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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 01:09:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>KASJGfsdkgdfldfgklllaaaa</title>
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  <description>Life is weird.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 06:40:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>We all kind of suck at updating our livejournals.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Jan 2008 20:42:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hwah.</title>
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  <description>Figured I&apos;d update, since I haven&apos;t in a while. But I don&apos;t really have anything to say, haha. IDK. I&apos;ve been kinda down lately what with all my Academic Probation crap. I mean, I know it&apos;s nobody&apos;s fault but my own. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it snowed. This angers me. :P</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 03:16:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Today I Learned...</title>
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  <description>1. Political science books at the college level have very long, boring chapters with very small text and no pictures at all, and reading one single chapter takes away at least an hour of your life that could have been better spent reading the same damn thing on Wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Starbucks coffee tastes exactly like water that has been strained repeatedly through crushed charcoal. And no, I wasn&apos;t drinking it black; I added a ton of stuff to it and it STILL tasted like I was licking a grill. I now have no doubt in my mind that if we do eventually reach an outright oil crisis, I can simply fuel my car with Starbucks coffee. If that&apos;s not a classy way to ride, I don&apos;t know what is.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jul 2007 16:11:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m pretty much failing at life right now. I have no job, no relationship, vacation is boring because everyone else is busy with their jobs and relationships, and I know school will go just how it always does next semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is, I&apos;ll start that first day excited and happy with all the right books and materials and super-organized folders and notebooks. And I&apos;ll take meticulous notes every class and pass all my homework in on time with 110% effort in them, and I&apos;ll over-study and get A&apos;s on all my tests. And then, after about two weeks of this, I&apos;ll start completely failing because at a certain point I just can&apos;t do it anymore. And then I feel like shit about myself because my parents are paying for this and they&apos;ve always wanted me to go to college and I HATE IT but I hate disappointing them even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate QVCC. It&apos;s exactly like high school, only none of my friends are there. I haven&apos;t made any new friends there. Nobody talks to me. Everyone who goes there is either people from KHS who never talked to me anyway, or people from the other area high schools who all know each other and aren&apos;t interested in talking to anyone else. Or maybe it&apos;s just me, I don&apos;t know. I don&apos;t exactly attract attention or anything. You know, there are people who I&apos;m going to college with now who I&apos;ve been going to school with every year since kindergarten. And you what? If you mentioned Regina Cook to them, they&apos;d say &quot;Who the fuck is Regina Cook?&quot; or they&apos;d just remember me as that girl who didn&apos;t talk much and so they made up their own ideas about me - that I was some super-smart good-girl anti-social nerd. Fuck. And, you know, the more people always thought that about me the more I started to actually become that, too. I fucking hate it. I wasted high school trying to be what everyone thought I was, and it sucked ass. As a result, I went through all of high school never having a boyfriend, never going to any parties besides birthday parties, etc. I know those things don&apos;t SOUND important, but that stupid shit is supposed to be part of growing up, and I never had it. What the Hell...I didn&apos;t have a boyfriend until I was 18! Most people get their first relationships at like...13. So guess I&apos;m officially as socially advanced as a 13 year old. Awesome. Anyone wanna know why I don&apos;t talk much? It&apos;s because I&apos;m terrified of sounding stupid. For some reason other people can say the STUPIDEST SHIT I&apos;VE EVER HEARD, but it&apos;s funny and everyone laughs and at the most they get teased a little. But if I say anything people don&apos;t expect, I either get fucking glared at or I get people laughing in my face and talking about how stupid I am. Clearly everyone else has something I don&apos;t. I can&apos;t even wear the clothes I want to because people start calling me a poser behind my back...and it&apos;s like...no. I&apos;ve always loved this stuff. WTF do you people think I should be wearing? Khakis and  cardigans? I&apos;m not Mr. Rogers, damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that made high school bearable for me was my friends. So, guys, if it weren&apos;t for you, I&apos;d probably be in a fucking nut house. I love you guys. Seriously, I don&apos;t know why people like you hang out with someone as irritatingly boring as me, I mean, Jeeze, I&apos;m not even cute, damnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUUUCK. I&apos;m just having one of those days, I guess. Hanging out at the fireworks the other day reminded me of just how many people I DON&apos;T KNOW and who don&apos;t know me. And fuck if that doesn&apos;t make me feel invisible all over again, especially when they start talking about their fun lives and I&apos;m just like...yeah. Hanging out at the fireworks is the most exciting thing I&apos;ve done in quite a few months. Kind of lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t even know what I&apos;m complaining about anymore. Rawr.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2007 14:28:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Putnam Fireworks</title>
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  <description>I went to the Putnam Fireworks the other day and they were really fun. Sharie picked me up at like 2:40 lol and we walked around a LOT. I shouldn&apos;t have worn flat shoes. Owwwie. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I met lotsa people and played with bang snaps and ate fried douuugh and it was cool. Of course, there were some Putnam Fireworks Drama incidents, but that always happens. It&apos;s Putnam. Everyone in Putnam hates everyone. It&apos;s like...a law or something. And they aren&apos;t okay with just hating each other...they have to actually get into fights. Or at least threaten to. That&apos;s always fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, woo.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 May 2007 22:08:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Tired, Cold, Rawr.</title>
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  <description>Well, I&apos;ve been feeling pretty pooptastic lately. But I&apos;ve started going to the gym with Sharie! It&apos;s fun. Well, not really FUN. It&apos;s HARD. But you feel really accomplished afterwards. Yay. Anyway, just figured I&apos;d check in. Lots o&apos; love. Byebye!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Apr 2007 20:15:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oh Rainy Day</title>
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  <description>Easter has come and gone, and today is one of those dull, gloomy, rainy &quot;Spring&quot; days where it doesn&apos;t really feel like Spring at all because it&apos;s only 34 degrees outside. Buh. I hate it when the cuffs of my jeans are soaked.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2007 19:41:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I Fail At Life</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve felt sort of icky lately. Not in like...an &quot;I am sick&quot; way or an &quot;I am depressed&quot; way. Just in a &quot;I am no longer even remotely interested in anything anymore&quot; kind of way. It&apos;s pretty annoying because it makes me not want to go to school or get up in the morning or look for a job. I don&apos;t even like watching TV or drawing anymore. I dunno what&apos;s wrong with me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it&apos;s cold. I can&apos;t wait until the weather starts warming up and it stays light outside longer. And it stops snowing and raining. I&apos;m tired of the cuffs of my jeans being wet. Grr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I fail at money. I need a job. Hardcore. Because I have about $30 to my name right now which I&apos;m totally sure will be blown by this time next week on food and cleaning stuff. BAH HUMBUGGERY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it&apos;s not all complaining. On the positive side, Easter is coming. CADBURY CREME EGGS. Effing sweet. I love those things.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 17 Feb 2007 20:57:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Long Time No Write</title>
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  <description>Wow, I haven&apos;t written in this thing in ages. That makes-a me sad. Well, let&apos;s see...here&apos;s an update on my life. Tragically, there&apos;s little to say. Haha. I&apos;m such a fucking whirlwind of excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started college at QVCC and made it through my first semester. I&apos;m in my second semester now and am hhhating my classes with the burning, white-hot passion of 1000 fiery suns. School can suck it. I also have a boyfriend (I know, you&apos;re shocked. This has never happened before.) and my hair is actually one color for once. Also, my face has become some sort of horrible zit-fest. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m still not moved into my big room - which pisses me off to no end. I&apos;m getting really tired of the small room with its white walls and grey carpeting - SO EXCITING. Not to mention all that old shit in the closet that&apos;s getting in the way of me PUTTING THINGS IN THE CLOSET. I really wish my family was better at throwing things away. When, exactly, is anyone going to be using that broken Mandolin with only two frets and no strings left - besides never?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In super-recent news, I&apos;m trying to decide on something new to do with my hair. Its starting to get really lank and boring looking. Every time I look at it now I&apos;m just like, &quot;Hair, listen. We have to talk. You&apos;re ugly. You look dead. You&apos;re pissing me off. I&apos;m going to kill you.&quot; Haha. I&apos;ve also decided that I want to re-try dieting. Nothing extreme - I just wanna take off 10 pounds or so. Because my ass is pretty sizeable and it makes me sad. It&apos;s a very sad ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is one of the first days in a while where I have nothing planned with anyone - it&apos;s kinda cool! Of course, now that I&apos;ve said that my cellphone is going to ring and someone&apos;s going to be like &quot;REGINA LET&apos;S HANG OUT&quot;. Eh...which is fine. I&apos;ve gotten pretty used to just up-and-leaving lately to go hang out with people. Its actually pretty effin&apos; sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my driveway is glare ice. Its amazing and terrifying. Speaking of ice, I recently learned that I blow hardcore at skiing. It was actually kinda fun though, even when I was tumbling down the hill like a &apos;tard. :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Sep 2006 18:40:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>KHS 2006</title>
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  <description>With college arriving for me and several of you guys in less than just two days, I have to say I feel pretty weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old Killingly High School which I used to see as &quot;Ew&quot; makes me sad when I think about it now. I didn&apos;t have many friends there, and I didn&apos;t have the best experiences there. But it&apos;s surprising how many people I&apos;m acctually going to miss. I&apos;m not even neccassarily talking about good friends, either. I&apos;m talking about lots and lots of people. I&apos;ll miss all those silly rumours and all that juicy-but-usually-false gossip. I&apos;ll miss seeing what the &apos;bad kids&apos; are doing to piss people off every day. I&apos;ll miss listening to the kids who sit behind me make stupid jokes and sounds. I just know that for a long time to come, I&apos;m going to lay in bed at night thinking, &quot;What&apos;s that girl who sat two rows behind me in Math doing?&quot; or &quot;I wonder of so-and-so is still getting into trouble all the time?&quot; I&apos;m going to miss not knowing. After all, I went to school with some of those people since preschool. Even though I may have never spoken to some of them, they were somehow a permanent background fixture in my life, and now they wont be anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course I&apos;ll miss all my friends. Even if I still talk to a lot of you on weekends and such, things wont be quite the same. I wont see you guys in the &quot;caf&quot; anymore in the morning. No more meeting by &quot;The Lockers&quot; with Holly and Bonnie, although I&apos;ll see them more often than anybody. No more walking randomly around downtown Danielson with Sharie on the last day of school. I&apos;ll even miss complaining about underclassmen and the grading system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, I&apos;m acctually going to miss those mismatched tiles, those hideous salmon-colored lockers, and those uncomfortable desks where the kid behind you would always rest their feet on the basket. I&apos;m going to miss all that stuff, and I&apos;m going to miss you guys. Even those of you who I didn&apos;t get to talk to much because you weren&apos;t in any of my classes (Tiffany, for example.) I&apos;m going to miss you. Because even if I didn&apos;t see you much, you were always there, and now you&apos;re not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now I sound like I&apos;m dying or something. :P But seriously, I&apos;m going to miss everyone and everything about KHS life, even the bad stuff a little. But I know college and everything is a step forward. I&apos;m lucky - I&apos;m going to college with several friends. I wish extra extra EXTRA luck and love to you guys who are going to colleges where you are going in not knowing anyone. I don&apos;t know if I could handle that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, here&apos;s a big shoutout to the class of 2006 - I&apos;ll never ever ever forget any of you guys. And here&apos;s an even bigger shoutout to the future, because it&apos;s not like any of us can avoid it. :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Aug 2006 14:45:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Quizzes</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDDD&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Belong in Paris&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEEEEE&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.yournewromance.com/whatcitydoyoubelonginquiz/paris.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stylish and a little sassy, you were meant for Paris.&lt;br /&gt;The art, the fashion, the wine, the men!&lt;br /&gt;Whether you&apos;re enjoying the cafe life or a beautiful park...&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ll love living in the most chic place on earth.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatcitydoyoubelonginquiz/&quot;&gt;What City Do You Belong In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDDD&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 56% Girly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEEEEE&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.yournewromance.com/howgirlyareyouquiz/girly-3.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re a little girly, a little boyish, and probably a whole lot indie.&lt;br /&gt;You have your own unique style, and it pretty much defies gender lines.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ynr.blogthings.com/howgirlyareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;How Girly Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEE9E9&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a Rocker Girl!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFAFA&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofgirlareyouquiz/rocker-girl.gif&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don&apos;t have musical talent, you&apos;ve got a talent for picking out great CD&apos;s.&lt;br /&gt;Music rules your life - and you&apos;ve got the best MP3 collection of anyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;Many guys find you intimidating, but a select few think you&apos;re the catch of a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;Start hanging out in more used record stores, and you&apos;ll find love with a fellow rocker!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatkindofgirlareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;What Kind of Girl Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEE9E9&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Go For Brains!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFAFA&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.yournewromance.com/doyougoforbrainsorbodyquiz/brains.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want a guy with a big... brain.&lt;br /&gt;And of course it would be nice if he were a total hottie, but you&apos;re not counting on it.&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s on the inside is what counts for you. (Besides, you can always change the outside later!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ynr.blogthings.com/doyougoforbrainsorbodyquiz/&quot;&gt;Do You Go For Brains or Body?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#F4B8B8&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Were Nice This Year&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#B8F7D0&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.yournewromance.com/hownaughtywereyouthisyearquiz/nice.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Were 40% Naughty, 60% Nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so you weren&apos;t *entirely* nice this year&lt;br /&gt;But Santa doesn&apos;t expect a modern girl to be perfect&lt;br /&gt;You were good enough - and you&apos;ll be rewarded for it&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ynr.blogthings.com/hownaughtywereyouthisyearquiz/&quot;&gt;How Naughty (Or Nice) Were You This Year?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#999999&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Date A Japanese Guy!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#CCCCCC&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.yournewromance.com/whichforeignguyshouldyoudatequiz/japan.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re an interesting blend of traditonal and modern&lt;br /&gt;And a Japanese guy is likely to be on your wavelength&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you&apos;ll show your love by dying your hair the same color&lt;br /&gt;Or get married in a traditional white kimono!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ynr.blogthings.com/whichforeignguyshouldyoudatequiz/&quot;&gt;Which Foreign Guy Should You Date?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEE9E9&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Fall!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFAFA&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.yournewromance.com/whatseasonareyouquiz/fall.gif&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;Expressive&lt;br /&gt;Creative&lt;br /&gt;Poetic&lt;br /&gt;Smart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatseasonareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;What Season Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Aug 2006 14:01:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>WHEE.</title>
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  <description>So I just realized that the way my classes are set up at QVCC, I&apos;m only actually going to school about 30 days per semester. Dude...kickass. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, September 5th is the first day of classes...but my first class isn&apos;t until Tuesday. I don&apos;t have to show up on Monday, do I? I mean, I don&apos;t have any classes that day. But are there going to be some sorts of announcements or something that day that I need to hear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Monday is Labor Day. The 5th IS Tuesday. Clearly I am a dumbass.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jul 2006 01:29:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>SO today I went to the beach with all sorts of nifty people and I got sunburned and stuff. Woo. And we made a really retarded sandcastle with random boobs in front of it and a penis for one of the towers. Um, what? Hm.&lt;br /&gt;Also, there was a little boy who was all psychocrazy and yelled at us and kicked out sandcastle and yelled at the nice lady who saved our bread and his parents didn&apos;t do ANYTHING. Wtf? Okay.&lt;br /&gt;But it was still fun even though I had sand in my pants and I was streaky. It&apos;s about the people, not the...streaks? K.&lt;br /&gt;Also, the ocean was fun and tried to drown me a whole lot. Mmm, salt water up my nose and sand in my hair. YESSS.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and we got coffee and Dunkin Donuts. And I burned myself a whole lot. And it was good.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Jun 2006 03:39:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Songtastic</title>
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  <description>A. Put your iTunes or Winamp or equivalent on Random&lt;br /&gt;B. Post your favorite line from the first 26 random songs. NO MATTER HOW EMBARASSING THE SONG IS! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &quot;Mean Mister Mustard sleeps in the park, shaves in the dark trying to save paper&quot; (The Beatles, &quot;Mean Mr. Mustard&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;2. &quot;It won&apos;t be long, I belong, somewhere past this setting sun&quot; (Switchfoot, &quot;The Setting Sun&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;3. &quot;It’s hard to fly when you can’t even run&quot; (Three Days Grace, &quot;Drown&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;4. &quot;I&apos;ve loved so long my eyes turned green&quot; (The Libertines, &quot;Cola Queen&quot;&lt;br /&gt;5. &quot;Sunshine, won&apos;t you be my mother&quot; (Switchfoot, &quot;The Shadow Proves the Sunshine&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;6. &quot;Maybe, You&apos;re gonna be the one that saves me...&quot; (Phish, &quot;Wonderwall - live acoustic&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;7. &quot;The digital wont let me go&quot; (Gorillaz, &quot;Tomorrow Comes Today - Demon Detour&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;8. Any chimp can play human for a day, use his opposable thumbs to iron his uniform&quot; (Rilo Kiley - &quot;It&apos;s A Hit&quot;) &lt;br /&gt;9. &quot;Now I&apos;ve freezing hands and bloodless veins&quot; (Neko Case, &quot;I Wish I Was The Moon&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;10. &quot;When I&apos;m wet with the sunshine&quot; (Switchfoot, &quot;More Than Fine&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;11. &quot;The drops hit cold and hard&quot; (The Early November, &quot;Take Time and Find&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;12. &quot;I hope you had the time of your life.&quot; (Green Day, &quot;Good Riddance&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;13. &quot;I&apos;m singing this one, like a broken piece of glass&quot; (Switchfoot, &quot;The Blues&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;14. &quot;But he stood in the corner, the old devil wouldn&apos;t move.&quot; (Flogging Molly, &quot;The Wrong Company&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;15. &quot;But we carry on our backs the burden times always reveals,&quot; (Sarah McLachlan, &quot;Fallen&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;16. &quot;It&apos;s like you&apos;re falling in love while I just fall apart.&quot; (The Get Up Kids, &quot;Ten Minutes&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;17. &quot;I&apos;m a professional cynic but my heart&apos;s not in it&quot; (Blur, &quot;Country House&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;18. &quot;I think I was blind before I met you&quot; (Bright Eyes, &quot;First Day of my Life&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;19. &quot;You know that silence is loud when all you hear is your heart&quot; (Michelle Branch, &quot;Here With Me&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;20. &quot;In the town where I was born lived a man who sailed to sea, and he told us of his life in the land of submarines.&quot; (The Beatles, &quot;Yellow Submarine&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;21. &quot;You see stars that clear have been dead for years&quot; (Bright Eyes, &quot;We Are Nowhere and It&apos;s Now&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;22. &quot;I&apos;d give up forever to touch you&quot; (Goo Goo Dolls, &quot;Iris&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;23. &quot;I know why no one else knows why I am all alone again&quot; (The Early November, &quot;Every Night&apos;s Another Story&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;24. &quot;We&apos;ll give ourselves new names&quot; (The Postal Service, &quot;Brand New Colony&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;25. &quot;It&apos;s the money or stop&quot; (Gorillaz, &quot;Re-Hash&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;26. &quot;Mechanic-school dropout stares into the mirror, stands up in his derelict daydreams.&quot; (The Weakerthans, &quot;History to the Defeated&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 31 May 2006 01:10:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Well, prom was...interesting? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, it was, for the most part, fun. Hot and dramatic and with gross food, but that&apos;s okay. Seeing everyone dressed up was ace, and the limo ride was neat. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And admit it - despite the crazy heat in that ballroom and all the drama and everything - it was kinda worth it. It&apos;s the people, not the place. :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 May 2006 20:10:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Okay, I guess I REALLY have to find a prom dress soon because I am now going to two different proms! I am not buying two different dresses, though, because I&apos;m cheap. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to go looking later this week and this weekend. I&apos;d go today but I&apos;m tired and the weather sucks. I&apos;m going to hit up the Trinkett Shoppe and maybe Classic Image. I had good luck there last year. I&apos;m still thinking I want a peach, green, or blue dress.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Apr 2006 21:26:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I tried on a couple prom dresses yesterday but I couldn&apos;t find anything not-ugly that also fit. lol. I&apos;m going to look in more places during the week, including probably Classic Image and the Trinkett Shoppe. I just really wish they made a bigger variety of dresses in bigger sizes. It&apos;s so not fair that as the sizes get bigger, the dresses get expotentially UGLIER. It&apos;s very sad. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m also going to start really tanning and fake tanning so that I don&apos;t look like a marshmellow in my photos this year. That would be nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I&apos;m also going to eventually de-pink my hair. And I think for prom I&apos;m going to straighten all of it and leave it down, but spiral-curl two pieces in the front and clip my bangs to the side with a sparkly pin or something. I don&apos;t want to be taking 120 pins out of my hair like last year. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dress colors I&apos;ve been looking at bright peaches, medium greens, medium blues, and medium and dark shades of lavender. I found a really nice dress in peach yesterday but it was like...half a size too small and they didn&apos;t have it one size up. Very sad.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Apr 2006 00:46:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This is Just Sick.</title>
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  <description>So I was doing research online for the peice Holly and I are doing on internet predators and I came upon perverted-justice.com. It&apos;s one of those sites where older people make fake profiles pretending to be little kids so they can catch pedophiles. They have logs and stuff of all the chats they have wit hthe sickos as proof, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.perverted-justice.com/?archive=fleet_captain_jaime_wolfe&quot;&gt;This guy is the absolute worst. Totally disgusting. Thank god this wasn&apos;t a real little girl but a perv-catcher, because this sicko was SMOOTH, but totally disgusting.&lt;/a&gt; Seriously. People like that should be beaten with bricks. Alot. Preferably until they aren&apos;t moving anymore.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Mar 2006 02:02:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I got a present today! Someone on deviantArt is apparently a fan of my Gorillaz fanarts, and they bought me a $30 1 year subscription to the site. *_* WOW! I don&apos;t even know them! They just randomly decided to buy it for me! I didn&apos;t even know how to begin to thank her. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Kittie? I know I&apos;m a few hours early, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ourworld.cs.com/mitsikikaoani/k16.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ourworld.cs.com/mitsikikaoani/k16.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ourworld.cs.com/mitsikikaoani/k16.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.dolliecrave.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ourworld.cs.com/glitxdc2/h11.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;More Glitter Graphics from Dolliecrave.com&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://ourworld.cs.com/mitsikikaoani/k.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>some American Idol cowboy-wannabe</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Mar 2006 01:50:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Woo.</title>
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  <description>So today I got bored and made a drag and drop dollmaker. It&apos;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://geocities.com/riepaa/doll.html&quot;&gt;at this link&lt;/a&gt;. I&apos;ll be adding loads more stuff to in later, including maybe a couple more skintones, like a really pale one and a tannish one. I think I also want to do some like cultural clothes, like Chinese, Japanese, Indian, and African stuff or something. I dunno. Any suggestions? (Nothing too complicated, I suck at pixel art, as you can probably tell by alot of those props. lol.) Don&apos;t worry, I&apos;ll get lots of different kinds of hair in, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, when&apos;s Senior Skip Day? lol.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 25 Mar 2006 22:41:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Woo.</title>
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  <description>Nobody ever posts to their LJs anymore. Everyone&apos;s into ZOMGMYSPACECOMMENTME! Myspace is nifty and all, guys, but isn&apos;t LJ more important? It&apos;s about what&apos;s happening in your life, as opposed to &quot;look how cute I am in my latest picture!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have you all been doing to get ready for summer? Tanning? Buying shorts? Working out? Buying flip-flops? I&apos;m nervous about this summer, but excited. It&apos;ll be my first summer since I was four that I wont being going back to Killingly Public Schools when its all over. I&apos;ll be going to college, and I&apos;ll have a car and a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it&apos;ll be the first time that we&apos;re all going to be moving in different directions. Some of us are going far away for college and some of us are staying in town. And very few of us are going to the same college. It wont be like other summers&apos; ends where we all meet up on the first day of school going &quot;Wow, what a summer that was!&quot; That&apos;s really scary. And I&apos;m the one staying in town! I can&apos;t even imagine what you guys who are going to different states or across the country are going to go through! Gah. I don&apos;t even want to think about it.</description>
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  <lj:music>My Chemical Romance</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">My Chemical Romance</media:title>
  <lj:mood>contemplative</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Mar 2006 20:07:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Directions: Take every MP3 on your computer and put it into a giant playlist, if you don&apos;t have that already. Now, put your player on shuffle. Hit play. Then answer each question with the title (and artist, if you want) of whatever song come up next. Even if it doesn&apos;t make sense! Okay? No cheating by skipping songs just because you don&apos;t like your answer! GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What Kind of Person Are You?&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Jaded&quot; - Aerosmith (HOLY CRAP. That scared me. I swear I didn&apos;t cheat!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What&apos;s Your Take on Love?&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Portions for Foxes&quot; - Rilo Kiley (WTF? Do I eat people?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How Do You Feel About YOURSELF?&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Wonderwall&quot; - Ryan Adams (LMAO. Okay. I am a wonderwall.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How Do You Feel About OTHERS?&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh, Sailor&quot; - Fiona Apple (Err...does this mean I think people are like sailors?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How Does Love Tend to Work Out For You?&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Girl All The Bad Guys Want&quot; - Bowling For Soup (LMAO. YES PRISONERS ARE SEXY.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What&apos;s Your Alter-Ego Like?&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Rollover D.J.&quot; - Jet (lol. Yay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What Were You Like in a Past Life?&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Take Time and Find&quot; - The Early November (Oh, not gonna tell me, eh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How Do You Feel About Dying?&lt;br /&gt;&quot;History to the Defeated&quot; - The Weakerthans (That&apos;s disturbing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How Might You Die?&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Under Pressure&quot; - The USED and My Chemical Romance (OMG. I&apos;m going to get crushed by a rock or drown or something?! WTF! This is scary!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Heaven or Hell? Or Something Else?&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Dareka no Negai ga Kanau Koro&quot; - Utada Hikaru (Uhhh...that translates to &apos;When Someone&apos;s Wish Comes True&apos;. O...kay.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What Was Your Past Like?&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Terrible Thought&quot; - Poe (Okay. That&apos;s just creepy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What Does Your Future Hold?&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Good Riddance&quot; - Green Day (Okay. That&apos;s REALLY creepy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW CREEPY IS THAT?? Some of them didn&apos;t make sense, though. Oh well. lol.</description>
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  <lj:music>Is Scary!</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Is Scary!</media:title>
  <lj:mood>creeped out yet amused</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 Mar 2006 19:08:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Colds, Hallways, Bulletins</title>
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  <description>If anyone was wondering why I was absent today, it is because I have had a dreadful cold since last Thursday that has kept getting dreadful-er. It is very distressing that I am, quite literally, full of snot. (Admit that you totally wanted to know that.) Seriously, my bedroom is a graveyard for tissues. I should probably pick them up, because that&apos;s rather icky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will, however, be in school tomorrow. If not because I am well, then because my mother will strangle me if I don&apos;t go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do tell me if I&apos;ve missed anything magically wonderful at school today. You know, &lt;i&gt;besides&lt;/i&gt; the fact that you managed to make it through those crowded hallways alive for yet another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, to my friends on myspace.com...please stop reposting those idiotic &quot;OMG IF YOU DON&apos;T REPOST THIS IN 8 SECONDS A MAN/CLOWN/NINJA-MONKEY WILL KILL YOU WHILE YOU SLEEP TONIGHT!&quot; bulletins. No magical beings are going to know whether or not you reposted a bloody &lt;i&gt;myspace bulletin&lt;/i&gt; and kill you over it. If &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; were all-knowing, I&apos;d certainly think of better things to do with my abilities. In contrast, I am real, and the man/clown/ninja-monkey is not. I know where you live. STOP REPOSTING POINTLESS BULLETINS. We clear? Kthnx.</description>
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  <lj:music>The Weakerthans - &quot;The Prescience of Dawn&quot;</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">The Weakerthans - &quot;The Prescience of Dawn&quot;</media:title>
  <lj:mood>sick</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 04 Mar 2006 01:59:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Public Service Announcement!</title>
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  <description>Dude. Our new Pope is Emporer Palpatine from Star Wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/ByTheSky/darthpope.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note the following:&lt;br /&gt;+The Neanderthal brow ridges&lt;br /&gt;+The wrinkles&lt;br /&gt;+The crooked smiles&lt;br /&gt;+The opposite yet equally silly costumes&lt;br /&gt;+The distinctly evil glints in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***No offense meant to anyone. I just think it&apos;s funny. I&apos;m sure Pope &lt;s&gt;Palpatine&lt;/s&gt; Benedict is a lovely fellow...aside from his extremist conservative views that include undoing all the advances we&apos;ve made in the past 50 years for women and people of many cultures and races. Oh, and he thinks Harry Potter is evil and is converting our children to the Dark Side. Which I&apos;m sure &lt;s&gt;Darth&lt;/s&gt; Pope Benedict knows NOTHING about.</description>
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  <lj:music>The Beatles - &quot;Strawberry Fields Forever&quot;</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">The Beatles - &quot;Strawberry Fields Forever&quot;</media:title>
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