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    <name>meg</name>
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  <updated>2005-06-30T01:56:52Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:miss_meghan:30568</id>
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    <title>OMGZ!</title>
    <published>2005-06-30T01:56:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-30T01:56:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>pretty ricky - grind with me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">omgz! im updating my livejournal! what is this! ive havent written in here since like uhh march or somethin wow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but like oh my this is exciting! &lt;br /&gt;i love my life, omgz! i like stopped caring about everything that was bothering me! let me tell u it works. im like so much happier. seriously guys try it!&lt;br /&gt;wellwellwell its SUMMER oh boy! how excitinggggg! i went to florida for 10 days it was sosososos much fun guys. seriously u should go right now. i stayed with my grandpaa &amp; hung out with this grrrl sarah which was cooool. then i went to chandlers house omgz! it was exhilerating! &lt;br /&gt;i got back like last weeek now im just chillen around its great fun. i love it. i play tennis everyday its so much fun u guys should major play it one time. then i go swimming everyday. and just chillll. its really fun. &lt;br /&gt;me &amp; ruthie chillll &amp; take walks in the dark to bilo whoaa scary scary &amp; we swim and i love her omgz. &lt;br /&gt;wellwellwell MADE is about to come on oh boyyyy i love it. lil white guys gonna become a rapper! im excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:miss_meghan:30308</id>
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    <title>edit/clothes</title>
    <published>2005-03-26T02:12:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-26T02:14:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Luda</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Edit to that last entry. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I hate your Abercrombie polos.&amp;nbsp; I hate your destressed Hollister jeans even more.&amp;nbsp; I hate your Rainbow Flip Flops.&amp;nbsp; But most of all I hate your "i'm way better than you" attitude.&amp;nbsp; This is for all the kids in my English class who pretend to be my friends. It's all an act. They only talk to me when they need/want something.&amp;nbsp;I'm over the whole thing and I wish people would stop being so fake. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>get back.</title>
    <published>2005-03-24T23:34:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-24T23:34:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ludacris - get back</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;My feelings about today &amp;amp; last nights meets &amp;amp; the protestors at Vance:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Why you all in my ear? &lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talkin' a&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;whole bunch a shit that I ain't&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;tryin to hear.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Get Back! Motherfucker &lt;font size="5"&gt;You &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;don't&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; know me like that.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;Get back! Motherfucker You don't know me like that!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I ain't playin' around.. &lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Make one false move, I'll take you down.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;Get back! Motherfucker You don't know me like that. &lt;br&gt;Get back! Motherfucker You don't know me like that!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;See I caught him with a right hook, caught him with a jab, caught him with an upper cut, &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kicked him in his ass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. Sent him&lt;br&gt;on his way cause I ain't for that talk, and no trips to the county.. I ain't for that walk! We split like 2 pins at the&lt;br&gt;end of a lane, we'll knock out your spotlight and put end to your fame. Put a DTP pendant at the end of yo' chain, and put&lt;br&gt;the booty of a swish at the end of a flaamme.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Hey, you want WHAT with me?!&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt; I'm gonna tell you one time, don't FUCK with me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;! Get down! Beat his ass.. ain't got nothin'&lt;br&gt;to lose, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;and i'm havin a bad day, &lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt; make me take it out on &lt;/font&gt;you!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Any Questions?&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:miss_meghan:29884</id>
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    <title>what it is ho &amp; wassupp</title>
    <published>2005-03-13T00:00:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-13T00:01:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>trill ville.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yeah, I know. I update &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; much. Welcome to the best week of my life. Whoa, note some sarcasm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I performed horribly dreadful at the track meet on Thursday. Second place doesn't sound bad, but I really did do bad. I cleared the first height, no problem. Second height should have been no problem. Got my body over, but my pole hit the bar. Second try. These guys behind me from Central Cabarrus were yelling and laughing and stuff. So I turned around and told them to shut up. Of course, they were all hardcore gangster kids and didn't appreciate little ole me telling them to shut their pie holes. So they smacked their teeth, etc. So I turn around again and tell them that they should try pole vaulting with people yelling at you in the background. I also muttered some unmentionables but let's keep that on the DL. I like how the coach from Central who was recording the score didn't say anything to them. So I'm running up for my second try. The same dumb guys in the background were yelling childish things like "miss it" and "sike" at me. And sure enough, I miss it. Thanks childish gangster guys, for making my day. So I just lay down on the mat. I was sad/mad/annoyed/about to beat some kid up. Then the same coach who didn't say anything to her WONDERFUL athletes who had great sportsmanship, told me that I had to move. Thankkks. So I scoot over to the edge of the mat. "Sweetheart you neeed to move." Sweetheart my ass. Whatta complete b!tch. So i started to take my third and last try at the second height. Run up there, plant my pole, and don't go anywhere. Fall right back down into the pit. It hurt. Yeah, so I gave up after that. Like I said, I performed horrifyingly dreadful at the meet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and in Gym yesterday I was hit with a basketball. It hurt. For a second I thought I was going to die, but not because of the basketball. So I just lay down on the floor and went to sleep. I like how Daniella and Mandy were all best friend buddy-buddy during Gym, and just left me standing there. I lovee how people act like they are your BEST friend, but act completely differently. I also love when people who don't normally talk to me(IE some of the before mentioned), say hi to me after school at track practice. It's weird. They are lame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, the softball game yesterday was amazing. I thoroughly enjoyed yelling back and forth with the 5-6 Dad's of the Eagle's players. It was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blechh. Everything is due on Friday. And by everything, I mean my 15 newspaper articles of which I have 6 done. And more pages read in the Assistant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Comment anonymously with something you hate about me, please.</content>
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    <title>i like you're thug style</title>
    <published>2005-03-05T22:14:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-05T22:14:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>holy water - big&amp;rich</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So we got our schedule cards yesterday. Here's the line up for next year. Get excited. &lt;b&gt;English III AP, Advanced Models&amp;Functions&lt;/b&gt;( AKA-algebra 3 )&lt;b&gt; Environmental Science AP, US History Advanced, Music Theory AP, Creative Writing, Newspaper 2, German 3.&lt;/b&gt;  Three APs .. not too bad. I'm worried a little though. We'll see hopefully I can handle it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at track practice I hit myself with my pole and it hurt. I couldn't run after that. So that kinda sucked. First meet of this season is Friday at Vance so come out there. MK? K good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Ally went on a bike ride today. Man that was intense. The hills were &lt;u&gt;excruciating&lt;/u&gt;. You know how it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outtttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS. I'm calling Chandler later, so don't bug me between 7 &amp; 8 PM I think.)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:miss_meghan:29383</id>
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    <title>k.</title>
    <published>2005-03-02T23:54:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-02T23:54:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay. &lt;b&gt;The situation with Laura is over. We both know exactly what happened, and no one else. Whoever the fuck you people are, you do not need to be commenting in my livejournal about an issue that you know nothing about. It's not about shoelaces. I've said it before and I'll say it again. It's not about shoelaces. I have nothing further to explain to &lt;i&gt;anyone&lt;/i&gt;, because like I said, I don't care who believes me and who doesn't. Sure the shoelaces thing set me off, but trust me it would to you too if that happened. What made me mad is that whenever I passed Laura in the hallways she would shout "bitch" in my direction. That's it. She's not going to be talking any more shit, and neither am I. &lt;u&gt;The arguement is over.&lt;/u&gt; So please refrain from commenting any further on that whole situation. It's lame, you're lame. The end.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoooosh. Glad I got that off my chest. So the writing test was yesterday.Topic=&lt;b&gt;Write a newspaper article on the meaning of &lt;i&gt;individuality&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Ha. Perfect. I know all about that. I wrote about a select few issues that were going on. It was great. I did real good. Should be a 3 or 4. &lt;br /&gt;Cavi was in the newspaper yesterday, how cute. So was Drew. Ehh not so cute. &lt;br /&gt;Hope everybody's week is going wonderfully. Mine sure is. &lt;br /&gt;Later &amp;lt;3333</content>
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    <title>wtf.</title>
    <published>2005-03-01T11:33:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-01T11:33:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So this is posted in Laura's journal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;big&gt;MEGHAN LEIGH RUIDEGER CAN ROOT IN HELL FOR ALL I CARE. MOTHER FUCKING BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; SHE NEEDS TO GET THE GOD DAMN STICK OUT OF HER ASS. SHE THINKS SHE IS SO HIGH AND MIGHTY? YAH RITE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also. being emo &amp;&amp; so called hardcore is NOT cool. umm and if u really ARE emo, u dont go around saying you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking moron! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone please tell me of when I have EVER said that I was "emo" or "hardcore." Really, I would love to see some examples. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Laura I seem to remember that on your myspace a certain line said something like ...  "I love being emo, I wear my heart on my sleeve while shopping in American Eagle." Hypocrit anyone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man... people these days. Oh yeah and does she really think that putting my ENTIRE name and everything in bold and big is really accomplishing anything? I say she just gets over stuff like a normal person would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opinions, please.</content>
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    <title>Everybody get on the floor</title>
    <published>2005-02-22T00:06:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-22T00:06:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>1,2 step</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Do you ever get that feeling where you dont want to talk to anybody? You dont want to smile and you dont want you fake being happy. But at the same time you dont exactly know whats wrong either. There isnt a way to explain it to someone who doesnt already understand. If you could want anything in the world it would be to be alone. People have stopped being comforting and being alone never was. At least when youre alone, no one will constantly ask you what is wrong and there isnt anyone who wont take I dont know for an answer. You feel the way you do just because. You hope the feeling will pass soon and that you will be able to be yourself again, but until then all you can do is wait.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMkay. So I disappeared for a while but I have returned. How's everyone doing. Me I'm doing fabulously. All I got to say is &lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;save the drama for your mama.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt; You know who you are.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later guys. I'll update sometime sooon. Promise.</content>
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    <title>you best believe i'm number one.</title>
    <published>2005-02-13T21:22:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-13T21:22:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>green day - jesus of suburbia</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Oh my flipping Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/paultvaulter4/cd.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That CD is AMAZING. I bought it today at target and it's wonderful. Definitely the pick me uppper type. I feel gangster when i listen to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Ohhhh check these out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/paultvaulter4/shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New shoelaces. Niice. They have polka dots aw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And And..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/paultvaulter4/carolina.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carolina Tshirt. Woot Woot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/paultvaulter4/dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this dress from Group USA. It's reallly super cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. So i went shopping today. I got a Ciara's CD, a carolina t shirt and shoelaces. Fun'ish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow's Valentine's day?? Have a good one.&lt;br /&gt;loveee</content>
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    <title>get rowdy.</title>
    <published>2005-02-12T03:44:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-12T03:47:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sugarland</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today was cute. I got up at freakin &lt;i&gt;7:35&lt;/i&gt;. Brett woke me up. Then I had to watch him while Ally &amp; Mom went to the orthodontist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to target and purchased the following: &lt;b&gt;Candy buttons, Conversation hearts, hand sanitizer, and a magazine.&lt;/b&gt; Then went to lunch at &lt;u&gt;Showmars.&lt;/u&gt; It was interesting. I'd never been before. Went with Cavi Amanda Sharon Mom Kimberly Ally &amp; Brett. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/paultvaulter4/cavarae.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;big&gt;Amanda &amp; Cavi being retarded. &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came home and sat &amp; stuff. Then went to dinner @ Brooklyn South with the following people: &lt;b&gt;Mom, Dad, Ally, Brett, Amanda, Kimberly, Sharon, Tim, Cavi, Drew, Lauren, Caitlyn, and Mr&amp;Mrs. Cavasinni&lt;/b&gt;. It was good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh now I'm here. This was a dumb/lame entry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peeeeeeeez.</content>
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    <title>teeeeeter</title>
    <published>2005-02-11T04:13:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-11T04:13:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>green frickin day</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;The past couple days have been interesting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;: Reviewed for a civics test. Played like crap in band. I hate when Mr.White points at me.&amp;nbsp; I really wish he would stop. Me and Daniella made it to the finals for badminton. Awesome. We totally dominated kiley&amp;amp;tiffany's team. 15-0. Yes but apparantly we play "mean." Okay. Then German .. psh. Just sat around.&amp;nbsp; I hate that class.&amp;nbsp; Then there was german club and I figured&amp;nbsp;I should probably go .. you know since I am the President and all. But I didn't. It was Brett's birthday. Aw. He's 5 now how cute.&amp;nbsp; So Kimberly, Sharon &amp;amp; Tim came over. We ate cake and opened presents and played Operation. Fun. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: We did a study guide in Newspaper. I don't really remember what else. Substitute in Chem. She was strange. She called us "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;undercover thugs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;."&amp;nbsp; Right. I don't remember English.&amp;nbsp;Then Algebra 2 took some random notes. I don't know what the heckk goes on in that class. It's dumb. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Took a fairy hard Civics test.&amp;nbsp;Sat around in band. Took some cute pictures. Will post at the end. Played in the badminton finals in P.E. We lost like 15-9 to Juan and Tony. It's okay though, we can still win if we win the loser championships then we play Juan and Tony again for the win. Sat around in German again. Then after school went straight to Amanda's house. Sat around and ate pizza there. Then Amanda got home with Lauren &amp;amp; we just sat around and ate. Then Cavi came. Amanda was getting ready and everything. Then we finally left her house.&amp;nbsp;The drive to Queens College was interesting.&amp;nbsp; Haha Amanda and Cavi fighting a lot. Being squished in the very back with Amanda and Lauren. Then we finally got to the college at&amp;nbsp;around 4. So Me, Ally, Lauren and Cavi just sat around doing nothing until the show started at 6.&amp;nbsp; But when the show (aka - Amanda's dance showcase) started it was REALLY good. In the first number a girls top fell off so she had to hold it up the rest of the dance.&amp;nbsp; It was pretty cute. Amanda did so good in her solo. But man that thing lasted SO long.&amp;nbsp; Like&amp;nbsp;4.5 hours long. Yeahh it ended at 10:30, got home around 11. Didn't do any homework. Went to bed. Had to get up at 5. That sucked. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: In newspaper we had to go around and say something nice about everybody in the room.&amp;nbsp;It was rather interesting. Lots of people said that "I like cheese." That's something nice? Ha oh well it was fun anyway. They also said that I was shy. Hm okay. Chemistry I just sat there.&amp;nbsp;I didn't pay much attention. But .. it's allll good. English we read some play &amp;amp; stuff. Then Algebra .. pssh I still don't know what's going on in that class. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I babysat tonight. No school tomorrow or Monday.&amp;nbsp; Yay for four day weekends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace Out. A town down. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit - Some Pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/paultvaulter4/laurenhay.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lauren &amp; haylie being silly in band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/paultvaulter4/haylaur.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/paultvaulter4/hayyylie.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG. haylie upside down. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/paultvaulter4/erin.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erin sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/paultvaulter4/mom-bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom on her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/paultvaulter4/bretttt.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my little brother on the greenway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/paultvaulter4/morgan.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morgan @ lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/paultvaulter4/patrick.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patrick and some girl at lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/paultvaulter4/amanda.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda's close up. oh boyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all folks.</content>
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    <title>The Next Big One.</title>
    <published>2005-02-05T19:25:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-05T19:25:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>green day - jesus of suburbia</lj:music>
    <content type="html">That survey was retarded so I deleted it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go to the doctor's office on Tuesday. They shot me. It was scary. I alsmost cried. My mom picked me up at the beginning of gym. Then we went to Kinko's. I talked to Amanda's mom on the phone and got her to convince my mom to let me eat lunch with them. Then I went to the doctors. I hate going there it's so awkward. Then I went to Chick fillet with my mom, Sharon, Brett &amp; Tim. Then came back to school at 1:20. It was pointless. But oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still really really really hate gym. I just kind of stand around. I especially hate free days. Yeah that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some bad news on Tuesday night from Chandler. I was watching American Idol and it was like 8:35 and she called. I knew right away that something was wrong. She was talking all quietly and stuff. So I had to turn the volume up. But I still couldn't barely hear. Then she told me. I didn't know what I was supposed to say, so I didn't say much of anything. That's pretty much it. Just keep keep her momma in your thoughts guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go to track practice at all this week. I feel kinda bad but kinda not. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Amanda's 17th Birthday. Aw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday's Amanda's dance showcase I'm excited. I get to miss track practice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Byee.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>miss_meghan @ 2005-02-03T06:15:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-03T11:16:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-03T11:16:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ihurt</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i just wish it would go away. :[ :[</content>
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    <title>I came, I saw, I conquered.</title>
    <published>2005-01-29T20:10:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-29T20:10:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>green day - jesus of suburbia</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I blame everyone else, not my own partaking &lt;br&gt;My passive-aggressiveness can be devastating &lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm terrified and mistrusting&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;And you've never met anyone as --&lt;br&gt;As &lt;em&gt;closed down&lt;/em&gt; as I am sometimes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm the funniest woman you've ever known. &lt;br&gt;I am the dullest woman you've ever known. &lt;br&gt;I'm the most gorgeous woman you've ever known &lt;br&gt;And you've never met anyone as, as &lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;everything&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt; as I am sometimes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And that would be Ms. Alanis Morrisette. Just because I'm oldskool. I love that song. It's darling. I imagined it to be a good opening to this entry, and I think I was right.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After I wrote that other entry I realized that I don't&amp;nbsp; know who reads this thing. I don't want people to feel bad or whatever. I don't feel at liberty to write some things in here for the soul reason of not knowing who reads it. So. I've got a lot on my mind&amp;nbsp;- again, stuff that I don't want to share. In retaliation to that entry though, I say &lt;strong&gt;fuck them.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm over it. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I whine to much. But I'm so good at it. &lt;u&gt;I'm a selfish bitch&lt;/u&gt;. Go me..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OH AND BY THE WAY. It snowed/sleeted/iced like CRAZY this morning. You can all thank me. After days of incessantly wearing my jammies inside out, It finally happened. I took a buttload of pictures and will post when I feel like it. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I have a lot of homework to do this weekend. I have a Chemistry test on Monday and my parents are making me study for it. Plus, I sorta feel like actually passing a test for once? Maybe. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That's all. Have a wonderful day.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>She wants someone to call her Angel.</title>
    <published>2005-01-29T02:46:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-29T02:46:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nysnc- byebyebye</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;I'm home alone again &lt;br /&gt;And you're out, hanging with your friends&lt;br /&gt;So you say, somehow I know its not quite that way&lt;br /&gt;It's getting pretty late, and you haven't checked on me all day&lt;br /&gt;When I called, you didn't answer&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm feeling like you're ignoring me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange how that describes my friends. Really. I feel like I have no friends at times. I mean, I know they are there but they sure don't act like my friends. Sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got report cards on Wednesday. Ohsnap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;quarter 2 grades&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newspaper- A&lt;br /&gt;chemistry- F&lt;br /&gt;english- A&lt;br /&gt;algebra 2- D&lt;br /&gt;civics and economics- C&lt;br /&gt;band- A&lt;br /&gt;health- A&lt;br /&gt;german- A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;exam grades&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newspaper- C&lt;br /&gt;chemistry- F&lt;br /&gt;english- A&lt;br /&gt;algebra 2- F&lt;br /&gt;civics and economics- C&lt;br /&gt;band- A&lt;br /&gt;health- A&lt;br /&gt;german- A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;semester 1 grades&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newspaper- B&lt;br /&gt;chemistry- F&lt;br /&gt;english- A&lt;br /&gt;algebra 2- D&lt;br /&gt;civics and economics- C&lt;br /&gt;band- A&lt;br /&gt;health- A&lt;br /&gt;german- A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;G.P.A = 3.12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah whatever. Not too bad. Got lectured/talk to for like an hour by my mom. Had to go to tutoring and schedule an appointment with my guidance counselor and all that. Yeahh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah in band today I almost cried. I felt like a retard. But not really I didn't really care. Mr.White wasn't there so we had to do the same theory packet that we always do. I was sitting with Erin, Alex, Haylie, and Lauren. Then Erin and Alex left to go do whatever. So I was left with Haylie and Lauren. They mostly talk to each other. So I just sat. They told secrets in front of me. What is this, elementary school? Haylie was stressing over her C&amp;E homework. So I did it for her. What do I get? Nothing. No thank you, no hug, no hey thanks you're the best. Just an "oh good, I really didn't want to do that." Wow I feel so &lt;i&gt;appreciated.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In gym I always feel like I'm the oddball. Everyone has their partners and their own friends, who mainly talk to each other. So I just kinda stand around. I don't really have any serious &lt;i&gt;friends&lt;/i&gt; in that class. I miss sharing a locker with Chandler and being her partner in the sports. I miss it terribly. I mean, sure, Daniella is in there. But she talks to Mandy. Meredith and Jose associate with each other. Kailey and Tiffany. I don't really fit with anyone. But I am partners with Daniella for badminton. But still. Everytime I mess up when we are playing I feel dumb because she's really good. Then when we were just messing around playing teams, Daniella just kind of walked away to go play with Blafield. Ok? So i just sat down against the bleachers and watched. Yeah. So I pretty much just feel like a loser in that class with no friends. Awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, it is supposed to snow. Finally. I have been waiting for quite a long time. Wearing my jammies inside out every night. Finally, it's gonna happen. I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bad side, Amanda's showcase for dance will most likely be cancelled. I have been looking forward to that for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Long entry. Bye.</content>
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    <title>I like lemon pudding.</title>
    <published>2005-01-23T21:58:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-23T21:58:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>james taylor</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm becoming obese. Seriously. I had to write a paper about obesity, and i fit all the symptoms of a teen who will become obese. I don't look or feel obese. It's strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really realllllly wish it would snow. I wear my pajamas inside out every night, but it doesn't snow. It's not fair. It's snowing practically everywhere else in the country but here. It's 28 degrees and FREEZING. But why no snow?? Edit - It's not snowing at Chandler's house. It's 80 degrees down there in the sunshine state. Here's my theory; if it's not going to snow, then it should just get warm. I really don't like the cold, but I love the snow. I love warm weather. For a couple reasons: 1)Skirts and Tshirts. 2)muchhh better for track practice. Because right now its FREEZING. and 3)No jackets. Yup that's it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God tomorrow is a Bday. I hate Adays passionately. Only downside is that I have P.E. But I'm dealing. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekk.</content>
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    <title>today, was a sensational day</title>
    <published>2005-01-20T21:24:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-20T21:24:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/paultvaulter4/meschool.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So LiveJournal decided to be gay and delete my entry. Now you'll have to live with a short and sweet one. Mk? Mk. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was cold today. Did not enjoy that. I did however enjoy that I did not have track practice. Too bad I was not informed and carried my stuff around all day. I died at practice yesterday, seriously. I never want to jump rope again. Ever. Seriously. It was that bad. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think I'm getting sick. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In other news, I have no earthly idea of whats going on in math class. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I lead a boring life. Goodbye.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Ps - My earmuffs are pimp.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>pictures of todays purchases</title>
    <published>2005-01-17T23:07:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-17T23:07:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/paultvaulter4/sailor.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;sailorXcore. new red polo and new white polo&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/paultvaulter4/purse.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;purse = yum&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/paultvaulter4/polos.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;polos that you cant see &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;green sofees woot woot&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;chuppp and i bought 2 cds- green day &amp;amp; rascal flatts.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;bye guys :]&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>SoDamnHotT</title>
    <published>2005-01-16T18:15:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-16T18:15:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>all my exs live in texas</lj:music>
    <content type="html">LJ is back. Thank God. I was worried. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I went to the George Strait concert at the Coliseum. It was okay. I personally liked the openers better then George himself. Dierks Bentley and Amber Dotson opened. They were really good. The people in front of me were so annoying I wanted to hit them. But anyway, then George came on and everybody started screaming it was insane. He started singing a whole bunch of songs that I didn't know so I just sat there. Then he sang Cowboys like us. I sang along. Then I hate everything, and i sang along. Then after that I fell asleep for a while. Haha. Yeah. I was tired. Then the concert ended at like 11:30. I fell asleep on the ride home. And fell asleep as soon as I got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we didn't have school so I just sat around. Babysat and made 30 bucks. Nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday a whole bunch of people came over. It was Collete, Larry, Jessy, Jennifer, Jon, Austin, Sharon, Tim, Kimberly, Amanda, Shelby and Harrison. We had like a barbeque type thing. Me and Ally were supposed to be babysitting Harrison and Shelby but they just kinda played with Brett and Austin. Yup. It was really fun. I went with Kimberly to Bilo because she was freaking out about the sauerkraut. Cavi didn't come because he got his wisdom teeth pulled. Poor Guy. It was him and Amanda's 10 months. How cute. But yeah he wasn't acting himself. Not good. On the 29th is Amanda's showcase for dance I can't wait for that. I love that girl so so much she's the cutest thing ever. Then me and Ally went back to Shelb and Harrison's house to put them to sleep. Yup. Made a bunch of money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm just hanging out for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow - no school - so I'm going shopping with Ally. Should be fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye guys Love you. &amp;lt;33332221&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/paultvaulter4/amandaallylulu.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats amanda, ally and kimberly</content>
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    <title>SoDamnHotT</title>
    <published>2005-01-16T17:56:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-16T17:56:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>all my exs live in texas</lj:music>
    <content type="html">LJ is back. Thank God. I was worried. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I went to the George Strait concert at the Coliseum. It was okay. I personally liked the openers better then George himself. Dierks Bentley and Amber Dotson opened. They were really good. The people in front of me were so annoying I wanted to hit them. But anyway, then George came on and everybody started screaming it was insane. He started singing a whole bunch of songs that I didn't know so I just sat there. Then he sang Cowboys like us. I sang along. Then I hate everything, and i sang along. Then after that I fell asleep for a while. Haha. Yeah. I was tired. Then the concert ended at like 11:30. I fell asleep on the ride home. And fell asleep as soon as I got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we didn't have school so I just sat around. Babysat and made 30 bucks. Nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday a whole bunch of people came over. It was Collete, Larry, Jessy, Jennifer, Jon, Austin, Sharon, Tim, Kimberly, Amanda, Shelby and Harrison. We had like a barbeque type thing. Me and Ally were supposed to be babysitting Harrison and Shelby but they just kinda played with Brett and Austin. Yup. It was really fun. I went with Kimberly to Bilo because she was freaking out about the sauerkraut. Cavi didn't come because he got his wisdom teeth pulled. Poor Guy. It was him and Amanda's 10 months. How cute. But yeah he wasn't acting himself. Not good. On the 29th is Amanda's showcase for dance I can't wait for that. I love that girl so so much she's the cutest thing ever. Then me and Ally went back to Shelb and Harrison's house to put them to sleep. Yup. Made a bunch of money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm just hanging out for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow - no school - so I'm going shopping with Ally. Should be fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye guys Love you. &amp;lt;33332221</content>
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    <title>miss_meghan @ 2005-01-08T12:15:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-08T17:18:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-08T17:18:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;BAKE SALE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Saturday January 15, 2005&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Corner of Hampton Place Drive and Brown Road.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;1pm until everything's gone.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;All money goes to help Tsunami Relief funds in South Asia.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Help if you can!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Thanks.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>automatic super sonic hypnotic funky fresh</title>
    <published>2005-01-08T04:26:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-08T04:26:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Green Day: Boulevard of Broken Dreams</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This week has been insane. Just pure insanity. As predicted, waking up on Monday sucked terribly. I didn't hear my alarm so therefore Ally had to wake me up. So therefore I had to wash my hair in the sink. Poo on toast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dundundun &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday - newspaper and english. &lt;b&gt;newspaper&lt;/b&gt;-so so so very easy. had to present my article on French club. Yeahhh. &lt;b&gt;english&lt;/b&gt;-got a 95. awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday - civics&amp;economics and health. &lt;b&gt;c&amp;e&lt;/b&gt;-easy but reallly long. like 187 question long. &lt;b&gt;health&lt;/b&gt;-so stupidly easy. she let us use our books. Outrageously lame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup so exams aren't too bad. Thursday I went to Wendys with a bunch of people. It was fun and boring at the same time ha. Only good thing about exams is leaving at 12:35. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I went to TGI Fridays with the family. &lt;b&gt;Oh.My.God.&lt;/b&gt; We were walking through the parking lot. Me and my mom had already crossed the street. Then i heard some honking and a guy yelling "WHOA WHOA WHOA." So I turn around just in the knick of time to see my innocent 4 year old baby brother whom i love so very dearly but is sometimes annoying, come SO CLOSE to getting smushed by this other car. He was running across the street and didn't look. (He was supposed to wait over with my Dad, but instead started running towards us.) It was SO scary. I screamed. I think my heart stopped for a sec. The woman who was driving the car, thankfully slammed on the breaks just in time. She felt totally guilty, but clearly it was Brett's fault because he just ran out into a parking lot with out looking. But oh my. It gave me a big fright. I was totally shooken up after that. So scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night guys. &amp;lt;333 Love.</content>
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    <title>i walk alone</title>
    <published>2005-01-02T21:09:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-02T21:09:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>atreyu - bleeding mascara</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;"Lots of people I was starting to hate who I used to like a lot. But when you like people, you can hurt. I'd made a few mistakes with girl friends, and one or two guys I'd thought were my buddies, and I wouldn't make these mistakes again."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Big Mouth and Ugly Girl&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;b&gt;can not&lt;/b&gt; believe that I have school tomorrow. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Absolutely Dreadful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. I'm gonna have the WORST time waking up in the morning. All break I've stayed up all night, and slept all day. But, on the other hand, I get to wear my new outfits and see all my friends. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years was nothing too wonderful. I celebrated it old school and hung out with my family. Haha i sound like a loser saying that, but it's okay. Laura called me at exactly 12:00 AM, and I enjoyed that very much. I watched the ball drop. I love that. It's quite the tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going shoe shopping later because I need a new pair of cross trainers for track. At least that's what Coach Green says. I'm not complaining though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched this movie called Joe Somebody yesterday. It was outrageously weird and retarded but funny-ish at the same time. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go pack my back pack. Time to get back to reality; which sucks so majorly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye loves.</content>
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    <title>promo</title>
    <published>2005-01-01T02:44:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-01T02:45:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=_beauty_is_me_"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/bran_breitheal/pic/000018qr" alt="our community is hotter than your community" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Draw what you see.</title>
    <published>2004-12-31T01:04:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-31T01:04:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I'm watching Babes in Toyland. I despise this movie.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today was pretty much pointless. I did absolutely nothing except read, watch tv, ate, and go online. I didn't get dressed; I didn't shower. I was in quite the "bum" mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to get anxious about going back to school. For one thing, staying at home doing nothing is not fun; it's actually quite boring. And another, I miss my friends. Once we do go back to school though, I'm sure I'll be changing my mind. Once I have to wake up at exactly 5:25 in the morning is when it'll hit me - that I wish it was still winter break. I'm weird like that. Like during the school year I'm all "I can't wait till Summer." Then summer roles around and it starts to get boring and I'll be like "I wish I was in school." Someone please tell me that I'm not the only one who feels this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading this pretty weird book right now, called &lt;u&gt;All American Girl.&lt;/u&gt; I mean, I guess it's alright but It's totally unrealistic. It's about a girl who miraculously saves the life of the president by stopping an assasin from shooting him. I don't know - I just found it rather weird. Anyway here's a quote from it that I found particularly amusing. The girl is talking about the Top Ten Reasons why she'll probably die young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"4. I am a middle child. Middle children die sooner than their older and younger siblings due to being routinely ignored. I have never seen documented proof of this, but I am sure it is true. It is a story just waiting to be busted wide open by&lt;/i&gt; 60 minutes, &lt;i&gt;or whatever."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it from me for today - Sorry for the long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a good day! &amp;lt;3 Love</content>
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