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  <title>Oh Boy, Dirt!</title>
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  <updated>2007-09-08T16:03:52Z</updated>
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    <title>dancing_queen85 @ 2007-09-08T11:02:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-08T16:03:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-08T16:03:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fall out Boy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so Livejournal has like become a ghost town... so thats cool...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dancing_queen85:11916</id>
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    <title>this is heart warming I swear</title>
    <published>2007-07-16T14:06:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-16T14:06:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Leeland</lj:music>
    <content type="html">this is a letter from our sponserd child. and some added stuff from me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Uncle Mr Mark Wilke (make up your mind kid),&lt;br /&gt;Warm greetings in the name of our Lord Jesus christ. I hope this letter finds you in good health and cheer. &lt;br /&gt;I recieved the letter you sent me. thank you for the letter and prayers. I pray that your work goes well. I like to learn more about your work (he's a contractor. don't lie)How is the climate over there? here it is hot. we are beginning summer. I think you will be starting winter (ahem, well, your ignorant)I like bright summer days. I hate dark rainy days. &lt;br /&gt;I happy to know about your pet dog, how is he now? I am closing this letter with Lords blessing on you. &lt;br /&gt;your lovingly,&lt;br /&gt;Blesson, Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't that patheticly sad? we never write him.like EVER. poor kid....</content>
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    <title>dancing_queen85 @ 2007-07-15T18:03:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-15T23:04:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-15T23:04:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Keep hplding on</lj:music>
    <content type="html">la da da da la da da da da da da da da da da</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dancing_queen85:11426</id>
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    <title>highlights of my day...</title>
    <published>2007-07-03T20:08:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-03T20:08:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Glamorous. haha!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so today I had SMAK and oh my it was wet. when all the kids played outside with the water it began to rain... like alot. it was pretty intense. anyways me and James and Jenny and Deborah ended up staying a while after the kiddos left and we played in the rain and the slip in slide. I love dancing in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the best part of today was totally getting Danny in waterbaloon fight. my chances where slim and my aim was a bit off this day, but fate was on my side toady. Danny plopped a baloon to the side of my neck and so far, other than Deborah's awesome toss, he was fairing off pretty well. that was until he thought he outsmarted me, hididng in between the coke machines. but man I was so close to his face and it popped smack into that face of his. soaking the rest of his shirt. he tried his hardest for a while to get revenge, but he finally gave up and headed home.</content>
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    <title>I think about this song when I go through my day...</title>
    <published>2007-07-01T19:28:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-01T19:36:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Riding through the city on my bike all day&lt;br /&gt;Cause the filth took away my licence&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't get me down and I feel ok&lt;br /&gt;Cause the sights that I'm seeing are priceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to look as it should&lt;br /&gt;But I wonder what goes on behind doors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun is in the sky oh why oh why &lt;br /&gt;Would I wanna be anywhere else&lt;br /&gt;Sun is in the sky oh why oh why &lt;br /&gt;Would I wanna be anywhere else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look with your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems nice&lt;br /&gt;But if you look twice&lt;br /&gt;you can see it's all lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a little old lady, who was walkin down the road&lt;br /&gt;She was struggling with bags from Tesco&lt;br /&gt;There were people from the city havin lunch in the park&lt;br /&gt;I believe that it's called al fresco&lt;br /&gt;Then a kid came along to offer a hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before she had time to accept it&lt;br /&gt;hits her over the head, doesn't care if she's dead&lt;br /&gt;Cause he's got all her jewellery and wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look with your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems nice&lt;br /&gt;But if you look twice&lt;br /&gt;you can see it's all lies</content>
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    <title>dancing_queen85 @ 2007-06-30T00:04:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-30T05:13:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-30T05:13:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Lily Allen "LDN"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">SO I found out that I will be going to collegiate highschool now. WOW! I get to be in classes with college people! sweetness! but, unfortunatly many people who go to OWC are those who couldn't get into a higher college, or they are simply afriad of leaving the nest (just most, not to bash any of you college attending OWCers), so most of my class mates will be... its too hard to explain and I am much to tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight I watched a movie about the lady who wrote Peter Rabbit. I liked it for ten minuets until a tragedy (but I shant give away the movie) and now I am still sad, sad lingering over how much I can get sucked into a movie. I cried for hours after watching "Blood Diamond" and still can't convince myself to buy diamonds. I sobbed (litterally) in "The Little Princess". I like movies. you can watch something, litterally get wrapped up in all the emotion with the characters, and within a few hours get back to your life. most of the time you just feel good about your life compared to the drama movies display.</content>
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    <title>dancing_queen85 @ 2007-05-11T14:17:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-11T19:40:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-11T19:40:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>lets get loud</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#98FB98" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are French Food&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CAFBCA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindoffoodareyouquiz/french-food.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snobby yet ubiquitous.&lt;br /&gt;People act like they understand you more than they actually do.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffoodareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Food Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your 80s Theme Song Is:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyour80sthemesongquiz/80s.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thriller by Michael Jackson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyour80sthemesongquiz/"&gt;What's Your 80s Theme Song?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Number is 7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatisyourlovenumberquiz/love.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you fall in love, you experience it to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;You are a cheerful, joyful soul - and you attract people easily.&lt;br /&gt;While you fall for people quickly, you also fall out of love quickly.&lt;br /&gt;It takes a dynamic, exciting lover to keep your attention long term!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourlovenumberquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Love Number?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Aura is Red&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourauraquiz/red.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a high level of emotion. This can mean passion, but it can also mean rage.&lt;br /&gt;Usually, you don't take these emotions out on others. You just use them as motivation - and it works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of your life: embracing all the wonders of the life, lots of travels, and tons of adventures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous reds include: Madonna, Marilyn Monroe, Jennifer Lopez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careers for you to try: Dancer, Boxer, Surgeon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourauraquiz/"&gt;What Color Is Your Aura?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Tuna Fish Sandwich&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsandwichareyouquiz/sandwich-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people just don't have a taste for you. You are highly unusual.&lt;br /&gt;And admit it, you've developed some pretty weird habits over the years.&lt;br /&gt;You may seem a bit unsavory from a distance, but anyone who gives you a chance is hooked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend: The Club Sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mortal enemy: The Turkey Sandwich&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsandwichareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Sandwich Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouch! Now I can go die....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Learning Style: Flexible and Adaptable&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoustudyquiz/esfp.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a great hands on learner, and you have an excellent memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Should Study:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting&lt;br /&gt;Architecture&lt;br /&gt;Creative Writing&lt;br /&gt;Design&lt;br /&gt;Foreign Languages and Literature&lt;br /&gt;Journalism&lt;br /&gt;Literature&lt;br /&gt;Music&lt;br /&gt;Photography&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoustudyquiz/"&gt;What Should You Study?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I'm done</content>
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    <title>in which I rant. and thats all.</title>
    <published>2007-05-11T19:13:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-11T19:13:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kiss me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey everybody. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss everyone, but I think I have FINALLY started to enjoy school. just as it is ending, go figure. I actually talk to people, somewhat. so I am going to forget about you all! just kidding... I still love you guys. for the most part..... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school today was aweful. Mandatory meeting in the gym for ALL students should include me. no no no, my HIstory teacher thought that a class office speaches was not important enough to miss his precious class. instead, we were the only class who had to stay in class and not to mention take 3 tests!!! so because he is behind in his teacher, we suffer. so that just set a faul mood for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since everyone decided to be lame and take summer classes (dang overacheivers) I think I'll just sit at home all day and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister is getting married in 15 days. yipeee!!!! I mean... how sad...&lt;br /&gt;actually, me and erica figured out that Elise moving out=her taking her stuff=me and erica have no shoes anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, so thats how I've been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sionara, it will probably be another few months till I update again so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy- I hate you for taking summer classes. :)&lt;br /&gt;Lance- have fun in Indiana&lt;br /&gt;Christian- I have school friends too now so HA! see ya in drivers ed!!&lt;br /&gt;Andrew- same as Joy&lt;br /&gt;Alex- one day you'll jave to educate me on all your Soviet Union knowledge you always talk about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no one else probably reads this, so goodbye.</content>
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    <title>we. are. FREEWRITING!</title>
    <published>2007-03-19T17:51:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-19T17:51:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fidelity</lj:music>
    <content type="html">haha, so anybody seen the list of sex offenders in your neighborhood? I've got 11 within a mile of my house. 28 within five miles of church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, its been a boring day.</content>
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    <title>ITs such a beatuful day!</title>
    <published>2007-02-26T20:48:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-26T20:48:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Baruch Adoni</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I officially woke up on the wrong side of the bed.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up still sick, and an hour late. but I improved my attitude as the day progressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO LANCE QUINLAN! (Quilin?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very comical conversation with Clint HUskin today. lol, he's hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;I think I've decided that tommow, instead of walking past Matt and looking away awkwardly, I'll just say "Hey Matt". have a little fun it... &lt;br /&gt;I beat Aaron Nelson to saying hello first, and he noticed. ha! the race is on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparetly Kmart is having a HUGE makeup sale, so thats where I'm headed after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thats my day</content>
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    <title>dancing_queen85 @ 2006-10-09T18:54:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-09T23:58:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-09T23:58:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bless her beautiful hyde</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Bleh... I think I will join JOy in her coma until wedenesday... make that friday after school I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a bad day. but I'll try to think positive....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian if you understand the math homework, I don't.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, I am ALMOST passing my science! which is a big deal for me :)</content>
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    <title>dancing_queen85 @ 2006-10-07T17:44:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-07T22:51:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-07T22:51:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>such great hights... compliments of phantom CD</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a Lavender Rose&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatcolorroseareyouquiz/lavender-rose.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You represent love at first sight and enchantment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your vibe: intense and intriguing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love with you is: deep and meaningful&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatcolorroseareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Rose Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little lat on this but oh well.... The first rose I got was slightly not appropriate so I changed a few questions... but they are sill true okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Style is 1950s&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatdecadematchesyourstylequiz/1950s.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High heels, pretty dresses, classic makeup...&lt;br /&gt;You're a feminine beauty who knows how to play up her assets!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatdecadematchesyourstylequiz/"&gt;What Decade Matches Your Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the 1940's 50's and some 50's! they remind me of swing dancing, pearls, and cold wars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last night was fun.. interestine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and I found a phantom CD in my CD player with no name on it... I haven't listened to it much but what I heard I ripped to me computer and they randomly come... I think I like it though!</content>
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    <title>dancing_queen85 @ 2006-09-12T22:23:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-13T03:27:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-13T03:27:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Beautiful Disaster</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey guys... I miss you all.. I feel so secluded and alone right now, I'm not even allow to comment on your guyes journals, which is REALLY hard. anyways, my parents said that until I get at least all b's, I can't use the computer.... and let me tell you it will be a looooooooooooooong time.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;but don't forget about me... think of me every comment you post and how much I'm gonna want to talk to you all. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a good night everyone!</content>
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    <title>seen you make miracles and hopeless dreams come true... so when are you going to step in?</title>
    <published>2006-09-11T02:19:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-11T02:19:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Can't Breathe</lj:music>
    <content type="html">don't you hate the feeling of knowing you let someone down?&lt;br /&gt;     don't you hate the feeling of wanting to speak your mind, but being held back by reality?&lt;br /&gt;     don't you hate the feeling of feeling almost worthlessness because you make bad grades in school and you social life?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya... me too.</content>
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    <title>dancing_queen85 @ 2006-09-09T01:07:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-09T06:09:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-09T06:09:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I wish You Knew</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Prison gates won't open up for me&lt;br /&gt;On these hands and knees I'm crawlin'&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I reach for you&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm terrified of these four walls&lt;br /&gt;These iron bars can't hold my soul in&lt;br /&gt;All I need is you&lt;br /&gt;Come please I'm callin'&lt;br /&gt;And Lord I scream for you&lt;br /&gt;Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Show me what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To be the last one standing&lt;br /&gt;And teach me wrong from right&lt;br /&gt;And I'll show you what I can be&lt;br /&gt;Say it for me&lt;br /&gt;Say it to me&lt;br /&gt;And I'll leave this life behind me&lt;br /&gt;Say it if it's worth saving me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven's gates won't open up for me&lt;br /&gt;With these broken wings I'm fallin'&lt;br /&gt;And all I see is you&lt;br /&gt;These city walls ain't got no love for me&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the ledge of the eighteenth story&lt;br /&gt;And Lord I scream for you&lt;br /&gt;Come please I'm callin'&lt;br /&gt;And all I need from you&lt;br /&gt;Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry I'm fallin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need is you&lt;br /&gt;Come please I'm callin'&lt;br /&gt;And Lord, I scream for you&lt;br /&gt;Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin', I'm fallin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry I'm fallin'</content>
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    <title>dancing_queen85 @ 2006-09-08T23:04:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-09T04:06:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-09T04:06:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Life House</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-16047" style="text-decoration:none; font-weight:bold; color:black; font-size:12px; cursor:default;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Personality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="width:155px; height:15px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid #960000;"&gt;&lt;div style="white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;"&gt;Neuroticism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding:0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;x=89290x585e97#s1" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; color:black;"&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:#FF0000; border-bottom:1px solid #960000; border-right:1px solid #960000; border-top:1px solid #FF6464; width:69%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColorStr=&amp;#39;#00FFFFFF&amp;#39;, EndColorStr=&amp;#39;#FF960000&amp;#39;);"&gt;&lt;div style="float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;"&gt;69&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid #000096;"&gt;&lt;div style="white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;"&gt;Extraversion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding:0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;x=89290x585e97#s2" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; color:black;"&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:#0000FF; border-bottom:1px solid #000096; border-right:1px solid #000096; border-top:1px solid #6464FF; width:54%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColorStr=&amp;#39;#00FFFFFF&amp;#39;, EndColorStr=&amp;#39;#FF000096&amp;#39;);"&gt;&lt;div style="float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;"&gt;54&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid #005A00;"&gt;&lt;div style="white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;"&gt;Openness To Experience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding:0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;x=89290x585e97#s3" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; color:black;"&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:#008000; border-bottom:1px solid #005A00; border-right:1px solid #005A00; border-top:1px solid #559F55; width:14%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColorStr=&amp;#39;#00FFFFFF&amp;#39;, EndColorStr=&amp;#39;#FF005A00&amp;#39;);"&gt;&lt;div style="float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;"&gt;14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid #907300;"&gt;&lt;div style="white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;"&gt;Agreeableness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding:0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;x=89290x585e97#s4" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; color:black;"&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:#FBD400; border-bottom:1px solid #907300; border-right:1px solid #907300; border-top:1px solid #FFF1AA; width:57%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColorStr=&amp;#39;#00FFFFFF&amp;#39;, EndColorStr=&amp;#39;#FF907300&amp;#39;);"&gt;&lt;div style="float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; 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height:15px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13659&amp;amp;sh=y&amp;amp;ms=y" target="_blank" style="margin-left:5px; margin-right:5px;"&gt;Test Yourself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt; &lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13659&amp;amp;sh=y&amp;amp;ms=y&amp;amp;ur=89290x585e97" target="_blank" style="margin-left:5px; margin-right:5px;"&gt;Compare Yourself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt; &lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;x=89290x585e97" target="_blank" style="margin-left:5px; margin-right:5px;"&gt;View Full Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-37074" style="text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; font-size:9px;"&gt;Bebo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.sheepskinleatherfactory.com.au/site_ugg.asp" style="text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; font-size:9px;"&gt;Discount Ugg Boots&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-21613" style="text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; font-size:9px;"&gt;MySpace Layouts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font style="text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; font-size:9px;"&gt; by Pulseware &lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au" style="text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; font-size:9px;"&gt;Survey Software&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apperantly I am vulnerable, excitment seeking, and modest....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah... I have SO much studying! thanks to Christians parents... jk. I need to study like crazy anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a good night everyone!</content>
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    <title>Somewhere Over the Rainbow....? I can't find it</title>
    <published>2006-09-07T20:55:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-07T20:55:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Black Roses Red</lj:music>
    <content type="html">boring day...I got my school picture back, even my mom told me I should get a redo, if that tells you anything. tomorrow is pj day, I need to go buy some to wear. but I'm home alone again. and I can't drive... blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO how is everyone?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian, you need to plan something for the weekend. or anyone who likes to plan... but we gotta do something for sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, I don't want to do homework. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse of the day!&lt;br /&gt;Eccleseastes 1:18  "For with much wisdom comes musch sorrow; the more knowledge, the more grief"   &lt;br /&gt;                                           -another reason to put off my homework!</content>
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    <title>dancing_queen85 @ 2006-09-06T21:01:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-07T02:04:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-07T02:04:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fever (Micheal Buble)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">blah blah blah.... homework. I've got it all night tonight. goodbye my friends, my family, my life.... I'll see you once the night is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farewell!</content>
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    <title>the relentless sundry has a consultation on the relenten confederates</title>
    <published>2006-09-06T01:41:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-06T01:41:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>raining men!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">blah... I hate failing school....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two f's and two b's... er, I've never been to public school before, but something tells me that, that is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where have all the good men gone&lt;br /&gt;And where are all the gods?&lt;br /&gt;Where's the street-wise Hercules&lt;br /&gt;To fight the rising odds?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?&lt;br /&gt;Late at night I toss and turn and dream of what I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I need a hero&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night&lt;br /&gt;He's gotta be strong&lt;br /&gt;And he's gotta be fast&lt;br /&gt;And he's gotta be fresh from the fight&lt;br /&gt;I need a hero&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light&lt;br /&gt;He's gotta be sure&lt;br /&gt;And it's gotta be soon&lt;br /&gt;And he's gotta be larger than life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere after midnight&lt;br /&gt;In my wildest fantasy&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere just beyond my reach&lt;br /&gt;There's someone reaching back for me&lt;br /&gt;Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up where the mountains meet the heavens above&lt;br /&gt;Out where the lightning splits the sea&lt;br /&gt;I would swear that there's someone somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Watching me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the wind and the chill and the rain&lt;br /&gt;And the storm and the flood&lt;br /&gt;I can feel his approach&lt;br /&gt;Like the fire in my blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m105/dancing_queen17/Picture032.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>"No mans worth crying over"</title>
    <published>2006-08-31T22:52:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-01T00:32:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well, it turns our my neighbors have wirless, allowing me to use the internet on my laptop. sweetness!  &lt;br /&gt;ugh, I'm so depressing. I REALLY REALLY REALLY want to go be with 'the gang' tonight, but my parents said no, I have to study. blah, who studies these days anyways? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not liking school to much, its alot more work than I expected and already there are rummers and stuff about me, everybody is viciouse about gossip at this school, "... so Ana I see your hanging around 'so and so' alot... hey hey!..." "... 'so and so' wants to know if you like him.." "... run, Ana, run, here he comes!..." "I over heard from Sally, that Joe t old Erma that you told Sam that you liked Jeff, is that true?" (me: NO ITS NOT TRUE, thank you very much!". it's still better than homeschool though, I'll give it that much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;weekend is soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it rains, it would be so perfect for the time, some hot coca would be nice too... passing grades wouldn't hurt either, oh and I also wouldn't mind a social life right now!  I'm not usually this negative, really... just sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I changed my theme and such, I'm not staisfied though... It kind of reminds me of Christmas.</content>
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    <title>well at least I have my pride.</title>
    <published>2006-08-12T21:19:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-12T21:19:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>green acers theme</lj:music>
    <content type="html">good evening everyone. life is good, we take it as we go, what else can I ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actaully, I've been bugged by a few things, more high school drama for me, but I'll try to keep things positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy and I got to go to kamrt again! thats always exciting, and we got some howie bread, not free this time, timmy wasn't woking. and some seatle drip and spent long converstaions in the kmart furniture section, talk about bonding time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I get to go to Joy's homegroup tonight, we'll prbably talk about God and fun things like that. and I'll get to meet the guy from Poland. so exciting. I feel insainly happy right now( as Joy puts it)  this is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is blah, but I can't expect more, I just wish I could be in a class with more people than  slowly matured tenth graders... ug. next semestere I will actually be in college classes.... so that'll be a little bit better.   and I have my first prom! yay, I have high expectations for that so hopefully it'll go as planed, considering its all the way in April, but you can never start planning too early, thats what I say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you ever feel like your doing something wrong when you go to the back of the foodworld where they keep storage and the restrooms?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, I miss everyone so much and I love you guys!</content>
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    <title>dancing_queen85 @ 2006-07-21T15:13:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-21T20:22:25Z</published>
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    <content type="html">today has been... nice. I saw a lady in the water...it was slighty dissapointing but overall pretty good. I came back to spend some time at Joy's house and she took me on an epic adventuer through the wild! we saw some spiders, I screamed a little and to make a long story short, Joy became my hero of the forrest. she swept me up and carried me to the road, away from the malicious spiders! okay, so not quit like that. I admit, the spiders were not mailicious just demented.  we came home, hydrated and talked about Joy's in home building plan. fun fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats been my day, tomorrow I assume will be boring but hey, whats a boring day every once in a while?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright now stay away from malicious demented spiders, and dignity, always dignity &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless!</content>
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    <title>dancing_queen85 @ 2006-07-15T15:20:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-15T20:32:26Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Holding out for a Hero</lj:music>
    <content type="html">good day to you all, I must admit my tongue (or in this case fingers) are fresh out of things to do and I truly only have blab to talk about... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     so yesterday I went to the methodist gym to exercise and the grummpy old lady would let us!! apperently, neither I nor Jasmine are 16, as you can imagine, we were crushed and had to bike to the Kmart to ease our weary souls, jasmine bought some hair dye for her and her mom and I was broke and bought... nothing.  so this whole bike fiasco I was struggling to keep up with Jasmine and I thought I was going to die!! I didn't know why I was having such a hard time riding a bike! then when I get home dad simply says "you know both your tires are completely flat?"  eesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     SO me, Allison, Joy, and Alex are going to see Pirates 2. tonight, Allisons the only one who hasn't seen it but the rest of us are just going for moral support. so 4:15 Niceville hint, hint... if anyone wants to join us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     uh, I was gonna post some pictures but I don't have time....&lt;br /&gt;well I've been really bored lately so... comment!</content>
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    <title>dancing_queen85 @ 2006-07-04T20:18:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-04T20:27:43Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Somebody to Love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hm... I wish I was at summer camp, I miss everybody. its so... small here. its like the middle of no where.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a blast on Sunday though. we went to my relatives farm -though, I don't really know how we are related- and rode horses. I actually got mine to run wich, now puts me in pain.... I also drove a fourwheeler over big corn feild hills and fun things like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've been paddle-boating and pontune boating everyday so far. my relatives are way into fishing.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lake is beautiful though, I'll post pictures when I get a chance.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny, everybody who lives on this lake has these fake geese on their lawns, heh, everybody know they're fake too... I guess it's the "cool" thing to do for the senior citisens</content>
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    <title>dancing_queen85 @ 2006-06-28T13:20:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-28T18:40:26Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Like We Never Loved at All</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This morning was dull, I hate when that happens... so I reluctantly report not much exciting news other than the the pyscho on the bike who nearly put me and Joy into cardiac arrest.... but its seems everybody has heard that one already... funney, Joy seems to always beat me to posting all the exciting news...  thats alright, I'm a slow typer anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I just love rainy days! especially I Joys house, I fell like some woodsy outdoors person here, and the rain just makes it beautiful. what a creation! I watched Singing in the Rain last night for the first time... I liked it, its funney how that guy can just sing and dance in the rain and no one gives him a second look but if I were to try....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Today, my mom told me I wasn't allowed to wear eyeshadow :(   I'll live though. just a little more plain than usual...  I like these little "..." thingies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Thank you God for all Your Creation, for giving me the pleasure of enjoying it!</content>
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