<?xml version='1.0' encoding='utf-8' ?>
<!--  If you are running a bot please visit this policy page outlining rules you must respect. http://www.livejournal.com/bots/  -->
<rss version='2.0' xmlns:lj='http://www.livejournal.org/rss/lj/1.0/' xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' xmlns:atom10='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom'>
<channel>
  <title>You keep on building the lies</title>
  <link>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/</link>
  <description>You keep on building the lies - LiveJournal.com</description>
  <lastBuildDate>Fri, 28 Oct 2005 02:37:05 GMT</lastBuildDate>
  <generator>LiveJournal / LiveJournal.com</generator>
  <lj:journal>inventmypain</lj:journal>
  <lj:journalid>3377281</lj:journalid>
  <lj:journaltype>personal</lj:journaltype>
  <atom10:link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/' />
  <image>
    <url>http://l-userpic.livejournal.com/32729478/3377281</url>
    <title>You keep on building the lies</title>
    <link>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/</link>
    <width>100</width>
    <height>100</height>
  </image>

<item>
  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/76866.html</guid>
  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Oct 2005 02:37:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <link>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/76866.html</link>
  <description>Today&lt;br /&gt;...I had my blood taken and passed out&lt;br /&gt;...was at the hospital for 3 hours&lt;br /&gt;...went to physical therapy and made my ankle worse&lt;br /&gt;...sat in a lame PSAT class for three hours with kids who can&apos;t multiple fractions&lt;br /&gt;...got homework from that class to ADD to the insane amounts i already have&lt;br /&gt;...got an 800 on the english portion of the PSATs...yeah thats right bitches&lt;br /&gt;...found out i have to get an upper gi, a lactose intolerant test, and shit in test tubes&lt;br /&gt;...the lactose test means i have to fast for twelve hours (that includes, no water, not even swishing) and sitting in the doctors office for three hours, blowing into some tube once every thirty minutes&lt;br /&gt;...got in a HUGE fight with my mom&lt;br /&gt;...made the conscious decision to not do my astronomy project until monday (it was due today)&lt;br /&gt;...found out my cousin is going to iraq in his marine corp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all together it was an EXCELLENT day.</description>
  <comments>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/76866.html</comments>
  <lj:mood>tired</lj:mood>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
  <lj:reply-count>0</lj:reply-count>
</item>
<item>
  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/76723.html</guid>
  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Oct 2005 03:19:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <link>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/76723.html</link>
  <description>I lose respect for people who smoke.&lt;br /&gt;weed.pot.grass.&quot;blaze blunts.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry.</description>
  <comments>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/76723.html</comments>
  <lj:mood>blah</lj:mood>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
  <lj:reply-count>0</lj:reply-count>
</item>
<item>
  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/75467.html</guid>
  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Aug 2005 18:02:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Goodbye Summer &apos;05</title>
  <link>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/75467.html</link>
  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ blasting music with mike and whoever else, driving around with my head out the window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Dede&apos;s 100th birthday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ having 40 members of our family fly in from California and Washington&lt;br /&gt;~ buying 30 lobsters for dinner and one nine pounder.&lt;br /&gt;~ the teenagers playing wiffle ball, pictionary, volleyball, and kickball together&lt;br /&gt;~ all wearing the same shirts&lt;br /&gt;~ our dedication dinner, where we all stood up to tell stories and laughed&lt;br /&gt;~ &quot;STOP SUCKING!!!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Cape Cod and P Town with Mike, mom, dad and heather &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;~ shopping&lt;br /&gt;~ burying mike&lt;br /&gt;~ swimming in the pool&lt;br /&gt;~ bike rides with dad&lt;br /&gt;~ those damn floaties...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ bringing max his quality birthday gifts :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ motorpoop rides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ sleep overs with &quot;kate&quot; staying up till 4,5,6 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ laying out on my driveway with my headphones on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ grocery store hopping with michael in my slippers (getting very upset when they didnt have my ice cream)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; shopping with kate &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ &quot;if you were a bathroom where would you be?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;~ making friends in KB toys&lt;br /&gt;~ coloring&lt;br /&gt;~ tiara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ talking with mike everitt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ driving with greg &quot;I like ya bum, where ya from?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; messing around at dean park&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ burying toys?? &lt;br /&gt;~ laying in the tennis courts&lt;br /&gt;~ mike stripping &lt;br /&gt;~ &quot;is that mike everitt? MICHAEL EVERITT!!! shit that is mike everitt...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ CAR SHOWS (aka cruise night) with mike, kyle and whoever the hell else we found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ talking online till early morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; hawaii!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ poker games everynight&lt;br /&gt;~ Sandy Beach&lt;br /&gt;~ Poli Preschool&lt;br /&gt;~ 12 hour plane rides&lt;br /&gt;~ late night denny trips&lt;br /&gt;~ ABC stores...&lt;br /&gt;~ B as in Bravo&lt;br /&gt;~ &quot;Guys....&quot;&lt;br /&gt;~ the famous &quot;good decisions&quot; talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Hampton with Mike, Kyle, and Kim &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ car accident say what?? [my boyfriend is my hero] &lt;br /&gt;~ people getting arrested!!! &lt;br /&gt;~ walking/laying on the beach&lt;br /&gt;~ me + michael + car &lt;br /&gt;~ me being SO AWESOME at mini golf&lt;br /&gt;~ sleepin on the car ride home, waking up, looking out the window to notice we&apos;re going kinda fast, looking over to see mike is doing 90, haulin ass, desperately trying to get us home sometimes before 2 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ mikey martin&apos;s show! (and just getting there...haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ kidnapping michael to boston - the penguins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ walks around the neighborhood late at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ helping heather at the cable station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ visiting michael at work !!! (and leaving presents in his car or notes on his windshield)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ mac and cheese with cael !!! :D so nice to have him back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ graveyards with kate, charlene and whatshisface&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; driving with MARK!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ &quot;can you fit this in your trunk?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;~ * runs over the curb* &quot;accident I swear.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;~ &quot;There are no such things as ghosts.&quot; *dirty look from charlene* &quot;ok, i&apos;ll stop ruining your fun.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;~ &quot;Stop signs are optional when they have the white border.&quot; &quot;Really?&quot; &quot;No.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ max&apos;s &quot;free stylin&quot; &amp; chris is a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer &apos;05 was love.</description>
  <comments>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/75467.html</comments>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
  <lj:reply-count>1</lj:reply-count>
</item>
<item>
  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/71628.html</guid>
  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Jun 2005 01:00:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <link>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/71628.html</link>
  <description>&lt;big&gt;My life for the past three days...&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/inventmypain/DSCN0051.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;</description>
  <comments>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/71628.html</comments>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
  <lj:reply-count>1</lj:reply-count>
</item>
<item>
  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/70865.html</guid>
  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Jun 2005 18:42:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I am dissappointed in society</title>
  <link>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/70865.html</link>
  <description>I have a confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I used to think I was cool in middle school. Wearing &quot;flattering&quot; clothes, lots of makeup, and talking trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apparently some people haven&apos;t grown out of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s also true that I have a problem with a good number of people at our school, for a variety of reasons. (note: I always do have a reason)&lt;br /&gt;However, I can&apos;t seem to understand why people think it&apos;s so damn funny to put other people down. They do it to make themselves feel bigger, better, and because their friends think its funny....I get it. But the stupidity of it all still astounds me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep my mouth shut. That is unless that person is incredibly retarded and does something stupid and I call them out on it. I do not, however, whisper while walking by or talk shit &lt;i&gt;juuuust&lt;/i&gt; loud enough so they can hear. (my favorite is when they call you ugly or you smell, because they have no better insult...because they know nothing about you and have no reason to dislike you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Immaturity is not an excuse.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a matter of respect my friends. Life is difficult enough, that no one needs some insecure girl/boy trying to bring them down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been through enough crap in my life (total crap) to not care anymore. I think I&apos;m pretty damn lucky actually, to be able to move past all that. I like who I am. I respect myself and I can stand up for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really now I&apos;m just rambling, but remember kids, have some respect for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And have some damn respect for yourself too.</description>
  <comments>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/70865.html</comments>
  <lj:mood>disappointed</lj:mood>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
  <lj:reply-count>3</lj:reply-count>
</item>
<item>
  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/69688.html</guid>
  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2005 03:24:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <link>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/69688.html</link>
  <description>&lt;big&gt;Michal Waye *&lt;br /&gt;Past away 6/9/2005&lt;br /&gt;Leaving behind two children, ages 16 and 17, and his wife.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew this man.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m good friends with his son and daughter.&lt;br /&gt;I saw him every Sunday for 11 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality of the situation hasn&apos;t even set in yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAY FOR THE WAYE FAMILY.</description>
  <comments>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/69688.html</comments>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
  <lj:reply-count>0</lj:reply-count>
</item>
<item>
  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/67764.html</guid>
  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Apr 2005 21:41:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <link>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/67764.html</link>
  <description>so much for best friends.</description>
  <comments>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/67764.html</comments>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
  <lj:reply-count>1</lj:reply-count>
</item>
<item>
  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/57772.html</guid>
  <pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2005 01:13:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>MY FAVORITE T-SHIRT!</title>
  <link>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/57772.html</link>
  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/inventmypain/DSCN3435.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;There are cooler ways to die.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah check my face dude. sweeeet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One awesome night at christians....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how we do my dance--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/inventmypain/dance1.bmp&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/inventmypain/dance3.bmp&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/inventmypain/dance2.bmp&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/inventmypain/dance4.bmp&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That my friends....deserves an award.</description>
  <comments>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/57772.html</comments>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
  <lj:reply-count>1</lj:reply-count>
</item>
<item>
  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/39503.html</guid>
  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Jan 2005 04:30:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <link>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/39503.html</link>
  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Georgia&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Straight Americans need... an education of the heart and soul.&amp;nbsp; They must understand - to begin with - how it can feel to spend years denying your own deepest truths, to sit silently through classes, meals, and church services while people you love toss off remarks that brutalize your soul.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Georgia&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Georgia&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Georgia&quot;&gt;~Bruce Bawer, &lt;i&gt;The Advocate&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = &quot;urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags&quot; /&gt;&lt;st1:date month=&quot;4&quot; day=&quot;28&quot; year=&quot;1998&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Georgia&quot;&gt;28 April 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: Georgia&quot;&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = &quot;urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office&quot; /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
  <comments>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/39503.html</comments>
  <lj:mood>pissed off</lj:mood>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
  <lj:reply-count>4</lj:reply-count>
</item>
<item>
  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/24164.html</guid>
  <pubDate>Sun, 14 Nov 2004 03:29:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <link>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/24164.html</link>
  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/inventmypain/FObanner_icunt.gif&quot;&gt;</description>
  <comments>http://inventmypain.livejournal.com/24164.html</comments>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
  <lj:reply-count>11</lj:reply-count>
</item>
</channel>
</rss>
