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  <title>+| little apple blossom |+</title>
  <subtitle>+| little apple blossom |+</subtitle>
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    <name>+| little apple blossom |+</name>
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  <updated>2004-12-13T22:06:28Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drowning_dolli:59850</id>
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    <title>She's a fat little insect, dancing on all fours....</title>
    <published>2004-12-13T22:06:28Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-13T22:06:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>She's Hit- The Birthday Party</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;The wind out my window, and the frost covering my eyes has lead me far astray.&amp;nbsp; Far from the realm of apple blossoms.&amp;nbsp; I've planted my seeds under the cages and new tree grew.&amp;nbsp; During these cold seasons, it's given birth to a &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name___zoomusicgirl' lj:user='__zoomusicgirl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://users.livejournal.com/__zoomusicgirl/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://users.livejournal.com/__zoomusicgirl/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;__zoomusicgirl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;No yellow brick road, no maps, and no street signs.&amp;nbsp; Just follow the staff and the minion notes....&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;.Elizabeth.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drowning_dolli:59545</id>
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    <title>The Road Less Traveled....</title>
    <published>2004-04-17T17:58:49Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-17T17:58:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Love Song- The Cure</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;....Sorry, for the trouble, but drowning_dolli is gone. And out of the ashes bloomed a &lt;a href="http://livejournal.com/~redappleblossom"&gt;&lt;font color="#339999"&gt;red apple blossom&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Elizabeth&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drowning_dolli:59084</id>
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    <title>...and as sure as god made little green apples...</title>
    <published>2004-01-20T19:06:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-20T19:06:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the flower of carnege- meiko kaji</lj:music>
    <content type="html">....Mid-terms started today.  Lame lame crap, I know.  I got Algebra II and American History out of the way.  Algebra wasn't as bad as I thought, and History was a whole other subject.  Not fun.  It was so hard, but at least it's over with now.  I have French III and Physics tomorrow.  I just need to review some french grammer and some physics terms, cus the rest of both subjects are completely nonsense and a hopeless cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last mid-terms is one Thursday, and it's just Religion/Morality.  I get to skip my English III midterm, because I did the summer reading (thank God).  So the rest of the week won't be that bad, plus I get a three day week-end since there's no school on Friday.  So life's not so bad, and like usual, it never is as bad as people think.  I kinda like it that way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drowning_dolli:58670</id>
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    <title>...i wouldn't understand?  you're right, but if i did then i probably wouldn't care...</title>
    <published>2004-01-19T04:11:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-19T04:11:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hot hot hot- the cure</lj:music>
    <content type="html">....Revenge is never a straight line, but is a dish best served cold....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drowning_dolli:58416</id>
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    <title>...when i grew up, i called him mine...</title>
    <published>2004-01-18T21:01:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-18T21:01:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>green hornet - al hirt</lj:music>
    <content type="html">....Last night I went over Katie's for the night.  We got Chinese take-out and rented some movies.  Her friends Kevin, Tim, and Jamie went with us to the mall.  Eh, nothing really that great.  I did buy the Kill Bill soundtrack and some chap stick, so it wasn't a total not-great-thing.  And I did bump into Andrea and Gerard, so I got to see some people I knew.  Around ten we left and were dropped off back at Katie's.  We watched Chasing Amy, and then went up to sleep around two in the morning.  I woke up around twelve thirty, and had some Captain Crunch while Katie made herself some french toast.  Then we watched Full House and Mallrats.  Then I went home around three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister went food shopping with my mom, which means our house will be filled with food replacements consisting of soy and vegetables.  I tried this veggie-chicken tender-type thing.  It wasn't that bad.  It was spicy, so I liked it, plus I could put ketchup on it, so it made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to go start to study for midterms.  I have Algebra II, and American History on Tuesday.  Not fun.  But at least I get my least favourite/hardest subjects out of the way first, and May-May's gonna help me with history tomorrow, so it could be worse.  That's about it for now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drowning_dolli:58185</id>
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    <title>...our house, in the middle of our street...</title>
    <published>2004-01-17T16:21:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-17T19:47:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>centerfold- j geils band</lj:music>
    <content type="html">....The start of my long weekend has been awesome. After I went to the doctors the other night, I headed right over to play pool. I went to Vinny's with a whole slew of people. There was Savoy, Gerald, Sean, Neil, Jessie, Jeff, and Matt, plus plenty more. After pool, we drove over to the cinema to see "Lost In Translation". We usually would walk, but this whole cold thing in New England isn't really fun, so we drove. I wasn't a big fan of the movie, but the company was quite enjoyable. After the movie ended, we all went our own ways, I went home and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, yesterday, I went to go see "Big Fish" with Matt. The movie was still great after my third time seeing it. After the flick was over, we ran to Border's and hung out. We both found a cd we wanted and got iced tea. We hung around till 10:30, and then Matt head home. My mom and sister picked me up, but explored Border's when they showed up, so I stayed till about 11. I was busy listening to the "Kill Bill" soundtrack while the went shopping. We headed home when the store was closing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sums up the past few days. I have a feeling a Scrabble ar is about to break out between my mom and my sister, so I have to go and declare my neutrality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all she wrote....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drowning_dolli:57862</id>
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    <title>...1,2,3,4 take the elevator...</title>
    <published>2004-01-15T02:39:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-15T02:39:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>little room- the white stripes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">.... Today went really well.  I hpe tomorrow has a chance of beating it.  It's gonna be a hard one to top....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drowning_dolli:57666</id>
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    <title>...in the eyes of your former lovers...</title>
    <published>2004-01-14T01:56:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-14T01:58:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the calender hung itself...- bright eyes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">....I felt so out of it this morning, not fun.  My head was pounding and my throat was so sore it hurt to swallow/yawn/just about everything else.  I felt sick after I put anything in my stomach too.  My parents let me stay home from school today.  I ended up going back to bed, feeling quite lousy, and fell asleep.  I woke up around five in the after noon, with only a slight headache, and my throat hurt only when I yawned a really large yawn.  I was able to eat and not feel really sick after too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my personal dictionary for English II today when I woke up.  I'm two days a head of my little schedule, which gives me more time to do my journal for that class too.  I studied for French, which wasn't as rewarding as the English work was, mainly because I still feel like I don't know any of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm gonna wrap this entry up.  I'm probably gonna head to bed in about fifteen minutes, so I'll be okay to go to school.  With finals coming up, I'm going to need al the extra study time, tutoring, and any words of wisdom I can get.  Not to mention sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all she wrote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth</content>
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    <title>...something more, like a feeling...</title>
    <published>2004-01-12T21:50:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-12T21:51:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sweet marie- the anniversary</lj:music>
    <content type="html">...Here is a scale.  Weigh it out and you will find, easily, more than sufficient doubt that these colors you see were picked in advance by some careful hand with an absolute concept of beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are smeared and these blurs come in random order to color the eyes of your former lovers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know a disease that these doctors can’t treat.  You contract it the day you accept all you see is a mirror and a mirror is all it can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reflection of something we’re missing.  And language just happened, it was never planned, and it’s inadequate to describe where I am&lt;br /&gt;in the room of my house where the light has never been waiting for this day to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these clocks keep unwinding and completely ignore everything that we hate or adore.  Once the page of a calendar is turned it’s no more.  So tell me then, what was it for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Oh tell me, what was it for?&lt;br /&gt;~Bright Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drowning_dolli:57327</id>
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    <title>...sunrise to a sunset...</title>
    <published>2004-01-10T23:49:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-10T23:49:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>lucy at the gym- jill sobule</lj:music>
    <content type="html">...You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.  You make me gray when skies are happy.  You'll never know dear how much I love, so please don't take my sunshine away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drowning_dolli:57041</id>
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    <title>...show me how you do that trick...</title>
    <published>2004-01-10T04:36:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-11T00:23:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>cross out the eyes- thursday</lj:music>
    <content type="html">....After school today, I headed over to the movies to see "Big Fish" with Pat, Sean, Hoodie, ect.  It was a really great movie, but I looked like a hopeless romantic when I cried a little at the scene with sorta grown up Jenny.  No one noticed my wee little weep anyway.  After the movie, we all walked over to Wendy's and I got those ever great chicken strips.  They tasted so good and were nice and warm after being out in the cold.  A-freaking-mazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed over to Vinny's when we finished eating to play a few rounds of pool.  It was so cold, Hoodie sent us over in small trips because we all couldn't fit at the same time in his car.  Once we got there, we had to wait because there were no tables open.  Once there was one open and we snagged it, some people from school came in, and cut into our game.  I didn't feel comfortable around them, and they made me kinda feel small/invisible.  So I found a chair and hung around with the cat that looks like Milo for "Milo and Otis".  I dont think he minded that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I‘m going to go see “Big Fish“ again with Cassie and Sullavava tomorrow.  I can‘t wait because a.] the movie was so good, I want to see it again and b.] I haven‘t seen Sullavava in about 1093474467 years.  It’s gonna rock.  And that‘s all she wrote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth</content>
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    <title>...i almost believe that they're real...</title>
    <published>2004-01-09T03:14:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-10T23:52:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>these pictures of you- the cure</lj:music>
    <content type="html">....As an old shell crumbles off and newborn tears fall on my cheek.  With your embrace, I open my ethereal wings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elzabeth</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drowning_dolli:56373</id>
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    <title>...im still yawning...</title>
    <published>2004-01-02T04:18:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-10T23:53:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>let it be- the beatles</lj:music>
    <content type="html">....nuh-uh, not cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drowning_dolli:56184</id>
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    <title>...drop a quarter in a beat old pay phone...</title>
    <published>2004-01-01T22:22:58Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-10T23:53:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sleater kinney- more then a feeling</lj:music>
    <content type="html">...Well, it's 2004, and all I feel is a little tired.  Hmmmm, anyway.  Last night, I went to the Sad and saw Matt's' band, and then I saw both of Gerald's bands.  It went well.  Paul did a really great job with getting everything set up and planning.  I hung around with Matt, I haven't seen him since the White Stripes concert.  It was a different, but nice way to spend New Years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people were saying that the party was bigger last year, I saw some pictures of the party last year that Paul showed me and it looked bigger.  But I liked it just the way it was.  Who cares if it was a little smaller?  I like things better small and personal, rather than large and filled with turmoil.  And I'd go again if I had the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the party, we drove Pat home.  When I got home, I went straight to bed.  I woke up around twelve.  I slept a lot later than usual, and I still was tired.  I've just been hanging around my house in my pajama's ^_^.  I watched "A Fist Full Of Dollars" and the awesome car chase in "The French Connection" with my dad too.  My first two movies of 2004...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth</content>
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    <title>...i'll dance that little monkey around...</title>
    <published>2003-12-31T22:49:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-10T23:54:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>anything's better than feeling the blues- martina mcbride</lj:music>
    <content type="html">....I send myself a dozen roses, right before the office closes. Just to make my girlfriends green with envy. Ever since I lost you, all the crazy little things I do, that I didn't even know I had it in me...oh but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, it's alright, It's just another saturday night. Got nobody...got no nothing to lose. I'm gonna get dressed up go downtown. I'll spread a little misery around, anything's better than feeling the blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a restaurant on my way. I told 'em it was my birthday, just to hear the waiter sing off-key. Sprung a loose wire...that's a fact, I got a strange little monkey on my back. But I kinda like the company...and I guess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright, It's just another saturday night. Got nobody...got no nothing to lose. I'm gonna get dressed up go downtown. Live it up and never live it down.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....anything's better than feeling the blues....&lt;br /&gt;~Martina McBride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth</content>
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    <title>...don't feed the plants...</title>
    <published>2003-12-31T18:16:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-10T23:56:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the meek shall inherit- little shop of horrors</lj:music>
    <content type="html">...Yesterday went pretty well.  I went down to Boston with Pat, Mike, and Dan [Pat's friend from the boat house].  We hopped on the train in Lawrence and took it down to North Station.  When we got there we took the green line, and went to the Army Navy store to pick up Pat's boots.  They were a really great pair too, except he couldn't buy them.  The weren't in his size &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that we jumped on the red line, and went to Harvard Square.  We stopped in the Garage to check out Tokyo Kid, where Pat bought the third FLCL.  After that we all went to Pinocchio's, and had some pizza.  Then we walked around, "the windy city" &lt;div class='ljparseerror'&gt;[&lt;b&gt;Error:&lt;/b&gt; Irreparable invalid markup ('&amp;lt;in [...] mike&amp;#39;s&amp;gt;') in entry.  Owner must fix manually.  Raw contents below.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 95%; overflow: auto"&gt;...Yesterday went pretty well.  I went down to Boston with Pat, Mike, and Dan [Pat&amp;#39;s friend from the boat house].  We hopped on the train in Lawrence and took it down to North Station.  When we got there we took the green line, and went to the Army Navy store to pick up Pat&amp;#39;s boots.  They were a really great pair too, except he couldn&amp;#39;t buy them.  The weren&amp;#39;t in his size &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that we jumped on the red line, and went to Harvard Square.  We stopped in the Garage to check out Tokyo Kid, where Pat bought the third FLCL.  After that we all went to Pinocchio&amp;#39;s, and had some pizza.  Then we walked around, &amp;quot;the windy city&amp;quot; &amp;lt;in Mike&amp;#39;s terms&amp;gt;.  Then around five we went back to the North Station, grabbed a chocolate shake, and hopped on the five fifteen train back to Lawrence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back, Dan went home, and Mike, Pat, and I went back to Pat&amp;#39;s house.  Mike fell asleep on the couch.  So we put in FLCL and watched the rest of the series.  After that, we just hung around till ten watching The Family Guy.  Good times, good times.  And that&amp;#39;s all she wrote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>...you sunk my battleship...</title>
    <published>2003-12-29T03:37:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-10T23:56:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>something vague- bright eyes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">...you can fool some of the people all the time, and all of the people some of the time.  but you can't fool all of the people all of the time.  you can keep your superficial love.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i won't be lied to anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth</content>
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    <title>...i did my best...</title>
    <published>2003-12-24T16:25:49Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-10T23:57:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>misery- soul asylum</lj:music>
    <content type="html">...They say misery loves company.  We could start a company and make misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put me out of my misery.  I'd do it for you, would you do it for me?  We will always be busy making misery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could build a factory and make misery.  We'll create the cure; we made the disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put me out of my misery all you suicide kings and you drama queens.  Forever after happily, making misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated, Incorporated.  Well I know just what you need.  I might just have the thing, I know what you'd pay to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated, Incorporated...&lt;br /&gt;~Soul Asylum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drowning_dolli:54962</id>
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    <title>...these are the few things, i think that you should know...</title>
    <published>2003-12-24T04:13:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-10T23:58:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my sweet prince- placebo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">...sorry, i just hate these awkward silences.  the silence is so thick, you can cut it with a knife.  here, use the one you stabbed me in the back with.  i don't mind, after all my wounds do need this break to heal.  gee, you're such a pal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drowning_dolli:54568</id>
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    <title>...kiss me shining...</title>
    <published>2003-12-19T03:18:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-10T23:59:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>love song- the cure</lj:music>
    <content type="html">... a stroke of luck? ...&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;...or a gift from god?...&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drowning_dolli:54400</id>
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    <title>...im too sexy for my hair...</title>
    <published>2003-12-14T17:16:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-10T23:59:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sleepless beauty- k.ito and d.k.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">...hehe, cassie's thought on my nasty morning hair:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanashi47: heeh, my hair's in a ponytail and i look like an ugly boy&lt;br /&gt;CaTaStRoPhE517: don't be silly! i'm sure you look like a very cute boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...she's such a smooth talker, hehe i love my cassie-bear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drowning_dolli:54042</id>
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    <title>...with a size eigth treded soul...</title>
    <published>2003-12-09T22:43:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-11T00:01:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>these boots are made for walking- nancy sinatra</lj:music>
    <content type="html">You keep saying you got something for me, something you call love, but confess.  You've been messing where you shouldn't have been messing and now someone else is getting all your best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You keep lying when you oughta be truthing.  You keep losing when you oughta not bet.  You keep saying when you oughta be changing.  What's right is right but you haven't been right yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You keep playing where you shouldn't be playing, and you keep thinking that you'll never get burnt.  Well, I've just found a brand new box of matches, and what he knows you haven't had time to learn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do.  One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.&lt;br /&gt;~Nancy Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drowning_dolli:53770</id>
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    <title>...even the deaf can here hate...</title>
    <published>2003-12-09T00:45:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-11T00:09:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hey jealousy- gin blossoms</lj:music>
    <content type="html">....On Monday, October 12,1998, an angel on earth was given his wings.  Matthew Shepard was tied to a fence post, and beaten to death by two people, two people who I don't feel have the right to be called humans.  Matthew was murdered because he was homosexual.  He was martyred because of what he was.  I'm sure you've all heard the story....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My morality teacher, Mr. Lynch, had my class watch a movie about Matt's murder, it was called "The Laramie Project."  I never was so sad, and so mad at people.  After I watched the movie, I was angry with anyone who would think of hurting, let alone killing, someone because of who they are.  It made me mad that people would judge anyone for who they were, and then pursue in their torture, not just by judging them, but by showing it emotionally and physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my teacher told the class about this guy names Fred Phelps.  He was a priest or a minister, and he went around protesting homosexuality.  He went to Matthew’s funeral, and had his followers [more like a neanderthalic cult] protest Matt for being gay.  Signs were held saying such things as “Matthew Shepard’s burning in Hell”.  I didn’t think it was possible, but after hearing about this crumby bastards, I was more angered with people who can hurt people with their no-minded, pathetic, and untruthful words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lynch  told me Phelps probably will be in Boston soon, because Massachusetts passed the gay marriage laws.  When he comes, I want to go protest Phelps.  I want to show him how wrong he is, and make him eat his words.  Everyone I’ve talked to wants to go with me, I think it’d be more affective with a larger crowd.  Any one else up for teaching this guy some manners?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew Shepard’s been in Heaven for 1884 days, eat that Phelps....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drowning_dolli:53744</id>
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    <title>...i was 5, you were 6...</title>
    <published>2003-12-07T23:52:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-11T00:18:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>bang bang [my baby shot me down]- nancy sinatra</lj:music>
    <content type="html">.... get busy living ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... or get busy dying ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drowning_dolli:53462</id>
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    <title>...to not understand hate...</title>
    <published>2003-12-06T22:55:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-11T00:20:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>allison road- gin blossoms</lj:music>
    <content type="html">....I know the snow can ruin some people's plans. Hell, it ruined mine today with Katie.  But I don't know why people say they hate it.  I think that snow is the prettiest weather besides rain.  Just because people can't leave their house, they hate the snow?  Maybe a simple day at home due to the weather is something everyone needs once in a while.  A timeout from all their busy life, and time just to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People also say they hate it because of the cold aspect.  I like it when it's cold.  I like wearing layers, and warm sweaters, and mittens. I like scarves and hot chocolate.  Maybe because I like winter so much, I guess I just don't understand.  I don't understand people's hate for snow.  But I'd rather it that way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth</content>
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