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  <title>Do you care if I don't know what to say?</title>
  <subtitle>Lisa Dawson</subtitle>
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    <name>Lisa Dawson</name>
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    <title>i'm a copycatter.   tru dat homeslice!</title>
    <published>2005-07-25T21:26:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-25T21:26:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>eminem - mockingbird.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">LAYER ONE&lt;br /&gt;-- Name: Lisa Lee.&lt;br /&gt;-- Birthday: Feb. 24 1989&lt;br /&gt;-- Birthplace: Bradenton. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Current Location: Bradenton.&lt;br /&gt;-- Eye color: Hazel.&lt;br /&gt;-- Hair color: Dirty blonde with highlights.&lt;br /&gt;-- Height: 5'9"&lt;br /&gt;-- Righty or Lefty: Righty.&lt;br /&gt;-- Zodiac sign: Pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER TWO&lt;br /&gt;-- Shoes you wore today: I haven't worn any yet.&lt;br /&gt;-- Your weakness: Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;-- Your fears: Everything that's going on in my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;-- Goal you’d like to achieve: I don't believe in "goals".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER THREE&lt;br /&gt;-- Most overused phrase on AIM: lol.&lt;br /&gt;-- First thought when waking up: What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;-- Best physical feature: Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;-- Bedtime: Between 1am - 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER FOUR (do you)&lt;br /&gt;-- Smoke: No.&lt;br /&gt;-- Curse: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;-- Sing: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;-- Shower: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;-- Crush: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;-- Think you’ve been in love: Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;-- Want to go to college: Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;-- Like high school: Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;-- Want to get married: If it's true love.&lt;br /&gt;-- Think you’re attractive: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER SIX (in the past month have you)&lt;br /&gt;-- Drank alcohol: No.&lt;br /&gt;-- Smoked: No.&lt;br /&gt;-- Done drugs: No.&lt;br /&gt;-- Had sex: No.&lt;br /&gt;-- Made out: No.&lt;br /&gt;-- Gone to the mall: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;-- Been on stage: No.&lt;br /&gt;-- Made homemade cookies: No.&lt;br /&gt;-- Gone skinny dipping: No.&lt;br /&gt;-- Dyed your hair: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER SEVEN (ever)&lt;br /&gt;-- Played a game that required removal of clothing: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;-- If so, was it mixed company: No?&lt;br /&gt;-- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;-- Been caught "doing something": No.&lt;br /&gt;-- Been called a tease: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;-- Gotten beaten up: No.&lt;br /&gt;-- Shoplifted: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;-- Changed who you were to fit in: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER EIGHT&lt;br /&gt;-- Age you hope to be married: In my late 20's or early 30's.&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of children: 12.&lt;br /&gt;-- Dream Wedding: I don't think of getting married for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;-- How do you want to die: In my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;-- Where do you want to go to college: No idea yet.&lt;br /&gt;-- What do you want to be when you grow up: A voiceover for Disney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER NINE&lt;br /&gt;-- Last car ride: Last night with Melissa and Will coming home from swimming in his gym.&lt;br /&gt;-- Last romantic kiss: A looong time ago.&lt;br /&gt;-- Last good cry: Last week watching A Walk to Remember with Melissa and Will.&lt;br /&gt;-- Last book read: I don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;-- Last crush: I haven't had a crush since forever ago.&lt;br /&gt;-- Last phone call: No comment.&lt;br /&gt;-- Last time showered: Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;-- Last cd played: The Used.&lt;br /&gt;-- Last song downloaded: I don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;-- Last annoyance: Ian.&lt;br /&gt;-- Last disappointment: Who cares.&lt;br /&gt;-- Last soda drink: Code red.&lt;br /&gt;-- Last sleep: Last night.&lt;br /&gt;-- Last IM: Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;-- Last time wanting to die: A long time ago. &lt;br /&gt;-- Last time hugged: Will i guess?&lt;br /&gt;-- Last time you were slapped in the ass: I don't know?&lt;br /&gt;-- Last lipstick used: I don’t wear lipstick.&lt;br /&gt;-- Last time someone made you cry: A loong time ago?&lt;br /&gt;-- Last time someone wrote something sweet to you: I don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;-- Last time someone wrote you a funny note: The other day.&lt;br /&gt;-- Last time dancing: Um..&lt;br /&gt;-- Last show attended: A while ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full Name: Lisa Dawson Winn.&lt;br /&gt;Born on What Day of the Week: Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;Chore You Hate: Dishes.&lt;br /&gt;Dad's Name: Ernie.&lt;br /&gt;Essential Make-Up Item: None.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Actor/Actress: Johnny Depp and Hilary Duff, Kristen Dunst, Evan Rachel Wood, and Nikki Reed. &lt;br /&gt;Gold or Silver: Silver.&lt;br /&gt;Hometown: Bradenton.&lt;br /&gt;Instruments You Play: I'm taking drum lessons..does that count?&lt;br /&gt;Job Title: Notta.&lt;br /&gt;Living arrangements: Dad, Angie, Myles.&lt;br /&gt;Mom's name: Melanie.&lt;br /&gt;Number of socks you own: Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;Overnight hospital stays: None of YOUR business.&lt;br /&gt;Phobia: Heights.&lt;br /&gt;Quote you like: Um..&lt;br /&gt;Siblings: Angie-19, and Rusty-30.&lt;br /&gt;Time you woke up today: Around 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;Vicious thing you've done: Being mean to Lauren, Jeff's Lauren.&lt;br /&gt;Your Favorite Season: Fall and Summer.&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Sign: Didn't you already ask me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Who do you blame for your mood today? No one.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen a dead body? Yes.....&lt;br /&gt;What should we do with all the stupid people? Kill them.&lt;br /&gt;Do you watch the local news? Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;How Big is your bed? I think it's a queen.&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Current Clothing: Shorts and a Misfits shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: Great.&lt;br /&gt;Current Taste: Grossness.&lt;br /&gt;Current Hair: A messy bun?&lt;br /&gt;Current Annoyance: Being bored.&lt;br /&gt;Current Smell: Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Current thing you should be doing instead of this Survey: Not being here.&lt;br /&gt;Current Jewelry: A ring.&lt;br /&gt;Current Favorite Celeb: Everyone I liked before.&lt;br /&gt;Current Music: Don't Die Cindy - So Much For Secret Passwords.&lt;br /&gt;Current Wish: To hang out with Meli, Will, and Joey tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Current Regret: Everything I ever did that was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Current Desktop Picture: The Land Before Time.&lt;br /&gt;Current Disappointment: Nothing!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Current IM/Person you are talking To: Melissa and Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;Current Things on your Wall: Not much.&lt;br /&gt;Current Favorite Movie: I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;How Many...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places have you lived In? Two.&lt;br /&gt;Countries have you been to? Zero.&lt;br /&gt;Languages can you speak fluently? English.&lt;br /&gt;Shows have you been to this month? None.&lt;br /&gt;Friends would you call close? One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;Piercings = Zero.&lt;br /&gt;Tattoos = Zero.&lt;br /&gt;Height= 5'9".&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size = 8 1/2.&lt;br /&gt;Hair color = ..... this is getting so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last:&lt;br /&gt;Movie you rented = Girl Interupped and Anastasia.&lt;br /&gt;Movie you bought= I don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;CD you bought/burned = A mixed CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do:&lt;br /&gt;You Wish you could live Somewhere else = Yes.&lt;br /&gt;You think about Suicide = No.&lt;br /&gt;You want more Piercings = Yes.&lt;br /&gt;You like cleaning = Not really. Only windows and mirrors..&lt;br /&gt;You like roller coasters = Not upside down ones.&lt;br /&gt;You write cursive or print = Print.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For or Against:&lt;br /&gt;Suicide = Against. &lt;br /&gt;Killing People = Against. &lt;br /&gt;Teenage Smoking = Against.&lt;br /&gt;Driving Drunk = Against.&lt;br /&gt;Gay/Lesbian relationships= For.&lt;br /&gt;Soap Operas = Against.&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now? 5:07PM&lt;br /&gt;Apples or Bananas? Apples&lt;br /&gt;Blue or Red? Blue.&lt;br /&gt;Walmart or Target? Target.&lt;br /&gt;Spring or Fall? Fall.&lt;br /&gt;What are you gonna do after you finish this? I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What:&lt;br /&gt;Shampoo do you use = Whatever is in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;Shoes do you wear = My old Etnies and Converses.&lt;br /&gt;Are you scared of = Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite:&lt;br /&gt;5 letter word: Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;Color: Green and Pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person who last:&lt;br /&gt;Slept in your bed: Meli Pa Deli&lt;br /&gt;Slept With You: Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;Saw you cry: Melissa and Will.&lt;br /&gt;Yelled at you: My dad.&lt;br /&gt;Sent you an email: Emails don't exist in my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last:&lt;br /&gt;Last noise you heard? Melissa typing on the other computer.&lt;br /&gt;Last smell you sniffed? Angie making cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;Last time you went out of state? A looong time ago.&lt;br /&gt;Book you read? I don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship/Love:&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight? No.&lt;br /&gt;Do you want children one day &amp; if so, how many? I don't know yet.&lt;br /&gt;Most important thing to you in a friendship is? HONESTY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Info:&lt;br /&gt;Criminal record? No.&lt;br /&gt;Virgin? No. &lt;br /&gt;Pets? None.&lt;br /&gt;What makes you happy? MELISSA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever:&lt;br /&gt;Cried over a girl = Only Meli.&lt;br /&gt;Cried over a boy = Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Lied to someone= Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Been in a fist fight = Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Had Sex = Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Eaten a bug = No.&lt;br /&gt;Kept a secret from everyone: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Cried During a movie: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Planned your week based on the TV Guide: No.&lt;br /&gt;Wished you were the opposite sex: No.&lt;br /&gt;Thought you were going to die: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to Run away: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Flunked a grade: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Ran away: No.&lt;br /&gt;Skipped a grade: No. &lt;br /&gt;Moved: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Attempted to commit suicide: No.&lt;br /&gt;Thought about it: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Been arrested: No.&lt;br /&gt;Gotten drunk: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Been in Love: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Smoked: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Drank: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Been suspended: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Cheated On A Test: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Cheated On A Boy/Girlfriend: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Been In The Hospital: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep in the bath: Only once.&lt;br /&gt;Gone to Church: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Been on a hike: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Been to camp: No. &lt;br /&gt;Gone a week w/out shaving: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't wash your hair for a week: No.&lt;br /&gt;Broken something valuable: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Been in a tornado: No.&lt;br /&gt;Knew you were in love: No.&lt;br /&gt;Streaked in the streets: No.&lt;br /&gt;Been Skinny-dipping: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Screamed at someone for no reason: No.&lt;br /&gt;Been in a fight: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Been hurt by someone you loved: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Been attacked: No.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed on the phone for over 3 hours: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST JOB: Haven't had one yet.&lt;br /&gt;FIRST SCREEN NAME: xxl1zcut1exx.&lt;br /&gt;FIRST SELF-PURCHASED ALBUM: Hanson.&lt;br /&gt;FIRST FUNERAL: My Grand-daddy.&lt;br /&gt;FIRST PIERCING/TATTOO: Ears.&lt;br /&gt;FIRST CREDIT CARD: I don't have one yet.&lt;br /&gt;FIRST TRUE LOVE: AARON CARTER!! &lt;br /&gt;FIRST ENEMY: A black girl in elementary.&lt;br /&gt;FIRST BIG TRIP: Ohio a loong time ago.&lt;br /&gt;FIRST CONCERT: Nsync..i think? Or BSB.&lt;br /&gt;FIRST MUSICIAN YOU REMEMBER HEARING IN YOUR HOUSE: My mom and dad's boring music.&lt;br /&gt;LAST BIG CAR RIDE: Driving with Ian, Melissa and Texas tomboy up to Melissa's house to get her stuff but it was only a hour ride and back.&lt;br /&gt;LAST KISS: No comment.&lt;br /&gt;LAST LIBRARY BOOK: I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;LAST MOVIE SEEN: Bewitched.&lt;br /&gt;LAST BEVERAGE DRANK: Code red.&lt;br /&gt;LAST FOOD CONSUMED: Tortillas&lt;br /&gt;LAST PHONE CALL: Angie.&lt;br /&gt;LAST CD PLAYED: I already answered this one stupid.&lt;br /&gt;LAST ANNOYANCE: This stupid survey asking the same questions over again.&lt;br /&gt;LAST ICE CREAM EATEN: Phish food.&lt;br /&gt;LAST TIME SCOLDED: I don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;LAST SHIRT WORN: My Misfits one I have on now.&lt;br /&gt;LAST WEBPAGE VISITED: livejournal.com&lt;br /&gt;LAST LOVE: Nobody.</content>
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    <title>candylandgirl34 @ 2005-07-24T17:16:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-24T21:23:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-24T21:23:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yesterday was pretty fun. we went to mamaww's (my grandma) pool and swam and we were swimming with the fins and now i know how to swim with them. it's pretty darn great. then angie called and said that we'd going shopping when we got back so we went to  tjmax but it was pretty darn disgusting and the blackies smelt like the ocean so we left and went to the mall and i got 2 pairs of pants, melissa got 1 pair and angie got 1 pair.. i think? when angie gets home, we're going shopping again. i really do hate school shopping but it's great that melissa and angie are with me.  i really want to go to the sarasota mall. just to go to the disney store..and other ones too but the disney store is the BEST! well i don't really know what else to say. toodles moodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. &lt;br /&gt;TONIGHT, WHEN WE HANG OUT WITH WILL...HE'S GOING DOWN!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;FREE STYLING ISN'T MY BEST HOBBIE..I'VE ACTUALLY NEVER DID IT BEFORE BUT THERE'S A FIRST FOR EVERYTHING RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING TO BE THE BEST. &lt;br /&gt;HE'S GOING TO WISH HE NEVER MESSED WITH LISA LEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;HEHAHEHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love always,&lt;br /&gt;lisa cata</content>
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    <title>candylandgirl34 @ 2005-07-23T15:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-23T19:25:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-23T19:25:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i feel so sick. i can't cook at all. i made french toast and now i feel like i'm going to barf. there's nothing to do. i really wanted to go to the beach today but it didn't work out. then i wanted to go to the flea market but that didn't work out either because it closes at 4. my dad is going to go to the store for mamaww and i asked if we could go swimming there and he said "maybe". so hopefully that works out. i really don't want to go back to school. this is the first summer where i haven't got bored and wanted to go back to school. i have nothing else to say. it's so boring here. goodbye. see ya in rainbow land!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxox &lt;br /&gt;lisa lee</content>
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    <title>candylandgirl34 @ 2005-07-20T14:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-20T18:57:33Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;ian is soooooooooooooooooo annoying!!!!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>candylandgirl34 @ 2005-07-18T15:53:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-18T20:04:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-18T20:04:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;i really like my new layout. melissa helped me with it. it's so great. i was so sick of the lame stripes. today i wanted to go to the beach but it obviously didn't work out. i need to get my permit. i'm just too scared to take the test again. melissa says i have guts but ha! i don't think so. i'm really not looking forward to school starting back up. i really, really don't want to go to braden river high. it's going to suck because i'm going to be in ese classes again and i'll probably have NO friends because everyone will think i'm a retard when i'm really not. i really don't want fights and rumors and basically drama to start this year. last night after i took my medicine, it felt like i only had bones and i was shaking so bad and melissa said it's probably because i'm not eating much anymore. so then i ate and i felt a little better and then passed out and then woke up and saw melissa cleaning my room and i thought it was a dream and i went back to sleep and i woke up this morning and it wasn't a dream. so then i made shrimp scampi and then melissa fixed my journal and then i vaccumed my room but then i just took a break and now i'm on here writing in my beautiful journal. i really want to go shopping for new clothes for school. i hope we do that soon. i'm not going to get a new backpack this year. i'm just going to keep my green corduroy. hmmmmmmmmmm.................................... i guess i'm done now. i have nothing more to say. bye.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>candylandgirl34 @ 2005-07-17T17:33:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-17T21:46:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-17T21:47:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;can anyone help me find a new lj layout? this one isn't so hott anymore. please help. i'll give you a dollar..=)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;so my dad won't take us to the store until the storm goes away. this always happens. we ALWAYS have to wait until the stupid storm goes away until we can leave to go somewhere. it's so stupid you don't understand.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;i haven't been eating much lately. i don't know why. well, actually i do. i just don't feel like eating. hm..what else is going on around here.. melissa really likes will. they always want to hang out with each other but melissa said she's not going to hang out with him unless i'm with her..which i kind of don't understand because when i'm with them i just get left out so what's the point in hanging out with them?&amp;nbsp; i don't know about drum lessons.. i'm suppose to be practicing but i'm just not in the mood too. and that really makes me upset because i want to be a great drummer but i just don't feel like doing anything. yes, i'm lazy. that's it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; also, the whole permit thing, i'm so scared to go back because i'm scared i'm going to fail it again even if i read the whole book over and over again. i wish i was smart so i could just pass it and not be in ese classes and have real friends. lauren is going to braden river this year. man.. i really hope she doesn't start shit. i'm not going to. i'm going to be the bigger person and make her feel stupid because she'll be the immature one starting shit so..yeah. i really don't like her. there's nothing to do. i really want to go to the store and get some fudge. man.. do i love fudge or what? that's the only thing that's been on my mind for the past few days. i can't help it. it's sooooooooooooooooooooo good!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i don't know how to express my feelings with melissa anymore. i want to tell her how i feel. like all my feelings that are stuck inside me that i just want get out that i can't think of all the time. sometimes i just want her to leave but i really don't. i'm too scared to be alone if she leaves. and i'll have no one to trip with in my room over everything that's on the floor. and no one to laugh at when they trip over things..(melissa).&amp;nbsp; okay well the stupid storm didn't even come (yes!) so now we're going to the store. bye.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>candylandgirl34 @ 2005-07-14T17:51:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-14T21:57:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-14T21:57:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>on my own - the used</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i'm such a downer. i can't do anything write. i can't stop myself from crying when i don't want to. everything is really getting to me right now. i try and try so hard to not think about it all but now it just comes flying at my face and then i cry..that probably didn't make sense but who cares now a days.   melissa is leaving..who knows when and it seems like the only thing she wants to do is hang out with will. it makes me so mad because it also seems like she's putting a boy before our friendship. it really hurts. i don't know why i'm so "jealous" of her. i'm actually not. i don't even know how to explain how i feel. ugh. i don't feel like doing this anymore. lj sucks. i don't have any friends.   bye.</content>
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    <title>candylandgirl34 @ 2005-07-12T16:34:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-12T20:34:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-12T20:34:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Time started: 4:06pm.&lt;br /&gt;Name: Lisa.&lt;br /&gt;Nickname: Lese, Lele.&lt;br /&gt;Single or Taken: Single. &lt;br /&gt;Sex: Female&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: Feburary 24 &lt;br /&gt;Sign: Pieces&lt;br /&gt;Siblings: Angie and Rusty.&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size: 8 ½ or 8..I’m not sure anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5' 9&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing right now: Boxers and an Eversfield shirt. &lt;br /&gt;where do you live: Bradenton&lt;br /&gt;Righty or lefty: Righty&lt;br /&gt;Relationships: Not in one.&lt;br /&gt;Who are your closest friends? Meliss.&lt;br /&gt;Did you send this to your crush?: No&lt;br /&gt;Best place for a date: Walmart, or a funny place to go.&lt;br /&gt;Where is your fav place to shop: Bealls. &lt;br /&gt;Do you have any tattoos or piercings: No.&lt;br /&gt;Fav’s:&lt;br /&gt;Color: Green.&lt;br /&gt;Number: 34 and 48.&lt;br /&gt;Boys Name: Elijah.&lt;br /&gt;Girls Name: Not so sure about this one.&lt;br /&gt;Subject in school: It’s summer so I’m not sure right now.&lt;br /&gt;Animal: turtles, dogs, and ferrets.&lt;br /&gt;Drink: Water.&lt;br /&gt;Sports: None&lt;br /&gt;food: Healthy gluten-free foods.&lt;br /&gt;Months: November, April, December.&lt;br /&gt;Band/Singer: Aaron Carter, The used + more.&lt;br /&gt;Movie: Blue crush, Crazy/beautiful, Foxfire, + more.&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: I’m not a breakfast fan. But I do like french toast.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite cartoon character: Fox and the hound: Fox, and Rainbow Brite.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given anyone a bath: No.&lt;br /&gt;Smoked: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Bungee Jumped: No.&lt;br /&gt;Made yourself throw up: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping: No.&lt;br /&gt;Been in the opposite sex's bathroom: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Eaten a dog biscuit: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Got your tongue stuck to a pole: No&lt;br /&gt;Loved someone so much it made you cry? Yes&lt;br /&gt;Broken a bone: Nope&lt;br /&gt;Played truth or dare: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Been in a physical fight: No.&lt;br /&gt;Been in a police car: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Come close to dying: No.&lt;br /&gt;Been in a sauna: I don’t know what that is.&lt;br /&gt;Been in a hot tub: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean: Yep&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep in school: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Ran away? No&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone's heart: John’s.&lt;br /&gt;Cried when someone died: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Flashed someone: I mooned someone.&lt;br /&gt;Cried in school: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Fell off your chair: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for a call: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Saved AIM conversations: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Fallen for your best friend?: No.&lt;br /&gt;Been cheated on? Probably.&lt;br /&gt;First thing that comes to mind: &lt;br /&gt;Red: Shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Blue: Ian’s favorite color.&lt;br /&gt;Autumn: My favorite season.&lt;br /&gt;Cow: Milk.&lt;br /&gt;Greenland: My favorite color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your good luck charm: i don’t have one.&lt;br /&gt;What’s your room like: Green.&lt;br /&gt;What is beside you: Josh’s Harry Potter book and some other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you ate: Gluten-free tv dinner.&lt;br /&gt;What kind of shampoo do you use? Whatever is in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;Something that has happened to you this year: Had Melissa over for a month and some days but I’ve done that before.&lt;br /&gt;Worst thing that has happened this year: Regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Chicken pox: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Had Sore Throat: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;Believe in love at first sight? No.&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics: Sure.&lt;br /&gt;Like school: No&lt;br /&gt;What school: Braden River High.&lt;br /&gt;Loved anyone: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Eat a live hamster: No.&lt;br /&gt;--Go to a Hanson concert: No.&lt;br /&gt;--kill someone you didn't know for 15 billion dollars: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;-- If you were stuck on an island, what people would you want to be with: My mom, Angie, Melissa, Myles, my dad,and AARON CARTER! &lt;br /&gt;--If you loved someone and you were keeping something from them and it would hurt them if they found out, would you tell them: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You touched? Melissa, (not sexually).&lt;br /&gt;You massaged: No one.&lt;br /&gt;You Kissed? No one.&lt;br /&gt;You yelled at: I don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;Who broke your heart: Ben, but who cares now.&lt;br /&gt;Who told you they loved you: Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;Is your loudest friend: I don’t have loud friends. I don’t have much friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you/Are You:&lt;br /&gt;Do you like filling these out: Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear contacts or glasses: Glasses.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like yourself: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you get along with your family: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you do Drugs: Not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Have piercings below the waist? No.&lt;br /&gt;Stolen anything over 50$: No.&lt;br /&gt;Obsessive?: Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Anorexic? No. &lt;br /&gt;Depressed? Everynow and then.&lt;br /&gt;Suicidal? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many ppl are you sending this to: None.&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to right now: Thunder.&lt;br /&gt;What did you do yesterday: Go to Walmart and then picked up Paige and all that other stuff. &lt;br /&gt;Got any awards: Stupid ones.&lt;br /&gt;Married: No&lt;br /&gt;If you could change anything about yourself, what would you change: My body.&lt;br /&gt;Good actor?: No&lt;br /&gt;Have a lava lamp: Yeah, but it doesn’t work.&lt;br /&gt;How many remote controls are in your house: 7. &lt;br /&gt;Are you double jointed: No.&lt;br /&gt;What do you dream about: I don’t remember.&lt;br /&gt;Last time you showered: A half an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;Last time you took a bath: A half an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;The last movie you saw at the theatres: Bewitched.&lt;br /&gt;Scary or happy movies: Happy &lt;br /&gt;Root beer or Dr.Pepper: Water.&lt;br /&gt;Mud or Jell-O wrestling: Neither.&lt;br /&gt;Silver or Gold: Silver &lt;br /&gt;Diamond or pearl: Both.&lt;br /&gt;Sunset or Sunrise: Sunset.&lt;br /&gt;Phone or in person: In person.&lt;br /&gt;Oldest, middle, youngest or only child: Middle&lt;br /&gt;Do you want your friends to fill this out and send it back? I don’t care.&lt;br /&gt;End Time?: 4:33pm</content>
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    <title>candylandgirl34 @ 2005-07-11T11:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-11T15:48:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-11T15:48:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">melissa is leaving tomorrow. i really don't want to think about it though. it's going to suck. i don't think i'm going to cry though. at least i hope not because i know she's coming back.    paige is coming over today. we have to meet her at lakewood ranch high because she lives all the way out in mayakka city and well yeah that's too far to drive. i should really go clean my room up a little. toodles, noodles, poodles.</content>
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    <title>candylandgirl34 @ 2005-07-08T15:30:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-08T19:54:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-08T19:54:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>aj &amp; aly - do you believe in magic</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/bookstore0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hm...fasinating.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/bookstore0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;eye eye mate!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/bookstore0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;beauty and&lt;strong&gt; BEAST.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/bookstore0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;nice lips Will.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/bookstore0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;whatcha starin at there benay?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/bookstore0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;oh so emo?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/bookstore0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i am&amp;nbsp;NOT&amp;nbsp;stoned. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/bookstore0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;it looks like i'm playing golf..which i'm really not.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/bookstore0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;piggy back time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/bookstore0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;flippin in BAM!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/bookstore0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ahh!! look out for the .....whatever.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/bookstore0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;"can you bring me some eggs please?"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/bookstore0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;shhh!! he's is reaaaaaaaaading.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/bookstore0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/bookstore0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;first aid book.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>remember she asked you...</title>
    <published>2005-07-07T16:08:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-07T16:08:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>remember to breathe - dashboard confessional</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today =&lt;br /&gt;- woke up from my stupid dad calling me to get up and study before the test.&lt;br /&gt;- failed the permit test for the third time. &lt;br /&gt;- almost cried in the place but just held it all in.&lt;br /&gt;- while in the dmv, saw a nerd trip from a guy stepping back to take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;- left then came home&lt;br /&gt;- on the computer now&lt;br /&gt;- later, hopefully hanging out with Will or someone else.&lt;br /&gt;- my sunburn hurts real bad.&lt;br /&gt;- also, in the dmv, while i was in line, i farted.. i didn't mean to. &lt;br /&gt;- saw a cute boy. i think?&lt;br /&gt;- saw a boy in the waiting place sitting in a chair that looked like Brady Corbet.&lt;br /&gt;- about to go clean my room with melissa.&lt;br /&gt;- much fun there.&lt;br /&gt;- i really wish i passed it.&lt;br /&gt;- then i could drive around.&lt;br /&gt;- so i guess i'm going to clean now.&lt;br /&gt;- toodles, poodles, noodles!&lt;br /&gt;- &amp;lt;3 Lisa Dawson Carter</content>
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    <title>QUESTION OF THE DAY</title>
    <published>2005-07-05T23:16:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-05T23:16:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>blink 182 - i'm feeling this</lj:music>
    <content type="html">is aaron really a jerk to his fans?&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking yes now..&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;but last night he didn't even care to look at me. &lt;br /&gt;maybe because i'm not pretty enough to be a fan of his.&lt;br /&gt;fuck that.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i SHOULDN'T be a fan anymore. &lt;br /&gt;i don't care what people say about him though..&lt;br /&gt;i think?&lt;br /&gt;i'm not an obsessed teeny bopper fan.&lt;br /&gt;i'm burnt though.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in pain.&lt;br /&gt;i don't have tutoring today.&lt;br /&gt;thank god.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye now.</content>
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    <title>candylandgirl34 @ 2005-07-05T13:05:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-05T17:12:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-05T17:12:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I LOVE</lj:music>
    <content type="html">last night was the best day of our lifes! me and meli went to the pier in st. pete at 7am just to see aaron do sound check BUT his plane was late and he came around 8 30 or so. so we were there for 14 hours basically. i'm sooo burnt and tired and hurt. when aaron finally got there, i was crying my eyes out and melissa grabbed his water bottle, touched his hand, pants, and shoe and all i got to touch was his shoe and drank his water and poured a little on me. i don't care though. at least i got to see aaron FRONT ROW!! omg i love him sooooooooo much and i can't stop thinking about him. that was my second concert seeing him and the first one was with 933flz too. but it wasn't much fun.    this one was the best! i'm never going to forget about it. NEVER! my back and shoulders hurt more than you will ever know. so i'm not going to write the rest of my night. just read meli's if she writes anything.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       I LOVE AARON CHARLES CARTER! &lt;br /&gt;                          FOREVER AND ALWAYS!!</content>
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    <title>i got this from Libby. hope ya don't mind.</title>
    <published>2005-07-04T10:23:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-04T10:23:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">SEVEN THINGS IN YOUR ROOM:&lt;br /&gt;1. bed.&lt;br /&gt;2. tv.&lt;br /&gt;3. lamp.&lt;br /&gt;4. snare drum.&lt;br /&gt;5. a FEW clothes lying around..&lt;br /&gt;6. some shoes.&lt;br /&gt;7. junk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU SAY MOST:&lt;br /&gt;1. fuck.&lt;br /&gt;2. i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;3. no.&lt;br /&gt;4. i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;5. i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;6. shut up. &lt;br /&gt;7. you're annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT:&lt;br /&gt;1. Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;2. Music.&lt;br /&gt;3. Talking about ACC all the time.	&lt;br /&gt;4. My cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;5. The internet&lt;br /&gt;6. Money&lt;br /&gt;7. ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Meet Aaron Carter!!! &lt;br /&gt;2. Visit England.&lt;br /&gt;3. Live somewhere else besides Bradenton&lt;br /&gt;4. Drive without being scared all the time.&lt;br /&gt;5. .....&lt;br /&gt;6. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;7. .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN OTHER THINGS:&lt;br /&gt;Do You:&lt;br /&gt;1. Smoke? No&lt;br /&gt;2. Do drugs? No&lt;br /&gt;3. Read the newspaper? Sometimes on sundays.&lt;br /&gt;4. Pray? No&lt;br /&gt;5. Have a Job? No&lt;br /&gt;6. Attend Church? No&lt;br /&gt;7. Wish on stars? Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever:&lt;br /&gt;1. Gone skinny dipping? Yes&lt;br /&gt;2. Had surgery? Yes&lt;br /&gt;3. Swam in the dark? Yes&lt;br /&gt;4. Been to a Bonfire? Yes&lt;br /&gt;5. Ran away from home? No&lt;br /&gt;6. Gotten hit with a baseball bat? No&lt;br /&gt;7. Pulled an all nighter? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS IN LAST 24 HOURS:&lt;br /&gt;Have you:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cried? No &lt;br /&gt;2. Sang? Yes&lt;br /&gt;3. Been kissed? &lt;br /&gt;4. Felt stupid? No.&lt;br /&gt;5. Talked to an ex? Yes&lt;br /&gt;6. Missed someone? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;7. Hugged someone? Yes</content>
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    <title>candylandgirl34 @ 2005-07-02T18:27:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-02T22:31:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-02T22:31:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i can't wait until monday! me, meli and ian are driving up to st. pete 7am to park close and to meet aaron and to get near the stage. it's going to be a blast!! hopefully i'll have "saturday night" memorized by monday. there's nothing to do! we got a new computer. i really like it. i don't know what else to say, i just wanted to spill the beans about aaron on monday.   gonna go now. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;                           mrs. lisa carter</content>
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    <title>candylandgirl34 @ 2005-07-02T01:02:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-02T05:30:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-02T05:30:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/turtle0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hot diggity spam!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/turtle0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;nice hat meli.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/turtle0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;vaccuming books a million.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/turtle0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;reading a REALLY great book.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/turtle0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;meli.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/turtle0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hot tubbin'.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/turtle0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;she was trying to be ariel...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/turtle0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;me...=/&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/turtle0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;jumping in the pool. kinda blury DONTCHA think?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/turtle0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ferret time!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/turtle0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;meli and a cute doggy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/turtle0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;yes..i am waking them up.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/turtle0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;................................&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/turtle0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;dancing on the DDR thing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/turtle0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;some loser that wanted to get in meli's pants after picture time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/turtle0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i couldn't fit in the school bus so i had to stand outside.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/turtle0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;bang!&amp;nbsp;bang!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/turtle0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;me and my pup.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/turtle0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;are we animal lovers or what?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/turtle0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/turtle0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;discount autos is NOT fun at all!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:candylandgirl34:34768</id>
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    <title>this song...makes me sad...</title>
    <published>2005-06-28T19:45:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-28T19:45:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>jimmy eat world - pain</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i really want to cry, but not in front of people. i really wanna get the fuck out of here!!!!!!! i'm so fucking sick of being here! i'm sick of doing the same thing over and over again. i'm sick of everything. i like this guy. but i can't like him. so it sucks. it's raining again. i want to meet new people and hang out with them. my life isn't exciting. i don't fee like talking. i don't even know why i wrote in this. goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          ¿lisa?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:candylandgirl34:34466</id>
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    <title>candylandgirl34 @ 2005-06-27T17:54:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-27T22:47:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-27T22:47:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>just melissa blow drying her hair</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/Ben0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;peek a boo..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/Ben0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;sexay&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/Ben0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;oh so innocent.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/Ben0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;loook!! i'm swinging!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/Ben0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i slid down the slide. can ya tell?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/Ben0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;one big happy family.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/Ben0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;do you believe in swinging?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/Ben0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ooooooooo la la!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/Ben0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;sweet as candy..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/Ben004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i wish i was as prettay as meli-issa.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/Ben005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;what can i say? she was thirsty.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/greenie4you/thWal-Mart0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;because i'm cool like that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>candylandgirl34 @ 2005-06-27T14:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-27T18:57:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-27T18:57:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>myles playing guitar.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">it's raining. i really want to go to target to get some more scraping things.  i lost my rubber bands for my braces and it sucks cause now i have to wait until july 6th to get more. i really, really want to get my permit before july comes. last night was fun.  i should start practicing my drumming. last time i took drum lessons, i didn't study at all. this time i'm not going to fool around.  ok well i don't know what else to say. good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 lisa</content>
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    <title>candylandgirl34 @ 2005-06-27T02:35:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-27T06:32:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-27T06:32:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>lala byes?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">tonight was fun. let's just leave it as that. i have mariah carey - we belong together, stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        .:: l i s a  c a r t e r ::.</content>
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    <title>what should i put?</title>
    <published>2005-06-26T03:46:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-26T03:46:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the farmer and the dell</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;Today me and Meli went to Michaels and Walmart. We also scraped. Fun Fun Fun. We're now waiting for Angie, Myles, Josh, and Derek to get back from the movies so we can play monopoly. There's nothing to do anymore. Meli's leaving in 2 weeks. I'm sure gonna miss her. There's not much to write about. I made me and Meli pink and green bracelets. Well that's all i have to say. GoodBye.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;                                  xoxo&lt;br /&gt;                              .:: Lisa ::.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>candylandgirl34 @ 2005-06-19T14:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-19T18:46:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-19T18:46:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">everything sucks right now. friday night sucked. i like wesley but i'm not going to get my hopes up because i know he doesn't like me. melissa hates me. i'm a loser. i'm a bad friend. i should die. nothing goes right for me. today is father's day. i hate it. i wish melissa would wake up. she's been sleeping forever. i don't want her to leave. she probably does.  i don't get mad at her. the one time that she pissed me off was last night. and i saw in her eyes that i hurt her. i'm so fucking stupid. i wish i could take everything i ever did to her back. i wish i was never born. what the fuck is wrong with me? i'm just a stupid fucked up teenager. i can't do anything right. i want to cut but then i don't want to get lechured about stupid shit like i always do. boys suck. no one is right for me. everyone hates me. there's no point in trying anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    good bye...forever?</content>
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    <title>everything i want.</title>
    <published>2005-06-18T20:05:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-18T20:05:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>noises and kisses - the used</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to stop being so depressed, to go swimming in ian's pool again, a guy to really care about me and always be there for me when i have my ups and downs, a puppy, to already be out of school and move in with melissa, to be&amp;nbsp;smart, lots of friends to hang out with instead of just one, not to be left out, my mom back, cigarettes to never be made, tobacco companies in prison or even dead, a boyfriend, wesley, to get my license, not to be scared to drive around town, idiots who drive CRAZY to get locked up, car accidents to never happen, bush to die, bill clinton to be president again, to find a soulmate, to be skinny like hilary duff or less, to be pretty, straight hair, to be popular, to be famous with melissa, to be an overvoice for disney, to cry all my fears/worries/bad memories away, people to like me, to ride the ponies at walmart, to fall in love, never to get hurt, to start trusting people again.... that's all i can think of. good bye.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ...................&lt;font size="5"&gt;&amp;lt;3 lisa&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;.......................&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>candylandgirl34 @ 2005-06-18T02:05:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-18T06:13:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-18T06:13:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">YoUr LifE___&lt;br /&gt;[x] they call me: lisa.&lt;br /&gt;[x] also: les, lele.&lt;br /&gt;[x] sex: female.&lt;br /&gt;[x] birthday: february 24th.&lt;br /&gt;[x] status: single,&lt;br /&gt;[x] occupation: student.&lt;br /&gt;[x] nationality: american.&lt;br /&gt;[x] ethnicity: irish and english.&lt;br /&gt;[x] best homie: meli pa deli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______fAst fOrward_______&lt;br /&gt;[x] college planning to go to: i'm not in that stage yet.&lt;br /&gt;[x] future resident of: not sure.&lt;br /&gt;[x] wedding: look above.&lt;br /&gt;[x] children: 1 or 2..i'm not HAVING any. i'm going to adopt.&lt;br /&gt;[x] looking forward to: something.&lt;br /&gt;[x] NOT looking forward to: getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______pLAy_______&lt;br /&gt;[x] feeling: curious.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Listening: melissa typing on the other computer.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Talking to: no one&lt;br /&gt;[x] doing: this&lt;br /&gt;[x] craving: nothing.&lt;br /&gt;[x] thinking of: wesley..&lt;br /&gt;[x] hating: a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______LOve?_______&lt;br /&gt;[x] love is: too much to handle right now.&lt;br /&gt;[x] first love: ben...&lt;br /&gt;[x] current love: no one.&lt;br /&gt;[x] love or lust?: love.&lt;br /&gt;[x] best love song: like i'm suppose to know?&lt;br /&gt;[x] is it possible to be in love w/ more than one person at the same time?: no.&lt;br /&gt;[x] when love hurts, you: cry for days then it turns into a month.&lt;br /&gt;[x] true or false: um.............ok?&lt;br /&gt;[x] is there such thing as love @ first sight?: no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______MaLE/FeMaLe SpeCieS_______&lt;br /&gt;[x] turn ons: no one.&lt;br /&gt;[x] turn offs: people.&lt;br /&gt;[x] what kinda hair style?: blonde or burnette/shaggy.&lt;br /&gt;[x] fave sex position: can't tell you.&lt;br /&gt;[x] where do you go to meet new people?: wherever i go.&lt;br /&gt;[x] are you the type of person to holla and ask for numbers?: no thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________pIcky pIcky_______&lt;br /&gt;[x] dog or cat: dog.&lt;br /&gt;[x] short or long hair: medium.&lt;br /&gt;[x] innie or outtie: outtie.&lt;br /&gt;[x] sunshine or rain: rain.&lt;br /&gt;[x] moon or sun: moon.&lt;br /&gt;[x] diet or "regular" soft drink?: i don't really like soda..but regular i guess.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ginger or MaryAnn: ginger&lt;br /&gt;[x] Halle Berry or Pamela Anderson: halle berry.&lt;br /&gt;[x] basketball or football: i DISLIKE sports.&lt;br /&gt;[x] righty or lefty: righty.&lt;br /&gt;[x] 1 best friend or 10 acquaintances: 1 best friend.&lt;br /&gt;[x] bf/gf or best friend: best friend.&lt;br /&gt;[x] tv or radio: radio.&lt;br /&gt;[x] tv or computer?: computer&lt;br /&gt;[x] starbucks or jamba juice: starbucks&lt;br /&gt;[x] mcdonalds or burger king: mcdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;[x] spring or autumn: autumn.&lt;br /&gt;[x] written letters or e-mails: written letters.&lt;br /&gt;[x] car or motorcycle: car.&lt;br /&gt;[x] R&amp;B or Rock?: rock.&lt;br /&gt;[x] house party or club: party.&lt;br /&gt;[x] sing or dance: sing.&lt;br /&gt;[x] SUV or Sports Car: um..that's hard.&lt;br /&gt;[x] freak or slow dance: slow.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Playboy or Penthouse: neither.&lt;br /&gt;[x] yahoo messenger or aim: aim.&lt;br /&gt;[x] google or ask jeeves?: google.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Internet Explorer or Firefox?: internet explorer.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Blogger, Blogspot, Xanga, GreatestJournal or LiveJournal ?: livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;[x] liberal, conservative or moderate: moderate.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Beach/Island, Mountain or City Vacation: beach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______MiSceLLaneOus_______&lt;br /&gt;[x] can you swim?: yesssssssssssssah. can you?&lt;br /&gt;[x] whats your most embarrassing moment?: too many.&lt;br /&gt;[x] whats under your bed?: i don't know. go look.&lt;br /&gt;[x] what are you scared of?: lots and lots of things.&lt;br /&gt;[x] what is your greatest accomplishment?: meeting melissa.&lt;br /&gt;[x] do you like tomatoes?: sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] do you like broccoli? : yes. with cheese too.&lt;br /&gt;[x] hugs or kisses: both.&lt;br /&gt;[x] ever water skied?: no.&lt;br /&gt;[x] ever snow skied?: no.&lt;br /&gt;[x] ever scuba dived?: no.&lt;br /&gt;[x] ever snorkled?: tried...but i have no skills.&lt;br /&gt;[x] ever ridden a motorcycle?: no and i NEVER will.&lt;br /&gt;[x] ever owned a motorcycle?: no.&lt;br /&gt;[x] ever owned a car?: no.&lt;br /&gt;[x] ever driven a car?: yes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] ever parachuted?:  no. &lt;br /&gt;[x] ever piloted an airplane?: yeah, i do it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;[x] fave sport?: sports SUCK!&lt;br /&gt;[x] age at time of your first airplane flight?: i don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;[x] most recent airplane flight?: look up.&lt;br /&gt;[x] ever traveled on a Greyhound bus?: no.&lt;br /&gt;[x] what kinda roof is over your head?: a tent. duhh!&lt;br /&gt;[x] how many TVs in the house?: 4.&lt;br /&gt;[x] how many phones?: 2.&lt;br /&gt;[x] how many residents?: 4.&lt;br /&gt;[x] how many computers in your house?: 2.&lt;br /&gt;[x] how many DVDs do you have?: a lot.&lt;br /&gt;[x] last dentist visit: last month.&lt;br /&gt;[x] last doctor visit: i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;[x] last phone call: jessica.&lt;br /&gt;[x] where do you hear music the most : cd's.&lt;br /&gt;[x] last drink: water.&lt;br /&gt;[x] last food you ate: chips.&lt;br /&gt;[x] religious/spiritual: not for me.&lt;br /&gt;[x] ever broken a bone?: no.&lt;br /&gt;[x] ever had a sprain/strain?: yes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] worst physical pain you've ever had?: um...i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;[x] fave fast food joint?: taco bell.&lt;br /&gt;[x] fave color(s)?: green and pink.</content>
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    <title>howdy ya'll!</title>
    <published>2005-06-16T01:10:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-16T01:10:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i really want to go to the BSB concert!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;my friend brianna already has tickets and she's going to get pulled on stage! i wish i had connections like she does. if i only i was really good friends with her.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; today after counseling, i started drum lessons again. i have a new teacher obviously and i really like him. it's better than having a lady teach me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; FRIDAY me, melissa, wesley and travis are going to see star wars. i really don't want to but..i don't know. hopefully i'll like it though. by the way, wesley and travis are best friends and they both have myspaces and that's how i met wesley cause he plays the drums and that's how i met him.. and i asked if he had a friend that melissa would like and he does. (travis). i guess travis and melissa CLICKED so that's good.&amp;nbsp; tomorrow is THURSDAY..duh. ian said he'd call us so we could all hang out but me and meli have a feeling he won't call cause he NEVER does. that's ian for ya.&amp;nbsp; i don't understand why he hangs out with danielle (a different one) when she doesn't like going places and likes to meet new people. ian told us that whenever they go places and danielle sees girls prettyer than her, she starts to cry. that's so stupid. she doesn't have ANY friends except for ian and danielle's boyfriend. man.. and i thought i was a loser.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; well i'm gonna go cause i don't know what else to say except i hope friday night goes well.&amp;nbsp; see ya.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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