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  <title>its marissssssss</title>
  <subtitle>dncnmarisk</subtitle>
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    <name>dncnmarisk</name>
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  <updated>2005-11-09T04:36:17Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:13318</id>
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    <title>crap...</title>
    <published>2005-11-09T04:36:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-09T04:36:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>yames taylor</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i love how i've visited 7 different colleges in one way or another and i still don't have a fucking clue as to where or what i want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's really funny because applications are due like... now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:13286</id>
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    <title>HOYA SAXA!</title>
    <published>2005-11-07T05:27:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-07T05:27:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>that goddamn fight song!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so my G-Town experience was beyond incredible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sketchy buses, crazy drawings, rooftops, the big hunt, third place, tombs, saw II, christina marinakis, toga party (question mark?), and drunken-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"so many memories!!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you Andy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when can i go back???</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:12644</id>
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    <title>hey i'm dead!</title>
    <published>2005-09-30T02:09:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-30T02:09:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>THE OC!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" width="450"&gt;&amp;lt;td align="center"&amp;gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/result_images/tombstone.php?name=Marissa Quimby&amp;amp;msg=1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=41"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:11703</id>
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    <title>yay for headaches</title>
    <published>2005-09-23T02:20:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-23T02:20:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>television</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well since i can't go outside and scream....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately that really didn't make me feel any better.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:10941</id>
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    <title>i hate scary movies</title>
    <published>2005-09-14T03:29:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-14T03:29:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hot hot heat</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so me and mike just saw exorcism of emily rose. just kill us. &lt;br /&gt;why would we go see that, you ask? i donttt knowwwww! it was a fuckin ridiculous movie and i wouldn't go again even if you paid for me. it was actually kind of funny because we were both covering our faces with our sweatshirts because we didnt want to see the screen, and i freakin stopped breathing for like half the movie. i have such a bad headache now. then on the way home as we were turning into my neighborhood a fuckin deer ran into the road and opened its mouth and showed us its teeth. not kidding. ask mike. we screamed so loud. kaytee was on the phone and heard it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was an interesting night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT UNTIL OCTOBERRRRR!!! WOOO!!!!!!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:10539</id>
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    <title>i love std's!</title>
    <published>2005-09-10T02:46:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-10T02:46:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>coldplay - yellow</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Old Fashioned Bc: i smell sex&lt;br /&gt;Old Fashioned Bc: and it smells like smelly feet&lt;br /&gt;mariskq88: eww&lt;br /&gt;mariskq88: bo&lt;br /&gt;mariskq88: dont need the details&lt;br /&gt;Old Fashioned Bc: yes you do&lt;br /&gt;Old Fashioned Bc: if you have sex&lt;br /&gt;Old Fashioned Bc: you die&lt;br /&gt;Old Fashioned Bc: if you get sex&lt;br /&gt;Old Fashioned Bc: you get STDs&lt;br /&gt;Old Fashioned Bc: and you die&lt;br /&gt;mariskq88: hahahahaaaha&lt;br /&gt;mariskq88: youre an idiot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bo is still the ruler of the universe. enough said.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:8847</id>
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    <title>dncnmarisk @ 2005-08-27T01:16:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-27T05:19:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-27T05:19:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>John and Chad's cd</lj:music>
    <content type="html">this fuckin blows.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:8350</id>
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    <title>i wonder how long i can stretch it all out for...</title>
    <published>2005-08-25T06:52:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-25T06:52:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>bo's mix : )</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm not quite sure how I'm going to handle tomorrow yet.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll just have to try and keep myself busy so my brain doesn't have the chance to catch up with what has been happening these past couple of days. I don't really want my heart to catch up either... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been pretty good with the crying thing so far. no public breakdowns yet. can't say much for the drives home alone though. but we shall see what tomorrow brings. I'm pretty sure I'll be getting it all out in the open. and it's really weird because the one person I expected to be strong about all this... isn't. its just so... weird.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's also still a few things that I need to straighten out... and I don't know if I can deal with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wish I wasn't such a fuckin pussy. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;but my theory is that since we are all so visibly distraught over being parted for pretty much only a month, shouldn't it be safe to say that we are going to stay friends for a very long time? If we are this close now... just picture it next summer. by then we'll have a movie, nevermind a slideshow haha. it's not going to make tomorrow any easier, but it makes me so happy to know that I have such a strong group to fall back on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna keep on sayin it. I love you all... :)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:8070</id>
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    <title>now that things are beginning to sink in...</title>
    <published>2005-08-21T05:37:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-21T05:37:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>coldplay</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" size="1"&gt;tonight im sad again
thinking about everyone leaving. i hate this. i was fine yesterday so
why am i being stupid tonight??? i had such a great evening but now
that i'm home again, sitting in this chair in front of the computer, it
just gets me upset. sometimes i can just deal with it and i'm ok
because i know i'll see most of you again in like a month.... but
sometimes a month just seems soooo loooongggg....&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
i feel like i need to be with everyone, everyday, all day so i don't miss anything... &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
and then there's this boy...... &lt;br&gt;
ugh. my head is hurting thinking about all of this. goodnight.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Confusion never stops, &lt;br&gt;
closing walls and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ticking clocks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
Gonna come back and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;take you home&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;br&gt;
I could not stop, that you now know.&lt;br&gt;
Singing, come out upon my seas, &lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;curse missed opportunities&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br&gt;
Am I a part of the &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;cure&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;br&gt;
or am I part of the &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;disease&lt;/span&gt;....?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:7816</id>
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    <title>my mind has been blown to bits</title>
    <published>2005-08-19T05:37:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-25T06:24:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>i dont even know</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;things i learned tonight:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;-Tom Cruise is a dick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;-I'm a pussy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;-Jurassic Park is actually in NM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;-I'm a pussy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;-Kaytee's a moron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;-I'm a pussy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;-Summer should be about 320957329 months longer than it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;-I'm a pussy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;-Andy's a pussy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;oooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;eeeeemmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Fuckin A. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;guess who is NOT falling asleep tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;yeah thats definitely me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"you don't even know"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:7425</id>
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    <title>I really need some mental help</title>
    <published>2005-08-18T03:23:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-18T03:23:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I think I've been feeling a lot like Britt lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to handle myself anymore. I feel like everything is completely out of my control and I just can't seem to keep up anymore. When I'm actually at home and not out somewhere I can't sit still... I'm about to jump out of my skin. Sometimes I can't even sleep at night.. it gets to be 3 AM before my brain finally shuts up and lets me pass out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's worse is that now I keep feeling like I am about to cry. I'll come home from an amazing night out, and then it hits me. In a few days... most of my best friends will be leaving for college. Moving away. I don't want people to leave and I don't want school to start again and I don't want anything or anyone to change. I don't want to lose touch with the people that I have really fallen in love with this past year. I am absolutely terrified of it. Of course I want to have a kick-ass senior year and I am excited for that... but at the same time I also don't want it to be my turn yet. I want to stay a kid and be able to go street hopping at 11:30 at night, and play Clue and Set and Skipbo, and have dance parties in the HS parking lot, and just be retarded with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I'm depressed or not enjoying the time I've been spending with everyone, because honestly this summer has had some of the BEST times that I've EVER had in my life. It's the realization that it will all end soon. Or at least be put on hold for a couple of months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully though, once school starts things will get back to normal. School. Homework. Dance. Work. Sleep. Then I won't have time to let my brain wander and torture me. I think a good cry would also help. But that can wait a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I feel a little better now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do love you guys. honest.  :)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:7326</id>
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    <title>im baaaaaaaaack :)</title>
    <published>2005-08-11T21:29:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-11T21:29:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>amazon.com sampling shit</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i think August 11th is a good enough day to return to my LJ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this summer has been amazing. ive gotten less sleep than i do during the school year but i am loving every flippn second of my bleary-eyed days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night's awkward-dance-party-turned-fabulous-evening was honestly one of the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being late for the campout was definitely a good decision, otherwise i would have missed the fucking, the rollerblading club, the street jumping, brett mitchell, and of course, THE hookup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never knew that i could love you guys as much as i do.  :)</content>
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    <title>hideyho!</title>
    <published>2005-04-18T03:46:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-18T03:46:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>dvd menu music</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#33ffff" size="7"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;18th&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#33ffff" size="7"&gt;BIRTHDAY &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#33ff33" size="7"&gt;KATIRI!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#33ff33" size="7"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#33ff33" size="7"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;pick up line to try: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;"I've just moved you to the top of my to-do list"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;yuesssss&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:6828</id>
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    <title>how long until spring break?????</title>
    <published>2005-04-14T03:14:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-14T03:15:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nothing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i need a break from this damn year long. ill be annoying and fill this out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put an "x" for all that apply to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) smoked a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;( ) smoked a cigar.&lt;br /&gt;( ) smoked a joint&lt;br /&gt;( ) crashed a friend's car&lt;br /&gt;( ) stolen a car ( rode in a stolen car )&lt;br /&gt;( ) been in love &lt;br /&gt;(x) been dumped &lt;br /&gt;( ) shoplifted&lt;br /&gt;( ) been fired&lt;br /&gt;(x) been in a fist fight &lt;br /&gt;(x) snuck out of my parent's house&lt;br /&gt;(x) had feelings for someone who didn't have them back&lt;br /&gt;( ) been arrested&lt;br /&gt;(x) made out with a stranger&lt;br /&gt;( ) gone on a blind date&lt;br /&gt;(x) lied to a friend&lt;br /&gt;( ) had a crush on a teacher &lt;br /&gt;( ) been to Europe&lt;br /&gt;(x) skipped school &lt;br /&gt;( ) seen someone die &lt;br /&gt;( ) had a crush on one of your my space friends &lt;br /&gt;( ) been to Canada &lt;br /&gt;( ) been to Mexico&lt;br /&gt;(x) been on a plane&lt;br /&gt;( ) seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show &lt;br /&gt;( ) thrown up in a bar&lt;br /&gt;( ) purposely set a part of myself on fire&lt;br /&gt;(x) eaten Sushi&lt;br /&gt;( ) been snowboarding &lt;br /&gt;( ) met someone in person from the internet &lt;br /&gt;( ) been moshing at a concert&lt;br /&gt;( ) been in an abusive relationship&lt;br /&gt;( ) taken painkillers&lt;br /&gt;(x) love someone or miss someone right now&lt;br /&gt;(x) laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by &lt;br /&gt;(x) made a snow angel &lt;br /&gt;(x) had a tea party&lt;br /&gt;(x) flown a kite&lt;br /&gt;(x) built a sand castle &lt;br /&gt;(x) gone puddle jumping&lt;br /&gt;(x) played dress up&lt;br /&gt;(x) jumped into a pile of leaves&lt;br /&gt;(x) gone sledding &lt;br /&gt;(x) cheated while playing a game &lt;br /&gt;(x) been lonely&lt;br /&gt;(x) fallen asleep at work/SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;( ) used a fake id&lt;br /&gt;(x) watched the sun set &lt;br /&gt;(x) felt an earthquake&lt;br /&gt;(x) touched a snake&lt;br /&gt;(x) slept beneath the stars&lt;br /&gt;(x) been tickled&lt;br /&gt;( ) been robbed &lt;br /&gt;(x) been misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;(x) petted a reindeer/goat&lt;br /&gt;(x) won a contest&lt;br /&gt;(x) run a red light &lt;br /&gt;( ) been suspended from school&lt;br /&gt;(x) been in a car accident&lt;br /&gt;( ) had braces &lt;br /&gt;(x) felt like an outcast&lt;br /&gt;( ) eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night &lt;br /&gt;(x) had deja vu&lt;br /&gt;(x) danced in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;( ) hated the way you look&lt;br /&gt;( ) witnessed a crime&lt;br /&gt;(x) pole danced&lt;br /&gt;(x) been obsessed with post-it notes&lt;br /&gt;(x) squished barefoot through the mud&lt;br /&gt;(x) been lost &lt;br /&gt;( ) been to the opposite side of the country&lt;br /&gt;(x) swam in the ocean &lt;br /&gt;(x) felt like dying&lt;br /&gt;(x) cried yourself to sleep &lt;br /&gt;(x) played cops and robbers &lt;br /&gt;(x) recently colored with crayons/colored pencils/markers&lt;br /&gt;( ) sung karaoke &lt;br /&gt;(x) paid for a meal with only coins &lt;br /&gt;(x) done something you told yourself you wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;(x) made prank phone calls when you were younger &lt;br /&gt;( ) laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose &lt;br /&gt;(x) caught a snowflake on your tongue&lt;br /&gt;(x) danced in the rain &lt;br /&gt;( ) been kissed under the mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;( ) watched the sun rise with someone you care about&lt;br /&gt;(x) blown bubbles&lt;br /&gt;( ) made a bonfire on the beach&lt;br /&gt;( ) crashed a party&lt;br /&gt;(x) gone rollerskatin&lt;br /&gt;(x) had a wish come true&lt;br /&gt;( ) humped a monkey &lt;br /&gt;(x) worn pearls&lt;br /&gt;( ) jumped off a bridge &lt;br /&gt;( ) screamed PENIS in public&lt;br /&gt;( ) ate dog/cat food&lt;br /&gt;( ) told a complete stranger you loved them&lt;br /&gt;( ) kissed a mirror&lt;br /&gt;(x) sang in the shower&lt;br /&gt;(x) have/had a little black dress. &lt;br /&gt;(x) had a dream that you married someone&lt;br /&gt;(x) glued your hand to something&lt;br /&gt;( ) got your tongue stuck to a flag pole&lt;br /&gt;( ) kissed a fish&lt;br /&gt;(x) worn the opposite sex's clothes&lt;br /&gt;( ) been a cheerleader &lt;br /&gt;(x) sat on a roof top&lt;br /&gt;(x) screamed at the top of your lungs&lt;br /&gt;(x) done a one-handed cartwheel &lt;br /&gt;( ) talked on the phone for more than 6 hours&lt;br /&gt;(x) stayed up all night&lt;br /&gt;(x) didn't take a shower for a week&lt;br /&gt;(x) picked and ate an apple right off the tree&lt;br /&gt;(x) climbed a tree&lt;br /&gt;( ) had a tree house&lt;br /&gt;( ) are scared to watch scary movies&lt;br /&gt;( ) believe in ghosts&lt;br /&gt;( ) have more than 30 pairs of shoes&lt;br /&gt;( ) worn a really ugly outfit to school just to see what others say &lt;br /&gt;( ) gone streaking&lt;br /&gt;( ) pushed into a pool/lake with all your clothes on &lt;br /&gt;(x) been told you're beautiful by a complete stranger&lt;br /&gt;(x) broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;(x) been easily amused &lt;br /&gt;( ) caught a fish then ate it &lt;br /&gt;(x) caught a butterfly&lt;br /&gt;(x) laughed so hard you cried&lt;br /&gt;(x) cried so hard you laughed&lt;br /&gt;( ) mooned someone &lt;br /&gt;(x) had someone moon/flash you &lt;br /&gt;(x) cheated on a test&lt;br /&gt;(x) have a Britney Spears CD&lt;br /&gt;(x) forgotten someone's name?&lt;br /&gt;( ) slept naked &lt;br /&gt;(x) French braided someone's hair? &lt;br /&gt;( ) grown a beard &lt;br /&gt;( ) belong to the KKK&lt;br /&gt;( ) slept with your bf/ gfs friend before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, based on my answers it looks like i should be about 8 years old. i need to do more things because i pretty much suck at being alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sore.&lt;br /&gt;sick.&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically exhausted in every way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need some lovin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or sleep.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:6496</id>
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    <title>it wasn't such a waste afterall</title>
    <published>2005-04-10T03:59:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-10T04:04:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>damn clock ticking again</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i love it when seemingly wasted days end up to be really fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this morning i left dustin's at like 8 effing 30 because i got a ride home with jduff. it was such a great night, and i got no more than 20 minutes of sleep alltogether, but it was definitely worth it. got some party time and some cuddle time so i was happy. so i went home and took about 3 naps over the course of the day: one on the hammock, one on the front walkway which is made of rocks, and one on my couch, and i actually got sunburned on my face. i pretty much did nothing all day. i was so bored that i OFFERED to drive my brother to and from the movies. i was so bored that i helped my mom rake the back yard. i NEVER rake. you get the point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was hoping to make plans for tonight but everyone was dumb and couldnt do anything. so i get into my pajamas and take out my contacts and go online and my dear old friend austin wainwright asks me to go to wendy's with him. it was 10:00. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things we accomplished this evening:&lt;br /&gt;-learned that wendy's is the hip place to be on a sat night at 10:00 (we couldnt even get into the parkign lot it was so packed)&lt;br /&gt;-stalling the car on the WRONG side of the road on route 7, and pushing it to safety&lt;br /&gt;-learned yiddish with dick and jane&lt;br /&gt;-broke open a CD security device by touching it&lt;br /&gt;-stole a spoon from borders&lt;br /&gt;-bying $10 worth of food at borders and eating about $2 of it. i ate it.&lt;br /&gt;-driving out the ENTRANCE of the party stop parking lot and then realizing that we are on the WRONG side of the road divided by a CURB.&lt;br /&gt;-learned that tea is effing HOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to re-bond with an old friend and porpulated the entire time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im calling it a night b/c i have to be at church in about 8 hours. damnit. i didnt sign up for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully tomorrow will go as i have it planned in my head</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:6338</id>
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    <title>bated breath and hoooook</title>
    <published>2005-04-10T00:02:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-10T00:02:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Prairie Home Companion on the radio yo!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">mehhh.&lt;br /&gt;boys are friggin annoying.&lt;br /&gt;why do i keep doing this? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im goin fishin for a mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but right now im goin for a friggin walk.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:6025</id>
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    <title>PROMMMMM</title>
    <published>2005-04-09T13:22:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-09T13:22:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>zzzzzzzzz</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Junior Prom was awesome... and now i cant wait for Senior Prom! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pretty much dead right now.. i got 10 full minutes of sleep so im thinkin a nap on the hammock is in order. I'll post details later if ya wanna hear them, but for now... my eyelids are happily drooping.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:5830</id>
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    <title>IN MY PANTS</title>
    <published>2005-04-06T04:03:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-06T04:06:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the song in my pants</lj:music>
    <content type="html">kaytee you KILL me! thank you for making me stay up and waste essay time on this SHIT. some of these arent even my fav songs... i just thought they were effing hilarious so i had to write them. &lt;br /&gt;i cant stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rooney: I'm Shakin' in My Pants&lt;br /&gt;Rooney: Losing All Control in My Pants&lt;br /&gt;Rooney: Popstars in My pants&lt;br /&gt;Guster: Come Downstairs and Say Hello in My Pants&lt;br /&gt;Guster: Rainy Day in My Pants&lt;br /&gt;Doves: Caught By the River in My Pants&lt;br /&gt;Wicked Sdtrk: Dear Old Shiz in My Pants&lt;br /&gt;Moulin Rouge Sdtrk: Sparkling Diamonds in My Pants&lt;br /&gt;Chicago Sdtrk: We Both Reached For the Gun in My Pants&lt;br /&gt;John Mayer: My Stupid Mouth in My Pants&lt;br /&gt;Vertical Horizon: You're A God in My Pants&lt;br /&gt;A Walk to Remember Sdtrk: Mother, We Just Can't Get Enough in My Pants&lt;br /&gt;Craig David: 7 Days in My Pants&lt;br /&gt;Jesse McCartney: Because You Live in My Pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and especially for kaytee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disney's Aladdin: A Whole New World In My Pants&lt;br /&gt;Disney's The Little Mermaid: Kiss the Girl in My Pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i can sleep in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. IM GOING TO SENIOR PROM WITH BO!!! even though i am "sloppy seconds".... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, im still laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have some sweet dreams... IN YOUR PANTS!! BAHAHA</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>I'm Ewanizing</title>
    <published>2005-04-04T03:54:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-04T03:54:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mr. Brightside</lj:music>
    <content type="html">who thinks its time to watch some ewan?! I DO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to fall asleep watchin Down With Love.. thanks to the wonderful Kaytee Lo for getting me HOOKED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i expect to see all of you at 11? be (t)here or be SQUARE. thanks for setting it up Bo. night all ;)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:5129</id>
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    <title>listen to the words coming out of my mouth</title>
    <published>2005-04-04T00:09:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-04T00:10:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>i really feel like goin to the movies</lj:music>
    <content type="html">you guys jump to conclusions way too fast. i said i didnt &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; i could skip. that was at 1 in the morning when my mom was sleeping so i couldnt ask her about it. i &lt;font style="font-weight: bold;" size="5"&gt;CAN&lt;/font&gt; skip and you &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
come to my house at 11... as for the rest of the day.. i duno,
you&amp;nbsp; tell me whats goin on. except i do have dance at 3:30.. piece
of shitttt.... &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
and thats that. &lt;br&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:5047</id>
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    <title>i wish "the boat" was a real boat</title>
    <published>2005-04-03T05:15:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-03T05:15:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>moulin rouge</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yo guys, i dont even know if im allowed to skip on mon, so dont count on goin to my house... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill talk to my mom and ill let ya know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight i discovered that i hate driving in FLOODS. at night. with people telling me there is a creepy man on the loose (ahem.. BRETT). it was a good night though. i hung out with the guys for the first time in a while, lost miserably at pool and pinball and darts for cryin out loud, so i didnt even attempt ping pong. i also discovered that they can be such DOGS. but ehh. it was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thats about it. nothing interesting to say really. night.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:4629</id>
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    <title>my blood isnt rich enough for you...</title>
    <published>2005-04-02T04:54:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-02T05:00:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nothin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so i really wanted to donate blood today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they rejected me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently i dont have enough iron in me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they pricked my finger twice to test it and i didnt even get to save any lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bummer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really kind of upset me, i dont know why. but sara and kaytee couldnt donate either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next year ill just eat fish and steak for the week before the blood drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ill be super-iron girl.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least the maxx was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at least now we know that kaytee's blood wont be going to the SHARKS. (i lvoe you!) ;)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:4555</id>
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    <title>Call me Ariel... and kiss the girl...</title>
    <published>2005-03-31T04:32:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-31T04:36:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Little Mermaid</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok, i would like to say that i just put in my little mermaid dvd and went straight to the chapters where Ariel falls in love with eric and everything is happily ever after. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just that kind of night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a fabulous day. im pretty much a full-time porpulator now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im overflowing with love but who to give it to??</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:4276</id>
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    <title>life is good</title>
    <published>2005-03-29T04:36:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-29T04:36:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>keane</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i guess now is as good a time as any to update this thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything has been pretty wonderful lately. if only i could catch up with all my school work and STAY caught up, i would have nothing to complain about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i love my friends. i never DREAMED i would ever become so close to so many of you guys... especially the OUAM crew. i can't see myself ever getting sick of you. the best part of it is that i LOVE myself when we hang out. i can genuinely be myself and it feels amazing (for lack of a better word). i can't wait until summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just felt that i needed to get that said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just so everyone knows.. some of you have been asking about my next dance 'event' and all i know is that we have a big thing in mid June.. so you better be around to come cheer me on, along with my good pals clayelle and justine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it for today. sweet dreams guys &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxo</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dncnmarisk:4054</id>
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    <title>to love and be loved</title>
    <published>2005-03-20T05:57:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-20T05:57:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>its in my head</lj:music>
    <content type="html">sometimes a girl just needs to be held and hugged by her friends. &lt;br /&gt;sometimes she needs more than that. &lt;br /&gt;i really want to have an ewan all to myself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"come what may".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because its gettin cold here on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;and 'eventually' just isnt quite cutting it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, "the show must go on".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that wasnt meant to sound like a poem. and i didnt mean to use that many movie quotes. basically i shouldnt even post this.</content>
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