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  <title>There are days when I believe but there are days when I&apos;ve lost all faith.......</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 21 Jul 2005 23:54:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Who knows?</title>
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  <description>Or maybe its me thats pathetic after all...............</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 21 Jul 2005 23:44:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Its always the innocent things.................</title>
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  <description>I guess I shouldn&apos;t trust anyone after all...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You try everything and after all that, you always get your enemies from your friends - whether it be something your friend said a certain person did to you and now you hate them or something you think has happened but it hasn&apos;t............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty pathetic &apos;cos you don&apos;t have both sides of the story do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, have you really spoken to me?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I doubt it............or the times you have I&apos;ve either been showing how much someone means to me and being worried about them ot caught you when you&apos;ve had one of your &apos;I wanna be alone - fuck the world&apos; moments..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things I do to others isn&apos;t really a concern in any case..........it should be how I treat you and how much I care about you that should matter. Ever heard &apos;Always a woman to me&apos; by Billy Joel - he didn&apos;t give a fuck about how she treated anyone else, just as long as she loved him...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why hate me? &lt;br /&gt;Why hate what I&apos;ve done to others...........when in any case, it wasn&apos;t intentional, its just how I can be a jerk sometimes...........Iam not proud of it, don&apos;t think Iam.............just understand that you do mean alot to me...................and the fact that the only time we&apos;ve really spoken face to face was when I couldn&apos;t find a certain person..........I was scared and worried and we talked nonstop about that person until we found them.........and if that doesn&apos;t show how much I care.........then I don&apos;t know what Iam supposed to do.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do my best.........I really do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single damned day, getting up, hoping not to hurt anybody but it always seems I have to worry or be paranoid cos no doubt, I guess through not fault of yours or mine, I will say something that will be taken the wrong way, or my intentions misunderstood and I will be back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just believe I give a damn about you............&apos;else I wouldn&apos;t wanna chat to you anytime I saw you online or I wouldn&apos;t send you emails and things to ask how you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so what if I fuck up...........&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t think theres an occasion that goes by when I haven&apos;t asked how you are or hoped you were ok..............so, surely that means something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cos anything I say is meant with the greatest of respect and the best of intentions.........&lt;br /&gt;And maybe Iam not the best guy in the world but I try, maybe too hard, but I do try............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So surely that counts for something, doesn&apos;t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And no one made me sad, I was already sad............)</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 21 Jul 2005 20:39:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Anyone got a job for me?</title>
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  <description>Note to self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jobhunting tomorrow - job needed soonish........as in by Sunday at least.............!!!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 21 Jul 2005 16:08:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sorry for stealing but its for a good cause............</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Well............number 4 is a bit wrong but the rest is good..............&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;h3 style=&quot;BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px&quot;&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#ff9fd2&quot;&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#ffa6d9&quot;&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#ffacdf&quot;&gt;You&apos;d like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#ffb3e6&quot;&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#ffb9ec&quot;&gt;Your ideal relationship is comforting. You crave a relationship where you always feel warmth and love.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#ffbff2&quot;&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#ffc6f9&quot;&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You&apos;ll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#ffccff&quot;&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Submersed - You Run</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 21 Jul 2005 16:01:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Well, Iam back................as if that means much lol</title>
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  <description>&apos;What can be better than watching R.E.M, &apos;The Office&apos; and &apos;The A - team&apos; and drinking a few beers with your best mate&apos;? - Davo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iam not sure the answer to that one......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iam missing but whoever Iam or I have been missing is probably glad to be rid of me for a while..........I don&apos;t blame them one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again...........this last few days have given me a chance to rejuvenate and to be able to focus a little bit clearer, despite having little Ryan, Anne and Marie and Gemm the cat screeching and shouting around me.......its been a strange few days but who knows what the next few will hold...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is hold on tight, pray for the best and hope that the head Iam in at the moment is better than the head I had on Monday night..............</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Jul 2005 00:07:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I need to clear my head before I lose it altogether...............</title>
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  <description>Well, after my drunken chat with Davo tonight, It looks like Iam at his for a few days.............I&apos;ve made some mistakes tonight which I made while trying to make things ok and made myself into a lying, idiotic, begging fool. I know I need to find some clarity in things before the week is through so I can act as a better friend and while the ball isn&apos;t in my court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t want another 2004 summer..........&lt;br /&gt;I just hope things can work out.........</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 18 Jul 2005 22:03:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Well, this is how I feel. Guess I should really.............I fucked up, after all.</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve got a story to tell&lt;br /&gt;but then again, everyone has.&lt;br /&gt;Its the same old lines&lt;br /&gt;about forgetting your past.&lt;br /&gt;But once you do&lt;br /&gt;what has anyone got left?&lt;br /&gt;Its like you&apos;ve lost the anchor&lt;br /&gt;from when you tested the depths......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once it was here&lt;br /&gt;but now its gone.&lt;br /&gt;What was the one thing&lt;br /&gt;I knew all along?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts&lt;br /&gt;and it all starts to fade.&lt;br /&gt;Whats left in the end&lt;br /&gt;is only the mess you have made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve got a story to tell&lt;br /&gt;but its the one you&apos;ve already heard.&lt;br /&gt;Its the one where I missed the past&lt;br /&gt;and all the times you cared.&lt;br /&gt;But now its all left up to you&lt;br /&gt;and as you turn and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;I begged for the life I lost&lt;br /&gt;and how I want to turn back the day..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once it was here&lt;br /&gt;but now its gone.&lt;br /&gt;What was the one thing&lt;br /&gt;I knew all along?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts&lt;br /&gt;and it all starts to fade.&lt;br /&gt;Whats left in the end&lt;br /&gt;is only the mess you have made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I think you wouldn&apos;t walk away?&lt;br /&gt;Did I think you&apos;d say you don&apos;t care?&lt;br /&gt;Did I think I could push you too far down?&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever think I would be too much to bear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once it was here&lt;br /&gt;but now its gone.&lt;br /&gt;What was the one thing&lt;br /&gt;I knew all along?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts&lt;br /&gt;and it all starts to fade.&lt;br /&gt;But whats left in the end.....................?</description>
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  <lj:mood>I fucked up!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 17 Jul 2005 21:55:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Something I figured out last year...........I don&apos;t wanna lose anyone again, but if I have to.......</title>
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  <description>Some of the ugliest things &lt;br /&gt;Took the longest time to make&lt;br /&gt;And some of the easiest habits &lt;br /&gt;Are the hardest ones to break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m not asking for value &lt;br /&gt;Nor the pain &lt;br /&gt;But I am asking&lt;br /&gt;For a way out of this lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I can&apos;t wait for you &lt;br /&gt;To catch up with me&lt;br /&gt;And I can&apos;t live in the past &lt;br /&gt;And drown myself in memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to nowhere &lt;br /&gt;And finding out where it is&lt;br /&gt;And fixing your problems &lt;br /&gt;And starting over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your feeding your ego &lt;br /&gt;With what you can see outside&lt;br /&gt;And you&apos;re killing yourself &lt;br /&gt;For not speaking your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I can&apos;t wait for you &lt;br /&gt;To catch up with me&lt;br /&gt;And I can&apos;t live in the past &lt;br /&gt;And drown myself in memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In memory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why you make believe&lt;br /&gt;You live your life straight through me&lt;br /&gt;I cannot understand &lt;br /&gt;Why you question me and then you lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not justify your ways &lt;br /&gt;I cannot show you an escape&lt;br /&gt;I do not know you any more&lt;br /&gt;I never knew you anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I can&apos;t wait for you &lt;br /&gt;To catch up with me&lt;br /&gt;And I can&apos;t live in the past &lt;br /&gt;And drown myself in memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In memory...&lt;br /&gt;In memory...&lt;br /&gt;In memory...&lt;br /&gt;In memory...</description>
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  <lj:music>Shinedown - you guys saved me!!!!!!</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 17 Jul 2005 21:48:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>That broken man is me...............</title>
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  <description>How am I supposed to love you? &lt;br /&gt;Why am I too young to die? &lt;br /&gt;Why does fever burn inside you? &lt;br /&gt;Must I have a will to fight? &lt;br /&gt;Do these questions have an answer? &lt;br /&gt;Where&apos;s the truth and what&apos;s the cause? &lt;br /&gt;All my problems form a puzzle &lt;br /&gt;All my pieces have been lost &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can stop &lt;br /&gt;Anytime I want &lt;br /&gt;And I can quit &lt;br /&gt;Anytime I want &lt;br /&gt;And I can stop &lt;br /&gt;Anytime I want &lt;br /&gt;Nothing in this world &lt;br /&gt;Can tell me to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every door&apos;s a mental scapegoat &lt;br /&gt;Every wall a primal cage &lt;br /&gt;Every floor a brand new level &lt;br /&gt;Every window&apos;s built for dreams &lt;br /&gt;Heroes never wanted status &lt;br /&gt;Victims never asked for pain &lt;br /&gt;Reason never needed answers &lt;br /&gt;Statues never wanted change &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can stop &lt;br /&gt;Anytime I want &lt;br /&gt;And I can quit &lt;br /&gt;Anytime I want &lt;br /&gt;And I can stop &lt;br /&gt;Anytime I want &lt;br /&gt;Nothing in this world &lt;br /&gt;Can tell me to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I&apos;m dead &lt;br /&gt;I see things clearly &lt;br /&gt;I fess &lt;br /&gt;I feel &lt;br /&gt;This pain &lt;br /&gt;And hunger &lt;br /&gt;Eats all my insides &lt;br /&gt;Why must things be this way? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can stop &lt;br /&gt;Anytime I want &lt;br /&gt;And I can quit &lt;br /&gt;Anytime I want &lt;br /&gt;And I can stop &lt;br /&gt;Anytime I want &lt;br /&gt;Loving you might even kill me &lt;br /&gt;Loving you might even kill me</description>
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  <lj:music>Cold - Check please</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 17 Jul 2005 21:31:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Something stolen................sorry to whoever I stole it from lol</title>
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  <description>1. ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT? &lt;br /&gt;On my upper arm - someone stabbed me in the arm when I was in primary school - never forget it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHAT IS ON THE WALLS IN YOUR ROOM? &lt;br /&gt;Lita, Pearl Jam. The Hardy Boys,..........just wrestling basically lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. WHAT DOES YOUR CELL PHONE LOOK LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Like a phone lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHAT MUSIC DO YOU LIKE TO LISTEN TO? &lt;br /&gt;Everything.............literally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME YOU WERE BORN? &lt;br /&gt;8:05 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WHAT DO YOU WANT MORE THAN ANYTHING RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;My band to be..........a band, not a duo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. WHAT DO YOU MISS AT TIMES? &lt;br /&gt;Liking my own company - I hate the fact I feel I have to rely on someone else to make me happy these days, someone whos probably gonna leave me anyways.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHAT IS YOUR MOST PRIZED POSSESSION?&lt;br /&gt;At the mo, my 3000 songs and my keyboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SMELL?&lt;br /&gt;Amy perfume lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. DO YOU GET CLAUSTROPHOBIC?&lt;br /&gt;Yes sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. IF YOU DIED TOMORROW:&lt;br /&gt;It would suit me fine the way I feel right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. THE LAST PERSON TO MAKE YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;Tori Amos - Iam gonna marry her lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE COLOGNE / PERFUME?&lt;br /&gt;Lynx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT KIND OF HAIR DO YOU LIKE ON THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;br /&gt;long and black or red. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. WHERE CAN YOU SEE YOURSELF PROPOSING?&lt;br /&gt;On a stage, at a gig my band is playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. DO YOU LIKE PORN?&lt;br /&gt;Nah...........my hands are better for writing songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WHAT ARE YOUR FIVE FAVORITE MOVIES? &lt;br /&gt;Still Crazy, National Lampoons Christmas Vacation, Rock Star, Daredevil, The Crow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. WHERE CAN YOU SEE YOURSELF GOING FOR YOUR HONEYMOON?&lt;br /&gt;Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. WHO IS THE LAST PERSON YOU MADE MAD? &lt;br /&gt;Hazel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. DO YOU SPEAK A DIFFERENT LANGUAGE?&lt;br /&gt;Basic french very badly lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. WHAT WAS THE FIRST GIFT SOMEONE EVER GAVE YOU (OF THE OPPOSITE SEX ?) &lt;br /&gt;A Manic Street Preachers cd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE SINGER(s)&lt;br /&gt;Jim Morrison, JR Richards (Dishwalla), Tori amos, Matthew Good, Brent Smith (Shinedown)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. FAVORITE BAND(s)&lt;br /&gt;top 5&lt;br /&gt;Dishwalla, REM, The Doors, Pearl Jam , Finger Eleven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. WHAT KIND OF BOOKS DO YOU LIKE TO READ?&lt;br /&gt;Anne Rice, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. FAVORITE DESSERT: &lt;br /&gt;Chocolate chip cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. HOW DO YOU LIKE YOUR COFFEE? &lt;br /&gt;Normal and hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. WHAT&apos;S YOUR FAVORITE QUOTE ? &lt;br /&gt;&apos;Being in a band is like being in a relationship and the live thing is the sex and for us, the sex has always been good&apos; - JR Richards on Dishwalla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. WOULD YOU FALL IN LOVE KNOWING THAT THE PERSON IS LEAVING? &lt;br /&gt;Yes, but its my own fault for waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. WHAT IS THE BEST WAY TO TELL SOMEONE HOW MUCH THEY MEAN TO YOU? &lt;br /&gt;Show them!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. SAY A NUMBER FROM ONE TO A HUNDRED:&lt;br /&gt;50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. BLONDES, REDHEADS OR BRUNETTES?&lt;br /&gt;Redheads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. WHAT IS THE ONE NUMBER YOU CALL OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Hazel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. WHAT ANNOYS YOU MOST?&lt;br /&gt;Noisy eaters lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. HAVE YOU EVER MADE A PRANK CALL?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. WHO IS YOUR CURRENT CRUSH?&lt;br /&gt;As if I&apos;d tell u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36: WHAT IS YOUR WORST FEAR?&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, dying alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37: SAY SOMETHING TO SOMEONE YOU HAVEN&apos;T SEEN/TALKED TO IN AWHILE:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for not calling, bastard(!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38: HAVE YOU EVER SAID &quot;I LOVE YOU&quot; AND NOT MEANT IT?&lt;br /&gt;No way!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39: WHAT WERE YOU DOING BEFORE YOU FILLED OUT THIS SURVEY? &lt;br /&gt;Blowing my nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. IF YOU COULD GET PLASTIC SURGERY, WHAT WOULD IT BE?&lt;br /&gt;A new head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. WHY DID YOU FILL OUT THIS SURVEY? &lt;br /&gt;It was there saying &apos;Fill me in, please&apos;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. WHAT DO YOU LIKE ON YOUR PIZZA?&lt;br /&gt;How random! lol - 4 cheeses</description>
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  <lj:music>Staind - Mudshovel</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Staind - Mudshovel</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 17 Jul 2005 15:59:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>And for Hazel - how like me...............but it can only say so much.</title>
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  <description>They call me the apologist and now that I&apos;m at peak&lt;br /&gt;You know at first it really hurt, we joke about these things&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve skirted all my differences but now I&apos;m facing up&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to apologise for everything i was, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry, so sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you understand me right? The people here are good&lt;br /&gt;They tell me what I should have done and offer what I could&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m good, all is good, all&apos;s well, no complaints&lt;br /&gt;When I feel regret, I get down on my knees and prey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry, so sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live a simple life unfettered by complex sweets&lt;br /&gt;You think this isn&apos;t me? Don&apos;t be weak, there I go&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being there for me, thank you for listening&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I can forfeit selfishness I hope for you that you apply&lt;br /&gt;This happiness, this peacefulness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry, so sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live a simple life unfettered by complex sweets&lt;br /&gt;You think this isn&apos;t me? Don&apos;t be weak, there I go&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so sorry</description>
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  <lj:music>REM!!!!!</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">REM!!!!!</media:title>
  <lj:mood>I&apos;ll miss you...............</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 17 Jul 2005 15:57:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>For everyone else..........</title>
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  <description>See my heart I&apos;ve traded in&lt;br /&gt;Some new stranger dwells within&lt;br /&gt;Crazy circles leading me back where I&apos;ve been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I start over again give until you give in&lt;br /&gt;Pay the devil now to make amends&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ll give all this back to you&lt;br /&gt;In the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pull the stitch and heal the loss&lt;br /&gt;Sell the soul and pay the cost&lt;br /&gt;There are no words that can&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back what I&apos;ve lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I start over again give until you give in&lt;br /&gt;Pay the devil now to make amends&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ll give all this back to you&lt;br /&gt;In the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know that words can kill&lt;br /&gt;I have seen that words can kill&lt;br /&gt;And I smile as I walk to the gallows&lt;br /&gt;Wait while the hangman reads&lt;br /&gt;Watch as my soul is escaping my body&lt;br /&gt;I rise up as smoke through the trees&lt;br /&gt;Rise up as smoke through the trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I start over again give until you give in&lt;br /&gt;Pay the devil now to make amends&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ll give all this back to you&lt;br /&gt;In the end</description>
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  <lj:music>Dust for Life - The End</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Dust for Life - The End</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 17 Jul 2005 15:52:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>For my mum - before I go..............</title>
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  <description>Well i dont know what to say&lt;br /&gt;because theres truth to what you say&lt;br /&gt;I know it kills you i&apos;m this way &lt;br /&gt;Theres something different every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Chorus/&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that i never had the chance to grow inside?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that my habit is to find a place to hide?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that sometimes i say things just to disagree?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that i am only beeing me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not easy living in my mind&lt;br /&gt;A little peace is hard to find&lt;br /&gt;My every thought is undermined &lt;br /&gt;By all the history inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Chorus/&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that I never had the chance to grow inside?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that my habit is to find a place to hide?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that sometimes i say things just to disagree?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that i am only being me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Bridge/&lt;br /&gt;I know i hear the words you said &lt;br /&gt;Over and over again&lt;br /&gt;I just cant get them through my head&lt;br /&gt;There is just too many voices &lt;br /&gt;Must be like living with the dead&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for me to begin&lt;br /&gt;To do the things that i have said&lt;br /&gt;And for this i&apos;m sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So theres some truth to what you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Chorus/ &lt;br /&gt;Could it be that I never had the chance to grow inside?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that my habit is to find a place to hide?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that sometimes i say things just to disagree?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that i am only being me?</description>
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  <lj:music>Staind!!!!!!</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Staind!!!!!!</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 16 Jul 2005 23:17:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Keeping it short and sweet.......unlike alot of things.........I hope...........</title>
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  <description>Well............not much I really want to say tonight other than thanks to Haz for joining me this afternoon - it was really cool to just chill with you, discussing our futures and listening to music and joking and fooling around..........I really love those times we get to do that! &lt;br /&gt;Oh and I&apos;ve got a paper bag to wear now too..........thanks for that lol&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and hope you are ok!!! XX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks Claire for chatting to me tonight - it was really sweet and ace to chat to you - hope we can do it again soon! XX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now............on to bed...........</description>
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  <lj:music>WWE Originals</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">WWE Originals</media:title>
  <lj:mood>cheerful</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 16 Jul 2005 22:41:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Iam only here to cherish your pain............</title>
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  <description>What an ace song - it has fitted so many times...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come a long way where I started from &lt;br /&gt;but I&apos;m still not even close to where I&apos;m going &lt;br /&gt;I can no longer see the shine &lt;br /&gt;that has been lighting up my way &lt;br /&gt;I cannot feel its glowing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire in my heart is dying &lt;br /&gt;and the zeal I had is gone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This path that I&apos;ve chosen&apos;s a rocky one &lt;br /&gt;Long, hard and frozen it has become &lt;br /&gt;Each turn that I&apos;ve taken on the way &lt;br /&gt;has only led me back to Hell &lt;br /&gt;I am dying down… growing weaker now &lt;br /&gt;It could seem that I&apos;m doing fine &lt;br /&gt;but I&apos;m broken to little pieces deep inside &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I ever choose to go this way &lt;br /&gt;The question I keep asking myself all the time &lt;br /&gt;I guess it was my instinct for self-destruction &lt;br /&gt;that pointed me down, down this way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire in my eyes is dying &lt;br /&gt;and the dream I had is gone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This path that I&apos;ve chosen&apos;s a rocky one &lt;br /&gt;Long, hard and frozen it has become &lt;br /&gt;Each turn that I&apos;ve taken on the way &lt;br /&gt;has only led me back to Hell &lt;br /&gt;I am dying down… growing weaker now &lt;br /&gt;It could seem that I&apos;m doing fine &lt;br /&gt;but I&apos;m broken to little pieces deep inside &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This path that I&apos;ve chosen&apos;s a rocky one &lt;br /&gt;Long, hard and frozen it has become &lt;br /&gt;Each turn that I&apos;ve taken on the way &lt;br /&gt;has only led me back to Hell &lt;br /&gt;I am dying down… growing weaker now &lt;br /&gt;It could seem that I&apos;m doing fine &lt;br /&gt;but I&apos;m broken to little pieces and broken to little pieces&lt;br /&gt;and i&apos;m broken to little pieces deep inside</description>
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  <lj:music>Sentenced!!!!!!!</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Sentenced!!!!!!!</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 16 Jul 2005 21:51:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Well, well, well............sounds like me.</title>
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&lt;td&gt;Extraversion&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td width=&quot;30&quot;&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Stability&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Orderliness&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Altruism&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Interdependence&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td width=&quot;30&quot;&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Intellectual&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Hedonism&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Materialism&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Narcissism&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Adventurousness&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Work ethic&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Self absorbed&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Conflict seeking&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Need to dominate&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;61&quot;&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;30&quot;&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Romantic&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Avoidant&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Anti-authority&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Wealth&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Dependency&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td width=&quot;30&quot;&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Change averse&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Cautiousness&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;61&quot;&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;30&quot;&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Individuality&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;61&quot;&gt;||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;30&quot;&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Sexuality&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;61&quot;&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;30&quot;&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Peter pan complex&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;61&quot;&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;30&quot;&gt;83%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Physical security&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;61&quot;&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;30&quot;&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Physical fitness&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;61&quot;&gt;||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;30&quot;&gt;77%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Histrionic&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;61&quot;&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;30&quot;&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Paranoia&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;61&quot;&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;30&quot;&gt;83%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Vanity&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;61&quot;&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;30&quot;&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Hypersensitivity&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td width=&quot;30&quot;&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Female cliche&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;61&quot;&gt;||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;30&quot;&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Goo Goo Dolls - Tucked away</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 16 Jul 2005 21:38:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I just love when shit works, its amazing.............</title>
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  <description>Couldn&apos;t have said it better myself................</description>
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  <lj:music>Goo Goo Dolls!!!!!!</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Goo Goo Dolls!!!!!!</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 16 Jul 2005 21:37:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I wanna wake up where you are..............</title>
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  <description>Heavy thoughts seem to slip away&lt;br /&gt;When you are on my darkest days&lt;br /&gt;I trust in you&lt;br /&gt;Many debts I cannot repay&lt;br /&gt;Too many clouds in my sky today&lt;br /&gt;I trust in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if it really matters&lt;br /&gt;You run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;When I reach out for a hand to&lt;br /&gt;Pull me through the storm&lt;br /&gt;Pull me through the norm&lt;br /&gt;I reach for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken glass as the evening fades&lt;br /&gt;Take another drink as it fades away&lt;br /&gt;I trust in you&lt;br /&gt;Stealing rays from the sun so bright&lt;br /&gt;Join a million people in the church tonight&lt;br /&gt;I trust in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if it really matters&lt;br /&gt;You run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;In.......my........mind&lt;br /&gt;I reach for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread inside&lt;br /&gt;My mind&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ll find&lt;br /&gt;That you really matter&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s right&lt;br /&gt;In this life&lt;br /&gt;We must try&lt;br /&gt;As if it really matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reach out for a hand to&lt;br /&gt;Pull me through the storm&lt;br /&gt;Pull me through the norm&lt;br /&gt;When I reach out for a hand to&lt;br /&gt;Pull me through the storm&lt;br /&gt;Pull me through the norm&lt;br /&gt;When I reach&lt;br /&gt;I reach (2x)&lt;br /&gt;When I reach&lt;br /&gt;I reach (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reach for you</description>
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  <lj:music>Submersed - You run</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Submersed - You run</media:title>
  <lj:mood>awake but dreaming</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Jul 2005 22:29:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Bite me!!!! No, no, no not there........I need that. Ahhh........there, thats better.</title>
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  <description>Whoooooo!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeez........its been a weird day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up, at about 11 - ish, thought &apos;Fuck this for a game of soldiers!!! Iam not staying in...........&apos;, so I rang Davo and we wreaked havoc in various places in town. he gave me advice on a number of issues which I appreciated, then he disapeared &apos;cos he needed a piss lol.&lt;br /&gt;Came home , apologised to my mum for the arguing in the morning, gave her a present and a hug.&lt;br /&gt;She sent me off to Morrisons for a new kettle and came home and faced my fear of the day.............phoning Amy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, we had an awesome conversation - we discussed her problems with Joe and how shes loves him so much but he accused her of guilt-tripping him about how he always works and she admits she always hates aloneness and needs reassuring and made feel better bout things (&apos;Yep - I&apos;ve been there before. You&apos;re starting to sound alot like me.......&apos;) which I again told her she shouldn&apos;t need to feel guilty for loving and hes probably going through a tough phase - he shouldn&apos;t also worry about me being her friend &apos;cos hes gort her and that says alot about him which she said me saying that said so much to her..........&lt;br /&gt;She then asked me about me various problems with family and friends.......I opened my soul about it all as only I could to Amy and told her about my leaving when I&apos;ve got everything together.......she told me I&apos;ve gotta do what I need to like life and to keep in touch and ring her regularly which I said I would anyways. She also told me she can&apos;t imagine me doing anything wrong to anyone or needing forgiveness - I said believe it - she said how we always surprise the other but never really change and how we are so alike in many ways...........&lt;br /&gt;She then pointed out what a really odd relationship we have - friends in college but never really talking, always watching the other from a distance and having their back and and helping if needed trusting the other with all we&apos;ve got. I said its not gonna end now and Iam always there for her no matter where Iam.......and plus Iam gonna ring her loads now too - shes says she looks forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so cool............plus Hazzy rang earlier and we had a really nice conversation about various things at the moment which we love lol...........not gonna go into it, pardon the pun! lol And also shes comin........ahem! Shes.......popping around tommorow to see my and my mum and Iam meeting her in town so Iam very happy about that and we can have a cool relaxing time tomorrow, doing stuff we like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well............its been a cool day and hopefully, that will continue on.........it probably won&apos;t be we can always live in hope, can&apos;t we?</description>
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  <lj:music>Matthew Good Band - The strangest on of all</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Matthew Good Band - The strangest on of all</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Jul 2005 21:44:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My hero!!!!!!!!  Some say Iam strangely obsessed but they don&apos;t know the half of it...........</title>
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  <lj:music>Matthew Good Band!!!!!!!!!</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Matthew Good Band!!!!!!!!!</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Jul 2005 20:47:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Where is the love? Its wherever you want it to be and whoever you want it to be with..............</title>
  <link>http://bazlita.livejournal.com/24047.html</link>
  <description>Song of the day; - Yup, now I know its true - Alanis does make people cry.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good&lt;br /&gt;Even if I did nothing&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good&lt;br /&gt;Even if I got a thumbs-down&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good&lt;br /&gt;If I got and stayed sick&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good&lt;br /&gt;Even if I gained ten pounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I would be fine&lt;br /&gt;Even if I went bankrupt&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good&lt;br /&gt;If I lost my hair and my youth&lt;br /&gt;That I would be great&lt;br /&gt;If I was no longer queen&lt;br /&gt;That I would be grand&lt;br /&gt;If I was not all-knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I would be loved&lt;br /&gt;Even when I&apos;m not myself&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good&lt;br /&gt;Even when I&apos;m overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;That I would be loved&lt;br /&gt;Even when I was fuming&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good&lt;br /&gt;Even if I was clingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good&lt;br /&gt;Even if I lost sanity&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good&lt;br /&gt;With or without you</description>
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  <lj:music>Alanis Morissette!!!!!!</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Alanis Morissette!!!!!!</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Jul 2005 16:48:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Guilt stricken, sobbing, with my head on the floor.............</title>
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  <description>When I was young I knew everything&lt;br /&gt;And she a punk who rarely ever took advice&lt;br /&gt;Now I&apos;m guilt stricken, sobbibg with my head on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Stop a baby&apos;s breath and a shoe full of rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t be held responsible&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause she was touching her face&lt;br /&gt;I won&apos;t be held responsible&lt;br /&gt;She fell in love in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the life of me, I cannot remember&lt;br /&gt;What made us think that we were wise and we&apos;d never compromise&lt;br /&gt;For the life of me, I cannot belive we&apos;d ever die for these sins&lt;br /&gt;We were mearly freshman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend took a weeks vacation to forget her&lt;br /&gt;His girl took a weeks worth of valium and slept&lt;br /&gt;Now hes guilt stricken, sobbing with his head on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Thinks about her now and how he never really wept he says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t be held responsible&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause she was touching her face&lt;br /&gt;I won&apos;t be held responsible&lt;br /&gt;She fell in love in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the life of me, I cannot remember&lt;br /&gt;What made us think that we were wise and we&apos;d never compromise&lt;br /&gt;For the life of me, I cannot belive we&apos;d ever die for these sins&lt;br /&gt;We were mearly freshman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;ve tried to wash our hands of all of this &lt;br /&gt;We never talk of our lacking relationships&lt;br /&gt;And how were guilt stricken sobbing with our heads on the floor&lt;br /&gt;We fell through the ice when we tried not to slip, we&apos;d say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t be held responsible&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause she was touching her face&lt;br /&gt;I won&apos;t be held responsible&lt;br /&gt;She fell in love in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the life of me, I cannot remember&lt;br /&gt;What made us think that we were wise and we&apos;d never compromise&lt;br /&gt;For the life of me, I cannot belive we&apos;d ever die for these sins&lt;br /&gt;We were mearly freshman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the life of me, I cannot remember&lt;br /&gt;What made us think that we were wise and we&apos;d never compromise&lt;br /&gt;For the life of me, I cannot belive we&apos;d ever die for these sins&lt;br /&gt;We were mearly freshman&lt;br /&gt;We were mearly freshman&lt;br /&gt;We were mearly freshman</description>
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  <lj:music>Verve Pipe - The Freshman</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Verve Pipe - The Freshman</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Jul 2005 00:09:06 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Just something I just wrote...........&lt;br /&gt;I hurt someone tonight by lying to them.&lt;br /&gt;Iam not proud of it but I just wanted to say sorry but writing this little, rather disjointed song to them to let them know I still care and cherish them.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iam not asking for forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;&apos;cos it won&apos;t fill this empty space.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t want you to see my sadness&lt;br /&gt;though its written all over my face.&lt;br /&gt;Iam looking for what I need to change&lt;br /&gt;though it doesn&apos;t seem like I know.&lt;br /&gt;Am I staying here for the sake of it&lt;br /&gt;or do I really want to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iam a picture without any colour&lt;br /&gt;and a winter without any snow.&lt;br /&gt;Iam a song without anything to rhyme&lt;br /&gt;and where the words don&apos;t seem to flow.&lt;br /&gt;Iam a fire thats been burning&lt;br /&gt;slowly falling out of control.......&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve lost the will to build it up&lt;br /&gt;just to watch tumble and fall...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wishing for a quick conclusion&lt;br /&gt;to these problems that I create.&lt;br /&gt;But I know that its not the thing to do&lt;br /&gt;&apos;cos Iam only going to be tempting fate.&lt;br /&gt;I only want you to know I realise&lt;br /&gt;that all my mistakes have all hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;Just stick by me and you will see&lt;br /&gt;that somehow we will make it through...........</description>
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  <lj:music>Me!!!! lol</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Me!!!! lol</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2005 23:20:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>For Amy</title>
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  <description>Iam sure Joe is a great guy.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, apology accepted for telling him about me but he shouldn&apos;t be paranoid about not deserving you.....................&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re an angel and hes so lucky to be able to hold you and kiss you and be able to have you in his life.&lt;br /&gt;Jus tell him he doesn&apos;t have to worry about me cos he has you and thats ays alot about him................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want commitment&lt;br /&gt;Take a look into these eyes&lt;br /&gt;They burn with a fire&lt;br /&gt;Till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;I would do anything&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d beg, I&apos;d steal, I&apos;d die&lt;br /&gt;To have you in these arms tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I want you like the roses &lt;br /&gt;Want the rain&lt;br /&gt;You know I need you&lt;br /&gt;Like a poet needs the pain&lt;br /&gt;I would give anything&lt;br /&gt;My blood my love my life&lt;br /&gt;If you were in these arms tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d hold you&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d need you &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d get down on my knees for you&lt;br /&gt;And make everything alright&lt;br /&gt;If you were in these arms &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d love you&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d please you&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d tell you that I&apos;d never leave you&lt;br /&gt;And love you till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;If you were in these arms tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stared at the sun&lt;br /&gt;And we made a promise&lt;br /&gt;A promise this world would never blind us&lt;br /&gt;These are our words&lt;br /&gt;Our words were our songs&lt;br /&gt;Our songs are our prayers&lt;br /&gt;These prayers keep me strong&lt;br /&gt;And I still I believe&lt;br /&gt;If you were in these arms tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your clothes are still scattered&lt;br /&gt;All over our room&lt;br /&gt;The whole place still smells like &lt;br /&gt;Your cheap perfume&lt;br /&gt;Everything here reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;And there&apos;s nothing that I wouldn&apos;t do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these were our words&lt;br /&gt;They keep me strong baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus</description>
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  <lj:music>Bon Jovi - In these arms</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Bon Jovi - In these arms</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2005 21:06:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>And this is how I feel, no matter what you think I should do..............</title>
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  <description>I get so nervous - I&apos;m shaking&lt;br /&gt;It gets so I got no pride at all&lt;br /&gt;It gets so bad but I just keep coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;Guess I just get off on that stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin bout taking some time&lt;br /&gt;thinkin about leavin soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some things I can&apos;t tell anyone&lt;br /&gt;I got some thing&apos;s I just can&apos;t say&lt;br /&gt;They&apos;re the kinda things that no one knows about&lt;br /&gt;just need somebody to talk to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m thinkin about leaving tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m thinkin about being on my own&lt;br /&gt;Think I&apos;ve been wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;thinkin about getting out&lt;br /&gt;thinkin about getting out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all this time&lt;br /&gt;the bottom line&apos;s you dont know how much I feel&lt;br /&gt;you say you see but I dont agree.&lt;br /&gt;You dont know - dont know how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m just trying to get myself some gravity&lt;br /&gt;your just trying to get me to stay.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I sit here looking down apon los angeles&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes Im floating away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin about breaking myself&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin about getting back home&lt;br /&gt;Think Ive been waiting way to long&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin bout getting out&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin bout getting out&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin bout getting out</description>
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  <lj:music>Counting crows - Speedway</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Counting crows - Speedway</media:title>
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