<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218</id><updated>2011-07-30T21:44:26.407-07:00</updated><category term='Johnny Beef'/><category term='Forever Young'/><category term='mikey way'/><category term='coming soon'/><category term='Edward Cullen'/><category term='LIA'/><category term='PIMP'/><category term='My Great Escape'/><category term='Give &apos;em Hell Kid'/><category term='About a Girl'/><category term='Panoramic Photographers'/><category term='Jack&apos;s Mannequin'/><category term='all-american rejects'/><category term='Jasey Rae'/><category term='tumblr'/><category term='bang the doldrums'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='My Chemical Romance'/><category term='Dark Blue'/><category term='Ryden Party'/><category term='Overdue'/><category term='Stoked'/><category term='LMFAO'/><category term='test'/><category term='emptiness'/><category term='Leyte'/><category term='Bryan Donahue'/><category term='summer'/><category term='Bilvy'/><category term='Criocerinae'/><category term='I Won&apos;t Be 14 Forever'/><category term='my sister is a fat bitch'/><category term='FIRST POST EVER'/><category term='Too nice for a ROCKSTAR'/><category term='In Love and Death'/><category term='Martin Johnson'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Lullabies'/><category term='Hair/Scare'/><category term='Seventeen Forever'/><category term='nothing personal'/><category term='review'/><category term='red skinny jeans'/><category term='Poppin Champagne'/><category term='November Rain'/><category term='Cebu'/><category term='Fall Out Boy'/><category term='underwear'/><category term='the great pumpkin'/><category term='paramore'/><category term='F*****'/><category term='turn off'/><category term='It&apos;s Almost Halloween'/><category term='RAWR'/><category term='awesome'/><category term='Decode'/><category term='The Used'/><category term='the girl in the black hoodie'/><category term='Livejournal'/><category term='thank you for the venom'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='Paul Digiovanni'/><category term='All Time Low'/><category term='William Beckett'/><category term='Guilty Pleasure'/><category term='Meg White'/><category term='Seek Not to Convince'/><category term='Hayley Williams'/><category term='Pete Wentz'/><category term='Bilvy and his Noodz'/><category term='The Mixtape'/><category term='Friday'/><category term='The Get Up Kids'/><category term='Ray Lamontage'/><category term='Ghostbusters'/><category term='The Academy Is...'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='sucks'/><category term='unleash the bats'/><category term='Twilight Soundtrack'/><category term='Panic at the Disco'/><category term='rewind'/><category term='Fast Times at Barrington High'/><category term='weightless'/><category term='Rock and Roll'/><category term='Boys Like Girls'/><category term='Infatuation'/><title type='text'>she uses her lightning like scissors.</title><subtitle type='html'>I'd rather be hated for who i am, thatn loved for who i'm not.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-2321684797033479393</id><published>2009-06-11T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T11:51:50.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pardon Me</title><content type='html'>This post is super late, but as the saying goes better late than never! So, here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FALL OUT BOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;w/ Hey Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIVE IN MANILA&lt;br /&gt;Feb. 13, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Araneta&lt;/span&gt; Coliseum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Chapter 1: Fall Out Boy Live? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Meh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to an ordinary day. Wake up at 5 AM, dress up, go to school, then come back home. I had zero excitement in me. I didn't even know why, maybe it was because someone broke my heart a few weeks before and the next day would be Valentine's day, but as I remember I already tried picking up the pieces of my broken heart long before this show, in fact I still am, but I'm much better now, or I just think I am. Was it the thought of being alone that kept me from feeling good about watching one of my favorite bands live? I don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 2: I got lucky, and it wasn't the bad kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I got home I got all dressed up. I wore my Fall Out Boy shirt from their previous concert, the typical black skinny jeans, and my favorite black Chuck &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Taylors&lt;/span&gt;. My brother brought me to the venue and walked with me to the entrance. On our way there, a guy stopped us (he probably saw my shirt) and offered us some really good seats for half the price. I only brought enough money for Upper Box A, but luckily the money i brought was just enough for the seat he offered me and a new Fall Out Boy T-shirt. Now, that is lucky! Thank you dear scalper, whoever you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 3: Elliot James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entered the venue and bought myself a new Fall Out Boy T-shirt. There were barely any people there because I arrived two hours before the show started. I watched the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;advertisements&lt;/span&gt; on the big screen to pass the time. 30 minutes before the show started, Elliot James came out to the patiently waiting audience and signed a few stuff for us. People stampeded to him and I got squished between so many people. The fact that i'm a little person really didn't help at all. Kids pushed and fought just to get to him. I was fortunate enough to get out of that brawl in one piece. He left once things started to get a little too crazy, so I returned to my seat and waited for another 30 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 4: Hey Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lights dimmed and the opening band was introduced. Hey Monday took the stage and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TO BE CONTINUED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures at my facebook and multiply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-2321684797033479393?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/2321684797033479393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=2321684797033479393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/2321684797033479393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/2321684797033479393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2009/06/pardon-me.html' title='Pardon Me'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-1598723556624089953</id><published>2009-05-27T09:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T09:15:17.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all-american rejects'/><title type='text'>"so where's your picket fence, bitch?" LOL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/350-8QVu2ZI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/350-8QVu2ZI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-1598723556624089953?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/1598723556624089953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=1598723556624089953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/1598723556624089953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/1598723556624089953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-wheres-your-picket-fence-bitch-lol.html' title='&quot;so where&apos;s your picket fence, bitch?&quot; LOL.'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-6086165586482903706</id><published>2009-04-08T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T11:15:47.524-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leyte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall Out Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cebu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F*****'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><title type='text'>Off to no good...</title><content type='html'>I'm blogging from Cebu. I just arrived actually, like a few hours ago. I wanted to finish the Fall Out Boy story tonight but I guess that will have to wait because I have a boat, yes a boat, to catch tomorrow at 11AM. I'm going to Leyte and there might not be any internet there but I guess I could stop by the local internet cafe once in a while to update. Anyway, I already posted the Fall Out Boy pictures &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=69456&amp;amp;id=551813497&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW, if you guys happen to have a twitter or tumblr account, then feel free to add/follow me. This is my &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/heyleeea"&gt;TWITTER&lt;/a&gt; and this is my &lt;a href="http://heylia.tumblr.com"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS You must be tired, cause you've been running through my head. Cheesy much?! HAHA :)) I miss 23/ Archduke/ F.A.T.I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight bloggers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GodzilLIA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-6086165586482903706?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/6086165586482903706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=6086165586482903706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/6086165586482903706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/6086165586482903706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2009/04/off-to-no-good.html' title='Off to no good...'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-9107049792759439552</id><published>2009-04-07T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T12:20:19.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coming soon'/><title type='text'>I set my clocks early, cause I know i'm always late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fall Out Boy w/ Hey Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Live in Manila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 13, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Araneta Coliseum&lt;br /&gt;Manila, Philippines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Still a draft. COMING SOON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS I'm leaving for Cebu tomorrow. I have to pack and that's why I can't finish the story cause it's really long and I have no idea how but it all got deleted so I have to retype it again. I was already at the last part :( It just go mixed up when I added the pictures then something went wrong now I have to rewrite it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Manila. I might be gone for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out,&lt;br /&gt;Lia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-9107049792759439552?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/9107049792759439552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=9107049792759439552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/9107049792759439552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/9107049792759439552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-set-my-clocks-early-cause-i-know-im.html' title='I set my clocks early, cause I know i&apos;m always late.'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-3671812230258046601</id><published>2009-04-05T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T10:36:37.892-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cebu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F*****'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Time Low'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lullabies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>OH NO!</title><content type='html'>I have some bad news. I'm going to Cebu on Wednesday and i'll probably stay there for a month. Well, this school year has felt like hell to me and I honestly couldn't wait to get it over with so I guess leaving this crazy town is for the better. I know i'll miss out on a lot but i know it's for the better because F*****'s leaving soon and he's moving to the States. I just can't see him leave cause I know he won't be back in a while. And to make my life worse, my dad wants me to study with a one-on-one tutor to review for the coming college entrance exams. Ugh. And to top it all off, some of my friends are probably not going to be my classmates anymore next year. And Sir Macky is leaving...Did I mention that he was my favorite teacher? and he actually made chemistry a bit fun for me. TSS. Going to school this year will be such a drag! Sucks, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:::: ::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REWIND! &lt;&lt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier today, I got a really painful tummy ache and that's why I was kind of late for mass. Then when i walked into church I realized it was Palm Sunday but not only that as I was looking through the people carrying their palms (it was the blessing of palms. I know, i know, i'm so late!) I saw F***** look at me because I just walked in and he was looking at the back because that's where the priest was when he was blessing the palms. Anywho, I caught his eye and boy did I feel so happy inside! It's just sad that I won't get to see him anymore. I happened to like him since December pa. Yes, before all the nonsense happened! It's just sad to not be able to see him again. *sigh* &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:::: ::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get to sleep now. GOODNIGHT, friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS I'm sick and tired of using "F*****" as a way to call him. Any ideas on a new nickname? The comment box is open. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: Lullabies by All Time Low&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-3671812230258046601?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/3671812230258046601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=3671812230258046601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/3671812230258046601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/3671812230258046601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-no.html' title='OH NO!'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-343761731914695166</id><published>2009-04-04T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T10:11:04.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livejournal'/><title type='text'>Site Maintenance</title><content type='html'>This is my public blog with all my public posts, my &lt;a href="http://lia1109.livejournal.com/"&gt;LiveJournal&lt;/a&gt; is more of my private blog cause you have to be friends with me there just to read it but not because i have deep, dark secrets to hide or maybe i do...Hmm. But it's just cause sharing information with the world has its pros and cons and some people don't need to know some things. Got that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:::: ::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ANYWAY! I have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new layout&lt;/span&gt;! It's temporary because i'm still searching for that perfect layout that will make me feel like a real blogger every time i lay my eyes upon it. Oh, when will i find you dear layout? *sigh* No worries, hopefully i'll find something soon but for now get used to this layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;Lia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-343761731914695166?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/343761731914695166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=343761731914695166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/343761731914695166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/343761731914695166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-to-clear-things-up.html' title='Site Maintenance'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-6885260537508099519</id><published>2009-03-25T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T07:37:55.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weightless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Time Low'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing personal'/><title type='text'>I'm Back. Nothing Personal.</title><content type='html'>Manage me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a mess,&lt;br /&gt;turn a page,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a book half unread,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be laughed at,&lt;br /&gt;laughed with,&lt;br /&gt;just because,&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel weightless,&lt;br /&gt;and that should be enough,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm stuck in this fucking rut,&lt;br /&gt;waiting on a second hand pick-me-up,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm over getting older,&lt;br /&gt;If I could just find the time,&lt;br /&gt;then I would never let another day go by,&lt;br /&gt;I'm over getting old,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its not my weekend,&lt;br /&gt;but its gonna be my year,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick of,&lt;br /&gt;watching while the minutes pass,&lt;br /&gt;as I go nowhere,&lt;br /&gt;and this is my reaction,&lt;br /&gt;to everything I fear,&lt;br /&gt;'cause I've been going crazy,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to waste another minute here,&lt;br /&gt;Make believe,&lt;br /&gt;that I impress,&lt;br /&gt;that every word,&lt;br /&gt;by design turns a head,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel reckless,&lt;br /&gt;wanna live it up,&lt;br /&gt;just because,&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel weightless,&lt;br /&gt;'cause that would be enough,&lt;br /&gt;If I could just find the time,&lt;br /&gt;then I would never let another day go by,&lt;br /&gt;I'm over getting old,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its not my weekend,&lt;br /&gt;but its gonna be my year,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick of,&lt;br /&gt;watching while the minutes pass,&lt;br /&gt;as I go nowhere,&lt;br /&gt;this is my reaction,&lt;br /&gt;to everything I fear,&lt;br /&gt;'cause I've been going crazy,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to waste another minute here,&lt;br /&gt;This could be all I've waited for,&lt;br /&gt;this could be everything and I don't want to dream anymore,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its not my weekend,&lt;br /&gt;but its gonna be my year&lt;br /&gt;and I've been going crazy,&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck in here...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its not my weekend,&lt;br /&gt;but its gonna be my year,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick of,&lt;br /&gt;watching while the minutes pass,&lt;br /&gt;as I go nowhere,&lt;br /&gt;this is my reaction,&lt;br /&gt;to everything I fear,&lt;br /&gt;'cause I've been going crazy,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to waste another minute here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-6885260537508099519?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/6885260537508099519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=6885260537508099519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/6885260537508099519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/6885260537508099519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-back-nothing-personal.html' title='I&apos;m Back. Nothing Personal.'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-1859836017603499389</id><published>2009-03-15T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T08:04:53.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LJ</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating. i've been REALLY busy, but i promise updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, just go visit my &lt;a href="http://lia1109.livejournal.com"&gt;LJ&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and goodnight,&lt;br /&gt;Lia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-1859836017603499389?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/1859836017603499389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=1859836017603499389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/1859836017603499389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/1859836017603499389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2009/03/lj.html' title='LJ'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-8472855459230627747</id><published>2008-11-01T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:43:43.223-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dark Blue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November Rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack&apos;s Mannequin'/><title type='text'>First of November!</title><content type='html'>It's the first day of November!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what that means!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to visit the cementery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 DAYS TILL MY BDAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Please excuse the exclamation points! I mean, can you tell how excited i am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired and uninspired...and the Sembreak will end soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: "Dark Blue" by Jack's Mannequin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-8472855459230627747?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/8472855459230627747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=8472855459230627747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/8472855459230627747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/8472855459230627747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-of-november.html' title='First of November!'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-6521352070628259293</id><published>2008-10-31T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:23:40.379-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/happy%20halloween" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Happy Halloween! Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr358/ArtisticExpressionz/VinGirlTags/Halloween/Misc/vghhtscurly.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that day of the year again when you're allowed to dress up and pretend to be someone else. So, who would I be for this Hallows Eve? Here are my choices:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. The Joker&lt;br /&gt;b. Hayley Williams (including the red hair)&lt;br /&gt;c. Edward Scissorhands&lt;br /&gt;d. Death (I already dressed up as Death a few years back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You vote:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came from Marla's Halloween Party at her house. I think we were about fifteen to twenty or more people there. We just hang out while listening to music and then we watched The Exorcism of Emily Rose. I watched it before so it wasn't that scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You got it, you got it&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of magic&lt;br /&gt;Hypnotic, hypnotic&lt;br /&gt;You're leaving me breathless&lt;br /&gt;I hate this, I hate this&lt;br /&gt;Dont know what I want&lt;br /&gt;But I know its not you&lt;br /&gt;Keep pushing and pulling me down&lt;br /&gt;But I know in my heart its not you&lt;br /&gt;- "I Caught Myself" by Paramore &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks. Have a good scare. Sleep tight and don't let the monsters bite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-6521352070628259293?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/6521352070628259293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=6521352070628259293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/6521352070628259293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/6521352070628259293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-1261409365970395842</id><published>2008-10-29T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T02:57:44.109-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall Out Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paramore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panic at the Disco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ghostbusters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decode'/><title type='text'>busy Sem-breaking?!?</title><content type='html'>Here's a little preview of Paramore's video for "Decode", which is on the Twilight Soundtrack. The whole video comes out November 3! Speaking of Twilight, I heard it premiered in Madrid already. DARN! I wish I was in Madrid! Though, I would really love to go see that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This isn't the whole cake. It's just a 30 second slice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:mtv.com:294102" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="configParams=vid%3D294102%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A294102%26startUri=mgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A294102" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" base="." width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also I found this on &lt;a href="http://www.weresoblogging.com/"&gt;Panic at The Disco's blog&lt;/a&gt;. lol:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/2mh7oeb.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everybody SCREAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and a little shout out to someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/m99ljn.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. Have a fun Sembreak:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: "Headfirst Slide Into Cooperstown On A Bad Bet" by Fall Out Boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-1261409365970395842?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/1261409365970395842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=1261409365970395842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/1261409365970395842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/1261409365970395842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-sem-breaking.html' title='busy Sem-breaking?!?'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/2mh7oeb_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-790056562454616290</id><published>2008-10-26T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T11:45:45.531-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mikey way'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s Almost Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RAWR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panic at the Disco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the great pumpkin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bang the doldrums'/><title type='text'>It's Almost Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3iTFnNU3AYg&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3iTFnNU3AYg&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That video made my day:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoo, it's my sister's birthday today. She turns fourteen today. Now we're both fourteen...that is, until two weeks from now where in it's my birthday and i turn fifteen. i'm so old! And it's my brother's birthday tomorrow and two days ago it was my grandfather's birthday. i'm already tired of cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I ate lunch at Saisaki and there was a sushi buffet so I got a whole plate of sushi and ate it all! Neverending Sushi From the Heavens to Fill My Apetite:) YUM! I was also going to get my ears pierced today in the upper part but then the lady at the store said they had to stop piercing already cause a boy was hospitalized cause his piecing got infected. EEK! so, i went to another place but then they overcharged and said it was P500 when I know and so does everyone else, that it's only P200. I was also going to buy Mikey Way's comic book, "The Great Pumpkin", which was released last October 22 but then when I got to the comic book store, they said the new releases as of this week will be there on Thursday so i'm going back on Thursday to grab my copy. I'm so stoked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWR! -- You look so good in blue. I miss you and I always think of how you're place is so much higher than mine. You make me smile and laugh but I can't like you, and that really sucks! I think it's too late though...cause I already like you and i'm trying my best not to.  i'm miserable but totally in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;bestfriends, exfriends- better off as lovers but not the other way around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more rants&lt;br /&gt;No more poetry&lt;br /&gt;Not tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: "It's Almost Halloween" by Panic at The Disco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-790056562454616290?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/790056562454616290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=790056562454616290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/790056562454616290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/790056562454616290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-almost-halloween.html' title='It&apos;s Almost Halloween'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-5612297207819581982</id><published>2008-10-19T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T10:51:31.170-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Chemical Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome'/><title type='text'>staying alive</title><content type='html'>CHECK THIS OUT! It's so wicked! For those who aren't really BIG fans of MCR, you might not know some characters, so feel free to ask me who they are and i promise to tell you everything i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE FUN:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICK THE MONTH YOU WERE BORN IN…&lt;br /&gt;1 ( Jan) - I ran naked with&lt;br /&gt;2 ( Feb) -I shot&lt;br /&gt;3 ( Mar) - I stabbed&lt;br /&gt;4 ( Apr) - I killed&lt;br /&gt;5 ( May) - I jumped&lt;br /&gt;6 ( June) - I smoked with&lt;br /&gt;7 ( July) - I ran shirtless with&lt;br /&gt;8 ( Aug) - I banged&lt;br /&gt;9 ( Sept) - I needed&lt;br /&gt;10 ( Oct) - I robbed&lt;br /&gt;11 ( Nov) -I slapped&lt;br /&gt;12 ( Dec) - I cuddled with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICK THE DAY YOU WERE BORN ON…&lt;br /&gt;01 – Bunny Marie&lt;br /&gt;02 – Lyn Z&lt;br /&gt;03 - Regret&lt;br /&gt;04 – Bob Bryar&lt;br /&gt;05 – Elena Lee&lt;br /&gt;06 - Krista&lt;br /&gt;07 – Donald Way&lt;br /&gt;08 – Girl&lt;br /&gt;09 – Donna Way&lt;br /&gt;10 – Mikey Way&lt;br /&gt;11 – The Demolition Lovers&lt;br /&gt;12 – Gerard Way&lt;br /&gt;13 - Katmandu&lt;br /&gt;14 - Fear&lt;br /&gt;15 - Alicia&lt;br /&gt;16 - Lou&lt;br /&gt;17 – Pete&lt;br /&gt;18 – My Chemical Romance&lt;br /&gt;19 – Big Worm&lt;br /&gt;20 – The Patient&lt;br /&gt;21 - Katlyn&lt;br /&gt;22 – The Black Parade&lt;br /&gt;23 – Ray Toro&lt;br /&gt;24 – Todd Price&lt;br /&gt;25 – Mother War&lt;br /&gt;26 – Matt Pelissier&lt;br /&gt;27 - Jamia&lt;br /&gt;28 – Mark Webb&lt;br /&gt;29 – Matt Cortez&lt;br /&gt;30 - Helena&lt;br /&gt;31 – Frank Iero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICK THE COLOR SHIRT YOU ARE WEARING…&lt;br /&gt;White – Because Mother War told me to&lt;br /&gt;Black – Becau se Frank got stepped on&lt;br /&gt;Pink – Because I kidnapped Bob’s cat&lt;br /&gt;Red – Because I wasn’ t supposed to touch Ray’s hair&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Because Gerard is mad at Bert&lt;br /&gt;Polka Dots – Because Mikey got Lasik surgery&lt;br /&gt;Purpl e – Because Frerard hypnotized me&lt;br /&gt;Grey – Because Fear &amp;amp; Regret told me to&lt;br /&gt;Other – Because I don’t approve of Ray’s reading material&lt;br /&gt;Green – Because Bob gave me Mikey’s phone number&lt;br /&gt;Orange – Because I unleashed the bats&lt;br /&gt;Turquoise – Because teenagers scare the living shit out of me&lt;br /&gt;Blue – Because Gerard can’t make me stay&lt;br /&gt;Tie dye- Because My Chemical Romance fell off a cliff&lt;br /&gt;None- Because it’s easy peasy , pumpkin peasy , pumpkin pie… [ I’ll let you finish]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mine,"I slapped Donna Way because Frerard hypnotized me." That's so true cause I would never ever slap Donna Way unless Frerard would hypnotize me, because she has amazing genes. The same amazing genes that gave the us the Way brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: "Helena" by My Chemical Romance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-5612297207819581982?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/5612297207819581982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=5612297207819581982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/5612297207819581982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/5612297207819581982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/10/staying-alive.html' title='staying alive'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-1844618167403157681</id><published>2008-10-18T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T08:31:03.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Chemical Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unleash the bats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank you for the venom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my sister is a fat bitch'/><title type='text'>unleash the bats.</title><content type='html'>so i'm currently crying my eyes out and I have been for the past few hours because ALL MY FILES GOT DELETED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stupid younger sister wasn't using her Nintendo DS because she was busy with the computer, so I decided to borrow it for a little while and I might have brought it to the house of my classmate, Dyan but I was only gone for what? 3 hours! So my stupid maid told her that I took it and all that shit. Then, my irrational as hell sister decided it would be cool to delete all my files!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE HER SO BAD! That's such a mean and stupid thing to do. I hate how evil people are to think that it's cool to delete other people's files. It's just so selfish and cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note (at least i'm trying to be optimistic, even if i'm a pessimist):&lt;br /&gt;I screamed so loud at her, i coudn't even beleive I could scream that loud. I didn't even know what to scream, I was just so mad that I blurted it all out and screamed so hard I was even jumping so hard that the floor was shaking cause it happened upstairs in her room. You should have seen her face, she was so scared and everyone in the house was shocked at it. And the best part is that she was shameless enough to lie to my face and say that she didn't delete it! what a biatch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this is like the 100th time my files got deleted by a sibling and i know that i will never get used to it and i'm sorry that this blog sucks too. there's just a bunch of shit being dumped on me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to:"Thank You For The Venom" by My Chemical Romance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-1844618167403157681?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/1844618167403157681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=1844618167403157681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/1844618167403157681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/1844618167403157681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/10/unleash-bats.html' title='unleash the bats.'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-7686429119986961213</id><published>2008-10-17T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T07:05:12.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Chemical Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emptiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Give &apos;em Hell Kid'/><title type='text'>Hey Friday...you suck!</title><content type='html'>T.G.I.F--not for me!! Today wasn't one of my days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I'm really nervous cause i'll be doing my speaking task #3 in speech on Monday and here's the catch...IN FRONT OF THREE SECTIONS! I'm scared as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, my legs hurt a lot because of all the practice for the dance production and guess what i'm going to my classmates house tomorrow to practice more! I really don't want to go but I have to so that I can fix up my costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, so many annoying things happened today. It only proves that it really takes one to know one. For example you think this person is a really annoying social climbing loser that only craves for attention, then you make friends with that person and you change your mind about her then the next thing you know, she blows it, even if it isn't really her fault and you realize that she was really an annoying social climbing loser that craves for attention. I like her and I have fun with her, it's just that sometimes she'd rather hang out with "THEM" just cause they're more popular. I know i'm being my selfish self again, but it kind of sucks when it gets a little too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there's this anon on LJ that told me,"&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/manage/subscriptions/comments.bml?journal=fueled_bygossip&amp;amp;talkid=3157311"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you're probably my least favourite person on here. lol you don't know what you're talking about so stop thinking that you do." Here's the story, I post stuff on this LJ community and there was this person that wanted to know some gossip about this guy, so I replied to her post. I wrote something but then I made sure to say,"not sure though" because the rumor wasn't confirmed. Then, everyone starts saying shit to me, just because they don't think what I said was true. JEEZ! I already said I wasn't sure about it or maybe they're just in denial of the rumor. I know it's just really weird for me to get this way about a stupid internet fight but it's just a bummer because I was only trying to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and there's more shit in this day, but I guess I should keep my mouth shut for now before I get into trouble. K, Fine. Here's a tip, there's also this other girl I know who gets on my nerves whenever she makes things up for attention. I wish she could just be herself, and then maybe i'd be a friend that would stick to her like glue...oh, and she also thinks that she's the shizz. Can you believe her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot running through my head right now, yet I feel so empty. So, this is all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: "Give 'em Hell, Kid" by My Chemical Romance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-7686429119986961213?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/7686429119986961213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=7686429119986961213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/7686429119986961213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/7686429119986961213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-fridayyou-suck.html' title='Hey Friday...you suck!'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-5619447341253878917</id><published>2008-10-14T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T06:17:10.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fast Times at Barrington High'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Academy Is...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About a Girl'/><title type='text'>This Is Not Your Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.tudou.com/v/pOB7EHM5fXI" width="400" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's not even on Youtube yet. It's just a leak and it will premiere this Friday on MTV after The Hills. I promise to repost the video when I get it on Youtube so that you can understand the controls cause the leak was from a chinese website, that's the reason why all you see are chinese signs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Listening to: "About A Girl" by The Academy Is...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-5619447341253878917?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/5619447341253878917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=5619447341253878917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/5619447341253878917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/5619447341253878917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/10/about-girl-video.html' title='This Is Not Your Song'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-3798404474868150949</id><published>2008-10-10T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T10:14:24.419-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seventeen Forever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ryden Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Won&apos;t Be 14 Forever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hayley Williams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guilty Pleasure'/><title type='text'>I Won't Be 14 Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, the exams are done which is a RELIEF!!*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I didn't really get much sleep, probably only four hours of sleep only in the last three nights. I wouldn't want to say if the exams were easy or hard because whenever I say they're easy, I get bad scores and when I say they're hard, I just get good-enough-to-pass scores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'm really sorry these are late, but here are some pictures of the souveneir (sp? sorry but haven't you heard, i'm retarded) I brought home after the Ryden Party. It's a shame him and Keltie are on again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SPIpwG7XLHI/AAAAAAAAAC0/QUjsxElDt4s/s1600-h/rydenparty3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SPIpwG7XLHI/AAAAAAAAAC0/QUjsxElDt4s/s320/rydenparty3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256309621564845170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SPIqdp5V4FI/AAAAAAAAADM/VEnw7XHLuwk/s1600-h/rydenparty1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SPIqdp5V4FI/AAAAAAAAADM/VEnw7XHLuwk/s320/rydenparty1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256310404045725778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SPIs1FmR9cI/AAAAAAAAADU/MV1sMl_28Yo/s1600-h/rydenparty2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SPIs1FmR9cI/AAAAAAAAADU/MV1sMl_28Yo/s320/rydenparty2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256313005642216898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/hayley%20williams" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i454.photobucket.com/albums/qq268/xLinettx/favorite%20bands/my%20hotties/hayley2.gif" alt="Hayley Williams Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ROCK AND ROLL, BABY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this today and I think it's soooooooooooo awesome. I'm going to headbang like this during the bandfest auditions. No kidding. I already practiced a little at Midyear Heroics' band practice yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coughs*HayleyWannabeeMode*coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: "Seventeen Forever" by Metro Station (one of my guilty pleasure songs. I mean I     like their music, that is except for the song "Shake It" which is quite annoying, but I don't like the band)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-3798404474868150949?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/3798404474868150949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=3798404474868150949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/3798404474868150949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/3798404474868150949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-wont-be-14-forever.html' title='I Won&apos;t Be 14 Forever'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SPIpwG7XLHI/AAAAAAAAAC0/QUjsxElDt4s/s72-c/rydenparty3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-8257220772258346539</id><published>2008-10-04T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T05:00:51.816-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ray Lamontage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bilvy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William Beckett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bilvy and his Noodz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg White'/><title type='text'>Bilvy and his NOODZ</title><content type='html'>i found this today:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SOantFbJKSI/AAAAAAAAACo/HdDnhx-_hzc/s1600-h/bilvykerranghawt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253070408366237986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SOantFbJKSI/AAAAAAAAACo/HdDnhx-_hzc/s400/bilvykerranghawt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's from the October issue of KERRANG.&lt;br /&gt;One word... HOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: "Meg White" by Ray Lamontage&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-8257220772258346539?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/8257220772258346539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=8257220772258346539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/8257220772258346539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/8257220772258346539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/10/bilvy-and-his-noodz.html' title='Bilvy and his NOODZ'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SOantFbJKSI/AAAAAAAAACo/HdDnhx-_hzc/s72-c/bilvykerranghawt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-3522833271720047431</id><published>2008-10-03T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T05:15:04.851-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paramore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight Soundtrack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decode'/><title type='text'>Decode by Paramore</title><content type='html'>Listen to it. It's awesome and I think it totally fits Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.imeem.com/people/TS-lM79/music/fl9uxNZt/paramore_decode/.mp3" width="300" height="40" type="text/html; charset=utf-8" autostart="false" loop="true" playcount="false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I decide what’s right when you’re clouding up my mind&lt;br /&gt;I can’t win your losing fight all the time&lt;br /&gt;How can I ever own what’s mine&lt;br /&gt;when you’re always taking sides&lt;br /&gt;But you won’t take away my pride, no not this time&lt;br /&gt;Not this time…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did we get here&lt;br /&gt;When I used to know you so well&lt;br /&gt;But how did we get here&lt;br /&gt;I think I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is hiding in your eyes and its hanging on your tongue&lt;br /&gt;Just boiling in my blood but you think that I cant see&lt;br /&gt;What kind of man that you are, if you’re a man at all&lt;br /&gt;Well I will figure this one out on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m screaming I love you so&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts you can’t decode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did we get here&lt;br /&gt;when I used to know you so well&lt;br /&gt;But how did we get here&lt;br /&gt;I think I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see what we’ve done&lt;br /&gt;We’re gonna make such fools of ourselves&lt;br /&gt;Do you see what we’ve done&lt;br /&gt;We’re gonna make such fools of ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did we get here&lt;br /&gt;when I used to know you so well&lt;br /&gt;But how did we get here&lt;br /&gt;I think I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something I see in you&lt;br /&gt;It might kill me&lt;br /&gt;I want it to be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Twilight is the first series of books I've ever read. I didn't get into the Harry Potter series even though I love the movies. Twilight really caught my attention and held it. I'm really excited to see the book adapted to film and excited that our band gets to be a part of the phenomenon. I chose the title "Decode" because the song is about the building tension, awkwardness, anger and confusion between Bella and Edward. Bella's is the only mind Edward can't read and I feel like that's a big part of the first book and one of the obstacles for them to overcome. It's one added tension that makes the story even better." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-- Hayley Williams, Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: "Decode" by Paramore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-3522833271720047431?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/3522833271720047431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=3522833271720047431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/3522833271720047431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/3522833271720047431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/10/decode-by-paramore.html' title='Decode by Paramore'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-7295961847757425258</id><published>2008-09-27T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T07:17:11.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't care.</title><content type='html'>The new Fall Out Boy video. The song is called "I Don't Care" and it's from their new album "Folie a Deux", which comes out on November 4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CGClVgg7Fmk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CGClVgg7Fmk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say my name, and his in the same breath,&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to say they taste the same,&lt;br /&gt;Let the leaves fall off in the summer&lt;br /&gt;And let December glow feel flames&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brace myself and let go,&lt;br /&gt;Start it over again in Mexico&lt;br /&gt;These friends, they don’t love you&lt;br /&gt;They just love the hotel suites, now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care what you think&lt;br /&gt;As long as it’s about me&lt;br /&gt;The best of us can find happiness&lt;br /&gt;In misery  x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, take a chance, let your body get a tolerance,&lt;br /&gt;I’m not a chance, but a heatwave in your pants&lt;br /&gt;Pull a breath like another cigarette,&lt;br /&gt;Palms up, I’m trading ‘em… trading ‘em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m the oracle in my chest,&lt;br /&gt;Let the guitar scream like a fascist,&lt;br /&gt;Sweat it out. shut your mouth,&lt;br /&gt;Free love on the streets, but&lt;br /&gt;In the alley and I ain’t that cheap, now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said-a, I don’t care just a-what you think,&lt;br /&gt;As long as it’s about me, you said-a&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care just what you think,&lt;br /&gt;As long as it’s about me, you said-a&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care (I don’t care)&lt;br /&gt;You said I don’t care (I don’t care)&lt;br /&gt;Said I don’t care&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care (I don’t care), I said-a&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, please don't buy the video on Itunes. This is from &lt;a href="http://www.ahomeboyslife.com/"&gt;ahomeboyslife&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;"this will probably end up deleted either by me or someone else but the version of the video that we worked on night after night is not the version that aired. yet somehow a cut full of glorious camera phone shots did. just to let you know. it doesnt make any sense to us. that bag of money is being donated straight to a cause far more worthy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;imagine seeing this edit only after you buy the video off of i-tunes and realizing that noone even had the balls to call you and tell you they were changing the video and cutting parts.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;id recommend viewing the video on a site that it doesnt cost you any money as this is NOT the edit the band approved.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sorry to let you down."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--Pete Wentz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK, AS LONG AS IT'S ABOUT ME ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: "I don't Care" by Fall Out Boy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-7295961847757425258?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/7295961847757425258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=7295961847757425258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/7295961847757425258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/7295961847757425258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-dont-care.html' title='I don&apos;t care.'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-5153530619896831963</id><published>2008-09-19T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T19:45:16.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martin Johnson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Too nice for a ROCKSTAR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Used'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In Love and Death'/><title type='text'>Too nice for a ROCKSTAR!!</title><content type='html'>Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wore THE SCARF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARTIN JOHNSON OF BOYS LIKE GIRLS WORE THE SCARF I GAVE HIM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got it for him as an early birthday present and gave it to him during the autograph signing. (see previous post for details)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SNReH98nxyI/AAAAAAAAACI/cd0IDrfuIyg/s1600-h/martininmyscarf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247922956774393634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SNReH98nxyI/AAAAAAAAACI/cd0IDrfuIyg/s320/martininmyscarf.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's kinda small on him...but still!! He wore it. I can't believe he wore it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The picture was taken at the Seventeen Rock N' Style Party. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, THAT'S SO AWESOME AND WICKED!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Listening to: In Love and Death by The Used&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-5153530619896831963?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/5153530619896831963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=5153530619896831963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/5153530619896831963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/5153530619896831963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/09/too-nice-for-rockstar.html' title='Too nice for a ROCKSTAR!!'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SNReH98nxyI/AAAAAAAAACI/cd0IDrfuIyg/s72-c/martininmyscarf.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-5788276226003451977</id><published>2008-09-06T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T06:39:26.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martin Johnson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bryan Donahue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Great Escape'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Beef'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul Digiovanni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys Like Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girl in the black hoodie'/><title type='text'>The Girl in the Black Hoodie--THAT'S ME!!</title><content type='html'>Day 2 of my Great Escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day!! *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my whole Saturday at Glorietta. Doing what? FANGIRLING!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:20&lt;br /&gt;I leave my house, so pissed cause I'm late. I was supposed to be there at seven in the morning. I wore the same clothes (my new BLG shirt, my skinny jeans, my black chucks, and the same black hoodie) I wore the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00&lt;br /&gt;I meet Aren at the entrance of Glorietta, eager to get inside for a stub...like I'm not. It's not just any stub, it's a stub that leads you on top of the world, to find your hero and have a great escape with him. I'll even be his heroin/e :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:00&lt;br /&gt;Everyone runs to the Concierge and I get squished between the glass door. Thank God, I was so pumped and pissed of course, that I ran on air and overtook the others. We were in the first 30 and we got our stubs. YES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:45&lt;br /&gt;Aren leaves me all alone:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:20&lt;br /&gt;They started selling CDs with the numbers for the signing. Luckily, I had enough money to buy CDs for Aren and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:15&lt;br /&gt;Soundcheck, baby!! I watched the tall and super nice guitar and drum tech do his thing. Then when they went outside, I followed them:D I asked the guitar tech to say hi and advanced happy birthday to Martin for me. Then he goes,"Sure. The band will be here in a little while." Then their drum tech just waves at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:30&lt;br /&gt;I wait for BLG at the entrance from Intercon to Glorietta, but I doubt that they'll actually pass an entrance with so many people so I go back to where I came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:45&lt;br /&gt;Then, I walk to the back of the stage to just look around and explore and lo and behold I'm just on time. I saw a hottie coming my way with his H and M scarf, cool shades, black and white Nike shoes, black shirt and of course my favorite, black skinny jeans! It's Martin. I'm so starstruck, I just watch in amazement as they come closer to me. I run to them but the guard stops me. They get into their dressing room to get ready for soundcheck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:50&lt;br /&gt;SOUNDCHECK! They come out to play Hero/Heroine to check if the instruments are alright. Then, I repeatedly scream, "MARTIN!!" He looks at me and does this little guitar solo, then I scream even louder, then he smiles:D After soundcheck, he throws his guitar pick at me but it doesn't reach. It lands near a plant, so he bends down to grab it and then says "the girl in the black hoodie" and looks straight at me!! He throws it at me and when I grab it on the floor, this girl steps on my hand but then apologizes later. She then asks me if she can have a picture with me and the pick. We take the picture then when I leave, the people are all staring at me and going "Hey, lucky girl!" I totally agree. That was really lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:15&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to do so I walk around, but then I go back to the entrance to the backstage. Strike number 3 of being lucky!! I see Paul going out but then he stops to talk to the girl who stepped on my hand cause she looked like she would faint any minute. She was so red. Then, when Martin passes me and comes really close to me, I shout, "I LOVE YOU MARTIN!!" Then, he looks at me bends down (cause i'm short) and smiles at me while waving at me and saying "Hi!!" The fangirls went to the left side, where Paul was with the red girl, but I was on the right side, ALONE, with Martin XD I followed them to the carpark, then they left in a Mercedes Benz van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:50&lt;br /&gt;Aren arives!! FINALLY!! Too bad she missed my Martin moment:( Oh well, we go buy a scarf for Martin's birthday present (I picked it out while waiting for her) in Zara. At first I picked out the black and white one then I checked how much it was and I was like P895 for a scarf!! Then, this is where it gets really funny cause there was this plaid one and this black and white one. I couldn't decide which one to get so Aren flipped a coin. It was tails, and that's the red plaid one. We tried it on first but then I messed up the folding so I asked the girl to fold it again. Me, thinking that all the scarves were sold at one price brought it to the cashier to purchase it. Then, i find out it costs P1550 and I only have P1000 left. So I end up buying the black and white one instead because I can afford it unlike the plaid one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:30&lt;br /&gt;Aren and I wait for BLG to come back. It takes forever so I decide to write a dedication to him on my Zara paperbag. I then trace it with Aren's gold pen cause the black one couldn't be seen. That's cause the paperbag is dark blue and I feel sorry for Martin cause he really wears eyeglasses to read. We just wait at Mcdo and eat sundaes and then we walk back and forth near the place BLG enter while waiting for BLG to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:00&lt;br /&gt;They let people in already so Aren and I decide to just get seats cause it takes BLG forever. It's funny how many fangirls scream whenever they play the "Thunder" video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:45&lt;br /&gt;Brent comes out to stick the setlist on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:00&lt;br /&gt;The fans counted down till 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:04&lt;br /&gt;The announcer guy is annoying. Then, the show starts!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the setlist:&lt;br /&gt;Hero/Heroine&lt;br /&gt;Five Minutes to Midnight&lt;br /&gt;Dance Hall Drug&lt;br /&gt;Heels Over Head&lt;br /&gt;Broken Man&lt;br /&gt;Learning to Fall/Bleeding Love&lt;br /&gt;Let Go&lt;br /&gt;Thunder&lt;br /&gt;The Great Escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pictures from &lt;a href="http://oh-so-risque.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aren's blog&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMOSXztvkAI/AAAAAAAAABA/n131sXML8WU/s1600-h/blglive5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243195328906104834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="222" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMOSXztvkAI/AAAAAAAAABA/n131sXML8WU/s320/blglive5.jpg" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Martin and Poolie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMOSX6D-JYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wccjjI1CdZw/s1600-h/blglive4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243195330609948034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="222" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMOSX6D-JYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wccjjI1CdZw/s320/blglive4.jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMOSX7A-XkI/AAAAAAAAAAw/7B6xV4CbkfA/s1600-h/blglive3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243195330865815106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="221" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMOSX7A-XkI/AAAAAAAAAAw/7B6xV4CbkfA/s320/blglive3.jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check out Paul's ass in the screen&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243195326484443282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="221" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMOSXqsX8JI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Xv1HiIyfXB0/s320/blglive2.jpg" width="302" border="0" /&gt; I LOVE YOU MARTIN!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243195324360017506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="221" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMOSXix3xmI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6joVJaKXM-Q/s320/blglive1.jpg" width="301" border="0" /&gt;The show in Glorietta was WAY better than the one in Trinoma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMOUetaMtqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/qo1C5mrZ8lA/s1600-h/blglive6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243197646495856290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="220" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMOUetaMtqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/qo1C5mrZ8lA/s320/blglive6.jpg" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the right way to end a great show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the show Martin brings out his videocam and asks the audience to scream and go crazy cause it's their last show in Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:45&lt;br /&gt;Meet and Greets!! I shout "I LOVE YOU MARTIN!!" repeatedly but he doesn't notice me anymore. BOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:15&lt;br /&gt;Autograph Signing!! We were one of the last people. I didn't notice Johnny(sorry.) It was all eyes on Martin!! I gave him my gift and said "Advanced Happy Birthday!!", then he hugged my gift and said "Aww". Then he gives me the cutest smile ever. I will never get over that smile on his face. It was soooooooooooooooooo cute!! It was perfect and I think I blushed pretty bad. Ask Aren!! She'll tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMOQHEb_lII/AAAAAAAAAAY/Aa4aYbqkGT0/s1600-h/martinsgiftfrommwah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243192842314028162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMOQHEb_lII/AAAAAAAAAAY/Aa4aYbqkGT0/s320/martinsgiftfrommwah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the picture of my gift with a scarf in the paperbag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hugged him thenI asked him to sign my pick, then he says "Yeah, sure." I actually think I took so long with Martin that I had to skip Bryan and go to the end, which is Paul. I hug Paul then I ask him to write Margot's name on the CD I got for her, then he asks me how to spell it. I go "MAR" then he writes it but then I get distracted cause his head was bent down and I was just staring at him then I go "Oh, uhmmm, GOT!!" I forget to tell Martin to write my name on my CD so I go back to him and ask him to write my name. Then, he starts scribbling a line back and forth and I wanted to say that's not my name but then I realize he was drawing an underline. He didn't ask for my name or the spelling of my name and he spelled it right!! I hug him again but I don't let go and this time I try to kiss his cheeck but then I hugged him for too long that the people after me are like staring at me. So I let go and realize that Martin was hugging me while talking to the next fan. I swear I didn't know it was that long. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;**I only realized two days later that it wasn't an underline he was scribbling. He was blacking out the word "GIRLS" and instead wrote "LIA!!" on the top. So now it's "BOYS LIKE LIA!!" lol. I love you Martin *flails*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:40&lt;br /&gt;Aren leaves me. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:50&lt;br /&gt;BLG are about to leave so I wait at the back and then they come out. Martin took out his videocam again and videotaped us. I screamed and screamed and screamed. Then, they left. I ask one of the people in the back where they put their girfts and he said that they stuffed it in their bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30&lt;br /&gt;I go home, tired ang wasted but HAPPY:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's now call it a day or a holiday. That's pretty much it for my great escape. It's already past five minutes to midnightXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: Boys Like Girls&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-5788276226003451977?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/5788276226003451977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=5788276226003451977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/5788276226003451977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/5788276226003451977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/09/girl-in-black-hoodie-thats-me.html' title='The Girl in the Black Hoodie--THAT&apos;S ME!!'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMOSXztvkAI/AAAAAAAAABA/n131sXML8WU/s72-c/blglive5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-7407076344728603433</id><published>2008-09-05T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T05:34:16.575-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martin Johnson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bryan Donahue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Great Escape'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Beef'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul Digiovanni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys Like Girls'/><title type='text'>My Great Escape: Day1(Trinoma)</title><content type='html'>Day 1 of BLG for me was at Trinoma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a killer time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got there at about 6:05. I was running throught the mall cause I was in such a hurry, I thought I would be late, plus I still had to find Aren, Ciara and Marla. I ended up finding Ciara and Marla only. I searched for them for 15 minutes, then I decided to buy a shirt. While waiting for the girl at the shirt stand, I tried calling Ciara but then Marla and Ciara found me before Ciara even answered my call. I tried on a shirt. I wore it over my own shirt. Then, right after I wore the shirt, I saw two hotties pass with their security. It was Martin and Paul of BLG. I put up the sign Kha made for me, but they took it cause it wasn't allowed. I got my sign back from their super lame securtity. Anyway, Martin and Paul were passing right in front of me and Ciara and I were so starstruck. Martin walked like he was a pimp, which is fine with me cause he's a rockstar, so it's totally normal. Martin dropped his bottle and I screamed "Give it to me!!" but he didn't hear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciara, Marla and I, went to the other side of the stage. Then, Bryan and John came out of the fire exit. Yes, the fire exit. I screamed "I love you Bryan" even if I honestly don't cause I'm into Martin, but then Bryan smiled at me, which is really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got in with no ticket because during the show I stayed beside the bouncer and I made sure I pushed and jumped a lot to annoy him, so he let me in. He told me to stay where I could see him but then when he wasn't looking, I ran off to the next barricade. I liked my place even if I didn't really have one cause I just snuck in. This nice lady even let me stand on her son's seat. It was cool. The show was great but the crowd was lame. I left Marla and Ciara outside. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan threw his water bottle, which was nearly full, and it splashed all over the floor. I dove in with the other fans and fought for it too. I got my hands wet, which is okay cause it's Bryan's water. A few minutes later, John threw his drumstick in the same place Bryan threw his water bottle. I fought for it too, and the girl that ended up with the drumstick got really wet cause she fell in the puddle of Bryan's water. I almost slipped bu then I decided to give it to her cause she already fell and she looked like she was either going to bite me or cry really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the setlist:&lt;br /&gt;Hero/Heroine&lt;br /&gt;Five Minutes to Midnight&lt;br /&gt;Dance Hall Drug&lt;br /&gt;Heels Over Head&lt;br /&gt;Broken Man&lt;br /&gt;Learning to Fall/Bleeding Love&lt;br /&gt;Thunder&lt;br /&gt;Let Go&lt;br /&gt;The Great Escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pictures from &lt;a href="http://rainblueskies.multiply.com/photos/album/186/Boys_like_girlsBallet#"&gt;Marla's multiply&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMZriVydd1I/AAAAAAAAABY/Q2baToDDC9E/s1600-h/blglive7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243997053828036434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="215" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMZriVydd1I/AAAAAAAAABY/Q2baToDDC9E/s320/blglive7.jpg" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Martin's crotch on the screen!! I'm betting you looked!! Who wouldn't? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMZripi24sI/AAAAAAAAABg/T9By0aJrNxM/s1600-h/blglive8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243997059131302594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="219" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMZripi24sI/AAAAAAAAABg/T9By0aJrNxM/s320/blglive8.jpg" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BLG Live at trinoma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMZri-R4NEI/AAAAAAAAABo/BKmxxH1h1Qc/s1600-h/blglive9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243997064697230402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="223" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMZri-R4NEI/AAAAAAAAABo/BKmxxH1h1Qc/s320/blglive9.jpg" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Martin's voice was the soundtrack of my summer. Does he know he's unlike any other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMZrjIpPpZI/AAAAAAAAABw/HWS51NKIeso/s1600-h/blglive10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243997067479590290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="218" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMZrjIpPpZI/AAAAAAAAABw/HWS51NKIeso/s320/blglive10.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He'll always be my THUNDER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the show, this kid who looked like he was two years old ran to the front of Martin, and Martin just smiled. lol. I just kept laughing cause it was really funny and cute at the same time. Oh, and I saw Brent take a video of us. I hope we'll be in their new DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put up Kha's sign again but this time they tore it. Aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, I met up with Margot, her sister and Donna. We screamed for Paul four times and he waved at us each time. He's so nice. Then, I tried to greet Martin for his birthday but he couldn't hear me. He only heard us scream his name once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everybody left, Margot, her sister, Donna and I stayed because BLG were still in their dressing room. When BLG left, they passed us and we screamed for them, plus we were the only fans still inside. So, John gave Margot's sister his drumstick. Then I tried to scream for Martin even if his foot was right in front of my face cause he was on stage and I was on the floor. He ignored me cause he was too busy trying to put a bottle of yellow C2 in Paul's backpack and he also got his videocam out of his backpack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SM5aCpu9ZEI/AAAAAAAAACA/_iUdwc9PRrg/s1600-h/blglive12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246229617542259778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SM5aCpu9ZEI/AAAAAAAAACA/_iUdwc9PRrg/s320/blglive12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They were right in front of me. Martin's foot was right in front of my face. That's him putting stuff in Poolie's back pack. (picture from &lt;a href="http://reinventloveee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Margot Zehr-Digiovanni's blog&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They walked out of the place and Martin got everyone's crazy, screaming faces on video. This girl even grabbed his backpack and he was pulled by the crowd. The security had to get Martin and I just kept laughing. Martin was laughing too. You should have seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as there weren't any people, Margot, her sister, Donna and I ran on stage and grabbed as much souvenirs as we could. I ended up with their setlist(right off the floor), a water bottle, a water bottle cap, and battery from their equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMe_2xKH9qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/NrE6icoZGFs/s1600-h/blglive11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244371238725875362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="216" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMe_2xKH9qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/NrE6icoZGFs/s320/blglive11.jpg" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's the setlist right of the stage floor. Ever heard of the song THUNER? I don't think Brent noticed it when he wrote it, but who cares?!? You'll always be my THUNER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with Marla and Ciara again. We ate dinner at Bun on the Run and NYFD. I went home at 10:15 and slept right away cause I was so wasted. Besides, there's still Day 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: Boys Like Girls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-7407076344728603433?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/7407076344728603433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=7407076344728603433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/7407076344728603433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/7407076344728603433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-great-escape-day1trinoma.html' title='My Great Escape: Day1(Trinoma)'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SMZriVydd1I/AAAAAAAAABY/Q2baToDDC9E/s72-c/blglive7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-2379394905201722469</id><published>2008-08-25T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T05:32:47.374-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Overdue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Get Up Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hair/Scare'/><title type='text'>New hair's a scare!!</title><content type='html'>I got my hair cut TOO SHORT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it looks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HORRIBLE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really weird bangs now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said. I need to go mourn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: "Overdue" by the Get Up Kids&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-2379394905201722469?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/2379394905201722469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=2379394905201722469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/2379394905201722469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/2379394905201722469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-hairs-scare.html' title='New hair&apos;s a scare!!'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-8300909838390640851</id><published>2008-08-17T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T22:24:23.622-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pete Wentz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panic at the Disco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fast Times at Barrington High'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Academy Is...'/><title type='text'>I missed Panic. BOO!</title><content type='html'>I heard watching Panic at the Disco live was a blast, but i didn't get to watch them. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUMMER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least I got my CD signed. *SIGH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking on the bright side, The Academy Is... have posted this &lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;amp;friendID=1742947&amp;amp;blogID=424574095"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; which brings me back to my happy place:D I love how the FBR bands are smart enough to post all their songs before the album release date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite songs:&lt;br /&gt;His Girl Friday&lt;br /&gt;The Test&lt;br /&gt;Rumored Nights&lt;br /&gt;Automatic Eyes&lt;br /&gt;Crowded Rooms&lt;br /&gt;Beware Cougar&lt;br /&gt;Paper Chase&lt;br /&gt;One More Weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say is that THE NEW ALBUM IS AMAZING! For once, Pete Wentz was right about something involving music, kidding! I mean he did discover Panic at the Disco :) I can't wait for Aug. 19 or whenever it reaches the Philippines. Click &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theacademyis"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to listen to the whole album on their myspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Academy Is... bring indie rock joy to this pretty-oddly-broken heart. Get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: The Academy Is...'s new album "Fast Times at Barrington High"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-8300909838390640851?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/8300909838390640851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=8300909838390640851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/8300909838390640851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/8300909838390640851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-missed-panic-boo.html' title='I missed Panic. BOO!'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-2664712358941944177</id><published>2008-08-07T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T23:27:30.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack&apos;s Mannequin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edward Cullen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mixtape'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LMFAO'/><title type='text'>I WISH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found this today. LMFAO:)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i347.photobucket.com/albums/p468/kukiii_x/twilight-3.jpg"&gt;YOU'VE GOT VAMPIRE MAIL. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only it was true. I would definetely accept!...even if he plans on eating me. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: "The Mixtape" by Jack's Mannequin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-2664712358941944177?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/2664712358941944177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=2664712358941944177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/2664712358941944177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/2664712358941944177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-wish.html' title='I WISH!'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-2336248223986057126</id><published>2008-08-06T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T05:20:15.982-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rewind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='underwear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paramore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>Test Me...I'm a failure but you couldn't resist</title><content type='html'>As i was jumping from blog to blog, i found this thing on Aren's blog. Am i the only one that notices that there is one paragraph assigned to each letter? I found out cause I tried it with my not-so-nickname name Elizabeth and the letters L, I and A were exactly the same with Lia. Here are my results for LIA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="280" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Lia Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I closed the window I found this other test...and it's so me it's not even funny. I like itXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="280" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Underwear Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/theunderwearoracle/underwear.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're bad, you're very bad. And when you're good, you're still trouble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're comfortable in your own skin - and don't care to impress anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theunderwearoracle/"&gt;The Underwear Oracle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go study(miraculous HUH?)I have exams tomorrow...says Ms. Responsible Student. I'll probably waste my time like I always do. Why am I like this? I could use some answers. That would be a great birthday gift not to mention that my birthday is still on November 9. Well then, I guess I have to be a little patient. I'm starting to think that I played myself to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to:"Rewind" by Paramore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-2336248223986057126?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/2336248223986057126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=2336248223986057126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/2336248223986057126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/2336248223986057126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/08/test-meim-failure-but-you-couldnt.html' title='Test Me...I&apos;m a failure but you couldn&apos;t resist'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-4001157946351322461</id><published>2008-08-04T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T06:38:35.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Time Low'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poppin Champagne'/><title type='text'>ATL has got me poppin' champagne</title><content type='html'>Here's the new &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All Time Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; video for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Poppin' Champagne."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I wonder why they took out the Champagne. It's just called "Poppin' " now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the dance...and Alex's hair.HAHAHA:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TNX6QeFBEYQ&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;color1=" color2="0x999999" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: "Poppin' Champagne" by All Time Low &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-4001157946351322461?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/4001157946351322461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=4001157946351322461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/4001157946351322461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/4001157946351322461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/08/heres-new-all-time-low-video-for-poppin.html' title='ATL has got me poppin&apos; champagne'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-184081261589456072</id><published>2008-08-02T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T23:57:33.592-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fast Times at Barrington High'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forever Young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Academy Is...'/><title type='text'>Why so serious?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll explain the title later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first. It's less than a month before &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Fast Times at Barrington High"&lt;/span&gt; hits record bars! Aug. 19 is the day. I can't wait till I listen to some new TAI cause they're one of my favorite bands ever. I've memorized all their songs and I can't wait to memorize more of Bill's lyrics cause they're really brilliant if you know what the song means. I promoted "Santi" before it even came out and I screamed really loud in a public record bar when I saw their CD on the shelf. I just can't wait till that rush of blood and excitement runs to my ear when I put in their CD and press play. I fangirled over Bill for more than a year (but i stopped already) and cried when I thought he was married and a father. (Hey! The father thing is true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                      TAI=LOVE&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j94/natiis_plan/l_ab85bf8e4496434803e18d4ebccdb3bf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j94/natiis_plan/l_ab85bf8e4496434803e18d4ebccdb3bf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i found this picture of Bill today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i538.photobucket.com/albums/ff341/emilybob92/The%20Academy%20Is/will2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i538.photobucket.com/albums/ff341/emilybob92/The%20Academy%20Is/will2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;( if you want to read what it says but can't read it because you're half blind then click &lt;a href="http://i538.photobucket.com/albums/ff341/emilybob92/The%20Academy%20Is/will2.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get back on track. Second, it's exam week and I am soooooooooooooooooo out of the mood to study. That explains my title, not only that but the Joker was amazing. Give it up for Heath Ledger, ladies and gentlemen. *applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently updating my unupdated facebook. Check it out some time.Click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/people/Lia_Savillo/551813497"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to  take a peek at the most boring person ever's facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: "Summer Hair/Forever Young" by The Academy Is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-184081261589456072?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/184081261589456072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=184081261589456072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/184081261589456072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/184081261589456072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-so-serious.html' title='Why so serious?'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i538.photobucket.com/albums/ff341/emilybob92/The%20Academy%20Is/th_will2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-2071328340893525809</id><published>2008-08-01T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T06:15:01.483-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panoramic Photographers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Criocerinae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seek Not to Convince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock and Roll'/><title type='text'>Rock and Roll, Criocerinae Style! YEAH!</title><content type='html'>Hey scenesters, have you heard of my new indie rock band?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CRIOCERINAE&lt;/span&gt;. If you don't know us then you must have been living under a rock for some time now. We have played shows with some amazing artists like The Academy Is..., Muse, Radiohead, Nirvana, Metallica, AC/DC, The Kooks, Tokyo Police Club, Jack's Mannequin, The Beatles, Jimmy Eat World, Bob Dylan, The Get Up Kids...even Britney Spears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to worry cause we're working on some new music for our record &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Seek Not to Convince"&lt;/span&gt; which will be out on Nov. 9, 2008. I'm so stoked! If you can't wait for the album to come out in November well then you can buy our first single off the album, which is "Panoramic Photographers" on Itunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, here's the track listing and art (it's kinda kinky.HAHAHA.) of the new album "Seek Not to Convince":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SJMI5gaNxGI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/dHFXfoyawJU/s1600-h/Seek+Not+to+Convince.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229533376352732258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SJMI5gaNxGI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/dHFXfoyawJU/s320/Seek+Not+to+Convince.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zeitgeist Gallery&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Traction Kiting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Graph Paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brain Sluice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vaccination News&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Panoramic Photographers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Confined Space&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cord Clamping&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Southern Poverty Law Center&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Robot Wisdom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;We'll be winning Grammys even faster than you can say Criocerinae! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;***NOTE: This is 100% fictional...but i wish deep inside that it wasn't. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you want to try this little game out, here's what you do:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Go &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. The first Wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Go &lt;a href="http://quotationspage.com/random.php3"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. The last four words of the very last quote of this page is the title of your first album. If you want to do this again, you'll hit refresh to generate new quotes, because clicking the quotes link again will just give you the same quotes over and over again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Go &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Third picture, no matter what it is,will be your album cover.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Go &lt;a href="http://www.randomwebsite.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. The first ten links you end up in (minus the .coms) are your 10 song titles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Listening to: "Panoramic Photographers" by Criocerinae &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-2071328340893525809?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/2071328340893525809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=2071328340893525809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/2071328340893525809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/2071328340893525809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/08/rock-and-roll-criocerinae-style-yeah.html' title='Rock and Roll, Criocerinae Style! YEAH!'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NHsLh9V_8LI/SJMI5gaNxGI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/dHFXfoyawJU/s72-c/Seek+Not+to+Convince.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-7642401617951978693</id><published>2008-07-27T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T06:23:57.645-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turn off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PIMP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Infatuation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stoked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Academy Is...'/><title type='text'>TURN OFF!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So last night, i didn't get much sleep cause i had to wake up at 10:30 to go to mass. I haven't done any of my assignments yet cause I slept in the other day. Anyway, during the mass I sat behind PIMP(ref. The Church of Hot Addiction) and his family. I was pretty shocked to find out that his younger brother was wearing the same red skinny jeans he wore last week, especially since his brother isn't the thinnest guy there is (if you know what i mean.) I can't believe they share clothes! I'm so over him. It's just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;INFATUATION&lt;/span&gt;  (TLE mode.) Anyway, me and PIMP were beside each other during Communion(not that i care anymore.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of things happening for me this year and i am so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STOKED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August:  New The Academy Is... album!, I'm going to Cebu again!&lt;br /&gt;September:  A new season of HEROES(Villains) and Gossip  Girl.&lt;br /&gt;October:  Halloween? Sembreak!&lt;br /&gt;November:  The Umbrella Academy (Series 2)&lt;br /&gt;December: Another break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, i'm in third year so i'm a very,very, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BUSY BEE! I'm off to do my micropaper on Aspartame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Listening to: "His Girl Friday" by The Academy Is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the third track off The Academy Is...'s new album, "Fast Times at Barrington High." If that doesn't convince you to go buy their CD on Aug. 19, then i don't know what will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy: Santi's Little Helpers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="160" width="280"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://fueledbyramen.com/theacademyis/fast_times/track_03/swf/tai_widget_3_eu62lclhjc.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="autoStartMP3=false&amp;amp;xmlLoc=http://fueledbyramen.com/theacademyis/fast_times/track_03/xml/audio.xml"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="name" value="TheAcademyIsWidget_Track3"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://fueledbyramen.com/theacademyis/fast_times/track_03/swf/tai_widget_3_eu62lclhjc.swf" flashvars="autoStartMP3=false&amp;amp;xmlLoc=http://fueledbyramen.com/theacademyis/fast_times/track_03/xml/audio.xml" name="tai_widget" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="160" width="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://store.fueledbyramen.com/albumview.asp?idproduct=61048" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fueledbyramen.com/theacademyis/fast_times/track_03/imgs/theacademyis_widget_280x180_link.jpg" alt="The Academy Is Preorder Link" margin="0" padding="0" border="0" height="20" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-7642401617951978693?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/7642401617951978693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=7642401617951978693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/7642401617951978693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/7642401617951978693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/07/turn-off.html' title='TURN OFF!'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-4570576763474571400</id><published>2008-07-20T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T00:52:03.485-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red skinny jeans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PIMP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Time Low'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jasey Rae'/><title type='text'>The Church of Hot Addiction</title><content type='html'>Just another of my many strange days. Here's how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up at 9 something which is really awkward for a person like me who's used to 10:30-12. Anyway, i had to get dressed to go to Church and i was having one of my episodes. When i got to church, the pew was full so I sat at the next pew...and I'm glad i did!(but let's not get ahead of ourselves now) Back to my story, my aunt passed by me and she poked me at the back which kind of annoyed me cause i wasn't in the mood. Then halfway through the mass...I notice &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;RED SKINNY JEANS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cuser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's a shame that it was the first thing i noticed about him but who cares, he caught my attention:) The dude had style! He wasn't so good-looking but he sure knew how to dress. He was wearing a white shirt but i couldn't read what was written on it, black and red chucks, and bloody red skinny jeans with some black vintage design in the back. THAT'S HOT! *PIMP had made my day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; and the best part is that we go to church together which means that i probably won't forget to do Mrs. Blanco's assignment anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my family ate at Shakey's and i have no idea why but my older brother has been acting like a total DICK/JERK. He's so annoying, i wish he would leave me alone. He can't even drink without getting allergies...what a LOSER! When i got home, i found out that there was a problem with the computer and that all the files had to be deleted. I was freaking out! I decided to take a nap, to forget everything cause a lot had been going through my head that day. I wake up and it's dinner time already(i hate waking up before dinner. it doesn't feel good.) After dinner, I'm relieved as hell to find out that my files have been saved. THANK GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note: Since my stalker skills seem like they've been turned off, I don't know his name(red skinny jeans boy). So let's just call him PIMP(Pretty In m? Punk).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARK KNIGHT. TONIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: "Jasey Rae" by All Time Low&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-4570576763474571400?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/4570576763474571400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=4570576763474571400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/4570576763474571400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/4570576763474571400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/07/church-of-hot-addiction.html' title='The Church of Hot Addiction'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287772254976666218.post-5417198245600072179</id><published>2008-07-19T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T03:16:19.512-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FIRST POST EVER'/><title type='text'>a place to smash my thoughts against</title><content type='html'>it's 6pm. my aunt's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FIRST POST EVER&lt;/span&gt; here. I'm making history:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, i had a One Tree Hill (Season 1) Marathon. I watched it from 6pm till 12 with a 1.5 L bottle of Pepsi in one hand and a bag of popcorn in the other. I woke up at 12 something today... that's nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the ii2 reunion in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TAPA KING&lt;/span&gt;. (i know right!) Anyway, it was a blast except for the bitchy fourth years, the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;slooooooooooooooow&lt;/span&gt; service and the fact that my bus almost left me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i'm new to this thing and i don't know how to do much...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YET&lt;/span&gt;. I don't even know if i can keep up with my own blog, but no worries cause i will try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: the new Jack's Mannequin album&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287772254976666218-5417198245600072179?l=aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/feeds/5417198245600072179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=287772254976666218&amp;postID=5417198245600072179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/5417198245600072179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/287772254976666218/posts/default/5417198245600072179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacetosmashmythoughtsagainst.blogspot.com/2008/07/place-to-smash-my-thoughts-against.html' title='a place to smash my thoughts against'/><author><name>liasucks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08333263221383716369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
