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  <title>Hey Guys!!!</title>
  <subtitle>yeah...i have an lj!!! cool huh? lol...</subtitle>
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    <title>litl_swimmer @ 2006-08-21T13:25:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-21T23:41:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-21T23:57:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Shine by Aly and AJ</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Snagged this quiz from moofy, who snagged it from someone else. ^__^ Ya gotta love Harry Potter and Hogwarts. I seriously wish it were all real---well, except for the whole "Voldemort evil" thing. *whine* I wanna be a witch!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="jaime's results.."&gt;
&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0pt; PADDING-LEFT: 0pt; BACKGROUND: rgb(129,172,201); PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: rgb(255,255,255); PADDING-TOP: 3px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Social Life at Hogwarts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(216,233,237); TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Everyone, except the Slytherins, like you. You are friendly, nice, and a well-rounded person. Your studies aren't that important, but you pull of decent grades. You live your life with risks and don't think about the consequences. Friends mean a lot to you. Your friends love you because you are always the one who they can talk to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: He is in love with you. You're the one he wants to be with forever. He's tried to push you away, but you refused to leave him. Despite the danger that comes with being his girlfriend, he's too smitten with you to let you go and is glad you are willing to face the danger to be with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron: He loves you as a little sister. He admits to having a crush on you before, but has stronger feelings for Hermione. He acts as an older brother to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hermione: She is one of your best gal pals. She always scolds you for not doing the best in your studies, but she is your friend just the same. She's very happy for you and Harry. She secretly has a crush on Ron, but she won't admit it. And neither will he. You're the one who's going to put them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny: She secretly hates you. You stole Harry and one of her older brothers too. She knows she's overreacting, but she doesn't care. She hates you and shows it when no one is around. But when someone is around she acts like the sweetest little girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neville: Thinks you are great and has a crush on you, but he's too shy to do anything. Plus, you're with Harry now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fred and George: They love you. As a friend though. You're one of the few priviledged people who get to help them with their pranks. They are glad you are with Harry, but sort of wish you ended up with Ron instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver Wood: He knows you, but doesn't really talk to you. All he knows is that you are Harry's girlfriend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cedric Diggory: Him, like Oliver Wood, knows you, but doesn't talk to you. Or should I say he knew you. That is before he died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cho Chang: She is slightly jealous of your relationship with Harry. Cedric died and she was left alone, and her and Harry didn't work out either. She is nice to you, but doesn't really like or hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lavender Brown: She doesn't like you because she thinks Ron likes you more than a friend. She hates Hermione more than you though, if that helps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draco Malfoy: He doesn't like you at all. You seem like a goody-two-shoes to him. He dislikes you even more because you're Potter's girlfriend. All in all, he doesn't talk to you or have any contact with you whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pansy: Doesn't talk to you and hates you. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crabbe and Goyle: Don't know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbledore: He likes you and thinks you are strong-willed and perfect for Harry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McGonagall: She thinks your an average skilled witch, she doesn't really notice you that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hagrid: He adores you and constantly invites you to help him with his creatures. He loves that you and Harry are together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snape: He hates you. Loathes you. Despises you. He thinks you are very poor skilled and dislikes you even more for being Harry's girlfriend. He loves taking points away from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voldemort: You are on his list of people to kill. You make the top 5. Not exactly a good thing, but what'd you expect being Harry's girlfriend and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reputation: Harry's Girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Take this &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" target="quizilla" href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/asianvoice/quizzes/Social+Life+at+Hogwarts"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;These results are pretty detailed, huh? It's cool cause it sounds a lot like me....but I don't like the fact that some people hate me. I don't like to be hated. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol...My friend randomly told me one day with a dreamy sigh, "I wish I could go to Hogwarts..." It was totally random and me and my friend Bailey laughed our butts off. But it's kind of true, isn't it? ;)</content>
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    <title>GUESS WHO'S BACK?!?!</title>
    <published>2006-08-18T03:07:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-18T03:07:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Because You Live - Jesse McCartney</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;HOLY CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3"&gt;how long has it been? months? wow...i've been gone a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been totally busy this past summer....i went to Japan and Washington DC and Ohio, not to mention my dad's running for the mayoral seat here in Maui, so the campaign's driving all of us crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add that to work and swimming, and you've got one hell of a summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now since school had started, i guess i've sort of settled back in. it sucks, though. now that i'm a sophomore, the work's harder, and for some reason life seems to be so boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!!! on the bright side, which is the reason i'm even able to update is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;I GOT MY LAPTOP BACK!!!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="3"&gt;::cheers::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3"&gt;thing is, over the summer, after i came back from DC, our home computer was GONE. turns out it wouldnt turn on, and so my mom had to take it into repairs, and it wasnt even fixed. anyways, once we actually got it on again, we decided not to take any chances and have left it on for like a month since then. and now my mom's taking up all the time on the computer for some campaign work for my dad, and i barely had time to go on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so getting the laptop was the best thing that has happened so far. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then!!! another thing i just found out today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff" size="5"&gt;FRANKIE'S MOVIE MIGHT GET THROUGH!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omfg, i just heard from Molly that frankie's script for her first Phil of the Future Movie came back with some good feedback, and it might actually move up into a movie! can you guys BELIEVE that?!?! i'm totally stoked. seriously. i'm waiting for some news from frankie now, so i hope i can get in touch with her soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so....lets see....any other random projects i'm working on???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. i started another PoTF fanfic a while back, but i haven't gotten past the second chapter, half of the reason being because of my f***ed up computer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other reason is because i sort of moved on from PotF itself because the show is pretty much over. the season finale shows this saturday, and unless we actually pull through with a third season or get frankie's movie, i've pretty much lost interest in the show. it's nice to watch from time to time, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i've started a new project. i don't remember how it happened, but all i know is that one day i had these sketches of my friends and i, and suddenly this entire plot popped into my head and i had myself my very own story. and since i got back into the drawing hobby this past summer, i turned that story into a comic book! so that's my current project now, i'm mainly focusing on that and this other comic book me and my two other friends are working on; it's the third volume so far, ever since we started the first one back in eighth grade two years back. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie dokie. i'm pretty much done. hopefully from now on i'll be updating more often, especially since i've got more computer time on my hands. i've missed all my cyber buddies!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~jaime&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>litl_swimmer @ 2006-05-03T10:54:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-03T22:13:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-03T22:22:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>teacher is playing orchestra music...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;this was copied and pasted from my xanga, because im just too lazy to do anything myself twice. XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a while, and you probably wont understand half of the things im saying, so im also putting in my saved draft update here that i hadnt posted yet. so hopefully itll catch you up. sorry for taking so long to update....ive just been sooooo busy!!! so here we go! be ready for an extremely EXTREMELY long entry!!! ^__^&amp;nbsp; and look, i color coded it just so that it wont be as confusing! YAY!!! so&lt;span style="COLOR: red"&gt; red&lt;/span&gt; would be the update i hadnt finished and didnt post, and &lt;span style="COLOR: navy"&gt;blue &lt;/span&gt;would be my thoughts right now, and &lt;span style="COLOR: #339966"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; shall be the entry i copied and pasted from my xanga. got it? lol...here we go then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break" /&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="RED!!! (pre-banquet happenings...)"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Wow. I haven't updated here in a long time. A LOOOOOONG time. O_O Soooo..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much drama has happened to me, and I don't even have a boyfriend. Quite ironic, I must admit. And in this situation, I happen to hate irony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our banquet is coming up, right? I was supposed to go with the guy I liked, my best guy friend, and had actually got enough guts to set it up so that we would go together. Yeah, I was totally happy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For about three days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next week, I saw him at Costco and asked if he had been serious about the whole "going to the banquet thing", and he went and said that "us going together could be an excuse to give to people who asks us to the banquet who we don't like". In other words...us going is nothing more than an EXCUSE. So I played along with it, thinking he was just kidding because that's just how he is... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then he started telling me that I should go with one of his friends instead, and all that junk, and I finally realize that he was serious. I couldn't believe it. He ended up telling me on e-maill that he wanted to go with someone else because he "always hung around me", but how can you do that if you don't even have ANY CLASSES with a person? He was making excuses, and I didn't know why, but it was irritating me. Why agree to go with me if you were just going to crush my hopes less than a week later? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I found out why he was trying so hard to get&amp;nbsp;rid me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, after sports practice, he walked up to a girl who used to like him last year, a girl that he didn't even talk to anymore, and also a girl that just-so happened to be one of my closest best friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he asked her to the banquet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, she wasn't one of those people who end up not telling their friends about it and creating even more of a havoc, because she called me up that same night and told me what had happened. And I could not believe it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm...right about there, I think I gave up. -_____- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, she's the one who wanted me to go out with this guy, and was also one of my friends that was most supportive about it. She didn't even like him anymore, and that's why she was so shocked when he asked her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even more ironically...this has happened before, and I just didn't see it coming, or never thought I would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had asked out a girl last year when she had like him the year before, and now he was asking my friend to banquet in the EXACT SAME MANNER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: navy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats where i stopped....so let's continue. ^__^ let's see....my best guy friend's name is kaulana (pronounced "cow-luh-nuh"), to make it clearer, and my best friend's name, the girl kaulana asked to banquet after he ditched me, is sage. kaulana and sage. okay? lol. let's continue. so the thing was, this thing had happened before in almost the exact same way, where this other girl, kawehi, liked kaulana in seventh grade, and he hated her. but in eighth grade, he somehow changed his mind and decided to ask her out. and now, sage had liked him last year, and now he was asking her to banquet this year. ironic, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: red"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: navy"&gt;anyways, sage was totally shock out of her mind when he had asked her, and when she called me up she was freaking out and telling me that she had wanted me to go with him, not her, and that if i said so, she wouldnt go with him. the thing is, sage was now probably the most supportive of me when it came to kaulana, and shes the one who wanted us to go out more than anything. thus, again with the irony. either way, no matter how...depressed i was about this whole situation, i couldnt do that to sage, or even kaulana. so i told her to go&amp;nbsp;with him, and after listening to about ten minutes of "are you sure?" and "jaime, are you okay? are you mad at me???" and "im sorry jaime, i know youre sad!!!" and "are you SURE youre okay???" i hung up and immediately called my other closest friend, bailey (who was also very supportive of the whole me/kaulana thing), and told her everything. lets just say that bailey hates kaulanas guts and wants to beat him up now for everything thats happened. she still does. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: red"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: navy"&gt;either way, thats what happened. i had pretty much given up, and now i was just trying my best to avoid kaulana so i could finally get over him. as oblivious as guys are, though, he didnt even realize what i was doing and thought that i was cool with everything, even though i wasnt even talking to him anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: red"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: navy"&gt;well, skip to this past friday, where we had mass high school song practice for the upcoming song fest that night. i was sitting next to yet another friend, shea (pronounced "shay"), who i had told, and she suddenly remembered something she had forgotten to tell me. turns out she had been talking to kaulana the day before and he STILL had thought that everything was okay, but then shea had said, "you MUST be crazy." and he realized everything. and now he was pissed off at me because he thought that all this time i had only been hanging out with him just because i liked him. now, keep in mind that me and kaulana go waaaaaaay back to like, kindergaten when it comes to us being friends. i was so shocked and hurt when shea told me this that i knew that, for one, now he knew everything, and for two, he was taking it all wrong. so basically, i would have to talk to him now. and if it went the way it was going...id have to talk to him during the banquet. the worst time of all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: red"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: navy"&gt;okay, i think ive caught you up...but before we go onto the copied xanga entry, let's get a few things straight. the thing i was planning on telling kaulana was that i couldnt believe that he actually thought i only hung out with him cause i liked him, and that the reason i DIDNT tell him i didnt like him was because i was more afraid of what it could do to the friendship (which means i cared more about the friendship than some stupid crush, and thats why i couldnt believe he actually thought what he thought). and then i was gonna tell him straight that from now on i was going to avoid him, because all i was trying to do now was get over him, and obviously it hadnt worked when i tried to stay his friend at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000080"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...okay. did i get everything? okie dokie. moving on!!! you still reading this? id be surprised if you are, cause this is one hell of an entry. lol...its totally dramatic too. so hang in there!!! ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000080"&gt;oh, yeah! dont mind the random names i put in there, those are all of my friends. on a side note, i slept over my friend jalisa's house so we could get ready at her house, and after banquet i slept over my other friend kailana's house and then went straight to the carnival after that, which was where....oh, you'll find out. okay, here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="moving on...GREEN!!! (banquet/carnival weekend)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #339966"&gt;sooooo.....were shall i begin??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banquet was....alright. jalisa spent three full hours doing five of our makeups, me included, and lei ended up doing my hair. it was like a mini salon, i tell you! so that was fun as well, tho i felt a bit sorry for jalis cause she ended up having to rush to do her own makeup and hair and i dont think she got to do what she wanted so she was majorly bummed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we got there, i had to talk to kaulana, which i was dreading cause i would have to tell him EVERYTHING...but then, when it came time to talk to him and we went outside to talk...he was very...understanding. it was very strange indeed. the stupid thing was, i told him straight that i was going to avoid him to get over him, and he replied, "so after that, youll hang out with me again?" LOSER. i mean, seriously, i cant believe he actually thinks everything will be the same after all this. but then again, he only realized that i liked him NOW, so i guess there's major oblivion in every guy one way or another. either way, the rest of the night with him around was VERY awkward, because now he knew that i liked him and was trying to get over him, and so every single time we passed each other we'd both see each other then glance away real fast and quickly walk away. XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weird thing was...near the end of the dance, he asked me to dance. IDIOT, DO YOU NOT REALIZE THAT I AM TRYING-TO-GET-OVER-YOU?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*deep breath* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont understand guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but other than that...banquet was good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOO... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept over my friend kailana's house (NOT kaulana...people get confused sometimes when i say it), and we were soooo hyper...she had this karaoke set with all these songs, and we sang (very badly, i might add) until around midnight, songs like "stronger" and "lucky" by brittney spears, and "september" by earth wind and fire, and "crocodile rock" by elton john, a song that had us crying with laughter on the ground when kailana screamed the chorus and "OH LORDY MAMA!" through the microphone. if this site wasnt public, i would post the video i took of it on my camera. anyways... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stayed up till three, then woke up around eight the next morning and played twister, i got some hilarious poses on my camera as well. all will be at the bottom of this entry. *nods* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went straight to the carnival after the sleepover and met my friends sage, jalisa, cymbree, and lei (along with josh and jordan, cym and jalisa's boyfriends) and rode whatever rides we could. unfortunately, it rained a bit of the way through and we couldnt ride as much. i think we only rode the zipper, then the spinout, then the pharoh's fury, then the supreme scream mini ride, then the zipper again. that last time on the zipper we flipped seventeen times, four of those flips done after the ride stopped. it was fun fun fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we had missed the first hypnotist show at 2:00, so we had decided we would go see the 4:00 show cause me, lei, and sage all wanted to be chosen to be hypnotised. we were so intent on following that decision that the three of us actually left the rest of our friends in the line for the zipper, possibly our last chance at riding it, just to go to the show before they chose the volunteers to go on the stage. we got there in time, and it was only then sage and lei didnt feel like volunteering anymore. i still wanted to, so we stayed and hoped that we would get chosen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got chosen first, and then near the end, when i was starting to think that i would be the only one from the three of us to be hypnotised, the hypnotist called both lei and sage to the stage as the last two people. it was awesome. we sat in the chairs, listened to his instructions... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and within a few minutes, i forgot everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, before he set the command for me to sleep, i saw sage walk off the stage because her phone had rung, pulling her out of her trance. bummer. and then the guy came and put me to sleep and i didnt care anymore. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, sadly, the rest is kind of a blur. i DID remember everything when i first woke up, but now i can barely remember the details and everything. what i DO remember is that i was a ballet instructor and was teaching everyone to dance ballet, and also there was a booty shaking contest and i actually shook my butt in front of the entire audience. EMBARASSING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the most awesome and hilarious part was right after, for the grand finale. the hypnotist had randomly selected people from our group to do one more thing before the show was over, then he let us off the stage. luckily i wasnt chosen, cause i kind of remember him saying stuff like "dancing and singing lady marmalade" and "ricky martin" and "elvis" and "strippers" and "nsync" and i DID NOT want to do any of that. we got off the stage, and i pulled an extremely dazed lei along with me. for some reason she was more off than i was, and i was beginning to wonder if she was okay, when suddenly the hypnotist said the words "moulin rouge" on the microphone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lei suddenly went still. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes widened and i thought she was one of the people to do the grand finale, as the lady marmalade singers/dancers, but when the music started playing, it had no effect on her. i relaxed, thinking it was over, and was about to turn to watch the show up on stage, where three girls were dancing up to. but i couldnt help keep my gaze on lei, who was still standing in front of me with this blank face. by this time, the song must have been playing for around two or three seconds, i was pretty sure she wasnt--- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, a seductive grin broke out on lei's face out of nowhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she started dancing EXACTLY like christina aguilera or those other singers and dancers you see on tv. right in front of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes went wide with shock and i fell back against the table with a small shriek, watching with unbelieving eyes as lei continued to break out in those flirty dance moves. then my shock turned into awe, and i started cracking up hysterically. "OHMIGOD!!! SAGE, TAPE THIS ON MY CAMERA!!! QUICK!!!" i rushed over to sage and tried to show her where the record button was when all of a sudden i felt someone grip my hand and wrist. i looked up to see lei still dancing with that smile, and with a jerk she began pulling me towards the stage to where the other three girls were, all of them still under the trance. i could not believe it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jumped up on stage with her and watched with amused shock as she continued dancing with me and with the other girls, lip synching perfectly with the music and dancing EXACTLY as a lady marmalade dancer would. it was completely blowing me away, i tell you. she linked arms with me and was about to start singing the second verse when the hypnotist's voice rang out through the speakers, "wide awake, ladies!" and the music stopped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost instantly lei stopped, pulling her arm out of mines and going back into that daze once more as if she hadnt remembered a single thing she'd just done. i held her by the shoulders. "OHMIGOD, LEI....do you know what YOU JUST DID?!" i said in awe as the hypnotist thanked all of us and said we could go off stage. she just looked at me with this completely blank, confused look on her face and said, "....what???" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was priceless. and i got it all on tape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, once again...i cant post it, cause for one, this place is public. also because lei doesnt want me showing anyone, enough people saw it at the fair. XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the best thing is, me and lei ordered the DVD taping of the entire one hour show, so we get to watch every stupid thing we did when the DVD comes in about three weeks. i MUST show it to you guys. im serious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was my weekend. it was seriously something to remember. wow, wasnt this entry long? now time for pictures!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/litl_swimmer_kid/CIMG0898.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was my outfit for banquet. ^__^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="" width="500" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/litl_swimmer_kid/CIMG0918.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the girls that got ready at jalisa's house....from the left: jalisa, nanea, lei, karisa, then me and larissa on the bottom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="" width="500" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/litl_swimmer_kid/CIMG0922.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope, me, and anu. see all the makeup on me? SEE??? oh, and the blur on the side is my friend keani's hand. idiot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="" width="500" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/litl_swimmer_kid/CIMG0955.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the banquet at kailana's house....bailey, me, lory, and kailana. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="" width="500" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/litl_swimmer_kid/CIMG0984.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, lei (making faces) and sage (smiling regular...lol)&amp;nbsp;in the games tent at the carnival....when it was raining. XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="" width="500" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/litl_swimmer_kid/CIMG1027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me during the hypnotist show, picture taken by sage...lol, i dont even know who the guy is and i was sleeping on him.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="" width="500" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/litl_swimmer_kid/CIMG1006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh...that would be me in the pink shirt, the ballet instructor...i cant believe i actually did that!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="" width="500" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/litl_swimmer_kid/CIMG1002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh, that was us doing the "50's style twist"...good thing i have these pictures, or i wouldnt have remembered all the stuff i did... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="" width="500" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/litl_swimmer_kid/CIMG1014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was us freaking out when the hypnotist guy "had no pants on"...you can imagine our reactions... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, thats all for now. my father is ordering me off the computer now, cause the dishes are waiting for me in the sink. i better not come back here in a few days and not see any comments, because this took me LIKE AN HOUR TO TYPE AND UPLOAD!!! SO COMMENT DAMMIT!!! lol. i love you guys. &amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~JA NE!!!~&amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;/lj-cut&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: navy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie dokie! that was it! CONGRATS!!! YOU JUST READ MY WHOLE LIFE STORY (well, not really, but you know what i mean) IN ONE ENTRY!!! *cheers* i must be off now. *falls asleep because it took so long to type this out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv you guys!!! ^__^ dont forget to comment!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>litl_swimmer @ 2006-03-18T17:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-19T03:55:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-19T03:55:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;You won't &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; how difficult it is to try and wrap up a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;I'm SERIOUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;See, I'm actually done typing up the final chapter for IOYK (short for If OnlyYou Knew...thank you moofy for that lovely abbreviation that I was too lazy to realize myself), but the thing is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;IT'S PISSING ME OFF&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;. I don't know, something about it just doesn't feel right, and being the perfectionist that I am (sadly), I'm not going to even bother posting&amp;nbsp;the chapter&amp;nbsp;on FFNet if it's anything short of what I'm aiming for it to be. Which means...for those of you who &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;read my story...that's not a good sign for you. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; sorry. anyways, hopefully my mind will actually work right pretty soon, cause I'm getting anxious over my own story. That doesn't even make sense, but since when do I &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; make sense, really?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto to other things now...for one, I'm stranded at my dear grandmother's house because my entire family decided to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;DITCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me and go to my older brother's song contest on another island. It's basically this intra-school singing competition between the high school grades, and since my brother is a senior, my parents and little brother went to watch him. Unfortunately for me there wasn't enough tickets, so I got left behind to watch it on television with my grandparents. I guess it isn't so bad, but my grandma's house doesn't have internet connection, so here I am typing out this entry when I'm already out of my wireless connection zone for school. (yeah, I'm on the bus right now and it's leaving the school, so there goes my internet connection.) In other words, I'm typing this now when I'll probably only end up posting it tomorrow afternoon or so because I won't be back home and with my lovely internet connection until then. So...uh...&lt;font color="#00ff00" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy &lt;font color="#339966"&gt;St.&lt;/font&gt; Patrick's &lt;font color="#339966"&gt;Day!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; ^_^ (keep in mind that while I type this, it's still March 17.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, let's see...well, actually, the reason I'm leaving school so early and thus not able to go on the internet is because my friend, who I usually stay after school to work out with...is going home early. You see, yesterday I saw her crying and I didn't even know why, and when I started chatting with her online I found out that her grandmother had passed away &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;that morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I don't even know why she came to school yesterday when her grandma had just died, but she did, and she was completely devastated. So she's probably not going to stay after school for a while because of it. And this totally affected me, but not because I don't want to stay after school without her there, but because what she's going through is having a full-blown effect on me as well. She's completely different...silent, somber, always looking sad (well heck, she was crying all yesterday!), and that's just&amp;nbsp;not the friend I'm used to, and I feel so so bad for her. I can understand what she's going through, because I seriously can't imagine what my life would be like if I were in her situation. Even if you don't know her, guys, please keep my friend DeAnna in your prayers. She needs all the support she can get...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. This has gotten quite long. Also, have you noticed that I'm actually using proper grammar this time around? Haha...yeah, I'm working on it, slowly but surely. Either way, we're almost down at the bus stop, so I gotta jet. (why does that phrase sound so familiar? Where have I heard it before? Jimmy Neutron? Some t.v. show??? I dunno, I'll have to think about it later.) Uh...hope you all have a good...tomorrow. Which will technically be "today" when I post this. Eh. I'm confusing myself now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>I CAN DANCE!!! WHOO!!!</title>
    <published>2006-03-12T01:04:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-12T01:04:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Stairway to Heaven (Korean Stuff)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so i taped the high school musical dance along thing last night, since i wasnt home. it only taped an hour, though, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can dance to the first part of "we're all in this together" now. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats my accomplishment for this weekend. pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note...yesterday, my dad formally announced his position to run for the mayoral race in this year's upcoming election. *sing song voice* my daddy's gonna run for maaaayyyooor...lol. it hit the front [age news today, so that was pretty cool. and now comes the stress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im off then. gonna have some ice cream!!! &amp;lt;3 and moofy still hasnt reviewed like, four or five chapters of my story, and i promised her that i wouldnt post the final chapter until she put up her reviews...POST THEM, MOOFY, POST THEM ALREADY!!! lol. i didnt even start typing out the final chapter yet anyways, though, but still...doesnt hurt to like reviews, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie dokie then. luv y'all!!! &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>its almost over...</title>
    <published>2006-03-08T21:49:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-08T21:49:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i cant believe that, after almost one full year...my fanfiction is pretty much complete. i have one chapter left, and then...its over. damn...it was so fun writing it, but i dont know if ill ever have the time to do another one...anyways, for those of you who read my story, its been updated. just a warning, though...if youre looking for some comic relief, youre not gonna find it in this chapter. lol. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh-oh. gotta go take a hawaiian quiz now. ill add more later.</content>
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    <title>new icon!!!</title>
    <published>2006-03-06T22:10:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-06T22:10:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">o.m.g.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rented and watched Just Like Heaven this past weekend in celebration of Girl's Day (japanese holiday...im half japanese), and i absolutely...fell in LOVE with it. its now my new favorite movie, i cant believe i didnt get to watch it in theaters! i watched the full movie three times this weekend: friday, saturday, and then sunday with my mom, not including the countless times i rewatched small parts. yes...its an obsession, but i still cant get ove rhow good of a movie it was! reese witherspoon is definitely the best actress for the part, and she and mark ruffalo were priceless. i wouldnt have liked it any other way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, since i loved it so much, i went and found pictures and made me an icon, which is now my default icon as of now. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall go and buy the DVD if anything. i saw it at costco...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh, lunchtime. see ya!</content>
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    <title>Free Period!!! Yay!!!</title>
    <published>2006-03-02T22:19:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-02T22:25:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Feelin' Blue - Earth, Wind, and Fire</lj:music>
    <content type="html">we have a free block period for hawaiian, so i get to update. yay. :) sorry its been a while, ive just been a bit busy...for starters, last weekend was my state swim meet on the big island of hawaii, it was sooooo much fun! our whole swim team went except for one person, even though not everyone made the qualifying times to go. we stayed in a ghetto hotel, but it was still awesome. oh, wait....now i have to talk about the swimming part, because thats the reason we actually went. haha. anyways, i did pretty good, and me and my older brother had a family cheer squad of ten people! it was pretty awesome. and then my brother broke a record for one of his swims and the entire pool deck went wild with screaming and cheering and all that stuff. and i got it on tape. usually i dont care much about my older bro, but i was pretty damn proud for him. hes faster at swimming that ill ever be. T_T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i took a load of pictures and video clips of random things, and since we went to our "sister" school for the swimmeet, i took pictures of that too. their school is so much nicer than ours, i dont know why they think our school is better. well, anyways, after the swimmeet and everything we went bowling and i scored a 122...the second highest score out of our whole swim team. :) but then i accidentally blurted something out loud that caused this whole big bad situation to take place and i accidentally made my best friend cry because of it and felt EXTREMELY bad. long story short, i felt really crappy the rest of the night and blamed my friend for it, then when i realized how stupid that was of me, i got pissed off at myself and didnt really talk to anyone for the rest of the night. we had to come back the next morning, and i avoided my friend as much as possible cause i felt so bad, but then after we got back i apologized and everything came back to normal. *whew* long paragraphs. but that was my states trip. fun fun, except for the last part. and next i shall post some pictures...you can click the linkie if you want to see them, but for now im just gonna continue to ramble on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img height="343" width="494" alt="" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/litl_swimmer_kid/canyousayWHOA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is part of the school. only part of the HIGH SCHOOL! theres still the middle school and the elementary....its so huge!!! O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 472px; HEIGHT: 347px" height="377" width="674" alt="" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/litl_swimmer_kid/listeningtomusicinthewrestlingroom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats us hanging out in the school's wrestling room before the swim meet. my senior friend nikki, my junior friend deanna, and me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="500" alt="" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/litl_swimmer_kid/100freetopchamp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the picture i took after my brother davis won one of his races...he's the one in the middle. does he look like me??? people say he does, but i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 542px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="536" width="500" alt="" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/litl_swimmer_kid/thefamilyreactiontodavissfinalrelay.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol....this is my family's reaction to my brother and his team winning the relay at the end of the swim meet. my mom's taping, and yup....thats my dad and my little brother. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; HEIGHT: 619px" height="536" width="500" alt="" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/litl_swimmer_kid/thelastdinnertogether.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is dinner time on the last night...also our swim team's last dinner together since the seniors are leaving this year...*tear* yeah, i know, we have a small team. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie dokie. thats it for now. thanks for viewing!!! ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now that swim season is officially over, i have absolutely nothing to do, and because i dont want to get fat, ive actually come up with my own solution: eat less and work out! the working out part is easy, cause me and the same friend from the trip stay after school and go to the weight training/trainer's room everyday. its just the eating part thats so difficult. cause i eat so much!!! O_O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, thats about it for now. my friend sage wants to play chess with me now, but im not a chess geek! i just like to play it from time to time. lol. see ya. ;) &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>litl_swimmer @ 2006-02-23T13:41:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-23T23:58:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-23T23:58:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>biology stuff...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so....like i said yesterday...here are some totally random pictures taken with my camera!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="361" alt="a part of my school...very very green!!! :)" width="512" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/litl_swimmer_kid/CIMG0044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my school....well, at least part of it. actually, thats only one of the four or so buildings on the high school campus. the middle and elementary campuses are above us...i think if you look near the very top left hand side of the picture you can see the middle school. =) ill try to take more pictures of the school later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 492px; HEIGHT: 350px" height="318" width="443" alt="" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/litl_swimmer_kid/CIMG0043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lookie! i was walking up with my friend to the bus stop at the front of the high school after swim practice ended, and this is what we saw! isnt it pretty, the clouds? hey look, you can see our swimming pool! haha. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 530px; HEIGHT: 359px" height="378" width="554" alt="" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/litl_swimmer_kid/CIMG0041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the picture i took before i saw the sun. haha. but look, the sky is sooo pretty!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 425px; HEIGHT: 306px" height="426" width="560" alt="" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a72/litl_swimmer_kid/CIMG0039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, another random picture. these are some of my swim friends...theyre all older than me. the two girls are seniors and the guy is a junior. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie dokie...im in biology now, so i gotta jet and take some notes. T_T more pictures soon!!! ; ) luv ya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>IVE GONE DIGITAL!!!</title>
    <published>2006-02-23T00:20:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-23T00:20:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my teacher's annoying voice in biology</lj:music>
    <content type="html">o.m.g. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night...i got myself a DIGITAL CAMERA. i think im gonna go crazy with it now, because i LOVE pictures. theyre like, my life. so...within the next few entries, expect some random pictures to be posted here. heck, if you guys want to see what hawaii/maui/my school/all that kind of stuff looks like, i can sure pull that up! lol! and then i can show you how hot it is here even though its still the middle of WINTER. &amp;gt;:( anyways, yeah. expect pictures nonetheless. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its kind of funny, though...i got a camera before i got a cell phone. kind of sad. -____-</content>
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    <title>litl_swimmer @ 2006-02-16T15:25:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-17T01:29:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-17T01:29:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dreaming of You - Selena</lj:music>
    <content type="html">crud. im falling for him all over again. T_T stupid valentines day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aw, who am i kidding? that was the best valentine's day ever. im just to scared to fall in "love". or "like". whatever you call it. either way, cant stop it now. might as well just enjoy it then. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i know i dont make sense. but thats okay. im sure you guys have that sort of day too sometimes. lol.</content>
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    <title>HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!! &amp;lt;3</title>
    <published>2006-02-14T21:05:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-14T21:05:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>jazzy music in hawaiian class!!! lol...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">...okay, i lied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;technically because of the chocolate, because its not like i got anything from my boyfriend...because i HAVE no boyfriend. hardy har har. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still...its always fun to dress up in pink, red, and white clothes and stuff OTHER than the regular boring old uniform. and i DO love chocolate. i mean, who doesnt? other than the people, like my friend keani, who is allergic to chocolate. now THAT sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im actually still waiting for that certain someone to give me chocolate, though i guess i wont keep my hopes high---last night i asked jokingly for him to give me chocolate today, so i wouldnt know. itd be cool, though, huh? a lot actually happened last night, but im too lazy to get into it. lets just say the time was spent well. ^_^ im in a good mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, just aced my hawaiian test, and its almost lunchtime (LASAGNA!!!), and then we have a dance after fourth block celebrating valentine's day. stupid, though, cause its only 45 minutes, which is pretty gay, but at least we're skipping some of class. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! its kind of funny, today theres an activity where everyone got a paper heart on string, and if you hear someone say the word "like", then you can take their heart away. at the dance the person with the most hearts will be named king or queen of hearts, or something like that. its stupid, but so fun, because its practically impossible (especially for the girls) to NOT say "like"! and now everyones trying to trick everyone else to say "like". so now me and all my friends are talking really really slow so we make sure that we dont slip. its pretty hilarious. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie dokie. rambling too much. ill see you guys around....have a happy valentine's day!!! ;)</content>
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    <title>a few reasons on why i hate valentine's day...</title>
    <published>2006-02-13T04:25:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-04T23:22:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;heres a poem i made a year ago about valentines day that i still stick to...i found it on one of the first pages of my xanga, so i decided to post it here for all you guys to enjoy. :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;MY VALENTINE'S DAY POEM&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;Valentine’s day is such a drag!&lt;br&gt;You put on your clothes, you pack your bag,&lt;br&gt;You get on the bus, they’re &lt;em&gt;everywhere&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br&gt;Couples in seats, some here and there...&lt;br&gt;They’re cuddling up, they’re holding hands,&lt;br&gt;They’re making out--now ain’t that grand?&lt;br&gt;You get to school--it’s even worse!&lt;br&gt;You’re so pissed off you wanna burst!&lt;br&gt;Roses, chocolates, a hug and kiss,&lt;br&gt;A little snicker you might have missed,&lt;br&gt;You’re all alone without a date...&lt;br&gt;Not even a valentine! Now &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; you hate!&lt;br&gt;It’s so messed up, it’s just not right...&lt;br&gt;No roses? No chocolate? Not even a bite?&lt;br&gt;There’s so much love, but none for you,&lt;br&gt;And all your friends have valentines, too!&lt;br&gt;But don’t you worry, for it’s&amp;nbsp;only a&amp;nbsp;day,&lt;br&gt;If it’s just too much, you can come my way!&lt;br&gt;We’ll stay at home, we’ll have a seat,&lt;br&gt;We’ll watch some movies, we’ll bum and eat!&lt;br&gt;We’ll chow on chocolates our grandmas bought,&lt;br&gt;It’s so pathetic, how we sit and rot...&lt;br&gt;But its okay, we’ll have each other,&lt;br&gt;We’ll be lazy brats, we'll piss off our mothers!&lt;br&gt;But&amp;nbsp;when the day ends, we’ll be just fine&lt;br&gt;That is, until V-Day comes around next time…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;based on that little poem rant, i guess you can tell how i feel about valentine's day...or you couldve guessed it from the title of this entry. either way, this is one of the reasons v-day irritates me---IVE GOT NO BOYFRIEND!!! i mean, i &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; like someone, of course, but he's like, my best guy friend that ive known for years...and i really dont want to mess up that relationship, right? anyways, its a long LONG story that started in seventh grade, but basically its sort of the whole Phil/Keely relationship concept, except theres no happy ending as of yet. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;anyways...along with that, i just received an email on friday from this guy i barely even know, a sophomore who used to swim on our high school swim team before he quit a little while later. and he asked me to &lt;em&gt;sophomore banquet&lt;/em&gt;. i dont even KNOW the guy!!! its scary!!!&amp;nbsp; here, ill post the entire email chain between me and him...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From:&lt;/strong&gt; Brian Speelman Jr.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sent:&lt;/b&gt; Fri 2/10/2006 1:15 PM&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;To:&lt;/b&gt; Jaimelyn Kane&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Subject:&lt;/b&gt; Hia&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#3366ff" size="3"&gt;Hey Jamie,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#3366ff"&gt;When is your freshman banquet? Oh, yeah i was wondering if you wanted to go with me to Sophomore Banquet, because couple a days ago, i wanted to tell you that i have a crush on you, but you were by all of your friends.... yeah just wanted to tell you that. Email me back.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#3366ff"&gt;PS. I trying for say i like you, only ting is dat someone told me you going out wit someone.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From:&lt;/strong&gt; Jaimelyn Kane&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sent:&lt;/b&gt; Sat 2/11/2006 9:05 PM&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;To:&lt;/b&gt; Brian Speelman Jr.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Subject:&lt;/b&gt; RE: Hia&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
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&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Tempus Sans ITC" color="#41d885" size="2"&gt;um...is this really brian?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#3366ff" size="3"&gt;Yea, it is. y?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#3366ff"&gt;i know it seems weird right now being all this and stuff but to tell you da truth i had a crush on you beginning of this year. i wanted to tell you so bad but everyone kept telling me dat u was goin out wit some1 and yea i got all dicouraged and stuff and didnt want to ask you. I know it seems stoopid of me telling u dis now but i just wanted to tell u that because i felt like not telling u dis was jus makin it harder for me to do later down da road and might even make it worse by you telling me dat u is going out wit some1. yea i wanted to let you know to&amp;nbsp;see wat ur reaction was, now knowin its like a big suprise, and to see what move u'd make.... while im doin dis getting stuff off my back...................&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From:&lt;/strong&gt; Jaimelyn Kane&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sent:&lt;/b&gt; Sat 2/11/2006 10:44 PM&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;To:&lt;/b&gt; Brian Speelman Jr.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Subject:&lt;/b&gt; RE: Hia&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
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&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Tempus Sans ITC" color="#41d885" size="2"&gt;uh...okay. just making sure.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Tempus Sans ITC" color="#41d885" size="2"&gt;but...didnt you like, ask out two other girls from my class? bailey and darrelyn? and who's telling you that im going out with someone? and who is the person they said im going out with???&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#3366ff"&gt;yea i did... : (&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bailey said that she didnt or wasnt redy 4 a relationship, so she said no. Darrelyn, was to caught up in fighting with her senior/junior boyfriend that she dumped i guess and i wasnt gonna wait around for dat so i told her no. I dont exactly know who told me, u know how your jus walkin round and u here people talkin behind other peoples backs and stuff, im sure it was jus a rumor and thats y i asked to see if you were... sorry, i shouldve told u bout darrelyn and bailey but wen i asked them i tought i really liked them but it was just a mistake...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;so yeah. see, the thing is, i was just trying to find out who told him all these rumors about me going out with someone, i dont want to go out with him or go to banquet with him or be his valentine because i dont KNOW him. and also because i like someone else. but now i think that he's thinking that i actually DO like him, and yet in my next reply ill have to tell him no and pretty much break his heart. and...ugh...this is like, a majorly sticky situation. i really dont want to hurt his feelings, but i dont want to be in a relationship either. and most of all, i dont want to have ANY CONTACT with him at school after this. too awkward, and i absolutely &lt;em&gt;hate&lt;/em&gt; awkwardness. hehe...care to help, guys? XD&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;anyways, theres a lot more to it, but i just cant deal with it right now. i was &lt;em&gt;planning&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;to pull in the guy i like, kaulana,&amp;nbsp;into this whole situation by telling brian that im going out with him and then use &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; as an excuse to hang out with kaulana and all that stuff...but somehow i feel like its totally gonna backfire on me. but its very &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; tempting...eh. anyways, that would be some of the many reasons to why i HATE valentines day at the moment. minusing all the chocolates and stuff. i love chocolate, so it doesnt count. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;anyways, its dinnertime. time for STEAK!!! yum...^_^ see ya guys!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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    <title>litl_swimmer @ 2006-02-07T10:13:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-07T20:28:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-07T20:29:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>chatter in the classroom...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">if school was ever so boring, itd be right now at this moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in class right now, kind of like a study hall except its more like study skills....lets just call it freshmen seminar. ugh...but i swear i fell asleep at least twice, because we had christian education and i couldnt pay attention for five minutes. and right now i have my head on the desk as i type this...i dont even know why im so sleepy. -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; omg...so i slept over my friend Sage's house last night because we have this huge ninth grade project that we just started, and our first task was to create two dishes of food, one original recipe and then one remade healthy one, where you change the ingrdients to make healthy substitutions. we made burritoes...yum. so after staying up for a few hours making those darn things while listening to the High School Musical songs and dancing to the Cheetah Girl's Together We Can, we watched the movie Fantastic Four and then went to sleep close to midnight. oh, wait....that MIGHT be why im tired....lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this morning, for first block, the entire hour and a half...was basically a food feast. everyone brought their dishes and healthy substitutions and we just...ate. now half the class has sore stomachs and feel like crap, but hey, it was an awesome experience. have you ever tasted twinkie miso? omg....SO GOOD. hahahahaha....oh god, im delirious now. T_T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, other than the fact that im pissed off at my friend because she decided that shes not going to go to our freshman banquet just because she doesnt feel like it, i think im doing pretty good. just finished yet another chappie of my fanfic, and i even got a few reviews within the first several hours! yay! i feel so accomplished. now comes the hard part of starting another chapter up again. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. i think i have to do homework now...hawaiian is easy, though, so ill get it done in like, five minutes. anyways, luv ya guys! im out. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>testing, testing...</title>
    <published>2006-02-05T10:01:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-05T10:02:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">still pissed...but i have to see if this works...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHH!!!! I HATE LIVEJOURNAL SOOOO MUCH RIGHT NOW ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...if it doesnt work, i am gonna be one pissed off little 15 year old witch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit* WTF?!?! oh, so NOW it works, huh?!?! why this little...ARGH!!!!!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>litl_swimmer @ 2006-02-04T23:36:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-05T09:38:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-05T09:38:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;...i just took more than half an hour typing up a journal entry about tonight, and it just got erased. permanently. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;im so pissed off im about to smash this computer to pieces.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;o...m...f...g.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;screw those lj tags...messed up my entire entry...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;im going to go now...ill update tomorrow when i feel less like crap.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:litl_swimmer:3413</id>
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    <title>litl_swimmer @ 2006-02-02T13:00:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-02T23:00:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-02T23:01:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Gtalk call ring...my friend is annoying me.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yay. new icon. :)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:litl_swimmer:3129</id>
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    <title>random things...</title>
    <published>2006-02-02T07:18:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-02T07:18:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Slow Down - Aly and AJ</lj:music>
    <content type="html">wow. its been a while, once again. haha. anyways, lots of random things have been happening lately. for one, today in freshman seminar class, we were given this optional quiz and of course no one was gonna take it. and then our teacher says, "this is a valentine's day questionaire. if you can answer the questios honestly and truthfully, they'll calculate your results and find out just who you're compatible with. its just for fun, so you dont have to take it if you dont want to." haha...and then everyone took it. it reminded me a lot about the episode in zoey 101 where they had the exact same sort of thing, so i was cracking up as i took. anyways, cant wait for the results, should be interesting especially since most of the guys who took it probably made a joke out of it and put some crackpot answers that mess up the entire thing. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;along with that, my brain is totally full with info my dad gave me about his friend, this psychic guy whos actually a mater astrologer in this thing called jyotish, some sort of indian eastern astrology. anyways, this friend gives my dad a heads up on everything happening in his life and what sorts of things he should be aware of to help him out in life, and he even mentioned stuff about me and everything. its pretty darn cool to find out that i have a mature intelligent soul, and even more cool to find out that i'll become some world reknown author like jk rowling. just gotta work at it, huh? which also made me think hard about my fanfic tonight, and ive figured out that my story doesnt seem to have substance, really. i have to work on that in the near future, most likely. eh. anyways, my dad says that he'll take me to his friend one day so i can try it out and be aware of my future and all of that. pretty cool, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im off to do some homework AT HOME for once. algebra 2 is starting to suck again. eh. ill have to also make an HSM avie soon too. ive learned how to make animations on adobe! YAY!!! lol. ^_^ ~toodles~</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:litl_swimmer:3003</id>
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    <title>argh...</title>
    <published>2006-01-18T01:07:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-18T01:09:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Breaking Free - High School Musical</lj:music>
    <content type="html">like my new icon? i made it last night cause i couldnt sleep. :) i loved that episode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wells, i cant believe school has already started up again. UUUGGGGHHHH. i hate school, because its just another excuse to give homework and go to swim practice everyday. why cant i just be a bum and get fat??? im kidding. er...i dont want to get fatter than i already am. that would...suck. nonetheless, i still dont like school. my new classes are a little...different. certain people have gotten on my nerves. and...*sigh* i couldnt go on my little date with the guy of my dreams yesterday. stupid basketball practice. and after all that troubles of trying not to lose my nerves. oh well. next time, i can try again...my plot shant fail this time...muahahahaha...*cough cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, high school musical airs this friday! i got the songs from RUS, someone uploaded them before the soundtrack even came out, and the songs are pretty good. i think i might enjoy this dcom. maybe. dunno for sure yet, ill have to watch it first. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh...to end my ramblings, ive found that ending (or getting close to it) a fanfiction is a lot harder than i thought. after an hour i only came up with like, three good paragraphs for the next chapter, and i dont even know where im gonna place it in the chappie. -______- eh....its back to the WordPad, then...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:litl_swimmer:2708</id>
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    <title>NO!!!!!!</title>
    <published>2006-01-07T00:57:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-07T01:59:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;o...m...g. i cant believe this. Stuck in the Meddle With You is airing TODAY, at 4:30, and im not gonna be here to watch it!!! im going to stay at a hotel on the other side of the island for two days, and if i dont see that episode im gonna be pheely deprived!!! not good, NOT GOOD...*hyperventilates* ive waited so long for this eppie to air, and then when it does i CANT WATCH IT?!?! whats up with that?!?! jaime is very freaked out right now. *0_0* &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;anyways, this morning i had one helluva wakeup call. our house has an alarm system where, if the door is opened or if the motion sensor in the house detects something, then the alarm goes off and it automatically calls the cops and security. so i woke up this morning and into the living room, when all of a sudden this loud sound goes off and scares the hell outta me! i was like, "holy shit thats the alarm! omg! its gonna call the cops!!!" and so i ran in a dead sprint (without falling) to the control panel on the wall by the door and punched in the code to turn it off, and luckily it did. turns out that my parents FORGOT that i was still home, and they PUT ON THE ALARM without thinking about me walking around!!! omg!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so...thats how i woke up this morning. lol. pretty hilarious, if you ask me. but only if you think about it after it actually happens. luckily the cops didnt show up or anything. i dont want people breaking down our door, and i dont think my parents want that either. O_O...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;anyways, im off then. but before i leave...&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOOFY!!! &lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff9900"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff00"&gt; HAPPY &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;&lt;u&gt;BIRTHDAAAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;u&gt;!!!!!!!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#999999" size="2"&gt;*throws confetti and screams*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*sigh* okay. im done now. toodles!!! ;)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:litl_swimmer:2364</id>
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    <title>Obsession</title>
    <published>2006-01-05T03:57:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-05T03:58:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my bro is blasting music...600 songs on his comp, damn!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">haha....lookie! i changed my look of my livejournal! and i figured out how to put different icon pictures! ive always been wondering how to do that. dont you love my blue star background? :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;so i made a load of new avatars one early early morning just recently, cause i couldnt go to sleep, and this is the one i made just last night! (or this morning...whatever.) isnt it prettiful? i shall switch between the four ive made every single time i post. though i always seem to forget about this thing. probably because no one comments. *hint HINT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think ill continue to post my chapters here, but only if i feel like it. dunno yet. anyways, im off. its raining for once here! wow! my mothers making chicken curry for dinner....YUM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also...cant wait to download the SITMWY episode off RUS or AMO, cause i wont be here to watch it on friday. gr...&amp;gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laters then!</content>
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    <title>YAY!!!</title>
    <published>2006-01-02T08:46:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-05T03:51:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Miscellaneous Mix (all the songs saved on my comp)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">HAPPY NEW YEAR ALL!!! its like, 2006!!! YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, i know i havent updated in here a while. i should get on here more, i think. i should also start making myself new avatars. haha....ive got new pictures, so i might as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, pissed that Phil is cancelled, but im gonna fight for a third season nonetheless. you never know, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and theres a new episode coming up friday night, the one ive been waiting for for like, ever! hopefully it gets uploaded as well, cause im downloading it as soon as it does. i just know that its gonna be my new favortie episode of the series. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least, i finished reading element90's story, BSS, cause she completed it just yesterday. it was simply amazing, and i cant believe it made me cry. wow. i was really amazed when i felt those tears about to drop. i was like, "holy shiz...am i CRYING?!" cause i dont cry easy, let me tell you. ugh. but her story was worth it, and i cant wait for more. right moofy? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wells, im off to get some more pictures for my avies im gonna make. also gotsta make some siggies for amy and an avatar for some other person on RUS. im off then. happy 2006, y'all!</content>
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    <title>ITS OFFICIAL!!!</title>
    <published>2005-12-17T03:35:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-05T03:50:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes (Circle of Stars)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">CHRISTMAS BREAK HAS OFICIALLY STARTED! WHOOOOO HOOOOO!!!! *runs around cheering at the top of her lungs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im so happy, i finally finished my eighth chapter of my fanfic and im about to start on my ninth! yay me!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, im off to my room now. its hot in the comp. room, so ill save myself and go into my bedroom where theres actually and AC. lol....see ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAVE POTF YOU GUYS!!! WE NEED THAT THIRD SEASON!!!</content>
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    <title>If Only You Knew: Chapter Two</title>
    <published>2005-12-16T21:26:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-05T03:50:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>some stupid bus engine rumbling in my ears.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;If Only You Knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Chapter Two: Nightmares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;She was at a class party, though for what, she had no idea. But as lights dimmed and music started softly playing, the thought was forgotten. Arms encircled her waist, pulling her flush against someone behind her, and with a startled gasp she turned to see who the person was. Although she visibly relaxed, her voice still held confusion and her cheeks were slightly flushed in embarassment as she asked, "Phil? What're you doing?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;The boy didn't answer, and she noticed something different about him. His eyes...they held...infatuation? Love? Whatever it was, it was causing her to lose her mind, to forget about everything but him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;'No...this isn't like him...it's wrong...I can't...I...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;It was too late. Her last attempt in gaining control faded, and she lost herself in his arms as they swayed to the music. Everyone else was forgotten and became a blur. She was truly content, being with the one she loved, and yet there was something nagging at the very back of her mind. She gazed into his eyes with slight bewilderment as the nagging became louder, more clear...but he started to loom closer, his face merely inches away from her own...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;'He's...he's going to kiss me...' she thought, as a little piece of her scrambled mind found its way back. The nagging became clear, she could hear it now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;"It's not real..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;She didn't care anymore. She wanted this more than anything. As the nagging disappeared and her thoughts melted away, she closed her eyes, waiting, as his face loomed even closer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;But the kiss didn't come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;"Get off her, Diffy, she's mine!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;She yelped as she was yanked away and held firmly against someone else, watching with a mixture of shock and fear as her best friend went rigid. His gaze turned hard. "Let her go, Tanner." he demanded coldly, and she gasped, trying to squirm away from the boy behind her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Tanner laughed, sneering. "Give it up, Diffy, Keely's way too good for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;She watched on as the boy across from her, as quick as lightning, pulled out a gadget as if from nowhere. "Oh?" he replied, an evil glint in his eyes. "And what makes you think you're any better for her?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;He aimed the gadget above her head, at the boy still holding her tightly, ready to fire at any moment. "Believe me, after this, she won't even want to look at you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;It was then that her mind clicked back into place. "No!" she screamed. "Phil, don't!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;It was too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;The New Ager's beam hit Tanner instantly as the bright, luminescent light engulfed them both. The grip on her finally loosened, and she ripped herself away as the light started to fade, backing up in horror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;In Tanner's place stood a frail, wrinkled man, slightly hunched and staring at her with sullen eyes. He looked around his nineties, maybe even older. She forced herself to look away, but to her dismay it was only getting worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;There was a deathly silence as she gazed around the room with dread. The music had stopped. Her classmates were gawking at the site before them, shock, surprise, amazement, and even terror sketched on their faces. She slowly turned to face the boy behind her...the boy she fell in love with, her best friend from the future. She stared at him in disbelief, trying to calculate the unreadable expression on his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Suddenly a voice boomed, "We're moving, Phil. We have to leave this town. NOW."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;She spun around and faced the open doorway, where three familiar people stood side by side. Pim was on the left, seemingly bored but enjoying the scene before her nonetheless. On the right was Barbara, horror etched in her features as she gazed into the room silently. And in the middle, looking as if he wanted to explode on the spot, stood Lloyd Diffy, shaking with fury as he glared daggers at his only son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;She turned to face him again, losing all feeling in her legs as she did so. "No...no...you can't..." she whispered, eyes pleading. "Phil..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;He lowered his head, avoiding eye contact with her as he stared at his feet. "I'm so sorry, Keel..." he said quietly, slouching in defeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Her eyes were burning; she could feel tears welling up as a lump formed in her throat. "No..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;"Goodbye, Keely."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;"NO!" she screamed, as an unbearably bright light erupted all around her. "PHIL!" she shielded her eyes against the blinding light with one hand while her other one flailed around desperately, feeling for any trace of her beloved friend. The light finally started to fade, and when everything came back into focus the Diffy family was gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;It seemed like everyone else had forgotten about what had just happened. Memories of the Diffy's were literally erased from their minds; it was as if the family from the future had never existed. Confused teens stood around aimlessly, wondering what they were just doing, and before long the music had started up again and everything had gone back to normal. Even Tanner, who had converted back into his teenage self once again, was trying to impress a few ladies on the dance floor, unaware of what had just happened to him just moments earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;She stood alone, off to the side, as silent sobs wracked her body, her tears already falling. She still remembered him, but he was gone. She would never see him again, and she didn't even say goodbye. She couldn't stand it. Her legs finally gave out and she collapsed on the spot, bowing her head. He was gone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Keely woke up with a start, sitting up straight and breathing hard. When she looked around, though, she was hit with realization.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;'A...dream. It was only a dream. Thank God.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;She blushed furiously, remembering how she had melted in Phil's arms and even almost kissed him, and she put a shaky hand to her head, laughing shortly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;'Sure as hell FELT real.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Trying not to think about it (but of course, failing miserably), Keely fell back onto her pillow, willing herself to fall back asleep.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;---------------------------------&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;"Dammit, Pim, quit hogging the bathroom, it's the third time THIS WEEK!" A very grumpy Phil roared, slumping against the bathroom door while trying to stay awake.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;"SHUT YOUR PIEHOLE, I'M ALMOST DONE!" Pim yelled on the other side of the door, enjoying the torturing of her older brother once again. Still brushing her blonde hair as slowly as she possibly could, she suddenly yanked the door open and watched with glee as Phil crashed to the ground, looking dazed. Grabbing a can of Lysol, Pim walked past his body, spraying him as she went. "Lavender fresh and ready to go! Aren't I just the best sister ever?" She sighed dramatically, then dropped the can and closed the door, cackling evilly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Phil groaned, slowly getting up off the bathroom floor. "I hate mornings," he muttered, scowling.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;He stopped and sniffed himself, scowling even more.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;"Scratch that. I hate Pim."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;He'd find a way to get his little sister back later, making it a mental note as he got ready for another day of school. Still faintly smelling like lavenders, Phil snatched Keely's jacket on the way out the door and shot an innocent-looking Pim a dirty glance.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;It was cold outside, for some odd reason, especially since it was nearing summertime. Phil shivered, holding Keely's jacket closer to his body as he slowly walked to school. He stopped, contemplating for the moment, as he stared at Keely's jacket. Sure, he could zap himself a jacket with one of the gadgets in his backpack...but wasn't it easier to just use what you already have? He knew he shouldn't, but he did anyway. Wrapping Keely's jacket around his shoulders, Phil quickly hurried to school with a goofy grin plastered on his face...one he just couldn't seem to wipe off.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>Stupid Bedtime...</title>
    <published>2005-11-29T08:55:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-05T03:49:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ugh...nothing NOW...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">mother is bitching...must get off the internet now. ill work this out later, for now i have to go to bed. laters, people. thanks so much for the help, frankie!!!</content>
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