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  <title>Be What You're Like</title>
  <subtitle>...it's better that way</subtitle>
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    <name>Shelley J</name>
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  <updated>2006-08-29T03:20:57Z</updated>
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    <title>*sigh*</title>
    <published>2006-08-29T03:20:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-29T03:20:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There is something wrong with me. I don't understand how relationships are suppossed to work. It just doesn't add up in my head. I can't seem to realize that men can like and love and appreciate women with the same intensity and motives that women love men. I guess if you look at the last year and a half of my life, this pattern makes sense, but I think all those bad relationships were a symptom of this problem and not the cause. I have absolutely no faith that a man can be good to me and treat me with kindness and respect. It just doesn't compute. I am unable to just date someone; I force a half-assed committment out of them to try and fabricate some sense of safety and stability for myself, all the while knowing deep down that their heart just isn't in it. Hence my need to be so physical in relationships... I am trapped in this world of deceit, and I am in so much pain because I find myself questioning every word that comes out of every person's mouth, especially when it is something good about me. What do they want? Why are they trying to placate me? I cannot take anything at face value. What do I do?</content>
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    <title>bright idea</title>
    <published>2006-06-14T23:02:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-14T23:02:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am going to start a company in Rochester that delivers any sort of munchie directly to your dorm room. No more blazed drives to Weg's or panic when an unantcipated craving hits! What do you think?</content>
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    <title>=\</title>
    <published>2006-06-14T15:49:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-14T15:49:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really messed up and I feel terrible and I'm not sure how to make it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry...</content>
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    <title>bored</title>
    <published>2006-06-14T02:47:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-14T02:47:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;br /&gt;1. Shelley&lt;br /&gt;2. Shell&lt;br /&gt;3. S-Jams&lt;br /&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:&lt;br /&gt;1. bwhaturlike&lt;br /&gt;2. hestia416&lt;br /&gt;3. tiswhatshesaid&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. my maternal side&lt;br /&gt;2. my laugh&lt;br /&gt;3. my neverending enthusiasm&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU HATE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. my tendency to second guess everything good that happens to me&lt;br /&gt;2. my habit of picking fights with people I love right before I'm about to leave them&lt;br /&gt;3. my desire to move on to the future nownownow&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:&lt;br /&gt;1. germany&lt;br /&gt;2. france&lt;br /&gt;3. arkansas&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. skirt&lt;br /&gt;2. red bra&lt;br /&gt;3. black shirt&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR ARTISTS:&lt;br /&gt;1. The Beta Band&lt;br /&gt;2. Kings of Leon&lt;br /&gt;3. Ben Harper&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS AT PRESENT:&lt;br /&gt;1. Unfaithful - Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;2. Wise Up - Aimee Mann&lt;br /&gt;3. Dry the Rain - The Beta Band&lt;br /&gt;THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS&lt;br /&gt;1. skydiving&lt;br /&gt;2. gourmet vegetarian cooking&lt;br /&gt;3. karate&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:&lt;br /&gt;1. humor&lt;br /&gt;2. patience&lt;br /&gt;3. honesty&lt;br /&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE:&lt;br /&gt;1. I want a bowl of cereal right now&lt;br /&gt;2. My best friend is interning for Amazon.com&lt;br /&gt;3. My foot is asleep right now&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU JUST CAN’T DO:&lt;br /&gt;1. cartwheels&lt;br /&gt;2. type "properly"&lt;br /&gt;3. look at a baby and not smile &lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;1. reading&lt;br /&gt;2. sudoku&lt;br /&gt;3. jigsaw puzzles&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. line up housing for next year&lt;br /&gt;2. convince my parents I could handle a puppy&lt;br /&gt;3. masturbate&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU’RE CONSIDERING:&lt;br /&gt;1. neonatal nurse&lt;br /&gt;2. midwife&lt;br /&gt;3. culinary expert&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:&lt;br /&gt;1. Spain&lt;br /&gt;2. Africa&lt;br /&gt;3. Alaska&lt;br /&gt;THREE KIDS’ NAMES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Mark Ryan&lt;br /&gt;2. Audrey May&lt;br /&gt;3. something my husband likes?</content>
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    <title>my life as of right now</title>
    <published>2006-06-10T22:46:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-10T22:46:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm drunk. Or at least, I'm getting there. Yay margaritas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember Alex? The 30 year old guy who I met at that New Year's Party in Dayton and went to visit in San Antonio? Well, we are talking again, kind of a lot. And I'm still really intrigued by him. But our lives are both so busy and intense that we can never find time to be in the same city. I think we would be good together but the logistics are rough. I feel when/if we finally get a chance to be together, it's going to shine. But getting there is not looking likely... Any advice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and I... well, I went to Rochester last week for a few days, and we had a blast. Before I left, however, he made it very clear that it doesn't want anything serious (hence the interest in Alex). He got very involved very fast with his ex and I think he's scared of that happening again. We work well together, but it's just not good right now for long distance. I also want to answer some questions for myself about Alex before I close that door. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave for camp in a week. I'm working as a counselor at a ritzy summer camp in upstate New York. $1750 - not great pay, but I get to play with kids for 8 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh ok i'm tired of updating.</content>
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    <title>Meme!</title>
    <published>2006-06-07T19:10:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-07T19:10:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">(from Lewis Powell!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you."</content>
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    <title>It's so hard...</title>
    <published>2006-05-24T12:48:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-24T12:48:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I push so hard. I take control of relationships and put all these perameters and expectations around them and it always blows up in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: &lt;b&gt;STOP DOING THAT.&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bwhaturlike:48356</id>
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    <title>bedtime story?</title>
    <published>2006-05-09T00:50:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-09T00:50:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was interesting. I stayed at Matt's all day writing my paper (if you don't know who Matt is, we haven't been in touch lately). I slept in until 10:45, took a shower, ate some leftover homemade pizza, watched Price Is Right, and pooped out this 5-page take home essay for history. Then I vegged on the couch watching Sopranos until Matt got home. We then left to go to the doctor because he got mud in his eye while we were four-wheeling yesterday and had a scratched cornea (ouch). On the way there we got rear-ended by some 16 year old chick with a huge ass - a real badonkadonk. I hurt my neck and collarbone I think, and Matt's truck is really messed up. There is a lot of damage to the bed of his truck, I feel bad for him that he has to deal with all this. After we changed his doctor's appointment, which we missed, we went to his sister's house and he got his hair cut. She was really nice, they look exactly alike. It's strange because she has kids who are in their teens - Matt's neice and nephews. After that, we went to the doctor and then to look at used motorcycles. I was in a strange mood all day, not really a bad one, jsut kind of out of it. Matt was so sweet today though, I am nuts about him. NUTS. Ok, I'm done. He's going out of town tomorrow for the week for work. He got a raise today! Yay!! $3 an hour! Kick ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shell</content>
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    <title>hey ya'll</title>
    <published>2006-03-20T15:57:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-20T15:57:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I should be getting dressed and all that but I was inspired to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving off campus and buying a car next year, so all of my free time is dedicated to finding those. So far I have three places I'm considering, but 2 are furnished so they get preference. I realllly wish Cathy could live with me but nope. Stupid parents. I want a good car, not shitty, but not expensive. So that's a challenge. I'm very excited though, I can't wait to have my own kitchen and bathroom and all that. Money is gonna be tight but I can manage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been meeting lots of random but interesting people lately. On my trip to Texas I met Bigg Jon and Derrick, both grown men who I sat with on airplanes. Last night on the train I met Joseph, and we talked for a few hours and I got him hooked on Sudoku. I went to U of M to see Neil and I met Krish, an Indian guy with an Australian accent. Alex is a fading idea, a fantasy really. I can't invest any more emotional energy into that relationship. If I end up going to nursing school at Wright State I can see if it's real. GRR. He has so much potential. I'm not going to do anything to sabotage it, as comforting as that would be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to lose 5 pounds. Some of my jeans are a little tight and my favorite button-up shirt puckers in the middle. I've taken up running but my asthma is giving me grief. And my legs just aren't quite up to par yet. I think I babied them by ellipticalling so often. They've gone soft on me! Not that they were ever great to begin with. I read this book, Eat Drink and Be Healthy, that discusses a lifestyle eating plan that not only controls weight but can prvent certain cancers and other diseases. READ IT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to nursing school now. I'm so sick of being an undergrad. I don't party or do any of that stuff that makes college life so awesome, so why should I stick around? I think I will be much more motivated next semester when I'm taking all my nursing prereqs. Anatomy, microbio, physio, organic chemistry... woot. Lots of work but I know I can do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get ready for class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shell</content>
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    <title>Question:</title>
    <published>2006-03-04T03:36:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-04T03:36:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why do I suddenly feel like I can't relate to anyone on this campus, and why do I have a 2-second fuse for the normal antics of college students?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I just want to run away? Everything annoys me and I relish my time alone, which is all my time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I dumb myself down and get enjoyment out of fart jokes and Austin Powers? I'm actually looking forward to my anatomy, physio, organic chemstry, microbiology, and pharmacology workbooks coming in so I can make use of my antisocialness.</content>
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    <title>housemates wanted!</title>
    <published>2006-03-02T15:02:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-02T15:02:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hi. I'm a female UR undergrad looking for 2 people to share a house with me next year. It's located at 30 May Street, about a 1.7 miles from campus. Rent would be approxamately $340 per person plus utilities. I'm looking for quiet, neat people who are not huge partiers. Males or females, doesn't matter to me. Also, I plan on getting a small dog so be sure that's ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the info from the listing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Features:&lt;/b&gt; Cable hook up, Hardwood Floors, Laundry Facilities, Parking, Garage, Pets Allowed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Additional Comments:&lt;/b&gt; House is located about 1/4 mile from campus in the Highland Park district. Numerous places to eat and drink are located within a couple min walk ( Distillery, Pellegrinos, The Elmwood Inn...). Highland park is a quick 5 minute walk. Main bus routes on both Mt. Hope and South ave make travel for non-car owners convenient. Walk time to U of R/Strong is about 15 min. Pets are allowed but only with permission. Garage is for storage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can leave a comment here or call me at 585-274-3140 and leave a message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this along to your friends if they're interested!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shelley Jaumot</content>
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    <title>bwhaturlike @ 2006-03-01T08:24:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-01T13:26:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-01T13:26:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CDDEFF" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Passed 8th Grade Math&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/couldyoupasseighthgrademathquiz/passed.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you got 10/10 correct!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/couldyoupasseighthgrademathquiz/"&gt;Could You Pass 8th Grade Math?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>What a night</title>
    <published>2006-01-28T16:01:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-28T16:01:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Drunkest I've ever been. I have no idea how much was consumed as I was pouring it into a Diet Coke bottle at first and simply drinking out of the bottle soon after. Wow. Sorry Mom, it had to be done. I don't remember much after like 11, but apparently I called Ian and some other random people. Very interesting. I slept with my hand towel for some unknown reason. I woke up at 7:00, still drunk, and chugged a Nalgene bottle of water and went back to sleep. Don't think I'll be drinking like that for a while. But alas, Cathy and I majorly bonded and I did  have a good time. Now it's time to go enjoy some good hangover food - Danforth brunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Shell</content>
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    <title>Happy New Year!</title>
    <published>2006-01-02T15:11:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-02T15:11:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey everyone and a happy 2006! I'm back from my mini-vacation and I had a great time. I got to go to my first real, live New Year's party, although it was odd since I was the youngest one there by 4 years and everyone was married. But I drank too much and had fun none the less. Sang Baby Got Back on karaoke. That was an experience. Got kissed by a 43 year old man and then threatened by his wife. But I'll never see any of those people again so it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so anxious to get back to school. I feel so useless here with no work or anything to keep me busy. And I really really miss all my friends. I find myself making bad choices here at home out of sheer boredom and I'm going to put a stop to that. I leave for Ft. Lauderdale Friday morning, and then from there I'm going to Boston. I probably won't be able to update a lot in either place but I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I applied for a summer job yesterday. It's at a summer camp in Wisconsin. I'm going to apply for a bunch more counselor jobs, I think it would be really fun. If you have any suggestions or advice let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all and miss you terribly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Shell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Resolution to give up red meat begins when I return to school, since my family is most unaccomodating.</content>
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    <title>Goodbye for a bit</title>
    <published>2005-12-30T00:39:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-30T00:39:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sad news. My laptop is corrupted. Macs work really really well and then they simply die. Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also my family and I are going to some family friend's houses for New Years so I won't be on line for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you all don't think I've died.</content>
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    <title>Since I'm finished with all my grad requirements after next semester...</title>
    <published>2005-12-27T01:53:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-27T01:53:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;u&gt;Fall 2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Microbiology (nursing school requirement)&lt;br /&gt;Introduction to American Politics&lt;br /&gt;The Asian Search for Self&lt;br /&gt;Principles of Economics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Spring 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physiology (nursing school requirement)&lt;br /&gt;Introduction to Music Theory&lt;br /&gt;Linear Algebra&lt;br /&gt;The Solar System&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should be a good time! Feel free to leave me a message if you have any suggestions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Shell</content>
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    <title>Itchy, watery eyes...</title>
    <published>2005-12-26T14:51:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-26T14:51:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm lying in bed watching Family Guy. I love being home, I've gotten 10 hours of sleep a night in my full-sized bed. However, I am allergic to cats so every morning I wake with itchy eyes, a sinus headache, and a sore throat. It kind of sucks. Its weird because I lived for 18 years with cats and I guess I was used to being around them so I didn't notice my allergies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some really weird dreams last night. First of all I dreamed that I was back in my old high school in Virginia and I was completely naked. The weird thing was that no one noticed. Then I dreamed I was in Rochester and I was dragging my comforter up a hill and it was wet. Tess Parker stopped to help me. Then, right before I woke up, I dreamed that my mom and I hated each other and weren't talking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got lots of cool gifts for Christmas. My mom bought me a bunch of clothes, and although they're all really nice I think I'm going to return them and spend the money at AE or Old Navy. I also got a really nice AE fleece sweatshit from my brother, a purse, headbands, bath stuff, and Family Guy on DVD. I also got a $50 gift card to the local mall, which I'm going to spend on shoes. God I am turning into such a GIRL! I'm even letting my hair grow, and I bought a hair dryer the other day. I'm scaring myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I would actually enjoy being single. Its nice not having anyone I have to call and check in with. I like flirting with lots of people, and allowing myself to enjoy the attention. I love my life. Maybe I should have listened to everyone sooner. But I really needed to do it for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when my brother and I go down to Florida to visit my "other" family (Dad, stepmom, baby sibilngs), we're staying in a hotel. Its kind of lame. I know they don't really have room in their house for both of us, but its just the priniciple. And he lied to me. I asked him a month or so ago if we were staying at the house and he said yes. Then he lets it slip to my brother that he confirmed our reservation at the extended stay hotel near his house. I think he's also renting us a car. Which 99% of people would think was awesome - our own car in Soth Florida. But it annoys me that he insists on giving us so much independence when we're down there to see him. I can't really explain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk I'm out. Have a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Shell</content>
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    <title>Decision</title>
    <published>2005-12-24T18:07:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-24T18:07:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am no longer on a never-ending quest for love. I've had more fun these past two months than I have probably since high school. I'm almost 21. I cannot believe that. I figured I don't need to be married by the time I'm 26 like I hoped. I'm not hurting anyone, so why should I keep trying to make everyone happy? This is about me. This life is my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a bad person and I'm not cynical, I just don't think I should be playing by anyone else's rules.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bwhaturlike:45504</id>
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    <title>Me, according to a quiz...</title>
    <published>2005-12-22T14:00:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-22T14:00:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #eeeeee" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Advanced Global Personality Test Results&lt;br&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/extraversion.html" target="_blank"&gt;Extraversion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;86%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/stability.html" target="_blank"&gt;Stability&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;60%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/orderliness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Orderliness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 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&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/artistic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Artistic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;10%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/religious.html" target="_blank"&gt;Religious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;10%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hedonism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hedonism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/materialism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Materialism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;16%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/narcissism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Narcissism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/adventurousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Adventurousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/workethic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Work ethic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/selfabsorbed.html" target="_blank"&gt;Self absorbed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/conflictseeking.html" target="_blank"&gt;Conflict seeking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/needtodominate.html" target="_blank"&gt;Need to dominate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/romantic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Romantic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;83%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/avoidant.html" target="_blank"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;16%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/antiauthority.html" target="_blank"&gt;Anti-authority&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/wealth.html" target="_blank"&gt;Wealth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/dependency.html" target="_blank"&gt;Dependency&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/changeaverse.html" target="_blank"&gt;Change averse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/cautiousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cautiousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/individuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Individuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/sexuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Sexuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;83%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/peterpancomplex.html" target="_blank"&gt;Peter pan complex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalsecurity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical security&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalfitness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical Fitness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;57%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/histrionic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 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    <title>stole this from Tony</title>
    <published>2005-12-16T01:34:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-16T01:34:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">TEN FIRSTS&lt;br /&gt;First Best Friend: Melissa and Angie DeClerc&lt;br /&gt;First Screen Name: jamoutchic416&lt;br /&gt;First Pet: Sassy&lt;br /&gt;First Piercing: ears when I was 12&lt;br /&gt;First Crush: I can't remember that far back&lt;br /&gt;First CD: Stand By Me Soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;First Car: not yet&lt;br /&gt;First Love: Geoff Rixon&lt;br /&gt;First Stuffed Animal: Puppy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE LASTS&lt;br /&gt;Last Alchoholic Beverage: Cosmopolitan&lt;br /&gt;Last Car Ride: driving Anna's car&lt;br /&gt;Last Movie Seen: Strangers on a Train&lt;br /&gt;Last Phone Call: mom&lt;br /&gt;Last CD Played: CDs? People still have those?&lt;br /&gt;Last Bubble Bath: over thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;Last Time You Cried: a few nights ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT HAVE YOU EVERS&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dated one of your best friends: yup&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been arrested: no&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever skinny dipped: yes&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on TV: yes&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed someone and then regretted it: of course&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a sex dream about someone you knew: so many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU'RE WEARING&lt;br /&gt;1. BU sweatshirt&lt;br /&gt;2. black lace panties&lt;br /&gt;3. black lace bra&lt;br /&gt;4. sweatpants&lt;br /&gt;5. socks&lt;br /&gt;6. earrings&lt;br /&gt;7. black tank top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX THINGS YOU'VE DONE TODAY&lt;br /&gt;1. laid around in bed&lt;br /&gt;2. videotaped Brent's goofy story&lt;br /&gt;3. watched a movie&lt;br /&gt;4. hardcore studying for BCS&lt;br /&gt;5. hung out with Jarrett&lt;br /&gt;6. almost fell on ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE FAVORITE THINGS IN NO ORDER&lt;br /&gt;1. tigers&lt;br /&gt;2. orange&lt;br /&gt;3. kissing&lt;br /&gt;4. John Cusack&lt;br /&gt;5. babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR PEOPLE YOU CAN TELL [ALMOST] ANYTHING TO (in random order)&lt;br /&gt;1. Cathy&lt;br /&gt;2. Evan&lt;br /&gt;3. Brent&lt;br /&gt;4. Mike P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CHOICES&lt;br /&gt;1. hot or cold: there's a time for both&lt;br /&gt;2. beef patties or mcCHICKENs: eww neither&lt;br /&gt;3. BBALL or Boys/Girls: umm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE&lt;br /&gt;1. skydive&lt;br /&gt;2. adopt a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE THING YOU REGRET&lt;br /&gt;1. Fetzer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What did you do last night?&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who was the last person you called?&lt;br /&gt;mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What does the 5th text on your phone say?&lt;br /&gt;i delete them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you like milk?&lt;br /&gt;mmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When was the last time you got hurt?&lt;br /&gt;thinking about jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;monday night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When was the last time you lost something?&lt;br /&gt;i dont really lose things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;Joey on NBC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Why did your last relationship end?&lt;br /&gt;we were just not compatible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What bothers you the most about the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;denial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Where was the best date you've ever been on?&lt;br /&gt;that's a really hard question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What was the first thing a guy/girl bought for you?&lt;br /&gt;chocolates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you date more than one person at once?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What was the last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;Strangers on a Train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What was the last t.v show?&lt;br /&gt;Joey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What do you want for your b-day?&lt;br /&gt;something completely unnecessary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What are you doing tonight?&lt;br /&gt;hanging out, chillin' with Brent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. When was the last time you went on vacation?&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How do you feel right now?&lt;br /&gt;kinda sick to my stomach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Who do you think will take this?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha no one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. When you look at yourself in the mirror, what's the first thing you look at?&lt;br /&gt;my hair!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How much cash do you have on you?&lt;br /&gt;$30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What's a word that rhymes with "TEST"?&lt;br /&gt;pest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Favorite plant?&lt;br /&gt;lilies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;Ben Gamer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your main ring tone on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;Hungarian Chant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;hoodie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How do you "label" yourself?&lt;br /&gt;i dont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Name brand of your shoes currently wearing?&lt;br /&gt;nike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bright or Dark Room?&lt;br /&gt;dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you think about the person who took this survey?&lt;br /&gt;=D he's awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you know what an 8-track is?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;reading Lolita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What did your last text message you recieved on your cell phone say?&lt;br /&gt;deleted them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you ever click on Pop-ups or banners?&lt;br /&gt;Nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.What's a saying that you say a lot?&lt;br /&gt;your mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who told you they loved you last?&lt;br /&gt;my brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How many rolls of film do you need to get developed?&lt;br /&gt;i have one going right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite age you have been so far?&lt;br /&gt;20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your worst enemy?&lt;br /&gt;self-deprication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your current desktop picture?&lt;br /&gt;me and Jojuan smiling at each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last thing you said to someone?&lt;br /&gt;Good luck on your exam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to erase all of your regrets, what would you pick? &lt;br /&gt;money - regrets are part of who we are</content>
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    <title>bwhaturlike @ 2005-12-12T18:43:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-12T23:46:12Z</published>
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    <content type="html">caffeine + cardio = craziness</content>
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    <title>Bored senseless</title>
    <published>2005-12-12T16:17:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-12T16:17:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nooke - Limp Bizkit</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm at work. Getting paid to updat LJ is the best thing ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was amazing. Thursday I had my presentation, which went incredibly well. Then I went to my room and watched mindless TV for hours and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I worked and then went home and... I can't remember. Oh right, my concert. I had my concert on Friday and that too went quite well. He cued us wrong at one point but its ok, I don't think anyone noticed. I got to meet Mike's wife, but I can't tell if she hates me more or less after meeting me. Oh well. Friday night I went to Melissa's room and enjoyed some adult beverages. I *heart* cosmos. Hmm... there was more to my evening but that story is for another entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I literally stayed in bed all day. I watched Lost in Translation, American History X, Fight Club, and some of the first Harry Potter movie. I got up at 6:00, got dinner with Rob, went to his Chamber Orchestra concert, then I met Gamer for 40 Year Old Virgin. Hilarious. I quite enjoyed it. I then proceeded to go to bed after reading Lolita for about a half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was my favorite day. I took Jojuan and Tyra, my favorite kids that I met at the Halloween party, out to a movie. We saw Flightplan, which was alright. Jojuan (he's 5) fell asleep in my lap. Adorable. Then I took them back to campus, picked up Rob, and went to Jay's for dinner. Then we took them  home. Good times. They are so amazing. Tyra's 12th birthday is on Wednesday so I think I may try and take her shopping or something. They have an 8-month old baby sister too, she's precious. I hope I get called to babysit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's Monday, and I am done with classes. Speaking of which, I got my grade for my Achievement and Motivation seminar back - I got an A. On everything. Working hard pays off. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have tons of copying and word processing to do, I shall talk to you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Shell</content>
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    <title>*sigh*</title>
    <published>2005-12-08T14:25:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-08T14:25:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Every day it becomes a little clearer just how much he &lt;i&gt;didn't&lt;/i&gt; love me.</content>
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    <title>Interesting....</title>
    <published>2005-12-08T05:30:33Z</published>
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    <content type="html">The minute I stop looking, something good falls into my lap.</content>
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    <title>Funky dreams</title>
    <published>2005-12-07T16:04:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-07T16:04:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Joy to the World</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm not sure if it was because of my lack of blood, or stress, or general bad mood, but last night was a funky night. I went to bed at 11 cause I was dog-tired, and for some strange reason I decided to call Jack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He called me back at about 12:15, and we talked for 15 minutes. Decent conversation, nothing earth-shattering, but it left me feeling lonely and more depressed than I was prior to talking to him. Kind of like when I talk to my dad. So many parallels there I don't even know where to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell back asleep after talking to him and had a &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; bizarre dream. For some reason, I was spending the night at his house. Maybe we'd been partying, I'm not sure of the circumstances. Pam O. and Eric (her real-life boyfriend) were there as well, and we were all sharing a bed together. In the morning, we all had eggs for breakfast and then I asked Jack for a ride back to school. Apparently, in my dream-world, we had to drive through a very strange town with lots of creepy hills and other obstacles to get to campus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Jack and I are in the car, he told me that him and Eric were dating. However, he told me he was not gay and had no sexual interest in Eric. So I was confused. Then we got to school and he wanted to walk me to class, but we had a yelling match in the parking lot and I told him off for being an ass to me. It was fantasic. I said things to him in my dream that I would never have the guts to say in real life. What a catharsis. We parted way angry but I woke up feeling slightly relieved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame loss of blood. I have some very unsightly bruises as a result of my Red Cross encounter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am done with my paper, and damn proud of it. Its amazing what kind of work I can do when I (1) care, (2) am interested in the topic, and (3) have sufficient resources. Go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Shell</content>
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