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  <title>redheaded stepchild</title>
  <subtitle>::Audrey::</subtitle>
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    <name>::Audrey::</name>
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  <updated>2006-01-12T19:17:48Z</updated>
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    <title>alicerain17 @ 2006-01-10T03:14:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-10T10:06:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-12T19:17:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fiona Apple - o sailor</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/alicerain85/AudPics/bigtree.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/alicerain85/AudPics/liltree.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both of these were 3 feet wide and a little over 4 feet tall. i lost so much sleep on these things. i only had a week to do them and then i started later than i really should have ( i'm a smart one, i know). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>alicerain17 @ 2005-12-20T17:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-20T23:43:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-20T23:43:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">lately i feel like my teen angst has hit me later than it was supposed to</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:alicerain17:30061</id>
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    <title>first day i'm back</title>
    <published>2005-12-18T07:26:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-18T07:26:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so yeeah, apparently my parents found my myspace account...and i think i'm going to throw up.&lt;br /&gt;they sat me down to talk to me about it and everything. it wasnt really what was on my account that was the big deal but mainly what was on spencer's. he decided to mention how we took mushrooms one time and i'm sure there were some other things on his site. i couldnt make myself look at his account again to see what my parents saw. The talk with them really wasnt as bad as i would have imagined it, but now my mom is acting super EXTRA nice to me. i guess to show that she still loves me...i guess...I really dont know, but i DO know its kind of freaking me out and i feel really uncomfortable in my own home now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uuugh, i knew coming home was going to suck, but i didnt know how much</content>
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    <title>It ain't nothing like Xmas in the ghetto, holla back</title>
    <published>2005-12-14T18:22:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-14T18:24:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>John Lennon -  so this is christmas</lj:music>
    <content type="html">we're too cheap to get an actual christams tree, so heres our Christmas rosemary plant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/alicerain85/IMG_2139l.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;</content>
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    <title>alicerain17 @ 2005-12-09T00:39:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-09T06:52:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-09T06:52:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">because of ice and "snow" classes were cancelled yesterday and today. &lt;br /&gt;which means I had 2 extra days on my projects for drawing and design&lt;br /&gt;which means life is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what i love about texas, when it gets a little colder than usual everyone freaks out and everything stops....&lt;br /&gt;I guess i shouldnt be talking though, i came close to hitting a couple of cars while sliding arround in mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;anyways&lt;/i&gt;, point is, no school makes Audrey happy</content>
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    <title>alicerain17 @ 2005-11-16T17:36:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-16T23:41:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-16T23:41:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Teeth - wake</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well today was kind of a sad &lt;br /&gt;I go into my art history class like usual and sit down and I notice that there is only one TA (we usually have four) and my professor isn't getting ready for the class or anything. I thought it looked kind of odd but I didn't really think much of it. &lt;br /&gt;anyways, when it was time to start class my professor announces that one of our TAs died last night and that class was canceled. You could tell she was trying really hard not to break down and start crying. It was so sad. I didn't know him personally but he seemed like just a genuinely good guy...but yeah I don't know how our class is going to be after this.&lt;br /&gt;and if that wasn't weird enough, I go into my design lecture class (its after art history) and the TA in there announces that one of the students in our lecture class has died (it wasn't the same person)&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, it was a pretty weird day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, i'm probably going to get a job at this local coffee shop. i'm training tonight at 6. &lt;br /&gt;wish me luck. lets hope its not a repeat of cafe lago.</content>
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    <title>car troubles</title>
    <published>2005-10-10T21:49:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-10T21:49:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Mekons - do i know you?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">once again i am without a car. probably for another week or so. this time it decided to break down in the middle of Carrol  (a pretty busy street in denton) at rush hour. and of course knowing me and my bad luck i just happened to forget my phone that day, i usually NEVER forget my phone. &lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i'm sitting there in the middle of carrol contemplating on what to do, i'm just about to get out of the car and leave it there to go look for a phone when finally two sets of people come and help me. we get it out of the way and everything and figure out that its not the battery and that i'm going to have to leave it there. and since i dont have my phone i dont have any numbers for anyone to come give me a ride, so i end up having to get a ride from this redneck guy i didnt even know. i was really uneasy about it but i didnt really have any other choice.&lt;br /&gt;    so we get in the car and he moves his cowboy hat and six pack out of the way so i can sit, i get in the car and theres all this trash and gross stuff in it. one thing that was really gross was this plastic cup with what looked like tobacco spit in it with bottle caps floating around. uuuugh it was disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;Shane (the guy): "yeah sorry, I never clean out my car, harhar"&lt;br /&gt;me: "oh yeah, heh..."&lt;br /&gt;then i look over at him and see he's drinking a beer while driving&lt;br /&gt;shane: "i always like to have a couple o beers before work, ya know"&lt;br /&gt;me: "ah yeah....thats...cool" &lt;br /&gt;shane: "uh yeah, ya want one?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "no, no i'm good...."&lt;br /&gt;i'm just cringing the whole time thinking how stupid i was getting in a car with this guy alone. &lt;br /&gt;but it ended up working out ok, he started talking about his grout company and how it got started and everything, so now i know everything about Groutmasters! i even got a card "for all my tile and grout needs"&lt;br /&gt;it was kind of weird when he dropped me off though, he asked if i wanted to get something to eat with him since i hadnt eaten dinner yet. by that time i just felt like going home, taking a bottle of hydrocodine and passing out...so i had to decline</content>
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    <title>its one of those days</title>
    <published>2005-09-27T04:33:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-27T04:33:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dave Brubeck - take five</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i think i'm about to reach my breaking point. it just seems like everything is starting to come down on me. &lt;br /&gt;and its weird, i didnt even think anything was bothering me, it all just kind of snuck up.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:alicerain17:28532</id>
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    <title>alicerain17 @ 2005-09-16T00:00:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-16T05:24:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-16T05:24:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Roy Orbison - in dreams</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yay, i have internet again! its probably going to go off again soon so i better make good use of it. the charter people have to come out and look at it at about 8am monday, bleh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, schools going pretty good i guess. my studio classes are already having me stay up all night, but i just finished a project for design so its not so bad at the moment. now i'm just tired. so very very tired....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my 20th birthday is on Saturday!!...just thought i'd throw that out there in case anyone wanted to send me any extravagant gifts...or money even, i'd accept either one  (jk). &lt;br /&gt;i wanted to do something like throw a party but everyones been so busy with school (including me) organizing a party is the last thing i want to do right now. i didnt even realize my birthday was coming up until about sunday.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the days when i was little and i would count down the months before my birthday. i was always so excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh,  i was going to write more but i'm about to pass out and i still have to read a short story for english. i keep puting it off. and thats not good. and yeah</content>
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    <title>alicerain17 @ 2005-08-21T22:44:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-22T05:16:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-22T05:16:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Yeah Yeah Yeahs - modern romance</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well i'm in my new apartment and have everything pretty much set up. i moved in about a week ago and love it. everything worked out and we got a great deal. the cable people came today and we just got our nice new couch so now i'm especially happy. so yeah... this is the first day in a little over a week that i've been online or watched any kind of tv. thats a new record for me, heheh. I got a lot done though. i also did a lot of cleaning that wasnt even really that necessary. it sucks when you have absolutely NOTHING to do, but now i have everything i need so i'm content. :) the only thing i was disappointed in was that we dont get HBO which meant that i couldnt watch the series finale of six feet under. :( i'm so bummed that that show is going off the air. that was the only good show that was left that i watched. aww well....&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;i&gt;anyways&lt;/i&gt; i'll post pictures up of my apartment when i get my camera cord thing back&lt;br /&gt;its weird being back on campus again. today was the first day they opened the dorms so everyone was moving in. i helped Tatyana move in and realized how much i dont want to EVER live in a dorm again. its nice having my own room. but yeah, her russian dad and uncle came to move her in too. i love her family. theyre so funny. and then my parents and my grandmother came into town and we went out to eat to kind of celebrate mimi's (my grandmother) birthday. after they left i felt kind of homesick for the first time ever. i think i just realized that this is it. i'm never going to live at home again. and thats weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* one more week of summer vacation</content>
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    <title>I knew it!</title>
    <published>2005-08-04T01:49:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-04T22:33:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Elbow - picky bugger</lj:music>
    <content type="html">weeell as i had suspected all summer, today i caught my dad smoking in the backyard. he got rid of it really quick and tried to play it off but the smell and his nervousness gave him away....i didnt say anything. i just kind of pretended i didnt see. it was a little akward because i didnt really know what to do or how to act. i had a good laugh afterwards though. but yeah, he has to know that i know now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if i should confront him or not. i figure i'm moving out in about a week so i should just let it go....OR you know, i could blackmail him and watch him squirm and stuff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no i think i'll just let it go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit:&lt;br /&gt;and by smoking i mean cigarettes</content>
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    <title>alicerain17 @ 2005-07-13T17:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-13T22:37:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-13T22:42:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Brian Eno - burning airlines give you so much more</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Heres everything I had to do for my sister excluding the football i had to do and the 3 pictures of hearts and heart flowers i had to do for a "valentine" room. &lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will be getting paid soon its been too long since I've had my own money. cant wait! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/alicerain85/AudPics/Untitled-16.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/alicerain85/AudPics/Untitled-18.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/alicerain85/AudPics/Untitled-14.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/alicerain85/AudPics/Untitled-13.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/alicerain85/AudPics/Untitled-12.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/alicerain85/AudPics/Untitled-11.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/alicerain85/AudPics/Untitled-9.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/alicerain85/AudPics/Untitled-7.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/alicerain85/AudPics/Untitled-8.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one was for a team spirit room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/alicerain85/AudPics/wasp1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this picture doesnt have anything to do with anything. This muntant waspdirtdobberthing is stuck in my house right now and is freaking me out. &lt;br /&gt;blehehehjfef, i hate big bugs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm bored &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up next: Houston trip with lena. should be good times</content>
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    <title>alicerain17 @ 2005-06-29T13:58:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-29T19:22:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-29T19:46:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Lou Reed - satellite of luuuv</lj:music>
    <content type="html">this past month has been a blur. i feel like i've been so busy and everything is going by so fast. this is the first time in awhile i've actually been able to get online for more than 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;so far my summer has consisted of me going to my drawing 1 class and working on that stuff my sister gave me from her job. which i'm almost &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; done with. &lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to finish it and get paid. its gonna be GREAT! i havent had money just for myself in such a long time, so right after i cash the check i'm going to blow it all on clothes! (not really but i wish)i'll post pictures of everything i've done after i'm finished to show off my awesome drawring skillz of golfers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo yeeah, other than that i've been hanging around and seeing people i havent seen in forever. all in all this summer is going a lot better than i thought it would. i think i was just really dreading living back home with my parents but theyve actually loosened up &lt;b&gt;a lot&lt;/b&gt; so its cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i have to go take my cat to the vet! try not to be too jealous</content>
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    <title>alicerain17 @ 2005-05-10T18:52:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-10T23:58:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-11T00:00:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i hate algebra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HATE. IT.</content>
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    <title>so much to do so much to doooooooo</title>
    <published>2005-05-03T18:50:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-03T21:18:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Portishead - glory box</lj:music>
    <content type="html">this week and next week are going to be so hectic. &lt;br /&gt;i need to &lt;br /&gt;start packing &lt;br /&gt;patch holes in the walls&lt;br /&gt;...start cleaning *shudders* &lt;br /&gt;write 2 papers&lt;br /&gt;do an english notebook thing&lt;br /&gt;study for exams&lt;br /&gt;fail exams (but you know hopefully not really. HOPEFULLY)&lt;br /&gt;suck out the last bit of college life I can get before going back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont want to go home&lt;br /&gt;I would just rather move straight into my apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today I found out something really disappointing. In my communications design class he allows 3 unexcused absences and I missed 4 times. &lt;br /&gt;The first two times I was very sick with bronchitis (which apparently doesnt count as an excused absence because someone the year earlier forged a bunch of doctor slips)  and couldnt do anything, let alone go to an 8am class. and the other times i just slept right through my alarm. Not like I meant to do it. just a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;i knew i had one over the unexcused absence thing but i though maybe at the most he would take off a couple of points on my final grade. but no, negative TEN points! i dropped a whole letter grade in one of my best classes! I'm extremely frustrated right now becaues i needed that grade. uugghhuhuiuh.....&lt;br /&gt;so yeah i just feel over whelmed with everything right now mainly because i'm so so unorganized, bleh. &lt;br /&gt;i keep telling myself i have one more week left, but thats also kind of depressing. my freshman year went by so fast&lt;br /&gt;it was great though</content>
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    <title>alicerain17 @ 2005-03-19T18:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-20T01:09:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-20T23:32:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Elvis Costello &amp; the Attractions - party girl</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Got back from Dallas yesterday so i'm back at the dorms and very bored again. The reason we came back early was to go meet some people for an apartment but there was a lot of traffic so we didnt even end up meeting them, but ah well. Tatyana, Adlea and i ended up going to a party later (i had my first &lt;a href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/alicerain85/martiner.jpg"&gt;martini&lt;/a&gt;) so it worked out&lt;br /&gt;today on the other hand has been the most wasted day of my life. slept till about 1:30 and didnt even get ready for the day till about 3:30. and since i'm poor and the cafeterias are still closed i've been living off of wheat thins and easy mac all day...mmmm dont you wish you were &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="400" align="center" border="1" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#66CCFF" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 45% Normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Somewhat Normal)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/somewhat-normal.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While some of your behavior is quite normal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things you do are downright strange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a little of your freak going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you mostly keep your weirdness to yourself&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/hownormalareyouquiz/"&gt;How Normal Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i should start that paper now &amp;gt;:/</content>
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    <title>alicerain17 @ 2005-03-07T18:16:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-08T00:21:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-08T00:25:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ween - sweat demon</lj:music>
    <content type="html">visited home this past weekend to drop off my car for my parents to get fixed. sooo now i'm carless :(&lt;br /&gt;it was good being home though. It was my grandparents 56th anniversary and they had a little party thing so it was nice seeing them. aaand I got to see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/alicerain85/AudPics/IMG_0649sm.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt; (he's such a cutie) I miss having animals so much. hopefully i can get a cat next year when we get an apartment or house. that would be cool. &lt;br /&gt;While I was home my mom told me all about the house next door. the guy finally sold it to some people that buy and rent out houses, and on the truck it said "no credit checks". so now my mom is convinced a crack head is going to move in next door and is wanting to move. she was looking up houses and everything. &lt;br /&gt;it will really be weird not living in that house anymore. i've lived there since i was like 7 months old. it will be like I really dont have a home anymore. &lt;br /&gt;but i'm jumping to conclusions. my parents say a lot of things...</content>
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    <title>dont even read this</title>
    <published>2005-03-01T07:11:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-01T07:17:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Wire - the 15th</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This isn't good. &lt;br /&gt;I've been slacking off so much lately. I feel like I'm in high school again. &lt;br /&gt;Its not so bad as to where I'm not going to classes or anything, but I've been procrastinating like...a procrastinator (yeah, i dont know). I'm also unbelievably tired even though its only 1 and i've had like 3 cups of coffee. &lt;br /&gt;anyways, back to slacking off. &lt;br /&gt;i have a 3 page paper due tomorrow and a lot of math homework due (which i havent even looked at and i know i'm not going to understand) &lt;br /&gt;i've done a rough draft of the paper, but thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont even care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, surprise surprise, i'm getting sick again! &lt;br /&gt;just a cold this time though, but still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where did February go?</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>alicerain17 @ 2005-02-18T19:58:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-19T02:10:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-19T02:51:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Lou Reed - satellite of love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ugh, I'm so glad this week is over. I had 4 tests and I dont think I did too good on any of them (well, except for communications design). but its the weekend and I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;Me, Jay, Tatyana and her new boyfriend Ben all went to the Brick Hause for their open mic night again last night. It wasn't as fun as it was last week, there weren't as many people and my music box guy didnt get to perform because of technical problems : (. aww well, still had fun though&lt;br /&gt;Tatyana is teaching me Russian and so far I can say:&lt;br /&gt;-"Get away from me"&lt;br /&gt;- jerk (both the male version and female)&lt;br /&gt;- bastard    &lt;br /&gt;- ugly like a witch&lt;br /&gt;- and "I have an ugly cat"&lt;br /&gt;Its fun saying it really angry and dramatic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaand I GOT MY NEW CAMERA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img142.exs.cx/img142/183/img0025sm1pt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt it cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://files.photojerk.com/alicerain0/IMG0123sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and Tatyana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://files.photojerk.com/alicerain0/IMG0185sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatyana and Ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://files.photojerk.com/alicerain0/IMG0188sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;innocent Jay &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://files.photojerk.com/alicerain0/IMG0194sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me...up-side down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://files.photojerk.com/alicerain0/IMG0163SM.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://files.photojerk.com/alicerain0/IMG0202sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://files.photojerk.com/alicerain0/IMG0205sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bed is so high I can fit my refrigerator under it.....yeah, I was bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>alicerain17 @ 2005-02-11T01:34:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-11T07:41:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-11T07:47:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>People Under The Stairs - youth explosion</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Went to the doctor taday and I have bronchitis once again. I kind of thought thats what I had, but when I had it a couple of months ago it didnt seem this bad at all. I dont think I even had a fever the first time. I hope it doesnt turn into pneumonia and I die or something, cause that would suck and everyone would be devastated I'm sure....buuut thats not going to happen. &lt;br /&gt;Man I'm tired. I always talk about the weirdest things when I'm tired because I cant think right. I might as well be drunk. &lt;br /&gt;I've skipped so much class this week because of my bronchitis and the weird part is I dont even care. I'm not worried about it at all. &lt;br /&gt;Lately I've come to realize that I just dont worry anymore even when I should. Or when I do worry about something I freak out about it for like a day and get it out of my system. I guess I just figure everything will work out fine, and it usually does. &lt;br /&gt;All that will probably change by next year though, or when I actually have studio classes and when the spring evaluation comes up. oh god, not looking forward to that.... &lt;br /&gt;I dont like my layout. I was messing around with it the other day and erased that picture. I was sick of that layout anyways but I liked it better than the one I have now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight me, Adela, Jay, Meredith and Tatyana went to the Brick Hause coffee shop for there open mic night (where I read some of my poetry.....kidding). Theres this guy that always performs with his music box and just shouts things or moans with the music. He also dances. Its worth going just to see him, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines Day on Monday... grrr&lt;br /&gt;most of my friends are single so it wont be that bad I guess &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was probably one of the longest post i've had in awhile (and the most random, but I'm blaming that on my illness and fatigue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight</content>
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    <title>"This problem isn't too bad, its just long and complicated."</title>
    <published>2005-02-03T21:44:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-03T21:44:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hate algebra.</content>
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    <title>behold! I got up before 12:30 today</title>
    <published>2005-01-06T19:45:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-06T19:45:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nick Cave &amp; the Bad Seeds - red right hand</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My break is going pretty good, better than I thought it would. I've been feeling completely lazy all the time though, even though I havent really been. Blah I dont like that feeling. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, christmas was good, saw family and ate ate ate. &lt;br /&gt;I mainly got lots o clothes and money and then bought more clothes with the money. and i plan on buying a digital camera soon, so everyone can look forward to more pictures in the near future, YAY!...dont deny your excitment... &lt;br /&gt;My New Years was pretty awesome. My friend Tatyana's parents threw a party so I went over there. Her whole family is very Russian, so there was Russian t.v, A LOT of Russian food and...Russians. Me and two of her cousin's friends were the only ones not from Russia. Around 11:30 we all ate what I thought was the main course because there was so much food. but no, after i ate and got all full i was informed there was supposed to be a main course later on in the evening. and then they would hand out presents. and then they would have a &lt;i&gt;skit&lt;/i&gt;. and then dessert.  By the time the skit rolled around I was already kind of drunk and the skit just confused me more. A guy came out dressed like a woman and everyone was speaking Russian...so it was hard to figure out what the hell was going on, heheh. &lt;br /&gt;But it was a very cool experience, and her family was so nice. so yeah it was cool.</content>
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    <title>blahblablah</title>
    <published>2004-12-13T09:08:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-13T09:08:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Setphen Malkmus - craw song</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This weekend I came home because i havent visited in awhile and my dorm was going to be deserted anyways because everyone is in New Orleans. So Saturday I helped my grandmother put up her artificial tree, but we couldnt find the instructions so we just went and got a real tree (which i was happy about because it just doesnt seem the same without a real tree)and that night i went to my parents friends house for a  dinner party thing and we met their new adopted daughter, which was kind of weird but exciting. aaand today i went to the opera "cinderella" with george, he gets free tickets because of some scholarship thing. It was pretty cool because i've never been to the opera before, but it was also pretty boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/do-survey.php" method="post" target="_new"&gt;&lt;table border="1" bordercolor="#efefef" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;LAST MOVIE YOU SAW IN A THEATER:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ladder 49&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question1" value="LAST+MOVIE+YOU+SAW+IN+A+THEATER%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type1" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;sellavision&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question2" value="WHAT+BOOK+ARE+YOU+READING+NOW%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type2" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;FAVORITE BOARD GAME:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;grape escape&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question3" value="FAVORITE+BOARD+GAME%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type3" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;FAVORITE MAGAZINE: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;seventeen is the only one i used to read&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question4" value="FAVORITE+MAGAZINE%3A+"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type4" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;FAVORITE SMELLS: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHRISTMAS!! and food and christmas food&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question5" value="FAVORITE+SMELLS%3A+"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type5" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;COMFORT FOOD: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;chicken alfredo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question6" 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align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hockey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question24" value="FAVORITE+SPORT+TO+WATCH%3A++"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type24" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;WHAT IS UNDER YOUR BED: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;basket of food, some stuff i have no use for and a refrigerator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question25" value="WHAT+IS+UNDER+YOUR+BED%3A+"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type25" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Take This Survey"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/create-survey.php"&gt;CREATE YOUR OWN!&lt;/a&gt; - or - &lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/paid-surveys.php"&gt;GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="400" align="center" border="1" 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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#66CCFF" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Visionary Soul&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/visionary-soul.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a curious person, always in a state of awareness.&lt;br /&gt;Connected to all things spiritual, you are very connect to your soul.&lt;br /&gt;You are wise and bright: able to reason and be reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, you get quite depressed and have dark feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have great vision and can be very insightful.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you are often profound in a way that surprises yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Visionary souls like you can be the best type of friend.&lt;br /&gt;You are intuitive, understanding, sympathetic, and a good healer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souls you are most compatible with: &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/oldsoul.html"&gt;Old Soul&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/peacemakersoul.html"&gt;Peacemaker Soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/kindsoulquiz.html"&gt;What Kind of Soul Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>a month late, but i got them</title>
    <published>2004-12-06T18:24:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-06T18:24:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Violent Femmes - confessions</lj:music>
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    <title>iiii'm not so sure about that</title>
    <published>2004-12-05T22:46:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-06T17:40:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Blur - boys and girls</lj:music>
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