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  <title>check it out.</title>
  <subtitle>I'm rocking steady. Go!</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Ana</name>
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  <updated>2007-08-21T10:47:44Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:20436</id>
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    <title>What the fuck.</title>
    <published>2007-08-21T10:47:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-21T10:47:44Z</updated>
    <category term="sickness"/>
    <category term="cancer"/>
    <category term="family"/>
    <content type="html">Cancer must be fucking &lt;i&gt;genetic&lt;/i&gt; on dad's side of the family.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:20171</id>
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    <title>Separate (friends only!) journal, but still using this.</title>
    <published>2007-08-02T10:56:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-02T10:56:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Amsterdam" - Amberlin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_rayquaza' lj:user='rayquaza' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://rayquaza.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://rayquaza.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;enivra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:19814</id>
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    <title>niveus_lilium @ 2007-07-26T13:10:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-26T05:19:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-26T05:19:55Z</updated>
    <category term="sick"/>
    <lj:music>Motion City Soundtrack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/niveus_lilium/pic/0000s99s/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="220" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/niveus_lilium/pic/0000s99s/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The beat in my head, it goes oh-oh-whoa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Still sick. :&amp;lt; Not doing much except watching anime and iconing. D: I haven't been eating a lot either, as per usual when I'm sick. And goddammit I hate it when my Lola &amp;amp; Lolo invite guests over. All they do is sit around, gossip, eat our food, mooch off of us, etc. Right now, it's my Lola's sisters, gabbing away about random stuff to each other or on cell phones. So rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I actually think I'm getting sicker.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way in hell I'm telling my mom though. She's &lt;i&gt;already&lt;/i&gt; trying to make me go to the doctor, even though I &lt;u&gt;hate&lt;/u&gt; going. I'm always diagnosed with just a cold or something, and she doesn't &lt;b&gt;get&lt;/b&gt; that they're just money-leeches. x( We just waste our money on a guy who'll tell us what we already know, and prescribe pills that I have to take several times a day that I don't think actually work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if you like anime, watch &lt;b&gt;Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei&lt;/b&gt;. It's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:19604</id>
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    <title>niveus_lilium @ 2007-07-22T10:36:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-22T02:48:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-22T02:48:41Z</updated>
    <category term="transformers"/>
    <category term="friends"/>
    <category term="movies"/>
    <category term="diet"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/niveus_lilium/pic/0000rspy/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="232" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/niveus_lilium/pic/0000rspy/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;In you and I, there's a new land.&lt;br /&gt;Angels in flight.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Old-ish picture, but I still luff it. :]&lt;br /&gt;Stayed home half the day yesterday, then met up with the girls at Country Club. I had pie. And then Ange and I ditched review to go to the mall, went to Sizzling Plate and ate steak. After THAT I started craving ice cream, and I made &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; crave ice cream as well, soooo Fior Gelato. xDD Then we went to watch Transformers, at which point I got a hankerin' for some popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY TRANSFORMERS WAS AWESOME BTW. I want an iPod or a cell phone that's an Autobot to watch over me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm hungry. But on a diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I'm about to eat some carbolicious spaghetti. orz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" border="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Don't Need a Man ... or Want One!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img width="100" height="100" alt="" src="http://images.blogthings.com/doyouneedamanquiz/no-man.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, you're very happy being a single woman.&lt;br /&gt;And anyone who has a problem with that... well, that's there problem.&lt;br /&gt;Not that you wouldn't share your life with the almost perfect guy.&lt;br /&gt;You simply won't settle though. Your life is too good to share with some substandard man!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouneedamanquiz/"&gt;Do You Need a Man?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:19253</id>
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    <title>niveus_lilium @ 2007-07-21T10:31:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-21T03:06:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-21T03:06:59Z</updated>
    <category term="miji"/>
    <category term="rabbits"/>
    <lj:music>"Walk Away" - Kelly Clarkson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/niveus_lilium/pic/0000q6qd/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="225" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/niveus_lilium/pic/0000q6qd/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So before you start defendin', baby&lt;br /&gt;Stop all your pretending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;---&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No beaching for Ana today. orz&lt;br /&gt;Lunching with the schoolkids though. So life's been pretty... okay... I saved Momiji's life. He was about to be eaten by the dogs, but I chased them when they were running away with him and I kicked the one who had him in his mouth. *A* They ate &lt;b&gt;HALF HIS TAIL&lt;/b&gt; and is hip is displaced, but given time I'm sure he'll heal. He can still walk a bit. As lame as it sounds, I'm very proud of myself. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was literally sobbing when I carried him inside the house. &lt;b&gt;NO BITCHES&lt;/b&gt; fuck with &lt;u&gt;MY&lt;/u&gt; rabbits. D:&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:19055</id>
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    <title>Dear Livejournal,</title>
    <published>2007-07-19T12:51:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-19T12:51:17Z</updated>
    <category term="losing"/>
    <category term="asbats"/>
    <category term="campaign"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;FUCK YUYU AND ALL THE BASTARDS WHO VOTED FOR HIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU ALL AND YOUR MOMMAS TOO&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:18914</id>
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    <title>orz</title>
    <published>2007-07-17T14:14:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-17T14:14:36Z</updated>
    <category term="friends"/>
    <category term="dilemma"/>
    <lj:music>"Teenage Love Song" - Rilo Kiley</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So a friend of mine has turned scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIS BOTHERS ME GREATLY.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell me what to do.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:18538</id>
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    <title>Sryz. OTL</title>
    <published>2007-07-15T02:57:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-15T02:57:46Z</updated>
    <category term="school"/>
    <category term="rick"/>
    <category term="asbats"/>
    <category term="campaign"/>
    <lj:music>"Stronger" - Britney Spears. xD</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/niveus_lilium/pic/0000p2cs/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="231" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/niveus_lilium/pic/0000p2cs/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Color my world with hopes of loving you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eeek, I forgot my password to my LJ and I wasn't receiving the email thinger, but then I remembered I used a different address for this account. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of shit has happened. I'm running for Foreign Representative at my school, and our party, the ASBATs, has had a lot of advertising lately. It's fun. :D And stressful. x__x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Manj gave Rick to me. She and her mom have been arguing about him, so she decided to give him away. :( At least she can still come over and play with him and whatnot. He's a really hyper but uber smart puppy, though. I'm attempting to train him with pan de sal. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALSO KARAOKE-ING. &amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was gonna make an uber long post, but Nina's here and we're getting our hair done. :3 Then I have to look for a Temari outfit. Uhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xDDD Yeeeaaah. Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>niveus_lilium @ 2007-07-11T20:57:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-11T13:08:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-11T13:08:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/niveus_lilium/pic/0000k151/"&gt;&lt;img width="178" height="240" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/niveus_lilium/pic/0000k151/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You know I always like to play the victim.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Campaigning is tough stuff I'm running for international representative and OMG as if I wasn't stressed enough already with school and whatnot. [lol run on sentences.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm easily tired lately. &amp;gt;___O And I do &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; get my Physics class mmkaaaaay. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear God my grandparents are home. Update more later.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:18162</id>
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    <title>:((((</title>
    <published>2007-07-02T12:44:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-02T12:44:39Z</updated>
    <category term="momiji"/>
    <category term="kisaki"/>
    <category term="death"/>
    <category term="rabbits"/>
    <category term="mourning"/>
    <category term="george"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/niveus_lilium/pic/0000hcee/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="225" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/niveus_lilium/pic/0000hcee/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love of mine, one day you will die.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisaki and George are dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One of the dogs got over the fence somehow and tore them to shreds. What's worse, I &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;heard&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; them dying last night. I turned on the light outside but I didn't see them since he got them at the side of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really, truly, very upset. George, because he was a dumbass but a sweetheart, and he was my mom's favorite. Kisa... I loved that bunny the moment I saw her. :( I actually never wanted a rabbit because I thought they were stupid and worthless pets. Then I saw Kisa at the pet store and I fell in love with her, but I wasn't allowed to get her. She was the smallest out of all of them, the little runt of the litter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a week later, I came home to my new present: two female bunnies, which I named Kisaki and Momiji. I was ecstatic. I was doing my homework that night while Kisa, about half the size of my laptop's keyboard, crawled onto my notebook to try to get my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeee. I knew it was love. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was terribly crose to tears this morning. And now that I'm writing this, I feel like crying. I miss that stupid rabbit. Maybe more than a sane person should, but what the fuck ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least Miji's still alive. &lt;b&gt;And omfg I discovered the weirdest thing today.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had Momiji for almost a &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;year&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I just found out &lt;/i&gt;she's&lt;i&gt; a &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;he&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I really, really miss Kisa. ;___;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Manohman.</title>
    <published>2007-06-30T14:27:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-30T14:27:51Z</updated>
    <category term="college"/>
    <category term="friends"/>
    <category term="upcat"/>
    <category term="school"/>
    <category term="sam"/>
    <category term="reviews"/>
    <category term="mangela"/>
    <lj:music>"Gloomy Sunday" - Reszo Seress</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/niveus_lilium/pic/0000ghy9/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="239" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/niveus_lilium/pic/0000ghy9/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And one by one the stars would all go out.&lt;br /&gt;Then you and I would simply fly away.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ugghh. Stressful week. :[ Too many assignments, and the roleplays are even worse. D: Our teachers are uber hard on us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that I have school on Saturdays now? Yup, UPCAT reviews. From 8 until 5. I feel bad because Sam, Ange and I arrived late today. o__+ I'm a really heavy sleeper. We have a lot of retarded videos though. xD &lt;b&gt;Us = awesome.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You knoowww it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[As if I wasn't tired enough, I just got back from playing DDR next door. x___x]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:17493</id>
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    <title>Cunttttt.</title>
    <published>2007-06-29T15:47:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-29T15:47:52Z</updated>
    <category term="sleepover"/>
    <category term="friends"/>
    <category term="sam"/>
    <category term="mangela"/>
    <lj:music>"Liar" - Taking Back Sunday</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;DATZ RAIT I SED CUNT LOLZ.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha. At Manj's house with Sammy and a lot of chocolate. :3 Yaaaayness. Having fun. Oh, and a video. Us in a nutshell. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But deewwwd sleepy. 'Cause errr. I have my UPCAT review tomorrow. D: Omfg college. Colleeege srsly wtf. &amp;gt;3&amp;lt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:17294</id>
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    <title>Whattabitch.</title>
    <published>2007-06-25T11:03:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-25T11:08:55Z</updated>
    <category term="mother"/>
    <category term="mom"/>
    <category term="college"/>
    <category term="bitch"/>
    <category term="rant"/>
    <lj:music>My Chemical Romance. The fuuuck?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ugh. I fucking hate my mom. I fucking hate Baguio. I want to be at home in Florida preparing for pre-con, and nat'l con! It's all her fucking fault for ditching my homeschooling and then making us move here. It's like nothing I do pleases her! Just because I wasn't able to turn in my UP application because I lacked two damn pictures and fifty fucking dollars. And it's like the things I tell her, the things I accomplished for the day don't even matter! The things that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;actually care about, the things that make me feel &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; about myself (FOR ONCE), she brushes off instead to chew me out about an entrance exam I didn't want to do.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHATTHEFUCK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; UP isn't even one of my college choices!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; She's all, "I just want you to have the experience."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Well, quite frankly, I don't give a rat's disease-infested ass about "the experience". And when I told her I didn't care for going to the damn place, she had the audacity and arrogance to say, "You could've said, 'I passed the UPCAT'." And in my head, I wanted to scream at her, "No, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;just want to say to your overachieving-daughter-bearing-sisters, 'My daughter passed the UPCAT'."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Then she turns it into this whole thing that I don't want to do it because I'm "lazy". I'm not fucking lazy, I just don't do things that I don't see a point in doing!! I don't waste my time on things I don't like just for her goddamn boasting rights, and not even for me to feel accomplished.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I. HATE. HER.&lt;br /&gt; And I hate Baguio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't even bother with &lt;i&gt;trying&lt;/i&gt; to make my grades decent. It's not like she'd care anyway.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:16987</id>
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    <title>Let's get fucked up and die.</title>
    <published>2007-06-22T13:58:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-22T13:58:54Z</updated>
    <category term="sat"/>
    <category term="friends"/>
    <category term="upcat"/>
    <category term="icons"/>
    <lj:music>It's quiet. D:</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/niveus_lilium/pic/0000fk98/"&gt;&lt;img width="315" height="240" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/niveus_lilium/pic/0000fk98/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sing me anything.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY NEED TO POST UP THE FREAKING ICONTEST ENTRIES FOR VOTING.&lt;/b&gt; I want to know what my competition is. D: &lt;font size="1"&gt;(First icontest. I'm stressed.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I had a very good and very strange day. Well, went out after school la dee da. Same old, you know how I roll. :] The funny thing is when I got home. I suddenly remembered that ohshit I didn't have a cell phone, so I couldn't call anyone to unlock the gate. I attempted to climb over the wire fence. I stuck my foot through the wire to see if it would fit, and I threw my umbrella over so I wouldn't be burdened by it. One of the works saw me, and since it was night, thought I was some crazy chick trying to break in, so he ran towards the gate. When he saw it was me, he opened the gate and told me that the padlock wasn't actually locked. 8|&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I should look at those damn things before troubling other people with my idiocy. xD&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I have school again tomorrow because of UPCAT. I want to roleplay/make more icons though. LAME. &amp;gt;:[&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Also I hope Angela doesn't mind that I've been using her format for posting entries. &amp;lt;&amp;lt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIGHT GET A NEW LJ because I've decided this journal isn't private enough and I'm too lazy to make all my entries Friends Only. :P</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:16887</id>
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    <title>Let it die; never wanna say goodbye.</title>
    <published>2007-06-20T23:19:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-21T09:58:17Z</updated>
    <category term="homesick"/>
    <category term="sick"/>
    <category term="friends"/>
    <category term="florida"/>
    <category term="school"/>
    <category term="love"/>
    <category term="boys"/>
    <category term="crush"/>
    <lj:music>"Hypocrite" - Skye Sweetnam</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/niveus_lilium/pic/0000eb2q/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="215" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/niveus_lilium/pic/0000eb2q/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With faith like a child.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss my friends, both in school and in Florida. I've been sick yesterday and today, so I couldn't go to school. I think it might be the seafood we ate. My mom has a fever too, because we ate talabang. She ate more, which is why she's worse than I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/User/LOCALS~1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I really miss that boy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's driving me nuts. I didn't want to see him because I knew I'd feel exactly as I do now. :[ It's not &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;, but I am crushing &lt;u&gt;hard&lt;/u&gt; on him. :[&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:16547</id>
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    <title>Going to school in a bit.</title>
    <published>2007-06-18T22:51:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-18T22:51:00Z</updated>
    <category term="baguio"/>
    <category term="school"/>
    <content type="html">Y-yay. :D</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:16356</id>
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    <title>Summer is all in bloom.</title>
    <published>2007-06-14T14:22:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-14T14:22:09Z</updated>
    <category term="fatty"/>
    <category term="baguio"/>
    <category term="friends"/>
    <category term="florida"/>
    <category term="summer"/>
    <category term="diet"/>
    <category term="driving"/>
    <lj:music>"Why Can't I" - Liz Phair</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/daybreak_diverging/1ce41128729441/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img width="299" alt="" title="notaword" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://x1c.xanga.com/e41d640a17d33128729441/w93574343.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Summer is ending soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Err. The only thing that can describe my mood right know is the phrase "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I DON'T FUCKING KNOW&lt;/span&gt;." But mostly, I'm happy because I'm going back to school and I get to see my friends again. Erhem. I'm gonna miss the people here cuh-razy, but I need to get back to Baguio, 'cause it would solve a lot of my problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I gained all of my weight back. ._. So much for my wonderful and effective diet. I just completely killed it. I've never been the type to resist temptation when it come to food, and so I'm a fucking whale again. Yaaaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permit test tomorrow. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:16029</id>
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    <title>Boy, we're going way too fast.</title>
    <published>2007-06-12T05:23:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-12T05:23:42Z</updated>
    <category term="mother"/>
    <category term="shamu"/>
    <category term="mom"/>
    <category term="friends"/>
    <category term="love"/>
    <category term="movies"/>
    <category term="permit"/>
    <category term="scrabble"/>
    <category term="driving"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/daybreak_diverging/650f5128246163/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img width="357" alt="" title="all too sweet" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://x65.xanga.com/0f5d45e622731128246163/z93175021.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[It's all too sweet to last.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally pwn at Scrabble. Sorry big brother; love ya, but you're aaalll talk. :] Howl's was... well... odd. But enjoyably so. For me at least. :P And as;kldfj;sakldfj eeeeeee "he" mentioned me. :D Laaame I know, but I'm kind of sort of kilig. x___x; Also, I've been taking the test to get my permit. Err uh. Going okay so far? Just really long. D: Gah. Haaate the amount of time the damn thing takes. It's freaking 1 am and I'm not even asleep. Pffftt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I... really miss Picarre. .___.;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today~! I was actually successful in my attempt to appear happy. :D Go Ana~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(also my mom is unintentionally a huge bitch but uh. I love her so. x_x)&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:15840</id>
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    <title>niveus_lilium @ 2007-06-10T15:03:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-10T19:09:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-10T19:09:38Z</updated>
    <category term="love"/>
    <category term="heartbreak"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/niveus_lilium/pic/0000dyx7/"&gt;&lt;img width="139" height="101" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/niveus_lilium/pic/0000dyx7" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He makes me &lt;strike&gt;smile&lt;/strike&gt; cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of me says, &lt;b&gt;"It's all right, I don't care anymore."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other half insists, &lt;i&gt;"Keep telling yourself that."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:15228</id>
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    <title>When the sun came up, we were sleeping in.</title>
    <published>2007-06-02T17:46:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-02T17:46:57Z</updated>
    <category term="party"/>
    <category term="love"/>
    <category term="boys"/>
    <category term="heartbreak"/>
    <lj:music>"Existentialism on Prom Night" - Straylight Run</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have no fucking idea how to feel about this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should be &lt;b&gt;happy&lt;/b&gt; that I'm going to see him, or &lt;b&gt;sad&lt;/b&gt; that it would never happen. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;FUCK.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:15052</id>
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    <title>Somewheeere, over the rainbow.</title>
    <published>2007-05-31T14:57:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-31T14:59:25Z</updated>
    <category term="shrek"/>
    <category term="friends"/>
    <category term="movies"/>
    <lj:music>"Someday" - Nina</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My days are filled with complete boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you count day before yesterday, which was funny. I was bored the whoooole day so I kindasorta made Alexis watch Shrek 3 with me. xDD; And he brought along Yoh. And the movie was lame. Especially since there was this lady like, laughing her freaking lungs out at the laaaamest parts. And Yoh was srsly pissed, which made me laugh even more at her. XD Then we went to the arcade I got thoroughly pwned in Time Crisis. WHAT ELSE IS NEW. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Alexis went and DDR'd like a madman because he has no life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANYWAY, AFTERWARDS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Ate Apribelle's house. At like, what, 11 pm? &amp;gt;&amp;gt;; And we were there for four hours, because Yoh just like, passed out on her bed, so Alexis and I were trying to wake him up. Three hours later, the first thing he says when he's &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; awake is, "...we going to Denny's?" But we went to McDonald's instead. Lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends, they're crazy mofos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; love my mom, because I got home at 3:30 am and she was totally cool with it. :D</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:14758</id>
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    <title>私は君にとっての空でいたい 。</title>
    <published>2007-05-29T03:54:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-29T03:54:00Z</updated>
    <category term="emo"/>
    <category term="love"/>
    <lj:music>"Kiss Me" - Sixpence None the Richer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;hate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; feeling like this.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; her doubt in me.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;hate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; how right my mom always is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I guess I'm just paranoid. It seems like everytime you're happy, something happens."</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:14427</id>
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    <title>&amp;lt;3Angela. :3</title>
    <published>2007-05-28T16:58:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-28T16:58:46Z</updated>
    <category term="randomness"/>
    <category term="friendship"/>
    <category term="angela"/>
    <category term="chicken"/>
    <lj:music>"Ride On Shooting Star" - The Pillows</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 99, 179);"&gt;[12:52] deflue_memoria: &lt;/span&gt;go on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(211, 89, 0);"&gt;[12:52] lady.hokage: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Nothing. I just OH SNAPPED at your friend chicken.ness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 99, 179);"&gt;[12:53] deflue_memoria: &lt;/span&gt;friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 99, 179);"&gt;[12:53] deflue_memoria: &lt;/span&gt;xDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(211, 89, 0);"&gt;[12:53] lady.hokage: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(211, 89, 0);"&gt;[12:53] lady.hokage: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Fried chicken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(211, 89, 0);"&gt;[12:53] lady.hokage: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;ANGELA BEFRIENDS CHICKENS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 99, 179);"&gt;[12:53] deflue_memoria: &lt;/span&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 99, 179);"&gt;[12:53] deflue_memoria: &lt;/span&gt;yes thats why i swear at them things every morning and afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(211, 89, 0);"&gt;[12:53] lady.hokage: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;It's tough love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 99, 179);"&gt;[12:54] deflue_memoria: &lt;/span&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 99, 179);"&gt;[12:54] deflue_memoria: &lt;/span&gt;and they go through it every morning nd afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(211, 89, 0);"&gt;[12:54] lady.hokage: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Wow. You are just one burning chunk of chicken lovin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 99, 179);"&gt;[12:55] deflue_memoria: &lt;/span&gt;yes. i'm the man in the relationship as per usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(211, 89, 0);"&gt;[12:55] lady.hokage: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Wear them pants with pride, girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 99, 179);"&gt;[12:55] deflue_memoria: &lt;/span&gt;cause if they don't listen to me, i  turn them into chicken pot pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 99, 179);"&gt;[12:55] deflue_memoria: &lt;/span&gt;hell yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(211, 89, 0);"&gt;[12:56] lady.hokage: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;...this is going in LJ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:niveus_lilium:14103</id>
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    <title>OTL</title>
    <published>2007-05-25T17:53:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-25T17:53:44Z</updated>
    <category term="camp"/>
    <category term="cfc-y"/>
    <lj:music>"Candy Candy Baby" - Kawabe Chieko</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;CAMP TODAY! |D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And -he's- going. &amp;lt;3~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm going there to worship God no srsly.</content>
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    <title>WELL.</title>
    <published>2007-05-24T23:15:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-24T23:15:10Z</updated>
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