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    <title>blaaaaha</title>
    <published>2009-05-31T14:19:41Z</published>
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    <content type="html">last night was fun. Hung out with the regulars, walked all over the french quarter.&amp;nbsp;Vainly tried to get into about a dozen different clubs. Met up with claire. I&amp;nbsp;love Claire. Such a wonderful aura to her. And so cute!&amp;nbsp;She's probably my second favorite lady of all. Watched a burlesque show. Went to zotz and learned that condoms are very flammable. Left zotz and lit many more condoms on fire&amp;nbsp;(seriously it's hilarious and sickly entertaining). Went to a drive through because fast food is pretty much the only option at 3 am. Got kicked out of various parking lots. Took funny pictures. Then I&amp;nbsp;tried to sleep in my truck, to which I&amp;nbsp;will attest there are very few things as frustrating or miserable.</content>
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    <title>yambert @ 2009-05-27T02:45:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-27T07:53:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-27T07:53:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I&amp;nbsp;need lots of drugs and alcohol. A lot.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:yambert:13869</id>
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    <title>yambert @ 2009-05-22T23:37:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-23T04:38:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-23T04:38:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">can someone just tell me they want me in their life.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:yambert:13396</id>
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    <title>boopboopboopboop</title>
    <published>2009-05-11T06:00:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-11T06:06:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Arcade Fire- Haiti</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I&amp;nbsp;hate how necessary it's become for people to be secretive with each other.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;think a lot of the social problems I&amp;nbsp;have stem from the fact that I&amp;nbsp;want to rebel against that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been walking in dangerous territory lately.&amp;nbsp; I see something beautiful, far off on an island. It's blurry and maybe I&amp;nbsp;can't see exactly what it is, but I&amp;nbsp;don't need to to know it's something wonderful. But I&amp;nbsp;have to swim through sharks to get there. Both literally and for the sake of this metaphor, I&amp;nbsp;don't even know how to swim- forget the dangers of even entering the sea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I&amp;nbsp;don't really have the courage to take the swim. Not quite yet. I'm just kind of poking the sharks with a stick right now. I&amp;nbsp;never said it was healthy.</content>
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    <title>yambert @ 2009-04-29T23:46:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-30T04:50:10Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I got first at state for history (yay!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one at all cares, including Stair, but to me it means a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;pissed off almost the entire faculty when I spoke at AP&amp;nbsp;night. My actual message was positive but apparently my tone was very inappropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did first night of the play, it went well overall. The highlight was an aftershow hug from Ms.&amp;nbsp;Vo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is coming very soon. It feels like last summer has barely ended :( My last summer really wasn't miserable at all, but I&amp;nbsp;don't think I'll be so lucky this year.</content>
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    <title>yambert @ 2009-04-21T21:32:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-22T02:34:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-22T02:34:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">One of my friends at school, someone I&amp;nbsp;totally adore as a person, was talking to me at lunch today. She had the usual smile on her face, and was talking to me totally casually, but she was telling me about how she was crying last night, thinking about the future. It was so odd to see her laughing and smiling as always but actually imagining the words she was saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's been in my head all day :((</content>
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    <title>yambert @ 2009-03-03T23:25:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-04T05:29:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-04T05:29:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well I'm arty now. Mixed feelings- it was the part I&amp;nbsp;originally wanted, and I&amp;nbsp;get ton more lines, but I&amp;nbsp;hate being the second choice. It's a crummy feeling.&amp;nbsp;Last speech tournament saturday- I&amp;nbsp;will crash and burn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing some community service thing with ms. vo tommorow. I love ms. vo, enough to overcome my hatred of doing community service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still been feeling incredibly bad about a few things.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;don't ever truly get over stuff &amp;gt;&amp;lt;</content>
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    <title>yambert @ 2009-03-02T21:53:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-03T03:55:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-03T03:55:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been on the brink of crying all day, and I'm not sure if it's becuase&amp;nbsp;I'm physically ill, I&amp;nbsp;stayed the entire beforehand, or I'm just depressed out of my mind. Probably everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(</content>
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    <title>LAST day..... of break</title>
    <published>2009-03-01T19:22:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-01T19:22:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>No Doubt- Let's Get Back</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so its 1, and I&amp;nbsp;just woke up. Thankfully I&amp;nbsp;have very little homework to do. Some math problems, and an essay, whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My break was really relaxing. Saw two really good movies (watched slumdog last night, very very well done). Movies were probably the highlight of the whole week, even though I&amp;nbsp;went to both by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO&amp;nbsp;DOUBT are back together and going on tour, and aren't stopping ANYWHERE&amp;nbsp;near new orleans. I&amp;nbsp;almost wanted to freaking cry :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad randomly got a bunch of best buy gift cards from his work and gave me $100 worth to spend. Any ideas?</content>
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    <title>POST!</title>
    <published>2009-02-28T05:41:48Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-28T05:41:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Lonely Island</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so what did I&amp;nbsp;do today? I&amp;nbsp;went to ms. willow's house to help her out with her new computer. Her house isn't huge or anything, but it's furnished really nicely. And she's an AMAZING&amp;nbsp;cook- she made grilled chicken, cuzcuz (I&amp;nbsp;have NO&amp;nbsp;clue how its spelled, its like arab pasta basically), grilled zucchini, these weird mediterranean rice wraps... everything was delic-ous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I&amp;nbsp;went across the river and picked up paul. Brett convinced me to go see Kat Von D at borders (she was doing a book signing). I didnt feel like acutally buying her book, but I&amp;nbsp;talked to her for a little bit and my god she is gorgeous ;-;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and paul then screwed around loyola and by coincidence there were a couple performers in the auditorium, so we stayed and listened to some very lovely classical music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mardi grass break has been kinda boring but relaxing. Mardi gras itself was pretty disappointing, but whatevs. The best part of the whole break so far was the speech tournament last friday- it was really laid back and me, mike, johnny and paul had a great time just fucking around. After the tourny we hung out at (and this is weird, I&amp;nbsp;know) popeye's, sitting in the parking lot listening to people take their orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I&amp;nbsp;found a journal I&amp;nbsp;kept for a fairly short time last year and read through it. It was really fun, and a very interesting time in my life, right around the time I&amp;nbsp;had decided to teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;saw the movie &amp;quot;coraline&amp;quot; the other day. Its from Henry Selwick, director of nightmare before christmas (most people seem to think it was directed by tim burton, it's not, and tim burton is overrated btw) and I&amp;nbsp;LOVED it to peiced, even though I&amp;nbsp;had a massive headache at the time and was surronded by loud, obnoxious children. the visuals are incredible (I&amp;nbsp;didnt see it in 3d, and it was still very impressive) and the plot and characters are perfectly imaginative. It's something that's truly appealing to all age groups, like WALL-E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao for now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!</content>
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    <title>things have been good!</title>
    <published>2008-10-15T03:32:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-15T03:32:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>TV on the Radio</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've got straight As the first quarter (and the high grade for every history test thus far!), I'm getting my license in about a week, I've been relatively busy, Voodoo is only in a couple weeks, and now that the second quarter is in, I have two classes with my lovely new point of admiration, which makes me oh so satisfied. And on top of that I've still been talking every school day to my only true love, Madame Ellen. The only thing that really sucks, I guess, is that I still wish I actually had some real close friends amidst the million five inch relationships I have at school. But in light of everything else, it's hardly a biggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, mushroommushroommushroommushroom.</content>
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    <title>postpost</title>
    <published>2008-09-25T01:35:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-25T01:35:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>TV on the Radio</lj:music>
    <content type="html">umm lets see. Today was kind of lonely but it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized today that if it weren't for one single person in my life, it would be the difference between being content and being depressed. I think I know what it's like to truly love another person since my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anybody reading this journal knows who it is anyway :P</content>
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    <title>first day and junk</title>
    <published>2008-08-16T21:12:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-16T21:12:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>MIA- Big Branch</lj:music>
    <content type="html">woke up at 6 am. I had gotten almost exactly one hour of sleep, but I felt wide awake and was ready to rollll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listened to music in the car for a while, and got to school at 6:45. There was like 4 people there when I first got there. I went up to the third floor, and walked around endlessly, until I settled on the third floor, talking Brian Robbie and Ms. Willow. Good way to start my morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first class was stair. It got moved to the first floor, which really really annoyed me. I hate the first floor, I hate being on the first floor. But I'll get over it. Mr. Stair reminds me of myself A LOT. This class will probably end up my favorite. All of the people in there were Willow regulars last year. I sit next to Lacey and Kelley, which is fine by me, I can show off my girly things. I'm going to go to rally for that class this year, and I've put down my word to a few people (including mr stair himself) that I'm going to get first in state for it. So I'm going to study an hour a day, minimum, not including the time it takes for my homework. Hopefully that will be enough. It's going to be fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During break I went upstairs and gave Willow my souvenir, and me her and Robbie talked till break was over. I asked her if she was free for lunch and she said she was. This made me very very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had chemistry. I was one of the last people in the class (thought I was going to be late) because I was held up talking to Willow. I was greeted by an overly excited Olejniczak, which I soon learned was because we sit right next to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the start it felt like Biology 2. Give or take a few kids its exactly the same people, and the classroom is practically identical. Which I liked, because I enjoyed biology a lot (along with every other class I had second semester last year) Most people said Neidhardt was terrible, but idk, just from the first day I really like him a lot. I can joke around with him a lot. and unlike my other classes there's a lot of kids in the class, which means more of an audience :) Oh how I do love attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Candace is in this class, and I'm not going to ask her out or anything, but I want to get to know her, because she is the cutest freaking girl I've ever seen. So I'm liking Chemistry thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had lunch, with Ms. Willow! I was kind of worried Robbie was going to come up with me also, since he was there during break, but thankfully he had second lunch. When I came up on the third floor it was so cool, a bunch of teacher talking to each other and no students. The first thing I did was like to Mr. Roselli, my english teacher this year, for about 10 minutes. I really like him. I'm looking to drama even more this year. I don't want to get tooooo ahead of myself here but I'm pretty positive I'm going to get the role of Arthur in the first play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went with Ms. Willow in her room and we sat in adjacent desks. I kinda got overcome with emotion and cried my eyes out. It was the first time I've ever broke out into tears in front of another person since third grade. We talked about our influence on each other, my extracurriculars, new meat, my other teachers... lots of stuff. What made me feel best was she told me her doors are always open to me. The whole thing was just unbelievably touching. We walked across the hall together to my next class, French 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't know any other people in the class, and most of them are seniors. This kind of thing used to intimidate me, but the same thing happened to me in Sociology last year and I left that class with tons of new friends. It's also almost all girls, and of course that kind of thing is only a plus. I had to pay STRICT attention to every single thing Ms. Gravel said. She talks only in French. It's going to be a very tough class, definitely the hardest of first semester, but Ms. Gravel is already very supportive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was computer lit. Oh my god. There was one good thing abotu this class, which was that Will was in there and I sat next to him, he was a senior friend of mine from last year. But next week we're going to have assigned seats anyway. It was so unbelievably boring i cant even explain. I'll get a lot of art done in this class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, 3/4 is good right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stepmom couldnt pick me up till late that day and I couldnt find anyone to hang out with so I just sat on the side of the school and listened to my ipod. So yeah, that and computer lit definitely ended the day on a bad note. But it didnt get me down too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even though they might not know it yet, I've decided that my next three new friends are going to be: Candace, Claire, and Mr. Roselli. With all the extracurricular stuff I'm doing this year, I think I can get my popularity levels up to where they were at in FHS. I'm up for the challenge! And yes, this is important to me, shut up. I'm a social fiend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl from FHS asked me out thursday night. I had a crush on her on ninth grade and kept a level of small communication with her in the following year. I decided to go out with her, but I let her know that I wouldnt get to see her much until october when I get my license. It probably would be a much bigger deal to me if it had happened to me a month ago, but right now I'm more concerned with my new teachers and kicking everyones ass in history.</content>
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    <title>Book day</title>
    <published>2008-08-14T18:45:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-14T18:45:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>M.I.A.- Galang</lj:music>
    <content type="html">was awesome! excitement for school year completely renewed. I'm pumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Ms. Willow was so great, I really did want to cry. Talking to her completely washed away my entire boring, pointless summer (besides california, of course). After talking to her I'm officially back in school and very happy indeed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other people there that made me smile: Ms. Ellis, Ms. Hemmelder, Coach Abott, Brian, Brett, Aaron, Robbie, Mr. Stair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was worried the new english teacher was gonna be stiff, but I was joking around with the guy laughing before I even knew who he was. More good news, he's heading up drama this year, so that's another question mark answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the stuff I'm doing this year, listed in order of priority&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drama club &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;speech team &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;art club&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;videogame club&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;mu alpha&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;honors society&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my biggest complaint is that I only have one day until THE FUCKING WEEKEND.</content>
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    <title>school in two days</title>
    <published>2008-08-13T22:12:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-13T22:12:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jimmy Ajaa</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm not looking forward to it. The first half of every year is just painful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my teeth cleaned today, and my hygienist asked what school I went to. The name really left a bad taste in my mouth. It always did. I spent three entire weeks with my northshore friends this summer, and I hung out with my southshore friends on a total of four different days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still do not, do not, do not feel like I belong here at all. Sometimes I'll get excited about being here, but it never ever lasts.</content>
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    <title>a quick little pick me up</title>
    <published>2008-07-31T19:43:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-31T19:43:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Franz Ferdinand</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so yesterday my cousin came over and I went to see dark knight with him for the third time. Still rocks my world :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to finish my summer reading by saturday, but I'm putting it off continually, like the bastard I am. It'd probably be easier if that bitch Kelley Hines would stop keeping me up all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving sunday for lil trip to california. As they say in the local california slang, it's going to be hella raw. I'm going to hit up san francisco, the beach, a few colleges, a couple parks, six flags, and an In and Out. And when I return, a mere five days until schoooooooooooooooool. Can you feel the love in the air?!</content>
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    <title>brendens</title>
    <published>2008-07-22T09:49:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-22T09:49:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mezzanine</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Im at brendens place on the northshore. he's a good friend of mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty much going to see all my northshore friends I didnt get to see the week ben came down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday I'm going for lunch with erin and seeing THE DARK KNIGHT again. I'm pumpeeeed man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my FHS yearbook finally. The damn things a novel. I was going to snap a pic to better illustrate,&amp;nbsp; but it's too late. Perhaps tommorow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go to sleep, hell.</content>
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    <title>ok I cant really think well right now</title>
    <published>2008-07-20T05:49:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-20T05:49:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ALL MY FRIENDS</lj:music>
    <content type="html">the dark knight was a life changing experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the theatre 27 hours ago and I still cant get it out of my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I got to hold hands with somebody I really like doing it. That doesnt hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I walked around on magazine street, lost pretty badly at cards, and pulled on leaves. Since I got home I've been feeling a little depressed for no reason whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could write more</content>
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    <title>And when we were good, just close your eyes</title>
    <published>2008-07-05T01:39:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-05T01:39:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Modest Mouse</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so when we are bad, we'll scar your minds. Hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like many people we had a lame bbq to commemorate America's bday. Zoey came over. Zoey is my favorite doggy. She is supa sweet and rambunctious. Here is a pretty sweet pic of her for you guys, taken by yours truly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img66.imageshack.us/img66/6179/img174tf0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far it's been a blissfully average, but optimistic day. I've began logging a 1-10 point scale for each day, along with a friend of mine. I've also been writing as much information down about a dream as I can, as soon as I wake up. Here's what I wrote for last night's dream:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school looking around&lt;br /&gt;kossick presenting books&lt;br /&gt;osteen library&lt;br /&gt;jackson wanted guitar hero from osteen&lt;br /&gt;thought I saw ms willow/searching&lt;br /&gt;kid from french class/black guy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take that as you will.</content>
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    <title>I want to get the fuck out of here.</title>
    <published>2008-07-02T23:08:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-02T23:08:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Weezer- Pinkerton</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today I have come to the conclusion that I just really, really hate the southshore. There was a period of my life where I thought I had improved since moving here. I did, but quite frankly, that period is done with, and it's time for me to go back. I AM READY TO GO BACK TO THE NORTHSHORE.&amp;nbsp; I have given this place plenty chances and I don't want to be here. Even my excitement for next year has been sapped out of me. I want to go Fountainebleau, I want to have Ms. Steibing's english 3 class, I want to have that stupid ID hanging around my neck all day, I want to go to all the football games, I want to put up with whatever stupid regulation is making the rounds. I'm sick of wearing ugly brick shoes, I'm sick of block scheduling, I'm sick of prayer, I'm sick of spending morning and breaks and lunch periods completely by myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a fucking whiner. But I really thought after a year I still wouldn't be miserable about being at this school. Complaining isn't going to get me anywhere, but fuck it, I have the right to complain every now and then.</content>
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    <title>I'm going to get some rest</title>
    <published>2008-07-02T05:03:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-02T05:03:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sigur Ros- Hoppipolla</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I tried watching eternal sunshine again, but I don't think I could sit through it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is sounding... very nice right now. All my favorite songs. On repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boring summer.... presses on.&amp;nbsp; Everything just presses on.</content>
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    <title>movies</title>
    <published>2008-06-23T13:46:56Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-23T14:35:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Smashing Pumpkins- Zeitgeist</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've been watching a lot of movies the past few days. I'm no movie critic or anything, so I'm not claiming my opinion, or the writings of aforementioned opinions, to have any merit. Probably spoilers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Beautiful Mind- this actually fell just a little short of my expectations. But my expectations were totally sky high (won oscar for best picture, russell crowe is my favorite actor) Still an all around brilliant movie. I absolutely loved the character Crowe created, and Jennifer Connelly was surprisingly good. My expectations weren't met the final scenes of the movie, as the plot went  towards a more digestable, conventional conclusion. Lame. But it's not that bad, and it certainly doesn't bring down the rest of the movie very much. My biggest fault is the total inaccuracies in portraying John Nash, the IRL mathematician whom Crowe portrays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Departed- I'm not a fan of cop movies, or gangster movies, but.... ho-lee SHIT this is such an amazing film. Everything about it is just perfectly executed. The director, Martin Scorsese, was completely spot on the entire movie. Every scene, every shot, had perfect flow. Nothing felt unnecessary or out of place. The plot was engaging, with several twists that kept things interesting throughout the entire film (not always easy when a movie is two and a half hours). Best of all, nothing felt predictable. In terms of acting, I think it collectively might be the most impressive movie I've ever seen. Usually a movie with great acting is shown through a great lead, with one or two impressive supporting roles. This movie juggles two lead characters, played by Matt Damon and Leonardo Dicaprio, who both give tremendous performances. Mark Wahlberg has a fairly small role, but makes it dynamite. Jack Nicholson's character is just indescribable. Amazing. Amazing actors, amazing plot, amazing everything. This movie is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garden State- I checked this movie out because of how many of my friends enjoyed it, and the fact it starred Zach Braff was a nice consolation (I'm a pretty big scrubs fan). I wasn't expecting an amazing movie, but I also wasn't expecting something completely devoid of originality or poignancy. The writing in this movie is just.... terrible. It tries to be quirky and anti-holywood mainstream, right down to the hip "indie" soundtrack, but the irony is how much this movie plays to terrible cliches. Braff's father could have just worn a sign that said "Emotionally distant father, I'm the bad guy" and not have to have said a word the entire movie. Braff's character was realistic, and also completely failed to make me give two cents about him at any point in the film. Natalie Portman was the only actor who portrayed any kind of talent, but it doesn't help when the character she was playing is cooo-mpletely irritating. Also, no chemistry or dynamics whatsoever between her and Braff, the central romance of the movie. I can tell the movie tries really hard to be deep and clever, but it's just typical Hollywood conventions given a fresh "generation y" coat of paint. It must be spoken of how bad the closing scene is. Braff and his four day love interest are sitting in the airport. O NO THEY R SAYING GOODBYE. Braff makes his sentimental farewell, and walks up the escalator, leaving Natalie Portman behind. OMG WHAT IS GONNA HAPPEN NEXT LOL?!?! HOLY SHI, HE BOARDED THE PLANE AND REALIZED WHAT A MISTAKE IT WAS LEAVING BEHIND THIS GIRL HE KNEW FOR LESS THAN A WEEK. Cue Braff running back to the airport, cue campy speech, cue make out scene. Vomit. If this movie is supposed to "define a generation" as so many people have said, please leave me the fuck out of this pretentious, self absorbed group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I'm much more passionate about things I dislike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin City-  There is no other movie that captures the spirit of a comic book better than Sin City. I'm not even talking about graphic novels by Frank Miller the movie was based off of. No other movie has come close to recreating the surreal, illustrated world of comics like Sin City does. The movie looks incredible, the use of black and white actually feels appropriate and not shoehorned in for "artistic" reasons (Schindler's List) The dialogue and the characters are all a little too profound to be realistic, but the movie wouldn't work any other way. The characters, despite most of them being completely immoral and evil, are all totally likeable. This movie just feels exactly like a comic brought to life, which I wouldn't say for pretty much any of the superhero movies out today, despite some of them being excellent movies in their own right. Completely immersive and entertaining, and ridiculously stylish throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Miss Sunshine-  Great movie, the acting (particularly Steve Carrell) was top notch, the plot was original and unpredictable, and it ended very well. I'm running out of steam, because I really just want to talk about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind- I think I wouldn't have hated Garden State nearly as much if I hadn't have seen this movie just a day before. THIS is what a romantic movie has the potential to be. It doesn't try to paint a romantic relationship as perfect or instant. This movie shows, to me, a romance that is completely realistic, and the beauty in that realistic relationship. The couple, Jim Carrey and Kate Winslet, are both very different from each other and very flawed (Carry is socially repressed, Winslet is spontaneous and emotionally unstable), but through their performances, and a top notch script, the movie really shows how these two people could realistically fall in love with each other. No other Hollywood romance I've seen comes close to the level of substance and authenticity of the one here. Just for that alone, Eternal Sunshine would be an excellent movie. But it skillfully adds elements of comedy and sci-fi, trippy camera effects, and completely seperate side stories outside of the main couple (but aren't trite or irrelevant to the movie's structure), that all add dimensions to the film. The soundtrack is also completely wonderful and fitting to the movie. In my top 5 of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back home today. I feel sad for some reason.</content>
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    <title>:X</title>
    <published>2008-06-19T04:57:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-19T04:57:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was supposed to wake up at a certain hour to walk the dog, but I overslept and it didn't happen. My stepmom caught me and was totaaaally disappointed. That made me feel like crap. I helped my grandma set up her new laptop later though. That redeemed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went driving around today. It's not as hard as I make it out in my mind to be. Just backing up. I'm gonna find a way that I'll never have to do that once I start driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been downloading a lot of movies lately. And playing through a new file of pokemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is so fucking boring.</content>
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    <title>its 6:30 AM</title>
    <published>2008-06-16T11:24:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-16T11:24:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...and I'm sitting in brad's room, with the lights on, while he is going through the first Spanish 1 lesson on a pirated version of Rosetta Stone I just installed on his computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in about an hour and half I'm gonna have to wake up to leave and go back to the southshore. It was  a fun nine days. Back to the normalcy of nothing. MMmmmm.</content>
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    <title>Hey guys lol!</title>
    <published>2008-06-01T06:51:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-01T06:51:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Weezer- The Red Album</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My name is Nicholas Leone. I am 1-6 years of age. That's young! That's really young. But I'm mature beyond my years! Trust me. You trust me right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to a school called De La Salle. It's a tiny private school in New Orleans. Most of it got washed away with Katrina. It's an old building, with really retarded procedures and administration, like every high school. Before this year, I lived about an hour away, across a big lake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up and get big and tall, I want to be a teacher. A high school teacher. Little kids are too much for me. I love the social sciences, I love history, and I love writing and art. I love to talk, I love people, and I adore attention more than anything. And generally I know what I'm talking about. I think the job suits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting this journal to pass the time/have fun/because I love writing/because I love myself/because it's summer and god only knows how devoid of activities my life already is.</content>
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