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  <updated>2005-06-17T01:32:52Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ydognamesgetme2:4454</id>
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    <title>ydognamesgetme2 @ 2005-06-16T21:39:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-17T01:32:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-17T01:32:52Z</updated>
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    <title>Help....Anyone...?</title>
    <published>2005-06-13T20:11:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-13T20:14:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>You and Me~ Life House</lj:music>
    <content type="html">wow... I have been under so much stress lately its crazy!!!&lt;br /&gt;Here are somethings that have been stressing me out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School- (as is for everyone) but for me we have Exams, and Grades, and I have to pass Geom. and i have no idea whats goin on with that....I guess I will find out soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People- Just people bugging the hell outta me, like telling I look stupid or my hair looks stupid ( yah i dont care what ppl think but when you say something everyday its kinda like well what are you tryn to tell me?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Boys too, or just one boy at least..... not knowing how he really feels or how to get a chance to hang out with out being so shy cos its really hard. Plus he doesnt call you or he is just too STUPID....sorry ranting even more then needed......I just wish there was a way i could find out how he really felt with out asking him face to face and looking like an ass in the end (if SOMEONE ELSE FOUND OUT  for me that would be great but i couldnt ask that of anyone i ask too much from everyone all the time......but this is one thing that actually has meaning to it and i wish there was a way but i couldnt burrdon anyone at all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also having your old crush tell you all about him making out with a bunch of ppl and then haveing a 3 some (but not sex jsut making out) and keeps talking about it, it just makes you feel like so little and it hurts......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family- need i say more (normal stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work- never being good enough even though your the best person there and always getting called in cos ppl are too fucking lazy to work if you a on you work you dont call out so fucking deal with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just being bizzy- stupid ass family parties every weekend where i dont want to go to them cos i ither dont talk to most of the ppl there or i want to do something else!  my uncle might leave my aunt cos he is an ass and has done stupid stuff and Its been like every weekend since April that i have had to go to these parties and i can hardly hang out with anyone cos theres no time.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this piled up together along with other peoples problems (i dont mind helping you out and if you need to talk to me about something go ahead im hear) but its just like when can i get a break...I so cant wait for school to be over....that knocks out alot of the stress that i have now and hopefully everything will be fine. &lt;br /&gt;well Peace Out &lt;br /&gt;Heart you all lots comment if ya want and if ya want to help out let me know first........</content>
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    <title>ydognamesgetme2 @ 2005-05-15T19:38:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-15T23:39:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-15T23:39:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. I _____ Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;2. I want to _____ Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;3. Melissa is _____.&lt;br /&gt;4. Melissa and I are _____.&lt;br /&gt;5. If I were alone in a room with Melissa we would probably_____.&lt;br /&gt;6. I wish Melissa could _____.&lt;br /&gt;7. Melissa is going to marry _____.&lt;br /&gt;8. Melissa reminds me of _____.&lt;br /&gt;9. If Melissa were an animal, he would be a _____.&lt;br /&gt;10. One day, Melissa and I will _____.</content>
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    <title>Another Intermission with a Poem</title>
    <published>2005-04-27T02:25:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-27T02:25:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The One Im Waiting For~ Relient K</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I got you hooked&lt;br /&gt;You got me hooked&lt;br /&gt;We both got hooked with just one look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You turn over all my frowns&lt;br /&gt;On the days that Im feeling down&lt;br /&gt;Im am so gald that you are the one that I found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always make me feel so great&lt;br /&gt;You always save me just on time, your never late&lt;br /&gt;So come with me on just this one date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From going from class to class&lt;br /&gt;When I see you my heart beats fast&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but smile when you pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time we talked everything clicked&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that picked&lt;br /&gt;For now I know we could be the perfect fit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets be together in joy and glee&lt;br /&gt;Forget everything else and spend your time here with me&lt;br /&gt;And maybe just maybe we could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a poem by me for someone out there! hope you all like it im not really that good at this stuff anyways</content>
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    <title>ydognamesgetme2 @ 2005-03-28T19:55:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-29T01:22:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-29T01:22:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Getting into you</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Things about me!! You do it too and learn more about ur self!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things That Scare You:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Clowns&lt;br /&gt;2.Spiders&lt;br /&gt;3.Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;4."Man Beast"&lt;br /&gt;5.Being Alone&lt;br /&gt;6.War&lt;br /&gt;7.Rejection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things You Love: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Me&lt;br /&gt;2.Music&lt;br /&gt;3.My Friends&lt;br /&gt;4.Video Games&lt;br /&gt;5.Did I say Me?&lt;br /&gt;6.Dodgeball the movie&lt;br /&gt;7."Joanie Loves Chachi!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things You Hate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Clowns&lt;br /&gt;2.You (lol j/k unless your someone i really dont like cos then i really do hate you.) LOL&lt;br /&gt;3.Mean People (Im the mean one not you) LOL jk&lt;br /&gt;4.The Milkshake Song&lt;br /&gt;5.Britney Spears and anyone like her&lt;br /&gt;6.ED (Sam you and Kathleen and Jen will agree with me)&lt;br /&gt;7.I dont really hate i just dislike a really lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things In Your Room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Me&lt;br /&gt;2.Pictures&lt;br /&gt;3.DVD Player&lt;br /&gt;4.TV&lt;br /&gt;5.Computer/printer (ha two in one baby)&lt;br /&gt;6.Cell phone&lt;br /&gt;7.Bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Random Facts About You:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.My best buddy is Nelson haha jk&lt;br /&gt;2.I work at an old people home&lt;br /&gt;3.Im blind with out my glasses&lt;br /&gt;4. Eagles Fan did Eagles Jr. Cheerleading and got to meet the cheerleaders and one or two of the players!!&lt;br /&gt;5.I love to listen to music&lt;br /&gt;6.Im a really bad dancer&lt;br /&gt;7. Haven't been kissed yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things You Plan To Do Before You Die:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Fork someones lawn&lt;br /&gt;2.Find my "Nemo"&lt;br /&gt;3.Find what i was put here for&lt;br /&gt;4.Do something more daring then jumping off my front step&lt;br /&gt;5.Sleep past 10 am LOL&lt;br /&gt;6.Travel&lt;br /&gt;7.Learn how to spell correctly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things You Can Do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Laugh&lt;br /&gt;2.Make fun of myslef&lt;br /&gt;3.Swim&lt;br /&gt;4.Come up with crazy ideas&lt;br /&gt;5.Drive (not well)&lt;br /&gt;6.Kickbox&lt;br /&gt;7.Partay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things You Can't Do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Sing&lt;br /&gt;2.Dance&lt;br /&gt;3.Read LOL&lt;br /&gt;4.Spell&lt;br /&gt;5.Talk about my feelings&lt;br /&gt;6.Drive LOL&lt;br /&gt;7.Alot more stuff then 7 things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Bands or Performers People Should Listen To:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Blink 182&lt;br /&gt;2. Relient K&lt;br /&gt;3. New Found Glory&lt;br /&gt;4. Bowling For Soup&lt;br /&gt;5. PapaRoach&lt;br /&gt;6. Will Smith&lt;br /&gt;7. Brian Regan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things That Attract You To The Opposite Sex:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Good personality, they make me laugh alot&lt;br /&gt;2.They like me for who I am not who or what i could be &lt;br /&gt;3.A good friend&lt;br /&gt;4.Trusting and loyal&lt;br /&gt;5.The fact that they are the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;6.Good Smile&lt;br /&gt;7.Respectful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Favorite Movies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dodge Ball&lt;br /&gt;2. Bad Boys 2&lt;br /&gt;3. Donnie Darko&lt;br /&gt;4. Waynes World 1 &amp; 2&lt;br /&gt;5. Princess Bride&lt;br /&gt;6. Nightmare B4 Christmas&lt;br /&gt;7. Animal House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things You Say The Most:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love you *stabs*&lt;br /&gt;2. *laughing*&lt;br /&gt;3.It was the funniest thing in the world&lt;br /&gt;4.Who What?!&lt;br /&gt;5.Peace Out&lt;br /&gt;6.I heart you lots&lt;br /&gt;7.Why me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x- Last song you sang: Love Songs Suck and Fairy Tales Arent True&lt;br /&gt;x- Last thing you laughed at: Me&lt;br /&gt;x- Last person you said â€œI Love You" to: Me only because I love me and someone else but lets not talk bout that now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x- Last time you cried: My b-day for well most of you know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x- What's in your cd player: Relient K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x- What color socks are you wearing: Black and White Moo Cows&lt;br /&gt;x- What's under your bed: wouldnt you like to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x- What time did you wake up today: 8:56 am&lt;br /&gt;x- Current hair: Blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x- Current clothes: PJs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x- Current annoyance: Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x- Current worry: Love......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x- Current hate:I dont hate I just dis like a really lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x- Favorite place to be: With my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x- How tall are you: 5"6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x- Favorite season: Fall Its Halloween Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x- If you could play an instrument, which would it be: Bass or guitar&lt;br /&gt;x- Favorite color: Blue....no Green no wait oh well i like them both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x- Favorite day/days: Megan Knows the anwser to this one LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x- Where would you like to go: Where ya gonna take me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x- What color are your eyes: Honey Brown like color with a hint of green and gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x- Do you enjoy your hair style: I like the color but I can never do anything with my hair&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;x- Do you have a crush on anyone: Yes I do and I think he is the only one who doesnt know who he is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x-Whats your favorite thing about your crush: Everything about him is my favorite</content>
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    <title>Here is My Poem That I Wa-Rote  About A Special Someone</title>
    <published>2005-03-14T02:07:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-14T02:07:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Banana Phone</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I sit here waiting to see you&lt;br /&gt;And I hope that you want to see me too&lt;br /&gt;Im not quite sure what it is thats gotten me into you &lt;br /&gt;But i know for a fact that my feelings are oh so true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not sure how to tell you how I feel&lt;br /&gt;So I hold my breath and turn purple blue and teal&lt;br /&gt;Im too afraid to say&lt;br /&gt;That I think about you each and every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to get these words out &lt;br /&gt;But when your around me I cant even let out a shout&lt;br /&gt;I love to see your smiling face&lt;br /&gt;It brings me to a happy place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to get up the courage so I can tell you&lt;br /&gt;But guts and courage are  what i have very few&lt;br /&gt;So as you read this&lt;br /&gt;Dont start to dis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you dont feel the same &lt;br /&gt;Then dont play a game&lt;br /&gt;Let me know&lt;br /&gt;How you really feel&lt;br /&gt;I need to know  whats the deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the answers no &lt;br /&gt;Then I shall just let you go&lt;br /&gt;But dont leave me here&lt;br /&gt;Dont shut me out&lt;br /&gt;Still be my friend &lt;br /&gt;The one that i can learn more about.</content>
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    <title>Just an Update</title>
    <published>2005-03-13T02:30:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-13T02:30:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>New Radicals- You get what you give</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well Hello Everone!&lt;br /&gt;So yah i know its been a while since i last posted anything at all (story er w/e but i gave up on that lol) But recently yes i have found yet another crush.  He is a Soph. and i danced with him at the dance....and yah im really surprised that i did that too cos i would never dream of doin that like EVER!!  And yah he did say yes.....apparently my friend Patti thinks that he "digs me" (who says that lol) so im kinda hoping she is right cos maybe it can be.......hopefully.  I mean we have really only met like twice but we see each other everyday in the hallways (so that has to count for something haha) but really i do feel a concetion here somewhere and if it isnt then o-well its just another regular day in the life of Melly Mel!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I saw Robots last night with Meggie...it was the funniest movie i have ever seen this week and in the movie we found that i am just like one of the characters in the movie LOL and yes it is the crazy one who is insane and he said a qoute that is so well me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow! Really? Anyone who would be friends with me is ither rebelling against their parents or its just a cry for help!" ~Fender~Robots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like really how me is that haha!</content>
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    <title>Time For Yet Another Lyrical Intermission</title>
    <published>2005-01-27T19:31:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-27T19:33:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"I love myself i want you to love me &lt;br /&gt;When i feel down i want you above me &lt;br /&gt;I search myself i want you to find me &lt;br /&gt;I forget myself i want you to remind me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anybody else &lt;br /&gt;When i think about you i touch myself &lt;br /&gt;Ooh i don't want anybody else oh no, oh no, oh no &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who makes me come running &lt;br /&gt;You're the sun who makes me shine &lt;br /&gt;When you're around i'm always laughing &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I want to make you mine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and see you before me &lt;br /&gt;Think i would die if you were to ignore me &lt;br /&gt;A fool could see just how much i adore you &lt;br /&gt;I get down on my knees i do anything for you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anybody else &lt;br /&gt;When i think about you i touch myself &lt;br /&gt;Ooh i don't want anybody else &lt;br /&gt;Oh no, oh no, oh no &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you i don't want anybody else &lt;br /&gt;And when i think about you i touch myself &lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh, oo, oo ahh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anybody else when i think about you &lt;br /&gt;I touch myself ooh i don't want anybody else &lt;br /&gt;Oh no, oh no, oh no"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divinyls~ I Touch Myself</content>
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    <title>Chapter 6:  The Real World Isnt As Real As We Think It To Be</title>
    <published>2005-01-21T18:53:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-21T18:53:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have been thinking of an idea of making a show called the "UNREAL REAL WORLD"&lt;br /&gt;basically this is just a show thats somewhat like the real world but its a stage, it makes fun of the real world in so many different ways.&lt;br /&gt;It would have the same characters in it and it would just show you all the stupid things and problems that the "real" Real Worlders have.&lt;br /&gt;Like for instance on the show there would be the:&lt;br /&gt;Steriotypical Southern Person: the person who know nothing thats needed to know in the real world (no pun intended)and learns from the others how to have street smarts and how to deal with different problems that they wouldnt normally deal with.&lt;br /&gt;The Loud Mouth Northern Person- The one who teaches the new Southern person bout life and gives them the street smarts that they need.  But thats only after the Southern person stops thinking of the him/her as a dumb Northern Yankie (even though they are useally the dumb drunks of the show)&lt;br /&gt;The Token Black Guy/Chick- Useally for guys he is a homofobe and doesnt want anything to do with the Gay person in the house, but later learns that being gay isnt a crime its just a way of life someone chooses weather you think its right or WRONG or not.  The "Token Black Chick" useally never backs down from anything or anyone, she will tell ya off in a second, not to mention that she useally gets into great cat fights with the "Sex obessive Chick".&lt;br /&gt;The Sex Obessives- Guy or Girl they are basically the house sluts!  They will sleep with anyone or anything (if ya no what i mean)  And they useally stand their ground and are Hotheads themselves at times.&lt;br /&gt;The Gay One- The one who runs aroudn the house acting like the opposet sex, and hitting on their own.  They also try and make their room mates understand more about them and they never SHUT UP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever sat and looked at a magazine and ever wondered why are these people so thin and perfect?  If this is pos to be a magazine for the average everyday girl then why dont they show her in it?  It seems like they show you an image of how you should really be. They say this is what the real world should be, thin pretty and flawless.  Well obviously if we all have to be that then we all know that the real world isnt as real as its said to be.&lt;br /&gt;As you flip through the pages you just see the images of these ladies getting prettier and prettier. These "TEEN MAGAZINES" send subliminal messages to you telling you your not good enough unless you look like this.&lt;br /&gt;Us girls get so caught up in the UnReal World "That we forget how beautiful we really are."(as said by Dave Chapelle in "killing me softly" skit)  We feel like thats what all the guys want, just another pretty face and tight ass.  (Well some men do just want that but those men are the TOOLS!)  It seems like guys actually want a real girl, not some fake one that thinks just because its in a magazine its what your pos to be.  They like the girls who have great personalities, and even if they dont think your really attractive at all,they still love you for your personality.  &lt;br /&gt;Looks shouldnt matter at all for any reason what-so-ever but thats how the world works...sadly to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically the show will just have all these people living together and staging everything, they are scripting it so that the "real" Real Worlders can see how stupid they act at times.&lt;br /&gt;The Real World (the show in general) isnt anything like the real world, thats why Im telling you about my idea for the UnReal World.  The Real World is a show that basically tells you, you can get away with anything if your young and hott and have a nice piece of ass! Most people who are good looking dont even have geat personalities anyways, i mean in a few years from now they we will all be old and grey and looks wont matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to understand why all of these lies would come out to us and try and get us all down on ourselves.  The media just wants us to hate ourselves so we can buy their products and just keep paying for something that we think works but really doesnt.&lt;br /&gt;So i beg you all please dont let the media get to you like it did to me, believe in yourself and beleive that you are beautiful and no one and nothing can ever change that.  If someone tells you your not perfect, correct them and let them know that Perfect is not shown on a magazine, fake is whats shown on the cover of a magazine. Perfect is whats standing right in front of them. &lt;br /&gt;I guess i should learn how to take my own advise but like i said its too late for me to actaully even do that Im already set in my ways.  Although there is a little thing called HOPE......</content>
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    <title>Another Short Lyrical Intermission</title>
    <published>2005-01-20T02:38:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-20T02:58:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">To me this song is just the fact that I love someone who could possibly love someone else and shows that in front of me and shows this is what can really happen. (this was edited by me somewhat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming out of my cage &lt;br /&gt;And I've been doing just fine &lt;br /&gt;Gotta gotta be down &lt;br /&gt;Because I want it all &lt;br /&gt;It started out with a kiss &lt;br /&gt;How did it end up like this? &lt;br /&gt;It was only a kiss &lt;br /&gt;It was only a kiss &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm falling asleep &lt;br /&gt;And he's calling a cab &lt;br /&gt;While he's having a smoke &lt;br /&gt;And she's taking the drag &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they're going to bed &lt;br /&gt;And my stomach is sick &lt;br /&gt;And it's all in my head &lt;br /&gt;But she's touching his chest now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He takes off her dress now &lt;br /&gt;Let me go &lt;br /&gt;And I just can't look &lt;br /&gt;It's killing me &lt;br /&gt;And taking control &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy &lt;br /&gt;Turning saints into the sea &lt;br /&gt;Swimming through sick lullabies &lt;br /&gt;Choking on your alibies &lt;br /&gt;But it's just the price I pay &lt;br /&gt;Destiny is calling me &lt;br /&gt;Open up my eager eyes &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm Mrs. Brightside &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming out of my cage &lt;br /&gt;And I've been doing just fine &lt;br /&gt;Gotta gotta be down &lt;br /&gt;Because I want it all &lt;br /&gt;It started out with a kiss &lt;br /&gt;How did it end up like this? &lt;br /&gt;It was only a kiss &lt;br /&gt;It was only a kiss &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm falling asleep &lt;br /&gt;And he's calling a cab &lt;br /&gt;While he's having a smoke &lt;br /&gt;And she's taking the drag &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they're going to bed &lt;br /&gt;And my stomach is sick &lt;br /&gt;And it's all in my head &lt;br /&gt;But she's touching his chest now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He takes off her dress now &lt;br /&gt;Let me go &lt;br /&gt;And I just can't look &lt;br /&gt;It's killing me &lt;br /&gt;And taking control &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy &lt;br /&gt;Turning saints into the sea &lt;br /&gt;Turning through sick lullabies &lt;br /&gt;Choking on your alibies &lt;br /&gt;But it's just the price I pay &lt;br /&gt;Destiny is calling me &lt;br /&gt;Open up my eager eyes &lt;br /&gt;I'm Mrs. Brightside &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never x 4&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brightside- The Killers</content>
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    <title>Chapter 5: Why (insert choice of words here)</title>
    <published>2005-01-20T02:30:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-20T02:30:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Did you ever just there sit there with nothing to do but actually start talking to yourslef.  And as you talk to yourself you think I hope no one is around to see me talking to myself or you think wow am i crazy for doing this?  Did you ever notice that sometimes when you talk to yourself you start "playing the question game" Like you sit there ask yourself the WHY questions over and over again? Well I do all the time, when you have time on your hands to think you realize how many questions you really have about yourslef, like how well do you really know who you are and so on.  Here are my Whys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I the way I am-Thats something i really cant anwser untill i know for sure what im realy sent here to do in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant I get a boyfriend- Not like it matters or anything but it makes me think why cant I have someone interested in me for once?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant people see me for who I really am and axcept me for it- This kinda goes with the last one (why cant i get a boyfriend) but its the fact that i just sit there and think what kinda personality do i have? Am i shy, loud, blunt? Do i look differnet from what they want to be friends with, do i wear the right clothing, am i too fat, am i ugly or am i just pretty enough but too intimadating to talk to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do have no luck- Lucky me, no luck at all, everything goes down for me usally but i still look on the bright side of life and i still hope for the better and still believe that there is some luck in the world for me somewhere but its hiding under a rock somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant i see how great i am- Everyone always tells me that im a great person but its hard for me to believe, sometmes i feel like they just say it to say it.  They really say freinds are there to tell ya the truth when no one else will, but how is that possible when they dont want to hurt your feelings so they tell you what they think you want to hear even if its not what you want. ( meaning you want the truth not a lie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why....Why?- why ask the questions why? Is there really a reason to?  Is there really a reason to pick at yourself in such ways of making yourself feel down? Isnt that what why ever is....you asking about all the bad things like why did that happen or why didnt this happen or why did you say that (as you know its never really a good thing to ask why)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Why is such a horrible question to ask....THEN WHY ASK IT?!</content>
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    <title>Chapter 4: Makings Others Happy Makes Me Happy Even If Its For The Bad</title>
    <published>2005-01-18T00:57:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-18T00:58:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Its said that happyness lies in your heart, and who ever said this was right on when they stated this, but its the way you interpret it that shows you what it truely means.  &lt;br /&gt;To me Happyness is seeing my friends happy even if it means me giving up someting for myself and forgetting how badly i want something just to make others happy.  For example:&lt;br /&gt;I liked one of my friends, Sweet Babboo is what i called him. (not to his face) Well i liked Sweet Babbo alot i was basically infatuated with him lets just say.  But once i found out that he didnt like me like i liked him, he thought of us as good friends (theres nutin wrong with that) i still liked him for a while but now its died down.now a days we just sit at our computers and talk about stupid stuff. We also have real convos too, he tells me that he likes this one girl but doesnt know if shold ask her out, at first it kinda hurt and it made me feel like i should be like "no dont do it she is a horrible person" but i cant, so i told him to go for it and it cant hurt if she says no and that i didnt know why anyone would ever say no to him cos he is such a great person.  &lt;br /&gt;I know now your thinking what in the unholy hell is wrong with this girl....is she playing with a full deck of cards?  Or is she a few scoops short of an ice creamsundae? Well then i would have to say yes i am all of that plus im a few sandwiches short of a picnic too.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that i cant be happy if my friends arent happy so i would do anything to make them happy even if it means me giving up on somethin that i would love to have. So i helped Sweet Babbo get his chicky. (and yes she was gotten) and then i realized that i was even more happy then i useally was because he was happier then he useally was.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing about me HAVING to make people happy is the fact that whenever someone is sad i need to make them laugh no matter what. And when i say no matter what i mean NO MATTER WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;I jump around like a drunken monkey to make them happy.  &lt;br /&gt;I remember one of my friends telling me that i am the most random person when it comes to showing feelings and how people react to them.&lt;br /&gt;Here is one time at a wings retreat:&lt;br /&gt;Mike- "Melis....I love your letter its amazing.  Its like you start out all serious and right at the point where i was about cry you say something stupid (meaning funny) and its so funny that it makes me start laughing instead of crying and then it goes back to serious again. After the second serious it becomes funny again. Then you say your gonna kill me as the last thing. &lt;br /&gt;So its:&lt;br /&gt;Almost Cry&lt;br /&gt;Funnyness saves me&lt;br /&gt;Almost Cry again&lt;br /&gt;Funnyness again&lt;br /&gt;Almost Cry&lt;br /&gt;Death Threat"&lt;br /&gt;So i can make others happy in many ways.  I wish there was a job that you could have to make others laugh and be happy and just basically let me be...well me.  I am the Gr8 Fabu! And the Gr8 Fabu makes all well in the lives of the unhappy and just the regular old happy people too.</content>
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    <title>A Short Lyrical Intermission</title>
    <published>2005-01-17T20:25:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-17T20:25:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yes I know this is pos to be a story or some what like a book but this is my book on my life and this is the best way to show how i feel.  There are many songs out that that i see me in.  There will be a few "lyrical intermissions" because you cant hear how the music goes.  There is one thing diffetnet though i will change all the words that say she to he just so its more on my side. (most guy bands sing songs on how i feel thats why the gender needs to be changed) SO here is your frist Lyrical Intermission enjoy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alone again tonight &lt;br /&gt;In this empty time &lt;br /&gt;The sound in my head &lt;br /&gt;The sight leaves me blind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write a million words &lt;br /&gt;I'll sing until it hurts &lt;br /&gt;How far could this be &lt;br /&gt;Until it's seen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;How long will I let this go &lt;br /&gt;I can't stand to spend another night alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stare at the empty walls &lt;br /&gt;I speak, no one hears &lt;br /&gt;I make every excuse &lt;br /&gt;And blame my fears &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long will I let this go &lt;br /&gt;I can't stand to spend another night alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these shadows come to rest &lt;br /&gt;In my head &lt;br /&gt;I can't see you &lt;br /&gt;I can't hear the things you said &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a secret place &lt;br /&gt;You'll find a bloodstained fence &lt;br /&gt;It's there the future speaks &lt;br /&gt;And he spoke to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long will I let this go &lt;br /&gt;I can't stand to spend another night alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone&lt;br /&gt;Alone&lt;br /&gt;Not another night alone&lt;br /&gt;Alone &lt;br /&gt;Alone&lt;br /&gt;Not another night alone!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sr-71 Another Night Alone</content>
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    <title>Chapter 3: Being All Alone Isn't As Bad As It Turns Out To Be Or Is It?</title>
    <published>2005-01-16T18:55:04Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Being alone can have its advantages and disadvantages.  I was talking to my great friend Nicole and we were just talking about being depressed and how it feels to be this way.  Now when i say depressed i dont mean it for you to be like "Oh my goh!" (as Jesica Simpson would say) "is there something wrong? why is she depressed?" Its not like that its just the fact that you feel like your not good enough for anything or anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Like your in your room and no ones home, do you "party" and just chill and do what you would normally do, or do you just sit there in self-pitty woundering why you cant be out there in the real world like everyone else.  What is the real world anyways.....a tv show? Na.  The Real World is something that you dont want to be in.  Once you go out into the real world you realize (no pun intended) that its not as great as you think it is.  Most of the time your alone.  Some like it and others dont.  SOme people can live without others and they are fine with that.  On the other-hand there are people out there who fear being alone and this fear can and mostlikely will bring them into some kind of depression.&lt;br /&gt;Being alone advantages:&lt;br /&gt;Time to your self&lt;br /&gt;Time to think&lt;br /&gt;Time to do what you want to do when you want to do it&lt;br /&gt;Time to be free and live how you want to live (for the time being)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being alone disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;Time to your self&lt;br /&gt;Time to think&lt;br /&gt;Time for fear to come in to play (for time being)&lt;br /&gt;Time for a depression to kick in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am one of those people who fears being alone.  When i saw i fear being alone i dont mean benig alone in my house for an hour or two at night and i think someone will come in and attack me. No, thats just silly.  What Im more afraid of is being alone and no one ever comming home to me.  Like never having that special someone there to comfort you and tell you everything is goin to be ok and to show you how special you are to them as well.  &lt;br /&gt;Being alone gives me alot of time to think about...well almost anything and everything.  I day dream naturally all the time, but when alone i daydream more and more then i would regulary.  I dream about how good my life could be if i were smarter, prettier, skinnier, if i had a differnet personality, if i had the guts to actually tell that person who i care for that i care for them, and i also dream about not being so down on myself.  I know that everyone tells me that Im perfect just the way i am and i should never change, but sometimes i dont feel that way.  Thats when my depressions kick in, i swore to myself that i would never show fear and sad in front of anyone, so thats what i do with my alone time.  Its hard to say why i act this way but i do.  And so does my friend Nicole.  &lt;br /&gt;It seems like Nicole and I deal with these things in the same way, we try and write our feelings down and sometimes it works and others it doesnt.  We feel the need to scream and cry but thats where we differ.  Nicole says that she can cry if she has to but me i cant i forced myself not to cry, but scream i will.  I also sometimes feel a little somewhat violent when im sad (but thats only when im mad too) but it depends on what happens to me to bring out my violent side.  I took kickboxing for a year and it made me feel so great cos i could take out my frustraitions on the bags and get out what i needed to.&lt;br /&gt;Now going back to talking about time alone.  There are some good things about it but not many.  I like the fact that i can be alone with no one bugging me, i have more then literally 6 seconds to myself.  Thats really the only good part of being alone.&lt;br /&gt;Yah i know this chapter isnt the best and its a little sad or you might think that it makes no sense and at all but hey i had an idea of something to write about and this is my story so i tell what i want to when i want to and like i said before its my story so deal with it.</content>
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    <title>Chapter 2: Boys Aren't Always What They Seem.</title>
    <published>2005-01-16T18:26:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-16T18:30:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have had many crushes in my day and I wont lie, i still do. But in all of my 17 years I have only told 2 of the many people i had like that i liked them. One of them Glen, told me he thought it would be good if we just stayed GOOD FRIENDS because that what he thinks of us as, and now we are like BFF4L (Best Friends Forever For Life) We would talk for hours online just about stupid stuff. And I still liked him even though we agreed on being good friends, i was hoping that maybe he would get some sense knocked into him and he would be like..."hmmm maybe i do like her lets ask her out." But no....Melissa can never get what she wants cos her life bites the big one mostly all da time. Glen was my Sweet Babboo as i so called him that, not to his face of course. That was just his code name so i could talk about him whenever i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Yes i know this may seem like a shocker to you but i am really shy. Well only shy when it comes to guys. Im always afraid they are gonna find out that i like them and they will be like "omg! thats so gross...she is so creepy. Im going to avoid her." Well Glen never did that to me, but there was one young fellow who went by the name of Papacita. (Alex is his real name.)&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what it was that made me get into Alex....was it his charming good looks? Somewhat. Was it his great personality and friendship? YES! I liked him for a while with out him even knowing that he was my "Papacita" My friend Mike was pos to tell "Papacita" that i like him but never got the right time to tell him durring swim practices. So I had Glen ( who is kinda friends with "Papacita" to tell him. Here was the convo.&lt;br /&gt;Glen- hey whats up man&lt;br /&gt;"Papacita"- not much &lt;br /&gt;Glen- Yo, you know melissa right?&lt;br /&gt;"Papacita"- Ya &lt;br /&gt;Glen- Well she kinda likes ya man&lt;br /&gt;"Papacita"- Aw Man!&lt;br /&gt;And that was it on that story right there. So the next day i see "Papacita" he is starting to avoid me. This was something i didnt understand and i found out that my worst fear was comming ture.&lt;br /&gt;The fear of rejection, and him avoiding me didnt help that fear out at all it only made it worse. I told Glen what had happened and he told me that he thought it was fucked up what "Papacita" was doing and so did all my other friends. Its been about 3 or 4 months since this has happened to when i am writing this now.&lt;br /&gt;But there is a new love in the world of Melissa right now. I just found out that he is friends with both of the two kids that i liked. But he his persoanlity is more like Glens, where if i did tell him how i felt Im positive he wouldnt avoid me because he isnt like a certain "TOOL" that i know named "Papacita" But more about later.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my I cant beleive i forgot about this one person. UHGG this must have been the worst mistake i have ever made in life to actaully like this one person at all. He is a Freshman (im a JR) and his name is Ed. Well it really isnt Ed but he says thats what it is. We hung out for a while and then he just got really annoying and he also turned out to be GAY! Now how a gay kid would like a chick, ihave no idea how to explain it at all its just like BAH!! &lt;br /&gt;Now Ed isnt your average everyday Frosh. He is a freakN stalker who has like 50 million screen names no lie at all and IMs you on a differnt one each day SO YOU CANT BLOCK HIM!! "DAMN YOU!! Damn you to hell I say!"&lt;br /&gt;As you can see some boys arent what they seem to be and others are. Like we have gay lil stalker kids, Tools, and normal average everyday guy who is your friend and who will be no matter what. And he wont let a silly little thing like a crush ruin your friendship.</content>
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    <title>Chapter 1 Welcome To My Life.</title>
    <published>2005-01-16T18:26:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-16T18:32:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Issues....Issues....Issues. Those are all that I ever have lately, it seems like i say to myself "Im too FAT!" or "Im too UGLY and no one will EVER like me!" Well, thats actually how i really feel about myself. But I have a great group of friends who are there for me and reasure me that everything is ok and I am perfect just the way I am. &lt;br /&gt;I have 3 catagories of friends I have the the great friend is the Mike, the bad friend that makes people ask y you are friends is the Jenna, and the Anti-friend the Amy. &lt;br /&gt;My Cuz Mike ( my friend who we just say me and him are cousins but more on that later) always tells me that I am perfect just the way I am and I shouldnt be worried about being fat and ugly, because Im not. Its great to have a freind like him. Some of my other friends who are like the Mike and Glen. They are all always there for me when they are needed and always give me usefull advice. Now dont get me wrong I have other great friends too but, they arent as helpful with everything as these two are.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand i do have some friends who can be very blunt at times. Take Jenna for example, she tells you that your outfit doesnt look right even when it does, calls you names outloud in front of the whole class room, and freaks and makes fun of you just about every second of the day. &lt;br /&gt;There is also the Anti-friend otherwise know as the Amy. She is the one who thinks she is cooler then she really is and no one really likes her because she tells you that her freakN cat is more attractive and better looking then you are! Sorry for my bit of rage there heh as you can see i havent had too much luck with the Amy or the Jenna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example with the Jenna and the Amy: here is just one day in my life with the two of them:&lt;br /&gt;Melissa- Hey Jenna whats up how are things goin?&lt;br /&gt;Jenna- (talking about my skirt and boots i was wearing) Wow those boots dont match your outfit at all it looks stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Melissa- And I care because why?&lt;br /&gt;Jenna- because it looks stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few periods later&lt;br /&gt;Jenna- (yells so everyone can hear her) Melissa is a fat cow! And she has a huge hickey on her chest!&lt;br /&gt;Melissa- Jenna shut the hell up thats not funny and you know its not a hickey its a birth mark.&lt;br /&gt;Jenna- Yah i know so what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here is my day later with the Amy:&lt;br /&gt;Amy- (showing me the pic she made in photo) Do you like my cat isnt it pretty?&lt;br /&gt;Melissa- No i dont like your cat I hate cats.&lt;br /&gt;Amy- Wow i think your jealous because my cat is so much more better looking then you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean? How stupid people can be and how messed up they can make you feel about yourself. Not only did one of my friends say i was fat, i think i got the biggest insult of my life when i was told a cat was more attractive then i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anydang way, now we can go take a look at the Mike:&lt;br /&gt;Melissa- UHGG i cant take it anymore Im fat and ugly and a cat is more attractive then I am. I will never get a boyfriend because no one will ever like me.&lt;br /&gt;Mike- DOnt say that! YOu are not fat and you are not ugly! And any guy would be lucky to have you and if he cant see that he is lucky to have you then he isnt worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Melissa- Gee thanks Oprah.</content>
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    <title>This is my story so deal with it</title>
    <published>2005-01-16T18:25:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-16T18:31:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Here is my life....just a show for everyone to see. Its hard to understand why life does the things that it does to you, but it just does. My life is the craziest of them all i would have to say. Im one of those kids who almost nothing ever goes right for them in the love department and even the luck department. My name is Melissa and im 18 years old, now so far i have lead a happy life, or as happy as try and make it to be at least. Thats why Im writing this story. I want to write something about my life because i know that it would be a good laugh for most or just another stupid story of someone else's life to another. So here it goes......</content>
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