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  <title>a decade under the influence</title>
  <subtitle>to hell with you and all your friends</subtitle>
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    <name>to hell with you and all your friends</name>
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  <updated>2005-03-16T22:13:22Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:x__silence:18230</id>
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    <title>x__silence @ 2005-03-16T16:10:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-16T22:13:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-16T22:13:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Got into a mondo fight with Elin yesterday.  Oh, life just keeps getting better.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I'm a drama queen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:x__silence:18125</id>
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    <title>x__silence @ 2005-03-12T21:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-13T03:46:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-13T03:46:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Unlinked my screennames today.   No more Regan.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:x__silence:17733</id>
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    <title>x__silence @ 2005-03-11T20:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-12T02:19:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-12T02:19:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yeah, I hate you too.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:x__silence:17428</id>
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    <title>x__silence @ 2005-03-10T17:28:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-10T23:28:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-10T23:47:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yes.  Glad to know you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I could have more sarcasm if I slapped you over the head with it.</content>
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    <title>x__silence @ 2005-03-06T16:05:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-06T22:05:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-06T22:07:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Death.  No one leaves me notes anymore.  My authorship speech for MUN killed me.  I think maybe I'm done being Regan and writing in this LJ and being on MSN and being regaroni on AIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This twas edited.</content>
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    <title>Yes.  I'm cool.</title>
    <published>2005-03-05T04:04:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-05T04:04:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Whose Line.  WHOO!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;form action="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/do-survey.php" method="post" target="_new"&gt;&lt;table border="1" bordercolor="#efefef" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question1" value="TELL+ME+ABOUT+YOURSELF+-+The+Survey"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type1" value="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Name:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Regan....actually, it's Justine, but let's not get into that.  K.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question2" value="Name%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type2" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Birthday:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;April 18, 1990.  Coolest day of the year.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question3" value="Birthday%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type3" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Birthplace:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maryland.  At the hospital that the president goes to that I don't remember.  William something.  &amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question4" value="Birthplace%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type4" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Current Location:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kansas.  It's as bigoted as you think.  HA! That's so great.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question5" value="Current+Location%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type5" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Eye Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blue. (yay)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question6" value="Eye+Color%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type6" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Hair Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brown.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question7" value="Hair+Color%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type7" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Height:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5'6" ish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question8" value="Height%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type8" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Right Handed or Left Handed:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question9" value="Right+Handed+or+Left+Handed%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type9" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Heritage:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;German&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question10" value="Your+Heritage%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type10" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;The Shoes You Wore Today:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Croc sandals!  YES!  I'm SO COOL!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question11" value="The+Shoes+You+Wore+Today%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type11" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Weakness:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I dunno.  Poking me in the stomach?  Leading me on?  *shrug*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question12" value="Your+Weakness%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type12" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Fears:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spiders.  How gross.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question13" value="Your+Fears%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type13" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Perfect Pizza:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PINEAPPLE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question14" value="Your+Perfect+Pizza%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type14" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um.  I want to play the guitar.  :) Or the cello.  And get a boyfriend, but that's so shallow it's not worth mentioning.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question15" value="Goal+You+Would+Like+To+Achieve+This+Year%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type15" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;lol or lmao.  Even though LOL is so dead. (i killed it)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question16" value="Your+Most+Overused+Phrase+On+an+instant+messenger%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type16" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Thoughts First Waking Up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to go back to bed.  OR:  I hate you, Mom.  Shut up.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question17" value="Thoughts+First+Waking+Up%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type17" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Best Physical Feature:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notttttttthing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question18" value="Your+Best+Physical+Feature%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type18" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Bedtime:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whenever I feel like it!  GOSH!  Actually, 10:30 or 11.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question19" value="Your+Bedtime%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type19" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Most Missed Memory:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3rd grade in Nebraska.  Gosh I was a happy kid.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question20" value="Your+Most+Missed+Memory%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type20" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Pepsi or Coke:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(diet cherry) Coke&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question21" value="Pepsi+or+Coke%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type21" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;MacDonalds or Burger King:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Neither.  Super Size Me = not eating McDonalds ever again.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question22" value="MacDonalds+or+Burger+King%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type22" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Single or Group Dates:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not like I've ever had either, so yeah.  Single is more romantic, but group is cute.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question23" value="Single+or+Group+Dates%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type23" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lipton&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question24" value="Lipton+Ice+Tea+or+Nestea%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type24" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chocolate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question25" value="Chocolate+or+Vanilla%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type25" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Neither.  Yuck.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question26" value="Cappuccino+or+Coffee%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type26" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Smoke:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question27" value="Do+you+Smoke%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type27" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Swear:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes.  Sorry if you don't like it, but I do.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question28" value="Do+you+Swear%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type28" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Sing:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes.  Thank God.  That's why I survive school.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question29" value="Do+you+Sing%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type29" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Shower Daily:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Except when I forget, yeah.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question30" value="Do+you+Shower+Daily%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type30" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you Been in Love:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.  I'd like to say so, but no.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question31" value="Have+you+Been+in+Love%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type31" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you want to go to College:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question32" value="Do+you+want+to+go+to+College%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type32" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you want to get Married:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes, eventually.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question33" value="Do+you+want+to+get+Married%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type33" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you belive in yourself:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.  At least not most of the time.  But that's what you get when you're socially irrelevant like me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question34" value="Do+you+belive+in+yourself%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type34" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you get Motion Sickness:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.  Well, sometimes in the car.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question35" value="Do+you+get+Motion+Sickness%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type35" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you think you are Attractive:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.  Getting the theme of this survey?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question36" value="Do+you+think+you+are+Attractive%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type36" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you a Health Freak:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hahahah.  I just ate an entire box of marshmallow peeps.  You answer this question.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question37" value="Are+you+a+Health+Freak%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type37" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you get along with your Parents:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dad, yes.  Mom, no.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question38" value="Do+you+get+along+with+your+Parents%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type38" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you like Thunderstorms:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Definitely.  A whole lot.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question39" value="Do+you+like+Thunderstorms%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type39" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you play an Instrument:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeeeees!  Piano, harp.  Cha.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question40" value="Do+you+play+an+Instrument%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type40" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you Drank Alcohol:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question41" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+Drank+Alcohol%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type41" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you Smoked:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question42" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+Smoked%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type42" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you been on Drugs:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.  But we're cool and say "you're on drugs" a lot.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question43" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+been+on+Drugs%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type43" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you gone on a Date:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.  Because I'm socially irrelevant, duh.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question44" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+gone+on+a+Date%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type44" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you gone to a Mall:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.  Curse you, Lawrence.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question45" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+gone+to+a+Mall%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type45" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not a whole box, no.  But I looooove Oreos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question46" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+eaten+a+box+of+Oreos%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type46" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you eaten Sushi:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.  Gross.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question47" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+eaten+Sushi%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type47" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you been on Stage:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question48" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+been+on+Stage%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type48" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you been Dumped:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No. Never been dumped, never dumped anyone.  Cha.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question49" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+been+Dumped%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type49" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.  Never been.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question50" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+gone+Skinny+Dipping%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type50" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you Stolen Anything:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nope.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question51" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+Stolen+Anything%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type51" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever been Drunk:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question52" value="Ever+been+Drunk%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type52" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever been called a Tease:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.  But I've been called a prude and a whore in the same day.  That was interesting.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question53" value="Ever+been+called+a+Tease%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type53" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever been Beaten up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nope, haha.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question54" value="Ever+been+Beaten+up%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type54" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever Shoplifted:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question55" value="Ever+Shoplifted%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type55" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How do you want to Die:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In my sleep, when I'm 400 years old.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question56" value="How+do+you+want+to+Die%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type56" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do you want to be when you Grow Up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I dunno.  Give me some time.  I don't even know if I WANT to grow up.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question57" value="What+do+you+want+to+be+when+you+Grow+Up%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type57" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What country would you most like to Visit:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;England, again, and "bump" into Daniel Radcliffe.  Then get married.  Germany's this summer.  WHOO!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question58" value="What+country+would+you+most+like+to+Visit%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type58" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In a Boy/Girl..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question59" value="In+a+Boy%2FGirl.."&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type59" value="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favourite Eye Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blue or brown.  Either.  Or green.  Actually, I don't care.  Brown?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question60" value="Favourite+Eye+Color%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type60" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favourite Hair Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brown.  Or black.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question61" value="Favourite+Hair+Color%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type61" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Short or Long Hair:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not uber short but not uber long.  Medium.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question62" value="Short+or+Long+Hair%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type62" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Height:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taller than me, but not too much.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question63" value="Height%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type63" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Weight:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Skinny&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question64" value="Weight%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type64" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of things in my Past I Regret:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A lot.  I guess.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question71" value="Number+of+things+in+my+Past+I+Regret%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type71" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Take This Survey"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/create-survey.php"&gt;CREATE YOUR OWN!&lt;/a&gt; - or - &lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/paid-surveys.php"&gt;GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:x__silence:16847</id>
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    <title>x__silence @ 2005-03-01T16:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-01T22:43:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-01T22:43:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Too lazy to update this and it's not like anyone reads it anyway...so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science fair projects are death.  The Sims 2 University came out today and I'd much rather be sending my brother off to college and Sim Me gets his room, but I'm working like a diligent little girl.  At least, my parents think I am.  But I'm really updating my LJ.  *devious*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway.  Biology class is doom, and my Spanish teacher bitched at me in Spanish for not getting my progress report signed.  *shrugs*  I'll live.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:x__silence:16633</id>
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    <title>being a drama queen.</title>
    <published>2005-02-22T20:49:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-22T20:52:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yep.  DEFINITELY out of the loop.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL my friends are going to a Green Day concert and not one of them bothered to say anything to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE talks to me anymore, at least not online.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick as shit and can't do anything, but still have to work on my science fair project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always somebody ELSE...someone that people would rather be talking to/hanging out with over me.  I just kind of...fade into the woodwork.  But oh well.  Guess I'll just have to get used to it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll just have to get used to LIFE.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...fuck this.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:x__silence:16373</id>
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    <title>x__silence @ 2005-02-13T19:35:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-14T03:36:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-14T03:36:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, DEFINITELY not feeling the love with all the non-commenting-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my life isn't necessarily interesting, but STILL!  GOSH!  (napoleon style)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:x__silence:16070</id>
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    <title>x__silence @ 2005-02-09T20:29:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-10T02:30:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-10T02:30:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, somebody needs to help me fix this.  I changed the background on my journal because the old one suddenly was illegal or something...but now all the tables are still gray, which is REALLY UGLY with the background.  How do I change the color of the entry tables and stuff?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:x__silence:15757</id>
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    <title>curse valentine's day</title>
    <published>2005-02-10T02:24:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-10T02:24:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh geez.  My friend had a pool party for her half-birthday at the aquatic center...indoors, duh. The guy I've liked for...erm...two and a half years was there.  Normally it's just really nonchalant between us, but today he was following me around like a lost puppy.  I dunno if it's just Valentine's Day coming up soon, or wishful thinking on my part, or what, but he would not leave me alone!  Anywhere I would go, he would follow, and he would always splash me (yeeeah, real mature, huh).  Maybe it's just his nature.  Maybe he's just like that.  But he shouldn't act like this around me, because see what it does.  See what it does to poor innocent gullible people like me.  I start thinking things.  And when I start thinking things, bad things happen.  Like, I make a fool of myself...when he dropped me off at home and the front door was locked and nobody was home and so I had to use the garage door opener thing with the password.  And my sidewalk is still slippery from the snow, and I went straight down.  Oh gosh.  It didn't hurt anything, just my pride.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I guess I'll know if I'm actually right or if I'm just hallucinating...on Friday...Valentine's Dance.  GREAT.  *eye roll*</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:x__silence:15495</id>
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    <title>haggaflagga</title>
    <published>2005-01-29T02:12:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-29T02:12:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>taking back sunday</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It's SNOWING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;333333333 times a million and a half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a harp audition tomorrow....alkijvwalkwealkvwae.  Have to go to Kansas City...in the snow.  Ehhhhhhhhh.  Then coming back here and the cool kids are coming over to work on the ensemble (this word is best said with a French accent).  Mmmm yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's on AOL, because everyone (unlike me) has a social life.  Oh well...I had to go to piano today to work on theory.  Argh.  I hate hate hate hate hate hate hate rhythmic dictation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much else to say...I have a B in Adv. Bio. because I got a C on one test.  And progress reports are coming home.  I'm absolutely screwed.  So, if I don't write in here ever again, it's because my mom murdered me.  Just watch for it on the news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.  Well.  Gonna go now...probably play the Sims or go watch the snow.  Happy happy happy.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:x__silence:15257</id>
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    <title>x__silence @ 2005-01-22T20:43:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-23T02:45:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-23T02:45:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why do I NEVER have anything interesting to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should just start copying and pasting my Open Diary entries into here.  Ehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last one was about how I cry too much, 'cause I'm all overstressed about high school enrollment.  Blargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody shoot me.  I don't know why.  I just need to be shot.  My friend took a picture of me at the bowling alley yesterday (great fun).  I'm standing by one of those shoot-em-up arcade games and I have the two pistols that you fire at the screen and they're both up against my head.  I think it's pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3  I want to go take pictures of random things and put them on here.  Mayhap I shall.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:x__silence:14865</id>
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    <title>x__silence @ 2005-01-11T20:40:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-12T02:42:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-12T02:42:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sooo, LJ got bought out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy I like asked one of my best friends out.  She said no, because she knew I liked him too.  She's the latest one of three...no, four, of my friends to be asked out by him...and the first to say no.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of puts a new light on things...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:x__silence:14782</id>
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    <title>x__silence @ 2005-01-02T20:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-03T02:56:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-03T02:56:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Still have nothing to sayyyy....hmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxRegan</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:x__silence:14534</id>
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    <title>x__silence @ 2004-12-28T18:32:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-29T00:34:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-29T00:34:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>NEW TBS CD!  WHEE!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Decided against the new journal.  Too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PREORDERED HP6 TODAY!  It's $29.99, so get ready to bust your wallets for that uberlovable (loveable?  I HATE that word) wizard and all his friends.  Wow, I'd make a good advertiser.  Bahaha.  'Course, I preordered it from Borders, which means I get a whopping 40% off!! That makes it $17.99, if I remember correctly.  Mmmm.  I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Borders can order the MCS CD for me....I didn't go ahead and order it today but I think I will.  :)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:x__silence:14294</id>
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    <title>LOSER!</title>
    <published>2004-12-28T03:49:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-28T03:49:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm going to make a new jourrrrrnal....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I'm stupid and have too much free time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall post when I get it done.  IF I get it done.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:x__silence:13975</id>
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    <title>x__silence @ 2004-12-26T13:58:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-26T19:58:40Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-26T19:58:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Merry Late Christmas!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a great one!  Or at least a semi-great one.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:x__silence:13590</id>
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    <title>whoa!</title>
    <published>2004-12-23T04:03:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-23T04:03:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">WHOA!  I, like, totally haven't written in here in FOREVER!  Haley left me a note asking where I was....haha.  That reminded me I have to write in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEE I just got done watching PoA.  Daniel Radcliffe = major hotness extraordinaire.  I think I spelled that word wrong......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have NOTHING to say except the guy I like is a jerk but I still like him and it sucks...blargh.  I didn't try out for the 9th grade play and the director hates me now...I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing else to say.  Merry Chrismuhanikwanzikah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxRegan</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:x__silence:13340</id>
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    <title>blargh</title>
    <published>2004-12-07T23:14:28Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-07T23:14:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>christmas songs!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">YUCH....I'm sick today.  I was bored this afternoon so I messed around with "Modify Journal" and I got the font to change!!  However, it's still stuck in yucky Verdana on my friends page.  Any suggestions? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayhaps I will be a lemming and create a new journal, too.  If I can figure all this crap out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACH, my head hurts and my nose is stuffed up and I HATE COLDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios.</content>
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    <title>yeah i'm cool</title>
    <published>2004-12-07T00:46:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-07T00:46:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">HAHA yeah I haven't written in here in a freaking long time!!  WHOA!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY 19 DAYS UNTIL CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAA!  *hyperventilates*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, yeah, so I have nothing better to do, so I'm-a gonna do a survey type thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bold those that apply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am very tall (not really)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Some people can make me smile from just being in the same room as me (definitely)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. I am a hopeless romantic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. I love deep conversations with my closest friends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. I worry too much&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. I hate dances (for the most part...)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. I am a musician&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. I used to talk to myself (I still do, sometimes)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. I still do Lol. (Only on the internet, not in person, god, I'm not pathetic)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. I hate squinty teeth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Looking at old photos makes me sad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. I want to be a writer (perhaps)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. I don't get enough sleep (only on weekends)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. I love my Mommy (Yeah, I do.  I mean, she pisses me off, but I love her.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. I have a lot of favourite songs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. Pretentious people piss me off&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. I love it when you know where you’re going but the person you’re with doesn’t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. I cry easily&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I quite like my teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. I should be doing something else rather than this (like, writing my resolution for MUN)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. I don't drink or smoke&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I hate men who bitch like little girls (I find it amusing)&lt;br /&gt;23. I hate when the rain makes my socks wet (nope, I love it, I go out in the rain in my socks...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24. I can be obsessive about some things (no kidding)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I tend to scream at traffic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26. I like tight hugs and when people smile just at you being there (I LOVE hugs!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27. I like it when people are happy because they make you happy &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. My hair looks the same as it did a week ago today (Uhhh I dunno)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29. I like sharing a moment of happiness with someone over apparently nothing (yeah!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30. I hate it when you don’t understand someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. I prefer summer to winter (Nope, I'm a big snow girl)&lt;br /&gt;32. I'm not a fan of swimming in the ocean (it's GREAT fun! go to Maryland!  I love Chesapeake Bay!  We used to go there every summer until I was 8 and we moved away...sigh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;33. I am an optimist (Well, I try to be)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;34. I think conformity is stupid (my very fav. vocab word is aberrant - deviating from normal or typical.  How great is that?)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;35. I love nicknames (and I have a freakin' ton of 'em)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. I have never seen Titanic (HAHA, that movie was freaking hilarious!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;37. I am usually always on the Internet (quoth Elin - sadly)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;38. The sound of running water soothes me (more so rain)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. I hate it when people think that "crap" is a bad thing to say (I could care less...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;40. I hate when people think they are too good to say Hi or even acknowledge your existence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. I wish I wasn't so shy&lt;br /&gt;42. I will never dye my hair&lt;br /&gt;43. My hair is naturally wavy&lt;br /&gt;44. I wish I wasn’t so lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;45. I wish I still talked to some people&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;46. When I look back on most of the things I’ve done I learn from my mistakes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;47. I love vanilla scent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;48. I always start giggling when I’m by myself when I think of nice/funny stuff people have said&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;49. I wish I exercised more (I tried, then I got lazy again)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. My eye itches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;51. I wish I had a photographic memory (then I would remember stuff...like, say, BIOLOGY.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;52. I miss being a kid (only sometimes) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;53. There are some moments I wish I could have back (definitely)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;54. I wish I were older even though I miss being a kid (sometimes)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;55. I make no sense a lot of the time (well, some of the time.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. I am overly paranoid &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;57. I love music&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. I wish I was more outspoken in class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;59. I hate people who agree with you to "impress" you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;60. I don't believe cracking your knuckles will give you arthritis &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;61. Sometimes I keep feelings bottled up for sake of others&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;62. I often say I hate things in people, but do them myself and don't realize (Yup, I'm a hypocrite)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;63. I wish too much&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;64. I love Christmas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. I hope my family and I move&lt;br /&gt;66. I hate feeling nostalgic&lt;br /&gt;67. I've been told I act older than I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;68. I don’t like it when people don't leave messages (or worse, when they get your machine and then HANG UP, it bugs me)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;69. I have very large hands (well, comparatively)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;70. I wish people would grow up.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;71. I am still a teenager&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;72. I hate people who say I'm annoying because I laugh a lot; that's a retarded reason&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;73. I hate people who complain about "indecency" on TV....if you don't like it...don't watch it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;74. I like the feeling of knowing someone thinks I look really good &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;75. I'm perfectly happy sitting doing nothing for hours at a time if I'm with people I love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;76. I'm a day-dreamer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Family meals are a rare occasion&lt;br /&gt;78. Nothing would make me so happy as an A in math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;79. Sometimes I enjoy sitting around myself for hours doing nothing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;80. I hate gangster slang, like "homie" or "dawg" because it annoys the crap out of me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;81. I love to make people smile/laugh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;82. I like songs that remind me of being a kid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. I don't like it when people hold grudges &lt;br /&gt;84. I cannot wait to graduate highschool (Kind of)&lt;br /&gt;85. I have a slight obsession with Spongebob (I like it, the movie was hilarious.  I'm not obsessed.)&lt;br /&gt;86. I hate the new season of She Spies; the first season was much better (Umm, what's that?)&lt;br /&gt;87. I don’t really like hanging out with lots of people all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;88. I wish I knew espanol (Well, I wish I knew it better than what I know from Spanish II)&lt;br /&gt;89. Chocolate is my best friend (well, not my best friend, but it's awesome)&lt;br /&gt;90. I'm too forgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;91. I’m too critical&amp;lt;/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;92. I think I smell fine (Haha, yeah)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. About a fifth of my waking day is spent day-dreaming&lt;br /&gt;94. I hate when you know people think you are up to something, and you can’t help act guilty even though you aren’t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;95. I wish I had more money (!!!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;96. I want to donate money to charity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;97. I think spiky hair on boys makes them incredibly hot (Nope, straight is better)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;98. I like laughing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;99. I love inside jokes (but only if I'm on the inside...funny how that works)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. I am tired as hell (nope, just a little tired.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that was fun!! HAHA!  I'm a loser, but oh well.  Well, ta ta.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>x__silence @ 2004-11-24T20:02:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-25T02:04:28Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-25T02:04:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>random christmas carols (i'm a cheater)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Whee.  It snowed here today.  6 inches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regan = very very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo, and I'm listening to Christmas songs on WMP.  I'm such a cheater!!  You're not supposed to listen to Christmas music until after Thanksgiving.  Gimme a break, it's tomorrow.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:x__silence:12696</id>
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    <title>quizzes stolen from hay-lay</title>
    <published>2004-11-25T01:49:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-25T01:57:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/gloomfairie/1046220909_bathtory.gif" border="0" alt="bathory"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Elizabeth Bathory. (The bloodcountess)&lt;br&gt;Legend tells us that you, this very rich,&lt;br&gt;beautiful and high born woman tortured and&lt;br&gt;murdered some 650 young women and bathed in&lt;br&gt;their warm blood to keep yourself beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;In some stories, it is said you have drank thier&lt;br&gt;blood as well. You were a sexual sadist on a&lt;br&gt;grand scale.&lt;br /&gt;Ah vanity is your downfall. For shame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/gloomfairie/quizzes/Which%20Imfamous%20criminal%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Imfamous criminal are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;errr yeah, that's a little scary.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/Medox/1039424283_zmonroepic.jpg" border="0" alt="You are Marilyn Monroe!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're Marilyn Monroe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Medox/quizzes/What%20Classic%20Pin-Up%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Classic Pin-Up Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy:&lt;/b&gt;  You can't get any better.  You're&lt;br&gt;where you want to be in life, you have someone&lt;br&gt;who you care deeply about, and you have grand&lt;br&gt;memories to look back on.  You can say that&lt;br&gt;you're high on life, and that may be an&lt;br&gt;understatement.  Keep that trend, some of us&lt;br&gt;need to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/artichokie/quizzes/What%20Does%20Your%20Past%20Say%20About%20Your%20Present%3F/"&gt;What Does Your Past Say About Your Present?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;yeah I guess so.  I could be a whole lot worse off.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/tweak23/1059729811_harrysally.jpg" border="0" alt="when harry met sally"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Everyone remembers the 'faked-orgasm-in-a-deli'&lt;br&gt;sequence from your kind of movie When Harry Met&lt;br&gt;Sally. It seems that you're falling for a buddy&lt;br&gt;or have already fallen for them. Uh-oh. You're&lt;br&gt;probably caught between the possibility of&lt;br&gt;having a great relationship and wrecking the&lt;br&gt;one you have now. You know what they say, it's&lt;br&gt;better to regret something you did than&lt;br&gt;something you didn't do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/tweak23/quizzes/What%20Romance%20Movie%20Best%20Represents%20Your%20Love%20Life%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Romance Movie Best Represents Your Love Life?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;haha definitely&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/Nanisd/1088314244_ureslittle.gif" border="0" alt="HASH(0x895eaac)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;SWEET TEEN!!! Yes you are a teenager mmmm from 13&lt;br&gt;- 19 quite a little rebel haha just kidding...&lt;br&gt;You think as a teenager, you see everything&lt;br&gt;quite simple, soon you will realize it is not&lt;br&gt;that simple. In my opinion you look at things&lt;br&gt;in a very beautiful way. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Nanisd/quizzes/%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20.%20%20%20%20%20What%20is%20you%20inner%20age%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;                                .     What is you inner age?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not sure I agree with that one.  I don't quite see things simply.  Buttt, quizzes don't know all. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely! Someones gotta crush on you! It's&lt;br&gt;Obvious that this guy likes you, so stop&lt;br&gt;doubting it! If hes a little shy and hasnt said&lt;br&gt;anything, maybe you should be the one to make&lt;br&gt;the first move (If you feel the same way of&lt;br&gt;course). If you dont feel the same way, and he&lt;br&gt;has already told you that he likes you, tell&lt;br&gt;him how you feel in the nicest way possible,&lt;br&gt;after all he was brave enough to tell you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/kcgyal/quizzes/Does%20He%20Like%20You%3F/"&gt;Does He Like You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hehehe.  I wish....:(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>you're still you</title>
    <published>2004-11-21T05:26:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-21T05:26:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>josh groban!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Josh Groban is my god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Through the darkness &lt;br /&gt;I can see your light &lt;br /&gt;And you will always shine &lt;br /&gt;And I can feel your heart in mine &lt;br /&gt;Your face I've memorized &lt;br /&gt;I idolize just you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look up to &lt;br /&gt;Everything you are &lt;br /&gt;In my eyes you do no wrong &lt;br /&gt;I've loved you for so long &lt;br /&gt;And after all is said and done &lt;br /&gt;You're still you &lt;br /&gt;After all &lt;br /&gt;You're still you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walk past me &lt;br /&gt;I can feel your pain &lt;br /&gt;Time changes everything &lt;br /&gt;One truth always stays the same &lt;br /&gt;You're still you &lt;br /&gt;After all &lt;br /&gt;You're still you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look up to &lt;br /&gt;Everything you are &lt;br /&gt;In my eyes you do no wrong &lt;br /&gt;And I believe in you &lt;br /&gt;Although you never asked me to &lt;br /&gt;I will remember you &lt;br /&gt;And what life put you through &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this cruel and lonely world &lt;br /&gt;I found one love &lt;br /&gt;You're still you &lt;br /&gt;After all &lt;br /&gt;You're still you&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>akjnweknvawlknewv</title>
    <published>2004-11-19T02:12:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-19T02:12:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Josh Groban * You Raise Me Up</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hung out with him almost all of third period.  Helped him with typing something or other, 'cause he types like crap.  :)  We had funnnn.  He makes me laugh sooo much, I love it.  We also found out that we're going to be in Computer Apps together next semester.  :)  Wheeee yay!!  And we've already made a pact to sit together so that I can help him.  :)  I'm feeling very smiley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nnnnnnnnnn.  I like the letter N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeeeah, so.  Not much else to say.  :)  I didn't try out for the play.  Someone hates me for it.  I don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so wonderfully interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Regan</content>
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