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  <title>Painfully Uncool</title>
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  <updated>2004-06-16T03:47:35Z</updated>
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    <title>l0stxb0y @ 2004-06-15T22:46:00</title>
    <published>2004-06-16T03:47:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-16T03:47:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Punchline - Hold</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I haven't been online much lately. Busy. My sister stayed longer than I expected and kept me busy, and about half of my friends seem to be having birthdays this week as well. In a couple days things should slow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="1" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="4" width="200px"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffcccc" align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="color:black; font-size:18pt;"&gt;How to make a l0stxb0y&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffcc"&gt;&lt;font style="color:black; font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Method:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Combine in a tall glass half filled with crushed ice. Serve with a slice of fitness and a pinch of salt. Yum!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Username:&lt;input name="uname"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="How do you make a &amp;#39;you&amp;#39;?"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Personality cocktail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Crash goes thunder, flash goes lightning.</title>
    <published>2004-06-12T04:58:14Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-12T04:58:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>My Chemical Romance - Vampires Will Never Hurt You</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My sister came home for my birthday. A tree fell on her car. My birthday = bad things happening to people I like. But on the positive side, I took a picture. Because you have to admit, it is slightly amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the tree falling on my sister's car was a result of some awesome lightning. At my high school we have this metal tower thing for the band director to stand on when the marching band practices, so I went over and climbed up to get a more unique perspective. This makes me the dumbest person alive. But the fact is, I am still alive to be the dumbest person, meaning I may not actually be the dumbest person, and now I am talking in circles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for its ginormousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v299/lostandconfused/daniel/tree.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:l0stxb0y:2592</id>
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    <title>I am but one small instrument</title>
    <published>2004-06-10T18:19:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-10T18:19:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jenoah - Ex-Suits</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, I'm feeling a little better about Josh moving. I've talked to a couple people and come to the realization that life goes on and that I'm lucky enough to have lots of people around me who I care about who can help with whatever void Josh leaves. Plus, I don't want to let it ruin my summer. Not to sound insensitive, but I have to get on with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is this Saturday. No BIG plans, but I think some of my friends and I are going to play some laser tag and then hang out eating junk food and causing mischief around the house. There's really not a whole lot to do around here, but I think it should be fun anyway. Something to do. I'm expecting a birthday check in the mail from my grandma today or tomorrow, so depending on how generous she was feeling, I'll probably go out and buy some CDs I've had my eye on for awhile and maybe try to get to St. Louis for some hardcore shopping sometime next week, assuming I can talk my mom into letting me drive there. It's my birthday, she can't resist me, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night my internet just disappeared while I was in the middle of an AIM conversation. I hate that. It's just so frustrating. I stayed up awhile, thinking it might come back, but eventually I gave up and went to bed. It was back this morning though. I just hate being cut off at the mos inopportune times. Oh well. I should really get over it and move on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No real plans for the day. My sister's supposed to be coming down from school this afternoon for my birthday, and that's about all I've got going on. And that's not even all THAT exciting. I hope my internet decides to stick around tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;form name="quizform" target="_new" action="http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=45" method="post"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="PHPSESSID" value="fa71024e15e068e40b06877225e1154e" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1" bordercolor="black" bgcolor="#90BED5" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="-1" style="color : Black; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/"&gt;&lt;font style="color : Black;" color="black"&gt;fun quiz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/userprofile.php?userid=58"&gt;&lt;font style="color : Black;" color="black"&gt;eddiescott&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Taken 4960 Times.&lt;img src="http://images.kwiz.biz/kwizcount.gif" width="1" height="1" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;font style="font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;New! Get Free &lt;a href="http://astrology.kwiz.biz" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Daily Horoscopes&lt;/a&gt; from Kwiz.Biz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assure you I'm not an alcoholic and I am not attracted to robots. Just to clear that up.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/form&gt;</content>
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    <title>fuck change</title>
    <published>2004-06-09T17:21:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-09T17:21:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the most emo music i can find</lj:music>
    <content type="html">People say change is a good thing. But all they are really saying is that something you really didn't want to happen has happened. Yeah. Something unhappy has happened. Like one of my best friends having to move. And I was having a good week. Until now. Now I only have one consolation. Writing in short choppy sentences.</content>
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    <title>I Brought The Mosh!</title>
    <published>2004-06-09T01:41:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-09T01:41:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Unsung Zeros - You'll Never Know Who She Is</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Standing up to The Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v299/lostandconfused/daniel/daniel_fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the requisite emo mirror picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v299/lostandconfused/daniel/daniel_emo.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>island in the sun</title>
    <published>2004-06-05T02:05:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-05T02:13:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Grade - The Inefficiency of Emotion</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"When you're on a golden sea&lt;br /&gt;You don't need no memory&lt;br /&gt;Just a place to call your own&lt;br /&gt;As we drift into the zone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an island in the sun&lt;br /&gt;We'll be playing and having fun&lt;br /&gt;And it makes me feel so fine&lt;br /&gt;I can't control my brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll run away together&lt;br /&gt;We'll spend some time forever&lt;br /&gt;We'll never feel bad anymore"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That just seemed appropriate, as I've been in a bad mood all week... was a little better today. I hope this weekend makes me happy. Maybe, if I get to talk to people who make me laugh.</content>
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    <title>you were the start &amp; now you are the end. you left me with nothing to defend.</title>
    <published>2004-06-03T01:27:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-03T01:27:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>At The Drive-In - Hourglass</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So... sorry to the very few people who bother reading this. I have been taking some semester tests and am at soccer a lot. But I am here now, so that is good right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of soccer, Steve and I were discussing the other day how we thought that girls were supposed to think that soccer players are hot or something. I guess that we were wrong, or no one told the girls around here, as being a varsity forward has not gotten me anywhere. But, Steve thinks that I still have a better chance than he does, as he is the goalie. He thinks that girls only go for guys who &lt;i&gt;make&lt;/i&gt; goals instead of saving them from happening. I think that he underestimates his ability as a goalie. I mean, how many games have we won because he does incredible saves that I have no idea how he does not kill himself? I will tell you: a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I laughed at this conversation, because even &lt;i&gt;if&lt;/i&gt; girls went for me, I would have no idea at all what I was supposed to say or how I was to act. I get frustrated at my inability to interact with the opposite sex sometimes. I have no problems at all with girls that are my friends, but when I like a female, I become a chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that I need to maybe change the subject so I avoid depressing myself. OK. Just to demonstrate how random my friends and I are, I will tell a little story. The other day, Tyler and Derrik and I were stopped to get some gas, and decided to play some Marco Polo inside the gas station. It was so awesome! At first the older woman that was at the counter looked at us like we were in need of medication, but after a few minutes she was laughing hysterically. She said it was OK with her as long as we picked up anything we knocked over. I did hit my knee into a Pepsi display pretty hard, but luckily I didn't make any pop fall. Do you have any idea how hard it is to try to chase someone around an unfamiliar gas station with your eyes closed? HARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, Well I think that is all that I have to say today. Off I go to Kevin's house because his Grandma is coming over, and I love her because she is like my Grandma. She rocks!</content>
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    <title>Love me for my mind 'cause I am a dangerous heart</title>
    <published>2004-05-28T15:53:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-28T15:56:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>My Chemical Romance - Early Sunsets Over Monroeville</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, I'm alive, for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was the worst week in a LONG time, for multiple reasons. However, it is over now, so that is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought May was going to be the worst month of the year, but it turned out being the best month so far. I thought not having a car would completely ruin pretty much everything, but it ended up not being so bad. Thank you Jimmy and Tyler and many others for the rides. Wow, my life is so weird right now. It's a good weird, for now, but I'm sure I'll screw up and it'll all blow up in my face soon enough. But until then, I'm happy. May was the best month of this year, but there might be some competition in great month-ness once it is summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty good too I guess, considering how the rest of the week went. All my classes went by really fast. During 7th period Kevin got me out of class saying I had to help him fix a computer or something, so I got to go play music with him and Derrik all period. I play drums, but was even brave enough to try the bass, so that was cool. I do kinda feel stupid though, because Derrik and Kevin can play every instrument imaginable... oh well, I think we might actually start up a real band soon. That would be fun. Kevin played mario and some crazy jazz song Jack and he do on his clarinet too. He is just so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that I am out of things to say, well, that and the fact that TAG hour is almost over so no more goofing off on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more last bit of interesting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://grahame.angrygoats.net/lj-haiku/index.py" method="post"&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" colspan="2" bgcolor="#303088"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LiveJournal Haiku!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#303088"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Your name:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#303088"&gt;l0stxb0y&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#303088"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Your haiku:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#303088"&gt;i also have a&lt;br /&gt;spanish test that i know i&lt;br /&gt;can get away with&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#303088"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Username:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="haiku_username" value="ENTER USERNAME"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#303088" align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="What&amp;#39;s my Haiku?"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/grahame/"&gt;Created by &lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" style="vertical-align:bottom;border:0;"&gt;Grahame&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is accurate to a fault.</content>
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    <title>l0stxb0y @ 2004-05-24T17:52:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-24T23:18:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-24T23:18:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Muse - "Endlessly"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I had a really uneventful weekend. Compared to what I'm used to anyway. Steve and Jesse came over Saturday night and we watched Goodfellas. That movie is sooo awesome. I can't even tell you how many times I've seen it, but it never gets old. I love it when Joe Pesci just starts shooting up the bar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie we realized we were starving and we headed to Wendy's, where we ran into, of all people, Michelle and STACIE. I don't actually lust after Stacie anymore the way I used to, but I am still conditioned to act all shy and awkward when I see her. I wish I wasn't that way around girls I liked. It makes it awfully hard to carry on an intelligent conversation. I feel like I'm not being myself and that whoever it is never really gets to know what I am truly like because I'm so busy stumbling over my words and causing awkward silences with my lack of response. I just can't think straight. I'm usually so confident, I don't know what my problem is when it comes to girls I like. So anyway, I kinda stood in the background and felt stupid while Steve and Jesse talked to the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I did a little studying, but mostly just sat around the house. My mom was in major cooking mode, it was great. She made these really bizarre-looking cookies that ended up being pretty much the best thing I've ever eaten, so I had about 15 of those. I kid you not. Now I gotta head over to Tyler's for a soccer dinner! Spaghetti! I really need to talk about food less.</content>
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    <title>l0stxb0y @ 2004-05-21T19:33:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-22T00:32:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-22T00:32:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Yellowcard - "Empty Apartment"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hmmm, so what's up with me lately. Not too much is different in my life is different I guess. I'm happy, so I guess that is what really matters when it comes down to it.&lt;br /&gt;Losing your best friend is no fun. Having gone through this around twice already this year, a third time sure isn't any fun. Isn't it ironic how things always work out? I guess I really do deserve it and definitely asked for it this time though, so who am I to complain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another exciting day of school. My mad rad hair stayed throughout most the day with minimum refroage, so that was good. I got another comment from Mrs. French about how cool my hair was. She must have good taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In more fun news, AP tests are almost over!! If I pass them all that would sure be nice. They're been much better than I expected, so hopefully I'll kick out some high marks on them. Rest of school is almost over too, and that is such a good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday. I need to figure out what I'm going to do with myself. Any ideas?</content>
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    <title>l0stxb0y @ 2004-05-21T01:28:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-21T06:35:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-21T06:35:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Desaparecidos - "Mall of America"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well. Guess I should write about my day. I mean, that's what these things are for, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a soccer game tonight. We won 3-1.  It's pre-season, so the game didn't actually count for much, but it was still fun. Towards the end of the game it started to rain. I love the rain. I was a very happy boy on the bus ride home; just staring out the window at the rain and lightning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be studying for semester tests that are coming up next week. I cannot even believe I have to take a final in psych, especially since i already took (and passed) the AP test. I guess I shouldn't complain, since it should be an easy A. I also have a Spanish test that I know nothing about. I wish I wouldn't have waited until sophomore year to take Spanish. Now I'm stuck in class with all these annoying freshmen. I like a lot of the freshmen, but the ones in my class are all flighty girls who talk about tanning and hair products all period. Also, I'll have to finish off my foreign language requirement once I get to college. I'm afraid it'll be a lot tougher to get through a college spanish class. I'm not exactly acing it right now, but that's just because I know I can get away with doing as little as possible and still end up with a decent grade. I really should be more motivated, but can I help it that I don't care about Spanish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's it for my first official journal entry. Goodnight.</content>
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    <title>l0stxb0y @ 2004-05-21T00:26:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-21T05:25:42Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Taking Back Sunday - "Cute Without The E"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My first entry. Any bets on whether or not it will work?</content>
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