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  <title>Not Worthy of a Title</title>
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  <updated>2005-09-09T02:16:39Z</updated>
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    <title>negative_jerk @ 2005-09-09T14:14:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-09T02:16:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-09T02:16:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Coma White (acoustic) - Marylin Manson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have decided that as nothing interesting happens to me anymore I'm going to stop posting. &lt;br /&gt;As devastated as you all may be, let me reassure you that if you pick up a fucking phone it will do roughly the same thing as reading this shit. &lt;br /&gt;I'm not even a hundred percent sure why I started this damn account. Honestly, who the hell cares about my day to day bullshit? This seems a lot angstier than it actually is. As much as I was sure it would never happen, I guess I'm growing up. I'm just done. &lt;br /&gt;Now before Phil wets himself, I assure you that I'll still comment and such. Just no more posts.&lt;br /&gt;So that's that. If any of you don't have my new number it's 236-2630.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party on wayne.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:negative_jerk:17325</id>
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    <title>Cellar Door</title>
    <published>2005-07-15T08:02:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-15T08:02:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Much loud torturing me.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I honestly wish I could sleep. &lt;br /&gt;I'm not enjoying my insomnia anymore. When before it was a fun way to warrant sneaking out and watching girls gone wild on late night cable, now I just feel like I'm in a haze no matter what. Nothing has sunk in in such an incredibly long time. I feel like Im watching my own life from an outside perspective. No matter what. Today I didn't know where I was spending the night, and it didnt occur to me to find out. I actually have reasons for not sleeping, but none I'm quite comfortable with revealing to the masses on livejournal. haha, see what I just did? Tooootally just teased you. Oh whatever, nobody pay attention to this. It's all just me grasping and at all my surviving neurons and trying to force them into writing a half coherant rant. Rebellious little fuckers aren't they?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:negative_jerk:17100</id>
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    <title>why do they still let us in rideau?</title>
    <published>2005-07-10T02:07:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-10T02:10:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ani Difranco - Napolean</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;hehehe, oh phil. you crazy crazy queer you. Ghandi is just so sexy!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/negative_jerk/sexy_ghandi.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyhoo, yesterday was uh...interesting. Going with the classic "Sophia's homeless" theme that we seem to love so much this year, I spent the last week...elsewhere. (Cudos to Hannah Banana for giving me a crashable basement.) Yesterday night phil and I were just going to spend the night out and about. But seeing as how we're both pussies, that plan went to shit.&amp;nbsp; I finally got kicked out of a fur store, kinda. Well princess and I got in a screaming match with this crazy old lady at Dworkin Furs. Then we went to steve's, then saw this guy with a british accent, who IS cute no matter what you say. We then sat in a foodcourt, threw pennies at eachother and defiled Ghandi (see above). Zach and Kyle went to Fantastic Four with us with "interesting" results. When we got out, almost all buses had stopped running so we were more or less stuck at the colliseum. It rained, a cat followed us, and so ended an overall wierd evening.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: Ariel peirced her lip today, sexiness shall ensue I'm sure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Disclaimer: Although I usually hate the traditional "I'm dictating my life over the internet so that&amp;nbsp;the poor sad bastards&amp;nbsp;even more boring than I can read it" format, I'm sick, I'm grumpy, and I finally had to come home. Way too damn tired for insight of any sort. I'll be cynical later. Scouts honour.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:negative_jerk:16804</id>
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    <title>negative_jerk @ 2005-06-30T18:34:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-30T22:42:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-30T22:43:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well I've fucked up on an epic scale again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm faced with losing my best friend in the entire world over a guy. For the past two years the three of us have been so close, we've been part of eachother. I know what I did was wrong, but there's no going back now. &lt;br /&gt;I didn't think that things would end this way. I never thought it was going anywhere. And it didn't until I knew things were over between the two of you. I have no excuse for what I did, but I do know that if anything happens to end our friendship it can't be over something like this. Maybe if I like kill your mother (which I may cuz she's so damn rude), then maybe we won't be friends anymore, but over a guy? No way. I have more faith in our friendship than that. I know you won't want to talk to me for a while, and I totally understand that. I would be doing the same things if I were you. I'll be here when you want to talk again. I know you'll read this, and I love you. sorry man.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:negative_jerk:16504</id>
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    <title>...bubble</title>
    <published>2005-06-02T21:11:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-02T21:11:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Fight Song - Marilyn Manson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">In december rosie, ariel and I were walking through the path on the way to ariel's house when we say about a loaf's worth of bread lying in the snow. The bread had been completely fucking butchered. Not just by a bird, like somebody had actually taken the mafia route and "cut it good". We stopped. We stared. We ran away screaming. We moved on with our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three weeks later it was whole wheat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same spot on the path, there was a gaggle of masacred whole wheat bread. The signs were all pointing to a conspiracy. A month later it was pumpernickle. Same place, same condition, same everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini toast was found at a later time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago it was an egg salad sandwich. If you have any information regarding this toast holocaust please contact me at 762-4916.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The rumors are true, I found a house. I've never lived in a house before. HOORAH! I'll be holding a box social upon entry to the home.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:negative_jerk:16182</id>
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    <title>negative_jerk @ 2005-06-02T16:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-02T20:03:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-02T20:03:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">aw man dont you hate it when the people you THOUGHT were your friends turn around on you and shit talk you.. but then they still pretend like they're your friends.... and then they try to steal all your other friends... and then you end up having no friends!:O. very complex. dont worry. i have the best friends in the world.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remeber when we were all grown up and had a grip, i guess as the years progress.. people turn more into bitches.. meh</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:negative_jerk:16080</id>
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    <title>negative_jerk @ 2005-05-30T22:17:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-31T02:10:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-31T02:10:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my dads shit from the backroom</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This is a story, of a lonely flower, who wasted away because she was so damn lonely. She spent her summer days, writing songs that only her ears would ever hear. And she drew pictures that would make even van gough shed a tear, but sadly not a soal would ever see them but her own. She would spend long hours thinking up clever jokes, but only herself could ever appreciate them. Until one day, in the early days of spring, another flower blossomed from the ground beside her. Over the months the bud grew taller and stronger and wiser, and the two flowers grew quite close. They would sing songs together and draw portraits of one another and exchange jokes, and the lonely flower found she was not lonely anymore. She was grateful for a friend, for nothing could ever amount to the joy she felt over the past few months, she had made a true friend. Her songs no longer went unheard, and her paintings were admired, and finally her jokes were appreciated. But as the days grew colder and the nights grew fierce, the once lonely flower found herself wasting away. Her petals grew thin and colourless, and her stem grew week and brittle.... and as the two flowers tucked themselves away for the long winter. Only one would return for the spring ahead.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:negative_jerk:15832</id>
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    <title>negative_jerk @ 2005-05-30T19:27:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-30T23:17:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-30T23:17:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">SOPHIA FOUND A HOUSE, SOPHIA FOUND A HOUSE! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE SOPHIA FOUND A HOOOOUUUUUUUSE</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:negative_jerk:15499</id>
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    <title>negative_jerk @ 2005-05-27T06:36:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-27T13:39:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-27T13:39:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ker-AZY baby eintein movie</lj:music>
    <content type="html">HEEEEY EVERYBODY! im going to toronto! well im leaving at like 10ISH so i'll be gone soon. oh man im gunna miss everybody SO much, and im only leaving for what like TWO days. I LOVE YOU GUYSSS. that means EVERYONE even if im in a fight with you (TESSA) still love you XD. Oh yeah and im getting a drive instead of taking the bus, wich is pretty cool, but sucks at the same time cuz i was kind of excited.. but at least now theres a less likely chance of me getting raped! well i gots ta be getting on ma way. byebye everybody, if theres a computer in toronto that i have access to i'll check up, but if not i'll see you all when i get back! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love love LOVE you guys!&lt;br /&gt;miss you ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:negative_jerk:15289</id>
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    <title>negative_jerk @ 2005-05-21T10:58:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-21T15:00:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-21T15:00:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>your own disaster-tbs</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well, im at sarah's house, and tessa's here, good fun :). Tessa is the love of ma life! she's here now (say hi). well rather then post a big long shit about nothing. i know sophia'll say something about the ker-azy russian guy. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. BYE</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:negative_jerk:14999</id>
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    <title>negative_jerk @ 2005-05-17T21:13:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-18T01:06:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-18T01:06:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Riptides-Hearts &amp; Flowers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yeah yeah.. so it seems i shall be writing most of these god forsaken things until sophia finds a.. house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i never thought i'de find myself saying THAT :S. Well lets just all hope sophia gets out of that god forsaken shelter as soon as possible</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:negative_jerk:14778</id>
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    <title>The village people are fucking idiots</title>
    <published>2005-05-17T15:24:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-17T15:24:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mr. Farley rambling</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It's not fun to stay at the YMCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm homeless. God fucking help me.&lt;br /&gt;The entries shall slow until I find a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've befriended a prostitute, this should get interesting</content>
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    <title>negative_jerk @ 2005-05-11T18:26:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-11T22:27:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-11T22:27:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my parents shooting down my sister</lj:music>
    <content type="html">my parents are retarted! they are so damn over pretected! it's like why dont they just wrap me up on bubble wrap and stick me in an air tight glass box to keep me away from the germs in the AIR!they are so fucking gay.... now their yelling at heather for not going to school enough. so im gunna make some popcorn and listen it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:negative_jerk:14198</id>
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    <title>negative_jerk @ 2005-05-09T17:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-09T21:34:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-09T21:34:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my own lonely sighs</lj:music>
    <content type="html">wow.. you ever have one of those days where you feel so.. fucking... gross! ilke really you just want to go crawl into a hole or under a rock or somehting and never let anyone see you ever.. ever.. again. Yeah i had one of those days.. not to mention i think im losing all my friends.. well not all.. but the ones that matter.. and it really fuckign sucks. so maybe they wouldnt mind if i crawled under a rock and died... I'll go do that now........</content>
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    <title>Muffling my screams in a pillow</title>
    <published>2005-05-09T18:11:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-09T18:11:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Rosie and her "silky smooth hair" ranting</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Who the fuck invented comp class? I bet it was you mr. Mason. Yes you, the middle aged man staring at me from across the room. You know Im not working don't you? ah, but you can't see my screen from over there mr. Mason.&lt;br /&gt;And I have the menu bar down. I'm using key shortcuts for everything. Even my msn-2-go. So yes mr. Mason. You can give me that intimidating stare for as long as you want. But you can't prove shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WIN</content>
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    <title>negative_jerk @ 2005-05-08T12:53:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-08T16:46:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-08T16:46:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hands Down-Dashboard Confessional</lj:music>
    <content type="html">it'ssssssssssssss MOTHERS DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!and i got off EASY! i just said i'de make dinner, and im just being nice for once. thats the good part about being a bad child. heh heh heh.... well im gunna go clean the hosue and make ice tea for my mother. XD</content>
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    <title>im not dead</title>
    <published>2005-05-07T13:23:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-07T13:23:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">holy shit im not fucking dead! AHHHH! why was like.. everyone on the face of the plant searching for me :S.    EVERYONE knows im irisponsible. DUUUUHHHHH. oh well. it's all good now XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, and sophia. my mother got the money for the conertygoodness, sooooooooo. If i give it to you can you pick mine up one day on the way home from school, pretty pretty please XD. i knew you'de say yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it's like 9:30 in the morning and im very tired, so bye. everybody. yeah. tired sdhjdnwk</content>
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    <title>Penis Envy of the Moonbeam Whore</title>
    <published>2005-05-07T03:52:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-07T03:52:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the nagging anticipation of the horrorpops</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So much tired. This is my day:&lt;br /&gt;Wake up. Right away I know the day is going to suck. Why you ask? Because I'm concious. I go to school. I go to rideau with Tessa and Sam (who it turns out is really cool). We see Kate, Emily and Sasha (Who I am stalking...because I can...and I love her...). I go home. &lt;br /&gt;Now here's where I get ass fucked.&lt;br /&gt;I was tricked into working. Father figure was all "oooh, Im hosting a double feature down at the mayfair. You should come watch some free movies! It'll be nice. We'll be happy and love puppies and eat cotton candy and frolic in meadows amongst the baby deer and fluffy bunnies." I paraphrase of course.&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward two hours I'm sitting behind a glass wall pushing tickets through a slot and saying "Hello. Is that for the one show or the two? Snack bar is through the doors and on the left. Yes, right up the stairs. Enjoy your show." over and over and over and over and over again. &lt;br /&gt;Then my mom calls and tells me Rosie is fucking missing. And I can't get ahold of ANY of you cocksuckers all night. I finally walked down to the fokelore center and bugged people until they told me where lorie was. In turn, I found Hannah. But she's house sitting a la Alan's. So she (at alan's) and me (working) tried in vain to call everyone and try to find our friend. We failed. We decided not to think she's dead until tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a super duper so-light-it-burns-my-eyes note. I got tickets to the horrorpops!!!! This is in fact a w00tenany. That's right bitch... 1337 worthy.&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/negative_jerk/cowparty.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;</content>
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    <title>negative_jerk @ 2005-05-05T20:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-06T00:35:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-06T00:35:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Duct Tape-Freezepop</lj:music>
    <content type="html">K SCRATCH THAT THIS IS SO MUCH MORE APRORIATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the stars; look how they shine for you&lt;br /&gt;And everything you do&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, they were all yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came along; I wrote a song for you&lt;br /&gt;And all the things you do&lt;br /&gt;And it was called yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I took my turn&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a thing to have done&lt;br /&gt;And it was all yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Your skin, oh yeah your skin and bones&lt;br /&gt;Turn into something beautiful&lt;br /&gt;D'you know?&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you so&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swam across; I jumped across for you&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a thing to do&lt;br /&gt;'Cos you were all yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew a line; I drew a line for you&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a thing to do&lt;br /&gt;And it was all yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your skin, oh yeah your skin and bones&lt;br /&gt;Turn into something beautiful&lt;br /&gt;D'you know?&lt;br /&gt;For you I bleed myself dry&lt;br /&gt;For you I bleed myself dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the stars&lt;br /&gt;Look how they shine for you&lt;br /&gt;And all the things that you do</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:negative_jerk:12605</id>
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    <title>woosh</title>
    <published>2005-05-05T23:23:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-05T23:23:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Scientist- Coldplay</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"The Scientist"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how lovely you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to find you&lt;br /&gt;Tell you I need you&lt;br /&gt;Tell you I set you apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your secrets&lt;br /&gt;Ask me your questions&lt;br /&gt;Oh, let's go back to the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running in circles&lt;br /&gt;Coming up tails&lt;br /&gt;Heads are a science apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;It's such a shame for us to part&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be this hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, take me back to the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just guessing&lt;br /&gt;At numbers and figures&lt;br /&gt;Pulling your puzzles apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions of science&lt;br /&gt;Science and progress&lt;br /&gt;Do not speak as loud as my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you love me&lt;br /&gt;Come back and haunt me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I rush to the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running in circles&lt;br /&gt;Chasing tails&lt;br /&gt;Coming back as we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's such a shame for us to part&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be so hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to the start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word mo' fucka</content>
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    <title>Another comps class completely well spent</title>
    <published>2005-05-05T13:28:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-05T13:28:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mr. Mason doing SOMETHING stupid</lj:music>
    <content type="html">With mouths full of gum and spirits full of dispair, Rosemary and I carted our sorry asses into Mr. Masons Comp class. Single period, but as an added kick in the pants, it's part of a SEVEN DAY project we're working on. "Livejournal!" I said,"the answer is Lj, It shall set us free!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurriedly I clicked away, fingers poised over Ctrl+W. Only to realise that there was only five minutes left in class and I had been rectally reamed by school once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoth the raven, Alt+F4</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>negative_jerk @ 2005-05-04T19:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-04T23:35:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-04T23:35:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Duct Tape-Freezepop</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok.. so i try not be all emo, cuz this is mine and sophias livejournal.. and i want it to be funny, and i want people to laugh when they read this.. and maybe some people will laugh when they read this cuz.. they dont like me or something i dunno.. but i dont want to tell anyone in particular.. so i'll just let the whole world know.... even though pretty much no one reads this..but i just have to get it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday my sister skipped again.... my mom talked it out with her, and ofcourse she's nto in trouble (she's my mommy's little princes) but then my dad came downstairs.. well my moms gone bu this time so she cant stand up for us.. so my dad starts screaming and yelling about how things are gunna have to change around here and he's putting us on a "tight leash". Well im standing there thinking, well what the FUCK did i do! So i said it. no i yelled it out, at both of them, and they ignored me, so i yelled it louder, and louder. till finally my sister just tells me to shut up! so i cracked.. i actually told my dad, and my sister how i felt. I told them about how everytime my sister screws up i get pulled into it, and somehow she gets off easy and it all turns around on me even though i never did anything in the first place! and i am pouring my heart out about how i never get a say in anything and it's not fair. And my dad just laughed.. he laughed at me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wish that for once my parents could say like "good job you tried hard" rather then "you could've done better" i want to fit in so badly around here, but im just invisible.. and when im not invisible im getting yelled at for something heather did...why does everything always turn around on me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant even remeber the last time either of them told that they were proud of me.. or that they loved me</content>
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    <title>negative_jerk @ 2005-05-04T19:17:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-04T23:17:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-04T23:17:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Sound of Silence-Simon &amp; Garfunkel</lj:music>
    <content type="html">my family (dad) is officially retarded! ok so my sister skips school again right. AGAIN!. And my mom's being all reasonable blahblahblah. But my dad.. oh my dad just HAD to blow it out of preportion right!? so he's yelling and screaming at us for like 20 minutes and im pissed off and outraged cuz like you know.. what the FUCK did i do!? and im yelling this to both of them. and both of them are ignoring me!! so my sister finally tells me to shut up and i cracked! i start yelling about how she's actually getting what she deserves and every time she screws i get pulled into it and she always ends up getting off easy and in the end.. SOMEHOW. it's my fault!!! so now my dads mad at me and heathers still skipping school and going on msn and so far neither of my parents have said SHIT! this is so gay!  Why is everything always my fault! and when it isn't my fault im invisible! Why cant my parents just tell me good job you tried hard for once.. rather then you could've done better.... is that too much to ask!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could mean something to this family</content>
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    <title>negative_jerk @ 2005-05-03T17:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-03T21:39:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-03T21:39:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Boys Dont Cry- The Cure</lj:music>
    <content type="html">GOD DAMN YOU SOPHIA PUT UP OUR PICTURE ALREADY</content>
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    <title>negative_jerk @ 2005-05-03T15:42:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-03T19:39:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-03T19:39:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Rockaway Beach-The Ramones</lj:music>
    <content type="html">IT IS COMPLETE!! AND IT IS BEAUTIFUL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after an hour or so of MSNing everyone signed off and i got bored. SO i confronted my mother. After 20 minutes or so of wandering around the neighborhood my sister called telling me to come home. (Im assuming my parents got worried because it was dark at this point) well all is settled and im spending the day at home due to my mothers guilt *thank you thank you*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im gunna go watch some more TV and stuff my face. (heh heh heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(plus i dont think im supposed to be on the computer and any minute my dad'll be home)</content>
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