<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:04:20.924-04:00</updated><title type='text'>you do have a way with words &amp; a lot of those words happen to be of questionable content</title><subtitle type='html'>my ex said that to me once.  cracks me up to this day</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-7918586748178684207</id><published>2012-02-15T01:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T01:43:55.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to marry this song</title><content type='html'>Hey George you’re peculiar, alive in my TV&lt;br /&gt;This will put you to sleep, I have no fear&lt;br /&gt;My life is simple, how do you fill your days?&lt;br /&gt;Push your antics like drugs and sex and I do it just the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;Forget about my day&lt;br /&gt;Disturb me in your&lt;br /&gt;Lo-fi teenage way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t believe a word you say&lt;br /&gt;I tried to turn off today&lt;br /&gt;But the same time every dark day&lt;br /&gt;I am wasting time on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, you’re something special like the freaks I used to know&lt;br /&gt;This means nothing at all but I have no fear&lt;br /&gt;Just make me laugh, forget about my day&lt;br /&gt;Feed me adolescent cutaways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t believe a word you say&lt;br /&gt;I tried to turn you off today&lt;br /&gt;But the same time every dark day&lt;br /&gt;I’m wasting all my time on…&lt;br /&gt;I’m wasting all my time on…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m wasting all my time on you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-7918586748178684207?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/7918586748178684207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=7918586748178684207' title='0 Comments'/><link 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in this place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BJ9L9NYLh6M/TzdRSc3XUUI/AAAAAAAAARQ/HavY62fIqwg/s1600/149765_449647397900_514547900_5444617_1307421_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BJ9L9NYLh6M/TzdRSc3XUUI/AAAAAAAAARQ/HavY62fIqwg/s320/149765_449647397900_514547900_5444617_1307421_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; am i excited to go home and see these girls again?  yes.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know when that's going to be.  around march 10th if my calculations are correct ...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............. i wish i could just stop time on relationships back home while i'm in fredericton.  even though they've always been good at staying in the same place and always being there when i come back it's not like actually being there the whole time.&lt;div 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place'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BJ9L9NYLh6M/TzdRSc3XUUI/AAAAAAAAARQ/HavY62fIqwg/s72-c/149765_449647397900_514547900_5444617_1307421_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-2946148553910894194</id><published>2012-02-12T01:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T01:11:56.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'>du nu nu na</title><content type='html'>i just remembered an old secret handshake of sorts my friend and i had in grade six that i haven't done in years.  i just did it out of instinct and i conplety forgot where i was and what year it was.  for a few moments i was back in sixth grade.&lt;br /&gt;then i came to with quite the sense of panic.&lt;br /&gt;it was an intense moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-2946148553910894194?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/2946148553910894194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=2946148553910894194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/2946148553910894194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TectP-DxZtk/TzctufmAYmI/AAAAAAAAARE/onV_TMa6sDw/s1600/Photo_00024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TectP-DxZtk/TzctufmAYmI/AAAAAAAAARE/onV_TMa6sDw/s320/Photo_00024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... did you enjoy my tequila fuelled post last night?&lt;br /&gt;also, i'm making valentines.  they revolve heavily around shapes cut of from construction paper.  &lt;br /&gt;as you may or may not have guessed ... i'm making robby's right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ample resting periods are often required after tequila nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-2839462003452209632?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TectP-DxZtk/TzctufmAYmI/AAAAAAAAARE/onV_TMa6sDw/s72-c/Photo_00024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-548024453205209831</id><published>2012-02-11T03:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T03:53:49.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm too tequila for this right now.</title><content type='html'>what is the point of you right now?  basically tonight i wanted to push him out of my sight and ignore the fact that he's a person.  cause i don't want that in my life night row.  it was comfortable for a while but that shit is over.  SO BE OVER GODDAMN IT.  &lt;br /&gt;i should just drink tequila from now on.  it brings out the best in me.  in the sense that i'm about to die from laughter at this: &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjwHj1JFan4/TzYQz6t6wfI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Lp5RqsfSr4Q/s1600/407142_10150762079983942_808973941_12145540_1769874112_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjwHj1JFan4/TzYQz6t6wfI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Lp5RqsfSr4Q/s320/407142_10150762079983942_808973941_12145540_1769874112_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna have to come see the dram2170 play in order to get it, but i will say we're basically all sluts.  which could be proven if you've ever been to a cast party.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i had the best moment of my LIFE when straight up by paula abdul come on.  saula represent.  &lt;br /&gt;and i'm just going to leave this here in regards to what ahppened mid-november.  you know what i'm talking about ...&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;all that stuff has been bugging me my whole life, cept the part about being tall.  i've had family eating disorder interventions for gods sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, here's some opictures that i've saved on my laptop.  they must be funny or else why would i have saved them?&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lI9f_vunxUY/TzYR_Tll3rI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Y-0gBGYMA5w/s1600/who-wants-respect-anyway-sheesh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lI9f_vunxUY/TzYR_Tll3rI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Y-0gBGYMA5w/s320/who-wants-respect-anyway-sheesh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59Sk1A_9kZ8/TzYSASaOPjI/AAAAAAAAAQs/INfKaApecDg/s1600/lets-play-whats-in-the-box.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="157" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59Sk1A_9kZ8/TzYSASaOPjI/AAAAAAAAAQs/INfKaApecDg/s320/lets-play-whats-in-the-box.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FD3u677qHvE/TzYSAtbDn4I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/0iVI7mqMUcE/s1600/future.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="170" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FD3u677qHvE/TzYSAtbDn4I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/0iVI7mqMUcE/s320/future.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5di8R0iFdUs/TzYRa87rg8I/AAAAAAAAAP8/3QUUulb1K1s/s1600/426721_10150579762104455_710659454_8700689_774807886_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="248" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5di8R0iFdUs/TzYRa87rg8I/AAAAAAAAAP8/3QUUulb1K1s/s320/426721_10150579762104455_710659454_8700689_774807886_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we can devise that ...&lt;br /&gt;rum makes me feel sexy and i usually end up with a boy by the en of the night. &lt;br /&gt;vodka makes me puke and hate everything i do with my life.&lt;br /&gt;gin makes me slighty compsed but still so shitfaced i can't tell what's happening.&lt;br /&gt;whiskey makes me restless.&lt;br /&gt;and tequlia makes me ... i don't know if there's a word for it.  unfiltered?  blunt? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i honestly don't give a fuck any more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-548024453205209831?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjwHj1JFan4/TzYQz6t6wfI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Lp5RqsfSr4Q/s72-c/407142_10150762079983942_808973941_12145540_1769874112_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-2256401732434826295</id><published>2012-02-10T00:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T00:47:30.122-04:00</updated><title type='text'>no, i shall surround myself with 18 year olds for as long as i please.</title><content type='html'>"well, i hate to do this to you but ... i don't think we're going to make it to your scene tonight."&lt;br /&gt;"oh thank god, i'm so relieved.  i thought you were going to say you were cutting my part."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i almost died.  literally every time that kid opens his mouth i get happy because i know something just so out in left field is going to come out of it.  so much so that you actually begin to wonder whether or not he's always stoned.  &lt;br /&gt;"what if all the air ... just turned into wood?"&lt;br /&gt;other baked people would think about that for a while and have a break-down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-2256401732434826295?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/2256401732434826295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=2256401732434826295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/2256401732434826295'/><link 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first year love ... made me think of all my first year friends and where we are now.  most of them are graduating this year, which means most of them are moving to places far from NB.  i've heard england to alberta.&lt;br /&gt;it kind of makes me wish things could be like this forever.&lt;br /&gt;we were talking to a guy last night at formal who said 'just fuck off as much as our can during first year.'  it got me thinking ... even though that ship has already sailed i did a good job of making timeless first year memories.  making out with boys in the computer lab, dress-up nights, painting with bob ross wednesdays, watching youtube with liz and nick for hours, making muffins, bradford fights, mudslides.&lt;br /&gt;it was a great year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDSYxv5A8zI/Ty9Ji5g2wmI/AAAAAAAAAPk/K7ScFR0lipk/s1600/muddy.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDSYxv5A8zI/Ty9Ji5g2wmI/AAAAAAAAAPk/K7ScFR0lipk/s320/muddy.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-1914782141623880472?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/1914782141623880472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=1914782141623880472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/1914782141623880472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/1914782141623880472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2012/02/sweet-part-of-city.html' title='sweet part of the city'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDSYxv5A8zI/Ty9Ji5g2wmI/AAAAAAAAAPk/K7ScFR0lipk/s72-c/muddy.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-4072076794583688545</id><published>2012-02-05T20:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T20:51:22.577-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i have here in my hands ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aMyP4nvDcIk/Ty8jtViWOjI/AAAAAAAAAPY/OguS4L8UqEU/s1600/Photo_00016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aMyP4nvDcIk/Ty8jtViWOjI/AAAAAAAAAPY/OguS4L8UqEU/s320/Photo_00016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the script.&lt;br /&gt;hello script, i think we are going to be together forever.  actually, you have a lot riding on your.  i'm counting on you to come through and bring about the kind of timeless quotes we got last &lt;br /&gt;term.  but no pressure or anything ... i'm sure i'll love you no matter what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-4072076794583688545?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aMyP4nvDcIk/Ty8jtViWOjI/AAAAAAAAAPY/OguS4L8UqEU/s72-c/Photo_00016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-5433024088002484913</id><published>2012-01-31T11:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T11:41:27.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my first nightmare</title><content type='html'>i don't know if it counts.  it was horrific (and i'm actually shocked my mind could come up with something that twisted) but ... it had a happy ending.  do nightmares usually have happy ending?  or was this just a freaky dream?&lt;br /&gt;but i woke up and decided i would be less creeped out by it if i went back to sleep.  so i did ... and slept though history.&lt;br /&gt;turns out history was cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;success liz.&lt;br /&gt;frail professor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep fearing this is the calm before some sort of metaphorical storm.  life is just too good.&lt;br /&gt;i also feel like any day now i'm going to get sick.  so so so sick.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe 2011 was the year of crippling illness.  i was sick all through feb of last year with whatever illness i started to feel right after nick and i broke apart from that kiss.  and then there was august when i was so sick i was on antibiotics for the first time in my life.  and then there was my stomach flu in october ... after i left nick's that morning.&lt;br /&gt;conclusion:  nick makes me sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-5433024088002484913?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-3482330434672502549</id><published>2012-01-30T02:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T02:15:07.273-04:00</updated><title type='text'>things i want to do with my life:</title><content type='html'>- the next vanna white.&lt;br /&gt;- one of those people who wash animals off with dawn soap after an oil spill like in the commercials.&lt;br /&gt;- sex column writer.&lt;br /&gt;- someone who smokes weed and paints in a tiny apartment in nyc.&lt;br /&gt;- the owner of a tacky souvenir cart on a tropical island like aruba.&lt;br /&gt;- worker in some kind of factory that makes something like toothpaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the possibilities are endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, this happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5bN0yWXGG5Y/TyYzzt-FNfI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Xmm0K4jk5sI/s1600/beard.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5bN0yWXGG5Y/TyYzzt-FNfI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Xmm0K4jk5sI/s320/beard.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about random.  the last time i talked to this guy was april 21st 2009.  the was also the only time i talked to this guy.  he survived countless fbook purges because of his beard.  i feel kind of weird about that because if his face was hairless then he wouldn't have seen the year 2010 as my facebook friend.  &lt;br /&gt;i bet he's wondering why i still have him as a friend.  bet he doesn't suspect it's his beard.  also, about the first thirty times someone mentioned justin beiber i thought they were talking about this guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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life:'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5bN0yWXGG5Y/TyYzzt-FNfI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Xmm0K4jk5sI/s72-c/beard.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-5207033255271830041</id><published>2012-01-29T23:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T23:52:43.841-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my purse</title><content type='html'>we have this sort of love ...  &lt;br /&gt;he was just abandoned one day at wal-mart.  i found him and checked his price.  he was only ten dollars and was perfect in every way for me so i bought him.&lt;br /&gt;a few weeks ago i was walking home on saturday night when all of a sudden the poor guy had enough and his strap just broke off right in the middle of my walk (which was kind of for-shadowing the rest of my night ...) i was rather upset.  he and i have been through a lot together.  this summer linds, moo and i had all had the same style of bag, black over-the-shoulder.  it reminded me of our friendship.  &lt;br /&gt;i fixed him and pinned my letters to him.&lt;br /&gt;he better feel the love and not break again cause i'm trying to make this long-term thing work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-5207033255271830041?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/5207033255271830041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-7474829200223389385</id><published>2012-01-26T22:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T22:11:07.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just smile</title><content type='html'>life is too good not to smile.  i even sat in the classics lounge today and talked to robe guy.  there's a guy at unb who just wears a robe, it kind of looks like an asian ceremonial robe ... i don't know.  but he's just as socially awkward as you would expect!  now if i only had a pair of nude high heels to complete my formal outfit i would have everything i want in the world.  except world peace.&lt;br /&gt;nd to know what damn play we are doing in 2170.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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smile'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-2158271459078605744</id><published>2012-01-25T23:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T23:54:01.509-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a special kind of love.</title><content type='html'>drama llama.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm crazy attached to most organizations/things i belong to.  shall we take dram2170 for example?  i know i talk about this class a lot but that's only because i devote a great deal of my time to that class.  there's class time and rehearsal time but there's also bonding time outside of class.  today vanessa, matty, robby and i went to dkt for dinner.  where we sat and talked about the penises that we have known.  well, the girls talked.  half way through we stopped and watched robby look uncomfortable for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-2158271459078605744?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/2158271459078605744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=2158271459078605744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/2158271459078605744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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and walk home in the freezing cold at night instead of falling asleep wrapped up in his warmth. and with only a few months left of being in the same province.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-6863400674415332759?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/6863400674415332759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=6863400674415332759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/6863400674415332759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/6863400674415332759'/><link 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title='hello.'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-8140413014795114868</id><published>2012-01-21T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T11:00:43.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>last night i dreamed</title><content type='html'>we did the 2170 show again but instead of sets we just had one door, we had no props, costumes or anything.  i wore a white shirt, red pants and blue shoes.  &lt;br /&gt;also, i was dating a small asian man instead of robby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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dreamed'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-6254704886939229970</id><published>2012-01-19T23:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T23:39:44.447-04:00</updated><title type='text'>all i remember is this:</title><content type='html'>the itsy bitsy spider went up and over the moon&lt;br /&gt;down came the rain and washed out all the spoons&lt;br /&gt;when i get all steamed up&lt;br /&gt;here my shout&lt;br /&gt;tip me over and pour me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends and i made that up in grade nine.  i actually don't know how the real thing goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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this:'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-8546826790560479407</id><published>2012-01-19T00:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T00:05:07.219-04:00</updated><title type='text'>rivers of glue!</title><content type='html'>today i did two VERY VERY BALLSY THING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ballsy thing number one:  i used power tools whilst we built a drama thing.  that right, plural!  not only did i use a drill for the very first time (i don't understand drills ... sometimes the drill spins with the screw and sometimes the fucking thing just spun in my hand) ... and i used the old power mitre saw again.  of course, i was the last one of our group of 12 to use it.  i was trying to hide behind everything and everyone, but damn that mike.  so i sucked it up and sliced through a piece of wood even though i was visibly tense and nervous.  after matty and vanessa gave me hugs.  i have the best drama friends, i love them lots.  &lt;br /&gt;best quote:&lt;br /&gt;"oh yeah, let's just let clement eyeball things.  let's put him in charge of africa.  border disputes?  he can eyeball them!"&lt;br /&gt;like i said, i love us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ballsy thing number two:  i initiated 'the talk'  i fucking fucking fuckinggggggggggggggg hate the talk.  it's never fun for anyone involved.  but i did it.  he came over after drama na di made dinner, spaghetti, and we did that thing from that disney movie that i never saw where the two animals take a piece of spaghetti and use it to make the two of you kiss.  cept somehow he got sauce all over his face.  i was all adorable and cleaned it off for him.  things went great after that.  it just seemed right.  i asked what we 'were', he rambled for a while and then eventually asked if i wanted to be his girlfriend.  &lt;br /&gt;THANK&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING&lt;br /&gt;TITS.&lt;br /&gt;so now i have a boyfriend whose birthday is on valentines day.  thanks for the pressure, that's kind of a big deal.  i'll just have sex with him or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-8546826790560479407?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/8546826790560479407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=8546826790560479407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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expecting it to be ... but you can never be too sure.&lt;br /&gt;it all started when i woke up to a text from liz asking what my living plans are for next year.  i said we should be roomies.  it wasn't until cindy and i were walking to the classics lounge that i realized it was three years ago today that liz and i officially became roomies.  i told her this and we think it's a sign.  then i had a great time in the classics lounge.  those people are pretty entertaining.  then drama times omg lolololoomghahahyayayaya.  samuel gave me a piece of gum that tasted like apple pie.  len came in wearing a trench coat.  i was standing with robby at the time (who once has a penchant for wearing them) and we had a great moment.  we split up and half of the class (aka the suckers) had to go down to the wood shop and build a drama thing.  we (the winners) got to stay upstairs.  we were statues for the first half of the class.  we spend a lot of time being statues.  i had some great moments as a statue.  i was a dead girl being mourned by the guys, then i was an ancient roman warrior, then i was a tiger hunter, then i was a guilt-stricken mourner.  then ... we all sat down in a circle and the most amazing thing happened.  i.  saw.  clement's.  face.  he's six foot six, essentially just a torso to me.  but we were sitting down and he was kind of at eye level.  it's amazing because the first conversation he and i had i was literally craning my neck. of course i'm so shocked i screech 'oh my god, it's your face!' ... while everyone else is dead silent ... and then everyone laughed.  then robby, matty and i went to the sub for food.  when matty went to class i dragged robby back to my place and he showed me how to do my build assignment for drama.  and now all i have to do is copy his work!  i rewarded him with kisses and cupcakes.  then the spyce party, where in ordered some more mint body wash and had some laughs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-4971946687027948218?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/4971946687027948218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=4971946687027948218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/4971946687027948218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/4971946687027948218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2012/01/today-was-not-crap.html' title='today was not crap'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-1071278195229713566</id><published>2012-01-15T12:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T12:17:46.294-04:00</updated><title type='text'>willow</title><content type='html'>this is not enjoyable for me.  five bucks to anyone who guesses what two things in my life are not enjoyable.  the last time i did that the person got it.  i asked her what two drama guys she thought i had kissed the past night. she got it with no trouble at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='willow'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-8666257476453958130</id><published>2012-01-12T20:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T20:35:26.542-04:00</updated><title type='text'>so. (i was just going to use that title but i guess i've used it before)</title><content type='html'>i'm creative.  &lt;br /&gt;i have the icing.  i need milk and i need eggs.  i'm going to get those tomorrow and everything should be peachy come saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING TO BE BALLSY. &lt;br /&gt;(seriously, mr. spell-check?  you have no problem with the word ballsy but have no fucking clue what i mean when i say movie, sorority or clementine?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-8666257476453958130?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/8666257476453958130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=8666257476453958130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/8666257476453958130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/8666257476453958130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2012/01/so-i-was-just-going-to-use-that-title.html' title='so. (i was just going to use that title but i guess i&apos;ve used it before)'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-1115136255653928428</id><published>2012-01-12T02:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T02:43:55.262-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cause years ago i wrote posts like this</title><content type='html'>drama friends have been taking each of my tibbits demons and killing them&lt;br /&gt;we saw a rainbow&lt;br /&gt;we sat in dkt&lt;br /&gt;we are the bestest friends in the whole wide world&lt;br /&gt;i liked it&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting to used to this&lt;br /&gt;just cause you're actually a giant doesn't mean you don't have to act like one&lt;br /&gt;sittin in the sub&lt;br /&gt;it will be three years tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;it really has been three years&lt;br /&gt;dinner, he better like my cooking&lt;br /&gt;i can't tell anything&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm going to bake cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horrific stories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-1115136255653928428?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/1115136255653928428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=1115136255653928428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/1115136255653928428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/1115136255653928428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2012/01/cause-years-ago-i-wrote-posts-like-this.html' title='cause years ago i wrote posts like this'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-5640483278059669182</id><published>2012-01-11T23:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T23:42:28.048-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS</title><content type='html'>i love this. &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZPTJb5iSNk/Tw5WGKWn0zI/AAAAAAAAAN4/jFPgmTbMkhs/s1600/b626176591744245cb093966ddfe177e216008747.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZPTJb5iSNk/Tw5WGKWn0zI/AAAAAAAAAN4/jFPgmTbMkhs/s320/b626176591744245cb093966ddfe177e216008747.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solid advice.  &lt;br /&gt;is her your boyfriend? - yes - are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;mah lifeeeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-5640483278059669182?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/5640483278059669182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=5640483278059669182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/5640483278059669182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/5640483278059669182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2012/01/this.html' title='THIS'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZPTJb5iSNk/Tw5WGKWn0zI/AAAAAAAAAN4/jFPgmTbMkhs/s72-c/b626176591744245cb093966ddfe177e216008747.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-736339878353110154</id><published>2012-01-09T00:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T00:53:41.362-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hum</title><content type='html'>so today at the meeting i learned tia also has a blog.  should i seek it out?  nah.  why bother?&lt;br /&gt;and really all i want to talk about is robby.  basically, this is the inside of my head: robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  robby.  &lt;br /&gt;it's an interesting place.&lt;br /&gt;nick has probably forgotten about this thing by now, i should be able to put it public again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-736339878353110154?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/736339878353110154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=736339878353110154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/736339878353110154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/736339878353110154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2012/01/hum.html' title='hum'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-451236675459428402</id><published>2012-01-06T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T18:00:22.038-04:00</updated><title type='text'>so.</title><content type='html'>got some crazy news over facebook.  by reading a cousin's status.&lt;br /&gt;crazy is not the right word to use but i'm still not sure what i should actually feel.&lt;br /&gt;it's not like i don't care, i mean ... he was my grandfather.  &lt;br /&gt;i call him grandfather because i feel like it's the most formal, most respectful.  grampie, gramps, grandpa ... they all have a warm feeling to them.  it doesn't seem right to call him anything other than grandfather, or chester.  all my life he's been chester.  i guess my grandfather, chester ... he died on wednesday.  i didn't find out until last night.  if it weren't for facebook i'd still be in the dark.  so there i was, sitting in my room just wondering ... why my cousin had 'rip chester' in her status.  wouldn't i know if my own grandfather had died?  you'd think so.  i checked other facebook pages, condolences were being offered.  so there i was.  confused as all hell.&lt;br /&gt;thank god for my sister.  if you think i don't take things seriously you should see my sister.  she can make light of any situation.  she decided to initiate 'occupy cottage' in protest to not being told about it.  and she reminded me that there is a good chance we might get to see our cousin melissa, who hasn't been around since summer of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;and robby.  he made everything else better.  &lt;br /&gt;so now here i am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-451236675459428402?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/451236675459428402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=451236675459428402' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/451236675459428402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/451236675459428402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2012/01/so.html' title='so.'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-6256902142489909164</id><published>2012-01-04T22:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:51:35.839-04:00</updated><title type='text'>for a day where i didn't want to get out of bed ...</title><content type='html'>it turned out amazing.  &lt;br /&gt;i realized there was no point in going to history today because the prof would just rehash everything she told us during the other first class and i'd sit there and be like 'kay, w/e, i hate this class.'  so i sat in bed and wrote a letter to linds instead.  &lt;br /&gt;when i got to classics who ended up sitting down beside me but the first guy i ever loved? who recently got engaged!  and two other mack people showed up!  and two boys with nerd glasses!  &lt;br /&gt;the prof was late so i got to catch up with the boy again.  and oh my god, the fuckin' eyes on that one.  i could still get lost in them.  he was wearing a leather jacket though, and nothing turns me off like a leather jacket on a man.  &lt;br /&gt;after that i went to nicks.  russell was there and they were both having baileys.  i was having judgement.  and temptation.  i fucking love baileys.  but i can't go to drama drunk. not after what happened last time.  and then chuck moved in!  i haven't seen chuck in like a year and then all of a sudden he's roomies with nick.&lt;br /&gt;then, and this might have been the best moment of my day ... i went to drama.  and i saw my drama besties!  AND ROBBY WAS WEARING A SWEATER VEST.  that boy can wear a sweater vest ..... i think it's the beard.  our new drama prof then went around the room and told us all our names.  somehow.  i don't even understand.  we were all like 'WTF?!?' and clapped afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;then we mimed stuff.  like tug of war.  i fell on my butt.&lt;br /&gt;that's right, i played imaginary tug of war today. &lt;br /&gt;WHAT DID YOU DO IN CLASS? &lt;br /&gt;then after class we all spent time hanging out together.  we helped matty find her next class and had awesome time and cuddles and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so first day of class was not all that bad.  maybe i won't skip so many this term (haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-6256902142489909164?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-1549188532334073115</id><published>2011-12-31T10:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T10:33:38.322-04:00</updated><title type='text'>so guyssssssss</title><content type='html'>here'sa list of clothing items i bought before robby:&lt;br /&gt;- a grey sweater&lt;br /&gt;- another grey sweater, but bigger.&lt;br /&gt;- a black cropped thingy&lt;br /&gt;- a dark blue and grey striped top&lt;br /&gt;- a navy blue sweater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then here's all the things i bought the other day when i took advantage of boxing days sales ... and now that there's robby:&lt;br /&gt;- an itty bitty bitty pink cami&lt;br /&gt;- an itty bitty frilly white cami&lt;br /&gt;- a sheer white button down top&lt;br /&gt;- a beige lacy dress&lt;br /&gt;- some sexy pants&lt;br /&gt;- a lacy and frilly top&lt;br /&gt;- a very see through white sweater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice something?  i got a lot more adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a great night last night with everyone.  the regular bitches were there, and i mean bitches in a good way.  respectfully.  even though lindsay died and the navy were almost called ... our lives rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-1549188532334073115?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/1549188532334073115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=1549188532334073115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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older these are the things that mean the most.&lt;br /&gt;today, december 22nd, is know as wedge day to me and my three best friends from grade school.  this is the day of the year where no matter what, we get together.  a little pre christmas tradition.  &lt;br /&gt;it's called wedge day because we eat food in wedge shapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-7259215131744117069?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/7259215131744117069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=7259215131744117069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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without you here&lt;br /&gt;i got a shock&lt;br /&gt;shock&lt;br /&gt;hurts to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phack.  i really like that kid and i'm not gonna see him for a while.  someone cheer me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-7290904504018034917?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/7290904504018034917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=7290904504018034917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/7290904504018034917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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bummed about not seeing that guy for a while. He has an awesome beard. &lt;br /&gt;I also miss my drama classes. Xmas break really gets in the way of my enjoyment of school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-3840170574172791174?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/3840170574172791174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=3840170574172791174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/3840170574172791174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/3840170574172791174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2011/12/things-thats-suck.html' title='Things that&apos;s suck:'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-2958405194397028361</id><published>2011-12-07T22:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T22:28:36.838-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorority girls and blogs</title><content type='html'>so yeah, i did what i did. i really did. but i was venting it the only form i knew how. i wasn't writing it with he intention of having the other girls read it and chuckle at it. i was writing it because i needed a release&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-2958405194397028361?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/2958405194397028361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=2958405194397028361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/2958405194397028361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/2958405194397028361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2011/12/sorority-girls-and-blogs.html' title='Sorority girls and blogs'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-4261613427986899814</id><published>2011-11-19T12:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T12:37:31.458-04:00</updated><title type='text'>so this is why</title><content type='html'>girls often have guy friends.  not just for the epic challenge of getting out of the friend zone and into his pants.&lt;br /&gt;gotcha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, the things with the whoppie cushion atiken boy fizzled.  i just found out from on of my sisters last night that it was because of someone telling him that i didn't come home the night i was drunk adventuring with nick.  so he thought i was sleeping with nick.  if only that were the truth.  so now i'm in a pickle.  do i tell him and risk the possibility of him not caring and the risk that he's good friends with many of my sisters?  i don't really have much to lose i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-4261613427986899814?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/4261613427986899814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=4261613427986899814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/4261613427986899814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/4261613427986899814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-this-is-why.html' title='so this is why'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-7750529476773990594</id><published>2011-11-18T17:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T17:57:28.381-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fashion sense?</title><content type='html'>your tired to get your friend to buy going out clothes at reitmans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;really?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-7750529476773990594?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/7750529476773990594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=7750529476773990594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/7750529476773990594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/7750529476773990594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2011/11/fashion-sense.html' title='fashion sense?'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-6267812016050286232</id><published>2011-11-15T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T23:38:48.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'>eveskies</title><content type='html'>her uncalled for bitch moment of the day:&lt;br /&gt;painting a lovely portrait of myself on my arm in nail polish.  she telling me to stop cause nail polish is expensive.  she has over 100 bottles.  she is never going to use them all.  STFU and leave me alone to paint all over my body if i wish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-6267812016050286232?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/6267812016050286232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=6267812016050286232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/6267812016050286232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/6267812016050286232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2011/11/eveskies.html' title='eveskies'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-4364064503196890465</id><published>2011-11-15T22:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T22:10:04.368-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my punchline</title><content type='html'>Russ says:&lt;br /&gt; guess what im wearing&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth says:&lt;br /&gt; nerd glasses!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;Russ says:&lt;br /&gt; and...&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth says:&lt;br /&gt; ... your sexy pants?&lt;br /&gt;Russ says:&lt;br /&gt; a suit&lt;br /&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth says:&lt;br /&gt; ARE YOU GOING TO A BUSINESS SEMINAR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day he and i were hanging out and then he had to go to a business seminar so we part ways.  three minutes later he comes chasing up behind me all freaked/embarrassed because when he showed up in jeans and a hoodie everyone else was wearing suits.  it was a pivotal moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-4364064503196890465?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/4364064503196890465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=4364064503196890465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/4364064503196890465'/><link rel='self' 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show, i had idol fever to say the least.  i loved everything about it.  i loved the music, the judges, ben mulroney's chin ... it was unconditional love.  my sister was the same way.  we'd watch it religiously and always voted after the show.&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know how many times we watched the tapes we made of it.  we listened to the cd pretty much all the time.  audrey was our favourite but we also liked ryan and billy.  years later my musical tastes have expanded.  i still love love love the sound of billy's voice but i fell in love with jenny's too.  we didn't like jenny at the time, we thought she was just too odd and that they were making a big deal over her mediocre voice.  now i get it, her voice is amazballs.  i still have some of the music on my ipod and oh the shame, i made the first season into a dvd.  i have it in my room ... and now i want to watch it sooo badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='confession'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-7513617833287673028</id><published>2011-11-10T22:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T22:48:09.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck yeah!</title><content type='html'>a whole weekend of no passive-aggression or meowing freaks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-7513617833287673028?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/7513617833287673028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=7513617833287673028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/7513617833287673028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/7513617833287673028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2011/11/fuck-yeah.html' title='fuck yeah!'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-5472516316476405807</id><published>2011-11-08T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T23:12:36.139-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bets!</title><content type='html'>i'm taking bets on how long that apple core is gonna chill on the table.  i want to see if i can get a good pot going for this.&lt;br /&gt;also, was observing russell's roomies today whilst dining with him.  no passive aggression ... so jelly.  also, kid greets me wearing nerd glasses, goodbye platonic friendship, hello panty drop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-5472516316476405807?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-8758227903468264823</id><published>2011-11-07T23:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T23:04:01.102-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and this</title><content type='html'>Elizabeth says:&lt;br /&gt; oh you know ...&lt;br /&gt; THE GUY I LOST MY VIRGINITY TO JUST GOT ENGAGED.&lt;br /&gt;Russ says:&lt;br /&gt; so nick got engaged, eh&lt;br /&gt; i mean i got engaged, eh&lt;br /&gt; i mean nick got engaged to me, eh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-8758227903468264823?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-3322530814134218057</id><published>2011-11-07T22:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T22:22:32.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>the guy i lost my virginity to just got engaged .................. can we all just take a moment to take a gulp of air?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-3322530814134218057?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/3322530814134218057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-2226610978117497566</id><published>2011-11-07T01:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T01:21:22.642-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just perfect</title><content type='html'>i recently learned you can view past google searches.  well one night nick and i were just spending quality time together and we started googleing random things.  here is part of our search.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KaDwRFyA1Vw/TrdpT05MkLI/AAAAAAAAANY/-lzdI5VIoLo/s1600/googles.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KaDwRFyA1Vw/TrdpT05MkLI/AAAAAAAAANY/-lzdI5VIoLo/s320/googles.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those are special.&lt;br /&gt;i found another day where i apparently searched for harry potter porn and then an hour later for the ratio of gay to straight men.  i don't even have to question whether or not joel was using my computer.  joel was using my computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-2226610978117497566?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/2226610978117497566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=2226610978117497566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/2226610978117497566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>argh.</title><content type='html'>it's funny actually, she looks like she's pergo, yet she hates kids.  and when she does see a kid out in public she whines and complains about it... thus making herself sound exactly like that kid.&lt;br /&gt;i need to be nicer but it's really really hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-8651081549530196050?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/8651081549530196050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=8651081549530196050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/8651081549530196050'/><link 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step'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-4388193348467783961</id><published>2011-11-04T13:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T13:12:16.895-03:00</updated><title type='text'>time, where did you go?</title><content type='html'>like srsly, wtf?  how am i so busy?  i'm never usually busy but lately it seems like i have a billionty things to do every day.  yesterday for example ... mid-term studying began at 9am, class at 1, mid-term at 2:30, homework from 4 till 7:30, play till 10, visit with liz, nick and hansika and then xbox with a boy till like ... 1:30.  plus, i somehow managed to be in the sub for 10:30 doing more homework.  i guess that's a good thing ... but it's totally out of character.  and then there was tutorial (me marvelling at the hunky tutorial leader).&lt;br /&gt;i realized something weird in my three minute walk to class.  i passed three different people i knew and one called me elizabeth, one called me fred and one called me liz.&lt;br /&gt;i have a lot of names.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-4388193348467783961?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/4388193348467783961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=4388193348467783961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>... but then he was waiting for like a minute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-8986449457091907840?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/8986449457091907840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=8986449457091907840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/8986449457091907840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/8986449457091907840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-at-point.html' title='i&apos;m at the point'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-3032477314491523174</id><published>2011-11-01T02:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T02:07:15.613-03:00</updated><title type='text'>advice for 17 year old liz</title><content type='html'>i got the idea from nathalie ... but i changed the age to 17 cause i was a december baby and wasn't 18 until halfway through first year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- stand up to cath and tell her you don't want to be roomies, it will never work out.&lt;br /&gt;- don't spend so much time being in love with your biology teacher ... he's your biology teacher ... it's not going to work out.&lt;br /&gt;- emily, shayne and lauren are three of the most precious and important friends you will ever have, keep that in mind this year.&lt;br /&gt;- that grad party you're planning to throw at your cottage without parental knowledge will not go as planned.&lt;br /&gt;- make more swimming/jimmies dates with your friends, those will be your fondest memories of your grade 12 year.&lt;br /&gt;- don't waste your time with matt, he's not that cute.  flirt with brent, he's really cute!&lt;br /&gt;- cut your hair shorter.&lt;br /&gt;- put some kind of effort into your math grade.&lt;br /&gt;- tibbits will be the hardest time in your life but looking back i wouldn't change anything about your time there.  just keep your head above water.&lt;br /&gt;- don't scoff at the iota beta chi poster every time you see it in the bathroom.  THOSE GIRLS ARE NOT PROBABLY BITCHES.  YOU WILL BE A PART OF IT SOMEDAY. &lt;br /&gt;- DO NOT TAKE ASTRONOMY.&lt;br /&gt;- don't let timmy become so so so important to you.  he's a cool guy to watch chuck with and fool around with, but nothing more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-3032477314491523174?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/3032477314491523174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=3032477314491523174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/3032477314491523174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/3032477314491523174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2011/11/advice-for-17-year-old-liz.html' title='advice for 17 year old liz'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-6627270797048865422</id><published>2011-10-31T22:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T22:34:38.448-03:00</updated><title type='text'>this is why he's my friend</title><content type='html'>Elizabeth says:&lt;br /&gt; and your cat as well.&lt;br /&gt; ah no!&lt;br /&gt; i've made out with my future father in law.&lt;br /&gt;Nicolas says:&lt;br /&gt; heh not future&lt;br /&gt; were already married&lt;br /&gt; hahah&lt;br /&gt; hahahahah&lt;br /&gt; muahahahah&lt;br /&gt; what is that, like a ms robynson thing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-6627270797048865422?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/6627270797048865422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=6627270797048865422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/6627270797048865422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/6627270797048865422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-is-why-hes-my-friend.html' title='this is why he&apos;s my friend'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-5212044652189136583</id><published>2011-10-31T22:09:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T22:14:49.573-03:00</updated><title type='text'>james and lily</title><content type='html'>11 more days!  then i can complete my harry potter collection.  seven books and eight movies.  for shiz taking the WHOLE DAY OFF and watching all 8 movies back-to-back like a professional hermit.&lt;br /&gt;except i have to go to classes.  i always go to classes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-5212044652189136583?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/5212044652189136583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=5212044652189136583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/5212044652189136583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/5212044652189136583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2011/10/james-and-lily.html' title='james and lily'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-3173920155172990345</id><published>2011-10-30T23:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T23:13:23.877-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE EMM SONGS</title><content type='html'>NEW SINGLE.  OMG.  DOWNLOADED IT.  i caught sight of the look on my face when itunes asked if i wished to purches it.   my mouth was open, i had a HUGE, ridiculous looking smile on my face, my eyes were tearing up a bit (more than a bit), and i was nodding my head at an alarming rate.  &lt;br /&gt;I WILL LOVE IT FOREVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-3173920155172990345?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/3173920155172990345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=3173920155172990345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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boy.  i'm a tibbits girl.  could i make it any more obvious?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was a skater boy&lt;br /&gt;she said see you later boy&lt;br /&gt;he wasn't good enough for her&lt;br /&gt;... it's what's in my head now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-8331318512379439664?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/8331318512379439664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=8331318512379439664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/8331318512379439664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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i've had it ever since i bleached the shit out of my hair.  it's called 'i walk into a room, see a guy, think about how much i want him, have him following me around like a puppy by the end of the night.'  it's worked on every guy except one, DAMN YOU MAN-PRIZE.  last night i set my sights on a guy dressed as a whoopee cushion.  i had some obstacles to overcome but in the end he ended up being around me a lot.  and then the party dwindled down to a small handful of people and he was making it obvious that it was below freezing out and i had no business walking home and i agreed with him.  and i give him an A when it comes to cuddles.  &lt;br /&gt;also, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if you're fred ... what's emily's nickname?"&lt;br /&gt;"ernst"&lt;br /&gt;"erin?"&lt;br /&gt;"she's mini."&lt;br /&gt;"what about rachel?"&lt;br /&gt;"truck driver."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that crackedus up so much cause rachel was the furthest thing from a truck driver ever!&lt;div 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tension'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-1368127542504266378</id><published>2011-10-28T00:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T00:27:21.591-03:00</updated><title type='text'>it was a long time ago</title><content type='html'>today, i hung out with the first friends i made when i came to unb.  minus jackie who's god knows where, knee deep in asians.  but it was nice.  i was just thinking about how much of an idiot i was when i first met these people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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ago'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-1171978991093472446</id><published>2011-10-27T00:48:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T00:48:48.334-03:00</updated><title type='text'>frick.</title><content type='html'>double frick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-1171978991093472446?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/1171978991093472446/comments/default' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-6544152864748504578</id><published>2011-10-26T20:15:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T21:35:38.894-03:00</updated><title type='text'>i was getting work done ...</title><content type='html'>then my roomie and her bf came home and started cooking.  then i started listening to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"do you want perogies?"&lt;br /&gt;"yes"&lt;br /&gt;"mozza sticks?"&lt;br /&gt;"yes"&lt;br /&gt;"spaghetti?"&lt;br /&gt;"yes"&lt;br /&gt;"garlic bread"&lt;br /&gt;"yes"&lt;br /&gt;"cheese on it?"&lt;br /&gt;"yes"&lt;br /&gt;"cheddar ok?"&lt;br /&gt;'no!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm paraphrasing but the point is ... with my lack of apatite of late i'm just about going to be sick thinking about that meal.  i'll stick to eating half a granola bar for breakfast.  because the whole thing is too big.  so big that i have to save the other half for later. i'm actually going to look like a skeleton come halloween.  i won't need that cute little french maid costume.  my own body will be my costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they're eating now.  smells good.  like garlic.  i like it most of all because the first guy i ever loved kissed me for the first time after eating something with garlic in it.   since i can't concentrait on anything because they're eating RIGHT OUTSIDE MY ROOM i'm going to answer questions about neopets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01: When did you start playing Neopets and how old is your current account? i was 11 years old, man. 11. my account is 9 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02: How did you find out about Neopets? emily and devin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03: Favourite Neopets species? usulllll &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04: How many pets do you own and which is your favourite? four, and i can decided between moonbeam and petrigirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05: Favourite Paint Brush colour? maracite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06: Favourite Labray only colour? chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07: Favourite Petpet species? slorg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08: Favourite Petpet colour? phft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09: Favourite Petpetpet species? the snail guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10: Favorite Neopian world? tryannia, on account of it's artwork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11: Which team do you pick for the Altador Cup and why? i just pick one, no reasons behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12: Favourite Avatar? the tnt aaa one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13: Which chat boards do you usually chat in? none. they're all fucktards there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14: Are you in a guild? yusssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15: Favourite Faerie? souuuuuuuuups. i soup. you soup? soup soup soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16: Do you have a gallery and does it have a theme? yus and yus/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17: Do you use the Battledome? yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18: Do you use the NC Mall? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19: Favourite shop to shop at? hawt dawgs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20: Favourite game? turmac roll, eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21: How many items are currently in your Safety Deposit Box? 11710. nine years of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22: Whats the most amount of Neopoints you’ve ever had at one time? millions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23: Do you use the Stock Market? sporadically &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24: Favourite Daily (ex. Coltzan’s Shrine, Tombola, etc.)? tombola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25: Do you decorate your Neohome(s)? my CLASSIC neohome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26: What is a Paint Brush colour TNT should release next? no opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27: Favourite hero? Favourite Villian? mah and mah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28: Favourite plot or site event? uhm ... the tyranina thing from when i was a newb was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 29: Are there certain items you collect? bitten green apples FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 30: Why do you like Neopets? because i'm quirky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, her bf and i have never been good pals.  WHICH IS WEIRD CAUSE I WAS THE ONE WHO SET THEM UP.  THAT'S RIGHT MR. YOU HAVE ME TO THANK FOR YOUR HAPPINESS.  HOW ABOUT YOU SHOW A LITTLE GODDAMN APPRECIATION?  nah, just kidding.  i don't actually care the least bit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to email all the girls from first year and just inform them as to how big nick's penis really is. i feel like it would provide some closure for those who were not as fortunate as i.  should i write that here?  i'm not sure if i should.  ahhhh, whatevski.  it's true.  because we all actually spent time talking about that for some reason.  AND NOW I KNOW.  i touched it, it was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-6544152864748504578?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/6544152864748504578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=6544152864748504578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/6544152864748504578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/6544152864748504578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-was-getting-work-done.html' title='i was getting work done ...'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-5226168659119513562</id><published>2011-10-24T17:53:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T17:53:51.694-03:00</updated><title type='text'>adventure of the day</title><content type='html'>i went with my friend to get his hair cut and to look at new glasses.  he would not, no matter how much i wanted him to, get a comb-over and horn-rimmed glasses.  which i guess is for the best.  nothing screws up a good platonic friendship than an uncontrollable attraction to the other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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day'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-2324336725955403015</id><published>2011-10-23T23:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T23:09:47.678-03:00</updated><title type='text'>heart and soul</title><content type='html'>i downloaded a countdown app.  what i'm counting down to is funny and sad at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-2324336725955403015?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-6108982143784568479</id><published>2011-10-22T22:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T22:01:32.484-03:00</updated><title type='text'>blerg</title><content type='html'>don't feel good.&lt;br /&gt;do this sometime:&lt;br /&gt;Memory Jar: Adding memories throughout the year and then reading them on New Year's Eve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-6108982143784568479?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/6108982143784568479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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good!  and yeah, just rather stressed out right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-5623410144292937570?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/5623410144292937570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=5623410144292937570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/5623410144292937570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/5623410144292937570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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friends say to me</title><content type='html'>Russ says:&lt;br /&gt; sup liz&lt;br /&gt; you should visit me in the librarryy&lt;br /&gt; or are you a crappy friend?&lt;br /&gt; you're not a crappy friend, are you?&lt;br /&gt; oh god&lt;br /&gt; i-i-i think she's a crappy friend&lt;br /&gt; i thought you were better than that liz&lt;br /&gt; hey everyone, have you heard? liz is a crapy friend&lt;br /&gt; Here lies Elizabeth MAcdonald&lt;br /&gt;       she dies as she lived:&lt;br /&gt;            A crappy friend&lt;br /&gt; R.I.P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-4665908683487590525?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/4665908683487590525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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the director singled me out for the part i realllllly wanted and got me to read a bunch of her lines.  THEN I USED A FUCKING POWER MITER SAW TO SLICE THROUGH A PIECE OF WOOD AND WAS VERY BRAVE.  and then a very nice guy with curly hair and i had a conversation.  and then we got internets of our own, and then i had a chat with nick.  and then EM GRYNER RETWEETED MY FUCKING TWEET.  &lt;br /&gt;yeah, i didn't even bother to make this post look good.  cause i liked this day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-1990218733324143107?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/1990218733324143107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=1990218733324143107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/1990218733324143107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/1990218733324143107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2011/09/sept-26th.html' title='sept 26th'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-3834999393913416596</id><published>2011-09-26T02:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T02:13:35.455-03:00</updated><title type='text'>vestidious</title><content type='html'>it's not so much a friendship as it is a three year long head-game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-3834999393913416596?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/3834999393913416596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=3834999393913416596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/3834999393913416596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/3834999393913416596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2011/09/vestidious.html' title='vestidious'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-3931489071200730556</id><published>2011-09-09T02:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T02:05:02.832-03:00</updated><title type='text'>people</title><content type='html'>i was walking home from downtown alone tonight and just happened to be going at the same pace as some other guy.  we walked near each other for about 30 mins and then spoke to each other at the exact same time.  it was so freak.  he ended up offering to walk me home.  i suggested we walk through campus.  which is when i ran into creepy justin!  and that tyler kid and a mack frosh!  oh, the torment.  i miss res life.  but yeah, i gave that kid my number ... maybe he will text me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-3931489071200730556?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/3931489071200730556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=3931489071200730556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/3931489071200730556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/3931489071200730556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2011/09/people.html' title='people'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-981458013214511605</id><published>2011-09-07T22:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T22:31:22.931-03:00</updated><title type='text'>what i think disneys are about</title><content type='html'>Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs – A girl lives with seven short men and no questions were asked and then some lady gives her an apple which she eats at it makes her faint until a prince comes and wakes her up with a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;Pinocchio – an old man builds himself a son because he doesn't produce sperm and then the boy lies a lot and his nose grows.&lt;br /&gt;Dumbo – a circus elephant learns he can use his ears to fly and everyone thinks he's super duper but then something happens.&lt;br /&gt;Cinderella – girl mistreated by family, rides in a pumpkin thanks to her fairy god-mother, meets boy, loses shoe, boy returns shoe, marries her.  &lt;br /&gt;Lady and the Tramp –a girl who is high class meets a hooker and changes her life.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping Beauty – snow white without the creepy living with dwarfs.&lt;br /&gt;101 Dalmatians – a girl tries to make a coat out of 101 dogs but they all outsmart her.&lt;br /&gt;The Rescuers – the fuck?  never heard of this one.&lt;br /&gt;The Fox and the Hound – a fox and a hound either fall in love or become bffs.  and then share a plate of spaghetti and kiss.&lt;br /&gt;Oliver and Company – never heard of this one either.&lt;br /&gt;The Little Mermaid – a mermaid wants to be a human so she makes a deal with her dad and gets legs and has to find true love in three days or else he takes he back to the ocean.  or so i figure from watching aquamarine.&lt;br /&gt;Beauty and the Beast – girl with stockholm syndrome marries a beast even though there was some guy with a mustache named gaston who loved her and sang a song about himself.&lt;br /&gt;Aladdin – aladdin, who is not the blue guy, makes himself into a pince so a princess will fall in love with her.  (i've seen this one)&lt;br /&gt;The Lion King – mustafa, the father, nala, sarabi and all the other lions love their jungle home until the dad dies and then shit gets real but i wouldn't know how real because that's when nick and i started to cuddle. &lt;br /&gt;Pocahontas – a native princess jumps off a cliff and a guy named john catches her and falls in love with her but he can't date a native princess ... but they prob do anyway.&lt;br /&gt;The Hunchback of Notre Dame – a hunchback walks around screaming about bells and keeping off the grass.&lt;br /&gt;Hercules – prob varies greatly from the greek myth so i won't bother.&lt;br /&gt;Mulan – nick and i cuddled while watching this too so who knows?&lt;br /&gt;Lilo and Stitch – a girl meets an aline who becomes her brother and they go surfing in hawaii until he wants to go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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30000 goodbye hugs, i read my favourite excerpt from harry potter to the unloaders, got my revenge on rodger for only feeding the fish once a week by taking an entire cart full of returns and hiding it all over toys/sports, spent time on the clock chillin' in the break room, wrote/revived goodbye notes, had poems read to me over the loudspeaker, had tara call the nightly meeting my goodbye part instead, received many good luck wishes in school, skipped through infants with some other girls trying to revive it's lost innocence,  kass came up to me with her arms spread out and actually gave me a hug, had tara say she'll miss me, did what linds and i do, heard my last 'aut-o-motive a8twone', de-activated a whole sheet of sensomatic labels to see if they would make more than one loud ding ... they did not ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO MUCH MEMORY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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thing feel like the end is near. wahhh, i'm gonna cry so hard on my last day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-2468373528230260223?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/2468373528230260223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=2468373528230260223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/2468373528230260223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/2468373528230260223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2011/08/blah_19.html' title='blah ...'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-8570915462499635034</id><published>2011-08-16T22:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T22:36:57.921-03:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>i read this, it made my happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;More than 32.000.000 fans on Facebook&lt;br /&gt;More than 400.000.000 readers around the world&lt;br /&gt;More than 320.000 fanfiction authors&lt;br /&gt;And now, only 1 million have the exclusivity to help J.K build our Hogwarts online until October.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we will be the FIRST ones on Pottermore&lt;br /&gt;Years ahead from now, Pottermore will be even more huge than already is, and we’re the FIRST class, the first ones to be chosen by the sorting hat, to step inside this wonderful experience. The first Slytherin class, the first Gryffindor class, the first Hufflepuff class and the first Ravenclawn class.&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations. We are the chosen ones!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frick, i'm such a nerd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-8570915462499635034?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/8570915462499635034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=8570915462499635034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/8570915462499635034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/8570915462499635034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2011/08/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-3730095109090501920</id><published>2011-08-15T21:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T21:00:46.026-03:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe this ...</title><content type='html'>shouldn't be named after something he said.  would that lessen the torment?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-3730095109090501920?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-9184077849679936760</id><published>2011-08-15T02:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T02:10:01.503-03:00</updated><title type='text'>i like it here right now</title><content type='html'>fucking full moon ... you and your tricks.  i was with linds tonight, just walking around and all of a sudden we see a trampoline so we're jumping on it and someone lights off fireworks.  and then i got a free doughnut.  fuck yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-9184077849679936760?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-5174271941957318185</id><published>2011-08-10T22:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T22:38:53.275-03:00</updated><title type='text'>emm gryner basically owns my heart</title><content type='html'>... i found snippets of her new album on amazon. at first i freaked out and listened to caio monday and then i stopped.  i didn't know what to do.  wait to hear them all on the real thing in spetember or ruin it right now because i'm so fuckin' impatient when it comes to her music BECAUSE I LOVE IT SO MUCH. ACK.  i elected to only listen to the tracks that i know ... and then cry a bit because there's a chance i might have moved to freddy by the time her album gets here. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-5174271941957318185?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/5174271941957318185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=5174271941957318185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/5174271941957318185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/5174271941957318185'/><link 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it's eating away at my social life (and our habits of drinking on weekdays and 3 am trips to tim hortons)  ahhh well, it's back to freddyville soon.  and back to roomies and rush.  i am SO excited for rush!!  and i get to see nick again.  when we were in freddy in june we went creeping around the house and found a path in our back yard that leads directly to new res ... cheeeyah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-2200227617315231432?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/2200227617315231432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=2200227617315231432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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26th?</title><content type='html'>oh my god. i'm having such a good summer again.  i love everyone i work with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-3974349520607099801?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/3974349520607099801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=3974349520607099801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/3974349520607099801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/3974349520607099801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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500&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;good good&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-4524389978434458270?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/4524389978434458270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=4524389978434458270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/4524389978434458270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/4524389978434458270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-love-when-its-all-too-much.html' title='i love when it&apos;s all too much'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-6107894084638347800</id><published>2011-07-12T23:53:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T23:55:31.984-03:00</updated><title type='text'>exchange of words</title><content type='html'>'i'm bored.'&lt;br /&gt;'me too.  wanna come over?'&lt;br /&gt;'ok, but i was so bored i started plucking my eyebrows.  i have to finish my left eye or i'll look stupid.  be done in about 5 mins.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer is going good.  i have lots of friends and the boy i had a big ole crush on in grade 8 wants to 'get to know me.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-6107894084638347800?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/6107894084638347800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=6107894084638347800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/6107894084638347800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/6107894084638347800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2011/07/exchange-of-words.html' title='exchange of words'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-158116117199490894</id><published>2011-07-01T13:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:24:24.435-03:00</updated><title type='text'>moments that make it</title><content type='html'>it's just the silly things.  the things you laugh at in the moment but if you think back to them in a year they've become so cherished.  i think that i'm making a lot of those this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last summer?  oh god.  sundays, just sundays as a whole.  for some reason the best days were sundays.  probably because it was and lukas' usual date night after work, which was always a time.  like the time we all gathered in the front and played where's waldo?  because there wasn't anyone in the store.  or when i was on 8 and everyone eles was 1 - 4.  jill came over and gave me a magazine of taylor lautner pictures because she felt bad for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-158116117199490894?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/158116117199490894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=158116117199490894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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this very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-663202649012856562?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/663202649012856562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=663202649012856562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/663202649012856562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/663202649012856562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2011/06/and-then-she-died.html' title='and then she died!'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-2863667382369100104</id><published>2011-06-16T20:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T20:03:15.309-03:00</updated><title type='text'>i'mma write a short story ...</title><content type='html'>about today.  and i'm going to call it 'elizabeth's day off that was not relaxing'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-2863667382369100104?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-6902282853753909669</id><published>2011-06-05T01:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T01:48:49.525-03:00</updated><title type='text'>my favourite words:</title><content type='html'>derelict.&lt;br /&gt;reverie.&lt;br /&gt;candelabra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-6902282853753909669?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/6902282853753909669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=6902282853753909669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/6902282853753909669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/6902282853753909669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-favourite-words.html' title='my favourite words:'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-5939659022605589090</id><published>2011-06-02T00:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T00:29:30.073-03:00</updated><title type='text'>what we're ever really after</title><content type='html'>baby, you're doing it wrong.  all this expecting and waiting for a so-called 'good thing' to happen ... &lt;br /&gt;i like driving anywhere and i like thunderstorms and eating chocolate chips and mentally bitch-slapping those who try and make me feel like an idiot for being a vegetarian.  put those all together and there's as good as anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ajXa3e7_q_w/Teb7_5qjH2I/AAAAAAAAAME/qRNznW1cBa8/s1600/mipod%2B010.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ajXa3e7_q_w/Teb7_5qjH2I/AAAAAAAAAME/qRNznW1cBa8/s320/mipod%2B010.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will never accomplish this.  i think visiting nick has the biggest chance ... and paling around with tara is last on this list.  or maybe the seduction part.  i think that's good be a hard one to get done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-5939659022605589090?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/5939659022605589090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=5939659022605589090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/5939659022605589090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/5939659022605589090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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dress code, not on the red line, not wearing my name badge, not asking people about cards or donations,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-5891113170001219344?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/5891113170001219344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=5891113170001219344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/5891113170001219344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/5891113170001219344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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this'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-3806591668362495292</id><published>2011-05-26T01:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T02:29:39.724-04:00</updated><title type='text'>stitched</title><content type='html'>i mended the pants that i ripped climbing over the fence the night we first kissed.  i think we changed into better people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-3806591668362495292?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-4649527965841596431</id><published>2011-05-10T00:17:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T02:27:53.858-04:00</updated><title type='text'>paranormal activity</title><content type='html'>he's not even online and hasn't said anything, it's just there somehow.  totally freaky, right?  i'll chose to interpret this as a sign.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-4649527965841596431?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/4649527965841596431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-7925135952498899587</id><published>2011-05-09T02:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T02:15:55.564-03:00</updated><title type='text'>you don't know why</title><content type='html'>i feel like i'm living summer of 2010 again.  mainly because i've been spending my days in a blissful oblivion.  as far as 2010 goes, that summer was ass-kickin'.  i had the bestest friends and boyfriend of my life, i was heading to a happy place in the fall and i could do no wrong when it came to work because i had everyone there wrapped around my fuckin' finger.  there's something missing though, i wish katie was still here!  we had the best times, i still crack myself up when i think of the time we were there during xmas season and we say joey at the courtesy desk and we start screaming "we love you, joey!", or 'pancake expert', the pizza nuggets ... 'i just see you going up to a super-store employee and yelling 'PIZZA NUGGETS!!' in their face, so many times in ctown, the chocolate ice cream ...&lt;br /&gt;damn, why am i so nostalgic?  i still use that lip-gloss, it's in my vest pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Criticism_of_Wal-Mart&lt;br /&gt;one day, i will change this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-7925135952498899587?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/7925135952498899587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=7925135952498899587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/7925135952498899587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2731399026124075475/posts/default/7925135952498899587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-dont-know-why.html' title='you don&apos;t know why'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-6427903098995608502</id><published>2011-05-08T22:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T22:50:16.669-03:00</updated><title type='text'>stigma, it is greek after all.</title><content type='html'>today, at werk ... i was talking to one of the girls who is thinking of going to the massage school in freddyville.  i got all excited and said 'you should rush my soroity!  iota beta chi!'  then, across the room another one of the girls there says 'oh god, she's a sorority girl.'  i then had to defend my choice to be greek in the break room.  when i say i'm part of ibx there's two reactions people have, only two.  they either say 'they actually have those?' or they ask 'like in the movies?'  then i have to say 'no, not at all like in the movies'  it's not some cheesy group of drunks that movies portray, it's a group of amazing girls who i would never have otherwise met.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, that's my piece.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-6427903098995608502?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-1313048876993680206</id><published>2011-05-06T01:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T01:23:57.505-03:00</updated><title type='text'>came appart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-itEPz_05y4I/TcNwO3ZlfrI/AAAAAAAAAL0/vPn9LOYJ7yw/s1600/223418_10150568452745360_641340359_18279170_5327463_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-itEPz_05y4I/TcNwO3ZlfrI/AAAAAAAAAL0/vPn9LOYJ7yw/s320/223418_10150568452745360_641340359_18279170_5327463_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like it would be so hard to watch that building go down.  to see a place that contributed so much to my childhood standing tall one moment, but reduced to rubble the next.  &lt;br /&gt;every sunday school lesson i sat through that i got nothing from. it's where i always imagined i'd get married.  so many christmas eve services i sat through as a anxious child.&lt;br /&gt;it was it's time though, i guess nothing can last forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-1313048876993680206?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/1313048876993680206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2731399026124075475&amp;postID=1313048876993680206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-7439476441460472718</id><published>2011-05-03T15:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T15:10:13.533-03:00</updated><title type='text'>election fever</title><content type='html'>i voted for the first time yesterday!  i've only been waiting for two years to do it, gosh.  it was a great time though.  my mom and i went and she got lots of pictures, including one with our liberal candidate.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:  i'm shocked that bev oda got re-elected but thrilled about justin trudeau and tony clement!&lt;br /&gt;mom: the good, the bad and the ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must admit i enjoy tony's tweets an an mp.  my twitter feed would be must less interesting without him.  i also feel that he's vestford in 30 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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fever'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-2516434971957543311</id><published>2011-05-01T22:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T22:32:56.636-03:00</updated><title type='text'>same cologne, ex-girlfriends and the fact that nothing changes in this town</title><content type='html'>i've been back in my little bubble for two days now and i must say it's good to be back.  basically, i was walking up there just thinking 'why, why why why why whyyy am i doing this again?' and then i got there and val asked if i was wearing socks.  so completely random, but that was the exact same thing she said to me on my first day back in 2009.  the first person i saw who i was excited to see was brad, and that right there brought back the excitement.  i love seeing people after long, long periods of time but i HATE goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;so then same old, same old.  i asked steve what he had been up to these past 8 months and he said 'i'm now mentoring young boys'  but of course i thought he said 'well, i've become really interested in young boys.'  that was the kind of thing lukas and i would have laughed over for days.  so when i saw him again i figured i should open with that story just to get him used to us being friends again.  good laughs were had, thank god.  everyone was asking me how awkward it was going to be working with him again.  i may be an awkward person but i never want to be awkward with someone.  that made no sense but i had a point.  everyone still wears the same distinctive cologne, which comforts me because i don't like change.  &lt;br /&gt;phffttt.  gingers.&lt;div 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the fact that nothing changes in this town'/><author><name>Temporary_insanity11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04199656107558104134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEsyAWf-Yto/S-49XArbunI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iHFLDfan_9E/S220/faiiiil+135.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2731399026124075475.post-371738199750645029</id><published>2011-04-26T19:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T19:45:41.426-03:00</updated><title type='text'>26 is my favourite number</title><content type='html'>because it all started sept 26th 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OaP3TqwyM4c/TbdK7Ln-v1I/AAAAAAAAALo/wLul57FYXAI/s1600/saula.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="86" 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type='text'>evrytime i read this</title><content type='html'>tracklist for the record (in no order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRANSATLANTIC&lt;br /&gt;HEARTSLEEVES&lt;br /&gt;CIAO MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;SURVIVE&lt;br /&gt;HOME&lt;br /&gt;NORTH OF THE BORDER&lt;br /&gt;FAST EXIT&lt;br /&gt;A LITTLE WAR&lt;br /&gt;LAST DAY ON EARTH&lt;br /&gt;AGELESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST GET SO EXCITED.  a re-recording of little war AND fast exit?  i am in love!  and last day on earth finally released!  i don't know any others but that just ADDS TO THE EXCITEMENT.  &lt;br /&gt;i love emm gryner more than i can articulate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2731399026124075475-3721468061433422596?l=disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disapearlikesubwaytrains.blogspot.com/feeds/3721468061433422596/comments/default' title='Post 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