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  <title>the love I sell you in the evening by the morning won't exist</title>
  <subtitle>carissa</subtitle>
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  <updated>2005-07-16T21:18:37Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foryrlungs:61617</id>
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    <title>alrighty.</title>
    <published>2005-07-16T21:18:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-16T21:18:37Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foryrlungs:61263</id>
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    <title>foryrlungs @ 2005-07-03T12:29:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-03T19:29:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-03T19:29:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"ceremony" - xiu xiu</lj:music>
    <content type="html">warped tour was ok.&amp;nbsp; passed out flyers and stuff until 11:30.&amp;nbsp; the fat dudes from motion city wouldn't take one from me, hmmph!&amp;nbsp; anyways, then I watched 2348923743 bands.&amp;nbsp; I ran into sergio!!!&amp;nbsp; I haven't seen him in awhile, it was nice talking to him.&amp;nbsp; he didn't say bye after sputterdoll though, so I lost him.&amp;nbsp; and that's it.&amp;nbsp; I want a new livejournal.&amp;nbsp; ok bye.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foryrlungs:60948</id>
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    <title>foryrlungs @ 2005-06-28T21:51:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-29T05:05:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-29T05:06:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"green grass of tunnel" - mum</lj:music>
    <content type="html">anyone who might have had any speculations about me being a shitty friend can sleep at night now, because it's been confirmed that &lt;b&gt; I totally am&lt;/b&gt;.  thanks for the guilt trip, chode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's another layout up.  fucking shoot me already.  I change my layouts more than I piss, and &lt;i&gt;that's&lt;/i&gt; saying something. puwah!  summer school has been going swimmingly, real easy work.  but greatest news as of late has to be that the best guy evuhhh bought me balloons for my birthday.  heeeee. &lt;b&gt;*giggles self to death&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better be off now, I hope most of you choke and die. good night idaho.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foryrlungs:60862</id>
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    <title>foryrlungs @ 2005-06-25T22:17:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-26T05:17:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-26T05:17:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nothing.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;alright so I'm extremely bored at my cousin chelsea's house.&amp;nbsp; theyre watching fucking star wars and Im sick of that shit so Im here on the computer.&amp;nbsp; Im hungry.&amp;nbsp; argh.&amp;nbsp; perhaps I shall find an exciting fic... or someone should instant message me at &lt;strong&gt;stankersaurus&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I like talking to strangers.&amp;nbsp; haha.&amp;nbsp; not really..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(You have to post the first result)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. the age you will be on your next birthday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://floridasings.com/53fcc3d0.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. the place you live.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.city-data.com/city/maps2/cm232.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. your favorite color.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.satinspirals.com/hot%20pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. the place you want to get married.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://people.debian.org/~neal/FOSDEM-2005/03-Marcus-IPC-0/03-Marcus-IPC-0.src/index-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;HAHAHAHA. I typed in "some where nice."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. your first love. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://whpd9616.free.fr/Suzi_Quatro_Ive_never_been_in_love_D.JPG"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. your favorite fruit or vegetable.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fpaota.org/fruits%20&amp;amp;%20vegetables/mangos.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. your favorite animal.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.canit.se/~griffon/ferrets/tmpimg/carinax.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. the last name of your favorite actor or actress.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wuzware.com/artwork/phoenix.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. the name of a pet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.iranmania.com/fun/screen_savers/800/Nike-800.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. your favorite song.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shiawasseehistory.com/images/gtwlastrun17.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. a bad habit of yours.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kisspodcast.com/images/uploads/generockinthecorps.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;huh..?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. your middle name.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;Your search - &lt;b&gt;offril&lt;/b&gt; - did not match any documents. &lt;br&gt;No pages were found containing &lt;b&gt;"offril"&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Suggestions: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;- Make sure all words are spelled correctly.&lt;br&gt;- Try different keywords.&lt;br&gt;- Try more general keywords.&lt;br&gt;- Try fewer keywords.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;haha, oh well.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foryrlungs:60497</id>
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    <title>I'm tom cruise. I KNOW THINGS.</title>
    <published>2005-06-25T08:13:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-25T08:13:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tv</lj:music>
    <content type="html">this week has been fantastic.  and I actually don't mind summer school all that much.  I sit next to the cutest boy ever in my 1st period, so all is well.  haha!  anyways, on wednesday my friends from sacramento and alfred planned this thing where they would come and do a surprise visit, and I had no idea about it so I was extremely excited when they pulled up on my drive way!  we did a ton of stuff.. and then on thursday (my actual birthday) I went out with a couple of more friends and we ate out at outback steakhouse for dinner.  and today I finally got to celebrate my birthday with my cousins... they made me the greatest gift ever.  first, we went to this japanese restaurant and then they brought in this huge box!  when I opened it, there was a bunch of papers in there and random stuff written all over the box... sooo funny.  and then I opened this big envelope and it was this scrap book of all these pictures and I got a letter from all 5 of them.  they also made alfred write me a letter too.  oh my gosh, I swear I started tearing sooo bad when I read them... it's the most greatest and thoughtful gift I've ever gotten!! I love it so much!! haha.  and then we went back to liza's and I got super loaded.  it's been awhile, yo.  but it was good times all around... now it's time for me to sleep ;]</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foryrlungs:60152</id>
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    <title>you're like a furry little buddha.</title>
    <published>2005-06-21T02:52:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-21T02:52:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"straight a's" - ambulance ltd</lj:music>
    <content type="html">lots of yelling going on at home.  mostly from thy mother to the father.  anyhoo, Ive been super fucking sick since thursday, ughhh.  I got my tattoo on friday anyways though, haha.  and saturday I still went to chelsea's party, but I left early because I felt really gross.  then yesterday night my mom took me to the hospital and them bitches drugged me up good, I totally passed out when I got home.  then they gave me these fucking horrible antibiotics and they get me going on a toilet rampage every time I take one (you didn't need to know that, but it fucking blows!). I still need to stay on them for about 6 more days.. AHHHHHH.  atleast I'm better for summer school, I was scared I wouldn't be better by wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, ms. collado called me today and I PASSED MATH, BITCHES!  ahh yes.  I'm so happy.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foryrlungs:59508</id>
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    <title>you said you lie but then you'd never lie to me.</title>
    <published>2005-06-16T07:16:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-16T07:19:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've heard about people doing/saying some &lt;b&gt;real&lt;/b&gt; stupid shit, but THIS..this takes the motherfucking cake.  it's insane.  I've been &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; tolerant... I didnt have to be either.. aughdjfkdskkhdfa.  &lt;b&gt;eat shit and die&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, Im way too poor to cough up 25 bucks for blood pact, so limewire helped me obtain all this sexy acousticness.  it truly is beautiful!  unfortunately straddla, you are not.  hobag.</content>
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    <title>foryrlungs @ 2005-06-14T22:00:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-15T05:00:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-15T05:00:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"flying at tree level 2.0" - brand new</lj:music>
    <content type="html">major cock blockage going on around here....</content>
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    <title>foryrlungs @ 2005-06-13T11:29:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-13T18:30:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-13T18:30:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">that's pretty sick, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I threw up in my mouth a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new layout soon.  because this is still pure shit.</content>
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    <title>foryrlungs @ 2005-06-11T14:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-11T21:12:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-11T21:12:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"hey is that a ninja up there?" - minus the bear</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well pull my hair and tickle my balls!  perhaps I was wrong.  but you never know, I could be speaking too soon.  it was a good talk though, most of the things that were bothering me got cleared up.  and that's all I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really fucking sick of this layout already.  it's ugly.  UGLY!!!  and I finally picked up the yearbook that I'm not even in.  well, I'm on my cousin's half page in the back for like, one picture.  I guess that counts.  oh, and I finally ate at that place with all the quarter machines that rachel keeps talking about.  it was pretty good.  next time ghia comes down I'm gonna make her buy me chocolate eggettes.  pweheheheh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love minus the bear.</content>
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    <title>foryrlungs @ 2005-06-10T00:15:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-10T07:20:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-10T07:20:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"9 things everybody knows" - q and not u</lj:music>
    <content type="html">scratch that thing about my spanish test.  I guess its not til next week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh I really hate this.  I've been abandoned.  I've been robbed.  haha ok so I'm totally exaggerating, but I miss how everything was before.  times are a'changin bitches, and I don't like it one bit!  whatevs though, school is almost over.  I've gotta suck it up and stop being so... dependent.  it's really pathetic of me.  but then again I am pretty pathetic (do I hear a smoking popes reference?!) in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that's all.</content>
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    <title>foryrlungs @ 2005-06-09T12:00:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-09T19:10:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-10T02:07:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>notttthing.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I want starbucks.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have a feeling I did this one already.. oh well.&amp;nbsp; I'll do it again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random . . .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ spell your name backwards: &lt;strong&gt;assirac&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ have you ever had a song written about you: &lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ what song makes you cry:&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;it takes a lot to get me emotional about a song, but I don't think I've really cried over one.&amp;nbsp; "first day of my life" by bright eyes is a good one though.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ what song makes you happy: &lt;strong&gt;many&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ what's your all time fav. song?: &lt;strong&gt;I really don't know, it changes constantly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ what do you listen to before you go to sleep: &lt;strong&gt;I always fall asleep to my dvds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ height: &lt;strong&gt;5'0" 1/2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ hair color: &lt;strong&gt;dyed black. I really need a touch up haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ piercings:&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;I have&amp;nbsp;6 all together on my ears.. I never wear my earrings though, except for my cartiledge one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ tattoos: &lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ have a job: &lt;strong&gt;no... I really need one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ your cd player has what in it right now: &lt;strong&gt;nada. I don't use it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ if you were a crayon, what color would you be?: &lt;strong&gt;hat pank&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ what makes you happy?: &lt;strong&gt;lots of things&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ the next CD you're going to buy:&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;dunno.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Right Now . . . &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ what color pants are you wearing: &lt;strong&gt;blue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ what song are you listening to: &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ what taste is in your mouth?: &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ whats the weather like?: &lt;strong&gt;ugly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ how are you?: &lt;strong&gt;I'm good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ get motion sickness?: &lt;strong&gt;some times&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ have a bad habit?:&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;I bite my nails. I know that's really gross....&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ get along with your parents?: &lt;strong&gt;yeah I guess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ boyfriend/girlfriend:&lt;strong&gt; no&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ have a current crush:&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;perhaps..&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ have a big regret: &lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite . . . &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ tv show:&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;degrassi&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ conditioner:&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;back to basics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ book: &lt;strong&gt;harry potta. DUH HERMAN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ non alchohol drink:&lt;strong&gt; raspberry iced tea&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ alchohol drink:&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;none.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ things to do on the weekend: &lt;strong&gt;relax and sleep in!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have You Ever . . .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ broken the law: &lt;strong&gt;yesssirr. I'm a rebel!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ ran away from home:&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;yes.. on several occasions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ snuck out of the house: &lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ ever gone skinny dipping:&lt;strong&gt; no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ made a prank phone call:&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ tipped over a portapotty: &lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ use your parents credit card: &lt;strong&gt;yes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ skipped school before:&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ fell asleep in the shower/bath: &lt;strong&gt;yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ been in a school play: &lt;strong&gt;no&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ have a hard time getting over someone: &lt;strong&gt;yeah I suppose&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ been hurt?: &lt;strong&gt;never!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;When/What Was the Last . . .&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;x\\ you got a real letter: &lt;strong&gt;few weeks ago&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ got an email: &lt;strong&gt;I dunno, I barely check it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ thing you purchased:&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;cheeeetos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ Tv program you watched: &lt;strong&gt;iron chef&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ movie you saw in the theaters: &lt;strong&gt;sisterhood of the traveling pants&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ song heard: &lt;strong&gt;uhh I dont remember&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ place you were [besides home]: &lt;strong&gt;school&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ phonecall: &lt;strong&gt;alfred&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ you were depressed:&lt;strong&gt; whaaa.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ you were in the hospital:&lt;strong&gt; I don't remember&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;When/What Comes to Mind When You Hear . . . &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ car:&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;issa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ murder: &lt;strong&gt;rape&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ cape: &lt;strong&gt;cod? haha&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ penis:&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt; herpes&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ cell: &lt;strong&gt;phone&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;x\\ shoe: &lt;strong&gt;socks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ fun: &lt;strong&gt;laughing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ crush: &lt;strong&gt;that one guy, with the face. you know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ music: &lt;strong&gt;iiiipod. thirsten howell babeh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;x\\ chalk: &lt;strong&gt;dusty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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I'm screwed for my spanish final!!!!!! let's just hope the school catches on fire 2nd period.</content>
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    <title>foryrlungs @ 2005-06-05T19:12:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-06T02:18:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-06T02:18:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"anecdote" - ambulance ltd.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">back at a 4g, and it feels good baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, kat and ken are quite possibly my most favorite people ever.  no, really.  I love them HARD!!!!!!!!!  last night was awesome.  I lollercrapped my pants a few times, even..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought 75 dollar jeans today.  I've gone insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this might just be the hottest song I've ever heard.  like, you know... if it was a person, or something.  oh boy, I know I'd hit it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foryrlungs:57744</id>
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    <title>foryrlungs @ 2005-06-04T10:07:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-04T17:17:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-04T17:23:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"electric bon bon" - tila nguyen</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I saw the goblet of fire trailer when I watched sisterhood of the traveling pants yesterday.  it looks so awesome!  I'm so excited!  I love meh some harry pottah!  oh and sisterhood of the traveling pants was a really cute movie... I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom asked me what I wanted for my birthday.  she was like, I'll get you anything! you just need to tell me!  so then I tell her, and she says no.  &lt;b&gt;PSH!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;APFT!&lt;/i&gt; HOW RUDE!  she says I can get a tattoo, but I could never pierce anything on my face.  what the hell?  does that make sense to anybody?  lol.  I really don't want a tattoo, and I'm not 18 anyways.  I just want this littlebabytiny nose piercing.  you won't even see it!  lol.  whatevah, I'm on a mission.. I'm determined to get it!  you guys need to give me some good bullshit to tell my mom so I can go ahead with trying to convince her, come on!!  you guys need know some good ones.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and I hate jerry seinfeld.  he ruined mah game, nah mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm I want some waffles.  latuh kiddies.</content>
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    <title>foryrlungs @ 2005-06-01T11:38:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-01T18:41:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-01T18:41:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>heavy breathing from the fat kid next to me.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">happy birthday Edgar.  I love you dearly mmkay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates have been scarce lately, I know.  I never write anything interesting anyways.  BUT there is a new layout.  I think I like it... &lt;i&gt;KINDA BONER&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fresh choice today, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pwett.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foryrlungs:57098</id>
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    <title>Im gonna tear your ass up like we just got married.</title>
    <published>2005-05-29T08:26:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-29T08:26:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"colorful revolution" - redwalls</lj:music>
    <content type="html">rachel sang that line today, and I couldn't get it out of my head.  I ended up buying it on iTunes.  I know I could get it for free from somebody, but buying songs off iTunes gets addicting.  especially if it isn't your money.  haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung out with my lovely children at starbucks today.  &lt;b&gt;oops, wookie!&lt;/b&gt;  rachel picked me up after and I just remembered I left my fucking purple liquid eyeliner in her car.  dammit.  but yeah, I ate at friday's for dinner and then I watched the movie &lt;i&gt;lumpia&lt;/i&gt; at ghia's house.  it was one of the stupidest fucking things I've ever watched in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I've had this killer tooth problem for the past few months but my mom's taking her sweet god damn time making a dentist appointment for me.  I've been bugging her forever.  AUGH, I'm just going to die, I know it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh.  d/hr=theraputic.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foryrlungs:57079</id>
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    <title>curses.</title>
    <published>2005-05-27T19:11:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-27T19:11:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"sexy results" - death from above 1979</lj:music>
    <content type="html">theres a hole in my pair of jeans today, so enjoy the free show bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to pick up my yearbook after school.  I'm not even in it.  damn you salazar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as for the good news?  me and kat are off on another starbucks run come lunch time.  yay for licensed drivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can all die now. kthxbi.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foryrlungs:56647</id>
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    <title>loud grunting noise.</title>
    <published>2005-05-25T18:34:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-26T00:48:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>aye nako.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">holehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh shit.&lt;br /&gt;so, life.&lt;br /&gt;my dog kept whining all night long because I guess my mom locked him out, and I was too sleepy to go help him, and then I woke up again at 4 am and he was still crying.  I felt like an asshole so I got out of bed and opened my mom's door for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teef said hi to me yesterday.  hehehepewpwehhehahahehehahe.  *dies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also pissed because when I get to job tech I get all excited to read my friends' livejournal entries, and I only get 3 new ones.  what's wrong with you people, don't you know my entire life is dependent on livejournal? DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?  jesus murphy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.  I'm soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1. Name: carissa&lt;br /&gt;2. Nickname: i have a lot.&lt;br /&gt;3. Birthday: 6/23/88&lt;br /&gt;4. Place of Birth: here.&lt;br /&gt;5. Zodiac Sign: cancer&lt;br /&gt;6. Male or Female: female&lt;br /&gt;7. Grade: 11th&lt;br /&gt;8. School: westmoor&lt;br /&gt;9. Occupation: awesomest person evar.&lt;br /&gt;10. Residence: daly city&lt;br /&gt;11. Screen Name(s): stankersaurus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__Your Appearence__ &lt;br /&gt;12. Hair Color: naturally brown but it's dyed black right now.&lt;br /&gt;13. Hair Long or Short: shoulder length, sorta long.&lt;br /&gt;14. Eye Color: dark brown &lt;br /&gt;16. Height:  5'0"&lt;br /&gt;18. Shoe Size: it depends, usually 4.5 - 5.5&lt;br /&gt;19. Braces?: no&lt;br /&gt;20. Glasses?: yes&lt;br /&gt;21. Piercings?: just my ears&lt;br /&gt;22. Tattoos: no&lt;br /&gt;23. Righty or Lefty: rightay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___Your 'Firsts'___&lt;br /&gt;24. First Kiss: j.........son. haha.&lt;br /&gt;25. First B.F/ G.F: ryan&lt;br /&gt;26. First best friend: allyssa vergara. man, i've known her since i was 4.  in fact, i just got back in touch with her a couple of days ago.. it's been yeaaars! lol.&lt;br /&gt;27. First Major Award: honor roll way back in elementary&lt;br /&gt;28. First Sport: i hate sports.&lt;br /&gt;29. First Pet: i've had a lot when i was a kid, fishes, hamsters, birds.. etc.&lt;br /&gt;30. First Major Vacation: philippines&lt;br /&gt;31. First Concert: all that concert 1999 status.  haha.&lt;br /&gt;32. First Love: i have not met him yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Favorites_&lt;br /&gt;33. Movie: stand by me, but i have tons more.&lt;br /&gt;34. TV Show: degrassi forever ok.&lt;br /&gt;35. Color: hot pink&lt;br /&gt;36. Band: alkaline trio&lt;br /&gt;37. Song: i'm digging all sorts of different bands right now so i can't just choose one. they're always changing!&lt;br /&gt;38. Food: stuff my mom cooks, japanese food, italian food..&lt;br /&gt;39. Drink: coke mostly. but i like iced tea and starbucks as well.&lt;br /&gt;40. Candy: allll sortsss. i love candy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;41. Sport To Play: none&lt;br /&gt;42. Sport To Watch: NONE. fucking boring.&lt;br /&gt;43. Brand Of Clothing: i lovelovelove volcom. i have volcom everything. including panties. haha. but i guess you didn't need to know that?&lt;br /&gt;45. School Subject: none.&lt;br /&gt;46. Animal: ferrets are cute.&lt;br /&gt;47. Book: any harry potter book.. i've read them countless times. NERD! also perks of being a wallflower, the great gatsby, the virgin suicides, and more.  i read a lot.&lt;br /&gt;48. Magazine: whatever happens to be in the bathroom while i'm taking a shit.  haha that's about the only time i ever look through one.  my mom buys a lot of tabloid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Currently_&lt;br /&gt;49. Eating: nothing&lt;br /&gt;50. Drinking: nothing&lt;br /&gt;51. Typing: this sentence RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;52. Online?: yes&lt;br /&gt;53. Listening To: nothing&lt;br /&gt;54. Thinking About: when the hell is my shirt coming through the mail?&lt;br /&gt;55. Wanting To: go home&lt;br /&gt;56. Watching: nothing&lt;br /&gt;57. Wearing: clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__Your Future__&lt;br /&gt;58. Want Kids?: maybe later.&lt;br /&gt;59. Want to Get Married?: yes&lt;br /&gt;60. Careers in Mind: i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;61. Where will you retire?: i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;62. Name of kids: i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;63. divorced?: if it doesn't work out than i guess i have to?&lt;br /&gt;64. 2nd marriage?: i dunno.                                          &lt;br /&gt;65. mistress?: haha no.&lt;br /&gt;66. polygamous?: no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Which is Better With The Opposite Sex_&lt;br /&gt;67. Cute or Sexy: cute.&lt;br /&gt;68. Lips or Eyes: eyes&lt;br /&gt;69. Hugs or Kisses: both.&lt;br /&gt;70. Short or Tall: i like em tallllllllllllllllll.  short but taller than me is cute though.&lt;br /&gt;71. Easygoing or serious: easy going.&lt;br /&gt;72. Romantic or Spontaneous: both.&lt;br /&gt;73. Fatty or Skinny: don't care!&lt;br /&gt;74. Sensitive or Loud: both.&lt;br /&gt;75. Hook-up or Relationship: relationship&lt;br /&gt;76. Sweet or Caring: both mmkay.&lt;br /&gt;77. Trouble Maker or Hestiant: whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__Have You Ever_&lt;br /&gt;78. Kissed a Stranger: no&lt;br /&gt;79. Drank Alcohol: yes&lt;br /&gt;80. Smoked: yes&lt;br /&gt;81. Ran Away From Home: yes&lt;br /&gt;82. Broken a Bone: broke my thumb once. haha. and sprained an ankle.&lt;br /&gt;83. Got an X-ray:  yes&lt;br /&gt;84. Broken Someones Heart: hope not.&lt;br /&gt;85. Broke Up With Someone worth ur time: no.&lt;br /&gt;86. Turned Someone Down: yes.&lt;br /&gt;87. Cried When Someone Died: yes.&lt;br /&gt;88. Cried At School: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___Do You Believe In___&lt;br /&gt;89. God: yes&lt;br /&gt;90. Miracles: why not&lt;br /&gt;91. Love At First Sight: no&lt;br /&gt;92. Ghosts: yep&lt;br /&gt;93. Aliens: hey theyre out there alright.&lt;br /&gt;94. Soul Mates: yes&lt;br /&gt;95. Heaven: yes&lt;br /&gt;96. Hell: yes&lt;br /&gt;98. Kissing on The First Date: depends.&lt;br /&gt;99. Horoscopes: they're fun to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___Answer Truthfully___&lt;br /&gt;100. Is There Someone You Want But You&lt;br /&gt;Know You Cant Have?: no.</content>
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    <title>squeeeeeee</title>
    <published>2005-05-21T03:35:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-26T00:26:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"the recluse" - cursive</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/community/ohnotheydidnt/1991753.html" target="_blank"&gt;SPICE GIRLS REUNION!&lt;/a&gt; &amp;lt;--- CLICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;edit || 1:02 AM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha ruben pissed me off so bad.  not only did he insult somebody i care about, but he got into labels.  i can't believe people still bother with that shit these days.  but &lt;b&gt;DUH!&lt;/b&gt;  everybody knows skaters can't have certain hairstyles because it's only for emo/scene guys.  how could i be so STUPID?!?!  lord up above please forgive me!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;douche.</content>
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    <title>foryrlungs @ 2005-05-19T23:00:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-20T06:08:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-20T06:08:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"don't think twice, it's all right" - bob dylan</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My Bright Eyes sweater came in the mail today!  It came super fast, I just ordered it on Monday.  The stuff I ordered from Saturday hasn't even come in yet!  Haha, it must be a sign.  Tomorrow's the big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyshit... HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHELSEA.  We ate at Red Robin after school, even though I hate it there.  The food I ordered was decent.  And then afterwards I asked Rach to drop me off early because I had to finish this stupid Huck Finn project.  My group barely did anything, and in one of the girls' group reflections she called me &lt;i&gt;Crissum&lt;/i&gt;.  Fucking assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I got home I typed my shit up and then Alfred came by so I could see his new hair cut and stuff.  I ended up plucking his eyebrows!  Haha I only cleaned them up though so he doesn't look super-femme or anything.  He shaved his mustache too.. *DIES*.  I always told him if he ever did it again our friendship would be over.  HAHAHA.  Whaaatevs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll watch Dogfight tonight.</content>
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    <title>foryrlungs @ 2005-05-17T12:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-17T19:07:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-17T19:09:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nothing.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The bell is going to ring in about 5 minutes, so I'll make this quick.&amp;nbsp; There's a better layout up and stuff now, my dad gave me $100 (more like he&amp;nbsp;left it hidden in an old suit and told me to go find it and keep it) and yesterday I went to the mall with Alfred to buy my folder for english where I saw my hawt lover &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_x__devastation' lj:user='x__devastation' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://x--devastation.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://x--devastation.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;x__devastation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;at Burger King.&amp;nbsp; and I want a piano key scarf.</content>
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    <title>foryrlungs @ 2005-05-15T16:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-15T23:22:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-15T23:22:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ahhhhhhhhh I fucked up my livejournal and i'm too lazy to fix it. so live with this for now.</content>
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    <title>this entry probably won't make sense.. i'm a tad tired.</title>
    <published>2005-05-15T07:47:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-15T07:47:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"waste of paint" - bright eyes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">wahoooo. today was fun.  things have been rough for these past few days since my parents are splitting up and all, so it was a nice get away.  i must let it be known that alfred is my best friend forever.  i love him very much!  well yes as i was saying.. around 1 i went to that carnival thang at thomas edison and i met alfred's cousin jade.. she's like uber tall and super pretty.  and my cousin earl was there for some reason as well.  anyhoo, after that we drove to stonestown to pick up alyssa's gift and den and den and den... we got back and alfred let me drive his car!  it was scary because i've never driven before.  quite a thrill!  then he ended up dropping me off early because i thought my mom wanted to eat out but she was in a bad mood so alfred came back and me went to eat and i spent the rest of the day at his house.  then i stayed over for pizza and a movie and shtuff.  i dunno why i've been eating there for dinner lately..haha.  i got home around 10:30 and my sister and mom were home.  they didn't eat yet so yeah we went to lucky chances.  their sinigang is fucking nasty dude.  it's too spicy.  yeck!  but yes that is my day.. now i must purchase my shirt online.  LATEEEE BITCHES.</content>
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    <title>drop a heaaaart.. break a naaaaame.</title>
    <published>2005-05-13T22:49:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-13T22:49:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>leigh's voice. ew.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">a bunch of random people saw me crying in westmoors parking lot with some old fob guy in slippers and socks.  haha.  that old fob guy is my dad.. and i'm terribly embarrassed that EVERYBODY and their mom saw me crying.  ahhhhhh. lol.  whateverrrrr.  my talk with my dad was stupid.... all lies.. blah blah blah.  i yelled at that anne girl and that girl who looks like phoebe because they were crossing the street without looking and anne was just staring at me.  FUCK YOU ok.  retards.  but yes now i am at rachel's lovely house... and yeah.  i think we're going to go to chelsea's appointment thing and get loaded.  LOL.  so yeah.. latuh..</content>
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    <title>bum bum bum.</title>
    <published>2005-05-11T04:47:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-11T04:47:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"this year's most open heartbreak" - funeral for a friend</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i can never say things or phrase things right. and i have this feeling that everybody secretly does not like me, or thinks i'm an asshole or something.  i don't even know why.  i suppose it's the pessimistic side of me kicking in.  i'd elaborate further but i can't really even explain it all that well.. it doesn't really make sense to myself.. haha.  jesus, like i said..&lt;i&gt;i can never say anything right&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;falling off the face of the earth sounds like a good plan right now.</content>
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