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  <title>Shrink me</title>
  <subtitle>to nothing but skin and bones</subtitle>
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    <name>Tismine</name>
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  <updated>2007-05-14T02:49:12Z</updated>
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    <title>Hello Lovelies</title>
    <published>2007-05-14T02:49:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-14T02:49:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So much has happened...But more later, darlings. I need to log off...at about 1015 ;)</content>
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    <title>cemeterydragon @ 2006-10-10T10:31:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-10T14:41:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-10T14:41:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none, to lazy &gt;_&lt;</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Gah!&lt;br /&gt;I can't decide what to major in!&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I do, I will join the military...don't ask me why *talking to the random little nobodies who are her imaginary friends*&lt;br /&gt;God&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I want to major in chemistry (me=toxicologist)&lt;br /&gt;or, since I have been told that I am an excellent strategist, history (me=strategist)&lt;br /&gt;I hate this &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;My&amp;nbsp;mums been up here for the past...four days. She's going home today in about 2 hours. WE couldn't do anything because my father and the stepmother took off, leaving us to deal with their dog. Not that I don't love C.G. or anything, but that was pretty fucking rude.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;So, joy. I gotta go back to school tomorrow. Damn it, my fathers pissed beacuse I got a "b" in my math class. Never mind that I completely suck at this type of math. Never mind that I am a year ahead, and will soon be to years ahead. Never mind that I am doing damn well in physics, he's pissed because I am less than perfect.&amp;nbsp; FUCK. YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I've been binging lately, badly, and it's really pissing me off. Started purging again. Started slashing my wrists again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Father has decided that I get almost no say in what we are building for a house. ALL I WANTED WAS A LIBRARY. But, of course, can't give me that, now can we? Gah!&lt;br /&gt;I've still been keeping up the facade of perfect insane child. Screw it.</content>
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    <title>cemeterydragon @ 2006-09-03T18:18:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-03T22:22:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-03T22:22:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I. Hate. School.&lt;br /&gt;Eh&lt;br /&gt;Alot has happened, most of which I&lt;br /&gt;m not in the mood to type about&lt;br /&gt;Today I was described as being sweet&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am...somewhat&lt;br /&gt;Eh&lt;br /&gt;I've been getting into fights with a whole bunch of my upper classmen, and making friends with them.&lt;br /&gt;My peers seem to be under the impression that I am a shy, quiet girl, who talks to herself&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone else (meaning the imaginary people screaming at me) think that this is kind of contradictory?&lt;br /&gt;Eh&lt;br /&gt;Thats the third time I've used that word&lt;br /&gt;Eh&lt;br /&gt;*icecream*&lt;br /&gt;I ate it today&lt;br /&gt;It was nummy&lt;br /&gt;My mask has become weak&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why&lt;br /&gt;It annoys me&lt;br /&gt;At least I've been able to modify it's intellegence level&lt;br /&gt;Aya is annoying me...&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, aya</content>
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    <title>cemeterydragon @ 2006-08-17T12:39:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-17T16:40:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-17T16:40:06Z</updated>
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    <published>2006-08-05T17:13:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-05T17:13:57Z</updated>
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&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/artistic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Artistic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/religious.html" target="_blank"&gt;Religious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;16%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hedonism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hedonism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/materialism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Materialism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/narcissism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Narcissism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;23%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/adventurousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Adventurousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/workethic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Work ethic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/selfabsorbed.html" target="_blank"&gt;Self absorbed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/conflictseeking.html" target="_blank"&gt;Conflict seeking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;83%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/needtodominate.html" target="_blank"&gt;Need to dominate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/romantic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Romantic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/avoidant.html" target="_blank"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/antiauthority.html" target="_blank"&gt;Anti-authority&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/wealth.html" target="_blank"&gt;Wealth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/dependency.html" target="_blank"&gt;Dependency&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/changeaverse.html" target="_blank"&gt;Change averse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/cautiousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cautiousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/individuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Individuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/sexuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Sexuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/peterpancomplex.html" target="_blank"&gt;Peter pan complex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalsecurity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical security&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalfitness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical Fitness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;57%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/histrionic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;23%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/paranoia.html" target="_blank"&gt;Paranoia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/vanity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Vanity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hypersensitivity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hypersensitivity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/femalecliche.html" target="_blank"&gt;Female cliche&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/global-adv.html"&gt;Take Free Advanced Global Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>cemeterydragon @ 2006-08-05T01:18:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-05T05:21:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-05T05:21:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We went to waterside&lt;br /&gt;Dad said we were shopping for me&lt;br /&gt;he lied&lt;br /&gt;I got 2 MAC eyeshadows&lt;br /&gt;and 3 books&lt;br /&gt;I hate him&lt;br /&gt;And I just woke up 2 hours ago after sleeping for 12 hours&lt;br /&gt;now I want my mom to wake up&lt;br /&gt;Lisas getting a Gucci purse&lt;br /&gt;father a new watch&lt;br /&gt;and I get nothing&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a slut&lt;br /&gt;a whore &lt;br /&gt;stupid fat&lt;br /&gt;stupid braces&lt;br /&gt;I want to smoke&lt;br /&gt;stupid mother&lt;br /&gt;I want to cut&lt;br /&gt;but cant find a razorblade&lt;br /&gt;this sucks</content>
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    <title>cemeterydragon @ 2006-07-26T20:50:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-27T01:24:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-27T01:24:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm reteaching myself piano. I almost gave up a few times, but now I'm determined not to. I binged today.&lt;br /&gt;While in NC I will be taking the following off campus courses:&lt;br /&gt;Piano&lt;br /&gt;Violin&lt;br /&gt;Ballet &lt;br /&gt;horseback riding&lt;br /&gt;and flight.&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, I am at the biggest bitch of a school- I thought we got a lot of homework LAST year. Apparently that is nothing compared to this.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I can take a 3rd language after I've completed 2 years of my desired one, Latin. I plan to take French...I REALLY don't like spanish, their other language. &lt;br /&gt;Also, I have my ABCs...Anorexia, Bulimia, and Cutting. &lt;br /&gt;Swell.&lt;br /&gt;Eh.</content>
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    <title>long post about things</title>
    <published>2006-07-17T02:20:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-17T02:20:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">haha&lt;br /&gt;I'm back where I started this whole thing. &lt;br /&gt;In Vermont&lt;br /&gt;Hillarys decided to go ana&lt;br /&gt;shes up here now&lt;br /&gt;we made bracelets &lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;they arent red&lt;br /&gt;and she is not going to start until we get back&lt;br /&gt;so yeah&lt;br /&gt;ive been eating 1000 calories a day since we got up here&lt;br /&gt;and not keeping track&lt;br /&gt;today i ate a lean pocket&lt;br /&gt;some pretzels&lt;br /&gt;an icecream&lt;br /&gt;and a fudge pop&lt;br /&gt;so yeah&lt;br /&gt;I suck&lt;br /&gt;and Im fighting the urge for another fudge pop&lt;br /&gt;soooo&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;and i suck&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;and hillarys good friends with people&lt;br /&gt;and im not&lt;br /&gt;and shes hot&lt;br /&gt;and im not&lt;br /&gt;and shes underweight&lt;br /&gt;and im overweight&lt;br /&gt;so im really jealous.&lt;br /&gt;she is my thinspiration&lt;br /&gt;she wants to get down to 90 &lt;br /&gt;that means lose 14 lbs&lt;br /&gt;and shes so gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;im so ugly&lt;br /&gt;i hate her&lt;br /&gt;but i love her&lt;br /&gt;she has the life &lt;br /&gt;damn&lt;br /&gt;and she has often friends and they are male&lt;br /&gt;and mine are imaginary&lt;br /&gt;and it sucks so fucking bad&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;and today we were people watching in downtown burlington&lt;br /&gt;and we saw some really hot goth/punk/skater guys&lt;br /&gt;and some of them talked to us&lt;br /&gt;but then i realized&lt;br /&gt;they weren't looking at me&lt;br /&gt;they were looking at her&lt;br /&gt;and they weren't talking to me&lt;br /&gt;they were talking to her&lt;br /&gt;I need to be thin&lt;br /&gt;and then I will have friends&lt;br /&gt;and then they will look at me&lt;br /&gt;so why cant I stop eating?&lt;br /&gt;My resolve is hardening typing this&lt;br /&gt;But damn&lt;br /&gt;and I want to smoke&lt;br /&gt;but I cant&lt;br /&gt;because I have no where to get cigarretes.&lt;br /&gt;and it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;and I'm fat.&lt;br /&gt;and disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not Hillary's best friend anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I think she would do the friend equivelant of dumping me if she could&lt;br /&gt;but i think that she knows&lt;br /&gt;that shes the only one i have&lt;br /&gt;and all her friends are thin&lt;br /&gt;and gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;so why cant i be?&lt;br /&gt;I must lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;and then&lt;br /&gt;i will be her friend</content>
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    <title>cemeterydragon @ 2006-07-13T09:40:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-13T13:41:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-13T13:41:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the offspring</lj:music>
    <content type="html">YOGA IS BORING AS FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;That is all</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cemeterydragon:17221</id>
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    <title>cemeterydragon @ 2006-07-13T09:11:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-13T13:13:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-13T13:13:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm listening to the song "Photograph" by Nickleback...I don't know why, but everytime I hear this song I want to cry...Is this weird? I just think it's beautiful...kinda like "Pain" by Jimmy Eat world, any songs by A Perfect Circle, and most songs by Three Days Grace...yeah.</content>
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    <title>memories</title>
    <published>2006-07-12T02:10:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-12T02:10:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Random</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I was just thinking about Inuyasha fanfiction. i can assume that I was assaulted by these memories due to the fact that the song "forgotten"by Avril Lavigne came on. I tend to do that, associate songs with what anime/manga I was currently in to. In this case, Inuyasha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I first becme interested in Inuyasha 2 years ago, at my Aunts and Uncle's house. It was the first , manga I had read in years, and I became instantly obsessed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I&amp;nbsp; ordered 3 volumes and the IY art book. Instant love. Currently, I have at least 10 volumes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;So I was just thinking about the world of Inuyasha fanfiction. I was such a fucking newbie back then. I knew practically nothing about the fanfiction world, and relied entirely on animespiral.com. I didn't even like fanfiction.net until a year later...I was such an idiot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;The Offspring just came on, causing me to think about Rabun Gap. When I first went there...god. So many mixed emotions. About who I was, what I wanted...I remember confusion. I remember awe. I remember a feeling of superiority...I thought I was better then these sheltered people, I could understand more...and it's true. I could. I remember crying, I remember not knowing anything. I remember the crisp air. And knowing I could never go back. I remember just being alive, and not having to worry about life...not having to worry about my future or if I qualified for anything. Considering doing drugs for the shear Hell of it.&lt;br /&gt;Carol of the bells just came on. One of the rare memories of happiness I have with my father. It was the christmas before last, back when...when I actually liked them. My father and Lisa. We had just bought a tree and placed it in our living room. It was beautiful and huge...I loved it. I remember we had just gotten rid of the horrid sofa, and now had a plush leather couch and arm chair. Hillary came over, and the house was full of&amp;nbsp; the scents of pine and leather. It was dark outside, and this was playing. The new and gorgeous train set was running around the tree, and we all placed up ornaments around the tree. The ornaments were my grandmothers, many of them 100+ years old and hand painted. Oh, I miss her...I have no song to associate her with.&lt;br /&gt;Tismine</content>
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    <title>FUCK!</title>
    <published>2006-07-11T21:24:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-11T21:24:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Shittyassed goddamn motherfucking asshole! What the fuck! Why the fuck do I have to fucking go!&lt;br /&gt;My arm has deep, bright red, and noticible cuts all over it! And, of course, Father is making me go to Seaworld. This means I have to wear a teeshirt. With nothing covering my arms. And spend the night with him. Want to know why? Beacuse he isnt going to see me in a month. Well, guess what, bitch? If I could, I would never see you! Big fucking surprise! FUCK.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>cemeterydragon @ 2006-07-08T12:57:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-08T16:58:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-08T16:58:42Z</updated>
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            &lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;strong&gt;Mysterious&lt;/strong&gt;. You wish to hide who you are from all those around you. You find it very hard to trust people. You also may enjoy the fun that comes from playing mind games with others around you.My advice Get out there and reveal the true you if only to one person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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                        &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Passion&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=144273"&gt;What do your eyes reveal about you?(PICS!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;And today...I made breakfast! Sausage, muffins, hash browns, and biscuits...all homemade! Meaning they were made of scratch. Granted, I cant eat anything for the rest of the day, but still&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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    <title>lets all put down the knives....okay?...slowely.</title>
    <published>2006-07-06T18:39:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-06T18:39:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Holy FUCK. In 4 days I've lost 3 lbs. 0.0&lt;br /&gt;Woot!&lt;br /&gt;Fuck yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Really fucked up my arm and a section of my calves last night. I've been slathering it with Neosporn...gonna leave some nice scars. Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I met my mums bf. He's ok, doubt he likes me very much. His daughters bloody annoying. Shes trying to be goth, but didn't even knoe any of the bands. Ugh. So I let her copy some of my cds. And she has no friends that are guys. Pathetic, much? And she bloody &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;giggles.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; GIGGLES! ugh.</content>
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    <title>cemeterydragon @ 2006-07-05T18:25:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-05T22:27:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-05T22:27:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Yep, gonna speak like this now..."&gt;Duo-ese Translated into English by Shinigami no Kamikaze&lt;br /&gt;Kilik:SnK does not own Gundam Wing, the ability to make people laugh, or a sense of morality.&lt;br /&gt;SnK:I just needed a short intermission from all the angst I've been writing!&lt;br /&gt;Kilik:A friendly reminder to everyone, pathetic attempts at humor, yoai (because she just had to write that intro.... *sigh*), and swearing. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Yep, gonna speak like this now..."&gt;Duo-ese translated into English, Volume I&lt;br /&gt;(A Handy Guide complied by Heero Yuy with help from Shinigami no Kamikaze)&lt;br /&gt;Introduction (by Heero Yuy):&lt;br /&gt;During my years with Duo, as both his fellow Gundam Pilot and as his lover, I have noticed that Duo will say one thing, and mean another. Another thing I have notied is he gets very upset when you don't understand what he means. I love Duo, and I am very unpleased when he is upset. I am also very unpleased when I don't get lucky because he is upset. Therefore, if you are caught upsetting my koi, I will have to kill you.&lt;br /&gt;Since you probably do not want this to happen, I have written this guide so that when you encounter Duo, you are able to cater to his needs, and no one will have to be hurt in a horrbly slow and angonizing way.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;*Gerenal Terms and Expressions*&lt;br /&gt;What Duo Says = What Duo Means&lt;br /&gt;I want = I want that, and I want it bad enough to continue to ask you for an hour or more, depending on how long it takes for me to finally convince you it is easier for you to just give me what I want. If you give it to me (if it's a material item), I assure you at least 5 minutes of peace before I get bored with it. Anything above five minutes is a bonus. If I have been bugging you for 2+ hours, whatever I said I wanted will no longer hold intrest for me at all, and the process will start again with something new.&lt;br /&gt;You want = You want to get that and give it to me, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;I need = I will stop at nothing to get&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored = Everything is perfectly fine and peaceful. Since I cannot stand it being peaceful, talk to me before I am forced to create mayhem. &lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry = Do anything you can to find me food, and find it fast. You will not like me when I'm starving.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starving = I need food, and I need it now. Since you've ignored my warning you, I will not be held responsible for the actions I will take so that I may have something to eat. If need be, I will reach into my pocket for the metal case in which my emergency supply of sugar is stored, and eat some so I will have the energy to wreck your entire home/office/base/store/restuarant in the search for food. If none is to be found, I'm forcing you to go out and buy me some.&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding! = Don't kill me&lt;br /&gt;Touch my braid and die = Touch, breathe on, or look at my braid wrong and die.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry... sheesh.... = You have no sense of humor. &lt;br /&gt;You're so cool, [your name here]! You know I'm your buddy, right? = I've just done something you won't like.&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't hurt me, would you? = I've just destoryed something you cherish and/or spent a large amount of time and energy on... and you've got me caught without an escape route&lt;br /&gt;That wasn't necessary, [your name here]! = I know I've done something wrong, but you went too far. I will publically humiliate you for this.&lt;br /&gt;You'll regret this = You'll regret the day you were born.&lt;br /&gt;*When answering the question, "Are you hurt?"*&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine = My God!!! The PAIN! It burns, it burns!!! If you have any mercy in your soul, you'll kill me now!&lt;br /&gt;No = ARRRGGGGHHHHHH!!!! Shit! Shit! Shit!! It's agonizing....There is no fucking way I can even say "I'm fine" without my voice going out on me. I doubt I can stay conscious much longer..&lt;br /&gt;I'll be alright = I can't feel anything... that probably isn't a good thing...&lt;br /&gt;Go away = I just hurt myself doing something stupid. Let me retain some dignity by pretending that this never occured.&lt;br /&gt;Kiss it and make it better = I'm perfectly fine.&lt;br /&gt;Yes = I've got less than an hour to live.&lt;br /&gt;... = I hope you know CPR, because I've gone into cardiac arrest (Heero Yuy's Note: This is probably applicable even when you are not asking him, "Are you hurt?" When silence is heard from Duo, make sure he's still breathing before doing anything else. If he dies because you didn't notice he was in trouble, expect to be force fed your own kidneys.)&lt;br /&gt;*In response to the question, "Are you hungry?"*&lt;br /&gt;No = I'm either hurt/sick/dying. Find out what is wrong, and help me!&lt;br /&gt;Yes = Didn't you get the hint when I knocked you unconscious, and when you woke up you were lying face down in a phone book with my favorite pizza place circled?&lt;br /&gt;I already ate = I am so angry with you, I do not even want your face around me when I go out on my own to eat (because, now that you mention it, I am hungry) , lest I get sick.&lt;br /&gt;*In response to "What's wrong?"*&lt;br /&gt;Nothing! = Everything&lt;br /&gt;nothin'... = I'm bored (see definition of "I'm bored")&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, why? = I'm fine&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, really... = I'm pissed off at you.&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone = I'm really, really pissed off at you. Right now, I'm plotting my revenge against you. Go away so I can finish.&lt;br /&gt;*While in the car*&lt;br /&gt;Are we there yet? = I'm bored (see definition of "I'm bored")&lt;br /&gt;100 bottles of beer on the wall, 100 bottles of beer...(continue to finish of song or driver's insanity, whichever comes first) = You're taking me somewhere I don't want to be, but since you're my friend, I won't kill you. However, I'll make sure you suffer now. Hopefully, I may even piss you off to the point where you'll pull over to yell at me. Since you're stopped, I'm be able to jump out of the car and run to FREEDOM!&lt;br /&gt;Can we stop to eat? = (see definiton of "I'm hungry")&lt;br /&gt;Can we please stop for a break? = I've been cramped up in a car for too long. Being the energy full person that I am, if we don't stop, I'll have to find creative methods to use my pent up energy lest I explode. You will not like my methods, and neither will the police.&lt;br /&gt;I have to use the restroom = I'm Duo Maxwell, and I don't lie. Find me one, or soon you won't like me.&lt;br /&gt;I really need to piss!! = I know I've made you stop this car at least five times within the past 2 hours... but I am not kidding with you. Hell, just pull over and I'll piss on the side of the road. Please, or you seriously will not be happy with the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, STOP THE CAR! = I need to piss, and I need to piss -now-. I've lot count of how many times I've told you. And don't try to hand me anything to releave myself in, because I assure you, I've got more urine than it'll hold. Between letting my blatter burst and pissing in your car (because, if it was my car, I'd be driving, and if I was driving, I'd've had the good sense to stop for people who need to use the bathroom), I will chose pissing in your car. Don't say I didn't warn you.&lt;br /&gt;~~~end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
Woot! I loooove Duo...new role model, anyone?</content>
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    <title>fuck it</title>
    <published>2006-07-03T01:52:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-03T01:52:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Freak on a leash</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Decided not to cut my hair. i'm not really Hill's friend anymore, she has better ones, so I'm going to cut myself out of her life. Starting by deleting every comment I've ever sent her on myspce. A pathetic act of rebellion. Gonna copy a few down here, just so I don't forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 26, 2006 10:33 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loveth ye, sweet heart! Just had the strangest urge to say that. And now, because I said loveth, I simply must say this; I bite my thumb at you, sir! Heh, I love humor no one get's, especially when It's Shakespearian. Theres one of those stupid moving ads for a ringtone moving above me, it has a pair of hands and this dog on crack running across it. I've been sitting here for the last 5 minutes staring at it, and now I have a headache. The point of that beautiful little anectdote was to tell you this; I have a really dirty mind. I'm serious, nthing is safe from it. For instance, the phrase "grab the puppy", which is what the ad says, erects horrifying and quite dirty images. See? even the most innocent phrases are not safe from me. AND I just said erects. Swell. I am going to kill this laptop, which I have now dubbed the craptop. The stupid 'o' key isn't working! Fucking computer. Anyway, there is this REALLY annoying spawn-of-satan flying around my room, more commnly known as a fly, and it WILL not SHUT THE FUCK UP! I am going to kill that son of a bitch (assuming it's male) when the evil little bastard lands on my head. Again. The previous two times it has done this resulted in me smacking myself. Speaking of which, our neighbor is creepy. Seriously. He's stonier than a fucking biblical execution. FUCKING COMPUTER, TYPE THE FUCKING O'S BEFORE I COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY DESTROY YOU! Damnit.&lt;br /&gt;Damnit, Janet, I love you. &lt;br /&gt;Great. Now I've got the rocky horror picture show imprinted on my mind. You know what&amp;gt; I tend to schadenfrude alot, don't I? Assuming that's how that word is spelled, I'm to freaking lazy to go look it up. Oh yea, today I woke up at 1230, and loked at the clock 15 min ago, having not moved THE ENTIRE TIME. For those of you who are idiots, that means 10 hours. Bah. Hmm. Yes, I think I wrote this entirely pointless comment just to rant. Oh well. I'm not deleting it now. &lt;br /&gt;hehe...grab the puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 26, 2006 10:37 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CG just tried to eat the fly. She didn't get it. Damn. OH, and I left something out of my last comment; Ashley left one below, and it's talking ABOUT ME! I am now paranoid. *glares around suspiciously* FUCKING CRAPPY ASS 'O' KEY! eh. love ya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 27, 2006 5:07 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I'm watching about this dude who was left on Everest to die, and people were passing him buy without even trying to help. Anyway, their was this pissed off dude-(oh! A commercial just came on! It said; "Who am I? I mean, what if we're not- woah, these windows are clean!) mmkay, the dude was really old, and he's saying "Thays a humun bean, an we wuh regare it as are dury" Say it with youre throat all tigh and it sounds like what he was saying. Oh! and I finally caught that damned fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 27, 2006 5:12 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 5th time I've watched the Everest video. The silence is getting to me. Fucking anti-social tendancies.&lt;br /&gt;...I have no life. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, why do the old, ugly guys always survive everest? Why do the pretty ones die? It's a conspiricy, I tell you. A conspericy. Their all out to get me. &lt;br /&gt;Started the Everest video again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 27, 2006 5:15 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HILLARY RENEE ADAMS! I don't remember how to fucking spell renee, but... WE ARE GOING TO HAVE A LONG TALK ABOUT THE DANGERS OF DRINKING! DO YOU WANT TO HAVE YOU'RE LIVER GET UP AND DIE? DO YOU?! I WILL SICK THE EVIL BABBOONS OF HELL ON YOU! DAMN IT!&lt;br /&gt;...just started the video. again. 7th time, I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 27, 2006 5:27 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started it again...a commercial came on...thought it was really funny, but now I can't remember what the Hell it said... *stabs computer repeatedly*&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of stabbing, I probably should just put all this shit on a pm, but I'm lazy, and don't want to. If I have to suffer, why should I have to do it alone?&lt;br /&gt;OH! and I FINALLY got the fucking doctor to agree with me. So now, IT doesn't make me go to bed till 2am... which also sort of sucks, because Lisa wakes up at 530 (WHORE) and...um, I had this whole rant planned out, but now I can't remember what I was going to say. &lt;br /&gt;And back to my origional topic on knives, I can't find my bautterfly knife ANYWHERE! Damn, and that was my favorite one to. ot the metal one, the wood one. &lt;br /&gt;AND! Fathers finally agreed to get me some throwing knives! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;started the everest thing again. Have it imprinted on my brain. Tried to get rid of it by lamming my head against the wall, but that proved to be just as affective as underwater yodeling.&lt;br /&gt;God, I am so boring.&lt;br /&gt;And now I started it AGAIN! It's a commercial for bennadril this time. I hate that shit, makes me drowsy, and I hate that, because my reflexes get slow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 27, 2006 5:33 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA! This time the commercial was for Erectile dysfunction. That's the second time it came up. Anyway, they refered to it as ED's...i'm never going to look at ana or mia the same. Ever. Hmmm. &lt;br /&gt;o__________0&lt;br /&gt;my nose just started bleeding. Don't know why, don't really care. &lt;br /&gt;Started it again. The commercials for BOLD. I think it's for a deoderant brand or something....oh. It's for Ford. &lt;br /&gt;Delete &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 27, 2006 5:34 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, I just counted up how many times I've watched it...12 fucking times. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 27, 2006 5:37 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one sided conversation is, disturbingly enoug, actually amusing me. Oh, started it again. Anyway, just took my hair out of it's bun, and I realized- even with it being all wavy and messy, it reached the middle of my back. Holy fuck, that's scary...I didn't know it was that long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 27, 2006 5:40 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the taste of blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 27, 2006 5:42 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized how that sounded...So now I will explain with out attempting to kill myself what happened. And this is the 3rd time since I last posted...anyway, I was throwing the blade up by the handle, letting it spin, and catching it's point...usually nothing happens, but I wasn't paying attention...oooowwwww....that fucking HURTS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 27, 2006 5:49 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! I finally got what's going on in the Everest video. Some dude with no legs is being blamed for the death of another dude, whom was trapped in a crevace. Smart. Blame the amputee, what's he gonna do, run away? I mean damn. No, don't blame the 40 OTHER PEOPLE, blame the poor fuck who couldn't have saved him anyway. Honestly, what the hell was he supposed to do? Ski down the mountain on his prothsetic legs? Hm, REAL bright idea there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 27, 2006 5:57 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched it three more times...and now my computer is refusing to play it agsin o_0&lt;br /&gt;Stupid rebellious computer.&lt;br /&gt;The grab the puppy commertial is back.&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd like to know.&lt;br /&gt;It appears I am in a perpetual state of pms &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 27, 2006 6:00 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death to those who appose me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 27, 2006 6:07 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially scared for life. Searching through random video archives, and I see something entitled "Hard Gay" So me being me, I click it. I really want some little Debbies right now.&lt;br /&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;Some Japanese dude, dressed in a REALLY tigh REALLY short olive leather body suit with rhinestones runs on to the screen. He's in a yahoo office, and he grabs the phone from the receptionist, and proceeds to scream into the phone while apparently raping the hair.&lt;br /&gt;I think I've found something to take over the everest thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 29, 2006 5:49 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow...sometime tomorrow...it's only a day awaaaaay! *chokes on vomit* anyway...wasn't that song on a car commercial or something? Damnit I still have to pack, been up since 715 but I am so fucking lazy....gonna see if mummy dearest will by me a snake.&lt;br /&gt;toodles!&lt;br /&gt;And the dress...btw...I wore it to this dance IT made me go to. Got tired of it, chucked the skirt, and walked around in my hoopskirt...^_^ can't wait to see you! Admit it, you only want me to get to Hellsing! *sniff* *sob* I don't blame you.&lt;br /&gt;...I smell bacon.&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS THERE BACON IN THE SOAP!&lt;br /&gt;I made it myself!&lt;br /&gt;o___0&lt;br /&gt;I want a pet racoon...but I want a snake more.&lt;br /&gt;BRAIN! Enough with the gutter-ness!&lt;br /&gt;Eh. Gonna stop my rambling before I cause permanent brain damage.&lt;br /&gt;Love you&lt;br /&gt;me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tismine</content>
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    <title>swell</title>
    <published>2006-07-01T22:53:14Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to &lt;i&gt;the Seventh Level of Hell!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here is how you matched up against all the levels:&lt;br&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" style="margin: 5px; background-color: #000000; border: none; font: 10pt arial, verdana, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;;"&gt;&lt;tr style="font: bold 12pt arial, verdana, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; background-color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Level&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Score&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220033; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#0" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Purgatory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Repenting Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #110022; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#1" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 1 - Limbo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Virtuous Non-Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#2" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Lustful)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #330011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#3" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Gluttonous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #440011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#4" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Prodigal and Avaricious)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ee2244; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extreme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #550011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#5" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Wrathful and Gloomy)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ee2244; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extreme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #660011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#6" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 6 - The City of Dis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Heretics)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ee2244; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extreme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #770011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#7" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Violent)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ee2244; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extreme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #880011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#8" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 8- the Malebolge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ee2244; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extreme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #990011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#9" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 9 - Cocytus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Treacherous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ee2244; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extreme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv"&gt;Dante's Inferno Hell Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>1800 calories?! Are they insane?!</title>
    <published>2006-07-01T22:46:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-01T22:46:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Woke up at around 230. Talked to father for an hour, don't have to go to St. Petersburg^_^ Anyway, I found out that the proper amount of calories is supposed to be 1800 calories for my age level. Today I've had about 556. Hopefully less tomorrow. Mother thinks that I've been eating at least 2000 a day...try under a 1000. On a &lt;i&gt;bad&lt;/i&gt; day.&lt;br /&gt;Rules&lt;br /&gt;No eating from 7-7&lt;br /&gt;All normal portions must be cut in half. &lt;br /&gt;Propel may be drunk at any given moment. &lt;br /&gt;Three hours must pass before you eat again.&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now&lt;br /&gt;Tismine</content>
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    <title>cemeterydragon @ 2006-07-01T01:01:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-01T05:47:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-01T05:47:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Gone forevor, Three days grace</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quiz.ravenblack.net/flavour.pl"&gt;&lt;img border="0" align="LEFT" width="100" height="100" src="http://quiz.ravenblack.net/flavour/9.png" alt="What Flavour Are You? I taste of Death." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I taste of &lt;b&gt;Death&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't everyone want a taste of death? Well they should. Most people deserve death. Keep away from me unless you think you're better than that. I probably won't like you. &lt;a href="http://quiz.ravenblack.net/flavour.pl"&gt;What Flavour Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a good day. Not a good fucking week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;tuesday&lt;/b&gt;Hill and I went to Bush Gardens. My father became pissed because you are no longer allowed to bring food into the park (its a scam) and so he took the sandwiches and threw them onto the ground, smearing them. We continued on and rode the rollercoasters. Speaking of, father bought all four of us platinum passes. 1200 fucking dollars. Stupid rich bastard.0 He also forced me to wear a babydoll shirt, one that my mum got me for my birthday, because its light colored. I wanted to wear my normal, baggy shirt. But noooo. It's a fucking dark color, just like everything else I own. So I had to change, and I HATE showing my arms. Anyway, we pretended we were british, and stalked random people, but father and lisa were being pissy and making us follow them. Yes. Well. We primarily stalked a tall dude, with black hair, who had his ears gauged and a whole bunch of peircings...I hate gauges, but he was hot. Truly, people think they look good, but what will they look like when you are 70?! Sheeeesh. *ahem* Spent the night at Hill's, and her boyfriend was coming over at 2am. I was tired, so she promised to wake me up when he called. She didn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt; I stayed at Hills all day, even though Father wanted me to come home. Didn't do to bad eating wise, half a ramen, a quarter of a porkchop, and a couple chunks of fried potato. Not to mention, even though I'm going to, countless ghetto popcicles. Anyway, first Kevin, her bf, and his friend came over. hill wanted me to stay inside to watch the munchkin, her sis Kayla. Fine. I'll then Trevor, Trever, whatever, came over, and talked with her. Ok, whatever. They stayed out for like an hour before they went home. T was still here. So yeah. I was silent, like I usually am with strangers. So yeah. Then Phil came over. ok then, I'm still inside reading. Turns out Phil brought his step-brother, now named person. so yeah. I attempted to socialize, but they ignored me. Bullocks for them. So Brendan came over- freaking awesome person, who would have been nice to actually get to know. But now ther was to many people. So finally, skipping over a coiple of events, hill got me to come outside. there were to many people. So I just shut down and stopped moving. Didn't respond. thought I caught Phil looking @ me a couple times, but can't be sure. Prolly just wishfull thinking. Ahem. Finally Phill and person left, and I talked a little bit, but not much. So when T left, he actually said bye to me. I fixed a blank stare on him and he flinched slightly. Good. he should be scared. So yeah, then Brendans little sister came out. I couldn't bring myself to talk. DAMN IT!!!!!! So yeah. Hill got her friend, also called Amanda, to come over. both she and Hill were really close to Brendan. Fuck. So yeah, we just sat there for a while, untill Brendan and jesse had to go in. So finally hill and I went in, and watched the premiere of Blade, the series. A fucking good series if you ask me ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt; Worse day yet. We slept on the floor, and I woke up at around 6:00. Hill got up at 6:45. We had to get up this early because the floor people were coming at 7:00 to do the...floor XP yeah. Phil was supposed to come at 9:00, but he never showed up. hill said she'd call after 10am. I was supposed to go home at 12pm, but I agreed. SO after at 10:15, she called him. (We were at the community pool, sitting in the shade since about 930.) They talked for about a half an hour before he came over. He'd get there in 15 minutes. I was happy. Then my father came to get me. Said I had an eyedoctors appointment at 1pm. So we left. When we pulled out at the parking lot, I saw Phil talking to Hill. Then my father starts accusing me of doing things with BRENDAN, of all people. What the Hell? Then we get to the eyedoctors. I can't be a pilot, at least not without laser eye surgery. I'm gonna have to do it. but I WILL be succesful. Anyway, I went back to me mums house for 45 minutes. When she got home, I had this huge....fit, and burst out crying. DAMN IT! AGAIN! Father, for some stupid reason, thought I'd like headphones for me b-day. He got me a $200 pair, not caring that I am perfectly happy with the pair I have now. The seven dollar pair. I'd MUCH rather have makeup, the thing I was stressing on my list that I REALLY wanted. So now I have to bring that up. Anyway, he took me to jean's, for therepy, and he, Lisa, and Jean got pissy because apparently I was being ornery and rebelly. It's called emotional drainage, bitch. Then they took me 2 Granpa Johnsons barbeque, my favorite place, and I binged. Ate a quarter of a burger, anda thing of banana pudding. Worse yet, Laura cohen, my x-friend, was there. She was skinny, her skin and hair flawless, and makeup perfectly applied. I felt so disguster sitting there, my hair dry and in a sloppy bun, my skin black-headed, my body fat, and my heavy eyeliner and mascara shodilly done. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;today&lt;/b&gt; Woke up at fathers insistance at 1pm. Was having a really good dream, can't really remember what it was about, though. Something about a hot gothic harry potter, and over protective mother, my dream library, a mansion, barrels, subspace, danger, dicing, creeptness, and, most importantly, water. So yeah. After I got up, I watched the Terminator 2. Pretty good. Then I read a couple articles on anorexia father has in a book, stole them and a couple movies form him, and left. Managed to not eat anything untill mother came to get me.&lt;br /&gt;Then...I binged. I ate 2 lunchables, a whole bunch of pretzels, and a popcicle. DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;I've also decided to cut my hair. Really short. i don't want to, but I do, you know? Hill wants me to. I'm contemplated whether or notto break off our friendship. Shes been ignoring me, and I don't think she likes me much anymore...&lt;br /&gt;Tismine</content>
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    <title>OMFG!!!! YAAAAAYYYYY</title>
    <published>2006-06-26T10:18:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-26T10:18:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>THREE DAYS GRACE! &lt;3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Three Days Grace came out with a new cd! GOODGOODGOODGOOODDGOODGOOOOOOOOOOOD!&lt;br /&gt;I fucking &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt; this band....his voice is so pretty. And I have to do the fitness thing today, I forgot to do it yesterday. Shit. ummmmm....oh! my nails are orange and purple. Mums gonna bitch when she sees that I be on the computer...ooooh, a new song came on! *is obsessed*&lt;br /&gt;Tismine</content>
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    <title>cemeterydragon @ 2006-06-23T17:35:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-23T21:36:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-23T21:36:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i binged so fucking much today, its not even funny&lt;br /&gt;4 and 1/2 chicken strips&lt;br /&gt;raw sugar&lt;br /&gt;a couple of wheat thins&lt;br /&gt;8 ravioli&lt;br /&gt;some apple sauce &lt;br /&gt;and some pizza bites&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;and I burned my fingers on that last one X(</content>
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    <title>'ello my sandwiches</title>
    <published>2006-06-22T04:53:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-22T04:53:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>boobop boobop jah!...none</lj:music>
    <content type="html">GOD MOTHERFUCKING DAMMIT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was down to ONE FUCKING meal a day. now I'm back up at two. SHIT. anyway, I was reading ballerinas...kept clicking back, and was at 380 posts back, cuz I was gonna read them all. so then the fucking computer decides to log me out.&lt;br /&gt;SHITTY ASS COMPUTER!&lt;br /&gt;god dammit.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love ballet!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;no shit.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've got the dvds. The viseo dictionary,unfortunently, isn't very good. Not very high quality, and the resolution is gritty. Hell. But father ordered me the NYC ballet workout, suprisingly, so I did it today...it was fucking good. Got a cramp in my foot and bad ones in my legs...Ow. Speaking of pain,&lt;br /&gt;Got my baraces tightened today. Silver bands, like usual, but its REALLY painful.&lt;br /&gt;i've had them for almost 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;They say I need them for at least &lt;b&gt;another&lt;/b&gt; year! &lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;And had to go to the rapist today...Fucking rapist. And it's not just A rapist, it's THE rapist. Dammit, I h=got bored so I blabbed...shitty ass cunts gonna tell father and step bitch what the fuck I said.</content>
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    <title>yayayayayay!</title>
    <published>2006-06-20T14:18:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-20T14:18:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>miranda sex garden</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ugh, fuck I can't eat for the next 24 hours, I went and used up all my calories X( Anyway, on a slightly happier note, those dvds might come today. And I can now, during a vertical spilt, push my self to about 4 inches off the ground. Woot!</content>
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    <title>cemeterydragon @ 2006-06-18T21:39:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-19T01:54:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-19T04:36:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>double trouble- Harry Potter soundtrack #3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I AM STARTING BALLET!&lt;br /&gt;it is to good to be true....*faints*&lt;br /&gt;I've wanted to do this for so fucking long!!!! Thank fucking jeebus crabs! Anyway, I got a 4 and 1/2 hour dvd set on ballet, so yay!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;God, I cant believe it, &lt;b&gt;ballet&lt;/b&gt;!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So fucking happy&lt;br /&gt;Tismine</content>
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    <title>pottercest</title>
    <published>2006-06-14T03:20:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-14T03:20:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>silence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://masterofmercury.livejournal.com/46356.html"&gt;http://masterofmercury.livejournal.com/46356.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^the master rec!!!!!^^</content>
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