<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844</id><updated>2011-07-03T02:52:56.794+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cemetary Drive</title><subtitle type='html'>I want to be in another place, I hate when you say you don't understand. I want to be in the energy, not with the enemy. A place for my head.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113993092788380299</id><published>2006-02-14T14:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-14T15:29:06.560Z</updated><title type='text'>It's been a long time since one of my mega posts, hasn't it?</title><content type='html'>it has been ages. I will talk for a long time, if that's okay with you. I am going to Castlebar in, say, an hour. I have only about €50 which I amn't even willing to spend! Arctic Monkeys album is out, P!atD album is out, Fall Out Boy's has been out for ages and I still haven't bought any of them. Mum says I'll need to put at least 1000 euro towards Photoshop if I want to get it, but I am not sure if I even have the strength to just save.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fingers are almost numb. It's really hard to type when your fingers are like this, it's mentalizing. I should really out on a jumper or something. I went a bit mad with this top hat I found. IN OUR HOUSE. Not some weird hat off the street. I love tophats, they're so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to wear skinny jeans with boots. I don't know why, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines day really is a terrible day. All anyone talks about is "Love blah blah blah. Roses blah blah blah. Cards blah! Chocolates. Blah." I think it's just a big waste of time. Besides, if you love someone, you shouldn't really only have like one day when you make a fuss out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beyond caring, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick O' Shea read out my request thing. Go him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching Pop World the other day. I love Pete Wentz.  And Brendon and Preston and Craig from Coronation Street (Richard Fleeshman) and the guy in the Alex Rider films, And Quinn Allman. They are just the people I can't stop talking about nowadays. As most of you know. And you know who else is hot in a weird sort of way? Alex from Arctic Monkeys. Ohh yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Rock School, the show. I do not know or care what anyone else thinks of it, but that is a wonderful show. It makes me want to succeed. And that Chris kid looks just like Dougie from McFly, except for not as cute.  Speaking of Rock Schools whatever happened to that Joey guy from School of Rock? He was cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair, it torments me. It's not supposed to be curly! And if it wants to be, can't it just be the normal type of curly, the nice type? Instead of straight at the top, then wavy at the front and reeeally curly everywhere else?? That's not normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get Life On The Muderscene. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my computer game! Seeing as everything has pretty much died, it would be nice to have something to do on this crate. I guess it just wasn't meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Peeeeople try to put us d-down." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go, put on make up and stuff. Cover up the hideous-ness I call my face. And self, actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113993092788380299?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113993092788380299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113993092788380299' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113993092788380299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113993092788380299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-been-long-time-since-one-of-my.html' title='It&apos;s been a long time since one of my mega posts, hasn&apos;t it?'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113837540832786740</id><published>2006-01-27T15:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-27T15:23:43.320Z</updated><title type='text'>a survey. these seem to be my only updates don't they? bear with me.</title><content type='html'>1. Initials:&lt;br /&gt;GTHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Name someone with the same birthday as you.&lt;br /&gt;usher, i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Favorite fruit?&lt;br /&gt;grapeygrapegrapegrapes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. For or against same sex marriage?&lt;br /&gt;For. If you think it's wrong, you are a homophobe therefore, you suck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you allergic to anything?&lt;br /&gt;No, but I have sensitive sin so I break out in a rash with some facial wipes and all body glitter. There goes my life long dream of being a cabaret star. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you bisexual?&lt;br /&gt;lol. I've been told I am, but nope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever slept in someone elses clothes?&lt;br /&gt;emm. i don't think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How many U.S states have you been to?&lt;br /&gt;none!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How many of the U.S states have you lived in?&lt;br /&gt;none!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you ever lived outside the U.S?&lt;br /&gt;yes my whole life. :p what is giving me the idea that this was designed for someone american?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Name something physical you like about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;my eyes. and only on a good day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Something non-physical you like about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;emm. my ability to drink glasses ang glasses of mi wadi in a few minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. do you have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;2 cats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your dream car?&lt;br /&gt;hmm. something shiny with a lot of gadgets and a cd player. I don't really care about the essential dynamics of the car per se. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you could go anywhere in the world where would you go?&lt;br /&gt;sydney. Apart from the whole 2let's travel for a million years in a plane" part. I wouldn't like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you bipolar?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not not bipolar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What dream car do you want your husband/wife to drive?&lt;br /&gt;I'm marrying a hemaphrodite? I wouldn't want my hemaphrodite partner to drive at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Where would you want to go on a first date with your new date?&lt;br /&gt;how would i know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Has anyone ever sang or played for you personally?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Ever been kissed under fireworks?&lt;br /&gt;nope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you like president Bush?&lt;br /&gt;the retard? no not particularly. at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Have you ever bungee jumped?&lt;br /&gt;nope but i want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Have you ever white water rafted?&lt;br /&gt;nops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Has anyone ten years older than you ever hit on you?&lt;br /&gt;haha, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Are you racist?&lt;br /&gt;no. racists suck. ew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What song are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;Down - Blink 182&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What's your favorite song at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;Rocky Took A Lover - BellX1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What was the last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;jarhead. teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Where was the last place you went besides your house?&lt;br /&gt;the shop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever seriously vandalized someone else's property?&lt;br /&gt;I would say i haven't SERIOUSLY but I bet Alanah and Lisa would beg to differ. Gawd. People are so fussy about their books and tables and all other personal belonging that may be in reach of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Have you ever hit someone of the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;mmhmmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;whether they are a chav. I am far too mean to chavs. But they're chavs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What's ur fav. body part on the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;What kind of question is that? THE SPLEEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What do you usually order from Starbucks?&lt;br /&gt;i've never been to a starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you have an iPod?&lt;br /&gt;nope :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity?&lt;br /&gt;people are constantly telling me I look like all these random people. Especially Kate Moss. how in any way do I look like Kate Moss? i am not some crazy druggy with slitty eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you have freckles?&lt;br /&gt;only a few&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Are you comfortable with your height?&lt;br /&gt;No. But I don't know if I want to be taller or smaller. I want to have a defined height. Like tall or small. I'm not small, but I'm so so tall either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you love someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;CONTRARY TO POPULAR BELIEF. NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. How tall are you?&lt;br /&gt;5,7 i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you speak any other language other than english?&lt;br /&gt;french and irish. kinda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Have you ever ridden in a limo?&lt;br /&gt;no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Has anyone you were really close to passed away?&lt;br /&gt;sort of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you watch MTV?&lt;br /&gt;no sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What's something that really annoys you?&lt;br /&gt;too many things. read the blog, maybe, then you'll know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Do you like Michael Jackson?&lt;br /&gt;don't have to worry about him, do i? I'm a girl last time I checked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Have you ever surfed?&lt;br /&gt;no, just the lame version of surfing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Do you know how to pump gas?&lt;br /&gt;i never tried :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Do you drive?&lt;br /&gt;nope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. What's the latest you have ever stayed up?&lt;br /&gt;all the livelong night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Have you ever thought that you were honestly going to die?&lt;br /&gt;no, i don't think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Were you ever rushed by an ambulance into the emergency?&lt;br /&gt;nope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Have you ever been dared to do something you didn't want to do?&lt;br /&gt;YES. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. What's your favorite state to live in?&lt;br /&gt;No idea. I thought of a state that always sounds cool a second ago but i forget it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. What color is your hair?&lt;br /&gt;well. it's darkish blond and ugly at the moment. but one day. one day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. What color are your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;bluey/green. hard to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Do you have any special talents?&lt;br /&gt;Not particularly. My ability to never ever shut up. Or to sing ever though I can't really sing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Favorite non-alcoholic drink?&lt;br /&gt;Mi Wadi. or any other squash of that nature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Favorite city?&lt;br /&gt;Dublin? I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Have you ever ridden a mechanical bull?&lt;br /&gt;no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. If you were working on a pirate ship, what would you most likely be?&lt;br /&gt;I can't say I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Who do you live with?&lt;br /&gt;my mom, my father and my ret--brothers. Whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br /&gt;The Daily Politics while I was waiting for dad to leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Do you wear glasses or contacts?&lt;br /&gt;yes. Goshdarnit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Have you ever taken a roadtrip?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wackywavinginfatablearmflailingtubeman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113837540832786740?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113837540832786740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113837540832786740' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113837540832786740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113837540832786740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2006/01/survey-these-seem-to-be-my-only.html' title='a survey. these seem to be my only updates don&apos;t they? bear with me.'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113822869085014311</id><published>2006-01-25T22:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-25T22:38:10.866Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/andthebullets" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/Promo/myspace_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://myspace-024.vo.llnwd.net/00454/42/07/454297024_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Check me out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. I went and got myself a myspace. I really can't be bothered to make a big long post for you freeks because Ed Byrne is talking and he is one of the reasons I live. Him and his show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113822869085014311?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113822869085014311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113822869085014311' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113822869085014311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113822869085014311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2006/01/check-me-out-thats-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113767957866726669</id><published>2006-01-19T13:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-19T14:10:56.116Z</updated><title type='text'>"I don't want nobody see my look at myself!"</title><content type='html'>Ages since my last update. Stupid retard me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite mad at myself actually. No. Scratch that. I'm can just understand why everyone would want to hate me. But do you know what is really driving me up the wall? When people have the audacity to make statements about MY head and what I am really feeling as if THEY know more about me than I do,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that just makes me me very mad. The principle of it. They can just say, "Oh, you're lying. We didn't believe you the first million times because you were lying and you're still lying."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me? And when do you have the right to tell me about my emotions? Last time I checked, I could read my own mind, and no one else. Apparently not. Apparently I am LYING. Well. People are all too ready to believe one thing about you (true or not) and when you say "Actually, no, that's not true." they say you are lying. BUT when it's the opposite, like oh let's say you're OVER some&lt;i&gt;thing&lt;/i&gt; and it's the truth, they tell you you're wrong! I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes. I AM talking about you. This kind of thing actually makes me dislike people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If peoplw were really your friends, you'd think they'd believe you when you tell them something. Apparently not. The funny thing is, even though I don't really care, and even when I drop it and jsut don't even bother trying anymore, some people still bang on about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home sick. I am feeling somewhat better now, I had some Mi Wadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who modelled in Art instead of me. I can't run forever. One day I will have to sit in the middle of a room with everyone drawing me. At least I'll have Blackalicious. Even though he can only hold 7 songs if you put on a 9 minute long one. Normally it's around 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to go. I'm finished my Mi Wadi. Need more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113767957866726669?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113767957866726669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113767957866726669' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113767957866726669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113767957866726669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-dont-want-nobody-see-my-look-at.html' title='&quot;I don&apos;t want nobody see my look at myself!&quot;'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113623805775633491</id><published>2006-01-02T21:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-02T21:40:57.793Z</updated><title type='text'>haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better and you can't stand it.</title><content type='html'>Hey, I haven't posted in ages, or at least, it seems like ages. not a whole lot has been going on. I guess I could talk about the disco if I really wanted to. It was fun. Not the totally best I ever expected, but it wasn't dissapointing either. It was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know a secret? I absolutely love wearing short shirts. Who knows why? I have fat legs. Waah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just straightened half my hair then got bored. it takes so much time and paience, ugh. I only realized while I did that that the hair underneath my top layer of hair goes mad curly, like orla hair curly. It would be nice if the rest wasn't just sort of wavy/kinky. Not in a good way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone go to &lt;a href=http://boards.toxic-passion.net&gt;T-P MB.&lt;/a&gt;. It's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I am bored. I'm going to Enniskillen tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, two elderly people going missing from their nursing homes? That's insane, it makes me feel quite sad about what our country is coming to. Not to mention all those gang wars, and the fact that tha fatherof the guy who won X-Factor is in prison. FOR RAPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new year's resolutions :&lt;br /&gt;Stop biting nails!!!&lt;br /&gt;Get guitar lessons&lt;br /&gt;Get hair done&lt;br /&gt;Be nicer to people&lt;br /&gt;Study better&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to code an entire site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anything else to say. I will update better later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113623805775633491?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113623805775633491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113623805775633491' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113623805775633491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113623805775633491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2006/01/havent-you-heard-that-im-new-cancer.html' title='haven&apos;t you heard that I&apos;m the new cancer? Never looked better and you can&apos;t stand it.'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113483853624969887</id><published>2005-12-17T16:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-17T16:55:42.930Z</updated><title type='text'>HOORAY for these wird e-mail surveys you get in e-mails that I like to put on my blog instead of sending them which is lame.</title><content type='html'>Hmm, this is weird. Okay you bold the things that are true about you, italize the things you wish were and leave one thing about yourself. Eep. DO THIS ON YOUR BLOGS TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss somebody right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont watch TV these days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love olives.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I own lots of books.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love to play video games.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've tried marijuana.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've watched porn movies.&lt;br /&gt;I have been in a threesome.&lt;br /&gt;I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe honesty is usually the best policy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I curse sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have changed a lot mentally over the last year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm TOTALLY smart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've broken someone's bones.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a secret that im ashamed to reveal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hate the rain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm paranoid at sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need money right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love sushi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I talk really,really fast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have fresh breath in the morning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have long hair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;I have at least one sibling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was born in a country outside of U.S.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I like the way i look.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have lied to a good friend in the last 6 months.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know how to cornrow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am usually pessimistic.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have a lot of mood swings.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think prostitution should be legalized.&lt;br /&gt;i think Britney Spears is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Slept with a suitemate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have a hidden talent.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar i have.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have a lot of friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am currently single :|&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pecked someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love to shop.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy window shopping.&lt;br /&gt;I would rather shop then eat.&lt;br /&gt;I would classify myself as ghetto.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bourgie and have worn a sweater tied around my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm obsessed with my Xanga, Blog or Livejournal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't hate anyone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I dislike them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm a pretty good dancer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have a cell phone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe in God.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch MTV on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've rejected someone before.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I currently like someone!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have no idea what i want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to have children in the future.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have changed a diaper before.&lt;br /&gt;I've called the cops on a friend before.&lt;br /&gt;I am a member of the Tom Green fan club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm not allergic to anything.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have a lot to learn!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been with someone at least 10 years older or younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am shy around the opposite sex.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm online 24/7, even as an away message.&lt;br /&gt;I have at least 5 away message saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have tried alcohol or drugs before.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I own the "South Park" movie!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have avoided assignments at work/school to be on Xanga or Livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;When I was a kid I played "the birds and the bees" with a neighbor or chum.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy some country music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I would die for my best friends.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;br /&gt;I watch soap operas whenever i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm obsessive, and often a perfectionist.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;br /&gt;I know all the words to Slick Rick's "Children's Story".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Halloween is awesome&lt;/b&gt; because you get free candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I watch Spongebob Squarepants and i like it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have dated a close friends's ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I like surveys/memes.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am happy at this moment&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm obsessed with guys, sort of&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Democrat.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Conservative Republic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am punk rockish.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am preppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I go for older guys/girls,not younger, sometimes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I study for tests most of the time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;I can work on a car.&lt;br /&gt;I love my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i am comfortable with who I am right now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I walk barefoot wherever i can.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sea turtles.&lt;br /&gt;I spend ridiculous money on makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I belive in prophetic dreams.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Plan on achieving a major goal/dream.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm proficient in a musical instrument.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i worked at McDonald's restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;I hate office jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love sci-fi movies.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I think water rules.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went college out of state.&lt;br /&gt;I am adopted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I like sausage.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am a pyro.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Red sox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have thrown up from crying too much&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have been intentionally hurt by people that i loved.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love kisses.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I fall for the worst people.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adore bright colours.&lt;br /&gt;I love Dear Abby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can't live without black eyeliner.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I think school is awesome.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think pigtails serve a purpose: whacking people&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why the hell i just did this stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;I usually like covers better than originals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't like multi-textured ice cream.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think John Cusack is adorable.&lt;br /&gt;I f**king hate chain theme restaurants like Applebees and TGIFridays.&lt;br /&gt;I watch food network way too much.&lt;br /&gt;I love coaching youth sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't whistle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can move my tongue in waves, much like a snakes slither.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have ridden a horse.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own/have owned a horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I still have every journal I've ever written in.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stick to a diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I talk in my sleep.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've often thought that i was born in the wrong century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbing trees is a brilliant past-time.&lt;br /&gt;I have jazz in my blood.&lt;br /&gt;I would not be friends with my family if they weren't family.&lt;br /&gt;I wear a toe ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have a tattoo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can't stand at LEAST one person that i work with.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;br /&gt;I know who Santos L. Halper is.&lt;br /&gt;I read trashy romance novels and I am ashamed. &lt;br /&gt;I love wrestling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am completely tree-huggy spiritual, and I'm not ashamed at all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I knew i would get away with it, I would commit at least one murder.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cosplay or know what cosplaying is.&lt;br /&gt;I have been to over 15 conventions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will collect anything, and the more nonsesical, the better.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy a nice glass of wine with dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm an artist, in a way&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a goal to collect every Jonny Depp movie ever made.&lt;br /&gt;I have an unhealthy taco bell obsession.&lt;br /&gt;I have had a crush on a cartoon character when i was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;I have spent more on anime and manga than many spend on computers or other high end products.&lt;br /&gt;I only clean my room when necessary.&lt;br /&gt;I like a person of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am rough with everything i hold&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I bite my nails compulsively&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, you can't make this stuff up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amount I've got italized. Does that show anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later. Grace x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113483853624969887?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113483853624969887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113483853624969887' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113483853624969887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113483853624969887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/12/hooray-for-these-wird-e-mail-surveys.html' title='HOORAY for these wird e-mail surveys you get in e-mails that I like to put on my blog instead of sending them which is lame.'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113362079814360636</id><published>2005-12-03T13:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-03T14:39:58.200Z</updated><title type='text'>People all grow up to die. There is no one here but me.</title><content type='html'>Argos are trying to make their name into a verb like Google. It's pathetic, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am listening to Hypnotize, I'm trying to drill it into my brain until the songs don't sound right on their own and each and every single one has grown on me. So far, I only like Solider Side and Hypnotize. She's like Heroin is funny, but I just don't think any of it is Mesmerize standards. After a couple of million listens I will had changed my opinion however. Just like when I bought "...Bullets..." I was all "No way is this anywhere near as good as 'Three Cheers...'" but then I did this and I was all "yay!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ignore me, when I say mean things about it. Attack is already in my head it has begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want some Mi Wadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not much else to say, I mean, I am bored out of mt skull. The other day I was editing templates like there was no tomorrow. It was fun. At this stage I could make a website. Well, I'm not at that stage yet. I don't have enough energy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the Razr phone. I don't care what you say, I love it and I am getting it. it is cheaper in the Carphone Warehouse, but where are they down here? The only place I saw one ever was in Enniskillen and hello? I doubt we can run up there to purchase a phone then back down in time for Christmas. But it's so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Mum will have to buy it for me, like she said, I don't actually own a phone. I want an iPod too. I have like 70 euro, which isn't really enough and I'll be damned before I buy a shuffle (no offence people with shuffles! :P) but hey! It's Christmas. Speaking of, Mary's birthday is on Sunday and Luke's is on Monday and needless to say I am presentless for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine on the Luke front but what does one buy Mary-Elizabeth? I mean, all I can think is a velour tracksuit or make up. I KNOW!!!! yay! it will pain me to buy t, but I think I know what she would like! Even though my reputation in that shop will be shot down, because I am always the girl who goes in and asks for something obscure that they never ever have and you can tell they're thinking "Why can't she want McFly or Green Day? We have lots of Green Day! Kiddies love Green Day and McFly. Who the hell are Panic! At The Disco ?..." et cetera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg! I found the coolest thing off yer man, Rock O' Shea, from 2fm. His &lt;a href="http://ricksbreakfastblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;! It's really funny actually. Anyway, there are supposedly 75 bands hidden in this picture. me and Luke found about 20 or something :$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(click to make it bigger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/graceofmyheart/7520Bands.jpg" alt="there really are 75!!!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that if it doesn't work, go to his blog. because it's really funny. he had 50 facts about Mr T and 50 facts about Chuck Norris. (eg: 25. That's the number of fools Mr T has pitied the length of time it took you to read this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I am going to go. Laters xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113362079814360636?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113362079814360636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113362079814360636' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113362079814360636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113362079814360636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/12/people-all-grow-up-to-die-there-is-no.html' title='People all grow up to die. There is no one here but me.'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113310020553681132</id><published>2005-11-27T13:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-27T14:03:25.550Z</updated><title type='text'>candycanes and valentines</title><content type='html'>I had a nosebleed last night. While I was moaning about how no-one loves me. When you say that people say "People do love you!" and when you demand examples they give you like one. And one that so doesn't count! It's alright for them to say "Ewww, he doesn't count!" but when you do, well, you're just being fussy. But come ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like everyone in 2C thinks I am bulimic. And that I hurt myself. And everyone else thinks I am going out with &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt;. It torments me, it really does. The worst part, well. You know what the worst part is. Unless you don't. But I'm sort of going off .. them .. now. or maybe I'm not. isn't it strange the way I don't actually know how I feel about it anymore. You'd think I would. But really I'm just as confused as someone else. A third party, even. Funny how, just as everyone says "Ooh are you going out with [insertnamehere]?!" that you actually don't wish you were. Well, not as much as you used to. Know what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I listen to Arctic Monkeys I feel happy. I don't give a crap if everyone likes them, if they make me happy they should be awarded with the Nobel Peace Prize. Just like every single person on Ed Byrne's Just For Laughs and the Panel and the Simon guy off Popworld. Anyone who can make me laugh should be Pope. Speaking of the Pope, he is mean. He said we couldn't do lots of shit. Anyway, I maybe perhaps should not badmouth the head of The Catholic Church. because, you know. God might smite me or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that he already did. Smite the whole of Mayo even. The whole fucking world gets snow apart from us! We prayed and prayed! Why? What the hell is praying going to do if you dont even get snow!? Scotland took our snow. Even fucking Japan have snow!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we still had school. Grr. I can't wait until... something. I don't know what. But I am looking forward to it. I want the black razr. or maybe the pink one. the girl in me likes the idea of pink but the freay goth emo person wants the black one to match her wardrobe. I think I shall get the pink one, because I want to. My computer is being so slow. I can't even see what I am typing. But whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google spellcheck is so full of itself. it won't correct capitalization mistakes but of course it will correct 'google' to 'Google'. So, whatever. This is quite a long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I to do? If I get any candycanes it will be a joke. A big haha look at Grace joke. But that's cool. Oh wait, I think Aiden is sending us all some. Aw. Does that mean we have to send him some back? Probably. Ack, I don't mind. If anyone sends some in my name, they will not live to see everyone laughing at me. Swear. These things are just another excuse to show up the losers and for the "popular" people to show that loads of boys love them and being al "OOh, look at me! Screw them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably finish up. I smell rashers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later bishes. xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113310020553681132?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113310020553681132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113310020553681132' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113310020553681132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113310020553681132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/11/candycanes-and-valentines.html' title='candycanes and valentines'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113235241186968102</id><published>2005-11-18T22:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-18T22:20:11.886Z</updated><title type='text'>we're the propogators of all genocide</title><content type='html'>I'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that funny. Everything is falling apart around me. It's time to play the Everything Sucks Game. This is great. I often do this to Jane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: Everything sucks!&lt;br /&gt;her: No it's doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;You: Oh yeah? Name one thing that doesn't suck.&lt;br /&gt;Her: Art&lt;br /&gt;You: I am shit at art&lt;br /&gt;Her: No you're not. Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;You: Makes you fat&lt;br /&gt;her: Not if you have a fast metabolism&lt;br /&gt;You: Gives you spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et cetera. You lose when you can't think of anything bad about something. She loses if she can't think of anything that is purely good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great for when you are feeling that everything sucks. Like now. I defy you to find something that doesn't suck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, shut up Grace and talk about current affairs. Well, emm, I can think of something that isn't surrent per se, but it is only a drama now. But I can't write that on my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine attempting suicide. I mean, I think the world is a pile of shite and I don't deserve life, but I wouldn't try removing myself from it. It's not worth the hassle you leave behind. That's my philosophy anyway. Think of other ways. Form a band and swear loudly in an attempt to tell everyone they suck. Unless you suck at playing your instrument. Like myself. Then you're screwed. because if you are like me and aren't assertive enough to DO SOMETHING about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, no one loves me and I'm going to die alone. I'm back at that stage again. my life is so tragic. Yet not as tragic as other's. So why the fuck are you whining Grace???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113235241186968102?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113235241186968102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113235241186968102' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113235241186968102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113235241186968102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/11/were-propogators-of-all-genocide.html' title='we&apos;re the propogators of all genocide'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113217679380481601</id><published>2005-11-16T21:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-16T21:33:13.816Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My life is over. utterly and completely over. For those of you who have no idea what I am talking about, I am too humiliated to post the link as to why. Oh yes, there is a link. A URL if you will. A Uniform Location resource if you want to get technical about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh GOD kill me now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113217679380481601?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113217679380481601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113217679380481601' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113217679380481601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113217679380481601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-life-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113190238643640587</id><published>2005-11-13T17:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-13T17:19:46.436Z</updated><title type='text'>EDIT</title><content type='html'>Okay, so you may now have realised that the skin is different, but hey at least it worked, and I fit comments into it. I'm still working on getting the actualy blog as the first thing you see. It probably shan't be ahrd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now all I need is a picture. Hmmm. Even if I found a nice one, I'm not able to code pictures in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a failure&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113190238643640587?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113190238643640587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113190238643640587' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113190238643640587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113190238643640587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/11/edit.html' title='EDIT'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113189993510044927</id><published>2005-11-13T16:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-13T16:38:55.100Z</updated><title type='text'>screw it</title><content type='html'>I have lost my edge. I don't know what went wrong but I just cannot be bothered anymore! I hate my current skin, it's way too bright and happy. I found a nice one, that is cool, IMO (&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/info/61103"&gt;http://blogskins.com/info/61103&lt;/a&gt;) and whenever I get a skin I simply must put all my junk in it. And it's got to have comments. I generally can edit them to get comments but this one is stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113189993510044927?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113189993510044927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113189993510044927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113189993510044927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113189993510044927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/11/screw-it.html' title='screw it'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113180411481297064</id><published>2005-11-12T13:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-12T14:01:54.826Z</updated><title type='text'>the news, the weather, and other things you really don't care about</title><content type='html'>I killed my freewebs account. It was the worst EVER. Maybe with one or two exceptions that are a given, like Ferdia's and "John" 's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I kept all the links because I love them too much. And all my quiz answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, because I have other things to attend to. Gosh, that actually made me sound like I have a life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113180411481297064?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113180411481297064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113180411481297064' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113180411481297064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113180411481297064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/11/news-weather-and-other-things-you.html' title='the news, the weather, and other things you really don&apos;t care about'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113157073559642695</id><published>2005-11-09T20:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-09T21:12:15.610Z</updated><title type='text'>I'm trying, to let you know just how much you mean to me.</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been a long time since my last update. There are 20 whole comments there!that's unreal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really stupid, on several counts. Grr me and my stupidity! And no one is online and I got another new e-mail address. This is the last time, I swear. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sodapopandridalin911@hotmail.com.&lt;/span&gt; the spammers will be pleased to know. It's sort of off-pissy if you want all your old settings back but screw that. I'm not going to stick around with an address I barely know. This one, I already have used (here's a hint, check your address bar!). I've seen Ridalin spelled Ritalin and Ridalin so I'm not sure anymore. I think it's Ritalin. Oh well, someone else evidently got it wrong too if I couldn't have it. Grr them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait Google spellcheck is confirming that yes, it is Ritalin. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Google spellcheck. It stops me comitting the sin of spelling errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just been informed I have to go to bed early tonight. Sounds resonable. I have been &lt;em&gt;going&lt;/em&gt; to bed on time, but I've been awake until like, until 2fm forget what music is and play some weird dance CRAP, then the news for a few hours until normal people arise. And the next day I can't get up out of bed until like, 20 to. And then I fall asleep in Irish and Geography and forget my book in French and lead Ms Reilley quicker to her mental breakdown that it's on its way any day now, wher she will walk around screaming "Aideen O Reiley" and that'll be all she will be able to say. And I don't have breakfast i nthe morning and I forget to get lunch monety and I have to jump first years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a normal day in the life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't jump first years really. Not actually phisycally. But I make the nice ones give me 50 cent until I have enough for sweet chocolate. It makes the rockin world go round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're so small and cute. But they're such whores. Were we so whoresome when we were in the year of the first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, were other people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a long post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omigod I feel sad. I want to watch Family Guy but Luke's friend has season 3 which isn't even mine (sorry about that Seán)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had better post this. I'm going again to say how sad and depressed I am. November can do that to you. It really does. It sucks the life and soul out of everyone. Especially when there is a concert on Friday that I am SUPPOSED TO BE AT. IN my head I am anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laters lovies xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113157073559642695?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113157073559642695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113157073559642695' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113157073559642695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113157073559642695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-trying-to-let-you-know-just-how.html' title='I&apos;m trying, to let you know just how much you mean to me.'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113123339421966802</id><published>2005-11-05T23:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-05T23:29:54.230Z</updated><title type='text'>SOTW!!!!</title><content type='html'>GAH! New song of the week!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wonderwall Boulevard&lt;/strong&gt;. Oh yes by &lt;strong&gt;Green Day &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oasis&lt;/strong&gt;, with a cameo by a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~mystery guest!~ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Oh you wouldn't think it woud work but my God, it works. &lt;strong&gt;LISTEN TO IT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laters x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113123339421966802?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113123339421966802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113123339421966802' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113123339421966802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113123339421966802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/11/sotw.html' title='SOTW!!!!'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113120053470566785</id><published>2005-11-05T14:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-05T14:22:14.723Z</updated><title type='text'>I's forgotten how much I like launchCAST on a good day.</title><content type='html'>I went through all my ratings and got rid of all the country CRAP that was present. Now it's much better. And playing reccomended artists I actually do like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. Going into town. Do I really want to? Town is boring but so is home. And at least in town you have people to hang out with. God I feel sick. Honestly. I hope Orla doesn't mind that I won't come in. I don't think holidays are good for me. Neither is school. GAH! so many pop-ups. Google Toolbar SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113120053470566785?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113120053470566785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113120053470566785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113120053470566785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113120053470566785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/11/is-forgotten-how-much-i-like.html' title='I&apos;s forgotten how much I like launchCAST on a good day.'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113110580770023907</id><published>2005-11-04T11:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-04T12:03:27.713Z</updated><title type='text'>And you can cry all you want to, I don't care how much you invest yourself in me</title><content type='html'>I am LOVING the latest album I bought. MCR's first album! Yay. It's really good, I must say. But I dunno, some of the songs aren't that good. At first listen. At first listen it could be anything. That's why I've got it on loop in my room so it's get nice and stuck in my head and all the songs grow on me. Just like Three Cheers. I reccommend it to one and all. Apart from Eminem fans. 'Cause they suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is starting to sound a bit like Jingletown so I'll stop with the normality. I've been extremely annoyed. But I don't know why. It is probably a mixture of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO HIDEOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when I get my hair cut ... nope I'll still be hideous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting my hair cut. And I am getting a colour in it. So blargh to all of you. I wish I could dye the entire thing this colour - &lt;a href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/graceofmyheart/sitepics/hair.jpg"&gt;http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/graceofmyheart/sitepics/hair.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just click that 'cause I don't have time to upload the picture. It's just the colour anyway. The thin line between red and pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later idiots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113110580770023907?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113110580770023907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113110580770023907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113110580770023907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113110580770023907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/11/and-you-can-cry-all-you-want-to-i-dont.html' title='And you can cry all you want to, I don&apos;t care how much you invest yourself in me'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113075771399058742</id><published>2005-10-31T11:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-31T11:21:54.006Z</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a271/mygreenromance27/gerard5.jpg" alt="he's mine! and he bites!!!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an appropriate song of the day. vampires will never hurt you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if they get me and the sun goes down into the ground&lt;br /&gt;And if they get me take this spike to my heart and&lt;br /&gt;And if they get me and the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;And if they get me take this spike and&lt;br /&gt;You put the spike in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if the sun comes up will it tear the skin right off our bones&lt;br /&gt;And then as razor sharp white teeth rip out our necks I saw you there&lt;br /&gt;Someone get me to the doctor, someone get me to a church&lt;br /&gt;Where they can pump this venom gaping hole&lt;br /&gt;And you must keep your soul like a secret in your throat&lt;br /&gt;And if they come and get me&lt;br /&gt;You put the spike in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if they get me and the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;And if they get me take this spike and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Can you take this spike?&lt;br /&gt;Will it fill our hearts with thoughts of endless&lt;br /&gt;Night time sky&lt;br /&gt;Can you take this spike?&lt;br /&gt;Will it wash away this jet black feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the nightclub set the stage for this they come in pairs she said&lt;br /&gt;We'll shoot back holy water like cheap whiskey they're always there&lt;br /&gt;Someone get me to the doctor, and someone call the nurse&lt;br /&gt;And someone buy me roses, and someone burned the church&lt;br /&gt;We're hanging out with corpses, and driving in this hearse&lt;br /&gt;And someone save my soul tonight, please save my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Can you take this spike?&lt;br /&gt;Will it fill our hearts with thoughts of endless&lt;br /&gt;Night time sky&lt;br /&gt;Can you take this spike?&lt;br /&gt;Will it wash away this jet black now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as these days watch over time, and as these days watch over time&lt;br /&gt;And as these days watch over us tonight&lt;br /&gt;[x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let them, I'll never let them&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let them hurt you not tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let them, I can't forget them&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let them hurt you, I promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Struck down, before our prime&lt;br /&gt;Before, you got off the floor&lt;br /&gt;Can you stake my heart? Can you stake my heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you stake my heart? Can you stake my heart?&lt;br /&gt;(And these thoughts of endless night&lt;br /&gt;bring us back into the light &lt;br /&gt;and this venom from my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you stake my heart? Can you stake my heart?&lt;br /&gt;(And these thoughts of endless night&lt;br /&gt;bring us back into the light &lt;br /&gt;kill this venom from my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you stake me before the sun goes down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And as always, innocent like roller coasters.&lt;br /&gt;Fatality is like ghosts in snow and you have no idea what you're up against &lt;br /&gt;because I've seen what they look like. &lt;br /&gt;Becoming perfect as if they were sterling silver chainsaws going cascading...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113075771399058742?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113075771399058742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113075771399058742' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113075771399058742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113075771399058742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/halloween_31.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113053489253608249</id><published>2005-10-28T22:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T22:30:19.220+01:00</updated><title type='text'>i put a game on my site. we're quite the "hi-tech" now.</title><content type='html'>yes. freewebs.com/jingletown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr my website is so terrible compared to the good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a list of bad things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;everyone is coolier and prettier than me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have a guitar i cant play&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am shite at everyhitng&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i got 0% in my history&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my shoes suck&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i dont have tickets to MCR in november&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have mr english as a teacher&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nobody loves me ((see number 1))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;and by the little comments link underneath this that says '0' you will notice that. who am I even talking to??? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I mean, nobody goes on this here blog. or when they do (Vicky) they scan for their name and if they dont see it, ignore the rest. but whatever, that's cool. maybe if I was interesting people would read it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in one of THOSE moods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what? rejection should be illegal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so should unrequitedness and all the rotten fruits it bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113053489253608249?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113053489253608249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113053489253608249' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113053489253608249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113053489253608249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-put-game-on-my-site-were-quite-hi.html' title='i put a game on my site. we&apos;re quite the &quot;hi-tech&quot; now.'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113044116702272098</id><published>2005-10-27T20:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T20:26:07.033+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"KFC the only thing missing is U!"</title><content type='html'>I am seriously contemplating something. I don't know what though. Why does everyhting suck so much? I had to wait in the rain for a bso-bloody-lutely ages today for Dad and Aishling had to go off to study and iwas all alone. And wet. I HATE rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw the Magic Nmbers are on. "hoo hoo hoowoo hoo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113044116702272098?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113044116702272098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113044116702272098' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113044116702272098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113044116702272098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/kfc-only-thing-missing-is-u.html' title='&quot;KFC the only thing missing is U!&quot;'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113035214997203851</id><published>2005-10-26T19:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T19:42:29.980+01:00</updated><title type='text'>i've found something else to add to the list of "Why my life is the suckiest pile of shite one could ever hope to come across"</title><content type='html'>my e-mail address has the same name as a RICKY MARTIN SONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kills self*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113035214997203851?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113035214997203851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113035214997203851' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113035214997203851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113035214997203851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/ive-found-something-else-to-add-to.html' title='i&apos;ve found something else to add to the list of &quot;Why my life is the suckiest pile of shite one could ever hope to come across&quot;'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113032799790232915</id><published>2005-10-26T12:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T13:01:25.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"A boat's a boat, but the Mystery Box could be anything! It could even be a boat!"</title><content type='html'>Grrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary is mean. everyone knows that when you say "What do you think of this person?" means "She likes you! ha ha" . It's so tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't I shut up? No one cares, Grace! No one cares about your stupid little problems and no one cares about your stupid little crush and no one cares about stupid little you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113032799790232915?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113032799790232915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113032799790232915' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113032799790232915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113032799790232915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/boats-boat-but-mystery-box-could-be.html' title='&quot;A boat&apos;s a boat, but the Mystery Box could be anything! It could even be a boat!&quot;'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113008416189162853</id><published>2005-10-23T17:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T17:16:01.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'>email survey mabobbie</title><content type='html'>Okay, I like these thingies actually but I hate when you get them in an e-mail and you are supposed to send them to a million pople.&lt;br /&gt;So here it goes. Along with everything else that doesn't belong anywhere (ie my thoughts and dreams)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIMPLE QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Full name: Grace Healy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nicknames: variations of grace, nothing exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Eyes: blue around the edge and green towards the middle. the green is more noticable with eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Height: 5,6" I think. I'm small compared to tall people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hair: blonde supposedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Best feature: emm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do u like to sing in the shower? sure. and everywhere else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Favourite position? i like to make myself as small as can be especially when I'm depressed and/or lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Birthday: 14th october&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Sign: libra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Address: westport, etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Sex: female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Right or Left handed: right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you want in a relationship: a relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever cheated? nooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Marital status: single...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have a car? no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What kind of car do you have? ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVOURITE QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Movie: donnie darko or nightmare before christmas but I also love those american teen movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Song of the moment: Hurt-Nine Inch Nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Actor: dunno actually. johnny depp or jack black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Actress: rachel McAdams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Food: my favourite food is food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Number: 14. but in payday my lucky number is 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Disney Character: disney character? gee I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Colour: black and pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What is your life motto? em. dont not do things because people say not to. now that's deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. How old do you want to be when you are married? when i meet someone i want to marry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you have a crush? yes. Its so so tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Music/TV: music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Guys/Girls: what kind of question is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Green/Blue: green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Pink/Purple: pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Summer/Winter: winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Night/Day: night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Hanging Out/Chilling: they mean the same thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. You bored yet? i was before this that's why I'm doing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. What's a major turn on for you? weirdness. lets just leave it at that eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Most blonde friend: rebecca m is realy blonde but is she my friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Nicest friend: all of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Tallest: Mary E or Matthias. wait John is bigger than them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Best personality: all they are all wonderful worthwhile individuals. (heh heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Which 5 people do you trust? i trust everyone too much. but then if they give me a chance not to trust them I never will gain (I can name about 10 of them right now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Is it right to flirt if you have a bf/gf? define flirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59.what was the last thing you cried over or got tears from? em. i didnt want to go to Mass this morning. I don't like being forced to do stuff. mass is okay generally but i was tired and ugly and frustrated. wen I am frustrated i CRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. What's something about guys/girls you don't get? i dont get how guys think shite and all that is funny. its way immature. then again not all of them do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. An object you can't live without? my computer ask anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Love or Lust: lust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Silver or gold: silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Diamond or pearl: diamonds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Sunset or sunrise: sunrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Do you sleep with stuffed animals: ther are some at the end of my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Do you have any piercings: ears. I want to get my lip done though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. What's the last 4 digits of your home phone number: 6871&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Where would you want to go on your honeymoon?: somewhere crazy. and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Who do you want to spend to rest of your life with: waaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex: shoes. but thats everyone. also what bands they like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Favorite sport? sport isnt my thing but if i had to say maybe badminton cos its the only one I dont suck at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. What's the next cd/s you're going to get? not sure. next good one i see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. What's the best advice given to you? tear your larynx out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. What are your future goals? 1. find goals. 2. fulfill them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Do you like Funny or Scary movies? funny rpobably unless they are scary but good. not just blood ghosts argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. On the phone or in person? In person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Hugs or kisses? kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. If you died tomorrow what would you miss the most? id be dead wouldnt i? id have to say id miss not being dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Do u have any enemies? heh heh. too many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Would you rather be rich or famous? famous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. What time is it now? 17.11 23/10.05, btw I have no life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Have you ever been in love? define love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Have you met Santa? define santa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. If E.T. knocked on your door holding up a peace sign and asked to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;use your phone what would you do? define ET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Do u have any pets? yes. theo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Last time you were depressed: 17.11 23/10/05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Are you an alcoholic? not per se&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98.Who sent u this e-mail? ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Wo you think of this person: not sure. he only send me mass emails whenever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Do u want your friends to write back? i say : post this on your own blog. go on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113008416189162853?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113008416189162853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113008416189162853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113008416189162853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113008416189162853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/email-survey-mabobbie.html' title='email survey mabobbie'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113007309467150928</id><published>2005-10-23T14:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T14:11:34.676+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everything sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113007309467150928?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113007309467150928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113007309467150928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113007309467150928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113007309467150928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/everything-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-113000354325509678</id><published>2005-10-22T18:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T18:52:23.260+01:00</updated><title type='text'>nobody loves me and everyone hates me</title><content type='html'>especially the one person I would most like to love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is shite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-113000354325509678?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/113000354325509678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=113000354325509678' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113000354325509678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/113000354325509678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/nobody-loves-me-and-everyone-hates-me.html' title='nobody loves me and everyone hates me'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112984241935470383</id><published>2005-10-20T22:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T22:06:59.363+01:00</updated><title type='text'>omigosh I have the funniest idea ever</title><content type='html'>haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realize I ave been posting a lot today but I'm bored goddmanit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112984241935470383?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112984241935470383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112984241935470383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112984241935470383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112984241935470383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/omigosh-i-have-funniest-idea-ever.html' title='omigosh I have the funniest idea ever'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112982959787056644</id><published>2005-10-20T18:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T18:33:17.876+01:00</updated><title type='text'>anyway.</title><content type='html'>I'm searching for a new blogskin. One that is like a real blog template. For convenience. Cos I know how much everyone hates it when I get ones that are alll crazy.&lt;br /&gt;This one is just so boring. it's nice and black and all but every second person has it!Wait I may have one. Just temporarily lets try this jack und sally one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112982959787056644?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112982959787056644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112982959787056644' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112982959787056644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112982959787056644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/anyway.html' title='anyway.'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112982850991011659</id><published>2005-10-20T18:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T18:15:09.920+01:00</updated><title type='text'>not my words</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Small, simple, safe price&lt;br /&gt;Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets&lt;br /&gt;This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals&lt;br /&gt;And I am not afraid to die&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight.&lt;br /&gt;I want the pain of payment&lt;br /&gt;What's left, but a section of pigmy size cuts&lt;br /&gt;Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks&lt;br /&gt;Would you be my little cut?&lt;br /&gt;Would you be my thousand fucks?&lt;br /&gt;And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid&lt;br /&gt;To fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter&lt;br /&gt;I'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart&lt;br /&gt;Love is not like anything&lt;br /&gt;Especially a fucking knife&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is at the beginning of I'm a fake and Bert McCracken screaming at you while you are listening to a CD i somewhat disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;And I always have to skip it. I'm a Fake freaks me out anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112982850991011659?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112982850991011659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112982850991011659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112982850991011659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112982850991011659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/not-my-words.html' title='not my words'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112973959322413984</id><published>2005-10-19T17:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T17:33:13.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'>email address</title><content type='html'>i got a new email address. Spam me and die : fire.against.fire@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112973959322413984?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112973959322413984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112973959322413984' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112973959322413984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112973959322413984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/email-address.html' title='email address'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112967036808229172</id><published>2005-10-18T21:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T22:19:28.093+01:00</updated><title type='text'>[insert cutting edge quote and/or song lyrics for title here]</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is very relevant if you are Jane or Orla or Vicky or any of those people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sorry for saying your names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;But it wasn't in a mean sort of way though so ye should be okay right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, I'm going to say them again so you'd better get used to it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;sorry again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presents are much more fun when they are other peoples' unwanted presents aren't they &lt;strong&gt;JANE&lt;/strong&gt;?!?&lt;br /&gt;Ooh that makes me laugh. But of course some hats are better than others therefore some presents are better than others therefore : dump him and do it soon.&lt;br /&gt;But if anyone reading this who shouldn't be LOOK AWAY NOW! Oh why do I even bother? I mean how many people are reading: raise your hands, all 3 of you. My point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, did you know that freewebs only let you have&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; paragraphs??? And only &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; pages??? That is madness, my site is shit now. I mean, it's some horrible ruse to get us to go Premium but COME ON! Half of the people are using Freewebs (operative term being &lt;em&gt;free&lt;/em&gt;) is that they are too stingy to use a better host! They are hardly going to pay to use something that has &lt;em&gt;free&lt;/em&gt; in the title are they??? Besides I don't carry American Credit cards with me absolutely everywhere I go, now do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to the point, I want to talk about all I have learned in school today. *low whistle* All the bets have been changed! har har. Also, everyone is so hap diddly happy. And why? Some people are with some people who don't take personal hygeine seriously! And others (don't ask me why but referring directly to people seems so, well, direct. but YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE. thank you) don't realize -well they do but yknow- that lots of poeple like them so why are they with someone who doesn't even act like he likes her, not one tiny bit??? I mean! OTHERS don't have anyone and the one person they do like so totally doesn't like them and then their friends set them up with someone else and what was that suppsed to mean? Huh? I mean do you think I'm desperate? Or do you think "oh well that person will never like her so let's keep her busy with this random guy!" ??? I feel insulted. So sorry I acted like a bit of a bitch. That leads me to what I said earlier about presents and hats and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;It makes sense if you are Poppin fresh.&lt;br /&gt;So does that.&lt;br /&gt;Also.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to find a nice picture of fire. Pyromaniacs rub off on me. I'm so impressionable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Go on touch it!" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/graceofmyheart/fire.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That isn't good. Or is it?&lt;br /&gt;Although I was pretty obsessed with fire before. Remember the day i set my jumper alight? Not on purpose of course. It was funny though. I bet you'll find it in the archives if you don't believe me. Go on! I defy you. Or else it's in the old one...&lt;br /&gt;The one no one speaks of...&lt;br /&gt;*scary ghost music*&lt;br /&gt;Now what else can I rant about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brothers. Luke and Jack are so very annoying. I think that one or both of them may have ADD. or some other weird thing. Luke definetely has something where they symptoms include : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;mood swings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hungry and thirst all the time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;eating my nice food then lying about it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wanting to eat my nice food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not being allowed my nice food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh wait that's diabetes. But her doesn't have to be so mean about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later bitches xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112967036808229172?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112967036808229172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112967036808229172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112967036808229172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112967036808229172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/insert-cutting-edge-quote-andor-song.html' title='[insert cutting edge quote and/or song lyrics for title here]'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112932879562203337</id><published>2005-10-14T23:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T23:26:35.630+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back and it is late</title><content type='html'>*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe they made me go to Wallace and Gromit. And I enjoyed it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no time to explode on you my dear keyboard. Maybe tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112932879562203337?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112932879562203337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112932879562203337' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112932879562203337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112932879562203337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-back-and-it-is-late.html' title='I am back and it is late'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112930801325530495</id><published>2005-10-14T17:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T17:41:13.300+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Well obviously not the retarded ones, Cleveland, but why would you even say that? For shock value? Jeez, there's edgy and there's offensive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="mine!" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/graceofmyheart/gerard_way.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoife Keane saw this and said "He's weird".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't say.&lt;br /&gt;I happen to like people the majority are weird in case you didn't notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW it was inside my locker. Along with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Orange&lt;/span&gt;. Oh yes. my copy of Romeo and Juliet is in ruins. I think I will have to buy a new one. I am currently in one of the bad old lockers that are temporarily in our Hallway of Horrors. I might seek out the locker of whoever sits in my place in Maths of 2B because she obviously doesn't use hers. It makes me mad. And it's not tanya anymore because she moved. Hahahaha. Poor ole Tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112930801325530495?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112930801325530495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112930801325530495' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112930801325530495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112930801325530495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/well-obviously-not-retarded-ones.html' title='Well obviously not the retarded ones, Cleveland, but why would you even say that? For shock value? Jeez, there&apos;s edgy and there&apos;s offensive.'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112930767881764887</id><published>2005-10-14T17:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T17:34:38.830+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Well...</title><content type='html'>So much has happened since literally last night. Vicky&amp;amp;Matthias is sort of cute and I did have a feeling (don't ask me how) that he liked her and you know Vicky, she likes everyone! So yeah it's quite sweet. Oh I know what you're thinking that I have a sinister meaning for this sudden approval of Vicky's latest but honestly I'm just happy. Okay, myabe a bit of both but it's not like anyting is going to happen with &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; so what's the use pretending? And Mary-Elizabeth Francis-Xavier Tumelty you had better not say what you said you were going to say because the answer will be no and I have this incredible fear of rejection (supposedly) and if you do I will fall in a big pit.&lt;br /&gt;But back to them two. If they break up on bad terms then it would never be the same again. everything would be all crazy.&lt;br /&gt;So DON'T!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah it's my birthday. Did I say anything about my guitar yesterday? I believe I did, no need to press further. The cinema is on tonight and we still haven't decided what we are going to see! I refuse to watch Wallace and Gromit, okay? And I'm sure some people feel the same. The other option would be Four Brothers but I'm not sure if I want to watch that again, it was good the first time but I don't need to see it again. To be honest I'd love to see Pride and Prejudice but I mean...it's Pride and Prejudice! Paul has seen it 5 times. 5!!! But even he said he wouldn't care if he went to see it again. How crazy is that? But he was made go to it all them times I think.&lt;br /&gt;Jane is so funny when she is referring to Tim. She is so trying so hard not to go all Vicky ham and cheese style but come on! A little affection or at least expression that you don't detest his company would be a tad reassuring!&lt;br /&gt;Luke has given me a five minute warning. hah hah hah.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like putting a picture on. I've started doing that ever since I posted that one of I forget what it was. I'm so0o0o0o excited about the cinema and I don't even know why because we will all robably just have to watch Vicky and Matthias being all weird and Keiry Knightley being all indignant.&lt;br /&gt;Well, whatever. Luke is shouting at me because he wants to come to the cinema and I actually don't want him to come (gasp shock horror!) too much. Jack is saying that it isn't my real birthday and Luke is now telling me the times of FB and P&amp;P. I scream at him that I know this. He screams back "Get off I'm going on the comuter right now". Mum gives out to him. I stay on.&lt;br /&gt;Ruth Scott doesn't sound normal on her own. Bring back Rick, I say! He doesn't deserve a nightime spot, he plays shit musc. Bring back Dan Hegarty please who is funny because people ask him to play Green Day and (just to spite all them freaks who want WMUWSE or whatever) he plays some crazy one like a B-Side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet Vicky and Mary-E are reading this so I should publish quick in case they miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112930767881764887?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112930767881764887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112930767881764887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112930767881764887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112930767881764887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/well.html' title='Well...'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112923102262935789</id><published>2005-10-13T20:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T20:17:02.653+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Surfside six. Who lives there? Surfside six. Young Bachelors! On Miami Beach!</title><content type='html'>Well now they know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so ashamed and whatnot! This thought is more depressing that all the others put together. I'm actually beginning to cry and it's not the onions. Like, why can't I choose what I want to feel??? If we all could the world would be a much better place. And whever people say "No one can make you feel or do anything," that's just a huge big lie! People can make you feel upset and people can make you cry. or cuase you to cry, same thing. As can onions. Curse those onions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, it's my birthday tomorrow. Yay!!! I got my g-tar a few moments ago! It's so out of tune but it came with all this stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had an electric one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be that far from the point. I have bunny slippers now!  I needed them. Oh yes mock me all you like but I like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAST! I keep forgetting to do things! I feel like Ephram the Retarded Rabbit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112923102262935789?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112923102262935789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112923102262935789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112923102262935789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112923102262935789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/surfside-six-who-lives-there-surfside.html' title='Surfside six. Who lives there? Surfside six. Young Bachelors! On Miami Beach!'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112904911195807333</id><published>2005-10-11T17:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T17:59:40.610+01:00</updated><title type='text'>another quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida console;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Take the quiz: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=930"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;How emo are you?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida console;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holy Shit Your Emo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit you actually are emo! Congratulations on not being a poser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I am just bored and them quizzes are quite fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i will do another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn I have homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that *groan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are an Emo Rocker!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofrockerareyouquiz/emo-rocker.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expressive and deep, lyrics are really your thing.&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't mean you don't rock out...&lt;br /&gt;You just rock out with meaning.&lt;br /&gt;For you, rock is more about connecting than grandstanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofrockerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Rocker Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soryy I just found this what kind of rocker are you one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know it was &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; emo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112904911195807333?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112904911195807333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112904911195807333' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112904911195807333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112904911195807333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/another-quiz.html' title='another quiz'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112904826601060373</id><published>2005-10-11T17:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T17:31:06.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my Freaking God</title><content type='html'>Okay the first of two news epics: Some people are never hapy with what they've got! HYPOCRITE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly : I think it was a sign to me. Seriously. Ever screamed "Send me a sign!" ? Well, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, you must think I'm crazy! No that's not till next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="MIIIINE!!!" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/graceofmyheart/jack4brothers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you can't say that he's not cute. they killed him in the film which i thought was rather unnecessary. Yes, okay? I cried! he didn't even get to play his g-tar properly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya&lt;br /&gt; later xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112904826601060373?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112904826601060373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112904826601060373' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112904826601060373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112904826601060373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/oh-my-freaking-god.html' title='Oh my Freaking God'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112896137532023385</id><published>2005-10-10T17:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T17:22:55.326+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't be late for school again</title><content type='html'>Jane and Tim are like official, it is so cute! Alls I can say is, Jane never change. She isn't the type to change just because of a boyfriend like some I could mention (Ahem).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at this isn't it just precious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="No, ah-uh! You really are derranged.." src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/graceofmyheart/prairiedogskissing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't posted a certain something and I really should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, everyone go on my ste &lt;a href="http://freewebs.com/jingletown"&gt;http://freewebs.com/jingletown&lt;/a&gt; !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112896137532023385?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112896137532023385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112896137532023385' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112896137532023385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112896137532023385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/dont-be-late-for-school-again.html' title='Don&apos;t be late for school again'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112886124243846083</id><published>2005-10-09T13:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T13:34:02.443+01:00</updated><title type='text'>***</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008_ZUxdm080YYIE" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/13/13_10_3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112886124243846083?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112886124243846083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112886124243846083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112886124243846083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112886124243846083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='***'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112886030345516632</id><published>2005-10-09T13:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T19:09:52.776+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Ah Halloween is fast approaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="this is my picture and i'd appreciate if you didn't steal it" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/graceofmyheart/jackandsally2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to dress up as Helena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people who say that dressing up is for kids. Wrong. Trick or Treating is for kids. Dressing up is cool, like in American teen movies. Where all they wear is lingerie and ears. I told mum I needed a corset for my costume and she burst out laughing. "it's not going to be like one of those ones where they go as whores is it?" and I was like "Eww, no I'm going as Helena" blank looks. "you know, the corpse from the mcr video?" and she was like "Well what kind of corpse?" and I was like "There is a skirt part that goes down to my ankles! That reminds me I need one of those as well,"&lt;br /&gt;I don't think she believed me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="This is my picture and I'd appreciate if you didn't steal it" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/graceofmyheart/helena3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I need roses too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golly I love Halloween, its so fun and spooky and great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my birthday on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:monotype corsiva;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;*HAPPY BIRTHDAY NEASA*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol birthdays rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to hit publish because my rashers are ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112886030345516632?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112886030345516632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112886030345516632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112886030345516632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112886030345516632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112881571245618809</id><published>2005-10-09T00:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T00:55:12.460+01:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm bored and it's late</title><content type='html'>mum and dad are set to come home any minute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i just thought i'd announce the opening of my site &lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/jingletown"&gt;www.freewebs.com/jingletown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a work in progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must los tell you the song of the week, it's so cute I love it, my Chemical Romance do All I Want For Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go onto &lt;a href="http://mychemicalromance.org"&gt;http://mychemicalromance.org&lt;/a&gt; then go to music. it's the first song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Cider House Rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh g2g!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112881571245618809?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112881571245618809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112881571245618809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112881571245618809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112881571245618809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-bored-and-its-late.html' title='i&apos;m bored and it&apos;s late'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112879247488464330</id><published>2005-10-08T18:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T18:27:54.890+01:00</updated><title type='text'>in case you didn't guess i'm bored today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;hence the million posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been doing lots of dumb quizzes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Take the quiz: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=939"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"What High School Stereotype Are You?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Emo Kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're depressed and lonely. You want to be loved so bad, but whenever you find love something always goes wrong. you're moody and like to be alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so alone aren't i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to find more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Candy Cigarettes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcandyareyouquiz/candy-cigarettes.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a total badass, but you don't taste very good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcandyareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Candy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i shall find something more constructive to do with my time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112879247488464330?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112879247488464330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112879247488464330' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112879247488464330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112879247488464330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/in-case-you-didnt-guess-im-bored-today.html' title='in case you didn&apos;t guess i&apos;m bored today'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112878333291068544</id><published>2005-10-08T15:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T15:55:32.916+01:00</updated><title type='text'>doom approaches</title><content type='html'>Ooh I am so psyched about the release of Hypnotize in November! System Of A Down just totally rock! I wonder if it will be as good as Toxicity. Or Mezmerize even. But Toxicity was their best I think. Prison Song is my ultimate favourite song of theirs. And I like Old School Hollywood and Sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on. I was in Castlebar today. I cannot find a good hoodie, it's so annyoing1 I have like no jumpers or jackets really and I just really want a hoodie, a nice one, but I can't find a proper one at all. Women's hoodies suck ass. They are terrible excuses for clothes and the material is all itchy and they are always mauve. I hate mauve. But I did pick up some kick-ass green laces to match my pink ones. And a pwesent. I have alos found my guitar that I am getting on oh, less than a week! So I have lots to be happy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane is up in Dublin with Mr. Loftus!!! Oh that is just too funny. Hope she has fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omigod! You know the way the ISPCA take pictures of cats and dogs that have been abandoned and they're all &lt;i&gt;'How could anyone abandon me? Can you give me a good home?'&lt;/i&gt;. Well... I saw one of them with Theo on it before we got him! With his goopy eyes and infected ears and he was so small and skinny and he looked really sick! Sure look at him, now, I think we did a pretty good job of raising him, don'tya think? he is a year old now, and he walks around all big, like he owns the house, which is very different to when we got him and he peed everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My English questions got all covered in tea but Ms. Jennings soo won't give me a new one. Should I type them out myself or just beg her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working on a new freewebs. It's gonna kick the old one's ass. I have done loads about Green day, probably too much because anything else on any other band will look so small and shitty in comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to find out illustrated copy of The Hobbit, there is the best picture of the perfect dragon I have in mind for the paintings we are doing at the moment in Art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am still ticked off about Sims2 not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone been watching Rock School?? I have, I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and out&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112878333291068544?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112878333291068544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112878333291068544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112878333291068544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112878333291068544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/doom-approaches.html' title='doom approaches'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112870898091718391</id><published>2005-10-07T19:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T19:16:20.923+01:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck diddly fuckfuck</title><content type='html'>as you may have guessed our computer is still very anti-Sims-ish and it's pissing me off!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sims2 for sale, best offer. The game is in mint condish its our comp that's the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112870898091718391?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112870898091718391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112870898091718391' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112870898091718391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112870898091718391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/fuck-diddly-fuckfuck.html' title='fuck diddly fuckfuck'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112870534801535838</id><published>2005-10-07T18:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T18:15:48.090+01:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a new day</title><content type='html'>Argh I'm going to post someting cool and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recovered a good bit of my music and I hope to install Sims2 in a few minutes, then rip my entire CD collection. Gotta go eat, be right back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm chips... I can hear the Simpsons on but I just don't feel like watching today. Well, not right now at this exact moment. Family Guy is the newsest best thing ever. I must get the other seasons which I do not own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I'm getting my guitar in a week. It is just an acoustic but I am still excited and maybe in about a year(there's hoping) I'll be allowed an electric one. I think Luke (grr him) is getting that Flying Vee in Castlebar at Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah I'm such a hardcore rock person I'm listening to Stairway to Heaven. It's purty good. I have Metallica here too, oh Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will try and install les Deuxiéme á Sims now,so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatya lAyter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112870534801535838?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112870534801535838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112870534801535838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112870534801535838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112870534801535838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-new-day.html' title='it&apos;s a new day'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112862030139138695</id><published>2005-10-06T18:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T18:42:13.776+01:00</updated><title type='text'>shudder</title><content type='html'>I just saw the most disgusting thing I could ever hope to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just don't go on&lt;a href="http://freewebs.com/metallicaniall/stuff.htm"&gt; freewebs.com/metallicaniall/stuff.htm&lt;/a&gt; Don't go on that site at all actually.&lt;br /&gt;Muahahaha. You probably will just to spite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh download complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's neasa's birthday in an amount of days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's mine in 8 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoopdedoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112862030139138695?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112862030139138695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112862030139138695' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112862030139138695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112862030139138695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/shudder.html' title='shudder'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112854578770515615</id><published>2005-10-05T21:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T21:56:27.710+01:00</updated><title type='text'>you didn't mean it, this time I do</title><content type='html'>Grr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is everything so bad??? Lile you think things are fun then wham! something non-fun pops up that ruins everyhting and makes you want to cry and kick and scream for some reason known only to you and you alone. And it is that thing which is making you hate yourself, paranoid about everyone else and generally a walking time bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would pull me out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ooohhh yeah! I'm a freak of nature that no one loves despite what you say!!!! And it is doubtful that any boy will ever like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know what? the people with perfect oppurtunties won't fricking grab them while thy have the chance will they? you like him and he just said he likes you, go for it you dumb bitch!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"there's no escaping the fact that you're a girl and he's a boy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got that out of pretty things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of sarra Manning : Lets Get Lost her newest book coming out in 2006!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I's my birthday in 9 days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what shall i do for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why bother? no one will come anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm printing tabs for luke, why he doesn't do it on his own stupid go is anyone's guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done omigosh he is after saying "will you bring them in to me?" !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello I'm not his slave girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he got them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had something else i wanted to speak about but it has forgotten me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/letsgoburnthings"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.freewebs.com/letsgoburnthings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the funniest site ever. full stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I click publish post and send you into a world of pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112854578770515615?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112854578770515615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112854578770515615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112854578770515615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112854578770515615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/you-didnt-mean-it-this-time-i-do.html' title='you didn&apos;t mean it, this time I do'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112845722696060734</id><published>2005-10-04T21:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T21:20:26.966+01:00</updated><title type='text'>aarghness</title><content type='html'>dun dunahnun dunahnun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neeneuwneeneee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow this is so great i have so much to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'l make this quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling more messed up than ever before&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112845722696060734?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112845722696060734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112845722696060734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112845722696060734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112845722696060734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/10/aarghness.html' title='aarghness'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112724813803755927</id><published>2005-09-20T21:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T21:28:58.043+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog blog blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I went back to school today and could not control my weird-acting ness; kept coughing and sniffling all day, even in the big mass of Doom; kicked a locker, hid in a locker, almost got crushed by a locker; starved to death; sang with my bad voice, well I do that anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny, the people who have heard me sing properly say I'm purty ood, but those who've heard me sing casually like when there is a song stuck in my head, say I'm terribly crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Family Guy, it's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dontcha know what? Everyone accused me of a most heinous crime today and they have been doig so since, oh I dunno, july!?! thats what all the *nudge nudge* was for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like no offence but...eww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Shudder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, sometimes I really do think I'll die alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted byPhotobucket.com" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/graceofmyheart/diealone.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get their first album. It looks good. Nikky Hayes just said something about them in November but I don't know what. I hope she is giving away tickets.&lt;br /&gt;I'm desperate for tickets.&lt;br /&gt;But not &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm typing this in notepad while I wait for the page to come up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh there it is, now I can introduce my latest blog feature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's called &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Biggin' Up The New/Undiscovered Blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i understand that blogger has a sort of version of this but whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rappinhamster.blogspot.com"&gt;www.rappinhamster.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can find good ones when you click next blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just fun, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatya lAYter! xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112724813803755927?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112724813803755927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112724813803755927' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112724813803755927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112724813803755927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-blog-blog-blog-well-i-went-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112712552550502766</id><published>2005-09-19T11:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T11:25:25.510+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I had thought up an ingenious name for this post. but it slipped right on outta my head.</title><content type='html'>hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how long post names can be.&lt;br /&gt;I mean.&lt;br /&gt;can they be longer than the post?&lt;br /&gt;who would let this happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am home sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course computer does not extract energy from you that you should be using to get better.&lt;br /&gt;so this is fine.&lt;br /&gt;of course dad may be home at any minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dum dee dee de doo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have family guy on pause anyway so I can just turn off the monitor and run in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scratch that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i did only turn this on to get the DVD out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was so tempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a serious problem that needs to be solved. It has to do with my computer time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a tick yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am paranoid about them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my throat is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;and my dose is all blocked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(btw that was nose but it was in a comical fashion imilar to how one talks when they have a stuffed up nose. Of corse that don't affect your typing it was just a humourous joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g2g!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyly xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112712552550502766?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112712552550502766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112712552550502766' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112712552550502766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112712552550502766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-had-thought-up-ingenious-name-for.html' title='I had thought up an ingenious name for this post. but it slipped right on outta my head.'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112695169067343639</id><published>2005-09-17T11:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T11:08:10.680+01:00</updated><title type='text'>the time has come</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the time has come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I think it is time to go back to the old blog. Semi-permanantely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you've really gotta listen to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause I'm telling you the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publish.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112695169067343639?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112695169067343639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112695169067343639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112695169067343639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112695169067343639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/09/time-has-come.html' title='the time has come'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112689346820553477</id><published>2005-09-16T18:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T18:57:48.210+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so screwed up it's just not funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Blog news today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hmm what news do I have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, wanna know what's going on inside this crazy head of mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ya can't sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Jane says people can't read ur thoughts but I'm not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have diagnosed myself with mild paranoia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I can do a psychoanalysis on you. It doesn't take long. Just comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i amn't sure f I m the right person to tell people what's wrong with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame all the books I read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are secretly subliminal messaging us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vicky + Ronan = lots and Lots of "Isn't he looooovelllly"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously it's really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Course they haven't met properly yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute is my word for today btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said it a million times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think maybe people can't read my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except one person who I really think can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is just scarily intuitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me about this post 'cause I won't tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW!!! BIRTHDAY IN LESS THAN A MONTH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112689346820553477?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112689346820553477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112689346820553477' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112689346820553477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112689346820553477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-so-screwed-up-its-just-not-funny.html' title='I&apos;m so screwed up it&apos;s just not funny'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112663930843928184</id><published>2005-09-13T20:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T20:21:48.446+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll take the best of your bad moods and dress them up to make a better you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'll take the best of your bad moods and dress them up to make a better you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What shall I type? Oh what shall I type?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Luke is a 'tard, Luke is a 'tard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am depressed, I am depressed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i went home sick, I went home sick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh yeah did I mention, I was all by myself, all by myself? All by myself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i went to your house, and no one was there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I went in your room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was all by myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All by myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112663930843928184?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112663930843928184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112663930843928184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112663930843928184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112663930843928184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/09/ill-take-best-of-your-bad-moods-and.html' title='I&apos;ll take the best of your bad moods and dress them up to make a better you'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112655914298111837</id><published>2005-09-12T21:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T22:05:43.020+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I shaw and anghel of that I'm shhure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I shaw an anghel, of that I'm shhure&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grrrrness. I am in such a bad mood. Don't try and talk to me 'cause I am grumpy and will probably make fun of you and/or block you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Seriously, brutha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;nobody loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;I am some sort of hideous creature that will be shunned from society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;and then the freaks will come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone's all I&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;blah blah blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and who do you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;grace?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's not my fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm so not okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, no time to mope!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I must have news. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;News.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Orla, Matthew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That's cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jane, Tim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Vicky, Ronan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Drilled into our heads, mind you ("isn't he lovely, he treats me like a princess"-wtf?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway it is really nice to see all this lovelieness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Joyful and all that. This is what songs are made of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, why is it that like, all songs are written about "I love you" or the occasional "I am a stalker".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i wish i could write songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Good ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well I guess if you had an instrument it would make things easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I supposedly &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; to watch the next episode of LOST. Frankly, I couldn't be bothered, it's a very commitive show and you know what. I'm not exactly in the mood at this present time to just be like "Hmm, must watch LOST," I just want to float around and not do anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I can feel my teeth rotting from that hot chocolate I made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it was good though. Mm-mmm-mmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since you said goodbye, polka dots fill my eyes, and I don't know why.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Luke is making fun of me for liking them, he likes fricking Anti-Flag for fricks sake. And they suck!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I like NOFX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;they're good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and Bowling for Soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am telling you thhis, &lt;em&gt;why?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;is that the point of my blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To go on about stuff???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what else would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dearest Blogeth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today Beatrice and I had a jolly old time and the water polo gala! Old Jim fell off his..water horse... Quite a lark! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am extremely weary about Count McDonnington, he is only after my father's wealth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;And he isn't even cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Genevieve and Robert are bethroded! Their wedding is to be held in the royal Church of Aristotle today at noon fall. I am wearing a thousand petticoats and a big old whalebone contraption insde my frock. It makes me collapse! How charming. After all, collapsing is the sign of a true lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;It is four score and 1 year ago since our beautiful castle was erected &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(hehe)&lt;/span&gt; and father is hosting the most charming of all the balls in the land. (&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lol,sorry I'm spoiling the mood&lt;/span&gt;). It will be quite the occasion for courting and Master Dicksingson will be there. Even though Mary-Excalaberia IV is besotted with him, I will snatcheth him from below her very own nose. Teach her to wear the same outfit as me to the pageant for 'Rich People Who Care'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;More later, dearest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Shaunnaethiah IVV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; I don't even know what I'm doing anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now I'm not on acid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Or crack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Even though today I was crouched in the corner near the shower stalls listening to jane's iPod Shuffle (hey, music is music) and Allanah said I looked like I was smoking weed or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;quite hilahrious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Shplip!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*groan* my head is going to smash this keyboard one of the days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;digest that while I click publish post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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Well, in that sort of "haha someone got kicked out of the cinema" way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set my jumper on fire today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was playing with the candle a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Mum is addicted to Sudokus now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexa taught her how to do them *smacks head with palm of hand*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have developed an obsession with my chemical romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like EVEN WORSE THAN BEFORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don'tcha think that Frank iero looks like Jake Gyllenhaal? Sometimes anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room looks way cool now that I got rid of my Good Charlotte posters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want some of Billy though. But thy don't &lt;em&gt;make them&lt;/em&gt;. Only the stupid loser-twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what Billy said that I though was pretty funny :"People are always challeging how punk I am. I fucking hate punk. I'm not punk"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then what the hell are ya mister?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CORPSE BRIDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RISING TO THE OCCASION IN THEATRES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim Burton rocks more than rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay publish now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112636761060957994?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112636761060957994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112636761060957994' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112636761060957994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112636761060957994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/09/if-you-wanna-make-out-with-me-so-bad.html' title='If you wanna make out with me so bad, dude, you only had to say!'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112610821165641472</id><published>2005-09-07T16:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T16:50:11.656+01:00</updated><title type='text'>please tell me if there is somethign up with this blog...</title><content type='html'>and I'll do what I can to make it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane is showing Vicky Tim today. She was getting all excited about her hair and that, though of course he is Jane's Tim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In  other news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO GET TICKETS TO THAT CONCERT!!!!! PLEASE!?!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112610821165641472?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112610821165641472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112610821165641472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112610821165641472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112610821165641472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/09/please-tell-me-if-there-is-somethign.html' title='please tell me if there is somethign up with this blog...'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112610723334604363</id><published>2005-09-07T16:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T16:33:53.350+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Okay!!!!!</title><content type='html'>i totally promise!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my new blog!!! When gerard was pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may take some time to get used to but deal with it. it's here to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please inform me if there are crazy kinks I need to sort out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feck, my phone is broken. It is all Luke's fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new blog rocks and you can't deny it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing is the link cursor is a bit mad isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me how to do it!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to po-po-po-po-po-po-po-p-p-p-POST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112610723334604363?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112610723334604363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112610723334604363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112610723334604363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112610723334604363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-not-okay.html' title='I&apos;m Not Okay!!!!!'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112593822709522444</id><published>2005-09-05T17:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T17:37:07.096+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I like the cut of your J.I.B</title><content type='html'>Arghtastic!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish we still had miss Jennings for geography. I know she may seem like a little evil hell beast but she was actually really cool and a brilliant teacher. specially in comparison to our new guy who no offence is like that crazy man in the fifth unfortunate events book who made the kids measure everything and not do any real work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KISS sent me 2 free tickets to P&amp;P. But it's tomorrow. In headford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even if I did decide to give them to Galway people I know they probably wouldn't be on time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theo is whining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's such a greedy baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publish....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112593822709522444?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112593822709522444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112593822709522444' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112593822709522444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112593822709522444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-like-cut-of-your-jib.html' title='I like the cut of your J.I.B'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112586518969877979</id><published>2005-09-04T21:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T21:19:49.710+01:00</updated><title type='text'>None more black</title><content type='html'>billie joe is annoying me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him and all but the fame. If it hadn't gone to his head before it has now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerard Way really should look in the mirror sometimes. I am very shallow, but can't he see that sometimes he looks a right state? i miss him in the Helena video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Which no offence Green Day, should have totally won best video in all those awards when Boulevard Of Broken dreams did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats not even that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't worry, I still like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the Libertines album. Neasa has an extremely bad influence on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galways people have all crap music taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sounds cruel but seriously they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like they all like dance and rap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not even that but they aren't even that into it. They just like whatever's on in the disco or in the charts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all the ones I know anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no offence but those sorts of people drive me mad! Like, get a music taste! A real one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ya know, whatever floats your boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't put in a title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I am terrible unimaginative when it comes to titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I publish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind if I do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112586518969877979?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112586518969877979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112586518969877979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112586518969877979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112586518969877979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/09/none-more-black.html' title='None more black'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112534171431821333</id><published>2005-08-29T19:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T19:55:14.323+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>I'm in Fermanagh, amazing technolohgy is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havnig trouble typing haha what else is new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKay you must look at this. It's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not on my bog so it's not offensve ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://musicbitch.blogspot.com/2005/08/neasa-and-graces-list-of-people-to-put.html"&gt;http://musicbitch.blogspot.com/2005/08/neasa-and-graces-list-of-people-to-put.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lololol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  am toally gone off GC now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Billy really should lkeave them cos he rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have a strange obsesssion with tht guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i will post. everything is so big here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr meaney is a plonker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112534171431821333?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112534171431821333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112534171431821333' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112534171431821333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112534171431821333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/08/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112524148077302712</id><published>2005-08-28T15:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T16:04:40.780+01:00</updated><title type='text'>enter your title here</title><content type='html'>What will I post about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Chemical Romance.  They are soo good. Jane gave me back my CD, yey!!! She is totally hooked on them now. They do rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I don't like Gerard's ew hair. I missed him when they did that big huge thing about them in Metal Hammer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was very cute in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Martin should leave Good Charlotte. You just know that when all their songs are about the same thing and Top of the Pops magaizine like them so much they mustn't be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Billy is way good. And cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top of the Pops magazine and al those op magazines that give you free alarm claocks with mcfly on the should go out of business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just suck very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will they learn that cutting off popstars heads and making them say "Phwoar" is never funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh look at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not very original of me but what the hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our start bar has disspaered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we hope to get it back next time i resrtart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shit i cant restart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll think of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace xXx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112524148077302712?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112524148077302712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112524148077302712' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112524148077302712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112524148077302712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/08/enter-your-title-here.html' title='enter your title here'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112508122011685288</id><published>2005-08-26T19:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T19:33:40.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'>hewo</title><content type='html'>hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halo is the worst game ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Dad are back, they got me the Billie Joe belt i wanted for a very long time and this really cool goth-y long sleeve black top. And the bigggest pack of Riesens I have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went to the place where Green Day played at live8!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk to ya latr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace xXx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112508122011685288?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112508122011685288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112508122011685288' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112508122011685288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112508122011685288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/08/hewo.html' title='hewo'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112501343785702426</id><published>2005-08-26T00:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T00:43:57.863+01:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalalala</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:psychatronic;"&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been some time since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh I feel like a stranger in my own home!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will get into trouble for saying why. teehehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke is at John's house to sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the week: having A blast - Green day. I have been singing (ruining as Luke says but what does he know? He thinks I make all songs sound llike mariah carey songs. nah-uh! he makes all songs sound like slipknot or mega maggot crusher death krew or whatever he listens to) it all week. It is very good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ever listen to Chump, the beginning bit sounds exactly like the bit in 'I'm a believer' that goes "i thought love was only true in fairy tales, meant for someone else but not for me''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myabe I'm just crazy but I swear they sound the exact same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes they're gone!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:psychatronic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:psychatronic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Harvard aren't going to be impressed that you aced History of Polka&lt;br /&gt;Dots"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best movie ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need feedback on this : what does this font look like to you people? It is &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; bugging me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112501343785702426?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112501343785702426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112501343785702426' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112501343785702426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112501343785702426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/08/lalalalala.html' title='lalalalala'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112445838669502118</id><published>2005-08-19T14:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T14:42:49.860+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Howdy Doody</title><content type='html'>Silly me I thought today was Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been fainty and I think it is defintely due to the fact that I have been up past 3 every night for the past ages. I have this new obsessive thing where I have to read a book a night. 'Tis madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2fm played Ghost Of You there other night. Why did they ven release Ghost of You? It is so not their best song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neasa's dog Rusty is home!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today to the sound of the phone ringing. No one answered it. I got up to the sound of some tiny child hammering their fists off our door. I said "hello I just woke up, I barely know where anyone is let alone if Jack can come out and play" and closed it again. No one was there!!!! In the house I mean, obviously someone was at the door, I'm not a mad person (I think) I dialled 1471 to see the last missed call but it was unavailible. then I saw lots of cerealboxes and we haven't had cereal in weeks so I filled up a bowl to disover in pure horro there was no milk. So I rand Mum and she said "Go down to the shop" and I hung up cos Friends was on . After the 2 episodes of that I decided I would go down to the shop and prove everyone wrong that I can go down to the shop of my own free will, when dad came in with milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was my Friday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk2ya later xXx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112445838669502118?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112445838669502118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112445838669502118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112445838669502118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112445838669502118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/08/howdy-doody.html' title='Howdy Doody'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112428287712499931</id><published>2005-08-17T13:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T13:47:57.130+01:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff and more stuff</title><content type='html'>My cousin's wife had a baby girl yesterday! They called her Sarah. Which is one of the most popular baby names out there. And so is Jack. Sean, too. You can't walk a metre without bumping into a million people called Sean. I mean, why &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; name? it's not the most original cooliset name ever. No offence Seans. My name isn't too hot either. I find that in American movie if the lead male character has a little daughter who doesn't feature, she is called Grace. If his wife has a baby during the course of the film she is called Grace. In books the main character has a load of friends one of them is probably called Grace.  Or a cousin called Grace. Usually. I just find that very often. I mean, you do pay attention everytime someone is called your name. Generally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are trying to get Theo to eat dry food. He put up quite a struggle but eventually succombed to it 'cause he nearly starved when he refused to eat it. It is cheaper and easier. Mum wants to get him on some generic measuring cup crap that her friend Lucy gives to her cat. For cats with special metabolisms. I'm not sure if it's his type of junk. Whatever it's just food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to press publish post now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Alexa are in Galway. I'm going to get them to but me some black jeans and hopefully, if I'm very good, an MCR t-shirt. they are more subtle than Green Day ones. And probably cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publish Post____________________________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112428287712499931?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112428287712499931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112428287712499931' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112428287712499931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112428287712499931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/08/stuff-and-more-stuff.html' title='stuff and more stuff'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112405297266602828</id><published>2005-08-14T21:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T21:56:12.673+01:00</updated><title type='text'>news &amp; whatnot</title><content type='html'>Hey.&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty fun. Westport is quite boring but it's fine when you're with your friends but it is very hard to think of things to do!!! Especially that are free. And those of us that are penniless, or saving up for a strat. or both, cannot afford to always do them!!! So we have to make do with town which is oh so crap. I know what you're thinking "if you think town's crap why do you go in?" Of course because I want to see my friends and town is convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Today I am not bothered about Westport,I am more concerned that my computer is the worstest computer ever and it is so slow that in and hour you only get about half the stuff done you would on a normal computer in that time! Plus I only get an hour before Luke is all "hour's up, my turn" and when it is my turn to boot him off he is all "yeah but I had to erm.. do something very important outside so I lost out on lots of go. And if we were in Canada I'd still have an hour so..see you then," which is all a load of crap but it's not like I don't make up excuses to stay on. I am so frustrated with it right now because the prospect of me having so much stuff to do then having to get off in 15 minutes!!! even as I type this the letters are delayed coming up!!! And Mum and dad try to be all scabby and get people they know to look at it. But they have no idea. We need a real person who isn't just thinking they know everything about computers!!! And I &lt;em&gt;do not&lt;/em&gt; want go be here when they come because Mum and Dad will be all " Oh we have no idea what's wrong but our daughter is the computer genius in this house," and then I will have to try and explain everything that is wrong while the guy is like " oh great 2 dumb parents and some know it all kid" and I don't act like I know it all nor do I know it all. How do expect to ever know anything if this GODDAMN COMPUTER IS SO SHITE AND MY loving but STINGY PARENTS WON'T DO ANTHING PROPER ABOUT IT?!?!?!?! and all the people that look at it just look and go "Oh yeah well there's your problem" but they don't evn know our computer so how can they know deep within it what is really wrong?? are there computer therapists? Or computer psycho-analysts??? i think we need one of those. Just now as I was ranting dad came up and he was all "it's so slow because blah blah" beleiving all the crap (lovley but)sometimes idiotic people have told him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me :"Dad you have no idea. We actually need someone who &lt;i&gt;knows&lt;/i&gt; about computers to look at it!!! Not just just sal or alex or ruth!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;dad:"well if you hate it so much don't go on it&lt;em&gt;with this grin on his face like he said something very witty and hil-ah-rious&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:"I think I really will spontaneously combust if you don't stop that."&lt;br /&gt;dad:"don't be so cheeky"&lt;br /&gt;me:"ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;em&gt;storm out and/or bang keyboard with fists and be all mad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical computer related conversation in the Healy household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for leaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace xXx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112405297266602828?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112405297266602828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112405297266602828' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112405297266602828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112405297266602828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/08/news-whatnot.html' title='news &amp; whatnot'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112394395413590513</id><published>2005-08-13T15:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T15:39:14.140+01:00</updated><title type='text'>well if you wanted honesty that's all you had to say</title><content type='html'>Downtown records &lt;em&gt;still &lt;/em&gt;don't have The Used! It is quite infuriating, especially because Luke stole 10 euro off me and forgot to give it back &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt;I gave him a fiver for like no apparent reason. So now I'm down to,what, 15 euro and a load of change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a wishlist on Froogle when I was bored the other day. It is awesome, check it out. I have my beloved baby blue Fender strat. and a daisy rock for good measure. And Ben &amp; Jerry'slip balm!!! How awesome is that!!! Okay, I'll admit I am a Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's nerd, but who is't? Apart from people who don't like Ben &amp; Jerry's ice cream but they are rare. Rare as in not common not as in lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my other skull wristband, yay! Now I dunno what to do with the ink and back one 'cause you can't wear three wristbands can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well more later, Grace xXx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112394395413590513?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112394395413590513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112394395413590513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112394395413590513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112394395413590513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/08/well-if-you-wanted-honesty-thats-all.html' title='well if you wanted honesty that&apos;s all you had to say'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112371235583537744</id><published>2005-08-10T23:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T23:19:15.843+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Things To Do When Ordering A Pizza</title><content type='html'>Things to do when ordering a pizza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If using a touch-tone, press random numbers while ordering. Ask the person taking the order to stop doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make up a charge-card name. Ask if they accept it.&lt;br /&gt;Use CB lingo where applicable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order a Big Mac Extra Value Meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terminate the call with, "Remember, we never had this conversation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell the order taker a rival pizza place is on the other line and you're going with the lowest bidder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give them your address, exclaim "Oh, just surprise me!" and hang up.&lt;br /&gt;Answer their questions with questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your breathiest voice, tell them to cut the crap about nutrition and ask if they have something outlandishly sinful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use these bonus words in the conversation: ROBUSTFREE-SPIRITEDCOST-EFFICIENTUKRAINIANPUCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell them to put the crust on top this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing the order to the tune of your favorite song from Metallica's "Master of Puppets" CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not name the toppings you want.Rather, spell them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put an extra edge in your voice when you say "crazy bread."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stutter on the letter "p."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask for a deal available somewhere else.(e.g. If phoning Domino's, ask for a Cheeser!Cheeser!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask what the order taker is wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crack your knuckles into the receiver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hello, act stunned for five seconds, then behave as if they called you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rattle off your order with a determined air.If they ask if you would like drinks with that, panic and become disoriented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell the order taker you're depressed.Get him/her to cheer you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of exotic cuisines.Order them as toppings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change your accent every three seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order 52 pepperoni slices prepared in a fractal pattern as follows from an equation you are about to dictate.Ask if they need paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act like you know the order taker from somewhere.Say "Bed-Wetters' Camp, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start your order with "I'd like. . . ".A little later, slap yourself and say "No, I don't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they repeat the order&lt;br /&gt;to make sure they have it right, say "OK. That'll be $10.99; please pull up to the first window."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rent a pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order while using an electric knife sharpener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask if you get to keep the pizza box.When they say yes, heave a sigh of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put the accent on the last syllable of "pepperoni."Use the long "i"sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have your pizza "shaken, not stirred."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say "Are you sure this is (Pizza Place)?When they say yes, say "Well, so is this !You've got some explaining to do!" When they finally offer proof that it is, in fact (Pizza Place), start to cry and ask, "Do you know what it's like to be lied to?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move the mouthpiece farther and farther from your lips as you speak.When the call ends, jerk the mouthpiece back into place and scream goodbye at the top of your lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell them to double-check to make sure your pizza is, in fact, dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imitate the order taker's voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eliminate verbs from your speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they say "What would you like?" say, "Huh?Oh, you mean now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play a sitar in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it's your anniversary and you'd appreciate if the deliverer hid behind some furniture waiting for your spouse to arrive so you can surprise him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amuse the order taker with little-known facts about country music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask to see a menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote Carl Sandberg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you'll be able to pay for this when the movie people call back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask if they have any idea what is at stake with this pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask what topping goes best with well-aged Chardonnay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belch directly into the mouthpiece; then tell your dog it should be ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order a slice, not a whole pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout "I'm through with men/women! Send me a dozen of your best, Gaston!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doze off in the middle of the order, catch yourself, and say "Where was I? Who are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychoanalyze the order taker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask what their phone number is.Hang up, call them, and ask again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order two toppings, then say, "No, they'll start fighting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to properly pronounce the ingredients of a Twinkie.Ask thatthese be included in the pizza.&lt;br /&gt;Call to complain about service.Later, call to say you were drunk and didn't mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell the order taker to tell the manager to tell his supervisor he's fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Report a petty theft to the order taker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use expletives like "Great Caesar's Ghost" and "Jesus Joseph and Mary in Tinsel Town."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask for the guy who took your order last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she suggests anything, adamantly declare, "I shall not be swayed by your sweet words."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder aloud if you should trim those nose hairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to talk while drinking something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start the conversation with "My Call to (Pizza Place), Take 1, and. . . action!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask if the pizza is organically grown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask about pizza maintenance and repair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be vague in your order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they repeat your order, say "Again, with a little more OOMPH this time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If using a touch-tone press 9-1-1 every 5 seconds throughout the order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ordering, say "I wonder what THIS button on the phone does." Simulate a cutoff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start the conversation by reciting today's date and saying, "This may be my last entry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;State your order and say that's as far as this relationship is going to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask if they're familiar with the term "spanking a pizza."Make up a description to go with the term.Ask that this be done to your pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say "Kssssssssssssssht" rather loudly into the phone.Ask if they felt that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detect the order taker's psychic aura.Use it to your advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When listing toppings you want on your pizza, include another pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to play a blues riff on the harmonica.Stop talking at regular intervals to play it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask if they would like to sample your pizza.Suggest an even trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect a celebrity's voice.Stress that you won't take any crap from some two-bit can't-hack-it pimple-faced gofer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put them on hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach the order taker a secret code.Use the code on all subsequent orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumble, "There's a bomb under your seat."When asked to repeat that, say "I said 'sauce smothered with meat'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make the first topping you order mushrooms.Make the last thing you say "No mushrooms, please."Hang up before they have a chance to respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the order is repeated, change it slightly.When it is repeated again, change it again.On the third time, say "You just don't get it, do you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you'ge given the price, say "Ooooooo, that sounds complicated. I hate math."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order a one-inch pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order term life insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they say "Will that be all?", snicker and say "We'll find out, won't we?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order with a Speak-n-Spell where applicable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask how many dolphins were killed to make that pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the phone, fake entering puberty.Fluctuate pitch often; act embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engage in some serious swapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance all around the word "pizza."Avoid saying it at all costs.If he/she says it, say "Please don't mention that word."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a movie with a good car chase scene playing loudly in the background.Yell "OW!" when a bullet is fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she suggests a side order, ask why he/she is punishing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask if the pizza has had its shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order a steamed pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get taker's name.Later, call exactly on the hour to say, "This is your (time of day) wake-up call, So-and-so."Hang up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offer to pay for the pizza with a public flogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112371235583537744?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112371235583537744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112371235583537744' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112371235583537744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112371235583537744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/08/things-to-do-when-ordering-pizza.html' title='Things To Do When Ordering A Pizza'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112359001496869229</id><published>2005-08-10T14:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T13:20:14.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;In a Past Life...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/pastlife/past-life.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Were: A Mute Herbalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where You Lived: Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You Died: The Plague.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/pastlifegenerator/"&gt;Who Were You In a Past Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. do this one it's good. especially if you make up stuff like co-assistant managing supervisor director of telecommuntications or professional monkey washer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there are all these funny quizzes on &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;www.blogthings.com&lt;/a&gt; for when you're bored.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112359001496869229?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112359001496869229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112359001496869229' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112359001496869229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112359001496869229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/08/in-past-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112360263399001498</id><published>2005-08-09T16:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T16:50:33.993+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.funnyjunk.com/"&gt;Funny Junk!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112360263399001498?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112360263399001498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112360263399001498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112360263399001498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112360263399001498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/08/funny-pictures.html' title='Funny Pictures'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112358932971470120</id><published>2005-08-09T13:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T13:08:49.713+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a new day</title><content type='html'>I can  see this blog being a lot better and nicer than my old one. I am still working on the HTML  bit but otherwize it is looking good. &lt;br /&gt;If you haven't seen my previous blog then don't worry, you're lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll put on some cool pictures another day when I amn't so busy with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone seen wedding crashers? is it good? it got a bad review but you can't belive anything you read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Grace xXx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112358932971470120?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112358932971470120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112358932971470120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112358932971470120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112358932971470120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-day.html' title='a new day'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15228844.post-112353233583714857</id><published>2005-08-08T21:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:18:55.836+01:00</updated><title type='text'>well</title><content type='html'>God I must have created like 7 blogs by accident because blogger kept telling me that none of the addresses i tried worked but actually they all did and now there are loads. i dleted 5 but there are still a few. anyway this is the real one - &lt;a href="http://www.sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com"&gt;www.sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go now stew is on, i've missed loads of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm buying The Used's album tomorrow. yay!&lt;br /&gt;Grace xXx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15228844-112353233583714857?l=sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/feeds/112353233583714857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15228844&amp;postID=112353233583714857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112353233583714857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15228844/posts/default/112353233583714857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodapopandridalin.blogspot.com/2005/08/well.html' title='well'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01678693251616576656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.levalet.com/JACK/IMAGES/jack4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
