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  <title>str1p3dp4nt5:The One Buttercup to Rule Them All!</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Apr 2008 22:41:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>To the morons on campus who have decided to leave threatening notes in our buildings, YOU GUYS ARE STUPID AND I THINK YOU SHOULD JUST COMMIT SUICIDE.  So, students have found a second threatening note on campus. The first was in our ROTC building (number 4), the second was in our Electrical energy resource center (number 7). I&apos;ll give you a more in depth explanation of the map upon request. Anyways, now I&apos;m on edge whenever I see someone running,not a jogger or anything, but just some random student running to get somewhere quick. I immediately think that they know there&apos;s a bomb in the building and that they&apos;re trying to save their own neck. The first note came on the anniversary of Virginia Tech. This leads me to believe people are just being ass hole-ish and trying to either instill fear or get out of class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/str1p3dp4nt5/pic/0001t650/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/str1p3dp4nt5/pic/0001t650/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;169&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the school only tells us they they found notes, they don&apos;t tell us what they say...not a bad idea in my opinion, but even telling us that a threatening note was found was too much info. My guess is that the second note was someone copying the person who left the first one. I would have been fine if they just told us that a threat to such and such building was discovered...and not say anything about the note, that way unimaginative people can&apos;t copycat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain people are making me mad. I&apos;ll probably post an entry sometime explaining more about this, but not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my sister is going to have two surgeries this summer, one to take out her wisdom teeth and the other on her knees, cuz they&apos;re constantly bothering her and doctors have done all that they can including putting her knees on steroids. I&apos;m sure that there&apos;s a joke in there somewhere, but I&apos;m too tired and in a hurry to think one up. So...(insert steroid usage joke here). Look one up on-line if you have to. Anyways, Danny got an internship, lucky jerk. So he&apos;ll be up here pretty much all summer while I&apos;ll probably be downstate most of the summer. He&apos;s working for a mining company in Ishpeming(maybe?) and he&apos;s trying to find an apartment in Marquette. I found out from my grandma that my grandpa&apos;s last remaining brother is having all kinds of health issues...for instance, he&apos;s going to need an oxygen tank from now on, this kidneys are failing too (my grandpa&apos;s on dialysis), and his heart&apos;s giving out (he had a heart attack a couple months ago I believe).  I&apos;m depending on two of my finals to pass a couple classes which is never good. I&apos;m really on edge because of finals and people it seems are TRYING to get me angry, expect another post pretty soon to get more in depth on this). For example, people in my classes trying to convey infinite knowledge when all they&apos;re doing is simplifying what the professor is talking about, or people with no regard for others so they 1) talk during the whole class 2)don&apos;t clean up after themselves 3)talk extremely loud when there&apos;s no call to do so 4)have an annoying laugh 5)try to critique me when I&apos;m in a bad mood 6)hinder the flow of traffic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, those are some of my problems right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a great song!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;6&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 15:39:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Announcement</title>
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  <description>I am a big stupid jerk who doesn&apos;t deserve to live. That is all.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Apr 2008 21:04:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Remembrance</title>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Because we&apos;ve grown so far apart, &lt;br /&gt; I&apos;d like to share what&apos;s in my heart.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; We used to laugh, we used to share,&lt;br /&gt; And deep inside, I still do care.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; After all this time I still count you as friend,&lt;br /&gt; And to this mentality, there will be no end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;We used to argue, we used to fight,&lt;br /&gt; sometimes our hearts just weren&apos;t all that light.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; But I still loved you through thick and thin,&lt;br /&gt; Even when the world around me started to spin.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I love you now as I loved you then,&lt;br /&gt; If I&apos;d have told you, how different might it have been?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; So, I tell you now as I should have before,&lt;br /&gt; Although I miss all of you more and more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 01:45:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Stuff and Junk and Things</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEEEEE&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You&apos;re a Romantic Kisser&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/kiss.gif&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, kissing is all about feeling the romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to kiss under the stars or by the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect kiss involves the perfect mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s pretty common for kisses to sweep you off your feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;What Kind of Kisser Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEEEEE&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Midnight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whattimeofdayareyouquiz/midnight.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are more than a little eccentric, and you&apos;re apt to keep very unusual habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you&apos;re a nightowl, living in a commune, or taking a vow of silence - you like to experiment with your lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expressing your individuality is important to you, and you often lie awake in bed thinking about the world and your place in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy staying home, but that doesn&apos;t mean you&apos;re a hermit. You also appreciate quality time with family and close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whattimeofdayareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;What Time Of Day Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve had this song stuck in my head for a while now and I haven&apos;t heard it in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;5&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later, I don&apos;t feel like it right now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2008 15:45:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dude, I&apos;m in the mood...for complaining.</title>
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  <description>Good news: 1)My package from Amazon is almost here, I should get it either today(Wednesday) or tomorrow(Thursday). 2)There&apos;s only 2.5 weeks of classes left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news: 1)We got a couple more inches of snow last night. 2)I stayed up too long last night studying for an exam which means I only got 5 or less hours of sleep. 3) I forgot we were supposed to have a quiz in bio instrumentation and I failed yet again. 4) The senile prof for that class mistook me for someone else he was supposed to meet in his office hours, now that poor person will probably get into trouble because I was in a hurry to get to my next class and the imminent exam that awaited me. 5) When I finally got to my next class the prof had already handed out the exams, which didn&apos;t really hurt me except for the fact that other students got more time than I did...THANKS TO PROFESSOR SENILE. 6)I wasn&apos;t 100% positive about what I was doing. 7)I didn&apos;t have time to do a problem that I skipped, I didn&apos;t know how to do it anyways. 8)Our dumb RA dropped off the Room Condition Inventory Card for us to sign even though she hasn&apos;t filled it out yet(so there&apos;s no way I&apos;m signing the flippin&apos; thing until she gets her crap together).</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 05 Apr 2008 07:04:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Boy&apos;s In Trouble</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;For all you girls out there that have boyfriends that aren&apos;t seriously into video games...YOU ARE FREAKING LUCKY!!!!! To all you guys out there who aren&apos;t very big into video games...you must already be taken, because that is a rare and much sought after quality. To all you poor females that get ignored and pushed to the side everytime your guy has even a little bit of free time, I&apos;m sorry, I know how you feel. And to you BIG JERKS WHO SPEND ALL THEIR TIME CONSUMED BY A PROGRAM THAT SLOWLY WASTES YOUR BRAINS AWAY TO NOTHING AND TURNS THE OTHER PARTS OF YOUR LIVES INTO MEANINGLESS BACKGROUND NOISE.&lt;/font&gt;..&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;YOU SUCK!!!!!&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Now let&apos;s think about this shall we? We&apos;ll take a little  1 question multiple choice quiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which would you rather spend your life WITHOUT?&lt;br /&gt;a) your video games or b)your girlfriend/fiance&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you answered b then you will no doubt be dumped fairly shortly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A note to guys who fall in the big jerk category...SPEND SOME TIME WITH YOUR LADY FRIEND!!!! If you play video games every night, then she&apos;ll think you don&apos;t care about her anymore and eventually when she realizes that you aren&apos;t mature enough for a committed relationship, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;SHE&apos;LL DUMP YOU!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t understand how some guys can get off thinking that spending all available time with their game console isn&apos;t screwing with their relationship. If you want a relationship to work, you have to WORK at it. Your game isn&apos;t going to feel any remorse about you being away from it for 1 or 2 nights a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some girls have been known to try to join their guys to try to show him that she wants to be included in his life instead of left out all the time. I understand that there are somethings some guys just don&apos;t want to do, but if your girl is starting to feel neglected, then SOMETHING IS WRONG!!! It doesn&apos;t matter if you think you spend enough time with her; if she isn&apos;t happy then you aren&apos;t satisfying her. That also goes the other way around. Most girls try to understand that her guy needs his guy time, but guys need to be equally if not more considerate to their more emotional counterparts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF ONE PERSON IN A RELATIONSHIP IS PERPETUALLY UNHAPPY WITH THE OTHER PERSON, THEN IT ISN&apos;T A GOOD RELATIONSHIP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A balance must be found. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if 1 night of the weekend is too much too ask for, then maybe that couple should consider rethinking their priorities to see what/who their true love really is.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 15:37:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Running on Empty</title>
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  <description>Thanks for letting me know about your opinions on good sales websites. I ended up buying the first and third Halo Soundtracks. I wanted them for listening to up here for my studying time and perhaps when I pack to come back home. I can&apos;t study while listening to anything with words because I&apos;ll listen to the music rather than focus on what I&apos;m doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am starting to enjoy playing halo. At first I just played because Danny talked me into it, but I&apos;m getting better.  I&apos;m nowhere near as good as Danny or Steve or Danny&apos;s roommate. But slowly I&apos;m getting there.  I wish I had more time to devote to my training. Halo&apos;s a heckofalotof more fun than anything else I could possibly be doing here, well...I do enjoy eating...so maybe not the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so sick of school and the constant struggling to understand and perform whatever the profs are trying to get us to do.I&apos;ve been thinking for the second year now about changing majors, but 1)I don&apos;t know what I&apos;d change too(my talents are widely spread, but I don&apos;t exceed in any of them) &lt;br /&gt;2) I don&apos;t want to spend the extra time going through another 4 years in anything 3) I don&apos;t have the finances to to serve anymore time in this hell that is school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my main problem is that I&apos;m just burning out. I hope that&apos;s the case anyways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got less than 5 hours of sleep last night. That&apos;s what I get for staying up until around 4 Friday and Saturday night. I don&apos;t know why, but I always do. Sometimes if I&apos;m bored or angry or extremely tired, I&apos;ll go to bed around 1-2 on the weekends, but usually it&apos;s between 3-5. So every Sunday night I can never get to sleep no matter how tired I am or know I&apos;ll be in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Thursday morning, the first real thought (besides almost jumping out of my skin because I thought I was late/missing my first class) was that I came to the conclusion that stud finders should also be able to detect ducks. Not ducts, but the actual aquatic birds. Weird isn&apos;t it! I just wonder what the heck I was dreaming to create a thought process that ends in the combination of birds and home construction tools.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 12:08:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Input needed</title>
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  <description>So, I was thinking about buying a couple CDs online, but I didn&apos;t really know any good buying stuff websites. I was looking on Amazon and they seemed to have a pretty good deal for new CDs, but they were ambiguous about how long it would take to ship. I&apos;d like to get it here before I have to leave to go home which is the last week of April. Does anyone out there have a reliable website they use for this kind of stuff? Or has anyone used Amazon? I&apos;d like some advise on which way I should go, I like having options.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Mar 2008 15:32:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Don&apos;t waste your time reading this.</title>
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  <description>So, I hate school. It&apos;s the same crap over and over. I wonder if it&apos;s really worth doing all this crap. Humans weren&apos;t meant to sit around and be so divided from nature. It can&apos;t be healthy to be doing homework and studying for long hours with no outside diversions. Sometimes I think that I was born in the wrong era. The 60&apos;s and 70&apos;s seem like they&apos;d have been so much more kind to me. Because going through life as it currently is totally sucks. Usually around this time of the semester my wintertime depression is lifting, but not this year. It&apos;s been steadily building. I think I&apos;m being worn out from school. I just don&apos;t know how much more of this I can take. I&apos;m too stubborn to quit, but I don&apos;t think I&apos;ll be qualified enough to graduate AND get a job. I&apos;m afraid that if I do get a job, I&apos;ll be the only biomed on the engineering team and I&apos;ll make some major mistake in my design and I&apos;ll end up killing the people I&apos;m trying to help. Hopefully I&apos;ll realize that I am qualified and that this is all just a bout of low self esteem. Ha, it would be nice to wake up and realize that my college life was all just a dream and that I&apos;m actually out in the world furthering some career that I am not only excel in but one that I also immensely enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for wasting your time, but I warned you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Mar 2008 17:14:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Here&apos;s another AOL quiz. I got 17/20 I missed shell and Ocean Spray and then I accidentally clicked the wrong one for Nabisco without realizing it. So, you should take it and post a comment on how you did...if you feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://money.aol.com/special/corporate-logos-quiz&quot;&gt;http://money.aol.com/special/corporate-logos-quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m leaving tonight to go to Danny&apos;s aunt and Uncle&apos;s house, that&apos;ll be cool. Then before we leave I&apos;m getting Mary her Birthday cake and we&apos;re going to Walmart, and Danny and I are going to see I Am Legend (and no Danny, you are not Legend, I am). Ok, whatever.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2008 17:14:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ug</title>
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  <description>So, there&apos;s just under a month and a half of school left this semester and I have no idea what&apos;s going on in Mechanics of Materials (I can&apos;t fail another class, I don&apos;t have the time to retake it), I&apos;m confused in Bio Instrumentation (I can get help from a friend though), and then finals happen and I always do bad because I forget stuff/don&apos;t have time to study enough/freak out really bad and screw everything up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lab for Bio Instr. isn&apos;t going to be fun because we are told what we have to do, but we have to figure out how to do it. I&apos;m not 100% clear about this as it is and to make matters worse, we aren&apos;t working with partners. So it could be bad, but there&apos;s a chance that I won&apos;t take over the 2 hours alloted for the lab. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring break was ok. It never really felt like spring break was coming while I was still up here. It wasn&apos;t until we were leaving that I&apos;m like...hey, it&apos;s spring break now(sudden realization). So, I got home and saw the band festival, went shopping, celebrated my dad&apos;s birthday,did stuff went with Danny and visited his grandparents, went shopping some more, then went with some of Danny&apos;s roommate&apos;s family,Danny&apos;s roommate, and Danny to see the Red Wings game on Saturday(which they lost, but that was ok because Ozzie played and he&apos;s my favorite), played on Danny&apos;s new 360(he got one of those instead of something...LIKE A RING...for me), then we packed and came back here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we waited exceptionally long to get our food at Applebee&apos;s. It was ridiculous, but it wasn&apos;t the waitress&apos; fault, people in the kitchen were screwing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Mar 2008 18:30:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;4&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEEEEE&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Expressionism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatartmovementareyouquiz/expressionism.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moody, emotional, and even a bit angsty... you certainly know how to express your emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you tend to lack perspective on your life, probably as a result of looking inward too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This introspection does give you a flair for the dramatic. And it&apos;s even maybe made you cultivate some artistic talents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a true artist&apos;s temperament... which is a blessing and a curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatartmovementareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;What Art Movement Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEEEEE&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Crossword Puzzle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofpuzzleareyouquiz/crossword.png&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are well read, and you have a good head for remembering facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a wordsmith. You have a way with words, and you&apos;re very literate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a mysterious person who enjoys dropping little clues every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofpuzzleareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;What Kind of Puzzle Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Mar 2008 04:40:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Take this quiz and post a comment to tell me what you scored, I got 16/20!!!&lt;br /&gt;http://food.aol.com/play-with-your-food/candy-bar-id-quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like picking the pepperoni off of my pizza and eating it before I eat the pizza. Just something I felt like sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I spent the last week of school living by myself because Mary went home because of family problems. So I had the room to myself, and I slept with the Weather Channel on the TV because TWC scares away the boogie monsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is spring break. It doesn&apos;t really feel like it. I guess, I&apos;ll probably spend my time sleeping, shopping, making jewelry, watching TV, and hanging out at home mostly. But I will most likely be going to Port Huron Saturday because the high school has their band festival or is it state solo and ensemble? Hmmmm...oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s the homework/studying I&apos;ll need to do before I leave (you can skip this part): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday-&lt;strike&gt;Differential Equation HW, study for Mechanics of Materials quiz, Reading for Social psychology &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday- &lt;strike&gt;Differential Equation HW,study for Social Psychology exam, study for Mechanics of Materials quiz&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-&lt;strike&gt;Differential Equation HW,study for Social Psychology exam&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-&lt;strike&gt;Bio Instrumentation HW&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that&apos;s everything. Except, I think I should leave you with something random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/str1p3dp4nt5/pic/0001s05g/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;192&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/str1p3dp4nt5/pic/0001s05g/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Feb 2008 04:40:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>TGIC</title>
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  <description>So I got my toxic mold yesterday (Monday). I named him Stachy. He&apos;s not nearly as evil looking as in the pic in my last post. That one looks like it&apos;ll rip your sacrum off or epididymus out or something. I&apos;m kinda busy, so I&apos;ll just leave you with a picture I drew in class a couple weeks ago. I had to try not to giggle when I was drawing it, cuz I probably would have distracted our already flighty prof, and people would have looked at me funny, but what&apos;s new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/str1p3dp4nt5/pic/0001rza2/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/str1p3dp4nt5/pic/0001rza2/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;172&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a lousy picture of corn, I know, kinda dalmatian corn, or toxic mold corn.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Feb 2008 18:23:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>P.O.S.--- Probably Out Squiding</title>
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  <description>I ordered myself some toxic mold (stachybotrys chartarum) as shown below. It should be here by the end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/str1p3dp4nt5/pic/0001pp16/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/str1p3dp4nt5/pic/0001pp16/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;141&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s a chorus from a really good song by an awesome band that most of you have never heard.&lt;br /&gt;In Me by Casting Crowns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause when I&apos;m weak, You make me strong&lt;br /&gt;When I&apos;m blind you shine Your light on me&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause I&apos;ll never get by living on my own ability&lt;br /&gt;How refreshing to know You don&apos;t need me&lt;br /&gt;How amazing to find that You want me&lt;br /&gt;So I&apos;ll stand on Your Truth, and I&apos;ll fight with Your Strength&lt;br /&gt;Until You bring the victory, by the power of Christ in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Saturday I had this rather large melt down where I went missing: in the mind- about 2-3 hours, in the body- about 1 hour. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m pretty sure that I losing my grip on reality, society, and some other third thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I&apos;m thinking about joining our school&apos;s ummm...fake newspaper. It&apos;s called the Daily Bull. They pretty much just write random short stories and nonsense articles to entertain those with a minimal amount of brain cells. I figure I could probably do that. That&apos;s what I try to achieve in my LJ posts...just kidding about the whole calling you guys brain cell deficient. I&apos;ve been thinking about it for some time now...since half way through last semester. And I think I&apos;ll go to next week&apos;s meeting to see what&apos;s up. I would go to tonight&apos;s, but I have and exam tomorrow and the next day, along with 2 assignments that aren&apos;t done yet, but will be by hopefully dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that&apos;s kinda long, ok, i guess I&apos;ll leave you with Cilantro:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEEEEE&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Cilantro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatspiceareyouquiz/cilantro.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad news is that there are some people who can&apos;t stand you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that most people love you more than anything else in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are distinct, unusual, fresh, and very controversial. And you wouldn&apos;t have it any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatspiceareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;What Spice Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 07:12:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m not very big on Valentine&apos;s Day.</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m not sure why it bothers me so much, but maybe once my situation changes it&apos;ll be more suitable. Heck it might even just be my mood. And here&apos;s my gift to you on this holiday, it&apos;s not much, but hey, it&apos;s from the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;creative writing&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Here&apos;s more of my &quot;&gt;Everything Will Still Be Fine&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I do my best but it does not show.&lt;br /&gt;You will never understand me, you will never know.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be next to you, but alas, you must go.&lt;br /&gt;Out of my eyes the tears will flow.&lt;br /&gt;The valleys of life might be very low.&lt;br /&gt;The embers of my spirit may someday lose its glow.&lt;br /&gt;The rhythm of my breast will begin to slow.&lt;br /&gt;The sorrow in my heart might appear to grow.&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts could wander to and fro.&lt;br /&gt;My life might soon be filled with woe.&lt;br /&gt;But the superior buck will always find his doe.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Dwells Within&lt;br /&gt;&quot;My energy is failing.&amp;nbsp; My dreams are drifting away.&lt;br /&gt;My hope is spent, my mind is bent, &lt;br /&gt;and my spirit is starting to sway.&lt;br /&gt;At night I stay with loneliness; anguish visits by day. &lt;br /&gt;And though it may not appear, I am no stranger to despair.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Deepest Calm&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Tranquility- what surges in as the emotion of the past slowly fades away.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tranquility- what arrives with the falling of the freshest snow at night.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tranquility- what comes with the knowledge of what a true lover has to say.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tranquility- what keeps me from disbelieving and makes my heart beat light.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here&apos;s some other random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#eeeeee&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Dash&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;100&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; src=&quot;http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatpunctuationmarkareyouquiz/dash.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life is fast paced and varied. You are realistic, down to earth, and very honest.&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re often busy doing something interesting, and what you do changes quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have many facets to your personality, and you connect them together well.&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of interests. While some of them are a bit offbeat, they all tie together well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You friends rely on you to bring novelty and excitement to their lives.&lt;br /&gt;(And while you&apos;re the most interesting person they know, they can&apos;t help feeling like they don&apos;t know you well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You excel in: Anything to do with money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get along best with: the Exclamation Point&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatpunctuationmarkareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;What Punctuation Mark Are &lt;br /&gt;You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#eeeeee&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; &lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt; &lt;b&gt;You Are Fairly Normal&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;100&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsnormalaboutyouandwhatsnotquiz/normal.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt; You scored 45% normal on this quiz&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Like most people you are normal in some ways...&lt;br /&gt; But you aren&apos;t a completely normal person. You&apos;re a little weird too!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Why You Are Normal:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You prefer ruffled potato chips&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You would rather be pale than tan&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You prefer fiction to non fiction&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; If you had to, you rather live without music and still have laughter&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You rather be screwed over than screw someone else over&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Why You Aren&apos;t Normal:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; If given the choice, you would choose to have more time over more money&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You don&apos;t keep up with your horoscope&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You prefer your family to your friends&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You know a little about many subjects&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You prefer the moon to the sun &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatsnormalaboutyouandwhatsnotquiz/&quot;&gt;What&apos;s Normal About You... And What&apos;s Not?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 12 Feb 2008 01:54:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>poop in a pail</title>
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  <description>So, just randomly, in case this scenario comes up. I have this mighty urge to say something shocking and offbeat and most likely really strange. Just had to get that off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I got this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/str1p3dp4nt5/pic/0001k1b1/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/str1p3dp4nt5/pic/0001k1b1/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;148&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my sister for her birthday which was Friday, but it didn&apos;t get to her in time. Oh well, she has something to look forward to now. It&apos;s a neuron in case you didn&apos;t know. I&apos;m thinking of getting something for myself from &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.giantmicrobes.com/&quot;&gt;that site&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny&apos;s thinking about buying a 360. I keep telling him he should get me something nice instead, but he either pretends not to hear me, gives me a blank stare, or pats me on the head in what I guess to be sympathy. It&apos;s a shame so close to V-day, with all those jewelry sales and such. Ok, I&apos;ll stop whining now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had our winter carnival starting Thursday going through the weekend. Good times, good times. Danny and I walked around Thursday and looked at the snow statues. Here&apos;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mtu.edu/carnival/gallery/results/&quot;&gt;a link&lt;/a&gt; to the top statues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went and saw Rambo (not too bad) and 30 Days of Night (scared the crap outta me). Then the best part was when we went and saw the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.myspace.com/colinandbrad&quot;&gt;Collin Mochrie and Brad Sherwood Show&lt;/a&gt;!!! Those are two guys from the US version of Whose Line Is It Anyways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to assume no one really wants me to go on and on about it, but I will post more about it if you really want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think I&apos;m done for now except to say that I recently searched Youtube for one of my favorite childhood claymation cartoons. Here&apos;s a little bit of it. Can you guess what it is before you watch it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;3&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Feb 2008 04:20:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>What do I look like... a marsupial?</title>
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  <description>Man my brain feels squished. At 3 I had my Biomedical Instrumentations lab which ran an hour over because our TA was sick so the Prof took over. The lab was long in the first place, but the old senile man didn&apos;t have to make it worse by lecturing us on how we should record all of our data in bound notebooks because once we get into industry we could need the solid copy for a patent or if we&apos;re sued or something. OK, that would be fine IF I WAS IN INDUSTRY. I&apos;m not in industry and our TA never mentioned a notebook so I didn&apos;t think about it. All the other labs I&apos;ve been in had a worksheet to record data. Then the ol&apos; fogy would go on tangents whenever we asked him to help us. So I was pissed when I got back and whenever that happens I tend to take it out on my friends or unsuspecting victims...usually Mary, so when she would ask me questions at dinner I barked out a sarcastic reply so I could continue silently fuming about my earlier predicament. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then about an hour after lab (time for dinner and gathering my stuff) I came down to a lounge in the dorm and started studying for my social psychology exam for tomorrow. That took about 3.5 hours. When you account for my inner nuclear explosion and my whirlwind studying, I am now emotionally and intellectually drained. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So winter carnival starts Wednesday night, that&apos;ll be awesome. We have a 4 day weekend, which I&apos;ll need after this week after doing nothing but homework pretty much all weekend...except Friday night...maybe(what did I do Friday night?...oh right, nothing), and then going over load these 3 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll leave you with an interesting thought. I want you to say to yourself,&quot;Who am I?&quot; five times slowly...kind of contemplatively. Do that now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You heard your own voice didn&apos;t you? Now, were you born with that voice in your head or did the society put it there?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Jan 2008 03:22:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>poignant</title>
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  <description>Why would you want a used calendar? I was walking down the street one day and a bus continuously ran me over until I sneezed. I spent several seconds in Aruba after this accident before I realized I was actually a carpenter at the time. This of course would explain my immense fondness of anything with wood like qualities. While I was recovering from my terrible allergic reaction to being run over by the bus, I dreamed many opossums. Several were larger than a spruce, however, there were the select few that were microscopic just like the horizontal view of a lamppost. After I had my beef stick returned I decided to take up the adventurous sport of hot water heating. During this hospitable time, my legs became quite collapsible. I had to make sure that my liver was updated every other month or so just in case my eyebrows needed surgery. After several months and a couple more days of participating in this event I realized it would take me nowhere in life so I gave up and started on my life long goal of becoming a paper licker. I thoroughly wanted my pineapple to be classified as above top secret, but my upper palate was too sticky to bother with so I gave up and remained with the octahedral paper clip. After 68.8%6 years of this profession my tongue was worn out and scarred with paper cuts. I decided to retire to the year 1392 where all the grandpas were not their own sons&apos; sons. And that is why everyone should want a used calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Thank you and goodnight.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2008 08:50:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It won&apos;t be long &apos;til I&apos;m gonna need somebody to lean on</title>
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  <description>&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;1&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know why but I love the whole boy band sound. I guess I&apos;m a sucker for guys with goatees who can sing fairly high. Savage Garden is awesome along with NSYNC (who is much better than Backstreet Boys no matter what anyone says). And for the record I like the old Spice Girl music and what not. I don&apos;t know about them now that they&apos;ve reformed and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;2&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Jan 2008 05:39:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This kind of sounds like me.</title>
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  <description>June 27 Birthday Astrology &lt;br /&gt;by Jill M. Phillips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although they possess a great sense of their own importance, Cancers born on June 27 are not naturally egotistical people. They have a strong, almost overbearing, personality, yet they wear it with ease and grace. They have a dynamic charm and are usually quiet and unassuming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends and Lovers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 27 natives are upbeat, friendly, and devoted to creating meaningful friendships. They enjoy having a lot of people around them. Their love life, however, is often fraught with considerable temptation because of their strong sexual nature. Once they find their soul mate, though, they&apos;ll nurture a meaningful relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children and Family &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negative childhood experiences may have left June 27 natives with misconceptions about the value of family, so they may choose to remain childless. If they do have children they will encourage their youngsters to have plenty of outside-the-family associations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 27 people lead an active lifestyle that keeps them trim and toned, even though they have a great love of good food. They have the natural ability to be professional athletes, yet if their tastes do not run in this direction they will certainly keep themselves fit by playing weekend sports. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Career and Finances &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 27 people use common sense when making a living. They favor a job that provides the sort of financial security they have come to depend on yet find it impossible to do work that does not satisfy emotional needs. They are practical yet possess good vision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams and Goals &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 27 people are more ambitious than they may seem. Because they take a slow and measured approach to reaching their goals, more overtly driven types are apt to underestimate their drive. They have big dreams and are serious about making them come true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancer Information&lt;br /&gt;for June 27&lt;br /&gt;You should embrace: Solace, religiosity, carefree spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should avoid: Envy, lack of respect, self-pity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancer Personality: June 21 - July 22 &lt;br /&gt;by Jill M. Phillips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancer is the fourth sign of the astrological year and is known by its astrological symbol, the Crab. Cancer individuals are intelligent, organized, generous, home-loving, and tenacious. They are also devoted to family members and provide enormous emotional support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancer Information&lt;br /&gt;Element: Water&lt;br /&gt;Quality: Cardinal&lt;br /&gt;Planetary ruler: Moon&lt;br /&gt;Birthstone: Pearl&lt;br /&gt;Flower: Larkspur&lt;br /&gt;Color: Silver&lt;br /&gt;Key characteristic: Emotion&lt;br /&gt;Strengths: Intuitive, nurturing, maternal&lt;br /&gt;Challenges: Controlling, bossy, manipulative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cancer Woman&lt;br /&gt;The Cancer woman has a strong maternal instinct and the desire to make her home a place of domestic bliss. They have great loyalty to family members and close ties to their mothers. They also have a large circle of friends and associates. The typical Cancer woman looks beyond her career or home-centered activities to find interests through which she can contribute to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cancer Child&lt;br /&gt;Children born under the sign of Cancer are quiet, reflective, and prefer to be seen and not heard. They may have a difficult time being part of a group, allowing themselves to be dominated by more aggressive youngsters. Parents of Cancerian children need to be especially helpful in their social development, teaching them to assert their individuality and independence. These children are rarely discipline problems, though they can become excessively moody and depressed during adolescence.&lt;br /&gt;The Cancer Lover&lt;br /&gt;Cancerian individuals are extremely romantic and passionate people. They enjoy all the traditional rituals of wooing and winning a sweetheart and usually opt for marriage or a long-term relationship. They make loyal mates and will champion their spouse&apos;s career and expect the same in return. These individuals are keenly attuned to the needs and wants of their partner; they are exceptionally sensitive lovers.&lt;br /&gt;The Cancer Friend&lt;br /&gt;With their gentle and caring spirit, Cancerians are the ones to whom others turn with problems, worries, and life-choice concerns. Despite their ability to support and nurture their pals, they do not make friends easily. This may be because they take friendship seriously and don&apos;t bother to indulge superficial associations. They are often shy people who wait for friendships to develop instead of actively pursuing them.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Jan 2008 05:15:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>yea</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEEEEE&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Very Sexy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyousexyquiz/sexy-3.gif&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn! You are one hot number. You have a lot of sex appeal.&lt;br /&gt;You know you&apos;re sexy, and you&apos;re not afraid to put it all out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while you&apos;re very appealing, you&apos;re careful not to be trashy or over the top.&lt;br /&gt;Sexy is all about attitude. And you totally have the attitude that people love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You Are Sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You accept your body as it is, and that&apos;s sexy. If you feel attractive, you are more attractive - no matter what your shape is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your modern look is sexy. You don&apos;t give people too much of the same old thing. You like to change it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You keep your body fit and healthy, and that&apos;s hot. Plus, sweating is also sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear sexy underwear, and that&apos;s definitely hot. Feeling sexy is important to being sexy, even if no one knows what&apos;s underneath your clothes.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/areyousexyquiz/&quot;&gt;Are You Sexy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess I&apos;m supposed to be sexy or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT GETTING WITH THE PEOPLE THAT I SAID I WOULD OVER BREAK. I feel so bad. I was out of the house shopping with my mom most of break. Between the bomb threat at Meijer that we had to evacuate from and the many trips to JoAnn&apos;s and Michael&apos;s and looking for a certain game for my new DS that I got for Christmas. I was only actually home all day like 2 days. So, my apologies to those concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I had a good Christmas, I got cool things like the aforementioned DS , and new clothes, and some jewelry, and a board game called Fact or Crap (really fun) and some money/gift cards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, new stuff now, classes are going good. Tae Kwon Do is awesome except for the whole you can&apos;t wear socks because of the stupid wood floors. Then I&apos;m taking social psychology, biomedical instrumentation, mechanics of material, and linear algebra. Half way through algebra turns to differential equations and Tae Kwon Do goes to weight training. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;ll be interesting.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Jan 2008 06:08:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m back.</title>
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  <description>And it&apos;s bed time.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2007 02:01:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>#*$&amp;*&amp;(%$@#&amp;^#@&amp;%@^&amp;$&amp;^%#&amp;#!%^&amp;&amp;*%^#</title>
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  <description>Well, I was going to post a Christmas Poll, but I had my usual problem with it. So I&apos;m pissed off at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          Merry Frickin&apos; Christmas.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 18 Dec 2007 19:49:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Second worse day of my life.</title>
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  <description>So I&apos;m pretty sure I failed my first exam of the day, and if that&apos;s the case, then I most likely failed the class. That would be the second class I&apos;ve failed. So now I&apos;m pretty moody and kinda depressed and I&apos;m not sure what I&apos;m going to do, because that really messes up my schedule for the rest of my time here. I&apos;d need to stay a whole extra year instead of an extra semester, unless I took summer classes (pure evil)which I wouldn&apos;t be able to afford. So yea, my life&apos;s a mess. And I still have another exam later today and one more tomorrow I haven&apos;t started studying for yet. I&apos;d like to just sit around and mope or play halo or something all day, but I have to study sometime today. So, yea...I hate my life. The really bad part is telling mom and dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/str1p3dp4nt5/pic/0001hxzs/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/str1p3dp4nt5/pic/0001hxzs&quot; width=&quot;137&quot; height=&quot;136&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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