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  <title>...open up my head and let me out</title>
  <subtitle>so much to say ... so much to say</subtitle>
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    <name>the start of something wonderfully insane</name>
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  <updated>2006-10-20T13:30:05Z</updated>
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    <title>it's been about a hundred years</title>
    <published>2006-10-20T13:30:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-20T13:30:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it's been forever since i posted here. and this one won't be any better for any reason. &lt;br /&gt;last night i fell asleep at 7am...so really it was this morning. i went to bed at 11pm. i don't know what is wrong with me. but now i feel sick to my stomach and my head is pounding. i can't do another night like last night.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dancingnancie17:99708</id>
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    <title>wow i'm bored</title>
    <published>2005-09-29T03:17:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-29T03:17:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>wild n' out...blech</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yup, i got no updates other than i'm doing pretty alright and i'm wearing pink underwear with white pants and it's hot...yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 Things I plan to do before I die:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Live in the UK for at least 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;2. Take over 1,000,000 pictures of people that I love.&lt;br /&gt;3. Get onstage in a semi-important role in community theater.&lt;br /&gt;4. Love one person to the best of my abilities.&lt;br /&gt;5. Become a true southern belle...lol&lt;br /&gt;6. Give birth to at least one child.&lt;br /&gt;7. Convince Jason to photograph me and my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. 7 Things I can do:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sing moderately well.&lt;br /&gt;2. Dance like I'm having a seizure or someone is using a heart shocker on me.&lt;br /&gt;3. Watch children interact for hours on end.&lt;br /&gt;4. Talk to people.&lt;br /&gt;5. Take awesomely emo pictures of myself for myspace.&lt;br /&gt;6. Fall asleep to the sounds of sirens and people getting mugged (i LOVE columbia)&lt;br /&gt;7. Write decently well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. 7 Things I can't do:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Run any distance whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;2. Read Rice and Slaves and retain any information from it.&lt;br /&gt;3. Stop logging into myspace every hour.&lt;br /&gt;4. Stop reading people's AIM away messages.&lt;br /&gt;5. Keep in touch with people from home.&lt;br /&gt;6. Get over how awesome Fall Break and Thanksgiving are going to be.&lt;br /&gt;7. Wait to get my tattoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. 7 Things that attract me to the opposite sex:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Teeth. What can I say, I'm the daughter of a dentist.&lt;br /&gt;2. A good grasp of the English Language.&lt;br /&gt;3. Runner's body.&lt;br /&gt;4. A genuine appreciation of my personality.&lt;br /&gt;5. A laugh that makes you smile unconsiously.&lt;br /&gt;6. A natural desire to lead you through large groups of people.&lt;br /&gt;7. If he holds my face in his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. 7 Things I say most:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "BAM"&lt;br /&gt;2. "...about that."&lt;br /&gt;3. "Oh HELL NAW!"&lt;br /&gt;4. "That's hot."&lt;br /&gt;5. "Seriously though..."&lt;br /&gt;6. "I'm quitting life!"&lt;br /&gt;7. "AMAZING!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. 7 Celebrity Crushes (or at least ones I think are hot)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dave Matthews&lt;br /&gt;2. Angelina Jolie (she's just that hot)&lt;br /&gt;3. Jude Law&lt;br /&gt;4. Hugh Grant&lt;br /&gt;5. Kenneth Branaugh (he's old, lol)&lt;br /&gt;6. Ron Weasly&lt;br /&gt;7. Jason Mraz</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dancingnancie17:99358</id>
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    <title>myrlte beach</title>
    <published>2005-09-26T21:25:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-26T21:25:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>beautiful disaster...311</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i went to myrtle beach this weekend, that was amazing...BAM&lt;br /&gt;here are the pictures, in clickable thumbnails because i didn't want to resize them all&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, today i am wearing boxer briefs under pj pants, and i bought burts bee's EVERYTHING...i'm amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/Myrtle%20Beach/DigitalPictures004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/Myrtle%20Beach/th_DigitalPictures004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/Myrtle%20Beach/DigitalPictures003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/Myrtle%20Beach/th_DigitalPictures003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/Myrtle%20Beach/DigitalPictures002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/Myrtle%20Beach/th_DigitalPictures002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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    <title>i am updating...it's amazing</title>
    <published>2005-09-12T14:38:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-12T14:38:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mudfootball...jack johnson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i'm really tired right now, i got absoultely no sleep the past couple days. i got home from fort mill last night about 11:15ish, where i spent the weekend with zack's family, but not really zack. he was working at harris teeter til 9:30 everynight. oh well, it was still a grand time.&lt;br /&gt;i have a criminal justice test at 11:15, that's going to blow. then i have to write some stupid paper for english class. and i'm sure she'll make me read it aloud cause i missed that on friday.&lt;br /&gt;it's really time for me to start buckling down again, i can't breeze through this college shit like i did in high school. if i don't get the grades i need, i won't be here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;boooooooo&lt;br /&gt;have a grand day</content>
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    <title>i'm hacking internet</title>
    <published>2005-09-04T22:03:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-04T22:03:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm sitting in my aunt and uncle's living room right now hacking internet. it's a great time. we're have a family reunion because my cousin is heading to kuwait and then to iraq in the end of september. it makes me angry, because he learned mandarin chinese, i don't understand his purpose in the war.&lt;br /&gt;he doesn't really want to go, i feel extremely bad for him. but whatever someone's got to do.&lt;br /&gt;i've been hanging out with small children all day, they jumped up and down on my brother to wake him up this morning. it was really funny. but probably one of those things you had to be there for.&lt;br /&gt;i can't really come up with anything else to say. so i'm gonna go try and convince my mom to find a mall or something. i wonder if they are open on labor day weekend sunday. pshaw. i can't believe it's already six. so nevermind to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anne</content>
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    <title>oh my oh...USC</title>
    <published>2005-08-30T02:30:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-30T02:30:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i thought i'd show ya'll some pictures from USC...good times to bad had for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is from the first night we went out partying. at the sketchiest place ever, the ATO house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/AnneandCameron.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is from that same night...Jenn, Me, Sarah (suitemate and roomie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/JennAnneandSarah2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are two boys who were in jenn's bed. the blonde guy is furman and he is the third floor groupie. the other guy was hadden, and he was the most southern person i've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/FurmanandHadden.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is me dancing around my dorm room, i am way to hot for the dirty dirty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/MeDancing.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is me being a gangster. cause our theme song is "i'm a gangster, grr i'm steaming mad. step back, don't step forward, step back!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/MeGangster.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my super shitty side of the room, cause i'm a slob. but not really, but it shows my polka dotted sheets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/MyShittySide.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is me and sarah before we walked two miles to a party that was busted before we even got there. i have blisters like a sonofabitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/Outside.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is me, sarah and PAPI, he was kindra's (my suitemate) cuban, metrosexual friend, he was very drunk, and very loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/AnnePappiandSarah.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, me and papi...blurry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/PappiandAnne.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally the whole group of us...yessir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/DormParty.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good good times. and the classes are all right too</content>
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    <title>more about the dirty dirty</title>
    <published>2005-08-27T17:06:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-27T17:06:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today is the second full weekend i've spent on campus. and it's going i guess. my roomate is being a bitch, for the first time ever. so that's fucking cool. but i'll just hang out with the girls next door and it'll all blow over. if it doesn't i'll sleep on the couch or something.&lt;br /&gt;i have so much homework to do. especially history. i failed my first quiz in that class, but it was a 5 question thing over the reading with our TA, so i'm really not too upset about it. My english professor is unbearable. a)she's chinese, b) she can't speak english c) even if she could she'd still be fucking weird as shit. so yeah. that's the worst class i've ever taken in my entire life. picture kim jong il from team america standing in front of a class of college freshman, trying to teach you about rhetoric. it's fucking ridiculous. ri-god damn-diculous in fact.&lt;br /&gt;at any rate, all i'm doing for the rest of the weekend is homework. we just got back from publix, so that's out of the way. i don't even plan on showering anytime soon. so take that world. i'll be as smelly and stinky as i want to. HATCHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k yeah, peace out.</content>
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    <title>Golly Gee</title>
    <published>2005-08-26T02:52:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-26T02:52:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, I haven't updated in here in about a million years.&lt;br /&gt;I've only been at college a week and already I feel like it's been forever. My roomate/suitemates are friggen cool as hell. we do all sorts of crazy shit.&lt;br /&gt;we almost got arrested at a frat house, and then later found out they like to drug the girls who party there! GREAT NEWS! needless to say, we're not gonna be going back there anytime soon. Although, my roomie is gettin' kinda hot and heavy with a guy named cameron, who actually kind of looks like the one from ferris beuler. cool as hell.&lt;br /&gt;we have a groupie up on the third floor of wade hampton, his name is furman. he is a true gentleman, he opens doors for us, and when i went to best buy with him he even opened my car door for me. oh furmee. he is the national chaplain of the children of the american revolution, so needless to say i'm in love. he's gonna help me join the daughters of the revolution. let's see, he's also going to take me some revolutionary war reenactments this year. I AM SO EXCITED!&lt;br /&gt;i am going to see my mom's family over labor day, i am excited. and then i won't see anyone in my family until christmas. we'll see how that goes. although, darren is planning on visiting me sometime this year. and adam richards said he's going to drive down here in october. we'll see if that actually happens, although knowing him he probably actually will.&lt;br /&gt;i hope school is going well for everyone else who is there, and hope it goes well for everyone who is waiting to go. and to the kids still in high school, live it up.&lt;br /&gt;my aim name is mingemo...so add me bitches...&lt;br /&gt;later</content>
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    <title>i'm here</title>
    <published>2005-08-16T14:17:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-16T14:17:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>cigarette lit..dave matthews</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i've made it to the dirty dirty, with relative ease. it's about a thousand degrees outside and our air conditioner works like a beast. so it's about 45 inside our room...and the entirety of our dorm. i got my computer and printer yesterday, which was an adventure hauling it from the post office, but what can i say. me and the roomie are just pimps like that. sarah is def. really cool, but she's got rush ALL day today, so i don't know what i'm going to do with myself. probably find someone else in the hall and wander about with them.&lt;br /&gt;blake is tfc, which makes me really sad, but whatever. i'm not gonna dwell on it because that's not what i'm here for, atal. i've talked to quite a few people from home, well actually like 5. so call me if you wanna sometime (231.330.3221) same number from home. my classes start on thursday. that's going to be nutso nutso. i have all my books, they only ran me about 650 bucks...lame. i'm not sure what else to talk about. nothing has really gone on yet. my roomie and i are looking for boyfriends...LOL...so if you know any let us know.&lt;br /&gt;at any rate, i'm gonna go wander the halls and see if anyone is doing anything. or if i missed a memo about something.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dancingnancie17:97536</id>
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    <title>i'm off!!!</title>
    <published>2005-08-11T11:55:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-11T11:55:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">in approx. 38 minutes i will be getting in my mother's highlander. driving down the road, probably stopping for coffee, and or forgetting something. then we'll get back in the car, drive down the road some more until we reach traverse city. at which time we will then hope my bags aren't overweight, go through security and then wait for a plane. during which time i will probably blubber like an idiot if i haven't started already. at a suggested time of 10:35 i'll be taking off from traverse city, which will be my last time in northern michigan until december 13th. with that said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you all so much (and i almost just typed ass instead). you have each had an equally dynamic role in my time in charlevoix, and for that i cannot thank you enough. i hope to see as many of you as possible when i come home for christmas. best of luck to all, may all your hopes been seen through to the very end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...here i go.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dancingnancie17:97419</id>
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    <title>going away partay</title>
    <published>2005-08-09T19:42:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-09T19:42:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yes, that was mighty lame for a subject line, but it rhymed so my simple mind was entertained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at any rate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going awawy get together, tomorrow night starting at 5:00pm, ending whenever the hell we feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;thrown by sammy jo, but spearheaded by all our friends..&lt;br /&gt;FERRY BEACH! be there or be lamecore!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dancingnancie17:97130</id>
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    <title>pish posh on REAL updates</title>
    <published>2005-08-04T02:54:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-04T02:54:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>good enough...sarah mclachlan</lj:music>
    <content type="html">but here's a fun filled photo update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;state ie trip&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/100_3428.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was getting weird so i got it cut to this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/100_3485.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then that got boring and nappy, so i did this...&lt;i&gt;angst walking through my house&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/100_3764.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last night amanda and i got the best idea ever, we cut eachother's hair in the street at midnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/100_3916.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MOST IMPORTANTLY!!! the little old lady shopping extravaganza!&lt;br /&gt;we started out by going to dairy queen, but then we decided that soup sounded better. andy's didn't have soup, signifying the end of the world. however, we called VIP. so we ended up eating there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/100_3937.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting out of the car i found some spinners that amanda found rather nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/100_3939.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda making an angry face, but there should be no anger when one is ingesting soup and cottage cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/100_3940.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda decided i look like a campbell's soup add. i think i just look odd.&lt;br /&gt;so then we went to wal-mart and claire's and such...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/100_3941.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that man was drinking out of a dispensing cooler while driving down the road, and then almost hit a car as we were jetting away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/100_3949.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am unsure as to what amanda was doing here, but it sure looks neato. we were driving down the road too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a378/dancingnancie17/100_3953.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we celebrate the end of a truly awesome trip to wal-mart!</content>
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    <title>for lucas...mwah</title>
    <published>2005-07-22T17:09:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-22T17:10:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sometimes you can't make it on your own...u2</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another stupid quiz&lt;br /&gt;THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;br /&gt;Anne&lt;br /&gt;Annie&lt;br /&gt;Tool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:&lt;br /&gt;mingemo&lt;br /&gt;littlestming&lt;br /&gt;dancingnancie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;My lips&lt;br /&gt;My back&lt;br /&gt;My eyebrows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;My feet&lt;br /&gt;My bum&lt;br /&gt;My hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:&lt;br /&gt;French&lt;br /&gt;Polish&lt;br /&gt;(i don't know anymore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;Death&lt;br /&gt;Spiders&lt;br /&gt;Getting lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;br /&gt;Milk&lt;br /&gt;Reading&lt;br /&gt;Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;Khaki bermuda shorts&lt;br /&gt;Tye dyed work shirt&lt;br /&gt;Blue Viccie's bra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS:&lt;br /&gt;Dave Matthews Band&lt;br /&gt;Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS:&lt;br /&gt;"Swallowed in the Sea"-Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;"Long Train Running"-Doobie Brothers&lt;br /&gt;"Jesusland"-Ben Folds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Wicked good sex (ohahaha)&lt;br /&gt;Rockin good times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE (in no particular order):&lt;br /&gt;I have a block arterey to my brain&lt;br /&gt;California is the best state I've ever been to&lt;br /&gt;I hit a cadillac while parking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;Manlines&lt;br /&gt;An excellent laugh&lt;br /&gt;The ability to tolerate me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;Singing&lt;br /&gt;Sitting down by the beach&lt;br /&gt;Dancing to random music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;Go back to bed&lt;br /&gt;Call into work&lt;br /&gt;Run around and splash in puddles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING/YOU'VE CONSIDERED:&lt;br /&gt;Criminal Pathologist&lt;br /&gt;Prosecutor&lt;br /&gt;History Teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:&lt;br /&gt;England&lt;br /&gt;New Zealand&lt;br /&gt;Italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE KID'S NAMES YOU LIKE:&lt;br /&gt;Victoria&lt;br /&gt;Seamus&lt;br /&gt;Emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:&lt;br /&gt;Feel like i've really made it in life&lt;br /&gt;Travel around the world&lt;br /&gt;Go to a U2 concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL:&lt;br /&gt;I am vindictive&lt;br /&gt;I cry at sappy movies&lt;br /&gt;Boys make me giggle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY:&lt;br /&gt;I get along better with boys than girls&lt;br /&gt;and i really don't know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PEOPLE THAT I WOULD LIKE TO SEE TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW:&lt;br /&gt;N/A</content>
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    <title>i haven't updated in forever</title>
    <published>2005-07-15T13:57:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-15T13:57:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>come downstairs and say hello...guster</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i am turning 18 in two days...and when we get back amanda &lt;i&gt;promised&lt;/i&gt; that she'd go to streeters with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although you really don't have to if you don't wish to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i am currently contemplating starting to pack, as i def. am flying to florida tonight at 8pm...that'll be interesting. alex heffling AND his father and me, all in one plane. oh boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys are estupido...i don't think i should stay with a person who can't even recall the number of times he wasn't exactly perfect..blargh to that.&lt;br /&gt;at any rate...&lt;br /&gt;i will see you all in several days.&lt;br /&gt;do not have too much fun, and amanda and anna...only a week or so to WAR!</content>
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    <title>hey look</title>
    <published>2005-07-06T03:49:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-06T03:49:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>revolution...robbie williams</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i updated...&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;&lt;br /&gt;blah</content>
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    <title>shika whaa...picture post</title>
    <published>2005-05-23T14:11:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-23T14:11:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>summer breeze...i forget...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">we had the first bonfire of the season saturday night, and it was a bitchin good time. not a lot of people, but it was still damned kick ass. i'm diggin the beach for sure. ben is home and he and sammy jo are cute as ever. i have no hair, and yeah...that's about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, thanks to photobucket they are all in reverse order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/dancingnancie/Summer%202005/100_3484.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;me and brian at about 2am&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/dancingnancie/Summer%202005/100_3482.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;me and brian again, but only about 1:30am&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/dancingnancie/Summer%202005/100_3481.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;brian at midnight&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/dancingnancie/Summer%202005/100_3480.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;me at midnight&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/dancingnancie/Summer%202005/100_3479.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;me and sammy jo being emo...look at her raw emotion&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/dancingnancie/Summer%202005/100_3476.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i was angry and shaking my fist like so&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/dancingnancie/Summer%202005/100_3468.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;me being a pimp in my buck oh five hat&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/dancingnancie/Summer%202005/100_3465.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ben and ar...smoking cigars&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/dancingnancie/Summer%202005/100_3464.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;brian fire-tending&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/dancingnancie/Summer%202005/100_3463.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sajimo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/dancingnancie/Summer%202005/100_3462.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;alex and adam being...themselves&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/dancingnancie/Summer%202005/100_3461.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sammy looking cute and me looking like a goon&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/dancingnancie/Summer%202005/100_3457.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;brian and ben&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/dancingnancie/Summer%202005/100_3456.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;brian and ben, the first picture that didn't turn out&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/dancingnancie/Summer%202005/100_3455.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;me and sammy being cute&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/dancingnancie/Summer%202005/100_3452.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;obligatory sunset picture&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>dancingnancie17 @ 2005-01-30T11:15:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-30T16:14:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-30T16:14:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>eharmony commercial</lj:music>
    <content type="html">we made it to regionals. that's cool, i guess. i can't say i really want to go anymore&lt;br /&gt;jacob kirby got an acting award, that's sweet.&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired as shit and can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;oh well&lt;br /&gt;homework to do today...and burke's birthday&lt;br /&gt;bahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to watching windtalkers or some other random movie about vietnam</content>
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    <title>why!!</title>
    <published>2004-12-02T13:15:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-02T13:15:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>don't fear the reaper...blue oyster cult</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have a few questions to raise this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Why is it 8:12 and I am awake?&lt;br /&gt;       well, i really don't have an answer to this one. however, i found it absolutley miserable trying to sleep in. my body and mind KNEW that it was too late to be up on a monday-friday day. this is absolute and utter malarchy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Why was the first song i listened to this morning Tupac's "Changes?"&lt;br /&gt;       then i followed it with "Don't fear the reaper"...what has gone wrong with me. i've completely lost my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Why do i feel compelled to go shower and go right into school, right now!&lt;br /&gt;       because i have actually apparantly lost my mind...it is QUITE possible that is exactly what happened to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i am going to go sit in front of my TV, or re-type my pentath...whichever comes first.</content>
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    <title>going to indy</title>
    <published>2004-11-24T14:05:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-24T14:05:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>garison keilor...npr</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I'm driving to INDIANA...the cornlover's paradise, the hoosier state, the state whose entire population is made up of my family and k.dy's...oh i love that kid. so anyway, i'll be back on Saturday...around abouts the evening time...if the thing at cortney's doesn't go down please call &lt;font color="#ffcccc"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;ME&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;(&lt;font color="#cc66cc" size="5"&gt;330-3221&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;) or &lt;font color="#6666cc"&gt;BRIAN &lt;/font&gt;(&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff" size="5"&gt;330-1096&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;) and make sure to tell him to call me. because i'm looking forward to it fo shizzle my nizzle (s). hooray for the holidays, and amanda i'm sorry you can't come up here now. i was really looking forward to seeing you...but please don't blame me, because i really have no control. if you wanna drive to fort wayne, we could drive you up here....but then you'd be stuck. i have homework. shitty to the max i know. but oh well, you can't win them all. and i have to cut all my pentath peices...so that's shibby as well. but i left my cd player going and lord knows it's probably playing something obscene while my mother does the dishes...so...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;wish me luck in the hoosier state&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#006600"&gt;i hope everyone has a wonderful thanksgiving&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>sometimes i wish that i was a cold beer</title>
    <published>2004-11-20T13:02:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-20T13:02:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>city love...j.may</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so brian's apartment in atlanta got busted into and everything is gone. and i've never really talked to him and had him sound so sad. so his life has turned to shit a little bit. amanda if you get the chance to call him you should, because i don't know if he is feeling like coming home for thanksgiving anymore. i think he wants to work. but i think he would be a lot happier if he did come home, so yeah, talk to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have practice at 9 this morning, and i woke up at 7:37 to my dream becuase i thought my alarm went off really loud, so i got all freaked out. but anyway...practice. hurrumph, i don't know what to think about the show just yet. but i all i have to say is that when jessica dominic is pissed at people, their lives should be over, because it's jessica freeking dominic for christ's sake! and that i wouldn't doubt it if gene and i get into a brawl, and perhaps juli popped in there for a bout as well. we just don't get along...we will sometimes and then he'll just do something stupid, or just flat out tell me to fuck off and then i'm gonna hit him. however, ezra and i have been doing some rocking additions to the show &lt;br /&gt;"anne...are you snorting your lines?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is school...it's average and incredibally boring. however, this university of south carolina nonesense is looking up quite a bit. hoorah for southern schools. i'm gettin the hell out of here. i really liked yesterday in class having our big discussion about how in college you can't ask the teacher to do every question on the test for you. and then right after we get done saying this amber million just says "UMMM...I'M LOST!" in her really loud, obnoxious "pay attention to me or the world will stop spinning" voice. the whole class busted into laughter and then later we were doing a problem that had a repetand in it and of coruse the calculator doesn't show all the decimal places. but the rest of the class knows that you just put the repetand bar above the .6...well amber says "umm...well my calculator doesn't have the repeaty thingy (no one's does)...so i'm just gonna use .67 cause that's the RIGHT answer." okay man...whatever makes your day easier. alas, it's not my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i should go shower, for it's 7:59, but i really don't need to because i don't have to leave the house till 8:40...so i suppose i'll just sit here for a bit longer. perhaps play some jigsaw's puzzles, which due to talking to burke and alix on aim has really gotten cut into...baaah. however, i do love my burkiss and alix. hooray for georgia..and south carolina christmas break 2004 (keep fingers crossed mofos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, but i really really need to go pee...like bad. so check y'all lizator</content>
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    <title>disclaimer</title>
    <published>2004-08-27T20:13:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-27T20:13:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">as a reaction to advice given by my mom and amanda i thought i should put this out there...&lt;br /&gt;...my applying to the university of georgia is for my own benefit because i like the sound of the college. i decided i would apply around a month ago before i suddenly became good friends with brian again. this is not an attempt to leech onto brian and make him realize my pure sex appeal and beg him to take me back. this is me trying to figure out where i'm gonna be happiest in the future. i don't know. this may be a futile attempt at...i don't know what. but at least i know why i'm doing it.</content>
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    <title>wow...that's gay</title>
    <published>2004-08-23T23:51:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-23T23:51:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table align="center" border="1" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="4" width="200px"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffcccc" align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="color:black; font-size:18pt;"&gt;How to make a Annie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;font style="color:black; font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 parts pride&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 parts courage&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 parts leadership&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffcc"&gt;&lt;font style="color:black; font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Method:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Stir together in a glass tumbler with a salted rim. Add a little lovability if desired!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Username:&lt;input name="uname"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="How do you make a &amp;#39;you&amp;#39;?"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Personality cocktail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could these please be anymore homo?&lt;br /&gt;lavability...what the hell is that?&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>JOIN HERE</title>
    <published>2004-06-04T01:41:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-04T01:41:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>law and order</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I found a super pimpin rating community. Not usually my thing, but these people seem down to earth enough...so check it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/community/_eye__candy_/"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/community/_eye__candy_/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it out...i dig it.</content>
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    <title>Back from State errrrbody</title>
    <published>2004-05-02T20:33:03Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-02T20:33:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1.Go into your LJ's archives.&lt;br /&gt;2.Find your 23rd post (or closest to).&lt;br /&gt;3.Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).&lt;br /&gt;4.Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"so yeah, we're all like, shit, we're screwed."&lt;br /&gt;in regards to the infamous telegrams in the sound of music&lt;br /&gt;Jan. 27th, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;state was a bitchin good time. pictures and more about the trip will be posted at a later time...possible tonight if i don't fall asleep.</content>
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    <title>dancingnancie17 @ 2004-04-22T22:42:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-24T00:29:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-24T00:29:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">WE GOT A BRAND NEW KITTEN TODAY...YEAH THAT'S RIGHT. A LITTLE BOY ... HE'S SO CUTE. HIS NAME WILL HOPEFULLY BE JIMI....everyone should come and see James Douglas aka Jimi Dougie</content>
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