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  <title>This Is Ground Control To Major Tom</title>
  <subtitle>I Don't Believe In Modern Love</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>sean</name>
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  <updated>2006-02-28T22:58:41Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:6192</id>
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    <title>random update</title>
    <published>2006-02-28T22:58:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-28T22:58:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hoods-another suicide</lj:music>
    <content type="html">whooooooooooooaaaa!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:5953</id>
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    <title>oh</title>
    <published>2005-11-30T02:19:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-30T02:19:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>silence.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i'm now being threatened to be sent to boot camp due to my grades.&lt;br /&gt;my parents are completely nuts, my dad threatened to drive the 55 miles all the way from san jose to tracy, just to "beat the shit out of me", for asking him to listen to me. this is a completely fucked situation, and i've ran out of things to say. peace.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:5821</id>
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    <title>sorry.</title>
    <published>2005-10-25T19:52:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-25T19:52:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>andre nickatina-honeycomb.mp4</lj:music>
    <content type="html">sorry to all of kate's friends&lt;br /&gt;for her bitching about me&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;peace</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:5607</id>
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    <title>these last few days</title>
    <published>2005-10-24T17:58:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-24T17:58:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>afireinside-morningstar</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so&lt;br /&gt;i miss her, it's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;i took time to settle things, and realized that i need her in my life, and future.&lt;br /&gt;my life has been so dull during this ridiculous "break" that never should have happened.&lt;br /&gt;i've been obviously fucked up with not answering my phone, and not really getting on the internet, but i was only trying to figure things out.&lt;br /&gt;this one's for her....&lt;br /&gt;i love you kate.&lt;br /&gt;ps: lb is a go.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:5240</id>
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    <title>i went skating the other day</title>
    <published>2005-10-14T03:38:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-14T03:47:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the rapture-black everything</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img92.imageshack.us/img92/2082/bssuskes5pc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img125.imageshack.us/img125/76/fslip7lp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img258.imageshack.us/img258/1325/fsk9oy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img91.imageshack.us/img91/4924/bsng1tf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preston was ripping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img376.imageshack.us/img376/5706/leader17bi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img376.imageshack.us/img376/2646/leader20un.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he can fly, brah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:5091</id>
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    <title>mundane</title>
    <published>2005-09-28T04:34:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-28T04:35:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>david bowie-life on mars?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">life is so routine.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:4620</id>
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    <title>brokeoff @ 2005-09-26T08:40:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-26T15:46:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-26T15:46:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>natasha bedingfield-these words</lj:music>
    <content type="html">weekends...&lt;br /&gt;saturday, i left kate's at around 1, came home, immediately showered and basically had to leave for san jose. got there and spent the most part of the day and the next with my family over there, it was cool. played around with lifted's myspace and such. i gotta go, the get out of class bell just rung...peace</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:4369</id>
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    <title>brokeoff @ 2005-09-24T16:16:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-24T23:20:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-24T23:22:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>afi-i wanna get a mohawk</lj:music>
    <content type="html">had a wondrful friday you guys&lt;br /&gt;no school, kate shredded 4th block and came up. hung for a while, i became strangely aroused by gay men on room raiders...:(. left my house, went to livermore, i got me a copy of BAKER3. yesss. after that, went to dinner at sweet tomatoes, had quite a bit of brownies with ice cream and such all over them, they were delicious. after that, we went to the football game, and saw some kids. we then began the search for robbie baker, frist, go to his house like 5 times, then call his house around 5 times, then, he finally calls, he's at his dad's so we meet him, and i began singing mike jones quite audibly, wow. chilled, went back to kate's and slept.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:4153</id>
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    <title> in a constant heaven</title>
    <published>2005-09-19T15:32:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-19T15:32:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>mike jones-still tippin'</lj:music>
    <content type="html">eff mondays&lt;br /&gt;so tired&lt;br /&gt;the weekend was alright, yet lonely.&lt;br /&gt;i missed kate so badly.&lt;br /&gt;saturday, busted a garage sale, some latino stole my ali g glasses /bummer.&lt;br /&gt;made breakfast, my new favorite food is blueberry muffins, fresh out the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;sunday watched football, and realized how much i hate competitive sports, found out some things about stuff that happened over the weekend, 'sall good son.&lt;br /&gt;nano today yo.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:4082</id>
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    <title>i've got kitty pryde.</title>
    <published>2005-09-16T02:59:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-16T03:02:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>weezer-say it ain't so</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i am now able to skate after a near ankle-break.&lt;br /&gt;i went to the skatepark after school yesterday, and it was pretty fun. i actually landed a few things after not skating for around a month. 'twas good.&lt;br /&gt;i believe that i'm going to my dad's house this weekend, but not really by choice. my mom is leaving and doesn't trust me home alone, what am i, 6?&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to miss kate, but i'm gonna call her while i'm there. for real.&lt;br /&gt;i want to get the nano, yall. i think i'll get the black one over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;laters</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:3628</id>
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    <title>party tonight?</title>
    <published>2005-09-08T01:55:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-08T01:57:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the smiths-how soon is now</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today today today&lt;br /&gt;so good you guys,&lt;br /&gt;kate picked me up from school, &lt;br /&gt;we came back to my house, lied down, i gave her money, etc.&lt;br /&gt;then we had a candy party.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite possibly one of the most epic vectors of all time&lt;br /&gt;she was all cracked out on candy making crazy noises, and i was eating pop rocks and drinking coke&lt;br /&gt;'twas radical.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:3418</id>
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    <title>aftermath</title>
    <published>2005-09-06T01:51:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-08T22:53:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>andre nickatina-green eyes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">my birthday weekend was cool&lt;br /&gt;saturday, waited all day until i got picked up&lt;br /&gt;sunday&lt;br /&gt;had a small family gettogether, which some of my family ditched on...but it was nice anyway&lt;br /&gt;today, went to streetlight records, got a nickatina cd, and a few psters, then came home, i'm gonna call kate in a few after cleaning is done.&lt;br /&gt;i love her a lot, and have missed her dearly...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:3124</id>
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    <title>seventeen</title>
    <published>2005-09-04T19:02:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-04T19:02:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>commercials on tv</lj:music>
    <content type="html">tis my birthday&lt;br /&gt;holla</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:2874</id>
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    <title>in spite of years of silence</title>
    <published>2005-09-04T03:14:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-04T03:14:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>weezer-say it ain't so</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well, my dad never came.&lt;br /&gt;i am currently waiting for he or his fiance to arrive to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;kate came over, good times, for like 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully someone actually shows up, or this will just be another day of disappointment.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:2760</id>
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    <title>viva hate.</title>
    <published>2005-09-03T01:00:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-03T01:09:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>joy division-warsaw</lj:music>
    <content type="html">my mom completely ditched my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, she isn't going to be at home on my birthday itself, she's going to visit her new bf.&lt;br /&gt;second, we had today planned so that we would hang out together, and she picked me up, got her car washed, then left for dinner with "her man". it doesn't bother me that she didn't get me gifts, but she didn't even spend more than 45 minutes with me. &lt;br /&gt;/feelings hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my dad may be picking me up tonight, so hopefully that works out.&lt;br /&gt;i miss kate, she never flakes. unlike me and other people i know.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:2446</id>
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    <title>brokeoff @ 2005-08-12T15:21:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-12T22:23:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-12T22:23:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i am a kudular.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:2055</id>
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    <title>i've got bees on my head</title>
    <published>2005-07-13T16:06:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-13T16:06:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>cKy-suddenly tragic</lj:music>
    <content type="html">leevermore trip later today!&lt;br /&gt;eeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeee!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:1893</id>
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    <title>ick</title>
    <published>2005-07-08T16:32:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-08T16:33:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>misifts-we are 138</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so, basically, i'm up early, but about to go back to sleep, so, i'm bored....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] = Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;[/] = Somewhat&lt;br /&gt;[ ] = No.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a university student.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a cuddler.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am an okay dancer.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a huge fan of lists.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a morning person.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am a perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a Republican.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am allergic to something deadly.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am an only child.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am Catholic.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am content as of this moment.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am currently in my pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am currently pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am currently single.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am embarrassed to be seen with my mother or father.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am currently suffering from a breaking heart.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am okay at styling other people's hair.&lt;br /&gt;[] I am left handed.&lt;br /&gt;[/] I am married.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am obsessed with my myspace.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am online 24/7, even as an away message.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am procrastinating by filling out this list.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am resentful that I have to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;[/] I am very shy around the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am, or was, pigeon-toed.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I bite my nails.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can be paranoid at times.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I carry a weapon with me everywhere I go. (knife)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I collect picture frames.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I currently have a crush on someone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I consider myself to be a 'nerd'.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I currently regret something that I have done/am doing.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I curse frequently.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I do not believe people are inherently good or evil.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don't hate anyone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I enjoy country music.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I enjoy ...jazz music.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I enjoy smoothies.&lt;br /&gt;[/] I enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a ...car.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a mobile phone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have a hard time paying attention at school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a hidden talent.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a hobby.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have a lot to learn.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a pet.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a tendency to fall for the "wrong" guy.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have all my (real) grandparents, none of them have died.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have at least one brother and/or sister.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have avoided work to play with my myspace.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have been in a real relationship.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been in a threesome.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been rejected by someone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been the "psycho ex" in a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been to another country.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been to an anime convention.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have been to Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have been told that I am very smart.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have been told that I have an unusual sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have (had) broken a bone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have Caller I.D. on my phone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have changed a diaper.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have changed a lot over the past year.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have cheated on a significant other.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have counted down the days until the summer.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have dated my best friend's ex.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have done something illegal.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have gone scuba diving/snorkling.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have had major/minor surgery.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have had my hair cut within the last week.hell no.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have had sex with someone I was not in a relationship with.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have had the cops called on me.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have kissed someone I knew I shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have kissed someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have made a move on a friend's significant other in the past.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have passed out drunk at least once in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have rejected someone before.&lt;br /&gt;[word] I have seen The Lord of the Rings trilogy.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have seen the television show The O.C.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have swam in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have tried a drug that is illegal.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have tried sushi.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have watched Sex and the City.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have watched the television show Spongebob Squarepants.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know how to shoot a gun.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like being the center of attention.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like eating Ramen noodles.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like my handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like Shakespeare.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like the taste of blood.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like to cook.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like to sing.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like to vacuum.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love learning foreign languages.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love my friends.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love olives.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love rain.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love to play computer games.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love to shop.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I miss someone right now.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own 100 CDs or more.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own a home.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own and use a library card.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I play a musical instrument.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I practice a religion that is not considered mainstream.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I read books for pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I shave my legs.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I sleep a lot during the day.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I strongly dislike math.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I think Britney Spears is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I think long strings of html code look cool.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I think that Pizza Hut makes the best pizza.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I think the world would be a better place if people just smiled more often.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I was born in a country other than the USA.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I watch more TV this year than last year.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I watch soap operas on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wear contact lenses.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I will try anything once.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I work at a job that I enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I would classify myself as ghetto.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like orange kool aid.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can name all 7 of the dwarfs from 'Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs'.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like being at school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I always love wearing sweaters.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love water polo.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am currently wearing socks.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am being nostalgic right now.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I hate summer.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am tired.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love to paint/(draw)/sketch/sculpt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] been drunk.&lt;br /&gt;[x] smoked pot.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] done ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] done coke.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] done crack.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] done heroin.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] done opium.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] done LSD.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] done CCC's.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] done prescription narcotics for recreational purposes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] huffed air-duster.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been to a rave.&lt;br /&gt;[x] been to a real party. &lt;br /&gt;[x] kissed someone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] ridden in a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;[x] jumped a ramp with a bike.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been dumped.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been used.&lt;br /&gt;[x] shoplifted.&lt;br /&gt;[x] ran from the cops.&lt;br /&gt;[x] been in a room of your school that you could get suspended for being in&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been fired.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been kicked out of a movie theater.&lt;br /&gt;[x] snuck into a movie.&lt;br /&gt;[x] been in a fist fight.&lt;br /&gt;[/] got hit by a car.&lt;br /&gt;[x] fired a real gun.&lt;br /&gt;[x] snuck out of your parent's house.&lt;br /&gt;[/] been arrested.&lt;br /&gt;[x] gone in a mosh pit.&lt;br /&gt;[x] stolen something from your school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] celebrated new years in times square.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] gone on a blind date.&lt;br /&gt;[x] lied to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had a crush on a teacher. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] celebrated mardi-gras in new orleans.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been to europe.&lt;br /&gt;[x] skipped school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] thrown up from drinking.&lt;br /&gt;[x] played 'clue'&lt;br /&gt;[x] had a sleepover party.&lt;br /&gt;[x] gone ice skating.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] cheated on a bf/gf.&lt;br /&gt;[/] been cheated on.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had your tonsils out.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been exposed to laughing gas.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had a car.&lt;br /&gt;[x] driven a car.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Totaled a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;[x] feel lonely.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;[x] hate yourself.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] have a dog.&lt;br /&gt;[x] have your own room.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] sing along with your music.&lt;br /&gt;[x] dance around the house in your underwear.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] listen to Hawaiian Music.&lt;br /&gt;[x] listen to underground hip hop.&lt;br /&gt;[x] listen to rap.&lt;br /&gt;[x] listen to classic rock.&lt;br /&gt;[x] listen to new rock.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] listen to country.&lt;br /&gt;[x] listen to reggae.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] listen to techno.&lt;br /&gt;[x] listen to hardcore punk.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] listen to pop.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] listen to r&amp;b.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] listen to jazz.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] listen to crooners.&lt;br /&gt;[x] listen to bands that can't be put into a category.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] have hobbies.&lt;br /&gt;[xxx] skateboard.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] do aggressive inline.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] snowboard.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ski.&lt;br /&gt;[/] surf.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] skim board.&lt;br /&gt;[x] have more than 1 best friend.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] get good grades.&lt;br /&gt;[x] play an instrument.&lt;br /&gt;[x] have slippers&lt;br /&gt;[x] wear boxers&lt;br /&gt;[ ]wear black eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;[x]like the color blue.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]like the color pink.&lt;br /&gt;[x] like the color red&lt;br /&gt;[x] like the color green&lt;br /&gt;[x] like the color black&lt;br /&gt;[ ] like the color purple&lt;br /&gt;[x] like neon colors&lt;br /&gt;[x] like to read.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]like to write.&lt;br /&gt;[/] have long hair.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]have short hair.&lt;br /&gt;[x] have a laptop.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] have a pager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[xxxxxxxxx]bored.&lt;br /&gt;[/] happy.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] bilingual.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hawaiian.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]blonde&lt;br /&gt;[ ]a brunette&lt;br /&gt;[ ] a redhead&lt;br /&gt;[x] a darkhead (black hair)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Samoan.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Korean.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] British.&lt;br /&gt;[x] white.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Italian&lt;br /&gt;[ ] black.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Inuit&lt;br /&gt;[/] Mexican.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Asian.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] a Christian&lt;br /&gt;[ ] a Muslim&lt;br /&gt;[ ] a Jew&lt;br /&gt;[ ] a Hindu&lt;br /&gt;[ ] a scientologist&lt;br /&gt;[ ] an atheist&lt;br /&gt;[x] satanist&lt;br /&gt;[ ] short.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] tall&lt;br /&gt;[x] just right&lt;br /&gt;[x] realistic&lt;br /&gt;[ ] an emo kid&lt;br /&gt;[ ]sick&lt;br /&gt;[ ] mad&lt;br /&gt;[x] lazy.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] talking to someone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] IMing someone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] scared to die.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] buzzed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] high&lt;br /&gt;[ ] caffeinated&lt;br /&gt;[x] sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;[x] hungry.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] in your room.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] drinking something.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] eating something.&lt;br /&gt;[x] ticklish.&lt;br /&gt;[x] listening to music (hello, misfits)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] a virgin.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/ljcut&amp;gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:1714</id>
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    <title>you're face to face...</title>
    <published>2005-06-28T21:20:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-28T21:20:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>david bowie-the man who sold the world</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i play san andreas, smoke cigarettes, and eat otter pops and quesadillas all day, everyday.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:1346</id>
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    <title>paint it black</title>
    <published>2005-06-24T01:21:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-24T01:22:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>weezer-in the garage</lj:music>
    <content type="html">lately...hmmmm..not much, a little skating, there are actually some okay spots out here, the neverending search for a job, and alot of love from my wife. i broke my ipod, so i need to go get another some time soon. anyways, hopefully coming to livermore sometime, skating tommorow for sure, unity just gave me some new wheels. i'm out...laters...ps...i love you kate</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:1218</id>
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    <title>there goes my hero...</title>
    <published>2005-06-17T19:12:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-17T19:12:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>bush-glycerin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">it's been busy as hell in san jose. first night, bfd, vip seats, etc. it was pretty rad. next day, skating mission with the unity team, skated  myself to hell, but a rad day nonetheless. following day, little cousin's drowning for jesus, bullshit stuff, but then lunch thing at spaghetti factory, it was nice to chill with my older cousin and his son. next day, hung out with my dad, ran errands, went to streetlight. etc., good time. next day., skting with my cousin and homies....sweet. yesterday, cousin's graduation, then dinner at maggiano's, reall swell. this whole time, though, i've really missed kate, but held out...anyway. &lt;br /&gt;this here's a shout out to my wifey, kate, i love you. &lt;br /&gt;I'm out...laters...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:980</id>
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    <title>the beginning of the beginning</title>
    <published>2005-06-10T03:22:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-10T03:22:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>modest mouse-i came as a rat</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i miss kate real bad. anyways, today was a pretty decent day. 5:30 woke up. 7:00 due to mother's lateness, leave for live no more. eff this time shit, anyway, go to livermore, went to class, killed the final so properly, met up with alton, went to the bench situation, met up with kate gave haugs and love deals, went to my farewell brunch, which not many of my friends bothered to show up at...rad. finished eating, went to kate's had a good time, cried emo tears, kissed, left. went to the skatepark and was picked up. had dinner, and nowwww, i happen to be in fron of this damn computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.:  BELGIUM, LOL:  i hope at the end it says "god, i'min &lt;br /&gt;love with kate, shes ABFAB"</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:593</id>
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    <title>the norm.</title>
    <published>2005-06-05T21:34:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-05T21:38:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>foreign objects-far cry behind</lj:music>
    <content type="html">weekends in Tracy are quite dull. i usually find myself sitting in the loft, watching skate videos or things of the sort. since i've hurt my ankle , i've tried to skate, but i haven't had any decent attempts. i think i'll have a smoke, fuck off.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brokeoff:509</id>
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    <title>New Journal...</title>
    <published>2005-06-04T05:57:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-04T05:58:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>metallica-blackened</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i have a new journal. it won't be updated often, due to the fact that i have limited computer access.</content>
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