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  <title>Random Rambles of A Brunette</title>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hazel_belle:16693</id>
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    <title>memories part 1:</title>
    <published>2009-12-22T02:13:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-22T02:16:29Z</updated>
    <category term="harry potter"/>
    <category term="8thgrade"/>
    <category term="why oh why"/>
    <category term="totes"/>
    <category term="crack"/>
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    <content type="html">Okay so &lt;u&gt;when i was younger I wrote&lt;/u&gt; on....&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;dun dun dun&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;QUIZILLA.&lt;/span&gt; [&lt;strong&gt;shocking right?&lt;/strong&gt;] and while i was scrouging through my old files on my main desktop, i discovered a crack harry potter fic i wrote when i think i was like in 7/8th grade and i felt that i should post it, since in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ontd&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;startre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;k chatroo&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a discussion on old haunts and shit like that (&lt;em&gt;xanga, quizilla&lt;/em&gt; really) and i figured that i should show my crappy writing as lulz for those who need the lulz....&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;COMMENTS WILL BE APPRECIATED, TOTES SERIOUS ON THAT!&lt;/span&gt;   YOU KNOW&amp;nbsp; YOU WANNA READ IT    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://fr.tinypic.com"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i50.tinypic.com/ei9svt.jpg" style="width: 350px; height: 162px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   Once upon a time Hermione and Draco were prefects. Well, obviously. They were bitter enemies and thought each other very stupid and dumb&lt;font color="#6000c0"&gt;,&lt;/font&gt; mean and nasty things. For the purposes of this story, however, they will be walking from the prefects room together, apparently disregarding the fact that they hate each other...   Harry was, also at the same time as this once upon the time, walking down the Hall where the prefects rooms was. He was feeling quite tired after spending a not so pleasant detention with Snape. (He had said his father was spiffier than Snape).   Harry than noticed something that looked like a snitch in the distance... not questioning why he ran as fast as he could to it and grabbed it...  The &amp;lsquo;It&amp;rsquo; in question was Draco Malfoy&amp;rsquo;s hair. Harry had a huge chunk of it in his hand and had knocked Draco on to the floor in the process.  &amp;quot;Oy, Potter, what in Bloody ell are you doing to my hair&amp;quot; Draco touched his head and felt around... no, NO.... &amp;quot;BLOODY HELL!!! there&amp;rsquo;s a BALD spot!!!&amp;quot;  Harry looked at Hermione. Hermione looked at Draco&amp;rsquo;s hair and laughed. Draco looked like he was going to cry, until he heard Hermione laughed, then he looked homicidal.  Hermione spoke first, &amp;quot;you&amp;rsquo;re so pale, no one will notice&amp;quot; He glared his &amp;quot;big mean Slytherin&amp;quot;glare at her, &amp;quot;I mean...&amp;quot;  Harry looks at Draco and glares his &amp;quot;not quite so scary as Slytherin&amp;rsquo;s glare&amp;quot; glare at him.  He spoke in a menacing, yet possessive voice(not like that&amp;rsquo;s possible)and said, &amp;quot;DON&amp;rsquo;T TOUCH HER!&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Damn.&amp;quot; Hermione rolled her eyes at the glaring contest.  &amp;quot;Wasn&amp;rsquo;t going to, scarface...&amp;quot; Potter lunged.  &amp;quot;What....&amp;quot; draco stared at Harry, who was lying on the floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike most stories where Harry has a great seeker build, here Harry is unable to lunge at Draco properly and ends up in a pile on the floor.    Hermione kicked Draco in the groin. Then, because she felt like it, she kicked Harry down there too.  &amp;quot;Stop fighting you too&amp;quot; she said pathetically  Weakened and dazed and muttering about how Hermione might have ruined the Malfoy line, (whose ever heard of sterile Sex god?), Draco nodded, &amp;quot;yes ma&amp;rsquo;am&amp;quot;.  Harry meanwhile, was suffering from his failed Lunge and a kick in the Potter jewels, could only slightly nod.  　  &amp;quot;Wingardium Leviosa&amp;quot; she yelled, Harry and Draco started floating in air. Hermione made them go down the Hall. She started up the stairs when the oh-so original plot idea occurred. The stairs started moving!   Draco who was recovering from the kick(mostly he was just shocked because he couldn&amp;rsquo;t see how any one would want kick him there, especially HER!)  Draco who, as the stairs was floating in the air, was suddenly distracted from his supposed pain, and looked around.  &amp;quot;Granger, why are the stairs floating?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;You&amp;rsquo;re in the air&amp;quot;  He looked down, &amp;quot;WHATTT???&amp;quot; he started screaming and his voice cracked a few times, &amp;quot;Put me DOWN NOW&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Finite incantum&amp;quot;  Draco feel, hard. &amp;quot;Ouch&amp;quot;.  Next to him Harry muttered, &amp;quot;owie&amp;quot;. Apparently, Harry had been kicked much harder than Draco.  &amp;quot;Finite Incantum&amp;quot; Harry fell and looked at Draco.  &amp;quot;What did you do THAT for&amp;quot;  Draco shrugged, &amp;quot;that wasn&amp;rsquo;t me&amp;quot; He looked at Hermione, &amp;quot;It was her.&amp;quot;  Harry narrowed his eyes at Hermione who was whistling inconspicuously.  &amp;quot;So, Draco when do you think the stairs will stop moving?&amp;quot; Harry asked.  Draco didn&amp;rsquo;t hear him, he was busy staring at Hermione. &amp;quot;What Potter?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;I SAID- WHEN- WILL- THE-STAIRS...&amp;quot; The stairs stopped moving before Harry could finish.  &amp;quot;Answer your question potter?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Uh...&amp;quot; Hermione laughed(why she would laugh at her best friend, we don&amp;rsquo;t know, but she&amp;rsquo;s a nasty ooc Hermione so there!).  Hermione looked around, &amp;quot;I think we&amp;rsquo;re lost&amp;quot;  　  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　  Harry stood up like nothing had happened. Draco looked at him angrily ,and quietly said &amp;quot;damn it Potter I&amp;rsquo;m the drama queen here!&amp;quot;.  &amp;quot;HEY HEY! I KNOW WHERE WE&amp;rsquo;RE GOING&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Oh shit,&amp;quot; Hermione and Draco said at the same time they looked quickly at each other. Harry started skipping off.  &amp;quot;Better go after him&amp;quot; She said,  &amp;quot;Yea, &amp;lsquo;cause we might never see him again if we&amp;rsquo;re lucky&amp;quot; He said happily.  &amp;quot;Quiet, you&amp;quot; she said.  Draco shut up, oddly enough, and followed Hermione who was several paces ahead.  The passed several odd looking portraits, and saw Harry enter a door.  Hermione sighed and Draco put his arm around her... &amp;quot;It&amp;rsquo;s not so bad Hermione&amp;quot;  Is he trying to hit on me? She thought, and then shrugged and nodded along.  Seeing that she was not paying attention to him in the least, Draco started having a rated R conversation with her. Not that she noticed.  &amp;quot;So Hermione&amp;quot; he said in a soft voice, &amp;quot;are you horny?&amp;quot;  She nodded again, not listening, but rather staring at the statue nearby...looked familiar...  &amp;quot;Want to go out sometime baby?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;OH CRAP THE ROOM OF REQUIREMENT!!!&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;So, that&amp;rsquo;s a yes?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;To what?&amp;quot;  He shook his head... She ran off to the door and he started muttering about not getting an answer or any.  He opened the door to find Hermione standing still, and Harry on the floor in front of a plastic sheet with big spots on it and Harry playing with a piece of cardboard with an arrow on it. So many comments came to mind but he didn&amp;rsquo;t say anything...   &amp;quot;TWISTER GUYS!!!&amp;quot; Harry looked up at Hermione and Draco&amp;rsquo;s faces, &amp;quot;Sorry about that, it&amp;rsquo;s a Muggle thing, so want to play guys?&amp;quot;  Draco was about to say no when he noticed the box...the people were in strange positions... &amp;quot;Sure Potter!&amp;quot;  Hermione nods, &amp;quot;I&amp;rsquo;ll be the spinner!&amp;quot;  Draco involuntarily twitched... Potter ... him...twister? He was saved by Harry,  &lt;dir&gt; &lt;dir&gt; &amp;quot;NO, I&amp;rsquo;M THE SPINNER.&amp;quot; Maybe scar face had half a brain after all. &lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;  Draco looked at Hermione, &amp;quot;so want to play?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Uh..sure&amp;quot;  Draco raised his arm in the air and said YES...well he did in his mind.  &amp;quot;Okay, I&amp;rsquo;m going to spin now.&amp;quot; Harry spun the spinner thingy &amp;quot;Left foot red&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Easy enough&amp;quot; Hermione muttered. Draco moved right next to her. &amp;quot;Shouldn&amp;rsquo;t we give each other room?&amp;quot; He rolled his eyes, obviously she had not noticed the interesting positions on the box...  &amp;quot;Okay, Hermione, right foot blue&amp;quot;Hermione put her foot two spaces in front of her, meanwhile Harry was having a FABULOUS time spinning.  Harry was saddened because he had to stop spinning and wait for the swirly thing to stop. &amp;quot;Draco- right foot on yellow&amp;quot;  Hermione sighed, &amp;quot;sure, Harry give him the easy stuff&amp;quot; Draco laughed behind her then moved his leg between hers and leaned on her. Hermione flinched, &amp;quot;was that really necessary?&amp;quot;  Draco smiled, &amp;quot;yes&amp;quot;.  The arrow stopped spinning. &amp;quot;Hermione, put your right hand on yellow&amp;quot; Draco smiled twister was fun!  Hermione looked at the yellow row. There was two open spaces that she could reach, one would make her fall and the other one was...between Draco&amp;rsquo;s legs. She sighed, &amp;quot;don&amp;rsquo;t be so childish&amp;quot;, she chided herself, it&amp;rsquo;s only a game.   She leaned over and bumped into Draco, &amp;quot;I uh sorry&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smirked and she looked down and put her hand between his legs.  Draco smiled. Life was good.  &amp;quot;Draco- left hand, green&amp;quot;  Draco smiled. Twister was more than fun, it was brilliant!  He reached over and found himself on top of Hermione with his hand very close to her leg, and with a pretty good view up her skirt.  &amp;quot;Nice knickers, very Slytherin&amp;quot; Hermione shrieked and fell. Draco didn&amp;rsquo;t lose his balance but fell anyways, on top of her. (Wow, wasn&amp;rsquo;t that cheap?)  Harry looked up. He briefly notice Hermione and Draco in a rather provocative position. But then, his eyes settled on something he hadn&amp;rsquo;t seen in years...  &amp;quot;The goblet of FIRE!&amp;quot; He got up and skipped over towards it.  Hermione turned her head and found her self staring at Draco Malfoy&amp;rsquo;s face.  &amp;quot;Wha...&amp;quot; she said, her mouth hanging open.  Draco smirked, well as well as anyone could when they were on the floor and leaned in....  Meanwhile, Harry did what he wanted to do for years, take a big gulp out of the goblet of fire.  Harry fell to the floor and got up he then staggered onto a chair and stared at his hands for a very long time.  Draco and Hermione were heavily snogging on the floor both were making weird sounds and Harry didn&amp;rsquo;t seem to notice.  The door opened and Two redheads stepped in: Ginny and Ron.  Hermione sort of looked up but then Draco blocked her vision and she just ...ignored them.  Ron stared at Hermione Draco for a moment, feeling nausea rise in his stomach...EW.  &lt;dir&gt; &lt;dir&gt; Ginny looked over at Harry who looked like he was falling asleep. &lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt; &amp;quot;Ginny let&amp;rsquo;s go.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Shouldn&amp;rsquo;t we take Harry?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Yea, you&amp;rsquo;re right.&amp;quot;  Ron walked past the two on the twister board, given a closer view than he would&amp;rsquo;ve liked and picked up Harry, &amp;quot;come on mate, we&amp;rsquo;ve got to go&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;NO MOMMY I WANT TO BE THEIR HEIR OF SLYYTHERRINN&amp;quot;he slurred  Hermione looked up and Draco stopped what he was doing.  &amp;quot;Hey Ron&amp;quot;  Ron looked at his friends... one who was on a trip, the other who was in disheveled clothing.&amp;quot; He didn&amp;rsquo;t know what to say...he would be having nightmares for months now.  Ginny looked at Hermione...., &amp;quot;Harry come on, let&amp;rsquo;s go, me and Ron will give you some pumpkin juice!&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Okie dokie Ginn-sy&amp;quot; Harry slurred.  Ron left Dragging Harry by this robe hood. Ginny looked at Hermione again, then turned and ran off.  Draco jumped Hermione. And as the two Weasley&amp;rsquo;s, left dragging Harry off, who was still muttering about &amp;quot;Ginn-sy, and her pigtails, you hear, different and scary sound echoing off the castle&amp;rsquo;s walls.  　  THE END</content>
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    <title>oh television winter time</title>
    <published>2009-12-15T07:19:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-15T07:21:34Z</updated>
    <category term="fotos"/>
    <category term="television"/>
    <category term="inreturn"/>
    <category term="watch"/>
    <category term="pimpme"/>
    <category term="rant"/>
    <category term="randoms"/>
    <category term="tellingyou"/>
    <category term="moretocome"/>
    <content type="html">A. Its the winter holidays coming up and this means that our dearest television shows are gonna be taking break for a while and repeats galore will bombard our television sets. for those of us who have shows on at the same time, same day but different channels have a chance to catch up on what we missed. This also allows for new people to discover new television shows and fandoms! so in honor of that tradition, here are a few shows, &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that i think should be mentioned:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I. BIG BANG THEORY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on CBS&lt;br /&gt;this is totally an amazing show. and i must share this with everyone. most people already know the basics about the show [from &lt;a href="http://www.tv.com/the-big-bang-theory/show/58056/summary.html"&gt;www.tv.com/the-big-bang-theory/show/58056/summary.html&lt;/a&gt;] '&lt;em&gt;a sitcom that shows what happens when hyperintelligent roommates/physicists Sheldon and Leonard meet Penny, a beautiful woman moving in next door--and realize they know next to nothing about life outside of the lab. Rounding out the crew are the smarmy Wolowitz, who thinks he's as sexy as he is brainy, and Koothrappali, who suffers from an inability to speak in the presence of a woman. The show distinguishes itself by being unafraid to toss scientific references and technobabble into an otherwise standard sitcom, even employing a physicist to keep things accurate. In doing so, it allows Sheldon and Leonard to do for science what Frasier's Crane brothers did for fine dining, art, and opera.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get the chance to find the url's and live upstreams to watch it, or if you want to go and support your local video chains like Hollywood Video, Blockbuster and etc, go and rent the DVD's and watch everything unfold. There two seasons available on DVD and Season 3 is currently being aired on CBS, 9:30 est on Mondays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.dabbledoo.com/ee/images/uploads/gamertell/big_bang_theory_season2_screen01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;II. NCIS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;on CBS&lt;br /&gt;another fabulous show. [information on show, once again comes from &lt;a href="http://www.tv.com"&gt;www.tv.com&lt;/a&gt;] Summary is a show bringing us the inner workings of the government agency that investigates all crimes involving Navy and Marine Corps personnel, regardless of rank or position. From murder and espionage to terrorism and stolen submarines, these special agents traverse the globe to investigate all crimes with Navy or Marine Corps ties. The show is currently on its SEVENTH season, and shows on syndication on USA Networks on M/W/TH/F from 5pm to 8pm with marathons on holiday weekend sometimes or just as fillers (please note that they do show episodes out of order). The cast of characters range from an old marine who is gruff like a grizzly but is just a papa bear to a very hyperactive goth forensic to really interesting M.E/Doctor who knows more about anything and everything than anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shown on Tuesdays at 8pm on CBS. Season 1 through 6 are available on DVD from Video chains and in a store near you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://poshposh.com/image/2009/09/NCIS%20cast%20photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;III. GLEE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on FOX&lt;br /&gt;if you haven't of at least heard about this show, than you are officially living under a rock, which some think might be the best thing because they dislike it or take it to seriously. i enjoy that this show is satire at times of high school, and especially focusing on the performing arts as its premise. Glee is really about a bunch of misfits who join the schools choir club and their instructor who beings to rope in a popular footballer and three moreand through some sneakiness three cheerleaders to create a full chorus. its how they navigate and deal with issues, and its just simply enjoyable. not to mention that its a successful musical prime time show that has been popular with viewers and critics alike.&lt;br /&gt;Although its only on its 13 episode and halfway through its first series, it has released several dozen singles from the show, a full length album and soon to be dvd release of the thirteen episodes shown so far, it was more to show to us.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Notable Guess Stars: Eve, Kristen Chenoweth, Victor Garber and Josh Groban, with plenty more to come and more guest directors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can be view on Wednesday at 9pm on FOX. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/500/35540997/Glee+Cast++in+Entertainment+Wee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOWS I SHOULD WATCH:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUE BLOOD               &lt;br /&gt;CSI: MIAMI&lt;br /&gt;LAW &amp;amp; ORDER: UK&lt;br /&gt;ASHES TO ASHES&lt;br /&gt;BEING HUMAN&lt;br /&gt;PSYCH&lt;br /&gt;JERSEY SHORE&lt;br /&gt;CHUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:8sJnabyZv42XvM:http://www.collider.com/uploads/imageGallery/Chuck_NBC/chuck_nbc_tv_show.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="width: 142px; height: 108px;" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:e297XOiFqahAHM:http://www.hellagoodrecords.com/credits/csi%2520miami.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="width: 143px; height: 108px;" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:p8FxekNz9qxiZM:http://megashareslink.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/law-and-order-uk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="width: 173px; height: 108px;" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:IdK8qTcKNBOfYM:http://www.tvthrong.co.uk/files/u847/ashes-team.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="width: 135px; height: 116px;" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:pfNM2fWm4Lf9OM:http://threetreesstudios.com/andscifi/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/being_human_menu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="width: 142px; height: 115px;" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:yDVJY0wVKjDmcM:http://sherrayrico.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/psych_wallpaper_1024x768_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="width: 149px; height: 116px;" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:CMdg0gAgRmovXM:http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GvDG17Ghm8E/Sw0998GkmSI/AAAAAAAAAyc/j9uT-Y8VfL0/s1600/alg_mtv_jersey-shore.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="width: 168px; height: 117px;" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:Y84ccL16mjFZ9M:http://tvbythenumbers.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/true-blood-22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-COMMENTS PLZ? OR OTHER SHOWS YOU WANT TO PIMP, PIMP AWAY.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i made this post to make me not think really upsetting thoughts about reading the news &amp;amp; &amp;lt;lj user=&amp;quot;ontd_political&amp;quot;&amp;gt; on some articles. i had my rage and disbelief comments but some were just depressing. but through the magic of ONTDSTARTREK chat...we raged and calmed each other down...thank you you amazing girls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also am working a rundown of music/movie post to recommend, as well as posting a few of the fanmixes and some macros that i have made for all to enjoy</content>
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    <title>ten little ficlets, all in a row (or a sad attempt)</title>
    <published>2009-12-13T20:49:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-13T20:49:50Z</updated>
    <category term="tentune"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;1&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;. Put on your music program on shuffle/random and start playing songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; For each song, write something inspired by the song. You only have the song length. No pre-planning and no writing after the song is over. No skipping songs either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Do 10 songs and post. Make sure to include the song name/artist&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 - Star Trek&lt;br /&gt;2 - Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note that some are serious and some are seriously cracky. that is all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yellow Butterfly - Meg &amp;amp; Dia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam Kirk was always the older brother, the protector, the caregiver. He loved his little brother so much, his mother summed it up best &amp;quot;He's the only thing we have left of your father&amp;quot;. He always cared for him so so much. Jimmy never knew why Sam did care so much for his little brother, three years before Jim, there was a Nicole. Nicole was a sweet and bright bubbly blonde and his baby sister. One day, they played by a small brook and he turned away for one second, and a scream tore through the field, and blood stained the rocks and river. September was a loathed month in the house of Kirk until one September....Sam learned that a little brother was on his way, and he promised that he would do what he could. Years later, he left Jimmy and he tried so hard, but Mom, Frank, Booze, School and problems had pushed him away, he apologized to Jimmy and left the farm. &amp;quot;One day though&amp;quot; he thought as he left Iowa &amp;quot;I'll come back and be your big brother again&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dont Call Me Baby - Madison Avenue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine Chapel had through out the thoughts of the bastard out her head, since the girls had taken her off to Risa on a shore leave. He messed her up and tonight, she had some look-a-like keep constantly calling her baby, like he did all the goddamn time . And she blew up at him and let the music take over, she shimmied and twisted her hips and body around. It was times like this with Janice, Nyota and Gaila; who she could relax, drink back some shots and be totally free and remind that she belongs to no one but herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soaked - Adam Lambert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing, it helped calm him down, when fighting and fucking couldn't, being able to sing with no limit or anything about your feelings. He had burned people and has been burned by people in what people, not himself, call love. And while staying away for a while and being with one person sounds fabulous, always knowing that there is that person who hasn't felt any touch is intoxicating. But after meeting him, you start to doubt that very much. You fuck up, he'd be right there to patch you up, and through the nights where neither helped but you couldn't find it in yourself to sleep, he'd sing back to you &amp;quot;soaked to the bone, sink like a stone. i'll take you home, its not the first time, its not the worst crime&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jazz Suite No.2: Waltz II - Riccardo Chailly &amp;amp; Concertgebouw Orchestra &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved to dance, it was an expression of something that could be shared with others. It was what she was taught as a child to do, but she never learned this terran style of dance until her days during the academy. It was so precise and rigid but the movement of the bodies was so free. She had it drilled in her head, and on the return of their first five year tour, he escorted her on the dance floor and in perfect timing with her, him taking the lead, &amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;o&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ne two three, box step, one two three, box, box, one two three, glide glide, twirl, one two box three&lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot; that rhythm sounding across the room, the Fiery Orion and the Crazy Scottish created a pair of dancers out of a fairy tale, for one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Release the Pressure - Logistics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started as a bartender thought that Pavel was something that could be considered an item of trade with Uhura. And as the credits started rolling in to actually buy Pavel from the Senior Officers, it turned into a bit of a screaming match with Uhura and Kirk cursing up a storm, Sulu had unsheathed his sword and by the time McCoy had heard about it, the market was in an uproar and fists flew, Kirk had called for back-up from the Security on-board and that had turned it into a brawl of epic proportions. After Uhura had pulled off some epic kicks to the head, Spock had 14 nerve pinches under his belt and McCoy had shown why Hypo's are evil (proving Jim's point) and Sulu's ability with a sword, Pavel had to bail them out of the Jail and the entirety of the Enterprise was banned from the Seti Colony, for one hundred years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carousels - Beirut&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all they did. Arguing back and forth, about his residency and continuing of his degrees, of her habitual need to spend money that they do not have and on things they do not need. It was a never ending carousel of up's and down's. Jocelyn and Leonard, Bitch and Bastard, Joce and Leo, were the names that were spewed and thrown around, or said lovingly until the ride roughly ended and became a broken bucket of rust. Divorce, Money, and other things were lost, and it seemed that his life was gone, until he discovered a man named Captain Pike and a little broken blonde man who'd become the center of the five ring circus known as Starfleet. A man named Jim Kirk, a new ride for him to feel the ups and downs with but more solid and in the end, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Off To See The World - The Chipmunks &amp;amp; The Chipettes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had ten photo albums, that held at least fifty photos in each. It was something the Command Crew did together during their first few months of their first tour. To keep things simple and to allow to adjust to each other, and this time, it was in the captain's cabin. And he had his photos out to look at them. He than told his stories of traveling around the Earth, of seeing the few remaining ruins from the 20th century and this sparse ruins that survived over two thousand years or more, in Egypt, Greece, Spain, Italy, China and Mexico and Europe. No one pointed out that fact that in those photos, he looked no younger than 15 and no older than 17, just focused on the beauty that remained. In each album, it said &amp;quot;Off to see the World, Off to Find things new&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cool Rider - Michelle Pfeifer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a secret of hers, enjoying cheesy movie musicals, particularly those made in the 1980's from the States. It was something that she did with her mother. It bonded them while growing up and the summers she spent while returning from Hogwarts. She would sing it sometimes in school and dance to it, mimicking the dance steps to the song. She'd have a blast and those thoughts got her through some rough times during her teen years but after everything settled and they were victorious. She'd bust out the song and tunes and dance, catching the eye of her own cool rider, a Blaise Zabini. And she became his pink lady, Hermione Zabini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paivan Nousu Nostajani - Varttina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She could never understand the lyrics to the song and she never understand why she even listened to this song. It was unbecoming of a aristocratic pureblood like herself. But the melody and the relaxing sound of the women's voice gave her a sense of comfort considering the world she was about to enter. A world that if she did not keep herself correct or play with deadly intent, she'd be gone and snuffed out. The drums, the flute and the strings gave her a simple strength to be Narcissa Black-soon-to-be- Malfoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Milkshake - Kelis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jim took the dare from Uhura, no one could have expected this to have happened. Jim lost the bet and the consequence was quite hilarious, a drag queen routine to that damn Milkshake song, in front of the whole ship. And Jim being Jim....took it like a man, and found the most skimpiest drag queen outfit (a pink and purple lacy corset, with matching thong and five inch porn star heels) and strutted across the damn stage, bending his body, twisting his hips and waving his ass like it was free pecan pie. No one expected their captain to be so talented, and the one who benefited the most was the CMO, who throw him across his shoulder and stomped away, one ensign swore she heard &amp;quot;No damn crew member is going to your yard but my damn self&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hazel_belle:15709</id>
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    <title>boston &amp; finals &amp; lost potential job</title>
    <published>2009-12-11T02:13:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-15T07:23:19Z</updated>
    <category term="money"/>
    <category term="finals"/>
    <category term="boston"/>
    <category term="job"/>
    <category term="schools"/>
    <category term="update"/>
    <category term="rant"/>
    <category term="honestly"/>
    <category term="bitch"/>
    <category term="life can suck my tits"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So from Friday till Sunday (11am leaving on friday to god who knows what time i come back on Sunday), &lt;/span&gt;I will be computerless and non-wireless, which is gonna be odd. the reason being? I have my cousin Kate's wedding to her husband Noel.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt; lN&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt; BOST&lt;/span&gt;ON.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yes they are already married but it was not a catholic ceremony, it was done on a military base with only her parents, his parents and her siblings. And now its the entire freaking clan gathering in Boston (the wedding is totes classic irish gathering)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; |&lt;br /&gt; |&lt;br /&gt;\ /&lt;br /&gt;So the family thought that this would be a great excuse for a nice get together before Christmas since the next time we have a biiiiig get together wont be until either the next wine tour or the summer (unless a relative dies, than it will be a sad get together...) and until the next set of weddings which would be my cousin John and his fiance Laura &amp;amp; my cousin Michael &amp;amp; his fiance Lisa.&lt;br /&gt;And those two weddings are gonna be fucking awesome. Gotta love my cousins! So that's what happening this weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today i took my&lt;strong&gt; first &lt;/strong&gt;math&lt;strong&gt; final&lt;/strong&gt;. It was a computerized final to see if i can go into the next math class, and its my second time taking it. The first time i took it, i had like 26 questions and failed it. The second time I took it, today, I had 13 questions and that was it. I was told that the less questions you have, it means the better you did and the more you receive the less you did. so i have no clue. On Monday &amp;amp; Wednesday i have my next three Finals -&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128);"&gt;History of New York&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;International Relations&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;Introduction to Genetics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; [so dnw] And i cannot register for next semester until i pay my school 209.45$ (for what i have no fucking clue but all i know is that i need to pay it) and i still need to finish my christmas shopping. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;FUCKING HELL! i am like strapped for cash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note: i lost a potential tutoring job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;I was recommended as a tutor for two teenagers who live on the upper east side in the city. One is a Junior and the other is a Sophomore, in Advanced Placement European History &amp;amp; American History, &amp;amp; The Global Regents [Honors]. I'm Damn Good in History, all i took were AP &amp;amp; Honor classes (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i took AP American History &amp;amp; Honors American History Regents @ the same time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; during my Junior Year). So we were figuring out the pay (for Four hours a day, three days a week from January till May/June= $40 an hour [$20 per kid]) and the mother was absolutely fine with it. So i left. and waited until she called me to come and meet the kids.   Never received a phone call in a week until a few days when i was told that &amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;my services and abilities come finely recommended and my consistency as a History major is a plus, that another more credible tutor came recommended and we selected her over you&lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot; and when i found out who it is....i fucking flipped the fuck out! It was the little tall ass bitch who made my life a living hell during elementary school. and that hurt.&lt;br /&gt; so i am out of a job that i could have made an insane amount of money on a job to only doing my one tutoring job and babysitting. And the really really really upsetting thing is that i did the math, and if my math is correct, i'd be bringing in the big bucks, like srs big bucks for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;$40 x Four hours = $160, than $160 x  12 hours per week = $1920 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;how upsetting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i cried for about an hour than i drank a few shots to make the pain go away. photo shows my emotion (not my photo btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2712/4054570764_e98b3b7742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="width: 312px; height: 234px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2712/4054570764_e98b3b7742.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hazel_belle:15465</id>
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    <title>youtube and boredom gives you this:</title>
    <published>2009-12-05T01:35:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-15T07:22:51Z</updated>
    <category term="really random ramble"/>
    <category term="fitspiration time"/>
    <category term="trap within a trap"/>
    <category term="srsly cracktastic"/>
    <category term="fucking hooker heels"/>
    <category term="chalga stars"/>
    <lj:music>Mnogo Sladko - Malina feat.Galena</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Last night, i was in the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;ONTD&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;Star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Trek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;chat room and we had one of our fabulous off topic conversations and i mentioned that when i am upset or wallowing...i search for random things on youtube and i like to look at what is going on in the international world of pop music and I had just recently been introduced into &lt;strong&gt;Chalga Pop&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chalga"&gt;en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chalga&lt;/a&gt;) from the Balkans area by a few of my friends and I am really digging the beat and tempo of it but i never have seen what they singers look like or what the music videos were..................until last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also did promise &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_riookierin' lj:user='riookierin' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://riookierin.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://riookierin.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;riookierin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   that i would make a post and so i am....okay happy. And i have had a shitty week and not to be fishing or whiny, please enjoy these and post your comments on it. I want to hear the crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, all i can say is that they&lt;strong&gt; are very interesting&lt;/strong&gt; and very...well their choice of outfits would make some Vegas show girls really happy and slutty teens and preteens super jealous that they &lt;em&gt;cannot&lt;/em&gt; rock 4+ inch heels and belly dancing shit. Any while the concept of beauty is vast and everywhere has what they define as &amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;gorgeous&lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;beautiful&lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;sexy&lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;exquisite&lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot; and even &amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;magnificent&lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot;(&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;and with me being very curvy and slightly plump irl and i understand&lt;/span&gt;)....some of the women look like drag queens and some of the women look like women. I do not mean to offend but when i see them...i think...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Priscilla, Queen of the Desert&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or even &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Too Wong Fu, Thanks For Everything Julie Newmar&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (both which are great movies, fyi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are a few of the videos: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malina feat. Galena - Mnogo Sladko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="32" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(FUCKING SPINNING COMPACTS FTW! FLUTTERING SPASM INDUCING EYELASHES)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malina - Strast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="33" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(Yeah...i have no words.....that is really down and dirty, thank you = Kirk's Fantasy Land)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gergana - Tarlam Tarlam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="34" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(Itsy Bitsy, Teeny Tiny Golden Bikinis are the new look for those in mining, WHY DIDN'T NERO AND AYEL WEAR THESE!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elena - Oshte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="35" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(This is the most normal one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira &amp;amp; Aziz - Ostavete Ni Na Mara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="36" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(Rumor has it that the dude is Gay...and he's making on the chick that looks kinda like a really feminine man but is actually a woman still)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are FIVE of some of the videos that i have selected to show the wide range of looks. and i think that the dancing that each of these women do in them heels is maddening and i give them props to do it in like hooker heels and not trip over themselves...so props to you ladies!&lt;br /&gt;but i think that even MTV might be a little &amp;quot;woah&amp;quot; on the clothing but than i realize that &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_passionera' lj:user='passionera' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://passionera.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://passionera.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;passionera&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  made a point &amp;quot;and aguilera in her xtina days&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who rocked the look they do now and i am not sure who was worse, or if i found my fitspiration for next years halloween?!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hazel_belle:15188</id>
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    <title>tweet cloud</title>
    <published>2009-11-29T06:57:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-29T06:57:08Z</updated>
    <category term="definedit"/>
    <category term="life"/>
    <category term="twitter"/>
    <category term="clouds"/>
    <category term="trek"/>
    <category term="random"/>
    <lj:music>summa by arvo part</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://tweetcloud.icodeforlove.com/userclouds/79a961c6ae5088ef2e21d8d358c79e1c.png" style="width: 626px; height: 747px;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i did the tweet cloud for my twitter (&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/thehazelbelle"&gt;www.twitter.com/thehazelbelle&lt;/a&gt;) and this is what came up and i think its cute. and basically its a summary of what i also post on here as well with my twitter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tweetcloud.icodeforlove.com/userclouds/8ad18267501d8ee2fe1e49c0abde6801.png" style="width: 631px; height: 600px;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this my other twitter, and its kinda more out there and more rpish, if thats a word i can use. this comes from my first twitter page (&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/caseycucamonga"&gt;www.twitter.com/caseycucamonga&lt;/a&gt;) and but both of them together and it makes for an interesting look into my life.</content>
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    <title>hazel_belle @ 2009-11-17T21:33:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-18T02:34:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-18T02:34:00Z</updated>
    <category term="sharkboy"/>
    <category term="photos"/>
    <category term="notlolcat"/>
    <category term="random"/>
    <content type="html">random &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt; deserves random &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;photos&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s653.photobucket.com/albums/uu251/gallaghercasey89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=automotivator-7-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i653.photobucket.com/albums/uu251/gallaghercasey89/automotivator-7-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s653.photobucket.com/albums/uu251/gallaghercasey89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n32bn7.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i653.photobucket.com/albums/uu251/gallaghercasey89/n32bn7.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>tag'd and spreading it around</title>
    <published>2009-11-13T22:55:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-13T23:02:28Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>your wish is my wish - sarah slean</lj:music>
    <content type="html">invisibly tagged by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_elise_the_great' lj:user='elise_the_great' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://elise-the-great.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://elise-the-great.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;elise_the_great&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and so i amma do this and amma do it right!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the eight will be  &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_sarsly' lj:user='sarsly' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://sarsly.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://sarsly.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mana_katana&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_jackschism' lj:user='jackschism' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://jackschism.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://jackschism.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;jackschism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_xaverie' lj:user='xaverie' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://xaverie.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://xaverie.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;xaverie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_passionera' lj:user='passionera' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://passionera.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://passionera.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;passionera&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_koboot' lj:user='koboot' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://koboot.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://koboot.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;koboot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_cory1313' lj:user='cory1313' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://cory1313.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://cory1313.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;cory1313&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_ihateclooney' lj:user='ihateclooney' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ihateclooney.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://ihateclooney.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ihateclooney&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_kinetic1028' lj:user='kinetic1028' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://kinetic1028.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://kinetic1028.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kinetic1028&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);"&gt;amuse me and respond&lt;/span&gt;...even if i didn't tag you...and you wanna&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);"&gt; fill this out &lt;/span&gt;please do, the more the merrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who sleeps in bed next to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body pillow which lays against the wall, so i don't kick or make holes in the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What did you last eat?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last thing i eat was a buffalo blue cheese pizza (with extra blue cheese and hot sauce) but the next thing i will eat is gonna be an appetizer like dinner with the parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What kind of books do you read?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);"&gt; &amp;hearts;&lt;/span&gt; Reading but currently reading: &amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;The Forever War&lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot; by Dexter Filkins (&lt;strong&gt;New York Times Best 10 Books of 2008&lt;/strong&gt;), &amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;Patriot Games&lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot; by Tom Clancy, &amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;The Boleyn Inheritance&lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot; by Philippa Gregory, &amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;Hot, Flat and Crowded&lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot; by Thomas Friedman and the classic &amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;The Prince&lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot; by Niccolo Machiavelli &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you could be anywhere right now, where would it be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i could be anywhere, i'd like to be watching a thunder and lighting storm with the waves crashing on the sand and purple lightening streaking across the sky and the loudest thunder booms ever in a summer house with a fireplace going surrounded by my itunes music and my laptop and a few awesome people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's really creepy?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somethings really creepy....well....creepy would be a creepy clown person stalking you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name one odd item within five feet of you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little pink tribble (technically its not a tribble but a little furry perfume ball that has no eyes and anything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's your current fandom / obsession / addiction?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fandoms are: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;NCIS&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Big Bang Theory&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);"&gt;Glee&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Star Trek&lt;/span&gt; at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What did you really want to do today that you didn't?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;having to get up at 6am on friday for a one hour and fifty minute bus trip to my college for my only class on a FRIDAY and that class just happened to be math and and and it turns out the Professor got sick and sent out an email to all the students. so i showed up and NO ONE WAS FUCKING THERE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most excited for?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate &amp;amp; Noel's Wedding in Boston in December, 21st Birthday in March and Sarah's trip to NYC, San Diego Comic Con/Road Trip to Dallas&amp;amp;Ft.Worth in July. yup....i amma be a busy bee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What websites do you always visit when you go on line?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the order: gmail, aol mail, livejournal, facebook, blogspot, twitter (both accounts), tv tropes, wikipedia, and than direct-tv to see what specials are coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What was the last thing you bought?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my own money...that would be a new juicy couture bag, a knitted purple scarf, two pairs of converse (magenta pink and green and pink) wellingtons and some mandatory books for class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you could have any pet, what would it be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kitteh: a prussian blue or egyptian mau. puppeh: akita inu or beagle or finnish spitz (yes its a dog...) and they are all pretty. look them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your past life: Tell me about it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was the daughter of chieftain  who did everything asked of her and finally did something incredible by fighting with my fellow people and than i died in battle. i was fierce, loud, wild, curious and enigmatic and absoultely heartwarming and kind. but i had a temper that i dont have know and it got me into trouble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you want right this minute, off the top of your head?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would to be able to have my license without taking the damn annoying roadtest and lots of money to pay off bills and shit. and i would like to have a nice huggable, strong and muscular man with soft skin and some scruffiness to cuddle with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where is the place you like to return to in order to calm down / relax / etc.?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my room, with my lights half on, the window slightly open to get the ocean breeze rolling in, on my bed, leaning against the body pillow and listening to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my imagination...it would be the coastal house in rhode island that i fell in love with. a complete Edwardian Manor style beach house with two parlors, secret passageways and stairs, four fire places, antique bathrooms and a captains roof with a gazebo and private trail to the beach. where it smelled of the ocean, oleander, cigars, currant and cider and cinders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find that house and buy it and make it my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How many licks does it take to get to the Tootsie Roll centre of a Tootsie Pop?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a fan, so i dont know but i would like to guess over 365 sucks and maybe 690 licks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's something you'd like to say to someone right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to let you know, thanks for letting me use you as a cuddle pillow that night. you have a comfy chest. &lt;em&gt;i &amp;hearts; ya!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are there any bits of childhood that you miss?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making my sister hang around me more. that i stuck with dancing instead of giving it up because i got discouraged. i should have not done that when i knew it was wrong and it lead me to finding out that elementary school children at horrible. and that i should have dropped a friendship awhile ago because it was rotten to my healthy and my no drama policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Say something to the person who tagged you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we meet in july...i want to have some epic times...all of us. and some of your cooking please</content>
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    <title>hazel_belle @ 2009-11-08T00:50:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-08T05:53:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-08T05:53:43Z</updated>
    <category term="rage"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http:///www.boxturtlebulletin.com/2009/11/07/16449"&gt;www.boxturtlebulletin.com/2009/11/07/16449&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;WALMART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; BANS GAY COUPLE FOR SHOPLIFTING. WHEN THEY DIDN'T EVEN SHOPLIFT ANY THING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;SERIOUSLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALMART!&amp;nbsp; GO DIAF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hazel_belle:12858</id>
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    <title>tell me yes or no</title>
    <published>2009-10-03T20:54:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-18T00:44:42Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Okay...so a lot of us have &lt;em&gt;done some stupid shit&lt;/em&gt; with friends while drunk right? And those texts and stories have become like memories for those who have the ability to&lt;em&gt; blackout and remember shit&lt;/em&gt;. So I am not sure about guys but for Girls...we are the more cooler ones when it comes and from experience (and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;the list below&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) I have done some of this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take the time, read the list, to make sure that if you do more than ten of these things in one night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU DEF SHOULD CALL IT A NIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;*30 Reasons Girls Should Call It A Night*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You have absolutely no idea where your friends are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You have absolutely no idea where your car is... wait did you bring your car??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You've become &lt;u&gt;convinced&lt;/u&gt; that dancing with your arms overhead, shaking your ass, and yelling &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOO HOO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is truly the sexiest dance move EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com/images/dancing%20gifs"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="dancing Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a1/inyouindoh/Gifs/dancing.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You've suddenly decided you want to kick someone's ass and honestly believe you can do it (bitch...i ain't playin...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; start singing 80's songs at the top of your lungs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and showing off your dance skills to the car next to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;br /&gt;6. Your bladder becomes amazingly full every 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You sit down and the room and people around you start spinning profusely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your slurring your words so bad, that nobody can understand what your saying and then when they say what, you can't even remember what you were talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You've come up with the brilliant idea that you can create less hassle on your friends by just &amp;quot;sleeping over&amp;quot; at a your guy friend's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You see beers all over a table so you lift each one up until you find one half full and chug it when no one is looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. You talk to stupid skanks you really hate and tell them you really do like them and that ya&amp;rsquo;ll should be friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;12. You pass out at the party. And the next morning there is writing all over your face and limbs. (If you pass out with your shoes on, you are fair game).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/passed%20out%20drunk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x265/scottcal92555/drunkwriting.jpg" alt="passed out Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. You find yourself peeing behind random buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. You become overly enthusiastic when someone offers you $20 dollars to make out with your friend (when you totally would have done it for free). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The man you're flirting with used to be your TA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. You've suddenly taken up smoking, and become really good at it. 		&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Every conversation starts with a booming,  &amp;quot;DON'T take this the WRONG WAY but...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Your make-up is smeared all over your face and somehow you have still managed to make out with 5 different guys. very classy.&lt;br /&gt;				&lt;br /&gt;19. The urge to take off articles of clothing becomes strangely overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Your eyes just don't seem to want to stay open on their own, so you keep them half closed and think it looks exotically sexy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. You yell at the bartender, because you think he cheated you by giving you lemonade, but that's just because you can no longer taste the vodka. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. You think you're in bed, but your pillow feels strangely like the bathroom floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;23. Your &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;hugs begin to resemble wrestling&lt;/span&gt; take-down moves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. You begin to think you're a really good dancer and anyone within arms reach becomes your new dancing partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. You've taken off your shoes because you believe it's their fault that you're having problems walking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. You can't feel your phone vibrating in your pocket and then when you look to see what time it is, you find you have 7 missed calls from someone you &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;supposively&amp;quot; met at the last party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;27. One minute you're strutting your stuff, the next minute you're rolling on the ground, and you can't seem to remember the transition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. You can no longer feel your face or limbs so you flail your body about to try to regain feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. You call your ex-boyfriend 1,000 times and leave lots of really nice voicemails saying that ya'll need to hang out more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. You start hugging strange people and having great converstations with strangers at random food places.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hazel_belle:12571</id>
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    <title>Writer's Block: My Dream Job</title>
    <published>2009-09-15T00:51:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-15T00:51:59Z</updated>
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My Dream Job?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously...one damn hard question...but easily answered. My dream job would definitely have to be a Historical Researcher for a Major Motion Picture Company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to believe so but logically and logistically, it is probably a high improbability for me to actually receive that job but a girl can dream right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'd be one step closer to living in LA/Hollywood and doing what i love for the majority of my work life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Woah</title>
    <published>2009-09-14T15:22:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-14T22:42:23Z</updated>
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    <category term="fail"/>
    <category term="vma&amp;apos;s"/>
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    <content type="html">So for those of us who liveblogged the VMA's in the chat room last night...thank you for giving me major enjoyment and lol's because hoshit its better to watch with people than by oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;update-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1.&lt;em&gt; La&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 255, 0);"&gt;dy Gaga ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;d a killer a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 204);"&gt;nd electrify&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ing perfo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;r&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mance&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;but the end tail of it was a wee bit off one's rocker..and five of her fashion changes through out the night were like &amp;quot;whoa wtf and ftw&amp;quot; but her date was &lt;u&gt;Kermit the Frog.&lt;/u&gt;.so thats like major props!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. KANYE WEST OR AKA THE ULTIMATE DOUCHEBAG MADE TAYLOR SWIFT CRY! like srsly...who makes Taylor Swift cry!!?!! I hope that you loss some shit dude....that was low class and even Beyonce was shocked and appalled at your actions... Stop drinking the Henny and being a pussy bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Pink had a rocking perfomance... hoshit...Acrobatics was majorly GQMF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....and her body and outfit were looking fierce. I mean come one SHE &lt;em&gt;ARRIVED ON AN FDNY Firetruck &lt;/em&gt;for the lord's sake. that is a fierce entrance. Props hun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Jay-Z and Alicia Keys for the finally. BRING THE VMA'S BACK TO ITS HOME IN NYC BB!!!! It was a show stopper guises lik legit old school epic Jay-Z shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MUSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; PLAYED AT THE VMA'S TWICE! TWO SETTINGS AND IT WAS EPIC. OUR LIVE BLOGGED SINGING AND DANCE ROUTNINE MAKES YOUR MIND BLOW UP. &lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;\O\ /O/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Other than that, with the exception of the winners and the losers, it was good. If you want a full rundown check out the MTV website or any pop news website or magazine for the photos and the rundowns. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hazel_belle:12176</id>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Memo to Myself</title>
    <published>2009-09-09T23:40:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-09T23:40:56Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you could travel back in time, what advice would you give to your younger self?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=1014'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=1014"&gt;View 561 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
1) Do not listen to a word he says, he is only going to hurt you in the end. And &lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;his love is not worth the hell he will put you through.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) For God sakes, Stop your bullshitting around and pick up your game and you wouldn't have had to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Mr. Hatalos's advice is not to be taken because he will make you switch majors and cause confusion in your selection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) When you go to Mexico on the family vacation, &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;please dont dance with the nice gentleman in the armani suit&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;...just stay away from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;em&gt;Tell your Uncles and Aunt that you love them very much because you'll only have them for a few more weeks&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) When you reconcile with your half sister, dont tell her that you have the cash on you, because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;she'll steal it &amp;amp; place the blame on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;strong&gt;Trust Jeanna&lt;/strong&gt;, you've recently meet but she is a better sister than your sister from Dad's first marriage. She gives you the support you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Remember that Dave really does like it when you bite on his clavicle...even though he says its feminine, YOU WILL LOVE THE REACTION HE GIVES YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Don't fuck up your time and class work at Adelphi, it is more important than you think it is. Trust me, Life outside the class work and stress will mess it up and cause you grief that you do not need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) &lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angela will abandon y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. After &lt;em&gt;sixteen years of friendship&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt; one stupid, very stupid arguemen&lt;/em&gt;t on her health and mental capacity, you will not hear from her for over two years and when she does contact you, its to tell you that she misses you and the friendship and that the lack of understanding on my part is why it fell apart. Don't believe her, &lt;u&gt;it will save you heartbreak &lt;/u&gt;and you are better off without her, no matter how hard it hurts and it will hurt for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Be yourself and when you have the chance to soar, take it because when you get your chance, it is so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Don't take the easy road out. Be a true lady and do the proper thing....don't let her go by herself, go with her and hold her hand, comfort her after the entire thing and when she has the nightmares, you'll be a better person for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 13) &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Believe. As your mother and her mothers and those Irish mothers have come before have told us time and time again (and possible a Kennedy saying) When in doubt and despair, the Irish turn to God. It hasn't failed us in the last 300 years or so, It is something that works and wont have you wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>stole from Elise...and done because I have lacking life..&amp;lt;3</title>
    <published>2009-09-08T13:29:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-19T03:43:38Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Wonders Never Cease - Morcheeba</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you 100% over the last person you kissed?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Yes...he was a douchebag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you wearing something that belongs to someone else?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing my own camisole but my ex's incredible expensive ed hardy sweatpants that i got paint on... take that you bastard!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who was the last person that left you a comment?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ljuser ljuser-name_tarkonator" lj:user="tarkonator" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tarkonator.livejournal.com/profile"&gt;&lt;img width="17" height="17" class="ContextualPopup" src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" alt="[info]" style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: bottom; padding-right: 1px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;http://suave-badass.livejournal.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning Bike Ride, Breakfast, Manicure &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;Pedicure and Waxing, Shopping, Evening Bike Ride, Dinner ONTD_ST Chat, Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you a fan of iced coffee?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really but I do like the DD's Strawberry/Raspberry Coolatta's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is there a girl that knows everything about you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is someone who knows everything about me that I know and that I think I know, her name is Amanda and she is the most amazing friend, sister, heterosexual life partner that I have. She is my rock at times and i don't know what would happen if she wasn't in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is the last thing you did before finally falling asleep last night?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did i do? I talked to the lovely people in the ontdstartrek chat until i could no longer sleep and than thought about me socking my ex-boyfriend in the jaw and busting a few knuckles of my own. And than i had a happy dream in which I was at my own wedding dancing to a song in a simple champagne colored dress with white oleanders and pink roses scattering the floor and i slept fitfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What woke you up today?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cell phone ring tone of Chris Pine, Zach Quinto and the creepy interviewer from E, screaming about loud noises...my alarm clock blaring like a truck horn and my ipod to Halifax's cover of Straight Up (originally done by Paula Abdul)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What color shirt were you wearing when you had your last kiss?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mhmm, I was in a blue dress with a man's oxford button up over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you own any clothing that has a school's name on it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Adelphi University, the Naval Academy at Annapolis, Notre Dame and i think UCLA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where is your number one person on your friends list?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number one doesn't exist on LJ, except on the friends list that have recently added you and than goes into the reverse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where is the last person who posted on your friends list?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;suave_badass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on correctly guessing the lyric to the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you anything like you were at this point last year?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was upset and not in a good place but life was rolling along. I am in a better place now with much more to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Were you in a relationship at this time last year?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. &lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;WORST MISTAKE EVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever made out in a basement?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes; In my house, my ex's house, the basement of my dormitory, the basement of my university's science and language lab, my friend's basement, the basement of a sports complex and the basement of a bar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you know anyone who's name starts with a C?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name begins with C. C is for Casey and Cookie and Cutie and Corny and Cuddly and Cashmoney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you know anyone &lt;i&gt;whose&lt;/i&gt; name starts with a Q?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quinn Michaels and Quindon Raquel Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where is your cell phone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently laying on top of my stuffed rabbit that i have had for over 21 years (&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;i had it before i was born and its like frakenstein with stiches and holes and patches and a missing eye&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When was the last time you talked to one of your best friends?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DMhm, that would be at least yesterday...my cousin Stephanie who counts as one of my best friends. and dont be like... she is your cousin that doesn't count. IT DOES TOO NYAHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where did your last kiss take place?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Kissing is on your mind isn't it??) The last kiss I had was drunken makeout at a bar with a guy I really dont remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think anyone has feelings for you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would hope so because I am a good girlfriend and friend in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you wearing jeans right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, all my jeans are inthe wash!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you a patient person?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that supposed to be a joke? No? I am only patient if people are patient with me and thats like half the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you secretly love someone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do celebrity crushes count? if so than yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last thing you ate?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was classy. 3 Mini Hot dogs, One spare rib, Helman's Macaroni Salad and Orange Juice and Seltzer mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you know people with your last name that you aren't related to?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Her mom's name was Pat and she married in to the Gallagher's like my own Mom. Her Husband and My Dad went to the same elementary school as Me and the girl did, we also had the teacher she had, and we were in the same class for four years together. My name is Casey, her name was Kerri....it got confusing after awhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you unhappy with someone right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...a few people, who in my real life, are being jerks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is the last person you kissed mad at you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Seriously, whoever wrote this...did you have a myspace breakup or something? Srsly WTF?!) Ugh, like I said, NO! NOT MAD AT ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who was the last person that called you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie at 4:55pm....yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you the youngest person living in your house?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Both of my older sisters are off on their own in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you still speak to any of your classmates from elementary school?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Most of us have had fallings out with each other which is ridiculous because we all fucking friended each other on facebook and when you guise post shit, makes me feel like a stalker because i am no longer a fixture in your life and frienship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What color are your eyes?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Srs Q?!!!) I am not dignifing this with a proper answer but LYKE MAI EYES ARE SO TOTES HAZEL-HONEY BROWN WITH TINTS OF BLUE, GREEN AND GREY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you have a little sister?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the baby. I have an older step-sister from my father's first marriage and I have an older half-sister from my mother's ex-fiance/boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Does anyone call you baby?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunkenly, yes my bff Nora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can you honestly say that things are running smoothly for you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. It things went smoothly, I would have to ask if the apocalypse was coming tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;In the week, have you felt stupid?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For doing this quiz when i could be sleeping but I have self-preservation or sleeping skills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you regret something?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't regret something?&amp;nbsp;I mean we all regret things we do but if we can get over that little hump, it might makes life easier guises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Explain your relationship status?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happily single. And getting ready to mingle but loves to be single as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What did you do today?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rode my bike- LIKE A BOSS | Went to the beach- LIKE A BOSS | Took a nap - LIKE A BOSS | Yelled at the Douchbag- LIKE A BOSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is something bothering you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infact, I have a soapbox:&lt;br /&gt;1)The chick Peter bangs in S2 of Heroes: What the Fuck Happened to her?&lt;br /&gt;2)Why is that Macy's never carries my size in dresses but when i go to Sear's the have it in my size, always.&lt;br /&gt;3)That damn bum on 116th street who is wearing 2008 Jordans but begs for Cash like there is no tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;4)The Metro&lt;br /&gt;5)My lack of Sleep&lt;br /&gt;6)The fact that my knuckles are still in pain from hitting the Douchebag ex-boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;7)People need to STFU and GTFO because I am just really getting the hang of driving...YOU ALL SUCKED AT FIRST TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THATS THE END OF MY SOAPBOX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three days from now, will you be in a relationship?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......Nope......Will still be happily but missing the cuddling single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm, in front of my family at my Great Aunt's funeral. I really only cry at funerals (Does that make me a bad person or a good inner strenght?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What time did you wake up today?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight in the Morning, on the dot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What did you last say out loud?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Think a lot before you sleep?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually have last-minute waking dreams, which are usually explorations of whatever imaginary landscape or scenario I've been constructing throughout the day, only more dream-like. Better visuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think relationships are ever really worth it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Srsly Creator.....?) Yes Relationships are worth it. The end, you can't have good without that, and thus we have the facts of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can you sleep without blankets covering you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only if it's warm enough but normally, i have a coocoon of blankets swarming my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you hate the last person you kissed?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OH FOR FUCKS SAKE!&amp;nbsp;SRSLY CREATOR...THIS IS SRS BSNS! FOR THE LAST TIME, NO I DO NOT HATE THE PERSON THAT I MADE OUT WITH! I BARELY REMEMBER THEIR NAMES, AND I WAS COMPLETELY ASS FACE DRUNK LIKE LINSDAY LOHAN. I MADE OUT WITH A HOT ISRAELI AND A HOT GREEK DUDE BECAUSE THEY LUVVED MY NEW YORK ACCENT. SO NO I DO NOT HATE THEM, I WISH I REMEMBERED THEIR NAMES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you jealous of someone right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM TOTES JEAL. LIKE RiGHT FUCKiNG NOW AND ME, MYSELF AND I ARE TOTES FUCKiNG PROFESSiONALLY DONE WiTH HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How many drugs have you done in the last 7 days?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dayquil, Nyquil, Advil, Midol, Tyelnol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Did you kiss anyone when it turned 2009?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard of something called Pon Farr. Research it, its interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where is your favorite boy right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM BOOK SLUT.&lt;br /&gt;I WILL DO SOMETHING FOR AN AMAZING BOOK&lt;br /&gt;USE ME AND LET ME BE YOUR LITERARY COQUETTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Explain how your last kiss went.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W.&lt;br /&gt;T.&lt;br /&gt;F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU NOT SEE THE GIANT RED AND BOLD LETTERING? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When was the last time someone said you were cute?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This question doesnot deserve answering because it has techniqually been answered several times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whose house were you last at besides your own?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A neighbors for classy food and rockband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's 4 in the morning, your phone rings, who is it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a drunken friend, calling me in response for my drunken phone call at 3am to their phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is there someone you want to fight?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna kick the shit out of my douchebag ex boyfriend, like i was a cage fighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you usually do right when you wake up?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up, roll out of bed, take a shower, brush my teeth, do my hair, take a pee, get dressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is there someone that you can trust with all your secrets?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda. the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you regret anything you did in the past three days?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO DOESN'T REGRET SOMETHING. STUPID QUESTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you in a good mood?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let's say you get pregnant, who do you tell?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Neighborhood to let them know that a new hellion is on its way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you find smoking unattractive?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;The smell of a cigar however is comforting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What were you doing at 7:00 this morning?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you done anything sneaky lately?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO DAMMIT, I AM STUDENT NOT AN ILLEGAL CRIME MISTRESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my godddddddddddddd this is endless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your phone rings, it's your most recent ex. What do you say?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);"&gt;EXACTLY THIS :&amp;nbsp;FUCK YOU YO DUCHEBAG COME AROUND MY HOUSE AND I ROMPER STOMP THE SHIT OUT OF TUMMY. DO NOT FUCK WITH ME ANYMORE....I HAVE A MARINE, SIX ARMY, THREE AIRFORCE AND TWO NAVY MEN IN MY FAMILY...I KNOW SOME SHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I bet you miss somebody right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBVIOUS SURVEYOR IS OBVIOUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is there someone you will always be attracted to?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBVIOUSER AND OBVIOUSER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If your boyfriend or girlfriend smoked pot, would you care?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not around me, or in my house, or in my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think the last boy and the last girl who said i love you to you cares for you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;serious&lt;br /&gt;emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When was the last time you laughed really hard?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Night on the Chat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The boy/girl you truly care about needs you at 3 AM, would you go?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do whatever I need to do for them, because if its legal or even morally gray it sounds fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you broken the law in the last 3 days?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download some tv shows and music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you know anyone that smokes weed?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half my town, Half my college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How about tonight?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like TONIGHT, TONIGHT&lt;br /&gt;GONNA GET SOOME TONIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;In the past 5 months, kissed anyone with the name starting with a M?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO I AM SURE GOLAN AND NIKOLAS DONT START WITH ME &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is your #1 single?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRLFIGHT AND I WANT YOU DEAD BY BROOKE VALENTINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you want to do right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get my mani and pedi and some fucking lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is your #3 single?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, Happily married to man named Kevin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's something you really want right now, be honest?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUDDLES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is your #4 single?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUICK! I GOTTA DISTRACT EVERYONE FROM MY OBVIOUSNESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is at your house?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who are you talking to right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE.&lt;br /&gt;MIND YOUR BSNS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When's your birthday?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STALKERING 101 - BE BLATANTLY OBVIOUS&lt;br /&gt;SEND ME A GIFT LOVERS!&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hazel_belle:11624</id>
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    <title>Ipod Meme Challenge</title>
    <published>2009-09-06T00:06:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-06T04:50:35Z</updated>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <category term="challenge"/>
    <category term="ipod"/>
    <category term="genre clash"/>
    <content type="html">Step 1: Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;Step 2: Post the first line from the first 20 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;Step 3: Strike through the songs when someone guesses both artist and track correctly.&lt;br /&gt;Step 4: For those who are guessing -- looking the lyrics up on a search engine is CHEATING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE WE GO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I am alone but adored, By a hundred thousand more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Is it too late? Nothing to salvage.&lt;br /&gt;Friend or Foe - t.A.T.u as guessed by &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mana-katana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;font&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;As I was thinking about the things that you said I looked up to the sky to see a cloud passing by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) We both know why we're here, i see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) My heart is beating faster, Can't control these feelings anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Can you hear my heart beat in this bond, do you know that behind this bond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I found God, on the corner of West and Amistad&lt;br /&gt;I Found God- The Fray as guessed by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cory1313&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I won't run when the sky turns to flames, and I sure won't budge when the earth starts to shake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) He said I'm worth it, his one desire. I know things about him, you wouldn't want to read about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) All alone in this heat, m-yy thoughts start to wander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) I got a lot to say to you, yeah i got a lot to say&lt;br /&gt;Crush Crush Crush by Paramore as guessed by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suave_badass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Gabriel, Gabriel, j'attends Un peu de sentiments Que ton &amp;acirc;me se jette &amp;agrave; l'eau Dans mon corps oc&amp;eacute;an&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) My body's 21 but my mind is ageless, my memory is M.I.A. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)&amp;nbsp;Out one day Walking one day Out one day, with you hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Anyone can loose it all, Anyone can loose it all If you don't heed your warnings call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Can peace keep thsi from happening, waging fear we can't forget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Oh, Well imagine, As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor, And I can't help but to hear, &lt;br /&gt;I Write Sins, Not Tragedies - Panic at the Disco as guessed by both&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; mana-katana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cory1313&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) I will not make the same mistakes that you did, i will not let myself cause my heart so much misery&lt;br /&gt;Because of You - Kelly Clarkson as guessed by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cory1313&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) I remember when I found out about chemistry, It was a long long way from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Caught in the middle of a crossfire, Lost my balance on a high wire, Trying to figure out what to do&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hazel_belle:11334</id>
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    <title>Best Pre-Birthday Gift Ever!</title>
    <published>2009-08-23T21:22:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-23T21:22:15Z</updated>
    <category term="new york new york"/>
    <category term="california lovin"/>
    <category term="st"/>
    <category term="gifts"/>
    <category term="trip"/>
    <content type="html">Okay, so i turn the magically number of twenty one in march (2010, thank you very much) and i just got the best news. Although, I'll be going with my mom to visit her old friend and her kids, I will be in San Fransisco and Los Angeles for about close to a week or two possibly. I am so excited really because .... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one its California&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;two its San Fran (home of starfleet btw)&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; third- LA..comeon..LA!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome gift because i get to travel and fly again....and i get to go to California for the first time, never been over to the West Side of the United States and all that jazz because even though its a bit of distance from San Fran to LA, it is something that has to be done and visited and many photos taken. Don't know what exactly is going on in March over there but I guess we still got&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;St. Patricks day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to celebrate in San Fransisco or Los Angeles and my post birthday celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is making me squeel like no other because, if i can swing, I'd love to meet up with a few ontd_star trekkers from the group and stuff. Also not to mention best birthday gift ever so far...except for the 2011 trip (well parents are paying for air fare only) to the British Isle's and Republic of Ireland (thats another best birthday gift/belated graduation gift from high school/ graduation gift from college gift)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hazel_belle:11125</id>
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    <title>Pine + Quinto = Pinto</title>
    <published>2009-08-20T01:53:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-20T01:53:12Z</updated>
    <category term="same"/>
    <category term="mash up"/>
    <category term="wtf"/>
    <category term="random"/>
    <content type="html">here is what Pinto and Quinto look like through celebrity morph. PINTO is smokin hot btw.&lt;br /&gt;Did Celebrity heritage thingy and the daddies did not pop up but guess who did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage.com - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" title="MyHeritage.com - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage"&gt;&lt;img width="500" height="574" border="0" src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/K/storage/site1/files/91/85/82/918582_309607c1bac8a4wej1e604.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hazel_belle:10866</id>
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    <title>SERIOUSLY?</title>
    <published>2009-08-18T06:37:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-20T01:34:40Z</updated>
    <category term="omg"/>
    <category term="crazy"/>
    <category term="no way. honestly"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage.com - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" title="MyHeritage.com - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage"&gt;&lt;img width="500" height="574" border="0" src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/K/storage/site1/files/78/68/02/786802_45170474b4a8a4wpfilj04.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.... Three are &lt;em&gt;Bollywood actress&lt;/em&gt; and the other three are &lt;em&gt;Hollywood actresses&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Renata Tebaldi!&lt;/span&gt; The Photo for this one was taken in August 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to double check to see if I get any constant hits, i took another one and used a photo from around October 2008. And lets see who I get this time, seeing a pattern?&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;This time I still get&lt;strong&gt; Kareena Kapoo&lt;/strong&gt;r but I also got &lt;em&gt;Amisha Patel and Sung Hi Lee&lt;/em&gt;. Throw in some &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;Katie Holmes, Jennifer Garner and Billie Holiday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;and a smattering of Jensen fucking Ackles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage.com - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" title="MyHeritage.com - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage"&gt;&lt;img width="500" height="574" border="0" src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/S/storage/site1/files/91/77/62/917762_307021885ac8a421olmb03.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO NOT WIN AT LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY WHY WHY!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hazel_belle:10630</id>
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    <title>most random but will be liked by all:</title>
    <published>2009-08-12T07:07:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-12T07:09:37Z</updated>
    <category term="pinto"/>
    <category term="postage"/>
    <category term="most"/>
    <category term="sugahlumps"/>
    <category term="welcome"/>
    <category term="random"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/hazel_belle/pic/00001yc2/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/hazel_belle/pic/00001yc2/s320x240" style="width: 335px; height: 280px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i thought you might like it. is smexy no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/hazel_belle/pic/00002rba/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/hazel_belle/pic/00002rba/s320x240" style="width: 401px; height: 351px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ladies do like captain's sugahlumps, uh uh uh we like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hazel_belle:10340</id>
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    <title>Book Update</title>
    <published>2009-08-06T04:58:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-06T04:58:38Z</updated>
    <category term="catholic"/>
    <category term="book"/>
    <category term="topic"/>
    <category term="school"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Spoke to my co-writers and we have narrowed it down.&lt;br /&gt;We are going to focus on our four years, four chapters in a &amp;quot;unit&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;Four Units plus little interludes about the all boy perspective and the opinion of public school kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, if we ever get passed the first couple of pages. this will be done by anonymous names or alias's.&lt;br /&gt;We have and outline of four four years with an introduction and and outro, kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically since no one that this would mention know i have a livejournal its all good.&lt;br /&gt;Here is what will be mentioned:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a) retreats&lt;br /&gt;b) school events&lt;br /&gt;c) what really are in those water bottles?&lt;br /&gt;d) the hierarchy, the status, the cliches and the gauntlet&lt;br /&gt;e) Estrogen overload&lt;br /&gt;f)&amp;nbsp;gym class&lt;br /&gt;h) interactions with other all girl schools and all boy schools&lt;br /&gt;i)&amp;nbsp;catholic vs public&lt;br /&gt;j) Teacher, Teacher please be fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything anyone wants me to add or elaborate on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>PART 4 OF ABCS OF THE ENTERPRISE</title>
    <published>2009-08-03T06:28:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-18T00:45:59Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">PART 4 OF ABCS OF THE ENTERPRISE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J- James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jim heard those scary five letters, he knew that he was in trouble but when those words were used by any angry woman in his life (and especially one angry man with several dozens hypos-prays at his command) it was time to turn tail and hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I, Jim Tiberius Kirk, Captain of the USS Enterprise, NCC -1701, would like to present these examples as a testament in my Captain&amp;rsquo;s log&amp;rdquo; Jim spoke very captain-like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim gave a glare worthy of his second officer and continued &amp;ldquo;Example one, Winona Kirk nee Queen. My mother used my first name when she was exasperated by my antics for when I did something that her &amp;lsquo;boyfriend&amp;rsquo; thought was wrong&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Examples two, three and four belong to the three most powerful women on this ship. Lieutenants Nyota Uhura, Ensign Yeoman Janice Rand, and Lieutenant Christine Chapel&amp;rdquo; Jim said drawing each name out respectfully, as if one of them would jump out and swat him on the back head if he said anything else. Jim looked around and felt relief &amp;ldquo;This normally means I&amp;rsquo;ve done something stupid or I&amp;rsquo;ve done something very reckless that saved the crew and injured me. Or I&amp;rsquo;ve disappointed them, I rather make them angry than disappointed, disappointed women makes me sad&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;And lastly&amp;hellip;but not the least is my CMO, Leonard McCoy, also referred to as Bones. When he uses James, it means I have done something even more stupid and reckless and to the point where it was borderline damaging, and that is mostly to my body and my sanity.&amp;nbsp; Or when I need to release and talk to Bones, he uses James to relay what he can&amp;rsquo;t say with mucking it up with curses&amp;rdquo; Jim turned off the recorder and sighed. &amp;ldquo;Drinking rum alone, really makes a guy sappy&amp;rdquo; he thought to himself before downing the tumbler and heading to the replicator in the mess hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K- KILLER! KILLER! YOU&amp;rsquo;RE THE KILLER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down in the lower levels of the bowels of the USS Enterprise was the SCMOR also known as the Security Camera &amp;amp; Mobile Operations Room; it was down here where the unlucky red shirts on Security duty were assigned because it was boring and dull. You would think that there would be some shit going down on the Enterprise because as Lieutenant Ianto Adams (Cupcake as the Captain calls him) said &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re putting over four hundred over sexualized young adults on one ship for five years with a Captain who is a Nympho and his senior crew all have issues. Some shit will go down!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did do any good and hardworking Ensigns do when bored to death, or tears, which ever come first. They put on a show of sorts, and since one of the ensigns in communications was on a 21st century entertainment binge, they took a scene from a show about a boy and the world (or something like that&amp;hellip;they weren&amp;rsquo;t quite sure). It seemed to involve a stupid masked killer killing high school students throughout various places to get two stupid lovers back together again. One of the few women in security command, a Lieutenant Aishwarya Patil roped Ensign Boyce and Keeler into playing two parts, a character called Shawn and Corey, while she would play the female lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some aggressive tactics by Aishwarya, as instructed by Nyota and Christine, others were involved in this crazed thing to pass the time (the male&amp;rsquo;s in security learned that women who were taught by the Fabulous Foursome, or Nyota, Christine, Janice and Gailia were scary and not to be questioned when they want to do something random, bad things happen). So as they rehearsed bits and pieces, and they were actually getting in to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ianto &amp;ldquo;Cupcake&amp;rdquo; Adams had nicely asked to given a role and was given the character of the slightly bumbling and idiotic Eric, who was special, but he kept up messing his line&amp;hellip;one simple line, instead of saying the one line he said variations that kept Aishwarya throwing random things in his direction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;LE KILLER&amp;hellip;IT IS YOU&amp;hellip;MURDERER!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;DUN DUN DUN...KILLER&amp;hellip;NOT THE KILLER&amp;hellip;DUN DUN DUN&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;KILLER&amp;hellip;NOT THE KILLER BECAUSE I AM HOT!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Dammit Cupcake, if you do not get it correct I WILL KILL YOU AND THE CAPTAIN WONT PROSECUTE ME!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Cupcake was preparing to say his line properly, the lights started to flicker eerily in the room and a large squeal was heard. &amp;ldquo;I get it Kaur, I&amp;rsquo;ll say it properly&amp;rdquo; Cupcake said reluctantly. &amp;ldquo;KILLER! KILLER! YOU&amp;rsquo;RE THE KILLER!&amp;rdquo; BUT YOU&amp;rsquo;RE GONNA TELL ME YOU&amp;rsquo;RE NOT BECAUSE HOT!&amp;rdquo; He yelled out while creepy music started to play, with even creepier lyrics began to bleed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Welcome to the Enterprise! Where most red shirts go to die! That&amp;rsquo;s rights&amp;hellip;Red Shirts don&amp;rsquo;t survive!&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;There&amp;rsquo;s no Hypo, There&amp;rsquo;s a phaser! It wont be no fun but only one will survive!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four red shirts huddle together in fear, considering that they face aliens on a daily basis and sometimes one of their own doesn&amp;rsquo;t come back, its natural to be afraid. The music continues as the scream and run out of the room, yelling back and forth to each other that it was their minds playing tricks on each other and that it would never be mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they ran away&amp;hellip;Scotty stepped out of the darkness with a voice changer and microphone and started laughing, &amp;ldquo;That&amp;rsquo;ll teach&amp;rsquo;em ta slack off now!&lt;br /&gt;L- Lip-gloss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was common knowledge on the Enterprise that Kirk got ass a lot, as did Bones and sometimes Sulu and maybe Scotty but what no one knew was that Pavel Andreivich Chekov had the ability to kiss a woman and automatically tell them what lip gloss flavor they were wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did not matter if they kissed him on the cheek or the lips or the top of the head, it was a gift from having several sisters, female cousins, aunts, a mother and two crazy grandmothers. No one believed him until he told everyone that he would prove it to him or her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while the Enterprise was currently traveling towards the new Vulcan Colony, to deliver some more supplies and receiving other packages. The senior bridge crew (Alpha) and dozens of other crewmembers were in the mess hall as well watching this new event. It was just one of the odd quirks that everyone was in the processing of learning about each other. Some were awesome and some were not so interesting and others were just really not on a need to know basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this lead to Chekov being blindfolded, hands tied and standing still while three women and two men were standing in a line. &amp;ldquo;Alright&amp;hellip;place your best bets! Gentleman and Ladies, three credit chips to start off!&amp;rdquo; Sulu snickered out to the small crowd while Uhura just slapped him on the head and told him to &amp;ldquo;Knock it off! Or your boo wont be the only one to hit it&amp;rdquo; Sulu stopped his hollering but kept on taking bets, Chekov would appreciate the money in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chekov felt the first lips and thought &amp;ldquo;Female lips, Wanilla raspberry lip-gloss&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;The second went next &amp;ldquo;Female lips&amp;hellip;Vatermelon lip balm, not shiny enough&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;And so on went with number 3 being &amp;ldquo;Male&amp;rsquo;s lips, no flawor but chapstick&amp;rdquo;, Number four was another female with a cherry bubblegum blast gloss-chapstick and the forth being a male&amp;rsquo;s lip with cinnamon chapstick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gailia being the first was quite impressed with the Ensign ability and kissed him again for being correct calling him &amp;ldquo;her genius Russian-baby boy!&amp;rdquo; Christine and Jim gave him a hug while Jim slipped him a few credit chips for being correct. A member of the science department was randomly selected to be a part of the madness chuckled at the antics but congratulated him no less. And the fifth one, well Chekov automatically knew who it was and it was Sulu because he had an addiction to a Burt&amp;rsquo;s Bee Chapstick that was a cinnamon flavor (and he could remember his lover&amp;rsquo;s lips quite well).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening Sulu and Chekov made at least over 500 credits to be shared with Uhura. And Sulu had the chance to kiss Chekov and taste his lips.</content>
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    <title>ABCS OF THE ENTERPRISE PART 3</title>
    <published>2009-08-03T06:27:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-18T00:48:47Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">AN: Part 3 of the ABC&amp;rsquo;S.&amp;nbsp; I own nothing mentioned in any of the shorts&amp;hellip;since half the stuff that I mention were created and copyrighted well before I was born&amp;hellip;so logically I cannot claim anything, except my mind.&amp;nbsp; The letters we have today are G &amp;amp; H &amp;amp; I !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G- Great Gamma Gambles Grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyota Uhura, Head Communications Officer and Lieutenant aboard the USS Enterprise does not care for bullshit or douchebaggery of any type. So when working with men like Kirk, McCoy, Mitchell, Scott and sometimes Sulu it can get annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when during a movie night, an ensign in Engineering brought up a very old movie about a man in a cape who ran around fighting crime with a kid in spandex, she knew it would have repercussions the next day and what a headache she would have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Holy Cannoli Keptain&amp;hellip;we will be arriwing at Star Base in three hours at our current speed&amp;rdquo; Chekov said spinning happily around in his chair to face Kirk. Jim could only smile at the young ensign and replied &amp;ldquo;Great Googly Mooglies, Chekov, thank you for the update&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyota starred at the two men, as Sulu and McCoy walked out on to the deck discussing &amp;ldquo;Dammit Jim, I am a damn doctor not a...GREAT GEORGIA GAMBLES, Jim are you wearing a cape?&amp;rdquo; Sulu glanced at both Jim Kirk and Pavel Chekov and to his not-so-surprise the two men were wearing capes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyota just threw up her hands and looked at the bridge &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll be on break for the next shift. When I get back this bullshit better be over or I&amp;rsquo;ll ring your own damn holy bells!&amp;rdquo; and stomped off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four men looked at Uhura&amp;rsquo;s backside and departing figure, smiles creeping up on their faces &amp;ldquo;Good job Sulu, sweet April&amp;rsquo;s fools joke, Think the rest of the crew will catch on?&amp;rdquo; Jim asked, Bones shook his head and gave a slap his back &amp;ldquo;I told the nurse staff to speak Batman when Uhura shows up or anything&amp;rdquo; he replied while Sulu showed him a memo from Scotty &amp;ldquo;All speaking replicators will speak Batman when Uhura gives command&amp;rdquo; Sulu read out loud and a laugh was shared but stopped immediately when Spock entered the bridge, he wouldn&amp;rsquo;t find it funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the morale of the story is that when one does not care for bullshit or douchebaggery&amp;hellip;.do something to annoy them until they give in, and at 1850 in the mess hall of the USS Enterprise, Uhura finally gave in and screamed &amp;ldquo;GREAT GAMMA GAMBLES GRANDPA!&amp;rdquo; into Kirk&amp;rsquo;s ear and walked away to screw Spock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H- Happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To one man the sound of happiness was the whoosh of thrusters in battles, the shaking and rattling of nacelles and the thought that with their hands they could fix anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To another, happiness was in the hug of their child, all their hopes and dreams and innocence across their face with a smile, and a sweet southern voice talking about school, friends, ponies and dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a woman, it&amp;rsquo;s the fact of finding pure bliss in the arms of a person who doesn&amp;rsquo;t judge, hate or discriminates against what you are but accepts it and in turn acts like you. To that man it&amp;rsquo;s the fact of knowing that you&amp;rsquo;re in control of your fate and that all the openness of space and its grandeur is yours to explore and discover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for one, the sound of happiness is the echoing of laughter throughout the halls, the voices of man and female, young and old vibrating, creating an orchestra that is its own.&amp;nbsp; For the USS Enterprise that is happiness, flying into battle, the little enjoyments of human life and seeing her children grow in to proud soldiers, peacekeepers, lovers, diplomats, engineers and medical workers. That is happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-&amp;nbsp; Intership gossipfest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a private quarter room sat four young women with several bottles and even more shot glasses. &amp;ldquo;Now I know why Len likes whiskey!&amp;rdquo; Christine Chapel said contently, nursing a shot of whiskey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three other women let out a giggle &amp;ldquo;Rumor has that you are Bones are reconnecting with your deep southern roots&amp;rdquo; Gailia snickered out &amp;ldquo;So yaride em like a cowboy yet?&amp;rdquo; Janice asked with a twitch of smile on her face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhura just wrinkled her nose, &amp;ldquo;Come on Tine, just come out and say it.&amp;nbsp; Your fucking Leonard McCoy!&amp;rdquo; she said reluctantly. The three women just starred like you do when you&amp;rsquo;re tipsy and want something; Christine released a lady like snort and shrieked, &amp;ldquo;YES I AM FUCKING LEONARD MCCOY!&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls released a howl of laughter and several rounds of whiskey, vodka, rum, tequila and hyper-vodka later. Christine got the other girls to admit who they were doing. &amp;ldquo;Spock may be a Vulcan but he&amp;rsquo;s packing some major heat ladies&amp;rdquo; Uhura drunkenly admitted and covered her mouth before laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janice knocked back two shots and sang out &amp;ldquo;Little ole me is getting some tweaking with Monty Scotty. Ladies&amp;hellip;he has the magic fingers&amp;rdquo; She pushed the bottle to Gailia whose green complexion looked paler with the amount of alcohol in her system. &amp;ldquo;Nice choice ladies but you&amp;rsquo;re forgetting one thing, I got the man who saved our planet&amp;hellip;.I am banging Captain Kirk-a-Licious!&amp;rdquo; The room erupted into laughter and in one unified voice sang out &amp;ldquo;Bones boom-boom Kirk while Sulu vroom vroom Chekov!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on the women fell asleep and slept through two shifts. Word got around on the ship that there was some fun in the red room that night.</content>
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    <title>this is an emo post but had bad day</title>
    <published>2009-08-02T04:16:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-02T04:16:21Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; have come to accept something that has been following me for the past couple of years and it is something that is highly depressive;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;i am alone in the sense of friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with this sentence? I am a sweet, outgoing, loyal, funny, person who would do anything for their friend and would rather hang out at a small restaurant with good stories and good food than get piss drunk and forget the night. If you need me, I will be there as soon as possible. So why is that I cannot keep a friend, or the friendship fades, along with me in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at my facebook a lot and see everyone with updated photos of going out with friends and doing random crap. I see all their smiling faces, joyous expressions, cuddling with friends, boyfriends and girlfriends, i see posts on their wall discussing things gone by and &amp;quot;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ohmygodimissandloveyou&lt;/span&gt;&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rememberthattimeyoudidthatthingthatwecantdiscussandMAGICWORD&lt;/span&gt;&amp;quot; and poof instant replies. but when i try and ask people to get together, they are ignored or are brushed off and get responses like &amp;quot;maybe next time&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;oh def, we should do something soon&amp;quot; or or the best one of all &amp;quot;i don't know&amp;quot;. It hurts. it hurts really really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if I am doing something wrong and no one will tell me. i understand that some people will be closer to others and i am totally cool with it. i just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want to have at least one friend &lt;/span&gt;who wont mind when i am emotionally confused or emotionally drunk and all i really want is to have a non-sexual cuddle to make me feel better, i want &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone to not make fun of me for like geeky things&lt;/span&gt; and being geeky at times. I want to know that if i tell some person my deep fears, regrets, secrets, hopes and dreams that i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wont be made fun of and they wont be like &amp;quot;thats stupid&amp;quot; or just brush it off.&lt;/span&gt; Sometimes &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-size: 78%;"&gt;i cry myself to sleep&lt;/span&gt; to purge my emotions but it never works and makes me feel even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for flying fuck sakes, my parents are starting to take a proactive interest in this by explaing to me that sometimes friends fade away for a reason and its normal. my family is pushing me into doing this and that, the are even pushing for me to go to the bars by myself and drink to meet people. I don't want that, i want the people i call friends to ask ME TO DO SHIT. i always ask to do something or make plans and it never works, always fall through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>INTRO</title>
    <published>2009-08-02T04:13:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-02T04:13:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">oh hai there everyone!&lt;br /&gt;updating on lj&lt;br /&gt;lets see what happens in my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) driver's ed is crap&lt;br /&gt;2) i am poor&lt;br /&gt;3) my boobs hurt like crazy&lt;br /&gt;4) i love ONTD_STAR TREK!</content>
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    <title>alphabet star trek soup!</title>
    <published>2009-07-22T20:45:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-10T04:51:42Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Here are a few shorts of star trek that I have written. maybe they will get read on here as well. i own nothing except the ideas in my mind okay?&lt;br /&gt;please enjoy them since as i wrote them, i found them to be funny and so did my friends who helped me write these shorts.&lt;br /&gt;It is the alphabet's chance to get the spotlight in the vast array of nu!STAR TREK FICS!&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;                &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;ALPHABETICAL SNIPPETS OF LIVES OF PERSONNEL OF THE USS ENTERPRISE:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;*Here are some short snippets of the lives of the crew man of the Enterprise, some you&amp;rsquo;ll recognize and some you wont but here is where a cracked-out round robin done by friends and me. Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;A- Allergies&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;&lt;i style=""&gt;Godammit Jim, is there anything in the universe that you are NOT allergic too&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;rdquo; Bones yelled at him in the mess hall, the heads of the crew turned and saw their Captain running away from their Chief Medical Officer brandishing a hypo-spray.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;&lt;i style=""&gt;Stay away from me with that thing Bones. I am not a fucking donkey you can pin a tail to&lt;/i&gt;!&amp;rdquo; was Jim&amp;rsquo;s response, weaving in and out of the tables and the people in the mess hall, using all his skills to escape his best friend.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;&lt;i style=""&gt;Apples, Pears, Gramicidin, even fucking penicillin &amp;amp; metronidazole, and so many other freaking things. Your medical history is making my life miserable Jim! Get back here, so I can figure out what to give you&lt;/i&gt;!&amp;rdquo; Bones yelled, surprisingly keeping up with Jim&amp;rsquo;s erratic running motions&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim turned his head and panicked a bit and made a jump out of the mess hall by leaping off a table in to the hallway like a gymnast. Bones ran faster and caught him in mid-air and stabbed him with a hypospray. &amp;ldquo;&lt;i style=""&gt;Screw you Bones! Stop attacking those hypo&amp;rsquo;s on my neck!&lt;/i&gt;&amp;rdquo; Jim sulked out, giving sad eyes and stomping out. Bones smiled and followed after him, before sticking his head back in and making the announcement that everyone would dread and spread around.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;&lt;i style=""&gt;Starting in two weeks, to this day begin the ship wide mandatory physicals of all senior bridge officers and crew members, no exemptions alright&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;rdquo; he drawled out sadistically in an upbeat and very southern accent.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The dozen or so crewmembers in the mess hall became deadly silent and one female officer released a wail.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;&lt;i style=""&gt;Does this normally happen on here&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;rdquo; the newest ensign Remus Keeler asked his bunkmate Ensign Phillip Boyce. Philip looked at his friend and sighed, &amp;ldquo;&lt;i style=""&gt;Yes and a lot of weirder things my friend, the admiralty like call us the Island of Misfit toys but it&amp;rsquo;s always entertaining&lt;/i&gt;&amp;rdquo;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;B- Blasphemy &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There were several things that were considered sacred to one Lt. Co Montgomery Scott. The ship he was assigned to be was to be his love, his life and what he would spend 24 hours keeping in running order, Friends were essentially to keeping his sanity but with his friends&amp;hellip;the sanity part was hard to keep, a good whiskey, a good woman, keeping in contact with loved ones, a decent sandwich.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today was Mister Scott&amp;rsquo;s No Good, Horrible, Very Bad Day because 1) some stole his whiskey that his mam sent from Scotland, 2) His best engineer, Gailia was in med-bay with a terrible terran flu, 3) the replicator was broken and not making sandwiches and most of all there were Engineers toying around with his ship, making loud and banging noises.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Scotty stood in horror, as they were touching and playing around with his lady, the Enterprise. He felt violated and looked towards his Captain, who looked amused and upset that these &amp;ldquo;non-Enterprisians&amp;rdquo; were playing around. &amp;ldquo;&lt;i style=""&gt;Go ahead Scotty, I let the them look to appease Starfleet Command, and so do your thing&lt;/i&gt;&amp;rdquo;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Scotty&amp;rsquo;s eyes light and responded with an &amp;ldquo;&lt;i style=""&gt;Aye&lt;/i&gt;&amp;rdquo; before marching down to the hull, screaming holy hell, and starting off with what would describe to his senior crew &amp;ldquo;&lt;i style=""&gt;A War cry that would make William Wallace proud and started with multiple shouts of BLASPHEMY! BLASPHEMOR! SACRELIGIOUS! UNHAND MY SHIP YOU FIENDS!&lt;/i&gt;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;C- Cake!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Everyone who was everyone knew that the birthday calendar in the mess hall was too sparkly, too avant-garde for a ship of the Enterprise&amp;rsquo;s caliber but seeing the happy face of one Ensign Pavel Andreivich Chekov and the threatening faces of Lt. Uhura, Lt. Sulu and Captain Kirk, if any word was said.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today on the birthday calendar stated that it was Lt. Uhura&amp;rsquo;s birthday, along with Yeoman Janice Rand and throught out the halls and through their shifts, they received warm wishes and loud shouts of &amp;ldquo;Happy Birthday&amp;rsquo;s&amp;rdquo; and even a rousing rendition of &amp;ldquo;Happy Birthday&amp;rdquo; sung through out the communication system. Janice Rand smiled through out the whole day as she grabbed her birthday buddy&amp;rsquo;s hand and told her that Chekov had something for them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As she dragged her from her station on the bridge at the beginning of her break and to the mess hall, The two women gave sweet smiles at the young ensign who stood holding a small non-replicated cake, with the names Nyota and Janice in red icing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Happy Birfday my friends!&amp;rdquo; he said &amp;ldquo;Tradition for friend to receiwe small gift, you like?&amp;rdquo; was the next thing that came out of his mouth&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nyota Uhura looked at Janice Rand and asked &amp;ldquo;Cake or Death?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Janice laughed and said &amp;ldquo;Cake!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;D &amp;ndash; Dance Off&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;AYO&amp;hellip;SPOCK! YA CREW SUCKS, YOU DANCE LIKE BABIES!&amp;rdquo; Nero cried out to his cousin, his hands on his hips in the most effeminate manner known to man, transcending a 20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; century icon name as RuPaul, and Nero&amp;rsquo;s crew didn&amp;rsquo;t help by chewing gum and cuddling into each other.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Nero&amp;hellip;must you continue to use slang that is well past its prime in this century, it is quite annoying but it suits your educational levels quite well. Our dancing skills are far superior to yours in different ways&amp;rdquo; Spock drawled out as he stepped away from the personal bubble that formed between them, giving a slight growl as the crew of the USS Enterprise (over 480 strong to Nero&amp;rsquo;s 200) giving a massive sound of &amp;ldquo;AWW SHIT SON!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Clad in a gold pimp suit, a hat with purple feather trimmings and a wooden walking stick was Captain Kirk-a-licious. &amp;ldquo;My bruddahs, my main Vulcan&amp;hellip;Spock, how you doing babay!?&amp;rdquo; he purred out giving Spock a tight bro hug, with a slap.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;This fool of a Romulan is bustin&amp;rsquo; up yo spot, and I gots the best idea. A Dance off to prove that yo crew is da best babay!&amp;rdquo; Kirk said like it was super obvious. &amp;ldquo;Romulan versus Vulcan, Cousin versus Cousin. Master versus Bitchass&amp;rdquo; Kirk sent that comment directly to Nero, who he still has a grudge against for taking away his Daddy and Daddy&amp;rsquo;s lover.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Spock nodded; as he commanded his Lady Uhura brought out the most epic boom-box known to the Federation, and turned it on as it busted out a cheesy techno remix song of the 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; century. Nero stepped away from his crew by swing his arms out and crip walking to center and switching into really creepy interpretive mime dance that made Kirk cry.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Spock released a yell and the music end and the song end. &amp;ldquo;My turn fool!&amp;rdquo; he said.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And a most popular tune of the 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; century came with the funkiest lyrics &amp;ldquo;ALL MAI SINGLE LADIES!&amp;rdquo; Spock jumped into the air with a half twist and ripped off his clothing to be wearing a one strapped leotard and kitten heels and busted out into the Singe Ladies dance, hip swiveling and gyrating include.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The cheers erupted while Kirk-a-licious cried out for Spock &amp;ldquo;MAI BABIES, HAVE MAI BABIES BOO!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;AHHHHHHHHHH NIGHTMARE&amp;hellip;BAD IMAGES&amp;hellip;BAD IMAGES!!!!! GODDAMMITT!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;ldquo;OH МОИ ГЛАЗА, МОИ ПЛОХИЕ ГЛАЗА ОНИ ГОРЯТ! МАМА&amp;hellip; SULU ПОМОГАЕТ МНЕ!&amp;rdquo; came the conjoined cry from the cabin room of one Hikaru Sulu and Pavel Andreivich Chekov. In a flash they both sat up and starred at each other in fright.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Did you dream that&amp;hellip;dancing? Pimps?&amp;rdquo; Hikaru cried, as he felt Pavel sit on his bed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Da, wery scary&amp;hellip;my wisibility is hurting now, newer mix whiskey &amp;amp; wodka together again da? Chekov asked Sulu, who could only nod and as he watched his friend go back into his bed, he got himself comfy and turned to look at Chekov on last time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Joo know that eet is going to be wery odd on bridge tomorrow. Keptain in peemp suit is odd&amp;rdquo; Chekov drowned out before falling back to sleep again. Sulu nodded and fell back to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Neither of them hearing the faint refrain of the song in their cabin and a ghostly voice sing &amp;ldquo;IF YOU LIKED IT THAN YA SHUDDA PUT A RING ON IT!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;E- Empathy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was times like this that Jim felt that the weight of being a Captain was terrible. He didn&amp;rsquo;t realize that the amount of dedication that went into this position, he knew that they taught you what you need to know for the Command track but to actually be in the seat and know that you are in control of hundreds of lives was frightening on many levels.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;He made sure to know everyone&amp;rsquo;s names and little things about that person because he knew that there was a chance that out of a five year missions, there would be some causalities taken and he didn&amp;rsquo;t just want those people to be a name and number and a generic letter of condolences.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They lived on this ship, created a life and family units, and he watched over each one.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;He remembered what Pike had told him before he walked into the Enterprise&amp;rsquo;s bridge before everyone else. Admiral Pike had sat next to Kirk, at where the navigator and helmsman sat and starred at him deeply with concern and pride. &amp;ldquo;&lt;i style=""&gt;Whatever you do, you need courage. Whatever course you decide upon, there is always someone to tell you that you are wrong. There are always difficulties arising that tempt you to believe your critics are right. To map out a course of action and follow it to an end requires some of the same courage that a soldier needs. Peace has its victories, but it takes brave men and women to win them&lt;/i&gt;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kirk knew that with courage came all that was mentioned but neglected one. The power of Empathy, to understand how his crew feels when there is a loss of a member of their tight knit Enterprisian family, or when to do what is right and wrong for people and to do that for himself as well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;F-Flora and Fauna &amp;amp; Merryweather&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;When Scotty got the transporter working after being somewhat knocked around, he beamed up the Captain, the First Officer and the Chief Medical Officer. Instead of being in their standard uniform of Command Gold and Science/Medical Blue&amp;hellip;they were dressed in little dress with funky looking hats on their head.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lieutenant Nyota Uhura and Nurse Chapel were there in the transporter room waiting with Scotty and after a few awkward seconds burst out into laughter. &amp;ldquo;Oh my&amp;hellip;this is great!&amp;rdquo; Uhura crowed out in laughter, holding onto Christine who could only snort into her hand.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Goddammit Chapel, what in tarnation are you snickering about?&amp;rdquo; McCoy growled out roughly while Kirk and Spock glared at the women and Scotty.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Lieutenant Commander Scott, please clarify on our state, if the Lieutenant and Head Nurse are in a state of fits, perhaps we should have the right to know what is so hilarious&amp;rdquo; Spock said, no emotion showing on his face but his right eyebrow was twitching a bit.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Scotty didn&amp;rsquo;t say anything but pulled turned on the security camera screen to appear in front of the three men who looked like they had been poked with a cattle prod.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Holy Hell&amp;rsquo;s Bell&amp;rsquo;s&amp;hellip;I AM A FLIPPIN FAIRY!!&amp;rdquo; Kirk yelled out as he spun around in the green dress.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bones crossed his arms and his gruff exterior took on demonic proportions.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;ldquo;I look like a fucking Disney princess&amp;hellip;.I will be in my cabin. Taking a shower and putting on my clothes&amp;hellip;.&amp;rdquo; He growled out as he stalked out from the transporter room.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kirk and Spock looked at each other. &amp;ldquo;Captain&amp;hellip;I believe that the little girl on the planet has an admiration for fairytales&amp;hellip;particular one called Sleeping Beauty. My mother loved it growing up as a child and there were three fairies dressed in red, blue and green&amp;rdquo;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Spock said as the two left the transporter room, leaving the three to their snickering and laughing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Got it. Let&amp;rsquo;s never mention this again&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Affirmative Jim&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;   </content>
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