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  <pubDate>Tue, 12 Aug 2008 07:36:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>lightning&amp;stars.</title>
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  <description>without a doubt,&amp;nbsp;the best part of the east coast is the lightning &amp;amp; thunder&amp;nbsp;storms.&lt;br /&gt;i think if i ever left, that is what i&apos;d miss the most.&lt;br /&gt;they have lightning &amp;amp; thunder in mexico. sometimes. rarely.&lt;br /&gt;but they call it relampagos y truenos.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jul 2007 04:58:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m having trouble communicating through words. My emotions:</title>
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  <description>rawr.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2007 14:21:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Puedo Escribir</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through my music (because I&apos;m in the process of making a mix CD), and I went by Sixpence None the Richer. In the list of songs, there was&amp;nbsp;one called &quot;Puedo Escribir.&quot;&amp;nbsp;Pretty much, it is Pablo Neruda&apos;s poem expressed in a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eso es todo. That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side Note: I graduated yesterday. My relatives left today. I miss my grandmother. a lot.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Dec 2006 01:51:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Colleges...</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I&apos;M GOING&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;64 MILES AWAY&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;M GOING TO RODE ISLAND&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;M GOING TO PROVIDENCE&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;M GOING TO A SCHOOL WITH AN OPEN CURRICULUM&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;M GOING TO MY TOP CHOICE&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;M GOING TO MY REACH&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;M GOING TO WHERE I APPLIED EARLY DECISION&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;M GOING TO THE ONLY PLACE WHERE I CAN SEE MYSELF ON CAMPUS&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;M GOING TO A UNIVERSITY&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;strong&gt;I&apos;m going to Brown.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Apr 2006 05:57:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Timothy O&apos;Conell and his first true love.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once a boy named Timothy. Called himself &quot;Tim-O&quot;, was deep into drugs, and gangster shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;524&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;393&quot; src=&quot;http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e44/cecioucela/IMG_9046.jpg&quot; /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Click here to read &quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;And there was a lonely&amp;nbsp;dog.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 258px; HEIGHT: 338px&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;225&quot; src=&quot;http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e44/cecioucela/IMG_9113.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They met, and had some flirtatious games at first.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 570px; HEIGHT: 402px&quot; height=&quot;721&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;979&quot; src=&quot;http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e44/cecioucela/IMG_9107.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;As the flirting got heavier...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;524&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;393&quot; src=&quot;http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e44/cecioucela/IMG_9099.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one thing lead to another.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;548&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;411&quot; src=&quot;http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e44/cecioucela/IMG_9102.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They were extremely happy... or so thought Tim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 421px; HEIGHT: 340px&quot; height=&quot;627&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;800&quot; src=&quot;http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e44/cecioucela/IMG_9109.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then she left and went to Sophie. Right in Tim&apos;s view!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 386px; HEIGHT: 632px&quot; height=&quot;742&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;397&quot; src=&quot;http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e44/cecioucela/IMG_9112.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She tried to go back to Timothy, but he was too heartbroken to accept&amp;nbsp;her in return.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;393&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;524&quot; src=&quot;http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e44/cecioucela/IMG_9110.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And so the two went off in different ways. Tim was heartbroken, and so was she.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;524&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;393&quot; src=&quot;http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e44/cecioucela/IMG_9097.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;I&apos;ll make an actual update at the fricking amazing piebald show later. I think my sister lost her car keys. Ugh, I wish we could&apos;ve seen the whole set. Oh well, it was a good day, and awesome show. (2 dollars only!!!!!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 24 Aug 2005 05:01:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I NEED to update, BADLY. but yeah.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Tonight, the ocean was nice.&lt;br&gt;
Yesterday the roads were a mess.&lt;br&gt;
I&apos;m tired. I want... I&apos;m not sure.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I&apos;ll update tomorrow. YeahYeahYeah.&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 21 Aug 2005 05:01:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Last night was 311 with Laura and Melissa. It was fun, we ran into Alex
C, and Ben P. there. Ben tapped the lead singer of Papa Roach&apos;s ass.
The starting bands sucked, a lot, but 311 was pretty damn good. They
played some new songs, which aren&apos;t really that good. I enjoyed their
old songs, and after their original set, they were going to play 2 more
songs, and they were asking what song they should play to the auience,
and I was screaming, &quot;Who&apos;s got the herb&quot; so loud. I don&apos;t think they
heard me, but they said they heard someone say that, and they played
it. It made me happy to hear them sing that live, since last year we
left early due to parents and stuff.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Today: Hair, then I went out with MK and her brother. We played some
volleyball then crashed a block party and got a shit load of food. We
brought it back to MK&apos;s and ate. It was a good time. We watched wedding
crashers too. Later on I went downtown with Talia, and met up with some
kids for a second, then they all left. Then Anna, Talia, Kayla and I
went to Kayla&apos;s. Sophie came later. DT. Free extremely huge sunday.
Weird conversations. Dradle.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I&apos;m tired. But I&apos;m not good with sleep. Preseason starts soon. I need
to get my shit together. I need to stop working a week before school.
In other words... Next week is my last.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 370px; height: 494px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7043.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 422px; height: 315px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7310.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
LookyLooky.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 168px; height: 224px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_6999.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 252px; height: 336px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7000.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 254px; height: 338px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7006.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 250px; height: 333px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7026.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 327px; height: 245px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7039.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 199px; height: 264px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7059.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 441px; height: 330px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7071.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;!!!! Freaking huge and amazing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 243px; height: 324px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7073.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Look carefully.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 503px; height: 377px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7080.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Massive.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
This is the result of Tim taking away my camera:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 344px; height: 458px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7093.jpg&quot;&gt; &lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 289px; height: 384px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7094.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 256px; height: 340px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7096.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 253px; height: 336px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7101.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 266px; height: 353px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7105.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 278px; height: 370px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7106.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
hmm...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 293px; height: 389px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7109.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
TIm!!!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I have my camera back for one picture:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 226px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7112.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 407px; height: 542px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7115.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;This is a really good
picture, I think. BUt it&apos;s ridiculous because Tim took it with out
trying sort of out of the blue not even looking at the screen hardly
holding on to the camera, but it came out so good. Luck. And Amato&apos;s
X-TRA photogenic.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
K now I have the camera back. This is a mess and no one really cares who took what...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 234px; height: 311px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7116.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Sam&apos;s crotch...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7121.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 218px; height: 289px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7121.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Tim &amp;lt;3s Tim&apos;s Pants.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 365px; height: 275px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7122.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
... Yeah.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 244px; height: 287px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7125.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 263px; height: 349px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7141.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
: )&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 310px; height: 413px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7146.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
2nd 1/2 of night:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 560px; height: 419px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7158.jpg&quot;&gt; &lt;br&gt;
EMILY WESTWOMAN.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 298px; height: 223px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7161.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 298px; height: 223px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7162.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
MC&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 291px; height: 385px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7165.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Tori, right before the accident.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;311! We couldn&apos;t bring camera&apos;s into the concert, so I decided to make up for it by taking pics on the car ride up.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 198px; height: 264px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7283.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Melissa.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 237px; height: 177px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7297.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Laura and me.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 361px; height: 270px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7298.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Take Pics --&amp;gt; Kill time.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7308.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 211px; height: 280px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7303.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 303px; height: 227px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7311.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
WTFace: Car Crash.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style=&quot;width: 215px; height: 162px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7312.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 216px; height: 161px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7313.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 215px; height: 161px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7316.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 218px; height: 161px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a249/MinusTheShark/IMG_7317.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
THAT&apos;S IT.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Have a good night I did that other thing, but it&apos;s not working and yeah I don&apos;t know.&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 19 Aug 2005 05:49:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>With my head full of stars</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m smiling so wide right now. These past few nights have been so nice and relieving.&lt;br&gt;
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Wednesday:&lt;br&gt;

Work&lt;br&gt;

Library with Talia, Kayla.&lt;br&gt;

Visiting Amato with Kayla.&lt;br&gt;

Meeting up with Bobby and Tim at Steve’s.&lt;br&gt;

Minus Kayla, Plus Amato.&lt;br&gt;

A lot of pictures with Tim hopping on Bobby’s back. And basically jumping
everywhere.&lt;br&gt;

Amato’s house with Tim, Bobby, Amato, Sam, Tom, then later Sophie, Alex and
Kelly.&lt;br&gt;

Down Town. Random stuff.&lt;br&gt;

Tim S and the cute St. Bernard.&lt;br&gt;

Melissa Cocks.&lt;br&gt;

New Silver with cool kids.&lt;br&gt;

Tori’s house with MK, Tori, Melissa and Talia.&lt;br&gt;

Nice talks. I found out some interesting things, I’m very naive.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was most fun talking with Tori and Melissa
in Tori’s room, I’ve known these girls for so long and missed them. I think I’m
hanging out with them both Sunday as well and I can’t wait.&lt;br&gt;

&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Thursday:&lt;br&gt;
Work.&lt;br&gt;
Lawrence to eat, then Amato came and picked me up and saved me.&lt;br&gt;
Library with Talia S-C.&lt;br&gt;
Bio.Bio.Bio.Bio.EastofEaden.&lt;br&gt;
Amato came back, Spinnakers, Amato went home to get yelled at, then Sophie and
Jack came.&lt;br&gt;
+ James,+Eggy,+Kyle.&lt;br&gt;
Then around sometime everyone left, but Sophie and Jack stayed with me. I took
a thousand pictures of them. And quite frankly, I had a really nice time. That
sounds really stupid. But yeah.&lt;br&gt;
Then Talia came, Sophie/Jack left, Tori W Came!!! Steves, and talking.&lt;br&gt;
Then the best part of the night was when I went home.&lt;br&gt;
Erika told me jack/Anna wanted to go play Frisbee on some field, but that was a
while ago. So we walked to there house, threw some rocks at the window. We rode
our bikes to the Jewish Congregational Church, and then played ultimate Frisbee
on the field. Except, no one there could throw or catch, especially not my
sister, but it was so much childish fun. I missed our walks and everything. I
got exhausted and Anna and I lied down and looked up at the clouds and contorted
them into our minds’ desires. There was one cloud in which you could create
anything. Then I told Jack about my “Street Frisbee idea” (partial credit give
to T.T) and we played some on the parking lot. Fun stuff. This is a lot of
detail, this is all.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
My mood is so weird. I can be completely pissed off at someone then love them
the next second.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Also I’ve found some
people who are too good for me. And I think that they should give up, but they
don’t. Basically it’s two girls, but yeah. Sorry for all the shit I put you
through, I know one won’t read this but the other will. Yeahyeahyeah.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;1. respond with something random about you.&lt;br&gt;
2. I&apos;ll tell you what song/movie/book/fictional character/SOMETHING reminds me of you.&lt;br&gt;
3. I&apos;ll pick a flavor of pudding to wrestle with you in.&lt;br&gt;
4. I&apos;ll say something that only makes sense to you and me. Well, maybe just me.&lt;br&gt;
5. I&apos;ll tell you my favorite memory of you, should I have one yet.&lt;br&gt;
6. I&apos;ll tell you what animal or plant you remind me of.&lt;br&gt;
7. I&apos;ll ask you something that I&apos;ve always wondered about you.&lt;br&gt;
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. (S.V.P)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Comment it up bitches.&lt;br&gt;
Even you, yeah you, the stranger who reads my LJ. You read it. You comment. (I&apos;ll put up pictures next post).&lt;br&gt;
Work.Hopefully Lydia&apos;s.THEN Melissa/Laura tomorrow!!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Quote of the LJ entry:&lt;br&gt;
&quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;When you are able to run around naked with
someone and don’t feel self conscious, then you know you’re ready to have sex.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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  <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jul 2005 14:28:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Happy 1/2 Birthday to me.</title>
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  <description>Brace yourself. This is slightly long.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Thursday: &lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was being lazy, so I decided to call up Anna to
come join me.&amp;nbsp; We tackled a carton of tiramisu icecream and sat
infront of the T.V watching America&apos;s Next Top Model (marathon).&amp;nbsp;
We got unlazy for a second and called up Jillian to take us to the
commons, but she didn&apos;t pick up. But then she called back, and we told
her to get her fat ass over to my house, to make ourselves feel
better.&amp;nbsp; W/ the help of Jillian, we finished the ice cream.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We then made a mix and stuff.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s a lot of
good music that makes me happy. And then we set off.&amp;nbsp;
Bank.7-11.heights.thebump.&amp;nbsp; I didn&apos;t know how to get to the bump
so it sort of took a freaking long time to get there, and after we went
through, the family near was having a cook out, and there was like a
12year old boy walking his little sister, and he shook his head
dissaprovingly at us.&amp;nbsp; Anywho. We went down to Woods Hole and
Tafts and challenges.&amp;nbsp; Then I called up Lydia and Talia.&amp;nbsp;
Lydia had to go to dinner someplace, but Talia came. We pretty much did
random things. But at one point J-dawg and I were walking alone, and we
had a good real talk. Pie in the sky for food. Thank you brendan.&amp;nbsp;
Then I accepted a ridiculous dare (because I&apos;m CaRazY like that). Then
we wanted to go swimming, so we drove to stoney, and there were so many
cars parked there... (party) I think I saw brendan. So we left, because
it was weird, and we went swimming in someother place.&amp;nbsp; I went
with all clothes on.&amp;nbsp; Then we went home, but before we hit up the
bump, and we were going so so so so fast. and we bottomed out, after
flying.&amp;nbsp; It was amazing.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Okay, I&apos;m going to have to write less becasue that was a lot.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Friday: MK drove over, and we were going to watch a movie, but we ended
up having an intense conversation.&amp;nbsp; I kind of felt like I could
tell her anything, and it was really nice.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ve missed MK and
talking to her so much.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then I was supposed to hang out w/ Melissa, chris
and nick. But plans got screwed. So I went w/ Tal and Lydia to the
commodores game. We ended up splitting up. Tal left w/ Tor, Lydia went
w/ Anna, Sophie Aileen, and some other kids, and I went w/ Kelly, Eggy,
Hot Tom, SPencer, and more kids.&amp;nbsp; We went to Caroline Helm&apos;s
house. PPl said it was going to be a party, so I was kind of iffy, but
it wasn&apos;t really a party... it was sort of like a gathering.&amp;nbsp; It
was kind of weird because it was all class of 2006es.&amp;nbsp; But Jojo
and Nikki made me feel welcome, because they&apos;re kind of extremely
nice.&amp;nbsp; Kelly drove Tim-O, Eggy and me there.&amp;nbsp; Eggy ran around
naked... he was very hyper.&amp;nbsp; Then Amato came.&amp;nbsp; Tim-O and
Johnny K were taking pictures with the dog, louis (or something like
that).&amp;nbsp; Then they left, and Tim lost his wallet.&amp;nbsp; It was
alright.&amp;nbsp; Pretty random.&amp;nbsp; They played straw in ass, and spoon
in the front.&amp;nbsp; Mostly Pat. Umm... my hair got soaked from Tim and
the water spray which is used to punish the dog. And I suck at salsa
dancing.&amp;nbsp; Lovely Kelly drove me home.&amp;nbsp; This is pretty much it.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I don&apos;t think drive in&apos;s going on today cuz of shit movies,&amp;nbsp; but yeah.&lt;br&gt;
It sort of pisses me off when... isadhsi idk.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;1. Ride in the back of the Trolly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
2. Run to Old Silver and beat the sun. (Get to O.S before the sun does).&lt;br&gt;
3. Climb the MOTHER tree.&lt;br&gt;
4. Get a gold ring in the carousel in MV.&lt;br&gt;
5. Sleep at the beach. (hopefully w/ Molly Burtis).&lt;br&gt;
6. Visit K.M&lt;br&gt;
7. Go to the Kaleidoscope thing.&lt;br&gt;
8. Go Sailing.&lt;br&gt;
9. Take a shower in the rain.&lt;br&gt;
10. Dance in the rain.&lt;br&gt;
11. Find 5 new places I didn&apos;t know about in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Falmouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;. &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; I I I I&lt;br&gt;
12. Find 3 wonderful spots in Woods Hole. &lt;b&gt;I I&lt;/b&gt; I&lt;br&gt;
13. Ride in the four person bike.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;
14. Go over the bump in the heights at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
15. Climb/Go hiking.&lt;br&gt;
16. Hang out with at least 3/4 of the people I told I would.&lt;br&gt;
17. Bike ride down town.&lt;br&gt;
18. Go inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
19. Go swimming at midnight/1:00AM/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time hour=&quot;3&quot; minute=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;3:00AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
20. Sleep somewhere random.&lt;br&gt;
21. Go driving with Melissa Cocks.&lt;br&gt;
22. Sleep on a boat.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;23. Go Swimming wearing all clothes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
24. Walk down main street at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time hour=&quot;4&quot; minute=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;4:00 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
25. Go through a drive through with out a car.&lt;br&gt;
26. Go skinny dipping&lt;br&gt;
... still need more...&lt;br style=&quot;&quot;&gt;
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 May 2005 00:56:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>This weekend wasn&apos;t that exciting, at least it doesn&apos;t feel like it now.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Friday the 13nth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;, I got
hit on the side of the head with a glass soy sauce bottle.&amp;nbsp; I was
reaching for some chips, and the bottle came down too.&amp;nbsp; It
happened in slow motion, according to Talia.&lt;br&gt;
That night I went w/ Talia to the show at The sons of Italy.&amp;nbsp; We
basically chilled with sophie and this girl named claire the entire
time.&amp;nbsp; It was nice.&amp;nbsp; Then Talia had to go home, so Alex was
nice and gave us a ride to my house.&amp;nbsp; We couldn&apos;t go to Zoes, but
it&apos;s alright some other time. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I watched Spanglish, it was an odd movie.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
We had 3 soccer games this weekend, I went to the one on saturday w/
Tal against Sandwhich we lost 2-1.&amp;nbsp; Then we went to see Beauty and
the Beast (the play).&amp;nbsp; I think I got sicker that night.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I woke up with a fever today, but then I had to go to my games.&amp;nbsp;
My mom told me to not go to either, but I decided to go to the second
one.&amp;nbsp; When she left to Stop &amp;amp; Shop, I drove to visit
Sophie.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m sorry Sophie, I don&apos;t think I helped much, but I hope
my over the counter hug helped you, if only just for a second.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Then I went to soccer, I felt like I was going to die playing.&amp;nbsp; We
lost 3-1.&amp;nbsp; I think that the girls won the game before 4-0. Then my
mom had to go to block buster, so I decided to be a stalker again, ha,
and visit Caitlin and Sophie at work.&amp;nbsp; I got a free Orange freeze.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
It feels like midnight, but it&apos;s only 8:50.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m tired, and I know
I&apos;m going to have to go to school tomorrow, but I have
ohsomuchHW.&amp;nbsp; Crap.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
At least we have MCAS this week, no HW!&amp;nbsp; Except for stupid WC, and English.&lt;br&gt;
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 May 2005 01:55:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot; style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; mso-ansi-language: EN&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;It&apos;s an infection which keeps on spreading throughout your entire body.&amp;nbsp; Symptoms: happiness and smiling.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wore my outfit today.&amp;nbsp; It made me feel nice, and laugh.&amp;nbsp; Especially when I entered our Sophomore Student Government Home Room Meeting.&amp;nbsp; Pretty Much what happened, was that when I entered (late) MK, Michaela and Maggie all sorta shrieked, but that&apos;s because they always do when ever I match or wear a skirt, which is not often... ha.... but yes, and they told me I looked pretty.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;Then Scott says, &quot;for those of you who came in late...&quot;&lt;br&gt;I rolled my eyes and said thanks scott, because it was basically just me. People laughed.&lt;br&gt;He did too, and then said, &quot;Oh, but it&apos;s okay, because you do look really pretty today.&quot; I felt awkward because it came from Scott... Michaela pointed that out.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;I ran into Sarah Bello today, and she&apos;s going to Mexico City in august as well, this is exciting.&amp;nbsp; How cool would it be to run into someone from your home town in a foreign country...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I didn&apos;t have that much HW today, orsoIthought. I wanted to do something.&amp;nbsp; My sister was napping, my mother had told me she was comming home late, and my dad is in california.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Therefore, I called up Anna and told her we were going to go driving for some ice cream.&amp;nbsp; I finally found my dad&apos;s keys inside a tiny black box, which was&amp;nbsp;inside of his drawer.&amp;nbsp; I wasn&apos;t as scared to go driving this time as other times.&amp;nbsp; It was too lovely of a day to worry.&amp;nbsp; I &lt;strong&gt;drove &lt;/strong&gt;through 151 and to sommerset creamery.&amp;nbsp; I got &lt;font color=&quot;#663366&quot;&gt;Black Rasberry&lt;/font&gt;, and &lt;font color=&quot;#cc33cc&quot;&gt;Rasberry Sherbert&lt;/font&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Anna got &lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;Orange Pineapple &lt;/font&gt;and &lt;font color=&quot;#330000&quot;&gt;Chocolate&lt;/font&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We didn&apos;t like the atmosphere of the place, so we headed to Old Silver.&amp;nbsp; Yeah... &lt;br&gt;We looked for sea shells, and mine got sand all over them, so before&amp;nbsp;we left I decided to rinse them off.&amp;nbsp; Mistake.&amp;nbsp; All of the sudden I saw a phone swaying in and out in the water.&amp;nbsp; It was mine.&amp;nbsp; My phone died today.&amp;nbsp; I lost all of my phone numbers, I don&apos;t really care that much though...&amp;nbsp;I&apos;ll get all my numbers back somehow.&amp;nbsp; Crap.&amp;nbsp; I think I have a warranty... I hope I do...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot; style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; mso-ansi-language: EN&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I saw that wicked old house which is causing all the problems.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s in Old Silver&apos;s parking lot.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to go inside, but it&apos;s illegal.&amp;nbsp; I shall wait for a midnight entrance.&amp;nbsp; There was a rocking chair on the porch, and I really wanted to go on it.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I can buy it...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;OC was dramatic, as always.&amp;nbsp; I think I liked last season better, but who knows.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My eye lids keep on struggling to stay open.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;there is no night time, it&apos;s only a passing phase&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;and&amp;nbsp;I feel pretty, pretty enough for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;I&amp;nbsp;felt so ugly before,&amp;nbsp;I didn&apos;t know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;All the compliments were nice, but nothing special.&amp;nbsp; And I was sort of sad (I know it&apos;s selfish) that I didn&apos;t receive one certain compliment.&amp;nbsp; It was weird, because I sort of complained to Lydia, but I was just kidding... in a way.&amp;nbsp; And then we were sitting on the grass blades, in our silly disguting track clothes, and out of the blue the compliment came.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2005 21:52:38 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I wore my Harry Potter shirt today.&amp;nbsp; It wasn&apos;t bad at all.&amp;nbsp; But I didn&apos;t have enough guts to walk outdoors with a bra over my sports bra as dared by Talia.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This has been a stress free week, well sort of.&lt;br&gt;Everyone seems to be getting crushes, I think it&apos;s the fact that it&apos;s Spring, and everything&apos;s nice, making everyone happy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have soccer practice in an hour, but my dad left to California today... so I don&apos;t think he can take me, and my sister will refuse to.&amp;nbsp; I want to drive his car really bad, but I&apos;ll get into trouble.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m kinda nervous for California... meh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&apos;m excited to wear a skirt tomorrow, it&apos;s cute.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I made a Sherlock Holmes club today at lunch.&amp;nbsp; It was fun making it. I was saying I was going to make the club to the table after we were discussing the &lt;em&gt;murder&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Then I said, &quot;I&apos;M PRESIDENT&quot; then quickly everyone said I&apos;m vice, but MK got it first, and then Molly/Tori were both next.&amp;nbsp; So Tori said she was treasurer, and Molly&apos;s secretary.&amp;nbsp; Melissa didn&apos;t get a position... but we&apos;ll find something for her.&amp;nbsp; This is exciting, it&apos;s like all those stories of those kids who go on adventures.&amp;nbsp; We just have to be careful not to be shot by the Mafia who&apos;s involved (It&apos;s a long story which Molly explained to us in lunch).&amp;nbsp; This is interesting, because this murder contains: Mafia, Corruption, Inheritance money, Mental patient, mysterious disappearance, confused police, and a fellow peer.&amp;nbsp; Wow, this sort of makes me sound like a jerk, sorry.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m too easily excited.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 May 2005 22:51:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#6600cc&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffcccc&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#993399&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#6600cc&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This weekend &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot;&gt;was pretty fun I guess.&amp;nbsp; Well no... it was very busy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This entry will be maaaaaaaaad long (not really).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;ALright so my dad bought this Jaguar head in Mexico (a while ago) it&apos;s not real... it&apos;s a bunch of beads around the shape of a jaguar.&amp;nbsp; Alright I tried to describe it, but my description really sucks, so here&apos;s a picture...&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 433px; HEIGHT: 270px&quot; height=&quot;453&quot; src=&quot;http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y113/ceciplike123/Jaguar.jpg&quot; width=&quot;627&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 406px; HEIGHT: 266px&quot; height=&quot;431&quot; src=&quot;http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y113/ceciplike123/Jaghead.jpg&quot; width=&quot;591&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 426px; HEIGHT: 353px&quot; height=&quot;500&quot; src=&quot;http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y113/ceciplike123/Jag3.jpg&quot; width=&quot;532&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;It&apos;s really neat.&amp;nbsp; My dad explained to&amp;nbsp; me that every month you&apos;re supposed to turn it a certain degree.&amp;nbsp; So I asked him if he did it, and after he told me he did, I said, &quot;that&apos;s crazy.&quot;&amp;nbsp; And then he&amp;nbsp;seemed&amp;nbsp;offended and was telling me it wasn&apos;t crazy at all it was tradition...&amp;nbsp; I had to explain to him what crazy meant...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wow... I love the entire process I went through to explain that story... It wasn&apos;t even that good... I guess some people will enjoy it for that main reason.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday: NYE park after track w/ rick, melissa, chris, sean and erika.&amp;nbsp; It was somewhat dramatic but okay.&amp;nbsp; We found this spot which overlooked the pond which is behind the park.&amp;nbsp; There was a lonely swan there, and it made me think if it had found it&apos;s soul mate.&amp;nbsp; Swans only have one partner his/her entire life, and once one of the mate dies, the other one dies shortly after.&amp;nbsp; OrsoIwastold.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But it was all alone, and the water didn&apos;t look pleasant. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33ccff&quot;&gt;Then we went to Mashpee commons, with out erika/sean.&amp;nbsp; Jamie Heidi was hiding from us... it was odd.&amp;nbsp; At one point he was on the other side of a bush, and I&apos;d go around to see him, and he&apos;d move around to hide, but I could see him through the leaves.&amp;nbsp; He&apos;s a special kid...&amp;nbsp; Anywho... Melissa and I went into the men&apos;s bathroom and Rick and Chris went into the Women&apos;s B-room.&amp;nbsp; They were both empty, so we figured why not.&amp;nbsp; and... yes...&amp;nbsp; And then 2 rent-a-cops came and asked us what we were doing.&amp;nbsp; Rick Melissa and I were already out of the B-Rooms, and then chris came walking out of the women&apos;s bathroom with a sly smile on his face, and it was perfect, making me laugh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#993399&quot;&gt;Saturday: Mall with Tori and Talia.&amp;nbsp; Oh, Sean and erika came&amp;nbsp;as well...&amp;nbsp; It was fun.&amp;nbsp; I bought a mother&apos;s day gift.&amp;nbsp; In addition we bought matching sandles, and Harry-Potter themed shirts.&amp;nbsp; I didn&apos;t want to at first, but Tori and Tal convinced me.&amp;nbsp; I have one w/ HP on it, Talia has one w/ Ron on it, and Tori has one w/ the SLytherin logo.&amp;nbsp; We went to the&amp;nbsp;book store.&amp;nbsp; There we went to the childrens section (where there are a bunch of chairs and it looks like a story-time place).&amp;nbsp; We gathered up into a close triangle, and I whispered a book TOri picked out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffcccc&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;A bunch of stories written by gay men about their first sexual experience.&amp;nbsp; &lt;font color=&quot;#993399&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We then continued to talk about relationships and what not.&amp;nbsp; It was fun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000099&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I gave my mom her gift, and she was happy, but then I had to leave to my saccccer game in Oceana w/ Tal and Erica (shouten).&amp;nbsp; Soccer game in wind/mist/rain.&amp;nbsp; We tied, 1-1.&amp;nbsp; I think we should&apos;ve won, but w/e.&amp;nbsp; Damn wind and rain.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Meh, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;This is all.&amp;nbsp; I took care of what I had to do, but now things are really confusing.&amp;nbsp; I think I&apos;m making this entry longer than it has to be because I&apos;m dreading to do the little amount of home work which I have.&amp;nbsp; I went to the dentist today, and I wouldn&apos;t get numb, (it&apos;s because my nerve is in some unusual place) and I got confused, but w/e.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I like feeling free (&lt;em&gt;Hair down... Kayla&amp;nbsp;prolly will get&amp;nbsp;this part&lt;/em&gt;), and it feels like a burden has lifted, and that sounds bad... I shouldn&apos;t call it a burden, but that&apos;s what it felt like.&amp;nbsp; But now he wants things to go back to before, but I don&apos;t... we&apos;ll see.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh and today at lunch, I was trying to be secrative, and I was.&amp;nbsp; But then Kayla and Talia were loud.&amp;nbsp; Sorry about that Kayla, but it doesn&apos;t matter if they know... I think...&amp;nbsp; And Anna (W) said something that made me feel really deffensive, and I spoke up at first, but then kept quiet.&amp;nbsp; Nothing bad, just makes me know my emotions better (?) roightousness...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot;&gt;And I smiled today, and I love this new feeling.&amp;nbsp; A simple act of kindness seen so much greater.&amp;nbsp; Yesssss.&amp;nbsp; I love this.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;And&lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt;waitedjustformeanditmademesomuchmorehappierthanthemilliontimes&lt;strong&gt;he&lt;/strong&gt;wouldwait.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is counfusing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alright, procrastination&apos;s over.&amp;nbsp; At least in updating LJ... I think I&apos;m gonna find something else to do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 May 2005 03:32:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Spring&apos;s here! I love wearing Spring Outfits, it makes me happy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I like smiling from ear to ear. It&apos;s cute.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don&apos;t need to be writing an entry... there&apos;s nothing really to write about... I think. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Everyone&apos;s nervous for prom. I&apos;m nervous even though I&apos;m not even going. But we&apos;re putting on a show for the elderly at the nursing homes, and going to dress up in gowns so they can experience prom. It shall be fun, and I&apos;m excited. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There&apos;s a meet on saturday, and soccer game on mothers day. CRAP, oh well... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Someone stole clothes out of my gym locker. Some of the clothes was mine/Sophie&apos;s/Nikki&apos;s. I feel worse that their clothes got stolen... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today was 5/5/05. In addition it was, &quot;cinqo de Mayo.&quot; I wasn&apos;t very excited... people don&apos;t really celebrate it in Mexico, let alone does my family here. I think more people celebrate it in the U.S... which is odd, but the same thing goes for Mardi gras and France. I wish that it was a huge celebration though, and that I would be excused from doing HW, and not have to go to school. butit&apos;snotandlifegoeson. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tomorrow shall be exciting: &lt;br&gt;1st period: Gladiator(the movie) &lt;br&gt;3rd: Walk through the woods!! YESSSSS! &lt;br&gt;5th English quiz &lt;br&gt;6th: WC quiz &lt;br&gt;2/4 shall be pointless. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It shouldn&apos;t be that bad all in all. &lt;br&gt;Afterschool (?)... talk... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is enough of nothing. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&apos;m happy right now, which is odd. I believe it&apos;s the cereal talking. (I almost forgot the word for cereal). Everybody&apos;s wearing rainbow brite shirts. I myself am a fan of carebears, but I think Rainbow Brite has more supporters... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00008AAFA.16._AA260_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;I had the Cheer&amp;nbsp; Care-Bear &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 May 2005 02:55:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Alright... I know what I have to do... because of my freakin conscience.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Talia kind of brought it out... and I didn&apos;t think she could relate at all... but somehow she always finds a way.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So today I was immature, and ignored&amp;nbsp;Talia from 11:30AM - somewhere around 9 PM.&amp;nbsp; Kayla provoked me.&amp;nbsp; It was funny, and I didn&apos;t think she&apos;d care weather or not I talked to her.&amp;nbsp; Turns out I was wrong, and she made a scene... I was probably thrown against the lockers a good 3 times, while Molly Burtis watched and laughed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then I was bad and skipped School Council, and went to Hyannis with Melissa, Chris, Rick and some other people we didn&apos;t really hang out with, to celebrate his birthday.&amp;nbsp; It was alright, Melissa and Chris had a lot of fun, and we got balloons.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&apos;m not tired at all right now, it feels like saturday night.&amp;nbsp; Why don&apos;t we just call it &quot;Saturnight&quot;?&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ve come to a realization of various things... and it sucks, and I hate it, because I want to be selfish and a silly girl with a silly mind who cares not about feelings and weather or not it&apos;s true or of morale.&amp;nbsp; I wish I didn&apos;t care.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I appologized to Talia about 99999 times for not talking to her, and she forgave me, and we continued into an hour + convo about life and it&apos;s flaws.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sorry&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I want to be sucked into a botomless black pit, and stay there for ever floating and thinking about everything that I did wrong, and why.&amp;nbsp; Even though I really didn&apos;t do anything wrong... intentionally... it&apos;s my mind I think.&amp;nbsp; But I can&apos;t, because right now I don&apos;t know of any bottomless black pit anywhere near me... or anywhere at all.&amp;nbsp; So the closest thing that I can have is to lie on my bed, look at the ceiling and sulk while listening to entrancing music which can match my mood.&amp;nbsp; A pensive mix filled with sorrow, that I know I have somewhere in my collection of Mixed CDs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don&apos;t want to let this go, but I have to.&amp;nbsp; Because nothing good is comming out of it, and procrastination will only cause more pain, and I don&apos;t want that.&amp;nbsp; I don&apos;t want this.&amp;nbsp; I don&apos;t want to do this.&amp;nbsp; What sucks is that at the end of all of this, I know I&apos;ll be even lower than before.&amp;nbsp; What is more unfortunate is that I know I have to do this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Why is it that you never hear of the good things people do, but instead any little bad/michevous thing anyone does infiltrates the halls faster than one can imagine?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I guess... because of one&apos;s consience we have to continue doing this... and go on... because we can&apos;t do anything different ever.&amp;nbsp; &lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;And all I can be is Yenta... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;meh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This was&amp;nbsp; a vent.&amp;nbsp; And right now... I don&apos;t want to say sorry for writing this because I needed to...&amp;nbsp; and because&amp;nbsp; I know I won&apos;t mean it... but now, for writing this finally, I do need to say sorry, for a waste of time of an entry, and you&apos;ll say &quot;no it wasn&apos;t, you need to vent&quot; most likely true, but I still need to say...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 01 May 2005 03:50:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pure Childish Fun</title>
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  <description>Dodgeball tournament, watched it w/ MK, Talia and Maggie, it was fun but then got a lil boring.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some other girls showed up... I won&apos;t lie... it was slightly awkward... but w/e.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I danced in the rain with Maggie Murphy and we splashed through all of the puddles. We regained our childhood and it was splendid. I can&apos;t describe it as well since my sister&apos;s timing me on how long I take on the computer. Then I pushed her around in a shopping cart, and she was frightened that we&apos;d crash. I was completely awake after running through the rain, before I was so tired, it was refreshing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My mom talked to us on the car ride home about religion, and needing something to believe in. As we were talking about spririts, Maggie shrieked claiming she saw 2 kids dart across the road (near bourne farm) it was odd... My mom and I didn&apos;t see a thing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We listened to classical music, and it matched the lightning. I was amused.&lt;br&gt;I love the way lightening has the ability to light up the entire sky, and how when it rains, it reflects from the sky and goes back to where it originated: the ground.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;meh... back to doubt. My sister bought the &quot;dirty mind&quot; game examples: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;I have a stift shaft, my tip penetrates, I come with a quiver&quot; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;I&apos;m white and gooey, I&apos;m sticky when I&apos;m hottttt, campers like me in their mouth&quot; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. An arrow&lt;br&gt;2. A marshmellow (this one was quite easy... I mean... cooommmmme on)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 30 Apr 2005 14:02:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I feel a lot better now, actually... I think I&apos;m getting sick, but I feel better in other aspects.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I want to go to Lollapalooza with Anna... but it&apos;s in Chicago...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;Yesterday afternoon was prettymuch one of the most random things ever.&amp;nbsp; I went down town, which I usually never do with Kayla and some other people.&amp;nbsp;Then the person I went with, Kayla, left to go to get her physical.&amp;nbsp; So yeah, but then I walked down to the library, and stuff and killed time.&amp;nbsp; It was nice.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eventually Sophie and Sam left, and luckily my ride came no longer than a minute after that.&amp;nbsp; Rick and Chris drove me back to my house, I got my phone thankgod... but I didn&apos;t really need it that bad anymore.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We picked up Melissa and left to Hyannis, I thought it would be not such a good night&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;, but right now I love being wrong.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;It was perfect, and I love going out with them.&amp;nbsp; We&amp;nbsp;went to the mall, and played hide and go seek in Sears... actually only one round.&amp;nbsp; Rick and I hid&amp;nbsp;on top&amp;nbsp;of a matress and had a long needed conversation.&amp;nbsp; Then Chris and Melissa found us, but we didn&apos;t want to move... because the bed was so comfortable, and the bigger reason: the conversation was perfect.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The game was basically over.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;An hour went by so fast, and then we had to go to the movies... since we already bought the tickets.&amp;nbsp; Saw Fever Pitch, it was cute I guess, pretty&amp;nbsp;random... they had so many things in that movie that made Melissa and I laugh because they were utterly random.&amp;nbsp; Once you&amp;nbsp;start looking for them... you can see them all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nothing really big happened after that.&amp;nbsp; I was so tired from 2 hours of sleep the last night, that I slept the car ride home underneath an oversized jacket.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;amp;hearts;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Apr 2005 00:24:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I&apos;m tired. There was a track meet afterschool, we had to be there at 3, it started at four.&amp;nbsp; It seemed to go on forever. I had a short race. I wished I would have gone home, and napped and then come back, or done HW... but I&apos;m bad with concentration. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have to volunteer for key club tomorrow, so IDK how I&apos;m going to do everything I have to do by the end of the week. meh, I should be working on my poems, I already wrote them, but now I have to explain, and pictures... actually... I have photos which go quite well with them, so basically all I have to do is explain.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I did bad on my race today, and it was home.&amp;nbsp; I felt like everyone was waching me, this is why I love cross country.&amp;nbsp; Running through the woods, no one can see me, or hear my heavy breathing, or the awkward way I run.&amp;nbsp; I didn&apos;t push myself hard enough, I hate it when I slack.&amp;nbsp; At the end I sprinted from all the saved energy, I need to push myself more.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;JSA was uneventful, I wanted to talk about Marla (Ruzicka?), but nobody knows about her... but right now she&apos;s my idol.&amp;nbsp; Incaseyoudidn&apos;tknow.&amp;nbsp; Marla is a girl, I think around her 20s, who made a difference in life.&amp;nbsp; She went on her own to Iraq, and tried to get funding from the government to help out the innocent war victims in Iraq.&amp;nbsp;She succeeded.&amp;nbsp; The government listened, and funded money.&amp;nbsp; She died a while ago in a bombing, but she made a difference.&amp;nbsp; All I want to do in my life is help someone, do something big; make a difference.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On to random things:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A guy who works for the Falmouth Chimney Sweep left a message on our answering machine.&amp;nbsp; He said our chimney needed to be sweeped again inorder to prevent fires, and to be safe.&amp;nbsp; We don&apos;t have a chimney though...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;In World Civ.&amp;nbsp; Grace made me laugh, and I accidently dropped my gum.&amp;nbsp; I picked it up, and she intentionally hit my hand, it went flying into the air, we didn&apos;t see it land.&amp;nbsp; We searched for around ten minutes, and Anna, the girl who sits behind us and where the gum most likely went, joined our search, worried it was near her.&amp;nbsp; We didn&apos;t find it.&lt;br&gt;At the end of class, Anna said, &quot;OMG guys, look!&quot; the peice of gum had landed in her binder and was attached to a page of a magazine.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We laughed.&amp;nbsp; I laughed at the fact it landed in her binder, Grace laughed at the way she said, &quot;guys look!&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yesterday... Mr. Deuchemin (WC teacher) was asking us if anyone knew what &quot;GI&quot; ment.&amp;nbsp; I tend to say stupidrandomillogical guesses, so I said, &quot;General Infantry.&quot;&amp;nbsp; I thought no one but the peers near me(Lisa,&amp;nbsp;Joey, Brooke, Grace, Mike and Anna)&amp;nbsp;heard.&amp;nbsp; He then asked Zach Carman, who I guess had heard me, and Zach said, &quot;General Infantry&quot;.&amp;nbsp; I guess I sounded determined when I said it....&lt;br&gt;Mr. D said no, and completely shot Zach down.&amp;nbsp; Turns out it means, &quot;Government Issue&quot;.&amp;nbsp; Grace thought what I said was right, because she didn&apos;t hear him right, and exclaimed, &quot;GOOD GUESS!&quot; with such conviction.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;These are all my pointless stories for today, Melissa came back today :-).&amp;nbsp; It was so nice to see her at lunch.&amp;nbsp; Today at lunch we threw things at eachother like immature children, and it was fun.&amp;nbsp; I love my lunch table... even though it usually consists of only 4 ppl (including myself).&amp;nbsp; Sometimes Talia joins, making it 5.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Oh...&amp;nbsp; and I guess I&apos;m the one who makes things awkward (?).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;I put on lip venom today, it tingled my lips, and made them feel big, but I think they looked completely the same, just with gloss.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sam (traubert) is a sexist, but still the coolest kid.&amp;nbsp; He&apos;s so funny... he always interprets poems on Men being better than women.&amp;nbsp; And today... he told us about a poem he wrote like another poem we read, &quot;Janus&quot;.&amp;nbsp; His poem was about how women go to a retreat, because they can&apos;t drive.&amp;nbsp; I love my english table.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reply with your name and I&apos;ll tell you something I adore about you. &lt;br&gt;Afterwards, copy and paste this into your own journal.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I feel stressed, and like I&apos;m doing everything for the wrong reasons... and I&apos;m confused...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After school I went on a 3 mile run, with Ali Smircina and Jayna... who are basically the two fastest girls... after trying to keep up with them, I gave up, and ran slower.&amp;nbsp; They pulled away.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m extremely out of shape, and we have a track meet tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; The 2nd half of&amp;nbsp;my run was rediculous... for me... and I was dissapointed... I walked a lot...&amp;nbsp; Once I give up once, I don&apos;t see the point in trying... and this is bad... and I suck for that.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When I finally got back I did 8 100 yard sprints and pushed myself and it made me feel better.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;d rather run in the woods with Kayta, or Lydia, or Lucy!!! I miss Lucy and the talks we used to have, I love running w/ Lucy now that I think about it, and Lydia, &lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;but she&apos;s too fast&lt;/font&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I miss Lydia... I hope she gets back from China soon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A lot of trees seemed as if they were about to collapse... I started wishing one would collapse on me... and that I could stay there forever and sleep... and I wouldn&apos;t get reprimanded, because it would be excused.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I officialy have the Talia syndrome... I think... because everything&apos;s perfect... and it figures the subject which I hate and am the worst at, I&apos;m missing, and I really want it now... but it&apos;s nowhere to be found.&amp;nbsp; So this sucks...&amp;nbsp; so much... because it&apos;s perfect when I think about it... and everything&apos;s perfect!!! and I hate myself for doing this... and everything... this makes no sense to anyone whatsoever...&amp;nbsp; &lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Basically... it&apos;s just a perfect attraction missing the chemistry &lt;em&gt;butforonceitgoesbothwaysandidontknowwhattodothissuuuuuckssomuchihopethisishardtoread.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That&apos;s as personal as I get in LJ... I think... (sigh).&amp;nbsp; Well... I spend too much time online, it&apos;s addicting... I have to do HW, meh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I use suck too often&lt;br&gt;and the 3 dots.&lt;br&gt;and I&apos;m bad at writing, always have been.&lt;br&gt;I lost my depth.&lt;br&gt;I wish I could be better...&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y113/ceciplike123/Friends.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I tried putting this as my friends background page, but I&apos;m having troubles doing so since I&apos;m not that good with LJ stuff.&amp;nbsp; And after all this time working on it, I didn&apos;t want to just do nothing... so here... enjoy


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Also... I didn&apos;t want to make a new entry... so yeah... here&apos;s a name thing...
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&lt;h3&gt;Ceci Maria Pineda&apos;s Aliases&lt;/h3&gt;
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Your movie star name: &lt;b&gt;Nilla Waffers Manuel&lt;/b&gt;
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Your fashion designer name is &lt;b&gt;Ceci Paris&lt;/b&gt;
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Your socialite name is &lt;b&gt;Sassafrass Amsterdam&lt;/b&gt;
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Your fly girl / guy name is &lt;b&gt;C Pin&lt;/b&gt;
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Your detective name is &lt;b&gt;Butterfly Falmouth&lt;/b&gt;
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Your barfly name is &lt;b&gt;Nuts Pina Colada&lt;/b&gt;
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Your soap opera name is &lt;b&gt;Maria Goeletta&lt;/b&gt;
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Your rock star name is &lt;b&gt;Hershey Kisses Mustang&lt;/b&gt;
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Your star wars name is &lt;b&gt;Cecmil Pinric&lt;/b&gt;
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Your punk rock band name is The &lt;b&gt;Content Seesaw&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/meganames/&quot;&gt;The Amazing Meganame Generator&lt;/a&gt;
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  <pubDate>Sun, 24 Apr 2005 14:31:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Today&apos;s entry...</title>
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  <description>MY internet wasn&apos;t working yesterday, but it was for part of the time... So I wrote the entry before... and it just came on now... that is weird... anyways... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It&apos;s sunday &lt;br&gt;Vacation&apos;s over&lt;br&gt;English homework is waiting...&lt;br&gt;I&apos;m not the best with writing poems which have 5 million guide lines&lt;br&gt;I can&apos;t wait until friday&lt;br&gt;No chemistry tomorrow&lt;br&gt;But I don&apos;t hate chemistry anymore... I just don&apos;t care for it...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s so rediculous... chemistry kept me off high honors... I wish I had another teacher.&lt;br&gt;This is a weird entry...&lt;br&gt;I use the three dots way too often.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I went to adventure isle yesterday, the place was packed.&amp;nbsp; It was fun, but I was tired.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have what seems like 1,000 splinters in my hand. I&apos;ve pulled out literally 10 or more already...  &lt;br&gt; I took out most of the ones on my left hand, but I can&apos;t take out the ones on my right. (FYI)&lt;br&gt;I have so many because I was&amp;nbsp;checked into a bush by a lacrosse player... Colin sucks in my book right now... haha.&amp;nbsp; But Alex helped, and threw all of his clothes in the beach.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;See.. what happened is that Tori, Andrew, and Colin decided to go swimming at the beach.&amp;nbsp; So Kevin, Kyle, Alex and I came up with the marvelous plan to steal there clothes.&amp;nbsp; We took them, and got chased by 3 completely wet kids, and I got checked... and now I have splinters...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I think I liked adveture Isle more... although they find ways to steal your money.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is all... I don&apos;t think I&apos;m going to get some of the microscopic splinters out...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 24 Apr 2005 14:22:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This is what I would have written yesterday</title>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Vacation&apos;s almost over... this bites the big one.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I planned to do my English HW today, &lt;em&gt;but because my priorities are not in good shape&lt;/em&gt;, I&apos;m going over Tori&apos;s soon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yesterday was fun, after we got by the complexes. I got a hair cut today, it&apos;s nothing startling or big... I wanted to cut it all off... but I&apos;m not too good with changes.&amp;nbsp; Next time... &lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;I swear&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt&quot;&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ricky, Chris, Sean, Erika and I went to Boston&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The only problem... was music... we all had different tastes, especially myself. They were into Rap, Chris especially.&amp;nbsp; Sean likes rock, but was fine w/ rap... my sister doesn&apos;t really have a music identity... I acted quick, and knew how to settle this... &lt;br&gt;I put in my &quot;old songs&quot; mix, which is basically songs that I view are old (from when we were all younger).&amp;nbsp; Songs like, &quot;here&apos;s to the nights&quot; by Eve 6, &quot;she&apos;s so high&quot; - Tal Bachman, some third eye blind, sixpence none the richer, the meet virginia song.&amp;nbsp; And everyone knew these, so we got along fine, it was nice.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We got lost in &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = &quot;urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags&quot; /&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Boston&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, but I didn&apos;t mind one bit.&amp;nbsp; We went through parts of &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;boston&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; I didn&apos;t know, and where everything was beautiful, then we ended up in china town... (?).&amp;nbsp; Well we got to Fanieul hall (sp?)... &lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt&quot;&gt;I always thought it was Nathanial... shhhh...&lt;/span&gt; We walked around, ate, had fun, and talked.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We had to find out one of the times the &lt;strong&gt;T &lt;/strong&gt;left so I could tell my parents (long story). We were in a Dunkin Donuts, and Rick asked this old guy who we overheard talking about south station if he knew what time it left to go back to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Braintree&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&amp;nbsp; This ended up being a long conversation. The best point in the conversation was when...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Old guy: So you kids came down from &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;falmouth&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; ey?&amp;nbsp; Where did you go?&lt;br&gt;Rick: Fanieul hall&lt;br&gt;Old guy: Did you go to the Boston Masacre sight? See the place where the telephone was invented? Bunker Hill?&lt;br&gt;Chris: ... We went to the church.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We left &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Boston&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, found the highway allright, and then stopped at &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Hanover&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; mall for dinner on the way home.&amp;nbsp; I bought B-Day gifts for both Sophie and &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Lydia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, and some other stuff.&amp;nbsp; When we were finally gonna sit down to eat there, this lady said... oh we&apos;re closing in&amp;nbsp;2 minutes, so we left.&amp;nbsp; 99&apos;s again for dinner.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt&quot;&gt;I was freezing in the car most of the time.&amp;nbsp; I get cold too easily, but then... and&amp;nbsp;my left hand got warm, and it spread to my arm, and almost to my heart.&amp;nbsp; It was almost the best sensation ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is all for now, I wish vacation didn&apos;t go by so quickly...&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <description>I realize that during vacation I update a lot, I&apos;ve tried to hold off, but there&apos;s just so much to say. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;These past few days have been amazing.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ve had more fun than ever, and I&apos;m sad that vacation is ending. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Science museum soon, with Brendan, Grace, and Kelly.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m more excited than I think I should be...&amp;nbsp; I think because it&apos;s utterly random... and something random including Grace Manning always leads to fun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;I drove a standard yesterday, in a car that was 3 months old. Everyone had asked to drive no one did, but I asked once... and he said yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I think I&apos;m in love with driving standards.&amp;nbsp; You get an impulse, you&apos;re in control of the car completely.&amp;nbsp; You feel like you can fly and go faster than anyone else in the world.&amp;nbsp; You feel it in your hands, in your feet, in the vibrating chair, and in the wind crashing against your face from the slightly opened window.&amp;nbsp; I feel like I can fly for once, and dreams are made real.&amp;nbsp; &lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;I can&apos;t wait until I get a car&lt;/font&gt;...&amp;nbsp;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;or even a license&lt;/font&gt;...&amp;nbsp;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;err... a&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;permit&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;We played basketball, and played super smash brothers.&amp;nbsp; I dominated everyone.&amp;nbsp; Sad thing is, I think it&apos;s my only talent.&amp;nbsp; Sadder... I&apos;m damn proud of it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then they left, I&apos;m sorry that you guys can&apos;t come, and that I may have made you feel bad.&amp;nbsp; I wish&amp;nbsp;you could come... but part of me also doesn&apos;t&amp;nbsp; I think I&apos;m more sorry for feeling the thought that I don&apos;t really want you to come...&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s horrible, but it doesn&apos;t change a thing...&amp;nbsp; I think (?).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh yes, Talia called.&amp;nbsp; And I&apos;ve missed her, but things have been different and it was nice talking to her...&amp;nbsp; I got to talk and she listenend and everyone was happy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday night:&lt;/strong&gt; I went over Tori&apos;s.&amp;nbsp; Made her a myspace... well I started making her one... but then she and Jayna took over... &lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;and they were saying they didn&apos;t like it... They lied.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;We watched win a date with Tad Hamilton.&amp;nbsp; Jayna had 2 friends over.&amp;nbsp; It was a nice quiet evening... except for the part where Frankie attacked me... weird I&apos;ve always been afraid of that dog.&amp;nbsp; But all these times I&apos;ve been afraid of him, but he&apos;s never attacked me, and Tori has always mocked me for it, assuring me he would never bite me... and he didn&apos;t... but I was still always afraid... but then this one time I get courage, I don&apos;t fear him... he attacks me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;i guess you should stick to your first instincts.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wensday night: we all went to the mall, played the arcade, and then we went to the movies.&amp;nbsp; We saw Amityville horror.&amp;nbsp; I didn&apos;t realize how much I shake and twitch&amp;nbsp;during these types of movies, &lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;until someone else pointed it out&lt;/font&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I thought it would be stupid, a remake of the Shinning, but it wasn&apos;t.&amp;nbsp; It was difference.&amp;nbsp; And no matter how scary, I felt safe sitting there.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Then we went to the 99&apos;s, twice...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;I had forgotten my camera at the mall, but we returned and got it.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m perplexed on how I could&apos;ve&amp;nbsp;been so unatentive of the one thing&amp;nbsp;that&apos;s mine, and I love... maybe I&apos;m j/ careless... maybe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;We ate,&amp;nbsp;had fun.&amp;nbsp; Chris called Melissa, he missed her he was so cute in the things he would say.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m so happy for Melissa.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is all, hope you enjoyed...&lt;br&gt;can&apos;t wait for later&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <description>This vacation has changed, for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister was possibly the best sister for what she did last  night, and picked me up and took me out.  And it was lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with some people, some were sketchy (3 or so of them) but the other kids were cool.  And... yes... IDK how to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, we watched the sunrise at the beach, sheltered by the stairs, and warmed by the blanket and body heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Sean, Erika, Chris, Rick and I went to Dunkin Donuts. After we came to Erika and my house, and played B-Ball.  We later went to the pond, and stole my neighbor&apos;s paddles, and took an abandoned canoo out for a spin.  It was a 3-person thing, and we filled it with 6.  SO we decided it was tipping too much when we were in the middle of the pond and agreed to go to the nearest landing. We were approaching the &quot;landing sight&quot; at great speed and the landing was narrow, and we went slightly to the left causing us to miss the landing by like a foot or less, and we went into the bushes. I was in front and got crushed.  Somewhere between there, people trying to get out, and what not, the boat capsized.  It was in slow motion, and we knew it was inevitable, all I could do is brace myself for the coldness, and try not to be submerged under the boat.  I wasn&apos;t, and it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We soaked up the sun on the sand part of the pond.  Rick and I were ditched by sean erika and Chris, and we talked.  It was nice, then some kids set off a smoke bomb, and were fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm... basically today was probably the funest day I&apos;ve had this entire vacation. I&apos;m happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the mall with those cats again, so I better get ready... and dry my clothes... and such...</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Apr 2005 19:42:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;This vacation hasn&apos;t been as exciting as I planned...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I really wish I had a car&amp;nbsp;+ license... Or that my parents didn&apos;t work and gave me rides... or that my sister would actually give me rides&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I haven&apos;t really done much of anything besides lie outside, and hang out with those in walking distance.&amp;nbsp; Actually my mom was home on monday, so I hung out with Michaela, Tori, Kyle, Kevin, and Colin.&amp;nbsp; It was quite amusing...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Before the boys came we were playing tennis, and I sucked, a lot, but it was still fun.&amp;nbsp;We also just soaked up the sun for a while, and it was the best feeling I&apos;ve had in a while.&amp;nbsp; This is why I love and long summer, my skin absorbs the sun, and everything seems warm.&amp;nbsp; We talked and watched the heat waves come off of the courts.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then came the guys.&amp;nbsp; We played 500 at NYE park (in &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = &quot;urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags&quot; /&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;N. Falmouth&lt;/st1:place&gt;), and then these younger kids on bikes were riding by, so Kyle invited them to play with us.&amp;nbsp; They were freshmen from bourne and they didn&apos;t talk much... so we left to go on the swings, and talked with ourselves.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;we went to the &lt;st1:place&gt;N. Falmouth&lt;/st1:place&gt; superette, and Kevin found the 25cent rack and brought back a lot of food to eat.&amp;nbsp; We were all thrilled and took most of his food.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I got to drive home, yesss, and then jack came over and we watched movies.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I basically have no plans for vacation, except fondue party coming up soon (?)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh, and on friday,&amp;nbsp;I&apos;m going to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;boston&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; w/ brendan and grace... science museum.&amp;nbsp; Kind of&amp;nbsp;random but&amp;nbsp;I&apos;m excited.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Talia left today...&lt;br&gt;I talked to Joey, who is in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Spain&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, and he was telling me about all the awesome things he did there, and one particular event which I think is a secret so idk if i should say it... but everyone will know when he gets back... exciting.&lt;br&gt;I also talked to Aileen, who&apos;s in Fl, lucky.&amp;nbsp; Everyone&apos;s in Fl, or some other place...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was in my back yard today... and there were these two squirrels playing, which I guess because I walked slowly didn&apos;t acknowledge my presence. I heard them squeak, and I found it very interesting, because I never knew the noises squirrels made besides rustling in the leaves... I&apos;ve never heard that noise period.&amp;nbsp; This is a stupid story, furthermore proving my stupidity, but I thought I would share it for the amusement of anyone who reads this.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy...&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I FOUND MY SHOES TODAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YESSSSSSSSSS!!! that was pretty exciting, my sister had them, and I&apos;m mad at her because I kept on asking her if she knew where they were, as always, she lied.&amp;nbsp; When I told her I found them, and asked her why she lied she responded with, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt&quot;&gt;&quot;oh, you said pink nike shoes... not red.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I&apos;m pretty sure my shoes are pink... but everyone says they&apos;re red...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was supposed to hang out w/ caitlin tonight... but her p-units wouldn&apos;t let her... plans fall through... Oh well...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;I&apos;m craving excitement and many other things... I think I have to wait untill the weekend... there&apos;s nothing to do on a tuesday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;it&apos;s been too long.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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