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  <title>Dancing Through Life</title>
  <subtitle>Dorothy</subtitle>
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    <name>Dorothy</name>
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  <updated>2008-04-14T16:07:04Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:msoboe:33372</id>
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    <title>Five more days...</title>
    <published>2008-04-14T16:07:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-14T16:07:04Z</updated>
    <category term="graduation; west side story; band"/>
    <lj:music>I Have Dreamed - Peabo Bryson and Lea Salonga</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've only got five more days of law school, period.  How crazy is that?  In about five weeks, I will be a law school graduate.  It's hard to believe that the LSU Chapter of my life is finally coming to a close.  I play my final Symphonic Winds concert on Thursday and my final Wind Ensemble concert on Tuesday the 22nd.  I'll make it through Sym Winds just fine......however, the wind ensemble concert will be another story.  The waterworks will be quite present for that event.  I'm fairly certain Wickes has something up his sleeve in the way of an award for me...but we shall see.  I suppose 8 years of band at LSU is a little crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with the King and I out at the high school...now moving on to West Side Story with New Orleans Opera and LPO.  I'm playing 8 instruments in the pit, yup, count em (piccolo, flute, oboe, English horn, clarinet, bass clarinet, tenor, and bari sax!)  It's the infamous Reed III book from WSS that I've gotten.  It's pretty awesome, as I'm getting more attention than I deserve, but I'm loving it.  And god, WSS of all the shows I could be playing?  The score is freaking amazing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for some lyrics from the King and I which explains my life so much right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have dreamed that your arms are lovely,&lt;br /&gt;I have dreamed what a joy you'll be. &lt;br /&gt;I have dreamed every word you whisper. &lt;br /&gt;When you're close, &lt;br /&gt;Close to me. &lt;br /&gt;How you look in the glow of evening &lt;br /&gt;I have dreamed and enjoyed the view. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these dreams I've loved you so &lt;br /&gt;That by now I think I know &lt;br /&gt;What it's like to be loved by you,&lt;br /&gt;I will love being loved by you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone and awake I've looked at the stars, &lt;br /&gt;The same that smile on you; &lt;br /&gt;And time and again I've thought all the things T&lt;br /&gt;hat you were thinking too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have dreamed that your arms are lovely,&lt;br /&gt;I have dreamed what a joy you'll be. &lt;br /&gt;I have dreamed every word you whisper. &lt;br /&gt;When you're close, &lt;br /&gt;Close to me. &lt;br /&gt;How you look in the glow of evening &lt;br /&gt;I have dreamed and enjoyed the view. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these dreams I've loved you so &lt;br /&gt;That by now I think I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it's like to be loved by you.&lt;br /&gt;I will love being loved by you.</content>
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    <title>Leaving the Past Behind...</title>
    <published>2008-04-06T04:47:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-06T04:48:18Z</updated>
    <category term="rob"/>
    <category term="letting go"/>
    <category term="ross"/>
    <category term="baggage"/>
    <lj:music>Starts with Goodbye - Carrie Underwood/ Hello, Young Lovers - Marni Nixon</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I've come to realize in all my infinite wisdom that it's absolutely time for me to leave my past in the past....I have to accept that the things people have done to me in the past aren't the same things that people in my current life will do to me.  It's so hard for me to accept that not all guys are Ross.  I'd apologize for saying that to those who know and may even like Ross, but he was an asshole to me while we dated.  He'd turn his phone off just to avoid me, usually because he was doing shit he wasn't supposed to do.  So now it's hard for me to see that just becuase Rob doesn't answer his phone, doesn't mean he's doing anything wrong.  This should be common knowledge, but after being with an asshole for so long that treated me like shit, it's very difficult for me to just accept that.  So this entry marks a purging of my past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as of April 6, 2008, I'm letting go of all the bad shit that has happened to me in the past, and starting a new outlook on life.  I'm no longer going to assume that people are guilty until proven innocent; I'm no longer going to assume that all boyfriends treat girls like crap; and finally, I'm going to learn to trust again.  Rob has NEVER done anything but be completely and brutally honest with me, even when it hurt like hell.  There is nothing he has ever done to give me any reason to not trust him.  So with this, I'm leaving my baggage all behind.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Ross:  We had some great times in those four and a half years.  We've now both moved on and are in new relationships (hell, I've already had a few since you!)  I'm typing this all up for me now....to get it out of my system, onto "paper" and to let go of it, so I can never look back.  The two of us were never right for one another; we were young and "in love" I suppose, but it was never right.  I know that now after just being with someone else for a few months, and finally realizing how selfless I can truly be with another person.  Sure, it's only been a few months, but I don't think one can put themselves in a long distance relationship and not mature pretty quickly.  So with this, I'm officially closing the Ross chapter of my life.  I'll always value his friendship as long as he wants mine.  I truly hope he has found happiness now, because I sure have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS  Putting it all down has truly made me feel better.  It's like I just lifted a 50 pound weight off my chest.  Thanks for believing in me Rob.  Things are now looking up.  Funny thing.....I'm gigging in The King and I...and I couldn't help but have the biggest smile on my face when truly listening to the lyrics of "Hello, Young Lovers" today.  I think I actually know what they mean now.  *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello young lovers, whoever you are, &lt;br /&gt;I hope your troubles are few. &lt;br /&gt;All my good wishes go with you tonight, &lt;br /&gt;I've been in love like you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be brave, young lovers, and follow your star,&lt;br /&gt;Be brave and faithful and true, &lt;br /&gt;Cling very close to each other tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I've been in love like you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how it feels to have wings on your heels, &lt;br /&gt;And to fly down the street in a trance. &lt;br /&gt;You fly down a street on the chance that you meet, &lt;br /&gt;And you meet -- not really by chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry young lovers, whatever you do, &lt;br /&gt;Don't cry because I'm alone; &lt;br /&gt;All of my memories are happy tonight, &lt;br /&gt;I've had a love of my own.&lt;br /&gt;I've had a love of my own, like yours- &lt;br /&gt;I've had a love of my own.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Just an Update</title>
    <published>2008-03-25T02:14:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-25T02:14:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bubbly - Colbie Caillet</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So life is going these days....59 days until I graduate from law school.  I still can't believe it myself.  Everything I've known for so many years is about to be over.  Yes, make fun of me for finishing up with 8 years in the LSU Band Program.  Those people are a second family to me.  I can't believe that my time there is ending, and the thought of it literally gets me misty eyed.  My final concert will be a huge production with Bill Conti, but something tells me the directors are going to have something up their sleeve and not just let me walk away from that stage like every other normal student.....I guess I'll have to update again after April 22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's a new year for me...and that means a new boyfriend.  I haven't written about him yet, because for the most part, I want to keep this one to myself.  He's the most amazing person I've ever known.....everything I ever dreamed for in a man (plus a little more).  I've never been so happy before; never have I felt like someone just understood me and understood why I want the things I want out of life.  Unfortunately for me, I've involved myself in a long distance relationship.  Yup, that's right folks.  Didn't think it would be happening anytime soon for me, but it just sort of happened.  I've come to realize that you can't dictate when love will happen, or how it will happen, or where it might happen.  Rob and I happened at the most unexpected of times.  I've also come to realize that I'd rather be with him, as inconvenient as it might be, than be with someone else who might be more conveniently located near me.  If I've got to put up with the military schedule to have him, I'll learn to deal.  I'm trying to work at it, and not be a stupid girl..unfortunately, I've still got a little of the stupid girl in me.  Got to push her out and let lawyer Dorothy the big girl just take over.  He really is the most wonderful guy I've ever known, and I'm lucky to be able to call him my boyfriend.  Now I've just got to start the countdown of days until I get to see him again (luckily for me, it's only until Friday...three more days to go!)</content>
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    <title>Summer school</title>
    <published>2007-07-11T16:28:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-11T16:28:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Love Story - Katharine McPhee</lj:music>
    <content type="html">FYI....summer school really pretty much makes me want to shoot myself in the face.&amp;nbsp; Try studying for a final exam in July, after you've been done with the class portion of the course for over THREE WEEKS!&amp;nbsp; I just can't wait for it to be over...and it will be on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been a little crazy as of late.&amp;nbsp; I had my gig in New Orleans that I did for a 8 days....8 days of driving to N.O. and back to BR every day...it was a little crazy, seeing as I had that class every morning at 7:30.&amp;nbsp; But the pay was great!&amp;nbsp; I'm doing Cats at the BRLT now...and let's just say, I'm already over the show.&amp;nbsp; lol&amp;nbsp; The pay is not as good, but it's keeping my chops in shape, which is good, because it's the only thing I have again until band auditions and Taranto's gig (which I'm really looking forward to!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those of you who might be the praying type, keep my best friend Ams in your prayers....I'm under a vow of secrecy to say why, but she needs them right now.&amp;nbsp; On a happier note, she will be here in a little over week and I'm definitely excited about that.&amp;nbsp; We're going to take a trip down to N.O. (of course!) and get a Plum Street snowball...she's been wanting one for what, like a year?&amp;nbsp; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to studying...peace out.</content>
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    <title>msoboe @ 2007-06-12T08:28:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-12T13:31:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-12T13:31:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The hum of laptops</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So I really don't post here very often...life is just too busy sometimes!&amp;nbsp; I've gotten back from my two summer vacations....one on a seven day cruise and the other a six day trip to NYC.&amp;nbsp; Both vacations were wonderful and when I'm not sitting in class, I'll have to write more about them.&amp;nbsp; In NYC, I did have box seats to see the NY Phil, sixth row seats to see Phantom, and fourteenth row seats to Les Miz....I think I did pretty good with those!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working the Chamber Winds camp right now.....it seems like it really wasn't that long ago that I was the high school sitting in that group...strange how quickly time sometimes seems to go.&amp;nbsp; I have to play in the clarinet choir...apparently FBW didn't want a high schooler to play Alto Clarinet....I mean, it is such an important instrument and all, lol.&amp;nbsp; I'm thinking he just wanted me in the choir for shits and giggles.&amp;nbsp; More on that after I've sat through some rehearsals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, summer school (especially when class starts at 7:30 am) is the bane of my existence!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>I have to post about this!</title>
    <published>2007-05-01T02:08:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-01T02:08:07Z</updated>
    <category term="lpo"/>
    <lj:music>Bizet - Carmen Suite</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, I just got a call from the personnel director for the LPO tonight.&amp;nbsp; He asked me to sub for their Friday night concert.....yeah, he wants me to play!&amp;nbsp; I have yet to get final confirmation whether or not I'll get to play, but it's about 95% positive I'm playing.&amp;nbsp; I can't attend the Friday AM rehearsal because I'll be taking my last law school final&amp;nbsp;of the year.&amp;nbsp; However, how exciting is that?&amp;nbsp; It's my professional symphony debut...something I really never thought would happen.&amp;nbsp; It just feels good to know that I'd even get the call period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now...I have so many stories I could tell on here, but I've got a final exam to study for, since I'll be at an LPO rehearsal the night before my final!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Only four more days until I am a 3L!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:msoboe:31518</id>
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    <title>Just a quickie</title>
    <published>2007-02-01T14:47:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-01T14:49:11Z</updated>
    <category term="ross"/>
    <category term="vacation"/>
    <category term="mardi gras"/>
    <lj:music>Frank Maraist lecturing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I haven't updated this thing in ages, so I'm writing to let everyone know that I'm still alive!  lol  I'm about a month in classes again this semester...my classes are all boring this semester, but such is life.  I'm more than half way a lawyer, so that's a pretty cool thought.  I'm still doing band...I'm doing Wind Ensemble, Symphonic Winds and Orchestra to be exact.  Somehow, doing all of it keeps me sane.  People question how, I just know that it makes me still feel connected to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should make note that Amber and I are speaking again...we're on the mend I suppose.  She wanted to come down to Mardi Gras, but seeing as her dad will not let her use her flight passes to come to Baton Rouge, it might make things a bit more difficult.  We shall see with that one...maybe Mardi Gras 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ross and I are coming up on our four year anniversary....hard to believe that the little boy I started dating so long ago would end up still being around this many years later.  Our anniversary falls during Mardi Gras...the night of Endymion to be exact.  I think it's quite fitting considering my obsession and love with the parading season!  Our first Baton Rouge parade is actually this Saturday night.  Let the bead catching begin!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the future, Ross and I have lots of fun things planned.  We're going to the Cirque de Soleil performance in Baton Rouge at the end of March; Wicked in Houston in April; another cruise in May; and NYC in June!  We have seventh row seats to see Phantom while in NYC and we also have box seats to see the NY Phil.  It's a Brahms concert by the Phil.  I'm stoked.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now....now that everyone knows I'm alive!</content>
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    <title>The End of a Chapter</title>
    <published>2006-10-26T21:36:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-26T21:36:52Z</updated>
    <category term="amber"/>
    <lj:music>Forgiven - Alanis Morisette</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I suppose it is inevitable that I should finally write this chapter of my own life.  Some will say that it should have been done long ago, but I needed this long to be strong enough to do it on my own.  I'm talking about the end of a friendship that at one time, I thought would last a lifetime.  At this point, we have severed all ties.  For once, we were able to end a fight in a civil manner, and perhaps one day, many years down the road, we will both be in a different place and have a place for eachother in our lives once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all came down to never knowing what reality was.  I look back on four years of friendship, and wonder how many things I thought were the truth, truly were the truth.  So many times, I thought I knew what was going on, and then found out later on that Amber was lying.  I've come to accept that she is a liar, through and through.  I think at times she herself doesn't realize the extent of her own lies, and isn't able to remember what lies she tells to what person.  It's how she's gotten trapped by so many people over the years; getting caught in the lies that she shouldn't have made up in the first place.  I tolerated her lies for so long, but when I found out that she was consistently lying to me in order to "test" our friendship.  The last one in a series of these "tests" was to see whether or not I would ever lie for her.  I refuse to lie for anyone; I hate lying and I won't even tolerate lies from Ross.  How can I tolerate being lied to by my "best friend" to test whether or not I'm a good friend?  Friendship is not based on a series of tests; you don't get a degree at the end showing that you've passed all the required courses.  Friendship is made up of the times that are spent together, the common interests and values that bring you together, and the differences between each other that make you appreciate one another even more.  There is no final exam or midterm to pass when it comes to friendship.  If there is any sort of test, it's the trials of life that you go through together, whch make friendships stronger.  I stood by through the many, MANY boyfriends that became fiancee's, and was there to pick up the pieces when the relationships fell apart.  I was there to help pick up the pieces after the shoplifting incident.  I was there when the divorce took place.  I've been there to be the chauffeur for a funeral and been there anytime you needed a shoulder to cry on.  But those weren't the types of tests that showed how devoted I was to a friendship.  Well, lying to someone to test how they react isn't what makes a friendship at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually feel sorry for her now.  I've come to realize that she has to lie to people to test them, because she doesn't trust anyone, and maybe she never will.  Trust is a very precious thing, and at some point, long ago, someone stole that very thing from her.  I am sorry in the fact that I obviously failed her; not as a friend, because I was there through everything I could be.  But I failed in showing her the good in people; the fact that people shouldn't be tested in friendship; the fact that if you ever want to find true friendship, you have to hand yourself over completely, and not show a different act of the show to different audiences.  She claims that on multiple occasions I've tried to ruin her life; on the contrary, what I did was bitchy, I will admit.  However, my intentions were always the same: to show her the damage that her lies cause.  Somehow, she's been lucky enough to always be able to cover her tracks and not have to accept the consequences that her lies caused.  But one day, at some time, the lies will catch up and she will run out of excuses.  I dare not guess who it might be the finally catches on one day, but at some point in the future, someone will come to realize it, and she will realize it was she who destroyed her own life.  Someone will be smarter than her, and quicker than her, and the game will have to end.  I just hope that she is able to realize that in her own self before it destroys a relationship that is truly precious to her, whatever relationship that might be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing but the best for her.  I pray that she realizes what sort of person she could become if she only put her mind and heart to it.  Before she becomes that person, her lying will have to end.  She will have to stop playing the games with people and be honest with her own self.  Maybe it won't happen until someone that she truly values calls her on a lie and eliminates her from their life.  Someone that will not be duped by her excuses or put up with the promises to not lie anymore.  The promises to behave in a certain way.  I hope that someone along the way can impart some wisdom to her; the wisdom that relationships are formed by love, not lies.  I hope someone else can have the "come to Jesus" meetings that always seemed to hit home, but apparently not strongly enough.  I am sorry that I failed to really get through to her in all those times, when maybe I could have made a difference in her life.  But one can only try to help someone for so long; once it becomes apparent that the person doesn't want that guidance or doesn't believe they need that guidance, you have to back out from life.  I am sorry that our friendship had to end this way, but I truly believe it the best for my own sanity and my own health.  I never thought these would be the lines I'd write in this journal.  I never thought I would be saying goodbye to the best friend I thought I ever had, but now I question whether I ever really had that friendship or not.  I'll always remember the good times though; the fights will be forgotten with this chapter closing.  I refuse to carry those with me.  I have purged myself of all the lies and I have now purged myself of all bad memories from our relationship.  I will always love you Amber; maybe one day our paths will cross again when we both need a friend and we've both been able to grow into people that would make anyone proud.  Take care of yourself and I hope you accomplish all your dreams, even if you're not sure of what those are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's just say --I loathe it all/EV'RY LITTLE TRAIT, HOWEVER SMALL/MAKES MY VERY FLESH BEGIN TO CRAWL/WITH SIMPLE UTTER LOATHING/THERE'S A STRANGE EXHILARATION/IN SUCH TOTAL DETESTATION/IT'S SO PURE! SO STRONG/THOUGH I DO ADMIT IT CAME ON FAST/STILL I DO BELIEVE THAT IT CAN LAST/AND I WILL &lt;br /&gt;BE LOATHING/LOATHING YOU/MY WHOLE LIFE LONG!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is light that surely glows/In the hearts of those who know/It's a steady flame that grows (oh ooh oh oh)/Feed the fire with all the passion you can show/Tonight love will assume its place/This memory time cannot erase/Your faith will lead love where it has to go..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's times where I want something more/Someone more like me/There's times when this dress rehearsal/Seems incomplete/But, you see the colors in me like no one else/And behind your dark glasses you're.../You're something else"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I really should have known/By the time you drove me home/By the vagueness in your eyes/Your casual good-byesBy the chill in your embrace/The expression on your face/That told me/Maybe You might have some advice to give/On how to be/Insensitive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rag Doll, livin' in a movie/Hot tramp, Daddy's little cutie/So fine, they'll never see ya/Leavin' by the back door."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I, thought I knew you/Thinking, that you were true/I guess I, I couldn't trust/'Cause your bluff time is up/'Cause I've had enough/You were,there by my side/Always, down for the ride/But your, joy ride just came down in flames/'Cause your greed sold me out of shame, mmhmm/After all of the stealing and cheating/You probably think that I hold resentment for you/But, uh uh, oh no, you're wrong/'Cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do/I wouldn't know just how capable I am to pull through/So I wanna say thank you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where is the moment when you need it the most/You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost /Tell me your blue sky's fade to grey/Tell me your passion's gone away/And I don't need no carryin' on"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now that you are out of my life,/I'm so much better,/You thought that I'd be weak without ya,/But I'm stronger,/You thought that I'd be broke without ya/But I'm richer,/You thought that I'd be sad without ya,/I laugh harder,/You thought I wouldn't grow without ya,/Now I'm wiser,/You thought that I'd be helpless without ya,/But I'm smarter,/You thought that I'd be stressed without ya,/But I'm chillin'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For a moment all the world was right /How could I have known you'd ever say goodbye /And now I'm glad I didn't know /The way it all would end the way it all would go /Our lives are better left to chance I could have missed the pain /But I'd of had to miss the dance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So Get ready/Here I come/Until the job is done/No time to waste/There's nothing stopping me/Oh/But you don't hear me though/So now it's time to show/I'll prove I'm gonna be&lt;br /&gt;The best I can be/So from my head to toe/My mind body and soul/I'm taking full control/This time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who can say for certain/Maybe you’re still here/I feel you all around me/Your memories so clear/."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here I am, once again/I'm torn into pieces/Can't deny it, can't pretend/Just thought you were the one/Broken up, deep inside/But you won't get to see the tears I cry/Behind these hazel eyes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know/Please don't say you're sorry/I've heard it all before/And I can take care of myself/I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know/Please don't say 'forgive me'/I've seen it all before/And I can't take it anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can call me a sinner/and you can call me a saint/Celebrate me for who I am/Dislike me for what I ain’t/Put me up on a pedestal/Or drag me down in the dirt/Sticks and stones will break my bones/But your names will never hurt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Birds flying high/You know how I feel/Sun in the sky/You know how I feel/Breeze driftin' on by/You know how I feel/It's a new dawn/It's a new day/It's a new life/For me/And I'm feeling good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our memories /Well, they can be inviting /But some are altogether /Mighty frightening /As we die, both you and I /With my head in my hands /I sit and cry //Don't speak /I know just what you're saying /So please stop explaining/Don't tell me cause it hurts (no, no, no) /Don't speak /I know what you're thinking /I don't need your reasons /Don't tell me cause it hurts /."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I thought you were my best friend /I thought we'd be together to the end /Your not the girl I once knew /Tell me were she is cause she's not you /You used to be that shoulder /That shoulder I could lean on through it all /But now its getting colder /There's no love between these walls //Jealousy, Jealousy, Jealousy /Is such an evil thing /To watch someone have /Jealousy, Jealousy, Jealousy /Nobody wins when your full of envy /."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I’m not missing you /Been through just about everything that I could go through /When it comes to relationships /Don’t know what I was missing or why I ain’t listen /When I told myself that was it /Now here I go, hurt again /Cause of my curiousity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've heard it said/That people come into our lives for a reason/Bringing something we must learn/And we are led/To those who help us most to grow/If we let them/And we help them in return/Well, I don't know if I believe that's true/But I know I'm who I am today/Because I knew you.  It well may be/That we will never meet again/In this lifetime/So let me &lt;br /&gt;say before we part/So much of me/Is made of what I learned from you/You'll be with me/Like a handprint on my heart/And now whatever way our stories end/I know you have re-written mine/By being my friend.  And just to clear the air/I ask forgiveness/For the things I've done you blame me for/But then, I guess we know/There's blame to share/And none of it seems to matter anymore.  Because I knew you:/I have been changed for good."</content>
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    <title>Nothing really to say....</title>
    <published>2006-09-18T01:15:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-18T01:15:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Watch me Shine - Joanna Pacitti</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Not alot new over here....mainly updating so that I get to post with my newly updated page design...so if you're reading this, you should go look at it.  It's wicked pretty.  lol  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Law school is going.  We're entering week 5, and I suppose it's a little better this semester than it was in the past.  Band, as always, makes life good.  I'm the official principal clarinetist, who also doubles on oboe 2, oboe 3, English horn, and E-flat clarinet.  Yeah, I'm so cool that I got 5 freaking parts to Niagara Falls.  Yeah, exactly.  I'll have to spend a few days figuring out how I'm going to play all the parts.  It should make for interesting times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, not too much new.  Tax law makes me happy, and I'm officially going to be a big tax law dork.  I'm not spending nearly as much time online these days, so I suppose I'm probably studying alot better.  AIM has not been seeing me at all, which in turn means I'm probably isolating people and not being as good of a friend.  I hope those people know where they can find me though if they ever need anything!</content>
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    <title>msoboe @ 2006-07-30T23:33:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-31T04:37:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-31T04:37:30Z</updated>
    <category term="sis"/>
    <category term="ams"/>
    <lj:music>For Good - Wicked</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So another semester of law school has come and gone, and does it get any better?  Not really.  I suppose I'm over it at this point.  Hopefully what they say is true, and your ability to be a lawyer is not truly measured by how you do in law school.  Otherwise, I'm going back for my degree in music or something.  lol  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see my sister for a few days last week.  Even though it was rough times, it was so wonderful to see her.  It always is, and I suppose that's because no matter what happens, what ugly words are said between us, what things may pass, we still are always there for each other.  Ams, I'm posting this poem for you.  I thought that maybe it would make some sense for you right now, and to let you know that I am always here for you.  The words ring truer now than they ever have.  I love you hun and we'll get you through this bad time.  And if not, we'll go back to the voodoo shop in New Orleans and buy a voodoo doll with someone's name on it.  *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i carry your heart with me(i carry it in&lt;br /&gt;my heart)i am never without it(anywhere&lt;br /&gt;i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done&lt;br /&gt;by only me is your doing,my darling)&lt;br /&gt;                                    i fear&lt;br /&gt;no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want&lt;br /&gt;no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)&lt;br /&gt;and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant&lt;br /&gt;and whatever a sun will always sing is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is the deepest secret nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud&lt;br /&gt;and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows&lt;br /&gt;higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)&lt;br /&gt;and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e.e. cummings</content>
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    <title>Itunes Meme Before I leave</title>
    <published>2006-07-11T01:26:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-11T01:26:22Z</updated>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <lj:music>Insensitive - Jann Arden</lj:music>
    <content type="html">How many total songs?&lt;br /&gt;2012 songs; 6 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sort by song title&lt;br /&gt;First: 'Carnival Overture" by Dvorak&lt;br /&gt;Last: Zombie by The Cranberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sort by time&lt;br /&gt;Shortest: Good Evening Las Vegas by Aerosmith&lt;br /&gt;Longest: Francesca da Rimini by Tchaikovsky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album Sort&lt;br /&gt;First: 'Round Midnight by Linda Rondstadt&lt;br /&gt;Last: With his Hot and Blue Guitar by Johnny Cash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist Sort&lt;br /&gt;First: The 5th Dimension&lt;br /&gt;Last: Yaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 Played Songs&lt;br /&gt;Linger - The Cranberries&lt;br /&gt;Insensitive - Jann Arden&lt;br /&gt;Whenever, Wherever - Shakira&lt;br /&gt;Save the Last Dance for Me - Michael Buble'&lt;br /&gt;Bad Day - Daniel Powter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find the following words, how often do they show up?&lt;br /&gt;* Sex: 1&lt;br /&gt;* Death: 3&lt;br /&gt;* Love: 129&lt;br /&gt;* You: 221&lt;br /&gt;* Home: 6&lt;br /&gt;* Boy: 19&lt;br /&gt;* Girl: 53&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put iTunes on shuffle and write the first lyrics of the first ten songs that play. (skip songs without lyrics) &lt;br /&gt;1. Oh Baby Baby (Britney Spears, ....Baby One More Time)&lt;br /&gt;2. My Brave, My Brave, My Brave Face (Paul McCartney, My Brave Face)&lt;br /&gt;3. Well my heart knows better than I know myself(KT Tunstall, Black Horse and the Cherry Tree)&lt;br /&gt;4. Oh, my life, it's changing everyday(The Cranberries, Dreams)&lt;br /&gt;5. I read the news today, oh boy(The Beatles, A Day in the Life)&lt;br /&gt;6. You're a song, written by the hands of God (Shakira, Underneath Your Clothes)&lt;br /&gt;7. I've Got you under my skin(Michael Buble, I've Got You Under my Skin)&lt;br /&gt;8. Birds flying high, you know how I feel (Michael Buble, Feeling Good)&lt;br /&gt;9. How do you cool your lips, after a summers kiss (Jann Arden, Insensitive)&lt;br /&gt;10. Every time I look in the mirror, all these lines on my face getting clearer (Aerosmith, Dream On)</content>
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    <title>Michael Buble</title>
    <published>2006-07-10T12:54:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-10T12:58:25Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Michael Buble - Save the Last Dance for Me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ok, so it probably goes without saying at this point, but I *Heart* Michael Buble.  The concert was last night, and I'm seriously in love.  It was amazing.  And let me tell you, the guy is like a freaking comedian.  He was hilarious.  He came out, sang a few songs, and then trying to joke with the guys starts saying how he's a man's man.  How he empathizes with all the men in the audience.  So he goes over to the closest camera to him, shoves his face very close to it, and says "Men, I know how you feel.  And I understand.  When your girlfriends told you that you had tickets to Michael Buble, I know what you all did.  You all either said or thought 'Fuck you Michael Buble.'"  He didn't actually say the "F you" but he mouthed it VERY clearly into the camera, and everyone was cracking up.  Then he informed the guys that he was there for them really.  Michael was there for the men, because apparently he was going to just put the air in the tires and all the men would get to ride the bicycles all night long.  I think Ross fell in love with him at that point...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About halfway through, he decided to tell the audience that he hates the type of "wanker" that he's become and he really is man's man.  So he starts saying how he wishes he could be like Johnny Cash, and that if a girl came on stage and gave Johnny flowers, he'd kick them in the shin.  So then he grabs a guitar and says, all Johnny has to do is come out and say Hello, I'm Johnny Cash....and he starts playing Ring of Fire...it was freaking hilarious.  But wait, it got better.  Then he said, that's not manly enough for you guys?  How about this?  Billie Jean starts playing and he starts freaking dancing around and singing it.  OMG.....seriously, I *heart* him...lol  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point he starts singing "My Humps" and he did a rap version of "Smile."  I think he did those talking about the 18-19 year olds that were out in the audience; he said he knew the youngin's were out there, because he tries to get with them after the concerts.  lol  Anyway, it was greatness, let me just re-emphaisize that a few more times.  And he's freaking gorgeous.  So yes, another concert has passed me by, but rest assured, I will be going to see him if he is ever near us again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/msoboe/pic/00001krs/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/msoboe/pic/00001krs/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>msoboe @ 2006-06-07T21:27:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-08T02:27:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-08T02:27:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>A Dream is a Wish - Cinderella</lj:music>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="127"&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_superradsteve' lj:user='superradsteve' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://superradsteve.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://superradsteve.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;superradsteve&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="443"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/leftbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/mainbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="210" alt="6" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/rightbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="127"&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_rocksortops' lj:user='rocksortops' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://rocksortops.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://rocksortops.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;rocksortops&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="443"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/leftbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/mainbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="210" alt="6" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/rightbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="127"&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_scottmkeen' lj:user='scottmkeen' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://scottmkeen.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://scottmkeen.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;scottmkeen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="443"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/leftbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/mainbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="193" alt="5" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/rightbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;b&gt;11&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="127"&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_jenn251' lj:user='jenn251' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://jenn251.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://jenn251.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;jenn251&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="443"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/leftbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/mainbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="193" alt="5" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/rightbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;b&gt;12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="127"&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_fuegoice02' lj:user='fuegoice02' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://fuegoice02.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://fuegoice02.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;fuegoice02&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="443"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/leftbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/mainbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="193" alt="5" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/rightbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;b&gt;13&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="127"&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_kwagirl' lj:user='kwagirl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://kwagirl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://kwagirl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kwagirl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="443"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/leftbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/mainbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="149" alt="3" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/rightbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;b&gt;14&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="127"&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_mslindz' lj:user='mslindz' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mslindz.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://mslindz.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mslindz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="443"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/leftbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/mainbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="118" alt="2" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/rightbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;b&gt;15&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="127"&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_templewaters' lj:user='templewaters' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://templewaters.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://templewaters.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;templewaters&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="443"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/leftbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/mainbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="118" alt="2" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/rightbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;b&gt;16&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="127"&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_danica729' lj:user='danica729' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://danica729.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://danica729.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;danica729&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="443"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/leftbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/mainbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="118" alt="2" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/rightbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;b&gt;17&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="127"&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_angel2213' lj:user='angel2213' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://angel2213.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://angel2213.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;angel2213&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="443"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/leftbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/mainbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="118" alt="2" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/rightbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;b&gt;18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="127"&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_bek_mar03' lj:user='bek_mar03' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://bek-mar03.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://bek-mar03.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;bek_mar03&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="443"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/leftbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/mainbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="75" alt="1" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/rightbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;b&gt;19&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="127"&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_jgkimmy' lj:user='jgkimmy' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://jgkimmy.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://jgkimmy.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;jgkimmy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="443"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/leftbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/mainbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="75" alt="1" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/rightbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;b&gt;20&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="127"&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_shellybobelly' lj:user='shellybobelly' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://shellybobelly.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://shellybobelly.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;shellybobelly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="443"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/leftbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/mainbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="75" alt="1" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/rightbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;b&gt;21&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="127"&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_jaded_optimist_' lj:user='jaded_optimist_' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://users.livejournal.com/jaded_optimist_/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://users.livejournal.com/jaded_optimist_/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;jaded_optimist_&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="443"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/leftbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/mainbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="75" alt="1" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/rightbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;b&gt;22&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="127"&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_thelawmonk' lj:user='thelawmonk' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://thelawmonk.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://thelawmonk.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;thelawmonk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="443"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/leftbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/mainbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="75" alt="1" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/rightbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;b&gt;23&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="127"&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_lsubelle05' lj:user='lsubelle05' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://lsubelle05.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://lsubelle05.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;lsubelle05&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="443"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/leftbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/mainbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="75" alt="1" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/rightbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;b&gt;24&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="127"&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_bgblsu' lj:user='bgblsu' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://bgblsu.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://bgblsu.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;bgblsu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="443"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/leftbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/mainbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="75" alt="1" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/rightbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;b&gt;25&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="127"&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_starsnmixtapesx' lj:user='starsnmixtapesx' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://starsnmixtapesx.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://starsnmixtapesx.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;starsnmixtapesx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="443"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/leftbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/mainbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="75" alt="1" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/poll/rightbar.gif" align="absmiddle" height="14" width="7" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:msoboe:28969</id>
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    <title>msoboe @ 2006-06-07T08:06:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-07T13:06:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-07T13:09:05Z</updated>
    <category term="school"/>
    <category term="quiz"/>
    <lj:music>You - Amy Lee</lj:music>
    <content type="html">a href="&lt;a href="http://spacefem.com/quizzes/uselessquiz/"&gt;http://spacefem.com/quizzes/uselessquiz/&lt;/a&gt;"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;img &lt;br /&gt;src="&lt;a href="http://www.spacefemmites.com/limg/0606/uselessquiz/14.gif"&gt;http://www.spacefemmites.com/limg/0606/uselessquiz/14.gif&lt;/a&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;border=0&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be the results to the most ridiculous quiz ever, but everyone else has posted their results, so whatever.  I haven't updated this thing in forever anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So life is a big ball of mess right now for me.  One of these days, things will straighten themselves out, but until then, I'm just letting fate take me for a crazy little ride.  Summer school has started, and oh how I hate school.  I started my clerking job on Monday.  Great pay, so far, I've done absolutely nothing.  I have an official cubicle though.  So yeah, I'm cool.  lol  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm going back to not paying attention in Evidence.  I hate this man with a passion.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:msoboe:28803</id>
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    <title>Just some lyrics that express everything....</title>
    <published>2006-04-25T02:53:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-25T02:53:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>For Good - Wicked</lj:music>
    <content type="html">We always said it was our musical; how fitting that the finale comes true as well.  Maybe when finals are crawling up my ass I'll actually write everything that is in my heart; for now, I'll just post these lyrics.  That person knows who they are for.  I love you so much hun; and I wish you all the best.  Maybe one day our paths will cross again; or maybe we'll just have gone our separate ways for good.  Good luck to you in everything you do; you really have rewritten my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the only friend I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;And I've had so many friends. But only one-- that mattered.&lt;br /&gt;(sings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE HEARD IT SAID&lt;br /&gt;THAT PEOPLE COME INTO OUR LIVES FOR A REASON&lt;br /&gt;BRINGING SOMETHING WE MUST LEARN&lt;br /&gt;AND WE ARE LED&lt;br /&gt;TO THOSE WHO HELP US MOST TO GROW&lt;br /&gt;IF WE LET THEM&lt;br /&gt;AND WE HELP THEM IN RETURN&lt;br /&gt;WELL, I DON'T KNOW IF I BELIEVE THAT'S TRUE&lt;br /&gt;BUT I KNOW I'M WHO I AM TODAY&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE I KNEW YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A COMET PULLED FROM ORBIT&lt;br /&gt;AS IT PASSES A SUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A STREAM THAT MEETS A BOULDER&lt;br /&gt;HALFWAY THROUGH THE WOOD&lt;br /&gt;WHO CAN SAY IF I'VE BEEN CHANGED FOR THE BETTER?&lt;br /&gt;BUT BECAUSE I KNEW YOU&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE BEEN CHANGED FOR GOOD …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;IT WELL MAY BE&lt;br /&gt;THAT WE WILL NEVER MEET AGAIN &lt;br /&gt;IN THIS LIFETIME&lt;br /&gt;SO LET ME SAY BEFORE WE PART&lt;br /&gt;SO MUCH OF ME&lt;br /&gt;IS MADE OF WHAT I LEARNED FROM YOU&lt;br /&gt;YOU'LL BE WITH ME&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A HANDPRINT ON MY HEART&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW WHATEVER WAY OUR STORIES END&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW YOU HAVE RE-WRITTEN MINE&lt;br /&gt;BY BEING MY FRIEND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A SHIP BLOWN FROM ITS MOORING&lt;br /&gt;BY A WIND OFF THE SEA&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A SEED DROPPED BY A SKYBIRD&lt;br /&gt;IN A DISTANT WOOD&lt;br /&gt;WHO CAN SAY IF I'VE BEEN CHANGED FOR THE BETTER?&lt;br /&gt;BUT BECAUSE I KNEW YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE I KNEW YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE I KNEW YOU&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE BEEN CHANGED FOR GOOD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;AND JUST TO CLEAR THE AIR&lt;br /&gt;I ASK FORGIVENESS&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE THINGS I'VE DONE YOU BLAME ME FOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;BUT THEN, I GUESS WE KNOW&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S BLAME TO SHARE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;AND NONE OF IT SEEMS TO MATTER ANYMORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A COMET PULLED FROM &lt;br /&gt;ORBIT/AS IT PASSES A SUN/&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A STREAM THAT MEETS A &lt;br /&gt;BOULDER/ HALF-WAY&lt;br /&gt;THROUGH THE WOOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A SHIP BLOWN OFF ITS &lt;br /&gt;MOORING/BY A WIND OFF THE&lt;br /&gt;SEA/ LIKE A SEED DROPPED BY A&lt;br /&gt;BIRD IN&lt;br /&gt;THE WOOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH &lt;br /&gt;WHO CAN SAY IF I'VE BEEN CHANGED FOR THE BETTER?&lt;br /&gt;I DO BELIEVE I HAVE BEEN CHANGED FOR THE BETTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;AND BECAUSE I KNEW YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE I KNEW YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE I KNEW YOU...&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE BEEN CHANGED FOR GOOD.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:msoboe:28442</id>
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    <title>Less than a month!</title>
    <published>2006-04-11T01:21:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-11T01:21:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sorry - Madonna</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I seriously cannot wait for this semester...it's been such a rough one; physically, emotionally and mentally.  With that said, my first exam is in just over two weeks.  Am I anywhere near ready?  Hell no.  Will I be?  I sure do hope so.  So if I'm not around for the next three weeks or so, well, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this entry is really for Ams.  Sweets, I'm so upset about what happened last night that I just want to scream and hurt someone.  You know that I would have been over there prosecuting him myself if anything more had happened.  I know you don't want to go that route, but I wouldn't have given you an option had he done any more...lol  Anyway, I will be here for you through all of this; I'm not sure how upsetting getting through it will be, but when you need me, I'm here.  Just think, in a little over two months, I will be putting you through hell for the LSAT so that you can go through the same hell that I'm in right now!  Yay for that!  Anyway, my music is totally our new song.  It came on when I got in the car this afternoon and I couldn't stop listening and jamming out.  I LOVE YOU!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:msoboe:28219</id>
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    <title>Sickness</title>
    <published>2006-04-05T22:34:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-05T22:34:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Evanescence - My Immortal</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I've been sick for about two months now.  I'm really getting tired of this crap.  No one seems to have any clue what is wrong with me and they've stopped coming up with options at this point.  I love it.  Exhaustion pretty much sucks, especially when you need to stay up until all hours of the night studying.  Guess I'll just be living off of caffeine pills and Red Bull for the next month.  BUT, at least my last exam is exactly one month from today.  That light at the end of the tunnel isn't burning brightly, but at least it's in sight now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oral arguments are tomorrow...hopefully I can stand up long enough to talk for 15 minutes.  I just want that weight to be lifted from my shoulders.  Go Samantha Shepherd and kick some Cindy Collie ass.  If you're not a law student or Ams, just ignore that last statement.  Anyway, I should be getting back to the books.  At least I have new pretty icons now.  That was my procrastination method of choice today.  I'm out!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:msoboe:27985</id>
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    <title>In the case of Pet Paradise v. Cindy Collie</title>
    <published>2006-03-27T06:00:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-27T06:00:11Z</updated>
    <category term="appellate brief"/>
    <lj:music>Bad Day - Daniel Powter</lj:music>
    <content type="html">CONCLUSION:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the above reasons, appellee Pet Paradise prays that:&lt;br /&gt;1.)  Cindy Collie, for reasons of being a stupid jack ass, be sentenced to the death penalty.  She obviously sucks at life and should have been drowned at birth.  However, since the court was not there to drown her 20 something years ago, it should now rule in favor of the death penalty.&lt;br /&gt;2.)  The Court award appropriate attorneys fees, court costs, and compensation for having to deal with Cindy Collie and her ridiculousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 9.5 hours, the brief will be turned in, and I can forget about Ms. Collie for at least a week....dear God, I can't wait until I can sleep and now worry about this shit anymore!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:msoboe:27763</id>
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    <title>Life just keeps on going</title>
    <published>2006-03-25T22:32:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-25T22:32:57Z</updated>
    <category term="law school"/>
    <category term="vacation"/>
    <lj:music>Bad Day - Daniel Powter</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I've only got about another five weeks of class until finals start.  Am I anywhere near prepared?  Hell no.  Do I feel like I will be?  A lot more so than last semester at this time.  My appellate brief gets turned in on Monday and I don't think I'll have ever felt such a great weight lifted off of me.  I can't wait to turn that thing in.  I'm basically just working on cleaning the paper up at this point.  I'm not thrilled with the paper, but I'm never thrilled with my own writing, so I'll just have to deal with it.  I've got a summer job which I'm totally proud of.  The counselors told me I probably wouldn't ge ta job since my grades weren't so great, but apparently I kick ass at the whole interview process.  I start on June 5 working for the LWCC (Louisiana Workers' Compensation Corporation).  It pays $15.00 an hour and I'll actually get some great law clerking experience.  I'm still waiting to hear back from the LA Sea Grant about a possible job in the fall, so we'll see how that goes.  That won't pay as much, but I will likely be published if I work for them, so it would be another great experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The countdown to the cruise/Disneyworld continues.  I can't wait for the semester to be over.  It's truly been one of the most trying in my life, overall.  Thank God that band keeps me at least somewhat grounded.  Being able to still play makes me happy and makes me feel like I still have some sort of purpose.  Sitting in law classes really does take it all out of you.  It's been over 6 weeks since I last talked to Katy.  I'm guessing we're just never going to have the "talk" we probably should, but such is life.  I'm sure her boyfriend has told her she doesn't need me and that I'm not deserving of her friendship and all sorts of other things.  I do miss her loads; I loved being able to vent about school and life in general with her and then on the other hand just be retarded together.  But I guess there is a reason that they always say people will come in and out of your life for a reason.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's it for now; I'm off to go do some reading for class.  I have to get away from Pet Paradise, Cindy Collie, and non-competition agreements (the parties involved in the lawsuit of my appellate brief for those who don't know).  Criminal Justice awaits!</content>
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    <title>Awesome day!</title>
    <published>2006-03-14T17:17:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-14T17:17:21Z</updated>
    <category term="sweepstakes"/>
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    <category term="vacation"/>
    <lj:music>I Wonder - Sleeping Beauty</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So yesterday was actually a great Monday for once.  Let me back track to Sunday night though.  Ross was at work (he works at an all suites hotel) and found out that we were going to be possibly allowed to stay at the hotel that night.  He was entitled to one free night for being employed and they had owed it to him for quite awhile.  Well, the hotel has what they call the romance package.  Put a dozen roses in the room, rose petals on the floor, satin sheets on the bed, candles everywhere...really nice stuff.  Well, apparently someone had a romance room reserved for Sunday night, cancelled it on Saturday but housekeeping didn't get the message and had already set up the room.  So Ross was told that unless he could book this $250.00 a night penthouse suite to someone else, we were getting it.  So guess who was sleeping on satin sheets Sunday night?  Let me tell you, they felt awesome.  Woke up Monday morning and took a bath in the jacuzzi tub.  It was greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get home after class and there is a Fed Ex envelope at the door.  Those of you who have been reading this journal for awhile know about my sweepstakes addiction and how I won Josh Groban tickets a few years ago doing it.  Well, I'm thinking the envelope is garbage as I only entered sweepstakes for about 2 weeks during Christmas break.  Well, open up the envelope and lo and behold, I won $200 in American Express gift cheques!  I'm so pumped about this; it was just what I needed.  This will definitely be the money that I spend on my cruise for spending money.  I've also got my name on about $170 in Disney reward points from my credit card so I'm looking at not spending any of my own cash while I'm on vacation.  Definitely feels good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got all the classes that I wanted for the summer: evidence, sales and real estate transactions and family law.  Now if I could just find out that I had a job for sure I'd be feeling great.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the countdowns officially begin: 7 weeks until exams start and 10 weeks of dieting until the cruise.  I can't wait for it to be May!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Overdue update</title>
    <published>2006-03-10T18:08:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-10T18:58:37Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>One Little Spark - Figment Ride in Epcot</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I'm updating the journal while sitting in the law school court room listening to oral arguments...fun stuff.  I probably have a hell of alot to write about that I won't, but I'll catch up sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Mardi Gras..God, I want to go back in time a few weeks so I can do it all again!!  We had such a great time both weekends.  I spent so many days out on my little spot on St. Charles at the Prima Donna's Closet it was unbelievable. lol  Anyway, we got down there Friday night and stayed until Tuesday morning of course.  Saw about 15 parades and caught tons of shit.  Of course, the best parade was Bacchus; the theme of the parade this year was Bacchus Goes over the Yellow Brick Road and as you can guess, every freaking float featured the Wizard of Oz.  It was awesomeness.  I totally dressed up in the Dorothy dress and was heavily rewarded by the men on the floats for it.  Best of all was the special bag and goodies I got from a few riders that I met on the forum; there is a Mardi Gras forum through nola.com that I started posting on because I wanted the special Wizard of Oz beads.  Well, I got them!  Thanks to bacchusrider, travelers123, and lsufan6969 I got hooked up.  I got two full sets of the WoOz beads, light up beads, special glass beads that look like a necklace, and the special character dolls.  It was greatness.  I had big signs for them all.  Funny note: my brother put Ross on his shoulders because he was dressed as the Tin Man.  So for the tin man float, David picked Ross up.  Ross looked like he was going to shit his pants he was so scared.  It was hilarious.  A few feather boas and coconuts later, it was all over.  Now it's back to the grind of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that last Saturday was "law school prom" also known as Barrister's Ball.  It was a great event and I looked pretty freaking hot!  If you have access to facebook and want to see, I have a photo album loaded up.  If you don't and want to see the photos, let me know.  I'll see what I can do to post them somewhere else.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symphonic Winds concert was on Tuesday: man, I love band.  It makes me feel so much better about life.  I'm sitting principal clarinet now and had a nice little solo.  Came out better than I expected; I was happy.  And man, oh man, those directors.  Frank told me he's taking me to dinner when I graduate from law school.  I was teasing him and he said no, I mean it.  So in May of 2008, I have a date with Frank Wickes.  That should be pretty hot.  He also invited me to the graduate assistant crawfish boil.  I'm so not a grad ass, but I suppose Frank just loves me.  Linda finally came out with us for beignets; we've been asking her to do it for years.  Good times; of course, Linda walks up and there are several boys waiting at the door practically drooling all over her.  What does she do?  Walks over to me and tells me that she wasn't able to give me my hug yet and gave me this huge hug.  Always makes for interesting conversation the next day...lol  She told me I'm a special person.  I'm not even going to go into the analysis there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's the short update on everything.  Check out my journal if you want to see my new layout.  I was excited to find something Disney related.  It made me happy at least and I will be back there in a few months!</content>
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    <title>Not a real one</title>
    <published>2006-03-03T22:53:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-03T22:54:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>That's what Friends Are For - Elton and the gang</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Not really in the mood to update this thing, but I wanted to post this.  Go here &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=msoboe"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=msoboe&lt;/a&gt;  and tell me what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update after the Barrister's Ball which is tomorrow night.  Still have to write about Mardi Gras!</content>
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    <title>Friendship</title>
    <published>2006-02-20T17:16:13Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-20T17:16:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Con Law Lecture</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I once met a gal online who I thought was my worst enemy.  She hated me for no real reasons; we had never even met or spoken.  But like the switch of a light, we realized how much we had in common and termed eachother sisters.  Though that relationship has had ups and downs, I've always been there for her and vice versa.  There have been times where we wanted to kill eachother, there have been times when we told eachother to screw off.  But no matter what happens, we always fix things.  People would ask why we would remain friends.  Well, the reason was and still is that we are the only two that know eachother inside and out.  We know everything about one and another; there are no secrets.  She works like me and I work like her.  Because of that, there is no worrying that she won't understand me.  However, no matter what happens, no matter how many times we chew eachother out, no matter how many times we fight, no matter what, Amber will always be there for me.  She truly is my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During one of the times we were "off" again, I met another girl.  I met a girl in my law class who I really thought was the greatest gal; greatest thing since sliced bread if you will.  lol  Totally bonded when I threw the law party at the beginning of the semester; did everything at the school together.  Was that way for the better part of three months.  Then she started dating someone in our section.  Well, we all know how that goes.  Girl meets guy, girl and guy plan the day (and it definitely wasn't a wedding day..oh no!) they are going to fuck, girl ditches her good friend.  I guess that's the normal plan, for a few weeks or so.  Thought maybe it would get better over Christmas break; give them a few weeks to hang out and be alone.  But no, it actually got worse!  This "friend" of mine only has time for one person: her boyfriend.  Now don't get me wrong; Ross and I always spend our nights together, but if we want to do something, we go do it.  We don't make plans with someone and then just dump them because we want to see eachother.  My "friend" and I planned over six months ago to do Mardi Gras for a few days.  I told her she and her sister could stay at Ross' house in New Orleans.  I told other people they couldn't have a place to stay because of her.  His mother was willing to give up a place for her to stay; and then she decides at the last minute that something has come up.  So not only did she put a big shit stain on our "friendship" but she's also cost alot of other parties a big pain in the ass.  She joined the gym that I belong to a few weeks back so we could make eachother go work out.  I suppose she has never gone yet since she has not yet called to see if I wanted to go; or maybe it's just that she'd rather do things on her own.  Well, have fun with your wonderful anti-social boyfriend "friend" of mine.  I don't have time for people who constantly ditch out on me, I don't have time for getting upset over someone who couldn't care less about hurting me.  We had a heart to heart a few weeks back; apparently it meant nothing to her, because things have still not gotten any better.  Nothing changed; I just wasted my entire night trying to talk to her about things.  Have fun wearing your short little dress at the ball; have fun worrying about your boyfriend's finances to someone else; have fun with it all.  I have tried too many times to make things work, tried too many times to not get upset when you ditched me, I've just tried too hard in general.  When you are ready to try half as hard as I have, then you let me know.  I'm not going to be holding my breath though.</content>
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    <title>Not much to say...</title>
    <published>2006-02-13T06:08:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-13T06:08:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mardi Gras Mambo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Just thought this was hilarious...such a great time waster I am.  5 more days until the first Mardi Gras parades!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mewing.net/tortquiz/emotional.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mewing.net/tortquiz/"&gt;take the WHAT INTENTIONAL TORT ARE YOU test.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://mewing.net"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and go to mewing.net. because law school made laura do this.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>I love law school...</title>
    <published>2006-02-01T17:05:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-01T17:19:27Z</updated>
    <category term="rebecca"/>
    <category term="linda band"/>
    <category term="ross"/>
    <category term="mardi gras"/>
    <lj:music>Constitutional Law lecture on Federalism...oh yes!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">HAHAHAHA  Yeah, not so much, but it's actually getting better I suppose.  I go through spurts where I don't mind it quite as much.  Starting today, I actually stop studying with the laptop right in front of me.  Because if I do that, I just end up chatting on AIM the entire time.  Yeah, so I'm going to start being a good student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is totally a gratutious post.  I have nothing to really write about, just felt the need to throw up an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to my little sis for getting to perform with the LPO!  I'm so excited for her because she will have a great time down there.  Plus, she'll get to perform with my old teacher which is always good times.  I should have written this in the comment I left you Rebecca, but let me know when the concerts are.  I'd love to come down and hear!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 days until my first Mardi Gras parades start....dear God, it can't get here soon enough.  I know, I'm still a pathetic little child who loves MG.  Yeah well, live with it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 days until Ross and I celebrate our three year anniversary.  How crazy is that?  I still can't believe it's been that long, but I'm so glad that we got through all the rough spots and that we've always been here for eachother.  Here's to another great three years sweetheart!  Not sure what we're doing for our anniversary yet...just know we're going down to New Orleans to celebrate...luckily for us, our anniversary this year is on a Friday.  I know what I'm getting him though!  No Valentine's for us though...we never really celebrate it, but we gave eachother tickets to see Aerosmith technically..yeah, we're dorks, but he bought my ticket, and I bought his.  lol  It was just an excuse to be able to go really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, thats it for now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOH, final thought that I had to edit in:  My chops are KILLING me.  Had I known I was going to be moved from third part clarinet/e-flat clarinet to principal, I might have considered practicing some during the break.  No, I definitely would have practiced.  Can we say two hours at a pop is killing me.  At least I finally got some reeds in the mail yesterday and I didn't have to sound like total ass in band.  Now Linda is talking about moving the clarinets to the front row and moving the flutes to the second row because there aren't enough of us (we only have seven!)  So, I really don't need to be gracing the front row with my clarinet playing at the moment....hopefully by the time conducting clinic is over my chops won't be hating me so much.  And as a special throwback to Cohen, I went and bought two plastic reeds...oh yes, I felt special...especially when all the other clarinets in the section were like, what the hell is that.  lol  Good times.  End of clarinet playing band geek ramblings...</content>
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