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  <title>You always come close, but you never come easy...</title>
  <subtitle>This will be the last chance you get to drop my name...</subtitle>
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    <name>Pay ten deaf ears for two months rent...</name>
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  <updated>2006-06-04T02:05:26Z</updated>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-06-02T22:23:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-04T02:03:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-04T02:05:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Things are going great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am almost finished with my studies for the year, I have been studying very hard for my chemistry final because I know how cross my mother would be if I was to fail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a girlfriend, her name is eleanor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new U2 cd is sooo good, and I can't wait to catch Nickelback on tour this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: I didn't write this and i've learned my lesson never to leave myself logged in again. But it's funny so I kept it. Thanks, Tom and Garrett.</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-03-16T18:20:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-16T23:20:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-16T23:20:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the fall out boy one was funny, but this is just dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=baSNoGiPaiU&amp;search=Brand%20New"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=baSNoGiPaiU&amp;search=Brand%20New&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-03-14T21:52:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-15T02:52:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-15T02:53:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>seventy times seven</lj:music>
    <content type="html">what would you like me to say?&lt;br /&gt;do you wanna hear how torn up i am about this?&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm quick to get up, i'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sorry i left you in such a rut,&lt;br /&gt;and i'd take that back if i didn't care enough&lt;br /&gt;to swallow my pride just to cushion your fall&lt;br /&gt;but you don't recognize good friendship at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be the branch on the side of the cliff&lt;br /&gt;that catches your shirt when you jump off the edge,&lt;br /&gt;but don't expect to hear from me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what would you say if i told you&lt;br /&gt;your one-liners aren't getting to me?&lt;br /&gt;you got me once, i caved&lt;br /&gt;and we were left to trace this road we paved&lt;br /&gt;that lined itself with images of innocence&lt;br /&gt;that glowed of happy ignorance&lt;br /&gt;we used to swallow the cleanest nighttime air&lt;br /&gt;we used to take the natural approach&lt;br /&gt;we'd swallow up the best nights of our lives,&lt;br /&gt;the kind that didn't burn our throats.&lt;br /&gt;we'd turn trees into ghosts with our minds&lt;br /&gt;and we'd play along for the sake of good times.&lt;br /&gt;but you when you stopped believing,&lt;br /&gt;you found chemicals to bring back the demons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll point this gun at the perfect angle&lt;br /&gt;to attack you with these words,&lt;br /&gt;vicarious as they may seem,&lt;br /&gt;they're my only hope &lt;br /&gt;to stop you from feigning this desperate facade&lt;br /&gt;and give in to the only ones &lt;br /&gt;who have your best interests in mind.&lt;br /&gt;and it'll kill you if we take our time.</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-03-11T15:06:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-11T20:07:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-11T20:07:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this is the best weather i have ever seen in my lifetime. not exaggerating. do you agree?</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-03-02T20:29:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-03T01:38:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-03T01:38:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>everything that's old</lj:music>
    <content type="html">this week has gone by so fast. so did today, and it had no right to. i had a chemistry test i was sure i'd fail. i didn't understand a thing while i was studying but somehow i knew what quantum numbers were and how to determine whether Nb was more electronegative than Ba once i got the test. from 8:20 to 2:35 i felt like time was flying, but from 3:00 to 4:00 seemed like forever. i'm so glad i only have 2 more classes of driver's ed left, because i can't take it anymore. my teacher smells like beer and cigarettes and it's so hard to stay awake and it makes me tired for the rest of the night. i almost missed my stop on the train because i kept falling asleep. anyway, tomorrow should be easy and saturday should be a really good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past 2 school years have absolutely flown by, and i'm not sure why because they weren't exactly fun, especially last year. i guess as you get older time seems shorter. or maybe it doesn't, because i'm not old yet. i don't make sense sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my finger hurts and it's making it very hard to type, so i'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post something.</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-02-26T22:05:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-27T03:08:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-27T03:18:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this past week was good overall, no regrets. well, maybe just a few, but nothing that i can't just set aside for a while until it blows up in my face into a huge mess. i'm good at that. but anyway, now i'm fully ready to go back to school and get the week over with because next weekend should be a good one. i'm not ready to wake up at 6:00, though. anyway, i hope everyone has a nice week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;tell me who's pulling the strings, tell me who's that you move for.&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-02-25T00:49:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-26T05:54:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-26T05:54:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so last night was amazing. cartel and the starting line were absolutely incredible. everything sbout last night was great, except for a few toolbags in the crowd who liked to punch people and expected to go to a show and not get pushed. also yesterday, i got the first good haircut of my life. today was a very good day too. we had possibly the best practice we've ever had in terms of not sucking, and i'm hoping we continue the streak on saturday and we don't mess up the new song. and we walked to satuckt in the snow. so i guess vacation is over. i don't really care, april vacation is already coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post something.</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-02-23T22:31:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-24T03:35:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-24T03:35:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">we were the ones who said&lt;br /&gt;we'd never lose our heads.&lt;br /&gt;we'd never give in,&lt;br /&gt;to the ones who said,&lt;br /&gt;you'd like it better if you took it&lt;br /&gt;with a clear head,&lt;br /&gt;it's ironic, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;we thought that we were set,&lt;br /&gt;we'd never change if we got through this&lt;br /&gt;but we did, but we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were at home, at large,&lt;br /&gt;under the january stars&lt;br /&gt;we had the feeling they were visible&lt;br /&gt;only to us.&lt;br /&gt;and had the streetlights gone out,&lt;br /&gt;we would have never had a doubt&lt;br /&gt;that we'd stray away instinctively&lt;br /&gt;from the road we heard about,&lt;br /&gt;in so many discouraging&lt;br /&gt;words constructed carefully&lt;br /&gt;to bore through our skulls,&lt;br /&gt;and out our mouths. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we came in like lions,&lt;br /&gt;and we'll die like lambs,&lt;br /&gt;by the summer's hand,&lt;br /&gt;under a foreign influence.&lt;br /&gt;and when the sun goes in,&lt;br /&gt;the sky is cool and damp&lt;br /&gt;and a temporary high&lt;br /&gt;will take us close to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were the last of us,&lt;br /&gt;to keep our heads above,&lt;br /&gt;with water gripping at our necks,&lt;br /&gt;we kept our limbs for stirring it.&lt;br /&gt;and with a passing ship,&lt;br /&gt;we're confused by the wakes sent out from it,&lt;br /&gt;and we're blinded by the steam,&lt;br /&gt;that keeps it running every day.&lt;br /&gt;and we don't know what senses to believe,&lt;br /&gt;we never thought we were in too deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we came in like lions,&lt;br /&gt;and we'll die like lambs,&lt;br /&gt;by the summer's hand,&lt;br /&gt;under a foreign influence.&lt;br /&gt;and when the sun goes in,&lt;br /&gt;the sky is cool and damp&lt;br /&gt;and a temporary high&lt;br /&gt;will help you look into her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and for the first and final time,&lt;br /&gt;you'll believe your knowing lies,&lt;br /&gt;and you'll beg her to agree,&lt;br /&gt;so she'll follow you in spite&lt;br /&gt;of her intuitive reluctancy,&lt;br /&gt;and desire to object,&lt;br /&gt;but she'll forget all about us,&lt;br /&gt;and believe you for this once,&lt;br /&gt;be it only for tonight,&lt;br /&gt;and you'll never see those stars&lt;br /&gt;under the january sky,&lt;br /&gt;and your youth is cut short,&lt;br /&gt;from a promise that we turned into a lie.</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-02-20T10:39:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-20T15:52:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-20T15:52:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the early november - i want to hear you sad</lj:music>
    <content type="html">vacation has been pretty good so far. saturday i didn't do much, but it wasn't bad. i had a game and then i watched the nba all star stuff at home. yesterday i helped the community by sitting at hte door of the parish center for 4 hours collecting tickets. then after i got out of that i helped an old guy move a cinder block from outside to inside the church, just because i'm a nice guy. when i got home i had some close friends over and we played an incredible game that me and brian made up a long time ago. it was fun even though it was about 8 degrees out. it was the first time actually hung out outside in months, everyone's always a sissy and afraid of a little cold. i actually like the cold, so it was nice. i really can't wait till friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post something.</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-02-17T17:18:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-17T22:29:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-17T22:29:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>new tbs</lj:music>
    <content type="html">it's so nice out but sooo windy today. school went by pretty quick. i checked out the student-faculty game after school. i think about 95% of the freshman at my school can dunk. one kid dunked twice in the game. i'm feeling really optimistic about this vacation. i don't really have anything planned other than cartel/starting line on the 24th, so i'm pretty much opened to hang out anytime, at least as of right now until everybody sees this and immediately calls me to make plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to the celtics game wednesday night. they were down by 3 in the fourth quarter with about 16 seconds left. raef lafrentz was at the line and my dad says, "if he misses one, we're out" and i said "as soon as we leave they're gonna tie it up." sure enough, he missed and we left. then we walked by a bar on the way to the car and saw through the window that the game was tied with 0.2 left in the fourth. then it went into double overtime and pierce scored 50. they lost, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tonight makes me feel like spring is coming, which i know isn't right because tomorrow is supposed to be about 5 degrees. but i don't even care. the new taking back sunday song is so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post something.</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-02-12T14:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-12T19:13:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-12T19:14:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;faintest snow keep falling, FALLING! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;take in restraint like a breath, my lungs are so numb from holding back.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-02-10T15:15:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-10T20:18:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-10T20:18:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>box car racer - elevators</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;The building turned it's back ignored my call,&lt;br /&gt;The concrete looks too thin to break my fall,&lt;br /&gt;The sunset stretched across this nighttime scene,&lt;br /&gt;I counted people as I neared the street below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw it all, I saw it all go down,&lt;br /&gt;The shadow grew as he approached the ground,&lt;br /&gt;The sunset stretched across this nighttime scene,&lt;br /&gt;I turned away as he came near the street below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget this all, move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-02-07T21:41:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-08T02:49:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-08T02:49:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>brand new - untitled 3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today was a total waste of time. at least i think so. i'm not a big fan of retreats. i'm not a big fan of being forced to pray, either. the way i see it, if you're being forced to pray, you don't really mean a word you're saying. but i guess it's better than being in school. the whole thing was a big joke. driver's ed was even more of a joke. we watched a video on car maintainance for the second time, but no one said anything because it's better than taking notes. i have a thought about trains. if you can drive to work in boston, DO IT. and then liscenceless kids like me can sit down on the train instead of standing up in between cars and probably someday falling out or something. i hate the train. so anyway, this week is going by fast and i think i have fun plans for the weekend. anyone want in?</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-02-03T23:52:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-04T04:54:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-04T04:54:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">tonight was very good. the dear hunter/treos was amazing. treos is a very tricky group of guys. i can't even explain how awesome it was seeing treos play dear hunter songs so i won't. just a few more weeks until cartel/the starting line and i couldn't be more excited. and february vacation is coming up. didn't christmas vacation just end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post something.</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-01-30T19:38:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-31T00:43:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-31T00:43:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>brand new - track 4</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i actually wrote this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it came without a warning,&lt;br /&gt;without a sign to drive us out.&lt;br /&gt;we should've listened to the prophetic words&lt;br /&gt;that came out of our own mouths.&lt;br /&gt;an irregularity &lt;br /&gt;that all the best scientists missed&lt;br /&gt;that would change the fate of everyone&lt;br /&gt;and bid them to resist.&lt;br /&gt;but a tidal wave is coming,&lt;br /&gt;the only protection that we've got&lt;br /&gt;is the wall of invincibility&lt;br /&gt;that we built in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;but a constant pressure beat against&lt;br /&gt;the levi on the shore.&lt;br /&gt;the sea devised a quick attack&lt;br /&gt;and the levi bore a hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we're tired &lt;br /&gt;of trying to rebuild.&lt;br /&gt;and if we can't sing, &lt;br /&gt;we can't tell you how we feel.&lt;br /&gt;there's no rescue team, &lt;br /&gt;we can save ourselves&lt;br /&gt;but its hard to think that clearly &lt;br /&gt;when you think for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw the waves eat up the islands&lt;br /&gt;that nature built across its path.&lt;br /&gt;and as we stood in awe&lt;br /&gt;before we knew of our own home's collapse.&lt;br /&gt;now you're left with only driftwood&lt;br /&gt;to attempt to rebuild your walls,&lt;br /&gt;i've got my new house made out of cedar&lt;br /&gt;that survived the ocean's storm.&lt;br /&gt;and we're all void of compassion,&lt;br /&gt;left to die with time to spend,&lt;br /&gt;but we wouldn't spend a dime now&lt;br /&gt;on who we used to call friends.&lt;br /&gt;now we're stranded &lt;br /&gt;with a growing understanding in our hands&lt;br /&gt;and the knowledge gained too late,&lt;br /&gt;that a house divided cannot stand.</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-01-29T13:46:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-29T19:05:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-29T19:05:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>brand new demos</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i've been slacking on my updates. things have been alright. i got a few midterm grades back. history was a 97. chemistry was not, let's just leave it at that. english was a 78, and i almost punched a hole in the wall. my essays are fffin good. i even wrote one that sucked just to see if i would still get a C, and i did, sure enough. new york was fun. the tours, lectures, and speeches were less than interesting but wandering times square was enjoyable. i got a couple cd's and an extremely cheap gift for my sister. we stopped somewhere in connecticut to eat in the food court of some mall. of course we had to make asses of ourselves and walk around with a camera asking people if we were close to Mianus (pronounced MY ANUS). pretty mature. anyway, the bus ride wasn't enjoyable. i listened to the new brand new demos at least 5 times and the jimmy eat world ep that is 5 songs that are about 3 hours long. i also watched remember the titans and tried to sleep but everyone was being so loud. the people up front got soo pissed that they finally threw a bottle of whiteout at them, but they missed and hit the kids next to them and got white stuff all over everything. it doesnt affect my life, so i didnt care. we got home and i was so tired but i still didn't go to bed for another 2 hours and i had some buffalo wings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post something.</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-01-28T17:08:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-28T22:09:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-28T22:09:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>brand new</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well i wrote your name and burned it to see the colors of the flame. and it burned out the whole spectrum as if you were everthing. mine just burned gold, a normal flame. i am not anything. and all that i remember is the feeling of waking up. when we were kids you were the sun to which my eyes would not adjust. when we were kids i was a fountain you could never drink enough. then came all the boys who swept you up, playing careless with your heart. and every night there was a new girl sitting beside me in my car. something dies when you grow older but you do the best you can.</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-01-22T01:31:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-22T06:37:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-22T06:37:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>soon to be static prevails</lj:music>
    <content type="html">the show last night went well. all the other bands were, let's just say, not my kind of music. i'll leave it at that. it was a good time though, i had fun. tonight was fun also. biddy league at 5. another overtime, and we came out 5-0, undefeated. the end of the game was funny too. midterms friday went well. spanish was ridiculously easy. spanish 2 is so much easier the second time around. as for english, my essay was awesome, but i'm sure i'll probably get a c because my teacher is threated by me becuase i'm a better writer than he is. i'm not looking forward to chemistry on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should go to bed.</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-01-17T21:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-18T02:18:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-18T02:18:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>this bitter pill</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i'm sixteen today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was probably the easiest school day i've had all year. some of my teachers didn't even bother to show up, and none of them gave us homework. i should really be studying for midterms, but of course, i'm going to put it off until the last minute. driver's ed is such a joke. he lets us go after just over a half hour and signs the card saying we were in there for two. all we do is talk about why we shouldn't drink and drive. we know why we shouldn't drink and drive, and half the class probably doesn't care anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna go see the dear hunter and then cartel/the starting line with me?</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-01-16T00:42:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-16T05:51:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-16T05:51:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i guess i haven't &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; updated in a long time. so here's whats been going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school blows. midterms are going to be hell. chemistry is going to kill me. and if i get one more C on an essay in english i swear i'm going to kill my teacher. they're so good, they really are. on friday we went to titicut and it sucked. today we were supposed to have practice but our ever reliable drummer didn't show up. so we just hung out and ate a ton of food and jammed. it was so cold out, but i really don't mind the cold. i still can't wait for summer though. by the time i'm halfway into winter i'm always complaining and saying how i can't wait for summer, and vice-versa. tomorrow i'm getting a haircut and hopefully practicing, because we need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the past few weeks, everything that i've known for the past few years has ended, and i'm getting used to it. life sucks for everybody. i'm getting more and more content with change every day. i'm not complaining anymore. i can't wait for school to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i've suddenly lost my ability to write anything. except essays because those are friggin good, and i still get c's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post something.</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-01-10T21:23:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-11T02:37:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-11T02:37:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ahh...an epiphany</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i need a change. i need everything to change. for the first time in as long as i can remember, i just wish everything would change. ironically, this is the exact opposite of what i've wanted since high school started. but everyone's changing, and i'm changing. and i'm willing, maybe even eager, to accept it now. this summer was the best time i'd had in a while and then it ended and everything slowly got more complicated and went downhill. that's what it seems like anyway. tension built up over time and its finally coming out. i feel like i'm losing friends i've had for so long and i hate it. some of us realize that this a such a stupid thing to ruin friendships over, some of us don't. some of us just need to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so other than that, my day was boring. drivers ed sucks. midterms suck. english sucks too, and that's supposed to be one of my best classes. i'm so stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i just broke one of my resolutions. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone want to hang out on friday?</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-01-02T02:25:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-02T07:28:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-02T07:29:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>cartel - say anything (else)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">new years resolutions for 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- stop overthinking everything&lt;br /&gt;- get my priorities straight&lt;br /&gt;- stop being afraid to take chances&lt;br /&gt;- stop procrastinating&lt;br /&gt;- learn to balance my time&lt;br /&gt;- loosen up&lt;br /&gt;- change the bad things, change back the good things&lt;br /&gt;- stop complaining&lt;br /&gt;- maybe try and be optimistic more than just a little bit of the time&lt;br /&gt;- be more considerate of other people's feelings not just sometimes&lt;br /&gt;- go on a serious ghost hunt this summer and return safely with some hard evidence to back up what we gathered last summer&lt;br /&gt;- try to make the best of high school and get content with the fact that i'm not going to BR.&lt;br /&gt;- get in shape&lt;br /&gt;- stop wasting all my money on pizza&lt;br /&gt;- say the right things at the right times&lt;br /&gt;- stop saying the F word so much&lt;br /&gt;- realize that just because i write a song about something doesn't make it all better&lt;br /&gt;- follow through on things&lt;br /&gt;- get my liscence and not crash too bad&lt;br /&gt;- take the kings out of the back row&lt;br /&gt;- get better at chemistry&lt;br /&gt;- try to accomplish at least one of these resolutions by 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's a long list.</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2006-01-01T01:19:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-01T06:27:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-01T17:04:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>brand new - sic transit gloria...glory fades</lj:music>
    <content type="html">it's 2006 and i don't feel any different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh, new years eve was a letdown. it's so lame being the only one sober at a party. i don't recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have some new years resolutions i hope to follow through on soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post something.</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2005-12-30T23:02:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-31T04:07:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-31T04:07:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>brand new - me vs. maradona vs. elvis (acoustic)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">tonight was fun. the show went well. we had a much bigger crowd than last time, but still not a huge one. i don't care though. it was a fun time and there was no fighting, so everything's good for now. the past couple days have been nice and i'm hoping the trend continues.</content>
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    <title>subtleasabrick1 @ 2005-12-29T23:39:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-30T04:40:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-30T04:40:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>cartel</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today was actually nice...wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm...so that i don't break my new years resolution before the year even ends, please refer to ryan's journal if you don't have any plans for tomorrow night. thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so nice out tonight. it didn't feel like december.</content>
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