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  <title>Pick your perfect</title>
  <subtitle>Flash, and I think I've gone blind.</subtitle>
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  <updated>2004-05-01T01:59:13Z</updated>
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    <title>I've been thinking..</title>
    <published>2004-04-30T15:46:40Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-01T01:59:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The road ends here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img52.photobucket.com/albums/v158/usserysabrina/2004_0430Image0008.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:usserysabrina:24683</id>
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    <title>Join the Black and White Parade.</title>
    <published>2004-04-19T10:48:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-19T10:48:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We're dwelling in a multi-colorful, high expectational world of mixtures and designs. You're labeled by your color, name, or contents like a bowl of soup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna live in the black and white days in a Casa Blanca while leaving it to Beaver to clean up all the M.A.S.H. Everybody's treated the same, and no one worries about their makeup, hair, or clothes. In the black and white world, rainbows never fly high. Flags of sexual preference aren't flown; nobody cares either way. Everybody's loved. Let's runaway to the BW days.</content>
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    <title>Because you loved me..</title>
    <published>2004-04-03T02:35:03Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-03T02:35:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;For all those times you stood by me&lt;br /&gt;For all the truth that you made me see&lt;br /&gt;For all the joy you brought to my life&lt;br /&gt;For all the wrong that you made right&lt;br /&gt;For every dream that you made true&lt;br /&gt;For all the love I found in you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be forever thankful, baby&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who held me up&lt;br /&gt;Never let me fall&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who saw me through&lt;br /&gt;Through it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my strength when I was weak&lt;br /&gt;You were my voice when I couldn't speak&lt;br /&gt;You were my eyes when I couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;You saw the best there was in me&lt;br /&gt;Lifted me up when I couldn't reach&lt;br /&gt;You gave me faith cause you believed&lt;br /&gt;I'm everything I am &lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me&lt;br /&gt;Oohh..&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>What Would Kermit Do?</title>
    <published>2004-03-31T23:07:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-31T23:07:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've decided to go back to that church of God or Christ, whatever it is, tonight. I wanna see what all the commotion is about at Old Path.  Besides, it's not like I'm really missing much at my church. The youth group has kind of died to the extent of simply gossiping rather than actually learning. I'm 17, and as a 17 year old youth member of my church I feel deprived. You know, they always say..if you want it done correctly, do it yourself. So I'm going to Old Path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night at Campus Life, the moderator(?) asked me if I'd be willing to serve as a student advisor for the new Lanett branch of Campus Life he wants to start up. At the moment, I'm going to the Springwood sessions. I'm not TOO out of place there. At least I know Alex, and besides..this group keeps it small. The only thing is, I wonder if he did indeed start it if anyone would show from Lanett, other than me. It's something to shoot for I guess. Kinda like an off campus FCAS. Could be successful *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I found out? The key to gettin' rid of loneliness is to cut your hair. Yep.</content>
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    <title>usserysabrina @ 2004-03-30T06:57:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-30T11:59:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-30T11:59:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;form action="http://memegen.deskslave.org/viewmeme.pl?un=chi_a_baidh&amp;amp;meme=1074632017" method="POST"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;Who will you be stuck with at end of time? by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~chi_a_baidh"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;chi_a_baidh&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Your name is&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="Your name is" value="usserysabrina" size="20"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Your sex is&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;select name="Your sex is"&gt;&lt;option&gt;Male&lt;option selected="SELECTED"&gt;Female&lt;option&gt;Undecided&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Your favorite color is&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;select name="Your favorite color is"&gt;&lt;option&gt;Red&lt;option&gt;Orange&lt;option&gt;Yellow&lt;option&gt;Green&lt;option selected="SELECTED"&gt;Blue&lt;option&gt;Purple&lt;option&gt;Black&lt;option&gt;White&lt;option&gt;Other&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;You are stuck there because&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;you were dead, but then you weren't.. Look at that...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;For _____ years&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;28&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;With&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ejumpcut.org/archive/jc45.2002/szeto/imagesforsite/jackie-chan.jpg"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;He/She will think you are&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;beautiful&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;You will&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;run far, far away&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="un" value="chi_a_baidh"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="meme" value="1074632017"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Created with &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/quill18/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" style="vertical-align:bottom;border:0;"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;quill18&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://memegen.deskslave.org/"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;MemeGen 3.0&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Jackie Chan.oo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;form action="http://memegen.deskslave.org/viewmeme.pl?un=llScorpiusll&amp;amp;meme=1074626196" method="POST"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;Your True Nature by &lt;a href="http://scorpius-farscape.tv"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;llScorpiusll&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Username&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="Username" value="usserysabrina" size="20"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;The quality that most appeals to you:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Creativity&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;In a survival situation, you:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Act crazy as a diversion&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Your hidden talent is:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Discrimination&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Your gift is:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Cunning&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;In groups, you:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Play an organisational role&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Your best quality is:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Your inclusiveness&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Your weakness is:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Your lack of imagination&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="un" value="llScorpiusll"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="meme" value="1074626196"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Created with &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/quill18/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" style="vertical-align:bottom;border:0;"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;quill18&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://memegen.deskslave.org/"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;MemeGen 3.0&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, so true.</content>
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    <title>usserysabrina @ 2004-03-29T17:29:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-29T22:47:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-29T22:47:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Somehow or another, I used to believe in God. Rainbows danced with clear skies just for me. Then you came along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your religion consisted of kisses drowning in passion and whispered lies in my ears. I believed in you. And everything you said became my instinct. We grew together and fought the battles of teenage living. Then you wanted something more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reflection deceived me into thinking I'd be good enough forever. My legs didn't spread that way and my hands didn't like to play adventure games, so you decided you'd manipulate her into doing it in my place. You said goodbye, with nothing more than a sleek grin. Then you broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Razor blades glistened in the dark drawers of my bedroom, smiling at me from behind their mean edge. My arms hissed with pain and my chest throbbed with my everlasting sobs. One day I woke up, and found it was ok to breathe. To live. To die. To live again. Then I believed in me.</content>
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    <title>usserysabrina @ 2004-03-27T21:20:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-28T02:23:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-28T02:23:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I gave you my heart and soul, but that wasn't good enough for you. Nooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know it might sound crazy, but after all that I still loved you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Don't&lt;/strike&gt; forgive and forget.</content>
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    <title>usserysabrina @ 2004-03-26T11:06:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-26T16:07:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-26T16:07:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I want a hippopatumus for Christmas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a hippopatumus will do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Migraine..ah..</content>
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    <title>usserysabrina @ 2004-03-26T01:03:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-26T06:07:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-26T14:35:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The bleeding. It spreads now. I finally finished my art project: a self portrait painted in my own blood. The veins of my heart bursted open in vicious spurts the day you turned my hand away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stare into the graphite eyes, empty of oxygen and of true insight, I wonder what it is you see. I've been twisted and stretched to such great dimensions that I can no longer identify myself within a vast crowd of passerbys. You have that effect on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days pass slowly..one by one..and I continue to search for the reason as to why I must linger here. Am I a stool? A resting place for the common man? Rather small or large, I'd like to know when I become a real boy.</content>
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    <title>And if the lights are all out..</title>
    <published>2004-03-26T03:46:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-26T03:46:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have an immediate need to blush..no reason whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing was said. Nothing was done. Nothing was shared or felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel 10 again with this desire to keep my secret..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling of butterflies is making me quesy.</content>
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    <title>usserysabrina @ 2004-03-24T21:29:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-25T02:30:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-25T02:30:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yo Tiffany, if you wanna do anything tomorrow just holler at me.</content>
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    <title>usserysabrina @ 2004-03-24T10:49:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-24T15:50:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-24T15:50:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.outofservice.com/freak/results/?unique=45&amp;amp;nonconform=69&amp;amp;dissent=41&amp;amp;overall=52"&gt;I'm 52% freak!!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dances*</content>
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    <title>I ponder.</title>
    <published>2004-03-24T14:57:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-24T14:57:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Is it better to update in the morning, when everyone's still asleep? Or is it better to update in the evening when people can read your entry no later than 5 seconds after you post it? Ahh..the pondering questions of a LiveJournal user.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transvestites, anyone? I saw one last night; reminded me of Deidre. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'll stop hating.</content>
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    <title>Krystal's fries brought me straight to you..</title>
    <published>2004-03-23T18:26:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-23T18:26:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey Tiffany, remember our Krystal's expedition? To see Clay? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss it. I miss you. I miss Clay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember No Boundaries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss it. I miss you. I miss Clay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting all sappy on you guys. I'm sorry; I just really miss it..*sighs*</content>
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    <title>Trash can dreams do, indeed, come true.</title>
    <published>2004-03-23T14:32:49Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-23T14:32:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So do trailer trash dreams, I suppose. No pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so it's Tuesday of Spring Break and I'm still stuck here in lovely Lanett. It wouldn't be so bad if it was actually warm enough to go outside and do something. On the flip side, Richard may come over tomorrow and "chill". I hope so..He's one of the few SANE people in this town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rambling, and bored. Keep it real</content>
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    <title>usserysabrina @ 2004-03-21T09:09:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-21T14:09:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-21T14:09:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Happy birthday to me..*whistles*</content>
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    <title>usserysabrina @ 2004-03-18T20:07:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-19T01:08:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-19T01:08:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img6.photobucket.com/albums/v20/celestialsurfer/brina2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img6.photobucket.com/albums/v20/celestialsurfer/sunset2.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>You've emptied out my box of lucky charms.</title>
    <published>2004-03-18T12:10:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-18T12:10:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">School'll be out soon. 2 months, give or take a few days, and we're Seniors. It's exciting in a way, depressing in another. As much as I dislike school and the people in it sometimes, I'll probably cry when we get ready to leave. Out of sadness? Maybe. More or less, out of confusion. We know other people, but not the way we know these people. We don't know anything else, not really. We say we've grown up and we're ready to live in the "real world", but truly we're merely large babies. I won't be the only one lost come May of 2005. I can almost guarantee it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more cheerful note, Tiffany, Jo, and me are going dancing this weekend. I've never been, so it sure will be an experience to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all have a great one.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:usserysabrina:15308</id>
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    <title>I got a told in my nobe. Ahh..</title>
    <published>2004-03-18T12:05:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-18T12:05:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A - Age: 16, 17 on March 21st&lt;br /&gt;B - Band: Evanescence&lt;br /&gt;C - Choice Of Meat: Cheeken&lt;br /&gt;D - Dream Date: Adam Garcia(sexiness)&lt;br /&gt;E - Excites You: Dew lol&lt;br /&gt;F - Favorite Food: Chicken&lt;br /&gt;G - Greatest Gift: those little surprises&lt;br /&gt;H - Happiest Day Of Your Life: So far, Valentine's Day of this year.&lt;br /&gt;I - Internal Conflicts: concentration and procrastination&lt;br /&gt;J - Jealous: of what?&lt;br /&gt;K - Kool Aid: all of it biotch&lt;br /&gt;L - Love: don't have one..&lt;br /&gt;M - Most Valuable Thing You Own: *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;N - Number: 7&lt;br /&gt;O - Outfit: anything comfy&lt;br /&gt;P - Pizza Topping: mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;Q - Question I Want To Ask: Why me?&lt;br /&gt;R - Roots: french and native american, a little irish.&lt;br /&gt;S - Sport To Watch: gymastics and iceskating&lt;br /&gt;T - TV Show: Cow and Chicken&lt;br /&gt;V - View From The Window: Kroger parking lot and Sprayberry back yard&lt;br /&gt;W - Weather I Love: Sunny, light breeze, warm.&lt;br /&gt;Y - Yesterday's Best Meal: Taco Bell(Crawley fed me).&lt;br /&gt;Z - Zodiac sign: Aries/Pisces&lt;br /&gt;Last Cigarette: Never had one.&lt;br /&gt;Last Cry: I don't remember&lt;br /&gt;Last Library Book Checked Out: David Copperfield&lt;br /&gt;Last Movie Seen In a Theatre: Miracle (ick)&lt;br /&gt;Last Book Read: I don't remember *yawns*&lt;br /&gt;Last Cuss Word Uttered: probably "shit"&lt;br /&gt;Last Beverage Drank: water&lt;br /&gt;Last Food Consumed: biscuit&lt;br /&gt;Last Phone Call: Alex&lt;br /&gt;Last Movie Watched: Iron Jawed Angels&lt;br /&gt;Last Time Showered: An hour ago&lt;br /&gt;Last Shoes Worn: Converse&lt;br /&gt;Last CD Played: Avril&lt;br /&gt;Last Soda Drank: Dew&lt;br /&gt;Last Thing Written: "I Remember"&lt;br /&gt;Last Key Used: .&lt;br /&gt;Last Words Spoken: thank you&lt;br /&gt;Last Sleep: Last night.&lt;br /&gt;Last IM: Richard&lt;br /&gt;Last Sexual Fantasy: Mmmm... lol&lt;br /&gt;Last Ice Cream Eaten: been a while&lt;br /&gt;Last Time Wanting to Die: few days ago&lt;br /&gt;Last Lipstick: don't wear it&lt;br /&gt;Last Time Dancing: saturday&lt;br /&gt;Last Show Attended: don't remember&lt;br /&gt;Last Big Car Ride: Does FL count?&lt;br /&gt;Last Crush: ha, no comment. Ohhh no.&lt;br /&gt;Last Annoyance: ha, again no comment.&lt;br /&gt;Last Disappointment: Richard--&amp;gt;no dance&lt;br /&gt;Last Time Scolded: don't know&lt;br /&gt;Last Shirt Worn: this one right now&lt;br /&gt;Last Web Site Visited: www.livejournal.com&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER OF...&lt;br /&gt;:x: piercings = 4&lt;br /&gt;:x: tattoos = 0&lt;br /&gt;:x: height = 5'6&lt;br /&gt;:x: shoe size = 10 1/2&lt;br /&gt;:x: hair color = light brown&lt;br /&gt;:x: siblings = 3 older sisters, 1 younger&lt;br /&gt;LAST...&lt;br /&gt;:x: movie you rented = *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;:x: movie you bought = I don't buy movies&lt;br /&gt;:x: song you listened to = "There's something about you.."&lt;br /&gt;:x: song that was stuck in your head = ^&lt;br /&gt;:x: cd you bought = Some Hillary Duff thing for Rosie&lt;br /&gt;:x: cd you listened to = AVRIL, thought I already answered that.&lt;br /&gt;:x: person you were thinking of = Steve&lt;br /&gt;:x: friend you made = _gawthika_&lt;br /&gt;DO...&lt;br /&gt;:x: you have a crush on someone = not really &lt;br /&gt;:x: you wish you could live somewhere else = yep&lt;br /&gt;:x: you think about suicide = no&lt;br /&gt;:x: you believe in online dating = nope&lt;br /&gt;:x: others find you attractive = dunno&lt;br /&gt;:x: you want more piercings = yep&lt;br /&gt;:x: you drink = nope&lt;br /&gt;:x: you do drugs = no&lt;br /&gt;:x: you smoke = no&lt;br /&gt;:x: you like cleaning = yep, with music&lt;br /&gt;:x: you like roller coasters = yes&lt;br /&gt;:x: you write in cursive or print = cursive&lt;br /&gt;FOR OR AGAINST...&lt;br /&gt;:x: long distance relationships = for&lt;br /&gt;:x: using someone = against&lt;br /&gt;:x: suicide = against&lt;br /&gt;:x: killing people = against&lt;br /&gt;:x: teenage smoking = against&lt;br /&gt;:x: doing drugs = against&lt;br /&gt;:x: driving drunk = against&lt;br /&gt;:x: gay/lesbian relationships = neutral&lt;br /&gt;:x: soap operas = against&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE...&lt;br /&gt;:x: song = ... "My Immortal"-Evanscence&lt;br /&gt;:x: thing to do = sing&lt;br /&gt;:x: thing to talk about = cheese lol &lt;br /&gt;:x: sports = GYMNASTICS and uh, iceskating. yep. *nods*&lt;br /&gt;:x: drinks = dew, sprite, mello yello&lt;br /&gt;:x: clothes = old jeans and baggy shirts&lt;br /&gt;:x: movies = Kill Bill(ending pissed me off though)&lt;br /&gt;:x: singer = hm..&lt;br /&gt;:x: holiday = Halloween&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU...&lt;br /&gt;:x: ever cried over a girl = yeh&lt;br /&gt;:x: ever cried over a boy = yeh&lt;br /&gt;:x: ever lied to someone = duh&lt;br /&gt;:x: ever been in a fist fight = no&lt;br /&gt;:x: ever been arrested = no&lt;br /&gt;WHAT...&lt;br /&gt;:x: shampoo do you use = suave, fresh mountain strawberry&lt;br /&gt;:x: shoes do you wear = whatever I wanna wear&lt;br /&gt;:x: are you scared of = vampires lol&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER...&lt;br /&gt;:x: of times I have been in love? = my whole life? I'd say 2 or 3.&lt;br /&gt;:x: of times I have had my heart broken? = everyday&lt;br /&gt;:x: of hearts I have broken? = at least 2&lt;br /&gt;:x: of girls I have kissed? = none&lt;br /&gt;:x: of boys I have kissed? = Oh god, *counts* 5 I think.&lt;br /&gt;:x: of girls I've slept with? = 5 million lol NOT REALLY&lt;br /&gt;:x: of boys I've slept with? = 0&lt;br /&gt;:x: of drugs taken illegally? = 0&lt;br /&gt;:x: of people I would classify as true, could trust with my life type friends? = 3; Richard, Tiffany, and Alex.&lt;br /&gt;:x: of people I consider my enemies? = *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;:x: of times my name has appeared in the newspaper? several&lt;br /&gt;:x: of scars on my body? = bike scars multiply&lt;br /&gt;:x: of things in my past that I regret? = a lot of things&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE...&lt;br /&gt;:x: disney movie = Thumbelina&lt;br /&gt;:x: word = "whoooopi.."&lt;br /&gt;:x: nickname = Brina&lt;br /&gt;:x: guy name = Vladimir&lt;br /&gt;:x: girl name = Morgan&lt;br /&gt;:x: eye color = green&lt;br /&gt;:x: flower = a flower's a flower.&lt;br /&gt;:x: piercing on a guy = tongue, eyebrow&lt;br /&gt;:x: actor = bruce willis&lt;br /&gt;:x: actress = jodie foster&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU THINK YOU ARE...&lt;br /&gt;:x: pretty = not really, no.&lt;br /&gt;:x: funny = goofy? yes. but not funny&lt;br /&gt;:x: hot = my water is&lt;br /&gt;:x: friendly = I guess&lt;br /&gt;:x: amusing = to whom, I don't know&lt;br /&gt;:x: ugly = sometimes&lt;br /&gt;:x: loveable = definitely&lt;br /&gt;:x: caring = yes&lt;br /&gt;:x: sweet = yep&lt;br /&gt;:x: dorky = yes, all the time&lt;br /&gt;:x: a good boyfriend = SURE! lol</content>
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    <title>usserysabrina @ 2004-03-16T21:35:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-17T02:40:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-17T02:40:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey little babe you're changing. Babe are you feeling sore? There ain't no use in pretending, you don't want to play no more. You claim that you ain't no baby, that's not what your mother says. You're all dressed up like a lady, how can you behave this way. Sail away sweet sister. Sail across the sea. Maybe you'll find somebody, who will love you half as much as me. My heart is always with you, no matter what you do. Sail away sweet sister. I'll always be in love with you. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I've tried but I know you're young, you've got your whole life ahead of you, but you'd be sailing away too soon. Way too soon.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Take care from what I've told you, the heart makes a fool of me. Ooo- You know why I never hold you. I know that you've got to be free.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sail away sweet sister. Sail across the sea. Maybe you'll find somebody, who will love you half as much as me. My heart is always with you, no matter what you do. Sail away sweet sister. I'll always be in love with you.</content>
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    <title>usserysabrina @ 2004-03-14T15:56:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-14T20:56:58Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-14T20:56:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Repetition of yesterday's illnesses&lt;br /&gt;The shadows took care of me&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Golden Sun shone down once again&lt;br /&gt;and blinded me of all existence&lt;br /&gt;I can't breathe here&lt;br /&gt;I can't see your face amongst the ghosts of the past&lt;br /&gt;Rain cools my face as it melts into my exterior&lt;br /&gt;Don't drop me&lt;br /&gt;I'll break&lt;br /&gt;A brisk wind and a tap of the wand&lt;br /&gt;Send me to dance with Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;I need a Prince Charming&lt;br /&gt;If only things were so simple&lt;br /&gt;Rather, I dwell here in your shadows&lt;br /&gt;Casting myself along the wall&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to be seen&lt;br /&gt;To cause a scene&lt;br /&gt;Allowing me to look in your eyes once again&lt;br /&gt;As you turn to me for a hand&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffocating here..&lt;br /&gt;Be my Heimlich..</content>
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    <title>Richard.</title>
    <published>2004-03-14T20:18:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-14T20:18:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You don't run with the crowd&lt;br /&gt;You go your own way&lt;br /&gt;You don't play after dark&lt;br /&gt;You light up my day&lt;br /&gt;Got your own kinda style&lt;br /&gt;That sets you apart&lt;br /&gt;Baby, that's why you captured my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes you feel&lt;br /&gt;Like you don't fit in&lt;br /&gt;But when I look at you&lt;br /&gt;I see something rare&lt;br /&gt;A rose that can grow anywhere&lt;br /&gt;And there's no one I know&lt;br /&gt;That can compare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you different&lt;br /&gt;Makes you beautiful&lt;br /&gt;What's there inside you&lt;br /&gt;Shines through to me&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes I see&lt;br /&gt;All the love I'll ever need&lt;br /&gt;What makes you different&lt;br /&gt;Makes you beautiful to me</content>
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    <title>I Remember.</title>
    <published>2004-03-13T12:50:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-13T12:50:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The day you packed your things and headed towards the door with nothing more than a glance given to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you took me by the arm and shook me trying to make me understand. You only confused me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The look on your face when I told you I couldn't take it anymore. It was time for me to leave. You pretended to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dark alleys of uptown New York, your eyes glistened with pain and your legs tilted towards the sun for hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impact of your fall that day I forgot to say I cared. You are beautiful. I only forgot but now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sorry.</content>
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    <title>If you say so.</title>
    <published>2004-03-12T13:35:56Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-12T13:35:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1061402094_CWINDOWSDesktopsea2.jpg" border="0" alt="Poseidon"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Poseidon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/%3F%3F%20Which%20Of%20The%20Greek%20Gods%20Are%20You%20%3F%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/W/waywardpixie/1078265875_energyblue.jpg" border="0" alt="Blue Vibes"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your Energy is Blue. You are a creative thinker&lt;br&gt;with an active imagination. Artistic and&lt;br&gt;talented, you want to reach the stars and bring&lt;br&gt;them down to form. You are trustworthy, honest&lt;br&gt;and reliable. Others feel comfortable in your&lt;br&gt;presence as you project a non-threatening,&lt;br&gt;serene energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would do well in any of the helping&lt;br&gt;professions, as an artist, singer, diplomat,&lt;br&gt;orater, or clergy member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/waywardpixie/quizzes/What%20color%20is%20your%20energy%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What color is your energy?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/superbean/1078638628_pines_fogd.jpg" border="0" alt="tree shadow"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are a forest shadow. Your essence is that of&lt;br&gt;the tree or beast that casts you upon the&lt;br&gt;earth.  You feel a purpose to be in balance&lt;br&gt;with the cycles of life and are wise and&lt;br&gt;beautiful in your submission to the justice of&lt;br&gt;Mother Nature.  You are peaceful in nature and,&lt;br&gt;though you feel small, your spirit is precious,&lt;br&gt;strong, and mighty as the (green)forces with&lt;br&gt;which it is affiliated. (please rate my quiz&lt;br&gt;cuz it took me for freaking ever to create)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/superbean/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Shadow%20Are%20You%3F%20(with%20gorgeous%20pics)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of Shadow Are You? (with gorgeous pics)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Familarity kills.</title>
    <published>2004-03-10T23:23:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-10T23:23:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/Z/z0mb1/1048910549_esktopholy.gif" border="0" alt="I am Marilyn Manson circa Holy Wood."&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am Holy Wood Manson.  I'm sick of dealing with&lt;br&gt;everyone else's bullshit all the time.  You&lt;br&gt;want evil, I'll give you evil.  You thought I&lt;br&gt;was bad in the past... Well you ain't seen&lt;br&gt;nothin' yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/z0mb1/quizzes/Incarnations%20of%20Marilyn%20Manson/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Incarnations of Marilyn Manson&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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