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  <title>Off to save the world...</title>
  <subtitle>Harry Kemp</subtitle>
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    <name>Harry Kemp</name>
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    <title>New Update</title>
    <published>2005-11-20T15:13:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-20T15:13:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is my first entry in months. &lt;br /&gt;All I have to say is that the OAR concert last night was fuckin incredible.</content>
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    <title>_heres2life_ @ 2005-10-05T17:17:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-05T21:17:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-05T21:17:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">BETHLEHEM HOMECOMING SATURDAY WHOOOOO</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_heres2life_:8110</id>
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    <title>_heres2life_ @ 2005-09-19T20:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-20T00:47:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-20T00:47:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">www.myspace.com/hkemp518</content>
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    <title>_heres2life_ @ 2005-09-11T17:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-11T21:24:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-11T21:24:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's depressing that there are no good parties now that school has started</content>
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    <title>Summer</title>
    <published>2005-09-06T20:59:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-06T20:59:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Here's to summer '05.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a good one</content>
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    <title>_heres2life_ @ 2005-08-21T01:20:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-21T05:20:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-21T05:20:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Feeling This - Blink 182&lt;/b&gt;. You are "Feeling This" by Blink-182.  You're a charming, optimistic person, and you believe that sex is nothing without love.  Your friends and significant other are both equally important to you- everyone is incredibly important in your book and you are supportive of all of your friends and family. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Feeling This - Blink 182&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="90" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;90%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;The Middle - Jimmy Eat World&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="80" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;80%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Buried a Lie - Senses Fail&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="70" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;70%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Minority - Green Day&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="70" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;70%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Work - Jimmy Eat World&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="65" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;65%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;You&amp;#039;re So Last Summer - Taking Back Sunday&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="60" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;60%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Save Me - Unwritten Law&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="55" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;55%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Too Far Gone - All American Rejects&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="55" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;55%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Helena - My Chemical Romance&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="55" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;55%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Cute without the &amp;#039;E&amp;#039; 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    <title>_heres2life_ @ 2005-08-03T15:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-03T19:26:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-03T19:26:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#90E5FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizdiva.net/summer2005hit/beverly-hills.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Summer Anthem is Beverly Hills by Weezer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where I come from isn't all that great&lt;br /&gt;My automobile is a piece of crap&lt;br /&gt;My fashion sense is a little whack&lt;br /&gt;And my friends are just as screwy as me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weird, wacky summer will be better than any summer in the Hamptons!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/2005summeranthemquiz/"&gt;What's Your 2005 Summer Anthem?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>_heres2life_ @ 2005-07-10T10:02:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-10T14:02:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-10T14:02:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">aighti just got a camera&lt;br /&gt;and i cant figure out how to upload pictures&lt;br /&gt;someone help me out</content>
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    <title>I wish i was Bruce Wayne</title>
    <published>2005-06-28T04:18:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-28T04:18:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So i was reading Glennas entry on how her summer is going to be great, (even tho i dont know her), and it made me think about summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone seen that coke commerical when the people are on like a road trip and they meet all these teenagers who do random stuff? I really want to go on a road trip. I think it would totally be the coolest thing. I think ill do it next summer, when i have enough money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my summer has started out sorta exciting. Saturday was fun, went to Charlsies birthday party mad late and ended up driving her home. We went to Tollgate, i almost got sick, so we had to leave. We had a good talk in the car. We discussed this problem I have with girls, which i dont feel like sharing with everyone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a fun day, my parents have been away for the last 2 day. I thought we were going to have a party, but it never happened. I went to the movies with my little brother today. We saw the new Batman movie, which is incredible. I wish I was Bruce Wayne. I came home and pitched in the backyard. I want to play baseball in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats the end of my entry. I swear i had meaningful things to say, but i must have just forgot them.</content>
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    <title>_heres2life_ @ 2005-06-13T15:40:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-13T19:40:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-13T19:40:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I saw Ian at Dunkin Dounts with some Albany High freshman&lt;br /&gt;Dorn</content>
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    <title>Scott Raynor</title>
    <published>2005-05-31T18:03:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-31T18:03:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So today I made a very interesting discovery. I was watching a
Transplants music video on TV, and realized Travis Barker, the drummer
from Blink 182 was in the band. To be sure I went to www.answers.com or
something and sure enough, he is credited with being the drummer of the
Transplants, as well as the new drummer for Blink 182 when he replaced
a man named Scott Raynor. Now Ive always known that Scott was the old
drummer for Blink up until Dude Ranch, and it made me wonder what would
make him want to leave the band. Now i wandered around some links on
this website, and made a depressing discovery, he didnt leave, he was
kicked out. Theres a whole story and interview there, but it was really
depressing what he said, &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
"I think the greatest misconception was that I
was fired for drinking. I received a phone call from Mark, Tom, and
Rick (manager), one afternoon after a recent tour. They gave me an
ultimatum to quit drinking and go into rehab. I didn't think I needed
to go to rehab so I asked for the weekend to think about it, they
agreed. I went out and got drunk. After that weekend I realized that I
had a drinking habit that I needed to break, I told them I would go to
rehab and they said they didn't trust me. So I asked if there was
anything I could do to stay in the band and they said no. So I was
never given a reason. Another misconception is that I am somehow upset
or bitter about this. When they said they wouldn't trust me to quit
drinking I realized that I was not in the company of friends. And I
wouldn't have wanted to be in a band whom are not my friends."&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;In the interview, he says he got kicked "overboard."
If you read the lyrics to Blink's song "Man Overboard," you'll see the
lyrics are referring to him being removed to the band. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Im sorry if no
one cares, but i found this very interesting and depressing.
Youre the man Scott Raynor.</content>
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    <title>_heres2life_ @ 2005-05-31T11:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-31T15:06:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-31T15:06:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OK, its Tuesday, i have the day off, and the World of Warcraft server is down so i cant be a total nerd for the day.</content>
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    <title>New Entry</title>
    <published>2005-05-18T21:12:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-18T21:12:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">First entry in a while. I get tired of writing these things, they seem so lame. This week has been good so far. Busy but good. Today Erin Przylucki gave me a ride home, i made her the Streetlight Manifesto cd. We jammed out. It was awesome. Cant wait till the concert. Summer is approaching, and every summer I always make plans on what to do, and end up getting dissappointed. ACtually i do that for almost everything, so ive decided to stop worring about anthing. I always end up doing something and being dissapointed, or go somewhere and worry if other people are having fun, and its not that much fun. I mean i have a good time, but not the full potential of fun. lol. I need to stop worring so much about how everyone else feels, and enjoy life more often. Life is short....(Some random Sublime song, cant stand that band). This is why i get sick of livejournal, why do i bother to post how im feeling to everyone else? lol why should anyone care? i mean really people. Livejournal is like a public cry for attention. "OMG im so emo and im never happy and im going to make a big deal about nothing and try to make everyone feel bad for me" OK now im just typing random stuff, time to leave.</content>
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    <title>prom</title>
    <published>2005-05-10T00:54:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-10T00:54:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OK, prom was a lot of fun. Drove down with zoe nick and arpita. Got my boogie on. Went to nicoles, jeez i was a mess, not doing that again for a while. Anyways it was a blast.</content>
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    <title>_heres2life_ @ 2005-04-17T11:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-17T15:45:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-17T15:45:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Confirmation is today.</content>
  </entry>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_heres2life_:4303</id>
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    <title>_heres2life_ @ 2005-04-12T17:39:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-12T21:39:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-12T21:39:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OK, so about 2 months ago I made this journal, and now i think its dumb lol</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_heres2life_:4042</id>
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    <title>I laugh when you laugh...</title>
    <published>2005-04-03T23:39:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-03T23:39:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So i started this "livejournal" almost two "months" ago, and it is still just a boring "journal." I saw Tom Green on TV the other day and he kept doing that like "quotation" thing. It was really funny and its fun to do sometimes (OK ill stop). Anyways, had another good weekend. Every single baseball game has gotten canceled so far, a total of 5, and i just really want to play. Tomorrows game will probablly be canceled as well, not to be negative or anything. So Friday we had a short practice at Frozen Ropes, I finally got a chance to pitch. I thought I did really well, and Riley said I did great and that I was "definately pitching" (Actual Quote). I hope this isnt just another time where they say I did well just so I dont bother them anymore, w/e.&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was the play. Picked up Robbie Wexler and Leslie drove there. Ryen and Marianne were there. The play was excellent, Mike Sainato is the man. After I drove like 9 people over to Charlsies, probably breaking the car. We played some Asshole, i am the best. Drove Pete home as usual. Saturday it would not stop raining. Our trip to New York for baseball got canceled. I went to play frisbee with some people I never hang out with. Ben Pastel, Dan Green, Josh Hancox, etc.. Ordered some food from Sam's for dinner, the worst smelling for ever. Picked up Ryen in the rain, and ended up going to Eddie's to play Cranium for a little while. We came back to my house and watched a league of there own, AND IT IS A GOOD MOVIE! It was a fun night. Today I got my homework done real quick. Baseball and Fantasy baseball starts tonight. Im trying to get a base-ketball tournament started. God Bless the pope. :) good weekend. Later</content>
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    <title>_heres2life_ @ 2005-04-02T15:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-02T20:32:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-02T20:32:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">God Bless Pope John Paul II</content>
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    <title>Bored</title>
    <published>2005-03-29T02:22:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-29T02:22:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="width:450px;"&gt;&lt;table style="border:0px;width:450px;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:14px;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;background-color:#1F5892;width:450px;text-align:center;padding:5px;padding-bottom:0px;margin:0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys.php?id=19440" style="color:#fff;" title="ABOUT YOURSELF"&gt;ABOUT YOURSELF&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;color:#fff;background-color:#1F5892;width:450px;text-align:center;padding:5px;margin:0px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Created by &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/users.php?id=dzorber" style="color:#fff;" title="User Profile"&gt;dzorber&lt;/a&gt; and taken 34 times on &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" style="color:#fff;" title="bzoink!"&gt;bzoink!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Name&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Harry Ryan Kemp&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;January 8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Age&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;17&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Hair color&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Blond&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Eye color&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Blue&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Shoe size&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;12.5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Good qualities:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Friendly, calm&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Bad qualities:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Sometimes really lazy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;do you have a gf/bf?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Negative&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Is your 2nd toe longer than your first?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Slightly&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Do you have arches or flat feet?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Small Arch&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Hobbies:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Baseball, Music, Skate/snowboard Occassionally&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Your normal grades in school&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Idk, most of the time 90 or above&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Describe your looks&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;A face, 2 eyes. a nose, a mouth with some teeth&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Favorite food&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Bagel sandwiches&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Favorite place&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td 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Chip&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Favorite person&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Theres a bunch, people get mad when you single out&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Favorite book&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Harry Potter!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Favorite movie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Sandlot, or Ferris Bueller's Day Off&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Do you do any drugs?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Nope&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Are you happy a lot?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Yup&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Are you optimistic?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Most of the time&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Do you smile a lot?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Yup&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Do you like your smile?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;I guess&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Are you a kind person?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;I try to be&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Do you trust people?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Yes&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Do you have high self esteem?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Yes&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;What makes you angry?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;When people act like dickheads trying to show off and impress people&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;What do you do when your angry?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Point out the person is being a dick&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;on a scale of 1-10, how hot is your temper and why?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;A 5? Idk i never really get too angry with someone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;have you ever lost your temper? what did you do?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Ummm, i dont really remember&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;Have you ever been so angry you couldn't control yourself? why?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Jeez dont remember that either&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;what's the worst thing you've done when angry?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Whats with all the anger questions&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;do you explode when you're angry?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;OK this is getting annoying&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;what makes you sad?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;When people are mean to eachother&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;how often are you sad?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Not too much&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;do you cry a lot?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Negative&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;ever cried over the opposite sex?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;lol, none of your business&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;what do you do when you're sad?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;I dont remember the last time I was real sad. Idk I act depressed, try to make people feel bad for me.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;what are you most scared of?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Being alone? Drowning&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;what do you like to do with your friends?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Fun Stuff&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;are you a friendly person?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Yes&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;are you the romantic type?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Sometimes&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;do you have any siblings?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Roger that&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;do you get along?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Most of the time&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;do you get along with your parents?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Most of the time lol&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;do you have any pets?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;font-size:12px;padding:5px;text-align:left;"&gt;Negative, not a big animal fan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;color:#fff;background-color:#1F5892;text-align:center;padding:15px;padding-bottom:10px;margin:0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/create.php" style="color:#fff;" title="Create a Survey"&gt;Create a Survey&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/search.php" style="color:#fff;" title="Search Surveys"&gt;Search Surveys&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" style="color:#fff;" title="bzoink!"&gt;Go to bzoink!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>Emo entry #2</title>
    <published>2005-03-28T00:07:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-28T00:07:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is the second offical entry on why "emo" people are ridiculous. &lt;br /&gt;This work is not all mine, but I thought it was real funny so it must be posted.&lt;br /&gt;It will begin with a simple defination of "emo" thus followed by what Chernorizets Hrabr refers to as the "Emo Cycle"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo:&lt;br /&gt;An entire subculture of people (usually angsty teens) with a fake personality. The concept of Emo is actually a vicious cycle that never ends, to the utter failing of humanity, and it goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Girls say they like "sensitive guys" (lie)&lt;br /&gt;2. Guy finds out, so he listens to faggy emo music and dresses like a dork so chicks will see that he is sensitive and not afraid to express himself (lie). He dyes his hair black, wraps himself in a stupid looking scarf, develops an eating disorder, and rants about how "nobody understands".&lt;br /&gt;3. Now an emo guy, he meets Emo chick and they start dating, talking about how their well-off suburban lifestyles are terrible and depressing (lie)&lt;br /&gt;4. Emo guy is just too much of a pussy. His penis is too small, he's too depressed to bathe, and has more mood swings than emo chick, and he doesn't even have a menstrual cycle. Emo chick dumps him, saying "It's not you, it's me." (lie) as she drives off with Wayne, the school jock and captain of the football team.&lt;br /&gt;5. Emo guy goes home and cries, proceeds to write a weak song and strum a single string on his acoustic guitar. Another emo chick sees how he is so in touch with his feelings, and the cycle continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the sad truth of the emo lifestyle/music, and now that I look at how pathetic it really is, maybe the emos DO have something to cry about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK now back to Harry for and "emo" conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend: C'mon, lets have sex.&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend: I'm too sad to have sex.&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend: I'm sad too; lets have sex and cry.&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend: I'm already crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now. Im sorry I can't say that I wrote all of this myself. Some brilliant man/woman inspired this entry. Please, if you do consider yourself "emo" this entry is not to make you anymore upset.</content>
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    <title>Three Day Weekend Summary</title>
    <published>2005-03-27T04:33:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-27T23:22:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Time to update because sometimes I bore people by not writing. I have been in a wonderful mood lately. It seems that everything is finally going well for me. Anyone ever feel like nothing good ever happens to you. It makes it so much better when things go your way. This little Easter three day weekend thing has been pretty great. John got home Friday, and I had to do Stations of the Cross play for religion with some awesome kids from CBA, lol. Ryen came and hung out that night, it was a lot of fun, she got to see what a totally wierd family I have. I picked her up and it took mabye 20 minutes more than it should have, cause I didnt feel like turning the car over to John. We went to Jakes for a little then walked back and watched some of Garden State. The family came over for and Easter party thing. My mom got a little "tipsy" and spilled wine on me. Went to chill at Brent's house tonight (Saturday). He's the man. We continued our Goya coconut soda tradition. Some cop saw us walking back to Brent's with our Goyas. Im surprised he didn't say anything, we looked like frat boys with beers. I just said hi to Grace Murphy and Kelly Macken outside. They were spraying "snow." Anyways, it was a wonderful weekend. Hopefully more will come.</content>
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    <published>2005-03-23T22:50:27Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I apologize to all members of the Saturday night "party" at Leslie's house for not mentioning your names in the previous entry. You are all my "buddies".</content>
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    <title>OMGWTFBBQ (New entry)</title>
    <published>2005-03-23T01:53:20Z</published>
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    <content type="html">OK so I got a new icon or user image thing.  Calvin and Hobbes is the best comic strip ever. I know everyone is secretly a Calvin and Hobbes Fan. So prom is coming up, which should be a ton of fun, even if i dont go to the party in Lake George after. I didnt even mention prom with my parents. I don't know how they'll feel about it, but whatever. Little things like that dont really bother me anymore. This past week was pretty good. It put me in a really good mood. Hung out with some cool people. I went out to the mall with Eddie on Friday. Eddie is the man, and he really doesn't the shit girls put him through. We had some really good conversations. There are so many people I could just go "he/she is the man/best." Saying "shes the woman" just doesnt sound right, not to be sexist or anything. Saturday was pretty cool too. I've been hanging out with a lot of really fun, cool people recently. Robbie Wexler is hiliarous, and Adam Kroopnick is a pretty cool dude, even though hes a communist. I havent seen Ryen (Conley?) in like mabye four years, so that was a lot of fun. I told some really dumb stories, Played some Cranium, played some guitar, played some mafia, then drove everyone home.  I really cant wait till the summer, when you don't have to wait like 5 days to hang out with people. Anyways I've been in a really good mood since the weekend. It made me realize I do have a good life, with nothing real to complain about. I have this problem of doubting myself, which ive got to stop. Sorry this was a boring entry, ill elborate on how people who listen to EMO all the time are realy ridiculous at a later date. Now ill end the entry and leave it to someone to be a complete and total fuckhead and correct my grammar lol.</content>
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    <published>2005-03-16T00:00:13Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Look I didnt mean to upset anyone about the college entry. GO TO COLLEGE. Like Mike Sainato said, how will you be an astronaut if you don't go to college?</content>
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    <title>College</title>
    <published>2005-03-15T02:15:42Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Alright so the spring of my junior year is approaching and that means SATs are coming up. Now as a fairly studious junior it would seem a good idea that I should prepare for them. At the beginning of the year I made a futile(?) attempt at SAT preparation. I purchased a review book from a store, only to realize that it is last years copy (50% off) and it wont be of much help for the NEW SAT. I thought I would prepare myself by making vocabulary cards, I only made about 5 cards. So now this 30 pound review book sits under my bed, probably serving the sole purpose of gathering dust. Now college and SATs dont seem to be a big deal to me, which sometimes worry my, but whatever. What annoys me is when I hear people worring about getting into college. Listen, anyone can go to college, Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen go to college, Im sure you can do it to. So what if you dont get into Yale or  Penn State, you get what you deserve, and if you feel like paying $40,000 dollars a year to go to one of these so called "prestigious" universities, go ahead and spend the rest of your life in debt. At least you'll get a little diploma and a T-shirt that says you went to a school where rich kids stick their arms up their asses. Then there's the people who get into a college, but they really dont deserve to go there. "Fuck yea man Im going to college, can't wait to get the hell out of here." &lt;br /&gt;Of course its the people that spend so much time talking about how they love everyone here, and will probably end up back in Albany or wherever anyways once they fail out of college. "Fuck College"  You need real skills to go to college, like being able to walk across Washington Avenue at noon and making the cars stop without even looking at them. I'm really bored, I dont know what gets me into these rants. G-UNIT!!!!!!</content>
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