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  <title>I will KILL you to LOVE you.</title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Feb 2004 18:48:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;ve made the cuttttt..</title>
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  <description>Theres not really a lot of people that I took off this time. If you would like to stay and missed the post in which you had to comment, comment here and tell me if I made an error. I&apos;ll add you back if I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name__ashtraygirl_&apos; lj:user=&apos;_ashtraygirl_&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://users.livejournal.com/_ashtraygirl_/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://users.livejournal.com/_ashtraygirl_/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;_ashtraygirl_&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (but I&apos;m keeping &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name__bubblewrap_&apos; lj:user=&apos;_bubblewrap_&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://users.livejournal.com/_bubblewrap_/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://users.livejournal.com/_bubblewrap_/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;_bubblewrap_&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_blackfruitloop&apos; lj:user=&apos;blackfruitloop&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://blackfruitloop.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://blackfruitloop.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;blackfruitloop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (I&apos;m keeping &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_fuktupgrrl&apos; lj:user=&apos;fuktupgrrl&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://fuktupgrrl.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://fuktupgrrl.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;fuktupgrrl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_gothik_barby&apos; lj:user=&apos;gothik_barby&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://gothik-barby.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://gothik-barby.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;gothik_barby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_soldasfreedom&apos; lj:user=&apos;soldasfreedom&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://soldasfreedom.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://soldasfreedom.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;soldasfreedom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_static_lullaby&apos; lj:user=&apos;static_lullaby&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://static-lullaby.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://static-lullaby.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;static_lullaby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</description>
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  <lj:music>Yeah Yeah Yeah&apos;s - Date With a Night</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Feb 2004 22:05:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Friends cut, biatch.</title>
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  <description>Well.. my list has grown bigger than I thought it would! I never thought I would be doing one of these cuts but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyone that wants to stay comment. Anyone that wants to leave comment&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. I love you all and you&apos;re welcome to stay if you would like ♥</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 02 Dec 2003 23:23:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img2.photobucket.com/albums/v11/13sGh0uL/friendsonly.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends only. So fuck you. Add me and most likely I&apos;ll add you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are allready a friend before December 2, 2003, you&apos;re gonna stay a friend even if you don&apos;t comment once a week because you have all proved you are worthy :P yeah ok.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Nov 2003 06:29:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>UNCLE FUCKER!</title>
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  <description>Hey all.. woo today was kickass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Alannas at eh, about 3. We walked in the forest behind her house and found this well from World War I. We took some really big sticks and put them in there and something was clogging it.. we thought it was a body or something because when we took the stick out, it was red, and maybe it was blood. But there was water in the well and wouldn&apos;t the body be drained of blood by now? Hm I don&apos;t know. We went back to her house and played SSX Tricky and it was fun. Her mom then drove us back to my house in her ghetto car (yes, it&apos;s a Lincoln Navigator and we call it gewtto) and here we are. We redorded all of these funny things on my mic and sent them to Kaitlyn. We were singing the uncle fucker song and it was just hilarious. OOOH and let me add, we ate cheetos and cheese and crackers. Now, we&apos;re watching the South Park movie because it&apos;s the best movie.. not really. &lt;b&gt;The Texas Chainsaw Massacre&lt;/b&gt; is. Woot woot. Kenny just blew up because they replaced his heart with a baked potato. Ah, dontcha love em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, my teeth hurt really bad.. I don&apos;t know what the fuck is up. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you male or female?: Crossbreeding god Damn Son of a Bitch / Heroin Girl&lt;br /&gt;2. Describe yourself: Welcome to the Strange&lt;br /&gt;3. How do some people feel about you?: Uncle Fucker ;)&lt;br /&gt;4. How do you feel about yourself?: &lt;b&gt;Pathetic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Describe your girlfriend/boyfriend/interest: Nothin&apos; But A Good Time / Rebel Rebel&lt;br /&gt;6. Where would you rather be?: Santa Monica / Summerland&lt;br /&gt;7. Describe what you want to be: Bride of Frankenstine / Coke Whore&lt;br /&gt;8. Describe how you live: Left Behind&lt;br /&gt;9. Describe how you love: I Love Me / Let&apos;s FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;10. Share a few words of wisdom: I Take Drugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant I want to go to a Manson concert.. amen.</description>
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  <lj:music>ze South Park Movie!</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Nov 2003 21:03:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>GRANDE!!!</title>
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  <description>Uh yeah so.. you&apos;re sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know whats happening. Kaitlyn and I were talking and I&apos;m having doubts about some people. I hate how everyone changes and they think that I&apos;m changing. Bleck.. and then they try to fix me and shit.. and I also hate how people point out everything thats wrong with me and my life and it&apos;s like hello, my life not yours. I don&apos;t know what I&apos;m saying but hopefully someone does. Kaitlyn is awesome and she&apos;s always there for me. I don&apos;t know if I&apos;ve ever given her the best adive but I suck at that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m about this close *holds up fingers* to giving up to relegion. My dad&apos;s telling me it&apos;s not good. I&apos;m even telling myself it&apos;s not good. It causes problems. Whatever...</description>
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  <lj:music>Kim Possible!</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>I&apos;m retarded..</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Nov 2003 15:00:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You say you&apos;ll love me forever, then you spit on me..</title>
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  <description>Thanksgiving. Have a good one to all of my LJ friends :D I probably won&apos;t because Thanksgiving means being with my fucking family that I hate. My aunt isn&apos;t eben going to be there because she&apos;s buried in some graveyard in Pennsylvania, and sadly I live in New Jersey. Whatever. I like cranberries. I never eat on Thanksgiving and every week after my mom takes me to the doctor because she thinks I&apos;m anorexic. Ok yeah I&apos;m not skinny. Correct me if I&apos;m wrong, but people that are anorexic just have skin on their bones and like no fat whatsoever. I don&apos;t know that I&apos;m sure about it but thats what it seems like. They have to have &lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt; fat, because if they didn&apos;t wouldn&apos;t they die? Gah I&apos;m so retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I would like a new icon. But I need to learn how to get that fancy font so I can make it. Beh, I have some downloaded but I don&apos;t know how to get them onto my fucking computer. If you can help me with this pleeeeease tell me?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2003 15:54:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>WEE OH MAN!</title>
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  <description>I went to the concert yesterday. &lt;u&gt;It was the best day of my life.&lt;/u&gt; I had so much fun. This is going to be really long, so if you wanna read it all, click the linkie thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo aren&apos;t I fancy using a code now? Mmhmm oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok my mom and I left at around 10. But first we had to go to the mall to pick up something for my little cousin&apos;s birthday. My mom was like &quot;yeah let&apos;s go get you boots&quot;... so being the little &apos;poser&apos; I am I went into Hot Topic and got some plats. If anyone has a problem with that, &lt;b&gt;fuck you&lt;/b&gt; because I don&apos;t have enough money to go get the fucking custom made ones. Anywho.. I got my boots and they&apos;re like 4/5&apos;&apos; high and they&apos;re awesome. After that we went into the city. We drove around for a bit and we were in the village. I got a &lt;b&gt; Marilyn Manson&lt;/b&gt; patch (a red and yellow one from Smells Like Children) and a green and black &lt;b&gt;Everclear&lt;/b&gt; one. Yeah that was fun. We went to this really good pasta place for lunch and it was the best. I called Brian because he was out of school too. I don&apos;t know why I called him, my mom just asked me to call someone and he was the only one out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we went to the village, we parked in another parking lot. We bought a camera at one of the biggest Duane Read&apos;s (drug store / pharmacy) that I&apos;ve ever fucking seen. It had two floors and an escalator leading from the first to the second. It was huuuuuuuuge. After this, we went to Madam Tussous Wax Museum and it was amazing. THere were all these famous people who were made into wax. It was so cool. They had &lt;b&gt;Jimi Hendrix, The Beatles, Mick Jagger (but he looked dumb), Prince, N*Sync (hahahaha), James Dean and Marilyn Monroe, Babe Ruth&lt;/b&gt;, and a lot of other people. They had a French decapitation room too. I wouldn&apos;t go in it hahaha. It was really cool. After such, we went to Starbucks and had a gingerbread latte. It was the best cup of coffee I ever had. We walked around the little block thing and then went into Sanrio because I really like that store. Don&apos;t ask why. And I got this glitter poweder and it was the best. I put it all over my face in the store then my mom said she would buy it for me.. wee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then we went into B.B. Kings (the venue the concert was at). It was really nice. This bald guy was like &quot;you guys are the first two to arrive. You get to pick your seats when you get into the concert place&quot; and I was about to cry. He gave us these little red tickets that said 1 and 2 on them and I felt so lucky. It was 6 and we couldn&apos;t go into the concert place yet (it&apos;s hard to explain -- there was like 2 separate rooms. One was a big room with chairs, a bar, a stage, and bathrooms, which was where he was playing. And another was a resturaunt / bar where you sat and had a few drinks). We couldn&apos;t go into the room with the stage in it but I passed it and I saw Art doing a sound check! I started to cry and it was awesome. Then we went into the bar / food place and got some drinks. We had to wait like an hour and a half before they called us. This was awesome because since we had tickets 1 and 2 we got to pick where we wanted to sit. I was so happy. I felt so lucky... and I was gonna cry haha. Anywho, we picked a seat right in front of the stage. We had to wait 2 hours until the opening band came on, so we played hangman and ate french fries to pass the time. The first band came on and they really sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was like a 20 minute intermission. My mom told me to write Art a love note, and I did, and I put it under his amp where he would see it and the stage crew wouldn&apos;t take it away. But then the show started. I was crying. Here&apos;s the playlist. You proably wont know some of the songs but I&apos;m posting it anyway. The ones that have stars next to them I&apos;ll explain at the end.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs From an American Movie&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful*&lt;br /&gt;Brown Eyed Girl&lt;br /&gt;Heartspark Dollarsign *&lt;br /&gt;Everything to Everyone&lt;br /&gt;Pink Cadillac *&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry&lt;br /&gt;Here we Go Again*&lt;br /&gt;Father of Mine&lt;br /&gt;Volvo Driving Soccer Mom **&lt;br /&gt;Santa Monica&lt;br /&gt;Twistinside&lt;br /&gt;Why I don&apos;t beleive in God********&lt;br /&gt;Summerland&lt;br /&gt;I will Buy You a New Life*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Wonderful - He saw me crying and winked at me&lt;br /&gt;*Heartspark Dollarsign - He picked me to go onstage with him to shake the mirracas because I had big boobies!&lt;br /&gt;*Pink Cadillac - A Bruce Springsteen cover&lt;br /&gt;*Here we Go Again - All he said was &quot;HERES A SONG ABOUT &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;SEX!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Volvo Driving Soccer Mom - He had 3 girls and 4 boys go onstage and dance like strippers, but the guys had to dance for the girls and it was soooooo funny!&lt;br /&gt;*Why I don&apos;t Beleive in God - It was the end of the show and he was taking requests. I was screaming at him and he came over to me and asked me what I wanted to hear. At first I said &quot;Hating you for Christmas&quot; and he told me no because he would cry. But then he asked me to pick something else and I said &quot;Why I don&apos;t Beleive in God&quot;. He told me I had a very good taste and he would think about it because it was a depressing song. He took someone elses request, the Twistinside, then he played mine. I started crying really hard because I love that song so much. He came down by the stage and winked at me and asked me if I wanted to sing the last line, which was &quot;I&apos;ve heard the truth about you..&quot; and I did and it was the best.&lt;br /&gt;I Will Buy You a New Life - This taught me a lesson. I always thought it was about money because it went &quot;I will buy you a garden where your flowers can bloom I will buy you a new car perfect shiny and new, I will buy you a big house way up in the west hills, I will buy you a new life, oh yes I will&quot; but he said &quot;IF ANYONE TRIES TO TELL YOU THIS IS ABOUT MONEY TELL THEM TO &lt;b&gt;FUCK OFF&lt;/b&gt;&quot; and he went into an explination about what it was about. I love him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that was the playlist. He played them so awesomely. When the concert was over, he came and layed down on the stage right by me and was like &quot;hi!&quot; and gave me a hug! (ha gave me several hugs during the show)So after we talked about music and shit and he let me touch his arm! It had the Powerpiff Girls on it and I thought it was the best. I just love him. My mom talked to him and called him &quot;artie&quot; and he was like, no call me Art! And Thats when I have him my note. He said thank you, put it in his pocket, and he kissed my head. He was like to my mom &quot;you have one great daughter&quot; and I was speechless. We just sat there while he signed and it was the best. We had to go so I said &quot;bye Art!&quot; and he gave me a hug and signed the playlist I wrote in eyeliner during the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the best night &lt;u&gt;ever.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>The Vines (?)</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Nov 2003 13:28:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>We can live beside the ocean..</title>
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  <description>Today is the concert. Wee ooooh wee ooooh. I woke up at 8 instead of at 10 like planned. Whatever, I&apos;m going to the show and I don&apos;t give two shits. Doors open at 6. My mom and me are leaving at like 11 to go into the city and I guess we&apos;re gonna shop for 6 hours. Seems fun. We&apos;re going to the West End/Village where all of the &quot;punker&quot; stuff is, as my mom would say. I&apos;m going to see if they have any Murderdolls / FDQ merchandise, or my plat boots. I can&apos;t wait.. this is going to be awesome. I wanna go to IHOP for breakfast. Haven&apos;t been there in a while. But we&apos;re going to some fancy place for lunch so I won&apos;t make my mom take me out twice haha.. I need a job and I need money. Sucks the drinking age is 21. Motherfucker! Beh I need a cigarette. Haven&apos;t had one of htose puppies in a long time. Behhhh the maids are back! Wee thank god my room was getting really messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok yeah I made orange tea.. see you all later &amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Nov 2003 20:51:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>WEE I GOT 15 COMMENTS!</title>
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  <description>Thank you everyone for commenting ♥ It means a lot. I never get comments on blurty or anything but it seems that I do on LJ :D Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my last day of school. Yippee. I&apos;m going into the city with my mommy tomorrow and to see an Everclear concert. Well no, it&apos;s just the lead singer on his solo tour but I&apos;ve been to it 2 years ago and it was absoloutely magnificent. I hate how people call the studded belts &quot;emo belts&quot; or the thick black glasses &quot;emo glasses&quot;. Just because a lot of emo people wear them doesn&apos;t necessarily mean they&apos;re emo does it? No.. it doesn&apos;t make any sense. I was talking to this girl in my school and I showed her a picture of Acey Slade ♥ and she was like &quot;why is he wearing an emo belt?&quot; and I&apos;m like.. what the fuck. Eh I don&apos;t know I speak my mind too much. It&apos;s just.. blah and it annoys me. I wear &quot;emo glasses&quot; and I really dislike emo. So.. I guess people can call me a &quot;poser&quot; for it or whatever but I don&apos;t give two shits. I really don&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know where my background went to :(</description>
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  <lj:music>Murderdolls - 197666 &lt;3</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>D.E.A.D thats how I wanna be!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Nov 2003 16:01:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>PICTURES!!</title>
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  <description>Ok yeah so I don&apos;t feel like typing a long entry so I&apos;m going to post some pictures of me and my ugly face. Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&apos;ljparseerror&apos;&gt;[&lt;b&gt;Error:&lt;/b&gt; Irreparable invalid markup (&apos;&amp;lt;img [...] http://volcano.photobucket.com/albums/v11/13sgh0ul/hand.jpg&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&apos;) in entry.  Owner must fix manually.  Raw contents below.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;width: 95%; overflow: auto&quot;&gt;Ok yeah so I don&amp;#39;t feel like typing a long entry so I&amp;#39;m going to post some pictures of me and my ugly face. Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;lj-cut text=&amp;quot;Hey you.. over here.&amp;quot; &amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;img src=&amp;quot;http://volcano.photobucket.com/albums/v11/13sGh0uL/me_in_bathroom.jpg&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats me in Katie&amp;#39;s bathroom with her digital camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;img src=&amp;quot;http://volcano.photobucket.com/albums/v11/13sGh0uL/hand.jpg&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hand, and my LJ username.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;img src=&amp;quot;http://volcano.photobucket.com/albums/v11/13sGh0uL/katie_and_I.jpg&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me leaning on Katie&amp;#39;s shoulder. Her hand says on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;img src=&amp;quot;http://volcano.photobucket.com/albums/v11/13sGh0uL/for_ftj.gif&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me sitting by a fireplace (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;img src=&amp;quot;http://volcano.photobucket.com/albums/v11/13sGh0uL/cones.jpg&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian and Damian with cones on their heads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;img src=&amp;quot;http://volcano.photobucket.com/albums/v11/13sGh0uL/damian_with_locker.jpg&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;img src=&amp;quot;http://volcano.photobucket.com/albums/v11/13sGh0uL/17f23f08.jpg&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALYSSA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;img src=&amp;quot;http://volcano.photobucket.com/albums/v11/13sGh0uL/me_in_bathroom.jpg&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whispers* eww look at her!&lt;br /&gt;Ok thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;lt;/lj=cut&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// Edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows how to download fonts, could you please help me or something? I spent like an hour trying to figure it out and it didn&amp;#39;t work. Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Manson</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Manson</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 22 Nov 2003 13:23:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>COCAINE!!!</title>
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  <description>Yesterday was Friday. Today is Saturday. Tomorrow is Sunday. The day after tomorrow is Monday. The day after is Monday and I am going to see the front man from Everclear perform his solo tour in New York. I can not wait. My mom is taking me out of school and I am just so happy. We&apos;re going shopping in the Village and everything. I&apos;m hoping they have some platform boots because I need a new pair. Wee I really can&apos;t wait for Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to Katies house and took some pictures. We went to the madcap dance. My school has the gayest dances ever but we decided to go cause Matt was going. It turned out to be really fun. They were playing rap and all but I think we had a good time pretending to grind and be high. After it was over at like 10, me, Katie, Mia, Hang, Jessica, and George went uptown to Hillmans (pizza place) and got something to drink. We saw Anastacio in the chink food place. Katie and I ran in and gave him hugs. I miss him a lot. He skipped a grade and I haven&apos;t seen him in &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;forever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. It sucks though because we were really good friends... whatever. Next year is going to be better than this year. It&apos;s got to be. Because if it&apos;s this year I think I might just go insane. It&apos;s not that I don&apos;t like school or anything, because I do... I can&apos;t really explain it. No one wants to hear anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a cricket inside my gecko&apos;s cage and it&apos;s chirping and driving me INSANE. God damn. My gecko glows in the dark!</description>
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  <lj:music>Poison - Fallin Angel</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>Drug addictish.. yeah</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2003 21:53:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Chikka cherry cola..</title>
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  <description>I just found out that Blink 182 had a song called Waggy. I love it. That name.. it&apos;s just so fucking great. I think I might have knew about it before because it sounds farmilliar but whatever. That was useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.. I found an old picture from last December when Brian and I were closer. His hair was semi long and I put it in individual pony tail type things with different colored rubber bands. Those were the good days when there was no fighting and I was fat and ugly like I am now. Eh whatever the matter is, we were friends then and now we&apos;re just.. distant from each other, I guess you could see. Katie too. I want to be friends with them again. It would really kick ass. I miss it... the days when Brian would laugh when I said something and not call me a fucker or something like that. What am I complaining about... I have a cold Corona on the left of me and the best book in the world on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt was just here. I swear she&apos;s the coolest. She was like tapping on Filbert&apos;s (my gecko) cage and screaming at it and it was the funniest thing that she ever did. I told her it screamed and she was like &quot;well, when I scream at it it doesn&apos;t scream back&quot; and I don&apos;t know why I just started laughing hysterically. Then I showed her my new computer and made her a John Rzeznik graphic on it. I think John Rzeznik is so beautiful. I don&apos;t think guys like that are hot but I don&apos;t know what it is about him.. bleh. My mom, my aunt, and her friend Cathy are going to see Counting Crows tonight. I wish I could go. Sadly it&apos;s a 21 and older thing so I couldn&apos;t... I like Counting Crows.. again not my kind but they&apos;re awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should go. IM me : &lt;b&gt;VampireL0veDoLL&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2003 21:22:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>...</title>
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  <description>I was reading something and I came across this poem.. and I loved it and cried for like 5 minutes because it&apos;s so sad. I think I&apos;m gonna type it all out and post it on here. It&apos;s semi long but I think everyone should read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines&lt;br /&gt;He wrote a poem and called it Chops&lt;br /&gt;Because that was the name of his dog&lt;br /&gt;And that’s what it was all about&lt;br /&gt;And his teacher gave him an A&lt;br /&gt;And a gold star&lt;br /&gt;And his mother hung it on the kitchen door&lt;br /&gt;And read it to his aunts&lt;br /&gt;That year Father Tracy&lt;br /&gt;Took all the kids to the zoo&lt;br /&gt;And he let them sing on the bus&lt;br /&gt;And his little sister was born&lt;br /&gt;With tiny toenails and hair&lt;br /&gt;And his mother and father kissed a lot&lt;br /&gt;And the girl around the corner&lt;br /&gt;Sent him a Valentine with a row of x’s&lt;br /&gt;And he had to ask his father what the x’s meant&lt;br /&gt;And his father tucked him into bed at night&lt;br /&gt;He was always there to do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once on a piece of paper with blue lines&lt;br /&gt;He wrote a poem&lt;br /&gt;And he called it “Autumn”&lt;br /&gt;Because that was the name of the season&lt;br /&gt;And that was what it was all about&lt;br /&gt;And his teacher gave him an A&lt;br /&gt;And asked him to write more clearly&lt;br /&gt;And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door&lt;br /&gt;Because of it’s new paint&lt;br /&gt;And the kids told him&lt;br /&gt;That Father Tracy smoked cigars&lt;br /&gt;And left butts on the pews&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes burned holes&lt;br /&gt;That was the year his sister got new glasses&lt;br /&gt;With thick lenses and black frames&lt;br /&gt;And the girl around the corner laughed&lt;br /&gt;When he asked her to go see Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;And the children told him why&lt;br /&gt;His mother and father kissed a lot&lt;br /&gt;And his father never tucked him in at night&lt;br /&gt;And got mad&lt;br /&gt;When he cried when he begged him to do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once from a piece of paper torn from his notebook&lt;br /&gt;He wrote a poem&lt;br /&gt;And called it “Innocence: A Question”&lt;br /&gt;Because that was the question about his girl&lt;br /&gt;And his professor gave him an A&lt;br /&gt;And a strange steady look&lt;br /&gt;And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door&lt;br /&gt;Because he never showed her&lt;br /&gt;That was the year Father Tracy died&lt;br /&gt;And he forgot how the end&lt;br /&gt;Of the Apostle’s Creed went&lt;br /&gt;And he caught his sister&lt;br /&gt;Making out on the back porch&lt;br /&gt;And his mother and father never kissed&lt;br /&gt;Or even talked&lt;br /&gt;And the girl around the corner&lt;br /&gt;wore too much makeup&lt;br /&gt;That made him cough when he kissed her&lt;br /&gt;But he kissed her anyway&lt;br /&gt;Because that was the thing to do&lt;br /&gt;At three A.M. he tucked himself into bed&lt;br /&gt;With his father snoring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s why on the back of a brown paper bag&lt;br /&gt;He tried another poem&lt;br /&gt;And he called it “Absolutely Nothing”&lt;br /&gt;Because that’s what it was really about&lt;br /&gt;And he gave himself an A&lt;br /&gt;And a slash on each fucking wrist&lt;br /&gt;And hung it on the bathroom door&lt;br /&gt;Because this time he didn’t think&lt;br /&gt;He could reach the kitchen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>SlipKnoT - The Shape</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2003 01:02:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>...Blahhhh</title>
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  <description>Ugh I&apos;m &lt;u&gt;dying!&lt;/u&gt; Today was fucking mix it up day at my school. We had to sit with someone at lunch that we never sit with. So I sat by Melissa, Marlon, John, Corey, and Frank. Yeah. I didn&apos;t wanna do it. I don&apos;t like some of the people in my school. It coulda been worse. I could have had to sit by this girl Tallia.. god fucking dammit she pisses me off. This one time in gym class (sounds like America Pie haha) I put on Murderdolls (we can play music) and she was like what the fuck is this shit? I was like it&apos;s Murderdolls.. and she&apos;s like yeah they suck. I went &lt;b&gt;fucking ape&lt;/b&gt; on her fat ass. I was like &quot;All you fucking like is rap. You never give any other genre of music a change. If you hear one song with a heavy guitar riff you fucking hate it.&quot; And ever since that day I&apos;ve hated her. It looks like someone took her head and squished it between their fingers.. it&apos;s irregularly shaped. What a whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went and got &lt;b&gt;The Perks of Being a Wallflower&lt;/b&gt;. I started reading it allready and it&apos;s a really good book. I also got another book called &quot;Graverobbing&quot; or something like that. It seems good. I know what I&apos;m getting Kaitlyn for Christmas :D This weekend, Jen, Meghan, and me are going shopping at the Garden State Plaza. We were originally gonna go to the Palisades (like last time) but again my mom cancelled out our plans. Bah. Whatever.. we&apos;ll have fun I hope. Oh, and &lt;b&gt;I GOT A CELL PHONE!!!&lt;/b&gt; It&apos;s about fucking time. Ahh whats even nicer is my mom&apos;s company pays for it.... when I go to the school basketball games (it&apos;s an excuse to go to 7-11) I can call her from &lt;i&gt;my phone&lt;/i&gt; instead of annoying people to borrow theirs. HA. WEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m gonna go now. Someone IM me.. anyone : &lt;u&gt;VampireL0veDoLL&lt;/u&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Marilyn Manson - King Kill 33o</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>WEEEEE OHHHHH!!!!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Nov 2003 20:53:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SHES MY CHEERY PIE!</title>
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  <description>Hey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone for those comments.. it seems like a little amount for some people that get like 40 a day or something but 10 is a lot for me haha. It makes me thing people actually read this :D And I&apos;m still pondering about how many friends you can have on this thing.. blehhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I was talking to John about how we both think Mrs. Johnson (reading / history teacher) is racist. Ricky (he&apos;s black) went up to ask her if she was Republican or Democratic and she went fuckin ape on him. So tomorrow me and John are gonna ask her if she&apos;s a republican or not and see if she says anything. This will be interesting. Ahh I have Mrs. Robb for history now. She&apos;s so fucking awesome. She put me by Chris because she knows we&apos;re friends and she put no one else by their friends. Haha wee. I&apos;d like to think she did it personally but I know she didn&apos;t. And I got a fucking 76 average in science which fucking sucks. I&apos;m gonna get fuckin grounded because it&apos;s not on &lt;b&gt;fucking&lt;/b&gt; honor roll. Oh man I have to like.. get smart kid grades dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh I have to go call my mom now so she can bring me to the bookstore later.. I wanna get &lt;b&gt;the Perks of Being a Wallflower&lt;/b&gt;. I hear it&apos;s like.. really good. Has anyone read it?</description>
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  <lj:music>Marilyn Manson - Cake and Sodomy</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>Boreddddddd as fuck</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 16 Nov 2003 19:02:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m kicking..</title>
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  <description>Wow I got 6 comments on that last entry there. Thats a lot for me since I never get more than like 8... I need to get friends. Can you have as many as you want on livejournal? I hope.. that&apos;d be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to see Elf... yadda yadda yadda.. I saw it twice now. Damn. I went with Meghan and we forgot to call Jen. I feel bad haha. We were &lt;i&gt;supposed&lt;/i&gt; to go to the Palisades mall to go shopping but it didn&apos;t happen. My mom and Tia went to Toys R Us and when they came back at like 10 last night my aunt gave me 2 shots of Jack Daniels. For that minute I thought I was Joey Jordison. Wee! Jack and Coke rockin it yoooo. I watched the Murderdolls DVD at like.. 3 in the morning and I woke up my mom which caused yelling and screaming and me eventually not sleeping until 5. And I woke up this morning at like 8. It pissed me off how I can&apos;t sleep past 11 because I would really like to. AND HOLY FUCK THIS MORNING I GOT A NEW TOASTER! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Edit-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s a quiz I stole from &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/~eli_miss_667&quot;&gt;eli_miss_667&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.quizilla.com/S/sinizuh/1037688695_xquizescam.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;won&amp;#39;t you love me? :-)&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&apos;m the cam whore of Livejournal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com/users/sinizuh/quizzes/Why%20do%20people%20read%20your%20Livejournal%3F/&quot;&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;Why do people read your Livejournal?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot;&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com&quot;&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Twiggy Ramirez cribs</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>Hyper as fuck!!!!!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 14 Nov 2003 20:57:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>..I hate...</title>
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  <description>Today sucked.. like.. crazyness. Eh whatever.. I think I&apos;m going to the Palasades mall tomorrow with Jen and Meghan. This should be fun. We&apos;re gonna ride the roller coaster, if it&apos;s still there, that is. My mom has to take us.. boo. Ugh.. my mom does a lot for me I guess but she&apos;s still a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah the good part of my day was hanging out with Chris 8th period. We were having thumb wars and such. It was great. He&apos;s really awesome. I don&apos;t know why some people don&apos;t like him.. he&apos;s cool. He beat me in &lt;u&gt;mercy.&lt;/u&gt; NO ONE beats me in mercy.... ugh.. well he&apos;s guy so I guess guys are supposed to be stronger or something? Well yeah now my dads talking to me about organized relegion and how it sucks and I&apos;m not really paying attention. Ha, I love my dad. He wouldn&apos;t let me go to a Catholic high school because you&apos;re forced to take a relegion class or something? I found that outrageously funny. Maybe outrageously wasnt the right word. Eh whatever he&apos;s awesome and I love him. He needs to go get me a new gecko soon. And we still need to go shopping for a new toaster. Maybe I&apos;ll do that tomorrow or Sunday or something. Whateverrrrrrr...</description>
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  <lj:mood>...fuck you.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Nov 2003 21:50:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>...fucker!</title>
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  <description>I typed this mother fucking entry 3 fucking times and it seems to be deleting itself. MOTHER FUCKER DICK FACE!! UGH OH MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh whatever. Heres some quizzes. Too lazy to put the cut code in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.com/virginwhorequiz.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.net/virgin-and-whore.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;half virgin half whore&quot; width=&quot;150&quot; height=&quot;150&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You Are &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.com/virginandwhore.html&quot;&gt;1/2 Virgin, 1/2 Whore&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50-50, baby! Ah, you are fairly normal. You have sex, though to you it&apos;s not more exciting than a new designer outfit.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secretly, you are a adventurous soul just waiting for someone to take control. Open up a little, and you&apos;ll show your guy the best sex ever.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s nothing to be afraid of - except fainting from multiple orgasms!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are great at kissing, getting yourself off, and using your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.com/virginwhorequiz.html&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;+1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Do Girls Whisper Behind Your Back? Virgin or Whore Quiz Tells All!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.com/&quot;&gt;More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.com/passionquiz.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.net/scarlet-passion.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;scarlet passion&quot; width=&quot;150&quot; height=&quot;150&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Your Passion is Scarlet!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re more than passionate - you&apos;re burning hot!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a serious thing for you, and you don&apos;t take the game lightly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always open to passion... in every possibile form.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt about it... you&apos;re a wild ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.com/passionquiz.html&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;+1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Color Is Your Passion?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.com/&quot;&gt;More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.com/boobjobquiz.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.com/perfectboobs1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;perfect boobs&quot; width=&quot;150&quot; height=&quot;150&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Mmmmm...Your Boobs Are Perfect!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shapeley, firm, and a total man pleaser. Well, at least for now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that beauty fades (unless you have a fake pair)!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your perfect breasts eventually will go sour - and South!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.com/boobjobquiz.html&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;+1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do *You* Need a Boob Job? Click Here to Find Out!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.com/&quot;&gt;More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; </description>
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  <lj:music>AFI - Silver and Cold</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2003 12:54:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Take me down to the paradise city..</title>
  <link>http://glam-zombie.livejournal.com/1103.html</link>
  <description>Yeah so my mom woke me up late and I still somehow find time to update. I love how &lt;b&gt;everyone&lt;/b&gt; reads this and comments.. yeah.. woo.. sarcasm. I hate it. I need to take a 10 page long science test tomorrow. Fun. I haven&apos;t even studied.. I think I need to call Alanna or something and make her cram this shit into my brain since it seems I can&apos;t do it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a catttttt.. my mom won&apos;t let me get one. Figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think today I&apos;m going to make an attempt to walk across town to the plaza and go and get this necklace I want. Hot Topic&apos;s gay, and I onlt get my band shirts and pants there (pfft, poseur) but I want this necklace and yeah it&apos;s really cool.. I can&apos;t find it anywhere else so I have to resort to Hot Topic... and some porn person just Immed me asking me if I was single and I asked them if they had a bologna sandwich. Ha, I love my originality. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go back to Collegiate school. It&apos;s gotta happen at one time or  another... and I wanna go now. I miss Alanna / Jilliane / Arisale / Jeremy / Danielle / Jared and everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with this complaining. I&apos;m going to go to school now and then watch a zombie movie later on. PAYCE.</description>
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  <lj:music>Guns n Roses</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2003 20:36:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Run your empty rain down on mei&amp;gt;</title>
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  <description>Today was... dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate how I can&apos;t really get along with my reading teacher. It&apos;s not like she&apos;s a bitch or anything, we just argue a lot. Like about how shopping is less important than music. People have diffrent opinions and I&apos;m fine with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Katie and I went around the courtyard singing &quot;I Beleive in a Thing Called Love&quot; by the Darkness. Haha it&apos;s an awesome song. The rest of the CD is good too. I GOT THE MURDERDOLLS RE RELEASE OF BEYOND THE VALLEY OF THE MURDERDOLLS ON SATURDAY &lt;b&gt;AND I LOVE IT!!!!&lt;/b&gt; AHh, it came with like the best DVD in the world. ::sigh:: I want to meet them. When I do, Shannon and I are gonna have a 3 some with Eric and it&apos;s going to be the best. ERIC AHH. Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to talk to John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss Damian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.</description>
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  <lj:music>Blink 182 - I&apos;m Sorry</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>Stupidddd.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Nov 2003 21:01:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title> I love to say fuck</title>
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  <description>Yeah so I got a livejournal. :) weeee. I really wanted one and yeah now I don&apos;t know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I&apos;m going to be going to Bergen Tech? I don&apos;t know.. not smart enough probably. Fuck. Mmhmm.. oh yeah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I sat with Marlon (the coolest kid ever)in gym and during this assembly thing. We were saying how if you defrosted frozen soup, it wouldn&apos;t be as soupy? Haha, that kid is awesome. I need to learn how to upload pictures on this fucking thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. I want to go do something worth doing. MMhmm.</description>
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