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  <title>based on a true story</title>
  <subtitle>Evan</subtitle>
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    <name>Evan</name>
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  <updated>2004-01-04T05:55:27Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:almostahero:13798</id>
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    <title>almostahero @ 2004-01-04T00:52:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-04T05:55:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-04T05:55:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the weakerthans</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i want to jump&lt;br /&gt;and feel the rush&lt;br /&gt;i want to jump and feel something&lt;br /&gt;andt to leave this place&lt;br /&gt;i want to forget it all&lt;br /&gt;and turn my back and pretend it never was&lt;br /&gt;if i fell&lt;br /&gt;who would catch me&lt;br /&gt;if i fell who would care&lt;br /&gt; would i care&lt;br /&gt;would i notice anything around as i dropped&lt;br /&gt;if i fell would i care&lt;br /&gt;if i smile will it be normal&lt;br /&gt;if i smile really bright one more time&lt;br /&gt;can we pretend that im fine&lt;br /&gt;if i told you what im thinking&lt;br /&gt;would you care&lt;br /&gt;if i fell would anyone notice&lt;br /&gt;and would i care&lt;br /&gt;if i fell would it be normal again&lt;br /&gt;i cant say whats on my mind&lt;br /&gt;but i can write it for you&lt;br /&gt;on dirty crumpled paper&lt;br /&gt;and a pen that dies in my hand&lt;br /&gt;(some one thought this was about suicide and it mos def wasnt, i wanted to write something and i wrote this and i dont want to kill myself, its about multiple things all at the same time, but not suicide...just thought i should clear that up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was insane fun. today was good as well. my dad hates me. and i dont care anymore. screw him. and i dont want to live in my house anymore. and i have to get off in 10 minutes because my father says so. so i guess i will be awake in my room watching re-runs of late night crap and not sleeping till late and waking up for church where no one likes me. great stuff. school starts wednesday and i want to blow it up.</content>
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    <title>almostahero @ 2004-01-01T23:40:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-02T04:43:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-02T04:43:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">january 2004:&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to bed&lt;br /&gt;and hide under my covers&lt;br /&gt;and not move or talk or breath or be &lt;br /&gt;and maybe i will wait for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;for whatever reason tomorrow comes&lt;br /&gt;for whoever it arrives for&lt;br /&gt;and i will face the day&lt;br /&gt;with a lie on my face&lt;br /&gt;and a smile to fool anyone&lt;br /&gt;everyday is just like the day before&lt;br /&gt;let me be&lt;br /&gt;let me hide here from tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;let it pass over me&lt;br /&gt;let me live a day without a second thought&lt;br /&gt;let me live without doubt&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to bed&lt;br /&gt;and i want to hide&lt;br /&gt;i want to be alone and silent&lt;br /&gt;i want a day of knowing&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will wait for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;for whatever reason it dances by my window&lt;br /&gt;and maybe it will pass me by&lt;br /&gt;because i dont feel like dealing with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuck me in:&lt;br /&gt;Tuck me into where it's freezing,&lt;br /&gt;Tuck me into bed with snakes&lt;br /&gt;Tuck me in with the tarantulas,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna let 'em in my mouth &lt;br /&gt;and down my throat to lay their eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuck me into where there's bleeding,&lt;br /&gt;Where it spills out of the walls onto the floor&lt;br /&gt;Tuck me into where your best friend's apologies &lt;br /&gt;amount to shit, they always did, for ever more&lt;br /&gt;I pour out onto the floor &lt;br /&gt;like liquid white from fallen glass&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to cry over&lt;br /&gt;My skin went sour long ago&lt;br /&gt;It knew it had nowhere else to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuck me into where I'm falling,&lt;br /&gt;Where I can feel the heat rise underneath my wings&lt;br /&gt;and all the fallen angels in hell &lt;br /&gt;will tuck me away from you,&lt;br /&gt;take me away from everything&lt;br /&gt;Tuck me into where there's dying,&lt;br /&gt;Tuck me in with flames and tuck me in with flies,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then you will appreciate your only friend&lt;br /&gt;with maggots in her eyes or as ashes in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pour out onto the floor &lt;br /&gt;like liquid white from fallen glass,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to cry over&lt;br /&gt;My skin went sour long ago&lt;br /&gt;It knew it had no place left to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pour out onto the floor &lt;br /&gt;like liquid white from fallen glass,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to cry over&lt;br /&gt;My skin went sour long ago&lt;br /&gt;It knew it had no place left to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youve got so far to go:&lt;br /&gt;Soon ends our stay here and it's been fun&lt;br /&gt;So tonight I'll raise my glass to us&lt;br /&gt;'cause we've talked so much &lt;br /&gt;I think we filled this ashtray twice, and I'm pretty sure&lt;br /&gt;we emptied every bottle in the place, so&lt;br /&gt;Let's walk home, let's be afraid&lt;br /&gt;I wanna grab you by the arms and kiss you so hard&lt;br /&gt;Let's do it right under the streetlight&lt;br /&gt;I want it now, somehow I forgot how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go, way to go&lt;br /&gt;Forgot you've got so far to go&lt;br /&gt;Way to go, way to go&lt;br /&gt;Forgot you've got so far to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard everybody's voice cut out when you spoke&lt;br /&gt;And I watched all the lights go dim &lt;br /&gt;when your eyes opened&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't believe you showed up, what do I do now?&lt;br /&gt;It's last call, time to go&lt;br /&gt;But before we say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's walk home, let's be afraid&lt;br /&gt;I wanna grab you by the arms and kiss you so hard&lt;br /&gt;Let's do it right under the streetlight&lt;br /&gt;I want it now, somehow I forgot how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go, way to go&lt;br /&gt;Forgot you've got so far to go&lt;br /&gt;Way to go, way to go&lt;br /&gt;Forgot you've got so far to go&lt;br /&gt;Forgot you've got so far, you've got so far to go&lt;br /&gt;Forgot you've got so far, you've got so far to go&lt;br /&gt;Forgot you've got so far, you've got so far to go&lt;br /&gt;Forgot you've got so far, you've got so far to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;private eye:&lt;br /&gt;I dragged this lake looking for corpses&lt;br /&gt;Dusted for prints, pried up the floorboards&lt;br /&gt;Pieces of planes and black box recorders&lt;br /&gt;Don't lie&lt;br /&gt;And I've been preoccupied with these sick, sick senses&lt;br /&gt;That sense DNA on barbed wire fences&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I'll find me a suspect&lt;br /&gt;That has no alibi&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Eve was as boring as heaven&lt;br /&gt;I watched flies fuck on channel 11&lt;br /&gt;There was no one to kiss, there was nothing to drink&lt;br /&gt;Except some old rotten milk someone left in the sink&lt;br /&gt;And there's no ring on the phone anymore&lt;br /&gt;There's no reason to call I passed out on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Smoked myself stupid and drank my insides raisin dry&lt;br /&gt;But at the right place at the right time&lt;br /&gt;I'll be dead wrong and you'll be just fine&lt;br /&gt;And I won't have to quit doing fucked up shit&lt;br /&gt;For anyone but me&lt;br /&gt;And at the right place at the right time&lt;br /&gt;It will have been worth it to stand in line&lt;br /&gt;And you won't have to stop&lt;br /&gt;Saying "I love cops" for anyone but me&lt;br /&gt;Your private eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alkaline trio might be the easiest band ever to identify with.</content>
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    <title>happy 2004 and all that</title>
    <published>2004-01-01T05:01:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-01T05:01:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the leaves collect at my feet&lt;br /&gt;as i walk away from it all&lt;br /&gt;borwns and reds &lt;br /&gt;and failures not found&lt;br /&gt;fears too real to ignore&lt;br /&gt;and i walk&lt;br /&gt;head down&lt;br /&gt;in any direction but here&lt;br /&gt;i get lost in the sound&lt;br /&gt;leaves crunch as dreams die at my feet&lt;br /&gt;brown and red&lt;br /&gt;my life blood fallen on these leaves&lt;br /&gt;and failure's not yet found&lt;br /&gt;fear is too real to ignore&lt;br /&gt;and it talks too loud in my ear&lt;br /&gt;so i walk&lt;br /&gt;head down&lt;br /&gt;in any direction but now&lt;br /&gt;i get lost in the sound&lt;br /&gt;leaves crunch as dreams die at my feet&lt;br /&gt;and i dont want to know&lt;br /&gt;if i should go&lt;br /&gt;street lights are on&lt;br /&gt;and maybe i can hear again&lt;br /&gt;browns and reds&lt;br /&gt;leaves at my feet&lt;br /&gt;my life blood surround them now&lt;br /&gt;and my failures comming to the surface&lt;br /&gt;fear is screaming in my ear&lt;br /&gt;and i walk with my head down&lt;br /&gt;and i move any direction from here&lt;br /&gt;and i move any direction from now&lt;br /&gt;and i move&lt;br /&gt;and the leaves crunch&lt;br /&gt;and im lost again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a month and 44 minutes i turn 18. kind of scary. i dont think i want to grow up anymore...</content>
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    <title>pull like a punch, burn like a cigarette</title>
    <published>2004-01-01T04:24:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-01T04:24:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>thursday</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today was uneventful until around like 5 ish. then me and elena hung out. good times. we were going to go to ocala but decided it was too far away. and i would have felt obligated to see some friends and all that and i just didnt have the gas for it in my redneckmobile. so we went to the mall at like 7ish or something and it was closed like idiots. then we went to kmart(i hate that the closest mall to us has a kmart as an anchor store) i spoted quite a few disgusting she mullets and scored 13 points. i saw some girls there that i had met a few months ago. and they said scott augustine is more charming and etc than i am. so we talked for a bit and then i couldnt think of anything to say so we left. we went to dennys and that was fun. i burnt my tongue on hot omelete. then we went to wal mart and walked around for a while. cori called but i get horrible reception there. and i spent some of my 50 bucks that im supposed to spend with her, but maybe i can get some more some how. i dropped elena off, stopped by the ellis' house to make my mom happy and now im home alone which is kind of good. i didnt feel like being here with family or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school starts again soon and i hate that a lot. i really dont like it there and dont want to go back. it sucks. i think i want to go to the art institute of boston to learn adio production... and then after i have some money start up my own label. that would be nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think maybe im done then.</content>
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    <title>almostahero @ 2003-12-31T00:49:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-31T05:49:39Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-31T05:49:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i have a horrible and annoying cough...someone make it stop...</content>
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    <title>almostahero @ 2003-12-30T17:25:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-30T22:36:10Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-30T22:36:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the get up kids</lj:music>
    <content type="html">the other night, i just remembered this, i had the weirdest dream. in it i was like edward scissor hands and a scarecrow. i was int he back yard in some field of some kind of plant. like corn or something. and this guy who was evil and maybe adam, i forget wanted my scissor hands. so i took them off b/c they were just gloves and gave them to him. and then i realize3d it was a mistake. i tried to go inside, but my family didnt recognize me. they thought that the evil guy(he looked a little like a ratman) was me. and i couldnt convince them who i was. i named off all of their birthdays and everything about them. and they still wouldnt believe me. real adam in the dream brought a shot gun out and tried to shoot me and my grand father took a few shots at me with some gun. and no matter what i did or said they wouldnt believe i was who i am. i hated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forget what i dreamed last night, nothing important i guess. in some other dream i could feel my heart hurt. like someone put a needle in it. like a heart attack or something. now i dont like sleep. thats a lie, i still lvoe sleep. but not if my dreams keep being strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up at 12 and we didnt have milk so i didnt eat. i still havent really eaten today at all. but i did take out the grabage, swept the drive way and washed my car. which adam has at the moment out in g-ville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going out though, tonight, some girls going away party. she is going to live in utah for school and all. so im getting a ride again for like the first time since ive had the lisence. maybe we wont stay there too long. i went there last night to watch movies. i brought empire and no one really liked it at all. eff them, i liked it so they can all die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt go to busch gardens at all, so that sucks. my dad is insane and says he can accuse me of anything he wants b/c he is the adult and i have to take it. yeah, not going to do that. screw that and him if thats what he thinks its going to be like. he can kick me out, he wants respect but refuses to give me any. this break is sucking a lot and i dont want to be at home for the rest of it.</content>
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    <title>almostahero @ 2003-12-29T01:00:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-29T06:06:39Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-29T06:06:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>alkaline trio</lj:music>
    <content type="html">my family depresses me sometimes. just the constant nagging and yelling at me. it always seems as though im not really a member at all. and then i take a look outside myself and realize that they are related to me that i came from them and i am who i am in part because of them. "im related to people i dont relate to." calvin said that once. sometimes i just feel like an outsider. like maybe i dont belong in a lot of places and that maybe i should just hide or something. get away and maybe just watch allt he real people and see how they like each other. and all day ive just wanted to sleep for no other reason then i dont have to deal with being yelled at and not fitting in. there is no need for so much noise everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elena called me and that made me happy. and i set up the new computer. its all right. faster than the old one. and then cori called me back and we talked for a while and that made me happy too. i need more things to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damX the man.</content>
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    <title>also i wrote this earlier</title>
    <published>2003-12-28T05:54:07Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-28T05:54:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">driving&lt;br /&gt;dont know where im going&lt;br /&gt;but i know i want to get there fast&lt;br /&gt;leave this all&lt;br /&gt;never look back&lt;br /&gt;i want to run&lt;br /&gt;a mile a minute&lt;br /&gt;maybe we can meet halway there&lt;br /&gt;we'll stop at a diner&lt;br /&gt;and speak our minds&lt;br /&gt;driving fast&lt;br /&gt;lost in speed&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to be found&lt;br /&gt;lets meet half way&lt;br /&gt;we'll go some place quiet&lt;br /&gt;and say what we are thinking&lt;br /&gt;yeah, we'll say what we think&lt;br /&gt;lets get lost in speed&lt;br /&gt;and just keep going</content>
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    <title>subject shmubject</title>
    <published>2003-12-28T05:50:33Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-28T05:50:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the ataris- giving up on love  (because sometimes i want to)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">the wedding sucked. and thats all i did today. i went down to the church to be shown all the stuff i would have to deal with there. my dad made me listen to led zepplin on the way there, i had brought my cds to listen but he wouldnt let me. so then we went to my grandmothers house and came home. im taking it easy for a bit and my dad tells me that i have to "go down there" for music stuff... so i think "down there" that means the church. i drive to lecanto... no ones there. they are all at the courthouse. by the time i get there everyone is dressed up and ready to go. im in jeans and a t shirt, i need a shave and a shower and im being told that i have to play the music there too. i didnt know that. apparently i was told this in the morning when my mom woke me up. not the best time to tell me anything at all. so i come home and do all these things, shower, shave, wear my effing suit and im back at the church...4 hours of country music. when i get married... no rednecks straight up, none. i thought wed have to mop up tobacco spit from the floors. on the way home atom is calling ppl and serving and going too fast and we get pulled over. the cop asked if we had any kind of drugs or illegal stuff on us. and for some reason i had to give him my ID even though i wasnt driving. i get home and i called jocelyn(a friend in utah) that was cool. talked to a few ppl, michelle and kelesy or chelease or however. and then kendra starts giving me crap on AIM. stuff like how she is "done trying to be friends..." and then something about how i have to be interested in her in order to want to talk to her... a bunch of crap. it made me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad likes pulling the parent card on me. my mom too. i dont get it. they are my parents so they control me for no other reason than that. they can treat me like crap and i cant do a thing/ they can come to whatever level im on and i cant ever go up to theirs. i think thats a bunch of crap. they give me crap all the time, so i give it back. they try to make fun of me or tease me or whatever they want to do and i will go off on them like i would to someone my age doing the same thing. hypocrites. that also makes me sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in conclusion this day really just sucked. i wish i had talked to cori because that usually makes me feel better. but i got her voice mail and now its too late to call. stupid everything.</content>
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    <title>cheshire cat smile</title>
    <published>2003-12-27T05:10:44Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-27T05:10:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">confusion sets in one more time&lt;br /&gt;crexcent moon tonight&lt;br /&gt;cheshire cat smile&lt;br /&gt;i can never say what i want to say&lt;br /&gt;i will blame it on the smile &lt;br /&gt;jet trail below&lt;br /&gt;it ruins a perfect sky&lt;br /&gt;crescent moon tonight&lt;br /&gt;cheshire cat smile&lt;br /&gt;i can stand on my head if you want&lt;br /&gt;if it pleases you so&lt;br /&gt;i can stand on my head&lt;br /&gt;and maybe i will let you know&lt;br /&gt;my heart hurts in dreams&lt;br /&gt;crescent moon tonight&lt;br /&gt;cheshire cat smile when we were kids&lt;br /&gt;remember that&lt;br /&gt;cheshire cat&lt;br /&gt;open smiles&lt;br /&gt;no pretending to be sane&lt;br /&gt;confusion sets in&lt;br /&gt;cheshire cat smile&lt;br /&gt;jet intake below&lt;br /&gt;this ruins it for me&lt;br /&gt;i can stand on my head if it pleases you so&lt;br /&gt;my hands are getting tired&lt;br /&gt;but my heart hurts in dreams&lt;br /&gt;im not done feeling ill to myself&lt;br /&gt;cheshire cat moon&lt;br /&gt;in the sky tonight&lt;br /&gt;if it will please you let me stand on my head &lt;br /&gt;once more confusion and frustration take their place in my mind&lt;br /&gt;and i feel sick to myself&lt;br /&gt;i will stand on my head for you&lt;br /&gt;under the cheshire cat smile and jet intake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt like writting and then this came out.</content>
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    <title>im crazy guitar guy on mic</title>
    <published>2003-12-27T03:12:51Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-27T03:12:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>no use for a name- on the outside</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today there was some band practice. we got this song down, what ive become. and the second verse i start to like emo scream and we all jsut really got into it and were all excited. it really rawx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that stupid wedding is tomorrow and i have to wear my suit for some idiot reason. its at the bloody court house and then back for the reception. my parents are forcing me to wear the suit. i hate it so much. i told my mom it was stupid. and i how i hate how i cant have a say in anything. i re-emphasized the stupidity of me having to wear a suit(i doubt anyone else will be wearing one of the stupid things)and told my mom to keep talking, wanting to know more of the hatreful crap i have to do tomorrow for a person i hardly know anymore and thinks im just like atom. so she hung up on me. my parents are 10 years old sometimes. its like they need someone to take their hand when the cross the street. whatever. im probably grounded when they get home.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:almostahero:10808</id>
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    <title>merry whatever you celebrate this day</title>
    <published>2003-12-25T18:43:41Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-25T18:43:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the cure</lj:music>
    <content type="html">last night we had dinner and everything. traditionall crap for crap. my dad used this phrase twice "whats that thing that used to really get to Evan?" ... yeah, my dad was out to get me as well last night. great stuff. he is almost 50 and i swear its like he needs a babysitter badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atom got me some shirts from NYC. soem shirt with some weird word on it that i dont even know and this black and blue stripped pirate-ish shirt. cool stuff from adam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grandmother gave me 50 bucks, im looking forward to spending that in anyway. not a lot of cash, but enough to make me happy. i got 2 cds from the cure, one from the smiths and i got a rush of blood to the head by coldplay. i dont care who doesnt like them, those bands rawk real nice. i also finally got a huge book to hold all of my cds, a book on magic for some reason, an amp and a microphone, but its the wrong kind so we are going to take it back soon so i can get a better one. and i got ferris buelers day off DVD and oh yeah, the special fan edition of empire records. that makes me happy. i think im going to watch it today and maybe with some other people later on or something. empire is mos def a friends over kind of movie. and we got a new computer, that too. a bunch of games for the xbox and blah blahblahblah. i have that wedding soon. seriously, someone, anyone, keep me company... its so much country and ughhhhnjksnijdnfiwjrg.... but i said i would. maybe im too nice sometimes. whateva. have a good christmas and everything.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:almostahero:10647</id>
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    <title>and to all a merry non denominational gift giving day</title>
    <published>2003-12-24T23:54:38Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-24T23:54:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the smoking popes- i know that you love me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">my head hurts and its been hurting for a few hours and i feel kind of sick or something. stupid chirstmas eve. christmas eve eve was so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are having some big meal tonight and then some presents and then tomorrow is some more presents. woo hoo greed! haha. i say it like im offended at the prospect of getting free stuff. im very much not opposed to that at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think tomorrow im going to go driving around to see some friends and tell them merry christmas and everything. good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday this girl that my family knows is getting married and im "in charge of music" which means they are giving me a cd to play and i have to talk into a mic every now and then... anyone want to come with? give me some company and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to go, so merry christmas everyone and all of that.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:almostahero:10286</id>
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    <title>almostahero @ 2003-12-24T01:52:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-24T07:00:53Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-24T07:00:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i had some more vocal practice at mikes, that was kind of fun, we got some pizza and his 2 brothers, him and me had a discussion on comic book characters and the like. nerd times all the way woot woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the pooles house, we being erin, her friend and myself. the pooles are this family from idaho that came down to CR for like a year long vacation and went to my church. while there we played some games and all and cori called me. apparently she had tried to call before but i wasnt home and i wasnt getting any service at mikes. anyway, my friend answers my phone and tells her im making out with some girl, mos def was not. so me and cori ended up talking for like 2 hours or some long amount of time, that was cool, but my battery died. when i went back inside the house people were like, oh, youre off the phone now. blah blah blah. sorry i missed out on all the high flying action of sardines guys. and then like all the people left except for erin and her friend and me. and andrea(the only daughter) and i talked about our friend brian and his self destructive online relationship. he is happy and all, but she isnt aloud to have a boyfriend or something and her parents are crazy, i feel kind of bad for her. and him. but tomorrow we are probably going to hang out. i didnt get home until like 20 minutes ago, its crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 24 hours it is christmas, and i honestly dont feel it at all.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:almostahero:10166</id>
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    <title>its christmas eve eve</title>
    <published>2003-12-23T17:08:30Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-23T17:08:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>modest mouse- never ending math equation</lj:music>
    <content type="html">christmas is in 2 days..wow. it doesnt feel like it at all... i dont think i care too much about christmas anymore, seriously i dont think i do. what age is too young to stop believing in santa? i stopped when i was 5 because adam( he was still adam then) told me that he wasnt real and so i was mad for a few minutes and then i guess i just accepted it. i dont remember believing in him until adam said he wasnt real. odd. alec, my little brother, never believed in him. something about that is kind of sad for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im going to hang out with my friend brian tomorrow or something. we usually do stuff on christmas eve. i forget if we did last year... whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents are finally shopping for me today. its about time. all that i put on my list were a few cds, some DVDs and clothes. hopefully they will jsut giveme some cash so that i can buy my own clothes. no offense to them, but id rather buy my own clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored out of my head right now. not fun at all...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:almostahero:9904</id>
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    <title>almostahero @ 2003-12-22T21:23:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-23T02:37:53Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-23T02:37:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the cure- just like heaven</lj:music>
    <content type="html">in other news: erin also might have rabies...im so glad i didnt touch that cat... but i dont trust erin or atom enough to not bite me and try to give me rabies. both of them have said that they would and they are both sick enough to do that to me... so maybe i need a place to stay until i know i wont be biten by my rabies infected siblings.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:almostahero:9601</id>
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    <title>the day was all right i suppose...</title>
    <published>2003-12-22T23:32:10Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-22T23:32:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the rocking horse winner- elementary</lj:music>
    <content type="html">me and mike had some vocal practice today, it rawked pretty good, i hit my notes and all, just takes a little practice, and we made a new song, or the outline of one in like a minute, it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my way there i saw the mullens, mr and mrs running.. the most high-larious/disgusting thing ive ever seen. mr mulled had on these short bright yellow running shorts and a fany pack. it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atom might have rabies, which i think will be extremely funny in retrospect, but my mom doesnt think so now. one of our cats was sick, you see, and my mom was taking it to be put down and it bit atom, and so we have to wait like a week before we know if it had rabies... i still think its kind of funny that he might have rabies.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:almostahero:9398</id>
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    <title>mandarin oranges are godly</title>
    <published>2003-12-22T17:46:22Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-22T17:46:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>alkaline trio- this is getting over you</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i woke up a few hours ago. i wanted to sleep longer, but i cant get back to sleep sometimes. i was watching Tv and my mom is like, "you arent watching TV all day..." i wasnt going to, but it means that she or my dad(most likely my dad because if you are home from school you should be doing some kind of chore or youre worthless...someone save me today, please...) wants us to do some chores. eff that, im in school forever and i want some time to just not be doing anything, that'd be the point of a vacation. i dont yell at them to buy me things and do stuff when they arent working or anything. mos def doing things differently when i have kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;april and matt(atoms friends) came over last night... i almost waved or gave some kind of greeting to april... then i remembered that she doesnt like me and she sold me out to the kidz when she told me and elena how much better we are than them and blah blah blah... let her being an effing melodramatic moron. whatever. im bored and im going to go. i wish i had some more mandarin oranges.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:almostahero:9151</id>
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    <title>nothing</title>
    <published>2003-12-22T04:41:24Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-22T04:41:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>saves the day- jessie &amp; my whetstone</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i watched that volcano high thing on Mtv, it was good stuff. good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend called me up a few minutes ago to ask about a song we heard yesterday that i had and he didnt know it. i dont care to help him out or anything, but its like 11 20 that he called and i dunno how much my parents appreciated it. haha, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jenna is down from utah and everything, so i think that maybe we will hang out or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elena, i dunno when atom will want to hang out...he is behind me with his parka on, and holding the collar of it up to his eyes..he isnt moving or tlaking at all. just standing there... he is crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;well... you're SORT of emo. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;try listening to more dashboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stick this in your blog, and show the world that&lt;br /&gt;you are a wishy-washy, not-quite-emo lump of matter!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...hmmm, there was a pic of charlie brown on that, but it isnt showing and i dont care to make it, just imagine a picture on top of that description of how emo i am/ am not.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:almostahero:8889</id>
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    <title>so im grounded until thursday...</title>
    <published>2003-12-22T00:44:46Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-22T00:44:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i cant get on AIM until thursday or friday or some crap because my sister was being an incredible BI when i wouldnt get off the computer, i was talking to a lot of people and sending files and my sister freaks out and calls my parents and tells them ive been on for hours or some crap. she gets on for like 6 hours at a time, i get on for a few and she should just let it be that. so if anyone wants to do anything or schedule anything call me or something. i kind of dont want to be stuck in the house for this whole bloody break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i went to freedom on friday, that was good stuff. im mos def going there from now on. great times. apparently some people warned him of my coming, even someone i dont even know which is odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had band practice and went to wendys after. i think we decided to be a more emo-ish kind of band. im sick of the punk rock bands from here and i didnt want to do that, so i think we all agreed to just not do punk rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the drama party was cool even though i was late. no worries. still fun times. i took elena home and she is letting me borrow empire, so that rawx, and some books and stuff. great times there too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to orlando for some church stuff and when i got home i went with some friends to go see LOTR(awesome, btw). i called cori to see if she wanted to go, but i forgot that she left today and she was in atlanta. then we went to the huddle house. we= robby,atom,tod,craig,nick and me. tod just got back from iraq and so he is down and we hung out. hes got a 3 inch scar or somethin froma car bomb over there. scary stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im going to die because i have this killer, hacking cough and it sucks a lot and it sounds like im losing organs.i hate it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:almostahero:8653</id>
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    <title>i heart naps</title>
    <published>2003-12-18T03:07:27Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-18T03:07:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the smiths-asleep</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i didnt feel like posting yesterday. mike and i had practice,someone said we did well, i was happy. that was about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was an alright day. i keep ending up in drama for 3rd block,so thats cool. i got my cd player back, i didnt have it for like 2 months, and my confrence patch from swimming and my nice headphones. good times. i went with ashley to get gas and that was fun, came home, was reading/watching tv and took like a 2 hour nap, it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family got taco bell for dinner... i hate fast food. its all so gross and unsanitary, especially taco bell. its always so dirty. so i havbent eaten yet, but im not that hungry at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams tomorrow. i have to know spanish crap for crap. gross, i dont like that language much. school is almost out, atom is coming home soon. christmas is in like a week, good times. i like my life right now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:almostahero:8410</id>
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    <title>if it isnt my good friend mr mcgregg, w/ a leg for an arm and an arm for a leg</title>
    <published>2003-12-16T00:47:25Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-16T00:47:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>smoking popes- not that kind of girlfriend</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today i woke up and no pancakes. thank you locked door. thank you a lot. school wasnt bad. annoying, but not bad. except when i went to develop my negatives for my last 3 assignments, they were vaporized... just gone...nothing there... that would be me getting a b in effing photo class. because my negatives screwed me. makes me very not happy. i got a good grade on my spanish notebook though, so thats good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had pez today, that made me happy. i dont have much else to say at the moment. i think im going to be gabe for the ensemble act. rich and phil are almost married...hmmm... not much else.pp i want some eggnog now though.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:almostahero:8156</id>
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    <title>almostahero @ 2003-12-14T21:16:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-15T02:26:22Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-15T02:26:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the night passes&lt;br /&gt;and so does the time on my clock&lt;br /&gt;i will sit here&lt;br /&gt;and listen to my sad sad music&lt;br /&gt;and think of my sad sad mood&lt;br /&gt;forsake my friends and family&lt;br /&gt;my laughter and company&lt;br /&gt;it is all lost in this&lt;br /&gt;prick my finger to make sure i still feel something&lt;br /&gt;watch you walk away every day and i cant do a thing&lt;br /&gt;watch you leave and want to say something&lt;br /&gt;words are frozen&lt;br /&gt;scenerios are played in my head and i cant do a thing&lt;br /&gt;coward or else&lt;br /&gt;the night passes&lt;br /&gt;my clock says so&lt;br /&gt;my finger still bleeds&lt;br /&gt;and sleep comes soon&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will have a good dream&lt;br /&gt;and maybe i will be brave&lt;br /&gt;coward or else&lt;br /&gt;watch you walk away everyday and i cant say a thing&lt;br /&gt;watch you leave and want to say something&lt;br /&gt;words are forzen on the cowards tongue&lt;br /&gt;my finger bleeds&lt;br /&gt;coward or else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as the seratonin is down a little i can still write, even though i know im actually happy. alkaline trio makes me happy.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:almostahero:7885</id>
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    <title>AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!</title>
    <published>2003-12-15T02:13:36Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-15T02:13:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>alkaline trio</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok, everyone remember that pyscho i was talking about in 3rd block the other day??? the one that watched me sleep??? she is here right now spending the effing night!!! what the eff??? my parents are crazy....so is she... im locking my door tonight. she drives me insane.asjidngiehbgerb!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, rehersal stuff is tomorrow and that should be fun. and i have to finish some photos. wooo hooo. i dont do spanish vocabulary though, so my notebook grade will suffer a little. oh well. im done with spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how you nog an egg, but whoever found out should be given some great prize.</content>
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    <title>its almost 9 o'clock...do you know where your evan is?</title>
    <published>2003-12-14T01:51:33Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-14T01:51:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>modest mouse</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i want to be out doing things, but alas, no friends to do them with. that kind of sucks. so im ljing and AIMing it up. wooo....or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went to applebees with scott and then to wal mart to wait for justin to get off work so that he could buy LOTR2 extended version, but it was like 10 30 and still no sign of him so we came back here and watched tv, justin came over at 11 30 and we ll watched tv, but i was tired and kept falling asleep. so justin left and i went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i shot some photos over at mandy's house. she rawx, she let me use her camera and some lights and stuff. we found these messed up houses and sheds and stuff and went exploring, she got some windows from the shed. then i went to pick up joe and had band practice, it went well i think. we might have something good soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drove mandy and her friend to a party tonight. how much of a loser am i? i just wanted out of the house so i drove her to a party and then i came home and had to leave again to pick up bread. having a lisence sucks sometimes. i want to drive around and listen to good music, but i only have a crappy radio in my effing redneck mobile, so im out of luck there. just going to be sitting around and balh bdhaekerwhervkjb.</content>
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