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                <title>I'm a Model now...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 17 Apr 2007 18:36:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...or something.<br />
<br />
I'm officially signed to Once Source Talent Model Management company.  They're marketing me as an Actress and a Print Ad/Promotional Model.<br />
<br />
Go figure.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>"...and it cuts like a knife..."</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Feb 2007 13:33:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I have to have surgery tomorrow.<br />
<br />
Yay kidney.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I'll never actually admit this to anyone, but...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 Nov 2006 00:43:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...I like when he kisses me goodbye in the morning before he goes to work...and I like how he likes it when I stay.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>I'm such a terrible person...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 18 Oct 2006 13:26:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...I totally use men for the neighborhoods the live in.<br />
<br />
Well, I mean...I take that back...I don't "use" them...I just happen to like their apartments/neighborhoods more than I like them.<br />
<br />
Go figure.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>"I wish you would step back from that ledge m</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 09 Oct 2006 08:03:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's so odd to my how my tight little group of friends grew apart.  I mean, I guess it was bound to happen sooner or later.  Life tore us apart and threw us all in separate directions.  Still, it's weird.  People I've been so close to for such a long time...it's like I don't even know them anymore.<br />
<br />
I don't know.<br />
<br />
But on to other news...<br />
<br />
I'm completely smitten with this cute little Polish guy.  Every time I see/talk to him, it's like...butterflies.  Oh man.  I rarely feel like this about guys.  Especially guys I don't really know that well.  Usually it's just like...hit it, quit it.  Move on.  With him, it's completely different.  I don't turn on the sex appeal like I usually do.  I'm the kind of girl who always knows the right thing to say, the right thing to wear, the right LOOK to give a guy...but with him I feel like I'm in high school again.  Like, he makes me so giggly and nervous.  Ew.  I hate it.  I don't like not being in control of myself.  I always get hurt that way.<br />
<br />
And the funny thing is...he's totally not my type AT ALL.  He's the complete opposite of everything I usually look for.<br />
<br />
It always seems to happen like that with guys that I actually LIKE.  They're never what I expect them to be.<br />
<br />
I think it's the accent.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>Hey, hey!  I'm back!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 04 Oct 2006 11:30:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I just recently re-discovered DA, so looks like I'll be back for a little bit, until I get bored again.<br />
<br />
I've totally lost inspiration to write about ANYTHING.  Life's been going well for me, and I pretty much have absolutely nothing to write about when I'm not completely entirely depressed.<br />
<br />
Good for my life, bad for my art.<br />
<br />
Go figure.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
A lot's been going on since I've been gone.  Some of it bad, a lot of it good.<br />
<br />
I'm currently in the midst of a crazy relationship I never consented to even be a part of.  I have this guy calling me literally 9 to 15 times a day, leaving me voicemails and text messages trying to find out where I am and who I'm with and it better not be another guy...ugh.  I went out with him ONCE--I had a terrible time--and all of a sudden, he's suddenly my boyfriend?  What?!?<br />
<br />
The scary part is...he's totally a cop.<br />
<br />
Eesh.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>I was tagged....</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 18 Dec 2005 21:38:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...Damn you Toffifay!<br />
<br />
(kidding, I <3 you)<br />
<br />
<br />
10 things you like:<br />
- Men<br />
- Cologne<br />
- Accents<br />
- MySpace<br />
- Music<br />
- Pictures<br />
- Friends<br />
- Kiss FM!<br />
- Shopping<br />
- Shoes<br />
<br />
3 things that make you happy:<br />
<br />
- Men<br />
- People<br />
- Shopping<br />
<br />
3 things that anger you:<br />
<br />
- Men<br />
- People<br />
- Shopping<br />
<br />
10 things you hate:<br />
<br />
- Boys<br />
- Sports<br />
- Being broke<br />
- Bugs<br />
- Racists<br />
- Having to work<br />
- The Winter<br />
- Gas Prices<br />
- Jerks<br />
- Did I say boys?<br />
<br />
3 facts about my name:<br />
<br />
- I was named after my maternal grandmother.<br />
- My mom wanted to name me Princess...wtf...<br />
- Only 2 people in this world call me "Chris," and 2 other people call me "Tina."  Everyone else just calls me "Christina"<br />
<br />
5 facts about yourself:<br />
<br />
- I have freckles<br />
- I'm taller than Nan-shi<br />
- My tongue is pierced.<br />
- I works at Sears<br />
- I look like my mother!<br />
<br />
2 things you expect:<br />
<br />
- Life will always suck.<br />
- I won't ever find Mr. Right.<br />
<br />
4 random thoughts:<br />
<br />
- Jerks!.<br />
- This candy's really chewy!<br />
- Ouch!<br />
- Mission Impossible<br />
<br />
Song you're listening to:<br />
<br />
Weezer - This is Such a Pity<br />
<br />
Time:<br />
<br />
11:38 pm - Central<br />
<br />
10 people you'll tag to do this:<br />
<br />
Feh...I'll leave this part blank... ]]></description>
                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>Gah</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 10 Sep 2005 18:31:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Only two more pagviews til I reach 3000....<br />
<br />
Meanwhile, who still even looks at this page!?!<br />
<br />
So why don't I be cool and do the "3000th view gets a fun gift!" thing...and by gift, I mean I'll write you a poem! ]]></description>
                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 03 Sep 2005 22:34:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ shoot me ]]></description>
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                <title>These are not my pants!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2005 11:40:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ THESE ARE NOT MY PANTS!!! <br />
<br />
Pants...let's talk about my pants now...<br />
<br />
Come on people, now...this is the time to unite on the revolution of the pants!<br />
<br />
Yo, Bobby and Billy....BLEEP...me and bobby we was BLEEP BLEEP....ouch!! Billy, Timmy, hello there!  Yeah, cause we in the street BLEEP.  Talkin' about the Bobbies and the Billies out there with their tight pants on!  BLEEP!<br />
<br />
Yes, these are, in fact, the lyrics coming out of Autumn's speakers....and yes, they're all the same song!<br />
<br />
About pants ]]></description>
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                <title>Autumn and Auburn</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2005 11:33:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So yeah, about Tara and those insane Christians...yeah...I'm trapped in her room, and really...its not that insane.  That <i>Wizard Needs Food, Badly</i> song is actually kind of catchy, and I find her thirst for Dew to be rather refreshing...<br />
<br />
Except she's warning me and forcing me to listen to some creepy music...<br />
<br />
Dun Dun Dun...<br />
<br />
Oh, yeah, and she pulled out the crazy vegetables too! ]]></description>
                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 20 Jul 2005 15:36:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, just figured I'd update so you all know I'm still alive...<br />
<br />
Also, I wanted to get the last journal off my user page, so, yeah. ]]></description>
                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry...OF DOOM!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 03 Jun 2005 23:22:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Tonight was so much fun.<br />
<br />
My hair's a mess. ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 03 Jun 2005 00:40:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Does anyone remember the show <i>Pete and Pete</i> on Nickelodeon? ]]></description>
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                <title>----</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 27 May 2005 22:05:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, I've noticed that I don't ever  update this journal twice in one day  unless something's really bothering me  or I'm really REALLY  bored.<br />
<br />
I'm not really REALLY bored.<br />
<br />
I need to vent.<br />
<br />
Why does everything always have to  happen to <i>me</i>?<br />
<br />
Because I bring it on myself, that's  why.<br />
<br />
I need help this time.<br />
<br />
Who do I turn to with this?  Who do I  trust?  Who out there would understand?   Who would actually even <i>care</i>?<br />
<br />
I've lost touch with the world.  That's  my fault too.  I should make more of an  effort to reconnet with people, but I  just can't right now.  I'm trying to  keep everything self-contained.<br />
<br />
I'm trying to keep it together.   Apparently, I'm not doing a very good  job.<br />
<br />
Control is a funny thing.  Control and  will power.<br />
<br />
I always had this theory...<br />
<br />
Happiness is a state of mind.  <br />
<br />
Yes.  <br />
<br />
Happiness depends on other people.  <br />
<br />
No.<br />
<br />
I've always been a firm believer in <i>God</i>  (or whatever higher power)<i>  helps those  who help themselves</i>.<br />
<br />
Okay, so I try to be happy.  I do  everything in my power to improve my  self-esteem, state of being, and life  in general.  Does it work?  <br />
<br />
No.  It doesn't.<br />
<br />
This is where the control comes in.  If  I try to take hold of things and steer  them in the direction in which I want  them to go, things will work in my  favor, right?<br />
<br />
Wrong.<br />
<br />
The very thing you try to control ends  up being the thing that controls you.    You become so caught up, so <i>obsessed</i>  over wanting to take charge of the  situation, that you become dependent on  it.  You need the guidelines.  You need  the order.  You need the <i>power</i>.<br />
<br />
Will power.<br />
<br />
This can work both ways.  Some days  it's your best friend.  Other days,  your worst enemy.<br />
<br />
As soon as you deviate, you hate  yourself.  You hate your weakness.  You  hate your lack of focus.  You hate <i> everything</i> about yourself.<br />
<br />
This loathing is a dangerous thing.   The loathing is the true enemy.<br />
<br />
This, in truth, is the root of all your  problems.  When you get right down to  the bare bones, this is what decays  your life.<br />
<br />
Everything it touches turns to crap.   Everything.<br />
<br />
Control.<br />
<br />
The loathing.<br />
<br />
The fear.<br />
<br />
The hate.<br />
<br />
Take a good look in the mirror.  You  aren't in control anymore. ]]></description>
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                <title>"Te Aviso, Te Anuncio, y hoy renuncio"</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 27 May 2005 21:38:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Why the hell can't you just <i>ask</i> me  already!?!<br />
<br />
What was the point of that whole  admittance if nothing's to come of  it?!?  I know there's still something  there...if only you would just say <i> something</i>, it'd be all good.<br />
<br />
Then again, I guess I could say  something too, but I won't.<br />
<br />
I'm the girl, remember!?!<br />
<br />
Plus, I told you I would/will never say  anything (else).<br />
<br />
ARG! ]]></description>
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                <title>"My weakness is that I care too much"</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2005 23:17:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lonely.gif" alt="Lonely" title="Lonely" /> Hurt<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Jet - Are You Gonna Be My Girl<br /><br />Why the fuck does this hurt so much?<br />
<br />
I know it's not supposed to...you were  the only one who never made me feel  this way, and now you're in on it too.<br />
<br />
Although I can't really blame you.   It's not your fault.  You didn't really  try.<br />
<br />
You rip my heart to so shreds, smiling  all the while.<br />
<br />
Your smile is the worst thing...though  I can't help but love it.<br />
<br />
I'd give anything to keep this  feeling...<br />
<br />
This hurt.<br />
<br />
Anything.<br />
<br />
I would set my soul ablaze if I knew I  could always feel this pain.  <br />
<br />
I want it all.  Everything you could  never give me.<br />
<br />
Hurt me again.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 21 May 2005 10:55:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Could someone please tell me why I have  a subscription all of a sudden...?<br />
<br />
Is this like a free one week trial or  some such nonsense?<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/brainless.gif" alt="Brainless" title="Brainless" /> Eh?<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Ben Jelen - Christine<br /><br /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Oh no!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Apr 2005 10:11:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oh.  Em.  Gee.  I have an infection!   Katie and I drove two and a half hours  all the way back home from Charleston  cause we thought I had appendicitis.   She skipped class and everything!   Turns out I have a Urinary Tract  Infection! <br />
<br />
What?!?  How did that happen.<br />
<br />
The doctor kept asking me if there was  any possible way I could be  pregnant...seriously, like four times.   I kept telling him I wasn't sexually  active, so he's like "well, when was  your last time?"  I kinda blinked at  him a couple times and said "never..."  to which he replied, "Really?!"<br />
<br />
What's that supposed to mean.<br />
<br />
But it's okay, I'll let it slide  because he was definitely a hottie hot  hot hot. ]]></description>
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                <title>"I'll sew myself shut"</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 21 Apr 2005 01:16:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ For once in my life, I wanna be in  love.<br />
<br />
In LOVE, love...where it can be  reciprocated.  I've been in love twice;  once unrequited, once mutual (although  it didn't lead to anything but a  friendship).  I've had two people tell  me they love me.  And mean it.  I'm  sorry I didn't love them back.<br />
<br />
I feel like...maybe I should have.   Maybe love is one of those things that  grows on you if you just give it a  chance.  I don't know...I'm not one for  taking chances.  My heart's been ripped  open enough.  I honestly don't think I  can take it anymore...it's driving me  insane.  It's like...there's something  so empty inside, I can literally feel  it.<br />
<br />
In high school...someone told me he'd  always be there for me.  What happened  to that?  It never really went  anywhere.  Maybe I shouldn't have  called him a jerk.  Maybe I should have  pretended like I didn't know what was  going on.  Maybe I should have said yes  when he wanted a second chance.  Maybe,  just maybe, I should have known  better...<br />
<br />
Why does it hurt so much?  More  improtantly, why do I <i>care</i> so much?<br />
<br />
I'm sick of feeling so dependent.  What  happened to me?  When did I become this  way?  When did my life get so empty?  I  hate feeling like I need someone in  order to be happy and whole...but I  also hate not having someone to make me  happy and whole.  <br />
<br />
I think I just had my heart broken  without even knowing that I cared. ]]></description>
                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>"Tear my heart open"</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 20 Apr 2005 22:44:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Why does it hurt so much...when you  never even knew I loved you? ]]></description>
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                <title>---</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 16 Apr 2005 21:44:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Everything's my fault, I'm not good  enough for you.  Everything I do just  can't be good enough.  Well this is  what I have to say to you:<br />
<br />
Go fuck yourself.  I don't care that  you had a fucked up life.  Sorry, not  my fault.  What can I do about it now?   Over and done with.  What the hell is  taking your misery out on me going to  do?  Shut the fuck up.<br />
<br />
You think I'm stupid, think I've  experienced nothing of the world.<br />
<br />
Just because I'm not out screwing  whores and getting drunk like you were  at my age, doesn't mean I don't know  anything.  I probably know more about  life than you did at my age...more than  you do now.<br />
<br />
Open your eyes to the goddamned world.   You don't have to be 18 to be naive.   You're more than fucking twice my age  and you are more naive than I.<br />
<br />
Seriously, you think I'm some little  saint?  I know about human nature.  I  know all about ignorance.  I live with  it everyday.  How fucking blind can you  be to not be able to see your actions  affect others?  Grow the hell up!  You  think I'm the one who has infinite  amounts of learning left to do?  Look  in a fucking mirror for Christ sake!   What the fuck is your problem?<br />
<br />
I'm sorry we can't both be perfect.   Now that I think about it, I'm really  not sorry.  Hell, years of degredation  has made me this way.  You should be  the last one I'd hear it from, but  you're not.  No.  You're the first, if  not only.<br />
<br />
You think the world is what I need to  be sheltered from?  Think again.  It's  you that I need protection from.<br />
<br />
You say my childhood wasn't as screwed  up as yours, but guess what, it was.   There's more than one way to be  abusive.  Just because you don't hit me  doesn't mean there isn't any pain.<br />
<br />
But of course you don't realize that.   You're too fucking blind to see that  you aren't the only one with feelings.   The world doesn't revolve around you,  you know.  <br />
<br />
You and your problems, that's all you  ever care about.<br />
<br />
Money, work, money, work...<br />
<br />
Have you ever taken a second to see  that there's a lot more to life than  making money.  Fucking money is what  makes you miserable.  Not me, not your  wife, not your perfect other daughter.   You.  You and money.  That's all it is  with you.<br />
<br />
You should provide more than a roof  over my head and food on the table.   What about a sense of love and  security, huh?  I never felt safe with  you.  When I was little, you used to  frighten me.  Your words, your tone,  your actions...<br />
<br />
One of my earliest memories is sitting  on the stairs listening to you starting  an argument.  Seriously, do you know  how many times I've wondered about you  guys getting divorced?  I'd go with  her...even if she doesn't make as much  money as you do.  I decided that from  an early age.  Hell, I'd put my  education on hold and work my ass off  to get out of this hellhole.<br />
<br />
And you know what makes it a hellhole?   Not this town, not this house, but you.   You.<br />
<br />
Do you know how many years I spent  crying, cutting, hating myself?  Do  you?  Do you have any idea!?!<br />
<br />
I can't even see through these tears in  my eyes anymore.  You have caused me so  much torment, and you don't even know.   I haven't been able to bring myself to  ever materialize these feelings before.   I guess you just pushed me over the  edge.<br />
<br />
If I died today, I'd be fine with  it...and I know you would be too,  because I as never good enough.  You  can't live vicariously through me like  you can with her.<br />
<br />
Why do you care so much more about her?   Why can't you care about me the same  way?<br />
<br />
Don't deny it, you know you don't.   Don't even fucking pretend.  We both  know how you really feel.<br />
<br />
You think I haven't heard you before?   You think your "whispers" go unheard?  <br />
<br />
Do you know how many scars are on my  fucking body?  Do you?  Do you know how  many of them are your fault?   No...you'll never know, because unlike  you, I have the common decency to  suffer in silence.  Through all this, I  still can't bring myself to say this to  your face.  <br />
<br />
You know why?  Because you're my  father, and believe it or not, I love  you, and I don't ever want to see you  suffer by my doing.  I just wish you  could do the same, but I know you  can't.  You never could.<br />
<br />
You always have to let me know how much  of a fuck up I am.<br />
<br />
You have no idea how much strength it  takes to not start this all over again.   I thought I was out of this hole, but  it looks like I'm starting to fall  right back in.<br />
<br />
Thank you for that.<br />
<br />
Thank you for hating me so goddamn  much... ]]></description>
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                <title>"He breaks me down..."</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 11 Apr 2005 20:56:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Shallow--<br />
I believe that's what you said...<br />
Or at least what you implied.<br />
I'm sorry we can't all be perfect. ]]></description>
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                <title>"I'm too young, I oughta live it up"</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 11 Apr 2005 00:49:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ If anyone reads this journal...<br />
<br />
INSPIRE ME!<br />
<br />
Give me something to write about! ]]></description>
                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>Pray I don't get killed when I hit the hood</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 02 Apr 2005 02:17:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's 4:16 a.m.  Why am I awake?! ]]></description>
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                <title>"Just one thing..."</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2005 21:56:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, during one of my recent late night  pondering sessions, I've realized that  I'm at a <i>completely</i> different point in  my life, both mentally and emotionally,  than I was a year ago.  It's funny how  things can change in such a short  amount of time...<br />
<br />
And a year really is a short amount of  time.  It never used to be that way.   It used to be that a year seemed to  last ten times longer than the  specified amount of time.  The days  used to drag on seemingly endlessly.   Now, it's as though I wake up, and the  day's just about done.  Where does the  time ago?<br />
<br />
I suppose that's a sign of me getting  old. <i>er.</i><br />
<br />
Still, my days seem fairly  meaningless...and I guess that's one  thing that <i>hasn't</i> changed with the  seasons.  What am I doing here?  What  have I made of this life?<br />
<br />
Really, when I sit down and think about  it, I haven't done <i>anything</i> worth  mentioning.  If my life was to end  tomorrow, what would I have to show for  it?  A CD collection?  Woo, <b>that's</b>  amazing...<br />
<br />
This qualm seems to be a recurring  theme throughout my journal, and yet, I  have done <i>nothing</i> to amend the  situation.  Seriously though, what is  there for me to do?  What can I do to  make me feel as though my days aren't  wasted?<br />
<br />
One thing.  I just want <i>one thing</i> that  gives my life meaning and fulfillment.   What is it I'm searching for?  What do  I <i>want</i> out of life?  Dear <i>God</i>, just  make me feel as though all this  emotional/mental suffering I've endured  through the years has led to <i>something</i>  other than the realization of this  emptiness.<br />
<br />
Wow...I use a lot of italics when I'm  emo. ]]></description>
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                <title>I don't update enough...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2005 21:00:08 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I hate being back here.  Everything's  so isolated.  I'm always so lonely...I  feel like a hermit, only not because I  WANT to be cut off from other people  all the time, but because there's  really no one around me who I consider  a friend.  There isn't someone I can  hang out with or talk to every day...<br />
<br />
I miss Pensacola.  I had friends  there...people who weren't away at  college (although I guess technically <b>I</b>  was away at college there) having tons  more fun that I was...<br />
<br />
Damn you fate.<br />
<br />
Or maybe damn me for not exploring  other options.  Damn me for not  toughing it out.  I wouldn't even have  had to tough it out really...a whole  bunch of people offered to let me stay  with them rent free...<br />
<br />
So why did I come back? ]]></description>
                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>read this, it's for you</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 23 Feb 2005 20:24:35 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 1. Reply to this post, because I would  like to say a couple words about you.<br />
2. I will also tell you what song(s)  remind me of you when I hear it.<br />
3. I will also tell you what  celebrity/public person you remind me  of, either personality-wise or  looks-wise.<br />
4. I will also give ONE WORD that I  associate with you when I think of you.<br />
5. We all could use a boost now and  then, so steal this for your journal  and make someone else's day as well. ]]></description>
                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>"Good times were hard to hold"</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 09 Feb 2005 18:44:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, it's been a while...and still  nothing has happened.  <br />
<br />
Let's see...my mom turned fifty.  Woot  for her...heh.  We're all getting old.<br />
<br />
Work has sucked...immensely.  I hate  it.  It should die.  Why wasn't I born  rich?<br />
<br />
Well........................I sent Matt  a V-day card.  I sent one to Frank and  Nan too, but his is a "special friend"  card, and I included a little "I love  you" teddy bear sticker.  Let's see if  he catches that.<br />
<br />
Speaking of V-day, I have no valentine!   Waah!  Nah, I don't really care.  Last  year it was John...and now I don't even  speak to John!  A couple years ago, it  was Wil (with one L, mind you...that  ass), and then shortly after that, I  stopped talking to him too (although  John still pops up every few months or  so).  What's up with that?!  My V-days  are doomed forever.<br />
<br />
Damn it, now I miss John.  He got in a  serious wreck on Thanksgiving....I  heard from him a couple months after  that and we did the whole "how's the  weather" thing.  Funny, it never seemed  like I'd get to that point with  him...but then again, we didn't really  know each other that well when the  whole summer mini-romance thing  happened...or whatever you want to call  it.  :sigh:  Oh well, what can you do.<br />
<br />
I guess I might as well admit that I  still think about him sometimes.  Yeah,  I do wonder what he's doing from time  to time...I wonder if he's seeing  anyone...and of course (probably the  most emo of me), I wonder if he wonders  about me.  Guess I'll never know.  I  still have his phone numbers too...but  I'm never gonna call him. ]]></description>
                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>Super dot dot dot</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 29 Jan 2005 10:36:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I think I'm going to send Matt a V-day  card.................................... ........................................ ........................................ ........................................ ........................................ ........................................ ................maybe................ ]]></description>
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                <title>"Medina daydreaming again..."</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jan 2005 10:06:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Matt's moving to Texas...therefore, I  can't go to Texas, which was 4th on the  list of places to go if Seattle, New  York, and Pensacola didn't work  out...although...I probably wouldn't  have the money to go to all four places  anyway.<br />
<br />
Oh well, I'll just go to Seattle and  buy a sun lamp.<br />
<br />
Now, the question is, do I want to go  there completely alone?<br />
<br />
Eh, I'll cross that bridge when I get  there...<br />
<br />
If I don't burn it first. ]]></description>
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                <title>2002</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2005 09:14:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Crap, I missed my 2000th page view!   WHO WAS 2000?!?!?!?! WAS IT YOU?  I was  gonna do the whole "Woohoo!  You were  my 2000th page view" deviation gift  thingy.<br />
<br />
Damnit!  Go back and do it again! ]]></description>
                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>Google</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Jan 2005 09:43:49 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Haha, I just googled my user name and I  got four whole pages of me...on DA!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t:" title="w00t!" /><br />
<br />
The first entry is my profile, the  second is my "Ode to Ramen Noodles"  poem, and the rest is filled with  people who listed me as friends, people  I listed as friends, people whose  galleries I've visited once, etc.<br />
<br />
I wonder why they chose to list "Ode to  Ramen Noodles" and nothing else?  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/confuse.gif" width="18" height="15" alt=":confused:" title="Confused" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Oops</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 15 Jan 2005 21:10:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ******Yeah, I just realized I  accidentally posted this without  finishing it.  I left about 3/4 of the  answers as what Tara's friend filled  in.  Oops******<br />
<br />
What's with everyone and doing surveys  all of a sudden?  Now I'm all  freakishly addicted.<br />
<br />
Stolen from a friend <a href="http://morganasbane.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/m/o/morganasbane.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="morganasbane" /></a>  of a friend, <a href="http://pena-mannila.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/e/pena-mannila.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="pena-mannila" /></a><br />
<br />
<br />
1 - YOUR PORN STAR NAME: (Name of first  pet + Street you live on):<br />
Jack Juniper<br />
<br />
2 - YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (Name of your  favorite snack food + Grandfather's  first name):<br />
Muffin George (lol...I demand you all  start calling me this!)<br />
<br />
3 - YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME: (First  word you see on your left + Favorite  restaurant):<br />
Mohawk Empire (damn, I need to start  using these as nicknames...)<br />
<br />
4 - EXOTIC FOREIGNER ALIAS: (Favorite  Spice + Last Vacation Spot): Lemon  Pepper Pensacola<br />
<br />
5 - SOCIALITE ALIAS: (Silliest  Childhood Nickname + Town Where You  First Partied):<br />
Giggles Pensacola (this one sucks)<br />
<br />
6 - FLY GIRL ALIAS: (aka J.Lo) - (First  Initial + First Two or Three Letters of  your Last Name):<br />
C.Ha (haha, I like this...)<br />
<br />
7 - ICON ALIAS: (Something Sweet Within  Sight + Any Liquid in Kitchen):<br />
Mango Kool-Ade<br />
<br />
8 - DETECTIVE ALIAS: (Favorite Baby  Animal + Where You Went to High  School):<br />
Puppy Rich East<br />
<br />
9 - BARFLY ALIAS: (Last Snack Food You  Ate + Your Favorite Alcoholic Drink):<br />
Ritz Margarita (I've never had  alcohol...but I like virgin Margaritas,  so I'll fake it)<br />
<br />
10 - SOAP OPERA ALIAS: (Middle Name +  Street Where You First Lived):<br />
Joanne Oswego (I don't remember the  street I lived on in the Philippines)<br />
<br />
11 - ROCK STAR ALIAS: (Favorite Candy +  Last Name Of Favorite Musician):<br />
Twix Willmon<br />
<br />
12 - GREASE ALIAS: (Favorite Swear Word  + Last Word of Favorite Movie):<br />
Bitch Mile<br />
<br />
###that was hard###<br />
<br />
Thirteen random things you like:<br />
1. Mountain Dew<br />
2. Music<br />
3. Matt<br />
4. Poetry<br />
5. Loud laughter<br />
6. Men<br />
7. Cologne<br />
8. Friends<br />
9. My blanket<br />
10. Singing<br />
11. Writing<br />
12. Driving<br />
13. Starbucks<br />
<br />
Twelve movies:<br />
1. The Green Mile<br />
2. What Dreams May Come<br />
3. The Notebook<br />
4. Sixteen Candles<br />
5. The League of Extraordinary  Gentlemen<br />
6. Pay It Forward<br />
7. The Others<br />
8. Some movie with Kevin Bacon and some  little kid that communicated with this  dead girl named Samantha who was  accidentally murdered and purposefully  stuffed behind a brick wall in the  basement.<br />
9. The Breaks<br />
10. 28 Days Later<br />
11. The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (2002  or 2003?)<br />
12. The Patriot<br />
<br />
Eleven good bands or singers/musicians:<br />
1. Trent Willmon<br />
2. Green Day<br />
3. Simple Plan<br />
4. Gary Allan<br />
5. Edwin McCain<br />
6. AC/DC<br />
7. Coheed and Cambria<br />
8. Smile Empty Soul<br />
9. Dashboard Confessional  <br />
10. Trace Adkins<br />
11. Eminem<br />
<br />
Ten things about you, physically:<br />
1. I have freckles<br />
2. I'm 5'6<br />
3. Brown Eyes<br />
4. Pierced Tongue<br />
5. Layered Hair<br />
6. Ten Fingers <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /><br />
7. Peachy Pale<br />
8. I have a tiny scar on my hand from  where a nurse poked me with a  needle...but missed my vein<br />
9. I also have ten toes<br />
10. and I have boobs <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strip.gif" width="21" height="17" alt=":strip:" title="Take it all off!" /><br />
<br />
Nine things about you,  mentally/emotionally:<br />
1. I'm super sentimental<br />
2. I remember odd things...like the  time in kindergarten when we were asked  to count to 100 and I skipped over  number 32<br />
3. I feel the need to talk...a lot<br />
4. I tend to put my heart into certain  things a little too intensely<br />
5. I'm paranoid<br />
6. My brain is overactive<br />
7. I can come off fairly confident,  when really, I have super low self  esteem<br />
8. I often second guess myself <br />
9. I have a weird obsession with  smelling things...namely men<br />
<br />
Eight favorite drinks:<br />
1. Mountain Dew<br />
2. Mountain Dew - Code Red<br />
3. Mountain Dew - Live Wire<br />
4. Mountain Dew - The New Black One<br />
5. Tazo Berry (Starbucks)<br />
6. Carmel Apple Cider (Starbucks)<br />
7. Any flavor Slurpee<br />
8. Virgin Margaritas!<br />
<br />
Seven things you wear daily:<br />
1. Underwe... ]]></description>
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                <title>Come here, sexy</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Jan 2005 17:56:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So if you're a man...you should go buy  cologne.  Not just any cologne, though.<br />
<br />
Spirit by Antonio Banderas<br />
<br />
Go.  Buy.  Now.<br />
<br />
Rawr. ]]></description>
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                <title>I know, I'm a loser</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Jan 2005 17:55:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You know, one of these days, I will  post something worth reading<br />
<br />
But until then, here's a survey I stole  from some random guy from DL<br />
<br />
THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:<br />
1) Christina<br />
2) Tinio<br />
3) Hey You...<br />
<br />
THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD :<br />
1) Butterfly1030 (woohoo, that's me  now!)<br />
2) xPunkRock10x (haha, I'm such a  poser)<br />
3) BROK9899 (haha, go Backstreet Boys!)  <br />
<br />
THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF :<br />
1) I'm Filipina<br />
2) I like guys <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /><br />
3) I dance like a white girl <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/dance.gif" width="29" height="21" alt=":dance:" title="Dance!" /><br />
<br />
THREE THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT  YOURSELF :<br />
1) I have freckles<br />
2) There aren't many things in life I  thoroughly enjoy<br />
3) I tend to talk too fast and confuse  people with my nonsensical babble<br />
<br />
THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU :<br />
1) Creepy bugs<br />
2) Snakes<br />
3) Eggs<br />
<br />
THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS :<br />
1) Clothes<br />
2) Extra Polar Ice<br />
3) Make up<br />
<br />
THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW  :<br />
1) Underwear<br />
2) Tongue Ring<br />
3) Bear Claw Slippers<br />
<br />
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL  ARTISTS (at the moment) :<br />
1) Trent Willmon<br />
2) Simple Plan<br />
3) Me, singing in the shower<br />
<br />
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS (at the  moment):<br />
1) Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Green  Day<br />
2) Here - Trent Willmon<br />
3) My Sister Doesn't Dance - Me, not in  the shower<br />
<br />
THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE  NEXT 12 MONTHS :<br />
1)  Moving Out<br />
2)  Getting My Own Apartment<br />
3)  Living somewhere that isn't here<br />
<br />
THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP  :<br />
1) Compassion<br />
2) Spirit by Antonio Banderas (cologne)<br />
3) Matt<br />
<br />
TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE :<br />
1) I don't like eggs<br />
2) One time, I killed a cat<br />
3) I got headbutted in the eye by a  puppy<br />
<br />
THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE  OPPOSITE SEX (or same) THAT APPEAL TO  YOU :<br />
1) He's taller than me<br />
2) He smells good<br />
3) He's Matt<br />
<br />
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES :<br />
1) Music<br />
2) Writing<br />
3) Smashing butterflies (haha Tiff)<br />
<br />
THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION  :<br />
1)  London<br />
2) Australia<br />
3) Matt's house<br />
<br />
THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY  BADLY RIGHT NOW :<br />
1)  Get up and get something to drink<br />
2)  Go to Starbucks<br />
3)  Tell Marilyn she's a douche<br />
<br />
THREE THINGS YOU JUST CAN'T DO :<br />
1) Get up and get something to drink<br />
2) Go to Starbucks<br />
3) Tell Marilyn she's a douche<br />
<br />
THREE KID'S NAMES :<br />
1)  Brendon<br />
2)  Madison<br />
3)  John David<br />
<br />
THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU  DIE :<br />
1) Get up and get something to drink<br />
2) Go to Starbucks<br />
3) Tell Marilyn she's a douche<br />
<br />
THREE WAYS I AM STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY :<br />
1) Um...<br />
2) I don't know...<br />
3) I have no idea...<br />
<br />
THREE WAYS I AM STEREOTYPICALLY A CHICK  :<br />
1) I like shopping<br />
2) I love shoes<br />
3) I love men<br />
<br />
THREE CELEB CRUSHES :<br />
1) Russel Crowe<br />
2) Mel Gibson<br />
3) Trent Willmon<br />
<br />
THREE PEOPLE WHO HAVE TO TAKE THIS QUIZ  NOW :<br />
1) Toffifay!<br />
2) Katie...?<br />
3) Whoever feels like taking it...? ]]></description>
                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>I'm addicted to surveys</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 12 Jan 2005 18:11:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ what's something a guy/girl will wear  that'll turn you off?  Super tight  jeans<br />
what's something a guy/girl will wear  that'll turn you on?  Black ribbed  turtleneck sweaters<br />
is cussing a neccesity in life?  Hell  yes, bitches<br />
what's one look trait that attracts you  to a guy/girl?  Their face...how all  the features work together on said face<br />
what's one personality trait that  attracts you to a guy/girl?  Genuine<br />
who's phone number are you hoping to  get?  I already have it <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":-)" title=":-) (Smile)" /><br />
which guy/girl do you wish to be with  RIGHT now? Matt<br />
at one point in a girl/guy friendship  will one them like each other even if  it's only for a little bit. true or  false?  True<br />
waffles or pancakes?  Waffles...definitely waffles<br />
how's your cereal in your bowl?  Its  doing great, thanks...<br />
what's something you ALWAYS have on  you? My sex bracelet<br />
do you stay in bed thinking or do you  fall alseep in 5 seconds?  Stay in bed  thinking<br />
favorite berries- Strawberries<br />
what was the last thing you cried over  or got teary about? Matt<br />
chalk or crayons? Crayons<br />
coffee, tea, or me? Coffee<br />
Who was the last person who  complimented you?  Matt <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":-)" title=":-) (Smile)" /><br />
movies at home on in a theater?  At  home<br />
sun or moon? Moon<br />
what's your opinion on love?  Its like  a box of assorted  chocolates...sometimes you bite into  one, only to find you dont like the  flavor...and by the time you think to  look for the flavor you desperately  crave...someone else has already eaten  it...TAKE THAT FORREST!<br />
Sing any commercial jingle: Heres our  jingle for Goldfish.  We wrote a song  for Goldfish, the wholesome snack that  smiles back until you bite their heads  off...<br />
What is your favourite element on the  periodic table?  Polybendium...?  Does  that exist?<br />
Sunrise or sunset?  Sunset<br />
Introvert or extrovert?  A little bit  of both<br />
Hugs or drugs?  Hugs<br />
Popsicle, creamcicle, or fudgecicle?   Fudgecicle<br />
What happened in the last dream you  remember?  I moved to New York and my  new, cute neighbor guy fell in love  with me while using the outdoor shower  in my backyard...<br />
Tightie whities or boxers? BOXERS!<br />
Gummi bears or gummi worms?  Bears.   Classic.<br />
Would you rather sky dive or deep sea  dive?  Sky Dive.<br />
Beach or mountains?  Beach<br />
mounds or almond joy? Almond Joy<br />
<br />
WORD ASSOCIATION <br />
Grey: Beans<br />
Human: Nature<br />
Fruit loop: Roller coaster<br />
Glove: compartment<br />
Plum: Forgot<br />
Structure: Fructure...?<br />
Race: Bean<br />
Heart: Beat<br />
Parasite: Eve<br />
<br />
Make up a word and define it:  Merklyface - the first word to pop in  Christinas mind when asked to make up  and define a word<br />
Favorite pick up line?  Theres a party  in my pants...and by party, I  definitely DONT mean crabs<br />
Do it fast or do it right? Do it fast<br />
What was the last book you read? A  Rogue in a Kilt <br />
Have you ever had surgery? Yep<br />
Random fact about you: I love black Bic  Roundstick pens<br />
If you could learn any foreign  language, what would it be?   Russian...or mandarin chinese<br />
If you had the choice to live forever,  would you? No...I couldnt bear to see  everyone I love die...<br />
<br />
<br />
DO YOU BELIEVE IN <br />
Fate? Yes<br />
Ghosts? Yep<br />
God? Maybe<br />
Big foot? Nope<br />
Soul mates? Sometimes<br />
Angels? On occasion<br />
Loch ness monster? No<br />
Love at first sight?  Nope...I believe  in Lust at first sight<br />
Karma? Yep<br />
Vampires? Haha, no...but I believe in  creepy weirdos with sharp teeth <br />
<br />
Name something nostalgic: The  Backstreet Boys<br />
What are your turn ons in the opposite  sex? Big rough hands, strong arms,  taller than me, loud laughter<br />
What are your turn offs in the opposite  sex? Expulsion of gas from either end,  nose picking, hairy chests<br />
what is your favourite smell?  Men...clean men....<br />
Which is your favourite month of the  year? October<br />
Do you smoke? Nope<br />
What was your favourite subject in  school? English<br />
What was your worst subject in school?  Math<br />
Do you follow your head, your heart, or  your crotch? Heart<br />
Are you sentimental?   Indeed...sometimes overly so<br />
What is your favourite pie?  Cheesecake...although Im not sure if  its a pie...but it most definitely is  NOT a cake<br />
Do you like roller coasters?  Yep<br />
Do you talk in your sleep? I dont  think so<br />
At what age do you think you will be  married?  Hopefully 24What is your  weakness?  Men and shoes<br />
What was the last movie you saw that  made you cry? The Notebook<br />
If hate were a flavour, which flavour  would it b... ]]></description>
                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>Short Survey</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 11 Jan 2005 20:35:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I Know: Robert Frost's "Fire and Ice"  poem by heart<br />
 I want:  Matt<br />
 I wish:   Things were different...<br />
 I Have:  Something stuck in my teeth<br />
 I Hate:   Heartbreak<br />
 I Miss:   Matt<br />
 I Fear:   A life of lonliness<br />
 I Hear:  A violin...on TV...and now  they're making laser sounds<br />
 I Search: For happiness in a world of  disappointment and pain<br />
 I Love:  The one I cannot have<br />
 I Ache:   'Cause I did Tae Bo last  night<br />
 I Care:  Too much sometimes<br />
 I Always:  Fall for the wrong one...<br />
 I Dance:  Like a white girl...cause I  am one!<br />
 I Cry:  In the darkness...<br />
 I Do Not Always:  Understand why I'm  still alive...<br />
 I Write:  Because I can't take the  pain<br />
 I Confuse:  myself<br />
 I Can Usually Be Found:  Doing nothing  of importance...<br />
 I need:  To be loved...truly loved ]]></description>
                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>Stolen....again</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 04 Jan 2005 16:57:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Stolen from :morganasbane: again...<br />
<br />
LAYER ONE:<br />
-- Name: Christina<br />
-- Birthplace: Subic Bay, Philippines<br />
-- Birthdate: October 30, 1986...now go  buy me presents, bitches!  (JK)<br />
Gender: female<br />
-- Eye Colour: Light Brown<br />
-- Hair Colour: Naturally, super dark  brown/black, but it's been a wide array  of colors, most recently several shades  of red<br />
-- Height: 5'6"<br />
-- Righty or Lefty: Righty<br />
-- Zodiac Sign: Scorpio...damn  straight!<br />
--Chinese Zodiac: Tiger *rawr*<br />
<br />
LAYER TWO:<br />
-- Your heritage: Half Filipina, half  white (german, dutch, british,  french...eh, it goes way back)<br />
-- language:  English, and a little bit  of Spanish<br />
-- The shoes you wore today: Skate  Shoes<br />
-- Your fears: Snakes, bees, snakes  with bees in their mouths...and when  they hiss they shoot bees at me<br />
-- Your perfect meal:  Tacos!<br />
-- Goal you'd like to achieve: Move  back to P'cola within 2 years <br />
<br />
LAYER THREE:<br />
-- Your thoughts first waking up: <i>Ah!!!  Life sucks!  Go back to sleep!</i><br />
-- Your best physical feature: Eh...I  dunno...?<br />
-- Your bedtime: Whenever I feel like  going to sleep<br />
-- Your most missed memory: Being  comforted by his arms...<br />
<br />
LAYER FOUR:<br />
-- Pepsi or Coke: I Do the Dew...but  since that's not a  choice...coke....preferably cherry<br />
-- McDonald's or Burger King:   Neither...<br />
-- Single or group dates:  Single<br />
-- Adidas or Nike: Don't care...just  love shoes <br />
-- Usually wears: Um...a bra? <br />
-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Nestea <br />
-- Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate<br />
-- Cappuccino or coffee:  Cappuccino...but I'll take coffee if  it's flavored<br />
<br />
LAYER FIVE:<br />
-- Smoke: no<br />
-- Cuss: hell yes bitches<br />
-- Sing: All the diddly-damn time<br />
-- Take a shower: Twice a day!<br />
-- Have a crush: Yep<br />
-- Do you think you've been in love:   both unrequited and unfulfilled<br />
-- Want to go to college: been  there...haven't finished that...<br />
-- Liked high school: The social aspect  of it...<br />
-- Want to get married: Yep<br />
-- Get motion sickness: No ... *vomit*<br />
-- Think you're attractive: <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strip.gif" width="21" height="17" alt=":strip:" title="Take it all off!" /> <br />
-- Think you're a health freak:  haha...no<br />
-- Get along with your parent(s): at  times<br />
-- Like thunderstorms: Nope, they're  quite annoying...but I do like rain <br />
-- Play an instrument: The recorder <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t:" title="w00t!" /><br />
<br />
LAYER SIX:<br />
In the past month...<br />
<br />
-- Drank alcohol: no<br />
-- Smoked: no<br />
-- Done a drug: no<br />
-- Had Sex: no<br />
-- Made Out: no<br />
-- Gone on a date: no<br />
-- Gone to the mall?: but of  course...many, many times<br />
-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos:  Nope...and aren't they technically a  bag?<br />
-- Eaten sushi: Yup!  Mmmm...sushi<br />
-- Been on stage: No<br />
-- Been dumped: No<br />
-- Made homemade cookies: I made  cupcakes!<br />
-- Gone skinny dipping: nope<br />
-- Dyed your hair: Yep....twice, in  fact<br />
-- Stolen anything: Well...I have  captivated someone's interest...<br />
<br />
LAYER NINE:<br />
In a guy/girl..<br />
<br />
-- Best eye color?: crystal blue<br />
-- Best hair color?: any, really...<br />
-- Height: at least 5'10<br />
-- Best weight: eh, don't really care<br />
-- Best articles of clothing:  Pants...definitely pants.<br />
<br />
LAYER TEN:<br />
-- Number of piercings: My ears and my  tongue<br />
-- Number of tattoos: currently 0<br />
-- Number of scars on my body: Eh, I  dunno...9876813212186?<br />
-- Number of things in my past that I  regret: Eh, I dunno...9876813212186?<br />
<br />
LAYER ELEVEN:<br />
-- Pets: 0<br />
-- Dogs or Cats: Dogs.  Definitely  dogs.<br />
-- Breed of Dog: The Hot dogs!<br />
-- Name of pets: N/A<br />
<br />
LAYER TWELVE:<br />
Favourites!<br />
-- Colour: Hot Pink, Black, Blood Red,  and of course, Seafoam<br />
-- Shape: Triangle...? <br />
-- Food: Chinese! <br />
-- RPG: Eh, not a fan of games<br />
-- Game: Twister!<br />
-- Tie: Yes.<br />
-- Sex Position: N/A <br />
-- Drink: virgin margaritas! <br />
-- Fighting Style:  For me...verbal.   For a man, use your fists!<br />
-- Movie: The Green Mile; The Notebook;  What Dreams May Come ]]></description>
                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>It's about Paintball, perverts!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 01 Jan 2005 01:42:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Jeff: I thought boobs were for padding?<br />
Me:  Haha, yeah, but it'd be like our  equivalent of you getting hit in the  balls ...<br />
Jeff:  Yeah, that hurts...I've been hit  on the dick though...<br />
 Me:  Ouch <br />
 Jeff: Oh, yeah<br />
Me:  Yeah....I try not to hit men  there...but sometimes you have to<br />
Jeff:  If I go down, you're going down  with me...I'll grab you on the way  down...<br />
Me:  I think grabbing me will be the  least of your worries <br />
Jeff:  When I get up...I will find you!   But, I don't plan on making you mad at  me...<br />
Me:  Yeah, like I'd be mad at you for  finding me after I hit you in the  crotch...<br />
Jeff:  You just want to touch my  crotch...<br />
Me:  What?<br />
Jeff:  You touch me, I touch you...It's  all good!<br />
Me:  SUPER WHAT?! ]]></description>
                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>woohoo...I'm a thief</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 Dec 2004 10:27:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Stolen from <a href="http://morganasbane.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://lls.deviantart.com/avatars/m/o/morganasbane.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="morganasbane" /></a> who stole it from someone  else...<br />
<br />
if you were______ what would you be?<br />
<br />
[a flower] a blood red rose<br />
[a fruit] I am the Mango!  (haha, I  love SNL)<br />
[a vegetable] Po-tah-to<br />
[a spice] Cinnamon<br />
[a color] brown...cause I'm a mix of a  lot of things, and when you mix a lot  of colors, they always seem to come out  brown<br />
[a bug] a lady bug...but not the "evil"  ones<br />
<br />
Short Answer<br />
[are you left handed or right handed?]  right<br />
[are you smart?] hah...no<br />
[whats your middle name?] how about  no... i hate my middle name- it's a  grandma-ish one (haha, Tara, I'll leave  your answer cause I feel the same way  about mine)<br />
[how many personalities do you have?]  too many to count<br />
[how many piercings do you have?] my  ears and my tongue<br />
[tattoos?] nope, but I will when I get  back to PF<br />
[do you like v-8?] ew, gross<br />
[what was your first word?] Haha, I  don't know...hopefully something funny<br />
[are you superstitious?] Hmm...not  really.<br />
[do you read your horoscope?] Yep, at  work with Holly...and we laugh and  criticize the writer<br />
[do you believe in that stuff?] heh,  sometimes<br />
[can you do a cartwheel?] Haha, no...<br />
[do you have bangs?] Well...not  really...I just got my hair angled so I  have long strands that USED to be bangs<br />
[do you have contact lenses?] nope, but  I think I need them<br />
[can you drive?] Yep...<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t:" title="w00t!" /><br />
[what do you drive?] a black 2000  Nissan Sentra GXE (big pimpin')<br />
[do you snore?] I don't think so (I  know Tara does...), but I probably  drool every once in a while...<br />
[Do you drool in your sleep?]  haha...read my previous response<br />
[do you lick your envelopes or use a  sponge?] I used to lick...but since I  got my tongue ring...it's kinda hard  to...I still try though, and I cut  myself every time<br />
[do you keep a journal?] an online  one...<br />
[do you like cotton candy?] not really<br />
[do you like Pina coladas?] well, I've  never had a real one, but I like pina  colada<br />
[what instruments can you play?] The  recorder...woohoo!<br />
[what words do you overuse?] bitches<br />
[what do you sleep in?] clothes<br />
[whats your bedtime?] when I fall  asleep...<br />
[how many pillows do you have?] Well,  right now I have four...but I don't  really use pillows...I sleep on my  blanket<br />
[do you like to dance?] Yep!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/dance.gif" width="29" height="21" alt=":dance:" title="Dance!" /><br />
[do you like to sing?] Yep, all over  the place!  In the car with the windows  rolled down, in the shower, at work,  shopping...<br />
[are you any good at it?] Heh...I'm  aiight...(jk)<br />
[how many cds do you have?] At last  count...a little less than 300...but I  haven't counted since I've been in FL<br />
[do you like to talk on the phone?]  Yes...but I hate making the very first  call to a person.<br />
[how many times have you moved houses?]  well...it will be six when I get back  to PF...but I've moved into 2 of the  houses twice (does that makes sense?)<br />
[what do you think of chain letters?]  annoying pieces of crap! <br />
[do you like where you live?] Kinda<br />
[is your room messy?] right now,  yeah...I'm in the process of packing up  my stuff...my method is to dump  everything (and I mean EVERYTHING) on  the floor so I have absolutely no  walking room...<br />
[how many people go to your school?] I  don't know...a lot...<br />
[do you like your writing?] sometimes<br />
[do you like to finger-paint?] no<br />
[what do you smell like?] Calgon's  Hawaiian Ginger<br />
[are you organized?] not really...no<br />
[what do you put on hotdogs and  hamburgers] ketchup<br />
[do you sleep with a stuffed animal?]  nope<br />
[do you sleep with socks on?] not  unless I'm freezing...or I fall asleep  on the couch or something<br />
[are you ticklish?] yes, very...so  don't touch me <br />
[are you shy?] Well, I'm not shy...but  I don't like walking up to a new guy  and talking to him...that's the man's  job<br />
[do you talk to yourself?] internal  monologue, yes...external...no<br />
[is your house 1, 2, or 3 stories?] the  one in PF, 3 (including a basement)<br />
[do you have a basement or an attic?]  heh, yep<br />
[what flavor fluoride do you get at the  dentist?] passion fruit...it doesn't  matter...it all tastes like toothpaste  to me<br />
[are you a morning person?] No...I'm a  mid-afternoon to late evening (early  morning?) person<br />
[whats your favorite outfit?] Eh, I  don't have one...but I like shoes.<br />
[do you have a friend that you wish  wasn't?] well, I did...but I ki... ]]></description>
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                <title>"Shut up, shut up, shut up, don't wanna hear</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 Dec 2004 10:05:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Woohoo!  Just finished my last final.   Smooth sailing from here on out.  He  handed back our last essays (the  persuasion) and our grammar test.  I  got a B on the test, and an A on the  paper.  Dude, it was great.  He walks  into class, shuts the door, does his  usual "I'm a bitchy gay runway model"  pose, and says <br />
<br />
Jami:  Miss Harris, please stand up.<br />
Me:  *stands up* <i>(Oh crap, I wonder  what I did)</i>What did I do?<br />
Jami:  Class, congratulate her.  She  has written the best  argument/persuasion essay I have <i>ever</i>  read.  It was spectuacular.<br />
*everyone appluads*<br />
Me:  *blush* Um...thanks...? <i>(Haha,  bitches! I win)!</i><br />
Random Classmate #1:  Good job!<br />
Random Classmate #2:  What did she  write about?<br />
Jami:  She wrote about why persuasive  essays should be abolished.<br />
Me:  <i>(Who the hell says "abolished"  anymore?)</i><br />
*laughter*<br />
Amy:  And you were all worried...<br />
Jami:  Yeah, the process memo sounded <i> really</i> worried.<br />
Me:  <i>(Should I sit down now?)</i> May I sit  down, please?<br />
Jami:  You may be seated.<br />
<br />
While that was kind of  embarrassing...it was a great way to  end my first semester of college, eh?   I may not be the "phenominal Nancy"  (Oh, miss Johnson...I'm still bitter  about you saying that out loud on the  first day of class), *shakes fist* but  at least I'm "spectacular Miss Harris."<br />
<br />
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                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>She wants someone to call her 'angel'</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 09 Dec 2004 08:45:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ash:  It's so cold, my nipples are  inverted!<br />
Me:  I know you're a guy and all, but  shouldn't that be the other way...?<br />
Bud:  Dude, you're sick...<br />
Me:  Who, me...or inverted nipple man?<br />
Bud:  Nipple boy.<br />
Ash:  I AM *dun da na na* Inverted  Nipple Man!  :swishes pretend cape:<br />
Me:  Ah!  I created a superhero.<br />
Bud:  What kind of superhero is that?<br />
Me:  A flasher...?<br />
Bud:  How the hell does a flasher fight  crime?<br />
Ash:  I flash my inverted nipples and  make bad guys cry!<br />
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                <title>"I'd scream this song right in your face if y</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 2004 16:49:15 PST</pubDate>
                
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                <title>"nothin' on but the radio...you and me, and t</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 23 Nov 2004 08:53:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ There is definitely no way for me to  pass math.  SHIT!  Stupid 1105!<br />
<br />
Meanwhile, I got into a huge argument  with my sister last night...resulted in  hurt feelings on both parts, much  screaming, both over the phone and over  IM (you know...CAPS lock...).   Whatever.  Fuck that.<br />
<br />
I bumped my work schedule up by ten  hours a week, so hopefully that should  be some extra cash for the trip home.<br />
<br />
Otherwise...I feel like shit. ]]></description>
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                <title>R.I.P. George Harris 1929-2004</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Oct 2004 14:40:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wednesday, October 27, 2004....7:22  a.m.<br />
<br />
My grandfather passed.  They didn't  close his eyes.  I had to....<br />
<br />
I was there from 8:00 p.m. to 6:30 a.m.   I left for a little over an hour to  pick something up, and he died before I  got back.  I hate myself.... ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Oct 2004 07:52:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Quick update, because I only have five  minutes before I gotta rush my ass to  class...<br />
<br />
So, looks like I might be coming home  sooner rather than later, <a href="http://morganasbane.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/m/o/morganasbane.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="morganasbane" /></a>...<br />
<br />
My grandfater is in ICU...what started  out as pneumonia quickly turned into  kidney failure, blood poisoning, fluid  on his heart, and now there's a hole in  his heart valve and he's having trouble  breathing....<br />
<br />
It's his name, and while that sounds  morbid...let's just say I have a  feeling... ]]></description>
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                <title>*steal*</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 18 Oct 2004 10:13:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeah, I took this from some random  journal.  These are annyoingly fun.<br />
<br />
( ) I have been drunk<br />
(x) I have kissed a member of the  opposite sex<br />
( )I have kissed a member of the same  sex<br />
(x) I crashed a friend's car (well, I  crashed my grandfather's car...?)<br />
(X) I have been to Japan<br />
(x) I rode in a taxi<br />
( ) I have been in love (tough to say)<br />
( ) I've shoplifted<br />
( ) I have been fired <br />
(x) I have been in a fist fight ( but  only with my sister )<br />
( ) I've had a 3-some<br />
( ) I've snuck out of my parent's house  ( with the car also )<br />
( ) I have been tied up <br />
( ) I have been arrested<br />
( ) I've made out with a stranger<br />
( ) I've stolen something from my  school<br />
( ) I've celebrated New Year's in Time  Square<br />
( ) I've gone on a blind date<br />
(X) I've had a crush on a teacher<br />
( ) I've celebrated Mardi-Gras in New  Orleans<br />
( ) I have been to Europe ( i wish )<br />
( ) I've skipped school<br />
( ) I've slept with a co-worker<br />
( ) I have thrown up in a bar<br />
( ) I have purposely set myself on fire  <br />
(x) I have eaten sushi ( and I love it)<br />
( ) I have been snowboarding<br />
( ) I have been snow skiing<br />
(X ) I have made a snow angel (even  when it wasn't snowing)<br />
(x) I have been happy with myself  (rarely)<br />
( ) I have met a movie star<br />
( ) I've bungee jumped<br />
(x) I have been to a pop concert (  Well, not really pop...DC and  Guster/Wallflowers)<br />
( ) I sold naked pictures of myself<br />
(x) I have been in a car accident (  fender bender )<br />
( ) I have slept in the nude <br />
(x) I've eaten cheesecake (How could  you NOT eat cheesecake)<br />
( ) I've had jury duty <br />
() I've hated someone without knowing  them (  )<br />
( ) I've shot a real gun <br />
( ) I've ran around with my trousers  around my ankles<br />
( ) I've had sex with someone within a  week of meeting them<br />
( ) I've done ecstasy<br />
( ) I've gotten my ass kicked<br />
( ) I've been caught smoking <br />
( ) I've milked a cow <br />
(x) I've got in a verbal fight with a  teacher (well, not fight....friendly  argument)<br />
( ) I've cheated on someone<br />
( ) I've lied one time in this survey (  no, cause if I didn't want to answer I  just deleted it :-P )<br />
( ) I've lied more then once in this  survey<br />
( ) I've thrown a party at a friends  house when they were gone<br />
( ) I've partied every weekend for the  last month<br />
( ) I've sniffed markers to get high<br />
( ) I've been asleep for more than 15  consecutive hours<br />
( ) I've petted a live tiger<br />
( ) I've kissed someone in the snow<br />
(X ) I've found a four leaf clover<br />
(x) I've given my parents the finger  behind a closed door<br />
( ) I've gotten drunk in Germany<br />
(x) I've cried in public ( not CRIED  excessively, but more like let a few  tears slip out )<br />
( ) I've cried in public in the last 5  days<br />
(X) I've been hit on by a member of the  same sex (it was actually kinda  funny...and also kinda creepy)<br />
( ) I've been asked to perform oral sex  by a complete stranger<br />
(x) The SuicideGirls.com banner bugs me  ( Yes...perverts ) ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 08 Oct 2004 14:59:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ oi vey.  The Chad isn't 26 like I was  told.  He's 24.  Woohoo.  More  attainable.  Now if I only I could  solve that pesky  he-already-has-a-girlfriend problem,  I'd be good to go.<br />
<br />
Meanwhile, I'm almost 18!  I can  finally almost buy super glue and white  out at Wal-Mart!  Woohoo!<br />
<br />
My friend Kelly is trying to hook me up  with her brother who lives in a  COMPLETELY different part of Florida.   AND he got some chick pregnant.  AND he  has a kinda/sorta psycho girlfriend.   AND...that's about it.<br />
<br />
Did I mention I'm dissecting a cat.  An  adult cat.  A very skinny adult cat.  A  very skinny adult cat who had his  throat slit.<br />
<br />
Mmm.  Them's goot eats!  JK.  Ew.  EWW.    Why did I just type that?  More  importantly, why am I not deleting it? ]]></description>
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                <title>I'm Back</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Oct 2004 09:11:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm back...and surivived a hurricane!   Woohoo!<br />
<br />
I will update on my college's  super-fast cable connection.  Yay!<br />
<br />
I'm also taking advantage of their  superfast connection to download music.<br />
<br />
^_^ ]]></description>
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                <title>gRR</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 03 Jul 2004 16:17:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, I updated this a week ago, but I  guess it didn't work.  I won't be  updating much, although I have a couple  of things to upload.  My time on the  computer is scarce.  Miss y'all! ]]></description>
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                <title>2 Days</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 16 May 2004 21:07:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 2 days left of school!  YES! ]]></description>
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                <title>Nicholas Berg</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 May 2004 08:50:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, I watched that Nicholas Berg  beheading video.  I don't know why.  I  just felt compelled to watch it, and  let me say, it changed my perspective  on a lot of things.<br />
<br />
I was never one to believe in an eye  for an eye, the death penalty, etc, but  those four bastards (five, including  the camera man) deserve to die a slow  torturous death and rot in hell for all  of eternity.<br />
<br />
I now believe in the existence  (existance...tence?) of God, which is  odd because most people would be turned  off of God considering he "let" this  happen, but I'm the other way.  I'd  like to belive that that poor man,  Nick, didn't come to that sort of end.   That there's something better for him.   He's not just a headless corpse.  I'd  also like to believe that the men who  killed him will receive what's coming  to them.<br />
<br />
That's the bell. ]]></description>
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                <title>666</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 07 May 2004 08:23:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yay, my page views have hit 666! ]]></description>
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                <title>Finals</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 06 May 2004 17:46:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, I should be studying for a history  final right now.  It's tomorrow, and of  course, I saved all the studying for  the last minute.  Go me!  I find DA  much more appealing, don't you?<br />
<br />
And now...Lady Marmalade...DA  stylel...kinda...<br />
<br />
Where's all my soul sisters:<br />
<a href="http://aimiya.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar"  src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/i/aimiya.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="aimiya" title="aimiya" /></a><br />
<br />
Let me here y'all flow sisters:<br />
<a href="http://snow-munkiie63.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar"  src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/n/snow-munkiie63.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="snow-munkiie63" title="snow-munkiie63" /></a> <a href="http://godsangel19.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar"  src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/default.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="godsangel19" title="godsangel19" /></a> <a href="http://iamaxenafanforever.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar"  src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/i/a/iamaxenafanforever.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="iamaxenafanforever" title="iamaxenafanforever" /></a><br />
<br />
Better get that dough sisters:<br />
<a href="http://morganasbane.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar"  src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/default.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="morganasbane" title="morganasbane" /></a>  (hehe, can you figure out why I put  you here)<br />
<br />
Voulez vous couchette avec moi:<br />
<a href="http://heavyrocker1987.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar"  src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/h/e/heavyrocker1987.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="heavyrocker1987" title="heavyrocker1987" /></a> <a href="http://andrew-harrison2004.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar"  src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/n/andrew-harrison2004.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="andrew-harrison2004" title="andrew-harrison2004" /></a> <a href="http://bwett1.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar"  src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/b/w/bwett1.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="bwett1" title="bwett1" /></a> <a href="http://blergo.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar"  src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/b/l/blergo.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="blergo" title="blergo" /></a> <a href="http://damain.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar"  src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/a/damain.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="damain" title="damain" /></a><br />
<br />
Just kidding about that last part guys.<br />
<br />
That all better work, or someone's  getting a swift kick to their...kneecap! ]]></description>
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                <title>Happy May!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 01 May 2004 22:15:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, graduation is in 21 days.  I'm  moving in 42 days.  The days are  winding down, guys!  It's sad. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":-(" title=":-( (Sad)" /><br />
<br />
The reality of Pensacola is starting to  hit me.  I'm not going to have any  friends there for a while.  Scary  prospect.  Usually when I move  somewhere, it's not a bad thing because  it's during the school year so it's  easier to make friends.  I won't be in  school until late August, so I'll have  a few months to do nothing.  If anyone  lives in that area, send me a note. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":-)" title=":-) (Smile)" />   Don't worry, I'm not a stalker...for  the most part.<br />
<br />
Senior ditch day is on Monday, so I'm  definitely going to ditch so I can do  something better...like sleep.<br />
<br />
Meanwhile, I'm emotionally drained, and  therefore, no poems seem to want to  invade my brain.  I need to occupy that  space and do something productive with  my time, like sleep.  On second  thought, I don't really like  unnecessary (sp?) sleep.  It seems like  a waste of time to me.  I mean, I could  always go out and do things, but  there's really nowhere to go in this  stupid town.  I think my friends and I  have the Starbucks employees convinced  that we're obsessively stalking them,  so it's best to lay low for a while.   I'm seriously not kidding when I say  there's nothing to do.  There's a  Starbucks, a Borders, a crappy mall  with nothing in it, a little coffee  shop in the "center" that no one goes  to, a hair salon, and um...a couple  places to eat.  I mean, there's always  the movie theater, but I'm not big on  watching movies.  I hate this town.   That's the only upside to P'cola.   There's slightly more to do.  Dude,  freakin' prison has more to do than  this town.<br />
<br />
And, as you may have noticed, I can get  poems up now.  I just can't upload  pictures.  Oh well! ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Apr 2004 15:37:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ GRRR my computer is frustrating me!  I  can't upload pictures or send mail  attachments via Yahoo, or any other  mail service/website/anything that  isn't AOL!  It's a conspiracy, I tell  you!<br />
<br />
Anyway, the point of this is.....<br />
<br />
Don't expect me to upload anything  unless I'm at school.  Not that you  care, or anything. :-P ]]></description>
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                <title>Hands Down</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 18 Apr 2004 20:59:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So...I just got over a semi-big fight  with my dad.  Things have calmed down  and now I have a whole new perspective  on things, thanks to a talk I had with  my mom.<br />
<br />
In other news, I'm going to a Dashboard  Confessional concert in may, the day  before my graduation!  Yes!!  Awesome! ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Apr 2004 09:15:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hmm...many of my poems seem to be  morbid.  I've been trying to get away  from that.  But, what is an "angsty  poet" if not morbid?  Well, maybe not  morbid, just slightly depressing.<br />
<br />
And Here's my AOL horoscope for today:<br />
Emotionally speaking, you are in pretty  good shape as you find ways to balance  your own needs with those around you.  The problem is that you are more  vulnerable than usual, and therefore  could act in ways that protect yourself  from undesirable pain. Even with old  fears rising from your subconscious,  you still will be better off by letting  it all hang out instead of holding  those fears deep on the inside.<br />
<br />
I'm vulnerable, eh?  No one hit me. ]]></description>
                <author>~snax-mcgee</author>
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                <title>Inmates</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Apr 2004 15:48:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I just got two collect calls from an  inmate in the county jail.  Jail  bait...in more ways than one.  I guess  that's what I get for advertising for  psychotic serial killers in the last  entry! ]]></description>
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