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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Sep 2007 05:03:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So I really should be in bed right now since I have an early class, but before I do I have to get a few things off my chest. It&apos;s probably going to be a long post, I&apos;m sorry and please, brace yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, friday was about the smartest and best thing I could have done with this weekend. I cannot explain to you the difference it makes to have the majority of your homework done before you even start out the next two days. Nothing looming over your head for sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I am so glad beyond belief that I got enough sleep, because I had an ultimate tournament saturday and it was 93 degrees out. Add about 20 more degrees because the rubber fake fields absorb the heat and practically melt your cleats. So, in the first game I almost threw up from the heat. I just felt that gross. But for some reason it got better later on. And I was really proud; although I was slow I still got my hands on the disc a couple times and made some great cuts (I know, gibberish to you, but just know it means a lot). We won all three games and it was a great time all around. I also met a girl who goes to our rival school and she seems pretty sweet, so we might practice together on Sundays, which would be a great time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, I went out with my roomie (it&apos;s her birthday today aka. sunday) and a bunch of our friends out to this insanely good pizza restaurant that has all these crazy types of pizza, and it was absolutely DELICIOUS. I seriously could have eaten an entire one by myself - it was that good and I was that hungry, I mean after only eating breakfast and then playing ultimate for five hours....waiting until 7:30 to eat was tough. hahaha.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then that night, after the tournament the ultimate team always has a party, or more of a get together with drinking, so I thought I should make a stop at the house. Since I got there at 11, everyone was already pretty much buzzed out of their skulls - that plus they had gotten a keg, and so a bunch of people I didn&apos;t know were there. Honestly, I don&apos;t normally drink, and nevermind beer, but I still had the best time there last night. All the guys are super sweet, and awsome. Although it was wicked depressing that they could beat me on guitar hero drunk playing on hard, while I barely pass by sober and on easy. LMAO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini concern: I am a very physical/touchy-feely person. Which basically means I like to give hugs, when I&apos;m sitting on a couch if I&apos;m tired I&apos;ll probably rest my head on your shoulder. I freaking love giving high fives. I do it with both girls and guys. My concern is this; since most of the people on the ultimate team our guys, I don&apos;t think they notice that I do it with my girl friends too. At the party, people were kind of getting a little TOO touchy-feely towards me. I don&apos;t know if I&apos;m just overreacting, or that&apos;s actually what was happening, but I&apos;m kind of nervous about that. I also don&apos;t want to be seen as one of those super flirty girls. You know what I mean? These guys are my friends, good friends, but I just don&apos;t think of them that way...  and I don&apos;t want people to view me as, I don&apos;t know, I can&apos;t really explain it, but one of those fake people who just flirt with all the guys when I&apos;m really NOT trying to AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(after the party we all got PRCs YUM!!! only I had to pay the poor waitress in all quarters..... poor dear).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday; it was a fun time!! My roommates birthday, so we had a surprise brunch at her sisters place and she made the MOST AMAZING pancakes, waffles, eggbake. There was apple cider too, YUM! I feel bad though, because I skimped out on her party for like an hour with my friend JF to take photos for our photography projects. It was a horrible thing to do (it was her BIRTHDAY!) but I really needed to get some shots and there was this super cute old couple on a porch swing and they were the darndest thing you will ever set your eyes on. The lady was so excited to have her picture taken, and told us that in December they would have been together 50 years. I want to have a love like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after, my friend DF took me and JF with him while he met his friends for lunch and we walked around and tried to take people&apos;s portraits. It&apos;s hard to explain how awkward and nerve racking this is. If you ask someone if you can take their picture they might say no (and yes, people can be mean), or they just act completely unnatural. If you try to take CANDID shots, you have to take it from far away for them not to get completely creeped out, or they will get mad at you. The later happened to us. We actually DIDN&apos;T take her photo, we were just adjusting our light meter but probably in her direction. But she FOLLOWED us into the store with her walker and started yelling at us for taking her photo. I felt SO bad and I&apos;m completely scarred now. I feel horrible for yes, I WANTED to take her picture, and I feel bad that she felt insulted. Uckkkk... yucky feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, me and JF decided to take a break and where just talking by this fountain when we saw this girl/woman (college student age) taking a mini photo shoot with this wicked sweet twin lens camera. After a couple minutes, she came up to us and asked me to be in her shoot! I mean, I definately didn&apos;t do anything, I just helped hold up the props on the model and was probably awkwardly in the picture, but it was still wicked fun and a really sweet experience. She said I will have to sign a model release for being in her photographs, and asked me if I wanted to model for her again sometime! It was totally surreal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later I came back and went to dinner at my aunt&apos;s house. Which was absolutely AMAZING. Found out my grandma is more in shape than I am (she rode nineteen miles on her BIKE today!). Saw my cousin and her cute little baby. Then I came back and threw and had a movie night with some of the frisbee boys. We watched scary movie, which I guess from a guy standpoint is hilarious, but for some reason, I don&apos;t find that humor funny. Same with Super Bad. But everyone else had a great time. And of course, AC left early, so it was just me and OR walking back from the dorms. Great. He&apos;s not a bad kid at all - he&apos;s super nice and I don&apos;t mind being friends with him, but I&apos;m fairly certain he has a crush on me and he freaking is ALWAYS around and kind of possessive in a way. It&apos;s driving me completely insane. But I don&apos;t want to be mean to him, because he is nice and my friend. UHHHHH.............. I don&apos;t know how to deal with guys at all. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. this post was completely insane. I need to figure out how to do these post cuts.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 22 Sep 2007 04:19:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Polarity: Today was a good day.</title>
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  <description>I feel so incredibly accomplished today, it&apos;s almost insane. I used to be the last person you&apos;d expect to get homework done ahead of time. I was always the one you&apos;d see writing an essay or studying at four in the morning in the student center. I don&apos;t know, maybe it&apos;s because I had a crappy job this summer and now see the value of my education, or I just finally learned good study skills, or I&apos;m just so busy that I just have learned to get things done, but the fact is things ARE getting done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was friday, so my last class got out before one. I ate lunch, went and saw my professor about a paper, then I came back and rewrote/finished it, then I did some spanish homework, read for photography, finished a 2-D project, went to the gallery opening, and ate dinner with a friend. All this before 7. Basically, this was my first FRIDAY ever being an overachiever. I feel like I&apos;ll worry less this weekend, although I still have a huge photography and economics project to do. bleehhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, tonight I hung out with two girls I&apos;m just starting to know, they&apos;re new transfers, but they&apos;re so cute. We just hung out and watched a mockumentary (Waiting for Guffman) and it was so much fun! Hopefully I&apos;ll get to see more of them. I love meeting new people!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2007 23:43:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Tired.</title>
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  <description>Have you ever had one of those days were you just feel bad for no reason? Today&apos;s one of those days. It actually started out really good, but then after I spent two hours in the darkroom now I just feel like crap. I look ugly, I&apos;m stupid, I&apos;ll never get all my homework done, I&apos;m horrible at practice, I&apos;m out of shape in general, no one wants to be my friend, I&apos;m tired of my friends, I miss my friends at home and the ones who transferred. Just in general I feel tired and crappy, and I feel bad that I&apos;m mean about my friends, but I&apos;m tired of them too. I&apos;m just so tired of everything.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 09 Sep 2007 06:40:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Wish Granted!</title>
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  <description>So my angsty rant? Problem solved! Although my friend punked out and never called, this really sweet transfer down the hall invited me and my roomie out with her, and it was hella fun and just what I needed. Today I had a great workout session with my suitemate, and we had a lot of fun (we even ventured down into the guy part of the gym: the lifting area lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then tonight was girls night out so we went and ate at a Thai place with AMAZING sushi. Ahhhh... love. And then ice cream, yum! Later, I hung out with my frisbee boys, and a girl I met at orientation last year (whom I loved but never got to hang out with) was there, so that so much fun to reconnect with her. One of my friends got insanely trashed though, and I hope he&apos;s going to be okay. He doesn&apos;t drink usually at all, but when he drinks he usually goes at it. Tonight was unfortunately one of those nights... poor kid. After that, we all got basically kicked out, I walked down to the village and I hung out with some of the music majors who were watching the Devil Wears Prada and I played with legos... YES! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, this post really blows, but I just wanted to let you know that everything turned out great, I&apos;m not hating at the world, but now I really really need to go to bed so I can possibly wake up at nine like I&apos;m supposed to.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 08 Sep 2007 00:38:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m feeling so anti-social and antsy. My friends and I do the same freaking things every weekend and this year it&apos;s going to completely piss me off. Right now I&apos;m being anti-social (at least for the moment) and hanging in my room on a friday night like a loser. I want to go and be wild and crazy, BUT IT&apos;S NOT FREAkING HAPPENING. I called my friend to let me know if anythings going on tonight, but apparently so far nothing since he hasn&apos;t called me, which is a complete bum. Gahh... I want to make new friends, but my life sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It actually isn&apos;t all that bad, but I&apos;ve been cooped up all this week and I want to make another group of friends. In high school I hung out with a bunch of all different kinds of people, and now I just hang out with one type, and that drives me a bit crazy. It&apos;s just so hard since I&apos;m not a likkle freshie anymore. Actually, it&apos;s really not all that different but it&apos;s still hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I&apos;ll go play poker with the usual suspects, but Danny better freaking call me with something better to do or I&apos;ll die.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 04:36:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ultimate</title>
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  <description>Heya.... first week of classes and I&apos;ve already had two quizzes. What great times. BUT I only have three classes tomorrow so I get out at like 12:30. YES! Here&apos;s a hell yeah to fridays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh my god. So I play club ultimate (frisbee) and I am so completely out of shape. First practice was tuesday and I&apos;m pretty certain I almost died. Second practice was tonight, and I almost died all over again, except this time it was a bit more painful. And now apparently they want me to run like three miles or some crap. I do not do track; I do not RUN. The one time I ran was senior year and it took me 15 minutes to run a mile and a half. There is no way in the name of all that is possible that I am going to go running at six freaking AM with a bunch of long-legged boy track stars. And that&apos;s all I&apos;ll rant about for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news; the girl population of the team is picking up! Out of like the 30 or so kids on the team that came last semester, 3 were girls. Freshman day today, there was seven! EXCITING! Although I was still pretty much the slowest and worst of the lot. Too bad you can&apos;t practice by yourself. I like to work on my own and the impress people with my mad skillz. Unfortunately, a disc doesn&apos;t really toss itself back. Lol. So much for positive. I&apos;ll try better next time when I don&apos;t have 20 pages of Plato to read and really absurdly need a shower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Bellas.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 18 Aug 2007 03:15:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Smoothies and Movies</title>
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  <description>Thanks for the well-wishers loves. Sorry I was a bit out of it last night. Lolllll.... anywho, I need to get this of my chest before I get into the whole wisdom teeth/transferring friend ramblings that I had last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching the movie Stranger Than Fiction and it just refired my desire to write a book. For some inexplicable reason, since I can remember remembering, I&apos;ve wanted to write one. Something about being able to create a whole world, breath life into words on a page to make believable characters. And then, like in stranger than fiction, have the whole world just wrap and fit together so completely and unpredictably perfect. I just love that. How his whole world was based on pattern and the one almost insignificant detail that changed everything was something that both ruined and saved him. it was so poetic, and the character was so real. Now, I know it was jsut a movie (not really a book at all) but have you ever felt that way about stories? How amazing it is for an author to be able to see this whole other universe and group of people who don&apos;t exist except in her mind and words? I just think that is...beyond words, both the talent to see that other world and then also to share it with this one. incredible. that&apos;s it for my hopelessly hopeful rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got my wisdom teeth out. It&apos;s not as bad as I dreaded, but it still feels as if I had been clenching my jaw all day...or for the past two really. I can&apos;t really eat solid foods, so that&apos;s been fun. No, really! I&apos;ve been experimenting with smoothies, and I found this really neat tea one that&apos;s absolutely delectable. YUM! Although, eventually being able to eat my mother&apos;s unblended cooking will be nice. But I just saw my friend at the movie store today (renting stranger than fiction actually) and he got his out two days before me! Unfortunately he didn&apos;t spare me and told me tomorrow&apos;s going to be the worst day of the rest of my toothless life. Great, just great. Bring on the narcotics!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Aug 2007 05:36:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>when wisdom&apos;s torn away</title>
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  <description>got my wisdom teeth out yesterday morning. wasn&apos;t as bad as I thought. watched rush hour three today with friends, btu I couldn&apos;t laugh really well, so that was hard. i&apos;ll probably watch it again sometime. good movie. i&apos;m swelled like a freaking balloon. i&apos;m hurting a bit. eaten jello, ice cream and pasta all day. my brother bought pizza but I couldn&apos;t eat it, saddest day of my life. hahaha... okay. I&apos;m going to pop to vicodens and then go to bed. planning on trying out the beach tomorrow. no more work! woooo found out a friend is probably transferring to another school. two friends down. a bit sad, but i think she&apos;ll be happy. hopefully she&apos;s not doing it just because she broke up with her boyfriend (i think). and poor lainy. all alone in a apartment with strangers. god. sorry, I&apos;ll post more when i&apos;m not delirious and i make sense again. kat, youll be fine!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Aug 2007 15:36:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So... I&apos;m going to ignore the fact that I haven&apos;t posted in a year and just pretend I&apos;ve been a good girl like everyone else. hahaha... tag to kat for her push. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I&apos;ve decided to stay an art major. at least for the moment anyway. hahaha... I&apos;ve been flip-floping all year between psych and art. At the beginning of the summer I was so sure I was going to do psych, and now at the end of it with ONLY FIFETEEN DAYS LEFT (!!!!) of vacation I&apos;m positive I&apos;m going to be an art major now. Oh Colleen. I guess we&apos;ll see how it goes. So, much sucky schedule goes as such (please note the sucky times and wednesday):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWF:&lt;br /&gt;9:30-10:20 Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;10:30-11:20 Spanish 301&lt;br /&gt;11:20-12:20 Macro Economics&lt;br /&gt;MW:&lt;br /&gt;4-6:30 Photography&lt;br /&gt;W:&lt;br /&gt;1:30-3:30 Freshman Art Seminar&lt;br /&gt;TR:&lt;br /&gt;1:30-4 Two-Dimensional Design&lt;br /&gt;T: &lt;br /&gt;6-9:15 E Plurbis Unum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What fun next semester&apos;s going to be! Hahaha... But seriously, why are college text books so FREAKING EXPENSIVE! There is no way I can afford the $600 I need to pay for all these books. And you know at the book store the most I&apos;ll get back at the end of the semester is $250, and even that might be optimistic. Last semester they wouldn&apos;t take three of my books back. Yes, please Xavier, rip off your poor (literally) little students. Great plan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewww... on Tuesday I&apos;m getting my wisdom teeth out, I&apos;m terrified! Seriously, I have no clue why I&apos;m so scared. Thank god for the vicaden pill they give you, or I probably wouldn&apos;t go at all. Oh god. I hope I live through this and not be one of those freak cases that die under the sedative or lose feeling in half of their face.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Dec 2006 22:37:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pretty Much Fabulous.</title>
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  <description>Yesterday was pretty much awsome. It all started with a shirt. It&apos;s pretty sweet, I have to say. Delias and on sale, green (which happens to be one of my favorite colors) and sweet little toy soldiers on them. The point is that this shirt is hella tight in all possible ways, and yesterday was my first time wearing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started out with me getting a full 8 hours of sleep, and then going to the mailcenter and picking up a package. Not only was it a package, but it loaded up with chocolate. Dark Hot Chocolate mix, and a bar of 70% and 60% chocolate!!! That is completely heavenly stuff right there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I checked my email, and it&apos;s my teacher saying an essay that I thought was due that day was postponed until 5pm the next day. Score! (I hadn&apos;t done the paper). Then I had a couple hours to study for Spanish, and the final wasn&apos;t completely destuctive. After the test, I went to the student center, and  before me in line getting a Subway was a basketball player. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of background; we don&apos;t have a football team at my school, so the basketball team is pretty much the shit. You can always tell who&apos;s on the team by the number of feet they tower over you. Unquestioned facts: They rule the school. They are gods. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so before me in line was a starting basketball player. I was doing my thing, standing in line, ordering food, and trying to stare completely straight ahead of me. And then as the dude is paying, he turns to me and asks me what I&apos;m getting...AND BUYS MY SUBWAY FOR ME! Of course, I&apos;m a bit of a retard, so all I say is &quot;umm... thank you!&quot; instead of something witty like, &quot;besides my bill, would you like to take my number too?&quot;. And all the people behind the Subway counter are just looking at my pityingly as mr.(super!)tall-dark-sporty-and-handsome walks off with a wave of his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And then that night there was free Death By Chocolate cake! That shirt had to be lucky.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Oct 2006 02:56:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Declaration of Intent</title>
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  <description>So recently I&apos;ve been noticing that I&apos;ve been forgetting my life. I can&apos;t remember all these funny moments that I swore I&apos;d never forget. It&apos;s actually kind of scary. I don&apos;t know if I have a problem or if it&apos;s something that happens to everyone but they just don&apos;t mention it, but I&apos;ve just been noticing that my life has been slipping away. I seriously do not remember elementry school at all. It&apos;s almost all gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been noticing that I like to change myself so that people see me a certain way. I don&apos;t really like that about myself, I also am always afraid to do something crazy but whenever I do, it always ends up being so much fun and I never regret it. And one more thing, I want to be passionate. I am so indesisive and unmotivated, I never go crazy over anything - okay, so maybe chocolate - but I really wish I was passionate about something. And most of all, I am scared about not being myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really worrried going in to college. I was worried I&apos;d try to be someone I&apos;m not, be someone I have never been just because I could. And so I created this mantra for myself: Be passionate, be fearless, be myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my thing: this journal is going to be me. I am going to record my life as best I can, so that I don&apos;t forget any more. I&apos;m going to try to keep it true to myself without changing any details so that people won&apos;t think less of me. I don&apos;t know if it it will work, but I am going to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Colleen</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Aug 2006 15:54:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Heat Wave</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s been SO hot here, it&apos;s ridiculous. I was looking at the weather channel&apos;s website thinger two nights ago and it said that it was currently 94 degrees but that it felt like 108!!!! Are you serious? That&apos;s just insane. And that was just at night. And of course, my house has one ceiling fan and no air conditioning. So I&apos;ve done a lot of laundry the past couple days because my basement is an ice haven compared to the rest of my house. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So two days ago I went to the beach, and of course, right when I get there it starts thundering and lightning so I can&apos;t go swimming or I&apos;ll be electrocuted or such nonesense. ALTHOUGH, it was soooo cool because the sky looked awsome and my friend GL&apos;s hair started standing on end from the static electricity!! Of course, no one wanted to stand next to her after that. Heh heh heh. And last night I wanted to go to the beach too, but same thing happened &quot;Thunder Storm Warning!&quot; I was about to scream. So I went over a friends house instead to potencially swim in her pool but it didn&apos;t really stop. But it was fabulous when we went out to get something to eat! The sky was making a strobelight effect on her windshield wipers and we were seriously RIGHT IN THE MIDDlE of the storm. It had to the the coolest thing I have ever seen. Lighting was striking all around us when we parked the car. I was seriously considering the possibility that we might get hit. That&apos;s how close the lightning was striking. We saw one strike right behind a building and it lasted for like 3 whole seconds. That&apos;s long for lighting. There were about 4 other really good ones like that, but they were all so close so it was kind of scary but insanely cool at the same time. Ahhh... there are just no words to describe it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and today I&apos;m opening a bank account and hopefully get my paycheck. Yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I&apos;m writing this on my BRAND SHINY NEW LAPTOP! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 Jun 2006 17:11:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Graduation</title>
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  <description>&quot;I&apos;ll probably post more now that my compie&apos;s up and running.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Well Ha. Hah hah hah. I would say something as stupid as that, seeing as how the next day my computer COMPLETELY died and now it&apos;s been wiped clean of all its memory. Which really sucks &apos;cause all my files and pictures and illegal downloads and the like were on it. CRY FOR ME ARGENTINA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM A GRADUATE. Class of &apos;06, w00t! I&apos;m so excited! At graduation I had a wicked fun time. Normally sitting with a bunch of people you don&apos;t know very well while people are making speeches at you about the future is normally boring, but everything turned out to be AWSOME. The boys and I brought cards and we started discreetly playing Go Fish. Hahaha... everyone around us was jealous. You know it. xD But anyway, our graduation song sucked. It&apos;s actually not a bad song (&quot;Beautiful Day&quot; by U2) and perfect for the occasion, but not exactly good for singing along to. So basically all the seniors were just standing there, kinda humming. It was murder. Murder with an audience. So we started to sway. And when that didn&apos;t work, we started the wave. Yes that&apos;s right. THE WAVE. Hahhaa.. my row was freaking awsome at graduation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we had bet this kid five bucks that he wouldn&apos;t trip when the called his name to get a diploma. Six bucks to make it good. AND HE DID IT. We were so proud of our little man. Hahaa... everyone clapped at him, it was awsome. All in all, it was a good time. Especially since I&apos;m friends with no. 1 and 2 and they got to make speeches, so that was pretty cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, lately there&apos;s been tons of graduation parties. AHH... it&apos;s so bad. The day after graduation I had four. FOUR! In one day! Thank god my boss called and told me I didn&apos;t need to come into work that day or I would have been screwed. It was pouring SO bad though when I had to travel to the peoples houses. My windshield whipers were as fast as they could go, and STILL couldn&apos;t see through all the rain. I was going 20 in a 45 zone, that&apos;s how bad it was. AND I SPEED! So I stayed up til 2 on graduation night, two thirty the day after, and 12:30 last night. It&apos;s so bad. Add junk on top of that, and work this morning, and you get one out of shape girl. I can&apos;t tell if it&apos;s good or not that I have gymnastics today.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jun 2006 02:22:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So I thought it&apos;s been about time I typed up a slice of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My compie died. There was a point when it was, as they say, kerplop. Now it&apos;s breathing. There&apos;s life. But for how long? The world may never know. Keep your fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;May 11th;&lt;/b&gt; My eighteenth birthday!! My friends stuffed my locker with balloons, hahaha. That saturday I had a joint b-day party with my best friend VL and her friends. We go to different schools, so it&apos;s usually an awsome smash of private and public kids. The kids came over and we had a &quot;fashion&quot; themed party. We had everyone bring some old/cheap jeans, and we made jean skirts and decorated them. We also had everyone decorate a little bag to put the party favors in, made earrings, ate cake, took pictures and watched Zoolander and Breakfast at Tiffany&apos;s. Great sleepover blast if I do say so myself. Btw, thank you Ann for giving my a b-day wish! :D Made my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School&apos;s almost over now, we get out almost a week from now. Friday, June 9th. This year the seniors don&apos;t have to take a test for the final (if you fit certain requirements) so it&apos;s all pretty awsome. Tomorrow morning my friends and are skipping OUR LAST FIRST PERIOD STUDY *tear* and going out to breakfast. All the teachers are fitting in there last chapters, which is wicked frustrating. Plus the performance assessment, which is a big year end project for each class. Most of us like to call it &quot;Hell&quot;. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, sorry for the crappy entry. I&apos;ll probably post more now that my compies up and running. Ciao!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 11 Apr 2006 01:22:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Why Senior Year Rocks</title>
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  <description>So 4th quarter, I only have to try in two classes! Here&apos;s my schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - Calculus; I haven&apos;t had hw in 3 weeks. We&apos;re doing all our work in class now, and it&apos;s wicked easy.&lt;br /&gt;B - Gymn changed to study hall. FREE PERIOD!&lt;br /&gt;C - Spanish; we never do anything in this class anyway.&lt;br /&gt;D - International Relations; This weekend we had our Model UN, which is what the whole class was preparing us for. So now that it&apos;s over we don&apos;t do anything. xD&lt;br /&gt;E - Art III; once again, not really a challenging hw filled class&lt;br /&gt;F - Physics; okay, so I have to TRY in this class... meh.&lt;br /&gt;G - English 12; See above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phweeeeee~!!! Deliriously happy right now!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Apr 2006 02:15:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Too Aggressive?</title>
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  <description>Do you ever get that urge to just stab someone? Well, for my gym class I&apos;m doing fencing, and I get to stab people! I do a lot of stress relief in gym class, but unfortunately no one in my fencing rotation wants to fight me now. Apparently I&apos;m too agressive. Oops. But also, I&apos;m the only one who actually tries, fencing/yoga is the slacker gym class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote: I won both of my fencing matches today, and one match I got no touches/points against me!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Apr 2006 02:12:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>*ROFL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tbs.com/broadband/videoplayer/0,,70636,00.html&quot;&gt; DO IT! &lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Apr 2006 17:54:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HAPPY APRIL FOOLS DAY!</title>
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  <description>Hahaha, so for the past few days, this really popular rock music station (95.5 WBRU) has been telling everyone that it got sold. They got a lot of calls saying goodbye to the DJs and jazz, they got on the local news, and maybe the newspaper too. Then yesterdasy they started their first day as the station called &quot;Buddy; the only station named after a corrupt mayor.&quot; Today it was -- &quot;APRIL FOOLS! We&apos;re really WBRU!&quot; Hahaha... I love this station.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Mar 2006 23:04:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Empire Records</title>
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  <description>Empire Records spree! All today I&apos;ve been stalking down music from Empire Records (officially one of the best movies in the world!). And now I&apos;m stuck. Does anyone have these songs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing:&lt;br /&gt;Maxwell Caulfield - &quot;Say No More (Mon Amour)&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Sybil Vane - &quot;Sorry&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Noah Stone - &quot;Dark and Brooding&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Sacrilicious - &quot;I Don&apos;t Know Why&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Real - &quot;Real&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Full Tilt Gonzo - &quot;Candy&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Fitz of Depression - &quot;Power Shack&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Mouth Music - &quot;Tomorrow&quot; and &quot;Infinity&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Billy White Trio - &quot;Surround You&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Adolescents - &quot;LA Girl&quot;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gin Blossoms -Till I Hear It From You&lt;br /&gt;The Cranberries - Liar&lt;br /&gt;Edwyn Collins - A Girl Like You&lt;br /&gt;The Martinis - Free&lt;br /&gt;Toad The Wet Sprocket - Crazy Life&lt;br /&gt;The Innocence Mission - Bright As Yellow&lt;br /&gt;Better Than Ezra - Circle Of Friends&lt;br /&gt;Ape Hangers - I Don&apos;t Want To Live Today&lt;br /&gt;Cracker - Whole Lotta Trouble&lt;br /&gt;The Meices - Ready Steady Go&lt;br /&gt;Drill - What You Are&lt;br /&gt;Lustre - Nice Overalls&lt;br /&gt;Please - Here It Comes Again&lt;br /&gt;Evan Dando - The Ballad Of El Goodo&lt;br /&gt;Coyote Shivers - Sugarhigh&lt;br /&gt;(Film version) - Sugarhigh&lt;br /&gt;The Dirt Clods - Can&apos;t Stop Losing Myself&lt;br /&gt;The Cruel Sea - The Honeymoon is Over&lt;br /&gt;Jimi Hendrix - Hey Joe&lt;br /&gt;The Buggles - Video Killed the Radio Star&lt;br /&gt;Noah Stone - Dark and Brooding &lt;br /&gt;Quicksand - Thorn in My Side &lt;br /&gt;Ass Ponys - Little Bastard&lt;br /&gt;Sacrilicious - I Don&apos;t Know Why &lt;br /&gt;Real - Real &lt;br /&gt;Dishwalla - Counting Blue Cars&lt;br /&gt;AC/DC - If You Want Blood (You Got It)&lt;br /&gt;Dire Straits - Romeo and Juliet&lt;br /&gt;Full Tilt Gonzo - Candy&lt;br /&gt;The Cranberries - How&lt;br /&gt;Peg Boy - Hardlight&lt;br /&gt;Fig Dish - Chew Toy&lt;br /&gt;Fitz of Depression - Power Shack&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Johnston - Rock &apos;n&apos; Roll/EGA&lt;br /&gt;Gwar - Saddam-a-go-go&lt;br /&gt;Loose Diamonds - Backdown Blues&lt;br /&gt;Mouth Music - Tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;Sponge - Plowed&lt;br /&gt;Billy White Trio - Surround You&lt;br /&gt;Adolescents - LA Girl &lt;br /&gt;Queen Sarah Saturday - Seems &lt;br /&gt;Dead Hot Workshop - Vinyl Advice &lt;br /&gt;The The - This Is the Day&lt;br /&gt;Maxwell Caulfield - Say No More (Mon Amour) &lt;br /&gt;Poster Children - She Walks&lt;br /&gt;Suicidal Tendencies - I Shot the Devil&lt;br /&gt;Sybil Vane - Sorry&lt;br /&gt;Mouth Music - Infinity&lt;br /&gt;Throwing Muses - Snakeface&lt;br /&gt;Flying Lizards - Money (That&apos;s What I Want)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Mar 2006 03:53:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;Only Breath&quot; and the Code Blue</title>
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  <description>Wow, may wonders never cease. So tonight, for my club, we organized this poetry reading called &quot;Only Breath&quot; based on the poem by Sappho at the local coffeehouse, which seemed like an okay idea. HOWEVER, once I got there, everything was hell. Not only did I arrive late (which really sucked because I&apos;m the co-cheif of the whole shabang) but the other co-cheif person, MJ, WASN&apos;T THERE and she&apos;s the one who dealt with the coffeeshop people. So, she wasn&apos;t there, the coffeeshop didn&apos;t set up a place for us to be, and they didn&apos;t have a microphone. Finally, we got adjusted, MJ arrived, and because I&apos;m the leader person, I was supposed to read first. OMG. I HAD FORGOTTEN MY POEM AT HOME. AHH! I felt so horrible, I had to make MJ read first, and she was a bundle of nerves, while I tried to remember it. I finally did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended up being totally awsome. We had a lot of people come in an play their guitars, so people dressed up and did a funny poem/performance, some just read their poetry, and a random guy came and ranted and swore (which was endearing in a random sort of way xD) and someone did impromptou Irish Step Dancing when someone started playing her violin (and she was a trained Irish Step girl, none of that made-up foolishness). So what turned out horrible ended up being pretty awsome! We even got donations, not a lot mind you,  but like $50 dollars or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Although they are only breath, words which I command are immortal.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, I really didn&apos;t want to go to my semi-friends b-day party (oops, I&apos;m a meanie) so I hung out with my other ditching friend and we drove around, and then walked on the beach. I lost cerculation in my feet, and everything was good. Hahaha... now I&apos;m home waiting for my brother to come home tonight from college, YEY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE MEANTIME, I shall tell you about the &quot;Code Blue&quot; situation at my school. Yes, today we had a code blue. During Advisory/Homeroom, my principal comes on the intercom saying &quot;We have a code blue situation, homeroom teachers are to close and lock the doors and shut off the lights. Take attendance and call in to tell us which students are not in class who were at the beginning of the period.&quot; So, of course, the girl next to me is the school-spazz who hypervenalated when she thought she wasn&apos;t getting a parking pass, FREAKS OUT and calls her dad and starts crying. Meanwhile everyone in my class is just laughing because we all know that this is just nothing or a prank. So it turns out that it was a drill, but also the cops came to search our lockers and cars with their dogs for drugs!! I heard someone tried to run. And WOW, this has never happened in my school EVER. The freshman and sophomore class is SO BAD. I&apos;m so sorry for my principal. It&apos;s his first year here.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Mar 2006 00:30:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Back from Vaca</title>
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  <description>BACK FROM HAWAII!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I&apos;ll post more about the trip later, but for now I&apos;m ranting! Grrr...&amp;gt;D I have a have a crazy amount of shiznit and make up work to do. AHHHH!!! AND I ONLY MISSED TWO DAYS! Darn that february break when they expect you to do work! I have to write two essays (one in espanol too!), a bijillion problems in math (I hate logs), two physics assignments which I don&apos;t understand and somehow I&apos;ll have to get notes for, and english reading and assignment, AND HOLY SHIT, I JUST REMEMBERED THAT I DIDN&quot;T GET A PACKET FROM MY SOCIAL STUDIES CLASS AND I MIGHT HAVE A QUIZ ON IT TOMORROW!!! God I wish I had a larger attention span than I do now, because I am so totally antsy and CANNOT FOCUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El fin.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Feb 2006 03:57:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stole this from &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_sukihime&apos; lj:user=&apos;sukihime&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://sukihime.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://sukihime.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;sukihime&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ;&lt;br /&gt;Do it! &amp;gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;href&quot;&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=Rhaps0dyqueen&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Feb 2006 04:38:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>And the grades are in...</title>
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  <description>SENIOR YEAR GPA: 4.402 Don&apos;t ask me what the hell that means, because my school&apos;s gpa system is so screwy that I can&apos;t tell you. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester Grades:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;AP English 12&lt;/i&gt;: B+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Calculus&lt;/i&gt;: A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Physics I&lt;/i&gt;: A-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hon. International Relations&lt;/i&gt;: A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hon. Spanish IV&lt;/i&gt;: B+ (ARG! I had an A- for both quaterssss...!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Art III&lt;/i&gt;: A+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Health&lt;/i&gt;: A+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Phys. Ed 11 &amp; 12&lt;/i&gt;: Pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all my asian friends were vying for the valedictorian posistion (that may sound racist but it&apos;s true! 2 Mainland Chinese, one Taiwanese, and one Korean) and my friend Minna was being such a b**** about it. The second she got her report card, she was like Maemaeameamaemaemaemae!! What was your GPA Mae? And Mae told her, and Minna (being the good sport that she is) shouted &quot;Yes!!&quot; really loudly. And I mean, everyone loves Minna, but I really thought she was such a b**** at that moment. Sometimes I think I&apos;m the only one who sees it, but some kid said almost the same thing to her boyfriend, SAME EXACT (even the loving minna part xD). It kind of made me relieved (that he said it) and I laughed because he said it to her boyfriend&apos;s face. Hahaha... Oh well. Such is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini-Individual Gymnastics States were Friday, and I got a (surprising) 6th place on beam. Which was really cool and totally unexpected. My team also made it to States, but because there is supposed to be this ginormous snow storm THEY CANCELED THE MEET BEFORE IT EVEN STARTED SNOWING. Which makes me really made because the rain date for it is during Feb. vaca and I&apos;m going to be gone. And so will a bunch of other gymnasts. I&apos;m sure not just my team will have to forfeit. It just really sucks. NYAAAH, YOU SNOW YOU. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching Evita. &amp;lt;3 GOOD MOVIE.</description>
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  <lj:music>On This Night of A Thousand Stars - Jimmy Nail</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 07 Feb 2006 23:51:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Anger Management</title>
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  <description>She didn&apos;t tell him! I &amp;lt;3 my mommmy. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gymnastics is a bum. Does anyone know what a rip is? Well, if you do, I got one from bars like... last friday. Of course, I had two, TWO! meets Sunday, so the rip re-ripped. Then it semi-healed monday. And guess what I had? YES. Anther meet, another re-ripping. My bar score was C.R.A.P. I could probably think of something funny for that to stand for but I procrastinate after Crazily Retarted... &amp;gt;D; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. And P!ATD and The Academy Is... is playing tonight in Providence and my friend had another ticket!!! UNFORTUNATELY, I WAS NOT ALLOWED TO GO. I AM JUST THE TINIEST BIT UPSET.</description>
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  <lj:music>Something angry</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2006 03:46:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Senior Night</title>
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  <description>HURRAH~! My gymnastics team&apos;s Senior Night was tonight! So much fun. Gymnastics is a totally unsupported sport at my school, probably considering home meets are 15 minutes away, nyaaah. ANYWHO, all of mine and the other seniors&apos; friends showed up, and it was a crazy time. The fan count was tripled, the kids brought signs, and letters spelling my name, and cheered. I DIDN&apos;T FALL ON BEAM! Cav, our Athletics Director, made a guest appearance. Which is practically a miracle within itself, because he hates gymnatics (which probably has to do with its lack of support at my school).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this is good. Annnnnd, added to the fact that I not only passed my midterms, but all the grades were As and Bs (so far), and I haven&apos;t had homework for the past two days.... well, I&apos;m practically flying. AND GUESS WHAT?! I know, I know, how can there be more? For February vacation --- I&apos;M GOING TO HAWAII! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went shopping, and first store I went into, I found two pairs of jeans that fit! Believe me, that&apos;s cause for celebration. I rarely find even two pairs of pants after shopping for HOURS. New Favorite Stores: Wet Seal, Charlotte Russe, Forever 21, PacSun. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know it seems like I have all the luck! xD BUT, there is a &lt;b&gt;bad&lt;/b&gt; thing to even out the luck: I&apos;m officialy the worst pull-out-of-parking-spaces-person ever. I hit some college kid&apos;s car the other day. And when I say &quot;hit&quot;, I don&apos;t mean a little ding, or bump, or tiny scratch. I mean full-on, car-on-car contact. My car remains pratically uninjured, but his car has a friggin&apos; crater. Good thing the guy (totally goreous, by the way) didn&apos;t seem to care. &quot;As long as it runs,&quot; is what he said. Which kind of rocks, because now I don&apos;t have to pay for it, but the accident sucks because I had to tell my mom. I&apos;m afraid that she&apos;ll tell my dad, but since it was a week ago, and he just got back from a business trip today, I&apos;m hoping *crosses fingers* that she forgot, or will love me enough not to tell him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, life loves me! =D</description>
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  <lj:music>Mae - Someone Else&apos;s Arms</lj:music>
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