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  <title>She thinks she missed the train to mars</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Jun 2006 21:12:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m not for sale anymore</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve had this journal for like 2 years now, and I wanted a new name, and layout.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_lo_frequencies&apos; lj:user=&apos;lo_frequencies&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://lo-frequencies.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://lo-frequencies.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;lo_frequencies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the shitty layout myself and it about took forever, because I have no life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add me there if you like, dear friends!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 03 Jun 2006 02:23:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Drive until you lose the road</title>
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  <description>Life without my laptop is going well.  Yesterday I took it in and said my &quot;bye for now&quot;.  I still have the &apos;K&apos; that the guy popped off.  I&apos;m such a dork.  Then I... downloaded some music, went jogging with Nikki and ran into Marc, and humped him.  Heh.  Then we chilled at her house for a while.  I&apos;m in North&apos;s yearbook this year!  It&apos;s a picture from my senior prom, and it&apos;s so embarrassing.. but an accurate representation of prom.  Anyways.  Chilled there and came home and watched some Big Love, read, talked to Kory, and went to bed.  Today I cleaned my car and added a few stickers, watched some TV, ate at Ishi&apos;s with Christine, and walked around the mall some.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be great.  I&apos;m going to Morganton and get to cuddle/harrass/kiss/squeeze Kory.  YAAAAY lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m eating healthier lately, and not snacking at all or eating sweets. I tried to go into Whole Foods tonight and buy some organic shhtuff, but they were closing, and I&apos;m not THAT guy that goes into stores when it&apos;s closing time and makes employees hate me. I&apos;m working out a lot too, mostly kickboxing, which I loooove. It passes the time and gets me in shape for the beach in July. (Oh, my cousin and his wife are taking me to the beach with them for a week in July, and renting a house.  Of course, though, I&apos;m there to help watch Nicholas and babysit some.  But hey, free beachness, and maybe they&apos;ll feed me some.... maybe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss &quot;the open road&quot;; driving around randomly, getting lost occasionally, and just blaring music.  My cars been on E for a few days... but I gotta get gas tomorrow to get to Morganton.  If only the highway was more scenic.  I do get to drive past Braughton Mental Hospital on the way into town though... *cringe*  That place just looks creepy.  It&apos;s gonna suck when I&apos;m thrown in there one day lol.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 27 May 2006 03:57:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I adore a girl like you</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;One more chance.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;we were passers on the street,&lt;br /&gt;don&apos;t turn it into grief,&lt;br /&gt;just follow me into disaster,&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;ll fall.&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Apr 2006 01:01:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I AM SO EMO CRY CRY CRY &lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO CRRYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;BUT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;CONOR OBERST!&lt;br /&gt;MY SOOOUULLLLMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATE&lt;br /&gt;KISSKISSKISSKISSCRYKISSKISSKISS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love patrick sweatt and hate everyone else. everyone.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Apr 2006 05:47:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>TEEHEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gigglesnort*</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Mar 2006 08:42:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>And I&apos;ll drown this all out</title>
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  <description>Such a weird night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Winston already.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2006 03:41:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>If you knew me any better, you could tell this was all a cover-up.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2005 01:44:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HAIIIRRRRR</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m dying my hair (brownish) and cutting it (who knows) AGAIN tomorrow.  &lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I&apos;m lazy for the most part, but a hairwhore.  My hair at the time, disregarding the retarded look on my face is this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/College/P1030334.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haircuts that I really liked out of this $8 magazine that I&apos;m too poor to buy are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/hair1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt; I mainly like the coloring, but the style is like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/hair3.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt; which I like a lot, and think would be simple to do and maintain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/hair4.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt; I think this is really cute too, but maybe a little too short for my tubby face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/hair6.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt; Again, similar to #1 and #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/hair7.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt; Probably a tie between this and #2 as my fave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I think it&apos;s mainly between #2 and #5.  And think about if they would look right curly, how I have my hair sometimes when I&apos;m too lazy to blowdry it and straighten it, like so: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/hairnow.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt; 3</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Jul 2005 03:20:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>She goes to California, oh</title>
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  <description>&quot;Maybe we shouldn&apos;t have a dyke cow.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;*holds jessika&apos;s ass in precarious position while drawing heart on it* &quot;Maybe we shouldn&apos;t act like dykes around my aunts.  I feel that&apos;s offensive...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 10:46 tomorrow morning, we are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...To California until 11:34 Tuesday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ll miss me, right?  Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a postcard, leave me your address if I don&apos;t already have it.  THANKS!!!  &amp;lt;33333333333</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 16 Jul 2005 22:23:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;ve been trying to be where you are&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been secretly falling apart&lt;br /&gt;Unseen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my Aqualung away from me.  It makes me depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being in bad moods.  Especially an hour before a party.  I bring it upon myself, and make myself miserable.  I also get scared when things are too comfortable and perfect and feel the need to create problems in my mind that don&apos;t exist.  The cursed 3 months.  We haven&apos;t made it past, and it&apos;s the true test.  &lt;i&gt;I need to know if you&apos;re letting go.&lt;/i&gt;And I&apos;m a greedy attention whore.  I play perfect moments and scenarios over in my head and my dreams, but the syndicated version wouldn&apos;t be as surprising and wonderful if it was shown in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go to California in about 3 and a half days.  I&apos;m so excited, but it doesn&apos;t show.  I&apos;m hoping to find some strength and inspiration out there.  Something to push me forward and make me change.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking naps with little babies is awesome.  It&apos;s so peaceful and sweet.  If only everything were like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020501.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Jul 2005 01:11:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You&apos;re strange and you&apos;re beautiful</title>
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  <description>I had an eventful Saturday night.  And Friday too for that matter.  Jessika and I went dorm shopping Friday, and got lots of pretty things.  It&apos;s gonna suck when our loans don&apos;t come through and we don&apos;t get to go to college though.  Anywhore, we then ate yumtastic food at Bonefish where I confirmed my literacy and watched PEENQUEEENSSSSSS.  Headed over to Border&apos;s, and stuffed ourselves with cookies. Went to McDonald&apos;s and talked about how I looked pregnant in my shirt.  Hot.  Ran into some peoples, then Jessika and I headed home to watch Beavis and Butthead.  Saturday was as follows, because &lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 20 of us met up at the rock gardens for a little hide and seek.  Jessika, Tyler, Patrick, Zack, Kelsey, Carly, and Danielle were all there.  Danielle was late to her own shindig because she was stealing more signs lol.  But she brought waterguns and freezee pops, so it&apos;s ok.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020365.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020367.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020377.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treble Clef the cutesy teeninesy kitten was also in attendance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020378.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, we had chalk too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny stuff. *SIGGHHH*  so during hide and seek, which was tag and base being the bridge in the water, Jessika is IT and I&apos;m running to base, up on the edge of the pond, and she dives for me, pulling me top down.  I slowly realize what happens and cover my parts, then dive and tackle her ass into the water.  I&apos;m sure the 15 people, 12 of which I didn&apos;t know, on the bridge enjoyed muh boobies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020383.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treble Clef got hot so Kelsy dunked him in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020387.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this girl leaves for coffee with this guy, and comes back rolling in an office chair, holding incense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020385.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bouncing ballllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then came Red Rover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020388.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020391.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020392.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/DSC00377.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t we look thrilled. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this, Tyler, Jessika, and I headed to Burke Street to get pizza.  Took Jessika home, jumped in the shower, and met Marc for dinner.  We strolled around the Summer on Trade and braved it in back alleys.  I bought a rainstick and he bought some incense.  We headed to Border&apos;s, where we ran into Patrick and Madelyn before parking, and headed over to Starbucks to cause some trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/DSC00384.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/DSC00385.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Marc and I went for milkshakes at The Loop.  We&apos;re such hot ass crackwhores....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020402.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020413.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 Jul 2005 07:16:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>DC sleeps alone tonight</title>
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  <description>DC was marvelous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020275.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that part took forever.  That was a nice rest stop..  the first of SEVERAL more stops to come, and some pretty nasty ones too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020279.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all Virginia was... lots of trees and hideouts for cops.  As soon as we got out of that rest stop, there was a sign that said &quot;radar detectors illegal.&quot;  Note the dashboard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020282.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dyslexia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020285.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I hate big scary bridges like thatttttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020289.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I didn&apos;t win.  And I bought my first ticket *legally, now that I&apos;m 18*, and didn&apos;t even get carded.  How lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020291.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwww his emo glasses that he actually uses for vision purposes.  I think this was right before/after I serenaded him.. hahahahaha that&apos;d explain the angry/confused look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020296.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of these town names are &apos;dum&apos;... hahahhahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020299.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and some streets too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020303.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering DC!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020305.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first tunnel ever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020307.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shopping strip in Georgetown was insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020308.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they have a hidden mall, in back of all these shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020316.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Georgetown University is beautiful, whereas we&apos;re so creepy.  Or at least I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020319.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takin over da white houseeeeeeee. Lol.  I look rough as shit after like... walking around for about 3 hours in the hot sun, in flip flops *sometimes barefoot because of a blister I received during this*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020322.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only thought for the white house: you&apos;d think the grass would be nicer.  I&apos;m sorry, but if the white house has shitty grass with weeds, what does that say for our country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020325.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This woman has been sitting there on and off since 1980, in protest of war.  I went up and talked to her for a bit, and asked her some things, and told her what she was doing was amazing and there should be more people like her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020329.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, we got some random security guard man to take this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020332a.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ol&apos; Abe Lincoln... and Jew Fro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020334.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, and this was our view for the fireworks.  This was before all like 2 million people showed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020335.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat dead center at the Lincoln Memorial where MLK gave his speech.  How awesome is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020338.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A plane passing over the president&apos;s helicopter.  I swear G-Dub was in there partying it up because when we went around the white house, there was country music blaring out of the side parlor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020343.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhh......  They were AMAZINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the fireworks, it was a like.. 30 minute walk back to Georgetown where the car was.  Stopped at this fancy smancy italiano place where Tyler my love bought me dinner and we were the only people in there.  Sorta creepy.  Went back to the car and left at about 11:45.  Stopped at some gas station to get caffiene, and I took over driving, and then Tyler got sick from all the damn energy drinks he had.  So I drove the rest of the way.  Got to see the sun come up, and fell asleep driving a few times... kept drifting in and out.  It sucked. Didn&apos;t get into Winston until 6:30... and had to crash at Tyler&apos;s because my dad was already awake for work and that would not be a happy ending if I rolled in then.  But overall, a wonderfulllll time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight, Tyler, Jessika, and I go undie-dipping in some pool in some neighborhood up by Tyler&apos;s house.  I tell Tyler it&apos;s a bad idea, but go in anyways.  Swim around for about 10 minutes and some authority guy that like runs the place comes up and asks us where we live, why we&apos;re there and says he&apos;s calling the sheriff to come deal with us.  Jess and I go put clothes on in the bathroom and come out and the guy lectures us for a while but luckily let&apos;s us leave.  Scared the hell out of me, but I GUESS it was fun.. lol.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jul 2005 23:49:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>shuffleee</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m copying jackie.  1st 10 seconds of every song in my damn library.  Jessika: I&apos;m taking a nap... this is gonna take awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t imagine all the people that you know, and the places that you go, when the lights are turned down&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be your dream I&apos;ll be your wish I&apos;ll be your fantasy.  I&apos;ll be your hope I&apos;ll be your love, be everything that you need.&lt;br /&gt;Tireness fuels empty thoughts.  Find myself&lt;br /&gt;somewhere over the rainbow way up hiiiiiiiiiiigh&lt;br /&gt;say the things you say, when you&apos;re dreaming like you do.  you know sometimes circles run around you.  hey now let&apos;s be honest..&lt;br /&gt;we sent out the SOS call, it&apos;s a quarter past 4 in the morning when the storm broke our second anchorline.  4 months at sea.&lt;br /&gt;ooooo what&apos;s it like there outside with the living, with the living.&lt;br /&gt;Big wheels keep on turning, carry me home to see my kin.  singin&lt;br /&gt;trying hard to speak and fighting with my weak hand.  driven to distraction, all part of&lt;br /&gt;outline of the storyboard with no idea.  head first in the shallow end and I&apos;m sorry&lt;br /&gt;broadway is dark tonight.  a little bit weaker than it used to be. broadway is dark tonight&lt;br /&gt;I am heaven sent, don&apos;t you dare forget.  I am all you &lt;br /&gt;hey, are you lonely, summer goin so slowly&lt;br /&gt;rahrah RAHHHHHHHHHH in the backDOOORRRRRRRRR, and i&apos;m leaving you the way I think&lt;br /&gt;tell me what you thought about when you were gone and so alone, the worst is over. you can have the best of me.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m starting to fashion an idea in my head, where I would impress you&lt;br /&gt;Keep the noise low, she doesn&apos;t wanna blow.  Shaking from head to toe, and the left hand did the show me around.&lt;br /&gt;there&apos;s a place off ocean avenue where I used to sit and talk to you.  We were both 16 and it felt so right&lt;br /&gt;she greets the day with her hair wet.  she asks them to vacate the building because she&apos;s got a plan&lt;br /&gt;you cut me down a tree and brought it back to me, and that&apos;s what made me see where I was going&lt;br /&gt;How long I&apos;ll wait just to say goodbye.  10 different ways to&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m an effigy, a parody of who I appear to be, put your&lt;br /&gt;days bunch up into weeks, collaborate into months, mumble mumble..&lt;br /&gt;sleep now, moon, I&apos;ll watch over her while the sun is up and you&apos;ll have&lt;br /&gt;I am terrified of all things&lt;br /&gt;I calm the crowd and pick you out, my mouth moves too fast for you to figure it out.  it starts eyes closed, 2 fingers crossed&lt;br /&gt;she doesn&apos;t come from east of west, your body free or no less, in the moment&lt;br /&gt;pixies tuggin at your hair, pixies tuggin&lt;br /&gt;you thought that I don&apos;t trust you, I just know what you&apos;ve been up to.  &lt;br /&gt;looking back a lot has changed, never thought there&apos;d come a day, when everything we used to&lt;br /&gt;when I was a young boy I tried to listen and I wanna feel like&lt;br /&gt;I was fast asleep, dreaming I was rain, i fell&lt;br /&gt;and I heard a voice through the discord of the dangers of passersby, I saw one gaze&lt;br /&gt;mmmmMMmMMmmmmmMMmMMMMmmMMMmMMMmmmm Men reading fashion magazines, oh what a world it seems we live in. straight men&lt;br /&gt;she said don&apos;t... don&apos;t let it go to your head. boys like you&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking it&apos;s a sign, that the freckles in our&lt;br /&gt;And there&apos;s 3, count em 3, children playing on the beach, they were eager&lt;br /&gt;always when we fight, I tried to make you laugh, until everythings forgotten, I know you hate that&lt;br /&gt;sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset, swiftly go the days, sunrise&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s a car outside, we stalk the idle kind, if you&apos;re leaving just let me know.  tobacco and peppermint&lt;br /&gt;we&apos;re wondering what you&apos;re thinking, arthur nix.  cuz ever since you rode your bike into that car&lt;br /&gt;if you find yourself here on my side of town, I pray that you&apos;d come&lt;br /&gt;whatever poisons in this bottle will it be broken, sore and stiff.  there&apos;s a genie at the bottom who I&apos;m suckin at&lt;br /&gt;so sick, so sick of being tired and oh so tired of being sick. we&apos;re both such terrible liars&lt;br /&gt;i see a sense of wonder deep inside your eyes, as we&apos;re sparkling and twirling in the twightlight&lt;br /&gt;your lipstick his collar, don&apos;t bother angel, i know exactly what goes on&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;ve got your ball, you&apos;ve got your chain tied to me tight, tie me up&lt;br /&gt;everything I.. you are.. everything I.. once had.&lt;br /&gt;hey amanda, where&apos;d you find these crazy boys this time.  they say youre pretty but you don&apos;t think they&apos;re right.&lt;br /&gt;Said I&apos;m gonna buy this place and burn it down, I&apos;m gonna put it 6 feet under.&lt;br /&gt;Am I loud and clear or am I breaking up.  Am I still your charm or am I breaking up.  Are we getting closer or are we&lt;br /&gt;Hold me back tomorrow, hold back in the ballroom swinging.  Hold me back with my superman action&lt;br /&gt;She says she&apos;s no good, with words but I&apos;m worse. I stutter and I joke of a romantic verse stuck to my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;You do that romeo, be what you wanna be.  Look like youre running in place, do that stupid dance for me.&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s no consolation prize. There&apos;s no prize for consolation.  I&apos;m stuck in the middle, between hoodies&lt;br /&gt;dear i fear we&apos;re facing a problem, you love me no longer, i know and maybe&lt;br /&gt;hey mister, I really like your daughter.  I&apos;d like to eat her like ice cream, maybe dip her in chocolate&lt;br /&gt;there is hope for us, there is distance between you and I. we have just enough &lt;br /&gt;aim, smap, fall, the bitter wind weaved&lt;br /&gt;i believe in medication and I believe in therapy and I believe in crystal&lt;br /&gt;*icelandic song recorded backwards....*&lt;br /&gt;gold teeth and the curse for this town.&lt;br /&gt;she said missed the train to mars, she&apos;s out back counting stars.&lt;br /&gt;if you&apos;re going to san franciscoooooo, be sure to wearrrrr&lt;br /&gt;we might kiss, when we are alone.&lt;br /&gt;what the world needs now is love sweet love, it&apos;s the only thing that there&apos;s just&lt;br /&gt;Take what you can carry and the rest we will destroy. summers gonna wreck us, gonna crush&lt;br /&gt;there&apos;s plenty of time left tonight, I promised I&apos;d have you home before daylight&lt;br /&gt;don&apos;t know what I was looking for when I went home. I found me alone.&lt;br /&gt;could you whisper in my ear the things you wanna feel?  I&apos;d give you anything to feel&lt;br /&gt;Look at the stars, look how they shine for yoouuuu, and everthing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow that took an hour....  I give up.</description>
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  <lj:music>lots of songs</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jul 2005 17:23:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ask me what it&apos;s like to have myself so figured out.... wish I knew.</title>
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  <description>I fucking hate everything right now.  For once I thought I could be happy, but of course not.  I&apos;m never ever ever ever ever making plans again.  Because if a plan is made more than an hour in advance, it will fall through.  And I know this one couldn&apos;t be helped but grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR I&apos;m tired of this always happening to me.  And then I&apos;m left with nothing to do, because everyone else has plans that actually HAVEN&apos;T fallen through, because I&apos;m cursed.  I just wanted a date in my pretty new skirt, with my love, but no.  And another thing that pisses me off?  Victoria&apos;s Secret.  I&apos;m sorry but why fucking hire me if I&apos;m literally going to get no hours, and when I do have a set shift, they call and tell me they don&apos;t need me.  So in my past oh, 3 weeks of employeement, I&apos;ve worked ONE FUCKING SHIFT, and that was to cover for Annah.  God I didnt get a job just to use the discount (which I already did, dammit, and spent more than I&apos;ve made there thus far) and sit around calling every other day to see if they need me.  GODDDDDD.  Everytime I spend weeeekkkss looking for a job, I get one or think I do, but then have to turn around and look for another one.  And I&apos;m going to Cali soon and would like money for that, and that&apos;s gonna take out a week of &quot;potential hours&quot; and then I&apos;ll be moving to Greensboro for college like 2 weeks after that.  AHHHHHHH I&apos;m not in my happy place at all right now.  The 4th of July better not fall through, or I&apos;m going to that lake and drowning myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING IS FUCKING DEFINITE.  NOT EVEN LIFE.</description>
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  <lj:music>Brand New</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Jun 2005 07:02:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>your hands up on my booty</title>
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  <description>Today was pretty random.  Woke up, went to my aunts, ate lunch, sat there for a lonngggg time and watched fuse, because I&apos;m a cripple.  My back is still aching, my legs are still sore from working in heels, and to top that off, I slid down my front steps this morning and busted my right hip/ass/leg on 2 steps and a ceramic pot.  Then Tyler came and stole me and we got ice cream.  After a while of him driving around and jumping in random neighborhood swimming pools, I started to get un-emo and cheer up some.  We then went back to his house and ate dinner with the fam.  Then Tyler, his lil brother, and I took Logan the Ferret to play at West&apos;s football field.  We get there and it&apos;s almost dark, and a sprinkler is going on the field, which is already soaking wet and muddy.  So we let Logan loose and frolic in the mud and water, and play soccer.  We get all gross, lose Logan a few times, and then head home.  On comes ferret bathtime; the 3rd greatest time in the world... next to feeding time and naptime.  He&apos;s so cudderly. Hahaha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I&apos;m going to a modeling open call.  Hopefully it won&apos;t suck like all the other ones I&apos;ve been too, and they won&apos;t be like &quot;Hey, give us money and we&apos;ll rip you off.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020235a.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020232.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan attacks his father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020238.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan investigates the world beyond his pet carrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020239.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan frolics freely in the mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020241.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan attacks his stepmother and tries to dive up her pantleg.... *sigh Ihavescratches sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020242.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan and Dad have valueable playtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020246.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan is a smelly ferret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020248.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s get soakin&apos; wet!  (Logan likes raves and catchy techno songs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020251a.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan tries to escape bathtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020252a.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan gives up and embraces bathtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020253a.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing tops a soapy ferret with a fauxhawk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fin.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Jun 2005 05:54:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Let&apos;s unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words</title>
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  <description>Sigur Ros is my reason for life.  Seriously.  I can&apos;t wait until their concert in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Batman Begins today, and it was amazing.  If you haven&apos;t seen it, please do so.  One of the main bad guys, Dr. Crane (aka the scarecrow), graduated from NCSA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked at Victoria&apos;s Secret yesterday, in heels, and now my legs are killing me.  Never doing that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My updates are very boring lately, and rare, but I&apos;m hardly online or on my computer much anymore, unless I&apos;m writing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessika got her ticket to California now, so I&apos;m not going alone! WOO!  It sucks my aunt is all &quot;we aren&apos;t night owls.  We&apos;re usually in bed by 10. You can&apos;t drive our cars.  We aren&apos;t dropping you off in Hollywood or anywhere else.  You&apos;re stuck with us.&quot;  But I guess she feels responsible if anything were to happen.  Oh well, we&apos;ll make the most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Sherman.. I&apos;m a horrible person.  Survival of the fittest though.  Fuck Darwin for being right sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise Against - &quot;Swing Life Away&quot; is becoming one of my anthems now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We live on front porches and &lt;b&gt;swing life away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get by just fine here on minimum wage &lt;br /&gt;If love is a labor I&apos;ll slave &apos;til the end&lt;br /&gt;I won&apos;t cross these streets until you hold my hand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been here so long I think that it&apos;s time to move&lt;br /&gt;The winter&apos;s so cold summer&apos;s over too soon&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s pack our bags and settle down where &lt;b&gt;palm trees grow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ve got some friends some that I hardly know&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;ve had some times I wouldn&apos;t trade for the world&lt;br /&gt;We chase these days down with talks of the &lt;b&gt;places that we will go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Sigur Ros - Svefn-G-Englar &amp; Starslfur</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Jun 2005 22:45:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>We feel like rain when the words all sound the same</title>
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  <description>These past few days have been sorta random.  Jessika and I went down to the lake on Tuesday and tanned/splashed around.  Later that night, I ended up sitting alone at Reynolda Gardens, watching the sunset and writing.  I then drove around town for a long time and headed home.  Got in a little minifight with Tyler because I&apos;m crazy and just needed some space. We concluded we&apos;d spend Wednesday and the next few days hanging with friends and stuff.  So Wednesday, Andy IMs me and we decided to go get foodage and ice cream.  After ice cream, we see Ms. Chelsi and she tells us to jump in the back of a truck with her, and we ride around illegally.  It was fun!  Then we stalk Danielle at work and head to Border&apos;s. Roll up, and there&apos;s Tyler!  The night was weird, and we&apos;re both crazy, and then I cried in the parking lot. Gah.  Thursday we all hang out at Andy&apos;s while they jam.  Tyler, Danielle, and I go get chinese and then see Guess Who, which is like.. the funniest movie ever.  Then Tyler and I proceeded to actually have a GOOD experience in a parking lot for once lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I feel like a whore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; border=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left; width: 500px;&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#ddddff&quot;&gt;
&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;+1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/619_as_I_awake&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;619_as_I_awake&lt;/a&gt;&apos;s  &lt;a href=&quot;http://euthanize.us/memes/lj-slut-meme/&quot;&gt;LiveJournal Slut Stats&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; The below percentages indicate what &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/619_as_I_awake&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;619_as_I_awake&lt;/a&gt; has done with the 25 people on her friends list!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;&quot;&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; cellspacing=&quot;2&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left; width: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: right; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;met&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: middle; width: 320px; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; cellspacing=&quot;2&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left; width: 320px;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top; width: 192px; background-color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 50px; vertical-align: middle; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;60.0%&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: right; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;hugged&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 320px; text-align: center; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; cellspacing=&quot;2&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left; width: 320px;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top; width: 179px; background-color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 50px; text-align: left; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;56.0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: right; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;dated&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 320px; text-align: center; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; cellspacing=&quot;2&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left; width: 320px;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top; width: 64px; background-color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 50px; text-align: left; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;20.0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: right; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;kissed&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 320px; text-align: center; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; cellspacing=&quot;2&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left; width: 320px;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top; width: 64px; background-color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 50px; text-align: left; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;20.0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: right; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;seen topless&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 320px; text-align: center; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; cellspacing=&quot;2&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left; width: 320px;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top; width: 77px; background-color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 50px; text-align: left; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;24.0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: right; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;seen naked&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 320px; text-align: center; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; cellspacing=&quot;2&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left; width: 320px;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top; width: 38px; background-color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 50px; text-align: left; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;12.0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: right; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;phone sexed&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 320px; text-align: center; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; cellspacing=&quot;2&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left; width: 320px;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top; width: 1px; background-color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 50px; text-align: left; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;0.0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: right; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;made out&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 320px; text-align: center; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; cellspacing=&quot;2&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left; width: 320px;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top; width: 51px; background-color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 50px; text-align: left; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;16.0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: right; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;oral sex&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 320px; text-align: center; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; cellspacing=&quot;2&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left; width: 320px;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top; width: 26px; background-color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 50px; text-align: left; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;8.0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: right; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;fucked&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 320px; text-align: center; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; cellspacing=&quot;2&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left; width: 320px;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top; width: 1px; background-color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 50px; text-align: left; vertical-align: middle;&quot;&gt;0.0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;vertical-align: top;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://euthanize.us/memes/lj-slut-meme/&quot;&gt;&lt;big&gt;What are your LiveJournal Slut Stats?&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sponsored via &lt;a href=&quot;http://adultfriendfinder.com/go/p47465c&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Adult Friend Finder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Keep this meme and others like it checking it out or getting &lt;a href=&quot;http://adultfriendfinder.com/go/p47465c&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;free account&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! You may &lt;a href=&quot;http://adultfriendfinder.com/go/p47465c&quot;&gt;meet the match of your dreams!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1010098.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syphilis bus!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1010090.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doggy with a mohawk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020010.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Chelsi and I riding around in the truck down Stratford Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020012.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growwwwlllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020013.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beating shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020027.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020017spotlight.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/P1020039.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aw, how gross.</description>
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  <lj:music>nick drake</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2005 00:41:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Moving at the speed of sound</title>
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  <description>I am now severely indebt after returning my new digicam to get a better one, and purchasing my laptop.  But they&apos;re both hot, so I&apos;ll deal.  Hopefully I get my Victoria&apos;s Secret job!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom said today, about my dad &quot;All this time I&apos;ve been with him, you&apos;re the only good thing that&apos;s happened.&quot; ....... I dunno how that made me feel.  It was weird.  She has so must frustration and hate towards him, yet they stay together and never &quot;fight&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom also said how people have apparently been asking if I was pregnant or not.  OMG.  So note to self: If you have a boyfriend and throw up for a day straight *because of strep throat*, you&apos;re pregnant.  Geezus.  I&apos;m glad to know my family things so highly of the status of my virginity and decisions.</description>
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  <lj:music>Coldplay</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Coldplay</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 May 2005 02:45:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Can we take a ride and get out of this place?</title>
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  <description>I need to get out of here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t felt like this in a while.  It was just a really bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m tired of the same old situations, and the same old battles, and the same old ME.  I need alone time.  I think I&apos;ll drive down to the beach by myself sometime next week.  I could use an escape.  I need to get away from the internet and everyone.  I always feel like people are always wanting something from me, when I can&apos;t even give myself what I need.  But instead, most times I give them whatever they need and sacrifice my own needs, because that&apos;s who I am.  I&apos;m tired of it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler was right.  Real life is better than the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation is in 3 days.  I&apos;m scared, and I&apos;m not ready for any of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is just a chemical.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate my jealousy and self-pity. GRRRR.</description>
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  <lj:music>Imogen Heap - &quot;Hide and Seek&quot;</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2005 04:49:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>For all time.</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve never been more happy than I am now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessika&apos;s birthday this weekend was AWESOME.  I&apos;ll post pictures one day when I&apos;m not so... lazy and busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation cookout Saturday at Horizon&apos;s park.  Everyone should come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.  &lt;i&gt;Closer&lt;/i&gt; wasn&apos;t so bad....</description>
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  <lj:music>Damien Rice</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 May 2005 21:59:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Brothers and Sisters, put this record down.</title>
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  <description>OMG I HAVE AN INTERVIEW AT WET SEAL TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;Score!&lt;br /&gt;Making money + discounts = awesome.  I would have preferred Charlotte Rousse but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized I never update.  Oh well. In short, I have shopped myself into debt.  Well, most of it was spent on gas.  I&apos;m scrambling to figure out how to purchase Bright Eyes, Blood Brothers, maybe Jacks Mannequin, and Warped Tour tickets.  Urgg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks left of school and I&apos;m really excited/scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, Tyler took me to see a play called An Infinite Ache at Triad Stage in Greensboro.  I really really liked it.  I love going to plays.  Friday was Class Day and that was boring as fuck.  We all tried to keep ourselves occupied afterwards. Went to Burke Street, Border&apos;s, the Celtic Festival, and Taco Bell.  Figured out NOTHING was happening here, so we said &quot;EEEEENNNHHH!&quot; and headed to the next city.  We drove around The Boro, ended up at Friendly Center and got out and took pictures at this lil demolition area.  Headed back to Winston and went to the Greek Festival and almost got all food poisoned from the Galab.. something.  Heh. PEACOCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKK.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I went to work and then got muh hair cuuuutttttttt.  It&apos;s so short and cute.  Picked up Jessika and we headed about town.  Went to Trade Street for a while, and then Bed, Bath, and Beyond were I bought Philipe the Body Pillow.  Heh.  Called EVERYONE we knew, and ended up going to El Torero with Jamie, Gopher, and others.  Jess and I mooched the free chips n salsa.  We proceeded in making SEVERAL loud scenes.  It was great.  We attacked one another in the parking lot, and I succeeded in like almost ripping my tattoo off on the side mirror of my car.  Jess and I went back to her house to &quot;clean&quot;.  We ended up watching Day After Tomorrow.  So I&apos;m snuggling/humping Philipe when Jamie and Gopher roll up at like 12.  I fall asleep and wake up to Jamie sodomizing me.  Awesome.  They leave and Jess and I head to bed... with Philipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we wake up and clean her room some.  I come home and play on the computer and then MY LOVE gets online.  I head to his house and we hang out and then he takes me to Carraba&apos;s and buys me food.  Oh my dear Jesus.  Pasta Carraba.  jweoijf2893hjf9.  Go back and take some pictures, cuz I was feeling all artsy, since I&apos;m wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty normal.  Only one more Monday of high school!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/IMG_2491.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;blanket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post Class Day mayhem in the parking lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/IMG_2524.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;me and jess&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/IMG_2525.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;jess and emmy&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/05-16-2005051633PM.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;me, jess, emmy, gopher&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and more in my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/IMG_2532.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;me, jess, shaye&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/IMG_2533.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;me and emmy&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Bor-oooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/05-16-2005051838PM.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;emmy demo&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/05-16-2005051921PM.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;group random demo&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/05-16-2005052012PM.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;group demo&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo-eee-ooo, and I&apos;m Mary Tyler Moore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/IMG_2540.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Hairrrr&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/IMG_2552.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Hairrrr again&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re so creepy, but it&apos;s okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/IMG_2572.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;mmmm burrito&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/IMG_2573.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;kissesssss&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/05-16-2005052158PM.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;creepyyy&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/05-16-2005052305PM.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;mraaawwrrrr&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouchies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/IMG_2577.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;ouchies&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piggertails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/IMG_2578.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;piggertails&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2005 17:23:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Why don&apos;t you show me a little bit of spine you&apos;ve saved for his mattress?</title>
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  <description>So, I&apos;ll take this break of mine to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was No Pants Day I hung out with muh Jessika and Tyler, and we had lots o fuunnnn.  We went to eat and told horrible secrets, Jessika and Tyler had water/nerf gun fights IN my car, went to the Gallery Hop and walked around downtown.  Ran into Marc and his lovely friends, saw some other people we knew too.  And then I had the bright idea of running through a field in Reynolda Garden&apos;s at like 9pm, without our skirts.  So we get out there, Jessika and I drop trou, er well, skirt, and go running.  It was so fun, til Tyler dives into the bushes and we see a car is coming, and go running.  Jess and I land on briars and sticks, in our undies.  Not fun.  It&apos;s like 10 degrees outside, we get Tyler to bring us our skirts, and we run to the car.  Headed back to Jessika&apos;s and chilled for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Tyler and I woke up late, of course, and headed out to the Race for the Cure.  It wasn&apos;t so bad, but I was sooooore afterwards.  We ate, searched for mother&apos;s day gifts, layed around all day, and then went out for a Banana Split. Mmmm.  Came back from that and passed out on the couch, only to wake up like an hour after I was supposed to be home.  Ohhhh well. She doesn&apos;t care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I chilled, and yesterday was interesting.  We had the Spring Fling and most of us went out to that.  I did the 3 legged race, balloon toss, and water sponge race with Jackie. It was soooo fun, and I got wet a lot, which was awesome.  Leaving school, Missy pulls out a little into the road and realizes she can&apos;t go, and without thinking backs up into me.  Luckily it wasn&apos;t bad, but she was freaking out. We pull over to the soccer fields and look at the cars.  Of course, you couldn&apos;t distinguish is my car had been damaged.. simply from all the other scratches.  So I told her it was fine and not to worry about it, and we left.  Go back to Jessika&apos;s hood and I have the idea of jumping in her lake, since I had my swimsuit on.  I took a little while to get the balls but I did it and it wasn&apos;t so bad.  On my way home, some guys are in the middle of the damn road and start to yell at me and like run at my car.  I&apos;m like wtf.. Get home and Tyler comes over and we chill. I attempt to beat him up/wrestle him to the ground in my backyard, and end up hurting myself.  I&apos;m walking out the gate and hear something and look over and see Momma Cat&apos;s baby kittens!!! Omg they are so fuckin cute.  We played with them for a while, and came in and had cake. Mmmm.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun too.  Well photography sucked as usual, just because we had to go.  Afterwards, Jess and I went to get tastiness at le Taco Bell.  Then we went to Sam&apos;s and I jizzed myself when I saw gas was $1.98.  Went in to print pictures and saw the camera of my dreams and jizzed on it too.  I HAVE to have it. It&apos;s a Minolta Dimage E 50 and its teeny but has a lens that comes out and and and... it&apos;s hot.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, time for school and I&apos;ll post pictures later.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 May 2005 00:03:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>We&apos;ll all be portions for foxes</title>
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  <description>So Tuesday was the AP calculus exam, and it killed me.  But I&apos;m so fuckin glad it&apos;s over.  I dyed my hair and it... well its like.. dark red now.  Looks good, I guess.  Went to the Loop with Tyler and played at a park.  Wednesday Tyler came over and we had tacoooss.  Then ran into Shaye at Blockbuster where she got me The Notebook &amp;lt;33333.  So Tyler and I watched that, and I cried lol.  Then we went to &quot;get ice cream&quot;.  We ended up sitting in the car outside Ziggy&apos;s, listening to Hawthorne Heights.  It was awesome.  Went to Wendy&apos;s and then sat in Lowe&apos;s parking lot.  We had a long talk and it was good to get out what I was feeling.  I&apos;m still all confused about &quot;us&quot; I guess, and what I &lt;i&gt;feel&lt;/i&gt;/should feel, but he understands that. &lt;b&gt;[edit]&lt;/b&gt;I hate that I go through my random spurts of insecurity where I just wish I was invincible.  Luckily I&apos;ve learned to hold off making rash decisions, since I know I don&apos;t mean them, which leads to my persistent indecisiveness.  Grrquack to me, indeed.  But I know everything is fine in the way I think about him constantly, and melt in his smile, and crash into his laugh, and fall into his arms.  And hey, I like my hair down anyways.  It looks better that way. &lt;b&gt;[/edit]&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Patrick and I got to leave Career Center after 2nd, and didn&apos;t know what to do with ourselves.  So we went to the mall and poked around there for a while.  Went to Record Exchange and I bought old school Natalie Merchant, old Vertical Horizon, and The Talk.  Went back to school, ate some pizza, almost got paid to molester one another in the parking lot, played with pics/videos at Jessika&apos;s, got lapHUMPED by Jessika, made dirty jokes, and came home.  Now I feel all sick and stuff.  Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He&apos;s everything you want&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s everything you need&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s everything inside of you&lt;br /&gt;That you wish you could be&lt;br /&gt;He says all the right things&lt;br /&gt;At exactly the right time&lt;br /&gt;But he means nothing to you&lt;br /&gt;And you don&apos;t know why &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re waiting for someone&lt;br /&gt;To put you together&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re waiting for someone to push you away&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s always another wound to discover&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s always something more you wish he&apos;d say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you&apos;ll just sit tight&lt;br /&gt;And watch it unwind&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s only what you&apos;re asking for&lt;br /&gt;And you&apos;ll be just fine&lt;br /&gt;With all of your time&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s only what you&apos;re waiting for &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the island&lt;br /&gt;Into the highway&lt;br /&gt;Past the places where you might have turned&lt;br /&gt;You never did notice&lt;br /&gt;But you still hide away&lt;br /&gt;The anger of angels who won&apos;t return&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Apr 2005 22:11:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>High blood pressure like a diabetic</title>
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  <description>I smell like a taco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re so cute, it&apos;s gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/tyler1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/britt25/tyler2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spill Canvas can have my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[In a romantic fashion &lt;br /&gt;I will experiment with my fear right before his eyes &lt;br /&gt;And every smile that&apos;s unveiled will be soaked &lt;br /&gt;In my nervous charm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he&apos;ll say &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Is everything alright? &lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s been a few things I&apos;ve been meaning &lt;br /&gt;To let go of tonight&quot; &lt;br /&gt;And I will say &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Everything&apos;s just fine &lt;br /&gt;So you can put an end to your worrying mind&quot; &lt;br /&gt;And then our lips will collide &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The April sky will then bare witness &lt;br /&gt;To a brand new chapter with torn up pages &lt;br /&gt;When the planets align, I can feel the gates opening &lt;br /&gt;To my courage &lt;br /&gt;As I proceed to run my fingers through his hair &lt;br /&gt;And forget everyone who&apos;s jaded, &apos;cause they don&apos;t matter &lt;br /&gt;And I don&apos;t care &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a confident fashion &lt;br /&gt;I will admit my deepest and darkest to him &lt;br /&gt;And every gaze across the table &lt;br /&gt;Will send my unsuspecting body into shock &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I&apos;ll say &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Would you like to go inside? &lt;br /&gt;And forget the world and the rules &lt;br /&gt;By which we are to abide&quot; &lt;br /&gt;And he will say &lt;br /&gt;&quot;There&apos;s nothing I want more&quot; &lt;br /&gt;As we step into the room, turn off the lights and close the door &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The April sky will then bare witness &lt;br /&gt;To a brand new chapter with torn up pages &lt;br /&gt;When the planets align, I can feel the gates opening &lt;br /&gt;To my courage &lt;br /&gt;As I proceed to run my fingers through his hair &lt;br /&gt;And forget everyone who&apos;s jaded, &apos;cause they don&apos;t matter &lt;br /&gt;And I don&apos;t care &lt;br /&gt;No, &apos;cause they don&apos;t matter &lt;br /&gt;And I don&apos;t care &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brash and hopeful &lt;br /&gt;That my luck will not perish tonight &lt;br /&gt;When the overcast tries to kill me &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s your slow motion rain &lt;br /&gt;That falls warm on my neck that keep me alive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider this song a testament &lt;br /&gt;Of my devotion to your sacharrine scent &lt;br /&gt;And to be completely honest &lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re not like all the rest &lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re not like all the rest]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Research papers suck.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Apr 2005 00:26:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My lawyer made me change the name of this entry so I wouldn&apos;t get sued</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;Dear Livejournal,&lt;br /&gt;Today at lunch, everyone turned away from me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha Patrick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MilchWertlos (6:48:17 PM): omg..he looks like...a...girl&lt;br /&gt;MilchWertlos (6:48:22 PM): a really ugly girl&lt;br /&gt;PrettyWastedLies (6:48:21 PM): can i tear your ass up like we just got married?&lt;br /&gt;MilchWertlos (6:48:39 PM): no.......not if you look like that on our wedding night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww, I love my friends. They make me happy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite me freaking the FUCK out several times today over my research paper and photography assignments both due friday that i haven&apos;t started, newspaper articles that are late, calculus exam tuesday that i&apos;m nowhere near prepared for, credit card app, and finding a second job, *takes breathe* I&apos;ve been having a really good past few weeks.  Tyler and I are going out, and he is amazing.  I will not mess this one up! WILL NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessika, stop hitting on the birds.  Dammit woman. NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a co-signer for my credit card, and should be approved by like tomorrow, says Mr. BB&amp;T man.  While I was there, I ordered a new debit card too since mine doesn&apos;t work anymore.  And I&apos;m turning in my application to work at Wet Seal tomorrow.  Discounts, bitchesssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;I AIN&apos;T NO HOLLABACK GUUURRRRRLLLL. OOO-OOOO. THIS MY SHIT, THIS MY SHIT.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was a lovely break from my stressful life.  Back to the shit now.</description>
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