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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think im going to give blogspot a rest. nobody reads my posts. im not making a difference in people's lives, im not a celebrity and if you wanted one lined posts, you would have given up and visited my twitter ages ago. i know im fucking addicted to twitter. so shoot me and tear out my brain because i love twitter. yeah it's all i got......until then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/jinhelsinki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys, josephine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-1310014671194727452?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/1310014671194727452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-8466725346914873145</id><published>2009-06-14T16:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:38:38.257+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love my shanique she is beautiful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-8466725346914873145?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/8466725346914873145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=8466725346914873145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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DJing will be the death of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-1937444831968066980?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/1937444831968066980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=1937444831968066980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/1937444831968066980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/1937444831968066980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-have-cost-of-3492-dollars-to-save-up.html' 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EVERYBODY'S FAVORITE SHOPPER ILY SHANIQUE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-8892000638126752893?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/8892000638126752893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=8892000638126752893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/8892000638126752893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/8892000638126752893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/05/showstopper-panty-dropper-everybodys.html' title=''/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-5441294788254801779</id><published>2009-05-17T09:40:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T09:40:24.444+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i u she together, come on baby let's go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-5441294788254801779?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/5441294788254801779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-7051115247009985992</id><published>2009-05-16T22:46:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T22:49:22.477+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like quitting my job, i feel like a change. i hate this repetitive routine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"it was an accident waiting to happen - ben stiller"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-7051115247009985992?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/7051115247009985992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;alright, i've been alright over the past two weeks without the interweb. i have started to do things, that the interweb always prevented me from doing. productive things. so hey i'm going to take small doses of the interweb every day. we'll chop it down, let's say, from all night to two to three hours a night. baby steps josephine baby steps. this new layout isn't much, but i honestly wasn't bothered right now to jazz it up. you know, new fonts, new backgrounds, blah blah, the works. but ill change it soon for whoever's eyes' sake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s missy higgins, amazing by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joseo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-21000230422505990?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/21000230422505990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-7130347892156754632</id><published>2009-05-05T16:35:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T16:40:09.218+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have not will not be posting for the next few days or week; until the 12th. And im doing fine without the internet thankyou for asking friends.......dannys back in town after a long torturing wait. And oh exams are pretty lame at the moment too. Well until the 12th i wont be posting and on that day there will be a layout update too. Until then amigos, josephine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-7130347892156754632?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/7130347892156754632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=7130347892156754632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/7130347892156754632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/7130347892156754632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-have-not-will-not-be-posting-for-next.html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-1672093265098511526</id><published>2009-04-28T16:29:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T16:30:22.306+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guys join moviescenster.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life has been more boring than usual lately, just sitting here awaiting danny's arrival in australia, i miss you man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-1672093265098511526?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/1672093265098511526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-8760012262698693865</id><published>2009-04-26T22:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:13:32.584+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'well hot damn welcome to the club!" - seth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-8760012262698693865?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/8760012262698693865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=8760012262698693865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/8760012262698693865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/8760012262698693865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-hot-damn-welcome-to-club-seth.html' title=''/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-1238000986536370003</id><published>2009-04-26T17:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T17:08:29.927+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and you probably don’t care for punk rock, but you probably own ‘nevermind’. and you probably don’t talk to strangers, but you’d wish they talk to all the time. so I probably should say something to you, but id probably ruin it then, its best for both of us if I keep my mouth shut. and stay on my side of the train&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-1238000986536370003?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/1238000986536370003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=1238000986536370003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/1238000986536370003'/><link rel='self' 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security stupid.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"lets busk has anybody got a guitar?"&lt;br /&gt;"lets just play the song and sing"&lt;br /&gt;"why is there only one person singing at the moment"&lt;br /&gt;"shutup and give me your money bitch"&lt;br /&gt;Haha good times &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Josephine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-5122466191596356430?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/5122466191596356430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=5122466191596356430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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some apple. im bored! i cant sleep again, yesterday was a mission to fall asleep, and i ended up dozing off at 6 this morning but only waking up one hour and a half later. when will this enddddd? i had work tonight, tired as usual and still grumpy. lack of sleep = frustrated and annoying josephine. argh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-7319069796938216573?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/7319069796938216573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=7319069796938216573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/7319069796938216573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/7319069796938216573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-sitting-here-listening-to-sunny-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-878043106188030659</id><published>2009-04-23T21:39:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:42:32.920+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=aj+rafael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is so true, but its kind of funny in a strange way, even more strange for my liking&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-878043106188030659?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/878043106188030659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=878043106188030659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/878043106188030659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/878043106188030659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/04/httpwww_23.html' title=''/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-528622113783122051</id><published>2009-04-22T11:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T12:00:23.635+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>audяи™ says: (11:54:01 AM)&lt;br /&gt;jojojojojojojo&lt;br /&gt;audяи™ says: (11:54:04 AM)&lt;br /&gt;95% of teens would cry if they saw the Jonas Brothers at the top of a skyscraper about to jump. Copy and paste this if﻿ you are in the 5% that would shout 'Jump assholes" &lt;br /&gt;audяи™ says: (11:54:06 AM)&lt;br /&gt;LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;at least now i can say that i am trying says: (11:54:21 AM)&lt;br /&gt;NO I'D CRY&lt;br /&gt;at least now i can say that i am trying says: (11:54:22 AM)&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-528622113783122051?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/528622113783122051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=528622113783122051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/528622113783122051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/528622113783122051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/04/aud-says-115401-am-jojojojojojojo-aud.html' title=''/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-4618114553238772931</id><published>2009-04-20T22:55:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:04:19.593+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dude, this guy has sweet designs:&lt;br /&gt;http://horsebitesdesign.com/blog.php&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so check it out, im sure you won't be disappointed. i watched fast and furious today, the story line isn't so great, because its smack bang placed back into the middle of nowhere, but vin diesel guys! and im still waiting on 'where the wild things are' that is going to be one hell of a movie. im really frustrated at the moment, and i dont even know why, and no; im not having a girly pms fit. im just mega frustrated!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love from the frustrated and annoyed&lt;br /&gt;josephine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-4618114553238772931?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/4618114553238772931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=4618114553238772931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/4618114553238772931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/4618114553238772931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/04/dude-this-guy-has-sweet-designs.html' title=''/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-1305899933866809011</id><published>2009-04-20T00:56:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T00:57:42.817+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SET YOUR WHAT?! SET YOUR GOALSSSSSSSSSS SWEET ASS BAND CHECK THEM OUT : i'd give you their myspace link but i dont do myspace, so google them guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love &lt;br /&gt;josephine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-1305899933866809011?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/1305899933866809011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=1305899933866809011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/1305899933866809011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/1305899933866809011'/><link 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title=''/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-4809825468411547098</id><published>2009-04-17T20:59:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:00:54.199+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok duuuuuuuuudeeee! thats a pair of sweet freakin' dunks, i love Coraline and the movie (i gave in and downloaded it, tsk tsk josephine) and these shoes are just, the best. http://www.sneakerobsession.com/7246/nike-dunk-high-coraline/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of movies, where the wild things are, coming soon to aus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-8197490147255714412</id><published>2009-04-17T20:37:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T20:46:14.230+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im listening to the twilight soundtrack again, i remember when i used to love every song from the album. the kids today were insanely crazy, they were restless, jumpy but nonetheless kind of still cute in a way. so tomorrow we leave them and may never see them again. kids! sadface but at least the moment where i feel like i own 9 kids with a 14 yo boy, is over. and p.s im sick, so sick, my throat hurts, my nose is runny, runny noses rule! but really, my music examination is so soon and my singing voice better come back by then. there has been something holding me back, and that happens to be something called lack of confidence and lack of ability. its pretty discouraging, considering that i used to be able to hit high notes and hold long notes, now im like an acoustic singer who broke her throat. which is kind of impossible, you dont...break throats. well im off to shower, and maybe some supernatural later. i was never really fond of the show, but lately i've been watching it every night, i think im hooked! s'all good y'all, until tomorrow;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;joseyoyo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-8197490147255714412?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-3738635852354135133</id><published>2009-04-16T23:35:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T00:06:07.495+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i volunteered to be a group leader at a camp for children they call it happy camp or something. the kids are fabulous, most of them are freaking cute, but , there's always a but, there's always the trouble maker. and i happen to have the whole entire camp's biggest troublemaker. at least its only two more days, if it was like camparadise, and it was 6, i would drop dead for you right now. so guys hows it going and everything, holidays are great? is funny because i stole the tagboard, and i don't have comment links. great. no really, i think it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;josephine&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-6299368131400784128</id><published>2009-04-15T00:59:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T00:59:58.968+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>audяn™ says: (12:58:49 AM)&lt;br /&gt;lol cause of death: over excitement [slang: horny]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-6299368131400784128?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>the gig yesterday was pretty good, despite the fact that it was socially quiet, passion brought it baby! haha well basically thats it, passion is awesome and is the second cutest being on earth, the way he doesn't adapt to the climate here and his pink/purple bandaid :3 oh and nessa rica has probably the most amazing female voice i've heard in ages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;israel was cute aha. like nawwwwwwww cute.&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;josephine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-6576588864269845416?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/6576588864269845416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=6576588864269845416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/6576588864269845416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/6576588864269845416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-i-knew.html' title='if i knew'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-4202583719223641419</id><published>2009-04-12T11:05:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T11:11:56.645+10:00</updated><title type='text'>six different ways to say i miss you</title><content type='html'>tonight's the night of passion, a night of wonderful acoustic and whatever other genre passion may be placed under. by the way my tragic haircut hasn't healed you would think it would have healed by now. its known; you cut your hair at the hairdressers, and after a shower or two your hair's kind of starting to look normal, no. my hair has been tragic these two days. i'm at the stage where its too short to place on a side so you must keep it as those mega short 'bangs', a bit like hayley's awkward short fringe  during the photoshoot from blender at the bbq. but hey, it'll grow, hopefully. sam's coming over soon, not sure how soon but soon, so ill post later after getting dressed and finding some clothes to wear tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s the one love sound machine 2009 album, rocks.&lt;br /&gt;luv josephine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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you'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-494384923041847661</id><published>2009-04-10T21:17:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T21:30:23.214+10:00</updated><title type='text'>twitter twitter twitter</title><content type='html'>gosh i think im falling in love with twitter....its addictive and kind of nobody really can be bothered to reply to your useless posts, like they do on facebook. it annoys me when people on facebook tend to just 'like' everything, i believe there should be a dislike button say for instance: you just broke up, your ex suddenly posts 'hot girl at supermarket, tap ittttt' you can automatically dislike it, not that anybody would say that, its laame, but the dislike button has a useful function, are you feeling me? well guys today is kristine's birthday so here's her post, well her one line that is featured in my post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY KRISTINE, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I WOULD KISS YOU&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's turning 14, the tiny little thing....but ok i haven't been online, well you wouldn't know because you don't even talk to me online, i don't think anybody reading this ever talks to me. so passion's this sunday, im having second thoughts, do i really want to see this super talented man? or do i just want to stay home, read a book and talk to danny for the last time before he leaves to vietnam? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the internet is a boring place, especially if you're capped, and when nobody not even your best friend or the person you're 'seeing' talks to you on IM, internet life is great, internet life can suck it. i hate the internet im starting to hate the internet more and more everyday. what do we even get out of chatting with your friends on the internet for a few hours, crissakes freaking get out there and speak to them in real life. or maybe its because im always neglected all the time, internet or real life, maybe that's why this is coming from my fingers, or mind, head, mouth, whatever guys. but have fun not connecting with me, have lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;over and out, josephine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s i cut my fringe not long ago, i look like a fool and im hating it, internet life and real life sucksssssssssss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-494384923041847661?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/494384923041847661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-4500071830250636121</id><published>2009-04-09T19:27:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:35:15.655+10:00</updated><title type='text'>note: the internet gets less and less entertaining</title><content type='html'>i havent been posting, i havent been face-booking, i havent been dailybooth-ing, i haven't even been paramore-ing. i've become lazier and slobbier than ever before, and this is when it gets serious. i need to take action before it gets ugly. well fellow reader(s), today i took a visit to the Sydney Royal Easter Show, and it was packed, first days are always packed, its the same for everything. first days for new foods in a restaurant, first day for new movies,  yeah thats all i got. we were set out in the the crazy world of Easter Showing and checked out the fashion parade which turned out to be pretty interesting. we went on rides, and oh loorrrrddddyyy were they some pretty scary rides.i went on two (i think) and i was gone, then decided to attempt to go on another one, wasn't the best idea. no, i didn't vomit. but today was pretty cool, i'd show you some photos, but jenny has the photos and she kind of haven't uploaded them yet, so, they'll be on my facebook soon. so ill link ya'll. and like the title says, im pretty bored with the internet there's nothing to do and my head is pounding! so ill leave my mac to rest. goodnight until tomorrow friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love &lt;br /&gt;josephineeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s hi there danny, see you get this privilege mother bitchezzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-4500071830250636121?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-6587587400613791021</id><published>2009-04-07T19:28:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T19:34:08.944+10:00</updated><title type='text'>and when they do die</title><content type='html'>havent been on here lately, i find myself finding less and less things to post about. um basically life's been going up and down, mainly down but it's all good, i guess. my excursion with the school to the easter show is on thursday, should be moderately fun, but im with the textiles girls so guess so &lt;3 so there's today's post, another 3 lined entry about what doesn't happen in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"You said this would be Forever"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 josephine&lt;div 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die'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-5302122486230567778</id><published>2009-03-30T18:24:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T23:01:37.828+11:00</updated><title type='text'>she has loose hips, beautiful hips</title><content type='html'>i cannot talk to you without feeling insecure, i cannot think about you without feeling anger. its been too long to still be holding on and its taken too long for me to let go, but not really letting go, under false pretenses. i would still be able to say i love you and mean it, i could hunt and never fins anyone else like you again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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hips'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-1267066541092281684</id><published>2009-03-26T17:22:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T17:35:24.772+11:00</updated><title type='text'>after tonight</title><content type='html'>so im here at maccas 30 mins before my shift because i decided to be nice to ruqaya and hang with her. Like how yesterday, being nice to rebecca and sharing a shift with her cost me half my health, im sick and dying now. But it was an alright shift, and tomorrow i have another shift!! And im just blabbering on because qwerty keypads rock, theyre just the best to use. Sorry for lack of posts and updates but hey i dont think many people read this anyway except you one or two who happen to be interested in my boring life. Its so absolutely boring here and im leaning against the thing near the door and when the door closes it kills my shoulder. Have i blabbered to you guise about passion yet? I dont know anyone whos going but itll be fun. Twenty minutes till my shift!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i know that after tonight you dont have to look about the stars&lt;br /&gt;And i know that the love is alright you dont have to look about the stars" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill talk to you guise soon&lt;br /&gt;Josephine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-1267066541092281684?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/1267066541092281684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=1267066541092281684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/1267066541092281684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/1267066541092281684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/03/after-tonight.html' title='after tonight'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-7480168805624243847</id><published>2009-03-24T23:13:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:16:46.934+11:00</updated><title type='text'>status: apathetic yet ...happy?</title><content type='html'>ok news flash i know i haven't been posting, there's nothing to post about. my school photos are soon and ill show you them i promise haha even if i look like goat turd, i WILL show you. and and and dustin tran the fucking legend got me passion tickets im never getting over it, i love you man! that's the news. okay if that wasn't exciting enough for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I GOT TICKETS TO SEE FUCKING PASSION, IM SO FUCKING HAPPY I COULD SAY FUCK A FEW MORE TIMES ONLINE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 joda, im so funny (or not)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-7480168805624243847?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/7480168805624243847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=7480168805624243847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/7480168805624243847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/7480168805624243847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/03/status-apathetic-yet-happy.html' title='status: apathetic yet ...happy?'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-7805814298348755216</id><published>2009-03-23T16:55:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T17:00:59.525+11:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>listening to little mermaid and mulan soundtracks, they'll never get old. so my english in class exam was today, i hope i at least pass! and i re-read my blog entry yesterday at maccas, haha none of it made sense. but im pretty sure whoever read it, understood, right? my posts are getting shorter and shorter everyday, sorry kids. but tomorrow is my first aid course, so i'll be learning how to save lives and break ribs (inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Oh what do you call it? Oh, feet" - The Little Mermaid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-josephine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-7805814298348755216?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/7805814298348755216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=7805814298348755216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/7805814298348755216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/7805814298348755216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-9219910429289845159</id><published>2009-03-22T15:18:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T15:30:37.479+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hey Audrian why why are u messing with me?</title><content type='html'>hey guys I'm listening to Taylor swift at maccas I'm with Audrian and we have been loitering at fast food restaurants for over 2 hours. Were that bored we have so much time ok our hands. But hey I put the hottest dress on lay-by,it's so gorgeous. Were jut hanging waiting for Dalena to come to maccas but I have an English essay tomorrow in class exam, yay(note the sarcasm). Alright time to leave blogger I'll talk I you guys in a bit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love josephine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-9219910429289845159?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/9219910429289845159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=9219910429289845159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/9219910429289845159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/9219910429289845159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-audrian-why-why-are-u-messing-with.html' title='hey Audrian why why are u messing with me?'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-2869773549353750095</id><published>2009-03-22T02:39:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T02:47:33.588+11:00</updated><title type='text'>yasmin</title><content type='html'>this was dated from last year, and after seeing you today, i thought i'd just publicly post it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i never meant to hurt you i said things i shouldn't have, and maybe have physically hurt you, really hard. but you're who i've always wanted to be, and who i want to be with, but couldn't keep it in your pants, every time you said you liked being with me, i reconsidered that every time we were together after that one incident. it was stupid for me to even take my chances with you, knowing that our relationship would end within weeks and end in tragedy, well not tragedy, but ugly. you were the one girl i fell the hardest for, and i would never find someone as beautiful and as amazing as you, and you hurt me, sometimes i wish we could start all over, and i wish you could solve your issues with fidelity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i never actually said that to you, and sometimes, i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;-josephine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-2869773549353750095?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/2869773549353750095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=2869773549353750095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/2869773549353750095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/2869773549353750095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/03/yasmin.html' title='yasmin'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-5672333029737606847</id><published>2009-03-21T23:48:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:49:01.476+11:00</updated><title type='text'>little piece of home</title><content type='html'>ok sorry, ill stop annoying you with aj rafael videos. there's so much emotion in this video, i love you aj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZwXLnn4ZtUY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZwXLnn4ZtUY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-5672333029737606847?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/5672333029737606847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=5672333029737606847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/5672333029737606847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/5672333029737606847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-piece-of-home.html' title='little piece of home'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-3031403055572761577</id><published>2009-03-21T23:12:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:14:41.521+11:00</updated><title type='text'>we've got the strength of a raging fire</title><content type='html'>you know i'm never going to get over aj, and you know how long i've loved him. ajajajaj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zmICyoR427E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zmICyoR427E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 aj(osephine) rafael&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-3031403055572761577?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/3031403055572761577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=3031403055572761577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/3031403055572761577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/3031403055572761577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/03/weve-got-strength-of-raging-fire.html' title='we&apos;ve got the strength of a raging fire'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-6508661674647603890</id><published>2009-03-19T20:10:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:15:17.785+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't translate your affection</title><content type='html'>i regret leaving assignments down to the last minute. my headache is killing me, i've tried panadol, panamax, resting, water  and nothing works. and on top of that i have a rationale to do, along with embroidery, and like we know me; i made my design mega hard. so it's my date with coffee tonight. and school today was just horrible, school everyday is horrible. two long years before i'm out of birrong. and i'd never thought i'd say this but miley cyrus is giving me a bigger headache. but the climb is such a good song, :( oh and a special p.s to you, i know you're reading; go die in a rabbit hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fuck you, fuck you very very much, 'cause we hate what you do, &lt;br /&gt;and we hate your whole crew, please don't stay in touch"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, josephine cyrus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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affection'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-8632110037752388699</id><published>2009-03-18T23:00:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:40:09.079+11:00</updated><title type='text'>talking of michelangelo</title><content type='html'>guiiiiseeeeeee! i actually re-purchased my net two days ago, but you see, because i said that i'd have no internet, i could get away with not posting. or whatever, so. i had my drama dress rehearsal today, the lights glaring at me, the faces staring at me, well i actually couldn't see the faces, because the light was too bright, but i assume, they were. i'm actually clueless on what to post about, but two people are waiting on this one post, so i thought i'd add a bit more to satisfy their needs...for my lame posts. ok really i got nothing, except the mental image of barenaked ladies, after audrian made a reference to one of their songs.  oh lorrddyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I had an adrenaline rush, it's very common, you can google it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s CONGRATULATIONS KILDIAH YESTERDAY FOR THEIR FIRST GIG. COULDN'T GO SORRY FAV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, j - minor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-8632110037752388699?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/8632110037752388699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=8632110037752388699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/8632110037752388699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/8632110037752388699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/03/talking-of-michelangelo.html' title='talking of michelangelo'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-577355108422885222</id><published>2009-03-16T20:26:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:27:44.308+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you m- iley cyrus</title><content type='html'>who does not remember this:&lt;br /&gt;"Can i have a chip? I'll be your best friend"&lt;br /&gt;if you don't, then please get out of my face, everyone did that when we were young. ev.ree.one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-577355108422885222?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/577355108422885222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=577355108422885222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/577355108422885222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/577355108422885222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-miss-you-m-iley-cyrus.html' title='i miss you m- iley cyrus'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-5852902089709405675</id><published>2009-03-16T18:14:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:18:32.976+11:00</updated><title type='text'>love hurts (but dancing like an idiot helps)</title><content type='html'>samantha ho, please come back to school soon before i pull out the rifle and headshot myself. without you at school, is so weird.  so hey hey hey, school's pretty shit, every thing's pretty shit, i'll be taking my l's exam this week. my school photos are next week, life pretty much suck, update soon with more sad sob stories about my sad life. oh p.s friends, i'll have no internet pretty much, so i guess your pain in reading sob stories, is finally over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And you, you are the sweetest thing to me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao for now, &lt;br /&gt;miss josephine taylor york&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-5852902089709405675?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/5852902089709405675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=5852902089709405675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/5852902089709405675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/5852902089709405675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-hurts-but-dancing-like-idiot-helps.html' title='love hurts (but dancing like an idiot helps)'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-6350608484865588537</id><published>2009-03-15T17:17:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:29:31.506+11:00</updated><title type='text'>all we(i) know is falling</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I'm into you, and girl(boy) no-one else would do. &lt;br /&gt;With every kiss and every hug, you make me fall in love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; it seems...that i've burnt all bridges once again. you've burrowed like a summer tick, and you've confused my dreams. i'm not complaining, but you seem everything to me. and i'm stuck on you like glue somehow, enclosed in a room with nothing, but thoughts of you. you're everywhere inside of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-6350608484865588537?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/6350608484865588537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=6350608484865588537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/6350608484865588537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/6350608484865588537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-im-into-you-and-girlboy-no-one-else.html' title='all we(i) know is falling'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-745712421409676748</id><published>2009-03-15T09:59:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T10:07:52.131+11:00</updated><title type='text'>you lie to me, you never talk to me, i've been such a fool</title><content type='html'>apart from the depressing george nozuka reference as the title, yesterday was pretty much the same. great party, except i arrived almost 4 hours late, thinking i wouldn't be part of the awkward circle. awkward circle ended at around 3. ok so, when i arrived at 6, (ha-ha, two hours till the party ended) everybody was rampaging and insanely running around on the grass. i had no idea what was going on, i floated from group to group because my own friends wouldn't talk to me. (oh cause you see, boys are hotter than me, they're always first priority) movinggggg on the sky slowly started to darken, and the fire was started. the bonfire. we sat around the fire and dustin took out his wonderful guitar and starting playing us songs, aj rafael to my liking. thenthenthensososo it started to rain as emily had predicted then we walked inside to watch 'RV' on channel nine, which i always on. all.wayz. then started playing guitar again, then drama happened, more drama happened, we all got kicked out of the house. the end. great night. oh! and i finally saw ruqaya's dad's face! to my surprise he looked nothing i imagined him to be. there were no photos of me, because i came late and i really didn't feel like socializing. okay guise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;joesapheen, josephine, joseyfine, joesafeen, jozefine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-745712421409676748?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/745712421409676748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=745712421409676748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/745712421409676748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/745712421409676748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-lie-to-me-you-never-talk-to-me-ive.html' title='you lie to me, you never talk to me, i&apos;ve been such a fool'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-3848699557495430195</id><published>2009-03-14T09:35:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T09:43:52.577+11:00</updated><title type='text'>we're always running FOR THE THRILL OF IT?</title><content type='html'>i got a party to attend to tonight, but right now i have an important person to see. well not now now, in an hour and a half. but first things first well it's not first anymore, it's second, but first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy 16th birthday em &lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate summer, i really really really hate summer, in fact, it's not even summer anymore! it's autumn, so why is this heat overcoming the beautiful breezes we could be having? now, im speaking nonsense again, so i'll be back tomorrow, or tonight, with um photos or whatever and deetz on em's fabulous party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovej(ay-Z)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-3848699557495430195?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/3848699557495430195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=3848699557495430195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/3848699557495430195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/3848699557495430195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/03/were-always-running-for-thrill-of-it.html' title='we&apos;re always running FOR THE THRILL OF IT?'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-5066611393382231558</id><published>2009-03-13T17:03:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T18:10:53.312+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i really like tortilla chips</title><content type='html'>reader(s) that still attend high school, have you ever noticed how keen the juniors are? for instance, they'd literally bolt to class, i'm not even being over dramatic about it, they bolt to class, as if they're being chased by flaming hobos or something, i don't know. oh and this one student from my school i know that is on f the juniors; she absolutely loves skipping in the morning. she'd skip her heart out, she's good, i must say, but its so unnecessary. we aren't even completely awake, we're all sleeping on each others shoulders till the bell rings, and this girl is jumping like its for the olympics! ok so, off the juniors topic, i actually have to take a blood test tomorrow, and gosh. am. i. scared. i know i know, you guys must be thinking: "she has had over ten holes in her face, and she's chicken of a needle". THATS EXACTLY RIGHT. i'll be kicking and screaming before the doc even whips out the needle. so fingerscrossed i don't pass out, and fingers crossed that i am not going to be diagnosed with some freakish medical condition. ill keep my toes crossed too, ew feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok three songs, i have to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Try - Jesse Barrera&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unconditional - H20&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tortilla Chips - Tonex/T.Bizzy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;josey and the pussycats&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-5066611393382231558?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/5066611393382231558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=5066611393382231558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/5066611393382231558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/5066611393382231558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-really-like-tortilla-chips.html' title='i really like tortilla chips'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-4207587495758355965</id><published>2009-03-12T17:10:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T18:11:47.927+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i hev this chokechain</title><content type='html'>i don't think i will ever be able to write an interesting post, sorry folks. it's just that i'm straight out boring, don't even deny the fact that it's true. i will continue on with my post about what i did at school today, typical, typical entry topic. typically boring. okay so im going to go out of my comfort zone and post about something that has been on my mind a lot lately. there's a certain male friend i might have a sliiight crush on, and he is incredibly cute, amazing and every other word you could find to describe awesomeness. that really wasn't out of my comfort zone, im sorry, that i lied, that'll never happen. oh no, i have completely forgotten, to read paramore's blog for almost over a week! what kind of a failure die hard fan am i?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;edit/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sososososo guys! someone was back from work early tonight, take a guess who. haha im such a foolioioio. i was going to post this long essay type recount about my time at work today, complaining, and being a baby over it, but suddenly i'm not bothered. saves you time anyway, my dear fellow reader(s)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I haven't slept in days, I know the only time that&lt;br /&gt; I'm on steady ground, is when you're under me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;miss josephine taylor york&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-4207587495758355965?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/4207587495758355965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=4207587495758355965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/4207587495758355965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/4207587495758355965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hev-this-chokechain.html' title='i hev this chokechain'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-3387269315997872466</id><published>2009-03-11T13:10:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T13:33:21.392+11:00</updated><title type='text'>we're at homez, bored and siq</title><content type='html'>dear matthew,&lt;br /&gt;i don't really know how to tell you this, im joining the convent, i think i realized it when your dwarf bit me as you were eating kraft dinner and i saw you carve your initials into my boyfriend. I'm sure you're senile enough to understand your driving sucks. im returning your couch cushions to you, but ill keep your left ear as a memory. You should also know that told in my confession today about the moose poaching and you ruined my attempts at another world war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greetings to your frog leonard,&lt;br /&gt;josephine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found this off francis'(s) facebook, and i thought it was so cooooool&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-3387269315997872466?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/3387269315997872466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=3387269315997872466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/3387269315997872466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/3387269315997872466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/03/were-at-homez-bored-and-siq.html' title='we&apos;re at homez, bored and siq'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-65080672903127154</id><published>2009-03-10T18:13:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T18:32:16.350+11:00</updated><title type='text'>air o smith</title><content type='html'>just got home and i felt this sudden urge to postpostpostpost. yet i feel another uselessuselessuseless post coming up, bear with me guys. one of these days, something will happen, that will be so intriguing the thrill will be pouring through your eyes. but until then, here's today's post:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;my school had it's parent teacher interviews tonight, the same stuff every time, "your daughter's doing well in english class, she understands the words and shakespeare dialect" or " your daughter's great, could use some improvement though" or the most common one; " your daughter's an absolute failure and i hate her, please get her out of my face, now". yes the teachers love us, dearly. on the note of dearest treasures, our very own dearly departed came back to visit us yesterday. not much has changed, except maybe that she pins her hair up (over -flat to her head), she wears and oversized black jacket, her breasts have grown and her hair is more brown than red now. but overall, she's still the same old melissa. and sooo, after attempting to sound like a narrator from a hit television series; take your guess (and failed miserably) i will be going back to my IM duties, of awaiting my friends to appear online and speak nonsense and profanities with me. so goodnight goodnight reader(s)? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- josephine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-65080672903127154?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/65080672903127154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=65080672903127154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/65080672903127154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/65080672903127154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/03/air-o-smith.html' title='air o smith'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-2194671355779128872</id><published>2009-03-09T21:34:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:41:56.890+11:00</updated><title type='text'>thats what she said</title><content type='html'>we had the study skills seminar today, once we sat down the presenter just burst out into story about sylvester stallone and his tragic, yet effective path to fame. other than that everyday at school is the same, i arrive, i sit, i go home and i forget about what i had learnt that day. but who needs to hear about a series of posts about homework, ugly dress policies and slow-witted teachers.   &lt;br /&gt;so i still havent decided on a music performance, im juggling between three paramore songs, a christmas song and a ryan cabrera song. but heyyyy, ill just practice them all and when the time comes to perform, i'll know what is right...to..sing that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We go together like the winter and a sweater &lt;br /&gt;it he makes me feel, he makes me feel alive inside"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE J SHIZDOGNITZORSKIES&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-2194671355779128872?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/2194671355779128872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=2194671355779128872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/2194671355779128872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/2194671355779128872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/03/thats-what-she-said.html' title='thats what she said'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-2312023496229246651</id><published>2009-03-08T00:47:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T19:30:00.088+11:00</updated><title type='text'>im so into you</title><content type='html'>mardigras mardi gras MARDI GRAS. wasn't that fun. the pre mardi gras was the fun part. i kind of cannot be bothered to post about today, so ill post images to tell the story. :) SHUTUP IM LAZY AND WE ALL LOVE STORYBOOKZ. this reminds me of photos i said i would upload a week ago....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUISE I CBF SORRY ITS REALLY LATE TOMORROW OKOKOK I PROMISE PROMISE PROMISE  THATS ME AND SAM SINGING WE GOT 100 POINTS EVERYTIME WHATEVER JLAM RECALLS, IS A LIE. HER MEMORY, IS A LIE. (L) HERZZZ STILL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok goodnight goodnight !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-2312023496229246651?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/2312023496229246651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=2312023496229246651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/2312023496229246651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/2312023496229246651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-so-into-you.html' title='im so into you'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-1633368167503000394</id><published>2009-03-06T23:34:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:41:11.131+11:00</updated><title type='text'>ho hey, gosh home is boring without you</title><content type='html'>tomorrow is the day of celebration for gays and lesbians. cheerio, mardi gras. i don't know what you're thinking, but i am indeed very very vvvvvvvv excited, but i don't think blog posts express me very well. unless i attempt to type in full- expression- IM form which would result in: OMFGZ ITS MARDIGRAS TMR WOOOHOOO YEAH (a whole bunch of silly emoticons), yeah i dont tihnk i can stand a post full of that either. my drama performance is due soon, so it my essay, gosh i haven't started anything, what kind of a fail child of tomorrow am i!? oh by thee way, i kind of lied a few days ago, i said i'd post pictures, i swear, tomorrow, i will post at least ONE photo up form last sunday. heeheee, bear with me, patience is a virtue.  well, my dear late night msn buddy matthew is out tonight! (who has left me ever so lonely/sob) :o !!!! so i'll just go into my room and listen to endless hamish and andy podcasts. (who are on a sea trip to tasmania!! oo0o) alright guise, i will take photos tomorrow, i will participate in photos this time haha. rightio, time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;josephine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-1633368167503000394?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/1633368167503000394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=1633368167503000394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/1633368167503000394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/1633368167503000394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/03/ho-hey-gosh-home-is-boring-without-you.html' title='ho hey, gosh home is boring without you'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-6265482899087299065</id><published>2009-03-05T18:38:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:50:18.692+11:00</updated><title type='text'>she recognizes you</title><content type='html'>its still my birthday.....&lt;br /&gt;it started on the 1st of march, and its continuing until the 7th of march. its legitimate, because my birthday is right in the middle.   i have an english essay to complete, driving notes to study a whole million dollars worth of textiles equipment to purchase, two songs to master by, ..soon and a whole days worth of burping to accomplish. i haven't had a worthy burp in so long, i know im disgusting, but burping is..me. haha ok so, samantha, jenny and i have decided to attend the mardi gras!!!!! how xxxciting. apparently we're going as fairies, woohooo 8-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we might go shopping tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;love josephine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-6265482899087299065?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/6265482899087299065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-754976673016275606</id><published>2009-03-04T15:43:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T18:27:36.084+11:00</updated><title type='text'>kiss me like you mean it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME&lt;/span&gt; and yeah i kind of forgot the codes to making the font bigger. but hey one year older. hehe i have strawberry cake, woohoo. ill leave you today with the lyrics to the best song in all time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True - Ryan Cabrera&lt;br /&gt;I won't talk&lt;br /&gt;I won't breathe&lt;br /&gt;I won't move till you finally see&lt;br /&gt;That you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think I don't look&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside the corner of my mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm attatched to you&lt;br /&gt;mmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak, it's true&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm afraid to know the answer&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me too?&lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart keeps falling faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line &lt;br /&gt;To the only thing that's true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what you do&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you walk into the room&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid to move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak, it's true&lt;br /&gt;I'm just scared to know the ending&lt;br /&gt;Do you see me too?&lt;br /&gt;Do you even know you met me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line &lt;br /&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when I go&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on my way to you&lt;br /&gt;The way that's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line &lt;br /&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;joseyboo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-754976673016275606?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/754976673016275606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=754976673016275606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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day, and powerwalking through birrong didn't cool any of us down. sad sad, i didnt want to POWER walk so i kind of told a little white lie and told miss that i was extremely dizzy. i was allowed to walk at normal pace, correction: turtle pace. but really, i did have a slight headache, throbbing. ya knoowwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny story, i have a headache now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;little josey urine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-4943732356358625102?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/4943732356358625102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=4943732356358625102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://img171.imageshack.us/my.php?image=snapshot20090302172435.png'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img171.imageshack.us/img171/4091/snapshot20090302172435.png' border='0' alt='Image Hosted by ImageShack.us'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok how cool is the google logo today? i like it alot.&lt;br /&gt;josephine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-3303915472140799447?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/3303915472140799447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=3303915472140799447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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I REFUSE TO TYPE ANOTHER ESSAY NEVER EVER. FUCK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was my birthday celebration, i spent it at the city, like a true asian. met up with the girls, half the guise, and ate mcdonalds. cos filling ourselves up with copious amounts of grease and murdered animals, is the perfect start to a day. we karaoked, we sung, we broke windows, we broke eardrums and got high. (cause i got high cause i got high) no really, but then we rushed off to the IMAX theatre, stopping at mcdonalds again (!!!) to get some slushies and 30 cents worth of saturated fat. we got ugly 3D glasses, and we watched "dinosaurs 3D- giants of patagonia" i have nothing to say about it but the fact that it was crap. really crap, crap to the extent where i fell asleep. screeching noises and an undefined accent. after i was poked awake by mattydawg we left the theatre/cinema and we decided to head homez. we trekked to town hall station, that place is like a sauna, and jlams realized she forgot her wallet. more of lost, but yeah she forgot it. train ride homez, was fun, dogged matty boi :( and went home. i promise to buddha i will post the images up tomorrow. dexters on tv now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, for now&lt;br /&gt;j shizzle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s oh by the way samantha, here's your request:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urbandictionary definition  &lt;br /&gt;Josephine: A wonderful song by The Wallflowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;So Josephine came on the radio last night, &amp; it made me think about you hardcore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-8155902500584348089?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/8155902500584348089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=8155902500584348089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/8155902500584348089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/8155902500584348089'/><link 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the worst place to work. i hate my life, but what else i hate more, is mcdonalds. but joseph made it all good, hahaz. tomorrow, im watching dinosaurs on the big screen, three dimensional view, like i mentioned before. you know, i don't think i've been this happy to see my friends, in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthnx, &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;josey cat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-4528638738975586622?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/4528638738975586622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=4528638738975586622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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dinosaurs on the big screen. in three dimensional view! school is boring boring boring. i actually wont even mention school anymore, it's crappiness has become too crappy to even be worthy of mention. tomorrow is another day at work, hard work, low wages, it's good, it's good. but no really, 8 dollars an hour is not child labour at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday is the day of early celebration, the day where we watch dinosaurs in 3D action, and nobody will show up but me and sam. aha, but hey, at least i got her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;love, jdog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-8890039327131408516?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/8890039327131408516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-5229482815151832148</id><published>2009-02-26T22:16:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:22:35.439+11:00</updated><title type='text'>in your eyes there's a darkness that torments</title><content type='html'>if you know that song, its so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my birthday in less than a week! and im stoked just to grow a year, well mentally im still twelve. and its true, so true. so maybe i should have mentioned this earlier, a few days ago i took a trip down to the docks to get a medical certificate for staying away from school. i explained my health issues with him and he came up with the conclusion: you will have to come back for a blood test, your symptoms are really similar to ..something i forgot and this may lead to cancer. fingers crossed, that its nothing and that he has no idea what he's talking about. school, is the same ol same ol. an oh! my vocal teacher, has an uncanny resemblance to hayley williams, lets hope she sounds like her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;josephine jingle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-5229482815151832148?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/5229482815151832148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=5229482815151832148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/5229482815151832148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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random. its not like facebook, its not real words. its random letters but they aren't words; but somehow, you can read it, and understand it.&lt;br /&gt;so its my birthday next week wednesday, and i am indeed expecting presents. i jk i jk. but seriously thought me and my friends have been planning things for almost a week, and with a few friends two week. we've ended up at jamberoo, at my place, at the skate park, at a park, movies, parramatta, city, karaoke, what have i missed? we ended up on the city and imax. there's this wicked dinosaur movie on so, yeah boy. oh, today was ash wednesday, what do people say when its a sad occasion, you know, happy valentines day, happy new year, merry christmas, you dont expect to say happy ash wednesday do you? so what do you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s ive been drinking alot of water and i've been going to the toilet alot lately, but that's logical.&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s still no starbucks, oh sunday ill be going to the city, my dreams will be fulfiled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;heebie jeebiez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-2410179571924267358?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/2410179571924267358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=2410179571924267358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/2410179571924267358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/2410179571924267358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/02/import-corn-fans-and-liters-of-water.html' title='import corn fans, and liters of water'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-3271298760648273758</id><published>2009-02-22T10:23:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T10:41:32.918+11:00</updated><title type='text'>everything you utter renders you utterly useless</title><content type='html'>with the doubt of inspiration to write i had two days ago, i kind of take it back in a way. things still suck, im still finding it hard to smile, and everything is still complicated, but blogging was one of the things that , kind of completed me. corny, but its sosososo true haha. yesterday i hung out with my friends at hype central to see the guys from deez nuts play, along with sienna skies, armed with courage, and a few other local screamo bands. then there was louie knuxx. the only rapper at this hardcore screamo gig. but he sang a milli so it was all good! hahaha.i was drenched in my t-shirt, so was blake (has a new face). so were the other kids, but they weren't wearing white t-shirts! so all in all, the gig was good, i got a bit nauseous every hour or so, and by the end of the day i felt like crap, looked like crap but whatever. so now im off to parra, WHICH DOESNT HAVE STARBUCKSSSSSSS gosshhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;j is for janitor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-3271298760648273758?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/3271298760648273758/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-7150631127468031590</id><published>2009-02-20T21:27:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:31:04.240+11:00</updated><title type='text'>confinement deprivement</title><content type='html'>hey guys, i wont be posting for a while,  things have been absolutely the worst and basically im going to school then coming home. for the one or two who actually read my posts, i will post probably when things are better, which is unknown. not that any of you care, but ill talk to you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, jeebeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s listen to h20.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-7150631127468031590?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-6905396438907297409</id><published>2009-02-18T16:32:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T16:35:53.994+11:00</updated><title type='text'>you fell off the raft, i hope you drown kiddo</title><content type='html'>school is miserably horrible! but on the brightside two more years or so, and ill be putting these days behind me. but that'll have to wait, won't it? the weather in australia is really frustrating, its constant unpredictable changes is nerving. i have a new music assessment thing thought, what song should i perform? oh heck, nobody reads this anyway. ill talk to you guise later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josephine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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kiddo'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-4275207948421063806</id><published>2009-02-17T16:27:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T16:42:17.781+11:00</updated><title type='text'>if it means alot to you</title><content type='html'>i understand how delayed this is, but i picked up a day to remember's new album a few days ago, its is epic. i was never that fond of them, i knew a few songs here and there, but this new album, is sick. every school day is the same, so i will not waste precious inter-web space with unnecessary talk about books and oversized schoolbags and disgusting dress policies. tomorrow is another day for free dress, mufti, and as i have told you in previous posts, i am clothes-less. i am left with about 5 decent t-shirts and two pairs of jeans, no really, its devastating. maybe i shouldn't have been so slack at work, and i should've been more persistent about taking orders, wiping tables and handling greasy burgers. but if i get fired, its ok; i'll just hang out at hungry jacks and try get hired there. just kidding geees, i wouldn't even think of re-applying at another fast-food chain restaurant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to reader: i still haven't been able to get some starbucks, it must be annoying to have the word starbucks in every post. i will not breathe carelessly until i get my hands on a tall cappuccino from sb!!!! make it a venti cappuccino, i need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE, J FROM THA HOOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-4275207948421063806?l=iushe.blogspot.com' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-3664620790230832893</id><published>2009-02-16T19:27:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:33:47.509+11:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing to prove, nothing to lose</title><content type='html'>swimming carnivals are boring, always boring, but the perfect opportunity for photos. you could be the biggest camera whore ever and nobody would say anything that day. what does camera whore even mean?&lt;br /&gt;i went to buy sports clothing for school today, i failed epically, its okay thought, i guess, ill just stick to my and1 shorts? and today i still crave starbucks, i need that stuff maaaannnnn!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if you just leave us for seven more years, we'll make another record" ohohoh i love you h20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love always, jstar&lt;div 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lose'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-2717858296455075908</id><published>2009-02-15T23:20:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:24:17.976+11:00</updated><title type='text'>you were the biggest nuisance</title><content type='html'>i couldnt stress anymore about how crap my life has been over the past week. but i will steer off the depressing sob story posts and onto whatever comes to mind. and now i come to telling you about what i did today. i was on my journey to purchase sport/dance clothing but came home with two tshirts and nothing even remotely related to dance. saw leiden &lt;3 hung out with my younger sister, walked home in the pouring rain, and loved it. gee, nothing ever happens these days, does it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is going to be a wonderful day for a swimming carnival. a chilly day in birrong, frozen teenagers, chatter crowds and a chance of heavy showers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josephine prayleen (feels like starbucks!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-2717858296455075908?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/2717858296455075908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=2717858296455075908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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every other year im always valentine less, no offense to those who have claimed me as ther valentine. im talking real valentines, linked to your relationship with them. but every year its the same. so! today i hung out with chris, got starbucks, got his roses for his valentine (oh please haha) then public transported it to ..someplace. entered waringah (sp?) mall, got lost, gave his valentines the wonderful present walked around a bit more and we went home. i was actually convinced by the pet store today to buy a goldfish. sadly my income has be shortened, i havent worked lately due to laziness and time wasting. hence the second warning sheet. now im left with 16 cents all up, no really, 16 cents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-4571903307633781513?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-7213155945956294046</id><published>2009-02-12T22:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:16:43.545+11:00</updated><title type='text'>rafael</title><content type='html'>my dear best friend, hates me, goodbye everything i lived for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-7213155945956294046?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/7213155945956294046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=7213155945956294046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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birrong girls. grade 11 sounds so old, but when you think about it, we're actually the little wee ones in society. so i already decided to stay home last night, whilst on the phone with three different people, i decided "nup, no school for me tomorrow" then right this morning at about 6:00 i thought 'yeah lets go school, its only &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ENGLISH&lt;/span&gt;, and slr and sport" but i fell asleep and woke up at 10:05. so im sitting here, on msn, facebook and blogger without a soul to even notice that im at home.ok maybe a soul, but no human. get it? imsogayhahah/&lt;br /&gt;i have work today, i dread work, i dread dread dread work, i hate hate hate work. i have a pure passion of hate for mcdonalds, and working there has made me hate it even more. so! valentines day, i started 'dating' when i was about thirteen, as pathetic as it sounds, i did have my first boyfriend in year 7. over the past 4 years, i have never had a valentine before. ever. and i used to share that sad moment with djessika, she was always valentineless too, but this year she has jakey boy (cries....yes). and this year, its nothing but the same as 2008. oh dear woe for me (bum-baowng- if i can read that, you can)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, josie and the pussycats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-4340414290561045034?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/4340414290561045034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=4340414290561045034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/4340414290561045034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/4340414290561045034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/02/something-special.html' title='something special'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-5719636315598577807</id><published>2009-02-07T19:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T20:26:12.126+11:00</updated><title type='text'>its almost over now.</title><content type='html'>my time at mcondalds today, was glorious. really? no.&lt;br /&gt;today may be the worst and best day of my life. ah another sob story, they must stop don't they? never.&lt;br /&gt;and these rhetorical questions? are the really necessary? not really, but i must say, they're so amusing and convenient to use. and to have people like me answer to themselves and believe that they're party crazy. am i crazy? ahhh the love for rhetorical questions &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josey cat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-5719636315598577807?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/5719636315598577807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=5719636315598577807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/5719636315598577807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/5719636315598577807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-almost-over-now.html' title='its almost over now.'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-1625626867435415826</id><published>2009-02-07T08:28:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T08:43:09.187+11:00</updated><title type='text'>im good to go</title><content type='html'>with everything i've said about my previous relationship: 'i'd never let go', 'i'd never stop loving him', i take it all back. this other person has so much power over me, the ability to make me fall weak down to my knees. it's bizzare how someone beside from danny could have such control over me. and with such a limited time to know each other, i have too many emotions for this person, some of them don't even make sense. this absolutely amazing, near-flawless person i seem to have developed feelings for, would probably know this is about them, and we would both know that, the area will be restricted to even enter; especially with my intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-1625626867435415826?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/1625626867435415826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-1685349264024103811</id><published>2009-02-06T18:48:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T08:37:08.648+11:00</updated><title type='text'>everybody knows john legend</title><content type='html'>its written all over my face i cant function the same when you're not here i'm calling your name but no ones there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-1685349264024103811?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/1685349264024103811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-8928406827019798870</id><published>2009-02-05T23:06:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:16:01.571+11:00</updated><title type='text'>courtship disaster</title><content type='html'>everyday seems the same, school, home work, the daily toilet break with my frankie(that grosses you all out doesn't it?)school home work, it doesn't seem like anything interesting ever happens. school's the same thing everyday, home is the same thing everyday, sheer pain, world war 3. my mother has flown off the vietnam and has left me here with three cans of corn and a few packets of salt and butter, a younger sister and an occasional dad that walks into the house, nazi's on all our arses then walks back out that green door of mine. but other than that, im parent-less and home alone, and my dear paedophiles, come near me and ill kung fu panda on your arse. i've also applied for the most amazing place to apply for work experience, but im not telling you yet, because it will be shameful if they happen to not accept me. honestly, who wouldn't want a asian midget ranga in their workplace, its insane, it's a must-have this season! so, goodnight and goodbye until tomorrow, my readers, which maybe probably end up being some poor, uninspired and bored kid in Europe who has nothing else better to do every day. (No offense english kids, love love all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love josephine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-8928406827019798870?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/8928406827019798870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=8928406827019798870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/8928406827019798870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/8928406827019798870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/02/courtship-disaster.html' title='courtship disaster'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-1438002550114998195</id><published>2009-02-04T18:01:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T08:36:04.306+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i've found you, after 90,000 years</title><content type='html'>ive made up my mind, blogspot it is! my blog nonsense is never being read anyway. well enough with my contant sob stories and back to what i was actually going to inform you all about today: i just love aj rafael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i want to be your valentine, your christmas wish, your pick up line. i want to be the one who knows about your friends and foes, and the t.v shows you love. look above the stars, spell out your name with an exclamation point. 'cause at the end of the day &lt;br /&gt;your the one who makes me say, (the next part doesnt make sense)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE AJ(OSEPHINE) RAFAEL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-1438002550114998195?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/1438002550114998195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=1438002550114998195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/1438002550114998195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/1438002550114998195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-found-you-after-90000-years.html' title='i&apos;ve found you, after 90,000 years'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-6651933200984306328</id><published>2009-02-01T18:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:19:19.283+11:00</updated><title type='text'>gran torino?</title><content type='html'>today i went to see gran torino with my friend nguyen sa, today was fun, he is the best &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-6651933200984306328?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/6651933200984306328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=6651933200984306328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/6651933200984306328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/6651933200984306328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/02/gran-torino.html' title='gran torino?'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-5347683338561068581</id><published>2009-01-25T17:51:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T18:32:32.111+11:00</updated><title type='text'>chase this light my friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt; nostalgic &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; Big Casino - Jimmy Eat World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over the next few days i will be posting to you about lunar new year or as everybody else calls it 'chinese new year'. the one time of the year where asians cook up a storm, skinny asian kids eat as much as they might and everybody gains about 5 more kilos. the homes are sparkling clean, old clothes replaced with new, and the way my parents are rushing around the home, would make me believe that their cooking for the queen. so yeah, i did mention that i have moved back to livejournal right? well not move moved back, but moved back as in ill post there and here. it sounds stupid but its okay, the posts here are more detailed anyway!!! (haha) so tonight's the night where i sit and eat, read dexter and listen to my daily dose of paramore. over and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 j(osephine)immy eat world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-5347683338561068581?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/5347683338561068581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=5347683338561068581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/5347683338561068581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/5347683338561068581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/01/chase-this-light-my-friend.html' title='chase this light my friend'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-8829507816458406734</id><published>2009-01-24T22:03:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:13:48.947+11:00</updated><title type='text'>this place is ragin'</title><content type='html'>i went for more back2skool shopping today, you can't get enough of back to school shopping. the thrill of purchasing new items for school is exciting, i find it great to get new things. especially, if they have hannah montana's face on it!!!!!!!!!!! okay maybe im the only one in my school, but i know yall out there (L) hannah montana like i do. hannah montana fans reunite!!!!! jk. aside from back to school shopping i went for actual shopping, mom said she's get me a new pair of nikes so i went off searching for the best (most expensive) pair of nikes possible. (hey! im not the only one that takes advantage of my parents goodwill). i actually got a bunch of new items today: the sickest shoes/heels ever, i admit im not a heels person but they're growing on me, the dexter triology novel, monster children magazine, camp rock t-shirt(!!!!!!), smiggle (i know i know, smiggle's too cool to be true) pencil case, water bottle (its a cool bottle) - i cannot be bothered. i would take a picture of it all, but as we can recall, my camera broke. the tragedies that occur. oh major highlight of the day: &lt;b&gt; I bought a fucking fan/air-con/thing;&lt;/b&gt; best fucking day of my entire fucking life..this year. i'm so happy, i had to cuss three times in the previous sentence. but goodbye sweaty nights and welcome to eternal bliss!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 j(osephine)immy eat world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-8829507816458406734?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/8829507816458406734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=8829507816458406734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/8829507816458406734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/8829507816458406734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-place-is-ragin.html' title='this place is ragin&apos;'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-3030289952185595038</id><published>2009-01-24T08:15:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T08:21:25.334+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i felt like a i really needed to do this</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; Life Is Hard Enough - Have Heart&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOO BOOOOOBIIIIIIESSSSSSSSS jk \&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jozzdown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-3030289952185595038?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/3030289952185595038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=3030289952185595038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/3030289952185595038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/3030289952185595038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-felt-like-i-really-needed-to-do-this.html' title='i felt like a i really needed to do this'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-8705554312985528188</id><published>2009-01-23T11:24:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:34:33.563+11:00</updated><title type='text'>when all security fails will you be here</title><content type='html'>i have officially taken my snakebites out! well its been close to a week without them already but i havent been bothered to inform evreebodayyyy. i worked a mighty ten hours at mcdondalds. oh joyous days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; little j&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-8705554312985528188?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/8705554312985528188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=8705554312985528188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/8705554312985528188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/8705554312985528188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-all-security-fails-will-you-be.html' title='when all security fails will you be here'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-2964676324583907650</id><published>2009-01-20T21:42:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:26:54.677+11:00</updated><title type='text'>when will your hand find itself in mine</title><content type='html'>i have this friend, he goes to one of the top boys' schools in sydney and studies &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. he chooses to but like all normal people/teenagers, i guess he does want to have fun and relax sometimes.  today on im he mentioned that his mom let him off for a day and this is what he said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in theory says: (9:40:53 PM)&lt;br /&gt;"OH Josh, you've been studying 11293483598723 hhours a day and i dont think its enough"&lt;br /&gt;in theory says: (9:41:20 PM)&lt;br /&gt;"but just for today, to relax and have fun. go with your brother and buy stationery and exercise books for school"&lt;br /&gt;Josephine York says: (9:41:27 PM)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best. mom. in. the. world.&lt;br /&gt;that's all, nothing happened today BUT that.&lt;br /&gt;love, walls of j(osephine)ericho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-2964676324583907650?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/2964676324583907650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=2964676324583907650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/2964676324583907650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/2964676324583907650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/01/taxi-driver.html' title='when will your hand find itself in mine'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-5020178746258558104</id><published>2009-01-19T21:34:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:27:43.324+11:00</updated><title type='text'>have heart</title><content type='html'>today i woke up late, i promised myself yesterday that i'd wake up early and do something productive, but that failed. but (!) i had cake today, and it was delicious, fergalicious even. jk. my mom buys the best cakes and there so fattening but who cares!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! did i mention i went to 'summerbreak' festival? it was so crappy i didn't even enter the actual showground. yes. danny finally fixed his phone, im so happy i could cry. that's it for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-5020178746258558104?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/5020178746258558104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=5020178746258558104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/5020178746258558104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/5020178746258558104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/01/surrounded-by-uncertainty-im-so-unsure.html' title='have heart'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-1187432179060813253</id><published>2009-01-16T18:26:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T14:07:21.974+11:00</updated><title type='text'>this time were not giving up</title><content type='html'>i've been through many blogs today, many. and i've noticed that, what is the point of punctuation? is it to make things look neater, well....it does. but it doesn't really matter, so correct capital letter usage? its stops now. tiffany, fiona, melissa and i went out to the city today, watched a movie, walked around, shopped around and ate. the movie seven pounds is actually a really sad movie, and yall should watch it. do you have it when you're watching a movie and you're almost halfway and you attempt to predict the rest of the movie? or is that just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love. little j&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-1187432179060813253?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/1187432179060813253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=1187432179060813253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/1187432179060813253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/1187432179060813253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-time-were-not-giving-up.html' title='this time were not giving up'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-8030447617701066155</id><published>2009-01-13T21:27:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:35:59.128+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camparadise 09'/><title type='text'>we are filled with love love love</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;CAMPARADISE 09&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSANE FUN. CAMPARADISE WAS FUN. except chanting but chanting was just, mandatory.&lt;br /&gt;admittedly, i regret leaving early. but seriously kids, i thought my appendix burst or something along those lines....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img124.imageshack.us/img124/2784/snapshot20090118220807cd2.png" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img398.imageshack.us/img398/2039/snapshot20090118221457yh7.png" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img398.imageshack.us/img398/73/snapshot20090118221348ip5.png" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAMPARADISE 09!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img214.imageshack.us/img214/1314/snapshot20090118220949iq7.png" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img398.imageshack.us/img398/2462/snapshot20090118221023uc4.png" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img214.imageshack.us/img214/6210/snapshot20090118220740cj9.png" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-8030447617701066155?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/8030447617701066155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=8030447617701066155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/8030447617701066155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/8030447617701066155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-are-filled-with-love-love-love.html' title='we are filled with love love love'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-2638178302882556012</id><published>2009-01-05T21:23:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:07:52.109+11:00</updated><title type='text'>honestly, danny</title><content type='html'>I'm gay, Danny is the best he is so funny I love him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-2638178302882556012?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/2638178302882556012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=2638178302882556012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/2638178302882556012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/2638178302882556012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-snarky.html' title='honestly, danny'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-6605188254118134597</id><published>2009-01-05T18:51:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T14:18:57.397+11:00</updated><title type='text'>please return mr winter</title><content type='html'>its summer time now, well it has been for quite some time. but now, summer has turned up the heat. get it? okay, i really hate summer i really hate the heat, the heat is just something i cannot pretend to like. i hate the blazing ground, 40 degree temperatures and heat waves that are so visible a blind person could see it. gallons of water just isnt enough, and ice-cream can't cure jack-. back in the day when i had air-con, i cant even remember what air con feels like. jk. i have no air con, no fan and only this piece of paper that's kind of folded and creased into the form of a fan.....it's not helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jdog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-6605188254118134597?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/6605188254118134597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=6605188254118134597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/6605188254118134597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/6605188254118134597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/01/mr-winter-when-will-you-return.html' title='please return mr winter'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-498709705394380869</id><published>2009-01-04T19:30:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:50:06.525+11:00</updated><title type='text'>chuck and blair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;we are chuck and blair, blair and chuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our own chuck and blair have finally fallen apart, chuck doesn't not love blair anymore!!! blair is devastated, all hope is gone. or at least we can say all her hope is gone, we would never really know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-498709705394380869?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/498709705394380869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=498709705394380869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/498709705394380869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/498709705394380869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/01/chuck-and-blair.html' title='chuck and blair'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-7988663088006818558</id><published>2009-01-01T21:02:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:09:16.178+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hello bright eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Happy New Year&lt;/b&gt; guys, and happy days at McDonalds. I worked on the first day of the year = double/triple pay baby! The 9 hour, hot and long shift at McDonalds, may have been the cause for my pounding, head -spinning headache and my feverish skin. Man do I feel...ugh. And through all this,I really miss my best friend Danny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to sound judgmental already, but I hate 2009.&lt;br /&gt;The number, the thought of starting a year and seeing another 365 dates go by again, is kind of frustrating. Things were better in 2008, but hey, we don't always get what we want. And I never do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, reading over this, maybe it's the headache, but none of this makes sense let alone fits together. Deal with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-7988663088006818558?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/7988663088006818558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=7988663088006818558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/7988663088006818558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/7988663088006818558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-bright-eyes.html' title='hello bright eyes'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-2020159044487703355</id><published>2008-12-31T22:58:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:12:06.231+11:00</updated><title type='text'>get off that cake!!!</title><content type='html'>Fireworks, fireworks, fireworks, fireworks. No matter how many times I say it to myself or out loud, they don't seem appealing. Is it the colors that suck people in? Look at a color palette. Is it the lights? Take a trip to a lighting store. Or maybe its the atmosphere of having people around you, celebrating for the same reason. The coming of a new year. Let's take a trip down memory lane, this year has been a one massive rite of passage. The majority of this year I experienced an amazing love that I would never forget, friendships that I hope to never break and experiences that I hope will assist me throughout future occurrences. I've celebrated the blue sky almost everyday of this year, taking in every breath of air, every hint of happiness and every push of opportunity. the cons to this year, the tears, the sadness, the misunderstandings and the failures. But they say smiles and ice cream is the cure for everything. Except cancer! Next year would never compare to this year, unless this year would play on repeat, with the tragic twists omitted, and the smiles relived. I haven't matured, I haven't grown at all, I don't think I could ever mature and become the adult everybody's expecting out of me (or any other teenager), I am forever young.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-2020159044487703355?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/2020159044487703355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=2020159044487703355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/2020159044487703355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/2020159044487703355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2008/12/get-off-that-cake.html' title='get off that cake!!!'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-652869002163942819</id><published>2008-12-31T21:27:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T09:06:12.396+11:00</updated><title type='text'>let's drive to pennsylvania.</title><content type='html'>Uncomfortable sleeping positions, oily faces, the frequent stops at unknown places and the 14 hour tarago challenge that didn't give a driving fuck; was the trip &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; to&lt;/span&gt; Queensland. Queensland is probably the most visited state in Australia and probably always will be the most popular. I don't understand, the temperature is insane, the suburbs are almost the same as Sydney or any other state's suburbs, and the kilometers of beaches? What's so special about them, they are simply sand and salty water contaminated in fish pee. We have that here! The weather, I can complain about until I'm 64 and the cure for QLD's intensely humid weather? An enormous ice-pack that was chucked over the whole state. The next offer to take a road trip to Queensland? My answer: Never again. I will make up for the week long gap by posting a lengthy post, but nobody will even read this, because if its length. Bugger hey? I now commence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived on Christmas evening, around 6pm or so, there were decorations, Santa hats and semi-naked boys on bikes. We drove around Surfers' Paradise for about 30 minutes before actually locating our apartment. "Capricorn One" it was called, my Aunty called it "modern", I call it "rectangular prism covered in a piss-colored jacket". Living in the apartment, there were no pros and the cons just kept on rolling. The swimming pool was constantly coated with a gray layer of flies and a second layer of leaves. They also posted on their apartment sign that they had public access to the Internet. Oh it was &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; just&lt;/span&gt; $2 for 15 minutes, bargain bonanza! And the bed shortages! I slept on the couch in front of the television two nights in a row. Except, I wanted to watch Kyle XY and Nickelodeon all night. (Heeeheee) and the other two nights? With my mother on a single sized bed, a single! What did I do, what did I actually do during my trip in Queensland? The typical visits to Sea World and Dreamworld (we didn't visit the other, because we're Asian [typical excuse] and our two park passes, only were valid for two theme parks: Sea World and Dreamworld. We went shopping in our area; and man were the walks long and hot! In humid weather, like the Josephine we all know, I wore skinnies, because I don't have anything else to wear. So I simmered, boiled, melted and burnt throughout the 5/6 days I spent in Queensland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, were the art supplies cheap in Queensland! Acrylic/Watercolor paints, a whole set was $7, paintbrushes (that are totally worth this price, the set consisted of about 12 quality brushes) were $3. Canvases? Prices were insanely unbelievable, starting from $3 to $12. Mind you, $12 could buy you the largest sized possible canvas they cold in the store. $5 could buy you a decent sized canvas. enough with the rants on cheap art supplies, and onto my conclusion about Queensland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What did I enjoy about QLD?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought myself a "Beached Whale" shirt. Con: It was from supre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What was the worst thing about QLD?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Few words about the trip&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again? Over my dead body.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-652869002163942819?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/652869002163942819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=652869002163942819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/652869002163942819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/652869002163942819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2008/12/lets-drive-to-pennsylvania.html' title='let&apos;s drive to pennsylvania.'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-8206486620247509790</id><published>2008-12-28T21:26:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T21:27:18.215+11:00</updated><title type='text'>concerned</title><content type='html'>never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up never gonna give up i think i've proven myself, to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-8206486620247509790?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/8206486620247509790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=8206486620247509790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/8206486620247509790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/8206486620247509790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2008/12/concerned.html' title='concerned'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-8785367314139676670</id><published>2008-12-24T19:07:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T22:17:56.977+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hi grandma,</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SVHtz15J5SI/AAAAAAAAACg/1rvK7bmEH1I/s1600-h/214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SVHtz15J5SI/AAAAAAAAACg/1rvK7bmEH1I/s320/214.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283265312778216738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot this, but &lt;b&gt; MERRY CHRISMUKKAH FRIENDS!!!!&lt;/b&gt;. What Seth Cohen follows; I, Josephine follows. (Poses proudly: Head high, chest out, hands on hips, eyes closed and with a ridiculous pout.) So everybody, please, enjoy your holidays, make the most out of them, while I'll be stuck in Queensland, slaving away cooking (disgusting meals, HEEHEE) for the rents, swimming in pools, and apparently, dancing in rain (?) (Humid rain, sickening.) and just pretend to like the gifts you receive, whether it may be a dodgy schoolbag, a bag of chocolate coins, or just a card (Let them off if they're poor, its just cruel &amp; just put a smile on the old folks' faces, eh?) Its the thought that counts? Right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-8785367314139676670?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/8785367314139676670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=8785367314139676670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/8785367314139676670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/8785367314139676670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi-grandma.html' title='hi grandma,'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SVHtz15J5SI/AAAAAAAAACg/1rvK7bmEH1I/s72-c/214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-7984633209677489084</id><published>2008-12-24T18:57:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T19:06:59.987+11:00</updated><title type='text'>close your eyes, clear your heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SVHrhrqEjMI/AAAAAAAAACY/IIOb99Zc-1g/s1600-h/216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SVHrhrqEjMI/AAAAAAAAACY/IIOb99Zc-1g/s320/216.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283262801769696450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO BOLT TODAY!!! It isn't released until January 2009. Hahaha, stupid fool. Okay, only kidding, I'll be taking my trip to Queensland tomorrow, which means I won't be able to post for about a week, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;unless&lt;/span&gt;, I manage to find wireless internet connection, for my iPod, or we have access to a computer. Either way, I don't think I would be able to post, because I highly doubt that I'll have internet access. Okay, bye for nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-7984633209677489084?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/7984633209677489084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=7984633209677489084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/7984633209677489084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/7984633209677489084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2008/12/close-your-eyes-clear-your-heart.html' title='close your eyes, clear your heart'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SVHrhrqEjMI/AAAAAAAAACY/IIOb99Zc-1g/s72-c/216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-4577749864429749779</id><published>2008-12-23T19:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T19:18:15.615+11:00</updated><title type='text'>OH DEAR GOD</title><content type='html'>KRISTEN STEWART&lt;br /&gt;I love you. Put a baby in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-4577749864429749779?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/4577749864429749779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=4577749864429749779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/4577749864429749779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/4577749864429749779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-dear-god.html' title='OH DEAR GOD'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-2424572673495356212</id><published>2008-12-22T15:13:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T00:40:50.833+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='listening to nine inch nails'/><title type='text'>wrapped in cellophane</title><content type='html'>I went to that Christmas party thing last night, which not surprisingly wasn't that fun. Us girls, split up dn went to do our own thing, (as usual), me and Tiffany took in our dose of Hamish and Andy and 40 Year -Old Virgin, while Fiona and Melissa went to watch Chrno Crusade.) WHY ARE THERE SO MANY WORDS THAT NEED PUNCTUATION IN THE PREVIOUS SENTENCE?) that note wasn't necessary, understood. Nothing happened today, I stayed at home and talked to Dalena all day. I will never get bored of her. Ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATASHA MY GOOD MAN THANKYOU FOR THE PRESENT.&lt;b&gt; I love you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure you'll be receiving a letter and a gift soon girl. I miss you heaps also, please come down to Sydney soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SU-YzVp8fiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-VD5xK9Fhz0/s1600-h/Snapshot+2008-12-23+00-37-14.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SU-YzVp8fiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-VD5xK9Fhz0/s320/Snapshot+2008-12-23+00-37-14.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282608895682706978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also desperately want to see Nine Inch Nails live, Soundwave 09 is the opportunity. The money is what I lack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-2424572673495356212?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/2424572673495356212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=2424572673495356212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/2424572673495356212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/2424572673495356212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2008/12/wrapped-in-cellophane.html' title='wrapped in cellophane'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SU-YzVp8fiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-VD5xK9Fhz0/s72-c/Snapshot+2008-12-23+00-37-14.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533650275117417730.post-2334897680420372510</id><published>2008-12-21T15:44:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T15:49:42.579+11:00</updated><title type='text'>stop misleading the youth</title><content type='html'>I love Hamish and Andy, these past few days I've developed a freakish obsession with them. I've downloaded all their podcasts, probably re-watched every episode of "Real Stories" and almost all of their Rove moments. And yes, I went out to buy the Christmas present you were all going to buy me anyways, &lt;i&gt;Unessential Listening&lt;/i&gt;, it is, my new God. No, never would a CD actually replace my God, you know.....never mind. Im attending a Christmas party tonight, at Fiona's house, let's hope, my haircut for Tiffany won't turn into a disaster and we actually take some updated, decent photos. Upload some tomorrow, or tonight, or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; I'm giving up on you, I'll never be beautiful enough for you anyways, all those compliments you've ever given me, pitiful. And i'll never be interesting enough for you, fun enough for you, talented enough or you, cute enough for you, I am nothing to you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8533650275117417730-2334897680420372510?l=iushe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/feeds/2334897680420372510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8533650275117417730&amp;postID=2334897680420372510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/2334897680420372510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8533650275117417730/posts/default/2334897680420372510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iushe.blogspot.com/2008/12/stop-misleading-youth.html' title='stop misleading the youth'/><author><name>jsnube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04917359779363814867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azh4KUAnRWo/SW83g3EORXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8yM7tzoTMVk/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
