am who I am... if you can't accept that then go away and don't talk to me. I'm not like you.... I don't want to be. I'm just me. I don't tell most people what I think of them. I wish I could. I'd be even less popular than I am... which is not at all. But quite frankly... when you start seeing and telling it like it is... you find out who your real friends are. Thanks real friends. I love you.



Uh yea so I went to see Corpse Bride with Megan and Kaitlyn tonight. Well uh it was supposed to be just megan and kaitlyn... but then ginny rachael zack mark jon ryan matt sarah jason ducky... showed up too. Who else did we run into... Lauren, Jesse, Drake, Andy K, Ben, Joe, Dicinti/Doc, Nicole, Erica... etc. Twas a fun time. Corpse Bride was good. Not superb... but quite good. Nightmare Before Christmas is still god... but Corpse Bride was good. It kinda lost me though. Oh well. 


Dare to be different</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-25T01:09:41-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=79</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm happy. Are you happy? I hope you're happy. I wish you all the happiness in the world. Except not because then there wouldn't be any left for anyone else. Hmmm... well I wish you your fair share of happiness.


I miss my fmoo.




I was never cool in school
I'm sure you don't remember me
And now it's been 10 years
i'm still wonderin who to be...
hand me my nose ring
can we be happy?
show me the moshpit
can we be happy?
we can be happy underground
get down

i got this pain in my heart... that's all
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-26T07:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=80</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>i'm a balllooooooooooooooon!!!!!!!!


tizzle


geez... kaitlyn just read me a story about how in like 3 states a girl can get married at the age of 12 with parental consent. And... raunchy poetry</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-28T10:09:52-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=81</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>who am i?

give me an adjective... or a few... that describes me?

Be honest.</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-30T03:09:43-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=82</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>thanks to ya'll who love me :-*
haha i was hoping people who hate me would go off on me... but hey

highlights of today:
got a name part in the musical :-) I'm Mary
slightish altercation between misters homerda and connelly in the general vicinity of my locker
free first period was a fun time...
"my friend is dying of hunger"


yea that's it... it was a good day i swear.




I was never cool in school
I bet you don't remember me
And now it's been ten years
I’m still wondering who to be
But I love to mix in circles,
Cliques and social coteries,
That’s me
Hand me my nosering
(can we be happy? )
Show me the mosh pit
(can we be happy? )
We can be happy
Underground

Who’s got the looks? 
Who’s got the brains? 
Who’s got everything? 
I’ve got this pain in my heart
That’s all
Hey you, with the long
And lonely face
There’s gotta be something else
Let me tell you something else
There was a girl who passed me by
She gave a smile, but I was shy
And looked down, so down
Don’t look there no no
Go go underground
Now now there’s a place to go
It’s the morning now
It’s the evening
It’s everything
I click my heels and I’m there

Chorus
Underground, underground, ooh
Everything’s happy underground
You been kicked around
Did life bring you down here? 
Everything’s heavy underground

And we’ll be decked
In all black
Slamming the pit fantastic
Officer friendly’s little boy’s
Got a mohawk
And he knows just where
We’re coming from
It’s industrial
Work it underground
Get down, get down, get down

- Ben Folds Five






ta ta ya'll</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-10-02T08:10:26-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=83</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>My hair is huge. 

And I need go-go boots... white ones... by wednesday

anybody?</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-03T11:10:47-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=84</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>True Story. A religion teacher assigned her class an essay on what makes a good Christian. One student wrote about praying nightly, say no to abortion, banning gay marriage, and donating money. The other student wrote about talking to God and allowing people to enjoy their lives, and supporting gay marriage. The day the teacher was to hand the papers back, she called up the second student and told him she would pray for him when he went to hell. The student asked why would he be going to hell, and why he got an F on his paper. The teacher told him that Catholisim is against gay marriage. The student looked at her for a minute, then said aloud, "I'm gay." The teacher kicked him out of class as if he had said fuck or worshiped Satan. A girl in the back of class who had a boyfriend and was obviously straight got up and left too.

If you would leave the classroom, repost this. It doesn't matter if you're straight, bi, or gay. It doesn't matter if you're catholic or not. Everyone is a human being and deserves happiness.</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-04T10:10:51-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[what would you do if my heart was torn in two?]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/what_would_you_do_if_my_heart_was_torn_in_two.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>More Than Words by Extreme is just about my favoritest song of all time. Frankie J has ruined my life by redoing it. The Extreme version is sooo simple and just lovely and sincere. Frankie J put all these embellishments in it, all the ChristinaAguliera-esque trills, and where it goes "then you wouldn't have to say..." he killed it. So Frankie J... what the hell. You killed my life. The Westlife version is good too... but Frankie J... *angry sound*

Anyway... today was mismatch day... totally loved my outfit and if you didn't screw you. I had fun. Tomorrow's decade day... that'll be a fun time too. I get to braid mark's hair in homeroom. Yay for pigtails.




Saying I love you 
Is not the words I want to hear from you 
It's not that I want you 
Not to say, but if you only knew 
How easy it would be to show me how you feel 
More than words is all you have to do to make it real 
Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me 
Cos I'd already know 
What would you do if my heart was torn in two 
More than words to show you feel 
That your love for me is real 
What would you say if I took those words away 
Then you couldn't make things new 
Just by saying I love you 
More than words 
Now I've tried to talk to you and make you understand 
All you have to do is close your eyes 
And just reach out your hands and touch me 
Hold me close don't ever let me go 
More than words is all I ever needed you to show 
Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me 
Cos I'd already know 
What would you do if my heart was torn in two 
More than words to show you feel 
That your love for me is real 
What would you say if I took those words away 
Then you couldn't make things new 
Just by saying I love you 
More than words 






cheers</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-05T03:10:15-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[does waterproof mascara smear? Let's test it...]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/does_waterproof_mascara_smear_lets_test_it.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>ugggggh. I'm sooooo flipping stressed out and i can't stand it. I'm breaking out like mad, I haven't been eating much, i've somehow managed to gain 3 pounds, I can't sleep... It's only been like 3 weeks of school. If it's this bad this early on... later's gonna be horrendous

I despise Chemistry. I abhor it. Not to the point where i don't care about it... I really am trying hard to understand... but really why the hell do i need to know how many electrons are in a berylium atom? AND why the hell is it so hard to understand? I have a test tomorrow... which I'm going to fail. And I dont even know what questions to ask. And the questions I do ask... the ever incompetent Mr Shelling can't answer. It's algebra all over again. 
Then I have a history and government test next week... not only does Mr. Cain scare me, but I like him and I don't want to do badly in that class. I miss Mr. Cowley
My parents won't let me go to the homecoming game til like 8. Because of church. 

Josh MUST to wear pink tomorrow. How shall I accomplish this feat without selling myself? No one knows.</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-06T06:10:37-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=87</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARK!! :-D


hmmm interesting free today. My camera got stolen and now contains pictures of... up Mark's pants, Jame's foot and mouth, and Keefer's tit. Aren't I the lucky one. And by the way... all you who like Ruffles... Ruffles are penises. You're eating penises.
Mrs. McCort wouldn't take my homework today... yay for zeros in Spanish.
I wanna drop out of school. School isn't healthy. Constant weeklong headaches are not normal... they're school related. School is bad for you.</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <category><![CDATA[susica]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-06T10:10:06-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=88</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Also.

Every day 4 from now on is the holiday... SUSICA
Just because Monica and I are awesome.</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-07T03:10:24-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=89</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'd like to make an announcement. 

Today is the one school year anniversary of the marriage of Caitlin Cassiello and Susanna Kappanadze.

Love ya doll</p>
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  <category><![CDATA[huzzah]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[homecoming '05]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[bust a move]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-08T11:10:32-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[THERE WILL BE NO FREAKING!]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/there_will_be_no_freaking.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm on fire and now I think I'm ready to BUST A MOVE
Check it out I'm rocking steady to the beat in my head
It goes oh oh oh oh
I'd rather waste my time together
CAUSE WE CAN GET DOWN!

Ahhhh homecoming dance '05 = THE BEST EVERRR

Yesterday morning SMW made this announcement: "There will be no sexually explicit dancing, or 'freaking'" 
So there were people "freaking" at the dance and the chaperones started taking down names. Therefore all the "freaky" people and their friends all went "THIS IS SO STUPID" and left. There were then about 30 or 40ish people left. We had a ball. Joe, Caleb, Megan, Sarah, Rachael, Lauren, Monica, Mark, Jon, Me, the Klingers (to name a few)... all stuck it out. Caleb got a stick and we limboed. We macarenaed. We conga-ed. We busted a move and showed off our steps. We danced our little hearts out and it was officially the best night EVER. And I have a glow stick! You people who left... thank you for leaving because it was fun after you left. And ya'll moping in the coatroom/classroom thingie... PARTYPOOPERS.
The only thing is... if people continue with the attitude that if you're not grinding your pelvis into someone's posterior you can't have a good time... will they even bother having any more dances? I hope they will because I had so much fun tonight. I've almost never had fun at a dance before. This was awesome.

And we won the game 28-0. Take that Chenango Valley! After the 20 minutes of the game I attended... Monica, Justin, Megan, and I went to Friendly's and had a fantastic time. 

I smell, I barely have a voice, and my legs hurt, but damn am I happy!!!!</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-10T03:10:32-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[if we were feckless we'd be fine. Sucking hard on our innocence]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>found this in pludunka's mindsay...

Directions: type "[your name] is", including the quotes, into a google search. cut-and-paste the first ten responses that work. Just pull the answers right out of the excerpt google shows you, don't click the link and search around. The only rule is that each one has to start with "[your name] is..."

Susanna is to make an appointment to meet the Count
Susanna is ONE Today, Jun 11.
Susanna is secure in her love for Figaro, and seemingly immune to the Count
Susanna is accosted by two old lechers
Susanna is also active in committees to make a difference such as one that does research on Muscular Dystrophy and other              genetic diseases
Susanna is a Liar!
Susanna is now forced into the role of a Gothic heroine
Susanna is an apartment which sleeps three people
Susanna is cute Susanna is a heroine 
Susanna is a lovely weaving together of threads from the ancestral past





wheee. So I spent the night at Kaitlyn's last night. We had a grand old time. "I'm a tough guy! Let's get pizza! *smacks chin*" We watched: Mrs Doubtfire, Grease, Titanic, Moulin Rouge, Harry Potter 3, and She's Too Young (an odd lifetime movie about syphilis). Josh stopped up and watched Titanic and Moulin Rouge with us. Then he left and we went to bed. Fun times. 
I had a lot more to say... i think my brain's up and died.

If I don't get into National Honors Society I will die inside. I despise Chem. And I have a History/Gov't test tomorrow... sooooo nervous.

My friend is sad. I want him to be happy and not get hurt. I hope you know that i'm here for you always.
 
I will stand up for you no matter what you are going through, 
who is going to be there when you fall 
To build up when you are feeling small 
Give you love that you need 
Who will, I will 
When the whole world turns against you, 
Ain't no lie 
don't you know that I will stand up for you 
No matter what you are going through 
I'm still on your side 
Any time day or night 
Don't care if it's wrong or right 
I'm still on your side 
You want to run you want to break free 
What you want ain't what you need 
Can't you see that I care 
I know I'm hard on you sometimes 
But when you are looking for the things you can't find 
Don't you know who'll be there 
Who will, I will 
When it's more than you can handle 
Ain't no lie 
I'll be there, I'll be there, I'll be there 
I'll be there when you need me 
I won't let you go 
There's nothing I won't do I'll be there 
I will be around when the others let you down 
I'm still on your side 
Anytime you need help and you can't find nobody else 
I'm still on your side 
  



suggested tags: susanna clark, moulin rouge, left side
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-10T11:10:19-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[aw hell why not?]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/aw_hell_why_not.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>        
Start with 100% and take away 1% for everything on this list that you've done or that has happened to you. 

Start: 100%

Smoked: 99%
Drank alcohol: 98%
Cried when someone died: 97%
Been drunk: 96%
Had sex: -
Been to a concert: 95%
Given a handjob/gotten a handjob:-
Given a blowjob/gotten a blowjob: -
Been verbally sexually harassed: -
Verbally sexually harassed somebody: -
Felt someone up and/or been felt up: 94%
Laughed so hard something came out of your nose: 93%
Cheated on a boyfriend/girlfriend before: 
Been cheated on by a boyfriend/girlfriend:-
Been to prom: 
Cried at school: 92%
Gotten lost in a WalMart or a department store: 91%
Went streaking: 
Given a lap dance: 
Had someone of the opposite sex in your room: 90%
Had someone of the opposite sex sleep over: 89%
Slept over at someone of the opposite sex's house: 88%
Kissed a stranger: 
Hugged a stranger: 87%
Went scuba diving: -
Driven a car: 86%
Gotten an xray: 85%
Hit by a car: 
Had a party: 
Done drugs: 84%
Played strip poker: 
Got paid to strip for someone: -
Ran away from home: -
Broken a bone: 83%
Eaten sushi: 82%
Bought porn: -
Watched porn: 81%
Made porn: -
Had a crush on someone of the same sex: -
Been in love: 
Frenched kissed: 80%
Laughed so hard you cried: 79%
Cried yourself to sleep: 78%
Laughed yourself to sleep: -
Stabbed yourself: -
Shot a gun: 
Trash talked someone and then acted like their best friend the next day: - 77%
Watched TV for 9 consecutive hours: - 76%
Been online for 9 consecutive hours: 75%
Watched an animal die: -
Watched a person die: - 74%
Had sex and/or messed around somewhere with atleast 1 person present: 73%
Pranked somebody: 72%
Put somebody in the hospital: -
Snuck into someone's room and/or your own room after being out: 
Kissed somebody of the same sex: 71%
Dressed "punk": 70%
Dressed "goth": 69%
Dressed "preppy": 68%
Been to a motocross race: -
Avoided somebody: 67%
Been stalked: 
Stalked someone: (... Megan put a random note here for me...?)
Met a celebrity: 66%
Played an instrument: 65%
Ridden a horse: 64%
Cut yourself: 
Bungee jumped: -
Ding dong ditched somebody: -
Been to a wild party: 
Got caught stealing something: - 63%
Kicked a guy in the balls: 62%
Stolen a boyfriend/girlfriend from a friend: 
Went out with your friend's crush: 
Got arrested: -
Been pregnant: -
Babysat: - 61%
Been to another country: 60%
Started your house on fire: -
Had an encounter with a ghost: 
Donated your hair to cancer patients: 
Been asked out by someone that you never though you'd to be asked out by: 59%
Cried over a member of the opposite sex: 58%
Had a boyfriend/girlfriend for over 3 months: 57%
Sat on your ass all day: 56%
Ate a whole carton of ice cream all by yourself: - 55%
Had a job: - 54%
Gotten cut from a sports team: 
Been called a whore: 53%
Danced like a whore: 52%
Been mistaken for a celebrity: -
Been in a car accident: 51%
Been told you have beautiful eyes: 50%
Been told you have beautiful hair: 49%
Raped somebody: -
Danced in the rain: 48%
Been rejected: 47%
Walked out of a restaurant without paying: -
Punched someone/slapped someone in the face: 46%

End: 46%</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-11T10:10:21-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[lemme tell ya'll what it's like being male, middle-class, and white]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/lemme_tell_yall_what_its_like_being_male_middleclass_and_white.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>
It's 10... i got home from play practice like a half hour ago... I should do homework. 

I'm hyper... but I'm in a horrid mood.

Kaitlyn burned me happy cds. They include, Emery, Mae, Dead Poetic, the Chicago soundtrack, a pretty mix, Further Seems Forever, and Guster. I get them tomorrow and I shall be infused with the prettiness that is all this lovely pretty happy musicalness. Yes infused.


suggested tags: happy hour crappin, dead poetic
                             ^whaaaaa?


sham on</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-12T04:10:09-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=94</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>random things make me sad</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-13T10:10:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[you remain - selfless calm and composed]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/you_remain_selfless_calm_and_composed.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'M BORED, YOU'RE BORED, HERE ARE SOME RANDOM QUESTIONS.

ARE YOU CURRENTLY GROUNDED? .... technically... yea I think i am

DO YOU SNORE?: I don't I do

ARE YOU A LOVER OR A FIGHTER?: That depends on you. If I like you, i'll love you... = lover. If I don't like you... psh i'll fight you for all i'm worth behind the school at 3. Except not because I don't fight.

WHAT'S YOUR WORST FEAR?: Not having anyone to spill my guts to. Being totally and utterly closefriendless

AS A KID, WERE YOU A LEGO MANIAC?: Oh my goodness yes!!!!!!

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF "REALITY" TV?: It's anything but reality and I want to kill most of it with a giant TVkilling sporkinator

DO YOU CHEW ON YOUR STRAWS?: Once in a great while I like to just get a straw and chew chew chew.

WERE YOU A CUTE BABY?: Tehee I was adorable until I turned like... 9 

IS THE SINGLE LIFE FOR YOU?: Megan and I were talking about double lives today... but I don't think that's what this question is asking. I dont like relationships

WHAT COLOR IS YOUR KEYBOARD?: grey and "blueberry"

IS BARBIE SEXY?: Barbie is an ugly skanky whore who I don't like much...  

DO YOU SING IN THE SHOWER?: AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS! one time... my mom was out for a walk and i was in the shower and the window was open. She came in... she was like "Geez I could hear you down the block!" I hope she exaggerated.

HAVE YOU EVER BUNGEE JUMPED?: negative

ANY SPECIAL TALENTS?: I'm good at sleeping. And I've been told I have an okay voice... but other people who suck are told that too by the same people... So maybe I suck. Hm

WHAT'S YOUR IDEAL VACATION SPOT?: In his arms... haha not really. At the end of summer beach party! WHAT WHAT!!! Uh I have no clue... I like Peter's porch

IS JAY LENO FUNNY?: I dunno... he's funny looking

CAN YOU SWIM?: like a heavy rock

HAVE YOU SEEN THE MOVE "DONNIE DARKO"?: YESSSSSSSS

ARE YOU A VIRGIN?: mosdizzle

DO YOU GIVE A DAMN ABOUT THE OZONE?: not really... it's too abstract for me. Like I know it's there... but I can't see it... so i can't bring myself to care. Wow I'm a bad person

HOW MANY LICKS DOES IT TAKE TO GET TO THE CENTER OF A TOOSTIE POP?: 52... BILLION

CAN YOU SING THE ALPHABET BACKWARDS?: Probably. It would take some effort

HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON AN AIRPLANE?: nope 

ARE YOU AN ONLY CHILD?: uge... middle child 

DO YOU PREFER ELECTRIC OR MANUAL PENCIL SHARPENERS?: electric

WHAT'S YOUR STAND ON HUNTING?: um... do what you want...

IS MARRIAGE IN YOUR FUTURE?: I hope so

DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?: it's messy

WHAT ARE YOU ALLERGIC TO?: penicillin and amoxicillin... all those cillins 

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAID "I LOVE YOU"?: today sometimes... probably at play practice.

IS TUPAC STILL ALIVE?: dead as a doornail

DO YOU CRY AT WEDDINGS?: yep alll the time... except not

HOW DO YOU LIKE YOUR EGGS?: cheesy and scrambled with ketchup or overeasy on toast

ARE BLONDES DUMB?: some are... but so am i

WHERE DOES THE OTHER SOCK END UP?: in Mark's pants... that's where everything ends up

WHAT TIME IS IT?: 10:09

DO YOU HAVE A NICKNAME?: ha where do I start. I like Isabella, and Suze

IS MCDONALD'S DISGUSTING?: technically yes... tasteistically... FANTASTIC

WHO'S YOUR HERO?: myself... I don't want to have to live up to someone else's greatness

ARE YOU IN LOVE?: no

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WERE IN A CAR?: about an hour ago

DO YOU PREFER BATHS OR SHOWERS?: baths are relaxing... i'm scared of showering

IS SANTA CLAUSE REAL?: I've never believed in Santa Claus... I think that ruined me

DO YOU LIKE TO HAVE YOUR NECK KISSED?: ... yes

ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE DARK?: very much so... I just close my eyes and go to a happy place

WHAT ARE YOU ADDICTED TO?: sleep

CRUNCHY PEANUT BUTTER OR REGULAR?: regular

CAN YOU CRACK YOUR NECK?: sometimes

HAVE YOU EVER RIDDEN IN AN AMBULANCE?: nope

HOW MANY TIMES HAVE YOU BRUSHED YOUR TEETH TODAY?: once

IS DRUG FREE THE WAY TO BE?: probably

ARE YOU A HEAVY SLEEPER?: heavier than... *insert heavy metal band*

WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR EYES?: mud

HOW LOUD DO YOU SNEEZE?: I don't sneeze often... but when i do it's not particularly loud

DO YOU LIKE YOUR LIFE?: I have a great life... but no I don't like it most of the time. I'm just selfish like that

WHAT'S YOUR BEST FRIEND'S NAME?: Floofloobagloo McGloobin... er... Megan

WHO'S BETTER: STONE COLD OR THE ROCK?: they're both fake

ARE YOU PSYCHIC?: NO I'M SUSANNA!

HAVE YOU READ "CATCHER IN THE RYE"?: I should... but no i haven't

DO YOU PLAY ANY INSTRUMENTS?: I can play the piano a little bit. 

CAN YOU SKATEBOARD?: *dies laughing*... no... no i can't

HAVE YOU EVER STOLEN ANYTHING?: mmhm

DO YOU LIKE CAMPING?: Never really been...

ARE YOU HORNY?: not especially

DO YOU SNORT WHEN YOU LAUGH?: haha sometimes

DO YOU BELIEVE IN MAGIC?: no... i watched a "how do they do it" magic thing and I almost cried. Now i'm angry at the industry

ARE DOGS A MAN'S BEST FRIEND?: my doggie was. But then he went to live with a one-legged man in Tioga. It wasn't his fault, my mommy sent him away. His birthday is August 4... the same as larissa's. He's 2.

DO YOU BELIEVE IN DIVORCE?: if it's absolutely necessary...

WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSEPAD?: it's black

CAN YOU DO THE MOONWALK?: not really

ARE YOU A RACIST?: nope

DO YOU MAKE A LOT OF MISTAKES?: yea... yea i do 

IS IT COLD OUTSIDE TODAY?: it is. It's colder in the auditorium and science wing though. Brrrr

DOES SIZE MATTER?: well my pants are too big... and my shirt is to small... and i look like a hobo... so yes

WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?: a kitkat

DO YOU WEAR NAIL POLISH?: usually just on my right hand because I'm left handed... 

HAVE YOU EVER BEEN KISSED?: yep

WHAT'S THE MOST ANNOYING TV COMMERCIAL?:... that's a weird question 

DO YOU SHOP AT AMERICAN EAGLE?: one time... (at band camp)... i went in there with Kaitlyn because she needed some underwear and she got a pair with a seahorse on them. Other than that and seeing if Ned's working which he never was and now he's working at the Gap... I've never really been in there.</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-14T03:10:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=96</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>you know...

when you have a warm thing in contact with your body... like a hand... and then it goes away... you feel cold there.

I hate that feeling.

Especially when it's emotional. 

Like you have a cold spot... inside</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-15T08:10:37-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=97</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Why are we so angry? 
Why aren't most people able to deal with things in a sensible way without violence? 
Why are we so jealous?
Why do we require people to take sides?
Why are we so stubborn?
Why can we only see others' faults?
Why do we live in Pandora's box?
Why can't we escape from passions and evil emotions?

I don't want complacency... I just want harmony.




I'm still on your side
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-17T03:10:45-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=98</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>You are immature
so am i, i know. I'm very childish and stupid quite often.
We're immature in different ways though.
You can't deal with your problems in a mature or reasonable manner.
You ignore the big problem that is right in front of your face.
All the while you get worked up about the petty problems that pick at you like gnats.
Get a fly swatter. An emotional fly swatter. Just brush those little problems away. Brush off your shoulders and deal.
Wait for the big problems... the small ones aren't worth your time, tears, or emotions. They are DEFINITELY not worth the drama you pull up to make yourself feel important.


Am i a hypocrite? I don't care... this is what i see</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-17T06:10:03-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=99</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo

that's all i have to say</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-18T09:10:59-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=100</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I had a really amazingly fantastic day

but now i'm amazingly horribly exhausted

and i left my uniform at school. Not good

I &lt;3 Chris Lambert

that's all</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-19T04:10:37-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=101</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>somebody stole my bag (and uniform) and i'm very sad now. Mainly because i want my good pants and my longsleeved shirt back... but also because i love that bag. Damn you

Other than that I had a great day.


i was greatly amused when i found this in caitlin's livejournal

<center><table border="0" style="border: 1px black solid; width: 90%"><tr><th><a href="http://www.corknut.org/toys/trickortreat/">My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul</a></th></tr><tr><td style="border-bottom: 1px black dotted">bawdylilmonkey goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as the green fairy.</td></tr><tr><td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"><a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/cut_m3_op3n">cut_m3_op3n</a> tricks you! You get an eraser.</td></tr><tr><td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"><a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/erriiiccccaaaaa">erriiiccccaaaaa</a> tricks you! You get a 3.5-inch floppy disc.</td></tr><tr><td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"><a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/janiekat/">janiekat</a> gives you 17 red lime-flavoured jawbreakers.</td></tr><tr><td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"><a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/jumpingcontessa/">jumpingcontessa</a> tricks you! You lose 13 pieces of candy!</td></tr><tr><td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"><a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/meggggie/">meggggie</a> gives you 1 light green vanilla-flavoured pieces of chewing gum.</td></tr><tr><td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"><a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/prophettoinsane/">prophettoinsane</a> tricks you! You get a rock.</td></tr><tr><td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"><a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/space_station_5/">space_station_5</a> gives you 10 red-orange raspberry-flavoured wafers.</td></tr><tr><td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"><a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/splintercat/">splintercat</a> gives you 3 yellow blueberry-flavoured nuggets.</td></tr><tr><td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"><a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/tylenolisnasty/">tylenolisnasty</a> gives you 1 light green grapefruit-flavoured gummy worms.</td></tr><tr><td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"><a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/yalwannasingle/">yalwannasingle</a> tricks you! You get a broken balloon.</td></tr><tr><td style="border-bottom: 1px black dotted">bawdylilmonkey ends up with 19 pieces of candy, an eraser, a 3.5-inch floppy disc, a rock, and a broken balloon.</td></tr><tr><td style="text-align: center">Go trick-or-treating! Username: </td></tr><tr><td style="font-size: xx-small; text-align: center">Another fun meme brought to you by <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/rfreebern/"><b>rfreebern</b></a>.</td></tr></table></center></p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-19T09:10:42-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=102</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>hands in pants on face

wanna cookie?</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <category><![CDATA[music]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[food]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[funstuff]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[notre dame]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[katrina relief]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-20T11:10:34-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=103</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So Sunday... everyone should come to Notre Dame High School at 5

Wanna know why?

I'll tell you

From 5-8 on Sunday October 23, there's going to be a concert. Yes I said a concert. This is for Katrina Relief so it's for a damn good cause. For Every Hour (formerly Subject To Change), Misocainea, and Darker Shade of Grey will be performing. Chris informs me that there will also be a bake sale and pizza and drink and stuff for sale. It's $5.00 at the door. Remember it's for a fantastic cause.

SO... where are you going to be on Sunday at 5? That's right, in the Notre Dame cafeteria helping with Katrina relief, eating yummy food, and supporting "your local rock scene."

I'll be fun.</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-22T07:10:04-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=104</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>i'm a wittol tea pot short and stout

here is my handle here is my spout

when i get all steamed up, i just shout

tip me over and pour me out



i know what you're all thinking...but i really am a little teapot, if you touch my belly button, tea will come out of my ankle....and it's damn good tea.



and this is really suze...only not really unless if by suze you mean kaitlyn
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <category><![CDATA[fake people]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-23T08:10:43-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[we'll find out what happens when people stop being nice and start being real]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/well_find_out_what_happens_when_people_stop_being_nice_and_start_being_real.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>so it's supposed to be a bad thing to be fake. 
However... when someone breaks the mold and is all real and tells the truth... they get shit for it.
Yet the people who are fake and desperate for attention are loved by all. 
The really funny thing is when the fake people are talked about behind their back. And then... someone pulls the stuff out in the open... the stuff everyone has been talking about... and the fake person hears about it. Even though everyone knows that the stuff is true, they rush to the defense of the fake person. The person everyone dislikes but everyone pretends to like. I don't understand why everyone has to be so fake about that stuff.
So something I've been getting shit and dirty looks for: I don't happen to like Ginny. I happen to know a lot of people who don't. I'll apologize for one thing: Ginny you don't have a horrible voice. However, you're nowhere near as good as you think you are. I know i'm not very good either so don't call me a hypocrite. I'm sorry I said you suck. Other than that, I apologize for nothing.
I'd rather know that everyone hates me and that they're talking about me than have a whole bunch of "friends" who are talking about me behind my back constantly.

I'm gonna stop being happy. There are like expectations when you're happy. Like when you're sad for just a minute or you just don't look happy... everyone's all over you saying "what's wrong what's wrong." I'M ALLOWED TO FROWN! LEAVE ME ALONE!










so yea... the hurricane relief concert was tonight.
It was really fun. All the bands were great. Misocainea didn't have a singer... other than that they're great and I love them. Mary sang I Believe In A Thing Called Love with them... that was awesome... snaps for Mary *snap snap*
I'm in love with Your Current Situation and I can't wait for the For Every Hour cd.

Now i'm home all alone and it's dark and I'm listening to Take Take Take by the White Stripes. My background is Meg White in a red and white spiral playing the drums. It makes me really happy. Oooo now it's The Nurse. Good song. 

Uh yea so I guess I should study Chem and read the paper. *sigh*





looks like the cavalry's comin'</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-24T06:10:10-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=107</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>        
According to the cowardly "mystery person" in my livejournal, apparently I'm a "Jesus freak" (what in the world is that?), fat with an absolutely ginormus rear, flatchested, ugly, dirty, lesbian, prude, penniless, bitch with disgusting hair who needs to get meningitis and have a slow painful death. 
 
see this is what i was looking for when i asked for adjectives that described me. This is good stuff</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-25T09:10:44-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=108</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>guess what?

TOMORROW'S MONICA'S 16TH BIRTHDAY!!!!!

I really love Monica. 
She's just the sweetest lil thang you ever will meet. 
Not only is she among the kindest people I know but she's adorable too. 
She's always there for you no matter what. 
I totally love you Monica... 

Happy Birthday</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-26T06:10:59-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=109</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Happy Birthday Monica :-*


-----------------------------------------
do you know who your real friends are? 
If you do you're lucky</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-27T09:10:35-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I hope you had the time of your life]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/i_hope_you_had_the_time_of_your_life.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Elves are tall. Elves are not short. Therefore... I'm not an elf.


 Remembering, everything, 
 about my world and when you came.
 Wondering, the change you’d bring, 
 means nothing else would be the same.
 Did you know, what you were doing, did you know.
 Did you know how you would move me well, 
 I don’t really think so.
 but the night came down and swept us away.
 and the stars they seemed, 
 to paint the most elaborate scene to date.
 

Today sucked. I failed a chem quiz. Among other things, that sucked. Justin got a homerun in matball today... that was simply exciting... but not much excitement. After school I went with Megan to her grandma's house. We went to curves and i watched old women exercise. It was tres amusing. Then we ate pizza and wings and went to play practice. Twas short today. My dad's out of town and my mom was working so Jon gave me a ride home. Fun time let me tell you.


 How could we know? that song, this show,
 we'd learn so much about ourselves.
 From Toledo, to Tokyo,
 the words were scribed on every page,
 and now there’s books up on our shelves.
 Did you know how you would move us, did you know?
 When the lights first came upon us, 
 and we saw The Everglow.
 and the moment's magic swept us away.
 and the young mans dream was almost seen so plain.
 

Flashback: Mr. Cain/Dean's class last year... we had to write that essay with poetry interspersed throughout. I liked that one. I did Maya Angelou with Still I Rise. Good poem. Fun to identify with. I think I'll post it soon. But not in this one. In this one I'm interspersing Mae. Yay for Mae. I'm hooked on The Everglow.


 When was the night 
 that showed us the sign?
 Revealed in the sky, to leave all behind. 
 But where to begin? throwing caution to the wind,
 We reached for the stars, everything was now ours.
 

*whistle* I don't think I like how i'm doing this entry. Oh well. I'm getting a job. I got my working papers today. I was disappointed that it's just a wee card. It's not even one singular paper. It's a card. Misnomer much? I need to get my license. I can't spell that word... I think i actually got it right there... license. I'm not sure and I'm too lazy to look it up. It wouldn't be hard... just a few clicks. Blah. Ahhh i spelled dictionary wrong. BUT I GOT LICENSE RIGHT! yay for me. I have a whole bunch of homework to do. And I think I don't have my free tomorrow because I have to go talk to Ms. Wilson. Ohhhhh well. 


 Did you know how you would move me, did you know?
 Did you know how you would move me?
 well, I don’t even think so.
 but the moment's magic swept us away.
 and it’s so close, but we’re so far away.
 It’s so close, but we’re so far away.
 
 





how many licks?</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-29T03:10:36-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[sometimes i fuck up and say these things out loud]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/sometimes_i_fuck_up_and_say_these_things_out_loud.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>sha-na-na

Wow so last night was a fun time. After school, Megan and I rode on the bus with Monica. Megan got felt up by a 5 yr old ECA kid. So then we got to Moni's and set up and stuff for her partyyy. Everybody was all dressed up and adorable and we drank tea and ate pastry and it was good stuff. Blah blah blah fun fun fun. Then everyone left except me, megan, sarah... and monica... but duh. We watched that yaya movie... during which Monica fell asleep. The remaining 3 traipsed off downstairs so we wouldn't wake her up, and chizzled. We stayed up til like... 5. We all got up at 10ish, watched Moulin Rouge, and then broke out the cameras. Yea... we filled up a digital camera, and 2 disposables. I just got home and I have... whorish makeup and a side ponytail. We are soooooo cool.

Some girls are simply... ugh. Why do some feel the need to demand boyfriends to give them THINGS in order to show their love or whatever? 

Open House and play practice tomorrow... I won't get home til 5 and god knows i won't get much sleep between now and then. I guess I should do homework now.

Shoobie doobie</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-11-01T09:11:40-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=112</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>rama lama ding dong

just got back from play practice... we have 2 and a half weeks until the play... that's not good.
Before play practice, Katie, Ginny, Megan, Ryan, and Bush were sitting outside the auditorium and Megan was making a story out of everything we were doing... and of course everything we were doing was "sexual." Yay for chasing Katie's balls and being wet with the hose and loving Bush. Huzzah.

I start work tomorrow. Haha I'm kind of nervous and now that I think about it... I really don't want a job.

Eh I have nothing else to say.




how many purple sparkle ponies are in your corral?</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-11-02T05:11:09-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=113</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>
Today was kinda funky in a bad way. Eh. Last period my pants decided to break. Damn pants. Then I went to work (with broken pants) at IMAST (internal medicine associates of the southern teir or something like that...)... next to St. Joes. &lt;-- answer to Morgan's question. It's boring... I get a stack of papers and I get to put them in files. Endless files on these huge shelves. The shelves are on a track and you can move the rows of shelves. People move them while you're in between the rows and I must say that has to be one of the most frightening experiences of my life.


How many people lied to you today?</p>
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  <author>bawdylilmonkey</author>
  <dc:date>2005-11-02T05:11:19-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/?entry=114</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Post the following:
1. one secret
2. one lie.
3. one truth.
4. one pet peeve.
5. one passion.
6. one great thing


1. i haven't vacuumed my room in 8 months
2. My face is about to be attacked by a bear. Only thing is... that's not a lie... is "attacked by a bear" means the same thing as "explode from a gigantic zit in the same spot where i got 'attacked by a bear' once"
3. Ben Folds was at Elmira College on Monday night
4. I didn't get to go. My parents think I'm too young for concerts. Grrr
5. singing... and making little curlicues and stuff all over all available paper
6. ready? I'm gonna be cliche: "the greatest thing is just to love and be loved in return." No actually... one great thing... PIZZA</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-05T12:11:45-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Once upon a time...

I think I'm getting sick. I feel really icky and if I got Megan sick from my water... i'm sorry.

I figured out today that i have an 82ish in Chem. Well, less than 82 because i had a homework or 2 in late. I got a 67 on my last test. Whoopdidoo. History and Government... I have no hope for that grade for this marking period. I got 69 and 79 on my tests. And how much you wanna bet he gives me a C on class participation. I participate... don't I? 

Mrs. Galvin snapped at me for saying "we are listening" when she told us to listen. I was taken aback but I understand now. Chris got his hair cut. Everybody go awwwww. Justin got his hair cut too. Bunnell. 

I guess I'm in a Strokes mood. I wish I had their cds on hand. Nina has them at school. At least I have them on the computer. What shall my playlist be tonight? I think I'll listen to Guster, Cake (Comfort Eagle), The Beatles (Abbey Road forever), and 2 random whatevers. Maybe sum 41. But not Chuck. I'm not in a Chuck mood. I don't know what I'm in the mood for actually... whatever. Right now i'm listening to Soma by the Strokes. I love this song. Soma's a drug... did you know that? I didn't. Oooooh Hard to Explain. Fantastic song. AWAY MESSAGE!

I went to the mall with Megan and Morgan (until Connor got there) tonight. Morgan and I played air hockey and watched funky people with mad dance dance revolution skills show off their skills. Our jaws were on the floor. And by our I mean my. Megan and I had our first heart to heart in forever. Made me happy. Well... not happy. Because truthfully I don't think heart to hearts generally make me happy because often they're sad. However, it was happy because we haven't talked in a long time. A lloooong time. Haha you could say that "yooong" if you really wanted to. 

I wrote a story today. It was pretty and descriptful in the beginning and then it got stupid and annoying so I removed it from my sight. By that I mean that it's in my assignment pad frolicking with all the other random stuff that's in there. Y'know... pictures, notes, the little paper that I wrote down who's in my lunches on because I'm silly like that... random little stuff. Frolicking dammit.

Dustin randomly immed me the other day. Wednesday. That's all.

Aw this got long and rambly. I'm sorry.

The End</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-06T08:11:28-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[The world is ending don't you even know?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Hullo
I have nothing to say so I don't really know why I'm doing this. Does anyone want to tell me how to put pictures on here?
Justin proposed to me today at play practice. Tehee. Doopie doopie doo. I'm marrying Juuuuuustin.

I don't feel like a junior. I don't look like one either. I feel like I'm in 8th grade, not like I'm gonna graduate next year. It doesn't seem possible that the time went that fast. In a year and 5 months I'll be saying goodbye to all these people who I've cried with, laughed with, hated, loved, fought with, screamed at, wanted to knife in the head... all these people who we've learned to deal with for 4 years. In 6 months all the seniors are leaving. Some of them are the most awesome people I've ever known. It'll suck saying goodbye. I know it's not for a while and our graduation is so far away... but these 2 and a quarter years have gone so fast... we only have a year and 3 quarters left. *shrug* Most people are so eager to get out of school and whatnot. I love school though. Probably mostly because I have nothing to compare it to and it's the only thing I've had and I'm not ready to leave anytime in the somewhat near future. Whatever... it's sad. 
Then there's thinking about how we'll be remembered. Will we be remembered as the one with the perfect hair? The one who made a difference? The one who put everyone down? The ugly one? The quiet one? The peppy one? The burnout? The rebel? The goody2shoes? The obnoxious one? The one with the great voice? The prima donna? The book worm? The redhead? That stupid blonde no one could stand? The kickass musician? The homecoming-game-winning running back? How will we be remembered?

I miss Futurama. I just said "whaaaaaa" and I thought of the doctor who's name I sadly cannot remember
I just tried to look up his name and my server froze and I almost cried. Thankfully though... it saved my entry. Huzzah.
FARNSWORTH!!!!!
yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay

This week... 
I have play practice tomorrow, 
nothing on tuesday, 
work on Wednesday til 5, 
play practice thursday and Kait's house after practice overnight, 
Dad'll pick me up at 9:30 on Friday and get me to work by 10 til 4... 
and that's my week. 












Mistakes we Knew we were making - Mae

 we made plans to be unbreakable,
 love was all we knew.
 no insurance for the unthinkable,
 blindly get us through.
 we've been searching for a lifetime,
 short as it may seem.
 riding on the fumes that spark us,
 while igniting dreams.
 mistakes we knew we were making.
 mistakes we knew we were making.
 mistakes we knew we were making.
 don't think about chances we're taking,
 mistakes we knew...
 do da na na na..
 do da na na na..
 driving in the rain to the hospital,
 quiet makes it intense,
 what at once seemed as the impossible,
 now makes perfect sense.
 we held hands to face the uncomfortable cold,
 and lonely room.
 magazines and empty distractions
 barely got us through.
 mistakes we knew we were making.
 mistakes we knew we were making.
 mistakes we knew we were making.
 don't think about chances we're taking,
 mistakes we knew...
 do da na na na..
 do da na na na..
 and when we try to think of the life inside,
 we found ourselves looking at the world through new eyes.
 what can now be said?
 oh, little one on the other side.
 dance until the band stops playing,
 sing with all your might.
 mistakes we knew we were making.
 mistakes we knew we were making.
 mistakes we knew we were making.
 don't think about chances we're taking,
 don't think about rules we were breaking.
 mistakes we knew...
 the list goes on and on.
 the list goes on and on.







How will you be remembered?</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-07T09:11:31-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I love this song... but I'm not sure what it's about. I'm pretty sure at least part of it is about drugs... *shrug*

 Safe in my garden,
 An ancient flower blooms.
 And the scent from its nature
 Slowly squares my room;
 And its perfume being such
 that it's causing me to swoon.
 Could it be we were hot-wired
 Late one night while very tired?
 They stole our minds and thought we'd never know it.
 With a bottle in each hand; too late to try to understand.
 We don't care where it lands - we just throw it.
 
 Somebody take us away...
 Somebody take us away...
 
 Safe in my garden,
  An ancient flower blooms.
  And the scent from its nature
  Slowly squares my room.
 (Somebody take us away...)
 And it's perfume being such
 That it's causing me to swoon.
 
 When you go out in the street, 
 So many hassles with the heat;
 No one there can fill your desire. 
 Cops out with the megaphones,
 Telling people stay inside their home.
 Man, can't they see the world's on fire?
 
 Somebody take us away...take us away...
 Take us away...take us away...
        
   





I have that damn ponytails and poodlecuts song stuck in my head.  :-(</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-09T11:11:37-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I can't stand Mr. Cain. Yea he's amusing sometimes... but I can't stand that he's so damn stubborn, thinks everyone was in his class last year and therefore knows everything he's taught. He shoves his damn political views down our throats while at the same time telling us to think for ourselves. We HAVE to see things his way. This blasted question we have to answer tomorrow shows that. I mean yea... so he's preaching these views to people who for the most part share his views. I personally do not and I do not appreciate him or anyone else in that fucking school telling me how wrong my political views are. I can't stand it. Yes I deal with it the wrong way. I get angry and don't get informed and armed with a purposeful rebuttal but I really don't enjoy at least once a day having my views kicked into the corner and almost everyone around me agreeing. I also don't appreciate being forced to go to those masses that are a mockery of what it used to be. That and our "campus minister" calling herself Cathlic while not only practicing, but teaching pagan rituals to students. What the hell is that?

I'm done now. This is all the ranting I will do about our school. Aside from that... yay Notre Dame.</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-09T11:11:46-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>i take it back...

i HATE him</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-09T11:11:38-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>So I'm emotional and I don't think things through. Big whoop. 
My parents won't listen to me. I went off about school and Mr Cain to my mom and she's all like "you're being emotional and you can't back anything up." She knows what mr. cain is like... she won't listen to me at all and then accuses me of not listening to her after this whole long thing. My dad's just impossible to talk to period.
They get so excited about my life. More excited than I get. "AWWW SUSANNA'S GOING TO HIGH SCHOOL GUSH GUSH" "OH MY GOD SUSANNA'S IN THE PLAY GUSH GUSH GUSH" "WOW SUSANNA GOT A JOB HURRAH YAY exultations 1000000x" But the things that matter... the things I actually want to talk to them about... they won't listen to me. Then they get mad at me because I don't talk to them. WONDER WHY?

My day sucked and I'm in a bad mood. Did you notice?I really wish I could just scream a huge long list of profanities right now. I can't... I just really wish I could. I'm in such a fucking bad mood. 

Haha I hate when people gush about how angry they are. :-)

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-13T12:11:56-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[A ticket costs only your mind]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>What are dreams? Are they omens? Metaphors? The complete opposite of what they seem? Are we supposed to get some deep psychological message from them or just go "that was weird" and roll over?

Phew I had nothing to say but some huge urge to update...
I like... no love... Weezer with an undying passion. At this exact moment I'm listening to Buddy Holly and being in love so I'm putting it in here. The beginning of We Are All On Drugs reminds me of Andy, You're A Star by The Killers... but just the very beginning. Yea... random. Did you know Rivers Cuomo moved out of his huge house into a tiny apartment because he realized the futility of all the crap he had to get to fill up his huge house. Also he's moving from L.A. to Boston. 5 hours away. Tehee. I want to shake his hand. And hug him. He's amazing. That's all.

                  

What's with these homies dissin' my girl
Why do they gotta front
What did we ever do to these guys
That made them so violent

                  

Woo-hoo, but you know I'm yours
Woo-hoo, and I know you're mine
Woo-hoo, and that's for all of time
Wo-wee-oo I look just like Buddy Holly
Oh-oh, and you're Mary Tyler Moore
I don't care what they say about us anyway
I don't care 'bout that

Don't you ever fear, I'm always near
I know that you need help
Your tongue is twisted, your eyes are slit
You need a guardian
                  
Bang! Bang a knock on the door
Another big bang and you're down on the floor
Oh no! What do we do
Don't look now but I lost my shoe
I can't run and I can't kick
What's a matter babe are you feelin' sick
What's a matter, what's a matter, what's a matter you?
What's a matter babe, are you feelin' blue? Oh-oh!
And that's for all of time













Are you on drugs? We really are all on drugs. It doesn't have to be meth or coke or pot or alcohol or cigarettes...
Are you addicted to something? A person, a show, a game, a food, a song... 
I want to confiscate your drugs</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-13T12:11:23-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>oh yea duh

i got my report card and i actually did pretty damn good.
History    84 (not good but way better than i expected)
Chem      81 (ditto)
English    93 (coulda been a lot better)
Chorus  100 (no surprise)
Spanish 100 (Actually kinda surprised. Thank God she dropped that 20)
PE           90 (not bad for not participating)
Death and Dying  93... why a 93? because she's stupid and the class is stupid and i don't care


So overall 91 and high honors. Very very pleased. 
Dad got me chocolate. 2 chocolate bars. One for the report card... one for pms. Yay
</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-15T09:11:34-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>my dad just got mad at me because i told mr alderfer that he could call him "mister"... whatever


So ya'll should come see the play Friday or Saturday.
Yea so it's not very good... but you'll enjoy it I swear!
$6 for students $8 for adults
Time and Time Again in the Notre Dame auditorium
8 PM friday and saturday nights

really... you should come...</p>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>SOYLANT GREEN IS PEOPLE!!!</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-21T07:11:54-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>The play was this weekend... last weekend... whatever. It was stupid and offkey but all in all pretty good.
I was sleeping yesterday and Dustin randomly called me. Then today Josh gave me a hug. I'm getting unnerved.
First hockey game today :-) We won 5-1. Yeaaaa ND.
I definitely had something else to say but I have no clue now. I have to clean the pigsty I like to call my room. Family's coming and my uncle is apparently sleeping in my room. Now I have to write my english paper about the tone of the Declaration of Independence vs. the tone of the Speech in the Virginia Convention. Due tomorrow... 2nd to last period. I feel like crap and I really just wanna go to bed. I think my chem test went pretty well but now I've probably jinxed myself. I've never gotten above an 84. DOC got in the 90s. Impossible.

I hate Thanksgiving. 





current music: You Owe Me An IOU - Hot Hot Heat</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-26T04:11:19-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Let's see... just about nothing's happened since Monday.
I worked Wednesday and finally got my pictures. I want to know how to get pictures on here... but til then I guess I'll make a webshots. So when I got home from work my Aunt Rosie, Uncle Jim, and Jonny and Elizabeth were here. We chizzled, ate Thursday of course, and yesterday we went to see Chicken Little. Cute... but silly. So they left today and I went to sit on Anthony and Anysia for a bit. They're such good kids I absolutely adore them. I just feigned illness and came home from choir rehearsal. I've got church in 45 minutes. I wanted to go out tonight/tomorrow but of course I can't. :\ I'm bored and lonely. 

Hey Megan remember... he's scum.




*Insert Soul Meets Body video by Deathcab for Cutie*











Wash your dirty mouth</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-28T05:11:45-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[home of the brave and of the weak]]></title>
  <link>http://bawdylilmonkey.mindsay.com/home_of_the_brave_and_of_the_weak.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I feel icky. 

I'm getting closer to someone who means a lot to me and I'm really happy about that. I'm getting farther and farther away from others who also mean alot to me. Maybe that's a good thing in some cases... I just wish it wouldn't happen.

Rufus Wainwright is amazing. He like... he takes my soul in his hands and flies with it to the highest heights and I float there feeling amazing and so relaxed and a little breathless. Kind of like I felt on Pike's Peak minus the nausea. I love  Rufus Wainwright. Right now I'm listening to The Consort... a beautiful song. Ooh and now Rebel Prince. I love him. If you haven't heard him download him now.

Today was good. Well... goodish. I got the Breath of Heaven solo in chorus. It's cool I got a solo but I'm nervous and I hate that solo. Oh well. Other people were sad and other people were stupid and my back and legs hurt like woah. Then I went to work and an old guy with gross teeth hit on me and I almost fell down the stairs. Yea I'm talented. 



There I was in uniform
Looking at the art teacher
I was just a girl then
But never have i loved since then 
He was not that much older than I was
He had taken our class to the Metropolitan Museum
He asked us what our favorite work of art was and 
Never could I tell him it was him
Never could I tell him, Oh I wish I could have told him
I looked at the Rubers and Rembrandts
I liked the John Singer Sargents
He told me he liked Turner
Never have I turned since then 
No never have i turned to any other man

All this having been said 
I married an executive company head
All this having been done
A Turner, I own one
Here I am in this uniformish pantsuit sortofthing
Thinking of the art teacher
I was just a girl then but never have I loved since then
No never have I loved any other man

     -The Art Teacher, Rufus



crucify this unholy notion of the mythic power of love</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-11-29T10:11:19-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>

It's a pity how selfcentered people can get. It gets to be "me, me, me" and the person's way is gotten even if it's the brattiest little thing like refusing to dance with someone quite decent. Oops I let a personal detail slip. :-x But really what the hell is that all about?

What happened today... people poured ketchup on their heads, Rachael was really really hyper, Michelle got some alone time with Edmund, i broke out like woah, I found out that I suck worse than I thought at that stupid solo.
In Trig, I turned to ask Anna if she did her chem and right when i turned around she said "oh god i left all my chem stuff at home!" Shocked and amazed me. We're on the same brainwave she and i... maybe.


music: good old-fashioned lover boy - queen

I can dim the lights and sing you songs full of sad things
We can do the tango just for two
I can serenade and gently play on your heart strings
Be your valentino just for you

Ooh love - ooh loverboy
What’re you doin’ tonight, hey boy -
Set my alarm, turn on my charm
That’s because I’m a good old-fashioned loverboy

Ooh let me feel your heartbeat (grow faster, faster)
Ooh ooh can you feel my love heat?
Come on and sit on my hot-seat of love
And tell me how do you feel right after-all
I’d like for you and I to go romancing

Say the word - your wish is my command
Ooh love - ooh loverboy
What’re you doin’ tonight, hey boy
Write my letter
Feel much better
I’ll use my fancy patter on the telephone
When I’m not with you
I think of you always
I miss you -
(I miss those long hot summer nights)
When I’m not with you
Think of me always
I love you - love you

Hey boy where do you get it from
Hey boy where did you go? 
I learned my passion in the good old fashioned school of loverboys-
Dining at the ritz we’ll meet at nine precisely
I will pay the bill, you taste the wine
Driving back in style, in my saloon will do quite nicely
Just take me back to yours that will be fine (come on and get it)

Ooh love, ooh loverboy
What’re you doin’ tonight, hey boy -
Everything’s all right
Just hold on tight -
That’s because I’m a good old fashioned loverboy</p>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-20T12:01:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Teacher thinks that I sound funny but she likes the way you sing...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p align="left"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif">wow finally. My computer hasn't let me make an entry for like... forever. So now I've finally remembered to do it at school. Yaaaaay study hall. Exams are next week... therefore this week is the worst EVER. </font> </p>  <p align="left"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif"></font>&nbsp; </p>  <p align="left"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif"></font>&nbsp; </p>  <p align="left"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif">Virginia's back... </font> </p>  <p align="left"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif"></font>&nbsp; </p>  <p align="left"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif"></font>&nbsp; </p>  <p align="left"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif">Anyway... just wanted to post because it was kind of annoying me that my last entry was months ago and I haven't been able to change that. Stupid stupid computer</font> </p>  <p align="left"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif"></font>&nbsp; </p>  <p align="left"><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif"></font>&nbsp; </p>  <p align="left">&nbsp; </p></p>
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