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  <updated>2007-03-05T01:51:51Z</updated>
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    <title>la_perdant @ 2007-03-04T20:09:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-05T01:38:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-05T01:51:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i just finished writing about a 2 page update for this journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i realized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to bore you with the details.&lt;br /&gt;i'll get straight to the point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to matt's final hockey game... the championship game. the thing that made this game different was that i came with his family since it was an hour away. and then i went to dinner with him, his family, the team and their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 things i learned yesterday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1)&lt;/b&gt; people talk. and usually you can tell when they're talking about you. hello! i'm not deaf nor blind. (i'm talking about hockey moms here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2)&lt;/b&gt; going along with #1... people ask questions. they're not shy about coming up to you, chit chatting about the weather and then asking you "are you matt's girlfriend"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3)&lt;/b&gt; when i think i'm intruding, i get quiet. very quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4)&lt;/b&gt; when you see someone you care about being estactically happy, you can't help but smile ear to ear. even if you your whole body is shaking from shivering because you've spent the last 3 hours in an ice arena, or you are standing on the team's bench with a whole crowd of hockey moms in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5)&lt;/b&gt; winning is a lot more fun than losing (they won 4-0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6)&lt;/b&gt; his dad is one of the nicest person i've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7)&lt;/b&gt; new york ruben= turkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8)&lt;/b&gt; by being unusually quiet can lead to a boy to ask you the most crazy/weird/desperate questions ("are you a snow person?"). maybe i was unintentionally playing hard to get. i just didn't want to get in the way of his celebrating with the boys. but by the way he was acting, he could care less about the guys. when he admitted he recently had a dream about him seeing "you've lost that lovin feelin" with leprechauns, i knew that he was really diggin deep to get me to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9)&lt;/b&gt; hockey sticks, banners, dads, and brothers can really shoot down your confindence when you think about making a move in a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;chivalry is NOT dead... well at least to his dad.&lt;/u&gt; when i got out of the car his dad said "now matt, you walk her to her car and then wipe off any snow off her car". i should've taken full advantage of this but my car was in a snow bank and i was wearing uggs, so i did one side of the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave him a hug and told him i would see him on monday. and then i had to call him when i got home to tell his mom i got home safely (she was going to make his dad take me home).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall it was a nerve wrecking, positive experience. but it only made me realize that i... we cannot go on like this. something needs to be said.&lt;br /&gt;as a very wise lj friend (&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_arielei' lj:user='arielei' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://arielei.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://arielei.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;arielei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) once said: boys are stressful and wonderful and nothing and everything all at once"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to change this subject:&lt;br /&gt;i would like to give a shot out to my hottest friends, steph and christina cause they're are the hottest pillow fighting biatches this side of detroit!.... you guys crack me up so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what's this... straight 1's at festival?!?!?!?!? :D&lt;br /&gt;it's been a good weekend!</content>
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    <title>la_perdant @ 2006-09-03T12:30:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-03T16:30:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-03T16:30:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm such a slacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just now starting my 6th AP essay.&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was quite a ironic day.&lt;br /&gt;I went to church with my grandma and saw that guy that "we don't speak off cause he's a whackjob".&lt;br /&gt;And it was a year ago that i asked him to my homecoming. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;My mom got mad at me when i didn't say hi to him and she did.&lt;br /&gt;So after mass I did say hi. it was awkward.&lt;br /&gt;I think I officially have ruined his dating life for the next 5 years tops.&lt;br /&gt;Such a weird kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my hair highlighted. And it's really reallly really &lt;b&gt;blonde&lt;/b&gt;. (surprise!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny story:&lt;br /&gt;So we were driving over to my grandma's new house when my mom says that grandma told her that after I had taken her shopping that there was this guy that was playing basketball across the street, and after i left, everytime my grandma would go outside he would look. So then she watched him through the window (hahahha my grandma cracks me up) and according to her, he would shoot the ball, then look over to her house and repeat...so on and so on. I had seen that guy, he was tall blonde, and &lt;b&gt;sucked&lt;/b&gt; at basketball. But hey, he seems around my age. So when we went to pick up my grandma yesterday, he was getting picked up by his friend. What timing. So my mom made me go and help my grandma walk to the car. As we were walking this guy was leaving and my grandma points and says: "He's definently not looking at grandma!". Gotta love grandmas.&lt;br /&gt;So now next weekend my mom is going to make me garden in her front yard. gahhhhh that's not obvious at all mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i'm going to force myself to do AP english.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if i'm here all night.</content>
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    <title>la_perdant @ 2006-07-02T14:18:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-02T18:28:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-02T18:29:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hiatus.... jk!&lt;br /&gt;My aunt got her computer working!!!&lt;br /&gt;So here is some pics from IKEA about 2 weeks ago with steph:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i26/jj_thejetplane/Ikea/zikea001.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i26/jj_thejetplane/Ikea/zikea002.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i26/jj_thejetplane/Ikea/zikea003.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i26/jj_thejetplane/Ikea/zikea004.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sign made me laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i26/jj_thejetplane/Ikea/zikea005.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i26/jj_thejetplane/Ikea/zikea006.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom thought we were lost, but we were actually just chillin on a sofa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i26/jj_thejetplane/Ikea/zikea007.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i26/jj_thejetplane/Ikea/zikea008.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i26/jj_thejetplane/Ikea/zikea009.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were soooo tempting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i26/jj_thejetplane/Ikea/zikea012.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i26/jj_thejetplane/Ikea/zikea013.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i26/jj_thejetplane/Ikea/zikea014.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i26/jj_thejetplane/Ikea/zikea015.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try to say "DAIM!" outloud....heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i26/jj_thejetplane/Ikea/zikea018.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say that 5 times fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i26/jj_thejetplane/Ikea/zikea019.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i26/jj_thejetplane/Ikea/zikea020.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turtle skipp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i26/jj_thejetplane/Ikea/zikea021.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our beautiful creation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i26/jj_thejetplane/Ikea/zikea022.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i fit!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night we went to fireworks at a park. LO spends about 30,000 dollars on fireworks, GC spends about 100,000!! It was amazing, they were shooting them off from 2 different places.&lt;br /&gt;Today my parents are at Uncle Lukes for an "ADULT ONLY" bocce ball 4th of july party. So i'm stuck here with my brothers. Aunt Leah was going to leave me her car, but she said mabye later in the week when i know where i'm going. (but i do already!)&lt;br /&gt;my tenative schedule:&lt;br /&gt;mon: ? (LI childrens museum or beach?)&lt;br /&gt;tues: ? (going into the city or beach?)&lt;br /&gt;wed: splish splash water park&lt;br /&gt;thurs:  6 flags NJ&lt;br /&gt;fri: ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i'll just have to see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;ps. tina: we are SO going to see "strangers with candy" when I get back!&lt;br /&gt;pss. i really hate sleeping in the same room as my grandma&lt;br /&gt;psss. i want ACT scores NOW!</content>
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    <title>la_perdant @ 2006-05-26T15:06:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-26T19:07:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-26T20:17:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Our view tomorrow from the dinner cruise:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/6125/jeffersonmemorialcopy6yi.png" border="7"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;Watch for our marching band on the Pentagon Network! (hahah nobody gets that channel, except for mr. Kopec!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. I really really love this show... a lot. I watched today, and I wanted to be a little kid again. But I still enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img423.imageshack.us/img423/9213/zrandom0316ub.jpg" border="7"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &amp;hearts; the Frizz, Pheobe, and all the other characters on that show.&lt;br /&gt;the mantra of the show is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;"TAKE &lt;b&gt;CHANCES&lt;/b&gt;, MAKE &lt;b&gt;MISTAKES&lt;/b&gt;, GET &lt;b&gt;MESSY&lt;/b&gt;!"&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think that I should take that to heart and live it up!&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>trying to fit the pieces together...</title>
    <published>2006-03-16T23:22:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-16T23:23:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't want to go to OYO.&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of like, if you know you're going to get into a car crash and people will look at you like an idiot from that point on, you just don't drive that day. Well I have to drive today.&lt;br /&gt;If they can't deal with some fuck-ups, then deal. &lt;u&gt;I'm only human. &lt;/u&gt;unlike the soul-less music-obsessed kids that occupy the symphony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a little stressed lately. Lately it seems like I dread everything. Like lessons, getting them and teaching them.&lt;br /&gt;And scales... have become the one thing that I hate the most. Also, Ninja Kline, I like you sitting next to me in 4th hour, but it only gives me the more reasons to kill you in your sleep and steal your buffet.&lt;br /&gt;I watched college lacrosse with my brother this morning. March Madness is when him and I get along the best... cause he gets so damn worked up, and I can make fun of him. Usually he makes fun of me about project runway. I'm no genius at bracketology... so I have UCONN winning the thing. I usually pick the winners by who has a prettier name. Eric:"See that's the kind of person that wins the bracket!", and even though Eric is doubting UCONN, I will make him so many cookies when UCONN whens, that he will no longer have to make excuses for me to bring cookies to Physical Therapy. (just don't tell him their break-n-bake.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was forensics showcase. Another thing I was dreading. I had never preformed for my mom before. I screwed up a couple times. But my mom cried during it, so I guess I was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;u&gt;!UPDATE!&lt;/u&gt;: I now have a 5 hour babysitting job on Saturday. That gives me a reason NOT to go to VIP in NYC. (aka lame-o dance our school is holding, even though it sounds cool, it's going to be like every dance that LO puts on that isn't homecoming or prom, LAME.) Sorry girls. But at least I'll be making money.... which is good since my 2 clarinet students are quitting on me early April. (i'm happy because I don't enjoy teaching, but yet i'll take any money i can get :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan Crockett is probably the funniest kid ever. That's why I love extended period at the end of the day. ("We went on a roadtrip to Kansas city to go to a stripper bar... and ran over MUNTZY!) &lt;br /&gt;12 minutes till I have to leave for OYO. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing: I got a new iPod. I &amp;lt;3 Apple x 10^bajillion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To figure it out&lt;br /&gt;Consider how&lt;br /&gt;To find a place to stand&lt;br /&gt;Instead of walking away&lt;br /&gt;And instead of&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere to land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all up in the air&lt;br /&gt;And we stand still&lt;br /&gt;To see what comes back down&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where it is&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know when&lt;br /&gt;But I want you around&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>la_perdant @ 2005-03-01T09:43:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-01T14:50:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-01T19:17:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jack Johnson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Do you think Jack Johnson could be related to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish. But that would be &lt;b&gt;amazing&lt;/b&gt;. I adore his work and his latest video is pretty amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v324/jjjohansen/bw%20photos/PC060056.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a good pic at all but sometimes you just gotta pick up the bass and ROCK OUT! (on the 3 full songs you know :D)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well I was sitting, waiting, wishing &lt;br /&gt;You believed in superstitions &lt;br /&gt;Then maybe you'd see the signs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord knows that this world is cruel &lt;br /&gt;I ain't the Lord, I'm just a fool &lt;br /&gt;Only lovin' somebody don't make them love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must I always be waiting, waiting on you &lt;br /&gt;Must I always be playing, playing your fool &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sang your songs, I danced your dance &lt;br /&gt;I gave your friends all a chance &lt;br /&gt;But putting up with them &lt;br /&gt;Wasn't worth never having you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you've been through this before &lt;br /&gt;But it's my first time so please ignore &lt;br /&gt;The next few lines cause they're directed at you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't always be waiting, waiting on you &lt;br /&gt;I can't always be playing, playing your fool &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep playing your part &lt;br /&gt;But it's not my scene &lt;br /&gt;Want this plot to twist &lt;br /&gt;I've had enough mystery &lt;br /&gt;Keep building it up &lt;br /&gt;Then you shooting me down &lt;br /&gt;But I'm already down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wait a minute &lt;br /&gt;Just sitting, waiting &lt;br /&gt;Just wait a minute &lt;br /&gt;Just sitting, waiting &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if I was in your position &lt;br /&gt;I'd put down all my ammunition &lt;br /&gt;I'd wonder why'd it take me so long &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Lord knows that I'm not you &lt;br /&gt;And if I was, I wouldn't be so cruel &lt;br /&gt;Cause waitin' on love ain't so easy to do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must I always be waiting, waiting on you &lt;br /&gt;Must I always be playing, playing your fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I can't I always keep waiting, waiting on you&lt;br /&gt;I can't always be playing, playing your fool&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>la_perdant @ 2004-12-01T18:36:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-02T02:36:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-02T02:36:29Z</updated>
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