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  <title>Ay-dre-en Ga-rall-deen. x3</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2007 17:15:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>bratt-boy &amp; ad-ger.</title>
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  <description>Heh. Yes. Both of us are here right now.&lt;br /&gt;Lucas [bratt-boy] won&apos;t stop annoying the crap out of me.&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s all like, &quot;ADRIENNE. LET&apos;S GO SHOOT CAP GUNS!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; &quot;Adrienne. Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready?&quot; etc.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he&apos;s sitting right next to me, you know. Reading all of this.&lt;br /&gt;Giggling like a little girl. HAHAHAHHA HE READ THAT\=]&apos;/&lt;br /&gt;ythugbkhkaoiwefj;oaijf;oaiwjefowiej;df&lt;br /&gt;OMG, LUCAS. SPAZ ATTACK, MUCH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I had to erase that. ;]&lt;br /&gt;Lucas doesn&apos;t believe that I erased that.&lt;br /&gt;But I did. He&apos;s mean. :[&lt;br /&gt;Now he&apos;s mad. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m an evil sister, you know.&lt;br /&gt;I love him anyway. He&apos;s just a brat sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Hence the name &quot;bratt-boy.&quot; I gave him that name &lt;br /&gt;Dad uses it now, too. &amp;amp; &quot;ad-ger&quot;, which Lucas created for me.&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. He won&apos;t leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he&apos;s saying &quot;I HATE YOU.&quot; &amp;amp; now he&apos;s crying.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. He&apos;ll get pissed if he reads that.&lt;br /&gt;Because he didn&apos;t cry. He just crooned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;GIZMO FELL DOWN THE STAIRS!&lt;br /&gt;Like owner, like dog, I guess. xD&lt;br /&gt;That really made no sense.&lt;br /&gt;But I fell down the stairs the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i was like, just sitting there for ten minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Paralyzed. By pain. I could hardly walk the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go now.&lt;br /&gt;Before Lucas kills me.&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s outside, waiting for me to come.&lt;br /&gt;I have to do something with him, now.&lt;br /&gt;Because I made him come on a walk with me.&lt;br /&gt;Even though he didn&apos;t want to. &amp;gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;I put it back in.&lt;br /&gt;The thing that I told Luke that I erased.&lt;br /&gt;Which, I did erase, I just put it back in.&lt;br /&gt;The &quot;giggling like a little girl&quot; thing. :DD&lt;br /&gt;But I&apos;m not really lying, because I DID erase it. :]&lt;br /&gt;Still. Shh. Don&apos;t tell. It&apos;ll be our secret. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this whole entry was pointless.&lt;br /&gt;Do I care? No, not really. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Adrienne Geraldine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -- [&lt;b&gt;xo ily&lt;/b&gt;]</description>
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  <lj:music>dreamlover -- mariah carey</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2007 16:55:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>heh.</title>
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  <description>YAY! Somebody loves me. :D&lt;br /&gt;They posted. On my comments.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; wrote: &quot;ADRIENNE I LOVE YOU!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know who. But they do. :]&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t care who wrote it, really.&lt;br /&gt;It just makes me happy inside. xD&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Done being retarded. For now. :]&lt;br /&gt;BOW CHICKA BOW WOW. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Now I&apos;m really done.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sniffling. I have a cold.&lt;br /&gt;Liz &amp;amp; Katie had a pool party.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i went. Along with 2394729374 other people. :D&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty freaking awesome. But now I have a cold.&lt;br /&gt;Because I stayed in the pool way too long.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my lips turned blue. So I was covered in towels.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I fell asleep next to the wall.&lt;br /&gt;Leave it to me to fall asleep at a party.&lt;br /&gt;I was hyper in the morning, but dead at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Not literally dead. I&apos;m still alive, don&apos;t worry. xD&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was weird, though.&lt;br /&gt;Usually I&apos;m hyper at night.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; quiet during the day.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;You know that guy?&lt;br /&gt;That one that I kept writing about?&lt;br /&gt;In the earlier posts? Wayyy back?&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Yeah. Well. Erm. Funny story.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not over him .. I don&apos;t think I ever was.&lt;br /&gt;I realized this at the end of the school year.&lt;br /&gt;That I was still completely crazy about him.&lt;br /&gt;I think I&apos;d been lying to myself about it.&lt;br /&gt;Saying that, &quot;Oh, you don&apos;t like him.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; tricking my brain into believing it.&lt;br /&gt;But my heart didn&apos;t believe it. &lt;br /&gt;Haha. That sounds corny &amp;amp; stupid. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I had to get that out of my system.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what. I&apos;m making a website. Kind of.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; guess what else. I&apos;m making major headway.&lt;br /&gt;So, if I keep it up, it&apos;ll be done soon. :]&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I&apos;d update my journal.&lt;br /&gt;Because I haven&apos;t in like, forever. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Adrienne Geraldine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -- [&lt;b&gt;xo ily&lt;/b&gt;]</description>
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  <lj:music>kiss the girl -- ashley tisdale</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Jun 2007 11:21:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>mornings.</title>
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  <description>Not in what you&apos;d call a &quot;happy&quot; mood.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s Thursday; 6:47 in the damn morning.&lt;br /&gt;Lucas decides to get up, &amp;amp; the dog starts howling.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I&apos;m sleeping on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s because my room gets very hot. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it was like a sauna in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;The dog started howling.&lt;br /&gt;So that&apos;s what I woke up to this morning.&lt;br /&gt;But I wasn&apos;t fully awake; I was still half asleep.&lt;br /&gt;So, Lucas comes down the stairs. I didn&apos;t know it was HIM, though.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was 1 or 4 in the morning, the times my parents get up for work.&lt;br /&gt;So, he turns on the TV, but since I&apos;M not fully AWAKE yet,&lt;br /&gt;I freaked out in my mind &amp;amp; thought some strange lady was kidnapping me.&lt;br /&gt;Because, when he turned on the TV, the lady talking sounded .. weird.&lt;br /&gt;Like she was speaking another language. But she wasn&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s probably because I wasn&apos;t fully awake yet.&lt;br /&gt;But then I was. So I asked Lucas what time it was.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he said: 6:25. I FLIPPED OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now, he&apos;s upstairs watching TV.&lt;br /&gt;Because I threatened to call dad if he didn&apos;t go away.&lt;br /&gt;But now, I can&apos;t get back to sleep, because I&apos;m fully awake.&lt;br /&gt;Hah. Isn&apos;t that great? NO. IT ISN&apos;T. &amp;gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I&apos;ll go write for a while.&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t go outside for numerous reasons, &amp;amp; haven&apos;t been able to lately.&lt;br /&gt;It sucks. There&apos;s nothing but the computer inside. Everything else is boring.&lt;br /&gt;I could go downstairs &amp;amp; play PlayStatation too, but I&apos;m not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; God knows where my DS is. I&apos;m sick of electronics.&lt;br /&gt;I wish it would cool down outside. So I don&apos;t die.&lt;br /&gt;Then I could start going for walks again.&lt;br /&gt;Because that makes me feel better when I&apos;m pissed.&lt;br /&gt;But I can&apos;t do that right now. Because I have to watch HIM. &amp;gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Plus, it&apos;s supposed to thunder &amp;amp; lightning later, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Which I really wouldn&apos;t mind. But mom would make me stay inside.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t see why. A little electrocution never hurt anyone. :]</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 Jun 2007 16:13:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Heh. I haven&apos;t updated for like .. ever.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know. I&apos;m bored. &amp;amp; i miss people.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i can&apos;t have anyone over, because the parents are working.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i have to watch the moron. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m on this &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bored.com/realbreakups/&quot;&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It has ALL kinds of breakup stories.&lt;br /&gt;Most are written by like, 4th &amp;amp; 5th graders.&lt;br /&gt;I personally think it&apos;s dead hillarious.&lt;br /&gt;They go out with a &quot;H0TT&quot; guy, for 2 days. &lt;br /&gt;They&apos;re like, &quot;iN L0V3&quot; with the guy.&lt;br /&gt;Then, he breaks up with her. &amp;amp; she&apos;s depressed forever.&lt;br /&gt;The end! That&apos;s how&amp;nbsp; most of them go. xD&lt;br /&gt;They also seem to think that &apos;n&apos; is a word. &lt;br /&gt;However, it&apos;s just a letter in the alphabet.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, they&apos;re trying to show off their knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;Of kindergarten level. I think it&apos;s pretty funny. Yet annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Here, I&apos;ll post some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x-x-x-x-x-x-x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakup #1:&lt;br /&gt;&quot;This is true story people .....okay I saw this really hott guy in my school Soz..bt he already had a gf ..bt then after like 1 week they broke up and I asked that guy out and I found out that he is going to be my step brother ewwwwwwww ...I was so gross out cuz we already had u know watt ! bt So i told my MOther not to get Married but guess what she did ? She got Married &quot; to my bf who is my future step bro Dad .......&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Well.&lt;br /&gt;Her typing is attocious.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; she&apos;s evidently had sex.&lt;br /&gt;She must be in like, middle school.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m just guessing. Maybe a 5th grader.&lt;br /&gt;God. That&apos;s kinda depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x-x-x-x-x-x-x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakup #2:&lt;br /&gt;&quot;ok so hi, i was with this lad who i loved to bits, we was 2geva for 4 years and 7 months, i fort we was gr8 2geva n evryfing was working out, we saw eachother everyday and did everyfing 2geva, it was gr8... then one day i got this letter saying &quot; brandie, i dont want to be with you anymore, but i still love you loads&quot;. i was lyk wot, so i went round n asked him about it and to try n sort fings out, but he was crying n smashing fings up i was lyk wot, he sed hes guna move so i dnt av 2 c him,i was lyk woteva go n do it then im not bothered, but i was really... a few days later i went round to c him but his mum had told me hed gone to live with his dad. i was lyk omg n cudnt stop crying... neva seen him since... still love him loads though... n havent yet moved on... by da way his dad lives about 250 miles away.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Z0MG, i fynk mi I.Q dr0000p3d&lt;br /&gt;lyke, 84372843 p0intz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x-x-x-x-x-x-x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakup #3:&lt;br /&gt;&quot;i was texting my girlfriend and she replied its tim to meet the parents oh no. that night my mum and dad made me dress a goof and&amp;nbsp; put a hat on that had a feather in it so i just said this is stupid  she left i dumped her lol!!!!!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ .. erm .. what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x-x-x-x-x-x-x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakup #4:&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well, one time I had a boyfriend. One day I was about to tell him that I wasn&apos;t interested in him anymore. THe same day he said he needed to talk to me. He said that he didn&apos;t think our relationship was going anywhere and I agreed. Thus we were broken up.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Wow. That&apos;s amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Good typing, &amp;amp; not a lie! See, I find this funny.&lt;br /&gt;Because it&apos;s the simple version of all the other stories.&lt;br /&gt;Just without all the extra crap in there. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakup #5:&lt;br /&gt;&quot;So when i was in second grade i was IN LOVE with this boy named mark.He was soooooo cute.One day he asked me out and i totally said yessss.So we whent out for like the whole year.We were tottaly in love.We even kissed all the time!All the girls were jealouse.So one day on the last week of school my friends tolled me he was cheating on me i didnt belive her. then i saw them kissing.i was sooo mad i bitch slapped both of them.Then the next day started going out with an even hotter boy blak. Soooo HAHHAHAH mark i love blae know!!!!!!!!!!!!!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ HAHAhahAHhahiudhlAHHAhduihADHAhahAHha.&lt;br /&gt;Wait .. which one is she going out with again?&lt;br /&gt;&quot;blak&quot; or &quot;blae&quot;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakup #6:&lt;br /&gt;&quot;First of all everyone on here needs to realize that &apos;n&apos; is not a word, it&apos;s a letter in the alphabet. Second of all, all you little 4th and 5th graders who think your heart will be broken forever over a guy you dated for 3 weeks and then your best friend cried, and broke her toe and somehow blamed it on your boyfriend, thus making you break up... yeah... you&apos;ll get over it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Amen. :D&lt;br /&gt;Know what&apos;s scary?&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s almost exactly what I posted.&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of this post.&lt;br /&gt;Freaky .. o_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakup #7:&lt;br /&gt;&quot;when i was in grade 3 i made out with this guy named dakoda he is sssssssssssooooooooooooooo CUTE he always hanged around me untill he saw this relly cool girl she kissed him and made out with him i bitched slapped the girl and kicked him in the nuts and he fell down crying and ive never seen him again!!!!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Hmm. Well.&lt;br /&gt;A 3rd grader bitch slapping someone.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; making out with some dakoda guy.&lt;br /&gt;W.T.F.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 0_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m done picking on people. :]&lt;br /&gt;For now, anyway.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 May 2007 23:37:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>story [maybe]?</title>
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  <description>So. I think I shall start writing a story. I have a pretty good idea of what I&apos;m going to do for it. &amp;amp; i&apos;m not gonna abandon it either. Seriously. I won&apos;t. If I do, someone has to come to my house &amp;amp; tackle me. Deal? K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh. I just tried to write a prologue. It didn&apos;t work well.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I don&apos;t work like that. I have to write different parts.&lt;br /&gt;Then I have to try to piece them together, like a puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve never been great at doing things &apos;in order.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. I&apos;ll notify the world [MySpace] ..&lt;br /&gt;When I get something up. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrienne Geraldine&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -- [&lt;b&gt;xo ily&lt;/b&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;txt_1&quot;&gt; &apos;Cause baby there&apos;s a lot of things that I will never be; &lt;br /&gt; But I can live with that as long as you&apos;re with me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;txt_1&quot;&gt; &lt;b&gt;;] &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 Apr 2007 23:50:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>oopa.</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Today sucked horrendously.&lt;br /&gt;I was close to tears for absolutely no reason. All day long.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i&apos;m pissed at myself because I don&apos;t know what&apos;s wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;So, I obviously can&apos;t tell the people that ask what&apos;s wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Nuff said on that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;-xo-xo-xo-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Softball tryouts are coming. On Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i&apos;m not going to make it &apos;cause I&apos;m a sucky athlete.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever. It doesn&apos;t matter, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;If I do make it, I&apos;ll only get JV.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s true. I&apos;m that bad.. not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;See? I&apos;m putting myself down again.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;M DRIVING MYSELF INSANE. &amp;gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. Someone should tie me to a tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrienne&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;Geraldine&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -- [&lt;b&gt;xo ily&lt;/b&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>luke reading his little story in the living room</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 07 Apr 2007 14:14:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>lmao.</title>
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  <description>Okay. So I&apos;m playing Harvest Moon: More Friends of Mineral Town, right?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i&apos;m finding all kinds of screwy things. I&apos;ll list them below. xD&lt;br /&gt;By the way, my character&apos;s name is Autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-xo-xo-xo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Autumn talks to Karen in the Grocery Store-&lt;br /&gt;Karen [with blushing face]: I don&apos;t know why, but I find myself thinking a lot about you lately ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&apos;m thinking: OMG. WTF. AHHHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;-Autumn talks to Karen again-&lt;br /&gt;Karen [with blushing face]: Ha ha! Just kidding! Bet I had you fooled, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&apos;m thinking: You scared me for a minute .. &amp;amp; you kind of still are .. note the blushy face .. eek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;-Autumn talks to Cliff in the Wine Pantry place-&lt;br /&gt;Cliff: I&apos;m happy with my work. It&apos;s all thanks to you, &amp;lt;palyername&amp;gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&apos;m thinking: Who is this &quot;palyer name&quot; of which you speak of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;-xo-xo-xo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then .. there&apos;s something that we call a &quot;Blue Feather&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;You use it to propose to the boy you want to marry in the game.&lt;br /&gt;But he has to be at a high enough heart level. Or else he&apos;ll like .. turn it down.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna list what everyone says when you show it to them. Just because it&apos;s funny.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Some of them are wickedly horrid. Some of them are just .. obvious. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saibara [old guy, Gray&apos;s grandfather]: Blue Feather ... Give it to someone you want to marry.&lt;br /&gt;Gray [one of the bachelors you can marry]: Ah ... We&apos;re not that close to each other yet ...&lt;br /&gt;Popuri [rival, Rick&apos;s sister, Lillia&apos;s daughter]: You&apos;re sweet, but you should really give this to someone you want to marry.&lt;br /&gt;Lillia [Popuri &amp;amp; Rick&apos;s mother]: Ah, a Blue Feather ... My husband went off to look for one for me, but then didn&apos;t come back for a long time!&lt;br /&gt;Barley [old guy, May&apos;s grandfather]: Oh, Blue Feather. Do you have someone in mind? I wish you luck.&lt;br /&gt;May [little girl, Barley&apos;s granddaughter]: It&apos;s so pretty! What is it?&lt;br /&gt;Zack [shipper guy, Won&apos;s roommate]: I&apos;m jealous of you. Someone I wanted to marry married someone else ... She was much older, so she couldn&apos;t wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;Won [traveling salesman, one of the bachelors]: Oh my, you&apos;re persistent. If you fail, I&apos;ll buy it from you. Don&apos;t worry &amp;amp; challenge.&lt;br /&gt;Carter [pastor]: I&apos;m happy for you. I will pray that all will go well for you.&lt;br /&gt;Aqua [harvest sprite]: What a beautiful feather, budum!&lt;br /&gt;Hoggy [harvest sprite]: A pretty feather, budum. But I can&apos;t eat it, so I&apos;m not interested.&lt;br /&gt;Staid [harvest sprite]: Weee! What a pretty feather! I bet it has special power, budum!&lt;br /&gt;Bold [harvest sprite]: What a lovely feather! Just looking at it takes my breath away, budum ...&lt;br /&gt;Nappy [harvest sprite]: This is the first time I&apos;ve seen a Blue Feather, budum. What kind of animal does it come from?&lt;br /&gt;Chef [harvest sprite]: What a gorgeous deather, bubum! Shame you can&apos;t cook with it ...&lt;br /&gt;Timid [harvest sprite]: What a wondrous feather! Just looking at it makes me happy, budum!&lt;br /&gt;Doctor [uhm .. the doctor .. xD He&apos;s also a bachelor]: I didn&apos;t know you thought of me that way ... I&apos;m really sorry, but I only think of you as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Jeff [Grocery Store owner, Karen&apos;s dad, Sasha&apos;s husband]: So you&apos;ve reached that age already, have you? Good luck! I&apos;ll be rooting for you!&lt;br /&gt;Sasha [Karen&apos;s mom, Jeff&apos;s wife]: It reminds me of when Jeff &amp;amp; I were young. He gave me one. I still have it, you know.&lt;br /&gt;Karen [rival, Sasha &amp;amp; Jeff&apos;s daughter]: So you&apos;ve finally decided to get married, huh? Good for you!&lt;br /&gt;Elli [rival, the nurse, Ellen&apos;s granddaughter, Stu&apos;s sister]: You look nervous. Relax!&lt;br /&gt;Thomas [the mayor, Harris&apos;s dad]: Oh? Ha ha ha! Congratulations! I&apos;m sure you&apos;ll be very happy.&lt;br /&gt;Ellen [Elli &amp;amp; Stu&apos;s grandma]: Oh dear ... That&apos;s a Blue Feather. I received one about 50 years ago ...&lt;br /&gt;Stu [Elli&apos;s brother, Ellen&apos;s grandson]: Wow, that&apos;s pretty. I think there is one in my house too. Elli told me it&apos;s our mom&apos;s ...&lt;br /&gt;Mary [rival, Basil &amp;amp; Anna&apos;s daughter, library owner]: Congratulations! You should really keep that freash for the important girl, though!&lt;br /&gt;Anna [Mary&apos;s mom, Basil&apos;s wife]: Blue Feather? I wish my husband had proposed me with it too ...&lt;br /&gt;Basil [Mary&apos;s dad, Anna&apos;s husband]: Hmm .... What an interesting custom this is! ...&lt;br /&gt;Harris [police officer, Thomas&apos;s son]: Autumn, are you getting married? I envy you ... When can I get married ... ?&lt;br /&gt;Ann [rival, Doug&apos;s son, Inn keeper]: Does that mean what I think it means? Congratulations! I&apos;m sure she&apos;s waiting for you!&lt;br /&gt;Doug [Ann&apos;s dad, Inn owner]: You&apos;ll need this Blue Feather to propose, so take good care of it. Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;Duke [owner of Aja&apos;s winery, Manna&apos;s husband]: Heh heh ... Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;Manna [owner of Aja&apos;s winery, Duke&apos;s wife]: Oh, wow! I see what you&apos;re up to. So, who is it for? I surely know him, right? Ah, I can&apos;t believe I didn&apos;t know about this. You&apos;re going to propose to someone? You have to tell me! Sometimes you&apos;re so quiet. ... Well, I guess you don&apos;t talk at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-xo-xo-xo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn&apos;t ask some of the bachelors.&lt;br /&gt;Because if I had proposed, they would have said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i couldn&apos;t ask Kai, because he only comes around in the Summer.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it&apos;s Winter 25th in my game. &amp;amp; i&apos;m in the second year.&lt;br /&gt;I have to keep lowering the heart levels of the bachelors.&lt;br /&gt;Because I&apos;m going to marry Cliff -hugsCliff- in the fourth year.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. So I&apos;m done rambling about nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Fanfic chapter is coming along.&lt;br /&gt;I had to redo it, because I changed my mind about something. xD</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2007 18:58:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>sick</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline;&quot;&gt;BLECK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sick. =[&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m better than I was yesterday ..&lt;br /&gt;But I can&apos;t stop coughing.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i feel like a zombie. o_O&lt;br /&gt;Suppose I&apos;ll go take a shower.&lt;br /&gt;To erase my zombie-ish-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;-xo-xo-xo-xo-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I&apos;ve said this before. Two whole times.&lt;br /&gt;But I WILL have the fanfic chapter up.&lt;br /&gt;Right after my shower is through.&lt;br /&gt;Because I finally got it done.&lt;br /&gt;Not the fic, the chapter. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrienne Geraldine&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -- [&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;x3 ily&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;The disease is growing, it&apos;s epidemic,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I&apos;m scared that there ain&apos;t a cure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>stupid girls -- pink</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">stupid girls -- pink</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 18 Mar 2007 18:39:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>eek.</title>
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  <description>So, I lied.&lt;br /&gt;I didn&apos;t have time.&lt;br /&gt;To work on the fic, I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I&apos;m working on it now.&lt;br /&gt;This very moment. Well, not yet.&lt;br /&gt;But I will be when this is posted.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the chapter will be up today.&lt;br /&gt;I just didn&apos;t have time yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PLEASE FORGIVE ME!&lt;/b&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrienne Geraldine&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -- [&lt;b&gt;x3 ily&lt;/b&gt;]</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2007 12:08:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>snow? in late march? wtf?</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I think I&apos;m &lt;u&gt;finally&lt;/u&gt; getting over him.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spaz&lt;/i&gt;? Obviously. &lt;i&gt;=D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Country music just makes everything all better.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m a &lt;b&gt;pure&lt;/b&gt; country girl at heart. &lt;i&gt;&amp;lt;3 &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; not a lot of people know that.&lt;br /&gt;Strange. I thought it was &lt;u&gt;obvious&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go work on the fic.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I kinda &lt;i&gt;abandoned&lt;/i&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;A chapter &lt;b&gt;shall&lt;/b&gt; be posted later today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Adrienne Geraldine&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -- [&lt;b&gt;x3 ily&lt;/b&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I walk into the room, passin&apos; out hundred dollar bills&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;amp; it kills, &amp;amp; it thrills like the horns on my Silverado grill.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;white&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>save a horse [ride a cowboy] -- big &amp; rich</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2007 13:57:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>isn&apos;t it amazing ..</title>
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  <description>&amp;amp; stupid ..&lt;br /&gt;How when you think you&apos;re over someone ..&lt;br /&gt;You realize you aren&apos;t &amp;amp; how much you really do like them.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you see how impossible it is to actually get over them, &lt;br /&gt;Since you&apos;ve been through this before with the same person.&lt;br /&gt;My heart can&apos;t make up its mind [if it has one].&lt;br /&gt;But it should probably hurry to eff up &amp;amp; do so.&lt;br /&gt;Because I can&apos;t take much more of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I&apos;ve learned from past experience that whenever I let go of someone &amp;amp; truly get over them, they start to like me. It&apos;s freaking annoying. Like .. argh, I need an example .. Okay. Got one. Let&apos;s say, hypothetically, that I like a boy named Danny. [don&apos;t ask, Danny Phantom&apos;s on] Well, I like Danny a whole heck of a lot. Hypothetically, anyway. &amp;amp; he doesn&apos;t seem to like me, but instead, he likes another girl. So, I decide I have to get over him, because he&apos;ll never like me over that girl because she&apos;s perfect &amp;amp; i&apos;m not. Hypothetically [xD]. Therefore, I start to get over him through a long, horrid process. &amp;amp;, when I&apos;ve finally let go, he comes up to me &amp;amp; asks me out. &amp;amp; i feel like hitting him in the head with a hammer &amp;amp; screaming &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&apos;Omg. You should have asked me that six months ago when I was head over heels for you.&apos;&lt;/span&gt; But that&apos;s in the hypothetical world. So I wouldn&apos;t actually hit him in the head with a hammer. I don&apos;t know, I&apos;d probably say yes anyway. &amp;amp; then, I&apos;d end up falling for him again. &amp;amp; then, he&apos;d dump me. &amp;amp; then, I&apos;d just like him even more. It&apos;s just a long, never-ending process. Okay, so that&apos;s the end of Hypothetical Hour. This has been your host, Adrienne Geraldine, &amp;amp; i&apos;ll see you all next time! -cut- xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrienne Geraldine&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  -- x3 ily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;She finally drank her pain away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;a little at a time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; But she never could get drunk enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to get him off her mind ..&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Whiskey Lullaby -- Brad Paisley/Allison Krauss</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Feb 2007 21:10:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Chapter 1.</title>
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  <description>Eh. Think I shall be posting my first chapter. It sucks really bad. &amp;amp; i basically hate it. But it&apos;ll start to pick up, I guess. I&apos;m getting really good ideas. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DISCLAIMER&lt;/u&gt;: Sadly, I don&apos;t own Harvest Moon. Nor do I own any of the characters, companies, drawings, etc. I own nothing. That&apos;s why this is a &apos;fan&apos; fiction. So please don&apos;t stalk me, shoot me, or sue me .. Or do a variation of the three. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;GUIDELINES&lt;/u&gt;: *text* means: a character&apos;s thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; text&lt;/i&gt; means: flashback.&lt;br /&gt;           &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -xo-xo-xo-xo- means: changing point of view. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chapter One: Boy in the Bushes.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If you were to walk onto the field of the broken down farm, you wouldn&apos;t see too much. The first thing you&apos;ll tillable land was filled with mops of weeds, along with scattered groups of branches and stones, carried in by various destructive storms. You&apos;d see a barn, filled with nothing but dust and broken bits and pieces of its history. A lumber container is found next to it, yet it contains no lumber, but instead cobwebs and a disturbing musty smell. Carrying further on, a stable is discovered, and in surprisingly nice condition... when you think of how old it is, anyway. Traveling downward, you note that a healthy tree with an occupied beehive hanging on one strong limb stands proudly and overall unmoving, even against the wind. Glancing foward, you see a chicken coop, with cracks on the worn door. Don&apos;t bother looking inside, for there&apos;s nothing of anyone&apos;s liking in there. And, perhaps, if you listen closely enough on the right day, you&apos;ll hear a rustle in the bushes surrounding the field, coming from a boy determined to keep the rest of the farm in care, without anyone knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;-xo-xo-xo-xo-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *Oh no! Someone&apos;s coming! I better stay low...*&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The boy ducked further behind the bush, sitting in a very complicated position. He peeked through the leaves and sticks, with his fear paralyzing him. What he saw, however, calmed him, and he let out a gentle sigh of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    *Ah, it&apos;s just a girl walking down the dusty driveway. I can&apos;t see much of her, though. Stupid dust clouds. Maybe I should have done a better job on the road... forget it. I&apos;ll deal with that later. Wow, she looks like she&apos;s in her twenties, probably about my age! Hmm, what a nice pair of overalls. I&apos;ll take a wild guess and say she&apos;s a city girl. The dust clouds are clearing up... I&apos;ll move a little closer to her, I guess.*&lt;br /&gt;The boy crawled along with the movements of the wind, being sure to keep his cover. Eventually, he reached an area where he could see her perfectly. He had had the nickname &quot;Hawk Eye&quot; too, so he was great at picking up barely noticable details from a distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *Uh oh. She&apos;s a blonde. That&apos;s never a good sign. Popuri had hints of blonde in her hair, but someone she got it colored pink like the rest of her hair. Maybe she wants to only look like her mom, and leave the memories of her dad behind... Well, I suppose this girl could be different. At least she doesn&apos;t have that blank stare. Something must be going on in her head...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;-xo-xo-xo-xo-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Claire stood at the edge of the weed-filled desert, and was on the verge of tears This wasn&apos;t what she had pictured when she read the description of this farmland, or even close to it. Millions of emotions filled her at once. Suddenly, she was feeling light headed. She let herself drop to her knees, thinking of everything that she had left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;I&apos;m so stupid,&quot; the said in a shaky voice, &quot;Stupid enough to leave everything I&apos;ve ever earned behind and believe that lying ad company. Maybe everyone is right. Maybe all blondes really are dumb. And, with my luck, I bet someone lives here right now...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at the conditions of the farm, and knew that this probably wasn&apos;t the case, but wouldn&apos;t admit it, even to herself. Tears feel softly to the grass, watering it with sorrow. The girl&apos;s tears were blurring her vision, so she couldn&apos;t see the tall, black shadow creeping slowly to her side. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;That&apos;s where you&apos;re wrong,&quot; a voice from behind her said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;-xo-xo-xo-xo-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The boy had taken his eyes away from her for a second or two, to adjust his body so he wasn&apos;t so uncomfortable. Suddenly,&amp;nbsp; he heard a shill scream, making his heart leap, wondering if the girl was okay. He watched the rest of her body fall to the ground, and saw her head hit one of the stones. An instant after, he stared wide-eyed as her whole body went limp. And, even though he didn&apos;t know her, he felt a sudden rush of horror, afraid that he&apos;d never see the girl&apos;s crystal-blue eyes open again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;-xo-xo-xo-xo-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;So, that&apos;s all I have. Comments are quite welcome.&lt;br /&gt;Critism or compliments are needed majorly.&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 2, coming soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Adrienne Geraldine&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  -- x3 ily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Feb 2007 20:58:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>harvest moon.</title>
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  <description>Eh. I suppose I&apos;m not going to write a story right now.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I&apos;m going to write Harvest Moon fanfiction. =]&lt;br /&gt;Guarenteed no one knows what it is. Go figure. I&apos;ll do my best to explain. Asbestos. I&apos;M TRYING TO EXPLAIN THIS CRAP AS BEST AS I CAN! -evillaugh- -staresmile- Lmao. You don&apos;t want to know where that came from. Trust me .. You don&apos;t. Or I can give you the link. Because then you can be obsessed with it like me. xD&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: &apos;SHOES&apos; HAS SOME BAD LANGUAGE, SO BEWARE. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1tcR19y7GPM&amp;amp;mode=user&amp;amp;search=&quot;&gt;xox&lt;/a&gt;] Muffins Video.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wCF3ywukQYA&amp;amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search=&quot;&gt;xox&lt;/a&gt;] Shoes Video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-xo-xo-xo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Back to HM.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s basically a game. There are several different ones, actually. I have Harvest Moon: More Friends of Mineral Town for GBA. Because I don&apos;t have a Gamecube or a DS [yet]. &amp; there is a PS2 game, but I haven&apos;t bought that yet. So. MFoMT is basically the same as Friends of Mineral Town, except you&apos;re a girl. You can marry 1 out of 5 regular guys, or one of the 3 &apos;special&apos; ones. I think those ones are kinda .. um .. strange, though. So I just kind of avoid them. xD &amp; basically, you work on a farm. You can have animals, like chickens, cows, &amp; sheep. &amp; you have a puppy &amp; a horse. You can go in this mine, &amp; find alll kinds of jewels too. Plus, you can go fishing, make money, sell crops, and make money. It&apos;s pretty cool. I probably missed a lot of stuff though. If you&apos;re gonna read the fic [which is probably gonna suck really bad[, then you might as well go to the links I post below &amp; read a little about it if you want to know more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFORMATION.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harvest_Moon:_More_Friends_of_Mineral_Town&quot;&gt;xox&lt;/a&gt;] Wiki Description.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.gamespot.com/gba/rpg/harvestmoonfriendsofmineraltownforgirls/screenindex.html&quot;&gt;xox&lt;/a&gt;] Tons of Pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GIRLS.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.nlgaming.com/games/2757/logo/logo.jpg&quot;&gt;xox&lt;/a&gt;] Claire. [Main Character]&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fanart-central.net/pic-358586.html&quot;&gt;xox&lt;/a&gt;] Mary. [it&apos;s fanart, but it looks just like her! =O]&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fanart-central.net/pic-100803.html&quot;&gt;xox&lt;/a&gt;] Popuri. [yay for fanart.]&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.hmfarm.com/fanart/fanartpage.php?file=keith&quot;&gt;xox&lt;/a&gt;] Karen. [more fanart.]&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fanart-central.net/pic-242098.html&quot;&gt;xox&lt;/a&gt;] Ann. [guess what? fanart!]&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fanart-central.net/pic-59940.html&quot;&gt;xox&lt;/a&gt;] Elli. [couldn&apos;t find any of her alone, she&apos;s the brunette.]  &lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fanart-central.net/pic-358512.html&quot;&gt;xox&lt;/a&gt;] Harvest Goddess. She doesn&apos;t really count, but she&apos;s a girl, right? xD [fanart, woo!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BOYS.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fanart-central.net/pic-468124.html&quot;&gt;xox&lt;/a&gt;] Doctor. Yes, that&apos;s his name. xD Actually, some believe his name is Tim. I forgot why, though. =]&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fanart-central.net/pic-269295.html&quot;&gt;xox&lt;/a&gt;]Gray. YAY!! =D&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fanart-central.net/pic-60286.html&quot;&gt;xox&lt;/a&gt;] Cliff [&amp; Claire.] WOO!! =]&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fanart-central.net/pic-462211.html&quot;&gt;xox&lt;/a&gt;] Rick. He looks pretty good in this picture, actually. He kind of scares me in the game, considering he&apos;s like, obsessed with chickens. xD&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fanart-central.net/pic-60285.html&quot;&gt;xox&lt;/a&gt;] Kai. It was the only pic I could find, which is surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh. Maybe I should make some fanart later.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not that much of an artist, though ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-xo-xo-xo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose I&apos;m gonna get off now.&lt;br /&gt;Now that my little obsessive entry is over. xD&lt;br /&gt;I guess I&apos;m going tubing tomorrow with YG, too.&lt;br /&gt;No idea who else is going, though.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll find out tomorrow, I guess. =]</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Feb 2007 19:18:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m so sick of myself. I wish I wasn&apos;t me.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously want to be someone else.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m just not good enough ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was someone likeable.&lt;br /&gt;Who wasn&apos;t so freaking quiet all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I wasn&apos;t always in the wrong place at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; that I wasn&apos;t so stupid &amp; mean &amp; evil to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I didn&apos;t make so many stupid mistakes along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i wish that I was gone forever. So no one would have to deal with me.&lt;br /&gt;Because it doesn&apos;t matter. I don&apos;t matter.&lt;br /&gt;Someone should shoot me .. =[</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Feb 2007 19:13:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>surveys.</title>
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  <description>This is basically just a million surveys.&lt;br /&gt;Because I am bored out of my freaking mind.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d laugh really hard if someone actually read all of these.&lt;br /&gt;Onward to the surveys. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-xo-xo-xo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looove Survey. [14]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. like anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ever hung out with them?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ever hung out with them?&lt;br /&gt;OMG. Repeat question. I&apos;m suing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. see them every day?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I don&apos;t stalk him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ever holded hands?&lt;br /&gt;Hm. I don&apos;t believe so, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. ever kissed them?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. want to kiss them?&lt;br /&gt;What, like, right now? A. No idea. B. Even if I wanted to, I don&apos;t know where he is. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. ever dated before?&lt;br /&gt;That depends. In my dreams or in real life? =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How long have you know them&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know. Quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Are you guys close&lt;br /&gt;Eh. Wouldn&apos;t say close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. what do you like best about them?&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s kinda hard to explain. &amp; it&apos;s weird. I still haven&apos;t figured it out yet, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Does he/she make you happy&lt;br /&gt;Yes. &amp; he also makes my heart race. But he can&apos;t know that. Because then he&apos;d know I like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Has he/she ever sent you flowers?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Has he/she ever made you sad.?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Probably at some point .. yes. I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-xo-xo-xo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Have You Ever ..&apos; Survey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. mosh pitted?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. kissed someone and regretted it?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Because I&apos;ve never kissed anyone. Depressing, isn&apos;t it?	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. wished you hadnt met someone?&lt;br /&gt;Eh. At one point. Now I don&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;4. had a high fever?&lt;br /&gt;Do you call 103.3 high? I may have had nigher than that, don&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;5. gambled?&lt;br /&gt;No. But I&apos;ve made bets. A few times, I&apos;ve had to give someone a whole penny! xD	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. won an award for something?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Kinda strange things, though. I got the computer award in 6th, high honors/honors awards every quarter, &amp; i don&apos;t know about other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;7. had a pen explode in your hand?	&lt;br /&gt;Nope. But I&apos;m guessing it will happen someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. held a snake?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Actually, it was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;9. built something?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;10. helped the needy?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I donated old toys/clothes to the Salvation Army. =]&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;11. gave money to a homeless person?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;12. been to NYC?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. But I&apos;ve been to Boston.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;13. wore a yankees suck shirt?&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, no. I wish I had one, though. It&apos;d be a great birthday present. I&apos;m dead serious. =]	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. wanted to be a vet?&lt;br /&gt;Mhm. I still kind of want to be one. Either that or a biologist. Or maybe a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;15. thought about changing your sexuality?&lt;br /&gt;Uhm. No.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;16. had plastic surgery?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Don&apos;t plan on ever having it, either.	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. wanted plastic surgery?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;18. wrote a survey?&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I did. I just never posted it anywhere. It kind of sucked, anyway.	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. wrote a story?&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Quite a few. Not like, long ones. Short ones.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;19. cursed at a pen?&lt;br /&gt;Mhm. I said &apos;DAMMIT. START WORKING, YOU FRIGGING THING!&apos; Very mild curse. xD	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. met someone with the same birthday as you?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Ashley has a birthday the day after mine, though. xD &amp; i&apos;ve never met B.B.King, although I know who he is, so that&apos;s all I really have for an answer.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;21. had to hide from a mexican?&lt;br /&gt;LMAO. No. xD&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;22. danced in the rain?	&lt;br /&gt;Well, if it&apos;s raining, there&apos;s a pretty good chance I&apos;m outside dancing in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. thought about killing yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Not seriously. I&apos;ve thought about what things would be like if I was dead, though.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;24. cut yourself?&lt;br /&gt;While shaving my legs? Yes. On purpose? No.	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. cussed someone out?&lt;br /&gt;Can&apos;t say I have.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;26. been in a fight?&lt;br /&gt;Verbal? Yup. Physical? Only play fights.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;27. been called the school slut?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. But I have been called a slut. Which makes no sense whatsoever, considering I&apos;ve never kissed anyone, so obviously I haven&apos;t slept with anyone. People are idiots.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;28. ate a bad apple?&lt;br /&gt;I took one bite &amp; it tasted wicked bad, so I threw it away.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;29. found a worm in an apple?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Nor have a found half of a worm in an apple.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;30. forgot to water a plant?&lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t, but mom has.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;31. did a stupid dance?&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, everytime I dance, it&apos;s stupid. xD&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;32. ate a whole cake by yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;33. told someone they were hot on a dare?&lt;br /&gt;No. But I had to kiss someone&apos;s picture on a dare. I thought it was kinda stupid, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;34. made out in the back of a car?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;35. rode a horse?&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, attempted is a better suiting word.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;36. got to the center of a jawbreaker?&lt;br /&gt;Yup. A big one, too.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;37. been obsessed with someone?&lt;br /&gt;Haha, who hasn&apos;t been?&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;38. had a myspace?&lt;br /&gt;I do right now. =]&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;39. had a xanga?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;40. created a fake identity?&lt;br /&gt;When me &amp; the brother were playing a game, yes.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;41. role played?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. But I&apos;ve played Role Playing Games.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;42. watched barney even though your older?&lt;br /&gt;With my brother. I was baby-sitting.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;43. took a big test?&lt;br /&gt;Mhm. 	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. been to california?&lt;br /&gt;Psh. I wish.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;45. tied someone up?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Well, kinda. I srapped Luke to a chair with a bungee cord &amp; told him he had to try to escape. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. been tied up?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, actually. I&apos;ve been tied up with construction ribbon by Ashley. To a tree. Amanda had to come rescue me. Then I begged them to tie me up again. xD&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;47. had no time to hang out?&lt;br /&gt;Yes .. ? I don&apos;t know. The wording of that confuses me. =\&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;48. gotten into a strangers car?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I&apos;m not that stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. been to a hockey game?&lt;br /&gt;Well, duh. Many times.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;50. been called emo?&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Don&apos;t believe so.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;51. thought you were ugly?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;52. shopped at a.e.?&lt;br /&gt;Mhm. I didn&apos;t buy very much though.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;53. bought clothes from walmart?&lt;br /&gt;Yup. They didn&apos;t fit me very well though. Walmart clothes usually don&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;54. labeled yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;55. took a cold shower?&lt;br /&gt;Somewhat. Halfway through someone flushed the toilet -cough- DAD -coughcough-, &amp; i would have gotten out, but I shampoo in my hair. So, yeah. It kinda sucked.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;56. had &quot;the talk&quot; wit your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Kind of. We don&apos;t really have just one talk. If I want to know something, I ask. Roughly, though, yes I&apos;ve had &apos;the talk.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;57. thought Pete Wentz was hot?&lt;br /&gt;Kind of. xD&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;58. called a sex line&lt;br /&gt;Nooo.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;59. went over your cell phone minutes?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Well, some freakin&apos; idiot stole my phone in Boston. So I no longer have a phone. I&apos;m getting one soon, though.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;60. been to a wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I&apos;ve also been in two weddings.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;61. put your face in cake?&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Nope.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;62. cried yourself to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;Quite a few times, yes.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;63. been really embarassed?&lt;br /&gt;Kind of. I don&apos;t get embarassed really easily. If I did, I probably be living in a hole 30 feet underground.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;64. fell down the stairs?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. One time in Carmel [where I lived a long time ago], I actually broke down the baby fence thing. I slipped down the stairs &amp; the next thing I knew my knee was bleeding. It kinda hurt.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;65. fell up the stairs?&lt;br /&gt;I do that on a regular basis. =]&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;66. got lost at school?&lt;br /&gt;A few times, yes.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;67. colapsed after running?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. It was this year way after soccer, so I obviously wasn&apos;t in shape anymore. I don&apos;t know, it was in Decemeber. I had to get Luke from Boy Scouts, &amp; i forgot about it. Then I looked at the clock &amp; i&apos;m like, &quot;OMG I WAS SUPPOSED TO GO GET LUKE 10 MINUTES AGO!&quot; &amp; i only had about 5 minutes to get there before it ended. So, there I am, running all the way to the school. Then I basically collapsed. Almost fell on the floor, but I managed to sit down.&lt;br /&gt; 	&lt;br /&gt;68. bought an expensive purse/wallet?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;69. had ink poisining?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;70. sniffed whiteout?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;71. sniffed a marker?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but it was one of those ones that you&apos;re supposed to sniff. You know, the ones that smell like certain things when you use them.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;72. sniffed gasoline?&lt;br /&gt;Nooo, but I smell it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;73. wondered wat daddy yankee was saying?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. xD&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;74. wanted to speak another language?&lt;br /&gt;Duh. I want to right now, actually.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;75. had a lemonade stand?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;76. been on welfare?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;77. been in a beauty pagaent?&lt;br /&gt;Haha, fat chance. I&apos;m not very pretty. xD&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;78. thought russell simmons was hot?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;79. knew someone who looked lik jay-z?&lt;br /&gt;I didn&apos;t actually know the guy.	Dad asked him for directions in Boston. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. dropped a cell phone into a pool?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Sure it&apos;ll happen someday, though.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;81. farted in public?&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m pretty sure everyone has at some point. xD&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;82. been really really sick?&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know. I had a really high fever. &amp; i couldn&apos;t stop throwing up, even though there was nothing in my stomach. &amp; i was like that for like, 3 days. Then it started all over. Is that really really sick?&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;83. knew someone with cancer?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. My Grammie had it &amp; died from it. So, I pretty much hate it. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;84. drew on someones picture?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, but it didn&apos;t really look like them .. xD&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;85. wanted to be lik roseanne?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;86. kissed someone you just met?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;87. had to give someone kissing lessons?&lt;br /&gt;Lmao. No.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;88. been to afraid to say i love you?&lt;br /&gt;Not that I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;89. wrote a biography?&lt;br /&gt;Nope .. I don&apos;t think so, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;90. been called a blonde?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. People say I should have been born blonde. That&apos;s how bad it is. xD&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;91. died your hair?&lt;br /&gt;You mean &apos;dyed&apos; my hair? Nope. xD&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;92. thought about dying your hair green?&lt;br /&gt;No, not seriously. I thought about what my hair would look like if it was green, though. =]&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;93. made coffee?&lt;br /&gt;For my mom, yes. She was exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;94. slept wit a co-worker?&lt;br /&gt;A. I don&apos;t have co-workers &amp; B. I haven&apos;t slept with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;95. gave someone head so they would like you?&lt;br /&gt;Nooo.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;96. had someone ask you for your number?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;97. went out with someone shorter than you?&lt;br /&gt;Well, that&apos;d be kind of hard to do, considering I&apos;m about the height of a 6 year old. xD&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;98. hated someone?&lt;br /&gt;No. Hate is a very strong word.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;99. sang gettin sum by shawnna?&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t think I&apos;ve ever even heard that song before.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;100. got an a in a class?&lt;br /&gt;Uh, yeah. I used to be a straight-A student, but then I started to worry about what people thought of me &amp; how I have no friends &amp; how I&apos;m wicked stupid, etc.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;101. bailed on someone?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;102. been ditched?&lt;br /&gt;Not seriously, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;103. ditched someone?&lt;br /&gt;We were playing a game, so not seriously.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;104. had your cell stolen?&lt;br /&gt;YES. &amp; the effing idiot used up all the minutes too, so now even I stalk them down in Boston, I&apos;ll never get to use my phone again. &amp;gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;105. walked into a wall/door?&lt;br /&gt;That happens just about every day.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Feb 2007 19:05:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>her empty heart.</title>
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  <description>Hmm. Adrienne is bored. Big surprise, right? I know.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve decided I&apos;m going to write a story. I have a basic outline of what it&apos;ll be about, but details? Not so much. I don&apos;t know, it&apos;s kind of a stupid idea. =\ So no one will know what it&apos;s going to be about. Because I might not even post the first chapter if it comes out super suckish. Or if I just don&apos;t like it. So, if you&apos;re reading this [guessing not many people are xD], don&apos;t get your hopes up too high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-xo-xo-xo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Back to life.&lt;br /&gt;I pretty much just ran through my life up to this point in my head. It took awhile. I just layed on the couch, closed my eyes, &amp; memories starting popping up all over the place. From the good to the bad, it all just .. appeared. &amp; i felt about fifty emotions at once. Kind of strange, but it made me remember some important things that I&apos;d forgotten about. So, I learned lessons from my past. Good thing to know, that you can actually do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream last night. A very strange dream. I can&apos;t even remember what it was about. The thing is, I told myself I was going to right it down here before I forgot it. But I literally couldn&apos;t move. It was very early in the morning. I don&apos;t know exactly what time it was, since I was groggy &amp; half asleep. I know it was about a boy. Two, actually. One that I&apos;d never seen before .. I think he was a figment of my imagination. &amp; the other one was the one I&apos;m head over heels for. Something happened between me &amp; the imaginary boy, &amp; the other boy told me that he loved me. So, I was basically stuck between both of them. It was deep &amp; detailed, but I can&apos;t quite remember what happened. Probably completely different from what I remember. It makes me mad, because I know exactly what it was about. It just won&apos;t come to the front of my mind where I can grab it. It&apos;s quite annoying. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-xo-xo-xo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose I&apos;m heading outside.&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;Snow fort, here I come! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrienne Geraldine&lt;br /&gt;    -- ily. x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let&apos;s wander slowly through the fields ..&lt;br&gt;Slowly, slowly though the fields.&lt;br&gt;I know our love will never die,&lt;br&gt;Just you &amp; I. &amp;lt;33&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <category>fairy tales</category>
  <category>sweet dreams</category>
  <lj:music>fields of joy -- four shadow</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">fields of joy -- four shadow</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 15 Feb 2007 17:14:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>secrets.</title>
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  <description>Okay. So, people don&apos;t know a lot about me. &lt;br /&gt;Like, who I actually am &amp; what I actually think.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I&apos;m going to list some random facts/secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-xo-xo-xo-xo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;u&gt;I observe everything&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. When I&apos;m quiet, it&apos;s usually because I&apos;m paying attention what&apos;s happening around me. &amp; then, I put pieces together &amp; basically always know what&apos;s going on. I just act like I don&apos;t. So, that&apos;s one of the reasons why I&apos;m always quiet. There are several. I&apos;m loud around people I&apos;m comfortable with, just because I know I can trust them. Because I have issues with trusting people. As well as that, I just got so sucked into all the drama going on around me last year that I stopped talking. So, now I&apos;m just used to being quiet &amp; keeping my mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;u&gt;I have a temper&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A super horrid temper. &amp; on different days, I have different levels of how far I can let things go before it starts acting up. On picture day, they did the wrong freaking pose. I thought that there was a boy version &amp; a girl version for each one, since there were 2 different poses. Turns out, that wasn&apos;t the case. &amp; i&apos;m not deaf, so I can pretty much here everything being said in line about how gay that pose looked, thanks very much. So, after that, I was pissed off pretty much all day &amp; almost ripped several people&apos;s heads off, even though they didn&apos;t do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;u&gt;I ignore things I hear about myself&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I try to, anyway. If someone&apos;s saying crap about me &amp; i can hear them, then I just pretend I can&apos;t. Seriously, it really doesn&apos;t bother me anymore about what people think. You can&apos;t please everyone. There&apos;s always gonna be someone that&apos;s not going to like you. You just have to learn to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;u&gt;I have excellent hearing&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I used to have excellent vision too. But I now need glasses, so it kind of &apos;disappeared&apos; or something. Yet, despite my hearing abilities, I usually have to ask people to repeat themselves because I didn&apos;t hear them. &amp; that&apos;s because I&apos;m listening to everything else around me at the same time. It&apos;s just a habit, I guess. Bry was yelling at me really loud for like, 10 minutes from the bleachers before I heard her. Because I don&apos;t pay attention. Figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;u&gt;I&apos;m a procrastinator&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Majorly. Meaning I put off my work until the last possible second. It isn&apos;t smart, but I can&apos;t help it .. it just happens. &amp; i guess I figure that I can get it done in time, but I don&apos;t exactly do a great job on it. It doesn&apos;t really bother me. I am smart, deep inside, I just don&apos;t do my work. For instance, if I don&apos;t like a subject or the assignment, I don&apos;t do the homework. I always end up passing it in for a late grade anyway, though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-xo-xo-xo-xo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All done. I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;I might think of some other ones later &amp; add them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrienne Geraldine&lt;br /&gt;   -- ily x3</description>
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  <category>hooray for blizzards!</category>
  <lj:music>hey ya-- outkast</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Feb 2007 23:48:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I am quite happy right now. Because we didn&apos;t have school.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;, it&apos;s a possibility that we won&apos;t have it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, even MOM&apos;S school got cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; that NEVER ever happens. =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhm. So, I&apos;m actually pretty happy school got cancelled on Valentine&apos;s Day. I don&apos;t know why. I just don&apos;t like it. I have nothing wrong with other people liking it. It&apos;s just .. all my Valentine&apos;s Days have .. let&apos;s see .. sucked majorly. &amp; i have too many &quot;bitter sweet&quot; memories. Valentine&apos;s Day just makes them magically appear from some part of my brain where they&apos;re stored. &amp; that makes me feel crabby all day. &amp; i don&apos;t like being crabby, believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also. I must wear a stupid &apos;neck brace.&apos; It hooks up to my braces &amp; it&apos;s supposed to fix my overbite [THANK GOD]. See, this is a relief, because I absolutely hate my overbite with all my heart. Plus, the bumps on the bottom of my teeth are going to be shaved off. Or something like that. Which is also a happy thing. Anyway. The good news is that I don&apos;t have to wear it to school. Bad news is that the neck brace makes my mouth hurt. I mean, it&apos;s like when I got my braces on. Not quite as painful as the spacers. But painful. I woke up at 2 &amp; had to take the thing off because I couldn&apos;t sleep very comfortably with it on. It kind of sucks. But it&apos;ll be worth it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So testosterone boys &amp; harlequin girls,&lt;br /&gt;Will you dance to this beat, &amp; hold a lover close?&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <category>snow is my friend.</category>
  <lj:music>lying is the most fun ..-- p!atd</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Feb 2007 21:49:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp; sometimes ..</title>
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  <description>Sometimes she hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes she cries.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes she wants to escape.&lt;br /&gt;To run away &amp; hide.&lt;br /&gt;But instead she&apos;ll fake a smile.&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;ll cover up the pain &amp; lies,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; pretend every thing&apos;s alright.&lt;br /&gt;Just for a second, just for a minute,&lt;br /&gt;Just for a moment, she wants to fly.&lt;br /&gt;Higher &amp; higher she dreams of going,&lt;br /&gt;Never slowing, never stopping ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-xo-xo-xo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So it doesn&apos;t exactly rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I got bored. Eh. Still am.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i can&apos;t stop thinking about him.&lt;br /&gt;Which isn&apos;t good. I know I can&apos;t win, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Because when I finally let him go, he&apos;ll like me. &lt;br /&gt;Because that&apos;s what always happens. It&apos;s depressing.&lt;br /&gt;Suppose I&apos;ll go do homework, like I&apos;m supposed to be doing.&lt;br /&gt;Hm. I should make a new screename on AIM, too.&lt;br /&gt;It shall be .. xox_fallingfast. If it&apos;s still available, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Hm. I wonder where I got that from .. xD</description>
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  <category>homework is boring &amp; stupid.</category>
  <lj:music>smells like teen spirit-- nirvana</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 10 Feb 2007 12:30:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This is my first.</title>
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  <description>So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;This is my fist entry.&lt;br /&gt;How freakin&apos; exciting! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I&apos;ve been confused about a particular boy [psh, duh]. I&apos;m a teenage girl. What&apos;d you expect? So, I asked my brother about it. Probably a pretty stupid idea, because [a.] he&apos;s 7 years old [b.] he&apos;s a psycho &amp; [c.] he makes everything sound so simple. Boys are a lot different in 2nd grade than they are in 8th grade. They must be, since .. well .. here&apos;s the conversation. It explains things.&lt;br /&gt;Me- Hey, B-Ratt?&lt;br /&gt;Lucas- Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Me- How can you tell if a boy likes you?&lt;br /&gt;Lucas- Well .. if he stares at you, it means that he&apos;s checking you out-&lt;br /&gt;Me- So, boys who stare at me are checking me out? Whoa. That&apos;s new.&lt;br /&gt;Lucas- NOOO. Well, kinda. I meant checking out to see if you like them or not.&lt;br /&gt;Me- Oh. Okay. That&apos;s better. =]&lt;br /&gt;Lucas- Anyway. They&apos;re seeing if you like them back before they talk to you about it. Because they don&apos;t want to look stupid if you don&apos;t like them back.&lt;br /&gt;Me- Okay, that actually makes some sense. But .. what if he stares at you &amp; talks to you &amp; stuff one day, but basically ignores you the next?&lt;br /&gt;Lucas- Well, that means that he still likes you, but he&apos;s still trying to figure out if you like him. He doesn&apos;t want to ask you out yet.&lt;br /&gt;Me- Alright. But are you sure he likes me? Because I&apos;m pretty sure he doesn&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;Lucas- I dunno. You&apos;ll figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;Me- By the way, just curious, but how do boys your age ask someone out? xD&lt;br /&gt;Lucas- You go up to the girl &amp; say &apos;Hi. I kind of like you, &amp; it&apos;s okay if you don&apos;t like me back &amp; don&apos;t feel that way, but I was wondering if you liked me back &amp; wanted to go out with me.&apos; It&apos;s that easy.&lt;br /&gt;Me- Aww. That&apos;s cuuute. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little brother teaching big sister. Funny how that works sometimes. xD&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we got a new TV last night. It makes me happy. =] It&apos;s a 50 inch. So, it&apos;s a lot bigger than the one we had. Seriously, our family does things differently. We went to the beach on October 29th. When there were wicked strong winds. I mean, they almost literally blew me &amp; Lucas away. &amp; we go TV shopping in Augusta at 7 at night, just spur of the moment. My dad just randomly said, &apos;Wanna go get a TV?&apos; Quite strange. xD&lt;br /&gt;Maybe now I&apos;ll be able to see it without my glasses! Which need to be adjusted again. Arghh. &amp;gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh. I&apos;m off to the bottle drive in about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna do some laundry, that&apos;s why I woke up at 6, but I hit the snooze button too many times to really get any done. Which is crappy. Because all my good clothes are dirty. Ah, well. I&apos;ll be wearing my jacket anyway, so no one will be able to see my clothes. Suppose I&apos;ll go throw a load in anyway. Might as well do something. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrienne.Geraldine&lt;br /&gt;--- ily x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Say my name, say my name. You&apos;re actin&apos; kinda shady,&lt;br /&gt;Ain&apos;t callin&apos; me &quot;baby&quot;, why the sudden change?&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <category>television tastes funny.</category>
  <lj:music>Say My Name-- Destiny&apos;s Child</lj:music>
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