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  <title>Half of what i say is meaningless..</title>
  <subtitle>I'm a Loser, and i'm not what i appear to be</subtitle>
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    <name>DONT CRITIZE WHAT YOU CANT UNDERSTAND</name>
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    <title>pineapple223 @ 2006-01-15T11:47:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-15T16:36:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-15T16:40:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">life is well, for the most part.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Rachel and i had dad watch Wonder Showzen, and he liked it. Which is ace.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I've gotten a new LJ account, because this account has been with me for awhile; it needs a rest. I'm not abandoning this one what-so-ever, but pineapple223 needs a break.&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='fevrierfever' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://fevrierfever.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://fevrierfever.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;fevrierfever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the new one, so if you'd like to keep up, add that suckazzz.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Its sort of like an art project that i'm doing, with older photographs. It will be fun for me, so if you have any sharp objects, keep them away from my bubble. they make me happy. And i think they're neat.
&lt;br&gt;and i don't really care what you think.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just a heads up.</content>
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    <title>"I had no idea I dressed so good!"</title>
    <published>2006-01-10T00:59:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-10T01:17:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's somewhat nice to be alive at this point of the week. Though its only monday, i hope something happens that will bring up my mood, because it's already alittle shaky. But it's expected.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I feel i haven't been as honest with you as i should. So i'm going to semi-clean my slate while my concience will still let me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Put some pants on livejournal, &lt;br&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;1. I like caranations, and pink roses. Red ones are useless to me.&lt;br&gt;2. I feel guilty teaching children at CCD things i hardly believe.&lt;br&gt;3. I only like pre-army Elvis.&lt;br&gt;4. I'd like to move to Salem&lt;br&gt;5. J'aime parler francais, the r's are fun to pronounce.&lt;br&gt;6. English accents excite me.&lt;br&gt;7. I wish you would pay more attention.&lt;br&gt;8. I like little fonts. if you couldn't already tell.&lt;br&gt;9. Probably because you have trouble reading it.&lt;br&gt;10. I am considering the career of becoming a teacher.&lt;br&gt;11. I am particuarlly fond of the name Liam. I have been ever since i was 12, my dad brought my sister and i to McDonalds. While we were inside ordering a family of a mother + father and&amp;nbsp; three little kids walked in. one of the little boys kept squirming in his chair while his mother tried to get him to sit down. She kept saying "Liam, stand still. Liam, stop it." I said outloud to myself "Liam?" to which my dad replied with a whisper "That's a very Irish name."&lt;br&gt;12. Since then, when i hear that name, i think of a little boy with red hair and bright blue eyes.&lt;br&gt;13. Commitment scares me.&lt;br&gt;14. I love the song "Landslide" by Fleetwood Mac.&lt;br&gt;15. Sometimes i want more.&lt;br&gt;16. I like the Blue Collar Comics.&lt;br&gt;17. I love wearing sweaters.&lt;br&gt;18. Argyle is a pattern that i fall in love with whenever i see it.&lt;br&gt;19. I like like like motown.&lt;br&gt;20. I love love love jazz.&lt;br&gt;21. I wait for the sun to go down, so i can look out my window and look at it while listening to "Wild Horses" by the Rolling Stones.&lt;br&gt;22. I wish that you felt like this too.&lt;br&gt;23. I am scared to death of growing up.&lt;br&gt;24. Lilac is a color that is very relaxing.&lt;br&gt;25. But my favorite color is Magical Mint Green. Yellow is a close second.&lt;br&gt;26. I admire Bob Dylan, almost everything about him.&lt;br&gt;27. I wish i'd have stuck with basketball when i had the ambitions.&lt;br&gt;28. I truly enjoy reading older novels.&lt;br&gt;29. But teen novels excite me just the same.&lt;br&gt;30. I like dressing up.&lt;br&gt;31. I think the greek/romans are the most interesting time period. I'd be lying if i said it wasn't because of their hair.&lt;br&gt;32. I wish men still dressed like they did in the 1920's-40's.&lt;br&gt;33. Muscles are kind of gross. I don't like them very much.&lt;br&gt;34. I judge people on their music taste/reading skills/sense of humor.&lt;br&gt;35. Mrs. Slater has literally changed my life. Unintentionally.&lt;br&gt;36. I ususally keep calendars from years of my life that i felt were desperatley good to me, which is why 2002 + half of 2005 is missing.&lt;br&gt;37. I still find myself wishing that i could go back to camp bourndale, if not just for one hour. I don't believe i'll ever be as genuinley happy as i was there. And i still think of Dr. Blake whenever the mention of seasons comes up. &amp; no, i don't regret not climbing the wall.&lt;br&gt;38. The smallest moments/simplest gestures mean the most to me. &lt;br&gt;39. I like to take pictures. I just don't show them to you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;that was nice. maybe i'll get it all out someday. P.S. if you think its about you, it probably isn't.&lt;br&gt;i've gotta go; i've got a date with your mother.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pineapple223:84801</id>
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    <title>"Phantom Pains; its when  ghosts beat you in your sleep."</title>
    <published>2006-01-07T00:31:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-07T00:47:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was a friday, so a content Danielle is what you'd be most likely to see. Despite the many tests (that i didn't study for) were scheduled to air today, i think i did alright. And we got to watch "March of the Penguins" in french, and thats a good way to end the first half of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like sunshine. &lt;br /&gt;But i also love the look of the snow covered lawns and gray skies that lie outside of the catwalk during the day, when i manage the opportunity to be alone. Sometimes it starts to flurrie, making it loyally look like a snow globe. Its genuinley captivating. &amp; though i can't help the feeling that the snow is teasing me while it does this, it sometimes makes me question &lt;u&gt;what I am doing wasting away in school while there is so much more i could be undertaking.&lt;/u&gt; But i'd fancy there is a true reason behind where i am at certain points in my life, &amp; that i am where i'm supposed to be for that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like being in school during those moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, &lt;br /&gt;while taking my daily does of &lt;b&gt;A Farewell to Arms&lt;/b&gt; by Ernest Hemingway, I came across this quote that i liked enough to copy into my agenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He looked at me and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"You do not love him at all?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;"I am afraid of him in the night sometimes."&lt;br /&gt;"You should love him."&lt;br /&gt;"I don't love much."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," he said, "You do. What you tell me about in the nights. That is not love. That is only passion and lust. When you love, you wish to do things for. &lt;b&gt;You wish to sacrifice for.&lt;/b&gt; You wish to serve."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes perfect sense to me. Think of someone that you think you 'love'. Now picture that person has just gone through a complete body change, for the worst. They look completley different, and not in a good way. Its the same personality, but a completley different figure/body/face. Would you still love them? Do you even &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; love them in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;and let's be completley honest with ourselves when we answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, i'm still having trouble figuring the difference between love and lust. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Tell me:what is love to you?&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pineapple223:84664</id>
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    <title>"It's not stinky...it's FOUL."</title>
    <published>2006-01-05T01:49:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-05T01:51:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">HEY Mr. McQuade has a face? its good know, now that i can actually see it; because he has thankfully shaved the ridiculous beard off. Hate me for saying it, &lt;i&gt;but i kind of miss it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that the english department is back to 'normal', its comforting to know that the world is also. I sure love vacation, but i guess its just kind of refreshing to see everyones face; to know that they're alive. Even if i wish they weren't.&lt;br /&gt;I like christmas just as much as anyone, but for a reason i can't possibly fathom, i was just sick of it this year. I like the occasional festivities, but it took alot out of me this year. I think i'm more or less into the idea of &lt;u&gt;winter&lt;/u&gt;, not &lt;u&gt;christmas&lt;/u&gt;. i might be coing crazy, or maybe its a sign of me getting older; growing up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my amazement, i think i'm okay with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from this, my first day back wasn't anything to complain about. I saw Mr. Nagy jump on kids in a fight today in the hallway. Thats exciting? ALSO; Mrs. McGowan has a cold. I'm not saying she deserved it, she just earned it. So maybe i am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the library today. Its great having a study last period, being there when its atcually &lt;i&gt;quiet&lt;/i&gt; is sort of what it's all about. I wanted The Great Gatsby, but they didn't have it? WTF what kind of library is this? But i did get E. Hemmingway's "Farwell to Arms". Call me crazy, but there's something empowering about holding a book that was published in 1967; and the check out card has dates and signatures that are 15+ years older that you are. What's your favorite book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Music Theory is something i really look forward to on Wednesdays. it makes the week go by easier, and it gives comfort to know that there is more to life than worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, i could slap you silly with this frozen chicken; right now.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pineapple223:84294</id>
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    <title>you have terrible aim.</title>
    <published>2005-12-31T21:21:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-31T21:21:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well well well, another year gone. where do they all go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to make a huge post about how lucky i was this year. But i will say that i am totally ready for a new start. i usually keep my calendars, but today i took them down and threw all three of them out. 2005 was a great year, but really too much worrying than its worth to hold on to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i could give this year a name, i'd call it &lt;u&gt;necessary&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;nec·es·sar·y - (adj) absolutley essential.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what this year was to me. i needed it to happen. it certainly was rough at times, what with my parents, my friends, my life was so confusing! It seemed that everywhere i went, i got lost. But it was also a magnificent era in my life, and i couldn't have done it without my loving friends + sister. I've made peace with myself, and have broken down a lot of barriers. to all of you, &lt;i&gt;there aren't enough ways to say thank you; i love you all with my entire heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i even made it to Liverpool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for my hopes for the up-comming year, i really don't have any. I just hope that happiness follows me, where ever i may go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resolution for 2006: to live.</content>
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    <title>"THAT LLAMA'S GOT MY NAME ON IT!"</title>
    <published>2005-12-29T02:32:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-29T02:51:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today i finally had some fun over the vacation, and yes, it included mermaids, vacations, and bathrooms. Aren't I lucky?&lt;br&gt;
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Later in the day i had 'music theory' lessons. Though the time + day
can be cumbersome, i really enjoy going. Today my teacher, John, and I
listened to James Taylor the whole time! It was really neat, there are
alot of things i've missed that he's shown me. The thing i like most
about John is that he atcually cares what i think, and what i like. Its
almost as though he's treating me like a human being. What a crazy
idea. And only half of his face works! It sounds creepy...because it is.&lt;br&gt;
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Honestly, he is probably one of the only teachers i've had, or will ever have, that is atcually inspiring to me. &lt;br&gt;
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Moving on, i've got pictures. and they're chock full of holiday spirit and sutton goodness. &lt;br&gt;
so click if you still believe in film cameras. &lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 549px; height: 356px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/FILM%20PICTURES/dec19.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;nikki's a mega babe!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style="width: 548px; height: 354px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/FILM%20PICTURES/dec18.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font size="1"&gt;menorah's that look like the Titanic always ring in the season.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style="width: 548px; height: 354px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/FILM%20PICTURES/dec17.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font size="1"&gt;i can be kind of goofy in freezing tempretures.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style="width: 548px; height: 349px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/FILM%20PICTURES/dec16.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font size="1"&gt;Then we went to a church fair, which was captivating.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style="width: 547px; height: 353px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/FILM%20PICTURES/dec15.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font size="1"&gt;it was bursting with holiday spirit, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style="width: 546px; height: 348px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/FILM%20PICTURES/dec14.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font size="1"&gt;and so were our gingerbread men. in case you were wondering, mine is the one in the spangly pants + moustache.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;font size="1"&gt;grr you crazy bitch.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;img style="width: 543px; height: 346px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/FILM%20PICTURES/dec11.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
During the christmas season, rachel turns into a redneck. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style="width: 548px; height: 349px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/FILM%20PICTURES/dec12.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
you're only a good dad unless you beat your off-spring (even if they aren't yours.) and i am.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style="width: 548px; height: 348px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/FILM%20PICTURES/dec10.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
ah, glorious Jenga. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style="width: 548px; height: 356px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/FILM%20PICTURES/dec9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
we don't photograph too well.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style="width: 548px; height: 362px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/FILM%20PICTURES/dec7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
we built this city on rock and roll!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style="width: 390px; height: 597px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/FILM%20PICTURES/dec8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i told you that sunset was beautiful. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style="width: 549px; height: 362px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/FILM%20PICTURES/dec6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
we're very scary!!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style="width: 551px; height: 363px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/FILM%20PICTURES/dec5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
'the penguin incident.'&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style="width: 550px; height: 368px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/FILM%20PICTURES/dec2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
The grinch is much sexier is real life.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style="width: 550px; height: 368px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/FILM%20PICTURES/dec3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
the area is restricted for apple-bottoms only.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style="width: 550px; height: 365px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/FILM%20PICTURES/dec4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
you simply cannot beat a massachusetts small town christmas.&lt;br&gt;
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all and all, i'd give christmas 2005 a big&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style="width: 551px; height: 356px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/FILM%20PICTURES/dec20.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
THUMBS UP, NEGRO!&lt;br&gt;
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Okay, i'm done!&lt;br&gt;
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    <title>"Toilet paper and cat food?"</title>
    <published>2005-12-27T21:42:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-27T21:45:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm not really into the warmer weather right about now. I'd like to enjoy December while it's here, if it isn't too much of a bother. But it's nice to walk around in my favorite jacket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS WAS CHRIZ-TASTIC. I got an iPod, it's black, and i've named it blackie. I tried to find a case today for it, but it's alot harder to find one for the newer ones. I think it's because mine is black. who is circut city to racially profile electronics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A NEW KIDS JOEY McINTYRE DOLL. that will be a nice edition to my room. Cause i've got 'the right stuff.' i got alot of Lennon + beatle books; and a Bob Dylan DVD! and more candy than anyone should have, but thats assumed isn't it. i've also got the Elvis connection. if anyone at anytime needs elvis cds or mints, hit me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought an oasis CD today, so i'm pretty excited. And i think that i like Billy Joel. Is it wrong to like him? cause if its a crime i'm guilty as charged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting pictures devleoped tomorrow, so i think i might, for once in my life, post them. so stay tuned kids; this will be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON THE SCARY SIDE - who got a letter from MHS in the mail? if you happened to glance at the teachers section you might have a)thrown up, b)laughed histerically, or c)wonder what the hell this is doing at my house. i did a combination of all three. mr. albania is halfway bent over, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the popped collar was an elegant touch. &lt;br /&gt;(not really, but nice try.)</content>
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    <title>"noops."</title>
    <published>2005-12-24T20:51:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-24T20:55:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">as far as i'm concerned, this christmas season hasn't even existed. It went by so fast; i don't remember it ever going like this. But throughout, i did have some great memories. so it's not like it didn't exist, the spirit just didn't quite show through as i expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was x-mas mania at school, i got such nice things from EVERYONE. Thank you all so much, i couldn't ask for more. the thing i like about the day before x-mas eve is everyone's mood. Honestly, everyone who is older than 14 is in a sour mood during the regular season. Something about the last day of 'work' makes me happy, and apparently all my teachers too. we watched movies in every subject, so theres a hip and a hurrah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still dont understand how Donald Duck could possibly possess a french accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not even going to rant about english; it is not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day, &lt;br /&gt;i gave Mr. Albania a candy cane &amp;hearts;! i asked him to say 'merry christmas' for me in albanian; &lt;b&gt;and he actually did it.&lt;/b&gt; he broke down the whole meaning of it for me, so i could fully understand he was telling me 'happy christ's birth.' it sounded like he was gargling  the whole time, but i really couldn't care less because i was more focused on his hideous pink shirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was Nikki + Rachel + I's hula day party. It's kind of a tradition, and i kinda look forward to it, and my gift was kinda wrapped in bacon wrap. &lt;br /&gt;i got the best shirt from her, courtesy of Threadless.com. I nick-named it my radio ga-ga shirt, and you'll all have the liberty of seeing it come january.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/jesus_wtf.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;"it's beginning to look alot like christmas!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though its taken nearly twenty four and a half days, christmas eve has found me, and my heart is blithe to know that its finally here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gézuar Krishlindjet!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you, and your sweatervest.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pineapple223:83214</id>
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    <title>PROSTATE PROBLEMS</title>
    <published>2005-12-20T01:16:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-20T01:16:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Days like today kind of make me wonder why i ever wanted a snow day. For the sake of the kids, i'll spare the gorey details. But i'm pretty sure that mondays are permanently ruiuned for me, seeming that i haven't had one good one yet. Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;THIS ENTRY IS IN SEMI-COLON VISION; FOR ALL THE ENGLISH MAJORS.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday i went to the auburn mall for PROBABLY the first time in 20 years; but nothing has changed. wtf the fire alarm was going off? anyways, went to piccadilly pub and saw Mrs. Brisson YESS. I almost died on Rob's gi-normous hill later; thats pretty neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was absolutley fantastic. I listened to records all during the day, which is great; i wish i could do it more often. At one point, i was: one the floor, with my sunglasses on, with the lights off, listening to the LET IT BE album. i guess the simple moments matter most to me. Then i went to allison's party which was great; really got me in the spirit &amp;hearts;. i chased santa claus down a few blocks, and nearly died! whats that, twice in one weekend? i must be butter; i'm on a roll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was Katie + Lindsey's birthday!! so later in the day i went to uno's with them + Karah and Michelle. It was really nice to see them all again; and the kid with the huge fore-head. and i had a moment; they played Michael Buble in there HOLY CRAP it was great. My favorite song too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. how did i get an 87 in English while everyone else..didn't? Like Rachel said, SHE CAN'T GRADE. &lt;b&gt;AND HOW DO YOU GET AN A ON THE ESSAY WITHOUT DOING EXTRA THINGS? I REALLY DON'T GET IT AND MS. ARGENTIERI WE'RE IN 10TH GRADE; LAY OFF.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished The Bell Jar today. By far one of my favorite books. It seriously went over every topic except for drugs. I was even surprised when she talked about gay people. in short, if you want to do yourself a favor, please read this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semicolon.</content>
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    <title>"put two down?"</title>
    <published>2005-12-16T00:32:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-16T00:35:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">one of the perks of standing at the bus stop at sub-zero tempretures at 6 in the morning and or riding the bus in sub zero tempretures is the sun rise. This morning was especially beautiful, i wish i could have taken a picture. The moon was out too, in a really strange pale yellow. oh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot win a history reveiw game for my life. And that kind of sucks; considering he's thinking of taking away points for anyone who doesn't get in the top three. But he did a really funny impression of Danielle's confused face today, it even made me laugh out loud 4 periods later just thinking of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. McGowan makes me sick. she called a kid in our class yesterday "whatever your name is". I'm glad Millbury hires teachers that care so much. Katie and i were in the CHROM-ZONE making our charts. luckily our baby came out 'normal and not retarded.' Again McGowan, you're too nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was..interesting. Of course she picked me to describe the sound of a toilet flushing; and then made it sound like i was saying something completley gross. but it was really really funny, so i don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i the only one who saw her hit herself in the eye with her pencil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym class is doing 'relaxation techniques'. Its a fancy word for sleeping on mats. Rob fell asleep twice and i had to wake him up HA. Then i came home and rachel and i talked to bread and made friends with a coke can. Its good here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;TO DO LIST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;GET XM SATELLITE RADIO.&lt;/b&gt; Buy or steal one , i'm not picky.&lt;br /&gt;2. study for tests.&lt;br /&gt;3. pray for a delay/snow day.&lt;br /&gt;4. stop caring so much.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>"With an ill-fated attempt to kill Pete Bouchard."</title>
    <published>2005-12-11T22:57:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-11T22:57:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh glorious snow days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, i'm glad we had it, i was in no condition for a test/CTE. But i am glad i decided to bring home my english book on thursday, because then i would have been screwed. How fun. And let me tell you if i dont get an A on this paper i am giving up, this thing is perfect. i will punch someone in the face if i get anything less than a 100. Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday i slept until 11, and of course got up to watch The Price is Right. Later mom took Rachel and I into Boston to see the play "White Christmas". Some lady asked me about parking meters there, which MUST mean that I LOOK OLD ENOUGH TO DRIVE. it was basically the highlight of the night. And some guy called me "ma'am" while asking me for the time. how rad is that.&lt;br /&gt;p.s. the play was good too. there were so many sweatervests there that i was going into overdrive mode. Geeze i love winter time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night i went out sledding of course. i killed my butt, so a bug chunk of it is gone i'm sure. Thats alright though. A little less junk never hurt anyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really REALLY like Michael Buble. And i don't even care anymore. I like him so much, that he's canadian, and &lt;b&gt;i don't even care&lt;/b&gt;. HOLY MAPLE LEAF. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNL was sort of funny, but the musical guest could certainly elf off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents went to a concert.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Victoria Block was there&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Channel 7 and I's 'kickin it on the weekends' time is totally revoked.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pineapple223:82656</id>
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    <title>"It is a sad day.."</title>
    <published>2005-12-08T21:29:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-08T21:30:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/JLtribute5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;RIP;;MR. JOHN LENNON&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another who died too young. Well aside from kids at school walking around, pretending like they knew slash cared about what happened to you, i think you've been getting the respect you deserved for the past 25 years. I hope you're alright, wherever you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really too bad, because i liked you alot.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pineapple223:82325</id>
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    <title>pineapple223 @ 2005-12-06T17:00:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-06T22:18:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-06T23:38:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Happy December everyone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too much has been happening. The christmas spirit is in full bloom, as far as i'm concerned. This weekend the chain of lights was on, so that got me PUMPED. I went to Sutton's on saturday, I don't really know why i always think i'll be surprised when i go there. I always walk away hating it. Thank goodness Millbury's was the next day to remind me of why not get my face painted in a church basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday night i did NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday in CCD, i felt pretty stupid. i was in a room full of third graders and it took me awhile to tie a knot. SHUT UP YOU CAN'T EITHER. All and all i love those kids, but i'm so glad we get a few weeks off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched a special on Michael Buble, And he's really good? i guess thats okay, except for the canadian part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason i have much better days on tuesdays and thursdays, and i can't really understand why. I hate those days, i hate gym! but i suppose i like being active rather than decomposing in a study. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, as today WAS tuesday, i had a good day! 90 on a CTE, i'm quite proud of myself. Biology is my most hated class, hands down. I don't care what shitty class you have, this one sucks. i got a hershey kiss thrown at my face today in english, But i like those, so i don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, &lt;br /&gt;i went to the library and got &lt;b&gt;The Bell Jar&lt;/b&gt; by Sylvia Plath. Its a great GREAT book, in fact Ms. Miles, you should read it. Plath might become a favorite writer soon. &lt;br /&gt;It sounds really nerdy, &lt;br /&gt;but i feel so incredibly safe in our library. yesterday i sat on the floor, behind a bookshelf, and read my book the entire time, and i can't really understand why, but it felt WONDERFUL. i guess its all the books. It was so quiet, the silence was defening, but in a good way. And nobody bothered me either. i love people, but i also love being alone to THINK once in awhile. maybe its because the library is a famillar place, but it's definitley one of my favorite places in the world. its hard to explain, its a feeling that you can only understand if you've felt it yourself. Who knew, the Millbury High Library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its nice to feel that good about something.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pineapple223:82150</id>
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    <title>"LETS DO IT GANGSTA STYLE"</title>
    <published>2005-11-29T23:01:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-29T23:08:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/favortitegeorgepick.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;RIP;;GEORGE HARRISON&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;we hardly knew ye.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, today was alot better than yesterday. Thank you Mr. Sinatra for making my day start out better.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>"g-g-g-g-g-GAY!"</title>
    <published>2005-11-28T21:52:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-28T21:56:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Goodness, what a crash my mood went into today.&lt;br&gt;
FOR STARTERS; &lt;br&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;I brought in a sweatshirt today and failed to realize the white stain on the front.
  &lt;li&gt;Mr. Lyon has yet to correct my essay.&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;Geomoetry is a lost cause.&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;I was late for lunch because Mrs. Quinn got me for not paying attention.&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;Mrs. McGowan LOST MY FUCKING ESSAY and made me waste my study by re-writing it.&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;ul&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;and all she could say was "oops" and "thats it?" when i finished it.&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
FOR FINISHERS;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;CCD was alright.&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;I got faced by 2 kids.&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;Lunch time today was very very entertaining. i almost threw up twice.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
Anyways, people in general suck. These weeks are the toughest, and
apparentley i've forgotten that until today. But Katie and I are
Pen-Pals now. Thats something to gloat about. P.S. what starts with a
capital SWEATER and ends with a VEST? Yeah i'm thinking it.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
thanksgiving was quite lovely. i love it too much in New York, i hate
comming home. all good things must come to an end though i guess. We've
gotten our tree, and the LIGHTS ARE ON horrah! So i guess i can't
complain too much about home life. Though school is testing my earthly
existence.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
one day down, too many to go.&lt;br&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pineapple223:81464</id>
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    <title>"you're a CLOSET NEW KIDS FAN, AREN'T YOU?"</title>
    <published>2005-11-23T21:23:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-23T21:35:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">still hate my teachers. No progress whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus stop was really interesting this morning, i don't remember the last time i sliced my hands open. And i'm not complaining about this either, don't take this the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the work load today was absolutley nothing. finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason why Mr. Lyon is a huge dork:&lt;br /&gt;ME-   "You know Mr. Lyon, i don't really LIKE New kids on the block.."&lt;br /&gt;MR.L- "..i think you do, Danielle."&lt;br /&gt;ME -  "THATS NOT TRUE"&lt;br /&gt;MR.L- "you seem rather defensive about this..." &lt;br /&gt;ME - "I AM NOT!"&lt;br /&gt;MR.L -You know theres nothing wrong with this..."&lt;br /&gt;ME-   "But i don't REALLY like them, its a joke."&lt;br /&gt;MR.L- "I think you're a closet new kids fan! You know theres nothing wrong with comming out with this, Danielle..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'LL NEVER ADMIT IT. he's even going to check if he's got any old records! But i didn't appreciate him yelling to me in the hallway about whos my favorite new kid, just to embarrass me. Him telling Mr. Palano wasn't exactly welcomed either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparentley, Mr. Palano arent on speaking terms anymore. according to him anyways.&lt;br /&gt;I SAID HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO MRS. MCGOWAN TODAY! &lt;br /&gt;thats like poking a dragon in the butt. its really dangerous. especially in the PURPLE PANTS! wtf is with our teacher buying weird color pants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school Steve + Kevin + Rachel + I went to Wendy's for some fine cuisine. WE FOLLOWED MRS. SLATER FOR A GOOD 10 MINUTES HAHA. We wanted to street race her, but she pulled out of the way too quick. And i got a frosty :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York tomorrow, you couldnt put a price on my excitement. i love going there and leaving Millbury for awhile. &lt;b&gt;i'd move there in an instant if i could.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone please have a very happy thanksgiving, and please share the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Danielle : 1&lt;br /&gt;The World : 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm catching up.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>pineapple223 @ 2005-11-22T14:53:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-22T19:54:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-22T20:10:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today took a turn for the worst. But it has to happen sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl in my history class was busted for cheating by raising her hand with the answers to the test written on it. I'd say shes a fucking dumbass, but thats giving her too much credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twin and hat day was today. i wore Mr. Sinatra's hat, but was called "Indiana Jones" once. WTF BLUE EYES OVER HARRISON FORD? please a waste of time. How are we seriously being beaten by the Seniors? they have no&lt;br /&gt;spirit whatsoever, but then again, neither do we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told all of you that Mr. Dufault WOULD have the White Album, but he wouldn't give it to you. WHOS RIGHT? DANIELLE IS 100% WORD FOR WORD ACCURATE. Listen to me next time, i know that guy too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym class was Courtney and I complaining about our bad days and how being a girl is less than perfect. We played moneybasket with 7th graders? i beat them all mercifully HAHA I COULD SCHOOL ARGENTEIRI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really should have worn a sweatervest and been twins with Mr. Albania. That would have been pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took some stupid survey in english. And it put me in a really REALLY sour mood. I had no idea that i was supposed to have someone that i felt comfortable talking to. And i had no idea we were supposed to go to the library. I had no idea about any of this, and how much i am lacking. &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;I also think its funny that teachers are supposed to have respect for us.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either they treat you like an 'object', just another student, or they go crazy. either way, its not the respect i gained OR deserve. And itas always the loud stupid kid who gets all the credit and praise, while the hardest working one is ignored and considered to be a 'smart kid' on paper when &lt;b&gt;in reality, you have no idea who i am. &lt;/b&gt; Just because it says on the nice paper that i'm from a 'normal family' with a 'stable income' DOESNT mean that i'm NOT FUCKED UP, and it DOESNT MEAN that i havent been exposed tp anything damaging. DO YOU REALLY THINK YOU KNOW ME? DO YOU REALLY THINK YOU CAN SAY THINGS ABOUT ME AND THINK THAT YOU HAVE A ROUGH IDEA ABOUT WHO I AM? YOU CAN'T SO STOP IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I DONT DESERVE TO BE PARTNERS WITH THE KID WHO CAN'T READ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another note;&lt;br /&gt;i'm begining to like some people more, and for some reason really dislike others AGAIN. and its not like its their fault. They're just trying to hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its even better i have to go back later for parent teacher madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;i'd really like to be a teacher when i grow up,&lt;br /&gt;and show everyone how the job is done.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>"STOP THROWING PENCILS!"</title>
    <published>2005-11-19T04:40:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-19T04:40:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yeah, i'll say it again;&lt;br /&gt;today was phenomenal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History's CTE was cancelled, for one reason or another. Either way, i felt like giving the next person in my path a hug. Math was a free period, where i just drew and talked to Kevin and Cody. And my french test was 78% multiple choice, 22% Easy A. Again, this calls for a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Bathroom 5th and saw Mrs. McGowan run. She can't run. So then again, i really didn't.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of McGowan, i atcualy saw her express emotion to a baby. Either that or she was trying to hypnotise it. Like rachel said, she was slowly dying inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Argenteiri told me "I'M FOLLOWING YOU" in the bathroom today.&lt;br /&gt;She's very creepy.&lt;br /&gt;and who even buys red pants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and don't say hi to me while we're GOING TO THE BATHROOM weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but her test was easy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND my study dominatesd still, because we associated everyone with the correct "Friends" character they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard Billy Idol in the car today, and "Sorry seems to be the hardest word" in Goretti's. &lt;br /&gt;who knew? &lt;br /&gt;Neal, Rob, Rachel and I tried to see "Goblet of Fire" but no success. But its alright, i still had a super time finding my inner nerd at EB Games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR. ALBANINA IS GOING TO RING DANCE &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;can you say pictures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm wicked excited. and Jay will be a fun date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you've forgotten,&lt;br /&gt;today was phenomenal.</content>
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    <title>"Do I look like a monkey on crack?"</title>
    <published>2005-11-15T23:09:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-15T23:10:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today in a nutshell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mrs. Woeful DOES look like a creature from star trek.&lt;br /&gt;+ Mr. Sullivan still makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;- Mrs. Quinn ran her mouth to me in french again&lt;br /&gt;-- fuck you, i hate Jacques Chirac.&lt;br /&gt;--- he's boring and probably smells funny.&lt;br /&gt;+ Katie's jealous because Mrs. McGowan grabbed my hand.&lt;br /&gt;+ you had to be there&lt;br /&gt;++ Grizzly Adams, or Mr. McQuade, trimmed his beard.&lt;br /&gt;- yes, my dad is an 'upstater'.&lt;br /&gt;+ Big ears gave me attitude.&lt;br /&gt;+ talking about gay people is really the only enjoyable way to take gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;for the record, another addition to my marriage hit list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v483/pineapple223/166.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;i love me some James Dean.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pineapple223:80315</id>
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    <title>"WE SHOULD HAVE NEVER TAKEN YOU WITH US!"</title>
    <published>2005-11-14T01:13:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-14T01:15:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This weekend ended too soon, i think everyone agrees with me on this one. I kind of wish that there would be no such thing as long weekends, but it makes the next week all too painful. anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday morning i went out to BICKFORD'S with Nikki and her mom because...well because who doesn't love Bickfords? they really need to schedule teacher development day more often.&lt;br /&gt;Friday was the best. I GOT TO WATCH THE PRICE IS RIGHT so it's automatcially a swell day. Rachel and i tried to convince Dad to take us to the aquarium, but no luck. Oh well, dad took us into Boston that night anyways to see THE FRAY. if you haven't heard them yet, you really should. Because they're really really good, and wicked nice. ISSAC liked my Jacket &amp;hearts; and BEN loved my love of John Lennon &amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;It was a neat little concert thing, too. about 30 people, so we got to meet them and atcually hear/see them perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home we stopped in a book store and i found a Q Magazine that featured JOHN LENNON and came with a CD that has Oasis covering I AM THE WALRUS. sorry, that takes the brit-pop cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a whole lot of I-Party and me majoring in streamer-ing in college.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday kev-o and steve came over and we threw them a SURPRISE BEE-DAY BASH. I think they liked it, so thats good. Happy sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow = Parent Teacher Night. remember me fondly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Thunderclap*</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>pineapple223 @ 2005-11-08T19:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-09T00:00:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-09T00:00:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today was horrib-tastic.&lt;br /&gt;atcually, it was kind of refreshing to have an awful day after awhile. But i'm not saying i enjoyed it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History test was easy? Which is nice because i forgot to study :D&lt;br /&gt;we watched Josh Groban in french, and some other weird trippy cartoons. I atcually like french class now... i hope i didnt just jinx that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to do my english homework, and today is the day she checks it. like okay WTF nice sweater? and then she calls on me to answer when she KNOWS i didn't have it. oh well, i have a 96.&lt;br /&gt;gym = lame. &lt;br /&gt;i put on my pants backwards and almost went out in gym like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY WATCH GOT A NEW BATTERY. so now i can continue with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to get a haircut today, but Tammie 'forgot' to write it down. so that really sucked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i would like to say,&lt;br /&gt;that even though this was the shittiest day i've had for 3 months, i saw a rainbow above the clouds today. And it somehow made me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i gay now?</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>"You need to wash the Bono off your hands."</title>
    <published>2005-11-07T00:37:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-07T00:38:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">for the first time in a long while,&lt;br /&gt;i had a fantastic weekend where nearly everything went right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was great? Its just one of those days where you know things are trying to get you down, but you're in such a mood that it can't. to go over it quickly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;+ we worked in partners in history&lt;br /&gt;- i ran into Ms. A in the bathroom for the second time.&lt;br /&gt;+ i shot a peice of paper into Mr. Sullivan's butt pocket.&lt;br /&gt;+ Biology wasn't too bad.&lt;br /&gt;- WICKED HARD English test.&lt;br /&gt;- Environmental Council lasted forever.&lt;br /&gt;+ But the guest speaker there had a voice box.&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the school day went alright. &lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the volleyball game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitley the most awkward game i've ever sat through. But they won, horray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Rob and i walked to A+D, i saw one of my CCD kids! We finished way before the game so we walked all around MILLBZ, and looked in peoples windows. The game itself was alright. Nothing spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;but i did see a shooting star later on that night &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day i woke up at 12 and Rob and I decided to get a change of scenery, and biked to woolie world to play BASKETBALL and knockout for awhile. I saw alot of mothers mount the equiupment there. ew.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to scales and bought eachother food. There were seniors working there from last year STILL TALKING about high school. i shouldn't be so surprised, but i dont know. i figured i'd forget about it by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then mom took me to MOES. So i win by a landslide. i bought my winterball dress, and got a new Bob Dylan cd + Beatle DVD. &lt;br /&gt;Today was sunday. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope this goes on for awhile.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>"I think she likes YOUR BODY more than me!"</title>
    <published>2005-11-01T23:31:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-01T23:36:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Life is well.
&lt;br&gt;
Halloween was yesterday, i was Frank Sinatra wah hoo! &lt;br&gt;
but only ONE charleston Chew??&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU PEOPLE MAKE ME SICK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
its rather cruel to give a kid such an amount of homework and give no warning.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
anyways,&lt;br&gt;
here's another meaningless piece of internet garbage that i just could not keep to myself.&lt;br&gt;
i think i'll make a page of these things, seeing as i keep finding them.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I WANNA BE LIKE THESE GUYS (&lt;a href="http://www.whitehouse.org/satanicide/index.asp"&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
if you really want a good laugh, listen to the sound clip.
and i like how they call kids "Fagits". If you're going to insult 8 year olds, set an example and spell it right.&lt;br&gt;

&lt;br&gt;goodnight, and have a pleasant tommorrow.&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>"I don't like New York City, because PEOPLE DIE THERE."</title>
    <published>2005-10-30T22:21:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-30T22:22:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Weather-wise, it's such a lovely day.&lt;br /&gt;Even being forced into slave labor wasn't as bad as i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, i didn't go to EC. Ha I win.&lt;br /&gt;Some eigth grader yelled to Mr. McQuade "GET A NEW CAR" because his car sucks. You've really hit rock bottom there, Q Dawg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the dance on friday, against my will.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for forcing me Rob, because i ended up having a good time.&lt;br /&gt;There was alot more people there than last year, so that made it alittle better. They played Bohemian Rhapsody, and everyone sung along and knew the words. Well all the cool kids anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, Rob's mom bought us McDonalds, and we watched about 15 minutes of Seinfeld before passing out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, &lt;br /&gt;Kevin + Steve + Rachel + I went to Heberts Candy Mansion. AND Trick-or-treated in the haunted house. Goodness it was super fun. And we got free sundaes!! it all turned alright in the end, because Kevin found the fudge. Thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was Ms. Miles Birthday! 16 never looked so gorgeous. i was Frank Sinatra/Frankenstein. YEAH YOU WISH.&lt;br /&gt;i witnessed Rocky Horror Picture Show for the first time. "Theres nothing wrong with giving yourself up to pleasure."&lt;br /&gt;The bonfire was my favorite part. Jesse showed everyone to play 'Too many marshmellows'. I could definitley beat 9, easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i was half confirmed. And my candle blew out. &lt;br /&gt;Then Dad and Mom made rachel and i work. That kind of sucked, but i can certainly handle a lawn mower. so i win dad of the year award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOM BOUGHT ME A DUAL DISC OASIS THIS IS TRUE AFFECTION.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm kind of dissapointed with Circut City's lack of Bob Dylan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i carved my Pumpkin. It's Abraham Lincoln :D&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow is certainly Halloween. Wish me luck.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pineapple223:78585</id>
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    <title>"alright, LATER!"</title>
    <published>2005-10-27T00:01:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-27T00:30:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yeah, i'll say it.&lt;br&gt;
Today was fantastic. But i'll go through it quickly.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
+ I wore a t-shirt, and it wasnt cold.&lt;br&gt;
+ I worked with someone else in french, who atcually cares.&lt;br&gt;
+ The bubble lab was atcually really fun.&lt;br&gt;
+ I was married and divorced all in one day.&lt;br&gt;
- Ms. Derosiers was verbally harrassing me. And threatend to throw a stress ball at my face.&lt;br&gt;
+ I got alot of work done in study.&lt;br&gt;
+ I played basketball in the wind, and in alot of un raked leaves.&lt;br&gt;
+ I had spaghetti and meatballs for dinner.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;someone
please tell Ms. Argenteiri to stop calling everything "beautiful",
especially weird journal questions about being close friends is
equivalent to making love. I like my friends. But i don't want to mack
them, thanks.&lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I INTERVIEWED MR. ALBANIA TODAY. AND YOU DIDN'T.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;He is indeed from the country known as "Al-bain-eeah." And he was sworn a US Citizen by Sandra Day O'Connor. I GOT HIM TO SAY "THIS IS THE BEST INTERVIEW EVER" IN ALBANIAN.it was true love. 

To put it in reasonable terms, 
You can't help but love a man who owns a widows peak and an ugly black sweater.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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