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  <title>The Sun Goes Down, I Feel the Light Betray Me.</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2004 18:34:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Aug 2004 21:01:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Thank God if finally stopped.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Aug 2004 20:58:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Oh man...I&apos;m sitting here and my stepbrother and cousin are in the living room listening to Little Bow Wow and I&apos;m sitting here trying not to laugh because he&apos;s trying to sing along.  Oh man...its hilarious.  I have the dorky stepbrother who has the worst taste in music ever.  Its worse that my stepsister like Britney Spears and Hilary Duff and Lindsay Lohan and all the people that annoy the hell out of me.  My brothers music isn&apos;t too bad.  He likes Good Charlotte and Relient K and listens to them often.  I&apos;ve trained him well.  Oh man...I&apos;m going to bust...this is too funny.  I need to show them Linkin Park, although they would probably not like it because its not crap.</description>
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  <lj:music>This stupid Little bow wow song thing.</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Aug 2004 17:05:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nickname: Katie (my real name is Kaitlyn, but I don&apos;t allow anyone to call me that.)&lt;br /&gt;School: I&apos;ll be a sophmore in High School, 10th grade.&lt;br /&gt;Eyes: hazel&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5&apos;7&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Siblings: Nick Step: Seth, Chelsea&lt;br /&gt;Sex before marriage: Still a virgin and I plan to be.&lt;br /&gt;Ever helped somebody else cheat: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Missed school because it was raining: Nope&lt;br /&gt;Set any body part on fire for amusement: Nope &lt;br /&gt;Kept a secret from everyone: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Had an imaginary friend: Of Course&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to hook up with a friend: Nope...wait...sort of yes.&lt;br /&gt;Cried during a flick: Yes, although I don&apos;t remember what one. &lt;br /&gt;Had a crush on a teacher: School teacher: Nope Guitar Teacher: HELL YEAh &lt;br /&gt;Ever thought an animated character was hot: Hehe, yes.&lt;br /&gt;Ever at anytime owned a new kids on the block cd: Ugh, nope.&lt;br /&gt;Prank called somoene: Bahaha, yes! &lt;br /&gt;Been on stage: Yup, Guys and Dolls, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------Favorites-------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shampoo: Moisturizing stuff.&lt;br /&gt;body wash: Bath and Body Works Plumeria schtuff.  Smells GOOD. &lt;br /&gt;colors: Black, dark red, dark blue, green&lt;br /&gt;day/night: night&lt;br /&gt;online smiley: :D&lt;br /&gt;lace or satin: satin.  Lace itches like a mo.&lt;br /&gt;union or confederate: union I guess.&lt;br /&gt;like anyone: MIKE!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------Friends-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;known the longest of your friends: Courtney&lt;br /&gt;whos the loudest: Gah, I dunno Amy probably.&lt;br /&gt;whos the shyest: Courtney.&lt;br /&gt;who you go to for advice: I usually go online and ask Nidal or Moe or someone.&lt;br /&gt;who do you cry with: Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------in the last 2 wks------------ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cried: Actually, I don&apos;t remember.&lt;br /&gt;cut your hair: Nope&lt;br /&gt;worn a skirt: No (thank god)&lt;br /&gt;been mean: Tehehe, yes.&lt;br /&gt;been sarcastic: every day.&lt;br /&gt;talked to someone you have crush on: Nope&lt;br /&gt;missed someone: Yes&lt;br /&gt;hugged someone: yes&lt;br /&gt;fought w/ your parents: of course.&lt;br /&gt;wished upon a star: actually, yes.&lt;br /&gt;laughed until you cried:Haha, yeah, George Carlin is freaking hilarious, and now I know thanks to Tony.&lt;br /&gt;played truth or dare: Yes.  We always play at Amys.  Last time, James had to hump a pole...hehe.&lt;br /&gt;watched a sunrise/ sunset: no&lt;br /&gt;went to the beach at night: I live in Illinois.  Yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;read a book for fun: Yup.  I&apos;m on Blood Cantical at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;ate a meal: Duh. &lt;br /&gt;are you happy: Yeah, but my foot is asleep and its tingling.  Making me not happy.&lt;br /&gt;drank alcohol: I&apos;ve never drank.&lt;br /&gt;smoked: Yes (and I regret it.)&lt;br /&gt;done a drug: Nope&lt;br /&gt;had sex: Nope&lt;br /&gt;made out: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;gone on a date: no&lt;br /&gt;gone to the mall: yes!&lt;br /&gt;eaten an entire box of box of oreos: no&lt;br /&gt;eaten sushi: no&lt;br /&gt;been dumped: no&lt;br /&gt;gone skating: no&lt;br /&gt;made homemade cookies: actually, we did at Amys&lt;br /&gt;gone skinny dipping: *snarf*  NO&lt;br /&gt;dyed your hair: I think I did that over two weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;been trashed or extremely intoxicated: no&lt;br /&gt;been caught &quot;doing something&quot;: NO&lt;br /&gt;gotten beaten up: Nope&lt;br /&gt;shoplifted: No, &lt;br /&gt;changed who you were to fit in: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;age you hope to be married: Hmm...I don&apos;t really know.  When I meet the right guy I guess.&lt;br /&gt;numbers/ names of children: I don&apos;t really know if I want kids.  I like a lot of names. Boys: Aidan, Airic, Owen, (Marius and Corin are really cool, but I dunno if I&apos;d name my kids that). Girls: ...I&apos;m getting a blank.&lt;br /&gt;describe your dream wedding: At night, on the beach or something, not many people.&lt;br /&gt;where you want to go to college: Art Institute of Chicago, or a film school.&lt;br /&gt;what country would you most like to visit: Ireland, England, Scottland, Austrailia&lt;br /&gt;best first date location: I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------do you believe in....------------ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god/devil: Yes&lt;br /&gt;love: Yes&lt;br /&gt;the closet monster: Yup, his names Marvin.  If you give him a sock he goes away.&lt;br /&gt;the big bang theory: No&lt;br /&gt;heaven/hell: yes&lt;br /&gt;superstitions: nope&lt;br /&gt;who named you: My mom.&lt;br /&gt;last time you showered: last night.&lt;br /&gt;last thing you said online: *poof*&lt;br /&gt;what is your computer desk made of: I dunno.  Stuff.&lt;br /&gt;what was the last thing that you ate: Casey&apos;s pizza..:D&lt;br /&gt;what is your favorite state: I don&apos;t have one.&lt;br /&gt;where do you wanna go on your honeymoon: Ireland, Paris, Spain, England.&lt;br /&gt;who do you wanna spend the rest of your life w/: Don&apos;t ask me that.  I&apos;m 15.&lt;br /&gt;how many buddies do you have on your list: 59.  I used to have over a hundred.&lt;br /&gt;hows the weather right now: Its cool outside, its sunny.  Its pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;what the best thing that you find attractive in the opposite sex: Voice, hair, hands, PERSONALITY.&lt;br /&gt;favorite hair color on the opposite sex: BLUE, or black, dark brown is also good.&lt;br /&gt;pizza or ice cream: pizza.&lt;br /&gt;dream car: Eclipse.&lt;br /&gt;what do you want to be when you grow up: Filmmaker.&lt;br /&gt;favorite music: Rock (Linkin Park!) &lt;br /&gt;favorite movies: Almost Famous, Thirteen, Pirates of the Carribean, Star Wars, LOTR.&lt;br /&gt;favorite day: Friday.&lt;br /&gt;least favorite day of the yr: I don&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;are you to shy to ask someone out: Yup, although I have no one to ask out.&lt;br /&gt;if you could change your name, what would it be: I dunno, not Katie.&lt;br /&gt;do you sleep w/ a stuffed animal: It always ends up in the floor.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever been in love: Possibly.&lt;br /&gt;what will your first sons name be: meh...I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;do you like scary or happy movies better: both&lt;br /&gt;lust or love: love, but I&apos;m at the age where lust wins out sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;do you consider cheerleading a sport: sometimes.  Not in Neoga.&lt;br /&gt;do u want your friends to do this survey: if they feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;whens your bday: Feb. 25th.&lt;br /&gt;how old will you be: 16! WOO.&lt;br /&gt;inny or outy: inny&lt;br /&gt;righty or left: righty&lt;br /&gt;the shoes you wore today: I have on my old purple slippers.  They smell bad.&lt;br /&gt;your weakness: I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;your perfect pizza: Bacon cheeseburger pizza from Caseys.&lt;br /&gt;goal youd like to achieve: and Oscar for best director. (I know...yeah right)&lt;br /&gt;your most over used phrase on aim: lol&lt;br /&gt;your thought first waking up: Shut up, assholes. (seriously, it is)&lt;br /&gt;your best physical feature: I don&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;your bedtime: Whenever &lt;br /&gt;your most missed memory: -----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------DO YOU----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curse: Bahahaa, yes!  When I&apos;m with Amy, its way too much.&lt;br /&gt;sing: When no ones around, because I suck.&lt;br /&gt;want to get married: yeah&lt;br /&gt;believe in yourself: nope, not really.&lt;br /&gt;number of ppl I could trust w/ my life: dunno.&lt;br /&gt;number of cds that I own: over 100, I don&apos;t know for sure.&lt;br /&gt;number of piercings: 5.&lt;br /&gt;number of tattoos: 0&lt;br /&gt;number of scars of my body: I have a few from different things.  Nothing big.&lt;br /&gt;number of things in my past that I regret: too many.&lt;br /&gt;current clothes: lounge pants tshirt and hoodie.&lt;br /&gt;current mood: tired and mad at the stupid kids in the living room for being loud.&lt;br /&gt;current taste: Pizza.&lt;br /&gt;current makeup: smeared eye liner(I just woke up)&lt;br /&gt;current hair: pulled up, curly, dry.  MESSY.&lt;br /&gt;current annoyance: the kids in the next room and the playstation.&lt;br /&gt;current smell: My hoodie smells good, like the good laundry detergent.&lt;br /&gt;current favorite artist: LIIIIIIINNNNNNNKKKKIIIIIIIIINNNNN PPPPAAAAAAAAAARRRRRKKKK!&lt;br /&gt;current desktop pic: a background I made.  Its awesome.&lt;br /&gt;current worry: Will Kaleb ever go home.&lt;br /&gt;last person you touched: my brother.  I actually gave him a hug because he&apos;s leaving today for a week.&lt;br /&gt;you talked to: My mom.&lt;br /&gt;you instant messaged: Moe, Tony, Bec.&lt;br /&gt;laughed w/: Tony about George Carlin.&lt;br /&gt;talked on the phone w/: My dad actually.  He called and wants me to go to his house Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------are you...-------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;understanding: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;open minded: kind of&lt;br /&gt;arrogant: I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;insecure: yeah&lt;br /&gt;interesting: I hope so&lt;br /&gt;random: yeah&lt;br /&gt;hungry: no&lt;br /&gt;friendly: sure&lt;br /&gt;smart: depends on the topic&lt;br /&gt;moody: yeah&lt;br /&gt;childish: tehee...yes.&lt;br /&gt;independent: sure&lt;br /&gt;hard working: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;organized: in my own way.&lt;br /&gt;healthy: kind of.&lt;br /&gt;shy: depends.&lt;br /&gt;difficult: yeah&lt;br /&gt;bored easily: yes&lt;br /&gt;thirsty: Yes&lt;br /&gt;responsible: yes&lt;br /&gt;obsessed: Hmmm...YEAH&lt;br /&gt;angry: when its needed.&lt;br /&gt;happy: at the moment I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------who do you want to..------------ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kill: no one.  Well, someone, but I won&apos;t tell.&lt;br /&gt;slap: Seth and kaleb.&lt;br /&gt;get really wasted w/: No one, although Amy and I have an inside joke about that involving Billy from Good Charlotte.&lt;br /&gt;get high w/: eww...no one.&lt;br /&gt;look like: Gwen Stefani (with a few of my own assests)&lt;br /&gt;love: my family, my friends, (Mike, Doug, and Billy M.:))</description>
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  <lj:music>Night Alone//Mest</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Aug 2004 03:56:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;em&gt;And meme! Part of being on Livejournal.com is inevitably gaining a number of LJ buddies. Unfortunately, as time wears on, it&apos;s easy to forget where all of them came from. Post this in your journal and have your friends respond with how they recall first &apos;meeting&apos; you.&lt;/em&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Aug 2004 03:50:37 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Today was Casey&apos;s last day as my guitar teacher.&amp;nbsp; He rocked.&amp;nbsp; He was hot, lol.&amp;nbsp; At the beginning I totally had a crush on him, but it faded away because it was awkward during lessons for me, because I wasn&apos;t acting myself.&amp;nbsp; Oh well, now he&apos;s gone and I probably will never see him again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc0000&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;FAREWELL CASEY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;I got my new blend up.&amp;nbsp; It doesn&apos;t look right, but its ok for now.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully I&apos;ll get it fixed soon.&amp;nbsp; I got a Linkin Park patch and a Good Charlotte patch for my guitar case, and I also got a Linkin Park sticker from Sam Goody.&amp;nbsp; I absolutely love LP.&amp;nbsp; They are my band:D.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I got my mom reading Harry Potter.&amp;nbsp; She&apos;s on&amp;nbsp;Order of the Pheonix.&amp;nbsp; I started to tell her some of my theories, but I stopped because it would&apos;ve given away the ending.&amp;nbsp; Then she would have killed me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;ELENA IS COMING IN 5 DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;HOORAY!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Later,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Katie.&lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Aug 2004 19:30:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oh man...another new obsession.</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve been listening to Hoobastank a lot lately, and yes, I&apos;ve developed a new obsession.  They freakin rock! Their latest album, The Reason, is fantastic!  In honor of my new obsession, here&apos;s a pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v297/katies_banners/_71305-4B-2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m loving the lead singer, Doug Robb.  He&apos;s the one sitting down in the tan(ish) shirt.  Gah...SO HOT.  Then I discovered for myself that in their newest video for Same Direction, Joel from Good Charlotte, and CHESTER is in it.  Its great.  I told Amy about Chester and she flipped out.  It was hilarious.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Aug 2004 01:29:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I keep trying to switch my layout around, and to have this &lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v297/katies_banners/mikeyspikey.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as my background.  It won&apos;t work.  Stupid thing.  It took me forever, now I can&apos;t use it.*rips hair out*</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Aug 2004 23:20:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Got back from Amy&apos;s today.  I always go there, stay two nights, come home and stay a night, go back and stay two nights...its crazy.  I think I&apos;ve spent more time at her house this summer than at mine.  Her psycho sister finally moved out.  Amy, her brother, his friend, and I partied.  It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to better things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT MY CDS BACK!  WOOO. Oh how I missed them.  Pathetic, I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I&apos;m going to change my layout.  I can&apos;t really decide on what to change it to though.  I&apos;m looking through Linkin Park lyrics to inspire me.  They haven&apos;t failed me yet.</description>
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  <lj:music>Don&apos;t Stay-Linkin Park</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Aug 2004 01:47:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>holy shiz.</title>
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  <description>I forgot my CDs at Amys house.  Not just a couple, but ALL OF THEM.  All my Good Charlottes.  My Yellowcard, my Jet, my Three Days Grace, my Rooney, my mixes, and worst of all...ALL MY MY LINKIN PARKS!  *sobs*  DAMMIT.  Right now I&apos;m so mad.</description>
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  <lj:music>Number 2 on the Used, but I don&apos;t know what the name is.</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 01 Aug 2004 23:23:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>THE BAAADDD COLORRRR!</title>
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  <description>I haven&apos;t updated for a few days.  I&apos;ve been at Amys as usual.  I&apos;m always at Amys.  We saw The Village yesterday.  I loved it!  My review is under the cut, so don&apos;t read it if you haven&apos;t seen it and don&apos;t want it spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok, going into the theater I was expecting it to be scary, the kind of movie that would make you jump and anticipate what was going to happen.  I went with Amy, her dad, her brother, and her brothers friend Jim.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were walking up to go buy our tickets, some woman was complaining, &quot;It just wasn&apos;t what I thought it was.  Scary to me isn&apos;t deranged Amish people.&quot;  We figured she was talking about The Village from some other comments she made, but I can&apos;t remember at first.  We bought our tickets, waited half an hour, and the movie finally started.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first person I recognized was Adrien Brody.  Fantastic actor, I think he&apos;s brilliant.  I started to laugh when he stood up and started to clap and laugh when the scary noises started.  Then the movie moved on and I saw Joaquin Pheonix.  *melt*.  I&apos;ve secretly loved him since I saw Signs.  He&apos;s part of the reason I wanted to see the movie.  Ok, moving on.  I cracked up when Kittie professed her undying love for Lucius, and he&apos;s just standing there.  That was fricken hilarious.  Then there was the whole color thing.  THat was cool.  For those who&apos;ve seen it, I bet his color was RED.  The whole car ride home, whenever we saw red, we would scream THE BADDDD COLORRRR!  It was fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had expected Joaquin to go into the woods, not Ivy.  Ivy kinda annoyed me, but the girl who played her did a great job.  When Noah started to stab Lucius I was like, OH MY GOD.  HE CAN&apos;T BLOODY DIE!  Then later when I found out the thingys weren&apos;t real, I was like, AWW MAN.  It would be funner if they were real. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw M. Night in the reflection on the glass when *Kevin got the medicine out of the thing.  I told Amy who it was.  The ending wasn&apos;t as good as it should&apos;ve been.  I saw it coming.  I wish I hadn&apos;t.  He should&apos;ve made the things real.  Then I was sad when Noah fell in the hole and died.  Sadness, but then again, he stabbed my Joaquin.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &quot;elders&quot; were screwed up.  Who in the world would want to live like that?  No medicine, no movies, no music.  There is no way, even if someone I loved *so* much died, that I would leave everything to go live in the middle of a nature preserve.  Nuh uh.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I loved the movie and will hopefully go see it again once I aquire some cash. </description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2004 19:52:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I got home from Amys around 1:30.  I had been there since Tuesday afternoon, and I wasn&apos;t even ready to come home, but I had guitar lessons.  Then it turns out mom said I didn&apos;t have to go because she couldn&apos;t take me anyway because she has bible school or something. I didn&apos;t care much because I haven&apos;t practiced much.  I only have one lesson left with Casey(my hot guitar teacher in case you didn&apos;t know).  He&apos;s going to college.  *sniff*.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy and I watched this backstage pass thing on MTV2 last night.  There were two episodes, one was of Linkin Park and one of Good Charlotte, my two favorite bands.  We were pretty stoked.  I had her tape them for me.  Linkin Park absolutely rocked my socks off, but then Good Charlotte came and they weren&apos;t sounding very good.  I think Joel had a cold or something, he sounded sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my &quot;Frat Party at the Pancake House&quot; Linkin Park DVD.  I&apos;m going to go watch it after I get done burning CDs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 Jul 2004 23:12:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>IWe have to escape and I will go anywhere if you just lead the way...</title>
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  <description>I spent the day with family.  Shoot me please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out I woke up at 11:55 to my mom yelling at Seth(heh heh).  She said something about &quot;If you keep this up you&apos;re not going...blah blah blah&quot; so I decided to go downstairs and investigate.  I found out they were going to Effingham to Walmart and McDonalds to eat, and I wanted a bacon cheeseburger since last night, so I though I could maybe get mom to go to Wendys instead.  Then I got dressed, brushed my hair and teeth, did all the stuff to get ready and we took off.  As we entered Effingham I asked mom if we could go to Wendys and she shot that idea down.  I was mad because I didn&apos;t really want to go to McDonalds, but then again I was hungry and didn&apos;t want to boycott at that particular moment.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ate the not-so-great food and went to the bible bookstore for what seemed like a million hours.  I stayed in the car and listened to my new Hoobastank CD.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Walmart.  I got a pair of jeans and some fuzzy flipflop things on layaway.  Mom actually bought me some Spiderman shoe laces.  I don&apos;t really like Spiderman, but they look cool with my converse.  I wish they had X-Men...stupid losers.*sniff* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we came back home because the rest of my so called family had to go to Vacation Bible School *snort*.  I HATED Vacation Bible School.  My little brother does too as he kindly screamed at everyone last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get out of this shit-hole down.  Everyone tells me, &quot;You&apos;ll grow up here and get married and have kids and marry a farmer.&quot;  HELL NO.  Not gonna happen.  There is no way any of that is going to happen...not staying in Neoga, and I&apos;m sure as hell not going to marry a farmer.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Jul 2004 19:18:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sleep with one eye open, gripping your pillow tight.</title>
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  <description>I actually slept last night.  I didn&apos;t get as much sleep as I probably should have, but I did get some, so I&apos;m greatful.  My dog decided she wanted to sleep with me, so it was quite uncomfortable because she takes up half the bed and her foot was in back all night.  She&apos;s in the floor beside me actually.  Here are a couple pictures of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/XIParadiseLostIX/GracieLou.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice my X-Men lunch box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/XIParadiseLostIX/graciexmen.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is on their way home from camp.  My mom called a bit ago and said it would be about an hour.  How depressing...ugh.  Well, I&apos;m going to go clean my room up a bit.  Its thrashed.&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;br /&gt;Katie</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Jul 2004 03:50:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I made another blend.  Amy did my dishes so I told her I would make her a Chester blend.  Its under the cut.  Tell me what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img13.exs.cx/img13/5288/amyschestermolester.gif&quot; alt=&quot;Image Hosted by ImageShack.us&quot; /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Jul 2004 01:59:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>FINALLY A LAYOUT I&apos;M IN LOVE WITH &amp;lt;3</title>
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  <description>Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!! I finally finished my layout.  I went to free_stylin and found a Linkin Park layout I liked, but then I replaced the pictures and the colors and made it my own *tear*.  I am finally happy with it.  Isn&apos;t it sexy?  Hehe.</description>
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  <lj:music>Big Brother in the other room.</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 24 Jul 2004 21:33:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Mike Shinoda &amp;lt;3</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m still not happy with my layout.  I love my Mike blend, but the layout in general is bugging me.  I need help on it because I have no idea how to do it alone.  I imagine I&apos;ll screw around with it a bit later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Courtney, Amy, and Sarah all stayed the night at my house since my mom and stepdad are in Indiana.  I was on the computer until 4 talking to Tony.  Quite an interesting conversation we had.  Then after that we started to watch Jeepers Creepers 2. *shudder*  Earlier that night we had watched Ghost Ship, Gothika, and Texas Chainsaw Massacre in that order.  After TCM I took a break and got online.  We all were a tad bit freaked after that, but we all calmed down except Courtney, who continued to be freaked until she left this morning at 10. Sarah left around noon and Amy left around 3:45.  I need to go take a shower and take a nap.  There is no way i&apos;ll be able to sit through church tomorrow morning.  Hopefully I won&apos;t have to go.  My sleeping habits are going to be so off now...its going to be murder getting them back to normal.  I&apos;m going to get off here now and take my shower.  Hopefully I&apos;ll get a short nap in and go to Amy&apos;s or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Jul 2004 08:20:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>New layout...majorly.  Take a look.  I&apos;ll post more later.</description>
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  <lj:music>My dog pleasantly snoring.</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Jul 2004 03:53:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Ok, I made another Mike blend, but this one is different from the others.  I used brushes and text and stuff, Its under the cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/XIParadiseLostIX/mikethings.gif&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Jul 2004 01:44:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m finally free!  My whole family went to Indiana for camp and I&apos;m here by myself.  The whole house is mine!  Its just me and my dog.  I&apos;m so completely happy!  I can listen to my music as loud as I want.  I can stay up until dawn if I feel like it.  I can talk on the phone, jump up and down, do whatever I want.  Its great!  I can&apos;t wait until I have my own apartment.  Its a great feeling.</description>
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  <lj:music>Somewhere I Belong-Linkin Park Live in Texas</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jul 2004 02:10:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Changed my layout again sorta.  Its not really my layout, but my picture I guess.  I don&apos;t know, take a look and tell me what you think.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jul 2004 01:24:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ok, here are some more...</title>
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  <description>Here are two more of Mike:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/XIParadiseLostIX/hot.gif&quot;&gt;http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/XIParadiseLostIX/hot.gif&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/XIParadiseLostIX/blendyblendblend.gif&quot;&gt;http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/XIParadiseLostIX/blendyblendblend.gif&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>In the End-LP</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jul 2004 00:21:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Screwing around with blends.</title>
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  <description>Ok, I made a couple blends.  They are of Mike, of course...hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/XIParadiseLostIX/Mikething.gif&quot;&gt;http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/XIParadiseLostIX/Mikething.gif&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/XIParadiseLostIX/another.gif&quot;&gt;http://img21.photobucket.com/albums/v62/XIParadiseLostIX/another.gif&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn&apos;t really do much except blend them together.  Hopefully I&apos;ll get better at it.</description>
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  <lj:music>Step Up-Linkin Park</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Jul 2004 04:01:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ok, part three is done.  His POV(point of view)...</title>
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  <description>This is just part 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He saw her from his seat.  He wasn&apos;t sure what she was looking at, but he could tell she was becoming upset.  He wanted to walk over to her, to comfort her, to kiss her until they both collapsed, but he knew he had to contain himself.  She looked so sad.  He tried to turn away, but he was worried.  What was making her so upset?  He saw her start to cry.  He got out of the chair he was sitting in and walked over to the computer, trying not to make a noise.  He was looking at her, trying to get her to look at him.  He could see her body shaking.  She clicked the box that was open, closed.  He knew she didn&apos;t want him to see it.  He was slightly puzzled at this, but he let it go.  He wanted her to get up, fall into his arms, and tell him everything.  If she was hurting, he wanted to take that hurt upon himself.  He didn&apos;t want to see her suffer.  Finally she looked at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What&apos;s wrong?&quot; He asked, with genuine concern.  He wanted to know, he wanted to help.  He could see she was hurting, he wanted to hurt for her.  Tears were streaming down her face now.  The went to wipe them away and paused as his hand lay on her cheek.  He heard her gasp, only loud enough for the both of them to hear.  Suddenly she rose out of the chair.  He stepped back, not expecting it.  She started to run up the stairs to the room she was staying in.  He wanted to follow her, to grab her and tell her it would be ok.  He knew he should wait a little bit.  He was getting questioning looks from his friends in the next room, but he ignored them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly he made his way over to the steps.  As he climbed them, one by one, he thought about how sad she looked.  He loved her, he didn&apos;t want her to suffer.  He reached her room, the door was shut.  He knocked, and called her name quietly, so she would know it was him.  He knew this wasn&apos;t necessary, she knew it was him.  She opened the door.  His heart ached for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Are you ok?&quot;  He asked, knowing the answer.  She wasn&apos;t ok, anyone could see that.  He embraced her, and held on to her tightly.  He never wanted to let go.  She started to sob.  He held her even tighter.  Suddenly she pulled back.  She was staring up at him with her big brown eyes.  She whispered something, something he couldn&apos;t make out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What was that, love?&quot;  He asked her, speaking in barely more than a whisper himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I...I love you.&quot;  She said, choking back the sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want the whole story, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    She stared at the computer screen, tears forming in her eyes.  Her hands were shaking as she clutched the mouse.  She couldn&apos;t believe what she was seeing.  She was trying her hardest not to cry.  She knew he was watching.  She could feel his eyes upon her.  The first tear fell.  She knew they wouldn&apos;t stop, now that they had started.  Her head fell.  She felt him move toward her.  It was like they were on the same brainwaves lately.  He quietly walked over to her.  She looked back at the screen and exited the box.  She couldn&apos;t look at him.  She wouldn&apos;t let herself.  She couldn&apos;t let him see her cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What&apos;s wrong?&quot; he asked her softly.  She looked up at him, knowing what would happen, tears flowing down her cheeks.  He raised his hand to her face and started to wipe away the tears with his thumb.  The warmth of his hand on her cheek made her quietly gasp.  She didn&apos;t want him to let go.  She rose out of the chair quickly, almost knocking it over.  He stepped back, startled.  She started to run up stairs to the room she was staying in.  She knew he would follow.  Thats just the kind of guy he was.  She wasn&apos;t sure if this was a good thing or bad thing.  If anyone found out...She ran to the room and shut the door, but didn&apos;t lock it.  She knew it was wrong, but she would let him in.  Sure enough, a couple minutes later, there was a knock on her door.  He called her name, not loud, just loud enough so she could hear him.  She got up and walked over to the door.  The knob turned and there he was.  He looked at her with his caring eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Are you ok?&quot; he asked her.  She nodded.  He pulled her into a hug.  Her face pressing against his chest.  She started to sob.  He comforted her, whispering to her.  She loved him, and he loved her, but they both knew that no one could know.  It wasn&apos;t right.  This couldn&apos;t happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He saw her from his seat.  He wasn&apos;t sure what she was looking at, but he could tell she was becoming upset.  He wanted to walk over to her, to comfort her, to kiss her until they both collapsed, but he knew he had to contain himself.  She looked so sad.  He tried to turn away, but he was worried.  What was making her so upset?  He saw her start to cry.  He got out of the chair he was sitting in and walked over to the computer, trying not to make a noise.  He was looking at her, trying to get her to look at him.  He could see her body shaking.  She clicked the box that was open, closed.  He knew she didn&apos;t want him to see it.  He was slightly puzzled at this, but he let it go.  He wanted her to get up, fall into his arms, and tell him everything.  If she was hurting, he wanted to take that hurt upon himself.  He didn&apos;t want to see her suffer.  Finally she looked at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What&apos;s wrong?&quot; He asked, with genuine concern.  He wanted to know, he wanted to help.  He could see she was hurting, he wanted to hurt for her.  Tears were streaming down her face now.  The went to wipe them away and paused as his hand lay on her cheek.  He heard her gasp, only loud enough for the both of them to hear.  Suddenly she rose out of the chair.  He stepped back, not expecting it.  She started to run up the stairs to the room she was staying in.  He wanted to follow her, to grab her and tell her it would be ok.  He knew he should wait a little bit.  He was getting questioning looks from his friends in the next room, but he ignored them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly he made his way over to the steps.  As he climbed them, one by one, he thought about how sad she looked.  He loved her, he didn&apos;t want her to suffer.  He reached her room, the door was shut.  He knocked, and called her name quietly, so she would know it was him.  He knew this wasn&apos;t necessary, she knew it was him.  She opened the door.  His heart ached for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Are you ok?&quot;  He asked, knowing the answer.  She wasn&apos;t ok, anyone could see that.  He embraced her, and held on to her tightly.  He never wanted to let go.  She started to sob.  He held her even tighter.  Suddenly she pulled back.  She was staring up at him with her big brown eyes.  She whispered something, something he couldn&apos;t make out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What was that, love?&quot;  He asked her, speaking in barely more than a whisper himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I...I love you.&quot;  She said, choking back the sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me what you think...please? *gives out cookies*</description>
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