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  <title>Nichts ist mich...</title>
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  <updated>2005-06-05T01:19:31Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bigbadpetal:48370</id>
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    <title>bigbadpetal @ 2005-06-04T21:10:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-05T01:19:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-05T01:19:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I talked to my dad for about 2 hours earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's gonna be ok for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He might be a permanent diabetic, but he'll be ok overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I was able to call him, and I hope that me being in contact with him will help him pull through his problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think this is a good time to say that I have started a new journal. This user name is attatched to alot of bad memories, even if I delete entries, so I'm starting anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds all whiney and emo, but this just reminds me of alot of bad things and well... my "darkness" and depressing stage, and I want to separate myself from that. Not entirely, of course. I think the feelings that I have had in the past have made me that much more mature and understanding of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However... it is the last week of school next week and I think it's time for some  kind of start over... even if it is only a journal! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;God... this sounds so cheesey.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new journal name is girlwiththeshoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. It doesn't make sense. Then again, it's not really supposed to. It's just a name afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave this up as a sort of archive or whatever, so if you ever feel the need to (I don't understand why though) it'll still be here to look back at my previous fucked upness. The new journal should be a record of my new fucked upness. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUCH LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;-Laura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/girlwiththeshoe"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/users/girlwiththeshoe&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bigbadpetal:48003</id>
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    <title>bigbadpetal @ 2005-06-04T13:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-04T17:03:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-04T17:03:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My dad's in the hospital.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bigbadpetal:47660</id>
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    <title>Vote!</title>
    <published>2005-06-03T23:15:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-03T23:18:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been feeling that this journal is a little tired and I'm just plain bored with it. BUT, I feel like this is an excellent excuse to poll you people. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment with your answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Should I start a new journal?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a.&lt;/i&gt; No. DON'T!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;b.&lt;/i&gt; Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol... that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;If you have an idea for a new name for me, go ahead and put it in the comment along with your answer. Suggestions are VERY welcome.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bigbadpetal:47379</id>
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    <title>Doooooooo.</title>
    <published>2005-06-03T22:04:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-03T22:04:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. Reply with your name and I will write something I like about you.&lt;br /&gt;2. I will then tell what song reminds me of you.&lt;br /&gt;3. If I were to apply an o'clock to you, I'll tell you what it would be.&lt;br /&gt;4. I will try to name a single word that best describes you.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll tell you the most memorable moment I've had with you.&lt;br /&gt;6. I will tell you what color you remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'll then tell you something that I've always wondered about you.&lt;br /&gt;8. Put this in your journal.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bigbadpetal:47124</id>
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    <title>bigbadpetal @ 2005-06-03T12:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-03T16:20:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-03T16:20:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom has said that she won't allow me to wear a flapper dress to prom as a junior. Isn't it sad? *tear* I probably won't even go anyway.</content>
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    <title>bigbadpetal @ 2005-06-01T22:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-02T02:47:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-02T02:47:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nine Inch Nails - Angel</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My journal updates are slowly becoming less involved and more choppy. Oh well. That makes it easier to read. At least I'm not pulling out newspeak on you all. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I &lt;i&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt; 1984. Except the ending... You can't help but want the idea of "good" to prevail. I didn't like it, even though I know it's what fits with the idea the best.)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bigbadpetal:46623</id>
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    <title>bigbadpetal @ 2005-06-01T22:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-02T02:11:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-02T02:11:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*shifty eyes*&lt;br /&gt;I should kill them all.&lt;br /&gt;(All = Holt school administration)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take over!&lt;br /&gt;AP courses galore for all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*evil plotting commences*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bigbadpetal:46394</id>
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    <title>bigbadpetal @ 2005-06-01T16:21:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-01T20:35:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-01T20:35:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Right.&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;*fear*&lt;br /&gt;Some 9th grade boy put a note on my seat... saying that I'm beautiful and that he's been madly in love with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He might think I'm pretty, but he doesn't know what I bitch I am when it comes to stuff like that.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bigbadpetal:46194</id>
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    <title>bigbadpetal @ 2005-05-31T21:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-01T01:38:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-01T01:38:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am really upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand Holt right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people are ticking me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if they had an AP class totally worth taking that was available to me next year, I still wouldn't be able to take it because all of my schedule is going to be full of all this BS. Even if I only take one elective this year and one next year! I might as well take them both this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what I'm thinking, while depressed beyond all reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full Year Classes:&lt;br /&gt;Honors English (c'mon... what else?)&lt;br /&gt;Honors Trig (GASP! Laura?! In an honors math?! Yes folks, it's to make up for the lack of APage.)&lt;br /&gt;German II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it sad that those will be my only two full year courses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester Courses:&lt;br /&gt;Drama and Theater (to take care of that pesky Fine Arts requirement.)&lt;br /&gt;Human Genetics I (It's depressing that I may only have half a year of science next year.)&lt;br /&gt;U.S. Government&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. I've confused myself.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to tell you all about it later.</content>
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    <title>bigbadpetal @ 2005-05-31T17:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-31T21:11:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-31T21:11:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok.&lt;br&gt;
I wrote like a sort of journal entry during chemistry.&lt;br&gt;
I'm going to put it in here.&lt;br&gt;
Cheers.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/BigBadPetal/EEK6002.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Ok. So it's a little small. Shoot me.&lt;br&gt;
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    <title>bigbadpetal @ 2005-05-29T19:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-29T23:31:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-29T23:32:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Gorillaz - Feel Good Inc</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm going to go see Madagascar tomorrow with Alisa at NCG. It looks really cute, and I'm glad that &lt;i&gt;she&lt;/i&gt; made the move for us to do something on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to show up at Waverly on Friday, but I don't think that the office gave Mrs. Baker the message I left for her there asking her to clear it with them so I can get a guest pass on the grounds of the German Club thing that they're going to have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL SOMEONE PLEASE TALK TO HER AND ASK HER TO CALL ME?! EEEK!&lt;br /&gt;My phone number is 694-7482.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I also believe that Amanda, Maura, Alisa and I are going to go see the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. That MUST be talked over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitte und danke. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;(Please and thank you.)</content>
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    <title>bigbadpetal @ 2005-05-29T18:58:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-29T22:58:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-29T22:58:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Alisa made me a new background, and I just want everyone to know that SHE did it. Yay.</content>
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    <title>bigbadpetal @ 2005-05-28T14:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-28T18:34:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-28T22:39:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;COMMENT WITH YOUR ANSWER!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you spell the name of the liquidy tomato stuff that you usually use on french fries or hot dogs like &lt;i&gt;catsup&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;ketchup&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I need to clarify this. I asked for how you SPELL it, not how you SAY it. From what I understand, ketchup and catsup are said the same way, but it's a variation in spelling. &lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>bigbadpetal @ 2005-05-27T15:53:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-27T19:58:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-27T19:58:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Madonna (Remixed by Front 242) - Like A Prayer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I think this world owes me alot.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how many crises I've averted?&lt;br /&gt;I'm like... a 16 year old saint.&lt;br /&gt;Watch, I'll be made a martyr because eventually some crazy uber religious person will stone me to death for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saint Laura, Patron saint of the invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must download old Madonna songs.&lt;br /&gt;I like "Like A Prayer"&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to a mix of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an icee, take that Crazy-Uber-Religious-Person-That-Will-Stone-Me-To-Death.</content>
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    <title>bigbadpetal @ 2005-05-27T15:24:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-27T19:30:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-27T19:30:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;
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&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/ynr/low-maintenance.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You Are Low Maintenance&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise known as "too good to be true"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're one laid back chica - and men love that!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember that no good guy likes a dormat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you find your self going along to get along...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop yourself and put up a little bit of a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/maintenancequiz.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are You High Maintenance? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find the Love of Your Life &lt;br /&gt;(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;
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&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/ynr/exotic-beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You Are an Exotic Beauty!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what your ehtnic background, you've got a unique look&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your one of a kind beauty makes an imprint in every man's mind&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hardly ever wear the same outfit twice, and your hair is always changing&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, your look is always new and fresh - never outdated or stale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/beautyquiz.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Type of Beauty Are You? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find the Love of Your Life &lt;br /&gt;(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't quite agree with that one. Maybe I don't look like everyone else, but my hair doesn't change... and I haven't got tons of different clothes to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some quizes for fun.&lt;br /&gt;I have a headache.&lt;br /&gt;I'm GRRR.</content>
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    <title>bigbadpetal @ 2005-05-26T16:12:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-26T20:13:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-26T20:13:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is worth a look at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.filthylies.net/images/sidenews/TroutScrubSmall.gif"&gt;http://www.filthylies.net/images/sidenews/TroutScrubSmall.gif&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>bigbadpetal @ 2005-05-25T22:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-26T02:48:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-26T02:48:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">People suck.</content>
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    <title>bigbadpetal @ 2005-05-25T19:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-25T23:09:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-25T23:13:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My rant for today.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like rewriting it, so I'm going to put in what I said to Alisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEIJER AND BOOBS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : Meijer has earned my contempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thebride07 : lol how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : they never have my fucking bra size in good bras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : My mom was going to actually buy me a cute underwear/bra set (she never would before cause she said that nobody was going to see it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : but all they had were A's and B's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : It's like they think that there are no larger chested teenaged girls that would want cute stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thebride07 : Awww *hug* I didn't know that having big boobs could be so hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thebride07 : lol just kidding ^_^'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : You don't know the half of it, chicky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thebride07 : You could always go to Victorias Secret, they're awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : Having smaller boobs can be alot easier than big ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : They're so effin' expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thebride07 : True&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thebride07 : For a minute I thought you were saying that your large chest was expensive. I was like, "Wait, whaaat?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : It can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : I can't wear the flimsy bras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : because it's not enough support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thebride07 : Just do the whole women's rights thing and don't wear a bra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : you know how much that hurts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thebride07 : It'd be cheap, easy, and comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thebride07 : Personally, I like wearing bras.. but hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : can't run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : go up or down stairs fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : plus, if you bump yourself on something, it hurts more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thebride07 : Hey, have you seen that commercial where there's a super hero on a float and there's a big black chick behind him? I think it's for universal studios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thebride07 : Oh, well then that seemed totally random and weird. *cough* Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thebride07 : She has huge ass boobs and I was going to say "At least yours aren't as big as hers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Much later after a completely unrelated topic...-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : And Meijer also never carries any shirts that I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : They suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thebride07 : yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thebride07 : You could always try Target I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bascially, Meijer pissed me off because they NEVER have a decent bra that's good for me. And their shirts suck 98.7% of the time. Hmph.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>bigbadpetal @ 2005-05-24T20:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-25T01:34:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-25T01:37:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;smoked a cigarette&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smoked a cigar&lt;br /&gt;smoked a joint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;been drunk&lt;br /&gt;considered suicide&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crashed a friend's car - golf carts should count. ;)&lt;br /&gt;stolen a car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;been in love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been dumped&lt;br /&gt;been fired&lt;br /&gt;been in a fist fight&lt;br /&gt;snuck out of my parent's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;had feelings for someone who didn't have them back&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been arrested&lt;br /&gt;made out with a stranger&lt;br /&gt;gone on a blind date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lied to a friend&lt;br /&gt;had a crush on a teacher&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been to Europe&lt;br /&gt;skipped school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;seen someone die&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a crush on one of your livejournal friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;been to Canada&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been to Mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;been on a plane&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;br /&gt;thrown up in a bar&lt;br /&gt;purposely set a part of myself on fire&lt;br /&gt;eaten Sushi&lt;br /&gt;been snowboarding&lt;br /&gt;met someone in person from the internet&lt;br /&gt;been moshing at a concert&lt;br /&gt;been in an abusive relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;taken painkillers&lt;br /&gt;love someone or miss someone right now&lt;br /&gt;laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by&lt;br /&gt;made a snow angel&lt;br /&gt;had a tea party&lt;br /&gt;flown a kite&lt;br /&gt;built a sand castle&lt;br /&gt;gone puddle jumping&lt;br /&gt;played dress up&lt;br /&gt;jumped into a pile of leaves&lt;br /&gt;gone sledding&lt;br /&gt;cheated while playing a game&lt;br /&gt;been lonely&lt;br /&gt;fallen asleep at work/school&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used a fake id&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;watched the sun set&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt an earthquake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;touched a snake&lt;br /&gt;slept beneath the stars&lt;br /&gt;been tickled&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been robbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;been misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;pet a reindeer/goat&lt;br /&gt;won a contest&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;run a red light&lt;br /&gt;been suspended from school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;been in a car accident&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had braces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;felt like an outcast&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;had deja vu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;danced in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;hated the way you look&lt;br /&gt;witnessed a crime&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pole danced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;been obsessed with post-it notes&lt;br /&gt;squished barefoot through the mud&lt;br /&gt;been lost&lt;br /&gt;been to the opposite side of the country - If this includes north &amp; south &lt;br /&gt;swam in the ocean - AND NEARLY DROWNED! Damn ocean.&lt;br /&gt;felt like dying&lt;br /&gt;cried yourself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;played cops and robbers&lt;br /&gt;recently colored with crayons/colored pencils/markers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sung karaoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;paid for a meal with only coins&lt;br /&gt;done something you told yourself you wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;made prank phone calls when you were younger &lt;br /&gt;laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose&lt;br /&gt;caught a snowflake on your tongue&lt;br /&gt;danced in the rain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been kissed under the mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;watched the sun rise with someone you care about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;blown bubbles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a bonfire on the beach&lt;br /&gt;crashed a party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gone rollerskating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a wish come true&lt;br /&gt;worn pearls&lt;br /&gt;jumped off a bridge&lt;br /&gt;screamed PENIS in public&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ate dog/cat food&lt;br /&gt;told a complete stranger you loved them&lt;br /&gt;kissed a mirror&lt;br /&gt;sang in the shower&lt;br /&gt;have/had a little black dress&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a dream that you married someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;glued your hand to something&lt;br /&gt;got your tongue stuck to a flag pole&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kissed a fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;worn the opposite sex's clothes&lt;br /&gt;been a cheerleader&lt;br /&gt;sat on a roof top&lt;br /&gt;screamed at the top of your lungs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done a one-handed cartwheel&lt;br /&gt;talked on the phone for more than 6 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;stayed up all night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't take a shower for a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;picked and ate an apple right off the tree&lt;br /&gt;climbed a tree&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a tree house&lt;br /&gt;are scared to watch scary movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;believe in ghosts - sorta &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have more than 30 pairs of shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;worn a really ugly outfit to school just to see what others say&lt;br /&gt;given or recieved a lap dance&lt;br /&gt;pushed into a pool/lake with all your clothes on&lt;br /&gt;been told you're beautiful by a complete stranger&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broken a bone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;been easily amused&lt;br /&gt;caught a fish then ate it&lt;br /&gt;caught a butterfly&lt;br /&gt;laughed so hard you cried - Also, laughed so hard I threw up.&lt;br /&gt;cried so hard you laughed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mooned someone&lt;br /&gt;had someone moon/flash you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cheated on a test&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a Britney Spears CD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;forgotten someone's name? - All the 'effin time.&lt;br /&gt;slept naked&lt;br /&gt;watched porn - Damn Cinemax late night. They should monitor that, you never know what 12 year old girl is flipping through the channels. *cough*me*cough*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French braided someone's hair?&lt;br /&gt;grown a beard&lt;br /&gt;belong to the KKK&lt;br /&gt;slept with your bf / gf&lt;br /&gt;slept with someone u werent going out with&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>OMFG. Another One!</title>
    <published>2005-05-24T20:18:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-24T20:18:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've tried to get rid of my picture on my Yahoo profile, but it keeps telling me that it's not my profile to change. This is getting annoying, but it's a source of amusement to block out the usernames of these people and put the convos in the journal. I'm already pissed off today, and if this guy had been more suave about it all, I might've been nicer. But no, he had to be dumb. I looked at his profile, and I am defenitely illegal for him (and not even just by a year or two, which isn't THAT bad) and whatnot.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: how are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : Pissed off. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: just curious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: &lt;br /&gt;why are you pissed off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : My new school is screwing me over academically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: in michigan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: you alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : alone how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : no. Why? Do you think I would invite you over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: but I wouldn't mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : Well get over it. I'm 16 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: so... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : So that's illegal, and I'm not some little slut that will want to get with a guy that tried to hit on her over the internet. Stuff like that is a waste of fucking time anyway. Plus, I'm already pissed, so acting like a pedofilic moron isn't helping your cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : Good bye.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>bigbadpetal @ 2005-05-23T21:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-24T01:08:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-24T01:09:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">When you leave my colors turn to grey. When you're not around my colors fade away.</content>
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    <title>Sick.</title>
    <published>2005-05-23T23:48:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-23T23:48:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: how you doin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : er, ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: you gotmic or cam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : yeah, but I'm not going to turn them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: well let meknow whenyouwantto and ill send you a pic of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: makesureyou dont see my pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: in my profile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: its my bigblack cock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: 13 inches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : I'm a virgin, so I'm not really interested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: you heard about us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : about who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: black men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : err... what about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: our cocks are huge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : Have you heard about jailbait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irish_firegrl88 : Because I'm 16 years old, and that's more than likely illegal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;He stopped talking after that. Also, as soon as he im'ed me, I went and looked at his profile and immediately issued an "Oh. My. God." and sent Alisa to look at it. We both agree that it is indecent... not even in the adult profiles for god's sake! What if some likke 10 year old were to stumble upon that? Also, a 13 incher doesn't appeal to me... imagine having your first sex session with THAT. At this time in my very young and uneventful life, it doesn't appeal to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone honestly wants to see that, for shits and giggles or... whatever, go ahead and ask. Lol.&lt;/b&gt; </content>
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    <title>bigbadpetal @ 2005-05-23T15:37:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-23T20:10:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-23T20:10:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>N/A</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm so fucking pissed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of history class. I love history, the teacher is ok, but...&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE ALWAYS DOING THESE FUCKING GROUP PROJECTS! &lt;br /&gt;I hate it! &lt;br /&gt;First Off: When I'm around people, I find that I don't like them.&lt;br /&gt;Second Off: When I have to work with people, I find that I don't like them even more.&lt;br /&gt;Third Off: I'm fucking sick of doing all, or nearly all, the goddamn work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to do a propoganda poster for Reagan as one of the last projects. I ended up taking it home. Aleasha helped me with it, especially the coloring and stuff, but the other two people in the group didn't even take notes, which would have been really helpful. Instead, they sat there and talked about whatever. They didn't give up any ideas (with the exception of coloring in all the vowels green...) or really do anything productive. I like these two people in general, but that really bothered me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if someone thinks I'm smarter, or more capable or whatever it is that people feel put off... Maybe it's because I take charge, but that's because no one else will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I care about my grades. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if you're one of these two people, but I didn't name you, and most of the people that bother with this journal wouldn't know who you are anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't say anything or at the time, because I know I'll probably be ok with it tomorrow. This IS my journal... my journal where I rant, and this happens to be the subject for ranting today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tschau!</content>
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    <title>bigbadpetal @ 2005-05-22T15:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-22T19:31:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-22T19:31:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table style="color: black;" width="400" align="center" border="1" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#A8FFB3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Your Linguistic Profile:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D9FFD8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50% General American English&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A8FFB3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25% Yankee&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D9FFD8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20% Upper Midwestern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A8FFB3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5% Dixie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D9FFD8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0% Midwestern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/amenglishdialecttest/"&gt;What Kind of American English Do You Speak?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>BORED</title>
    <published>2005-05-22T19:22:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-22T19:22:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Emiliana Torrini - I Hope I Don't Fall In Love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm bored, so I've decided that I'm going to start posting weird convos that I have. Of course, I'll put the people as annonymous. I'll cut it so you don't have to look at the bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----: hey maybe you know this...&lt;br /&gt;BigBadPetal: ...&lt;br /&gt;----: someone once said that a girl can stretch her pee hole and finger it&lt;br /&gt;----: is that true?&lt;br /&gt;BigBadPetal: that would hurt.&lt;br /&gt;----: well like a pinky or something&lt;br /&gt;BigBadPetal: it would still hurt...&lt;br /&gt;----: how do you know&lt;br /&gt;BigBadPetal: it just would, I mean... think about it.&lt;br /&gt;----: it's said that a guy can do the same thing&lt;br /&gt;----: but with something smaller&lt;br /&gt;BigBadPetal: ...why?&lt;br /&gt;----: rest assured I'm not trying that one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maybe I'm wrong, but it seems like it would hurt to me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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