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  <title>I must hurry: For there they go, and I am their leader.</title>
  <subtitle>Man made beer; God made pot: YOU make the choice!</subtitle>
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    <name>You're just one click away...</name>
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    <title>Please sign this: Under the Same Sun!!</title>
    <published>2008-10-19T00:10:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-19T00:10:45Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Guys! Please sign this! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.underthesamesun.com/petitions.php"&gt;Petition to save people in Tanzania with Albinism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it is, is a petition to stop the kidnapping, mutilating, and selling of body parts of Albino people in Tanzania. Albino people are sold by money hungry assholes for up to 500 000 monies (I don't know the money unit for Tanzania, sorry). There is now a refuge for Albino's and their families, but it is becoming overrun with terrified, innocent people. Albinism can happen to ANYONE, and all it is is a tiny genetic anomaly which stops melanin (the stuff that colours your skin and eyes) from being produced. It's a normal genetic anomaly that has been around since the human climbed down from trees and started to use their ridiculous oversized forebrain.&lt;br /&gt;Please use your decency as a human being and stop the atrocious murdering of innocent people for material means. Sign the petition and be proactive for once in your bloody lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.underthesamesun.com/petitions.php"&gt;Please sign!!! It may be one of the best things you can do sitting on your ass!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Check out this website: &lt;a href="http://www.albinism.org/"&gt;Information on Albinism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Not all albino people have red eyes - theyre usually slate grey or blue (pretty!). The camera flash, and their lack of pigment in their eyes, makes their eyes seem red, like when unaffected people notice their pupils being red in photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.P.S. Mods, if this isn't allowed, please make an exception this once. Or, sign the petition and delete my post. One extra signature is better then none.</content>
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    <title>asiri_phoenix @ 2007-08-09T09:33:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-08T23:34:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-08T23:34:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mercilessly pirated from &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_jadeblood' lj:user='jadeblood' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://jadeblood.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://jadeblood.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;jadeblood&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display:none"&gt;&amp;lt;/form&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.memegen.net/viewmeme.pl" method="post"&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid; border-color: 000000; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 10pt; width: 500px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background-color: 1F87B2; color: FFFFFF; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;How will you be suspended from LJ? by &lt;a style="color: FFFFFF" href=""&gt;Anonymous LJ User&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:4FA7D2; border: 1px solid black; color: 000000; padding: 2px;"&gt;Username&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:FFFFFF; border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; color: 000000"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="Username" value="asiri_phoenix"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:4FA7D2; border: 1px solid black; color: 000000; padding: 2px;"&gt;Years on LJ&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:FFFFFF; border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; color: 000000"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="Years on LJ" value="3"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:4FA7D2; border: 1px solid black; color: 000000; padding: 2px;"&gt;Snape&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:FFFFFF; border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; color: 000000"&gt;&lt;select name="Snape"&gt;&lt;option selected="SELECTED"&gt;Hot&lt;option&gt;Not&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:4FA7D2; border: 1px solid black; color: 000000; padding: 2px;"&gt;Hours left until your suspension&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:FFFFFF; border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; color: 000000"&gt;5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:4FA7D2; border: 1px solid black; color: 000000; padding: 2px;"&gt;Your crime&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:FFFFFF; border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; color: 000000"&gt;Posting drabbles longer than 100 words.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:4FA7D2; border: 1px solid black; color: 000000; padding: 2px;"&gt;Who reported you&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:FFFFFF; border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; color: 000000"&gt;cuissesdefer&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:4FA7D2; border: 1px solid black; color: 000000; padding: 2px;"&gt;Your fate&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:FFFFFF; border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; color: 000000"&gt;One word: MySpace.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background-color:1F87B2; text-align: center; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Fill out your answers and try it on Memegen.net!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="meme" value="1075083528"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what more can i say? Damn those 101 word drabbles, and MySpace - here I come!!!!</content>
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    <title>Finally, I am going to post...</title>
    <published>2007-04-18T04:09:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-18T04:09:38Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I have been lurking for a while, reading this and that, while never really having anything to say about anything or to anyone. I get like that sometimes, after a stressful period or what-have-you. I hope I am now able to return to a life worth living, instead of wallowing in my own depression and self-hatred etc., etc. Although born under the Chinese Zodiac of the Rat, I am buddies with the Pig - we both enjoy a good wallow (if only there were some nice mud *looks around hopefully* - bloomin' doesn't rain enough here in Oz for mud *grins*). Anyway, where was I? Oh yes. I am going o stop being depressed and wallowy now, and get back to being a bit more happy. Probably not as happy as before, just yet, but happier than what has now become my usual. If that tangent-y blurb makes any sense... (o_O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, today began my first day as a novice motorcycle rider. I went to my old school, JPC (darned thing), and learned how to stop, go, change gear, walk a bike, turn, and other basics similar to that. It was alright...interesting to me, as I had never ridden before, but boring for the other four, as they had ridden before *ha, ha -sticks tongue out at them immaturely*. My instructor man, Hans, was pretty nice, and he kept his eye on me (he must know that I'm a tad of a rev-head), but I think I went ok. I stalled twice, and laughed at myself. It's so different to a car, yet so similar. Quite odd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I went down to the beach - just to see what was going on - and it's flatter than the freakin' desert. Crazy. I mean, even my boat would have difficulties catching what Neptune is offering today. Maybe tomorrow I'll take my 'libu down. The moon will probably be a no-show tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egorr is now reatcing to his name! It's so good. I call him a couple of times, and he makes his way to me. I'm so happy with this. He is such a good boy when he wants to be. Meanwhile, me mate Arie has two miceys - Paisley and Margaret (I think...forgive me if I am mistaken matey)- I can't wait to meet them. Mice are cute. And, we have it straight from Bazza's (the handyman at WV - where we live) that they are ok. I mean, what's two mice and a rat, when we heard that Bazza once walked into a room filled with reptiles, their food (ie. mice), and fish!?! Crazy people. And, he walked in to a flat, and there was a ferret running around. A ferret is a bit much in a small flat like that. I can understand why people want animals though - since Egorr, I am so much happier at uni., just because I can be affectionate to something that's not inanimate. Anyway, enough of that *grins*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum has been pissing me off a bit - but then, that's mum. She always annoys me four days into the holidays. I'll get over it I suppose. One day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's it from me for a while. Catch you all later on!</content>
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    <title>asiri_phoenix @ 2006-11-13T09:06:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-13T00:06:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-13T00:06:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Additionally, I watched &lt;i&gt;Muriel's Wedding&lt;/i&gt; last night and I am still quite upset about it. The bit where Muriel's mum dies, and Muriel is looking through the photo album and sees her mum at her wedding, alone, at a table at the reception. I mean, how disgusting was that that Muriel was so involved in her own life that she couldn't see her mum was hurting and alone. And her mum died alone - from an overdose on sleeping tablets. She had no one at that point in her life. How shit is that family, and Muriel? They were all so involved in their own lives that they couldn't see the person closest to them was about to have a mental breakdown. I hate humans for their inability to care for anyone but themselves - and their inability to look further than the end of their noses. It is disgusting. It upsets me greatly. Anyway, that is all for now. Back to Psychology.</content>
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    <title>Ohh this is cute!</title>
    <published>2006-11-06T00:42:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-06T00:42:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Thanks to &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_chillibreath' lj:user='chillibreath' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=chillibreath'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=chillibreath'&gt;&lt;b&gt;chillibreath&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onnachance.com/quiz/fae.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://onnachance.com/quiz/fae5.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onnachance.com/quiz/fae.htm" target="new"&gt;What type of Fae are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home for a week and didn't have the internet...I went through LJ withdrawal. I'm serious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got our 'punishment' - write letters of apology and be "Floor Bitches", or Block Bitches. We have to get the cultery and plates from each floor in designated blocks and take them back to the kitchen. Big deal. Although, Ive torn a ligament in my ankle, so I cannot walk up and down stairs very ably at the moment, so I got the cranky-poos that Arie had to do my share of the punishment (although, the cheeky bugger went and did it before I knew about this bit of punishment. She's a naughty one if you dont watch her closely, but I am really grateful she did this for me (and herself of course, as we get a lovely $165 fine if we don't do this). Nevertheless, thanks Arie!!! You are the besterest). So anyway, that is our punishment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait until I have finished my degree, and I have to worry about monetary and housing problems. I think it will be better than here. Sad, but true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope next year is better, with all of us in Wright Village. Some people are telling me I am moving backwards in the world by moving to Wright, but I think they are wrong (considering one person is from Austin, they cant talk lol). Wrong, because I will only have people I like near me, a bathroom to be shared with only friends, quiet time when I need it for study and random acts of noise from my person that I enjoy hearing (like squeals and farts - come on, who doesnt like it when they let rip on a good one??? Oh? Only me? Hmmm...), and no more evil stupid prejudiced Duval people!! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the dream is there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My foot better get better so I can go for a freakin' surf when I go home for holidays. Bloody hell. </content>
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    <title>Lol - Check this:</title>
    <published>2006-10-26T09:34:13Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-26T09:42:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;Dear Irisa, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As chair of the Duval College House Committee 2006, it is my duty to inform you that a formal complaint has been lodged against you in regards to an unacceptable standard of behaviour displayed by you at the recent 2006 Valedictory Dinner on the evening of Friday 20th October, 2006. The complaint surrounds your overall behaviour and the attitude you showed towards two Resident Fellows when you were warned about your table behaviour during the evening. The complaint was lodged to the College Principal and referred to the House Committee which is the Disciplinary Action Body of Duval Clooege. You will be called to stand before House Committee on the afternoon of Sunday 29th October, &lt;i&gt;after&lt;/i&gt; 1pm in SPECS, so please make sure you are ready as you will recieve a phone call over the course of the afternoon to inform you of when exactly you are required in SPECS. Here you will state your case and it must be made aware that you are entitled to call witnesses who saw the alleged incident to support you at this meeting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please ensure that you front the House Committee on the abovementioned date please not that a suitable standard of dress is imperative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Sincerely, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtney Gilbert&lt;br /&gt;Chairperson&lt;br /&gt;Duval College House Committee&lt;br /&gt;2006&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now fuck off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know what the 'incident' is,&lt;br /&gt;- I know that Marty (RF) told the table to shut up, but I didn't say boo to her,&lt;br /&gt;- I was polite to Quasty (RF),&lt;br /&gt;- Me, Arie, Dom, and Mitch were quiet during speeches, we only made noise at appropriate times, and we never got up during the speeches,&lt;br /&gt;- We did not throw food (Tobiah did)&lt;br /&gt;- We did not tell Marty to 'fuck off' as Josh did,&lt;br /&gt;- Regan was talking on her mobile phone the whole night, during speeches - RUDE!!&lt;br /&gt;- People knew we had recieved the letters &lt;b&gt;before&lt;/b&gt; we had recieved them - Kat actually asked me at 10am this morning if I had got it yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Go Figure&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>Heh heh...</title>
    <published>2006-10-25T23:25:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-25T23:25:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Pried from the clutches of &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_jadeblood' lj:user='jadeblood' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://jadeblood.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://jadeblood.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;jadeblood&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.att.net/~slugbutter/evil/" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.att.net/~slugbutter/evil/pureevil.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.att.net/~slugbutter/evil/" target="new"&gt;How evil are &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>Take note!!</title>
    <published>2006-10-20T06:21:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-20T07:35:20Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Sonne - &lt;i&gt;Rammstein&lt;/i&gt;</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;NEVER overdose on Viagra.&lt;/b&gt; It is a vasodilator (der, as it dilates your blood vessels -&amp;gt; boner-time), and it lowers your blood pressure, and relaxes sphincters. That said, if you overdose, you won't get a boner, as there is not enough pressure to maintain blood flow, and you will shite yourself, as your sphincter relaxes. NOT A GOOD IDEA. ROTFL though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I'm going to see the stage production of Priscilla Queen of the Desert in November. Yay for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there is a function on tonight, here at Duval, for the Valedictorians, or Valedicts. These are the peeps who are graduating next year, and one of my mates, Kat, is one of them. Half of her Law/Arts degree is over - the Arts bit - so she is a valedict. I'm happy that I can go for her though, as she has been a good friend to me and Arie, even though sometimes I have an internal bitch about her. I still like her a lot; she makes me laugh, and me and Arie make &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; laugh more. Its a great relationship. So, I am dressed already (50 minutes early - I always think I am going to take an hour, when I really take about 10 minutes, lol), so I'm posting and drinking some Bundy and cola. Yummo. &lt;b&gt;Which I just dribbled on myself &lt;/b&gt;*facepalm/headdesk*. You can only laugh at the doofishness that is McGazza. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also forgot to take back an overnight DVD - &lt;i&gt;The New World&lt;/i&gt; - to Video Ezy. Bugger. the movie is kinda the love story behind Pocahontas...but better, due to the appearance/s of Colin Farrell and Christian Bale. Lovely. And the lass that is the female lead (Pocahontas(?)) is a cutey. Me and Arie both agree that the Native Americans had the right idea in how they lived. If only colonials had embraced the native ways, and not slaughtered them. We tried imagining what America, and the whole World, would have been like if the Native American way had been embraced, and we had such a difficult time doing so we were almost tripped out by it all. How can you imagine something you have never experienced?? It's difficult, as there are so many parameters that need to be considered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a couple of Nurofen capsules before my alcohol, and so Im starting to feel the effects - yay - and I am listening to Iron Maiden. Love 'em. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, as I said above, I am going to see the production of Priscilla in Sydney in November. How fun! I'm doing it for me ma, as she said that she would like to go to a stage production, and so this is her Christmas present (and her 'getting over Roy present', but dont tell her that *grins*). We are going to stay at the Carlton Crest Hotel, near UTS, so that is going to be fun. I am really looking forward to it. Even though me and my ma don't get along all the time, I am going to try and get along, 'coz I'm all she has. It's a real kick in the ass when you realise you are the everything to someone. Quite scary. And I feel a tad guilty over some of the things I have said and done to her. Oh well. I'm going to make it up to her a bit. Until she finds a bloke to keep her occupied. Meanwhile, Ill get photos, and let you know how it all goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****Hey Arie - Glenn is getting the ball photos, so Ill give them to you when I see you in the holidays*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additionally to that, I am all Glenn has too...besides Jessie (his bird), but that's different. Shit. I actually matter to some people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alcohol has taken effect. I am becoming introspective. I'll go now. *waves*</content>
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    <title>Yeah, I don't really know what is going on...</title>
    <published>2006-10-18T07:04:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-18T07:04:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Halo - &lt;i&gt;Oleander&lt;/i&gt;</lj:music>
    <content type="html">...but then, what's new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had class today - actually went - and they were physiology, pharmacology (lectures) and a physiology tutorial. I find them all quite interesting, but going to class reminds me that I should be doing more work. *shrugs* Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I am trying to work out what units to do next year: I've four core units, biochem., human nutrition, microbiology and a physiology topic of choice, and four electives. Not sure what electives I will do yet, or if I can do the ones I want, due to timetable constraints. I want to do biophysics, genetics, and more physiology...Eh, I'll work it out tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, during the holidays, we here at Duval, had a fumigation take place. As I didn't come back to uni. for a couple of weeks after this happened, my room now smells faintly of pesticide. I have the window open at all times, but I must not be getting adequate flow through my room. Bloody hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Wally decided to barge in here yesterday afternoon, with the excuse that the guy following him around like a pack-dog had the intention of a smoke/fire-alarm check. Hmmm. Whatever you think Wally. I know it was a check of how the room's are looking, judging from the quick scan of my room you did as I opened the door. You big fat poo-head you. After they left, I quickly rang Arie, to give her the heads-up on the situation, in case she had a poster or the like covering her alarm (major fine if you are caught tampering with them, and covering is 'tampering' apparantely). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think that me and Josh could be becoming good mates. Like how me, Arie and Tamsin are. Except he is a boy, and I'm a girl. Me, Arie and Tamsin are all girls, so there is a difference with that friendship. But you all know what I mean. I hope. Geez I rant on with crap sometimes. Yes, well, I came up with this tidbit today: Josh and myself were discussing his crappy previous relationships. Poor bugger has no luck. Either girls he gets along with well are not into sex before marriage, or girls who will have sex don't quite mesh with him. Similarly to Tamsin and Arie's escapades (or lack thereof) with that of the homo-sapien population in Armidale (NB. Due to the discovery that "homo-sapien" means man-intelligent (and we all now that there are no intelligent men &lt;i&gt;anyway&lt;/i&gt;) I am now referring to male humans as homo-sapien, and female humans and horny-sapien. Quite accurate, I believe. Females being horny and intelligent. Fits better than the male version...). Anyway, back to my point. People in Armidale are useless unless they are friends with me. There is nothing wrong with my mates, just the people they are attracted to at this point in time. Hopefully everything will change when we escape this god-forsaken place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Topsy is the besterest doggy on the planet. IDAT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone is obnoxiously beeping at me, informing me of its looming death due to battery drainage. Just because it can be plugged into an energy source and I can't *sticks tongue out at phone*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have a day off tomorrow - my biochem. lecture is useless due to my lecturer not really knowing what the hell she is doing (so hence, I am not attending that lecture), and my pharmacology lecture is cancelled. Happy days. So, tomorrow I am going to work out what units I want to be enrolled in, and enrol, and finish off my (now) overdue assignments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, well, bye bye.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asiri_phoenix:20146</id>
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    <title>The toll of doom is upon me...</title>
    <published>2006-10-11T10:16:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-11T10:16:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have a mid-semester exam tomorrow. For biochemistry. I am crapping myself. I &lt;i&gt;kinda&lt;/i&gt; know the stuff, but not in the detail I need to get a C or above. Me and Steve are trying to come up with a plan to 'assist' each other during the exam. Not cheat, but to jog each other's memories, 'coz we do know the stuff, just not well enough. We are silly buggers. Meanwhile, I have a gosh-darn 1500 word essay for pharmacology due on Friday. Happy, sleepless times.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asiri_phoenix:19723</id>
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    <title>For Arie...</title>
    <published>2006-10-08T23:10:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-08T23:10:25Z</updated>
    <category term="spoiler"/>
    <category term="spn"/>
    <lj:music>Circle of Life  -&lt;i&gt;Elton John&lt;/i&gt;</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey mate, heres that synopsis i was rattling on about over brekkie. Hope you enjoy her take on the ep.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://starhawk2005.livejournal.com/77626.html"&gt;Clicky for spoilery synopsis&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asiri_phoenix:19316</id>
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    <title>asiri_phoenix @ 2006-10-08T21:29:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-08T21:32:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-08T21:32:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Don't you just hate it when you have cramps so bad that they wake you up from a lovely sleep, only to not be able to go back to sleep due to incessant crampage and your melodic rocking in the foetal position trying to lose the crampage so to get back to sleep? No? Just me? Oh well...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asiri_phoenix:19084</id>
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    <title>What a week.</title>
    <published>2006-10-07T01:03:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-07T01:03:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Listen to me IMBECILE" playlist</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hi guys. I'm back now. And, I am exhausted. Here's why. &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like all good students of UNE I was quietly packing up my odds and ends at home ready for the drive back to Armidale, when I recieved a phone call from my mum's boss. The conversation went exactly like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me *grumpily into phone*: Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Genevieve (G): Hello? Irisa?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes...&lt;br /&gt;G: Its Genevieve here. Your mum is on the way home - she's had some bad news. &lt;br /&gt;Me *fuck*: Yeah...?&lt;br /&gt;G: Sandra called your mum and told her that Roy has died in a car accident. &lt;br /&gt;Me: ...you're shittin' me. &lt;br /&gt;G: No, I am not shitting you. &lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;font size="-1"&gt;fuck&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: Your mum's in a very bad way - Trish is driving her home now. Is there anything I can do?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nah, not really ... well yeah, can you ring the Faculty of the Sciences at UNE and tell them I wont be back today please?&lt;br /&gt;G: Yes, I can do that.......trails off to randomness. Genevieve is the best boss. Good lass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Im shitting myself. Roy was a guy mum was &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; interested in, and the first guy that made her feel not worthless since a fucking bastard fucked her head up. Roy was actually nice and honest and told you how it was. So hence, my ma was beside herself. And, she has hypertension - her BP is 115/90 on a good day - so there were health worries there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, good old Topsy was at the window watching as Trish helped my ma out of the car. Topsy was so excited mum was home - until she saw how mum was. Her little face and tail dropped exponentially. She didnt even bark at the strange car, or get in the way when they were coming in the door. She is such a great dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum was distraught. Absolutely. No consoling there. And she hadnt taken her meds that morning. So, yeah, me and Trish (and RN) did out best to calm her to get her BP down - I mean, theres no use mum having a heart attack - but I didnt notice a difference until abot 1430 that afternoon (mum was home at 1015 or so), so I was pretty stressed about the whole thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topsy was really good all day. It was amazing - she was doing all her cute things that always gets a laugh no matter how down you are, but ma was just blank. Although, she went into cleaning mode, and swept, washed, tidyed the backyard, and cleaned her room. And my mum wont clean any other time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has never had to go through a death of a partner. Its a whole different greiving process. She and Roy were happy, both were happy for the first time in ages, and he crashed and died. As mum got sadder and more depressed, I got more and more angry. I mean, how unfair has her life been? Relationship-wise. Its been crappy. No guy can stay with her more than a few years at most. I think my dad was the longest, at, I think, 6 or so years. That's shite. She reckons it's due to her number - 7. She was born on the 7th. 7 people apparantly never have the 3 - love, health and wealth. Looking at my mum's life, and Wendy (one of her work buddies), and Marianne, all 7's, I think that it could be true. &lt;font size="-1"&gt;I'm sorry if it is Arie. Really. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try and not think about how her life would have been if I had not been concieved. I mean, my parents were using 3, yes THREE, forms of contraception at the time I was concieved, so they wernt really trying for a kid. I know my mum likes to have me around and all, but her life would have been much easier without me to tend to. She may have had a strong reliable not-dead guy around, who dotes on her. She may not have had high blood pressure. She would have been able to live anywhere, do anything, if I wasnt tagging along. I dont know. But anyway, that's just stupid things that my brain obsesses over. That, and death. Go figure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how she will be after this. I don't think she will be the same. And for that, I am sad. Sad she has lost herself, and sad she can't (or won't) see any way out. The funeral is on Tuesday - and I cant make it home, as I've already missed a prac for each subject - the maximum you are allowed to miss. Not too happy about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, thanks to (one of) my besterest buddy, Arie, I am wandering to the Tree Cave tonight. I need to. I really need to. I know it sounds selfish, considering my ma has gone through the loss, but I need to do something. And disappearing into the realm of enhanced sense and dehanced brain power is my cup of tea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was my week. Pretty crappy, but I've learned a few things for which I am grateful for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update at another time with, hopefully, happier news. Thanks for letting me get this off my chest. </content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asiri_phoenix:18825</id>
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    <title>Just 'coz I cant see and Im suffering LJ withdrawal....</title>
    <published>2006-09-25T10:16:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-25T10:16:57Z</updated>
    <category term="music"/>
    <category term="quiz"/>
    <content type="html">Thanks &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_jadeblood' lj:user='jadeblood' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://jadeblood.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://jadeblood.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;jadeblood&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn't make sense. NO CHEATING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Will you get far in life? Learn to Fly / Foo Fighters&lt;br /&gt;02. How do your friends see you? Dolphins Cry / Live&lt;br /&gt;03. Will you get married? Movies / Alien Ant Farm&lt;br /&gt;04. What is your best friend's theme song? November Rain / Guns 'n' Roses&lt;br /&gt;05. What is the story of your life? Save Me (Smallville Theme) / Remy Zero *trust it to have something to do with Superman*&lt;br /&gt;06. What was high school like? Time After Time / Nova Space &lt;br /&gt;07. How can you get ahead in life? Do You Like It? / Our Lady Peace&lt;br /&gt;08. What is the best thing about your friends? The Boys of Summer / DJ Sammy&lt;br /&gt;09. What is today going to be like? Halo / Oleander&lt;br /&gt;10. What is in store this weekend? Sunday Bloody Sunday / U2&lt;br /&gt;11. What song describes you? Save Me From Myself / Late Nite Access&lt;br /&gt;12. What song describes your grandparents? Penguins and Polarbears / Milencolin&lt;br /&gt;13. How is your life going now? Seventh Son of a Seventh Son / Iron Maiden&lt;br /&gt;14. What song would they play at your funeral? Mysterious Ways / U2&lt;br /&gt;15. How does the world see you? Forever Young / Youth Group *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;16. Will you have a happy life? New Year's Day / U2&lt;br /&gt;17. What do your friends really think of you? Exile / Enya&lt;br /&gt;18. Do people secretly lust after you? Far Away / Nickelback (interesting...)&lt;br /&gt;19. How can I make myself happy? The Special Ones / George&lt;br /&gt;20. What should I do with my life? The Circle of Life / Elton John (so I just become reborn, and die, and reborn?? LOL)&lt;br /&gt;21. Will you ever have children? Kiss Me / Sixpence None The Richer (oookay...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was interesting. Kinda true too. Scary.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asiri_phoenix:18477</id>
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    <title>Im Back!!!</title>
    <published>2006-09-25T07:46:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-25T07:46:50Z</updated>
    <category term="conjunctivitus"/>
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    <content type="html">Hi everyone! Long time, no write. I will be catci=hing up with all of you within the next few days, but at the moment I have conjunctivitus quite bad, so I can't read and/or focus for long, 'coz it hurts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, just a quick, yet upsetting update: my pretty puppy, Topsy, had a stroke yesterday. Some of you know her, so I thought Id let you know. She did survive, however she is a bit off balance, and droopy now to her left side. So Im quite sad about that, and that I have to be 200km from her during her recovery. Although, she is 12 years old, almost 13, so she is doing pretty well for her first major health scare. Im going to post a few piccies here of her, just 'coz she's cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g71/asiri_phoenix/Topsy/ArentIcute.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g71/asiri_phoenix/Topsy/Yummypighind.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g71/asiri_phoenix/Topsy/Hehheh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so cute! </content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asiri_phoenix:18399</id>
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    <title>Im going home...</title>
    <published>2006-09-14T13:12:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-14T13:12:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...for one day only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it sucks. I wanna go home ofr ages more, but Im stuck with two, yes &lt;b&gt;two&lt;/b&gt;, resedential schools these holidays. That means, all up, I have only 3 nights at home. Argh. And, Glenn has me going to Lismore for a shin-dig at SCU next weekend. Ack. So much to do, so little time. Bother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Saturday night is the Coffs SCU ball - Ill  be sure to post some photos for your perusal on Monday or Tuesday. Yeah. You will get to see what I look like (be prepared!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update soon mateys! Have fun without me!</content>
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    <title>Yay!</title>
    <published>2006-09-11T09:58:13Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-11T09:58:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Thanks to &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_jade_blood' lj:user='jade_blood' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=jade_blood'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=jade_blood'&gt;&lt;b&gt;jade_blood&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for this quiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your results:&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are &lt;font size="6"&gt;Superman&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Superman&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" noshade="NOSHADE" size="4" width="80"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 80%&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" noshade="NOSHADE" size="4" width="70"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 70%&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Hulk&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" noshade="NOSHADE" size="4" width="70"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 70%&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" noshade="NOSHADE" size="4" width="70"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 70%&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Robin&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" noshade="NOSHADE" size="4" width="67"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 67%&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;The Flash&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" noshade="NOSHADE" size="4" width="65"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 65%&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Supergirl&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" noshade="NOSHADE" size="4" width="64"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 64%&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Catwoman&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" noshade="NOSHADE" size="4" width="45"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 45%&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" noshade="NOSHADE" size="4" width="44"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 44%&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Batman&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" noshade="NOSHADE" size="4" width="30"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 30%&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Iron Man&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="LEFT" noshade="NOSHADE" size="4" width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 15%&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;You are mild-mannered, good, &lt;br&gt;strong and you love to help others.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/pics/superman.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to take the Superhero Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>Went out last night - had a ball!</title>
    <published>2006-09-09T23:31:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-09T23:32:40Z</updated>
    <category term="night out"/>
    <category term="yay"/>
    <category term="brandon routh"/>
    <lj:music>Unforgiven - &lt;i&gt;Metallica&lt;/i&gt;</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out last night, and had a great time *dances, then hobbles due to sore muscles*...*laughs at self*. Im a nutter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Arie, Cleaves and myself went to get pizza at Eagle Boys, and lo and behold, my eagle-eyes saw a $20 on the floor near the counter. Surreptitiously, I bent down and picked it up - and pocketed it. Heh. Me naughty *thanks to whoever lost it - thanks for making my life happier - hope you arent too out-of-pocket*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, we grabbed our pizza, I grabbed some Bundy and cola, and we left for home. After downing half the pizza, and a can of Bundy, we all split to get dressed. Arie then comes up to my room a half later, with a burnt copy of &lt;i&gt;The Complete Mustang&lt;/i&gt;. *Thanks mate. Its really appreciated. You know I love my Pony cars*. We head to Cleavsies room to finish up getting dressed. I have another two bundy's while the rest of Clancy has goon and juice. I dont know how they can drink that icky stuff *shrugs*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the bus at 2050, Arie, ever the awesome one-drink-wonder, is fairly pissed. I just need to piss. So I did - behind the bus shelter. Then Arie needs to pee - so she follows suit. Im such a trend-setter *laughs*. Good times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to the White Bull - nice place. Pretty classy for Armidale. While drinking a couple of Red Bull and Vodkas and watching the Bulldogs thrash the Raiders, we chatted to a few people. One of them was Schwartz. What a fool. He offered me $120 to pop a 22 year old virgins cherry. No way. Im taken. And, Im not a 'woman of the night' &amp;lt;- love that term. But, you know, Schwartz is a cock-sucker, and Cleavsie beat him in a skulling contest - she had Bundy draught and he had a beer. Bundy is harder to chug. Pathetic. Beaten by a girl. Ill never let him live that down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the Newie at 2300. We got in, left our jackets in the box room, and went upstairs. Danced most of the night. Great stuff. Had a Vodka and orange, and later, a Tequila shot. Love those suckers. I actually like the taste of Tequila, whereas Arie and Cleaves reckon it tastes like ass. Whatever. The Tequila was bought courtesy of the kind person who dropped their $20 - a celebratory drinkies for us - yeep! Anyway, me and Arie dirty danced for most of the night. Honestly, with Clancy in full force, I dont think Armidale knew what hit it. Good fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get home until 0300 - and ate the rest of my pizza and had water. Good move, as this morning (at 0830) I woke up, and feel quite delightful. All that was wrong was that I had a craving for orange juice. Meh. I went and got some. And, Ill be tired later. I swear, as soon as Im off the pill, Im better at everything. Odd, but true. *BTW, no cysts yet - although it has only been a couple of months*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, had a great night. There was a Brandon Routh look-alike - I double-taked, and the thought 'but filmimg finished in Tamworth months ago, and &lt;i&gt;no way&lt;/i&gt; they'd come to Armidale,' but it was not him. Obviously. If it was, my white singlet would have his auto on it - but it doesnt *sigh*...one day...hopefully they have to come to Tamworth for the Smallville scenes again...Ill be waiting *laughs evilly*...I really want a personalised auto. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the end. </content>
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    <title>Ramble # 400 675 321</title>
    <published>2006-09-08T00:53:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-08T00:56:32Z</updated>
    <category term="open day"/>
    <category term="drum"/>
    <category term="stoner dance"/>
    <lj:music>Flight of Icarus - &lt;i&gt;Iron Maiden&lt;/i&gt;</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Finally I can update. I need to get this off my chest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Whoops! Realised I should put this behind a cut*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to a chick that lives here at Duval this morning at breakfast, Penelope, and she, I found out, can 'kinda' play drums too. So I was intrigued. I must admit, one of those freakin' cold shots that travel from your heart to your belly passed through me as I found out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? you may ask. Well, Ill tell you why *launches into rant mode* :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to play for Small Music Ensamble earlier this year for college - and I must admit, it was a disaster. I had a kit that was set up for a guy a foot taller than me, no one helped me set up the kit (we had 2 mnutes to do it - a drummer needs at least 4 to do it correctly with someone else's kit), Laurie started the songs early, so I wasnt ready, the crash cymbol was out of my reach (yeah, I know I should have checked it, but I forgot in my haste to catch up to Laurie), and, to top it off - the whole kit moved halfway through the performance! Yeah. It was bad - easily my worst performance &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Penny noted that the SME performance was pretty average (Id say it was shite, but thats just me), and I got that cold feeling that I get when Im really mad about something. The one that makes me block everything out and want to just go skitz and bash, throw and/or pummel things. But, because I told myself that I would control my anger, I swallowed that cold feeling. Now it is bugging me constantly. Anyway, back to my story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The college kit is, at the moment, taunting me from the dining room. It is set up in there for Parent's Weekend. I really &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; need to play it. Almost as bad as I need to go to the beach for a surf. So yeah, I have been fighting the temptation all week. Then I find out that Penny has had a go of 'em, because Regan told her to. See, me and Regan, we &lt;b&gt;do not&lt;/b&gt; get along. She has hates me ever since I said that I could swim fast (and I can...well I &lt;i&gt;could&lt;/i&gt; then...not anymore *laughs*). So, because she cant get over something that happened last freakin' year, I hate her too. Kinda. More like despise her. Meanwhile, she tries to make everything shit for me, and is a bloody imbecile. So, anyway, no doubt because of the poor display of my drum-man-ship earlier in the year, she is trying to make even the most ameteur drummer look better then me. Not that Penny is - Ive never heard her play - but...well you get my drift. I shouldn't let it bother me - I know - but there's only so much I can take. I know I am good - maybe not as good as Laurie is at &lt;i&gt;copying&lt;/i&gt; other people's rhythms - I'm more of an original drummer, a composer if you will - I have to add my own ditties to rhythms, as I need to make it my own style - so Ive never got the hang of listening to a song and playing. But, I know a massive range of styles, and, I have mastered playing soft. You know a good drummer when you see one by the various volume/s they can extract from each drum. Its difficult, but do-able. So, yeah...I know Im probably the better drummer out of the three I know here at college. So I am pissed at everyone. They think they know everything after one exposure. Grrr *angry face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am soooo tempted to go there tonight and just play the fuckin' things how &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; want to play them - mixing everything I know into one jumble and having fun. Just to get it out of me. And to show some of the fuckers here that I will prove them wrong time and time again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additionally, feeding my anger is the Open Day tours. My floor is the one where people take prospective people around to show them what the rooms are like. And people looking in on my private space shits me. But, to get back at them, I am playing slightly inappropriate and shocking music - such as Iron Maiden and Rammstein and Eminem...suckers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;----------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;On a happy note:&lt;/b&gt; Arie thought she had lost a very sentimental ring last night on her travels. After a stress period of this morning, she found it - safe and sound in her jeans change pocket. Yay! *does the Jenson stoner dance* </content>
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    <title>Superman Returns Pic.</title>
    <published>2006-09-06T07:09:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-06T07:09:55Z</updated>
    <category term="superman returns"/>
    <content type="html">Large SR picture of main characters under cut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g71/asiri_phoenix/DailyPlanet-leadcharacs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Random snippet...</title>
    <published>2006-09-06T01:18:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-06T01:20:18Z</updated>
    <category term="quiz"/>
    <category term="5 years ago"/>
    <lj:music>Meglomaniac - &lt;i&gt;Incubus&lt;/i&gt;</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Argh my goodness...Im going to this just so I can refresh my &lt;i&gt;own&lt;/i&gt; memory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 YEARS AG0.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old were you?: 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go to school?: Coffs Harbour Senior College&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you work? At that point, I was between jobs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you live? Coffs Harbour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your hair style? Quite short...enough so I didnt &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; to brush it, yet long enough to still look like a girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you wear braces?: Hmmm...I think I got mine off the year before, but I may have had them for about half that year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you wear glasses?: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your best friend?: Marianne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your regular-person crush?: Ohh...that's a toughy...hmmm *puts thinking cap on* ...maybe Jason or Lachy...*thinking cap off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many tattoos did you have?: None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many piercings did you have?: Ahh...five...4 ear ones, an umbilical scar one, and an eyebrow one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What car did you drive?: Me mums dark green 1979 Ford Cortina. She was a beast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your favorite band/group: Probably Blink 182, followed closely by Linkin Park and Sunk Loto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your worst fear?: Never being able to surf again. That was just after my surfing accident I believe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you smoked a cigarette yet?: Define 'cigarette'? If its a tobbacah one, no...if its a &lt;i&gt;different&lt;/i&gt; kind of drug, well of course! *looks incredously at question*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you gotten drunk?: Almost every weekend. And some days. Golly I was naughty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you driven yet?: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you been to a real party yet?: Yeah. About 50!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had your heart broken?: Yes - I couldnt get sponsorship for surfing 'coz of my fricken knee - that broke my tender wittle heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**HA HA HA!!! LETS SEE WHAT YOU ARE NOW !!!!!**&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old are you?: 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What grade are you in?: Second year of University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go to school?: University of New England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do u work? Personally, I dont see how you &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt; work and complete a science degree at the same time. So, no, I dont work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live?: Armidale (or 'Farmidale', as we so delicately put it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you hang out?: In my room. Sad, I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your hair style? Mid-length. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have braces?: No, but I do have a permanent brace behind my two front teeth which some foods find entertaining if they reside between the brace and my teeth, and watch my poor tongue try and force them out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear glasses? No, but i might have to soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend? Glenn (but Arie and Cleavsie are up there too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still talk to any of your old friends?: Yeah, I do - Bethany and Tamika. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your celebrity crush: Brandon Routh as Clark Kent/Superman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your regular-person crush?: Glenn *grins like the fool I am*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many piercings do you have? I have three - two in my left ear and one in my right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many tattoos?: None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of car do you have?: A groovy little Nissan Pulsar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite band/group?: Ohhh, a tough one. I have such varied tastes now that I dont have a &lt;i&gt;particaular&lt;/i&gt; favourite. Maybe Nickelback and Our Lady Peace...and Rammstein and Iron Maiden...yeah, they would be my favs for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your biggest fear?: Hmmm...dunno. Well, I can surf again (kinda-sorta), so... *thinking cap is back on*...maybe drowning(??)...or something happening to my mates that I cant control *thinking cap off*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you gotten drunk?: Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has your heart been broken?: Not yet...*locks it up and melts key down to a puddle of goo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>And another post...</title>
    <published>2006-09-05T13:11:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-05T13:13:10Z</updated>
    <category term="quiz"/>
    <lj:music>TV...late night news</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I truly am going all out here. Blame it on the assignment/s being finished. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_chillibreath' lj:user='chillibreath' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=chillibreath'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=chillibreath'&gt;&lt;b&gt;chillibreath&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for making me addicted to this site...once again *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol - I should have known it'd be a shade of blue...&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 Power Color Is Indigo&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/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/indigo.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are on a fast track to success - and others believe in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Lowest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You require a lot of attention and praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see people as how you want them to be, not as how they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're dramatic flair makes others see you as mysterious and romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Does This Work Into My Future Plans?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's Your Power Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now why doesn't this surprise me???&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="#EEE9E9" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Vampire Name Is...&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.blogthings.com/vampirenamegenerator/girl.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Queen of the Damned&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/vampirenamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your Vampire Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Glenn thinks I am, but he is biased, so I &lt;i&gt;suppose&lt;/i&gt; I could believe this - if only for my own ego-trip!&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 Kissing Technique Is: Perfect&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/areyouagoodkisserquiz/kiss-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kissing technique is amazing - and you know it.&lt;br /&gt;You have the confidence to make the first move.&lt;br /&gt;And you always seem to know what kissing style is going to work best.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you're passionate, sometimes you're a tease. And you're always amazing!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouagoodkisserquiz/"&gt;Are You a Good Kisser?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always wondered which planet in this Solar System I'd be happy ruling...a ball of gas, surrounded by rings...*laughs*...ahh, Saturn, such a pretty giant...&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;You Should Rule Saturn&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/whatplanetshouldyourulequiz/saturn.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturn is a mysterious planet that can rarely be seen with the naked eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are perfect to rule Saturn because like its rings, you don't always follow the rules of nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like Saturn, to really be able to understand you, someone delve beyond your appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not an easy person to befriend. However, once you enter a friendship, you'll be a friend for life.&lt;br /&gt;You think slowly but deeply. You only gain great understanding after a situation has past.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatplanetshouldyourulequiz/"&gt;What Planet Should You Rule?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought so...&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 Driving Is is: 66% Male, 34% Female&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/doyoudrivelikeaguyoragirlquiz/driving-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to studies, you generally drive like a typical male.&lt;br /&gt;You're confident in your driving skills, and hardly any situation gets the better of you.&lt;br /&gt;And while you may have a few tickets under your belt, you're still a very good driver.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyoudrivelikeaguyoragirlquiz/"&gt;Do You Drive Like a Guy or a Girl?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew this era would suit me...*laughs at the drug reference*&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;You Belong in 1965&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you scored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1950 - 1959: You're fun loving, romantic, and more than a little innocent. See you at the drive in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1960 - 1969: You are a free spirit with a huge heart. Love, peace, and happiness rule - oh, and drugs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1970 - 1979: Bold and brash, you take life by the horns. Whether you're partying or protesting, you give it your all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1980 - 1989: Wild, over the top, and just a little bit cheesy. You're colorful at night - and successful during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1990 - 1999: With you anything goes! You're grunge one day, ghetto fabulous the next. It's all good!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatyeardoyoubelonginquiz/"&gt;What Year Do You Belong In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>asiri_phoenix @ 2006-09-05T19:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-05T09:57:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-05T09:57:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Far Away - &lt;i&gt;Nickelback&lt;/i&gt;</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yes! *leaps and punches air!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive finished my psychology assignment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally. And I have a whole paragraph relating to the homosexual dormancy in heterosexual Australian males - with back up. Yes, I am proud.</content>
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    <title>AARRGGHHH!!!</title>
    <published>2006-09-04T00:26:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-04T00:26:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">See, I told you all that I am not that intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a psychology assignment that needs doing - 1000 words, Intro., Discuss., and Abstract - and I CANT DO IT! I dont really know why I cant do it - maybe i dont have the brain capacity to understand self-disclosure, maybe because I dont disclose information about myself, maybe I am too stupid, I dont know. I just dont understand it at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a darned science report anyday!!</content>
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    <title>Today is a good day</title>
    <published>2006-09-01T01:33:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-01T01:33:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Do You Like It? - &lt;i&gt;Our Lady Peace&lt;/i&gt;</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yes, yes it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the first day of spring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wait I have to paint my nails...ok undercoat is on&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance is on tonight, and Arie, Tamsin and myself are going to the cot first...it will be a fun night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have a prac between now and then, so I can handle that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so mellow this semester. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ok, I have to put on the polish now...ok first layer is on&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to put nail polish on while Im at the computer, coz otherwise I get bored and the polish gets wrecked. Im a dill, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go now, and lurk...</content>
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