<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?>
<!-- If you are running a bot please visit this policy page outlining rules you must respect. http://www.livejournal.com/bots/ -->
<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:lj="http://www.livejournal.com">
  <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nothing__foryou</id>
  <title>Jess</title>
  <subtitle>Jess</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Jess</name>
  </author>
  <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/"/>
  <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/data/atom"/>
  <updated>2004-01-22T02:26:12Z</updated>
  <lj:journal userid="1504199" username="nothing__foryou" type="personal"/>
  <link rel="service.feed" type="application/x.atom+xml" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/data/atom" title="Jess"/>
  <link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/"/>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nothing__foryou:3929</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/3929.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=3929"/>
    <title>nothing__foryou @ 2004-01-21T21:29:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-22T02:26:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-22T02:26:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Further Seems Forever - The Moon Is Down</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i've been in a great mood lately. a great one. if anyone messes that up, i will murder you. :D hm. i'm bored, and eating cheetos. i feel like posting pictures in here, but not... cause i posted them in my other journal, &amp;you're just not special enough to read that, now are ya?! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really tired. bye.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nothing__foryou:3705</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/3705.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=3705"/>
    <title>nothing__foryou @ 2004-01-17T13:11:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-17T18:13:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-17T18:13:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;heyyy. i like never update this shit anymore. ohwell. so i guess i've been okay. last night i had a really good time at the show. people probablly thought i was a little slut. cause lauren was sittin on my lap (she said it was comfy) &amp;i was like making out with lindsay &amp;doing a 3way kiss with her &amp;greg. ohmy, ohmy. she thinks i regret it. i don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. yes. so lately my life has been dull. i enjoy going to work to see this kid dave. he wants to hang out with me &amp;stuff &amp;that makes me happy. he's so fucking adorable. today me &amp;crystal are going to neshaminy (i think) &amp;he's working. yeah. &amp;i've became really good friends with grant. we have such a connection. he's just so awesome i can't explain it. i told him before that you know you're really close to a person when you can talk on the phone for hours about nothing on end, &amp;yet... it's still fucking interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night made me think. i'm not gonna let things get to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nothing__foryou:3112</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/3112.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=3112"/>
    <title>nothing__foryou @ 2003-12-29T14:12:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-29T19:12:41Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-29T19:12:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Coldplay - Green Eyes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i don't like this journal. i don't like my life. the only thing i like is my digital camera i got for christmas. it came with a printing dock i can print the photos out in my room. i'm not typing what i got for christmas. thats gay. who does that? (considering i did it in my other journal. hm) bah. i'm waiting to go to laurens. bye.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nothing__foryou:2933</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/2933.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=2933"/>
    <title>nothing__foryou @ 2003-12-20T17:45:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-20T22:49:16Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-20T22:49:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;wow, my life has been pretty fucking boring. yesterday was the last day before christmas break. holla. i suck. mk.bye.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nothing__foryou:2618</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/2618.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=2618"/>
    <title>nothing__foryou @ 2003-12-15T22:15:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-16T03:04:41Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-16T03:04:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Taking Back Sunday - Ghost Man On Third</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i haven't updated this piece in a hot minute yo. ha. christmas is coming up soon, &amp;i feel terrible, i'm buying myself things, &amp;no one else. except i bought my mom perfume. =\ my head hurts really bad. i think i have a tumor. no. pssssh. i have alot of homework to do, but guess who's not doing it. &amp;guess who's rambling?! bye.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nothing__foryou:2495</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/2495.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=2495"/>
    <title>nothing__foryou @ 2003-12-08T22:57:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-09T03:46:42Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-09T03:46:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i'm getting sick i can tell =\ poo. today was okay. in art class i was so cold &amp;dan kept me warm&amp;lt;3 it was nice because it was only him, josh, travis &amp;i at our table. it wasn't loud, or too quiet... it was &lt;b&gt;just&lt;/b&gt; right. i'm confused about my situation. something is telling me to go out with dan. but then something is telling me not to. i told myself no relationships for a &lt;b&gt;long&lt;/b&gt; while, &amp;look at me... taking this into consideration. &amp;it's so funny, because like when me &amp;dan kiss during art or something, &amp;josh sees it, he's all like "you guys should definitly just go out already." he says it all the time. me &amp;dan just laugh. &amp;today dan said, &lt;b&gt;"i know by the end of the year we'll be going out, or have gone out."&lt;/b&gt; i don't know what to do. i really do want a relationship, kinda. nothing serious whatsoever. just something nice. something secure. someone to buy me CDs, &amp;write me long letters. &amp;someone who will wait for me. &amp;lt;/3&amp;gt;SO&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; bad! my eye was definitly red for like an hour =\ poo. it was funny though. in my first 3 classes we had like free period type things, &amp;in my last 2 classes i had to write essays. but it's okay, i like essays. on the way home from school, mom tells me that some cable guy came out &amp;turned off our hotbox =\ no more free cable, which means &lt;b&gt;NO PORN!@*^$@#&lt;/b&gt; omfg. omfg. *spazzes*</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nothing__foryou:2078</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/2078.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=2078"/>
    <title>nothing__foryou @ 2003-12-07T20:27:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-08T01:16:22Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-08T01:16:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;small&gt;matt:	 but anywho....why did u call her a fat bitch? &lt;br /&gt; FAKEsmile 6:	 because &lt;br /&gt; FAKEsmile 6:	 she is?  &lt;br /&gt; matt:	 is she? &lt;br /&gt; FAKEsmile 6:	 because i dont like her, &amp;thats what she is to me. so yeah  &lt;br /&gt; matt:	 so to u shes a fat bitch? &lt;br /&gt; FAKEsmile 6:	 stop stickin up for her. it sickens me  &lt;br /&gt; matt:	 or is she a fat bitchh to everyone? &lt;br /&gt; FAKEsmile 6:	 to all my friends she is &lt;br /&gt; matt:	 well i think i have the right to stick up for her &lt;br /&gt; FAKEsmile 6:	 ok &lt;br /&gt; matt:	 well how can they call her a fat bitch when they r friends with a bitch bitch? &lt;br /&gt; FAKEsmile 6:	 hahahahahahah  &lt;br /&gt; matt:	 thats funny &lt;br /&gt; matt:	 good &lt;br /&gt; matt:	 r u done now? &lt;br /&gt; FAKEsmile 6:	 ive been done bud  &lt;br /&gt; matt:	 oh r u mad? &lt;br /&gt; FAKEsmile 6:	 no &lt;br /&gt; matt:	 sure &lt;br /&gt; FAKEsmile 6:	 y would i be mad? &lt;br /&gt; matt:	 i dunno.....cuz u were called a fat bitch just thought it might frustrate u &lt;br /&gt; FAKEsmile 6:	 actually u called me a "bitch bitch"   &lt;br /&gt; matt:	 oh oops &lt;br /&gt; matt:	 must be my dyslexia kickin in &lt;br /&gt; FAKEsmile 6:	 &amp;im not fat so it doesnt bother me &lt;br /&gt; matt:	 right so i take it u lost weight? &lt;br /&gt; FAKEsmile 6:	 i was never fat just thick &lt;br /&gt; matt:	 cuz u sure were fat last i seen &lt;br /&gt; FAKEsmile 6:	 your cool, you were fat the whole 8months we went out  &lt;br /&gt; matt:	 thick....? who told u that? someone been telling u lies &lt;br /&gt; FAKEsmile 6:	 ha your cool  &lt;br /&gt; matt:	 i know and i still am but i put my fat to use thank you &lt;/small&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nothing__foryou:2043</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/2043.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=2043"/>
    <title>nothing__foryou @ 2003-12-07T18:57:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-07T23:46:20Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-07T23:46:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i am so tired =\ i had work today but it went fast cause it was really busy. nothing much to write about. i bought new mascara. lol. oh yeah, you can't beat that. ok. bye.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nothing__foryou:1733</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/1733.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=1733"/>
    <title>nothing__foryou @ 2003-12-06T23:39:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-07T04:27:50Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-07T04:29:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;last night i met up with mallory &amp;me, her, tommy, &amp;some other people went to a show at HP. it was kinda boring cause it was all metal bands, but we had fun watching the hardcore dancers. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was good. me &amp;mal woke up so late for us, like 1. it was odd, that's like so late. then we cleaned her basement &amp;dave came over &amp;we all went to neshaminy. i got my &lt;b&gt;$$$&lt;/b&gt;. holla. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow. we just walked around for awhile. i got some stuff. &amp;then dave's cousin drove us home. which was nice. on the drive home, i told mal how it would be great when my mom decorated for christmas, cause i'm not in the christmas mood at all because of my grandmom &amp;everything just sucks. &amp;we pull up, &lt;b&gt;&amp;IT'S ALL DECORATED!@#*^%#&lt;/b&gt; erfnap:) she said she did it for me. i was like yay. lol. tonight i bought;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;++ 2 tongue rings (2 for 10, CHEAP!); the one has just plain black balls, &amp;the other one is blue &amp;white checked!&lt;br /&gt;++ a pink &amp;white checked hat! it rules. (&lt;a href="http://www.hottopic.com/store/nodepage.asp?LS=0&amp;amp;RN=174&amp;amp;START=41&amp;amp;OTH=F&amp;amp;MG=&amp;amp;ITEMCOUNT=59&amp;amp;SB=1"&gt;look&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;++ i bought mallory new gauges &amp;gave them to her cause she gave me my scarf&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;++ my mom some fancy perfume she wanted.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to get my brother for christmas. i mean he's just a kid so i guess it can't be that hard. but hm. i have work tomorrow &amp;i kinda wanna go to sleep, but i wanna sleep in my living room cause it's all christmassy &amp;it's just &lt;b&gt;"blah"&lt;/b&gt; in my room. heh. bye.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nothing__foryou:1288</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/1288.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=1288"/>
    <title>nothing__foryou @ 2003-12-04T22:19:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-05T03:08:04Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-05T03:08:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">dave wants me to tell people to read his &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/juggalo215/"&gt;journal&lt;/a&gt;. lol</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nothing__foryou:1059</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/1059.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=1059"/>
    <title>nothing__foryou @ 2003-12-04T22:06:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-05T02:55:17Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-05T02:55:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">GET OVER YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;i never fucking talked about you.&lt;br /&gt;you're so self centered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god people are fuckin stupid</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nothing__foryou:942</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/942.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=942"/>
    <title>nothing__foryou @ 2003-12-04T14:05:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-04T18:56:30Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-04T18:58:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>kelis - milkshake</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;gag. i hate being a girl. i got sent home. the nurse is such a twat =\ she's being all bitchy about sending me home. i have to babysit at 330. i'm not happy about that, cause i'm all relaxed. but i get paid. i want to get my mom to take me to fashion bug @ mayfair mall, cause i saw something i wanna get mallory there for her birthday&amp;lt;3 it's so cold :( in the new puddle of mudd video the lead singer looks JUST like kurt cobain&amp;lt;3. fucker. no one can be him. &amp;the video for that milkshake song is on. haha. it's funny. bye.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nothing__foryou:626</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/626.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=626"/>
    <title>nothing__foryou @ 2003-12-03T21:24:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-04T02:20:00Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-04T02:20:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i'm a bit confused &amp;a bit angry. everyones sayin that people are "talking shit" when did that all happen? when did the world become about talking shit? WHO THE FUCK CARES IF PEOPLE TALK SHIT? honestly, i think if people say stuff its a good thing because you know who the real people are. the real friends. i know people say shit about me, i don't even care. it makes people feel better. its just fucking hilarious when people make this like the end of their world. like "OMG PEOPLE WON'T STOP TALKING SHIT." who cares? &amp;why does everyone think that they're the center of the universe when they think they're being talked about? that doesn't mean shit. PEOPLE ARE SO GODDAMN DRAMATIC. &amp;i'm glad everyone is actually having fights with people. it makes me laugh. when other people are so caught up in their stupid little lives, &amp;think that everythings about them &amp;theyre stupid problems. &amp;i'm happy because through all of this drama i know who my true friends are, i knew it all along. but until now it wasn't so clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just funny. you all act like "talking shit" is the worst thing ever to have hit you. wait till you grow up. immature little fuckers. AND YES, I'M TALKING TO YOU. haaaaa.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nothing__foryou:462</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/462.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://nothing--foryou.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=462"/>
    <title>nothing__foryou @ 2003-12-03T09:18:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-03T14:11:20Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-03T14:11:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the early november - every nights another story</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;this is my new public journal. my other journal, &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_ohno__love' lj:user='ohno__love' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ohno--love.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://ohno--love.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ohno__love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, is friends only &amp;the reason i made a public one is so that my friends from school can read it. in my other journal, i felt that i couldn't write how i felt sometimes, &amp;that pissed me off because in a journal you're supposed to be able to write how you feel, &amp;i couldn't. i'm sorry to all my friends who wanted to be on the other list, but it's just not happening. &amp;that doesn't mean in my other journal i'm talking about you. &lt;b&gt;i don't do that.&lt;/b&gt; if you don't wanna be on here let me know &amp;i'll take you off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't go to school today. i'm not feeling well. yesterday when i came home from school my stomache was being such a douche. i went to sleep cause i figured when i woke up it would stop hurting. i slept the whole night. i have to babysit tonight. gag. bye.</content>
  </entry>
</feed>
