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  <title>Since you've been gone</title>
  <subtitle>.You I cannot judge.</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Vermin</name>
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  <updated>2005-03-22T13:34:37Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bloodreddaisy:34475</id>
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    <title>bloodreddaisy @ 2005-03-22T13:20:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-22T13:34:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-22T13:34:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;In Physics. Bored. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;[x] I've consumed alcohol.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I've run away from home.&lt;br&gt;[x] I have lied to my parents about where I am.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I don't like Bush because from what I hear, he is dumb.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I don't like Bush with my own reasons to back it up.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I am for Bush.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I listen to political music.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I collect comic books.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I shut others out when I'm depressed.&lt;br&gt;[x] I open up to others easily.&lt;br&gt;[x] I am keeping a secret from the world&lt;br&gt;[x] I watch the news.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I own over 5 rap CDs.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I own something from Hot Topic&lt;br&gt;[x] I love Disney Movies.&lt;br&gt;[x] I am a sucker for hair/eyes&lt;br&gt;[ ] I don't kill bugs.&lt;br&gt;[x] I curse regularly.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I paid for that cell phone ring.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I am a sports fanatic.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I have "x"s in my screen name.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I've slipped out a "lol" in a real conversation. &lt;br&gt;[ ] I love Spam. &lt;br&gt;[x] I bake well.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I would wear pajamas to school. (for a specific purpose not out of laziness)&lt;br&gt;[ ] I own something from Abercrombie.&lt;br&gt;[x] I have a job&lt;br&gt;[ ] I love Martha Stewart.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I am in love with love.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I am guilty oF tYpInG lIkE tHiS.&lt;br&gt;[x] I am self conscious.&lt;br&gt;[x] I like to laugh.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I smoke a pack a day.&lt;br&gt;[x] I loved Perks of Being a Wallflower.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I loved Go Ask Alice.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I have cough drops when I'm not sick.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I can't swallow pills.&lt;br&gt;[x] I can swallow about 5 pills at a time no problem&lt;br&gt;[ ] I eat fast food weekly.&lt;br&gt;[x] I have many scars.&lt;br&gt;[x] I've been out of this country.&lt;br&gt;[x] I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I am really ticklish.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I see a therapist.&lt;br&gt;[x] I love chocolate.&lt;br&gt;[ ] I bite my nails.&lt;br&gt;[x] I am comfortable with being me.&lt;br&gt;[x] I play video games.&lt;br&gt;[x] I'm single&lt;br&gt;[ ] I'm in a relationship&lt;br&gt;[x] Gotten lost in your city&lt;br&gt;[x] Saw a shooting star&lt;br&gt;[x] Been to any other countries besides the united states&lt;br&gt;[ ] I had serious surgery&lt;br&gt;[ ] Gone out in public in your pajamas&lt;br&gt;[x] I have Kissed a Stranger&lt;br&gt;[x] Hugged a stranger&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been in a fist fight&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been arrested&lt;br&gt;[x] Pushed all the buttons on an elevator&lt;br&gt;[ ] Made out in an elevator&lt;br&gt;[x] Swore at your parents&lt;br&gt;[x] Kicked a guy where it hurts&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been in love&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been to a casino&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been skydiving&lt;br&gt;[x] Broken a bone&lt;br&gt;[x] Skipped school&lt;br&gt;[x] Flashed someone&lt;br&gt;[x] Done the splits&lt;br&gt;[x] Played spin the bottle&lt;br&gt;[x] Gotten stitches&lt;br&gt;[ ] Drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour&lt;br&gt;[x] Bitten someone&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been to Niagara Falls&lt;br&gt;[x] Gotten the chicken pox&lt;br&gt;[x] Kissed a member of the same sex&lt;br&gt;[ ] Crashed into a friend's car&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been to Japan&lt;br&gt;[x] Ridden in a taxi&lt;br&gt;[ ] Shoplifted&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been fired&lt;br&gt;[ ] Ever had a crush on someone of the same sex&lt;br&gt;[x] Had feelings for someone who didnt have them back&lt;br&gt;[ ] Stole something from your job (lots of foods)&lt;br&gt;[ ] Gone on a blind date&lt;br&gt;[x] Lied to a friend&lt;br&gt;[x] Had a crush on a teacher&lt;br&gt;[ ] Celebrated mardigras in New Orleans&lt;br&gt;[x] Been to Europe&lt;br&gt;[ ] Slept with a co-worker&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been married&lt;br&gt;[ ] Gotten divorced&lt;br&gt;[ ] Had children&lt;br&gt;[x] Saw someone dying&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been to Africa&lt;br&gt;[x] Driven over 400 miles in one day (well someone did the driving)&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been to Canada&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been to Mexico&lt;br&gt;[x] Been on a plane&lt;br&gt;[x] Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show (yeah baby!)&lt;br&gt;[ ] Thrown up in a bar&lt;br&gt;[ ] Eaten Sushi&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been snowboarding&lt;br&gt;[] Been Skiing&lt;br&gt;[x] Met someone in person from the internet&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been to a moto cross show&lt;br&gt;[ ] Lost a child&lt;br&gt;[ ] Gone to college&lt;br&gt;[ ] Graduated college&lt;br&gt;[ ] Done hard drugs&lt;br&gt;[x] Taken painkillers &lt;br&gt;[?] Had someone cheat on you&lt;br&gt;[x] Miss someone right now&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bloodreddaisy:34191</id>
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    <title>Everytime I see your face your smile is shining through</title>
    <published>2005-03-05T22:08:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-05T22:08:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ultrabeat - Feeling fine</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well well... great night yesters (***grinnnnnn***)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Went aller Aimz at about 7pm to get changed into something more... nightlife-esc. - I had a nose-bleed, a heavy one : ( .. but it was in Jon's bathroom.. so that Ok.&lt;br /&gt; Went to Meadowhall to see a fil... ended up watching Hide and Seek... I actually did shit myself a bit (not literally) cause like, the screens so big and u can't turn anywhere and there's all these couples who can hide behind eachother... I had to settle for trying to hide behind Aimees ear. Anyway, good film actually.. although naturally I followed it right up until the last 10 minutes in which after I just ddin't get what any fo the film had been on about.&lt;br /&gt;  Then we went into the bus station to get the last bus to town at 20 to 12, of course we ran into the *WMC CREW* from school which annoyed me, Ainsley gave me much puzzled looks seeing as he's always thought I was a goth and as everyone really should know by now I'm not. Although, Brad did say I have a nice behind.. which I will ragg the nobber to death for at any opportunity available.&lt;br /&gt;  Went into town eveentually getting there at around midnight I think, bumped (unfortunately) into Craig and his other stoned freind who said they wanted to take us home in Jaggers Taxi (err.. fuck no), but we didn't so Craig undid my bra before I could count to 3 (I counted fast as well the bitch).&lt;br /&gt;  We then went to this club/pub thing that I can't spell the name of.. of course we got served for quite a bit of alcohol... some VERY nice males in there actually, bar the older, plumper ones amongst them which of course taked a liking to us (joy). However, there was this one person *blushes* who in the end came over and asked for my number and oooh he was gorgeous and had an amazlingly cool smile. So yes.. we kissed and all of that and it was guurd but then when he went to the loo this nobber came to talk to me saying all this nonsense about him going back to Iraq on Tuesday.. well, it wasn't nonsense it was true cause he showed me his army thingi.. but anyway, I didn't like him cause Si(lovely one) kept looking at me while I was talking toh im so I was all distracted and things, anyway in the end he tried to take me upstairs (nobber one) which I refused to partake in, although he did buy me a drink and gave me his flashing blue thing from around his neck which I'd inwardly been wanting.&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway he eventually disappeared and we all turned out at about 2am, me et Si said goodbye but then while we were outside me n Aim n this other girl we were talking to were stood on the opposite side to him, he phoned and said hi, but then decided to come over, so me and Si, and Aim and Luke... and Neil went down to get some foodage... after lurking about there for about half an hour Si offered to drive us home, so we eventually agreed and we all piled into his vehicle, discovered he is actualy a very gorgeous driver as well :D for some reason the 2 hours we spent in the car with them waiting outside aimz house were very funny ones, i just laughed.. like.. loads.. and god yeah we made the windows steam up. &lt;br /&gt;  Anyway, after much trying to tear ourselves apart from each of other we got back at about 5am. I had another nose bleed.. this time over Aimees carpet.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; And I thin kthat's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh.. nope, wait.. after being in *place I can't spell the name of* I have totally discovered that I genuinely adore dance and RnB music. :D</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bloodreddaisy:33980</id>
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    <title>Get out of my head</title>
    <published>2005-03-03T15:37:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-03T15:37:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Every breath you take (punk cover)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Riiiight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Oooh I haven't written anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Erm, well,... I met Matt avec whom I had a brief fling with - www.faceparty.com/mattilda - he's so lovely... trust me ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Uhm, skipped god knows how many lessons this week with Aim et Carl, listened to a french tape where the man sounded EXACTLY like him off of Little Britain (not the baldy one) - got an A* (fuck yeah), had to resit both my math modules today because as the whole world and his wife knows, I am SHIT at maths.&lt;br /&gt; Hmm.. I know more stuff has happened I've just got that thing...*creates pot noodle*... writers block.&lt;br /&gt; Errrrm... OOOooh, mutha got slotted last night on her own.. again, and once again I had to clean it up by myself because she was so drunk she couldn't even acknowledge me, plus I was trying really hard to revise for my exams today which i have far enough trouble with as it is.. I'm soprry but this just isn't fair, I had to clean her blood and vomitus up last time she went to hospital... plus then.. Dad said if she ever would do that again (implying she'd been doing it actually for a long time) that he'd leave her... : (   &lt;br /&gt;  And my heart's just too little to cope anymore.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bloodreddaisy:33583</id>
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    <title>bloodreddaisy @ 2005-02-06T18:02:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-06T18:11:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-06T18:11:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>happy hardcore - children of the night</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Okay so I didn't enclose it in a cut because I haven updated in a while and this take up space in place of where my ramblings would go.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Nicked from.. many nice people..&lt;br&gt;I've kissed someone...&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;01. &lt;b&gt;on the cheek.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;02. &lt;b&gt;on the lips.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;03. &lt;b&gt;on their hands or fingers.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;04. &lt;b&gt;in my room.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;05. &lt;b&gt;in their room.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;06. &lt;b&gt;of the same sex.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;07. &lt;b&gt;of the opposite sex.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;08. &lt;b&gt;eskimo style.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;09. &lt;b&gt;younger than me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. &lt;b&gt;older than me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. &lt;b&gt;with jet black hair.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. &lt;b&gt;with curly hair.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;13. &lt;b&gt;with blonde hair &amp;amp; green eyes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;14. with flaming red hair. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;15. &lt;b&gt;with straight hair.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ccffff"&gt;16. shorter than me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;17. &lt;b&gt;taller than me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;18. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with a lip ring.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;19. &lt;b&gt;who I had just met.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#99ffff"&gt;20. who was homosexual.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;21. &lt;b&gt;who I didn't really want to kiss.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;22. &lt;b&gt;on a holiday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#66ffff"&gt;23. who was going out with someone close to me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;24.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; who was my good friend's brother or sister.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;25. &lt;b&gt;who kissed a good friend of mine before/after me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;26. &lt;b&gt;in a graveyard.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;27. &lt;b&gt;at a show/concert.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#33ccff"&gt;28. at the beach.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;29. &lt;b&gt;in a pool, jacuzzi, or some type of water.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;30. &lt;b&gt;with dyed hair.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;31. with a shaved head.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;32. &lt;b&gt;who was/is my good friend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;33. &lt;b&gt;who was/is in a band. x100 and you're getting close to the actual figure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;34. &lt;strong&gt;who has tattoos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;35. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who is of a completely different race than me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;36. &lt;b&gt;in the rain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;37. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;with an accent.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;38. with an std.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;39. &lt;b&gt;on a boat.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;40. &lt;b&gt;in a car/cab/bus.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;41. on a plane.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;42. &lt;b&gt;at the circus/carnival.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;43. with a missing body part.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;44. &lt;b&gt;in the movies.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;45. &lt;b&gt;under the stars.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;46. &lt;b&gt;while i was drunk.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;47. &lt;strong&gt;while i was on a drug.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; kissing people&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>If you need to fall apart I can mend a broken heart</title>
    <published>2005-01-28T20:15:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-28T20:15:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Savage Garden</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Suddenly. I feel so unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;And so.. numb</content>
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    <title>bloodreddaisy @ 2005-01-22T17:07:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-22T17:05:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-22T17:05:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/DieColdHearted/1105285837_sktopsweet.jpg" border="0" alt="http://www.anime-system.narod.ru/Galleries/angel/angel17.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;In your eyes, people see kindness... You're just&lt;br&gt;so... so... so... Sweet! You're kind and love&lt;br&gt;to give others in need, a helping hand. You're&lt;br&gt;pretty shy but can be warm and friendly towards&lt;br&gt;those you know, and those who know you best.&lt;br&gt;Your sanctuary would just be any place that is&lt;br&gt;warm, cozy, and inviting to all people. You&lt;br&gt;love to show signs of affection to your lover&lt;br&gt;but a small simple talk does the trick as well&lt;br&gt;;) Sadly, your kindness can be used to your&lt;br&gt;disadvantage. People can use you, and take&lt;br&gt;advantage over your sweet and sensitive&lt;br&gt;mind.... But fear not! With you being so kind&lt;br&gt;and generous, people look up to you and adore&lt;br&gt;you ^-^ No one would dare hurt you because they&lt;br&gt;can't bear the thought of your sweet smile&lt;br&gt;turning into a frown :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/DieColdHearted/quizzes/What%20Lies%20Behind%20Your%20Eyes%3F%20(With%20Pics)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Lies Behind Your Eyes? (With Pics)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>bloodreddaisy @ 2005-01-20T21:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-20T21:56:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-20T21:56:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Spoke with Bernadette and apparently tehy say it deson't mtetr waht odrer yuor wdors are in as lnog as the fsirt and lsat are crorcet..</content>
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    <title>bloodreddaisy @ 2005-01-14T19:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-14T19:11:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-14T19:11:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Maroon 5 - Sunday morning</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ugh. Just found the poem Michael wrote and gave to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her&lt;br /&gt;Her sweet, soft cheek,&lt;br /&gt;It's only been a week,&lt;br /&gt;Tearing me apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She drives me&lt;br /&gt;Through life and death,&lt;br /&gt;'Till my last breath,&lt;br /&gt;I'm forever hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kills me&lt;br /&gt;With love and depression,&lt;br /&gt;Without a vision,&lt;br /&gt;Of her to grasp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She finds me&lt;br /&gt;From my dark space,&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes meet my face,&lt;br /&gt;And I die again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her&lt;br /&gt;And she doesn't know,&lt;br /&gt;Why I want to go,&lt;br /&gt;With her, immortal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't why i even bother, i'm just going to commit myself to a nunnery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(btw, look out for the hottest guy in the world on the sunday morning video, the one who smiles a lot and sings with someone else, so hot!)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bloodreddaisy:32303</id>
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    <title>He said any love is good love so I took what i could get, then she looked at me with big brown eyes.</title>
    <published>2005-01-12T17:42:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-12T17:42:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bachman Turner Overdrive - You ain't seen nothing yet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/em&gt; (bar the pope) should be listening to this. It's very cool. Nice people will download this song...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rainbow - Since you've been gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Likewise, only not so much.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>bloodreddaisy @ 2005-01-10T18:58:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-10T18:57:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-10T18:57:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">uhh.. Dad* ... what a bad spelling mistake by me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bloodreddaisy:31867</id>
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    <title>bloodreddaisy @ 2005-01-10T18:42:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-10T18:41:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-10T18:41:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/O/orliwhore/1038125967_DesktopLaw.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jude Law: you like them romantic and British with&lt;br&gt;beautiful green eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/orliwhore/quizzes/Which%20guy%20are%20you%20destined%20to%20have%20sex%20with%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which guy are you destined to have sex with?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out Lauren and Leannes dead has cancer and he only has a few months to live. And they don't know this yet. And they really love their Dad. And now I feel really bad :(</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bloodreddaisy:31607</id>
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    <title>bloodreddaisy @ 2005-01-06T22:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-06T22:47:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-06T22:47:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">mm'mmf fuck no. Terrance :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is this happening to me? i hate my mind i fucking hate it.</content>
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    <title>bloodreddaisy @ 2005-01-05T18:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-05T18:45:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-05T18:45:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Whoa.. don't no one go thinkin those are minus A's 'cause I need you to they're not.&lt;br /&gt;Just checking like.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bloodreddaisy:31098</id>
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    <title>stuff</title>
    <published>2005-01-05T18:43:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-05T18:43:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>it must have been good, but I lost it somehow</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table align="center" width="250"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:18px;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I AM 49% GOTH!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fuali.com/test.aspx?id=104"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fuali.com/pix/104/2.gif" alt="49% GOTH" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:10px;font-family:Verdana"&gt;Goth ny night, normal by day.  Deep in my heart I know I am evil, but not on the company's time. I do need to eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:12px;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fuali.com/test.aspx?id=104"&gt;Take the GOTH test at Fuali.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science:&lt;br /&gt;        Chem-A&lt;br /&gt;        Physics-A&lt;br /&gt;        Biology-A&lt;br /&gt;English Lit/lang:&lt;br /&gt;                 B+&lt;br /&gt;French Foundation:&lt;br /&gt;                 Listening and Reading-B&lt;br /&gt;                 Writing-B&lt;br /&gt;French Higher: &lt;br /&gt;              Listening and reading-A&lt;br /&gt;              Writing-A&lt;br /&gt;Geography:...D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimee geography:...E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha... me and Aimee really love Geoggers as well...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bloodreddaisy:30726</id>
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    <title>Touch me. Take me to that other place.</title>
    <published>2004-12-28T17:56:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-28T17:56:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Whitesnake - here I go again</lj:music>
    <content type="html">.Christmas was okay, got pretty things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Can't stand Michael... at all... I hope I never see him again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Hungover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Threw up in the bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Lovely time cleaning it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Babysitting New Year's Eve 'cause my friends are working : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Marty proposed to Bernardette on Christmas day. How sweet is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.I'm dying : (</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bloodreddaisy:30614</id>
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    <title>I never could get drunk enough to get him off my mind</title>
    <published>2004-12-14T22:05:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-14T22:05:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tommy James &amp; The Shondells - Mony mony</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Finished exams yesterday, today and tomorrow off, math revision thursday, friday off. I LOVE the Christmas holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.l.o.v.e.c.r.a.i.g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has am amazing pierced tongue kissing techniquey thingi going on. Oh how can one be so hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Will go on a diet nnnnn.ow</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bloodreddaisy:30375</id>
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    <title>Chocolate biscuits heal the soul:::Stupid Cupid stop picking on me</title>
    <published>2004-12-09T18:59:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-09T18:59:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>3 Doors Down</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My Art exam was shocking... I didn't even nearly finish it, I had no reserch done in my jounral, barely any annotation and no actual good quality work... I got a B... he shouted at me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A on chemistry... which was pretty fucking good seeing as the only revision I did was.. n-o-t-h-i-n-g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; One mark from a B on Math... I'm not going there... I hate Maths. I hate things that have to make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Geography exam was quite cool.. as any geography exam could possibly be anyway... me and Aimee sat on the ridiculously small desks next to eachother and kinda had a whispered conversation.. then Lewis's phone went off&lt;br /&gt;Lewis:*above the silence-naturally* "Thanks ya knob'ed am in an exam"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Might get my hair cut shorter it annoys me like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Only have to go into school 2 days next week! ah, this is good.   : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As ever haven't got any xmas presents to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I don't know who I am anymore.. i have the inability to express myself or get really into things and sort them out with a clear mind without thinking oh fuck this, after 2 minutes.</content>
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    <title>~Make my wish come true~</title>
    <published>2004-12-07T16:24:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-07T16:24:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mariah Carey - All I want for xmas..</lj:music>
    <content type="html">No exams = No school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No school = Hatred of daytime tv</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bloodreddaisy:29802</id>
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    <title>Time on my hands would be time spent with you</title>
    <published>2004-11-29T17:44:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-29T17:44:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Elton John - I guess that's why they call it the blues</lj:music>
    <content type="html">uhhhm... &lt;br /&gt;mind block already...&lt;br /&gt;went to Leeds... it's sooooo lovely still. It really is great.&lt;br /&gt;work was okay... Kayleigh came for lotsa hugs n stoof ... James did much frollocking about 2 stepping - just kinda looked like he was falling over to me. Got his flesh tunnels to 16mm each... with clear plug thingis in them... looks noyce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out avec Tom, tom and Shawn... bummed about in his room for a while... Frosty and Shawn have now got their ears pierced, F wanted to stretch his so he could put a wooden plug throuhg it.. but his mum went ape when he mentioned it.&lt;br /&gt; F was getting extremely close to me... I think Tom's rat is dying.. it just sat on its bum shaking and kinda slowly moving round in circles... I said we should put it down... we just left it :( Now I feel inhumane.&lt;br /&gt; After showing me picture sof them each being set oin fire in "cool" places we went out with mini steroes on Frosty's jacket so we had Jimmy Eat World blasting out for all to hear... very good actually.&lt;br /&gt; Ended up getting off with Frosty again.. twice.... why oh why do I do these things?! ... ad only just told him i like Dave as well... awww, he's finished/nearly finished the artwork of me... I sooooooo wanna see it but the fuck of tension there'd be between us may be a little strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sleeping at Growlers avec Mousy tonight... Leeds on the morning... no fucking school!!! woop... bloody deserve it seeing as I had to endure 3 hours of art this morning and two French trial exams...&lt;br /&gt;Happy dayyyyyyyyyys</content>
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    <title>He never let me leave I had to run away alone</title>
    <published>2004-11-25T21:28:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-25T21:28:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Meat Loaf - objects in the rear view mirror</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well...&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I really miss my friends&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And I shouldn't have been a bitch about Dee. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And I've just been hit with this fucking horrible feeling of missing the whole French trip we had earlier this year.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This sucks.&amp;nbsp; : ( &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Exams start tomorrow. French speaking at 9am.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So this is where my life will end then.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>bloodreddaisy @ 2004-11-25T19:09:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-25T19:08:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-25T19:08:19Z</updated>
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    <title>I hope you had the time of your life.</title>
    <published>2004-11-22T21:19:58Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-22T21:19:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Greenday - Good Riddance (live at woodstock)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So now people say I'm the kid sister of Tabby due to tha wig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Need labret piercing need labret piercing!!! why can't my parents understand it's what I want? I'd even wear a retainer thingi infront of them so they wouldn't really be able to be grossed out... it just seems so unfair that just because they don't like I can't have it, I hate the feeling of them just being able to stop me from having something I want, surely no one should have to feel like that? ... am I being naive here or something because I really do not get this!... surely it can't be fair taht the only means of them letting me get it done is if I take ALL of my other piercings out, that's 16 for christs sake!... they're a part of how I express my internal character and they're restricting this... and then they just bang on about how sneaky I was by doing the piercings myself.. why the fuck do you think I did them myself!!! because I knew if I asked you if I could have a significant percantage of my ear pierced you would cut me off even before I finish and say "Forget it", or you'd just laugh in my fucking face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, now I've written an essay about a labret I'll sail on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Stayed behind once again for math revision avec Leese, Aimz and Carly.. same old shite really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Agreed to dye Jon's hair for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Dee's seriously pissing me off...  she's gone so hardcore townie with her fucking bumma Katie... yet she's just so pathetic with it. Then she'll shout Ema from fucking miles away and expect me to come running well she can bollocks... it really takes the piss also when we're coming out of assembly and this goes on - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Dee goes find Katie and walks off to Geography*&lt;br /&gt;Aimee:*waits for me* aren't you gonna wait for Ema?&lt;br /&gt;Dee: oh! I forgot about er *carries on walking with bumma*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was so pissed off when Aim told me... not as in I was upset or anything that she'd said she forgot me just because... ergh I don't fucking know! but they can't do anything without eachother and I find it terribly pathetic... Katie isn't going out - que Dee moaning to me that now she can't go out... shut the fuck up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Also she rants on about herself 24-7 and about her Canklow fucking scrubba lover and how hard he is... Dee, luv, who cares?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carly, Dee and Me walking into school:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dee: oof, they're so fucking nice it were rayt good, they're propa 'ard they were startin on everyone..&lt;br /&gt;Me: well that's not rate nice, startin on everyone is it...&lt;br /&gt;Dee: well I fucking hate goffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; que me fucking stunned as anything seeing as we weren't talking about goths or anything like that!!... then she expects to meet Michael when he comes up, well she can bollocks if she hates them that much... it really pisses me off seeign as I'm kinda laid back about so many things and so whenever she comes showing me her Rockports or Schott/Bergause (sp?) jacket or her tonnes of gold jewellary or TN caps...I just nod and accept it because I know she likes it but no of course when she see's my... well pretty much anything what I wear she makes a fucking huge deal and rants on shouting OH MY GOD... soemtimes she's just everying that I can't stand in a person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She's so bothered about what other people... in a big way though, not like most people who kinda buy clothes fair enough and want them to look nice so they look attractive to other people or whatever but she's just lost it I swear..  we were on about something which I can't too well remember .. but anyway I said if you went to Oakwood you'd no doubt still be a townie, to which she said, no i wouldn't I'd dress like them just so i could fit in... I was just fucking appalled because I hate it when someones thought process is like that! as in it's not really in her blood to dress how she does now but she'll just do it because it's the 'norm' around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can't help walking into a shop and walking towards black or soemthing, or something that way inclined... but obviously even if she is firstly attracted to something she may divert to what the people around her like instead of what she likes... she actually said to me once that she has to try to look for townie stuff and even if she likes say a plain white vest she won't buy it because it doesn't say adidas or something like that across it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I just wish that she would get into her own mind again... or at least if she can't do that accept that this is my way of life and no doubt always will be.</content>
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    <title>A spot of hair dying...</title>
    <published>2004-11-20T22:43:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-20T22:43:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well... as far as the dying went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Redid the orange bits which as I said are now red (did i say that?:S, well anyway...) and then saw my copperish roots and thought hmmm... so I put a spot of red hair dye on those which turned stark raving ginger... so I put some more on and blasted them with the hairdryer for a bit... so now I have bright red roots as well... happy days.</content>
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    <title>bloodreddaisy @ 2004-11-20T21:41:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-20T21:42:56Z</published>
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    <lj:music>R.E.M</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay so Leeds didn't really cheer me up afterall... mainly because of the money crap. Although mutha et fatha bought me a watch as part of my Christmas present. Which is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And I bought hair dye which I've just put on myself and the red bits aren't orange anymore! :D... which is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Home alone... which is nice.. although I've done no homework like I shud've... but I did pluck my eyebrows so it can't all be bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Got red hair dye on my jeans fer fucks sake.</content>
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    <title>You came and you gave without taking.</title>
    <published>2004-11-19T22:37:54Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Barry Manilow - Mandy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Aww noo... there's only like 12 people on msn... well on my msn onbviously, why does everyone else have a more interesting life than I do... going to Leeds tomorrow... which usually cheers me up somewhat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God am so tired... still no fucking coinage... and I'm going to Leeds... I'll be in Leeds... with no coinage... I'll have a seizure or something I just know it.</content>
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