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  <title>andrea</title>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2005-11-11T02:24:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-11T10:43:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-11T10:43:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>jimmy eat world- stay by my side tonight</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So Im still in SF. Things have been so up and down these last couple months I didnt even bother updating bc the minute I pushed update, it would have changed. But things have smoothed out, just in time for me to leave again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love San Francisco. I hate USF. I could really see myself coming back here after I have one last go around in nola. Im scared out of my mind about new orleans. The only thing I know for sure is that I have the Hard Rock and Jennifer to go back to. Who knows when my house will be done. Who knows how I'll get all the stuff back for my house. Who knows how long it is going to take me to graduate. Who knows who is even coming back. But I do know that those late night convos with jen and those random texts from ashley make me crave new orleans in a way I cant explain. I have resolved that I hate all chris' again. The first one was an asshole, but at least he didnt feel the need to spread rumors about me to make himself look better. I guess that's what happens when you try to start something with a 12 year old stoner. Think he's decided to move back to New Orleans. I hope that he changes his mind, because my mouth and my fist have nothing nice waiting for him. He says he didnt go to Memphis. HA! Good thing I wrote about it in my livejournal that was fucking on msnbc or whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've met some cool kids in sf. Got to see WAY more of my litalou which pretty much completes my life. Had way more sushi dates with my sister. Im still convinced they say HELLO YOU STUPID FAT HOES! in japanese when you walk in. Ben is still the silliest best friend a girl could ask for. I still spend more time with him than I do with myself. We still dance in places that we shouldnt. I met a boy that makes me want to punch him in his face constantly- which is normally a good sign for me. Still working at Hard rock, but I cant wait to get back to my nola cafe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be rough leaving here. But the fact that in a few short weeks Jennifer and I will be talking about having a wehatetiffany.org/yikes/otpenis.craigslist~yi-iii/kes website in real life makes it all worth it (and that was a real convo. please, dont be jealous)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leslie. please call me. people are shittalkin and there is no one else to tell the story to like you dollface. I promise it's not hard. Just open the phone... scroll to andrea. and then push the green button that looks like a phone. el fin! please? jesus.</content>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2005-08-30T02:11:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-30T07:16:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-30T07:16:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dont have much time... but I am safe. Im with Leslie and Jennifer, they too are safe. Chris drove to memphis today, so happy he got out of New Orleans. I hear nothing but death and destruction on the news, it's really hard to breathe. Probablly comin back to sac bc they say it'll be 6 weeks at least until New Orleans has power. I thank God that storm shifted at the last minute. But the news is showing flashes of my exit off the freeway, under about 9 feet of water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for all those that have tried to get through, my phone still isnt really working, but for some reason I get text messages. So if you need me, that's how you can get in touch with me. Just keep all my friends and hard rock family in your prayers, especially those that couldnt get out of the city. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottom line: katrina, that dirty bitch, did not come to fuck around.</content>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2005-08-25T18:55:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-26T01:56:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-26T01:56:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>mobile radio play 2 songs. MIKE JOOOONES FUCKERS!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">2 months later, time for an update? maybe so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior year starts on Monday. Couldnt be more excited slash full of dread at the same time. Just looking at my schedule makes me want to puke. Im just crossing my fingers and hoping for the best. Loyola and I have kinda broken up, so Im just holding my breath until it's over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard rock rules my life as always. On top of waiting tables, Im doing my internship with them. Coordinating a happy hour? could be a lot worse, just means a whole lot of extra hours within those 4 walls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen and I have decided to move to Seattle in 8 months. Again super excited/ scared shitless. Couldnt ask for a better person to share those emotions with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old chris is gone for good, and of course the boy of the moment comes with the same name. Probably wont work out, but it'll be fun in the meantime. Have never met a kinder person in my life. Things are complicated, I guess thats just the way I like them. Neither of us are in a hurry to do anything, so we'll see. I leave in 8 months regardless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to destin w/ ben to surprise wiley. Surprise was on us when we found out Wiley was in Mobile. Chris came and met us at about 3 in the morning, bless his heart. Big difference, old chris wouldnt drive upTOWN to see me, but new c. will drive 3 hrs in the middle of the night by himself to hang out. Stayed at a hotel where I got ATTACKED by a family of spiders. Thank you econolodge. Chilled on the beach w/ my two favorite boys. Then met up with wiley, my 3rd favorite in Mobile for dinner. Ben will forever own my heart I swear. Couldnt ask for a sweeter, sillier best friend. Cant wait til Christmas when he celebrates it Medcalf style in sacrafuckinmento. Chris wants to come, we'll see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat in taco bell for 2 hrs with crystal today. It doesnt matter how often we hang out, I always want to just attack her with hugs. Just so she can say "ok that's fine. Get off me." Good convo, love the advice she gives. Love her for the beautiful black woman that she is! Let me tell you... me: you want a police officer or crystal? jen: crystal. me: exactly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tara's going away party is tonight. Love me some cocktails with the hard rock ladies. I think it's funny that when I look back at my "college years" i wont even think of loyola, but of hard rock. Best mother fuckers I could have ever met. Hate the job, but I can honestly say, all of my best friends from nola have at one time worn the hrc uniform. (leslie there is still time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottom line: i have amazing people in my life. New journey so close I can taste it. Bad relationships have been severed. Could not be happier if I tried.</content>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2005-07-08T12:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-08T17:57:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-08T17:57:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">having a "there might be a hurricane" party at my house tonight&lt;br /&gt;call for directions bitches!</content>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2005-06-23T17:07:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-23T22:20:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-23T22:20:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>kathryn walking around</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Surprise... Im not dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was looking back through past entries and literally they are all about how much I hate chris. Then I dont post for a month or so, then again about how much I hate chris. I think that is hilarious. I cant listen to my own advice. So Im not even gonna say it, but you can assume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a very nice boy the other night. While I was out with Ashley and Nate. How is THAT for random. Anyway he was the best company. Everything I ever wanted on a first meeting, including Jimmy eat world sing alongs and dancing in the streets. Better yet he called the next day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having the best time ever with the hard rock kids. I kinda hate myself for not hanging out with some of them sooner. Nate's voicemail message might be my new favorite of all time. And my LEAST favorite hard rock kid " you know i still wanna hit it right?" me: "you know you still make me vomit a little right?" I hate that job, but working a party with jen and nate kinda reminds me why I applied there in the first place. And NO it wasnt to be a dumbass and let chris lick my face as tarrie likes to remind me daily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have much to talk about besides work, bc Im there all the time. Literally. Summer school wraps up today. Living with Kathryn pretty much rules. And that's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emily: YOU are the emo one. GET OVER IT!</content>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2005-04-22T22:49:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-23T03:50:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-23T03:51:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; look what being sick leads to &lt;br /&gt;im sick. being sick leads to boredom. hence the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;br /&gt;1. Andrea&lt;br /&gt;2. Andie&lt;br /&gt;3. slutface&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:&lt;br /&gt;1. caligrlLHS&lt;br /&gt;2. distantvoices430&lt;br /&gt;3. wheresmyIipgloss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. my honesty (blessing and curse, but i like it all the same)&lt;br /&gt;2. my laugh&lt;br /&gt;3. my eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU HATE/DISLIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. I can be absent minded&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm a huge procrastinator &lt;br /&gt;3. I suck at time management&lt;br /&gt;(I just used all of Sascha's!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Irish&lt;br /&gt;2. English&lt;br /&gt;3. Polish (ie: a big fat sunburn waiting to happen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. having a stalker! WTF&lt;br /&gt;2. southerners undying love for mayo and coke products.&lt;br /&gt;3. emily's mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;br /&gt;1. car (and all that it includes, music, cigs, a giant mess)&lt;br /&gt;2. toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;3. flipflops. because walking around barefoot GROSSES me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. brown and pink star skirt&lt;br /&gt;2. pink sparkle tank&lt;br /&gt;3. lita and I's silver star tow ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS or ARTISTS (at the moment):&lt;br /&gt;1. pfc&lt;br /&gt;2. fyt! what what. you dont know who they are? you are a loser. fix that problem!&lt;br /&gt;3. lisa lobe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS AT PRESENT:&lt;br /&gt;1. #6 on pfc's 2nd cd. and me telling bobby he isnt a songwriter til he can write a breakup song like that&lt;br /&gt;2. hollaback girl. what what&lt;br /&gt;3. used to love you- john legend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS&lt;br /&gt;1. stop wasting time on mean people&lt;br /&gt;2. fricken graduate (PRAISE JESUS)&lt;br /&gt;3. not be a bad manager, help those boys more than i have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP (love is a given):&lt;br /&gt;1. honesty. this includes being straightforward. and decisive. &lt;br /&gt;2. someone to give me butterflies and giggle fits all at the same time &lt;br /&gt;3. respect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO LIES AND A TRUTH&lt;br /&gt;1. i like running. &lt;br /&gt;2. i've lived in three cities in the last three years&lt;br /&gt;3. i cannot wait to graduate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX (or same) THAT APPEAL TO YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. hands, good lord&lt;br /&gt;2. Eyes&lt;br /&gt;3. and a belly that doesnt look like he spends more time in the gym than the people that work there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU JUST CAN'T DO:&lt;br /&gt;1. give up on people&lt;br /&gt;2. be quiet when Im drunk. &lt;br /&gt;3. roll my "r's" in spanish words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;1. picnics in the park&lt;br /&gt;2. drinking&lt;br /&gt;3. sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. not be sick&lt;br /&gt;2. sleep&lt;br /&gt;3. fricken take over the world bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:&lt;br /&gt;1. oh jesus. I could shoot you in the face for asking this... band manager&lt;br /&gt;2. international events planner&lt;br /&gt;3. some sort of advertising media planner. aka... i have no FRICKEN clue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:&lt;br /&gt;1. italy. bc i love lita. yes i do!&lt;br /&gt;2. chicago&lt;br /&gt;3. spain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE FAVORITE PEOPLE:&lt;br /&gt;1. sacto girls. &lt;br /&gt;2. fyt boys&lt;br /&gt;3. kylie manogue. and sometimes, my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE KID'S NAMES&lt;br /&gt;1. oooh... i dont even wanna THINK about kids. i want a little girl named louise so i can call her lucy lou though, i cant lie. &lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2005-04-10T17:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-10T23:04:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-10T23:04:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>local h</lj:music>
    <content type="html">worst week of my life? probably. first the ticket. then the stalking. then Karen. then all the stupid stuff. I just want it to be over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sir, it's been fun, really. I wont lie, I had some of my best times in New Orleans with you. It was fun while it lasted, but there is really no point in dragging out a friendship past it's expiration date. It's hurting me more to try and fix things when you insist nothing is broken. It is so obvious to myself, and everyone around us that it is, so please, give it up. Be mature and honest with me for once, you own me at least that much. Or you know what, honesty and maturity have never really been your thing, so just dont call me anymore. I've taken your special ring off my phone, so that hope that you were just having a bad week wont be in the back of my head anymore. congrats on lowering my standards of people yet again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the band has been really good about the whole stalking thing. loves to them&lt;br /&gt;i'll finnish the comments later, but lately i dont have a whole lot of positive things to say. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>watch out i steal</title>
    <published>2005-04-07T21:42:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-07T21:42:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">reply in a comment and I will:&lt;br /&gt;1. write something about you.&lt;br /&gt;2. tell you what song[s]/movie[s]/book[s] remind me of you.&lt;br /&gt;3. tell you who you remind me of, celebrity/animated or otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;4. try to name a single word that best describes you.&lt;br /&gt;5. tell you the most memorable moment I've had with you.&lt;br /&gt;6. tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;7. tell you of a quote that comes to mind when I think of you.</content>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2005-03-11T11:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-11T17:28:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-11T17:28:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i've never been so hurt by another human being- ever. thank you for completely ruining a year of my life. The check is in the mail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sucks, but ditching class to play with leslie in the sunshine somehow makes it all worth it.</content>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2005-02-17T14:12:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-17T22:13:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-17T22:13:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If you read this, even if I don't speak to you often, you must post a memory of me. It can be anything you want, it can be good or bad, just so long as it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then post this to your journal. See what people remember about you.&lt;br /&gt;come on guys. you know you wanna</content>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2005-01-26T11:30:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-26T17:43:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-26T17:43:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've said this 10 million times, literally, but I am so overly over it. At least for today. I cant even begin to describe how annoyed I was yesterday. But it doesnt really matter, because what I think just isnt important. It is just important that I come over, sit and listen to his stories, dont get in his way, and leave when I am supposed to. You say you dont want to drag me through this, then stop. Please. Because it isnt fair to me. I respected you last semester. All Im asking for is the same respect. Obviously that is too much to ask. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really isnt like this all the time. Sometimes he's the best person in the world. Sometimes there are days like the park. But that's just sometimes. Other times I just want to punch him in the face. Even his brother last night was telling him to be nice to me, and normally he just stays out of it. And since he'll never read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont get snappy with me when Mark calls. Dont tell me that we shouldnt be friends. Dont tell me what you "think" mark wants. Or what I want. Because you have no idea. You never knew mark, you never knew me with mark. Dont snip at me because I talk differently when Im on the phone with him. That's how mark + andrea work. You dont understand it? No one is asking you to. Dont give me a hard time because I offered him a place to stay. "Uh I'd never let one of my ex's stay at my house". That's you. Before mark was my boyfriend, he was once upon a time my best friend. Not my fault you picked girls that you wouldnt want to be friends with to date. Dont make jokes about wal-mart. It's ok for bobby, he was there, he's at least met mark. I regret more about you than I do about mark. So STOP acting like you are so much better than him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::end of rant:: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classtime.</content>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2005-01-13T13:20:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-13T19:25:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-13T19:25:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this semester= a whole lot more of AJ and Bobby. and hopefully a lot less of tj's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lita... im looking into flight prices as I type this, but I need to know a good time for you. I have the week after easter off for my break, but I dont know what your schedule is. Or who else is coming and when. You know. I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyndsay. you need to come see me. That's all. Thanks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just writing this to kill time during this dreadfully long window til my next class, in which my teacher is so excited for life it's alarming.</content>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2005-01-11T13:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-11T19:50:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-11T19:50:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jimmy Eat World</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Jimmy Eat World motherfuckers. Quinn, I love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best night ever, followed by the worst news ever. Christie no longer a King? What is this world coming to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going to eat up my whole life this semester. &lt;br /&gt;Also, I might have an internship for this summer with atlantic. hello. &lt;br /&gt;Also x2, please figure you're life out so I can stop being so moody. Thanks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;franny, happy birthday!</content>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2004-12-04T15:38:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-04T21:36:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-04T21:36:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this is for lita bc she will indeed be the most excited for me (and since my phone hates me and wont let me call her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhhh so my mom called me today to give me my christmas present. you ready? you ready? dis-ney-land. hello. Im probablly going to die without you there, but you can be sure I'll be sending 4 post cards a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so FRICKEN excited and no one here understands, and I have no lita ot call :( I love you and miss you more than I can say!</content>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2004-12-01T14:16:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-01T20:16:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-01T20:16:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i DO love the counting crows... mmmm mmmmm.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="50%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="16.67%" bgcolor="#0000ff"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="16.67%" bgcolor="#3f3f7f"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="16.67%" bgcolor="#3333ff"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="16.67%" bgcolor="#00207f"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="16.67%" bgcolor="#553fff"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="16.67%" bgcolor="#898f57"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="6" align="center"&gt;counting crows are love&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="6" align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;brought to you by the &lt;a href="http://www.dutchfurs.com/~haze/islove/"&gt;isLove Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2004-10-22T14:06:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-22T19:22:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-22T19:22:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">latest update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show last night blew up in my face, but normally Quinn is there to help. Bands were good. I was really suprised to see who sold me out and who didnt. cookies for chris and amanda. Well really just for Amanda since she paid. Leslie and Alanna never sell me out, so they get like an award or something. Boy called me after I saw him out. Wanted to talk about how he thought our goodbye was lame. And how he didnt make the effort because I'm always with that "other dude". I was soooo confused. "When you were at my house you picked up his phone call... when i was at your party i walked in on you two being cute. I was just hoping he wasnt going to show up, then you were shaking it on him" Ok 1. I picked up his phone call because it was 3 in the morning, which would indicate trouble. When I figured out he called to chat, I said I'd talk to him later. 2. The only way you could have walked into something "cute" is if you find making sure I dont choke on my own vomit cute. That night was not one of my prouder nights, but there was no cuteness involved. 3. I didnt bring him as a date last night. I asked him to come bc we needed people there, and he's a friend of mine. And was I shaking it on him? I mean, I know Alanna and Chris LOOK a lot alike, but there was no shaking even in his general direction. I cant deal with crazy boys. Or boys in general&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanada and I are going to be roommates! That'll be fun. It'll be weird to finally have someone else in that house, but Im excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for class. lyndsay! Im sooooo busy right now but I swear Im going to call you back super soon &amp;lt;3 lita, &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 I talked to mr. reel/ ms d and they both send their best thoughts to you :)</content>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2004-10-20T14:05:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-20T19:06:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-20T19:10:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>JEW</lj:music>
    <content type="html">tonight, in effort to cure my lame life + have girlfriends... Im going out with Bobby for his girlfriends 21st. We'll see how that goes. Bobby and I had lunch yesterday and it ruled, mainly because he said I was stupid for saying I was a safety girl. Billy also told me, but billy is my ego-booster, so you know :)

Im have a big ol crush. i cant even explain, but tarrie and amanda saw that crushness come to life last night for sure.  Not a boy that would ever work of course, but why would I ever go for something easy? Why we couldnt have met later in life, I just dont know. My timing is always off. For every guy I've ever dated- ever. blah blah blah. 

big show tomorrow night! If you love me, like me, hate me whatever and are in the greater new orleans area (and are 21+) please come. It'll be a good time I swear! 

My mom will be here soon! And we're going to have a pumpkin carving party! yesssssss

Im in a really good mood. It's been a long time since I've been this giddy. All over a boy and a new sweater (even though it is 90 degrees, I dont care... end of october means sweaters- I dont care what the weather is damn it... that and I have to wear the new winter stuff @ banana. And it's kinda a lie, my good mood is 100% due to the fact that there is a new JEW cd in my car. that's right. God bless them.</content>
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    <title>my love really IS like WHOA... yet still single.</title>
    <published>2004-10-11T23:41:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-11T23:41:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table style="font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;form action="http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074662660" method="POST"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;Your love is... by &lt;a href="http://www.hometown.aol.com/yoyogirl8910/"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;ChibiMarronchan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Your name is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="Your name is..." value="Andrea" size="20"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Your kiss is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Your hugs are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;to die for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Your eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;burn into my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Your touch is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;heart warming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Your smell is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Your smile is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;hypnotising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Your love is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;everlasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="un" value="ChibiMarronchan"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="meme" value="1074662660"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;a href="http://memegen.net/"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2004-10-10T10:51:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-10T16:06:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-10T16:06:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I used to think you were nice. Despite all the times you would tell me I dont like you because Paul doesnt like you. Or because you wore the same shirt as me. Or because I think you are shallow. Or because I thought we had a connection and I realized I just didnt like you anymore. You know when I just absolutely stopped caring: Oh I didnt tell you about it because of your relationship with Chris. SO WHAT. I never changed because of him. If you have a problem with chris, that's fine plenty of people that I care about do. But dont try to use Chris as a scapegoat for you just not liking me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You act like you are so much better than me, and that's fine maybe you are. But I dont call you out on every fucking thing as you seem to think is so aptly appropriate for me. So sorry I was sick. Sorry I got food poisoning and didnt "appear" sick the next day. If the show was so important to you, you could have requested the day. Or you could have switched. Or you could have been a mature person and said hey andrea, there is this show and I reallly want to go, is there anyway you can stick it out? Rather than just having a fit behind the counter. Because even though I was throwing up, I would have stayed. Because that's who I am, and you know at least that much about me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me melodramatic if you'd like, but at least Im saying these things directly to you, rather than venting to Ryan and having to hear it second hand. Or like the other person in this situation that was pissed at you as well, but just chose to say nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a good day bobby, Im off to work.</content>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2004-10-03T12:45:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-03T17:59:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-03T17:59:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>fugees</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I wish I had some great stories for this last month that I havent updated, but in reality if you dont care about a 60 yr old man wearing a woman's shirt, my stories are just lame. Probably because my life as of late is just lame. I get up, go to work/school, eat something with ben, watch law and order, and go to bed. So my life is officially the lamest thing on the planet earth. I've been getting really bad side pains again, which is probably that mono flarin up again- but just like last time, I'm going to ignore it. Simply because I dont have time to acknowledge it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a couch. Nick is going on tour and gave away all his furniture. Free things that make my house look less empty is a huge plus. Now if only I could find another person to make my house a little less empty. One step at a time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got another job to further take away from my free time. Oh well, Banana Rep. now owns my time. Since Hard Rock hates me and I them. Except Wiley last night made me feel like I wasnt a complete waste of space. i know everyone else hates him, and I dont know that I like him really, but it's nice to know that someone notices that Im not as useless as wayne tells me I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lita, Lyndsay I miss you both more than I can even say. There is just so much drama and shit (that I dont want to talk about here) going on that I would give my left lung to have either/both of you here. I hope you're both well and that we can all find time in this craziness to actually talk. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to work... banana, then straight to hard rock. cool. or not.</content>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2004-09-05T13:10:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-05T18:15:40Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-05T18:15:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hate all of my friends for not picking up their phones last night. Better yet, I hate him even more for being the only one to pick up his phone. Delete that number from my phone bc when i get drunk, I get chatty. But yay for Alanna coming to get me, and having hang out time.</content>
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    <title>Oh jeeze</title>
    <published>2004-09-05T00:06:49Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-05T00:06:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Local H- Pack up the Cats</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yesterday ruled. just because ryan fucking rules so much. And even though the Rock is trying to seperate us, there is no breaking up S.Rye and F. Fry. He makes my day by saying things like "Andrea, I was just starting to warm up to the guy because of you! Now, I'll have to kill him." Also, "Hey andrea, just a suggestion... dont try and date another hard rock boy. I mean, I know you've already started... but if this one doesnt work out, I get to give another I told you so" &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 for ryannnn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going downtown tonight. thank God Billy is back, otherwise, I'd be going crazy. Even though he gives horrible advice as to when to pick up the phone and when not to... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what I've heard this week: cha! or... How I learned to stop worrying and love Local H. cigarettes and beer... they dont call me cool for nothing bitches!!</content>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2004-09-02T09:53:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-02T15:33:02Z</published>
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    <lj:music>shut up. (catty knows how to make this girl feel better!!)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">dshkfhhjrrrrrrrrrrrrFFFFFFFFF..... so here goes the venting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why dont you just get another boyfriend, and then we can hang out?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhhh how about i just kick you in the face? Because that works out equally as well for me. "I wasnt looking for a girlfriend" Damn, because I put an ad out in the paper for a boyfriend. SHUT UP. I wasnt looking for a boyfriend either, but one kinda fell into my lap- and I did my best at dealing with it. I did nothing but go out of my way for that kid, and what does it get me? shit. Last night I said I've never felt so stupid. Why he asks. Oh i dont know. Maybe for making the same mistakes twice. Or maybe because evvvvvveryone and their mother told me, hey andrea bad idea. And I said no guys, it's really not like that. BUT WAIT, it was. it was exactly like that. It was exactly me being used AGAIN. "I dont have the time" What more would I be asking for than what we already do? also: NEWSFLASH you arent the only one in school. You arent the only one that has to study. I also have a job, and other friends to balance. Dont talk to me about having a busy schedule, because I honestly dont have much pitty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out to dinner with anna and catty last night. Im hanging up with Chris as they are getting in the car. Catty says: Werent you two breaking up last time I saw you too? Yeah. We were. But I was stupid and thought hey, we can just be friends- OBVIOUSLY not. so why does he think this time is going to be any different. It's going to be different because Im totally and completely over it. I wont go over there whenever he wants. I wont watch horrible movies that he'll just fall asleep 1/2 way through, on my lap none the less. I wont let him sleep in my house while I go get him medicine. I WONT let him sit there and insult ben and I's relationship- letting him say ben uses me. And you do what? Please- tell me how BEN uses me and you dont. Really- Im interested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you know where I'll be, you can always call me" ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FUCKING MIND! You are the one that fucked this up. You are the one that plays games like it's his fucking job. What makes you think for one minute I am going to go out of my way  AGAIN to build a friendship that is just doomed to turn awkward? Some people just arent meant to be just friends.  And yeah you really like hanging out with me, bc i was treating you like a guy i was dating. Im not that nice to just anyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just pointless. Im sorry that it had to end with me telling you to delete my number out of your phone. Im sorry that it had to end over the phone. Most of all, Im sorry for you. Im sorry that someone went out of their way to care for you, and at the end of the day, you just made her feel like a giant waste of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lita: your little mission has not been accomplished yet totally aborted.</content>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2004-08-26T13:54:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-26T19:15:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-26T19:15:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>killerrrrrrrrs</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Being homeless pretty much rules. This morning after I woke up, I sat in Denny's for 3 hours. Yep. Three. Would you like some more coffee? Oh no thanks, Im just going to read. Would you like an ashtray? Uh, am I in the smoking section? yes. Well, ok then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my landlord put off signing the lease because her air conditioner broke. Im sorry, but I NEED A PLACE TO LIVE. So I lied and said I had to work a double so I HAD to sign the lease tonight. Not that it would be livable because well, I have NOTHING to sleep on. cool. Leslie- i dont know where you are... for real, pleaseeee call me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meggy is back! oww oww. Hopefully she'll come out for drinks with me tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things went from omg this is awkward to omg this is just what we do. Im told I need to have another conversation, but you know, nothing will come of another convo. So I guess I just say to hell with it all, Im having fun and the time spent together makes me happy.  I'll worry about hurt feelings when that point comes. Which they will Im sure since I adore the kid just that much. I could say more, but I'll just leave it at: when you were sitting on my lap this morning, I've never adored you more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:"im not the kind of girl that need to get a boy liquored up to have a conversation with me"&lt;br /&gt;ben:"i didnt know that was a kind of girl"&lt;br /&gt;me:"oh, it is. One of those tricky types- WATCH OUT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what loyola would do if i washed my hair in the library sink? it's getting a little out of control.</content>
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    <title>glitteryersoul @ 2004-07-28T11:04:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-28T16:21:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-28T16:21:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>LEAN BACK!!!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yesterday ruled. Ben was sick so I worked for him, which was fabulous bc I got to make up for the hours I missed on monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i checked my messages on my break... calls from AJ! and Loyola Chris! It made my day a little brighter. I went out for drinks last night with AJ, where has that boy been all my life?! And Michael, haha. He can act like he hates me all he wants, I know the truth. It was good to see those boys- more hangouts on the way- AJ promised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of yesterday was Ryan and I dancing to lean back. Oh God I love that guy. And he got jiggy with me and amanda. Chris just stared. Secretly, he was jealous. And sad that he too could not get jiggy with two ladies as fine as amanda and i. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Chris and I went to go look at his new place. Im so jealous that everyone has houses they love, and leslie and I are homeless. Chris has a nice place, and it makes him happy, which I like to see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emily is coming!! Supposedly anyway. I cant wait, hoorah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loyola chris and I are going to look for houses today. Should be interesting- I havent seen the kid in HELLA days. hoorah for all my favorite boys coming back into my life.</content>
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