<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265272</id><updated>2011-09-28T19:30:59.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Naughty feathers </title><subtitle type='html'>winter blues sucks monkey nuts. no kidding i fucking hate indiana in the winter!!! </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Raye-sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10214796145649091855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265272.post-111592008553310693</id><published>2005-05-12T12:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T12:48:05.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>need this now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://rhaplinks.real.com/rhaplink?type=playlist&amp;amp;title=need+this+now&amp;amp;ref=blog&amp;amp;rhapid=38987&amp;amp;from=house_email"&gt;need this now&lt;/a&gt;: "1. Either Way - Guster&lt;br /&gt;2. Two Points For Honesty - Guster&lt;br /&gt;3. I Spy (Live 6/17/04 Myrtle Beach) - Guster&lt;br /&gt;4. Airport Song (Live 6/17/04 Myrtle Beach) - Guster&lt;br /&gt;5. What You Wish For (Live 6/17/04 Myrtle Beach) - Guster&lt;br /&gt;6. Demons (Live 6/17/04 Myrtle Beach) - Guster&lt;br /&gt;7. Fa Fa (Live 6/17/04 Myrtle Beach) - Guster&lt;br /&gt;8. Happier (Live 6/17/04 Myrtle Beach) - Guster&lt;br /&gt;9. Sexy Dance - Paulina Rubio&lt;br /&gt;10. Lullaby - Pedro The Lion&lt;br /&gt;11. Future - Mindless Self Indulgence"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8265272-111592008553310693?l=pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/111592008553310693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8265272&amp;postID=111592008553310693' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/111592008553310693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/111592008553310693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/2005/05/need-this-now.html' title='need this now'/><author><name>Raye-sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10214796145649091855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265272.post-111447575934636728</id><published>2005-04-25T19:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T19:35:59.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't stop the beat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't want to say i'm sorry &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't want to give you the satisfaction &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't need your type of love &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But don't say goodbye &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't turn away &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't want to know what life would be like without you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cold and alone &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Without your arms around me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I couldn't live like that agian &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The loneliness is too much&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never want to feel that way agian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So I will tolerate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I guess i'll have to make due&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8265272-111447575934636728?l=pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/111447575934636728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265272.post-111439915966129050</id><published>2005-04-24T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T22:19:19.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>worst weekend</title><content type='html'>I feel so left out in my room. I don't think that my roomates like me anymore, and that makes me sad. i am so uber depressed. i can't seem to grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8265272-111439915966129050?l=pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/111439915966129050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8265272&amp;postID=111439915966129050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/111439915966129050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/111439915966129050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/2005/04/worst-weekend.html' title='worst weekend'/><author><name>Raye-sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10214796145649091855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265272.post-111383538700782228</id><published>2005-04-18T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T09:43:07.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>we're driving to OHIO!!!</title><content type='html'>ok so friday i am driving with my friend katie down to oxford for the weekend, yeah i know i am cool......anyway on the way there we stop to get some KFC. ummm ummm good. yeah well we get up to order and i get this big ass 12 peicer and katie gets an xL coke. ok this thing had a fucking handle. this was a big ass coke. we had to stop like every 20 min. It was really painful. and you know what else is painful subs that like the rules. damn regulation socks. this is a sad occurance. a verry sad and funny occurence. f-ing culver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8265272-111383538700782228?l=pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/111383538700782228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8265272&amp;postID=111383538700782228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/111383538700782228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/111383538700782228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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up! i am so undeniably happy and i have no idea why. i am even in bio getting ready to take a test that i haven't studied for and i am probably going to fail and i also have a C in humanities my safe class. yet i am in a really good mood. this makes no sense. whatever, all i know is, that i am very excited for the weekend to begin.  we are having Liz Murry come to talk to us tomorrow and that should be very interseting. no she went from being homeless on the street to harvard, tell me that is not amazing! i am so eager to hear what she has to say to us. well anyway i have to go take that test now!&lt;br /&gt;layas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8265272-110996133044408284?l=pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/110996133044408284/comments/default' title='Post 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8265272-110800560889298239?l=pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/110800560889298239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/110800560889298239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-just-love-england-and-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Raye-sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10214796145649091855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265272.post-110798334164431282</id><published>2005-02-09T16:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T16:09:01.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is sooo me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/3505/50/rei.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/208/3505/400/rei.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;Hello&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8265272-110798334164431282?l=pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/110798334164431282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8265272&amp;postID=110798334164431282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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hair suck my clothes are bad and you know what i need to loose 30 pounds. according to my mother father and grandmother. i can' please anyone! i am sick of it! and everyone says i have to dress up to go shopping. i have to be more preppy. when i was a child i woke up at 4 in the morning to do my hair. that was in like 1950, now i don't care what i look like at 4 in the morning because i will be sleeping. mom i don't want to wear a wool sweater it is 86 degrees outside! would you be wearing a wool sweater? i don't think so. well anyway i think that i have ranted enough for one day. well shit happens. i have to go now i will update later,&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8265272-110408459843203311?l=pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/110408459843203311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8265272&amp;postID=110408459843203311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/110408459843203311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/110408459843203311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/2004/12/zuit-alors.html' title='zuit alors'/><author><name>Raye-sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10214796145649091855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265272.post-110260849219737920</id><published>2004-12-09T09:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T11:08:12.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dieu le damnez </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i am so tired it is not even funny. i was up until like 4:39 last night. might i remind you that that is an extremly late and ungodly hour. well, vespers is this sunday and i am singing in the chior. i have a rehursal tonight to figure out where everything is going. i also have to be at the library at 7:30 so i can do my humanities project with sision. this is not something that i look forward to but then agian i do need to get a good grade on this so i guess i can suffer through being his babysitter. on a happier note there are only 11 days left until we go on christmas vacation. this is a very good thing. i mean i don't know how much longer i could take this not sleeping having a final every day shit. dcome on doesn't the word final mean the last or the end? so then tell me why i have 2 or 3 finals in each class? maybe they should change the name, because it gives us false hope. those bastards. yeah well anyway, i have DC saterday and on friday i get to go see this really old black and white flim with the cinema club but before that i a going to dinner with lynds and her mom. this excites me greatly.  the prospect of real food is a warming thought. well i suppose that i will write later though it might be a while because i will be on vacation soon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8265272-110260849219737920?l=pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/110260849219737920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8265272&amp;postID=110260849219737920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/110260849219737920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/110260849219737920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/2004/12/dieu-le-damnez.html' title='dieu le damnez '/><author><name>Raye-sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10214796145649091855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265272.post-110182736353988279</id><published>2004-11-30T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T10:09:23.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i am back from thanksgiving vacation and now i am counting down to christmas vcacation.  17 DAYS TO GO YAY. i know it is very sad that i am already counting down the days and it is my first day back. well you know how it is when your 15. yeah well whatever. i am in wellness class now and looking up stuff about AIDS. yeah we're having a blast. my group consists of lampert and luke.  it is a lot of fun. with all the no talking and the aversion of the eyes.  i think this has made my day. oh well anyway, i am really bored and have no idea how to remedy the situation. i was inducted into the national honor roll so that is good and my poetry is in the finals and also i am editers choice in the finals. this is a good day. plus i have started writing without you agian and that has been going well. i think that my writers block has finally un-blocked itself that makes me very happy. I MISS MY DOG NICKY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8265272-110182736353988279?l=pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/110182736353988279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8265272&amp;postID=110182736353988279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/110182736353988279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/110182736353988279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/2004/11/well-i-am-back-from-thanksgiving.html' title=''/><author><name>Raye-sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10214796145649091855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265272.post-109900277105854034</id><published>2004-10-28T17:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T17:37:10.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>and the drama continues </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I have this feeling that my friend katie doesn't really like me. I don't know it's just this feeling that I have, and I know it doesn't make sense and I know that I am problably just jummping to conclusions but I just can't shake this feeling. I think that I am just lonely. I mean I have been pretty much a hermit this month because of the play and building the set and dealing with our TD Alan. I just don't know how much more I can take before just exploding on someone. which I know would only end badly. I just came back from a long weekend break and that was relaxing. I got to watch adult swim on TV and that was cool. I was kinda sad when I didn't get to see inuyasha or tirigun or cowboy beebop. but I did get to see this way cool movie called Read or Die and that was really cool. I didn't know what I was watching for the first half hour but hey shit happens. you know I would have thought that having people read this would be weird or embarasing but it isn't. you all don't know who I am in most cases and I in most cases don't know you so I guess that is why it doesn't bother me. I found this really cool song by Snow Patrol. here are the lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Run&lt;br /&gt;by Snow Patrol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing it one last time for you&lt;br /&gt;Then we really have to go&lt;br /&gt;You've been the only thing that's right&lt;br /&gt;In all I've done.&lt;br /&gt;And I can barely look at you&lt;br /&gt;But every single time I do&lt;br /&gt;I know we'll make it anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Away from here&lt;br /&gt;Light up, Light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right beside you dear&lt;br /&gt;Louder, louder&lt;br /&gt;And we'll run for our lives&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you can't raise your voice to say&lt;br /&gt;To think I might not see those eyes&lt;br /&gt;It makes it so hard not to cry&lt;br /&gt;And as we say our long goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;I nearly do.&lt;br /&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right beside you dear&lt;br /&gt;Louder, louder&lt;br /&gt;And we'll run for our lives&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you can't raise your voice to say&lt;br /&gt;Slower, slower&lt;br /&gt;We don't have time for that&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to find an easier way&lt;br /&gt;To get out of our little heads&lt;br /&gt;Have heart my dear&lt;br /&gt;We're bound to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's just for a few days&lt;br /&gt;Making up for all this mess.&lt;br /&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right beside you dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mediamgr.ugo.com/click.ng/params.richmedia=yes&amp;UID=$random$&amp;amp;size=468x60&amp;affiliate=letssingit&amp;amp;channel=music&amp;subchannel=music&amp;amp;Network=affiliates&amp;amp;rating=g"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8265272-109900277105854034?l=pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/109900277105854034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8265272&amp;postID=109900277105854034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/109900277105854034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/109900277105854034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/2004/10/and-drama-continues.html' title='and the drama continues '/><author><name>Raye-sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10214796145649091855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265272.post-109724649422829188</id><published>2004-10-08T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T09:41:34.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well this week has been pretty eventful. i am still searching for a way to upload a picture. but Alas i think my computer hates me. OH LOVE YOU ARE SUCH A CUREL MASTER!!!!! *clearinrg throat* yes well, i am over my cold it sure took long enough. i mean i was out fer like 2 weeks! yeah anyway i am back. so now i am yet agian in french class listening to egale eye cherry and pretending to pay attention. i am very good at this if i do say so my self. which i do. in humanities class today seacean  was all like you are so brave and trying to comlement me because i stood up for my own beliefs. evne though i got trampled.  i blushed so red! i had to look like a tomato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8265272-109724649422829188?l=pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/109724649422829188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8265272&amp;postID=109724649422829188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/109724649422829188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/109724649422829188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/2004/10/well-this-week-has-been-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>Raye-sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10214796145649091855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265272.post-109603970120435573</id><published>2004-09-24T10:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T10:28:21.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>je suis malade </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;well i am sick and i am stuck in french class.  I must have gone through like 50 tissues by now. not a good thing! but hey its friday !!!!!!!!!!!!! that means i have most of the weekend to chill in my room fondiling a box of tissues and watching romance movies. yeah my roomates are leaving this weekend so i am getting my room to my self !!!!! yyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayy! as you can tell i just might need some alone time to get better. because being sick just is not cool. yeah well lynds is going to this art show with her mom somewhere in indiana, I am told that it's pretty far away and claire is going home for the weekend. {she only lives like one hour away} so lucky her! my mom and dad said that they would be comming up this weekend and chill with me. well they should they skipped out on me last weekend. yeah well any way, i live like 4 hours away so having them come up is a rare treat. yay i get to fleece them agian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8265272-109603970120435573?l=pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/109603970120435573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8265272&amp;postID=109603970120435573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/109603970120435573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/109603970120435573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/2004/09/je-suis-malade.html' title='je suis malade '/><author><name>Raye-sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10214796145649091855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265272.post-109543211312556621</id><published>2004-09-17T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T09:41:53.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee and kung fuu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;well I had my cup of coffee this morning. [a iced chi late with vinyl] that just made my Friday. I mean we also had a sleep in so the sun was actually up when I crawled out of bed and hit the worst part of waking up, the cold tile floor. I mean the night before I was burning up to the point where I couldn't sleep. Then I wake up and my room is an ice box. The world doesn't make any sense. Oh well, my parents are comming to visit me this weekend, so it is time for a major fleecing! yaaaaay! Last night my roommate and I watched rush hour 2 a fucking awesome movie I don't care what sisco says. I love kung fuu movies they are so funny. Especially the ones that are dubbed really badly and the voices aren't synchronized. It just makes the experience so much better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8265272-109543211312556621?l=pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/109543211312556621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8265272&amp;postID=109543211312556621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/109543211312556621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/109543211312556621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/2004/09/coffee-and-kung-fuu.html' title='Coffee and kung fuu'/><author><name>Raye-sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10214796145649091855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265272.post-109500622589191192</id><published>2004-09-12T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T11:23:45.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy church day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well I went to Mass this morning and that was just a little intense. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Ok on campus we have a church and we have Mass at 9:00 and we have protsant services at 10:00, and our father is kind of intense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; his homily today was all about homo-sexuality and he was all yelling about how they are all going to hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; I am straight and very religious but I do not believe that God will condemn his children to hell because they choose to love someone from the same gender.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but then again I don't really know do I? Oh man my good friend jodes was completely slammed on her live journal site.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the guy said that he hated her and that she was a worthless little prissy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;and he had the courage to post it as annoymous. so i posted back and was like grab your dick and say&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;your name chicken. i swear guys like that really pop my buttons. oh well it's over and done with i feel satisfied. but i hope jodes is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;doing ok. i never have these problems so i don't know how she feels. if anyone has any advice i would love to hear it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8265272-109500622589191192?l=pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/109500622589191192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8265272&amp;postID=109500622589191192' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/109500622589191192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/109500622589191192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/2004/09/happy-church-day.html' title='Happy church day!'/><author><name>Raye-sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10214796145649091855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265272.post-109487537626783666</id><published>2004-09-10T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T23:02:56.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>freaky shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ok my tech director is on perkasets because of the freak boating accident. So today during rehearsal she started to freak out because she thought a musk rat, yes a musk rat was crawling on her. She ran around the stage in panic and started grabbing onto me and Lindsey. She was all like GET IT OFF! And we were all like get off me. It was not a very good situation. Wow just wow, and they let this woman is allowed to come back to work. That is a definite error in education.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8265272-109487537626783666?l=pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/109487537626783666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8265272&amp;postID=109487537626783666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/109487537626783666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/109487537626783666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/2004/09/freaky-shit.html' title='freaky shit'/><author><name>Raye-sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10214796145649091855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265272.post-109482857610991180</id><published>2004-09-10T09:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T22:55:39.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another day in paradise </title><content type='html'>this weekend i get to get off campus and chill out at the mall with my good friend lyndsey. this means i can check up in the game store and possibly freak out one of the guys there. yeah me in my qute school girls uniform, walking into a game store. well i suppose that it is not as bad as last time we went to the mall on a school trip. ok lyndsey amanda and i went into hot topic [in our uniforms] and the ladies where all like "i don't think we have anything for you in here" HEY LADY don't put me in a box because of what i am wearing! those jerks. we definatly stayed in the store after that one. yeah well i just took a french test today on Le Legen baoule. i think i got 100%! and that is because i stayed up until 4:30 studing. sleep is something you learn to live without here at culver. oh well there is a football game tonight and also a drive in movie. not that we have cars, but that isn't the point. Yes anyway, i am sooooooooooo tired and am looking forward to sleeping in on saterday. well i might have to rethink that, saterday is my laundry day. Damn! Oh well i can seep in until like 9 or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8265272-109482857610991180?l=pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/109482857610991180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8265272&amp;postID=109482857610991180' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/109482857610991180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/109482857610991180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/2004/09/another-day-in-paradise.html' title='another day in paradise '/><author><name>Raye-sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10214796145649091855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265272.post-109476113904471435</id><published>2004-09-09T15:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T15:18:59.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutting the ribbon </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well this is the first day of my amazing BLOGG!!!!! Yeah! Sadly I have nothing to say right now. I will later because I have to got to theater tech today and chill out with MR I swear if he was wound any tighter a diamond could form in his ass. And our former tech director is in the hospital after a freak boat accident. And her daughter will not leave me alone like ever, and two days ago she told me she wanted to date me. I do not swing that way! Plus I don't even really like her! My week has been nothing but stress stress and more stress. I think I am getting an ulser. Oh well on a positive note it was perfect today! No clouds in the sky, sun shining, a slight breeze. Well maybe not the breeze. I have to wear a school uniform and the skirt likes to lift up. So I think I gave all the boys in company B quite a nice show. But whatever! I will have to update later I have to get to tech!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8265272-109476113904471435?l=pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/109476113904471435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8265272&amp;postID=109476113904471435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/109476113904471435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8265272/posts/default/109476113904471435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmonkeyrevolution.blogspot.com/2004/09/cutting-ribbon.html' title='Cutting the ribbon '/><author><name>Raye-sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10214796145649091855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
