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  <title>~Your Lord and Master The Muffin Queen~</title>
  <subtitle>with the cream and the cheese and the cheesy cheesy cream</subtitle>
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    <name>Miss Muffin Queen</name>
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    <title>iceypinkbubbles @ 2004-07-14T12:43:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-14T18:43:48Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;Find out who has a crush on you!&lt;br&gt;Check out the&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://madscience.dyndns.org/ljcrush"&gt;LJ Secret Crush Database&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;brought to you by&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_madscience' lj:user='madscience' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://madscience.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://madscience.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;madscience&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;*39SEB9WCOE948HPMZBNPVL6ZQTCIH2SF*&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>hello</title>
    <published>2004-01-31T18:29:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-31T18:29:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i have been so stressed out lately, especially the last weeks with exams, and we pages.&lt;br /&gt;I would really like to shoot myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to send Chantelles app. today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh and charlie boochie is here :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will update later</content>
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    <title>stuff ish</title>
    <published>2003-12-18T03:28:02Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-18T03:28:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. Copy this whole list into your journal.&lt;br /&gt;2. Bold the things that you have in common with me.&lt;br /&gt;3. Whatever you don't bold, replace with things about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. I have have brown hair&lt;br /&gt;02. I have a crush on Trent Lane&lt;br /&gt;03. I wish i was at Mount Royal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;04. I like to get things done before they're due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;05. I dislike public computer labs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;06. I have this bad habit of saying "exactly"&lt;br /&gt;07. I hate teenage movies&lt;br /&gt;08. My favourite colour is pink.&lt;br /&gt;09. My family are about the only ones who 'get me'&lt;br /&gt;10. I like the backstreet boys&lt;br /&gt;11. I HATE HARRY POTTER&lt;br /&gt;12. I love my nova (73).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. I have waxed some parts of my body.&lt;br /&gt;14. I am quite happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. I'm the shiznit when I fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. I dislike living with others&lt;br /&gt;17. I dislike anime&lt;br /&gt;18. I wish i could go to Europe &lt;br /&gt;19. I need to loose weight&lt;br /&gt;20. I like getting mail&lt;br /&gt;21. I like homeless people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22. I think the music genre you listen to tends to speak volumes. Even though, I hate creating genre's for music...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. I had a pen pal.&lt;br /&gt;24. I hate people who thinmk they are hardcore (ie. I AM PUNK listen to blink 182, and i love heavy metal i listen to linkin park ect)&lt;br /&gt;25. I HATE MATH&lt;br /&gt;26. I love the symphany and plays&lt;br /&gt;27. I love music that is no corrupted by the main stream&lt;br /&gt;28. I LOVE Jhonen Vasquez and Roman Dirge and Mark Ryden&lt;br /&gt;29. I will be 18 in 100 days&lt;br /&gt;30. I like to hug&lt;br /&gt;31. I love to smile&lt;br /&gt;32. I hate sports&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;33. I think that Antonio Banderas is not hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;34. I love a clean room.&lt;br /&gt;35. Johnny Depp = GOOOOOOOOOOOD&lt;br /&gt;36. I love Tom Waits, NIN and Nick Cave&lt;br /&gt;37. I love autumn&lt;br /&gt;38. i have black nails&lt;br /&gt;39. my REAl hero is my mother&lt;br /&gt;40. I call everyone hun&lt;br /&gt;41. I like to dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;42. I think that parents are misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;43. I wish I had a laptop.&lt;br /&gt;44. I love to paint.&lt;br /&gt;45. I do not like the taste of meat&lt;br /&gt;46. I love the arts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;47. I have made web pages before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;48. I dislike smalltalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;49. I like pasta.&lt;br /&gt;50. My favorite smell is raspberry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;51. I am not a packrat; I throw things away.&lt;br /&gt;52. I like grey skies better then blue ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;53. I like the smell of mowed grass and rain.&lt;br /&gt;54. I use metaphores and personification on a regular basis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;55. I can't stand stupidity&lt;br /&gt;56. I hate the computer right now&lt;br /&gt;57. I can never find the right words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;58. I've never had braces.&lt;br /&gt;59. I like all kinds of music&lt;br /&gt;60. I hate guys who flirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;61. I like electic music.&lt;br /&gt;62. I love my friends&lt;br /&gt;63. Hitler is not interpreted right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;64. I like all colors.&lt;br /&gt;65. My favorite drink is raspberry.&lt;br /&gt;66. I HATE THE RESTURAUNT BUSINESS.&lt;br /&gt;67. I like edward gorey and dante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;68. I hate gold jewelery.&lt;br /&gt;69. i love mocha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;70. My feet get cold easily.&lt;br /&gt;71. I do enjoy being a little odd&lt;br /&gt;72. I like to anylize things&lt;br /&gt;73. I'm online too much&lt;br /&gt;74. I want to travel EVERYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;75.  people have to forget about comformity&lt;br /&gt;76. I want to be in a tropical country&lt;br /&gt;77. I have an ex-b/f from TX&lt;br /&gt;78. I agree with whoever said "cellar door" is the most beautiful combination of words in the english language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;79. I do not know Spanglish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;80. I like the beach.&lt;br /&gt;81. I like the mountains&lt;br /&gt;82. I want to jump in a pile of leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;83. I've never done drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;84. I don't have a university degree (not yet)&lt;br /&gt;85. I wish i was a few years older, so i could have been out of here&lt;br /&gt;86. I AM CANADIAN&lt;br /&gt;87. I am too serious most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;88. There is a way to tie everything to psychology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;89. There is something else I should be doing rather than this.&lt;br /&gt;90. I believe in spirituality&lt;br /&gt;91. I have 3 kitties&lt;br /&gt;92. I like to be alone or around people like me&lt;br /&gt;93. I LOVE grey sweaters&lt;br /&gt;94. I am not into video games.&lt;br /&gt;95. I am reminded of a situation for every song i hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;96. I want to have a tattoo one day.&lt;br /&gt;97. I like to dress up like a biblical character&lt;br /&gt;98. I LOVE black clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;99. I like sleep. ALOT&lt;br /&gt;100. I should finnish my social&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>iceypinkbubbles @ 2003-12-12T23:53:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-13T06:54:00Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-13T06:54:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so sorry I have not been around, homework and all, I want to scream. I write in twisted mirror a lot more, I shall write later chow</content>
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    <title>iceypinkbubbles @ 2003-11-23T22:56:00</title>
    <published>2003-11-24T05:56:52Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-24T05:56:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;gt;.&amp;lt; I am updating finally ta da.  all I have been doing as of late is working on my homework, and taking care of Doom.  Doom broke his leg awhile back and the vet put a cast on it, they took it off the other day and under the cast his leg had been rotting.  so I have to give him pills and ointment and help him feel better. poor kitty, he has to wear a cone and everything.  He also has to stay in a crate.  Gloom and nemo got neutered and they are feminine cats now hee hee.  My grades are not that great but I think next year to start off with I will go to a small collage in Calgary so that I will settle in before going to U of C, unless of coarse I get accepted.  but I guess we will see what June brings.  I can not take Doom with me when I leave so I guess I will take Gloom. it's insane because math is my biggest fear , I have no clue how I am ever going to pass that diploma exam.&lt;br /&gt;My  buddies here are fighting so I am torn, I try to let it go.  I don't write poetry anymore, I am too busy I hate that.  Kevin has himself a Galfriend.  good for him, even if I had an opportunity with you know who, I would turn it down, I would not have a spare moment to give him.  and I wish that sleep came more often thank god for weekends, now only 1 more month until Christmas things are going to be insane.  I am baking for all me buddies this year.  all I want is to be caught up in German, I CAN DREAM..................&lt;br /&gt;*gasps for air*&lt;br /&gt;let me see what else?&lt;br /&gt;I miss everyone so so so much I am going to send mail who wants mail?!&lt;br /&gt;Leave your name and number after the beep and leave a few good songs for me to download, tell me how much you love/miss me.</content>
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    <title>iceypinkbubbles @ 2003-11-23T22:54:00</title>
    <published>2003-11-24T05:54:56Z</published>
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    <title>iceypinkbubbles @ 2003-11-09T20:19:00</title>
    <published>2003-11-10T03:19:39Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-10T03:19:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Matthew Jay&lt;br /&gt;10 Oct 1978 - 24 September 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Track #3) You're Not Here &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a bus that won't come to pick me up&lt;br /&gt;I could think of you while I stand here turning blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's cold, it won't snow or so I'm told&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure that's true, but she sounded like she knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not here&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason I'm low &lt;br /&gt;Today and the rest of the time when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! I can't picture your face&lt;br /&gt;How soon 'till I'm with you again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Payphone starts to ring, I pick up and someone sings&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the song and I hang up before long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not here&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason I'm low &lt;br /&gt;Today and the rest of the time when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! I can't picture your face&lt;br /&gt;How soon 'till I'm with you again?</content>
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    <title>hello</title>
    <published>2003-11-10T03:03:59Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-10T03:03:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">sorry I have been away so much, I am off meds for the moment and it is messing with my mind, and between having a social life and doing all my homework I hardly have time to breathe.  I am very disturbed by the passing of Matthew Jay in September, it has been on my mind. any way my friends were in a horrid accident and my 3 good friends were not injured but the 2 gals with them were, so that is a big thing.  right after listening to this inspirational guy Jade bell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jadebell.com"&gt;http://www.jadebell.com&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>iceypinkbubbles @ 2003-08-24T23:44:00</title>
    <published>2003-08-25T05:44:25Z</published>
    <updated>2003-08-25T05:44:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">//..you can never know anyone else..\\&lt;br /&gt;I never used to be able to understand that fully but looking back at photographs that I was never in. I think I have come to an understanding of sorts.  I do not know my best friend/my mother, or what she stands for or even who she is.  she doesn’t know me.  I love her.  It’s all a memory I never had.  I need some canvases so I can paint and can draw back from the world.  I have put myself out there for much too long, and having a life as they say is great but it makes me so uncomfortable.  I love getting absorbed in books and drawings, paintings and movies.  I know there is more to the world then the sweet security of a book, but I do not have a video camera.  What I see I store away in my mind, hoping one day it will become useful.  Right now I am so lost I do not want to sleep I do not want to watch TV I do not want to hang out or be online…I just want to exist.  I want to go somewhere and sit alone with my thoughts and write them all down like lyrics.  It eats away at me and I can not wait to get out of this town this place this life.  The sky looked like it was on fire today.  The clouds were a slate blue and the edge was pink followed by red orange then yellow I was driving home and I had to pull over to watch it.  Some things in life….the only real beauty is painted by nature and the universe where everything subconsciously co-exists.</content>
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    <title>hmn inferno</title>
    <published>2003-07-31T04:25:17Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-31T04:25:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i am sorry i do not use this journal much anymore but i use twistedmirror alot.  bleh i love this journal though *clings* it has served me so well : ) anyway and update on my life and current events, i passed my license so I can drive now leagally .  my car is in need of repare though mom broke the exaust system i dunno how she managed that. i saw pirated of the caribbean and loved it but how can you not love mr.depp.  anyway thats all now i am super sleepy.</content>
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    <title>iceypinkbubbles @ 2003-07-25T02:51:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-25T08:51:17Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-25T08:51:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">dammit EVERYONE who reads this click &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/friends/add.bml?user=twistedmirror"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>iceypinkbubbles @ 2003-06-07T15:53:00</title>
    <published>2003-06-07T21:53:29Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-07T21:53:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">if your interested i write in twistedmirror way more then in here</content>
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    <title>iceypinkbubbles @ 2003-05-14T23:19:00</title>
    <published>2003-05-15T05:19:39Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-15T05:19:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i am sorry i really need to update more, nothing too much is happening in my life.. I am just studying and such, sleepy i may have mono, whoo hoo fun :/  i am workinga lot this summer so i will be around to talk about my interesting life alot; my car is almost paid off, and tomorrow i am going for my drivers.  all sumed up nicely.  now expect to hear from me again in a month hehehe i will try to update sooner, but my brain is mush</content>
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    <title>iceypinkbubbles @ 2003-03-25T19:14:00</title>
    <published>2003-03-26T02:15:02Z</published>
    <updated>2003-03-26T02:15:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">tomorrow is my birthday</content>
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    <title>iceypinkbubbles @ 2003-03-11T09:13:00</title>
    <published>2003-03-11T16:08:28Z</published>
    <updated>2003-03-11T16:08:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im open to any offers of killing me, my car? anyone?&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THIS &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;its a bad day and its only 9:13 o.0</content>
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    <title>iceypinkbubbles @ 2003-03-05T23:23:00</title>
    <published>2003-03-06T06:23:23Z</published>
    <updated>2003-03-06T06:23:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/lithiumbarbie/quizzes/Which%20neato%20person%20are%20you%3F%20(girls)/"&gt;http://quizilla.com/users/lithiumbarbie/quizzes/Which%20neato%20person%20are%20you%3F%20(girls)/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot stacey ; (</content>
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    <title>iceypinkbubbles @ 2003-03-05T22:36:00</title>
    <published>2003-03-06T05:37:47Z</published>
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    <content type="html">sorry i am grounded for 2 weeks off the net, be patient with me. my sergery went well. you all have my best wishes</content>
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    <title>iceypinkbubbles @ 2003-02-11T19:58:00</title>
    <published>2003-02-12T02:58:33Z</published>
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    <title>iceypinkbubbles @ 2003-02-11T19:56:00</title>
    <published>2003-02-12T02:57:10Z</published>
    <updated>2003-02-12T02:57:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">no one reads in here anyway, but my efforts have had little motivation when attempting to actually sit down and write an entry, i am a ver busy person, between school, distance ed, working at home nad school, putting togeather sketches, worry about marks and trivers training, but this is of little or no importance.  i feel terrible.  i am growing so far away from everyone. yet in a way this is remarkable, i love being a 'loner' just keeping a distance and watching.  sure i have 'friends' here; and for some strange reason i am considered popular..and if i had it my way i would sit in the corner and paint; having nothing to do with the rest of the world.  I tend to get along better with inatamite objects, they are not as shallow as people it seems...hmn it seems my life has taken a turn for the better in all of this, really....I'm mot sure how much my heart hurts anymore, at times the brusing doesnt even hurt.</content>
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    <title>lieben</title>
    <published>2003-01-31T07:09:15Z</published>
    <updated>2003-01-31T07:09:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I feel numb..this is the long post, please read my insane ramblings and my views on life...  first off my cat sir doom a lot is being incredibly annoying, he will not stop mrewing and when he does this act it sounds as if something is being tortured in the fiery pits of icily poking goodness, which is why the name doom suits him so well I guess -.- le sigh.  I have decided that perhaps maybe I should start writing my feelings down more...my life is a book, I swear it, a book that I write everyday in my mind, I lay it all out be it in verse or in prose, I think about it constantly and can not stop analyzing things, then I forget and the same issue arises and I analyze it all over again. hmn stepping off the topic for a moment I saw in my rolling stone issue that one in 1991 had a cover of sir Johnny depp and articles about nick cave and the bas seeds, I wanted to cry.  grrr missing out on yummy things.  hmn back to topic I think the reason I do not write things down is because I am lazy or else just forgetful and perhaps a combination? I still haven't mastered how to put it all into words, or even figured it all out yet, it is exhausting.  I am getting obsessed with art and writing and projects involving, it is making me sick, I have indulged in this pleasure for days, staying up until all hours finishing my masterpieces that I will not even keep.  how insane I must be.  I have felt extremely odd the last few days...this is due to my losing my medication and because my aunt died a few days ago. hmn (twitch twitch) I am very irritable and my cat if it doesn’t stop mewing will end up a version of one of Lenore’s cats!&lt;br /&gt;  My thoughts all blurry muttled and I feel delusional...I hate being a messenger.&lt;br /&gt;The concert was one of the best nights of my life, I adore Raine.  He is a creative genius, and the most beautiful person in this whole world..he makes me feel googly inside..he is everything I want to be... he made me cry at the concert..i will state the day...January 27 2003..woke up and went to Lacys at 8:30 , Charlie was there also we did our makeup and hair and then went out to lunch, mom came and picked us up then she dropped us off on Whyte Ave.  I went to the comic book store and bought 9 comics for $56...Lenore, Johnny, and squee...I also bought a maxx comic.  Then to the sanctuary, I bought nail polish and spikes and a wrist spike thingy.  Went to the book store and bought a bible, then to Mars and Venus where I got 2 more wrist collars, and a ruby gloom t-shirt.we went for supper then for a ride in a taxi, with an asshole driver, then to the LRT. We got to the concert at 6:30 and waited an hour for it to start I read my comics and some cute guy was asking Charlie and Lacy about me hehe..anyway then the show started Seether was first then finger 11 (the one guy did a cute dance the whole time it was really funny) then..then...George from much music came out 0.0 he was there!!!! I was a very happy camper.  Then the trailer park boys came on, they split up the crown and made one side say 'drunk' and the other 'bastard' then they made us say 'randy sucks' and 'cheeseburgers'.  so that was...erm...interesting.  OLP is doing a DVD of this tour and picked Calgary and Edmonton to do it in, and they are the only 2 cities ;) so the lights dimmed...and there he was, an image of perfection ..Mike Madia.  his voice rang like a perfect light I was enlightened ; in paradise; my nirvana.    He took out this spotlight and sang that he wanted to see us, [the crowd] and the tone of his voice melted me, he sounds like the stars. I wanted to cry.  He came into the crowd, at least 4 times, unfortunately the only time he was near me was when he was leaving....he hugged people and sang, goodness....my heart skipped a beat....he fell when he sang one man arms, into the crowd.  saluted when he said marching.. He told us to give the finger when he sang "give them the finger" ..hmn he did Chris Benoits theme song "whatever" the crowd went wild because Chris is from Edmonton... he did a commentary on that, and all his other songs, he explained them in his words the way he wrote them and why, I loved bring back the sun, it made me think of bubble; I am filled with sadness; amazement; and wonder.  I love his mind. I love people like him.  I hate people who go to that concert and don’t &lt;i&gt; feel &lt;/i&gt; it you know? they go because it is a concert a show and they semi like the band...I admire them so much, I feel it so deep. hmn sorry about going on like this it is just that in this insane past year this is the first thing to get me so excited and happy, it is almost as if the concert made my heart beat again and I feel ....that's just it...I am feeling again...like I can finally breathe.  hmn I got home that night at 2:30, and it is just amazing, I hade a math final yesterday it went ok, and a physics final today, I think I failed boooo on physics.&lt;br /&gt;anyway I will update again later. buh bye</content>
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    <title>please let me fallow you</title>
    <published>2003-01-25T07:59:13Z</published>
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    <lj:music>what a wonderful world - tom waits, nick cave and the bad seeds</lj:music>
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    <title>Warning</title>
    <published>2003-01-11T06:04:07Z</published>
    <updated>2003-01-11T06:04:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I caution you now if you do not want to hear venting do not read this entry&lt;br /&gt;I was going through old entries to find a link when I stumbled upon this..it is so funny how something from our past that made no scents fits the future(now present) so perfectly. I do that in poetry a lot... I remember when he first blessed my ears with this song...&lt;br /&gt;NIN&lt;br /&gt;SONG: something I can never have.&lt;br /&gt;I still recall the taste of my tears.&lt;br /&gt;echoing your voice just like the ringing in my ears.&lt;br /&gt;my favorite dreams of you still wash ashore.&lt;br /&gt;scraping through my head 'till I don't want to sleep anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: come on tell me.&lt;br /&gt;make this all go away.&lt;br /&gt;you make this all go away.&lt;br /&gt;I’m down to just to thing.&lt;br /&gt;and I’m starting to scare myself.&lt;br /&gt;make this all go away.&lt;br /&gt;you make this all go way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want something.&lt;br /&gt;I just want something I can never have&lt;br /&gt;you always were the one to show me how&lt;br /&gt;back then I couldn't do the things that I can do now.&lt;br /&gt;this is slowly take me apart.&lt;br /&gt;grey would be the color if I had a heart.&lt;br /&gt;I just want something I can never have.&lt;br /&gt;in this place it seems like such a shame.&lt;br /&gt;though it all looks different now,&lt;br /&gt;I know it's still the same&lt;br /&gt;everywhere I look you're all I see.&lt;br /&gt;just a fading fucking reminder of who I used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want something.&lt;br /&gt;I just want something I can never have&lt;br /&gt;I just want something I can never have&lt;br /&gt;think I know what you meant.&lt;br /&gt;that night on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;still picking at this scab&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were dead.&lt;br /&gt;you sweet and perry ellis.&lt;br /&gt;just stains on my sheets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how appropriate.  hmn, I wonder if he can see that everything in the past he said led to me giving him, handing him my heart, he always says the problem with me is that I still believe what people have said...but why wouldn't they?  I know people change but when you tell someone you love them more then anything/they are perfect/ grab them and kiss them then break up with them the next day, there is  bound to be confusion on the broken hearted parties defense, especially if nothing was properly explained...perhaps it didn't have to be. I understand, but I am not mad, what would the point of that be? still confused and hurt though. I miss him to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I went out tonight, it felt good to get out, I went with friends to a move, which was better then I had anticipated (although the movie I thought would make me insanely angry and I would hate it) *Maid in Manhattan* It was actually semi good, I have seen far worse (don't say a word)&lt;br /&gt;hmn, over analyzing things to death is what I do and it is  so insane, I hate writing in here because it feels like I am not doing it for me anymore, it is more to please my ehem..loyal readers.  And I feel that whatever I say keeps being repeated so it sounds like a long alliteration, a mess of syllables and rhythm.. &lt;br /&gt;I do not like to annoy people, yet it comes quite naturally from me, too clingy I would presume.&lt;br /&gt;But people annoy me to the  brink of insanity so what is so different about myself. &lt;br /&gt;I do not care about conformity, for if I did I would have conformed, but perhaps in thinking in this matter I have already conformed.  This is one of the reasons I hate writing what I think, it only seems to make since to myself...&lt;br /&gt;I always analyze my thinking and find all of these Hippocratic thoughts or contrasting, and it bothers me because I know what I believe in, I know what I think and it all makes scents but it gets tiring justifying it all the time, and trying to get a complicated point across to someone who just doesn’t want to listen...&lt;br /&gt;hmn on a different not look at the grad dress I am getting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://leatherworks.com/images2000/vt731Fcu.jpg"&gt;http://leatherworks.com/images2000/vt731Fcu.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice day</content>
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    <title>its a little sad</title>
    <published>2003-01-04T09:24:00Z</published>
    <updated>2003-01-04T09:24:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">how before I always had meaning, it was always at least He is there...&lt;strike&gt;and will always be.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first person i ever really trusted and look where it gets me , all alone here crying with no hugs.&lt;br /&gt;i think i miss the hugs the most.&lt;br /&gt;he corrupted me.&lt;br /&gt;and i do not believe in true love anymore, and the worst thing was that he had no reason.&lt;br /&gt;or the reason he had was not good enough to support the crushing sensation of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;i  sound like such a fool...maybe i am.&lt;br /&gt;I wish i would have never loved because the pain of losingengulfs you and the good times only make me long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could go on and on...&lt;br /&gt;sadley i do not think i can go on any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one ever reads this anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it istime to give up.</content>
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    <title>iceypinkbubbles @ 2002-12-31T23:31:00</title>
    <published>2003-01-01T06:31:12Z</published>
    <updated>2003-01-01T06:31:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My letter by Flaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My Letter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my letter to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started following a certain description. &lt;br /&gt;We started simple and fair once again&lt;br /&gt;Before there wasn't any need for an answer&lt;br /&gt;Things were much different then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;But now you question who I am. &lt;br /&gt;Who I am inside&lt;br /&gt;Now there's nothing left to hide. &lt;br /&gt;So here it goes&lt;br /&gt;This is my letter&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're alright. It's been rough for me&lt;br /&gt;thinking all night. About the places I'd be&lt;br /&gt;If I maybe, just did a little bit more you might've&lt;br /&gt;Let me, become a man for sure&lt;br /&gt;And if I might, express one concern it seems an&lt;br /&gt;issue. All day at every turn&lt;br /&gt;What's the next step, the latest hole in my life&lt;br /&gt;What's next for me to learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engulf myself into a permanent mystery. &lt;br /&gt;No one day just as the next. &lt;br /&gt;not for me&lt;br /&gt;It's so confusing when I look at my history. &lt;br /&gt;I just can't handle that yet. &lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more friendship ends. &lt;br /&gt;And then for awhile. &lt;br /&gt;I can breathe again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes how typical.. I am in love with this song.&lt;br /&gt;and ye sit does make me think of him, &lt;br /&gt;I was working tonight, it was rather, fun you should say very very busy and I am so sore, I have to work again tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;I heard so many different things and I do not know how to take them in.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people talk about the same things the same issues that loop around like a ride at a carnival.&lt;br /&gt;Religion, race, parenting &amp; punishment, capital punishment...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it is sad we have the freedom to express our thoughts and opinions &lt;br /&gt;because when you listen to some things these people say you wonder how you could possibly think that way, perhaps they think the same of me.  Oh, lord though they are so uneducated, discussing what their thoughts on global warming are or whatever is the issue at hand.  one woman on the news " we do not know the effects of global warming but something must be done about it as soon as possible" that made me laugh...hmn perhaps I am being a tad hypocritical, I mean I am not &lt;i&gt; educated&lt;/i&gt; per say but I usually have some feel as to what I am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* but the world will never learn I fear...&lt;br /&gt;and I will one day find my happiness. or not...&lt;br /&gt;"if this isn't love I do not want to know what love is because if it is lost I will not be able to survive with my own hand"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hope you're alright, it's been rough for me"&lt;br /&gt;perfect line...&lt;br /&gt;but I am still alive that must mean, on some level I love myself...right?</content>
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    <title>Christmas...</title>
    <published>2002-12-25T13:56:06Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Christmas, as always was wonderful... I got some paint canvases, brushes, a light bulb that changes color, bath oils, clothes, and my new cell &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I am getting text messaging on it, and the internet, call id and all the fun accessories.&lt;br /&gt;I am also buying a domain and a lj account, &lt;br /&gt;what do you think of the name lithium-barbie.org ?&lt;br /&gt;anyway, wheee.&lt;br /&gt;ohoohh and of coarse Our Lady Peace concert tickets ;)&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if doom getting neutered is part of all this...hmn...&lt;br /&gt;well I love my family, even Kevin who woke me up at 5 am, mom said next year he isn't allowed to wake us up until at least 6. thank god in heaven....&lt;br /&gt;im passing out well toodles for now.</content>
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