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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Dec 2005 08:02:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>so i have decided to make some long update again. and it will probably take me forever to do. and maybe just maybe i will talk about my life away from gj or lj. but then that might turn into some short ass update. and since i have some grand ol&apos; life i should start talking. CAUSE YOU KNOW I AM SO SHY. :| well i am but people dont realize it. nope not at all. lmfao my hair smells hella good. the conditioner i used is all. mmmmmmm. :) and i need to take a shower soon. i havent taken one since last night. even though that isnt even like a whole day ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways christmas wise, the only present i am really giving out is to my mom. she has been asking me to clean my room for the past who knows how long. so on christmas eve i am going to stay up and clean my room. well i am going back home on friday so i will slowly start cleaning then. my mom wont really notice though because i always randomly start cleaning my room but i never finish. i was talking to my pe teacher about it and she was like &quot;are you going to put a big bow on your door?&quot; i started laughing. that is the first time i have really had a full conversation with my teacher. which is sad because i have been in school for almost 5 months. i also never do anything in that class and yet i have a B. eh whatever it makes me happy last year i had a C and was like so close to a D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to rearrange my bedroom again. for some reason i rearrange my bedroom a lot. i mean during summer i changed it around like 546548674 times. everytime my friend came over it was different. and once my whole wall-well one of them- was covered in good charlotte pictures and posters. and i didnt even like them. i dont know why they were up. but the wall next to it was covered in magazine posters and shit like that. i ended up taking them all down, leaving up one gc poster, one sp poster, one killers poster, and those truth things. you know where the peoples&apos; mouth, eyes, or ears are sewed up? yeahh so everytime i walk into my room, i see that. my mom started freaking out when she saw it. it was so hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmfao i was watching a movie, and they end credits came on and the music was all like some yoga crap. so i fell asleep, and when my dad came in and turned it off, i woke up. i&apos;ll finish this later</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Dec 2005 04:59:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c339/ohohrawrrr/fotos/dumblook.jpg&quot; align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Okay so later on in this update I am going to post a picture of my hair before and my hair after. Just not all the inbetween shit. You know like Courtney and her nasty &quot;black&quot; hair dying. I dont think it was really black. Looked more like blue. Which was only slightly amusing. I made fun of her for it too. And I really hate when people know you play two characters and then they decide to talk about the other character you play to one of the characters you play. It really is kind of annoying. And then they act like nothing of it. But its funny when they dont know. :) I am such a meanie. I mean really, I am mean. I like pulled on my friends jacket string and it smacked him in the eye. Then I started laughing. I laugh at peoples pain. How sad is that. I am one sad sad person. I think I might need a life. Yeah I&apos;ll order one off of ebay. It better be a good one though. I&apos;m am willing to pay big money. Like like 30 cents dude. And I am like going to continue this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so yeah I made it posted before I will post one from before later. :) Okay so I really should be replying to all those emails waiting in my email. And maybe I should reply back to Frankie(&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_kanewentz&apos; lj:user=&apos;kanewentz&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=kanewentz&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=kanewentz&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;kanewentz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) But I really am trying to focus on this. And I am yelling at Courtney to send me a link of one of my pictures. And she finally did. It isnt one of my best pictures but then again I really dont have any good pictures. Okay yeah so anyway I am taking Christmas pictures with my sisters and maybe my mom this weekend. I have to straighten my hair and get all dressed up and shit. I think it is funny because my sister has a pancake breakfast right beforehand. lmfao I laugh at her because of that. I might get smacked though. And then I would smack back and then there would be an all out war. Okay so earlier I had this huge headache and then I got to my dads house and I took IB Profen and it got all better. Yay for the meds. So anyway I am watching a show :) And it is like hilarious.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c339/ohohrawrrr/fotos/blackgizz1.jpg&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;So I step out of my moms car, and walk over to the youth building of my church. And since my friend wasnt there, I was a loner until I found Hannah. So until then I walked around, listening to my CD player. At random moments I would shake my wrist to hear the jungle from my bracelet. When I saw Hannah I walked over and started a conversation. We laughed a few times, from different jokes we made up. One being that she was my husband and she was bigger than her brother. We laughed and walked over to Kingdom Kids--which obviously was the kids sanctuary. We looked around a bit before walking back to the youth building, talking to some random guys. When it was time to go in she sat next to Reese and I sat next to Greg. In which he decided to annoy me. I just ignored him, and stared at Robbie because he looks so much like Gerard Way. Church ended and my mom picked me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics time: &lt;i&gt;is it enough to believe that you are real sometimes it gets tough believing in myself well is it just me it could be that i&apos;m always wrong i hear it in my head twisting and lies till we&apos;re sure i&apos;m wrong but i forget how you broke my heart or how you find yourself untimely falling for someone else dear and every time something like this happens you always make it seems like i did something wrong to you well guess what i can&apos;t do this anymore so next time you&apos;re thinking about telling me what i do wrong think about all i let myself forget why can&apos;t you have me and be happy at the same time&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Make Believe - The Early November&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this is how bored I am. I am in the middle of typing up a shit load of crap. Ughh I dont think I can type anymore. I will write more later. Okay yeah so this is me finishing off this update. Which would mean that it took me 2 days to type up an update. I am a genius. Well either way throughout the time that I wasnt update, I was on the phone with Rae because her gerard look-a-like ass was bored. And she cant say anything cause she has no internet. :) And I started talking to this girl in ooc. Which always seems to happen for some stupid reason. I am such a loser. I just randomly talk to people in ooc. And then the annoy the shit out of me after. Haha except not. They are fun. I get to know them, and learn how they are all like 5 years older than me. Cause I am still a little kid at the age of 14 and a freshman in fucking highschool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg damn it ughh Damn her for telling me about that song. Brittney told me to go listen to Christmas in Hollywood. And now I am like still listening to it. It is such a christmas version of No. 5. It&apos;s hella obvious too. Its like exhibit a that they just might be gay. Really. It is hilarious, I am laughing so hard right now. It is hard to type. Okay breathe breathe. BREATHE. This is hard to do. Really it is. And I have like 3 hours until I am supposed to be home. And guess what I have no way home so this really doesnt help me any at all. My mom is going to that sticky pancake thing and idk if my brother has the car or not. Ugh I might like be stuck here and shit and ew. I am in need of a shower. Everytime I go to my dads house I feel dirty. Like I could take a shower and 5 minutes later I feel dirty. MY HAIR IS STILL SOAKED. It isnt right. And I am SO infuriated I cant type anymore. Maybe I will add on more.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Nov 2005 19:57:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;It seems like yesterday that my world fell from the sky &lt;br /&gt;It seems like yesterday I didn&apos;t know how hard I could cry &lt;br /&gt;It feels like tomorrow I may not get by &lt;br /&gt;But I will try, I will try &lt;br /&gt;Wipe the tears from my eyes</description>
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