<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:35:30.077-04:00</updated><title type='text'>say that you hear me</title><subtitle type='html'>it's going to be okay in the end.
and if it's not,
it's not the end.
(anon)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-111025116619436069</id><published>2005-03-07T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T22:06:06.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow. i really feel low.like there dirt, then theres dirty soil, then there's the fungus the sil feeds off of , and then there's bacteria, and then there's me.it's funny how the ones you think you love and respect the mostare the first ones to let you down.and when they hit you down, you fall hard.but it's like you falling, down into this deep hole of nothing,and then BAM your face hits the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/111025116619436069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=111025116619436069' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/111025116619436069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/111025116619436069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2005/03/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-110279844461345528</id><published>2004-12-11T15:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T15:54:04.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the snow is lovely.i am in awe.</summary><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-110246380253391852</id><published>2004-12-07T18:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T18:56:42.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the coments on the last post were amazing.truly i cannot wait until the holidays come.i miss trenton.i miss what it use to be.where doors were unlocked.when kids could walk around -aimlessly- but safely.when neighbors acted like friends.it could have been this awesome stars'hollowy place to livebut it has all changed.it's now a toilet swirl of ranky shyte.even though trenton now sucks</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/110246380253391852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=110246380253391852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/110246380253391852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/110246380253391852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2004/12/coments-on-last-post-were-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-110196390536596084</id><published>2004-12-02T01:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T00:05:05.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love my papa.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/110196390536596084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=110196390536596084' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/110196390536596084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/110196390536596084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-love-my-papa.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-110188114029977868</id><published>2004-12-01T01:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T01:05:40.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh godness.how can people be so self centered.take someone else's money and run for the hills.to "gather your thoughts".like wtf.grow up.get a job.do something with your life.and stop being a pathetic loser.honeslty.talking to shannon always makes me feel better.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/110188114029977868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=110188114029977868' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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remember years from nowand maybe it's time to take an interests in those "memories"if that's even what you could call them.cheerio.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/110177844316985507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=110177844316985507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/110177844316985507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/110177844316985507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2004/11/ahh-its-good-to-be-back-with-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-107619392642479276</id><published>2004-02-07T17:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T17:48:12.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>enough with livejournal. i don't know, it just seem that much less personal or somethingon the livejournal.i like it, but it's kind of annoying, such a hassle to getin and just type an entry.blogger is still the best.i might copy this to lj, but not sure yet. in other news, i am extremely worriedabout everything- and i amreally pissed off. why? you may ask, well becausei think i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/107619392642479276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=107619392642479276' 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night.good times would have been hadded.oh man.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/107487860951158992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=107487860951158992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107487860951158992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107487860951158992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-dont-like-livejournal.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-107458270698841918</id><published>2004-01-20T02:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T02:13:46.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i got a live journal.yes now i am offically part ofthe in nerd crowd that is lj.excellent, but i don't get the wholelj client thing. how do i post. oh well.i will still use good old blogger though, cause i love it so.night night.oh yeah here;s the address:http://www.livejournal.com/users/agua_dulce/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/107458270698841918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=107458270698841918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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do to stop it,ot diminimize the pain/shitand the truth i, there is nothingi can do. absolutely shit.it's so heart wrenching that you want to not carebut not caring is like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/107414094186031454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=107414094186031454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107414094186031454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107414094186031454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2004/01/honestly-what-hell-kind-of-fucked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-107386736150084589</id><published>2004-01-11T19:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T19:31:19.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'the greatest thingyou wuill ever learnis to loveand be loved in return'.indeed it was viewedagain today with thezacho and goolia + etc.i also viewed bridgitte jone's diarythat ws greati like to think i amgoing to be alot like her when iam older, i betcha.a man like mark darcywould be grand indeed.until he appearson his white horse,i should probably keepwishing - *wishes*.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/107386736150084589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=107386736150084589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107386736150084589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107386736150084589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2004/01/greatest-thing-you-wuill-ever-learn-is.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-107376711720483730</id><published>2004-01-10T15:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T15:39:08.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the cold and frost outside are painful.and it's only just begun.but nonetheless,it is quite beautiful and calm outside.indoors, the halls areloud with boozeand jazz,of course.surprisingly, i am doing fine.another run in front ofthe glass wall willdo me some good.until then, i await for a visit.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/107376711720483730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=107376711720483730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107376711720483730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107376711720483730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2004/01/cold-and-frost-outside-are-painful.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-107350998957478084</id><published>2004-01-07T16:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T16:13:29.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>outside the air is cold.inside it's warmer, but kind of smells.there is hair on the bathroom floor.it's wet.it's kind of gross.i wish you were here.if i knew who you were i would invite you to stay.went to class.the prof didn't even show up.i guess even they get tired.tired of working.i'm already tiredand i have just begun.and if i don't succeed...that's the end.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/107350998957478084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=107350998957478084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107350998957478084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107350998957478084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2004/01/outside-air-is-cold.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-107334781031151370</id><published>2004-01-05T19:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T19:10:29.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>back.don't know how it feels.the hours are passing slowly.seeing everyone was nice.leaving was hard.being there was even harder.but i miss it now.why i am so fucked up?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/107334781031151370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=107334781031151370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107334781031151370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107334781031151370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2004/01/back.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-107097984396653587</id><published>2003-12-09T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T09:24:15.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hehhejust checked my comment boxes, cause i am lame and vain like that and need to feel loved - and noticed that i actually do have comments, although it says (0)!!!! yayaya i feel soooooo happy right now. *smiles*.yay for comments for juicy!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/107097984396653587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=107097984396653587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107097984396653587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107097984396653587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/12/hehhe-just-checked-my-comment-boxes.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-107097940720089643</id><published>2003-12-09T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T09:16:59.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quite possibly the best exam i will have ever written was written at 8:20 this morning. just got back from politics exam. took me a whole hour and five minutes to finish. oh dear. it was actually quite fun. i was smiling the whole time.but enough about that.only got one more exam to study for. yess.should be home soon. can't wait. MERRY CHRISTMAS.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/107097940720089643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=107097940720089643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107097940720089643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107097940720089643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/12/quite-possibly-best-exam-i-will-have.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-107092025099781058</id><published>2003-12-08T16:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T16:51:03.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>meant to post this earlier:i am done!!! yess and 20 minutes to spare!!oh candice saved my life by helping me edit. all is good, hmmmm pita.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/107092025099781058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=107092025099781058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107092025099781058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107092025099781058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/12/meant-to-post-this-earlier-i-am-done.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-107090598112358568</id><published>2003-12-08T12:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T12:53:13.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>holy shyte.i have now started my essay. i am at.... 1166 words in my essaynot too shabby considering i actually started writing the thing this morning.i have had an outline for a long time, but i work better under pressure.suddenly that song is in my head, under pressure, not surprisingly.talked to vic son last night for awhile. good times were had. can't wait to see her and have our trip </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/107090598112358568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=107090598112358568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107090598112358568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107090598112358568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/12/holy-shyte.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-107083802125263949</id><published>2003-12-07T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-07T18:00:33.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>watched Grease last night with the girls. it has to be the best musical movie of all time. people will be watching it forever, john travolta is clearly the man of my dreams. he's so perfect. he can sing, dance, be sexy and did i mention he can dance. watching his ass the entire movie was highly entertaining, he has a great way of dancing - i recommend it to everyone.good movie.in other news i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/107083802125263949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=107083802125263949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107083802125263949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107083802125263949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/12/watched-grease-last-night-with-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-107064458674560062</id><published>2003-12-05T12:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T12:16:37.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>freaking out.anthropology exam tomorrow at 5 pm. holy shit i am soooo damn nervous/stressed.went for my blood work today. that was unpleasant.i am stressed. i am having a "visit". life is horrible right now. oh shit. well that means it's time to procrastinate! what to do what to do.... aha! i shall make a list , of... this needs to be said:i hate people.i hate people who annoy me.i hate</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/107064458674560062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=107064458674560062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107064458674560062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107064458674560062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/12/freaking-out.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-107058880198484982</id><published>2003-12-04T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T20:46:52.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gonna get new comment boxes, these do not work. that or noone bothers with this thing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/107058880198484982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=107058880198484982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107058880198484982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107058880198484982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/12/gonna-get-new-comment-boxes-these-do.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-107058868569329500</id><published>2003-12-04T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T20:44:56.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to the doctora today. she was really nice. turns out i have acid reflex whatever and must go do blood tests tomorrow morning at 8 am downtown. boo to the needle. but yeah i have to make sure i don't ahve something more serious.in other news:went christmas shopping today. ended up buying and completing gifts for:emma - totally cool, i want it to tell the truthzacho- he shall enjoy, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/107058868569329500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=107058868569329500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107058868569329500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107058868569329500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/12/went-to-doctora-today.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-107052120059994485</id><published>2003-12-04T02:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T02:00:11.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just watched conan.i am freaking over julia's livejournal. read my comment to understand.holy shit. the fashionista- in julia's room. i am impressed and awed indeed.g'night loverlies (ha steph)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/107052120059994485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=107052120059994485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107052120059994485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107052120059994485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/12/just-watched-conan.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-107041526399244776</id><published>2003-12-02T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T20:34:34.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel like le shit and i wish i could die. right. now. kill. me. please. sex trivia was good, very loud, but good. oh man julia and the penis toothpicks = nasty.i swear i almost cried the entire time. good times were had, minus me wanting to die. i didn't even eat anything at lunch or dinner cause i thought i was gonna barf. what the hell . god help me please. i napped from 12 45 to 4 15. i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/107041526399244776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=107041526399244776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107041526399244776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107041526399244776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-feel-like-le-shit-and-i-wish-i-could.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-107032109999799350</id><published>2003-12-01T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T18:25:09.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ohhh man. just got back in from playing outside in the snow with jen candice and caitlin. best ever. i don't remember having tha t much fun outdoors in soo long. it was grand. pics to comeg'day everyone!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/107032109999799350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=107032109999799350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107032109999799350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107032109999799350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/12/ohhh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-107031433356674187</id><published>2003-12-01T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T21:41:53.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just got back from lst idst lecture with Prof Jennifer *tear* she is the coolest. ever. it was an wicked lecture too. sat with teresa...when i got out i had to go hand in assignments for some girls on the floor and i realized from the big window out of wenjack hall that it was snowing. not just sinple flakes - but lots of beautiful flakes falling faster and fast through the sky. so i quickly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/107031433356674187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=107031433356674187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107031433356674187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107031433356674187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/12/just-got-back-from-lst-idst-lecture.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-107030266378946932</id><published>2003-12-01T13:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T13:17:53.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sometimes i have no idea what i am doing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/107030266378946932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=107030266378946932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107030266378946932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/107030266378946932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/12/sometimes-i-have-no-idea-what-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-107022911262199733</id><published>2003-11-30T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T16:52:01.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>back at the dorm room. glad to see everyone liked the posted questionnaire - hence how everyone did it. wanna make a guest list.... nah not now. had a ok weekend, got some cool coasters- with cool sayings- they are hilarious. weirdest dream ever.so i ahd this dream on thursday night, it was real vivid, and felt really real. so here i am walking down what would appear to be a very old fashioned</summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-106986935762436573</id><published>2003-11-26T12:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T12:57:43.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh man. could i procrastinate more? yes. yes i can.[ Current Clothes ] green cords, spcss student council sweat, lec tshirt and no bra or socks[ Current Mood ] tired and procrastinating[ Current Music ] checking lots of new stuff out right now[ Current Taste ] corn[ Current Make-up ] aboslutely nothing[ Current Hair ] roll out of bed, air dry effect[ Current Annoyance ] exams. they suck.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/106986935762436573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=106986935762436573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106986935762436573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106986935762436573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/11/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-106982400762307406</id><published>2003-11-26T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T00:20:16.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tonight was super fun. hung out with keenara, nell, molly and friends for dinner and then spanish movie. dinner was hilarious, i laughed lots which was good.after movie - which was amazing La Bola - went up to nell's room in otnobee to listen to really cool spanish tunes. oh funnesss. i love mayonesa. and cheyanne. and runaway trains.and that is all.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/106982400762307406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=106982400762307406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106982400762307406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106982400762307406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/11/tonight-was-super-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-106969523700211245</id><published>2003-11-24T12:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T12:34:04.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i met with the mexican girl this morning, it was good. we talked in spanish for like an 1 hr 1/2 and split the time half in spanish and the other half in english. her english is pretty good- she jsut doens't know some words, she's actually really good considering she knew nothing ins eptember. i felt bad for her though, it seemed like she missed her family alot, and she;s not going home for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/106969523700211245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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think i need help.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/106964106714601489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=106964106714601489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106964106714601489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106964106714601489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/11/i-really-think-i-need-to-talk-to.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-106961182365888870</id><published>2003-11-23T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T13:30:11.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>due to popular demande: aka hannon: i am pleased to relish my story from hamilton. keeping in mind it was insanely angering/hilaious at the time. enjoy!so, i get dropped off by the study bus at York university (at the fitness centre) at like 11am, call my sister and they come and pick me up within 5 minutes from their hotel (they stayed overnight sicne they left ttown at 4 am friday morning for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/106961182365888870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=106961182365888870' 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type it out.seeing steph was so exciting. aka fun/nice. wish i couldn't had double the time and spent time with claire, candice, jen, julia and of course my italian friend ursula. in other news, sometimes i can relate to what gemma is saying in her blogs. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/106955868116968148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=106955868116968148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106955868116968148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106955868116968148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/11/you-will-not-believe-what-happed-at.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-106948122153671783</id><published>2003-11-22T01:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T01:07:09.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sometimes i wish i could just sleep and never wake up. ever. sometimes i think that would be nice.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/106948122153671783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=106948122153671783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106948122153671783'/><link 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year3) holiday time4) seeing everyone, together5) my future hopefully not sucking6) next school year7) getting a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/106945887400218596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=106945887400218596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106945887400218596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106945887400218596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/11/can-i-waste-time-oh-yes-i-can-ala-zach.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-106945331133880146</id><published>2003-11-21T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T12:26:12.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ooohh yayness for seeing steph tomorrow. i am so excitedi erally really want to see her..........NOW!!oh excitement.damn mexicans did not show up today! anger? i think so. clearly i will not get into it. it may drive me to drink with the rest of the pack tonight. ooooh man. clearly, joking.i am offlaundry is a callin'downtown stories from today to come..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/106945331133880146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=106945331133880146' title='0 Comments'/><link 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to suck. anyways. i think there is something wrong with me. i am easily annoyed and angered. i get mad at everything, mostly everyone. everyone is highly irritating to me and people in general piss me off. why?becaue i am a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/106943553303680728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=106943553303680728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106943553303680728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106943553303680728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/11/well.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-106939150578649602</id><published>2003-11-21T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T00:11:53.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was a productive day, not so much in the work means, but in the decrative- comfyness of my dorn room.yes ladies and gentlemen i cleaned, again, and i rearranged the chambre. i now have a more useful desk space, an elevated bed (like a bunk) more sitting space, and extra chair, and an overall neater, nice smelling environment. i highly enjoy it, although i am kind of timid abnout going to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/106939150578649602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=106939150578649602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106939150578649602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106939150578649602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/11/today-was-productive-day-not-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-106920258622077019</id><published>2003-11-18T19:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T19:43:12.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what if you didn't really see me, and i saw you differnently that how you see yourself, or how someone else sees you, or if i even see you at all myself? what if i'm not really here, what if i am just this imaginary 'friend' that you all share, but i really don't exist? sometimes i feel like i don't exist. maye i don't... do you even exist? i belive god exists, but what is he like? another person</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/106920258622077019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=106920258622077019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106920258622077019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106920258622077019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/10691309264540650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/10691309264540650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/11/couple-of-hours-ago-someone-told-me-i.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-106911258339502929</id><published>2003-11-17T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T18:46:10.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Part One1. IF YOU COULD BUILD A HOUSE ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD IT BE? - heaven2. WHAT'S YOUR FAVOURITE ARTICLE OF CLOTHING? - my brown sweater3. FAVOURITE PHYSICAL FEATURE OF THE OPPOSITE/SAME SEX? - hands, eyes4. WHAT'S THE LAST CD THAT YOU BOUGHT? - bought? Mudmen - downloaded: Moulin rouge5. WHERE'S YOUR FAVOURITE PLACE TO BE? - standing in the rain6. WHERE'S YOUR LEAST FAVOURITE</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/106911258339502929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=106911258339502929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106911258339502929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106911258339502929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/11/part-one-1.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-106903640100510565</id><published>2003-11-16T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T21:33:27.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeah so.. pretty much jsut got back from the baby shower in t.o. it was great seeing all my cousins. honestly i haven't seen them since like august. it was way to long... i ahte not seeing them. so yeah pretty much going home was fun, went to the dominican auction with fran and the fam. saw ashley lavigne, who was trying to be sophisticated with her boots. hah she is funny. long story. it was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/106903640100510565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=106903640100510565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106903640100510565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106903640100510565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/11/yeah-so.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-106861695591396285</id><published>2003-11-12T01:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T01:02:41.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>moulin rouge has go to be one of the best movies i have ever seen. i can't picture myself saying that but it was really good. obviously tears were shed. it was good. go rent it. now. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/106861695591396285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=106861695591396285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106861695591396285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106861695591396285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/11/moulin-rouge-has-go-to-be-one-of-best.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-106857597454873719</id><published>2003-11-11T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T13:39:39.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>everyone is searching for something. i am searching for something. but i can't find it. i can't even imagine finding what i am looking for. will i ever find what i am looking for? hopefully so...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/106857597454873719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=106857597454873719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106857597454873719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106857597454873719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/11/everyone-is-searching-for-something.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-106815467181826572</id><published>2003-11-06T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T16:38:12.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>life is like a shooting starit don't matter who you areif you only run for cover, it's just a waste of timewe are lost 'til we are foundthis phoenix rises up from the groundand all these wars are overi love this song. can you hear the dolphin's cry?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/106815467181826572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=106815467181826572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106815467181826572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106815467181826572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/11/life-is-like-shooting-star-it-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-106806373498131656</id><published>2003-11-05T15:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T15:22:18.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay for the comment. that was nice. taz's website was really neat (i hope i spelt that right)on another note here is something else learned today: creepy people suck. why are people so damn creepy. it honestly makes no sense. just stop, or vanish. well maybe not vanish, but honestly. whoa. all in all this post is to say: creepy people are too creepy. and people never listen.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/106806373498131656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=106806373498131656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106806373498131656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106806373498131656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/11/yay-for-comment.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033179.post-106799799961814002</id><published>2003-11-04T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T21:06:42.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>when someone doesn't listen to you you think they may not hear you, so you say it again. and yuo start your story over, thinking that when they realize you're in the middle of speaking, they will stop and listen to you. but in my case, they never do. they just ask you to pass them a drink, guitar or ignore you all together. to say it didn't bother you would be fair, but to say that it didn't hurt</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/feeds/106799799961814002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033179&amp;postID=106799799961814002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106799799961814002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033179/posts/default/106799799961814002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youshouldhearme.blogspot.com/2003/11/when-someone-doesnt-listen-to-you-you.html' title=''/><author><name>josie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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